It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

The bright water mark finally came to the back of Wenyi's neck. The scent glands had slightly bulged, exuding the sweet fragrance unique to Wenyi, like a ripe fruit, tempting Zhuo Yiqing to bite down.

"Baby, you are so fragrant." Zhuo Yiqing put the tip of her nose against Wen Ai's fragrance glands, closed her eyes and sniffed deeply, her lower body suddenly became hard and painful, and the frequency of sensation was no longer gentle, and she gradually accelerated her force.

Wen Ai was interrupted again, and began to moan like a cat, "Um...so comfortable...well... I like... I like my brother..."

"Hey one by one" Zhuo Yiqing was caught thief, "Do you like me or do you like my big dick?"

"Hmm... I like them all..."

"Ah."

Suddenly, a wet touch came from the back of his neck, and Wen Ai trembled involuntarily.

At first, Zhuo Yiqing only used the tip of his tongue to swipe it around, and then gradually changed its quality. He simply pressed the entire surface of Zucan's tongue onto the fragrance glands of Wen Yai, hot and hot, about to leave a mark on it. He licked it carefully, treating it like a beast before eating. After licking the back of Wen Ai's neck wet, he turned to bite, and his teeth frequently scratched the delicate skin, and several times almost broke it.

Wen Ai did not dare to move, the most fragile and deadly place was held by Zhuo Yiqing, as if life and death were handed over to the other party. He was deeply threatened and shivered, but his heart was faintly looking forward to this powerful sky he admired. Do it, at a certain moment, bite him apart cleanly.

However, when the time came, Zhuo Yiqing retracted her teeth with difficulty, attacked the bottom lane aggressively, and **** her well-developed holes.

Wen Ai's body scent is getting stronger and stronger. He is like a piece of toffee, melting little by little under Zhuo Yiqing's powerful thrust.

Suddenly, Zhuo Yiqing hit a lump of soft flesh, causing Wen Ai to exclaim and tremble severely.

Zhuo Yiqing paused, then pushed forward again, and the glans poked on the unprecedented softness again.

That is the entrance to Wen Ai's palace, the most secret place all over the body.

Under the influence of the emotional tide, attracted by Zhuo Yiqing's dry breath, she slipped from her belly to the end of the tunnel a little bit.

Zhuo Yiqing licked her mouth: "Finally **** out."

Wen Ai turned his back to him, unable to see his wolfish expression, but instinctively became scared. The two hits just now were enough to make him daunting, Susu Maxu was painful again, as if he had been stabbed in the soul.

He shouted tremblingly: "Brother, brother..."

"What?" Zhuo Yiqing slowly straightened up her upper body, connected with him in the posture of wild beast mating, and the big **** arrived at the palace gate ready to go.

With a flustered heartbeat, Wen Ai tried to climb forward with his elbows on.

"What to hide." Zhuo Yiqing pressed his waist with one palm, raised his **** with one hand, and smiled, "Just now I asked if I didn't want to make a bond with you. Only then did I know that I was afraid, it was too late. "

Regardless of him, he stood up and smashed, and the stiff glans hit the softest and most fragile heart of Wenyi. He broke down and cried. He was completely overwhelmed by the horrible pleasure, and he couldn't even struggle with strength. Under Tian Qian, he opened himself helplessly, allowing himself to be penetrated by the thick and long weapon, pounding the tenderest core inside.

"Baby." Zhuo Yiqing stared at Wen Ai's back waist obsessively, her eyes as if she had seen something through the flesh, "Do you feel it, your palace mouth is going to be **** by me."

Wen Ai was buried in the pillow and cried, only to feel that the upcoming event was terrifying: "I'm so scared... um... brother... oo... please... please... ah ah ah !!!"

Just begging halfway, Zhuo Yiqing completely opened the small gap in the palace mouth, and the glans was forced into it, as if entering another paradise, hot, humid and tight, all the soft flesh cleverly attracted him , Squeezing him affectionately, inspiring his heavenly instincts, madly squeezing a few times, the glans quickly expanded to twice its original size, stuck at the mouth of the palace, and then the big stocks of heat gushed out. Out.

Wen Ai was so hot that he called out. Zhuo Yiqing leaned over and bit his scent glands, and poured his breath into his body irresistibly. At the same time, Wen Ai was marked completely, and he climaxed to the point of unconsciousness. clear.

Zhuo Yiqing’s yang essence is thick and abundant, she shot Wen Ai full of belly, and Wen Ai was **** inside and out, dying, lying under Zhuo Yiqing, the senses were Zhu Yiqing’s breath.

The newly contracted Dikun is very clingy, and Wen Ai was originally a coquettish person. After slowing down, he hummed in a soft tone and turned his head to look at the person behind him.

Zhuo Yiqing hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, baby?"

Wen Ai curled his mouth and said, "You hug me."

"Hey." Zhuo Yiqing's heart was so soft, "Hug!"

The **** knot hadn't subsided, and the two couldn't pull apart together. Zhuo Yiqing grabbed Wen Ai's waist and sat up, leaning him in his arms, and hugging him tightly from behind.

Wen Ai sighed contentedly, hugged his arm, turned his head and actively pursed his red lips: "I want to kiss him."

Zhuo Yiqing embraced the beloved person, with tenderness in her chest, bowed her head and kissed him deeply. After enough lingering, he went to slap his full face: "I was a little bit rough just now, are you scared?"

Wen Ai gave him a shy look, turned his face away and said nothing.

"So you like it?" Zhuo Yiqing smirked and touched his stomach, "It's all bulging out, greedy little adulterous baby, my Yang Jing is so delicious?"

He said while poking with his fingers, Wen Ai was filled with stomach, and it was too high. When he was poked, tears came out, and said aggrieved: "Obviously you got it in, not what I ate...I It’s not a little pornographic baby... Brother don’t call me like that..."

Zhuo Yiqing breathed quickly again: "Okay, you drain the **** from your stomach, and you will be a good baby if you drain it."

The knot had faded, Zhuo Yiqing withdrew, let Wen Ai squat down on the bed, raising her **** to face herself.

Wen Ai supported his knees, there was no blocking door behind him, and the acupuncture points couldn't close. There was already sticky liquid flowing out. He turned around helplessly to look at Zhuo Yiqing, begging to shout, "Brother..."

"Why, I have to vomit it out?" Zhuo Yiqing rubbed his red and swollen acupoints, her voice hoarse, "Didn't I want to be a good baby, how can I trust you like this? Or that your acupuncture point is like this, no With a big meat stick, you have to carry a man's **** to feel good?"

Wen Ai is usually domineering, but can't get up on the bed. After brewing for a while, the excretion usually drains liquid. I was **** hard just now, the mouth of the meat was turned out, red and gorgeous, and it was lined by the snow-white buttocks, a vivid picture of red plums in the snow scene.

The **** and intestinal juice mixed together and poured out on their own, and soon a pool was formed on the sheets, but Zhuo Yiqing shot too deep, and Wen Ai still had a lot of it in her belly.

Zhuo Yiqing's eyes were almost catching up with the pervert, and he patted Wen Ai on the ass: "Go harder."

Too shameful.

While crying, Wen Ai forced his acupoints obediently, opening and closing his acupuncture points, like a small fluttering mouth, flowing out of white turbidity, dripping down the roots of his legs, messy. Zhuo Yiqing licked his **** and kissed, but kept his eyes fixed on his cunt, seeing every crease and every tremor clearly.

Wen Ai was very embarrassed, but a certain pinkish little thing stood up tremblingly, his tongue was so ashamed that he couldn't smooth his tongue: "It's okay... it's all out, it's really gone, really of……"

"Really." Zhuo Yiqing buried her face in his buttocks, "Let me check."

"Ah... don't... it's dirty..., um... um... don't be like this, brother... ah..."

The bed nets are full of vitality and fragrance, and the night is still long.