Chapter 805： Yang Meizhens **** stockings (2/2)
The bright snoring sounded again, and the woman's buttocks shrank back and forth, and a bright red slap was printed on the buttocks.
”Yes... I... I like to be beaten... every time you hit me... ah... I am fine... so excited...”
Yang Meizhen can no longer stand it, and swaying the stockings. In the mirror, her original cold and charming face was only fiery.
She is obsessed with this rude embarrassment, obsessed with the demands of the big boy's overbearing, obsessed with the pleasure of the current-like touch through the soul. But she is more obsessed with the tone of the big boy's command, the wild cockroach, which gives her a pleasure to be conquered and possessed by the big boy. Every time she was humiliated by the dragon, she felt an inexplicable stimulus, like taking **** and being excited.
”Mr. Auntie, I’m going to swing you up!”
With the command of the big boy, Yang Meizhen was like a submissive kneeling on the ground, her waist bent downwards, with a strong sense of shame and excitement, she lifted the suffocating stockings and beautiful buttocks, with an incomparable The shameful posture is presented under the scorching sight of the big boy.
Dark red stockings, black, licking honey...
”If you don't wear it, you will seduce the man! Kill you this stock!”
Tianlong screamed at the woman while screaming at her. The palms fell one after another, without mercy. The bright colors on the woman's buttocks seduce his sight like a curse, and the perverted violently burns in his heart.
”Ah...ah...Dragon...well...well comfortable...oh...well...well cool...”
Yang Meizhen tried her best, her brow stretched and delicate, and her face was rosy and charming under the candlelight, swaying the thick spring, and swaying the dark red stockings.
The sound of ”啪” continued, and the fullness of the buttocks trembled under the slap of the palms. The white buttocks were already red, and the colors were more vivid than the red stockings. The red handprint is like a withered petals, scattered on the enchanting snow, beautiful and sultry.
”!cheap!”
”Ah... ah... okay um... I am dumping goods... I am... forceful... hit me hard... oh... smashing Aunt Jane... ah... um... well... so comfortable...”
Yang Meizhen swayed in midair, and the violent slaps made her the feeling of being abused more and more high.
She feels like a disobedient mare, being rudely tempted by her master. This feeling is strong and shameful, accompanied by intoxicating numbness and burning pain like the waves, making her crazy.
”are you?”
”Yes, I am…”
“Is it a stock?”
”I am dumping goods...ah... I like it... I like being beaten...oh...”
”Please, beat me!”
”Husband... hit me hard...”
”Selling goods, I am not your husband, you are a jealous man!”
”Snapped!”
The palm of the hand was madly screaming, watching the swaying beauty of the beautiful buttocks in front of the eyes, Tianlong excited eyes red, panting, the evil in the heart got a huge satisfaction.
”Ah... I am awkward... I am stealing a man... um... I am a woman who is swaying...”
Yang Meizhen's face is red, hair fluttering, frantic swing, crazy yelling, ”Dragon, hit me hard... um... I like being beaten... hi... like being bullied by you... oh... so cool... so exciting... take me Beat it...”
”!cheap!”
Tianlong screamed loudly and violently smacked the stockings and hips. The sound of ”啪” was loud and violent, like the horn of the battle, echoing in the dim warehouse.
Liang Rukang has already stunned and looked at the scene in front of him with a stunned look. All this has exceeded his imagination. He can't believe that Yang Meizhen is so embarrassed, so waves, and being beaten like a dragon is so refreshing. The average woman has long been crying when she meets this situation, but the fierce snoring and intoxicating look are all telling the joy and excitement in her heart. Liang Rukang once again stood up again.
Yang Meizhen...How is Yang Meizhen...how is this so...um...but...but it’s so exciting...good... itchy...
Su Nianci’s face was blushing and he was panting. Yang Meizhen's screaming and Tianlong's screams resounded fiercely, stimulating her thriving, whispering tingling in the garden, allowing her to put her hand into the skirt.
”Strong... ah... hit me hard... um... well... so irritating... so comfortable... oh... no... no... I want... I’m here... I want it...”
The harsh sound is endless, and the shame and pleasure of insults stir in the body. The burning pain is intertwined with the current-like pleasure, creating an unprecedented special pleasure that madly impacts the nerves of the body. Yang Meizhen's eyes are closed and full of intoxication. Like a prostitute, she twists her stockings and hips, crazy, and the wonderful excitement has made her forget everything.
She is no longer a glamorous woman, nor is it the wife of Robinchu, nor is she the mother of a child. Now she is just a sinking, a dominating mother, waiting for redemption!
The speed of the excitement of Tianlong, the palms of the palms, such as dense raindrops, are coming down one after another. Yang Meizhen’s more and more swaying, “ah... um... oh me... oh me... I’m coming... oh... um... I’m coming... I’m gonna...”