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"Red and swollen, apply some medicine."

He has never been so careful about women, and he has never experienced such a thing. In the past, there were women in the family who gave him the need to solve problems. He refused. He believed that men did not need to teach in this kind of thing. There is no interest in those women.

In fact, there is no need to teach, and the woman who meets the right, naturally everything will be, the incomprehensible tacit understanding, full of interest.

The illusion of the face touched his fingertips in her secret place, the kind of excitement, so that she was full of red, like a cooked shrimp.

After repeated requests, "I will paint myself..."

"You're welcome, I'll be fine." The voice is gentle and courteous. If it is not for this occasion, he can still have a son of a noble son.

At this time, listening to the ears of the illusion can only make her more angry.

I can't bear it, "Jimo, I come by myself!"

"Very good, dare to call my name, bolder. Good!"

Jimo said that he painted his fingers on the outside of the illusion, and slipped into the inside inadvertently, and the illusion could not help but tremble...

The illusion of the hands and feet is soft and struggling, using both hands to block his deliberately messy fingers. "You don't think you are too bad? You go away..."

Jimo's arm is not moving, where is the soft illusion of the fascinating face, still in her inside hook and pick, the name is the medicine.

After a while, the illusion was picked up by him, his body was hot, his mouth whimpered, and he quickly grabbed his mouth and put tears in his eyes. "I don't want it anyway, I don't want to... hurt... ..."

"The big hooligan! You bastard!" The illusion faded and stunned, grabbed his face and buried it under the pillow on one side.

Jimo Ya smiles, leans over, and the voice is full of deception. "Yan Shutou, come, hey, match once, this time guarantees that once, it will not hurt any more..."

After she fainted her yesterday, he did not continue, and finally waited for her to wake up, and she must continue to finish the part she owed.

If it is an ordinary person, the first **** time should not be too long, considering the physical reasons, but Yan Shantou is already a nine-star spirit, the first time, do two or three times, there should be no problem.

It would be better if you were a true spiritual master. You can also have a few more times...

If it is a mysterious teacher... that is what Moya can’t wait for at the moment is to let the little things quickly advance! Good to cooperate with his good deeds, cough.

"Hey, you are a big devil!"

Jimo is extremely shameless. "There is not much to ask for this son. How many times have you pulled me before? Now I have to make it up again..."

The illusion is so shameful that I want to die. "Where did I pull you out, I... oh... um..."

Jimo has entered.

The illusion was only painful and comfortable, and the body was opened at once. It was not as painful as it was imagined. The man’s breath rushed, and the voice was depressed and filled with joy, infecting her.

She struggled to make her voice a little smaller, sobbing, floating and sinking, and followed him.