Spoil You All Your Life

(Mo Zimu panted, pulling Shi Zixian with both hands, trying to pull him up... This time his gentle and rhythm guided her **** and desires, and at the same time seemed to force her to be too impatient to counter him. Up.)

Shi Zixian, who was pulled by Mo Zimu, only paused for a while and continued to kiss her lower abdomen, allowing her to tremble with light or heavy bites.

"Oh, uh, sub...string..."

At last, Mo Zimu was so irritated that he pulled Shi Zixian on her body, panting, "Zixian, I...hot."

Shi Zixian, who knows exactly what the subtext in Mo Zimu's words means, deliberately left the words unclear, "Take off your clothes."

Mo Zimu, whose brain was swollen, instinctively understood that Shi Zixian asked her to undress him, pulling his coat and pulling...

From the objects and actions that Mo Zimu chose, Shi Zixian captured the information that satisfied him. In the darkness, the smile on the corners of his mouth became more and more charming. It seems that the desire for small things. Hope is really polished by him. Anxious.

The little girlfriend took off his clothes for the first time, Shi Zixuan also cooperated tightly. With a wave of his hand, the jacket was thrown aside, and the shirt tucked in the waistband was wrinkled by Mo Zimu or not. After unbuttoning the button, he threw it aside.

When Mo Zimu stretched out his hand to pull on Shizixian's belt buckle, Shizixian gently embraced Mo Zimu with his arms, kissed her lips softly, and the tip of her tongue traced the shape of her lips. The hot chest pressed against her plumpness, intentionally Rubbing unintentionally, causing the tender body below to tremble.

Mo Zimu's tongue was eager for Shi Zixian's gentle kiss, and the plump old brother was pressed and rubbed by his hot chest. The constant stimulation made her always distracted and unable to untie the belt in her hand, and finally anxious. Got 嘤嘤 called out Shi Zixian for help.

"You can't take off the substring."

Unexpectedly, Shi Zixian deliberately mischievous, stretched out his hand to untie Mo Zimu's trousers, and pulled her down along with her close-fitting panties, leaving her to lie down under him in the dark without a trace.

Mo Zimu trembled and stretched out his hand in the invisible space to reach Shi Zixian, "Zixian..."

Feeling the faint fear in her voice, Shi Zixian quickly leaned over and hugged Mo Zimu's body, pecked her face once and then, with a warm breath, "Little thing, I am here."

With less irritation in his chest, Mo Zimu's dizzy brain cooled slightly, and the arms holding Shi Zixian slowly fumbled towards the waist of his pants, as if he had specially cooperated with her. The man on his body had nothing to do except pecking at her. For other irritating movements, the belt buckle that couldn't be opened before was unfastened by her. The rushing sound of the belt made Mo Zimu feel an inexplicable light joy in his bones, and the subsequent pulling action became confident. Too many, her trousers were halfway down, because she was lying on her back, she couldn't help her, she couldn't help but screamed to Shi Zixian with anger.

"Zixian, help me."

Hearing her faintly coquettish voice, Shi Zixian suddenly lowered her body, and while covering her with a compact body, she was tightly pressed against Mo Zimu's body somewhere, and her arms around her waist were gently pulled away. With both legs, looking for the warmth of her own heat, Moss slowly turned to her.

In the space where the five fingers are not visible, Mo Zimu half-opened his eyes and said anxiously, "No... not like this, ah..."

Shi Zixian suddenly entered Mo Zimu's body a little bit. After hearing her low groan, he stopped and backed out. After repeated several times, Mo Zimu seemed anxious, "Let you help me Take off his pants, um, no, no... this way."

Suddenly, Shi Zixian leaned close to Mo Zimu's cochlea, bewitching her mind, "Is this a little thing you can't handle?"

"what!"

Mo Zimu was caught off guard. Shi Zixian, who was touching her body entrance, suddenly penetrated into her body. The intense stimulation made her scream, and her soft body tightened quickly. She hadn't gotten used to his intrusion. The heat quickly withdrew, and once again lingered at the mouth of her wet flower path.

Minute after minute...

Mo Zimu's breathing became more and more rapid as Shi Zixian's temptation and confusion, but he who mastered the rhythm refused to take the next step. The deep but shallow provocation made her feel more and more accumulated in her body. The feelings of emptiness piled up, and she writhed under him with dissatisfaction. When he wanted to cater to him, he would retreat, and when she was discouraged, he would provoke her wantonly.

Finally, Mo Zi was annoyed.

"I want to be on top!"

Emotion and desire have long been seduced. The voice of Mo Zimu, who was drawn out, seemed to be crying, soft and delicate. He penetrated into Shi Zixian's heart, and the hook almost made him sink. The waist tasted her well.

Seeing that Shi Zixian didn't get up, Mo Zimu just stood up on his own, "I want to be on top, on top."

This villain, relying on him to suppress her to enter, tortured people.

"Ah."

Shi Zixian chuckled and stretched out his hand to hug Mo Zimu, "Hey, be careful not to knock."

Mo Zimu hugged Shi Zixian's neck tightly, buried his head in his shoulders, and held him against his body to change the posture of the two.

Mo Zimu, who ‘turned over to be the master’, was happy as soon as he sat firmly on Shi Zixian’s lap. Hehe, let’s see how you avoid it.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Zimu pulled Shi Zixian's trousers unfavorably, and murmured dissatisfied in his throat, "I really want to promote the use of skirts for all people, regardless of men, women, young or old, or miniskirts."

Shi Zixian smiled and held Mo Zimu's body with both hands to prevent her from knocking and falling. After she was finished, she hugged her to her body, as if there was a radar location, and accurately found her lips, grabbed it, deep Kissing.

The sight is dark everywhere, eyes can’t see, and people’s ears and feelings become sensitive. The closed carriage is sealed in a garage with a locked door. In a small space, Mo Zimu can hear clearly The sound of Shi Zixian's deep breathing and the unobstructed body rubbing between each other also made her more sensitive in the quiet air.

Mo Zimu kissed her passionately, and Mo Zimu was hot, lying on Shi Zixian's body and twisting gently. It was not the first time he was lying on his body. When he was lying on his stomach before, it was not that he did not feel that he was treating her physically. The reaction, but, never before has it been like this, the two of them were naked.

Mo Zimu didn't know whether he moved just right, or Shi Zixian catered to it intentionally or unintentionally, and their bodies happened to fit.

"Uh."

Mo Zimu let out a breath, put his hands on both sides of Shi Zixian's shoulders, carefully sinking his body down until the two bodies were completely close together.

"...Substring."

Shi Zixian frowned slightly, resisting his desire to gallop. Looking forward, he gently gathered Mo Zimu's long hair that fell on her chest to her back, and the enthusiasm buried in her body moved slowly, not as enthusiastically. A little bit of feeling induced her.

Gradually, Mo Zimu's body slowly followed the rhythm of the previous generation Zixian, and the body that was lying on his chest also sat up, and as her movements increased, the moans that overflowed in her throat became denser. , The fullness of the chest drew an invisible arc in the air.

"Uh..."

In the delicate and charming voice, Shi Zixian frowned and tightened her eyebrows. The original intention was to guide her to learn to take the initiative. She took the initiative, and the test on him was really big enough, but she could not talk about the technical youthful movements because Her groans and groans made him more and more unable to suppress, her appearance, her body, even in the dark car, he seemed to be able to see every part and every place, so familiar Let his heart move.

Shi Zixian squeezed Mo Zimu Yingying's unbearable waist with both hands, helping her to rise and fall, and the panting sound that entered the eardrum became more and more appealing, making him think that he would become more intense in the next second.

When a thin layer of sweat developed on his body, Mo Zimu lay down on his soft body weakly, rubbed Shi Zixian's chest lazily, and said softly, "Zixian, I'm out of strength."

Shi Zixian put an arm around Mo Zimu's waist, and asked in a dumb voice, "Should I move?"

Mo Zimu rubbed against him, but did not see Shi Zixian placing one hand on the next seat adjustment button, softly responding, "Yeah."

"what."

Suddenly, Shi Zixian raised her body fiercely to make Mo Zimu scream, before he had time to ask him anything, the hardness inside his body began to move, like a trapped animal that had been suppressed for a long time, both brave and joyful Benz is moving.

He thought, no matter how dark, her beauty, he would never lose a little.

She thought, so dark, his eyes definitely couldn't see the passion she was completely engaged at the moment.

Mo Zimu's hands were wrapped around Shi Zixian, and the seductive gentle undulations rubbed against his chest, and the continuous moaning in the pitch black space gradually turned into a coquettish cry that was louder than a louder.