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  Ji Mujing was taken aback.

    This name is not familiar to him, but Ji Mujing blurted out his own little reflection in those eyes that were as clear as a mountain spring but as deep as the sea.

    "Xue Xue."

    Xue Xue raised his lips with satisfaction.

    As a reward, she quietly tightened her lower abdomen, shrunk with the flower path, and clamped the soft thing.

    "call..."

    Suddenly stimulated, cool Ji Mujing breathed heavily.

    The brain, which has been working hard just now, stops working again just like a power-jumping unit.

    With his hands on both sides of Xue Xue, the man shook his waist and squeezed fiercely.

    "Um... so comfortable, ah... so deep... uh... you, there, uh..."

    Ji Mujing's Jie Yue is just like the red iron that has just been roasted, but it has the softness of a living thing in its roughness. Every entry and exit is strong to flatten the delicate wall, as if to put the post on the body. The entangled texture of the green tendons is the same as printed.

    The feeling of being too intimate, as if the two were born for a break, the fit is incredible.

    The man's movements were rude and rampant at first, basically just caring about his own happiness, until he released the first bubble after several hundred strokes.

    Unsurprisingly, all of his body entered inside.

    Xue Xue's body was originally swaying on the edge of the orgasm, and the moment the warmth poured in, it was like a person wandering in the clouds finally stepping on the ground, and the sense of solidity burst out along with the pleasure.

    The long legs involuntarily wrapped around the man's waist and abdomen.

    After Ji Mujing slowed down for a while, he drew out the weakened Gan Yue.

    The muddy petals were missing and blocked, and the turbid white armpits slowly flowed out of the small mouth. As soon as the man lowered his head, he saw such a lewd and glamorous picture.

    He breathed.

    Can't help but stretch out his fingers and poke in.

    Immediately, the little mouth that was tossed to the point of redness and swelling bite up in dissatisfaction, like a cub waiting to be fed.

    Yuwang, who had just stopped after Ji Mujing, was rekindled.

    Xue Xue is also.

    The man's fingers carefully traced the sensitive delicate flowers, but what he outlined was the unwillingness to be easily extinguished in Xue Xue's body.

    The emptiness made a comeback again, and it was stronger than it was at the beginning, and it was almost unbearable.

    "Ji Mujing, um... come in..."

    Ji Mujing's movements paused.

    "Where are you coming in?"

    The man's voice was mute, gritty.

    Xue Xue didn't care.

    "Come in, pussy." Xue Xue said, opening his mouth to reveal the flower hole with thick juice remaining inside. "Hurry up, I want more."

    No one can resist this temptation.

    It's just a man who has just vented once, and he still has spare energy.

    He grabbed Xue Xue's hand and placed it on the soft clapper that was also stained with white marks.

    I don't know when, the giant beast once again raised its head, and it looked more ferocious than the first time, arrogant, and exuding energy that was enough to shake everything.

    "Put it in yourself."

    Xue Xue's eyes widened.

    The expression on Ji Mujing's face remained the same, but his tone was tough.

    Finally, Xue Xue bit her lip and did so slowly.

    The man didn't rush her, so he waited in his spare time.

    "I can't put it in." After several attempts but failed, Xue Xuechao's man cast a look for help. "Help me, Ji Mujing."

    The mouth is wet, slippery, and muddy. The rounded top makes it difficult to get stuck in a small hole accurately. What's more, it's as thick as a canby forearm?

    For Ji Mujing, such a difficult situation is also torment, so he didn't make it difficult for Xue Xue, but just patted the wet buttocks of the woman who was drenched by the lewd armpit. "Turn it over."

    "Ok?"

    Seeing that she didn't move, Ji Mujing simply stood up for Xue Xue.

    "what..."

    The posture was unexpectedly changed, causing Xue Xue to scream, but the next moment, it became a tactful and high-pitched Jiao Yin.

    Two peach-like white and tender buttocks were snapped apart, aiming at a peach blossom hole hidden in it, and Ruobang couldn't wait to break in, not even the roots, and hit the heart of the flower.

    Xue Xue's hands helplessly pulled him under the sheets.

    The hungry hallway was suddenly full, and there was another rush of emotions in Chen. Xue Xue couldn't help gasping with a pair of beautiful eyes.

    Ji Mujing first enjoyed the pleasure of being wrapped up in groups for a while, then lubricated and began to run on the waterway.

    "You slow down... uh, uh... don't, uh... it's too deep..."

    Not only was Roubang churning wildly inside, Ji Mujing suppressed Xue Xue with his body superiority, wandering freely on the bare beautiful back with a pair of big hands, and finally, with ten fingers, grabbed the lonely shot of Liangwan who was hit in the air. Kong Rou swayed from side to side and kneaded vigorously.

    "Um... uh... don't squeeze, uh... itching... uh, it hurts..."

    The upper and lower body were stimulated at the same time, so Xue Xueqing couldn't help raising his neck.

    The various flavors are kneaded together, as if all kinds of seasonings are mixed into the pot and quickly fried, sparking fierce fireworks everywhere in the body.

    At this time, Ji Mujing was already completely immersed in Yuwang.

    The black and purple soft squash vigorously cuts down the delicate flowers. When it enters, it feels as if the entire root is inserted into it. When it is pulled out, it is brought back under the influence of the habitual name. Meirou, who was so red that she was rubbing against her, kept turning out, pitiful, and the blood of the irritating man was broken.

    "Ah...no, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

    Xue Xue was made by this fierce collision and wanted to climb forward.

    The helpless man's big palm did not know when he grasped the thin waist that was not won. Whenever Xue Xue walked forward, he would follow the trend backwards, and when he was almost pulling the person back, he slammed in again.

    By the time Xue Xue was exhausted, his voice screamed dumb, countless venting times, and how long he was tossed over and over again, he could only let the man feel like an unsatisfied beast. Repeating the most primitive rhythm between men and women.

    Until dawn.