Chapter 652: Still not?

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The illusion of tears and flowers, and the lips of Jimo's side, gently pasted up, and kissed, "Jimo, I love you."
Jimo's eyes are all a little bit of smile.
A clasped her back of the head, not let her leave, bowed deepened the kiss ... sent to the door, do you have the reason to not eat?
Anyone waiting? Then wait a little longer.
He gently and carefully sucked the slippery creamy lips, as if it was the most delicious. The taste of Yan Shutou was so beautiful. He used one hand halfway around her waist and the other hand was used to it. Sexually reached into her underwear, covering the softness of her chest...
The illusion is instantly stunned, and her affection is pushed and pushed halfway. "Hey, that is, the ink, your hands don't move."
Then, her own hand intentionally or unintentionally went to the bottom of the ink...
This gesture of reluctance to welcome, so that the dawn of Jimo is darker.
This grinding little thing!
I dare to seduce him here...
Jimo picked her up slightly and untied her robes on her chest. The big hand pulled it from the front and touched her hand on her lower abdomen.
The illusion turned and exclaimed, she just wanted to leave him and let him down. I didn't expect him to dare to do it.
There are people waiting outside, just in case...
"Moto, there are people waiting outside, here is the gate of the city."
"Is it still okay?" that Moya raised his head.
The illusion turned his head and shook his head again, that is, Moya smiled low, biting the small mouth that she sent to the door, and the tongue slid into her to hold her, constantly stirring, and the big illusion of the tongue was painful...
The body is getting softer and softer.
Jimo’s hand touched the periphery of the illusion, where it was already emotional.
So sensitive, want?

The illusion is shy and flushed, and he struggles from his arms. When he climbs up, he will smash the curtain. "Jimoya, I think I may have to leave outside. I will go first. When you are busy, come to me."
I was dragged back by Jimo.
The big hand took her little hand and pressed it between his legs. It was already ready to go, and the little hand that was hot and fascinated was trembled. "You pull it up, you are responsible for solving it."
When she imagined that Moya had done that, she turned into a wolf, and she was scared to ask for mercy.
"Junzi Ya, Ya Shuai, I am wrong, I will not dare next time..."
Jimo is just teasing her, and thirsty, this holy city gate, under the public, can not really do.
Grab her little hand and put it in his trousers, let her help solve it. The illusion is almost ashamed and she wants to die. Let her ignite, let her pull out and make her own.
She was afraid that he would be broken, and he would like to move a few times, that is, Moya comfortably closed his eyes and enjoyed the expression.
The two acted like this, and the words did not stop.
"After you go back to the school, you will live in my place. Your temporary dormitory is too close to the white dust, not good."
"Hey!" The illusion of the nose is sweaty, and the complexion is pink. She first made it to the man with her hand, and she was ashamed.
"If you don't speak, don't believe, believe me." The ink is dull, accompanied by suspicious inhalation.
"Yeah." The magical hand is soft.
"Feng Yuling is well kept, can't be lost anymore. You can activate the second form of Feng Yuling. It's already good." Moya continued, he also wet his inner shirt, his eyes closed. Biting his teeth and enduring the deadly stimuli that came from there.
This is a terrible thing! Really is playing with fire.