Especially when he lowered his head to look at the place where the two of them were having sex, he could see the lustful "squeaking" of his penis as it entered and exited the tender white cunt, making it even more unbearable to endure the throbbing. The obvious color contrast in the repeated thrusting
, compared with the softness and hardness, the two round eggs at the back of the stem swelled and slapped on her tender buttocks. Just looking at it would make her nose bleed.
The beauty beneath him slightly frowned and hummed because her body was stretched by the sudden intrusion. Seeing this, Yan Zisong went crazy and ignored her.
He never slowed down before and after, thrusting straight to the end every time, accumulating enough strength. Under his indiscriminate bombardment, the woman didn't even need to moan softly, and went straight from frowning slightly to discomfort.
’ was brought into the turbulent whirlpool and screamed loudly.
Qin Xiaoman was also extremely affectionate today, which was the icing on the cake. When her two jade legs were tightly wrapped around the man's waist, they couldn't help but twist and cater to the fierce conflict; it only made the man agitated.
My crazy heart was like adding fuel to the fire, until it felt like it was about to explode.
All the tricks and techniques of men have been thrown out of the window under the pressure and temptation to push the limits; only the heavy male breathing and the melodious female voices can be heard one after another, and the gauze curtains on the windows are shaking.
The simplest movement, but in the fastest rhythm, brings a sensation that goes straight to the top of the head.
Qin Xiaoman was already incoherent and kept shouting "Xiang...ah...no..." loudly.
But the man was as persistent and determined as if he had never heard of her before, and his rapid thrusts became more and more urgent, thrusting hard into the pink and beautiful pussy; until the woman inadvertently touched a part of his waist, and pressed hard, the man again
I couldn't bear it any longer; my eyes turned red, and I pumped her hard for dozens of more rounds. I only felt a numbness and itch there, and I could no longer control my semen, and a thick white spurt spurted straight into the woman's womb.
The innocent down quilt had already slid down to the man's waist in the ups and downs of the infinitely intense and overloaded frequency; I could see the green embroidered quilt surface, constantly swelling and deflating... in the repeated rapid rhythm,
Suddenly, it suddenly fell down and pushed in, and then the trembling intensified, and for a long time, they couldn't leave.
After both figures lay down, and not long after resting, the male figure straightened up his upper body again and attacked the woman beside him; the woman could only be heard whispering softly like she was dreaming, "I'm so tired..."
The man was paranoid and fanatical, "I was too excited just now and ejaculated too fast; you are not ready yet, let's do it again."
"No, I feel very comfortable too...really!" She closed her eyes and her voice was hoarse; she moved in the opposite direction.
"No," the man's tone seemed to be a shame that was impossible to accept, and his hands were already on her waist, "Absolutely not; I will have a psychological shadow..."
She ignored it and continued to close her eyes. She turned around like a turtle and crawled away again, "I felt really comfortable just now...and I have to wash it again. I'm so tired..."
But he pulled his legs back under him, "If you didn't squirt, it's my failure... Come again, baby..."
The woman couldn't escape, so she had to turn over, lie on her side with her back to him, and ignore him; but the man had no sense of being left out.
He put his head over her shoulder and went down to take her left pepper bud into his mouth; but his left hand slowly extended down her lower abdomen and directly pinched her core.