Fox x National Teacher [Eleven, the husband is great]

Feng Heng stared at Yaoyao intently, the corners of his mouth curved into an imperceptible arc, he nodded, "Love."

Yaoyao raised her hips and straddled him instead, with a soft figure, exhaling Youlan: "How much love?"

"More than you love me."

Yaoyao paused for a moment while undoing Feng Heng's tie, and the redness in her eyes gradually faded. She tilted her head to look at Feng Heng: "Impossible."

However, Feng Heng frowned and blinked as if he had just woken up from a dream, the folds of his eyelids deepened a lot when he looked at Yaoyao: "What's impossible?"

Yaoyao didn't answer his question, she pressed her waist close to his lower abdomen: "I want it."

Feng Heng's eyes darkened slightly, pressing down on her restless buttocks: "Here?"

"Um."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Heng waved his big hand, all the paper, pen and ink on the desk fell to the ground, he threw Yaoyao on the desk and touched her smooth cheek bit by bit: "In the clear sky, Yaoyao is really in good spirits. "

Yaoyao raised her eyebrows, her long legs were slightly bent and rubbed between his legs. She could feel the heat through the fabric, swelling and hardening. She smiled frivolously, and she had a captivating look without any effort.​​​ , Every move is charming to the extreme: "Kefu-kun is hard."

People call her a wife, so what is Feng Heng if not her husband?

Yaoyao always knows what she likes to hear. Feng Heng thought like this, her fingers had already tore open her skirt, revealing a piece of white and delicate.

Purple irises were embroidered on the lotus-colored apron, and the flower bones that quietly bloomed were especially coquettish like Yaoyao. As soon as Feng Heng's heart moved, she lifted up the hem of her bellyband and lowered her head to hold the red nipples in her mouth. The flexible fleshy tongue traced the shape of the areola, and under her breath was the fragrant breast tip, no matter how delicious it was to lick it.

The nipples gradually hardened, and Feng Heng knew that it was almost time, so she pulled off her skirt with ease, and felt Huagu along the waist of her trousers.

Sure enough, it was drenched like a rain.

He ripped open his trousers, and now he's done, his skirts are all torn up.

"Feng Heng..."

"What do you call me?" The sunlight climbed in from the light-transmitting window lattice, and shone on the flawless monsoon like the top suet jade in the world. Feng Heng suddenly reached out and took out a clean wolf's hair.

Yaoyao didn't know what he wanted to do, so she just groaned unconsciously, "Husband...come in..."

"Isn't this coming in?"

"Yeah!" Yaoyao lowered her eyes and saw that Feng Heng actually put a brush into her small hole! "Feng Heng...don't...husband...ah...um...ahha..."

After begging for mercy, how could there be any reluctance? Yaoyao was about to feel so good that her footjob tensed up.

The rough bristles are soft when they meet the water, and they slowly rub and roll on the wall of the cave. The two thick flower lips wrap the cool and hard pen, and the electric current is transmitted from the sensitive small buds to the depths of the cave, stimulating more Lots of sap.

"Didn't I go in? Madam screamed really loudly." Feng Heng inserted the pen deeper, and the entire flower household tightly wrapped the pen barrel like a clam shell, watching the smooth tide come and go in and out of the corridor, every time she drew it. A little bit of crystal on the barrel.

The mane depicts the shape of wrinkles in the flesh, and the lower abdomen is ups and downs. Yaoyao arches her back and wants to hug Feng Heng: "Husband... Hug..."

Feng Heng simply abandoned the wolf and threw out a water stain. He pressed his body to hug Yaoyao, and poked his hard cock along the small round hole that was not closed, filling the empty and itchy vagina.

The intercourse continued for half an hour, and Yaoyao's praise and sighs never stopped.

"Ah... Husband is amazing... ah..."

"As long as you like it, Madam." The two bags were stuck outside the meat hole, with the meat roots inserted nine shallow and one deep, they were pulled out and slapped at the hole, making a "slap, pop" sound, "Will Madam stay with me forever? beside you?"

"Will... ah... always... hard... um..."

"Remember what you said."

The corners of Feng Heng's eyes turned red, and a drop of sweat dripped from her Adam's apple, dripping onto Yaoyao's breasts and sliding down the peak line.The harder he fucked, the harder he wanted to shove all the scrotum that wasn't in the pubic hair into his honey hole when he sprinted.

"Ah ah ah..." Gui Ling broke into the palace entrance, Feng Heng froze all over, the essence spurted out, and went to orgasm together with Yaoyao, whose throat was hoarse.