Princess Matching 07

Even if he had been subjected to him for three days and three nights, and had experienced his selfless nourishment and repair, the tender hole that had tasted human affairs for the first time was restored to its original state.

So Zhou Yanquan was swept away by him again. While shoving and drying the tender and charming pussy under his body, he grabbed his bouncing tits, and the motor was about to burn.

As a result, the strange fire that passed through Mu Sheng's body really created a layer of flames all over Zhou Yan's body.

'I'm going, what the hell? ! ' Zhou Yanquan was so cool at first that he didn't react until his hair, eyebrows, body hair, armpit hair, and pubic hair were all curled and scorched.

He smelled that smell and looked down again, the original sexy chest hair was gone, only a black layer of sticky paste was left on him, and the fire was only aimed at him, Mu Sheng didn't care. not affected.

Even so, he didn't push Mu Sheng away, and the two were still entangled in such a way that they wanted to fight to the death.

He hugged Mu Sheng's waist tightly, sitting him face to face with him, sucking his big tits, and thrusting his waist into the wet, extremely lingering pussy.

'What the hell is this? ' Zhou Yanquan remembered that he said at first that he couldn't hold back the strange fire.

Mu Sheng was fucked to the point of erotic climax. He put his hands on his shoulders, twisted his waist and swung his hips, and said intermittently: 'I killed the old man Wanghuo, he gave me a slap before he died, and the fire was on me. My body kept burning, I couldn't stand it, and I vomited blood all the way back. ’

Zhou Yan was numb. What is the existence of the Wanghuo old man? The Dinghai Divine Needle of the Canghai Continent, Zhou Yan's almighty dodging dozens of tricks under his palm is already the limit, and people will call him a brave man when it spreads.

Mu Sheng slaughtered people in such a swift manner. He only received a slap without saying a word, and he still had the life to come back to him for pleasure.

Zhou Yanquan wanted to pull away after ejaculating, but Mu Sheng hugged him tightly and pleaded: 'Don't go, again, Zhou Yanquan, please, again. ' He probed the tendons and veins, and he was healed again.

It was the first time that Zhou Yanquan had seen such a fresh and refined attitude without self-respect, especially among the most powerful people in the Canghai Continent. He also killed the old man Dinghaishenzhen Wanghuo from the Canghai Continent not long ago.

Such a strong man begging him, what can he do? Of course, to satisfy him, to satisfy him vigorously and vigorously.

They were in the hot spring pool, tossing until the black dragon couldn't take it anymore, he got his head out, shook his wet body, glanced at their entangled and rhythmic flesh, and after a loud cry, he waved his wings and left to hunt for food.

To know that this kind of clan can hold their breath and pretend to be dead for nearly ten days, it can be seen how exaggerated the two people are.

Zhou Yanquan tortured Mu Sheng's slender and tender body to the point that there was not a single piece of good flesh, and his hickeys, especially the inner thighs, were densely packed, which made one's heart skip a beat.

Mu Sheng also felt puzzled in his heart, how did he have to suck his own flesh for healing? But because he was so excited, he didn't care, and he had to rush over to let him suck, lest he strike and leave.

Mu Sheng put on his clothes, and before leaving the pool, he saw Zhou Yanquan closing his eyes, floating on the hot spring pool and sinking. Cultivators cannot drown. Because of this knowledge, he did not want to pick up Zhou Yanquan. mean.

When Zhou Yanquan was salvaged ashore naked by his subordinates and woken up by his subordinates, he realized that after Mu Sheng rode the black dragon away, he had been floating in the pool like a dead body for several days. Zhou Yanquan was so angry that he jumped on his feet. The fire really broke out, and it stunned the close subordinates.