Chapter 178
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Chapter 178
Mu Ye quickly took off Yin Shuang Shuang’s pants and inserted his fingers into the small hole. After confirming that Yin Shuang Shuang was also wet, he hurriedly took out his hard meat stick, held it, glans against the small hole, straightened his waist, and stuffed the meat stick in.
“Ah..ah…” The sudden firmness that filled the small hole made Yin Shuang Shuang hug Mu Ye’s neck and sigh comfortably. It’s a pity that her face was covered with special effect makeup, and they won’t be able to kiss because of the makeup.
Mu Ye didn’t care. He took her fingertips and put them in his mouth to bite, then hugged her waist, pressed her against the wall, and pushed her up fiercely.
The meat stick smashed the hole repeatedly, and the sound of the meat stick inserted into the water hole reverberated in the lounge, accompanied by Yin Shuang Shuang’s trembling moan of lewd waves, which stimulated Mu Ye even more violently. The two snow breasts also turned over the dazzling milky waves. After a while, a small pool of lewd water flowed from the intersection of the two on the ground.
When the climax came, Yin Shuang Shuang’s legs couldn’t help pinching his waist, but Mu Ye’s movements were unaffected. He still smashed Yin Shuang Shuang to death like a pile driver. No matter how she cried and begged, he didn’t stop moving. It was still under the tightening of her small pussy during the orgasm that the concentrated essence that had been accumulated for a long time was shot in, which made Yin Shuang Shuang’s body tremble again.
After these hot activities, the desire was relieved, and Mu Ye finally intended to sit on the sofa with Yin Shuang Shuang in his arms. His meat stick was still inserted into her body. When walking, the semen was mixed with the lewd water. He didn’t care if it was so sticky. On the contrary, he likes the feeling of the two sticking to each other so tightly.
Holding her on the sofa and stroking her back, the two talked about small things, and Mu Ye’s hand touched her breasts uncomfortably from time to time.