Chapter 100 Stop

Do you still want to reject me?

I continued to stir up her behind Bemier, and I was still worried about the stimulation she had stopped me just now. Now I just want to deprive Bemier of her dignity and make Bemier a slave under my crotch.

No... hurry up... possess me... fuck me...

Beimier responded shamelessly.Ah...quick...I...go...are...ah!

In Bemill's scream, she finally reached the peak, and I also reached the peak.

I'm here...I'm going to cum...

I roared wildly, and at the same time I used all my strength to poke Bemier's tender flower path frantically. I never saw gentleness again, and the only thing left was the beast...

Dead... cum... cum... cum... cum...

Beimier shook her head frantically, thrusting her butt back to cater to my attack, while hoarsely shouting out the desire buried in her heart.

My artillery attacked a few more times quickly, then pressed tightly into Beimier's flower path, and shook billions of cannonballs into Beimier's flower palace. Under the impact of the hot juice, she climaxed again.

The two orgasms that were briefly separated made Beimier's flower juice burst out wildly, and the two of them collapsed into the bed at the same time.

My cannon slowly softened in Bemier's flower path, as if he was reluctant to slid out of the flower path.

After the war, Bemier's flower path was open like a black hole, slumped on the bed like a melted sugar man, slowly flowing out of the chaotic flower path mouth, and flowing down the messy hair to the bed.

At this time, I used all my strength and struggled to lift Beimier's pink butt.

Beimier asked in a lazy and tired voice: Brother Ma, what do you want to do...

I said shamelessly: Haha... Lift your butt and let my seeds stay in it for a longer time so that you can get pregnant with my seeds.

You... are so bad... you are cuckolding for my husband... and you also want me to raise wild plants for you...

Beimier lay on the bed and said, but she still cooperated with me to improve her butt so that the slowly flowing juice back into her body.

I lay next to Beimier with satisfaction, touching Beimier's breasts restlessly with both hands, teasing her breasts. The juice in the flower path kept flowing out. Looking at this wandering scene, my mood rose again.

Come...baby...

I knelt in front of Beimier and held up Beimier's beautiful face.

What's wrong?Brother Ma.Beimier looked at me in a daze, looking puzzled.

My cannon was wet and sucked it dry.

I was so crazy that I made shameless demands again.

Bad thing... Beimier said shyly: Suck hard, come and fuck me, I won't...

Beimier refused shyly, but finally laughed softly again.

I saw Bemier lifting her head with difficulty, stretching out her slender hands, holding the shiny black cannon that was shaking in front of her, shaking, then stretching her head and bringing my spear head closer to her rosy cherry lips.

Beimier carefully poked out her tongue, gently licked the tip of my spear, and immediately retracted it into her small mouth.

Hiss... I gasped in excitement.

Beimier raised her head charmingly, glanced at me, saw my expectant and encouraging eyes, and then shyly lowered her head and stretched out her tender tongue again. This time, the tip of her tongue directly licked the hole of my gun, and gently urged it with the tip of her tongue a few times.

Oh... I was even more excited, and the cannons were beating in Bemier's mouth.

whee……

Beimier retracted her tongue naughtyly and connected a shiny line between my spear tip and Beimier's cherry lips.

I saw Bemier teasing herself again, so I hurriedly reached out and pressed her head against Bemier's head, pressing her head vigorously onto her cannon so that her cannon could penetrate deeply into her cherry mouth.

Beimier felt my urgency and stopped teasing me. She held my cannon's little hand and quickly stroked it a few times, then opened her mouth and took my big cannon into her mouth.

The artillery in the first half disappeared into Bemier's mouth, and immediately pushed her cheek up. You could see her flexible tongue stirring hard in her mouth, causing my artillery to rise on the left cheek and then swell on the right cheek.

Oh... Mi'er... You are such a stunning guy... your husband... I don't know how to enjoy you...

I straightened my body contentedly and enjoyed Bemier's lip and tongue service: Oh...yes...with your tongue...yet your tongue is so soft...yes...limp my artillery...yes...limp tip...must...lightly...

I was teaching the beautiful woman under me.

Under my guidance, Beimier slowly learned, looking up at me from time to time.

While enjoying it, I instigated her: Mi'er... Come... eat as much as possible...

Beimier shook her head desperately, but I held her head down and stopped her from moving. At the same time, the cannon on my lower body thrust and inserted it into her mouth with force.

She was afraid that she would bite the cannon by accident and felt stuffy, so she had to open her mouth desperately. My cannon slowly disappeared into Bemier's mouth and penetrated deeply into her throat.

The hair on my lower body had already touched Bemier's mouth, and now it looked like Bemier had a beard.

The hair stained with water and juice rubbed against half of Bemier's face, making her red cheeks covered with waves, radiating a rogue glow.

The huge ammunition depot was hung in front of Bemier's chin, and as I swayed, it hit her little face from time to time.

I saw that Bemier was not used to the deepthroat service and slowly pulled the cannon out of her mouth.

When my cannon exited Bemier's cherry lips, she coughed violently, tears flowing from her eyes: You... cough... you... you're stuck in my throat... cough... I almost bit you just now... How dangerous...

Beimier complained and said to me with heartache.

Sorry... Come on... Let's take a look...

I said anxiously, and wanted to lift Beimier's face to see if she was injured.

Beimier blushed and said: Bah... I feel sorry for me now... You were not so kind just now...

So... I felt so comfortable just now... I didn't come... I said incoherently, although I could let go, I was afraid of missing out on such a beauty as Bemier.

Think beautifully...

Beimier looked up at me coquettishly, and at the same time held my hard cannon in her hand.

You men are prone to internal injuries if they don’t come out…hehehe…

At this time, she can still laugh!I saw Bemier's intention and was very surprised. I thrust the cannon and sent it to her mouth.

When Beimier saw the cannon coming to her mouth, she lightly opened the mouth and without hesitation, she put my cannon into her mouth.

I started to lick like popsicle ice, and at the same time I stretched out a glove to move my cannon, and then stretched out a hand to rub and poke my jade beans.

Beimier slowly licked the tip of my gun, drew circles with her tongue, and occasionally rolled the squirt that I had flowed out into her mouth, and ate it into her stomach with her saliva.

At the same time, her tongue slowly slid towards my cannon, licking the cannon so much that it drooled. She licked my ammunition depot without shame, and put the ammunition depot into her mouth, giggling and teasing.

I am so happy now that I have a thigh, sitting on the bed with my hands behind my back, enjoying the most: yes...suck... lick with my tongue... yes... down...

Beimier slowly licked my perineum, and then stretched out her tender tongue... Beimier raised her head and looked at me charmingly. My eager eyes were encouraging her, so Beimier lowered her head again and licked my anus.

I was so happy that I moaned directly, and I almost fainted.

After licking for a while, Bemier, perhaps because she was raising her butt, she came out from under my crotch and swallowed my cannon into her mouth again, and her head moved slowly and quickly.

I could no longer bear it, so I grabbed Bemier's head, raised my lower body, cooperated with her snail, and quickly drilled the cannon into and out of her mouth, as if I was getting somewhere.

At the same time, one hand held Beimier's breasts, and the other hand reached into her valley and inserted it into her, picking up her flower path.

Ah…oh…

Beimier began to moan again, and her hand holding my cannon quickly moved, and her hand that was poking her jade bean became even more crazy.

I enjoyed Bemier's service, rubbed Bemier's breasts, and pulled the fingers that moved the flower path to bring out the juice in the hole, flowing along her butt groove to her thighs.

Ah…Don’t…Stop…Depth…Depth…AhAh…

Beimier shouted fiercely.

Finally, the two of them reached orgasm again. My cannon burst into Bemier's mouth. She swallowed my juice desperately, but a large amount of juice flowed out along the corners of her mouth, hung on her chin, and dripped onto the bed.

But I hadn't done it yet. I suddenly took the cannon out of Bemier's mouth, turned her over, and let her support her arm on the bed, and then I held her plump buttocks and inserted it from behind.

Ah... It's great... As soon as I inserted it, Beimier reacted violently.

Beimier seemed unable to control her desires, and immediately swung her hips spontaneously and took the initiative to stroke my cannon.

I didn't dare to show weakness, and cooperated with Beimier's swaying buttocks and inserted her wet and sticky flower path hard.

The big hand landed on Bemier's thigh, slowly stroked it, slowly swam from her thigh to her calves, and touched her tiny feet from her calves, constantly moving back and forth.

The movement of my waist did not slow down at all. As my lower abdomen hit Bemier's plump buttocks, my passion became even louder.

She was overwhelmed by waves of strong pleasure, and the only thing that could show her pleasure was the constant cry from her mouth.

I grabbed Bemier's small foot with my hands, stroked her instep, and stopped the piston movement.

Beimier suddenly noticed it. She put her hands on my buttocks and kept squeezing forward, hoping that I could fuck her harder.

However, I ignored her behavior at all.

After a while, Beimier seemed to be regaining her sanity, quickly raised her upper body, turned around and asked: Is there anyone outside?

I chuckled: No, no one.

Then...why don't you understand?Are you uncomfortable...?Beimier's eyes showed an anxious look.

I smiled and said, "It's okay, it's very comfortable now."

Beimier breathed a sigh of relief and said: Then what are you doing... Are you not going to hurry up... I want to be so anxious... Come on...

I grabbed Beimier's fat buttocks hard, pulled the cannon out of the flower path, and then pushed forward with all my might.

Beimier then moaned and twisted her buttocks, hoping to get a greater feeling of pleasure.

However, I stopped immediately.

Beimier stretched out her hand, held my palm, and asked softly: What's wrong?

His tone is full of care, he is such a good wife and mother.

I approached Beimier's face and said seriously: You just want to be fucked by me?

Beimier turned her head, let go of my hand, and said coquettishly: I hate it!Don't mess with others anymore.

As soon as I saw her seemingly angry, I immediately said: OK... OK, don’t be angry.

After saying that, he began to stab Bemier's body again.

After my efforts, Beimier re-entered the situation, and her tender moans kept coming from her mouth: Oh... hurry up... hurry up...

I patted Bemier's buttocks hard, then kicked her high heels out with my feet, and the two shoes fell in two different directions instantly.

Beimier looked at me with a puzzled look on her face. I suppressed my excitement, carried her off the bed, placed her on the carpet in the room, and said: Go and pick it up for me, hurry up!