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Chapter 871 Recording Studio (Meat)

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In order to ensure that the public is not disturbed and not disturbed by the surrounding noise, Ye Cixin's studio made a nested room. The center of the room is surrounded by professional equipment such as mixer electric pianos on three sides. From an outsider in Wen LaCrosse, the dense buttons look so complicated that they dare not get close to them.

His audio equipment was directly on the wall, in a row on the left and right. At this time, Wen Lulu didn't know that her panting would give her a surround sound replay through the four large two-row audio sets on the wall.

Ye Cixin hugged her into the recording studio.There are only chairs, sound recording equipment, some musical instruments and racks. I heard that LaCrosse was put down and lay on the chair, and his butt was stuck out and fucked.

Ye Cixin adjusted the recorded capacitive wheat with one hand and touched the butt with the other hand. He rubbed and kneaded Wen Luxe's ​​two buttocks, slid up and down with his palms, and his two fingers also clamped her clam meat, which made Wen Luxe itchy.

She heard a very light buzzing sound, and then Ye Cixin turned around and hugged her, adjusted the height of the stool, and hugged her butt and fucked her in.

The backward posture is two different feelings from the female and male.Because the thighs were wet and slipped, Ye Cixin hugged her butt and pointed it at her back, thrust her waist, and slid in with a slap, pressing her firmly against her butt.

Hearing that L’Eros was stuffed with thick and long, she liked the feeling of being able to penetrate the whole thing with Ye Cixin at once. The short and strong stimulation when she pushed in was unique.

Therefore, her scream was particularly loud, and she connected her body after the connection between the body.

Ye Cixin listened carefully, and he was already imagining how tempting it would be to record this sticky sound.

This time he didn't rush to thrust, he stood firm and slowly thrust.Slow down the movements and make the sound of sexual intercourse go from light to heavy. This is the details of musicians.

He did not deliberately light and deep, but actually slowly pulled out part of it and pushed it in. He heard that the process of pushing hard with hardness when Wen Luxei was breathing unbearably, he seemed to be very at ease.

Wen Luncho was lying on the chair and relaxed his butt, so that Ye Cixin could press it tighter.

He hugged her waist, pinched her buttocks with his fingers, and while he kept pushing in, Wen Junyue raised his head and gasped, and raised his foot with satisfaction and hooked it on Ye Cixin's calf.

Ye Cixin's good figure with wide shoulders, narrow waist and inverted triangles presses against the plump and white scene of Wen Junhui's backwards, and there is also the beauty of the physical contrast between men and women in pornography.

He looked through the reflection of the glass window, but it was a pity that he could not record it.

Even if he is doing it, he will still become harder and hotter because he sees this scene. This time he thinks about the next time before he finishes eating.

The recording studio was filled with the smell and enthusiasm of sex.

Turning his head to look at Ye Cixin, who reflected the scene of making love, saw Wen Junyue's white butt being crushed by him, he couldn't help but withdraw and hit him hard twice. His eyes could not move away from the piece of buttocks.

It makes people angry.

The cock was still stuck in someone's body, and Ye Cixin still had the urge to be dissatisfied.

He had to thrust quickly and vent the restlessness.

The stool was shaking, and when L’Erose screamed more and more quickly, Ye Cixin made a quicker impact on her, and he couldn't bear the excitement and gasped.

Once it is inserted quickly, the water will increase, mixing into the impact of the lower body makes the sound of slap sound very loud.

Ye Cixin let go of the hands holding Wen Junyue's waist and hips, and directly held both sides of the chair, squeezed Wen Junyue tightly between him and the chair, and tried his best to speed up and push forward.

Ah!Woo... Wen Junyue was pressed and stretched forward, and her panting turned into crying, and was shattered by Ye Cixin's motor.

The chair was shaking violently, and the sound of metal feet rubbing against the ground was added to the recording, and the intense ambient sound added another weight that made people blush.