One day later, an inconspicuous servant appeared in the Guo Mansion in Xiangyang. This man looked vulgar and was timid towards the hostess, as if he was very afraid of her.If you let him go east, go east, and if you let him go west, go west.
Why do you think Shibalang is so obedient?
It turned out that Huang Rong tied him to a stool and beat him up. He also fed him aphrodisiac. Because Guo Jing didn't lift it, he always kept this medicine at home. Huang Rong scared Shibalang and said that this was the real lewd poison. What if he was not solved on the 49th day, he would have to worry about his life. Shibalang saw his cock swollen rapidly, grinning in pain, and begging for mercy. Finally, Huang Rong was scared enough, erecting her huge breasts, revealing her deep cleavage, and rubbing Shibalang for a while, so that he could go away. After such a day and night of interrogation, he was beaten and scared, making Shibalang obey and just seeking life.
However, after Huang Rong interrogated for a day, she found that the Shibalang was just an absolute peripheral member in the mysterious organization and basically did not understand the secrets of the organization.
He only knew what Yushu Village Shiqilang was in, and he didn't know if he asked him anything else.
Huang Rong went back to the house and took out "The Eighteen Langs of Jiang Rong" and read it. When she was dazzled and about to give up, her eyes suddenly lit up: Yes!
It is mentioned in an inconspicuous narrative in the book!
If you unravel the secrets of monks and scholars in Yushu Village, you can find our traces!
Yushu Village?The secret of monks and scholars?Huang Rong looked question-marked and was very excited!
Comparing intelligence and revealing the secrets, her female Zhuge is not afraid at all!
According to records, Yushu Village is originally a wilderness ridge in western Hubei. There is an 800-year-old elm tree on the ridge with lush branches and lush ancient trees.
In the late Tang Dynasty, a monk built a temple here for the elm temple. The wars of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms had long left the place deserted. It was not until the period of Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty that it was repaired by a minister. The minister was devoted to Confucianism and changed half of Buddhism into a Confucius Temple and built a academy here. This half-Buddhist and half-Confucian place was called a landscape for a time.
After hundreds of years of development, a small village has been formed here with the academy as the center. Because the terrain is remote and has not been affected by war, many people have avoided disasters and are becoming more and more prosperous.
What secret is hidden in such a paradise?
With this question in mind, Huang Rong disguised herself as a scholar with disguise, and then disguised Shibalang as an old servant and followed her, set out from Xiangyang at night and embarked on the road to solving puzzles.
This day was an ordinary day. The people in Yushu Village were busy. No one noticed that a scholar from other places had frequent wars in Xiangyang in recent years. There were always some literati and poets coming to avoid disaster every now and then. The villagers were not surprised over time. In addition, the scholar was very low-key. As soon as he entered the village, he found an old farmer and rented a thatched hut to live in. On weekdays, he rarely showed up and asked the old servants he carried with him to make some food. There were more people in the village, but no one noticed it.
One day passed, late at night, the old servant worked hard for a day and finally could take a breath. He was untiing his belt and peeing at the fence. When he saw his cock swelling, the old servant looked frowning, and suddenly a voice came from behind: "A traitor, lazy again!"
The old servant was startled and urinated for half his life. When he turned around, he saw that the handsome scholar changed into a dress and changed into a graceful beauty Zhuge, looking at him with his big eyes.
Oh, I need to be fed by my aunt. You see that my lustful poison has occurred again, please help me solve it again.
Huang Rong snorted, with a solemn appearance and a funny heart inside. Today, because of scaring thief, she saw this ugly cock a lot. Huang Rong kicked Shibalang to the ground with one leg, stretched out one leg and stepped on the cock directly. The beautiful feet wrapped in black socks in Ye Xing surrounded the cock pole and ran back and forth. After a while, Shibalang cummed out again. In fact, after this day, she found that although Shibalang was hateful, he was very competent as a servant. It turned out that Shibalang was originally a gangster with low martial arts skills. He only relied on strange needles to get into the mysterious organization. Now that he has revealed his true nature, he has started to work hard.
He looked at Huang Rong's big breasts and capable and beautiful legs wrapped in her tight night clothes. It's a pity that her life is in her hands, and she has a lust but no lust.
My aunt sees that this village is a bit strange and wants to investigate. You can stay here, be good, otherwise...
Oh... don't worry, I'll keep your home for you!Shibalang was twisted by Huang Rong's ears, and bent down with a bitter face in pain.
Huang Rong took advantage of the night to go out and thought: Where is Shiqilang hiding in such a big village?She checked the largest street in the village, the village chief's residence, the livestock feeding in the village, the wells in the village, and other strange places, but nothing strange was found.
After more than an hour, Huang Rong leaned under an elm tree to rest, and a sound came faintly from the mountain road!
Huang Rong was shocked and remembered that there was still an yushu temple in Yushu Village that had not been checked yet!
She followed the sound of wooden fish and went up the mountain. When she arrived at a pavilion, she saw a fat monk sitting in the pavilion. It turned out that the sound was him knocking on wooden fish!
In the middle of the night, a monk ran here to knock on wooden fish?Huang Rong felt strange and observed it secretly. It took half an hour to see it. Unexpectedly, the fat monk kept knocking on the wooden fish, and there was no other weirdness!
Could it be that he is really a monk who practices sincerely?
Just when Huang Rong was strange, a Confucian scholar suddenly came from another mountain road, holding a book, shaking his head and saying: Master said, it’s a pleasure to have friends coming from afar... Master said that gentlemen are poor, but villains are poor... Huang Rong was surprised and said: I heard from the old farmer that this elm temple was later converted into a semi-monk and half-confucian temple. It seems that this Confucian scholar came from that Confucian temple. This monk is naturally from the monk temple. I don’t know if the two of them met here late at night. Is it a coincidence or an appointment before?
The monk was still knocking on the wooden fish, and the Confucian scholar read aloud, one inside the pavilion and the other outside the pavilion, disturbing each other, one after another.
Huang Rong became more and more strange. After waiting for a long time, suddenly, the Muyu stopped abruptly. The fat monk sighed and said: I have been fighting for three months, but you still don’t admit defeat?The Confucian scholar also put down his book and said with a smile: Your wooden fish cannot disturb me, and my Zi said that he cannot disturb you, it’s just a draw, why should I admit defeat?
The monk said: Even so, for the last order of the ancestor, I must fight you to the end.
Confucian scholar said: The ancestor had long said that he would convert the Yushu Temple into academy. It was because of you pedantic monks who obstructed it that they only half of it.He told me that the true intention of the ancestor is to be converted into academies.
Good, you are completely wrong. The ancestor repented halfway through reconstruction and wanted to renovate it. It was you Confucian scholars who blocked it and asked me to tell me that the ancestor's true intention was to renovate it all back to the Buddhist temple.
Huang Rong laughed at each other. It turned out that these two silly men insisted on the official who rebuilt the Buddhist temple that year, the last wish of the official who rebuilt the Buddhist temple was either a Buddhist temple or academy. Therefore, the two decided to compete with their determination. They made an appointment with monks to knock on wooden fish, and Confucian scholars read the Analects of Confucius to see who can't stand it first.
However, the two of them competed every night and failed to decide the outcome.Huang Rong's eyes rolled and she had an idea in her mind. It seemed that to solve the dispute between the two of them.
But how to resolve it?
At first glance, these two people have a firm will. Judging from the situation of their battle, if you talk about Confucianism to monks and Confucian scholars, it is useless to talk about them.
If you want to break through their persistent beliefs, you must find another way... Huang Rong frowned and suddenly smiled wisely!
Have it!Look at me!
The next morning, the fat monk from Yushu Temple received news. The little novice monk said that a scholar had sent a prayer letter and asked him to go to the pavilion in the middle of the night to preach.
Of course the fat monk was not afraid. He went to the pavilion in the middle of the night and saw that the scholar was already waiting in the pavilion. The monk approached and saw that the scholar had bright eyes and white teeth, a clever smile, a delicate bee waist, a towering snow breasts, and a wide special scholar's robe was translucent, which could not cover the snowy skin behind him. The fat monk felt something was wrong and was about to leave, but the scholar smiled and said: Why, I was entrusted by the academy to discuss the Dharma with the master. Did the master admit defeat?
The monk was led by a army and could only sit in the pavilion and said: Good, good, you are clearly a female donor, how can you represent the academy?
The scholar smiled and said: Why, can’t women study?Can't we discuss the law with you?
The fat monk only felt that the woman was smart and clever. The two magnificent objects on her chest were shaking in front of her eyes. He grew up from the world since childhood and became a monk halfway through. He had never seen such a charming and beautiful woman before. He couldn't help but feel a little short of breathing. He suddenly realized that he had committed sexual thoughts and said seriously: Of course a woman can study, but it is really unconventional to dress like this. I cannot discuss the Dharma with you.
The scholar smiled wisely, like a star at night: The master’s words are not true. Buddhism says, ‘There is no Bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a platform’. In the eyes of the master, shouldn’t it be the same for people to wear whatever they look like?
Amitabha!Amitabha!When the fat monk saw her reply to him with famous Buddhist quotes, he was speechless and passively took out the wooden fish, using his famous skill to knock the wooden fish!
when!when!when!when!when!
When the wooden fish sounds, you can’t be afraid of anything!
The scholar smiled and said: Since the master is a virtuous monk, he naturally knows the six dusts of color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and Dharma mentioned in Buddhism. I wonder how many dusts there are in the master’s heart?Can the little girl check it out?
After saying that, Yanran stood up, as if she had changed a trick. The scholar's robe fell gracefully, revealing his beautiful low-cut pocket!
Dangdang!Dangdangdang!The fat monk saw that the beauty in front of him actually showed a towering, swollen, smooth and pink breast, and the sound of wooden fish suddenly became rapid!
The master is naturally not afraid of the color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and Dharma. So what about this sound?
Huang Rong suddenly got up and walked over, leaned close to the monk's ear, and let out a soft whisper: Well...oh...Ah...well... The monk can't resist such a natural sound, and the wooden fish in his hand trembled!
It hit the table with a click!
He hurriedly corrected himself and knocked on the wooden fish again.
I heard the sounds of fairy sounds and soft words in my ears, like waves after waves slapping against the reefs in my heart.
Well... they're a little hot... Oh!The wooden fish in the monk's hand kept making noises and could hardly hold on.
Seeing that he could still beat Muyu in this situation, Huang Rong couldn't help but admire and compete: You monk, you can still bear it. Auntie will definitely make you look good.
Next came the fragrance of color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and Dharma. Huang Rong's eyes were like silk, and she sat on the stone table in front of the monk. Her fragrant smell suddenly plunged into the monk's nose, infinitely tempting, and the two big breasts were swaying at close range, like two huge melons. The monk quickly closed his eyes and focused on hitting the wooden fish. However, how could he know that the opponent quickly turned into an attack on the taste and touch!
The monk suddenly felt a soft body sitting on his lap. He was about to push him away, but he heard the other party laughing and said: What?Are the master scared?
The monk had no choice but to go around the beehive waist with both hands and continue to hit the wooden fish. However, the beauty's waist twisted left and right in his arms. A pair of amazing breasts rubbed against the monk only through his chest. Because of sitting in his arms, the pair of huge breasts had been pressed on the monk's face. The monk silently recited Namo Amitabha Buddha and let the two wonderful objects press him almost suffocate, and he kept hitting the wooden fish. However, the beauty suddenly thrust her huge breasts. The monk was caught off guard and was thrown in front of her by two big breasts through her bellyband. Before he could react, the beauty had already hugged his head, and the two balls of meat had been pressed against the monk's face. The monk was almost suffocated by the big meat ball, and couldn't help but open his mouth to breathe. While pushing each other, his teeth were suddenly touched by a hard object. The monk instinctively stuck out his tongue and licked it. The beauty shouted:The master is so bad... he actually licks his nipples...oh...!
Although it was a low-cut bellyband, this licking was enough to make the monk ecstatic!
Ah!…Um…Um…Oh…Have the master surrendered?
Well... in color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and Dharma, there is still a Dharma that has not been broken... The monk greedily licked the beauty's nipples and stammered and defended, Oh?Yeah?Have someone check it out.The beauty raised her buttocks, stood on the ground with her legs, unbuttoned the monk's crotch with one hand, and penetrated into the cock that had not been fully awakened because she had been meditating for too long. She moaned: Oh... Master, be careful, I'll break the master's "method" now. Then she lowered her head slightly, and her two fragrant lips were pressed against the monk's mouth!
Snow and snow... Snow and snow... Snow and snow...
Huang Rong's lilac tongue actually took the initiative to tease the monk's stupid tongue!
How could the fat monk be so wet kissed by this peerless beauty?A powerful force ignited from his lower abdomen, and his cock quickly rose up in the beautiful woman's hands, instantly holding the sky!
While kissing him, Huang Rong whispered his cock. This guy had not yet passed the battle formation, so why was he an opponent? After she played like this, she roared and shot out a lot of semen!
Aaa！
Oh...well... the master is so rude... the ejaculation is everywhere... um...oh... no... no...
The more the beauty stops her, the more monks cum!
This battle ended with the disastrous defeat of the Buddha Temple!Afterwards, the monk knelt down to Huang Rong on the spot and promised that he would not stop him no matter what the academy asked!
Why do you think Shibalang is so obedient?
It turned out that Huang Rong tied him to a stool and beat him up. He also fed him aphrodisiac. Because Guo Jing didn't lift it, he always kept this medicine at home. Huang Rong scared Shibalang and said that this was the real lewd poison. What if he was not solved on the 49th day, he would have to worry about his life. Shibalang saw his cock swollen rapidly, grinning in pain, and begging for mercy. Finally, Huang Rong was scared enough, erecting her huge breasts, revealing her deep cleavage, and rubbing Shibalang for a while, so that he could go away. After such a day and night of interrogation, he was beaten and scared, making Shibalang obey and just seeking life.
However, after Huang Rong interrogated for a day, she found that the Shibalang was just an absolute peripheral member in the mysterious organization and basically did not understand the secrets of the organization.
He only knew what Yushu Village Shiqilang was in, and he didn't know if he asked him anything else.
Huang Rong went back to the house and took out "The Eighteen Langs of Jiang Rong" and read it. When she was dazzled and about to give up, her eyes suddenly lit up: Yes!
It is mentioned in an inconspicuous narrative in the book!
If you unravel the secrets of monks and scholars in Yushu Village, you can find our traces!
Yushu Village?The secret of monks and scholars?Huang Rong looked question-marked and was very excited!
Comparing intelligence and revealing the secrets, her female Zhuge is not afraid at all!
According to records, Yushu Village is originally a wilderness ridge in western Hubei. There is an 800-year-old elm tree on the ridge with lush branches and lush ancient trees.
In the late Tang Dynasty, a monk built a temple here for the elm temple. The wars of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms had long left the place deserted. It was not until the period of Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty that it was repaired by a minister. The minister was devoted to Confucianism and changed half of Buddhism into a Confucius Temple and built a academy here. This half-Buddhist and half-Confucian place was called a landscape for a time.
After hundreds of years of development, a small village has been formed here with the academy as the center. Because the terrain is remote and has not been affected by war, many people have avoided disasters and are becoming more and more prosperous.
What secret is hidden in such a paradise?
With this question in mind, Huang Rong disguised herself as a scholar with disguise, and then disguised Shibalang as an old servant and followed her, set out from Xiangyang at night and embarked on the road to solving puzzles.
This day was an ordinary day. The people in Yushu Village were busy. No one noticed that a scholar from other places had frequent wars in Xiangyang in recent years. There were always some literati and poets coming to avoid disaster every now and then. The villagers were not surprised over time. In addition, the scholar was very low-key. As soon as he entered the village, he found an old farmer and rented a thatched hut to live in. On weekdays, he rarely showed up and asked the old servants he carried with him to make some food. There were more people in the village, but no one noticed it.
One day passed, late at night, the old servant worked hard for a day and finally could take a breath. He was untiing his belt and peeing at the fence. When he saw his cock swelling, the old servant looked frowning, and suddenly a voice came from behind: "A traitor, lazy again!"
The old servant was startled and urinated for half his life. When he turned around, he saw that the handsome scholar changed into a dress and changed into a graceful beauty Zhuge, looking at him with his big eyes.
Oh, I need to be fed by my aunt. You see that my lustful poison has occurred again, please help me solve it again.
Huang Rong snorted, with a solemn appearance and a funny heart inside. Today, because of scaring thief, she saw this ugly cock a lot. Huang Rong kicked Shibalang to the ground with one leg, stretched out one leg and stepped on the cock directly. The beautiful feet wrapped in black socks in Ye Xing surrounded the cock pole and ran back and forth. After a while, Shibalang cummed out again. In fact, after this day, she found that although Shibalang was hateful, he was very competent as a servant. It turned out that Shibalang was originally a gangster with low martial arts skills. He only relied on strange needles to get into the mysterious organization. Now that he has revealed his true nature, he has started to work hard.
He looked at Huang Rong's big breasts and capable and beautiful legs wrapped in her tight night clothes. It's a pity that her life is in her hands, and she has a lust but no lust.
My aunt sees that this village is a bit strange and wants to investigate. You can stay here, be good, otherwise...
Oh... don't worry, I'll keep your home for you!Shibalang was twisted by Huang Rong's ears, and bent down with a bitter face in pain.
Huang Rong took advantage of the night to go out and thought: Where is Shiqilang hiding in such a big village?She checked the largest street in the village, the village chief's residence, the livestock feeding in the village, the wells in the village, and other strange places, but nothing strange was found.
After more than an hour, Huang Rong leaned under an elm tree to rest, and a sound came faintly from the mountain road!
Huang Rong was shocked and remembered that there was still an yushu temple in Yushu Village that had not been checked yet!
She followed the sound of wooden fish and went up the mountain. When she arrived at a pavilion, she saw a fat monk sitting in the pavilion. It turned out that the sound was him knocking on wooden fish!
In the middle of the night, a monk ran here to knock on wooden fish?Huang Rong felt strange and observed it secretly. It took half an hour to see it. Unexpectedly, the fat monk kept knocking on the wooden fish, and there was no other weirdness!
Could it be that he is really a monk who practices sincerely?
Just when Huang Rong was strange, a Confucian scholar suddenly came from another mountain road, holding a book, shaking his head and saying: Master said, it’s a pleasure to have friends coming from afar... Master said that gentlemen are poor, but villains are poor... Huang Rong was surprised and said: I heard from the old farmer that this elm temple was later converted into a semi-monk and half-confucian temple. It seems that this Confucian scholar came from that Confucian temple. This monk is naturally from the monk temple. I don’t know if the two of them met here late at night. Is it a coincidence or an appointment before?
The monk was still knocking on the wooden fish, and the Confucian scholar read aloud, one inside the pavilion and the other outside the pavilion, disturbing each other, one after another.
Huang Rong became more and more strange. After waiting for a long time, suddenly, the Muyu stopped abruptly. The fat monk sighed and said: I have been fighting for three months, but you still don’t admit defeat?The Confucian scholar also put down his book and said with a smile: Your wooden fish cannot disturb me, and my Zi said that he cannot disturb you, it’s just a draw, why should I admit defeat?
The monk said: Even so, for the last order of the ancestor, I must fight you to the end.
Confucian scholar said: The ancestor had long said that he would convert the Yushu Temple into academy. It was because of you pedantic monks who obstructed it that they only half of it.He told me that the true intention of the ancestor is to be converted into academies.
Good, you are completely wrong. The ancestor repented halfway through reconstruction and wanted to renovate it. It was you Confucian scholars who blocked it and asked me to tell me that the ancestor's true intention was to renovate it all back to the Buddhist temple.
Huang Rong laughed at each other. It turned out that these two silly men insisted on the official who rebuilt the Buddhist temple that year, the last wish of the official who rebuilt the Buddhist temple was either a Buddhist temple or academy. Therefore, the two decided to compete with their determination. They made an appointment with monks to knock on wooden fish, and Confucian scholars read the Analects of Confucius to see who can't stand it first.
However, the two of them competed every night and failed to decide the outcome.Huang Rong's eyes rolled and she had an idea in her mind. It seemed that to solve the dispute between the two of them.
But how to resolve it?
At first glance, these two people have a firm will. Judging from the situation of their battle, if you talk about Confucianism to monks and Confucian scholars, it is useless to talk about them.
If you want to break through their persistent beliefs, you must find another way... Huang Rong frowned and suddenly smiled wisely!
Have it!Look at me!
The next morning, the fat monk from Yushu Temple received news. The little novice monk said that a scholar had sent a prayer letter and asked him to go to the pavilion in the middle of the night to preach.
Of course the fat monk was not afraid. He went to the pavilion in the middle of the night and saw that the scholar was already waiting in the pavilion. The monk approached and saw that the scholar had bright eyes and white teeth, a clever smile, a delicate bee waist, a towering snow breasts, and a wide special scholar's robe was translucent, which could not cover the snowy skin behind him. The fat monk felt something was wrong and was about to leave, but the scholar smiled and said: Why, I was entrusted by the academy to discuss the Dharma with the master. Did the master admit defeat?
The monk was led by a army and could only sit in the pavilion and said: Good, good, you are clearly a female donor, how can you represent the academy?
The scholar smiled and said: Why, can’t women study?Can't we discuss the law with you?
The fat monk only felt that the woman was smart and clever. The two magnificent objects on her chest were shaking in front of her eyes. He grew up from the world since childhood and became a monk halfway through. He had never seen such a charming and beautiful woman before. He couldn't help but feel a little short of breathing. He suddenly realized that he had committed sexual thoughts and said seriously: Of course a woman can study, but it is really unconventional to dress like this. I cannot discuss the Dharma with you.
The scholar smiled wisely, like a star at night: The master’s words are not true. Buddhism says, ‘There is no Bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a platform’. In the eyes of the master, shouldn’t it be the same for people to wear whatever they look like?
Amitabha!Amitabha!When the fat monk saw her reply to him with famous Buddhist quotes, he was speechless and passively took out the wooden fish, using his famous skill to knock the wooden fish!
when!when!when!when!when!
When the wooden fish sounds, you can’t be afraid of anything!
The scholar smiled and said: Since the master is a virtuous monk, he naturally knows the six dusts of color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and Dharma mentioned in Buddhism. I wonder how many dusts there are in the master’s heart?Can the little girl check it out?
After saying that, Yanran stood up, as if she had changed a trick. The scholar's robe fell gracefully, revealing his beautiful low-cut pocket!
Dangdang!Dangdangdang!The fat monk saw that the beauty in front of him actually showed a towering, swollen, smooth and pink breast, and the sound of wooden fish suddenly became rapid!
The master is naturally not afraid of the color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and Dharma. So what about this sound?
Huang Rong suddenly got up and walked over, leaned close to the monk's ear, and let out a soft whisper: Well...oh...Ah...well... The monk can't resist such a natural sound, and the wooden fish in his hand trembled!
It hit the table with a click!
He hurriedly corrected himself and knocked on the wooden fish again.
I heard the sounds of fairy sounds and soft words in my ears, like waves after waves slapping against the reefs in my heart.
Well... they're a little hot... Oh!The wooden fish in the monk's hand kept making noises and could hardly hold on.
Seeing that he could still beat Muyu in this situation, Huang Rong couldn't help but admire and compete: You monk, you can still bear it. Auntie will definitely make you look good.
Next came the fragrance of color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and Dharma. Huang Rong's eyes were like silk, and she sat on the stone table in front of the monk. Her fragrant smell suddenly plunged into the monk's nose, infinitely tempting, and the two big breasts were swaying at close range, like two huge melons. The monk quickly closed his eyes and focused on hitting the wooden fish. However, how could he know that the opponent quickly turned into an attack on the taste and touch!
The monk suddenly felt a soft body sitting on his lap. He was about to push him away, but he heard the other party laughing and said: What?Are the master scared?
The monk had no choice but to go around the beehive waist with both hands and continue to hit the wooden fish. However, the beauty's waist twisted left and right in his arms. A pair of amazing breasts rubbed against the monk only through his chest. Because of sitting in his arms, the pair of huge breasts had been pressed on the monk's face. The monk silently recited Namo Amitabha Buddha and let the two wonderful objects press him almost suffocate, and he kept hitting the wooden fish. However, the beauty suddenly thrust her huge breasts. The monk was caught off guard and was thrown in front of her by two big breasts through her bellyband. Before he could react, the beauty had already hugged his head, and the two balls of meat had been pressed against the monk's face. The monk was almost suffocated by the big meat ball, and couldn't help but open his mouth to breathe. While pushing each other, his teeth were suddenly touched by a hard object. The monk instinctively stuck out his tongue and licked it. The beauty shouted:The master is so bad... he actually licks his nipples...oh...!
Although it was a low-cut bellyband, this licking was enough to make the monk ecstatic!
Ah!…Um…Um…Oh…Have the master surrendered?
Well... in color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and Dharma, there is still a Dharma that has not been broken... The monk greedily licked the beauty's nipples and stammered and defended, Oh?Yeah?Have someone check it out.The beauty raised her buttocks, stood on the ground with her legs, unbuttoned the monk's crotch with one hand, and penetrated into the cock that had not been fully awakened because she had been meditating for too long. She moaned: Oh... Master, be careful, I'll break the master's "method" now. Then she lowered her head slightly, and her two fragrant lips were pressed against the monk's mouth!
Snow and snow... Snow and snow... Snow and snow...
Huang Rong's lilac tongue actually took the initiative to tease the monk's stupid tongue!
How could the fat monk be so wet kissed by this peerless beauty?A powerful force ignited from his lower abdomen, and his cock quickly rose up in the beautiful woman's hands, instantly holding the sky!
While kissing him, Huang Rong whispered his cock. This guy had not yet passed the battle formation, so why was he an opponent? After she played like this, she roared and shot out a lot of semen!
Aaa！
Oh...well... the master is so rude... the ejaculation is everywhere... um...oh... no... no...
The more the beauty stops her, the more monks cum!
This battle ended with the disastrous defeat of the Buddha Temple!Afterwards, the monk knelt down to Huang Rong on the spot and promised that he would not stop him no matter what the academy asked!
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