"Solution." Zhao Yinfeng gritted his teeth and said.
"I can't solve this, I don't have a tool." Ling Qingyu pointed at his big tree with a smile, and said, "It's better for you to do it yourself."
Once again, a wave of heat surged through his body, and Zhao Yinfeng let go of Ling Qingyu's hand with a bang, and tightly grasped the ground with both hands, bleeding from his fingers.
"Uh... um... ah..." Zhao Yinfeng had already fallen to the ground, twisting his body, moaning continuously overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
As soon as he let go, Ling Qingyu immediately jumped away, put on his clothes and was about to leave, but he couldn't bear to hear him being so angry, and looked back, seeing that he was trying to hook his saber, and hurriedly ran over to grab his saber The knife kicked away, and said: "What's the matter with you, I've already said that I can't help you, and you still want to kill me!"
"Killed... I..." The body's desire could not be stopped, Zhao Yinfeng only felt that his body was not his own, and his whole body seemed to burst, so he could only struggle to say these words. He has his dignity, and he knows the consequences of Yeluye's medicine. If this woman can't help him, he will have to die, and if she dies, Yeluye can't get it.
Ling Qingyu watched him in a dilemma, the battle between heaven and man, and when he saw that he was already sobbing and grasping the branch with his hand to stab his own throat, he finally couldn't help it, grabbed his hand holding the branch, and said: "I don't I know if I can do it, I will try my best to help you."
When Ling Qingyu picked up the clothes, he caught the sweet potato in the purse, took out the sweet potato, and said to him: "I don't know if it will be possible, please bear with it."
Seeing Zhao Yinfeng nod his head, Ling Qingyu turned him over, and then let him support his uninjured leg, fully exposing the posterior acupoint.
That **** is really powerful, without any movement, a lot of liquid has already overflowed in that ****.
Ling Qingyu pressed the fingertips on the nipple, then pressed the sweet potato against the entrance and slowly turned around, stuffing it in step by step.
"Ah..." Zhao Yinfeng groaned in satisfaction.
While pushing the sweet potato in, Ling Qingyu said, "If you feel uncomfortable, just say it."
"Hurry up...deeper...harder..." Without being shy, the instinct of the body has completely dominated Zhao Yinfeng, twisting his body and shouting.
I didn't expect that the sweet potato I brought back across the ocean would be used here for the first time! Ling Qingyu complained to himself in his heart, but the movements of his hands increased, grabbing the sweet potato to find the point of his prostate.
Men like to be inserted behind, nothing more than they have a prostate, the pleasure brought by this prostate sometimes even exceeds that of the front, but finding that point is a technical job. Fortunately, having played with Yang Zhao a few times, Ling Qingyu probably knew the location, and took the sweet potato to explore left and right at that point, and when Zhao Yinfeng yelled loudly and arched his body, he aimed at that point and started attacking.
This man is not Yang Zhao, and he has no respect for himself at all, and he is suspected of revenge. Ling Qingyu has no pity for him, and he doesn't care if he is injured or not. so big.
But this just fits Zhao Yinfeng's current needs. Yeluye's dick can drive people crazy, or they will be attacked by men, and they will end up wanting to stuff everything behind them when they see it. , such a strong thing can only be liberated by more powerful stimuli.
Zhao Yinfeng has never had this kind of experience before. When his couples did it with him, they were very polite and even gentle, so much so that he always thought that this kind of thing was nothing to do, and it was worse than charging and killing him. Excited and happy, but now, the back is constantly being stabbed vigorously, and every time it is pushed to a certain point, the thrilling pleasure surges up layer by layer, making him moan loudly, and his body convulsed Trembling as if, and then the brain suddenly went blank, and the body tensed and convulsed as if it could not be controlled, and then there was a pleasure as if floating in the sky.
Seeing that he had already reached the point of death without a shot, Ling Qingyu wiped the sweat from his head, it was really tiring, but before he rested for a long time, Zhao Yinfeng's body trembled again, unconsciously * * * * said: "Come again... Ah... Come again... Insert it deeper..."
Resigned to his fate, he inserted the sweet potato in again. Ling Qingyu walked around in front of him with the other hand and helped him massage the prostate in front of him. ...oh... come on..."
Ling Qingyu's face was a little dark, she just wanted to finish the job quickly, and didn't listen to his more and more obscene words, just rubbed the sweet potato on his stimulating point fiercely, and the other hand was not idle in front of it Knead bombs.
"Ah... I'm going to die... I'm going to die..." Zhao Yinfeng burst into tears, completely grasped by the extremely intense pleasure. After a burst of convulsions, he reached the peak again, this time spraying liquid from both front and back.
Ling Qingyu didn't wait for him to rest, and continued to poke and thrust. At this time, his penis is stacked, allowing you to get as much as you want at one time, saving you from bothering me to do it again.
The place where she was holding the first sweet potato was a bit rotten due to force, so Ling Qingyu changed another one, and then stuffed both of them in a vicious way, Zhao Yinfeng couldn't help turning over, and put his thigh Open wide to make it easier for her to get in.
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 is even more beautiful. The abdomen does not need to be exerted to have a perfect eight-pack abs, which corresponds to the two chest muscles. Although the jungle in his lower body is lush, it is not annoying, even the big tree is pink. At this time, his beautiful and powerful thighs were opened wide, revealing all his own **, such a seductive male body.
While helping him, Ling Qingyu thought: "Fuck, the first thing this guy does after waking up is to kill 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.
Zhao Yinfeng hugged her tightly for a while, and then his whole body became limp, his lower body almost became a vast ocean, and the tree finally died down.
Seeing him limp on the ground, his eyes rolled white, he sniffed first. Fortunately, he was still alive, but he was so excited that he fainted. Covering him with his clothes, Ling Qingyu stood up and packed his things quickly.
The rain outside has gradually subsided, but the sky is still dark, yes, it should be night now.
Going out in such weather, I'm afraid I just got out of the tiger's mouth and don't know where I will fall into.
Taking Zhao Yinfeng's waist knife, Ling Qingyu sat down by the entrance of the cave, and ran away as soon as he made any abnormal movements. His leg was already broken, and she didn't think he still had the strength to catch her after being tossed down again.
Zhao Yinfeng only felt that he was floating in the sky, and when he was able to land, he realized that he had just lost his will and was in a coma for a while. And even though he woke up now, his body was completely in a relaxed and weak state. Although this state made him feel too comfortable to move, he also knew 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, holding his knife tightly in her hand.
Zhao Yinfeng sneered in his heart, do you think I can't do anything to you if I sit so far away with a knife? A woman who is so skillful and familiar with that kind of thing appeared in this mountain, and even appeared when he was hit by that embarrassing dick, no matter how you think about it, such a woman, and that kind of thing You can't let people know, so you can only die.
As soon as this idea came up, Zhao Yinfeng himself was taken aback, and then another emotion surged in his heart, he had never experienced such a pleasure before, the kind of pleasure that taught people to lose themselves was both intoxicating and intoxicating. Scary.
As soon as he moved his fingers, the woman immediately turned her head and looked at him vigilantly, so Zhao Yinfeng also opened his eyes and looked at her.
"You...recognize me?" Ling Qingyu asked cautiously.
"Who are you? Tell me the address. After I go down the mountain, I will ask a matchmaker to go to your house to propose a marriage." Zhao Yinfeng closed his eyes and struggled for a long time, then opened them and asked.
Ling Qingyu heaved a sigh of relief, as if someone was calling his name in the small sound of rain, he felt excited, stood up, put the waist knife at the entrance of the cave, and smiled at Zhao Yinfeng: "You don't know me Just right, we will meet indefinitely!"
Then he ran out of the cave and shouted, "Here I am, here I am."
Zhao Yinfeng saw her get up and put his hands on the ground, but his physical strength was too much, and he fell powerlessly just before the entrance of the cave. .
There seemed to be a voice calling for herring in the distance, the voice was very hoarse, as if his throat was bleeding.
Zhao Yinfeng propped up his body and sat on the stone wall. At this time, the rain had lightened and the moonlight was getting brighter. The woman could be seen running over to meet the shout, and then jumped down from the high stone wall by herself. The woman embraced tightly in her arms, heard the woman say a few words, and led the woman to leap up the stone wall.
Zhao Yinfeng frowned unconsciously, such a master, who is that woman? herring? fishing
As soon as he landed on the open space on the stone wall, Yan San staggered. Ling Qingyu quickly supported him and asked, "Are you injured?"
Yan San smiled and shook his head, the hands around her waist trembled a little, it's okay, it's okay.
His voice was hoarse like that, his eye circles were black and his clothes were already in tatters, he thought he was looking for him all the time, but he rushed down from such a far place, the sky was so dark, the rain was so heavy, and there were cliffs , he must have suffered a lot.
Ling Qingyu reached out to hug him in heartache, but saw that his face froze, and then he touched a few branches in his hands. Ling Qingyu pulled his clothes away, and sure enough, he saw a few branches tied with cloth strips under his ribs, and he didn't feel anxious. Said: "Is it a broken rib? Why are you running around like this? Do you want to die?"
"It's nothing serious." Yan San's voice yelled blood in the middle of the night, and the pain was severe when he spoke, and the ribs were indeed in severe pain. He didn't find anyone along the way, and he didn't have the heart to take care of himself. The pain in my body, now I have found someone, and as soon as I relax, all the pain surges up, but it is not the time to relax, Yan San suppressed the blood in his chest again, and said: "Let's go up, there are people over there. In other words, Yan Qi and the others are also easy to find."
"Stop talking." Hearing his voice, Ling Qingyu burst into tears, put his arm on her shoulder and said, "I'll help you, let's walk over slowly."