Song Yu was panting, his eyes were red. He watched Wang Cheng and his men turn into peerless men with the help of the fragrance emitted from his body. He hugged the women beside him and seemed to be two of them. He was both fierce and fierce, and made the girls moan continuously.
What exactly is the fragrance emitted by the bead?
Now Wang Cheng seemed to have taken the most violent aphrodisiac, without Song Yu's help. He shook his waist alone and made a beast-like roar in his mouth. The little cock under his crotch was also extremely fierce at this time. A short and thin penis was inserted into the slit hole of the Wu Nu, bringing out a stream of smooth white juice.
Grandpa...My Wang Zhonglang...You fucked Nunu to death... Come on... Fuck more forcefully...
Under the influence of Song Yu's fragrance, not only Wang Cheng and other men were affected. These brothel prostitutes quickly fell into madness. The prostitutes next to them were permed and red, and they were uncomfortable with breasts to rub the man's back. They used their vaginas to flow with their vaginas to find the muscles on the man's body, and a pool of water was flowing on it.
To Ah...Nu Nu wants Ah...Nu Nu is going crazy...Nu Nu's pussy is so uncomfortable... To Ah... To Ah... Not only the sisters...Nu Nu also wants Ah...
The black girl's face was the same as the kabuki beside her, and it was terriblely red. She hugged Wang Cheng's neck tightly with her hands, and her waist as thin as a willow, constantly responding to Wang Cheng's thrust up and down, making a fertile and wonderful place splashed all over the juice.
There is still a lot of Ah... there is still a lot of Ah... Increase the strength Ah... Why is it so short... Wuwu... Nunu wants more... it needs more to fill Nunu's hole...
The sweat from the hairy hair on the hair was wet. Her beautiful eyes were half open and half closed, and the inside was full of desire when the strongest desire was taken. There was no clear consciousness at all. Under the influence of Song Yu's ghostly fragrance, the hairy girl bit her red lips, her plump buttocks almost never touched the ground, and she kept hanging with Wang Cheng's little life roots.
AhAhAh... fuck you to death... fuck you to death... fuck you to death, a slut... fuck your whole family...
Wang Cheng's eyes were red, and he had no mind at this time, and he had only an instinctive impulse to associate with others. Otherwise, he would not be angry to death when he heard the words of Wu Nu who was short and delicate.
But Wang Cheng's penis is indeed too short. When the black girl is in tune, she can still show off her evil spirit in the black girl's vagina. However, the black girl is burning with lust and only knows how to get it. It's fine to clamp a thin hole tightly, but she even sways but shook her waist. She has a lot of movements and squeezed out Wang Cheng's life.
Woo... fuck Nunu... don't come out... fuck Nunu... As he said that, he grabbed Wang Cheng's life root with Hao's wrist and stuffed it into his vagina, and the spring water stained with one hand
……
……
This world is not a martial arts world, and Ping Niang is not a top expert. She can't hold her breath for too long. After she breathes again and inhales a lot of fragrance from Song Yu's body, her eyes gradually become blurred.
hot
It's hot
Ping Niang's limbs holding the sword body slowly felt hot and soft. A familiar and unfamiliar feeling of lust spread from the heart of her legs. In an instant, she felt that she was wet and wet to the heart of her legs. Her beautiful vagina, which was originally tightly closed, was actually opening a small gap on its own. Streams of spring water flowed out from it, and soon wet Ping Niang's underwear.
Ping Niang is now anxious to help her, to plug the outflowing spring water, and insert a man's penis into it.
What is this fragrance? Why does it make me feel so strange?
Ping Niang is Wang Cheng's concubine, not a virgin who knows about human affairs. The feeling of her legs being soft and itchy at this time made her realize that her most urgent need now is a man, a man who can tear her apart.
The red clouds spread all over her body, her skin was hot, and when Ping Niang let out an unbearable moan, she was even shocked by herself
She suddenly felt a wolf-like gaze looking at him
That person is Song Yu
Song Yu was like her, panting, blushing, and bloodshot in his eyes
Then Song Yu rushed up
Although Ping Niang is a golf, her concept of chastity is as strong as the daughter of a wealthy family. She is Wang Cheng’s concubine, how can she have an affair with outsiders?
Draw the sword
With a sound of Canglang, the three-foot green sharp edge in Ping Niang's arms shone with a cold light out of the sheath, but the next moment, Ping Niang felt a powerful force coming from the sword, slapped the three-foot green sharp edge in her hand away from her palm, and the power was so great that it almost shocked Ping Niang's whole body to churn blood, and her whole arm was numb.
Ping Niang's heart trembled, looked at Song Yu with a ferocious face, and instinctively punched Song Yu in the head.
hey-hey……
Song Yu looked at the punch and stretched out his big hand and then, and felt an extremely powerful feeling of power that was not completely lost.
Although Song Yu learned fighting skills with his elder brother Song Ji as a child, because his body is thinner than Song Ji, his individual combat ability is not very strong. However, under the influence of the airflow of the bead, he can not only emit a scent that makes people confused, but also double his strength.
When Ping Niang pulled out the sword just now, Song Yu was also shocked, but when he pressed the sword with instinct, he was so strong that he slapped Ping Niang's long sword away with one palm.
What exactly is this bead?
When Song Yu thought about this question, he held Ping Niang's fist and felt that he was harder.
Husband, Husband...
Ping Niang's face was full of flushing. She clamped the center of her legs and saw that her fist fell into Song Yu's hand, she couldn't break free at all. She was panicked and hurriedly called Wang Cheng, who was still among the prostitutes.
not good……
Song Yu heard Ping Niang's call, his mind calmed down a little. He looked in Wang Cheng's direction, but saw Wang Cheng in a crazy manner, and he didn't hear Ping Niang's call at all.
Husband, Husband...
Ping Niang was still calling, Song Yu blocked her mouth, dragged her body and walked behind the screen
Ping Niang, who has a very high military power, can only exert less than 30% of her normal strength under the strength of Xiangqi and Song Yu. After struggling for a few times, she was completely unable to escape from Song Yu. Wang Cheng seemed to be infected with evil, without any reaction. In the hot and crispy situation, Ping Niang became a little more panic.
You, what are you going to do? Ping Niang was dragged behind the screen by Song Yu, whose eyes were red, and asked in a trembling voice.
What to do?
Song Yu licked his dry lips, lifted up his deep clothes, and exposed the unreasonable thing: What else can I do if I pull you here? Just fuck you!
Song Yu's penis is about one foot long, and it is extremely terrifying and ferocious, and it is hard and hot. It is as thick as a baby's arm. It is dark all over, but it is shiny and smooth. There is a small arc from the bottom, which makes him look like an angry dragon coming out of water when he is erect at a high height.
Ping Niang was panting, and after Song Yu took out his huge root, she was stunned on the spot. It was a pity that she had only had Wang Cheng, a man in her life, and how big is Wang Cheng's Yang Gener? Compared with Song Yu's giant thing about a foot, Wang Cheng's life is like a thing that a child has not yet developed into adults.
Scared?
Song Yu naturally knew the weight of the giant thing under him. Even if it was placed in later generations, it could still be far away from European and American men. Moreover, compared with the front end of European and American men, the whole piece was soft and soft. Song Yu's penis at this time was so hard that it could lift the object from the head to the top. Moreover, the tortoise meat was as thick as a goose egg, and the oil was smooth and shiny, and it was so big that it was so big that it was so big.
Ping Niang was gasping, her breath getting thicker and thicker. She was now near Song Yu. The heat from Song Yu's huge roots made her head dizzy. She had only one thought in her mind: God, such a big penis is far larger than my husband. Which woman can withstand this?
When the smell of Song Yu's man's penis came in between his nose, Ping Niang's heart was just beating wildly, wanting to shout for help. When Song Yu's ghost fragrance surrounded her, a fire of desire, like a spark of sparks, spreading into a prairie fire.
There is no penis that contains as big as Master?
Song Yu smiled ferociously, listening to the sound of intercourse outside, pinched the huge root with his hands and pressed it between Ping Niang's trembling lips.
No... Ping Niang pursed her lips. She was a master of swordsmanship and her mind would not be completely destroyed like the group of people outside.
Song Yu held the hard penis and sneered: Do you want it now? As he said that, he grabbed the back of Ping Niang's head and whipped Ping Niang's lips with the hard penis.
The scorching sun was very hot. Ping Niang was hit by a few strokes, and her eyes gradually became blurred. There were streams of liquid in the flower room at the center of her legs.
Wow... don't...
Ping Niang felt her body getting softer and she was almost weaker when she was kneeling. She murmured, but she found a chance for Song Yu. Her thick glans pried open Ping Niang's red lips, first half of the glans, then the entire glans was stuffed in.
Woo woo...
Ping Niang made a discomfortable sound. She raised her hands and held Song Yu's life root with difficulty, and wanted to pull it out. However, the palm of her hand had just touched Song Yu's thick and hard penis. First, she felt that it was difficult to hold both hands with one hand, and then bursts of hot and hot waves spread from the palm of her hand to the whole body, causing Ping Niang to lose some strength for a moment.
Ah
Song Yu stuffed the entire glans into Ping Niang's mouth, and then felt a wet, cold and tender object suddenly slipping across the sensitive tip, as thin as a cat's tongue, and like a very thin fresh fish sashimi. It was soft and elastic, so comfortable that he raised his head and waist. The glans the size of a goose egg thrust forward again, and a small part was stuffed into Ping Niang's round little mouth.
Woo woo...
Ping Niang's whole mouth seemed to be filled with her mouth, and her mouth was inconvenient. She wanted to keep her chastity for Wang Cheng, and wanted to bite this invading her penis, but she had nowhere to focus on it. It seemed that even the root of her teeth was numb and raised her eyes. Woooo protested, and seemed to begging for mercy.
Cao, Wang Cheng's little mouth makes me feel good
Song Yu's penis touched Ping Niang's teeth at the front end. He felt vaguely happy and beautiful in the sharp stinging feeling. He also greedy for the wonderful touch of the lilac tongue, so he thrust the penis that was stuffed into half into Ping Niang's hand.
Woo woo...
Ping Niang just felt that her mouth was empty, and then she was stuffed with Song Yu. She held the whole meat mushroom in her hands and held the hot pestle in her hands. Unconsciously, she forgot her original intention. Instead, she held it with both hands, allowing Song Yu to thrust her mouth and slide in the palms of her hands when she was a child. Soon, the saliva on the penis moved the whole palms wet.
Ping Niang looked at him with her watery almond eyes, begging for mercy in her mouth, without a trace of the tough style of a female swordsman
The paralyzed Wang Cheng, your concubine begs for mercy under the master's stick. How dare you make fun of me?
When Song Yu saw that Ping Niang was weak, he was even more heartbroken, and the angry dragon was a little swollen. Although the inner side of his thighs was so beautiful that he could not help but tremble slightly, his strong bear waist was thrusting, and he used Ping Niang's little mouth as a hole and thrust it into it.
Ping Niang almost fell to the ground by causing Song Yu to get stuck, but thanks to Song Yu's hand pressing her head, helping her kneel.
Woo woo...
The fragrance lingers in the body, and the smell of Song Yu's yang roots in front of the nose. Ping Niang teased Song Yu so much that his lust became stronger and stronger. The warmth between his legs was so unreasonable that he couldn't help but tighten his knees, but he didn't know that the more he rubbed it, it became harder to be
Song Yu felt the two little hands on the penis tighter and tighter, and said with a lewd smile: Little nymph, your pussy is itchy, I want my big stick to help you insert it, right?
Ping Niang held Song Yu's dragon head in her mouth and shook her head and whimpered
No? Song Yu pulled up the kneeling Ping Niang, reached out to Ping Niang's lapel, and untied Ping Niang's clothes
Ping Niang is Wang Cheng's concubine and a female swordsman. Although she does not wear armor, the deep clothes are different from ordinary women. They are narrower and have short cuffs. Although the hem is trumpet-shaped, their feet make various kicking movements. The collar of this kind of clothes is low to expose the inner clothes. They generally have triple clothes, also known as triple clothes.
Song Yu took off Ping Niang's deep clothes outside, revealing the inner clothes inside. The inner clothes were very slim, outlining Ping Niang's slender waist and slender thighs to the fullest. The only pity was that Ping Niang's breasts were too flat. It seemed that all her talents were used to swordsmanship and her breasts were not well developed.
Unexpectedly, Song Yu continued to work hard, took off his inner clothes, and opened his clothes, and found that Ping Niang's chest was wrapped in a thick white bun. The pair of plump breasts were firmly bound, and they did not wear ordinary women's bellybands. However, Ping Niang's breasts were unwilling to lie dormant. They struggled every moment, trying to break free from the constraints. The shape of milk jelly could be seen between the plain white cotton cloth, and the two arcs kept gathering from the outside to the inside, forming a deep groove in the middle.
Song Yu's eyes lit up and he thought to himself that this female swordsman had abused her breasts so much for the sake of swordsmanship.
Wouldn't it be a pity to have such strong breasts wrapped around with cloth?
Song Yu grinned and grabbed the breast-wrapped cotton cloth and slit it to both sides. With a tearing sound, the plain white cotton cloth turned into pieces of fragments, slowly falling in the air. The pair of jade breasts that had been suppressed for a long time were out of trouble at this moment, and used dazzling waves of snow-white breasts to vent their depression for many days.
Ping Niang's mouth contained Song Yu's half smooth glans, twisting her waist, expressing her rejection, but compared with her resistance, Ping Niang's sedan chair was bright red at this time, her beautiful eyes were half open and half closed, and she actually felt a little expectation.
Wang Cheng usually grabbed such a sturdy breast, right? Song Yu stretched out his five fingers and grabbed the snow breasts hard, leaving five bright red scratches. The pain made Ping Niang whimper and even vomited her glans.
Good life to hold it in my heart
Song Yu pulled Ping Niang's body up again, pressed her head and held her big cock in her mouth. The ape stretched out her arms and pulled off Ping Niang's underwear, immediately revealing her two jade-colored legs. Between her legs was a place of plump water plants.
The snow-white body, perky breasts, slender and flat belly, round buttocks, bright red clams and slender legs. Such a tempting spring scenery picture made Song Yu's huge root stuffed into Ping Niang's mouth even more angry
Stop hiding, slut, let me eat your pink breasts
Song Yu pulled Ping Niang up and pressed her against the wooden wall of the nickname. He grabbed her left breast with one hand, buried her right breast with the same mouth, and opened her big mouth, and the whole red and tender bud was held in his mouth. A wave of unspeakable beauty and pleasure mixed in the fire and rushed towards Ping Niang's forehead. Her eyes were blurred, and she was greeting her chest with her chest out, making unbearable murmurs.
It was obviously a great evil man who insulted me, why did I get so touched by him? I still take the initiative to want him to eat more of my breasts?
Ping Niang scolded herself in her heart, but gradually the strong pleasure, coupled with the influence of the fragrance, destroyed her will to resist only a trace. Even when she was usually with Wang Cheng Dunlun, she was not so unrestrained. When Song Yu bit her teeth gently, a drunken cry burst out from Ping Niang's mouth, holding Song Yu's head firmly with both hands: No... don't bite... others can't stand it...
Song Yu would pay attention to her, holding a large piece of Ping Niang's breast meat in his mouth, and he chewed it through. His idle hands reached between her crotch, wiped his fingers, and his hands were filled with pussy juice. He couldn't help but sneer: What a lewd bitch, this is all the water left by my hand. Tell me, do you really want me, this big cock that your husband can compare to? After speaking, his two fingers were locked in, thrusting, thrusting
Oh... don't... don't... don't... people won't be able to stand it...
Ping Niang has never been such a romantic method, and she can't withstand the attack from the upper and lower parts. The pleasure catches the waves and surging, and the large strands of flower dew flows continuously along the legs. Suddenly, her body stiffens, shaking a few times in succession, and she actually climaxed. Then her eyes turned white, and she panted and felt her feet soft and she couldn't stand firm anymore. Her body fell down from Song Yu's squeeze.
Song Yu hugged Ping Niang's slid body, stuffed her fingers full of vaginal fluid into her mouth, and said: Your appetite is so small, just like that you have an orgasm? Come on, your smell of water often
Ping Niang's eyes were unconscious. After the vaginal fluid entered her mouth, she subconsciously held her tongue to lick Song Yu's fingers that were stretched into her mouth.
Really slutty
Song Yu stood up and picked up one of Ping Niang's legs and circled it around his waist, pressed the huge root against Ping Niang's vagina where the vagina was flowing with semen, and said: Let me show you what it means to be ecstasy and die.
Ah, no...
When Song Yu's dragon head rubbed against Ping Niang's hole, Ping Niang suddenly shivered, and her consciousness came back halfway. She thought about Song Yu's penis that was too thick to the world, thinking that she could not get over such a penis. She was afraid, and she pushed Song Yu's shoulder with her little hand, and her waist was even more desperate.
You're so slutty, you're still thinking about refusing to fuck you?
The flesh was on the mouth, and Song Yu was not anxious. He used the hot hardness of the dragon head to tease Ping Niang's vagina. However, in just a moment, Ping Niang couldn't bear to welcome her buttocks, wanting to hold Song Yu's penis at the mouth of the hole and squeeze it into the spring crack of the water.
Want it?
Woo... Give me... Give me...
Seeing that Ping Niang's face was flushed and her face was terrifyingly hot, Song Yu reached his hands on his butt. His hands, who were usually used to holding sharp swords, were pressing Song Yu's hips and buttocks unbearable, and they wanted to make the two of them close and seamless.
Song Yu didn't always smile like she wanted, and held the penis with one hand. He didn't stay in Ping Nianghua's outdoors, but he just didn't go in. He teased and said: Take the hand on my butt to your pussy, and then use his hand to push away the mons pubic pussy and let me fuck it in.
Ping Niang's delicate body suddenly trembled, her eyes opened a thin slit, biting her lips, but her hands didn't move.
Song Yu grabbed Ping Niang's right breast and pinched it while saying: Don't? Then I will not fuck you anymore, so I will throw you here. As he said, he really left Ping Niang's body
No, no...
Ping Niang's portal had already grinded the fire for Song Yu. The flower juice and jade dew in the vagina were flowing continuously, which was really unbearable. At this time, it was an almost instinctive lust reaction. After Song Yu's hot cock left her flower room, Ping Niang grabbed Song Yu's penis with one hand, and her red lips exhaled a hot breath and said: No, don't leave, please...
Song Yu took the penis and poked it outside Ping Niang's door, shouting: Then open the pussy and let my big penis in?
Ping Niang shivered, her beautiful eyes were so beautiful that only Chunbo was left. She bit her lips, put her hands on her hips, slowly pulled open the two flower lips, a ball of bright red and moist flesh was completely exposed in front of Song Yu, and there was a silky water in her arms, flowing down the river.
When Song Yu saw it, his eyes suddenly shone, he held the giant turtle tightly and gently pushed it in, then retreated. After several times, he refused to go deeper, which made Ping Niang bit her lips and hold her breath, but he couldn't hear Song Yu suddenly sneer and said: If you want me to go in, you should beg me, what?
Then there were repeated tortures, causing Ping Niang to shake her buttocks, but her consciousness was destroyed by fire and she cried: Please... Please come in
Song Yu smiled lewdly: Please come in? Tell me clearly
Ping Niang was unwilling to accept it, but her private parts were already unbearable. She listened to the sound of moaning outside the screen and cried: Please insert... the penis in... the insert... the other person can't stand it anymore... the water is left on her legs...
As soon as Ping Niang finished speaking, she felt her vagina suddenly swelling and her hot and thick penis had not entered, and the small passage was filled with water.
It's broken...it's all stuffed...it's broken...it's so many terrible big cocks...it's actually stuffed into me...it's so swelling...you're still moving...you're still moving...you're going to swell me?
Ping Niang felt that her flower room was filled with comfort, and she occupied every inch of Song Yu's big penis, and almost reached orgasm at the moment of insertion.
Song Yu straightened his upper body, lowered his head and looked at the intercourse. Seeing that there was still a piece of penis that had not entered, he smiled and said, "Wang Cheng married a good concubine, which is indeed a rare master. I didn't expect that you have become a wife, and your lower body is still so tight, and there are too many waters. I'm so excited to do it. After a pause, I said, "You think you're going all in?" No, you were wrong. There's still a piece outside."
Another part?
Ping Niang was stuffed with Song Yu and panted. When she heard Song Yu's words, her mind was a little clearer. She followed Song Yu's gaze and looked down. The exaggerated and ferocious cock was indeed half outside the vagina. She was about to say no, but Song Yu tightened his waist suddenly, and suddenly he pushed it, and the entire cock was completely penetrated into Ping Niang's vagina. Ping Niang shouted, hugged Song Yu, and gave Xiaoxiang Tongue crazy.
Uh-huh……
The two were kissing wildly, swallowing each other's overflowing saliva. Ping Niang became more and more crazy. She grabbed Song Yu's big hand with one hand and pressed it on her fair breasts. The other hand held Song Yu's buttocks and pressed it down. Her lower body desperately pressed against Song Yu's vagina, as if it needed itching in the depths of her vagina.
Oh, I'm so crazy... This posture... This man actually took possession of me while standing, he inserted his big cock into my vagina. Ping Niang felt her scalp numb, and the flower room was spasm and thrusting
Song Yu had already felt the changes in Ping Niang's body. He used his cock to rub the heart of the flower, pulled out the big cock, and just pulled it to the hole, and then inserted it back heavily.
Yes... um... fuck me to death... so big a cock... so hard... so hard... so hard... so hard... so long and thick... don't go in... you're going to death... so hard... you're going to death...
Ping Niang's whole body trembled, but Song Yu was unmoved at all. His thick cock began to thrust in at a constant speed and force.
Slap...
Ah... So awesome... So comfortable... I'm so beautiful... Your big cock is so beautiful... My mother... I'm going to die... I'm going to die... Ping Niang's lewd voices were endless, and the tranquility that stood beside Wang Cheng was completely gone. After a period of adaptation, she began to cater to her wildly and ask for it wildly. Spring water rolled out from the junction of the two, sticking to Song Yu's scrotum and Ping Niang's crotch
Do you like my dick? Do you like me to fuck you? Song Yu asked roughly
I like...Ah...I like your big cock Ah... So big, thick and long... I've been pushed to others... I've been broken... Too strong... Too deep...
Ping Niang's thighs are both slender and powerful. After all, she is a female swordsman and is also very beautiful. She has been hitting the ground with one leg to welcome the impact of Song Yu's big cock
Fuck you to death, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, Wang Cheng's woman
Come on Ah, come on to fuck me Ah, I just fucked you...
Song Yu frequently thrust like storm waves, one wave higher than the other. He bit Ping Niang's ear and said: Compared with Wang Cheng's little bird, who makes you feel more happy
Ping Niang seemed even more crazy when she heard Wang Cheng's name. She hugged Song Yu's shoulders and her five fingers were deeply trapped in the flesh. Under Song Yu's heavy blows again and again, her vagina was almost on the verge of collapse: Your...your...your...your big cock made me feel so happy...What a big stick...
Song Yu gritted his teeth and shouted in Ping Niang's ear: He said loudly, who made you feel so good, and then there was another violent thrust, which always went to the deepest part.
Ping Niang cried in her voice and said sharply: You, you, you are so fucking me that my husband is not as good as you... Every time I do it with him, I will do it in a hurry... I don't know that the hole is stuffed with such a beautiful thing...
Hehe, just Wang Cheng's little bird thing, what kind of woman can you fuck? When you want to be fucked by someone in the future, come to see me. My grandfather will definitely fuck you until the sword is unstable
Song Yu resisted Ping Niang's beautiful leg on his shoulders, sprinted his waist and thrust harder, and then he thrust harder. At this time, the spring water skeleton in Ping Niang's flower hole was extremely wet and slippery. Song Yu was in a great mood at this time and was deeply penetrated. He almost inserted his vagina into the glans, which was about to penetrate the penis. As long as he touched a slightly rough ball of flesh in Ping Niang's vagina, he would bump.
It's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful
Ping Niang was inserted into this round of attacks like she was hit countless electric shocks. She waved her waist wildly, and a pair of snow-white and plump breast balls churned up and down, forming waves of breast waves that made her breathless, and she felt that her body was about to melt.
Little slut, this is just beginning, don't slut to death
After hearing Ping Niang's lewd voices, Song Yu became more and more crazy. He pushed left and right, and touched the meat balls every time. After less than a hundred strokes, he felt Ping Niang's body tremble, and a thick and hot honey liquid leaked out from the depths of the flower center.
Ah... Dead... Dead... You fucked you to death... Ping Niang's belly couldn't twitch, she was overjoyed and she was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was so beautiful.
Song Yu was just getting angry and was so crazy that he would not let Ping Niang go, who had just ejaculated. The movements of his waist did not decrease but became larger and larger. The thick giant object quickly entered and out. The meat bag under the stick hit the snow buttocks and made a sound of slap. The milk and honey liquid splashed everywhere as he thrust in and out, and there was a white color everywhere.
Slap
There are hundreds of times in a row
Free life... Life Ah... I really want to die... Ping Niang cried sharply, the second orgasm came again, almost the last wave of afterglow had not passed, the next wave of climax had already arrived again
AhAhAh... When this wave of orgasm came, Ping Niang's eyes turned white and she almost fainted
……
……
For more than two hours, Song Yu was fucking Ping Niang, letting this woman know how fierce the number one man in Chang'an was, and letting her know that Wang Cheng was just a child who had no adults.
When Song Yu inserted Ping Niang to his seventh climax, the movement outside the screen had become silent. Song Yu hugged Ping Niang's weak and boneless body at this time. When he went outside, he saw people falling on the ground, and Wang Cheng and the men even snored loudly.
Going asleep?
Song Yu was holding a child, and inserted Ping Niang in a hug posture, and the two petals of Ping Niang were stretched out, revealing the bright red flesh wall inside, so that the hole tightly clamped the root of the giant root, but there was still a transparent honey liquid that flowed out, so that the lower bodies of the two were soaked in a wolf.
Song Yu looked at Wang Cheng who was lying on the ground, and suddenly had a whim. He actually hugged Ping Niang and walked to Wang Cheng step by step.
Ping Niang closed her eyes and was already a little confused when she was sobbing in Song Yu. She made a cat-like cry in her mouth, and welcomed the arrival of the eighth orgasm: Don't stop... Don't stop... I'm coming... AhAh... Come here...
Song Yu put Ping Niang next to Wang Cheng after the climax, patted her face and woke her up from the aftermath of the climax and said: Look, your husband is right next to you, and you and I are having a crush on each other.
Ping Niang opened her eyes weakly. When she heard Song Yu's words, she turned her head and looked at it, and then said tremblingly: Don't be here, he will wake up, he will wake up.
Song Yu pressed Ping Niang's hands with both hands and pushed his little hand. The huge roots dominated Ping Niang's pussy and kissed Ping Niang's trembling lips. His waist twitched violently and pounded violently. In less than a minute, he fucked Ping Niang under him so much that his breasts were shaking and shaking. The breasts were rolling endlessly.
Ah... He will wake up... Oh oh... fuck me next to him... You are more powerful Ah... Ah Ah... You are thicker... You are bigger... You will fuck me to death... He will wake up... You fuck me in another place...
Song Yu was so angry that he was killing. How could he change the place? He reached forward with his left hand, held Ping Niang's breasts and rubbed hard: I was fucked by Wang Cheng next to him, don't you feel it exciting? Why are you screaming so low? As he said that, he reached out to Ping Niang's mouth and separated her upper and lower lips and said: Cry louder, let Wang Cheng know that you were fucked by me and climaxed repeatedly.
No, no...
Ping Niang sniffed and begged for mercy to look at Song Yu, but there were convulsions in the flower room, clamping Song Yu so much that she felt very comfortable.
Fuck you to death, and fuck you to death by Wang Cheng
Song Yu was so excited that he was screaming. He never did anything more happy in front of Wang Cheng, a hateful man. He roared lightly and asked Ping Niang to kneel down on the ground, raised her plump buttocks, and then rushed from behind and then rose and fell. He thrust and poked hard with all his head, and fucked her for a moment.
Woo...come again...come again...
Ping Niang was posing as a doggy-fucked by Song Yu. After inserting the whole group a hundred times, she felt her scalp numbness again, and her body spasmed and spit out white juice, reaching her tenth climax: So sour and sour... I can't do it... You go around me... I'll do it for you next time... I'll leave it for you...
Song Yu ignored Ping Niang's begging for mercy, and his movements became even more violent. The big penis swelled in circles, and the gathered essence gushed out, immediately filling the entire flower room and hanging out along the intercourse.
Ah... Ping Niang, who was already in a semi-coma, was stimulated by the thick semen, and vaginal semen was leaked from the depths of the flower room again. At the same time, her beautiful eyes rolled up and almost fainted...
A moment of calm
Song Yu got up from Ping Niang, shook his penis that had not yet softened. Suddenly, he felt a urge to pee and squirted in front of Wang Cheng's face.
Ping Niang looked at him from the side, afraid that his urine would wake up Wang Cheng, but she didn't have the strength to speak now, so that would stop him.
After peeing for a minute, Song Yu screamed with pleasure and looked at Ping Niang and said: "My grandpa is leaving first. Next time, I will find you and have sex with you for a whole night."
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When Song Yu left the brothel, Wang Cheng and his friends were still sleeping soundly, without any reaction to Song Yu's departure.
At this time, the night was getting dark and the lights of thousands of homes were burning.
The forbidden curfew in the Western Han Dynasty was from 10 pm to 3 pm, which had little effect on people like Song Yu.
Song Zhong and Song Shi are waiting for him outside the brothel
After getting on the carriage, Song Yu saw that it was late at night and thought for a while, and said: Ah Zhong, drive the carriage to Wulilu
Wulilu, where the Tan family is located, and the Song family mansion are divided into two urban areas. Song Zhong and Song Shi dare not ask anything more
Wherever the third master asked him to go, just go wherever he wanted
When he arrived at Wulilu, it was almost time to stop the forbidden night. Song Yu asked Song Zhong and Song Shi to take the car into Wulilu's Lumen Gate and found a remote alley to rest. He was about to go out and say: "You guys have something to do when you are inside, you two are waiting here, just like before, be careful to help you look outside."
In the past, Song Yu was common to steal fragrance and jade. These two dog legs were used to it, so today, as usual, I specially brought enough dry food for them and the horse materials needed by the horse. Even if Song Yu didn't come out all night, he wouldn't be hungry.
Song Zhong said flatteringly: Third Master, don’t worry. As he said that, he took out his usual tools for crime from the back and handed them to Song Yu: Third Master, I have prepared a lot, everything has been prepared for you.
The so-called tool for crime is a bone with special medicines on it. If you give it to the dog, you will be stunned in less than a moment of sleep. In addition, there is a dagger that specializes in opening the door.
Song Yu nodded and walked along the inner lane alone.
The Tan family is only a few large households in this area, with high walls and thick courtyards built. Although the imperial court strictly ordered the scale of merchants' home furnishings, money can often solve many things in this era or later generations.
Song Yu often goes deep into the backyards of various houses, and has a different talent for this kind of wall-breaking and entering the house. He is a gangster in the city and his most common method is to climb over the wall and cross the tiles.
The backyard of the Tan family is not high, there is a night patrol dog inside. Song Yu is still outside the wall, and the beast is already yelling.
In a wobbly dog barking, Song Yu identified the direction and threw the bone Song Zhong gave him towards the place where the dog barked. Soon, the dog's sound disappeared.
Song Yu took advantage of a crooked tree outside the wall and climbed into the wall of the Tan family in three strokes. Although he could not land silently like a martial arts master, he was as sensitive as a raccoon cat.
Before the Song family became popular, Song Yu relied on this kind of stealing skill to make a living. How could he not be powerful?
With a dagger, Song Yu quickly ran to the boudoir of the third concubine of the Tan family, under the cover of the darkness.
What exactly is the fragrance emitted by the bead?
Now Wang Cheng seemed to have taken the most violent aphrodisiac, without Song Yu's help. He shook his waist alone and made a beast-like roar in his mouth. The little cock under his crotch was also extremely fierce at this time. A short and thin penis was inserted into the slit hole of the Wu Nu, bringing out a stream of smooth white juice.
Grandpa...My Wang Zhonglang...You fucked Nunu to death... Come on... Fuck more forcefully...
Under the influence of Song Yu's fragrance, not only Wang Cheng and other men were affected. These brothel prostitutes quickly fell into madness. The prostitutes next to them were permed and red, and they were uncomfortable with breasts to rub the man's back. They used their vaginas to flow with their vaginas to find the muscles on the man's body, and a pool of water was flowing on it.
To Ah...Nu Nu wants Ah...Nu Nu is going crazy...Nu Nu's pussy is so uncomfortable... To Ah... To Ah... Not only the sisters...Nu Nu also wants Ah...
The black girl's face was the same as the kabuki beside her, and it was terriblely red. She hugged Wang Cheng's neck tightly with her hands, and her waist as thin as a willow, constantly responding to Wang Cheng's thrust up and down, making a fertile and wonderful place splashed all over the juice.
There is still a lot of Ah... there is still a lot of Ah... Increase the strength Ah... Why is it so short... Wuwu... Nunu wants more... it needs more to fill Nunu's hole...
The sweat from the hairy hair on the hair was wet. Her beautiful eyes were half open and half closed, and the inside was full of desire when the strongest desire was taken. There was no clear consciousness at all. Under the influence of Song Yu's ghostly fragrance, the hairy girl bit her red lips, her plump buttocks almost never touched the ground, and she kept hanging with Wang Cheng's little life roots.
AhAhAh... fuck you to death... fuck you to death... fuck you to death, a slut... fuck your whole family...
Wang Cheng's eyes were red, and he had no mind at this time, and he had only an instinctive impulse to associate with others. Otherwise, he would not be angry to death when he heard the words of Wu Nu who was short and delicate.
But Wang Cheng's penis is indeed too short. When the black girl is in tune, she can still show off her evil spirit in the black girl's vagina. However, the black girl is burning with lust and only knows how to get it. It's fine to clamp a thin hole tightly, but she even sways but shook her waist. She has a lot of movements and squeezed out Wang Cheng's life.
Woo... fuck Nunu... don't come out... fuck Nunu... As he said that, he grabbed Wang Cheng's life root with Hao's wrist and stuffed it into his vagina, and the spring water stained with one hand
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This world is not a martial arts world, and Ping Niang is not a top expert. She can't hold her breath for too long. After she breathes again and inhales a lot of fragrance from Song Yu's body, her eyes gradually become blurred.
hot
It's hot
Ping Niang's limbs holding the sword body slowly felt hot and soft. A familiar and unfamiliar feeling of lust spread from the heart of her legs. In an instant, she felt that she was wet and wet to the heart of her legs. Her beautiful vagina, which was originally tightly closed, was actually opening a small gap on its own. Streams of spring water flowed out from it, and soon wet Ping Niang's underwear.
Ping Niang is now anxious to help her, to plug the outflowing spring water, and insert a man's penis into it.
What is this fragrance? Why does it make me feel so strange?
Ping Niang is Wang Cheng's concubine, not a virgin who knows about human affairs. The feeling of her legs being soft and itchy at this time made her realize that her most urgent need now is a man, a man who can tear her apart.
The red clouds spread all over her body, her skin was hot, and when Ping Niang let out an unbearable moan, she was even shocked by herself
She suddenly felt a wolf-like gaze looking at him
That person is Song Yu
Song Yu was like her, panting, blushing, and bloodshot in his eyes
Then Song Yu rushed up
Although Ping Niang is a golf, her concept of chastity is as strong as the daughter of a wealthy family. She is Wang Cheng’s concubine, how can she have an affair with outsiders?
Draw the sword
With a sound of Canglang, the three-foot green sharp edge in Ping Niang's arms shone with a cold light out of the sheath, but the next moment, Ping Niang felt a powerful force coming from the sword, slapped the three-foot green sharp edge in her hand away from her palm, and the power was so great that it almost shocked Ping Niang's whole body to churn blood, and her whole arm was numb.
Ping Niang's heart trembled, looked at Song Yu with a ferocious face, and instinctively punched Song Yu in the head.
hey-hey……
Song Yu looked at the punch and stretched out his big hand and then, and felt an extremely powerful feeling of power that was not completely lost.
Although Song Yu learned fighting skills with his elder brother Song Ji as a child, because his body is thinner than Song Ji, his individual combat ability is not very strong. However, under the influence of the airflow of the bead, he can not only emit a scent that makes people confused, but also double his strength.
When Ping Niang pulled out the sword just now, Song Yu was also shocked, but when he pressed the sword with instinct, he was so strong that he slapped Ping Niang's long sword away with one palm.
What exactly is this bead?
When Song Yu thought about this question, he held Ping Niang's fist and felt that he was harder.
Husband, Husband...
Ping Niang's face was full of flushing. She clamped the center of her legs and saw that her fist fell into Song Yu's hand, she couldn't break free at all. She was panicked and hurriedly called Wang Cheng, who was still among the prostitutes.
not good……
Song Yu heard Ping Niang's call, his mind calmed down a little. He looked in Wang Cheng's direction, but saw Wang Cheng in a crazy manner, and he didn't hear Ping Niang's call at all.
Husband, Husband...
Ping Niang was still calling, Song Yu blocked her mouth, dragged her body and walked behind the screen
Ping Niang, who has a very high military power, can only exert less than 30% of her normal strength under the strength of Xiangqi and Song Yu. After struggling for a few times, she was completely unable to escape from Song Yu. Wang Cheng seemed to be infected with evil, without any reaction. In the hot and crispy situation, Ping Niang became a little more panic.
You, what are you going to do? Ping Niang was dragged behind the screen by Song Yu, whose eyes were red, and asked in a trembling voice.
What to do?
Song Yu licked his dry lips, lifted up his deep clothes, and exposed the unreasonable thing: What else can I do if I pull you here? Just fuck you!
Song Yu's penis is about one foot long, and it is extremely terrifying and ferocious, and it is hard and hot. It is as thick as a baby's arm. It is dark all over, but it is shiny and smooth. There is a small arc from the bottom, which makes him look like an angry dragon coming out of water when he is erect at a high height.
Ping Niang was panting, and after Song Yu took out his huge root, she was stunned on the spot. It was a pity that she had only had Wang Cheng, a man in her life, and how big is Wang Cheng's Yang Gener? Compared with Song Yu's giant thing about a foot, Wang Cheng's life is like a thing that a child has not yet developed into adults.
Scared?
Song Yu naturally knew the weight of the giant thing under him. Even if it was placed in later generations, it could still be far away from European and American men. Moreover, compared with the front end of European and American men, the whole piece was soft and soft. Song Yu's penis at this time was so hard that it could lift the object from the head to the top. Moreover, the tortoise meat was as thick as a goose egg, and the oil was smooth and shiny, and it was so big that it was so big that it was so big.
Ping Niang was gasping, her breath getting thicker and thicker. She was now near Song Yu. The heat from Song Yu's huge roots made her head dizzy. She had only one thought in her mind: God, such a big penis is far larger than my husband. Which woman can withstand this?
When the smell of Song Yu's man's penis came in between his nose, Ping Niang's heart was just beating wildly, wanting to shout for help. When Song Yu's ghost fragrance surrounded her, a fire of desire, like a spark of sparks, spreading into a prairie fire.
There is no penis that contains as big as Master?
Song Yu smiled ferociously, listening to the sound of intercourse outside, pinched the huge root with his hands and pressed it between Ping Niang's trembling lips.
No... Ping Niang pursed her lips. She was a master of swordsmanship and her mind would not be completely destroyed like the group of people outside.
Song Yu held the hard penis and sneered: Do you want it now? As he said that, he grabbed the back of Ping Niang's head and whipped Ping Niang's lips with the hard penis.
The scorching sun was very hot. Ping Niang was hit by a few strokes, and her eyes gradually became blurred. There were streams of liquid in the flower room at the center of her legs.
Wow... don't...
Ping Niang felt her body getting softer and she was almost weaker when she was kneeling. She murmured, but she found a chance for Song Yu. Her thick glans pried open Ping Niang's red lips, first half of the glans, then the entire glans was stuffed in.
Woo woo...
Ping Niang made a discomfortable sound. She raised her hands and held Song Yu's life root with difficulty, and wanted to pull it out. However, the palm of her hand had just touched Song Yu's thick and hard penis. First, she felt that it was difficult to hold both hands with one hand, and then bursts of hot and hot waves spread from the palm of her hand to the whole body, causing Ping Niang to lose some strength for a moment.
Ah
Song Yu stuffed the entire glans into Ping Niang's mouth, and then felt a wet, cold and tender object suddenly slipping across the sensitive tip, as thin as a cat's tongue, and like a very thin fresh fish sashimi. It was soft and elastic, so comfortable that he raised his head and waist. The glans the size of a goose egg thrust forward again, and a small part was stuffed into Ping Niang's round little mouth.
Woo woo...
Ping Niang's whole mouth seemed to be filled with her mouth, and her mouth was inconvenient. She wanted to keep her chastity for Wang Cheng, and wanted to bite this invading her penis, but she had nowhere to focus on it. It seemed that even the root of her teeth was numb and raised her eyes. Woooo protested, and seemed to begging for mercy.
Cao, Wang Cheng's little mouth makes me feel good
Song Yu's penis touched Ping Niang's teeth at the front end. He felt vaguely happy and beautiful in the sharp stinging feeling. He also greedy for the wonderful touch of the lilac tongue, so he thrust the penis that was stuffed into half into Ping Niang's hand.
Woo woo...
Ping Niang just felt that her mouth was empty, and then she was stuffed with Song Yu. She held the whole meat mushroom in her hands and held the hot pestle in her hands. Unconsciously, she forgot her original intention. Instead, she held it with both hands, allowing Song Yu to thrust her mouth and slide in the palms of her hands when she was a child. Soon, the saliva on the penis moved the whole palms wet.
Ping Niang looked at him with her watery almond eyes, begging for mercy in her mouth, without a trace of the tough style of a female swordsman
The paralyzed Wang Cheng, your concubine begs for mercy under the master's stick. How dare you make fun of me?
When Song Yu saw that Ping Niang was weak, he was even more heartbroken, and the angry dragon was a little swollen. Although the inner side of his thighs was so beautiful that he could not help but tremble slightly, his strong bear waist was thrusting, and he used Ping Niang's little mouth as a hole and thrust it into it.
Ping Niang almost fell to the ground by causing Song Yu to get stuck, but thanks to Song Yu's hand pressing her head, helping her kneel.
Woo woo...
The fragrance lingers in the body, and the smell of Song Yu's yang roots in front of the nose. Ping Niang teased Song Yu so much that his lust became stronger and stronger. The warmth between his legs was so unreasonable that he couldn't help but tighten his knees, but he didn't know that the more he rubbed it, it became harder to be
Song Yu felt the two little hands on the penis tighter and tighter, and said with a lewd smile: Little nymph, your pussy is itchy, I want my big stick to help you insert it, right?
Ping Niang held Song Yu's dragon head in her mouth and shook her head and whimpered
No? Song Yu pulled up the kneeling Ping Niang, reached out to Ping Niang's lapel, and untied Ping Niang's clothes
Ping Niang is Wang Cheng's concubine and a female swordsman. Although she does not wear armor, the deep clothes are different from ordinary women. They are narrower and have short cuffs. Although the hem is trumpet-shaped, their feet make various kicking movements. The collar of this kind of clothes is low to expose the inner clothes. They generally have triple clothes, also known as triple clothes.
Song Yu took off Ping Niang's deep clothes outside, revealing the inner clothes inside. The inner clothes were very slim, outlining Ping Niang's slender waist and slender thighs to the fullest. The only pity was that Ping Niang's breasts were too flat. It seemed that all her talents were used to swordsmanship and her breasts were not well developed.
Unexpectedly, Song Yu continued to work hard, took off his inner clothes, and opened his clothes, and found that Ping Niang's chest was wrapped in a thick white bun. The pair of plump breasts were firmly bound, and they did not wear ordinary women's bellybands. However, Ping Niang's breasts were unwilling to lie dormant. They struggled every moment, trying to break free from the constraints. The shape of milk jelly could be seen between the plain white cotton cloth, and the two arcs kept gathering from the outside to the inside, forming a deep groove in the middle.
Song Yu's eyes lit up and he thought to himself that this female swordsman had abused her breasts so much for the sake of swordsmanship.
Wouldn't it be a pity to have such strong breasts wrapped around with cloth?
Song Yu grinned and grabbed the breast-wrapped cotton cloth and slit it to both sides. With a tearing sound, the plain white cotton cloth turned into pieces of fragments, slowly falling in the air. The pair of jade breasts that had been suppressed for a long time were out of trouble at this moment, and used dazzling waves of snow-white breasts to vent their depression for many days.
Ping Niang's mouth contained Song Yu's half smooth glans, twisting her waist, expressing her rejection, but compared with her resistance, Ping Niang's sedan chair was bright red at this time, her beautiful eyes were half open and half closed, and she actually felt a little expectation.
Wang Cheng usually grabbed such a sturdy breast, right? Song Yu stretched out his five fingers and grabbed the snow breasts hard, leaving five bright red scratches. The pain made Ping Niang whimper and even vomited her glans.
Good life to hold it in my heart
Song Yu pulled Ping Niang's body up again, pressed her head and held her big cock in her mouth. The ape stretched out her arms and pulled off Ping Niang's underwear, immediately revealing her two jade-colored legs. Between her legs was a place of plump water plants.
The snow-white body, perky breasts, slender and flat belly, round buttocks, bright red clams and slender legs. Such a tempting spring scenery picture made Song Yu's huge root stuffed into Ping Niang's mouth even more angry
Stop hiding, slut, let me eat your pink breasts
Song Yu pulled Ping Niang up and pressed her against the wooden wall of the nickname. He grabbed her left breast with one hand, buried her right breast with the same mouth, and opened her big mouth, and the whole red and tender bud was held in his mouth. A wave of unspeakable beauty and pleasure mixed in the fire and rushed towards Ping Niang's forehead. Her eyes were blurred, and she was greeting her chest with her chest out, making unbearable murmurs.
It was obviously a great evil man who insulted me, why did I get so touched by him? I still take the initiative to want him to eat more of my breasts?
Ping Niang scolded herself in her heart, but gradually the strong pleasure, coupled with the influence of the fragrance, destroyed her will to resist only a trace. Even when she was usually with Wang Cheng Dunlun, she was not so unrestrained. When Song Yu bit her teeth gently, a drunken cry burst out from Ping Niang's mouth, holding Song Yu's head firmly with both hands: No... don't bite... others can't stand it...
Song Yu would pay attention to her, holding a large piece of Ping Niang's breast meat in his mouth, and he chewed it through. His idle hands reached between her crotch, wiped his fingers, and his hands were filled with pussy juice. He couldn't help but sneer: What a lewd bitch, this is all the water left by my hand. Tell me, do you really want me, this big cock that your husband can compare to? After speaking, his two fingers were locked in, thrusting, thrusting
Oh... don't... don't... don't... people won't be able to stand it...
Ping Niang has never been such a romantic method, and she can't withstand the attack from the upper and lower parts. The pleasure catches the waves and surging, and the large strands of flower dew flows continuously along the legs. Suddenly, her body stiffens, shaking a few times in succession, and she actually climaxed. Then her eyes turned white, and she panted and felt her feet soft and she couldn't stand firm anymore. Her body fell down from Song Yu's squeeze.
Song Yu hugged Ping Niang's slid body, stuffed her fingers full of vaginal fluid into her mouth, and said: Your appetite is so small, just like that you have an orgasm? Come on, your smell of water often
Ping Niang's eyes were unconscious. After the vaginal fluid entered her mouth, she subconsciously held her tongue to lick Song Yu's fingers that were stretched into her mouth.
Really slutty
Song Yu stood up and picked up one of Ping Niang's legs and circled it around his waist, pressed the huge root against Ping Niang's vagina where the vagina was flowing with semen, and said: Let me show you what it means to be ecstasy and die.
Ah, no...
When Song Yu's dragon head rubbed against Ping Niang's hole, Ping Niang suddenly shivered, and her consciousness came back halfway. She thought about Song Yu's penis that was too thick to the world, thinking that she could not get over such a penis. She was afraid, and she pushed Song Yu's shoulder with her little hand, and her waist was even more desperate.
You're so slutty, you're still thinking about refusing to fuck you?
The flesh was on the mouth, and Song Yu was not anxious. He used the hot hardness of the dragon head to tease Ping Niang's vagina. However, in just a moment, Ping Niang couldn't bear to welcome her buttocks, wanting to hold Song Yu's penis at the mouth of the hole and squeeze it into the spring crack of the water.
Want it?
Woo... Give me... Give me...
Seeing that Ping Niang's face was flushed and her face was terrifyingly hot, Song Yu reached his hands on his butt. His hands, who were usually used to holding sharp swords, were pressing Song Yu's hips and buttocks unbearable, and they wanted to make the two of them close and seamless.
Song Yu didn't always smile like she wanted, and held the penis with one hand. He didn't stay in Ping Nianghua's outdoors, but he just didn't go in. He teased and said: Take the hand on my butt to your pussy, and then use his hand to push away the mons pubic pussy and let me fuck it in.
Ping Niang's delicate body suddenly trembled, her eyes opened a thin slit, biting her lips, but her hands didn't move.
Song Yu grabbed Ping Niang's right breast and pinched it while saying: Don't? Then I will not fuck you anymore, so I will throw you here. As he said, he really left Ping Niang's body
No, no...
Ping Niang's portal had already grinded the fire for Song Yu. The flower juice and jade dew in the vagina were flowing continuously, which was really unbearable. At this time, it was an almost instinctive lust reaction. After Song Yu's hot cock left her flower room, Ping Niang grabbed Song Yu's penis with one hand, and her red lips exhaled a hot breath and said: No, don't leave, please...
Song Yu took the penis and poked it outside Ping Niang's door, shouting: Then open the pussy and let my big penis in?
Ping Niang shivered, her beautiful eyes were so beautiful that only Chunbo was left. She bit her lips, put her hands on her hips, slowly pulled open the two flower lips, a ball of bright red and moist flesh was completely exposed in front of Song Yu, and there was a silky water in her arms, flowing down the river.
When Song Yu saw it, his eyes suddenly shone, he held the giant turtle tightly and gently pushed it in, then retreated. After several times, he refused to go deeper, which made Ping Niang bit her lips and hold her breath, but he couldn't hear Song Yu suddenly sneer and said: If you want me to go in, you should beg me, what?
Then there were repeated tortures, causing Ping Niang to shake her buttocks, but her consciousness was destroyed by fire and she cried: Please... Please come in
Song Yu smiled lewdly: Please come in? Tell me clearly
Ping Niang was unwilling to accept it, but her private parts were already unbearable. She listened to the sound of moaning outside the screen and cried: Please insert... the penis in... the insert... the other person can't stand it anymore... the water is left on her legs...
As soon as Ping Niang finished speaking, she felt her vagina suddenly swelling and her hot and thick penis had not entered, and the small passage was filled with water.
It's broken...it's all stuffed...it's broken...it's so many terrible big cocks...it's actually stuffed into me...it's so swelling...you're still moving...you're still moving...you're going to swell me?
Ping Niang felt that her flower room was filled with comfort, and she occupied every inch of Song Yu's big penis, and almost reached orgasm at the moment of insertion.
Song Yu straightened his upper body, lowered his head and looked at the intercourse. Seeing that there was still a piece of penis that had not entered, he smiled and said, "Wang Cheng married a good concubine, which is indeed a rare master. I didn't expect that you have become a wife, and your lower body is still so tight, and there are too many waters. I'm so excited to do it. After a pause, I said, "You think you're going all in?" No, you were wrong. There's still a piece outside."
Another part?
Ping Niang was stuffed with Song Yu and panted. When she heard Song Yu's words, her mind was a little clearer. She followed Song Yu's gaze and looked down. The exaggerated and ferocious cock was indeed half outside the vagina. She was about to say no, but Song Yu tightened his waist suddenly, and suddenly he pushed it, and the entire cock was completely penetrated into Ping Niang's vagina. Ping Niang shouted, hugged Song Yu, and gave Xiaoxiang Tongue crazy.
Uh-huh……
The two were kissing wildly, swallowing each other's overflowing saliva. Ping Niang became more and more crazy. She grabbed Song Yu's big hand with one hand and pressed it on her fair breasts. The other hand held Song Yu's buttocks and pressed it down. Her lower body desperately pressed against Song Yu's vagina, as if it needed itching in the depths of her vagina.
Oh, I'm so crazy... This posture... This man actually took possession of me while standing, he inserted his big cock into my vagina. Ping Niang felt her scalp numb, and the flower room was spasm and thrusting
Song Yu had already felt the changes in Ping Niang's body. He used his cock to rub the heart of the flower, pulled out the big cock, and just pulled it to the hole, and then inserted it back heavily.
Yes... um... fuck me to death... so big a cock... so hard... so hard... so hard... so hard... so long and thick... don't go in... you're going to death... so hard... you're going to death...
Ping Niang's whole body trembled, but Song Yu was unmoved at all. His thick cock began to thrust in at a constant speed and force.
Slap...
Ah... So awesome... So comfortable... I'm so beautiful... Your big cock is so beautiful... My mother... I'm going to die... I'm going to die... Ping Niang's lewd voices were endless, and the tranquility that stood beside Wang Cheng was completely gone. After a period of adaptation, she began to cater to her wildly and ask for it wildly. Spring water rolled out from the junction of the two, sticking to Song Yu's scrotum and Ping Niang's crotch
Do you like my dick? Do you like me to fuck you? Song Yu asked roughly
I like...Ah...I like your big cock Ah... So big, thick and long... I've been pushed to others... I've been broken... Too strong... Too deep...
Ping Niang's thighs are both slender and powerful. After all, she is a female swordsman and is also very beautiful. She has been hitting the ground with one leg to welcome the impact of Song Yu's big cock
Fuck you to death, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, Wang Cheng's woman
Come on Ah, come on to fuck me Ah, I just fucked you...
Song Yu frequently thrust like storm waves, one wave higher than the other. He bit Ping Niang's ear and said: Compared with Wang Cheng's little bird, who makes you feel more happy
Ping Niang seemed even more crazy when she heard Wang Cheng's name. She hugged Song Yu's shoulders and her five fingers were deeply trapped in the flesh. Under Song Yu's heavy blows again and again, her vagina was almost on the verge of collapse: Your...your...your...your big cock made me feel so happy...What a big stick...
Song Yu gritted his teeth and shouted in Ping Niang's ear: He said loudly, who made you feel so good, and then there was another violent thrust, which always went to the deepest part.
Ping Niang cried in her voice and said sharply: You, you, you are so fucking me that my husband is not as good as you... Every time I do it with him, I will do it in a hurry... I don't know that the hole is stuffed with such a beautiful thing...
Hehe, just Wang Cheng's little bird thing, what kind of woman can you fuck? When you want to be fucked by someone in the future, come to see me. My grandfather will definitely fuck you until the sword is unstable
Song Yu resisted Ping Niang's beautiful leg on his shoulders, sprinted his waist and thrust harder, and then he thrust harder. At this time, the spring water skeleton in Ping Niang's flower hole was extremely wet and slippery. Song Yu was in a great mood at this time and was deeply penetrated. He almost inserted his vagina into the glans, which was about to penetrate the penis. As long as he touched a slightly rough ball of flesh in Ping Niang's vagina, he would bump.
It's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful...it's sorrowful
Ping Niang was inserted into this round of attacks like she was hit countless electric shocks. She waved her waist wildly, and a pair of snow-white and plump breast balls churned up and down, forming waves of breast waves that made her breathless, and she felt that her body was about to melt.
Little slut, this is just beginning, don't slut to death
After hearing Ping Niang's lewd voices, Song Yu became more and more crazy. He pushed left and right, and touched the meat balls every time. After less than a hundred strokes, he felt Ping Niang's body tremble, and a thick and hot honey liquid leaked out from the depths of the flower center.
Ah... Dead... Dead... You fucked you to death... Ping Niang's belly couldn't twitch, she was overjoyed and she was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was so beautiful.
Song Yu was just getting angry and was so crazy that he would not let Ping Niang go, who had just ejaculated. The movements of his waist did not decrease but became larger and larger. The thick giant object quickly entered and out. The meat bag under the stick hit the snow buttocks and made a sound of slap. The milk and honey liquid splashed everywhere as he thrust in and out, and there was a white color everywhere.
Slap
There are hundreds of times in a row
Free life... Life Ah... I really want to die... Ping Niang cried sharply, the second orgasm came again, almost the last wave of afterglow had not passed, the next wave of climax had already arrived again
AhAhAh... When this wave of orgasm came, Ping Niang's eyes turned white and she almost fainted
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For more than two hours, Song Yu was fucking Ping Niang, letting this woman know how fierce the number one man in Chang'an was, and letting her know that Wang Cheng was just a child who had no adults.
When Song Yu inserted Ping Niang to his seventh climax, the movement outside the screen had become silent. Song Yu hugged Ping Niang's weak and boneless body at this time. When he went outside, he saw people falling on the ground, and Wang Cheng and the men even snored loudly.
Going asleep?
Song Yu was holding a child, and inserted Ping Niang in a hug posture, and the two petals of Ping Niang were stretched out, revealing the bright red flesh wall inside, so that the hole tightly clamped the root of the giant root, but there was still a transparent honey liquid that flowed out, so that the lower bodies of the two were soaked in a wolf.
Song Yu looked at Wang Cheng who was lying on the ground, and suddenly had a whim. He actually hugged Ping Niang and walked to Wang Cheng step by step.
Ping Niang closed her eyes and was already a little confused when she was sobbing in Song Yu. She made a cat-like cry in her mouth, and welcomed the arrival of the eighth orgasm: Don't stop... Don't stop... I'm coming... AhAh... Come here...
Song Yu put Ping Niang next to Wang Cheng after the climax, patted her face and woke her up from the aftermath of the climax and said: Look, your husband is right next to you, and you and I are having a crush on each other.
Ping Niang opened her eyes weakly. When she heard Song Yu's words, she turned her head and looked at it, and then said tremblingly: Don't be here, he will wake up, he will wake up.
Song Yu pressed Ping Niang's hands with both hands and pushed his little hand. The huge roots dominated Ping Niang's pussy and kissed Ping Niang's trembling lips. His waist twitched violently and pounded violently. In less than a minute, he fucked Ping Niang under him so much that his breasts were shaking and shaking. The breasts were rolling endlessly.
Ah... He will wake up... Oh oh... fuck me next to him... You are more powerful Ah... Ah Ah... You are thicker... You are bigger... You will fuck me to death... He will wake up... You fuck me in another place...
Song Yu was so angry that he was killing. How could he change the place? He reached forward with his left hand, held Ping Niang's breasts and rubbed hard: I was fucked by Wang Cheng next to him, don't you feel it exciting? Why are you screaming so low? As he said that, he reached out to Ping Niang's mouth and separated her upper and lower lips and said: Cry louder, let Wang Cheng know that you were fucked by me and climaxed repeatedly.
No, no...
Ping Niang sniffed and begged for mercy to look at Song Yu, but there were convulsions in the flower room, clamping Song Yu so much that she felt very comfortable.
Fuck you to death, and fuck you to death by Wang Cheng
Song Yu was so excited that he was screaming. He never did anything more happy in front of Wang Cheng, a hateful man. He roared lightly and asked Ping Niang to kneel down on the ground, raised her plump buttocks, and then rushed from behind and then rose and fell. He thrust and poked hard with all his head, and fucked her for a moment.
Woo...come again...come again...
Ping Niang was posing as a doggy-fucked by Song Yu. After inserting the whole group a hundred times, she felt her scalp numbness again, and her body spasmed and spit out white juice, reaching her tenth climax: So sour and sour... I can't do it... You go around me... I'll do it for you next time... I'll leave it for you...
Song Yu ignored Ping Niang's begging for mercy, and his movements became even more violent. The big penis swelled in circles, and the gathered essence gushed out, immediately filling the entire flower room and hanging out along the intercourse.
Ah... Ping Niang, who was already in a semi-coma, was stimulated by the thick semen, and vaginal semen was leaked from the depths of the flower room again. At the same time, her beautiful eyes rolled up and almost fainted...
A moment of calm
Song Yu got up from Ping Niang, shook his penis that had not yet softened. Suddenly, he felt a urge to pee and squirted in front of Wang Cheng's face.
Ping Niang looked at him from the side, afraid that his urine would wake up Wang Cheng, but she didn't have the strength to speak now, so that would stop him.
After peeing for a minute, Song Yu screamed with pleasure and looked at Ping Niang and said: "My grandpa is leaving first. Next time, I will find you and have sex with you for a whole night."
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When Song Yu left the brothel, Wang Cheng and his friends were still sleeping soundly, without any reaction to Song Yu's departure.
At this time, the night was getting dark and the lights of thousands of homes were burning.
The forbidden curfew in the Western Han Dynasty was from 10 pm to 3 pm, which had little effect on people like Song Yu.
Song Zhong and Song Shi are waiting for him outside the brothel
After getting on the carriage, Song Yu saw that it was late at night and thought for a while, and said: Ah Zhong, drive the carriage to Wulilu
Wulilu, where the Tan family is located, and the Song family mansion are divided into two urban areas. Song Zhong and Song Shi dare not ask anything more
Wherever the third master asked him to go, just go wherever he wanted
When he arrived at Wulilu, it was almost time to stop the forbidden night. Song Yu asked Song Zhong and Song Shi to take the car into Wulilu's Lumen Gate and found a remote alley to rest. He was about to go out and say: "You guys have something to do when you are inside, you two are waiting here, just like before, be careful to help you look outside."
In the past, Song Yu was common to steal fragrance and jade. These two dog legs were used to it, so today, as usual, I specially brought enough dry food for them and the horse materials needed by the horse. Even if Song Yu didn't come out all night, he wouldn't be hungry.
Song Zhong said flatteringly: Third Master, don’t worry. As he said that, he took out his usual tools for crime from the back and handed them to Song Yu: Third Master, I have prepared a lot, everything has been prepared for you.
The so-called tool for crime is a bone with special medicines on it. If you give it to the dog, you will be stunned in less than a moment of sleep. In addition, there is a dagger that specializes in opening the door.
Song Yu nodded and walked along the inner lane alone.
The Tan family is only a few large households in this area, with high walls and thick courtyards built. Although the imperial court strictly ordered the scale of merchants' home furnishings, money can often solve many things in this era or later generations.
Song Yu often goes deep into the backyards of various houses, and has a different talent for this kind of wall-breaking and entering the house. He is a gangster in the city and his most common method is to climb over the wall and cross the tiles.
The backyard of the Tan family is not high, there is a night patrol dog inside. Song Yu is still outside the wall, and the beast is already yelling.
In a wobbly dog barking, Song Yu identified the direction and threw the bone Song Zhong gave him towards the place where the dog barked. Soon, the dog's sound disappeared.
Song Yu took advantage of a crooked tree outside the wall and climbed into the wall of the Tan family in three strokes. Although he could not land silently like a martial arts master, he was as sensitive as a raccoon cat.
Before the Song family became popular, Song Yu relied on this kind of stealing skill to make a living. How could he not be powerful?
With a dagger, Song Yu quickly ran to the boudoir of the third concubine of the Tan family, under the cover of the darkness.
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