Chapter 126: The heart is lost

The meticulously thoughtful Fu Wānjun had all the suspicious points in his heart. Why did he let Old Dao Jiang blaspheme and humiliate him in front of so many people? There was only one possibility, which was what Old Dao Jiang said before. He knew where his eldest sister Fu Junyao was and used it as a threat.

After guessing eight out of ten, it is very likely that next, you can hear Mr. Jiang talk about where his eldest sister is.

This forced himself to concentrate, stare at Jiang Laodao's lips, watch how Jiang Laodao pushed his future self into the abyss, and watch Jiang Laodao, step by step to desecrate himself.

Fortunately, in my mind, the dozen or so evil devils all turned their backs to me, and I didn't see the scene of being humiliated or the naked jade body.

Immediately afterwards, the picture came to a place.

A disgusting scene suddenly appeared. Old Dao Jiang actually hit his ugly cock on his face, and said: Marry a husband and follow him, serve him when he should. I don’t know what kind of sluts think about me slapping your face with my cock.

When Fu Wānjun heard the secret parts between her legs, she began to feel the same, secreting shameful juice.

Isn’t that what Mr. Jiang said in the underground palace that those unforgivable people heard.

When she was moved by the shameful scene, Old Dao Jiang's cock was already inserted into his mouth in the picture and kept fucking him.

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Another shameful words. The sect leader’s little mouth is so comfortable to fuck. It’s not possible. It’s so cool. I’m going to cum.

This kind of scene reminded her of the feeling that not long ago, Jiang Laodao's own son Jiang Lan forced herself to give him a blowjob, and he fucked his mouth with his cock, using his mouth as a pussy.

All kinds of thoughts made the real Fu Wānjun's body feel hot and a strange feeling, and her hands couldn't help but want to touch her virgin pussy.

In the picture in my mind, Old Dao Jiang even shot his turbid yellow semen in a row and shot more than a dozen of his sacred and solemn face with the power of being undesecrated.

How about it, my husband is shooting accurately. Every shot hits your pretty face accurately.

Let Fu Wānjun reach out and stroke his pretty face, trying to wipe the hateful sperm that blasphemed him.

But the warmth in my hands is a reflection of my red and hot face.

In my mind, the clear picture was interrupted by Old Dao Jiang. In reality, it was indeed because Jiang Lan had fucked her mouth. The fishy smell was very uncomfortable.

After being thrust by Old Dao Jiang, he was even more vivid in his mind and his hands were already stroking the white and red skin from his face, stretching down his neck and chest.

Until she touched her sensitive breasts, her naked and white body had already trembled.

A whisper from the corner of her mouth with her lilac lip makeup.

Her slender hands were not enough to grasp the very round and huge snow breasts on her chest. She could only grab half of them with one hand, and stroked and rubbed her breasts with both hands and the other hand.

As for the strength, it attracted her to actively and forcefully from the degree of comfort. The more she used, the more comfortable she felt. The gaps in her fingertips were filled with her soft milk.

The tide that rushed in was intensified with the erotic scenes in her mind and the pleasure of grabbing her chest.

No one would have thought that the perfect woman who was so powerful that she was beautiful in the world, now she had a ecstasy face and was doing something to slander.

If you just tell some people that the sect leader is touching themselves, it may cause them to ejaculate on the spot and be even more raptured. At this time, the sect leader's face was so ecstatic that it was rare to see in his life.

Besides, the sect leader was still naked at this moment, rubbing his big breasts. What an attractive scenery that would be, and there was no etiquette of not ejaculation.

When her slender hands were down her big breasts, she stroked her abdomen, and the heat flow even flowed into her body, gathered in the flower hole, and turned into a pool of spring water to flow out.

Then, Fu Wānjun's little hand had already reached the private place between his legs. Just touching the two sensitive flower lips, he was instantly disturbed by the wet touch. Unexpectedly, there was so much water flowing.

My body twitched suddenly, especially the big milk on my chest, swaying continuously.

The picture in my mind was stripped naked by Old Dao Jiang, and it was revealed naked.

She was a little confused at the moment. In her eyes, she didn't know whether she was eager to take the next step or fearing her, but her body in reality was very honest. Her slender hands were scratching back and forth on her already wet and smooth lip. The places she touched were full of wet touch, and even her fingertips were wet.

Looking around, Fu Wānjun's naked jade body and crystal clear skin were not only dyed with a layer of red mist that was faintly visible, but also permeated with beads of sweat, like morning rain and dew, hanging onto the perfect natural statue.

With the picture in my mind, my breathing gradually became rapid, and the ups and downs of full peaks were just enough to prove everything.

Seeing that he was humiliated but could not do anything, Fu Wānjun was gradually immersed in it, as if at this moment, he was in his mind, accepting the erosion and insult of the hypocritical and vulgar old man.

The eroded body feeling seemed to merge with the real body.

The honey liquid flowing from the private parts slowly dripped onto the sitting cushion with her fingers. The wet marks were particularly dazzling, as if telling her that a peerless beauty master like Fu Wānjun was traitorous, which was a fact that it was true and false.

Another sound of YīngNíng emanated from the corners of her seductive red lips, which also meant that the erosion of the old Taoist Jiang in her mind had entered the next step.