I nodded, and since I couldn't escape, I prepared for death.
I stood back slightly, letting the overhead beam hit my chest. The first tuner came over. He was tall and burly, with no strands on his body except for a hood. He walked slowly and looked carefully. He walked past me, and my tight heartstrings loosened a little. Suddenly he turned around, hurriedly approached, caressed my breasts with both hands, and then grabbed my left arm, where there was a bruise where the bracelet was worn, he leaned close to my ear, and his heavy breath rushed into my ear: " Hua Xin, it's actually you, why did you come? Since you chose this path, why did you leave me?!"
I'm really afraid of what's coming, bad luck seems to have turned into a mole on my body. I suddenly realized, "So you are a tuner, so which girl am I?"
He didn't answer but suddenly hugged me, "Do you know how long I've been looking for you?" He let out a sigh of relief, "From the time you left until now, God, let us meet again in a place like this"
"Yeah! That's ridiculous. I've clearly been out of your hands," I said to him sadly.
He slammed around my waist with one hand and the back of my neck with the other. He ate my entire mouth with one mouth. His heartbeat was hitting my heart so strongly that I couldn't escape.
Countless spotlights shone on the two of us. The host started to explain, and someone patted him, indicating that it was time for him to perform on stage.
He reluctantly left my mouth and looked at the swollen purple giant stuck between our stomachs. He pinched my waist with both hands, adjusted his posture, shoved his purple yam into my hole, and took my butt to the stage. The sound of "Oh!" off the stage caused a wave of hormones.
He held my buttocks and slammed it hard for a dozen times, until I couldn't help letting go of the scream, then put me on the mat, held my neck with his hands, and lifted my upper body up, The dark eyes stared at me, "Where have you gone? I can't see you, I can't even breathe, Hua Xin! My Hua Xin!" He kissed my lips, his big hand on mine Walking around, my body was excited by being touched, and I responded to him with a slight trembling. He seems to be my spell, look into his eyes and my heart sinks; touch his hand and my body sinks.
sinking, closing my senses, I only see him in my eyes, and my ears only hear his breathing, heartbeat, and his murmur. He bit my lip, teased my nipples, fiddled with my pussy lips, rubbed my clitoris, and all my responses were instinctive, not acting.
He knelt beside me, held my head with one hand, inserted the dick into my mouth, pumped it lightly, and played with my clitoris with the other hand, tapping, twisting, rubbing, grinding . The excitement in the lower body overshadowed the displeasure in the mouth, and he quickly inserted his two fingers into the buttonhole, making me scream and squirt.
He turned his body down, filled my little hole again, pulled out the whole root, and inserted it all the way, without hesitation. After a bit of pistoning, he pressed against my heart, lifted my right leg and moved it to the left, pulling my right hand and thrusting, which he once said was very attractive, and the pressure on the legs together increased. It just twisted the woman's waist, and soon, he lifted my butt into a kneeling position. He especially liked this position, and sprinted violently, making me cry.