First Lady

Chapter 2: A night of chaos and ambiguity 【1】

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Bai Ling couldn't help swallowing her saliva, she immediately covered her nose for fear that she would have a nosebleed in the next second, and the roots of her ears would be so hot that they would burn;

She is not the kind of little girl who is so young that she doesn't understand anything;

In such a scene, even a fool would know what they were doing;

The struggling man turned his back to her, unable to see his face; [

All I can see is that her figure is strong and lean, without a trace of fat or exaggerated muscles, her lines are perfect, like a masterpiece, and her whole body seems to contain endless power;

The domineering palm grabs the woman's slender waist, clearly doing the most unspeakable thing, but it doesn't look wretched or dirty at all.

The woman is very coquettish and beautiful, she is of mixed race, tall and hot, like a movie star, but her actions are like a lowly whore, crazily pandering to her;

According to a woman's gaze, her breasts are at least 36D by visual inspection.

Under the light at the corner of the stairs, the unobstructed carcass makes people's blood spurt;

At a glance, one can tell that it is a stunner, a superb stunner;

Bai Ling shook her head a few times, these are not things she should consider now;

She clearly remembered that she had just been fired, lost and drunk at home.

Watching the bubble drama at eight o'clock, why did you open your eyes and see this kind of thing?

The two over there had finished their work, and the woman collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, her body still trembling in the aftermath of orgasm;

But the eyes covered by long hair looked at Bai Ling proudly and provocatively, which made her feel baffled;

The man turned around, his sexy figure and ivory skin were completely naked, completely exposed in front of Bai Ling;

She was so frightened that she gasped, and her ears felt warm again, she wanted to turn her head away and dare not look at him, but her eyes seemed to grow on her face, refusing to move according to her will;

The man looked like a sculpture, handsome and flawless, with a bit of masculinity in his femininity, heroic and domineering, like a prairie lion that could attack its prey at any time;

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