Chapter 318： Chen Liguo is actually a traitor (1/2)
”You stinky boy, little bad guy!”
Yang Shimin secretly sneaked into the old company Junfeng. At the moment when she saw the old company Junfeng, she was full of thousands of turns, and the beautiful woman was flattering: Will the husband discover it? What if he sees it? Ah, stinky boy, how do you move yourself?
Lin Tianlong's hands with Yang Shimin's hands, a little bit of a moment, and in this cluster of flowers, the rubbing of the jade hands and loud.
”噗噗”
”Daddy, I want to kiss you, just look.”
”No, you can't think about it!”
Lin Tianlong and Yang Shimin's upper body can be unobstructed, how can Yang Shimin agree? How dare you promise?
”Then I can touch it all the time!”
Before Lin Tianlong spoke, the big hand had already entered Yang Shimin's tight pants, and his fingertips circled a small circle on the delicate thigh.
Lin Tianlong is very embarrassed, knowing that the request for kissing can not be allowed, deliberately let Yang Shimin refuse, and then the action of the big hand really got Yang Shimin's acquiescence.
Lin Tianlong's fingertips slid and rotated, and touched Yang Shimin's Taoyuan forbidden ground little by little. When he slipped over, he always provoked the ripples of the road and gently swayed.
”Heavenly Dragon, stop, ah!”
The entanglement of the soul and the invasion of the electric energy fingers made Yang Shimin's resistance quickly fall apart. Her slender back leaned against the wall and slammed hard, and did not make a scream of almost out of control.
I don't know if it is a tense relationship. The fingers that are twitching in the sensation feel that the layers of the wall are tightening. Yang Shimin is obviously able to move, but he feels that he is weak and can only climb on him.
Yang Shi is sensitive to his most meticulous and secretive flower core. The thick and thin fingers of his son, the little bad guy, are thinly fingered, the fingers slide over her delicate petals, and the hot and cold pressures in the rogue, every action of the little bad guys Tell her that she is going to fly to the sky. The pleasure that has never been seen has repeatedly impacted her mature and full body, so that she can hardly help but scream. She was afraid that the old company Junfeng, who was not far away, could only clench her teeth, and her little hand clung to the arm of her son Lin Tianlong.
Lin Tianlong speeded up the speed of his mother Yang Shimin, and a finger slowly swept into her martyrdom. It was so narrow that it was more compact than the spring dream he had ever done, and even his fingers could only enter one head. He is gently grinding.
Yang Shimin issued a continuous pumping sound, and the sharp pleasure of the self-driving son's hand was poured into his body with a strong posture. The turbulent body could not be stopped, and the round and round body was caught in the heat, and her body was trembled. Soft into his arms, shaking and violent and happy. The flowering liquid of the dragonfly was covered with the palm of the dry son.
Yang Shimin was at the side of the old company Junfeng, and reached it in the hands of his son Lin Tianlong.
The beauty spring tide soaked the tulle and wet Lin Tianlong's fingertips. At the same time, Si Junfeng's eyes were attracted.
Si Junfeng saw that Yang Shimin’s ear was leaving the wall, and Lin Tianlong was next to Yang Shimin, putting his ear on the wall and looking at it carefully.
The shadow of the flowers blocked the spring, but Si Junfeng thought that Yang Shimin and Lin Tianlong were so close, and they were listening to the sound of the room together. The heart was suddenly not a taste: why is the little **** of Tianlong not here? Even after the death of the skin and behind the poetry, it is really a git! All blame a couple of traitors, the kill!
Through the bright moonlight, Si Junfeng saw the red cheek of his beloved wife Yang Shimin, and then immediately attached his ears to the window with indignation, and concealed the inner guilt with the most expressionful expression.
At the next moment, Si Junfeng and Lin Tianlong shivered at the same time, and the breathing became heavy.
In the indulgent room, the red-haired woman had her back on Chen Liguo’s waist, and the wind was rushing. At the same time, she lifted Chen Liguo’s legs and picked up a slender Mr. Ang, forcefully inserted into Chen Liguo.
The fine-skinned Chen Liguo suddenly yelled at the sky, but it was not a scream, but a very feminine scream. It was much more exciting than when he was a red-haired woman. Even the shortcoming that was not contending was a big circle. .
The red-skirt woman felt the change of Chen Liguo, and her **** and hands waved up at the same time.
Si Junfeng's trembling was caused by the scene in the room, and Lin Tianlong's trembling was because he poked Yang Shimin's petals again.
Although Yang Shimin's jade hand is still holding Lin Tianlong's, but the body has been able to easily shuttle in her palm, strong and powerful, but it hits the point and stops, and pokes her petals gully.
The spring tide has been wet through Yang Shimin's underpants. The shy dewdrops are falling out and flowing down the thighs. Lin Tianlong looks down and can see the shape. The blush penetrates the tulle pants. In the middle of the fullness, a sagged sew is clearly visible, and the wild, uncluttered silky grass hangs a little dew.
”Uh”
Lin Tianlong snorted and sighed with a round head, only to see the tulle underpants shrink, and the diameter of the flower was two inches.
”A stinky boy, don't move anymore.”
Yang Shimin seems to be melting soon. She hears her shameless voice and feels a burning rush from the rush.
Ah, I want to let Tianlong! No, no, no!
The mist of love is filled with the night sky, and the beautiful woman struggles in the sea of desire.
Yang Shimin knew that Lin Tianlong would never stop, and she would never be afraid. She only clenched her silver teeth, and both hands went up, once again trying to slap Lin Tianlong!
Hua Ying can no longer block the secret scam, but Si Junfeng has been attracted by the scene in the room.
Lin Tianlong's throat resurged, and he swayed desperately. Soon, Yang Shimin, in addition to the jade hand, began to shake with shame.