Chapter 831： Guo Liqing is entangled and depressed (2/2)

”You are falling asleep, I am a little thirsty, get up and drink, and suddenly want to see you.”

Tianlong suddenly hugged Huang Rongrong tightly.

”Dragon, don't do this, you are at home.” In fact, Huang Rongrong was approved by her husband Guo Liqing, but it was half-pushing to add some fun.

”Chou Rong, Mom, do you know, I think you have been together for a night, and you are always with your loved ones, you can't get close, you have to call a godmother, how uncomfortable it is.”

”I know, it's just that you are doing this night at home, there is no chance.”

”We have other opportunities. For example, now that Cognac has slept, he knows nothing. Please pity me for this acacia who has pity on me.”

”Look at what you are anxious like, okay, my little lover, just follow you!”

Just finished, Tianlong untied Huang Rongrong's pajamas, there was nothing inside, only a white and sexy, and the tall and plump in the air...

The room is full of spring and passion...

Everything is over tomorrow, obviously not, the story is still going on...

After Huang Rongrong went to the Tianlong room, Guo Liqing’s heart was empty, and he didn’t know what to do. After all, his wife had to spend a good time with her son. The heart is not a taste, but I can only be stupid.

”No, I have to look at it. I have to know what the matter is.”

Guo Liqing quietly walked from the side door to the balcony of the dry son's room, and saw that there was a line of light in the curtains that were not tightly drawn. The outside was still very dark and cold. Everything in the house confirmed that the mother and the child had begun.

Guo Liqing closed his eyes in despair and pain.

His wife, Huang Rongrong, has stood naked on the bed of his son Tianlong. She opened her white, slender legs, her face full of excitement and happiness. She lowered her head and looked at her son in ecstasy. The naked son’s **** is indeed strong, Guo Liqing sighs out the window. Tianlong’s efforts to sniff in his godmother, inciting his godmother is likely to have been soaked. The soft and white happy undulation of his wife, Huang Rongrong.

Guo Liqing heard the familiar whisper and wheezing of Huang Rongrong. Her hands were holding her son's black hair, her body shivering slightly, and her son raised his face. Yes, his wife had already wet his young Jun Lang's face. The dry son's hands reached behind his wife, hugged his grandmother's plump, and put the wet face on his wife's ups and downs.

”Cang Rong, mother, I want to die. I want to die of your taste here.”

His wife, Huang Yurong, was low-lying and took up her son's face. She smiled lowly: ”Little bad guys, I just want to die when I don't see you in the night? Where do you miss me? Let the mother see.”

The smirk of his wife, Huang Rongrong, made Guo Liqing feel a sigh. A feeling that has not been seen for a long time seems to rise in the body.

The dry son Tianlong stood up. God, the two days of the dry son are getting stronger and stronger, and he is still not developing. It was covered with black and thick hair, and what surprised Guo Liqing was that his son Tianlong was huge. That kind of firmness is something that Guo Liqing has never had before. The dry son stood proudly in front of his godmother and pointed it completely straight to his charming, full-faced mother.

”Giggle, bad boy. I want to use him to bully the godmother.”

His wife, Huang Rongrong’s eyes, stared at her son. The hand held the thing, and the charming eyes almost squinted and squinted at the young son. She has a few sons to make a huge. I slowly fell down. With both hands clinging to the dry son, he raised his face and opened his mouth. The thick and hard son of the dry son stood on the beautiful and charming face of his mother. The wife stared at her son. The **** red lips opened up and the sleek and huge trembling of the son.

Guo Liqing outside the window closed his eyes.

However, Guo Liqing suddenly realized that his meat was actually moving.

The wife's hands, Huang Yurong's hands, stroked on her dry son's legs and thighs. She closed her beautiful and charming eyes and put the huge deep son of her son into the mouth. But the dry son is obviously too long. Although the wife has tried her best to devote herself to the roots, her wife’s charming eyes opened and she slanted to her son, as if she was asking her son if she was comfortable. .

Guo Liqing certainly knows how his wife is excited when she is excited. Don't say that she is a young son. Guo Liqing is also unable to resist. The son is looking down at his beautiful mother and sucking him. His wife, Huang Yurong, ate very carefully and seemed to be eating the same delicious food. She carefully swallowed her son's mouth slowly, sliding slowly on the hard top and wraping her lips, and after the son's complete spit, the wife glanced at the thing tightly and stared at it. Son, sticking out the small and smooth tongue, on the huge one, even swaying the tip of his tongue, looking for the tiny crack on the surface of the swollen son.

While provoking the crack, she squinted at her dry son.

The purple-toned, bright-smelling, which was soaked in her saliva, looked strange and fierce. But Tianlong knew that it was a kind of fierceness that the godmother needed at that time.

”Comfort, baby.”

His wife, Huang Rongrong, turned his face down again, and he even sucked his son's big, bulging one into his mouth. Holding a dry son in one hand is quite straight, and the hard-boned guy is less covered with his wife's saliva, making his wife's life smoother.

”Daddy, it's so comfortable.”

The dry son closed his eyes and his hand hanged down to the chest where his godmother swelled. The wife’s already rising is not like the words. The blood above the snow is looming, and the swelling seems to be bigger than what Guo Liqing has seen. It is full of excitement. The dry son's fingers caught his godmother because of the milk, and the tender pink turned into a deep purple, and the two upturned ones now have a hard-pressed disappointment because of excitement. The dry son’s fingers turned, pulled, and proficient. That's because the dry son's cockroaches have become more rigid, like two purple jujubes.