Really?Can you still come?Nam Sung-jae was also a little surprised now, and even slowed down. He looked down at Xiaoyeon's cheeks that were red and covered with sweat.
Xiaoyan also responded to him with a fiery gaze, squinting her big furry eyes, her small mouth twitched gently, and said softly: I don’t know... I still have a feeling anyway, I feel like I’ve been swaying in the clouds, shaking, but I haven’t come down...
Nam Chengzai laughed and shook his butt and pushed it hard a few times. Xiaoyan immediately screamed a few times, not as depressed and shy as before, as if she had no concern about me and the old man next door in the room.
You are so bad that you are reaching my throat... Xiaoyan exaggeratedly described her feelings, and her two little hands scratched Nam Chengzai's constantly undulating waist.
Xiaoyan's description made me feel a little ashamed. I believe that the hugeness of Nam Sung-jae's things can fill and touch the places that Xiaoyan has never been touched. This is something that my real husband is unable to do, which makes me very ashamed.
Does it hurt?Nam Sung-jae asked Xiaoyeon again with concern.
At least he was still worried about Xiaoyan's feelings. I could only comfort myself like this, just like a licking dog secretly paying attention to whether his goddess felt wronged when she was being penetrated by a scumbag.
Xiaoyan shook her head vigorously and said softly: ...It was a little bit when I first came in, but it didn't hurt anymore. I felt that our things were born to be paired together. When you came in...ah... it was in my innermost position. If you had less, you wouldn't touch it. If you had more, I would explode...ah...
My heart trembled. She had never told me about this description. Most of the time she was under me, she was saying such words, which were so comfortable and hard. However, she had never heard her mention this kind of natural pairing evaluation.
Nam Sung-jae smiled and gasped heavily, swaying her waist heavy and extremely powerfully, hitting between Xiao Yeon's legs, making continuous sounds of slap.
Xiaoyan continued to close her eyes, her nose was covered with fine small water droplets, and she scratched her hands between Nan Chengzai's undulating waist, leaving only a soft hum.
Sure enough, under the heavy impact of Nam Chengzai, within a few minutes, Xiaoyan's legs were wrapped around Nam Chengzai's buttocks, and her body stiffened, she tilted her head hard, closed her eyes tightly and screamed: Come on...ah...
The climax this time seemed not as violent as the two times before, and it subsided quickly. Xiaoyan only had a stalemate for a few seconds before softening, muttering: It's so fucking comfortable... Okay... Come on, I don't want it anymore...
Nam Sung-jae tried hard to maintain the frequency of the impact. She waited until Xiaoyan's octopus-like limbs were wrapped around her and then calmed her breathing, completely pressed her body on Xiaoyan's body, and walked her hands through her, hugged her shoulders with one hand, stuffed Xiaoyan's butt with the other, lifted her butt with force, concentrated all the strength of her body on her waist and hips, and suddenly exerted force, and began to thrust her hips violently.
Ah... Ah... Xiaoyan stopped talking, only moaning, her hands passed through his entanglement, held her knees hard, and stretched her legs hard to maximize so that her hard impact could reach the deepest point every time.
It can be seen that Nam Sung-jae is exerting all his strength. His feet, which were standing by the kang, were both kicking hard on the kang. The strong muscles of his legs were tensed due to the extreme force. The dark skin flashed with crystal water in the moonlight, as if he was already sweating profusely. Xiaoyan was also sweating all over. In addition to making a cracking sound due to the impact, the two of them would also make a sticky sound of water at the stall where they pushed and twisted their waists before Nam Sung-jae tried hard.
...Well...I can't help it...I'm going to cum in your pussy... Nam Sung-jae's movements became more and more fierce, and the sound of slap and slap was connected.
Xiaoyan didn't refuse, and immediately wrapped her arms around Nam Sung-jae's chest, pressed her legs against the crotch that was hit hard, and muttered anxiously: Cum to me... cum in my pussy...
I felt a chill. This swearing words came from between the beautiful lips and teeth, which made me feel disgusted.
Nam Sung-jae suddenly leaned over and put his head and face against Xiaoyan's neck, bowed his body, and arched his hips between Xiaoyan's legs, and let out a low roar in his throat: Uh... fuck... fuck you to death!...
His movements stiffened when they reached the maximum amplitude, as if he wanted to pour all his strength into his penis under his waist and crotch, and pour all his strength into Xiaoyan's vagina.
The mattresses on the kang were clattering loudly by his pedal.
Oh... Xiaoyan also pulled the long tail sound, raised her hips, and used her weak body to support Nam Chengzai's stiff confrontation.
Hu... Hu... Nam Chengzai gasped heavily and slowly softened.
Oh... it's out... Nam Sung-jae was still deeply inserted into her body, but Xiaoyeon suddenly shouted, trying to stuff her hands into the gap between the two of them.
Nam Sung-jae's aura was not calm, and he pressed on Xiaoyan lazily, looking like he didn't want to move.
Oh... I'm on the whole mattress... You've ejaculated three times today, why are there so many more?Xiaoyan asked in surprise.
Hu...no, I feel... Hu... is much less than before... Nam Sung-jae gasped, struggling to lift up his upper body, looking down at the junction of the two.
Xiaoyan seemed to have touched something with her hand, pulled her hand back, tentatively smelled under her nose, frowned and said with disgust: I don’t know what you are eating, the smell of semen is so strong...
Nam Seung-jae smiled embarrassedly and arched her hips and Xiaoyeon's hips.
From the frame, you can see that the black egg bag between his legs was completely relaxed and drooping. The guy who had just stood up angry now looked dejected now, looking covered with sticky foam paste, swinging with his movements.
Xiaoyan immediately shrank her waist, reached out and covered her legs, and said anxiously: They are all out... Are there any tissues?
Nam Sung-jae smiled and said: Use my clothes.
Xiaoyan shook her head and said: Your clothes are dirty, where are my underwear?
As he said that, he looked around the kang and finally found a ball of clothes in the corner, picked up her own underwear and wiped it hard between her legs.
Nam Sung-jae's breath had almost recovered, but she was still a little breathing. She grabbed her pants and underwear, held her soft guy in one hand, wiped it clean, and threw the pants that had wiped her dick onto the ground, covering the lid of the cellar.
To be honest, I was in the cellar and I had never smelled anything in the room above, but when the pants were covered with the cellar, a strong smell of semen immediately poured into the cellar, and the lewd smell of sexual intercourse had just been circulated in the narrow cellar.
I can't see anything, and of course, nothing is good to watch.
They are just cleaning the battlefield.
I didn't hear the sound of Nam Sung-jae going to the ground. The footsteps that jumped lightly to the ground were Xiaoyan. I could tell it. She carefully left the room, and after a while, she came back and heard the sound of a basin filled with water.
The sound of washing up.
Don't sleep for now...you wash and then sleep... Xiaoyan whispered.
But no reply.
...The dead thing... I just looked like a big monster, but now I sleep like a pig!Xiaoyan muttered.
The trousers blocked my view, and I could only hear Xiaoyan muttering a few words, and then there was no sound.
The room finally became quiet.
I have no sense of time here, so I can only distinguish between day and night. I have experienced too many things this night, and I don’t know what time it is now. Listening to the sweet snoring of the two people gradually sounded in the room, my eyelids slowly became heavier.
Live one day, it doesn’t make sense to think too much. Everything has to wait for the rescue team to come. When I regain my freedom, I will return all the humiliation and hurt to this beast together!
The wound no longer hurts, but it feels so itchy that it is piercing. My hands are handcuffed behind my back, and my sleeping posture is also problematic, so I will basically wake up in less than a few dozen minutes.
Last night, Nam Sung-jae fed me a lot of water, and this little water actually made my abdomen start to tossing. It was the fourth day I came here. Apart from the few urinations in my pants, I didn’t even have a single bowel movement. I don’t know what was wrong with the water today. I just closed my eyes for a while and my stomach started to feel a dull pain like falling.
If so, it can only be pulled in your pants.
I tried to push my strength down, and I had the desire to shit, but I couldn't pull it out.
Forget it, life seems to be like shit. Sometimes you try hard but find that you can't pull it out. Sometimes you need to endure it, but you can't hold it back.
Then I fell asleep and soon became confused again.
When I woke up again, I was woken up by a burst of rapid slap.
When I woke up, I noticed that it was not only a series of slap sounds, but also Xiaoyan's suppressed moans.
I opened my eyes in a daze, but there was still darkness around me. Has the night not passed yet?
Looking up, I remembered that the cellar cover was covered by Nan Chengzai's trousers. Through the fabric of the trousers, I could barely see that the room was bright.
It was already dawn and the two men had already started shooting morning artillery.
There was nothing outside. Listening to the sound, I felt that the two of them had already started for a while, because Nam Sung-jae was already gasping for breath and began to roar, and the sound of the slap was already very dense and sticky.
A cough sound was heard outside the window.
The two in the room immediately lowered the sound a few degrees, but I could hear that the friction between them did not stop.
It seems that Old Man Park has already gotten up, and the two of them are still doing friction exercises.
Really OK.
What can I say?I can only admire it.
Xiaoyan also responded to him with a fiery gaze, squinting her big furry eyes, her small mouth twitched gently, and said softly: I don’t know... I still have a feeling anyway, I feel like I’ve been swaying in the clouds, shaking, but I haven’t come down...
Nam Chengzai laughed and shook his butt and pushed it hard a few times. Xiaoyan immediately screamed a few times, not as depressed and shy as before, as if she had no concern about me and the old man next door in the room.
You are so bad that you are reaching my throat... Xiaoyan exaggeratedly described her feelings, and her two little hands scratched Nam Chengzai's constantly undulating waist.
Xiaoyan's description made me feel a little ashamed. I believe that the hugeness of Nam Sung-jae's things can fill and touch the places that Xiaoyan has never been touched. This is something that my real husband is unable to do, which makes me very ashamed.
Does it hurt?Nam Sung-jae asked Xiaoyeon again with concern.
At least he was still worried about Xiaoyan's feelings. I could only comfort myself like this, just like a licking dog secretly paying attention to whether his goddess felt wronged when she was being penetrated by a scumbag.
Xiaoyan shook her head vigorously and said softly: ...It was a little bit when I first came in, but it didn't hurt anymore. I felt that our things were born to be paired together. When you came in...ah... it was in my innermost position. If you had less, you wouldn't touch it. If you had more, I would explode...ah...
My heart trembled. She had never told me about this description. Most of the time she was under me, she was saying such words, which were so comfortable and hard. However, she had never heard her mention this kind of natural pairing evaluation.
Nam Sung-jae smiled and gasped heavily, swaying her waist heavy and extremely powerfully, hitting between Xiao Yeon's legs, making continuous sounds of slap.
Xiaoyan continued to close her eyes, her nose was covered with fine small water droplets, and she scratched her hands between Nan Chengzai's undulating waist, leaving only a soft hum.
Sure enough, under the heavy impact of Nam Chengzai, within a few minutes, Xiaoyan's legs were wrapped around Nam Chengzai's buttocks, and her body stiffened, she tilted her head hard, closed her eyes tightly and screamed: Come on...ah...
The climax this time seemed not as violent as the two times before, and it subsided quickly. Xiaoyan only had a stalemate for a few seconds before softening, muttering: It's so fucking comfortable... Okay... Come on, I don't want it anymore...
Nam Sung-jae tried hard to maintain the frequency of the impact. She waited until Xiaoyan's octopus-like limbs were wrapped around her and then calmed her breathing, completely pressed her body on Xiaoyan's body, and walked her hands through her, hugged her shoulders with one hand, stuffed Xiaoyan's butt with the other, lifted her butt with force, concentrated all the strength of her body on her waist and hips, and suddenly exerted force, and began to thrust her hips violently.
Ah... Ah... Xiaoyan stopped talking, only moaning, her hands passed through his entanglement, held her knees hard, and stretched her legs hard to maximize so that her hard impact could reach the deepest point every time.
It can be seen that Nam Sung-jae is exerting all his strength. His feet, which were standing by the kang, were both kicking hard on the kang. The strong muscles of his legs were tensed due to the extreme force. The dark skin flashed with crystal water in the moonlight, as if he was already sweating profusely. Xiaoyan was also sweating all over. In addition to making a cracking sound due to the impact, the two of them would also make a sticky sound of water at the stall where they pushed and twisted their waists before Nam Sung-jae tried hard.
...Well...I can't help it...I'm going to cum in your pussy... Nam Sung-jae's movements became more and more fierce, and the sound of slap and slap was connected.
Xiaoyan didn't refuse, and immediately wrapped her arms around Nam Sung-jae's chest, pressed her legs against the crotch that was hit hard, and muttered anxiously: Cum to me... cum in my pussy...
I felt a chill. This swearing words came from between the beautiful lips and teeth, which made me feel disgusted.
Nam Sung-jae suddenly leaned over and put his head and face against Xiaoyan's neck, bowed his body, and arched his hips between Xiaoyan's legs, and let out a low roar in his throat: Uh... fuck... fuck you to death!...
His movements stiffened when they reached the maximum amplitude, as if he wanted to pour all his strength into his penis under his waist and crotch, and pour all his strength into Xiaoyan's vagina.
The mattresses on the kang were clattering loudly by his pedal.
Oh... Xiaoyan also pulled the long tail sound, raised her hips, and used her weak body to support Nam Chengzai's stiff confrontation.
Hu... Hu... Nam Chengzai gasped heavily and slowly softened.
Oh... it's out... Nam Sung-jae was still deeply inserted into her body, but Xiaoyeon suddenly shouted, trying to stuff her hands into the gap between the two of them.
Nam Sung-jae's aura was not calm, and he pressed on Xiaoyan lazily, looking like he didn't want to move.
Oh... I'm on the whole mattress... You've ejaculated three times today, why are there so many more?Xiaoyan asked in surprise.
Hu...no, I feel... Hu... is much less than before... Nam Sung-jae gasped, struggling to lift up his upper body, looking down at the junction of the two.
Xiaoyan seemed to have touched something with her hand, pulled her hand back, tentatively smelled under her nose, frowned and said with disgust: I don’t know what you are eating, the smell of semen is so strong...
Nam Seung-jae smiled embarrassedly and arched her hips and Xiaoyeon's hips.
From the frame, you can see that the black egg bag between his legs was completely relaxed and drooping. The guy who had just stood up angry now looked dejected now, looking covered with sticky foam paste, swinging with his movements.
Xiaoyan immediately shrank her waist, reached out and covered her legs, and said anxiously: They are all out... Are there any tissues?
Nam Sung-jae smiled and said: Use my clothes.
Xiaoyan shook her head and said: Your clothes are dirty, where are my underwear?
As he said that, he looked around the kang and finally found a ball of clothes in the corner, picked up her own underwear and wiped it hard between her legs.
Nam Sung-jae's breath had almost recovered, but she was still a little breathing. She grabbed her pants and underwear, held her soft guy in one hand, wiped it clean, and threw the pants that had wiped her dick onto the ground, covering the lid of the cellar.
To be honest, I was in the cellar and I had never smelled anything in the room above, but when the pants were covered with the cellar, a strong smell of semen immediately poured into the cellar, and the lewd smell of sexual intercourse had just been circulated in the narrow cellar.
I can't see anything, and of course, nothing is good to watch.
They are just cleaning the battlefield.
I didn't hear the sound of Nam Sung-jae going to the ground. The footsteps that jumped lightly to the ground were Xiaoyan. I could tell it. She carefully left the room, and after a while, she came back and heard the sound of a basin filled with water.
The sound of washing up.
Don't sleep for now...you wash and then sleep... Xiaoyan whispered.
But no reply.
...The dead thing... I just looked like a big monster, but now I sleep like a pig!Xiaoyan muttered.
The trousers blocked my view, and I could only hear Xiaoyan muttering a few words, and then there was no sound.
The room finally became quiet.
I have no sense of time here, so I can only distinguish between day and night. I have experienced too many things this night, and I don’t know what time it is now. Listening to the sweet snoring of the two people gradually sounded in the room, my eyelids slowly became heavier.
Live one day, it doesn’t make sense to think too much. Everything has to wait for the rescue team to come. When I regain my freedom, I will return all the humiliation and hurt to this beast together!
The wound no longer hurts, but it feels so itchy that it is piercing. My hands are handcuffed behind my back, and my sleeping posture is also problematic, so I will basically wake up in less than a few dozen minutes.
Last night, Nam Sung-jae fed me a lot of water, and this little water actually made my abdomen start to tossing. It was the fourth day I came here. Apart from the few urinations in my pants, I didn’t even have a single bowel movement. I don’t know what was wrong with the water today. I just closed my eyes for a while and my stomach started to feel a dull pain like falling.
If so, it can only be pulled in your pants.
I tried to push my strength down, and I had the desire to shit, but I couldn't pull it out.
Forget it, life seems to be like shit. Sometimes you try hard but find that you can't pull it out. Sometimes you need to endure it, but you can't hold it back.
Then I fell asleep and soon became confused again.
When I woke up again, I was woken up by a burst of rapid slap.
When I woke up, I noticed that it was not only a series of slap sounds, but also Xiaoyan's suppressed moans.
I opened my eyes in a daze, but there was still darkness around me. Has the night not passed yet?
Looking up, I remembered that the cellar cover was covered by Nan Chengzai's trousers. Through the fabric of the trousers, I could barely see that the room was bright.
It was already dawn and the two men had already started shooting morning artillery.
There was nothing outside. Listening to the sound, I felt that the two of them had already started for a while, because Nam Sung-jae was already gasping for breath and began to roar, and the sound of the slap was already very dense and sticky.
A cough sound was heard outside the window.
The two in the room immediately lowered the sound a few degrees, but I could hear that the friction between them did not stop.
It seems that Old Man Park has already gotten up, and the two of them are still doing friction exercises.
Really OK.
What can I say?I can only admire it.
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