General Attack] Daily routine of cannon fodder drilling (high H, np)

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Meng Chuanxiong opened his mouth to moan, but Han Changfeng took the opportunity to grab his tongue. The sound of water stains kept ringing, and a little bit of the fluid that he had not swallowed left behind from the corner of his mouth.

"It's so sweet. Chuanxiong, please turn around and kneel on the chair."

Han Changfeng nuzzled Meng Chuanxiong with the tip of his nose. Meng Chuanxiong couldn't bear his tone and said nothing. She turned around obediently and raised her round buttocks.

Han Changfeng slapped his buttocks unceremoniously. Looking at the waves of flesh, he bent down and took a bite on his buttocks, leaving his own mark.

"Uh-huh... little bastard, are you a dog? Ahhhhhhhhh..."

Meng Chuanxiong was slightly in pain, and wanted to turn around and scold Han Changfeng, but was so surprised by the intrusion that he screamed, and his legs softened and he almost fell.

"The dog is coming to fuck the CEO's cunt."

Han Changfeng spoke with a smile, and shamelessly accepted Meng Chuanxiong's words, and even used this to say very lewd words.

Meng Chuanxiong looked at him with wide eyes, but the crimson color in the corner of her eyes greatly reduced the intimidation. Instead of being afraid, Han Changfeng found Meng Chuanxiong very cute like this.

"Uh-huh, ahhh, be gentler... Uh-huh, ahhh, so deep... Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

Meng Chuanxiong clung to the back of the chair, and the slapping sound coming from behind was deafening. The flesh in her vagina was crushed again and again by the hard and hot objects, and a numbing sensation spread all over Meng Chuanxiong's body.

"How is that possible? It needs to be stronger, and the doggy style needs to be fucked all the way to the inside."

Feeling the wetness coming from his back, Meng Chuanxiong closed his eyes in shame, knowing that he had no way to stop the person behind him, so he could only pretend not to hear.

But Han Changfeng was unwilling to let Meng Chuanxiong go, so he slowly moved closer to Meng Chuanxiong's ear, holding a nipple in each hand and pulling it out.

"Do you feel uncomfortable, President Meng? Why don't you say anything?"

After Han Changfeng asked, a hint of bad taste suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Don't you like the title President Meng? Then how about I change it to another one...Master."

The sudden contraction of her pussy proved everything to Han Changfeng. Han Changfeng held Meng Chuanxiong's vagina and kept thrusting it in, and the words in his mouth were even worse than before.

"Haha, the master's cunt is so comfortable to suck on, it's so wet and soft, I really want to die in it."

"So are the nipples. How come they are so swollen that they are almost producing milk?"

Meng Chuanxiong's eyes widened for a moment, never expecting that Han Changfeng could say such a thing.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh can't do it..."

The semen water gurgled out, flowed all the way down the thigh, and flowed onto the chair. It was obviously very stimulated.

"Obviously I like it very much."