The Yamashita Family

Untitled Part 35

　　Under the moonlight, Pinellia, whose hands were sore, looked up and saw the blue veins on Wu Mo's forehead, sweat dripping from his resolute face, and the unrestrained black hair scattered wildly on the rough mat, while the wide The sackcloth robe had already been undone, revealing a firm chest with a muscular texture. At this time, the chest rose and fell violently, and the rise and fall caused the hard objects under the body to pulsate.

　　Pinellia only felt her body go limp, and she was ashamed to find that something seemed to flow out from below. The man in front of her exuded the most primitive masculine aura, which made her fascinated. If she could, she wished to please him as much as she could, so that he would stop frowning.

　　In a trance, she lowered her head, held the red spot on his chest with her lips, licked and tasted it carefully, bit her lightly with her teeth, and gently stroked his thick and strong chest with her own hands. Soon she felt the tight muscles and almost unbearable twitching of the man below. He used his lips to hold the ròu red round head that was curled up.

　　Feeling the little red grain under her mouth harden, she left, and went to nibble the other red grain. After both of them were hard, she tilted her head and thought about it, and began to suck and kiss his chest a little bit. If this man is a delicacy, then she can't wait to eat him. She bit and licked tightly, only making Wu Mo's body tense, her hands clenched into fists, and drops of sweat dripped from her forehead.

　　Her lips and tongue gradually went down, passing by his firm belly, and she couldn't help but miss him for a while. This is a sensitive area, and adjacent to this lower abdomen is the hard object she has played with just now. Wu Mo's lower abdomen was tensed so tightly that the hard object underneath was pulled up like an Optimus Prime.

　　His eyes stared darkly at this naughty little woman, his lips were tightly closed, and he just hoped that she would be faster, so that he would not endure this kind of torture.

　　Pinellia had enough to play, and finally leaned over and opened his mouth to carefully hold the giant object that was so hot that it almost exploded. Wumo below suddenly widened his deep eyes, and could not help but let out a squeak between his lips, and hoarsely called out: "Banxia..."

　　However, Pinellia couldn't answer her. The swollen and hot object filled her mouth. She began to move up and down tentatively. The wet saliva smeared the thick and hard veins, but it made it even more swollen. She could barely hold it, but swallowed it hard, just to please the eager man in front of her.

　　Wu Mo whispered, and her rough big hands couldn't help pinching the two balls of white softness that she was moving because she was bent over. At the same time, he stood up abruptly, and then lightly lifted Banxia's waist, into a position where he stood with his legs apart, but she was lying between his legs.

　　Banxia didn't have time to react, her hands still stopped between his two compliments, stroking the giant object, but the giant object has become even more spectacular because of the sudden change in its posture. Can not bear to look.

　　Wu Mo looked down at the little woman nestled between his legs and whispered hoarsely, "I still want you to play me like that..."

　　Pinellia was extremely shy in her heart, she was just trying it out, but who knew that he was going to make an inch, she just felt a little annoyed and a little distressed. In desperation, he had no choice but to pull his soft black hair behind him, leaned up softly, and opened his mouth tentatively to hold it. However, in this posture, the thick head jumped up and down gently. She moved her mouth a few times, but she was stunned, and she couldn't help but show frustration in her eyes.

　　The bright moonlight shines through the window on the large kang in the room. The black-haired man with the shawl and the unruly posture is naked and strong, showing his violently undulating chest. The golden sword stands there with his legs apart, his hands lowered and borrowed. Looking at the embarrassment of his little woman in the moonlight with love and pity, there was a burst of tenderness in his chest, wishing to eat her in one bite, and even more wish to toss her to the death with the boasting giant.