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At this moment, Leng Chan'er's honey pot soaked and dyed her underwear into a long white line. Ximen Qing's middle finger was wet. Leng Chan'er slowly opened her legs and hands tightly wrapped around Ximen Qing's neck, swaying, and moving her waist, twisting her whole body wildly...

With her buttocks shaking, a "rustling" sound was made on the beach. The girl suddenly attacked by Ximen Qing's middle finger. Leng Chan'er felt a different stimulation. Her waist twisted like a kitten, with the illusion that the lower half of her body had dissolved, attacking her head, and her whole body became a sensation at this moment. All her delicate skin, with just a gentle touch, immediately reached an orgasm, and extremely excited state...

At this moment, Ximen Qing suddenly turned around and squatted on the beach, looking at the cold cicada near him, and said heavily: "Cicada, I want you!"

"Well..." Leng Chan'er nodded slightly, then closed her eyes, waiting for the most wonderful moment in life!

Ximen Qing pulled back his big hand, folded his pants and placed it on the beach, picked up Leng Chan'er and sat on it, then gasped and took off Leng Chan'er's shoes, and threw them away casually. Damn, if you have money, let's buy it tomorrow! Throw away Leng Chan'er's snow-white socks, ***, let's buy it tomorrow too!

The snow-white little feet, ten toes curled up. The crystal clear toes were so attractive. Ximen Qing looked at Leng Chan'er's toes and admired them. They were so beautiful! After admiring for a moment, he slightly put Leng Chan'er on his face....

At this moment, Leng Chan'er's eyes were closed, his hands were deeply holding the sand, and his two snow-white legs gradually exposed. Her skirt slowly lifted upwards under Ximen Qing's movements. At this moment, Ximen Qing's big tongue slowly licked the tip of her tongue on her little legs, and the hem of the skirt was facing up until Leng Chan'er's slim waist that could not hold it...

So beautiful! Grass, the masterpiece of the Creator! Ximen Qing looked at Leng Chan'er's slender and slender legs, and his flesh was not much or less. It was so well-proportioned, and between her beautiful legs, her pants were wet and penetrated...

With his hands slowly coming to Leng Chan's waist, he grabbed the silk edge of the panties, Ximen Qing stared at his eyes, breathing in a mess, slowly, slowly, as he moved, Leng Chan'er's faint green grass also appeared in front of Ximen Qing's eyes little by little...

"Well..." Leng Chan'er made a thrilling sound of bone pinning and soul at this moment...

Ximen Qing stared blankly at Leng Chan'er's valley. His black hair was covered with his white body, and the touch of the pink ridge was trickling water at this time, stretching out his fingers and stroking Leng Chan'er's wet and moist petals. At this moment, Leng Chan'er felt a pleasure that penetrated her brain, like an electric current, walking through her whole body and every hair she had. Tensional sweat had flowed out of her face, sliding from the jaw to her white neck, and then flowing to her groove...

Damn, this little girl Chan'er seems to be unable to bear it anymore? It's so interesting...

The sea water was clattering and the sea breeze was whispering. Ximen Qing slowly lay down, holding her skirt with her hands and continued to lift it upwards. Her flat belly and cute navels slowly, two fleshy flowers appeared in Ximen Qing's sight, and she held back her saliva. Ximen Qing said: "Cicada, raise your head and take off her skirt. "

At this moment, Leng Chan'er was like a puppet, at the mercy of Ximen Qing. He lifted Zhen'er's head obediently, and Ximen Qing successfully took off Leng Chan'er's skirt. At this time, a beautiful and graceful body returned to its original state, and the slippery body was so fatal everywhere!

"Well... Xi... Ximen Qing... put... my... skirt down... there is sand..."

Leng Chan'er said that, her hands still grasped the sand, and her beautiful legs kept shaking. In front of her, the pair of little jade rabbits shook up and down...

Damn it, it must be flexible, a good thing!

Ximen Qing hurriedly spread Leng Chan'er's skirt on the beach, and the sky eyes covered a hundred miles again. After carefully confirming that there were no outsiders, he hugged Leng Chan'er and placed it on the skirt...

After watching for a moment, I took off my boxer pants, and in an instant, the majestic heirloom appeared in the night...

"Well..." Leng Chan'er suddenly opened her eyes and saw Ximen Qing's majestic family heirloom, and she suddenly shivered, "Oh my god!" Why is it so scary? Oh my God, will I die on this beach?

"Cicada, don't be afraid, I will be very gentle!"

"Well..." Leng Chan'er felt a shiver in her heart, her delicate body trembled, she said lightly. As long as you move, I have to tolerate it wholeheartedly. How can I not be afraid? But I will become your woman, so happy!

Ximen Qing looked at the two peaks above Leng Chan'er's snow-white body. Under the night, the two small cherries exuded a pink luster. They supported their hands on the beach, opened their mouths and bit them. The pink cherries...

"Well..." Leng Chan'er's hands holding the sand tightly could not help but exert force. The numbness that came from before xiong made her big legs tremble. It felt so strange and itchy...

The grass is so serious! Damn! Ximen Qing chewed and bit Leng Chan'er's little cherry, rubbed and rubbed her meat balls with big hands. It was really elastic and so good!

"Oh... Xi... Ximen Qing... I... I'm so itchy..." Leng Chan'er slowly opened her eyes, looked at Ximen Qing's intoxicated expression, and suddenly felt a little complacent. This is my man! I want to love him for the rest of my life!

With half-open red lips and misty eyes, Ximen Qing took a look and kissed Leng Chan'er's cherry lips in an instant. At this, his legs gently spread her beautiful legs. Under the passionate kiss of the two, Ximen Qing's heirlooms touched Leng Chan's clam meat again and again...

"Um..." Leng Chan'er felt that her brain was deficient in oxygen. She turned around. Zhen'er's head turned slightly and screamed: "Oh...I...I..."

"Cyan'er, do you want it?"

"Well...you...you have to be gentle..."

While speaking, Leng Chan'er raised his body upwards. In an instant, Ximen Qing's heirloom's petals gently grinded under two petals, and a sudden impact was straight through the heirloom's heirloom's celestial. Ximen Qing couldn't help it. Her legs were kneeling on the beach, holding Leng Chan'er's beautiful legs, and saw her honey pot that was constantly dripping water, and the shrinking clam meat was already welcoming the heirloom's heirloom...

"Cyan'er, I'm coming!" Ximen Qing looked at Leng Chan'er's compact valley, held the heirloom with one hand, gritted his teeth, and slowly squeezed it into it! The grass is really tight! What a slippery place!
Chapter completed!