Like his lips that were opened for his kiss, Caesar sucked Chen Sirong's lips hard.
The soft and delicate things are like lily petals wrapped in plump water droplets, and the rich and intoxicating aroma of wine overflows between the lips and teeth.
Caesar's lips were dry and warm, wrapping Chen Sirong's breathing all.
The tongue reached into her lips and she sucked it tightly, as if she would never let go of her master's hand.
Chen Sirong's arm moved from his waist to his neck. She matted her toes hard, and Caesar raised his hand to close the flowing water, then sat on the countertop of the bathroom with her waist.
Chen Sirong's body shrank in an instant, and Caesar folded her legs at this moment and pushed them away from her chest.
Then, his lips left Chen Sirong's lips.
Master... Chen Sirong's voice is stained with the tremolo of desire. Are you leaving?
Caesar looked at Chen Sirong.
She didn't wear underwear, he knew.
At this moment, Chen Sirong was sitting on the slightly higher sink countertop. The suspender in the black skirt had already fallen on her arms. Her legs were picked up by Caesar, she took off her chest, and squeezed her soft breasts out of the rounded shape.
Good boy, hold on.Caesar said, spreading her legs apart to the greatest extent.
Chen Sirong obediently hugged his legs into an M-shaped shape.
The unobstructed Grace is not just a distance between the electronic screen, but a close-knit Grace.
Caesar's slender fingers gently stroked her labia.
The transparent, slightly viscous liquid had already flowed to the countertop.
The clitoris became bigger due to excitement, and Caesar's fingers suddenly pressed heavily on it.
Chen Sirong screamed, her whole body shook violently, but she still remembered to pull the legs that she wanted to close together.
Master... Her voice had long become the same as the water she was flowing out, with only aphrodisiac and no restraint.
Caesar's index finger then opened the gap between her labia and her middle finger, and stroked it back and forth in the gap, sometimes touching the clitoris and sometimes going around.
Chen Sirong instantly fell into a burning hell, and all his feelings were controlled by him.
It was simply an endless stream.
Caesar withdrew his hand, his index finger and middle finger split. The liquid in her body drew a transparent arc-shaped original line from his fingertips, and then quickly fell and dripped into the palm of his hand.
The suit pants were also slightly wet.
After a short rest, Chen Sirong's body had just recovered and calmed down. She was thinking about where the master would touch in a while, and the next second, the slap fell heavily.
landed on her wet labia, on her swollen clitoris.
With the sound of water, the crisp sound of skin contact, and the screams of Chen Sirong.
Her body was uncontrollably shaking with the slap, and her legs fell weakly, trying to close.
Caesar held her ankles and spread her legs again.
Hold it, Grace.
Chen Sirong could only tremble and hug her legs with all her strength. She knew what she would welcome.
A string of slaps from Caesar that have no stops, no pity love.
Every slap fell accurately on Chen Sirong's labia and clitoris.
The sound of water was accompanied by the crisp sound of skin, deafening in the narrow and quiet bathroom.
The ninth time when Caesar dropped his chin, Chen Sirong cried.
The slap stopped, and Caesar lowered his eyes and looked at his dark blue trousers.
A column of water sprayed out, hitting his pants, and then spreading downwards, forming a dark mark.
The skirt fell off the waist as it moved violently, and Chen Sirong exposed her complete breasts.
It was snow-white and pure, like a filled stream of water, shaking in front of her.
Her body kept twitching in the afterglow of her climax.
The black hair was slightly stuck between her forehead due to sweating. Her little face wrinkled in pain and joy at this moment, with a nice moan, with a restrained gentleness.
Everything is...so beautiful.
Caesar thought.
His Grace is so beautiful.
The bathroom slowly calmed down again, and Caesar raised his hand, trying to touch Chen Sirong's breasts.
Chen Sirong opened her eyes at this moment.
During her orgasm, she lost her thoughts from dozens of minutes ago.
She only knew that she had an orgasm, and then, she needed to open her eyes.
The look of her eyes might not be clear enough, but it was enough for her to say that name.
Caesar？
The soft and delicate things are like lily petals wrapped in plump water droplets, and the rich and intoxicating aroma of wine overflows between the lips and teeth.
Caesar's lips were dry and warm, wrapping Chen Sirong's breathing all.
The tongue reached into her lips and she sucked it tightly, as if she would never let go of her master's hand.
Chen Sirong's arm moved from his waist to his neck. She matted her toes hard, and Caesar raised his hand to close the flowing water, then sat on the countertop of the bathroom with her waist.
Chen Sirong's body shrank in an instant, and Caesar folded her legs at this moment and pushed them away from her chest.
Then, his lips left Chen Sirong's lips.
Master... Chen Sirong's voice is stained with the tremolo of desire. Are you leaving?
Caesar looked at Chen Sirong.
She didn't wear underwear, he knew.
At this moment, Chen Sirong was sitting on the slightly higher sink countertop. The suspender in the black skirt had already fallen on her arms. Her legs were picked up by Caesar, she took off her chest, and squeezed her soft breasts out of the rounded shape.
Good boy, hold on.Caesar said, spreading her legs apart to the greatest extent.
Chen Sirong obediently hugged his legs into an M-shaped shape.
The unobstructed Grace is not just a distance between the electronic screen, but a close-knit Grace.
Caesar's slender fingers gently stroked her labia.
The transparent, slightly viscous liquid had already flowed to the countertop.
The clitoris became bigger due to excitement, and Caesar's fingers suddenly pressed heavily on it.
Chen Sirong screamed, her whole body shook violently, but she still remembered to pull the legs that she wanted to close together.
Master... Her voice had long become the same as the water she was flowing out, with only aphrodisiac and no restraint.
Caesar's index finger then opened the gap between her labia and her middle finger, and stroked it back and forth in the gap, sometimes touching the clitoris and sometimes going around.
Chen Sirong instantly fell into a burning hell, and all his feelings were controlled by him.
It was simply an endless stream.
Caesar withdrew his hand, his index finger and middle finger split. The liquid in her body drew a transparent arc-shaped original line from his fingertips, and then quickly fell and dripped into the palm of his hand.
The suit pants were also slightly wet.
After a short rest, Chen Sirong's body had just recovered and calmed down. She was thinking about where the master would touch in a while, and the next second, the slap fell heavily.
landed on her wet labia, on her swollen clitoris.
With the sound of water, the crisp sound of skin contact, and the screams of Chen Sirong.
Her body was uncontrollably shaking with the slap, and her legs fell weakly, trying to close.
Caesar held her ankles and spread her legs again.
Hold it, Grace.
Chen Sirong could only tremble and hug her legs with all her strength. She knew what she would welcome.
A string of slaps from Caesar that have no stops, no pity love.
Every slap fell accurately on Chen Sirong's labia and clitoris.
The sound of water was accompanied by the crisp sound of skin, deafening in the narrow and quiet bathroom.
The ninth time when Caesar dropped his chin, Chen Sirong cried.
The slap stopped, and Caesar lowered his eyes and looked at his dark blue trousers.
A column of water sprayed out, hitting his pants, and then spreading downwards, forming a dark mark.
The skirt fell off the waist as it moved violently, and Chen Sirong exposed her complete breasts.
It was snow-white and pure, like a filled stream of water, shaking in front of her.
Her body kept twitching in the afterglow of her climax.
The black hair was slightly stuck between her forehead due to sweating. Her little face wrinkled in pain and joy at this moment, with a nice moan, with a restrained gentleness.
Everything is...so beautiful.
Caesar thought.
His Grace is so beautiful.
The bathroom slowly calmed down again, and Caesar raised his hand, trying to touch Chen Sirong's breasts.
Chen Sirong opened her eyes at this moment.
During her orgasm, she lost her thoughts from dozens of minutes ago.
She only knew that she had an orgasm, and then, she needed to open her eyes.
The look of her eyes might not be clear enough, but it was enough for her to say that name.
Caesar？
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