Chiyin

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In bed, Yan Zhao was not really so easy to talk, and Shen Shiyin's soft verbal resistance was almost ineffective.

It's just that he can see that she is really tired.

Shen Shiyin only went to bed in the early hours of the morning last night, and got up at five or six in the morning. Although there are not many affairs to be dealt with today, he is always busy outside for a day. In the evening, he went to dinner again. A group of people drank and bragged endlessly. I returned to the hotel very late and had to send cold medicine.

She never got a rest, her spirit was on the verge of its limit, and the surging climax almost drained her last trace of physical strength.

After the pleasure, there was only burnout left. She curled up on the bed, the mattress in the top suite was soft and comfortable, the indoor lighting was dim, her eyes were half closed, and she was really about to fall asleep.

If she really wants to do it, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on for a while, and she will have to faint with insufficient strength, not to mention that once she does it, he can't let her go easily.

He hasn't reached this level of irrationality yet.

Yan Zhao broke her cheek, leaned over and kissed her, sucking her lips while grabbing her hand and bringing it between her legs.

Shen Shiyin was so tired that he didn't want to spend his strength resisting, so he let him lead and hold the erect sex organ.

It's hard, it's hot, and the size is terrible. Her palm was against the thick stem, and she felt it gently moving in her hand because of excitement.

Yan Zhao took her to roll a few times, and then asked her to come by herself. Shen Ciyin was lazy and perfunctory. As soon as he relaxed, he bit the tip of his tongue. She bit back and entangled fiercely. The two kissed deeper and deeper.

Back and forth, not only did he not lower the fire to him, but he touched him harder and harder.

Yan Zhao pinched her buttocks: "Open your legs. ”

Shen Xiyin was a little embarrassed by his kiss, and he did so in a daze, spreading his legs.

The wet red legs can be seen at a glance with her movements, and there is also a small mole on the inside of the white thigh root. Every time Yan Zhao gives her a mouth, she likes to kiss it by the way, biting and licking on that piece of skin, leaving a very shallow mark. Mark.

He leaned close, holding his penis with five fingers and slapped it twice on the sensitive mons pubis, then put his glans against the upright clitoris, rubbed lightly in a circle, and the clear liquid overflowed from her small eyes, which was sticky and mixed with her liquid.

Shen Shiyin clearly felt the existence of his sexual organs, exuding aggressiveness menacingly, subconsciously wanting to hide, he was held down.

Yan Zhao propped one hand on her side, half kneeling on the bed, her upper body muscles were smooth, and she was caged by dim lights, hiding the power that was ready to go.

He lowered his head, his black hair hanging down, and down was a tight waist and abdomen, connected to her crotch bones, as if they were really closely united.

Yan Zhao sank his waist and slammed into the heart of her leg one by one. His penis was pressed into the wet and tender flesh, and he was lightly wrapped in two pieces of soft flesh. The intertwined blue veins of his body rubbed the wet acupuncture points and urethra with his movements on the top, grinding out a piece.It was itchy, and the stiff top slammed into the sensitive clitoris. The small nucleus of flesh was rubbed by him quickly and heavily, swollen and red, and it was on the verge of the limit of pleasure.