Chapter 22 The Romantic Prince (H) Sheng

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Fang Junchi turned the jade posture of his hand, which was as thick as his thumb on his head, and the thicker it was to the tail. There was a small hook at the handle.

The green color penetrated into the pink hole bit by bit, and it was instantly cute and seductive.

While rotating the insertion of the jade, he simulated the thrust in a small way. He noticed the woman's honest arching body slightly while holding her breath, digesting the warm and stimulating touch: Do you like it?Your little tender pussy is too tight. I specially ordered people to create this set of jade styles for you to use to train your tender pussy. If you adapt to it later, you will have a larger size.

Um... There were dense nerves at the mouth of the hole, and the jade momentum was soft. Ning Wan only felt slightly swollen. The hungry hole flesh was numb and numb, and she sucked and released happily.

After inserting three inches, it was difficult to push. Fang Junchi endured the blue veins on his forehead. His pink mouth was swallowing with difficulty. Occasionally, a crystal liquid overflowed out as he twitched, like little dewdrops, making him want to change into his cock and bury it in this ecstasy pussy and thrust in and out freely.

Fang Junchi used his fingers to push his tail into the honey hole. The hole that was stretched to the emerald green jade was slightly white, which was enough to show that it was tight and tender.

Well, Ah~ Prince... It's so supportive.Ning Wan kept twisting her body, and as the jade force penetrated to the bottom, the swollen small flesh core between the shell meat was also poked, which stimulated her lower abdomen and felt sour. The smooth flow of vaginal fluid made her feel incontinent.

But the jade posture is no longer as good as the hot cock. Soon the wriggling hole is no longer satisfied. It feels like being bitten by an ant deeper part. I really want to be inserted into something bigger and thicker, stirring it hard... She cried softly: Prince... Pity is so itchy inside...

The sound of overflowing from the quilt was low and mèi, like a tiny brush brushing through his heart, making him feel inappropriate in everything and longing for everything.

But Fang Junchi waited until the jade force was thrust smoothly without any obstacles, and then he pulled out the jade force with a pop, and immediately a small stream of vaginal fluid flowed out from the mouth of the pink hole and poured into the thick mattress blanket under him.

When the thick, hard and hot flesh inserted in a fierce manner, spreading the folds and pushing to the soft flesh of the flower heart deep, Ning Wan was so comfortable that she even raised her toes, like a burst of electric current passing by, her mind was empty.

At the moment of orgasm, she screamed suddenly and stopped, and she hurriedly bit the quilt, her whole body still trembling.

She was afraid, shy and annoyed, and carefully identified her little ears. She could only hear the squeaking sounds made by the wheels as the wheels rolled and Dada's horse's hooves. She thought she was driving on the official road without any movement, and there was also... the man sighed with satisfaction and comfort.

It was like steel was wrapped in velvet, and the hot liquid poured from the head of the pocket was damp and warm, and the ecstasy tightness made his pores open all over his body. Fang Junchi gritted his teeth, and after the comfort that was thrust into his mind, he lifted her tender white legs with his elbow and began to thrust slowly.

Um... Well... The two of them were quickly indulged in a new round of lust. The man's thrust was not fast. He pulled out a little and then scattered them all.

Every time he moved, the woman would groan, and her breasts were slightly swaying. Fortunately, the carriage was thick and heavy enough, otherwise it would seem from the outside that the carriage could be bumped up on the flat ground.

Because of the slow movement, the senses of vision, smell, touch and other senses are sharp to the limit. The meat contracts and squirms, holding the penis and sucking with its small mouth. The huge mushroom head is like a curious child, exploring every sensitivity in the hole in the changing angle.

It seemed that even the blue smoke lingered out of the incense burner also brought a hint of lewd sweet fragrance.