[Onmyoji] Fengshen's dad's daily life

Over the millennia, human beings have changed dynasties dozens of times due to their short lifespans, but the world of monsters, which has gradually divided itself from the human world, has not changed much.

With the annihilation of the Heian-kyo era, the boundary between monsters and humans has gradually weakened, but the big monsters have retired, some of those little monsters will play tricks among humans, and some choose to disguise themselves and live in the human world.

The place where Yimulian lived for thousands of years was rebuilt by Huang to re-build a shrine to enshrine Fengshenlian. It doesn't matter whether there are believers or not. Anyway, Huang and Datengu Yaohu are the most devout believers.

Although the shrine is in the deep mountains and old forests, there will always be several villages around, and there will be villagers who come to worship, and Yimulian has a serious and rigorous personality, but whatever he can do, he will complete those human tasks Wish, so gradually, the shrine also began to gain fame, which lasted for hundreds of years.

But Huang was dissatisfied after seeing Yimulian working hard for those humans. He patiently waited until the nearby villages disappeared, then hid the shrine, and then took Yimulian to travel outside. In human terms, it is a honeymoon.

Daitengu and Yaohu, who were left to watch the house, expressed that they didn't know whether to be heartbroken or happy.

In a couple suite in a hotel in Europe, Yimulian was sleeping on a big soft bed.

The crimson curtains were drawn tightly, not a gleam of light could come in, the room was dimly lit, and it was almost impossible to tell the time.The texture of the quilt and bed sheets is excellent, and it is silky and cool on the skin, and you don't want to get up when you lie on it.

Yimulian slept soundly, but soon became uneasy. He felt in a daze that someone had turned him over, and a large hot object was pressed against his back, rubbing against him.

The hairy touch on his butt made him unable to sleep, he opened his eyes drowsily, gasped with some difficulty, opened his mouth to say something, suddenly trembled, and his voice changed suddenly.

"what--"

The hoarse moans were extremely sexy, Yimulian closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes were trembling, and he grabbed the bed sheet hard.

"Are you awake?" A deep voice came from behind him, one hand stroked down his waist, touched his inner thigh, fingertips circled on the sensitive and delicate skin, "enough rest , let's continue."

Yimu didn't even have time to say a word, he was pushed to the bottom, gasped, his cheeks flushed to his neck.

The place that had already been congested became more sensitive, and he couldn't bear it when hot and hard things were squeezed in. His waist was weak, his thighs kept shaking, and the joints soon leaked transparent and sticky liquid. liquid.

"Does it hurt?" Huang bit his shoulder and asked vaguely, the movement was very slow, like a slow and lingering pull, pulling Yimulian into lust bit by bit.

Yimulian panted and shook his head, lying on the bed and trying to relax, shaken by Huang's movements, his body rubbed against the sheets.

Huang's hand on his thigh touched the upright column, and gripped the wet and slippery hand, his fingers went down the column, holding the red meat ball in his hand, rubbing it while pressing against him.

Yimulian was panting deeply, the corners of his eyes were blushing, beads of sweat soon appeared on his forehead, his thighs twitched slightly from time to time, his body became more and more slippery.

"There are still many things we haven't tried," Huang said while grinding in and out of Yimulian's body, while biting the tip of his ear, "Let's try slowly today..."

"I, I don't... um—" Before Yimu could finish his sentence, he was stuffed with a sweet, sugar-like thing, which melted quickly in his mouth, and he just reacted a little slower , the sugar on his tongue melted in his mouth.

Yimulian was a little dizzy, and his whole body was in a chaotic state of being made to fall asleep and then woken up. After eating candy, he felt the huge thing stuffed in his body recede. The sudden sense of emptiness made him frown, subconsciously thinking To clamp the legs.

After Huang withdrew from his body, he got up and lifted the quilt, hugged him and made him sit against the head of the bed, and then stretched out his hand to pull a handcuff from the top of the bed.

The handcuffs were covered with fluffy protective sleeves to avoid hurting the wrists when they were too violent. Ara handcuffed Yimulian's hands and hung them up.

He was so dazed that he didn't know what he was going to do, but being naked made him a little embarrassed, so he bent his knees and put his legs together in embarrassment

But the next second when he put his legs together, Huang pressed his knees to separate his legs, pulled out the red ribbons from both sides of the headboard, tied his thighs, and pulled them slightly tight.

"Huang..." Yimu struggled for a while, the tall erect penis between his wide open legs swayed with his movements, transparent drops of water flowed out from the top, the eroticism made him nervous, he didn't dare to move any more, "what you do?"

Huang smiled in a low voice, and said in a lazy nasal voice, "Have sex."

As he said that, Huang put Yimulian's legs on his shoulders, supported his buttocks with both hands to let him hang slightly, parted the two round buttocks a little, and slowly entered.

Yimu doesn't even have a point of strength for his hands and legs, and his center of gravity falls on the buttocks supported by Huang. The suspended posture makes the body's touch magnified several times, and the feeling of being opened and invaded is particularly vivid.

"Ah..." He firmly grasped the sling on the handcuffs, trying to pull himself up, so as to avoid the invasion of the behemoth. dripping on bare breasts.

Huang lowered his head, his tongue licked off the sweat rolling off his chest, the slightly rough surface of his tongue stuck to the cherry red tender meat and sucked, and rolled the small red beans between his teeth, "Lian... um, relax, It's too tight for me to get in..."

Yimu Lian gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, his eyes were flushed, and the fundus of his eyes had gradually become moist, "This posture... how can I relax?!"

"Heh..." Huang laughed in a low voice, changed the two legs on his shoulders to his arms, leaned over and pressed his body against him, "How about this?"

Yimulian was sandwiched between him and the head of the bed with Huang's body, and the movement went deeper, so deep that he couldn't help shaking, a large stream of liquid gushed out from the joint between the buttocks almost immediately, along the plug Under the hard current inside, a large area between Huang's legs was wet, and more liquid fell on the sheets, leaving dark water marks.

"Wait..." Yimulian tensed his body, and his voice trembled slightly, "It's too deep...I can't..."

"It's better to be deeper," Huang squinted his eyes to feel the hot and humid tunnel that was tightly sucking and biting on him, and his back was numb from the comfort, and his words became more and more unscrupulous, "Huh... it's a little deeper, you scream very nicely."

He was fearless at every glance, but before he could let him put himself down, Huang had already started to hit him hard.

"Ah!" Yimulian yelled suppressedly, his handcuffed hands were clenched and his back tensed, "Don't! Ah...it's too, too deep...uh——"

Huang let out a breath, turned Yimulian up, pressed against the head of the bed and pushed it hard, turned his head sideways and bit his arm, biting and bumping.

The whole bed was shaken, but there was no sound. In the dim room, only intermittent moans and sticky water stains could be heard.

Yimulian's groaning was not loud all the time, it was a very suppressed and small gasp. If he hadn't been made to collapse, he wouldn't have screamed so loudly.

Huang also liked hearing his hoarse and patient voice, the more he listened to it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help wanting to toss it harder and make his voice louder.

The continuous and deep impact made Yimulian almost breathless, and another feeling slowly appeared in the place that should have been stretched very uncomfortable, a little itchy, itching so much that he felt comfortable even with such a fierce impact, every time he was pushed He couldn't help but shiver when he bumped into it, the tingling pleasure rushed straight up from below and spread to the ends of his limbs, making him unable to even open his eyes.

"Ah... ah... slow down, slow down... um..."

Beads of sweat flowed down his temples, Yimu Lian was a little dizzy, his legs were shaking in the crook of his arms, his small toes were curled up, his red and swollen lips were panting violently, and the hanging position made all his senses They were all concentrated in the disturbed place, and the pleasure in the abdomen became more and more unbearable, as if a bow stretched to the extreme was buried in the body, and it was hard to tell which impact would cause the whole body to collapse.

"Huang..." Yimu Lian trembled, a drop of water hung on his eyelashes, whether it was sweat or tears, "I can't do it... I, I... ho... um... ah..."

Huang licked the drops of water off his eyelashes, almost viciously, crushing and breaking in, indulging in the silky and firm touch.

After being patient for a while, Yimulian really couldn't hold on any longer, the buttocks became tighter and tighter, so tight that it was difficult for Huang to pull it out, and the legs that were hanging in Huang's arms couldn't help but want to clamp them tightly. , the abdominal muscles twitched violently a few times, and the ruddy cylinder that was sandwiched between the bodies of the two people spurted out a stream of white liquid.

"Ah..." Yimulian hummed in a low voice with his head down, a blankness suddenly exploded in his mind, the tense bowstring in his body broke instantly, and the intense pleasure that had been suppressed for a long time was finally released in an instant, shooting in Huang's body. On the chest and abdomen.

Huang endured it for a while, and when Ichimolian constricted due to orgasm, he thrust and thrust fiercely for more than ten times in a row, and finally confessed at the last deeply buried blow.

The scalding liquid sprayed into his body, his eyes were so hot that even his legs trembled, and he couldn't help moaning in a low voice.

Huang supported Yimulian with both arms, gasped and did not move, closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, and then slowly pulled it out.

After the shot, the fleshy column still maintained its impressive size, and there was a bang sound when it was pulled out from the narrow and wet tunnel. The body of the column was covered with wet and slippery body fluids, dripping from the blunt top.

The rosy mouth that has not been completely closed also flows out sticky white liquid, almost flowing down in streams, and the area around the buttocks is a mess.

Huang put Yimulian's legs down, hugged his body and stroked slowly.Yimulian leaned against him wearily and panted lightly, knelt weakly on the bed, the muddy fluid in his buttocks flowed down his thighs.

"Are you comfortable?" Huang bowed his head and kissed Yimulian's forehead, then uncuffed his handcuffs, and kneaded his round buttocks with his palms.

The hands that were hanging high were finally put down, and he lay on Huang's body limply, with his arms around his neck, too tired to speak, and only nodded slightly.

Huang hugged him and changed his position, sat down with his back against the head of the bed, stretched Yi Mulian's legs to let him sit on his body, moved him up, and freed one hand to grope under the pillow.

Yimulian hadn't recovered from his fatigue yet, and lay on Huang's body with his legs open, the soft pink line between his legs was hanging on Huang's abdominal muscles, and there was still a little white liquid on the top.

After groping for a while, Huang found a pink vibrating egg under the pillow. After rubbing some lubricating fluid on it, he stuffed the vibrating egg into Yimulian's body.

"Hmm..." Yimulian frowned and shrunk for a moment, and the vibrating egg was sucked in by the tender meat that shrank.

Then Huang also inserted Yimulian's thigh into it, pushing the Tiaodan to the inside.

The size of the Tiaodan was about the same size as Huang's round head. Yimulian didn't feel uncomfortable after stuffing it in, but it was stuffed too full, which made him uncomfortable.

After Huang entered, he didn't move, hugged Yimulian and kissed him.

Yimulian likes to kiss Huang, and when Huang's lips and tongue are pressed against him, he obediently opens his mouth to accept the tip of Huang Tan's tongue.

Huang's kisses are always gentle, even the kisses are aggressive, but they are still so gentle that Yimulian is intoxicated, allowing his lips to be bitten, and his mouth to be patrolled wantonly by the tip of his tongue, licking inch by inch Swipe over.

When Yimulian was softened by Huang's kiss, Huang pressed the switch of the vibrating egg in his hand, and the vibrating egg buried deep in his body vibrated violently.

"Hmm!" Yimulian trembled suddenly, the sudden shock made him subconsciously close his legs together, but he could only tighten Huang's waist.

Huang hugged Yimulian tightly, still maintaining the posture of leaning against the head of the bed, without any other movements, only kissing Yimulian.

The vibrating vibrating egg does not have the intense pleasure of being hugged by Huang just now, but it has another fine and continuous tingling sensation, which climbs from the tailbone to the top of the head, and covers every inch of the body, making people restless.

Yimulian was lying in Huang's arms, his eyes were half closed, his long eyelashes caught his slightly slack eyes, his lips were kissed bright red and moist, the hickey marks on his red and slender neck were mottled, and his Adam's apple kept rolling As he spoke, unswallowed saliva flowed from the corners of his lips.

The body was made restless by the vibrating eggs, and he hugged Huang's neck at a glance, his fingers couldn't help scratching his shoulders up and down, and his round fingertips scratched light red marks on his shoulders.

His consciousness was a little dazed, he only knew that the thing stuffed inside his body was clamped, and he twisted his body unconsciously, rubbing the red and hardened little thing in front of him against Huang's body.

"Hmm...um...um..." His lips and tongue were occupied by Huang, and he couldn't even moan out of his mouth. He could only whimper softly in his throat, making a soft and sweet hum.

Huang enjoys the feeling of Yimulian sticking to his body and twisting and grinding. His tongue is stirring in Yimulian's mouth. The enclosed place is sometimes loose and sometimes tight, as if there is also a mouth sucking. Even if he doesn't need to twitch, he feels comfortable enough to think sigh.

Such a delicate and gentle method is obviously easier for the eyes to connect. It didn't take long for him to be completely confused. He lay on Huang's body and swayed and dawdled. Get a sticky wet.

Huang withdrew his tongue from his mouth, raised his head slightly away from his lips, closed his eyes and panted, gulped a few saliva, then lowered his head to lick Huang's neck, rubbing against him while kissing on his neck.

It was rare for Yimulian to take the initiative once, Huang hugged him and didn't want to move, his slender and handsome eyebrows were full of slender and luxuriant style, and his wide palm was rubbing on Yimulian's smooth back.

"Huu...hu..." Yimulian murmured Huang's name, blushing, twisting his waist and rubbing against his lower abdomen, "Mmm...Huang..."

"I'm here," Huang stroked his back, squeezed his other hand on his thigh, straightened his waist, and inserted the giant object that had slipped out a little, so that he could swallow it completely, " Lian, do you like me?"

"Hmm..." Yimulian was shaken by him, closed his eyes and let out a soft nasal voice, "Um... like... um——"

After getting a satisfactory answer, Huang smiled in a low voice, turned on the vibrating egg to the maximum, put his palm on the back of Yimulian's head, and kissed him deeply.

Yimu whimpered, his waist and legs began to tremble, and the corners of his eyes were filled with extremely comfortable tears, he hardly had the strength to twist any more, he could only lie softly on Huang's body and raised his head to bear his kiss, holding him tightly.

This time, Yimulian persisted for a little longer before holding Huang on his lower abdomen, but Huang was still hard, buried in his body and even tended to get bigger and bigger.

Without waiting for Yimulian to catch his breath, Huang backed out, stood up and hugged Yimulian, put him into a prone position, separated his legs with his knees, and without taking out the vibrator, it lay on his back and pounded straight went in.

"Ah——" Yimulian groaned in a hoarse voice, the impact just now hit the sensitive part of his inside with incomparable accuracy, and the intense pleasure like an electric shock flowed to his limbs and bones in an instant, making him hard again before he softened for a long time up.

Yimulian was completely overwhelmed by the vibration of the vibrating egg and the teasing of the thick and long thing, and after a while, his voice was still full of tears.

"Huang! Ah, ah... I won't do it... Mmm, I won't do it... Ah..."

The choked cry was full of broken and trembling gasps from the impact, Huang paused for a moment, turned Yimolian over, and let him lie face up.

The thing that was still deeply inserted in it grinded and turned around on the sensitive point, and Yimulian couldn't help screaming, his legs trembled.

Huang lowered his eyes and looked at Yimulian, seeing that his skin was stained with a lot of obscene liquid, and the secret place was also opened up by him, containing his vigorous desire, gentle and elegant Blush and tears covered her delicate face, and her lips were very red and swollen.

Huang leaned over to press him, put his lips on his ear, and whispered softly in his ear while pushing his lips: "Lian, my Lord Fengshen...do I mean...hu... god?"

Yimulian couldn't hear what he was saying, so he could only hug him tightly and sob, scratching his back with his fingertips.

Huang laughed in a low voice, hugged his beloved Fengshen tightly, bit Fengshen's small Adam's apple, and continued his blasphemy career.