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Chapter 177: Send the maid and feed the semen hard

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Half a month ago, Zhao Shuyu couldn't afford to get sick. Zhao Muqing took care of everything himself, and did not take care of others.

When I was so tired, I took a break in my ear room outside. When I woke up, I continued to go back to Zhao Shuyu's room to guard me.

Yes, Zhao Muqing's voice came from the bed tent. Xiao Xinger was not too surprised, but she still felt that she was indecipherable.

After all, even though the second young master stayed in the lady's room a few days ago, he had never slept on the lady's bed.

But Xing'er is young after all and has never seen any men and women

There was no woman in the mansion who taught this. Although she felt something was wrong, all doubts were eliminated in Zhao Muqing's calm voice.

In the bed tent, Zhao Muqing slowly thrust his lower abdomen and inserted his penis into his sister's vagina, while instructing Xiao Xinger to prepare hot water.

Xiao Xing'er just fed a basin of water for Zhao Shuyu to get up in the morning to clean it, but Zhao Muqing said it was not enough

Through a bed tent, Xiao Xinger couldn't see the scene inside, but only found that the thick bed tent was shaking slightly.

And she seemed to hear her lady's voice, a low nasal sound and a slightly heavy breathing.

But after all, Xing'er was a little younger. Without thinking too much, she went out to take the water after responding to the owner's order.

When Zhao Muqing heard the door close, he quickly lifted the brocade quilt and turned over and pressed on Zhao Shuyu.

Holding her legs and rubbing her two big tits

Under her misty gaze, he held his penis and found the flower mouth, and sniffed in with a thunderous sound.

The crimson bed tent shaking quickly, and the wooden bed made a squeaking sound

Zhao Muqing stared at Zhao Shuyu's pair of smoke-containing belts, and his eyes were a little aggrieved. His butt kept hitting down hard, and he inserted it hard and penetrated. Zhao Shuyu's eyebrows were frowning, his mouth was slightly opened, his lower abdomen was sore and soft, and his heart was wide open.

Second brother...ah...Mu Qing...

Zhao Shuyu didn't know what to say, and she was chanting Zhao Muqing's name randomly, like a person asking for help in a drowning

Zhao Muqing's eyes slowly moved from Zhao Shuyu's confused face to the two bounced breasts, and finally fell to the intercourse between the two genitals.

The pink and tender pussy had been inserted into the red and red vagina. The two wet flower lips were swollen and swollen. They were pounded in and out by his meat stick, pulling out the tender flesh and a lot of white juice from the flower mouth, which was extremely lewd.

And the perky flower beads were even more congested and swollen. Zhao Muqing was so jealous that he let go and played with the flesh core.

No, no...

Zhao Shuyu whined, her little flesh core was sore and swollen, and the sharp numbness and itch rushed to her lower body in waves.

Zhao Muqing only felt that the sucking in the corridor became tighter and more water was inserted. He raised his head, closed his eyes and gasped hard, and his lower abdomen was slamming in restraint, and his fingers were still rubbing the flower core.

Ah...well...no...

Being too ruthlessly, Zhao Shuyu couldn't help but scream at the moment of peak, and the corridor kept spasming and twitching, making Zhao Muqing's scalp numb, and he could no longer help ejaculate.

The semen gushed out, and early in the morning he poured a pot of thick semen from his young girl

The meat stick blocked the hole tightly, and the big glans crushed the flower center. He couldn't bear to leave until the last small stream of semen was ejaculated.

When Xiao Xing'er brought another basin of hot water back to the room, she saw that the two of them had finished wearing it.

But her lady was wet with her eyes, biting her lip, and sitting in front of the dressing table with a blushing face, looking at the man in the bronze mirror with a little aggrieved