In the gauze tent, a man wearing a black scarf was pressing against a naked woman with a scarf blocking her mouth, and her feet were working hard on the man's shoulders. Her breasts became flattened under the thighs. A purple-red penis between her legs was quickly in and out. The blood was a little dry and solidified on the inside of her thighs. The small hole had been stretched wide open, and the dispersed liquid was pounded into waves of white foam and accumulated around her.
Haitang's face was flushed, and she was a little drowsy under the impact of the man. She didn't know how long it had passed, but she felt a little hot with her lower body. However, the strange feeling mixed in it made her unable to explain the whimpering sounds in her mouth no longer existed. Instead, every time she was hit by the man, she burst out from her throat.
Seeing Haitang thrusting with his thrusting, the man became more and more excited. He stood up, and while quickly entering and exiting, he turned his head to kiss the little feet leaning on his shoulder. Every time he inserted it in, his small toes curled up involuntarily. The pink fingernails looked particularly beautiful. The man couldn't help but put his toes into his mouth and sucked them carefully. In the middle, he stuck out his tongue to lick Haitang's soles.
Haitang couldn't stand it anymore. Whether it was the impact inside the body or the itchy feet, she raised her head and bit the silk palm, but her hand reached the man's abdomen and pushed it out, preventing him from roaming inside her body so hard. At the same time, she kicked and hit her legs, preventing him from kissing her feet again.
Haitang's struggle aroused the man's interest. He let Haitang kick and push. After Haitang pushed for a while, he held Haitang's hand and pressed it to the junction of the two. What he touched was wet and hot. Haitang was shocked, and immediately retracted his hand, closed his eyes and bit the silk parquet and turned to one side. His feet also stopped kicking. The shyness of seeing Haitang. The man happily bent the corner of his mouth and pressed Haitang's knees onto the bed, forcing Haitang's lower body to rise high. After he breathed a few deep breaths, he began to pump faster and deeper.
The sound of the slap in his ears made Haitang very scared. She twisted her body uneasy to avoid it, but she didn't know that this brought a different pleasure to the man. The man's breathing became heavier and heavier. He suddenly lowered his head and sucked Haitang's left breast into his mouth. His lower body kept rising and falling like a motor. At the same time, a stream of liquid ejaculated from Haitang's body, he paused, and his lower body trembled after pressing against Haitang's body. Finally, he gasped and pressed on Haitang's body.
After a starlight flashed in front of her eyes, Haitang's whole body relaxed, and followed the man inhaled and breathed. She thought, the man had finished spitting out the nipples in his mouth, raised his head and stretched out the silk sliver from Haitang's mouth, helped her wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth, then slowly stood up and pulled out his half-soft stem as soon as she took it out, a large stream of liquid inside gushed out like a flood, soaked under Haitang's body, looking at the hole in Haitang's lower body that could not be closed due to his vigorous pulling. The man reached out and hooked the liquid that was still slowly sliding, and retreated back. He looked at the opening and closing hole and ate the milky white liquid he released. After pulling the silk sliver, he wiped his male roots clean, got up and walked out of the tent, put it on.
At this time, the tears of the begonia came out, and they slid silently into their hair. After the man finished wearing everything, he said hoarsely to the woman who was motionless on the bed through the gauze tent: I will come again. Then, he pushed open the door and jumped up in the corridor. Several ups and downs were gone.
Until there was no movement, Haitang slowly sat up, looked down at his body and breasts full of guidance and sucking marks. His nipples swelled countless times, and his left breast was still standing hard and hurting violently. At the end, the man was sucked into his mouth, with great force as if he wanted to pull out the breasts. Now some saliva has not dried yet, and it was even more terrible that it was wet and muddy, piled up between his legs. His originally pink lips have not yet swelled yet, and there are still some dry things on it, sticking to the mouth of the originally closed hole, which is slightly open and spitting out the man's turbid liquid. Haitang has stood up hard, dragging his soft legs, walked to the outside room, and then sat in his earlier bathing water.
Rubbing back and forth on her body like crazy. After almost losing a layer of skin, Haitang walked to the bed naked. Looking at the red and white marks on the bed, thinking about the things that happened on her body, she couldn't help but feel sad. In such an environment, crying was a luxury. She bit the corner of the quilt and whimpered for a long time. After she put on her clothes again, she pulled the sheets off, threw them into the bathtub, and then rubbed the marks on it. After everything was packed, she dragged her sore body and threw herself into the big bed again.
In the next few days, Haitang was a little nervous and afraid that she would be seen as something strange. Although there were few people in the courtyard and she could not leave the yard without summons, but the maid saw her drying the quilt and came to help immediately. She refused urgently, but the uneasiness kept surrounding her, especially the man said she would come back before leaving. When she remembered, she was afraid that she would not sleep at night, for fear that when she opened her eyes, she would see the man pressing on her body for several days. People were haggard, but there was no movement at all. The man seemed to disappear like this, and gradually, Haitang was relieved, thinking, maybe the man was just talking, after all, the man could not come just by thinking about it. Since that was the case, this matter was regarded as a nightmare and it would rot in her stomach from now on.
In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Haitang's days returned to peace. Every day was boring and monotonous. After getting up early, she went to pay tribute. However, her mother-in-law didn't like her, so she just knelt at the door and kowtowed. Her father-in-law didn't need her to pay tribute. Therefore, she turned around in the front yard and returned to her own yard. Her mother-in-law did not allow her to move around. Now her only world is this yard. She looked up and was really the sky at four corners. She kowtowed like this every day, came back to eat, was in the yard, and then had a nap, and continued to daze in the afternoon, and then supper and sleep. She would occasionally be called to the front yard and kneeled through the door to listen to her mother-in-law's lesson. Haitang felt that if this continued, she might not be able to live old.
On that day, Haitang, who was called to train, returned to her room physically and mentally exhausted and knelt for a short time. Haitang felt that maybe the stone in front of her mother-in-law would make her kneel and wear it. She remembered that she had seen the Condor Heroes in the past. The one inside was easy to kneel. Haitang was a little moved, but she didn't dare to endure it, and limped back, and couldn't eat it. After washing herself, she fell onto the bed. Although her knees hurt, she was really tired. After a while, she fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, the familiar black shadow appeared in Haitang's room again. Seeing Haitang's sleeping face, the man in black hummed softly and slept soundly. He took off his clothes and got into the gauze tent.
In a daze, Haitang felt a little cold, as if a hand was stroking himself. When he was shocked, he saw the man with his body naked, and his head was still only exposed, and his mouth was still visible on his head. Haitang closed his eyes and turned his head, no longer had any movement, and let the man fiddled with it.
Seeing Haitang as if he was slaughtered, the man only stirred his eyebrows under the black cloth, then reached out and took off Haitang's pants, and skillfully spread Haitang's legs apart and put them in it. At the same time, he lowered his head and held one side of his breasts, while reaching out to directly enter Haitang's hole.
Originally, the closed hole was dry and difficult to enter, but when the man skillfully pulled it, liquid in the hole was quickly secreted and wet the man's fingers. He proudly stroked the sticky fingers to Haitang's lips. Before the begonia could react, the already hard flesh roots entered the mouth of the hole that had not yet been completely expanded like thunder.
The sound was filled up unexpectedly. Haitang was about to overflow with a scream. The big hand quickly covered the slightly opened red lips. A low and hoarse voice sounded. Aren't you afraid of attracting people? The sound was suppressed and swallowed back. He had to close his eyes again and bit his lips tightly. He let go of his big hand, grab it and rub it all the time.
After entering this time, the man did not move as quickly as last time. Instead, he waited for Haitang to adapt to it before he started to thrust. While moving, he kissed Haitang's chin, collarbone and breasts. He was very gentle, as if he was looking at his beloved Haitang. This was a brand new feeling, very comfortable, and his lower body no longer hurts. Every impact seemed to be placed on his heart, which was numb and numb, making people no longer missed. He even felt reluctant to leave the thick and long ones every time he pulled out. Whenever he pulled out, he subconsciously tightened his lower body just to let him stay in it for a while.
The man kissed his breasts tightly, and he grabbed the breasts lovingly, watching the white meat constantly changing shape on his hands, the red tassels on the top are becoming more and more erect, hard like a stone. The man lowered his head, put the stone into his mouth, swept it quickly with his tongue, and occasionally bite it with his teeth.
Haitang felt very comfortable both up and down, and the breasts were very comfortable for the man to rub them, especially the nipples were held in the mouth and swept them on them. The feeling was indescribable, a little soft and itchy under his body. The man's impact was getting faster and faster. Every time, he pulled out his entire root and finished the roots and ended. Haitang even unconsciously opened his already wide legs, just hoping that the man could enter more.
After pressing Haitang up and down, the man finally released it. He did not rush to pull out his flesh roots. After waiting for a while, he carefully slowly pulled out his gradually shrinking stem. At the same time, he raised Haitang's butt, stretched out his fingers and stirred it back and forth in the liquid-filled cave for a while before putting down Haitang. This time, he did not get up immediately and put away his clothes. Instead, he turned over and lay down next to Haitang. After gasping for a few seconds, he reached out to pull Haitang, wrapped her in his arms, and kissed her from head to toe for a while before letting go. Before he got up and put down clothes, he left a sentence through the gauze tent in a low voice. I'll come again in two days.
Haitang's face was flushed, and she was a little drowsy under the impact of the man. She didn't know how long it had passed, but she felt a little hot with her lower body. However, the strange feeling mixed in it made her unable to explain the whimpering sounds in her mouth no longer existed. Instead, every time she was hit by the man, she burst out from her throat.
Seeing Haitang thrusting with his thrusting, the man became more and more excited. He stood up, and while quickly entering and exiting, he turned his head to kiss the little feet leaning on his shoulder. Every time he inserted it in, his small toes curled up involuntarily. The pink fingernails looked particularly beautiful. The man couldn't help but put his toes into his mouth and sucked them carefully. In the middle, he stuck out his tongue to lick Haitang's soles.
Haitang couldn't stand it anymore. Whether it was the impact inside the body or the itchy feet, she raised her head and bit the silk palm, but her hand reached the man's abdomen and pushed it out, preventing him from roaming inside her body so hard. At the same time, she kicked and hit her legs, preventing him from kissing her feet again.
Haitang's struggle aroused the man's interest. He let Haitang kick and push. After Haitang pushed for a while, he held Haitang's hand and pressed it to the junction of the two. What he touched was wet and hot. Haitang was shocked, and immediately retracted his hand, closed his eyes and bit the silk parquet and turned to one side. His feet also stopped kicking. The shyness of seeing Haitang. The man happily bent the corner of his mouth and pressed Haitang's knees onto the bed, forcing Haitang's lower body to rise high. After he breathed a few deep breaths, he began to pump faster and deeper.
The sound of the slap in his ears made Haitang very scared. She twisted her body uneasy to avoid it, but she didn't know that this brought a different pleasure to the man. The man's breathing became heavier and heavier. He suddenly lowered his head and sucked Haitang's left breast into his mouth. His lower body kept rising and falling like a motor. At the same time, a stream of liquid ejaculated from Haitang's body, he paused, and his lower body trembled after pressing against Haitang's body. Finally, he gasped and pressed on Haitang's body.
After a starlight flashed in front of her eyes, Haitang's whole body relaxed, and followed the man inhaled and breathed. She thought, the man had finished spitting out the nipples in his mouth, raised his head and stretched out the silk sliver from Haitang's mouth, helped her wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth, then slowly stood up and pulled out his half-soft stem as soon as she took it out, a large stream of liquid inside gushed out like a flood, soaked under Haitang's body, looking at the hole in Haitang's lower body that could not be closed due to his vigorous pulling. The man reached out and hooked the liquid that was still slowly sliding, and retreated back. He looked at the opening and closing hole and ate the milky white liquid he released. After pulling the silk sliver, he wiped his male roots clean, got up and walked out of the tent, put it on.
At this time, the tears of the begonia came out, and they slid silently into their hair. After the man finished wearing everything, he said hoarsely to the woman who was motionless on the bed through the gauze tent: I will come again. Then, he pushed open the door and jumped up in the corridor. Several ups and downs were gone.
Until there was no movement, Haitang slowly sat up, looked down at his body and breasts full of guidance and sucking marks. His nipples swelled countless times, and his left breast was still standing hard and hurting violently. At the end, the man was sucked into his mouth, with great force as if he wanted to pull out the breasts. Now some saliva has not dried yet, and it was even more terrible that it was wet and muddy, piled up between his legs. His originally pink lips have not yet swelled yet, and there are still some dry things on it, sticking to the mouth of the originally closed hole, which is slightly open and spitting out the man's turbid liquid. Haitang has stood up hard, dragging his soft legs, walked to the outside room, and then sat in his earlier bathing water.
Rubbing back and forth on her body like crazy. After almost losing a layer of skin, Haitang walked to the bed naked. Looking at the red and white marks on the bed, thinking about the things that happened on her body, she couldn't help but feel sad. In such an environment, crying was a luxury. She bit the corner of the quilt and whimpered for a long time. After she put on her clothes again, she pulled the sheets off, threw them into the bathtub, and then rubbed the marks on it. After everything was packed, she dragged her sore body and threw herself into the big bed again.
In the next few days, Haitang was a little nervous and afraid that she would be seen as something strange. Although there were few people in the courtyard and she could not leave the yard without summons, but the maid saw her drying the quilt and came to help immediately. She refused urgently, but the uneasiness kept surrounding her, especially the man said she would come back before leaving. When she remembered, she was afraid that she would not sleep at night, for fear that when she opened her eyes, she would see the man pressing on her body for several days. People were haggard, but there was no movement at all. The man seemed to disappear like this, and gradually, Haitang was relieved, thinking, maybe the man was just talking, after all, the man could not come just by thinking about it. Since that was the case, this matter was regarded as a nightmare and it would rot in her stomach from now on.
In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Haitang's days returned to peace. Every day was boring and monotonous. After getting up early, she went to pay tribute. However, her mother-in-law didn't like her, so she just knelt at the door and kowtowed. Her father-in-law didn't need her to pay tribute. Therefore, she turned around in the front yard and returned to her own yard. Her mother-in-law did not allow her to move around. Now her only world is this yard. She looked up and was really the sky at four corners. She kowtowed like this every day, came back to eat, was in the yard, and then had a nap, and continued to daze in the afternoon, and then supper and sleep. She would occasionally be called to the front yard and kneeled through the door to listen to her mother-in-law's lesson. Haitang felt that if this continued, she might not be able to live old.
On that day, Haitang, who was called to train, returned to her room physically and mentally exhausted and knelt for a short time. Haitang felt that maybe the stone in front of her mother-in-law would make her kneel and wear it. She remembered that she had seen the Condor Heroes in the past. The one inside was easy to kneel. Haitang was a little moved, but she didn't dare to endure it, and limped back, and couldn't eat it. After washing herself, she fell onto the bed. Although her knees hurt, she was really tired. After a while, she fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, the familiar black shadow appeared in Haitang's room again. Seeing Haitang's sleeping face, the man in black hummed softly and slept soundly. He took off his clothes and got into the gauze tent.
In a daze, Haitang felt a little cold, as if a hand was stroking himself. When he was shocked, he saw the man with his body naked, and his head was still only exposed, and his mouth was still visible on his head. Haitang closed his eyes and turned his head, no longer had any movement, and let the man fiddled with it.
Seeing Haitang as if he was slaughtered, the man only stirred his eyebrows under the black cloth, then reached out and took off Haitang's pants, and skillfully spread Haitang's legs apart and put them in it. At the same time, he lowered his head and held one side of his breasts, while reaching out to directly enter Haitang's hole.
Originally, the closed hole was dry and difficult to enter, but when the man skillfully pulled it, liquid in the hole was quickly secreted and wet the man's fingers. He proudly stroked the sticky fingers to Haitang's lips. Before the begonia could react, the already hard flesh roots entered the mouth of the hole that had not yet been completely expanded like thunder.
The sound was filled up unexpectedly. Haitang was about to overflow with a scream. The big hand quickly covered the slightly opened red lips. A low and hoarse voice sounded. Aren't you afraid of attracting people? The sound was suppressed and swallowed back. He had to close his eyes again and bit his lips tightly. He let go of his big hand, grab it and rub it all the time.
After entering this time, the man did not move as quickly as last time. Instead, he waited for Haitang to adapt to it before he started to thrust. While moving, he kissed Haitang's chin, collarbone and breasts. He was very gentle, as if he was looking at his beloved Haitang. This was a brand new feeling, very comfortable, and his lower body no longer hurts. Every impact seemed to be placed on his heart, which was numb and numb, making people no longer missed. He even felt reluctant to leave the thick and long ones every time he pulled out. Whenever he pulled out, he subconsciously tightened his lower body just to let him stay in it for a while.
The man kissed his breasts tightly, and he grabbed the breasts lovingly, watching the white meat constantly changing shape on his hands, the red tassels on the top are becoming more and more erect, hard like a stone. The man lowered his head, put the stone into his mouth, swept it quickly with his tongue, and occasionally bite it with his teeth.
Haitang felt very comfortable both up and down, and the breasts were very comfortable for the man to rub them, especially the nipples were held in the mouth and swept them on them. The feeling was indescribable, a little soft and itchy under his body. The man's impact was getting faster and faster. Every time, he pulled out his entire root and finished the roots and ended. Haitang even unconsciously opened his already wide legs, just hoping that the man could enter more.
After pressing Haitang up and down, the man finally released it. He did not rush to pull out his flesh roots. After waiting for a while, he carefully slowly pulled out his gradually shrinking stem. At the same time, he raised Haitang's butt, stretched out his fingers and stirred it back and forth in the liquid-filled cave for a while before putting down Haitang. This time, he did not get up immediately and put away his clothes. Instead, he turned over and lay down next to Haitang. After gasping for a few seconds, he reached out to pull Haitang, wrapped her in his arms, and kissed her from head to toe for a while before letting go. Before he got up and put down clothes, he left a sentence through the gauze tent in a low voice. I'll come again in two days.
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