part2 push in (h)

Su Qing's eyes widened, she couldn't react when he shot in, and most of her thick eyes were swallowed by her. She pushed him away with difficulty, retched a few times, and spat out part of her eye fluid along with her saliva.

Her beautiful red eyes were filled with anger, and she looked at him while covering her chest in discomfort. There is still a thick white liquid flowing down the corners of the lips, making the lips bright as blood, very tempting and moving.

Yu Sheng's half-soft sound stem suddenly swelled up, pushing her down on the bed violently, and pressing her hard.

The honey-colored firm skin adhered seamlessly to her fair and delicate snow skin. One cool and one warm, the touch of close contact caused trembling...

His scalding cock was already covered in her slippery saliva during the blowjob. So, now the wet cock is pressed against her warm and tender lips and poked slowly.

She was trembling, her legs were pushed to the bottom by him. Mi xue was rubbed by his hot and terrifying sound stem, and the terrifying penis head teased the sensitive flower base from time to time, and she shivered and gushed out a wave of mucus.

Su Qing didn't dare to look at his deep and erotic gaze, but the senses under her were clearer—Yugen stood upright like a branding iron, and her angular glans slowly opened her mouth.

She still had some pain, frowned slightly, and put her hands on his chest to prevent him from going any further.

"No... um uh..."

Her refusal was swallowed up in his thin lips.

The head of the penis had broken through the barrier outside her, and he pushed in slowly without question, and the stick behind it slid in firmly, lubricated by the sap and saliva.

She felt the thick meat stem ironing all the tender and tender meat in the flower path, and even the blue veins coiling around the stick body could clearly feel it.

"No... uh..." Her words were vague, her body was tense, and even Xiaoxue was preventing him from further intrusion.

The overlapping soft flesh tightly twisted his avatar, and every time he advanced half a point, it was extremely difficult. He sucked and bit her red lips vigorously, kneading her smooth and soft buttocks with his big palms, "Relax, I won't move—"

Yu Sheng said this on his mouth, but the movements of his hands were not ambiguous at all. The slender fingertips nimbly rubbed the top of the sound lip, opened it, and rubbed the sensitive flower core heavily.

She was even more wet and greasy inside, he took the opportunity to sink his waist in a rush, straightened his waist and hips forward, and sent the glans to the cervix, hitting the top of the mouth again and again, feeling that the cervix was slowly softening and loosening.

Her soft and gentle brows and eyes were red, and a thin layer of water vapor was entangled in her pupils. He clearly wanted to refuse, but the words turned into a low moan.

His shallow thrusts have long been unable to satisfy his lustrous roots, and only a violent rhythm can vent the arrogant lust deep in Nei's heart.

Going in and out forcefully and violently, almost brutally plucking the muddy flower path again and again. Her tender and tender breasts swayed with the impact, and he rubbed the shape of Yinmi emotionally...

The cock throbbed in her xue, the tight and soft tender meat wrapped tightly. He squinted intoxicated deep eyes, and finally fiercely pushed open her cervix, in exchange for the strong contraction of her sensitive and tight flower xue.

She hugged him tightly and whispered, brokenly chanting: "Well... Yu Sheng..."