Her snow-like hair was scattered on her shoulders and jade back, her slender thighs climbed onto my waist, her tender white arms hooked on my neck, and wrapped them around me, twisting her fat white round buttocks and making intermittent moans.
The seductive body was filled with fragrant sweat, and the hair was stuck to the snow-white skin, making it look even more poignant. I held Beimier's smooth buttocks, and the feeling of ejaculation became stronger and stronger. So I pulled out the weapon and rubbed it against the mouth of the flower room. No matter how hard she twisted her fat buttocks, she could not dissolve the itch deep in the flower room.
Beimier's flower room had already been stuck to the juice. The flesh walls in the deep flower room were squirming. The leaving of the weapon made the sour and itchy inside the flower room torture her. The water-snake-like willow waist twisted quickly, and the scorching and scorching body was sticking with me and rolling on the bed.
The plump and soft breasts, the slender and sexy shoulders, the twisted waist like a water snake, and the slender and white legs all offer me moving elasticity, especially the smooth and soft flower room, which is tight and clamping, which stimulates me to be eccentric and eccentric.
Beimier twisted her fair and soft fat buttocks, and her sensational moans ignited my beastly nature.
I moved my hands on Bemier's tempting body, which was full of sweat.
Beimier's graceful body trembled more and more violently.
I gently pushed away the long hair covering half of her cheeks, revealing the demonic face that was suffering.
Hum...please...it's so itchy...woo...just...come...Ah...
Her obsessive face was not reserved at all, her fat buttocks were thrusting wildly, and the wet flower house rubbed against the spear head, making a crisp sound of water.
I pushed Beimier's fat buttocks up, and looked at the messy and red flower room, Beimier said coquettishly: Ah... Put it down... Come... Come Ah... I'm so itchy... Beimier, who was pushed away from the weapon, couldn't help but cry and beg, and her white buttocks twisted in my hand.
I slowly put up the weapon, and the spear head was inserted into the flower room again, and a satisfied smile appeared in Beimier's watery eyes.
The fat buttocks sank violently, swallowing all the roots of the weapon. The flower juice flooded in the flower room made the weapon thrust extremely smoothly. I felt that the spear head was so comfortable to hold in the delicate flower room, and the spear head was soaked so well.
So he put Beimier's slender thighs on his shoulders, aimed the weapon at the flower room and sent it to the flower center every time.
Beimier's snow-white body was covered with black hair, and her plump and seductive breasts were shaking violently. She grabbed me from time to time and squeezed me and licked me.
Beimier looked down at me as she was bombarded.
When the weapon is pulled out, the pink flower lip is turned outward, and when inserted, the flower lip is put into the mouth of the flower room.
I inserted my tender and wet flower room hard. Beimier twisted her fat buttocks and put her lips up to meet her. The tight small flower room wrapped around my weapon and kept clamping it tightly. I pushed my waist and inserted it heavily. Beimier faced my bombardment, and her pleasure continued to rise and shouted: Ah...husband...I...was faster...husband...so beautiful...so hard...Oh...my good brother...good husband...it really can't stand it...Ah...I'm going to fly...little husband...
I used my skillful skills to twitch up and down, and inserted the flower room sizzling.
Beimier stretched her legs and twisted her fat buttocks to cooperate with my bombardment.
Her hands tightly hugged me, her eyes were as silk as silk, sweaty and panting, enjoying the pleasure given to her by the weapon. She tried hard to raise her fat buttocks so that the flower room and the weapon would be closer together.
The swaying screams and expressions stimulated me to bombard me harder.
Come on, good wife, let’s change your position.I said to Beimier with a slight smile.
Beimier stood up obediently and turned her back to me, raising her white and round fat ass.
I poked into the wet flower room with my weapon.
Beimier leaned forward slightly, bent down to support the edge of the bed, and her white and tender buttocks were raised high. I held her slender waist and inserted the weapon to the bottom. After polishing it, I slowly pulled it out.
Is it so comfortable?I grabbed Bemier's breasts with both hands, and the two of them were tightly pressed together.
Beimier shook her fat buttocks in pursuit of pleasure and nodded fiercely: Ah...your thing... makes people feel so comfortable...
My black hair was scattered on my snow-white back, and the thin spots of light were shining because of the sweat. The round curve from my slender waist to my hips made me feel excited.
What is mine?I deliberately put the gun at the entrance of the flower room and refused to go deeper, teasing Beimier.
Your awesome Ah... Bemier, who has high sexual desire, can't stand provocation, and she shakes her butt and pushes it backwards.
I stabbed the weapon to the bottom, and with a sniffle, the flower juice squeezed out from the gap between the bonds.
Beimier hit her very comfortable: Oh... so hard... Ah... so cool... so comfortable... no... Ah...
I held Beimier's round buttocks for a long time, pulled out the weapon and inserted it into it. It made Beimier hold the sheet tightly, and the depths of the flower room kept shrinking, and the climax came continuously, with her calves kicking her calves, her fat buttocks thrust violently, and her delicate body spasm and trembling.
Beimier couldn't stand my violent thrust, and her whole body trembled. The tender flesh in the heart of the flower was spasming and sucking and kissing my spear head. Suddenly, bursts of flower juice gushed out again, making me feel infinitely comfortable. I deeply felt that the weapon inserted into the heart of the flower felt infinite beauty like a sausage sandwiched.
Beimier, who had been venting her body repeatedly, collapsed softly on the bed. My weapon was being inserted very comfortably. Seeing that Beimier suddenly stopped moving, it made me unbearable, so I raised her two beautiful legs with both hands and placed them on my shoulders, and then took a pillow under her fat buttocks.
The heart of Beimier suddenly stood up higher, and she held the weapon and pointed it at Beimier's heart and inserted it to the end. She ruthlessly inserted it and thrust it hard, and even used the old man who was about to die of ecstasy. As soon as she thrust, she made her delicate body tremble.
I was superb from time to time and swayed my hips a few times to make the spear head grind deep in the heart of the flower.
Beimier rarely enjoys such a thick, long and strong weapon and such ecstasy skills. My violent thrusts made my pink face sway, my hair flew around, and my whole body trembled. She screamed in a frightened voice:
Oh...oh...no...it's okay...let my legs down...Ah...can't stand it...Mine is going to be fucked by you...it's broken... My husband spares me...
Beimier's slutty look made me even harder, as if I wanted to penetrate her seductive heart before I could be willing to do so. She was so fucked to death, with her hair disheveled, her eyes were as silk as silk, her whole body was extremely comfortable, and her sweat and flower juice were wet. Her bed sheets: Oh...oh...good husband...you can play with women...I can let you play...it's so fun...Oh...oh...
Mi'er, you... you'll endure it for a while, I'm about to ejaculate... Bei'er knew that I was about to reach orgasm, so she had to lift up her fat buttocks and twist her fat as she tried to cater to my last sprint, and sucked the weapon with her heart.
Heart... My husband... my fatal husband... I'm going to lose it again...
Ah…Mi’er…I…I’m going to ejaculate too…Ah…Ah…
Beimier suddenly spasmed and hugged my waist and back tightly, and the hot flower juice was leaking again.
I felt the gun head numb, and finally I couldn't help but spray out the liquid quickly and shot it into the deep center of Beimier's flower. She was so excited by the hot liquid: Oh... you fuck you to death... I... I can't stand it... Husband... You are so cruel... Baby... I can't do it anymore...
The essence of the murder weapon poured into my gun's head, and I felt a numbness and quickly said loudly: I'm going to come to Ah too.
Woo... don't... don't cum in Ah.
Beimier hurriedly shook her head, exclaimed sadly, and twisted and struggled with the remaining strength. I could no longer help it. I roared and stabbed the weapon deep into the flower room. The scorching liquid began to spray, making Beimier's delicate body squirm and tremble.
Huagong Huaxin kept sucking, swallowing no drop of the thick liquid I ejaculated, and her limbs were entangled with me.
Ah...No... I'm going to die... Beimier lay on the bed with her body weak, sweating profusely, and she opened her mouth and panted rapidly, leaving a large wet mark on the sheets.
I lay on Beimier's soft body, and the weapon I had just ejaculated was still shaking in the flower room. Every time I shook, Beimier would tremble.
We hugged each other and intertwined, and still united to enjoy the pleasure of orgasm.
After coming over for a while, my breathing finally returned to normal. I looked at the slutty and charming mature woman Bei Mier in my arms. She wriggled her delicate body against me, and the white, smooth and round peaks on her breasts were trembling.
My weapon gradually protruded again, and I reached out to surround Beimier's slender waist, close to Beimier's round and smooth buttocks.
Beimier touched my weapon with her soft hands and exclaimed in a low voice: Wow, it's hard again.
It's Ah, because you are so beautiful, please touch me.I said to Beimier with a slight smile.
Beimier looked at me, circled her slender fingers and rubbed the strong spear tip. I held Beimier's pink cheek and kissed her lightly, bit her soft earlobe, and put her tongue into her ears to lick it back and forth. The extreme itch made Beimier hum softly.
I touched Beimier's towering breasts with my right hand, and gently pinched them on the soft and flexible breasts. I lowered my head and opened my mouth to hold them and sucked them gently. Beimier grabbed my hand that was floating on her breasts, turned around and looked at me with big watery eyes and said: You... do you want Ah again?
Well... I kissed Beimier's white and plump breasts and responded with a slight snuggle in my mouth.
My tongue licked back and forth on my nipples, and gradually became swollen and hard in my mouth.
I rubbed the hard ones I had just sucked with my right hand, changed my mouth to the other side, sucked the whole blush into my mouth, and kept spinning my tongue, and used a weapon to push the wet flower room.
Well... well... Beimier let out a delicate moan with all her legs and hugged my head.
My left hand slid through my smooth and sexy belly to my delicate and hot thighs, and I couldn't let go of it.
Well...Ah... Beimier moaned with satisfaction.
My tongue licked and kissed from the mountain through the smooth belly to the thighs. Beimier looked at my kiss with misty eyes. Her body shook unbearably. Her head leaned against the head of the bed and was half lying, with her long and soft curvy legs spreading left and right.
I knelt at Beimier's feet and looked at the seductive flower room. My right index finger rubbed the wet and sticky flower lips soaked in the flower juice. Beimier raised her head and hummed loudly.
I held Beimier's head with both hands and pressed it under my crotch. Beimier slowly lowered her head and leaned over. Her long hair scratched my exposed thighs, making me feel numb. I pushed the weapon between her lips and wanted to stuff it into her warm little mouth.
Beimier looked at the weapon nervously, but she opened her mouth and put it in her mouth and sucked it hard. Her warm and soft lips held the spearhead, her warm and tender tongue gently licked the hole of the gun, her left hand pulled my legs, and her right hand rubbed the nuclear bomb.
She licked the tip of my spear head with her tongue and nipped it with her teeth from time to time. My blood was filled with it, and the spear head was swollen even bigger. Beimier's little mouth had been opened to the maximum, so she could cover the huge spear head.
She tried hard to swallow her mouth, her warm tongue rolled around the spear head, and she occasionally lit the hole of the spear with the tip of her tongue, holding the weapon with her little hand, and saliva flowed down the weapon.
I reached out to touch her soft thighs, reached into the middle of her raised flower lips, and touched the inside of her thighs, reaching the wet mouth of the flower room.
The middle finger was inserted into the flower room and thrust lightly. The temperature in Beimier's mouth suddenly increased. My spear tip was about to reach its peak in my soft and warm mouth. A strong stream of essence shot into her little mouth. There was too much essence. Beimier's little mouth could no longer melt, and milky white liquid flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
Beimier, who choked me with a thick essence, coughed a few times, and said with a blushing face: Bad guy, bullying me like this.
I used the tissue next to me to wipe the essence from her face and gently hugged her: Good wife, you are so beautiful.
Beimier felt moved inside and leaned her head against my chest. Not long after, she fell asleep.
Several orgasms have already made her exhausted, and she has eaten my milk, so she didn't care about having to eat anymore and just fell asleep in my arms.
The seductive body was filled with fragrant sweat, and the hair was stuck to the snow-white skin, making it look even more poignant. I held Beimier's smooth buttocks, and the feeling of ejaculation became stronger and stronger. So I pulled out the weapon and rubbed it against the mouth of the flower room. No matter how hard she twisted her fat buttocks, she could not dissolve the itch deep in the flower room.
Beimier's flower room had already been stuck to the juice. The flesh walls in the deep flower room were squirming. The leaving of the weapon made the sour and itchy inside the flower room torture her. The water-snake-like willow waist twisted quickly, and the scorching and scorching body was sticking with me and rolling on the bed.
The plump and soft breasts, the slender and sexy shoulders, the twisted waist like a water snake, and the slender and white legs all offer me moving elasticity, especially the smooth and soft flower room, which is tight and clamping, which stimulates me to be eccentric and eccentric.
Beimier twisted her fair and soft fat buttocks, and her sensational moans ignited my beastly nature.
I moved my hands on Bemier's tempting body, which was full of sweat.
Beimier's graceful body trembled more and more violently.
I gently pushed away the long hair covering half of her cheeks, revealing the demonic face that was suffering.
Hum...please...it's so itchy...woo...just...come...Ah...
Her obsessive face was not reserved at all, her fat buttocks were thrusting wildly, and the wet flower house rubbed against the spear head, making a crisp sound of water.
I pushed Beimier's fat buttocks up, and looked at the messy and red flower room, Beimier said coquettishly: Ah... Put it down... Come... Come Ah... I'm so itchy... Beimier, who was pushed away from the weapon, couldn't help but cry and beg, and her white buttocks twisted in my hand.
I slowly put up the weapon, and the spear head was inserted into the flower room again, and a satisfied smile appeared in Beimier's watery eyes.
The fat buttocks sank violently, swallowing all the roots of the weapon. The flower juice flooded in the flower room made the weapon thrust extremely smoothly. I felt that the spear head was so comfortable to hold in the delicate flower room, and the spear head was soaked so well.
So he put Beimier's slender thighs on his shoulders, aimed the weapon at the flower room and sent it to the flower center every time.
Beimier's snow-white body was covered with black hair, and her plump and seductive breasts were shaking violently. She grabbed me from time to time and squeezed me and licked me.
Beimier looked down at me as she was bombarded.
When the weapon is pulled out, the pink flower lip is turned outward, and when inserted, the flower lip is put into the mouth of the flower room.
I inserted my tender and wet flower room hard. Beimier twisted her fat buttocks and put her lips up to meet her. The tight small flower room wrapped around my weapon and kept clamping it tightly. I pushed my waist and inserted it heavily. Beimier faced my bombardment, and her pleasure continued to rise and shouted: Ah...husband...I...was faster...husband...so beautiful...so hard...Oh...my good brother...good husband...it really can't stand it...Ah...I'm going to fly...little husband...
I used my skillful skills to twitch up and down, and inserted the flower room sizzling.
Beimier stretched her legs and twisted her fat buttocks to cooperate with my bombardment.
Her hands tightly hugged me, her eyes were as silk as silk, sweaty and panting, enjoying the pleasure given to her by the weapon. She tried hard to raise her fat buttocks so that the flower room and the weapon would be closer together.
The swaying screams and expressions stimulated me to bombard me harder.
Come on, good wife, let’s change your position.I said to Beimier with a slight smile.
Beimier stood up obediently and turned her back to me, raising her white and round fat ass.
I poked into the wet flower room with my weapon.
Beimier leaned forward slightly, bent down to support the edge of the bed, and her white and tender buttocks were raised high. I held her slender waist and inserted the weapon to the bottom. After polishing it, I slowly pulled it out.
Is it so comfortable?I grabbed Bemier's breasts with both hands, and the two of them were tightly pressed together.
Beimier shook her fat buttocks in pursuit of pleasure and nodded fiercely: Ah...your thing... makes people feel so comfortable...
My black hair was scattered on my snow-white back, and the thin spots of light were shining because of the sweat. The round curve from my slender waist to my hips made me feel excited.
What is mine?I deliberately put the gun at the entrance of the flower room and refused to go deeper, teasing Beimier.
Your awesome Ah... Bemier, who has high sexual desire, can't stand provocation, and she shakes her butt and pushes it backwards.
I stabbed the weapon to the bottom, and with a sniffle, the flower juice squeezed out from the gap between the bonds.
Beimier hit her very comfortable: Oh... so hard... Ah... so cool... so comfortable... no... Ah...
I held Beimier's round buttocks for a long time, pulled out the weapon and inserted it into it. It made Beimier hold the sheet tightly, and the depths of the flower room kept shrinking, and the climax came continuously, with her calves kicking her calves, her fat buttocks thrust violently, and her delicate body spasm and trembling.
Beimier couldn't stand my violent thrust, and her whole body trembled. The tender flesh in the heart of the flower was spasming and sucking and kissing my spear head. Suddenly, bursts of flower juice gushed out again, making me feel infinitely comfortable. I deeply felt that the weapon inserted into the heart of the flower felt infinite beauty like a sausage sandwiched.
Beimier, who had been venting her body repeatedly, collapsed softly on the bed. My weapon was being inserted very comfortably. Seeing that Beimier suddenly stopped moving, it made me unbearable, so I raised her two beautiful legs with both hands and placed them on my shoulders, and then took a pillow under her fat buttocks.
The heart of Beimier suddenly stood up higher, and she held the weapon and pointed it at Beimier's heart and inserted it to the end. She ruthlessly inserted it and thrust it hard, and even used the old man who was about to die of ecstasy. As soon as she thrust, she made her delicate body tremble.
I was superb from time to time and swayed my hips a few times to make the spear head grind deep in the heart of the flower.
Beimier rarely enjoys such a thick, long and strong weapon and such ecstasy skills. My violent thrusts made my pink face sway, my hair flew around, and my whole body trembled. She screamed in a frightened voice:
Oh...oh...no...it's okay...let my legs down...Ah...can't stand it...Mine is going to be fucked by you...it's broken... My husband spares me...
Beimier's slutty look made me even harder, as if I wanted to penetrate her seductive heart before I could be willing to do so. She was so fucked to death, with her hair disheveled, her eyes were as silk as silk, her whole body was extremely comfortable, and her sweat and flower juice were wet. Her bed sheets: Oh...oh...good husband...you can play with women...I can let you play...it's so fun...Oh...oh...
Mi'er, you... you'll endure it for a while, I'm about to ejaculate... Bei'er knew that I was about to reach orgasm, so she had to lift up her fat buttocks and twist her fat as she tried to cater to my last sprint, and sucked the weapon with her heart.
Heart... My husband... my fatal husband... I'm going to lose it again...
Ah…Mi’er…I…I’m going to ejaculate too…Ah…Ah…
Beimier suddenly spasmed and hugged my waist and back tightly, and the hot flower juice was leaking again.
I felt the gun head numb, and finally I couldn't help but spray out the liquid quickly and shot it into the deep center of Beimier's flower. She was so excited by the hot liquid: Oh... you fuck you to death... I... I can't stand it... Husband... You are so cruel... Baby... I can't do it anymore...
The essence of the murder weapon poured into my gun's head, and I felt a numbness and quickly said loudly: I'm going to come to Ah too.
Woo... don't... don't cum in Ah.
Beimier hurriedly shook her head, exclaimed sadly, and twisted and struggled with the remaining strength. I could no longer help it. I roared and stabbed the weapon deep into the flower room. The scorching liquid began to spray, making Beimier's delicate body squirm and tremble.
Huagong Huaxin kept sucking, swallowing no drop of the thick liquid I ejaculated, and her limbs were entangled with me.
Ah...No... I'm going to die... Beimier lay on the bed with her body weak, sweating profusely, and she opened her mouth and panted rapidly, leaving a large wet mark on the sheets.
I lay on Beimier's soft body, and the weapon I had just ejaculated was still shaking in the flower room. Every time I shook, Beimier would tremble.
We hugged each other and intertwined, and still united to enjoy the pleasure of orgasm.
After coming over for a while, my breathing finally returned to normal. I looked at the slutty and charming mature woman Bei Mier in my arms. She wriggled her delicate body against me, and the white, smooth and round peaks on her breasts were trembling.
My weapon gradually protruded again, and I reached out to surround Beimier's slender waist, close to Beimier's round and smooth buttocks.
Beimier touched my weapon with her soft hands and exclaimed in a low voice: Wow, it's hard again.
It's Ah, because you are so beautiful, please touch me.I said to Beimier with a slight smile.
Beimier looked at me, circled her slender fingers and rubbed the strong spear tip. I held Beimier's pink cheek and kissed her lightly, bit her soft earlobe, and put her tongue into her ears to lick it back and forth. The extreme itch made Beimier hum softly.
I touched Beimier's towering breasts with my right hand, and gently pinched them on the soft and flexible breasts. I lowered my head and opened my mouth to hold them and sucked them gently. Beimier grabbed my hand that was floating on her breasts, turned around and looked at me with big watery eyes and said: You... do you want Ah again?
Well... I kissed Beimier's white and plump breasts and responded with a slight snuggle in my mouth.
My tongue licked back and forth on my nipples, and gradually became swollen and hard in my mouth.
I rubbed the hard ones I had just sucked with my right hand, changed my mouth to the other side, sucked the whole blush into my mouth, and kept spinning my tongue, and used a weapon to push the wet flower room.
Well... well... Beimier let out a delicate moan with all her legs and hugged my head.
My left hand slid through my smooth and sexy belly to my delicate and hot thighs, and I couldn't let go of it.
Well...Ah... Beimier moaned with satisfaction.
My tongue licked and kissed from the mountain through the smooth belly to the thighs. Beimier looked at my kiss with misty eyes. Her body shook unbearably. Her head leaned against the head of the bed and was half lying, with her long and soft curvy legs spreading left and right.
I knelt at Beimier's feet and looked at the seductive flower room. My right index finger rubbed the wet and sticky flower lips soaked in the flower juice. Beimier raised her head and hummed loudly.
I held Beimier's head with both hands and pressed it under my crotch. Beimier slowly lowered her head and leaned over. Her long hair scratched my exposed thighs, making me feel numb. I pushed the weapon between her lips and wanted to stuff it into her warm little mouth.
Beimier looked at the weapon nervously, but she opened her mouth and put it in her mouth and sucked it hard. Her warm and soft lips held the spearhead, her warm and tender tongue gently licked the hole of the gun, her left hand pulled my legs, and her right hand rubbed the nuclear bomb.
She licked the tip of my spear head with her tongue and nipped it with her teeth from time to time. My blood was filled with it, and the spear head was swollen even bigger. Beimier's little mouth had been opened to the maximum, so she could cover the huge spear head.
She tried hard to swallow her mouth, her warm tongue rolled around the spear head, and she occasionally lit the hole of the spear with the tip of her tongue, holding the weapon with her little hand, and saliva flowed down the weapon.
I reached out to touch her soft thighs, reached into the middle of her raised flower lips, and touched the inside of her thighs, reaching the wet mouth of the flower room.
The middle finger was inserted into the flower room and thrust lightly. The temperature in Beimier's mouth suddenly increased. My spear tip was about to reach its peak in my soft and warm mouth. A strong stream of essence shot into her little mouth. There was too much essence. Beimier's little mouth could no longer melt, and milky white liquid flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
Beimier, who choked me with a thick essence, coughed a few times, and said with a blushing face: Bad guy, bullying me like this.
I used the tissue next to me to wipe the essence from her face and gently hugged her: Good wife, you are so beautiful.
Beimier felt moved inside and leaned her head against my chest. Not long after, she fell asleep.
Several orgasms have already made her exhausted, and she has eaten my milk, so she didn't care about having to eat anymore and just fell asleep in my arms.
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