80s: Little Sweet Wife

Meimei twisted her body impatiently, so uncomfortable =...

"Mingshun...brother...sorry..."

The girl's soft body kept twisting. She was wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans today. The t-shirt had a sweetheart neckline and was a little loose. As soon as her body twisted, the collar was pulled down a lot and exposed. Ice skin. !

Yan Mingshun's eyes darkened, and the scene in his dream appeared again...

In the dream, Meimei's skin was so white that she was pressed under him...without clothes...

Yan Mingshun's eyes became scorching hot, his breathing thickened, and the strength of his arms around his brows became stronger and stronger, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Mei Mei... You are so sweet... Honey is sweet..."

"Uncomfortable...Brother Mingshun...Uncomfortable..."

Meimei couldn't think anymore. All she could see was the blue sky and white clouds, but it was infinitely far away from her, and her body was Yan Mingshun, which was as hot as a stove and could burn her blood...

Yan Mingshun was also very uncomfortable. His desire was like a giant dragon that had been blocked for thousands of years. He was eager to rush out and rushed to the Taoyuan Holy Land that he had longed for...

"Call my name..." Yan Mingshun said in a hoarse voice, looking at the charming girl under him, his body tense and the sweat on his forehead like soybeans.

"Ming Shun..."

The girl's voice was like a coquettish girl, her body curled up, and she also played two spins. Eating two Viagra tablets would be more stimulating. Yan Mingshun's eyes were already red, and only the desire of Chi Guoguo remained.

"...Good...I don't feel bad for my kiss..."

Yan Mingshun is like a big bad wolf that has been dormant for a long time, coaxing the simple little white rabbit, and the kiss is covered again, from the lips to the auricle, to the chin...the neck...

His hands are no longer honest, he groped from under the hem of his clothes, along the smooth skin... to... and then to...

Meimei, whose brain was burned to death, felt a pair of hands like red-hot charcoal, moving around her body. Everywhere she went, it seemed like a chrome print—

hot...like a dragon...

When the ferrochrome came to the sensitive place, the eyebrows were bombarded...

She opened her eyes suddenly, her hand grabbed the paw of someone who was eager to know, and held it tightly, preventing the advance of the paw.

"...No...Brother Mingshun...No..."

In other places, you can kiss and touch... But there is absolutely no way, her Wangzai small steamed buns——

What a shame!

If you want to touch it, you can touch it later when you grow up!

However, Yan Mingshun misunderstood the meaning of Meimei, and thought she was shy, he was a little annoyed, how could he be so sullen?

What if you freak out Meimei?

"Don't be afraid... I'm too anxious... I won't touch it..."

Yan Mingshun withdrew his hand ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ where his fingers touched, it was soft and greasy, and the highest-grade silk was smooth, like mellow milk, which made people addicted and reluctant to part with it.

No wonder the ancients said that the skin is as creamy and creamy as crisp. When he saw these verses, he didn't feel anything. He just thought that the ancients were too exaggerated, but now he really thinks what the ancients said could not be more appropriate.

Isn't that how he felt just now?

So smooth, so greasy, so soft...

Yan Mingshun rested his chin on Meimei's neck, trying to control the desire to vent in his body, but the fragrance of a girl kept coming in from his nose, like an aphrodisiac, which stimulated him again.

"Meimei...I'll go down there...may come back..."

Yan Mingshun said something in a hurry, then got up and left, and after a while, he disappeared into the woods, frowning tightly, looking very painful.