The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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Jimo replied to her with action, and screamed, tearing her clothes away, revealing the softness of her chest.

First bite gently with your teeth, then use your tongue to make a roundabout. The magical fascination is lost by his awkwardness. When his tongue is hooked, the whole body is numb from the tip of the finger to the tip of the toe. I live in the man's waist, and I can't stop it in my mouth.

Jimo has sucked one to **** the other one, and the skirt worn under the illusion has long been unsatisfactory. It wrinkles up and pulls it onto the leg. The bottom pants slide to the knee socket, that is, Moya stretches a hand and goes in to pick the flower. When I touched it, it was already wet.

The fingers reached out and dialed twice. They pulled out and pinched the soft meat in the middle of her thigh. The grease was like a mass, and it felt slippery. The waist arched and looked for his position.

The illusion is tense and tight, and Moya doesn't want to hurt her, but kisses her earlobe. "Relax, relax, my blood is not as good as it used to be..."

The illusion screamed and laughed, and the laughter, that is, Moya suddenly entered her.

At the end of the ink, a low-pitched snoring sounds, and with his movements, the illusion is swallowing.

This is a good time, come fast, go fast.

After half an hour, Jimo let go of the sweaty illusion, and the two of them embraced the bed and squatted for a while.

The thrills brought by the thunder and robbery, the dangers are like a ring, and the heart is full of embarrassment, and finally completely dissipated.

Jimo has a fascinating face, "Shantou, do we go to Canglang Xuegong to become a pro or go to the clouds? Or in the holy city?"

"Go to the Canglang Xue Palace! If you are in the clouds, you are afraid of bringing a fright to A Niang. The Holy City is not suitable. There are many people watching."

"Well, when I am refining this devastating thunder, I will be married. This time I am tired of you, so that your two Lingbao repairs are retired."

The illusion is getting up from his arms and dressing, although the old man is old, cough! This is a big day, and I feel a little embarrassed about doing this.

"Nothing, my Lingbao is too fast in advance, and I will re-cultivate after the reduction. The foundation is still solid."

Just saying, suddenly, that is, the ink is pale.

His Long Lingbao struggled from his wrist and flew out. The thunder and lightning on his body seemed to be unusually uncomfortable. He thundered in the air, and the giant tail swept the decorations in the dormitory.

Several times, almost swept on the face of the illusion.

Jimo is also dressed and swearing, "Quiet!"

Long Lingbao also turned back to the fierce embarrassment of Jimo, the momentum is too strong, scared that the illusion of the side of the ink is a bit trepidation.

Jimo End finally suppressed the Dragon Lingbao with willpower and let it return to the wrist.

The forehead is already full of sweat.

There is a bad feeling in my heart, "What is wrong with Long Lingbao?"

"If you don't get in the way, there may be some sequelae. It has swallowed the thunderbolt and lightning, and it has suffered some retinitation. It may be a while. After refining the lightning, it should be fine."

The illusion of the eyelids has a little jump, "Really? You don't lie to me."

Jimo Ya helped her to smash her hair, and her smile was gentle and gentle. "Really, you are now retreating, entering the space to practice, re-cultivation is not difficult, eat more spiritual food, spiritual planting, can not be repaired in a year or two. Come back, I just want to help Long Lingbao refine and refine this thunder, it takes about ten days and a half."