Yue Ji Chapter 308 Xiao'er, Am I Gentle?

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Volume 5 Fengxiang Yuntian Chapter 308 Xiao'er, am I gentle?

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His right hand tightly restrained Wei Luo's waist, and in an instant, a warm and strong aura seeped into her pores from her silk clothes.

His heavy voice sprayed on her face, ears, and neck, pervasively, ** strong invasion, strong male breath, which made Wei Luo tremble.

Wei Luo was ashamed and ashamed, even though she had hinted to herself for a long time, when it came to the end, she was so flustered that she couldn't help it.

She bit her lip, reached out and pressed her belt tightly, and was about to take off her hateful palm, and said urgently: "Jing, Jingling, don't ......"

That's all she said.

I saw Jing Ling stretch out her left hand, forcibly put her chin back, and a drop of her head, like an eagle, covered her cherry lips heavily.

It's really heavily covered.

His thin lips pressed heavily against hers, tossing and biting, kissing her in a frame that almost devoured her alive. Wei Luo snorted softly, and just as he wanted to cry out in pain, he had already grabbed her little mouth and sucked it heavily. Because he used too much strength, he only sucked twice, and Wei Luo's small mouth was already red and swollen.

Wei Luo was just about to say something, when he suddenly felt a chill on his body, but it was his hand that entered through his coat and touched her breasts. As he moved, goosebumps rose from the skin on her chest, and her heart beat so fast and chaotic that she was dizzy.

Wei Luo's face turned fiery red, her nose was full of eyes, all of them were Jingling's breath, Jingling's breath, and Jingling's encirclement.

Wei Luo bit his lip, trying to sober himself up. Unbeknownst to him, this bite hit his **, Wei Luo panicked and loosened, Jingling suddenly stretched out his hands together, hugged her waist, and turned back to the bath.

As soon as Wei Luo came into contact with the air, she breathed heavily, and she said in a hurry and panic: "Don't, don't, don't be here." ”……

She didn't know what she was talking about.

Jingling knows.

He laughed.

In the midst of laughter, he exhaled and said, "There is no one else here, don't be ashamed!" ”

He really didn't want to endure it, there was still half a mile from here to the prince's bedroom, and he couldn't bear to go at that time. The child in front of him made him thirsty for too long.

Therefore, as soon as her words fell, her right hand pulled Wei Luo's lower body clothes and tore them heavily.

"Zi-" With a bang, the sound of the clothes breaking came, Wei Luo only had time to let out an exclamation, he had already torn his right hand again and again, and in four or five strokes, he ripped her clothes clean, revealing her slender and white, beautiful and tight **.

As soon as Jing Ling's eyes turned, she was attracted by the ** that tightly wrapped her.

He looked curiously and lowered his head.

As he approached, a fiery breath and heavy breath sprayed thickly on her **, making De Weiluo involuntarily** tighten, and shouted hurriedly: "Don't look, don't look." ”

Jing Ling smiled hoarsely, "Good, don't look at it." ”

After that, he turned around and jumped out of the bathhouse, this jump, the water splashed, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them were full of **.

Jing Ling casually put Wei Luo in the soup, only letting her expose her head.

Then, with his right hand, he pulled Wei Luo's shirt.

His right hand reached into the placket, and when the tie was torn off, the cloth was torn apart in a blink of an eye. Jing Ling muttered in a low voice while pulling: "This clothes are too cumbersome." ”

Hearing this, Wei Luo couldn't help but laugh.

You can use it, and you still think it's cumbersome.

After Jing Ling stripped off her middle clothes, she said angrily: "When you rest in the future, the child will only wear tulle." ”

Only tulle?

Hearing this, Jingling looked up at her.

This time he raised his head, and his eyes were full of water at Shangwei Luo. These ** eyes are so shy and blaming that they are flustered, and they are bright and charming. Looking at it, his Adam's apple ** a few times.

He lowered his head and accurately touched her small mouth, Jingling spit out a rough breath, and said in a low voice: "Xiao'er, I have been thirsty for you for three years, and I got what I wanted today, don't be annoyed with me." ”

When Wei Luo heard this, his heart softened.

She originally thought that it was time to ** him and feed him. However, that shyness is in her bones, and she can't let go.

At this time, hearing his words, Wei Luo couldn't help but stretch out his arms, put his arms around his neck, and said in a low voice, "Yes." Jing Ling smiled.

He was still struggling with her ** top at this time, this water-stained cloth added a bit of toughness in plain terms, he even pulled it twice, but it was not torn, Jingling endured the discomfort, lowered his head, and patiently looked for the knot.

With just one glance, he found it, let go of Wei Luo, and came to the knot with both hands. He tore and tore her belt, and after three clicks, he untied her blouse, revealing her moon-white middle coat.

In the same part, after finding the knot of the middle coat, he gently pulled it and opened the middle coat.

Then there is the profane clothes, this small piece of cloth, wrapped in Wei Luo's mature, bulging high Xue Nen**.

Jing Ling stared, and after a low gasp rolled out of his throat, he pulled and tore off her obscene clothes, and he shook it again. With a swish, the snow-white ** popped out, and the white swaying stimulated his eyes, and the small piece of obscene clothes was thrown at the entrance of the bathhouse, and it hung on the doorknob of the door to swagger.

Wei Luo was naked.

So did he.

Jing Ling's movements came to an abrupt halt.

He lowered his head and stared at the perfect ** in front of him for a moment. After three years, the body in front of me is already perfect. Xue Nen** slender and beautiful, so small that there is no excess fat waist, from the waist, slowly outlined an amazing arc**, clearly presented in front of his eyes.

In the steaming heat, the skin that exudes a fragrant scent. Presented more clearly before his eyes.

The child in front of him, black hair like ink, draped on the water, ink eyes like stars, beautiful little face because of shyness and red and glamorous, body also, because of emotion, and dividends, she ** Hengchen, trembling in front of him.

Everything is like memory, everything, but it is more perfect than remembered.

Jingling froze.

Feeling the coldness on his body, Wei Luo finally mustered up the courage to open his eyes and look at Jingling. At this glance, she met his stupid gaze. In that gaze, there flashed a kind of affection that she didn't understand, and a kind of tenderness that overflowed.

Jing Ling lowered his head, he put Wei Luo's head on the bathhouse, and his hands supported her waist, so that she floated on the water.

On the surface of the water, one after another floating ** flowed past her**, flowed through her umbilicus, and stuck to her grass.

Jing Ling stared for a moment.

He lowered his head, took her left nipple in his mouth, and licked it gently, and after arousing Wei Luo's trembling, his voice came vaguely, "It's been three years"

As soon as the word came out, he no longer hesitated, his teeth touched the cherry red place, and he gently pulled it up. He stretched out his **, like tasting something, constantly licking and biting and **, he used his teeth to pull up the cherry red frequently, so that it bounced up, then released, and then bit back on. It's like testing the elasticity of the cherry blossoms.

Wei Luo exclaimed. In a blink of an eye, her screams became louder, and occasionally, there was a ** sound that seemed to be crying. Jing Ling stretched out her hand and wrapped her other side ** in her palm. He slammed his fingertips, fingertips, and let the red cherry blossoms change in various shapes between his fingers, constantly overflowing.

His movements, a little rude. The action of picking up the cherry red, when I got to the back, it was already the index finger and thumb squeezing together! Then, he pulled it again and turned it.

He was forcing them to become swollen and hard as stone.

In Wei Luo's exclamation, he suddenly felt a stream of heat coming from his lower abdomen. As soon as the heat gushed out, a kind of emptiness and ** took possession of her**.

He played with her ** wet, after Sakura stood up stiffly, his head moved, followed her smooth and greasy lower abdomen, kissed her navel, and after a short stay, he came directly to her lower abdomen.

He looked up again.

He parted Wei Luo's **, so that her unspeakable place was clearly presented in front of his eyes.

He scrutinized, scrutinized.

Wei Luo had been trembling, trembling all the time. Strands of his breath seeped deep into the depths of the private place, making her tremble even more, making her feel empty involuntarily.

Wei Luo bit his lip to make himself sober up a little, and called, "Don't look. ”

Jingling didn't hear it.

He just stared at it for a moment, staring carefully. After a while, he muttered, "It's too vague in my dreams......"

With that, he lifted Wei Luo's lower body higher.

Poor Wei Luo, at this time only his head and shoulders were on the bathhouse, and his whole body was hanging in the air. If she hadn't clung to the edge of the bathhouse, she would have slipped into the water and drowned.

Jingling put Wei Luo's ** on his shoulder, he admired her private parts very seriously, and after a while, he muttered, "Xiao'er is everywhere." ”

With that, he bowed his head.

In the blink of an eye, the tip of his nose had reached the pink slit in the bushes.

Feel his breath, his body temperature, clinging to his most intimate and invisible place. Wei Luo called out in a panic: "Don't look, dirty." ”

Just as Wei Luo spit out these three words, her private place suddenly warmed! A ** place stretched out to her to lick and kiss in the slit!

He was kissing her.

Wei Luo was shocked, how did Jingling do this kind of thing. She hurriedly screamed and wanted to stop it, but what she blurted out was a series of **.

His ** stretched out to the depths of the slit, and with the stirring of the **, an indescribably beautiful feeling hit her whole body. In an instant, Wei Luo's fingers grasping the bath wall were a little weak.

At this moment, Jing Ling moved his head.

His thin lips still have the remnants of her lewd water.

Wei Luo looked at him with confused eyes, listening to him muttering in a low voice, "Xiao'er is fragrant everywhere." ”

In Wei Luo's drowsiness, he was busy with her **, holding her hips with his left hand, and holding his purple pillar with his right hand, against the slit.

In Wei Luo's wide eyes, with a thud, he crashed into her body. In an instant, an indescribable sense of fullness and satiety hit. There was also a dull ache and pain.

Wei Luo screamed, "It's too big, it's going to burst." Jing Ling chuckled.

Because he had been soaked sufficiently, although it was suffocating, there was no obstacle when he entered, and he shrugged his waist and rushed to the end again.

Jingling gasped for breath.

His right hand was still holding her buttocks, and his left hand reached forward and was firmly on her **. At the same time, his body leaned slightly, his thin lips covered her cherry lips, ** forcibly opened her small mouth, and while chasing her lilac tongue, he said: "Xiao'er, compared to three years ago, am I gentle?" ”

Gentle? Is this called gentleness?

Wei Luo's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at him with tears and laughter.

For Jing Ling, he is indeed gentle, he has been enduring the pain, admiring her carefully, waiting for her private place to be fully moisturized. However, he missed her for three years and abstinence for another year. Therefore, the gentleness of restraint that he thought was not enough in Wei Luo's eyes.

By this time, Jingling had endured enough.

He moved.

He squeezed her ** with ** forcefully, and **slammed her ** at the same time.

This is a real impact, every time he hits his waist, but it seems to use the ** of his whole body, and every ** of his big hand seems to crush her and crush her into a part of his body.

Even his kiss was fierce. He sucked her lower lip strongly, making the cherry lips that had just calmed down red and swollen to oozing blood, and then moved to her upper lip to continue biting and sucking.

All Wei Luo's cries and moans were put in his mouth.

After a while, he let go of Wei Luo, who was bitten and swollen, and put his hands back on her waist, blushing and slamming into it.

"Bang Bang Bang" splashed everywhere.

One after another water petals were washed away by the vortex. Wei Luo, whose body was hanging in the air, just subconsciously clasped the bath wall, and the whole person was like being in a raging storm, allowing him to collide.

Every time he rushed in, Wei Luo's body slammed into the bathhouse. Every time he withdrew, he made a splash.

It seems endless.

With this repeated friction and repeated impact, a wonderful, fluttering ** sense attacked Wei Luo's whole body. **In the feeling, it is also accompanied by a kind of itching to get rubbing, sour and soft bliss.

Wei Luo's screams turned into moans.

She groaned and called over and over again: "Jingling, Jingling, Jingling......" The voice, in the end, was already crying.

It's a kind of crying.

Jing Ling's face was flushed, his handsome and majestic face was full of lust, he gasped, exhaled thick breathing, his Adam's apple was frequently **, he buckled her **, and let himself crash deeper and deeper again and again.

It feels so wonderful, thousands of little tongues, scrambling to be the first, licking and kissing one after another, sucking their own parted bodies. A firm suction force that provoked his front end to always want to come out.

Jing Ling roared, his waist **, and he used his own body to spin in that wonderful suffocation, **. He gasped and exclaimed, "Son, the ground is wonderful!" ”

In this voice, **boundless joy.

Suddenly, he wrapped her ** around her waist. Reaching out and wrapping his arms around Wei Luo's snowy back, she wrapped it around her waist and turned to the other side of the bathhouse.

As soon as he left, Wei Luo couldn't help crying.

In the squeezing of the water, every time he moved, the column was a flick, and it was squeezed deeper into her body, which made her private parts itchy and numb, sour and sour, and at this time, it was impossible to tell whether Wei Luo was crying or **.

He held her, bumped into her as he walked, and when he raised his head, he saw the beating **, so white, and red, the two points of cherry red, bright, lovely, and there were tooth marks that belonged to him on it. It's indescribably beautiful. Jing Ling lowered his head and gently picked up the tooth marks on the cherry blossom.

Wei Luo choked, she only felt the white light flashing in front of her, and the light was one after another, rushing her so ecstatic that she just wanted to cry.

However, no matter how much she cried, the collision below was endless. Every time she reached the pinnacle of ecstasy, another white light sent her to a higher peak.

In the midst of crying, Wei Luo stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around his neck, she hugged him tightly, tilted her head, and her beautiful little face seemed to be crying with joy, fear, confusion, and madness. A waist-length hair is even more draped down, floating directly on the water, with Jingling's movement, with her shaking, chasing with **.

Jing Ling came to the bathhouse on the other side.

He pressed Wei Luo against the wall of the bath, and just put her down, when suddenly, a kind of suffocating and indescribably tight, a bliss of a thousand little tongues sucking at the same time, came from the parting place.

Along with this bliss, there was Wei Luo's uncontrollable cry. She gripped his arm tightly with her fingers, scratching a few blood marks on it.

Suddenly, Wei Luo screamed and stopped moving.

In bliss, she fainted.

Jing Ling's face was flushed, and the moment she lowered her head, there was also a low roar.

He cummed. He didn't want to J, but when his child was in high tide, the suction was too strong and terrible, and it sucked his front end tightly, forcing him to J out of control.

Jing Ling pressed weakly against Wei Luo's body, his face hanging down the side of her neck, constantly panting and gasping for air.

At this time, Wei Luo, who was in a coma, her body was still twitching.

I don't know how long it took, Jingling raised his head.

He glanced down at the meeting place of the two and muttered, "Such a good day is just the right time for the joy of eternal night." If you can have a child, you don't have to worry about it. ”

He doesn't have his own parting body.

When Wei Luo slowly woke up from extreme dizziness, he saw at a glance Jingling's black head that was lowering his head and kissing lightly between his collarbones.

She moved.

As soon as she moved, she was shocked to find that the pillar buried in her body had swelled again! It stretched her out again, filling her full.

Wei Luo whispered eating: "Jingling, you, you." ”

The black head buried in his chest was raised.

Jing Ling looked up at her.

On his face, he was still dissatisfied with the red tide of lust.

Looking at each other, Jing Ling grinned at her, raised his eyebrows and said, "Xiao'er is so brave and brave, but he can't be loved?" ”

With a swoop, Wei Luo's face turned red.

Jing Ling held her waist and slowly got up. While he was **, he nagged the red cherry blossom on her ** with his teeth, and spit out a few words vaguely, "Xiao'er, don't faint this time." ”

Wei Luo was ashamed. She couldn't help but say angrily: "It's not that I want to. ”

Before he spit out a few words, Jingling had already split up, and he turned her body over, so that her face was facing the water.

Wei Luo just let out a low scream, and Jing Ling had already whispered: "Support the bath wall with both hands." ”

As soon as the voice fell, he parted her **, and with a bang from behind, he entered her body again. The expedition was opened and closed again.

With his movements, Wei Luo's waist and ** slapped the water surface from time to time, making the water splash.

Rao is Wei Luo closed her eyes, and the heavy splash of water also hit her face again and again. And her **, in the slapping and dissolving of the water, gradually produced a strange sense of comfort.

Jingling's gentleness is always only for a moment.

But in a moment, he slammed again. He wrapped Wei Luo's ** around his waist, stretched out his hand ** her snow-white ** double mound, and wheezed while knocking in and out.

"Porphyry"

The sound of impact, the sound of splashing, and the sound of rubbing are endless.

This night, Wei Luo didn't know how many times he fainted from the impact and had a few rounds of convulsions. Every time she woke up, she was greeted by a new round of collision. Until her body was covered with his lip prints and finger prints, until her private parts would be rubbed and made red and swollen, and her small mouth was kissed and bitten by him, making it red and swollen, and the water was shiny, and it was twice as large as usual.

When Wei Luo woke up again, he heard the sound of a rooster crowing.

She didn't have the strength to move even a finger.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found that her face was buried in Jingling's chest, and the two of them were still naked, his thighs overlapping hers.

Wei Luo moved.

With this move, she was shocked to find that Jingling was still buried in her body.

Moreover, as she moved so slightly, the buried thing flicked slightly.

Wei Luo's face flushed like fire, and she didn't dare to move.

She cried and looked at Jingling who was leaning on the top of her head, snoring lightly. Why is he still buried in her body?

She didn't dare to move, her body was sore everywhere, she didn't need to look at her private places, and she knew that she was swollen and red.

After staring at Jingling hatefully, gritting his teeth for a while, Wei Luo, who was still drowsy and tired, closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

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