Danmei Painter x Male Frequency Editor-in-chief (3) [H]

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The first thing that a man looks like is not a suit and leather shoes. He wears a black casual sweater and casually wears a pair of jeans. The only thing that remains unchanged is the gold wire spectacle frame.

Song Tingyu watched him walking along, deliberately sucking in a big mouthful of the tobacco, and vomiting out before the man was about to arrive.

Smoky, with the characteristic tar smell after burning.

Zhou Jinyuan was baptized by the smoke without changing her face, and was only two steps away from Song Tingyu: "Song Tingyu."

He raised his voice slightly and said the name lingeringly.

Song Tingyu shook the soot, turned around and put it out, and threw it aside.
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fter turning around, his bright and white arms gently tucked them around Zhou Jinyuan's neck, like a koala hanging on a tree, his body pressed tightly against him.

A fragrant smell came into the nose, Zhou Jinyuan's arm quickly reacted, and he hugged Song Tingyu's waist.

As petite as her, she can be hugged easily.

The chuckle came from under the body, followed by itching on the neck. The hot and humid tongue slipped past, licking one place repeatedly, making his arm tighten.

There was no time to say a word at all, and the flames on the two of them had already been ignited.

Zhou Jinyuan carried Song Tingyu into the door, and the door closed with a click.

With her lips and teeth intertwined, the woman's body was pressed against the wall, her large nightgown was untied, and she was held loosely between her arms, revealing her sexy nightdress with the undulating curve of the neckline.

Song Tingyu's desire was completely ignited. This body was already sensitive, but it was almost weakened by contact like this.

The little hand rubbed the man's shoulders and neck, and hummed softly.

"Yeah~"

The soft and soft cry made Zhou Jinyuan's already deep eyes deepen a bit, and the movements on his hands became more rapid.

The big tongue must not be entangled with the small tongue, scraped every inch, wrapped tightly, and constantly sucked.

While kissing, she started to take off her pants, only giving Song Tingyu two breaths time to breathe, and suddenly raised her body, revealing the meat stick that was already as hard as iron.

Just arrived at the mouth of the flower hole and didn't go in. Constantly rubbing on the periphery.

The legs were wrapped around the man's waist and abdomen, and the back was an icy wall. The sensory stimulation was too violent when it was cold and hot, and Song Tingyu couldn't help but raise his head and gasp.

The slightly raised neck gave Zhou Jinyuan a chance at the right time, his thin lips pressed against the slender jade neck, one hand wrapped around the waist, and the other hand grasped the softness.

In the darkness, two figures intertwined and became one.

The nibbling is pretty white and tender, leaving a moist body fluid on it.

"Do you like it?" Zhou Jinyuan asked with a chuckle with the Zhu Guo.

The mouth of the small hole is already wet, and the huge glans is stained with the nectar, and it can enter the narrow crevice at any time.

Song Tingyu glared at him irritably, asking these questions at this time?

She squinted her eyes and raised her hips slightly: "I don't like it, it's too uncomfortable to have something against me."

"If you cut it, you might feel comfortable."

These words caused Zhou Jinyuan to laugh out loud, and gently patted the woman's buttocks with her broad palms: "Little wild cat."

With that, he suddenly pulled Song Tingyu's waist down and squeezed into her warm honeycomb.

The sense of emptiness was filled at once, and the two people had a meal together, enjoying the pleasure.

The narrowness of the woman was a little beyond Zhou Jinyuan's imagination, and the dense tender flesh was constantly superimposed on each other, which made him start to twitch.

The clothes on her body hadn't come off, and the half-covered posture mixed with the femininity of the woman, making Zhou Jinyuan's breathing heavier.

The hard cock went deep into the flower hole again and again, and hit it fiercely.

Fingers wandered on Song Tingyu's body, only using the nightgown to block the cold wall. Qi Er's short hair was messed up and it didn't look like it was messy. It was this mess that made that sexy nowhere to hide.

The dexterous tongue touched Song Tingyu's body, Zhou Jinyuan lifted her body high, and licked her delicate skin with the hot and humid tongue. The slippery body is extremely comfortable to the touch.

Rao is Song Tingyu and has to admit that having sex with an interesting man is a very comfortable thing.

It has nothing to do with love, the body's most sincere response.

Women not only enjoy love, but also desire to enjoy physical happiness. Although the pleasure of the body is not as good as love, it can also make people addicted.

In this body, she has no burden at all.

Let the reason disappear, feeling every inch of the upper body skin being licked by the man, arousing goose bumps.

"Hurry up~ ah." Song Tingyu deliberately moved her hips and urged softly.

Zhou Jinyuan only cared about kissing, lifting her fire up, hot liquid constantly pouring out of the flower hole, expecting to be filled with something and leave.

Seeing her dishonesty, Zhou Jinyuan squeezed her tender buttocks and slammed into it several times.

The tender body was settled in an instant, his calf was tight and straight, his body was slightly raised, and the cat-like eyes of Shulingling looked into the distance in a blur.

He chuckles: "Where is your bathroom?"

Song Tingyu recovered, and the two of them entangled in this position, his head rubbed against her collarbone, and the fluffy hair felt very soft to the touch.
Hooking at the corners of her mouth, she licked her lips: "You close your eyes, I will point to you."

As soon as the voice fell, she leaned forward. Zhou Jinyuan had completely blocked Zhou Jinyuan's vision, and a hot sniff was blown from time to time on the slightly cold skin.

Zhou Jinyuan hugged her and smiled dullly, but did not refuse.

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