City Lady-Killer

Listening to the grief of Meng Xinru’s throat, looking at her bloated face, a pair of tearful eyes stared at herself with pity, and Lin Tianlong’s chest was hot and sexual. He stood up, his legs crossed her neck, grabbed her back, and then it was like a gust of wind until her body became soft and the big eyes began to fade.

"啵", Lin Tianlong pulled out, slightly stained with a little blood, perhaps too intense, so that her teeth accidentally bite the tongue.

Meng Xinru succumbed to the ground, violently vomiting, a group of saliva squatting from his mouth, a pair of plump, white and dyed crystal clear. After coughing for a long time, she raised her face and hated her voice: "Little bad guy, you want to die, you want someone! You see, people's little mouths let you break through."

Said on the mouth, but the eyes repeatedly sneaked into the juice, Meng Xinru is somewhat afraid, and would like to experience the feeling of sudden death again. Just the kind of suffocation that was about to shock the past, although it made her head sore like a needle, but the heart is extremely excited, the pores of the body seem to be stretched out, and the feeling of a stock is more sensitive. The more intense it comes from.

Lin Tianlong is also somewhat puzzled, even if the beautiful woman can afford it, she can't stand herself so much or even close to tyranny! Why are you looking forward to seeing it again now? Is she a woman with a tendency to abuse?

Lin Tianlong sat down again, shaking his toes, drilling into her, rubbing the wet mess, and asked with a smile: "Mrs. Luo, still want me to smash your mouth like I just did?" ”

Meng Xinru Jiao body shocked, breathing suddenly rushed up, her red tide looked at the toes in the constantly flexing, the nose "hmm" is not a word.

Lin Tianlong separated with his toes, and the big toe of his thumb slid obliquely and slanted along the smooth wall. The path inside the mouth said: "Mrs. Luo, the taste in your mouth is really cool. If you are not afraid of taking you, I really want to put your mouth in the air."

"Little bad guy, stinky boy, you are too embarrassed, oh, people let you play so much, you, ah oh oh, you still want to insert a small mouth, you, you are overbearing, ah don't always wear it! Oh"

Meng Xinru fell softly backwards, and her legs were wide-angled. She grabbed the edge with one hand and pulled it to the other side, revealing a pale pink color, which facilitated his deeper entry; the other hand gently stroked Get your own.

"Mrs. Luo, who makes you so! I ask you, when you mouth, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Tianlong saw her wave, and her thighs began to stretch and flex her toes with her toes.

"Oh, people, people are cut off by you, and you can think about it, ah, deeper, oh yes, right, hard, ah, people only think that even if you are, ah people are willing." Don't, don't just use your toes, people, oh, people want your big, ah don't look at people!"

Seeing Lin Tianlong's sinful laughter, Meng Xinru couldn't help but close her eyes, but that kind of eyes made her sore and sore, and she couldn't bear to close her eyes, and could not help but secretly open it.

"Mrs. Luo still knows shyness! Haha! Come and mum, my husband."

Lin Tianlong looked at her shy body and twisted, and the two rattles shook like it, and she couldn’t help but play the idea of ​​a gun.

Meng Xinru climbed up, and some did not dare to look at him. She lowered her head and grabbed her two groups of bulging balls, which would be clamped in the middle and slowly rubbed up and down. A thick black behemoth stands in the snow, and the blue veins are everywhere, and the anger is booming.

Meng Xinru looked more and more happy, his tongue unconsciously stretched out, and he went to the shackles, and his heart became more and more excited. Sometimes he was dancing with his hands, and he would take photos of him, sometimes his hands would move quickly, rubbing heavily, and sometimes using double breasts. Hold the stem tightly, the lips are tight and red and bright, and quickly swallow up and down.

The two groups of white women are as soft and smooth as the skin of the newborn baby. They are also lubricated with fragrant sweat. The sensitive one has no feeling of stagnation. Instead, it has a cool silky feeling. At the end, Lin Tianlong almost spurred out.

Lin Tianlong looked down at the singer who was once a beautiful and beautiful appearance, but he was a beautiful and beautiful woman. His hair was messy and his face was faint. He still looked at the pair of tender snow and milk, and his body stretched for himself. . His eyes came into contact with her, and she quickly lowered her head. The smart eye was shyly shouting at him, and sometimes looked at him with sorrow, as if telling the grievances in her heart, why blame him? Do not give her comfort.

“Xin Ruzhen, what should we do next?”

Lin Tianlong lifted Meng Xinru's chin, and his thumb touched her delicate skin.

"Little bad guys, what do you want, people, people are yours!"

Meng Xinru earned a little and looked down in shame.

"By me! Really everything is up to me?"

Lin Tianlong just likes to look at her shy and sly look, her thumb swiping to her mouth and gently stroking the thin lips.

"Hey! Little bad guys, got cheap and sold, except for those who didn't get him, didn't do it for his husband Lao Luo, and asked him, really."

Meng Xinru’s heart was grotesque, his mouth was slightly open, and he bit his finger.

"Xin Ru, I wanted to feed your little for Uncle Luo, but you didn't say anything, so I didn't know if it should be you, you talked! Don't want me?"

Lin Tianlong’s other hand stretched out to Meng Xinru’s, and his fingers picked up the cherry blossoms, and he turned back and forth faster and faster.

"The lack of devils, the little bad guys, you all let you play like this, but also what people say! Ah people are itchy, come to people!"

Meng Xinru spit out his fingers, his eyes squinting at him, and the rippling eyes reveal the indescribable spring.

"But you still wear it!"

Lin Tianlong pointed out that she was soaked and pointed to her own.

"Hate! Which clothes are not taken off by you, not the last one."

After Meng Xinru stunned him with a glance, he stood up and stood up, pinching the edge, bending his knees forward, and tilting back, ready to remove the last cover.

"Xinru, you are so big! Slow down, know the girl! Well, like a girl like a steel pipe, it’s big, yes, yes, that’s it."

Lin Tianlong directed her to undress, and she did not forget to pick up the phone to take pictures of this fascinating nosebleed.

In front of the mobile phone camera, Meng Xinru is even more excited. She mimicked the action of the stripper and twisted her waist while slowly fading from her hips.

The bright yellow is dyed and glued into two sides, and the sides are covered with a deep. Pink small folds climbed on both sides. Without bending, some white sticky liquid flows out from the inside, which looks like a baby's mouth that has just been drunk, and the powder is tooted and sparkling.

Meng Xinru will turn lightly away from the faded position, slowly bending down, tilting up towards the phone camera, swinging left and right, showing the richness and whiteness. After that, she rolled away and turned around, her eyes staring at the phone camera, swaying her chest sensationally.

"Give you, not only is it yours, I am also yours."

The slender calf was gracefully lifted up alternately, and Meng Xinru would hold it in his hand, giggling and gently throwing it away to Lin Tianlong.

Being caught in the hand, warm, and faintly exudes a body odor, Lin Tianlong could not help but put it to the nose, sniffing deeply.

This big boy is not only physically strong, but also very sentimental. Seeing that he is so eager to sniff his own, and not forgetting to look at himself with smirk, Meng Xinru only feels that the atrium is warm and crisp, she It’s almost going to be stunned by the taste of happiness.

"Little bad guys, is it so good? Giggle! Come on! Then shoot."

Meng Xinru, who once studied peacock dance during the singing of actors in the provincial capital, danced against Lin Tianlong. The white arm slowly lifted over the top of the head, and the palms gradually became together. Then the slender wrists suddenly shook, and the purple crystal bead chain on the wrist "clammed" a series of slamming crashes. The sound is getting denser and denser, the subtle movements of the wrist are more and more elusive, and the fingers are twisted into various shapes with a strange rhythm.

Suddenly, she twitched and slowly raised her face. She had a crisp chest. Her hips were slightly tilted, her knees bent slightly, her arms slowly separated, and her fingers bounced in the shape of a bird's head. Suddenly, she moved again, her body writhing rapidly, and the beautiful posture was like a peacock dancing wildly.

Gradually, the dance slowed down, she put one hand on the white, the other hand smeared the pink, hands with the lightly twisted waist, slowly groaning, eyes frequently slammed into the phone camera. There was a soft whisper in his mouth.

"When you call the name of Director Luo, let me see your little one!"

Lin Tianlong put his mobile phone on the coffee table in front of the thank you, hurriedly pressed the automatic shooting button, and then grabbed his own fast.

The strong sensory stimulation made him no longer able to control the stirring mood. He only waited for Meng Xinru to tell her husband's name, and then enjoyed her.

Meng Xinru is also the same, naked in front of the man dancing dance, doing the usual thoughts that I dare not think about it, she is so excited that she can't help but the name of the cowardly Robin is not what she means, it just means A means of flirting. She shook her hands and opened her mouth, revealing a deep, red-necked hole in her eyes. She looked directly at Lin Tianlong’s eyes, muttering the name of her husband Robin’s mouth, and her voice grew louder and louder. Shouted out.

Suddenly, Lin Tianlong’s pride and satisfaction reached the extreme. He was so excited that the porphyrin gasped and his chest violently undulating, and the huge one was exaggerated and swelled to an unprecedented size. With a sigh, he grabbed Meng Xinru's fragrant shoulder and slammed her down on the desk. After grabbing a few of her soft, she grabbed her ankle and divided a pair of slender, fair-legged legs. A straight word.

"Ah Lao Luo! Where are you! Ben, your wife was stunned by him, oh, you will not come again, he will be your wife,"

Meng Xinru's face was flushed, his eyes were diffused, and his husband's name was called in the nightmare. He spit in his mouth.