Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Solution. Zhao Yinfeng gritted his teeth and said.

I can't solve this. I don't have the tools. Ling Qingyu pointed to his big tree with a smile and said, Why don't you attack it yourself.

A wave of heat surged through his body again, and Zhao Yinfeng let go of Ling Qingyu's hand with a groan, and grabbed the ground tightly with both hands, drawing blood from his fingers.

Uh... uh... ah... Zhao Yinfeng had fallen to the ground, twisting his body, and moans kept escaping from the corners of his mouth.

As soon as he let go, Ling Qingyu immediately jumped away, picked up his clothes and was about to leave. Hearing how **** he was, she couldn't bear it. Looking back, she saw that he was trying hard to hook his saber, and hurriedly ran over to grab it. He kicked the knife away and said, What's wrong with you? I told you I couldn't help you, and you still want to kill me!

Kill...kill...me... Even the flesh of his body could not stop him. Zhao Yinfeng felt that his body was not his own, and his whole body seemed to burst. He could only struggle to say these words. He has his dignity, and he also knows the consequences of Yeluye's medicine. If this woman can't help him, then she will die, and death will not let Yeluye succeed.

Ling Qingyu watched him in a dilemma, fighting between heaven and man. When he saw him whimpering and grabbing the branch with his hands to stab his own throat, he finally couldn't help but grabbed his hand holding the branch and said: I don't I know if it’s possible, and I’ll try my best to help you.”

When Ling Qingyu picked up his clothes, he grabbed the sweet potato in his purse, took it out, and said to him: I don't know if it will work, so please bear with it.

Seeing Zhao Yinfeng nod, Ling Qingyu turned him over, then let him stand up on his uninjured leg, completely exposing his back point.

That **** is really powerful. Without any movement, a lot of liquid has already overflowed from that ****.

Ling Qingyu pressed the fingertips on the vagina, then pushed the sweet potato into the entrance and slowly turned it, stuffing it in step by step.

Ah... Zhao Yinfeng let out a satisfied ****.

While pushing the sweet potato in, Ling Qingyu said, Just tell me if you feel uncomfortable.

Faster...deeper...harder... Regardless of being shy, Zhao Yinfeng's body's instinctive instinct has completely dominated Zhao Yinfeng, twisting his body and shouting.

I didn’t expect that the first use of the sweet potatoes I brought back across the ocean would be used here! Ling Qingyu complained to himself in his heart, but the movements of his hands increased, grabbing the sweet potato and searching for the spot on his prostate.

Men like to be penetrated from behind because they have a prostate. The pleasure brought by this prostate sometimes even exceeds that of the thing in the front, but finding that spot is a technical job. Fortunately, after playing with Yang Zhao several times, Ling Qingyu roughly knew the position. He took the sweet potato and poked left and right at that point. When Zhao Yinfeng shouted loudly and arched his body, he aimed at that point and started attacking.

This man is not Yang Zhao, he has no respect for himself at all, and he is also suspected of repaying kindness with hatred. Ling Qingyu has no pity for him, and does not care whether he is injured or not. He does it completely as a task, and his methods are very rude and powerful. So big.

But this just meets Zhao Yinfeng's current needs. Yeluye's **** can make people go crazy. Otherwise, they will be attacked by a group of men. After enduring it, they will want to stuff everything they see behind their backs. , such a strong thing can only be liberated by more powerful stimulation.

Zhao Yinfeng had never had this kind of experience. Several of his roommates were very polite and even gentle when they had sex with him, so that he always thought that there was nothing good to do in this kind of thing, and it was not as good as charging and killing him. He was excited and happy, but now, he was being penetrated hard from behind, hitting a point hard every time. The thrilling pleasure surged up layer by layer, making him moan loudly and causing his body to convulse. A sudden trembling, then the mind went blank for a while, the body tensed up uncontrollably and then spasmed, and then there was a sense of pleasure as if floating to the sky.

Seeing that he had reached **** without ****, Ling Qingyu wiped the sweat from his head. It was really tiring, but before he had rested for a long time, Zhao Yinfeng's body began to shake again, and he spoke unconsciously of ****. * Said: Come again...ah...come again...insert deeper...

Resigned to his fate, he inserted the sweet potato in again. Ling Qingyu put his other hand in front of him and helped him massage the prostate in front. The stimulation became even stronger, making Zhao Yinfeng cling to the wall with both hands and shout: Oh ...Oh...come on...

Ling Qingyu's face turned a little dark. He just wanted to finish the job quickly and didn't listen to his increasingly obscene words. He just rubbed the sweet potato hard on his stimulation point, while his other hand was not idle in front of him. Knead and bounce.

Ah...I'm going to die...I'm going to die... Zhao Yinfeng burst into tears. He was completely overwhelmed by the extremely intense pleasure. After a spasm, he reached the peak again. This time, liquid was spurted out from both the front and back.

Ling Qingyu didn't wait for him to rest and continued to thrust. At this time, his **** was in a repetitive style, allowing you to get enough at one time, saving you the trouble of me having to do it again.

The sweet potato she held at the beginning was a bit rotten due to the exertion. Ling Qingyu changed it and stuffed both of them in. Zhao Yinfeng couldn't help but turn over and stretched his thighs. Opening it wide, making it easier for her to enter.

This is a very imaginative position. To be honest, Zhao Yinfeng's body is very good, tall and strong, but with perfect lines. The muscles without a trace of fat make the big man look powerful and refined, and the triangle area is even more beautiful. There is no need to exert any effort on the abdomen to have perfect eight-pack abs, which complement the two pectoral muscles. Although the jungle on his lower body is lush, it is not annoying, and even the big trees are a little pink. At this time, his graceful and powerful thighs were spread open, exposing all of his vagina, such an alluring male body.

While Ling Qingyu was helping him, he thought: Damn it, the first thing this guy will do when he wakes up is to kill me and silence me!

When Zhao Yinfeng's body convulsed to the point of bouncing, and he hugged Ling Qingyu, Ling Qingyu already had the last sweet potato in his hand.

After Zhao Yinfeng hugged her tightly for a while, his whole body went limp as if he was exhausted. His lower body was almost a vast ocean, and the tree finally died.

Seeing that he was so weak that he fell to the ground, his eyes turned white, he checked his breath first, and found that he was still alive, but he was just so excited that he fainted. After covering him with clothes, Ling Qingyu stood up and quickly packed his things.

The rain outside has gradually lightened up, but the sky is still dark, and it should be night now.

If you go out in such weather, you may have just stepped out of the tiger's mouth and don't know where you will fall.

Taking Zhao Yinfeng's waist knife, Ling Qingyu sat down at the entrance of the cave and ran away as soon as he made any movement. His leg was already broken and after being tortured like this, she didn't think he still had the strength to catch her.

Zhao Yinfeng felt like he was floating in the sky. When he landed on the ground, he realized that he had just lost his will and been in a coma for a while. Although he woke up now, his body was completely in a relaxed and weak state. Although this state made him so comfortable that he didn't want to move, he also knew that it was dangerous.

Zhao Yinfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and searched the cave, and saw the woman sitting at the entrance of the cave looking out, still holding his knife tightly in her hand.

Zhao Yinfeng sneered in his heart, Do you think I can't do anything to you while sitting so far away with a knife? A woman with such high skills and familiarity with that kind of thing appeared in this mountain, and she also appeared when he was hit by that embarrassing ****. It was wrong no matter what he thought, such a woman, and that kind of thing You can't let anyone know, so you can only die.

As soon as this idea came up, Zhao Yinfeng himself was surprised, and then another emotion surged in his heart. He had never experienced such pleasure. The pleasure that makes people lose themselves is both intoxicating and exciting. Scary.

As soon as he moved his fingers, he saw the woman immediately turned her head and looked at him warily, so Zhao Yinfeng also opened his eyes and looked at her.

Do you...recognize me? Ling Qingyu asked cautiously.

Who are you? Tell me your address. After we come down from the mountain, I will ask a matchmaker to come to your house to propose marriage. Zhao Yinfeng closed his eyes and struggled internally for a long time, then opened his eyes and asked.

Ling Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing the sound of rain, someone seemed to be calling his name. He felt excited. He stood up, put the sword at the entrance of the cave, and then smiled at Zhao Yinfeng: You don't know me. Just in time, we will meet again!

Then he ran out of the cave and shouted: I am here, here I am.

When Zhao Yinfeng saw her standing up, he put his hands on the ground. Unfortunately, his physical strength was too much, so he just threw himself in front of the cave entrance and fell down. Hearing the woman yelling and rushing out, he punched the ground angrily. .

There seemed to be a voice calling for herring in the distance. The voice was very hoarse, as if the throat was bleeding.

Zhao Yinfeng propped himself up and sat on the stone wall. At this time, the rain had subsided and the moonlight was getting brighter. You could see the woman running over to the shouts, and then a man jumped down from the high stone wall and pulled the woman over. The woman hugged her tightly, and after hearing the woman say a few words, she led the women and jumped up the stone wall.

Zhao Yinfeng's brows furrowed unconsciously. For such a master, who is that woman? herring? A fisherman?

As soon as he landed in the open space on the stone wall, Yan San staggered. Ling Qingyu hurriedly supported him and asked, Are you injured?

Yan San smiled and shook his head, the hands holding her waist were shaking a little, not bad, not bad.

His voice was hoarse like that, his eyes were black and blue, and his clothes were in tatters. He thought he had been looking for him, but he rushed down from such a distance, the sky was so dark, the rain was so heavy, and the cliffs were all over the place. , he must have suffered a lot.

Ling Qingyu stretched out her hand to hug him with heartache, but saw that his face froze, and then he touched a few branches in his hand. Ling Qingyu pulled his clothes away, and sure enough, he saw several branches tied with cloth strips under his ribs, and he felt anxious He said: Are your ribs broken? Why are you running around like this? Are you dying?

It's not serious. Yan San's voice was already bleeding from shouting for half the night. The pain was severe when he spoke, and the pain in his ribs was indeed severe. No one was found along the way, so he had no intention of caring about himself. The pain in his body, now that he was looking for someone, he felt relieved, and all the pain came up, but it was not the time to relax yet. Yan San suppressed the blood in his chest and said, Let's go up, there's something over there. It's easy to find Yan Qi and others.

Stop talking. Hearing his voice, Ling Qingyu burst into tears. She put his arm on her shoulders and said, I will support you and we will walk over slowly.