Dog Man

Isn't "Dog Man" big?

Yan's mother smiled so much that the wrinkles on her face showed a loving arc: "Okay, okay, you are so tall and strong, why don't you carry her on your back? Go back quickly, it's getting late."

She originally thought of bringing some to Yan Zhao There was food to eat. Seeing that Yan Zhao was carrying someone on his back and couldn't free his hands, she had no choice but to give up the idea and asked Qiao Jiang to come back for dinner next time.

Qiao Jiang politely agreed, and as soon as she came out of the yard, she strangled Yan Zhao's neck and said in a dangerous tone: "Being like a baby?"

"Strangle me to death, and no one will carry you home." He blushed and said, He held her butt with his palm and rubbed it hard.

Qiao Jiang let go: "Then we'll strangle you to death when we get back."

Yan Zhao tilted his head: "Strangle to death, no one will fuck you tonight."

Qiao Jiang shook his legs and said in a leisurely tone: "There are many men outside. "

The man stopped and turned to look at her with a dark face: "Qiao Jiang, do you believe that I will do it to you in a moment?"

"You try?" She rubbed her feet against his legs provocatively.

It was a November day, and the barren mountains and ridges were frozen to death. No matter how beastly Yan Zhao was, he couldn't do this. Qiao Jiang was sure of him, and that's why he provoked him so arrogantly.

She didn't expect that Yan Zhao was carrying her back. As soon as he reached the yard, he shouted to Yan's mother: "Mom! Heat some hot water! I'll need it later!"

Qiao Jiang: "..."

Yan The mother didn't know why and thought he had stepped on something dirty when he went out. She put down the dishes she wanted to clean up and ran to the kitchen to boil water. She stretched her head to ask her son how much water he wanted, but she saw Yan Zhao's door closed.

Yan's mother: "..."

She closed the kitchen door silently and brought in a dozen kettles at once, planning to fill up all the buckets that could be used at home with hot water.

Yan Zhao hugged Qiao Jiang and put him on the bed. He closed the curtains, took out the remote control of the air conditioner, and turned on the air conditioner. He hadn't slept in it for more than half a month. The sheets were all new by Yan's mother. They smelled clean and breathable. Refreshing laundry detergent smell.

"You actually have a disc?" Qiao Jiang curiously opened his drawer, took out a horror disc, and asked him, "Is this good?"

Yan Zhao: "...you want to watch it?"

Old-fashioned DVD player It had not been used for a long time, but it was wiped clean by Yan's mother. He opened the disc and put it in: "I haven't used it for a long time. I don't know if I can watch it."

A picture appeared on the TV, and the beginning was eerie music. Qiao Jiang was very excited Watching with interest, Yan Zhao sat next to her and pulled her into his arms: "I didn't expect you liked watching this kind of thing."

Qiao Jiang thought he was talking about a horror movie and raised her chin noncommittally.

Within a few minutes, a scene from the 18th Forbidden Period appeared on the TV screen. The woman spread her legs wide open and rested on the man's waist. She was fucked until she gasped, and her two white breasts were fucked until they twitched back and forth in front of the screen.

She looked down at the disc box in her hand and finally understood what Yan Zhao meant.

Yan Zhao dug his fingers into her sweater and rubbed her breasts through her underwear.

Qiao Jiang pressed pause, pointed at the TV and asked, "You just want to watch this?"

"Many years ago, a boy sent this to me, and his family didn't want the DVD player. We used to be young, maybe fourteen or fifteen, seven or eight. All the boys were crowded in the room watching this.

"Then?" Qiao Jiang raised his eyebrows.

"It's all hard." Yan Zhao kissed her ear, held her hand and put it on his crotch, rubbing the erect penis through his pants, "They all refused to admit it."

"You admitted it?" Qiao Jiang Turn around and look at him face to face.

Yan Zhao nodded: "Well, I'm older than them."

Qiao Jiang laughed out loud: "Are you very proud?"

"Why are you laughing?" Yan Zhao liked her smile. When she smiled, her peach blossom eyes would shine. A bright light caught his heart like a hook.

He couldn't help but kiss her lips. He guided her hand with one hand to pull down his underwear, grasped her slender fingers and wrapped them around the hot giant, and asked her in a hoarse voice: "Isn't it big?"

Qiao Jiang laughed so hard that she fell into his arms, her shoulders shaking.

Yan Zhao also laughed and asked: "Why are you laughing?"

She couldn't stop laughing. The cold man pressed her down, lowered his head and kissed her lips. She raised her chin in response to his kiss, holding one hand Go down his chest and abdomen and hold the hot cock directly.

The voice was filled with a little smile: "Big."