Chapter 72 (h) Kitchen play(2)

The more sensitive he developed, the meat he had tightly clamped his fingers, hoping that he would stop moving.

He curled his lips and raised a smile. His thumb pressed the little pearl and slowly turned it around, and the speed was getting faster and faster

Ah~ Her hand, which was originally holding the spatula, suddenly shook, her red lips slightly opened, and she overflowed and screamed

The flower hole fell for a while and couldn't help it. It shrank and then swallowed all his fingers.

Seeing her reaction, he couldn't help laughing behind her, his laughter was low, and his bones were so slim that he heard it.

Is it comfortable? Well? Is it comfortable to be played with by my husband? He twitched his pink clitoris while thrusting into her middle finger

Husband~Ah~No...No...

No? Don't even have so much water flowed? He lowered his head and saw a red and purple kiss mark on her neck. He was in a good mood

husband……

Well, what's wrong? He said, rubbing the vaginal fluid from the flower hole with his ring finger, and then slowly slid into the corridor with his middle finger.

In this case, um Ah... wait for breakfast... Ah~ I can't make breakfast. She panted lightly, her voice intermittently, and her right hand was holding the spatula with a trembling right hand, as if it would fall off at any time.

She looked down at her eyes in a daze. The man's right hand passed through her waist, his big palm covered his white and soft vagina, and his fingers thrust quickly, occasionally tugging with the sensitive and soft flesh, making a gurgling sound of water

Husband ~AhAhAh~ So comfortable Ah~ She was confused for a moment and actually moaned and even twisted her waist and hips to match his movements

Good, hurry up and fry the poached egg. My husband is hungry. His strength is a little softer. Seeing that she turned off the heat, she put the poached egg on the side of the stove and started to thrust it violently again.

The long fingers with distinct joints deliberately touched her most sensitive G-spot, and the movement of fiddling with the small meat beads with a big thumb became more and more intense.

She was wet and slippery, white and soft, and he rubbed it, feeling like he was kneading dough.

His left hand was not idle either. He rubbed the two heavy, jumping white rabbits on her chest, fiddling with the two dogwoods from time to time, then clamped them with two fingers, pulled them out, and twisted them left and right.

AhAhAh~ She screamed excitedly, "No, husband, you're going to orgasm, you're going to orgasm~

Her legs became weak, her center of gravity moved back, poured into his arms, and placed the weight of her body on him

Her arms were back and stroked his cheek

Husband, Ah~ Her fingers accidentally slid across the corner of his mouth. He opened his mouth and immediately took her green onion fingers into his mouth.

He sucked her fingers, licked and sucked eroticly, as if he was eating a popsicle saliva flowed down her fingers and into her palms.

AhAh~Husband, fuck me, wuwuwu... fuck me Ah! She shouted, the pleasure accumulated to a certain level and was about to climax

But he suddenly pulled out his finger

Haha... He was laughing, as if he was a little proud. Who said he didn't want it before?

She twisted her waist hungrily and rubbed the hard flesh blade under his crotch with her wet private parts.

Husband, fuck me Ah~ Yaya is so hungry, she wants to eat a big cock! She said to him with a charming face, trying to tiptoe and kiss him

The lips touched each other, and the desire erupted, and it was uncontrollable. It could not be extinguished with the saliva that was secreted by the two people.