The male god has a bad impression [Quick Wear] - Discon

Women in Men's Clothing: 07 ***

"Madam. "

Mo Yuanling came to him and rubbed his waist with his arms, "I started to miss you before I left." "

Ye Junge sighed: "Here we go again, I have listened to your sweet words every day. "

Mo Yuanling smiled indifferently: "Madam..."

Ye Junge took the initiative to lean into his arms and rubbed his strong pectoral muscles with his cheeks: "Today...um...let you do it. "

Mo Yuanling's eyes lit up, and he hugged him back:
"This is what you said! "

Ye Junge snorted, took a bite on his chest, leaving a tooth mark, raised his hand in satisfaction and touched it, then turned around, propped his hands on the wall of the pool, and raised his hips:
"Come on. "

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Mo Yuanling stared at his lover's sultry posture, restrained the desire to rush directly to the end, stroked his back gently with one hand, and expanded him gently with the other.
He is too huge, and every time he is close and loved, it is very tight.

Ye Junge swung his hips slightly, moaning impatiently, wanting him to come in quickly, penetrate him, and possess him.

Mo Yuanling endured his desire and carefully expanded the Crystanthemum for him. For a long time, when Ye Junge couldn't help but urge him, he put his genitals against his entrance and let him swallow it a little bit.

Although he has done it so many times, Ye Junge is still not very adapted.
Mo Yuanling didn't dare to move, so Ye Junge had to control the rhythm by himself.

He moved his body slightly, slowly pressed back, and slowly swallowed the stout giant. The intestinal wall, which was stretched to the extreme, was a little faintly painful.

Ye Junge took a deep breath, and then pressed it fiercely to the end.

"Baby! "Mo Yuanling was taken aback, and hurriedly put his arms around him, trying to withdraw to see if he was injured, but Ye Junge shook his head to stop him.

There is no way at every moment, I can only reach out and grope for the place where he is in contact with himself, and gently press to make him feel better.

Ye Junge groaned: "You move. "

Seeing that he was really not unwell, Mo Yuanling began to slowly pump.
The primitive rhythm moved and advanced into the wonderful depths. The feeling of combining the two into one made the man more and more excited.

Ye Junge felt the giant in his body shaking gently. Because it was too long, it was straight against his glands, and every time it shook, it rubbed against it, bringing more numb pleasure.

"Ha...ha...quickly... quickly...quickly...well...quickly..."

Mo Yuanling's movements were too gentle, and Ye Junge was completely dissatisfied. The man couldn't, so he slowly accelerated his movements.

"Faster...a little bit...ah...um... okay...great..."

"What about this? "Mo Yuanling propped his glands fiercely, "Is it comfortable?" "

"Hmm..." Ye Junge squinted his eyes. The giant behind him went in and out.

The lubrication of warm water had no effect. The inner wall was propped to the maximum, and there was no gap between the giant and the hole.

The resistance generated when rubbing is good, and the pleasure is also great.

Ye Junge groaned intermittently, feeling that he was about to be knocked out. This guy has a lot of strength on his waist.......