Early the next morning, when Miss Zhaorong had finished washing, she hurried to see the picture of the jade girl playing with spring. Sure enough, she felt a little different, and she looked more and more like a sister between herself and the spring peach.
While looking at the painting, Bo Hu nodded first, and said cautiously: It seems that yesterday's efforts were indeed effective. The master-servant spirit gradually decreased and the sister-in-law relationship gradually increased. But it is better to cast the spell a few more times to stabilize the energy in the painting. I wonder if you can feel wronged the lady again tonight?
Zhaorong was very happy that the hard work of the night was not in vain, so he hugged Chuntao next to him with a hint of red face, but said with a spring breeze: I am a sister who can serve Chuntao girl.
After hearing Zhaorong's words, Chuntao's eyes turned red and she was moved to hug Zhaorong tightly.
I don't know if it was because of the change of energy. When Bo Hu said that these two paintings were masters and servants, Miss Zhaorong felt that her noble picture was the more she looked at. Chuntao's frivolous picture was pretending to be a ghost and pretending to be a ghost, saying that Chuntao Yuanhong's painting had been mixed into the Yin Yuan of Zhaorong and Chuntao; no matter how you look at these two pictures, it would look like a solemn sister and that dear and lively sister.
Since Bo Hu mentioned that he had to cast a few more spells, Miss Zhaorong was not in a hurry to drive Bo Hu away and went to continue to visit other six beauties early. Bo Hu was happy to stay in this gentle village for a few more days. Every night, he would have a bed with Zhaorong and Chuntao, which would improve their sisterhood.
In fact, Miss Zhaorong said on the second day after the breaking place, she suggested that since Bo Hu had taken his Yuanyin and put the Yuanhong into the painting, it would be best to leave the Lu Mansion quickly to find the other six beauties. In Miss Zhaorong's heart, she was not ruthless to Bo Hu, or adhered to ethics, and was too pretentious. She said that caring about the safety of the world may be one of the reasons, but it would not be a three or five days away. In fact, another main reason was that being broken by the giant sun was too hard. Although she felt a little bitter later, she was still thrilling and afraid when she thought about it. If she had to go through some hardships every time she had sex, it was really unbearable for this delicate daughter.
Although she also knew that Chuntao seemed to love Bohu's tricks, she just thought that this slutty maid loved the sweetness behind her, so she was not afraid of the bitterness at the beginning, or was it different from Chuntao? She couldn't let go of her before, so she asked Chuntao why she was not afraid of pain, so she simply asked Bohu to leave early, so she wouldn't come to him every night and be shy.
But later, Bo Hu's misunderstanding of the master and servant were entangled, and she was sent to the altar of the God of Love again. The second spring breeze gave her a new feeling. The unstoppable feeling of comfort and joy made Miss Zhaorong's heart feel romantic about Bo Hu. From then on, no matter how nonsense or unscrupulous the suggestions of Bo Hu at night, she would obey and cooperate; however, she would be shy and polite to demands that could not be explained at night. If Bo Hu spoke lewd words in front of her during the day and behaved too frivolously, she would still follow the rigorous ethics and behave in a serious manner.
On the other hand, Chuntao had no moral constraints for the ladies of a noble family. The only thing she was concerned about was the master's order. She had followed Bohu privately. Her body was broken, and she was still a little sneaky. Later, her lady also gave her innocent body and followed Bohu, and at the same time promised to give her a small star position in the future, so that she could have a first place in the second half of her life. Her little heart was even more worrying, and she was even more grateful and loving to Bohu. Therefore, Bohu could really be said to be asking for her. Chuntao cooperated with Bohu's lustful request without hesitation. After several nights of training, she almost became Bohu's little slave.
Because Miss Zhaorong is influenced by Lu Hanlin's rituals and music, she is deliberately cultivated, and her daily life is the style of everyone, she is upright and treats people with courtesy. She is born with beauty and has a hidden dignity. Bo Hu is preparing to marry her home and to unify her boudoir. She is six points of love and three points of respect when she sees her. She is still afraid that she will not be as good as the lady. She is punished to not be allowed to go to her bed for three nights. When she thinks that she cannot get into her plump and smooth skin, her skin is as fat, then Bo Hu may not be able to sleep for three nights.
Because Miss Zhaorong is very dignified and polite during the day, Bo Hu dares not blaspheme at all. If he arouses desire during the day, he will privately ask Chuntao to find a secluded place and have a good affair. He thinks that Miss Zhaorong has such a clever ear and eyes, and is also clear about the private activities of this slutty rogue baby. However, she also deeply understands what the saint said: Food, men and women are the great desires of human beings. I think Bo Hu, the future husband, is born with heroic appearance and is well-developed, and looks like he is always indispensable to beauties. During the day, he obeys etiquette and law, but he is not able to over-restraint, which reduces his masculinity. What's more, the object of his whip is not an outsider, but a confidant sister who has been showing favors in recent days.
Therefore, it is better for me to keep the matter of etiquette and law; as long as this couple of lovers do not openly in front of you in broad daylight, turn a blind eye and let them do it privately, and from then on, he will never discuss the improperness of the day's sexual desire, so as not to embarrass the affectionate man and ruin the friendship between him and Chuntao's sisters.
Having said that, the storyteller couldn't help but stop and regret it again and again! Why is only the lustful Jie Yuan Tang Bohu able to have such a blessing? She was lucky enough to hand over this thousand-year-old lady as her wife. She was not only knowledgeable and polite, but also so easy to interfere and deceive, but also so easy to cheat. She really blamed God for being so unfair!
In order to make Zhaorong more relaxed, Bohu took out several sets of spring intentions hidden in his bag when he was selling himself in the Lu Mansion to train his thoughts.
At the beginning, I only took out the four ordinary pictures of the fantasy. Miss Zhaorong always admired Tang Yin's paintings. When Bo Hu said he wanted to take out the masterpieces of paintings with great thoughts, and there were poems in the paintings and paintings in the poems, he was excited and couldn't wait.
Sure enough, I saw the picture of the young lady Bo Hu meeting in the garden. I was very impressed by the skillful depiction of handsome men and beautiful women in the painting and the exquisite garden landscape. Then I saw the couple chanting poems under the moon in front of the flowers and playing chess in the boudoir. Isn’t this a portrayal of the past few days? Miss Zhaorong saw the sweet eyes and warm hearts, and praised the fineness of the painter.
On the last page, I saw the empty room. The tents placed in the embroidered couch seemed to shake slightly, and there were a pair of men's shoes and women's ducks on the ground. Seeing this, Miss Zhaorong was speechless at first, then red in the ears, and finally she stuttered her cherry lips slightly and didn't know what to say.
Seeing her speechless, Bohu asked deliberately: I wonder what the lady thinks of the artistic conception of this painting?
Miss Zhaorong said hesitantly: These first three photos seem good, but the last one is too obscene and ambiguous.
Chun Tao, who was standing beside him, said frankly: What's the ambiguous thing about this painting? There are only two pairs of shoes that didn't even see one person. Brother Niu, who had carried the sedan chair for the master, once hidden a picture of Chunyi and asked me to see it. That's called obscene. Miss, are you thinking too much?
Miss Zhaorong spat when she said this.
Chuntao shrank his neck, but he didn't dare to respond to Bo Hu's ability to stop and did not take out any other pictures.
Somehow, I saw this common fantasy picture that afternoon. At night, Miss Zhaorong seemed very enthusiastic, which made Bo Hu very happy. However, the next day I took out the love-like spring style. It was okay to see the picture of a beautiful lady in front. When I saw the people in the painting, I was fully dressed and trousers, Chuntao beside me was enjoying it. Miss Zhaorong's face was about to change, so Bo Hu quickly put away all the pictures.
Later, Bohu decided to teach students according to his aptitude, and gave the universal level to Miss Zhaorong, and then handed the ultimate work of Aiko wet level that depicts the erotic relationship between men and women. Chuntao hid it. Seeing the various intercourse postures of these two levels, Chuntao was so loving that he was so tired. He was so wet between the pants, he was as if he had treasured it and put it away. He secretly decided that he had to follow the style and have fun.
On that night, the three handsome men and beautiful women came again with a polite manner. Luan Shuangwu. When both beauties were so cute and Bo Hu pretended to wipe his penis with a painting, Miss Zhaorong didn't rush to get up and lay there with a red face, waiting for Bo Hu to come back and fuck her when she saw Bo Hu coming. Chuntao obediently made her move away, so that Bo Hu could be soft and fragrant, and hug the lady in her arms.
When Bo Hu stepped on the van again on Zhaorong and ran whip, Chuntao followed what Bo Hu had taught before and cleverly helped the two of them to cheer her up. She first massaged Bo Hu's back with her delicate breasts; she watched the lady thrust her waist and hips, and then she whipped her hard, then licked Bo Hu's whole body with her fragrant tongue. She put a lot of effort into the intersection of her delicate vagina and the thick penis.
Chuntao's sweet and verbal skills were specially told by Bohu to do for Miss Zhaorong. In the end, it is better to teach by words than to teach by person. Miss Zhaorong saw Chuntao's lustful actions on Bohu, and after hearing and seeing, she would naturally understand something. There was no need for Bohu to teach her how to improve the happiness of the bed in the boudoir.
The ending of a killing game finally saw the result of both sides being injured and being fucked in a muffled voice. Zhao Rong could no longer suppress the high-pitched moan. After a violent tremor, he collapsed under Bo Hu. His arms and legs, which were originally struggling with the tiger's body, were now all on the thick mattress, as if all the strength was being drained, only his lower body was still squirming and twitching. Such dynamic made Bo Hu's whip feel sour. Oh, a long sigh, and the deep sperm of semen sprinkled water on the bright peony flowers like a hard-working gardener.
After the climax, Zhaorong's beautiful face was sweating profusely, and her very sour body was stained with a layer of peony blush for a long time. Bo Hu kissed her on her face for a while, pulled out the Microsoft whip and lay side by side with her to rest.
Chuntao crawled over and carefully licked the lustful semen left on his penis and slid it in vain. At the same time, he slowly licked Yu Li on the tiger-headed leopard head with a face full of face.
After Bo Hu smiled and licked her, he used the mysterious skills of Dong Xuanzi. The overlord showed his power and raised his magic whip again. He pushed the tiger and leopard overlord whip under his crotch straightened. Chun Tao cheered with a spring breeze and stepped on her body and put the whip neatly into her already wet vagina.
Bo Hu felt very comfortable after being trapped. He felt that Chuntao's peach blossom jade house was wrapped in a whip very tightly. The whip could rotate without restraint. However, the warm and humid and squeezed pleasure did not decrease at all. It was indeed different for Bo Hu to feel the higher pleasure of insertion and was very happy.
Bo Hu looked at Chun Tao's eyes, pink cheeks, and completely addicted to lust. Such an investment made Bo Hu feel hot all over his body. A warm current ran around with pleasure. Bo Hu used his magic whip and thrust himself into and out of the wet vagina rapidly. The glans scraped the wrinkles on the inner wall of the peach blossoms. The pleasure made Bo Hu's whole body numb, and he thrust his body more courageously and rapidly. Chun Tao leaned forward slightly, grabbed Bo Hu's arm with both hands, thrust his lower abdomen hard, and moved his vagina to his lower body to the tip of his nose. The breasts and the lower abdomen were soaked. The junction of the lower body was even more wet.
The two of them were passionately intertwined. Chuntao was thrusting and panting, and sometimes shedding some lustful words and beauties from her mouth. She felt that the divine whip that penetrated into the vagina was very strong and slapped. She continued to accumulate energy in the flower room. Finally, it was like the Yellow River broke its dam. A strong rush rushed to the heart of the flower, and couldn't help but shivered, and said, "Brother! What a Yinlang!" The flower path wall contracted rapidly. After the flower heart leaked out the vaginal essence, it still bit the tiger-headed leopard head and sucked it like a sucking. Bohu was so panicked that she suddenly felt her waist sore, her scrotum numb, and the whip expanded rapidly. He hugged Chuntao's waist, and he pushed it up and tightly and tied his lower body, pressing the tiger-headed leopard head and head against the flower heart. With a long sigh, the deep sperm of the penis was like the hard-working gardener, sprinkling water on the delicate peach blossom petals.
Bo Hu felt that Chuntao's flower room was shrinking and sucking out the sperm, and sucking it into the heart of the flower without leaking it as if soothing the numb tiger head and leopard head after ejaculation, and as if massaged the semi-soft and not hard tiger and leopard stem Chuntao collapsed on Bo Hu's body, closed his eyes and rested his head in Bo Hu's arms, enjoying the satisfaction and tranquility after being lingered.
Miss Zhaorong, who was standing beside her, looked at the pretty Chuntao enjoying her life. When the two hugged each other and were drowsy, the lady brought the quilt to cover everyone. This was the first time this daughter was serving others.
After these two nights, Miss Zhaorong actually fell in love with this bed, and let Bohu stay in the boudoir. It was not until he felt good enough and thought of continuing to carry out the Yuanyin Bagua mission that he decided to leave at his own discretion.
Bo Hu is really free and comfortable in this gentle country. He is literary in the daytime. He has a metaphysical spiritual exchange with a pair of beauties and specializes in finding some entertainment games that Chun Tao can do. For example, it doesn’t matter if he can’t recite poems. Start with making couplets. One person first produces the first couplet, and the other two pairs the second couplet. Chun Tao hasn’t read any books, and sometimes he uses the local slang to couplets. It’s a joke. It’s lively and interesting. It doesn’t matter if Chun Tao can’t paint. So she first lets her doodle there, and then Bo Hu’s skillful hand, one stroke of a few strokes, makes the painting look very well, making Chun Taoer overjoyed, and thinks she has a talent for painting.
At night, it was martial, and had physical communication with the two beauties. If Zhaorong didn't understand any moves, let Chuntao be a demonstration; if Zhaorong was timid and did not dare to do it, let Chuntao play the striker. In the end, if Zhaorong could not withstand Bo Hu's fierce offensive, Chuntao would still be the reserve team and bravely support him. In any case, these two demon corps would still be killed by Bo Hu's overlord whip and fell to the ground, begging for mercy, willing to surrender
In this way, Bohu has really lived a very fulfilling life these days, allowing him to enjoy the superiority of the country that can promote the country through day and the martial arts of the night can determine the country.
While looking at the painting, Bo Hu nodded first, and said cautiously: It seems that yesterday's efforts were indeed effective. The master-servant spirit gradually decreased and the sister-in-law relationship gradually increased. But it is better to cast the spell a few more times to stabilize the energy in the painting. I wonder if you can feel wronged the lady again tonight?
Zhaorong was very happy that the hard work of the night was not in vain, so he hugged Chuntao next to him with a hint of red face, but said with a spring breeze: I am a sister who can serve Chuntao girl.
After hearing Zhaorong's words, Chuntao's eyes turned red and she was moved to hug Zhaorong tightly.
I don't know if it was because of the change of energy. When Bo Hu said that these two paintings were masters and servants, Miss Zhaorong felt that her noble picture was the more she looked at. Chuntao's frivolous picture was pretending to be a ghost and pretending to be a ghost, saying that Chuntao Yuanhong's painting had been mixed into the Yin Yuan of Zhaorong and Chuntao; no matter how you look at these two pictures, it would look like a solemn sister and that dear and lively sister.
Since Bo Hu mentioned that he had to cast a few more spells, Miss Zhaorong was not in a hurry to drive Bo Hu away and went to continue to visit other six beauties early. Bo Hu was happy to stay in this gentle village for a few more days. Every night, he would have a bed with Zhaorong and Chuntao, which would improve their sisterhood.
In fact, Miss Zhaorong said on the second day after the breaking place, she suggested that since Bo Hu had taken his Yuanyin and put the Yuanhong into the painting, it would be best to leave the Lu Mansion quickly to find the other six beauties. In Miss Zhaorong's heart, she was not ruthless to Bo Hu, or adhered to ethics, and was too pretentious. She said that caring about the safety of the world may be one of the reasons, but it would not be a three or five days away. In fact, another main reason was that being broken by the giant sun was too hard. Although she felt a little bitter later, she was still thrilling and afraid when she thought about it. If she had to go through some hardships every time she had sex, it was really unbearable for this delicate daughter.
Although she also knew that Chuntao seemed to love Bohu's tricks, she just thought that this slutty maid loved the sweetness behind her, so she was not afraid of the bitterness at the beginning, or was it different from Chuntao? She couldn't let go of her before, so she asked Chuntao why she was not afraid of pain, so she simply asked Bohu to leave early, so she wouldn't come to him every night and be shy.
But later, Bo Hu's misunderstanding of the master and servant were entangled, and she was sent to the altar of the God of Love again. The second spring breeze gave her a new feeling. The unstoppable feeling of comfort and joy made Miss Zhaorong's heart feel romantic about Bo Hu. From then on, no matter how nonsense or unscrupulous the suggestions of Bo Hu at night, she would obey and cooperate; however, she would be shy and polite to demands that could not be explained at night. If Bo Hu spoke lewd words in front of her during the day and behaved too frivolously, she would still follow the rigorous ethics and behave in a serious manner.
On the other hand, Chuntao had no moral constraints for the ladies of a noble family. The only thing she was concerned about was the master's order. She had followed Bohu privately. Her body was broken, and she was still a little sneaky. Later, her lady also gave her innocent body and followed Bohu, and at the same time promised to give her a small star position in the future, so that she could have a first place in the second half of her life. Her little heart was even more worrying, and she was even more grateful and loving to Bohu. Therefore, Bohu could really be said to be asking for her. Chuntao cooperated with Bohu's lustful request without hesitation. After several nights of training, she almost became Bohu's little slave.
Because Miss Zhaorong is influenced by Lu Hanlin's rituals and music, she is deliberately cultivated, and her daily life is the style of everyone, she is upright and treats people with courtesy. She is born with beauty and has a hidden dignity. Bo Hu is preparing to marry her home and to unify her boudoir. She is six points of love and three points of respect when she sees her. She is still afraid that she will not be as good as the lady. She is punished to not be allowed to go to her bed for three nights. When she thinks that she cannot get into her plump and smooth skin, her skin is as fat, then Bo Hu may not be able to sleep for three nights.
Because Miss Zhaorong is very dignified and polite during the day, Bo Hu dares not blaspheme at all. If he arouses desire during the day, he will privately ask Chuntao to find a secluded place and have a good affair. He thinks that Miss Zhaorong has such a clever ear and eyes, and is also clear about the private activities of this slutty rogue baby. However, she also deeply understands what the saint said: Food, men and women are the great desires of human beings. I think Bo Hu, the future husband, is born with heroic appearance and is well-developed, and looks like he is always indispensable to beauties. During the day, he obeys etiquette and law, but he is not able to over-restraint, which reduces his masculinity. What's more, the object of his whip is not an outsider, but a confidant sister who has been showing favors in recent days.
Therefore, it is better for me to keep the matter of etiquette and law; as long as this couple of lovers do not openly in front of you in broad daylight, turn a blind eye and let them do it privately, and from then on, he will never discuss the improperness of the day's sexual desire, so as not to embarrass the affectionate man and ruin the friendship between him and Chuntao's sisters.
Having said that, the storyteller couldn't help but stop and regret it again and again! Why is only the lustful Jie Yuan Tang Bohu able to have such a blessing? She was lucky enough to hand over this thousand-year-old lady as her wife. She was not only knowledgeable and polite, but also so easy to interfere and deceive, but also so easy to cheat. She really blamed God for being so unfair!
In order to make Zhaorong more relaxed, Bohu took out several sets of spring intentions hidden in his bag when he was selling himself in the Lu Mansion to train his thoughts.
At the beginning, I only took out the four ordinary pictures of the fantasy. Miss Zhaorong always admired Tang Yin's paintings. When Bo Hu said he wanted to take out the masterpieces of paintings with great thoughts, and there were poems in the paintings and paintings in the poems, he was excited and couldn't wait.
Sure enough, I saw the picture of the young lady Bo Hu meeting in the garden. I was very impressed by the skillful depiction of handsome men and beautiful women in the painting and the exquisite garden landscape. Then I saw the couple chanting poems under the moon in front of the flowers and playing chess in the boudoir. Isn’t this a portrayal of the past few days? Miss Zhaorong saw the sweet eyes and warm hearts, and praised the fineness of the painter.
On the last page, I saw the empty room. The tents placed in the embroidered couch seemed to shake slightly, and there were a pair of men's shoes and women's ducks on the ground. Seeing this, Miss Zhaorong was speechless at first, then red in the ears, and finally she stuttered her cherry lips slightly and didn't know what to say.
Seeing her speechless, Bohu asked deliberately: I wonder what the lady thinks of the artistic conception of this painting?
Miss Zhaorong said hesitantly: These first three photos seem good, but the last one is too obscene and ambiguous.
Chun Tao, who was standing beside him, said frankly: What's the ambiguous thing about this painting? There are only two pairs of shoes that didn't even see one person. Brother Niu, who had carried the sedan chair for the master, once hidden a picture of Chunyi and asked me to see it. That's called obscene. Miss, are you thinking too much?
Miss Zhaorong spat when she said this.
Chuntao shrank his neck, but he didn't dare to respond to Bo Hu's ability to stop and did not take out any other pictures.
Somehow, I saw this common fantasy picture that afternoon. At night, Miss Zhaorong seemed very enthusiastic, which made Bo Hu very happy. However, the next day I took out the love-like spring style. It was okay to see the picture of a beautiful lady in front. When I saw the people in the painting, I was fully dressed and trousers, Chuntao beside me was enjoying it. Miss Zhaorong's face was about to change, so Bo Hu quickly put away all the pictures.
Later, Bohu decided to teach students according to his aptitude, and gave the universal level to Miss Zhaorong, and then handed the ultimate work of Aiko wet level that depicts the erotic relationship between men and women. Chuntao hid it. Seeing the various intercourse postures of these two levels, Chuntao was so loving that he was so tired. He was so wet between the pants, he was as if he had treasured it and put it away. He secretly decided that he had to follow the style and have fun.
On that night, the three handsome men and beautiful women came again with a polite manner. Luan Shuangwu. When both beauties were so cute and Bo Hu pretended to wipe his penis with a painting, Miss Zhaorong didn't rush to get up and lay there with a red face, waiting for Bo Hu to come back and fuck her when she saw Bo Hu coming. Chuntao obediently made her move away, so that Bo Hu could be soft and fragrant, and hug the lady in her arms.
When Bo Hu stepped on the van again on Zhaorong and ran whip, Chuntao followed what Bo Hu had taught before and cleverly helped the two of them to cheer her up. She first massaged Bo Hu's back with her delicate breasts; she watched the lady thrust her waist and hips, and then she whipped her hard, then licked Bo Hu's whole body with her fragrant tongue. She put a lot of effort into the intersection of her delicate vagina and the thick penis.
Chuntao's sweet and verbal skills were specially told by Bohu to do for Miss Zhaorong. In the end, it is better to teach by words than to teach by person. Miss Zhaorong saw Chuntao's lustful actions on Bohu, and after hearing and seeing, she would naturally understand something. There was no need for Bohu to teach her how to improve the happiness of the bed in the boudoir.
The ending of a killing game finally saw the result of both sides being injured and being fucked in a muffled voice. Zhao Rong could no longer suppress the high-pitched moan. After a violent tremor, he collapsed under Bo Hu. His arms and legs, which were originally struggling with the tiger's body, were now all on the thick mattress, as if all the strength was being drained, only his lower body was still squirming and twitching. Such dynamic made Bo Hu's whip feel sour. Oh, a long sigh, and the deep sperm of semen sprinkled water on the bright peony flowers like a hard-working gardener.
After the climax, Zhaorong's beautiful face was sweating profusely, and her very sour body was stained with a layer of peony blush for a long time. Bo Hu kissed her on her face for a while, pulled out the Microsoft whip and lay side by side with her to rest.
Chuntao crawled over and carefully licked the lustful semen left on his penis and slid it in vain. At the same time, he slowly licked Yu Li on the tiger-headed leopard head with a face full of face.
After Bo Hu smiled and licked her, he used the mysterious skills of Dong Xuanzi. The overlord showed his power and raised his magic whip again. He pushed the tiger and leopard overlord whip under his crotch straightened. Chun Tao cheered with a spring breeze and stepped on her body and put the whip neatly into her already wet vagina.
Bo Hu felt very comfortable after being trapped. He felt that Chuntao's peach blossom jade house was wrapped in a whip very tightly. The whip could rotate without restraint. However, the warm and humid and squeezed pleasure did not decrease at all. It was indeed different for Bo Hu to feel the higher pleasure of insertion and was very happy.
Bo Hu looked at Chun Tao's eyes, pink cheeks, and completely addicted to lust. Such an investment made Bo Hu feel hot all over his body. A warm current ran around with pleasure. Bo Hu used his magic whip and thrust himself into and out of the wet vagina rapidly. The glans scraped the wrinkles on the inner wall of the peach blossoms. The pleasure made Bo Hu's whole body numb, and he thrust his body more courageously and rapidly. Chun Tao leaned forward slightly, grabbed Bo Hu's arm with both hands, thrust his lower abdomen hard, and moved his vagina to his lower body to the tip of his nose. The breasts and the lower abdomen were soaked. The junction of the lower body was even more wet.
The two of them were passionately intertwined. Chuntao was thrusting and panting, and sometimes shedding some lustful words and beauties from her mouth. She felt that the divine whip that penetrated into the vagina was very strong and slapped. She continued to accumulate energy in the flower room. Finally, it was like the Yellow River broke its dam. A strong rush rushed to the heart of the flower, and couldn't help but shivered, and said, "Brother! What a Yinlang!" The flower path wall contracted rapidly. After the flower heart leaked out the vaginal essence, it still bit the tiger-headed leopard head and sucked it like a sucking. Bohu was so panicked that she suddenly felt her waist sore, her scrotum numb, and the whip expanded rapidly. He hugged Chuntao's waist, and he pushed it up and tightly and tied his lower body, pressing the tiger-headed leopard head and head against the flower heart. With a long sigh, the deep sperm of the penis was like the hard-working gardener, sprinkling water on the delicate peach blossom petals.
Bo Hu felt that Chuntao's flower room was shrinking and sucking out the sperm, and sucking it into the heart of the flower without leaking it as if soothing the numb tiger head and leopard head after ejaculation, and as if massaged the semi-soft and not hard tiger and leopard stem Chuntao collapsed on Bo Hu's body, closed his eyes and rested his head in Bo Hu's arms, enjoying the satisfaction and tranquility after being lingered.
Miss Zhaorong, who was standing beside her, looked at the pretty Chuntao enjoying her life. When the two hugged each other and were drowsy, the lady brought the quilt to cover everyone. This was the first time this daughter was serving others.
After these two nights, Miss Zhaorong actually fell in love with this bed, and let Bohu stay in the boudoir. It was not until he felt good enough and thought of continuing to carry out the Yuanyin Bagua mission that he decided to leave at his own discretion.
Bo Hu is really free and comfortable in this gentle country. He is literary in the daytime. He has a metaphysical spiritual exchange with a pair of beauties and specializes in finding some entertainment games that Chun Tao can do. For example, it doesn’t matter if he can’t recite poems. Start with making couplets. One person first produces the first couplet, and the other two pairs the second couplet. Chun Tao hasn’t read any books, and sometimes he uses the local slang to couplets. It’s a joke. It’s lively and interesting. It doesn’t matter if Chun Tao can’t paint. So she first lets her doodle there, and then Bo Hu’s skillful hand, one stroke of a few strokes, makes the painting look very well, making Chun Taoer overjoyed, and thinks she has a talent for painting.
At night, it was martial, and had physical communication with the two beauties. If Zhaorong didn't understand any moves, let Chuntao be a demonstration; if Zhaorong was timid and did not dare to do it, let Chuntao play the striker. In the end, if Zhaorong could not withstand Bo Hu's fierce offensive, Chuntao would still be the reserve team and bravely support him. In any case, these two demon corps would still be killed by Bo Hu's overlord whip and fell to the ground, begging for mercy, willing to surrender
In this way, Bohu has really lived a very fulfilling life these days, allowing him to enjoy the superiority of the country that can promote the country through day and the martial arts of the night can determine the country.
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