Chapter 1147: Happy Day of "Insecticide"

The mistress wore a tight-fitting beige ol uniform that emphasized her hot body. Women who missed short skirts only dared to wear them to their clients in the room, and they had to add money to the clients.
He Ming leaped forward, a pair of big arms can let him... up and down his hands.
The two huddled together on the sofa, and quickly kissed intensely and caressed passionately.
"Wow!" Not long after, Park Ji Min unbuttoned Brother Abdominals' pants. There is no one that the chicks and homosexuals of the Earth to Good Alliance want to untie the most.
A completely awakened Mr. Space Cannon stood proudly in the air with 120% firepower on. It's terribly straight, not black and thick, but... you can think of a pot of black and red insecticide, the size and length. There is also a hardness that must not be explained, which is guaranteed to be able to withstand any top solid metal on the earth today.
No matter how thick it is, given a fulcrum, it can be worn through with one top.
Although I watched it many, many times, and I was very familiar with it, but another day passed by and watched it again, and I cried out again.
He Ming doesn't know if they are acting, but he really appreciates that Comrade Mistress grabs the "insecticide" and can't help being surprised.
Then the mistress sat next to her noble and graceful, her extremely slender legs opened, and she still retained her subtle and noble posture. She glanced at her and took a mouthful of indescribable hooks... soon...
Basically, apart from Superman or the real dead, no mortal can swallow a pot of insecticide.
"Oh... That's cool." He Ming expressed his praise, and then watched the mistress swallow the cosmic cannon... I can't believe it, mortals can't do it, even mortals have with him, maybe they will be fired Shoot to death... of course, the power can be controlled, not like the full-scale Superman Hancock, but the number is too much. Drinking milk can cause suffocation and death.
Ordinary humans, ordinary monkeys, there are too many problems and too fragile.
He Ming smiled with a sincere smile. Use a big palm that can wrap a football, untie the mistress's jacket, and reach in and caress a pair of perfect white rabbits.
Although the palm is so huge. But the white rabbit still couldn't control it.
Moreover, Park Zhimin attached to him and performed a musical instrument. From He Ming's line of sight, it was impossible for him to see the whole picture of the white rabbit, but the mistress's slender, fatal and hot body curve made a lot of money. Especially the hip line, which is thrilling, but of course indescribably perfect. It belongs to the most beautiful and hip type.
Interestingly, even He Ming has created this perfect hip shape for many, many women. But only a few are extremely sexy.
The mistress is one of them. Other places are not super stunner, but the is already considered.
This is not easy for Smecta.
But now I don’t think so much. He Ming will not further think about the effect of Smecta’s nutritional level on beautiful buttocks. He will only touch it hard-caressing to the center of the huge beautiful buttocks, the mistress is beginning to feel slight. Trembling, the breathing on the top of the little brother became much heavier.
Really fell into the magic hand, the real magic hand. The mistress is also passionate. Hormone estrogen is burning.
"Oh... I have to admit that your art is the most authentic."
With hands up and down, happy as tide, excitement from the crotch comes from the brain dominated by the little brother. This kind of quasi-powerful and demon's strong to semi-indifferent hanging silk is also uncontrollable and deeply exciting.
He Ming can only say this. The eloquence of the past has hidden merit and fame. He is not the spiritual indifference in high-level novels. Commenting on a beautiful woman... It seems that the protagonist of the American neuropathic person spends money to make a mistake. The woman still does not forget to admire herself in the mirror and become obsessed.
Really praise it. Smecta lives up to the world's favorite carrots. Smecta mistress's blowing instrument art is even better than famous "ancient" beauties such as the enthusiastic sister Diaochan, the sister-in-law of Yu Ji, and the combination of the two, such as Wang Zhaojun.
He deserves it. He is enjoying.
In a happy time, He Ming is busy working on the sensitive area of ​​his mistress. Enthusiasm on both sides quickly heats up. When I looked up, I saw a string of top lights above my head that was also ugly in high-definition in Super Vision—the details were not pretty.
Then he tried to roll in the memory of the little brother's control, and finally successfully confirmed. That's right, the musical instrument art of the second wife Smecta turned out to be...the number one horse.
He Ming is a bit awakened: In fact, women are not the more beautiful the better, but the more you love, the better. The soul is first, the younger brother is second, and the others can go away.
And mistress Smecta is among the favorites of the little brother... one of the best.
After a while, he lowered his head again, just in front of the crystal mirror of the new-style LCD TV, seeing the mistress swallowing the whole root again, and then the red lips sprayed to the end, suddenly the little brother bombarded...
boom!
The white volcano erupted and the second wife Smecta wanted to quit, but He Ming hurriedly put a hand from the white rabbit on her head, so in the midst of the gunfire that lasted for one minute and thirty seconds-even though Park Jimin didn't want to drink Milk-can't she not drink any brand of milk?
However, in order to please He Ming, he still strives for perfection with "no drop left"...
"...It's so hot, and it tastes...good." Park Jimin cleaned the space cannon as first love, then raised his head, a little insincerely. There is so much milk, so hot and smelly. It's strange that she loves to drink.
He Ming admired the immaculate pair of huge white rabbits in the beige coat that had been untied, so he touched it.
Park Ji Min let him caress obediently, and quickly took off his bra and took off his upper body clothes. The movements throughout the process are still noble or elegant.
He Ming admires his mistress very much at this point, at least only three ancient beauties such as sister Diao Chan can do this.
She quickly stripped herself naked, lying on the big bed, wearing a beige short skirt and a pair of purple lace stockings on her extremely slender and super beautiful legs. Then he lay in front of He Ming's eyes and approached a pair of majestic long legs.
He Ming's long legs now have a lot of "perfect" leg hairs. They are unbelievably strong. They are not as long as the little giants of ordinary human figures such as Yao Ming, but they are at least twice as thick as NBA athletes.
The beauty of great power, not to mention the great power texture with tangible and invisible flow on it.
Park Jimin whispered love words softly, but sandwiched the "insecticide" among the white rabbits... It was another means of play for the life of the gods and demons that was about to be worn down by the little brother of ordinary people.
He Ming was not polite. Seven or eight minutes later, the bombardment came again, this time covering Park Jimin in white artillery fire.
"Let you enjoy it! Foreplay is over."
He Ming immediately pushed down the panting mistress and unbuttoned the lovely beige skirt. Then he grabbed the mistress's water snake waist, and asked people to raise their hands, so that the pair of white rabbits looked more impressive under the bright lights. Of course it was covered with sweaty...white artillery remains.
Grabbing the fat-skinned water snake's waist, he pulled out a piece of underwear that was extremely sexual, and a can of insecticide was pushed in... Now, He Ming is not the of the past. You can go in slowly and enjoy the joy of opening up a new land...
Changing to a mortal must be the same as giving birth, the woman screamed loudly, and soon her life was lost.
But the beautiful eyes of the mistress Smecta were swallowed, far more attractive than glamorous eyes. Soon words came to stimulate the man's senses even more.
This is how a beautiful day begins.
Although it is night now, for Diaosi and otaku, night is the beginning of the day.
"Good day, enjoy yourself!" He Ming laughed, his huge physique immediately sprinted a hundred times faster than the bison.
No need to mention the enjoyment of the mistress, changing to a mortal must be... on the spot.
The love of Brother Abs is not as easy to enjoy as it used to be.
...
From the evening to the early morning of the next day.
When the sky is dark, clean your body in a bath like a hot spring. Then go to get ready for bed-of course to a clean room. The original room does not say anything else. The big bed will not be dried up without half a day.
It's just that when He Ming slept until dawn, when He Ming woke up, he found that Park Jimin was looking at him idiotically.
That kind of gaze is really incomprehensible, which makes He Ming scared, because he can't respond like that...
He didn't know what happened to his body, and now his woman was not only physically sinking, but also surrendering spiritually.
The gaze of the lover. He Ming sighed and looked out the window: through the exquisite white new-style blinds. It should be seven or eight o'clock outside.
"You didn't sleep?" The other party is not Father Sun, it's not like sleeping for one or two hours.
"I've slept..." Park Jimin responded for a long time. Then he took a deep look at He Ming, and came over with one breath. Qingguo's face approached to offer a kiss. Of course He Ming was not polite... Unexpectedly, Park Jimin soon "required" it again, and slowly changed from kissing to kissing all the way, until the kiss was as hard as iron. The ruthlessness of Huaxin Big Carrot is also on the hard insecticide... Then, there is no more.
He Ming gave a wry smile. No wonder he was always impulsive to sleep just now. If the mistress is asleep, believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway.
Of course he doesn’t have to be polite. He soon started playing again. He sang many times in the big bed and the bathroom. How happy he is... Look at his lewd appearance, his wife must see... Envy, jealous and hate. . Fortunately, my husband is a quasi-powerful god, otherwise...
The insecticide is so loud, there is no abs.
...
Woke up with some slight shaking. Punching and kicking to drive away the thought of sleeping late, Jin Dabang walked down the passage in his pajamas.
"...The face is so red and the expression is so strange? Oh, I understand! You are physically hungry and thirsty to find someone to solve it!"
Seeing the male and female servants' expressions along the way was a bit strange, and he understood after thinking about it. Can not help but contempt in my heart.
Really, will pretend to be coercive, just mating, as for? Brother Abdomen is the man among men, the among the gods. Little brother is no exception!
Came to a restaurant, Jin Dabang began to order. The smile is as bright as the sun.
That's right, I woke up so early and sacrificed the good time of sleeping in order to... enjoy life better.
For him, food is life!
Or it can be described as, for Smecta, food is life!
The pig is an unchanging pursuit.
Please call me Pig Smecta. Focus on food has not changed for 50 years.
During the waiting time, Jin Dabang looked at the time and said helplessly, "Really, although it is immortal, it's really so fast to pass twenty-four hours a day! So fast!"
I calculated with my fingers, breakfast, lunch, dinner, and the three main meals. Morning tea, afternoon tea, night supper, three non-staple foods. Going out to sleep and shit, within twenty hours, it is all snack time.
Ok. As a result, he spends ten hours a day to satisfy his mouth and stomach.
Then continue to spend ten hours playing games and watching movies.
The other four hours include washing your face, sleeping, bathing, shopping, acting hard, and... picking up girls.
How rare.
How I hate the speed and ruthlessness of earth time.
"Sir, please enjoy." "Good morning, sir."
In less than a minute, rows of handsome men and beauties delivered the prepared food.
Jin Dabang has ignored the beauty of these mortals. Take back your mind. He shook his head again, then smiled lewdly when looking at the food...
"A beautiful day has begun again, our Father in Heaven! Thank you for giving me such a rich food! Amen!"
However, he pretended to be forced before the meal, and then entered the mode of Smecta's gluttonous pig.
Expression, look in eyes. The beautiful waitresses and handsome waitresses who maintained their respect and smiles all turned into an inexplicable... strange expression.
The chefs on duty also have the same expression.
The expression was: "That pig is eating again!"
Of course, everyone knows, everything is said without saying. If you express it, then everything you have now is lost.
They might even be thrown into the ocean by the secret police to feed Korean king crabs.
They don't want to be like this.
Interestingly. According to reliable scientific investigations, even though both men and women love beauty, Smecta has become a super life. Many supermen have become greedy ghosts far more than any nation or any country...
Are you afraid of being poor? No, it's just that the diet in the past was too bad, and the stomach was too hungry!
Three hours later, Jin Dabang and the daughter who came over two hours ago saw that Brother Abdomen and Park Jimin wanted to become one person, and they hugged them. The degree of intimacy was photographed by the Xiangjiang paparazzi. Then it must be:
"Super Boche, the monkey is eager to get on and off."
"It's been a year since I became a Siamese."
"Brother Abs’ legs are not soft. So he proved it, he proved it, he proved it! He will always be Brother Abs!"
Then... no more, all paparazzi can go to death.
"Good morning, good day, isn't it?"
He Ming said in a vest and shorts. Of course it's not a turtle dress, but colorful. Quite fashionable. This is the latest superman fashion. It vividly highlights the beauty of Superman's figure.
Of course, I'm really confident about this.
This was prepared for him by Park Jimin. She also seemed to like He Ming wearing this way-He Ming understood that it was easy to take off her pants. Then further understand that the mistress is getting more and more showy?
really. With Smecta, He Ming is too likely to be dominated by his younger brother.
"My dear, let's eat too." Smecta's words were soft and greasy into the bones, He Ming hurriedly ate and drank, but it didn't take long for Smecta to waste a little time and became a cold noodle girl to teach Jin Dabang and Lolita.
"Hey, you two guys, you have eaten so much again! Do you really want to be fat?"
"I'm fat, so I'm at ~EbookFREE.me~ Fatty is a myth in Superman." Kim Dabang became more and more humorous, which caused him to be suppressed by Park Jimin.
Lolita continued to eat and drink, tasting a variety of delicious foods. It was not that she could not control her appetite, but was very simple... it was basically difficult to satisfy her belly.
"Good day." Little Lori said.
He Ming snorted and raised his wine glass, "Then let's have a toast." But he thought in his heart, what tricks to play later, mating or talk about life?
Oh, does this make a difference?
It should be. The former is the rude practice of a barbarian, who gets the body of a beautiful woman but not her mind.
The latter is the practice of a civilized person. After getting the heart of a beautiful woman and then getting her body... Although for men, the heart? Hahaha! I think you are stupid enough!
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