Not satisfied with scratching the itch between clothes, I turned up my wife's skirt and reached into it. As if there was a treasure inside, I carefully groped my emotions and couldn't control my strength. I pinched and twisted her waist and felt pain. She twisted her waist and avoided it like a smooth water snake. But no matter how she escaped, she couldn't escape. When she sucked, she bit my lips lightly and pinched my shoulders and arms.
The flames of love and desire are burning at the same time, not only igniting our bodies, but also baking our souls.
We gasped violently, tried every means to stimulate each other. I squeezed my wife's smooth thighs until she felt pain and started to pull away. I held her thighs with both hands, lifted her up and pushed her onto the door, and asked for a kiss crazily
My wife hugged my neck tightly and cooperated with me enthusiastically. Our fragrant tongues were wrapped around and exchanged nectar. My kiss fell like raindrops. From her forehead, cheeks, corners of her mouth, to her jade neck, she leaned her head back, enjoying everything with emotion.
I put her down, pressed her on the door, sucked her earlobe, and my hand slowly slid down, touched the inside of her thigh, rubbing on the edge of her underwear, and the force became heavier and heavier. Her white lace underwear was picked up by me from time to time, bounced back to Taoyuan, and occasionally stuck her fingers into it to rub Taoyuan with her fingers.
She twisted her waist to my rhythm, gasped, bit her lip lightly, not letting herself hum, frowned slightly, as if she was feeling very uncomfortable to bear it.
I deliberately teased her like I did evil, and kept increasing the strength on my hands for a while, and when I didn't have much time, a panting sound came, and my hands felt a warm and wet look through my underwear.
My wife asked for it with great affection, twisting her hips hard, trying to use this to rub more friction with my fingers and get more pleasure. She was burned by desire, and I couldn't bear it soon, so she started to peel her skirt while moving.
I made some thoughts when I bought this skirt because it was easy to take off. In some cases, I didn't even need to take it off. I lifted up and pulled down my underwear and did it. I pulled the zipper on the back of the skirt and pulled it straight down to the hem of the skirt.
The scenery inside was revealed again. The two little demons were pulled by their skirts falling to the ground, jumping up and down happily. If it weren't for the cover, they would probably be more lively.
My wife was immersed in desire and didn't notice it at all. Maybe she found it, but she didn't stop it.
Even if you read the body of a beautiful woman countless times, you will still not get tired of it. It seems that they have a secret that men can never finish studying. The delicate body of a wife has this magic. I read it over and over again, and I will always find new discoveries.
I have already learned the secret of my wife's body. She is very afraid of itch. While licking her earlobe, she exhales heat to stimulate her sensitive neck and ears. She will softly avoid me while launching an attack on her sensitive parts. She continues to stimulate her body with one hand, and opens her bra with the other hand to climb to the top.
I don't know if it's too devoted or not to have a bed for a long time, and my wife was also very eager. She actually started to take off my clothes and untie my belt. She used to be passive and shy. Maybe no one believed it. We have been married for a few years and have never taken a bath together. When having sex at night, she would still ask to turn off the lights and try to suppress herself and not scream.
Her sudden change made my lower body swollen in an instant. She felt the change in my body. Her hand accidentally touched my underwear. She blushed and looked at me, and instantly shrank her hand back.
She didn't know that these actions were more lethal to men. I exploded instantly, and almost broke my underwear. If she hadn't been wearing small pants, I would have been unable to help but poke it in with her underwear.
The flames of love and desire are burning at the same time, not only igniting our bodies, but also baking our souls.
We gasped violently, tried every means to stimulate each other. I squeezed my wife's smooth thighs until she felt pain and started to pull away. I held her thighs with both hands, lifted her up and pushed her onto the door, and asked for a kiss crazily
My wife hugged my neck tightly and cooperated with me enthusiastically. Our fragrant tongues were wrapped around and exchanged nectar. My kiss fell like raindrops. From her forehead, cheeks, corners of her mouth, to her jade neck, she leaned her head back, enjoying everything with emotion.
I put her down, pressed her on the door, sucked her earlobe, and my hand slowly slid down, touched the inside of her thigh, rubbing on the edge of her underwear, and the force became heavier and heavier. Her white lace underwear was picked up by me from time to time, bounced back to Taoyuan, and occasionally stuck her fingers into it to rub Taoyuan with her fingers.
She twisted her waist to my rhythm, gasped, bit her lip lightly, not letting herself hum, frowned slightly, as if she was feeling very uncomfortable to bear it.
I deliberately teased her like I did evil, and kept increasing the strength on my hands for a while, and when I didn't have much time, a panting sound came, and my hands felt a warm and wet look through my underwear.
My wife asked for it with great affection, twisting her hips hard, trying to use this to rub more friction with my fingers and get more pleasure. She was burned by desire, and I couldn't bear it soon, so she started to peel her skirt while moving.
I made some thoughts when I bought this skirt because it was easy to take off. In some cases, I didn't even need to take it off. I lifted up and pulled down my underwear and did it. I pulled the zipper on the back of the skirt and pulled it straight down to the hem of the skirt.
The scenery inside was revealed again. The two little demons were pulled by their skirts falling to the ground, jumping up and down happily. If it weren't for the cover, they would probably be more lively.
My wife was immersed in desire and didn't notice it at all. Maybe she found it, but she didn't stop it.
Even if you read the body of a beautiful woman countless times, you will still not get tired of it. It seems that they have a secret that men can never finish studying. The delicate body of a wife has this magic. I read it over and over again, and I will always find new discoveries.
I have already learned the secret of my wife's body. She is very afraid of itch. While licking her earlobe, she exhales heat to stimulate her sensitive neck and ears. She will softly avoid me while launching an attack on her sensitive parts. She continues to stimulate her body with one hand, and opens her bra with the other hand to climb to the top.
I don't know if it's too devoted or not to have a bed for a long time, and my wife was also very eager. She actually started to take off my clothes and untie my belt. She used to be passive and shy. Maybe no one believed it. We have been married for a few years and have never taken a bath together. When having sex at night, she would still ask to turn off the lights and try to suppress herself and not scream.
Her sudden change made my lower body swollen in an instant. She felt the change in my body. Her hand accidentally touched my underwear. She blushed and looked at me, and instantly shrank her hand back.
She didn't know that these actions were more lethal to men. I exploded instantly, and almost broke my underwear. If she hadn't been wearing small pants, I would have been unable to help but poke it in with her underwear.
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