Meirou Shengxiang (latest) Author: Su Nuojin
Volume reading 169
hiccup. Jia Han stood nearby and stopped asking questions. He just looked down at her condescendingly, the corners of his mouth curled into a shallow arc, which was not very obvious. There was contempt in those black lacquer eyes, mixed with a hint of schadenfreude. . His coral-colored straight skirt was lifted by the breeze, and one side of the hem was lifted, revealing his well-proportioned thighs with white flowers.
Gu Mingyue happened to look up, and her eyes were on the cheerful and breathable little Jiahan in the shadows. She blinked her eyes hard, and then fixed her eyes. Finally, she sighed in her heart: she almost forgot the essence of Jiahan's exhibitionism.
A man with a combination of exhibitionism, selfishness, and seemingly new-fangled moodiness and shrewdness, is a man who looks like a god, and his skills are even more disdainful of the world.
Can't contact the system, the other party is unpredictable, the speed of changing face is fast, the character is capricious, and the behavior is ruthless and ruthless. It can be used as a textbook for anti-social personality and fine points. The maliciousness of the mission world and the drop system is vast.
In the original work, Jiahan never wears a jacket and crotch in the Izumo Valley, and there is nothing under the robe and smock, so as to be able to detoxify anytime and anywhere in the event of an outbreak of prostitution. The women in the church are all proud of having sex with the leader, even The male sect members were also eager to try, and often offered themselves pillow seats, but Jiaxi was not good at being masculine, and none of them got what they wanted.
Gu Mingyue's cry became smaller and smaller. She really couldn't cry anymore. It was so tiring to pretend to be mentally retarded and autistic.
Jia Han also knew that she had cried enough, so he put his hand on her head and gently rubbed the silky hair. He pointed directly at the tip of Gu Mingyue's nose, shaking slightly in front of her eyes.
In love so soon
Gu Mingyue tilted her head, staring blankly at the straight and hard, bright purple, lustrous glans, but she didn't blushed, her eyes were full of curiosity.
"Cry enough, do something serious, and serve me with your mouth open." Jia Han pulled Gu Mingyue's collar with brute force, dragged the robe and the cardigan to her elbows and stacked them up, and pulled off the water-red fish. Playing embroidered tangled branches and Tilian's apron, revealing a pair of full and lustrous breasts, at the same time, fingertips squeezed her chin vigorously, forcing her to speak, and thrusting her lower body into her deep throat, regardless of her uncomfortable struggle, began to press her The head began to move heavily back and forth.
The Third Concubine of the Demon Lord's Concubine (h)
The elegant and distant fragrance of lotus flowers mixed with the rich and mellow musk smell filled the mouth and nose. All Gu Mingyue's perceptions were concentrated on the raging giant between her lips and teeth. The thin bristle... The huge front end that went deep into the throat was pushed in heavily with a salty taste, causing her to vomit.
Jia Han supported the pillar with his hand, and his tall figure was like a mountain, making the woman sitting on the deck even smaller and smaller. The hem of his lower body is wide open, and the scarlet fleshy stems are hidden or visible beside the cherry mouth that is stretched to the extreme. , gathered into a clear water droplet on the woman's beautiful chin, and then slowly fell on the white and rippling breasts, so extravagant that it was outrageous.
Gu Mingyue's hair was messy, and her jet-black hair was sticking to her cheeks. She felt like she was about to suffocate. Every time a man pushed in, it seemed like he was going to tear the corner of her mouth and run through her throat. Her face was tightly pressed against the other's lower abdomen, buried in the messy hair, and her mouth and nose were blocked. Even though she tried her best to hold down the man's crotch, her resistance was no different from that. In the eyes of the other party, the mayfly is too weak to be mentioned in the eyes of the big tree.
"Um... just hit with the tongue... um..."
Jiahan half-closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes and brows were dyed with lust, his slightly squinted star eyes glistened with waves, and his low-pitched red lips were slightly curved, moist and soft, like a new red glow, and his breath was like a blue orchid.
Gu Mingyue gradually felt the bloated feeling when his mind was deprived of oxygen. The buzzing sound in his ears gradually amplified and became clear. His strength was passing like sand. Holding her head, leaning her against the pillar with her body shape, the body that loses strength will fall to one side helplessly, slumped on the ground.
Uncomfortable tears washed down her face. When Gu Mingyue thought she would die of suffocation, the strong and strong male root in her mouth suddenly pulsated rapidly, and immediately a large stream of thick and slippery white fluid was sprayed out. The man pressed the back of her head and poured it violently. After one pass, he pulled out his penis and aimed at her absent-minded face, and continued to pour out the thick essence, which was covered with white flowers on the eyelashes like two butterfly wings, blurring his vision.
The woman's face and breasts were covered with dots of thick white liquid, and the steaming semen flowed from the corners of her mouth slightly open, and slid down the slender porcelain white neck and merged between the jade peaks.
Without even the strength to cry, Gu Mingyue sat unfocused between the man and the pillar, without needing to pretend to be stupid, she was tortured into a sluggish appearance.
"Tsk, the eldest lady of the Gu family, I really can't help playing." There was sadistic pleasure in Jiahan's eyes, and a strange light flashed in his pupils. After relieving a little desire, his face became more and more handsome, and his shape was like the sky. People, gods like Shura.
The man leaned down, approached her ear and chuckled softly, his cruel words overflowed from Bingtooth's thin lips with interesting malice: "Qinghui... You'd better hold on for a while, because I haven't had enough fun. What about..."
The body was arrogantly pulled up by the man to face the column, the delicate nipples were intimately pressed against the cold and moist red lacquer column, and a layer of inconspicuous fine protrusions appeared on the soft and silky skin, and the mountain wind was blowing. , again and again coldly.
Gu Mingyue hugged the pillar like a life-saving straw. Her upper body was uncovered, and her lower body was smooth and bare. Her twelve beautiful dresses were torn off by men and thrown to her feet like garbage, and her waist was immediately thin and strong. Her arms were raised up, the difference in height between men and women made her feet hang in the air, her entire lower body was suspended in mid-air, and her legs were unable to close together due to each other's movements, leaving them open for anyone to pick.
Jia Han's icy big palm was stuck between Gu Mingyue's delicate and tender flower households. He used his fingertips to fiddle with the small pearls hidden in the shellfish, pressing and rolling, and from time to time, he gently tugged the smooth little fleshy lips outwards, as he wanted. Play with the sensitive part of a woman between her palms.
"Ah... um... ah..." The weak moan with erotic hoarseness overflowed from the woman's full red lips, the intermittent low-pitched chanting, faint and ethereal with the magic of provoking nerves. Gu Mingyue hugged the porch in front of her tightly, her brows were lightly wrinkled, her starry eyes were gleaming, her chest was heaving violently, and her hurried and chaotic breathing could not cover up the dripping stirring of the sap between the petals. With the man's profanity, he rushed down from the depths of the corridor, scouring the skin on both sides of the legs.
Just moving his fingers, Jia Han easily threw the woman who was still jerky to the state where he was close to the clouds, and his whole body was soothing, but he stopped his hand when the other party's senses approached the critical point, admiring the beautiful ketone body. Unable to release the suppressed emotional tide, the body took the initiative to clamp his fingers, swing his waist and shake his hips, hoping to relieve it by friction.
"It's such an incredible little bitch." The man exclaimed in a frivolous tone, not rushing each word, listening carefully, it was not difficult to discern the contemptuous smile hidden in it, he rubbed the soft and delicate skin under his hands, She rubbed her shoulders and neck to her waist, and then opened her buttocks, which had been smeared with juice and sticky. After a while, she looked up at the woman's pussy exposed to the blue sky.
Gu Mingyue's Flower House Baifufu, drum
Volume reading 169
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