A powerful low-pitched, hot, white liquid splashed onto the chest.
The high-frequency lumbar shock before the eruption played so much that
for a long time after the outbreak, Wu's buttocks had been vibrating under
the inertia, and the two hands of the force were also shaking irregularly. It
seems to have experienced a life and death war, life is saved, but the
strength of the body has been drained.
The pool hired a sigh of relief, and the fine sweat on the brow bones set off
the face to be more resolute and sexy.
He reached for the eye mask that Wu was afraid of, wet and sticky, not
knowing whether it was sweat or teardrops, maybe both. Anyway, Wu
Zhiwei's eyes are red, his eyes are devoid, he is slightly squatting, and there
is a sadness in laziness.
"Is it comfortable?" The pool hired to caress Wu's face.
Wu Zhiwei's voice is faint. "Don't talk to me."
The pool hired a wet towel from the side cabinet, and it was very
considerate to wipe the face of Wu Zhiwei, rub the neck, wipe the hand... In
short, the area that was not tightened was wiped, and the dirty spots that
were rubbed were connected. I didn't touch it.
Wu Zuowei wanted to reach out and wipe the white turbidity of his chest,
but he was stopped by the pool.
I cast a doubtful look at him. "Why don't you rub it?"
The pool did not talk, the rough hand touched Wu's chest, and the fingers
were stained with the body fluids, gently walking over the chest and the
lower abdomen, and smeared everywhere. Finally, take a touch of the most viscous juice, apply it to the tip of the milk, and the rough fingertips will
rotate on it, and the clean red color will be dirty and obscene.
Wu Zhiwei screamed twice and took a flexible wrist in the pool and asked,
"What are you doing?"
"Play with you." Chi hiring said while holding Wu's shoulder.
After the love, the body was too sensitive, and it was irritated by the
shoulders. Wu was afraid of twisting and screaming, and the distracting
scorpion complained, "Isn't you already playing?"
The pool hired a deep eye to look at Wu Zhiwei, the voice is not light and
heavy, but with the evil that makes people bite their teeth.
"I didn't play enough."
After that, continue to pour those slippery juices on the tip of the nipple,
while squeaking and looking at Wu Zhiwei with a mocking look. Wu
Zuowei really does not want to toss again, the following is a pain, not
moving. It is possible to let the pool hire such a fiddle, and the body is
rebellious, and even the words with resistance have changed.
"I want to sleep."
The pool hired Wu Zhiwei's finger on his **** and joked, "Is it so swelled,
can you sleep?"
Wu Zuowei wants to get rid of his hands, but he doesn't want to be held
down by the pool. He hires **** to pinch the fingers of Wu Zhiwei, forcing
him to scrape on his own nipple. Strong shame and strange stimuli overlap
and collide, can't get rid of it, can't help it, and finally squat under the eyes
of the pool.
"Is it very cool to touch myself in front of me?" Chi was deliberately
ashamed of Wu.
Wu was afraid to bear it, and he couldn't hold it. He finally wrapped his arm
around the neck of the pool. The hot face was honed on his chest, and the swollen lower body was intertwined again, panting, groaning, and another
wave of heat swept.
"What do you want to do for you?"
Wu Zhiwei's face changed, and his eyes were filled with strong resistance
and touch.
"This is definitely not good."
In my case, nothing can be done. The pool hired a sneer and forced Wu to
turn over. Three pillows were placed under the lower abdomen, and the
buttocks were raised high and the shoulders were implanted.
Wu feared his teeth and roared. "This position is too Nyima, let me go!"
The pool hired Wu Zhiwei to die, and the voice was low and powerful. "If
you do this for the first time, don't pick your posture. The lightest feeling is
coming. This position is easy to find angles and control."
He said that he opened the buttocks that Wu was afraid of, listening to his
painful snoring, very embarrassing.
I was carefully looked at the secret mouth after being loved. I didn't bleed,
but it was red and swollen. I could see the soft red meat inside. He tried to
touch it with his hand and immediately exchanged for the painful hum of
Wu.
"What is it hurt?"
Wu Zuowei grabbed the sheets with his hands. "Can you hurt?"
I thought that the pool hired him to be so generous in his dedication, can
pity his old bones. Unexpectedly, the pool hired all the remaining lubricants
to the back of Wu Zhiwei. The cold touch made him a spirit, and he had not
reacted. The hard iron-like stick penetrated into the body without leaving a
trace of affection.
Wu is afraid to call for a few sounds, and the five faces on his face are full
of lemons.
"It hurts!"
"The pain is right." The pool hired and moved. "It just makes you hurt."
Wu Zuowei opened his mouth and wanted to swear, but he was smashed by
a collision with a pool. A sharp and itchy signal plunged into the meninges,
forcing him to mourn with a cry.
The pool hired his head and pulled over. He said, "Do you know why it
hurts you?"
Wu Zuowei said vaguely about the word "No".
As a result, it was again slammed down by the pool, and the screams of
violent snoring came out.
"Don't stand up... can't stand it... ah..."
The pool hired the body to press down, and the whole root was plunged into
the deep position.
"When the neckline is so big, who can wear it?"
Wu Zuowei forgot what happened that day, and he didn't know what the
pool was hired to say.
The pool hired Wu to be afraid of a confused expression, his hands licking
his nipples, a fierce and fierce violent, and the body of Wu feared shrugged
and screamed again and again.
"Who is it for?" Another hard question.
Wu Zuowei had to return a word. This is to say that Sao is for others to see.
If you want to say something to him, he can't be more energetic?
Hesitating, and being crowned again, hurriedly spoke.
"you."
The pool hired a sneer, and the flames in his eyes ignited.
"That Laozi will cure your little sorrow!"
Said, support the upper body, hug the waist of Wu Zhiwei, squatting under
the armpits, the sound of the impact is clear and loud, endless, with the
mighty momentum of swallowing the mountains and rivers.
The pool is right, this position is really easy to find the angle, two powerful
strong legs and a half squat, the solid hips swaying back and forth.
Although the pain can not be removed, most of them have been replaced by
soreness. The tone of Wu's fear of sorrow has gradually changed. With a
wave of strange currents, the buttocks begin to unconsciously twist.
"There... there... ..."
A colorless and transparent juice rushed out, and Wu was afraid to raise his
neck, half-squatting black, and it was called a joy.
Finally, the tiger behind him broke out, and it was hard to bear the itch of
Wu's fear.
This time, I was copied into my arms again. Wu was afraid of being
awkward. First, I really didn't have the strength. Second, I didn't know
what to expect.
"Is this cool?"
Wu Zhiwei's throat rolled and he nodded very tiredly.
The pool hired his hand to reach the inside of Wu's thigh and squeezed it
twice. He asked, "I still want to come back?"
Wu feared that the pupil was cracked and shook his head. "I don't want to!!"
The low-pitched voice of the pool reveals a strong animal nature. "But I
have a note on my small account book."
After that, I couldn't help but lift a leg that Wu was afraid of, sideways and
face to face. It's good to communicate with Wu's fear, and swearing in his
ear, licking his shy little waves.
"No, I am going to die..." Wu was afraid of sweating.
The pool hired his strong buttocks and smiled lowly. "Do you know that
your **** is much longer? I want to do it from the first sight I look at, I
think about it today..."
After that, the leg that Wu Zhiwei lifted up was pressed to the chest, and
one leg was drilled from the legs of Oita. It was deep and consistent, and
the fierce rhythm moved.
Wu Zuowei has been smashed by the turbulent waves, his mind is lost, his
face is twisted like a punishment, and he does not mind pooling to stare at
him. The wildest side of the unscrupulous performance, with a deep cry in
the snoring, fascinated by the pool.
"Ah..."
A white cloud was forced out, filled with hysterical low-pitched sounds.
Wu Zuowei almost fell asleep as soon as he finished, and then was awake
by the itch of his knees. The scorpion was dumb, the eyes were wet, and the
little yaw was too tired to lift his head, but he was still ruthlessly harassed
by the pool.
"Do you know who's on the head of the twelve expansion sticks that you
threw in my office?"
Wu Zhiwei shook his head, he only knew that chrysanthemum was very
painful.
The pool hired a smile with a negative test, and cruelly revived Wu's squat.
"There is still one, can we count?"
Wu is afraid of bowing his waist and squatting like a shrimp. He strongly
supports the last trace of spirit and pleads. "Tomorrow, tomorrow, is it true?
I am really not good..."
The pool hired his eyes softened and kissed Wu's thin lips and asked, "Is it
tired?"
Wu is afraid to nod.
"Unbearable?"
Wu is afraid to nod.
The pool hired him tightly in his arms, his distressed eyes lingering on his
face, and spit out a gentle sentence.
"There is also a penalty."
Then, the beasts generally violently attack the swollen mouth.
Wu Zuowei thoroughly understands the truth, and the extremes must be
reversed.
Everything has a degree, like a gun, can't be squatted. You think that
hanging him for a week is quite awesome, and people are doing your best
for a night, and you have no half a life.
In the final sprint, Wu Zuowei was already in a semi-conscious state, and
the body's sensory conditioning was followed by the action of the pool, and
the spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Supreme is the abuse, and it is terrible to be fierce.
Wu Zhiwei's tears were forced out by the hardships. In the pool, he rushed
to the extreme "love" and cried and couldn't breathe. In the end, the
scorpion was dumb and couldn't make a sound, two legs. Being crushed is
still awkward.
It's too fierce.
The word flashed in his head, and Wu Zhiwei completely fell asleep.
I'm really gentle in the pool, don't mix a little illusion, not only wipe the
disinfection of Wu Zhiwei's mouth, but also bring out a paste containing a
variety of precious herbs, stuffed into Wu's body, and finally on his head.
Kissed.
Unfortunately, Wu Zuowei did not see, hurriedly looking for Zhou Gong to
complain to the monks.