Full of honey

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date="2020-10-16"

title="Full of honey"

weight="96490"

series = ["Full of Nectar"]

mode = "manual"

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Full of honey: milk small sugar

But he didn't want to admit it at first.

After all, a woman like her was mostly to seduce him to satisfy Yu Yu and vanity.

Perhaps, when he willingly bows down under her pomegranate skirt one day, she will take his love for her as a trophy to show off to outsiders.

Then, kicked him away.

"After I came back from the toilet, I found that you moved the cup I placed on the table while I was away."

"Huh?" Why did she move his cup? "I put the medicine in your cup?"

"Yeah" He helped her tidy up her clothes and took her into the deeper part of the grove.

Wen Xiu glanced at the luxuriant leaves that covered the clouds above his head, stepped on the fallen leaves, and followed him under a big banyan tree with a history of over a hundred years.

There is a stone chair about one meter two in length under the tree, and the back of the chair is specially set up to make it easier for pedestrians to lean on the back when resting.

"You put sleeping pills in my cup," he said.

"Sleeping pills?" She repeated suspiciously, "You know I have taken the medicine, but you still drink it?"

He was silent suddenly. At that time, he was just curious about what she wanted to do next.

In addition, there is a trace of expectation that makes him unclear.

He wiped the dust-covered stone chair with a wet towel, and then sat down slowly.

"I don't drink much until I wake up. You have got me here and tied my hands behind you."

He put his hands behind his back, looked up at her, "Do you want to start?"

Wen Xiu pondered for a long while, and shook his head.

"I can't even figure out how I got you here. What do you say is that I am more than twenty centimeters taller."

"Actually I can't figure it out"

However, this is not the point.

"After you got me here, you took off my pants," he said.

Sure enough, she immediately saw her eyes widened in disbelief.

"I do you mean, I want to take off your pants now?"

"Well, haven't you been clamoring to retrieve the memory?" He twitched his hips and urged her, "Hurry up."

She looked down at his bulging crotch.

He reacted, and the one under his crotch, about the thickness of a baby's arm, was tilting upwards, as if to break through the shackles of his pants.

She leaned over, her little hand trembling, helping him to take off his pants, releasing the choking big inner clapper.

As soon as the thick and long surname was free, he shuddered, and under her fiery gaze, it quickly rose in a circle.

She was shocked when she saw it, and the scratching, who had only had an orgasm not long ago, was itchy again.

When he just helped her tidy up the clothes, he didn't let her put on her underwear again, saying that he would not have to take it off again later.

He didn't help her wipe the wet armpits between her legs, he said it would be useful later.

Is it

Her breathing became a little messy, and her mind was full of pictures of this big inner clapper, which was pierced into her own.

"Then what?" Her voice trembled a little, her legs were clamped, intent to stop the soreness and irritation.

His eyes, from her fullness that was about to swell from the suspender skirt, the overflowing breasts, moved to her plump mouth.

"Lick," he said, with dark waves under his eyes, "Lick my lunar shin like you licked that banana."

He spread his legs so that she could squat under his crotch.

She bit her lower lip in shame and glanced at the proud-sized Qian Yueju.

"I will not" she was a little stage fright.

His deep phoenix eyes stared at her without blinking.

The cowardice and longing in her eyes are exactly the same as seven years ago.

The difference is that, seven years ago, she knew how to use her proficient oral skills to conceal her blank surname experience.