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One hundred and fifty-eight, no one should try to hide tonight

"Aunt Yumei."

Yang Ritian smiled and pushed away the room of Liu Yumei and his daughter. He saw the mother and daughter leaning against the bed in pajamas and talking privately.

"Xiaotian, why not, go to other sisters' rooms first? Yuzhi is the hardest time in this short period of time..."

Liu Yumei looked humble, but her eyes, which were about to drip out of water and her translucent pajamas that could barely cover half a ball of meat, had betrayed her true thoughts.

Yang Ritian said with a smile on his face: "Tonight, no one of you can hide."

Yang Ritian said, and he had already pounced on Liu Yumei's body first, and his mouth was already holding the grapes at the top of the meat ball through his pajamas.

"Xiaotian..."

Liu Yumei murmured softly, then pressed Yang Ritian's head arched in her arms, allowing him to kiss and bite, and she gasped slightly...

"Brother Xiaotian, I'll help you take off your clothes..."

Liu Xiaojing, who was on the other side, leaned on Yang Ritian with a red face, and whispered while helping him take off his clothes.

Yang Ritian came out of Liu Yumei's arms, turned his head and kissed Liu Xiaojing's lips. When he turned his head, he saw a black grass looming inside Liu Xiaojing's pink translucent pajamas.

"Neither of you wear underwear? Hehe..."

Yang Ritian shamelessly told this, raised his legs, and cooperated with Liu Xiaojing to take off his pants.

"Miss Xiaojing, you..."

Looking at Liu Xiaojing's blushing face, Yang Ritian suddenly felt a little difficult to say. But when Liu Xiaojing stepped back to her pajamas, bent down to lie on Yang Ritian's crotch, raised her head and kissed the object that was already full of glare.

"sky……"

Liu Yumei looked at the scene in front of her, and didn't know whether she was screaming or calling Yang Ritian.

I saw that her cheeks were red and her face was full of spring. Her tender lips had already kissed Yang Ritian's mouth...

"Xiaojing..."

Just when Liu Yumei and Yang Ritian were hiding each other, Liu Xiaojing had already let go of Yang Ritian's thing and led it to find Liu Yumei's water curtain cave.

Whenever that thing touched Liu Yumei's bottom, she shook, murmured and murmured...

Yang Ritian was not in a hurry to carry out that attack, but instead stood up.

With Liu Yumei's puzzled and expectant eyes, she picked up Liu Xiaojing and gently placed it on Liu Yumei.

Yang Ritian lay on the two of them, supporting his body with his arms. The thing was occasionally shuttled back and forth between Liu Yumei and Liu Xiaojing's bodies.

The screams of Liu Yumei and her daughter made Yang Ritian even more excited and the impact became even more crazy, almost every time he entered the deepest part of the mother and daughter.

"Little hooligan..."

The first time Liu Yumei and her daughter were dealt like this by Yang Ritian, she felt a wave of shame surge in her heart, but she murmured in a low voice and fell into loss.

For some reason, Liu Yumei became even more moved this time. She was at the bottom, but she still cooperated with Yang Ritian's attack one after another. The shame in her heart and the stimulation brought by this posture made her quickly fall into madness.

Liu Xiaojing was even more unbearable. She was pressed by Yang Ritian's masculine body in front, but behind her was tightly pressed against Liu Yumei's body. Liu Yumei's two flesh balls pressed against her back, making her itch from her heart to the bottom and then into her mind...

“No…”

Liu Xiaojing was the first to shout slogans, and her body kept shaking.

Liu Yumei's edge was already at the verge of collapse, but was sore and soft that her body was rubbed by Liu Xiaojing's back. She murmured even more: "Little hooligan, come in quickly..."

When Liu Xiaojing was soft on Liu Yumei, Yang Ritian smiled and replaced the thing with Liu Yumei's body, carrying out the last attack in this war.

"God!"

Liu Yumei couldn't help but scream loudly and almost fainted.

Yang Ritian turned over and lay on the side, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised...

"ah!"

Just as the three of them were resting, a scream and the sound of the door opened made the three of them turn around in shock.

But Wu Jiahui stood at the door with a blushing face, looking at the three people.

"Hehe... Sister Jiahui, can't wait?"

Yang Ritian smiled grimly, turned over and pulled Wu Jiahui in directly.

But I saw Aunt Xiangfeng following Wu Jiahui.

Yang Ritian's thing that had just stopped suddenly raised his head and pointed at Aunt Xiangfeng in a daze.

"Bad thing, are you human?"

Aunt Xiangfeng said in surprise, although she knew Yang Ritian's strength, it was too outrageous, right?

But Yang Ritian kicked the open door and said with a low smile: "Since I've come to the door, I'll save me from running over again!"

As he said that, he grabbed Wu Jiahui with one hand, pressed Aunt Xiangfeng to the edge of the bed with the other hand, and whispered in her ear: "I want your most powerful posture!"

Aunt Xiangfeng couldn't avoid it, turned her head with a charming look like silk, and said in a whisper: "Little Pervert!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he obediently lifted up his skirt, put one foot on the ground and the other foot on the bed, almost in a single shape.

The man also bent down and held his hands on the ground and said, "Come on..."

Yang Ritian was not polite either. He held Aunt Xiangfeng's slightly plump waist and straightened it in.

"Shameful..."

Liu Yumei said, covering her eyes, but looked out from her fingers from time to time, thinking to herself, what would it feel like to do that? I can't do it anymore, I can't practice it at this age.

Aunt Xiangfeng roared loudly, and her body kept pushing back violently, almost the same force as Yang Ritian.

Yang Ritian's mouth was slightly raised, constantly hitting Aunt Xiangfeng's butt, and said with a smile: "Aunt Xiangfeng, I like you the most!"

As he said that, he looked at Wu Jiahui and said with a smile: "Do you remember our first time?"

Yang Ritian said, but he kept rolling his eyes when he hit Aunt Xiangfeng, and he began to become a little confused. He just mechanically cooperated with Yang Ritian's impact.

He kept murmuring: "Jiahui, hurry up, mom can't do it..."

Wu Jiahui was stunned for a moment before walking to the wall, holding the wall and holding her round buttocks back and whispering: "Brother Xiaotian, I'm ready..."

Yang Ritian smiled grimly, gave up Aunt Xiangfeng, walked quickly to Wu Jiahui's side, and advanced again from behind.

"ah……"

As soon as Wu Jiahuipu came into contact, he was as if he had lost his mind and kept screaming.

"Brother Tian, ​​be gentle... no, use force..."

Wu Jiahui didn't know what she was talking about, but just kept shaking her head and endured Yang Ritian's impact again and again.

"call……"

Yang Ritian shook quickly for a few times, held Wu Jiahui to Liu Yumei's bed and rested.
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