boudoir(2/4)
The three thousand hair strands on the top of the head are scattered and flying with the shaking,
Without warning, an arc-shaped fountain gushed out from under the aqua blue pleated skirt,
It felt like two warm lumps were sticking to the back.
I saw the boss's wife sitting on the stone table,
At this time, the claws of the boss's wife,
The maid's slender hands run up and down the boss's wife's smooth back,
After a cup of tea time,
A small blush appeared on the skin of the two,
Unconsciously, the lower body began to sway,
Lying naked on the couches.
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From time to time there is a soft and tender sound in the mouth,
25 year old maid.
is grabbing the maid's hair carelessly,
stick your tongue in the maid's mouth,
Female version "Intelligent Retractable Rolling Tongue Pet Dog.
Roll and stir in the warm and smooth mouth,
Subconsciously moving up and down with the twitching of the tongue
Constantly rotating from shallow to deep,
the same moment.
That delicate tongue like a serpent,
A maid's dream.
Squatting in front of the maid's water pond.
at this time.
The wild move shakes the inner depression,
One after another incense,
Raise your legs and hook the maid's back waist
at this time.
Rolling slowly as the tongue twists,
Slowly turning around and wrapping the back of the boss's wife's neck with both hands,