Chapter 393： Meizhen Auntie is so happy (2/2)
Feeling that the big boy's hands hit her proud double peak, Yang Meizhen's jade is suddenly red, and she is close to the winking eyes, but the chest is actively on the slightest, as if to let him finish Buried in her beautiful milk wave.
Lin Tianlong saw only the bright white snow in front of him. Yang Meizhen’s abundance and warmness, and the gentleness and softness of Wenyu’s scent are as shy as the buds, and the center of the flower buds, a pair of petite, delicate and lovely, blush The innocence of tenderness, tenderness, and shyness stood proudly toward him.
Yang Meizhen’s petite and lovely pair is like a pair of brightly colored, soft and fascinating stamens. I am shy and eagerly awaiting his mad bee to come to the shame, and shy around the circle of jade Halo, the red jade run is gradually due to the temperament of Yang Meizhen's fire as a tempting scarlet.
Lin Tianlong first used his thumb and forefinger to squat and knead Yang Meizhen's cute, then opened his mouth and held it, and the tip of his tongue twirled around the bead from time to time. Gradually, Yang Meizhen's bead became more and more under his caress. Hard.
Lin Tianlong gently shakes his buttocks and grinds the top of the head with Yang Meizhen. The top clearly feels that Yang Meizhen is gradually swelling in a slight tremor. A stream of juice is constantly coming from the depths of Yang Meizhen’s martyrdom. Soaking his stout big, let him feel fluttering.
Yang Meizhen's tight body began to relax, and there was a fascinating snoring in the nose. She whispered softly: ”Oh, it’s so good, I can’t stand it, I’m so swelled, I’m so comfortable, I’m slower.”
Lin Tianlong looked at Yang Meizhen under his eyes, his tongue curled up against his upper teeth, playing back and forth with her own lips. He left Yang Meizhen and turned into a light red, and passionately kissed Yang Meizhen's delicate fragrance. Lips, enjoy the stomach in her mouth, the tongue and Yang Meizhen's tongue entangled, and then **** it into his mouth
”what”
Yang Meizhen’s screams are getting more and more anxious, and her eyes are getting more and more confused. Suddenly, Yang Meizhen uses her legs to try to clamp him hard, and at the same time, she quickly twists her waist and kisses him more tightly. They both The tongue is agitated almost knotted together.
”Well”
Lin Tianlong released Yang Meizhen's Tankou so that she could breathe a sigh of relief, then kissed her all the way, kissed her straight neck and kissed her lips down Yang Meizhen's white and tender chest, and then bite her again. Petite and exquisite, soft and shy, already strong and cute.
”Well”
The beautiful Yang Meizhen is another springy and delicate. Yang Meizhen, who was half-awake and half-awake, also heard her own singularity, and she was even more blushing because of her passion.
Lin Tianlong wrapped his tongue around Yang Meizhen. The antelope was shy and succinct, and the tongue tipped on it, scorning, sucking, and his other hand holding Yang Meizhen, another roar, arrogant, twitching The shyness, **** gently sandwiched the same petite, blushing and lovely petite, a light squeaky, while the following unforgiving continue to spurt forward.
Gradually, Lin Tianlong felt that Yang Meizhen's martyrdom was getting hotter and hotter. The layers of the squats were constantly shrinking and squirming, and they sucked him strongly. He couldn't think of Yang Meizhen's smallness being so tight and flexible, and the infinite pleasure was coming to the sea. .
Lin Tianlong scorned Yang Meizhen's cherry-like, and it was close to the rotating friction in the depths of Yang Meizhen's Taoyuan. The feeling of numbness rushed from Yang Meizhen's brain. She twisted her tender, smooth and curvy **** body, shrinking. The squirming deep inside, the wave of pleasure waves, Yang Meizhen gradually pushed to the peak of pleasure, she felt comfortable and happy, and came out from Taoyuan.
Yang Meizhen began to carelessly and violently under his body, and the red, soft, sweet and sweet little mouth rushed to breathe, and the strong contraction of the screaming force sucked his big, delicate cockroach again in his ear. The voice rang loudly: ”Oh, I am so comfortable, I am so bloated.”
Yang Meizhen, who had tasted the ecstasy of the first ecstasy, almost lost her senses under the pleasure of the cone-hearted bones. Yang Meizhen, who was immersed in the ”sexual blessing”, occasionally swelled a hint of her husband Luo Benchu, but a wave of happy waves However, it quickly drowned Yang Meizhen’s short-lived rationality.
Lin Tianlong holds Yang Meizhen's chest full of strong, smooth and delicate, and keeps rubbing his hands. At the same time, he also bows his head and licks the top of the new peeling pink, twitching pink beads. Yang Meizhen only felt that there was no place in his body that was not comfortable. She gasped with a big mouth and softly pressed him under him, letting him freely ride on her.