City Lady-Killer

There was still lightning and thunder outside the house, Yandu Mountain was still shrouded in the wind and rain, and there was a strange mist in the rainstorm of the wooden house. There was a strange fragrance inside and outside the wooden house. The mother and son in the wooden house were immersed in immersion. In the midst of passion, you can't extricate yourself.

The mucous membrane and the delicate muscles inside are constantly squirming on the young and thick of the dry son Tianlong. The hungry godmother’s martyrdom is so humid, and the dry son Tianlong is happy to call Huang Rongrong.

Hearing the embarrassment of the dry son Tianlong, this makes Huang Xiaorong have some morbid pleasure: his own body can still make such a young dry son Tianlong happy. This kind of thought is even more irritating. Huang Xiaorong is already blazing. Her muscles of the scorpion actually begin to shrink, and half of the conscious is half unconscious. And Huang Rongrong's natural nature is because the body incorporates the huge and instinctive reaction of the big boy, so that the dry son Tianlong feels excited and excited. He began to gasp and set the hot thing up in his **** and hungry martyrdom.

"Daddy."

The dry son Tianlong is almost in a hurry, and the speed has increased. This kind of rapid twitching can bring the greatest pleasure to the eager female official. Now, in the guidance of Huang Xiaorong, the officer who is twitching quickly is the official of his son Tianlong. He is so big that he almost can't support Huang Xiaorong's martyrdom. Great place.

Huang Rongrong only feels that the things of his son Tianlong in the martyrdom are hot and rising, and they are full of their own stuff. When the thick and sensitive mucous mucous membranes are smashed inside, their pleasure will continue to arise from below. Huang Rongrong gasped, and the voice inside the throat was made by every woman when she was naturally. Her hips were skillfully swaying, greeted with the quick piercing and presentation of her son Tianlong. Huang Rongrong's hands are in control of the solid son who can't live with his son, and caters to his son.

Huang Rongrong is breathing, breathing like a blue. The beautiful woman’s snoring in the ear of the dry son’s ear became the best. Huang Xiaorong felt that every time she was sent to the happy sly, she would send her son’s unconscious temperament. It’s tighter and harder, and this hard-boned thing makes Huang Rongrong feel more comfortable.

How good young is. What makes Huang Rongrong comfortable is not only the size of his son Tianlong, but he is not too small, but the hardship of his son Tianlong is beyond the reach of her husband Guo Liqing. It is a boy’s unique pride, just like a thick root. The wooden stick, no, should be like a huge stone that has been burned red, and this huge hot stone is now in the winding road of Huang Rongrong, tightly holding her wall of the ramp and swaying inside. . He is so suitable for Huang Rongrong. When she went deeper, she stuffed her squats so tightly, and she was smashed inside.

Huang Rongrong climbed his son Tianlong solidly, twisting happily under his strong body, like a fish, entangled with him. The sweaty smell of the dry son Tianlong has doubled the excitement of Huang Rongrong, and the dry son Tianlong’s impact on the softness of the beautiful woman, the strong belly. Huang Rongrong greeted him with every powerful impact and praised.

Huang Rongrong knows that her water is getting more and more, because she slowly hears the coming and going of her son Tianlong, and she will sound the embarrassing sound of water. When he was doing the work with Guo Liqing, they would be more excited by this strange sound of water, but now he is his own son in Huang Rongrong. The official of his son Tianlong actually made his embarrassing rumor out of this embarrassing water. Huang Rongrong's face was red, and shame made her close her eyes, but she couldn't stop the rhythm that kept ringing and seemed to be getting louder and louder. Especially when Huang Xiaorong was rushing to meet the dry son Tianlong, the voice was so clear.

And the sound of the water also stimulated the dragon. When he realized that the sound of the water was made by his godmother, he increased his movements, and the water sounded louder. It is.

Huang Rongrong’s face is blushing and she doesn’t know what it looks like. However, her pleasure was accompanied by the increased sound of water and the violent impact of her son, Tianlong, on the rapid rise. Huang Rongrong couldn't help but scream, not to cover up his own sound like a burst of water.

"Ah, ah...Dragon...ah..."

Huang Rongrong's voice is long and charming, which makes the dry son Tianlong feel unusual stimulation. While struggling to lift his thick, while calling for the godmother.

"Daddy mom... Mom, it’s so comfortable... Cicada..."

The call of the dry son Tianlong made Huang Xiaorong's heart shake, and the soul did not keep the house. The beautiful woman tilted her legs to the strong waist of her son Tianlong. His hands almost caught him, and the upper body was lifted up. Put the hot face tightly against the sweaty chest of the dry son Tianlong. As Huang Rongrong clamped her legs at his waist, she was completely open. The whole joy and excitement was completely exposed to the official of the son of Tianlong. The power of the dry son Tianlong was almost transferred into the martyrdom of the godmother. For a moment, Huang Rongrong felt that she was coming. She felt that her shackles were unconsciously tightening outside, but the depths of the martyrdom seemed to be suddenly open, and the mucous membranes that had been entangled in the dry son Tianlong suddenly became smoother and more Sensitive.

This made the son of Tianlong deep, when the fiery touch on the smooth wall of the martyrdom, Huang Rongrong's happiness is even worse. Moreover, she felt that her neck was floating, and she was swollen, and her son, Tianlong, hit the squeaky and numbness of the protruding part every time. A large amount of liquid accumulated in the back of the ramp, and some of them were taken out of the ramp when the dry son Tianlong was pulled out, but most of them thought that the front wall of the narrowed ramp was tightly packed with the dry son Tianlong. The accumulated liquid was slippery and hot, and after the deep penetration of the dry son Tianlong, it no longer sounded like it had just been, but it made a dull and more awkward voice inside Huang Rongrong's body.

Huang Rongrong knows that she is coming, because she is a son of Tianlong, and her own godmother is actually there. Huang Xiaorong feels shy, but she can't stop it. Moreover, she didn't want to stop it. The tightly bite of the dry son was getting hotter and tighter by the dragon's non-stop in and out of the friction. The tightening also made Tianlong feel more happy when he entered and exit. Huang Rongrong only felt his own. It is getting bigger and bigger, and then all the feelings of reading disappeared. It seems that the self is a swollen red, wet, and the dry son has become a huge one. When Huang Xiaorong feels that the road is tightened to the point of weakness. Go to clamp the dry son's hard time.

Cangling, the pleasure opened in the martyrdom of Huang Rongrong, she felt that she had been blown into thousands of pieces.

Huang Yurong's sacral cavity was released, but immediately, the sphincter in the sac was immediately tightened, and the younger son, Tianlong, was tightly held. The beautiful woman shuddered and hugged her own son Tianlong. Huang Rongrong actually cried out, so pure, so hearty, Huang Rongrong and her husband Guo Liqing have never experienced it together.

The more dry, the more Lin Tianlong feels that he feels a sour taste, and this huge pleasure can be quickly transmitted to all parts of the body. Reluctantly doing a few more, he found that it would not work like this, which will definitely make him before the second arrival of Ms. Rong Rong.

After playing for a few more times, he could feel the kind of hearty pleasure as if he had to start hitting him again. The martyrdom of the beautiful woman is too tight. He is afraid that he will be unable to control it any more, so he will simply pull out the hard one from the 婉 干 干 。 。.

"Hey," as he pulled away, he slammed straight on his little belly. He looked down and looked at it. As he pulled out, the close rumor of Cicada's mother was immediately closed by two big ones. Some of the depressions that had been inserted by him had begun to bounce back to the original high-pitched shape like the ball.

"Dragon..."

The beautiful woman seems to be still in some stupid state, feeling the emptiness in the martyrdom. She began to shout at him subconsciously, and she couldn’t help but twist her body. It seems to be extremely extreme for his sudden departure. Not satisfied.

"Come on, dry mom, let Longer change your posture and hurt you again."

He said that while climbing to the tablecloth, he had been standing on the ground for a long time, and the soles of his feet felt a little cold.

After going to the tablecloth, he took the cicada's thighs and pulled her to his side. The thin blankets and clothes on the tablecloth were laid down below, and they were all piled up by the body of Cang Rong's mother. . The beautiful woman seems to be somewhat uncontrollable. There is no intention of rebellion at all, and there are even some clevernesses who take the initiative to get him in front of him.

Lin Tianlong held the body of Ms. Rong Rong's mother, turned her carefully over, and then walked through her stomach and tried hard to lift her. As she was lifted up in her waist, the white snow was completely exposed to his eyelids.

Looking at the beautiful and slanting buttocks of Cicada's godmother, Lin Tianlong still feels as hard as the iron sticks. It feels a little bloated, and it shakes involuntarily at his beginning. It is like a small one. Bounce up and down like a stick.

He couldn't help but lean over and open his mouth and bite a bite on the buttocks of Cang Rong's mother. That kind of delicate taste really made him love some. As he bites, he still squats with his tongue on his back, and his mouth screams.

"Don't... Dragon doesn't bite there... Don't... ah..."

Tianlong’s move made Cang Rong’s mother feel ashamed and embarrassed. She pleaded with pleading in her mouth, but after just saying a few words, the kind of numbness and itching that was uploaded was stunned by the "ah".

After playing for a while, Lin Tianlong felt that his desire for fire seemed to start hitting his body again. He took back his tongue and straightened his waist and squatted behind the body of Cong Rong's dry mother. He pressed the two pieces of buttocks of Cistanche dry mother with his hands and gently made a sigh of relief. The two pieces were opened.

Just opened the buttocks, there is a faint suffocation from the two shares of Cang Ronggan. Looking down, Cang Rong's slender and tight Breguet stretched down to her side. The beautiful and beautiful hips are divided into two. Between the two pieces of the buttocks, the orange color is shrinking tightly because of the tension. It is very interesting to start the one-on-one with the resurgence of Cicada.

He sighed with a sigh of relief, and then some of the same eager hand held the waist of Ms. Rong Rong’s mother, holding it in one hand, slowly pointing it at the lower side of the crossing, carefully Go inside.

"Oh……"

Just got in, the familiar grip feels once again on his.

Lin Tianlong snorted and snorted, clenched his teeth and continued to rush. It’s hard to give birth to the second half to the path of Cong Rong’s godmother.

When he was plunged again, the whole body of Chuang Rong’s mother began to violently groan, and her mouth seemed to be a kind of joyful and painful jealousy, although because of his position, he I can't see the expression of Cang Rong's godmother, but he is absolutely sure that the beautiful woman must now close her eyes, her nose, her lower lip, and the whole cute look.

After a slowdown, Lin Tianlong once again violently pushed forward to the top, and the remaining one outside the 婉 干 干 干 也 也 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。. As he was so powerful, the two huge swaying hits in the shadow of the cockroach of the cockroach, and made a "squeaky" slap. Before he even had any reaction from Ms. Rong Rong, he took out some more time, and then it was another vigorous one. This cut was even heavier than the previous one, and it was more powerful. Even under the influence of inertia, it was all around to the surrounding of Rong Rong.

In this continuous play, Lin Tianlong found that it seems that the beautiful woman's mother-in-law's insertion of this abnormal position can give her a greater pleasure. The side position just now has made him feel the violent reaction of the beautiful woman.

The reason behind this is that the response of Ms. Rong Rong’s mother is obviously strong.

Didn't do it a few times, Lin Tianlong was keenly aware that the big and small of the beautiful woman's godmother were shrinking sharply. The original tight crossing was tightly biting his top and it was still relatively loose. The **** also began to have a tendency to squeeze into the middle. Putting him in it can be wrapped together.

Every time, he began to feel more difficult than before. But the unspeakable pleasure of ricin is more obvious and stronger than the previous one. From the uploaded smell of sourness, he couldn’t help but start screaming and calling. Accompanied by "噢...噢..."

The scream, he is also faster and desperately this beautiful woman.

While using it, Lin Tianlong also stretched out from the bottom with his hand, holding a clump of Chou Rong's mother, and he began to knelt on it. Because Chou Rong's mother is bent, she is just in a state of sagging. This posture puts her feelings bigger and more rounded than before, and feels better.

This double attack on the hand made Lin Tianlong start to be even more crazy. As the speed accelerated, the roar of Cang Rong's mother began to become a kind of joyous cry similar to crying. This in turn stimulated him even more, making his start more fierce. The heavy dryness of the following can almost completely run through the whole of the Cicada godmother.

As he became more and more plugged in, Cong Rong's mother had already stretched out in a stiff body. As Lin Tianlong deepened into the depths of her martyrdom, she felt that there was a large amount of non-stop secretion from the inner wall of her scorpion, and it burned him. As he squeezed back and forth, the sap that was originally translucent had been whitish. Like the bubble, he continued to overflow from the ramp as he pulled out.

While playing with Lin Tianlong, Lin Tianlong watched his own scene in the road of Cang Rong's mother. Because Cang Rong's martyrdom is too narrow, so her big is followed by passive attachment, and is constantly squeezed into the sluice. Every time, he can let these high and big drums that have been drummed because of congestion, and passively followed them into the martyrdom. It also made Cang Rong's mother-in-law, who was still bulging, like a squeezing squat, and a large piece of it was sag from the middle. And every time he pulls out, he can make two pieces of fat and big ones turn over together. Even the pinks on the inner wall of the 婉 干 干 干 。 can be brought out.

This kind of stimulating scene in front of him also inspired him. As soon as Lin Tianlong reached out and grabbed the two pieces of buttocks of the beautiful woman, he began to push her body with his rhythm to increase his strength. Because the pleasure on the face is a bit too strong, under the circumstance, the two pieces of Cistanche's buttocks have been completely unplugged on both sides, revealing the middle and the folds.

Cang Rong's mother is somewhat similar in color to her martyrdom; it is a pinkish pink and very beautiful in shape. The outer one of the circles has a regular pleated layer stacked in a circular shape. The narrow one in the middle is tightly surrounded, and the whole is like a small chrysanthemum with a slap in the face, so attractive.

Lin Tianlong couldn't help but continue, while gently opening the beautiful woman with two fingers, it may be because the martyrdom was really too comfortable to play with him. His unusual behavior did not get Cistanche. Any opposition from the godmother.

After the pleats wrapped around the outside, he found that the fresh pink inner walls seemed to be similar to those in the martyrdom. Not only did it look bright and unusual, but it was also slippery, tender and tender. .

Lin Tianlong couldn't help but put his finger into his mouth, put it wet and wet, glued a lot of saliva as a lubricant, and then carefully put it on the outer end of Cang Rong's mother. Just as hard, I felt 婉Rong Qianma’s sudden tightening, hard fingers squeezed out.

It may be that his movements are a bit too big, and the stupid beauty woman who is being made by him is also somewhat aware. Huang Rongrong continued to be uncomfortable and twisted his body, while screaming at his bold move: "Dragon hates it, don't... don't touch people, dirty... dirty..."

Lin Tianlong hurriedly spoke to the delicate and pretty Chuangrong godmother: "Nothing to do, mom is not too dirty, how can the dry mother's body be dirty? Listen to the dragon's words, Longer wants to let the devil do it. Mom is more comfortable..."

While saying that he continues to increase the speed and strength. It’s more than just a slap in the face of Cang Rong’s mother. After a while, he used his finger to gently massage on the edge of the woman, but this time he touched it, he was more gentle and more careful.

With Lin Tianlong's gentle move, Ms. Rong Rong seems to have acquiesced to her stimulation. As he paused, her full attention seemed to have been placed around the ramp. She began to sway back and forth, stalking the left and right along his rhythm, and a large number of them had flowed to him along their parts.

Lin Tianlong began to press on her for her index finger. As his strength increased, the muscles of the 蛤 干 干 干 干 干 也不 也不 也不 也不 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉 肌肉Drilled in. The front end of the finger was inserted into a finger section.

After stuffing his fingers into it, Lin Tianlong found that Cang Rong’s mother was quite similar to her martyrdom. It's all amazing on the mouth. Once in the future, I feel that it is actually relatively loose.

While he continued to use it, he also touched the creased guilt with his fingers, which made Cang Rong’s reaction more intense. With his strong and powerful deep insertion, he Rong Rong The inner wall of the whole scorpion was stimulated like a blooming flower to expand on both sides, and even the inside of the scorpion was opened a lot, so that his fingers also "flooded", almost inserted into the 婉蓉干妈At least half the length.

"Dragon... Dragon is bad, don't get there... acid... sour..."

Although Ms. Rong Rong said that she did not want to, but her body showed an unprecedented joy, her upper body "teng" up and raised her whole body and began to burst from the inside with a strong contraction. The tightness of the suction, the thrill of the ecstasy began to spur his body from the scorpion of Cicada.