Full of honey

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date="2020-10-16"

title="Full of honey"

weight="96559"

series = ["Full of Nectar"]

mode = "manual"

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Full of honey: milk small sugar

Fu Yuan was awakened by a nightmare.

In the dream, the light gauze is misty and the mandarin ducks are warmed.

He pressed on a woman, ups and downs, and screamed the person with a whisper.

Chun Jing was charming, his face was flushed, his body temperature was terribly high, and his skin was covered with sweat.

The sturdy fleshy stalks wantonly whipped the woman under him, and pounded out a large wave of sticky and lubricated showy liquid.

At this point in the dream, he had enjoyed it.

However, when he suddenly heard the woman's soft voice calling him "grandfather", Fu Yuan definitely affirmed--

I am having nightmares.

When he woke up, the sky was already bright.

A ray of light penetrated into the tightly closed curtains.

He looked at the window and let out a long sigh of relief.

He felt sticky and greasy, apparently sweating in his sleep.

"Fuck grandpa, you are awake."

Suddenly, the voice of milky and soft female voice sounded in the room, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably in fright.

Fu Yuan searched for the sound and found that the little hairy ball was lying on his belly, with a small face raised, looking at him with a smile.

"How will you be here?"

"Meow" Yao Yao wagged his tail, "I heard that the husband and wife are going to sleep together, and I found out that you didn't lock the door. You must leave the door to me and want to sleep with me.

Fu Yuan shook the thin air-conditioning quilt, "Be less affectionate and go down."

"Meow!" Yao Yao was swayed by him, and he grunted and rolled around on the bed.

He opened the quilt, and when he bumped into the small tent high up in his crotch, he waved the quilt and put it back on his body.

His movements were very swift and violent, but Yao Yao looked at him.

She tried to lift his quilt, trying to see more clearly the matter with the rib just under his crotch. f uwenw u me

But he deliberately pressed the quilt tightly, "What are you doing?"

Yao Yao climbed onto his lower abdomen again, and with his small paws, pressed the pillar of meat on top of the quilt.

"What is this?" she asked.

"Yeah" he muttered in a low voice, and was actually a little bit happy by her pressing.

"You do not know?"

"If you know, I won't ask."

"Neither did you teach this in physiology?" He was a little contemptuous.

Yao Yao lowered his head in shame, "Actually I am a poor student."

"Fuck grandpa, just talk about it~"

She had a playful heart, pressing down on the bulging part of the quilt, using his hard meat as a gamepad, shaking it around.

His eyes grew darker, he opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse and magnetic: "That's a penis, a male reproductive organ, also known as a penis, a big stick"

Yao Yao listened, clutching his big cock with two paws and rubbing it randomly.

A tingling sensation instantly followed his tailbone and climbed up to his brain, so that his reaction was a little slow, and he stopped halfway through the conversation.

"But, I didn't see you have this yesterday."

She spoke ignorantly, seeing him relax her guard, and slowly pulled up the quilt.

Under the quilt, his navy blue silk pajamas were lifted up by the huge roots wrapped inside.

She looked at his wet crotch with some milky white viscous liquid on it.

Her nose moved, and she smelled a strange salty smell.

"Did you pee your pants?" she asked, stopping the touch and sniffing her paws. "But, this smells so strange."

The male root was swollen and painful without her touching.

The fiery lust burned his body, he was lustful, and quietly clenched his fist.

"The penis is usually soft, and it will only get erect when it has sex."

He spoke slowly, fighting his animal desires.

"During orgasm, the male penis will ejaculate semen"

"I didn't pee my pants last night, it's just" he paused, "I had a dream."

Dreaming of her, ejaculated.

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