He closed his eyes and wanted to escape from the gradually dense web of desire, but after his vision was blocked, Li Jiaojiao's hands naturally appeared in his mind.
Her hands were as delicate as hers, and even her nails were regularly cared for. Her fingers were as delicate as white as mutton fat jade carvings, but the touch was extremely soft and delicate.
Even the color difference was lewd enough when holding his purple penis, let alone she was very good at playing.
The five fingers are sometimes closed together and sometimes slightly opened, the thumb is just right, and then the attack on the urethra is not always coming, but it is unexpected every time, making the pleasure unexpected. The most fatal thing is to explode in the body without any precaution.
Meng Jingtong realized that closing his eyes would make pleasure accumulate in his body faster. He opened his eyes again, but met Li Jiaojiao's interesting eyes.
I thought you were asleep.
Meng Jing was a little confused about whether she was stabbing him or playing seriously at the same time, so she took it out.
She kept touching her pants, her movements were restricted very much, and her pleasure was sometimes strong and weak, which made people itchy.
Li Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue at him, smiling proudly: Don’t you want to sleep?
Not sleeping anymore.As early as when she reached in, her sleepiness dissipated like smoke, but Meng Jingtong didn't want to admit it, so she took it out.
Meng Jingtong's tough surrender made Li Jiaojiao very proud. She smiled and raised her foot and kicked the blanket on the ground twice before her other hand began to slowly unbutton his pants.
She was particularly slow and deliberately trying to scrub people, but the hand holding his penis was still maintaining the light and heavy movements. Her eyes stared at him, blatantly writing the word "observation" on her face.
Then he accurately got stuck at the moment when Meng Jingtong's last little patience evaporated and took out the hard giant.
You're too hard to take off your pants, so you can't blame me.She shook the blame cleanly with a thick face, and she did not forget to blink at Meng Jingtong to express her innocence: And your smelly thing is too thick and it is difficult to take off.
alright.Meng Jingtong didn't want to care about these things with her, because it was useless to care. Li Jiaojiao always had a hundred fallacies to lead people to the wrong way. Let me get up.
Li Jiaojiao is still lying on his body, with her chin resting on his chest. As the girl's weak and soft breathing was, her pointed chin made life hurt.
don't want.
She squinted her eyes, wondering what she thought of: You fucked me so hard in the classroom just now, let me be on it this time.
Meng Jingtong had a bad premonition, but she could do nothing about it.
Wear condoms.
knew!Li Jiaojiao pouted: Long-winded.
She lazily got up from Meng Jingtong, and when she came back with the bag, she pulled the blanket on his body directly to the ground. Seeing his naked upper body and his clothes suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
Just now, the group of girls who were sitting under the bottom and watching Meng Jing and fucking fucking flowers did not know that their cold president had such a time to be slaughtered.
She took out a condom from the box, carefully put it on Meng Jingtong's little brother, then straddled back to Meng Jingtong, and slowly lifted up the hem of her nightgown.
Meng Jingtong only noticed that her nightgown was also from the big cat, but the small skirt, which was obviously cute, immediately changed its flavor when it came to Li Jiaojiao. The peach-pink suspender was loosely hooked on the girl's thin right-angled shoulders. The whole skirt was pulled up by her, and her chest dissipated, and her breasts squeezed out tremblingly with a plump and round line.
The dim light spread a round and full edge to the arc. Meng Jingtong did not come to his senses until he heard Li Jiaojiao's laughter.
Is it good-looking?
She pulled her pajamas up two more minutes, revealing her flat belly, and her slender waistline was surrounded by the hazy night, showing a strange charm.
It looks good.
Stop making trouble.
Meng Jingtong raised her hand and blocked the view in front of her with her forearm. Her cool voice mixed with a slight hoarseness: Sit down.
Her hands were as delicate as hers, and even her nails were regularly cared for. Her fingers were as delicate as white as mutton fat jade carvings, but the touch was extremely soft and delicate.
Even the color difference was lewd enough when holding his purple penis, let alone she was very good at playing.
The five fingers are sometimes closed together and sometimes slightly opened, the thumb is just right, and then the attack on the urethra is not always coming, but it is unexpected every time, making the pleasure unexpected. The most fatal thing is to explode in the body without any precaution.
Meng Jingtong realized that closing his eyes would make pleasure accumulate in his body faster. He opened his eyes again, but met Li Jiaojiao's interesting eyes.
I thought you were asleep.
Meng Jing was a little confused about whether she was stabbing him or playing seriously at the same time, so she took it out.
She kept touching her pants, her movements were restricted very much, and her pleasure was sometimes strong and weak, which made people itchy.
Li Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue at him, smiling proudly: Don’t you want to sleep?
Not sleeping anymore.As early as when she reached in, her sleepiness dissipated like smoke, but Meng Jingtong didn't want to admit it, so she took it out.
Meng Jingtong's tough surrender made Li Jiaojiao very proud. She smiled and raised her foot and kicked the blanket on the ground twice before her other hand began to slowly unbutton his pants.
She was particularly slow and deliberately trying to scrub people, but the hand holding his penis was still maintaining the light and heavy movements. Her eyes stared at him, blatantly writing the word "observation" on her face.
Then he accurately got stuck at the moment when Meng Jingtong's last little patience evaporated and took out the hard giant.
You're too hard to take off your pants, so you can't blame me.She shook the blame cleanly with a thick face, and she did not forget to blink at Meng Jingtong to express her innocence: And your smelly thing is too thick and it is difficult to take off.
alright.Meng Jingtong didn't want to care about these things with her, because it was useless to care. Li Jiaojiao always had a hundred fallacies to lead people to the wrong way. Let me get up.
Li Jiaojiao is still lying on his body, with her chin resting on his chest. As the girl's weak and soft breathing was, her pointed chin made life hurt.
don't want.
She squinted her eyes, wondering what she thought of: You fucked me so hard in the classroom just now, let me be on it this time.
Meng Jingtong had a bad premonition, but she could do nothing about it.
Wear condoms.
knew!Li Jiaojiao pouted: Long-winded.
She lazily got up from Meng Jingtong, and when she came back with the bag, she pulled the blanket on his body directly to the ground. Seeing his naked upper body and his clothes suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
Just now, the group of girls who were sitting under the bottom and watching Meng Jing and fucking fucking flowers did not know that their cold president had such a time to be slaughtered.
She took out a condom from the box, carefully put it on Meng Jingtong's little brother, then straddled back to Meng Jingtong, and slowly lifted up the hem of her nightgown.
Meng Jingtong only noticed that her nightgown was also from the big cat, but the small skirt, which was obviously cute, immediately changed its flavor when it came to Li Jiaojiao. The peach-pink suspender was loosely hooked on the girl's thin right-angled shoulders. The whole skirt was pulled up by her, and her chest dissipated, and her breasts squeezed out tremblingly with a plump and round line.
The dim light spread a round and full edge to the arc. Meng Jingtong did not come to his senses until he heard Li Jiaojiao's laughter.
Is it good-looking?
She pulled her pajamas up two more minutes, revealing her flat belly, and her slender waistline was surrounded by the hazy night, showing a strange charm.
It looks good.
Stop making trouble.
Meng Jingtong raised her hand and blocked the view in front of her with her forearm. Her cool voice mixed with a slight hoarseness: Sit down.
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