Holding her little hand, Huo Jinting sighed comfortably and moved.
His voice was hoarse, as if he was shaking. Ye Sang felt that his heart was brushed by thin feathers, and itchy.
She obediently stroked the hard-burned genitals in her hand up and down slightly, and could hear his breathing becoming heavier due to her movements...
Moreover, the genitals in my hand became harder and harder, and my semen was shrinking and squeezed out a wisp of liquid like egg white.
I don’t know if it’s a mental effect, but Ye Sang seemed to smell the fishy and sweet smell that made his heart beat faster.
She quickly held her breath, and Huo Jinting's big hand suddenly walked around behind her and unbuttoned the hidden buttons of her lace-patterned chest.
I have to masturbate myself there, it’s not as comfortable as you.Even with strength and speed, he himself controls it better than her.
Ye Sang didn't know what answer, but the little jump rose from the bottom of his heart. It was the satisfaction he needed.
Seriously, I like you to wear nothing more.
Huo Jinting said hoarsely, pulling his chest tattoo in front of Ye Sang's arm and hanging it at the bend of his elbow, and couldn't wait to hold the two white and tender breasts.
Compared to the tender skin of his breasts, his palms are dry and slightly rough. The senses brought about when rubbing and kneading are like a warm current, and they are constantly seeping into the skin.
Ye Sang instinctively raised his chest, but Huo Jinting grabbed her hard nipples and pulled them forward.
Um
With a slight pain, Ye Sang frowned and hurriedly pushed his chest forward, and leaned forward as he leaned forward.
Don't touch it?
When, of course not...
Why aren't you hiding?Sorry?
Um……
I feel embarrassed to touch it, what should you do when you eat?
Ye Sang's face became hotter, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.
Huo Jinting's big hand suddenly turned down and leaned into her legs that could not be closed, and his fingertips touched the wet mouth.
Ye Sang breathed lightly, his body shook sensitively, and then Huo Jinting's voice came again.
Have to eat here.
His erotic words were like a switch, opening somewhere in Ye Sang's body, and a heat current surged out of his pussy unexpectedly.
Haha… it’s flowing.
Ye Sang shrank his shoulders embarrassedly, Huo Jinting wanted to knead her big hand, pulled away her little hand holding her genitals, and pushed her down.
He bent down with the flow, bent his elbows, and stood beside Ye Sang. The hand, which was still at Ye Sang's center of his legs, rubbed his middle finger up and down towards the tightly closed petals, and inserted it into his tight vagina with the semen stained.
Ye Sang groaned, instinctively shrank his lower abdomen, and his little hand pressed against his shoulder.
I haven't been plagued with you for more than a month, and my pussy is so tight again.
But just one finger, I felt that she couldn't move it. The surging desire inside my body became even more turbulent. After stirring the fingers around her tight pussy, Huo Jinting pulled out and inserted it hard.
His strength was a bit heavy, and Ye Sang's small body was shaking slightly by his hand.
Ye Sang shouted, um, um, hunched, his voice soft.
To be honest, he was a little uncomfortable when he just inserted it, but after he was rummaging around inside, the discomfort disappeared immediately.
Even though his movements are a bit rough now, it doesn't hurt. Instead, it's numb and pleasant. She doesn't know why she shouts such a sound.
In fact, she didn't want him to be gentle at all, but instead hoped that he would be more focused...
His voice was hoarse, as if he was shaking. Ye Sang felt that his heart was brushed by thin feathers, and itchy.
She obediently stroked the hard-burned genitals in her hand up and down slightly, and could hear his breathing becoming heavier due to her movements...
Moreover, the genitals in my hand became harder and harder, and my semen was shrinking and squeezed out a wisp of liquid like egg white.
I don’t know if it’s a mental effect, but Ye Sang seemed to smell the fishy and sweet smell that made his heart beat faster.
She quickly held her breath, and Huo Jinting's big hand suddenly walked around behind her and unbuttoned the hidden buttons of her lace-patterned chest.
I have to masturbate myself there, it’s not as comfortable as you.Even with strength and speed, he himself controls it better than her.
Ye Sang didn't know what answer, but the little jump rose from the bottom of his heart. It was the satisfaction he needed.
Seriously, I like you to wear nothing more.
Huo Jinting said hoarsely, pulling his chest tattoo in front of Ye Sang's arm and hanging it at the bend of his elbow, and couldn't wait to hold the two white and tender breasts.
Compared to the tender skin of his breasts, his palms are dry and slightly rough. The senses brought about when rubbing and kneading are like a warm current, and they are constantly seeping into the skin.
Ye Sang instinctively raised his chest, but Huo Jinting grabbed her hard nipples and pulled them forward.
Um
With a slight pain, Ye Sang frowned and hurriedly pushed his chest forward, and leaned forward as he leaned forward.
Don't touch it?
When, of course not...
Why aren't you hiding?Sorry?
Um……
I feel embarrassed to touch it, what should you do when you eat?
Ye Sang's face became hotter, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.
Huo Jinting's big hand suddenly turned down and leaned into her legs that could not be closed, and his fingertips touched the wet mouth.
Ye Sang breathed lightly, his body shook sensitively, and then Huo Jinting's voice came again.
Have to eat here.
His erotic words were like a switch, opening somewhere in Ye Sang's body, and a heat current surged out of his pussy unexpectedly.
Haha… it’s flowing.
Ye Sang shrank his shoulders embarrassedly, Huo Jinting wanted to knead her big hand, pulled away her little hand holding her genitals, and pushed her down.
He bent down with the flow, bent his elbows, and stood beside Ye Sang. The hand, which was still at Ye Sang's center of his legs, rubbed his middle finger up and down towards the tightly closed petals, and inserted it into his tight vagina with the semen stained.
Ye Sang groaned, instinctively shrank his lower abdomen, and his little hand pressed against his shoulder.
I haven't been plagued with you for more than a month, and my pussy is so tight again.
But just one finger, I felt that she couldn't move it. The surging desire inside my body became even more turbulent. After stirring the fingers around her tight pussy, Huo Jinting pulled out and inserted it hard.
His strength was a bit heavy, and Ye Sang's small body was shaking slightly by his hand.
Ye Sang shouted, um, um, hunched, his voice soft.
To be honest, he was a little uncomfortable when he just inserted it, but after he was rummaging around inside, the discomfort disappeared immediately.
Even though his movements are a bit rough now, it doesn't hurt. Instead, it's numb and pleasant. She doesn't know why she shouts such a sound.
In fact, she didn't want him to be gentle at all, but instead hoped that he would be more focused...