Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
He Ying felt that her ** was soft but hard under his palm, making his palm itchy, so he decided to move Meng Xin's little hand away and massage and rub her whole body. Sure enough, Meng Xin was happier. She looked at He Ying with sleepy and watery eyes, and called out, "Sister...", He Ying's heart was pounding at her look. She thought, "Oh my god, this Meng Xin will definitely charm all men in a few years." She lowered her head to Meng Xin's face, and remembered the thing that she most wanted a man to do when they were intimate, so she whispered in Meng Xin's ear, "Xiao Xin, you are so beautiful..." Meng Xin moaned on the spot, and He Ying kept kissing her earlobe and put his tongue into Meng Xin's ear, completely using the methods that men used to deal with her on Meng Xin, and Meng Xin kept moaning. "Oh...oh...good sister...so strange...ah...so comfortable...ah...Sister Hui...you are so good...oh...so gentle...so beautiful...ah...Xiao Xin...so happy...ah..." He Ying's hands moved and fiddled with Meng Xin's two balls of flesh. She couldn't help wondering where Meng Xin's hands were. She looked away and found that Meng Xin had been covering her private parts with both hands for a long time, and her fingers were moving there. He Ying stood up and kindly wanted to help her take off her underwear. Meng Xin shyly pulled for a while, but finally let He Ying take it off. Meng Xin's originally sparse grass had become rich and fluffy, with a shallow layer of brown fine hairs, scattered with tiny water droplets. He Ying knew she was shy, so she ignored her and turned to eat Meng Xin's nipples first, then secretly observed the movements of her hands with the corner of her eyes. "Oh... Sister... You really know how to tease me... Wuu... Wuu..." Meng Xin cried, while her hands kept stirring in her private parts, and her lower body was also tossed upwards. She no longer looked dignified like a girl. He Ying's slender hand slid down from her belly button, passed over her round belly, swept through her short and soft pubic hair, and got into Meng Xin's palm, touching her soft and protruding little flesh bud, and stopped there, and maliciously circled around it. Meng Xin felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, shaking all over, and her little mouth was talking nonsense, and she couldn't tell east from west from west. "Sister... I'm going to die... Xiao Xin... Xiao Xin will... will die... Ah... Ah... So happy... Oh... Oh..." Meng Xin was shaking, but her hands were still crossed to cover her vagina. He Ying was rubbing the fatal spot for her, and she kept stroking her labia and the hole. The lewd water kept flowing, and her hands were full of soup. "Sister... save me... I will... Ah... Ah... I'm finished... Ah... Save me... Ah... Ah... I'm flying... Ah..." He Ying didn't know how to save her, so he had to add another finger, pinch her clitoris, and twist it lightly. Meng Xin's butt was excited and arched upward, twitching violently. "Sister...ah...sister...Xiao Xin...Xiao Xin is dead...ah...I'm done...ah...ah...sister...ah..." Meng Xin's erection was getting higher and higher. He Ying saw in disbelief that small streams of water spurted out from Meng Xin's buttocks and splashed onto the bed and the floor. She thought doubtfully: "Is my ** like this too?" Meng Xin's screams stopped abruptly, and her body fell sideways on the bed, gasping for breath. He Ying's hands naturally left her body and stroked her buttocks, gently stroking up and down.
Comment 0 Comment Count