"Sister, there is a lot of water in your ditch!" Moji's evil smile showed a kind of joking, which made the people under him even more intoxicated!

"It's not...it's not you...you little bad guy...the bad guy did it!" Moji, a little gangster, passed by the ditch where the stream used to flow and got really angry.

Digging, the river was already surging below, flooding. At this moment, she had already reached out to Moji's lower body with one hand, stroking little Moji through several layers of fabric.

The ripples in her heart were thick and strong, one wave stronger than the other, impacting her long-lasting ditch. Although there are two men, her husband, as the general manager of a foreign trade company, travels from time to time, and the couple spends less time together and more separation; Wei Shan

As for Yong, how can an old man who is about to retire in his fifties be like a young Manchu woman who is "like a wolf and a tiger"?

At this moment, Yu Yuntong's little hand reached for the belt around his waist. Moji, a little gangster, was also particularly active in cooperating with the police in the collection operation. He wanted to establish a glorious image of a good citizen in front of the beautiful young police officer, so her

The clearing work went very smoothly. She hooked her toes on the pants that had faded to the bottom of her hips and rubbed them down. She cleared all three layers of pants.

"My sister is very skilled at helping people take off their pants!" Mo Ji felt happy and did not forget to tease her a few words.

"Bad brother...brother, no...don't laugh...laugh at my sister." One hand gently pinched Moji's shoulder. The ditch on her lower body was still there.

It's empty, do you think she can't be in a hurry? She held the thick little Moji in her jade hand, and she was deeply shocked in her heart: Wow! A golden hoop with such heat, hardness and length is really a treasure in the world! Holding the golden hoop in hand

After doing a lot of exercises, he hurriedly led little Moji to Gou Gou.

Moji saw that she was more anxious than she was, and wanted to tease her, so she lifted her strong buttocks a little and stopped lowering them. Seeing that she couldn't pull little Moji, she tried to pull little Moji into the ditch with a little more force, but he still disappeared.

The effect. Looking at Mo Ji's sly eyes, I knew that he was deliberately teasing me, so he begged in a cute voice: "My dear brother...brother, I want it."

"Sister Sao, what do you want?"

"Sister wants... I want my brother's little... little brother!" At this moment, she could no longer care about her shyness. Solving the emptiness and fulfilling Manchu's own first needs was the top priority of all her current work.

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The words she spoke were a bit difficult to understand. Moji looked like he didn't quite understand, and said to her with a sly smile: "Sister, which brother do you really want?"

When Yu Yuntong saw that he was still teasing her, an unknown fire burst out spontaneously. A small hand reached out to his back, pressed hard on his strong buttocks, and he didn't know where the strength came from. Little Moji actually obeyed.

Following the direction of the little hand, he plunged into the ditch full of water, splashing water and dripping all around.

Moji didn't expect her to use force. The police were so fierce! He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and at the same time, a feeling of being strong by her came to his heart.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and he thought to himself: You are fierce, okay? Let me show you who is the fiercest! So he was not polite, picked up his gun, mounted his horse, and started killing in a big way.

When Yu Yuntong plunged into the ditch, she felt so happy that she couldn't describe it in words. She just wanted to shout loudly, but when her voice reached her throat, something seemed to block it.

It seemed like he was dying, and he could only whimper like "Yiyiyeah".

Little Moji was like a hidden dragon. After diving into the creek, he kept swimming and crawling forward. After passing through the nine twists and turns as narrow as a sheep's intestine, he finally arrived at the Huanglong Mansion. Now he is the owner of this mansion.

The new owner! I saw him majestically walking back and forth in the quiet path leading to the mansion, like a wild bull with divine power, plowing the unfinished work of the previous owner.

The cavity of her lower body was stuffed full of little Moji, giving the impression that it was about to be squeezed! Although she gave birth to a child, it was a caesarean section, and the two men in front of her were too shy to show their stuff, so

Her vagina is still very compact and her contractions are strong. How long ago had she experienced this kind of full pleasure? What is pleasure? Pleasure means that the expression is painful but the heart is happy!

In the past, every meal was half-starved and half-starved. From time to time, she would not eat, and she would be hungry and empty. She thought that every woman lived like this, and she didn’t have many thoughts, and life was just like this.

Life was going on. Unexpectedly, tonight in the conference room, she found a different taste of life that was easier than life and harder than death. She felt that her previous life was in vain.

Yes, tonight is the starting point of her life. She is willing to give everything for this little man who keeps coming in and out!!! Her legs are entangled with Moji's thighs, intertwined with each other, like four admiring springs.

The snake's lower body moved up and down as Moji moved in and out, like a couple who knew each other well and were familiar with each other's every move.

Mo Ji, a little gangster, didn't feel like she was in the mood at the moment. He hit Yu Yuntong's mouth vigorously, each time more harshly and accurately, like a tireless yellow bull, sweating and plowing on the muddy wasteland.

I look forward to a good harvest next year for this three-acre piece of land.

Yu Yuntong's hands tightly grasped the edges of the conference table, his legs were pressed on his thighs, and his toes were stretched out straight, like strings on a taut banjo.

There are thin stains of sweat, and the pretty face is as red as

Her name is as red as the clouds. The emotion bursting out from her beautiful eyes can ignite the wet firewood just cut from the mountain. Her small mouth is like a fish lacking oxygen, opening wide and spitting out a

A steaming hot bubble.

"Good brother...brother, hurry...hurry up, sister...sister is going...to die!" Maybe she felt that she had already flown up, she

He begged Moji intermittently, hoping to get a complete love before he fainted.

When little Moji heard this, he was as excited as if he had been shot. The hardness and heat expanded again. The sprint at ten times the speed of sound produced a large amount of heat energy, burning everything in the cavity, roasting the tender and soft parts.

The walls of the juice's cavity are also burning with little Moji himself.
Chapter completed!