po18hub.c0m 执手

顾烟猫咪样的哼，在他身上又蹭又磨。                                                                                                             他的手伸进来，chajin内k里面，她的下身由于经血和刚才的缠绵sh的一塌糊涂，他顺利的chajin中指，引得她一声轻哼。                                                                                                             “不要……脏的呀……”她小腹一缩，又有yet渗了下来。                                                                                                             “乖，我洗过手了。”他低低的笑，又加进去一根食指。她有些觉得涨，本就酸痛的□更加难受了。                                                                                                             “不舒服呀……”她扭动，“出来……恩……”                                                                                                             他的手指开始律动，深深浅浅的进出，偶尔变换角度g弄，她的不舒服渐渐被强烈的su麻代替，全身酸软在他怀里，主动抬头去找他的唇，小小的唇hanzhu他，贝齿轻咬。他的手指更加用力，一个退出，又加入一只手指，x忽然被撑开，她敏感的内壁马上达到极致，裹着他的手指，温热一b0b0的涌出。                                                                                                             他的手指ch0u出来，透明的花汁带着经血淋漓一片，她气喘吁吁，“飞凡……”                                                                                                             “知道你不够，等你好了，我再给你补上，恩？”他笑的很痞。                                                                                                             顾烟本来要拉过毛巾给他擦手的，被他一调侃，没好气的推开他径自去浴室清洗。                                                                                                             梁飞凡在她身后低笑，十分愉快。                                                                                                             两个人缠绵了许久，时间一点点的过去，转眼快十二点。                                                                                                             “我饿了。”她软趴趴的伏在他肩头。                                                                                                             梁飞凡亲亲她的头发，“想吃什么？”                                                                                                             顾烟忽然想起什么，“我们去桑桑那里吃饭好不好？”总听小离夸秦桑的手艺，她一次也没试过。