Chapter 17 He held the flute and fucked her and cried

At first hearing this, Ji Zhan thought Wei Lianji wanted to have sex with him, and his penis jumped.

While hesitating, she heard her urge again: Ji Zhan, come here quickly, help me hold the flute, move it in my hole, it's so itchy...

He didn't need to use a flute, Ji Zhan was silent, and couldn't tell anything in his heart

Although he didn't want to have sex with her casually, if she really wanted it, he would still be willing to give it to her.

Seeing that Ji Zhan was silent, Wei Lianji arched his back and bit his lower lip and moaned unbearably: Woooo, I want to climax, I don’t have the strength to move, Ji Zhan, come and help me...

The spring scenery on her face was about to overflow. She looked at him eagerly with such charming eyes, and the waves in her eyes were shaking. It seemed that if he didn't agree, she would be unable to shed tears in the next moment.

Ji Zhan couldn't bear it, so he compromised with her and advised her with tender words: Princess, I'll play with such things, only once, so I won't be the case.

Wei Lianji didn't care what he said, and only looked like he was successful, and said happily: Well, come here quickly... I want...

Ji Zhan knelt under the bed with his knees bent, Wei Lianji turned his body and naturally put his legs apart on his shoulders.

Ji Zhan held her buttocks with one hand and held the Yuping bamboo flute with the other hand. The bronze flute body was carved with a picture of the flowing water of the mountains and was eaten bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by the pink hole.

He pinched the handle of the flute and twitched gently in her pussy a few times, and there was a sound of water snorting.

He was so wet that he no longer wanted to pity Xiang Xiyu. His hands increased their strength, deep, shallow, and not fast, but he made her gush out one after another.

Maybe the husband is born to learn about sex without a teacher and know how to make the little lady feel comfortable

The thick and long bamboo flute pierced the layers of tender and soft flesh and went straight into the inside.

Every time he inserted it to the bottom, the arc-shaped flute head sank the fragile flower center, and the most deadly folded tender flesh was stuffed into it.

When a trembling pleasure arose, it was pulled out ruthlessly again, and a puff sound came from the intersection of the tender flesh and the flute head.

The happy love tide has just receded a little, and the flower heart is squeezed by the hard flute head again, piercing through it, the little lady screaming and being pushed to another high point

Wei Lianji tasted the violent stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the stimulation of the

The mouth above her was almost fucked to death, but the mouth below was so greedy that the soft flesh on the inner wall quickly cuckled. The heart of the flower always bit the deep flute head tightly and refused to throw it away. It bites tighter and tighter, making it difficult to pull it out.

She should be about to have an orgasm if she reacts so hard and her vagina is shrinking so tightly.

Ji Zhan intends to please her and comfort her softly: Princess, don't be afraid, relax, it's all right away

After saying that, I pressed her waist, held the handle of the flute and pounded it hard, and pounded it hard, making the couch tremble and cry, and tears kept flowing

When the tender flesh of the flower heart was deeply embedded into the round flute head, Wei Lianji arched her slender waist, raised her thin neck, struggled, screaming and being sent to the extreme climax by him.

The accumulated pleasure exploded in the body in an instant, flowing into the limbs and bones like water, and the whole body was surrounded by a dense warm and numb feeling.

In his hands, she was so happy that she was about to die

The cervix gusts of water after climax, flowing from the head to the tail, falling to the ground along the hollow flute tube.

Wei Lianji bit the back of her hand and cried: Woo... Ji Zhan... I've been ejaculated... I've been fucked until I've ejaculated...

Ji Zhan looked at the small pool of lewd liquid she flowed down in front of him, and listened to her sob so much that she was sobbing that she felt inexplicably satisfied, and felt that she was cute and cute. He pretended to be serious: Princess, do you still want it?

Woo, no more... Wei Lianji looked at him with tears, hooked his neck with his toes, and urged him in a hoarse voice: Help me pull it out quickly

The small hole is still holding the flute tube and constantly shrinking and dripping water. It is bright and swelling, like the peach blossoms in March after being hit by the spring rain. It is a broken and beautiful and heart-wrenching style.

Ji Zhan's crotch was as swollen as iron and hot as fire. He just wanted to pull out the bamboo flute and immediately rushed into the tender and slippery hole of her soul-slim after orgasm.

Wrapped tightly by her and bitten by her, and shot the accumulated white essence on her tight heart.

He held the tail of the flute and was in a state of chaos for a moment. He looked up but saw Wei Lianji's beautiful eyes closed, his chest was slightly undulating, as if he was tired and fell asleep.

Ji Zhan sighed in his heart, closed his eyes and gently pulled out the Yuping flute, pulled her dress, and called the maid to serve the princess and wash the mu.

And he himself was still cold, and Princess Wei was wearing clothes and she said that it would be cold in spring late at night, so she took a cold shower for an hour.