![]() ![]() ![]() The little boy quickly apologized: "Mark Chan, I am sorry, I am not on purpose. The little boy accidentally stepped on another boy’s foot. He was too good-looking, with a small pink face, a pair of eyes as big and round as black grapes, and eyelashes as thick as a fan. Sachin Yu got into the black Bentley, only to leave a cloud of dust.Īmong a group of children, a boy was especially eye-catching. "Tomorrow." Sachin Yu ‘s voice was low and full of magnetism, revealing no emotions. His mind was interrupted,"Sachin Yu, shall I bring the little master back now?" The man said respectfully to Sachin Yu. In a kindergarten in the northern part, a group of children were doing gymnastics at the playground.Ī man with a finely carve figure was standing not far away, recalling the girl four years ago. Her breast was kneaded red and swollen by the man’s powerful palm, her moaning integrating with the man’s gasping, filled the room with air of hormones. Her hands were tightly gripping the bed sheet beneath her, her sweat was rolling down her smooth snowy-white skin, every inch of which was explored by the man’s soft tongue. Her body was trembling with extreme pain as the man was penetrating her whole body heavily and totally. But in the room, the girl’s moaning was like a burning fire, lighting the man as crazy as a beast. ![]()
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