Chapter 1581

Now this more intimate relationship is more exciting than using hands. The cleanest part of Nian Ci's mother's body actually held the one-eyed monster that looked ferocious and terrifying. This extraordinary stimulation made her whole body tremble when she took it in, and the movements in her mouth became bigger. On several occasions, even the little tiger teeth even scratched her cock. Tianlong grinned and quickly reminded that it gave Nian Ci's mother a hint of dark pleasure after being punished by pranks. Not only did she not relax, but she became even more exaggerated and quick, making the poor little villain tremble, but she also had a strange feeling of tension and pleasure.

Guru Guru's lewd sound kept echoing in the bedroom, accompanied by the twisted face of the little bad guy gradually feeling so good. I don't know how long it had passed, and in another intense and high-frequency swallowing and spitting, Nianci's mother suddenly held the huge descendant belt with her slender hands and rubbed it under her scrotum. The tip of her tongue suddenly inserted into the huge eye of the top of the glans like an egg, which opened and closed one by one. This strong stimulation made the little bad guy feel so happy that he was so happy. The tail vertebrae was numb, and the long-accummed semen splashed out like a fire hydrant. Nianci's mother slowly mouthed, and there was a trace of white liquid that could not be contained in the corner of her mouth flowing down. Nianci's mother slowly closed her eyes and swallowed the turbid liquid in small mouths in small mouths, as if she was eating something delicious.

Nianci's mother sat up, pulled a tissue with satisfaction, wiped her mouth gracefully, looked down at the little bad guy who was still lying on the bed and savoring the afterglow of the climax. Her eyes were as beautiful as silk.

Since then, the two of them have added a new activity in their treatment and recuperation. Nianci's mother is obsessed with this ventral sport. She likes to beat him with her hands and then put it in her mouth. She performs a second wave of Western Paradise semen extraction exercise from gentle to intense. Every time she sends the little villain to the Western Paradise, and then seeks true semen.

Oral skills are also an art. The more you practice, the more skilled you are, the more skilled you are. Nianci's mother gradually went from unfamiliar to proficient. She had never mastered the oral skills for so many years before, but now she has made great progress in the past few days. It can be seen that no matter what you learn, you must first be attentive, be interested, and love it from the bottom of your heart. Nianci's mother's skills are the best proof. She had a disgusting oral sex with her husband Liang Rukang. When her partner was replaced by Long'er, she immediately changed her personal experience. She enjoyed her work and completely treated her work as entertainment. Naturally, the more she learned, the better she was.

Nianci's mother gradually let go. Not only did the little bad guy kiss and touch him, but he no longer stopped him when he was serving his or her verbal justice, he did not object to his even more explicit behavior. He turned a blind eye to his eyes. Several times Tianlong reached into Nianci's mother's clothes and rubbed his huge breasts and abdomen, and even slid down into his skirt to touch the huge round butt and the big crisp bag under his underwear. He didn't say anything (in fact, he couldn't say anything in his mouth). He just shook his head slightly, and couldn't tell whether he was not allowed or was so excited that he shook his head.

The most overwhelming time was when Nianci's mother took a shower, she was sucking and spitting with water mist for Tianlong. As a result, it might be because of the hot bath that was very hot. She felt that it was very fast. The two staggered and fell on the bed together. As a result, they fell together in a six-nine position and intersected heads and tails. They took out a big eggplant hungrily, and couldn't wait to stuff it into their mouths and sucked in. They enjoyed the pleasure of this taboo. As a result, they were completely selfless and didn't remember that their lower body was also exposed to the little bad guy. As a result, Long'er, who was so lustful, took off his skirt and buried his whole young handsome face. He licked it like a dog under his mother's plump groan, struggled weakly for a few times, and finally let him go.

This stimulation of the lewdness of the past made the two of them extremely excited, their whole bodies trembled, they lay on the bed, their thighs clamped against each other's heads buried under their crotch, and they became more and more intense as if they were angry. It seemed that if you made it hard, I would be more ruthless than you. If you swallow it deeper, I would be more inside than you. This kind of gamble brought about a vicious cycle. The two of them became more and more intense, and they were panting and trembling. Especially Nian Ci's mother, her nice and gentle voice was more like singing a variation at this time.

An indescribable feeling arose between the two of them. The whole bedroom was filled with this strong lewd aura, but there was a faint warm atmosphere in it, but it seemed so harmonious and tolerant. Is this taste called love?

The night gradually became deeper and the fog was rising. The days on the eve of the storm were not as regular and full of programmatic scenes as originally arranged in the script. The stage was performed by people, and people were unpredictable, so the drama was also unpredictable, and the future script was destined not to be the current script...

The courtyard outside the window is lush and green. The lush primitive forest is full of crystal fog on the branches. The bushes are full of pine needles. The flowers on the hillside are colorful. The whole courtyard is full of vitality. In midsummer, the sky is high and the trees are small, the mountains are cool, and the birds are singing, which looks slightly Zen. The forest is quiet and the birds are singing far away. The trees are tall and the mountains are quieter, light and lonely, ignorant, and very suitable for calmness and cultivation.

But there is a different view inside the window: but this big bed is between the turn of spring and summer, and all living things compete for freedom. Nianci's mother should have been like a flower passing by the clouds, but how could the banished immortal come down to the mortal world, and the fairy moved the heart of the mortal, and the mother thought of the spring was a different feeling.

There is no need to be really burdened to wear in this warm room. Nianci's mother, who is sitting on the bed, is naturally cool and breathable. However, the floral skirt and translucent black silk stockings look familiar. At this time, Nianci's mother was raising her face and gasping. Her slender hands tightly pulled a young and handsome head under her crotch, pressing hard on her lower abdomen. At the same time, her soft and warm big buttocks were raised and raised, trying her best to make the head arch deeper. The expression on her face seemed to be fast, beautiful and unbearable, and she tossed and changed over and over again, but the breath in her mouth gradually turned into a moan, and the sound became louder and louder.

The big boy under Nianci's crotch was like a wild boar and cabbage, and his head was torn up and down, and he was tearing back and forth. Every large movement would cause Nianci's moans and moans, and trembling all over his body. His two long and straight legs were closed with force, hoping to break the big boy's neck.

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Tianlong swallowed a stream of hot vaginal fluid that had just flowed out and said vaguely: No, I didn’t see clearly, just see clearly that you were dressed up at that time, and my dad forced him to hold his cock in his mouth. I was so angry that I looked at it...

Shameless... Oh... You saw your dad bullying me so much, so now you want me to dress like this and bully me?

No, am I not serving you? Where did I bully...

You still said? You men are like this. You must have thought outside the window how good it is. Both your father and son are not good things. If you have a father, you must have a son. You are better than blue than blue. Oh oh... Be gentle... Ah... To be honest, the little bad guy really had this idea at that time, but how can you say it? Hurry up and tighten his movements, making Nianci's mother unconscious and thoughtful, making the cabbage field messy, the big crispy and pearls with dew, and the lush grass sticks into clusters. The two thick labia were sucked up by the skillful little bad guy, revealing the delicate flesh wall inside, and the thin water lines were sprayed out, making Tianlong's face sticky and wet.

The two big hands held up the two petals wrapped under the black silk, which was extremely warm and smooth, and kneaded vigorously and changed into various shapes. The mouth worked harder, and the smelly tongue rolled up and penetrated into the soft inner wall of the house, stirring up the rivers and seas inside, making the water splash. On it, Nianci's mother trembled all over. After a burst of panting and moaning loudly, Nianci's mother, who was leaning back with her beautiful upper body like a white swan, spasmed her thighs and clamped her to the point of ecstasy. The reservoir was opened, and the little bad guy drank all over her mouth.

Nian Ci's mother seemed to give up on herself these days, and she was half-suppressed and degenerated, and did not reject many things that should have been like this. She wanted to do so in her heart, and looked relieved, which was completely different from her performance some time ago. Perhaps, she had always been hinting in her heart, or in other words, she had been living wearing a mask. Although she subconsciously knew that the mask would be broken sooner or later, when the night banquet was with her sister Su Lianqing, she was broken through the taboo by Long'er and the mask was torn off in a way she had never thought of before, she suddenly realized that she had no mask to breathe more easily...

For Long'er, Nianci's mother has always been holding a complex and subtle relationship. Although the two have a nominal mother-son relationship, a gap in generations, and a gap between Liang Rukang, she found many things that are completely different from this society in this young and handsome son. In this pretentious, mechanical, gentle and polite, and strict hierarchy, and close their hearts between people, there is suddenly a wild, strong, full of reproductive symbols, fashionable, skillful, and skillful, like an alien. Not only can the pervasive maternal love in Nianci's mother's heart, but also inspire the ulterior motives and sense of accomplishment in the heart of the kind-hearted Nianci's mother who is in a kind-hearted manner, and inspire the ulterior motives and the sense of conquest and accomplishment deep in her heart. Although it is difficult to say this, Nianci's mother has not had any selfish desires at all. On the contrary, she has been suppressed for too long.

Suddenly one day, this boy who originally lived in his life grew up and appeared in front of him after returning from his studies, and had a taboo relationship with him step by step. Nianci's mother felt that this was what Buddhism called fate, and what surprised her even more was that his amazing sexual ability was exactly the only man in this world who could match him. If this was not fate, what was it? Although traditional family ethics allowed Nianci's mother to develop the nature of a good wife and a good mother, her love for free life in her bones is human nature and cannot be erased.