The taxi drove through the heavy green shades between the roads, then drove past an old stone bridge across the mountain stream to the entrance of a villa at the foot of a mountain.

The security personnel at the door of the villa were strictly inspected and the car could not enter. Song Wen simply got out of the car, paid the driver to leave, and then called Huang Xi. Huang Xi happened to be at home, otherwise he would have to walk back with his legs. This place is still far from the road, and if he wanted to go out and take a ride, it would probably be dead.

After a while, Huang Xi drove out to pick him up and obtained an entry and exit certificate for him so that he would not have to register in the future.

The high-end villa group of Xiaoyaoyou is located on the mountain. The villas are staggered one by one. The prices on each floor are different. The tops of the top are exclusive and the prices are the most amazing. The tops of several hills are flattened and turned into a golf course. The car drove by the side, and the breath of fresh grass came over me. You can vaguely see some people playing on the court.

Huang Xi is worthy of being a rich and rich woman. The villa is located at the highest point. When you climb up to see the vast sea, the vast sea is vast. The jungle next to it is lush and the court is green and grassy. If you breathe, you will be filled with fresh air, which seems to be filled with the breath of the sea. The breeze blows, and your clothes and hair flutter, floating like a fairy.

"Your side is good!" Song Wen stood on the balcony of the villa and looked outside, and said with emotion.

"Of course." Huang Xi said proudly, walked towards the refrigerator and asked, "What do you want to drink?"

“Cherry juice.”

“Cherry juice?”

"Didn't you see the cherries I brought?"

Huang Xi really didn't see the cherries he brought. She just cared about joy and sweethearts, and didn't care about anything else. She took out the cherries to juice them, then gave Song Wen a cup, and also took a cup of them herself, holding the cherry juice in her hand, tasted it softly, and felt it was fresh and sweet, extremely delicious.

"Are these cherries from the cherry trees by the lake? It's red now."

"Yes." Song Wen nodded, looked at the spacious space of the villa, stared at Huang Xi and asked, "Didn't you hire a nanny at home?"

Perhaps at home, she was wearing a pair of fat jeans and a fat white shirt casually, with a slightly exposed look. The fan lace inside showed a snow-white shirt, and she could clearly see the seductive fullness inside, and Song Wen's eyes were straightened.

"No, I'm the only one who hires a nanny, but every week I invite the housekeeping company's cleaning staff to come and clean. Are you hungry? I'll cook something for you to eat." Huang Xi said. Not only did he not blame his lover's passionate eyes, he was secretly happy. Which woman doesn't want her lover to like her?

“Aren’t you the most delicious snack?”

As he said that, Song Wen drank the juice in the cup and walked towards Huangxi. After not seeing each other for many days, the tenderness of longing, the affection of longing, and the soft love had already burned him, and he couldn't wait to enjoy the tenderness that had not tasted for a long time.

"I haven't finished drinking it yet?" Huang Xi said silly.

"Drink other things later."

Song Wen took off the juice from her hand, put it aside, kissed her lips, leaned over her clothes, and unbuttoned the buttons of the shirt one by one. As soon as the clothes were pulled open, a beautiful body suddenly appeared. But seeing Yiren raised her eyebrows, her cheeks were condensed, her nose was greasy, her soft lips were slightly opened, her teeth were exposed, and her thin black hair was spread behind her shoulders. Her watery eyes were shy and shining with a shy and seemingly joyful brilliance, and her pure and elegant temperament.

It made people fascinated. Song Wen hugged her and pressed her hard on the soft sofa, and kissed her.

The darkness of Lanjin, the fragrance flows, how can you be so infatuated, as intoxicated as crazy!

The two hugged each other tightly, kissed, loved, and intertwined, and were about to pour out all the longing that had not seen for many days at this moment. After a while of entanglement, Song Wen released his hand from under Huang Xi, explored into the pink lace, climbed up the proud and squeezing, and gently and unrestrainedly. A beautiful feeling of firmness, soft and elasticity, came from his palms, which made people's blood thrilling.

Looking at Huang Xi's beautiful cheeks, Song Wen couldn't help but feel lustful. His fingers gradually gathered, gently stroked the plump top of Yufeng, rubbed and pressed them in circles, and then gently clamped the soft little bud as soft as a small cherry, rubbed gently, and pinched gently.

The strange feeling from the sensitive area of ​​jade, breasts, and tips made Huang Xi feel like he was eaten by an insect, and her body couldn't help but tremble. Love was flowing everywhere, and the bottom was wet. Fang felt shy and felt unconsciously shy, but also filled with a shameful and inexplicable stimulation.

The wasteland that has not been cultivated for a long time coincides with the nectar of dew, and I feel unconscious. With a moan, the autumn eyes are gentle, which is the unspeakable tenderness.

In an instant, Song Wen fell into Huang Xi's affectionate eyes. The passion was like a tide. He quickly took off his body and Yiren's clothes, hugged her and sat on the sofa, and walked in hard. Suddenly, a sound of slapping like rain hitting the banana leaves, with endless spring.

On the sofa, on the table, and on the blanket, the battle was fierce, leaving the mark of love everywhere. Finally, in the bedroom, the two of them stepped into an orgasm, lying weakly on the soft big bed. They were still unsatisfied, and they were tangled tightly, with me in them and I in them, and I didn't want to separate for a moment.

Song Wen hugged Yiren, smelled Yiren's hair fragrance, and looked down.

Although it was not the first time he loved him, he still couldn't believe that his eyes had such a perfect body in the world. Every inch of skin, every pore, every bulge, every depression, is so perfect, so thrilling, so shameless. The perfect shape of the ball, almost clear and delicate, the white skin color as carved as ivory, the delicate and round red breasts, the tips and slightly trembling moving postures all make people excited.

On a closer look, the pair of white and greasy jade mountains, like girls, are not only huge, but also in color, shape and elasticity. The cone-shaped smooth mountain body is not only crystal white, but also smooth and fine, but also has a very straight and symmetrical appearance. The two bright red dots on the top of the mountain are small and round, dazzling, and at first glance they remind people of the first ripe cherries in the woods. The plump jade mountains are very elastic, and can bring a graceful tremor with a gentle touch. After the love, this pair of jade mountains that are so beautiful that they make people crazy exude infinite charm and mature charm, as if they are delicious and juicy and tender fruits waiting for the picking of those who are interested.

Song Wen's eyes were reluctant and didn't want to close, and he stared at the plump snow peak that kept trembling with Huang Xi's breathing and the two erect Acacia beans on the top, red and extremely delicate.

I was so moved that my hands gently stroked the outlines and soft skin that were as beautiful as a knife, making people afraid to look at them. Just after being moisturized, there was an indescribable charm in the beauty. The eyes of Yiren were like the autumn lake water, and under the breeze, countless beautiful ripples appeared from time to time, watery, and just one glance toward others can attract the soul and make people unable to control themselves. I wish I could pounce on it and swallow her into her belly in one mouthful!

Facing such a delicate person, how could he bear it? He couldn't help but indulge in it again
Chapter completed!