The weather was much cooler at night, but Wen Jian was very excited. He went to the stove to boil water with his bare chest.
Smoke rose from the stove soon.
Wen Li, who lived in the east room, looked out through the window and pinched the old man who was sleeping soundly. Wen Zheng turned over and looked at Wen Li who was peeking, and said hesitantly, "Old woman, what are you doing?"
Wen Li leaned close to Wen Zheng's ear and said, "Your son is boiling water in the stove."
Wen Zheng was slightly stunned. What could be done with water at this time? They were all experienced people, so of course they understood.
He smiled softly, "Just boil it, it's time to boil it."
After saying that, he closed his eyes again.
Wen Li saw that Wen Zheng was still as usual and had no reaction, so she snorted hard.
When Wen Zheng heard this, a smile slowly spread over his closed brows. He turned over quickly and reached into Wen Li's undergarment without even pulling off her bellyband. His fingertips touched a soft and erect nipple, and he grasped it with his five fingers, causing Wen Li to resist coquettishly and push his hand away softly. "Wen Zheng, what are you doing...?"
Wen Zheng propped himself up with one arm, put his head close to Wen Li's cheek, and gave her a kiss. "We're an old married couple, why are you shy? My son goes to get water in the middle of the night, so how can I fall behind?"
"I'm fucking, are you cumming? Hmm?"
The content is not finished yet, please continue reading on the next page. Wen Zheng was r0uing her nipples with one hand, and the other hand had already reached into Wen Li's vagina, accurately reaching the center of her legs.
Wen Li lived a comfortable life with Wen Zheng. A woman in her thirties was extremely juicy and her skin was even smoother. Wen Zheng pinched the protruding clitoris and pressed it gently. After a while, water came out from below.
Wen Li bit her lips, her dark eyes were charming, and she looked at the man shyly, and a little moan came out of her throat, "Wen Zheng... your hands are so rough, be gentle..."
Wen Zheng touched the water, untied their waists, held his penis with his hand and pressed it against the wet vagina, and thrust it in with a "gulp" sound...
After a while, Wen Li's comfortable moans and the man's heavy breathing could be heard in the room.
...
The east room and the west room were very close.
If there was a little movement, both sides could actually hear it.
There was a wooden barrel in the middle of the west room. Wen Jian carried water and poured it into the barrel. The warm water was filled with heat. Wen Jian glanced outside the door with his dark eyes. He heard some ymI sounds beside his ears, and turned around to close the door
. Then he went to the bedside. Ji Sang was hiding tightly in the quilt, and only one head was exposed. The little face was still flushed after sex, and the pair of black eyes seemed to be full of water. A casual glance was very attractive.
Wen Jian's lower abdomen was tightened by her sex, and he reached out and lifted the quilt covering her.
The content is not finished, continue reading on the next page. Ji Sang was naked under the quilt. She was startled by his sudden action, exclaimed, and suddenly hugged herself with both arms, staring at Wen Jian with her watery black eyes, "Wen Jian, what are you doing?"
She said in anger, and then she found that her voice was very hoarse, because she was fucked too much.
Her skin was delicate and fair. Wen Jian used a little more force and left fingerprints on her body. Wen Jian looked at her body full of various kiss marks and fingerprints.
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