Chapter 26 What happened in the couple's private room

Because the couple's private room is quiet and hidden, under normal circumstances, no one comes to disturb them, and their movements are not easily discovered.

So, they sat in each other, and Tang Miao sat sideways in Yang Jun's arms. Yang Jun lifted her bra and sucked her plump breasts passionately. At the same time, his hands were also addicted to fucking.

Tang Miao's moans were also particularly annoying. Yang Jun gently lifted her legs and gently pulled the zipper on her skirt, and the small pink underwear was completely presented to her eyes.

Yang Jun couldn't help but pull her skirt slowly to the base of her thighs, and Tang Miao also cooperated to lift her round and beautiful buttocks lightly.

The stimulation of snow-white and pink made Yang Jun forget the existence of reason. Yang Jun kissed Li's waist and felt her body tremble.

He placed Tang Miao flat on the sofa and licked the inner side of her thigh with his tongue.

A mysterious fragrance of flowers that will never be forgotten between Tang Miao's sexy legs will quickly expand, and it will be close and separate in front of him like a cloud of fog. The white and red skin will produce small particles-like protrusions due to this stimulation...

Through the thin underwear, under the temptation of Tang Miao's unique fragrance, Yang Jun slowly squeezed the center of the protruding between her white legs with the front end of her nose. The thin piece of cloth slowly turned from a faint wetness to the fullest.

Yang Jun slowly lifted up his underwear, and sticky nectar continued to gush out of the pink petals, which showed clearness like a spring in the dim light...

In her doting but slightly confused gaze, Yang Jun gently released his majestic organs, touching the trickle of clear spring in the petals like a dragonfly, letting the fiery feeling spread all over his body.

With her tacit approval, she explored the mystery of her green valley from top to bottom. Wherever she went, the warm fire made him crazy.

An indescribable pleasure filled all his nerves.

Amid Tang Miao's intermittent and rapid breathing, Yang Jun felt that his body was no longer under his control. Under the guidance of the strong ecstasy pleasure, he subconsciously rushed towards the maddening mysterious source...

When the object entered the entrance of Tang Miao's small corridor and tentatively wandered, Yang Jun's body was tightly surrounded by the tender and smooth valley with sticky juice. The pure pleasure made his wild lust expand endlessly.

Yang Jun looked at Tang Miao, her soft face showed an angel-like light. She had spread her wings to him, welcomed him, the lost lamb, and allowed his beastly nature to be released here.

At this time, lust had completely dominated Yang Jun's thoughts. He wanted to enter the mysterious garden. He wanted to explore every inch of land in the forbidden area. He wanted to water it enthusiastically to make the poppy-like lust bloom in Tang Miao's magical garden...

Yang Jun entered slowly uncontrollably with force, pushing away the slightly opened petals with the sticky juice, and blood rushed toward his head. Even the sweet saliva in Tang Miao's mouth could not cool down his impulse.

Yang Jun's magical desire continued to surge, and Tang Miao screamed in his ear, so arrogant and mad.

Yang Jun slowly leaned on Tang Miao's ever-rimming holy chest, while Tang Miao stretched out his lotus-like arm to hug him gently like a baby.

Once again, he lost all his thoughts, and his body's desire gradually became stronger.

Yang Jun's lower body slowly surging gently in Tang Miao's dew-filled flower disc, but he didn't dare to touch the garland in the sill anymore.

A stream of warm, sticky nectar surged out of the path. Yang Jun covered his body with holy water in the mountains filled with clear springs, and subconsciously wandered nostalgic at the entrance of the path.

He wanted to enter, but he did not pick the holy wreath in such an environment.

Therefore, he just ran wildly on the edge of Huacheng. With Yang Jun's body twitching in a shallow but rapid manner, Tang Miao also fell into the spiral of sexual desire.

The soft moans coming from her small nose, the constant current-like pleasure almost made Yang Jun want to attack the mysterious city regardless of everything, but every time he arrived at the city gate, Tang Miao's painful screams stopped Yang Jun.

At this time, the enthusiasm accumulated in the lower abdomen has risen to the extreme and he needs to release it.

Yang Jun gently pressed Tang Miao's legs against her chest, pressed her body into Tang Miao's sticky and warm mountains, and at the same time, she pressed on the source of her joy, and vigorously traveled up and down both ends of the valley. Although she could not enter the valley, she also had sexual pleasure.

Tang Miao hooked his neck, ready to face the danger of entering.

As the enthusiasm was about to be released, after a tremor, a little white enthusiasm had penetrated into the path. Yang Jun gasped and gently leaned on Tang Miao's chest.

Yang Jun took up his trousers and sat upright. Looking at the fishy white liquid, which filled the entrance of the path and the blooming pink petals, he pulled out a tissue from the coffee table to help Li wipe it, but Tang Miao grabbed his hand and shook his head gently.

Under his gaze, Tang Miao shyly lifted her skirt up and sat on Yang Jun's legs and hugged his neck.

Brother Jun, I love you!

Tang Miao blew in his ears like orchids and inauspiciously, rubbing her hot face and Yang Jun's face gently, kissing his lips like a kitten...