Chapter 437： Shame to Song Yalin (2/2)
”Your good look!”
”Hmm...” Jiao Yalin, who was so anxious to cry, was helplessly closed her eyes... The big boy's hands gently pressed on her hips, holding her naked two-peted, full-bodied buttocks In the hands... tears slid down, but trembled... The big boy’s hands knead the plump buttocks that seemed to squeeze the juice out, the skin was slippery, and he kept his hands... Song Yalin humiliatedly bit his lower lip. The waist is subconsciously swaying and writhing, and the round and naked hips subconsciously greet...
Red lips brunette
Slim waist
Song Yalin's tempting!
Lin Tianlong’s hands threw away her naked, slippery, rounded buttocks, and climbed up on her waist... The body was covered with evil mountains... She took her waist and held the naked body of her woman. Inside... the handle is pressed on her flat, soft, sturdy...
”Oh……”
”... um...” A hot, his hard-boned big guy had penetrated between the roots of her legs, like a crossbar to her ground, her heart could not stop speeding up. frequency……
The big boy's rough wheeze and the young woman's delicate exclamation sounded almost at the same time... Lin Tianlong's tightly attached Song Yalin's hip tip, her wet delicate petals shyly surrender, humiliatingly containing the big boy's fiery hard ......
Song Yalin’s lips are slightly open, squatting ambiguously, shaking gently and tenderly from the top of her head to her toes... The rounded hips feel his strongness and fieryness, and the male fiercely reveals the direct contact without any cover. The most sensitive and intimate part...
His fiery heat, his hardness, his size, his, with the pulse of the organ in her body set off a stormy waves... ”... um... ah...” Jiaojiao weakly stunned, difficult to talk about The snoring of the snoring, the inner shame and humiliation have completely drowned her... At the same time, the raging wave also made her unable to resist, as if she could not help but open the slender legs... as if A pair of white jade-like, two pink stands proudly...
Lin Tianlong gently twitched her own, rubbing her delicate with her own heat... Song Yalin subconsciously tried to pick up her toes and tried to avoid his insults. She had to face the naked appearance of the beautiful body for the first time. The humiliation brought by men other than husband Liu Dong. Such humiliation has increasingly occupied her consciousness, making her incomparably aware of the sorrow and the facts of being abused. In particular, I thought that my lips were half-opened because of its forced insertion, including the shameful posture of the stick, and the masking of the wet and sticky between the legs. Song Yalin had thousands of resistances. But the cheeks still can’t stop burning very badly...
Lin Tianlong’s mouth immediately invaded her earlobe like jade, and her right hand hovered from her, and her fingers were bright with a sparkling crystal. She stopped at the sakura red spot that was in front of her white, and turned from the outside to the inside. The peak of the circle is very sharp...
A series of caressing actions did not give Song Yalin a room for calm rebellion. The strong pleasure signal from the sensitive body eroded her will and heart. ”Hmm”, as she became more and more tight Song Yalin finally came out with helplessness.
At the same time, her beautiful eyes, which gradually became blurred, quietly slid down the crystal tears, wet her long and bright eyelashes, and also wet her weak and helpless heart. The woman's pitiful look can't move the strong man's desire to slash, Lin Tianlong slowly swings the fat, his black fat muscles are strong and naked, and Song Yanlin's small and abundant rounded hips form a strong contrast. He gently, using his own blood-expanding male tip to slide between the petals, rubbing... the water is wet and delicate... If it’s just a warm-up, then now, he really wants to fully enjoy the woman. Sensitive...
”Ah...” His palms slid down, his long fingers crossed her fascinating secluded grass, and the fingertips slipped into the already swollen and **** lips, like petals, and added to the insult to this beauty. Song Yalin’s snoring was lingering, accompanied by her gasping, her legs wide open, catering to the friction of the big boy...