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Full of honey
Full of honey: milk small sugar
"This one seems to be a little smaller, can I bring in a larger size?"
The woman next door suddenly spoke, shocking Yao Yao.
Her heart tightened, panicking, she almost cried: "No, godfather, you can pull it out quickly!"
Hearing this, Fu Yuan slapped her high and tender buttocks, and said in a deep voice, "Say it again, what do you call me?"
Yao Yao was forced by lewdness, so he had to answer in a low voice: "husband"
"Yeah." His face barely improved, "Did you just ask me to pull it out?"
After that, he withdrew abruptly, Ouchi Bang quickly rubbed the delicate and sensitive inner wall, arousing too strong pleasure, so that she almost forgot to breathe.
She thought he would really pull it out, but when she found that the huge inner crown happened to be stuck in the small hole, she knew that he would not let her go so easily.
"no!"
With great strength, the giant root slammed back into the tight inner circle, and the over-stimulating comfort caused her to choke and swallow the rest of the words back.
"Hold you so tightly, don't let me move, I am afraid that premature ejaculation may be in it."
He kissed her gently scented neck, and burned a crimson hickey on it.
He moved his lower body, unwillingly buried his inner shin in her wet pan, he began to pump and slap, stirring the layers of soft inner, making the sound of "grumbling".
The thin straps of the thong rubbed against his sensitive inner parts, adding a little excitement.
Yao Yao's face flushed flushed as he listened to the shameful voice, and tried to suppress his chaotic sentiment in Xiu, and the scream that was about to blur out, intermittently saying: "Too, too loud"
"Heh" He smiled indifferently, and saw in the mirror her struggling expression trying to forbear Naiyu.
In the narrow and sultry space, she had a thin layer of sweat, and the fragrant sweat flowed through the slender neck and fell into the deep hole.
A coquettish and pretty face, the eyebrows look like frowning, the expression looks like pain, more like joy. Yanhong's little mouth was pressed tightly, fearing to let out the sweet and delicate yin.
While his pants were half fading, one hand was rubbing her big hole ball, the other hand was holding her hairless pubic caruncle, and from time to time he drew the red and swollen pearls.
The two of them were close to each other almost naked, and the scene was beautiful and charming.
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