Chapter 12 The Mountain Hunter (H)

At night, the couple rested in the cottage in Ningwan before, which was still the same as before, but it was difficult to squeeze out a strong man.

The two had to lie on their side, and Huo Yunshan's chest was tightly pressed against his wife's back to barely fall asleep.

Earlier, he was so lustful that Ning Wan was teased under the table. Now he was holding his wife's soft body, and he was even more lustful.

Her big hand was placed on Yingying's waist, and she could touch her big and soft breasts with a slight lift of her fingers. Her plump buttocks were pressed against her lower abdomen, and a wave of heat surged up in her body.

Ning Wan was stiff, the man behind her had a very high body temperature, and her hands and feet were completely surrounded by her, giving her a special sense of security.

There was a hard and thick stick in the crack of her buttocks. She consciously found the best way to punish men and said with a little smugness: Don't do anything randomly, my mother is next door.

Little did he know that this made the man breathe even harder. He swallowed his saliva roughly, and the stubble rubbed his wife's white and tender neck: Damn it... I just put it at the door, can I not move?

No... Ah

The sensitive tits screamed him in his hand, rubbed and scraped, and it became soft after a while. Then the words of rejection seemed to be refusing and waiting.

The idiot's other big hand was still clenching the plump buttocks through his underwear. He felt his thick knuckles sink into the soft and tender flesh from time to time. When his fingertips scratched the sensitive buttocks, a numbness spread throughout his body...

Wife, you are so delicious.Huo Yunshan lowered his voice, put his hands on it, and soon made the woman in his arms soft as spring water, and his whole body was as soft as boneless. Taking advantage of her delicate nasal sound, he held her big hand around her slender waist and raised her underwear. The underdog was pulled off by him.

Ah～！

Ning Wan let out a short and tender cry, and was startled by herself, and she lowered her voice in panic: Idiot, don’t do anything nonsense.

Pressing her between the wall and her chest, he reached into her tight legs, and his tentacles were wet and sticky. Knowing that his wife was already moved, the stick under her crotch was straighter.

He bent his knuckles to press the swollen small flesh core, and his other hand passed directly under her, grabbing her breasts and kneading her.

Well~...Ah... This body is already sensitive and juicy, and the ground being served by a man is numb, and Ning Wan only feels her heart trembling.

Except for the man's heavy breathing and his occasional moans, everything was quietly rubbing in the darkness. Suddenly, he withdrew his bad-hearted hands and felt empty in the cracks.

The next second I changed into a thicker and hotter bad thing, clamped between my legs, and swept the huge mushroom head back and forth slightly. The idiot said: I'll put it at the door, not moving..

Ke Ningwan's lower abdomen was sore and soft by his indesolate rubbing. After experiencing the joyful vagina, she gradually became impatient. She contracted and spitted out flower fluid. Whenever the big stick's head rubbed through the hole, she couldn't help but quietly lift her buttocks to kiss the turtle slit.

The two of them were rubbing their ears and their skin was close to each other. Huo Yunshan's thick and ferocious cock had long been wiping out, making him feel itchy. He couldn't help but recall the humid and hot and tight taste in the secluded path, and his penis became a little harder.

For a moment, blood rushes, muscles tense, and the force of rubbing is intentional or unintentional. The waist and hips are lightly raised, and the swollen and hot glans has been pushed into her wet slit.

Uh...Ah~

Crouch

But the small wooden bed of Pity protested loudly...