第六十七章快乐的顶峰(4/5)

       “不要，不要了，停下来！”
                                                                                                                                                                莫飞烟从没尝试过这样的感觉，她仓惶地伸手抱住他的肩膀，吃力的哀求着，“我不想做了，出去，出去……我不要了！”
                                                                                                                                                                不行，他收不住了。
                                                                                                                                                                邵宇听见了莫飞烟艰难的哀求声，她的声音听起来很难过。他想停下来，但是身体根本不听大脑的指令，一味的寻求更大的欢愉，发疯似的撞击着她的呻部。
                                                                                                                                                                “停下来，我不要做了……”
                                                                                                                                                                莫飞烟快被这种灭顶的快感逼疯了，拼命拍打着他的脊背，最后一口咬在他的肩膀上，下颌骨咬合力量惊人，一口下去，她嘴里就冒出了血腥味。
                                                                                                                                                                “呃。”
                                                                                                                                                                肩膀上的痛感没让邵宇收手，反而像是磕了药般更狠劲的抖动腰部了。
                                                                                                                                                                “不……”
                                                                                                                                                                连续的强烈，让莫飞烟在哭求声中达到了快乐的顶峰，脑海中乍现出一道白光，淹没了她的意识。
                                                                                                                                                                她哆嗦着身子，身体肌肉不断的收紧，抱着邵宇的肩膀，在他身下累的昏厥过去……<

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