Passion in bed 3
I grabbed my wife's hand and stretched out my mouth and said, "Women wear beautiful clothes for men to show them. Isn't it just to attract men's attention and seduce men to be tender?"
Go to you, who is as dirty as your thoughts? My wife hides from shame and anger
Yes, I'm dirty, but don't hide from Ah! I'm a little depressed if I missed a few times
If you don't hide, you will succeed! Your wife will continue to fight
Yes, I am a pervert. I nodded and admitted that I took it on my shoulder while she was unprepared and forced to kill him. Not only is it a pervert, but also a bandit.
Ah! Let me go. My wife was frightened. She was afraid of falling down and didn't dare to churn. She kept hitting my back
Don't let me go straight to the bedroom
Let me down quickly... My wife shaking and screaming
I simply ignored it, walked to the bed, and smiled and threw her into the bed. OK!
My wife exclaimed, looking at me with anger
Now I don’t have time to pay attention to the resentful and sweet eyes. My eyes were attracted by the snow-white thighs, and I took off my clothes and said deliberately, "Don’t escape, please be my wife, please feel free to be my wife!
Get out, who wants to be your wife in the village, she is a little amused and crying
What? Are those little white faces hanging? I quickly unbuttoned
That's right, what's wrong! The little white face is always better than you, a bandit. She seems to be deliberately against me, and she replied casually
Humph, what's the good thing about a little white face? You can't pick your shoulders or carry your back. You're better than a mountain king. You've become a lady from the village, with delicacies, delicious food and drink, and free and easy. The emperor doesn't care. When he talks, he untied his clothes, looked at his wife while untiing his belt, and slowly approached
What are you doing? Let's go away! She seemed to be really involved in the show. She shrank her body and kept stying her back, and stretched her legs to kick me.
Don't move, the mountain king is here. The belt hit the ground with a clang of my pants. I reached out to catch those little feet and didn't know how obscene it was.
Ah! Go away quickly! I don’t know if she was scared by my smile or was caught by me, but she made even more fierce
Little beauty, don't move. The mountain king promises to make you comfortable and will obey and be my wife afterwards. I ignored it, spread her legs and pressed her body on her back.
The desire had already flown in my body, and the sleeping Snapdragon had already woken up and pushed to the door. She noticed it. She blushed, stopped struggling, looked at me gently, and said flirtingly, "Get out, I really think of myself as the king of the mountain."
Why, it doesn't work like it? I leaned close to her and looked at her in close proximity and asked
She avoided my hot eyes
That's the end, I quickly pecked the corner of her mouth and asked
Well, she looked at me and frowned and remembered it, and she quickly said, "The King of Mountain has a beard, why don't you?"
After thinking for a long time, I almost laughed out loud, but I still held it back and said seriously that I was afraid of scaring the little beauty. I just shaved her and she wanted to refute her, but her open mouth was blocked by me. She wanted to struggle. My hand slid up and peeked at her still white thighs. Chunxiao is worth a fortune in one moment, it's time to do a serious matter!
Go to you! She sneered shyly, but she still cooperated with her legs and was not resisting
The white and tender skin will never prevent the man from resisting me and bowing my head toward the little mouth. She is already ready. Her thin lips are warm, she is slippery, her tongue is tangled, and the honey is turned around in her mouth. It is sweet and delicious, making people feel endless aftertaste.
The hand didn't stop. From a book, I saw that the human body's touch from light to heavy will produce different stimulation. This increase in level will make people feel the whole process and feel more comfortable. So the touch of the fingertips may not be more than heavy kneading, which will bring less pleasure.
My fingertips wandered along the smooth skin on her thighs, touching and sliding gently, without too much contact, but soon, with every touch and dragging of my touch, she would tremble slightly, and her legs would unconsciously tense.
She felt her breathing gradually became stronger and her body temperature was getting higher and higher. Before I could take the initiative, she opened her eyes in a daze and started to untie the belt on her windbreaker. I felt very proud. I thought to myself that the little fairy still couldn't stand it, but pretended to turn a blind eye, and kept touching her tongue lightly, licking the tip of her eyebrows, snow neck, and earlobes
She closed her eyes slightly, trembling as I touched, and her belt was unbuttoned quickly. She pushed me up, straightened her waist and took off the pink cover of the hot infrared jacket. The exposed snow-white hemisphere, slender waist, and the pants were clearly displayed in front of me.
Before I could approach, she couldn't wait to hug me, dragged me to the bed, stretched my neck, thrust my chest, and put on the invitation posture. This trick was too cruel to invite you into the trap. I almost couldn't calm down, so I pulled off the last two pieces of fabric, broke into the Longtan to vent wildly, but finally with the superman's determination, I endured it.
Fingertips along her thighs, slid across her slender waist like a dragonfly, reaching the round and whiteness. Every time she painted lightly on her delicate skin, she would frown and show her satisfaction. She looked at her struggling in desire and sinking. I felt a strange pleasure in my heart, as if she had controlled the whole world and everything about her.
Soon, she was no longer satisfied. She straightened her chest and shook her shoulders, shook the last layer of pink cloth, then rudely kicked off the high heels on her feet, and then started to untie the last two layers of small cloth, as if I turned a blind eye to everything, ignoring the desire to tease her, making her body extremely empty, making me need my comfort, and my comfort.
The snow peak was finally exposed in front of me. I did not greedily swallow, suck, and knead the past, but stuck out my tongue and walked leisurely, touching and tapping, but it didn't go further. The pink one became erect and hard, and the blush around me was also slightly protruding. I could accurately feel that the round one had no change.
The last two layers of small cloth were also kicked off from her legs. She hummed and whimpered. She couldn't tell whether she was moaning or sobbing. But I knew it was a kind of joy and discomfort, and hope was not satisfied. On the way, she reached out her hand extremely, held my head, and took the initiative to pull me closer.
In the end, I just escaped, just don't touch it further, my fingertips gently fiddle with pink, and my tongue drew a circle on the top of the snow peak. The snow-white skin quickly floated on the snow-white skin. The frown slightly turned into a frown. The desire was not enough. I just wanted to see her struggling in desire. This not only made people feel tormented, but also made people have a bad temper.
The tip of the tongue went straight down, wandering on the flat belly, leaving shallow footprints. The breeze blew by, and there was no trace except her response, looking at her face, slowly swimming towards the mysterious and darkness. Once you enter, you will never be able to get rid of it, you will be able to forget, and the fascinating valley.
The first time I touched it was like a center of the circle, shooting into the center, and a cry came from a cry, pleasure and comfort occupied a lot. Although I was a little dissatisfied, there were only a few tactics that kept me triggering and not making any noise. The dissatisfaction became louder and louder, and the twisting range of thin waist became larger and larger. My legs were crossed around my neck, hoping to have close contact with me, but I just kept hiding, wandering around the edge of the valley, wandering around the dense jungle, refusing to go deeper.
The flames are getting stronger and stronger, the body temperature is getting higher and higher, and the snow-white skin is becoming rosy, and she feels like she is drunk, and she endures her hard, and her chest is undulating violently, and she has been breathing for a long time. She is like resentment, with dissatisfaction, and acting coquettishly, um, um, long voice
After playing for so long, she certainly understood my intentions, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. She rudely pulled me up and said, "Don't play anymore?"
What's wrong with the little beauty? It's my turn to be proud of this time
She wanted to be angry and curse, but she couldn't. She could only close her eyes as if she was discouraged, and said with a blushing face. She said to me quickly
Why, I'm not reserved anymore? I'm deliberately teasing
She glared at me angrily, as if you were playing, don't think about it tonight
Haha, the King of Mountains is here, I put on the saddle and I am ready to go. Actually, I can't stand it anymore. This method is also tormented by myself! I have always wanted to develop further, but I have to suppress it. It's just that she is the direct victim, I am the indirect victim, and we all endure the physical and mental torture.
I grabbed my wife's hand and stretched out my mouth and said, "Women wear beautiful clothes for men to show them. Isn't it just to attract men's attention and seduce men to be tender?"
Go to you, who is as dirty as your thoughts? My wife hides from shame and anger
Yes, I'm dirty, but don't hide from Ah! I'm a little depressed if I missed a few times
If you don't hide, you will succeed! Your wife will continue to fight
Yes, I am a pervert. I nodded and admitted that I took it on my shoulder while she was unprepared and forced to kill him. Not only is it a pervert, but also a bandit.
Ah! Let me go. My wife was frightened. She was afraid of falling down and didn't dare to churn. She kept hitting my back
Don't let me go straight to the bedroom
Let me down quickly... My wife shaking and screaming
I simply ignored it, walked to the bed, and smiled and threw her into the bed. OK!
My wife exclaimed, looking at me with anger
Now I don’t have time to pay attention to the resentful and sweet eyes. My eyes were attracted by the snow-white thighs, and I took off my clothes and said deliberately, "Don’t escape, please be my wife, please feel free to be my wife!
Get out, who wants to be your wife in the village, she is a little amused and crying
What? Are those little white faces hanging? I quickly unbuttoned
That's right, what's wrong! The little white face is always better than you, a bandit. She seems to be deliberately against me, and she replied casually
Humph, what's the good thing about a little white face? You can't pick your shoulders or carry your back. You're better than a mountain king. You've become a lady from the village, with delicacies, delicious food and drink, and free and easy. The emperor doesn't care. When he talks, he untied his clothes, looked at his wife while untiing his belt, and slowly approached
What are you doing? Let's go away! She seemed to be really involved in the show. She shrank her body and kept stying her back, and stretched her legs to kick me.
Don't move, the mountain king is here. The belt hit the ground with a clang of my pants. I reached out to catch those little feet and didn't know how obscene it was.
Ah! Go away quickly! I don’t know if she was scared by my smile or was caught by me, but she made even more fierce
Little beauty, don't move. The mountain king promises to make you comfortable and will obey and be my wife afterwards. I ignored it, spread her legs and pressed her body on her back.
The desire had already flown in my body, and the sleeping Snapdragon had already woken up and pushed to the door. She noticed it. She blushed, stopped struggling, looked at me gently, and said flirtingly, "Get out, I really think of myself as the king of the mountain."
Why, it doesn't work like it? I leaned close to her and looked at her in close proximity and asked
She avoided my hot eyes
That's the end, I quickly pecked the corner of her mouth and asked
Well, she looked at me and frowned and remembered it, and she quickly said, "The King of Mountain has a beard, why don't you?"
After thinking for a long time, I almost laughed out loud, but I still held it back and said seriously that I was afraid of scaring the little beauty. I just shaved her and she wanted to refute her, but her open mouth was blocked by me. She wanted to struggle. My hand slid up and peeked at her still white thighs. Chunxiao is worth a fortune in one moment, it's time to do a serious matter!
Go to you! She sneered shyly, but she still cooperated with her legs and was not resisting
The white and tender skin will never prevent the man from resisting me and bowing my head toward the little mouth. She is already ready. Her thin lips are warm, she is slippery, her tongue is tangled, and the honey is turned around in her mouth. It is sweet and delicious, making people feel endless aftertaste.
The hand didn't stop. From a book, I saw that the human body's touch from light to heavy will produce different stimulation. This increase in level will make people feel the whole process and feel more comfortable. So the touch of the fingertips may not be more than heavy kneading, which will bring less pleasure.
My fingertips wandered along the smooth skin on her thighs, touching and sliding gently, without too much contact, but soon, with every touch and dragging of my touch, she would tremble slightly, and her legs would unconsciously tense.
She felt her breathing gradually became stronger and her body temperature was getting higher and higher. Before I could take the initiative, she opened her eyes in a daze and started to untie the belt on her windbreaker. I felt very proud. I thought to myself that the little fairy still couldn't stand it, but pretended to turn a blind eye, and kept touching her tongue lightly, licking the tip of her eyebrows, snow neck, and earlobes
She closed her eyes slightly, trembling as I touched, and her belt was unbuttoned quickly. She pushed me up, straightened her waist and took off the pink cover of the hot infrared jacket. The exposed snow-white hemisphere, slender waist, and the pants were clearly displayed in front of me.
Before I could approach, she couldn't wait to hug me, dragged me to the bed, stretched my neck, thrust my chest, and put on the invitation posture. This trick was too cruel to invite you into the trap. I almost couldn't calm down, so I pulled off the last two pieces of fabric, broke into the Longtan to vent wildly, but finally with the superman's determination, I endured it.
Fingertips along her thighs, slid across her slender waist like a dragonfly, reaching the round and whiteness. Every time she painted lightly on her delicate skin, she would frown and show her satisfaction. She looked at her struggling in desire and sinking. I felt a strange pleasure in my heart, as if she had controlled the whole world and everything about her.
Soon, she was no longer satisfied. She straightened her chest and shook her shoulders, shook the last layer of pink cloth, then rudely kicked off the high heels on her feet, and then started to untie the last two layers of small cloth, as if I turned a blind eye to everything, ignoring the desire to tease her, making her body extremely empty, making me need my comfort, and my comfort.
The snow peak was finally exposed in front of me. I did not greedily swallow, suck, and knead the past, but stuck out my tongue and walked leisurely, touching and tapping, but it didn't go further. The pink one became erect and hard, and the blush around me was also slightly protruding. I could accurately feel that the round one had no change.
The last two layers of small cloth were also kicked off from her legs. She hummed and whimpered. She couldn't tell whether she was moaning or sobbing. But I knew it was a kind of joy and discomfort, and hope was not satisfied. On the way, she reached out her hand extremely, held my head, and took the initiative to pull me closer.
In the end, I just escaped, just don't touch it further, my fingertips gently fiddle with pink, and my tongue drew a circle on the top of the snow peak. The snow-white skin quickly floated on the snow-white skin. The frown slightly turned into a frown. The desire was not enough. I just wanted to see her struggling in desire. This not only made people feel tormented, but also made people have a bad temper.
The tip of the tongue went straight down, wandering on the flat belly, leaving shallow footprints. The breeze blew by, and there was no trace except her response, looking at her face, slowly swimming towards the mysterious and darkness. Once you enter, you will never be able to get rid of it, you will be able to forget, and the fascinating valley.
The first time I touched it was like a center of the circle, shooting into the center, and a cry came from a cry, pleasure and comfort occupied a lot. Although I was a little dissatisfied, there were only a few tactics that kept me triggering and not making any noise. The dissatisfaction became louder and louder, and the twisting range of thin waist became larger and larger. My legs were crossed around my neck, hoping to have close contact with me, but I just kept hiding, wandering around the edge of the valley, wandering around the dense jungle, refusing to go deeper.
The flames are getting stronger and stronger, the body temperature is getting higher and higher, and the snow-white skin is becoming rosy, and she feels like she is drunk, and she endures her hard, and her chest is undulating violently, and she has been breathing for a long time. She is like resentment, with dissatisfaction, and acting coquettishly, um, um, long voice
After playing for so long, she certainly understood my intentions, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. She rudely pulled me up and said, "Don't play anymore?"
What's wrong with the little beauty? It's my turn to be proud of this time
She wanted to be angry and curse, but she couldn't. She could only close her eyes as if she was discouraged, and said with a blushing face. She said to me quickly
Why, I'm not reserved anymore? I'm deliberately teasing
She glared at me angrily, as if you were playing, don't think about it tonight
Haha, the King of Mountains is here, I put on the saddle and I am ready to go. Actually, I can't stand it anymore. This method is also tormented by myself! I have always wanted to develop further, but I have to suppress it. It's just that she is the direct victim, I am the indirect victim, and we all endure the physical and mental torture.
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