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Xing Likun hugged Song Jin's leg and tried to pump it, his palms were sweaty and slippery, and he could hardly hold Song Jin's shoulder blades.

Song Jin was pushed forward and slid forward. He threw his head back and groaned loudly. The soreness, numbness and pain exploded in the cracks in his bones, twisting his tendons and connecting his flesh, all of his reserve and shyness were wiped out.

Xing Likun's strong muscles were stained shiny and hot with sweat, outlining a pure man's sexiness, his eyes were full of lust, it was the first time he did it so aggrieved, and it was also the first time he did it so well——

Just because this person is Song Jin.

Unlike those mistresses and mistresses who swayed their waists and hips in front of him, this was his treasure, his daughter-in-law!

Song Jin's rabbit eyes were red, and she bit people with tears in her eyes. The pain was so painful, no wonder you didn't call me a donkey, you are a living donkey yourself!Donkey whip it is!

The execution of Li Kun seemed to be a labor of love. He couldn't see the bottom of it for a long time. He might have to hurt for a long time. Song Jin closed his eyes and moved forward, swallowing the remaining half an inch. The meat head violently opened the fragile intestines and stabbed it to the deepest part, causing his whole body to tremble violently, tears flying instantly!

Xing Likun's eyes were red, he growled and suppressed the desire to thrust violently, several veins appeared on his neck.

Song Jin's insides were bouncing around and stimulating him, Xing Likun didn't dare to move, and was reluctant to pull it out, so he could only tightly wedge Song Jin, forced to go to heaven by that intense pleasure, and fell into hell again .

Xing Likun has never seen anything like this before, the innermost part is soft and hot, slowly rubbing against his top, making him itch to the bone, he really wants to get out of his stance and have a big fight!

And this ass is the only one for Second Master Xing, who stamped it!

Xing Likun couldn't restrain himself anymore, his reason cracked, he roared and pushed him hard into the water bed!

The hard, hot cock pushed away the soft flesh and crashed into the abdominal cavity, intertwining their fingers and searing them together, they couldn't tear them apart again.

This affair is a complete oath of ownership, Han Cheng, Cheng Yue, and Li Mingyu don't want to get in between them again, there is no way, there is not even a gap!

Xing Likun's shoulders and back moved, his muscles were tough and powerful, and the hot sweat hit Song Jin's chest, and the mist rose up, moistening each other's eyes.

Song Jin was suddenly brushed against a certain point, and electric currents ran wildly in his limbs, like a big white fish thrown on the shore, writhing and struggling desperately, moaning and being strangled by intermittent breathing, the extreme pleasure burst out of the swelling pain, which almost made him faint. Get over it.

"It's here." Xing Likun snorted, shook his hips and poked it a few times, then suddenly folded Song Jin's half body, thrust and fucked him wide open, stirring up a piece of foam in the anus , splashed on the hair of the two people, and slid down along Song Jin's buttocks, and the water bed that was shaken was scattered everywhere.

"Uhhhh-"

Song Jin howled, his scalp exploded, and he felt like he was going to be pierced through his stomach by that weapon in the next second, hitting his heart and brain, splitting his whole body in half!

His newly hardened babe is against Xing Likun's abdominal muscles, swinging obscenely with the rhythm of penetration, and the forced bliss in his ass together grinds his nerves, making his limbs twitch uncontrollably , the toes curled up, and the second orgasm arrived in an instant!

"Baby, is it cool? Did I make you feel good?"

Xing Likun sucked Song Jin's neck, licked his wet eyeballs, fell in love with Song Jin's expression of being fucked to the point of despair, leaned over and fucked harder.

He suddenly hugged Song Jin and turned around, grabbing his waist and crotch, pushing his red penis in from behind vigorously, thrusting hard!

Song Jin was sensitive after the orgasm, and couldn't stop humming and panting in a low voice. The bird's head spit out a stream of transparent water, and then stood up with difficulty... His knees were trembling, and he couldn't even kneel, and his entire upper body fell into the water On the bed, the buttocks were wet, and there were red, white and white marks from being pinched.

During the last few sprints, Xing Likun held Song Jin and sat in his arms, and inserted him deeply and hard. Song Jin trembled, her buttocks, which were scalded by the hot liquid, trembled, and she also ejaculated together. up.

The red sun was setting in the west, and in just half an afternoon, Song Jin was squeezed clean from head to toe, and there was no trace of stock in her balls. He muttered, his small mouth could not be closed, and thick white body fluids dripped out.

His face was flushed, his eyes were closed, his voice was hoarse, his whole body was numb, he couldn't feel his waist and buttocks, and it hurt to touch a bird even slightly.

On the other hand, the bear man, full of energy and contented, was hugging him and talking hooligans shamelessly.

The gap between physical strength and stamina... Song Jin really wanted to fuck.

After getting tired and crooked enough, the daughter-in-law was about to fall asleep, and Xing Likun carried him into the room. When he stood up, he felt wrong. Why is the water bed so short?

He glanced sideways, my good fellow, half of the conservatory was flooded, where did Xia Jun buy this defective product?It's so good that I didn't hit my wife!

Song Jin didn't feel well, and twisted in a daze, "Kun'er, wash...wash me..."

Xing Likun was teased until his heart became weak, and he lowered his head and kissed him twice, "Success, ancestor, let's stop rubbing it first."

His adam's apple was full of fire, and the gun was strong when he stepped down. One misfire was not enough to solve the problem, but he felt sorry for his wife, afraid of scaring people, afraid that Song Jin's body would not be able to bear it.

The future will be long, I would rather hold back the men than spoil the wife.

Song Jin fell into a deep sleep this time, if it wasn't for the fact that he could turn over while snoring, Xing Likun would have sent him to the hospital.

One of them was lying under the covers, and the other was guarding by the bedside. The one who slept did not eat or drink, and the one who woke up did not move.

Xing Likun really hurts, Song Jin's pale and supple skin makes him not have a good place, hickeys are covered with hickey marks, and there are green marks on his waist and crotch, no matter how restrained he is, he is also The strength of the hand that can pinch the steel pipe.

In the afternoon of the second day, Song Jin woke up, her eyelids were swollen, and she couldn't gather the light for a long time.

Xing Likun picked him up and asked impatiently, "Is it still a treasure? Are you hungry? Thirsty?"

Song Jin was confused for a long time, and choked out a sentence, "Go to the bathroom first..."

After lying in bed for twenty hours, my bladder was about to explode.

All his sufferings started when he went to the bathroom—the bones all over his body were creaking and grinding, and he couldn’t get out of bed at all, especially the inside of his buttocks, it was cold and cold like a flower had been stabbed open. There was a layer of ointment on the wooden floor.

After finally being helped to the toilet, that set of guys didn’t listen to what they were doing. They pissed and wet Xing Likun’s pants. The daughter-in-law's fragile bird shook, wiped off the wet marks with her thumb, stuffed it carefully, and hugged him horizontally.

When passing the living room, Song Jin's eyes fell on the varnish solid wood table, a little puzzled.

All the decorations in this room are in accordance with Song Jin's preference, which is homely and warm. There is only this one thing, with tough lines, bare wood color, and a few curled sawdust flowers on the corners, which looks out of place.

Xing Likun stopped, hugged his daughter-in-law and sat down on the sofa, touched the grain of the wooden table with his big hands, "This table, I have been thinking about giving it to you since I finished it, but your convenience store and house are both It was gone, and it was thrown into the basement...only now did I see the light."

Song Jin was taken aback, thinking of the broken glass coffee table in the second-hand house, he couldn't tell what it was like.

This man made a wooden table that was a hundred times stronger, and cleaned the glass shards in his heart, and put strong wooden beams inside, so that his heart would never collapse again.

After doing it with real swords and guns, the atmosphere between the two people looks different, especially the ironing post is very intimate, like the positive pole of the power supply is connected to the negative pole, and the invisible wire is running through the bone-crushing current.

Breathing closer and closer, Song Jin slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, and his cheeks were flushed.

The window on the side of the living room suddenly clicked, and someone jumped in neatly, and they were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"Oh shit..."

Little Bailong froze there, almost crying, he was really unlucky, he thought that this place was empty and no one lived there, so he came in to hide for a few days, and unexpectedly ruined his brother Kun's good deed... The last time he was in Song Dynasty I would like to talk nonsense with you, misunderstood the mother-in-law's mother-in-law as a foolish account of the third and fourth, and it is still in the book.

Song Jin struggled out of Xing Likun's arms in a panic, stretched his neckline and pulled his hem, and sat up with a flat face, but he couldn't stand for three seconds, and then leaned on Xing Likun's shoulder again, his butt hurt and he didn't have much energy.

Xing Likun snorted heavily, "Damn it, you really know how to pick your time."

Xiao Bailong's face was covered with gauze. The fight against the Thai underground boxing champion the day before yesterday was extremely difficult. He was disfigured and his bone fracture was painful. In the community, he felt very guilty, afraid that Liu Zhao would come to him.

Fortunately, when Xing Likun was doing the decoration, he helped stare at it for two days and recorded the fingerprints of the access control, otherwise I really don't know where else to hide from people.

Even if Xing Likun really beat him up, it would be better than facing Liu Zhao.

A grunt broke the silence, Xiao Bailong touched his stomach, Song Jin blushed, "...it's mine."

Xing Likun carried Xiaobailong into the kitchen, he didn't know how to cook, but Xiaobailong lived alone for more than ten years, and he has a good handicraft, so it's not for nothing to deliver it to your door.

Xiao Bailong also peeked at the red marks on Song Jin's neck and the back of his hands, and ran against Xing Li Kun, "Brother Kun, your home run is too exaggerated."

Xing Likun pointed to the tooth marks on his chin, he didn't bother to talk to him, and laughed at fifty steps.

Xiao Bailong clutched his chin, and his smile suddenly became bitter, "Brother Kun, does it really hurt that much after the man is done...I think my sister-in-law can't even sit upright."

Xing Likun took the noodles from the cabinet, "Look at the size and technique."

Xiao Bailong squatted there to choose vegetables, "If the size is big, the skill is not good..."

"Anal fissures are considered minor." Xing Likun's thoughts changed, and he kicked him, "Damn you, why don't you put that kid Liu Zhao to bed?"