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He pulled the button of his shirt and took off his coat a few times. Then he pressed fengziqing's loose coat with both hands and pulled it apart.
This kind of treatment is too sudden, and the last time she experienced it, she was on her own. So at this moment, she didn't know how to face the domineering Xiangyang. She could only lie on the bed like a puppet, her chest undulating with excitement.
And he took her hand and slowly moved down
"Well..." Finally, her huge long arc of reflection finally reflected, and made a blushing sound. Her face was deeply buried in his chest.
Since that year, Xiangyang has been ascetic.
After eight years of abstinence, what will it be like when we really liberate ourselves?
Xiang Yang didn't know.
Because that night he also took drugs, so the perception is not too much. At the moment, he has only one idea, that is to vent.
Take it out on her.
He let go of the desire that he had been banned for eight years.
He completely ignores Feng Ziqing's shyness, forcefully pulls her out of his chest, and then makes a strong strategy. Listen to her voice from gentle to light, and then from light to urgent groan.
Driven by his sophisticated skills, she presents a most comfortable posture, which is clamped by him. The bright light on her face is full of lures. People's red, tide, beautiful face, pain and enjoyment. Xiumei keeps frowning in, small beads of sweat slowly emerge, quickly soaking her hair.
"I I can't support it any more... "
I don't know how long he has occupied her. Although he has made her the most comfortable position, she can't help it. Instead of groaning, she becomes a suppressed scream. She tries to look back at him she likes and beg for mercy.
He hooked her body and leaned in his arms. The perfect lip shape wriggled in her ear. "Don't you want to be my perfect lover? Now I beg for mercy, but I can't be my perfect lover. "
"But I..." Feng Ziqing's eyes were full of water. Her arm, smooth as lotus root, caught Xiangyang's hand in turn. She leaned against his strong chest and breathed the intoxicating air. "What can I do if I can't support it?"
“…… If you can't support it, you don't like me. " He answered faintly.
"No!" Fengziqing looked up at Xiangyang, holding his face in both hands, and said eagerly, "I like you. I like you the most. All the people in the world don't like you as much as I like you."
"Oh..." Xiangyang smiles. At this moment, it's clearly the time of the most erotic, but his tone sounds stronger than erotic. His lips press on her ear and ask, "how to prove it?"
Fengziqing asked, "is it true that no matter how you want it, I have to face you happily to prove that I love you?"
"Yes." Xiangyang seduces the little woman in her arms, "you can't even support this kind of thing. How can you prove how much you like me?"
"I..." There is a saying that all women in love are stupid. Fengziqing should be the one who is stupid. She listened to Xiangyang's words, and quickly turned to Xiangyang's body to pounce down, resolutely back, "if it is true, I can prove that as long as you like, I can."
"Is it?" Xiangyang can't deny it. He rolled over on the big bed with her waist in his arms, and another fierce attack unfolded.
In an instant, the whole guest room was full of fengziqing's irrepressible voice, which made people's mind ripple.
However, no matter how fierce his offensive was, she cooperated with
After more than ten minutes of hard work, Xiangyang suddenly stops and pulls fengziqing in her arms. She scolds, "fool."
"Nonsense..." Fengziqing gasped and looked up at Xiangyang and retorted, "teacher, they all say I'm smart."
Xiangyang, "..."
"You, do you want enough?" Fengziqing's weak and boneless hand touched Xiangyang's face and asked expectantly.
Xiang Yang repressed his heartache and spat out a word from his throat, "well."
"Oh..." Listening to Xiangyang's reply, fengziqing smiles happily and leans heavily on Xiangyang's chest. Xiang Yang stretches her arms and makes her lie between her legs with her arms on her back.
Fengziqing asked feebly, "am I your best lover?"
"Well." Xiangyang returns a word.
All tired, when hearing Xiangyang's answer is released, quickly, fengziqing mouth with a satisfied smile, small hand holding Xiangyang's right hand on his heart, slowly closed his eyes.
Xiangyang's left hand, after fengziqing closed her eyes, caressed her forehead's hairline repeatedly. His eyes were full of other feelings that could not be repressed any more.
"Old man..." Feng Ziqing suddenly opened her eyes to see Xiangyang. Just as she wanted to speak, she saw the extraordinary eyes in Xiangyang's eyes and stopped her words in amazement. Deep feelings, in her eyes opened that moment all disappeared, he gently asked, "hmm?"Feng Ziqing shook her head and closed her eyes again.
What was she trying to say?
It seems that I forgot.
Just, when she closed her eyes, her lips and teeth were occupied by him again. She quickly relaxed the tight body, trying to cooperate with him, ready to rest for a moment of him for a new round of demand.
However, she was ready, but he did not occupy her again as she thought.
Instead, I was kissing her all the time.
Kiss stop, stop kiss, kiss her heart is full of his mouth fragrance, kiss her all night in dizzy, intoxicated do not know the way back.
She loves him kissing her.
In the repeated kisses, fengziqing and Xiangyang fell asleep.
In deep sleep, she was resting on his arm while he was holding her.
“……” Xiang Yang, "take a bath."
"Then I'll wash it with you." Feng Ziqing said decisively.
to Yang Tucao, "make complaints about your age."
"I said I'm not young, haven't you verified it?" Fengziqing rubbed her chest against Xiangyang's back again and again, reminding her, "I'm 23 ~"
Xiangyang, "..."
After locking Xiangyang's waist for more than ten minutes, Feng Ziqing suddenly exclaimed, "husband, your waist is so thin!"
"Husband?" Xiang Yang Leng for a while, looking back at Feng Ziqing and asking, "who wants you to call me that?"
"Myself," said Feng Ziqing, "don't you forget that I said I wanted to live well and happily. I announced unilaterally last night that I am Xiangyang's wife and can accompany him to death. "
"Did you send a circle of friends?" Xiang Yang asked in a hurry.
Feng Ziqing said it. He remembered it.
He remembered that her original words at that time were to send a circle of friends, and then unilaterally declared that she was his wife.
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He pulled the button of his shirt and took off his coat a few times. Then he pressed fengziqing's loose coat with both hands and pulled it apart.
This kind of treatment is too sudden, and the last time she experienced it, she was on her own. So at this moment, she didn't know how to face the domineering Xiangyang. She could only lie on the bed like a puppet, her chest undulating with excitement.
And he took her hand and slowly moved down
"Well..." Finally, her huge long arc of reflection finally reflected, and made a blushing sound. Her face was deeply buried in his chest.
Since that year, Xiangyang has been ascetic.
After eight years of abstinence, what will it be like when we really liberate ourselves?
Xiang Yang didn't know.
Because that night he also took drugs, so the perception is not too much. At the moment, he has only one idea, that is to vent.
Take it out on her.
He let go of the desire that he had been banned for eight years.
He completely ignores Feng Ziqing's shyness, forcefully pulls her out of his chest, and then makes a strong strategy. Listen to her voice from gentle to light, and then from light to urgent groan.
Driven by his sophisticated skills, she presents a most comfortable posture, which is clamped by him. The bright light on her face is full of lures. People's red, tide, beautiful face, pain and enjoyment. Xiumei keeps frowning in, small beads of sweat slowly emerge, quickly soaking her hair.
"I I can't support it any more... "
I don't know how long he has occupied her. Although he has made her the most comfortable position, she can't help it. Instead of groaning, she becomes a suppressed scream. She tries to look back at him she likes and beg for mercy.
He hooked her body and leaned in his arms. The perfect lip shape wriggled in her ear. "Don't you want to be my perfect lover? Now I beg for mercy, but I can't be my perfect lover. "
"But I..." Feng Ziqing's eyes were full of water. Her arm, smooth as lotus root, caught Xiangyang's hand in turn. She leaned against his strong chest and breathed the intoxicating air. "What can I do if I can't support it?"
“…… If you can't support it, you don't like me. " He answered faintly.
"No!" Fengziqing looked up at Xiangyang, holding his face in both hands, and said eagerly, "I like you. I like you the most. All the people in the world don't like you as much as I like you."
"Oh..." Xiangyang smiles. At this moment, it's clearly the time of the most erotic, but his tone sounds stronger than erotic. His lips press on her ear and ask, "how to prove it?"
Fengziqing asked, "is it true that no matter how you want it, I have to face you happily to prove that I love you?"
"Yes." Xiangyang seduces the little woman in her arms, "you can't even support this kind of thing. How can you prove how much you like me?"
"I..." There is a saying that all women in love are stupid. Fengziqing should be the one who is stupid. She listened to Xiangyang's words, and quickly turned to Xiangyang's body to pounce down, resolutely back, "if it is true, I can prove that as long as you like, I can."
"Is it?" Xiangyang can't deny it. He rolled over on the big bed with her waist in his arms, and another fierce attack unfolded.
In an instant, the whole guest room was full of fengziqing's irrepressible voice, which made people's mind ripple.
However, no matter how fierce his offensive was, she cooperated with
After more than ten minutes of hard work, Xiangyang suddenly stops and pulls fengziqing in her arms. She scolds, "fool."
"Nonsense..." Fengziqing gasped and looked up at Xiangyang and retorted, "teacher, they all say I'm smart."
Xiangyang, "..."
"You, do you want enough?" Fengziqing's weak and boneless hand touched Xiangyang's face and asked expectantly.
Xiang Yang repressed his heartache and spat out a word from his throat, "well."
"Oh..." Listening to Xiangyang's reply, fengziqing smiles happily and leans heavily on Xiangyang's chest. Xiang Yang stretches her arms and makes her lie between her legs with her arms on her back.
Fengziqing asked feebly, "am I your best lover?"
"Well." Xiangyang returns a word.
All tired, when hearing Xiangyang's answer is released, quickly, fengziqing mouth with a satisfied smile, small hand holding Xiangyang's right hand on his heart, slowly closed his eyes.
Xiangyang's left hand, after fengziqing closed her eyes, caressed her forehead's hairline repeatedly. His eyes were full of other feelings that could not be repressed any more.
"Old man..." Feng Ziqing suddenly opened her eyes to see Xiangyang. Just as she wanted to speak, she saw the extraordinary eyes in Xiangyang's eyes and stopped her words in amazement. Deep feelings, in her eyes opened that moment all disappeared, he gently asked, "hmm?"Feng Ziqing shook her head and closed her eyes again.
What was she trying to say?
It seems that I forgot.
Just, when she closed her eyes, her lips and teeth were occupied by him again. She quickly relaxed the tight body, trying to cooperate with him, ready to rest for a moment of him for a new round of demand.
However, she was ready, but he did not occupy her again as she thought.
Instead, I was kissing her all the time.
Kiss stop, stop kiss, kiss her heart is full of his mouth fragrance, kiss her all night in dizzy, intoxicated do not know the way back.
She loves him kissing her.
In the repeated kisses, fengziqing and Xiangyang fell asleep.
In deep sleep, she was resting on his arm while he was holding her.
“……” Xiang Yang, "take a bath."
"Then I'll wash it with you." Feng Ziqing said decisively.
to Yang Tucao, "make complaints about your age."
"I said I'm not young, haven't you verified it?" Fengziqing rubbed her chest against Xiangyang's back again and again, reminding her, "I'm 23 ~"
Xiangyang, "..."
After locking Xiangyang's waist for more than ten minutes, Feng Ziqing suddenly exclaimed, "husband, your waist is so thin!"
"Husband?" Xiang Yang Leng for a while, looking back at Feng Ziqing and asking, "who wants you to call me that?"
"Myself," said Feng Ziqing, "don't you forget that I said I wanted to live well and happily. I announced unilaterally last night that I am Xiangyang's wife and can accompany him to death. "
"Did you send a circle of friends?" Xiang Yang asked in a hurry.
Feng Ziqing said it. He remembered it.
He remembered that her original words at that time were to send a circle of friends, and then unilaterally declared that she was his wife.
He pulled the button of his shirt and took off his coat a few times. Then he pressed fengziqing's loose coat with both hands and pulled it apart. This kind of treatment is too sudden, and the last time she experienced it, she was on her own. So at this moment, she didn't know how to face the domineering Xiangyang. She could only lie on the bed like a puppet, her chest undulating with excitement. And he took her hand and slowly moved down "Well..." Finally, her huge long arc of reflection finally reflected, and made a blushing sound. Her face was deeply buried in his chest. Since that year, Xiangyang has been ascetic. After eight years of abstinence, what will it be like when we really liberate ourselves? Xiang Yang didn't know. Because that night he also took drugs, so the perception is not too much. At the moment, he has only one idea, that is to vent. Take it out on her. He let go of the desire that he had been banned for eight years. He completely ignores Feng Ziqing's shyness, forcefully pulls her out of his chest, and then makes a strong strategy. Listen to her voice from gentle to light, and then from light to urgent groan. Driven by his sophisticated skills, she presents a most comfortable posture, which is clamped by him. The bright light on her face is full of lures. People's red, tide, beautiful face, pain and enjoyment. Xiumei keeps frowning in, small beads of sweat slowly emerge, quickly soaking her hair. "I I can't support it any more... " I don't know how long he has occupied her. Although he has made her the most comfortable position, she can't help it. Instead of groaning, she becomes a suppressed scream. She tries to look back at him she likes and beg for mercy. He hooked her body and leaned in his arms. The perfect lip shape wriggled in her ear. "Don't you want to be my perfect lover? Now I beg for mercy, but I can't be my perfect lover. " "But I..." Feng Ziqing's eyes were full of water. Her arm, smooth as lotus root, caught Xiangyang's hand in turn. She leaned against his strong chest and breathed the intoxicating air. "What can I do if I can't support it?" If you can't support it, you don't like me. " He answered faintly. "No!" Fengziqing looked up at Xiangyang, holding his face in both hands, and said eagerly, "I like you. I like you the most. All the people in the world don't like you as much as I like you." "Oh..." Xiangyang smiles. At this moment, it's clearly the time of the most erotic, but his tone sounds stronger than erotic. His lips press on her ear and ask, "how to prove it?" Fengziqing asked, "is it true that no matter how you want it, I have to face you happily to prove that I love you?" "Yes." Xiangyang seduces the little woman in her arms, "you can't even support this kind of thing. How can you prove how much you like me?" "I..." There is a saying that all women in love are stupid. Fengziqing should be the one who is stupid. She listened to Xiangyang's words, and quickly turned to Xiangyang's body to pounce down, resolutely back, "if it is true, I can prove that as long as you like, I can." "Is it?" Xiangyang can't deny it. He rolled over on the big bed with her waist in his arms, and another fierce attack unfolded. In an instant, the whole guest room was full of fengziqing's irrepressible voice, which made people's mind ripple. However, no matter how fierce his offensive was, she cooperated with After more than ten minutes of hard work, Xiangyang suddenly stops and pulls fengziqing in her arms. She scolds, "fool." "Nonsense..." Fengziqing gasped and looked up at Xiangyang and retorted, "teacher, they all say I'm smart." Xiangyang, "..." "You, do you want enough?" Fengziqing's weak and boneless hand touched Xiangyang's face and asked expectantly. Xiang Yang repressed his heartache and spat out a word from his throat, "well." "Oh..." Listening to Xiangyang's reply, fengziqing smiles happily and leans heavily on Xiangyang's chest. Xiang Yang stretches her arms and makes her lie between her legs with her arms on her back. Fengziqing asked feebly, "am I your best lover?" "Well." Xiangyang returns a word. All tired, when hearing Xiangyang's answer is released, quickly, fengziqing mouth with a satisfied smile, small hand holding Xiangyang's right hand on his heart, slowly closed his eyes. Xiangyang's left hand, after fengziqing closed her eyes, caressed her forehead's hairline repeatedly. His eyes were full of other feelings that could not be repressed any more. "Old man..." Feng Ziqing suddenly opened her eyes to see Xiangyang. Just as she wanted to speak, she saw the extraordinary eyes in Xiangyang's eyes and stopped her words in amazement. Deep feelings, in her eyes opened that moment all disappeared, he gently asked, "hmm?"Feng Ziqing shook her head and closed her eyes again. What was she trying to say? It seems that I forgot. Just, when she closed her eyes, her lips and teeth were occupied by him again. She quickly relaxed the tight body, trying to cooperate with him, ready to rest for a moment of him for a new round of demand. However, she was ready, but he did not occupy her again as she thought. Instead, I was kissing her all the time. Kiss stop, stop kiss, kiss her heart is full of his mouth fragrance, kiss her all night in dizzy, intoxicated do not know the way back. She loves him kissing her. In the repeated kisses, fengziqing and Xiangyang fell asleep. In deep sleep, she was resting on his arm while he was holding her. Xiang Yang, "take a bath." "Then I'll wash it with you." Feng Ziqing said decisively. to Yang Tucao, "make complaints about your age." "I said I'm not young, haven't you verified it?" Fengziqing rubbed her chest against Xiangyang's back again and again, reminding her, "I'm 23 ~" Xiangyang, "..." After locking Xiangyang's waist for more than ten minutes, Feng Ziqing suddenly exclaimed, "husband, your waist is so thin!" "Husband?" Xiang Yang Leng for a while, looking back at Feng Ziqing and asking, "who wants you to call me that?" "Myself," said Feng Ziqing, "don't you forget that I said I wanted to live well and happily. I announced unilaterally last night that I am Xiangyang's wife and can accompany him to death. " "Did you send a circle of friends?" Xiang Yang asked in a hurry. Feng Ziqing said it. He remembered it. He remembered that her original words at that time were to send a circle of friends, and then unilaterally declared that she was his wife.
