Seeing Yang Yihao's uncomfortable look, Zhang Qiulin couldn't help laughing out loud, swung his fist and hit Yang Yihao a few times, and cursed and said in a very shameless manner: Little bad guy... I just bully others like this... I'll see if they won't bite you down for a while...
Coquettishly, cursing, and scolding. Zhang Qiulin, a mature young woman with a rippling spring, also half pushed her head down to Yang Yihao's knees, unzipped her pants, and leaned in and out to rub her. She saw a huge object suddenly jumping out, as the thickness of her arm, her muscles were mostly pink, and her chaotic blood was clearly visible. A huge mushroom on the dragon's head was half held in the skin, and the middle urethra opened and closed like a fish mouth, spewing out a fiery breath. Although it was not the first time she saw and tasted it, Zhang Qiulin was still panicked and shy.
At this time, Zhang Qiulin's big eyes, which had already been watery, were also boldly looking at the purple dragon head that kept interspersing from her delicate jade hands. Yang Yihao knew that as soon as he pushed forward, his big dragon head would hit Zhang Qiulin's chin, and the smile on her gorgeous face filled with spring love became stronger and stronger. Yang Yihao knew that the mature young woman Zhang Qiulin was already full of spring love. He stared at Zhang Qiulin's eyes, and used his eyes to signal her to look at her thick and long behemoth, and said with a wicked smile: Good Qiulin, do you like my big cock?
The little bad guy... just likes to humiliate others like this...
Zhang Qiulin said coquettishly, glanced at the giant figure below with affectionate expression, and turned her eyes shyly to the side. However, although she did not answer, she unconsciously licked her cherry lips again. How could this seemingly natural movement avoid Yang Yihao's lustful eyes? Yang Yihao moved forward, and his hard giant figure pressed on the tip of Zhang Qiulin's nose. Then he first gently rubbed and touched Zhang Qiulin's chin and cheeks with the big dragon head until Zhang Qiulin shook his head embarrassedly and anxiously.When Yang Yihao couldn't stand being tortured by him, he stopped his big dragon head under Zhang Qiulin's nostrils. Zhang Qiulin seemed to smell the rich smell emitted by the huge object. She turned her head to dodge, but Yang Yihao pressed Zhang Qiulin's pink neck with his big hand, and her head was fixed between Yang Yihao's crotch. At this time, Zhang Qiulin, who had nowhere to hide, had a scorching hot light in his watery eyes, and he stared boldly at Yang Yihao's lustful handsome eyes.
What a beautiful autumn rain, isn’t it like three autumns a day without seeing each other?
Yang Yihao smiled wickedly and was not in a hurry. He held Zhang Qiulin's head with both hands and turned to his lower body. He held the straight giant in front of Zhang Qiulin, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and stroked Zhang Qiulin's smooth hair with the other hand. The hard giant was wiped around her beautiful pretty face, rubbing between her slightly closed eyes, face and nose bridge. At this time, due to extreme excitement, the semen overflowing from the dragon head covered Zhang Qiulin's face with the movement of the giant on her cheeks.
Yang Yihao was still slow, patting Zhang Qiulin's delicate cheeks that seemed to be broken with a huge object. After a while, he began to press the big dragon head tightly against Zhang Qiulin's lips, trying to push into Zhang Qiulin's mouth, but the mature young woman Zhang Qiulin glared at Yang Yihao with a smirk and anger, shook her head and struggled with a narrow silence, locking her teeth, and she refused to let Yang Yihao's big dragon head easily enter. Zhang Qiulin's bright eyes were half open and half closed, and the expression on her face was playful and shy, as if she knew that although she was doomed in the end, she did not want to surrender easily.;And Yang Yihao, who was confident, seemed to be happy to continue playing this extremely provocative offensive and defensive game with the beautiful governor Zhang Qiulin. He began to change his strategy and no longer sprinted towards Zhang Qiulin's lips randomly. Instead, he used his hideous and hard dragon head to scrape Zhang Qiulin's two rosy and sexy lips up and down, left and right. After playing with this for a while, he simply stretched out his left hand to push Zhang Qiulin's lips so that his dragon head could directly touch the two rows of snow-white teeth. Zhang Qiulin closed his eyes with no escape, letting him use the dragon head to help her brush her teeth diligently.
Zhang Qiulin could no longer control her red lips, then opened her neat and white little broken teeth, spit out her sweet and smooth tongue and licked Yang Yihao's dragon head; she held the giant rod with both hands, poked out a pink tongue, pressed tightly against the edge of the foreskin and stretched inward, and waited until the tip of the tongue penetrated deep into the foreskin and hooked the inner eaves of the ditch crown, and then slowly pried down the bottom of the tongue, and turned the huge dragon head out like peeling a lychee., the wet and soft tongue circled the ditch crown, sweeping the white sticky body hidden deep inside. This was not the first time she sucked and licked Yang Yihao's behemoth, but she felt the tip of her tongue was a little warm and salty. She savored it carefully and savored it endlessly. She couldn't help but open her mouth and swallowed the entire faucet into her mouth. She grinds the delicate cavity walls carefully. Occasionally, she used fine tooth to lightly cut the depth of the ditch crown with her fine tooth, and then rotated her head to flatten the folds in the deep ditch.
The beautiful governor Zhang Qiulin's lips and teeth skills are getting higher and higher, and the whole grain served by the sensitive behemoth is numb. Yang Yihao raised his head and moaned softly, holding the mature young woman Zhang Qiulin tightly with one hand and pressed it hard. The flesh crown rubbed against the fragrant tongue and squeezed it to the extreme, and it actually touched Zhang Qiulin's tender throat. Zhang Qiulin's throat looked very similar to a woman's stamen. The flesh crown was extremely comfortable on it. Yang Yihao was greedy for the soft touch and rushed to thrust the behemoth frequently. Suddenly, it was exploring deeper. The dragon head slid through the throat lock and penetrated deeply.Zhang Qiulin's throat was not sure whether it was bones or flesh, but it was a bit hard in the softness. It was so painful and numb that the dragon head was scratched like a juvenile fish bone spur. Yang Yihao frowned and endured it for a while until he could no longer bear it. He quickly pulled it out. Unexpectedly, the throat was stuck in the depths of the groove crown like a flesh nail. It took a lot of force to pull it out against the force. The flesh crown scraped in the throat was extremely numb. Fortunately, Yang Yihao had already vented on Lin Ziyi and Su Qiaoxuan and his daughter before, otherwise he might have been thirsty again.
Zhang Qiulin couldn't breathe, and hurriedly opened her head and spit out a huge thing with both hands. She lay on Yang Yihao's knees, her lips were so open that she was panting. She had never been in such a depth when she served her lips and tongue like this a few times. At this time, she felt that her throat was stuffy and hot. The rattle between her legs in the skirt could not help but spasm in the valley, and the spring water flowed out, and it was applied to the flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, which was extremely lustful.
After a long time, Zhang Qiulin finally came to his senses, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the huge creature in front of him, and smiled shyly: Little bad guy, he has taken his life, and he doesn't know how to cherish him. Such a big thing is stuffed in, which almost made him lose his anger.
Good, Qiu Lin, I almost fainted when I felt comfortable just now, and I couldn't even hold the steering wheel. Your ventriloquy is getting better and better.
Yang Yihao pulled up the satin-like black hair, and a ecstasy fragrance spread everywhere, which made him feel lustful and eager to pull over the soft and boneless jade hands and put them on his huge body to caress. We might as well find a place to enjoy the fire.
Don't... Little bad guy... drive a quick car... This is the Hongmen Banquet... People give you this... If you want to come out, you will come out... If you don't come out, you will be overwhelmed...
Zhang Qiulin turned his head and grabbed Yang Yihao's meat bag. The projectile was nowhere to escape. She rubbed her teeth lightly, shook her head and swayed, and jumped left and right until the egg sac that was curled into a red date-like pulling point, then she loosened her teeth, tightened her mouth hard, slowly squeezed the projectile out of her lips, and bounced back to its original state.
Little bad guy, who are you with today? There are so many sticky and dirty things on it that it smells so bad.
Zhang Qiulin said coquettishly with silky eyes, and his mouth was coquettish. In fact, he couldn't help but like the strong masculine aura of Yang Yihao more and more, mixed with the lustful smell of having sex with someone just now, which made the mature young woman Zhang Qiulin intoxicated and unable to extricate herself.
Zhang Qiulin took turns to greet the two bullets several times, then stretched out his red tongue and licked it from the root of the giant object to the ditch crown. After a few circles, he stopped on the urethra. The flexible tongue tip was like a snake, exploring left and right in the small hole. Suddenly, she beat her tongue into a thin curl, and the tip gap was facing the urethra, as if she was drinking a bottle, she saliva bit by bit. The tiny hole was instantly filled with sticky saliva, and the entire dragon body was covered with glossy saliva, and the overflowing water was bright and dazzling.
It was not until Zhang Qiulin felt dry that his tongue slowly abandoned the giant thing. Looking at his masterpiece in front of him, Zhang Qiulin felt very accomplished. Regardless of Yang Yihao's burning gaze that seemed to be swallowing her alive, he leaned over and tapped his tongue into the dense forest. The sensitive tip of the tongue carefully captured the roots of each hair. After being explored clearly, he hurriedly moved the tongue to the lower abdomen, swiped around Yang Yihao's abdominal muscle contour, and finally hit the navel.
To serve the beautiful governor Zhang Qiulin so carefully, Yang Yihao's heart flew to the sky, his eyelids drooped, his eyebrows tightly twisted together, and he moaned unconsciously: Qiulin...oh...so Qiulin...so good...so good...
Yang Yihao was refreshed and didn't care about it. He pressed Zhang Qiulin's pink neck and puffed it into it with a puff.
Suddenly, the stimulation from the lower body made Yang Yihao tremble and numb: he immediately felt that Zhang Qiulin's little mouth was immediately wrapped tightly with his huge object, and there was no gap. His cheeks were undulating with the huge object. A soft and wet fragrant tongue was placed on the hot dragon head, and his teeth gently rubbed against the urethra on the dragon head. The extremely powerful stimulation almost made Yang Yihao spray in advance. In order to enjoy the jade body in front of him, Yang Yihao had to stop thrusting and slow down his rising lust slightly. Zhang Qiulin's skills became more and more skillful, but Yang Yihao felt that her tongue was squirting and entangling unconsciously on his dragon head.
The beauty was in her arms, and at the moment when she was rich, Yang Yihao immediately hugged Zhang Qiulin's head with both hands and sent it to her crotch. The giant object also accelerated its frequency and thrust in her cherry mouth. The long giant object hit deep into her throat. Her saliva also flowed down the corner of her mouth with the giant object's thrust. Yang Yihao's hands were not idle. He took turns to knead and rub her snow-white, soft, plump and round breasts and her congested and swelling nipples, feeling the soft and elastic feeling like cotton candy.
While stroking, Yang Yihao sighed, really amazed that God created human beings so soft, fluffy and elastic. Even if he died in this softness, he would not be a waste of his life.
Coquettishly, cursing, and scolding. Zhang Qiulin, a mature young woman with a rippling spring, also half pushed her head down to Yang Yihao's knees, unzipped her pants, and leaned in and out to rub her. She saw a huge object suddenly jumping out, as the thickness of her arm, her muscles were mostly pink, and her chaotic blood was clearly visible. A huge mushroom on the dragon's head was half held in the skin, and the middle urethra opened and closed like a fish mouth, spewing out a fiery breath. Although it was not the first time she saw and tasted it, Zhang Qiulin was still panicked and shy.
At this time, Zhang Qiulin's big eyes, which had already been watery, were also boldly looking at the purple dragon head that kept interspersing from her delicate jade hands. Yang Yihao knew that as soon as he pushed forward, his big dragon head would hit Zhang Qiulin's chin, and the smile on her gorgeous face filled with spring love became stronger and stronger. Yang Yihao knew that the mature young woman Zhang Qiulin was already full of spring love. He stared at Zhang Qiulin's eyes, and used his eyes to signal her to look at her thick and long behemoth, and said with a wicked smile: Good Qiulin, do you like my big cock?
The little bad guy... just likes to humiliate others like this...
Zhang Qiulin said coquettishly, glanced at the giant figure below with affectionate expression, and turned her eyes shyly to the side. However, although she did not answer, she unconsciously licked her cherry lips again. How could this seemingly natural movement avoid Yang Yihao's lustful eyes? Yang Yihao moved forward, and his hard giant figure pressed on the tip of Zhang Qiulin's nose. Then he first gently rubbed and touched Zhang Qiulin's chin and cheeks with the big dragon head until Zhang Qiulin shook his head embarrassedly and anxiously.When Yang Yihao couldn't stand being tortured by him, he stopped his big dragon head under Zhang Qiulin's nostrils. Zhang Qiulin seemed to smell the rich smell emitted by the huge object. She turned her head to dodge, but Yang Yihao pressed Zhang Qiulin's pink neck with his big hand, and her head was fixed between Yang Yihao's crotch. At this time, Zhang Qiulin, who had nowhere to hide, had a scorching hot light in his watery eyes, and he stared boldly at Yang Yihao's lustful handsome eyes.
What a beautiful autumn rain, isn’t it like three autumns a day without seeing each other?
Yang Yihao smiled wickedly and was not in a hurry. He held Zhang Qiulin's head with both hands and turned to his lower body. He held the straight giant in front of Zhang Qiulin, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and stroked Zhang Qiulin's smooth hair with the other hand. The hard giant was wiped around her beautiful pretty face, rubbing between her slightly closed eyes, face and nose bridge. At this time, due to extreme excitement, the semen overflowing from the dragon head covered Zhang Qiulin's face with the movement of the giant on her cheeks.
Yang Yihao was still slow, patting Zhang Qiulin's delicate cheeks that seemed to be broken with a huge object. After a while, he began to press the big dragon head tightly against Zhang Qiulin's lips, trying to push into Zhang Qiulin's mouth, but the mature young woman Zhang Qiulin glared at Yang Yihao with a smirk and anger, shook her head and struggled with a narrow silence, locking her teeth, and she refused to let Yang Yihao's big dragon head easily enter. Zhang Qiulin's bright eyes were half open and half closed, and the expression on her face was playful and shy, as if she knew that although she was doomed in the end, she did not want to surrender easily.;And Yang Yihao, who was confident, seemed to be happy to continue playing this extremely provocative offensive and defensive game with the beautiful governor Zhang Qiulin. He began to change his strategy and no longer sprinted towards Zhang Qiulin's lips randomly. Instead, he used his hideous and hard dragon head to scrape Zhang Qiulin's two rosy and sexy lips up and down, left and right. After playing with this for a while, he simply stretched out his left hand to push Zhang Qiulin's lips so that his dragon head could directly touch the two rows of snow-white teeth. Zhang Qiulin closed his eyes with no escape, letting him use the dragon head to help her brush her teeth diligently.
Zhang Qiulin could no longer control her red lips, then opened her neat and white little broken teeth, spit out her sweet and smooth tongue and licked Yang Yihao's dragon head; she held the giant rod with both hands, poked out a pink tongue, pressed tightly against the edge of the foreskin and stretched inward, and waited until the tip of the tongue penetrated deep into the foreskin and hooked the inner eaves of the ditch crown, and then slowly pried down the bottom of the tongue, and turned the huge dragon head out like peeling a lychee., the wet and soft tongue circled the ditch crown, sweeping the white sticky body hidden deep inside. This was not the first time she sucked and licked Yang Yihao's behemoth, but she felt the tip of her tongue was a little warm and salty. She savored it carefully and savored it endlessly. She couldn't help but open her mouth and swallowed the entire faucet into her mouth. She grinds the delicate cavity walls carefully. Occasionally, she used fine tooth to lightly cut the depth of the ditch crown with her fine tooth, and then rotated her head to flatten the folds in the deep ditch.
The beautiful governor Zhang Qiulin's lips and teeth skills are getting higher and higher, and the whole grain served by the sensitive behemoth is numb. Yang Yihao raised his head and moaned softly, holding the mature young woman Zhang Qiulin tightly with one hand and pressed it hard. The flesh crown rubbed against the fragrant tongue and squeezed it to the extreme, and it actually touched Zhang Qiulin's tender throat. Zhang Qiulin's throat looked very similar to a woman's stamen. The flesh crown was extremely comfortable on it. Yang Yihao was greedy for the soft touch and rushed to thrust the behemoth frequently. Suddenly, it was exploring deeper. The dragon head slid through the throat lock and penetrated deeply.Zhang Qiulin's throat was not sure whether it was bones or flesh, but it was a bit hard in the softness. It was so painful and numb that the dragon head was scratched like a juvenile fish bone spur. Yang Yihao frowned and endured it for a while until he could no longer bear it. He quickly pulled it out. Unexpectedly, the throat was stuck in the depths of the groove crown like a flesh nail. It took a lot of force to pull it out against the force. The flesh crown scraped in the throat was extremely numb. Fortunately, Yang Yihao had already vented on Lin Ziyi and Su Qiaoxuan and his daughter before, otherwise he might have been thirsty again.
Zhang Qiulin couldn't breathe, and hurriedly opened her head and spit out a huge thing with both hands. She lay on Yang Yihao's knees, her lips were so open that she was panting. She had never been in such a depth when she served her lips and tongue like this a few times. At this time, she felt that her throat was stuffy and hot. The rattle between her legs in the skirt could not help but spasm in the valley, and the spring water flowed out, and it was applied to the flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, which was extremely lustful.
After a long time, Zhang Qiulin finally came to his senses, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the huge creature in front of him, and smiled shyly: Little bad guy, he has taken his life, and he doesn't know how to cherish him. Such a big thing is stuffed in, which almost made him lose his anger.
Good, Qiu Lin, I almost fainted when I felt comfortable just now, and I couldn't even hold the steering wheel. Your ventriloquy is getting better and better.
Yang Yihao pulled up the satin-like black hair, and a ecstasy fragrance spread everywhere, which made him feel lustful and eager to pull over the soft and boneless jade hands and put them on his huge body to caress. We might as well find a place to enjoy the fire.
Don't... Little bad guy... drive a quick car... This is the Hongmen Banquet... People give you this... If you want to come out, you will come out... If you don't come out, you will be overwhelmed...
Zhang Qiulin turned his head and grabbed Yang Yihao's meat bag. The projectile was nowhere to escape. She rubbed her teeth lightly, shook her head and swayed, and jumped left and right until the egg sac that was curled into a red date-like pulling point, then she loosened her teeth, tightened her mouth hard, slowly squeezed the projectile out of her lips, and bounced back to its original state.
Little bad guy, who are you with today? There are so many sticky and dirty things on it that it smells so bad.
Zhang Qiulin said coquettishly with silky eyes, and his mouth was coquettish. In fact, he couldn't help but like the strong masculine aura of Yang Yihao more and more, mixed with the lustful smell of having sex with someone just now, which made the mature young woman Zhang Qiulin intoxicated and unable to extricate herself.
Zhang Qiulin took turns to greet the two bullets several times, then stretched out his red tongue and licked it from the root of the giant object to the ditch crown. After a few circles, he stopped on the urethra. The flexible tongue tip was like a snake, exploring left and right in the small hole. Suddenly, she beat her tongue into a thin curl, and the tip gap was facing the urethra, as if she was drinking a bottle, she saliva bit by bit. The tiny hole was instantly filled with sticky saliva, and the entire dragon body was covered with glossy saliva, and the overflowing water was bright and dazzling.
It was not until Zhang Qiulin felt dry that his tongue slowly abandoned the giant thing. Looking at his masterpiece in front of him, Zhang Qiulin felt very accomplished. Regardless of Yang Yihao's burning gaze that seemed to be swallowing her alive, he leaned over and tapped his tongue into the dense forest. The sensitive tip of the tongue carefully captured the roots of each hair. After being explored clearly, he hurriedly moved the tongue to the lower abdomen, swiped around Yang Yihao's abdominal muscle contour, and finally hit the navel.
To serve the beautiful governor Zhang Qiulin so carefully, Yang Yihao's heart flew to the sky, his eyelids drooped, his eyebrows tightly twisted together, and he moaned unconsciously: Qiulin...oh...so Qiulin...so good...so good...
Yang Yihao was refreshed and didn't care about it. He pressed Zhang Qiulin's pink neck and puffed it into it with a puff.
Suddenly, the stimulation from the lower body made Yang Yihao tremble and numb: he immediately felt that Zhang Qiulin's little mouth was immediately wrapped tightly with his huge object, and there was no gap. His cheeks were undulating with the huge object. A soft and wet fragrant tongue was placed on the hot dragon head, and his teeth gently rubbed against the urethra on the dragon head. The extremely powerful stimulation almost made Yang Yihao spray in advance. In order to enjoy the jade body in front of him, Yang Yihao had to stop thrusting and slow down his rising lust slightly. Zhang Qiulin's skills became more and more skillful, but Yang Yihao felt that her tongue was squirting and entangling unconsciously on his dragon head.
The beauty was in her arms, and at the moment when she was rich, Yang Yihao immediately hugged Zhang Qiulin's head with both hands and sent it to her crotch. The giant object also accelerated its frequency and thrust in her cherry mouth. The long giant object hit deep into her throat. Her saliva also flowed down the corner of her mouth with the giant object's thrust. Yang Yihao's hands were not idle. He took turns to knead and rub her snow-white, soft, plump and round breasts and her congested and swelling nipples, feeling the soft and elastic feeling like cotton candy.
While stroking, Yang Yihao sighed, really amazed that God created human beings so soft, fluffy and elastic. Even if he died in this softness, he would not be a waste of his life.
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