Han Feng looked up slightly, looked at the clouds in the sky, and said softly: For so many years, I have always remembered the expression he wanted to kill me. He wanted to kill his wife and daughter, but he could still smile as if nothing had happened.
My father... must be a cruel devil
Wen Yuan heard her speak faintly, and felt very embarrassed, saying: How do you want to find him? Are there any clues? Han Feng said: My master saved me from his sword and had seen his martial arts. Master was young at that time and first arrived in the Central Plains. He couldn't recognize my father's sect skills. He only knew that his sword skills were very good, and his internal strength was particularly powerful. Wen Yuan said: Well, is a master of sword use? Han Feng said: Also, I remember my father's name. Wen Yuan said: Knowing the name, it's much easier to find Ling Zun's name?
As soon as he asked, he felt uneasy: A master who is good at using swords and has a strong internal strength, his surname is Han
It was Miss Han’s father, so he was at least in his forties... For a moment, he couldn’t help but think of his second master Han Xuqing and thought to himself: It shouldn’t be possible?
Han Feng's voice was low and he said: Han Jinren is close to him, and Ren Yi is righteous. After saying that, Han Feng let out a contemptuous sneer and said: "The name does not mean anything, is it?"
Wen Yuan pondered for a moment and said: Han Jinren? In the martial arts world, I have never heard of this person.
Han Feng said: However, I must find him out. He nodded and said: If you find your father, what are you going to do?
Han Feng lowered his head and said, "I want to ask him why he killed me and my mother." Wen Yuan said, "What should I do after asking?" Han Feng shook his head and whispered: I have to ask, but I know."
Then he turned to Wenyuan and said: I'm talking too far, this is not your business Wenyuan. I hope you take over the head of Dongzong. In addition to hoping that you will take care of the junior sisters and the others, you also have an intention.
Wen Yuan looked at her face, and the expression of recalling the old hatred just now had disappeared, replaced by a little uneasiness.
He remembered what Qin Panying said and immediately said: It is related to Biyi Palace, is it?
When Han Feng heard this, his face turned red and said: Do you know? Wen Yuan said: What do you know?
Han Feng turned his head and said softly: Our Yunxiao Sect, the head of the East and West Sects, often... often... married couples.
After saying something to Qin Panying, Wen Yuan had already guessed Han Feng's intentions. When she heard her say it, she still couldn't help but feel thrilling in her heart and said: Miss Han, I'm so sorry... Han Feng said first before he finished speaking: You won't agree to me, right? Wen Yuan was stunned. Hearing Han Feng's reaction, he was unexpected and didn't know how to reply for a while.
Han Feng looked lonely and said quietly: In order to save that Ziyuan, you went to the Feast of Winning. Her weight in your heart must be extraordinary. Of course, I can't compare to her. And Miss Hua, Little Murong, how could you leave them behind and go to Tianshan Biyi Palace with me? I'm afraid... In your heart, you have never liked me.
Wen Yuan smiled bitterly and said: Since Miss Han said that, there is no need to ask me. Then he said: You hope I will take care of the disciples of your sect, and you should do your best to do your best, but the head of the sect is absolutely not allowed.
Han Feng moved his shoulders, as if he was making a gesture and sighed, and said softly: I don’t know when it started, but I don’t like men. My father wanted to kill me. Cheng Taihao killed my master. The people from the Dongzong were doing whatever they wanted to do to our elders in the Westzong when they were in trouble. I hate these men. I like these junior sisters. They are all innocent, unlike those men, with a lot of bad intentions.
Wen Yuan said: This is not all. Not all the men in the world are like this. Han Feng said: So when I fell in love with you, I thought you were malicious. Later... I realized that you are the one who is the least ignorant person.
Wenyuan couldn't help feeling embarrassed when he heard this and said: "I dare not pretend that the girl said this." Han Feng said softly: I really think so. She looked at Wenyuan and said: I'm so old, I like a man Wenyuan for the first time. Don't let me down, okay?"
Speaking of this, Han Feng's voice was trembling slightly. Wen Yuan couldn't help but feel confused. With a moment of hesitation, Han Feng had walked up to him and hugged his waist. The golden cloak was put on his body. Through the cloak, he could still feel the plumpness of her breasts when she first met, the cold and cold posture of ice and snow had melted. At this time, she seemed to have ignited a flame and burned on Wen Yuan's body, which was irresistible.
But Wen Yuan shook his head, gently pushed Han Feng away, and whispered: I'm afraid... I'm going to disappoint you
Han Feng trembled, lowered his head Wenyuan's face and said softly: Miss Han, I'm sorry
Han Feng whispered: Because of Ziyuan and the others, are they? Wen Yuan said: I must not let them down
Han Feng fell silent
The sunset in the sky gradually dimmed, and the night was already visible, the autumn wind blew, and a bleak scene
Han Feng looked at the mist in the sky and said softly: Today, you stay for a night. Wen Yuan felt the atmosphere awkward and wanted to stay in Bai Mansion. She only added to her sorrow. He said now: Don't dare to disturb me. I'm still in a hurry to go back now, so I won't be in the dark. Han Feng shook his head and said softly: You don't have to hurry and leave. You don't like me, and I won't bother you anyway... I'm going to leave tomorrow, and you can't see me anymore. You can stay with the Ziyuan and the others... A hint of resentment was revealed in his words.
Wenyuan listened, although he couldn't bear it, he didn't know how to comfort him, but listened to Han Feng and said: One night, it's enough. Wenyuan was stunned and said: Miss Han, what did you say? Han Feng let out a light voice and said: Can't you give me a memory before leaving? It's just...one night...
Wen Yuan was shocked and understood seven or eight points. He was stunned and could not speak. Before he planned to speak, his soft lips had already kissed him.
A warm breath came from Han Feng's lips. Wen Yuan's heart was shaken. He hurriedly pushed Han Feng away, took a breath and said: Miss Han, you have to respect yourself. Han Feng said softly: My body belongs to you, who can control it? Wen Yuan said: You know, you and I... after all, it won't work, so why bother you?
Han Feng lowered his head and said nothing, and suddenly a drop of tears slid across the golden cloak. She only heard her whisper: Just think it was a deceiving me, okay? Let me know, I'm not wrong, you are really... very gentle to women...
Her eyes were wet, she looked at Wenyuan quietly, and hugged him again, Wenyuan looked at each other silently. This time, she couldn't bear to push her away
That night, Wen Yuan stayed in Baifu, the capital
Late at night, Han Feng came to his room. He did not have a cloak with a golden winged knife. His light yellow clothes were as thin as a cicada's wings and as light as nothing. He only tied his beautiful curved body with a golden silk belt, which had already revealed nine points in front of Wen Yuan's eyes.
Bai Mansion is a wealthy family in the capital. Wen Yuan was the benefactor who saved Bai Yueling. Bai Song was very respectful to him. The furnishings in the room were naturally very gorgeous. At this time, the gauze tent was hanging low, the red candle was burning high, and Han Feng lay on the brocade quilt and embroidered mattress. His figure was seductive, waiting for Wen Yuan, but Wen Yuan was not excited, but a sense of guilt hit him.
Han Feng saw his thoughts, got out of bed, took the wine pot on the table, and said: "Drink some wine?"
Wen Yuan smiled bitterly and said: I am drunk easily and will be drunk. Han Feng said: If you are drunk a little, you will feel more at ease.
Wen Yuan said: Do you push the blame to the wine? This is not a clever trick. Han Feng has poured a glass of wine and handed it to Wen Yuan, and smiled and said: I'd better drink it, I don't want to see you have a stern face.
Wenyuan took the wine glass and saw the bright red color. He said: What kind of wine is this? Han Feng said: We often drink Turpan wine in the Western Regions. Uncle Bai must also like it. Wenyuan chanted softly: The luminous glass of grape wine, and the pipa was about to drink. After reciting two lines of poetry, Wenyuan shook his head silently, raised his wine glass, rumbled, and drank a glass of wine. Han Feng drank a glass of wine himself.
After drinking a few glasses of wine like this, Wenyuan felt hot all over and was slightly drunk. When he looked at Han Feng again, his snow-white face was bright red, and he looked even more beautiful. She poured another glass of wine for herself. Suddenly, her fingers were a little unstable, and the wine poured out. The red wine sprinkled on her chest, dyed yellow clothing. Han Feng was stunned, holding the wine pot and the cup.
At this time, Wenyuan drank all the things in the cup and reached out to receive the wine pot. Han Feng suddenly put down the wine glass, held his wrist, and led his palm to his chest. Wenyuan looked at her. Seeing her hazy eyes, he couldn't help but rub his plump breasts and his palms. He felt very comfortable. Han Feng frowned, and his red lips stained with the wine pot and opened gently. He exhaled and threw them into Wenyuan's arms, and said softly: Go to bed
Wenyuan carried Han Feng to the bed, pulled off her clothes and under the thin clothes. There was no golden bellyband. Her white and tender body was wet with sweat, and it appeared directly in front of Wenyuan. Han Feng also took off Wenyuan's clothes and trousers. Looking at the penis that was gradually becoming hard, she showed a shy look on her face, which had always been cold.
She stretched out her hands and touched the raised jade stem. She seemed to sigh between her lips, and a look of hope appeared on her face.
Wen Yuan and Liu sisters had seen Han Feng's naked body from the tree, but it was a worrying view, but it was close at this moment. And he could let him play with Wen Yuan while drinking, without hesitation, and overwhelmed Han Feng with force. First, he touched her plump breasts and squeezed Han Feng moaned a few times. His body twisted, and his reaction was not very big, but his face turned red.
She and Qin Panying had such intimate behavior countless times, but if they were a man, they felt that it was far from each other. After all, Qin Panying was a woman and could not occupy her body, but Wen Yuan was different. At this moment, Wen Yuan's penis was pressed against her private parts and could be inserted at any time to seize Han Feng's body. She felt the hot glans pressed against the tender flesh, and a numb feeling made Han Feng feel that Han Feng had a feeling of fear while being excited, but he was eager to try it.
Wen Yuan stroked Han Feng's body everywhere, and couldn't help but feel excited. Han Feng's figure was very proud. It was needless to say. Little Murong and Hua Xuan were of course far from that. Zi Yuan was also pale in comparison. Of course, this is in terms of the body. Zi Yuan had another beauty that Han Feng could not match. At this time, Han Feng looked slightly drunk. Her skin was white and tender and rosy. Her eyes were drunk. Her legs were bent and separated on both sides. The grass outside her vagina was flourishing. The vagina was full of fragrance, and the vagina was filled with breathing. She was full of spring emotions and could not be restrained.
Faced with the mature body so showing its charm, Wen Yuan could not last long. He only enjoyed it with one hand. Of course, he would not be able to withdraw his hands from his breasts and spread Han Feng's beautiful legs, which had already been opened on both sides, and after doing some exercises between her waist, the penis rubbed up and down between her crotch, fiddling with her lush pubic hair, as if dipping in vaginal fluid.
Han Feng exclaimed lightly, his body trembled, gasped, and called in a low voice: Wen Yuan... Come on, come on, come on me... Ah, Ah... I can't stand it... I can't help it!
Now that things have come to this point, Wen Yuan has no choice. He lowered his body, straightened his waist and rushed forward, and the hard penis broke through. According to Han Feng's expectations, he inserted it between her bright red lips. Han Feng's waist suddenly flicked upwards, screaming loudly, his expression seemed quite painful, and some tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.
She had played many lewd tricks with Qin Panying, but no matter what she used to insert her private parts, it was not as surprising as her real penis this time. She felt like she was penetrated through her body. Wen Yuan inserted into the root. She only stopped for a moment, then thrust back and forth, and began to enjoy this wet and warm tender vagina.
Han Feng was sweating all over his body, his pretty face was flushed, but he no longer called loudly, but he moaned in depression, clutching the sheets with both hands, constantly shaking his head, his messy long hair weakly swung his huge and plump breasts, his reddish-brown nipples swaying, and his reddish-brown nipples were dazed, and his blood surged, and he pushed into the bodies and collided quickly. With the endless sound of slapping, Han Feng's love juice also surged like a wave, flowing out of her face in the thrust and thrust, and the expression on her face looked more and more delicate
During the violent intercourse, Wen Yuan gasped for a moment and said: How is it? Han Feng's eyes were in tears, but his expression was very excited, and he shouted: Too...so good...Ah, AhAh...come...Wen Yuan...try to do it, I like...
The two people on the bed intertwined, and it was hard to separate Han Feng's body, which made Wen Yuan feel a strong pleasure in surprise. He was used to Han Feng's beautiful and cold posture, and he had only seen the game between her and Qin Panying. He had only seen it once, but he did not expect that in the clouds and rains of her, she would be so slutty. Han Feng now took off his cold golden-winged sword, naked, and exuded a fiery and passionate red lips kept kissing him, his legs were clamped against his waist, and he used the tightening of his inner walls to serve his penis. Moreover, the words he spoke were even more lewd.
Wen Yuan accelerated the impact, making Han Feng's slender waist look like it was about to break, and she did her best to twist her slender waist, which highlighted the weight of her breasts and buttocks, making her figure full of temptation and charming
The left tilted and the right twisted, the two beautiful breasts on the chest trembled and jumped, and the contraction of the private parts also added to the tortuous pressure. The violent rubbing almost made Wen Yuan bleed as if he had no choice. Wen Yuan quickly grabbed the breasts, rubbed, pinched, and rubbed them hard, and gave Han Feng's breasts the pleasure that could not be shared. However, her posture became even more erratic.
In the frenzied sprint, the penis kept stimulating the heart of the flower, which made Han Feng's moans lose control. Her hands kept asking for help on Wen Yuan, holding hands with handfuls of sweat, and shouting in a daze: I still want... well... I still want Ah! Wen Yuan, you... ha, AhAh... you fuck me to death, let me die like this!
Finally, Wen Yuan's patience reached the limit. He grabbed her breasts with both hands, closed his eyes, and a tremor trembled in his waist, and a stream of hot semen shot into Han Feng's body. Han Feng screamed, and then whimpered as if he was about to cry. Tears were really left in his eyes. His legs were trembling and tightly clamped. The semen was mixed with the semen and overflowed, and the white dripping dripping.
Wen Yuan was panting, pulling out his penis, Han Feng was already slumped on the bed, still moaning in confusion, panting non-stop
On her breasts, one red and one white, one sweating profusely, and the legs were even more messy. The love fluid first waved like a bubble, and the waves surged out, and then a turbid current flooded out from the two lips that were almost turned out of the way. At this time, Han Feng had no longer had the power of the golden winged Feng Huáng, but was just lying on the bed and became a woman in lust.
She gasped gently, her eyes staring at Wenyuan with hazy eyes, her lips trembled, as if she wanted to speak, but she was unable to speak
Wenyuan wiped his sweat and lowered his head to listen. She only heard her softly say: I'll...I want to do it again...
Wen Yuan looked at her lower body and said: I'm afraid you should take a rest. Han Feng shook his head reluctantly and said softly: There is only...one night, please, try to fuck me as much as possible. In his eyes, he was full of desire. Obviously, he was still not satisfied. She supported herself up and held Wen Yuan's penis with both hands, gently stroked it, and said softly: Hurry up... Get harder again, Ah, I want...
Wen Yuan remained silent, enduring the pleasure from his lower body. Before it stood up again, Han Feng was already overwhelmed on the bed again.
My father... must be a cruel devil
Wen Yuan heard her speak faintly, and felt very embarrassed, saying: How do you want to find him? Are there any clues? Han Feng said: My master saved me from his sword and had seen his martial arts. Master was young at that time and first arrived in the Central Plains. He couldn't recognize my father's sect skills. He only knew that his sword skills were very good, and his internal strength was particularly powerful. Wen Yuan said: Well, is a master of sword use? Han Feng said: Also, I remember my father's name. Wen Yuan said: Knowing the name, it's much easier to find Ling Zun's name?
As soon as he asked, he felt uneasy: A master who is good at using swords and has a strong internal strength, his surname is Han
It was Miss Han’s father, so he was at least in his forties... For a moment, he couldn’t help but think of his second master Han Xuqing and thought to himself: It shouldn’t be possible?
Han Feng's voice was low and he said: Han Jinren is close to him, and Ren Yi is righteous. After saying that, Han Feng let out a contemptuous sneer and said: "The name does not mean anything, is it?"
Wen Yuan pondered for a moment and said: Han Jinren? In the martial arts world, I have never heard of this person.
Han Feng said: However, I must find him out. He nodded and said: If you find your father, what are you going to do?
Han Feng lowered his head and said, "I want to ask him why he killed me and my mother." Wen Yuan said, "What should I do after asking?" Han Feng shook his head and whispered: I have to ask, but I know."
Then he turned to Wenyuan and said: I'm talking too far, this is not your business Wenyuan. I hope you take over the head of Dongzong. In addition to hoping that you will take care of the junior sisters and the others, you also have an intention.
Wen Yuan looked at her face, and the expression of recalling the old hatred just now had disappeared, replaced by a little uneasiness.
He remembered what Qin Panying said and immediately said: It is related to Biyi Palace, is it?
When Han Feng heard this, his face turned red and said: Do you know? Wen Yuan said: What do you know?
Han Feng turned his head and said softly: Our Yunxiao Sect, the head of the East and West Sects, often... often... married couples.
After saying something to Qin Panying, Wen Yuan had already guessed Han Feng's intentions. When she heard her say it, she still couldn't help but feel thrilling in her heart and said: Miss Han, I'm so sorry... Han Feng said first before he finished speaking: You won't agree to me, right? Wen Yuan was stunned. Hearing Han Feng's reaction, he was unexpected and didn't know how to reply for a while.
Han Feng looked lonely and said quietly: In order to save that Ziyuan, you went to the Feast of Winning. Her weight in your heart must be extraordinary. Of course, I can't compare to her. And Miss Hua, Little Murong, how could you leave them behind and go to Tianshan Biyi Palace with me? I'm afraid... In your heart, you have never liked me.
Wen Yuan smiled bitterly and said: Since Miss Han said that, there is no need to ask me. Then he said: You hope I will take care of the disciples of your sect, and you should do your best to do your best, but the head of the sect is absolutely not allowed.
Han Feng moved his shoulders, as if he was making a gesture and sighed, and said softly: I don’t know when it started, but I don’t like men. My father wanted to kill me. Cheng Taihao killed my master. The people from the Dongzong were doing whatever they wanted to do to our elders in the Westzong when they were in trouble. I hate these men. I like these junior sisters. They are all innocent, unlike those men, with a lot of bad intentions.
Wen Yuan said: This is not all. Not all the men in the world are like this. Han Feng said: So when I fell in love with you, I thought you were malicious. Later... I realized that you are the one who is the least ignorant person.
Wenyuan couldn't help feeling embarrassed when he heard this and said: "I dare not pretend that the girl said this." Han Feng said softly: I really think so. She looked at Wenyuan and said: I'm so old, I like a man Wenyuan for the first time. Don't let me down, okay?"
Speaking of this, Han Feng's voice was trembling slightly. Wen Yuan couldn't help but feel confused. With a moment of hesitation, Han Feng had walked up to him and hugged his waist. The golden cloak was put on his body. Through the cloak, he could still feel the plumpness of her breasts when she first met, the cold and cold posture of ice and snow had melted. At this time, she seemed to have ignited a flame and burned on Wen Yuan's body, which was irresistible.
But Wen Yuan shook his head, gently pushed Han Feng away, and whispered: I'm afraid... I'm going to disappoint you
Han Feng trembled, lowered his head Wenyuan's face and said softly: Miss Han, I'm sorry
Han Feng whispered: Because of Ziyuan and the others, are they? Wen Yuan said: I must not let them down
Han Feng fell silent
The sunset in the sky gradually dimmed, and the night was already visible, the autumn wind blew, and a bleak scene
Han Feng looked at the mist in the sky and said softly: Today, you stay for a night. Wen Yuan felt the atmosphere awkward and wanted to stay in Bai Mansion. She only added to her sorrow. He said now: Don't dare to disturb me. I'm still in a hurry to go back now, so I won't be in the dark. Han Feng shook his head and said softly: You don't have to hurry and leave. You don't like me, and I won't bother you anyway... I'm going to leave tomorrow, and you can't see me anymore. You can stay with the Ziyuan and the others... A hint of resentment was revealed in his words.
Wenyuan listened, although he couldn't bear it, he didn't know how to comfort him, but listened to Han Feng and said: One night, it's enough. Wenyuan was stunned and said: Miss Han, what did you say? Han Feng let out a light voice and said: Can't you give me a memory before leaving? It's just...one night...
Wen Yuan was shocked and understood seven or eight points. He was stunned and could not speak. Before he planned to speak, his soft lips had already kissed him.
A warm breath came from Han Feng's lips. Wen Yuan's heart was shaken. He hurriedly pushed Han Feng away, took a breath and said: Miss Han, you have to respect yourself. Han Feng said softly: My body belongs to you, who can control it? Wen Yuan said: You know, you and I... after all, it won't work, so why bother you?
Han Feng lowered his head and said nothing, and suddenly a drop of tears slid across the golden cloak. She only heard her whisper: Just think it was a deceiving me, okay? Let me know, I'm not wrong, you are really... very gentle to women...
Her eyes were wet, she looked at Wenyuan quietly, and hugged him again, Wenyuan looked at each other silently. This time, she couldn't bear to push her away
That night, Wen Yuan stayed in Baifu, the capital
Late at night, Han Feng came to his room. He did not have a cloak with a golden winged knife. His light yellow clothes were as thin as a cicada's wings and as light as nothing. He only tied his beautiful curved body with a golden silk belt, which had already revealed nine points in front of Wen Yuan's eyes.
Bai Mansion is a wealthy family in the capital. Wen Yuan was the benefactor who saved Bai Yueling. Bai Song was very respectful to him. The furnishings in the room were naturally very gorgeous. At this time, the gauze tent was hanging low, the red candle was burning high, and Han Feng lay on the brocade quilt and embroidered mattress. His figure was seductive, waiting for Wen Yuan, but Wen Yuan was not excited, but a sense of guilt hit him.
Han Feng saw his thoughts, got out of bed, took the wine pot on the table, and said: "Drink some wine?"
Wen Yuan smiled bitterly and said: I am drunk easily and will be drunk. Han Feng said: If you are drunk a little, you will feel more at ease.
Wen Yuan said: Do you push the blame to the wine? This is not a clever trick. Han Feng has poured a glass of wine and handed it to Wen Yuan, and smiled and said: I'd better drink it, I don't want to see you have a stern face.
Wenyuan took the wine glass and saw the bright red color. He said: What kind of wine is this? Han Feng said: We often drink Turpan wine in the Western Regions. Uncle Bai must also like it. Wenyuan chanted softly: The luminous glass of grape wine, and the pipa was about to drink. After reciting two lines of poetry, Wenyuan shook his head silently, raised his wine glass, rumbled, and drank a glass of wine. Han Feng drank a glass of wine himself.
After drinking a few glasses of wine like this, Wenyuan felt hot all over and was slightly drunk. When he looked at Han Feng again, his snow-white face was bright red, and he looked even more beautiful. She poured another glass of wine for herself. Suddenly, her fingers were a little unstable, and the wine poured out. The red wine sprinkled on her chest, dyed yellow clothing. Han Feng was stunned, holding the wine pot and the cup.
At this time, Wenyuan drank all the things in the cup and reached out to receive the wine pot. Han Feng suddenly put down the wine glass, held his wrist, and led his palm to his chest. Wenyuan looked at her. Seeing her hazy eyes, he couldn't help but rub his plump breasts and his palms. He felt very comfortable. Han Feng frowned, and his red lips stained with the wine pot and opened gently. He exhaled and threw them into Wenyuan's arms, and said softly: Go to bed
Wenyuan carried Han Feng to the bed, pulled off her clothes and under the thin clothes. There was no golden bellyband. Her white and tender body was wet with sweat, and it appeared directly in front of Wenyuan. Han Feng also took off Wenyuan's clothes and trousers. Looking at the penis that was gradually becoming hard, she showed a shy look on her face, which had always been cold.
She stretched out her hands and touched the raised jade stem. She seemed to sigh between her lips, and a look of hope appeared on her face.
Wen Yuan and Liu sisters had seen Han Feng's naked body from the tree, but it was a worrying view, but it was close at this moment. And he could let him play with Wen Yuan while drinking, without hesitation, and overwhelmed Han Feng with force. First, he touched her plump breasts and squeezed Han Feng moaned a few times. His body twisted, and his reaction was not very big, but his face turned red.
She and Qin Panying had such intimate behavior countless times, but if they were a man, they felt that it was far from each other. After all, Qin Panying was a woman and could not occupy her body, but Wen Yuan was different. At this moment, Wen Yuan's penis was pressed against her private parts and could be inserted at any time to seize Han Feng's body. She felt the hot glans pressed against the tender flesh, and a numb feeling made Han Feng feel that Han Feng had a feeling of fear while being excited, but he was eager to try it.
Wen Yuan stroked Han Feng's body everywhere, and couldn't help but feel excited. Han Feng's figure was very proud. It was needless to say. Little Murong and Hua Xuan were of course far from that. Zi Yuan was also pale in comparison. Of course, this is in terms of the body. Zi Yuan had another beauty that Han Feng could not match. At this time, Han Feng looked slightly drunk. Her skin was white and tender and rosy. Her eyes were drunk. Her legs were bent and separated on both sides. The grass outside her vagina was flourishing. The vagina was full of fragrance, and the vagina was filled with breathing. She was full of spring emotions and could not be restrained.
Faced with the mature body so showing its charm, Wen Yuan could not last long. He only enjoyed it with one hand. Of course, he would not be able to withdraw his hands from his breasts and spread Han Feng's beautiful legs, which had already been opened on both sides, and after doing some exercises between her waist, the penis rubbed up and down between her crotch, fiddling with her lush pubic hair, as if dipping in vaginal fluid.
Han Feng exclaimed lightly, his body trembled, gasped, and called in a low voice: Wen Yuan... Come on, come on, come on me... Ah, Ah... I can't stand it... I can't help it!
Now that things have come to this point, Wen Yuan has no choice. He lowered his body, straightened his waist and rushed forward, and the hard penis broke through. According to Han Feng's expectations, he inserted it between her bright red lips. Han Feng's waist suddenly flicked upwards, screaming loudly, his expression seemed quite painful, and some tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.
She had played many lewd tricks with Qin Panying, but no matter what she used to insert her private parts, it was not as surprising as her real penis this time. She felt like she was penetrated through her body. Wen Yuan inserted into the root. She only stopped for a moment, then thrust back and forth, and began to enjoy this wet and warm tender vagina.
Han Feng was sweating all over his body, his pretty face was flushed, but he no longer called loudly, but he moaned in depression, clutching the sheets with both hands, constantly shaking his head, his messy long hair weakly swung his huge and plump breasts, his reddish-brown nipples swaying, and his reddish-brown nipples were dazed, and his blood surged, and he pushed into the bodies and collided quickly. With the endless sound of slapping, Han Feng's love juice also surged like a wave, flowing out of her face in the thrust and thrust, and the expression on her face looked more and more delicate
During the violent intercourse, Wen Yuan gasped for a moment and said: How is it? Han Feng's eyes were in tears, but his expression was very excited, and he shouted: Too...so good...Ah, AhAh...come...Wen Yuan...try to do it, I like...
The two people on the bed intertwined, and it was hard to separate Han Feng's body, which made Wen Yuan feel a strong pleasure in surprise. He was used to Han Feng's beautiful and cold posture, and he had only seen the game between her and Qin Panying. He had only seen it once, but he did not expect that in the clouds and rains of her, she would be so slutty. Han Feng now took off his cold golden-winged sword, naked, and exuded a fiery and passionate red lips kept kissing him, his legs were clamped against his waist, and he used the tightening of his inner walls to serve his penis. Moreover, the words he spoke were even more lewd.
Wen Yuan accelerated the impact, making Han Feng's slender waist look like it was about to break, and she did her best to twist her slender waist, which highlighted the weight of her breasts and buttocks, making her figure full of temptation and charming
The left tilted and the right twisted, the two beautiful breasts on the chest trembled and jumped, and the contraction of the private parts also added to the tortuous pressure. The violent rubbing almost made Wen Yuan bleed as if he had no choice. Wen Yuan quickly grabbed the breasts, rubbed, pinched, and rubbed them hard, and gave Han Feng's breasts the pleasure that could not be shared. However, her posture became even more erratic.
In the frenzied sprint, the penis kept stimulating the heart of the flower, which made Han Feng's moans lose control. Her hands kept asking for help on Wen Yuan, holding hands with handfuls of sweat, and shouting in a daze: I still want... well... I still want Ah! Wen Yuan, you... ha, AhAh... you fuck me to death, let me die like this!
Finally, Wen Yuan's patience reached the limit. He grabbed her breasts with both hands, closed his eyes, and a tremor trembled in his waist, and a stream of hot semen shot into Han Feng's body. Han Feng screamed, and then whimpered as if he was about to cry. Tears were really left in his eyes. His legs were trembling and tightly clamped. The semen was mixed with the semen and overflowed, and the white dripping dripping.
Wen Yuan was panting, pulling out his penis, Han Feng was already slumped on the bed, still moaning in confusion, panting non-stop
On her breasts, one red and one white, one sweating profusely, and the legs were even more messy. The love fluid first waved like a bubble, and the waves surged out, and then a turbid current flooded out from the two lips that were almost turned out of the way. At this time, Han Feng had no longer had the power of the golden winged Feng Huáng, but was just lying on the bed and became a woman in lust.
She gasped gently, her eyes staring at Wenyuan with hazy eyes, her lips trembled, as if she wanted to speak, but she was unable to speak
Wenyuan wiped his sweat and lowered his head to listen. She only heard her softly say: I'll...I want to do it again...
Wen Yuan looked at her lower body and said: I'm afraid you should take a rest. Han Feng shook his head reluctantly and said softly: There is only...one night, please, try to fuck me as much as possible. In his eyes, he was full of desire. Obviously, he was still not satisfied. She supported herself up and held Wen Yuan's penis with both hands, gently stroked it, and said softly: Hurry up... Get harder again, Ah, I want...
Wen Yuan remained silent, enduring the pleasure from his lower body. Before it stood up again, Han Feng was already overwhelmed on the bed again.
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