“Good brother... um...kiss me...sister... it’s so hard... it’s hot...”

An Wen was hungry and thirsty African refugees, holding his dragon tightly, clutching his hair, half-naked delicately, dangling, rosy lips, kissing his face, spit out a seductive moan.

Beauty in the arms, warm and soft jade, the dragon's two-hour unexturable lust immediately inspired up, hands around the woman soft and plump, slightly smile: "Sister, you are so charming at this time, good wind."

If in normal times, An Wenxin must be angry at this, but at this time she has been lost in the mood, the big boy's thin and slightly humiliating words, such as arousal hot flow with a provocative voice into the ear, so that her heart is soft, hot.An Wenxin only felt an emptiness for a while, as if his heart had released something, longing for the big boy to hold himself in his arms and ravage.

“Hm...”

With a pampering cry of affection, Anwenxin abandoned shame, as the nesting bird jumped into the dragon's arms, and the cherry lips printed his lips eagerly.The emotional adult is terrible, especially the adult who has been widowed for many years, and the thirty-two-year-old An Wenxin is like a blaze, coveted and messy.After a while, the dragon was teased and the blood was boiling.

“Oh, no...”

The two men tugged at each other’s clothes like a firewood and touched each other.

The dragon kissed her delicate lips wildly, and the right hand rudely removed the woman's bra, holding a large and full force rub.Her left hand, she put her waist around her waist, and vigorously grasped the fat stockings ass.At this time, he has no skills, no half-gentleness, but with the most primitive ravages of the charming wind of women in his arms.

“Oh, yeah... oh...”

An Wenxin groaned violently, caressing the back of the dragon, and the sharp tip of the tongue responded wildly to the dragon's kiss.

The man's fierce action not only did not bring the slightest pain, but let her burning body more cheerful.

The tip of the tongue is like a hungry little fish, enthusiastically burrowing into the mouth of the dragon, greedy and entangled with each other's tongue.

Until the severe lack of oxygen, Tianlong fell in love with his lips and gasped: "Sister...your tongue is slippery... so sweet..."

Women's fragrant like a jade dew, sweet and delicious, evocative.

“Do you like it...”

An Wen Xin's eyes are like silk, the same rush of gasping, the ruddy cheeks are like the red xia of the evening, charming and attractive, bright.

The dragon said, “I like it...”

“Kiss me if you like!”

With that, An Wenxin once again rubbed his lips up and put his arm around the dragon’s neck, as if to embed him in his own body.The dragon is also infected by the woman's emotions, wildly catered, lips absorbing, and tangled in the tip of the tongue.

For a time, the man's gasp, the woman's groaning like a camoufcentade incessantly ringing in the ear.

“Well, my brother, my sister can’t stand it.”

With caressing and kissing, An Wenxin's body is getting hotter and hot, itching, the wall is emptied and hungry, a scorching honey can't be suppressed from the depths, An Wenxin feels like a fish exposed in the desert, and the endless burning heat is roasting his body with nowhere to hide.

“Brother... well... it’s so hard... itching...”

An Wenxin twisted like a snake, and the two full-bodied children rubbed the strong chest of the dragon, trying to ease the desire of the heart.

“Good sister, where’s the itch?”

Dragon pressed his own lust, with his lips to tease the woman's earlobe, the original toy of the son's hand has come to her legs, across the delicate smooth white stockings, in the light teasing, fingertips trembling, back and forth scraping, extremely provocative energy.

“Oh, it’s hard... it’s hard... it’s so hard...touching my sister...”

The garden was teased by the fingers, and An Wenxin felt more uncomfortable, the flexible fingers of the big boy were like small snakes swimming, the naughty thighs brought an unbearable itching, and the names that were difficult to talk about on weekdays were blurted out, and there was no a little astringent.With that, Anwenxin grabbed the big hand that was naughty sliding, placed it in the hot and moist secret garden, and said in his mouth: “Touch me...touch me...”

The two-hour fiery torment has made her completely lose the shame of the woman.

The dragon only felt that it was slippery, and the breath of wet and hot was thick.Full of a bloated bun, tightly held up to their own big hands.The middle finger and index finger are particularly soft, and countless wet and hot honey is flowing, which is the secret garden of women's hunger and thirst.

The dragon no longer hesitated, his fingers slid, gently touching through the already drenched white stockings.Then pull up and down, rub the friction, sometimes swing left and right, squeeze back and forth.When the woman's gasp became more and more intense, the dragon increased its strength, and the heavy caressed and the handiworked, straight to the peace, panting.

“Ah... ah... good brother...you’re getting your sister... so comfortable... oh... hemp... his sister is full... hemp all over...”

He was trembling and screaming with excitement.She completely underestimated the strength of the dragon, the five flexible fingers like a swimming little snake, with a seamless, unscrupulous.Thumbs extrusion, forefinger and ring finger caressing two pieces, the middle finger is stroked, from time to time through the stockings gently drill into the hole, it will attract a current-like stimulus.

For a time, all the sensitive belts on the top have been properly taken care of, and in the three-pronged, countless pleasures are like rushing waves, endless, never-ending, and An Wenxin is completely intoxicated in the superb skills of the dragon.

“Little bastard... well... how are you so... so powerful... ah... no... no... no... no... want... to come...”

An Wenxin shouted, and the voice gradually became hoarse and depressing, and the fat silk hips were towering, and they catered wildly to the fingers.Tianlong knew that she was fast, and then increased the power of caressing, fierce friction, and wanted to play, and the sound of water "nursing" sounded from the woman's point of the moment, which stimulated Anwenxin's hearing and made her more excited.

“Oh, oh!”

With the caresses, the accumulation finally reached the apex and blown violently in the body!

An Wen Xin looked up at his head, straightened his body, his mouth suddenly opened, and a scorching rush came out.With extreme pleasure, An Wenxin seemed to have his soul rushed out with honey.

“Well, very comfortable...”

After two consecutive convulsions, An Wenxin's body suddenly weakened, as if there was no strength, and it fell softly in the arms of the dragon.

At this time, her eyes were half-witted, her red lips were slightly open, and her eyebrows were full of spring.The snow-white nurse was left open on both sides, purple bras hanging on her arms, and two fullness of breaths undulating.

The short skirts were creaked around the waist, and the purple and white stockings were printed with a large wet marks, and spread rapidly, black grass and charming clear visible.What is more attractive is that the stockings and tight sticks on it show a moving fine seam.

The seductive groan and sexy carp make the dragon see the heart of the fire, the dragon excitedly buried in the woman, kisses it in the mysterious garden, and licks the stockings against the already wet.

“Ah...”

An Wenxin couldn't help but shout, unnaturally frozen, legs tightly clamped to the dragon's head.A wet and hot soft is tightly attached to the upper back and forth swing, licking up and down, a never-before-souling pleasure like a wave, so that her body has an instant reaction.

“Don’t... good brother... well... very dirty... don’t lick that... there...”

The dragon ignored it and continued to kiss the woman's petals.The intoxicating wet heat and the smell of incredulity lingered on the tip of his nose, irritating him.He could feel her trembling and excitement, and when the tip of the tongue touched the bulge, the woman’s groan would suddenly be high and her body tighten.When the tip of the tongue licked to the charm, she would relax, hold up to herself, and overflow from the depths of her throat.

After a while, An Wenxin was completely intoxicated, although it had just passed, but for six years she had suppressed her uncontrollable, like floating in the soft clouds, fluttering lightly, soaring up and down with the pleasure.

“Well... well...so comfortable... good brother... well licking... oh... sister again... and hemp again...”

Listening to the groaning of the delicate soul, the dragon bones are soft, and the pain is even harder.He put An Wenxinping on the ground, lying on it, and with it in six or nine positions, called out: "Good sister...you also lick me..."

An Wenxin squinted his eyes and looked at the strong and strong, heart-warming dance.The man's rich breath is around the tip of her nose, and from time to time, he touches his delicate face, bringing a hint of teasing and burning, so that she is panting and more exciting.Anwen was hungry and thirsty to hold, opened the cherry mouth, and a mouthful of it was contained.

With the arrival of the small mouth, the dragon spit out a turbid breath, pulled open the stockings, and pulled it off, which would be pushed aside to completely expose the charm.

Red, delicate, taut, stained with sweet honey, no mature woman ugly black, such as delicate flowers tender and charming.The two petals have completely bloomed, the pink slightly squirming, a drop of crystal honey spilled from the trembling hole, the unspeakable beauty and moving.

What a beautiful!

The dragon looked at the heart, the mouth was dry, and the excited kiss went up.The lips wrapped in the delicate petals, the tip of the tongue licked up and down along the moist gap, sometimes swinging back and forth, sometimes rotating and grinding, occasionally attacking the gently aroused, it will attract the trembling of Anwen's euphoria and the groaning of the soul.

“Oh!”

An Wenxin trembled and groaned, “... good brother...you licked well... so comfortable... oh...so beautiful... sister touched... electric... no force...”

Without the barrier of the stockings, the pleasure is more real.An Wenxin spit out excitedly, holding the head of the dragon tightly, and catering to it emotionally.The soft tip of the tongue, like a dexterous little snake, moved sensitively in the garden.A burst of electric shock-like pleasure like a ripple wave of waves poured into the heart, as if to melt the heart.

The sweet taste was so wonderful, as if to take her nine days away.

If the dragon is inspired, the tip of the tongue is enchanting, stirring and entangling, and pressing hard.When the soft tip of the tongue burrowed into the tease wall, the six-year-old An Wenxin was suddenly struck by lightning, high and his hands pressed tightly against the head of the dragon, and hissed: "Brother... good brother... don't... don't be so fierce..."