"I want it, but don't you want to?" Luo Yan inadvertently glanced at his high-spirited place, and pursed his dry lips, "Since each other needs each other, what the hell are you still reserved?" ”

"I need it, but I didn't say it must be up to you." Yemo's body leaned back slightly, leaning comfortably on the sofa.

Luo Yan was stunned: "What do you mean?" ”

If you don't rely on her to solve it, you want to rely on other women?!

Suddenly, Luo Yan remembered that once, it was in this apartment, in her room, that is, Yemo and Ning Feifei were here in the clouds!

Luo Yan took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling violently.

The soft and lovely roundness shook gently, which was really seductive.

Yemo felt harder and more painful under him.

Just when Luo Yan was about to get angry, she saw Yemo leaning comfortably on the sofa with her eyes closed, playing up and down with her big hands......

Shameful man!

He actually solved it himself in front of her.

Luo Yan laughed angrily.

She looked sideways, no longer at him.

But I can still faintly hear the man's rough and low gasps, little by little, as if it can hook people's souls.

Luo Yan turned abruptly, rushed into the room, and slammed the door shut.

Yemo saw her angry and unhappy expression, and suddenly, she smiled,

It's just that laughter, it's a happy laugh.

He was very pleasant from head to toe.

The first time he saw her need herself so much, that she needed to go crazy.

Even if she has an ulterior purpose, I have to say that this feeling of being needed is really good.

He slowly got up from the couch and walked towards the room.

When Luo Yan heard the sound, he didn't care about the heat on his body, grabbed a quilt and covered himself, and wrapped himself tightly.

"Give it back to Lao Tzu?" Yemo chuckled and lifted the quilt.

With his long arms stretched, he turned the woman with his back to him.

He leaned forward and completely enveloped Luo Yan in his body.

His kiss fell rough and wild.

A kiss is enough to make Luo Yan completely out of control.

Between the two, it was like a thunderbolt hooking the earth's fire.

"Ah......h

He came in without warning, Luo Yan bit his lip, his face seemed to be forbearing, and he seemed to be comfortable.

The man moved slowly, deliberately stimulating her.

Luo Yan was dissatisfied, and pinched his waist hard, signaling him to hurry up, but even if it was at this juncture, Yemo was still teasing her.

"I'm annoyed, you get me out!" Luo Yanjiao snorted and complained.

"Let me out? Well? His hoarse voice rang in her ears, and the tip of his tongue swept over her sensitive earlobe, making her shiver.

Luo Yan was tickled by his heart, but his mouth was stiff and he refused to back down.

Yemo was bad, she said let him out, and he immediately pulled himself out.

As soon as he felt his departure, a huge emptiness swept over, leaving Luo Yan's heart empty.

Meimu glanced sideways, and saw the man leaning against the head of the bed again, 'doing it' himself.

Luo Yan snorted, rolled over, straddled him, and slowly ......

"Hmmm......"

She groaned in satisfaction and frantically offered to ask for it.

Night Ink: "......"

This woman is really a sao wave tonight!

After a few times, Luo Yan was already tired and had no strength, and sure enough, it was a physical task to take the initiative to do this kind of thing.

She lay on her chest weakly, and her tone was soft and coquettish with him; "How are you coming?"