Beauty Ecstasy: Love the slave is too ferocious

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No one can take it away!

"Yan'er..." Huangfu Lian leaned against Mi Luo's ear, whispering repeatedly, "You belong to this king...you belong to this king..."

Mi Luo trembled all over, with tears in the corners of his eyes, adapting to his size and burning.

"Will it be uncomfortable?" Huangfu Lian pressed her forehead against hers, and the sweat fused with her. [

Mi Luo shook his head.

The feeling now is completely different from last night.

Last night, in addition to feeling the pain of tearing, she also felt that there was a foreign object stabbing in her body, which was very uncomfortable.

But now it's different.

Mi Luo felt as if he had been thrown into the fire, and his body no longer felt the uncomfortable feeling of being invaded by a foreign body, but instead created a void that eagerly longed for something strange to fill.

Panting for breath, her body twisted helplessly, as if the only way to make her body less weird.

Huangfu Lian knew that she was ready, so she no longer endured hard work, her hands clenched her slender waist, swung her strong waist, forcefully and repeatedly moved in and out between her legs.

With Huangfulian's sprinting madly, the emptiness in Mi Luo's body was quickly filled.

She moaned softly, arched her body, and twisted and danced with his movements...

Huangfulian's hot desire first retreated, pulled away, and then rushed fiercely, crashing into the deepest part of her tenderness, constantly branding his mark in the depths of her body...

Joy flowed through Mi Luo's body like lightning, quickly taking away her unpleasant memories of last night.

She tightly wrapped around Huangfulian's neck, her fair and slender legs wrapped around his strong waist, instinctively, she greeted all his enthusiasm.

For a moment, the small room was filled with a strong atmosphere of joy and love.

Inside the red gauze tent, the man's low roar and panting, and the woman's delicate moaning and screaming could be heard continuously...

In the Xiahou wind behind the curtain, his fists were almost crushed.

He never knew that watching and listening to other people's love is a kind of uncomfortable torment, and he also slightly felt the feeling of Huang Fulian before——