The lust ignited by the extremely charming Fu Wānjun once again looked at the whip that Fu Wānjun bought himself, reached out and picked it up, shook it in front of Fu Wānjun and said: Now, come and taste it, your favorite whip.
When he was slapped by Old Dao Jiang's palm, he didn't look so strange, but when he saw the dazzling whip in front of him, he felt a kind of hot pain before he was whipped...
When thinking.
A very hot pain came from snow buttocks...
Ah……
Old Taoist Jiang had already whipped hard on his plump and round buttocks that were as white as snow. After a whip, a red whip mark appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Just started moaning?The master?
When Old Dao Jiang heard this pleasant cry, his penis returned to its original hardness in an instant, and the qi and blood in his body boiled.
Before Fu Wānjun could recover from this whip, the fat snow buttock on his right had another sensation of extremely hot pain...
Then, a whip mark appeared...
At this time, the qi and blood were already surging. Although he was angry, he did not explode. Anyway, it was the whip that made the private parts between his legs and the deepest flower holes, the shameful hot liquid began to secrete...
With these two whips alone, Old Dao Jiang could see the skin exposed by Fu Wānjun, and the crystal skin color began to appear red, turning white and red.
While excited, he waved the whip in his hand, as if scolding a fierce horse, and hit his fat buttocks.
oh……
Fu Wānjun gasped again, and he looked extremely delicate. His voice and color did not come from pain, but another wonderful feeling.
Mr. Jiang had fully confirmed at this moment that only when he had a tendency to be abused would he gain physical pleasure. Just a second ago, Mr. Jiang's palm moved to the two warm flower lips at the front of her, and it was already covered with honey.
Fu Wānjun was already extremely humiliated at this time, because she knew that when Jiang Laodao touched his honey hole, he must have found his wet liquid. That wonderful pleasure caused the flower hole to quickly secrete vaginal fluid from the abdomen.
At the same time, this strange pleasure was terrifying to find that since the last time, she had been a little eager. She thought it was only temporary. Unexpectedly, when the three whips just came down, she realized that the desire was a real existence and was so strong.
Madam, do you still want to whip the whip?
After confirming, Old Dao Jiang asked.
How could such a cold and arrogant person like Fu Wānjun take the initiative to answer? So she still replied indifferently: If you want to fight, don’t ask me.
After hearing the words, Old Dao Jiang said: Since you are so stubborn, then you will be satisfied.
Another more violent whip.
With a snap, it echoed in the palace.
…………
Suddenly, Fu Wānjun, who had a high level of cultivation, heard the voice of the patrol disciple: What is the sound inside?
Another woman said: Tonight, the sect leader has given instructions not to allow anyone to go to the palace.
Let's go.
Fu Wānjun's heart stopped, fortunately his majesty could make the disciples follow the rules, otherwise what a shame it would be to see this scene.
However, the pleasure brought by Old Dao Jiang whip was something that Fu Wān Jun could not suppress, and it quickly spread to every corner of his body...
The old Taoist Jiang knew that Fu Wānjun had a high level of cultivation and could heal quickly when injured. So she put Fu Wānjun's delicate body on the front, facing herself...
Immediately, I reached out to unbutton the buttons on Dahong Painting...
Oh, the red embroidered bellyband is still a peony, it really has the atmosphere of a bridal chamber...
Old Dao Jiang looked at Fu Wānjun's close bellyband, his eyes were full of fiery desire. He continued to wave the whip in his hand and said with a lewd smile: As soon as you hit your butt, you had so much water flowed. If you hit your soft breasts, would you spray water?
The first time Fu Wānjun showed a look of fear, which was a panic that thousands of troops had never experienced before, even if it was only for a short while,
I just got pinched my nipples and it was so painful. Now I am going to be hit with my breasts. How could it be...
Old Dao Jiang seemed to think it was a bit too much, but he had no intention of giving up trying. He waved the whip in his hand, aimed at her right breast that was towering, and then hit her with a little force.
Ah…pain…
Just as she was thrusting on her right breast, Fu Wānjun was already panting. The hot and painful feeling was accompanied by a more intense pleasure, and immediately filled every corner of her body.
She could even feel that the moment in the flower hole, it seemed like a wave of enthusiasm, prompting a roaring blank in her mind.
After a whip, Fu Wānjun panted, turned his head away, avoiding the hot eyes of Old Dao Jiang. The two balls of milk on his chest, which were covered by thin bellybands, were shaking unsteadily.
Looking at the turbulent waves, the penis under Old Dao Jiang's crotch was already spitting out semen.
He said with a ferocious look: It seems that you enjoyed the whip on your breast just now.
Don't... don't...
Fu Wānjun looked at Old Dao Jiang again and pointed his whip at his left breast. The fear in his heart raised again and hurriedly covered it with his hands.
Be good, be obedient and let me deal with it. Otherwise, I will take you down to the underground palace and let you receive naked training in front of them.
As Mr. Jiang said, she moved her jade arm that was covering her chest with her other hand.
At this time, Fu Wānjun could only let him move away and highlight the towering parts of his chest again.
Old Dao Jiang proudly waved his whip again and whipped it down to her tall and trembling round breasts on her left.
When he was slapped by Old Dao Jiang's palm, he didn't look so strange, but when he saw the dazzling whip in front of him, he felt a kind of hot pain before he was whipped...
When thinking.
A very hot pain came from snow buttocks...
Ah……
Old Taoist Jiang had already whipped hard on his plump and round buttocks that were as white as snow. After a whip, a red whip mark appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Just started moaning?The master?
When Old Dao Jiang heard this pleasant cry, his penis returned to its original hardness in an instant, and the qi and blood in his body boiled.
Before Fu Wānjun could recover from this whip, the fat snow buttock on his right had another sensation of extremely hot pain...
Then, a whip mark appeared...
At this time, the qi and blood were already surging. Although he was angry, he did not explode. Anyway, it was the whip that made the private parts between his legs and the deepest flower holes, the shameful hot liquid began to secrete...
With these two whips alone, Old Dao Jiang could see the skin exposed by Fu Wānjun, and the crystal skin color began to appear red, turning white and red.
While excited, he waved the whip in his hand, as if scolding a fierce horse, and hit his fat buttocks.
oh……
Fu Wānjun gasped again, and he looked extremely delicate. His voice and color did not come from pain, but another wonderful feeling.
Mr. Jiang had fully confirmed at this moment that only when he had a tendency to be abused would he gain physical pleasure. Just a second ago, Mr. Jiang's palm moved to the two warm flower lips at the front of her, and it was already covered with honey.
Fu Wānjun was already extremely humiliated at this time, because she knew that when Jiang Laodao touched his honey hole, he must have found his wet liquid. That wonderful pleasure caused the flower hole to quickly secrete vaginal fluid from the abdomen.
At the same time, this strange pleasure was terrifying to find that since the last time, she had been a little eager. She thought it was only temporary. Unexpectedly, when the three whips just came down, she realized that the desire was a real existence and was so strong.
Madam, do you still want to whip the whip?
After confirming, Old Dao Jiang asked.
How could such a cold and arrogant person like Fu Wānjun take the initiative to answer? So she still replied indifferently: If you want to fight, don’t ask me.
After hearing the words, Old Dao Jiang said: Since you are so stubborn, then you will be satisfied.
Another more violent whip.
With a snap, it echoed in the palace.
…………
Suddenly, Fu Wānjun, who had a high level of cultivation, heard the voice of the patrol disciple: What is the sound inside?
Another woman said: Tonight, the sect leader has given instructions not to allow anyone to go to the palace.
Let's go.
Fu Wānjun's heart stopped, fortunately his majesty could make the disciples follow the rules, otherwise what a shame it would be to see this scene.
However, the pleasure brought by Old Dao Jiang whip was something that Fu Wān Jun could not suppress, and it quickly spread to every corner of his body...
The old Taoist Jiang knew that Fu Wānjun had a high level of cultivation and could heal quickly when injured. So she put Fu Wānjun's delicate body on the front, facing herself...
Immediately, I reached out to unbutton the buttons on Dahong Painting...
Oh, the red embroidered bellyband is still a peony, it really has the atmosphere of a bridal chamber...
Old Dao Jiang looked at Fu Wānjun's close bellyband, his eyes were full of fiery desire. He continued to wave the whip in his hand and said with a lewd smile: As soon as you hit your butt, you had so much water flowed. If you hit your soft breasts, would you spray water?
The first time Fu Wānjun showed a look of fear, which was a panic that thousands of troops had never experienced before, even if it was only for a short while,
I just got pinched my nipples and it was so painful. Now I am going to be hit with my breasts. How could it be...
Old Dao Jiang seemed to think it was a bit too much, but he had no intention of giving up trying. He waved the whip in his hand, aimed at her right breast that was towering, and then hit her with a little force.
Ah…pain…
Just as she was thrusting on her right breast, Fu Wānjun was already panting. The hot and painful feeling was accompanied by a more intense pleasure, and immediately filled every corner of her body.
She could even feel that the moment in the flower hole, it seemed like a wave of enthusiasm, prompting a roaring blank in her mind.
After a whip, Fu Wānjun panted, turned his head away, avoiding the hot eyes of Old Dao Jiang. The two balls of milk on his chest, which were covered by thin bellybands, were shaking unsteadily.
Looking at the turbulent waves, the penis under Old Dao Jiang's crotch was already spitting out semen.
He said with a ferocious look: It seems that you enjoyed the whip on your breast just now.
Don't... don't...
Fu Wānjun looked at Old Dao Jiang again and pointed his whip at his left breast. The fear in his heart raised again and hurriedly covered it with his hands.
Be good, be obedient and let me deal with it. Otherwise, I will take you down to the underground palace and let you receive naked training in front of them.
As Mr. Jiang said, she moved her jade arm that was covering her chest with her other hand.
At this time, Fu Wānjun could only let him move away and highlight the towering parts of his chest again.
Old Dao Jiang proudly waved his whip again and whipped it down to her tall and trembling round breasts on her left.
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