Chapter 387

"Ah, wife, don't hurt!" As soon as the teeth bite, Ding Yi's two little points on his chest bear the baptism of fan Zheyun's teeth one by one. With fan Zheyun's action, Ding Yi's body begins to tremble. In his mouth, his breath is getting heavier and heavier. His body is shaking. He puts his arms around fan Zheyun and saves his chest from fan Zheyun's mouth, Another effort forced fan Zheyun to stand up.

"What are you doing, bad husband?" Fan Zheyun finds out Ding Yi's weakness with great difficulty. He is just preparing to clean up Ding Yi. Unexpectedly, he is interrupted by Ding Yi, who is unwilling to shout.

"Hey, good wife, don't torture me any more!" Ding Yi talks again in his mouth. His face looks like a thief, but his two claws are holding fan Zheyun's plump little butt. He tries to pull fan Zheyun's body back to himself, and his body is also close to fan Zheyun's body, constantly rubbing with each other.

"Bad thing, you, what are you going to do?" Fan Zheyun was made to turn her back to Ding Yi by Ding Yi. Her little butt just aimed at Ding Yi's huge and hard high spirited, and she said something in a strange voice. At this time, she already knew Ding Yi's idea. Between the angry words, fan Zheyun's face was full of shyness.

"Hey, wife, my dear wife, what we have to do is, of course, what we love to do!" Ding Yi's mouth is laughing and talking. As he talks, Ding Yi lowers his head, sticks out his big tongue, slides over fan Zheyun's back, and prints a long kiss on fan Zheyun's back. The hot tongue makes fan Zheyun's body tremble again, and his mouth is also a long moan.

"Bad things, bad husband, you are so shameless!" Fan Zheyun's mouth, crisp words, she gently shakes his body, his little butt, just right, so on top of Ding Yi's thing, there is constant friction, two people there, also stick to each other, friction, make two people's heart, passion a burst of more than a burst of excitement up.

"Oh, I'm bad, wife, here I am!" With another call in his mouth, Ding Yi pushes his high spirit towards the mysterious place between fan Zheyun's legs.

"Well!" The long moaning voice came out of fan Zheyun's mouth again. The hard and incomparable great high spirits broke an entrance in the mysterious place. With the moist, along the delicate place, they slid into the deepest place.

"My husband!" Fan Zheyun was intoxicated by the pleasure of long absence. A long call came from his mouth. He turned his head slightly. His eyes looked at Ding Yi with a blurred look. There was more expectation and encouragement in his eyes.

"Wife, I love you!" With this sentence in his mouth, Ding Yi's body began to shake and collide with each other. The big butt also kept shaking in the air. Time and time again, with Ding Yi's strength, he collided with fan Zheyun's body.

"Well, husband, I love you too. For so many years, I have never forgotten my husband!" In his mouth, fan Zheyun spoke affectionately and raised his head. There was a long voice in his mouth. His two little hands were on his legs. He was able to support his body and bear Ding Yi's strong collisions.

For a moment, the language of love filled the room, permeated in the small nest of love. Their passion made the nest very warm. They both tried their best to make up for the past time.

Again and again, the passion is surging, the love is surging, the passion between the two people is surging, the feeling between the two people has completely reached the highest peak, which can not be subsided for a long time. From the bathroom to the bedroom, from the ground floor to the bed, there is no place without evidence of their passion.

Finally, after that time of passion, fan Zheyun and Ding Yi hugged each other tightly and lay on the big bed. They were close to each other's cheeks and felt each other's temperature. They didn't speak, as if they were afraid that an outlet would destroy Liao's warmth.

However, at this time, a sudden telephone ring broke the warmth.