Chapter 824： Stimulating on the balcony (1/2)
”Well... hate, don't say it.” Huang Yurong was blushing.
”Thinking about it is really oh, just the last time, you put me tight, the woman's place is amazing.” Tianlong's fingers followed the gap and rubbed back and forth a few times, Huang Rongrong's suddenly sensitive The ground is slightly open.
”I also said, don't say, um... don't make trouble... Fingers are safe, and you can't stand it, um... oh... um... don't touch it.” She was fooled by her son's fingers. It’s so itchy, the thighs just want to get together and can’t help but temptation to open.
”It doesn't matter if you can't stand it, we can continue for the third time.” Tian Long smiled confidently, and his fingers still didn't stop moving.
”I know that you are amazing, but you have just done this at your mom's house. You can't be too tired. Hey, listen to the godmother, it's time later.”
”I don't.” Her words didn't work for her son at the moment. Instead, she was a little excited by his fingers. Huang Xiaorong turned his teeth and rolled out of bed, and loved and pitifully bowed to his son and said, ” Ignore you, I took a shower.” Staying for another second, she and her son can't control and then pick up a wave of waves. She quickly left the bedroom and got into the bathroom.
When Huang Rongrong took a shower and washed the underwear back to the bedroom, the dry son was still lying naked on the bed.
”I still can't do it. If it's too tired, go take a shower and get ready to go to sleep.” Huang Xiaorong smiled and took the laundry basket and went to the bedroom balcony to dry the clothes.
Standing on the balcony, the refreshing evening wind blows on the face and can't tell the comfort. She takes a set of black underwear from the laundry basket and lifts it up. I remember that she didn't dare to dry the underwear. High, I always feel that these things wrapped around the most sensitive part of my body will be seen by other men. After the Yandu Mountain tour and the dry son crossed the Leichi, Huang Rongrong’s mentality has changed subtly. Other men may She could only look at her **** underwear, but in the days to come, only her son Lin Tianlong could enjoy the excitement of these underwear on her.
She took out two pairs of trousers from the laundry basket, a pair of flesh-colored blacks, still hanging high with two sets of **** underwear, thin stockings gently fluttering under the breeze of the evening, like Jumping an unknown dance.
After drying the empty laundry basket, Huang Rongrong stood on the railing of the balcony and looked out. The neighborhood was quiet, and the lights and lights in the balconies and windows of several buildings were closed. Or dark, who knows, how many secrets behind these windows are not known to outsiders, just like the mother and child of their family, who would want to get it? Maybe, in this community, they are not the only mother and son.
Huang Xiaorong laughed and leaned her head to let a long, maroon hair spread over her shoulders. It seemed as if she was comfortable at once.
I don't know how long it took to stand quietly. The light in the bedroom was suddenly extinguished. She suddenly fell into the darkness. It was her son, Tianlong, who got up and took a shower. She didn’t think much, she still looked away from her. The middle of the building's building group goes through and looks farther.
It took less than ten seconds to get her hands behind her back from behind her.
”Dragon... don't go to take a bath.” The dry son Lin Tianlong exudes a slight sweaty smell. Huang Yurong gently wrinkles his brow, and one hand wants to push him away. The tentacles are just in the middle of his legs. A hard-boned thing poked **** her palm, and the front end slipped, and she screamed, just about to turn her face, and her son had bitten her earlobe with teeth.
”Daddy, don't move, that's it.” Tianlong's voice was gentle and soft, like a good hypnotist, hearing her ear itchy.
”Well... little bad guys, how come... um... so hard?” Huang Yurong snorted and leaned back on the shoulders of the dry son.
The dry son smashed her nightdress down. The silk short-sleeved dress she wore was straight-through. She had just wore a bath and did not wear underwear. A night wind blows in the middle of her legs. On, like there are millions of ants crawling on it, itching and numb.
”Don't... it won't work here.” Huang Yurong subconsciously pulled the nightdress down and wanted to cover the secret.
”Nothing, godmother, others can't see, no lights.” The dry son Tianlong opened her hand and once again put her nightdress down to the waist.
The dry son said yes, because the lights in the bedroom were turned off, there was no backlight on the balcony, and it was dark. When I looked out from the balcony of my house, I couldn’t see anything, and there were a few potted plants on the railing. Also played a good occlusion.
”You are so good...” Huang Rongrong understands the attempt of her son. Although she is a bit worried, she has fantasized about it on the balcony, but it is her sexual fantasies when she masturbates. I can't think of it to be a reality tonight.
The dry son’s hand went round to the front and grabbed a few of them in her dense plexus. She pressed the **** gently on her belly, swinging left and right to open her fat, the whole **** Go in.
”Ah...” Huang Yurong couldn't help but snorted and immediately realized that it was on the balcony, and quickly closed her mouth again.