Yuan Wanran was panic and ashamed of being peeped. She pushed away Zhao Ye, who was holding her ears and rubbed her hands, picked up the thin quilt to cover her body, got out of bed and closed the window.
With his numb legs, he staggered to the window. Yuan Wanran closed the thin blanket and pulled back to the open double window.
Put the window sash together and put the thin quilt on the embroidery frame near the window. Regardless of whether the quilt is not properly placed, slide to the ground, I picked up the long wooden strip and asked not to put the window bolt on it.
But she picked up the long wooden strips, and she caught her waist off guard and asked her strong hands to hold them from behind, dragging them back a little without saying a word. The man's long legs broke between her legs and pushed them apart.
Ah!
In a hurry, Yuan Wanran struggled with her hands, and the long wooden strips were removed from her hands. She pressed the window sash, and the window sash was exposed to force and opened out.
She hurriedly leaned over and grabbed the window, and in a hurry, she couldn't grasp the window frame, but she cut through the thin and crisp window paper and grabbed the window frame.
At the same time, her snow-thin round buttocks asked the man to hold it up and the flower hole was stabbed into the hot and hard object.
Ah... Yuan Wanran's surprised cry quickly softened, dragging out a soft tail sound
She looked back and looked at Zhao Ye, and Zhao Ye leaned forward, her chest tightly against her snow back, and her chin was placed on her shoulder and looked at her face, smiling but not smiling.
Um Yuan Wanran suppressed the pleasure of the legs that seemed sour but not sour but not itchy, and tried to step back and close the window, but the man behind him blocked the back and pushed forward, and the man's root advanced into the depths of the flower path.
Well, don't make a fuss... She said anxiously: Pull it out, pull it out...
Zhao Ye hugged her tighter, his dark eyes stared at her coldly, and his narrow buttocks began to thrust
Ha Ah... Yuan Wanran raised her chin and moaned, pressed the back of her head against his shoulder a few times, and her breathing began to be disordered, pulled out, pulled out...
Don't want it? Zhao Ye seemed to ask casually, but Yuan Wanran was inexplicably shocked
You back... close the window first... She hummed and comforted her, hey... don't move... don't...Ah...
Isn't it just like pushing me away? Zhao Ye said lightly: Like before
Yuan Wanran was eager to close the window and had no time to study the meaning of Zhao Ye's words. Seeing that he was not giving up in an inch of land, he simply kicked his legs and squeezed back.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Ye actually retreated a little when he used the remnant force. Yuan Wanran felt that it was too easy and something was strange. Sure enough, Zhao Ye pushed forward hard
Ah! Yuan Wanran screamed Zhao Ye to find the most sensitive place in her flower path, and tried to pound the pestle. The flower path was sour and scattered, and she almost loosened her hands when she was buckled between the window lattice.
This time, she even called her to hit the windowsill. Zhao Ye's arm wrapped around her lower abdomen in time. He made sure that the windowsill did not hurt her, so he started to impact. Once, Yuan Wanran called out, and her snow-white upper body shook forward, poked out of the windowsill, and her breasts jumped.
The two window sashes were clasped under Yuan Wanran, swaying back and forth with her delicate body. The old window sashes were whispering and moaning with the hostess.
The sky light shone, Yuan Wanran's eyelids drooped slightly, and the light shone on the snowy skin, which was a kind of warm wind and comfortable sunshine. The flower path penetrated through Zhao Ye, sending out a wave of love that spreads to the whole body.
But she couldn't enjoy the joy, the window... well... Ah... outside... I want to see...
In fact, the Han family is located at the bottom of the top of the Quqi path. Opposite the yard outside the house is a row of jujube trees with thick branches and dense leaves, which covers the Han family's house more than enough.
Even if someone comes, you have to walk near the bedroom at the end of the bottom to see the joy in the window
If Yuan Wanran could think about it quietly, she would be able to understand it. But she was so confused that she could not imagine that her slender fingers were shaking her ropes because of pleasure, while she was afraid of the spring light, and tightly clamping the window frame, making her knuckles turn white.
Zhao Ye knew it well, but he did not point it out, but instead agreed. It was Ah, passers-by wanted to be surprised, there was no wind. Why did the windows in the bedroom of Lao Han's house shake themselves? Damn it became a spirit? So he walked over and took a look. The back of the window was white and tender, and the woman's naked body was
Don't say it... Hah... Yuan Wanran was panting, her body began to be turbulent. She knew that it would not take too long and she couldn't help herself. She quickly seized the time and asked: Window...Honey...
My master insisted that Zhao Ye ignored her request and cheered on the fire in his ears. Another trick was made by his lower body. In broad daylight, the old Han family's wife took off naked and did that with the man in front of the window.
The words were too stimulating, Yuan Wanran's body was relieved, and her hands and feet were immediately removed from strength, and she couldn't hold the window frame tightly. Her fingers were weak and she slid down, tearing off the window paper stuck to the back of the window sash
No...ha Ah... The window sash was removed from her fingers and opened wide again, but she couldn't take care of herself, bent her elbows against the windowsill with her hands, unable to hold back Xue Neng's upper body and slumped out of the window, and she had no cover up since then
No, no, Yuan Wanran shook her head
The man in his ears breathed slightly thickly, and his lower body hit his snow buttocks and made a sound. She was naked, her upper body was exposed outside the house, and she was half lying down and asked someone to spread it in the sun to fuck her. It was so shameful.
Zhao Ye, she tried her best to speak out: I don't like this
With his numb legs, he staggered to the window. Yuan Wanran closed the thin blanket and pulled back to the open double window.
Put the window sash together and put the thin quilt on the embroidery frame near the window. Regardless of whether the quilt is not properly placed, slide to the ground, I picked up the long wooden strip and asked not to put the window bolt on it.
But she picked up the long wooden strips, and she caught her waist off guard and asked her strong hands to hold them from behind, dragging them back a little without saying a word. The man's long legs broke between her legs and pushed them apart.
Ah!
In a hurry, Yuan Wanran struggled with her hands, and the long wooden strips were removed from her hands. She pressed the window sash, and the window sash was exposed to force and opened out.
She hurriedly leaned over and grabbed the window, and in a hurry, she couldn't grasp the window frame, but she cut through the thin and crisp window paper and grabbed the window frame.
At the same time, her snow-thin round buttocks asked the man to hold it up and the flower hole was stabbed into the hot and hard object.
Ah... Yuan Wanran's surprised cry quickly softened, dragging out a soft tail sound
She looked back and looked at Zhao Ye, and Zhao Ye leaned forward, her chest tightly against her snow back, and her chin was placed on her shoulder and looked at her face, smiling but not smiling.
Um Yuan Wanran suppressed the pleasure of the legs that seemed sour but not sour but not itchy, and tried to step back and close the window, but the man behind him blocked the back and pushed forward, and the man's root advanced into the depths of the flower path.
Well, don't make a fuss... She said anxiously: Pull it out, pull it out...
Zhao Ye hugged her tighter, his dark eyes stared at her coldly, and his narrow buttocks began to thrust
Ha Ah... Yuan Wanran raised her chin and moaned, pressed the back of her head against his shoulder a few times, and her breathing began to be disordered, pulled out, pulled out...
Don't want it? Zhao Ye seemed to ask casually, but Yuan Wanran was inexplicably shocked
You back... close the window first... She hummed and comforted her, hey... don't move... don't...Ah...
Isn't it just like pushing me away? Zhao Ye said lightly: Like before
Yuan Wanran was eager to close the window and had no time to study the meaning of Zhao Ye's words. Seeing that he was not giving up in an inch of land, he simply kicked his legs and squeezed back.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Ye actually retreated a little when he used the remnant force. Yuan Wanran felt that it was too easy and something was strange. Sure enough, Zhao Ye pushed forward hard
Ah! Yuan Wanran screamed Zhao Ye to find the most sensitive place in her flower path, and tried to pound the pestle. The flower path was sour and scattered, and she almost loosened her hands when she was buckled between the window lattice.
This time, she even called her to hit the windowsill. Zhao Ye's arm wrapped around her lower abdomen in time. He made sure that the windowsill did not hurt her, so he started to impact. Once, Yuan Wanran called out, and her snow-white upper body shook forward, poked out of the windowsill, and her breasts jumped.
The two window sashes were clasped under Yuan Wanran, swaying back and forth with her delicate body. The old window sashes were whispering and moaning with the hostess.
The sky light shone, Yuan Wanran's eyelids drooped slightly, and the light shone on the snowy skin, which was a kind of warm wind and comfortable sunshine. The flower path penetrated through Zhao Ye, sending out a wave of love that spreads to the whole body.
But she couldn't enjoy the joy, the window... well... Ah... outside... I want to see...
In fact, the Han family is located at the bottom of the top of the Quqi path. Opposite the yard outside the house is a row of jujube trees with thick branches and dense leaves, which covers the Han family's house more than enough.
Even if someone comes, you have to walk near the bedroom at the end of the bottom to see the joy in the window
If Yuan Wanran could think about it quietly, she would be able to understand it. But she was so confused that she could not imagine that her slender fingers were shaking her ropes because of pleasure, while she was afraid of the spring light, and tightly clamping the window frame, making her knuckles turn white.
Zhao Ye knew it well, but he did not point it out, but instead agreed. It was Ah, passers-by wanted to be surprised, there was no wind. Why did the windows in the bedroom of Lao Han's house shake themselves? Damn it became a spirit? So he walked over and took a look. The back of the window was white and tender, and the woman's naked body was
Don't say it... Hah... Yuan Wanran was panting, her body began to be turbulent. She knew that it would not take too long and she couldn't help herself. She quickly seized the time and asked: Window...Honey...
My master insisted that Zhao Ye ignored her request and cheered on the fire in his ears. Another trick was made by his lower body. In broad daylight, the old Han family's wife took off naked and did that with the man in front of the window.
The words were too stimulating, Yuan Wanran's body was relieved, and her hands and feet were immediately removed from strength, and she couldn't hold the window frame tightly. Her fingers were weak and she slid down, tearing off the window paper stuck to the back of the window sash
No...ha Ah... The window sash was removed from her fingers and opened wide again, but she couldn't take care of herself, bent her elbows against the windowsill with her hands, unable to hold back Xue Neng's upper body and slumped out of the window, and she had no cover up since then
No, no, Yuan Wanran shook her head
The man in his ears breathed slightly thickly, and his lower body hit his snow buttocks and made a sound. She was naked, her upper body was exposed outside the house, and she was half lying down and asked someone to spread it in the sun to fuck her. It was so shameful.
Zhao Ye, she tried her best to speak out: I don't like this
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