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An Xinyan learned his speed and slowly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing the strong and tangible man's body, and couldn't help but stroke his hand.

She never knew that she would be a color woman, and never knew that she would be bolder than once.

Oh ...

It seems that she was brought to him!

This can't blame her. Whoever let him deliberately torture her every time, she just wants him to appreciate the kind of uncomfortableness that he wants to get.

She sat across him, leaned over, and two softly sticked with his skin, stretched out her little tongue, licked the little red beans on his chest, and then bite and sucked, then the little red bean

But it seems harder and harder.

She felt a little bit bite slightly, and suddenly the rough gasping sound of Wei Han rough. She looked up and looked at his uncomfortable face, then supported and kissed his kiss.

I can't stand it anymore, the night tonight is still very long. ""

Wei Han couldn't help crying. This little fairy actually used his words to block him just now. He punished the soft and squeezed by the softestness of her side.

... "

A wave of her body rushed down, and the warm juice flowed on his stomach.

An Xinyan's cheeks were so red that it was so losing. She didn't expect that she would be so stimulated that she reached its peak.

Wei Han leaned in her ears and played, "Wife, you are already very wet, do you really want it?"

An Xinyan closed her mouth and didn't want to listen to his shameful words, opened his mouth to block his mouth. Wei Han rubbed her softness in one hand, leaned down with one hand, and extended a finger into her early forgive

Wet in **.

The damp and humid parcels and the sudden foreign objects in the body make the two of them make a sound.

An Xinyan's clear eyes in the past, at this time, had gorgeous colors, and her face became charming and moving.

A pure woman can also become beautiful and beautiful.

Following the pump of Wei Han's fingers, the fast (harmonious) feeling in An Xinyan's body made her bite her lips in order to hold back the shameful Shen Yin blurting out.

Wei Han's movement was constantly accelerating, and An Xinyan couldn't stand the sliding Hou Jie.

Wei Han shouted, and could no longer bear to evacuate her fingers from her body. She held her waist branches with both hands and sat down at his Tibetan.

The emptiness of emptiness and asphyxia (harmonious) asphyxia, which made both people can't help but make a sound.

After a little pause, Wei Han held her waist with both hands to help her swing, and An Xinyan leaned her head. With his rhythm, she twisted her waist branches. The two fair softness followed them.

Giant shaking.

Wei Han looked at the full shaking in front of him, loosened the hands holding her waist, raised his hand to hold them, and kept rubbing.

An Xinyan was sentimental from the two ministries, and felt that she was pushed into the clouds by this wave of strong fast (harmonious) sense, and sometimes it seemed to fall into the blue sea, in the clear sea water, in the clear sea water

travel.

"Ah Han ..." An Xinyan couldn't help crying out his name, just like in the sea, looking for a floating wood, feeling at ease.

"Yan Yan ... the feeling in your body is really beautiful." This real sense made him crazy, and he would not feel panic anymore. Every sensory in the body could feel her true existence.

This closely combined makes the two closely integrated.

When she disappeared, the feeling of being emptied was no longer existing. His Yan Yan came back and had filled it.

The saddest person in the world is that he has never met the beloved person in this long life. He met, so he was not sad.

It didn't take long for An Xinyan to move, and the movement became more and more slow. Finally, she just lay on him and stopped moving.

Wei Han hugged her over, letting her lie comfortably on the bed, raised her weak feet around his waist, and did not enter her body.

He looked down at her high, and didn't let go of any expression on her face. He knew that she enjoyed and happy as he was, and felt very comfortable in her heart.

"Ah Han ... Ah ... Ah Han ..." In the vortex of desire (harmonious), An Xinyan could only let him shout at him.

"Call my husband." Wei Han's dull voice seduced, and the dark eyes were as crazy as a beast.

He liked to listen to her husband's husband, and that soft and gentle voice hit the softest place in his heart.

In the future, he is the closest person in this world, and she is also a person who is close to his life.

An Xinyan was confused and shouted subconsciously, "Husband, I love you!"

When he fell, tears couldn't help moist eyes, raised his hands and hugged his neck tightly, feeling the rhythm of his love on her.

This kind of love is exhausted.

This love is nearly destroyed.

No one can replace it, because it has merged bone blood.

After Wei Han was pumped for dozens of times in her body, it was released in her body ...

Holding her, calming up the charm of each other after the passion.

After a long time, he held her in her arms and put her chin on the top of her head, gently, "Yan Yan, let's have a daughter."

He wants a daughter very much, looks like her daughter. Such a pair of children, the son looks like him, the daughter looks like her, and will be a perfect combination family.

An Xinyan hugged his waist and nodded with a smile.

Every morning I will get up early to help you prepare breakfast and rich dinner, and you will wait for you to get off work every day. After we eat, we will nest in the sofa in the living room and watch the dog blood soap opera. "

Wei Han also began to yearn for, and followed her to sketch her future. "After the son and daughter grew up, I took you around the world and left our footprints on each piece of land in the world.

After we can't run around again, we will find a quiet place and accompany each other with each other to rest. "

This is his dream. In the future, as long as she has been around, he will definitely realize it.

"Hmm!" An Xinyan nodded with a smile, this is their longing for the future.

There are a lot of unpredictable life in life, but if there is no longing for, then such people are too sad.
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