"Absolutely not." Sikong Zeye stared at her closely, "Yunshang, I am looking forward to your next performance."

"I'm also looking forward to your next performance."

The last stocking was also tied tightly, and Bai Yunshang tied Sikong Zeye's legs to the end of the bed.

Sikong Zeye was tall, but his bed was just average. When he lay down, he could just straighten his legs... This situation was just right for him to be tied up.

A large font was tied to his vagina, and Bai Yunshang knelt beside him, unbuttoning his clothes one by one.[

Sikong Zeye's breathing began to become rapid, and his eyes were fixed on Bai Yunshang's every move...

As if just to torture him, every movement was so slow, and the fingers crossed his chest intentionally or unintentionally, causing his body to tremble.

The desire for her lower body had already begun to take action when she tied him up.

And now, it is even more powerful...

Bai Yunshang smiled, with a hint of calculation in her eyes, and helped him remove his belt and unzip his trousers...

Sikong Haoran immediately raised his body and cooperated with her to take off his trousers.

Desire stretches the panties until they are about to burst.

Bai Yunshang played it: "It's very hard."

"Well..." Sikong Haoran gasped, his eyes began to turn red, and he breathed out the lusty aura of a beast, "Hurry up."

"Hurry up?" Bai Yunshang asked pretending to be confused, "Why do you want me to hurry up?"

She spoke as she spoke, half-lying on his chest with her face facing his. Her long hair spread out and she glanced at his face...

She was originally wearing loose pajamas, and when she leaned over, the spring beauty inside was fully revealed——

Damn, she wasn't wearing underwear.

If this is her so-called punishment, Sikong Zeye is quite satisfied...

"Yun Shang, punish me quickly!"

"Don't worry, it will be done soon."

Bai Yunshang pushed her hair behind her ears, leaned forward slightly, and kissed him.

Sometimes her kisses were deep, sometimes they were just a hint...

Deliberately shallow when he wants to go deeper, and deeper when he is disappointed.[

The softness of his chest, pressed against his chest through the thin pajamas, was so soft that it made people want to feel ecstasy.

Sikong Zeye's breathing became more and more breathless, and his voice became hoarse. Every breath was filled with fire: "Yun Shang, Yun Shang..." He called her in confusion and ecstasy, longing for, "Give me...

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