Chapter 12

The night is dark.

The dance party for newlyweds in the summer palace is still continuing, and the groom's body has gradually cooled down.

Rey lay on the ground with his back on the sky, and the blood had solidified on the wound on his chest, showing a dark brown color that had lost its vitality.

His eyes were still open in disbelief, with the fear and horror left before his death.

Blood spread out from him and spilled into a pungent puddle on the luxurious carpet.

This is the scene of a murder, with a cold sword still thrown to the ground, telling the story of the murderer being so cruel.

But through the faint gauze curtain, the scene on the big bed was erotic and lewd.

The girl's white body was pressed under the man, like a pure lamb falling into the clutches of devils.

She moaned reluctantly and restrainedly, grabbed the sheet under her body with her little hands, buried her whole face in the quilt, her butt raised high, and her slender waist bent into a soft curve that makes people tremble.

A thick and hot cock kept coming and going between her thighs. Every time it was pulled out, crystal clear vaginal fluid splashed on the man's lower abdomen.

Every time it was inserted, two wet eggs slapped the girl's snow buttocks, slapped the buttocks covered with fingerprints into a redder and tempting way.

Well...well...Ah... I resisted this time with my heart, but Ye Xuan's body had already become familiar with Xizel.

Realizing that Rey was really killed by Cizel, Ye Xuan shouted like a collapse.

She beat Cizel desperately and loudly ordered Cizel to get out of here, but Cizel was unmoved. Instead, she locked Ye Xuan in her arms. While kissing her fiercely, she took off her clothes in a few seconds.

When the penis was inserted into the flower hole, both of them couldn't help but moan.

My sister's passage was still very dry, and the flower wall tucked the penis tightly. The pleasure of being too tight made Cizel almost lose his semen.

He spread Ye Xuan's legs a little wider, and reached out to knead her pussy and flower beads: Lily, relax, you are too tight.

You let me go, go out... um... go out... Taking advantage of Ye Xuan's chance to struggle, Cizel pushed her lips with her tongue, hooked Ye Xuan's fragrant tongue and kept sucking and kissing.

Ye Xuan could only make a vague sound of resistance, and as the man was violently rampant, silver threads flowed down the corner of her mouth.

The cock in the flower hole slowly twitched. The man played with Ye Xuan's nipples with one hand, and twisted the congested and swollen flower beads with the other hand. The small mouth opened and closed, and began to spit out vaginal fluid.

Ye Xuan forced herself to not let her moan, but her physical reaction could not be concealed.

The flower hole became wet and wet, and the mèi meat in the hole was also wrapped around the iron rod-like penis. While the penis and the hole were sucked, more vaginal fluid was secreted, making Cizel's in and out smoother.

The man's thrusting gradually accelerated, and his crotch hit the girl's flower house hard, and the sound of water was endless.

Ye Xuan was weak all over, and the breasts on her chest kept shaking with Cizel's movements. On her two thighs, her nipples were pounding tremblingly, looking pity-like and cute.

Ah, don't...so fast... Although this body was developed very well by Cizel, Ye Xuan hadn't done it for more than half a year after all. Cizel inserted it quickly and deeply, and she pushed it to the soft flesh every time, and she finally couldn't stand it.

But Cizel was like torture her on purpose. He put Ye Xuan's right leg on his shoulder, and saw that the mouth of his pussy had been stretched almost transparently, and he was sucking and spitting his iron rod with difficulty.

He made another heavy deep tip, and again, poking his sister's heart like a pile-up.

When a large stream of water was sprayed out from Hua's heart, he pushed open Ye Xuan's cervix and inserted most of his rod into it.