...Little bad guy, do you want to squeeze your brother dry, right?Sooner or later, my brother will be fucked by you, a slut.
While whispering with a smile, Su Ye looked at her sister's face with semen and looked satisfied.
She applied the liquids that belonged to her alone on all over her body. Under the candlelight, she saw that her jade skin became more and more shiny, and her tentacles were like tender tofu that broke when they touched. I don’t know if it was moistened by the man with his penis every night, so that his ice-skinned bones were cool and sweat-free.
After this, it was already four o'clock in the morning, Su Ye lifted up the curtain and got off the bed to dress and tidy up.
The embroidered mattress under Mingzhu had already been soaked with the vaginal fluid mixed with them. Su Ye wrapped her in Yilian quilt, picked her up and put it on the couch, and replaced the dirty mattress.
He never discarded these things, and kept them all in one place, only used as a way to miss his sister.He licked all the wet marks on Mingzhu's body, and it was so dry that it seemed as if nothing happened
Except for her pussy that became a little red and swollen, her lip blossomed a few inches, and the finger marks on her breasts seemed to be brighter after a day and night, and there was nothing else.
Now that it was sorted out, Su Ye took her back to her original place, leaned over and kissed her little mouth, put down the curtain, and then left reluctantly.
Mingzhu slept until dawn and finally woke up.When I got up, I felt sore between my legs and my body was soft and weak, and I couldn't help but blush.
It turned out that she had a spring dream all night last night, and her brother was playing with her.
The two of them met naked in her boudoir. The brother made her into various lewd postures, either fucking her pussy, titting her breasts, and cumming all the semen on her face.
When she woke up, Mingzhu felt her lower body was wet. She thought it was caused by the slutty water flowing out when she was in love, and she couldn't help but secretly regret that she was not good at it.
Why was he raped me yesterday? I started thinking about him in my dreams at night.
She still remembers that after Su Ye forced her to occupy her body in the past, she dreamed of being violated and ravaged by him every night, until she followed her parents to leave Beijing, and she stopped dreaming that way.
...As sure, has the lust in her bones been hooked up again?Or, she cared about him in her heart, so she had a dream at night...
Just as she was upset, her maid Feixing had already come in when she heard the noise. Feixing lifted the curtain: How are the girl on her body today?Just now, my wife sent someone to say that the girl doesn’t have to pay tribute, she just rests at home.
While saying that, he asked the girls to come in and serve her to wash.After washing up, Mingzhu changed into homely clothes, and the women had already carried a square table.
Inside a few big red paint boxes, in addition to a few sample dishes, there is also a tray of crystal small dumplings.
The little dumplings are all exquisitely made, wrapped in lotus seeds, shells, flowers... and the shape of goldfish, crystal clear, small and cute. They pick them up and take them a bite, and the soup is fragrant with teeth and cheeks.
Seeing this, Mingzhu couldn't help but feel moved, and said: Is this also made in the kitchen?
The woman underground smiled and said: Of course, we just want to do it, but we don’t have such good skills.
Mingzhu smiled slightly, and no longer said anything. She just picked up the little dumplings and savored them carefully. She ate all four or five dumplings and drank half a bowl of rice porridge.
Feixing said: It turns out that the girl likes to eat this. If she had known it, she would have sent it to the kitchen yesterday.
Mingzhu shook her head and said: They can't do it.
The familiar taste and the fancy styles specially made to make children happy can only be done by the person who remembers that she would cook in person whenever she was sick.
For a moment, she was a little confused. She hadn't recalled what happened when she was a child for a long time. It was not that she didn't want to, but that she couldn't.
Let’s talk about the Qin Mansion over there. At this time, because Qin Yu’s birthday was approaching, Yu Shu and other sisters gathered in Qin’s mother’s room to celebrate Qin Yu’s birthday.
While whispering with a smile, Su Ye looked at her sister's face with semen and looked satisfied.
She applied the liquids that belonged to her alone on all over her body. Under the candlelight, she saw that her jade skin became more and more shiny, and her tentacles were like tender tofu that broke when they touched. I don’t know if it was moistened by the man with his penis every night, so that his ice-skinned bones were cool and sweat-free.
After this, it was already four o'clock in the morning, Su Ye lifted up the curtain and got off the bed to dress and tidy up.
The embroidered mattress under Mingzhu had already been soaked with the vaginal fluid mixed with them. Su Ye wrapped her in Yilian quilt, picked her up and put it on the couch, and replaced the dirty mattress.
He never discarded these things, and kept them all in one place, only used as a way to miss his sister.He licked all the wet marks on Mingzhu's body, and it was so dry that it seemed as if nothing happened
Except for her pussy that became a little red and swollen, her lip blossomed a few inches, and the finger marks on her breasts seemed to be brighter after a day and night, and there was nothing else.
Now that it was sorted out, Su Ye took her back to her original place, leaned over and kissed her little mouth, put down the curtain, and then left reluctantly.
Mingzhu slept until dawn and finally woke up.When I got up, I felt sore between my legs and my body was soft and weak, and I couldn't help but blush.
It turned out that she had a spring dream all night last night, and her brother was playing with her.
The two of them met naked in her boudoir. The brother made her into various lewd postures, either fucking her pussy, titting her breasts, and cumming all the semen on her face.
When she woke up, Mingzhu felt her lower body was wet. She thought it was caused by the slutty water flowing out when she was in love, and she couldn't help but secretly regret that she was not good at it.
Why was he raped me yesterday? I started thinking about him in my dreams at night.
She still remembers that after Su Ye forced her to occupy her body in the past, she dreamed of being violated and ravaged by him every night, until she followed her parents to leave Beijing, and she stopped dreaming that way.
...As sure, has the lust in her bones been hooked up again?Or, she cared about him in her heart, so she had a dream at night...
Just as she was upset, her maid Feixing had already come in when she heard the noise. Feixing lifted the curtain: How are the girl on her body today?Just now, my wife sent someone to say that the girl doesn’t have to pay tribute, she just rests at home.
While saying that, he asked the girls to come in and serve her to wash.After washing up, Mingzhu changed into homely clothes, and the women had already carried a square table.
Inside a few big red paint boxes, in addition to a few sample dishes, there is also a tray of crystal small dumplings.
The little dumplings are all exquisitely made, wrapped in lotus seeds, shells, flowers... and the shape of goldfish, crystal clear, small and cute. They pick them up and take them a bite, and the soup is fragrant with teeth and cheeks.
Seeing this, Mingzhu couldn't help but feel moved, and said: Is this also made in the kitchen?
The woman underground smiled and said: Of course, we just want to do it, but we don’t have such good skills.
Mingzhu smiled slightly, and no longer said anything. She just picked up the little dumplings and savored them carefully. She ate all four or five dumplings and drank half a bowl of rice porridge.
Feixing said: It turns out that the girl likes to eat this. If she had known it, she would have sent it to the kitchen yesterday.
Mingzhu shook her head and said: They can't do it.
The familiar taste and the fancy styles specially made to make children happy can only be done by the person who remembers that she would cook in person whenever she was sick.
For a moment, she was a little confused. She hadn't recalled what happened when she was a child for a long time. It was not that she didn't want to, but that she couldn't.
Let’s talk about the Qin Mansion over there. At this time, because Qin Yu’s birthday was approaching, Yu Shu and other sisters gathered in Qin’s mother’s room to celebrate Qin Yu’s birthday.
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