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Liu Lang came out of the shower and saw Mingzhu and Zhou Yingying sitting on the bed watching TV seriously. He obviously pretended to be excited. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Sister Mingzhu, you can change your fate. Who of you will come first?"

When Zhou Yingying heard this, she was so scared that she trembled a little. She hurriedly said, "Sister Mingzhu comes first, you can help her." As she said that, she hid behind Mingzhu.

Mingzhu said righteously: "Yes, I'll come first, come."

"Okay, you stand up." Liu Lang was naked and spread his arms.

Mingzhu stood up with a determined look on her face, and Liu Lang held Mingzhu and fell onto the bed.

"Servant~" Liu Lang pressed Mingzhu under him, then kissed her face and slowly kissed her lips.

Zhou Yingying immediately sat on the chair next to her. Her heartbeat was pounding faster and she watched Liu Langguang press against Mingzhu and kissed her.

Mingzhu was kissed by Liu Lang. Although she had watched a lot of this scene on TV and films, the feeling of being kissed was very different from watching TV. She didn't know how to kiss back, so she just let Liu Lang stick his tongue into her mouth, making her feel confused, her feelings fascinated, and her breathing speeded up.

Liu Lang knew Mingzhu was, but he didn't expect that Mingzhu would not kiss him even if he had a 20-year-old woman and her first kiss, which surprised Liu Lang. While kissing, his hands often slid down and slowly untied Mingzhu's bath towel. When his hands grabbed the two soft balls, Liu Lang couldn't help but sigh, it was so big.

He wanted to see why the soft grandmother felt so comfortable to touch. He let go of Mingzhu's mouth, sat on Mingzhu's thigh, and stared blankly at the two bulging breasts. Their beauty was like the appearance of their masters, which could not be described in words.

Mingzhu found that Liu Lang stopped kissing, opened her eyes and saw that he was staring at her grandmother intently. She couldn't help but feel ashamed. She wanted to cover it with her hands, but Liu Lang grabbed her hand and pressed her hands on both sides of her body. In this way, her chest was raised even more.

Mingzhu was a little worried that Liu Lang would not look down on her breasts, so she asked carefully: "Liu Lang...you...do you like them?"

"Hmm? Well, I like... I like it, so beautiful, so happy..." Liu Lang was telling the truth. This pair of grandmas is comparable to Ye Zimei and Zhang Ziyi. However, Liu Lang has no other woman in his heart at this moment, and he has not made such a comparison.

Mingzhu pulled Liu Lang's left hand and placed it on his soft jade rabbit. He gently pressed the back of his hand, causing his fingers to sink into the soft flesh. Mingzhu's voice immediately became trembling. She sighed and said, "Ah... Liu Lang, you are the only man who touched me here. I am so happy. My body has only been touched by the person I like. I like you, Liu Lang, from the first sight, when I saw you under that tree, I fell in love with you, are you willing to get my innocence?"

In addition to satisfying the beauty's wishes, Liu Lang's other reactions were unwise. Therefore, Liu Lang responded with a very gentle touch, as if he was fiddling with two priceless works of art, fearing that he would break them with a little force.

It was said to be rubbing, but in fact it was more like holding it in the hands like a treasure. Liu Lang's head also poked over, pressing his face against the two tender and white soft, and his mouth and nose were all penetrated into the deep flesh, and he was sandwiched in the middle by his soft grandmother.

Following the scene, his tongue stretched out and licked the woman's snow muscles. Zhou Yingying sat in the chair next to her. Looking at such a real-life performance and listening to such a swaying sound, she felt that her body surrounded by a bath towel began to heat up, and the bottom became wet.

"Um...um...um..." Mingzhu closed her eyes tightly, bit her lower lip, and made a sound from her throat that she had never heard before. Even when she was doing it, she could not help but make a sound, but under Liu Lang's palm and lips and tongue, she could not keep the lady's reserve.

When Liu Lang bit the two grapes with his mouth and kissed them, Mingzhu made an unbearable sound of "Hmm...Hmm...". She felt that the two grapes were coming from the sound of numbness, and then her lower body became empty. She remembered the feeling of caressing her lower body with her fingers, and she needed it in her heart.

Liu Lang kissed the grapes on his breasts for a while, then went down, passed his lower abdomen, and kissed the black forest. Mingzhu felt very embarrassed. Fortunately, she washed the bottom inside and out with Qiao Yumei's instructions, so she could let Liu Lang taste it at will.

Mingzhu's heart already belongs to this Liu Lang. Any of his actions can only make her feel physical joy and spiritual warmth, and it is impossible for her to feel disgusted.

Suddenly, Mingzhu pressed Liu Lang tightly on her pussy, and her whole body began to tense. Seeing that Mingzhu was almost going to heaven under Liu Lang's lips and tongue.

Liu Lang cooperated to kiss the Yin Emperor who was some on the crack, and bit it for a while. Finally, Mingzhu trembled and let go of Liu Lang, and his whole body softened.

Liu Lang asked softly, "How do you feel, Sister Mingzhu." While saying that, he gently penetrated a finger and touched a layer of barrier in the crack. Liu Lang knew that it was a membrane, a membrane that symbolized pure.

Mingzhu opened her almond eyes slightly, covered with a layer of mist, looking confused, and her body returned to calm. She said softly: "Ah, I feel good, so... so comfortable, as if it was flying... Liu Lang, I don't want to wait any longer, Liu Lang, let me be your woman, I want to be your woman, I, I can't wait anymore, let's put your big thing in. Come on and mess with me hard."

In her heart, once she handed over her body to her lover, she would become his woman. She wanted to be Liu Lang's woman, not just because of changing her fate. As a woman in her twenties, as long as she thought about it carefully, the credibility of Liu Lang's statement about changing her fate was only half.

Although Liu Lang looked very mysterious, Mingzhu also felt that Liu Lang thought about their feelings. She was thinking that this might be Liu Lang’s excuse. Although it was an excuse, she also believed that she would rather deceive herself. She fell in love with Liu Lang.

After hearing the beauty say the soft "dedication of dedication", Liu Lang felt blood rushing upwards.

Liu Lang stuffed a pillow under Mingzhu's butt, and then signaled Zhou Yingying to come over. Zhou Yingying hesitated, blushed, and looked at Liu Lang with confusion.

Liu Lang said: "Yingying, come on, help me pull Sister Mingzhu's legs, I'm going to call her."

Zhou Yingying lowered her head and sat on Mingzhu's bedside, holding Mingzhu's legs with both hands. In this way, Mingzhu's bottom was completely exposed in front of Liu Lang, and Liu Lang also placed his powerful bottom on the seam and rubbed slowly.

Mingzhu looked at Zhou Yingying's face embarrassedly. She closed her eyes in shame and pretended not to know anything. Zhou Yingying bit her lip and stretched her head curiously, looking down below Liu Lang, and entering the place below Mingzhu.

Mingzhu, who had closed her eyes, felt the strength below Liu Lang, and bursts of fog water couldn't help but erupt, and her mouth was also moaning. "Liu Lang, it's so hard... so hot..."

Zhou Yingying looked at the top-notch sexual officers at close range. Her heartbeats faster and her face was even more favorable. She couldn't help but say, "Ah, Liu Lang, your bottom is so small, Sister Mingzhu's bottom is so small, how can you say you can get in?"

Liu Lang laughed and said, "Hehe, your women's things are very special. You can get in. You should be optimistic."

As he said that, Liu Lang slowly pressed himself into the soft small gap of Mingzhu. He slowly went in. Then, he let Mingzhu eat it in a little bit behind him. Mingzhu's gap was extremely stretched open, and a strand of blood was soaked out.

Zhou Yingying said with concern: "Ah, it's bleeding, Liu Lang, be gentle, Sister Mingzhu will definitely hurt."

After Liu Langyue entered, he stopped moving. He said, "I know that it hurts a little now, and it will be very pleasant later. The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. If you haven't experienced the wind and rain, how can you see the rainbow? You women all have to experience this. Come, Yingying, let me touch your breasts and then look at your little crack. Is there any running water?"

After saying that, Liu Lang pulled away Zhou Yingying's bath towel, a beautiful woman's body was revealed in front of Liu Lang. Liu Lang felt that he had endless blessings.

"Well, Liu Lang, I'm your woman. You said I'm not going to hurt." Mingzhu actually felt very painful under her, as if she was cut from the middle of her body. However, being Liu Lang's woman, the happiness made her endure the physical pain.

Liu Lang kissed Mingzhu's calves on his mouth and said comfortingly: "Sister Mingzhu, I will love you well, don't worry." As he said that, Liu Lang moved below, pressing Mingzhu's breasts, and playing with Zhou Yingying's breasts with the other.

Zhou Yingying was naked in front of Liu Lang and was still touched by her chest. She was at a loss and just hugged Mingzhu's legs and let Liu Lang touch it. In addition to speeding up her breathing, she even deliberately kept motionless in order to cooperate.

Liu Lang didn't want this effect. He looked at his head and wanted to kiss Zhou Yingying's lips. However, Zhou Yingying leaned backward in a reflexive manner. Liu Lang pulled her over with one hand, kissed her forcibly, and invaded her tongue.

Then, his hand slid down and clenched Zhou Yingying's pink small slit.

Mingzhu was confused by Liu Lang's underworld. When she saw Zhou Yingying's breasts hanging in front of her, she reached out to her, grabbed them, and squeezed them hard.

When Liu Lang touched Zhou Yingying's bottom, he felt that there was a flood. He thought that Mingzhu had arrived in heaven once, and Zhou Yingying's bottom showed that he was looking forward to entering and he had to satisfy her.

So, Liu Lang used a drill rod to oil and sent Mingzhu to heaven, making Ming faint; then Liu Lang pushed Zhou Yingying down, Zhou Yingying was stiff, neither responding nor resisting.

After carrying Zhou Yingying's legs, Liu Lang also stuffed a pillow under Zhou Yingying's butt, and then Liu Lang lowered his head and kissed the charming little slit.

Zhou Yingying is a juicy woman. When she kisses her, she is full of secret juice like nectar. The more Liu Lang kisses, the more water she has, the more she drinks, the more she flows out.

It seems that the water leaked below Zhou Yingying, so she had to find a plug to plug it into her. So Liu Lang pulled out from the bottom of Mingzhu, which made Mingzhu in the coma feel that the bottom suddenly became empty and actually woke up from the coma.

Seeing that Liu Lang wanted to say Zhou Yingying, Mingzhu also came to help, but her body was so soft that she couldn't sit up, so she could only help to hold Zhou Yingying's breasts and kiss Zhou Yingying's neck and ears, because she felt very comfortable just now by Liu Lang kissing her like this, so she also let Zhou Yingying enjoy it.

Zhou Yingying was like Liu Lang and Mingzhu. Not only did the water below her increase, but she also began to moan, and she felt a sense of desire in her heart.

Liu Lang raised his head, and the next thing he thought was to rub it in. He held Zhou Yingying's wide pelvis and gently straightened her body. Then, he placed the steaming "pebbles" under him, which was covered with the water that was stained with the pearls and grinded on Zhou Yingying's stitch.

"Ah, Liu Lang, are you going to say that you are coming in?" Zhou Yingying was a little scared and was stiff all over.

Seeing this situation, Liu Lang was different from Mingzhu. Mingzhu had practiced martial arts and her body was much stronger. However, for Zhou Yingying, Liu Lang felt that it was better to take the approach of long pain than short pain.

So, Liu Lang said, "Yes, I said, "You're in. Don't be afraid. Relax, just hurt a little, and then you'll feel very comfortable."

Mingzhu is now here, and she also said in Zhou Yingying's ear: "Yes, it's really comfortable. Relax and let Liu Lang say."

Below Zhou Yingying was pushed by Liu Lang's hot guy. She gasped and rushed again. Her two jade arms stretched out and folded Liu Lang's neck. Her muscles were tense. Her heart had already reached her throat. The moment she had been waiting for for seventeen years was about to come. Her nervous mood was imaginable.

"I said, Yingying, you are my woman." Liu Lang suddenly stabbed Zhou Yingying's Billy.

"Ah..." Zhou Yingying's comparison hit Liu Lang's lower abdomen with a "bang". She seemed to have an iron spear in her body, knocking open the tightly closed door, extremely widening the narrow flesh cavity, tearing the extremely tender sedan muscles apart...

Although Qiao Yumei gave her a vaccination and although she was mentally prepared for the pain, she almost fainted, and her long nails were almost pierced into Liu Lang's neck.

For a few seconds, a hint of resentment arose in Zhou Yingying's heart. She blamed her lover for being so disrespectful to her. She slowly said to Mingzhu, why did she be so cruel to herself? She came in immediately.

In fact, how could Liu Lang not care about her? Liu Lang was thinking that Mingzhu had practiced a horse and chopped her legs. The film under him was sensed with his mental power. It was a mesh film, like a thin piece of toilet paper, suitable for slowly rubbing in and gently piercing it;

Zhou Yingying is a thicker film, and its elasticity is stronger than Mingzhu's. It is like a printed A4 paper. If it is gently pierced, it will definitely make Zhou Yingying more painful.

There are many kinds of women's membranes, so Liu Lang, a master of destruction, will only minimize the pain of women. Zhou Yingying blamed Liu Lang for being wrong.

However, although Zhou Yingying complained that Liu Lang didn't feel sorry for her, the satisfaction and security of becoming Liu Lang's woman accounted for more.

Just now, Liu Lang used his head to find the beauty's small slit and pushed it tentatively a few times. Although it was already very wet, he couldn't get in at all without force. He could only be cruel and gritted his teeth, and spread her tenderness with a "puff" sound. The membrane broke in response, without any blocking effect.

Once the stick was buried, Liu Lang stopped moving. He just used his face to push the beauty's long black hair away, kept licking and kissing her on the white back neck, and reached one hand to the place where Zhou Yingying had a bond with him, touching the little Yin Emperor.

"Wuuu...husband...husband...husband...it hurts so much below me." Zhou Yingying changed her name and acted coquettishly in front of Liu Lang.

Seeing that the beauty's cheeks with tears had turned pale due to the pain, she still had a smile on her face. Obviously, she had no regrets at all. Liu Lang felt very sorry for her, "Don't cry, so Yingying, I... I'm sorry, your membrane is thicker than Mingzhu's, so I came in all of a sudden, so that you'd be shorter than long pain. You, relax a little, and you won't hurt for a while..."

With Liu Lang's kiss and the movements on his hands, Zhou Yingying no longer felt pain. A fire rose from below, and she felt extremely numb and itchy. She wanted Liu Lang to move. Only by moving can she feel better than sewing. So Zhou Yingying moaned: "Honey...husband... said I...ah, I want it."
Chapter completed!