Chapter 13 This is the first time?

Widow Zhang was pressed tightly under the body by the mountain cannon, and her whole body could not move even if she wanted to. The strong body of the mountain cannon and the strong masculine aura also made Widow Zhang, who had lived alone for more than two years, somewhat confused and intrigued. Her struggle was getting smaller and smaller. In the end, she seemed to enjoy the feeling of being pressed under her body, and she completely gave up her resistance.

Shanpao looked at Widow Zhang, who was flushed. This was a pretty handsome cheek. Widow Zhang closed his eyes slightly, his mouth slightly opened, and his expression was full of desire. Shanpao printed his lips all over Widow Zhang's whole face, and finally stopped on Widow Zhang's slightly opened lips. Widow Zhang said ah, and his whole body moved. Two soft and boneless arms actually hugged Shanpao's neck tightly and began to engage in a tangle between his tongue with Shanpao.

After a while, the mountain cannon began to pull Widow Zhang's shirt. Widow Zhang initially resisted symbolically, but as the mountain cannon persisted, not long after, a pair of snow-white and tender steamed buns appeared in front of the mountain cannon. The snow-white steamed buns seemed to exude a steaming and sweet and delicious atmosphere, and there was an extremely attractive black candied date on it. It was even white, tender, soft and delicate than Shan cannon dreamed countless times in his mind.

The mountain cannon was like a child who had not eaten for several days. He suddenly encountered delicious food. He greedily bit the candied dates on the two huge white steamed buns on Widow Zhang's chest. Widow Zhang kept twisting her fat waist, and her throat made simple syllables from time to time.

Shanpao desperately bite the white and soft steamed buns on Widow Zhang's chest, but his hands slowly moved below Widow Zhang's abdomen, exploring Widow Zhang's triangle area through his clothes. Widow Zhang's waist twisted more violently, and the simple syllables in his throat became frequent, and he seemed to enjoy the feeling of being explored by people in the black forest.

Shanpao took off his shirt and a pair of dark and strong chest appeared in front of Widow Zhang. Widow Zhang stroked Shanpao's chest with her hands, then closed her eyes, as if waiting for that moment to come.

The mountain cannon pressed on Widow Zhang again, and his strong chest was tightly pressed against the snow-white steamed bun that had just been bitten, flattening the round snow-white steamed bun, and constantly changing shapes as the mountain cannon's body moved.

Widow Zhang wrapped her arms around Shan Cannon's back and then pressed him hard towards her, as if she was enjoying the feeling of the steamed bun being squeezed.

Shan Pao lay on Widow Zhang's body, standing tall and tightly pressing against Widow Zhang's triangle area through his clothes, and began to rub the clothes constantly.

Not long after, the mountain cannon suddenly felt an indescribable pleasure attacking its proud standing. A wave of heat gushed out, causing the mountain cannon's entire body to shake unconsciously. Then, the proud standing gushed in an instant, and the big umbrella under his crotch was also put away like a sunny day after rain.

That's all? Shanpao had never experienced such things between men and women. The sudden pleasure and proud and sagging rapidly made him feel a little at a loss, and his eyes were blankly looking at Widow Zhang lying on the bed.

Get out, don't mess with me again if you don't have the ability. Widow Zhang pushed the mountain cannon away from her body with both hands, and then shouted with anger while wearing and tidying her top.

Mrs. Zhang, I...

Mrs. Zhang is so bad, silver-like wax-headed gun, but it's not useful, get out of the way. Widow Zhang looked depressed and roared, pushing the mountain cannon out of the house.