City Lady-Killer - Chapter 1294 Little boy, young woman, young man

"Good brother... um... kiss me... sister is good... so uncomfortable... hot..."

An Wenxin’s hungry African refugees, clutching the dragons, clutching his hair indiscriminately, the semi-nude petite keeps squirming, the rosy lips are slightly open, and he kisses his face. While spitting out seductive cockroaches.

The beauty is in the arms, the warm fragrant nephrite, and the temptation of the dragon that has not been vented for two hours immediately ignited, and the hands clasped the woman's soft and plump, slightly smiling: "Sister, you are so charming at this time, good wind."

If at ordinary times, An Wenxin is sure to glare at this time, but at this time she has been lost by reason, and the boy’s frivolous and humiliating words, such as the aphrodisiac heat flow with a teasing voice into the pierced ears. Make her heart soft and hot. An Wenxin only felt a emptiness, and her heart was like what was released, eager for the big boy to embrace himself in his arms.

"Ok…"

An eloquent admiration, An Wenxin abandoned shame, such as the homing bird into the arms of the dragon, the lips eagerly printed his lips. Emotional adults are terrible, especially for adults who have been widowed for many years. The 32-year-old An Wenxin is like a raging fire burning, tangled and swaying. After a while, Tianlong was teased and excited.

"唔...唔..."

The two men madly tore each other's clothes, like a dry fire, just in the blink of an eye.

Tianlong frantically kissed her delicate lips, and the right hand rudely removed the woman's bra and held the huge and powerful force. The left hand holding her waist also picked up her short skirt, and vigorously grasped the fat stockings. At this time, he did not have any skills, and he was not gentle at all. He only used the most primitive glamour of the woman in his arms.

"Ah...ah...oh..."

An Wenxin was very fierce, caressing the back of Tianlong, and the sleek tongue pointed wildly in response to Tianlong’s kiss.

The intense action of the man not only did not bring the slightest pain, but made her body that was burning with fire more vivid.

The smooth tip of the tongue is like a hungry little fish, passionately plunging into the mouth of the dragon, greedily entangled with the tongue of the other side.

Until the severe lack of oxygen, Tianlong was reluctant to let go of his lips and gasped: "Sister... your tongue is slippery... sweet..."

The woman's Xiangjin is like a juicy jade, sweet and delicious, and it is endless.

"Like it…"

An Wen Xin's eyes are as silky, and the same rapid gasping, ruddy cheeks such as the evening red glow, charming and moving, brilliant.

Tianlong is crazy: "Happy... like..."

"Like me, kiss me!"

After that, An Wenxin once again ruthlessly put on her lips, screaming at the dragon's neck, as if to embed him in his body. Tianlong was also infected by the emotions of women, wildly catering, lips sucking, tongue entanglement.

For a time, the man's breathing, the woman's like a resounding song kept ringing in the ear.

"Oh... um... good brother... my sister can't stand it..."

With caress and kisses, An Wenxin's body is getting hotter and hotter, itching is hard, the wall is squirming and hunger-stricken, and a hot honey juice can't be suppressed from the depths. An Wenxin feels herself. Just like a fish that is exposed to the desert, the endless burning is simmering in the body where there is nowhere to hide.

"Brother... well... so uncomfortable... itchy...oh... itchy..."

An Wenxin twisted her body like a snake. Two round and full of hunger and thirst rubbed against the strong chest of Tianlong, trying to ease the desire of the heart.

"Good sister...where itchy..."

Tianlong pressed his own desires and teased the woman's earlobe with his lips. The hand that had been playing with the child had already arrived between her legs, with delicate and smooth white stockings, teasing at the light, fingertips shaking, back and forth scraping. Get it, it’s very tricky.

"Oh... small... well... so uncomfortable... itchy... touch my... touch my sister..."

The garden was teased by fingers, and An Wenxin felt more uncomfortable. The boy's flexible fingers were like a snake moving around, naughty and intractable between the sensitive thighs, and the name that was difficult to talk about on weekdays blurted out. There was no sputum. Said, An Wenxin grasped the big hand that was naughty and slipped, placed it in the hot and humid secret garden, and shouted in the mouth: "Touch me... touch me..."

Two hours of torture, she has completely lost the shame of women.

Tianlong only felt a slippery at the beginning, and the hot and humid atmosphere was thick. Full of a bulging hoe, tightly against his big hand. The **** and index finger are extraordinarily soft, and countless hot and humid honey juices are constantly flowing, which is the secret garden of women's hunger.

Tianlong no longer hesitates, his fingers slide, and gently stroke through the already wet white stockings. Sometimes slashing up and down, rubbing, sometimes swinging left and right, squeezing back and forth. When the woman’s breathing became more and more fierce, Tianlong increased his strength, and he was caressing and arguing with An Wen’s arrogance.

"Ah... ah... good brother... you made your sister good... so comfortable... oh... numb... my sister is covered... all over my body..."

An Wenxin trembled and shouted excitedly. She completely underestimated the strength of the dragon, the five flexible fingers like a swimming snake, with a seamless, no trace. The thumb is squeezed, the index finger and the ring finger caress two pieces, and the **** is swiped. From time to time, the stockings are gently drilled into the hole, which leads to a kind of current-like stimulation.

For a time,,,,, all the sensitive belts have been taken care of, three-pronged, countless pleasures like the rushing waves, endless, never-ending, An Wenxin is completely intoxicated Tianlong's superb skills.

"Small... little bad guys... um... how are you doing this... so powerful... ah... no... oh... no... I want to... come..."

An Wenxin shouted, the voice gradually became hoarse and depressed, the fat silky hips towering, frantically catering to the caress of the fingers. Tianlong knows that she is getting faster, and then she has increased the strength of caressing, violently rubbing, and arbitrarily playing with her. The sound of the sound of water screaming from the woman’s voice has stimulated An Wenxin’s hearing and made her more Excited.

"Oh...oh!"

With the caress, the accumulation finally reached the apex and violently exploded in the body!

An Wenxin raised her head and stretched her body. The mouth suddenly opened and a raging rush came out. Under the extreme pleasure, An Wenxin seems to have rushed out of his honey.

"Good... so comfortable..."

After two consecutive convulsions, An Wenxin's body suddenly became weak, as if there was no strength, and it fell softly in the arms of Tianlong.

At this time, she was half-closed, her lips were slightly open, and her eyebrows were spring. The white nurse was open to the sides, the purple bra was hung on the arm, and the two rounds were full and vigorous with the ups and downs of the breath.

The short skirt swayed across the waist, and the purple and white stockings were printed with a large crepe of wet marks, which quickly spread, and the black grass was fascinatingly visible. Even more tempting is that the stockings are tightly attached to them, showing a moving slit.

The seductive sly and **** body made Tianlong look at the fire, and Tianlong excitedly buried in the woman, kissed the mysterious garden, and was already wet with the stockings.

"what…"

An Wen couldn't help but shouted, the unnatural body was stiff, and the legs were tightly sandwiched by Tian Long's head. A damp and hot softness is tightly attached to the back and forth, swaying up and down, and an ecstasy pleasure that has never been seen is like a wave, so that her body will react instantly.

"Don't... good brother... um... very... very dirty... don't yell at that... there... oh..."

Tianlong ignored it and continued to kiss the woman's petals. The intoxicating dampness and scent of the cockroaches linger at the tip of the nose, irritating him. He can feel her tremors and excitement. When the tip of the tongue touches the bulge, the woman's cockroaches will suddenly be high and the body will suddenly tighten. When the tip of her tongue is fascinating, she will relax and sway to meet her and overflow the shackles from the depths of her throat.

After a while, An Wenxin was totally intoxicated. Although she had just passed, she could be uncontrollable in the past six years, and she was floating in the soft clouds, fluttering, and soaring with pleasure.

"Well... good... so comfortable... good brother... you’re going to be jealous... oh... sister is... and numb..."

Listening to the sly ecstasy, the dragon's bones are all soft and soft, and it is hard and painful. He placed Anwen Xinping on the ground, squatting on it, and forming a six-nine position. He called: "Good sister... you give me too..."

An Wenxin squinted and looked at the strong, stout big man hanging on his head. The strong atmosphere of the man lingers around the nose, and the huge face touches his delicate face from time to time, bringing a touch of teasing heat, which makes her breathless and more exciting. An Wenxin hungryly held the big, opened the cherry mouth, and took it in.

The warm and humid pleasure with the small mouth came, Tianlong comfortably spit out a sigh of gas, and pulled a stocking, and pulled it to the side, completely revealing the charming.

Ruddy, delicate, with sweet honey, no ugly black of mature women, such as delicate flowers and tenderness. The two petals have completely opened, the pink is slightly creeping, and a drop of crystal honey spills from the trembling hole, and the glamorous and indescribable.

So beautiful!

Tianlong’s heart was fascinated, his mouth was dry, and he kissed him excitedly. The lips wrap the delicate petals, the tip of the tongue smashes up and down along the wet gap, and sometimes swings back and forth, sometimes rotating and grinding, and occasionally hits the bulge of the bulge, which leads to An Wenxin’s tremor and ecstasy. moan.

"Oh!"

An Wenxin shuddered and shouted: "...good brother...you are so good...so comfortable...oh...beautiful...sister touch...electric shock...no power..."

Without the barrier of stockings, the pleasure is more real. An Wenxin spit out excitedly, holding the head of Tianlong tightly, greeted with emotion. The soft tongue is like a dexterous snake, swimming in the garden. The thrill of electric shocks, such as the swaying waves, rushed to the apex of the heart, seeming to melt the heart.

The sweet and savory taste is so wonderful, as if to bring her to nine days.

As the dragon is encouraged, the tip of the tongue is fascinating, stirring and squeezing, and squeezing hard. When the soft tongue tipped into the inside and teased the wall, Anwen Xin, who had been in the six-year-old for a long time, was struck by lightning. He was tall, and his hands pressed tightly against Tianlong’s head. He screamed: "Brother... good brother... don't... Don't be so intense..."