At this time, Zhang Er's "Mao" felt so excited, so excited, his inner sex was also brought to the extreme, and he felt his hands were trembling slightly. Hot book court
After all, I’m not dreaming now, and everything that’s happening in front of me is not in a dream, but a real feeling. I really put Yang Mengling in my arms, but it’s more real and exciting than in a dream. Much more violent. Although there is a small cover on her chest, she can still feel the firmness, plumpness, and roundness of Yang Mengling's chest, and it feels quite good!
"Uh..." Feeling Zhang Er's "Mao"'s big hand reaching into her shirt, and feeling Zhang Er's "Mao"'s big hand gently "kneading" her chest, Yang Mengling was so nervous, she couldn't help but yell again. When he came out, his body trembled slightly, but there was no struggle, no resistance, just stretched out his hands and hugged Zhang Er's head tightly.
Seeing that Yang Mengling did not resist, Zhang Er's "Mao" seemed to be even more excited. He buried his head in the white and white neck of the other party, kissed wildly, and breathed wildly what was emitted from Yang Mengling's body, the unique bursts of uniqueness. The fragrance. The big hand unscrupulously stirred up the small hood on Yang Mengling's chest, and then stretched in eagerly.
It's warm, hard, firm, plump, and full of elasticity. That feels... So Xin, Shu Nao, Zhang Er's "Mao" feels that his entire arm is numb, and his heart is even more lust/fire. Dan, of course the stuff in my crotch is stronger!
"Ah..." Yang Mengling called out again when Zhang Er's "Mao"'s big hand really touched her chest, and when Zhang Er's "Mao"'s big hand grabbed her whole white rabbit, Yang Mengling called out again. There was a violent shaking. "Two... Two "Mao", I love you!"
"Huh?" Yang Mengling's cry came from his ear, Zhang Er's "Mao" was taken aback. Does this woman really love me? Or do women usually call that way at this time
Zhang Er's "Mao" face was puzzled, but his big hands didn't stop. He gently "touched" and "kneaded" gently, stimulating the sensitive points on Yang Mengling's chest, and buried his head deeply. Entered Yang Mengling's chest.
"Er "Mao", do you love me? Will you love me forever?" Yang Mengling closed her eyes tightly, but her mouth asked gently in Zhang Er "Mao"'s ear.
"Huh?" Yang Mengling's voice heard again, and Zhang Er's "Mao" was stunned again. "I... I love you too, and I will love you forever." Hey, anyway... Anyway, it's just a scene at the scene, it's just a passion scene in the elevator anyway, I'm afraid of a hammer! But let's not say, this woman's body is really good, this soft, this fragrant, if this woman is not Song Ziqiang's lover of the old thing, how nice it would be.
Zhang Er's "Mao" face was excited, raised his head, and his mouth pressed against Yang Mengling's lips again, but he didn't want to let the other party talk anymore and interrupt the most beautiful moment.
"Second "Mao", Second "Mao"..." Yang Mengling hurriedly pushed open Er "Mao"'s mouth, as if thinking of something, she asked with embarrassment: "Jing...Who is Jingjing?"
"Huh?" Zhang Er's "Mao" couldn't hold it back this time, and hurriedly loosened the big hand that held Yang Mengling's "butt", and hurriedly pulled out the other hand from Yang Mengling's chest. This woman is too, when is this, what Jingjing do you mention! The key is how does this woman know Jingjing
Looking at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a panicked look, Yang Mengling was extremely disappointed. With your angry look, the tears in her eyes almost flowed out. "say something!"
How to do? How to explain this time? Jingjing is a ghost, no one knows except herself
"Officer Yang, Jingjing... Jingjing, she is my sister, my sister." There was no way, and she had to make up like this.
"My sister?" Yang Mengling couldn't believe what Zhang Er's "Mao" said, she still looked at each other angrily: "You... You were "unconscious" last night and called her name?"
"Oh, don’t you know, my father passed away early. My sister and I were raised by my mother alone. My sister and I have a good relationship, and we are getting close. She is my closest dear in the world. People."
"Really? You didn't lie to me, did you?" Yang Mengling still seemed to be a little bit unable to believe what Zhang Er's "Mao" said, but she "showed" a playful smile on her face, and "showed" a hint of happiness.
"I... Of course I didn't lie to you." Zhang Er's "Mao" looks like Ma Daha! Anyway, Li Jingjing doesn't exist at all. What is this called? There is no proof!
"Then... Are you sincere about what you just said?" Yang Mengling hurriedly lowered her head after speaking, and her cheeks turned red again.
"Just now, what did I say?" Don't say that Zhang Er's "Mao" was a moment of excitement, momentary nervousness, momentary excitement, and he really forgot what he said.
"Oh, I hate it!" Yang Mengling looked angry, her mouth turned up high, but she stretched out her arms and hugged Zhang Er's neck tightly.
Yeah! For what? Is it still coming? Could this woman really just can't wait, she wants to be ridden in the elevator! It seems that the *** of the winter solstice is good, as I said in the first chapter, Lao Tzu is really the type that young "women" like, the type that young "women" want to be ridden when they see it! Although this little Nizi is not married, she is the "wife" of Song Ziqiang's old thing, and that is tantamount to a "wife".
Yang Mengling was a little proactive, but Zhang Er's "Mao" was calmer at this time. After all, the woman in front of him is Song Ziqiang's "women". What if I let that guy know... I'm a little panicked, but there is no need to grab a woman from Song Ziqiang, right
Zhang Er's "Mao" was a little anxious, and slowly leaned his head towards Yang Mengling's face, but did not kiss Yang Mengling's lips, but stuck his mouth to Yang Mengling's ear. "Officer Yang, Song..."
"Huh!" Zhang Er's "Mao" was interrupted by Yang Mengling before he could say it. "You still call me Officer Yang."
"Then what should I call you?" Your mother, wouldn't it be because of a kiss, you have to call you a wife or a baby if you "touch" it? That's okay!
"You..." Yang Mengling looked angry. "Anyway, you can't call me Officer Yang anymore."
"Oh." Zhang Er's "Mao" looked embarrassed. "Meng... Mengling, then... What is the relationship between that Song Ziqiang and you?" Zhang Er's "Mao" still couldn't help asking.
"He is my father, haven't you seen it just now?"
"Huh? Dad?" Zhang Er's "Mao" also couldn't hold back this time, as he shouted out directly. "I thought he was you..."
"What do you think it is? Humph!" Yang Mengling looked angry, and she seemed to see something in Zhang Er's "Mao" eyes.
Your mother! It turns out that the old thing isn't the woman in front of me that looks good? It's no wonder that this woman has maintained her figure so well. It's no wonder that the "milk" ball is so firm, hard, and full of elasticity. Oh my god, isn't it that a man hasn't touched it yet
Zhang Er's "Mao" was smug, and his eyes fell on Yang Mengling's chest again. Maybe it was because I was "kneaded" by myself just now, the neckline of the shirt opened a lot, white and tender breasts, deep "breasts"/ditch, firm and plump, even though I was still wearing a small cover, it was ready to come out. Stance...
Zhang Er's "Mao" swallowed heavily, before Yang Mengling could react, he put his mouth on it again, and kissed Yang Mengling's "sexual" lips fiercely.
Yang Mengling wanted to avoid and refuse, but her head was tightly held by Zhang Er's "Mao" hands. There was no room for avoidance, and of course she was not really prepared to avoid it.
With an impulsive expression on Zhang Er's "Mao" face, while kissing Yang Mengling's lips, he stretched out his big hand to Yang Mengling's chest again, and furiously "touched" through the shirt.
"Uh..." Yang Mengling groaned again under Zhang Er's "Mao"'s fierce attack. She also stretched out her hands and clung to Zhang Er's "Mao" head, and responded frantically, allowing her to suck...
No more, no more, I can't stand it anymore! Zhang Er's "Mao" impulse reached its extreme, and the desire/fire in his heart reached its limit. The big hand slipped off Yang Mengling's chest and went straight to the heart of Yang Mengling.
Picking up the shirt and the waist of the trousers, Zhang Er's "Mao" big hand stretched out inwardly, but just reached into the pants, just about to pass through the lower abdomen, and just about to "touch" some vital points, Zhang Er's "Mao" But Yang Mengling's big hand was firmly grasped by Yang Mengling's small hand.
"Second "Mao", no, no!" After all, it was in the elevator, after all, it was in a public place. Although Yang Mengling felt that she was lying in the arms of Zhang Er's "Mao" again, although she also felt desire/ The fire is overwhelming, but his mind is still very clear, and I don't want to be in the elevator to really have something with Zhang Er's "Mao".
"Why... What's the matter?" Zhang Er's "Mao" face was puzzled, panting heavily in Yang Mengling's ear.
"Here... This is the elevator, in case someone sees..." Yang Mengling looked ashamed, and hurriedly lowered her head after speaking.
Your mother! Turns out... Turns out this is still in the elevator, I thought it was in the bathroom? what is this? Could it be that I have really reached the state of selflessness just now! I am facing, I think the panic is the real thing!
Can you stop if you have reached this point? No way! Shall we go to this little Nizi's house? No, if you get hit by Song Ziqiang's old stuff, it will be troublesome! Do you want to go to your own home? No, there is also Deng Chao at home. Besides, if you run into Yang Yueru...
Open a room! Go out and open a house! It seems that this can only be done, but in your pocket... It doesn't matter if you don't have cash, you have a bank card!
"Meng... Mengling." Zhang Er's "Mao" did not let go of Yang Mengling, but still hugged each other tightly, but slowly stretched his mouth to Yang Mengling's ear.
"Yeah." Yang Mengling responded shyly.
"Do you know Siyi's birthday?" Birthday is the password. With the password, you have money. With the money, you can go to the hotel to open a room, and you can open a room...
"You..." Yang Mengling was almost extremely angry when she heard Zhang Er's "Mao" question. She lifted her knee and slammed into Zhang Er's "Mao" critically!
"Ah!" Zhang Er's "Mao" almost didn't even react, so he took it hard. The most important thing was that his stuff was still hard. This is really terrible! With a scream, Zhang Er's "Mao" stepped aside, clutching his stuff with both hands, with a face of injustice and pain on his face!
"Huh! Zhang Er "Mao", what do you think of me?" Yang Mengling still had an angry and vicious look on her face. After swearing viciously at Zhang Er's "Mao", she rushed out of the elevator.
This guy is too hateful. When he took advantage of him last night, he was called Jingjing; today and he has developed into this way, but what he thinks is Siyi! Indeed, the current Yang Mengling was extremely angry and aggrieved to the extreme, tears flowed from her eyes.
"I..." As soon as Yang Mengling turned around and left, Zhang Er's "Mao" was anxious! "I'm fine, I... I just want to ask for the password, I..."
Your mother! It's all because of the password!
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