Can you accept that both of us serve the same man?
Erin said that she definitely didn't want to go out at this critical moment. As Alice said, she was in high spirits and had not reached orgasm yet.
What's there to do?
Alice said: I often spend time with a man with a few girlfriends, and now it seems to be fashionable. I heard that many people have done this like me.
You are so ridiculous, times are really different.
Erin sighed.
Irene felt relieved when she saw that Alice understood her very much and didn't mind that the mother and daughter were serving one by one. She was afraid that her daughter would look down on her.
Ding Ping came to Alice, hugged her and said: "It's better for my sister to understand Auntie. I will definitely make you all happy."
After saying that, Ding Ping started to take off Alice's clothes. After a while, she became naked under Ding Ping's hands. Alice was snow-white, plump and plump, her buttocks were round and smooth, her hips were bright, her buttocks were elastic, her thighs were slender, white and tender, and her calves were strong and soothing. Her vibrant and youthful body made Ding Ping feel a scent of sunshine.
Ding Ping looked at the mature and plump Aunt Erin, like the peony blooming in summer and the young Alice, like the peach blossoms that just bloomed in spring, each with its fresh beauty. He felt a wave of heat flowing in the lower abdomen, and in an instant the thing stood up like a pillar climbing the sky.
At the same time, Ding Ping also found that a dark fire in the eyes of Erin and Alice was burning quietly. The tips of their tongues quickly licked and moistened their dry lips, and their nose wings were gasping for restlessness.
Just as Ding Ping pounced on Alice, she said: I was sweating when I came back. I'll go and wash it first. Come and you and your mother first.
Then we will take a shower together.
Ding Ping suggested that I would pull her into the bathroom regardless of whether Irene agrees or not. Ding Ping hugged Irene and Alice hugged them from Ding Ping's back, turned on the shower and let the water rush towards the three of them. The three of them hugged the water droplets. At this time, Ding Ping became passive between the mother and daughter, and let them caress and examine them on their bodies. Obviously, Ding Ping's naked body, Ding Ping's strong and tense muscles excited them, and their four trembling hands and legs trembled exponentially.
Their eyes and their fingers of Ding Ping became their motivation for stroking. When they walked slowly from the front, from Ding Ping's chest, from the back, from Ding Ping's back to Ding Ping's lower abdomen and buttocks for a long time, they were so excited that they panted heavily and sucked.
The water flowed like a pouring rain, and the water droplets fell on their bodies and splashed everywhere, without reducing their enthusiasm at all.
The two of them stood up with their completely erect breasts, like a pair of snow-white rabbits that were tall due to anger. The two pointed and hard nipples stood upright, rubbing Ding Ping's chest and back one in front and the other behind.
Her lower body also rubbed Ding Ping's male root and buttocks hard. Ding Ping closed his eyes and did nothing, but just quietly enjoyed the caress of their mother and daughter.
Finally, the three of them finished washing. When they arrived in the bedroom, Ding Ping took the initiative and let Erin and Alice lie side by side on the bed. Ding Ping stood beside the bed, thrusting the powerfully erect thing first, aiming at Erin. She seemed a little scared, covered her lower abdomen with her hands, but there was infinite hope in her eyes.
Ding Ping took Ailin's hand away, spread her legs, and let her male roots slowly squeeze in. In a warm, humid and slippery place, Ding Ping subconsciously twitched. She felt uncomfortable at first, and gradually became better, allowing Ding Ping to send him out in a larger and larger manner.
As Ding Ping fell heavily, Erin moaned happily, the sound went from low to high, from slow to rapid, and the humming was mixed with Ding Ping's inaudible murmurs, until the sound drove her trembling body, making her body a rotating machine. On the bed, under the impact of Ding Ping, it shivered and trembled.
At this time, Alice also lay on her mother Erin, holding her breasts at the corner of her mouth, licking and kissing them constantly, and from time to time, she bit Erin's erect red nipples with her teeth.
He placed his hand on the junction of Ding Ping's male root and Erin's private parts, and pressed hard on her clitoris, giving Erin greater stimulation.
Under the stimulation of Ding Ping and her daughter Alice, Erin was extremely resistant. Her body was twisting and changing shapes like a twisted flower, and her mouth made a high cry, which was breathtaking.
Erin's screams urge Ding Ping's desire like a spell, and waves of surging passion swelled around Ding Ping's body, flowing east and west to find a channel to vent.
Ding Ping leaned down and pressed his hands on her smooth shoulders. One body expanded and contracted like a bow and string, and the room became extremely stuffy. Ding Ping's hair was either water droplets or sweat beads fell on her fair skin. Her humming turned into a crying moan, like a crying sound, like running water in a crack in the dam, rushing anxiously.
Erin, who had been holding Ding Ping's forearm tightly, loosened her palm and fell heavily onto the bed, like two ropes hanging down on the bed, and the sound of her screaming and extremely gorgeous moaning suddenly stopped, and streams of spring water surged out of her lower body. She finally reached orgasm under the gaze of her daughter Alice, and fell asleep.
Ding Ping turned around and pulled Alice over. Her lower body had already flooded, her eyes were full of water, her breathing was heavy, and accompanied by a gentle moan. When Ding Ping's tall body pressed on Alice like a tower, she spread her legs wide open and easily accepted Ding Ping, without even a sense of stiffness.
She twisted happily under Ding Ping's body. Ding Ping's breathing was almost a nightmare, and only one thought was to twitch violently, with the light of beasts in her eyes, and the gasps passed by like the end of the strong wind.
After a crazy attack, Ding Ping stopped and let his male root tightly press into her Taoyuan Cave. Alice took over the Chen scarf on Chen's head and tried to wipe the sweat between Ding Ping's forehead. Then, she said: Let me get up.
Alice turned over like a cat, sat on top of Ding Ping, stroked Ding Ping's male root with her hands, grasped it in her palm, and said: Your thing is so big, but I just like this thing, like a plump cactus in the desert, it feels good to hold it in your hands.
As he said that, he sat down. Once he swallowed Ding Ping's male root, Ding Ping's body jumped, and a naked and white body ran left and right in Ding Ping's sight, wandering and shaking, and floating.
The skin, shoulders, breasts, and toes were swaying constantly everywhere.
Erin said that she definitely didn't want to go out at this critical moment. As Alice said, she was in high spirits and had not reached orgasm yet.
What's there to do?
Alice said: I often spend time with a man with a few girlfriends, and now it seems to be fashionable. I heard that many people have done this like me.
You are so ridiculous, times are really different.
Erin sighed.
Irene felt relieved when she saw that Alice understood her very much and didn't mind that the mother and daughter were serving one by one. She was afraid that her daughter would look down on her.
Ding Ping came to Alice, hugged her and said: "It's better for my sister to understand Auntie. I will definitely make you all happy."
After saying that, Ding Ping started to take off Alice's clothes. After a while, she became naked under Ding Ping's hands. Alice was snow-white, plump and plump, her buttocks were round and smooth, her hips were bright, her buttocks were elastic, her thighs were slender, white and tender, and her calves were strong and soothing. Her vibrant and youthful body made Ding Ping feel a scent of sunshine.
Ding Ping looked at the mature and plump Aunt Erin, like the peony blooming in summer and the young Alice, like the peach blossoms that just bloomed in spring, each with its fresh beauty. He felt a wave of heat flowing in the lower abdomen, and in an instant the thing stood up like a pillar climbing the sky.
At the same time, Ding Ping also found that a dark fire in the eyes of Erin and Alice was burning quietly. The tips of their tongues quickly licked and moistened their dry lips, and their nose wings were gasping for restlessness.
Just as Ding Ping pounced on Alice, she said: I was sweating when I came back. I'll go and wash it first. Come and you and your mother first.
Then we will take a shower together.
Ding Ping suggested that I would pull her into the bathroom regardless of whether Irene agrees or not. Ding Ping hugged Irene and Alice hugged them from Ding Ping's back, turned on the shower and let the water rush towards the three of them. The three of them hugged the water droplets. At this time, Ding Ping became passive between the mother and daughter, and let them caress and examine them on their bodies. Obviously, Ding Ping's naked body, Ding Ping's strong and tense muscles excited them, and their four trembling hands and legs trembled exponentially.
Their eyes and their fingers of Ding Ping became their motivation for stroking. When they walked slowly from the front, from Ding Ping's chest, from the back, from Ding Ping's back to Ding Ping's lower abdomen and buttocks for a long time, they were so excited that they panted heavily and sucked.
The water flowed like a pouring rain, and the water droplets fell on their bodies and splashed everywhere, without reducing their enthusiasm at all.
The two of them stood up with their completely erect breasts, like a pair of snow-white rabbits that were tall due to anger. The two pointed and hard nipples stood upright, rubbing Ding Ping's chest and back one in front and the other behind.
Her lower body also rubbed Ding Ping's male root and buttocks hard. Ding Ping closed his eyes and did nothing, but just quietly enjoyed the caress of their mother and daughter.
Finally, the three of them finished washing. When they arrived in the bedroom, Ding Ping took the initiative and let Erin and Alice lie side by side on the bed. Ding Ping stood beside the bed, thrusting the powerfully erect thing first, aiming at Erin. She seemed a little scared, covered her lower abdomen with her hands, but there was infinite hope in her eyes.
Ding Ping took Ailin's hand away, spread her legs, and let her male roots slowly squeeze in. In a warm, humid and slippery place, Ding Ping subconsciously twitched. She felt uncomfortable at first, and gradually became better, allowing Ding Ping to send him out in a larger and larger manner.
As Ding Ping fell heavily, Erin moaned happily, the sound went from low to high, from slow to rapid, and the humming was mixed with Ding Ping's inaudible murmurs, until the sound drove her trembling body, making her body a rotating machine. On the bed, under the impact of Ding Ping, it shivered and trembled.
At this time, Alice also lay on her mother Erin, holding her breasts at the corner of her mouth, licking and kissing them constantly, and from time to time, she bit Erin's erect red nipples with her teeth.
He placed his hand on the junction of Ding Ping's male root and Erin's private parts, and pressed hard on her clitoris, giving Erin greater stimulation.
Under the stimulation of Ding Ping and her daughter Alice, Erin was extremely resistant. Her body was twisting and changing shapes like a twisted flower, and her mouth made a high cry, which was breathtaking.
Erin's screams urge Ding Ping's desire like a spell, and waves of surging passion swelled around Ding Ping's body, flowing east and west to find a channel to vent.
Ding Ping leaned down and pressed his hands on her smooth shoulders. One body expanded and contracted like a bow and string, and the room became extremely stuffy. Ding Ping's hair was either water droplets or sweat beads fell on her fair skin. Her humming turned into a crying moan, like a crying sound, like running water in a crack in the dam, rushing anxiously.
Erin, who had been holding Ding Ping's forearm tightly, loosened her palm and fell heavily onto the bed, like two ropes hanging down on the bed, and the sound of her screaming and extremely gorgeous moaning suddenly stopped, and streams of spring water surged out of her lower body. She finally reached orgasm under the gaze of her daughter Alice, and fell asleep.
Ding Ping turned around and pulled Alice over. Her lower body had already flooded, her eyes were full of water, her breathing was heavy, and accompanied by a gentle moan. When Ding Ping's tall body pressed on Alice like a tower, she spread her legs wide open and easily accepted Ding Ping, without even a sense of stiffness.
She twisted happily under Ding Ping's body. Ding Ping's breathing was almost a nightmare, and only one thought was to twitch violently, with the light of beasts in her eyes, and the gasps passed by like the end of the strong wind.
After a crazy attack, Ding Ping stopped and let his male root tightly press into her Taoyuan Cave. Alice took over the Chen scarf on Chen's head and tried to wipe the sweat between Ding Ping's forehead. Then, she said: Let me get up.
Alice turned over like a cat, sat on top of Ding Ping, stroked Ding Ping's male root with her hands, grasped it in her palm, and said: Your thing is so big, but I just like this thing, like a plump cactus in the desert, it feels good to hold it in your hands.
As he said that, he sat down. Once he swallowed Ding Ping's male root, Ding Ping's body jumped, and a naked and white body ran left and right in Ding Ping's sight, wandering and shaking, and floating.
The skin, shoulders, breasts, and toes were swaying constantly everywhere.
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