The History of the Little White Rabbit Being Thrown Chapter 64

Chapter 64 Morning love foreplay

One of the man's big hands reached out to Hua Gu, who had been tempting him since just now, and his fingers reached into the girl's butt slit, rubbing it up along the slit. The girl felt the man's movements, and the originally lingering small tongue suddenly changed its attitude and pushed the man's large tongue outward. The man kissed harder, and the weight of his upper body almost pressed on the girl's body, preventing the girl from moving at all. His fingers moved to the girl's tailbone, and he pressed down gently. A numbness passed through his heart, and the originally tense body suddenly lost its strength and turned into a limp ball. The man's fingers continued to play evil, playing up along the spine, and occasionally pressing down mischievously. When his fingers met the barrier of the blanket, he reached under the girl's waist with one hand, pulled out a corner of the blanket, and lifted it The part that got in his way. The big tongue continued to play with the small tongue, stirring up a pool of spring water in the girl's heart.

His fingers followed the spine to the girl's cervical vertebra before he stopped. No, it has shifted its battlefield.

The big tongue let go of the small tongue, licked the teeth lightly, and then licked the girl's slightly swollen lips a few times before she was satisfied. He put his big hands through the girl's armpits, let one of the girl's arms hang on his arm, and pressed it on the girl's chest. Before she could close her mouth, the girl's first moan of the day escaped from her lips.

"Brother, um..." The girl seemed to refuse but also enjoyed it.

"Baby, can you feel the rhythm of brother's hands on Xinxin's body? Enjoy this beauty with brother." The man's big hand increased the strength in his hand, and his fingers pressed down on the breasts, suddenly forming a circle on the elastic breasts. In the circles of the whirlpool, you can feel the gelatin wrapping your fingers. The fingers are turning in the whirlpool, making circles of ripples. The girl felt the pressure and a little pain from her chest, and her moans were slightly delicate. Her eyes with watery eyes looked at the man. The man rotated his big hand, and his whole palm was attached to one of the girl's curdled breasts. Pressing the nipples with his palms downward, he felt that the firm snow peak became shorter and thicker in his hands, and felt that the peak stood proudly erect under his palms.

His big hands left the girl's breasts. The squeezed and deformed breasts gradually returned to their original appearance under the bath of air. Only the man's fingerprints left marks on them. The man caressed himself and left his mark. Mark of.

The girl lying on her side wanted to turn around, but the man stopped her movement. His big palm touched the girl's flat belly and circled around her navel. However, the radius of the circle gradually expanded, and the strength in his hand became stronger. Come bigger.

"Brother,..." the girl moaned unbearably. Every time the man seemed to focus on playing with himself, rather than directly and completely possessing her. The girl wanted to tell the man to be more direct, but she seemed to be enjoying the torture.

I felt the heel of the man's palm brushing against the black forest in front of the private flower, and pressed a few pubic hairs by the way. His palm stayed there, pressed down twice, and then continued its journey, sweeping the fingertips one by one. The bottom of the two rounded sides is gently pushed upward during the wandering process, leaving a few small holes in the buttermilk, which slowly smooths out. The man's palm expanded outwards and turned half of his fingers in a circle. He came to the black forest again, but the direction of his palm was changed to cover the entire forest. His four fingers tried to move inward amidst the girl's soft hum. He reached between the girl's tightly clamped legs.

"Baby, would you please lift your upper leg a little, a little?" The man seemed to be seeking the girl's opinion. Feeling the resentful eyes but cooperative movements of the person beneath him, the man placed a loving imprint on the girl's arm. The last kiss was like a reward.

His four fingers were attached to Peach Blossom Spring, and he felt the moisture and stickiness coming from the entrance of the flower hole. The two middle fingers circled around the entrance of the hole.

"Ah...brother..." The girl tried to close her legs, but how could the man who had already succeeded let her do so. Two of his fingers held the outlet where the love juice was pouring out, and the other two fingers combed the pubic hair on the lips.

"Ah..." The girl turned to look at the man. The man seemed to be watching the beauty's expression with enjoyment, and their eyes met in the air. The girl's big watery eyes stared at the man, hoping that he would stop the pleasant and unbearable torture.

The man's middle finger pushed deep into the girl's body under the girl's gaze. Feeling the intrusion of a foreign object, the girl opened her mouth slightly and retracted her buttocks backwards, but the fingers followed closely, and the man's fingers imitated the pleasure. The movements during love were thrusting in and out of the girl's body. The tight little hole was constantly pushing foreign objects outwards just like last night. The man's fingers in the girl's body gently scraped the love juice on the wall of the hole. The girl was obviously She could feel his movements inside her body. It seemed that the man's movements could soothe the itching there, but there was more unbearable itching leaking out deeper there.

"Brother, brother..." the girl called the man coquettishly, her fair face already covered with redness, her pink lips gleaming with water, so beautiful. The man's fingers moved inside the girl's body, enjoying the pleasure of being surrounded by tender flesh. He slowly pulled out his fingers, and the thumb that was originally pressed against the black forest slid down as he pulled out his middle finger. The two fingers slowly gathered on the small pearl hidden among the petals, and at the same time, he exerted force, Squeezing that spot and feeling the stimulation from that spot, the girl's lower abdomen squirted out, and countless amounts of love juice spurted out from the hole. The man with quick eyesight and quick hands immediately placed his palm over the hole to catch the gushing love juice. His palms returned to the pubic hair and massaged, as if he wanted to dye every hair with color, and he seemed to have done it. He admired his results with great satisfaction. The girl looked at the man without words, stretched out her little hands, and wanted to hug the man, but the man cruelly refused. The girl turned away aggrievedly. The man once again leaned on the girl's body, turned the girl's little face, and kissed the girl's red lips a few times to express comfort.

- Extracting MTL from raw by Du Xian'er (Poison❀Fairy) -

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