Yan Qian's pair of breasts looks older than her peers, so she usually wears thin bras just to make her breasts look smaller.
At this time, my father buried his face in her chest, and the touch was obvious, which made her body feel a throbbing.
An unspeakable emotion filled her chest like a small flame, slowly burning inside, making her body feel hot and her reason faded.
All your attention is focused on your chest.
My father's breathing was heavy and rapid, and the heat sprayed on her chest seemed to burn her heart.
Yan Qian supported her hands on her father's shoulders, raised her chin, closed her eyes, and had a depressing and unbearable look on her face.
Yan Qichi impulsively buried his face in his daughter's cleavage, but he dared not move rashly afterwards. He still remembered that Yan Qian was just cried yesterday, and he promised that he would never again, but how long has passed, and he touched her impulsively again.
He gasped in a muffled voice, pressing his face tighter against the soft breasts, as if waiting for trial, waiting for his daughter to push him, the beastly father, away.
But no, the daughter just put her hands on his shoulders and did not move any more.
Like acquiesce.
He tacitly agreed to his biological father, and he molested her delicate body like a erotic maniac.
While Yan Qichi despised himself in his heart, he looked at his reason calmly and completely lost in this gentle land.
He lifted his daughter off the stool with a force, then turned around and carried her to the middle island platform, allowing her to sit on it.
Neither of them spoke.
It seemed that at this moment, it was just an illusion they had imagined. As long as they didn't make a sound, the illusion would not be broken.
Yan Qi's tall and straight nose rubbed back and forth on his daughter's cleavage, then turned his face to arch the delicate breast next to him, the heavy breasts, tender and plump, with a charming fragrance that made him fascinated.
Yan Qian was soft and her hands were supported on the table. She leaned back slightly, her breasts were thrusting forward, and her posture seemed to cater to her father's rubbing. In her bra, the two pink nipples were already stimulated to stand up completely, waiting for someone to pick them in bud.
God, my mother and brother are on the way back. At this time, she should concentrate on preparing a table of good dishes and waiting for them to arrive, rather than secretly doing such dirty things with her father in the kitchen.
She should struggle and push away, instead of thrusting her breasts like this and letting her father rub it like this.
The numb pleasure spread from the nipple to the center of the legs. The flower acupoint involuntarily contracted and moved, spitting out warm body fluids.
Why is her body so happy just because she is rubbed with breasts?
For a moment, the quiet kitchen was filled with the rapid gasping of men and women, which was sticky and ambiguous.
At some point, the buttons on Yan Qian's chest were loosened, and the collar was opened, revealing her sexy collarbone and full half of her breasts. She was as pink as the juicy peach, with a sweet fragrance, which was extremely attractive.
Yan Qichi's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were red, and desire burned in his body, causing the veins on his forehead to burst out, and he lost all his reason. The next second, he pressed his hot lips on him.
At this moment, they are sinful. They have the closest blood relationship in the world, but they do the most taboo and dirty things. If they are discovered, they will be nailed to the pillar of shame and let others poke the backbone.
What may be done? What makes them transcend the taboos is the darkness and desire in their hearts. Although they have fallen into the deepest abyss, they have tasted the most extreme and exciting comfort.
Just pressing his lips against his daughter's delicate skin was far from satisfying his inner desire. Yan Qichi stuck out his tongue unbearably and licked the skin heavily, immediately giving him a more rapid sound of his daughter's breathing.
These few breaths with tremolo sounds were as if encouraging him, which made him confused. He instinctively bit the thin bra with his teeth and gently pulled it down.
The next second, a pink, small nipples popped out of their bra and stood tremblingly in front of him.
At this time, my father buried his face in her chest, and the touch was obvious, which made her body feel a throbbing.
An unspeakable emotion filled her chest like a small flame, slowly burning inside, making her body feel hot and her reason faded.
All your attention is focused on your chest.
My father's breathing was heavy and rapid, and the heat sprayed on her chest seemed to burn her heart.
Yan Qian supported her hands on her father's shoulders, raised her chin, closed her eyes, and had a depressing and unbearable look on her face.
Yan Qichi impulsively buried his face in his daughter's cleavage, but he dared not move rashly afterwards. He still remembered that Yan Qian was just cried yesterday, and he promised that he would never again, but how long has passed, and he touched her impulsively again.
He gasped in a muffled voice, pressing his face tighter against the soft breasts, as if waiting for trial, waiting for his daughter to push him, the beastly father, away.
But no, the daughter just put her hands on his shoulders and did not move any more.
Like acquiesce.
He tacitly agreed to his biological father, and he molested her delicate body like a erotic maniac.
While Yan Qichi despised himself in his heart, he looked at his reason calmly and completely lost in this gentle land.
He lifted his daughter off the stool with a force, then turned around and carried her to the middle island platform, allowing her to sit on it.
Neither of them spoke.
It seemed that at this moment, it was just an illusion they had imagined. As long as they didn't make a sound, the illusion would not be broken.
Yan Qi's tall and straight nose rubbed back and forth on his daughter's cleavage, then turned his face to arch the delicate breast next to him, the heavy breasts, tender and plump, with a charming fragrance that made him fascinated.
Yan Qian was soft and her hands were supported on the table. She leaned back slightly, her breasts were thrusting forward, and her posture seemed to cater to her father's rubbing. In her bra, the two pink nipples were already stimulated to stand up completely, waiting for someone to pick them in bud.
God, my mother and brother are on the way back. At this time, she should concentrate on preparing a table of good dishes and waiting for them to arrive, rather than secretly doing such dirty things with her father in the kitchen.
She should struggle and push away, instead of thrusting her breasts like this and letting her father rub it like this.
The numb pleasure spread from the nipple to the center of the legs. The flower acupoint involuntarily contracted and moved, spitting out warm body fluids.
Why is her body so happy just because she is rubbed with breasts?
For a moment, the quiet kitchen was filled with the rapid gasping of men and women, which was sticky and ambiguous.
At some point, the buttons on Yan Qian's chest were loosened, and the collar was opened, revealing her sexy collarbone and full half of her breasts. She was as pink as the juicy peach, with a sweet fragrance, which was extremely attractive.
Yan Qichi's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were red, and desire burned in his body, causing the veins on his forehead to burst out, and he lost all his reason. The next second, he pressed his hot lips on him.
At this moment, they are sinful. They have the closest blood relationship in the world, but they do the most taboo and dirty things. If they are discovered, they will be nailed to the pillar of shame and let others poke the backbone.
What may be done? What makes them transcend the taboos is the darkness and desire in their hearts. Although they have fallen into the deepest abyss, they have tasted the most extreme and exciting comfort.
Just pressing his lips against his daughter's delicate skin was far from satisfying his inner desire. Yan Qichi stuck out his tongue unbearably and licked the skin heavily, immediately giving him a more rapid sound of his daughter's breathing.
These few breaths with tremolo sounds were as if encouraging him, which made him confused. He instinctively bit the thin bra with his teeth and gently pulled it down.
The next second, a pink, small nipples popped out of their bra and stood tremblingly in front of him.