Lonza Jewels (Father and Daughter H)

5. Shameful Death

"It's too deep, I can't stand it, Dad." Su Man cried hard, her voice laced with extreme squeamishness.

At the same time, she was suddenly awakened by the unbearable pleasure deep in her body.

Suddenly.

She opened her tearful eyes, and her dream was beginning to dissipate.

Su Man's mouth was dry, and she felt the dry tears at the corners of her eyes tighten the white tender skin on her face. She stood up slightly, only to realize that she was still maintaining the posture of yesterday, hanging on her father like a little sloth.

A ray of light shines through the top of the heavy curtains.

With this faint light, she glanced at the sleeping outline of the man. The bones were perfect, and the skin was flawless, like a fine art crafted by God.

Fortunately, Dad didn't wake up.

Su Man climbed down his chest very lightly, the sticky and wet legs stimulated her nerves, reminding her what a wild and extraordinary dream she had just had.

Her bare feet touched the cold ground, and her legs were so soft that she couldn't stand still.

The dream was just now, so real, it made her blushing.

She and her father kissed and entangled like a loving couple, and her father played and touched her legs and breasts like that, and then she was inserted into her body by her father, and her father cried hard, and he hit all the deep places. Open, possess and mark.

How could such a madly spoiled and cao love be her graceful and ascetic father.

Before slipping out of the bedroom, Su Man guiltily glanced at his father's abdomen.

Sure enough, Dad's well-curved abs seemed to be wet with water, clear and muddy.

Her ears were red and she held her breath, as if she could smell a moist and bewitching yin smell in the air.

Covering his breath and lips, he carefully knelt on one leg on the edge of the bed, and gently wiped away those greasy water stains with a tissue in his right hand.

At the same time, the man on the bed begged 10,000 times in his heart not to wake up.

Otherwise, she would be directly embarrassed to death because of her blushing and embarrassment.

Returning to his room like a thief with a guilty conscience, Su Man buried himself in the bedding, covering even his small head.

The air in the quilt is not circulating.

She came out after a while, Bai Nen's hand clenched the corner of the quilt, gasping for breath.

But as soon as she opened her eyes, her mind began to play some fragrant pictures.

Dad's genitals were black and purple, blood veins and veins covered its whole body, and it seemed to continue to swell.

The unbelievably thick yīn stems twitched at high speed in her pink and tender holes, the wet and delicate flower cores were red and swollen by his cao, and the fleshy membrane surrounding the roots was struggling to be translucent and tender pink. .

"Su Manman, are you crazy?" The girl lay back on the soft pillow, trying to keep herself from thinking about these dynamic images.

...

When Su Man woke up again, it was already 11 noon.

The dampness in her legs still didn't seem to dissipate, she lifted the quilt, went straight to the bathroom, and quickly arranged a humiliation bath for herself.