The two people who climbed to the top at the same time remained in a connected position, and did not move for a long time, buffering the trembling afterglow.
At some point, Ning Wan had stretched out her hand to wrap her neck around the man's neck, buried her head and humming, but her heart was still beating wildly. After the relief, the seven souls finally returned three souls.
Just like breaking out of the cocoon, the six consciousnesses gradually returned to their positions, and then they realized that they were already naked, and the man had only half taken off his underwear, his body was still covered in dusty black clothes, his nose was filled with sweat, mixed with the saliva, milk, and vaginal fluid that overflowed during the kiss, which seemed even more misty. In this abandoned but bright broken house, a long desire was once again mobilized.
As her mind moved, Ning Wan secretly contracted her lower abdomen, and the flesh of the hole that was still holding a semi-soft penis was gently squirming. Almost at the same time, the penis became congested and swollen, quickly spreading the wrinkles inside.
She murmured with charm, grinning with him, half a prayer, half a command: Fang Junchi, I want it
Fang Junchi could not control her. He turned his head and held the lips that were spitting out sweet breath, licked and entangled her, wishing she could swallow her whole.
It was not until her chest was violently undulating that she turned her head and whispered: Be good, let's change the position.
Ning Wan was addicted to lust, and she wanted to pound the weapon buried in the hole and poke it. It would be better to relieve the endless itch in her body. Of course, she listened to everything: Well... OK~
With a pop, the flesh blade pulled out of the corridor. Because it was too tight, a large wave of transparent, thin white liquid dripping out from the red and white mouths, Ning Wan was both happy and empty.
She felt that she was being carried off the table and put it in a backward position. Her feet were fucked until they became weak. Fortunately, the man stretched out his arms and snatched her down.
Then the buttocks were gently pushed away, and when the egg-sized meat crown reached the smooth hole, it was spontaneously held by the greedy tender flesh. With the lubrication of the previous wet liquid, it went very smoothly.
Fang Jun slowly swayed his hips and thrust slowly, but he pushed to the end every time he inserted it, and when he pulled it out, he left the crown wrapped around him reluctantly.
The joy brought by this slow but powerful movement is more profound. Soon the woman under her hums lightly according to the rhythm, pressing her hips back when the man inserted it, and leaning forward slightly when pulling it out. With this combination, the combination is closer, and the center of the flower is numb and sore.
The two of them had a tacit understanding, not like the crazy and insane one before, but also had a ecstasy feeling of blending and blending.
Fang Junchi stared at her with a good look and stroked her. As the two of them were tangled breaths, the woman's moans, the sound of water when they were twitching, and the sound of her waist and hips hitting her trembling buttocks, a hot and crystal tears fell on the woman's sweaty back, which was indescribable.
He is taking possession of her!From hair to toes, from her tears, blood, sweat beads, to the wet liquid that gushed out of her vagina, he can still possess everything he can!
During the family banquet in the palace that day, he had several battles between heaven and man in his mind, and finally made up his mind to make another plan. He must not ask Qingpity to enter the palace.
But who knew that when the banquet was about to end, King Pingxi suddenly said that although the singing and dancing in the palace were exquisite, it was quite boring to watch every year. It would be better to see some fresh ones and ask someone to invite Shuyu to the top card.
Fang Junchi immediately reported to the emperor that it was a noble place in the palace, so he still had to take into account the royal face.
Emperor You became even more interested when he saw him obstructing him. The news of Eunuch Rong was just heard, and a woman wearing a white feathered dress and a white gauze scarf was introduced to the stage.
He had always been calm and self-controlling, and almost came out of the crowd, but at the moment the woman danced, he realized that it was not his junior.
At some point, Ning Wan had stretched out her hand to wrap her neck around the man's neck, buried her head and humming, but her heart was still beating wildly. After the relief, the seven souls finally returned three souls.
Just like breaking out of the cocoon, the six consciousnesses gradually returned to their positions, and then they realized that they were already naked, and the man had only half taken off his underwear, his body was still covered in dusty black clothes, his nose was filled with sweat, mixed with the saliva, milk, and vaginal fluid that overflowed during the kiss, which seemed even more misty. In this abandoned but bright broken house, a long desire was once again mobilized.
As her mind moved, Ning Wan secretly contracted her lower abdomen, and the flesh of the hole that was still holding a semi-soft penis was gently squirming. Almost at the same time, the penis became congested and swollen, quickly spreading the wrinkles inside.
She murmured with charm, grinning with him, half a prayer, half a command: Fang Junchi, I want it
Fang Junchi could not control her. He turned his head and held the lips that were spitting out sweet breath, licked and entangled her, wishing she could swallow her whole.
It was not until her chest was violently undulating that she turned her head and whispered: Be good, let's change the position.
Ning Wan was addicted to lust, and she wanted to pound the weapon buried in the hole and poke it. It would be better to relieve the endless itch in her body. Of course, she listened to everything: Well... OK~
With a pop, the flesh blade pulled out of the corridor. Because it was too tight, a large wave of transparent, thin white liquid dripping out from the red and white mouths, Ning Wan was both happy and empty.
She felt that she was being carried off the table and put it in a backward position. Her feet were fucked until they became weak. Fortunately, the man stretched out his arms and snatched her down.
Then the buttocks were gently pushed away, and when the egg-sized meat crown reached the smooth hole, it was spontaneously held by the greedy tender flesh. With the lubrication of the previous wet liquid, it went very smoothly.
Fang Jun slowly swayed his hips and thrust slowly, but he pushed to the end every time he inserted it, and when he pulled it out, he left the crown wrapped around him reluctantly.
The joy brought by this slow but powerful movement is more profound. Soon the woman under her hums lightly according to the rhythm, pressing her hips back when the man inserted it, and leaning forward slightly when pulling it out. With this combination, the combination is closer, and the center of the flower is numb and sore.
The two of them had a tacit understanding, not like the crazy and insane one before, but also had a ecstasy feeling of blending and blending.
Fang Junchi stared at her with a good look and stroked her. As the two of them were tangled breaths, the woman's moans, the sound of water when they were twitching, and the sound of her waist and hips hitting her trembling buttocks, a hot and crystal tears fell on the woman's sweaty back, which was indescribable.
He is taking possession of her!From hair to toes, from her tears, blood, sweat beads, to the wet liquid that gushed out of her vagina, he can still possess everything he can!
During the family banquet in the palace that day, he had several battles between heaven and man in his mind, and finally made up his mind to make another plan. He must not ask Qingpity to enter the palace.
But who knew that when the banquet was about to end, King Pingxi suddenly said that although the singing and dancing in the palace were exquisite, it was quite boring to watch every year. It would be better to see some fresh ones and ask someone to invite Shuyu to the top card.
Fang Junchi immediately reported to the emperor that it was a noble place in the palace, so he still had to take into account the royal face.
Emperor You became even more interested when he saw him obstructing him. The news of Eunuch Rong was just heard, and a woman wearing a white feathered dress and a white gauze scarf was introduced to the stage.
He had always been calm and self-controlling, and almost came out of the crowd, but at the moment the woman danced, he realized that it was not his junior.
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