Old Dao Jiang thought to himself that he lacked energy and his old physical functions could not keep up. He remembered the Dragon and Tiger Aphrodisiac Pills buried in the yard before, as well as the Spring Sweet Gang Gu Zhi Lun Pills.
So he said: Since that's the case, on a wedding night, it should be a bit of an atmosphere. You can buy a wedding dress and a leather whip first.
Fu Wānjun just said: You wait here first, I will come.
Just as Fu Wānjun was about to leave, he was held back by Old Taoist Jiang and said: Wait.
When Wu Wānjun was unconscious, Old Dao Jiang's palm slid into her crossed collar, grabbed her breasts with one hand and said: Wow, I didn't expect that your butt is so big, and your breasts are not small at all, so you can't hide it.
What's the matter? Tell me.
Facing the sudden attack of Old Dao Jiang's chest, the strange feeling filled his heart.
Old Dao Jiang rubbed and scratched through her bellyband, as if he was moving, and he tried harder and said while rubbing: One hand is really not enough to grab these big breasts.
Fu Wānjun endured silently. At first, when he was just stroking, he felt it was not that strong. However, when he kneaded hard, it made her feel the pain, and there seemed to be a ball of fire burning in her abdomen, which felt a sense of comfort and pleasure.
Old Dao Jiang also saw the clues. He had always been cold-faced and frost-faced, and his majestic and domineering face flashed with a seemingly ecstatic expression. At that moment, Old Dao Jiang remembered clearly because he had been concentrating on appreciating her unique face.
This made him recall that when he was playing with Wānjun's buttocks before, there was not much water in her vagina, and it was even close to nothing. However, when she whipped her snow buttocks with a whip, there was a clear change. The wet feeling could be known by the touch of the touch. Could this famous sect leader in the world have a tendency to be abused in private?
Fu Wānjun still said nothing, and his posture seemed to be as if he was the master's spirit, but this could only induce Jiang Laodao's desire to conquer. The cock under his crotch was even harder and he was so swelling that he was about to explode.
After tossing and turning inside Vu Wānjun's robe, she took her back from the complicated lining and began to unbutton the rope of her pocket.
The two men's bodies were getting closer and closer. Although Mr. Jiang had just finished cleaning and replaced with the noble green robe, he could not change his true self-deprecating appearance, and the inherent impression that he felt from the bottom of his heart that he was ugly.
When Jiang Laodao untied the rope, he resisted Fu Wān Jun's body and immediately licked and kissed Fu Wān Jun's slender jade neck with his mouth. He also stuck out his tongue and licked her white skin as white as snow, leaving a saliva that made Fu Wān Jun feel disgusting.
After several explorations, Old Dao Jiang also pulled out the untied bellyband and said: This thing is really difficult.
He also put the purple-patterned bellyband close to his nose and sniffed it, and praised: This is so fragrant.
Although there is still a lining and a wide robe at first sight, it is less restrained and its huge breasts suddenly become heavy.
Old Dao Jiang put his hand into her lining again. Now that he lost his bellyband, Old Dao Jiang's palm could feel the delicate and tenderness of the snow milk in his heart. The taste was really wonderful.
After several rubbing, Old Dao Jiang suddenly changed the slightly raised nipples touched by his palm and twisted them with his fingers.
His eyes were even more intensely at Fu Wānjun's face god, observing her changes carefully.
The nipple tip was kneaded by fingers, and the strength was not small. In an instant, the whole body felt like it was struck by lightning, and the pleasure spread rapidly from the nipple tip to the whole body.
This pleasure from the body's instinct also caused subtle changes inadvertently, and there was a ball of fire burning in the abdomen.
The Han Ruo Bingfrost face that Lao Dao Jiang has been concentrating on, also showed a trace of meaningful immersive pleasure, which was extremely enchanting.
From the expression of the sect leader who was so powerful that when Lao Dao Jiang saw it, he vaguely noticed that his penis was overflowing with his penis.
It turned out that he was really masochistic. He just rubbed her big breasts for a moment, but his expression did not change. After using some force to knead her nipples, he couldn't help but reveal it.
Her fingers became frivolous again, sometimes twisted and sometimes flicked, almost the same tough as her fat as hers.
Little slutty, it turns out that it’s so lewd and erotic behind your back. It’s okay. If you don’t mess around with you four or five times at night, you won’t be considered a man.
Old Taoist Jiang faced Fu Wānjun and said, but because she was half a head short, she had to put on her heels and talk to her. If others watched from a distance, they would feel that it was very ridiculous and funny.
I have already seen what happened in the future in the realm of illusion, and I don’t care about the dirty words of Mr. Jiang at all.
But Fu Wānjun didn't want to follow the results in the illusion realm. How could she, who was extremely arrogant, agree to be deflowered by Old Taoist Jiang in the underground palace in front of those evil demons?
Seeing Fu Wānjun without saying a word, Old Dao Jiang thought that it was almost done, otherwise he would have to ejaculate first. This sect leader is indeed several levels higher than other women.
OK OK, hurry up and buy wedding clothes and whip, otherwise your slut will be vented.
Old Taoist Jiang urged Fu Wānjun to go quickly.
Fu Wānjun wanted to pick up the bellyband on the stone table, but Old Dao Jiang snatched it over and said: Just go buy it with your big breasts, so that you can show off your big breasts.
Fu Wānjun still said nothing. After sorting out her demeanor, she was like a beautiful shadow in the darkness. However, when Old Dao Jiang was not paying attention to her eyes, she disappeared from her sight.
Old Dao Jiang took Fu Wānjun's bellyband and smelled it, so he excitedly went to the place where he lived before, preparing to dig out the hidden aphrodisiac and the spring-skin-gu pills, and walked with the wind.
So he said: Since that's the case, on a wedding night, it should be a bit of an atmosphere. You can buy a wedding dress and a leather whip first.
Fu Wānjun just said: You wait here first, I will come.
Just as Fu Wānjun was about to leave, he was held back by Old Taoist Jiang and said: Wait.
When Wu Wānjun was unconscious, Old Dao Jiang's palm slid into her crossed collar, grabbed her breasts with one hand and said: Wow, I didn't expect that your butt is so big, and your breasts are not small at all, so you can't hide it.
What's the matter? Tell me.
Facing the sudden attack of Old Dao Jiang's chest, the strange feeling filled his heart.
Old Dao Jiang rubbed and scratched through her bellyband, as if he was moving, and he tried harder and said while rubbing: One hand is really not enough to grab these big breasts.
Fu Wānjun endured silently. At first, when he was just stroking, he felt it was not that strong. However, when he kneaded hard, it made her feel the pain, and there seemed to be a ball of fire burning in her abdomen, which felt a sense of comfort and pleasure.
Old Dao Jiang also saw the clues. He had always been cold-faced and frost-faced, and his majestic and domineering face flashed with a seemingly ecstatic expression. At that moment, Old Dao Jiang remembered clearly because he had been concentrating on appreciating her unique face.
This made him recall that when he was playing with Wānjun's buttocks before, there was not much water in her vagina, and it was even close to nothing. However, when she whipped her snow buttocks with a whip, there was a clear change. The wet feeling could be known by the touch of the touch. Could this famous sect leader in the world have a tendency to be abused in private?
Fu Wānjun still said nothing, and his posture seemed to be as if he was the master's spirit, but this could only induce Jiang Laodao's desire to conquer. The cock under his crotch was even harder and he was so swelling that he was about to explode.
After tossing and turning inside Vu Wānjun's robe, she took her back from the complicated lining and began to unbutton the rope of her pocket.
The two men's bodies were getting closer and closer. Although Mr. Jiang had just finished cleaning and replaced with the noble green robe, he could not change his true self-deprecating appearance, and the inherent impression that he felt from the bottom of his heart that he was ugly.
When Jiang Laodao untied the rope, he resisted Fu Wān Jun's body and immediately licked and kissed Fu Wān Jun's slender jade neck with his mouth. He also stuck out his tongue and licked her white skin as white as snow, leaving a saliva that made Fu Wān Jun feel disgusting.
After several explorations, Old Dao Jiang also pulled out the untied bellyband and said: This thing is really difficult.
He also put the purple-patterned bellyband close to his nose and sniffed it, and praised: This is so fragrant.
Although there is still a lining and a wide robe at first sight, it is less restrained and its huge breasts suddenly become heavy.
Old Dao Jiang put his hand into her lining again. Now that he lost his bellyband, Old Dao Jiang's palm could feel the delicate and tenderness of the snow milk in his heart. The taste was really wonderful.
After several rubbing, Old Dao Jiang suddenly changed the slightly raised nipples touched by his palm and twisted them with his fingers.
His eyes were even more intensely at Fu Wānjun's face god, observing her changes carefully.
The nipple tip was kneaded by fingers, and the strength was not small. In an instant, the whole body felt like it was struck by lightning, and the pleasure spread rapidly from the nipple tip to the whole body.
This pleasure from the body's instinct also caused subtle changes inadvertently, and there was a ball of fire burning in the abdomen.
The Han Ruo Bingfrost face that Lao Dao Jiang has been concentrating on, also showed a trace of meaningful immersive pleasure, which was extremely enchanting.
From the expression of the sect leader who was so powerful that when Lao Dao Jiang saw it, he vaguely noticed that his penis was overflowing with his penis.
It turned out that he was really masochistic. He just rubbed her big breasts for a moment, but his expression did not change. After using some force to knead her nipples, he couldn't help but reveal it.
Her fingers became frivolous again, sometimes twisted and sometimes flicked, almost the same tough as her fat as hers.
Little slutty, it turns out that it’s so lewd and erotic behind your back. It’s okay. If you don’t mess around with you four or five times at night, you won’t be considered a man.
Old Taoist Jiang faced Fu Wānjun and said, but because she was half a head short, she had to put on her heels and talk to her. If others watched from a distance, they would feel that it was very ridiculous and funny.
I have already seen what happened in the future in the realm of illusion, and I don’t care about the dirty words of Mr. Jiang at all.
But Fu Wānjun didn't want to follow the results in the illusion realm. How could she, who was extremely arrogant, agree to be deflowered by Old Taoist Jiang in the underground palace in front of those evil demons?
Seeing Fu Wānjun without saying a word, Old Dao Jiang thought that it was almost done, otherwise he would have to ejaculate first. This sect leader is indeed several levels higher than other women.
OK OK, hurry up and buy wedding clothes and whip, otherwise your slut will be vented.
Old Taoist Jiang urged Fu Wānjun to go quickly.
Fu Wānjun wanted to pick up the bellyband on the stone table, but Old Dao Jiang snatched it over and said: Just go buy it with your big breasts, so that you can show off your big breasts.
Fu Wānjun still said nothing. After sorting out her demeanor, she was like a beautiful shadow in the darkness. However, when Old Dao Jiang was not paying attention to her eyes, she disappeared from her sight.
Old Dao Jiang took Fu Wānjun's bellyband and smelled it, so he excitedly went to the place where he lived before, preparing to dig out the hidden aphrodisiac and the spring-skin-gu pills, and walked with the wind.
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