Chi Xiaoman's pajama pants were loosely lifted on his hips, and it was particularly difficult to lift his feet to climb the cent platform to drill the railing.
Qiao Ning stretched out his arm to pick her up, hugged Chi Xiaoman when he stepped down, and buried his face in her hair happily: "Ah, co out!"
Chi Xiaoman lifted his pants up again with both hands, and instantly the pants wet with all kinds of obscene liquids were touched together with the sweat droplets and mucus on his thighs, and the wet pussy felt extrely uncomfortable to the touch.
"Hiss......" Chi Xiaoman inhaled, his legs indecently split and pulled the pants he lifted down again, "Don't hug it, my pants are sticky to my legs!"
"Is it wet again?" Qiao Ning's answer didn't make sense, hugged Chi Xiaoman's waist, left a series of kisses on her ear and cheek, and slurred her speech, "Sister is so powerful, I'll touch ......"
Chi Xiaoman lifted her pants and was still salivated by Qiao Ning's greasy face, she grabbed Qiao Ning's hand angrily, "You say it again?"
Qiao Ning snorted twice, hugged Chi Xiaoman horizontally, and ran towards the parking place, hippie smile, "Don't dare to ......"
"Huh, you, let
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