After taking a shower for more than two hours, Shanshan took dozens of photos and recorded three videos.
When filming the second video, she took off her boots, but her leather jacket was still rolled around her waist, and her stockings were torn into a mess, revealing her wet and fair skin in the broken mouth. Below the bare and light blue pubic mound, a small ball of semen passed through the camera and fell into her compatriots who were soaked in water below.
The third video was finished with the shower, but she still had to rush again, because behind her was Han Yuliang's saliva, the semen ejaculated on her plump and round buttocks had been a little thinner, and it slowly flowed down like syrup, gathering into a beach in her waist.
When she raised her shoulder to take pictures, she said next to her phone: Husband, you should prepare a waterproof camera for me. It’s really hard to use when taking pictures of the phone.
It was already very late, and Shanshan looked very tired.
But she was extremely mentally ill and even seemed a little excited.
After confirming that there were no ingredients at home to cook, I changed into a light skirt, applied mascara and lipstick, and hugged Han Yuliang's arm and yelled that I was hungry and wanted to go out to eat together.
I called a rental car, and the Shanshan newspaper reported the address and took him to the most famous barbecue stall in Gongsan District 3.
There are still many people there at this moment, far less quiet than other places. Large pieces of plastic tables and chairs occupy almost half of the lane, and bicycles are parked at both ends and electric vehicles are parked in it and drivers are surrounded and cannot get out of the car probably can only eat until midnight.
Han Yuliang actually likes this kind of place very much.
There is a scent of the world here. Except for the second-hand smoke that still makes him uncomfortable, it is full of strange and familiar feeling everywhere.
Ye Chunying never brought him to a similar stall. Thinking about it, she and here are not in line.
Waiting for a portion of fried noodles quietly by the tricycle seemed to be her limit to the market.
Perhaps, there are really some things that are brought out from the bottom of your heart and have been designed since childhood.
He had always thought that many places in Shanshan were quite similar to Ye Chunying, but after seeing her wave to ask for a beer, order a bunch of skewers, and ask him for four roasted waists, the illusion almost disappeared.
The woman in front of me was actually wrapped around her body.
Now, she finally broke through the cocoon.
She drank wine and chatted about the past.
She said that she actually likes to come to such places to eat barbecue, and drink beer if she has beer, but not bottled.
She came with the Big Sheep twice, and when she found out that he didn't like it, she didn't come with him much.
After falling in love, she gave up on this enjoyment.
Do you believe it?For him, I can avoid eating street stalls, especially spicy foods, drink in front of him, and sing K with friends for five or six years.In the past, we sisters had a weekend appointment together, and we had dinner at the Sichuan restaurant and had a barbecue stall until we went home.I don't do anything, isn't it just because he doesn't like it?
Cumin and chili powder rubbed against the corners of her lips and cheeks, one by one, wiped the lipstick with a tissue, and put some mascara on her forehead while rubbing the sweat on her forehead, dragging it out on the edge of her eyes.
At this moment, she no longer has the temperament of a gentle and virtuous little wife at all.
But Han Yuliang felt that she was much cuteer than before.
He honestly gave back his thoughts and added with a smile: So it’s better to be a real self and be charming.
fart.She glared and cursed in a low voice, "If you take a mouthful of oil, you will have acne tomorrow, so that it will not be likable."We have done both of us, so you don’t have to flatter you anymore.
No, I'm very sincere.He stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead. I like the most authentic appearance of women, even if that might lose some of their beauty.If you don’t believe me, I will be hard.
She pursed her lips and said coquettishly: You are using...the things in your crotch to make guaranteed Ah.
A man, a small head is more honest than a big head.In fact, the same is true for women, and their mouths often do not lie.
It was Ah, the first time I was massaged by you, and the time I was at Sister Manman's house, I was actually wet.Shanshan took a bite of the baked steamed bun slices and touched his crotch, "Okay, you didn't lie to me... Why can you be hard on this?"
Unwilling to reveal the secret that he actually has the ability to control, Han Yuliang smiled and said: In my position, you can see the breasts in your little vest from the neckline.
She didn't wear a bra, and she only had a small suspender vest in her dress.
So this is not a lie. He did not have the luck just now, but achieved instant hardship by observing his breasts.
She didn't cover her, but just said softly: I've licked it so many times, can I see if I still feel it?
Of course, when you lick, you are not as real as you are in my heart at this moment.
I'm wearing makeup, but I don't think I'm naked.
What really looks at is the heart, not the face.
You shouldn't be a detective, you should sell chicken soup online.Or sell strategies for chasing girls.Shanshan turned his face and said seriously, I guarantee that you can make a fortune.
I'm not interested, so how can I get the chance to get to know you when I make that kind of money?
She bit her lips that were so hot that it was red and smiled again.
After eating and drinking, Shanshan came out of the public bathroom next to him for the last time, pulled the collar of her skirt, and said with a smile: I have eaten a lot, let’s have a walk?
Han Yuliang walked a lot of roads, so of course he had no objection. He nodded and walked with her.
After walking a few steps, she stretched out her arm, held him, and leaned up gently, just like a young couple walking past the road.
Only then did Han Yuliang realize that this dinner trip tonight seemed to have an appointment with Shanshan.
Perhaps because she was in her hometown, what Shanshan talked about from time to time along the way was the old things she had lived here, and they were spots, but unlike when she chatted occasionally, what she mentioned this time was mostly herself.
I rarely hear Yang Mingda, who grew up with her.
I walked for a long time until I saw the familiar exterior walls of the campus and the dirty old unit building.
Shanshan stopped, looked at their rental house with black lights, and suddenly said: Yuliang, this kidnapping case... If it was a scam from the beginning, then will my entrustment be invalid?
Han Yuliang had already succeeded and said indifferently: If you are happy, you can do it at any time.
Can I change it to a new commission?
It depends on what new commission it is.
She turned around, hooked his neck, leaned against him, and pressed her slightly hard nipples against him through her vest and skirt, moving slightly with her breathing, making love with me, doing it again and again, asking me to take a picture and show him. Since he likes the whip in his heart so much, then you can whip him with me and suck him hard!
Such a good thing does not require entrusting a man like me.Han Yuliang replied softly, gently holding her soft breasts with her palms, and I am happy to serve them at any time.
Her breathing was a little short of time, and we walked back... and I was sweating a lot again.
I don’t care how much sweat it is. As for wine... that’s a sexual matchmaker, how could I hate it?
She took a deep breath, buried her face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice: Hold me in and hug me horizontally, okay?
Han Yuliang would not have any objection to hug him, not to mention that the romantic princess hug that contemporary women like is really effortless for him.
Shanshan took out the key in his arms and entered the room in his arms. As soon as the door was closed, she suddenly looked up, pulled open his collar, and kissed it on the plastered shoulder.
The fiery desire emanated from the soft lips and dancing tongue.
He put her down, pulled her back and practiced, and copied her hands and took off her dress.
She grabbed his collar and pulled off the short-sleeved shirt.
He lifted up her suspender vest and sucked her left breast in one bite, his lips clearly feeling the rapid heartbeat inside.
She lowered her head and licked his forehead, pinching his nipples with both hands.
He pulled off her panties and placed them on the shoe rack where he entered the door.
She reached into his shorts and held the erect cock, and stroked it up and down hard.
He sucked his nipples tightly, squeezed his fingers into his slightly wet vagina, lifted them in the direction of his pubic bone, pressed them, and dug them.
She moaned loudly, took off his waist, and smeared the spit on the popped penis with both hands, as if she could no longer wait for her secretion.
He straightened his body, raised his foot to take off the remaining clothes, and reached out to turn on the lights in the living room.
She opened her bag and took out her phone, adjusted it to the self-shot mode, and said to the camera with a smile: I'm going to have sex with another man again, are you happy?This time I will take a photo for you to see the process so that you can't believe it and pretend to be kidnapped.
Seeing the camera taking his body, Han Yuliang was still a little uncomfortable. He scratched his head, thinking that it seemed that it was not easy for a male actor in a pornographic film.
Look, is he so strong?As soon as I touched his hard muscles, the bottom became wet.Husband, are I qualified in your heart?Hahaha... Shanshan smiled and stretched out his arms, aimed at his body and patted him. He walked to the dining table, lay down and stuck out his butt, come Ah, Yuliang, come and fuck me, just mess me up... Anyway... He likes it, and you like it too.
Do you don't like it?He spread her plump buttocks and stepped forward, the dark flesh column disappeared into the tender gap.
She started to scream, and after screaming several times, she lay on the table and said: I like it, how can I not like it?... The climax is so comfortable, I like it to die.I should have liked it a long time ago, and I fell in love with it long ago. Husband, don’t you have to work hard like this?
Knowing that she was drunk and was emotional, Han Yuliang stopped responding, rubbed her round buttocks and fucked her hard. Husband, look... look... is Yuliang very strong?He was very energetic...that...that...that...that...that she gritted her teeth and said with a blushing face, "His dick is also very big, and it hurts me even if I hold it up, and it's so good."You said... You will no longer be impotence in the future, but I don’t want to have sex with you anymore. What should I do?Have you also calculated this?Well...Ah...Ah!Ah!Husband...I...I'm going to orgasm...Ah...so fast...
Han Yuliang stroked her backbone, slowing down the rhythm and making her feel excited.
While twisting his waist, Shanshan turned his head and looked at the phone that reached the side. His eyes were as silk. Husband... I... I was almost picked up by that cock, and I stood on tiptoe... I felt like I was going to leave the ground... He was too strong, and his belly slapped my butt, probably it was red.
Han Yuliang excitedly accelerated and said in his heart, Big Sheep, you probably never thought that after you, your gentle and well-behaved little wife, would have burst out such a huge amount of energy after being worn away by you, right?
Is this what you expected?
Yuliang... you hold... you hold and pat... my hands are sore... Shanshan handed him the phone, stretched his arms and grabbed the edge of the dining table, raised one of his legs and placed it on the table, you patted... patted me below... patted him, see what I was like in orgasm...
As soon as he got his hands on, Han Yuliang couldn't help but exclaim. No wonder there are always people on the Internet who like to take pictures of the live sex scene. On the screen, he saw his dick in and out of all directions, conquering his beautiful female body to the point of being dripping with juice. He really felt excited and accomplished.
However, considering his identity, he resisted not speaking, and just took photos silently and fucked fiercely, which made Shanshan's deliberate and obscene voices become the only source of sound.
After three ejaculation, Shanshan wanted to pass the phone and turned off the shooting.
Then, she turned over and lay on the dining table, raised her bipod in sandals on Han Yuliang's shoulder, unwilling to speak or think anymore, and focused all her mind on the strong pleasure.
He took off her shoes, played with her soft soles, and speeded up again.
He has tried it out that what Shanshan likes most is not the various techniques, but the simple, rough and big thrust.
The G-point and rub the flower heart and rub the clitoris, it was not as good as tightening the muscles and fucking her like a barbarian for hundreds of times, making her pussy flesh turn out and splashing vaginal fluid.
She grabbed both sides of the table, closed her eyes and raised her head. The pleasure column rose rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it exploded across the top scale.
Amid the trembling voices and wailing like a dying cry but full of happiness, Shanshan's nude body emitted a fine spasm, reaching the peak of orgasm these days.
In the slit of the cock's vagina, transparent water arrows ejaculated as the thighs twitched, and poured on Han Yuliang's lower body, one after another, as if a man was ejaculated.
He lowered his hand and sniffed it. He didn't feel any slutty, nor was it very thin. He had the feeling of water-blended egg whites, and the amount was much smaller than incontinence.
It seems that this is called a squirt.
When he touched the Dantian, he found that she had some yin deficiency. Seeing her appearance, she was lying on the table and her eyes were lost and she was unable to meet her. Han Yuliang smiled slightly, thrust lightly for a while, hugged her and kissed her feet, buried her in the depths and ejaculated.
As soon as the semen squirted, Shanshan trembled and ejaculated slightly again.
According to Han Yuliang's experience, the unscrupulous martial arts women of this era have reached such a point that they can almost die of sleep by throwing them on the bed and dipping them in a pillow. If they have an orgasm or two, they will faint.
But unexpectedly, after being held by him and took a shower, Shanshan washed her face with cold water, and was covered with a towel with wet hair. She walked to the sofa and sat down, staring at her big blood-stained eyes. Are you sleepy?
Not sleepy.I have very little sleep time a day.Han Yuliang went over and sat naked next to her, but it was time for you to sleep.What if the kidnappers send a message tomorrow morning and you can't get up?
Anyway, it was his planner. If I sleep in and pretend I don’t know, will he die?Shanshan said with a sense of hatred and tense lips, "For the sake of acting, he can ask his helpers to shoot me!"
Han Yuliang suddenly realized that no wonder Shanshan's behavior tonight was always emitting a sense of revenge. It turned out that it was not just annoyed that the big sheep had to design her cheating.
Shanshan, you probably blamed him for this.His helper may not be completely listened to him.He might have been fooled by that woman.He didn't want to say it too clearly, so as not to get Yongye's killer's matter to him. My partner found out a lot of things, and I was sure that the shot was what the woman meant.It should be the woman's order to go to the comic exhibition during the day.I guess your husband originally wanted you to hunt for treasure in your various memorial sites these days.
Unfortunately, the angry woman is not happy to reason.
Shanshan whispered: He found the helper, whom he blamed?
She didn't really want to continue this topic, so she shook her head and threw a few drops of water on him with wet hair. Not to mention this, I went to sleep when I was sleepy. I want to find someone to chat.
In this house, except her, there is only Han Yuliang.
He smiled and said: What do you want to talk about?
Can you talk to you?Shanshan lay down on his side, wrapped his hair with a towel, pillowed on his legs, stretched his naked body, and looked at him, I... didn't even know how much you had.
You know a lot, such as my sensitive belt and my sexual ability.
She frowned and patted him gently. It was not these Ah I wanted to know.
Actually, I was attacked before and was injured and lost my memory.
Ah?Shanshan widened his eyes in surprise and started to ask.
But no matter how much Han Yuliang can say, all he can do is his life during this period after being taken in by Ye Chunying.
He was not very willing to talk, so he talked for a while and prepared to turn the topic to the direction he liked more.
Unexpectedly, after gently pulling her nipples for a few times, Shanshan blushed and said: I can’t do it anymore tonight, I…I’m swollen.
Only then did he realize that she had been spreading her legs after lying down. She thought she was seducing him, but it turned out that she was not close, otherwise it would hurt.
So should I try the back garden?He immediately suggested, laughing, and was just as happy.
No, it's dirty.Shanshan frowned and shook his head. I... I have been shaking in front of your eyes so naked. Will you still want it?Generally, aesthetic fatigue, right?
In such a short time, even my cock can't be tired.He smiled and patted her breasts, otherwise I'll give you a massage to relieve swelling?
He had done this with his true qi before. As long as she nodded and was familiar with the road, she would be a small woman who could fight for seven or eight more times in half an hour.
She still shook her head, it seemed that her sensuality had surpassed her sensuality. Let's chat... Please.If you are hard, I...I will help you with my mouth.Even if you help me practice the skills.
Will it be used on your husband in the future?Han Yuliang smiled and played with his nipples.
If you don’t divorce or have impotence, isn’t it?Shanshan smiled slightly, are you jealous?
How is that possible? I still have this measure.He pinched his nipples lightly, and then you can practice now, otherwise... I don’t have the heart to chat with you.
Almost used to his terrifying recovery, Shanshan stood up and tied his hair behind his head, sighed with a smile, knelt down, leaned over and took his dick in his mouth.
Han Yuliang leaned slightly and reached out to touch the crack of her butt.
The bare peach inside was indeed swollen and bulging. She sucked and she felt breathless as soon as she touched her and even reached out to pat him.
In fact, I had fun four times today, and Han Yuliang was no longer very excited. She had sex with her purely lustful and teasing more.
After helping her practice, she learned to learn how to hold testicles and lick eggs, she went into her mouth, and then calmed down and started chatting slowly with her.
The two of them sat or leaned, lying or hugging, but they were always naked and extremely honest.
Shanshan asked a lot about Ye Chunying, but Han Yuliang knew that he would just go around the corner to inquire about him.
We chatted until nearly three o'clock in the middle of the night. Shanshan, who was already tired and drunk, was finally sleepy so much that he couldn't open his eyes.
Han Yuliang was on his way to the bedroom and was dreaming soundly in his arms.
Since it was a double bed, Han Yuliang was honest and unceremonious and left a seat for himself. After returning Ye Chunying's information and having enough internet access, he came to hug Shanshan and lay down to sleep together.
As expected, Shanshan still slept very sweetly at around 10 o'clock the next morning.
The kidnapper sent her three messages.
The first article came at around 7 o'clock, and she was assigned a new event at the animation exhibition. After half an hour, she still sent a package. It was a red high-slit cheongsam, equipped with mesh socks, red high heels and accessories for buns. The underwear was a thong in the same color and a hollow bra with nipples lit out.
However, Shanshan didn't get up. She looked at the text message and turned over and continued to sleep. Han Yuliang secretly used her butt to relieve the swelling of her. She didn't wake up.
The second article came at 9:30. The kidnapper used a string of short sentences to ask Shanshan why he did not appear at the designated location and gave her an hourly deadline.
Then, there was this post at 10:30. Han Yuliang felt that he would not wake her up and let her take a closer look at the content that might be in trouble.
Yàn Yushan, have you given up saving your husband?Well, since you don’t plan to continue playing my game, I don’t need to support him anymore.The link below is the last chance I have given you. If you are willing to continue playing, please connect to find me.If you don't want to, from now on, I will no longer provide food and drink to Yang Mingda.I also happened to want to know how many days can a programmer with a relatively well-proportioned body work overtime without eating or drinking?
Shanshan squinted his eyes and read the message, rubbed his head, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, went to the bathroom naked to wash his face, moved the stool and sat in front of the laptop, skillfully opened the tools, transferred the agent, and connected to the designated page.
After putting on the headset and connecting, she spoke directly: Big sheep, I already know that this kidnapping was directed by you.I guess what you want, I'll give it to you.Stop playing this boring game, okay?
There were obvious kiss marks left on her naked chest, and her nipples and areola still had marks of being played with. Experienced people can naturally find a lot of things from the bust she took in the camera.
Miss Shanshan, I think you made a mistake.The kidnapping was indeed approved by Yang Mingda, but I did the whole idea and most of the operations.I can turn it into a real kidnapping anytime.Actually, I've done that before.I know that speaking is unreasonable, I will let you see the evidence.
A few minutes later, the passage jumped out with a video frame.
Shanshan clicked the play with an ugly face, and then, she and Han Yuliang saw Yang Mingda.
If it weren't for his extraordinary eyesight, Han Yuliang wouldn't be sure who he saw.
The big sheep's face was beaten hard, her cheeks were swollen and purple, and two teeth were obviously seen falling from her open mouth, with bloodshot around the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were black and blue, and her eyelids could not be opened.
Shanshan screamed and knocked over the water cup at hand.
In the video, there is a last word that has been changed.
It seems that the wife game does not need to be continued. Shanshan, if you are willing to continue, bring your bodyguard with you and let’s play some games that real kidnappers and their families should play.
When filming the second video, she took off her boots, but her leather jacket was still rolled around her waist, and her stockings were torn into a mess, revealing her wet and fair skin in the broken mouth. Below the bare and light blue pubic mound, a small ball of semen passed through the camera and fell into her compatriots who were soaked in water below.
The third video was finished with the shower, but she still had to rush again, because behind her was Han Yuliang's saliva, the semen ejaculated on her plump and round buttocks had been a little thinner, and it slowly flowed down like syrup, gathering into a beach in her waist.
When she raised her shoulder to take pictures, she said next to her phone: Husband, you should prepare a waterproof camera for me. It’s really hard to use when taking pictures of the phone.
It was already very late, and Shanshan looked very tired.
But she was extremely mentally ill and even seemed a little excited.
After confirming that there were no ingredients at home to cook, I changed into a light skirt, applied mascara and lipstick, and hugged Han Yuliang's arm and yelled that I was hungry and wanted to go out to eat together.
I called a rental car, and the Shanshan newspaper reported the address and took him to the most famous barbecue stall in Gongsan District 3.
There are still many people there at this moment, far less quiet than other places. Large pieces of plastic tables and chairs occupy almost half of the lane, and bicycles are parked at both ends and electric vehicles are parked in it and drivers are surrounded and cannot get out of the car probably can only eat until midnight.
Han Yuliang actually likes this kind of place very much.
There is a scent of the world here. Except for the second-hand smoke that still makes him uncomfortable, it is full of strange and familiar feeling everywhere.
Ye Chunying never brought him to a similar stall. Thinking about it, she and here are not in line.
Waiting for a portion of fried noodles quietly by the tricycle seemed to be her limit to the market.
Perhaps, there are really some things that are brought out from the bottom of your heart and have been designed since childhood.
He had always thought that many places in Shanshan were quite similar to Ye Chunying, but after seeing her wave to ask for a beer, order a bunch of skewers, and ask him for four roasted waists, the illusion almost disappeared.
The woman in front of me was actually wrapped around her body.
Now, she finally broke through the cocoon.
She drank wine and chatted about the past.
She said that she actually likes to come to such places to eat barbecue, and drink beer if she has beer, but not bottled.
She came with the Big Sheep twice, and when she found out that he didn't like it, she didn't come with him much.
After falling in love, she gave up on this enjoyment.
Do you believe it?For him, I can avoid eating street stalls, especially spicy foods, drink in front of him, and sing K with friends for five or six years.In the past, we sisters had a weekend appointment together, and we had dinner at the Sichuan restaurant and had a barbecue stall until we went home.I don't do anything, isn't it just because he doesn't like it?
Cumin and chili powder rubbed against the corners of her lips and cheeks, one by one, wiped the lipstick with a tissue, and put some mascara on her forehead while rubbing the sweat on her forehead, dragging it out on the edge of her eyes.
At this moment, she no longer has the temperament of a gentle and virtuous little wife at all.
But Han Yuliang felt that she was much cuteer than before.
He honestly gave back his thoughts and added with a smile: So it’s better to be a real self and be charming.
fart.She glared and cursed in a low voice, "If you take a mouthful of oil, you will have acne tomorrow, so that it will not be likable."We have done both of us, so you don’t have to flatter you anymore.
No, I'm very sincere.He stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead. I like the most authentic appearance of women, even if that might lose some of their beauty.If you don’t believe me, I will be hard.
She pursed her lips and said coquettishly: You are using...the things in your crotch to make guaranteed Ah.
A man, a small head is more honest than a big head.In fact, the same is true for women, and their mouths often do not lie.
It was Ah, the first time I was massaged by you, and the time I was at Sister Manman's house, I was actually wet.Shanshan took a bite of the baked steamed bun slices and touched his crotch, "Okay, you didn't lie to me... Why can you be hard on this?"
Unwilling to reveal the secret that he actually has the ability to control, Han Yuliang smiled and said: In my position, you can see the breasts in your little vest from the neckline.
She didn't wear a bra, and she only had a small suspender vest in her dress.
So this is not a lie. He did not have the luck just now, but achieved instant hardship by observing his breasts.
She didn't cover her, but just said softly: I've licked it so many times, can I see if I still feel it?
Of course, when you lick, you are not as real as you are in my heart at this moment.
I'm wearing makeup, but I don't think I'm naked.
What really looks at is the heart, not the face.
You shouldn't be a detective, you should sell chicken soup online.Or sell strategies for chasing girls.Shanshan turned his face and said seriously, I guarantee that you can make a fortune.
I'm not interested, so how can I get the chance to get to know you when I make that kind of money?
She bit her lips that were so hot that it was red and smiled again.
After eating and drinking, Shanshan came out of the public bathroom next to him for the last time, pulled the collar of her skirt, and said with a smile: I have eaten a lot, let’s have a walk?
Han Yuliang walked a lot of roads, so of course he had no objection. He nodded and walked with her.
After walking a few steps, she stretched out her arm, held him, and leaned up gently, just like a young couple walking past the road.
Only then did Han Yuliang realize that this dinner trip tonight seemed to have an appointment with Shanshan.
Perhaps because she was in her hometown, what Shanshan talked about from time to time along the way was the old things she had lived here, and they were spots, but unlike when she chatted occasionally, what she mentioned this time was mostly herself.
I rarely hear Yang Mingda, who grew up with her.
I walked for a long time until I saw the familiar exterior walls of the campus and the dirty old unit building.
Shanshan stopped, looked at their rental house with black lights, and suddenly said: Yuliang, this kidnapping case... If it was a scam from the beginning, then will my entrustment be invalid?
Han Yuliang had already succeeded and said indifferently: If you are happy, you can do it at any time.
Can I change it to a new commission?
It depends on what new commission it is.
She turned around, hooked his neck, leaned against him, and pressed her slightly hard nipples against him through her vest and skirt, moving slightly with her breathing, making love with me, doing it again and again, asking me to take a picture and show him. Since he likes the whip in his heart so much, then you can whip him with me and suck him hard!
Such a good thing does not require entrusting a man like me.Han Yuliang replied softly, gently holding her soft breasts with her palms, and I am happy to serve them at any time.
Her breathing was a little short of time, and we walked back... and I was sweating a lot again.
I don’t care how much sweat it is. As for wine... that’s a sexual matchmaker, how could I hate it?
She took a deep breath, buried her face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice: Hold me in and hug me horizontally, okay?
Han Yuliang would not have any objection to hug him, not to mention that the romantic princess hug that contemporary women like is really effortless for him.
Shanshan took out the key in his arms and entered the room in his arms. As soon as the door was closed, she suddenly looked up, pulled open his collar, and kissed it on the plastered shoulder.
The fiery desire emanated from the soft lips and dancing tongue.
He put her down, pulled her back and practiced, and copied her hands and took off her dress.
She grabbed his collar and pulled off the short-sleeved shirt.
He lifted up her suspender vest and sucked her left breast in one bite, his lips clearly feeling the rapid heartbeat inside.
She lowered her head and licked his forehead, pinching his nipples with both hands.
He pulled off her panties and placed them on the shoe rack where he entered the door.
She reached into his shorts and held the erect cock, and stroked it up and down hard.
He sucked his nipples tightly, squeezed his fingers into his slightly wet vagina, lifted them in the direction of his pubic bone, pressed them, and dug them.
She moaned loudly, took off his waist, and smeared the spit on the popped penis with both hands, as if she could no longer wait for her secretion.
He straightened his body, raised his foot to take off the remaining clothes, and reached out to turn on the lights in the living room.
She opened her bag and took out her phone, adjusted it to the self-shot mode, and said to the camera with a smile: I'm going to have sex with another man again, are you happy?This time I will take a photo for you to see the process so that you can't believe it and pretend to be kidnapped.
Seeing the camera taking his body, Han Yuliang was still a little uncomfortable. He scratched his head, thinking that it seemed that it was not easy for a male actor in a pornographic film.
Look, is he so strong?As soon as I touched his hard muscles, the bottom became wet.Husband, are I qualified in your heart?Hahaha... Shanshan smiled and stretched out his arms, aimed at his body and patted him. He walked to the dining table, lay down and stuck out his butt, come Ah, Yuliang, come and fuck me, just mess me up... Anyway... He likes it, and you like it too.
Do you don't like it?He spread her plump buttocks and stepped forward, the dark flesh column disappeared into the tender gap.
She started to scream, and after screaming several times, she lay on the table and said: I like it, how can I not like it?... The climax is so comfortable, I like it to die.I should have liked it a long time ago, and I fell in love with it long ago. Husband, don’t you have to work hard like this?
Knowing that she was drunk and was emotional, Han Yuliang stopped responding, rubbed her round buttocks and fucked her hard. Husband, look... look... is Yuliang very strong?He was very energetic...that...that...that...that...that she gritted her teeth and said with a blushing face, "His dick is also very big, and it hurts me even if I hold it up, and it's so good."You said... You will no longer be impotence in the future, but I don’t want to have sex with you anymore. What should I do?Have you also calculated this?Well...Ah...Ah!Ah!Husband...I...I'm going to orgasm...Ah...so fast...
Han Yuliang stroked her backbone, slowing down the rhythm and making her feel excited.
While twisting his waist, Shanshan turned his head and looked at the phone that reached the side. His eyes were as silk. Husband... I... I was almost picked up by that cock, and I stood on tiptoe... I felt like I was going to leave the ground... He was too strong, and his belly slapped my butt, probably it was red.
Han Yuliang excitedly accelerated and said in his heart, Big Sheep, you probably never thought that after you, your gentle and well-behaved little wife, would have burst out such a huge amount of energy after being worn away by you, right?
Is this what you expected?
Yuliang... you hold... you hold and pat... my hands are sore... Shanshan handed him the phone, stretched his arms and grabbed the edge of the dining table, raised one of his legs and placed it on the table, you patted... patted me below... patted him, see what I was like in orgasm...
As soon as he got his hands on, Han Yuliang couldn't help but exclaim. No wonder there are always people on the Internet who like to take pictures of the live sex scene. On the screen, he saw his dick in and out of all directions, conquering his beautiful female body to the point of being dripping with juice. He really felt excited and accomplished.
However, considering his identity, he resisted not speaking, and just took photos silently and fucked fiercely, which made Shanshan's deliberate and obscene voices become the only source of sound.
After three ejaculation, Shanshan wanted to pass the phone and turned off the shooting.
Then, she turned over and lay on the dining table, raised her bipod in sandals on Han Yuliang's shoulder, unwilling to speak or think anymore, and focused all her mind on the strong pleasure.
He took off her shoes, played with her soft soles, and speeded up again.
He has tried it out that what Shanshan likes most is not the various techniques, but the simple, rough and big thrust.
The G-point and rub the flower heart and rub the clitoris, it was not as good as tightening the muscles and fucking her like a barbarian for hundreds of times, making her pussy flesh turn out and splashing vaginal fluid.
She grabbed both sides of the table, closed her eyes and raised her head. The pleasure column rose rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it exploded across the top scale.
Amid the trembling voices and wailing like a dying cry but full of happiness, Shanshan's nude body emitted a fine spasm, reaching the peak of orgasm these days.
In the slit of the cock's vagina, transparent water arrows ejaculated as the thighs twitched, and poured on Han Yuliang's lower body, one after another, as if a man was ejaculated.
He lowered his hand and sniffed it. He didn't feel any slutty, nor was it very thin. He had the feeling of water-blended egg whites, and the amount was much smaller than incontinence.
It seems that this is called a squirt.
When he touched the Dantian, he found that she had some yin deficiency. Seeing her appearance, she was lying on the table and her eyes were lost and she was unable to meet her. Han Yuliang smiled slightly, thrust lightly for a while, hugged her and kissed her feet, buried her in the depths and ejaculated.
As soon as the semen squirted, Shanshan trembled and ejaculated slightly again.
According to Han Yuliang's experience, the unscrupulous martial arts women of this era have reached such a point that they can almost die of sleep by throwing them on the bed and dipping them in a pillow. If they have an orgasm or two, they will faint.
But unexpectedly, after being held by him and took a shower, Shanshan washed her face with cold water, and was covered with a towel with wet hair. She walked to the sofa and sat down, staring at her big blood-stained eyes. Are you sleepy?
Not sleepy.I have very little sleep time a day.Han Yuliang went over and sat naked next to her, but it was time for you to sleep.What if the kidnappers send a message tomorrow morning and you can't get up?
Anyway, it was his planner. If I sleep in and pretend I don’t know, will he die?Shanshan said with a sense of hatred and tense lips, "For the sake of acting, he can ask his helpers to shoot me!"
Han Yuliang suddenly realized that no wonder Shanshan's behavior tonight was always emitting a sense of revenge. It turned out that it was not just annoyed that the big sheep had to design her cheating.
Shanshan, you probably blamed him for this.His helper may not be completely listened to him.He might have been fooled by that woman.He didn't want to say it too clearly, so as not to get Yongye's killer's matter to him. My partner found out a lot of things, and I was sure that the shot was what the woman meant.It should be the woman's order to go to the comic exhibition during the day.I guess your husband originally wanted you to hunt for treasure in your various memorial sites these days.
Unfortunately, the angry woman is not happy to reason.
Shanshan whispered: He found the helper, whom he blamed?
She didn't really want to continue this topic, so she shook her head and threw a few drops of water on him with wet hair. Not to mention this, I went to sleep when I was sleepy. I want to find someone to chat.
In this house, except her, there is only Han Yuliang.
He smiled and said: What do you want to talk about?
Can you talk to you?Shanshan lay down on his side, wrapped his hair with a towel, pillowed on his legs, stretched his naked body, and looked at him, I... didn't even know how much you had.
You know a lot, such as my sensitive belt and my sexual ability.
She frowned and patted him gently. It was not these Ah I wanted to know.
Actually, I was attacked before and was injured and lost my memory.
Ah?Shanshan widened his eyes in surprise and started to ask.
But no matter how much Han Yuliang can say, all he can do is his life during this period after being taken in by Ye Chunying.
He was not very willing to talk, so he talked for a while and prepared to turn the topic to the direction he liked more.
Unexpectedly, after gently pulling her nipples for a few times, Shanshan blushed and said: I can’t do it anymore tonight, I…I’m swollen.
Only then did he realize that she had been spreading her legs after lying down. She thought she was seducing him, but it turned out that she was not close, otherwise it would hurt.
So should I try the back garden?He immediately suggested, laughing, and was just as happy.
No, it's dirty.Shanshan frowned and shook his head. I... I have been shaking in front of your eyes so naked. Will you still want it?Generally, aesthetic fatigue, right?
In such a short time, even my cock can't be tired.He smiled and patted her breasts, otherwise I'll give you a massage to relieve swelling?
He had done this with his true qi before. As long as she nodded and was familiar with the road, she would be a small woman who could fight for seven or eight more times in half an hour.
She still shook her head, it seemed that her sensuality had surpassed her sensuality. Let's chat... Please.If you are hard, I...I will help you with my mouth.Even if you help me practice the skills.
Will it be used on your husband in the future?Han Yuliang smiled and played with his nipples.
If you don’t divorce or have impotence, isn’t it?Shanshan smiled slightly, are you jealous?
How is that possible? I still have this measure.He pinched his nipples lightly, and then you can practice now, otherwise... I don’t have the heart to chat with you.
Almost used to his terrifying recovery, Shanshan stood up and tied his hair behind his head, sighed with a smile, knelt down, leaned over and took his dick in his mouth.
Han Yuliang leaned slightly and reached out to touch the crack of her butt.
The bare peach inside was indeed swollen and bulging. She sucked and she felt breathless as soon as she touched her and even reached out to pat him.
In fact, I had fun four times today, and Han Yuliang was no longer very excited. She had sex with her purely lustful and teasing more.
After helping her practice, she learned to learn how to hold testicles and lick eggs, she went into her mouth, and then calmed down and started chatting slowly with her.
The two of them sat or leaned, lying or hugging, but they were always naked and extremely honest.
Shanshan asked a lot about Ye Chunying, but Han Yuliang knew that he would just go around the corner to inquire about him.
We chatted until nearly three o'clock in the middle of the night. Shanshan, who was already tired and drunk, was finally sleepy so much that he couldn't open his eyes.
Han Yuliang was on his way to the bedroom and was dreaming soundly in his arms.
Since it was a double bed, Han Yuliang was honest and unceremonious and left a seat for himself. After returning Ye Chunying's information and having enough internet access, he came to hug Shanshan and lay down to sleep together.
As expected, Shanshan still slept very sweetly at around 10 o'clock the next morning.
The kidnapper sent her three messages.
The first article came at around 7 o'clock, and she was assigned a new event at the animation exhibition. After half an hour, she still sent a package. It was a red high-slit cheongsam, equipped with mesh socks, red high heels and accessories for buns. The underwear was a thong in the same color and a hollow bra with nipples lit out.
However, Shanshan didn't get up. She looked at the text message and turned over and continued to sleep. Han Yuliang secretly used her butt to relieve the swelling of her. She didn't wake up.
The second article came at 9:30. The kidnapper used a string of short sentences to ask Shanshan why he did not appear at the designated location and gave her an hourly deadline.
Then, there was this post at 10:30. Han Yuliang felt that he would not wake her up and let her take a closer look at the content that might be in trouble.
Yàn Yushan, have you given up saving your husband?Well, since you don’t plan to continue playing my game, I don’t need to support him anymore.The link below is the last chance I have given you. If you are willing to continue playing, please connect to find me.If you don't want to, from now on, I will no longer provide food and drink to Yang Mingda.I also happened to want to know how many days can a programmer with a relatively well-proportioned body work overtime without eating or drinking?
Shanshan squinted his eyes and read the message, rubbed his head, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, went to the bathroom naked to wash his face, moved the stool and sat in front of the laptop, skillfully opened the tools, transferred the agent, and connected to the designated page.
After putting on the headset and connecting, she spoke directly: Big sheep, I already know that this kidnapping was directed by you.I guess what you want, I'll give it to you.Stop playing this boring game, okay?
There were obvious kiss marks left on her naked chest, and her nipples and areola still had marks of being played with. Experienced people can naturally find a lot of things from the bust she took in the camera.
Miss Shanshan, I think you made a mistake.The kidnapping was indeed approved by Yang Mingda, but I did the whole idea and most of the operations.I can turn it into a real kidnapping anytime.Actually, I've done that before.I know that speaking is unreasonable, I will let you see the evidence.
A few minutes later, the passage jumped out with a video frame.
Shanshan clicked the play with an ugly face, and then, she and Han Yuliang saw Yang Mingda.
If it weren't for his extraordinary eyesight, Han Yuliang wouldn't be sure who he saw.
The big sheep's face was beaten hard, her cheeks were swollen and purple, and two teeth were obviously seen falling from her open mouth, with bloodshot around the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were black and blue, and her eyelids could not be opened.
Shanshan screamed and knocked over the water cup at hand.
In the video, there is a last word that has been changed.
It seems that the wife game does not need to be continued. Shanshan, if you are willing to continue, bring your bodyguard with you and let’s play some games that real kidnappers and their families should play.
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