The immortal slave woke up from hunger, with a thick curtain in the bed tent, and the light was very dark.
She was sleeping drowsy, and even in her sleep, she dreamed that she was being fucked by a man. She disagreed and was caught by the man's soldiers, and was pressed on the bed and spanked hard.
As soon as I moved, I felt a warm and cool liquid gushing out of my lower body.
She was so embarrassed that she subconsciously tightened her legs and found a handkerchief to put it there before she could hold her body out of the bed with difficulty and put on her clothes tremblingly.
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When I opened the door, I saw that it was snowing outside.
Qiuju saw that she woke up and was busy preparing to keep warm hot water on the stove. After washing and tidying up, her vagina was applied to medicine, and then she went to the study to sit and watch the snow.
She was almost sleeping until evening, and after getting up, she found that the whole world had changed color.
The scattering snowflakes, accompanied by the cold wind of early winter, drive away the desolation of the dead branches and leaves in late autumn, making people feel the unique fun of winter.
Listening to the snow in the Tingyu Pagoda is not as tinging and annoying as Listening to the rain in the Tingyu Pagoda. Listening to the snow in the Tingyu Pagoda is a kind of tender, ethereal and comfortable voice.
It seemed as if the illusion of a taboo love that the man brought to her last night, the man had lost all the time.
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Seeing her sitting in the study, Madam Qiu hurriedly brought the warm food over.
He also said that the immortal slave has been sleeping until now, and it was Mr. Song who ordered them not to go up and disturb Mrs. Mei's rest.
So the immortal slave slept until the evening, and no one called her.
Qiuju and Madam Qiu knew the situation. They went to bed until the early morning last night. They didn't dare to ask more questions or disturb the fairy slave's rest, so they had to warm up the prepared hot water and clothes.
The immortal slave sighed secretly. The people around him listened too much to Song Shiyan, and they didn't know whether it was good or bad.
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The immortal slave ate a lot, and naturally he couldn't eat it when it was dinner.Seeing that it was dark and her father-in-law didn't come for dinner, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief, drank only a bowl of tremella seed soup, and went back to her room to rest.
After a while, Xiannu found that his belly was sore and swelling. When he went to the bathroom, he found that it was indeed Kuaishui.
Whenever the weather changes, her auko water will always arrive one or two days in advance.
The immortal slave felt a little hurt, unable to tell whether it was joy or sorrow, and a faint feeling of sadness surged into his heart.
What is happy is that she has not had to serve her beastly father-in-law in the bed in the past seven days. What is sad is that she can escape from the first day of the lunar month and cannot escape from the fifteenth day of the lunar month. She has not gotten pregnant and will have to continue to be fucked in the future.
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Song Shiyan returned to Songyuan only after the end of You hour. The colleges were everywhere. He had just got off the carriage and was covered in snow-white clothes. The manager who was greeting him hurriedly held an umbrella to sweep the snow.
He thought that it was inappropriate to the situation, so he took the oil-paper umbrella and walked into the garden. He turned his head and asked, "Have Tingyuxuan's people stopped? After receiving a negative answer, his body began to feel a little ready to move."
I don’t know if his self-control is too poor or his young daughter-in-law looks so greedy, but his mind is always hooked away, and I wish I could tie it to my belt every day and stay by my side.
In the afternoon, he was invited by his uncle to go to the house for a banquet. Halfway through the drinks, all the girls came out. The clothes he wore in the middle of the winter were barely covered in his body, and they were trembling with freezing. I still saw that.
Many of the nobles and wealthy families present couldn't help but be so beautiful, holding up their wine glasses and jokingly saying that they would give these dancers some clothes and furs, and a large number of poor men in the world were happy.
But in his opinion, these dancers in cool clothes are like his greedy little daughter-in-law. They are not bad for dancers, but they don’t think they are particularly hooked on him. They don’t have the same hooks as Mei Qinghua that makes him feel itchy. If you want to stay together forever, you can’t fuck enough.
After living to this age, the more you live, the more you live, the more you pass.
He rubbed his eyebrows and walked towards Tingyuxuan with some annoyance.
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Xiannu had just finished taking a shower and sat in front of the dressing table to apply skin care emulsion. Her porcelain-white skin was a bit too lustrous under the illumination of several oil lamps.
She wore a light green satin underwear, and the smooth and delicate satin was shining, making her look more and more beautiful, brighter and brighter as the spring moon. She looked like a white and tender magnolia flower.
Song Shiyan's eyes darkened and he walked over with his long legs.
Hearing the movement, the immortal slave turned his head and found that it was Song Shiyan. His childish and tender little face suddenly turned white, and his lips squirmed twice, Daddy...
It's like a frightened rabbit, frightened but not too late to escape, which makes people feel interesting.
The man did not respond to her, walked behind her, leaned over and put his head on her shoulder, covered the cotton milk on her chest with thick hands, and rubbed it heavily with a ball of soft flesh.
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The immortal slave was so busy that his breathing was messy, and the erotic scene reflected in the mirror made her face feel hot.
Too shameful.
No one would pinch his breasts and rub them constantly when they came.
The man behind him is dressed in gorgeous clothes and has a strong temperament. Even if he does something shameful, his expression on his face is always very light.
The tight corners of the lips made the lines on the side look a little stiff, it can be seen that the man was not in a good mood today.
The immortal slave dared not provoke him, and tried his best to relax and welcome the man's invasion.
The man felt her stiff body gradually become softer, and he stretched out his other hand to grab her breasts and breasts. His two big palms went hand in hand, rubbing and playing like rubbing dough.
Song Shiyan looked down from above through the slightly open collar, looking at the whiteness and tenderness on her chest, her thin lips suddenly bent, and her gloomy face instantly warmed up: Little slut, don’t wear a bellyband?
Father-in-law... don't say... The immortal slave was so embarrassed that his little face quickly dyed a layer of red glow.
Looking at his little daughter-in-law pouting her little mouth and looking like anger, Song Shiyan twisted her nipples through her underwear, and her tone was faint, and her little nipples were protruding. Are you just waiting for her father-in-law to come and take good care of you?
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The immortal slave frowned in pain, shook his head repeatedly, struggling to hide, but before he could move a few times, the man was shackled from behind.
My fingers that hold the pen and write for many years are clamping her tender breast tips, pulling and pulling, is it recovering from the bottom?
He was tossing hard last night and pressed her three or four times. By the end, she was already a little terrible. Her pussy was so red and swollen that it was so miserable. The tender flesh that had been holding the penis was also a little outward. The mouth of the pussy couldn't be closed for a long time.
In the morning, before he left the door, he secretly checked the hole that was fucked red and brightly, and was still turbid liquid coming out. The two small labia were red and swollen, and they were crooked and protected the ecstasy honey hole, looking very hard.
Hearing this, the immortal slave was stunned for a moment, bit his lips lightly and shook his head, "No, it still hurts."
What she said was not a lie. Although Qiuju had to apply medicine, the delicate part was not as delicate as it could quickly reduce the swelling. The pain was not too painful. But somehow, when I saw him, I felt it hurt, very painful.
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When she met her dodging eyes, Song Shiyan frowned slightly. Thinking of her casual lying criminal record, her big hand moved away from her breasts and pulled her underwear all the way down, and she was about to peel it off. I took a look.
The immortal slave hid and didn't want him to see it. He just moved his little butt twice before he controlled it.
No, no, no!!My father-in-law, my little life is here... Although she is very shy, she still mustered up the courage to say it.
The man took off her underwear neatly, spread her legs apart to the maximum, and his eyes fell quietly on the menstrual belt on the beautiful little flower pussy.
Her place is very beautiful, clean and flawless, pink and white, and her mons pubis is full and smooth, but she didn't have the chance to see it today.
He rubbed the plump moon belt and sighed with regret. It seems that the day is really coming...
Just when the immortal slave breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the man's voice say softly, since the mouth below cannot be used, then use the mouth above!
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Hearing what he said, Xiannu widened his eyes in disbelief. Just as he was about to refuse, the man's fingers poked in along her open mouth, and his two slender fingers kept stirring her fragrant tongue.
Um... Um... Don't... The immortal slave was so upset that he couldn't speak. His little tongue was slippery between the man's fingers, trying to escape from the man's fingers, but instead was suppressed between the two fingers and teased her wildly. Gradually, she was a little breathing.
Song Shiyan looked quietly with his eyes down, watching his well-behaved daughter-in-law blushing, opening her lips, holding his fingers, and saliva slowly flowed down the corners of her mouth, erotic and delicate.
The desire to be hard under the crotch was inevitably a little painful and tight at this moment. I just wanted to immediately insert my finger into her mouth instead of putting it into her mouth and thrust her mouth hard, making her moan in a slutty manner under her crotch.
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Later, although the immortal slave was reluctant, he still gave him a speech. Song Shiyan's thing was not beautiful and did not look like its handsome owner at all.
When Song Shiyan was young, he was recognized as the top scholar who was more handsome than Tanhua. He was elegant and elegant but not frivolous. However, the genitals under his crotch were very rough. Under the black hair, a naked strand appeared, which was big and thick, and the blue veins were wrapped around him and were not smooth at all.
Fortunately, Song Shiyan seemed to have just taken a shower, mixed with the faint fragrance of fruit wood and the dragon Salpisodils that have not dissipated for many years. The taste of the penis is neither salty nor light, which is not too difficult for her to accept.
As he taught, she circled the rod with her little hands, sucked and licked it back and forth, and her bright red tongue slid and moved repeatedly on the rod with a raised vein.
Occasionally, I have to take care of the swollen glans and lick off the spring liquid that is overflowing from the front. Is my little hand playing with the bag under the hard rod? The bag is smooth and tender, like two night pearls shaking left and right under her hands.
Song Shiyan's breathing became heavier by her licking, and his expression became colder and harder. The lust in his eyes was like thick black ink gradually sinking.
Finally, he couldn't help but hold her little head tightly, pressed her lower body forward, and thrust it in her mouth. He went deeper, and his thick and firm cock was pushed into her throat, directly reaching the deepest part.
The immortal slave was suddenly pulled up, his throat subconsciously tightened, his head swayed from side to side, and his body kept trembling, causing the man's breathing to tighten again.
So he started to twitch even more violently.
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The menstrual period came, and the immortal slave still couldn't escape the fate of being tossed, although his father-in-law did not fuck her pussy.
But his little mouth was tortured so hard that it was not matched by his genitals. After the mouth was finished, his little mouth was rubbed and there was a hint of dryness in the depths of his throat. He tried to resist the disgust in front of the man.
But after she finished her mouth for father-in-law, he pressed and rubbed her for a long time, clamped her genitals and let the thick genitals rub back and forth between her legs.
When it was over, when she checked the situation below, she saw that the center of her legs had been worn red. Fortunately, the man was still quite conscientious, otherwise he would have to be skinned.
She was sleeping drowsy, and even in her sleep, she dreamed that she was being fucked by a man. She disagreed and was caught by the man's soldiers, and was pressed on the bed and spanked hard.
As soon as I moved, I felt a warm and cool liquid gushing out of my lower body.
She was so embarrassed that she subconsciously tightened her legs and found a handkerchief to put it there before she could hold her body out of the bed with difficulty and put on her clothes tremblingly.
……………………
When I opened the door, I saw that it was snowing outside.
Qiuju saw that she woke up and was busy preparing to keep warm hot water on the stove. After washing and tidying up, her vagina was applied to medicine, and then she went to the study to sit and watch the snow.
She was almost sleeping until evening, and after getting up, she found that the whole world had changed color.
The scattering snowflakes, accompanied by the cold wind of early winter, drive away the desolation of the dead branches and leaves in late autumn, making people feel the unique fun of winter.
Listening to the snow in the Tingyu Pagoda is not as tinging and annoying as Listening to the rain in the Tingyu Pagoda. Listening to the snow in the Tingyu Pagoda is a kind of tender, ethereal and comfortable voice.
It seemed as if the illusion of a taboo love that the man brought to her last night, the man had lost all the time.
……………………
Seeing her sitting in the study, Madam Qiu hurriedly brought the warm food over.
He also said that the immortal slave has been sleeping until now, and it was Mr. Song who ordered them not to go up and disturb Mrs. Mei's rest.
So the immortal slave slept until the evening, and no one called her.
Qiuju and Madam Qiu knew the situation. They went to bed until the early morning last night. They didn't dare to ask more questions or disturb the fairy slave's rest, so they had to warm up the prepared hot water and clothes.
The immortal slave sighed secretly. The people around him listened too much to Song Shiyan, and they didn't know whether it was good or bad.
……………………
The immortal slave ate a lot, and naturally he couldn't eat it when it was dinner.Seeing that it was dark and her father-in-law didn't come for dinner, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief, drank only a bowl of tremella seed soup, and went back to her room to rest.
After a while, Xiannu found that his belly was sore and swelling. When he went to the bathroom, he found that it was indeed Kuaishui.
Whenever the weather changes, her auko water will always arrive one or two days in advance.
The immortal slave felt a little hurt, unable to tell whether it was joy or sorrow, and a faint feeling of sadness surged into his heart.
What is happy is that she has not had to serve her beastly father-in-law in the bed in the past seven days. What is sad is that she can escape from the first day of the lunar month and cannot escape from the fifteenth day of the lunar month. She has not gotten pregnant and will have to continue to be fucked in the future.
……………………
Song Shiyan returned to Songyuan only after the end of You hour. The colleges were everywhere. He had just got off the carriage and was covered in snow-white clothes. The manager who was greeting him hurriedly held an umbrella to sweep the snow.
He thought that it was inappropriate to the situation, so he took the oil-paper umbrella and walked into the garden. He turned his head and asked, "Have Tingyuxuan's people stopped? After receiving a negative answer, his body began to feel a little ready to move."
I don’t know if his self-control is too poor or his young daughter-in-law looks so greedy, but his mind is always hooked away, and I wish I could tie it to my belt every day and stay by my side.
In the afternoon, he was invited by his uncle to go to the house for a banquet. Halfway through the drinks, all the girls came out. The clothes he wore in the middle of the winter were barely covered in his body, and they were trembling with freezing. I still saw that.
Many of the nobles and wealthy families present couldn't help but be so beautiful, holding up their wine glasses and jokingly saying that they would give these dancers some clothes and furs, and a large number of poor men in the world were happy.
But in his opinion, these dancers in cool clothes are like his greedy little daughter-in-law. They are not bad for dancers, but they don’t think they are particularly hooked on him. They don’t have the same hooks as Mei Qinghua that makes him feel itchy. If you want to stay together forever, you can’t fuck enough.
After living to this age, the more you live, the more you live, the more you pass.
He rubbed his eyebrows and walked towards Tingyuxuan with some annoyance.
……………………
Xiannu had just finished taking a shower and sat in front of the dressing table to apply skin care emulsion. Her porcelain-white skin was a bit too lustrous under the illumination of several oil lamps.
She wore a light green satin underwear, and the smooth and delicate satin was shining, making her look more and more beautiful, brighter and brighter as the spring moon. She looked like a white and tender magnolia flower.
Song Shiyan's eyes darkened and he walked over with his long legs.
Hearing the movement, the immortal slave turned his head and found that it was Song Shiyan. His childish and tender little face suddenly turned white, and his lips squirmed twice, Daddy...
It's like a frightened rabbit, frightened but not too late to escape, which makes people feel interesting.
The man did not respond to her, walked behind her, leaned over and put his head on her shoulder, covered the cotton milk on her chest with thick hands, and rubbed it heavily with a ball of soft flesh.
……………………
The immortal slave was so busy that his breathing was messy, and the erotic scene reflected in the mirror made her face feel hot.
Too shameful.
No one would pinch his breasts and rub them constantly when they came.
The man behind him is dressed in gorgeous clothes and has a strong temperament. Even if he does something shameful, his expression on his face is always very light.
The tight corners of the lips made the lines on the side look a little stiff, it can be seen that the man was not in a good mood today.
The immortal slave dared not provoke him, and tried his best to relax and welcome the man's invasion.
The man felt her stiff body gradually become softer, and he stretched out his other hand to grab her breasts and breasts. His two big palms went hand in hand, rubbing and playing like rubbing dough.
Song Shiyan looked down from above through the slightly open collar, looking at the whiteness and tenderness on her chest, her thin lips suddenly bent, and her gloomy face instantly warmed up: Little slut, don’t wear a bellyband?
Father-in-law... don't say... The immortal slave was so embarrassed that his little face quickly dyed a layer of red glow.
Looking at his little daughter-in-law pouting her little mouth and looking like anger, Song Shiyan twisted her nipples through her underwear, and her tone was faint, and her little nipples were protruding. Are you just waiting for her father-in-law to come and take good care of you?
……………………
The immortal slave frowned in pain, shook his head repeatedly, struggling to hide, but before he could move a few times, the man was shackled from behind.
My fingers that hold the pen and write for many years are clamping her tender breast tips, pulling and pulling, is it recovering from the bottom?
He was tossing hard last night and pressed her three or four times. By the end, she was already a little terrible. Her pussy was so red and swollen that it was so miserable. The tender flesh that had been holding the penis was also a little outward. The mouth of the pussy couldn't be closed for a long time.
In the morning, before he left the door, he secretly checked the hole that was fucked red and brightly, and was still turbid liquid coming out. The two small labia were red and swollen, and they were crooked and protected the ecstasy honey hole, looking very hard.
Hearing this, the immortal slave was stunned for a moment, bit his lips lightly and shook his head, "No, it still hurts."
What she said was not a lie. Although Qiuju had to apply medicine, the delicate part was not as delicate as it could quickly reduce the swelling. The pain was not too painful. But somehow, when I saw him, I felt it hurt, very painful.
……………………
When she met her dodging eyes, Song Shiyan frowned slightly. Thinking of her casual lying criminal record, her big hand moved away from her breasts and pulled her underwear all the way down, and she was about to peel it off. I took a look.
The immortal slave hid and didn't want him to see it. He just moved his little butt twice before he controlled it.
No, no, no!!My father-in-law, my little life is here... Although she is very shy, she still mustered up the courage to say it.
The man took off her underwear neatly, spread her legs apart to the maximum, and his eyes fell quietly on the menstrual belt on the beautiful little flower pussy.
Her place is very beautiful, clean and flawless, pink and white, and her mons pubis is full and smooth, but she didn't have the chance to see it today.
He rubbed the plump moon belt and sighed with regret. It seems that the day is really coming...
Just when the immortal slave breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the man's voice say softly, since the mouth below cannot be used, then use the mouth above!
……………………
Hearing what he said, Xiannu widened his eyes in disbelief. Just as he was about to refuse, the man's fingers poked in along her open mouth, and his two slender fingers kept stirring her fragrant tongue.
Um... Um... Don't... The immortal slave was so upset that he couldn't speak. His little tongue was slippery between the man's fingers, trying to escape from the man's fingers, but instead was suppressed between the two fingers and teased her wildly. Gradually, she was a little breathing.
Song Shiyan looked quietly with his eyes down, watching his well-behaved daughter-in-law blushing, opening her lips, holding his fingers, and saliva slowly flowed down the corners of her mouth, erotic and delicate.
The desire to be hard under the crotch was inevitably a little painful and tight at this moment. I just wanted to immediately insert my finger into her mouth instead of putting it into her mouth and thrust her mouth hard, making her moan in a slutty manner under her crotch.
……………………
Later, although the immortal slave was reluctant, he still gave him a speech. Song Shiyan's thing was not beautiful and did not look like its handsome owner at all.
When Song Shiyan was young, he was recognized as the top scholar who was more handsome than Tanhua. He was elegant and elegant but not frivolous. However, the genitals under his crotch were very rough. Under the black hair, a naked strand appeared, which was big and thick, and the blue veins were wrapped around him and were not smooth at all.
Fortunately, Song Shiyan seemed to have just taken a shower, mixed with the faint fragrance of fruit wood and the dragon Salpisodils that have not dissipated for many years. The taste of the penis is neither salty nor light, which is not too difficult for her to accept.
As he taught, she circled the rod with her little hands, sucked and licked it back and forth, and her bright red tongue slid and moved repeatedly on the rod with a raised vein.
Occasionally, I have to take care of the swollen glans and lick off the spring liquid that is overflowing from the front. Is my little hand playing with the bag under the hard rod? The bag is smooth and tender, like two night pearls shaking left and right under her hands.
Song Shiyan's breathing became heavier by her licking, and his expression became colder and harder. The lust in his eyes was like thick black ink gradually sinking.
Finally, he couldn't help but hold her little head tightly, pressed her lower body forward, and thrust it in her mouth. He went deeper, and his thick and firm cock was pushed into her throat, directly reaching the deepest part.
The immortal slave was suddenly pulled up, his throat subconsciously tightened, his head swayed from side to side, and his body kept trembling, causing the man's breathing to tighten again.
So he started to twitch even more violently.
……………………
The menstrual period came, and the immortal slave still couldn't escape the fate of being tossed, although his father-in-law did not fuck her pussy.
But his little mouth was tortured so hard that it was not matched by his genitals. After the mouth was finished, his little mouth was rubbed and there was a hint of dryness in the depths of his throat. He tried to resist the disgust in front of the man.
But after she finished her mouth for father-in-law, he pressed and rubbed her for a long time, clamped her genitals and let the thick genitals rub back and forth between her legs.
When it was over, when she checked the situation below, she saw that the center of her legs had been worn red. Fortunately, the man was still quite conscientious, otherwise he would have to be skinned.
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