"I have to compensate me tonight." If the words fall, you will not hesitate to start with regular rhythm.
Wheat -colored skin, with a healthy color.
There was sweat on his forehead, and even a drop of drop along his cheeks, and finally dripped in the white and soft front of his chest.
Song Gang's eyes were a little darkened, leaned slowly, holding the coquettish red, and sucking.
The crispy feeling came from the place of sucking, and gradually spread to the whole body, and the other side was left out, but it felt particularly empty.
Looking at Luo Qian's unbearable look, Song Gang smiled, and turned to the other side.
The other half was treated the same, Luo Qian's lips, couldn't restrain a moan, showing sweetness, and temptation.
The lower body is also working hard, and the sensitive point of Luo Qian is lingering.
The whole body is immersed in the ocean, and Luo Qian's throat, sent out, continuously panting.
I have forgotten that the lights still on the bed, in my heart, only the man in front of me.
The man who belongs to his own alone.
Lingling overnight, Luo Qian couldn't remember how fierce the battle was.
He seemed to be ruthless today, tossing himself deadly. One night, he didn't know how many postures he changed.
In the end, I couldn't help it. I cried under him for mercy, but still did not be forgiven. Instead, it attracted his more fierce moves.
In the end, Luo Qian's mind was a little unconscious, but he was awakened by the huge buried in his body.
Once again, a long night, as if there is no end.
Finally, looking at Luo Qian, who was full of tired face under his face, Song Gang Suo asked for a stop.
But still buried in Luo Qian's body, I don't want to come out.
Watching Luo Qian's body was covered with countless Qingqingzi, the red plum bloomed everywhere, you can imagine how fierce the situation last night was.
It's dawn, Song Gang slowly stood up, stood by the floor -to -ceiling window, and slowly rose from the east with a warm sunshine.
There was a cigarette in his fingers, and suddenly he thought of something, glanced back at the bed, and a sweet person who was still sleeping at a glance, extinguishing the cigarettes.
After sighing, he took the quilt for Luo Qian and took the phone aside.
"Pupil."
There was a familiar and unpleasant voice there, "Who?"
Song Gang's expression became a little strange for a moment, but for his own happiness, Song Gang still stabbed his scalp, under the temperature like the winter of the winter, "Brother, I find a little pupil."
"She hasn't woke up yet." Huang Fu's voice suddenly lowered.
Song Gang glanced out of the window, it seems that it is almost eight o'clock, and hasn't wake up yet?
When you think about it, you plan to hang up the phone, presumably the situation last night is also very fierce.
But he heard the confused female voice over there, "Well, who is looking for me?"
The voice is confusing, and obviously hasn't woke up yet.
Holding the phone in his hand, Huang Fuxun just wanted to hang up, but was snatched by Ning Xiaotong. "Hey, who?"
Song Gang saw that Ning Xiaotong answered the phone, and hurriedly said, with a plea in his voice, "Xiaotong, can I have time to come out today?"
"What's the matter?" Ning Xiaotong opened his confused eyes, his voice was soft, yawning and asked.
"Uh, something wants to ask you, so can we see a face? I can't tell clearly on the phone for a while." Song Gang considered his opening and disturbed his good dream. Song Gang was still quite a little bit.