What?Old Kohler asked without hearing a clear question.
Klein looked at the bumpy road ahead and yelled with a self-deprecating voice:
nothing.
I hope the Liv family can get rid of their current situation and live a better and better life.
He was indeed inspired just now. As the successor of the new era of the foodie empire, he thought of revolution, mobilizing the masses, and changing the world, which was a normal instinctive reaction. But if you think about it carefully and analyze the specific problems in detail, he felt that it was impossible to save himself by relying on the poor alone, because there are extraordinary powers in this world, and some are quite strange, and they cannot be solved by guns and cannons, just like the Sequence 5 of the alien pathway.
On the one hand, this is due to the law of conservation of extraordinary characteristics and the acquisition of materials, extraordinary power cannot be popularized, and the advantage of numbers is difficult to convert into effective combat power. Even if it can be popularized, as long as the problem of out-of-control is not solved, it will also bring disaster.
If there are no high-sequence powers, these are actually solutions to a certain extent. However, in the real world, there are not only demigods and half-humans, but also various seals that make people die without knowing how to die. Moreover, the gods are real and high.
In this way, there will be no big problems in the fight with the poor using strikes and marches. However, once they pick up weapons and build an army, they will inevitably encounter an unmatched counterattack. Large-scale natural disasters and large-scale psychological hints are not impossible.
Most of the secret organizations that can compete with the extraordinary official institutions are secret organizations, which often have evil attributes. When they merge with them, death may not be the most tragic ending. Therefore, if you want to succeed in the revolution, the most promising way is to win the support of one or several churches.
How many concessions can the vested interest class make by just strikes and marchs?
It would be relatively easier to buy... But the last time the real Creator almost came to Beckland with the help of the miserable situation of the poor, which seemed to touch the Goddess Church and the informed nobles. This can be seen from the investigation tasks accepted by reporter Mike and the situation reported by Miss Justice... Klein was thinking endlessly about the East District, the dock area and the factory area.
At the end, he couldn't help but say a roar and sighed in his heart:
After thinking about it, it is best to use the threat of the evil god to strive for improvement in the situation for the poor.
But the evil gods are the ones who cannot wait to absorb their flesh and blood and devour their souls, and are most likely to bring disasters that no one can escape.
This is a wonderful irony.
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Queens, inside the luxurious villa of Earl of Hall.
Because there was something else after Dr. Islant, Audrey took the second psychology class this week in advance.
Susie was even more excited than her and rushed into the study early, throwing even the ball game that she usually likes to play.
In this class, Audrey deliberately showed her curiosity and asked from time to time about the psychological knowledge Islant talked about last time about the mysterious field.
At the end of the course, Islant finally spoke with thought:
Miss Audrey, we have organized a seminar on this aspect. Many members have more professional research on the intersection of psychology and occultism. Are you interested in joining?
certainly!Audrey nodded without hesitation, perfectly in line with her naive and curious girl’s character.
Islant smiled:
Remember to keep it secret, you know, your elders have considerable prejudice against mysticism, and I will take you there next class.
No problem.Audrey gave a positive answer with a little excitement.
After Islant, who had long hair and waist, left the study, she closed the door and faced the mirror next to the bookcase, quieting for two seconds.
Then, she lifted her skirt, took a step to make a circle in the palace dance, then looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled:
Audrey, you are awesome!
Audrey knew that she had taken the first step to entering the Psychological Alchemy. Although the seminar was mostly just an outer circle and there would definitely be many tests in the future, this indeed made her push open the door to the Psychological Alchemy.
In this process, she did not rely on external power, but completely concealed it from Islant's psychologist, so she was very proud and proud.
That workshop sounded interesting.Susie came over and shook her tail and said, Audrey, can I join?
join in?Looking at the beloved dog with golden retrievers and round eyes, Audrey suddenly fell into deep thought.
She said long and uh:
Susie, it won't work for the time being. You, you are too conspicuous...
Speaking of this, she changed her tone and smiled slightly:
But I can take you with me.
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On Saturday night, Klein took the master key and black cane and walked out of No. 15 Minsk Street without the latter. He probably won't be back today.
He is going to find Dr. Allen, enter the other party's dream, and figure out how the nightmare related to Will Ansetine came about.
As for where Dr. Allen lives, he had already found out yesterday: No. 3 Bonningham Road, Hillston District.
By the time Klein arrived there, it was already 11 o'clock, and the surrounding blocks were dim and quiet.
After throwing a coin and doing a divination, Klein walked through the iron fence outside, went around to the side, and used the master key to open an invisible passage on the wall, entering the dark corridor.
With his quick pace, he quietly went up to the second floor and hid in an uninhabited room.
It was only after confirming that Dr. Allen and his wife were asleep that Klein penetrated the wall and entered their bedroom.
The first thing he did was to take out the Sleeping Talisman and recite the spell lowly, causing Doctor Alan's wife to fall into a real sleep and would not wake up suddenly, disturbing his subsequent dream of her husband.
But Klein squatted at the head of the bed, looking at Mrs. Allen who was sleeping, with a stunning look flashing in his eyes. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Allen who was sleeping looked so delicate.
Under her slightly frowned eyebrows, her long eyelashes trembled gently from time to time.
The delicate nose and cherry mouth make the already beautiful melon-shaped face look even more delicate, like a beautiful picture of the crabapple sleeping in spring.
Gudong...
Klein swallowed subconsciously.He was squatting beside the sleeping beauty at this moment, and he could even hear the slight sound of Mrs. Allen's mouth and nose breathing, which was indescribable to him.
He couldn't help but stretch out his big hand and gently stroked Mrs. Allen's smooth cheeks with his palm, feeling the wonderful touch brought by her delicate skin.
Then he leaned down and slowly held Mrs. Alan's two soft lips.
Um...
Mrs. Alan, whose mouth was kissed, couldn't help but let out a soft hum.But at this moment, Klein had no time to care about her reaction, and he was immersed in the softness brought by the two lips.
Mrs. Allen's soft lips were like jelly, and they slightly changed shape between Clean's lips.
The four lips were tightly pressed together, and under Klein's sucking, Mrs. Allen's lips were forced to turn outward, revealing two rows of white bald teeth.
Even the saliva that only Dr. Allen could taste was carefully eaten by Klein.
If the mature and intellectual beauty woman knew that she was forced to kiss a strange man, she would probably feel ashamed to commit suicide.
But at this moment, she was sleeping soundly and could only lie quietly on the bed, silently enduring kisses from a man outside her husband.
Later, even her two rows of white teeth were gently lifted by Klein's tongue. A piece of tongue penetrated deeply into Mrs. Allen's mouth, flipped up and down freely, sucking her saliva, stirring the soft little tongue.
Um...um...um...um...
Mrs. Alan, whose little mouth had been completely invaded, had to make seductive muffled groans because of her poor breathing.
The heat from his nose wings squirted on Klein's face one after another, making him itchy in his heart.
Gradually, Klein had abandoned his original caution.
Just kissing Mrs. Allen could no longer satisfy his desire.
He stood up again, took a breath slightly, then stretched out his hands and grabbed the thin sheet of the beautiful woman's body.
As Klein exerted his hands gently, the sheet slowly left Mrs. Allen's body.Soon, her beautiful body, which could not be covered by her pajamas, was exposed to Klein's fiery sight.
Under the faint moonlight, Mrs. Alan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, looked particularly charming.
The man's hot big hands gently stroked Mrs. Allen's delicate collarbone, and then slowly went down, climbing a round and plump towering place through his shirt along the graceful arc of his chest.
Even with the barrier of clothes, Mrs. Allen's plump breasts still gave him extra stimulation.Those plump breasts were far from what Klein could control.
The towering breasts gently changed shape under the man's hands. The soft touch and faint guilt made Klein's heartbeat start to accelerate.
The cock under his crotch was once again congested and erect, and he stretched out the crotch high.
His breathing became thicker and thicker, his eyes were red, and only Mrs. Alan's mature and seductive body remained in his mind.
Playing with the mature woman's body through the clothes can no longer satisfy the pervert. Klein couldn't wait to lift the top to the sides, then quickly unbuttoned his bra, and stared at Mrs. Allen's naked upper body greedily.
Whether it was the flat belly or the delicate navel, Klein looked at it with no reservation.
What made him most fascinated was his plump and plump breasts.
The pair of plump breasts shine like white jade under the moonlight.
Because of lying flat, Mrs. Allen's big breasts were like two upside-down jade-colored sea bowls, sitting on her fair chest.
At the top of the white and soft breasts, two bright red raisins dotted in the center of the coin-sized areola.
Klein, who was about to get close to Mrs. Allen's breasts, could see clearly even the pleats on the top of her nipples.
With such a seductive beauty in front of him, Klein could not resist the lust in his heart. He stretched out his hands and held two plump breasts from the root of his breasts with one hand.
It is big and soft, and I can't hold it all with one hand, and I guess it's about the same with both hands!My hands are still so big!
With the force of his big hand, Klein's ten fingers were already trapped in Mrs. Allen's smooth breasts.
The plump breasts overflowed from the gap between their fingers, and their fingers and fair breasts looked particularly lewd under the moonlight.
Although mature women's breasts are not as elastic as girls, their plumpness and softness are better than those of girls.
Klein's big hands continued to change shape, playing around on Mrs. Allen's two breast balls, savoring the perfect touch brought by her big breasts.
After a while, Klein sensitively noticed that Mrs. Allen's breasts, which were already fat on her chest, seemed to have swelled a little.
The smooth breasts were like jelly, changing into lewd shapes as Klein's movements.
Even the bright red raisins at the top of the two snow-capped mountains quietly expanded a little.The congested nipples were like a piece of flesh, trembling slightly in the air.
Without thinking too much, Klein bent down and opened his mouth to hold Mrs. Allen's nipples.
His lips were holding the bottom of Mrs. Alan's nipples, and his teeth gently bit the erect body. His tongue began to lick the folds on the top of his nipples from time to time, swaying around his sensitive nipples, stimulating the sleeping beauty under him.
Even while sleeping, how could a mature woman resist this stimulation? As Klein's mouth moved, Mrs. Allen's body began to tremble gently, and her smooth skin gradually became stained with tempting redness.
The slightly swollen lips were slightly opened by Klein's kiss, and a faint moan came from between the two rows of white teeth...
Um………………………………………………
At this time, Mrs. Allen's moans seemed to have a charm that was so rich that it could not be melted.The moans were like top aphrodisiacs, stimulating the nerves in Klein's mind.
Klein felt that he must cum to her!
Kneading and stroking the pair of big coconuts with excellent feel, although they do not have the elasticity of young girls, nor do they have the special sense of development like sports cars.
However, this kind of big breasts that have breastfeeded children can actually cause men's sexual desire.
Because men have more or less a little bit of mother-Elder, in their infant age, where they have almost forgotten, it is their big breasts that gave them everything they grew up with.
This is why men like big tits at the beginning.
Klein slowly pulled open the cool quilt, revealing the printed one-piece black evening dress. Mrs. Allen's chest button was not fully buttoned, and half of the snowy and fat breasts shimmered out. The curve of her thin waist quickly raised toward her hips, and it quickly fell down on the legs, a perfect S-shaped curve.
Klein opened his eyes wide and admired it. A dazzling cherry on the top of Mrs. Allen's snow-white meat ball seemed to emit heat, tempting to taste it.
Although the two huge breasts are no longer strong and slide down quickly after they pop out, they still float in the air as if they were held by air. A cleavage was deeply clamped out. The delicate cleavage extends until it cannot be seen below the third hole, and only half of the breasts are leaking out. The areola is dark red and brown, which is a characteristic that only women with breastfeeding experience can have.
Klein couldn't stand it anymore.
He simply took off his shoes and sat on Mrs. Allen's naked waist, sucking Mrs. Allen's nipples vigorously like a child's breasts.
The two free hands were not idle either, and they caressed Mrs. Allen's smooth skin to the fullest.
Whether it is her plump and huge breasts or her slender waist, she has not even let go of the beauty's clean armpits.
Um...um...um...um...
As Klein moved, Mrs. Allen's moaning sound became more rapid.
The originally slightly cool skin began to generate more heat. The two straight long legs below curled up slightly, rubbing against the middle from time to time, obviously having aroused a little sexual desire.
Klein got up from Mrs. Allen's waist, grabbed her pants with both hands and pulled them down hard.
Soon, Klein threw his pants to the edge of the bed with black lace panties.
Neither Mauri Alan was sleeping underground or Madam Alan was drunk and sleeping drunk, she would have thought that this beautiful body exuding the tempting mature woman's aura was so scattered by a man who was not her husband.
Klein reached out and placed his hand on Mrs. Allen's straight calves, rubbing it gently, feeling the smoothness and delicateness that were fed back into the palm of his palm.
Mrs. Allen's legs were beautiful, with long and straight calves and smooth and delicate skin. Klein's big hands slowly climbed upwards to Mrs. Allen's plump thighs.
He squeezed the beautiful flesh on Mrs. Allen's thighs lightly and seriously, and the touch in his hands made him particularly excited.
Born beautiful and well-maintained, Mrs. Allen's body still maintains the elasticity that is not inferior to that of a girl, but the plump and plump thighs are more mature than that of a girl.
Speaking of which, Mrs. Allen's body is the most attractive thing that Klein has ever played with other people's wife.
Her tits are bigger and softer than Ms. Staring, and her raisin-sized nipples are particularly delicious.
The plump buttocks felt good, so Klein put his hands between Mrs. Allen's butt and the sheets, and held them up. The heavy flesh almost ignited the man's desire.
Klein took a deep breath and slowly moved his big hand that rubbed Mrs. Allen's buttocks to her weedy belly, gently rubbing the beautiful mature woman's dense pubic hair.
Then slowly lowered his evil hand and finally squeezed between the plump roots of Mrs. Allen's thighs.
Klein put his index finger and middle finger together and gently approached Mrs. Allen's most secret and shameful private parts of the Taoyuan.
The next second, Klein's fingers touched a mysterious part of furry, soft, hot.
Um...
Mrs. Alan, who was touched by a strange man who did not belong to her husband, trembled all over, and a gentle moan came from her swollen lips.
The two plump thighs were also gently pinched in the middle, covering Klein's big hand.
Klein enjoyed the softness and elasticity coming from the back of his palms and hands, and at the same time felt a faint sense of turbulence at his fingertips.
It's very sensitive...but so too, such a seductive body is definitely a woman with high desire.
Klein spread his legs apart and put his hands close to the Peach Garden Secret Realm under the beauty.
Although the moonlight was hazy and it was not very real to see, the beautiful woman's dense pubic hair and plump mons pubic pubic are still deeply imprinted into Klein's memory.
Klein lowered his head and gently admired the lush grass on Mrs. Allen's lower abdomen. Then he kneaded one of Mrs. Allen's big breasts with one hand, ate another big breasts with his mouth, and gently lowered the free hand, and outlined Mrs. Allen's thighs with his fingertips and palms. He wanted to play with and taste this seductive body.
Perhaps because of mature women, Mrs. Alan's pubic hair is particularly dense, unlike the uninitiated girl who is just a piece of the lower abdomen. The curled pubic hair formed a dense inverted triangle area on Mrs. Alan's lower abdomen, and spread along the crotch, forming a shallow hair path, and even the plump labia were surrounded by a circle of soft hair.
Although it doesn't look as neat and clean as a girl, it is unexpectedly full of flesh and a coquettish temperament is about to emerge.
Klein leaned down again, tried to stretch his tongue, grabbed Mrs. Allen's little mouth, which exuded a charming and charming atmosphere, and gently mosuoed her fingers outside the two plump shell flesh on her lower body.
Mrs. Allen was hit by the sleeping top and bottom, and the big breast in the middle was not missed. It was constantly changing various forms in Klein's hand, which could not be grasped by one hand.
At the same time, the excitement came from three places. Even though Mrs. Allen was drunk enough, she still couldn't feel it. She was shocked all over and moaned with an umshot, as if she was touched and licked by Klein.
The lustful Klein didn't care how obscene his behavior looked. His fingers were between Mrs. Allen's plump thighs, outlining the mature woman's plump and soft labia from bottom to top.
Mrs. Allen's pubis, which was raised from a high grave, was soon soaked in her honey liquid, and the two plump pieces of shellfish were played with relish, and became fuller due to excitement and congestion.
Although her pubic hair was dense, Mrs. Allen's private parts looked no different from those of women who had never given birth to children. Her thick labia majora were just a small gap, and two thin and long labia minora hidden behind the shell flesh could be vaguely seen.
The color of the labia minora seems to be lighter, and layers of pink flesh pleats can be seen in the middle.
Drops of white sticky water droplets appeared on the soft flesh of Mrs. Allen's vagina. As Klein's fingertips outlined, they poured out bit by bit. The slightly sour juice with a mature hormonal breath made Klein's stimulating eyes red. The full of desire spread throughout his limbs and bones under the rapid beating of his heart, and finally concentrated on the penis that had been fully erected under his crotch.
Klein gasped slightly, and hurriedly pulled down his pants, letting out the thick dragon under his crotch for ventilation.
The movements of his fingertips continued to stop, and he patiently took care of Mrs. Allen's plump and soft labia majora until his two thick and soft labia majora slowly opened to both sides, completely exposing Mrs. Allen's most precious and shameful flower path to a man who was not his husband.
Um...um...um...um...
Mrs. Alan was breathing gently in her dream, and her body temperature was getting higher and higher.
Under Klein's teasing, the hot mature woman twisted her naked body restlessly, and her two fair palms gently grabbed the white sheets, trying to relieve the strange feeling of her body and mind.
The two slender legs were gathered in the middle, clamping Klein's big hands, and the elastic and soft thighs and beautiful flesh rubbed against Klein's skin from time to time, giving him a strange pleasure.
Mrs. Allen's moans and physical reactions were the greatest motivation for Klein.
His fingertips had squeezed into the mature woman's plump meat, and he began to explore everything in the secret realm of Taoyuan.
Whether it is the labia minora as thin as a cicada or the hole with mist juice, even the small urethra above the vaginal opening.
The hormones of mature women are mixed with a slight smell, which deeply stimulates Klein.
Um...hot...um...well...well...so hot...
At this moment, intermittent words suddenly appeared in Mrs. Allen's moan.For a moment, Klein felt that she might be awake.
However, Mrs. Allen's words came to an abrupt end and she didn't wake up at all. She just started moaning again.
Her plump butt twisted her hand and took the soft private parts on her mons pubis to Klein's fingers, rubbing against her rough fingertips.
It turns out that he is talking in a sleep...
He grabbed Mrs. Allen's plump buttocks hard, then tweeted his fingertips upwards, poking the meat on the top of the slit in revenge.
Yes... um... um...
As the sensitive clitoris was poked by Klein's fingertips, Mrs. Allen's body shook violently, and the moaning sound became louder involuntarily. The soft flesh near the vaginal opening contracted slightly, and a small stream of sticky juice with the temperature of the flower path slowly overflowed from the vagina.
He actually had a small orgasm, and he was really sensitive to the body.
Inside the room, Mrs. Alan was blasphemed by a man who did not belong to her husband.
Under Klein's play, as Mrs. Allen couldn't help but moan, the flesh above her vagina began to swell and slowly turned out from her thin foreskin. The originally pomegranate-like clitoris had already erected to the size of peanuts, and the flesh was chubby and pink, very cute.
After a while, the meat beads were soaked in her own honey liquid, covering it with a layer of oily color.
Just a wall was separated, not only did the fair skin dye and the bright redness of the plump breasts and bright red nipples have already quietly expanded. The slender waist and plump butt were twisted unconsciously, and they actively gave Klein the soft and beautiful peach blossoms to thrust in and out of the fingers.
Even Mrs. Allen's delicate little mouth poured out intermittently the delicate moans he might not have heard for a long time. The soft and delicate tongue tip protected by her white teeth began to take the initiative, hooked by Klein's rough tongue, and was swallowed into Klein's big mouth, wantonly blasphemy.
Um... Um... So hot... Um... Ah... Ah... Ah...
Mrs. Allen's brows frowned slightly, and her tight melon-shaped face was filled with a seductive blush. Her delicate moans began to become rapid, and the frequency of her big butt twisting gradually increased.
Soon, Mrs. Allen, who was sleeping, really shook violently. Her fair and slender legs were tightly clamped with Klein's big hands, and her soft waist arched up involuntarily, and the warm flower path began to shrink violently.
With Mrs. Allen's high or delicate moan, a wave of sticky vaginal fluid suddenly surged out of the depths of her vagina and sprayed onto the man's big hand along the cracks at the vaginal opening.
For a moment, only Mrs. Allen's slightly breathing sound remained in the room.
Klein smiled lewdly, and his waist and hips were pushed forward, and his glans slid into the beauty's flower path below him.
As the muffled groan sounded, Klein knelt between Mrs. Allen's legs, holding Mrs. Allen's smooth calf with both hands, and posing the beauty's lower body into an M-shaped shape.
Whether it is the grassy belly or the plump and furry mons pubis, it is exposed to Klein's sight.
As Klein's waist and hips moved, a terrifying dragon, thick and long, kept going in and out of Mrs. Allen's soft and bright red flesh.
The sound of water in the gurgling sounded from Mrs. Allen's crotch, proving that the sleeping beauty's body responded honestly.
Hua Zhi, which had not been invaded by the penis for a long time, was forced to secrete slippery juice under the thrusting of Klein's penis, soaking the man's tough cock.
Whether it was the thick clam meat or the vaginal opening the size of a fingernail, it was forced to expand under the thrusting of Klein's cock. Even the soft vaginal opening around the vaginal opening was carried out by the pulling penis and slightly turned out.
Huh... I didn't expect that Mrs. Alan's cunt was so tight... Klein grabbed Mrs. Alan's calves, and the cock under her crotch rhythmically explored the mature woman's flower path, and two heavy eggs slapped Mrs. Alan's plump buttocks.
Although she had given birth to a child, Mrs. Allen's vagina was unexpectedly tight.
Although it is not as good as a virgin's pussy, the soft flower path is like a meat pot, tightly shaking the protruding foreign objects, and it shrinks rhythmically under Klein's thrust, and massages the hard rod body with the wet tender flesh on the flower path wall.
Whenever Klein's cock hits the end of his vagina, Mrs. Allen's vagina would tremble, like a warm little mouth, sucking upward from the base of the cock, preventing Klein from pulling out the cock.
The uterus that has been pregnant with children is softer and plump compared to women who have never given birth to children. The fleshy petals of the cervix have slowly opened under the impact of Klein, whisking the groove under Klein's glans like a piston, bringing Klein unprecedented stimulation.
The pleasure from the cock made Klein dizzy and swell, leaving only Mrs. Allen's tempting body in her mind.
He growled, and he stretched his hands upwards with both hands, grabbed Mrs. Allen's fat breasts with one hand, and began to rub the soft breasts vigorously.
The lower body no longer showed mercy. The thick and long penis expanded again under the stimulation of sexual desire. The penis that had already penetrated deep into Mrs. Allen's flower path grew a small piece again. The huge glans broke through the petals of the cervix. Most of the purple-red flesh crown broke into the uterus, trembling gently in the holy place where life was nurturing, rubbing against the thick uterine wall below Mrs. Allen's lower abdomen.
Mrs. Alan, who was suddenly opened, couldn't help but scream from Ah, and her delicate and beautiful facial features wrinkled, obviously feeling very uncomfortable.
The long eyelashes under my eyes began to shake gently, as if I was about to wake up at any time.
But how could Klein give up the beautiful meat he got at this time? He enjoyed the feeling that his penis was tightly wrapped by Mrs. Allen's warm meat pot. Even if Mrs. Allen could wake up at any time, she would not want to leave just like that.
He rubbed Mrs. Allen's huge breasts on her chest as if she was kneading dough, and stuck her butt backwards, pulling out most of her cock from Mrs. Allen's warm pussy, leaving only the glans to gently pounding near the vaginal opening.
Then he took a deep breath, his waist and hips suddenly thrust forward, and his dark cock once again penetrated deep into Mrs. Allen's vagina.
AhAh… Mrs. Alan was obviously not adapted to the size of Klein’s cock, and there was a hint of pain in her moans.
But as Klein's waist and hips thrust quickly, she began to gradually adapt to the intense sex. Her slender waist and plump buttocks began to cooperate with Klein's pile driver thrusting, constantly twisting, wiggling waves of seductive buttocks.
The two plump and soft breasts changed shapes under Klein's hands. At the same time, as Klein's fierce movements, they kept shaking like two big meatballs, stimulating the man's senses.
Um... Um... So hot... Ah... Ah... So strange... Um...
Mrs. Alan, who was fucked by Klein, thought she had a dream, and it was Dr. Alan who kept fucking her in the dream.
Mrs. Allen fantasized about her husband rubbing her lewd big breasts, and her cock under her crotch quickly fucked the pussy that belonged only to him, as if she had returned to the age when the couple had the best relationship.
Um... Alan... You make me feel so comfortable... Ah... Mrs. Alan gasped in a tender voice, humming intermittently: Ah... Alan... Your cock is so big... Why has it become so big and so hard... Ah... It's too deep... It's so strange... There was no such big Ah before!
Mrs. Allen's body became softer and hotter, and her high nipples kept rubbing against Klein's palm.
The warm passage in Mrs. Allen's lower body was flowing with white vaginal fluid under the thrust of Klein's cock, and splashed out along the hole of the hole that was fucked and unable to close, bringing a wave of lewd smell to the room.
Mrs. Alan, who thought she was having a spring dream, held her plump butt and actively clamped her plump thighs, allowing her wet pussy to clamp the man's penis tighter.
Layers of soft vaginal flesh massaged the body of the cock, and the flower path pressed the hard cock tightly like a meat pot, as if it could not wait to squeeze out thick white semen from the cock.
But Mrs. Allen obviously underestimated Klein's sexual ability. Although her warm and tight vagina was extremely stimulating, Klein was still within Klein's tolerance.
Klein, who was aroused by Mrs. Allen's slutty moaning beneath her, simply pulled out her cock and pressed her thighs and knees against the mature woman's plump buttocks with her subconscious groan.
As a result, Mrs. Allen's long legs were forced to rise up and clamped against Crane's shoulder.
The wet mons pubis arched upwards with the raised buttocks, and the flat abdomen also showed traces of flesh folds due to the arching of the lower body.
Crane gasped, reached out and put Mrs. Allen's long legs on her shoulders, then leaned over to hold the pair of soft big breasts again.
The ferocious glans, which was larger than an egg, pressed against the crack of the flesh that was fucked and could not be closed, and squeezed into the soft and tender vaginal opening.
After thrusting for a while, Klein changed his position and inserted his cock into Mrs. Allen's wet and soft lower body again.
This time, Klein's penis was not only lubricated by vaginal fluid, but also received the help of gravity because the angle of fucking was slightly downward.
The thick flesh-crowned head mercilessly broke through the soft and tender vaginal flesh, stayed on the flower heart deep in the vagina for a short time, then suddenly broke through the flesh petals of the cervix, and the top of the glans squeezed heavily into Mrs. Allen's uterus.
Under the sudden and strong impact, Mrs. Allen seemed to be a little more awake, and her originally closed eyes seemed to start to use signs of opening.
But with her waist raised high, she was obviously still sinking into the long-lost pleasure of sex. Her two little hands tightly grabbed the bed sheet, and she couldn't help but breathe sweetly from the seductive little mouth.
AhAhAh...it's too deep...your cock is too long...Ah...it's all in...Mrs. Alan gasped quickly and moaned intermittently: There...it's never been pushed there...Ah...it's so exciting...ah...so thick...um...so comfortable...
After all, she is a beautiful woman who has given birth to a child. Although she was opened by Klein's big cock, she felt a little strange and uncomfortable, but at the same time, she was accompanied by faster, more violent and higher sexual pleasure.
Klein rubbed Mrs. Allen's lewd big breasts vigorously, twisting her waist and hips hard, fucking the beautiful mature woman under her body.
In this position, although Klein's thrust was not as fast as before, every time he inserted, his glans could penetrate deeply into Mrs. Allen's uterus.
The flower room invaded by foreign objects is like a frightened deer. Every time the glans is inserted, the plump flesh membrane will shrink suddenly, like a warm and soft mouth, tightly covering the flesh crown at the top of the penis.
Klein had to force himself to pull his glans out of Mrs. Allen's uterus.
But Mrs. Allen's involuntary cooperation also gave the man an extremely exciting feeling.
Pa, pa, pa...
As Klein's cock thrust, two huge eggs slapped on Mrs. Allen's white buttocks rhythmically, making lewd sounds.
With the sound of the body colliding, Mrs. Alan also enjoyed the pleasure brought to her by her penis. The originally hazy moans gradually became clear and became rapid.
The pussy, which had not been violated by the penis for a long time, couldn't help but contract, and the deep part of the vagina was fucked out of white slurry.
Even though Mrs. Allen's pussy was slightly raised up at this moment, the tight pussy could not accommodate so much semen. A stream of white juice overflowed along the unclosed hole, dyeing the man's meat bag and his plump buttocks a layer of shiny water stains.
At first glance, the white semen slowly flowed out of the hole, and I thought that Mrs. Alan had been creampied by Klein at this moment.
Klein's cock that was far beyond the ordinary size was even more sexual pleasure that kept impacting Mrs. Allen's body and mind, and the cock that was far beyond the ordinary size brought her special stimulation.
The sleeping beautiful mature woman even gradually woke up from the intense fucking. She was still drowsy and slowly opened her eyes, thinking about what was happening in her body in a little confused manner.
The brain, which was somewhat dull because of the sleeping talisman, operated more slowly under the impact of pleasure.
After a while, Mrs. Alan, who was numb all over, realized that her legs were being pinched on her shoulders and her pussy was being fucked constantly.
Um... Alan... You are here... Oh... Um... It feels so comfortable... You fuck me so much... Mrs. Alan moaned subconsciously. She is not awake now, and is half-wake.
Just as Cline wanted to put clothes on Mrs. Allen's face to cover her eyes, she suddenly reached out and pressed his cheek, then raised her head suddenly, and her rosy lips were actively printed on his mouth.
Crane responded enthusiastically to Mrs. Allen's kiss, and her thick tongue unreasonably pried open Mrs. Allen's rosy lips, gently stirred in the beauty's warm mouth, sucking Mrs. Allen's saliva, teasing her lilac tongue.
Mrs. Allen responded to Klein's tongue kiss with equal enthusiasm, sucking Klein's tongue in snow.
Come, come and fuck me... Mrs. Allen's beauty was panting gently, and took the initiative to wrap her two slender legs around Klein's back, and then raised her plump butt: You are so good... It makes me feel good...
Klein smiled, and the terrifying dragon under his crotch started to move again, pounding deeply into Mrs. Allen's warm flower path.
Ah...Ah...so thick...Alan...Is your second development there...too big...Ah...so comfortable...I haven't felt so comfortable before...Well...I'm so happy...
Mrs. Allen's sweet breath came from her mouth intermittently. After that, she clamped her legs again, took the initiative to lift her butt, and cooperated with the in and out of Klein's cock.
The soft and wet vagina contracted rhythmically, and he took the initiative to serve Klein's cock, obviously hoping that men can also experience greater pleasure.
Mrs. Allen's active cater to Crane makes Klein more comfortable. It is not only the pleasure from her penis, but more importantly, Dr. Allen is sleeping beside the bed, and he fucks his wife in the bed and takes the initiative to ask for pleasure. This stimulating pleasure is really hard to describe in words.
Klein gasped, thrusting his waist and hips contentedly, quickly exploring the tight vagina with his thick penis.
Ah...Ah...you, you are so awesome...quickly, I'm almost out of here...well...Mrs. Alan also enjoyed the pleasure of sex and moaned charmingly: Um...so wet...the pussy is so wet...there has never been so much water...Ah...the voice is so lewd...but it's so exciting...Ah...
When the sound of water that only heard in the A-film appeared between her crotch, Mrs. Alan felt particularly stimulating in her heart.
She completely abandoned her reserve as a teacher and enjoyed unprecedented happiness.
The warm and soft flesh wall in the flower path tightly hangs the thick and long penis, and large sticky white paste overflows from the part where the honey hole and the penis intersect, sprinkling a large wet water stain on the bed sheet.
After being fucked by Klein for fifty or sixty times, Mrs. Allen suddenly felt a warm urge to urinate on her lower abdomen, her body trembled suddenly, and her long legs were tightly placed around Klein's waist, as if she was expecting something.
No, no... um... I'm going to get too deep... my uterus is going to be broken... Mrs. Alan's gasping voice became more and more rapid and louder, and a pair of blurred eyes were filled with water, obviously about to reach an orgasm: I, I don't know... I might be going to pee... Ah... Stop... Don't be that deep... It's too irritating... Ah, No, don't...
Mrs. Allen's voice was a little louder.Klein ignored Mrs. Allen's plea to let him twitch it lightly. He continued to use all his strength to fuck his wet cunt fiercely.
Under the moonlight, the super-spec large penis with white foam quickly went in and out of Mrs. Allen's lower body, and waves of lustful juice were sprayed out from the part where the sexual intercourse was intertwined.
The thick glans and hard body cultivated the tender pussy that had been lingering for a long time. Not only the two thick labia majora, but also the soft and tender vaginal flesh inside the vaginal opening was fucked out by Klein. Under the wet honey juice, it was vaguely seen that the tender flesh had obvious redness and swelling, and it was obviously fucked very hard.
Mrs. Alan, who was on the verge of orgasm, could not bear such intense thrusting, lewd moans and slippery white juice kept pouring out from her two small mouths.
The two lewd big breasts swayed quickly with their bodies, and the soft and elastic touch of flesh was perfectly fed back in Klein's palm.
The lower body's vagina contracted faster and faster, as if it was giving birth, as if it was about to squeeze Klein's penis out of the tight vagina.
But how could Klein's behemoth be withstood by Mrs. Allen's vagina?
After being fucked by Klein for dozens of times, Mrs. Allen was defeated first. The originally muddy flower path was even more defeated. Large pieces of semen were poured on Klein's cock, making him feel numb and comfortable.
Mrs. Alan under her was even more unbearable. Her eyes had turned white, her rosy lips were opened, and her expression was fucked, and a sudden moan came out of her little mouth blocked by Klein's mouth in a muffled voice.
No, it really doesn't work...Ah...No, it doesn't work...It's coming...It's coming...Ah, it's so exciting, I'm coming...Ah...AhAhAhAhAhAh!!!
With the last long cry of writh, Mrs. Alan's soft body suddenly stiffened, her slender waist and plump buttocks suddenly arched upwards, her long legs clamped Klein's waist tightly, her ten delicate toes curled up tightly, and even her two fair little hands tightly clutched the sheets, two faint blue veins flashed faintly on the back of her smooth and white hands.
At the same time, Klein felt an unprecedented thrust coming from Mrs. Allen's vagina. The warm and soft flower path was like a meat plug, tightly slinging the thick penis. As the vaginal wall squirmed, it seemed as if he wanted to completely push Klein's penis out.
Klein was so excited by this strong pleasure that he almost couldn't lock his sperm level.He quickly took a deep breath and firmly blocked Mrs. Allen's vagina with his thick cock.
The next second, a stronger squeezing sensation came from the cock.
Mrs. Allen's pussy tightened again, and the originally extremely tight wall of flesh tightly grabbed Klein's cock. Even the flower room at the end of the vagina suddenly contracted. The elastic uterine wall tightly wrapped the congested glans. The flesh petals of the cervix were squinting tightly with the groove under the glans. The uterus that nurtured life seemed to be a large fleshy condom at this moment, firmly locking the flesh crown in the front of the penis.
A large wave of warm vaginal fluid poured out from the depths of the vagina and was violently poured on Klein's hot cock, which made the man unable to help but shudder. It was so exciting...
Klein lets a nerve break in his head.
Then he felt his waist and eyes numb, and his two heavy testicles began to contract violently, and the vas deferens twitched violently, drawing the body fluid that gave birth to life from the egg bag.
The next moment, the tightly closed urethra in front of the glans opened slightly, and a large stream of sticky white semen suddenly gushed out of the urethra and hit the thick uterine wall with a swelling edge.
AhAh!!So hot!!Being ejaculated... Mrs. Allen's uterus was poured by Klein's hot semen, and her body trembled violently again. A large amount of vaginal semen also gushed out of her lower body, reaching orgasm again.
Her hands didn't bother to grab the sheets. Driven by sexual desire, she hugged Klein's neck tightly, pressing the man's upper body tightly against her soft body, while enjoying the joy of orgasm.
After a while, Clain felt the last drop of semen dripping from his urethra, he slowly stood up and slowly pulled his still firm cock out of Mrs. Allen's warm pussy.
Most of the sticky mist juice flowed out from the unclosed hole of the wife's lower body, which was really obscene.
Looking at Mrs. Allen's appearance of being humiliated, Klein's already strong cock was congested and erect again, and his wet body was almost pressed against his lower abdomen.
Klein smiled lewdly and lay on Mrs. Allen again, picked her up and turned her around, put her on the bed, and raised her butt to her.
The next second, with a muffled sound, Mrs. Allen felt a numb and fullness coming from her private parts again.
She couldn't help but think about refusing, and her mouth opened slightly, and a familiar moan rang in the room again.
After finishing his work, Klein sat on the chair in front of the dressing table, held the Dream Talisman in his hand, and whispered a word from the ancient Hemis:
Crimson!
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the talisman in his palm become light, as if he had become an illusory object without weight.
As the spiritual inflowed, transparent flames wrapped around the spell and burned out the deep and quiet black.
Driven by Klein's will, this black spread out, covering Dr. Allen and himself.
Klein, who quickly entered the meditation state, saw the boundless darkness and the lonely oval light ball.
His spirituality stretched over and touched the illusory and hazy thing.
The world around him suddenly turned upside down and twisted back. Klein was unconsciously in a barren plain with dark stones under his feet and not even a weed.
A black spire stands in the center of the plain, with a huge silver-white snake coiled on it, its head is already up, and its bright red eyes are coldly staring in this direction.
Unlike Dr. Allen's description, this silver-white giant snake has no solid scales, and is full of dense patterns and symbols. They form wheels connected to each other, and there are different signs around each wheel.
The giant snake's tail and head wheels are each half, which looks quite inconsistent and seems to force the obsessive-compulsive disorder to death, but Klein imagined that if the silver-white giant snake could bite its tail with its mouth, the wheel would be complete, everything would become complete, no longer incomplete, no longer change.
Beside Klein, Doctor Alan looked ahead blankly, step by step closer to the pitch-black spire.
It can be confirmed that no one guided Doctor Alan... to eliminate the extraordinary ability of Nightmare... Klein quickly made a judgment.
He did not stop Dr. Alan, followed him behind him and walked towards the black spire towards the silver-white giant snake.
After only a few steps, the target had arrived in front of them. The silver-white giant snake leaned down from its upper body, as if thinking about how to enjoy the dessert delivered to its mouth.
Its mouth opened wide, but no fishy smell came out. Its red eyes were cold and ruthless. Everything looked like prey, but it did not have the slightest sense of killing or cruelty.
In front of it, everything seems to be small and equal because of its insignificance.
The giant snake did not attack in the end, and Klein followed Dr. Allen through an old rotten wooden door and entered the interior of the dark tower.
As Allen said before, the layout here is extremely chaotic, with the stairs hovering upwards and then falling slantedly. Some of the halls, libraries and rooms are normal, some are upside down, and some are embedded in other parts. This is a building that cannot exist in the real world.
Through doors and through walls, Klein no longer knew where he had reached the Black Tower, perhaps the spire or the basement.
In the rich darkness, he suddenly found a figure curled up in the corner ahead.
The figure noticed Dr. Allen came over, and hurriedly stood up with support, jumping closer with one leg.
It was not until the figure was close to him that Klein could see clearly his appearance, a treacherous, in his early teens, with a childish face and a clear look of fear.
The figure is about 1.4 meters tall, with an empty left calf, as if it were the child who had undergone surgery.
He held a deck of tarot cards in his hand, and his dark eyes were filled with surprise, joy, fear and panic:
Doctor Alan, there is a snake that wants to eat me!
Suddenly, he screamed, and the huge mysterious silver snake reflected in his eyes.
Hurry up!
The tarot card in his hand fell all over the floor, leaving only a tightly held in his palm.
Klein looked at it and found that there was also a wheel on the card.
That is the Wheel of Destiny card.
Hurry up!
The dream shattered in an instant, and Klein found himself still sitting in the chair in front of the dressing table.
Klein looked at the bumpy road ahead and yelled with a self-deprecating voice:
nothing.
I hope the Liv family can get rid of their current situation and live a better and better life.
He was indeed inspired just now. As the successor of the new era of the foodie empire, he thought of revolution, mobilizing the masses, and changing the world, which was a normal instinctive reaction. But if you think about it carefully and analyze the specific problems in detail, he felt that it was impossible to save himself by relying on the poor alone, because there are extraordinary powers in this world, and some are quite strange, and they cannot be solved by guns and cannons, just like the Sequence 5 of the alien pathway.
On the one hand, this is due to the law of conservation of extraordinary characteristics and the acquisition of materials, extraordinary power cannot be popularized, and the advantage of numbers is difficult to convert into effective combat power. Even if it can be popularized, as long as the problem of out-of-control is not solved, it will also bring disaster.
If there are no high-sequence powers, these are actually solutions to a certain extent. However, in the real world, there are not only demigods and half-humans, but also various seals that make people die without knowing how to die. Moreover, the gods are real and high.
In this way, there will be no big problems in the fight with the poor using strikes and marches. However, once they pick up weapons and build an army, they will inevitably encounter an unmatched counterattack. Large-scale natural disasters and large-scale psychological hints are not impossible.
Most of the secret organizations that can compete with the extraordinary official institutions are secret organizations, which often have evil attributes. When they merge with them, death may not be the most tragic ending. Therefore, if you want to succeed in the revolution, the most promising way is to win the support of one or several churches.
How many concessions can the vested interest class make by just strikes and marchs?
It would be relatively easier to buy... But the last time the real Creator almost came to Beckland with the help of the miserable situation of the poor, which seemed to touch the Goddess Church and the informed nobles. This can be seen from the investigation tasks accepted by reporter Mike and the situation reported by Miss Justice... Klein was thinking endlessly about the East District, the dock area and the factory area.
At the end, he couldn't help but say a roar and sighed in his heart:
After thinking about it, it is best to use the threat of the evil god to strive for improvement in the situation for the poor.
But the evil gods are the ones who cannot wait to absorb their flesh and blood and devour their souls, and are most likely to bring disasters that no one can escape.
This is a wonderful irony.
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Queens, inside the luxurious villa of Earl of Hall.
Because there was something else after Dr. Islant, Audrey took the second psychology class this week in advance.
Susie was even more excited than her and rushed into the study early, throwing even the ball game that she usually likes to play.
In this class, Audrey deliberately showed her curiosity and asked from time to time about the psychological knowledge Islant talked about last time about the mysterious field.
At the end of the course, Islant finally spoke with thought:
Miss Audrey, we have organized a seminar on this aspect. Many members have more professional research on the intersection of psychology and occultism. Are you interested in joining?
certainly!Audrey nodded without hesitation, perfectly in line with her naive and curious girl’s character.
Islant smiled:
Remember to keep it secret, you know, your elders have considerable prejudice against mysticism, and I will take you there next class.
No problem.Audrey gave a positive answer with a little excitement.
After Islant, who had long hair and waist, left the study, she closed the door and faced the mirror next to the bookcase, quieting for two seconds.
Then, she lifted her skirt, took a step to make a circle in the palace dance, then looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled:
Audrey, you are awesome!
Audrey knew that she had taken the first step to entering the Psychological Alchemy. Although the seminar was mostly just an outer circle and there would definitely be many tests in the future, this indeed made her push open the door to the Psychological Alchemy.
In this process, she did not rely on external power, but completely concealed it from Islant's psychologist, so she was very proud and proud.
That workshop sounded interesting.Susie came over and shook her tail and said, Audrey, can I join?
join in?Looking at the beloved dog with golden retrievers and round eyes, Audrey suddenly fell into deep thought.
She said long and uh:
Susie, it won't work for the time being. You, you are too conspicuous...
Speaking of this, she changed her tone and smiled slightly:
But I can take you with me.
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On Saturday night, Klein took the master key and black cane and walked out of No. 15 Minsk Street without the latter. He probably won't be back today.
He is going to find Dr. Allen, enter the other party's dream, and figure out how the nightmare related to Will Ansetine came about.
As for where Dr. Allen lives, he had already found out yesterday: No. 3 Bonningham Road, Hillston District.
By the time Klein arrived there, it was already 11 o'clock, and the surrounding blocks were dim and quiet.
After throwing a coin and doing a divination, Klein walked through the iron fence outside, went around to the side, and used the master key to open an invisible passage on the wall, entering the dark corridor.
With his quick pace, he quietly went up to the second floor and hid in an uninhabited room.
It was only after confirming that Dr. Allen and his wife were asleep that Klein penetrated the wall and entered their bedroom.
The first thing he did was to take out the Sleeping Talisman and recite the spell lowly, causing Doctor Alan's wife to fall into a real sleep and would not wake up suddenly, disturbing his subsequent dream of her husband.
But Klein squatted at the head of the bed, looking at Mrs. Allen who was sleeping, with a stunning look flashing in his eyes. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Allen who was sleeping looked so delicate.
Under her slightly frowned eyebrows, her long eyelashes trembled gently from time to time.
The delicate nose and cherry mouth make the already beautiful melon-shaped face look even more delicate, like a beautiful picture of the crabapple sleeping in spring.
Gudong...
Klein swallowed subconsciously.He was squatting beside the sleeping beauty at this moment, and he could even hear the slight sound of Mrs. Allen's mouth and nose breathing, which was indescribable to him.
He couldn't help but stretch out his big hand and gently stroked Mrs. Allen's smooth cheeks with his palm, feeling the wonderful touch brought by her delicate skin.
Then he leaned down and slowly held Mrs. Alan's two soft lips.
Um...
Mrs. Alan, whose mouth was kissed, couldn't help but let out a soft hum.But at this moment, Klein had no time to care about her reaction, and he was immersed in the softness brought by the two lips.
Mrs. Allen's soft lips were like jelly, and they slightly changed shape between Clean's lips.
The four lips were tightly pressed together, and under Klein's sucking, Mrs. Allen's lips were forced to turn outward, revealing two rows of white bald teeth.
Even the saliva that only Dr. Allen could taste was carefully eaten by Klein.
If the mature and intellectual beauty woman knew that she was forced to kiss a strange man, she would probably feel ashamed to commit suicide.
But at this moment, she was sleeping soundly and could only lie quietly on the bed, silently enduring kisses from a man outside her husband.
Later, even her two rows of white teeth were gently lifted by Klein's tongue. A piece of tongue penetrated deeply into Mrs. Allen's mouth, flipped up and down freely, sucking her saliva, stirring the soft little tongue.
Um...um...um...um...
Mrs. Alan, whose little mouth had been completely invaded, had to make seductive muffled groans because of her poor breathing.
The heat from his nose wings squirted on Klein's face one after another, making him itchy in his heart.
Gradually, Klein had abandoned his original caution.
Just kissing Mrs. Allen could no longer satisfy his desire.
He stood up again, took a breath slightly, then stretched out his hands and grabbed the thin sheet of the beautiful woman's body.
As Klein exerted his hands gently, the sheet slowly left Mrs. Allen's body.Soon, her beautiful body, which could not be covered by her pajamas, was exposed to Klein's fiery sight.
Under the faint moonlight, Mrs. Alan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, looked particularly charming.
The man's hot big hands gently stroked Mrs. Allen's delicate collarbone, and then slowly went down, climbing a round and plump towering place through his shirt along the graceful arc of his chest.
Even with the barrier of clothes, Mrs. Allen's plump breasts still gave him extra stimulation.Those plump breasts were far from what Klein could control.
The towering breasts gently changed shape under the man's hands. The soft touch and faint guilt made Klein's heartbeat start to accelerate.
The cock under his crotch was once again congested and erect, and he stretched out the crotch high.
His breathing became thicker and thicker, his eyes were red, and only Mrs. Alan's mature and seductive body remained in his mind.
Playing with the mature woman's body through the clothes can no longer satisfy the pervert. Klein couldn't wait to lift the top to the sides, then quickly unbuttoned his bra, and stared at Mrs. Allen's naked upper body greedily.
Whether it was the flat belly or the delicate navel, Klein looked at it with no reservation.
What made him most fascinated was his plump and plump breasts.
The pair of plump breasts shine like white jade under the moonlight.
Because of lying flat, Mrs. Allen's big breasts were like two upside-down jade-colored sea bowls, sitting on her fair chest.
At the top of the white and soft breasts, two bright red raisins dotted in the center of the coin-sized areola.
Klein, who was about to get close to Mrs. Allen's breasts, could see clearly even the pleats on the top of her nipples.
With such a seductive beauty in front of him, Klein could not resist the lust in his heart. He stretched out his hands and held two plump breasts from the root of his breasts with one hand.
It is big and soft, and I can't hold it all with one hand, and I guess it's about the same with both hands!My hands are still so big!
With the force of his big hand, Klein's ten fingers were already trapped in Mrs. Allen's smooth breasts.
The plump breasts overflowed from the gap between their fingers, and their fingers and fair breasts looked particularly lewd under the moonlight.
Although mature women's breasts are not as elastic as girls, their plumpness and softness are better than those of girls.
Klein's big hands continued to change shape, playing around on Mrs. Allen's two breast balls, savoring the perfect touch brought by her big breasts.
After a while, Klein sensitively noticed that Mrs. Allen's breasts, which were already fat on her chest, seemed to have swelled a little.
The smooth breasts were like jelly, changing into lewd shapes as Klein's movements.
Even the bright red raisins at the top of the two snow-capped mountains quietly expanded a little.The congested nipples were like a piece of flesh, trembling slightly in the air.
Without thinking too much, Klein bent down and opened his mouth to hold Mrs. Allen's nipples.
His lips were holding the bottom of Mrs. Alan's nipples, and his teeth gently bit the erect body. His tongue began to lick the folds on the top of his nipples from time to time, swaying around his sensitive nipples, stimulating the sleeping beauty under him.
Even while sleeping, how could a mature woman resist this stimulation? As Klein's mouth moved, Mrs. Allen's body began to tremble gently, and her smooth skin gradually became stained with tempting redness.
The slightly swollen lips were slightly opened by Klein's kiss, and a faint moan came from between the two rows of white teeth...
Um………………………………………………
At this time, Mrs. Allen's moans seemed to have a charm that was so rich that it could not be melted.The moans were like top aphrodisiacs, stimulating the nerves in Klein's mind.
Klein felt that he must cum to her!
Kneading and stroking the pair of big coconuts with excellent feel, although they do not have the elasticity of young girls, nor do they have the special sense of development like sports cars.
However, this kind of big breasts that have breastfeeded children can actually cause men's sexual desire.
Because men have more or less a little bit of mother-Elder, in their infant age, where they have almost forgotten, it is their big breasts that gave them everything they grew up with.
This is why men like big tits at the beginning.
Klein slowly pulled open the cool quilt, revealing the printed one-piece black evening dress. Mrs. Allen's chest button was not fully buttoned, and half of the snowy and fat breasts shimmered out. The curve of her thin waist quickly raised toward her hips, and it quickly fell down on the legs, a perfect S-shaped curve.
Klein opened his eyes wide and admired it. A dazzling cherry on the top of Mrs. Allen's snow-white meat ball seemed to emit heat, tempting to taste it.
Although the two huge breasts are no longer strong and slide down quickly after they pop out, they still float in the air as if they were held by air. A cleavage was deeply clamped out. The delicate cleavage extends until it cannot be seen below the third hole, and only half of the breasts are leaking out. The areola is dark red and brown, which is a characteristic that only women with breastfeeding experience can have.
Klein couldn't stand it anymore.
He simply took off his shoes and sat on Mrs. Allen's naked waist, sucking Mrs. Allen's nipples vigorously like a child's breasts.
The two free hands were not idle either, and they caressed Mrs. Allen's smooth skin to the fullest.
Whether it is her plump and huge breasts or her slender waist, she has not even let go of the beauty's clean armpits.
Um...um...um...um...
As Klein moved, Mrs. Allen's moaning sound became more rapid.
The originally slightly cool skin began to generate more heat. The two straight long legs below curled up slightly, rubbing against the middle from time to time, obviously having aroused a little sexual desire.
Klein got up from Mrs. Allen's waist, grabbed her pants with both hands and pulled them down hard.
Soon, Klein threw his pants to the edge of the bed with black lace panties.
Neither Mauri Alan was sleeping underground or Madam Alan was drunk and sleeping drunk, she would have thought that this beautiful body exuding the tempting mature woman's aura was so scattered by a man who was not her husband.
Klein reached out and placed his hand on Mrs. Allen's straight calves, rubbing it gently, feeling the smoothness and delicateness that were fed back into the palm of his palm.
Mrs. Allen's legs were beautiful, with long and straight calves and smooth and delicate skin. Klein's big hands slowly climbed upwards to Mrs. Allen's plump thighs.
He squeezed the beautiful flesh on Mrs. Allen's thighs lightly and seriously, and the touch in his hands made him particularly excited.
Born beautiful and well-maintained, Mrs. Allen's body still maintains the elasticity that is not inferior to that of a girl, but the plump and plump thighs are more mature than that of a girl.
Speaking of which, Mrs. Allen's body is the most attractive thing that Klein has ever played with other people's wife.
Her tits are bigger and softer than Ms. Staring, and her raisin-sized nipples are particularly delicious.
The plump buttocks felt good, so Klein put his hands between Mrs. Allen's butt and the sheets, and held them up. The heavy flesh almost ignited the man's desire.
Klein took a deep breath and slowly moved his big hand that rubbed Mrs. Allen's buttocks to her weedy belly, gently rubbing the beautiful mature woman's dense pubic hair.
Then slowly lowered his evil hand and finally squeezed between the plump roots of Mrs. Allen's thighs.
Klein put his index finger and middle finger together and gently approached Mrs. Allen's most secret and shameful private parts of the Taoyuan.
The next second, Klein's fingers touched a mysterious part of furry, soft, hot.
Um...
Mrs. Alan, who was touched by a strange man who did not belong to her husband, trembled all over, and a gentle moan came from her swollen lips.
The two plump thighs were also gently pinched in the middle, covering Klein's big hand.
Klein enjoyed the softness and elasticity coming from the back of his palms and hands, and at the same time felt a faint sense of turbulence at his fingertips.
It's very sensitive...but so too, such a seductive body is definitely a woman with high desire.
Klein spread his legs apart and put his hands close to the Peach Garden Secret Realm under the beauty.
Although the moonlight was hazy and it was not very real to see, the beautiful woman's dense pubic hair and plump mons pubic pubic are still deeply imprinted into Klein's memory.
Klein lowered his head and gently admired the lush grass on Mrs. Allen's lower abdomen. Then he kneaded one of Mrs. Allen's big breasts with one hand, ate another big breasts with his mouth, and gently lowered the free hand, and outlined Mrs. Allen's thighs with his fingertips and palms. He wanted to play with and taste this seductive body.
Perhaps because of mature women, Mrs. Alan's pubic hair is particularly dense, unlike the uninitiated girl who is just a piece of the lower abdomen. The curled pubic hair formed a dense inverted triangle area on Mrs. Alan's lower abdomen, and spread along the crotch, forming a shallow hair path, and even the plump labia were surrounded by a circle of soft hair.
Although it doesn't look as neat and clean as a girl, it is unexpectedly full of flesh and a coquettish temperament is about to emerge.
Klein leaned down again, tried to stretch his tongue, grabbed Mrs. Allen's little mouth, which exuded a charming and charming atmosphere, and gently mosuoed her fingers outside the two plump shell flesh on her lower body.
Mrs. Allen was hit by the sleeping top and bottom, and the big breast in the middle was not missed. It was constantly changing various forms in Klein's hand, which could not be grasped by one hand.
At the same time, the excitement came from three places. Even though Mrs. Allen was drunk enough, she still couldn't feel it. She was shocked all over and moaned with an umshot, as if she was touched and licked by Klein.
The lustful Klein didn't care how obscene his behavior looked. His fingers were between Mrs. Allen's plump thighs, outlining the mature woman's plump and soft labia from bottom to top.
Mrs. Allen's pubis, which was raised from a high grave, was soon soaked in her honey liquid, and the two plump pieces of shellfish were played with relish, and became fuller due to excitement and congestion.
Although her pubic hair was dense, Mrs. Allen's private parts looked no different from those of women who had never given birth to children. Her thick labia majora were just a small gap, and two thin and long labia minora hidden behind the shell flesh could be vaguely seen.
The color of the labia minora seems to be lighter, and layers of pink flesh pleats can be seen in the middle.
Drops of white sticky water droplets appeared on the soft flesh of Mrs. Allen's vagina. As Klein's fingertips outlined, they poured out bit by bit. The slightly sour juice with a mature hormonal breath made Klein's stimulating eyes red. The full of desire spread throughout his limbs and bones under the rapid beating of his heart, and finally concentrated on the penis that had been fully erected under his crotch.
Klein gasped slightly, and hurriedly pulled down his pants, letting out the thick dragon under his crotch for ventilation.
The movements of his fingertips continued to stop, and he patiently took care of Mrs. Allen's plump and soft labia majora until his two thick and soft labia majora slowly opened to both sides, completely exposing Mrs. Allen's most precious and shameful flower path to a man who was not his husband.
Um...um...um...um...
Mrs. Alan was breathing gently in her dream, and her body temperature was getting higher and higher.
Under Klein's teasing, the hot mature woman twisted her naked body restlessly, and her two fair palms gently grabbed the white sheets, trying to relieve the strange feeling of her body and mind.
The two slender legs were gathered in the middle, clamping Klein's big hands, and the elastic and soft thighs and beautiful flesh rubbed against Klein's skin from time to time, giving him a strange pleasure.
Mrs. Allen's moans and physical reactions were the greatest motivation for Klein.
His fingertips had squeezed into the mature woman's plump meat, and he began to explore everything in the secret realm of Taoyuan.
Whether it is the labia minora as thin as a cicada or the hole with mist juice, even the small urethra above the vaginal opening.
The hormones of mature women are mixed with a slight smell, which deeply stimulates Klein.
Um...hot...um...well...well...so hot...
At this moment, intermittent words suddenly appeared in Mrs. Allen's moan.For a moment, Klein felt that she might be awake.
However, Mrs. Allen's words came to an abrupt end and she didn't wake up at all. She just started moaning again.
Her plump butt twisted her hand and took the soft private parts on her mons pubis to Klein's fingers, rubbing against her rough fingertips.
It turns out that he is talking in a sleep...
He grabbed Mrs. Allen's plump buttocks hard, then tweeted his fingertips upwards, poking the meat on the top of the slit in revenge.
Yes... um... um...
As the sensitive clitoris was poked by Klein's fingertips, Mrs. Allen's body shook violently, and the moaning sound became louder involuntarily. The soft flesh near the vaginal opening contracted slightly, and a small stream of sticky juice with the temperature of the flower path slowly overflowed from the vagina.
He actually had a small orgasm, and he was really sensitive to the body.
Inside the room, Mrs. Alan was blasphemed by a man who did not belong to her husband.
Under Klein's play, as Mrs. Allen couldn't help but moan, the flesh above her vagina began to swell and slowly turned out from her thin foreskin. The originally pomegranate-like clitoris had already erected to the size of peanuts, and the flesh was chubby and pink, very cute.
After a while, the meat beads were soaked in her own honey liquid, covering it with a layer of oily color.
Just a wall was separated, not only did the fair skin dye and the bright redness of the plump breasts and bright red nipples have already quietly expanded. The slender waist and plump butt were twisted unconsciously, and they actively gave Klein the soft and beautiful peach blossoms to thrust in and out of the fingers.
Even Mrs. Allen's delicate little mouth poured out intermittently the delicate moans he might not have heard for a long time. The soft and delicate tongue tip protected by her white teeth began to take the initiative, hooked by Klein's rough tongue, and was swallowed into Klein's big mouth, wantonly blasphemy.
Um... Um... So hot... Um... Ah... Ah... Ah...
Mrs. Allen's brows frowned slightly, and her tight melon-shaped face was filled with a seductive blush. Her delicate moans began to become rapid, and the frequency of her big butt twisting gradually increased.
Soon, Mrs. Allen, who was sleeping, really shook violently. Her fair and slender legs were tightly clamped with Klein's big hands, and her soft waist arched up involuntarily, and the warm flower path began to shrink violently.
With Mrs. Allen's high or delicate moan, a wave of sticky vaginal fluid suddenly surged out of the depths of her vagina and sprayed onto the man's big hand along the cracks at the vaginal opening.
For a moment, only Mrs. Allen's slightly breathing sound remained in the room.
Klein smiled lewdly, and his waist and hips were pushed forward, and his glans slid into the beauty's flower path below him.
As the muffled groan sounded, Klein knelt between Mrs. Allen's legs, holding Mrs. Allen's smooth calf with both hands, and posing the beauty's lower body into an M-shaped shape.
Whether it is the grassy belly or the plump and furry mons pubis, it is exposed to Klein's sight.
As Klein's waist and hips moved, a terrifying dragon, thick and long, kept going in and out of Mrs. Allen's soft and bright red flesh.
The sound of water in the gurgling sounded from Mrs. Allen's crotch, proving that the sleeping beauty's body responded honestly.
Hua Zhi, which had not been invaded by the penis for a long time, was forced to secrete slippery juice under the thrusting of Klein's penis, soaking the man's tough cock.
Whether it was the thick clam meat or the vaginal opening the size of a fingernail, it was forced to expand under the thrusting of Klein's cock. Even the soft vaginal opening around the vaginal opening was carried out by the pulling penis and slightly turned out.
Huh... I didn't expect that Mrs. Alan's cunt was so tight... Klein grabbed Mrs. Alan's calves, and the cock under her crotch rhythmically explored the mature woman's flower path, and two heavy eggs slapped Mrs. Alan's plump buttocks.
Although she had given birth to a child, Mrs. Allen's vagina was unexpectedly tight.
Although it is not as good as a virgin's pussy, the soft flower path is like a meat pot, tightly shaking the protruding foreign objects, and it shrinks rhythmically under Klein's thrust, and massages the hard rod body with the wet tender flesh on the flower path wall.
Whenever Klein's cock hits the end of his vagina, Mrs. Allen's vagina would tremble, like a warm little mouth, sucking upward from the base of the cock, preventing Klein from pulling out the cock.
The uterus that has been pregnant with children is softer and plump compared to women who have never given birth to children. The fleshy petals of the cervix have slowly opened under the impact of Klein, whisking the groove under Klein's glans like a piston, bringing Klein unprecedented stimulation.
The pleasure from the cock made Klein dizzy and swell, leaving only Mrs. Allen's tempting body in her mind.
He growled, and he stretched his hands upwards with both hands, grabbed Mrs. Allen's fat breasts with one hand, and began to rub the soft breasts vigorously.
The lower body no longer showed mercy. The thick and long penis expanded again under the stimulation of sexual desire. The penis that had already penetrated deep into Mrs. Allen's flower path grew a small piece again. The huge glans broke through the petals of the cervix. Most of the purple-red flesh crown broke into the uterus, trembling gently in the holy place where life was nurturing, rubbing against the thick uterine wall below Mrs. Allen's lower abdomen.
Mrs. Alan, who was suddenly opened, couldn't help but scream from Ah, and her delicate and beautiful facial features wrinkled, obviously feeling very uncomfortable.
The long eyelashes under my eyes began to shake gently, as if I was about to wake up at any time.
But how could Klein give up the beautiful meat he got at this time? He enjoyed the feeling that his penis was tightly wrapped by Mrs. Allen's warm meat pot. Even if Mrs. Allen could wake up at any time, she would not want to leave just like that.
He rubbed Mrs. Allen's huge breasts on her chest as if she was kneading dough, and stuck her butt backwards, pulling out most of her cock from Mrs. Allen's warm pussy, leaving only the glans to gently pounding near the vaginal opening.
Then he took a deep breath, his waist and hips suddenly thrust forward, and his dark cock once again penetrated deep into Mrs. Allen's vagina.
AhAh… Mrs. Alan was obviously not adapted to the size of Klein’s cock, and there was a hint of pain in her moans.
But as Klein's waist and hips thrust quickly, she began to gradually adapt to the intense sex. Her slender waist and plump buttocks began to cooperate with Klein's pile driver thrusting, constantly twisting, wiggling waves of seductive buttocks.
The two plump and soft breasts changed shapes under Klein's hands. At the same time, as Klein's fierce movements, they kept shaking like two big meatballs, stimulating the man's senses.
Um... Um... So hot... Ah... Ah... So strange... Um...
Mrs. Alan, who was fucked by Klein, thought she had a dream, and it was Dr. Alan who kept fucking her in the dream.
Mrs. Allen fantasized about her husband rubbing her lewd big breasts, and her cock under her crotch quickly fucked the pussy that belonged only to him, as if she had returned to the age when the couple had the best relationship.
Um... Alan... You make me feel so comfortable... Ah... Mrs. Alan gasped in a tender voice, humming intermittently: Ah... Alan... Your cock is so big... Why has it become so big and so hard... Ah... It's too deep... It's so strange... There was no such big Ah before!
Mrs. Allen's body became softer and hotter, and her high nipples kept rubbing against Klein's palm.
The warm passage in Mrs. Allen's lower body was flowing with white vaginal fluid under the thrust of Klein's cock, and splashed out along the hole of the hole that was fucked and unable to close, bringing a wave of lewd smell to the room.
Mrs. Alan, who thought she was having a spring dream, held her plump butt and actively clamped her plump thighs, allowing her wet pussy to clamp the man's penis tighter.
Layers of soft vaginal flesh massaged the body of the cock, and the flower path pressed the hard cock tightly like a meat pot, as if it could not wait to squeeze out thick white semen from the cock.
But Mrs. Allen obviously underestimated Klein's sexual ability. Although her warm and tight vagina was extremely stimulating, Klein was still within Klein's tolerance.
Klein, who was aroused by Mrs. Allen's slutty moaning beneath her, simply pulled out her cock and pressed her thighs and knees against the mature woman's plump buttocks with her subconscious groan.
As a result, Mrs. Allen's long legs were forced to rise up and clamped against Crane's shoulder.
The wet mons pubis arched upwards with the raised buttocks, and the flat abdomen also showed traces of flesh folds due to the arching of the lower body.
Crane gasped, reached out and put Mrs. Allen's long legs on her shoulders, then leaned over to hold the pair of soft big breasts again.
The ferocious glans, which was larger than an egg, pressed against the crack of the flesh that was fucked and could not be closed, and squeezed into the soft and tender vaginal opening.
After thrusting for a while, Klein changed his position and inserted his cock into Mrs. Allen's wet and soft lower body again.
This time, Klein's penis was not only lubricated by vaginal fluid, but also received the help of gravity because the angle of fucking was slightly downward.
The thick flesh-crowned head mercilessly broke through the soft and tender vaginal flesh, stayed on the flower heart deep in the vagina for a short time, then suddenly broke through the flesh petals of the cervix, and the top of the glans squeezed heavily into Mrs. Allen's uterus.
Under the sudden and strong impact, Mrs. Allen seemed to be a little more awake, and her originally closed eyes seemed to start to use signs of opening.
But with her waist raised high, she was obviously still sinking into the long-lost pleasure of sex. Her two little hands tightly grabbed the bed sheet, and she couldn't help but breathe sweetly from the seductive little mouth.
AhAhAh...it's too deep...your cock is too long...Ah...it's all in...Mrs. Alan gasped quickly and moaned intermittently: There...it's never been pushed there...Ah...it's so exciting...ah...so thick...um...so comfortable...
After all, she is a beautiful woman who has given birth to a child. Although she was opened by Klein's big cock, she felt a little strange and uncomfortable, but at the same time, she was accompanied by faster, more violent and higher sexual pleasure.
Klein rubbed Mrs. Allen's lewd big breasts vigorously, twisting her waist and hips hard, fucking the beautiful mature woman under her body.
In this position, although Klein's thrust was not as fast as before, every time he inserted, his glans could penetrate deeply into Mrs. Allen's uterus.
The flower room invaded by foreign objects is like a frightened deer. Every time the glans is inserted, the plump flesh membrane will shrink suddenly, like a warm and soft mouth, tightly covering the flesh crown at the top of the penis.
Klein had to force himself to pull his glans out of Mrs. Allen's uterus.
But Mrs. Allen's involuntary cooperation also gave the man an extremely exciting feeling.
Pa, pa, pa...
As Klein's cock thrust, two huge eggs slapped on Mrs. Allen's white buttocks rhythmically, making lewd sounds.
With the sound of the body colliding, Mrs. Alan also enjoyed the pleasure brought to her by her penis. The originally hazy moans gradually became clear and became rapid.
The pussy, which had not been violated by the penis for a long time, couldn't help but contract, and the deep part of the vagina was fucked out of white slurry.
Even though Mrs. Allen's pussy was slightly raised up at this moment, the tight pussy could not accommodate so much semen. A stream of white juice overflowed along the unclosed hole, dyeing the man's meat bag and his plump buttocks a layer of shiny water stains.
At first glance, the white semen slowly flowed out of the hole, and I thought that Mrs. Alan had been creampied by Klein at this moment.
Klein's cock that was far beyond the ordinary size was even more sexual pleasure that kept impacting Mrs. Allen's body and mind, and the cock that was far beyond the ordinary size brought her special stimulation.
The sleeping beautiful mature woman even gradually woke up from the intense fucking. She was still drowsy and slowly opened her eyes, thinking about what was happening in her body in a little confused manner.
The brain, which was somewhat dull because of the sleeping talisman, operated more slowly under the impact of pleasure.
After a while, Mrs. Alan, who was numb all over, realized that her legs were being pinched on her shoulders and her pussy was being fucked constantly.
Um... Alan... You are here... Oh... Um... It feels so comfortable... You fuck me so much... Mrs. Alan moaned subconsciously. She is not awake now, and is half-wake.
Just as Cline wanted to put clothes on Mrs. Allen's face to cover her eyes, she suddenly reached out and pressed his cheek, then raised her head suddenly, and her rosy lips were actively printed on his mouth.
Crane responded enthusiastically to Mrs. Allen's kiss, and her thick tongue unreasonably pried open Mrs. Allen's rosy lips, gently stirred in the beauty's warm mouth, sucking Mrs. Allen's saliva, teasing her lilac tongue.
Mrs. Allen responded to Klein's tongue kiss with equal enthusiasm, sucking Klein's tongue in snow.
Come, come and fuck me... Mrs. Allen's beauty was panting gently, and took the initiative to wrap her two slender legs around Klein's back, and then raised her plump butt: You are so good... It makes me feel good...
Klein smiled, and the terrifying dragon under his crotch started to move again, pounding deeply into Mrs. Allen's warm flower path.
Ah...Ah...so thick...Alan...Is your second development there...too big...Ah...so comfortable...I haven't felt so comfortable before...Well...I'm so happy...
Mrs. Allen's sweet breath came from her mouth intermittently. After that, she clamped her legs again, took the initiative to lift her butt, and cooperated with the in and out of Klein's cock.
The soft and wet vagina contracted rhythmically, and he took the initiative to serve Klein's cock, obviously hoping that men can also experience greater pleasure.
Mrs. Allen's active cater to Crane makes Klein more comfortable. It is not only the pleasure from her penis, but more importantly, Dr. Allen is sleeping beside the bed, and he fucks his wife in the bed and takes the initiative to ask for pleasure. This stimulating pleasure is really hard to describe in words.
Klein gasped, thrusting his waist and hips contentedly, quickly exploring the tight vagina with his thick penis.
Ah...Ah...you, you are so awesome...quickly, I'm almost out of here...well...Mrs. Alan also enjoyed the pleasure of sex and moaned charmingly: Um...so wet...the pussy is so wet...there has never been so much water...Ah...the voice is so lewd...but it's so exciting...Ah...
When the sound of water that only heard in the A-film appeared between her crotch, Mrs. Alan felt particularly stimulating in her heart.
She completely abandoned her reserve as a teacher and enjoyed unprecedented happiness.
The warm and soft flesh wall in the flower path tightly hangs the thick and long penis, and large sticky white paste overflows from the part where the honey hole and the penis intersect, sprinkling a large wet water stain on the bed sheet.
After being fucked by Klein for fifty or sixty times, Mrs. Allen suddenly felt a warm urge to urinate on her lower abdomen, her body trembled suddenly, and her long legs were tightly placed around Klein's waist, as if she was expecting something.
No, no... um... I'm going to get too deep... my uterus is going to be broken... Mrs. Alan's gasping voice became more and more rapid and louder, and a pair of blurred eyes were filled with water, obviously about to reach an orgasm: I, I don't know... I might be going to pee... Ah... Stop... Don't be that deep... It's too irritating... Ah, No, don't...
Mrs. Allen's voice was a little louder.Klein ignored Mrs. Allen's plea to let him twitch it lightly. He continued to use all his strength to fuck his wet cunt fiercely.
Under the moonlight, the super-spec large penis with white foam quickly went in and out of Mrs. Allen's lower body, and waves of lustful juice were sprayed out from the part where the sexual intercourse was intertwined.
The thick glans and hard body cultivated the tender pussy that had been lingering for a long time. Not only the two thick labia majora, but also the soft and tender vaginal flesh inside the vaginal opening was fucked out by Klein. Under the wet honey juice, it was vaguely seen that the tender flesh had obvious redness and swelling, and it was obviously fucked very hard.
Mrs. Alan, who was on the verge of orgasm, could not bear such intense thrusting, lewd moans and slippery white juice kept pouring out from her two small mouths.
The two lewd big breasts swayed quickly with their bodies, and the soft and elastic touch of flesh was perfectly fed back in Klein's palm.
The lower body's vagina contracted faster and faster, as if it was giving birth, as if it was about to squeeze Klein's penis out of the tight vagina.
But how could Klein's behemoth be withstood by Mrs. Allen's vagina?
After being fucked by Klein for dozens of times, Mrs. Allen was defeated first. The originally muddy flower path was even more defeated. Large pieces of semen were poured on Klein's cock, making him feel numb and comfortable.
Mrs. Alan under her was even more unbearable. Her eyes had turned white, her rosy lips were opened, and her expression was fucked, and a sudden moan came out of her little mouth blocked by Klein's mouth in a muffled voice.
No, it really doesn't work...Ah...No, it doesn't work...It's coming...It's coming...Ah, it's so exciting, I'm coming...Ah...AhAhAhAhAhAh!!!
With the last long cry of writh, Mrs. Alan's soft body suddenly stiffened, her slender waist and plump buttocks suddenly arched upwards, her long legs clamped Klein's waist tightly, her ten delicate toes curled up tightly, and even her two fair little hands tightly clutched the sheets, two faint blue veins flashed faintly on the back of her smooth and white hands.
At the same time, Klein felt an unprecedented thrust coming from Mrs. Allen's vagina. The warm and soft flower path was like a meat plug, tightly slinging the thick penis. As the vaginal wall squirmed, it seemed as if he wanted to completely push Klein's penis out.
Klein was so excited by this strong pleasure that he almost couldn't lock his sperm level.He quickly took a deep breath and firmly blocked Mrs. Allen's vagina with his thick cock.
The next second, a stronger squeezing sensation came from the cock.
Mrs. Allen's pussy tightened again, and the originally extremely tight wall of flesh tightly grabbed Klein's cock. Even the flower room at the end of the vagina suddenly contracted. The elastic uterine wall tightly wrapped the congested glans. The flesh petals of the cervix were squinting tightly with the groove under the glans. The uterus that nurtured life seemed to be a large fleshy condom at this moment, firmly locking the flesh crown in the front of the penis.
A large wave of warm vaginal fluid poured out from the depths of the vagina and was violently poured on Klein's hot cock, which made the man unable to help but shudder. It was so exciting...
Klein lets a nerve break in his head.
Then he felt his waist and eyes numb, and his two heavy testicles began to contract violently, and the vas deferens twitched violently, drawing the body fluid that gave birth to life from the egg bag.
The next moment, the tightly closed urethra in front of the glans opened slightly, and a large stream of sticky white semen suddenly gushed out of the urethra and hit the thick uterine wall with a swelling edge.
AhAh!!So hot!!Being ejaculated... Mrs. Allen's uterus was poured by Klein's hot semen, and her body trembled violently again. A large amount of vaginal semen also gushed out of her lower body, reaching orgasm again.
Her hands didn't bother to grab the sheets. Driven by sexual desire, she hugged Klein's neck tightly, pressing the man's upper body tightly against her soft body, while enjoying the joy of orgasm.
After a while, Clain felt the last drop of semen dripping from his urethra, he slowly stood up and slowly pulled his still firm cock out of Mrs. Allen's warm pussy.
Most of the sticky mist juice flowed out from the unclosed hole of the wife's lower body, which was really obscene.
Looking at Mrs. Allen's appearance of being humiliated, Klein's already strong cock was congested and erect again, and his wet body was almost pressed against his lower abdomen.
Klein smiled lewdly and lay on Mrs. Allen again, picked her up and turned her around, put her on the bed, and raised her butt to her.
The next second, with a muffled sound, Mrs. Allen felt a numb and fullness coming from her private parts again.
She couldn't help but think about refusing, and her mouth opened slightly, and a familiar moan rang in the room again.
After finishing his work, Klein sat on the chair in front of the dressing table, held the Dream Talisman in his hand, and whispered a word from the ancient Hemis:
Crimson!
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the talisman in his palm become light, as if he had become an illusory object without weight.
As the spiritual inflowed, transparent flames wrapped around the spell and burned out the deep and quiet black.
Driven by Klein's will, this black spread out, covering Dr. Allen and himself.
Klein, who quickly entered the meditation state, saw the boundless darkness and the lonely oval light ball.
His spirituality stretched over and touched the illusory and hazy thing.
The world around him suddenly turned upside down and twisted back. Klein was unconsciously in a barren plain with dark stones under his feet and not even a weed.
A black spire stands in the center of the plain, with a huge silver-white snake coiled on it, its head is already up, and its bright red eyes are coldly staring in this direction.
Unlike Dr. Allen's description, this silver-white giant snake has no solid scales, and is full of dense patterns and symbols. They form wheels connected to each other, and there are different signs around each wheel.
The giant snake's tail and head wheels are each half, which looks quite inconsistent and seems to force the obsessive-compulsive disorder to death, but Klein imagined that if the silver-white giant snake could bite its tail with its mouth, the wheel would be complete, everything would become complete, no longer incomplete, no longer change.
Beside Klein, Doctor Alan looked ahead blankly, step by step closer to the pitch-black spire.
It can be confirmed that no one guided Doctor Alan... to eliminate the extraordinary ability of Nightmare... Klein quickly made a judgment.
He did not stop Dr. Alan, followed him behind him and walked towards the black spire towards the silver-white giant snake.
After only a few steps, the target had arrived in front of them. The silver-white giant snake leaned down from its upper body, as if thinking about how to enjoy the dessert delivered to its mouth.
Its mouth opened wide, but no fishy smell came out. Its red eyes were cold and ruthless. Everything looked like prey, but it did not have the slightest sense of killing or cruelty.
In front of it, everything seems to be small and equal because of its insignificance.
The giant snake did not attack in the end, and Klein followed Dr. Allen through an old rotten wooden door and entered the interior of the dark tower.
As Allen said before, the layout here is extremely chaotic, with the stairs hovering upwards and then falling slantedly. Some of the halls, libraries and rooms are normal, some are upside down, and some are embedded in other parts. This is a building that cannot exist in the real world.
Through doors and through walls, Klein no longer knew where he had reached the Black Tower, perhaps the spire or the basement.
In the rich darkness, he suddenly found a figure curled up in the corner ahead.
The figure noticed Dr. Allen came over, and hurriedly stood up with support, jumping closer with one leg.
It was not until the figure was close to him that Klein could see clearly his appearance, a treacherous, in his early teens, with a childish face and a clear look of fear.
The figure is about 1.4 meters tall, with an empty left calf, as if it were the child who had undergone surgery.
He held a deck of tarot cards in his hand, and his dark eyes were filled with surprise, joy, fear and panic:
Doctor Alan, there is a snake that wants to eat me!
Suddenly, he screamed, and the huge mysterious silver snake reflected in his eyes.
Hurry up!
The tarot card in his hand fell all over the floor, leaving only a tightly held in his palm.
Klein looked at it and found that there was also a wheel on the card.
That is the Wheel of Destiny card.
Hurry up!
The dream shattered in an instant, and Klein found himself still sitting in the chair in front of the dressing table.
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