Advance Bravely

Seeing the softening eyes of Yuan, Xia Yaoyuan thought that he would stop here. As a result, the next second was picked up, and the elastic buttocks lingered on Yuan’s lower abdomen. The sensitive **** was maliciously harassed by the messy hair underneath.

"Return? You are enough..."

Yuan Zeng will hug Xia Yao tightly in his arms, and the two thighs that are entrenched under Xia Yao are pressed against Xia Yao’s legs. The calf caught the leg of Xia Yao and stretched to the sides maliciously. Until the distance between the legs is large enough, the middle part is sufficiently straightforward to stop.

Xia Yao is angry and angry. "Can't you not play this one?"

"I like to see you ashamed." Yuan said, looking at Xia Yao's neck.

Xia Yaotong blushes to the left and hides right, and the dark voice is abnormal.

Yuan Lian hooped Xia Yao's chest and started his hand. He walked up the smooth and white skin, and touched the most itchy parts. Finally, I swam to the inner side of the thigh, and I was eager to rub in the roots of the thigh. The rough lines of the palms repeatedly covered the most sensitive areas of Xia Yao. Xia Yao made an unbearable snoring sound, and reached out to hold Yuan’s wrist, but he walked with him.

"Itchy?" Yuan Li asked deliberately.

Xia Yaomei’s painful color appeared in his tone, with the accusation and the desire for mercy, "Itching is dead..."

As a result, Yuan Long not only confessed his hand, but changed from a touch to a fingertip. Three fingers gently swayed inside Xia Yao's thigh, from the knee to the perineal area, and then slowly and grindly turned back. Xia Yao was stunned by the waist and trembled. He struggled to smash the "weeds" under his body and was even more tempted to burn.

"No... itchy... can't stand it..."

Yuan Zhongyu kissed Xia Yao’s cheek and ear, and asked, "Which can’t stand it?"

"Do you still ask?" Xia Yao's entire face burned.

Yuan Li deliberately made a bad, "I want to know."

Xia Yao slammed the word for a long time.

"You are the second!"

Yuan Lian was teased by Xia Yao. He no longer made him feel anxious. The big hand grabbed Xia Yao’s little second master, the other hand squeezed his nipple, and the **** moved at the same time. In an instant, the heat wave of the group will come and wait for a long time of Xia Yao to ignite instantly. Such a posture, let him have a misplaced shame, just like his own masturbation, but his hand was replaced by Yuan Lian.

"Do you play like this every night?" Yuan Lie instantly poked the summer Yao burst.

Xia Yao burst into red face and panted and said: "You roll..."

"When is the performance in front of me, let Laozi see how you are carrying me?"

"What are you doing?" Ah... don't pinch..."

As Xia Yao's shackles twisted, Yuan Li's underneath was hot as a soldering iron, and he raised Xia Yao's body up. In this way, the hidden giants are smashed out, and Xia Yao's little monsters are in tandem, and are listed in the sight of the two. The male arrogance instantly rises in the room, and a primitive wildness that is irrelevant to gender breaks through the taboos.

Yuan Zong took Xia Yao's hand to the bottom and forced him to hold his giant root. This is the first time that Xia Yao has gripped a man's mature genitals. The giants in his hands are thick and powerful, and the hardness is horrible. Xia Yao can't help but think, what kind of best B can match the king of such a gun? Just thinking, Yuan Zhongyi took the hand of Xia Yao on the gun king.

"I do not……"

Xia Yao gave this kind of thing to men for the first time. It is normal to feel that humiliation is unacceptable.

After Yuan Zong’s life root touched Xia Yao’s touch, he wanted to burn his eyebrows, and he was destined to have no room for resistance. He moved the hand that controlled Xia Yao with one hand, and one hand moved on the work of Xia Yao, maintaining the same speed and rhythm. After all, Xia Yao is younger than Yuan Lian, and he is just as bloody, and his control is not so strong. During the period, he has to shoot several times, and he has been stopped by Yuan Lian’s slowing down rhythm.

"Uh-huh... I want to shoot..." Xia Yao made a cry with a cry.

Yuan Lian’s soothing kiss on Xia Yao’s mouth, a hot hot air passed to Xia Yao’s mouth.

"Some things don't have to be clear, how can you feel comfortable in your heart, I don't force you, don't let me go. I have never seen anyone in my life, but I was really afraid of the attitude of you."

Xia Yao’s heart was inexplicably hot, and the tongue that had been entangled in his mouth was suddenly turned back to Yuan Lian’s mouth. The first true response made Yuan Zongren's bloody, the waist unsteadily moving upwards, and the inflated giants rubbed from Xia Yao's hip joints from time to time. Xia Yao’s buttocks were bumping, and the itching caused by the rear friction and the current at the front end converge into a single burst.

"Ah... don't... oh..."

Both sides are unanimous.

Xia Yao trembled for a while before he rolled down from Yuan Zong's body. The force was generally slammed on the sheets, and the buttocks were adorned with sweat. Fortunately, Yuan Lian took his eyes off in time, otherwise he saw that the scene had to fire again.

Just in the gap between the two people's gentle breathing, Xiamu came over and knocked on the door.

"Son, what do you want to sleep in the big night?"

Xia Yao quickly pulled the quilt and sealed him and Yuan.

I couldn’t see my fingers in the bed and I could only hear the other’s gasping.

After a long time, Xiamu’s footsteps gradually drifted away, and Xia Yao sighed with relief, but did not get out of the bed.

"Hey, ask you something!" Xia Yao said.

"You said."

"Are you at the office? I think your business is very skilled!"

Yuan faintly said: "To deal with you, the level of the two knives is enough."

"Fuck!"

Xia Yao instantly took the quilt that was covered in Yuan Zong's body and wrapped it around him. He rolled aside and let Yuan hang naked. After a while, Yuan Lian had not moved, Xia Yao could not hold his breath, and asked a sentence with a savior: "Is it cold?"

Yuan Lian is not cold at all, but in order to let Xia Yao have a kind of psychological satisfaction, it is still a sigh.

Xia Yao snorted. "If you want to be a quilt, you have to promise me a condition."

"Let's talk."

Xia Yao said: "This time, don't talk to others!"

Yuan Zhongdu nodded and agreed.

"The Lord will reward you with a horn."

After talking about the side of the quilt to Yuan Li, I never thought about why he stayed here for the night, so he closed his eyes so sloppyly. I don't know if I am worried that Xia will come in. Xia Yao’s sleep is very unreliable. After more than two hours, I opened my eyes and Yuan’s face was clearly enlarged in front of her eyes.

Xia Yao suddenly remembered that he was drunk on the night of the night, Yuan Zong took him home, when he was lying in bed, stumbled and felt his own mouth licking something. Thinking about it, Xia Yao’s gaze swept away on Yuan’s ear. At that time, he was so heavy that he didn’t know how to stay? The room was dark, and Xia Yao couldn't see it clearly. He gently raised his arm and went to see Yuan Yuan's ear.

Yuan Lian opened his eyes slightly, and above the line of sight was Xia Yaoying's handsome cheeks. The white-skinned people looked clearer and clearer in the dark, and the slight fluff on his face could be seen clearly. Who can see such a face in the middle of the night? What's more, it is also a hot sigh in the ear. Isn't this naked seduce?

Therefore, Xia Yao made himself feel refreshed in the middle of the night.