Chapter 226 (Extra) Artificial milking

Just bet on it, don’t let go.The bass comes with pressure.

Finally, he stopped moving like a loach, and lay down obediently for him to fuck him, humming comfortably.

With his hands on her side, he lowered his eyes and stared at his beautiful face.

I'm not here, you don't even pick on fake ones?With the rhythm of the waist and hips, I breathed slightly.

The eyes flashed through the trembling eyelashes, and the beautiful lips spit out every word of humiliation. When you enter the door, you can smell your scent.

Is your man's dick bigger than a massage stick?Want to be crazy?Um?

Taomi gasped under him, her brain seemed to be completely occupied by crazy lust, her whole body was covered with pink, and her face was as delicate as a fairy.

He only gasped and moaned, and had no intention of asking him hard anymore.

If you are so sexy, are you looking for a wild man if you are not satisfied?Gentleness and softness floated under his dark eyes, and he grabbed his little hand and touched his face.

He always restrained the strength under his body, gently wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes with his back, and his lips fell on the tail of his wet red eyes, and his breathing was hot.

The man under him panted lightly, his round breasts trembled slightly, and his tender arms were shaking.

Her whole body was trembling, and the wet and hot flesh film was tightly squeezing the pillar body. Her mouth was like a fish that was greedy for oxygen, and she kept sucking the meat pillar against the root.

He licked and kissed her lips on the fossa of her neck, and he laughed, how could he keep you so sexy?

Xiang Fu's delicate body collapsed under her body, her delicate arms hanging behind her neck, her petal-like lips were slightly open, and she kept moaning, and softly putting them on to kiss him.

Mo Ting hid with a deep smile, and then pouted pink, feeling aggrieved and greedy, making people want to give her all the best.

He kissed his pink lips back, and the vague whispered between his teeth, "Be good, it's all yours, I'll give it to you."

He moved slowly and held her waist with one hand.

The hot kiss was shivering in the trembling and roundness, and the sucking and licking was extremely light.

The milk rabbit was comforted and cheerful, rising and falling violently, trembling and jumping lightly.

The breast waves trembled, and it shook tenderly like a cream. A fat, soft and ripe red fruit at the top was raised, trembling with trembling.

Each stroke seemed to hit hard on his crumbling self-control.

He gasped deeply, closed his eyes, as if he couldn't see it, and the tyrannical desire in his heart would no longer be ready to move.

She was fragrant, holding the soft one, and touched it casually, rubbing his hand and pressing it onto him.

The smelly lips came over again, put on his side and kissed the corner of his lips.

The restless beast that could not be suppressed rushed out again.

Taomi was dizzy in her mind, closed her eyes, only knowing that she could instinctively approach her love and familiar breath.

The chest surged, and the breast waves shook slightly, as if it could relieve the fullness, but what followed was the increase in the pain.

She frowned, grabbed his hand and pulled it to her chest. Mo Ting smiled deeply, comforting her fat and soft nipples.

The little pregnant woman whispered and trembled slightly, her soft and tender nipples were shaking.

He smiled softly, held his fat and tender nipples and took a sip.

The person under him trembled suddenly, and his nipples were sent to his mouth again, and a tender and tender moan came out.

Mo Tingshen held his nipples, his eyes stiffened for a moment.

He spitted out carefully, his eyes focused, and a little wet red breast hole was opened on the tip of the pink bud, and milky white milk was oozing out.

The eyes became darker and burnt little by little, as if magma was pouring.

The Adam's apple moved hard, his voice was already hoarse, and the baby was breastfeeding.

The milk flowed out little by little, overflowing the chubby areola.

Mo Tingshen stared at the breast-filled vagina, and the Adam's apple rolled at high frequency.

The person involved seemed to be unaware of it, immersed in the sea of ​​desire and was undulating with the waves. He felt his breasts swelling and pain, and he grabbed them with his little hands and pinched them randomly.

Ah!A lewd moan was so soft that it was soft, and a thin line of breasts shot out from the breast hole.

The corners of the nose and lips were splashed with milky whiteness. Mo Tingshen was stunned for a moment, and then the bottom of his eyes was dark red.

The tip of the tongue slowly licked off a little milk stain on the lips, and licked the corners of the lips with savory taste.

My mind and eyes were locked on my fat and tender nipples, and I trembled with a drop of milk beads that I couldn't fall off.

Taomi was covered in her eyes, humming softly, and gasping for a low breath in her ear, her little nipples were wrapped in a cavity of dampness and heat, tightening little by little with a hot temperature.

He sucked his little nipples tightly and sucked hard.

Full of sweetness.

Taomi only felt a slight sharpness, and the tide on her chest surged out, and she screamed in a deep voice.

The fat and soft nipples were sucked and pulled, and the warm milk liquid ironed against the tip of the tongue and slowly flowed into the throat.

The baby's milk is so sweet... A gentle murmur melted between the four lips in a unclear way.

On the hot lips kiss, a stream of milk flowed in, soaking the temperature and breath of his lips.

Peach honey has a delicate and silly face, her pair of peach blossom eyes are filled with fog, she is drunk and seems to be open and open. The corners of her lips are filled with milk, and the sweet milky fragrance is everywhere while she breathes.

His tongue licked off the milk stains at the corner of her lips, and it seemed to be aftertaste. It blocked the sweet mouth of gasping again, wrapped around the soft little tongue and sucked the aftertaste.

The tip of the wet red milk was falling with a drop of milky white. The tip of the tongue gently lifted it into the mouth.

Is there any more... let out some more milk... Um... He sucked his little nipples tightly, and the soft flesh wrapped in the wet and hot lips, and the tip of his tongue was slightly trembling.

Both nipples were licked soaked and full, and they dripped with breasts, trembling softly on the tip of his tongue.

No more breasts...

Why not?

With waves of suction on the tip of the nipples, Taomi's entire soul was sucked into his abdomen through the breast hole, holding the round pregnant belly in his little hands, and the sad and soft crying.

Feed your husband some more milk, baby is good... The mouth is unclear and the sizzling sounds.

The two crispy milks were like jade fat soaked in water, so tender that they almost melted into a pool of sweet milk.

The soft and smooth flesh was wrapped in the lips and sucked repeatedly.

Mo Tingshen held his nipples in his mouth, gasped, his waist tightly closed and he shook lightly.

The delicate body in his arms immediately trembled, and a thin stream washed over his tongue, and a smell of fragrance was wet in his mouth.

As soon as the Adam's apple rolled, his waist and hips thrust.

Do you need your husband to fuck him?What's the baby?He smiled softly, and the hot breath he burst out almost melted the milk nuts.

He was full of evil taste, and he thrust his waist and hips rhythmically, forcing his breasts to squeeze out breast lines and flowed into his throat.

Well... it smells so good... The high nose bridge was buried in his tender breasts, he took a deep breath, murmured obsessed and satisfied.

Don't... don't suck... it's really gone... She was fucked and screamed softly and sobbed softly.

Mo Tingshen didn't believe it, so he sucked it hard and imported it with a big sweet and sweet sting.

He smiled wickedly and bit his little nose. Little liar, why don’t he have any breasts?

Taomi was bitten and hurt, her shoulders were trembling and whimpering. She smelled his own milk smell in his mouth, and her little face was so terrifying.

What should I do if I feed my son in the future?Do you want your husband to fuck him?

Taomi's eyes were out of focus, and the water was mist in front of her, as if she was vaguely seeing herself holding a baby, her big and small, her breasts were sucked by her son, and her son was sucked by her, and her water was sprayed underneath. She held a thick and long piece of flesh that was fucked outward.

A string of silk in my mind suddenly broke, big drops of tears rolled down, and the wet and hot honey liquid under my body gushed, spraying a mess.

Mo Tingshen's arms were closed, and his soft and fragrant body sucked into his arms, choking silently.

Several white turbid shots fell on the wet meat mound, bulging pregnant belly.

He took tissue and wiped it clean little by little.

Her palm curled up her soft body and made her lie on her body.

The fragrant and soft body was still trembling happily, and the warm palm gently stroked the naked back, one by one.

The tongue licked the teeth in the mouth over and over again, as if aftertaste.

There are still some in the future.

When she calmed down, she gently placed the person flat, poured the pregnancy oil in her hands and rubbed it evenly on her belly, and massaged it gently repeatedly.

After finishing it, she put down her skirt and wrapped the person in her arms.

Massage and applying pregnancy oil are all his must-do homework every day.

His little pregnant woman loves beauty so much that he can't let her grow a trace.

Next week I will let Yuan Ze apply for your enrollment.Mo Tingshen's soft body bent his arms, his jaw pressed against the soft hair, and his voice was a little hoarse afterwards.

The man in his arms was lazy and said, his little head moved and rubbed against him.

The milk was squeezed dry, and the energy in my body seemed to be sucked away, and my whole body was soft and light.

He held the person tighter again, kissed the fragrant hair, and sighed with satisfaction.

When Taomi reported on the start of school, she only asked someone to go through the procedures and applied to the college for delaying admission.

The tutor sent her two compressed packages of documents and book lists, and the better ones were all foreign documents.

But her English is only at level 4.

Taomiqi pulled her slippers and pulled out the dust-stacked computer from the piles of skin care products on the dressing table.

What is the boot password?

The sentences that are written by the machine can even understand them.

She could chew raw articles that were half-baked, but Mo Tingshen couldn't stand it and helped her translate documents every day.

So he was forced to absorb a series of dance theory knowledge and could even talk about Western art history.

Taomi has both solid foundation and competition experience in dance performances, but in theoretical research, she can only be considered a beginner.

While she was fond of dancing theory, she read the scripts that the team screened for her.

After work and study, I grow vegetables to tease my cat every day. When her kissing husband comes home, I hold her and kiss her round belly, and then lie in my arms and listen to his prenatal education for his son.

As a mother, Lulu had fat garlic cloves. The whole cat looked like a big feather duster, spreading its legs to the sky on the ground, revealing two rows of nipples in disrespect.

Soy milk is still like a pig. Every day, she wakes up and scolds birds through the window, runs to the yard to have fun, and is owed to mess with fish in the small pond, tosses her bean shelf, and then rolls herself into pieces.

In the late stage of pregnancy, Taomi's belly was so big that she couldn't touch her butt. She could only sit on the toilet every time, and she called him to wipe it angrily.

He lies on his side and his stomach is hanging in the air. He lies flat too heavily and it makes him feel uncomfortable no matter how he gets up. He needs to help him take a shower, wash his hair and blow his hair by himself.

Mo Tingshen has to work hard for more than an hour before going to bed every day to massage and apply oil. He basically can't sleep well at night. He gets up and helps her go to the toilet five or six times to cover her with a quilt.

Being a good husband is not easy.

But she was suffering from all the discomforts of pregnancy. He could do so much, but he was so little.

The ultrasound order shows that the baby weighs six pounds. He holds a stack of books in his hand, weighs the weight in his heart, and puts it on his stomach.

He frowned.

There was a complicated and painful feeling in my heart, but the person beside me was smacking his lips.

He laughed helplessly.

I am still a baby, so I have to give birth to him.

When there was half a month left before the due date, Mo Tingshen was muttering that she was hospitalized.

Taomi doesn't listen.

Her fetal appearance has always been very stable, and she has never seen Hong.

But after half a day of exclamation, the amniotic fluid broke that night.

A heat flowed down his legs, from the stairs on the second floor to the living room on the first floor, and traces of amniotic fluid on the ground.

He was still panicked and was picked up by him and walked out.

Taomi could feel her arms trembling, and her chest was very tight.

Inexplicably, I was not panicked.

The baby is not afraid, it will be here soon, it will be here soon.He murmured comforting her, but it was more like comforting himself. From the bottom of his eyes to the tips of his fingers, there was nothing that could reveal his panic.

Drive faster, steadily and slowly.He urged anxiously, and his words were inconsistent.

After being sent to the hospital, I had already opened two fingers.

Taomi really felt that she was about to give birth, but she saw that the sky was about to fall, so she could only smile and comfort him.

Mo Tingshen held her hand and trembled. He quickly kissed her like a time, watching her being pushed into the operating room.

His hand slid away, and Taomi held the palm of her hand that was in the void, and it was cold and a layer of cold sweat, all of which were his.

The touch just now was cold and trembling, but she felt that it was the warmest temperature in the world.

He is gone, and he is empty.