Chapter 101 Don't Stop

Beimier understood what I thought, struggled to support my upper body, and used her knees to climb towards one of the shoes.

Of course I followed Bemier because I was not separated from her at all, and I also walked with my knees. Every time Bemier climbed forward, my cannon would be pulled out of part of her flower path, and then I followed further, and the cannon was completely gone...

So every time you take a step, Bemier would snort, as if suppressing her great pleasure.

Because of the gap I controlled, the two shoes were probably not far from us, and I didn't throw them too far because I didn't want Bemier to climb too far.

Beimier's legs were spread open, her hands were elbows on the ground, and she crawled slowly with difficulty, while I was pressing behind her, giving her waves of comfort at the right time.

We were connected like dogs and slowly moved in the living room. It was a very swaying picture.

Bemier finally found her first high heel under my instructions, but it was really difficult for her to wear shoes in her posture, so I asked her to hold it in her hand.

While she was reaching out to grab it, I grabbed her waist with both hands and fucked the flower path quickly and ruthlessly.

Beimier's hand slowly retracted, and the moans in her mouth gradually changed from small to large, from sparse to frequent: Well... use force... and force again...

After working for a while, I gradually stopped my twitching, and Beimier was already half lying on the ground.

I pulled her up and said: This is your reward for finding shoes, hurry up!Let's continue.

Beimier rested for a while before slowly picking up her shoes and turning towards the other shoe. The other shoe was even further away, half the distance she had just walked.

Of course, I often stop on the way and give Bemier some encouragement so that she can have the motivation to climb down.

Nothing is difficult in the world, and the other shoe returned to Beimier's hands soon after.

I pulled the cannon out of Bemier's body and helped her put on the black high heels again.

Then sitting on the floor, Bemier climbed up my body, so I hugged her delicate body and kept kissing her, pinching and rubbing her plump breasts, aiming the cannon at the flower path, and pushing in in one breath.

At this time, Beimier and I were kissing each other enthusiastically, so as soon as I started to move violently, I could only hear a whimpering sound from her throat. I left my mouth away from her tongue, then lay on the floor, touched her breasts, and said: Mier, you do it yourself!

Beimier responded, sat on me and started to stroke it.

My hands kept rubbing Bemier's pair of firm breasts and rubbing the small cherries on it.

Perhaps it was because Bemier had accumulated desires for too long, and now when she had the chance, she soon reached the verge of orgasm.

Ah... is coming again... do it... fuck me... I want...

When I heard that Bemier was coming, I immediately grabbed her thighs and pushed them upwards, and my hips and the floor kept hitting back and forth.

Soon, a hot stream of mucus poured onto the cannon I had just pushed into again.

I stopped and Bemier stroked my cannon alone for a while, lying on me weakly.

I gently kissed Bemier, gently stroked her smooth back with both hands, and didn't move at all. The artillery that was still hard and thick and could be attacked at any time was inserted into her warm, humid and tender flower path.

Beimier's soft and non-heavy body pressed against me, warm and warm, very comfortable.

While experiencing the elasticity and fullness of the pair of breasts, I combed Bemier's hair.

I had filled the void of Beimier's lust. She lay down gently, quietly without moving, without saying a word.

I didn't say anything, and the still hard artillery came from time to time. Then I lowered my head and kissed Bemier's hair, and asked: Are you feeling comfortable doing this??Beimier turned her head shyly, nodded slightly and said: Well, it's very comfortable. I didn't expect you to have so many tricks. I almost got angry with you just now. Not only did I cuckold me that useless man, I also asked me to have a baby for you.

Didn’t you agree just now?I laughed and continued to squeeze Bemier's soft breasts. She also stroked my breasts sideways, staring at me with a charming look.

After a while, Beimier pushed away my hand that was touching her breasts, smiled, her slender fingers circled around the cannon under my crotch, and then smiled maliciously: Bad brother... is hard again!

Beimier smiled maliciously.

Seeing her appearance, I knew I would deal with her hungry ghost again.

Beimier lifted her right thigh slightly up, reached her right hand under her crotch, rubbed the cannon that had not completely entered her flower path, and gently scraped the root of the cannon with her nails.

I was so itchy that I was attacked by her up and down. I thrust my lower body hard, and the entire cannon suddenly penetrated into her flower path.

Oh... You are really a murderer!Beimier first took a breath of cold air, then gently touched my face with her fingers, and then licked my earlobe with her tongue.

Beimier's hand under her crotch, after my cannon completely penetrated her wave hole, it made me feel even more heart-warming. Her dexterous fingers wandered on my ammunition depot that had been wet and warm and heated by her wave fluid, making me feel itchy.

Whenever the artillery is stimulated, my lower body will instinctively thrust upwards, and this thrust is cheaper. She stimulates me while enjoying the pleasure of being fucked.

This woman is so smart, and my erect cannon seemed to have to use all my last strength, which was even stronger, harder and more lasting than any previous one.

I grabbed Beimier's fat and tender white buttocks, leaving red scratches. Regardless of the hindrance of her movements, I pushed hard and started the general attack.

Beimier seemed to have unexpectedly expected, but she quickly cooperated with my actions.

I quickly turned over, grabbed Bemier's feet and put them on my shoulders, and then clamped her legs with both hands, so that her flower path could be clamped tighter.

Sure enough, in this way, Beimier's flower path really tightened the cannon, which was doubled every time before, but not only me, but her pleasure was also stronger.

Ah...I'm so comfortable... I heard Beimier's moans itchy.

Damn it, slutty lady... I'll fuck you to death... I couldn't help but say, after all, I need to vent my best now.

Ah...just... fuck me to death... fuck my vagina Ah... I... I like... Ah... Bemier is so old like a wolf and a tiger, but she can't get nourishment. Once she gets my fierce fighting power, her tender moans seem to have never stopped.

I want to fuck you... fuck you... I clamp Bemier's legs tighter and dry them harder.

Ah... It's so unfair... Home... Mi'er is coming... Hur... Don't stop Ah...

This time it was so fast?

Then I must give her a lot of pleasure!

Watching Bemier's flower-diameter lips quickly flip in and out, the thick cannon covered with wave liquid looked smooth and sturdy, which made my fighting spirit even more high.

Ah... It's so good... Mi'er is going to die... Beimi'er's eyes are already crazy.

In the flower path, another stream of flower juice was watering the cannon rapidly, but it did not give the cannon any desire to fire, but instead became stronger.

After Beimier's orgasm, she lay on the floor with her eyes and limbs weakly. I pulled out the cannon, and thick liquid immediately flowed out of her flower hole.

But I don't want to let her go.

So I turned Bemier over, let her lie down, then slightly raised her waist and attacked from behind again.

Beimier seemed to be unaware of anything at first, but with my efforts, Beimier quickly started to rogue again: Kiss... Why... you... so violent... Mier is really going to die...

My hand grabbed her breasts hard, and the force was as if I wanted to squeeze it out. I had no idea of ​​pitying Xiangxiyu in my excitement.

It hurts too hard...it will hurt...it will make you feel good...it will hurt again...Ah...Bemier hurts a little, it will make you feel good for a while. I don't even think she doesn't know what she is saying.

My movements were extremely rough, and I squeezed Bemier's breasts and cherry with all my strength, and the attack of the cannon did not weaken.

Don't... don't... don't pinch Ah... It hurts... Bemier shook her head and kept begging me.

I ignored her and continued to fuck her, and continued to increase the strength of the pinching and kneading.

Unexpectedly, with Beimier's begging, my cannon became hot again, and this woman actually had an orgasm again.

I slapped her fat buttocks heavily and said: Don’t you feel very painful!?Then why did you have an orgasm?

Beimier lay on the ground panting and said weakly: It hurts so much, but it's so good...Ah...so great...huh...

After listening, I was extremely excited. It seemed that Beimier still had a slight tendency to be abused. It seemed that I had opened the door to her new senior sister again.

Get up quickly!I grabbed Bemier hard and continued to push the cannon that stayed inside her.

It hurt a little... Bemier moaned weakly.

I didn't give Bemier a chance to rest at all, and kept letting the cannons hit her wave hole.

Ah...Don't be so fast... Mi'er can't stand it... Beimi'er's flower path flows out of gurgling flower juice again.

Can't stand it?Then I'll stop doing it.I'm going to pull out the cannon.

No... don't leave... fuck me... hard... don't stop... fuck me, slut to death...

Oh shit!Beimier is really sexy now.

Beimier has been working for a long time this time. In addition to the flow of flowers, it is just her moaning.

Mi'er, let's go back to bed.I'm a little struggling, and I want to change my moves.

No... don't... don't pull it out... Please... Mi'er still wants it... Beimier hurriedly begged me.

I still pulled out, turned Beimier over again, inserted it again, bent down and hugged Beimier.

In this way, I held Beimier and the cannon was still inserted into her flower path.

Bemier's hands were wrapped around my neck, her legs were tightly clamping my hips, and our bodies were almost close to each other.

let's go.I said to Bemier in my arms.

Well... Beimier doesn't seem to be as chaotic as before.

Then I hugged Beimier and walked towards the bed. Due to my posture, my cannon would push into Beimier's honey hole once every time I walked, so whenever I advanced, Beimier's brows would be frowned again and again, relaxed, wrinkled, and relaxed again.

I only walked about halfway through the journey. Beimier's flower juice had already flowed into my legs, and Beimier's face slowly turned red.

I knew that Beimier's desire was aroused again, so I said to Beimier: Do you want to be touched by grandma Ah?

Beimier nodded embarrassedly, and I smiled and said: Then, just touch Ah by yourself.

Upon hearing this, Beimier immediately retracted her hands surrounding my neck and began to squeeze her breasts. She looked so scattered. As soon as I accelerated my pace, the frequency of artillery in and out also increased.

Beimier moaned repeatedly, and while touching her chest, she actually stuck out her crimson tongue at me.

I understood what Beimier meant, and I stuck out my tongue and tangled with her tongue in the air. A little saliva even dripped on my plump breasts. My lips and I got closer and closer, and finally, we finally kissed each other passionately.

When we parted, I leaned Bemier towards the nearby wall and leaned against the wall to get Bemier to express my passionate feeling for a while.

But after a while, Bemier said that the thick wall made her smooth back hurt, so I had to do it reluctantly a few more times and walk quickly towards the big bed.

After finally getting on the bed, I quickly put Bemier on the bed, pulled her legs, and without saying a word, I started to work hard.

However, this posture often made the heel of Beimier's high heels poke my waist. In anger, he pulled off Beimier's high heels hard, threw them to the side, and began to continue enjoying this beautiful woman.

Ah…dry hard…Ah…so big…Ah…