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    The driver drove the car to the garage, got out of the car and left.

    In the car, Sheng Xia was pressed down on the back seat by a man and fucked. Her legs had been extended to the front seat, and the other leg was hitting the window. The man was pressing on her, and the giant thing was pushing deep and heavy on her. Sheng Xia was being pushed so hard that she cried and screamed, and the sound was painful and pleasurable.

    “Ah…slow down…Brother Dong…it’s too fast…oooooh…it’s too hot…ahhh…”

    The climax washed over her soul again and again, and her consciousness was completely blank, leaving only the lustful image of the scarlet giant thrusting herself.

    She shouted to Brother Dong in a hoarse voice, but she no longer knew whether she wanted him to continue or to stop.

    When Luo Handong carried Shengxia upstairs, she was shaking violently and her vagina was still secreting wetness. He only found a jacket and put it on her hastily. She didn’t wear any pants underneath, and his hands were just holding her legs.

    When I got to the room, my palms were full of wetness.

    Luo Handong held up his palm and brought it to Shengxia, “Try your own?”

    Shengxia’s face was flushed and her consciousness was confused. The man brought his palm to her lips and smeared it in her mouth. She didn’t resist. The deer-like eyes on her face were wet. The coat was taken off, and the exposed body was white, delicate and very attractive.

    Luo Handong stared at her face for a long time. After a while, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, licked what she had just eaten into his tongue and tasted it.

    She was kissed out of oxygen in midsummer, and the corners of her eyes were very red, which made her look particularly charming against the backdrop of her white skin.

    She looked at Luo Handong with moist eyes, and shouted hoarsely, “Brother Dong…”

    Luo Handong took off his clothes and his voice escaped from his throat, “Yeah.”

    “I’ve always…don’t know…what’s your name.” Shengxia’s eyelashes trembled, but she still looked firmly into the man’s dark eyes.

    The man hugged her on the sofa, pressed her from behind, and slowly inserted his penis into her body. Then he placed a hot kiss on her raised spine, and his voice was so hoarse that he said, “Luo Handong.”

    Midsummer read word by word, “Luo, Han, Dong.”

    She wants to ask which Luo, which Han, and which Dong.

    However, the moment the man heard her pronounce her name, he suddenly started thrusting hard and violently. He thrust more than twenty times without stopping. Sheng Xia was hit so hard that his soul flew into the air.

    A white light suddenly appeared in her mind, and the pleasure was on the verge of extinction. Her limbs were trembling, the instep of her feet was straightened, her fingertips tightly pinched the arm of the man behind her, and she screamed climax.

    That night, Shengxia didn’t know how many times the man had pressed her down. She only knew that when she woke up in the morning, the thing in her body was erect, looking ready to go.

    Her back was very sore in midsummer, and she was obviously exhausted from a night of “high consumption”. She even struggled to resist. She was like a cat, gently scratching the man’s body. It didn’t look like rejection at all, but instead seemed like he was trying to resist but was still welcoming.

    The man’s desire was so strong in the morning that he held her down on the bed for a long time before he ejaculated against her lower back.

    When Sheng Xia got out of bed, she staggered and fell directly to the ground. When she got up, her legs were shaking so hard that they couldn’t close together. When she walked to the bathroom while holding on to the wall, a pool of wetness slipped out from the center of her legs.

    The mirror on the sink reflected her face, which looked like she had been loved so much. She was naked, with all kinds of marks all over her body, and the man’s teeth marks were still faintly left on her nipples.

    The man’s slender fingerprints were all over her waist. They were red and burned like iron. They seemed to have penetrated her skin and burned into her heart. They were so hot that her soul stirred.

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