第二百零二章多重人格(1/8)

乔桥觉得趴在自己身上的简直就是一只野兽。
                                                                                                                                                                男人紧紧箍着她的腰，手指因为用力早就在她腰侧的皮肤上掐出了青青紫紫的痕迹，可即便这样他也不肯稍稍放松一点，好像一刻不抓紧，乔桥会就随风飞走似的。
                                                                                                                                                                下半身被某个无耻的器官来回贯穿，越是疼痛穴口越是无意识地绞紧，梁季泽虽然一声不吭，但愈发粗重的喘息暴露了他的兴奋和嗜血。
                                                                                                                                                                乔桥咬着牙，觉得体内被搅得四分五裂，连肠子都绞缠在一起，炽热的东西出出进进，每一下都重重的击打在她最敏感脆弱的地方，快感被湮没得差不多了，只有生生的痛楚提醒着乔桥她正经历什么。
                                                                                                                                                                “疼吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                修长的手指凑到乔桥脸颊边，替她擦去一滴眼泪。
                                                                                                                                                                乔桥把脸别过去，倔强地不肯说话。
                                                                                                                                                                “看你流泪，好心疼。”
                                                                                                                                                                嘴上冠冕堂皇，动作却没有一点心慈手软，梁季泽掐住乔桥的大腿，将阴茎向更深的地方挤进去，直到把身下之人逼得脊背都拉直，额头布满冷汗，他也终于确认龟头严丝合缝地抵上了子宫口，才终于肯停下。
                                                                                                                                                                “像个柔软的小碗，扣在我的宝贝上。”
                                                                                                          

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