第三百一十二章水灵灵的(1/6)

这……这也太大胆了吧，都没经过他同意，乘他打电话的功夫，水灵灵的徐雨灵同学，居然把自己全都解光一丝不着，这回不客气地趴在孙俊玉身下啜吸。
                                                                                                                                                                完全一副不知羞耻的骚狐狸样，趴在地板上，高高翘着白花花的大梨臀，满头乱发天女开花似的遮盖着他那来已被硬扯下一半的下半具，含着他那雄壮不离不弃，甜美吮吸。
                                                                                                                                                                真是寸缕未着，超美裙啊，文胸啊，小内内啊，整堆堆在沙发一角，折叠得整齐样子，象刚洗完阳光下洒完收进来一般。
                                                                                                                                                                也怪他这电话粥煲得太久太久了。
                                                                                                                                                                也怪这小女孩儿胆子太大过于开放了。
                                                                                                                                                                也怪。
                                                                                                                                                                算了，怪什么呢？都脱成这个样子亲成这个样子了，孙俊玉热血都沸腾得要开了，还有什么好怪的呢？
                                                                                                                                                                “挂了？”
                                                                                                                                                                徐雨灵终于从乱发堆里抬起皎如明月灿似桃花的脸，双颊红得胜过苹果，鲜红的嘴唇亮亮的，都有水丝挂下了，眼睛里亦是狐光激射。
                                                                                                                                                                却是俏皮地得意地歪着头笑着。
                                                                                                                                                           

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