On the big bed in the bedroom, the lights are hidden, the beauty is lying on her side, and her jade body is erected horizontally.
It is like an oil painting depicted by the masters of the European Renaissance, which is displayed in front of the little ghost in a very three-dimensional way.
Especially Zhao Xinya's figure is convex and delicate, showing the unique softness and character of women perfectly. Although her wife is at her forty years old, it is the season when women are mature. Even if she doesn't deliberately dance, there will be many flavors hidden in the curves of her waist and buttocks. The bones are hidden deep in the skin and bone marrow, making people unable to control themselves.
Men who truly understand women will definitely have more preference for mature women. They are natural beauty and the darlings of the blessings of the gods.
Zhao Xinya lay on the side of the bed, with the center of gravity of her waist falling, which made her hips look plump, as if mountains were piled up, strange peaks were protruding, hidden under her thighs. The mysterious garden that was once cultivated by the little ghost's mouth and nose could only see a shallow outline. If you want to understand in depth, you need to take further action.
The little devil was lying beside the bed, his eyes flashing like stars, and he was attracted by the cosmic black hole between the woman's legs, as if his body and mind were deeply trapped in it and could not extricate himself.
Now, the boy seemed to smell the familiar smell at the end of his nose, which was a body odor that only mature women could have.
Today, the lady went home without taking a shower. The smell seemed to be much stronger, making the ghost's nose twitch slightly, like a puppy.
The lady was wearing a light-colored short skirt today, which would not have any obstruction effect. She didn't seem to be wearing pants inside her black jumpsuits.
Zhao Xinya is a person who doesn't like to be restrained. As long as she is in a convenient body, she almost doesn't wear pants. She also knows this habit, so he can clearly smell his wife's body odor.
It is a smell that has a fatal temptation to the opposite sex.
Before he knew it, the boy turned his nose to the woman's lower abdomen and greedily thrust his nose.
This look was so cute that Zhao Xinya found it interesting when she saw it. She did not blame him for it. Instead, she encouraged her legs to open up so that the boy could more truly appreciate the unique charm of a mature woman.
Outside the window, the snow was a little heavier, and the window frames were blown by the wind to make a crackling sound.
The boy stuck out his tongue secretly. He couldn't control his inner impulse and approached the past little by little. These days, the smell of missing him was almost crazy.
When the wish in his heart became within reach, he was most afraid of accidents. At this moment, the little ghost was so nervous that his hair stood up, and his tongue was only a few millimeters away from the imagined wetness.
The first thing I came into contact with was the finely stitched stockings of women. You can clearly feel the swelling hair below blocking the two petal-like tender flesh. The barriers are tight and it is difficult to cross the line.
Just as the boy's tongue touched the woman's stockings, Zhao Xinya's body immediately reacted and inadvertently spasmed for a moment. Then, her hand stretched out, grabbed the boy's head, and pulled it towards her.
It was like a radish pulled out of the soil. The boy's head was buried between the woman's legs. Then, his nose touched the pearl in the middle of the aquatic grass and the shallow gap in the middle of the clam shell.
The lady's breathing sound was like a serenade, gentle and low, as pleasant as a silver bell, not artificial, not exaggerated, and natural.
The little ghost licked it a few times, and was very upset about the barriers of stockings. He hoped that he could take off this layer of veil, so that his soul could be closer to his wife, and truly merged.
But the lady seemed to enjoy this obscure contact and enjoyed it. She wore off the boy's impatient mood little by little, allowing him to wake up from his excitement and realize his identity and responsibilities.
Gradually, the boy began to learn to cater to his wife's rhythm, with an orderly rhythm, but over time, his nose would still be sore and his tears would fall.
But the power of the lady pressing her hands on the little ghost's head became heavier and heavier. The boy even had the illusion that his nose seemed to be worn out, and then the fishy and sweet smell of blood penetrated and was eaten into his mouth.
This is a very special taste, like milk mixed with rouge pollen.
The lady twisted her waist and felt that her body seemed a little strange, but she didn't think much about it and was immersed in the pleasure of playing with the boy.
Happy time has no concept of time, and I don’t know how long it will take. It may be ten minutes or half an hour. Zhao Xinya feels that her emotions have been completely mobilized. After reaching a barrier that cannot be broken through, she finally let go of her hands that tightly grasped the boy’s head, guided the little ghost’s arms, and signaled to take off her pantyhose.
Probably every man will have an incomparable talent and talent when doing this job, and the little devil is no exception. He pulled off his wife's pantyhose in a few seconds, and then couldn't wait to put her little head up and chew around.
The puppy is so greedy.
Zhao Xinya's tone had a sense of anger, but she did not stop it. She just felt the gate in her body suddenly open wide, and a lot of liquid flowed out.
After frowned, Zhao Xinya also realized that her body was a little abnormal, so she found the desk lamp switch with her hand and twisted it on.
It seemed like a vent of the body, the water flowing out of the deep hole changed its color, but the ignorant little ghost didn't know what this meant.
It's so unlucky that I've had my period at this time.
Zhao Xinya sighed. She felt a little uncomfortable with her waist today. She knew that the menstrual period was coming these two days, so she planned to take down the first night of the ghost before the menstrual period came. Unexpectedly, human calculations were not as good as God's calculations, but in the end she failed and had to wait for the next chance.
However, it was still great to see the little ghost arching in her arms like a greedy kitten.
The little ghost is simple in his mind, like a piece of white paper. Although he loves women's stockings, he has never had any actual contact with women. Judging from his appearance, he should be a good student when he is in school, and he may not even touch the girl's hand.
Such a simple boy has now become a woman's plaything. I don't know if it's lucky or not, but for Zhao Xinya, it seems that she has touched the threshold of happiness, and the difference is just a shortcut.
It is like an oil painting depicted by the masters of the European Renaissance, which is displayed in front of the little ghost in a very three-dimensional way.
Especially Zhao Xinya's figure is convex and delicate, showing the unique softness and character of women perfectly. Although her wife is at her forty years old, it is the season when women are mature. Even if she doesn't deliberately dance, there will be many flavors hidden in the curves of her waist and buttocks. The bones are hidden deep in the skin and bone marrow, making people unable to control themselves.
Men who truly understand women will definitely have more preference for mature women. They are natural beauty and the darlings of the blessings of the gods.
Zhao Xinya lay on the side of the bed, with the center of gravity of her waist falling, which made her hips look plump, as if mountains were piled up, strange peaks were protruding, hidden under her thighs. The mysterious garden that was once cultivated by the little ghost's mouth and nose could only see a shallow outline. If you want to understand in depth, you need to take further action.
The little devil was lying beside the bed, his eyes flashing like stars, and he was attracted by the cosmic black hole between the woman's legs, as if his body and mind were deeply trapped in it and could not extricate himself.
Now, the boy seemed to smell the familiar smell at the end of his nose, which was a body odor that only mature women could have.
Today, the lady went home without taking a shower. The smell seemed to be much stronger, making the ghost's nose twitch slightly, like a puppy.
The lady was wearing a light-colored short skirt today, which would not have any obstruction effect. She didn't seem to be wearing pants inside her black jumpsuits.
Zhao Xinya is a person who doesn't like to be restrained. As long as she is in a convenient body, she almost doesn't wear pants. She also knows this habit, so he can clearly smell his wife's body odor.
It is a smell that has a fatal temptation to the opposite sex.
Before he knew it, the boy turned his nose to the woman's lower abdomen and greedily thrust his nose.
This look was so cute that Zhao Xinya found it interesting when she saw it. She did not blame him for it. Instead, she encouraged her legs to open up so that the boy could more truly appreciate the unique charm of a mature woman.
Outside the window, the snow was a little heavier, and the window frames were blown by the wind to make a crackling sound.
The boy stuck out his tongue secretly. He couldn't control his inner impulse and approached the past little by little. These days, the smell of missing him was almost crazy.
When the wish in his heart became within reach, he was most afraid of accidents. At this moment, the little ghost was so nervous that his hair stood up, and his tongue was only a few millimeters away from the imagined wetness.
The first thing I came into contact with was the finely stitched stockings of women. You can clearly feel the swelling hair below blocking the two petal-like tender flesh. The barriers are tight and it is difficult to cross the line.
Just as the boy's tongue touched the woman's stockings, Zhao Xinya's body immediately reacted and inadvertently spasmed for a moment. Then, her hand stretched out, grabbed the boy's head, and pulled it towards her.
It was like a radish pulled out of the soil. The boy's head was buried between the woman's legs. Then, his nose touched the pearl in the middle of the aquatic grass and the shallow gap in the middle of the clam shell.
The lady's breathing sound was like a serenade, gentle and low, as pleasant as a silver bell, not artificial, not exaggerated, and natural.
The little ghost licked it a few times, and was very upset about the barriers of stockings. He hoped that he could take off this layer of veil, so that his soul could be closer to his wife, and truly merged.
But the lady seemed to enjoy this obscure contact and enjoyed it. She wore off the boy's impatient mood little by little, allowing him to wake up from his excitement and realize his identity and responsibilities.
Gradually, the boy began to learn to cater to his wife's rhythm, with an orderly rhythm, but over time, his nose would still be sore and his tears would fall.
But the power of the lady pressing her hands on the little ghost's head became heavier and heavier. The boy even had the illusion that his nose seemed to be worn out, and then the fishy and sweet smell of blood penetrated and was eaten into his mouth.
This is a very special taste, like milk mixed with rouge pollen.
The lady twisted her waist and felt that her body seemed a little strange, but she didn't think much about it and was immersed in the pleasure of playing with the boy.
Happy time has no concept of time, and I don’t know how long it will take. It may be ten minutes or half an hour. Zhao Xinya feels that her emotions have been completely mobilized. After reaching a barrier that cannot be broken through, she finally let go of her hands that tightly grasped the boy’s head, guided the little ghost’s arms, and signaled to take off her pantyhose.
Probably every man will have an incomparable talent and talent when doing this job, and the little devil is no exception. He pulled off his wife's pantyhose in a few seconds, and then couldn't wait to put her little head up and chew around.
The puppy is so greedy.
Zhao Xinya's tone had a sense of anger, but she did not stop it. She just felt the gate in her body suddenly open wide, and a lot of liquid flowed out.
After frowned, Zhao Xinya also realized that her body was a little abnormal, so she found the desk lamp switch with her hand and twisted it on.
It seemed like a vent of the body, the water flowing out of the deep hole changed its color, but the ignorant little ghost didn't know what this meant.
It's so unlucky that I've had my period at this time.
Zhao Xinya sighed. She felt a little uncomfortable with her waist today. She knew that the menstrual period was coming these two days, so she planned to take down the first night of the ghost before the menstrual period came. Unexpectedly, human calculations were not as good as God's calculations, but in the end she failed and had to wait for the next chance.
However, it was still great to see the little ghost arching in her arms like a greedy kitten.
The little ghost is simple in his mind, like a piece of white paper. Although he loves women's stockings, he has never had any actual contact with women. Judging from his appearance, he should be a good student when he is in school, and he may not even touch the girl's hand.
Such a simple boy has now become a woman's plaything. I don't know if it's lucky or not, but for Zhao Xinya, it seems that she has touched the threshold of happiness, and the difference is just a shortcut.
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