Such a beautiful scenery, the moonlight beauty, if you don’t dance a song lightly, I’m really sorry for the night tonight and the beauty in front of you!
Pressing the prepared dance music gently, Ye Chen politely made a dance move to Song Qingyu, whose eyes were blurred and his face was a little red. Song Qingyu hesitated for a moment, and elegantly stretched out her jade hand for Ye Chen to hold it. The two of them came to the terrace with their hands intimately and danced gracefully. While they hugged each other, Ye Chen reached behind her and hugged the slender willow waist. When the dance started, Song Qingyu, the director of the Finance Bureau, swung his willow waist, and his plump body danced gracefully and seductively, with bright watery big eyes and long eyelashes. The spring spirit of a man flashed in his eyes. The skin in his arms was delicate and smooth, which attracted people's thoughts. Every frown and smile seemed charming.
Song Qingyu felt Ye Chen's big hands hugging her willow waist tighter and tighter. Her broad and strong chest occasionally seemed to rub against her plump and towering breasts intentionally or unintentionally. Under the red coat, empty pattern suspender dress, there was a numb feeling through a layer of buds covered with thin breasts. Smelling the strong masculine aura of Ye Chen's body and mind, Song Qingyu couldn't help but feel intoxicated and longed.
Song Qingyu was shy and her pink face turned bright and red, as if it was ripe red apples. She put her delicate face aside with embarrassment. Ye Chen looked at her infinitely delicate face, smiled slightly, and said in her delicate and small ear: Aunt Song, how long has it been since you danced?
Song Qingyu's pretty white and clear face turned redder, and her heart was beating non-stop. Her pink face, shy cherry lips exhaled like orchids, and she said in a soft voice: I don't remember.
Song Qingyu's nervous steps could not keep up with the beat.
The dance music was very soothing, and the already hazy light was dimmering. Ye Chen's erotic hand slowly kneaded Song Qingyu's plump and round buttocks down. Although he was wearing a red jacket, empty patterned suspender dress, he could still clearly feel Song Qingyu's plump and round body, especially the perky and round buttocks, which were full and elastic.
He slowly put Song Qingyu's flat and soft belly close to the tent he began to set up, and his lips rubbed lightly on Song Qingyu's white and soft ear lobes.
Song Qingyu felt Ye Chen's lustful hands unscrupulously kneading her plump and round buttocks, making her resentful heart tremble slightly. The flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings made her legs numb and itchy involuntarily. Her soft belly could clearly feel the male thing he was gradually erecting and urging.
Aunt Song, we still haven’t done a lot of things at your house last time.Ye Chen changed his hands, hugged her willow waist with his left hand, and put his right hand into Song Qingyu's half-exposed chest collar, slid down along the smooth and tender skin, holding her snow-white and tender breasts. Ye Chen felt that Song Qingyu's breasts were round and sharp, full of elasticity, and it was very comfortable to touch. When he held it in his hand, the wonderful touch made him more sexual desire. His hands touched and rubbed Song Qingyu's beautiful breasts, and his already excited and hard cock frequently touched her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings between her legs through her pants and her skirt.
Song Qingyu's face turned red and her heart was irritated. She couldn't help but struggled sharply, and she panted and hummed: Oh... Ye Chen... Don't be here... Don't do it randomly... Let go Ah...
Ye Chen touched his beautiful breasts for a while, then walked down, and penetrated into the red coat, empty pattern suspender dress, caressing the concave valley wrapped in her T-lace panties.
Don't worry, it's so dark, it's very safe here and no one can see it.Ye Chen comforted.
Oh...no...no...no...you take out your hands...Oh...don't do this...I don't...Ah...No...oh...Song Qingyu was panting and moaning in a low voice, her feet were already messy and disorderly. She was rubbed and kneaded by Ye Chen's erotic hands at the base of her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings, making her whole body sore and soft, forcibly suppressing herself from making emotional moans.
At this time, the sticky love juice was already wet from her valley. Ye Chen's fingers separated her plump petals with the slippery love juice and inserted them into her flower room. Song Qingyu was sobbed by his fingers that he was so uncomfortable all over.
Don't Ah... Don't torture... others... well... Ah... She tightened her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings and beautiful jade legs to stop his teasing, but she didn't stand firm for a while. Her whole body was soft and delicate, and her bones were soft and soft in his arms. She hugged his shoulder helplessly, trying to suppress her breathing and moaning. The snow-white round legs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings couldn't help but separate with Ye Chen's other finger, making his color-colored fingers move deeper and unrestrainedly. The stream was gurgling, and her thin T-lace panties were constantly wetting.
After a while, Song Qingyu was panting, her eyes were so soft that it could drip out of water. She trembled, humming in confusion in Ye Chen's ears, and couldn't help but stretch out her soft tongue to lick Ye Chen's earlobe. The sound of the waves moaned in his ears: Well... harming people... little enemies... Ah... your hand... really wants... people... death... um... um... um...
Seeing her lewd expression of emotion and a satisfied expression on her face, Ye Chen pulled out the fingers lurking in her body, put the wet fingers in her mouth and sucked them with a wicked smile: Aunt Song, so much water, sweet and fragrant, do you want to try it?
Song Qingyu blushed, leaned her head slightly to Ye Chen's ear, gently opened her red lips and intoxicated, and said shyly and resentfully: Ah... You are so bad...Ah...
Ye Chen took her slightly sweaty little hand and walked towards the safe exit, and whispered to her: Aunt Song, let's go, this is not a good place to do good deeds!
Song Qingyu nodded her head shyly, and said softly from her nose, then leaned softly and half-held in his arms and walked out of the restaurant.
Song Qingyu found that she was powerless to think at this moment. Her biggest purpose in her trip to the mainland was to meet Ye Chen.
Not only have you seen it now, but there will be something more exciting to happen.
The alternative pleasure, increasingly intense pleasure, invaded her empty mature woman's body and her resentful and grieving heart. The only thing she had in her mind now was that she urgently needed to vent the strong fire of desire that was aroused in her heart.
There was a five-star hotel not far from the restaurant. Ye Chen supported Song Qingyu, who was drunk and infatuated, and walked over. The waiter who opened the door saw Ye Chen, a big boy, holding a mature and sexy woman, running to the hotel at night, and couldn't help but look surprised.
Ye Chen hugged Song Qingyu, who blushed and did not dare to see anyone, walked in. In contrast, the staff at the lobby counter were more qualities. They knew why Ye Chen came, but they still greeted each other with a smile, with no strange face and thoughtful service. Ye Chen wanted to make the first time between himself and Song Qingyu in the most luxurious presidential suite, but was told that the booking had been completed and there was no choice but to ask for a second.
The hotel room design is magnificent and solemn, making people feel a sense of noble comfort as soon as they enter, with bohemian style, noble Spanish crystal lamps, expensive Russian handmade carpets, and the sheets are high-end silk products, soft and comfortable, making people love them. The room is equipped with LCD TVs, dressing tables and wardrobes, all of which are pure mahogany products. The materials used in the bathroom and bathroom are all top brands. The whole room is a concentrated place for famous brands, which shows luxury and luxury.
Song Qingyu stood in the room and didn't dare to show off. He clenched his hands into fists unconsciously, and he didn't know how to face Ye Chen nervously and fearfully. Ye Chen saw her blushing and her heartbeat, and her temptation, and his heart was very shy. He pulled Song Qingyu's jade hand and pressed her to the edge of the bed, and sat by her side. Aunt Song, let me serve you well.
After saying that, Ye Chen quickly sealed Song Qingyu's wet red lips with his mouth. Song Qingyu's delicate face, with his starry eyes, frowned slightly with his beautiful eyebrows, showed a sad look. Ye Chen leaned on his mouth and kissed her cherry lips wildly. Song Qingyu's um, his fragrant lips were closed tightly, his snow-white teeth bit, and his instinctive defense and resistance. Ye Chen smiled in his heart, but he still did not relax on his mouth. His flexible tongue pushed open her clean teeth and slid into her little mouth, stirring them unrestrainedly in her mouth, chasing her fragrant tongue.
Under Ye Chen's attack, Song Qingyu's face was red, showing a soft springy look. Her previous sad eyes also became soft and blurred. She felt a ball of fire rising from her lower abdomen, burning her body.
The longer the time, the more powerful the fire. The reserved dam in Song Qingyu's heart became fragile under the impact of the waves of lust that were higher and higher than the waves, and the feeling of the soul became more and more blurred. Occasionally, her fragrant tongue also had intimate contact with Ye Chen's tongue.
Seeing all this, Ye Chen was overjoyed and worked harder to tease. Song Qingyu, the offensive worked. Song Qingyu no longer suppressed the desire in his heart. He actively cooperated with him. His jade hand took the initiative to wrap around Ye Chen's thick neck and tongue like two dragons tangled each other. She also counterattacked Ye Chen's mouth from time to time, which made him feel very stimulating.
Ye Chen let go of her lips and looked at Song Qingyu's soft and pretty face deeply. She saw her cheeks dyed with danxia and her eyes were about to flow. Her shy and obsessive expression was charming; but her shy appearance, who was soft and allowed to do whatever she wanted, made people feel moved. The charm of the rosy and beautiful cheeks was extremely tempting.
Ye Chen didn't want to eat Song Qingyu, who was trembling in his arms and his hair was slanted in one bite. He reached out and pulled out her hair, letting her cloud-like hair flow beautifully on her white jade neck. Her elegant and intellectual outfit was even more charming and sexy at this moment. Ye Chen fiddled with Song Qingyu's hair with both hands, and his lips and teeth were gently gnawing on her delicate earlobe with diamond pendant, and asked softly: Aunt Song, are you comfortable?
Hearing Ye Chen's strongly provocative question, Song Qingyu, who was already a little panicked, thought of what was about to happen, shyness and uneasiness surged into her heart. However, at this time, the beautiful beauty who was limping in Ye Chen's arms had already lost her will to resist and was powerless to disobey. She could only whisper in a humble and murmur: I...I don't know...
The two firm Jade Girl Peaks on her chest trembled with Song Qingyu's breathing. Ye Chen swallowed his saliva and really wanted to study it carefully with his hands. The wave of lust in Song Qingyu's body did not tend to fall as his actions stopped, but became even more vigorous. The lust stimulated her delicate body to be numb and soft. Song Qingyu suddenly leaned against Ye Chen's chest with a confused expression, and occasionally let out a wave of sensational moans from her mouth.
Ye Chen gently climbed open her long hair, revealing Song Qingyu's crystal-like ears and the slender pink neck as beautiful as a swan. The two jade peaks on her chest rubbed against his chest, making Ye Chen's desire stronger.
With an evil smile, Ye Chen lowered his head and gently kissed the beautiful pink neck of the jade man in front of him and his small crystal-like ears, and sipped her round and tender ear beads freely. Song Qingyu completely melted into Ye Chen's love, and his mouth couldn't help but let out a shaking and ecstasy moan, just like the horn of the charge on the battlefield urging Ye Chen to speed up the action, and her beautiful body also squeezed and rubbed against him.
Ye Chen then stroked her fragrant lips. Song Qingyu couldn't help it anymore. Her jade arms wrapped around his head tightly, and reacted frantically. Both of them merged into the lingering that was completely forgotten, fascinated, and extremely enthusiastic.
Song Qingyu was so hot that she was kissed by him, and her breathing was a little rapid. The pair of seductive jade breasts on her chest were even more ups and downs. Her cheeks were flushed. The fragrant jade dew in her cherry jade mouth was sucked hungrily by Ye Chen. Such a suffocating kiss was the first time Song Qingyu encountered in her life. She soon breathed, panted and cried, struggled weakly, and her little mouth couldn't help but make me moans that made people's sexual desire boil.
Um...um...um...um...um...um...
Song Qingyu's beautiful and beautiful cheeks were as bright as fire. She felt a burst of soreness that had been experienced before but was wonderful. She collapsed weakly, and her beautiful nose made a short and shy moan.
Ye Chen ignored Song Qingyu's beautiful and cute little Yao's constant hot and shyness in her nose. She smelled the unique body fragrance of mature women in her nose, and couldn't help but feel the desire ignite. He wandered on Song Qingyu's jade body with his hands, gently stroked her jade cheeks and cheeks, and felt that the skin of the tentacles was tender and smooth. His hands gradually moved down. By Song Qingyu's straight and fair jade neck and round and delicate shoulders, he held Song Qingyu's plump, soft and soft breasts through a thin dress. Song Qingyu's jade peak was full of elasticity, and the snow peak that was not full of palm made his heart even more lustful. The firm male desire was already proudly standing up, pressing straight between her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings white and tender thighs.
Song Qingyu struggled gently, Ye Chen's hand reached Song Qingyu's back, lifted the zipper head on the upper edge of the dress, and pulled it down slowly but resolutely. The zipper was pulled from Song Qingyu's back to his waist, and the dress was open to both sides of his body. The beautiful picture in front of him almost stopped breathing.
A wonderful body was revealed, and the concave and concave body was stretched. The small and exquisite transparent breast patch was supported by Song Qingyu's pair of snow lotus blooming on the snow peaks. The snow-white arms and slender flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings and beautiful jade legs were placed so casually, but there was no more suitable way to put it on. Ye Chen felt that no one could desecrate such a perfect body. He looked at her beautiful face without turning his eyes, but he saw his eyebrows raised his eyes, his cheeks were condensed, his nose was greasy, his cherry lips were slightly opened, his teeth were exposed, and his thin black hair was covered behind his shoulders. His watery eyes were shy and shining with a shy and seemingly joyful brilliance, and his pure and elegant temperament.
Seeing the beautiful scenery in front of him, Ye Chen's breathing became heavy, his whole body was extremely hot. The already firm male desire became even more powerful at this time, showing its powerful power. The beauty on her chest seemed to be awakened by Ye Chen's heavy breathing. She raised her moving head and gave him a resentful look with her pretty eyes full of enthusiasm, making Ye Chen feel that she was committing a crime if she didn't act. The desire in her heart was ignited. The wide open tiger's eyes were not gentle, but a scorching look full of lust covered the beauty in front of her, as if she wanted to swallow her.
Song Qingyu, under Ye Chen's passionate gaze, had already been a little sober, and the sound of the twitching sound seemed to be even heard by the hateful bad guy in front of him. And wherever he was looking, the tender skin there seemed to absorb the energy released by the gaze, becoming hotter, and his whole body became softer, and he wanted to throw himself into his arms.
Ye Chen suppressed the enthusiasm in his heart and decided to fully implement the role he wanted to play Midnight Cowherd. He knelt on the expensive Russian handmade carpet, slowly helped Song Qingyu take off the bright red three-inch thin-heeled high heels under his feet, and kept licking the flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings beautiful legs with his mouth. When he reached his toes, he gently held his toes through the stockings. Ye Chen picked up his feet and put his toes one by one in his mouth, licked and sucked, as cautious as pleasing his lover.
Don't... giggle... Ah... It's so itchy... Ye Chen was surprised when he heard Song Qingyu, and immediately moaned with laughter and tears. His soft tongue tried to gently wander on her back. Her feet were as gentle as jade, smooth and neat, with plump and smooth heels, with beautiful curves, while his toes were slender and beautiful. Every toenail was fluorescent and shiny, and the whole foot was beautiful and impeccable.
Song Qingyu felt that there was a burning ironing wherever Ye Chen's tongue went, and the numb and tender taste spread throughout his body, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. Tian Ah, Ye Chen really knelt at his feet and licked his fleshy jade feet lewdly. Woooo, this feeling was really shameful and exciting.
Ye Chen held up one of her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings with his hands, slowly pressed her face against those feet, opened her mouth and held a round toe, sucked and licked it with a hot tongue. Her little feet were so weak under the tip of her tongue. While licking her tender soles with her tongue, he reached out to touch her spread T-lace panties. She trembled and twisted her delicate body and moaned loudly.
In fact, as long as she is with the person she likes, there is a sexy band everywhere on the woman's body. Song Qingyu feels very irritated when her feet are touched, but there is even greater stimulation waiting for her. Not only her upper body, but the solid ground under her feet is now soft. Ten toes are curling up desperately, and the heart-wrenching itch comes from her toenails, which is even more arousing and untiring feeling.
After playing with her heart, Ye Chen gently lowered Song Qingyu's barefoot and stroked her toned flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings with her hands. Ye Chen's hands touched the smooth skin and stretched until Song Qingyu was still stuck in the skirt on her waist. Ye Chen's hands groped, and soon touched the base of the flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings with her white and tender thighs. Her pink face was in spring, her eyes were half open and half closed, her heart was shy, and she was gasping for breath. Song Qingyu, who was still elegant and gentle just now, became such a lewd and sexy sexy woman under Ye Chen's teasing.
The focus of Ye Chen's eyes came from her slender toes, through her solid calves, round knees, plump flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings, white thighs, wide pelvis, flat belly, thin waist, towering chest, and snow-white neck slowly moved to the charming face. The shy and lovely beauty's crystal clear skin shining with an ivory halo, and the soft snow-white body was as gentle as a lotus flower and a condensed snow lotus. She opened her cherry mouth and gasped, looking at Ye Chen with a blurred look, as if encouraging him to continue his homework.
Ye Chen lifted up Song Qingyu's dress and reached into her T-lace panties. Ye Chen found that there was already love juice spraying. It was clearly visible that there was a black forest that made people's blood rushing under the tulle gauze. The two pink lips bulge and clamped together, tightly clamping a pink petal, covered with transparent and sticky love juice. The center of the T-lace panties was wet and radiant, which shone with luster. The black and oily forest was shining with bright light, forming an extremely obscene scene, showing that her body was in extreme excitement. Two slender flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings white and tender thighs, like two piecesLike white jade, it is like a perfectly carved white jade, without any flaws. At the end of the slender legs, between the two flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings, a cluster of dark tender grass covered her mysterious forbidden area in an inverted triangle, like a hill, covered with dense fragrant grass, but these fragrant grass is very tender, and a breath of orchid-like musk unique to the hidden parts of mature women hits the face, making people feel excited. Ye Chen couldn't help but take off her wet T-lace panties and stroked her fragrant grass with his hands. It was black, shiny, smooth and delicate, as soft as silk satin, and her petals were as charming as her face.
Song Qingyu can be called a beauty in the world. Her beauty and beauty of her figure make people amazed after seeing it. Ye Chen separated her snow-white, round flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings and jade legs. The charming petals were covered with wet love juice. The two bright red petals opened and closed, just like the cherry lips on her face, and the small mouth was also full of temptation. Song Qingyu's beautiful and beautiful cheeks were as bright as fire. Her beautiful body felt a burst of sourness and softness. She collapsed weakly, and her beautiful nose made a short and shy sigh.
Ye Chen immediately went straight to the place of the flower bud, touched the petals with his hand first, and then stretched out her petals with his big fingers. It felt a little tight. He pinched the tender petals, which made her feel numb and sour, and she couldn't help but tremble all over. Slowly, Ye Chen felt his hands wet. He squeezed the buds and inserted his fingers into the depths without any mercy. She couldn't help but snorted again. Ye Chen's fingers kept rubbing against the protruding small meat balls in the wall of her flower room. Two pure flesh-colored petals were half-opening with the breath that had been wet by Ye Chen, and Song Qingyu let out a burst of moans: Ah...Ah...Ah...
The body was shaking irregularly as Ye Chen rubbed the buds from time to time, Ah...Ah...Ye Chen...You made me...I was so uncomfortable... You are so bad... Uh...
Song Qingyu was itchy in her heart by touching it, and bursts of pleasure electric current came. Her fat buttocks kept twisting and thrusting up and left and right. She hugged Ye Chen's head tightly with her hands, making a pleasant and sweet panting: Ah...I can't stand it anymore...Oh...you...it makes me feel so comfortable...AhAh...
After a while, Ye Chen saw that she was so crazy, so he dug the wet flower room with even harder, and he stepped up the speed of in and out even harder, rubbing his fingers with the wall of her flower room. After a while, the love fluid in her flower room was like a waterfall on the cliff. The spring angrily surged and gurgled out, making her two white and tender thighs as snow-like flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings wet.
After Ye Chen's preliminary preparations, Song Qingyu was a little breathing. She didn't say anything for a long time, but her movements represented everything. Looking at the upright object under Ye Chen's crotch, she fell on the bed and couldn't help but tremble all over her body. She bent her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings and her legs raised her fat buttocks higher, making the flower room higher and more protruding, allowing Ye Chen's hands to penetrate her flower room more thoroughly.
The lower part is busy, and of course I won't miss it above. The other hand continues to till her elastic and smooth peaks, flicking her fingers, and wandering around between the two peaks. It's a pity why not give birth to a few more hands.
Ye Chen's cock had already begun to feel so hard that he felt uncomfortable, so he sat back to the bed and hugged her, then grabbed her hand and leaned down to his crotch. As soon as he touched the hard thing in Ye Chen's pants, her little hand trembled a little and wanted to retract, but Ye Chen held it down. She struggled a little and finally let go and stroked Ye Chen's cock through her pants.
Perhaps it was inconvenient to lie in Ye Chen's arms to serve him. Song Qingyu suddenly stood up, then smiled at Ye Chen lewdly, and then knelt on the ground in front of Ye Chen. She first unbuttoned Ye Chen's belt, pulled down the zipper, took out his cock, and then held Ye Chen's cock with her hand and slowly stroked her. She saw her slowly stroked her with her hands, then approached her mouth, and acted naughtyly to bite it.
She first gently kissed the urethra on Ye Chen's glans, then opened her cherry mouth and gently held the purple-red and shiny glans, then licked the big glans with her tongue. Her tongue slid in the groove under Ye Chen's glans, and from time to time sucked with her fragrant lips and bite them with her jade teeth. She then opened her mouth and put the whole cock into her mouth. She swallowed it desperately until she could no longer swallow it.
At this moment, Ye Chen saw that Song Qingyu was serving in lewdly, and his cock was so excited that he swelled even more proudly. He felt that his glans was leaning forward and supporting her deep throat. He spit out a little, vomited a little, vomited a little, and finally she stuck her teeth on the crown of the glans.
Pressing the prepared dance music gently, Ye Chen politely made a dance move to Song Qingyu, whose eyes were blurred and his face was a little red. Song Qingyu hesitated for a moment, and elegantly stretched out her jade hand for Ye Chen to hold it. The two of them came to the terrace with their hands intimately and danced gracefully. While they hugged each other, Ye Chen reached behind her and hugged the slender willow waist. When the dance started, Song Qingyu, the director of the Finance Bureau, swung his willow waist, and his plump body danced gracefully and seductively, with bright watery big eyes and long eyelashes. The spring spirit of a man flashed in his eyes. The skin in his arms was delicate and smooth, which attracted people's thoughts. Every frown and smile seemed charming.
Song Qingyu felt Ye Chen's big hands hugging her willow waist tighter and tighter. Her broad and strong chest occasionally seemed to rub against her plump and towering breasts intentionally or unintentionally. Under the red coat, empty pattern suspender dress, there was a numb feeling through a layer of buds covered with thin breasts. Smelling the strong masculine aura of Ye Chen's body and mind, Song Qingyu couldn't help but feel intoxicated and longed.
Song Qingyu was shy and her pink face turned bright and red, as if it was ripe red apples. She put her delicate face aside with embarrassment. Ye Chen looked at her infinitely delicate face, smiled slightly, and said in her delicate and small ear: Aunt Song, how long has it been since you danced?
Song Qingyu's pretty white and clear face turned redder, and her heart was beating non-stop. Her pink face, shy cherry lips exhaled like orchids, and she said in a soft voice: I don't remember.
Song Qingyu's nervous steps could not keep up with the beat.
The dance music was very soothing, and the already hazy light was dimmering. Ye Chen's erotic hand slowly kneaded Song Qingyu's plump and round buttocks down. Although he was wearing a red jacket, empty patterned suspender dress, he could still clearly feel Song Qingyu's plump and round body, especially the perky and round buttocks, which were full and elastic.
He slowly put Song Qingyu's flat and soft belly close to the tent he began to set up, and his lips rubbed lightly on Song Qingyu's white and soft ear lobes.
Song Qingyu felt Ye Chen's lustful hands unscrupulously kneading her plump and round buttocks, making her resentful heart tremble slightly. The flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings made her legs numb and itchy involuntarily. Her soft belly could clearly feel the male thing he was gradually erecting and urging.
Aunt Song, we still haven’t done a lot of things at your house last time.Ye Chen changed his hands, hugged her willow waist with his left hand, and put his right hand into Song Qingyu's half-exposed chest collar, slid down along the smooth and tender skin, holding her snow-white and tender breasts. Ye Chen felt that Song Qingyu's breasts were round and sharp, full of elasticity, and it was very comfortable to touch. When he held it in his hand, the wonderful touch made him more sexual desire. His hands touched and rubbed Song Qingyu's beautiful breasts, and his already excited and hard cock frequently touched her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings between her legs through her pants and her skirt.
Song Qingyu's face turned red and her heart was irritated. She couldn't help but struggled sharply, and she panted and hummed: Oh... Ye Chen... Don't be here... Don't do it randomly... Let go Ah...
Ye Chen touched his beautiful breasts for a while, then walked down, and penetrated into the red coat, empty pattern suspender dress, caressing the concave valley wrapped in her T-lace panties.
Don't worry, it's so dark, it's very safe here and no one can see it.Ye Chen comforted.
Oh...no...no...no...you take out your hands...Oh...don't do this...I don't...Ah...No...oh...Song Qingyu was panting and moaning in a low voice, her feet were already messy and disorderly. She was rubbed and kneaded by Ye Chen's erotic hands at the base of her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings, making her whole body sore and soft, forcibly suppressing herself from making emotional moans.
At this time, the sticky love juice was already wet from her valley. Ye Chen's fingers separated her plump petals with the slippery love juice and inserted them into her flower room. Song Qingyu was sobbed by his fingers that he was so uncomfortable all over.
Don't Ah... Don't torture... others... well... Ah... She tightened her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings and beautiful jade legs to stop his teasing, but she didn't stand firm for a while. Her whole body was soft and delicate, and her bones were soft and soft in his arms. She hugged his shoulder helplessly, trying to suppress her breathing and moaning. The snow-white round legs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings couldn't help but separate with Ye Chen's other finger, making his color-colored fingers move deeper and unrestrainedly. The stream was gurgling, and her thin T-lace panties were constantly wetting.
After a while, Song Qingyu was panting, her eyes were so soft that it could drip out of water. She trembled, humming in confusion in Ye Chen's ears, and couldn't help but stretch out her soft tongue to lick Ye Chen's earlobe. The sound of the waves moaned in his ears: Well... harming people... little enemies... Ah... your hand... really wants... people... death... um... um... um...
Seeing her lewd expression of emotion and a satisfied expression on her face, Ye Chen pulled out the fingers lurking in her body, put the wet fingers in her mouth and sucked them with a wicked smile: Aunt Song, so much water, sweet and fragrant, do you want to try it?
Song Qingyu blushed, leaned her head slightly to Ye Chen's ear, gently opened her red lips and intoxicated, and said shyly and resentfully: Ah... You are so bad...Ah...
Ye Chen took her slightly sweaty little hand and walked towards the safe exit, and whispered to her: Aunt Song, let's go, this is not a good place to do good deeds!
Song Qingyu nodded her head shyly, and said softly from her nose, then leaned softly and half-held in his arms and walked out of the restaurant.
Song Qingyu found that she was powerless to think at this moment. Her biggest purpose in her trip to the mainland was to meet Ye Chen.
Not only have you seen it now, but there will be something more exciting to happen.
The alternative pleasure, increasingly intense pleasure, invaded her empty mature woman's body and her resentful and grieving heart. The only thing she had in her mind now was that she urgently needed to vent the strong fire of desire that was aroused in her heart.
There was a five-star hotel not far from the restaurant. Ye Chen supported Song Qingyu, who was drunk and infatuated, and walked over. The waiter who opened the door saw Ye Chen, a big boy, holding a mature and sexy woman, running to the hotel at night, and couldn't help but look surprised.
Ye Chen hugged Song Qingyu, who blushed and did not dare to see anyone, walked in. In contrast, the staff at the lobby counter were more qualities. They knew why Ye Chen came, but they still greeted each other with a smile, with no strange face and thoughtful service. Ye Chen wanted to make the first time between himself and Song Qingyu in the most luxurious presidential suite, but was told that the booking had been completed and there was no choice but to ask for a second.
The hotel room design is magnificent and solemn, making people feel a sense of noble comfort as soon as they enter, with bohemian style, noble Spanish crystal lamps, expensive Russian handmade carpets, and the sheets are high-end silk products, soft and comfortable, making people love them. The room is equipped with LCD TVs, dressing tables and wardrobes, all of which are pure mahogany products. The materials used in the bathroom and bathroom are all top brands. The whole room is a concentrated place for famous brands, which shows luxury and luxury.
Song Qingyu stood in the room and didn't dare to show off. He clenched his hands into fists unconsciously, and he didn't know how to face Ye Chen nervously and fearfully. Ye Chen saw her blushing and her heartbeat, and her temptation, and his heart was very shy. He pulled Song Qingyu's jade hand and pressed her to the edge of the bed, and sat by her side. Aunt Song, let me serve you well.
After saying that, Ye Chen quickly sealed Song Qingyu's wet red lips with his mouth. Song Qingyu's delicate face, with his starry eyes, frowned slightly with his beautiful eyebrows, showed a sad look. Ye Chen leaned on his mouth and kissed her cherry lips wildly. Song Qingyu's um, his fragrant lips were closed tightly, his snow-white teeth bit, and his instinctive defense and resistance. Ye Chen smiled in his heart, but he still did not relax on his mouth. His flexible tongue pushed open her clean teeth and slid into her little mouth, stirring them unrestrainedly in her mouth, chasing her fragrant tongue.
Under Ye Chen's attack, Song Qingyu's face was red, showing a soft springy look. Her previous sad eyes also became soft and blurred. She felt a ball of fire rising from her lower abdomen, burning her body.
The longer the time, the more powerful the fire. The reserved dam in Song Qingyu's heart became fragile under the impact of the waves of lust that were higher and higher than the waves, and the feeling of the soul became more and more blurred. Occasionally, her fragrant tongue also had intimate contact with Ye Chen's tongue.
Seeing all this, Ye Chen was overjoyed and worked harder to tease. Song Qingyu, the offensive worked. Song Qingyu no longer suppressed the desire in his heart. He actively cooperated with him. His jade hand took the initiative to wrap around Ye Chen's thick neck and tongue like two dragons tangled each other. She also counterattacked Ye Chen's mouth from time to time, which made him feel very stimulating.
Ye Chen let go of her lips and looked at Song Qingyu's soft and pretty face deeply. She saw her cheeks dyed with danxia and her eyes were about to flow. Her shy and obsessive expression was charming; but her shy appearance, who was soft and allowed to do whatever she wanted, made people feel moved. The charm of the rosy and beautiful cheeks was extremely tempting.
Ye Chen didn't want to eat Song Qingyu, who was trembling in his arms and his hair was slanted in one bite. He reached out and pulled out her hair, letting her cloud-like hair flow beautifully on her white jade neck. Her elegant and intellectual outfit was even more charming and sexy at this moment. Ye Chen fiddled with Song Qingyu's hair with both hands, and his lips and teeth were gently gnawing on her delicate earlobe with diamond pendant, and asked softly: Aunt Song, are you comfortable?
Hearing Ye Chen's strongly provocative question, Song Qingyu, who was already a little panicked, thought of what was about to happen, shyness and uneasiness surged into her heart. However, at this time, the beautiful beauty who was limping in Ye Chen's arms had already lost her will to resist and was powerless to disobey. She could only whisper in a humble and murmur: I...I don't know...
The two firm Jade Girl Peaks on her chest trembled with Song Qingyu's breathing. Ye Chen swallowed his saliva and really wanted to study it carefully with his hands. The wave of lust in Song Qingyu's body did not tend to fall as his actions stopped, but became even more vigorous. The lust stimulated her delicate body to be numb and soft. Song Qingyu suddenly leaned against Ye Chen's chest with a confused expression, and occasionally let out a wave of sensational moans from her mouth.
Ye Chen gently climbed open her long hair, revealing Song Qingyu's crystal-like ears and the slender pink neck as beautiful as a swan. The two jade peaks on her chest rubbed against his chest, making Ye Chen's desire stronger.
With an evil smile, Ye Chen lowered his head and gently kissed the beautiful pink neck of the jade man in front of him and his small crystal-like ears, and sipped her round and tender ear beads freely. Song Qingyu completely melted into Ye Chen's love, and his mouth couldn't help but let out a shaking and ecstasy moan, just like the horn of the charge on the battlefield urging Ye Chen to speed up the action, and her beautiful body also squeezed and rubbed against him.
Ye Chen then stroked her fragrant lips. Song Qingyu couldn't help it anymore. Her jade arms wrapped around his head tightly, and reacted frantically. Both of them merged into the lingering that was completely forgotten, fascinated, and extremely enthusiastic.
Song Qingyu was so hot that she was kissed by him, and her breathing was a little rapid. The pair of seductive jade breasts on her chest were even more ups and downs. Her cheeks were flushed. The fragrant jade dew in her cherry jade mouth was sucked hungrily by Ye Chen. Such a suffocating kiss was the first time Song Qingyu encountered in her life. She soon breathed, panted and cried, struggled weakly, and her little mouth couldn't help but make me moans that made people's sexual desire boil.
Um...um...um...um...um...um...
Song Qingyu's beautiful and beautiful cheeks were as bright as fire. She felt a burst of soreness that had been experienced before but was wonderful. She collapsed weakly, and her beautiful nose made a short and shy moan.
Ye Chen ignored Song Qingyu's beautiful and cute little Yao's constant hot and shyness in her nose. She smelled the unique body fragrance of mature women in her nose, and couldn't help but feel the desire ignite. He wandered on Song Qingyu's jade body with his hands, gently stroked her jade cheeks and cheeks, and felt that the skin of the tentacles was tender and smooth. His hands gradually moved down. By Song Qingyu's straight and fair jade neck and round and delicate shoulders, he held Song Qingyu's plump, soft and soft breasts through a thin dress. Song Qingyu's jade peak was full of elasticity, and the snow peak that was not full of palm made his heart even more lustful. The firm male desire was already proudly standing up, pressing straight between her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings white and tender thighs.
Song Qingyu struggled gently, Ye Chen's hand reached Song Qingyu's back, lifted the zipper head on the upper edge of the dress, and pulled it down slowly but resolutely. The zipper was pulled from Song Qingyu's back to his waist, and the dress was open to both sides of his body. The beautiful picture in front of him almost stopped breathing.
A wonderful body was revealed, and the concave and concave body was stretched. The small and exquisite transparent breast patch was supported by Song Qingyu's pair of snow lotus blooming on the snow peaks. The snow-white arms and slender flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings and beautiful jade legs were placed so casually, but there was no more suitable way to put it on. Ye Chen felt that no one could desecrate such a perfect body. He looked at her beautiful face without turning his eyes, but he saw his eyebrows raised his eyes, his cheeks were condensed, his nose was greasy, his cherry lips were slightly opened, his teeth were exposed, and his thin black hair was covered behind his shoulders. His watery eyes were shy and shining with a shy and seemingly joyful brilliance, and his pure and elegant temperament.
Seeing the beautiful scenery in front of him, Ye Chen's breathing became heavy, his whole body was extremely hot. The already firm male desire became even more powerful at this time, showing its powerful power. The beauty on her chest seemed to be awakened by Ye Chen's heavy breathing. She raised her moving head and gave him a resentful look with her pretty eyes full of enthusiasm, making Ye Chen feel that she was committing a crime if she didn't act. The desire in her heart was ignited. The wide open tiger's eyes were not gentle, but a scorching look full of lust covered the beauty in front of her, as if she wanted to swallow her.
Song Qingyu, under Ye Chen's passionate gaze, had already been a little sober, and the sound of the twitching sound seemed to be even heard by the hateful bad guy in front of him. And wherever he was looking, the tender skin there seemed to absorb the energy released by the gaze, becoming hotter, and his whole body became softer, and he wanted to throw himself into his arms.
Ye Chen suppressed the enthusiasm in his heart and decided to fully implement the role he wanted to play Midnight Cowherd. He knelt on the expensive Russian handmade carpet, slowly helped Song Qingyu take off the bright red three-inch thin-heeled high heels under his feet, and kept licking the flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings beautiful legs with his mouth. When he reached his toes, he gently held his toes through the stockings. Ye Chen picked up his feet and put his toes one by one in his mouth, licked and sucked, as cautious as pleasing his lover.
Don't... giggle... Ah... It's so itchy... Ye Chen was surprised when he heard Song Qingyu, and immediately moaned with laughter and tears. His soft tongue tried to gently wander on her back. Her feet were as gentle as jade, smooth and neat, with plump and smooth heels, with beautiful curves, while his toes were slender and beautiful. Every toenail was fluorescent and shiny, and the whole foot was beautiful and impeccable.
Song Qingyu felt that there was a burning ironing wherever Ye Chen's tongue went, and the numb and tender taste spread throughout his body, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. Tian Ah, Ye Chen really knelt at his feet and licked his fleshy jade feet lewdly. Woooo, this feeling was really shameful and exciting.
Ye Chen held up one of her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings with his hands, slowly pressed her face against those feet, opened her mouth and held a round toe, sucked and licked it with a hot tongue. Her little feet were so weak under the tip of her tongue. While licking her tender soles with her tongue, he reached out to touch her spread T-lace panties. She trembled and twisted her delicate body and moaned loudly.
In fact, as long as she is with the person she likes, there is a sexy band everywhere on the woman's body. Song Qingyu feels very irritated when her feet are touched, but there is even greater stimulation waiting for her. Not only her upper body, but the solid ground under her feet is now soft. Ten toes are curling up desperately, and the heart-wrenching itch comes from her toenails, which is even more arousing and untiring feeling.
After playing with her heart, Ye Chen gently lowered Song Qingyu's barefoot and stroked her toned flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings with her hands. Ye Chen's hands touched the smooth skin and stretched until Song Qingyu was still stuck in the skirt on her waist. Ye Chen's hands groped, and soon touched the base of the flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings with her white and tender thighs. Her pink face was in spring, her eyes were half open and half closed, her heart was shy, and she was gasping for breath. Song Qingyu, who was still elegant and gentle just now, became such a lewd and sexy sexy woman under Ye Chen's teasing.
The focus of Ye Chen's eyes came from her slender toes, through her solid calves, round knees, plump flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings, white thighs, wide pelvis, flat belly, thin waist, towering chest, and snow-white neck slowly moved to the charming face. The shy and lovely beauty's crystal clear skin shining with an ivory halo, and the soft snow-white body was as gentle as a lotus flower and a condensed snow lotus. She opened her cherry mouth and gasped, looking at Ye Chen with a blurred look, as if encouraging him to continue his homework.
Ye Chen lifted up Song Qingyu's dress and reached into her T-lace panties. Ye Chen found that there was already love juice spraying. It was clearly visible that there was a black forest that made people's blood rushing under the tulle gauze. The two pink lips bulge and clamped together, tightly clamping a pink petal, covered with transparent and sticky love juice. The center of the T-lace panties was wet and radiant, which shone with luster. The black and oily forest was shining with bright light, forming an extremely obscene scene, showing that her body was in extreme excitement. Two slender flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings white and tender thighs, like two piecesLike white jade, it is like a perfectly carved white jade, without any flaws. At the end of the slender legs, between the two flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings, a cluster of dark tender grass covered her mysterious forbidden area in an inverted triangle, like a hill, covered with dense fragrant grass, but these fragrant grass is very tender, and a breath of orchid-like musk unique to the hidden parts of mature women hits the face, making people feel excited. Ye Chen couldn't help but take off her wet T-lace panties and stroked her fragrant grass with his hands. It was black, shiny, smooth and delicate, as soft as silk satin, and her petals were as charming as her face.
Song Qingyu can be called a beauty in the world. Her beauty and beauty of her figure make people amazed after seeing it. Ye Chen separated her snow-white, round flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings and jade legs. The charming petals were covered with wet love juice. The two bright red petals opened and closed, just like the cherry lips on her face, and the small mouth was also full of temptation. Song Qingyu's beautiful and beautiful cheeks were as bright as fire. Her beautiful body felt a burst of sourness and softness. She collapsed weakly, and her beautiful nose made a short and shy sigh.
Ye Chen immediately went straight to the place of the flower bud, touched the petals with his hand first, and then stretched out her petals with his big fingers. It felt a little tight. He pinched the tender petals, which made her feel numb and sour, and she couldn't help but tremble all over. Slowly, Ye Chen felt his hands wet. He squeezed the buds and inserted his fingers into the depths without any mercy. She couldn't help but snorted again. Ye Chen's fingers kept rubbing against the protruding small meat balls in the wall of her flower room. Two pure flesh-colored petals were half-opening with the breath that had been wet by Ye Chen, and Song Qingyu let out a burst of moans: Ah...Ah...Ah...
The body was shaking irregularly as Ye Chen rubbed the buds from time to time, Ah...Ah...Ye Chen...You made me...I was so uncomfortable... You are so bad... Uh...
Song Qingyu was itchy in her heart by touching it, and bursts of pleasure electric current came. Her fat buttocks kept twisting and thrusting up and left and right. She hugged Ye Chen's head tightly with her hands, making a pleasant and sweet panting: Ah...I can't stand it anymore...Oh...you...it makes me feel so comfortable...AhAh...
After a while, Ye Chen saw that she was so crazy, so he dug the wet flower room with even harder, and he stepped up the speed of in and out even harder, rubbing his fingers with the wall of her flower room. After a while, the love fluid in her flower room was like a waterfall on the cliff. The spring angrily surged and gurgled out, making her two white and tender thighs as snow-like flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings wet.
After Ye Chen's preliminary preparations, Song Qingyu was a little breathing. She didn't say anything for a long time, but her movements represented everything. Looking at the upright object under Ye Chen's crotch, she fell on the bed and couldn't help but tremble all over her body. She bent her flesh-colored transparent crystal glass stockings and her legs raised her fat buttocks higher, making the flower room higher and more protruding, allowing Ye Chen's hands to penetrate her flower room more thoroughly.
The lower part is busy, and of course I won't miss it above. The other hand continues to till her elastic and smooth peaks, flicking her fingers, and wandering around between the two peaks. It's a pity why not give birth to a few more hands.
Ye Chen's cock had already begun to feel so hard that he felt uncomfortable, so he sat back to the bed and hugged her, then grabbed her hand and leaned down to his crotch. As soon as he touched the hard thing in Ye Chen's pants, her little hand trembled a little and wanted to retract, but Ye Chen held it down. She struggled a little and finally let go and stroked Ye Chen's cock through her pants.
Perhaps it was inconvenient to lie in Ye Chen's arms to serve him. Song Qingyu suddenly stood up, then smiled at Ye Chen lewdly, and then knelt on the ground in front of Ye Chen. She first unbuttoned Ye Chen's belt, pulled down the zipper, took out his cock, and then held Ye Chen's cock with her hand and slowly stroked her. She saw her slowly stroked her with her hands, then approached her mouth, and acted naughtyly to bite it.
She first gently kissed the urethra on Ye Chen's glans, then opened her cherry mouth and gently held the purple-red and shiny glans, then licked the big glans with her tongue. Her tongue slid in the groove under Ye Chen's glans, and from time to time sucked with her fragrant lips and bite them with her jade teeth. She then opened her mouth and put the whole cock into her mouth. She swallowed it desperately until she could no longer swallow it.
At this moment, Ye Chen saw that Song Qingyu was serving in lewdly, and his cock was so excited that he swelled even more proudly. He felt that his glans was leaning forward and supporting her deep throat. He spit out a little, vomited a little, vomited a little, and finally she stuck her teeth on the crown of the glans.
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