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  How could Ji Mujing endure this?

    A sharp turn over directly knocked the woman down.

    The big bed was soft, and it sank because of the weight of the two.

    Xue Xue looked at Ji Mujing innocently, the man's black eyes were now rendered by Yuwang with a faint scarlet streamer, as if a wild beast was staring at the prey under him.

    But the reality is almost the same.

    "Ji Mujing...um..."

    The man's big hand leaned in directly from the hem of the open shirt and pushed the petals apart, not surprisingly, his hands were full of stickiness.

    Just lubricating his armpits, Ji Mujing pierced his long fingers into the narrow slit.

    "Well..."

    The hungry Meirou rushed to wrap up, like a greedy little mouth, slurping foreign objects.

    "It's lustful."

    "Not yet, you hurt..." Xue Xue felt that the pussy was unbelievably itchy, and the feeling of emptiness was not slowed down by the addition of the second finger, but worsened. "Not enough fingers, soft...come in..."

    As she said, she lifted her legs and arched the insteps, actually using the foot sockets directly against the softness of the man.

    "Hmm."

    The unexpected stimulus made Jingguan almost abandon the guard, venting thick and cloudy points, and even the white feet were splashed.

    "Xue Xue!"

    Ji Mujing suffocated his impulse in time, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths in succession. He had a black eye, which happened to meet the woman's pair of cat eyes with a narrow smile.

    He immediately knew that Xue Xue was deliberate.

    "Would you like to come in? I have to fly to the meeting tomorrow morning. I can't go to bed too late. If you linger, we will..."

    Xue Xue didn't have a chance to finish his cool words, because the man had already rushed up like a hungry wolf, his strong and powerful arms fell on her left and right sides, and the tall and strong body was like a huge mountain, firmly restraining her. live.

    While leaning over to kiss her, Ji Mujing held her surname that was stiff like red iron, and rushed directly into the flooded pussy of Mizusawa.

    "Ok..."

    The big tongue on the top slammed open the jaws strongly, penetrated into the juicy sandalwood mouth, and swept away the sweet axillary.

    The soft-bang below first shook nine shallows and one deep, patiently opening up, until the trail was braced into a waterway, Ji Mujing began to sprint in Xue Xue's unsatisfied swing.

    "Um..." The sound of water churning out between the fierce entanglement of their lips and tongue continued, and there were even thin silver lines snaking down from the corners of the woman's beautiful lips. "Ok..."

    When Ji Mujing's domineering offensive came to an end for a while, Xue Xue had already lost his sense of reason by the endless pleasure from his body.

    She raised her head and opened her mouth, like a fish out of the water, panting helplessly.

    "Huh, it's tight."

    After grabbing the pillow cushion from the side under Xue Xue's waist and abdomen, Ji Mujing raised the woman's legs higher. As a result of his posture, every time a man bumped into him, the softness seemed to be pulled by gravity. There is a subtle feeling of falling into the heart of the flower.

    "Ah... so deep, um..."

    "Xue Xue, call my name."

    "Name? Hmm..." The woman's apricot eyes flickered with tears, and her white and tender face seemed to be powdered, fainted with a beautiful rose color. "Ji Mujing, uh...ahhh..."

    "Really good."

    Ji Mujing bowed his head and pecked at Xue Xue's watery eye.

    It's a bit salty.

    "Comfortable?"

    Ji Mujing stopped suddenly, but the surname still remained in the pussy, and the thick pillars packed the entire corridor without leaving a gap.

    However, although there was no movement, it felt like just hibernating quietly, but the rough surface was simmering softly like a warm stove, stimulating the sensitive Shibi wall to contract violently, tightly twisting the soft thing.

    Feeling this power, Ji Mujing hummed mutedly.

    "Why do you do it for so long or not loose?"

    Ji Mujing said, turning the ghost head slightly, grinding the soft flower center.

    Hua Chen's spasm was even worse.

    "Ji Mujing, you move, woo...it's so numb, itching...want to...hmm..." Xue Xue was maddened by Yuwang, who was swept by the sky. "Please...Ji Mujing..."

    "What do you call me?"

    "Ji Mujing... Uh..."

    "That's not right." The man didn't know when he was digging down the finger quietly scratching the rubbed red and swollen Yan Yuedi, teasing wantonly. "Baby is so smart, guess again."

    Xue Xue almost jumped up with the pleasure of being electrocuted.

    "Don't rub it, um, it really can't..." Her mind went blank, and Pussy vomited uncontrollably. "I don't know, I don't know..."

    Ji Mujing was also uncomfortable, Meirou sipped her life desperately, shrunk hard after one race, and the endless flow of heat rushed down, soft things are like volcanoes full of energy, possible at any time break out.

    Therefore, he directly told the woman the answer he wanted to hear.

    "Good boy, call her husband."

    Xue Xue's round eyes were open, and a pair of wet black pupils were misty.

    "Call your husband, and your husband will feed you."

    Ji Mujing coaxed in a low voice, and at the same time adjusted the angle so that the round ghost head directly faced the hard piece of tenderness, gently poking and stabbing.

    The shivering woman soon surrendered.

    "Old... father... uh..."

    Although the voice is thin and long, it sounds more like two words than one word, but it is enough for Ji Mujing.

    "Good wife."

    Different from a gentle tone, the man's relaunched offensive was extremely fierce, fast in and out, opening and closing, and smashed into pieces of white foam, not to mention, even the inflated pouch was directly thrown at the woman several times. On the tender buttocks, the soft flapping sound is endless.

    "No way...uh...ah...it's going to vent...um..."

    Ji Mujing didn't slack off because of the approaching juncture, but shrugged his hips more vigorously, like a pile driver, with each stroke almost reaching the deepest place, reaching the palace entrance.

    "No, really no, ah...ah..."

    "Yes, one more..." Ji Mujing gritted his teeth and moved the giant object. In the last few strokes, he drew the soft object out, and instead crushed the protruding flower pedicles heavily. "Wife, we are together."

    When the words fell, the hot static armpit came out like a powerful water column, and Xue Xue was so hot that he tightened his nerves. Almost his whole body was overwhelmed by the pleasure of orgasm. In the end, the woman almost vented out crying.

    At the moment when the fireworks burst, Xue Xue was in a trance, and Xue Xue could vaguely feel that the man's palm clasped her ten fingers tightly.

    Do your best.