They planned to recuperate in Hanzhou City for two days. After dinner the next day, Ning Wan ordered the waiter to carry a big bathtub to the room. Li San carried it back and forth for more than ten times before filling the hot water.
After locking the door, Ning Wan carefully took off her clothes, stepped into the bathtub, and held her left arm to sink her whole body into the water. She suddenly felt hot all over her body, and the suffocation of being squeezed came from her heart, which was so light and comfortable that she sighed.
As the water vapor was steaming, I saw the nerd sitting upright at the desk in the southeast corner, reviewing his homework, straight and straight, looking like he was sitting in a mess, and his bad intentions suddenly arose and called out: My husband, my arms cannot be stained with water, please help me wipe my back.
Little did he know that Zhu Wanyi, who seemed to be focused, never turned the page again when she heard a small rustling sound from her taking off her clothes.
The familiar small seal script, which is like fingerprints, all turned into the wedding night that is unbearable to look back on. Her dizzy and beautiful body, two rouge red nipples like snow, and her graceful and flexible waist swayed left and right...
The clamor when it sinks into the water, Xiaozhuan turns into hot water in the bathtub, kissing moistens the woman's slender ankles, straight calves, sinking into the secret valley between her legs, and then surrounds her towering breasts...
Hearing her call, before she could refuse, her hands naturally put down the book, moved backwards, and walked away from the chair without any hesitation with her feet towards the bathtub behind the screen.
When he realized that he wanted to pretend to be calm and refuse, he had already lifted the curtain that he would not cover. He thought that he would take care of the wounded.
So, restraining the unfamiliar desires that surged in his heart, Zhu Wanyi held a white scarf and wiped her back like a cream.
Ning Wan could enjoy it. She put her right arm on the edge of the bucket and leaned down on it. Her left arm was hanging outside the bucket with her eyes narrowed and directed: A little bit on the left... Yes... It feels so comfortable, two inches down...
It was so beautiful that Zhu Wanyi was so confused by the white and delicate color that he couldn't move his eyes. Powder marks would appear wherever the towel and the handkerchief were rubbed. You can imagine how delicate it was. Under the slightly rippling water waves, you can vaguely see her bulging buttocks. When she applied the depression in her waist, the woman suddenly let out a sound, and her whole body trembled slightly.
The moan was like adding fuel to the fire. Zhu Wanyi's already moving guy stood up solemnly under his crotch, pushing a high tent in the center of his wide robe.
The sensitive parts were repeatedly wiped, with light or heavy force, and the heat was steaming, and Ning Wan felt that the whole person was dizzy. She felt that thousands of ants in her heart were gnawing, making her bones numb.
Never lie down anymore, Ning Wan stood up in the bathtub, turned around and hugged the man naked, clearly feeling his body stiffen for an instant, and bit his earlobe: Let's wash together.
Her voice was stained with lust, like a dense spider web, tightly tying the scholar who had just tasted love. Zhu Wanyi's Adam's apple slid up and down: But this bathtub was too small.
Not small, you and I have to stick to the skin, and the flesh is squeezed, just right.
The last string that Zhu Wanyi's mind collapsed, and she was not only a rude and barbaric female bandit, but also a shameless female hooligan. She was obviously vulgar, but she exhaled like an orchid, which made him feel blood surging and stirred.
Seeing that he was silent, Ning Wan raised her hand and took off his wet clothes bit by bit, as if she had tear off his last hint of shame and embarrassment. She leaned over and bite her mouth on his undulating chest.
Um……
After locking the door, Ning Wan carefully took off her clothes, stepped into the bathtub, and held her left arm to sink her whole body into the water. She suddenly felt hot all over her body, and the suffocation of being squeezed came from her heart, which was so light and comfortable that she sighed.
As the water vapor was steaming, I saw the nerd sitting upright at the desk in the southeast corner, reviewing his homework, straight and straight, looking like he was sitting in a mess, and his bad intentions suddenly arose and called out: My husband, my arms cannot be stained with water, please help me wipe my back.
Little did he know that Zhu Wanyi, who seemed to be focused, never turned the page again when she heard a small rustling sound from her taking off her clothes.
The familiar small seal script, which is like fingerprints, all turned into the wedding night that is unbearable to look back on. Her dizzy and beautiful body, two rouge red nipples like snow, and her graceful and flexible waist swayed left and right...
The clamor when it sinks into the water, Xiaozhuan turns into hot water in the bathtub, kissing moistens the woman's slender ankles, straight calves, sinking into the secret valley between her legs, and then surrounds her towering breasts...
Hearing her call, before she could refuse, her hands naturally put down the book, moved backwards, and walked away from the chair without any hesitation with her feet towards the bathtub behind the screen.
When he realized that he wanted to pretend to be calm and refuse, he had already lifted the curtain that he would not cover. He thought that he would take care of the wounded.
So, restraining the unfamiliar desires that surged in his heart, Zhu Wanyi held a white scarf and wiped her back like a cream.
Ning Wan could enjoy it. She put her right arm on the edge of the bucket and leaned down on it. Her left arm was hanging outside the bucket with her eyes narrowed and directed: A little bit on the left... Yes... It feels so comfortable, two inches down...
It was so beautiful that Zhu Wanyi was so confused by the white and delicate color that he couldn't move his eyes. Powder marks would appear wherever the towel and the handkerchief were rubbed. You can imagine how delicate it was. Under the slightly rippling water waves, you can vaguely see her bulging buttocks. When she applied the depression in her waist, the woman suddenly let out a sound, and her whole body trembled slightly.
The moan was like adding fuel to the fire. Zhu Wanyi's already moving guy stood up solemnly under his crotch, pushing a high tent in the center of his wide robe.
The sensitive parts were repeatedly wiped, with light or heavy force, and the heat was steaming, and Ning Wan felt that the whole person was dizzy. She felt that thousands of ants in her heart were gnawing, making her bones numb.
Never lie down anymore, Ning Wan stood up in the bathtub, turned around and hugged the man naked, clearly feeling his body stiffen for an instant, and bit his earlobe: Let's wash together.
Her voice was stained with lust, like a dense spider web, tightly tying the scholar who had just tasted love. Zhu Wanyi's Adam's apple slid up and down: But this bathtub was too small.
Not small, you and I have to stick to the skin, and the flesh is squeezed, just right.
The last string that Zhu Wanyi's mind collapsed, and she was not only a rude and barbaric female bandit, but also a shameless female hooligan. She was obviously vulgar, but she exhaled like an orchid, which made him feel blood surging and stirred.
Seeing that he was silent, Ning Wan raised her hand and took off his wet clothes bit by bit, as if she had tear off his last hint of shame and embarrassment. She leaned over and bite her mouth on his undulating chest.
Um……
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