The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 479: Itchy…

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No matter how strong his concentration is, there is a reaction under him

There was a layer of **** in the eyes, "Xiaoyan, come down first, I will find food for you."

The storage ring contains many easy-to-store foods, all of which are prepared for her.

Huan Qingyan's little temper came up, "I'm not, I'm going to eat you, uncle, you fragrant..."

Speaking, I lowered my head and licked towards Jimoya's face. Lilac-like tongue licked on Jimoya's face indiscriminately, as if every time I licked it, I could absorb the fragrance of Jimoya's body. His face was intoxicated.

Jimoya couldn't bear it, no need to bear it anymore. He gently pressed her head to stop moving, his lips moved up, gently teasing gently and carefully, "Girl, your own fire, you Now I’m responsible..."

Huan Qingyan was held still and didn't know how to be shy. Her low IQ kept her from realizing what is a relationship between men and women.

I just thought it seemed wrong, but soon, she realized that Jimoya's saliva seemed to be more fragrant, and his lips and tongue invaded.

"Um, uncle..."

The voice is delicate and sweet, which is extremely attractive to Jimoya's brain.

Jimoya's eyes dispersed again, as if on fire, his fingers stroked the delicate skin on her neck, and forced her to open her mouth aggressively, revealing her ****, gently sucking and sucking for a while , Stirred slowly.

The previous few kisses, she was all kinds of resistance, this time, she was so obediently and smoothly.

He was also afraid of scaring her, so he left the gentle wind kiss, the more intimate, the more dissatisfied.

I didn't want to touch her at first, but now I don't want to touch and touch her, so I deepened the kiss, and put my hand into her shirt.

"Well, uncle, no, you make me itchy..." Huan Qingyan twisted.

The voice is soft, with a hint of fragrance.

Jimoya breathed heavily, still not letting go of her lips, and caught a glimpse of the undulating mountains on her chest. The snow was shining, and he did not return to her, gestured, covered her, squeezed softly. Pinch it up...

Huan Qingyan was playing with him in this way, and her aura gradually became messy. She didn't know why this happened. She felt a little panicked and started to struggle.

"Uncle...I don't want to eat you anymore..."

The voice was pitiful, but with a temptation, the ending sound was eaten by Jimo Ya.

Jimoya let go of her lips, and gradually slid down, "Eat for a while, I don't mind..."

Speaking, turned her over from above, and pressed her underneath...

Jimoya's whole body fell down. He originally just wanted to steal the incense, but during this period of time, Huan Qingyan had been punished by teasing him several times, but he didn't expect to get out of control.

Half of Huan Qingyan's clothes have been faded by Jimo Ya, and the scenery is boundless. But the key parts haven't moved yet, no matter how unbearable Mo Ya is, he doesn't want to use strong ones on her.

Looking down in Huan Qingyan's ear, bewitched, "Xiaoyan, do you want to continue eating uncle? It tastes very good."

The voice is already extremely suppressed.

The desire under him is almost exploding, squeezed between the legs of Huan Qingyan through the thin cloth.