Visitation is the perfect beautiful girl.
You'll be eagling at your heart just because you stared into those clear eyes.
Lips that never lose moisture swell plenty, and the laughter you can do when you laugh is adorable.
Each piece of long chestnut hair is thin, and when touched by hand, it drops zero.
It has a vibrant atmosphere, but it is full of vitality.
Just breathing the same air invigorates me, and I don't think my life is bad.
Such a perfect girl was hitting on my meat stick right now.
"Ngu, Ngu, Ngu, Ngu, Ngu, Ngu"
The only part of my cock that comes to my mouth for a big cock is the turtle head.
Still, however, the pleasure received was unusual.
So much so that I wonder if the saliva itself, which is in the mouth of the visitor, contains pleasant substances.
Moreover, he is currently not wearing anything on his upper body.
Huge double hills rock every time you move your mouth.
"Mm-hmm, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho"
"Oh... come and live, I don't feel good"
Soft visiting lips covering the turtle head.
When you look at me more chilly, you only laugh for a moment, and the visitor keeps putting his turtle head in his mouth.
Gu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu. And I heard a stirring of saliva in my mouth.
A wave of saliva hits the tortoise head, confusing the brain with irregular pleasure.
"Mm-hmm... Okaya-kun's big... this is the limit..."
Keep your mouth off the tortoise head, and your visitation frowns.
He looked at me like he was playing a game that was difficult to attack. [M]
"Me, my mouth is tiny..."
"Feel good enough."
"I hope so..."
The clear liquid my son was spitting was on the mouth of his visitor.
If you lick it with a pepper, the commute will strangle you.
"Do more?
"... if it's hard to lick me"
"Oh... did you have that hand"
Drinking saliva, the visitor smiled.
And grab my meat stick and secure it so it doesn't move.
Close your face and start licking the trunk like kissing.
The fine pleasure came up all over my body in fright.
An obscene noise sounds and the back of my ear twitches and gets hot.
"Nchu, chu, chu, chu pu...... eh, chu"
Lick the turtle head, lick the border with the skin.
Carefully nagging to taste the large stick ice cream.
On the way, I'm going to bite the trunk with my lips and stroke it with my gripping fingers.
I couldn't stand it and reached for my visiting chest sitting on the couch.
Then gently rub the massive chest.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
My hands felt soft on my chest, twitching and paralyzed.
The meat stick swells to its limit, and my whole body is delighted with the kiss from the commute.
"Come... oh, come..."
"Nchupu, Nchupu, uuuuuuuuuu, hey, cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"It feels too good! Feeling good!
"Ham, Chu, Chu, Okaya...?
Let go of my lips and come see me.
He looks at me like he's begging for something with his chest rubbed by me.
"What's up...?
"Wow, I... you know..."
and voices alongside breath where the commute is hot.
And I moved my hand closer to my skirt than I was holding the meat stick.
"The..."
Hands close to the skirt gather just in the hidden part of the visiting disgrace.
And the visitor grabbed the skirt.
He rubbed his chest when he fronted and crushed his face against my arm.
"Mine too..."
"You want me to touch you?
At first, the visiting body reacts perfectly.
A coming-of-age where you shove your skirt-shaking hand against your groin, as if you were putting up with peeing.
And when I glanced, I nodded slightly.
I slowly put my commute to bed on the couch.
I sat at the foot of my visit.
And I put my hand inside my skirt.
Put your hands on the shorts.
The visitors lie down and say nothing.
I moisturize my eyes to tears and look far away.
I can see my chest is up and down big and my breath is up.
"The skirt... don't turn..."
When he tried to take off his shorts, he said that his visit was only to the ground.
Easily take off your shorts and grip them in my right hand.
Shorts in light yellow that would be brassiere and set.
Lovely decorated with black cloth on lace.
I actually felt that warm even though there was no hot air out there.
When I put those shorts on the couch, I put my hands in my skirt again.
Like I was told, the skirt didn't turn.
"Ha..."
Coming to give you a heavy sigh.
The visitor looks like he's lost and in trouble on a road he doesn't know about.
I don't know what to do.
Can we keep going?
Or should I turn back?
Such a stray was found in the expression of coming to the habitat.
I touched my visiting thigh. [M]
And move on to the tip of that smooth thigh.
Coming to town with your skirt in your hand.
Don't try to look at me. I'm just waiting for something.
"Come to live... scratch my legs"
"But"
"You want me to touch you, don't you?
"Yes, but..."
The visitor breathed heavily on his shoulder.
"Yes, but... I might be scared of something"
"Because I touch you gently..."
"Hmmm... already... yes..."
Slowly, and only the sushi came to the house to tear his legs apart.
I deliberately touched my visiting thighs and proceeded to the back.
"Ahem."
A visit surprised my body.
And look at me like I'm surprised.
He has his eyes open and his mouth half-opened.
"Now what?
"Huh? I only touched the sushi... I think"
"Really just rubbing?
"Oh, oh..."
It was only for a moment, but I did seem to have touched my visiting pussy.
I didn't see it with my eyes because of what I was doing in my skirt.
But the index finger on his right hand, which let him enter the back of his skirt, was wet with a sagging liquid.
"Wow... I feel it..."
The visitor looked at me with his eyes closed.