Seeing this, Chen Yang stretched out his hand, held the buttocks on one side, rubbed them twice, and suddenly leaned down and pecked Liang Yun gently on her cheek, lying down, don't hide.
Just touching her face with politely her lips, Liang Yun felt something collapse in her chest.
If the slap just now opened a small gate for the flood discharge, then the light kiss now destroyed the entire city wall dam.
Liang Yun's body softened again, bent into a beautiful curve, shining under the lamp, like an oil painting.
The snow-white round meat ball was covered with light powder in a complete and even manner. It was the angel's hand, rubbing the watercolor into the clouds.
Chen Yang pulled his hand back, folded the belt in half, and confirmed that the hard metal part would not be exposed, then he pulled it off with a shout.
The cowhide material with his arm strength made a flamboyant arc in the air, like a tongue of flames striking. When kissing Liang Yun's pink buttocks, a bright red mountain edge immediately appeared.
AhAhAh!With just this move, Liang Yun almost jumped up reflexively, and the thing sandwiched between her legs suddenly slid down and almost fell out.
The belt gently tapped on the butt was a silent threat.
Chen Yang reached out his other hand to the front, touched the sticky and wet hand, and slapped Liang Yun's swollen buttocks with his backhand. If it falls off, suck the front!
Liang Yun had no choice but to bite her lips tightly and forcefully cut out the hole in the sofa cushion.
The belt roared and greeted her ass.The pain exploded on the delicate skin, one wave after another, and there was nowhere to hide.
The flower hole in front was trembling constantly by the heavy thrust, and the juice was rippling, soaking the feathers sandwiched in the middle.
Liang Yun didn't dare to cry loudly, worried that her body's reaction would be too violent and she would remove the feather mask in front of her.I just choked and swallowed the pain into my stomach, and tears and sweat flowed down my cheeks.
Chen Yang did not ask her to report the number because this was not a prescribed punishment.
When it comes to enlightenment for a little M, you should do whatever he likes. You should hit as much as you want, and stop whenever you want.
Liang Yun's plump and tender skin began to highlight swelling marks as wide as the belt.
Armani's metal logo shines with a dangerous but seductive cold light in the waving wind.
The crackling sound of the tough calfskin falling on the flesh, mixed with the painful whispers from Liang Yun's throat, is a unique sound effect echoing in the air.
It made her painful but excited, and it also made him satisfied and excited.
Liang Yun's brain seemed to have automatically cleared the storage at this time, and the troubles and complexity disappeared, only occupied by pain and worry.
The tyrannical kiss on the belt on the butt, the feathers sandwiched in private are constantly slipping under the nourishment of love fluid.
Simple but full.
She lost the concept of time and also lost control of herself, and only one thought was left in her mind:
You can't hide, you can't let the feathers fall off.
He said: If you fall down, you will hit the front.
Liang Yun had no doubt that Chen Yang did what he said.
If such a whip is transferred to the front, how can it stand?
However, fear is not the only reason.
She thought spontaneously: be obedient, please him, give herself to him, and give him without reservation.
Chen Yang was satisfied, and she was content.
When Chen Yang finally stopped, Liang Yun still maintained the same posture. The originally snow-white buttocks had already been covered with bright red marks, and a few were still layered, clamoring for pain.When the whole body touches slightly, it will shake nervously.
Her upper clothes were completely soaked in sweat, but her legs were still stretched straight, clamping the small jewelry he placed there, like a devout offering, and motionless.
Chen Yang went to the refrigerator to get a towel that had been iced in advance, covered it with Liang Yun's butt, gently pressed it with her fingertips, massaged it, and then took off the feather that tortured her, rubbed her sweaty hair, and it was over.
Liang Yun only felt a tense nerve being cut by a sharp blade, suddenly relaxed, and burst into tears.
All the emotions that had been before were released together in the small theater
Chen Yang: "On 101 Side Jobs of Famous Brand Belts".
Liang Yun: Damn, who told me that peach buttocks were made by squats?It was obviously beaten
Author: Fungi (money money counting): Thank you, everyone!Buy acrylic board for me!(Greedy drooling) Nitrogen, as well as crystal rattan, ruler, 1 zhang red, lambskin scattered whip hehe, understand?Whoa~
Chen Yang (removing the cuff): Come back, wait, who do you mean your son?!
Just touching her face with politely her lips, Liang Yun felt something collapse in her chest.
If the slap just now opened a small gate for the flood discharge, then the light kiss now destroyed the entire city wall dam.
Liang Yun's body softened again, bent into a beautiful curve, shining under the lamp, like an oil painting.
The snow-white round meat ball was covered with light powder in a complete and even manner. It was the angel's hand, rubbing the watercolor into the clouds.
Chen Yang pulled his hand back, folded the belt in half, and confirmed that the hard metal part would not be exposed, then he pulled it off with a shout.
The cowhide material with his arm strength made a flamboyant arc in the air, like a tongue of flames striking. When kissing Liang Yun's pink buttocks, a bright red mountain edge immediately appeared.
AhAhAh!With just this move, Liang Yun almost jumped up reflexively, and the thing sandwiched between her legs suddenly slid down and almost fell out.
The belt gently tapped on the butt was a silent threat.
Chen Yang reached out his other hand to the front, touched the sticky and wet hand, and slapped Liang Yun's swollen buttocks with his backhand. If it falls off, suck the front!
Liang Yun had no choice but to bite her lips tightly and forcefully cut out the hole in the sofa cushion.
The belt roared and greeted her ass.The pain exploded on the delicate skin, one wave after another, and there was nowhere to hide.
The flower hole in front was trembling constantly by the heavy thrust, and the juice was rippling, soaking the feathers sandwiched in the middle.
Liang Yun didn't dare to cry loudly, worried that her body's reaction would be too violent and she would remove the feather mask in front of her.I just choked and swallowed the pain into my stomach, and tears and sweat flowed down my cheeks.
Chen Yang did not ask her to report the number because this was not a prescribed punishment.
When it comes to enlightenment for a little M, you should do whatever he likes. You should hit as much as you want, and stop whenever you want.
Liang Yun's plump and tender skin began to highlight swelling marks as wide as the belt.
Armani's metal logo shines with a dangerous but seductive cold light in the waving wind.
The crackling sound of the tough calfskin falling on the flesh, mixed with the painful whispers from Liang Yun's throat, is a unique sound effect echoing in the air.
It made her painful but excited, and it also made him satisfied and excited.
Liang Yun's brain seemed to have automatically cleared the storage at this time, and the troubles and complexity disappeared, only occupied by pain and worry.
The tyrannical kiss on the belt on the butt, the feathers sandwiched in private are constantly slipping under the nourishment of love fluid.
Simple but full.
She lost the concept of time and also lost control of herself, and only one thought was left in her mind:
You can't hide, you can't let the feathers fall off.
He said: If you fall down, you will hit the front.
Liang Yun had no doubt that Chen Yang did what he said.
If such a whip is transferred to the front, how can it stand?
However, fear is not the only reason.
She thought spontaneously: be obedient, please him, give herself to him, and give him without reservation.
Chen Yang was satisfied, and she was content.
When Chen Yang finally stopped, Liang Yun still maintained the same posture. The originally snow-white buttocks had already been covered with bright red marks, and a few were still layered, clamoring for pain.When the whole body touches slightly, it will shake nervously.
Her upper clothes were completely soaked in sweat, but her legs were still stretched straight, clamping the small jewelry he placed there, like a devout offering, and motionless.
Chen Yang went to the refrigerator to get a towel that had been iced in advance, covered it with Liang Yun's butt, gently pressed it with her fingertips, massaged it, and then took off the feather that tortured her, rubbed her sweaty hair, and it was over.
Liang Yun only felt a tense nerve being cut by a sharp blade, suddenly relaxed, and burst into tears.
All the emotions that had been before were released together in the small theater
Chen Yang: "On 101 Side Jobs of Famous Brand Belts".
Liang Yun: Damn, who told me that peach buttocks were made by squats?It was obviously beaten
Author: Fungi (money money counting): Thank you, everyone!Buy acrylic board for me!(Greedy drooling) Nitrogen, as well as crystal rattan, ruler, 1 zhang red, lambskin scattered whip hehe, understand?Whoa~
Chen Yang (removing the cuff): Come back, wait, who do you mean your son?!
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