Chapter 54


Principal Zhao Zhen sat on a leather swivel chair and was puzzled by the red head document in his hand. This is a notice of the appointment of the Vice-Chancellor who has been vacant for many years, but it is not Wang Shen who he has desperately appointed, but Sun Qian is unexpected.

Since this woman approached Zhang Qingshan, a well-known local entrepreneur, he has never touched his fingers again. Zhao Zhen still knows himself. He knows that he can't compete with this old man no matter whether he has money or prestige. Bai Jie, although she was not in the middle, her husband was in the middle. In order to please the beauties, he reported to the deputy that he wanted to raise the deputy, and the candidate was directly Bai Jie's husband Wang Shen.

It was Sun Qian who made the appointment. He remembered that the director of education spread his hands and looked like Mo Neng, and shook his head with a smile.

The news spread throughout the school in less than two or three hours. Sun Qian heard the discussion inside the teaching room at the end of the class. A voice said: In today's society, it's easier for women, and it's easier for women with beauty, and it's easier for women to have sex. Then there was an indignant saying: The appointment of personnel in the key middle schools in the city is so sad that the rural rich people who are blind to the word are in control. Apparently, this person knew her too well. There's nothing more to do: don't get angry, this is the wrist. Sun Qian turned around tightly, turned around and walked towards the school gate.

In fact, the deputy principal of No.1 Middle School means that he can be assigned to a three-bedroom house and can be transported by car to work. But Sun Qian has never thought of developing on the career path. It is a man's business. As her, she has a lot of money in her car, her pocket, and this is all she has in her life. After feeling the good news from the sky, she calmed down after a big ups and downs in her heart, and felt embarrassed.

She sifted through those in her heart who can help her, especially men. Except for her father Zhang Qingshan, it seems that no one has such ability, but she understands that her father will not do this, old man. Seems to have seen the intrigue of the official court to cheat me. He said that it was a sword and a sea of ​​fire, and he would never push Sun Qian there.

Sun Qian took office and sat in a separate office next to Zhao Zhen. The office was beautifully decorated, all imported materials. Including a long and short sofa imported from Italy, a nanmu writing desk in Spain, a large Belgian table lamp and an enamel western vase, and a bunch of red and white roses inserted in it is also from the East. This is decorated according to Sun Qian's intention. Sitting here in the office gives people a sense of self-esteem, self-confidence, self-satisfaction, and self-satisfaction. This feeling is extremely important for a woman with a strong sense of responsibility and vanity.

Sun Qian, who took the leadership position, changed the exposure and lightness of her previous dress, and went to the mall to select a few suits and put it on her body. The spacious clothes have their own special temptations. After walking, the waves are not flat, and the waves are rising again. Where there is meat, people are shaking. Where there is no meat, clothes are shaking. Virtual, extremely mysterious.

Until that day, Sun Qian received an unfamiliar phone call, and the mystery that had puzzled her for many days suddenly opened up. She vaguely felt it was him, the man who could not see his face so far. His voice came over the phone, and the sound was slightly hoarse and contrived, making her feel very sexy. His voice made Sun Qian feel so kind, like a loving father to a well-behaved daughter, without Zhang Qingshan's arrogance and grandeur. It was just a simple greeting phone call, but it made Sun Qian's muscles tensely.

Sun Qian was invited to participate in a masquerade with a lot of rules. During that time, she did converge a lot. There was no man or sex. Her husband was very happy with other women in the mountains. .

Having a date on that somewhat quiet weekend really made her fascinated. She slept for two and a half hours, took a shower, and dressed her up deliberately as planned. Sun Qian always regrets her clean skin, and is eager to catch up with the sun and make it suitable for the popular olive color. There are tens of thousands of tungsten lamps in the street after bathing, and she is thinking about whether to bring them home.

Sun Qian seemed to be unable to wait. She arrived at the designated place very early and said, there is a car to pick her up there. I do n't know how long, a black Lincoln stopped in front of her. A very handsome young man came to Sun Qian with a mobile phone. At this time, Sun Qian 's phone rang, and the man confirmed that it was her. After that, take her to the car.

The car was specially designed to pick and drop a single person. The young man reiterated the rules of the prom. Sun Qian took the black hat out of the handbag and hung the net as required. On the Internet, she ingeniously clasped a nail-sized emerald spider, flickering under the faint light in the car, crawling on her cheek, bright and dark.

The car was parked in the corridor of a large house in Mid-levels. Someone who had been waiting opened the door. Sun Qian got out of the car and looked out into the garden. Although she is regarded as a person in this city, she is still quite unfamiliar with the luxurious residence on the hill.

The garden is nothing more than a semi-circular lawn surrounded by short white stone railings, and a barren hill outside the railings. In the garden there is a row of neatly manicured evergreen trees, two sparse flower beds, and gorgeous roses, all of which are rigorous and uncluttered. In the distance is the deep blue sea, in which there are large white ships. It is not just the strong contrast of colors that gives people an unreal vertigo. The various irreconcilable backgrounds and the atmosphere of the times are all lumped together, creating a fantasy state.

The white house in the mountainside is a streamlined, geometric pattern structure, but the roof is covered with a layer of antique blue glass tiles. Entering through the glass door in the corridor is the living room, which is a three-dimensional western-style interior.

There are already more than 20 people inside, dancing with heavy makeup and heavy makeup accompanied by Ye Laixiang's extravagant voice. It's a masquerade party. Most of them dress up in strange costumes and design themselves. Sun Qian thought that there might be Bai Jie, Mei Hong, Lin Li, and many people she was familiar with or unfamiliar with, but the most special thing was that they all wore masks, deliberately preventing others from seeing what they were. Sun Qian knew that there had been a secret saying long ago, there was a noble circle, and they gathered together from time to time to do incredible things.

Except for the stairs and the doors, the three sides are all leather sofas, surrounded by pure wool carpets, with a space in the middle, it should be the dance floor. The velvet window veil decorated a window very romantically, and the noble purple made people's souls imaginative and imaginative. There is a piano next to the stairs. The woman who plays the piano also wears a blindfold, a pink skirt, a long skirt draped on a dark green carpet, and the material is very thin, making her fair skin clear. visible.

Sun Qian found a table in the corner, and the waiter immediately brought a glass of wine, crystal red wine, crystal glass resting on the crystal table, and a few roses were scattered beside it. A glass of wine also made it so elegant. grand.

The master is like a very capable person, holding the big wheel of the times with one hand. In this world, the air of sensuality in the 1930s and 1940s is kept.

Here comes a woman, wearing a wig that can be recognized at a glance, wearing a short skirt with a flashing sparkle, in which she can see her grumpy, puffing breasts. Sun Qian and she nodded in trust with each other and could feel the smile behind her mask. "My surname is Zhang, not a native, and I hurried hundreds of kilometers to come here."

"This is my first time, and I'm not very familiar with this place." Seeing that women are no stranger to this place, they are veterans of this way, Sun Qian told the truth.

Sure enough, she said, "It doesn't matter, just a few more hits. The men here are all good." After that, he laughed wildly.

Although she couldn't see her face clearly, Sun Qian determined that the woman was almost forty-five years old, only a few more.

She was facing the men and women on the dance floor with interest, her shoulders shaking constantly with the beat of the music. A man dressed as a Nazi officer came to invite Sun Qian to dance. Sun Qian gave her an embarrassing glance. She raised her hand and said, "Go play, I hope you will be happy."

The end of the song, when Sun Qian came down, suddenly, her hand stroked on Sun Qian's ass. And she said vaguely, "You have a charming little butt, I like it very much." Sun Qian smiled at her. This woman made her passion go crazy. The Nazis came over again. When she danced with Sun Qian, she kissed her and touched her. Sun Qian said to him smartly, "You should invite my friend, too." To Mrs. Zhang.

The two of them snapped together, and within a few steps, the two bodies were already attached to each other. Mrs. Zhang, like a little hen who accidentally found a bug, jumped cheerfully and frivolously. From time to time, she could see her pubic bone rubbing against the man's thigh. .

There are round lights, square lights, long, triangular ... hanging on the ceiling, and these lights are rotating. Changing red, blue, green, incandescent like a daylight mask, the lights sometimes flicker, specious, sometimes like the same lightning that stabs you to keep your eyes open, the lights are mottled and colorful, and they sometimes change colors. Transform your clothes to make the whites snowier and the blacks brighter.

At this moment, the piano had a series of noisy notes that were not easy to detect. Sun Qian, who was proficient in music theory, could not help looking at the stage. A man was sitting on the floor under the chair of a woman playing the piano, stroking her thigh. Someone couldn't wait to kiss and fumble behind the pillars, the skirts curled up exposed with thighs, the women on the sofa had been stripped off their bras, and a breast protruded out of the collar.

Faced with such a beautiful situation, Sun Qian could not bear it anymore. Her eyes were looking around like a hunter searching for prey. Mrs. Zhang had been fighting fiercely with the Nazi officer. The two people laughed and went to a farther corner. Fortunately, Mrs. Zhang had not forgotten to bid farewell to Sun Qian from the back while she was holding his arm.

The scattered seats in the living room are dim. Although it is not possible to reach out with five fingers, you still can't see the eyebrows carefully. Darkness can stimulate enthusiasm. There are small candles on each table, and the flowing flames are like sobbing desires, as well as alcohol, flowers and various drinks, romantic and intoxicating. In this luxurious luxury indulgence, you can smell intoxicating and strange flavors, the fragrance of flowers and the smell of women's perfumes.

Someone came over and asked Sun Qian to dance. "This lady, do you want to dance?" While talking, she stretched her arms over and leaned on the chair behind Sun Qian. Sun Qian slid into the dance floor with the man as soon as he floated. Sun Qian had extremely rich flesh, especially the intentionally exposed pair of moist white shoulders. While shaking her long legs, her slim waist followed the steps. The beat is shaking, and liveliness and fragrance can be seen everywhere.

The man in a gown and blazer, combed his shiny big back, and wore sunglasses. Sun Qian tried to look for his eyes in his black glasses, but what she saw was her shadow reflected in the glasses, shrinking, and pale.

His dancing posture is smooth and steady, his footwork is only simple forward and backward, there is no other pattern, he can feel no small age, his forehead is wide and round, his nose is straight, his brow bone is raised, there is a hook on his chin, The stubbornness and stubbornness of the character is evident, and the appropriate wrinkles are etched over the years, and the unique charm and style of the mature man are carefully drawn in the corners of the eyebrows. There are also two handsome moustaches, the tips of their beards twisted upright with glue, trembling in the wind, much like the whiskers of a tiger cat, fluttering.

He wrapped his hands around Sun Qian's waist, arrogantly pinching and nagging. Sun Qian pretended to dodge. He explained: "Otherwise I don't know your waist, it's really soft."

Sun Qian ignored him, and just held his two arms tightly away from him, he went to pull her hand, her hands were copied behind her, and he leaned against her chest. Although frowning and shaking intently, a wine-sullen face just moved to her face. Sun Qian tilted her face, only crossed his eyes to him, and nodded around.

"What's this, this is the place." The faint smile on the corner of his mouth seemed timid and confident. He kissed her with a man's thick, elastic, and soft lips. After all, it was such a wonderful feeling that made her heart happy and joyful, and Sun Qian also enjoyed it with a sense of integrity and passion.

He returned to the seat with Sun Qian's hand in his hand. His big hands had heavy hairs, and it was warm and moist to feel comfortable.

Sitting down, they drank the pure grape sprinkles, each looked at each other with ambiguous eyes, and felt the impulse from the abdomen. In the litchi red light, Sun Qian could not see the expression on his dark face, but felt that he was unusually silent. He closed the folding fan in his own hand and opened it again, with the appearance of a playboy, with his hand lowered, and slowly pressed the fan to his chin.

"Very villainous style." Sun Qian muttered.

He laughed loudly: "In the phrase, where is the clever little girl? The teeth are sharpened."



She stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly bowed her head. She knew this kind of person. On such occasions, when she saw a woman, she would be calmed by her beauty. There is no longer a need to please the teasing romance. Although the display is like a cold and cold emotion on the face, but my heart jumps and jumps like a bear seeing a honeypot, I ca n't wait to break the jar and eat it. pause.

At this time, the lights in the entire hall slowly dimmed, but the music became more hoarse and stronger, and a burst of frenzy like a wind surge shook people's hearts anxiously and uneasily. Anxiously rumba, Sun Qian got up and twisted involuntarily. The black silk dress jumped, kicking and kicking, spitting, the hem let her drive, has been rolled to the waist, the black inside His pants were exposed in front of him. Two diamond pendants on the ears flickered, as if squinting and laughing.

The center of the living room. A young and beautiful woman raised her arms, twisted her body like a snake, and also wore a mask. Her clothes fell off, and she released her bra. At last, she twisted her panties and panties. Faded. There was a man leaping forward with joy and joy. Without a moment, he was hugged by a man and hugged him.

Someone has begun to have sex on the sofa. The man is standing, facing the woman on the sofa, carrying her legs high, and struggling hard. A woman sitting on the stairs to the second floor sits on top of the man, and is enthusiastic. The female Long who played the piano leaned on the piano, unbridledly extended her legs, and allowed a man to kiss her under her skirt.

Sun Qianzhen arrived at the table, he stared at her under the light, her delicate silhouette, long legs and slim waist, unreasonable, slim. He threw the cigarette into a pot of azaleas, stood up and left.

The rhododendron bloomed densely, and the tobacco rolls nested in the petals, and they burned yellow as soon as they were simmered.

He grabbed Sun Qian and headed straight upstairs, opened a door, there was already a man inside, the man was riding on the woman, the woman underneath panted, leaned to the ground, clasped the carpet with both hands, white and slender legs Retracting, let the man abuse her sexually.

Passing another room, there were a few women laughing and laughing, and some even bent down. A woman wrapped a man's neck with a chiffon, held one end to her hand, twisted her waist madly, and danced.

With a quote, he introduced Sun Qian into a small living room, but it was in an old Chinese style. The ground was covered with red bricks, white powder walls, a big red rafter chair cushion, a big red rafter curtain, an antique rafter. Underground half-height cloisonne square bottles are inserted with tuberose. They didn't know the light switch in the room and had to touch the black. Sun Qian had no idea what tripped on one foot and almost fell. After all, it was a little moonlight outside, reflected in the window, and the thin light illuminated the mirror.

Sun Qian slowly plucked her lower net, stirred her hair, messed up, and dropped it to the ground. She put the tip of the net in her mouth fiercely, twisting her eyebrows, and squatting down to pick up the clips one by one.

He walked behind her barefoot, resting one hand on her head, pulling her face upside down, and kissing her mouth. A rosy, sweet smell came from his hair, his armpits, every inch of his skin. Sun Qian took a deep breath, feeling like a blue whale floating out of the sea.

The hair net slipped to the ground. He was so tall and tall. Sun Qian only responded to him with her toes. She felt that she had slipped into a circle and fell on the mirror, her vest tightly against the cold mirror. His mouth never left her lips. He also pushed Sun Qian onto the mirror, and they seemed to fall into the mirror, into another dim world. It's cool, hot, and the wildfire burns up.

The hands of the two people searched each other's body. Unconsciously, Sun Qianzhong's skirt had been unzipped, and the two shoulder straps had let him to the sides. A pair of breasts were bare, and he stroked the breast The skill was deft and clever, but the arrogant rubbing did not make her feel rough, but she was a little eager to be more vigorous. The breast was squeezed up helplessly by the squeeze of the palm of his hand. Suddenly, Sun Qian was stunned.

Then she felt that the skirt was slowly shed by him, and a hand wrapped from behind to her front, slowly moving down from her flat belly, Sun Qian hurriedly spread her legs, but the hand only Circling around her underwear, occasionally fiddled with her curly pubic hair, completely disregarding the wet place under Sun Qian.

Sun Qian turned her back and groped eagerly on his chest. The button on the white silk gown made her overwhelmed, and it really took a while to get rid of it. She lifted up his gown and ran a hand, searching along his thighs. His hair was very thick, and even spread to the groin of the buttocks on the inner side of his thighs. She felt itchy and itchy. Touching the one he wanted to send.

His hand was hovering at the petals of Sun Qian's place, twisting and wiping to make every effort, he could not do anything in front of her, Sun Qian also fiddled with his penis, his fingers stroking his gully eyes Reposting, she also failed in front of him. One of Sun Qian's skills is to juggle men, just like the animal trainer in the circus, she also dedicated this to her love and devotion with the same devotion. Her challenge evoked his proper response.

When he laid Sun Qian on a reclining chair, Sun Qian was no longer held hostage by a lady. A naked body lay on her back, showing a sloppy body in front of him, as if every part was exposing him to irresistible temptations. The legs and stilts made the sudden break in the leg gap appear anxiously eager for his strong and erect things.

He knelt between Sun Qian's legs, stroking her raised part with both hands, and murmured in his mouth, "Dear, you are so beautiful and seductive. You see, how tempting it is now Man. Let me do it. "

Sun Qian closed her eyes, and the two red glows on her face slowly rose, gradually spreading, her entire face was completely red, and her burning passion was stirred in her heart. He leaned down, extended his tongue at the place and kissed, his movements were gentle and decent, without feeling rough. This suddenly made Sun Qian feel a pity of mercy, she held his head in both hands, and lowered her face to kiss him in the hair.

When Sun Qian's place made him kiss with water, he finally stood up his magnificent dildo, gently cut open the peach petals, and then stabbed in. Sun Qian suddenly said "Oh", and a moment of pleasurable joy captured her.

Along with his violent sending, Sun Qian shook her ass to greet him. Sun Qian felt that the golden drums in his chest were sounding, and a long and heavy gasp came to the climax. As if there were a hundred trains in it, humming with steam, rushing towards her with enough horsepower.

Sun Qian was so happy that she couldn't help humming, and she shed a long time of sorrow, flowing into the confluence of music. Later, it was no longer a tune, like the composer got confused, and the tune was at the end, thinking It was crazy, there was no tune at all, and only one single small note, Ding Ding Duan, was dumped into the giant bucket, stirred agitated, only torn apart.



His every blow was like a heavy punch, and the sound of popping meat and flesh was endless, listening to another fierce savage. Sun Qian only felt that the touching nerve endings were twisting tightly, twisting like twists.

This is usually the case with Sun Qian. After several rounds of attacks by the male, he has failed and he has reached the zenith. A happy lust was spilled from her womb, the vaginal wall contracted and convulsive, contained his penis intimately, and under the rubbing of the turbulent edge, let her float to the sky refreshingly, the flesh was entangled with force , Squeeze.

The two bodies were lying on the dark ground, lying sideways, both tired from the storm. He still touched Sun Qian's nipples and lips with his fingers, and put his legs between her legs.

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open. A man hugged a woman and leaned into his head. He pressed Sun Qian's mouth, and they moved to the back of the sofa in the dark. Through the faint moonlight outside the window, Sun Qian saw the familiar Nazi uniform and Mrs. Zhang, who was in a fiery red skirt. The skirt was so wrinkled that they hurriedly embraced each other on the sofa.

"How can you not love enough." It was Mrs. Zhang's voice, sweet and greasy, full of ambiguous and sexy. One body and one soft body are difficult to separate from each other. Women exaggerate and groan, men's heavy locomotive gasping.

Sun Qian saw Mrs. Zhang raising her butt high on the edge of the sofa, and let the Nazi officer drive straight in from behind her, and her mouth screamed with excitement: "Baby, see how capable you are, let it out, I will accompany you to the end."

The Nazi hat crooked aside, his mighty military officer's uniform was open, his trousers rolled into the leather boots on his ankle, and he shook his waist. In his fierce collision, the sofa moved step by step and almost came to Sun Qian's side.

He raised his leg to support the sofa with his feet, but the two above stopped suddenly. Mrs. Zhang stretched her neck from the back of the sofa, and saw the two of them on the ground, Sun Qian, and laughed indulgently. "The little baby was here, how many men have enjoyed it."

Sun Qian, naked, was a little embarrassed and looked around for clothing, but he guessed first, then took off his gown and covered her. It provokes Mrs. Zhang a lot of laughter. Mrs. Zhang shakes off the Nazi officer and slams in front of him. He kneels down and catches the swaying root of his lower body, puts it in his mouth, and sucks with interest. From time to time, she also winked at Sun Qian.

He seemed to be anxious during Mrs. Zhang's teasing, as if he was being punished willingly but not enough. Sun Qian was letting it go and she looked at Zunbian. She narrowed her eyes to look at him, and her eyes were full of sensuality and temptation, and the expression on the entire face even showed the middle of her heart.

Sun Qian could only see his nakedness at this time. His muscles were loosening a bit. Fortunately, he hadn't squeezed his belly, and the densely-stained hairs stretched from his lower abdomen to his chest. He stretched out his hand and took Sun Qian over. Two mouths came together, and Sun Qian's lips made him kiss, and like before, somehow she spit her soft tongue into his mouth. in. And he couldn't help but hold her to the tip of her tongue, and kissed her intoxicatedly.

Sun Qian opened her hands and hugged his waist tightly with her two arms. Her body twisted around like a snake, every time he felt Sun Qian 's two plump breasts His chest rolled, and the kind of rolling made him feel incredible.

The Nazi officer had gone out of the room, leaving his cap behind, and was lying alone in the ground. They had torn him to the ground, and they were lying prone on his side.

Mrs. Zhang held his head in his arms and laughed while watching Sun Qian, and grind with his ears for a while and then whispered and teased with him. Sun Qian pressed a jade leg against his chest, playing with one of his ears with his toes, and then stroked his cheeks. Seeing that he did not show any resentment, he further moved his toes gently on his lips .

Sun Qian's thigh muscles tightened for a while, leaving a vacant margin. At this time, her eyes were bright, her face was full of vitality, like a cocaine addict who had sucked cocaine, her spirit was between dream and reality, and she wondered whether she should fly to dream or fall to reality. She had just enough energy to cover her body. There is a force to reclaim mountains, but I don't know which direction to go.

He sat up, a penis that was already angered and crowned like a towering iron tower pointed at Yunxiao, and Mrs. Zhang was holding the root with her hand, pushing Sun Qian's waist with one hand and pushing her in front of him. Sun Qian widened her thigh and squatted down between his legs. He obediently interlocked her hands under her rounded buttocks and supported her effortlessly. However, Mrs. Zhang opened Sun Qian's labia with two fingers and held it in one hand, and immediately there was a fulfilling, pleasing joy spreading from her lower abdomen, Sun Qian made a With a charming expression, she smiled gratefully at Mrs. Zhang.

It was another exciting trick, Sun Qian was bumping on him like a galloping horse, and His Majesty was still struggling to meet her, and Mrs. Zhang was in his mouth. He kissed him and sometimes pressed his huge breasts to his face.

Sun Qian puts out all-around tricks, sifts and grinds the buttocks on his penis, and soon he can't hold it, just feels that the penis has become thicker and longer in Sun Qian, as if it is about to penetrate her belly She knew he was about to squirt, so she took a deep breath, clamped her leg gap, and locked the lower body tightly. He was greeted with waves of wind and clouds. The blissful flower bloomed like a wheel for a moment, letting out seven colors of light, swaying and shining, endlessly.

Sun Qian spoke into the microphone, her voice trembling with excitement: "You broke the rules of the game and talk about who you are."

"Want to know? Well, you'll know later." The voice over there was still thick and beautiful. Seeing that Sun Qian didn't respond, he also said, "It's you who want to draw me to death and get close again."

He coughed softly, his voice rustling and making her ears tympanic strange strange warmth, time has changed, there is no longer the annoying rules of masquerade. Sun Qian saw a black Toyota car coming out of the school window from the office window, and his voice came from the other end of the phone: "See the black car, that's to pick you up. Follow it." His attitude A bit faint, but Sun Qian saw that his leisure was a kind of complacent leisure, and he was sure that she couldn't jump out of his palm.

Women like to be succumbed, but that is limited to a certain range. Sun Qian is conquered purely by his manners and charm. Sun Qian couldn't help holding her phone and went downstairs with her handbag.

Another car brought Sun Qian to the welcoming hotel. There were tall palm trees outside the stone railings. The scattered leaves shivered slightly in the sun, like a bright fountain. There is also a fountain under the tree, but not so majestic. Sun Qian felt the familiar figure from afar, and he also looked over here, pushing back the tuft of hair that had been draped from his forehead, the eyes behind the glasses were shining, and even the edges of the lenses were dangling A touch of streamer.

Close, close, finally let Sun Qian see his face, he has a wide purple bored face and half a beard, thick eyebrows like a broom, two eyes glorious, look forward to self-assertion, sit down and not Speak and light a cigarette. What made Sun Qian startled was that his face was so familiar. The local news of the TV station always had his image, sometimes hosting a conference, sometimes inspecting the project. At this time, he was like an eagle. Sit down and look at your arms, as if to fly. Sun Qian could not help crying: "Mayor Yang."

He smiled at Sun Qian, the smile was as gentle as moonlight, and he reached out and touched her pale face. When he smiled at her again, that kind of indifferent smile, Sun Qian thought she would float to the sky. She felt like an electric shock at that time and was about to faint. Sun Qian felt that she must be ridiculous at that time, and rushed out to call him. When she said that, there must be a strange expression on her face, because she believed that true love would not arise from turbulent desires. Although her body felt abnormal at the time.

Everything seemed so organized and unhurried. When Sun Qian confirmed that he was the mayor of the city, Yang Chengnan, she felt as if she was as close as an enemy, as if she had stepped out of the stairs when she descended the stairs, her heart was abnormal. Sun Qian heard the secretary behind her said to her mobile phone: "Mayor Yang is receiving an important foreign businessman. Yes, all activities today are cancelled."

When she walked to the table, she could fully appreciate the respect of the city's highest official in front of him. He is one of those people who are always young, although there are already a few messy hairs on his forehead. The stem is gray and the sharp blade of time has scratched a few deep wrinkles on his staunch forehead, but his face still contains the confession and stubbornness of a baby. His thick eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his nose was stubborn, and his noble lips drooped slightly, as if for the command.

"Hey, it's you that breaks the rules of the game." Sun Qian began to complain with her coquettish tone, dragging the old man with a greasy voice.

He didn't get up and pointed to the rattan chair next to him: "Then I will confess the penalty, Miss Sun, what do you say?"



This is a sparse lawn with flowers and trees. Only two western-style buildings are farther away. Yang Chengnan has never missed her since that masquerade. This woman is neither flirtatious and glamorous. It's also different from the cold girl who refuses to travel thousands of miles away. Her expression will always be lazy and noble, and her manners will always be elegant and decent. No one can say that she belongs to that type of beauty, but she just feels that she is beautiful and wonderful, as beautiful as one worth exploring The tortuous Dongfu is as wonderful as a riddle that is worthy of guessing.

He had to work hard, and even took the risk to learn everything about this music teacher. In front of her, she was wearing a very fashionable open-back skirt and hanging only two unspacious cloth straps on her chest. It's hard to hide the shaky two-bodied meat peaks. The color of the clothes is Huang Chengcheng's leopard pattern. The black circles on the top are filled with cool ink, which is lively and slightly wild. Her lively white face and arms were naked, like amber wine in a glass.

His secretary served them well, then left quietly.

"Miss Sun, you're still satisfied with your work." He said, his eyes never left her from beginning to end.

"You know the mistakes have been corrected, what am I punishing you for?" She replied, tilting her head in the arms, Yang Chengnan's feeling came again, countless little joys, like Jin Ling in her body Shook his head for each part.

The leaves next to it were windswept grass, a gust of wind blew, and the black silhouette of light fiber fluttered, and a bunch of small notes were heard in my ears, like a clang of iron horses on the lawn.

Yang Chengnan, who is in an important position, has a prosperous career and a bright future in recent years. With the gradual promotion of his position, his sexual function has gradually declined. I don't know if he exhausted the blood of the man, or if there was something wrong with the excessive desire, anyway, he has a big obstacle in sex. After putting on his wife's body, the effort of drinking cold water groaned as if he was sick.

His wife Wang Yuying didn't even care about his incompetence, but after a long time, she was already full and full and beautiful. When she reached the age of a wolf-like tiger, she gradually became dissatisfied with his incompetence. Worried. And as always, he showed no improvement. He struck the saddle to fight in less than a few rounds and then smashed his troops. He was disappointed with his incompetence. A man's sexual normality is just as important as his life, and any disability in this regard is an unbearable pain.

He was uncomfortable. He was not yet sixty years old, and there were no shortage of beauties around him. They all had Hollywood actress-like swollen breasts and tortuous bodies, and they were all waiting to be embraced. He searched for medicines everywhere, and even received psychotherapy when he went abroad to study. But whenever he was ambitious and ready for a big fight, the indisputable thing was paralyzed, and the unknown fire rose from his heart, and the cotton twister was harder and more durable than that thing.

There was a very informed and welcoming person who arranged the obscene masquerade for him. He met Sun Qian there. When he was dancing with her, he held her soft waist, and he felt she could bring Give him happiness that no other woman can give him.

Talking to her, listening to her voice, looking at her eyes and lips, he suddenly felt a rush of heat under the lower abdomen, and for a moment, his thing was eager to try. So in the eyes of everyone, he urged a mighty spirit, and let himself be a string of things, erected like a towering tower.

At this time, he said to Sun Qian very calmly, as if he was making a report, he was calm and eloquent. When he was finished, he raised the glass and drank the tea left in it, holding the cup high, just looking inside. A feeling of happiness struck Sun Qian's heart, the breeze blew her face, and kissed her bare arms like a thin tongue coating. She deliberately showed off her hands on the table with her ribs leaning forward and her chest A deep groove appeared in the collarless dress, and the roundness of the breasts became more and more clear.

At lunch, they moved to the inside of the villa, and when they entered the restaurant holding hands, the food was well-ordered on the dining table. He opened a bottle of French wine that Sun Qian loved. They stared at each other and their desires surfaced again.

He came over holding the bottle, patted her on the back, and a faint and charming smile drew from the corner of his mouth. When he filled her glass with wine, he pressed his face to her cheek, and opened her eyes in Sun Qian As he watched him leaning down little by little, she noticed that the air was floating in the restaurant at this moment, wide and silent.

He kissed Sun Qian's lips, soothing and long. They kissed comfortably, stably, and impatiently, making the desires swaying in both bodies more urgent and more embarrassing. Sun Qian opened his lips reluctantly and spit out a deep hum.

He buried his face in Sun Qian's chest, his lips pressed against her half-smoked breasts, and removed her shoulder straps and bras with her teeth. When he teased her tender nipples with the tip of his tongue dipped in wine, the coolness of the alcohol mixed with the tip of his warm tongue, which made Sun Qian feel dizzy and sour, and a stream of juice came from the depth of her lower abdomen. Gushing out, then wet her panties.

He noticed that Sun Qian involuntarily moved her legs together in the direction of joy, put her hands in her skirt, opened her underwear like a treasure dig, and covered her body with the most secret place. Sun Qian The place shivered in his rough rubbing, her eyes moistened by shame under the light, and her lips opened and closed in a happy shock.

It was Sun Qian who helped him to take off his pants. When his pants were still coiled around his calf, his penis had been flaunting Wu Yangwei. Sun Qian touched her index finger gently against the pile of graves in the middle of the grass, showing off the authenticity: "Isn't that tough?"

He was on the verge of collapse before he entered, and then he could no longer enter her body. He looked at Sun Qian silently, his body covered with cold sweat. This made Sun Qian helpless and a bit empty, and the restaurant seemed to be covered by serious depression.

For men, Qian Qian was very knowledgeable. She resisted the stupid passion in her heart and spread an extremely gentle smile to him. "You are too tired. Let me serve you well." Carrying him into the building Go to the bedroom, and then fill him with water in the bathroom, let him lie in the bathtub, put a towel under his head, so that he can lie down comfortably, wipe his body gently, gently Rubbing every piece of his flesh, his skin is not yet loose, and the muscles on his thighs are tightly covered with fluff, making people feel rough.

Sun Qian also stripped off her clothes, so the waves rolled up in the bathtub and kissed from his chest. At last, she stayed on his penis, and the little thing was downcast, like a child who did something wrong. Sullen. Sun Qian tried her best on that little thing, the cheek faintly hurt, but in the end it didn't make it look up.

His face seemed to be deformed in pain, but his breathing was excited and sweet. He lovingly motioned to Sun Qian to stop making unnecessary efforts, just holding her naked to the bed. He lay beside Sun Qian, with her long fluffy hair on his head, and he wrapped naked in a sheet to smoke.

She was out of breath, like an exhausted bird, perched on a bed sheet, waiting for the man next to him with a strong, thick penis to attack her, but he couldn't, the penis like a scared tortoise shrank to hard In the shell, you can tease it without sticking your head out. The sheets were as white as snow, and the room was as black as ink. She thought it might be because something was blocked by lust.

They hugged and hugged each other. He held Sun Qian from behind and put his hands on her breasts. Countless fine hair on his chest greeted her whole body warmly and affectionately, and Sun Qian's lust could not be vented and her heart was uncomfortable. At that moment, she was worried whether the relationship with him could continue. He may be a man who is unrestrained by any woman. His enthusiasm can spread to every woman he thinks is attractive enough. Desire comes and goes quickly.

For the next few days, they never contacted again. Sun Qian called her husband Jiaming from Dashan back home. She never looked for those lovers before, and did not want to leave more traces of men on her body. Jia Ming got her passion from his wife in the past few days, and he was even surprised why Sun Qian had such sexual energy. Sun Qian also revealed to him the relationship with Mayor Yang Chengnan. Naturally, it was only revealed that some details of Guan Jian Sun Qian would grasp the measure.

In those days, Yang Chengnan was also busy with a large-scale investment promotion project. It did not come to an end until the evening of the weekend. Naturally, it was fruitful and achieved remarkable results. The amount of foreign investment introduced was enough to build another half of the city, which is reflected in the text. And the media, how to implement it is a matter for the future, no one can tell. He returned home with a tired body.

This lakeside villa where several teams in the city live is indeed a masterpiece of Yang Chengnan. In that year, he made a public opinion to select this deserted lakeside mid-mountain far away from the city center to build dormitories for major government agencies.

His extraordinary courage really shocked everyone. He ran around, lobbying for funds to connect a highway to this place. It turned a small village into a city with lots of houses and streets, and drove the area up. The land price has soared in the past, and now it has become the highest in the city. Uptown residential area.

The Yang family is on the middle of the mountain. Everything in the moonlight is cold and mysterious. When I walked in, there was a lighted lamp, surrounded by a circle of carved iron railings, facing a three-story house, with stone steps on the east and south sides of the house, taking up such a wide and cheerful space. This seems extravagant in urban areas where money is at a premium. Several hundred-year-old camphor trees and sycamore trees stretched out the dense green shade and dotted the yard and the building like lace on the skirt.

Entering from the glass door on the corridor is the living room, which has a three-dimensional Western-style layout, but there are also several Chinese decorations that are tasteful and popular, an emerald snuff bottle and an ivory Guanyin statue, and a small screen of bamboo in front of the sofa. The tall cloisonne square bottles are filled with tuberoses with small white bones, and everything has a strong oriental color.

His wife, Wang Yuying, was sitting in a toffee chair and watching TV on the wrong side. She had a half-hanging foot, and the woven gold slippers on her toes hung in a leisurely manner. She has a budgerigar green turban on her head, she must have just washed her hair.

She wore a tow robe, the hottest and wet green, and stained with whatever she touched. She took a step, as if there was a green mark on the air where she had just stayed. The clothes seemed to be a little smaller, with an inch-long crack on both sides, and crisscrossed with green ribbons, revealing the crimson underpants inside, and the dazzling hue was even more red. He was stunned in his heart.

Yang Chengnan went into his room to wash for a while. When he came out, he heard the sound of the piano in the small living room on the second floor. He put his hands in his pockets and walked from the balcony. There was only one lamp on the side of the piano. With her face lit, he never saw her face so demure, he hummed the song with her piano sound, as if she didn't hear it, just played it and changed to another piece of music. Now he didn't know Lyrics, can't hum.

Yang Chengnan was annoyed. He leaned on the piano and put one foot on the piano foot, and kicked the stool gradually or unintentionally. As soon as the stool vibrated, the flesh on her arm slumped, approached her, helped She played the piano and disturbed her intentionally, but she didn't care about it. She didn't need to read the music at all. The tune had long been remembered in her mind, and she had flowed freely from the bottom of her hand.

He sat close to her on the piano stool, reached over and stirred her waist, and pulled her over. The sound of the piano came to an abrupt halt, and she skilfully slanted her face away from the other side. He pressed her hard on the keys, slamming a chaotic thunder, and reached into her robe with one hand, stroking the inside of her thighs. She desperately twisted her body to resist, and with the sound of a noisy piano sound.

"Don't stir me up, you can't do it again, how can people sleep?" She said pantingly.



Yang Chengnan's hot desire suddenly disappeared, and the joy of many simmering flesh suddenly quieted down, leaving only a desolate tranquility. A faint smile appeared on his face, his eyebrows hanging down, his entire face dangled like a rag on a mop. Wang Yuying broke free and whistled a whistle gently. A white poodle ran out of the room, shaking her tail, and she picked it up and murmured to him.

He pushed back a bundle of hair from his forehead, the eyes behind the glasses shone, and even the edge of the lens shone with a touch of luster. He went back to his room, changed his clothes, and ran out of the door in a panic. With a roar in the downstairs garage, he drove her red sports car away.

Wang Yuying was standing on the balcony on the second floor. Her hand was holding the dog's chin, and her finger suddenly struck. The dog couldn't breathe through the throat of the dog, so she worked hard, broke her arm, and jumped. Landed, screamed all the way, and ran into the house.

The red Ferrari taxied quickly on the highway, like a smart mouse rushing to the other end of the city. He dialed out a series of numbers, and said angrily: "I don't know if I disturb you, I am extremely want to see you."

Sun Qian knew that he was calling her in the car. The mobile phone was disturbed. The call signal was unclear. She put down the phone and ran downstairs without any decoration.

A big red cotton pajamas, without straps, you can roughly guess the outline of the body from the light ink pattern, and walked over, as if every piece of meat on the body was alive, but also jumped on To beat. The light in the car was dimly lit, and he opened the door, almost holding her around the waist and put her on the seat next to him.

"What are you doing?" Sun Qian looked at him in a straight suit, and then looked at his strange appearance, bare feet wearing slippers, pajamas made him crumpled, could not help but laugh, leaning back and forth.

Crossing the road at night, the breeze is white, and I gently pat the puff on the face like a woman. Only the lights of the stalls on the lower floor of the apartment were left in the quiet street, and the wind was blowing on two fallen leaves, as if no one wore broken shoes.

As he drove, he stretched his arms around her shoulders, and she put his face on him, and the car drove all the way. He put his hand into her cotton pajamas, and she lost a lot of women's delicate and heavy things. Her body seemed to jump out of her clothes. He touched her plump breasts, and held them like sleeping birds, Like her own slightly beating heart, her tits had a pointed beak and pecked his hand, stiff but soft, and the soft palm of his palm.

The car window is still the marginal breeze and wet mist. The imaginary flutter makes people useless, only for hugging. Sun Qian hung tightly around his neck, always feeling something wrong, and changed one posture and another. I didn't know how to stick it tighter. I wished to be born on him and be embedded in him.

Yang Chengnan drove the car onto the sidewalk, stopped under a big tree outside the fence, and the reclining seat gave out the scorching smell of leather. He lowered his head to Sun Qian's chest, and through thin pajamas, Sun Qian's nipples stood up shamelessly under the friction of his hair, just like the flowers blooming quietly in the night. There was a wonderful saliva on the tip of the tongue, and a special warmth in the lower abdomen, as if covered by a large hand. She just used his lips and teeth to meet his hard-won turbulent passion, and at the same time, pleased the dark flames on her body.

He skilfully removed Sun Qian's underpants, and tucked them into his back pockets. Then he pulled out the hardened and firm penis from the crotch, and couldn't wait to pick it in. When Sun When Qian swallowed the thing that was not too strong, she knew that the man in front of her had captured her. Among the thousands of women, she was the only goddess in his mind.

He let Sun Qian embrace the warm and humid place, and immediately rose wildly and thickly. He showed no mercy and twitched for a moment. The small space in the compartment made Sun Qian unable to do whatever he wanted, but only catered As he held his legs up, a little discomfort suddenly turned into addiction as he moved. His madness is no less than that of young and strong men, and the slow and orderly longitudinal feeds allow Sun Qian to appreciate the charm of mature men's sex, which is understated like a gentle rain, but is thoughtful everywhere.

The bright moon is shining, and the mottled moon shadow is reflected on the short pink wall through the unflowered twig of tangerine on the courtyard wall. When the night breeze came to kiss it secretly, the leaves rang occasionally or as if in anger, as if angry and hating this kind of wave.

Sun Qian had a cramp in her leg. The pain caused some muscles in her face to twitch. She didn't say it, and she let the discomfort continue to develop until the inside of her thigh was covered with his agitated semen.

Yang Chengnan sent Sun Qian back to her home. When they kissed goodbye downstairs, he said, "Pill bottle." Sun Qian didn't understand what he said, but he added: "You are a doctor My medicine. "She blushed and whitened him.

Like Sun Qian, although she is young, she already has many men, so much that she is a little confused. She is like a child one by one to pick up many violets, tie them together, and throw them away. But this time it is different from the past. He is a man in the society who is a mainstay and is good at dealing with complicated issues. He sucked the wild woman Sun Qian with that dazzling aura, everything else was not so important.

This incident before her made Sun Qian find an oasis in the desert. This is a happy, mysterious and indescribable joy. What will come next, she doesn't want to know. But the reason is very simple, just like why flowers are blooming, worms flutter their wings and buzz, and birds are in their nests.

I do n't know all of this. Only God knows what they ask, and God gives satisfactory answers. Only Sun Qian asks: If I listen to my inner domination, I will get supreme happiness or fall to hell forever.

God answered her: Intoxication for bright eyes is not sin.

Thinking of those eyes, Sun Qian forgot the whole world, and she saw another world in that eye, a world full of joy, joy and happiness.

Sun Qian showered in the warm shower. She is an excellent dancer. Maybe she wo n't get married early. She will make achievements in dancing. Her entire body is designed for the dancers. Soft and light, with well-balanced bones and no excess accumulation of flesh, even the breasts are streamlined and small, but the plump buttocks and powerful legs can tell you thousands of styles and languages.

When she wiped her wet hair to the living room, she couldn't help it. Her husband was sitting on the sofa and smoking a cigarette. His eyes were staring at her body, which had been worn very little, like a wolf. Now he is very thin, his skin is as dim as an old leather bag, and his high skull is like a leather bag Something was stuffed, and his long head came out entangled with the smoke from his mouth, like a hill surrounded by clouds, and sometimes the smoke fell into his short hair like a brush, and it could not be scattered for a long time.

"Who is he?" He asked.

Sun Qian's eyes flickered and answered, "Who."

"The man you got into his car." Jia Ming raised his voice.

"Yang Chengnan." Sun Qian said simply. He leaned his whole body next to him.

"Mayor?" Sun Qian nodded, and Jia Ming's hand leaned into her robe.

"You have sex." He said, his face was still bland, but the hand found where he wanted it.

Sun Qian tried to open her thighs, Tian said shamelessly: "I think he can't."

"I don't believe that any man who meets you will not want it." Jia Ming smiled and patted in the fluffy place. "I don't eat the old man's vinegar. You can rest assured that it is a rare opportunity. You have to hurry up."

"You are asking for it." Sun Qian took his penis out of his pants and laughed.

"Make him comfortable first, and I must ask him a lot in the future." He moved his body and laid the person flat on the sofa. The things pinched by Sun Qian were hardening and thickening, making Sun Qian feel young. the benefits of. "It's time for him to make up for himself."

Jia Ming touched Sun Qian's head and let her cheeks cling to his penis. Sun Qian knew what he wanted to do, opened the mouth and swallowed it, and her tongue rolled around in a circle there. At this time he said headlessly: "The taboo is like the best aphrodisiac in the world." Sun Qian could not help but stop her mouth.

"People like him, who haven't played any kind of beauty, can only lead him to play bizarre and exciting."

Sun Qian couldn't help but be astonished. He knew as well as he saw it, and his thoughts coincided with her, but he laughed wildly: "You like it."

Jia Ming turned over and recovered his body, so he took out a bunch of cloth ropes from the room, and Sun Qian disguisedly said, "You have to torture me again."

He didn't answer, covering her eyes with a wide black cloth strip, Jia Ming was very skilled, he crossed her neck with a rope, separated the sides and then passed through her armpit, tightly tied When she reached her white arms to her wrists, she knotted tightly there.

The rope clings tightly to Sun Qian's skin, making her have a tight desire to suppress, and the desire to release the heart of her heart is getting stronger and stronger. The most terrible was the small ropes that were wrapped around Sun Qian's breasts. They split her breasts into small pieces. Only the nipples were high and they stood upright. She couldn't foresee what he would do next, which put her nervously in a state of anxiety and impaired loss.

A rope shuttled past her thigh, and she had sunk into her butt groove and two flesh flaps. Jia Ming had hit a few thick knots on the rope with interest, which made Sun Qian involuntarily. The earth desperately wanted to move the part of her lower body to the knot, anxiously.

In her squeeze, the knot was already wet. There seemed to be countless mosquitoes crawling on her chest, scratching her so much that she couldn't bear it. At this moment, her mind was filled with thick and hard sticks, purple eggplants, carrots, and corn cobs like dancing teeth. There is a noodle stick and a long bottle of wine, but what most delights her is the thick and big penis and the strong and strong male body.

When Jia Ming entered her body, his penis was like a bird with wings, and an unstoppable pleasure swept her body like a tide sweeping the beach. The feeling of spinning and pumping into the marrow and lungs hit the most sensitive place in her womb at once, and a climax of occupation and abuse accompanied her screaming.

Yang Chengnan presided over a 3,000-person cadre meeting in the city's auditorium. His subordinates found that the harsh mayor seemed to be much more peaceful today. He also came with a few humor from time to time, which led to the following smile and the atmosphere of the meeting Also filled with joy and joy. At this moment, his secretary hurried to the podium and whispered in his ear. Everyone saw that he had solemnly handed the meeting over to the deputy mayor, and then left in a hurry.

Yang Chengnan asked the driver to drop him at the intersection of Sun Qian's house, and then slowly and leisurely walked into Sun Qian's residential area, which looked more like a retired cadre.

Sun Qian, who opened the door to meet him, surprised him. She had oily pink rouge on her cheeks, and put on a cheek. She was wearing a single coat, stuck to her body, like a film of milk, and a little red rouge on her shoulders. She was caught off guard by the impatient kiss, and there seemed to be a rush of impulse for a moment. He wanted to do whatever he wanted, but Sun Qian fled away like a frightened rabbit. Looking back again, a smiley face spread: "Don't worry, there is a surprise, but you have to be patient and listen to my arrangements."

"Sun Qian, you seem to be in good living conditions." Yang Chengnan walked around her house in a stern step.

Sun Qian responded, "We bought it for ourselves, and we didn't get a cheap one from the public."

"You have the conditions to enjoy a public house, have you said that?" He said, "Write a report."

"Okay, don't talk anymore." Sun Qian took him from behind. At this moment, there was a crisp and pleasant laughter underneath them, and Sun Qian broke free from his arms and said, "No Well, the little guys who are studying dance come to my house. "Then, she pulled Yang Chengnan into the bedroom and ordered:" No matter what you do outside, you can't show up. "

He hadn't waited to say anything, but the doorbell rang, and he muttered in annoyance. He had always been thoughtfully arranged by his subordinates in important positions. Even when he went out for inspection, the police car opened the way, and he never encountered a traffic jam. When it was so boring, the hard-lined face became more undulating and the hills were deep.

He put his hands on the back of his head and lay down in depression on Sun Qian's bed. He found a leather shoulder strap next to her pillow. He opened the pillow and pressed a leather bra and panties underneath. The texture made him feel smooth and soft to the touch, and had a different feel from cotton yarn. His chest was dangling for a while. At that moment, his body floated like a cloud, and he felt an excitement in his lower abdomen, feeling that the thing raised his head. Coming, he couldn't help it, he couldn't help but meticulously try to ponder the kind of dangling.

Music rang out in the living room outside, and the heat wave of the music washes the airflow in the room, making the visual and eardrums double lost. He paced frantically in her room, anxiously pressing his face against the door slit.

But she found Sun Qian instructing her three girls to dance in the hall. Sun Qian pointed at a girl and said, "No, no, look at your skirt, step on your feet, take off. All off, and You, can that tight jeans still lift your legs? "

The three girls each took off their clothes, leaving only underpants and bras on them, and one of them was bright thongs, and the narrow sliver was deeply sunk into her ass.

Under the eyes of Yang Chengnan, they displayed their youthful and touching bodies. As the rhythm of the music slowed down, their bodies flowed out of all kinds of seductive shapes, such as spring silkworms, silkworms, silkworms, silkworms, and white crystals. Their bodies, such as butterflies flickering and twisting their waists to send tadpoles, they jumped hard. It was a gesture different from bluffing and deliberately sexy. They jumped very tired and real, like a crumbling butterfly. Booming music.

There was a kind of dangling in his chest and a fiery fiery heat in his lower abdomen. The time to be continued this time was so long, the thing was upright and exaggerated, and this taboo's ears and ears effectively encouraged the flesh. Excited. He stared intently at the three young girls' carcasses outside the door slit. One had a proud chest and his arms stretched out, pulling the two meat peaks to shake sharply. The other, however, unfolded the lower limbs, the slender waist was bent, and the rising hair showed the fullness and strength of the hips.

"Okay, okay. That's it for today. You go back first. You must remember the essentials of the action." Sun Qian clapped her hands and told them.

Yang Chengnan was still a little bit interested, but when he thought about Sun Qian coming in soon, he even took off his clothes, and the breath he exhaled thickened thickly. It was the first time he saw this thing. Majestic.

When Sun Qian came in, he shook her hand like Yao Wuyang. Sun Qian opened her eyes, her mouth was exaggeratedly made into a circle shape, and she twisted her waist to move forward, and my baby and my kitten puppies screamed wildly when she rushed to the bed and opened her mouth in a mess that was erected. Gently bite, and the tip of a tongue also licked back and forth from top to bottom and bottom to top, and sometimes even opened his mouth to suck the entire egg into his mouth.

Yang Chengnan didn't have any spare hands. He had already taken down the pajamas that Sun Qian was wearing, and she walked on her plump and tender body. She bumped into the two breasts and bumped into the bottom. Shiny hair.

Sun Qian shamelessly determined once again the endless desires in his body, and the fire of desire in those eyes was endless. One of her hands was carefully stroking his thigh, and his body hair was short and dense like a stubble on the newly harvested crop floor, which tickled her palms. She lifted her butt, and sat across his legs. The irritable phallus held her lightly, and then she got into her ecstasy place. Make peach color, blurred eyes, whispered softly.

Facing the woman riding on him, Yang Chengnan could really give him everything that other women couldn't do, holding her waist with both hands, galloping with her ascension, and experiencing her slight suddenness. The warm and moist soaking in the place, and the soft friction, the infinite love pours in my heart. He has always been calm and self-conscious in women's affairs, but that day was ignited, burning for a long time and violently, and after a long time, he still had a lingering sorrow and an infinite aftertaste. He was fascinated to enjoy every detail of the whole process.

He took the woman into his arms, kissed him, and rubbed her face again. Then she lowered her, hovering over the prey like a sharp-eyed eagle, then dived down quickly and confidently. A woman is such a fertile land. The mountains are continuous, the valleys are wide, the mountains and rivers are splendid, the birds are scented with flowers, the height is high and low, and the changes are extremely dramatic. For men, he is such a powerful sky. The sky derives all-pervasive wind and rain from the ground, which fills all the pores of a woman's body with men.

The sky will fall and the sea will leak. A violent climax rushed to the beach like the waves of a hurricane, slamming him down again. He was lying on the body of Sun Qianxue's white carcass, panting just not to move, and the two of them were resting on the water like a fish with a white belly.