Chapter 525： Yimuzi taboo (1/2)

Suddenly, a sensation of cone-shaped bones from an unprecedented heart, from the straight diamond atrium, she could not help but shudder; the original fragile heart defense, in an instant, completely collapsed. Huang Rongrong gave up her resistance from the bottom of her heart. With the growing pleasure of ecstasy, she turned to look forward to the arduous invasion of her son.

Lin Tianlong opened the white buttocks of Huang Qirong, and used the tip of his tongue to drill the scorpion. The Huang Qirong, who had never tasted this kind of taste, couldn’t stand the pleasure of this kind of arrow. She only felt the feeling of emptiness and hunger, and she suddenly increased her dozens of times. Her hands were urgently needed to hug something. Lin Tianlong had some time, and the two hips were pinched and rounded, leaving a few red leaves. The red handprint, then stretched out the big tongue and began to squat down until it touched the dry mother Huang Qirong for a long time, and the secreted, Lin Tianlong inhaled the big mouth.

Huang Rongrong couldn't help but scream: ”Ah, Tianlong, you are wrong again, not there! Stop!”

Huang Rongrong’s irritated body slammed forward and was shaken by the shock.

”You have to believe in your son. You are red and swollen here. Damn, just **** five more! You count!”

Lin Tianlong's two big hands vigorously pinched the fat of the dry mother Huang Rongrong, and did not let the movement split, continue to **** up and down.

”Dragon, you have to talk and talk! Oh... it’s gone!”

At this time, Huang Rongrong has only the voice of his son Tianlong. This blind trust seems to have magical powers, so she forgets all her worries and precepts. She only wants to listen to Tianlong for the purpose of treating diseases. He won't hurt himself, but the tongue of Denon is too hot and powerful.

From the bottom up, the **** triangle is adorned with a soft and messy hair. The top of the dragon's nose is the wet creek. The mother-in-law Huang Chuangrong feels the hot and cold breath is blowing to the crack, endless sorrow She closed her eyes and asked for help: ”Dragon, light...”

Tianlong’s nose touched the slippery leg roots, and the smell of honey juice strongly provoked his animal desire. He asked softly: “Da Mom, is this good?”

Suddenly, the two giant palms hug the dry mother's full-fledged buttocks, and the mouth plunged into the center of the leg roots, spitting out a thick black tongue. ”Hey! Hey... Hey...”

The ground began to eat the lip meat outside the gully. The sticky **** were twisted around by the powerful tongue, and the salty gravy was sucked into the mouth of the dragon.

”Ah... don't use the top of your tongue, you have two dragons!”

The honey is secreted more, and the emptiness that needs to be filled is quickly amplified. As a woman's instinct, Huang Xiaorong began to enjoy this almost strange pleasure. Even her husband Guo Liqing never let her ever have this. a feeling of stimulation.

Just to cure the disease, Huang Rongrong once again told himself in his heart that he seemed to explain something to himself. Lin Tianlong was working hard, and did not expect that the mentality of the pretty mother had been resisted from the beginning to passive acceptance, and then it would be wrong to be wrong now, self-deception.

The dry mother Huang Qirong has to resist the itch. She can't show a little excitement or comfort in front of her son Tianlong, but Tianlong's tongue gradually goes to the sensitive squat and bites with teeth. The strong ramie has made Her back arched hard and the sweat on her skin, the shadow of her husband Guo Liqing became more and more blurred...

”Dragon, sucking almost? Hmm... three times!”

Huang Xiaorong’s heart has been silently counting, feeling the ecstasy pleasure from every time, the creamy big tongue, the hot sucking and the squeaking sound, all ignited Huang Rongrong’s long-lasting lust. In the half push, Huang Rongrong secretly separated. The thigh, I don't know if it is an alternative resistance or a disguise.

At this time, Tianlong changed the attack position, and the wet mouth surrounded by spikes and scum directly sucked on the dry mother Huang Huangrong just thought, the lips sucked on the raised sphincter, and the spiked scum penetrated Sensitive skin around.

”Yeah...”

The dry mother Huang Rongrong was like a stunned hip, and she couldn't help her son to see through her shame.

Tianlong is greatly encouraged to focus on the tip of the tongue to force the top, directly breaking the defecation hole in the center of the sphincter, and the rapid current of the heart bursting from the two internal moments.

The dry mother Huang Rongrong only feels that the body seems to be paralyzed and cannot be controlled. It can only be ”ah! Ah!”

Loud, harder to lift, and still torsion to reverse the waist, so that the place of the beggar has been rubbing the face of the big boy. In this way, not only the soft tongue licks her private part, but the big boy's stabbing scum also rubs around the sensitive skin.

”No, I can't stand it...”

Lin Tianlong stepped up his strength, and the godmother Huang Xiaorong turned out to be instinctive.

Lin Tianlong suddenly stopped moving, and the pain of the dry mother Huang Huangrong suddenly lost the pleasure, so it was two or three seconds. The dry mother's yellow cockroach flies red cheeks, and the skin powder on the eve is red, quite charming, and the body is undulating and shaking. The painful punishment that was seduce to the extreme but could not be vented, so that the dry mother Huang Rongrong almost lost its rationality.

She gasped and gasped, and she always wanted to shout: ”Don't stop! Don't stop at this time!”

But in the end, I endured it with a trace of shame.

Four times, just a little bit, just a little bit is coming, Huang Xiaorong Liu Mei is close, and it is very hard to endure. I hope that Lin Tianlong’s last moment can be more powerful and longer, so he will not be self-reliant and will be fat. The big high lifted up, and the whole pressure was on Lin Tianlong’s face.

Tianlong’s mouth finally left the seam of the dry mother Huang Rongrong. His nose and mouth to the chin were all wet and wet.