Canary Killing

"I can't do it anymore..." The 40-year-old boy really can't do it anymore. He feels that his butt is going to be on fire, and his legs don't feel much anymore. Back and forth, as if about to break, "I don't have any..."

He can't shoot anything.

Qin Yue lifted Jin Huai'an from the bed, hugged him and sat on the sofa beside him, and sat on his own chair, tossing and turning, panting heavily, kissing Jin Huai'an's collarbone and tits, and said, "Baby ,this is the last time."

The so-called last time means to play until Qin Xue enjoys himself.

However, Canary, who turned her head back into the sea, didn't understand these things. She only thought that the convenience before her was the dawn, so she clamped her buttocks hard, and then began to shake her waist, moaning and crying at the same time.

Looking at Jin Huai'an like this, Qin Yue deeply felt that this person was worthy of being a goblin who could fascinate Li Ru for more than ten years. He thought that he might also be fascinated for more than ten years, maybe even longer... .