[Korean Entertainment] Capture the ghosts and gods

Song Jae-kyung began to pick up Cui Shengxian's pants.

Very neat.

Just like thousands of times in the past.

Whether it was the dexterity of untying the belt or the quickness of pulling it off, in short, everything went very smoothly, just like what Song Jae-kyung had rehearsed in his mind.

Then, the fiery source jumped out.

The heat is amazing.

It directly hit Song Zaijing's hand.

Song Zaijing held it tightly in his palm, the smile on his face was full of "maliciousness", and he didn't leave any room for what he said, "I said no, my body is very honest~!" It is completely a domineering president in reality.

The mouth shape of the automatic silencer is: hard, into, this, like~!

Cui Shengxian's face was sullen, but he still couldn't stop that face that was smeared red by love|yu completely betraying him.

"Why are you shy!" Song Zaijing didn't even take off the stockings on his body, and as soon as he crossed his legs, he sat down in the posture of women on top and men on bottom.

"Ah~~~" Cui Shengxian couldn't help crying out, not knowing whether it was pain or comfort.

The fiery object ran along her thighs wrapped in black silk and stockings, rubbed against the soft inner thighs, kissed the slightly moist stockings all the way, feeling the softness wrapped in pink bottoms and pants, and slowly slid to the In the gully of two-petal peaches.

A little transparency had appeared on the top, Cui Shengxian took a breath, calmed down, and closed his eyes forbearance.

He obviously hadn't done anything yet, but he was so excited.

Song Zaijing's face was wide open, and his smile was rippling.

"I know you like me, but I didn't expect you to like me like this~!" With his body slightly forward, Song Zaijing put his hands on both sides of Cui Shengxian's body, and his upper body lay on her chest, with his fart up|gut. one time.

Her eyes were bright, and she looked at him without blinking, as if she wanted to eat him up from beginning to end.

She moved very slowly, as if enjoying the process very much.

To him, it was more like torture.

The smoothness of the stockings is different from the skin, with slight friction, the itching caused by the friction is difficult to relieve, it accumulates more and more, and it seems to be itchy to the heart.

"Do you want it?" Song Zaijing lowered his head and exhaled softly in Cui Shengxian's ear.

Cui Shengxian's rationality has long been eroded and eroded completely by the slow-paced just now, "If you want... Zaijing, give... give it to me."

"If you want, please ask me." She stretched out her tongue and head, licked his earlobe very passionately, then took his earlobe in her mouth, and gnawed on it carefully.

"Jajing, please...please...give it to me." He took a breath, and the voice hoarse from the torture of lust stopped in Song Zaijing's ears. Drugs, you are right.

"Well, here you are." She straightened her upper body and knelt on his waist, his fiery objects stood tall and stood between her legs.Song Zaijing still didn't forget to make fun of it, so he lightly touched it with his finger, and was satisfied to hear Cui Shengxian take a breath, laughing crisply, "Look, you're so energetic!"

However, do not interrupt to continue playing.

In front of Cui Shengxian, Song Jae-kyung rolled up the hip-wrapping skirt, stuck it at his waist, and began to take off the stockings from the waist down little by little.

Cui Shengxian swallowed unconsciously, his Adam's apple rolled, and the yu|wang in his eyes became more and more intense.

Song Jae Kyung failed to take off all the stockings.

Just as he fell to the ass, he was roughly grabbed by Cui Shengxian, directly breaking a hole.

Song Zaijing glanced at him reproachfully, "Why is it torn!"

The latter didn't care about it, just like she did to him before, he pulled off her bottom and pants, pressed her round and warped peach petals, put on the holed stockings, pushed up, Hole in one.

Both are satisfied.

The stockings are still there, but it restricts Song Zaijing's leg freedom. Cui Shengxian smiled with his lips curled up, his eyes were black and bright, shining brilliantly.

The passivity at the beginning was just his concession.

Song Zaijing likes to play tricks before the start, so he plays with her patiently.

If she is happy, she will naturally be able to persist for a longer time in the follow-up.

But since it started, everything is beyond her control.

"Wait..." Song Zaijing had long been used to this kind of role reversal, and even his voice was delicate and pretty.

"Huh?" Cui Shengxian was reaching out and touching her blouse. "What's wrong?" He is still in a gentle state now.

"Mother's gift..."

"Oh, want to use it?"

Song Zaijing nodded with a blushing face, not shy but excited.

She opened her palm, and there was a "Christmas tree". "use this"

Cui Shengxian said yes, but, "You wear it."

Song Zaijing unwrapped the wrapping paper, looked at the thin film inside, and didn't know what to do.

She and Cui Shengxian were originally husband and wife, and they had no plans to use contraception.The insurance T is really not used much, and Cui Shengxian put it on a few times a few years ago.

cough cough.

Choi Sung-hyun knew what was going on from the moment Song Jae-kyung paused.

He sat up with Song Jae-kyung in his arms, and turned her around on his body like a swivel chair, but her body still contained his big, rou|bang.

It is very exciting when it turns.

Cui Shengxian couldn't hold back, and turned around more.

Probably because he was somewhat nervous when being turned, Song Zaijing subconsciously retracted and tightened the soft flesh, biting and making Cui Shengxian feel very comfortable.

The lower part, the small mouth shi|shi, is already very warm, and if it is stimulated a little, more water will flow out.

They didn't play for too long, and the two still remembered that there were important things they didn't do.

Hugging Song Zaijing up, the fiery object escaped from the warm embrace, and was singled out with a "poof", and the drawn silver thread was long, as if it still carried her fragrance.

I can't bear it!

But it's better to satisfy Song Jae-kyung first.

You can come back later.

Cui Shengxian thought.

Song Zaijing stepped back and sat on Cui Shengxian's belly.

The little soft man touched the hard and hard hair, and was pricked and stimulated to shrink and shrink a few times, and the water from the lower body began to flow out sticky and fell into his hair and hair.

Even Cui Shengxian couldn't help saying, "Water, truth, and abundance."

Song Zaijing ignored him, and Cui Shengxian didn't intend to continue. He fished her forward and hugged her tightly, wrapping her hands around her little hands, pinching her fingers between his fingers, and went to put on his coat for his big things.

It's a wonderful feeling.

The two people stick together naked and slippery, have the same smell, and even the temperature is the same.

Under his leadership, she dressed it in an emerald green coat little by little, and decorated it with colorful lanterns and small gifts. It was very cute.

I believe it is also very cool to use.

Song Zaijing smiled silently.

Cui Shengxian couldn't wait for a long time, picked her up again, and pushed |chuan her body vigorously.

Hot objects wear special clothes and feel naturally different.

The quick | gan caused by the particles when rubbing, the softness when hitting hard when hitting, nine shallow, one deep pounding, nong... He sent it all to her.

Love and... radiance.

A white light flashed in my mind, it must be extremely gorgeous brilliance.

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During dinner, Ms. Cui keenly noticed that her son-in-law had changed his clothes.

As an elder, she asked out of concern, "Sage, where is your big elk sweater?"

Cui Shengxian was very calm, "The dough was dirty just now, so I changed it."

Safe clearance.

Cui Xiuzi: "Hey, Jae-kyung, where's your Santa Claus sweater? It's also dirty?"

Cough cough, Song Zaijing choked on the juice unsteadily, not because Ms. Cui asked suddenly, but, shit, her mother had noticed it early in the morning before asking!

And then replied without changing expression and heartbeat: "Well, it's dirty."

"Oh~ it's dirty~" Ms. Cui agreed with a smile.

"What's wrong?" Song Yinguo didn't know why.

Ms. Cui: "It's okay, Christmas should be so happy!"

Author: Do you think this is the end of the Christmas theater? !

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In the middle of the night, Song Zaijing dragged Cui Shengxian across the kitchen.

Cui Shengxian said that the dough he kneaded for an hour in the afternoon was very good.

Song Zaijing squinted and said that I don't believe it, just your scumbag skills.

So the two made an appointment to have a private meeting in the kitchen in the middle of the night, Cui Shengxian would do it again, and Song Zaijing would be the supervisor.

The result is naturally clear at a glance.

Flour is readily available, and hot water boils quickly.

Song Zaijing took Cui Shengxian to wash his hands, put on an apron, and everything was ready.

Cui Shengxian was still as clumsy as ever, kneading the dough was like fighting someone.

Song Zaijing couldn't stand it after watching it for a while, so he went straight to help.

Midnight is a good time for a tryst.

Song Zaijing stretched out his hand from behind Cui Shengxian, wrapped his arms around his waist, and taught him how to knead dough.

The grip of the fingers, the strength of the palm when it goes down.

Kneading and kneading, the taste will change a little.

Song Jae Kyung is always like this, Cui Shengxian thought.

It wouldn't be too surprising to be pushed down on the cooking table.

Song Jae-kyung is still very integrated into the role, with his hips crossed in an angry manner, "Why are you so stupid, it seems that I will try and teach by myself."

In non-private places, it is not easy to undress and untie your belt.

Cui Shengxian revealed his chest weapon very cooperatively, and let Song Zaijing play with it.

Following her hand into her short skirt, Cui Shengxian realized that this guy didn't wear bottoms or pants at all.

So it's clear from this one, it's not a temporary idea after kneading the dough halfway!It's basically Song Zaijing|A gallant kitchen play that was premeditated and planned!

Cui Shengxian raised his forehead, his wife is so good at playing, how can she break it!Could it be that the hard work of kneading dough and making glutinous rice balls that he told her was all dough play and glutinous rice ball play in her ears? !

But the arrow was on the string and had to be launched. Besides, Song Zaijing made it clear that he wanted to continue, so Cui Shengxian had to risk his life to stay with him to the end.

However, the key question of "Jingjing, is there a camera in the kitchen?" is still to be paid attention to.

It is wonderful to be photographed, even though it is my own home, it is also very scary.

"No." Song Zaijing returned quickly.

Cui Shengxian also relaxed his heart.

Fingers shuttled through her narrow vagina, feeling her qingdong, and my chest was also full of fighting spirit.

Song Zaijing enjoyed the tiao|flicking of his fingers, and thought to himself, there is no camera, only infrared rays are installed.

But she has a cheat, [Xiaozao] has received the command to erase all the images captured by the infrared rays.

So, what is she afraid of? !

Replace your fingers with a large object of n sizes, and the feeling of being fully charged and repelled is so good that it explodes.

Song Jae-kyung was completely hugged by Cui Shengxian, with both hands and feet hanging on him like a koala.Under the peach petals is the flour that was accidentally knocked over just now. Compared with the dough that Cui Shengxian kneaded with both hands in the afternoon, the flour now seems to be more useful. It is mixed with sweet liquid and smashed into white nian| chou.

"Look, I said that I will teach you how to knead dough, right?" Song Zaijing leaned against his ear, smiling very slyly.

Yes, this is the correct way to open the kneading dough.

"pici, pici, puci..."