City Lady-Killer

There is nothing in the **** stockings, but it is obviously not worn. The big boy's strong big hand is covered on the fat buttocks, and he is madly stroking. The open five fingers tried to wrap the fat buttocks, grab them hard, and sway back and forth. The fullness of the buttocks was like a dough, and they changed shape in the hands of the big boys.

Yang Meizhen squats and sways like a snake. The fat stockings sway from side to side, ups and downs, and spin out an exaggerated and sinuous arc, catering to the big boy's playfulness.

The **** dark red stockings are also writhing and rubbing against the big boy's legs.

Ok... good **** stunner! Usually look very dignified and elegant!

Liang Rukang only looked at it and was stunned. His eyes were sucked by the stone, and he stared closely at the fat red buttocks of the dark red stockings. It was as if the chicken blood was inflated in the crotch, and it seemed that the pants would be worn.

Su Nianci also looked at the swaying Yang Meizhen, who couldn’t believe that she was not ridiculous, cold and serious, but now she is as shameless as a prostitute.

"Tianlong... um... people... people are all numb... No... don't touch it." With caress, Yang Meizhen's body is getting hot and the skin is getting sensitive. The jade-like arms are holding the big boy tightly. He stroked his sturdy body, and the soft red lips were printed on the face of Tianlong as raindrops. The plump and smooth body also twitched at the same time, rubbing the big boy's strong chest with towering sons.

"Well... I can't stand it... don't touch it... oh... well... itchy..."

Yang Meizhen blushes like a red, double stunned like a mist of water, obsessively watching the dragon, ruddy little mouth slightly open, spit out hunger and thirst and ecstasy.

"Aunt, can't stand it so soon?"

Looking at Yang Meizhen's eyes full of spring, Tianlong laughed softly, and his hands gradually eased his strength.

"Well... I know that today you will hurt people... People know from the morning that you are coming soon...just..."

Yang Meizhen looked like a sly, and looked at him with a sorrowful grief. It seemed to be too shy.

Liang Rukang’s heart is very different. Only himself and his wife Su Nianci know that Tianlong is coming today. How does Yang Meizhen know? Oh, in all likelihood, Tianlong called her.

"What happened in the morning?"

Tianlong eyes smiled and asked.

"Just... that's it..."

Yang Meizhen took a moment and snorted. "Do you have to say that people are shameful?"

Tianlong smiled slightly, screaming at the woman's big, and jokingly said: "I think about my big from the morning, isn't it?"

"Hate it... humiliate people..."

Yang Meizhen screamed with a slap in the face, buried her face in the arms of a big boy, and dared not to look at him.

"Come on, let me see if you are not sexy."

Tianlong smiled and said: "I was caught by your aunt when I first entered the door. I haven't seen it yet."

"Death!"

Yang Meizhen smiled and smiled. He smiled white and took a few steps. He stepped on the ten-centimeter blue high heels and then turned around. He looked at him with a sly look and a little temptation.

Tianlong stood in the same place and stunned his throat. The beautiful woman is glamorous and charming, and she is full of glory.

The white fun nurse suit is divided into top and bottom.

The top is narrow and light, and the style is exaggerated. There are only a few pieces of fabric. The **** clavicle, shoulders and arms of the woman are exposed. Two thin fabrics wrapped tightly around the woman's towering breasts, and the whiteness was squeezed out of the deep. Through the translucent fabric, the whole looming, fascinating, especially the two already, clear prints show two swaying dots.

Jumping over the slightly slim, sturdy waist, an exaggerated arc is outlined by a white tight skirt with a fat and attractive fleshy hip. The short skirt is only fascinating, the skirt is stretched straight by the legs, reflecting the seductive darkness in the depths of the legs. Tianlong believes that as long as the woman lifts her legs slightly, she can see the secret garden that is not worn in the dark red stockings.

Under the short skirt is the beautiful leg of the dark red nylon stockings, the dim orange light is scattered, with a thin scratching luster. The thighs are plump and the calves are slender. At this time, they are beautifully crossed together. The two well-balanced stockings are perfect and sexy. Dark blue fish-mouth stiletto heels, decorated with delicate stockings and bare feet, revealing two fresh fruit-like toes, wrapped in dark red stockings, silently tempting the boy's lips and tongue.

Exaggerated color contrast, **** and sloppy dress, coupled with the red enamel and the blue glamorous, form an indescribable sway and charm, straightforward population, dry and wantful.

Looking at the obsessive sight of Tianlong, Yang Meizhen was so happy in his heart that he smiled at him and gracefully lifted the legs of the stockings and exchanged positions with his left leg. The movement was slow and graceful, and a dark red trajectory was drawn in the air, and the **** curves of the calves and the glamour of the stockings were revealed.

At this moment, the hem of the skirt also rose slightly, and the scenery between the women's legs was a glimpse, looming the exposed grass and fat in the dark red stockings. Then, the dark blue high heel of ten centimeters fell, and a clear sound was heard with the ground, and the two **** stockings legs were once again intertwined.

For a moment, the entire warehouse can be heard!

Liang Rukang squinted his eyes and screamed in his pants.

The son of Tianlong seems to have entered the magical, throat sobbing.

Both father and son are staring at the woman, deeply confused by her **** and fascinating.

"Dragon, people are not sexy?"

Yang Meizhen's red lips are slightly open, and her looks are sloppy and charming. The white teeth of the white teeth bite the rosy lower lip, and the dim orange lights are sprinkled, and the luster of the pink is fascinating.

Tianlong’s, if lost, the trousers are jacked up with a huge bulge.

Yang Meizhen snorted and twisted the full fleshy buttocks slowly and posted it on Tianlong. "Some people are not sexy..."

Yang Meizhen is dissatisfied with the spoiled, sweet voice almost makes the bones soft.

"aunt!"

Tianlong came back to God, and grabbed the stunner around him. The big hand covered her plump son, slamming hard and panting: "Mr. Auntie, you really took my soul away." How do you dress today?"

"You see the nurses at Kanghua Hospital every day. People want to wear nurse clothes, so... so people want to wear them for you. Just changed them in the bathroom... let you... um... make you happy..."

Yang Meizhen lay in the arms of the big boy, exhaled like a blue, with a short voice, softly asked: "Dragon, do you like people like this..."

"Like, like! You are really charming today, the clothes are very sexy, the blue high heels are also very debauchery, especially the dark red stockings..."

Tianlong fascinated the woman's legs full of fleshy stockings, loved it, finger light, rubbing back and forth, enjoying the unique delicateness and smoothness of nylon stockings.

"Red stockings...how..."

Yang Meizhen is as silky as she is, and she is trembling with a comfortable body. She can’t help but squirm her body.

Tianlong bit her ear, dumb voice: "Let me want to marry your stockings!"

"Ok…"

The boy's rude and sloppy words, such as a current flowing along the ears, the whole body!

Yang Meizhen’s heart trembled, and an unspeakable excitement spread throughout the body. She fiercely clamped the legs of the stockings, and a hot spring could not be suppressed from the depths, making her muddy and muddy.

Noticing her body's changes, Tianlong's hands slid upwards and her fingers hit the wet and sensitive garden.

"Well…"

Yang Meizhen hit a stun, his neck slammed back, and the conditional reflexive thighs gripped the big boy's evil palm.

"Aunt, it's so wet."

Tianlong laughed softly, only to feel a moist, gently greasy honey juice not only wet the stockings, but also on the thighs.

Yang Meizhen blushes and swears: "Also...not you got it...calling people from the morning...just sandwiching...oh...um..."

When I heard this, Liang Rukang Su Nianci was taken aback, she... her still caught! It’s been a few hours since I started calling in the morning. This...this is too swaying...

"I let you sandwich you?"

Tianlong laughed softly, his palms covered with damp heat and tenderness, and the slender fingers were softly agitated and rubbed against the soft petals. From time to time, the fingertips were used to penetrate the stockings to stimulate the sensitive ones.

"Well...oh...Dragon..."

Yang Meizhen’s cockroaches suddenly became bigger, and the strong stimuli, such as the endless waves, surged up and made her body paralyzed in an instant.

"is not it?"

"Well... um... I only listen to you... you let... let me clip... ah... I will clip..."

The evil color in the eyes of Tianlong is more intense, and smiles: "What about your husband?"

"You... you are my husband..."

Yang Meizhen softly leaned on the big boy's arms, panting quickly, swaying to meet the big boy's fingers, shamelessly saying the sound of the waves, "Oh...oh...good...comfortable..."

Liang Rukang couldn't stand it anymore. This Mrs. Yang Meizhen was too waved. The voice of the innocent voice shocked Liang Rukang. He grabbed his wife, Su Nianci's white hand, and put it on his crotch, rubbing his own big.

"Is it flowing?"

"Well... from the morning... I started running in the morning... Oh... so uncomfortable..."

"Why is the water flowing..."

Tianlong sucked the woman's crystal earrings, and the left hand picked up the thin cloth on the chest of the beautiful woman, and the fingers lightly teased the woman's crimson compactness.

"Because... um... because it's very... very comfortable...so...so it's wet..."

Yang Meizhen has her eyes closed and her spring is full.

"Where is it wet?"

"small……"

Tianlong said hard: "Yes!"

"Yes... is... good wet..."

Yang Meizhen is blushing, and the delicate screams are like mosquitoes.

"where is it?"

"In...in..."

Business Trading itch? Do not want it?

The words of the beautiful woman made Tianlong excited, and a psychological conquering sensation rushed into her heart, and her fingers pressed harder against the soft petals of the woman.

The sound of "Zizizi" lingers in the ear, and the thrill of numbness floods into the whole body. Yang Meizhen is more than a breath, panting. Gradually, the pleasure in the beginning began to fade, an unbearable itching and emptiness flooded in the depths, gradually spreading to the entire greenhouse, and the uncontrollable stream of honey juice kept flowing outward.

"Dragon... um... good... itchy... oh... itchy..."