War Love Snow

Hao Hanzhan was proud of her perseverance. After paying off her sweet ecstasy, holding Xuexue at this moment was so weak. The nephrite Wen Xiang leaned against his body, and his daughter Xiang Xiang penetrated her nose to seduce him and seduce him. If it hadn't been reminded herself that her body couldn't stand it, I'd be afraid that she would have pressed her deeply underneath her mercy. After the previous passion, the unfinished placket was still loose, and the delicate milk on her side was exposed. The red plum ingot was placed on Xuefeng, and it looked bright and dripping. The hem of the placket was pinched to the root of the leg. His thigh caught his gaze like a magnet, and his lower body was painful and anxious for the little tenderness to soothe.

After a while, Han Xue still felt that the male body leaning against him was still tense. He couldn't help worrying, raised his small hand and stroked the man's chest, and asked "Are you okay?"

She chilled and grabbed a small hand in her chest, holding her against the iron rod that was about to explode.

"Scared ──" Han Xue was startled, and reflexively wanted to shrink his hand, but he refused. He spit out hot words in his ears: "It wants to enter the small hole under you, but I'm afraid it will break you." After uttering, she licked and bit her red, sharp earlobe.

Han Xue tensely held the iron rod under her hand, and caused the chilling groan, "Huh ..." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The chill loosened Han Xue's hand, put her lightly on the wooden bed, and turned to get the bed Coarse porcelain bowl with head.

"Chill?" Han Xue's face was puzzled, but her eyes couldn't move away from the shiver's crotch, where she was raised high up. Because of the drug the night before, I did n’t have time to see the stuff that filled her small holes, but the feeling I just started was so huge that she could n’t grasp it with one hand, no wonder she felt so painful.

The chilling hands turned around holding the bowl, watching Han Xue's eyes stopped under his crotch, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Want to see?" When seeing Han Xue looking at him with shame and blush, he said nothing. Pull the trousers belt by your hands and let the trousers fall to your feet. The huge male root of Ang Yang, with its blue iron bars on the iron rods, rose up at a seventy-five degree angle with the body, and saw that Xuexue took a breath. "It's so big!" He glared at the chill and said, "No wonder people are so painful, you won't be allowed to touch them in the future."

She chilled and sat next to her with a smile, unzipped her waist gown with one hand, opened the gown, and exposed the perfect female body. He looked obsessively: "It's beautiful!"

"What are you doing!" Han Xue blushed and rescued her loose robe. Pulled the upper body, but could not care about the lower body.

"You need medicine!" The chill held her thin white bare feet in one hand and pulled her legs apart.

"What medicine?" Han Xue desperately put her legs together, not wanting him to see where he was so ashamed.

"Abrasions!" The chill shot very quickly at Han Xue's acupoint, and then opened her tight thighs. In the thin black pubic hair circle, the delicate little red eyes were unusually swollen, "I'm really hurting Now. "

Han Xue was so mad and angry that she was able to scratch the small hole and needed medicine. When she passed it out, she did n’t need to see anyone. I thought about it here, but I saw a chill and stretched out a finger to gently touch the lower body. There was a slight tingling. This visual effect caused her abdomen to become hot, and only felt a warm current flowing from the small hole.

He chills, and the black pupil sinks, glancing at Han Xue with a smile, and sees Han Xue sullen and angry, "Do you want to take medicine anymore!"

"Yes," chills and laughed twice, "but let me clean it up before taking the medicine," she said, leaning over her face and licking between her legs, her thick tongue licking the red, swollen and closed labia, Digged into the small hole and licked. The vaginal irritation caused Han Xue to shed more love fluid, making the chirping sound of water whispering when licking.

"Yeah ... don't ..." Han Xue panted and tried to escape, but his lower body couldn't move. "Hmm ..." The chilling tongue licked the inner wall of the acupoint with a little pain, but more of it was pleasure. She could feel every movement of the chilling tongue in the small hole, "Ah ... um ..." He unexpectedly, he actually penetrated the tongue into the small hole and went in and out, his lips and teeth followed the tongue in and out to lick Grinding the **** made her pleasure suddenly increase, the small hole tightened and contracted, and the chill suddenly relieved the cold hole in Han Xue's waist and lifted her up. She knelt down on one knee, but her tongue did not leave the small hole. His legs were split on his shoulders, his head tilted backwards to make his tongue deeper, and he rolled the honey dripping from the depths.

"Ah ... ah ..." Han Xue shuddered to reach the climax, but felt that the lower abdomen was hot, and the leaked love fluid was swallowed up by the chill.

I put the still-breathing pretty girl back on the wooden bed, and the chill hit her acupoint again, this time with her upper body.

"What are you ...?"

The chill smirked at her, "I'm going to burst, I really want to insert into your little hole" and said, while covering one of her jade hands on one side of her breast and the other on her own abdomen She divided her tender white thighs to the sides and made her masturbate. The little face just after the climax did not fade, which caused his lower body to become more painful. He snarled, grabbed his iron rod in one hand, and quickly drew it, and the other hand quickly dip the medicine in the coarse porcelain bowl into the cave just after the baptism of his lips.

"Yeah ..." Han Xue widened her eyes in surprise, watching the chill masturbating, and moaning at the coolness of the intruding fingers inside the cave.

"I really want to enter your body now" chirping and saying provocative love while panting, one hand quickly fiddled with his male roots, and the other hand did not forget to dip the liquid into the crypt to wipe. "I want you fiercely." His eyes stared at the sultry posture of the people on the bed, his eyes were burning as if they were burning, Han Xue was panting, his body was hot, and his rough fingers were in the hole. As she walked in and out, her wolf-like eyes made her feel that it wasn't his fingers that went in and out of her body, but his iron rod. As soon as his chest was hot, his fingers twisted and his fingers quickly contracted, and she reached an **** again, and after the chill quickly fiddled herself a few times, her waist straightened, and the white **** hit the opposite wall like an arrow.