Chapter 651： Dead fat man Lin is filled with power for personal gain (2/2)

Lin Chong's fat pig face is so close to Zhou Bingqian's pantyhose ankle, out of instinct, Zhou Bingqian desperately wants to hold his legs. However, this way, Lin Chong's head is fixed below, and the face and Zhou Bingqian are more closely attached. Zhou Bingqian especially loves to clean, the following is also a fragrant spray, smoked Lin Chong some like a fairyland, a wretched pig tongue can not help but stretch out, ”bar 嗒 嗒 嗒” mammoth pantyhose central.

”No, bastard!”

Zhou Bingqian felt that the hot, wet answer of a hot object was swept in his most private part. Although there was a pair of tights and a pair of tights, the strange feeling strongly invaded her. What makes her even more ashamed is that her body is very sensitive to the intrusion of Lin Chong. After a while, the squatting becomes wet, and the juice is oozing out.

”Mothers, this is a big flood! How many green hats did you wear for the wind? I am afraid you can't count them yourself?”

Lin Chong's heart was overjoyed, he looked up and breathed out, then put the tip of his tongue on the water stains of the pantyhose, and tasted a little bit of juice.

”Well……”

Zhou Bingqian tried not to let herself scream, she had to admit that it was wonderful to be taken by people. How good it would be to change someone! How can I be played with such a billet? How could this be?

”Hey, I can't stand it!”

Lin Chong stretched his hands and ripped Zhou Bingqian's tights to reveal the white cotton inside. It's not thin, but the crotch has been completely immersed. Lin filled the gap, pinched a Zhou Bingqian, haha ​​smiled: ”The old man is addicted!”

After all, he took off his pants, revealing a short, fat, and pressed to Zhou Bingqian. Zhou Bingqian, who has been curled up in the corner of the sofa, reached out and pushed Lin Chong. The voice became hoarse: ”Director Lin, please, don't, don't!”

”Really not?”

Lin filled with laughter.

”No, Secretary Lin, don't come over! I can do anything for you, please don't do this!”

Zhou Bingqian cried and begged.

Lin Chong really stopped and returned to his desk without hesitation, and he simply pulled out the phone that had been kept on the line. Zhou Bingqian quickly sorted out his clothes, and the pantyhose couldn't be worn. She really didn't want to take off Lin Bing's face. At this time, I saw Lin Chong take out the same thing from the drawer. It was actually a streaked spike simulation, just a few laps larger than the average model!

”Hold!”

Lin Chong directly threw the fake to the sofa.

Where is Zhou Bingqian going to squat, just pleading: ”Director Lin, don't! Let me let me go!”

”Hey, you said that you want me to be true!”

Lin Chong laughed, ”It's a!”

Said, Lin Chong stood up again, Zhou Bingqian became a spirit, busy picking up the fake, and went to the corner of the sofa and said: ”Don't come over! I, I can't listen to you?”

”This is what it is! Come, turn your body! Take it off! Or do you want me to take it off?”

Lin filled the remote control two or three meters away.

Zhou Bingqian mourned with a sorrowful face, slowly filling his body against Lin, and slowly taking it off.

Of course, she did not know that her unwilling tweaking action itself was a great stimulus for Lin Chong.

His throat rolled a few times and his breathing was very fast. ”Fast! Take it off! Hurry up, or I will come over you!”

”Ah, don't come over...”

Zhou Bingqian had to owe himself and peeled off his hips.

Zhou Bingqian's legs are close together, Lin Chong actually has time to see, but Zhou Bingqian's pubic hair is enough to make this dead fat man think. He put a pistol in one hand and took out a digital camera from the drawer with one hand. He shook his voice and said, ”Come on, put the big into you!”

Zhou Bingqian understands what he wants to do! Once he was photographed with such unsightly photos, wouldn’t he be more at the mercy of him? Zhou Bingqian simply cried and could not cry out! Lin Chong’s head trembled, and the fat pig’s face showed pig liver color because of congestion. He yelled: “Smelly, separate the legs!”

Zhou Bingqian slowly opened his thigh and glanced at the strange thing in his hand that was thicker than the rolling pin.

God, take this kind of thing, can't I become a cloth bag inside? Is it really like Tianlong said, I have become a piece of rotten meat that anyone can bite!

Zhou Bingqian's brain is blank, and Lin Chong is excited and his voice is hoarse. It may be a little weird, and it’s hard to be able to kiss Fangze. When the key moment, Lin Chong will let Zhou Bingqian masturbate, instead of personally doing it? It turned out that Lin Chong had his own unspeakable secret. When he was Zhou Bingqian last night, he was squeezed onto the stone pillar and he was hurt. After he went back, he found that the top skin had been rubbed. Even when he sprinkled, he was distressed, of course, not It may be.