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1442. Love Slave 12

She was shocked, but soon smelled the familiar smell, with a strong burning, anxious, extremely anxious, and expectant... all kinds of tastes are indescribable. [】

It is also rough and strange, as if it still carries the hustle and bustle of war, the smell of grass on the grassland, the high ejaculation of horse hooves when they roll up dust, and the rapidity of a heart looking forward to returning...

What a terrible heartbeat.

He stroked her back behind him. His big hand was like a warm arrow.

The exposed back looks better than the chest - no pregnancy spots, no flaws, and in the less bright afternoon light, hazy and tempting, like an inverted landscape painting, how tempting.

Her breathing was suffocated.

Iron fist is like a knife.

But I was anxious and slutty, tightened a little, it would be better to crush this waist hard, and it would be better to make me crazy...

She actually had such desire.

Just like having experienced a passionate rape.

Oh, let the storm come more violently.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but the rough storm had swept her. It was his kiss, densely burning, from his neck to his back... almost greedy bite.

The red underwear is gone.

The hands she hugged were shaped like iron hoops. She couldn't struggle, nor did she want to struggle, and she suddenly collapsed into a pool of spring water. He almost greedily hugged her tightly.

She didn't expect that she would meet him under such circumstances. The thousands of words she prepared in her heart suddenly didn't need to... Only his urgency and lingeringness were left. He didn't alarm anyone, and he suppressed the palace maids, along the way,

So fast, he ran back with dust...

This afternoon was destined to be a crazy and hot afternoon. His emotions that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out, and his blood boiled, and his body was filled with an incredible strong desire - too long, no woman has ever been there.

It's so hot that it's unbearable.

He missed her when he killed and bleed; he longed for her when he was anxious; he longed for her when he hated her teeth when he was upside down, and he longed for her on every sleepless night; he longed for her when he betrayed and conspired, revenge and pleasure

At that time, he longed for her...

The soft-scented jadeite, her body has never been so tempting, either more or less, just like this naked back, just as time had to expose the best and most real side to his eyes.

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