When Zhong Lang came out of the bathroom, he did not find Ning Wan's figure. After asking, he found out that she had left early.
The upset Zhong Lang also quietly left the suffocating atmosphere and returned to the dormitory where he lived in the south of the city, and couldn't sleep.
Sometimes it was the dream that made him very ashamed, and sometimes it was Ning Wan's bright face at the dinner party.
I recalled those words about her, and I wonder which unlucky guy she fell in love with tonight.
Perhaps it was alcohol that he suddenly thrust a carp, grabbed the small card on the table and ran out.
The so-called impulse is to act in one go. Zhong Lang was empty-headed and ran to the hotel in the north of the city without stopping. He went upstairs, found 4019, swiped the card, and the door opened with a beep sound.
The door was locked, and the hot dress was quietly lying on the carpet in the living room. He turned to the door and saw a scene that made his blood craze from the glass partition that was still unclosed.
This time the porcelain white bathtub is filled with dark red liquid, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.
The naked woman soaked in the red wine, with suspicious redness floating on her cheeks, as enchanting as a blooming poppy.
The man who suddenly appeared was also startled Ning Wan. Before she could come back to her senses, the man stepped into the bathroom, stretched out his arm and carried her out of the bathtub. With a clatter, the burgundy liquid dripped down, as if he couldn't wait for a moment, so he placed her nearby on the bathroom.
She was afraid that she was not afraid, but the pace was a little faster than she thought.
Zhong Lang, you... um... As soon as she spoke, she was blocked by the breathless young man leaning over and his warm breath occupied the land through his unorganized kiss.
The slightly thick tongue quickly pried open her teeth, hooked her fragrant little tongue and sucked hard.
The sizzling sound of water made people blush and heartbeat. Ning Wan was kissed softly and numbly by him, and her whole body trembled, and she had to raise her head to endure his rage.
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, Zhong Lang let go of her pretty lips. Ning Wan took the opportunity to breathe. A lewd silver thread was still holding the corner of her mouth. Her towering chest was undulating, and her tone was already: Zhong Lang!
Zhong Lang ignored the woman's anger, his red eyes swam over her body, and the snow-white ketone body with dark red wine remaining was particularly erotic. He walked around the two big breasts like lotus pods and winded up to the mysterious triangle.
Just looking at him, he felt so hard that his eyes were hot, and he stared at Ning Wan's eyes that were glowing with water vapor: I'll continue what happened that day.
Call Ah~
The next second, Zhong Lang lowered his head and held a nipple on her chest, his lips and tongue were hot. He sucked hard first, and then he teased the big tongue in circles, feeling the little thing getting harder and harder in his mouth. One hand went to the other side that was neglected, grabbed it vigorously, and rubbed it clockwise.
Ning Wan was made like an ants eroded bones by him. Alcohol had an aphrodisiac effect. Her sensitive body was the most honest. She straightened her chest to allow him to take care of her better.
My lower abdomen felt sore and soft, and a gurgling stream slowly gushed out, and my vagina between my legs was already wet.
She couldn't help but want to put her legs together to relieve the commotion inside her body.
Perhaps feeling her situation, Zhong Lang let go of the ravaged piece of pink breasts, and one of the red nipples was stained with saliva.
Zhong Lang squatted down, ignoring the woman's screams, and firmly spread her straight legs.
As he thought, it was as plump as white and fat steamed buns, with light-colored hair sparse and a thin red slit in the middle, with dark red wine gathering. Looking closely, the thin slit was slowly overflowing with crystal beads, which was particularly lustful.
Zhong Lang stretched out his fingers and pushed apart the two tender flesh, thus revealing a small honey hole, which closed due to the tense contraction of the owner...
The upset Zhong Lang also quietly left the suffocating atmosphere and returned to the dormitory where he lived in the south of the city, and couldn't sleep.
Sometimes it was the dream that made him very ashamed, and sometimes it was Ning Wan's bright face at the dinner party.
I recalled those words about her, and I wonder which unlucky guy she fell in love with tonight.
Perhaps it was alcohol that he suddenly thrust a carp, grabbed the small card on the table and ran out.
The so-called impulse is to act in one go. Zhong Lang was empty-headed and ran to the hotel in the north of the city without stopping. He went upstairs, found 4019, swiped the card, and the door opened with a beep sound.
The door was locked, and the hot dress was quietly lying on the carpet in the living room. He turned to the door and saw a scene that made his blood craze from the glass partition that was still unclosed.
This time the porcelain white bathtub is filled with dark red liquid, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.
The naked woman soaked in the red wine, with suspicious redness floating on her cheeks, as enchanting as a blooming poppy.
The man who suddenly appeared was also startled Ning Wan. Before she could come back to her senses, the man stepped into the bathroom, stretched out his arm and carried her out of the bathtub. With a clatter, the burgundy liquid dripped down, as if he couldn't wait for a moment, so he placed her nearby on the bathroom.
She was afraid that she was not afraid, but the pace was a little faster than she thought.
Zhong Lang, you... um... As soon as she spoke, she was blocked by the breathless young man leaning over and his warm breath occupied the land through his unorganized kiss.
The slightly thick tongue quickly pried open her teeth, hooked her fragrant little tongue and sucked hard.
The sizzling sound of water made people blush and heartbeat. Ning Wan was kissed softly and numbly by him, and her whole body trembled, and she had to raise her head to endure his rage.
Finally, when she was about to suffocate, Zhong Lang let go of her pretty lips. Ning Wan took the opportunity to breathe. A lewd silver thread was still holding the corner of her mouth. Her towering chest was undulating, and her tone was already: Zhong Lang!
Zhong Lang ignored the woman's anger, his red eyes swam over her body, and the snow-white ketone body with dark red wine remaining was particularly erotic. He walked around the two big breasts like lotus pods and winded up to the mysterious triangle.
Just looking at him, he felt so hard that his eyes were hot, and he stared at Ning Wan's eyes that were glowing with water vapor: I'll continue what happened that day.
Call Ah~
The next second, Zhong Lang lowered his head and held a nipple on her chest, his lips and tongue were hot. He sucked hard first, and then he teased the big tongue in circles, feeling the little thing getting harder and harder in his mouth. One hand went to the other side that was neglected, grabbed it vigorously, and rubbed it clockwise.
Ning Wan was made like an ants eroded bones by him. Alcohol had an aphrodisiac effect. Her sensitive body was the most honest. She straightened her chest to allow him to take care of her better.
My lower abdomen felt sore and soft, and a gurgling stream slowly gushed out, and my vagina between my legs was already wet.
She couldn't help but want to put her legs together to relieve the commotion inside her body.
Perhaps feeling her situation, Zhong Lang let go of the ravaged piece of pink breasts, and one of the red nipples was stained with saliva.
Zhong Lang squatted down, ignoring the woman's screams, and firmly spread her straight legs.
As he thought, it was as plump as white and fat steamed buns, with light-colored hair sparse and a thin red slit in the middle, with dark red wine gathering. Looking closely, the thin slit was slowly overflowing with crystal beads, which was particularly lustful.
Zhong Lang stretched out his fingers and pushed apart the two tender flesh, thus revealing a small honey hole, which closed due to the tense contraction of the owner...