The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

Remember [www.readwn.com] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!

Coupled with the pain from the wrist, that is, the expression of the anger to the extreme, but the smile of the body, the sorrowful body instinct shook!

Emma, ​​the male **** was angry in front of her for the first time, so terrible!

Don't sneak a slap on him, want a little blood?

I have to eat her feelings!

Danger, fear, and some grievances...

With the pain in my wrist, the illusion regained my voice and stuttered. "I... I only want one or two drops..."

Jimo is still in the midst of anger, "I want to die?"

The dark, unbearable pictures in his mind flashed away, and the anger was a little more powerful.

This woman touched his counterscale!

This kind of instant, the illusion has never been seen, the eyes are full of storms, the body exudes a powerful murderous!

He... won't really kill her?

The pain on the wrist came from time to time, and then the bones were crushed by him. The illusion finally recovered and struggled. "Breathe, let me go, don't be angry, I will pay for it." you……"

The needle had fallen on the ground. She struggled with her wrist and couldn't make it. She had to lean over and half-squatted. She wanted to go to the needle and let him tie her back once, and then calm his anger.

Who knows that when she bends down halfway, the posture is not correct, and the scenery on the chest is half exposed, just from the point of view of Jimo.

Jimo yelled a meal, and the light was dark and unclear. She pulled her up vigorously, buckled her back, buckled her waist, and then rudely lifted her waist, and covered her lips.

This kiss is extremely aggressive, and it is long-distance, and you can't resist it.

The illusion of the brain has once again crashed!

That is the end of the ink, the bite, with a lot of punishment nature and possessive desire, the magical feeling of feeling the blood in the mouth, not a fragrant, is her, she only reacted.

"Hey... why are you...you..." Struggling.

Jimo is holding her head, not letting go, continuing to **** heavily, vaguely, "Are you not going to use this to pay me? If you wish..."

As she said, the hand that was buckled around her waist began to wander up, and her body was turned into his arms, and she used to be accustomed to it. The **** of the illusion were squeezed into an evil arc.

The moment of the ink of the ink, the temperature of the bottom of the eye burned a few points, with a **** that could not be suppressed.

The kiss has deepened again and deepened.

The illusion panicked, her blushing was able to drop blood, and there seemed to be a fire on her lips, which aroused her inexplicable irritability and uneasiness. It was a male suffocating storm that drowned her... unable to resist, unable to resist.

The tears of the big drops drip from her beautiful eyes.

Dyeing the face of Jimo, let his violent movements become stiff, could not help but moderate, and the strength of her head was loose.

Let her body be better and better.

But still did not leave, greed to take the breath that belongs to her, the incredible softness makes him simply stop...

No longer so rude, the illusion is gradually able to withstand, he was numb by his body, his head was dizzy, his body was soft and backward, and he was holding it anyway.

For a long time, the two talents have separated.

They are some asthmatic, fascinating and fascinating, like a red lotus flower, her blushing little lips, red, swollen and red, all of which highlight the overbearing and rudeness of the Moya.