Talk to The Fox (MTL) [COMPLETED]

24. Lick the p*ssy with the hooked tongue (H)

Ziwei felt that she was too thin, maybe because she was too tired on the way to Kunlun, she ate less, her waist was slender, her shoulders were thin, and she could hug her with one arm.

She shrank in his arms, like a warm jade, raised her head slightly, and traced his lips with the tip of her tongue, as if she was sucking something, Ziwei closed her eyes and let her move.

The atmosphere became hot flashes, and the clear Xuexiang intoxicated Chu Fan's brain. Chu Fan gasped and withdrew, his lips were rubbed wet and red, and he pulled out a long stream of body fluid that flowed down his chin.

This look is really rotten.

Zi Wei's eyes darkened, she turned over and pressed her down, the fox tails slowly intertwined, twisting along her arms and legs, like a different kind of mating.

The fluff swept across her skin inch by inch, tightening it tighter and tighter, completely imprisoning her. Chu Fan opened a pair of misty eyes, with hot flashes of water vapor, and just looked at him like that.

Ziwei even wanted to use a little more force, and then use a little more force to wrap her around her tail, forming a net.

Until Chu Fan looked at him, his eyes seemed to float far away, and he said, "Why is the Taoist priest so kind to me?"

She has not experienced much kindness since she was a child, and she does not understand why there are people like Ziwei. Is it possible to be so good to a person who wants something and has something to do?

Ziwei resisted the urge to grow up, lowered her head and bit her ears, slowly peeled off her clothes, and then licked her breasts in circles, leaving a wet mark.

This girl is still young.

The bone age is less than twenty years old, the skin has not been opened yet, the skin is tender, and the skin is thin. If you accidentally rub it hard, it will appear a touch of red, and people are also ignorant and do not know anything.

stupid.

His voice was hoarse, he pressed his lower body against her belly and rubbed his lower body against her belly, the tortoise edge rubbed the belly, stained with wet marks, "Guess why?"

Chu Fan whispered, "Don't let me guess, I can't guess."

She couldn't even guess her brother.

Zi smiled, his mind moved, a tail stretched out, and the tail tip tickled her nose, "What about me?"

The soft fluff smelled clean and refreshing. She was caught off guard, sneezed a little, groaned in a daze, twisted her waist forward, and a fiery thing got stuck between her legs.

The very thick and long penis, the head of the turtle stuck in the center of her sunken leg, and through a layer of soft trousers, she rubbed her soft flower lips, and slowly rubbed it on the layers of flesh folds.

She thought she was going to be inserted like this, but she didn't. Ziwei pressed her whole body on the bed, looked down at her from top to bottom, pulled her legs up, and pushed her up in front of him.

He lowered his head, his silver hair flowing like water, some scattered on the bed, and more on her lower abdomen and thighs, covering her body, slippery and cool.

Chu Fan shuddered, "Daoist..."

He took off her clothes, looked at the closed slit, and lowered his head to lick it.

Chu Fan immediately let out a rapid groan.

"Master!"

He stretched his tongue in, from the stamens all the way into the honey hole, deep or shallow, digging in a little bit, her hole was already slightly wet by the tail, and it was especially easy to enter.

It was hot and sticky, and some water was soaked from the honey hole, and he rolled it into his mouth. He found the small flower core and slowly scraped it with the barb hidden on his tongue.

Like a soft peach, it is full of juice when you eat it.

Chu Fan was hot all over, but he felt an inexplicable relaxation. When he did this kind of thing, he seemed to be floating in the clouds, and he could forget the stuffiness in his mind.

Ziwei buried her face in the center of her legs and licked it over and over again. Chu Fan couldn't stand the overwhelming pleasure. He kept raising his crotch and wanted to run, but was pulled back by his tail, making his licking deeper. .

Chu Fan let out a muffled sound, his calf entangled by the fox tail collapsed straight, and his entire buttocks trembled.

Not only the tongue, he also nibbled the swollen flower core with his teeth, holding the flower in his mouth, the warm tongue in and out from the honey hole, the barbs hooked on the flesh lips, a kind of slightly pulling thorns. pain.

Chu Fan clung to the bed tightly and kept muttering in a low voice, "Daoist... No, no need for this..."

She said no, the tip of the pedicle below was already standing up, and Ziwei was sucking it thinly, always feeling like she was drinking water, wave after wave, without stopping.

He let go of her, licked along his legs for a while, and panted, "You're really... so wet."

Chu Fan buried her face in her hands, and her tail wrapped around her. In a hurry, she buried her face in the big tail's fur.

Zi Wei laughed, and there were traces of pleasure from his tail. He coaxed, "Seven emotions and six desires... It's just human nature, Fan Niang."

Chu Fan's voice was small and vague, "Don't call me Fan Niang..."

Fan Niang... This title is really, extremely ambiguous.

Makes her misunderstood.

"What's your name then?"

He ripped her legs apart, exposing her pussy, her hard cock rubbing between her legs, dipping a bit of goo, like falling into a hot cheesecake, so soft.

During the action, the junction immediately became wet and slippery, the pouch was slapped up, and there was a crisp slapping sound. He held the penis, rubbed her flower core with the round part, and then slowly followed the small hole, Go straight in.

He muffled his voice, feeling the pleasure of advancing, and slowly inserted the sound of water.

Chu Fan hugged his waist tightly, feeling the hard muscles in his waist and abdomen, his mind was empty.

Ziwei hugged her buttocks, the fleshy stem went to the deepest point, and the shivering and full pleasure climbed along the spine. He resisted the urge to move violently and sniffed her neck.

"You said, what can I call you?"

There was only a whimper in Chu Fan's mouth, and his eyelashes were slightly wet, as if he couldn't answer.

Zi smiled, raised her chin, her brows were slightly red with a hint of delusion, "Didn't you say that we have a cause and effect?"

His clothes were still intact, his muscular muscles were half exposed, his silver hair was scattered like a waterfall, and there seemed to be a faint fire in his blue eyes, which was as charming as the mountains and forests, scorching the mind.

Chu Fan looked at his face, only to feel that his soul was about to die, sobbing and saying, "Master, you can call me Fanfan..."