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                                “烟儿，我好想要你……”他的手伸入她的裙摆，隔着内k却只能触到卫生棉的厚厚质感。                                                                                                             顾烟笑的狡黠。                                                                                                             梁飞凡重重的按了一下，惊的她尖叫。                                                                                                             “活该你yu求不满，谁让你要闹别扭的！”顾烟躲着他的手，大腿并拢，却越发把他的手夹住。                                                                                                             梁飞凡把她一把抱起，走进休息室去，把她丢在床上，压上去，用吃人的眼神盯着身下肤se白里泛红的nv子，“顾烟——我好难受——”                                                                                                             顾烟仰头，在他唇上啄了一下，“恩——好了吧？”                                                                                                             梁飞凡挫败的垂头，把她翻到他的上面，紧紧按着她，在她颈边粗重的呼x1。                                                                                                             顾烟的心随着他的呼x1声一点点的柔软。                                                                                                             悄悄伸出手，拉开他k子的拉链。听到他一口凉气倒x1，“乖，别动。”她难得的哄起他来，微微抬起身，眼里有魅惑的光流转。                                                                                                             她的手指微凉，蛇一样从他的内k边上钻进去，点在他已经昂首的怒龙上，他舒服的全身都绷紧。顾烟往下移，把头枕在他腰上，另一只手解开他的k子，微微拉下内k，将他的yuwang释放出来。                                                                                                             “啊……”她柔若无骨的小手握上他的火热，他忍不住低y了一声。                                                                                                             yuwang的顶端沁着白se的yet，她抹了一点在手心，上上下下的滑动着匀在他的y铁上，就着这样的润滑，她圈着这根越来越肿胀的热铁开始r0u弄。                                                                                                             梁飞凡的手从她的背后伸过来，解开了她的衣扣，手指轻轻一挑，她的内衣解开了，他握着一团软雪，用力的收缩五指，在上面留下一个个红红的印痕。