The two thighs were full of temptation of carnality, and were more plump than Huang Ying's, but Zhao Huan could not see any thickness at all. When paired with her plump and mature body, it was so well-proportioned and pleasing to the eyes.
Gu Huang Haitao heard the sound of his saliva swallowing so loudly. He squatted down guiltily. What he could not see was Zhao Huan's mature and plump body, his cloud-like black hair, his snow-white skin, his plump and heavy breasts, his slender waist, his plump buttocks, and his body-like and well-proportioned thighs...
He asked himself that when he was in school in his hometown, he was definitely a pure and sunny child, but when he arrived at the provincial capital, the colorful world, the influence of precocious students, the temptation of wearing by women in big cities, coupled with his age and the movement of sexual consciousness, he became bad. During countless nights, he secretly browsed the Internet and browsed the website of children's unsuitable websites, downloaded erotic novels to enrich his theoretical knowledge, and at the same time seduced his increasingly strong primitive desires to be simply suppressed.
Secretly collecting his sister's underwear is just a little bit of a try. Unfortunately, just when he wanted to take advantage of his sister's oil, his sister went to the United States to study alone.
The stepmother is a stunning beauty, with noble temperament, elegant connotation, good maintenance, and no trace of distortion in her figure. She is also like her own, but he always has a barrier in his heart. Although he is cruel countless times and wants to steal her body like beasts, various factors have gradually lost his courage. The main reason is that his father, like Nan Batian, gave him the shock that he dared not act rashly.
Apart from the computer, he had never seen a woman's naked body, and she was so real and plump. In addition, Zhao Huan was still the stimulating relationship of his father's old lover, Huang Haitao's heart was filled with irresistible impulses.
Just imagine what a great achievement it would be if the woman who was once loved by a tyrant father was conquered by himself!
He felt a little hesitant again because he thought of Huang Ying, his granddaughter whom he had been obsessed with for several years. Whether it was the role of a dream lover who had been silently attached to for many years, or the increasingly charming and intellectual charm of her becoming a young woman, she was the first choice he wanted to get.
Huang Ying's image as a close-knit sister from the Girls' Generation, after arriving in the city, quickly integrated into the fashion of the big city like a transformation, outstanding talent, and the temptation of maturity and prosperity after marrying a woman. He closely witnessed Huang Ying's growth, which has been deeply engraved in his bones...
Oh, this is Haitao, why are you squatting here?
I don’t know when Zhao Huan appeared in front of Huang Haitao in a home dress
Huang Haitao was caught off guard and almost collapsed, as if he was caught in a voyeuristic situation. He was panicked and wanted to escape.
He stood up quickly, and thought of the voyeur hole on the window frame where he poked his finger.
He was wise in a hurry, Huang Haitao's voice suddenly became so painful that he was crying: Sister Zhao... I, I miss my mother...
Zhao Huan lit up the street lights in the yard. Seeing Huang Haitao rubbing his eyes and standing in front of him uneasy, she felt excited, as if she had returned to those beautiful memories twenty years ago, and her heart was suddenly sour and sad.
Haitao,
Years of misfortune have tempered this kind and beautiful woman. She restrained her upset mood and asked calmly, Haitao, do you have any worries? Why do you think of your mother coming? Don’t be sad, can you go to the house with your second sister to sit in the house?
Um
Huang Haitao followed Zhao Huan into her east wing bedroom, smelling the elegant fragrance of the new bathing woman and the unique body fragrance of mature women. At the moment when Zhao Huan turned on the light, he captured the outline of Zhao Huan's body that was faintly visible in the dress, which was more refreshing than the straightforward three-point look just now.
Below the slender waist, the twisting plump butt, the two plump and plump meat balls seemed to be trembling slightly, and a sensual wave of buttocks appeared.
Let's sit
Zhao Huan seemed to be worried too, pointing to a chair and said to Huang Haitao that she didn't even dare to look at the sad Huang Haitao, afraid that she would be immersed in those memories that she should have forgotten long ago.
Huang Haitao saw Zhao Huan sitting on the edge of her bed slightly, Huang Haitao said politely: I'll sit in a small stool.
After saying that, he pulled a small stool by the door, sat down, swept his eyes casually, and was facing Zhao Huan's two snow-white and plump thighs. A deep, mysterious and seductive zone was formed between his slightly opened legs, as if strands of pylorus fragrance were floating out.
By the way, Haitao, do you want to eat some grapes? My second sister will pick them for you?
Zhao Huan said and stood up. She was not avoiding her own spring leak, but simply having a special affection for the old lover's child, as if she had seen the shadow of the old lover.
No, I've eaten at home
Huang Haitao's voice was a little trembling because he saw the seductive triangle under the flat belly in Zhao Huan's skirt standing up. A bulging plump mound appeared faintly, mysteriously sandwiched between her two thighs. I wonder what it would look like?
Haha, aren’t you always lively and talkative? Why are you so obedient now like a little girl? Haha…
Zhao Huan was determined to adjust the atmosphere and sat down again, her legs seemed to be spread a little further, because she was completely unprepared for the old lover's child.
Besides, he is just a young boy with a stinky breast
Little girl? How could I be a little girl? I am a dangerous pervert!
Huang Haitao was dissatisfied with his voyeurism. He had no need to be afraid of anything anymore. He was brave enough to stare at Zhao Huan's dark eyes bravely. The light was rippling in it, gentle and lovely, like a small hand, touching his heart.
And... it's not because Sister Zhao is so beautiful, Haitao is afraid of making you angry...
Huang Haitao feels that his face is hot
Puchi...
Zhao Huan didn't expect the boy to say such words. After being stunned for a moment, he covered his mouth and laughed. He was as charming as a beautiful rose. His eyes were curved into a crescent moon staring at the blushing boy, and said in a coquettish manner, "You guy, I thought you didn't understand anything, just like you..."
Gu Huang Haitao heard the sound of his saliva swallowing so loudly. He squatted down guiltily. What he could not see was Zhao Huan's mature and plump body, his cloud-like black hair, his snow-white skin, his plump and heavy breasts, his slender waist, his plump buttocks, and his body-like and well-proportioned thighs...
He asked himself that when he was in school in his hometown, he was definitely a pure and sunny child, but when he arrived at the provincial capital, the colorful world, the influence of precocious students, the temptation of wearing by women in big cities, coupled with his age and the movement of sexual consciousness, he became bad. During countless nights, he secretly browsed the Internet and browsed the website of children's unsuitable websites, downloaded erotic novels to enrich his theoretical knowledge, and at the same time seduced his increasingly strong primitive desires to be simply suppressed.
Secretly collecting his sister's underwear is just a little bit of a try. Unfortunately, just when he wanted to take advantage of his sister's oil, his sister went to the United States to study alone.
The stepmother is a stunning beauty, with noble temperament, elegant connotation, good maintenance, and no trace of distortion in her figure. She is also like her own, but he always has a barrier in his heart. Although he is cruel countless times and wants to steal her body like beasts, various factors have gradually lost his courage. The main reason is that his father, like Nan Batian, gave him the shock that he dared not act rashly.
Apart from the computer, he had never seen a woman's naked body, and she was so real and plump. In addition, Zhao Huan was still the stimulating relationship of his father's old lover, Huang Haitao's heart was filled with irresistible impulses.
Just imagine what a great achievement it would be if the woman who was once loved by a tyrant father was conquered by himself!
He felt a little hesitant again because he thought of Huang Ying, his granddaughter whom he had been obsessed with for several years. Whether it was the role of a dream lover who had been silently attached to for many years, or the increasingly charming and intellectual charm of her becoming a young woman, she was the first choice he wanted to get.
Huang Ying's image as a close-knit sister from the Girls' Generation, after arriving in the city, quickly integrated into the fashion of the big city like a transformation, outstanding talent, and the temptation of maturity and prosperity after marrying a woman. He closely witnessed Huang Ying's growth, which has been deeply engraved in his bones...
Oh, this is Haitao, why are you squatting here?
I don’t know when Zhao Huan appeared in front of Huang Haitao in a home dress
Huang Haitao was caught off guard and almost collapsed, as if he was caught in a voyeuristic situation. He was panicked and wanted to escape.
He stood up quickly, and thought of the voyeur hole on the window frame where he poked his finger.
He was wise in a hurry, Huang Haitao's voice suddenly became so painful that he was crying: Sister Zhao... I, I miss my mother...
Zhao Huan lit up the street lights in the yard. Seeing Huang Haitao rubbing his eyes and standing in front of him uneasy, she felt excited, as if she had returned to those beautiful memories twenty years ago, and her heart was suddenly sour and sad.
Haitao,
Years of misfortune have tempered this kind and beautiful woman. She restrained her upset mood and asked calmly, Haitao, do you have any worries? Why do you think of your mother coming? Don’t be sad, can you go to the house with your second sister to sit in the house?
Um
Huang Haitao followed Zhao Huan into her east wing bedroom, smelling the elegant fragrance of the new bathing woman and the unique body fragrance of mature women. At the moment when Zhao Huan turned on the light, he captured the outline of Zhao Huan's body that was faintly visible in the dress, which was more refreshing than the straightforward three-point look just now.
Below the slender waist, the twisting plump butt, the two plump and plump meat balls seemed to be trembling slightly, and a sensual wave of buttocks appeared.
Let's sit
Zhao Huan seemed to be worried too, pointing to a chair and said to Huang Haitao that she didn't even dare to look at the sad Huang Haitao, afraid that she would be immersed in those memories that she should have forgotten long ago.
Huang Haitao saw Zhao Huan sitting on the edge of her bed slightly, Huang Haitao said politely: I'll sit in a small stool.
After saying that, he pulled a small stool by the door, sat down, swept his eyes casually, and was facing Zhao Huan's two snow-white and plump thighs. A deep, mysterious and seductive zone was formed between his slightly opened legs, as if strands of pylorus fragrance were floating out.
By the way, Haitao, do you want to eat some grapes? My second sister will pick them for you?
Zhao Huan said and stood up. She was not avoiding her own spring leak, but simply having a special affection for the old lover's child, as if she had seen the shadow of the old lover.
No, I've eaten at home
Huang Haitao's voice was a little trembling because he saw the seductive triangle under the flat belly in Zhao Huan's skirt standing up. A bulging plump mound appeared faintly, mysteriously sandwiched between her two thighs. I wonder what it would look like?
Haha, aren’t you always lively and talkative? Why are you so obedient now like a little girl? Haha…
Zhao Huan was determined to adjust the atmosphere and sat down again, her legs seemed to be spread a little further, because she was completely unprepared for the old lover's child.
Besides, he is just a young boy with a stinky breast
Little girl? How could I be a little girl? I am a dangerous pervert!
Huang Haitao was dissatisfied with his voyeurism. He had no need to be afraid of anything anymore. He was brave enough to stare at Zhao Huan's dark eyes bravely. The light was rippling in it, gentle and lovely, like a small hand, touching his heart.
And... it's not because Sister Zhao is so beautiful, Haitao is afraid of making you angry...
Huang Haitao feels that his face is hot
Puchi...
Zhao Huan didn't expect the boy to say such words. After being stunned for a moment, he covered his mouth and laughed. He was as charming as a beautiful rose. His eyes were curved into a crescent moon staring at the blushing boy, and said in a coquettish manner, "You guy, I thought you didn't understand anything, just like you..."
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