Miss x Big Brother [Nineteen Brother Holly]

The room was dark, as if no one was there, but under careful listening, there was a constant sound of suspicious collisions.

In addition, there is the broken and forbearing sound of the woman whimpering.

The moonlight quietly penetrated the window screen, and under the dim white light, there were overlapping and twisting figures, and the sound came from there.

The hot palms wandered on the fine and smooth jade muscles, the thin calluses of the tiger's mouth rubbed against the delicate nipples, the two naked bodies were sweaty and sticky, and there were sparks everywhere they touched.

Su Yao was pushed back in front of the window lattice, she held the window sill, her sweet buttocks were so high, and Dong Qing, who was behind her, ravaged the beating breast flesh on her chest with one hand, and held her willow waist with the other, and rammed it so hard that it was crushed by her fingertips. The tips of the nipples jumped up and down, and the legs were so soft that they almost couldn't stand.

"Hmm..." Wu Si was soaked in sweat, Su Yao's mouth seemed to be the scarlet apron she was wearing today.

Suyao was terrified, lest someone suddenly open the window, then she would completely expose her face—the white breast under the palm of the wheat color, the stiff point between the fingers, and the flat belly together. V, under the sparse jungle, there are ferocious giants ruthlessly shuttle...

Don't think about it, the expression on her face must be a bit more lewd than her body.

Not to mention that she still had her apron in her mouth, the body fluid soaked the fabric, and every time she groaned, she swallowed the wetness.

Holly leaned over to her, her firm chest collided with her slender back, he pecked Su Yao's neck, and even the sweat had its own fragrance, "Niannian is really fragrant."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...)"

"What did you say every year? Say you like it?"

"...Um! (No!)"

Holly curled her lips into a smile, holding her ear beads, small and exquisite, "That's it."

While sucking on Su Yao's neck, he moved his hands up and down while facing her, and he didn't forget to wiggle his lower crotch to let the giant go deeper...

The genitals that hit the honey hole are too big, one slap is a puddle of water, a few slaps is a big flood, the squeezed white pulp drips straight to the ground, Su Yao's waist lowers and lowers, and the jade-like toes stand up, Just to cater to Holly's movements.

It is undeniable that there is more emotion than fear of being discovered, it is stimulation, pleasure, and passion.

The clam meat wrapped tightly around the penis, and it was swept into the flower hole and brought out again. The red was bright and crystal clear. Su Yao had never wanted to kiss Holly like this.

Her chin was sore and numb from the apron, and when she made a whimper of grievance, Dongqing realized it immediately. He pulled out the apron and gently rubbed her mandible, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Su Yao nodded pitifully, and her little hole tightened, "Um..."

It sounded like a cat meowing.

Holly gritted her teeth and took the cock out of her honey hole, bringing out a large wave of filth and white turbidity. He ignored it, but turned Su Yao over to face him, and carefully licked her lips.

It would be more perfect if the lower body didn't have something hard and wet against it.

Su Yao chased after his lips and bit, "That's how I can kiss you."

Holly's heart was so soft that he lifted Su Yao's buttocks and put her on the chaise longue, and straddled her with one leg. On the flower hole where a small round hole was poked.

Su Yao clenched the handles on both sides of the chaise longue with both hands, and opened her legs.

The swaying sound of "squeaky" sounded again, and the turtle was smooth, brushing the wrinkled honeycomb wall, and the white liquid overflowing from the bell's mouth was mixed with the spring water and overflowed from the gap when the cock went in and out...

"Nian Nian, call me Brother Holly."

"..." Su Yao was about to face an orgasm, she arched her waist and frowned, her slender neck was blurred with sweat, "Ah...want...ah..."

"Yannian, call, eh?"

Dongqing stopped moving, Su Yao was like a little girl who was tempted to eat candy at this moment, she climbed up to Dongqing——

"Brother Holly... ah!"

The phallus began to thrust violently again, and the sack full of essence slapped the swollen core like punishment, and Holly got faster and faster.

"Holly... Brother Holly..."

"Year by year!"

Under the low roar, Dong Qing's waist and eyes were retracted and swallowed, he constrained Su Yao's delicate body, and a stream of thick and hot semen shot into the flower's heart from the flooded honey hole!

...

Qian Lu, who was vigilant again, slept sweetly on Xiong Xi's shoulder, her mouth was slightly open, and her breathing was shallow.

Xiong Xi, who has excellent hearing ability, can hear the movement in the house completely.

If it was placed in the previous period, Xiong Yan was calm and calm as if he was deaf, but at this moment, Xiong Yan was blushing.

He tried hard not to let his undulating chest affect his light sleepiness, but the charming thoughts in his mind couldn't be shaken away.

Probably... Qian Lu is even more beautiful than he imagined.

He freed his other hand and scratched his head. He couldn't help laughing, thinking to himself, it would be great if Qianlu could call him "Brother Xiongmo".

Qian Lu was originally a light sleeper, but when Xiong Lu smiled, her shoulders moved. She rubbed her eyes and looked up at Xiong Lu, "What time is it?"

Xiong Yan didn't react, his eyes were brighter than the moonlight at night, he asked Qianlu: "Can you call me brother Xiong?"

Qian Lu was in a daze and was still not fully awake, she laughed silly, "Brother Xiong Bo."

Xiong Lu's eyes widened immediately, he touched his chest, and responded, "Hey, I'm here."

The weather was getting colder and colder, Qian Lu packed up several fur coats and cloaks for Su Yao and asked her, "Which one do you want to wear, miss?"

Suyao held her cheeks and thought about something, and she pointed at her hand, "Pink."

Qianlu: "...Miss, this is blue."

"That's blue."

"Hey, alright." Qianlu put the rest in the closet, and put on Su Yao's light blue cape in her hand. It was fluffy and warm, "What are you thinking, Miss?"

"I'm thinking about how to get daddy to agree to my marriage with Holly."

The bear on the beam and the exposed body with the straps are all stiff.

Qianlu: "Miss is going to see Master Xiang today to talk about this?"

"Yeah." Su Yao continued involuntarily, she glanced at the sunlight outside the window, it didn't look too cold, "Go out, while there is no wind."

"Okay." Qianlu took two steps after Suyao, looked over his head before going out, and then closed the door.

Xiong Xi went to find Dongqing for the first time.

...

The nib of the pen in Dong Qing's hand paused slightly, and she turned a blind eye after dissolving a drop of ink on the rice paper: "Did she really say that?"

No matter how calm his tone was, he couldn't contain his excitement.

Xiong Bo lowered his head, "Yes."

After the joy, Dong Qing's smile slowly faded, and he murmured, "If every year knew my identity, I would still..."

Xiong Yan dared to face Holly, "Pavilion Master, this subordinate thinks, Madam will not care about it."

When Dong Qing heard this, he was not melancholy anymore. He smiled and said, "You and Qian Lu have been very close these days?"

Xiong Gan frowned and knelt down on one knee: "Pavilion Lord forgive me!"

"Tsk," Holly was still laughing, "I don't blame you, it's good, you can take care of me year after year."

"Besides, you said 'Mrs.' just now..." Dong Qing touched her nose, "It's not bad."

Xiong Xi: "..."

He thought to himself, it seems that if his pavilion owner doesn't mind that he and Qian Lu are close, it's enough to flatter him, "Madame is naturally towards the pavilion owner, so the pavilion owner doesn't need to worry about it."

Holly sighed and looked out at the nearly bare treetops: "Hopefully."