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Chapter 19 Passionate in the Hotel

Yang Shuting was in a trance, his fingers seemed to be charged with electricity, and the stimulation made her whole body numb. She instinctively stretched out her tongue, took his fingers into her mouth, and sucked slowly.

Ling Weihao's eyes became deep and filled with lust. He pressed her little head with his big hands, covered it with his thin lips, and kissed her fiercely! The woman in his arms made no sound and let him plunder her, sweet and soft.

The uvula gradually adapted to his dominance and danced with his melody. In the end, it allowed the heat in the body to move and timidly took the initiative to explore.

"Fairy..." the man growled and pushed her down.

The man's thick and powerful body made Yang Shuting sigh with satisfaction. It felt so comfortable... Her round and slender arms clung to the man's shoulders, and her delicate body twisted unbearably, wanting more.

Her movements made the man's body become tighter and his breathing became hotter and hotter. Finally, he could no longer restrain himself and buried his head against the delicate jade-like skin on her chest, licking it gently.

"Itchy...don't..." The woman moaned unconsciously, and the small mouth that she had tasted spit out a soft and low moan, as if she was already hungry and thirsty, longing for his watering.

He smiled cruelly, and violently pulled away the covering on her body with his big hands!

The snow-white skin was exposed, and it looked exceptionally crystal clear under the light. His big hands pulled open her underwear, and a pair of lovely bulges appeared in front of his eyes. He wanted to take a bite, take a bite, and suck.

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Ling Weihao panted heavily, sucking greedily on her plump and soft body like a hungry wolf!

"Ah... so comfortable... and..." Numbness surged from the place he touched, causing Yang Shuting to tremble all over, making her even more uncomfortable. Her tender white calves hooked his waist and rubbed against it.

Grind away.

Her little hands couldn't help but reach out to his pants, trembling to unbutton his leather buckle, but they couldn't do it. Seeing her hurried and uncomfortable look, Ling Weihao curled his lips, stood up and took off his pants, silver gray

The underwear tightly wrapped his...

The powerful body pressed Yang Shuting under him. Ling Weihao's big, calloused hands wandered along the curve of Yang Shuting's body, as if playing a piano. Her body was the strings. Every time it fluctuated, she would moan.

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