Ximen Qing mocked Tong Jiawen's wet and slippery intersection, and asked knowingly: "Hehe, why are you so wet again? Didn't you give it to me?" Damn, I finally didn't feel unconscious?

Tong Jiawen stared at Ximen Qing beautifully and said coquettishly: "I hate it... um ~ um um..."

As Ximen Qing stroked and touched Ximen Qing's fingers, Tong Jiawen's movements and breathing were breathing. The wood was already done, the rice was made into rice, and he and Ximen Qing were already one. He had me and I were him. Although she had more women, his man's courage was really the best magic. Now, he is even more manly, and he turned himself into a woman!

Every girl cares about her first time. Tong Jiawen is very happy to give her first time. Because he is a real man, and his heirloom is more manly and too long-lasting! In fact, she is no longer able to do it, but because she doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of him, she keeps gritting her teeth and persevering!

"How is it? Are you happy? Do you still want it?"

Tong Jiawen hummed while shook her head and said, "It's so thin...I want to cu..."

Damn, finally got it? Ximen Qing twitched out his fingers full of honey and shook them in front of Tong Jiawen's pretty face, and smiled and said, "If you want it, you can do it yourself!"

"Hmph... do you think I dare not?" Tong Jiawen glared at Ximen Qing angrily. It seemed that he would come and see his Xiong Wei's heirloom was swallowed by her valley little by little. No, it felt very exciting!

When Tong Jiawen sat down completely, the two of them let out a relaxing moan at the same time: "Oh..."

I saw Tong Jiawen sitting on Ximen Qing's body, his eyes were half closed, his white teeth bit his red lips, and he said to himself, "It's so hard. Oh!" After that, he began to twist and sway with his buttocks, and Ximen Qing lay completely on the bed without moving, just kept rubbing and pinching Tong Jiawen's ru room and white big legs. Perhaps because of not being able to do so, Tong Jiawen felt very difficult, but she refused to give in. I have eaten you once, is it still a short time?

Tong Jiawen hu, hu, hu, sniffle, and tempting. The breath of human beings continued to go up, up, down, and down, and sometimes whimpered, and pressed his hands on Ximen Qing's big legs, shaking his hair, and exuding a wild charm all over his body. Ximen Qing supported the bed with his elbows and began to thrust up and down. As the heirloom's powerful sprint, Tong Jiawen began to scream and scream unbearable!

"Oh...don't be that deep...ah..."

Grass, Ximen Qing looked at Tong Jiawen's trembling, her long hair was messy, and her fragrance and sweat were splashing everywhere. She wanted to tease her, so she moved and stopped and asked, "Do you think or do you think? Hum?"

Tong Jiawen pinched Ximen Qing's legs with his hands, and his muscles on his legs, but he just smiled but didn't answer, pretending to be silent? I see if you are powerful or I am powerful, Ximen Qing can't stop moving, mom, if you don't talk about it today, I won't move!

The two people who suddenly stopped looked at each other, which annoyed Tong Jiawen. She snorted angrily, "You don't want me, but I don't want me!" After that, she got up and got out of bed. At this time, Ximen Qing watched his heirloom take off from her valley and bring out a big pool of sticky honey, which actually connected to her silk hole and her big legs, and pulled it into a very long one...

Ximen Qing couldn't help laughing, and stood up and looked at Tong Jiawen's smooth and pink back and smiled: "You are so wet, don't you want to?"

Upon hearing this, Tong Jiawen snorted disdainfully, turned around and twisted his waist to approach the bathroom. Damn, I can't just spare her. Finally, I met a beauty who was not unconscious. How could I not have fun?

Ximen Qing hurriedly jumped off the big bed and followed into the bathroom. The bathroom had a shower and a bathtub. At this time, Tong Jiawen reached out to test the water temperature, full, full and upright buttocks, and high. In front of Ximen Qing, damn it! Ximen Qing walked over and grabbed her slim waist with both hands, and said nothing. Suddenly, he sent his heirloom into her valley.

"Ah..." Tong Jiawen shouted in a coquettish voice, as if he expected Ximen Qing to do this. He hummed angrily, "I hate it so much!" Then, he held on the bathtub and let Ximen Qing start to enter and exit quickly. For a moment, a red intoxicating voice kept ringing...

"Oh... idiot... ah..."

Under Ximen Qing's very fast movement, Tong Jiawen first hummed lowly, then turned her beautiful face, looked at Ximen Qing begging, and said in a pleading manner: "I want to scream, ah... idiot, can I scream?"

Before Ximen Qing answered, Tong Jiawen started to scream like he was desperate, and the sound of the soul was connected continuously, and the sound echoed in the narrow bathroom, which seemed very loud. Ximen Qing stretched out his hand next to her red lips. Unexpectedly, Tong Jiawen bit his hand. This time, Ximen Qing had to enjoy the quick feeling of intercourse and endurance the pain in his palms...

I don't know how long the battle lasted, but when I felt Tong Jiawen gradually limp, Ximen Qing stopped moving. Tong Jiawen turned around and sat on the sink, with her pink back against the wall, her legs wide and wide, and her silk hole was naked towards Ximen Qing. At this time, Ximen Qing stood in front of her, hugged her and raised her long legs, and tiptoed slightly. The heirloom was just facing her city, and the soul-stirring pink hole was completely present in front of her swollen heirloom!

With a slight thrust, she watched the red heirloom slowly drill into the same red and moist silk hole. As she entered, Tong Jiawen's red lips instantly let out a soft and soft groan, and looked at Ximen Qing with blurred eyes, gasping for breath: "Come... come... my little lamb..."

Cao, this challenging tone completely stimulated Ximen Qing's firepower. He held the front of the sink and immediately started to vent his energy. Tong Jiawen first looked at Ximen Qing with a charming look, and then mischievously picked up water from the basin next to him and poured it into the place where the two of them kept colliding...

With the extra moisturizing and slipping of the water, Ximen Qing's movements became even more intense. Damn, can't you accept it? After only a moment, Tong Jiawen finally couldn't bear it. He stopped everything that had nothing to do with love, and instead moaned intently. So, the bathroom was filled with moans, gasps, and the sound of water...

"Ah... idiot... I'm convinced... really... don't move anymore... let me go..." Tong Jiawen shouted, his eyes began to dissipate, and the prelude to the climax came soon, and her delicate body kept twitching and choking. The sound of throat became more and more urgent. At this moment, Ximen Qing was moving faster and faster, and Tong Jiawen was holding her strength. Ximen Qing stood barefoot on the wet bathroom floor, and gradually became unstable as the strength increased, and he almost slipped out several times...
Chapter completed!