Chapter 213 Which posture do you like?(Microh)

After Lin Miaomiao's orgasm, her body trembled and there was a moment of blankness in her mind.

Qin Moshen hugged her, putting her jaw on her shoulder, and his voice became completely hoarse. Do you want to carry you to the bathroom?

She shook her head and lay on the sofa and gasped softly.

He glanced at the rest of the people in silence, then kissed her between her forehead, and I would go back.

Song Yan found a clean towel and went to the bathroom to soak it in hot water, preparing to come back and wipe it for her.

When he came back, he saw Lin Miaomiao sitting on the sofa, holding Xu Zeyan and Lu Xiao's heads. The two of them were still sucking and kissing her milk that was gushing out of excitement.

Well... so comfortable...

The nipples came from the tip of the nipples, extending the afterglow of the climax and making every pore feel relaxed.

She raised her head upwards, breathing disordered. Listening to the sound of their swallowing, she seemed to have sharp claws tickling in her heart, and itchy sounds.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked over and wiped her wet legs with a towel.

The moment she touched her thigh, she couldn't help but trembled, but pushed her thigh even more open towards him, aiming her pussy in the direction of him.

Senior.She looked up at him, her almond eyes flashed, as if a wave of light was passing by.

The warm towel was wiped up along the inner side of her thighs, wiping the water she had flowed out.

She was hooked and arched her waist, pushing her two plump breasts into their lips.

Suck me... Suck me quickly... Her eyes were still looking at Song Yan, without blinking, and slightly raised the end of her eyes.

The sweet milk kept spraying out, and they sucked and kissed it into their lips. The nipples were licked and sucked until they were red and swollen, but they were still numb.

The snow-white thighs spread apart, and the toes couldn't help but curl up, and curl up again.

The pink and tender lips were opened and the red vagina was turned out. The small and thin slit condensed with thin white foam, which was obviously caused by the fucking too deep and too long just now.

Song Yan's breathing was slightly deeper, trying to maintain a calm expression.

He wrapped his index finger in a towel, slid across his two smooth lip, and wiped it back and forth.

The knuckles unconsciously scraped her clitoris. The clitoris, which was already congested by orgasm, protruded from the gap, like the tender stamens in the middle of the petals.

Just a gentle touch, as if a slight electric current passed by, she sensitively bit her lower lip, um... senior...

He answered her, as if it was some kind of comfort, but his actions were lighter.

His touch was gentle and meticulous, which made her feel unspeakable.

Song Yan wiped his two lip lip cleanly and turned his eyes to the small hole that was squirming towards him.

Um... Lin Miaomiao suddenly pushed her lower body hard.

She looked complicated and looked at Song Yan in front of her. She saw his eyes fixed between her legs, with a serious and focused expression.

Wrapped his fingers in a towel and reached into the mouth of her vagina, gently wiping along the wet and soft acupoint, wiping away the traces that Qin Moshen had just fucked.

The wet and hot touch is hard to ignore, and the tiny velvet ring on the outside of the towel scrapes over the inner wall, making her itchy, and a stream of honey flows out from the depths, mixed with Qin Moshen's semen flows out.

Song Yan pursed his lips, calmly speaking, and his slender fingers hooked deep into the depths, exited a little, and slowly inserted them in.

Well... senior... you feel so comfortable to touch...

Song Yan couldn't help but laugh, where was it so comfortable to be touched?

here?The fingers wrapped in a towel rubbed back and forth in the acupoints, bent their knuckles again, scraping the bulges on her inner wall, or here?

Lin Miaomiao gasped softly, as if she couldn't stand his harsh rhythm, and couldn't help begging for mercy, hurry up... stop like this...

Song Yan shook his head and lowered it with a chuckle, thrusting and inserting, and his fingers continued to go in and out, bringing a subtle pleasure.

He suddenly fucked hard, is it so fast?

Well... Senior... You know clearly... She kept gasping and accusing him.

Song Yan smiled, slowly hooked out the remaining semen inside, and rotated his fingers to wipe her inner wall clean.

The night was still long and she couldn't satisfy her for a moment.

When he finished wiping, he stepped forward and buried his head in the center of her legs.

First, he teased the flower's vagina with his lips and tongue, and then sucked the honey juice that she poured out.

Three parts of his body were sucked, and Lin Miaomiao trembled all over. With a soft chant, another wave of transparent honey water leaked out.

Song Yan stood up, held one of her hands, and pulled it to her lips.

He licked and sucked slowly, holding his fingers in his mouth, but his eyes always fell on her face.

Lin Miaomiao's face turned red, she grabbed his hand and brought him close to her.

She said in that delicate voice: Senior, can you come first?

This time she handed his hand to her lips, kissed her fingertips, and looked at each other, and the silent feelings flowed in her eyes.

She smiled, her eyes were stained with spring, and she opened her lips gently.

Which pose do you like?