no sister

I was extremely ashamed, and it was the first time that I felt like a bastard who used the heart of a villain to judge the belly of a gentleman.

I always thought that Sister Jasmine's love for me was the endless desire. It seems that I was wrong, very wrong.

Sister Jasmine's affection for me far exceeds my love for her.

Perhaps, compared with women, men don't know what love is.

Sister Jasmine snuggled into my arms and fell into a deep sleep.Her appearance was extremely serene, her small body was like a sleeping lamb.

Soon, I also fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up until evening.

Opening his eyes, the warm sunset came in from the window. Sister Jasmine was sitting naked in front of the computer, writing furiously.

It was the first time he watched Sister Jasmine's back so quietly.

Sister Jasmine's skin is extremely good, as white and tender as snow fat.Her waterfall-like long hair reaches her waist, and that beautiful hair is really fascinating.

I got up quietly, hugged her gently from behind, buried my head in her hair, and a scent of jasmine filled my heart.I think, this taste is afraid that I will never forget it in my life.

"Little bastard, are you awake?" Sister Jasmine asked gently.

"Ok!"

"Did you sleep well?"

"Very good!" I replied.

"Did you dream about something?" Sister Jasmine turned her head to me and kissed me lightly on the cheek.

Dream?When it comes to dreams, some bits and pieces pop up in my mind. I just remember that I was super sad, as if I was at someone's funeral.

My brain hurts from thinking about it, and I can't remember what I dreamed about.

"Can't remember?" Sister Jasmine sighed and said, "You cried so hard, did you have a nightmare?"

"I can't remember!" I replied honestly.

"If you can't remember, don't think about it," Sister Jasmine comforted me, "Dreams are always the opposite."

I don't know why, but I always have an ominous premonition that something big will happen in the near future.This big event will destroy me physically and mentally.

I couldn't help being scared, and my heart was so empty!

Just when I was panicking, Sister Jasmine suddenly wrapped her hands around my neck, climbed on my body, and tightly clamped my waist with her sexy legs.

"Little Tangtang, Sister Jasmine still wants it!" Sister Jasmine said coquettishly.

Sister Jasmine's words "want" stirred up infinite ripples on the calm lake surface.

Without any explanation, my thing quickly poked its head up.

Sister Jasmine and I were originally naked, but the two of us immediately became excited.

I hugged Sister Jasmine with one hand, and supported my dick with the other hand, aiming at Sister Jasmine's acupuncture point, after rubbing it a few times, it slipped in easily.

Just like that, Sister Jasmine wrapped her arms around my neck tightly, and started having sex with me in mid-air.

Fuck, this action is really killing people.If it wasn't for Sister Jasmine's petiteness and I'm very strong, I'm afraid it would be impossible to complete such a difficult pose.

However, although this posture is a bit tiring, the stimulation it brings to me cannot be given by any movement.

Every time I push forward, Sister Jasmine's whole body weight is almost concentrated on her plump buttocks, and then slaps me violently.

In the bedroom, besides Sister Jasmine's happy moans of "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm had she hit my body with a "popping" sound.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, in Sister Jasmine's provocative bedroom, Sister Jasmine and I reached a climax again.

Oh Assi!It's too tm...