Chapter 9

The crazy pincer of

made Lan Ziyu loose one of Zhou Min's thighs and slap her on her hip without hesitation, "Relax me, you almost bit me." Broken, you goblin!"

　　After speaking, Lan Ziyu became even more frantic, and slammed into the raised spot fiercely, as if he had to poke at a certain point before he was reconciled.

　　And the point that made Zhou Min crazy made the unconscious person suddenly widen his eyes, and screamed out unbearably, "Ah--" the love liquid in the small hole was secreted more like a stream, and strongly Shrinking.

　　The man seemed to be very proud. He put Zhou Min's legs down and let her stand on her own, but she almost softened. Lan Ziyu broke her body and asked her to hold the pillar with both hands, push up her buttocks, and break fiercely. Open her legs, press her waist with the big palms, let her use the wide open feet as the base point, put her hands on the pillars, her body has become a 0 degree angle, holding on to the hot stiff, one hard, and again Squeezed in from behind.

　　"Yeah~" A coquettish sound was accompanied by a more violent impact behind him, and it seemed that Zhou Min would be nailed to the pillar, and the iron rod in the flower path seemed tireless, hitting that point more violently, and Also pushes in and out of the small holes harder.

　　"Stop, stop...please..." Her body can't bear too many consecutive orgasms, but the man pinching her waist with both hands seems to have not heard it at all, and has no intention of giving up on her at all. Keep hitting her ass.

　　She kneaded her buttocks vigorously, watching the snow-white flesh overflowing from her hands, she felt a torturous pleasure, and Zhou Min's legs were already numb, and she couldn't help kneeling down, but Lan Ziyu followed her posture. Zhou Min fished it into her arms, passed through her armpit from behind and covered the roundness of her chest, kneading and rounding it wantonly!

　　With her back pressed tightly to his chest, the man lifted her body slightly and pressed her down, but his cocked lust roots pushed up fiercely. As soon as she pressed it, Zhou Min screamed and wanted to top it. wore!

　　"The top is broken, broken~" Zhou Min's screaming was exchanged for Lan Ziyu's more rude and arrogant treatment, grinding her in the center of a circular shaft, without taking out the meat stick, and placing a 180 in the water hole. Du turned around and hugged Zhou Min face to face.

　　Because of lust, Zhou Min's eyes were dark, panting lightly, biting his lips slightly, under his gaze, he softened his body, slightly raised his snow-white round buttocks, the hot male thick and long in the wet water hole, constantly The thick, become stronger.

　　This discovery made her nervous and excited, feeling that the hot and ground glans inside was trembling, and her body was trembling constantly, Lan Ziyu held her hand, hot and powerful.

　　"Hmm..." The hot iron moved a little inside, and the soft linen that was pushed back and ground made her weak, her face flushed, and the sweat dripped.

　　"Emperor, Yu, Yu, brother..." She shook her head, looked at his dangerous eyes and didn't know how to call him, remembering that he asked herself to call him Yu! But when this charming jade yelled out, he found that the cock he put in his body was swollen again. Zhou Min, who was terrified, wanted to escape without even thinking about it. He was really too big, she Can't bear his madness quickly.

　　Subconsciously, she wanted to flee, but he saw through her thoughts a long time ago and prevented her from retreating. He clasped her waist with his big hands, and made a slight effort to make her sink, while he also lifted the waist and struggling.

　　"Ah──" Entering too deep made her yell out, her whole body weak and weak, lying on him tremblingly,

　　Lan Ziyu frowned and enjoyed the pleasure of being tightly wrapped in the flower wall, her powerful narrow buttocks kept moving upwards Ting, pumping the water hole up and down.

　　"Hmm... slower, slower..." The drenched flesh and blood wafted back and forth with the male roots as he moved quickly, and there was a burst of numbness and gratification.

　　Biting her lip, she straightened up instinctively, holding her small hand against her sweaty chest, tilting her head slightly, moving up and down, letting herself control her speed, and the flower hole was attracting the thick and long male roots.

　　The feeling of being completely in control of the speed is to allow Zhou Min to slow down a bit, and Lan Ziyu seems to have discovered Zhou Min's intentions, and suddenly feels that it is not enough, but is willing to accommodate her once at this time.

　　"Yes... that's it... baby, you hold it tightly..." The

　　fiery thick long enjoys the suffocation of the flower wall, his black eyes squinting slightly, watching the swaying snow cream, can't help holding each one. , Squeezing back and forth with her rhythm.

　　The round snow milk was so flexible that he couldn't hold it with one hand.

　　Although he is petite, Zhou Min has a fascinating good figure.

　　As the fingers knead, the snow tender breast meat also deforms, squeezing out the finger joints, and the pink nipples are slightly convex, tempting his eyes.

　　"Hmm..." His kneading caused a slight numbness in his body, and Zhou Min couldn't help being coquettish, her nipples blooming sensitively.

　　"Baby, your nipples are hard again."

　　"Hmm..." As soon as she lowered her head, she found that the white thumb was buckled on the tip of her nipples , and the bright red breast buds turned from pink to dark under his rub. , Turning into a beautiful rose red.

　　"Um...no...don't, get...stop..." Belle bit his red lips. Although he was obviously controlling the rhythm, Zhou Min was still a little out of breath by the hot iron. But it was the timidity who refused Lan Ziyu to play with her nipples.

　　His eyes darkened, and he couldn't help lowering his head to hold one of them. The tip of his tongue touched the nipple first, and then circled around, licking Jiaorui until it was wet, then he held it firmly and sucked.

　　While sucking on the lips and tongue, the big hands did not let go of the creamy breast. The tiger's mouth rubbed the lower edge of the snow milk, making the breast milk heavy and stained with lustful color, while the fingers followed the other bright red nipple and licked with the lips and tongue. Sucking, the fingers follow the rotation, and follow the molesting together.

　　Loosing his lips, Lan Ziyu lightly licked his wet nipple, then opened her mouth to hold the other side of Jiaorui, so that the tips of both nipples were stained with Pinliang saliva, then he let go of her with satisfaction and licked her lips .

　　Fingers clamped the firm nipple tip, pulled and rotated, palms kept rubbing the breast meat, playing with snow milk brightly.

　　"Yeah..." The wet hair was scattered on the snowy skin, Zhou Min bit his lip lightly, and once again passively followed his indulgence and galloped, letting the flower hole tuck the male roots up and down.

　　The babbling of the spring tide of love fluid continued to drain with her movements, making the two people's lower abdomens wet, with thin water.

　　Pleasure kept accumulating, and in the last few tricks, her breathing was also rapid, and the flesh and blood that wrapped the male roots shrank in bursts.

　　"So comfortable...but too slow, little guy..." Lan Ziyu could accept her slow movements in front of her, but as she got to the back, Lan Ziyu found that it was too slow, and he wanted to pierce through fiercely. , And then pulled out the feeling.