第三百零八章(7/7)

                                                                                                      秃顶中年没急着进入，还是在两片湿哒哒的鲍鱼间摩擦。
                                                                                                                                                                袁静露出了痛苦的神色，咬着红唇道：“进……进来吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                “什么进去？”
                                                                                                                                                                “你的……热狗。”袁静羞耻无比道。
                                                                                                                                                                “你想要吗？”秃顶中年笑道。
                                                                                                                                                                袁静连忙点点头，肥臀不停的扭动。
                                                                                                                                                                “那求求我吧，求我，我就满足你。”秃顶中年坏笑道。