Hu Tian and Hu Di's days passed quickly, and nearly half a month passed by the little girl and the man without restraint.
This day of the ceremony of apprenticeship was agreed.
The little girl who had finally gotten up from the quilt and dressed up was pressed into her arms by the man. The man pinched her chin with one hand and pressed her against the dressing table. Her waist was half bent against the bottle and jar poured a large piece of the table. The man's hot breath forced into Qiao Ruan's mouth. The extremely aggressive breath made the little girl's body weak, and her pussy that was fucked through habitually began to flow. Her legs spontaneously rubbed her waist, and the deep vagina was itchy.
One hour before the official start, the oppressive senses of the solemn and dignified person were particularly stimulating.
The outside of the house is extremely grand and full of noisy and lively.
The glass lamps in the house burned, as bright as daylight.
The tall man protected the back of the petite woman's head, pinched her chin, sucked and wiped off the lip fat from the woman's mouth bit by bit, and the hardness of the lower abdomen was pressed against the little woman's fickle heart.
A few strands of hair were scattered against the little woman's temples, and the cold sweat was slightly wet. A small face was kissed as beautiful as peaches and plums, and her eyes seemed to be dripping with water.
His lips were slightly opened and his mouth was breathing.
Master, I have all my makeup done!
The little woman raised her hand and slapped the man's chest like a complaining person.
The man refused to refuse the little woman's rebuke, and took it all away, and put it on his long arms, instead hugging the little girl tighter, holding the soft little woman, and put it on his legs with a drastic move.
Master will draw it for you again, okay?
Just a few moments of hard work can't relieve the man's thirst. These days' indulgence makes men feel good about their marrows. In the matter of tossing their disciples, men have come up with new tricks.
It even made the little girl feel like she was trying to pretend to be sick when she saw the man a few days ago, and she just wanted to walk around him.
The scorching heat in the man's lower abdomen and the little girl's white and tender clam meat were separated by only a pair of underwear, thin underwear, soaked with the body fluids of the two of them.
The purple-green horse urethra raised high, spitting out mucus in a ferocious way, passing through the layer of silk fabric, sandwiched between two white and tender clam meat, gently following the man's waist, little by little, quietly invading the little girl's territory.
Dismantle her defense.
Well...Master...
The beautiful girl couldn't help but let out a low hum.
Master... Can Master draw?
The little girl couldn't help but question. In her heart, Wen Qingxuan could be a cold and untainted immortal king, a handsome young man who traveled around the world, or even... a man who was hot, strong and insatiable on the bed.
It’s really hard to imagine Qiao Ruan, putting makeup on women?
She always admired him, otherwise she would not have tried her best to care about anything, just wanted to stand by him and be his woman.
Unfortunately, she became greedy later, and it was not enough to become his woman, but now she still wants to be his only one.
He even wanted to squeeze his wife, who had been a contract for hundreds of years, away from him.
He also wanted to erase the traces of that woman in his heart.
Although the little girl smiled, her eyes were filled with doubts and distrust.
The man's wet and hot breath deliberately blew on his snow-white and slender neck, making the girl shrink her shoulders and squeezed into the man's arms, humming and didn't know what he was saying.
Master helps the baby draw?
Although Wen Qingxuan was asking her, his tone was unquestionable.
The little girl watched as time got closer and closer, and was stunned, trying to dispel the man's unrealistic idea.
Qiao Ruan grew up next to a man. Wen Qingxuan knew what she was going to do when she stuck out her butt. At this moment, she frowned, and the distrust in her eyes was only clear and clear.
The man smiled and pushed forward with his waist.
The little girl fell softly into his arms, with most of her bones slimming down, and almost her whole body was leaning against him.
Wen Qingxuan ignored the accusation in her eyes, applied lip fat on her hands, and began to color the girl's lips.
The man used his heart and used his heart to push his tender pussy with his lower abdomen, and steadily swayed his hand, putting rouge lipstick on the little girl, and even teased the little girl with a bad heart: Is the makeup that the master put on his baby very nice?
The more the man is like this, the more uneasy the little girl is. She still wants to be beautiful today.
This may not be finished yet
The storyline is a bit long~
What are the specific settings that everyone likes for that niece? For the sake of logic, the melon may have changed it without that flavor~
This day of the ceremony of apprenticeship was agreed.
The little girl who had finally gotten up from the quilt and dressed up was pressed into her arms by the man. The man pinched her chin with one hand and pressed her against the dressing table. Her waist was half bent against the bottle and jar poured a large piece of the table. The man's hot breath forced into Qiao Ruan's mouth. The extremely aggressive breath made the little girl's body weak, and her pussy that was fucked through habitually began to flow. Her legs spontaneously rubbed her waist, and the deep vagina was itchy.
One hour before the official start, the oppressive senses of the solemn and dignified person were particularly stimulating.
The outside of the house is extremely grand and full of noisy and lively.
The glass lamps in the house burned, as bright as daylight.
The tall man protected the back of the petite woman's head, pinched her chin, sucked and wiped off the lip fat from the woman's mouth bit by bit, and the hardness of the lower abdomen was pressed against the little woman's fickle heart.
A few strands of hair were scattered against the little woman's temples, and the cold sweat was slightly wet. A small face was kissed as beautiful as peaches and plums, and her eyes seemed to be dripping with water.
His lips were slightly opened and his mouth was breathing.
Master, I have all my makeup done!
The little woman raised her hand and slapped the man's chest like a complaining person.
The man refused to refuse the little woman's rebuke, and took it all away, and put it on his long arms, instead hugging the little girl tighter, holding the soft little woman, and put it on his legs with a drastic move.
Master will draw it for you again, okay?
Just a few moments of hard work can't relieve the man's thirst. These days' indulgence makes men feel good about their marrows. In the matter of tossing their disciples, men have come up with new tricks.
It even made the little girl feel like she was trying to pretend to be sick when she saw the man a few days ago, and she just wanted to walk around him.
The scorching heat in the man's lower abdomen and the little girl's white and tender clam meat were separated by only a pair of underwear, thin underwear, soaked with the body fluids of the two of them.
The purple-green horse urethra raised high, spitting out mucus in a ferocious way, passing through the layer of silk fabric, sandwiched between two white and tender clam meat, gently following the man's waist, little by little, quietly invading the little girl's territory.
Dismantle her defense.
Well...Master...
The beautiful girl couldn't help but let out a low hum.
Master... Can Master draw?
The little girl couldn't help but question. In her heart, Wen Qingxuan could be a cold and untainted immortal king, a handsome young man who traveled around the world, or even... a man who was hot, strong and insatiable on the bed.
It’s really hard to imagine Qiao Ruan, putting makeup on women?
She always admired him, otherwise she would not have tried her best to care about anything, just wanted to stand by him and be his woman.
Unfortunately, she became greedy later, and it was not enough to become his woman, but now she still wants to be his only one.
He even wanted to squeeze his wife, who had been a contract for hundreds of years, away from him.
He also wanted to erase the traces of that woman in his heart.
Although the little girl smiled, her eyes were filled with doubts and distrust.
The man's wet and hot breath deliberately blew on his snow-white and slender neck, making the girl shrink her shoulders and squeezed into the man's arms, humming and didn't know what he was saying.
Master helps the baby draw?
Although Wen Qingxuan was asking her, his tone was unquestionable.
The little girl watched as time got closer and closer, and was stunned, trying to dispel the man's unrealistic idea.
Qiao Ruan grew up next to a man. Wen Qingxuan knew what she was going to do when she stuck out her butt. At this moment, she frowned, and the distrust in her eyes was only clear and clear.
The man smiled and pushed forward with his waist.
The little girl fell softly into his arms, with most of her bones slimming down, and almost her whole body was leaning against him.
Wen Qingxuan ignored the accusation in her eyes, applied lip fat on her hands, and began to color the girl's lips.
The man used his heart and used his heart to push his tender pussy with his lower abdomen, and steadily swayed his hand, putting rouge lipstick on the little girl, and even teased the little girl with a bad heart: Is the makeup that the master put on his baby very nice?
The more the man is like this, the more uneasy the little girl is. She still wants to be beautiful today.
This may not be finished yet
The storyline is a bit long~
What are the specific settings that everyone likes for that niece? For the sake of logic, the melon may have changed it without that flavor~
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