The so-called feeding wine means mouth-to-mouth feeding. These women have long been accustomed to this kind of thing. One by one, they take a sip of wine and then pass it into the foul mouths of those big men. Although their mouths are smelly, their bodies are...
In such an environment, one can only complain about one's misfortune.
"Haha..." Zawabduo laughed happily. His hands had already penetrated into the beauty's clothes. Everyone saw that his big hand was kneading the two plump balls.
The woman in his arms had already been covered in mud by him. Zawabduo suddenly laughed and said: "Everyone, I have a suggestion. I wonder how you feel about it?"
"Zawabdou, if you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, just fart!" Anwar said with a smile.
"How about we have a competition today? Let's see who can last longer?" Zawabdu smiled and said: "We have agreed beforehand that no one is allowed to stop in the middle, and no intermission is allowed. Grandma, I can't control it.
Just shoot and exit immediately!"
"Haha..." Everyone laughed. They were all men. Who would admit defeat in this regard? As expected, everyone agreed, except Leng Shaobai who did not participate. Zawab Duo laughed.
Looking at Leng Shaobai, he said: "Master Leng, why don't you have fun together?"
"Haha, Leng is not interested in such things!" Leng Shaobai shook his head.
"Go, is your kid a female?" Zawabduo looked at Leng Shaobai angrily, and his words made everyone laugh again. Zawabduo's words really made everyone laugh miserably. This guy
It was almost a pun, describing Leng Shaobai as a pet peeve among gays. Naturally, Leng Shaobai did not take his words to heart. Zawab mostly saw Leng Shaobai and did not move, so he simply looked at Leng Shaobai.
Bai said: "Master Leng, since you don't participate, then you can be the referee on the side."
"This... no problem!" Leng Shaobai nodded.
Afterwards, a fierce competition, unprecedented in history, was held on the top of the Khyber Mountain in Afghanistan. Five strong men swept everything on the long dining table to the ground, leaving it all over the floor.
Mutton and wine. Although Leng Shaobai was dissatisfied, he felt funny in his heart when he thought about his plans in the future. I will let you have fun today, and let you have enough fun. From now on, you will all become sheep in my hands.
The so-called feeding wine means mouth-to-mouth feeding. These women have long been accustomed to this kind of thing. One by one, they take a sip of wine and then pass it into the foul mouths of those big men. Although their mouths are smelly, their bodies are...
In such an environment, one can only complain about one's misfortune.
"Haha..." Zawabduo laughed happily. His hands had already penetrated into the beauty's clothes. Everyone saw that his big hand was kneading the two plump balls.
The woman in his arms had already been covered in mud by him. Zawabudo suddenly smiled and said: "Everyone, I have a suggestion. I wonder how you feel about it?"
"Zawabdou, if you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, just fart!" Anwar said with a smile.
"How about we have a competition today? Let's see who can last longer?" Zawabdu smiled and said: "We have agreed beforehand that no one is allowed to stop in the middle, and no intermission is allowed. Grandma, I can't control it.
Just shoot and exit immediately!"
"Haha..." Everyone laughed. They were all men. Who would admit defeat in this regard? As expected, everyone agreed, except Leng Shaobai who did not participate. Zawab Duo laughed.
Looking at Leng Shaobai, he said: "Master Leng, why don't you have fun together?"
"Haha, Leng is not interested in such things!" Leng Shaobai shook his head.
"Go, is your kid a female?" Zawabduo looked at Leng Shaobai angrily, and his words made everyone laugh again. Zawabduo's words really made everyone laugh miserably. This guy
It was almost a pun, describing Leng Shaobai as a pet peeve among gays. Naturally, Leng Shaobai did not take his words to heart. Zawab mostly saw Leng Shaobai and did not move, so he simply looked at Leng Shaobai.
Bai said: "Master Leng, since you don't participate, then you can be the referee on the side."
"This... no problem!" Leng Shaobai nodded.
Afterwards, a fierce competition, unprecedented in history, was held on the top of the Khyber Mountain in Afghanistan. Five strong men swept everything on the long dining table to the ground, leaving it all over the floor.
Mutton and wine. Although Leng Shaobai was dissatisfied, he felt funny in his heart when he thought about his plans in the future. I will let you have fun today, and let you have enough fun. From now on, you will all become sheep in my hands.
