Beautiful little bisexual tenant 8: My wife was fucked hard by a bad dog in a small skirt/Don’t go up to me
[What the writer wants to say:]
Thank you to the little angel who gave you the gift last night. Thank you!
Tomorrow’s little beauty is still wearing a small skirt~
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Yan Yu was stunned for a moment. Before his not-so-smart head could turn around, he only saw the lace skirt he had used for live streaming this morning spread flatly at the end of the bed.
The ears turned red.
Apparently Feng Moci also saw it. His slender fingertips lifted up the short skirt that could not cover anything. A pair of silk stockings that hugged Yan Yu's legs were quietly placed aside. With.
"It's very beautiful." Feng Moci looked at Yan Yu who made his heart beat fast and said, "You were wearing this during the live broadcast."
Yan Yu's snow-white face turned red when he spoke, and he turned his head unnaturally, as if I couldn't see him, which means I couldn't hear him, and his whole body was burning with embarrassment.
Feng Moci continued, "What do you want to do after lifting your skirt? Do you want to watch those people make you cry with their obscene comments?"
"..."
Yan Yu clenched his lips and breathed warmly. Transparent liquid slowly flowed out from between his naked legs.
Feng Moci's palms were sweating, and the sweet fragrance of Yan Yu's body on the lace skirt lingered in his nose, as if the little beauty had attached itself to his mouth and lightly printed it.
Soft and sweet.
He kept saying the obscene words he saw in the live broadcast room today, and saw the shy little beauty in front of him getting flushed because of those words.
The tip of Yan Yu's nose was red, and he didn't know how to refute him, because he had indeed done what he said.
But, how can he be so excessive...
The short skirt was clumsily lost by Yan Yu because of the top, leaving only a pair of silk stockings and a short skirt, which were now placed in front of him by Feng Mo Ci.
The naked and beautiful little anchor obviously didn't realize that she just didn't listen to the system. She rebelliously went live once and was approached by a cold pervert.
"I..." Yan Yu looked at him with red eyes and said weakly, "Feng, Feng Moci, can I not wear it? Can you let me go? I promise I won't tell anyone..."
The little beauty's eyes were full of begging, tears were hanging on her face, and she was discussing with the bad guy with a white face.
But how could a bad guy let him go if he had already planned it?
What the bad guy likes most is to see the little beauty dripping with water, both on and off her body.
Feng Moci didn't say anything, just stared at Yan Yu.
A face as cold as ice was enough to make Yan Yu, a little country bumpkin who had never seen the world, put on the 'clothes' that made him so embarrassed that he cried.
While dressing, Yan Yu spoke pitifully to Mr. System with red eyes: [He looks just like you...]
The same coldness and fierceness.
The system obviously didn't expect that he would look like this in Yan Yu's eyes, but he was too aggrieved to refute.
She was a soft little beauty who even resisted. She dressed herself up under the gaze of the bad guys, wearing short skirts that covered the most important parts of her body.
"Okay, okay." Yan Yu timidly closed his legs.
Feng Moci looked at the young man in front of him with an itchy throat. His delicate face was even more beautiful under the lace skirt, not to mention the pair of white silk stockings underneath that stretched out the soft leg flesh.
He stepped forward and placed the pink belt beside Yan Yu, without forcing him to wear it.
So the delicate little beauty blushed and pretended not to notice.
The sticky liquid under his body kept rising, and a sweet smell appeared in Feng Moci's nose. This time, he was finally not the peeper who needed to hide in the corner.
You can own this beautiful little tenant openly.
Yan Yu looked at the turbulent emotions in his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled: "You, you really can't let me go?" His voice was very soft.
The round toes wrapped in silkstockings were rubbed on the bed. The little beauty was so scared that tears fell from her eyes.
"Didn't anyone tell you it's better not to cry in front of a man?"
Feng Moci casually unbuckled his belt, and Yan Yu looked pale as he saw a chicken that was as good as Sheng Jin appeared in front of him, but the clothes on the man's body were still intact. White shirt and suit pants.
Only one red penis was exposed in front of the pretty girl.
He kept moving back, but that distance was like a kitten playing with its owner.
Feng Moci lowered his head and gently pecked Yan Yu's red and soft lips. Then he couldn't help but go deeper, and then became more and more fierce.
He has never kissed anyone, and his kissing skills are not that bad. He only knows how to plunder the sweet juice from the little beauty's mouth and suck on the soft tongue.
His lips were swollen from being kissed. Yan Yu put his soft wrist on his chest. He wanted to push but had no strength at all. He could only feel the heavy breath hitting his face.
The sticky water flowed onto the pretty girl's chin, and then slowly dripped onto the front of Feng Moci's well-dressed shirt, pulling out a trace of silver.
"Hmm~" The sweet aroma merged in their mouths, and Yan Yu's tongue was sore from the taste, "No, uh!"
With soft palms pushing continuously, the well-dressed beast finally let go of the dizzy little beauty.
The sweetness that penetrates the bone marrow also makes Feng Moci look forward to the next meal.
"Good, so uncomfortable..."
Yan Yu's skirt was messy, and the scenery under her short lace skirt was looming.
Feng Moci's red genitals were a little prettier than Sheng Jin's, but only a little. The pillar was so hideous that the top of it touched Yan Yu's tender soles.
So hot...
Yan Yu felt the heat and slight moisture on the soles of his feet and couldn't help but shrink back, but when he saw Feng Moci's dark eyes, he put it back tremblingly.
Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes: "It's so, so hot..."
My toes couldn't help but want to curl up.
Feng Mo Ci's turtlehead rubbed the surface of the silksocks, feeling the soft foot flesh inside, and more mucus overflowed excitedly.
Yan Yu's eyes became even redder. As his penis slid, the hole under his body inevitably squirmed, and the tender flesh gave off an itchy signal.
Waves of water flowed in one after another, and the tender red mussel meat was shining brightly.
"you……"
The soles of Yan Yu's feet were pushed up and poked by the huge turtle head. He cried, "Don't push me..."
As soon as these words came out, Feng Moci's penis became even more exciting. What could be more exciting than a delicate little beauty crying and saying those seductive words?
"dislike?"
Feng Moci stood up and covered Yan Yu with a low voice: "But isn't that what those people in your live broadcast room said?"
"I want my wife's little pussy to be soaked. I want to grind her pretty ass to make it wet. I even put it in your mouth and ejaculate thick white fluid."
Following his words, Feng Mo Ci's sexual organ was inserted into Yan Yu's vagina that was leaking juice, and was rubbed against it, making the flesh of the cave feel itchy.
Yan Yu's eyelids were swollen from crying, and it was hard to imagine a face of ice saying these disgusting sentences expressionlessly.
The sexual organ rubs the beautiful pink slit until it becomes engorged and bright red. The young mussel flesh wraps around the shaft of the penis in a flattering way. The two snow-white lips of the vagina are rubbed to the point of turning pink by Feng Mo Ci.
Yan Yu's hands were weak and he wanted to push him away, but the surging liquid underneath him kept flowing.
"Ah~ No, don't... it's bad! It's so hot... I-I don't want it..."
Tiny tears hung on Yan Yu's eyelashes. Feng Moci lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose with his, "Don't you like it?"
Yan Yu whimpered and nodded, being too good to be true.
The rebellious little beauty finally received her punishment from a bad guy.
"Then what do you like?" Feng Moci's voice became gentle.
Yan Yu moaned softly twice, not knowing how to answer.
So the penisstem, which was grinding the tender meat in the flower hole, slowly came closer to the holemouth, and then, pressed against the already soft holemouth I squeezed in little by little.
Yan Yu's face turned pale, and his white and tender fingertips couldn't help but insert into Feng Moci's hair and pull at his black hair.
His wife's fingers were fragrant. Feng Moci thought that the already soft acupuncture point would be very easy to enter, but he didn't expect that the beautiful flower hole was just like his, a small one, thick and longcockright You can only squeeze in reluctantly.
"So, so big, oooh, it hurts..."
Yan Yu was covered by Feng Mo Ci, with only one snow-white arm exposed. The two people's sexual organs were ferocious, two-thirds of the way in, stretching the small apertureoral until it turned white.
The flesh in the hole kept twisting the shaft, and the veins on Feng Moci's forehead burst out from the endurance, and he asked Yan Yu in a hoarse voice: "Where does it hurt?"
"Ugh...go, go away..."
There was a hideous penis protruding from Yan Yu's white and tender belly. It looked very horrifying, as if a delicate and crying little beauty had been fucked through.
The legs wrapped in white stockings were spread open by Feng Moci, and the penis was almost completely immersed. The vaginal fluid gurgling in the hole made the flesh of the hole become... More gentle.
The sucking made the back of Feng Moci's neck numb. Looking at his beautiful wife whimpering under him, the huge possessive desire in his heart was finally satisfied.
But he is unwilling to do so.
As a result, Yan Yu's eyes turned upside down for a while. When he opened his eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, he was already riding on Feng Moci's body.
The tender flower hole on the bottom of the body is pink and hairless, which is almost like eating all of that ugly chicken.
After moaning, Yan Yu's small cervix was pushed open by the turtle's head, and it reached deep, "Ah~! No, don't~ It's so tight..." The fingertips were pink and pressed against the man's body. .
This bodypositionmakes Yan Yu feel no sense of security, but the cockcock in his belly is so big that he even bends over and lies on Feng Mo’s body. Not even before.
I can only sit so crookedly with the collision.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The obscenewater is slapped out. When the red sexual organ is withdrawn, you can always see the tender meat in the hole saying goodbye to it reluctantly.
It was as if a soldering iron appeared in Yan Yuhua's acupuncture point, causing him pain, but he didn't know whether it was pain or an illusion that the acupuncture point was swollen to the point of numbness.
The legs wrapped in white stockings were bent beside Feng Moci. As a bad guy fucked him, the fragrant water soaked the stockings.
"This is also the way those people say it. Does Yuyu feel good about it? Huh?"
Yan Yu cried until the tip of his nose was red, and the flesh of his thighs was rubbed red by the suit pants that Feng Moci had not taken off at all: "You, wuwu... why are you like this... ah~ stop, stop, okay? , I’m afraid.”
Feng Moci pinched Yan Yu's slender waist with both hands, and the thrusting under his body stopped immediately, leaving the soft flesh in the hole helplessly entangled, and the delicate uterus became softer and smoother under Feng Moci's violent thrusting. Soft and tight.
"What else does my wife want?"
Feng Moci's breathing was rapid, but his words were high-sounding, as if he would agree to Yan Yu's suggestion.
"Woooooooo..."
The crystal clear honey wanted to flow out continuously from Yan Yuhua's hole, but it was blocked by the hard and hot penis.
The itch that had been overcome by being fucked by Feng Moci came back with a vengeance when Feng Moci stopped thrusting.
Yan Yu shrank back from his acupoint, mouth, and mouth. The tender clam meat shivered from being burned by the pillar, and he didn't dare to cling on.
Feng Moci rubbed the soft flesh of Yan Yu's waist with both hands, almost making the little beauty wet: "Do you want it?" he asked.
Yan Yu groaned and pretended not to hear.
She put her hands on the bed, her fingertips numb from the exertion, and her bent legs trembled again and again before she finally regained her strength. The little beauty wanted to pull this veined cock from her own Take it out from the flower hole.
The red soft flesh in the hole reluctantly watched the fierce meatstick getting farther and farther away from itself, so it became even more obsessed.
Feng Moci groaned.
Two-thirds of the penis was about to come out. Yan Yu's ears were red and he didn't dare to look down. He didn't know how he managed to get such a long stick into his body.