Ding Ping's hand was rubbing, quietly adjusting the angle, and quietly spreading Zhang Shiyu's legs, so that she spread her legs and straddled Ding Ping's thighs. This was a pose that made people feel extremely sexy. At this time, Zhang Shiyu felt extremely comfortable under Ding Ping's caress. Then Ding Ping's hand drilled into Zhang Shiyu's panties and touched her legs.
Indicated below, Zhang Shiyu's legs quickly merged, and her plump leg muscles clamped Ding Ping's fingers tightly.
Her mouth moaned in panic and rapidity, but Ding Ping's fingers gently but forcefully separated her plump skin and penetrated into the cracks of her legs under the pressure of Zhang Shiyu's legs.
Zhang Shiyu's upper body leaned down and held Ding Ping's arm nervously with both hands. Ding Ping said softly in her ear: Don't be nervous, I will make you feel comfortable.
Ding Ping said, and inserted his hand between Zhang Shiyu's legs and continued to drill into the skin that was already tightly clamped. She also relaxed her body under Ding Ping's caress, allowing Ding Ping's fingers to sink into the plump and wet surrounding her lower body, and continued to invade, completely pressing it into the sticky and tender grooves between her legs. Her was different from the soft and tender. Ding Ping's fingers were quickly soaked with mucus, and instinctively caressed along the gap she was indented.
Ding Ping's index finger and ring finger were vaguely recessed along the vaguely recessed, pressing left and right on the petals on both sides of the groove wall. The fingertips of the middle finger were pressed into the petals that were lubricated so that there was almost no friction, almost soaking in the layered soft structure. Ding Ping could clearly feel that after pressing in and lifting them, the small fleshy petals that were wrapped around the fingertips gently broke free.
Ding Ping's fingers, which were already covered with sticky liquid, tightened in the middle. Zhang Shiyu's soft and slightly blooming petals were immediately squeezed together randomly. Under the rubbing of Ding Ping's fingers, they were rolling up in a mess. The liquid quickly covered her lower body. Ding Ping's fingers were a little mischievous, and she applied the mucus on Zhang Shiyu's plumpness.
Her panties were constantly pulled down by Ding Ping's fingers, and her pants were pulled back to her thighs in the inner side of her thighs, and she was pulled back to her thighs in her pants.
At this time, Zhang Shiyu had completely lost her intention, and just opened her mouth slightly, constantly gasping and moaning.
Ding Ping pulled out his hand, came to Zhang Shiyu's chest, and slowly untied her clothes. After a while, her beautiful, smooth, white and tender upper body was all displayed in front of Ding Ping, like the legendary beautiful goddess, so beautiful that Ding Ping was fascinated by it.
Ding Ping asked Zhang Shiyu to turn around and sit on Ding Ping's lap face to face. Ding Ping held her face and sucked her full again.
With plump petals, Zhang Shiyu's body seemed to have no resistance. She leaned softly under Ding Ping's embrace, tamely allowing Ding Ping to invade her mouth again.
Slowly, Ding Ping followed Zhang Shiyu's jade neck and shoulders without any clothes to her slender and soft chest, kissed her gently, and came to her round and upright and elastic breasts, sucking and biting the red cherries on her, making her slowly grow and stand up in Ding Ping's mouth.
Ding Ping scratched his fingers, pulled open the belt buckle that Zhang Shiyu tied around her waist, pulled out the buckles with a piece of belt that was buckled, and pulled it hard. Don't buckle them, and the top of her pants suddenly loosened, and Ding Ping's palm inserted it in.
She lowered Zhang Shiyu's entire pants and her pants to her ankles, and her palms stayed on the slightly raised hills of her lower abdomen, slowly experiencing her solid feel. The flat grass reflected the rustling feeling of friction.
Ding Ping's fingers continued to stretch down and pressed on her tender and soft stamens, pressing the clearly visible gap, and began to rub up and down, constantly stimulating her tender peach land.
Soon, the originally wet parts began to get hot. Zhang Shiyu's breathing began to become heavy, and her little mouth kept spitting heart-warming screams. She leaned her head against Ding Ping's shoulder, her eyes closed, and her face leaned to one side, full.
The gas with her unique body fragrance was exhaled from her lips, and it slowly sprayed to Ding Ping's neck. Her palm unconsciously stroked Ding Ping's ears. Ding Ping picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.
Ding Ping put Zhang Shiyu on the bed, quickly took off his clothes, lay side by side with her, pressed her ankles with her feet, and pushed them to both sides. At this time, Zhang Shiyu's legs were completely separated.
Ding Ping's palms greedily stroked the base of her thighs, and her plump and heart-beating skin. This is the most stunning part, smooth, soft and fleshy. Ding Ping's fingers penetrated deep into the junction of her legs, and she could clearly feel the arc-shaped bulge and delicate folds at the junction of the root of the legs and the buttocks.
Ding Ping picked up Zhang Shiyu's hand and put it between her legs. She had never touched the man's part once and was unprepared. She screamed softly, instinctively trying to retract her hand, but Ding Ping pressed it tightly on the spot. This was the first time that Zhang Shiyu touched Ding Ping's male root since they met.
Come on, just touch it.
Ding Ping gently hugged Zhang Shiyu's waist and kissed her cheek gently. Her face was hot. Finally, her fingers were still clumsy and caressing Ding Ping, making his male root stand up uncontrollably, and he was pounding under the movement of her fingers.
Zhang Shiyu's hands were a little hot, covering the hard erection, and the exposed male root immediately rubbed against her wet and hot palms.
When Zhang Shiyu's hand explored and held Ding Ping's hot columnar up, Ding Ping could not use words to describe his feelings in that moment. It seemed that his soul was held by her. Her slender fingers and soft palms were wrapped in damp heat and warmth, surrounding the male roots full of desire and used to invade the female body.
In an instant, the pleasure rushed directly to Ding Ping's temple. The keen feeling of the man's head almost made Ding Ping feel the lines of her fingerprints, and he fell into the pleasure that could tolerate the whole body without any resistance. The man's name was gently caressed in Zhang Shiyu's hand...
Ding Ping stepped on Zhang Shiyu's body and opened her thighs. She had been soaked in slippery wet liquid, which was extremely wet and soft. Ding Ping put his male root at Zhang Shiyu's peach garden mouth and gently pushed it inward, slowly sinking deep in it, surrounded by her two petals. You can feel that the bonding part is a shallow but elastic small groove, tight and hot.
Ding Ping did not dare to use too much force, but just pressed his male root against Zhang Shiyu's flower heart, rubbing gently there, and his two full.
The full jade peak was squeezed under Ding Ping's chest, bringing strong pleasure and continuous stimulation, making Zhang Shiyu's slippery petals solid and spread outward, sucking Ding Ping's male root there, which was completely covered with the sticky liquid.
Ding Ping gently but vigorously thrust his male root, feeling a breakthrough of a barrier. As Zhang Shiyu screamed, he entered her flower path. Zhang Shiyu held back the pain at the beginning, frowned, and clasped the sheets with both hands. Ding Ping put the male root there without moving, allowing Zhang Shiyu's pain to pass and reduce.
Ding Ping's male root felt Zhang Shiyu's tightness. Her flower path was tightly wrapped around Ding Ping's fiery and impulsive desires, but Ding Ping still dared not move and stayed in Zhang Shiyu's flower path. After a long time, she saw Ding Ping not moving, knowing that he was afraid of his pain, but she always had to pass this level, so she said: You move, I'm fine.
It will be fine after a while.
Ding Ping said in Zhang Shiyu's ear, and then slowly thrust gently. Zhang Shiyu started to frown. Every time Ding Ping twitched, her eyelids jumped. Three minutes later, her brows stretched out, and the pain in her mouth turned into moans. Ding Ping's male root brought both pain and pleasure to her, and she finally came to a happy journey.
As Zhang Shiyu's happy moans, Ding Ping's thrusting gradually increased, and the frequency gradually increased. Zhang Shiyu also entered the state. The spring water continued to gush out from the delicate flower path, moistening the junction of her and Ding Ping's movement. Many of the fluffy grasses there were already wet, each sticking into a small bunch, touching Ding Ping's smooth lower abdomen, which also brought strong pleasure to Zhang Shiyu.
Uh…uh…uh…uh…
Zhang Shiyu's eyes were closed tightly, and she was calling out in her mouth. Her arms were tightly hugging Ding Ping. Ding Ping's powerful chest squeezed on Zhang Shiyu's round, bulging, firm and tall jade peak, and she licked and kissed her face with her mouth, and kept undulating and thrusting.
Unconsciously Ding Ping increased his strength to his usual strength, uh...
Amid the moans, Zhang Shiyu's body changed, and her lower body began to contract slightly. With the stimulation of Ding Ping's male root thrusting, her waist began to twist involuntarily, her lower body was erect, and her hips left the bed to meet Ding Ping's impact. Ding Ping felt her change, and lowered her waist accelerated the thrust speed. Stormlessly, an unstoppable twitch came from Zhang Shiyu's lower body. The two plump thighs suddenly bent and clamped like reflex, and they hugged Ding Ping's back tightly. Ding Ping's male root was tightly squeezed and could not move.
Zhang Shiyu's face was red, she was breathing heavily, hugging Ding Ping tightly, and calling softly: Stop moving...I can't do it anymore...
Ding Ping did not move at all, pressing tightly against Zhang Shiyu's body, and his lips moved lightly on her body, giving her the stimulation after the violent reassurance. At the same time, he was also a little surprised. The first time Zhang Shiyu was able to enjoy it for so long under Ding Ping's fierce impact. It seems that she is also a rare woman.
Ding Ping and Zhang Shiyu snuggled tightly, Ding Ping's face placed on Zhang Shiyu's shoulders, her hair gently scratched Ding Ping's cheeks, her neck was long and beautiful, and cold and faintly exuded a fragrance of girlish skin.
Ding Ping's nose rubbed gently against her ears. Neither of them spoke. The silence made them feel only the existence of two people. Zhang Shiyu only felt a kind of happiness rising from the bottom of her heart.
Indicated below, Zhang Shiyu's legs quickly merged, and her plump leg muscles clamped Ding Ping's fingers tightly.
Her mouth moaned in panic and rapidity, but Ding Ping's fingers gently but forcefully separated her plump skin and penetrated into the cracks of her legs under the pressure of Zhang Shiyu's legs.
Zhang Shiyu's upper body leaned down and held Ding Ping's arm nervously with both hands. Ding Ping said softly in her ear: Don't be nervous, I will make you feel comfortable.
Ding Ping said, and inserted his hand between Zhang Shiyu's legs and continued to drill into the skin that was already tightly clamped. She also relaxed her body under Ding Ping's caress, allowing Ding Ping's fingers to sink into the plump and wet surrounding her lower body, and continued to invade, completely pressing it into the sticky and tender grooves between her legs. Her was different from the soft and tender. Ding Ping's fingers were quickly soaked with mucus, and instinctively caressed along the gap she was indented.
Ding Ping's index finger and ring finger were vaguely recessed along the vaguely recessed, pressing left and right on the petals on both sides of the groove wall. The fingertips of the middle finger were pressed into the petals that were lubricated so that there was almost no friction, almost soaking in the layered soft structure. Ding Ping could clearly feel that after pressing in and lifting them, the small fleshy petals that were wrapped around the fingertips gently broke free.
Ding Ping's fingers, which were already covered with sticky liquid, tightened in the middle. Zhang Shiyu's soft and slightly blooming petals were immediately squeezed together randomly. Under the rubbing of Ding Ping's fingers, they were rolling up in a mess. The liquid quickly covered her lower body. Ding Ping's fingers were a little mischievous, and she applied the mucus on Zhang Shiyu's plumpness.
Her panties were constantly pulled down by Ding Ping's fingers, and her pants were pulled back to her thighs in the inner side of her thighs, and she was pulled back to her thighs in her pants.
At this time, Zhang Shiyu had completely lost her intention, and just opened her mouth slightly, constantly gasping and moaning.
Ding Ping pulled out his hand, came to Zhang Shiyu's chest, and slowly untied her clothes. After a while, her beautiful, smooth, white and tender upper body was all displayed in front of Ding Ping, like the legendary beautiful goddess, so beautiful that Ding Ping was fascinated by it.
Ding Ping asked Zhang Shiyu to turn around and sit on Ding Ping's lap face to face. Ding Ping held her face and sucked her full again.
With plump petals, Zhang Shiyu's body seemed to have no resistance. She leaned softly under Ding Ping's embrace, tamely allowing Ding Ping to invade her mouth again.
Slowly, Ding Ping followed Zhang Shiyu's jade neck and shoulders without any clothes to her slender and soft chest, kissed her gently, and came to her round and upright and elastic breasts, sucking and biting the red cherries on her, making her slowly grow and stand up in Ding Ping's mouth.
Ding Ping scratched his fingers, pulled open the belt buckle that Zhang Shiyu tied around her waist, pulled out the buckles with a piece of belt that was buckled, and pulled it hard. Don't buckle them, and the top of her pants suddenly loosened, and Ding Ping's palm inserted it in.
She lowered Zhang Shiyu's entire pants and her pants to her ankles, and her palms stayed on the slightly raised hills of her lower abdomen, slowly experiencing her solid feel. The flat grass reflected the rustling feeling of friction.
Ding Ping's fingers continued to stretch down and pressed on her tender and soft stamens, pressing the clearly visible gap, and began to rub up and down, constantly stimulating her tender peach land.
Soon, the originally wet parts began to get hot. Zhang Shiyu's breathing began to become heavy, and her little mouth kept spitting heart-warming screams. She leaned her head against Ding Ping's shoulder, her eyes closed, and her face leaned to one side, full.
The gas with her unique body fragrance was exhaled from her lips, and it slowly sprayed to Ding Ping's neck. Her palm unconsciously stroked Ding Ping's ears. Ding Ping picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.
Ding Ping put Zhang Shiyu on the bed, quickly took off his clothes, lay side by side with her, pressed her ankles with her feet, and pushed them to both sides. At this time, Zhang Shiyu's legs were completely separated.
Ding Ping's palms greedily stroked the base of her thighs, and her plump and heart-beating skin. This is the most stunning part, smooth, soft and fleshy. Ding Ping's fingers penetrated deep into the junction of her legs, and she could clearly feel the arc-shaped bulge and delicate folds at the junction of the root of the legs and the buttocks.
Ding Ping picked up Zhang Shiyu's hand and put it between her legs. She had never touched the man's part once and was unprepared. She screamed softly, instinctively trying to retract her hand, but Ding Ping pressed it tightly on the spot. This was the first time that Zhang Shiyu touched Ding Ping's male root since they met.
Come on, just touch it.
Ding Ping gently hugged Zhang Shiyu's waist and kissed her cheek gently. Her face was hot. Finally, her fingers were still clumsy and caressing Ding Ping, making his male root stand up uncontrollably, and he was pounding under the movement of her fingers.
Zhang Shiyu's hands were a little hot, covering the hard erection, and the exposed male root immediately rubbed against her wet and hot palms.
When Zhang Shiyu's hand explored and held Ding Ping's hot columnar up, Ding Ping could not use words to describe his feelings in that moment. It seemed that his soul was held by her. Her slender fingers and soft palms were wrapped in damp heat and warmth, surrounding the male roots full of desire and used to invade the female body.
In an instant, the pleasure rushed directly to Ding Ping's temple. The keen feeling of the man's head almost made Ding Ping feel the lines of her fingerprints, and he fell into the pleasure that could tolerate the whole body without any resistance. The man's name was gently caressed in Zhang Shiyu's hand...
Ding Ping stepped on Zhang Shiyu's body and opened her thighs. She had been soaked in slippery wet liquid, which was extremely wet and soft. Ding Ping put his male root at Zhang Shiyu's peach garden mouth and gently pushed it inward, slowly sinking deep in it, surrounded by her two petals. You can feel that the bonding part is a shallow but elastic small groove, tight and hot.
Ding Ping did not dare to use too much force, but just pressed his male root against Zhang Shiyu's flower heart, rubbing gently there, and his two full.
The full jade peak was squeezed under Ding Ping's chest, bringing strong pleasure and continuous stimulation, making Zhang Shiyu's slippery petals solid and spread outward, sucking Ding Ping's male root there, which was completely covered with the sticky liquid.
Ding Ping gently but vigorously thrust his male root, feeling a breakthrough of a barrier. As Zhang Shiyu screamed, he entered her flower path. Zhang Shiyu held back the pain at the beginning, frowned, and clasped the sheets with both hands. Ding Ping put the male root there without moving, allowing Zhang Shiyu's pain to pass and reduce.
Ding Ping's male root felt Zhang Shiyu's tightness. Her flower path was tightly wrapped around Ding Ping's fiery and impulsive desires, but Ding Ping still dared not move and stayed in Zhang Shiyu's flower path. After a long time, she saw Ding Ping not moving, knowing that he was afraid of his pain, but she always had to pass this level, so she said: You move, I'm fine.
It will be fine after a while.
Ding Ping said in Zhang Shiyu's ear, and then slowly thrust gently. Zhang Shiyu started to frown. Every time Ding Ping twitched, her eyelids jumped. Three minutes later, her brows stretched out, and the pain in her mouth turned into moans. Ding Ping's male root brought both pain and pleasure to her, and she finally came to a happy journey.
As Zhang Shiyu's happy moans, Ding Ping's thrusting gradually increased, and the frequency gradually increased. Zhang Shiyu also entered the state. The spring water continued to gush out from the delicate flower path, moistening the junction of her and Ding Ping's movement. Many of the fluffy grasses there were already wet, each sticking into a small bunch, touching Ding Ping's smooth lower abdomen, which also brought strong pleasure to Zhang Shiyu.
Uh…uh…uh…uh…
Zhang Shiyu's eyes were closed tightly, and she was calling out in her mouth. Her arms were tightly hugging Ding Ping. Ding Ping's powerful chest squeezed on Zhang Shiyu's round, bulging, firm and tall jade peak, and she licked and kissed her face with her mouth, and kept undulating and thrusting.
Unconsciously Ding Ping increased his strength to his usual strength, uh...
Amid the moans, Zhang Shiyu's body changed, and her lower body began to contract slightly. With the stimulation of Ding Ping's male root thrusting, her waist began to twist involuntarily, her lower body was erect, and her hips left the bed to meet Ding Ping's impact. Ding Ping felt her change, and lowered her waist accelerated the thrust speed. Stormlessly, an unstoppable twitch came from Zhang Shiyu's lower body. The two plump thighs suddenly bent and clamped like reflex, and they hugged Ding Ping's back tightly. Ding Ping's male root was tightly squeezed and could not move.
Zhang Shiyu's face was red, she was breathing heavily, hugging Ding Ping tightly, and calling softly: Stop moving...I can't do it anymore...
Ding Ping did not move at all, pressing tightly against Zhang Shiyu's body, and his lips moved lightly on her body, giving her the stimulation after the violent reassurance. At the same time, he was also a little surprised. The first time Zhang Shiyu was able to enjoy it for so long under Ding Ping's fierce impact. It seems that she is also a rare woman.
Ding Ping and Zhang Shiyu snuggled tightly, Ding Ping's face placed on Zhang Shiyu's shoulders, her hair gently scratched Ding Ping's cheeks, her neck was long and beautiful, and cold and faintly exuded a fragrance of girlish skin.
Ding Ping's nose rubbed gently against her ears. Neither of them spoke. The silence made them feel only the existence of two people. Zhang Shiyu only felt a kind of happiness rising from the bottom of her heart.
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