Chapter 982： Husband holding a cylinder bear hanging tree (2/2)

”It's so comfortable... It's so cool... Tianlong... You are necrotic... It’s really good... It’s a good husband... Dear husband... Big dear husband!”

The wife began to have fun from this position, and her began to secrete, moisturizing the black and bright of the dragon.

”Small... You have to be a child... It’s wet... It’s really his mother’s... I’m called a husband’s husband’s holding tank... The master taught... Ok?”

”It’s so dead... it’s dying... I’m... my husband... it’s good!”

”Oh... if you have a scorpion... there is better!”

As soon as the voice fell, Tianlong opened two big feet and walked out of the bedroom!

Liang Yadong's mouth is the boss of the mouth, followed by a hand, quickly holding a pistol, watching the dragon play ”husband holding the cylinder.” His thick-legged legs were very open to the sides, and the two huge ones were squatting, and the big hands were deeply trapped in the beautiful buttocks of his wife’s cockroaches, constantly throwing up his wife’s body, thick and big. The iron bar is like a woman, and the sound of the impact is from time to time.

”Ah...” As soon as Tianlong moved, his wife screamed again. ”How are you... still walking around... shame... ah... comfortable and dead...”

”Oh... shame... I am at my house... I am a daughter-in-law... I am ashamed... I am a mother... You are running again?”

”Smelly rogue... little bad guys... well... really good...”

”This is awkward... I... when I was in the city of Yan... I also held the wife of Keqing... I went to her yard and got rid of it!”

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”Bad... you... is... bad guys...” If the wife heard such wild sex, she was also excited. Her hands clasped the neck of Tianlong, and the two men's bodies were tighter.

Tianlong screamed at his wife, while she was on her side, she took her to visit her house, oh yes, it was his home.

”This house... oh so many books...”

If my wife is enjoying it, I will see it in a blink of an eye. ”My books... are piled here...”

Tianlong seemed to be more excited and his voice was thicker. ”Is it a university professor and I have seen so many books?”

”Well... you... rough people... don't understand!” Liang Yadong deeply doubts that his wife is deliberately arranging the dragon.

When Tianlong listened, he arched upwards, and his arm speeded up. His wife got shook his head. ”I am a rough man... a secondary school student, a barefoot doctor, and the drug is busy in Yandu Mountain. It is indeed a rough person, but it is a rough person. I am a rough man, but I have the privilege of being a university professor and a daughter-in-law.

”I am your wife... I married a rough man...ah...ah...”

”Give me a wife and a daughter.........Professor...”

”Because you are thick...”

”I am rough?”

Tianlong blushes his neck and makes his wife sink to the lowest point. With his wife's self-respecting weight, she is holding her core.

”You are thick! Cute!”

“Is it rough?”

”You have a thick waist... a thick arm! Strong!”

“Is it rough?”

”You have thick legs and big iron barrels!”

Tianlong was sweating and his muscles were stretched like two iron balls. The red iron stick was like a wife, and he was slowly turning around.

“Is it rough?”

”You... you are thick!”

“How good is it?”

”Good... rough... best... teach a wife... favorite... big...”

“Rough... what?”

”Coar... the professor's wife... is full... water... can't leak out... can also itch... I... I want to... force the water... I can't stop it... still Let...bold...blocked inside...swelled to death!”

”Lao's grandmother!” Tianlong frantically let his wife's body smash his body, and the big bang hit the woman's place, the wife's two pieces have been dried and black and red.

”Laozi Day...Day...Day...a wave of goods...” Tianlong's face was distorted by pleasure, and the black drops from time to time, leaving a crystal clear spot on the ground. ”Reading so many books... ...not yet...to Laozi...clip...if the scorpion...is...the husband’s goods...oh... let me get rid of it!”

”Oh... oh... it’s so good... I’m dying of me... I’m dying of me... Five big three thick... Strong husband... Ah...”

”Mother...the old man...said us in the mountains...the five big three thick...you are a university professor...said...screaming...five big three rough?” That day in the Murong Yujie old courtyard, the role of carpenter, Murong Yujie It is also in the middle of his five big three thick.