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Chapter 209 Two Phoenixes in the air

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The moon is hidden, and it appears and disappears

In a small courtyard room in Wuzhu Villa, there is a fire and fire, and the erotic things are miserable.

Xiao Xing'er lies at the door, sleeping in a dim state, and the lewd sound is still unknown

On the big bed in the room, the bed tent was not placed and the bedding was scattered, and two phoenixes were playing in the air.

Those two Fengjings are very powerful, both of them are young phoenixes who have just tasted the bride.

The young man who was fed the medicine under him was so exhausted that he kept ejaculating

At this time, Gao Xiheng was fucking Zhao Shuyu. She was lying on the bed with a soft pillow under her butt, her legs were spread wide, and the flower tines in the center of her legs were constantly hit by Gao Xiheng's Tao Yue and were constantly in and out.

The little girl was pounded by the man's name weapon and turned red. Her inner lips were turned outward and her flower beads were swollen.

Gao Xiheng's inner stick was pushed into the middle of the stick again and again, pushing the flat belly into a undulating arc.

His hands were not idle either. He kept rubbing the joints of the two men's names, playing with the inner lip core, repeatedly stimulating her corridor to tighten tightening.

Zhao Shuyu took nearly half a bottle of spring pills, and the man was thirsty to beat her hard

Gao Xiheng did not disappoint her expectations, rubbed her flower bed and pressed her belly, causing her to vent her body repeatedly

Both of them were sticky and turbid armpits, and they were so lustful that they were so obsessed with their eyes.

But Zhao Shuyu was so happy that she was buried below, but it was not easy to get

Because at this time, Zhao Xifan rode on her Nai'er, holding her two big Nai's arms around and grinding the inner sticks.

She also had to force her to open her mouth. When the inner stick came up, she had to hold the ghost's head in her mouth and suck and wait.

She hooked her head and didn't lick it very seriously, because she was so happy that she was lost frequently because she was so confused.

Soon Zhao Xifan lost his patience, stepped on Zhao Shuyu's face, stuffed the swollen inner stick under his crotch into her mouth, and began to swell her little mouth.

This made Zhao Shuyu suffer. Although her delicate mouth was not as exaggerated as a cherry mouth, she was really unbearable by being fucked by a man.

Soon his lips became swollen, the corners of his mouth were so tight that he couldn't breathe. Not long after, Zhao Shuyu began to struggle and was unwilling to do so.

As soon as she struggled, the corridor below was tightened by a force. Gao Xiheng was pinched and his back became numb. He pressed Zhao Shuyu's twisted waist and looked up at Zhao Xifan and said: You hurt her.

Zhao Xifan's legs were being pulled by Zhao Shuyu's arms, and the inner stick was constantly pounding into her mouth. After hearing the sound, he stopped and turned coldly. Then come to the front.

Of course Gao Xiheng doesn't want to. He is just in a good mood, so how can he bear to leave this ecstasy cave

It can be seen that Zhao Shuyu suffered and couldn't bear it. Originally, they both played her together, which was very common for men and women to love each other.

For a moment, the two men were in a stalemate

But soon the contradiction was resolved

Not long after, Zhao Shuyu lay in Gao Xiheng's arms and sat on his waist. He held Gao Xiheng's inner stick in the trunk, raised his butt high, revealing the pink and tender chrysanthemum behind him.

The chrysanthemum was also wet outside. Zhao Xifan stared at the hole he had not entered. He had been jammed twice and was so painful.

He watched the two men's surnames rub together and rubbed them together. Gao Xiheng's lingering objects kept pounding into his little sister's flower bowl, bringing out a lot of sticky white paste, making the two men restless and lewd.

Zhao Xifan's breath was unstable, and his mind was full of fire and sourness. He wiped the white paste expressionlessly and applied it to Zhao Shuyu's chrysanthemum