Qiao Jiang opened the car door, sat in the driver’s seat first, picked up the purified water, opened it, and took a sip of water.
Yan Zhao opened the passenger door and sat in the passenger seat. He was a big man. As soon as he sat down, Qiao Jiang felt that the whole car was sinking.
She opened the center armrest box, took out a red square box and threw it into Yan Zhao’s arms.
“Here?” The man glanced at her.
Qiao Jiang raised his eyebrows: “Have you never done this in a car?”
Yan Zhao didn’t say anything, as if he acquiesced. The car was too narrow for a person of his size. He couldn’t even stretch his legs, and his head was almost on it. Car.
He moved the chair all the way back and looked up again. Qiao Jiang had already taken off her shark pants. She turned on the air conditioner, got up and came over from the driver’s seat, straddling him.
The underwear was still wet and clung to his pants.
“Except for your mouth, you can’t touch it.” Qiao Jiang unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, “Everything else is fine.”
Her whole body was indifferent, her high-pitched eyes fell on him, as if looking at a piece of goods, her eyebrows He twisted it gently: “Are you waiting for me to take it off for you?”
Yan Zhao pulled the T-shirt from the hem with one hand and threw it into the back seat.
He has a good figure, with strong chest and abdominal muscles. His arms are showing muscle lines without exerting any force. Even when he is sitting there, his abdominal muscles are clearly defined and beautifully shaped.
Qiao Jiang took off her shirt, leaving only black underwear on her body. Her skin was very white, and when illuminated by the carriage lights, her skin glowed with a layer of enamel. Her eyes lightly scanned Yan Zhao, and she reached out to take the underwear from the front. With a slight tug on the buckle, he took off his underwear.
The white breasts are round and firm, with small tips and a reddish pink color.
Yan Zhao’s rough palms stretched out, along her water snake-like waist, and directly grasped a lump of breast flesh. His hands were large, with calluses on the fingertips and palms. He covered the breasts with his five fingers and grasped them hard, all over. He tilted his head forward, opened his mouth and took the nipple in his mouth.
Qiao Jiang gasped lightly. She hadn’t had sex in nearly two months and her body was a little sensitive. The man’s tongue was very hot. She wrapped her nipples and sucked them for a while. Then she took a big mouthful of breasts and chewed them. There was a clear swallowing sound. Came, accompanied by the man’s gradually heavier breathing.
Yan Zhao kneaded the other lump of breast flesh with his other hand, and repeatedly played with the hard nipple with his two knuckles. After finishing the breast on this side, he tilted his head and ate the nipple tip and breast flesh on the other side.
Qiao Jiang looked at him condescendingly, put her fingers on the back of his neck, pushed out her chest, and pushed her breasts deeper into his mouth.
I don’t know if it was because she hadn’t done it for a long time, but the man just licked her breasts, and her bottom was so wet.
Yan Zhao also got hard, and his penis stretched up his pants.
Qiao Jiang stretched out his hand to pull down his pants, released his penis from his underwear, looked at the black cock, raised his eyebrows and said, “It is indeed black.”
Black is black, and it is big enough.
The glans is slightly larger than that of ordinary people.
Yan Zhao inserted his fingers into her underwear, and his fingertips were stained with sticky semen. He pushed the underwear aside and stretched out two fingers to play with her lips.
Qiao Jiang’s hair was cleanly shaved, and it was white, soft, and fleshy. Her lips were soaked with water, and when she poked them with her finger, there was a puddle of mucus.
“Can you lick it?” She stood up, pulled her underwear down, and threw it into Yan Zhao’s face.
The underwear was damp, but it still retained a bit of fragrance, like the smell of her body.
“No.” He took off the underwear from his face, put the small square bag between his teeth, bit it open, and put it on himself.
“Then what do you know?” Qiao Jiang straddled his lap again, rubbing her index finger on the indented nipples on his chest.
She wanted to bite it out.
However, before she could take action, Yan Zhao intervened first.
He penetrated her very hard. As soon as the huge glans penetrated her, he grabbed her waist and inserted the whole penis into the deepest part.
The man’s size was too big, and his pussy felt like it was being torn apart. Qiao Jiang’s waist was straightened by the pressure, and her lower abdomen trembled uncontrollably.
Yan Zhao slapped her white buttocks, then grabbed her two voluptuous buttocks and pushed her lower abdomen hard, his voice was as hoarse as if he had been filled with sand.
“I only know how to fuck.”
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Dog Man
Romance⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ MTL ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Not my Story ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Not my coverphoto 《狗男人》 作者: 蘇瑪麗 1v1 double non-c copywriting: wrong time and place, including characters. The desire in Qiao Jiang's heart grew like weeds. She desperately needed something to pull her out...