Poor Monk

The moment the bondage was released, the astonishing monster jumped out.

Shen Du felt that he should have ridiculed the monk's words of pure heart and asceticism, but his body honestly obeyed his desires, but at this moment, he felt his throat was dry and hoarse, and he couldn't make any sound.

The fingers trembled more violently.

Probably because of his insanity, the monk had already crossed his legs to reassure himself.He was kneeling right now between his legs, with one hand resting stiffly on his left leg and the other holding on to something between his legs.

Under the action of the medicine, it has already become thick and hard.

From such a close distance, he could even clearly see the faint purple veins and veins on it, with a somewhat hideous smell of blood rushing.

His hand was cold, but this object was as hot as a piece of iron. The terrifying temperature made him want to withdraw his hand and stay away from it.

But the remaining reason stopped him.

Or maybe it was the desire that had been manipulated by the counterattack of the Liuhe Divine Art, urging him, not only did not withdraw his hand, but held it.

The slender fingers are like white jade.

Because of its coldness, when he grasped it, the object was stimulated and trembled, and it became a little harder in his palm.

Shen Du couldn't see the expression on the monk's face, but he expected that his eyes could kill.

But at this moment, there was a crash in his mind.

With an unspeakable jerkyness, the stiff fingers began to slide along the giant, and the soft fingers pressed slightly, grinding from the bottom to the top.

It was obviously a restrained move, but because of this restraint, it was even more erotic.

In the past ten years, he has seldom even blasphemed himself, let alone comforted others a few times, and he was able to find the trick, and a strange tension arose in his heart.

Even her fingers trembled more and more.

The more he trembled, the more nervous he became. During several times of manipulation, he almost let the thing jump out of his palm.

The Yin and evil energy in his body was wandering around, and the medicinal power of Wangyoushui Bliss was behind it, making him feel cold, and at the same time, it was like being in a purgatory, and all the skin on his body seemed to be burned.

he wants.

But this troublesome thing in front of me can't be solved.He played with it, feeling extremely humiliated, but his eyes flickered and struggled, and he finally buried his head down.

The body is cold, but the breath is scorching hot, and he spits out on the giant.

Shen Du slowly opened his mouth, and the thin lips of the two were parted due to backlash, and they held the top of the object with a slight trembling that could stir people's hearts.

At that moment, he could feel the body under his palm suddenly tremble.

Since the monk entered the Tianji Chanyuan, he has been honored by the whole school, and has practiced meditation for more than [-] years. He has cultivated an indestructible body, a deep foundation, and amazing concentration.

He didn't take Shen Du seriously.

Even with the force of medicine, he still has the confidence to be able to stay still. The important thing is that the cold air inside will damage his foundation, which is what he values.

But he didn't expect this moment...

The burgeoning desire already felt swollen and painful between the jerky fingers and palms; at this moment, his lips were soft, and when he sucked it in, it seemed to push him into the gentle land of seven emotions and six desires!

The fire in his lower abdomen instantly ignited, shaking his sobriety!

At this moment, he almost wanted to raise his hand and directly slap the devil who disturbed his mind to death, but his clasped hands controlled the movement of strength in his body.

Once you let go, your qi and blood will go retrograde!

Lightly, all previous efforts go to waste, and heavy, go crazy!

Can not stop.

Can't stop.

He could only watch and feel like this, allowing the evil spirit to behave in ways!

Monks love to be clean.

The smell of the thing under his body is very light, but there is still a faint fishy smell.

When Shen Du took it in, he tasted a little bit, and then he felt the hugeness of this thing, with just such a tip, it almost filled his mouth, making him find it difficult to swallow.

"Well……"

Deep in the throat, there was a few vague sounds.

He exerted a little force with both hands, supported the monk's legs to borrow strength, and wanted to back away.However, after maintaining this kneeling position for a long time, coupled with the strong force of the medicine, his legs became numb and weak. Not only was he able to stand up, but he was caught off guard and fell heavily.

The huge thing that was only a little bit full, actually pierced more than half of it into his mouth during his sudden fall. Instead of being able to spit it out, it went even deeper!

up to the mouth of the throat.

A subconscious feeling of nausea surged in an instant, and his throat constricted due to the stimulation. In an instant, he felt that the thing swelled up in his mouth again, making him unable to close his mouth from ear to ear.

The corners of Shen Du's eyes turned red.

The two brows that usually only had a sharp expression were frowned because of the discomfort between their tongues, but because of the redness at the corners of their eyes, they suppressed the sharpness and hostility that made people dare not look at them, and there was a faint feeling. The extravagant love of spring is depicted on it.

If you want to retreat, you can't retreat, if you want to vomit, you can't vomit.

He shrank his throat, curled his tongue in a bit of embarrassment, and at the same time shook his head weakly, trying to find a suitable position and angle to get rid of the situation dominated by this monster.

But these kinds of unconscious actions just aggravated the impatience of teasing.

From his own point of view, this is just an unreasonable way to embarrass him to the extreme, but to the monk who is being held and teased by him, it is a bad manipulation and seduction.

The more clumsy and jerky it is, the more it can arouse the feeling of abuse in people's hearts.

Shen Du had heard this before.

But at this time, he still didn't realize it at all. Maybe he was in a position above ten thousand people, and it was impossible for him to realize it one day.

It took a long time for him to let himself out of this embarrassing situation amidst the rapid and chaotic panting, and slowly spit out the monster monk.

As the chest rises and falls, the tide is full.

But the most embarrassing moment has just arrived.

At first he felt that the effect of the Wangyou Water was too strong, but now he felt that he did not drink enough, if he had another two or three glasses, maybe he would be more intoxicated and more dissolute.

It doesn't have to be like this moment...

When he slowly licked his finger wet and then poked it behind him, he felt the kind of shame that made him tremble all over, and even the exposed skin was slightly reddened by the shamelessness at this moment.

Above the head is the gaze of the monk.

This kind of speechless staring made Shen Du feel like he was stripped naked and thrown in front of the public, as if he had been spoiled by a shameless whore.

The excessive humiliation even covered his eyes with a layer of water.

Everyone in the world is afraid of the handsome demon Taoist master, has there ever been such a time when he condescends?

Shen Du only felt that his whole head was dizzy.

He slowly squeezed the wet fingers into his back, and felt the warm package almost instantly, as if the emptiness had longed for it, he swallowed the fingers.

little by little.

The perception of the body is slutty and beautiful; but the perception of the heart is like being tortured.

One.

two.

three...

That's the limit.

The awkward posture made his wrists feel a little sore. When opening, the breathing between his lips and teeth was extremely chaotic, and a few strands of black hair were wet with thin sweat, which wrapped around his cheeks and neck, creating a hot and humid ambiguity.

In the chaotic consciousness, the passage of time has become nothingness.

Maybe it was three or five breaths later, or maybe it was a full half a moment before Shen Du slowly withdrew his fingers, his heartbeat became extremely violent, and the thing in front of him slowly stood up.

He tried his best to breathe smoothly, but it only made the panting worse.

The icy winter air wrapped around him.

He was driven by the evil power of the Liuhe Shenju within.

His two straight long legs were trembling weakly at the moment, but in the almost contradictory resistance and longing, they slowly opened wider and straddled the monk's waist and abdomen.

It wasn't until this time that he was forced by the current posture to raise his eyes and look at the meditating monk.

Because of Shen Du's unconscious torture earlier, he had already suffered for a long time.

Wangyoushui obviously failed to make him forget his identity and the clear rules and precepts of Buddhism.Even though his clothes were disheveled and even the murderous thing had an erection, he endured it.

On a face with clear outlines, there is a sobriety that has not been dragged into the mud by lust.

Shen Du suddenly felt a little envious of him: "People in the world are suffering from the seven emotions and six desires, sinking into the bliss, but you still want to resist this bliss, willing to endure the pain of restraint, if I were you, if I were you..."

What if he was him?

He practiced Liuhe Shenjue. He has never been liberated in this world of seven emotions and six desires, and he is not a predestined person with any wisdom...

If he were him, he would have died ten years ago.

In the hoarse voice, there was a faint sob suddenly, but at this moment, Shen Du still laughed, and sighed softly: "It's great to have a monk like you in the world..."

The monk's forehead was dripping with sweat.

There were still traces of blood on the sleeves of his moon-white monk robe, and the hem of his clothes was already soaked with sweat, obviously he was in the torment of extreme pain.

Depravity and sobriety.All in that dangerous thought.

in case.

Shen Du said if.

If he had any other choice at this moment, or could enter Tianji Temple, he would risk his life to go to the extremely powerful Hui Seng Shanzai, and he would not want to drag the monk in front of him down to sink.

But after all, there is no if.

The monk stared directly at him, without any cover, it was clear and bright, and it was as sharp as a sword.Five points of forbearance, three points of mouth.

Two more points...

It was still that cold murderous intent.

So Shen Du felt that the curvature of his lips was a little stiff, and he still felt that the monk's eyes made him feel bad, so he simply lowered his eyes again, letting him look at him, and he didn't look back.

He stretched out his hand and placed it on the monk's shoulder.

The other hand slid down slowly, and supported the monster under the monk's crotch which was still standing upright due to the force of the medicine.

At this moment, his throat was dry, and his body was completely tense. The fingers and nails on the monk's shoulder almost dug into the flesh and blood of the monk's shoulder.

sink one by one.

He separated his legs, knelt on both sides of his waist, slowly lowered his waist, and sat down with some caution facing the murderous thing.

When I use my mouth, I still feel that it is difficult to swallow.

How can the narrow back hole accommodate it at this moment?

The scalding temperature and hard touch made Shen Du want to escape almost immediately, but under the attack of Liuheshenjue backlash and Wangyoushui's medicinal power, all sober rationality collapsed at this moment.

He knows exactly what he is longing for.

The hastily opened mouth shrank involuntarily as it rubbed against the top of the monster due to trembling. From the top, it slowly swallowed the gigantic thing just like when he opened his mouth to swallow it before.

"Um..."

A moan that couldn't be described as pain or satisfaction finally overflowed from his mouth, with a damp and sticky tremolo.

The inner folds have been fully stretched.

The huge thing brought him a feeling of fullness, and instantly filled the emptiness that had tortured him for several hours, and even faintly made him feel that he would be burst.

He should have been more careful.

But how can I bear it?

At the moment of embracing this giant, the feeling of being satisfied, accompanied by a sense of profane taboo, carried him in like a huge wave.

Shen Du couldn't control himself at all.

Even he himself didn't know what happened this time.

Not only his body, but even his beating heart was clamoring for more, he had no choice but to obey his desire and continue to sink, deeper and more bulging.

Let that monster penetrate itself, like a fish thrown ashore thirsting for water.

The benefits of Wangyou Water were finally fully revealed until now.

He began to forget where he was, who he was, and why this happened at this moment.

There is no shame, but also reserve.

Some are just endless sinking, endless bliss, the flexible waist made by martial arts is constantly swaying, allowing oneself to swallow the iron-like weapon, the narrow corridor is constantly stretched and tightened, and the warm tightness can burn people. all the friction...

"Um... um..."

Small groans, intermittent.

The more and more intense stimulation made Shen Du couldn't help but close his eyes, tightened his legs, and indirectly made his hips clamped even tighter.So I felt more deeply the trajectory of the fierce creature galloping between my legs...

Up and down, the pouch under the murderous creature slapped his snow-white buttocks.

In this bamboo house filled with a strange smell, there was a blushing and heartbeating sound of hitting and beating...

After the rather difficult period of in and out at the beginning, the intestinal tract secreted a smooth honey liquid under the tide of emotions stimulated by the backlash of the gods, and became more relaxed and sensitive.

Every time he went in and out, he could clearly feel the shape of the monk's monster.

The coiled veins, stretched folds, and hard tops, how did they enter him, penetrate him, and smash him apart.

For an occasional moment of sobriety, Shen Du wanted to stop and pull away, and slapped himself several times, but he was so distracted that he didn't pay attention to the depth, and his limp knee slipped, which immediately made his body sink even deeper, and made him The opponent's murderous creature sank deeper.

Caught off guard, I don't know where it hit.

The pleasure of being overwhelmed was like a frenzy, coming out of nowhere, covering his whole body, pressing him into that boundless desire, and he couldn't get out again.

What slaps, what sobriety, what blasphemy...

Forgot all about it.

He tried, twisting his waist, trying to touch that point again, but he didn't get it at first, but gradually he got the hang of it.Because of this, the deeper the sinking, the more forgetful the feeling, slowly and unbearably raised his slender neck, panting with his mouth open like drowning.

It's just like this, and Shen Du couldn't bear it after seven or eight bumps.

The hardness standing in front of him due to desire, at the moment when the pleasure reached its peak, he could no longer control himself, and tremblingly let out, dripped on his waist, and also shot in the monk's strong abdomen.

A pair of colorful phoenix eyes finally became a void amidst the obscenity...

The hands he put on the monk's shoulders for strength were already convulsed, and the legs kneeling beside the monk's legs were even weaker, and he was about to pass out almost immediately, trying to support his body to get down from between the monk's legs.

But the moment he raised his waist and was about to get up, his figure froze.

The pleasure just now made him forget everything and touched bliss, but the huge thing between his buttocks didn't seem to be limp at all, it was as ferocious as before, hard and hot!

The body after the orgasm is released is extra sensitive.

In the short movement of getting up, Shen Du could already clearly feel the traces of it rubbing against his body, the terrifying temperature seemed to leave some imprint on his body.

Then the scalp suddenly became numb.

He raised his head to look at the monk, and saw that his eyes were still looking at him with clear eyes. At this moment, thoughts in his mind were so busy that he was in a state of confusion.

The yin and evil energy of Liuhe Shenjue has not been relieved as he expected.

It was still walking through his body, and like a poisonous snake, it suddenly burrowed into the dantian when he was in a state of confusion!

"puff!"

Shen Du was defenseless.Just such a mouthful of blood spewed out, mixed with the blood that the monk had spit out earlier, and spilled all over the skirt of his clothes.

"You are cultivating the legendary Vajra Indestructible Body?"

In the difficult and hoarse voice, there was a bit of trembling hidden, and there was a bitterness that was never expected. Shen Du's lips were covered with blood, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, and looked into the monk's eyes again. , is helpless sorrow.

"That's why you can stand on the sidelines and watch me belittle myself and be indifferent..."

The monk lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes.

The clasped palms were still exerting force due to the torment of the medicine and lust, so the knuckles of the fingers were a little white, but they still maintained this posture, motionless.

He just sighed silently, moved his lips, and silently recited the Buddha mantra of pure heart.

The string of [-] red sandalwood beads was folded in his palm, and the scent from the monk's body was mixed with the scent of white sandalwood. They were very similar, so people couldn't tell them apart.

Shen Du was trembling with anger.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and felt that the evil energy became more and more raging after entering his dantian, and gradually began to assimilate the strength he had painstakingly cultivated.

The meridians in all parts of the body were cramped, and he couldn't help curling up his body.

The posture sitting between the monk's legs did not change, but the two thighs were clamped even tighter because of the piercing pain at the moment, so he could more clearly feel the hot and fierce thing wedged deep into his body, and his heart felt more and more anxious. hate.

Some calculations!

He also fed others and himself in advance, and drank the Wangyou Water. In the end, it was all in vain!

"When you cut your flesh to feed the eagles, you gave up your life to feed the tigers, you refused; you helped the flowers and grasses, but you pitied the lives of the ants; I thought you were really ruthless, but why did you add that butterfly to my painting?"

His heart felt like someone had stabbed him, and he was bleeding.

The medicinal power of Wangyoushui began to fade, but it still completely faded away, but Shen Du's eyes had returned to sobriety under the severe pain caused by the backlash of Liuhe Shenjue.

"I kill people like hemp, and I never tried to get rid of you, but you first tried to kill me..."

There are thousands of reasons for others to live.

But he lived alone because he was afraid of death.

Suddenly a tear rolled down his eyes.

He leaned forward and wanted to kiss the monk's ruthless and compassionate lips, but when he saw that he was about to touch them, he remembered that he had just comforted him with his mouth, and he didn't want to insult him.

So he backed away, his lips fell on the back of his folded right hand, and he pecked lightly.

The monk's fingers trembled slightly.

Shen Du raised his eyes, looked at him, and said in a hoarse voice, almost begging, "Monk, I don't want to die. The Buddha can save all suffering beings in the world, why don't you save me?"

The Buddha can overcome the suffering of all living beings in the world, why do you one by one

Refuse to ferry me?

All dignity is thrown away.

Shen Du at this moment is as humble as any suffering being who begs God and Buddha for mercy and rescue, as if kneeling at his feet, making his whole body prostrate with pride.

The voice was almost broken, hoarse and indistinct.

The monk felt that he couldn't hear clearly, and he shouldn't hear clearly, but every word, and even any subtle expression on his face, could be clearly understood by his five senses.

All the high defense lines collapsed at this moment.

The compassionate eyes, the clear and cold light, finally die...

At this moment, he is his pure land on earth, the kingdom of Buddha in heaven.