The young master who is crying and begging for mercy (Hold up the tits by yourse

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【What the writer wants to say:】

As soon as the little beauty acts like a baby, the brother will not be able to act, so the wife will not go too far

The easter egg is that the senior brother uses supernatural powers to clean up people, while fantasizing about evil

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The pleasure of being naked and being played with the breasts by the senior brother hit her mind, and the little beauty Yubai's face was immediately stained with a thin layer of red.

Yin Qiyuan admired the young master's blushing face with shame and indignation, and felt very unhappy. He increased the strength in his hands, ravaged the round breasts until they became soft and deformed, and then clamped the nipples with two fingers, pinching the originally pink and tender spots until they were red and glistening.

The young master looked at himself with his dark eyes, and from time to time he lowered his eyelids as if he couldn't bear it, and his crow-feather eyelashes trembled.

Yin Qiyuan's heart moved, and he pushed the red and swollen breasts up with both hands, and approached his ears maliciously: "Young master, does it feel good to be played with by others?"

Yuan Wanbai turned his head slightly, the thin blush on his face dyed to the tips of his ears.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the man ordered coldly: "Like me, hold up your breasts yourself."

The young master glanced at him, pursed his lips and obeyed. The white and jade-like knuckles held up the breast balls on the chest, and the full breasts with mottled finger marks trembled tremblingly, swaying boundless seductive lust under the light.

The man sneered, and slapped his lewd breasts violently with his big hand.

The crisp sound of "slap" echoed in the carriage accompanied by the young master's exclamation, Yuan Wanbai panickedly covered the place where he was slapped, his watery eyes were full of astonishment. The man's evil voice sounded again: "Be obedient, hold your tits well, and I'll hit you softly."

"Otherwise..." Seeing the young master's eyes flashing wildly, he continued, "Just hit hard, until the swelling is broken, the skin becomes red and broken, and then healed with supernatural powers and then continue to beat, and finally the pair of tits will meet again." What will become of it, do you want to know?"

The air was quiet for a moment, and the young master's astonished beautiful eyes were filled with panic, and he raised the breast ball again with trembling hands.

Yin Qiyuan waved his palm again, with only half force, hitting the soft breasts until they trembled and squeezed into a ball.

However, after only two blows, before the slapping sounds were over, Yuan Wanbai found out in shame that the numbness and heat from his chest made his brain dizzy, his cock was up, and his pants were bulging. packet. He subconsciously threw himself into the arms of his senior brother, wrapped his hands around his strong waist, and begged for mercy with a crying voice: "Can you stop beating~ It's so uncomfortable, you can touch whatever you want, whenever you want, even every day ...don't bully me anymore."

The warmth and softness of the little beauty's body penetrated into her bosom through the thin cloth, her buried head was pressed against him, her voice was hoarse and soft, and the ending was still trembling slightly. Yin Qiyuan froze, and forgot all the ridicule he had just planned to say. According to the young master's previous temperament, after being humiliated, his behavior was nothing more than gritted resentment and superficial obedience. As for crying for mercy? Maybe it was crying bitterly, begging for mercy heart-piercingly.

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