There are more barrage.
Old...Boss, I'm live broadcasting...
Yan Weijun lowered her head slightly. At the live broadcast, her breasts were caught by the boss, which made her feel a strange feeling.
But there were still thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room, and she had to support herself and operate the piano girl and continue to move.
It's okay, you play yours, I play mine.Behind him, Ning Yuancheng approached with an evil smile.
... Yan Weijun wanted to cry without tears.
She felt that the boss was taking revenge on her.
Revenge on her bowl of tomato and egg noodles.Surely yes!
Can.Artificial knife, her breasts change shape in the man's hands, and the feeling from her body also made her gradually become dry.
Yīng… YīngNíng.
Yan Weijun finally couldn't hold on and lay on the computer desk.
The game character Qin Nu also rushed directly into the enemy's high ground.
The key is.
The tower has not been broken yet!
Damn, what kind of plane are you doing?
What's going on with the anchor?
What a fuck, the girl of Qin is going to cross the tower and kill the enemy crystal?
What about people?
Anchor, don't make trouble!
Anchor, I advise you to be kind!
The screen is black...
Finally, Qin Nu died under the enemy's crystal...
The anchor, call the anchor, resurrected!
… The live broadcast room, dense barrage, almost covering the entire window.
And behind the computer that fans don't know.
Yan Weijun was sitting on the computer chair with a red face, and was turned directly by Ning Yuancheng.
Come on, you gave me some food just now, and now I'll give you some food too.Ning Yuancheng smiled evilly, kneading his breasts hidden under the loose T-shirt with one hand, and pinching Yan Weijun's chin with the other hand, thrusting his waist with the other.
This woman is pretty good and very sensible. She doesn't wear underwear in her T-shirt, which saves a lot of effort.
Yan Weijun raised her head and looked at Ning Yuancheng with a charming look. She could feel the roughness of the jeans occasionally rubbing against her rosy cheeks.
Boss, you must be taking revenge on me!Yan Weijun pouted and hummed, but she still obediently unzipped Ning Yuancheng's jeans.
Then, the tender little hands went directly into the zipper crack and held the still soft cock and massaged it gently.
This way of trying to cover up makes Ning Yuancheng feel a deep sense of pleasure.
Not only her, Yan Weijun's face was rosy.
She has never been so slutty. She is currently broadcasting live and is just a man who is just trying to get a hand.And, it's in front of the computer.
I glanced at the computer screen with my side eyes and saw countless barrages passing by in the live broadcast room, and many people were giving gifts.
The Qilin in the prehistoric world sends out the castle x1…
The Qilin in the prehistoric world sends out the castle x2…
Nian Gu Send out the Rocket x1…
Demon Spirit Send Rocket x1…
The hero gave out the golden carriage x1…
An Alaska sends out a golden carriage x1…
Watch only Yasi live broadcast and send out the plane x1…
‘…’
Fans in the live broadcast room were frantically browsing gifts, wanting to remind the anchors.
Thousands of gifts float by on the screen.
The resurrected girl, the piano girl, remained in the spring water and remained unmoved.
Has it been!Something must have happened to the goddess!
Some time ago, was there an anchor who suddenly lost his mind when he was broadcasting live?
Bah, you crow's mouth!
The rich man in the VIP seat, whoever has the anchor phone number Ah, please contact Ah quickly!
The reward was almost 6,000 or 7,000 yuan, plus the previous one was almost 20,000 yuan, and the anchor couldn't come out yet, so something must have happened!
… In the live broadcast room, passers-by clicked and quit without hesitation, while true fans kept browsing the barrage.
Baby has never had a live broadcast accident since it was live broadcast.
If you have any questions, you will arrange your time in advance or ask for leave from your fans.
Today, this is the first time!
It's live broadcast, and it's just so suddenly, the person is gone!
Many fans may not have money, but they really like this game and are also a die-hard fan of Yan Weijun. How can they not be in a hurry?
Little do you know.
At this moment, Yan Weijun was sitting on an e-sports chair, her eyes were as silk as silk, and her attractive lips were licking the man's cock with relish!
The cool and capable short hair was being grabbed by Ning Yuancheng, and his ten fingers were holding the hair, and his head was also fixed. He could only let the purple, black and thick meat stick go in and out of his mouth.
Ning Yuancheng was not in a hurry, but just slowly fucked Yan Weijun's little mouth.
It can be seen that Yan Weijun's oral sex skills are not good, but they are not bad either, at least they have no bumps in their teeth.
However, this visual enjoyment is the ultimate.
Such a beautiful woman, in the past, was something I could imagine occasionally at night.
Now he is extremely obedient and surrendered to his crotch, trying hard to eat his cock, and has to throw his job away, leaving thousands of viewers waiting.
This taste is so exciting.
While fucking the beautiful anchor's little mouth and looking at the live broadcast room, the worries of the losers.
Ning Yuancheng remembered a sentence.
I couldn't help but say it: The goddess of the sniper, the big brother's sperm.
Yan Weijun's movement suddenly froze, and Wu's eyes also became a little clear. Her glans was stuck in her throat, but she raised her head and looked at Ning Yuancheng with some grievance.
Huh...Don't stop, your throat is too tight, I almost cum!Ning Yuancheng was shocked and thrust his cock quickly.
Old...Boss, I'm live broadcasting...
Yan Weijun lowered her head slightly. At the live broadcast, her breasts were caught by the boss, which made her feel a strange feeling.
But there were still thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room, and she had to support herself and operate the piano girl and continue to move.
It's okay, you play yours, I play mine.Behind him, Ning Yuancheng approached with an evil smile.
... Yan Weijun wanted to cry without tears.
She felt that the boss was taking revenge on her.
Revenge on her bowl of tomato and egg noodles.Surely yes!
Can.Artificial knife, her breasts change shape in the man's hands, and the feeling from her body also made her gradually become dry.
Yīng… YīngNíng.
Yan Weijun finally couldn't hold on and lay on the computer desk.
The game character Qin Nu also rushed directly into the enemy's high ground.
The key is.
The tower has not been broken yet!
Damn, what kind of plane are you doing?
What's going on with the anchor?
What a fuck, the girl of Qin is going to cross the tower and kill the enemy crystal?
What about people?
Anchor, don't make trouble!
Anchor, I advise you to be kind!
The screen is black...
Finally, Qin Nu died under the enemy's crystal...
The anchor, call the anchor, resurrected!
… The live broadcast room, dense barrage, almost covering the entire window.
And behind the computer that fans don't know.
Yan Weijun was sitting on the computer chair with a red face, and was turned directly by Ning Yuancheng.
Come on, you gave me some food just now, and now I'll give you some food too.Ning Yuancheng smiled evilly, kneading his breasts hidden under the loose T-shirt with one hand, and pinching Yan Weijun's chin with the other hand, thrusting his waist with the other.
This woman is pretty good and very sensible. She doesn't wear underwear in her T-shirt, which saves a lot of effort.
Yan Weijun raised her head and looked at Ning Yuancheng with a charming look. She could feel the roughness of the jeans occasionally rubbing against her rosy cheeks.
Boss, you must be taking revenge on me!Yan Weijun pouted and hummed, but she still obediently unzipped Ning Yuancheng's jeans.
Then, the tender little hands went directly into the zipper crack and held the still soft cock and massaged it gently.
This way of trying to cover up makes Ning Yuancheng feel a deep sense of pleasure.
Not only her, Yan Weijun's face was rosy.
She has never been so slutty. She is currently broadcasting live and is just a man who is just trying to get a hand.And, it's in front of the computer.
I glanced at the computer screen with my side eyes and saw countless barrages passing by in the live broadcast room, and many people were giving gifts.
The Qilin in the prehistoric world sends out the castle x1…
The Qilin in the prehistoric world sends out the castle x2…
Nian Gu Send out the Rocket x1…
Demon Spirit Send Rocket x1…
The hero gave out the golden carriage x1…
An Alaska sends out a golden carriage x1…
Watch only Yasi live broadcast and send out the plane x1…
‘…’
Fans in the live broadcast room were frantically browsing gifts, wanting to remind the anchors.
Thousands of gifts float by on the screen.
The resurrected girl, the piano girl, remained in the spring water and remained unmoved.
Has it been!Something must have happened to the goddess!
Some time ago, was there an anchor who suddenly lost his mind when he was broadcasting live?
Bah, you crow's mouth!
The rich man in the VIP seat, whoever has the anchor phone number Ah, please contact Ah quickly!
The reward was almost 6,000 or 7,000 yuan, plus the previous one was almost 20,000 yuan, and the anchor couldn't come out yet, so something must have happened!
… In the live broadcast room, passers-by clicked and quit without hesitation, while true fans kept browsing the barrage.
Baby has never had a live broadcast accident since it was live broadcast.
If you have any questions, you will arrange your time in advance or ask for leave from your fans.
Today, this is the first time!
It's live broadcast, and it's just so suddenly, the person is gone!
Many fans may not have money, but they really like this game and are also a die-hard fan of Yan Weijun. How can they not be in a hurry?
Little do you know.
At this moment, Yan Weijun was sitting on an e-sports chair, her eyes were as silk as silk, and her attractive lips were licking the man's cock with relish!
The cool and capable short hair was being grabbed by Ning Yuancheng, and his ten fingers were holding the hair, and his head was also fixed. He could only let the purple, black and thick meat stick go in and out of his mouth.
Ning Yuancheng was not in a hurry, but just slowly fucked Yan Weijun's little mouth.
It can be seen that Yan Weijun's oral sex skills are not good, but they are not bad either, at least they have no bumps in their teeth.
However, this visual enjoyment is the ultimate.
Such a beautiful woman, in the past, was something I could imagine occasionally at night.
Now he is extremely obedient and surrendered to his crotch, trying hard to eat his cock, and has to throw his job away, leaving thousands of viewers waiting.
This taste is so exciting.
While fucking the beautiful anchor's little mouth and looking at the live broadcast room, the worries of the losers.
Ning Yuancheng remembered a sentence.
I couldn't help but say it: The goddess of the sniper, the big brother's sperm.
Yan Weijun's movement suddenly froze, and Wu's eyes also became a little clear. Her glans was stuck in her throat, but she raised her head and looked at Ning Yuancheng with some grievance.
Huh...Don't stop, your throat is too tight, I almost cum!Ning Yuancheng was shocked and thrust his cock quickly.
![[Incestuous Novels] The exotic style of the father-in-law and daughter-in-law - Wife, mature woman, plot, good writing, father-in-law](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)