The goddess drank the whole glass of dark beer in one breath and sat on the soft bed, leaving her buttocks hidden in it.
Putting the wine glass on the head of the bed, the woman's eyes became blurred. The Japanese boy knelt in front of her and slowly moved down her thighs with a massage. When passing through her ankles, the fingertips of his fingers gently pressed the heels of his high heels, so that the high heels fell gently on the ground without any sound.
The boy lowered his head, gently kissed the woman's beautiful jade toe, and then put it in his mouth and sucked it hard.
In the tribe, only pure girls can touch all parts of the goddess's body. Only a few of the teenagers who are sleeping have the honor to kiss her jade feet.
The goddess did not express any anger about the abruptness of the boy. This was also considered as following the local customs and the other party controlled the rhythm entirely.
The tiger wore a squatted on the ground not far away, guarding the goddess, looking very quiet, like a stone sculpture, and even the atmosphere would not be revealed.
The Japanese boy patiently and meticulously washed all the women's feet, and then used the tip of his tongue as a medium to swim upward from the woman's toes, drawing a curved arc, and the goal was naturally to point directly to Huanglong Mansion.
When he was about to approach the woman's mysterious garden, the boy retreated instead of advancing and drew a symmetrical line from the woman's other leg.
The force he used was appropriate, and he continued to add beautiful colors to it, and finally formed a strong pink. Even the goddess was so moved by the young man that she was a little excited.
The woman's body slowly fell on the bed, her legs slightly raised, holding the boy's strong shoulders. The anticipated touch did not come. The boy's tongue continued to move up along the hair on the flower, and wandered among the shallow and small ravines.
About three minutes later, the boy felt that the bottom of his neck had begun to moisten, but before he could reach the ideal spring tide, he continued to advance and began to climb around the two peaks in front.
Just like the Tai Chi pusher in Chinese martial arts, the big circle is wrapped around the small circle, constantly sucking up the tides in a woman's body, waiting for the moment when the water floods the golden mountain.
The goddess had never enjoyed such graceful service. She sang a low and coquettish voice in her throat, as if she had blown the horn of charge. The Japanese boy knew that the time was ripe, and if she continued to provoke it, the guests might be angry.
The cow head was wearing a white cloth cover, then stepped across a river and arched into the fields.
The soldiers rushed out of the trenches, one after another, and desperately struggling, just like Zhao Zilong was in and out of Cao's army, covered in blood, but A Dou in his arms was always safe and sound.
The spear flew like a dragon, and the heavy rain fell. A white ball of air spurted out from the nostrils of the ancient general who was like a white gun, constantly shaking his body, making crackling sounds. His whole body suddenly swelled, and he cut through the enemy's camp, and then he encountered the only enemy in his destiny.
The woman hugged the boy tightly and used a very mysterious language on the earth to urge the boy to speed up his efforts.
The boy couldn't understand what the woman was saying, but he understood what she meant, and the woman's charming face reflected in her pupils.
The appearance of the goddess has a stunning and charming beauty, especially when she is happy, which can completely melt a man's heart and soul. Perhaps the queen of King Zhou, Daji, and King You of Zhou, Bao Si, were just like this.
In an instant, the boy was fascinated by the woman's bones and could no longer hold on. He began to prepare to call the gold to withdraw the troops, but the woman was in a hurry. She pressed her fingers on the back of the cow for a few times, which made the boy become fierce again. A Dou, who could not be helped, was thrown to death by Zhao Zilong, and ran wildly, and took Cao Zhe's head.
This exciting battle lasted for thousands of rounds. Zhao Zilong wrung his helmet, revealing the red-faced general's head and hit his head on Buzhou Mountain.
With a bang, the general's brain burst, and the young man fell softly into the woman's arms.
The goddess put the boy on the bed and sat up. The tiger baby came over to clean the woman's body, served her to dress neatly, and walked out of the private room.
After replenishing the young man's essence, a charming and beautiful look appeared on the goddess's face. In Zhao Xinya's eyes, she also felt a illumination.
The current general manager of the Business Hall is Wang Ximeng, the daughter of Sister Zhang. She was chatting with Zhao Xinya. When she saw the goddess coming over, she greeted the extremely charming aunt.
Zhao Xinya just told Wang Ximeng that the goddess was a patriarch of the ethnic minority, and she did not explain the specific place.
Wang Ximeng is no longer the crazy girl three years ago, but has transformed into a versatile shopping mall strong woman. Although she is still young, she learns things very quickly, and even Zhao's father admires her very much.
Seeing the tiger baby, Wang Ximeng moved her childlike heart again: This dog is so cute, can I touch it?Zhao Xinya asked the little devil to translate it, but the goddess did not object and told Huwa to be honest and not to hurt the girl.
Wang Ximeng walked to Huwa's side, stroked the hair on Huwa's face with her slender hands, and said curiously: Is this a dog or a baboon Ah, her eyes look the same as humans, and she looks pretty.
Zhao Xinya chuckled after hearing this and said in a slight manner: This is a national protected animal, and it was from him that humans evolved.
Wow, is it an ape?It's not extinct. Aunt Xinya, if there is such a pet, would you buy one and give it to me?
This one is already the last one on earth, but there is no place to buy it, and it is very wild and ordinary people cannot tame it.
Wang Ximeng showed a regretful look. She really liked this big guy.
At the end of the corridor, a cute little boy suddenly walked towards Wang Ximeng.
My child husband and cute little pet are here.
Wang Ximeng smiled sweetly at the boy, who was He Qisheng, the only son of Qi Hong and Xiao Yuer.
Putting the wine glass on the head of the bed, the woman's eyes became blurred. The Japanese boy knelt in front of her and slowly moved down her thighs with a massage. When passing through her ankles, the fingertips of his fingers gently pressed the heels of his high heels, so that the high heels fell gently on the ground without any sound.
The boy lowered his head, gently kissed the woman's beautiful jade toe, and then put it in his mouth and sucked it hard.
In the tribe, only pure girls can touch all parts of the goddess's body. Only a few of the teenagers who are sleeping have the honor to kiss her jade feet.
The goddess did not express any anger about the abruptness of the boy. This was also considered as following the local customs and the other party controlled the rhythm entirely.
The tiger wore a squatted on the ground not far away, guarding the goddess, looking very quiet, like a stone sculpture, and even the atmosphere would not be revealed.
The Japanese boy patiently and meticulously washed all the women's feet, and then used the tip of his tongue as a medium to swim upward from the woman's toes, drawing a curved arc, and the goal was naturally to point directly to Huanglong Mansion.
When he was about to approach the woman's mysterious garden, the boy retreated instead of advancing and drew a symmetrical line from the woman's other leg.
The force he used was appropriate, and he continued to add beautiful colors to it, and finally formed a strong pink. Even the goddess was so moved by the young man that she was a little excited.
The woman's body slowly fell on the bed, her legs slightly raised, holding the boy's strong shoulders. The anticipated touch did not come. The boy's tongue continued to move up along the hair on the flower, and wandered among the shallow and small ravines.
About three minutes later, the boy felt that the bottom of his neck had begun to moisten, but before he could reach the ideal spring tide, he continued to advance and began to climb around the two peaks in front.
Just like the Tai Chi pusher in Chinese martial arts, the big circle is wrapped around the small circle, constantly sucking up the tides in a woman's body, waiting for the moment when the water floods the golden mountain.
The goddess had never enjoyed such graceful service. She sang a low and coquettish voice in her throat, as if she had blown the horn of charge. The Japanese boy knew that the time was ripe, and if she continued to provoke it, the guests might be angry.
The cow head was wearing a white cloth cover, then stepped across a river and arched into the fields.
The soldiers rushed out of the trenches, one after another, and desperately struggling, just like Zhao Zilong was in and out of Cao's army, covered in blood, but A Dou in his arms was always safe and sound.
The spear flew like a dragon, and the heavy rain fell. A white ball of air spurted out from the nostrils of the ancient general who was like a white gun, constantly shaking his body, making crackling sounds. His whole body suddenly swelled, and he cut through the enemy's camp, and then he encountered the only enemy in his destiny.
The woman hugged the boy tightly and used a very mysterious language on the earth to urge the boy to speed up his efforts.
The boy couldn't understand what the woman was saying, but he understood what she meant, and the woman's charming face reflected in her pupils.
The appearance of the goddess has a stunning and charming beauty, especially when she is happy, which can completely melt a man's heart and soul. Perhaps the queen of King Zhou, Daji, and King You of Zhou, Bao Si, were just like this.
In an instant, the boy was fascinated by the woman's bones and could no longer hold on. He began to prepare to call the gold to withdraw the troops, but the woman was in a hurry. She pressed her fingers on the back of the cow for a few times, which made the boy become fierce again. A Dou, who could not be helped, was thrown to death by Zhao Zilong, and ran wildly, and took Cao Zhe's head.
This exciting battle lasted for thousands of rounds. Zhao Zilong wrung his helmet, revealing the red-faced general's head and hit his head on Buzhou Mountain.
With a bang, the general's brain burst, and the young man fell softly into the woman's arms.
The goddess put the boy on the bed and sat up. The tiger baby came over to clean the woman's body, served her to dress neatly, and walked out of the private room.
After replenishing the young man's essence, a charming and beautiful look appeared on the goddess's face. In Zhao Xinya's eyes, she also felt a illumination.
The current general manager of the Business Hall is Wang Ximeng, the daughter of Sister Zhang. She was chatting with Zhao Xinya. When she saw the goddess coming over, she greeted the extremely charming aunt.
Zhao Xinya just told Wang Ximeng that the goddess was a patriarch of the ethnic minority, and she did not explain the specific place.
Wang Ximeng is no longer the crazy girl three years ago, but has transformed into a versatile shopping mall strong woman. Although she is still young, she learns things very quickly, and even Zhao's father admires her very much.
Seeing the tiger baby, Wang Ximeng moved her childlike heart again: This dog is so cute, can I touch it?Zhao Xinya asked the little devil to translate it, but the goddess did not object and told Huwa to be honest and not to hurt the girl.
Wang Ximeng walked to Huwa's side, stroked the hair on Huwa's face with her slender hands, and said curiously: Is this a dog or a baboon Ah, her eyes look the same as humans, and she looks pretty.
Zhao Xinya chuckled after hearing this and said in a slight manner: This is a national protected animal, and it was from him that humans evolved.
Wow, is it an ape?It's not extinct. Aunt Xinya, if there is such a pet, would you buy one and give it to me?
This one is already the last one on earth, but there is no place to buy it, and it is very wild and ordinary people cannot tame it.
Wang Ximeng showed a regretful look. She really liked this big guy.
At the end of the corridor, a cute little boy suddenly walked towards Wang Ximeng.
My child husband and cute little pet are here.
Wang Ximeng smiled sweetly at the boy, who was He Qisheng, the only son of Qi Hong and Xiao Yuer.
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