Chapter 451： I don’t want to let go of Song Yalin. (2/2)

Two pink, wet petals trembled and twitched between the fingers of the big boy. Use her fingertips to flexibly motivate her helpless threshold. The beautiful flower buds are exposed. The big boy kneaded gently. The fingers squeezed into the narrow corners of the bones, and suddenly sneaked into the buds that stood up.

Young women can't stand the caress, just as men can't stand the temptation. Song Yalin's swollen two-petaled lips twitched, and the fingers of the big boy's wet dripping were unwelcome. The **** fingertips attacked the pearl-like stamen. That is the most sensitive place where the buzz has flooded. The fingertips pinched the flower of the Song Yalin pavilion, and looked at the beautiful and pure young woman, the wife of others, completely revealing in front of themselves. Her weak, boneless white body twisted under her own teasing. Her two delicate lips have been swollen by themselves.

Fingers pressed against the swollen lips on both sides to open the cracks. Her wet ruddy entrance and complex folds bloom like wet flowers, and the perfection is enough for any man to shoot. This little villain boy, so unscrupulously played with his most secret and sensitive parts.

The hairy messy Song Yalin is not only breathing: ”Oh... gentle... a little...”

He suddenly put his mouth in Song Yalin's ear and said: ”Sister Song, your body is so beautiful, even yours is so perfect...” Song Yalin suddenly felt a numbness because of his words. I have been with my husband Liu Dong for more than seven years, and I have had a lot of happiness in him, but those happiness seem to have no strong sound of Lin Tianlong’s soft exhalation.

At this critical moment, the big boy said such awkward words with such a relative attitude, and he was able to directly arouse the strongest catering in his heart.

His fingertips are still busy. It does not enter. On both sides of the swollen fissure, the delicate petals trembled under his fingertips, and the jade-like tightness was opened shamelessly by the big boy, and the fingertips played in her dripping pink and delicate wrinkles. Song Yalin closed her eyes tightly and bit her lip. Trembling under the big boy's fingertips. She was too happy to say anything.

Lin Tianlong gently squeezed Song Yalin's white rounded buttocks, and the other hand was deeply absorbed into her leg roots, and it was unceremoniously tumbling. She has been deserved, she can't restrain herself, and she reveals everything to the little bad guy.

At this point, Song Yalin's cheeks were red, and she continued to breathe, and she subconsciously sent the rounded jade hips backwards. Catering to the visit of the big boy's fingers. She did not dare to turn her head around, and it seemed shy and exciting. A small scream in the mouth.

Lin Tianlong chased after the victory, his fingers plucked Song Yalin's twitching lips and gently pinched the buds. The sweet waves instantly penetrate the mind and spread to the tip of the beautiful limbs. Song Yalin's white body trembled... Under the sway of the boy's wet fingers, the already burning body seemed to be burnt even more.

”Ah... don't...” Song Yalin frowned, and the body of Jingying Yurun trembled because of the feeling of beauty. Put away the petals of Song Yalin's wet dripping, Lin Tianlong's fingertips accurately pinch. ”Oh...” Song Yalin clenched her hands and bent her fingers deep, as if from the back bones to the pubis and lower limbs, all of them melted. It is definitely not because of the strong friction, but because of the soft tip of the fingertip.

Song Yalin’s white body shivered.

”Oh...” gave a whimper and spit a deep breath, and the white skin on Song Yalin’s pretty face was dyed red. It is no longer a problem of defense and non-defense. The lightning-like wave from the most sensitive part makes her body paralyzed in a flash.

The delicate pearls are like a wheezing tremor, from the lower abdomen to the plump strands, and the slender waist, trembling gently. Pat the reef. Song Yalin can not bear the sound, but the body has no way, wants to roll, want to jump, but the body is down, a sense of powerless rose, in addition to try to raise the buttocks to welcome her No way.

She is going to cry, maybe she is already crying.

Only his gentleness is still not willing to let go of himself.

Song Yalin did not know that she could have such a lot of water, just like a dyke. In fact, you don't need it, you don't need any action, you feel the swaying sound of his finger sliding. The whole heart will be like the same, and the face will be red like an apple.

The big boy's fingertips slammed the ball, and she continued to attack the stamen that had already been bloodshot. Gently pry. Gently knead.

”Ah...” Song Yalin almost didn't have time to catch her breath and was taken by him. Sensitive, she has been suffering from this kind of stimulation for too long, and finally vented it. Song Yalin was taken to another realm, for the first time, this familiar and extremely exciting pleasure.

Lin Tianlong’s fiery fingertips swirled in a circle. Song Yalin is tight. This happiness is so thorough, like a volcanic eruption. Picking up like an electric shock, the body is weak and weak, only to bear, cater to... the straight legs are shaking.