Chapter 130 Small mouth [H]

Xu Yicong is out, I'll bite you

Xu Huansi was silent for a long time, and the puzzled expression of how the child learned bad things again appeared on his face. How could you?

Although he has taken her to watch romantic action movies many times, he has never asked her to try this

But Xu Yicong felt that there was nothing wrong with this. He had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running. He just held it, licked it, put it in his mouth, and spit it out. What's the difficulty?

Xu Huansi put her down and planned to check how inappropriate she is.

Xu Yicong pushed away his bathrobe and held the hot purple-red thing. He didn't think it was anything. He only realized how big it was when he half-kneeled down. He couldn't hold it with one hand at all, as exaggerated as written in Xiaohuang's book.

She put her heart on the root with both hands, leaned over and stretched out her tongue, licked the round and smooth head.

The high-spirited genitals jumped suddenly, and Xu Huansi breathed heavily

Xu Yicong opened his mouth and held the mushroom head

It tastes not bad, a little salty and a little fishy, ​​and it is more of a habitual atmosphere from childhood to adulthood, rust and tobacco, mixed together, empty and vast and arrogant.

Xu Yicong carefully held the thick organ and swallowed for a long time, thinking that he had swallowed it, but in fact, he didn't. He touched the back with his hands, and there was only a little bit of it into his mouth.

She finally started to faint, and she didn't understand how the girls in the action movie swallowed them. She pulled the root out with difficulty and spit out

Xu Huansi's waist and eyes were numb by her tight little mouth, and he almost cursed, Xu Yicong, you

Xu Yicong knelt on the ground and asked him humbly: Why am I?

Xu Huansi was embarrassed to lose his temper at this stupid look... If he didn't know much, just let it go, get up

She stood up and rubbed her knees, turned around to hold the railing, actively raised her butt, and spread her hips open with a service spirit, while asking him: Why have you never let me bite you? Don’t men like this very much?

Xu Huansi held himself and slid and patted the wet slit. When the sensitive slit shrank, he opened his mouth and asked him to enter the rampant, he slipped in smoothly.

It was too tight and wet inside. He gasped and pulled her braid and fiddled with her in a bulge-back position,...I just thought you were small

Xu Yicong was moaning with his eyes closed and moaning like a little goblin. He pressed his thumb against her swollen little mouth countless times, and his tyrannical desire in his lower body was about to suck it out of his body, but whenever his thumb was unconsciously held by her wet little mouth, he felt so small again, and he was about to cry again when it hurts. Forget it

Xu Yicong didn't care about it. Although there was no one downstairs, the window was open, so she still didn't dare to scream. She covered her mouth with one hand and barely held the window with the other hand, but she was still hit by waves of thrusting behind her back. The shoulder strap of her skirt fell off halfway, and the hem of the skirt was hanging behind her waist. She slid with the rhythm of her buttocks being knocked open, blowing back and forth on the surface of her skin smoothly.

Xu Huansi went deeper and deeper, almost pounding to the deepest point, but she stepped on Xu Huansi's feet and couldn't avoid it. She felt waves of itch spread out from the intersection of the flesh, accumulated in every nerve, waiting for a Mars to ignite the fuse.

Her sore lower body was knocked away again, and she suddenly struggled for a moment, I can't do it, don't be here...I want to...well again!

As soon as the climax struck, Xu Huansi pulled her back suddenly and blocked her mouth

All Xu Yicong's moans were swallowed into his stomach by him, and his hand on her chest pressed the breasts in her skirt hotly. His extremely sensitive body during the climax shook hard again, and a stream of clear stream winded down from the inside of Xu Yicong's thighs, accompanied by sticky flower liquid, wet her calves

Xu Yicong was really exhausted by Xu Huansi tonight, so Xu Huansi would clean her and carry her to the bed.

Xu Yicong was angry when he remembered the miserable torn skirt in the bathtub. He patted his hand open, so he couldn't take off the skirt... Do you know how much the skirt cost?

Xu Huansi changed his pajamas and slowly buttoned it up. I know, I will know how much you have finished swiping the card.

Xu Yicong forgot this and looked embarrassed, ...I won't pay you back

Xu Huansi put on his pants and bent down to kiss her. He was going to buy a skirt for his card tomorrow?

Xu Huansi kept his word. After a few days, he really took Xu Yicong to buy a skirt.

The old British man who was about to retire helped Xu Huansi countless times back then. Now he probably wanted to make Xu Huansi redeem his favor in one breath. He brought out countless big and small things and asked Xu Huansi to help. Xu Huansi seemed tired of his driver's career and was happy to do something. Finally, he asked Secretary Li to open his big suitcase and iron his shirt for him, and turned back into an international socialite.

Xu Yicong usually goes out early and comes back late, so he doesn't think there is any difference. On the weekend, she went back to the apartment like a nanny to pick up the Great Sage, and cooked breakfast for Chen Ang, who was selling cannons all night, and cleaned the house. In the end, she couldn't hold it anymore, so she had to sigh and turn on the computer to write the paper. She turned around and saw the butterfly Master Xu shaving in front of the mirror. She finally realized something was wrong. When she passed by, she stepped on his shoes. She didn't eat supper at home, what would she want to do?