After Lin Qianqian got up to the elevator and went directly to the top floor according to the floor number he had just seen, she looked suspiciously at the doors of the residents on both sides and the pause for a few seconds. Lin Qianqian turned around and walked to the fire escape.
Following the stairs, he went straight to the top fire door. Lin Qianqian tried to twist the fire door that was originally locked for a long time, but opened the door with a slight twist.
Lin Qianqian should be in her heart that her subordinates are not working hard, but now Lin Qianqian feels extremely excited, and the stimulation of peeping is so strong.
At this time, Wang Jun had no idea what happened tonight and was accidentally discovered by property manager Lin Qianqian, and he didn't know that the location he originally thought was seamless, but in fact it was not safe at all. Lin Qianqian had already secretly chased him behind his back.
At this time, Wang Jun was standing on the rooftop with Pan Wenqing. In addition to some solar energy and some pipelines, the spacious space here only had distribution rooms and elevator computer rooms. On a large open roof, the afterglow and light pollution sources were intertwined. In fact, the light on the top floor was not bright enough, but you could see clearly anywhere.
Wang Jun and Pan Wenqing walked towards the center again, because the lower floor of Pan Wenqing's building was a shop on the outside street, so it was in the shape of a L. Now Wang Jun led Pan Wenqing directly from the rooftop to the corner of the rooftop.
When Wang Jun stopped and took Pan Wenqing's hand and let go, Wang Jun looked at the floor diagonally opposite and asked Pan Wenqing: Slut, your house should be on a very high floor, right?
From here you should be able to see your house clearly. Which one is your house?
When Wang Jun asked this, his rough big hands began to constantly knead Pan Wenqing's upright butt. This time, Wang Jun did not penetrate the bottom of his skirt, but just stroked his elastic buttocks through the soft and elastic beautiful skirt.
Wang Jun's other hand was gently pressed against Pan Wenqing's sexy beautiful back. Pan Wenqing understood Wang Jun's meaning, so he bent his waist and back. In this way, the miniskirt wrapped around the vacuum legs and butt inside was raised high, making it easier for Wang Jun to touch it.
As for Wang Jun's words, Pan Wenqing looked at it for a few seconds and easily found the location of his home. Pan Wenqing held one hand on the thick guardrail of the rooftop that was so high that it was waist-high, and pointed his other hand at a place not far away in front of him and said: Master, don't you know my home?Isn't the photo you posted last time there?
Wang Jun's hand had already penetrated into Pan Wenqing's buttocks through the narrow, thin and tight skirt, and he also slid into it while squeezing the skirt.
Wang Jun looked in the direction pointed by Pan Wenqing. This angle was exactly forty-five degrees, and Wang Jun also discovered something more interesting.
Slut, your husband hasn't turned off the lights yet?The man lying on the bed is your husband, right?When Wang Jun saw the man lying on the side with his head and face rushing towards him, he asked Pan Wenqing excitedly.
Pan Wenqing's beautiful stockings began to tighten as Wang Jun's rough hands moved, did he make a subtle and beautiful hum? As Wang Jun asked, Pan Wenqing looked up at his home again.
Before, Pan Wenqing didn't know that she would go to the rooftop, and she saw her husband lying on the bed. She could only say the angle and position, which made Pan Wenqing not expect.
The distance between them is less than twenty meters, so it looks neither clear nor blurry. When Pan Wenqing saw her husband lying in her extremely familiar bedroom, she thought that she was taken to the rooftop by a strange and strong man and played with him unscrupulously. At this time, Pan Wenqing, who was rubbed by Wang Jun, couldn't help but hum.
It's still early now, and I'm afraid that if I'm not in the bedroom if I turn off the lights, my husband will doubt me. Usually, my husband will sleep very hard, so I won't find anything abnormal.
So tonight I took the risk to come to accompany my master, hoping that the master can finish his talk. We can play with me, just delete the photos and videos.
Master, how about it, let’s go there. I see that there is something raised there. I can lie on the top or kneel down and let you play with me. Master, I want to be played with you now, so you should hurry up and come into my body, right?Pan Wenqing looked at her familiar husband lying in the bedroom not far away. At this time, Pan Wenqing's sense of shame at the top of the rooftop became stronger, so she could only beg Wang Jun to get rid of him quickly, so that she could quickly end this nightmare experience tonight.
Pan Wenqing urged Wang Jun anxiously, and usually pretended to be very despicable and coquettish, hoping that it would end soon, but Wang Jun obviously didn't like it to end so soon, even though Wang Jun now had the feeling of harshly kneading Pan Wenqing's buttocks, and Wang Jun once again set up a large tent in the crotch of his stimulating Wang Jun's crotch.
Don’t worry, Ah, it’s not started yet, we’re having a good time here. Just look at your bedroom and your husband lying on the bed.
Now raise your butt a little higher, it's great. The stockings feel really good. The tightness of your legs makes you feel so elastic.
Spread your legs apart and don't split them too much. Just like that, keep it well, and the high heels are so sexy.
Have your husband asked you to wear this outfit to play with you?Wang Jun did not leave, but pressed Pan Wenqing's other hand on the rooftop armrest, and then asked Pan Wenqing, the once cold and proud young woman, to take the most shameful position towards the stranger.
In this way, Pan Wenqing happened to make a sexy pose with her buttocks on her face, and at the same time, her face was facing her bedroom. With Wang Jun's continuous request, she made the exciting look that Wang Jun wanted to see the most.
At this moment, the strong sense of shame in Pan Wenqing's heart continued to increase. She married her husband for two years, not to mention doing it outside of home, and even Pan Wenqing did not have any sexy and interesting underwear, let alone not to mention that she had never served her husband with her mouth.
But after experiencing a private theater, everything changed like a nightmare. Pan Wenqing didn't even know if she was just a slut at her core, and she had been hiding under the mask of indifference and pride. However, today, Pan Wenqing was even more excited than ever before, under a strong sense of shame.
At this damn angle, she looked at her bedroom so clearly. While looking at her husband Dawei who was sleeping soundly on the bed, she bent down and raised her buttocks to satisfy the strange man beside her who was stroking her buttocks. Pan Wenqing's soul and body were trembling strongly.
Following the stairs, he went straight to the top fire door. Lin Qianqian tried to twist the fire door that was originally locked for a long time, but opened the door with a slight twist.
Lin Qianqian should be in her heart that her subordinates are not working hard, but now Lin Qianqian feels extremely excited, and the stimulation of peeping is so strong.
At this time, Wang Jun had no idea what happened tonight and was accidentally discovered by property manager Lin Qianqian, and he didn't know that the location he originally thought was seamless, but in fact it was not safe at all. Lin Qianqian had already secretly chased him behind his back.
At this time, Wang Jun was standing on the rooftop with Pan Wenqing. In addition to some solar energy and some pipelines, the spacious space here only had distribution rooms and elevator computer rooms. On a large open roof, the afterglow and light pollution sources were intertwined. In fact, the light on the top floor was not bright enough, but you could see clearly anywhere.
Wang Jun and Pan Wenqing walked towards the center again, because the lower floor of Pan Wenqing's building was a shop on the outside street, so it was in the shape of a L. Now Wang Jun led Pan Wenqing directly from the rooftop to the corner of the rooftop.
When Wang Jun stopped and took Pan Wenqing's hand and let go, Wang Jun looked at the floor diagonally opposite and asked Pan Wenqing: Slut, your house should be on a very high floor, right?
From here you should be able to see your house clearly. Which one is your house?
When Wang Jun asked this, his rough big hands began to constantly knead Pan Wenqing's upright butt. This time, Wang Jun did not penetrate the bottom of his skirt, but just stroked his elastic buttocks through the soft and elastic beautiful skirt.
Wang Jun's other hand was gently pressed against Pan Wenqing's sexy beautiful back. Pan Wenqing understood Wang Jun's meaning, so he bent his waist and back. In this way, the miniskirt wrapped around the vacuum legs and butt inside was raised high, making it easier for Wang Jun to touch it.
As for Wang Jun's words, Pan Wenqing looked at it for a few seconds and easily found the location of his home. Pan Wenqing held one hand on the thick guardrail of the rooftop that was so high that it was waist-high, and pointed his other hand at a place not far away in front of him and said: Master, don't you know my home?Isn't the photo you posted last time there?
Wang Jun's hand had already penetrated into Pan Wenqing's buttocks through the narrow, thin and tight skirt, and he also slid into it while squeezing the skirt.
Wang Jun looked in the direction pointed by Pan Wenqing. This angle was exactly forty-five degrees, and Wang Jun also discovered something more interesting.
Slut, your husband hasn't turned off the lights yet?The man lying on the bed is your husband, right?When Wang Jun saw the man lying on the side with his head and face rushing towards him, he asked Pan Wenqing excitedly.
Pan Wenqing's beautiful stockings began to tighten as Wang Jun's rough hands moved, did he make a subtle and beautiful hum? As Wang Jun asked, Pan Wenqing looked up at his home again.
Before, Pan Wenqing didn't know that she would go to the rooftop, and she saw her husband lying on the bed. She could only say the angle and position, which made Pan Wenqing not expect.
The distance between them is less than twenty meters, so it looks neither clear nor blurry. When Pan Wenqing saw her husband lying in her extremely familiar bedroom, she thought that she was taken to the rooftop by a strange and strong man and played with him unscrupulously. At this time, Pan Wenqing, who was rubbed by Wang Jun, couldn't help but hum.
It's still early now, and I'm afraid that if I'm not in the bedroom if I turn off the lights, my husband will doubt me. Usually, my husband will sleep very hard, so I won't find anything abnormal.
So tonight I took the risk to come to accompany my master, hoping that the master can finish his talk. We can play with me, just delete the photos and videos.
Master, how about it, let’s go there. I see that there is something raised there. I can lie on the top or kneel down and let you play with me. Master, I want to be played with you now, so you should hurry up and come into my body, right?Pan Wenqing looked at her familiar husband lying in the bedroom not far away. At this time, Pan Wenqing's sense of shame at the top of the rooftop became stronger, so she could only beg Wang Jun to get rid of him quickly, so that she could quickly end this nightmare experience tonight.
Pan Wenqing urged Wang Jun anxiously, and usually pretended to be very despicable and coquettish, hoping that it would end soon, but Wang Jun obviously didn't like it to end so soon, even though Wang Jun now had the feeling of harshly kneading Pan Wenqing's buttocks, and Wang Jun once again set up a large tent in the crotch of his stimulating Wang Jun's crotch.
Don’t worry, Ah, it’s not started yet, we’re having a good time here. Just look at your bedroom and your husband lying on the bed.
Now raise your butt a little higher, it's great. The stockings feel really good. The tightness of your legs makes you feel so elastic.
Spread your legs apart and don't split them too much. Just like that, keep it well, and the high heels are so sexy.
Have your husband asked you to wear this outfit to play with you?Wang Jun did not leave, but pressed Pan Wenqing's other hand on the rooftop armrest, and then asked Pan Wenqing, the once cold and proud young woman, to take the most shameful position towards the stranger.
In this way, Pan Wenqing happened to make a sexy pose with her buttocks on her face, and at the same time, her face was facing her bedroom. With Wang Jun's continuous request, she made the exciting look that Wang Jun wanted to see the most.
At this moment, the strong sense of shame in Pan Wenqing's heart continued to increase. She married her husband for two years, not to mention doing it outside of home, and even Pan Wenqing did not have any sexy and interesting underwear, let alone not to mention that she had never served her husband with her mouth.
But after experiencing a private theater, everything changed like a nightmare. Pan Wenqing didn't even know if she was just a slut at her core, and she had been hiding under the mask of indifference and pride. However, today, Pan Wenqing was even more excited than ever before, under a strong sense of shame.
At this damn angle, she looked at her bedroom so clearly. While looking at her husband Dawei who was sleeping soundly on the bed, she bent down and raised her buttocks to satisfy the strange man beside her who was stroking her buttocks. Pan Wenqing's soul and body were trembling strongly.
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