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    The flesh wall clung to his thick length, causing his penis to tremble and almost leak out.

    He took a deep breath and slowed down his thrusting slightly.

    “No?” Fu Yuan licked his slightly dry lips, “Then have you been waiting for your husband to come back for the past hundred years?”

    “Hmm~” She hummed for a long time. I don’t know if it was an unintentional moan from being fucked, or she was answering him honestly.

    “You’ve always loved me, haven’t you?”

    When he asked the last three words, he didn’t even realize that his voice was trembling.

    “Love…” she said breathlessly, “Yao Yao loves her husband the most~”

    “In this case, why do you need to untie the red rope?”

    In fact, there is no need for her to untie it. After his death, the red rope bond between the two will naturally be untied.

    Thinking of this, Fu Yuan felt that his heart was sore and painful, and he felt like crying.

    “Because…” She hesitated.

    The most sensitive soft meat in her vagina was being rubbed by the round glans. She screamed “uh uh ah ah” twice before continuing intermittently.

    “I wait for you every day, but I can’t wait~ I got angry for a moment, so… um~ I got rid of it…”

    Angry?

    Fu Yuan frowned and said in a hoarse and low voice: “Then do you know that doing this will make me very sad.”

    “Uuuuuuu~” Yao Yao didn’t know how to answer. He thrust deep and hard again and again, and was fucked until he shed physiological tears.

    He sighed, thinking about the man he saw today, and felt a little blocked.

    “That Kang Luo, no matter what, is not someone worthy of your trust for life…”

    He spoke to her earnestly, knowing that she was confused and couldn’t hear anything, but he still wanted to talk to her.

    He had mixed feelings in his heart, and after doing it for a while, he suddenly said: “That’s all, after I’m gone, I won’t care who you want to marry.”

    “But…”

    Thinking of her resistance to him when he reunited with her today, his heart suddenly felt a dull pain, which was much more painful than when Wu Zhou almost had his heart ripped out.

    “But can you stay with me for a little longer now?”

    It was treated as the last farewell. After this time, he was in a state of disbelief, she forgot the past, and they never met again.

    “It’s just for a little while, don’t worry, it won’t take you long.”

    His volume gradually decreased, and as he spoke, his voice was somewhat choked.

    His big palm suddenly touched her little flower core, and while teasing the congested and hard little flower bean, he used his big cock to fuck the wet and slippery pussy hard.

    He thrust faster and faster, and some emotions that had been suppressed for a long time came out of his brain like a volcano erupting.

    The big hard cock moved in and out of the hole ferociously, and the juice produced was like paste at the entrance of the hole. With his violent thrusting, it splashed onto his egg sac and pubic hair.

    “Meow~” The intense pleasure swept over her like a strong wind and huge waves. She couldn’t hold it back, and a large wave of clear and transparent spring tide suddenly shot out from her lower body, wetting his lower abdomen.

    The flesh hole twitched in waves, twisting the man’s penis tighter and tighter.

    “Ah…” He growled, his penis trembled inside her body, and thick semen spurted out from the bell mouth, pouring into the depths of the flower heart.

    Yao Yao was fucked by him all night, and he didn’t stop till daybreak.

    When she woke up, her whole body ached, as if she had been run over by a car. Her legs were so weak that she couldn’t close them.

    The scene of her falling out with Fu Yuan last night suddenly flashed through her mind. She was startled and quickly looked to her side.

    Fu Yuan was sleeping soundly next to her. His thick short black hair had somehow turned into long silver hair overnight.

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