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Full of honey
Full of honey: milk small sugar
His thick and long.
Although it hurts a little bit below, the feeling of being filled up filled her heart with happiness.
She finally got close to the one she loved.
But for a while, her body gradually developed an inexplicable sense of emptiness, which desperately needed him to move and scratch her.
"Xiu Jin," she whispered, "I feel itchy underneath."
"Heh~" He chuckled, resting her legs on his shoulders, shrugging his lower body back and forth, and slightly hitting her sap-flowing little flower hole.
"Ah~Xiu Jin, this oo~ this feeling is so strange~"
She moaned intermittently, her waist swinging with his thrust.
He increased the range of thrusting, and the hot meat pestle quickly rubbed the soft and sweet meat, which brought her an unprecedented strange feeling, that kind of crisp and numb feeling, really like an electric shock.
"Strange? Why is it strange?" he asked her in a low voice.
The meat blade of proud size slammed into the hallway, making a sound of water.
The puddles of sticky white foam, like a paste, stuck at the junction of the two.
"Haha~ it's very strange~"
"Unhappy? Huh?"
"Woo~" She frowned suddenly, the moment he just got in, she didn't know what was going on, and she was so comfortable that she trembled.
As if he had discovered something, he began to poke hard at the soft flesh inside, spinning and grinding.
"Ah~no, don't touch it!" she yelled sweetly, her frowning eyebrows making it difficult to tell whether she was suffering or pleasure.
"Don't touch where?" He stroked her stiff little pinto beans, "Is this here?"
"Still here?" After that, he stood up abruptly, and his glans pressed deeply against her g-spot.
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ps: γγγ todayβs addition is over, go to the next meal (??????)??
500 beads are wide enough to light up the first little star, and I feel a little excited when I think about it (?o?o??)
Strawberry 24: Strawberry Flavor Early Night (6)
"Oh no, no, no"
She shook her head, tears of excitement flowed from the corner of her eyes.
"Haha! No, Xiu Jin, too fast, you slow down, uh, Xiu Jin, slow down"
He was anxious and fierce, his pouch slapping her hips, making a clear and audible "pop".
He threw her to the edge of orgasm time and time again, but he controlled her not to reach the peak. "Mengmeng, do you want to orgasm?" He leaned on her shoulder and whispered, and the hot breath that he exhaled made her ears red. "Think about it"
"Speaking of your little Sao point, I will only let me have meat in this life, and I will make you orgasm.
"Woo~Xiu Jin~" She raised her lower waist and pressed it to his lower abdomen.
How could she say such a shame?
But she really wants
"Xiu Jin~ Mengmeng Xiaosao point, this life is only allowed to woo~ Only Xiu Jin is allowed!~" She said intermittently.
As soon as the voice fell, he began to push his lower body fiercely, entering deeper than once, and rubbing her g-spot accurately every time.
He fiddled with her little flower nucleus, and as he fiddled with it, the fiddle became faster and faster.
Until she couldn't stand it, she screamed, her whole body was electrified, and she reached the peak of the climax.
A large amount of yin essence was ejected from the urine point again, which wetted his lower abdomen.
The pink hole in a convulsive state tightened his fleshy equipment. He endured the desire to shoot out and continued to do the piston movement.
She hooked his neck with her hands, her voice was soft: "Xiu Jin, I really like you."
His heart was pounding suddenly, and an indescribable emotion surged in his chest, rising, and exploding in his head like a gorgeous firework.
He kissed her passionately, pulled out the penis abruptly, opened his horse's eyes, and painted an unbearable white map on her flat belly.
After some intense sex, Shen Mengmeng nestled in his arms like a lazy little milk cat.
He stroked her bare back, enjoying the warm and lingering passion after the passion.
For a long time, Shen Mengmeng was hoarse and asked him: "What time is it?"
He glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table and replied, "Six o'clock in the evening."
"It's so late" How can time pass so fast when we are with him?
"Will you go home later today or do you sleep with me for one night?"
His forehead rubbed against her shoulders and acted like a baby.
She hesitated.
"Let's take a shower first." He got up and hugged her up in the position of a princess.
"Ah!" She hurriedly wrapped his neck, "You won't do it again"
She had just finished doing it with him once, and she was still aching hot and could not bear the second sex at all.
"It's really just taking a bath." He promised.
During the bath, although he didn't give too much attention to her little sister, she still inevitably would be kissed and touched by him.
After the shower, he wrapped her in a bathrobe, carried her to the living room sofa, and used a hairdryer to dry her hair.
Her hair is smooth and shiny, like a fine silk.
"Xiu Jin" she was calling him, the volume was very small, like a mosquito.
"Ok?"
"I suddenly remembered that my clothes were wet and I couldn't wear them home"
His movements became stiff, and he knew what she was saying, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help raising: "So, you can only stay at my house tonight."
She lowered her head and blushed.
After he dried her hair, he threw the phone to her.
"Iβll order it tonight. Letβs have a takeaway. You order first. I'm going to clean up the bed. The sheets are full of water from you."
Speaking of the back, he squeezed the tip of her nose fondly.
"I didn't mean it." She bulged her cheeks and glared at him.
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ps: γγγ finally lights up the first little star (??????)??
Strawberry 25: Don't look at me, I will want to fuck you (500 beads plus more)
With enough wine and food, Yu Xiujin cleaned up a mess.
Shen Mengmeng almost slowed down, taking a look at his house and looking at it.
"Xiu Jin, you have won so many awards before."
She seemed to have discovered the New World. In the cupboard of his study, she saw a cupboard neatly arranged trophies and certificates.
From the first prize of a certain province, to the first prize of a national competition, to the first prize of the Paganini International Violin Competition
Shen Mengmeng looked at the past one by one, and became more shocked as she looked at it.
but
How come these trophies and certificates are related to the violin?
He likes the violin very much?
Her sight was finally fixed on the top floor, on a transparent glass box at the corner.
In the box, there is a violin with a smooth body reflecting the white light of the ceiling lamp.
"It's nothing pretty." He took her hand, trying to take her out of the study.
But she narrowed her mouth: "I want to hear you play the violin."
A trace of sadness crossed his eyes, and it was fleeting.
"I haven't pulled a small