The man came close to Yolanda, staring at her viciously, the divine light in his pupils was violent and crazy but unfocused, and the strength of the hand choking the woman’s neck subconsciously kept increasing.
You are a shameless woman, why do you women like this no matter what time, what place, what time always recklessly in love? Why launch the love then forget the reality of the bitch? The man’s hands deadly choke Yolanda’s neck, laying on Yolanda’s torso, constantly shrugging up.
You slutty woman, everything is fake, what sincere and real is fake, only this swan neck-like neck, only artwork-like body is real, is real, but, how do you deserve to have these artworks for a woman like you?
Gradually, the rhythm of the man softened to come down, hands moseying the woman’s jade neck, mouth tearing the small beans at the towering Yolanda, but did not find that she has gradually no breath.
This is how the temperature gradually cooled, quietly dissipated fragrance, this body is how fascinating artwork, only belongs to my artwork. The man held Yolanda’s pretty face written with horror and pain in both hands, his cheeks slowly rubbed together, murmuring, this is the artwork that belongs to me, I want to take her away ah.
Why do works of art always wither so easily?
The man just held his face, ** dragged Yolanda into the bathroom.
The man felt a blade and carefully peeled the skin of Yolanda’s face.
Slowly cut one by one, intoxicated bite by bite licking that cut.
The eyes are as firm, the hands are as deft, the action is as gentle as if that is his most cherished treasure.
When the whole skin is completely uncovered from the face, the man’s body shivered and a hot stream poured into Yolanda’s cold spring.
He held the skin with one hand and moseyed with his face while cleaning Yolanda **.
He murmured fondly: I really want to take her door with you ah, but unfortunately there is no time, you always belong to me, really perfect artwork na.
The man put Yolanda on his side on the bed, the long black hair covered the face, as if Yolanda just peaceful and sweet in the bed to take a nap.
The thin pink silk quilt outlined Yolanda’s enchanting curves, ambiguous light hit Yolanda as if accidentally exposed outside the quilt **, is so gaudy.
On her back can vaguely see a few blood words: you know, I’m waiting for you!
How beautiful, what a perfect work of art!
The man rubbed Yolanda’s smooth face, chattered in a low voice, then jumped out of the window and disappeared into the blanket of night.
From that day on, Vivien looked forward to the night coming every day, but Aldous seemed to feel embarrassed and shut up about milking with her.
However, Vivien could never forget the scene when her father-in-law milked her.
Whenever the night comes, Vivien is eagerly looking forward to his father-in-law milking himself again, so that Vivien can reach that wonderful realm of desire to die.
Finally, Vivien couldn’t resist.
This evening, after carrying the baby to bed, Vivien could not wait to enter her father-in-law’s bedroom.
Aldous has long been in dreamland.
The first time I saw him, I was able to get into his bedroom, and I was able to get into his robe and let his hand touch my private parts.
Aldous was still asleep, so Vivien had to pull back the thin sheet he was covered with, reach into his underwear, and hold his root.
The company’s heart was beating fast, and not caring what would happen if the father-in-law woke up, she leaned down to take the shrinkage in her mouth.
The goods in Vivien’s mouth gradually swell up, more and more firm.
Perhaps it was the unusual pleasure that made the eunuch wake up.
He looked at Vivien in surprise and instinctively wanted to roll over and jump away, but then he found himself with a hand between her legs.
Aldous then used his hand to separate Vivien’s place, and, found that the place was already wet.
So, without saying a word, he held Vivien’s waist and let Vivien sit on him, and then Vivien engulfed his thing completely.
Then, Vivien straddled his lower abdomen as if he was riding a horse, and felt his hot thing start to get excited from time to time.
At this point, Vivien began to swing her waist back and forth.
Aldous also held Vivien’s waist, matching Vivien’s swaying.
Vivien straddled Aldous and began to rotate her waist in a circular motion, centering on her father-in-law’s warm body.
RING RING RING!
Suddenly, a sharp cell phone ringing sounded.
Aldous picked up his cell phone that was on the bedside table and found that it showed his son Ambrose’s name and cell phone number.
Ah? How could my son call at this time?