和Mr.Y的分手炮(5/6)

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                                                                                                                   许是我太重了,他操了一会儿还是又把我放回了地面。我撅着屁股趴在桌子上,像临刑的犯人,等着刽子手给我痛快。站着双腿总免不了夹得紧些,他再进来的时候,我叫得更厉害了——我终于也有一刻,把他给钳住了。
                                                                                                                                                                他一只手扶在我腰上,准确地说,是穿过了腰上的旗袍,伸进了腰里,一边操我,一边另一只手拍着我的屁股。
                                                                                                                                                                “啊~不要打我嘛~”
                                                                                                                                                                “不打你?你是不是巴不得我赶紧走,好让别人操你?”
                                                                                                                                                                “没……没有啊……我不要……不要别人操我……你快……用力……给我啊……都给我……”
                                                                                                                                                                他进攻得愈来愈快,像是要把自己都塞进我的身体里……等我再次感受到那种跳动的时候,他已经整个贴在我背上了。我扭过头,对着他脸上亲了他一下。
                                                                                                                                                                他回过神后,抱着我回了我一个好几分钟的湿吻。我被亲得又感觉不太对,推开他问道:“你是不是又想被我搞了?”
                                                                                                                                                                换他满脸惊恐了:“歇会儿行吗?”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                     

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