Dog Man

"Dog Man" begs me

There were only two downlights turned on in the room, and warm yellow light shone just above Yan Zhao's head. He saw Qiao Jiang sitting on his chest, lifting her buttocks little by little and moving, her voluptuous buttocks rubbing against her strong abdominal muscles. She went down bit by bit, and when she was about to touch the hot penis, she stopped.

She fingered his concave nipples and lowered her head to bite them.

Yan Zhao's body tensed and his eyes were fixed on her face. He saw her stretch out the tip of her red tongue and wrap it around her nipple, bite it hard and pull it out. While licking it, she looked at him with her eyes.

He struggled to free his wrist, but did not break away from the rope. The penis between his legs was so hard that it hurt, and his voice was hoarse with desire: "Qiao Jiang."

Qiao Jiang bit his nipple on the other side, her long silky hair It was draped on the back of her head, and fell down to brush against his chest as she moved. Every time she moved, those soft hair would brush against his skin, causing an uncontrollable itch.

Yan Zhao took a deep breath, and his beautiful shark muscles undulated. He called her again: "Qiao Jiang."

His dick was numb with two hair ropes, so he pushed his crotch, and Qiao Jiang pounced forward. Next, she frowned, turned around, and slapped her dick with her hand.

His genitals were almost numb and he was also hit. The pain was so painful that Yan Zhao's eyes almost turned red. Veins popped up all over his neck. His voice was so hoarse that he said, "Let go."

"Please me." Qiao Jiang She sat down and put her index finger on his glans, which was stained with a lot of transparent liquid. She smeared the mucus on his abdominal muscles, raised her eyebrows and said to him, "Look, he likes it very much."

Yan Zhao was about to be sucked . She went crazy, gasped a few times and said, "Let go."

Seeing that he still didn't bow his head, Qiao Jiang got out of bed, took a pen over, and started writing on the glans.

Yan Zhao: "..."

"Don't move." She held the pillar and wrote the word "ginger" on the glans one stroke at a time. After only two strokes, Yan Zhao shouted against his crotch, "Don't you touch me now?" Let go, you will suffer later."

Qiao Jiang picked up the pen and poked his horse in the eye: "What did you say?"

Yan Zhao: "..."

His abdominal muscles were shaking, Qiao Jiang poked, Seeing that he was shivering violently, he laughed and said, "Is it so comfortable?"

He poked again.

"Qiao Jiang!" Yan Zhao tried hard to break the rope twice, and his wrists were turned purple by the rope. He held his breath and suddenly exerted force with both hands. The rope did not break, but the foot of the bed where the rope was tied was broken.

When Qiao Jiang heard the noise, she was still holding the pen in her hand and was about to continue writing.

The next second, she was pressed on the bed by Yan Zhao. He untied the rope on his hand and threw it aside. He held her hands and raised them above her head. He spread her legs and put them on her waist. He pulled off the dick with one hand. With two hair ropes, he held the glans and inserted it into her hole.

She was very wet, and Yan Zhao penetrated her completely with one thrust.

Qiao Jiang was thrust forward and screamed. She was so engorged that her bones were numb, and her hands were pressed above her head. Before she had time to adapt, the man began to thrust and thrust violently, making the whole bed tremble.

Yan Zhao lowered his head, kissed and bit her breasts through the silk nightgown, and sucked her nipples in his mouth.

Qiao Jiang's toes twitched in comfort, and she couldn't stop moaning from her throat.

Yan Zhao kissed her along her neck to her lips, then pulled her into his arms, held her buttocks and pushed him up crazily. The sound of snapping was obscene and erotic. Qiao Jiang gasped hard and was knocked down. Trembling on his shoulders.

When the climax came, she wanted to bite his neck, and when she opened her mouth, Yan Zhao captured her lips.

Qiao Jiang's whimpers filled his mouth.

Seductive, with a cry.

Yan Zhao was so excited when he heard that, he held her buttocks and fucked her harder, making Qiao Jiang breathless. He bit her lips and tongue eagerly, thrusting his hips like crazy, and the water splashed everywhere. , Qiao Jiang was fucked until his brain went blank and his consciousness was in chaos.

In the flickering light and shadow in front of his eyes, a shiny thing appeared.

That was the firefly brought by Yan Zhao.