Merry Little Farmer

Although they were in the Youth League Committee's office, Wang Xiaobing and Zhang Jing couldn't bear it any longer and staged a classic battle desperately. What's more, they have feelings for each other, and they are particularly easy to get angry.

The fire of desire in the two bodies burned rapidly, making his and her's breathing more and more heavy, and their expressions became more and more excited.

The air is filled with strong lust, even with an electric fan, it can't cool down the temperature of that burning desire.

Immediately, Zhang Jing's five fingers turned into claws in her right hand, and grasped Wang Xiaobing's peerless sword. She felt the hot temperature of the sword through her trousers. At that moment, she gave a big shock, as if his sword had entered her body. In the cave, where he practiced invincible sword skills.

Naturally, Wang Xiaobing also jumped up, took a deep breath, glanced at her slightly in surprise, and asked her with his eyes: Hehe, your trick of Jiuyin White Bone Claw is a bit overwhelming.

Zhang Jing was quite proud, she raised her head slightly, a charming smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and there was a look of victory in her eyes, as if to say: How about it?Finally conquered you.

In the next second, her right hand suddenly penetrated into his crotch, without barriers, she held his sword at zero distance, and began to massage his sword, serving his supreme sword with the respectful attitude of serving the emperor.

At that extremely exciting moment, Wang Xiaobing was almost unable to hold on.Waves of thrilling pleasure came from the sword, making people want to live and die.

"Zhang, Teacher Zhang, you, you have to help me and say something nice to the director of the teaching department." Wang Xiaobing wanted to divert her attention, but because he was quite excited, his speech was intermittent.

"Heck, you're afraid, so why are you still in a relationship?" Zhang Jing knew that Wang Xiaobing and Dong Lili were boyfriend and girlfriend, and felt a little jealous. She hoped that he would get closer to her and give her more happiness.Now, seeing him begging for mercy like this, I am very happy.

"Mr. Zhang, master, please. I, I will not let you down." Wang Xiaobing's treasured sword became more and more angry, and he lifted it up high, as if to shake Zhang Jing's hand away, and flew into her cave to practice the sword Law.

"Then how do you thank me?" Zhang Jing said with a smile.

"Make you immortal." Wang Xiaobing felt that the sword was about to catch fire.

"Heck, that's good, I'll try my best to help you." Zhang Jing is also a master of Kung Fu, and at this time, he fully displayed the essence of Jiuyin White Bone Claw, and had the most friendly communication with his precious sword.

A macho man like Wang Xiaobing is now trembling slightly due to the infinite pleasure delivered by the sword.He glanced at Zhang Jing, who was fighting attentively, and suddenly became ruthless. He also reached into her crotch with his left hand, stroking her mysterious place through the skirt.

All of a sudden, Zhang Jing let out an "ahhh", her waist straightened, and two small peaks protruded slightly from her chest. Although they were not charming, they were also slightly scenic to watch.She clamped her legs tightly, trying to clamp his left hand, but the five fingers of his left hand were very flexible, and all the power of one yang finger was applied to the two whetstones beside the entrance of her cave.

"Ahh..." Zhang Jing trembled all over, and could no longer resist the attack of his Yang finger, and let out a series of whispers.

"Hehe..." Wang Xiaobing finally laughed heartily, proud of the fact that he defeated her with his Yiyang finger.

"Darling, you, you, ah, ah, you are too powerful." Zhang Jing folded her legs into two legs, but she couldn't resist his attack with one yang finger.

"Each to each other." Wang Xiaobing also kept swallowing, because her Nine Yin White Bone Claw skill is also quite strong, making his precious sword make a long howl, which is no match for her attack.

"My dear, let's do it." A lot of spring water overflowed from Zhang Jing's crotch spring, which wetted her skirt.Her cheeks were full of blush, as if she had drunk wine, and her charm was intoxicating.

"This is the office." Not long after work in the afternoon, there will be other teachers coming to walk around, Wang Xiaobing is also afraid that the spring will be leaked, after all, the two-man sports are not just for free.

"Ah, that's right." Zhang Jing bit her lower lip tightly, holding back the endless lust coming from her lower body.She was going to be burned by the fire of lust.

Wang Xiaobing's left hand was also wet and stuck to her spring water.He also knew that she could no longer resist the attack of his Yang finger, and finally asked to meet with his sword, so a successful smile appeared on his face.

Because the rattan chair is facing the door, sitting on one side of the rattan chair, you can see the situation outside the corridor.Now, there is no one in the corridor, so Wang Xiaobing became more courageous, and suddenly dragged Zhang Jing over, hugged her in his arms, pressed his hands on the two small peaks in front of her chest, and practiced on them. The famous iron claw skill.

Both of them stared at the corridor, as long as they heard footsteps or saw a figure, they could react immediately.Her upturned and plump buttocks sat on his lap and kept grinding.When her plump buttocks are sharpened, she sharpens the precious sword that is pressed underneath.His treasured knife had indeed lost his temper, and he tried every means to stab upwards, piercing her trousers and underwear, and entering her cave for a happy time.

When the two were close together, each other's body temperature blended together, forming a more vigorous fire of desire, burning his and her's blood vessels, and the nostrils made a "hush, wheeze" sound.

At the moment when the fire was burning, Zhang Jing wished to merge herself into Wang Xiaobing's body, and let the cave trap his precious sword forever, so as to quench her extreme thirst.Not only did she use her buttocks to sharpen his sword, but she also used her back to sharpen his chest, so as to increase the area of ​​friction between the two of them, thereby gaining more pleasure.

"Mr. Zhang, your water dripped onto my crotch." Wang Xiaobing felt that his crotch was wet, and her spring water seeped into his treasured sword, which seemed to be moistened and became stronger and more vigorous.

"Hehe, I don't want to do that either." Zhang Jing's perky buttocks accelerated the grinding speed instead, and she was determined to summon his precious sword to appear, otherwise, she would never give up.

"I can't help it anymore." Wang Xiaobing licked his dry lips, feeling that there was no moisture in his mouth, and he couldn't even swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Sweetie, I am the same." Zhang Jing seemed to be sitting on a spring bed, her buttocks kept rising and falling, to tease the limit of his sword's endurance.

"Then let's do it." Wang Xiaobing also became ruthless, and put his hands on the two small peaks in front of her chest to increase the power of the Iron Claw Kung Fu to the maximum, making her nostrils say "hmmmm".

"Okay." Zhang Jing gasped as she wished for nothing.

At this time, her spring water had completely wet his crotch, it was wet and sticky.Her perky butt also annoyed his sword.His treasured sword was on top of her plump buttocks with perseverance, and he kept knocking on the gate of her cave, hoping to enter and live in the cave as soon as possible.