Chapter 265 Riding a Horse

2days ago Incestuous Novels 5
I looked around the bathroom with Bemier in my arms.

Beimier was so shy that she blushed and dared not speak. Under the soft lights of the bathroom, Beimier had a noble body with a beautiful face, beautiful figure and crystal clear and tender skin. She stood naked and graceful in the bathroom, and the scenery was endless and the fragrance of flesh was everywhere.

I admired her shy and timid beauty, while reaching out to open the water spear head, the splashing water applied to Beimier's naked body, and her blushed face became watery, and her peaks stained with water droplets were crystal clear like peaches baptized by rain, sweet and seductive.

Pearl-like water droplets dripped from the slippery breasts, slid to the beautiful navel, flowing through the flat belly, and finally moisturized the bright spring grass. The beautiful scenery was like a fascinating animation.

Beimier lets the rolling water droplets wander around every part of her delicate body. What a picture of a beautiful woman bathing picture. Her beautiful and plump body is presented to me again. A pair of firm and plump breasts are still standing tall, and the two cherries are still standing so hard and convexly on the blush.

The whole breasts were still shaking with the twisting of her delicate body. After being baptized by clear water, the grass below became even darker and shiny, and the entire valley was bulging outward. Bemier's round breasts were bathing in the vast fog, and the water column was falling on her body.

Her long hair was soft and shiny on her shoulders, and her every move when she took a shower was really full of inexhaustible charm and an irresistible charm.

My right hand suddenly thrust under her armpit, and my middle finger was poking and itchy.

Ah...It's so itchy...I don't want it...Haha...I can't stand it...

Beimier kept chuckling, and then she fell into my arms and twisted her body to avoid my hand.

I hugged her and let her lie on my shoulder: I don’t have time to think about your island now.

He wrapped her from behind with one hand and rubbed her snow-white and plump breasts, and then reached between her jade legs with the other hand, and rubbed the protruding pearls with his middle finger.

Ah…Don’t…Don’t do it…I…I will bear…I can’t stand…Ah…

Beimier reluctantly pushed me away and let the bad things go, and couldn't help but panting, moaning, looking at me with spring eyes.

Good wife, I'll help you with shower gel.

I clapped her with a wicked smile and showed my attention.

Without waiting for her response, I began to wipe the shy and beautiful beauty carefully. Bemier's ears were so embarrassed that her eyes were red by this unexpected action. She could only lower her head and accept my unscrupulous rubbing.

Why do I always have so many sweet words to tease her heart, always have so many unruly actions to attract her attention, and so many strange tricks, why do I always willingly let me mercy? Perhaps it is my charm and unique personality.

These deeply attracted her always arrogant and reserved heart, making her unable to withstand her. She gave in step by step, gradually fell into a trap, and eventually became a captive of my love.

Maybe she was mine, maybe she had fallen in love with me when she first met. That love transcends time and space, and forms indelible traces in Bemier's entire life.

I took advantage of the opportunity of applying shower gel for her and touched the smooth and delicate skin of this beautiful Bemier with love. I teased her plump and soft mountain peaks and the petite and cute red cherries, gently stroked her soft and slender waist with soft lines, slid across her smooth and white soft belly, played with her round buttocks, and turned around, not even letting go of her straight, elegant, silk-smoothed back.

I teased and teased everywhere, making the shy, elegant and graceful Bemier in my arms teased again, and her delicate face was blushing.

After finally applying shower gel for her, I knew she was shy and didn't want her to wipe it for me. I quickly wiped it randomly, held up the shy and drooping head with both hands, and my big mouth was deeply imprinted on Beimier's delicate red lips. It made Beimier's face blush and her heart beat, her whole body was weak, and she was almost breathless.

I was afraid that I accidentally slipped in the wet bathroom, so I could only wrap my hands around my thick and powerful waist tightly. The two naked bodies covered with shower gel were pressed tightly together without any gaps. The lubricating effect of the shower gel made the extremely beautiful body look soft and smooth.

The body that was hugging each other tightly was twisting, and the chest was rubbed against the chest, thighs and thighs to each other's shower gel. The wonderful experience that never had before stimulated Beimier's extremely tender and bright red and jade-like pair of cute little cherries to flush and flush, which was extremely comfortable.

My thick and hard weapon was majestic and erect, and it was pressed against her smooth and soft belly and was ready to try it out. Waves of novel and ecstasy stimulation continued to surge.

The spring love that had originally settled, churned again under my deliberate teasing. The unbearable desire of Beimier kept twisting her delicate body and making murmurs, eager to climb to another peak of lust.

Seeing Beimier's shy appearance in spring and her face, I opened the water spear again, and the water stream sprayed out, and the head was covered with shamelessness. The water flow kept washing away the foam on her body, and slightly cooled down the craze of desire.

I hugged her and let her lie flat in the jacuzzi bathtub filled with hot water. The orchids rippled in the spacious bathtub, her flushed body and plump and soft mountain peaks floated and turbulent under the rush of the water, seductive and seductive.

I couldn't help but kneel on both sides of the seductive body, stretched out my hands, holding each hand and kneading it in my hands. The soft and firm touch was extremely comfortable, and I couldn't help but exclaim: Wife, your breasts are big and round, and it feels soft, plump and elastic to the touch, it's really comfortable.

I was in a good mood, and Beimier's breasts were red and tender just cleaned by the soft and delicate shower gel, and she was indescribably whitened and tender. I sucked and kissed her charming and firm breasts in love, enjoying her mature body with a mature breast.

The rough and hard erect weapon knelt down and kept touching Beimier's soft and sexy abdomen, stimulating her slender and gorgeous body.

Although I have just experienced passion and joy, it is not the first time I have seen the mandarin ducks playing in the water and meeting each other in the bathtub. However, she is shy and embarrassed in her fresh curiosity. She is panting, her body is soft and soft, and she can only let me use my tricks to mercy at will.

Husband, you are good or bad.

Beimier said coquettishly with her eyebrows and eyes.

If a man is not bad, a woman will not love him.I smiled wickedly, and my middle finger suddenly opened my flowering lips, and stabbed the whole piece in, bombarding it one by one, but my right hand was playing with her little cherry, which made Beimier shiver all over.

Beimier pushed away the hand holding her breasts, twisted her upper body desperately, holding me tightly with both hands, but her hips were sitting on the bathtub, and her lower body could not move and dodge, so she had to let me explore the hole.

Soon, her bent legs couldn't help but spread wider and wider, letting my fingers go deeper and do whatever they want.

Beimier's moan became more and more intense, and her plump breasts kept rubbing against me: Ah...husband...rest for a while...rest for a break...and it will be impossible for others to stand it...Ah...

In passion, she pushed her little hand unconsciously towards me, but I grabbed her and pressed her delicate hand under my crotch. When she touched my baby, she felt a little shy, and then she held me with her five fingers and helped me to stroke it unfamiliarly and enthusiastically.

I saw my baby getting swollen and harder, and I whispered beside her ear.

Beimier in my arms raised her head like a kitten, looked at me with her watery eyes, and looked at me with a pity look, murmured in a shy voice: I have never... I have never lived like that... I will talk about it later... okay... Husband... I... I'm adapting slowly... Now I'm satisfied you like this... Ah...

I stared at her pretty face, knowing that the dignified and virtuous Beimier still had to teach her slowly. I slowly pulled out my fingers, and Beimier finally let out her breath: Can you sit on it?I stroked her hair and whispered.

Beimier temporarily politely rejected my bite request. She couldn't bear to let me down anymore, so she nodded in agreement with shame and helped her and turned around. The two sat face to face: Come, wife, let me hold you.

Beimier sat on my thighs with obedient hips, gently crept on my chest, and then raised her hips so that my baby could resist her fragrant spring, and said softly: Husband...I thought about it again...

I saw that her cheeks were flushed and her beautiful eyes had already shone with a thirst light. I knew that she had been burned by her desire, so I held the weapon and grind the petals for a while before I slowly entered, and found that the spring water jade pot was already gurgling, moist and muddy.

Beimier hugged me tightly and sank her buttocks until she pressed against the flower stamen. She paused for a moment, suddenly bit her silver teeth, but then pressed her buttocks down.

Ah...so deep Ah...

She screamed softly, but her buttocks continued to sink, and the flower cervix deep in the flower palace was immediately slowly stretched out by the huge spearhead.

My gun tip went deeper again.

I felt my head sucking hard like a little mouth, and I was shocked. Unexpectedly, Beimier suddenly sat hard, and then screamed Ah.

The huge creatures had been inserted into it. Beimier only felt that the valley and the flower palace were already full of swelling, but at the same time, she felt that except for the a little pain when the weapon was tucked into the flower cervix, it was much more, but Beimier realized the satisfaction of filling the big thing again, which was even more wonderful than when she was in bed just now.

Does it hurt?

I saw Beimier frowning and her legs came out in a hurry, and she couldn't help asking with concern.

No, I feel so comfortable.

Seeing that I was concerned, Beimier kissed me happily, and panted and murmured: You are so good, I will give it to you now, okay?

I looked at the usually gentle and elegant, beautiful and unsightly Beimier in front of me, and her behavior and speech seemed even more charming, which really made my blood surging.

I hugged Beimier's slender waist with big hands, slowly raised her weak and boneless body, adjusted the angle, aimed the fragrant spring with moist and slightly bloomed petals at the weapon that had already been erect and painful, and gently lowered it again.

Ah!

The weapon broke into the door again, and Bemier let out loud moans, whether it was pain or pleasure, regardless of whether it was pain or pleasure.

For the first time, she was fiddled with by such a man and a woman, and she felt embarrassed that the weapon seemed to be moving deeper and could touch some sensitive parts that could not be touched by normal positions. The confused and helpless Beimier was so panicked by this completely unfamiliar intercourse posture.

As if I was pursuing something reliable, I bent down to hug me and leaned on my thick chest, but I refused and grabbed her arms and pushed her up, letting her sit on her body.

Turning his hands to hold the gentle and soft jade's peaks, he kept squeezing, regardless of her shyness and helplessness, he whispered: Wife, don't be shy, move yourself, find your favorite angle and strength, and enjoy the joy of love.

The upper and lower parts were stimulated at the same time, and Beimier's soft body couldn't help but thrust her waist and twisted up and down. Her plump buttocks hit my thighs again and again, and the weapon kept bombarding her mysterious and holy fragrant spring.

This horse-riding style twisted up and down, and the thick, long and hard giant pierced heavily to the deepest and most sensitive flower center of the valley, each time it brought a wonderful pleasure that had never been seen before. The plump little cherries were swaying in the air, and sometimes a few drops of crystal clear water droplets...