City Lady-Killer

"I won't go."

Tianlong glared at her trembling body and kissed her forehead.

Feeling the tenderness of the big boy, Yang Meizhen was more excited, and the cells seemed to be flashing. She touched the boy's face in a random way, and the burning lips, like the dense raindrops, kissed the big boy crazy, seeming to melt him into the body. Yang Meizhen yelled indiscriminately, "Don't leave me...Dragon...I am yours...I am yours...I only belong to you..."

She knows that he is the light! Lost him, she will have nothing, into an eternal and cold darkness, desperate and lonely!

The corner of the dragon's mouth overflowed with a smile of evil, and the performance of the woman's madness gave him a sense of accomplishment that could not be said.

It’s so wonderful to play with people’s emotions and play them between applause.

He can't wait to insult her!

Tianlong put the candle on the counter on the side, responded fiercely to the beautiful kiss of the beautiful woman, and touched the full, pink backs, slender waist, and finally fell on the fat buttocks, frantically grasping. Take, force the shackles.

"Well...Dragon...Touch me...Dragon...Hey...I love you...I love you..."

Yang Meizhen squats like a nightmare, her lips are printed on the lips of the big boy again, and she **** hard, and the tip of her tongue can't wait to drill out. She penetrates into the other's mouth and tangles with the big boy's big tongue, and **** him wildly. Saliva in the mouth.

Tianlong rudely picked up Yang Meizhen's short skirt, his hands quickly covered up, five fingers big, hard and sturdy. The buttocks are sometimes deep, sometimes twisted, and sometimes swaying to the two sides. The fat and elastic touch of the fleshy buttocks is incomprehensible under the soft and delicate texture of the stockings.

"Well... oh... force... smash me... smash me..."

Yang Meizhen has lost her emotions and is crazy. The rough and almost insulting play of the big boy not only did not make her feel uncomfortable, but also inspired her heart to burn. Her body is like a dancing snake, frantically twisting, soft **** rubbing against the big boy's chest, **** stockings legs teasing the big boy already. She has turned into a burning fire, sizzling the beastly desire of the big boy.

The woman’s screaming makes Tianlong’s desire skyrocket, a wild wild horse running in the heart like a galloping horse. He pushes the woman away and shouts: “Sell the goods, give me a kneeling!”

Yang Meizhen stunned and glared at the thick spring, and slammed it down. The four limbs landed in front of the big boy in a very humiliating posture.

The huge buttocks are round and plump, and the dark red stockings are tightly wrapped around the full fleshy buttocks. The two hips that are not covered are exposed. In this position, the fat buttocks are very plump, and it seems that the **** of the stockings is broken out, which looks tempting and touching.

Tianlong obsessed with the beauty of the woman, fascinated and stroked two full-length hip flaps, feeling its soft and silky touch. Then he gradually increased his strength, his hands were wildly grasped, the rough cockroaches, the fingers of the fingers were deeply trapped, and the unruly kneading of the stockings of the stockings.

"Dragon... um... oh... good... so painful... so cool..."

Yang Meizhen looks like a spring, excited. The rough movement made her pleasure more intense. She could clearly feel that her hips were like dough, and they changed into various shapes in the hands of big boys. The hands are so hot, so overbearing, as if to crush and smash your own.

The hot hands burned her skin, and the next second turned into a blazing pleasure.

"Don't move! Give me a high point!"

The sound of "啪" was crisp, and the fiery slap was struck **** the twisted buttocks, leaving a pink mark.

"what…"

The sensation of numbness and a little pain stimulated the sensitivity. Yang Meizhen couldn’t help but scream, and with the strong slap in the depths, there was a burning honey juice.

Looking at the beautiful and cheerful expression of the beautiful woman, a beast wants to stir up the heart, and Tianlong raises his palm and slaps it to her huge buttocks.

Yang Meizhen's eyebrows are slightly sloppy, her body is hot like a fire, her white skin is magnificent pink, and the delicate sweat oozes out of the body, and the trembling sputum appears to be more and more turbulent.

"like or not?"

The cold face of Tianlong evokes a smug smile, his hands clenching the soft flesh of his buttocks, and the index finger is deeply immersed in the buttocks. The eyes of the evil charm are staring at the charming face of Yang Meizhen in the mirror.

The intention of shame was seen by the big boy, and Yang Meizhen was ashamed of it, and he lowered his head slightly.

"Snapped!"

"Well..."

Tianlong’s slaps again, and the strength is better than just now. The burning of the pain is accompanied by a strong sense of shame as the tide, and Yang Meizhen’s pale camouflage is instantly transformed into a seductive encounter.

"Say, do you like being beaten?"

Tianlong violently played with the woman's buttocks, and the tone was tough and overbearing. At this time, he seemed to have changed a person. The previous gentleman had disappeared and replaced by the beast.

Yang Meizhen was played with a soft, weak trembling, and the hips swayed with the thick palm of the big boy. It seemed to be escaping and escaping. The screaming scorpion smashed from the mouth, but there was no rebuttal.

"Say it!"

The bright snoring sounded again, and the woman's buttocks shrank back and forth, and a bright red slap was printed on the buttocks.

"Yes... I... I like to be beaten... every time you hit me... ah... I am fine... so excited..."

Yang Meizhen can no longer stand it, and swaying the stockings. In the mirror, her original cold and charming face was only fiery.

She is obsessed with this rude embarrassment, obsessed with the demands of the big boy's overbearing, obsessed with the pleasure of the current-like touch through the soul. But she is more obsessed with the tone of the big boy's command, the wild cockroach, which gives her a pleasure to be conquered and possessed by the big boy. Every time she was humiliated by the dragon, she felt an inexplicable stimulus, like taking **** and being excited.

"Mr. Auntie, I’m going to swing you up!”

With the command of the big boy, Yang Meizhen was like a submissive kneeling on the ground, her waist bent downwards, with a strong sense of shame and excitement, she lifted the suffocating stockings and beautiful buttocks, with an incomparable The shameful posture is presented under the scorching sight of the big boy.

Dark red stockings, black, licking honey...

"If you don't wear it, you will seduce the man! Kill you this stock!"

Tianlong screamed at the woman while screaming at her. The palms fell one after another, without mercy. The bright colors on the woman's buttocks seduce his sight like a curse, and the perverted violently burns in his heart.

"Ah...ah...Dragon...well...well comfortable...oh...well...well cool..."

Yang Meizhen tried her best, her brow stretched and delicate, and her face was rosy and charming under the candlelight, swaying the thick spring, and swaying the dark red stockings.

The sound of "啪" continued, and the fullness of the buttocks trembled under the slap of the palms. The white buttocks were already red, and the colors were more vivid than the red stockings. The red handprint is like a withered petals, scattered on the enchanting snow, beautiful and sultry.

"!cheap!"

"Ah... ah... okay um... I am dumping goods... I am... forceful... hit me hard... oh... smashing Aunt Jane... ah... um... well... so comfortable..."

Yang Meizhen swayed in midair, and the violent slaps made her the feeling of being abused more and more high.

She feels like a disobedient mare, being rudely tempted by her master. This feeling is strong and shameful, accompanied by intoxicating numbness and burning pain like the waves, making her crazy.

"are you?"

"Yes, I am…"

“Is it a stock?”

"I am dumping goods...ah... I like it... I like being beaten...oh..."

"Please, beat me!"

"Husband... hit me hard..."

"Selling goods, I am not your husband, you are a jealous man!"

"Snapped!"

The palm of the hand was madly screaming, watching the swaying beauty of the beautiful buttocks in front of the eyes, Tianlong excited eyes red, panting, the evil in the heart got a huge satisfaction.

"Ah... I am awkward... I am stealing a man... um... I am a woman who is swaying..."

Yang Meizhen's face is red, hair fluttering, frantic swing, crazy yelling, "Dragon, hit me hard... um... I like being beaten... hi... like being bullied by you... oh... so cool... so exciting... take me Beat it..."

"!cheap!"

Tianlong screamed loudly and violently smacked the stockings and hips. The sound of "啪" was loud and violent, like the horn of the battle, echoing in the dim warehouse.

Liang Rukang has already stunned and looked at the scene in front of him with a stunned look. All this has exceeded his imagination. He can't believe that Yang Meizhen is so embarrassed, so waves, and being beaten like a dragon is so refreshing. The average woman has long been crying when she meets this situation, but the fierce snoring and intoxicating look are all telling the joy and excitement in her heart. Liang Rukang once again stood up again.

Yang Meizhen...How is Yang Meizhen...how is this so...um...but...but it’s so exciting...good... itchy...

Su Nianci’s face was blushing and he was panting. Yang Meizhen's screaming and Tianlong's screams resounded fiercely, stimulating her thriving, whispering tingling in the garden, allowing her to put her hand into the skirt.

"Strong... ah... hit me hard... um... well... so irritating... so comfortable... oh... no... no... I want... I’m here... I want it...”

The harsh sound is endless, and the shame and pleasure of insults stir in the body. The burning pain is intertwined with the current-like pleasure, creating an unprecedented special pleasure that madly impacts the nerves of the body. Yang Meizhen's eyes are closed and full of intoxication. Like a prostitute, she twists her stockings and hips, crazy, and the wonderful excitement has made her forget everything.

She is no longer a glamorous woman, nor is it the wife of Robinchu, nor is she the mother of a child. Now she is just a sinking, a dominating mother, waiting for redemption!

The speed of the excitement of Tianlong, the palms of the palms, such as dense raindrops, are coming down one after another. Yang Meizhen’s more and more swaying, “ah... um... oh me... oh me... I’m coming... oh... um... I’m coming... I’m gonna...”