ps: I am very grateful to "zo-ian" for the monthly pass...This month is almost over. I hope that next month, I can get more monthly passes, hehe...hope, just hope.
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Although Huang Rong is over fifty, she has always taken good care of herself, and she has also practiced the "Nine Yin Manual". She has a face as good as that of a thirty-year-old woman, and her figure is even more curvy, and she is very charming as a mature woman. Correspondingly, she has physical needs.
He is also extremely strong, but has always been suppressed by force.
After reluctantly pushing and kneading for a while, Liu Meng let out a soft sigh. The sea of qi had been released, and the internal force could move, but it was still a little sluggish at first. The next step was to release the Zhongji point. Huang Rong's heart was beating wildly, and she was embarrassed several times.
She almost wanted to ignore him, but in the end she moved her hand down and pressed lightly on the other person's lower abdomen.
The hair there is thick and curled, and it feels itchy and numb when pressed in the palm of the hand. Huang Rong seemed to be talking to herself or to Liu Meng, and said softly in a voice that was almost dripping with water: "Don't think blindly."
To push the blood through the palace, you must rub and tap. Of course, if Huang Rong doesn't care about the damage to the other person's meridians, she can just use her internal strength to penetrate her fingers and forcefully untie it. Naturally, it is not easy to do that now, so she immediately folds her hands carefully and rubs them.
, overwhelmed with embarrassment. Being so close, the slightest movement would touch the root of the weapon. The hard and hot touch made Huang Rong almost scream.
She had never seen a man other than Brother Jing having sex, nor had she seen another man's murder weapon, nor had she touched it with her own hands. Huang Rong felt a little guilty about Guo Jing, but she felt more unethical stimulation.
That's all, we've already met each other anyway, and considering her age, it's more than enough for her to be his mother. Huang Rong closed her eyes, moved her left hand tremblingly, took hold of the impressive majesty, and pressed it a little, and then the other hand stopped.
Rubbing with difficulty.
So hard, so thick, so hot, so strong, why is it still jumping? I quietly opened my eyes again, and saw that my white and tender hands could not hold the thick, ruddy and ferocious top as if it was trying to escape my grasp.
, beating rhythmically. Don't move! It felt like her heart was going to fly out of her chest with the rhythm. Huang Rong subconsciously tightened her palms and held the thick thing tighter.
Under pressure, the weapon struggled even harder. Liu Meng also groaned, and his breath became heavier and heavier. Thinking that he was clenching the opponent, Huang Rong quickly loosened his grip again, but the thing was shaking again, so he tightened his grip again.
After tightening and loosening, Aunt Guo, who was still astonishingly beautiful even though she was fifty years old, felt like she was giving him a handjob. The indescribable itching was wonderful, and Liu Meng was extremely uncomfortable. He wished he could move his body and push Huang Rong down.
Let it out violently.
After repeating it for more than ten times, she found that the giant thing in her hand was getting hotter and hotter. It turned red and purple, and it was a bit hot to the touch. Only then did Huang Rong realize that something was wrong, and she let out a low "Ah". Even the roots of her ears were red, and then she suddenly
With one rub, the sealed Zhongji point will eventually be unlocked.
As soon as his body was able to move, Liu Meng immediately sat up and stared at the snow-white and smooth graceful body, with fire almost coming out of his eyes. Huang Rong seemed to have drunk fine wine, her expression was gleaming, her face was indescribably charming, and she looked directly at Liu with seductive eyes.
Meng whispered in a low voice: "Today, I have to remove your acupoints out of necessity. Even if it is just a dream, you must not mention it to others, otherwise..."
Liu Meng subconsciously answered: "What else?" Huang Rong glared at her, her expression was extremely charming, she raised her left hand upwards as if punishing, and said coquettishly: "I will pull out this dishonest thing."
Although he didn't use any force this time, the stimulation and comfort were hundreds of times stronger than before. Liu Meng couldn't help but groan and straightened his legs suddenly.
Huang Rong thought she was hurting the other person, so she quickly dropped her hand, but it turned into an up and down move. She couldn't hold it in any longer. She had been standing upright for too long, and her anger had not been released. Now Liu Meng could only feel his waist and eyes.
I felt numb, and stars flashed wildly in front of my eyes. I couldn't help but raise my buttocks, and the murder weapon that had been brewing for a long time was almost launched.
Huang Rong was completely dumbfounded. As soon as Huang Rong felt the continuous and violent rhythm of the huge thing in her hand, she knew from experience that something was wrong, so she immediately let go. She was so ashamed that she didn't dare to raise her head again, and rebuked in a soft voice: "You are so shameless, how dare you do this
...You are really a bad guy teasing your aunt like this." After saying that, he turned around quickly and walked out of the grotto regardless of his charming figure.
When she reached the entrance, she suddenly stopped. Huang Rong turned around her beautiful face full of spring again, looked at Liu Meng who was standing on the stone beam and was at a loss. She smiled, full of charm, and whispered: "You have too much Yang fire in your body.
, Holding it in is not good for your health, you..." Huang Rong glanced at the sharp weapon under the other party with a charming look, and said in a trembling voice: "Finish it yourself." At the end of the sentence, her voice was as low as a mosquito or a fly, inaudible.
Do you know what it means to be ashamed and angry and want to die? Do you understand what it means to want to die on tofu?
Liu Meng's mood at this time was hard to describe. He only hated that his acupuncture points had just been released and he couldn't move his body at all. He watched helplessly as his round and plump buttocks and slender and attractive waist twisted further and further away until they disappeared.
At the entrance of the grotto.
Pounce on her, pounce on her! Catch up with her, hug her tightly, kiss her passionately, touch her! She will not refuse, absolutely will not refuse!
For a moment, Liu Meng almost went crazy and couldn't think of anything else. He raised his legs to use Qinggong to chase after him, but he fell into the pool. The blood in his hands and feet was not completely unblocked, so how could he walk?
What a great opportunity, it's only one step away from the real thing! I can almost hug Huang Rong's wonderful plump body and enjoy it to the fullest.
Things in the world are so strange. Two people who were just ordinary acquaintances with a huge difference in age and status, through all kinds of incredible coincidences, actually reached the most intimate stage of sexual intercourse, but in the end they stopped in front of the door, which is sad.
When Liu Meng acted as before and chased him out of the grotto, he saw that the area around the hot spring pool was quiet and empty, and there was no beauty anywhere.
Liu Meng, who was extremely disappointed, returned to Xiangyang City just as the sun was setting. Dressed like a hunter in the mountains, he was interrogated for a while by the officers and soldiers guarding the city. Fortunately, the Beggar Gang disciples on duty at the city gate recognized this person as He Yelu.
Only then did the master of the emergency team, who was the leader of the gang, let him go.
Liu Meng wandered back to the small courtyard of the inn. It was already time to turn on the lights. Everyone from the so-called Qingyun Sect was there. Seeing Liu Meng back, the happiest person was Ding Qirang, who was a close friend of life and death.
"Xiao Liu, where have you been these past few days? You left a note and then disappeared. Everyone is worried that you were kidnapped." Ding Qi hurried over, complaining as he took the bamboo basket from Liu Meng's back and looked at it.
He glanced at the snake skin scroll inside and said in surprise: "Is this colorful skin? Snake skin?"
After all, they have lived and died together, sincerely. Liu Meng likes the feeling of being cared about most, and he giggled and said: "I told you to go hunting and relax. This is snake skin, which is quite hard. Ordinary swords cannot be used at all."
It couldn't be cut, so I peeled off a few pieces and brought them with me. I'll go see a tailor tomorrow and make some heart-protecting soft armor for everyone. They say the Mongolian soldiers are unparalleled in bows and arrows, so it's always good to be prepared."
Wu Dong also came over and said with a smile: "Then thank you Brother Xiaoliu for your kindness. Let me just say, Brother Xiaoliu is a straightforward person and gets along so well with everyone. How could he never come back? Fourth sister, you
Too much worry." As he said this, he took out the divided snake meat from the bamboo basket and said with joy, "This, could it be snake meat?" Seeing Liu Meng nodding, he exaggeratedly said: "Wow, it's such a big piece.
I don’t know how it tastes, so I’ll ask the kitchen to make snake meat soup first.”
"Glutton! Eat such disgusting things!" Li Wanlan exclaimed and said harshly to Wu Dong who was leaving in a hurry. Then he turned his beautiful eyes like water-cut autumn eyes and looked at Liu Meng, smiling and saying:
"Xiao Liu, I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to have gotten stronger. Did you eat something good?"
.(To be continued..)
ps: I wonder if you think this description of 1024 is acceptable?
