Lao Zhao's penis was not thick, and his glans seemed to have life, jumping under the gaze of his eldest daughter-in-law.
Gong Wenyin stood up in panic and rushed to the washbasin to lean down. The faucet was clattering, accompanied by her dry cough.
After ejaculation, Lao Zhao realized that it was inappropriate: Wen Yin, I don’t know what’s going on…
Dad, it's okay...
Gong Wenyin's face was as bright as a peach blossom, and she frowned and closed her eyes, which made her look particularly uncomfortable. She barely supported her upper body, her fair and delicate legs continued to tremble, her jade feet were white and tender, sometimes tiptoed, sometimes closing, resisting the evil desires that rose from her body.
The seductive and delicious prey was right in front of him. Lao Zhao didn't care about anything now and hurriedly stood up. The soreness of the waist and back pain mentioned just now were all fake.
He came behind Gong Wenyin and looked at himself in the mirror. His sparse and white hair, wrinkles everywhere, narrow corners of his eyes, flat nose, and pale face and thin skin. What an old man.
But standing in front of him was a young and beautiful woman full of the charm of a mature woman. Her lips were as beautiful as dripping, her face was rosy and shiny. Her skin from the snow neck to the collarbone was fairer than snow. Her towering chest supported the nightgown with a full curve, exuding a mature and soft temperament.
Um...
After Gong Wenyin was hugged, she had almost no resistance. Lao Zhao, which was holding her soft chest, had even exerted much force, and had already penetrated the white milk.
Dad, what are you doing...
She wanted to push and shoved her back, and Lao Zhao hugged her tighter, crazily sniffing the eldest daughter-in-law's slender pink neck, and her half-hard and unsoft penis rubbed back and forth in the crack of her jade buttocks.
Wen Yin Ah, I miss you so much, you can’t help it, right?
Gong Wenyin's heart was even more confused, and her lips were even trembling: Dad, what are you talking about, me, I...
It was also at this moment that Zhao Qingyi's crisp voice came from outside the bathroom door: Hello!Dad, sister-in-law, are you in there?
This reminder of the bell and mute drum made Gong Wenyin, who was trapped in lust, wake up immediately. She looked at the intimate actions of the two in the mirror with embarrassment, pushed Lao Zhao away behind her, fled from the bathroom in panic, leaving only the stunned Lao Zhao.
Wen Yin, Wen Yin!
Zhao Qingyi probably knew that she had been in trouble, so she stretched out her tongue and returned to her room in shame.
You, stop here!
Old Zhao was furious and was sure that his daughter was here to make trouble on purpose, but when he put on his pants and ran out of the door, there was no sign of his daughter. He was unwilling to accept that he wanted to try to unscrew Gong Wenyin's door, but the other party had already locked it.
My daughter's room was also locked, and she ignored her no matter how Lao Zhao knocked on the door outside, and she became even more angry.
Okay, if you bully me one by one, you will bully me!Old Zhao was so angry that his wrists trembled.
Suddenly, Ouyang Zhen's voice came from behind: Dad, what are you doing?
Old Zhao turned around in shock and saw her opening a crack in the door, revealing half of her side, her eyes full of alert.
Me, this...
Ouyang Zhen’s expression was cold and aggressive: Dad, do you know that this is sexual harassment?
Xiao Zhen, you misunderstood this, I just looked for... to find her... to chat... Lao Zhao said, his tone gradually weakened, and he didn't even dare to look at her.
Since Ouyang Zhen started working in a law firm, her elite and sharp temperament has always made Lao Zhao a little afraid, as if she had seen through what she was thinking in her heart.
Bang!Ouyang Zhen stopped talking and simply closed the door.
It's over, it's all over...
He returned to the room like a defeated rooster, laying expressionlessly on the bed.
The roof was raining all night, and the headache was about to break out again. This time it was more serious than before. The pain was so that he could not speak at all. There were bloodshot in the corners of his eyes, his heart was beating faster and faster, and he even felt like he was about to stop suddenly.
Am I going to die? His eyes gradually became wet, his wrists continued to shake, and then his limbs became numb and spread throughout his body.
At the last moment when his vision was dark in front of him, his heart suddenly started beating again, and the ploping sound was like a fairy music.
Ha ha……
He gasped heavily, his flat chest fluctuated violently, like a suffocating and dry fish returning to the water. With such a unique near-death experience, Lao Zhao was both grateful and afraid. He obviously felt that his condition was getting worse and worse, but he still had many things to settle, and he was really unwilling to accept it.
He stared at the ceiling, his vision became blurry, and he was a little dark. He couldn't do anything and felt tired like he had never felt before.
The call from afar appeared again, hazy and vague, he couldn't hear it clearly, but he could probably hear it. This was a young female voice, like Lin Jing, the well-behaved and obedient female student.
Lin Jing, is it the King of Hell that wants to pull me away?
Lao Zhao is a person who can face life and death directly, but at this moment he feels sad and uncomfortable, but he is also resentful and unwilling to accept it. All kinds of emotions are intertwined, and in fear and fear, his eyelids are closed.
I don’t know how long it took, as if it had spanned a long time, and then a dazzling light dispelled all the darkness. Old Zhao was able to slowly open his eyes, and it turned out to be a ray of rising sun outside the window.
He looked at his hands and feet, his fingers closed and spread out, and he stroked the pillow, quilt, mattress, and the touch was very real, unlike in hell.
It turns out that I am still alive... Old Zhao grinned and rolled hard on the bed like an old naughty boy.
He was energetic and dressed neatly, and just opened the door, he heard a quiet conversation between Ouyang Zhen and Gong Wenyin.
Wen Yin lowered her voice: So suddenly, have you two really decided to move out?
Well, Jing Xin is like this, and I am worried that there will be more and more conflicts in the future.
OK, then when are you going to move?
Just tomorrow, I will finish it early tonight.
Old Zhao closed the door again, and a lot of turmoil in his heart. Ouyang Zhen was actually leaving this home.
Thinking of this, a trace of fierceness flashed across his eyes, but it quickly became dark. What else could he do? Ouyang would no longer eat any honey, or even touch anything he gave him. He might never have the chance to succeed again.
He walked out of the room after Ouyang Zhen went to work.
Seeing Lao Zhao come out, Gong Wenyin's eyes dodged a little: Dad, you're hungry, I'll get you breakfast.
He nodded silently, a little disheartened at this moment.
Dad, good morning!
Zhao Qingyi jumped up from the sofa, ran over and grabbed Lao Zhao's arm and shook it, looking at him with a flattering look. The nightgown suspender with her shoulders slid down at some point, revealing a large area of white and tender skin.
He said angrily: What are you doing? What are you doing? You can sit in a sitting position. Look at you, it's true.
Zhao Qingyi giggled, pierced her face into his chest, pretending to be spoiled: Dad, are you still angry with me~
Yes, very angry.
In fact, Lao Zhao loves his daughter very much, so how could he have an overnight revenge? But he still pretends to be serious with a stern face, wanting to teach his daughter a profound lesson.
Zhao Qingyi believed it, curled her lips, sat next to her with a resentful face, watching Lao Zhao finish his breakfast by himself.
Look, I'll go down for a walk.
Zhao Qingyi's eyes lit up: Dad, I want to go too, I'll accompany you.
No, I'll go by myself, you, stay at home.Lao Zhao's words were decisive and directly cut off all Zhao Qingyi's hope. She became even more depressed and returned to the room alone and slammed the door.
Hey, this girl.
Lao Zhao still has to continue to implement the honey plan, and of course he cannot let his daughter come with him to make trouble. Although Ouyang Zhen is no longer able to succeed, at least he can still work hard on the beautiful wife downstairs.
The elevator stopped on the sixth floor, and Lao Zhao's face became amiable again, and he gently knocked on Tang Wu's door.
Unexpectedly, another girl who opened the door was about the early twenties, with slightly curly burgundy hair, her eyes were bright and vivid, her jade nose was delicate, her teeth were white, her lips were red, and she had a little charming and agility.
She blinked: Who are you looking for?
Old Zhao was a little stunned. He looked up at the door number and confirmed it was 601. He said tremblingly: I, I am looking for...
Oh I remember you, you are the old man who fell down on a bicycle.
Yes...
Old Zhao also remembered that the girl in front of him was called Xiao, who was standing beside Tang Wu that day and chatted with a group of vicious bodyguards, which was very difficult to mess with.
After hearing this, Tang Wu came immediately: It’s Teacher Zhao, come and invite you in.
Before coming, Lao Zhao had already compiled it for a good reason: Xiaowu, I'm here again, haha, I just walked around the community, thinking about coming up and taking a look, where is the land?
Tang Wu apologized: Teacher Zhao, it’s a coincidence that her husband is already at work. He told me last night that when will you come up again? He will definitely take a leave to chat with you.
That's great, hehe.
After some greetings, Lao Zhao took the tea made by Tang Wu and started drinking it leisurely.
Tang Wu pointed to the girl next to her: Teacher Zhao, this is my best friend, her name is Xiao Dai, last time... you two should have met, right?
Lao Zhao nodded: Yes, I still remember it when we met. In this way, I will call you Xiao Dai.
Well, it's OK.
Xiao Dai was a little cold and seemed to not want to pay attention to Lao Zhao. She turned her head and talked to Tang Wu about her experiences at school.
Tang Wu was wearing a comfortable pink home skirt, while Xiao Dai was dressed in a youthful style on campus, wearing a black plaid skirt, with a thin dark red jacket on the outside, with well-proportioned and delicate black silk legs paired with leather shoes. One of the leather shoes was shaking unconsciously, leaving only the toes slightly hooked, and the black silk heel was exquisite and greasy, carrying the innocent temptation of a girl.
Old Zhao glanced at him, but Xiao Dai seemed to notice it. He glanced at him gently, turned his head and started chatting.
With Xiao Dai's intervention, Lao Zhao's honey water plan became very passive, and he was neither sitting nor standing, and lived like a candle.
But he decided to use the trick, so he coughed lightly: Xiaowu Ah, I still have a lot of honey at home, why don’t I go and get some for Xiao Dai so that more people can taste it.
Xiao Dai is quite interested in sweets: What kind of honey is it? Did you pick it yourself?
Of course, I picked it myself, absolutely pure and natural.
Old Zhao was very proud when he bragged. Seeing that he was about to get up, Tang Wu hurriedly said: Teacher Zhao, it is not convenient for you to walk around. I still have a lot here. I can't finish drinking it alone. I can give it a little to Dai'er.
Haha, OK, let Xiao Dai taste whether it fits her mouth first.
Tang Wu got up and went to the kitchen, and quickly filled a cup of honey water and handed it to Xiao Dai. Seeing this, Lao Zhao hurriedly urged her: Xiao Wu, why don’t you drink it?
I just finished breakfast.
Alas it's okay, it's suitable to drink in the morning, it's okay to drink more.
Lao Zhao's enthusiasm made it difficult for Tang Wu to refuse, so she nodded gently: OK, I'll just drink a little.
Xiao Dai sat next to her and quickly finished a drink, licked her lips: It tastes good, sweet but not greasy, it just has... Well, how to say it, it has a very strange smell.
Old Zhao was shocked and quickly explained: Is that true? This is Jingtiao honey, which has a sweet taste and may be a little sour, which is normal.
Is it sour? It seems either it’s sour or a little... Xiao Dai couldn’t describe the smell and frowned..
At this time, Tang Wu also drank a small cup, but she didn't drink it anymore, and in the end she was all drunk by Xiao Dai.
Tang Wu's strangeness came earlier this time. She pursed her lips, looked at the time on the wall, and whispered: Dai'er, I... have something to be busy with. If you want this honey, take the whole can back.
Lao Zhao was a little disappointed. After giving all the honey to Xiao Dai, Tang Wu's strategy plan had to be put on hold again.
OK, I'll take it back to make osmanthus honey later.Xiao Dai picked up his cell phone and asked the bodyguard to drive the car over.
Lao Zhao had not seen Tang Wu's changes, but it was difficult for him to stay where he was, so he stood up: Then I'll go back first.
Well, Teacher Zhao walked slowly.
After Tang Wu sent the two away, she quickly closed the door, which made Xiao Dai very puzzled: Strange...
When the elevator was about to break, she kept staring at Lao Zhao, as if she was examining something. Lao Zhao was uncomfortable when she saw it and still had to pretend to be kind and kind.
Hello, old man.
Lao Zhao turned his head: What?
Xiao Dai put his waist on his face, looking suspicious: You came up to find Sister Tang, what do you want to do?
Lao Zhao smiled loudly: It’s not about looking for her, but about her husband, Lu Di, who is also my student. We met in the hospital before, and I have been thinking about coming up these days.
Yes... No, you know that your student is going to work, but you still have to choose this time to come to the door. And, look at Sister Tang's eyes, something is wrong. My intuition is very accurate. What are you hiding?Xiao Dai narrowed her eyes and said in a bad tone.
Hi, little girl, don’t talk nonsense!Lao Zhao was a little unhappy, but in fact he was scared and scared. This girl had a deep background, so don’t offend her.
Xiao Dai followed him for a long time and said unsurely: OK, maybe I thought about it too much.
Suddenly, she was stunned, her face turned red, and her legs were leaning against the corner of the wall.
What's wrong, are you... okay?Lao Zhao knew that she had an attack and pretended not to know.
I……
She shook her head gently, covered the corners of her skirt with her fingers, rubbed her beautiful black silk legs with each other, and her fragrant knees could not stop trembling.
At this time, the elevator door opened, and as soon as the two female bodyguards came out, they saw Xiao Dai's strange thing. They quickly helped her into the elevator, but ignored Lao Zhao, and the elevator door was quickly closed.
The girl's reaction... was too intense.
After seeing her leaving, Lao Zhao's fear gradually faded and his lust arises again, and he re-pressed the doorbell of Tang Wu's family.
After pressing it several times, Tang Wu's weak voice came from inside: Who is it?
Xiaowu Ah, it’s me, are you okay? Do you want me to go in and take a look?
It’s Teacher Zhao, no, really no, I’m fine…
Is it really okay?
Lao Zhao rang the doorbell several times, but there was no response inside, and he was suddenly a little discouraged.
When he returned home alone, the wrinkles on his face became deeper.
Gong Wenyin took the child to her parents' home and was going to come back the next day. Only Zhao Qingyi and Lao Zhao were left in the family.
She ran over from the kitchen and threw herself into Lao Zhao's arms, crying: Dad, are you still angry with me? Sorry, I'm really wrong. I should listen to you, I shouldn't be jealous and make trouble.
Zhao Qingyi mentioned this, and Lao Zhao sighed and said with regret: Qingyi, we are father and daughter, and we don’t want to hide it from you. Yes, if it weren’t for your trouble, I would almost have taken down two daughters-in-law. Now one of them is going to move away, and the other deliberately hides from me. What do you think? Alas...
Zhao Qingyi lowered her head and pursed her lips: Dad, I understand.
Hi, you know what, you know your dad is a beast, so you are very disappointed.
Zhao Qingyi hugged his neck tightly, his eyes filled with tenderness: Dad, even if you are a beast, I will always love you. I will agree to you whatever you want me to do in the future. Really~
OK OK OK.
Old Zhao reached into her skirt and touched the soft and sensitive part. The clear love juice was wrapped between his fingers and handed it to her face: You are just in heat and want to eat my semen, but you don’t admit it after you finish eating.
Zhao Qingyi's face turned redder and she hurriedly defended: No, I can really do it, I... I can help you deal with Sister Ouyang, I know her weaknesses!
Lao Zhao smiled teasingly: Let’s talk.
She mysteriously approached Lao Zhao's ear: Dad, Sister Ouyang cannot touch alcohol, she will get drunk and unconscious when she touched her. Last time on her second brother's birthday, she only drank a small sip of champagne and didn't wake up until the next day.
Such an exaggerated...
But Lao Zhao immediately thought of a question and his face became entangled: Since she is so easy to get drunk and has such a cautious personality, she may not easily touch Ah, especially her guardianship is very serious about your father.
Zhao Qingyi showed a proud look: Dad, don’t worry, leave it to me. Sister Ouyang is coming back in the afternoon. You go out first, um... just walk around, and then wait for my news.
If you do, then wait for good news from my daughter haha.
Dad, can you reward me first~ She pressed Lao Zhao's hand on her soft chest, exhaled her breath with her fragrant lips, trying to tease Lao Zhao's sexual nerves.
But Lao Zhao was determined to reject her temptation and said with a stern face: Don’t negotiate terms with me, you can do it first.
Humph, stingy~
Zhao Qingyi broke free from his arms, returned to the room in anger, changed into his clothes and walked out: Dad, I'll go out to buy some alcoholic beverages.
OK, you go.
After his daughter left, Lao Zhao was the only one left at home. His evil desire had already emerged. After walking back and forth for a few steps, he stepped into Gong Wenyin's room, opened the wardrobe, and searched for neatly folded clothes inside, with a faint fragrance on it.
He flipped through his underwear and bras of various colors, and took them all into his nose and smelled them wildly. His mind was full of the tempting and delicate body of his eldest daughter-in-law, and his crotch suddenly became hard.
Immediately afterwards, he slipped into Ouyang Zhen's room and found a whole shoe cabinet inside, with a wide range of boots and long boots in all styles. The underwear in the wardrobe was even more competitive. There were more than a dozen stockings hanging alone, and the smooth texture of the stockings touching in his hands made him feel more excited.
When Zhao Qingyi came back, Lao Zhao was still sitting on the sofa and fantasizing about how to ravage Ouyang Zhen. He saw several bottles of canned alcoholic beverages and a bottle of high-concentration white wine, and was curious about how his daughter would do it.
Hehe, it's very simple. I pretended to be heartbroken, and then asked Sister Ouyang to accompany me and drink some alcoholic beverages together. However, the degree was too low. After getting Sister Ouyang drunk, we poured some white wine for her to ensure that we would not wake up.
Old Zhao smiled successfully: OK, that’s great!
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Qingyi calculated Ouyang Zhen's time to go home and asked Lao Zhao to go out and hide.
Lao Zhao chose to hide in the fire door and then secretly glanced at the elevator door. When the girl in his dream finally appeared, his heart couldn't help but beat violently.
Ouyang Zhen is back home.
Then, he sat in the stairs and calculated the time. After about ten minutes, he began to feel sleepy in his eyelids and fell asleep against the wall.
I don’t know how long it took, but Old Zhao was gently woken up. Zhao Qingyi stood in front of him excitedly: Dad, wake up, wake up quickly, the plan is successful!
Success, is it true?Let's go!
Old Zhao rushed home in a hurry and came to Zhao Qingyi's bedroom. He saw Ouyang Zhen lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his delicate body curled up, and the dark brown knitted sweater almost covered most of his body, revealing only the black skirt and a pair of fair and beautiful legs.
Old Zhao calmed down the blood in his body and signaled Zhao Qingyi to bring the liquor, then helped Ouyang Zhen up, smiled grinned, pinched her lips and poured the liquor into it bit by bit.
Ouyang Zhen, who was drunk, choked in his throat and coughed by hot white wine, and a lot of it flowed out of the corners of his mouth. His expression was particularly uncomfortable and he was unable to push it.
Zhao Qingyi was a little scared when she saw this and whispered: Dad, she has drunk a lot and can't drink anymore.
You don't understand, if she wakes up halfway, it's over.Lao Zhao no longer dared to take risks. He must make sure that his daughter-in-law is in a deep drunk state and don’t wake up halfway.
Therefore, she was almost half of the liquor in the end.
Zhao Qingyi originally wanted to stand by and watch, but was driven out by Lao Zhao and locked the door.
There was still wine left at the corner of Ouyang Zhen's mouth, his face was flushed, and his body was filled with a faint fragrance. Although he had been drunk, his white legs were still sliding unconsciously. His legs were covered with translucent white silk pantyhose, and hissing sounds were made by a tender feet rubbing against the bed sheet.
Old Zhao swallowed a sip of water and asked tentatively: Xiao Zhen, Ouyang Zhen, can you hear it?
Without any response, he felt relieved and sat next to him. The calloused hand pressed on Ouyang Zhen's chest. Although he was only separated by the sweater and bra, the soft and smooth skin could still feel the touch strongly from the palm.
Tsk, it's so soft.
Lao Zhao's eyes widened as if they were emitting green light. One hand could not fully cover the plump breasts, so he changed to two hands to pinch them at the same time, and the force changed from light to heavy, and the bra inside was almost pulled off.
Ouyang Zhen sprayed a light perfume on his body, especially the skin on his pink neck was as tender as snow, and the fragrance lingered. Old Zhao bent down and licked wildly with his tongue, licking it from his neck to his red face, and was covered with fishy saliva everywhere.
Finally, he bent down and kissed Ouyang Zhen's rosy jade lips, constantly sucking and licking. The girl's lips were so tender and elastic. He broke through his tightly closed teeth without any effort, and was entangled with the wet and slippery tongue inside, and the fragrance and alcohol were mixed in it.
Ouyang Zhen was in a deep drunk state, but he still frowned and his upper body would twist unconsciously, like an innocent lamb being sloppy by Lao Zhao.
She no longer had the shrewdness and coldness she used to dodge her blushing face slightly to the left, and was grabbed by Lao Zhao and kissed her lips wildly. He even made a lot of saliva into his daughter-in-law's mouth, making her swallow physiologically.
Hey, my good daughter-in-law, let dad see your breasts.
Lao Zhao's hands always grabbed the soft breasts of his daughter-in-law, but was not satisfied with this. He took off the dark brown sweater from her neck, revealing the black base shirt inside. It tightly attached to the body, making the originally bloated chest curve even more tempting.
The daughter-in-law who has been hidden in her eyes turned out to be big breasts, which surprised Lao Zhao and even more happy.
After the base shirt was pulled to the collarbone position, the same black lace bra came into view, loyally protecting the smooth breasts and cleavage.
My son is blessed if he hides it deeply.
Lao Zhao naturally had no resistance to big breasts. After easily unbuttoning the lace bra, his plump breasts were fully displayed in front of him. The white breasts were as delicate as fat and felt smooth. Especially the two bright red nipples were sensitively raised, and the light red areola was surrounded, pink and sexy.
He swallowed a sip of water again, pressing his shaking palm on the mutton fat milk, feeling warm and smooth, very elastic, just like the tofu touch I had touched before. The nipples were played back and forth at the fingertips. Ouyang Zhen suddenly whispered softly, which scared Lao Zhao.
When he confirmed that his daughter-in-law was still asleep, he hurriedly held her raised and firm nipples in her mouth, and gently chewed her with her slightly yellow teeth, and her tongue even scraped her areola back and forth.
As expected, Ouyang Zhen's moan came again, and his chest was slightly undulating.
His palms randomly stroked the skin of his body, slid from his waist to his skirt, rubbing the extremely thin and tight legs of stockings. The white stockings felt smooth and soft, and there were also heart-like patterns on it. The white stockings made the skin of the legs more elastic and full of ornamentality.
After the skirt was lifted, the spring suddenly burst out. The crotch of the pantyhose, as thin as a cicada, was covered with extremely narrow pink underwear, and the crotch of the stockings was only slightly torn to break the hole.
Old Zhao was panting and couldn't wait to open his underwear. He immediately saw two closed pink lips, full and full, his clitoris slightly swollen and moist. When he separated the labia with his fingers, the pink mound inside was undulating and squirming, and a little crystal honey liquid flowed out from time to time from the jade crack.
He put his head between the beauty's legs, his flexible tongue teased the two wet lip of the flowery lip, and sucked the love juice flowing out of the honey pot from time to time, and even tried to bite the raised flower stem.
babble……
The sensitive parts were suddenly stimulated, and Ouyang Zhen's physical reaction became more obvious. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was slightly heavier. Her beautiful white legs gently slid on the bed sheet, and her sensitive tops were sometimes raised, and her buttocks were naturally tightened.
The pussy was wet, soft and warm. After Lao Zhao's index finger was inserted into it, it seemed like he was sucked tightly by his little mouth. He actually didn't understand any sensitive G-spots, but he just thrust in by inertia, then he reached into two fingers, scraping in the narrow and wet vagina, squeezed out more fragrant honey liquid from it, making a hissing sound, and jade liquor flowed across the cracks of the stockings and buttocks.
Um... Ouyang Zhen's face was sideways, his messy hair covered his eyes, his fragrant lips slightly opened, and his slender hands unconsciously grabbed the skirt.
The gurgling honey liquid overflowed, showing a crystal clear color, spread all over the edge of the labia. Lao Zhao smelled it without any odor, but instead had a clear and lewd atmosphere.
This was probably the longest foreplay he had held back. The uncomfortable feeling that had lasted for a long time was relieved. He took off his pants in just a few seconds. His ugly penis was congested and erect, and his glans was not big and purple-red.
Ouyang Zhen's beautiful white legs were forced to separate. Lao Zhao held his penis and pressed it against the mouth of his pussy, easily pushing open the two delicate labia. The glans was covered with crystal honey liquid, and it was only one last step away from knocking in the door.
Ouyang Zhen always closed her eyes. Her pink and jade-like face was flushed, and her drunken look even more blurred and charming. Lao Zhao stared at her like a sneer, and a sneered at the corner of her mouth. The glans successfully opened her pussy and buried it in the tight and wet vagina, and couldn't help but hum it.
But the glans couldn't move forward again, and there was a thin diaphragm blocking the vagina at the entrance. Now Lao Zhao was stunned. It turned out that Ouyang Zhen and Zhao Jingxin had been together for so many years, and they even lived together. She was actually a virgin, which surprised and happy Lao Zhao.
My son, you don’t cherish it. As a father, I will help your wife deflower today, hahahaha!
Old Zhao, who was full of lewd smiles, slowly pressed forward his waist. The originally clotted vagina was stretched open little by little. The extremely thin hymen could not stop the glans from rushing, and it was quickly pierced.
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Under inertia, the penis was successfully inserted into a soft and warm cavity wall, surrounded by wet and tender flesh, tightly slinging his entire penis.
Woo... Ouyang Zhen opened his cherry lips in pain, his eyelashes trembled violently, and a little tears fell from the corners of his eyes. His beautiful white legs wanted to close inward, but were blocked by Lao Zhao's body, making him look delicate and powerless.
Huh, Ouyang, Ouyang Zhen!You are mine... Old Zhao's eyes turned red, and she silently stared at Ouyang Zhen who was sleeping. At this moment, her face was very uncomfortable, and she frowned and her lips tightly pursed, as if she had a nightmare.
It hurts... The girl's vague moans stimulated Lao Zhao's nerves even more.
His penis was slowly pulled out from his pussy, and a lot of blood was squeezed out, causing the originally pure white stockings to seep red.
He was so proud that he let his glans squeeze open the slit of his labia again, and thrust it into the depths of his pussy bit by bit. The tight path of Quchi was also slowly stretched open, and the flesh on the vagina rubbed against his penis, which greatly stimulated Lao Zhao.
Puchi
When the entire penis was inserted into the tight pussy, the girl's wet labia was tightly attached to the man's pubic bone, and the two sexual organs collided closely and could no longer distinguish each other.
Old Zhao was squeaking heavily and tried to shake his waist. The frequency of penis thrusting gradually increased. The glans kept exploring the wet vagina deep in the depths. There was strong friction between particles, and it was squirming and sucking the penis.
Um……
Ouyang Zhen's cherry lips opened slightly, and occasionally she would make a soft moan. Her fragrant feet seemed boneless, and were more smooth under the cover of white stockings. Her delicately crafted toes were sometimes tight and sometimes relaxed.
Seeing this, Lao Zhao raised his beautiful white legs directly and put them together, making the pussy more clearly visible. A lot of juice splashed every time the penis entered and out, and a crisp sound of slapping at the two of them.
His penis is not very long, but every time he has to let his glans press against the uterine wall deep in the flower hole, as if this is the last pure place to conquer the girl.
Who............... hurts...
Ouyang Zhen seemed to want to open his eyes hard, and Old Zhao was so scared that he quickly covered her eyes with his clothes.
The daughter-in-law's toes are delicate and cute, and the warm fragrance is even more tender under the cover of white stockings. A fragrant breath comes to her nose. Lao Zhao sniffs the warm fragrance and soft jade feet, and his palms are not idle either. He climbs up the beauty's soft breasts and rubs them roughly.
The white and tender breasts had a faint red mark, and the breasts swayed as the soft waist twisted, and the pink cherries were pinched and pulled hard by fingers. This tossed and made the daughter-in-law's reaction more obvious, and her moans came one after another.
Ah...Woo... Ouyang Zhen's hair was messy and his eyelashes were trembling. She breathed and gasped. She had a slight fragrance of sweat on her body. However, her pink and tender vagina contracted and squirmed regularly, and the flesh tightly wrapped around her penis.
Lao Zhao's scalp was numb and his face became even more flushing. The beauty's vagina was squirming and contracting, making the glans and cock particularly sensitive. After thrusting for more than ten minutes, his waist was thrusting forward, spraying a large amount of semen from the glans, pouring all into the depths of his vagina, and ejaculating for twenty seconds before stopping.
Good daughter-in-law, I've ejaculated all of you, and I've given them all... Old Zhao's eyes were dissipated and he said slowly.
At this time, Ouyang Zhen's abdomen was slightly bulging, and his entire vagina was filled with semen. When his penis was pulled out, a large amount of fishy semen gushed out from his vagina.
Old Zhao, who had recovered a little bit of rationality, quickly filled the semen with both hands, then opened her pink lips and poured them all into her mouth.
In order to let the daughter-in-law swallow it all, Lao Zhao even poured water into her mouth and struggled for a long time before finishing the endgame.
Looking at the charming lips of his daughter-in-law, Lao Zhao's penis became hard again at some point. He pinched his daughter-in-law's jade cheeks, stuffed the glans into her cherry lips, and pounded it hard into the beauty's throat.
Don’t you usually dislike me? Come on, just hold it in my mouth!Lao Zhao's expression was ferocious and he stabbed him hard for a long time, which caused the beauty to cough physically before stopping the torture.
Little bitch, lie down for me.
Old Zhao gasped, picked her up from behind and made her kneel, lifted her white stockings and jade buttocks back, revealing Muizhi Lanni's charming honey hole, and the mons pubic mound was shining with honey liquid.
Since the mouth of the vagina could no longer be closed, the glans could easily squeeze open the slit of flesh. The edges and corners of the glans scratched the vast and unrestrained honey, and the narrow and secluded path was gradually stretched out by the penis again.
When the whole piece was in, Lao Zhao pressed down on his daughter-in-law's slimmer buttocks and began a new round of high-frequency thrusting. He was like a knight galloping across the road. His flat chest made a hoarse sound like a broken bellows. He grabbed his daughter-in-law's two silk stockings and jade feet to play with it. His ankles were delicate and charming, and his waist even hit the elastic buttocks.
The rough big hands kept patting their smooth buttocks, making a sound of banging, and the originally flawless buttocks appeared with clear red palm prints.
Bitch, if you don’t wear pants, you have to wear stockings, you are slutty!
Ouyang Zhen's white thin translucent stockings were full of high-end skin feeling. After Lao Zhao's violent tearing, the stockings on the round buttocks were pulled out, all of which were ripped holes. Straws of transparent love juice flowed out from the location of sexual organs, soaking the crotch of the stockings in the buttocks.
Maybe the semen swallowed into the stomach worked, Ouyang Zhen's body trembled and hot, his skin showed an unnatural blush, and his face was flushed and he burst into waves.
As his delicate body shakes violently, the breasts pulled by gravity sway back and forth like a bell. The two cherries were pulled hard and there was already a slight redness and swollenness. Old Zhao thrust his tight vagina over and over again, and sprayed a large stream of thick semen into the depths of his vagina again.
He looked crazy, and even after ejaculation, he continued to thrust mechanically. His fingers separated the tender flesh of the rosy labia with force, with milky white semen and warm jade slurry mixed inside, and flowing out as the penis thrusts.
Woo... Ouyang Zhen cooperated with his melodious moans and could not extricate himself from the orgasm of dreams and illusions.
Every time Lao Zhao bumps into the deepest part of his daughter-in-law's pussy, he feels that the glans is being sucked and repulsive. The numb electric current is transmitted from the spinal nerves to the brain, which is both short and addictive. Another round of semen is poured into the honey. When the penis is pulled out, Lao Zhao still uses his fingers to get all the semen from the vagina, and then feeds Ouyang Zhen a little bit. He has made up his mind to completely conquer his daughter-in-law.
It was at this moment that he realized that the door was covered with a gap.
What are you peeking at? Come in!
Old Zhao shouted in a deep voice, after all, this is her daughter's room, and it is normal for her to have a key.
Zhao Qingyi was actually eavesdropping and masturbating outside the door. In order to please her father, she took off all her clothes early, put on open-stitched black stockings, and stood in front of her father with a pair of exposed white pigeon breasts. She was timid and seemed to have done something wrong.
Lao Zhao pointed to the bed: You are kneeling like this.
Yes, my father~
She knelt obediently on the bed in a dog-like shape, and even shook her tender buttocks, like a pure little bitch.
After Lao Zhao pressed his daughter's black silk buttocks, he thrust his waist forward, and his glans successfully squeezed open his wet labia, and stabbed it into the depths of his pussy with a pussy.
Woo...come in...
With Lao Zhao's regular thrusting, Zhao Qingyi's pigeon breasts swayed slightly, and she deliberately raised her black silk tender feet up, allowing Lao Zhao to easily play with her delicate ankles that were smooth and crisp.
Dad is so good, my daughter likes it very much~
Her hair was messy and her face was red. She moaned while burying her head between Ouyang Zhen's legs, stretching out her fragrant tongue to suck the semen flowing out of her pussy.
Lao Zhao's breathing became more rapid, and his vision gradually blurred. He slowed down slightly. After resting for a while, he continued to thrust his penis and pounded it back and forth in his daughter's vagina. Every time he thrust, the love juice splashed, and the intercourse position was so wet that it was so wet that the pigeon breasts were also grabbed, pinched and ravaged.
It feels so comfortable, my father is going to fuck his daughter to death... Compared to Ouyang Zhen's drunken state, Zhao Qingyi's cooperation is higher and he caters to Lao Zhao's thrusting.
When she lay flat on the bed, her slender legs bound by black stockings were tightly wrapped around Lao Zhao's back, her white and tender buttocks would be raised lightly, and her white body trembled and hot.
Her daughter's moans gradually became high, from reserved gasping to ecstasy and bone-absorbing. Her cheeks became more and more intoxicated. She held her father's face with her jade hands and kissed her, and took the initiative to pry open her teeth and sucked them together.
Zhao Qingyi's deliberate pleasing and catering did not completely capture Lao Zhao's lust. He was still half-hearted and had great obsession with conquering his daughter-in-law. He grabbed one of Ouyang Zhen's white silk and dragged her over.
At this time, Ouyang Zhen's starry eyes were half closed, his face was bright and soft, and his slender pink neck was fragrant and sweaty. He seemed particularly uncomfortable under the aphrodisiac effect of semen, rubbing his beautiful legs back and forth.
However, his daughter always hugged Lao Zhao tightly, and her waist and hips twisted wildly. Under the continuous squeeze and friction of his daughter's vagina, he had the desire to ejaculate again. He quickly pulled it out of the wet vagina, letting his daughter kneel down and hold the glans in her mouth, and a large amount of semen was sprayed out.
Zhao Qingyi licked the glans with satisfaction, swallowed all the semen into her stomach, and then fell into orgasm and became dementia.
Old Zhao pressed Ouyang Zhen under his body, spread her white silk legs, and pounded the half-soft and hard penis into her pussy again. After thrusting back and forth for a while, the penis regained its mighty power.
As the semen entered the body, Ouyang Zhen developed some poisoning symptoms. While muttering, she cooperated with hugging Lao Zhao's neck. Her tight and round white buttocks were subjected to continuous impact, and her pair of plump breasts were even more trembling and turbulent.
Itchy...and...
The strange reaction of his daughter-in-law made Lao Zhao happy. He tried to bend down and kiss her fragrant lips, and Ouyang Zhen also opened his lips in a blur and let him ask for it, his expression fascinated.
A lot of sweat spilled from Lao Zhao's forehead, blending with the fragrant sweat on Ouyang Zhen's body's skin. The skin was covered with wet liquid, the skin was warm and tender, and the heat flow in the honey hole also soaked the penis and flowed out bit by bit.
Zhao Qingyi crawled behind Lao Zhao, obediently licking the sexual organs and intercourse between the two.
So hot... so uncomfortable... Ouyang Zhen closed his eyes tightly and expressed his grief. His white silk jade feet actively hooked around Lao Zhao's waist and his white stockings looked bright and thin after being soaked in sweat, with a hazy and fragrant body fragrance. His pair of breasts were almost flattened into an oval.
Due to lack of physical strength, Lao Zhao only felt that he had a star on his eyes. Under Ouyang Zhen's series of unconscious caterpancy, the gate of the sperm was opened, and the glans pounded into the depths of the vagina, and semen splashed out.
Ouyang Zhen did not let Lao Zhao go, and his delicate body was still holding his wet labia and pussy tightly against Lao Zhao's pubic bone. His beautiful white legs wrapped around his waist and rubbed his sexual organs with his jade buttocks and waist.
Throughout the afternoon, Lao Zhao was in a cycle of rest, thrusting, resting, and repeating thrusting. Ouyang Zhen was posing in various lewd positions on the bed. A large amount of semen continued to flow out of her vagina, and her labia had turned red and swollen from tenderness, and her whole body was covered with bruises and red palm prints.
Until the evening, Lao Zhao's legs were so trembling that he could hardly stand up. After turning on the main light in the room, he looked at the mottled two girls on the bed, with watermarks of the dried up semen and honey everywhere, and there were scattered blood on the bed sheets.
Although he was very tired, he was full of accomplishment at this moment, and Ouyang Zhen finally became a slave under his crotch.
Gong Wenyin stood up in panic and rushed to the washbasin to lean down. The faucet was clattering, accompanied by her dry cough.
After ejaculation, Lao Zhao realized that it was inappropriate: Wen Yin, I don’t know what’s going on…
Dad, it's okay...
Gong Wenyin's face was as bright as a peach blossom, and she frowned and closed her eyes, which made her look particularly uncomfortable. She barely supported her upper body, her fair and delicate legs continued to tremble, her jade feet were white and tender, sometimes tiptoed, sometimes closing, resisting the evil desires that rose from her body.
The seductive and delicious prey was right in front of him. Lao Zhao didn't care about anything now and hurriedly stood up. The soreness of the waist and back pain mentioned just now were all fake.
He came behind Gong Wenyin and looked at himself in the mirror. His sparse and white hair, wrinkles everywhere, narrow corners of his eyes, flat nose, and pale face and thin skin. What an old man.
But standing in front of him was a young and beautiful woman full of the charm of a mature woman. Her lips were as beautiful as dripping, her face was rosy and shiny. Her skin from the snow neck to the collarbone was fairer than snow. Her towering chest supported the nightgown with a full curve, exuding a mature and soft temperament.
Um...
After Gong Wenyin was hugged, she had almost no resistance. Lao Zhao, which was holding her soft chest, had even exerted much force, and had already penetrated the white milk.
Dad, what are you doing...
She wanted to push and shoved her back, and Lao Zhao hugged her tighter, crazily sniffing the eldest daughter-in-law's slender pink neck, and her half-hard and unsoft penis rubbed back and forth in the crack of her jade buttocks.
Wen Yin Ah, I miss you so much, you can’t help it, right?
Gong Wenyin's heart was even more confused, and her lips were even trembling: Dad, what are you talking about, me, I...
It was also at this moment that Zhao Qingyi's crisp voice came from outside the bathroom door: Hello!Dad, sister-in-law, are you in there?
This reminder of the bell and mute drum made Gong Wenyin, who was trapped in lust, wake up immediately. She looked at the intimate actions of the two in the mirror with embarrassment, pushed Lao Zhao away behind her, fled from the bathroom in panic, leaving only the stunned Lao Zhao.
Wen Yin, Wen Yin!
Zhao Qingyi probably knew that she had been in trouble, so she stretched out her tongue and returned to her room in shame.
You, stop here!
Old Zhao was furious and was sure that his daughter was here to make trouble on purpose, but when he put on his pants and ran out of the door, there was no sign of his daughter. He was unwilling to accept that he wanted to try to unscrew Gong Wenyin's door, but the other party had already locked it.
My daughter's room was also locked, and she ignored her no matter how Lao Zhao knocked on the door outside, and she became even more angry.
Okay, if you bully me one by one, you will bully me!Old Zhao was so angry that his wrists trembled.
Suddenly, Ouyang Zhen's voice came from behind: Dad, what are you doing?
Old Zhao turned around in shock and saw her opening a crack in the door, revealing half of her side, her eyes full of alert.
Me, this...
Ouyang Zhen’s expression was cold and aggressive: Dad, do you know that this is sexual harassment?
Xiao Zhen, you misunderstood this, I just looked for... to find her... to chat... Lao Zhao said, his tone gradually weakened, and he didn't even dare to look at her.
Since Ouyang Zhen started working in a law firm, her elite and sharp temperament has always made Lao Zhao a little afraid, as if she had seen through what she was thinking in her heart.
Bang!Ouyang Zhen stopped talking and simply closed the door.
It's over, it's all over...
He returned to the room like a defeated rooster, laying expressionlessly on the bed.
The roof was raining all night, and the headache was about to break out again. This time it was more serious than before. The pain was so that he could not speak at all. There were bloodshot in the corners of his eyes, his heart was beating faster and faster, and he even felt like he was about to stop suddenly.
Am I going to die? His eyes gradually became wet, his wrists continued to shake, and then his limbs became numb and spread throughout his body.
At the last moment when his vision was dark in front of him, his heart suddenly started beating again, and the ploping sound was like a fairy music.
Ha ha……
He gasped heavily, his flat chest fluctuated violently, like a suffocating and dry fish returning to the water. With such a unique near-death experience, Lao Zhao was both grateful and afraid. He obviously felt that his condition was getting worse and worse, but he still had many things to settle, and he was really unwilling to accept it.
He stared at the ceiling, his vision became blurry, and he was a little dark. He couldn't do anything and felt tired like he had never felt before.
The call from afar appeared again, hazy and vague, he couldn't hear it clearly, but he could probably hear it. This was a young female voice, like Lin Jing, the well-behaved and obedient female student.
Lin Jing, is it the King of Hell that wants to pull me away?
Lao Zhao is a person who can face life and death directly, but at this moment he feels sad and uncomfortable, but he is also resentful and unwilling to accept it. All kinds of emotions are intertwined, and in fear and fear, his eyelids are closed.
I don’t know how long it took, as if it had spanned a long time, and then a dazzling light dispelled all the darkness. Old Zhao was able to slowly open his eyes, and it turned out to be a ray of rising sun outside the window.
He looked at his hands and feet, his fingers closed and spread out, and he stroked the pillow, quilt, mattress, and the touch was very real, unlike in hell.
It turns out that I am still alive... Old Zhao grinned and rolled hard on the bed like an old naughty boy.
He was energetic and dressed neatly, and just opened the door, he heard a quiet conversation between Ouyang Zhen and Gong Wenyin.
Wen Yin lowered her voice: So suddenly, have you two really decided to move out?
Well, Jing Xin is like this, and I am worried that there will be more and more conflicts in the future.
OK, then when are you going to move?
Just tomorrow, I will finish it early tonight.
Old Zhao closed the door again, and a lot of turmoil in his heart. Ouyang Zhen was actually leaving this home.
Thinking of this, a trace of fierceness flashed across his eyes, but it quickly became dark. What else could he do? Ouyang would no longer eat any honey, or even touch anything he gave him. He might never have the chance to succeed again.
He walked out of the room after Ouyang Zhen went to work.
Seeing Lao Zhao come out, Gong Wenyin's eyes dodged a little: Dad, you're hungry, I'll get you breakfast.
He nodded silently, a little disheartened at this moment.
Dad, good morning!
Zhao Qingyi jumped up from the sofa, ran over and grabbed Lao Zhao's arm and shook it, looking at him with a flattering look. The nightgown suspender with her shoulders slid down at some point, revealing a large area of white and tender skin.
He said angrily: What are you doing? What are you doing? You can sit in a sitting position. Look at you, it's true.
Zhao Qingyi giggled, pierced her face into his chest, pretending to be spoiled: Dad, are you still angry with me~
Yes, very angry.
In fact, Lao Zhao loves his daughter very much, so how could he have an overnight revenge? But he still pretends to be serious with a stern face, wanting to teach his daughter a profound lesson.
Zhao Qingyi believed it, curled her lips, sat next to her with a resentful face, watching Lao Zhao finish his breakfast by himself.
Look, I'll go down for a walk.
Zhao Qingyi's eyes lit up: Dad, I want to go too, I'll accompany you.
No, I'll go by myself, you, stay at home.Lao Zhao's words were decisive and directly cut off all Zhao Qingyi's hope. She became even more depressed and returned to the room alone and slammed the door.
Hey, this girl.
Lao Zhao still has to continue to implement the honey plan, and of course he cannot let his daughter come with him to make trouble. Although Ouyang Zhen is no longer able to succeed, at least he can still work hard on the beautiful wife downstairs.
The elevator stopped on the sixth floor, and Lao Zhao's face became amiable again, and he gently knocked on Tang Wu's door.
Unexpectedly, another girl who opened the door was about the early twenties, with slightly curly burgundy hair, her eyes were bright and vivid, her jade nose was delicate, her teeth were white, her lips were red, and she had a little charming and agility.
She blinked: Who are you looking for?
Old Zhao was a little stunned. He looked up at the door number and confirmed it was 601. He said tremblingly: I, I am looking for...
Oh I remember you, you are the old man who fell down on a bicycle.
Yes...
Old Zhao also remembered that the girl in front of him was called Xiao, who was standing beside Tang Wu that day and chatted with a group of vicious bodyguards, which was very difficult to mess with.
After hearing this, Tang Wu came immediately: It’s Teacher Zhao, come and invite you in.
Before coming, Lao Zhao had already compiled it for a good reason: Xiaowu, I'm here again, haha, I just walked around the community, thinking about coming up and taking a look, where is the land?
Tang Wu apologized: Teacher Zhao, it’s a coincidence that her husband is already at work. He told me last night that when will you come up again? He will definitely take a leave to chat with you.
That's great, hehe.
After some greetings, Lao Zhao took the tea made by Tang Wu and started drinking it leisurely.
Tang Wu pointed to the girl next to her: Teacher Zhao, this is my best friend, her name is Xiao Dai, last time... you two should have met, right?
Lao Zhao nodded: Yes, I still remember it when we met. In this way, I will call you Xiao Dai.
Well, it's OK.
Xiao Dai was a little cold and seemed to not want to pay attention to Lao Zhao. She turned her head and talked to Tang Wu about her experiences at school.
Tang Wu was wearing a comfortable pink home skirt, while Xiao Dai was dressed in a youthful style on campus, wearing a black plaid skirt, with a thin dark red jacket on the outside, with well-proportioned and delicate black silk legs paired with leather shoes. One of the leather shoes was shaking unconsciously, leaving only the toes slightly hooked, and the black silk heel was exquisite and greasy, carrying the innocent temptation of a girl.
Old Zhao glanced at him, but Xiao Dai seemed to notice it. He glanced at him gently, turned his head and started chatting.
With Xiao Dai's intervention, Lao Zhao's honey water plan became very passive, and he was neither sitting nor standing, and lived like a candle.
But he decided to use the trick, so he coughed lightly: Xiaowu Ah, I still have a lot of honey at home, why don’t I go and get some for Xiao Dai so that more people can taste it.
Xiao Dai is quite interested in sweets: What kind of honey is it? Did you pick it yourself?
Of course, I picked it myself, absolutely pure and natural.
Old Zhao was very proud when he bragged. Seeing that he was about to get up, Tang Wu hurriedly said: Teacher Zhao, it is not convenient for you to walk around. I still have a lot here. I can't finish drinking it alone. I can give it a little to Dai'er.
Haha, OK, let Xiao Dai taste whether it fits her mouth first.
Tang Wu got up and went to the kitchen, and quickly filled a cup of honey water and handed it to Xiao Dai. Seeing this, Lao Zhao hurriedly urged her: Xiao Wu, why don’t you drink it?
I just finished breakfast.
Alas it's okay, it's suitable to drink in the morning, it's okay to drink more.
Lao Zhao's enthusiasm made it difficult for Tang Wu to refuse, so she nodded gently: OK, I'll just drink a little.
Xiao Dai sat next to her and quickly finished a drink, licked her lips: It tastes good, sweet but not greasy, it just has... Well, how to say it, it has a very strange smell.
Old Zhao was shocked and quickly explained: Is that true? This is Jingtiao honey, which has a sweet taste and may be a little sour, which is normal.
Is it sour? It seems either it’s sour or a little... Xiao Dai couldn’t describe the smell and frowned..
At this time, Tang Wu also drank a small cup, but she didn't drink it anymore, and in the end she was all drunk by Xiao Dai.
Tang Wu's strangeness came earlier this time. She pursed her lips, looked at the time on the wall, and whispered: Dai'er, I... have something to be busy with. If you want this honey, take the whole can back.
Lao Zhao was a little disappointed. After giving all the honey to Xiao Dai, Tang Wu's strategy plan had to be put on hold again.
OK, I'll take it back to make osmanthus honey later.Xiao Dai picked up his cell phone and asked the bodyguard to drive the car over.
Lao Zhao had not seen Tang Wu's changes, but it was difficult for him to stay where he was, so he stood up: Then I'll go back first.
Well, Teacher Zhao walked slowly.
After Tang Wu sent the two away, she quickly closed the door, which made Xiao Dai very puzzled: Strange...
When the elevator was about to break, she kept staring at Lao Zhao, as if she was examining something. Lao Zhao was uncomfortable when she saw it and still had to pretend to be kind and kind.
Hello, old man.
Lao Zhao turned his head: What?
Xiao Dai put his waist on his face, looking suspicious: You came up to find Sister Tang, what do you want to do?
Lao Zhao smiled loudly: It’s not about looking for her, but about her husband, Lu Di, who is also my student. We met in the hospital before, and I have been thinking about coming up these days.
Yes... No, you know that your student is going to work, but you still have to choose this time to come to the door. And, look at Sister Tang's eyes, something is wrong. My intuition is very accurate. What are you hiding?Xiao Dai narrowed her eyes and said in a bad tone.
Hi, little girl, don’t talk nonsense!Lao Zhao was a little unhappy, but in fact he was scared and scared. This girl had a deep background, so don’t offend her.
Xiao Dai followed him for a long time and said unsurely: OK, maybe I thought about it too much.
Suddenly, she was stunned, her face turned red, and her legs were leaning against the corner of the wall.
What's wrong, are you... okay?Lao Zhao knew that she had an attack and pretended not to know.
I……
She shook her head gently, covered the corners of her skirt with her fingers, rubbed her beautiful black silk legs with each other, and her fragrant knees could not stop trembling.
At this time, the elevator door opened, and as soon as the two female bodyguards came out, they saw Xiao Dai's strange thing. They quickly helped her into the elevator, but ignored Lao Zhao, and the elevator door was quickly closed.
The girl's reaction... was too intense.
After seeing her leaving, Lao Zhao's fear gradually faded and his lust arises again, and he re-pressed the doorbell of Tang Wu's family.
After pressing it several times, Tang Wu's weak voice came from inside: Who is it?
Xiaowu Ah, it’s me, are you okay? Do you want me to go in and take a look?
It’s Teacher Zhao, no, really no, I’m fine…
Is it really okay?
Lao Zhao rang the doorbell several times, but there was no response inside, and he was suddenly a little discouraged.
When he returned home alone, the wrinkles on his face became deeper.
Gong Wenyin took the child to her parents' home and was going to come back the next day. Only Zhao Qingyi and Lao Zhao were left in the family.
She ran over from the kitchen and threw herself into Lao Zhao's arms, crying: Dad, are you still angry with me? Sorry, I'm really wrong. I should listen to you, I shouldn't be jealous and make trouble.
Zhao Qingyi mentioned this, and Lao Zhao sighed and said with regret: Qingyi, we are father and daughter, and we don’t want to hide it from you. Yes, if it weren’t for your trouble, I would almost have taken down two daughters-in-law. Now one of them is going to move away, and the other deliberately hides from me. What do you think? Alas...
Zhao Qingyi lowered her head and pursed her lips: Dad, I understand.
Hi, you know what, you know your dad is a beast, so you are very disappointed.
Zhao Qingyi hugged his neck tightly, his eyes filled with tenderness: Dad, even if you are a beast, I will always love you. I will agree to you whatever you want me to do in the future. Really~
OK OK OK.
Old Zhao reached into her skirt and touched the soft and sensitive part. The clear love juice was wrapped between his fingers and handed it to her face: You are just in heat and want to eat my semen, but you don’t admit it after you finish eating.
Zhao Qingyi's face turned redder and she hurriedly defended: No, I can really do it, I... I can help you deal with Sister Ouyang, I know her weaknesses!
Lao Zhao smiled teasingly: Let’s talk.
She mysteriously approached Lao Zhao's ear: Dad, Sister Ouyang cannot touch alcohol, she will get drunk and unconscious when she touched her. Last time on her second brother's birthday, she only drank a small sip of champagne and didn't wake up until the next day.
Such an exaggerated...
But Lao Zhao immediately thought of a question and his face became entangled: Since she is so easy to get drunk and has such a cautious personality, she may not easily touch Ah, especially her guardianship is very serious about your father.
Zhao Qingyi showed a proud look: Dad, don’t worry, leave it to me. Sister Ouyang is coming back in the afternoon. You go out first, um... just walk around, and then wait for my news.
If you do, then wait for good news from my daughter haha.
Dad, can you reward me first~ She pressed Lao Zhao's hand on her soft chest, exhaled her breath with her fragrant lips, trying to tease Lao Zhao's sexual nerves.
But Lao Zhao was determined to reject her temptation and said with a stern face: Don’t negotiate terms with me, you can do it first.
Humph, stingy~
Zhao Qingyi broke free from his arms, returned to the room in anger, changed into his clothes and walked out: Dad, I'll go out to buy some alcoholic beverages.
OK, you go.
After his daughter left, Lao Zhao was the only one left at home. His evil desire had already emerged. After walking back and forth for a few steps, he stepped into Gong Wenyin's room, opened the wardrobe, and searched for neatly folded clothes inside, with a faint fragrance on it.
He flipped through his underwear and bras of various colors, and took them all into his nose and smelled them wildly. His mind was full of the tempting and delicate body of his eldest daughter-in-law, and his crotch suddenly became hard.
Immediately afterwards, he slipped into Ouyang Zhen's room and found a whole shoe cabinet inside, with a wide range of boots and long boots in all styles. The underwear in the wardrobe was even more competitive. There were more than a dozen stockings hanging alone, and the smooth texture of the stockings touching in his hands made him feel more excited.
When Zhao Qingyi came back, Lao Zhao was still sitting on the sofa and fantasizing about how to ravage Ouyang Zhen. He saw several bottles of canned alcoholic beverages and a bottle of high-concentration white wine, and was curious about how his daughter would do it.
Hehe, it's very simple. I pretended to be heartbroken, and then asked Sister Ouyang to accompany me and drink some alcoholic beverages together. However, the degree was too low. After getting Sister Ouyang drunk, we poured some white wine for her to ensure that we would not wake up.
Old Zhao smiled successfully: OK, that’s great!
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Qingyi calculated Ouyang Zhen's time to go home and asked Lao Zhao to go out and hide.
Lao Zhao chose to hide in the fire door and then secretly glanced at the elevator door. When the girl in his dream finally appeared, his heart couldn't help but beat violently.
Ouyang Zhen is back home.
Then, he sat in the stairs and calculated the time. After about ten minutes, he began to feel sleepy in his eyelids and fell asleep against the wall.
I don’t know how long it took, but Old Zhao was gently woken up. Zhao Qingyi stood in front of him excitedly: Dad, wake up, wake up quickly, the plan is successful!
Success, is it true?Let's go!
Old Zhao rushed home in a hurry and came to Zhao Qingyi's bedroom. He saw Ouyang Zhen lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his delicate body curled up, and the dark brown knitted sweater almost covered most of his body, revealing only the black skirt and a pair of fair and beautiful legs.
Old Zhao calmed down the blood in his body and signaled Zhao Qingyi to bring the liquor, then helped Ouyang Zhen up, smiled grinned, pinched her lips and poured the liquor into it bit by bit.
Ouyang Zhen, who was drunk, choked in his throat and coughed by hot white wine, and a lot of it flowed out of the corners of his mouth. His expression was particularly uncomfortable and he was unable to push it.
Zhao Qingyi was a little scared when she saw this and whispered: Dad, she has drunk a lot and can't drink anymore.
You don't understand, if she wakes up halfway, it's over.Lao Zhao no longer dared to take risks. He must make sure that his daughter-in-law is in a deep drunk state and don’t wake up halfway.
Therefore, she was almost half of the liquor in the end.
Zhao Qingyi originally wanted to stand by and watch, but was driven out by Lao Zhao and locked the door.
There was still wine left at the corner of Ouyang Zhen's mouth, his face was flushed, and his body was filled with a faint fragrance. Although he had been drunk, his white legs were still sliding unconsciously. His legs were covered with translucent white silk pantyhose, and hissing sounds were made by a tender feet rubbing against the bed sheet.
Old Zhao swallowed a sip of water and asked tentatively: Xiao Zhen, Ouyang Zhen, can you hear it?
Without any response, he felt relieved and sat next to him. The calloused hand pressed on Ouyang Zhen's chest. Although he was only separated by the sweater and bra, the soft and smooth skin could still feel the touch strongly from the palm.
Tsk, it's so soft.
Lao Zhao's eyes widened as if they were emitting green light. One hand could not fully cover the plump breasts, so he changed to two hands to pinch them at the same time, and the force changed from light to heavy, and the bra inside was almost pulled off.
Ouyang Zhen sprayed a light perfume on his body, especially the skin on his pink neck was as tender as snow, and the fragrance lingered. Old Zhao bent down and licked wildly with his tongue, licking it from his neck to his red face, and was covered with fishy saliva everywhere.
Finally, he bent down and kissed Ouyang Zhen's rosy jade lips, constantly sucking and licking. The girl's lips were so tender and elastic. He broke through his tightly closed teeth without any effort, and was entangled with the wet and slippery tongue inside, and the fragrance and alcohol were mixed in it.
Ouyang Zhen was in a deep drunk state, but he still frowned and his upper body would twist unconsciously, like an innocent lamb being sloppy by Lao Zhao.
She no longer had the shrewdness and coldness she used to dodge her blushing face slightly to the left, and was grabbed by Lao Zhao and kissed her lips wildly. He even made a lot of saliva into his daughter-in-law's mouth, making her swallow physiologically.
Hey, my good daughter-in-law, let dad see your breasts.
Lao Zhao's hands always grabbed the soft breasts of his daughter-in-law, but was not satisfied with this. He took off the dark brown sweater from her neck, revealing the black base shirt inside. It tightly attached to the body, making the originally bloated chest curve even more tempting.
The daughter-in-law who has been hidden in her eyes turned out to be big breasts, which surprised Lao Zhao and even more happy.
After the base shirt was pulled to the collarbone position, the same black lace bra came into view, loyally protecting the smooth breasts and cleavage.
My son is blessed if he hides it deeply.
Lao Zhao naturally had no resistance to big breasts. After easily unbuttoning the lace bra, his plump breasts were fully displayed in front of him. The white breasts were as delicate as fat and felt smooth. Especially the two bright red nipples were sensitively raised, and the light red areola was surrounded, pink and sexy.
He swallowed a sip of water again, pressing his shaking palm on the mutton fat milk, feeling warm and smooth, very elastic, just like the tofu touch I had touched before. The nipples were played back and forth at the fingertips. Ouyang Zhen suddenly whispered softly, which scared Lao Zhao.
When he confirmed that his daughter-in-law was still asleep, he hurriedly held her raised and firm nipples in her mouth, and gently chewed her with her slightly yellow teeth, and her tongue even scraped her areola back and forth.
As expected, Ouyang Zhen's moan came again, and his chest was slightly undulating.
His palms randomly stroked the skin of his body, slid from his waist to his skirt, rubbing the extremely thin and tight legs of stockings. The white stockings felt smooth and soft, and there were also heart-like patterns on it. The white stockings made the skin of the legs more elastic and full of ornamentality.
After the skirt was lifted, the spring suddenly burst out. The crotch of the pantyhose, as thin as a cicada, was covered with extremely narrow pink underwear, and the crotch of the stockings was only slightly torn to break the hole.
Old Zhao was panting and couldn't wait to open his underwear. He immediately saw two closed pink lips, full and full, his clitoris slightly swollen and moist. When he separated the labia with his fingers, the pink mound inside was undulating and squirming, and a little crystal honey liquid flowed out from time to time from the jade crack.
He put his head between the beauty's legs, his flexible tongue teased the two wet lip of the flowery lip, and sucked the love juice flowing out of the honey pot from time to time, and even tried to bite the raised flower stem.
babble……
The sensitive parts were suddenly stimulated, and Ouyang Zhen's physical reaction became more obvious. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was slightly heavier. Her beautiful white legs gently slid on the bed sheet, and her sensitive tops were sometimes raised, and her buttocks were naturally tightened.
The pussy was wet, soft and warm. After Lao Zhao's index finger was inserted into it, it seemed like he was sucked tightly by his little mouth. He actually didn't understand any sensitive G-spots, but he just thrust in by inertia, then he reached into two fingers, scraping in the narrow and wet vagina, squeezed out more fragrant honey liquid from it, making a hissing sound, and jade liquor flowed across the cracks of the stockings and buttocks.
Um... Ouyang Zhen's face was sideways, his messy hair covered his eyes, his fragrant lips slightly opened, and his slender hands unconsciously grabbed the skirt.
The gurgling honey liquid overflowed, showing a crystal clear color, spread all over the edge of the labia. Lao Zhao smelled it without any odor, but instead had a clear and lewd atmosphere.
This was probably the longest foreplay he had held back. The uncomfortable feeling that had lasted for a long time was relieved. He took off his pants in just a few seconds. His ugly penis was congested and erect, and his glans was not big and purple-red.
Ouyang Zhen's beautiful white legs were forced to separate. Lao Zhao held his penis and pressed it against the mouth of his pussy, easily pushing open the two delicate labia. The glans was covered with crystal honey liquid, and it was only one last step away from knocking in the door.
Ouyang Zhen always closed her eyes. Her pink and jade-like face was flushed, and her drunken look even more blurred and charming. Lao Zhao stared at her like a sneer, and a sneered at the corner of her mouth. The glans successfully opened her pussy and buried it in the tight and wet vagina, and couldn't help but hum it.
But the glans couldn't move forward again, and there was a thin diaphragm blocking the vagina at the entrance. Now Lao Zhao was stunned. It turned out that Ouyang Zhen and Zhao Jingxin had been together for so many years, and they even lived together. She was actually a virgin, which surprised and happy Lao Zhao.
My son, you don’t cherish it. As a father, I will help your wife deflower today, hahahaha!
Old Zhao, who was full of lewd smiles, slowly pressed forward his waist. The originally clotted vagina was stretched open little by little. The extremely thin hymen could not stop the glans from rushing, and it was quickly pierced.
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Under inertia, the penis was successfully inserted into a soft and warm cavity wall, surrounded by wet and tender flesh, tightly slinging his entire penis.
Woo... Ouyang Zhen opened his cherry lips in pain, his eyelashes trembled violently, and a little tears fell from the corners of his eyes. His beautiful white legs wanted to close inward, but were blocked by Lao Zhao's body, making him look delicate and powerless.
Huh, Ouyang, Ouyang Zhen!You are mine... Old Zhao's eyes turned red, and she silently stared at Ouyang Zhen who was sleeping. At this moment, her face was very uncomfortable, and she frowned and her lips tightly pursed, as if she had a nightmare.
It hurts... The girl's vague moans stimulated Lao Zhao's nerves even more.
His penis was slowly pulled out from his pussy, and a lot of blood was squeezed out, causing the originally pure white stockings to seep red.
He was so proud that he let his glans squeeze open the slit of his labia again, and thrust it into the depths of his pussy bit by bit. The tight path of Quchi was also slowly stretched open, and the flesh on the vagina rubbed against his penis, which greatly stimulated Lao Zhao.
Puchi
When the entire penis was inserted into the tight pussy, the girl's wet labia was tightly attached to the man's pubic bone, and the two sexual organs collided closely and could no longer distinguish each other.
Old Zhao was squeaking heavily and tried to shake his waist. The frequency of penis thrusting gradually increased. The glans kept exploring the wet vagina deep in the depths. There was strong friction between particles, and it was squirming and sucking the penis.
Um……
Ouyang Zhen's cherry lips opened slightly, and occasionally she would make a soft moan. Her fragrant feet seemed boneless, and were more smooth under the cover of white stockings. Her delicately crafted toes were sometimes tight and sometimes relaxed.
Seeing this, Lao Zhao raised his beautiful white legs directly and put them together, making the pussy more clearly visible. A lot of juice splashed every time the penis entered and out, and a crisp sound of slapping at the two of them.
His penis is not very long, but every time he has to let his glans press against the uterine wall deep in the flower hole, as if this is the last pure place to conquer the girl.
Who............... hurts...
Ouyang Zhen seemed to want to open his eyes hard, and Old Zhao was so scared that he quickly covered her eyes with his clothes.
The daughter-in-law's toes are delicate and cute, and the warm fragrance is even more tender under the cover of white stockings. A fragrant breath comes to her nose. Lao Zhao sniffs the warm fragrance and soft jade feet, and his palms are not idle either. He climbs up the beauty's soft breasts and rubs them roughly.
The white and tender breasts had a faint red mark, and the breasts swayed as the soft waist twisted, and the pink cherries were pinched and pulled hard by fingers. This tossed and made the daughter-in-law's reaction more obvious, and her moans came one after another.
Ah...Woo... Ouyang Zhen's hair was messy and his eyelashes were trembling. She breathed and gasped. She had a slight fragrance of sweat on her body. However, her pink and tender vagina contracted and squirmed regularly, and the flesh tightly wrapped around her penis.
Lao Zhao's scalp was numb and his face became even more flushing. The beauty's vagina was squirming and contracting, making the glans and cock particularly sensitive. After thrusting for more than ten minutes, his waist was thrusting forward, spraying a large amount of semen from the glans, pouring all into the depths of his vagina, and ejaculating for twenty seconds before stopping.
Good daughter-in-law, I've ejaculated all of you, and I've given them all... Old Zhao's eyes were dissipated and he said slowly.
At this time, Ouyang Zhen's abdomen was slightly bulging, and his entire vagina was filled with semen. When his penis was pulled out, a large amount of fishy semen gushed out from his vagina.
Old Zhao, who had recovered a little bit of rationality, quickly filled the semen with both hands, then opened her pink lips and poured them all into her mouth.
In order to let the daughter-in-law swallow it all, Lao Zhao even poured water into her mouth and struggled for a long time before finishing the endgame.
Looking at the charming lips of his daughter-in-law, Lao Zhao's penis became hard again at some point. He pinched his daughter-in-law's jade cheeks, stuffed the glans into her cherry lips, and pounded it hard into the beauty's throat.
Don’t you usually dislike me? Come on, just hold it in my mouth!Lao Zhao's expression was ferocious and he stabbed him hard for a long time, which caused the beauty to cough physically before stopping the torture.
Little bitch, lie down for me.
Old Zhao gasped, picked her up from behind and made her kneel, lifted her white stockings and jade buttocks back, revealing Muizhi Lanni's charming honey hole, and the mons pubic mound was shining with honey liquid.
Since the mouth of the vagina could no longer be closed, the glans could easily squeeze open the slit of flesh. The edges and corners of the glans scratched the vast and unrestrained honey, and the narrow and secluded path was gradually stretched out by the penis again.
When the whole piece was in, Lao Zhao pressed down on his daughter-in-law's slimmer buttocks and began a new round of high-frequency thrusting. He was like a knight galloping across the road. His flat chest made a hoarse sound like a broken bellows. He grabbed his daughter-in-law's two silk stockings and jade feet to play with it. His ankles were delicate and charming, and his waist even hit the elastic buttocks.
The rough big hands kept patting their smooth buttocks, making a sound of banging, and the originally flawless buttocks appeared with clear red palm prints.
Bitch, if you don’t wear pants, you have to wear stockings, you are slutty!
Ouyang Zhen's white thin translucent stockings were full of high-end skin feeling. After Lao Zhao's violent tearing, the stockings on the round buttocks were pulled out, all of which were ripped holes. Straws of transparent love juice flowed out from the location of sexual organs, soaking the crotch of the stockings in the buttocks.
Maybe the semen swallowed into the stomach worked, Ouyang Zhen's body trembled and hot, his skin showed an unnatural blush, and his face was flushed and he burst into waves.
As his delicate body shakes violently, the breasts pulled by gravity sway back and forth like a bell. The two cherries were pulled hard and there was already a slight redness and swollenness. Old Zhao thrust his tight vagina over and over again, and sprayed a large stream of thick semen into the depths of his vagina again.
He looked crazy, and even after ejaculation, he continued to thrust mechanically. His fingers separated the tender flesh of the rosy labia with force, with milky white semen and warm jade slurry mixed inside, and flowing out as the penis thrusts.
Woo... Ouyang Zhen cooperated with his melodious moans and could not extricate himself from the orgasm of dreams and illusions.
Every time Lao Zhao bumps into the deepest part of his daughter-in-law's pussy, he feels that the glans is being sucked and repulsive. The numb electric current is transmitted from the spinal nerves to the brain, which is both short and addictive. Another round of semen is poured into the honey. When the penis is pulled out, Lao Zhao still uses his fingers to get all the semen from the vagina, and then feeds Ouyang Zhen a little bit. He has made up his mind to completely conquer his daughter-in-law.
It was at this moment that he realized that the door was covered with a gap.
What are you peeking at? Come in!
Old Zhao shouted in a deep voice, after all, this is her daughter's room, and it is normal for her to have a key.
Zhao Qingyi was actually eavesdropping and masturbating outside the door. In order to please her father, she took off all her clothes early, put on open-stitched black stockings, and stood in front of her father with a pair of exposed white pigeon breasts. She was timid and seemed to have done something wrong.
Lao Zhao pointed to the bed: You are kneeling like this.
Yes, my father~
She knelt obediently on the bed in a dog-like shape, and even shook her tender buttocks, like a pure little bitch.
After Lao Zhao pressed his daughter's black silk buttocks, he thrust his waist forward, and his glans successfully squeezed open his wet labia, and stabbed it into the depths of his pussy with a pussy.
Woo...come in...
With Lao Zhao's regular thrusting, Zhao Qingyi's pigeon breasts swayed slightly, and she deliberately raised her black silk tender feet up, allowing Lao Zhao to easily play with her delicate ankles that were smooth and crisp.
Dad is so good, my daughter likes it very much~
Her hair was messy and her face was red. She moaned while burying her head between Ouyang Zhen's legs, stretching out her fragrant tongue to suck the semen flowing out of her pussy.
Lao Zhao's breathing became more rapid, and his vision gradually blurred. He slowed down slightly. After resting for a while, he continued to thrust his penis and pounded it back and forth in his daughter's vagina. Every time he thrust, the love juice splashed, and the intercourse position was so wet that it was so wet that the pigeon breasts were also grabbed, pinched and ravaged.
It feels so comfortable, my father is going to fuck his daughter to death... Compared to Ouyang Zhen's drunken state, Zhao Qingyi's cooperation is higher and he caters to Lao Zhao's thrusting.
When she lay flat on the bed, her slender legs bound by black stockings were tightly wrapped around Lao Zhao's back, her white and tender buttocks would be raised lightly, and her white body trembled and hot.
Her daughter's moans gradually became high, from reserved gasping to ecstasy and bone-absorbing. Her cheeks became more and more intoxicated. She held her father's face with her jade hands and kissed her, and took the initiative to pry open her teeth and sucked them together.
Zhao Qingyi's deliberate pleasing and catering did not completely capture Lao Zhao's lust. He was still half-hearted and had great obsession with conquering his daughter-in-law. He grabbed one of Ouyang Zhen's white silk and dragged her over.
At this time, Ouyang Zhen's starry eyes were half closed, his face was bright and soft, and his slender pink neck was fragrant and sweaty. He seemed particularly uncomfortable under the aphrodisiac effect of semen, rubbing his beautiful legs back and forth.
However, his daughter always hugged Lao Zhao tightly, and her waist and hips twisted wildly. Under the continuous squeeze and friction of his daughter's vagina, he had the desire to ejaculate again. He quickly pulled it out of the wet vagina, letting his daughter kneel down and hold the glans in her mouth, and a large amount of semen was sprayed out.
Zhao Qingyi licked the glans with satisfaction, swallowed all the semen into her stomach, and then fell into orgasm and became dementia.
Old Zhao pressed Ouyang Zhen under his body, spread her white silk legs, and pounded the half-soft and hard penis into her pussy again. After thrusting back and forth for a while, the penis regained its mighty power.
As the semen entered the body, Ouyang Zhen developed some poisoning symptoms. While muttering, she cooperated with hugging Lao Zhao's neck. Her tight and round white buttocks were subjected to continuous impact, and her pair of plump breasts were even more trembling and turbulent.
Itchy...and...
The strange reaction of his daughter-in-law made Lao Zhao happy. He tried to bend down and kiss her fragrant lips, and Ouyang Zhen also opened his lips in a blur and let him ask for it, his expression fascinated.
A lot of sweat spilled from Lao Zhao's forehead, blending with the fragrant sweat on Ouyang Zhen's body's skin. The skin was covered with wet liquid, the skin was warm and tender, and the heat flow in the honey hole also soaked the penis and flowed out bit by bit.
Zhao Qingyi crawled behind Lao Zhao, obediently licking the sexual organs and intercourse between the two.
So hot... so uncomfortable... Ouyang Zhen closed his eyes tightly and expressed his grief. His white silk jade feet actively hooked around Lao Zhao's waist and his white stockings looked bright and thin after being soaked in sweat, with a hazy and fragrant body fragrance. His pair of breasts were almost flattened into an oval.
Due to lack of physical strength, Lao Zhao only felt that he had a star on his eyes. Under Ouyang Zhen's series of unconscious caterpancy, the gate of the sperm was opened, and the glans pounded into the depths of the vagina, and semen splashed out.
Ouyang Zhen did not let Lao Zhao go, and his delicate body was still holding his wet labia and pussy tightly against Lao Zhao's pubic bone. His beautiful white legs wrapped around his waist and rubbed his sexual organs with his jade buttocks and waist.
Throughout the afternoon, Lao Zhao was in a cycle of rest, thrusting, resting, and repeating thrusting. Ouyang Zhen was posing in various lewd positions on the bed. A large amount of semen continued to flow out of her vagina, and her labia had turned red and swollen from tenderness, and her whole body was covered with bruises and red palm prints.
Until the evening, Lao Zhao's legs were so trembling that he could hardly stand up. After turning on the main light in the room, he looked at the mottled two girls on the bed, with watermarks of the dried up semen and honey everywhere, and there were scattered blood on the bed sheets.
Although he was very tired, he was full of accomplishment at this moment, and Ouyang Zhen finally became a slave under his crotch.
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