Chapter 339： The husband is currently committing the internal shooting of the dry mother Yang Shimin (1/2)
”Well, just sleep!”
Sleeping with her husband, but thinking of another man, but also his own son, which makes Yang Shimin shameful, his face is red, and fortunately, Si Junfeng was exhausted after he was injured and did not notice.
When Shi Junfeng’s slight snoring sounded again, Yang Shimin’s exhaustion struck up and finally couldn’t help but sleepy. She fell asleep in a dream. She was worried about the little bad guy in her dreams, and she didn’t know if he would glare at Li Jing. Sleeping, will you be Hu Tianhu, will you be angry with yourself?
But she seems to underestimate Lin Tianlong's behavior. In her dreams, she dreamed of a small villain. He laughed at himself with sinfulness and disregarded his own shame. He hugged his body in front of her husband Si Junfeng and went to the room. Going inside, the room is warm and spring, the soft quilt is under his body, and the little bad guy is pressing on his body regardless of the husband’s pull, and the strong chest squeezes his own, hot. The lips sealed their mouths, and the hot, bad hands touched and groaned in every part of their body. The husband stood on the side and blew his eyes, and the bad guy smiled, then held him. The thick thing suddenly rushed into her private place.
”Ok!”
Yang Shimin, who was asleep, instinctively gave a sigh of sigh, and the side of the sleeping body bowed a bit, with a spring-like smile on the corner of his mouth. The shadow of her husband, Si Junfeng, was slowly overwhelmed by a feeling of fullness. The ecstasy of the ecstasy is actually transmitted to the mind in the dream. The instinct of the whitefly is lubricated, and the delicate and embossed body is getting hotter and hotter, the pleasure is getting stronger and stronger, and the dreams of the dream seem more and more real. It wasn't until the two big hands wraped from the back to the front and smashed her through the underwear. She was confused and found that the feeling of being suddenly rushed into was not in the dream, but in the real existence, when she fell asleep. The man came in from behind and was still in his own body. The feeling of inflation was straight into his stomach, and Yang Shimin, who was sleepy, opened his mouth, ”Hmm.”
The long-lost Yang Shimin instinctively stunned the body and let the fat buttocks back to the back to meet the straight life stick from the back. As it gets faster and faster, the pleasure is like a current attack on every cell in Yang Shimin's body. The pleasure of ecstasy made her gradually wake up, and the thick and long things behind the familiar heavy breathing, vigorous movements, straight into the soft and warm, all let Yang Shimin not know who is behind the secret and I mate, but it seems that Yang Shimin, who is sleeping with her husband, Si Junfeng, thinks that her husband, Si Junfeng, is really next to him, ”ah!”
I exclaimed, and then I was busy covering my hand with my hand, but I couldn’t hide the squeaking sound when I was ‘in-depth’ from behind.
”Comfortable, my good poetry mom!”
Lin Tianlong kissed the shoulder of the dry mother Yang Shimin from behind, and the big hand squatted on the big white, soft and flexible, deep into the underwear, the feeling of grinding and squeezing makes people feel sullen, smooth, warm and fat. Tender, people love to spare.
Yang Shimin was terribly nervous. She couldn’t think of the little bad guy who chased it and sneaked in and climbed into the bed. What’s more, her husband, Si Junfeng, slept with herself, being sleepy and touching. The bad guy's son inserted the thick thing from behind, and didn't know how long it took. At this time, it was made hot, and the flower field honey road stretched out the feeling of fullness and fullness, but just now. A scream seems to wake up the sleeping husband, Si Junfeng.
Si Junfeng stumbled and said: ”Poet, what's wrong?”
”No, no, no!”
Yang Shimin was so nervous that she couldn’t breathe. She thought that the little bad guy would be scared to stop, but she was wrong. The little bad guy’s son was still hitting himself with a slight body, and the hot thing was in his sensitive one. Grinding, a pair of big hands hiding in the bed and licking their own, reaching into the underwear to tease themselves, the strong chest is tightly attached to the back of their own, legs wrapped around their legs in the bed, and then Shrugging and slamming the intimate place of the godmother, almost sticking to the arm of her husband, Si Junfeng, he must not touch her husband, Si Junfeng. When Yang Shimin suppressed the snoring, he did not forget to secretly pray.
Lin Tianlong’s movements are soft but deep in the end. Hard and hard to squeeze into the fragile and sensitive, the dry mother Yang Shimin has to suppress the snoring that is about to break through the throat. The body doesn’t dare to move, it feels more unbearable than her. The rush of the squeaky can't hide, anyone can hear it.
Si Junfeng closed his eyes and turned to face Yang Shimin's face. He heard his wife's sigh, and asked in confusion: ”Shi Min, you are panting, what is this?”
”I, I have a nightmare! It may be that the injury last night is not good, or it may be worried about your injury!”
Yang Shimin's face is red, and the blood is bright and bloody. The nervous heart is shy and uneasy. The silver teeth bite their lower lip tightly and don't let themselves scream. The upper body hides and goes to the husband Si Junfeng. Then he slanted back out, so that the little villain who was hiding in the bed was so far away from the body of her husband, Si Junfeng.
The action like Yang Shimin made Lin Tianlong easier to insert deeper. Lin Tianlong put a hand on the waist of Yang Shimin’s wasp and pulled it vigorously.
The stimuli of being a son by her husband, Si Junfeng, have been extremely strong. Where is the son who has been tempered by the sons, and is sensitive to Yang Shimin? In a short while, she was already stunned, and the valley was sweet and tangled, and she was defeated in a burst of anger. She only felt wide open, and the sweetness finally slammed, and her taste made her cry. Only a long time, she vented too fast, although the infiltration question is sloppy, but far less than the point of letting her son Tianlong, I feel that the valley is still stiff, no inclination.
”Ok”
Yang Shimin was taken from the back of his son Lin Tianlong to the deepest point. He couldn't help but make a long, gasping respite. A jade hand held the pillow and the other jade hand covered his mouth, and the powder became like a jade face. The flame is generally gorgeous, and the fragrant body is like being struck by lightning. For a while, the legs are vigorously clamped together, and the fat and tender hips are slightly unequivocally twisted. It seems that the instinct creates friction, and the water is like a dyke. The reservoirs generally rushed out, causing the location of the two to be muddy, and Lin Tianlong could even hear a few buzzing sounds.
”I am very tired and tired, sleep, it is just a nightmare, not true! Thanks to Tianlong for treating me, his qigong is still effective, my pain is much lighter, it is a little sleepy.” Open your eyes, it should be much better to sleep!”
Si Junfeng heard his wife panting and seemed to be still 'bearing scared' for the 'nightmare', and then faintly comforted her, but his awkward consciousness could not know that his close wife, Yang Shimin, was actually killed. The son of Tianlong was playing, the two officials were in the most intimate state, and the younger son of Tianlong went to the birthplace of his wife Yang Shimin, and was trying to create life there.
Not to mention the stimulation of the novel position, so that Yang Shimin is confused and realizes all kinds of novelty. The kiss that is quietly falling behind the shoulder and neck, the excitement has never been experienced before, so that she is in the midst of pity and love. A kind of sweet happiness; especially the dry son, although it is just close to her, the small and powerful, the exciting parts are unprecedented.
Suddenly affected by the clouds and rain, the taste is extraordinarily beautiful, and the two groups are round and round, and they are full and firm. Under the squeeze of the dry son, the buttocks seem to be squeezed in, even with the narrow valley, the taste of the handover is also More intimate.
”Ok!”
Yang Shimin did not know whether it was an answer or a sigh, and the red hot body shook more and more, even from time to time, the slender jade legs could not help but entangled with Lin Tianlong’s legs, a round arch The arch of the arch swayed back, so that the hot, behemoth of the little lover's son could run through the whole hot and deep, straight to the end, and when it came out, it flowed out from the flower field.
Si Junfeng didn't know that his wife's Lantian was being ploughed, but he felt that his wife was shaking, but he thought it was caused by cold or injury: ”Is it cold or poetry? Is it still uncomfortable? Do you want to call Tianlong Lijing? show you?”
”no, do not want!”
Yang Shimin’s heart jumped out quickly and quickly said, “No, no cold, no discomfort.”
”Let's sleep, I am so tired and tired!”
”Ok!”
Under the eyes of her husband, Si Junfeng, and the dry sons, the kind of tension and taboo stimulation made Yang Shimin no longer able to stop, the thrill of the moment reached the peak, plump and soft, hot and tender, squatting, twists and turns The instinct of the four walls contracted and squirmed. The layered pleats were like the ones that only bite Lin Tianlong. It felt that Lin Tian’s skin was numb, and it’s getting faster and faster. The bed was slightly shaken.
”Poet, how did the bed shake?”