Chapter 845： The second rise is even stronger (1/2)

The expansion of the dragon, under the restraint, can only stretch upwards, tightly attached to Yang Lijing's body, I believe she also feels. When Yang Lijing's soft little hand grabbed him through his trousers, he felt that he could not think. Except for the excitement and happiness, the rest of the body seemed to be absent. He comfortably sounded ”ah”, and the body clung to Yang Lijing, pinning Yang Lijing's hand between the two bodies, eager to get a better feeling.

”Little bad guys, Lin Lin hasn't fed you yet?” Yang Lijing's eyes seemed to be wet and wet, and covered with a layer of water mist.

It can be seen that Yang Lijing is also difficult to suppress, and even the breath of exhalation is sweet.

Slim legs in flesh-colored ultra-thin transparent stockings, black stiletto heel boots at the feet. The beautiful face is not polluted by any cosmetics, and the frosty expression looks like a non-staining aristocrat.

Her move made Tianlong know that she was not angry because of Linlin, so she sat lazily on the sleeper and carefully admired Li Jing. With the rhythm of high-heeled temptation, Yang Lijing came to the gap between the dragon and the small table, and the slender little hand of the white man pressed his gently stroked and kissed him.

The dexterous white fingers swam quickly on the dragon's clothes, and instead she unbuttoned the buttons and belts of his shirt and the buttons on the trousers. She stopped kissing, stretched out her tongue and slowly squatted down in the strong body of Tianlong, neck, upper body, and finally, and she took him down.

Tianlong arched the arch to match her movements. Without the restraint, I suddenly popped out, and the red one was like a small fist of a newborn. She reached into the dress with her hands and took her off and took it in her hand.

Today she wore a pair of white trousers, except for the front half a slap-sized triangle fig leaf, all of which were made of rope. The fig leaf of the trousers and the string are soaked.

The noble glamorous young woman is neatly dressed, but she is **** in her hands. Any man who encounters this situation must have tried to overwhelm her and then use the most primitive tools to explore the secrets in her skirt.

Yang Lijing held the hard body with her hand, and the nose sniffed in front of her, and a girl smelled her nose. She naturally knows that this is the trace of Linlin's body. She didn't feel any accident in this situation. She took her own pants and covered it with a triangular piece of cloth. The string was wrapped around the big bar, then the upper and lower, **** liquid, polished. The big weapon.

Tianlong also gave Yang Lijing such a service, and his face showed a satisfied expression.

Yang Lijing untied all the buttons in the middle of the dress from the top to the bottom, revealing her white all-open, tightly holding her full, pink looming.

Then he put out his tongue and slammed it on the top, asking Tianlong in a swaying tone: ”What smell I just smelled! Um?”

”Aunt Li Jing, this... This is Linlin's, I am going to wash it now... ah...” He didn't talk, and Yang Lijing put his in the mouth of her, up and down, brown long hair because Her movements painted a ripple of ripples.

At this time, Tianlong was so cool that his throat kept whispering. The mouth contains Tianlong who has himself and other women. Yang Lijing has an inexplicable excitement in her heart and began to secrete a lot.

For a while, she spit out, and it was already covered with the liquid in her mouth. She stood up and stepped back. The **** on her hand was placed on the small table, and the hips were sitting on the edge of the small table, and the front buckle of the bra was untied by hand. A pair of white rabbits lost their **** and collapsed from it, naughty and slightly upturned.

Tianlong admired her body and stroked her stockings legs with her hands.

Feeling the gentle caress on the legs, her hands were on her back on the small table. The dress without buttons was opened because her movements were open from the middle, and the swaying underwear appeared in front of Tianlong.

Yang Lijing lifted a leg and reached in front of Tianlong. Tianlong tacitly removed the high heels on her feet and smothered it in front of her nose. She took off another high-heeled shoe and used a pair of flexible flesh-colored stockings to pinch the top of the dragon. Through the thin, fluttering flesh-colored clear crystal stockings, I can see 5 pink nail polish toes on the thick and flexible. beat.

”Hey...wife, only you know her best...ah...comfortable.” A pair of stockings and feet were pressed against the dragon, rubbing the top and bottom up; the other forefoot gently spinning on the top .

She felt the secretion of male liquid and moistened her stockings. Tianlong couldn't help but get up and hug Yang Lijing.

”The big color wolf, let me take off my clothes first.” Yang Lijing struggled with a sigh.