Hearing the reaction of Larong Zhuo Jin was particularly happy. He smiled and slid to the hole and inserted it deeply. The hungry and wriggling mèi meat immediately became tighter as soon as it was thrust, and he leaned over and held him tightly like a small mouth.
Zhuo Jin groaned, hugged Wen Luxe tightly and gasped.
Wen Jiayue was so fucked that she almost passed away. Her legs were opened and she was clamped and hugged by Zhuo Jin.
He rubbed it for a while, and the delicate and full feel didn't want to let go of it.
Just as Zhuo Jin accelerated his thrust to stop itching, Wen Junyue was suddenly dragged to the edge of the bed by him holding his legs.
He half-kneeled and spread her legs apart to his strong chest, and her body was folded as the insertion was inserted.
Zhuo Jin carried her legs and kissed her. Every time he went deeper, the mattress had to sway.
Wen Jiayue was not uncomfortable and comfortable, but her breathing became unhappy and she had to raise her head and breathe heavily.
Zhuo Jin turned his head and kissed her calves and ankles. His warm tongue licked the depression of his ankles, closed his eyes, and looked intoxicated.
Until the tip of his tongue licked the soles of his feet, the wet and smooth stimulation and itchy that Wen Junyue shivered hard. The hole was not clamped, and a large stream of juice came out, and Zhuo Jin slowly thrust and stirred up a sticky sound of water.
Ah... Wen Jiarong was so embarrassed that he grabbed the bedding and moaned and sighed. His vagina was extremely sore and soft, even with his big cock in his mouth, it was not enough.
Want more, want hard.
Zhuo Jin pressed his thumb on the front end of her vagina, rubbed some water out, rubbed his lips delicately, pushed it to the front, and slowly circled it on his clitoris.
Hearing that he was making the lower part of La Liga, she pushed his hand: Hurry up, move quickly.
Zhuo Jin's thumb was exerting force faster. After only a dozen rubs, Wen Junyue shouted loudly and was sent to orgasm by him. She complained while shouting: Well, Ah... You, you hate so much, let you move faster, not... not your hand... Um... As she spoke, she couldn't help but twitch.
As soon as she orgasm, her vagina squirmed violently, and a deep suction wrapped around Zhuo Jin and pulled him in, almost sucking him out of control.
Wen Larong had an orgasm, his whole body was limp and his feet were on Zhuo Jin's chest, and his anger had not yet come.
Zhuo Jin leaned over, and his arms were supported on both sides of her body and gradually accelerated, so he thrust his ass and claped.
Her breathing gradually became louder again, um, Ah, as Zhuo Jin thrust in and out.
When he moved really fast, her voice was as rapid as a broken bead landing.
The room was filled with intense sounds of men and women fighting, and the air heated up.Zhuo Jin was sweating, his chest muscles and abdominal muscles were shiny and very sexy.
He thrust very quickly, and the sound of slapping loudly. The rapid sound made people blush and their heart beat, and their heartbeat and softness.
Wen Luxeau had reached its extreme. Because it was too stimulating, her hands tightly clasped Zhuo Jin's back, without scratching, but she pressed his back with red and white marks.
She remembered the position Zhuo Jin once liked, and folded her wrist and stroked the back of his head.
Uh... Zhuo Jin's whole body numb and a muffled groan. Jinshou's sperm gate was gently captured by Wen Luxe's fingertips on the back of his head, and he pressed against her private parts and ejaculated.
Ah!Wen Luxe subconsciously hugged Zhuo Jin tightly and was thrown into the clouds layer by layer as he swayed.
The long-tortured pleasure burst out to the fullest at this moment.
Zhuo Jin hugged her tightly, leaving no gap, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
She raised her head back, and he kissed her chin, gently pulling away the broken hair that was soaked in sweat on her forehead.
Zhuo Jin groaned, hugged Wen Luxe tightly and gasped.
Wen Jiayue was so fucked that she almost passed away. Her legs were opened and she was clamped and hugged by Zhuo Jin.
He rubbed it for a while, and the delicate and full feel didn't want to let go of it.
Just as Zhuo Jin accelerated his thrust to stop itching, Wen Junyue was suddenly dragged to the edge of the bed by him holding his legs.
He half-kneeled and spread her legs apart to his strong chest, and her body was folded as the insertion was inserted.
Zhuo Jin carried her legs and kissed her. Every time he went deeper, the mattress had to sway.
Wen Jiayue was not uncomfortable and comfortable, but her breathing became unhappy and she had to raise her head and breathe heavily.
Zhuo Jin turned his head and kissed her calves and ankles. His warm tongue licked the depression of his ankles, closed his eyes, and looked intoxicated.
Until the tip of his tongue licked the soles of his feet, the wet and smooth stimulation and itchy that Wen Junyue shivered hard. The hole was not clamped, and a large stream of juice came out, and Zhuo Jin slowly thrust and stirred up a sticky sound of water.
Ah... Wen Jiarong was so embarrassed that he grabbed the bedding and moaned and sighed. His vagina was extremely sore and soft, even with his big cock in his mouth, it was not enough.
Want more, want hard.
Zhuo Jin pressed his thumb on the front end of her vagina, rubbed some water out, rubbed his lips delicately, pushed it to the front, and slowly circled it on his clitoris.
Hearing that he was making the lower part of La Liga, she pushed his hand: Hurry up, move quickly.
Zhuo Jin's thumb was exerting force faster. After only a dozen rubs, Wen Junyue shouted loudly and was sent to orgasm by him. She complained while shouting: Well, Ah... You, you hate so much, let you move faster, not... not your hand... Um... As she spoke, she couldn't help but twitch.
As soon as she orgasm, her vagina squirmed violently, and a deep suction wrapped around Zhuo Jin and pulled him in, almost sucking him out of control.
Wen Larong had an orgasm, his whole body was limp and his feet were on Zhuo Jin's chest, and his anger had not yet come.
Zhuo Jin leaned over, and his arms were supported on both sides of her body and gradually accelerated, so he thrust his ass and claped.
Her breathing gradually became louder again, um, Ah, as Zhuo Jin thrust in and out.
When he moved really fast, her voice was as rapid as a broken bead landing.
The room was filled with intense sounds of men and women fighting, and the air heated up.Zhuo Jin was sweating, his chest muscles and abdominal muscles were shiny and very sexy.
He thrust very quickly, and the sound of slapping loudly. The rapid sound made people blush and their heart beat, and their heartbeat and softness.
Wen Luxeau had reached its extreme. Because it was too stimulating, her hands tightly clasped Zhuo Jin's back, without scratching, but she pressed his back with red and white marks.
She remembered the position Zhuo Jin once liked, and folded her wrist and stroked the back of his head.
Uh... Zhuo Jin's whole body numb and a muffled groan. Jinshou's sperm gate was gently captured by Wen Luxe's fingertips on the back of his head, and he pressed against her private parts and ejaculated.
Ah!Wen Luxe subconsciously hugged Zhuo Jin tightly and was thrown into the clouds layer by layer as he swayed.
The long-tortured pleasure burst out to the fullest at this moment.
Zhuo Jin hugged her tightly, leaving no gap, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
She raised her head back, and he kissed her chin, gently pulling away the broken hair that was soaked in sweat on her forehead.
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