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Chapter 2 Oranges fuck together

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Seeing the angry Yang Yongxin, Zhao Yang felt a little wronged. Didn’t you ask me to bring it back? Why did you blame me now?

But now he is constantly tortured by lust, and his words are overwhelmed by eroticism. With his desire expression, Yang Yongxin will only be dominated by desire, so he will not think of anything else.

The slutty guy lying on the sofa was what Yang Yongxin wanted to do most now

Without waiting for Zhao Yang to react, he pounced on him, and then a moan with pain came to Yang Yongxin's ears. It did not make him feel pity, but it stimulated his desire even more. Yang Yongxin used his hand to take off Zhao Yang's lower body to clean up. Yang Yongxin felt that he had used all the means of taking off his clothes in his life. Yang Yongxin, who saw Zhao Yang's radiant lower body, took a deep breath, his delicate and short penis, straight and erect, originally hidden inside.The clitoris has now changed to the size of a fingertip, and has changed from pink to red and purple. The labia below does not wrap everything inside. Half of the orange orange is exposed outside the pussy mouth. Even so, it is not satisfied. The orange is faintly visible under the contraction of the pussy mouth. At this moment, all the qi and blood of Yang Yongxin automatically gather in his lower body. His crotch was tightly tied to his cock. It couldn't wait to come out and breathe the fresh air.

Zhao Yang, who was staring at his lower body closely, moved his butt uneasy. Yongxin, can I help me take off the clip there? I couldn't stand it anymore. At this moment, he felt that his clitoris was already clamped by the clip and there was no feeling.

Yang Yongxin then raised his head and looked at Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang's eyes were covered with tears. Yang Yongxin knew that this was a sign that Zhao Yang could not bear. He twisted the tender flesh between Zhao Yang's thighs, and Zhao Yang made an untuned voice and cried to Yang Yongxin, "Please... Please... I really can't do it anymore. If you clamp it down, it will be useless."

Listening to what Zhao Yang said, begging for mercy made Yang Yongxin even more angry. You bitch, you are becoming more and more playful now. You dare to wear decorations on your own place, but I didn't expect it. As he said that, he reached out and pressed the swollen clitoris. Zhao Yang's somewhat harsh scream really scared Yang Yongxin.

Yang Yongxin, thinking of missing an entertainment project, felt that he was even more angry. Slut, I will give you a bunch of flowers to those beggars tomorrow. Then he reluctantly took off the clip on Zhao Yang's clitoris.

Zhao Yang felt that the pain that had been tormenting himself was relieved. The clitoris was tingling and itchy, but it was stimulated by what Yang Yongxin said last. The experience of being gang-raped by many people made him orgasm at the moment of recall. Yang Yongxin, who was holding his legs, looked at Zhao Yang who suddenly convulsed, but thought he had reached orgasm by the clitoris.

The oranges in the pussy couldn't bear the excessive contraction, and several of them had slipped out. Seeing this scene, Yang Yongxin put his cock out of the zipper on the trouser. The free cock was shaking and jumping vigorously. Yang Yongxin held his cock and pushed straight into his pussy.

The orange inside was pushed deeper by the sudden entry of external force. The little slut... how many were stuffed into his pussy?

The limp Zhao Yang was drooling and was refreshing. The orange, assisted by his cock, had already been pressed deep on a piece of soft flesh. A numb feeling surged to his limbs. Zhao Yang had never felt so comfortable. At this moment, he could not hear what the people on his body said. All his perceptions were concentrated on the cock in his pussy.

Yang Yongxin looked at Zhao Yang who was so excited and lifted the limp Zhao Yang up. He forgot to pull out his cock first. Zhao Yang, who was lifted by him, sat straight on his cock. The unprecedented depth brought Zhao Yang not only the pleasure but also the pain.

Zhao Yang's wailing raised really scared Yang Yongxin. He quickly pulled one-third of his cock out of his vagina. Without obstruction, the orange inside fell out of the big hole.

Yang Yongxin looked at Zhao Yang who was wailing, his breathing was a little rapid and his face turned red. Tears were already left behind, but it didn't look like he was invaded by pain at all. The pussy was squirming there in a little empty space, as if it was not satisfied. Seeing this, Yang Yongxin poked his hard cock into Zhao Yang's pussy.

The vagina developed by oranges and the multiple orgasms did not feel dry, but Yang Yongxin did not feel tight and a little loose. Yang Yongxin looked at Zhao Yang, who had not yet come back from the afterglow of orgasm, and fucked himself into this somewhat loose pussy again. The fire that had just disappeared slightly came up again. Then he ignored Zhao Yang's condition and turned Zhao Yang with his cock in his pussy, facing the sofa and changed his posture. Zhao Yang was startled by Yang Yongxin's sudden movements, and his whole body became reflexively tense. Yang Yongxin, whose cock was still in Zhao Yang's body, was tightly clamped.

Fuck... Your slut is really loose by yourself... I clamp it tightly... This is what the pussy should look like. Regardless of whether Zhao Yang reacted or not, he began to fuck her big and big

Under him, Zhao Yang was constantly pushing his body forward inertially. He had just experienced orgasm and felt like he was fucked. The nipples that had not been cared for for a long time were rubbing their shirts up and down. The nipples that had no clips were wanted to be treated hard. Zhao Yang quietly moved his hand in front of his breasts and pinched his nipples with his fingers.

Yang Yongxin, who was working hard behind him, was suddenly contracted and squeezed out the semen, and the warm liquid was shot into his body. Then Yang Yongxin lay on Zhao Yang's body.

Zhao Yang was a little confused. He seemed to have just started to feel his big cock. Why did Yang Yongxin stop? Zhao Yang shook his body timidly. Yang Yongxin, who was lying on him, raised his upper body. A wave sounded, Zhao Yang felt the emptiness in his vagina, and his pussy was shrinking and trying to retain what was inside his body. Something flowed out of his vagina.

It turned out that he had ejaculated, but he didn't feel anything. Was he really relaxed?

After ejaculation, Yang Yongxin turned Zhao Yang over again. There was something stuck in Zhao Yang's short penis, and there was a small circle on the mouth of the urethra. Yang Yongxin gently pulled the small ring with his index finger, and Zhao Yang's body also shook upwards with his movements. Yongxin, take it out for me, I want to go to the toilet, I have never been to the toilet since the morning.

Oh...you are so obedient. After saying that, he put his hand on Zhao Yang's abdomen and pressed hard

Zhao Yang's face was red under the pressing, and he shouted. Please... Please... He kept disturbing, and his lower body was thrusting and squeezing out liquid from the blocked urethra opening.

Looking at Zhao Yang like this, Yang Yongxin nodded with satisfaction, and pulled it out without any preparation. His other hand was pressed on Zhao Yang's swollen clitoris. Zhao Yang ushered in a strong orgasm under the double stimulation. His thighs were wide open to both sides, and the white semen was almost intermittently flowing out. The pussy and the ass below seemed to be closing there for a long time. The penis that had not yet completely softened was shot straight out of water. The water slowly became lower from high, flowing from Zhao Yang's body to the pussy, passing through the asshole to the sofa, and finally slowly seeped into the light-colored sofa and left a mark.

At this moment, Zhao Yang was deeply fascinated by this feeling different from the climax of the past. Even Yang Yongxin didn't know when he left. After being extremely satisfied, his body slowly entered his dream. His legs, which were still wide open, did not know when they would be together again.