Si Hanlai kissed and pinched it. Not long after, Wen Junyue was so fascinated by him that he had lost his clothes. He didn't know when his pants were taken off.
He fell naked on Si Hanlai and touched him all over.
She almost squatted on Si Hanlai, curled up, her soft flesh squeezed into a ball, her chest, legs, and buttocks, and every ravine squeezed tightly had unfathomable temptation.
Si Han could touch her breasts with one palm. The full feel made people unable to stop. The palm pressed against her body tighter and tighter. The scorching temperature seemed to be able to burn her like milk candy.
His hands touched down from her arched back, and after sliding to her buttocks, he could feel the pink and tender lips squeezed into two shuttle-shaped pieces by his legs, which were wet and sticky, and the tentacles were warm and cool.
So wet?Si Hanlai sighed inwardly, and his low and hoarse voice was like a hard object that was wrapped in a thin film wrapped in Ralph Wen, and squeezed out a large ball of juice and flowed along his fingers into the palm of his hand.
She was as tender as a piece of tofu that had not yet been formed, and Si Hanlai just wanted to crush her and dry her, and she had no strength to do anything else.
His chest was burning with fire, and he hugged Wen Luxeau and stood up and placed her in the seat and the depressions of the backrest formed by the e-sports chair, so that he could fiddle with any movement.
Hearing that Lady Lama curled up in the depression, he couldn't exert force everywhere, Si Hanlai pulled his arms and legs apart to both sides, forming a large open shape.
He rubbed her breasts, squatted down and buried his head in her legs, and then placed his legs on his shoulders.
Wen Junyue didn't expect that this chair could still be used like this. She couldn't even use any strength in this nest. She was like a rotten flower bud. No matter how hard the person came to pick it, she had no ability to resist.
Si Hanlai leaned his head and kissed the inner side of her thigh. The tip of her nose made her itchy flesh so itchy that she couldn't do it. She couldn't even kick it away while trembling.
A pair of breasts was firmly held, and his legs were placed on his shoulders and there was no way to escape. The pleasure and the unbearable itch were intertwined. They screamed and gasped, and they returned and fro, making Wen Junyue's face flushed with tiredness.
It was obviously the same action, but different men felt really different when they did it.
Si Hanlai was wild, and every time he sucked, he conveyed a signal of destruction, as if he wanted to remove her and eat her into her stomach.
Wen Junyue was afraid that she could not bear the pleasure, and she wanted it so hard that she stuck out her butt and sat on his face, trying to ride on his face and let him lick his private parts.
She had a lot of water flowing, and the lower body was filled with a rich fragrance. Si Hanlai had been self-controlling and licking it all the way along her thighs. Her tongue officially invaded the dense area where the round and smooth shape made the man crazy.
He turned his head and made his tongue twitch, taking care of the entire canyon between the cracks of his legs, licking his pussy and rubbing his clitoris, and mixing with the water from Krachung made a sound that made people blush and beat their heartbeat.
Wen Junyue closed his eyes and immersed himself in pleasure. His legs overlapped and sandwiched on Si Hanlai's back, and his waist raised up and rubbed with his movements.
In the game, she rode her face and outputted Si Han. In reality, she also wanted to ride on his face and let his deified handsome face be covered with her vaginal fluid.
Ah…Um Ah…Riding you to death… Hearing Llaxon’s voice is quiet.
Can Si Hanlai not hear her? He instantly understood what she meant. He remembered Wen Junyue's arrogant performance after he developed during the game, and his face suddenly separated and lifted her up.
The pleasure came to an abrupt end. Wen Junyue opened his eyes and hung it upside down on his shoulder and patted him: What are you doing!
Si Han said: You can’t just let you act as a mighty person.
He fell naked on Si Hanlai and touched him all over.
She almost squatted on Si Hanlai, curled up, her soft flesh squeezed into a ball, her chest, legs, and buttocks, and every ravine squeezed tightly had unfathomable temptation.
Si Han could touch her breasts with one palm. The full feel made people unable to stop. The palm pressed against her body tighter and tighter. The scorching temperature seemed to be able to burn her like milk candy.
His hands touched down from her arched back, and after sliding to her buttocks, he could feel the pink and tender lips squeezed into two shuttle-shaped pieces by his legs, which were wet and sticky, and the tentacles were warm and cool.
So wet?Si Hanlai sighed inwardly, and his low and hoarse voice was like a hard object that was wrapped in a thin film wrapped in Ralph Wen, and squeezed out a large ball of juice and flowed along his fingers into the palm of his hand.
She was as tender as a piece of tofu that had not yet been formed, and Si Hanlai just wanted to crush her and dry her, and she had no strength to do anything else.
His chest was burning with fire, and he hugged Wen Luxeau and stood up and placed her in the seat and the depressions of the backrest formed by the e-sports chair, so that he could fiddle with any movement.
Hearing that Lady Lama curled up in the depression, he couldn't exert force everywhere, Si Hanlai pulled his arms and legs apart to both sides, forming a large open shape.
He rubbed her breasts, squatted down and buried his head in her legs, and then placed his legs on his shoulders.
Wen Junyue didn't expect that this chair could still be used like this. She couldn't even use any strength in this nest. She was like a rotten flower bud. No matter how hard the person came to pick it, she had no ability to resist.
Si Hanlai leaned his head and kissed the inner side of her thigh. The tip of her nose made her itchy flesh so itchy that she couldn't do it. She couldn't even kick it away while trembling.
A pair of breasts was firmly held, and his legs were placed on his shoulders and there was no way to escape. The pleasure and the unbearable itch were intertwined. They screamed and gasped, and they returned and fro, making Wen Junyue's face flushed with tiredness.
It was obviously the same action, but different men felt really different when they did it.
Si Hanlai was wild, and every time he sucked, he conveyed a signal of destruction, as if he wanted to remove her and eat her into her stomach.
Wen Junyue was afraid that she could not bear the pleasure, and she wanted it so hard that she stuck out her butt and sat on his face, trying to ride on his face and let him lick his private parts.
She had a lot of water flowing, and the lower body was filled with a rich fragrance. Si Hanlai had been self-controlling and licking it all the way along her thighs. Her tongue officially invaded the dense area where the round and smooth shape made the man crazy.
He turned his head and made his tongue twitch, taking care of the entire canyon between the cracks of his legs, licking his pussy and rubbing his clitoris, and mixing with the water from Krachung made a sound that made people blush and beat their heartbeat.
Wen Junyue closed his eyes and immersed himself in pleasure. His legs overlapped and sandwiched on Si Hanlai's back, and his waist raised up and rubbed with his movements.
In the game, she rode her face and outputted Si Han. In reality, she also wanted to ride on his face and let his deified handsome face be covered with her vaginal fluid.
Ah…Um Ah…Riding you to death… Hearing Llaxon’s voice is quiet.
Can Si Hanlai not hear her? He instantly understood what she meant. He remembered Wen Junyue's arrogant performance after he developed during the game, and his face suddenly separated and lifted her up.
The pleasure came to an abrupt end. Wen Junyue opened his eyes and hung it upside down on his shoulder and patted him: What are you doing!
Si Han said: You can’t just let you act as a mighty person.