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In fact, it was not that Mrs. Wu could not see behind her. The man had stopped restricting the movement of her head and neck. However, even if she could see clearly who it was, what would it mean? Moreover, she was in high spirits at the moment. The savage way the stranger fucked her was something she had never experienced before. It was too exciting and interesting. She was unwilling to destroy this obscene enjoyment. She would be raped if she wanted to. It was just a man's penis inserted into her. What was the big deal about changing one more penis? The two of them reached a tacit understanding without words. One was willing to fuck and the other was willing to be fucked. The one who fucked was fucked hard and became more and more courageous. The one who was fucked was full of spring water and her voice was lingering. Everything around them was still. Only they were constantly fucking in the world... Finally, Mrs. Wu showed signs of defeat. Her buttocks kept shrinking, her thighs were shaking, and her honey juice kept gushing out, flowing down her legs to the floor. The stranger's advance and retreat pushed her to the edge of nerve collapse with every thrust. Finally, the big explosion came. She screamed with abandon, she had never heard herself scream so movingly and so righteously, her waist was deeply bent, her round buttocks were raised high, her lewd flesh was throbbing, she told strangers how happy and excited she was without any concern or shame. "Ah...ah...so...so comfortable...so comfortable...ah...so happy...so enjoyable...oh...let it go...oh...let it go...so much...ah...it's squirting to death...so enjoyable...ah...what a nemesis...oh...do it again...do it again...ah...it doesn't matter if you do it again...ah...I'll just let myself go to death...ah...it's still squirting...ah...I'm really going to die...oh...oh..." She stuck to him and shook violently at the same time, Mrs. Wu's sobbing was high-pitched and hurried, and it became a long song of "ah...ah...", and then suddenly froze and stopped. After freezing for a while, she sighed with her eyebrows relaxed, her face full of satisfaction, and as red as a ripe peach. But the molester hadn't had enough. He grabbed Mrs. Wu's waist and forcibly held her upper body up. He sat back, so that Mrs. Wu sat on his hips, but she still had her back to him. Mrs. Wu sat down and took the initiative to ride up and down without waiting for his instructions. Mrs. Wu bent down slightly, put her palms on his thighs, squatted with her legs, let her delicate round buttocks hang in the air, and tossed up and down like this, the strokes were deep and firm, and the curves from her buttocks to her thighs were simply fascinating. The stranger caressed her buttocks back and forth without hesitation, and pinched here and there, making her cry out in pain. "Oh... it's killing me..." Mrs. Wu raised her face: "You big bad guy... you big pervert... you sex maniac... you pervert... oh... it's so deep..." She pinned all the charges that could be put on the man on him, ignoring the fact that she was the one molesting the man. But the stranger did not protest. He responded to Mrs. Wu's request actively, occasionally thrusting his hips a few times, and then made her scream. "Oh... God... why am I like this... oh..." The man's hands touched her breasts and rubbed them gently. "Mmm... mmm..." Mrs. Wu was so aroused by riding him: "It feels so good... oh... make me horny... make me horny... ah... I'm going crazy..."
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