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Chapter 149

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Fu Wānjun, who was already unbearable to suffocate, involuntarily made a sound of shock in his throat: Woo ~ Woo huh ~ Woo huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh hu

During the long night, even though Old Dao Jiang was so excited that he was thrusting frequently, he still endured the strong thrust. However, he stopped fucking her throat and said: The sect leader’s mouth is really good. I admit defeat, you should lick it yourself and suck it yourself.

Fu Wān Junxin is a little relaxed and takes the initiative. It is much better than being suffocated, but it will seem a little more ashamed.

Finally, Fu Wānjun took the initiative to lick every corner of his cock, and occasionally put his wet cock into his mouth, and then cut it out with his mouth.

While sucking, a beautiful dimples in the sunken part of the face were pulled back and recurred as they were pulled out.

It’s so good. The first time I had an oral sex, I was so excellent. My husband must squeeze you out in the future. It’s really a great enjoyment in life.

Old Taoist Jiang was already panting and sweating all over by the noble lips of Fu Wānjun.

After sucking for a while, the tip of his tongue aimed at the urethra of the glans that was exposed, and he quickly licked it.

It's so cool... the sect leader is so awesome, so I have to be so comfortable.

Then Fu Wānjun vomited out and said: Clean it up, is it time to enter the bridal chamber?

Old Dao Jiang still wanted to play all night, so he naturally didn't want to be so fast, so he said: Don't worry, don't worry, I can't see that the sect leader is owing such a fuck. He thought you were cold, nearly forty, and he was still a virgin.

Old Dao Jiang continued to search for the exciting pleasure. The essence of his entire body was condensed around his penis and burst out at any time. The pleasure of being treated like an emperor by Fu Wānjun taking the initiative to serve him.

At this moment, he finally couldn't stand the urge to ejaculate, and his penis, which was filled with semen, kept shaking.

Suddenly, Old Dao Jiang, who could no longer withstand this strong stimulation, pulled his penis out of Fu Wān Jun's noble mouth. With a loud long roar, he also pinched Fu Wān Jun's cheek, preventing her from dodging...

AhAhAh...I want to cum on the big sect leader, cum with your face...AhAh...I can't help it...

As Jiang Laodao's loud shout, the gap in his urethra suddenly seemed like a volcano erupted. He swelled with turbid white and hot essence that had been holding it for a long time, and was completely hitting the steep face that was so serious that he had been cold and frosty...

One stream... two streams... another stream... countless semen burst out and shot on Fu Wānjun's face, his forehead, black hair, his nose, his face, and his dark purple lips, and his chin were all desecrated by these semen.

Looking at this amazing masterpiece, it was unbelievable. I never expected that one day, I could actually ejaculate the semen on this beautiful cheek that made me dare not desecrate the majestic and solemn cheek at first sight.

After ejaculated for more than a dozen strands, Old Dao Jiang felt as if his whole body had been drained. He leaned on the stone table, admiring this cheek that was blasphemous and still was a cold and arrogant person.

And Fu Wānjun, thinking about it for a long time, never expected that Old Dao Jiang would come this time. It was one of the most unacceptable things for her...

Fu Wānjun's eyes turned cold, and he happened to be seen by Old Dao Jiang, which scared his cock almost softened.

Even his eyes didn't dare to look at her eyes. The fear from the bottom of his heart was fully reflected. He was breathing and resting, and most of the kettle on the table was poured into him.

Mr. Jiang, who had just entered the sage for a while, had just looked at Fu Wānjun's movements at this time, and was wiping the dirt on his face with a wet wipe.

His cold and unparalleled cheeks recovered again.

Looking at this amazing and peerless face and when I bent, my extremely fat buttocks were outlined to the fullest, and the curve was the most perfect in the world. My heart beat for a while before saying: Then go to the next step, lie on the stone table.

This sentence made Fu Wānjun's mind feel the shame of being whipped by Jiang Laodao with a whip.

After she got up, she still lay on the stone table as Jiang Laodao ordered. A pair of big breasts squeezed into a large ball through the wedding robe. Her red and hot faces touched the cold stone table, but it became much cooler.

Seeing this familiar posture, Old Dao Jiang began to move again. He untied the belt that bound her robe with ease, and began to untickle her inner liner, revealing her purple underwear.

The pants fell off, and the rounder and whiter thighs were then revealed, as Jiang Laodao lifted her red robe to his waist.

His very straight and round and fair legs rubbed all the hands of Old Dao Jiang before he could finish it.

The most exciting moment came, and Old Dao Jiang roughly tore away her silk underwear.

After a sound, Fu Wānjun was proud, and his unusually fat and snow-white buttocks appeared naked in front of Jiang Laodao's flame-burning eyes.

A few sounds of bang, echoing in the empty palace.

Fu Wānjun's snow buttocks also received the blow from Jiang Laodao's palm, three or four consecutive strokes.

Seeing that the peach-shaped snow buttocks quickly returned to their original state after being slapped, the fleshy petals under Old Dao Jiang's crotch were about to move again, but I imagine how tempting it was.

I would like to call your butt the best butt in the world.

The palms hit him several times, and the elastic buttocks were trembling like small waves, with a sense of visual shock, which made Old Dao Jiang unable to help but lick his lips and continued: Has no one ever praised your buttocks?

Facing this blow again, although there was not much throbbing, the psychological blow was quite big. He replied: Who do you think will say this in front of me?

Old Dao Jiang hit another blow and said: Am I just talking about it now?