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Chapter 40

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When Fu Chanyao left Fu Wānjun's room, Old Dao Jiang also appeared in the inner courtyard. It was the agreed time to play with buttocks again tonight. It would take three days to play with the sect leader's fat buttocks for half a quarter of an hour. Old Dao Jiang really didn't waste any time.

Fu Wānjun looked at the old Taoist Jiang who was so vulgar that he was about to flow out of water. Fu Wānjun felt a little disgusted and did not give him a look at his face. He just lay on the table like last time, thinking about it for half a quarter of an hour and it would pass quickly.

But now she is much more panicked than last time.

Your hips are wider than your shoulders, and you are better than a living god. When you get married, you will not be allowed to hug you and cry.

Old Dao Jiang looked at the sect leader’s current makeup, afraid that he had forgotten his promise today, and he didn’t expect that he would come over.

The sect leader was already wearing a goose yellow nightgown, his big butt raised high and pressed against silk satin, and it melted into one, and the outline of the peach buttocks was completely revealed.

Old Dao Jiang couldn't wait to take off his pants, pressed his cock and lay on her back, tampered with her buttocks, and began to fuck her.

Fu Wānjun, who had been pushed like this once, had been mentally prepared for a long time, but his penis was pushed to the buttocks again, and his body became a little hot.

Old Dao Jiang admired Fu Wānjun's beautiful body trembled when he was pushed, and the semen that had been held in for several days was about to ejaculate.

Fu Wānjun tried hard to calm down the lake, but the penis was so hard that it could be felt through the thin silk, and the whole heart was hanging.

Old Dao Jiang's hands became no longer regular, and he stroked the sect leader's jade legs from the bottom of the skirt. The jade legs were smoother and more delicate than this silk satin.

The wavy horn was touched by a man for the first time. I felt uncomfortable and refused.

I promised to play with my big ass, but I won’t touch my thighs.Old Dao Jiang gave up touching.

As soon as Fu Wānjun felt his heart suffocated, he felt a chill in his lower body. It turned out that his nightgown suddenly lifted up by Old Dao Jiang.

Old Dao Jiang looked at the big round and white butt of the sect leader, and he couldn't help but slap him.

With a snap, Fu Wānjun moaned softly, and then several red marks appeared on his snow-white and fat buttocks.

Fu Wānjun felt ashamed, and exuded a burst of Chixia true energy, which shocked Old Taoist Jiang and immediately put down his silk satin nightgown.

Unexpectedly, the first time I didn’t wear underwear, I took advantage of it by Mr. Jiang. I turned around and shouted angrily, “Don’t go too far.”

Old Taoist Jiang looked at Fu Wānjun's cold fairy face, swallowed his saliva, and said with a little guilty conscience, "I didn't do anything randomly, don't you want to keep the agreement?"

Fu Wānjun gritted her teeth and lay on the table again, but this time, she put the bottom of her skirt on the palm of her palm and no longer gave him a chance to lift it up.

Only then did Old Dao Jiang come back to the main sect leader again, and slapped her on her big butt and said, "It's so sexy, I don't even wear underwear. Could it be that I hope I fuck you."

When he thought that the big white butt had just left his body without a tiny strand, his cock was so hard that it flew up. He pushed his hip groove through his thin nightgown and hit him violently.

Even the table was knocked and moved, and the sect leader tried a little harder to make the table as stable as Mount Tai.

When Old Dao Jiang saw it, he was eager to stuff his penis into it. With the table as a helper, Old Dao Jiang boldly put his hand on the shoulder of the sect leader. At this time, the Fu Wānjun had already pushed the flower hole and secreted some juice. Naturally, he would not notice Old Dao Jiang's illegal actions.

This violent action made the round breast ball on Fu Wānjun's chest shaking through his nightgown, and he silently counted whether the time had come.

Seeing that the sect leader seemed to be moved, Old Dao Jiang slowly stroked his hand and slid from his shoulder to her back.

Damn, this sect leader is not a slut, he has nothing to wear inside.

Through the thin fabric, she found that there was no trace inside the sect leader. Old Dao Jiang felt that she was deliberately seducing herself to get started tonight and gradually touched her hand in front of the sect leader.

Well, the Waves are not allowed to move forward. Notice the old Taoist Jiang's actions, Fu Wānjun warned with a delicate moan.

The whole hot lower body was separated from the Fu Wān Jun. How could Old Dao Jiang stand it? He said in a dull tone, Sect Master, give it to me once. I can't help it. You are too arrogant.

If not, the wavy is just like that.As soon as he heard that Old Dao Jiang wanted to be more and more arrogant, even though the juice was secreted by the push, he forced himself to resist the heat flow in his abdomen.

Then you don’t even wear underwear or close-fitting pockets, aren’t you waiting for me?Old Dao Jiang, who had a sperm on his brain, took the opportunity to go around her lower armpit and grabbed her big breasts.

Yes, wavy, don't, wavy

This time, Fu Wānjun did not knock Jiang Laodao away because he had previously discovered that Fu Wānjun would become passionate when he was pinched with his nipples. So when Jiang Laodao touched Fu Wānjun's breasts, his fingers had already started to knead her nipples.

Old Dao Jiang, who got the advantage, dared not speak again, for fear that his words would offend her.

Through the silk hand, she was rubbing her breasts close to her body, so soft and as soft as water. She was trapped in it without using force.

I thought it was so big and soft, so cool.

Fu Wānjun didn't know why she acquiesced to the wretched Old Dao Jiang touched her breasts. This strange pleasure that she had never experienced before filled the nerves of her body, and the warmth and numbness also made her experience the feeling of bone-absorbing and ecstasy.

But after being touched for a while, Fu Wānjun's breath gradually became strong and became very disordered.

Old Dao Jiang's semen overflowed on the buttocks of the sect leader. The most accomplished person was the cold and arrogant sect leader. After a while, he stood up proudly. He said he didn't want it, but his body was so honest.

Fu Wānjun's hand pulled Jiang Laodao's hand away, but Jiang Laodao's fingers pinched his nipples even harder, and his whole body collapsed.

Master, give it to me once, I can't hold it in.Old Dao Jiang gasped and begged in her small and delicate ears.

Well, it's time for Wave. You can let go.Fu Wānjun's legs could feel the juice from her tender vagina flowing out, and she recovered a little of her mind with the chill.

Old Taoist Jiang moved up and down. As he was about to ejaculate, he grabbed the palm of the sect leader's round breasts and rubbed it vigorously. The bottom also used waist strength to rush the sect leader's buttocks like fucking his pussy.

AhAhAh Old Dao Jiang roared angrily, as if he was fucking the slutty master's pussy in front of the martial arts righteous path, making her scream repeatedly.

The sect leader in reality gritted his teeth and tried his best to restrain the tide in his body, and fragrant sweat oozed out of his whole body.

Old Dao Jiang, who was lying on the sect leader, was no exception, sweating profusely.

The two of them wet their sweat and put their thin nightgowns on one piece, making Fu Wān Jun feel even more uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

After a roar, Old Dao Jiang ejaculated the hot semen that he had been holding for several days onto the thin nightgown in the sect leader's buttocks, and he had finished five or six strands. After finishing, he still didn't forget to squirm a few times.

It's so wonderful. When the hip curve is soaked, it seems like it's not covered.

Fu Wānjun was also reluctant to let the hot semen of Jiang Laodao, and the pleasure in his body was like he was about to urinate, but it was stuck there again.

Realizing that the old Taoist Jiang was ejaculated on his nightgown, some heat flowing into his buttocks, and shyly pushed Old Taoist Jiang away.

Only then did Old Dao Jiang see the predecessor of the sect leader clearly. The thin nightgown that was soaked in fragrant sweat was pressed against the sect leader's delicate body. Not only did she look at the outline of her peak hill, but her obviously raised nipples were roughly shaped.

With this hot, sexy and seductive upper body, Old Dao Jiang's cock, which had just softened, began to move again. It was so fascinating, not to mention the sect leader who was wearing cold and arrogant faces all day long. At this time, a rare blushing charm appeared on his beautiful face.

Seeing Jiang Laodao's vulgar face, the sect leader glanced at his body again and immediately rushed Jiang Laodao out of the room.

Fu Wānjun couldn't help but scold himself, why did he just assumed the advantage of him? Is the joy of love really so yearning for?

At this moment, a scholar appeared in her mind...