Sister Lover

I can't help but bow my mouth, and I quickly raised my hand to open the TV and wanted to take care of this.

Should just have a shower, wash the sweat on the body, so soon, the girl washed out.

The hotel on this mountain is not to provide bathrobes, and we have no belt, so he only puts on the underwear corset, step on the fliplastic with water stains, with a towel ** with hair, just go directly Out.

I saw her big skin exposed, my heartbeat, busy: "Clothes put on"

"The water is still not doing it." It's dissatisfied, the girl will come: "Let me blow the hair first."

I looked at the sister's humid hair. I found it in the bed cabinet. If I can't find a hair dryer.

"Come over", I will take a bed, indicating that she sits down.

"Oh ...", the girl was sitting in the bed, her long hair in her waist, there were a few hair tips, and the sheets were slightly wet.

Hair is so long ...

At this time, I have put the power supply, open the electric hair directly, and started to blow her hair.

The junction of the jewelry, and the girl rushed to the scorpion.

The girl's hair is always relaxed. At this time, I just washed, and it was more smooth, and I also had the taste of shampoo.

Good incense ...

According to the mind, try not to think about it, I am concentrating on things.

Dry hair in the top of the girl's head and the ear, have been blowing her long hair, seeing her still closed the scorpion, my attention is bold to other top.

Originally, girls only wearing underwear, in addition to sensitive parts, most of the skin is basically exposed, and the skin is still slid, so that it looks slid, more ç.

My eyes are even more bold, sweeping over the girl. The thin and unique white arm, exquisite clavicle, slidable waist, quite soft and tender thighs, white and tender thighs, and ...

I can't help but aim at her chest.

In front of this light blue bra, the girl's chest has a short-haired soft bullet exposing a half. And because she is sitting, I stand, so from my perspective, my eyes can touch the crack between the two breasts ...

Then, in the humming of the hair dryer, I turned out.

"Brother?", The girl wanted to see the scorpion.

"Ah ...", I hurriedly returned to God, I found it to go back and forth in one place before the hair dryer.

"Well ...", the girl is sinking for a second, I want to understand what, the lips have hooked a little: "What happens, will not be gone?"

The stinky head, knowing, knowing. I have to have a sound.

The sister is close to the scorpion: "Good look?"

I know that this gimmick wants to tease me, I hesitate for a second, simply generously admitted: "Good look"

The girl sitting on the bed slightly, and the face is red and asked: "That ...?

"Where ...", I got up and down, I want to say "Where is the good look", I don't know if my heart is still a head, I don't think about it, "Of course I can't see the place. The best looking"

Wait, how to feel a bit strange. After this sentence, I found it wrong.

The long-haired girls obviously did not think that I would say this, and the speed of pinkness is commeminated with the naked eye.

"Say ... What is it ...", the gimmick is low, and the voice is fine. I have almost obvious under the sound of the hair dryer, and I also said that she said that she said.

It is noted that the girl's ear will have a red tide. I know that I am too obvious. I am busy with a transformation of the transformation: "Cough ... I just said, don't there say this, don't The best thing is always, the best look will always have seen the scenery, so that ... I don't do anything else, don't think about it ... "

"I didn't want to see what I want ..."

After the exit, I also stunned, and immediately secretly. I have the skill of the snake to cover the skill, and I still have an increase of not adding ...

The girl is low, and there is no response.

"Cough ...!", I died, and I closed my mouth.

After this, I have a lot of hairs that I have grateful, and I will blow it fine.

"That ... okay ...", put the hair dryer, only the sound of TV, the sound of TV, the ear is quite quiet, and there is a lot of words. I quietly tone.

"Oh ...", the girl should be light, but it is not moving.

"... go to the clothes, don't catch cold ..."

"Well ...?", The head is only back to God, slightly hesitating, finally lifting the scorpion, watching: "The water on the body has not dried ..."

I lost my dry towel: "Take it"

"Oh ...", my sister took towel, just worched from the arm, but she suddenly thought of what, suddenly twisted, fell directly on the bed. Then, the girl hit two rolls on the bed, and the water stains on the body got the bed.

soy Mujer...

I deeply suck, I have no epistemon, and I tried to naturally: "I can wear clothes."

Chapter 12 after (2)

"Call ...", the girl on the bed did not care about me, but the disturbance is lying and not moved, long and long: "It's tired ..."

I can't help but wrap the white tender body wrapped in black hair, I promptly: "Take it, I have a rest"

"Don't worry ...", I said this, the girl seems to have been hesitant for a second, "I think about what:" Yes, climb the mountain, get sour ... "

I heard this, I jumped in my eyes, I suddenly knew that she was going to say next.

Sure enough, the gimmick glared at me, and still left the remaining face and red: "That ... Help me, can't do it ...?"

The girl's legs are straight and long, and the proportion is almost perfect. Especially her snowy thighs, clearly unscrupulous, but there is a meat of baby fat. If it is **, the fingers are gently caught in it, wrapped in soft and tender, affirmed that you can't ...

"Cough ...!", Feel that there is some itchy, I realized the fingers, followed by God.

"No", I decisively shake your head: " "

"Let me knead a few minutes ..."

"No"

"Small, you will come to yourself."

I just want to pick up the breath, but my eyes suddenly sucked tightly.

Because the girl is sitting in the waist, the arms are moving forward, so the two miles of her chest are squeezed to the middle by her two arms, so that this is more Full of fruitful, the seductive gap between the two peaks is also compressed by the white flowers of flesh into a soft thin line ...

"...", my throat is not controlled up and down.