Wang Yan couldn't believe her eyes at all, was she wrong at this moment, or was she wrong that day in Moon Bay? That day, it was obviously very stout! Why is it so small now? So small that it is hidden in a pile of weeds, it is almost impossible to find.

The grass was lush and shiny, but it was also dark enough.

Looking at his bare skin, it is quite white, and the contrast with his sun-burned face is very great, and the contrast with that Dongdong is even greater, and you are not sunbathed! There is no sea breeze blowing either! Why is it as black as a lump of charcoal?

She pulled Zhang Jianzhong's pants down to her knees, he was still lying there like a dead pig, asleep, why are you asleep? He drank, and you didn't, and he was drunk, how could you get drunk? Aren't you under the control of your master? Don't you get angry when you want to? Show me in anger, as you did in Moon Bay, and stand majestically and proudly to show me.

Her face rested on his lower abdomen, and she looked at the thing up close, her breath blowing the pile of grass from east to west. That Dongdong seemed to hear her words, and it seemed that he was a little awake and no longer so little, come on! Go on! Don't be so soft, okay? Don't let me down, okay? Other......

That Dongdong jumped up all of a sudden, and Zhang Jianzhong also moved, put one hand on her back, and soon slid down again. Wang Yan hurriedly turned his head and looked at his face in a panic, he frowned, as if he was saying something, and his angular lips kept shaking.

A false alarm.

Eyes moved back again, and Wang Yan's heart jumped happily.

Miracle, really miracle.

In the blink of an eye, it was unrecognizable and stood tall like a flagpole. It's not a good analogy, it's not a flagpole. The flagpole is slender and long, but it is long, but it is not thin at all, and the head of the mushroom is a little surprisingly big.

Wang Yan is a woman who has seen many killings, and she can compare Zhang Jianzhong's specialness. Originally, the man's Dongdong was ugly enough, but he was even uglier, and he was so black and shiny, especially the mushroom head, which was buttoned with a large steel helmet.

Suddenly, she remembered a very figurative word, Mushroom Cloud.

The clouds that rose up from the atomic bomb explosion are called mushroom clouds, and the black and shiny east and east are exactly that shape, which seems to be regular, but there is no law at all, the original surface is smooth, but it is uneven, bursting out of twisted and twisted green tendons, and the umbrella-like mushroom head is so open that it makes people feel very explosive.

Wang Yan couldn't help but itch for a while, her legs were clamped, and she felt that the stream was flowing out uncontrollably.

Women also have uncontrolled times, and she really wants to take it right away.

However, he still tried very hard to control himself, and leaned down his face to stick to the extremely ugly Dongdong. She found that it was so hot, and her face was very comfortable, so she could still lie quietly on his lower abdomen, and her breathing was naturally stronger and stronger every time, so she smelled a wisp of earth and a faint scent of grass.

Is it a psychological effect, or will little men have this very primitive and simple atmosphere?

She is a little obsessed with this feeling, while feeling the heat with her face, while loving with her hands, although her ex-boyfriend always said that she and she had never touched a woman before, but his skillful Cheng dù made her suspicious, and there was always an indescribable unhappiness in her heart, and there was always a feeling of being deceived, perhaps, it was this inexplicable knot that made her always have an indescribable good impression of Zhang Jianzhong.

At this moment, she didn't want to end this feeling lightly, just put her face on it, kissed it with her lips, and then stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick it, starting from the bottom, climbing up little by little, and when she hovered over the head of the mushroom, she couldn't help but open her mouth and swallow it.

His legs were clamped again, and he couldn't stand it, and his other hand went down, knowing that he was already muddy, but he still didn't expect it to be so muddy.

She fiddled with the mushroom head as if she were eating a popsicle, closing her mouth to feel the hardness of the umbrella-like edge. Several times, she wanted to confiscate the whole root, but she found that it was not possible at all, and it was all inserted into her throat, and it seemed that there was still a long section left outside.

This ugly thing is really good!

This ugly thing, I don't know if I can afford it?

Zhang Jianzhong moved, this time it was Na Dongdong who was moving, and just touched his throat, he buzzed a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly spit it out, only to see a touch of saliva sliding down Na Dongdong.

She glanced at his face and saw that he opened his eyes slightly.

"It's so cool." He muttered, which embarrassed her, "Come again, Ah Hua, come again." ”

She was annoyed and happy, annoyed that he had treated her like that childhood sweetheart, and happy that he hadn't woken up.

Zhang Jianzhong was in a state of waking up or not, and he felt in a trance that someone was messing with him. Besides Ah Hua, who else will mess with him so much? Where is this? Where is the villa that is not Ah Hua? You're back? Are you coming back alone? Didn't your husband come back with you? Will he be killed suddenly? Ah Hua didn't say anything.

Of course she doesn't have time to speak, how can her mouth have time!

He moved again, trying to squeeze the pair of balloons-soft lumps on her chest, but his hands didn't obey him at all. It can't be a dream, right? It must be a dream! Otherwise, why are your hands and feet disobedient, otherwise, why is Ah Hua still playing this kind of game with you?

Don't wake up, don't let this dream wake up, just keep doing it.

The dream continues.

Wang Yan adjusted his position and prepared to sit down, because he didn't want to make the bottom uncomfortable, because he always called "Ah Hua Ah Hua", he must have regarded you as Ah Hua, and he must have thought that Ah Hua was playing this game with him.

They must have played this game, she thought. That time, Ah Hua didn't let him touch the bottom, he must have used his mouth, otherwise, why did he always think that he was no longer a little man?

Wang Yan felt that he was a little man, after all, he had never fought with a woman, after all, that Dongdong did not enter the place where it should have entered.

She sat down, Xiao Nene was no longer on her body, and the thin slit like drooling directly pressed Na Dongdong, Na Dongdong lay down even if she didn't give in, not because she didn't adjust her position, but she wanted to feel more about her moving up and down, feeling that Na Dongdong was rubbing very hard, a burst of soreness and itching, making her body soft and weak, and she had no strength. She lay on top of him and said to him very closely, call you that childhood sweetheart again! Did your childhood sweetheart play with you like this?

He didn't scream, he felt a very heavy object pressing on his body, a little out of breath, wouldn't Ah Hua sit on him? I guess it's going to clamp him with a pair of balloons-like balloons?

"Hard, hard!" He couldn't scream.

Originally, I was short of breath after drinking, and it was difficult to speak under such pressure.

Wang Yan lifted the very loose nightdress, so that she could see the underneath, and when she moved up and down, what was the situation, she didn't completely suppress it, but only pressed the back half, and when she went up, she saw that the head of the mushroom was only a little bit for a while, and then it was terrible to poke out the whole head. Their lower abdomen is very white, and the two very white lower abdomen are sandwiched by a shiny black Dongdong, the contrast is particularly large, which stimulates Wang Yan to tremble for a while.

He was also stimulated, and saw a drop of crystal water coming out of the eye on the top of the mushroom's head.

Of course she knew it wasn't a drop of water.

So, she didn't want to play anymore, worried that this little man would explode like this. She raised her ass and let it stand up like a flagpole without being oppressed, and held it with one hand, first drawing circles on the thin slit, in fact, she didn't have to toss so much, she couldn't be so wet, but she still had to do that. She still teased the loose nightdress, allowing herself to clearly look at the silly mushroom head, one moment into the crack, and the other time out again.

She said to it, "Have you tasted a woman?" Does a woman taste good? ”

As if he understood, he jumped vigorously.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! Are you afraid you won't be allowed in? You just don't want to go in, I won't let you go, and I'm going to let you get into the end. ”

The head of the mushroom came out again, bringing out a puddle of water.

"Can't stand it, end it, end this little man!"

Wang Yan sat down vigorously.