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After a long time, Xu Yimin's small mouth broke free from his sucking, and her slender hands tightly grasped the pair of thieves that were making trouble on her chest, and said shyly: "My dear husband, don't touch it, my sister can't bear the torture of your pair of devil hands." .”

"Sister, I want to eat the white and tender meat of the little suckling pig." Mo Ji, the little rascal, said resolutely. He was so happy to pinch his chest with his hands, how could he let go?

"What little suckling pig? Where is it? My sister bought it for you to eat." Xu Yimin, who was not well-versed in the world, didn't know what Moji's thoughts were. She thought that Moji was just like her, a gluttonous little boy.

Hearing what she said, Moji, the little rascal, smiled like a radish after frost—as sweet as you want. I didn’t expect this wife of mine to be so pure and flawless. Knock her down.

He smiled wickedly, and took out a thief hand to caress her pale and rosy cheek. "Honey, should we find a quiet place to talk about ideals?"

Perhaps because he has not been in China for a long time, Xu Yimin's thinking can't keep up with the changes in certain words.I didn't expect Mo Ji, a little villain, to talk about talking about ideals with her, and she gave him an innocent look with her pretty eyes, and said crisply: "What ideals do you, little villain, have? "

When Moji heard it, which planet is this visitor from?This is also very cute! "Is husband so worthless in your mind?" He said aggrievedly.

She covered her small mouth with her slender hands, giggled delicately, and her delicate body trembled slightly. The little suckling pig in her hand also wanted to dance happily with the hostess, but was firmly grasped by the hostess. Unhappy face.

"Husband is very promising. He was able to eat, drink, and fight last night. I don't know if I can go whoring?"

"Whore, right? Husband is doing well now for you to see!" Moji, the little rascal, kneaded her delicate body wantonly with a pair of thieves' hands; Arching back and forth, he said vaguely: "My husband will prostitute you today, lest you make sarcastic remarks."

Xu Yimin's chest was trembling slightly as his teeth were stimulated by the hot breath he exhaled, and his upper and lower teeth "quacked" each other lightly, and a seductive trembling sound came out from the depths of his throat: "Ah, bad...bad husband, sister Min is so difficult... It's hard."

"Sister Min, do you want my husband to prostitute you now?" Mo Ji, the little rascal, pursued and beat him all the way.A thief's hand went deep into the root of her thigh.

"Ah! Bad husband, Min'er wants, ah,... don't, ah!" The sensitive part of her lower body was kneaded by Moji, the little rascal's hands, so comfortable that she started talking nonsense.

"Good Miner, do you want your husband to go whoring?" Although separated by several layers of fabric, Moji can still feel her secret place slightly raised like a mound, emitting an invisible heat wave, burning His thief.

"Don't, ah, ah...Min'er wants...to be old...husband, now, ah...just...just go whoring." Under the attack of Moji, the little rascal, the intense excitement wiped out her last A trace of sobriety.

Mo Ji, the little rascal, was just joking with her at the beginning, but Xu Yimin didn't expect Xu Yimin to be so sensitive, like a ripe secret peach, waiting for him to pick it!But the street is full of people, even if the "Ferrari" is very private, when the car shakes, the car will vibrate!

As a last resort, he let go of the thief's hand that was caressing the mound, and said with a smile: "My dear, wake up first, this place is not suitable, let's go to open a room."

The line of defense in Xu Yimin's heart has already collapsed, and now he is waiting for the little villain Mo Ji to invade further. In a daze, when he heard the words to open the room, he remembered where he was, and opened his half-closed blurred eyes. His red face was burning hot, and he gasped for breath.After the violently rising and falling chest slowly calmed down, she came back to her senses slowly, covered her face with her hands shyly and leaned on the steering wheel, and said humbly: "Mmm, er, Min'er is embarrassed, I don't want to live anymore .”

Through the joystick, Moji hugged her into his arms, and said with a thief smile: "I don't want to live anymore, so what will Min'er do when your husband strips off all your clothes?"

Xu Yimin nestled in his arms, shaking her head comfortably, finding a more comfortable position, and buried her blushing pretty face in her clothes, like a frightened ostrich, with her buttocks pouted, reminiscent of flamboyant.She whimpered: "Stinky rascal husband, do you dare?" Is this hypocritical appearance saying that he dare not, or is it encouraging him to dare?

"Min'er, there is nothing in this world that your husband is afraid to do, why don't you give it a try?" Xu Yimin's small mouth was facing Moji's crotch, and the hot air sprayed on little Moji's. On Wu**, it was like a mobilization meeting before the battle. Little Moji immediately erected a large Mongolian rug with arrogance and high spirits.

Xu Yimin felt that the small mouth was suddenly pressed against a huge stick, and it was still emitting heat. How could he not understand what it was?With a pretty face, she thought earnestly: This little villain is too irritating. He took over the little suckling pig that she had treasured for 25 years at once, and the cute little abalone in her lower body was also rubbed and touched by him. It was uncomfortable. died!Now is a good time to take this opportunity to ask him to pay back some interest. Besides, it's not a lady if you don't take revenge!

She shyly opened her small mouth, bit the top of the Mongolian yurt through several layers of fabric, and opened and closed her teeth, biting gently.Little Moji was attacked suddenly, as if he had a conditioned reflex, he became extremely angry, with a ferocious face, clamoring to see who dared to be so bold and presumptuous in front of it!

Feeling his strong opposition, Xu Yimin became curious.The dog stuff of the man pictured in the book hadn't attracted her interest at all. The hot, huge, and tough stick in front of her was the source of her blushing and heartbeat.Her little hand couldn't help moving to Moji's crotch, half-closed her winking eyes, and awkwardly poked in through the gap that is convenient for men to pee. Great dog stuff.

Being held by her slender hands, little Moji shivered comfortably, and shook restlessly and vigorously in her palm a few times, feeling hopeless to break free from her restraints, and then calmed down obediently.

Her slender hand was no longer satisfied with the only knowledge, and began to rub it up and down, like a blind man touching an elephant, feeling its roughness, heat and shape with the touch of one hand.

"What is done on paper is always shallow, but I know that this matter must be practiced", the words of the ancients are really very philosophical, Xu Yimin sighed in his heart.