Geng Zhao's eyes and ears did not fail.
After the screen, there was only one person from beginning to end.The one who walked in was a green-robed judge with a boot-pad shoulder pad, a ghost-faced sword-holding, and a genital-like judge, but the one who came out was a naked beauty with curly hair, snow-skinned skin, long legs and fertile breasts.
Yin Suming - no matter whether it is male or female, she takes over the position of the Lord of the Underworld, and her body can only be Yin Suming - with a slightly tilted body. A pair of snow-laced milks fell into a slanted oval shape, and it was like a pair of hanging vines and round melons, with a clear amount. The snow muscles in the breasts still had red marks tightly tied with cloth, which was difficult for her to wrap around such a huge and round thing.
Ghost Madam!
She supported her hands on her knees, screaming lazily, her voice under her mask was wet and stuffy.Bring a little dress!You forgot again--I saw that the old woman's back was slowly undulating, and then I remembered that she couldn't hear it. She tskated and took off her mask and threw it, picking up the soft leather bag on the table to play with it.
Subjugation: The eyes of the wolf. Nie Mingtu, the new ghost king with a strong eyebrows, actually had a foreign face with a strong eyebrows.
She has a natural melon-shaped face, a high nose bridge, and a slightly eagle-hooked one.Compared with the beauty in Dongshengzhou, Yin Suming's facial features are more three-dimensional, with deep contours, and the red dark brown eyebrows are both thick and thick, which is particularly energetic.
Under his eyebrows was a pair of scaryly large light brown eyes, which formed the sharp ends and round and full apricot kernels in the middle. The eyelashes were very thick, as if they were re-drawing a circle of daiqing eyeliners with an eyebrow pencil. When they opened them wide, their eyes were sharp and difficult to look at. When they squinted their eyes, they were lazy like cats.
In addition, her lips were also extremely plump, her slightly pursed upper lip was as plump as a cooked cucumber, and her lower lip beads were even more greasy. There were no dry and fine lines on her lips, and the color was like a rotten cherry blossom, and it was backed by the dense and impermeable breast muscle, making it look bright red.
Curly hair color eyes are the characteristics of the Mao people in the Western Region in ancient times.
To this day, the people of Xishan Road have rarely seen this appearance. Only the wandering Wairong on the extreme western border and the alien people outside the Great Wall of Beiguan Road can become like this.Or the foreign travelers who come from overseas like Kunlun slaves also have different pupils and hair colors from Dongshengzhou.
Geng Zhao originally thought she would be older.Sending off the head to apologize, leading the ghosts, peeling the face and changing... These are not things that young girls should be accustomed to.
But Yin Suming seemed to be at least twenty years old. His often exposed impatience and his bad habits of blurting out the words showed that his actual age might be three or two years younger, but his body was extremely mature and did not look green at all. Compared with Heng Shuying, Mingzhanxue, etc., it was even slightly better than the first-class people.
Although her outline is deep, her facial features still retain the softness of the women in Dongzhou, and her skin is more delicate than that of women in foreign countries. It is obviously because of mixed race, so it is not as rough and dry as they are, and it is prone to premature aging.
As a beauty, Yin Suming's beauty is not as good as Ran Er Palm Academy, which is both talented and beautiful.
But in addition to the strong exotic style, what really made her catch people's attention was the strange characteristics that were both contradictory and coordinated - men's clothing and women's body, plump and strong, Dongzhou accent and foreign faces, self-righteous style of conduct and mature and beautiful body, toxic means and age when she was about to be mature, sometimes smart and sometimes reckless...
Geng Zhao felt thoughtful and was about to ask with a hint of eyes, but Ming Zhanxue gently pulled his sleeves, and Yin Suming in the room made another amazing move.
She lay on the chair without a trace, stretched out her round and white thighs, spread the sides of the armrests, and stretched her slender jade fingers into her legs and rubbed her gently. Soon her breathing became stronger, her almond eyes narrowed slightly, and a thin whimper burst out between her lips, and her low voice was very attractive.
(She... is slandering herself!)
Geng Zhao's face turned red and her ears were hot, and her mind was buzzing, as if echoing the joyful moans of the mixed-race beauty.
From the side, her lower abdomen was extremely flat, her bulging pubic mound was round and covered with dense and soft hair, spreading down her vagina, all the way to the vicinity of her anus, and the color was lighter than her hair, and a wet golden red color was hidden under the light.
The small anus and thick vulva are similar to the areola, all with a very light pink color.
She peeled off the vulva with her fingertips, and the flesh folds inside were like pink and a little bit of arose red, which was lighter than cooked lotus root. With a touch of abundant water slurry covered, even the red ones could not be distinguished, and it was like a smooth lotus root powder.
Yin Suming seemed to be a familiar person. While rubbing the little nutmeg, he pinched his round left breast. The white breasts overflowed from the fingers and deformed violently.
Her legs bent and spread out like a frog, arched her waist and raised her hips, and her mons pubis rose high.This position was not very beautiful at first, but the snow-white body, who had just finished the shower, kept trembling slightly. The fingertips rubbed the sound of water in the heart, and the depression of moans and sweat all over the body burst out from the lips, which was indescribable lust.
Suddenly, she heard her voice pulling out her neck and letting her voice go. Ah, Ah, Ah's body stiffened, but her fingertips were still moving. Her plump waist arched like a live shrimp, and she was panting in a while, and she seemed to have lost it a little.
Geng Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly wiped away the sweat from the tip of his nose, and pulled Mingzhanxue to quit.
Ming Zhanxue smiled maliciously and whispered: Why are you busy with?Not finished yet!Look at it for a while.I saw Yin Suming put his legs down, his cheeks flushed, and he still had no intention of opening the rat-gray soft leather bag, taking out half of the thick, smooth and round antlers, holding the front end in his mouth for a while, then holding it and stretching it between his thighs, lubricating it with love fluid, and then stuffing it in bit by bit; but when she penetrated half of her little finger, she trembled, closed her eyes and raised her head, and breathed a long sigh.
That thing is called Mr. Kok.Mingzhanxue blushed and chuckled: When a woman needs it, she treats it as a man.Geng Zhao saw that she was familiar with the passage, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart. It seemed that Mingzhanxue also had such a piece. She didn't know where she was hidden, but he vomited with the half-sharpened and smooth half-antart antler, and his chest was so stuffy that he couldn't speak.
Mingzhanxue, who has always been crystal escaping, rarely realizes it later. Although he deliberately lowers his voice, he can speak vigorously. He doesn't want to get back 10% of the shame of Yixue not knowing the recliner before....There are some who have big appetites, so they must use fine horns covered with fine glutinous horns. They are said to be so refreshed and better than real men.
Geng Zhao didn't laugh after hearing this, and then he stumbled for a moment: Miss Ming...does it also use it?
Ming Zhanxue was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt awkward. He almost flew up his jade feet and kicked him off the beam. He twisted him hatefully, gritted his teeth and said: I have a sensitive physique, how... how can I use that kind of thing!In addition to being ashamed and angry, I suddenly felt a little sweet in my heart. I deliberately smiled badly and squinted my almond eyes and teased him: You are jealous, right?
Geng Zhao was silent for a moment, but this time she became abnormal. She did not blush and turned around, but just nodded.
Um.He seemed to feel bored again, but instead felt a little embarrassed. He touched his bald head and said in a low voice: Miss Ming, I am stupid, I really can't stand you.Ming Zhanxue leaned closer, her red face hid in his neck, and said softly: You like me, I am very happy.
The love on the beam is thick, but Yin Suming screams below, and it's out of control.
She leaned forward, bent her knees and half-kneeled, holding Mr. Kok with both hands, and her snow buttocks were shaking back and forth like riding a horse and waving. Her flat belly, her muscles were twisted and her sweaty six-piece muscles were tight; the recliner made a sound, almost falling apart.
The young and beautiful ghost king seemed to be very happy. While breathing, he kept tilting his head and moaning, rolling his eyes slightly, and gritting his teeth: Come again...Ah, Ah...Ah...Ah...Ah again!Let you look at me...AhAhAh...Look at mine...Um, um...Look at mine...AhAhAh--!
Look at my power. I couldn't finish it. I suddenly screamed and twitched and fell backwards. Her muscles and bones were extremely soft. She knelt down and folded her waist, touched her!As he hit the recliner heavily, Mr. Kok in his vagina was squeezed out by a tightened tube, fell to the ground and rolled around for a few times, bounced away.
Not to mention bending over to pick up this position, it is extremely difficult to get up together during orgasm.She groped around under the chair with her left hand, but rubbed the clam beads with her right hand. Her extremely fleshy waist arched hard, and a few drops of flower slurry splashed out and threw it out again.
Ming Zhanxue looked at the moment when her soul flew out of the sky, quickly uncovered the photo board and pulled Geng Zhao out silently.
The two of them jumped onto the nearest tree canopy, walked through Linye and looked into the house. They saw the naked girl with a delicate body limp, her eyes closed and her eyes were gasping for breath, and her huge and soft breasts kept rising and falling, and her condition was extremely erotic.
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Unexpectedly... the Ghost King is actually a daughter.Geng Zhao felt a little scared when he felt a touch of forehead sweat.
The women he met in his life were as gentle as horizontal and as beautiful as snow, but none of them had the unrestrained and self-deprecating nature, and their voices were so fierce that they almost ended up with a strong chicken-wedge. They ended up in a stalemate.
You were deceived by her!
Ming Zhexue burst out laughing and blinked her eyes, and Lise still had three points of cunning. That little girl is an uninformed young man! If she wasn't good enough for the first time, she might not be able to withstand the criticism.
Geng Zhao listened to it in a mess.He personally saw Yin Suming inserting Mr. Jiao into the jade house, shaking and moving in and out, and one hundred yellow girls were also worn out. How could they be uninformed young children?
Although his body is broken, inside... Mingzhanxue's jade face is slightly red, and he bit his lips and smiles: But the flower path has never been swept by a guest.She looked quite scary when she was slandering. Can you see that Mr. Kok was only wet at the front of her knuckles?
Mr. Jiao was already lost. Geng Zhao had just rushed his blood. Although she looked at her crispy pink clams a lot, she really didn't pay attention to the depth of the erotic tool.
Whether it is with his hands or Mr. Jiao, from beginning to end, only Xiaodou was kneading. Even if you include lustful tools, it will only be the depth of the hand, which will destroy your chastity. The yin is still like a virgin and you have never received any external objects.
Geng Zhao still didn't believe it.
Why is this... again?Since your body is damaged, why not...get it in?
Because she is afraid of pain!fool.
Ming Zhexue knocked on his forehead lightly.Looking at her appearance, maybe I don’t know that I am still half a virgin, and I thought I had seen the world, so I just wanted to have fun.He seems to be lewd and lustful, but in fact he is just a fool.
She sighed quietly.It's difficult for her to think about it.He took over the master of the underworld with his daughter, but he could not let his subordinates know that the evil path is a place where adultery and plunder are all done. The strong are prey on the weak and will not be able to sit in the great position.Even the old female slave in a foreign country beside her couldn't believe it. Who else could she tell me about this?
Geng Zhao laughed.
Miss Ming, if you want to choose a place in the world without sympathy, I will first consider gathering evil paths.
That's right.Mingzhanxue also smiled for a while and said seriously: Nie Mingtu is not here.The girl in Yin Suming was a big trouble herself. She kept the secret and was afraid that people would know it. If she wanted to sleep at night, she would never place the wolf head near her.If it were me, he would imprison him...
The two of them said in unison: ...Saba Pavilion!After speaking, they looked at each other and smiled.
Mingzhan Xuedao: Let’s go find Nie Mingtu.This job is to be broken and saved. Even if you find someone, you have to bring it out alive.I'm more suitable than you.Geng Zhao was convinced that he was right. He said this at all, and he had no way to refute it. He just asked: What about me?what I do?
Mingzhanxue's eyes rolled, and her expression seemed to be a smile.
Your job is really important, you have to trip up Yin Suming for me.The three evil paths are ultimately one sect. When things come to an end, it is difficult to guarantee that the ghost king’s wolf heads will not be connected. With my current martial arts, it is impossible to deal with the two of them in one go.
Geng Zhao was not coaxed by others, and pointed out that she was strange: Miss Ming, with my current martial arts skills, how can I trip up Yin Suming?Mingzhanxue laughed: Who asked you to beat me?Just be that Mr. Kok.
Geng Zhao blushed: Miss Ming, you...I... I almost want to show my intentions to show that I have nothing more than my thoughts about the beautiful mixed-race girl.
Ming Zhexue burst out laughing, slapped him gently, and glanced at him with a corner of his eyes: Fool!If I drink this jar of jealousy, why do I use it to disgust myself?Snuggling up to his chest, he said softly: You learn light skills and acupoints, learn the fire and bird pills, and after learning the thoughts and seeing, you have to learn again, so that I can feel at ease that you can walk alone without suffering others' losses.
Geng Zhao was stunned when she heard this, and her blood was rising: She actually thought about me so much!He tightened his arms, hugged the jade man in his arms, and whispered: Miss Ming, I listen to everything you say.I will learn whatever you ask me to learn, and I will never let you down.
Mingzhan kissed him gently, pushed his chest away and sat upright, and said seriously: You know that I was born in Tianluoxiang. The most powerful thing in the Tianluoxiang lineage is the technique of Hehe Refining and Replenishing.Just learn this.
Geng Zhao was shocked.
Collecting and replenishing... Isn't that a magic trick that everyone in the world despises?
The dual cultivation of Taoism is also despised by everyone in the world. Do you think the Bihuo Divine Art is right or wrong?Mingzhanxue sneered slightly.Geng Zhao was speechless. Her eyes changed, and she suddenly felt tender and comforted her with kind words: I know you are a gentleman who keeps the right path. Teach you this method to prevent you from being deceived by women.
The secret of the collection and supplementation of this treasure book "Tianluo Jing" is quite unique. Its principle is similar to the Green Fire Divine Art. It also produces yang with yin and yang with yin. However, the Green Fire Divine Art is born and beneficial to each other, but the Heavenly Luo Jing is picked from others.
When she saw Geng Zhao's face, she said calmly: In addition to replenishing and promoting health, this method has two other benefits.First, if a woman performs supplements on you, it will only be useless before the "Tianluo Sutra" - my senior sister has a grudge against me, and it is hard to guarantee that she will not attack you.For you and for me, you must understand this.
Geng Zhao heard that she was full of care for herself and was grateful in her heart, and her solemn expression also calmed down.
Mingzhan Snow Road: Second, picking and supplementing are both sides of the same body.Just by doing this method, you can feed your own skills to the other party. The higher your cultivation level in the future, the more you dare not say that you are resurrected, you may be able to save a life.
Geng Zhao nodded nodded and said: Miss Ming is right.I am willing to learn this method.
Mingzhanxue smiled and said: You have learned this method long ago!It's just that I haven't found it, I don't understand it.Do you still remember the word "Ji" in "Tongming Transformation"?There is no such method in the Central Plains of the Pill and Secret Book. It was inspired by the "Tianluo Sutra" to promote the transformation of the mind.After a few brief suggestions, Geng Zhao suddenly became enlightened.
You have already mastered the Jizi Rules. The method is easy to understand and difficult to use.You must find a woman with basic internal skills and be willing to lose herself in order to let you explore and practice.One finger inside the house: I know that you are kind and upright, and you will not bear this.This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity--
She looked straight at Geng Zhao, and a sharp light burst out from Mingmèi's eyes.
If there was no such person in the world, which one would you choose?
Geng Zhao was speechless.Mingzhanxue pulled him into the board and returned to the hidden place on the beam.
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In less than a moment, Yin Suming had slandered himself for several times and had ejaculated several times.
The naked lower body is in a mess, but the vulva is congested and enlarged, swollen into a crack and pointed peach. The tight skin is filled with light orange like powder, and the color is greasy and delicious.
The air is filled with a faint warm and sticky texture, with a faint smell of fishy smell, like raw beef with blood, or like fresh horse milk put into the skin, hanging it in the sun and stirring it, turning it into a light, transparent, spicy and spicy horse milk wine. The smell is a bit pungent, but it is filled with fresh, unique vitality and decadence of youthful body.
The recliner was covered with love juice. The three masters of the underworld who had just changed from a girl to a girl were tired and stood up tired. While savoring the afterglow in their body, they supported their body and walked towards the suitcase. The extremely fleshy long legs were almost difficult to support.
She struggled to pull out a short black silk bellyband and two black and green thin sweat towels from the box, and the remaining strength was almost used up.She had to go back to bed by herself.
Yin Suming did not always indulge himself in this way.
She had just defeated the wolf head Nie Mingtu, who was as famous as her master, although it was based on the master's secret method. The facts were in front of her: what the master wanted to do but could not do was finally completed in her hands, no matter what form.This is one of the reasons why she wants to treat herself tonight.
Another reason may be more intuitive and strong.Her menstrual period just ended yesterday, and today is the time for the strongest physical desires.She dragged her weak body back to the comfortable recliner, wiped the mess between her legs with a clean cloth towel, and tried to cover her body and desire with the three pieces of cloth she had flipped out so that she could take a break.
Ordinary bellybands are cut first with diamond-shaped pieces cut off at the top to form narrow and long five-corner corners. The four corners formed in the upper half are tied with straps, tied to the vest behind the neck.The black silk bag was cut in half by the waist, in a long trapezoid with a wide bottom and narrow top. It had no lower half of the cloth flattened the chest, and it just wrapped around a pair of heavy round breasts. The top was embroidered with symmetrical patterns in gold and blue. Each side of the breast was stretched out a delicate butterfly the size of a palm, which appeared vividly with the waves.
Yin Suming used a belt to tie his full breasts for most of the day, otherwise no one could deceive her with her delicate and beautiful figure. When she returned to her bedroom, she had to change into a bellyband that flattened her chest, and she would not get angry.The ghost madam specially cut her bellyband into a short one for her.
She tied one of the black-green fine sweat towels around her waist, and the other one was along the thighs, tied the waist scarves in front and behind the two ends, and the two thin sweat towels formed a Ding character.This method of wearing is also heard from overseas and is quite popular on the coast of Nanling. Women use it to protect their delicate private parts, which is especially suitable for riding horses to avoid skin breaking on the saddle, so it is called a horse-riding sweat towel.
She was covered in thin white snow and was made of black scarf, which was even more charming and charming.
Geng Zhao was dazzled and confused: this mixed-race girl was full of strange charm, not deliberately making things happen, but her whole body and heart longing for sex, and her every move was a temptation, but she herself was completely unaware of anything and was worried about other irrelevant things.
Yin Suming had just put on a sweat towel, and his fingers accidentally slid across his lower abdomen. He suddenly felt that the thinness and thinness could make the skin feel smoother through it. As he touched it, his fingertips trembled into his thighs, biting his lips and sobbing for a few times, deeper and thicker liquid stains oozing from the black scarf covering his mons pubis.
Ming Zhaxue couldn't help laughing: This girl is born to be lustful and has no cure to save her.You can deal with her, and I will go back.Geng Zhao heard something strange again and asked hurriedly: Miss Ming, how long should I deal with her?Mingzhanxue held back her smile and answered seriously: The worst thing is until dawn.If I haven't returned before dawn, and you are still waiting for death, I have no choice.
Geng Zhao is still waiting to be asked, Mingzhanxue raised his eyebrows and laughed in a low voice: I'm so annoying, my mother!A slender jade foot flew under the skirt and kicked him off guard!
Geng Zhao landed in a mess, causing a carp to jump up, his mind was blank, and he was suddenly at a loss.
Yin Suming was so beautiful that he raised his jade leg, and evened the tip of his toes and twitched. Suddenly, something rolled down from the beam and bounced up suddenly. When he landed on the ground, his knees became soft, and a little flowery slurry oozed out of the black scarf, and he almost fell into a fall.
She flipped the cloth bag on the table with her hands, and carried out the green steel sword to subdue the demons with her sword and sheath. The silver soft armor of the hundred-forged soft armor covered the evil and protected her chest. The green silk python robe wrapped in the sword armor was pulled up in a hurry, and the iron flute, mask and other trivial matters were thrust!It scattered everywhere, and it was difficult to summon the guards for a while. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:
Who are you!Dare to break into this... I remembered that I was naked and could not show myself as the Ghost King, so I changed my words: Dare to break into the forbidden room!Who instructed you?
Geng Zhao's thoughts were heard and pointed at her and said tremblingly: Female donor, this is the first monastery in my house, you... you can't come!After shouting, the spiritual spring surged, and he was very immersed in the show, grabbing the bald head and wandering around: Clothes... Clothes!You have to wear clothes first... I'm dead, I'm done this time...
Yin Suming came to his senses: No, it’s really not good if the Six Ghosts or others are alarmed!The sword fell and went out the window to compete: Don’t quarrel, the first seat is here!
Geng Zhao thought to himself: Your method is worse than mine.He had to fall into a trap, so he used a mouthful of green fire to protect his heart meridians and turned his head as he said: Ah, he is the first seat!The finger behind the neck is as strong as the wind, and the Yin Su Ming Ling Snake rushed over, and pointed several large acupoints in a row, and the hands, eyes, body and skills are both first-class.
Little do we know that the purity of the inner breath in the world does not come from the true qi of the green fire; the mystery of the qi sensing is nothing more than the innate fetal breath.Yin Suming's fingers were like lightning, and the Bihuo Divine Art was still fingering the body and induced a sense. Geng Zhao's body was extremely loose and he moved the acupoints for about a while.
Yin Suming used true power to use these fingers, and penetrated the energy into the body and caused a vague pain. Unfortunately, it was all pierced on the muscles and bones, and it was useless.
Geng Zhao did the whole show, and with a Gudong, he turned over and fell down. Yin Suming was quick and quick. He held him and took the lead and threw it with all his strength. Bang!He pushed him into the chair, and the Demon-Subduing Sword pressed against his neck and said sternly: Say!Who are you and why are you here?I can recognize all the monks in the temple. If there is a false saying, I will teach you that blood will splatter on the spot!
Geng Zhao originally wanted to make a disciple of the Ru generation casually. After she reminded her, she thought: The Faxing Academy has peeled off all the face and replaced it with a white face. If I say it is Hengru and Guangru, I will be exposed on the spot.With a sudden inspiration, he stuttered:
The little monk... The little monk Qingru is a disciple under the seat of the Great Monk Xianyi.When cleaning in the morning, I set up the ladder and raised the beams, but I knew... My senior brother started to tease him and quietly removed the ladder.I dare not disturb my first seat and I can only go down until the ladder is sweeping tomorrow morning.
The real Qingru has long been dead. The body was discovered in the past two days and has not been buried yet, so it will naturally not appear when peeled.The wonder is that Qingru is a proud disciple who reveals his righteousness, and he is indispensable for bad things. Hengru and others were caught in the ecstasy medicine and were awakened by the equality banner, and the word Qingru often appeared in the dirty things they offered, but there was no one in the hall.
Yin Suming suddenly realized: It turned out that you were deceived into the crossbar and actually saved your life.Humph, since I have met you, I will just play with you. If you are still angry at dawn, I will use it to make the White Flood Injury.Making up his mind, giggled, and squinted:
Then do you know who I am?
Little...the little monk doesn't know.
Didn’t your master often abduct beautiful daughters and hide them here to rape them?I caught him and kept him in lockup several times.Your master likes me so he loves rubbing my breasts the most and inserting his ugly thing into my pussy.
She was born in the world of evil and evil paths. She has seen so many cruel and terrible things since she was a child. Rape, abuse, and eating raw people alive... are all common.The previous Ghost King never regarded this secret successor as a woman, but instead gave talent education with the goal of unifying the Lord of the Three Ways. Under the influence of the eyes, Yin Suming did not feel that those dirty words were anything.
She played with this little monk like a cat and a mouse, but she didn't know how sexy and exciting it was for a mixed-race girl with snow-skinned skin, long and beautiful face, and her breasts and holes!
Geng Zhao had never seen half a short bellyband. His most thrilling memory of women's underwear was still in Mingzhanxue's elegant and charming crow green bellyband.However, Yin Suming's black pocket did not wrap his breasts and did not allow him to move. Instead, he packed two huge breast balls, making them look more and more exquisite and concise.
As Yin Suming spoke, his soft and flexible breasts also rose and fell. The two embroidered butterflies on the breasts were constantly rising and falling, squeezing and rounding, which was particularly attractive.Geng Zhao looked at it a few times, and there was a heat flow between her abdomen. She swallowed a few times with her lips and tongue dry, and a thrill in her crotch.
She was laughing even more and more maliciously: Little monk, may you also want to touch my breasts and insert them into my vagina?Geng Zhao blushed and stuttered: Female...Female donor, the little monk advised you not to... With a neat and crisp sound, he was slapped on his face with a hot slap.
Take off the word "吉" and you should call me Master.Yin Suming stroked his swollen and bloody cheeks, squinted his eyes and said softly: From now on, every time you speak, you must call the master first.Did you hear it?
Geng Zhao was so painful that tears burst out from the corners of her eyes. She nodded and said: Hearing... Before she finished speaking, she slapped her backhand again!
Finally he understood and quickly changed his words: Master, I heard it--Ba!Another thrust made him dizzy. Fortunately, the true energy of Bihuo moved accordingly, but the corners of his mouth were cracked and he spat out a mouth full of blood. If it were to be replaced by someone else, if it weren't for the bent neck bone, at least the chin would fall off.
--It's said that the master is, why do you still have to fight?
Yin Suming narrowed his beautiful almond eyes and smiled beautifully: I don’t want to hear this anymore.You said thank you, my master for hitting me.Geng Zhao was about to recite again, but suddenly realized: This is a trap!It's time to talk about the master first.But I couldn't speak and I was hit hard again.
The master's orders did not even hesitate!
The fair and charming mixed-race girl smiled brightly, with her left hand wrapped around her breasts, and two plump and tender balls of white flesh overflowed between her slender arms, almost sliding out of her pocket.
This is what the owner has played for more than a moment, and it is a tormented side dish in the evil path. The three dishes have different kitchen flavors, but the starting style is the same. Geng Zhao was beaten by Nie Mingtu for three consecutive nights. The wolf-headed hitting someone is a profound science. He tried to seek the greatest limit of pain, but the damage was between fatal and healable. In comparison, Yin Suming's methods were incredible. Perhaps she had always given orders, unlike the old wolf-head who did it himself and made knowledge from it.
She doesn't just love to beat people, and she has other plans in her mind.
When Yin Suming was a child, the former Ghost King personally demonstrated an interesting torture for her, called Guanyang Needle.
When a man suffers great pain, his penis will become bigger and harder, which is far more majestic than when he is a woman.The master told her: This punishment is interesting, so it is here.If you cannot understand the source of pain in a person and cannot insert a few needles, then your words will fall down in a while, like a leech sprinkled with salt; blood flows out of the dry and soft things, and even if you have life, you will not be able to recover.
Finally, on the man tied to the torture bench, the master inserted a total of thirty-five needles, and the things that were swollen into purple sauce were as big as a baby's arm, and the whole body was as smooth as an eggplant. Thirty-five golden needles were penetrated in an interlaced manner, which looked very beautiful.pity!When your master made it himself, he had 7749 needles.Don't be ashamed of your ancestors as I do.When the master said this, there was a sense of indescribable loneliness.
After taking over the position, in order to prevent someone from exploring the mechanism, she also kept a distance from torture involving penis and female genitals to avoid causing unnecessary associations.Today, this young monk accidentally broke the secret. Isn’t everything God’s will?
Yin Suming tortured him for a quarter of an hour. He calculated that he could almost get the needle in. When he turned around and looked at his crotch, he was shocked: I haven't tortured someone with my own hands for a long time, and I haven't put my skills down at all.How much pain did he suffer to be... so great?I saw a giant eggplant floating on the monk's pants, which looked like a trouser cloth, and it seemed like a fat snake hidden in his crotch.
She couldn't turn her eyes and forgot to abuse her. She reached out to touch her and murmured: Little monk, so you are so afraid of pain!Tsk tsk.
Geng Zhao was not tortured by some pain, but when he looked up close, he found that Yin Suming was born with extremely beautiful: his snow-white skin, deep red and thick hair, his shape and color were like the plump peaks of an oval peacock, his plump buttocks and long legs..., etc., were all very charming.
This time, his way to transfer pain was not to escape into tranquility, but to let his imagination run wild, smelling her slightly scent of milky fragrance, warm and fresh body odor, as well as the residual scent of the lewd water on the chair, and fantasizing about the various lustful things he had with her; when he came to his senses, his lower body was already scaryly hard.
Yin Suming untied his trouser belt, and the hot and ferocious angry dragon took off his restraints, thrust out loudly, and was so bent that it almost touched the lower abdomen, jumping and jumping like a living thing.Little monk, your dick... so big Ah!She murmured and couldn't help but think in her heart: This is twice as thick as Mr. Jiao.How can a too big cock... be stuffed into your vagina?
Geng Zhao has never used a dick. Such a vulgar statement, but I didn't expect that today I could hear from a young and beautiful beautiful girl. I couldn't help but be stunned. Suddenly I felt an unprecedented impulse of lust, which was particularly erotic and exciting.
Before he could think of how to deal with it, Yin Suming was already sitting on the edge of the square stool and reached out to stroke the dragon pestle. He seemed to be a little difficult to grasp, and then he used two small hands to hold it together. The smooth and soft palms stroking the stem of the pestle, which made people feel comfortable.
Finally, Geng Zhao still remembered that he wanted to pretend that the acupuncture point was sealed, enduring his limbs and his firm buttocks and his lower abdomen kept twitching.Yin Suming felt that the hot giant object in his palm continued to swell. He opened his light brown apricot eyes widened, and while speeding up the movements in his hand, he asked in a low voice: Is this comfortable, little monk?
Very... very comfortable...
Geng Zhao arched her waist, and the sucking feeling at the front end was very sharp, with a hint of venting.
This time, Yin Suming forgot to still play the game Thank you Master, and he focused and carefully stroked it. A thin layer of sweat emerged from the tip of his slightly eagle-haired nose.Geng Zhao endured the pleasure of rushing in, and suddenly felt the pressure of stroking light. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yin Suming changing to holding it with one hand. The other snow-white little hand touched the black scarf between his thighs, stirring up a rich sound of water.
While Yin Suming was stroking him, he reached into the sweat towel and rubbed the swollen fresh clam beads, making the juice flowing, and dripping along the towel onto the stool, making a sound of answers and answers.
She couldn't resist her desire, and she just wanted to give birth to her third or fourth hand to play with her breasts, rubbing the deadly three points and pushing herself to the top.Gritting her teeth and enduring it for a while, and the gasping became thicker and thicker. She leaned forward tightly with her knees, and her jade legs became a snow-white and slender inner horoscope. Her left hand was tightly clamped into the heart of her legs, red clouds appeared on her cheeks and neck, and a dense sweat on her breasts-
Mr. Kok…
There was obviously no one else, she suddenly turned around and looked around with a reckless and furious person on the verge of collapse: Where is Mr. Jiao?Where?Where?The lustful utensils have long disappeared, but the Yin Su Ming arrow is on the string, and it is difficult to move in an instant. The shouting is just to vent the burning desire in the chest.
At this time, the hot and soft and hard feeling in her hands reminded her.Yin Suming turned around, stepped onto the recliner, squatted on Geng Zhao like a frog, holding the tip of the dragon pestle in his hand, pressing the round honey slit of the vulva against the scorching pestle, and gritted his teeth and said sternly to him:
you!It's just a substitute for that thing.A lowly slave and a lowly cock like you will never be able to put it into your master’s body!Do you understand?
The dragon pestle was filled with lust, and a ball of plump and beautiful flesh couldn't help sliding back and forth through the wet Poluo. It was so comfortable that it was far better to put its palms in the palm. Geng Zhao couldn't help but push his waist a few times, and his thick sun roots were wrapped in the slit of water and gauze, which made Yin Su Ming whimper twice, and sat down, tighter and deeper.
I understand...
Call the master!You a naughty slave!Yin Suming slapped him a few times, as if he could explain it. He pressed his lower abdomen with both hands, and his snow-white buttocks kept shaking, like a wild horse that was running away from reins.
Gradually, she felt that the waist scarf between her hips was very cumbersome. Geng Zhao's giant thing was much more majestic than Mr. Jiao. Frictioning through the cloth scarf could only relieve her desire, but she could not fill the emptiness in the honey crack - although she did not really understand what it felt like to be filled with fullness.
He is a lowly slave and must not be put into the body of a noble master!This cheap slave, a cheap cock!The cheap... the cheap big cock... the cheap, the cheap... so big and hard, so hot... the big cock...
She was like a devil, pushing the wet towel between her thighs to the side, splitting the golden red hairs covered with water, revealing her plump vagina, and stuffing the blunt tip the size of an egg into the slit of flesh; the pink flesh folds in the slit were too congested, and the clam beads that swelled into the shape of a little finger, all of which turned into an extremely gorgeous pink!
Very... so big!
Yin Su Ming raised his thighs and swallowed the penis in one by one.Although the flawless evidence has been broken, Ming Zhexue’s inference is correct. Her flower path is indeed uninformed, and she has not even entered a single finger, as immature as a virgin.
Relying on the Fengpei Mirun of continuous orgasm, the beautiful mixed-race girl finally swallowed most of her body, trembling, tilted her plump snow neck and let out a breath, lowered her head and saw that there was still a small part of it exposed, but Yuhu was already squeezing. She was shocked for the first time: If she inserted it all, wouldn't she want to kill anyone?
After all, the vulva is different from the vagina. The clitoris stimulation is fast and slow, and the stimulation is slow. The severity and weight of each have their own merits. The climax and aftertaste also make the woman intoxicated.
However, the penis inserted into the vagina was an unreliable foreign object invading. Even if it was not moved, the hot penis still squeezed the vagina, causing pain and numbness, and the five-scent impurities. Kuaimeizhong may be hurt by rough movements. The pain of tearing may be accompanied by inexplicable joy and elusive.
Yin Suming adapted to the thick and long embedded in his body, and he was like a fierce horse, shaking his thick red hair like flames, and his snow-white body slowly rose and fell around Geng Zhao's waist.As a girl who has just tasted the rain, she is very skilled, bold and not afraid of pain. She shakes her body clumsy and persistently. The giant objects in her vagina occasionally scratch the delicate virgin path, which is probably caused by her own rushing.
After about dozens of strokes, she supported her hands, clamped her round breasts between her arms and raised her buttocks and trembled violently. She was dizzy and venting, making her wrist sore and soft that she almost fell down with force.
Very... so comfortable...
She squinted her eyes and sighed softly, her throat was unexpectedly delicate, and she finally looked like a daughter who had been young for ten years.
There is another difference between inserting the vagina and irritating the vulva - it is not something you can pull it out just by pulling it out.
Geng Zhao separated his armpits, and his strong chest muscles were soft and sank. Yin Suming's hands slid into his ribs, and he suddenly lost support. Puff!Once you sit to the end, pain and pleasure both come.She raised her head and screamed, her whole body was convulsed, her voice twitching, revealing her originally slender female voice, rather than a neutral voice that was deliberately lowered.
After successfully attacking, Geng Zhao did not let her breathe evenly. He pinched her wrist and grabbed her strong, fleshy snow-white waist and shook her. Yin Suming lay down on him, and was penetrated by the dragon pestle to the bottom. Only half of the roots were left quickly in and out, and JīJī digged out a large handful of flower slurry, so moistened that the intersecting part was white.
Yin Suming whimpered and shook his head wildly, with a spasm inside and outside, and his vagina was tightened desperately. The big white snow buttocks were pushed and shook, and even the anus was covered with splashing vaginal fluid.
AhAhAhAhAh--It's going to be broken, it's going to be broken...No, don't...AhAhAhAh--
She could no longer disguise her helpless screams, and she dragged her long cry and cried out again soon.
Yin Suming opened his hazy brown eyes for a moment and lost consciousness. Geng Zhao took the opportunity to hold her and turned over, let her lie on the chair, pull her hands over her head, and bent her feet apart, and put the two slender and straight snow-grey ankles on the armrests, both of which were tied tightly with the red rope on the chair.
Yin Suming gasped for a while, and the two slightly flattened balls of snow breasts rose and fell from time to time. The big light brown eyes were slightly focused. Finally, he figured out the situation and struggled hard: You...you let me go!You a naughty slave!You dare... Let me go quickly!Helplessly, the spirit was so weak that the red rope was tied strongly. The more you struggled, the tighter you became, and you couldn't move at all.
Geng Zhao is not good at speaking, but he learned a truth from the torture method of gathering evil paths: controlling whatever he wants and unexpectedly can shake his will far more than verbal insults.In comparison, words are just a blow that fuels the fire, not the key to crushing will.
He took off his clothes, exposed his strong body, knelt naked on the square stool, held the dragon pestle, and sent it into Yin Suming's wet and greasy vagina.
She gasped as the rhythm of entering and leaving, and every move was so solid and powerful, driving to the bottom, making her red hair shaking, and she gritted her teeth and said with hatred: "The cheap slave... Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu
Geng Zhao didn't say anything, and grabbed her soft and huge breasts with both hands, making a ball of snow-covered noodles. Occasionally, she sucked the soft and thin nipples and gently circled them with her fingers. Yin Suming had his first meditation and human affairs, but he could not be merciless. His mind was gradually overwhelmed by pleasure, and his lower body was sore and numb, painful and beautiful.
The thick blunt tip breaks through the flowering path like a sausage, scraping through every tiny fold of flesh, and hitting the soft flower center hard.The shameful posture of bent legs wide open made the passage lighter, but made the jade door tense. Every stroke seemed to be poked open. The pain had just passed through my mind, and the sour, numb, and quick beauty that penetrated the heart of the flower came up again...
At some point, the beautiful mixed-race girl no longer resisted, and her full mons pubic frequently thrust her to cater to her. The two of them put their lips on each other, and they were so kissing that they couldn't stand it.
(It's time.)
Geng Zhao suppressed his desire and stopped his movements, and knelt up.Yin Suming was at a critical moment when he was about to lose it. He fell from the clouds to the ground, twisted his snow buttocks and rubbed his feet upwards, and wanted to move his lower abdomen to stroke the dragon pestle, but it was difficult to make up for the loss.She was almost driven crazy by desire, and she couldn't help but close her eyes and urged: Come quickly... Come quickly!You're so naughty...
Geng Zhao slowly pulled the root of the pestle out a little.
Yin Suming was so angry that he suddenly opened his eyes, but saw Geng Zhao looking at him calmly.After all, she had something to ask for, so she pressed her anger down, barely squeezed out a charming lips, slowly thrust her vagina, pinched and twisted the small half that was still stuck inside, and gasped: Come in quickly!I...reach it soon!mèi's eyes are like silk, and their sharp and slightly curved corners are dripping from honey water.
Although she has never been a woman for a day, she has been looking in the mirror for twenty years and knows her beauty and charm.
Sure enough, Geng Zhao slowly retreated and tinkered with her a few times. Each of them made her feel full of pleasure, as if she was even more than she could imagine and could bear.Ah, Ah, Ah-- The snow-run mixed-race girl swayed her big breasts, longing for his rough and powerful dark palms.Even more powerful...more!Ah, Ah, Ah…
Then he stopped moving and looked at her calmly.
Yin Suming became furious and began to curse, ridicule him for not being a man or a person, trying to make him look erect and retaliate in a rough manner... but everything was just futile.
Whether she cursed or spit, Geng Zhao only withdrew a little at a time; when she was almost in trouble and was almost desperate, she suddenly pounded her a few times, picked her favorite positions and the force, and used the postures she liked, but did not use the most intense and ecstasy kind of reactions she responded.
Then she stood up and stopped, letting her body burned by desire slowly cool down, and only ignited her again the moment she was about to die.
The long tug-of-war of will lasted for a whole hour. Geng Zhao remained tall and patiently repeated the whole process with extraordinary talent and the true energy of the Bihuo.Yin Suming cursed him, cursed him, spitted him, struggled desperately, and finally started to cry.
Please...please...please...will you let me go, or do you do it well, okay?
Two lines of clear tears slid across the deep melon-shaped face, Yin Suming looked at her silent opponent with a graceful look.Geng Zhao didn't say a word for an hour, and the only sound made was a thick and thick breathing like a beast, which could very much arouse her lust.
She finally raised her hand to surrender.Nothing can be done!If this continues, the desire will completely burn her.
Please... Please, fuck me well once--the fair and mixed-race beauty shed tears and whimpered softly:
Please fuck me...it's good once.OK... Just fuck me once, please...
……Owner.
The hot and thick giant pierced through the tender flower path again. Yin Suming burst out with tears in pain, for fear that he would thrust out again in a few seconds. He reluctantly twisted his plump waist, thrust his snow buttocks, and greeted him greedily.Geng Zhao thrust in and out again and again, holding two white, sweaty, slippery breasts, and the enlarged pink nipples overflowed from her fingers, swollen into a charming cherry red.
--Now, it's finally time to use words.
Once again, he held her ear beads and sniffed the slightly scent of creamy fat on the back of her neck.Her body scent was strong, slightly pungent but very pleasant, like a civet, mixed with sweat and vaginal fluid, as well as the faint fishy and sweetness that had just passed the menstruation and the vagina was so aphrodisiac that it smelled particularly aphrodisiac.What do you ask me to do?
Please... Please fuck me by my master... AhAh... The girl lost in pleasure struggled to lift her butt, and suddenly remembered that it was the master who was asking questions, for fear that the thing would leave again, leaving only full emptiness. Her heart sank, her vagina tightened, and she pinched the man's great thing.
Please...Ah, Ah... use your master's big cock to insert it... into my pussy... Once you open your mouth, it will be no more difficult.Yeli's mixed-race girl seemed to be excited because of this, and she kept talking nonsense. As she became hot and hot, she shouted in her delicate crying voice:
The master rubs my breasts. I like and like my master's big cock the most. It's so big and hard...AhAh... The master quickly... use the big and hard cock very quickly, fuck... fuck mèi's pussy, fuck... fuck harder!It's so itchy and numb inside...
Geng Zhao felt that the dragon pestle was inserted into a ball of sticky, soft and hot, and the vaginal fluid was ground into a scald and thick slurry. The tip squeezed through a crisp, smooth and flexible soft corner, and deeply fell into a narrow and small part that was as soft as crispy and as greasy as paste, but the jade door was tightly tied and squeezed.The girl could no longer speak out the complete sentence, so she could only cry out in Ah and Ah's cute voice, her anger was fast and anxious, and she was about to come to an end.
--So your name is mèi'er.
The moment he was about to launch the Jizi Zhi, Geng Zhao suddenly heard the two words mèi'er. After hesitation, the thick semen suddenly ejaculated, and the strong heat sprayed Yin Suming - or should be called mèi'er - his voice suffocated and trembled, and then he threw it out, revealing the woman's most precious yin semen.
Geng Zhao sighed, silently recited the secret of the mind, and slowly absorbed the Yin Yuan into it, taking it for himself.
Back cover weapon design: Demon-subduing Green Steel Sword
After the screen, there was only one person from beginning to end.The one who walked in was a green-robed judge with a boot-pad shoulder pad, a ghost-faced sword-holding, and a genital-like judge, but the one who came out was a naked beauty with curly hair, snow-skinned skin, long legs and fertile breasts.
Yin Suming - no matter whether it is male or female, she takes over the position of the Lord of the Underworld, and her body can only be Yin Suming - with a slightly tilted body. A pair of snow-laced milks fell into a slanted oval shape, and it was like a pair of hanging vines and round melons, with a clear amount. The snow muscles in the breasts still had red marks tightly tied with cloth, which was difficult for her to wrap around such a huge and round thing.
Ghost Madam!
She supported her hands on her knees, screaming lazily, her voice under her mask was wet and stuffy.Bring a little dress!You forgot again--I saw that the old woman's back was slowly undulating, and then I remembered that she couldn't hear it. She tskated and took off her mask and threw it, picking up the soft leather bag on the table to play with it.
Subjugation: The eyes of the wolf. Nie Mingtu, the new ghost king with a strong eyebrows, actually had a foreign face with a strong eyebrows.
She has a natural melon-shaped face, a high nose bridge, and a slightly eagle-hooked one.Compared with the beauty in Dongshengzhou, Yin Suming's facial features are more three-dimensional, with deep contours, and the red dark brown eyebrows are both thick and thick, which is particularly energetic.
Under his eyebrows was a pair of scaryly large light brown eyes, which formed the sharp ends and round and full apricot kernels in the middle. The eyelashes were very thick, as if they were re-drawing a circle of daiqing eyeliners with an eyebrow pencil. When they opened them wide, their eyes were sharp and difficult to look at. When they squinted their eyes, they were lazy like cats.
In addition, her lips were also extremely plump, her slightly pursed upper lip was as plump as a cooked cucumber, and her lower lip beads were even more greasy. There were no dry and fine lines on her lips, and the color was like a rotten cherry blossom, and it was backed by the dense and impermeable breast muscle, making it look bright red.
Curly hair color eyes are the characteristics of the Mao people in the Western Region in ancient times.
To this day, the people of Xishan Road have rarely seen this appearance. Only the wandering Wairong on the extreme western border and the alien people outside the Great Wall of Beiguan Road can become like this.Or the foreign travelers who come from overseas like Kunlun slaves also have different pupils and hair colors from Dongshengzhou.
Geng Zhao originally thought she would be older.Sending off the head to apologize, leading the ghosts, peeling the face and changing... These are not things that young girls should be accustomed to.
But Yin Suming seemed to be at least twenty years old. His often exposed impatience and his bad habits of blurting out the words showed that his actual age might be three or two years younger, but his body was extremely mature and did not look green at all. Compared with Heng Shuying, Mingzhanxue, etc., it was even slightly better than the first-class people.
Although her outline is deep, her facial features still retain the softness of the women in Dongzhou, and her skin is more delicate than that of women in foreign countries. It is obviously because of mixed race, so it is not as rough and dry as they are, and it is prone to premature aging.
As a beauty, Yin Suming's beauty is not as good as Ran Er Palm Academy, which is both talented and beautiful.
But in addition to the strong exotic style, what really made her catch people's attention was the strange characteristics that were both contradictory and coordinated - men's clothing and women's body, plump and strong, Dongzhou accent and foreign faces, self-righteous style of conduct and mature and beautiful body, toxic means and age when she was about to be mature, sometimes smart and sometimes reckless...
Geng Zhao felt thoughtful and was about to ask with a hint of eyes, but Ming Zhanxue gently pulled his sleeves, and Yin Suming in the room made another amazing move.
She lay on the chair without a trace, stretched out her round and white thighs, spread the sides of the armrests, and stretched her slender jade fingers into her legs and rubbed her gently. Soon her breathing became stronger, her almond eyes narrowed slightly, and a thin whimper burst out between her lips, and her low voice was very attractive.
(She... is slandering herself!)
Geng Zhao's face turned red and her ears were hot, and her mind was buzzing, as if echoing the joyful moans of the mixed-race beauty.
From the side, her lower abdomen was extremely flat, her bulging pubic mound was round and covered with dense and soft hair, spreading down her vagina, all the way to the vicinity of her anus, and the color was lighter than her hair, and a wet golden red color was hidden under the light.
The small anus and thick vulva are similar to the areola, all with a very light pink color.
She peeled off the vulva with her fingertips, and the flesh folds inside were like pink and a little bit of arose red, which was lighter than cooked lotus root. With a touch of abundant water slurry covered, even the red ones could not be distinguished, and it was like a smooth lotus root powder.
Yin Suming seemed to be a familiar person. While rubbing the little nutmeg, he pinched his round left breast. The white breasts overflowed from the fingers and deformed violently.
Her legs bent and spread out like a frog, arched her waist and raised her hips, and her mons pubis rose high.This position was not very beautiful at first, but the snow-white body, who had just finished the shower, kept trembling slightly. The fingertips rubbed the sound of water in the heart, and the depression of moans and sweat all over the body burst out from the lips, which was indescribable lust.
Suddenly, she heard her voice pulling out her neck and letting her voice go. Ah, Ah, Ah's body stiffened, but her fingertips were still moving. Her plump waist arched like a live shrimp, and she was panting in a while, and she seemed to have lost it a little.
Geng Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly wiped away the sweat from the tip of his nose, and pulled Mingzhanxue to quit.
Ming Zhanxue smiled maliciously and whispered: Why are you busy with?Not finished yet!Look at it for a while.I saw Yin Suming put his legs down, his cheeks flushed, and he still had no intention of opening the rat-gray soft leather bag, taking out half of the thick, smooth and round antlers, holding the front end in his mouth for a while, then holding it and stretching it between his thighs, lubricating it with love fluid, and then stuffing it in bit by bit; but when she penetrated half of her little finger, she trembled, closed her eyes and raised her head, and breathed a long sigh.
That thing is called Mr. Kok.Mingzhanxue blushed and chuckled: When a woman needs it, she treats it as a man.Geng Zhao saw that she was familiar with the passage, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart. It seemed that Mingzhanxue also had such a piece. She didn't know where she was hidden, but he vomited with the half-sharpened and smooth half-antart antler, and his chest was so stuffy that he couldn't speak.
Mingzhanxue, who has always been crystal escaping, rarely realizes it later. Although he deliberately lowers his voice, he can speak vigorously. He doesn't want to get back 10% of the shame of Yixue not knowing the recliner before....There are some who have big appetites, so they must use fine horns covered with fine glutinous horns. They are said to be so refreshed and better than real men.
Geng Zhao didn't laugh after hearing this, and then he stumbled for a moment: Miss Ming...does it also use it?
Ming Zhanxue was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt awkward. He almost flew up his jade feet and kicked him off the beam. He twisted him hatefully, gritted his teeth and said: I have a sensitive physique, how... how can I use that kind of thing!In addition to being ashamed and angry, I suddenly felt a little sweet in my heart. I deliberately smiled badly and squinted my almond eyes and teased him: You are jealous, right?
Geng Zhao was silent for a moment, but this time she became abnormal. She did not blush and turned around, but just nodded.
Um.He seemed to feel bored again, but instead felt a little embarrassed. He touched his bald head and said in a low voice: Miss Ming, I am stupid, I really can't stand you.Ming Zhanxue leaned closer, her red face hid in his neck, and said softly: You like me, I am very happy.
The love on the beam is thick, but Yin Suming screams below, and it's out of control.
She leaned forward, bent her knees and half-kneeled, holding Mr. Kok with both hands, and her snow buttocks were shaking back and forth like riding a horse and waving. Her flat belly, her muscles were twisted and her sweaty six-piece muscles were tight; the recliner made a sound, almost falling apart.
The young and beautiful ghost king seemed to be very happy. While breathing, he kept tilting his head and moaning, rolling his eyes slightly, and gritting his teeth: Come again...Ah, Ah...Ah...Ah...Ah again!Let you look at me...AhAhAh...Look at mine...Um, um...Look at mine...AhAhAh--!
Look at my power. I couldn't finish it. I suddenly screamed and twitched and fell backwards. Her muscles and bones were extremely soft. She knelt down and folded her waist, touched her!As he hit the recliner heavily, Mr. Kok in his vagina was squeezed out by a tightened tube, fell to the ground and rolled around for a few times, bounced away.
Not to mention bending over to pick up this position, it is extremely difficult to get up together during orgasm.She groped around under the chair with her left hand, but rubbed the clam beads with her right hand. Her extremely fleshy waist arched hard, and a few drops of flower slurry splashed out and threw it out again.
Ming Zhanxue looked at the moment when her soul flew out of the sky, quickly uncovered the photo board and pulled Geng Zhao out silently.
The two of them jumped onto the nearest tree canopy, walked through Linye and looked into the house. They saw the naked girl with a delicate body limp, her eyes closed and her eyes were gasping for breath, and her huge and soft breasts kept rising and falling, and her condition was extremely erotic.
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Unexpectedly... the Ghost King is actually a daughter.Geng Zhao felt a little scared when he felt a touch of forehead sweat.
The women he met in his life were as gentle as horizontal and as beautiful as snow, but none of them had the unrestrained and self-deprecating nature, and their voices were so fierce that they almost ended up with a strong chicken-wedge. They ended up in a stalemate.
You were deceived by her!
Ming Zhexue burst out laughing and blinked her eyes, and Lise still had three points of cunning. That little girl is an uninformed young man! If she wasn't good enough for the first time, she might not be able to withstand the criticism.
Geng Zhao listened to it in a mess.He personally saw Yin Suming inserting Mr. Jiao into the jade house, shaking and moving in and out, and one hundred yellow girls were also worn out. How could they be uninformed young children?
Although his body is broken, inside... Mingzhanxue's jade face is slightly red, and he bit his lips and smiles: But the flower path has never been swept by a guest.She looked quite scary when she was slandering. Can you see that Mr. Kok was only wet at the front of her knuckles?
Mr. Jiao was already lost. Geng Zhao had just rushed his blood. Although she looked at her crispy pink clams a lot, she really didn't pay attention to the depth of the erotic tool.
Whether it is with his hands or Mr. Jiao, from beginning to end, only Xiaodou was kneading. Even if you include lustful tools, it will only be the depth of the hand, which will destroy your chastity. The yin is still like a virgin and you have never received any external objects.
Geng Zhao still didn't believe it.
Why is this... again?Since your body is damaged, why not...get it in?
Because she is afraid of pain!fool.
Ming Zhexue knocked on his forehead lightly.Looking at her appearance, maybe I don’t know that I am still half a virgin, and I thought I had seen the world, so I just wanted to have fun.He seems to be lewd and lustful, but in fact he is just a fool.
She sighed quietly.It's difficult for her to think about it.He took over the master of the underworld with his daughter, but he could not let his subordinates know that the evil path is a place where adultery and plunder are all done. The strong are prey on the weak and will not be able to sit in the great position.Even the old female slave in a foreign country beside her couldn't believe it. Who else could she tell me about this?
Geng Zhao laughed.
Miss Ming, if you want to choose a place in the world without sympathy, I will first consider gathering evil paths.
That's right.Mingzhanxue also smiled for a while and said seriously: Nie Mingtu is not here.The girl in Yin Suming was a big trouble herself. She kept the secret and was afraid that people would know it. If she wanted to sleep at night, she would never place the wolf head near her.If it were me, he would imprison him...
The two of them said in unison: ...Saba Pavilion!After speaking, they looked at each other and smiled.
Mingzhan Xuedao: Let’s go find Nie Mingtu.This job is to be broken and saved. Even if you find someone, you have to bring it out alive.I'm more suitable than you.Geng Zhao was convinced that he was right. He said this at all, and he had no way to refute it. He just asked: What about me?what I do?
Mingzhanxue's eyes rolled, and her expression seemed to be a smile.
Your job is really important, you have to trip up Yin Suming for me.The three evil paths are ultimately one sect. When things come to an end, it is difficult to guarantee that the ghost king’s wolf heads will not be connected. With my current martial arts, it is impossible to deal with the two of them in one go.
Geng Zhao was not coaxed by others, and pointed out that she was strange: Miss Ming, with my current martial arts skills, how can I trip up Yin Suming?Mingzhanxue laughed: Who asked you to beat me?Just be that Mr. Kok.
Geng Zhao blushed: Miss Ming, you...I... I almost want to show my intentions to show that I have nothing more than my thoughts about the beautiful mixed-race girl.
Ming Zhexue burst out laughing, slapped him gently, and glanced at him with a corner of his eyes: Fool!If I drink this jar of jealousy, why do I use it to disgust myself?Snuggling up to his chest, he said softly: You learn light skills and acupoints, learn the fire and bird pills, and after learning the thoughts and seeing, you have to learn again, so that I can feel at ease that you can walk alone without suffering others' losses.
Geng Zhao was stunned when she heard this, and her blood was rising: She actually thought about me so much!He tightened his arms, hugged the jade man in his arms, and whispered: Miss Ming, I listen to everything you say.I will learn whatever you ask me to learn, and I will never let you down.
Mingzhan kissed him gently, pushed his chest away and sat upright, and said seriously: You know that I was born in Tianluoxiang. The most powerful thing in the Tianluoxiang lineage is the technique of Hehe Refining and Replenishing.Just learn this.
Geng Zhao was shocked.
Collecting and replenishing... Isn't that a magic trick that everyone in the world despises?
The dual cultivation of Taoism is also despised by everyone in the world. Do you think the Bihuo Divine Art is right or wrong?Mingzhanxue sneered slightly.Geng Zhao was speechless. Her eyes changed, and she suddenly felt tender and comforted her with kind words: I know you are a gentleman who keeps the right path. Teach you this method to prevent you from being deceived by women.
The secret of the collection and supplementation of this treasure book "Tianluo Jing" is quite unique. Its principle is similar to the Green Fire Divine Art. It also produces yang with yin and yang with yin. However, the Green Fire Divine Art is born and beneficial to each other, but the Heavenly Luo Jing is picked from others.
When she saw Geng Zhao's face, she said calmly: In addition to replenishing and promoting health, this method has two other benefits.First, if a woman performs supplements on you, it will only be useless before the "Tianluo Sutra" - my senior sister has a grudge against me, and it is hard to guarantee that she will not attack you.For you and for me, you must understand this.
Geng Zhao heard that she was full of care for herself and was grateful in her heart, and her solemn expression also calmed down.
Mingzhan Snow Road: Second, picking and supplementing are both sides of the same body.Just by doing this method, you can feed your own skills to the other party. The higher your cultivation level in the future, the more you dare not say that you are resurrected, you may be able to save a life.
Geng Zhao nodded nodded and said: Miss Ming is right.I am willing to learn this method.
Mingzhanxue smiled and said: You have learned this method long ago!It's just that I haven't found it, I don't understand it.Do you still remember the word "Ji" in "Tongming Transformation"?There is no such method in the Central Plains of the Pill and Secret Book. It was inspired by the "Tianluo Sutra" to promote the transformation of the mind.After a few brief suggestions, Geng Zhao suddenly became enlightened.
You have already mastered the Jizi Rules. The method is easy to understand and difficult to use.You must find a woman with basic internal skills and be willing to lose herself in order to let you explore and practice.One finger inside the house: I know that you are kind and upright, and you will not bear this.This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity--
She looked straight at Geng Zhao, and a sharp light burst out from Mingmèi's eyes.
If there was no such person in the world, which one would you choose?
Geng Zhao was speechless.Mingzhanxue pulled him into the board and returned to the hidden place on the beam.
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In less than a moment, Yin Suming had slandered himself for several times and had ejaculated several times.
The naked lower body is in a mess, but the vulva is congested and enlarged, swollen into a crack and pointed peach. The tight skin is filled with light orange like powder, and the color is greasy and delicious.
The air is filled with a faint warm and sticky texture, with a faint smell of fishy smell, like raw beef with blood, or like fresh horse milk put into the skin, hanging it in the sun and stirring it, turning it into a light, transparent, spicy and spicy horse milk wine. The smell is a bit pungent, but it is filled with fresh, unique vitality and decadence of youthful body.
The recliner was covered with love juice. The three masters of the underworld who had just changed from a girl to a girl were tired and stood up tired. While savoring the afterglow in their body, they supported their body and walked towards the suitcase. The extremely fleshy long legs were almost difficult to support.
She struggled to pull out a short black silk bellyband and two black and green thin sweat towels from the box, and the remaining strength was almost used up.She had to go back to bed by herself.
Yin Suming did not always indulge himself in this way.
She had just defeated the wolf head Nie Mingtu, who was as famous as her master, although it was based on the master's secret method. The facts were in front of her: what the master wanted to do but could not do was finally completed in her hands, no matter what form.This is one of the reasons why she wants to treat herself tonight.
Another reason may be more intuitive and strong.Her menstrual period just ended yesterday, and today is the time for the strongest physical desires.She dragged her weak body back to the comfortable recliner, wiped the mess between her legs with a clean cloth towel, and tried to cover her body and desire with the three pieces of cloth she had flipped out so that she could take a break.
Ordinary bellybands are cut first with diamond-shaped pieces cut off at the top to form narrow and long five-corner corners. The four corners formed in the upper half are tied with straps, tied to the vest behind the neck.The black silk bag was cut in half by the waist, in a long trapezoid with a wide bottom and narrow top. It had no lower half of the cloth flattened the chest, and it just wrapped around a pair of heavy round breasts. The top was embroidered with symmetrical patterns in gold and blue. Each side of the breast was stretched out a delicate butterfly the size of a palm, which appeared vividly with the waves.
Yin Suming used a belt to tie his full breasts for most of the day, otherwise no one could deceive her with her delicate and beautiful figure. When she returned to her bedroom, she had to change into a bellyband that flattened her chest, and she would not get angry.The ghost madam specially cut her bellyband into a short one for her.
She tied one of the black-green fine sweat towels around her waist, and the other one was along the thighs, tied the waist scarves in front and behind the two ends, and the two thin sweat towels formed a Ding character.This method of wearing is also heard from overseas and is quite popular on the coast of Nanling. Women use it to protect their delicate private parts, which is especially suitable for riding horses to avoid skin breaking on the saddle, so it is called a horse-riding sweat towel.
She was covered in thin white snow and was made of black scarf, which was even more charming and charming.
Geng Zhao was dazzled and confused: this mixed-race girl was full of strange charm, not deliberately making things happen, but her whole body and heart longing for sex, and her every move was a temptation, but she herself was completely unaware of anything and was worried about other irrelevant things.
Yin Suming had just put on a sweat towel, and his fingers accidentally slid across his lower abdomen. He suddenly felt that the thinness and thinness could make the skin feel smoother through it. As he touched it, his fingertips trembled into his thighs, biting his lips and sobbing for a few times, deeper and thicker liquid stains oozing from the black scarf covering his mons pubis.
Ming Zhaxue couldn't help laughing: This girl is born to be lustful and has no cure to save her.You can deal with her, and I will go back.Geng Zhao heard something strange again and asked hurriedly: Miss Ming, how long should I deal with her?Mingzhanxue held back her smile and answered seriously: The worst thing is until dawn.If I haven't returned before dawn, and you are still waiting for death, I have no choice.
Geng Zhao is still waiting to be asked, Mingzhanxue raised his eyebrows and laughed in a low voice: I'm so annoying, my mother!A slender jade foot flew under the skirt and kicked him off guard!
Geng Zhao landed in a mess, causing a carp to jump up, his mind was blank, and he was suddenly at a loss.
Yin Suming was so beautiful that he raised his jade leg, and evened the tip of his toes and twitched. Suddenly, something rolled down from the beam and bounced up suddenly. When he landed on the ground, his knees became soft, and a little flowery slurry oozed out of the black scarf, and he almost fell into a fall.
She flipped the cloth bag on the table with her hands, and carried out the green steel sword to subdue the demons with her sword and sheath. The silver soft armor of the hundred-forged soft armor covered the evil and protected her chest. The green silk python robe wrapped in the sword armor was pulled up in a hurry, and the iron flute, mask and other trivial matters were thrust!It scattered everywhere, and it was difficult to summon the guards for a while. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:
Who are you!Dare to break into this... I remembered that I was naked and could not show myself as the Ghost King, so I changed my words: Dare to break into the forbidden room!Who instructed you?
Geng Zhao's thoughts were heard and pointed at her and said tremblingly: Female donor, this is the first monastery in my house, you... you can't come!After shouting, the spiritual spring surged, and he was very immersed in the show, grabbing the bald head and wandering around: Clothes... Clothes!You have to wear clothes first... I'm dead, I'm done this time...
Yin Suming came to his senses: No, it’s really not good if the Six Ghosts or others are alarmed!The sword fell and went out the window to compete: Don’t quarrel, the first seat is here!
Geng Zhao thought to himself: Your method is worse than mine.He had to fall into a trap, so he used a mouthful of green fire to protect his heart meridians and turned his head as he said: Ah, he is the first seat!The finger behind the neck is as strong as the wind, and the Yin Su Ming Ling Snake rushed over, and pointed several large acupoints in a row, and the hands, eyes, body and skills are both first-class.
Little do we know that the purity of the inner breath in the world does not come from the true qi of the green fire; the mystery of the qi sensing is nothing more than the innate fetal breath.Yin Suming's fingers were like lightning, and the Bihuo Divine Art was still fingering the body and induced a sense. Geng Zhao's body was extremely loose and he moved the acupoints for about a while.
Yin Suming used true power to use these fingers, and penetrated the energy into the body and caused a vague pain. Unfortunately, it was all pierced on the muscles and bones, and it was useless.
Geng Zhao did the whole show, and with a Gudong, he turned over and fell down. Yin Suming was quick and quick. He held him and took the lead and threw it with all his strength. Bang!He pushed him into the chair, and the Demon-Subduing Sword pressed against his neck and said sternly: Say!Who are you and why are you here?I can recognize all the monks in the temple. If there is a false saying, I will teach you that blood will splatter on the spot!
Geng Zhao originally wanted to make a disciple of the Ru generation casually. After she reminded her, she thought: The Faxing Academy has peeled off all the face and replaced it with a white face. If I say it is Hengru and Guangru, I will be exposed on the spot.With a sudden inspiration, he stuttered:
The little monk... The little monk Qingru is a disciple under the seat of the Great Monk Xianyi.When cleaning in the morning, I set up the ladder and raised the beams, but I knew... My senior brother started to tease him and quietly removed the ladder.I dare not disturb my first seat and I can only go down until the ladder is sweeping tomorrow morning.
The real Qingru has long been dead. The body was discovered in the past two days and has not been buried yet, so it will naturally not appear when peeled.The wonder is that Qingru is a proud disciple who reveals his righteousness, and he is indispensable for bad things. Hengru and others were caught in the ecstasy medicine and were awakened by the equality banner, and the word Qingru often appeared in the dirty things they offered, but there was no one in the hall.
Yin Suming suddenly realized: It turned out that you were deceived into the crossbar and actually saved your life.Humph, since I have met you, I will just play with you. If you are still angry at dawn, I will use it to make the White Flood Injury.Making up his mind, giggled, and squinted:
Then do you know who I am?
Little...the little monk doesn't know.
Didn’t your master often abduct beautiful daughters and hide them here to rape them?I caught him and kept him in lockup several times.Your master likes me so he loves rubbing my breasts the most and inserting his ugly thing into my pussy.
She was born in the world of evil and evil paths. She has seen so many cruel and terrible things since she was a child. Rape, abuse, and eating raw people alive... are all common.The previous Ghost King never regarded this secret successor as a woman, but instead gave talent education with the goal of unifying the Lord of the Three Ways. Under the influence of the eyes, Yin Suming did not feel that those dirty words were anything.
She played with this little monk like a cat and a mouse, but she didn't know how sexy and exciting it was for a mixed-race girl with snow-skinned skin, long and beautiful face, and her breasts and holes!
Geng Zhao had never seen half a short bellyband. His most thrilling memory of women's underwear was still in Mingzhanxue's elegant and charming crow green bellyband.However, Yin Suming's black pocket did not wrap his breasts and did not allow him to move. Instead, he packed two huge breast balls, making them look more and more exquisite and concise.
As Yin Suming spoke, his soft and flexible breasts also rose and fell. The two embroidered butterflies on the breasts were constantly rising and falling, squeezing and rounding, which was particularly attractive.Geng Zhao looked at it a few times, and there was a heat flow between her abdomen. She swallowed a few times with her lips and tongue dry, and a thrill in her crotch.
She was laughing even more and more maliciously: Little monk, may you also want to touch my breasts and insert them into my vagina?Geng Zhao blushed and stuttered: Female...Female donor, the little monk advised you not to... With a neat and crisp sound, he was slapped on his face with a hot slap.
Take off the word "吉" and you should call me Master.Yin Suming stroked his swollen and bloody cheeks, squinted his eyes and said softly: From now on, every time you speak, you must call the master first.Did you hear it?
Geng Zhao was so painful that tears burst out from the corners of her eyes. She nodded and said: Hearing... Before she finished speaking, she slapped her backhand again!
Finally he understood and quickly changed his words: Master, I heard it--Ba!Another thrust made him dizzy. Fortunately, the true energy of Bihuo moved accordingly, but the corners of his mouth were cracked and he spat out a mouth full of blood. If it were to be replaced by someone else, if it weren't for the bent neck bone, at least the chin would fall off.
--It's said that the master is, why do you still have to fight?
Yin Suming narrowed his beautiful almond eyes and smiled beautifully: I don’t want to hear this anymore.You said thank you, my master for hitting me.Geng Zhao was about to recite again, but suddenly realized: This is a trap!It's time to talk about the master first.But I couldn't speak and I was hit hard again.
The master's orders did not even hesitate!
The fair and charming mixed-race girl smiled brightly, with her left hand wrapped around her breasts, and two plump and tender balls of white flesh overflowed between her slender arms, almost sliding out of her pocket.
This is what the owner has played for more than a moment, and it is a tormented side dish in the evil path. The three dishes have different kitchen flavors, but the starting style is the same. Geng Zhao was beaten by Nie Mingtu for three consecutive nights. The wolf-headed hitting someone is a profound science. He tried to seek the greatest limit of pain, but the damage was between fatal and healable. In comparison, Yin Suming's methods were incredible. Perhaps she had always given orders, unlike the old wolf-head who did it himself and made knowledge from it.
She doesn't just love to beat people, and she has other plans in her mind.
When Yin Suming was a child, the former Ghost King personally demonstrated an interesting torture for her, called Guanyang Needle.
When a man suffers great pain, his penis will become bigger and harder, which is far more majestic than when he is a woman.The master told her: This punishment is interesting, so it is here.If you cannot understand the source of pain in a person and cannot insert a few needles, then your words will fall down in a while, like a leech sprinkled with salt; blood flows out of the dry and soft things, and even if you have life, you will not be able to recover.
Finally, on the man tied to the torture bench, the master inserted a total of thirty-five needles, and the things that were swollen into purple sauce were as big as a baby's arm, and the whole body was as smooth as an eggplant. Thirty-five golden needles were penetrated in an interlaced manner, which looked very beautiful.pity!When your master made it himself, he had 7749 needles.Don't be ashamed of your ancestors as I do.When the master said this, there was a sense of indescribable loneliness.
After taking over the position, in order to prevent someone from exploring the mechanism, she also kept a distance from torture involving penis and female genitals to avoid causing unnecessary associations.Today, this young monk accidentally broke the secret. Isn’t everything God’s will?
Yin Suming tortured him for a quarter of an hour. He calculated that he could almost get the needle in. When he turned around and looked at his crotch, he was shocked: I haven't tortured someone with my own hands for a long time, and I haven't put my skills down at all.How much pain did he suffer to be... so great?I saw a giant eggplant floating on the monk's pants, which looked like a trouser cloth, and it seemed like a fat snake hidden in his crotch.
She couldn't turn her eyes and forgot to abuse her. She reached out to touch her and murmured: Little monk, so you are so afraid of pain!Tsk tsk.
Geng Zhao was not tortured by some pain, but when he looked up close, he found that Yin Suming was born with extremely beautiful: his snow-white skin, deep red and thick hair, his shape and color were like the plump peaks of an oval peacock, his plump buttocks and long legs..., etc., were all very charming.
This time, his way to transfer pain was not to escape into tranquility, but to let his imagination run wild, smelling her slightly scent of milky fragrance, warm and fresh body odor, as well as the residual scent of the lewd water on the chair, and fantasizing about the various lustful things he had with her; when he came to his senses, his lower body was already scaryly hard.
Yin Suming untied his trouser belt, and the hot and ferocious angry dragon took off his restraints, thrust out loudly, and was so bent that it almost touched the lower abdomen, jumping and jumping like a living thing.Little monk, your dick... so big Ah!She murmured and couldn't help but think in her heart: This is twice as thick as Mr. Jiao.How can a too big cock... be stuffed into your vagina?
Geng Zhao has never used a dick. Such a vulgar statement, but I didn't expect that today I could hear from a young and beautiful beautiful girl. I couldn't help but be stunned. Suddenly I felt an unprecedented impulse of lust, which was particularly erotic and exciting.
Before he could think of how to deal with it, Yin Suming was already sitting on the edge of the square stool and reached out to stroke the dragon pestle. He seemed to be a little difficult to grasp, and then he used two small hands to hold it together. The smooth and soft palms stroking the stem of the pestle, which made people feel comfortable.
Finally, Geng Zhao still remembered that he wanted to pretend that the acupuncture point was sealed, enduring his limbs and his firm buttocks and his lower abdomen kept twitching.Yin Suming felt that the hot giant object in his palm continued to swell. He opened his light brown apricot eyes widened, and while speeding up the movements in his hand, he asked in a low voice: Is this comfortable, little monk?
Very... very comfortable...
Geng Zhao arched her waist, and the sucking feeling at the front end was very sharp, with a hint of venting.
This time, Yin Suming forgot to still play the game Thank you Master, and he focused and carefully stroked it. A thin layer of sweat emerged from the tip of his slightly eagle-haired nose.Geng Zhao endured the pleasure of rushing in, and suddenly felt the pressure of stroking light. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yin Suming changing to holding it with one hand. The other snow-white little hand touched the black scarf between his thighs, stirring up a rich sound of water.
While Yin Suming was stroking him, he reached into the sweat towel and rubbed the swollen fresh clam beads, making the juice flowing, and dripping along the towel onto the stool, making a sound of answers and answers.
She couldn't resist her desire, and she just wanted to give birth to her third or fourth hand to play with her breasts, rubbing the deadly three points and pushing herself to the top.Gritting her teeth and enduring it for a while, and the gasping became thicker and thicker. She leaned forward tightly with her knees, and her jade legs became a snow-white and slender inner horoscope. Her left hand was tightly clamped into the heart of her legs, red clouds appeared on her cheeks and neck, and a dense sweat on her breasts-
Mr. Kok…
There was obviously no one else, she suddenly turned around and looked around with a reckless and furious person on the verge of collapse: Where is Mr. Jiao?Where?Where?The lustful utensils have long disappeared, but the Yin Su Ming arrow is on the string, and it is difficult to move in an instant. The shouting is just to vent the burning desire in the chest.
At this time, the hot and soft and hard feeling in her hands reminded her.Yin Suming turned around, stepped onto the recliner, squatted on Geng Zhao like a frog, holding the tip of the dragon pestle in his hand, pressing the round honey slit of the vulva against the scorching pestle, and gritted his teeth and said sternly to him:
you!It's just a substitute for that thing.A lowly slave and a lowly cock like you will never be able to put it into your master’s body!Do you understand?
The dragon pestle was filled with lust, and a ball of plump and beautiful flesh couldn't help sliding back and forth through the wet Poluo. It was so comfortable that it was far better to put its palms in the palm. Geng Zhao couldn't help but push his waist a few times, and his thick sun roots were wrapped in the slit of water and gauze, which made Yin Su Ming whimper twice, and sat down, tighter and deeper.
I understand...
Call the master!You a naughty slave!Yin Suming slapped him a few times, as if he could explain it. He pressed his lower abdomen with both hands, and his snow-white buttocks kept shaking, like a wild horse that was running away from reins.
Gradually, she felt that the waist scarf between her hips was very cumbersome. Geng Zhao's giant thing was much more majestic than Mr. Jiao. Frictioning through the cloth scarf could only relieve her desire, but she could not fill the emptiness in the honey crack - although she did not really understand what it felt like to be filled with fullness.
He is a lowly slave and must not be put into the body of a noble master!This cheap slave, a cheap cock!The cheap... the cheap big cock... the cheap, the cheap... so big and hard, so hot... the big cock...
She was like a devil, pushing the wet towel between her thighs to the side, splitting the golden red hairs covered with water, revealing her plump vagina, and stuffing the blunt tip the size of an egg into the slit of flesh; the pink flesh folds in the slit were too congested, and the clam beads that swelled into the shape of a little finger, all of which turned into an extremely gorgeous pink!
Very... so big!
Yin Su Ming raised his thighs and swallowed the penis in one by one.Although the flawless evidence has been broken, Ming Zhexue’s inference is correct. Her flower path is indeed uninformed, and she has not even entered a single finger, as immature as a virgin.
Relying on the Fengpei Mirun of continuous orgasm, the beautiful mixed-race girl finally swallowed most of her body, trembling, tilted her plump snow neck and let out a breath, lowered her head and saw that there was still a small part of it exposed, but Yuhu was already squeezing. She was shocked for the first time: If she inserted it all, wouldn't she want to kill anyone?
After all, the vulva is different from the vagina. The clitoris stimulation is fast and slow, and the stimulation is slow. The severity and weight of each have their own merits. The climax and aftertaste also make the woman intoxicated.
However, the penis inserted into the vagina was an unreliable foreign object invading. Even if it was not moved, the hot penis still squeezed the vagina, causing pain and numbness, and the five-scent impurities. Kuaimeizhong may be hurt by rough movements. The pain of tearing may be accompanied by inexplicable joy and elusive.
Yin Suming adapted to the thick and long embedded in his body, and he was like a fierce horse, shaking his thick red hair like flames, and his snow-white body slowly rose and fell around Geng Zhao's waist.As a girl who has just tasted the rain, she is very skilled, bold and not afraid of pain. She shakes her body clumsy and persistently. The giant objects in her vagina occasionally scratch the delicate virgin path, which is probably caused by her own rushing.
After about dozens of strokes, she supported her hands, clamped her round breasts between her arms and raised her buttocks and trembled violently. She was dizzy and venting, making her wrist sore and soft that she almost fell down with force.
Very... so comfortable...
She squinted her eyes and sighed softly, her throat was unexpectedly delicate, and she finally looked like a daughter who had been young for ten years.
There is another difference between inserting the vagina and irritating the vulva - it is not something you can pull it out just by pulling it out.
Geng Zhao separated his armpits, and his strong chest muscles were soft and sank. Yin Suming's hands slid into his ribs, and he suddenly lost support. Puff!Once you sit to the end, pain and pleasure both come.She raised her head and screamed, her whole body was convulsed, her voice twitching, revealing her originally slender female voice, rather than a neutral voice that was deliberately lowered.
After successfully attacking, Geng Zhao did not let her breathe evenly. He pinched her wrist and grabbed her strong, fleshy snow-white waist and shook her. Yin Suming lay down on him, and was penetrated by the dragon pestle to the bottom. Only half of the roots were left quickly in and out, and JīJī digged out a large handful of flower slurry, so moistened that the intersecting part was white.
Yin Suming whimpered and shook his head wildly, with a spasm inside and outside, and his vagina was tightened desperately. The big white snow buttocks were pushed and shook, and even the anus was covered with splashing vaginal fluid.
AhAhAhAhAh--It's going to be broken, it's going to be broken...No, don't...AhAhAhAh--
She could no longer disguise her helpless screams, and she dragged her long cry and cried out again soon.
Yin Suming opened his hazy brown eyes for a moment and lost consciousness. Geng Zhao took the opportunity to hold her and turned over, let her lie on the chair, pull her hands over her head, and bent her feet apart, and put the two slender and straight snow-grey ankles on the armrests, both of which were tied tightly with the red rope on the chair.
Yin Suming gasped for a while, and the two slightly flattened balls of snow breasts rose and fell from time to time. The big light brown eyes were slightly focused. Finally, he figured out the situation and struggled hard: You...you let me go!You a naughty slave!You dare... Let me go quickly!Helplessly, the spirit was so weak that the red rope was tied strongly. The more you struggled, the tighter you became, and you couldn't move at all.
Geng Zhao is not good at speaking, but he learned a truth from the torture method of gathering evil paths: controlling whatever he wants and unexpectedly can shake his will far more than verbal insults.In comparison, words are just a blow that fuels the fire, not the key to crushing will.
He took off his clothes, exposed his strong body, knelt naked on the square stool, held the dragon pestle, and sent it into Yin Suming's wet and greasy vagina.
She gasped as the rhythm of entering and leaving, and every move was so solid and powerful, driving to the bottom, making her red hair shaking, and she gritted her teeth and said with hatred: "The cheap slave... Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu
Geng Zhao didn't say anything, and grabbed her soft and huge breasts with both hands, making a ball of snow-covered noodles. Occasionally, she sucked the soft and thin nipples and gently circled them with her fingers. Yin Suming had his first meditation and human affairs, but he could not be merciless. His mind was gradually overwhelmed by pleasure, and his lower body was sore and numb, painful and beautiful.
The thick blunt tip breaks through the flowering path like a sausage, scraping through every tiny fold of flesh, and hitting the soft flower center hard.The shameful posture of bent legs wide open made the passage lighter, but made the jade door tense. Every stroke seemed to be poked open. The pain had just passed through my mind, and the sour, numb, and quick beauty that penetrated the heart of the flower came up again...
At some point, the beautiful mixed-race girl no longer resisted, and her full mons pubic frequently thrust her to cater to her. The two of them put their lips on each other, and they were so kissing that they couldn't stand it.
(It's time.)
Geng Zhao suppressed his desire and stopped his movements, and knelt up.Yin Suming was at a critical moment when he was about to lose it. He fell from the clouds to the ground, twisted his snow buttocks and rubbed his feet upwards, and wanted to move his lower abdomen to stroke the dragon pestle, but it was difficult to make up for the loss.She was almost driven crazy by desire, and she couldn't help but close her eyes and urged: Come quickly... Come quickly!You're so naughty...
Geng Zhao slowly pulled the root of the pestle out a little.
Yin Suming was so angry that he suddenly opened his eyes, but saw Geng Zhao looking at him calmly.After all, she had something to ask for, so she pressed her anger down, barely squeezed out a charming lips, slowly thrust her vagina, pinched and twisted the small half that was still stuck inside, and gasped: Come in quickly!I...reach it soon!mèi's eyes are like silk, and their sharp and slightly curved corners are dripping from honey water.
Although she has never been a woman for a day, she has been looking in the mirror for twenty years and knows her beauty and charm.
Sure enough, Geng Zhao slowly retreated and tinkered with her a few times. Each of them made her feel full of pleasure, as if she was even more than she could imagine and could bear.Ah, Ah, Ah-- The snow-run mixed-race girl swayed her big breasts, longing for his rough and powerful dark palms.Even more powerful...more!Ah, Ah, Ah…
Then he stopped moving and looked at her calmly.
Yin Suming became furious and began to curse, ridicule him for not being a man or a person, trying to make him look erect and retaliate in a rough manner... but everything was just futile.
Whether she cursed or spit, Geng Zhao only withdrew a little at a time; when she was almost in trouble and was almost desperate, she suddenly pounded her a few times, picked her favorite positions and the force, and used the postures she liked, but did not use the most intense and ecstasy kind of reactions she responded.
Then she stood up and stopped, letting her body burned by desire slowly cool down, and only ignited her again the moment she was about to die.
The long tug-of-war of will lasted for a whole hour. Geng Zhao remained tall and patiently repeated the whole process with extraordinary talent and the true energy of the Bihuo.Yin Suming cursed him, cursed him, spitted him, struggled desperately, and finally started to cry.
Please...please...please...will you let me go, or do you do it well, okay?
Two lines of clear tears slid across the deep melon-shaped face, Yin Suming looked at her silent opponent with a graceful look.Geng Zhao didn't say a word for an hour, and the only sound made was a thick and thick breathing like a beast, which could very much arouse her lust.
She finally raised her hand to surrender.Nothing can be done!If this continues, the desire will completely burn her.
Please... Please, fuck me well once--the fair and mixed-race beauty shed tears and whimpered softly:
Please fuck me...it's good once.OK... Just fuck me once, please...
……Owner.
The hot and thick giant pierced through the tender flower path again. Yin Suming burst out with tears in pain, for fear that he would thrust out again in a few seconds. He reluctantly twisted his plump waist, thrust his snow buttocks, and greeted him greedily.Geng Zhao thrust in and out again and again, holding two white, sweaty, slippery breasts, and the enlarged pink nipples overflowed from her fingers, swollen into a charming cherry red.
--Now, it's finally time to use words.
Once again, he held her ear beads and sniffed the slightly scent of creamy fat on the back of her neck.Her body scent was strong, slightly pungent but very pleasant, like a civet, mixed with sweat and vaginal fluid, as well as the faint fishy and sweetness that had just passed the menstruation and the vagina was so aphrodisiac that it smelled particularly aphrodisiac.What do you ask me to do?
Please... Please fuck me by my master... AhAh... The girl lost in pleasure struggled to lift her butt, and suddenly remembered that it was the master who was asking questions, for fear that the thing would leave again, leaving only full emptiness. Her heart sank, her vagina tightened, and she pinched the man's great thing.
Please...Ah, Ah... use your master's big cock to insert it... into my pussy... Once you open your mouth, it will be no more difficult.Yeli's mixed-race girl seemed to be excited because of this, and she kept talking nonsense. As she became hot and hot, she shouted in her delicate crying voice:
The master rubs my breasts. I like and like my master's big cock the most. It's so big and hard...AhAh... The master quickly... use the big and hard cock very quickly, fuck... fuck mèi's pussy, fuck... fuck harder!It's so itchy and numb inside...
Geng Zhao felt that the dragon pestle was inserted into a ball of sticky, soft and hot, and the vaginal fluid was ground into a scald and thick slurry. The tip squeezed through a crisp, smooth and flexible soft corner, and deeply fell into a narrow and small part that was as soft as crispy and as greasy as paste, but the jade door was tightly tied and squeezed.The girl could no longer speak out the complete sentence, so she could only cry out in Ah and Ah's cute voice, her anger was fast and anxious, and she was about to come to an end.
--So your name is mèi'er.
The moment he was about to launch the Jizi Zhi, Geng Zhao suddenly heard the two words mèi'er. After hesitation, the thick semen suddenly ejaculated, and the strong heat sprayed Yin Suming - or should be called mèi'er - his voice suffocated and trembled, and then he threw it out, revealing the woman's most precious yin semen.
Geng Zhao sighed, silently recited the secret of the mind, and slowly absorbed the Yin Yuan into it, taking it for himself.
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