Pathological Obsession (NPH, Compulsion)

professional ethics of being a duck

(really what is a duck ? a prostitute? )

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Pathological obsession (NPH, compulsion) (original name: "Blackened Pathological Collection") - Professional ethics of being a duck

During the day, Chunhe Tower was bustling with people, but the top floor was very different from the hustle and bustle outside. The dark corridor was silent, and heavy soldiers guarded the door. I don’t know what kind of dignitaries were received inside
. There is a fiery love affair going on inside the door. Looking at the source,
the graceful and alluring female body is looming in the gauze curtain. Through the thin curtain, it is swinging up and down with a lustful amplitude of blushing and heartbeat. The dazzling red and swollen breasts are plump and erect. Upturned, the woman is riding up and down on a strong and powerful saddle with a small red face, her lips are pursed with a bright red color, dripping with fragrant sweat, and she is as moving as a flower.
The beauty frowns, sandwiched between the legs on both sides of her thin waist. The meat kept trembling, but it still tried hard to swallow the thick and hard thing between the legs. It was lovable like a newborn cub, panting softly for mercy, and a few broken and weak sobs oozed from the throat to
play with. Looking at the beautiful scenery on his body, he felt the shuddering and itching caused by the breasts rubbing against his palms. Instead of pity, the man became more and more excited. The cock that could barely be eaten became more swollen and thicker, and he clenched it with his big calloused hands. With your slender waist, you are breathing rapidly and repressedly. You can’t tell whether it’s pain or pleasure
(…………)
You fall into the man’s arms like a bird that is about to die, unable to hold on any longer, and you still don’t forget your career. Conduct yourself, muster up your energy and speak tenderly
, "My lord... My lord..."
The sounds passed through Song Ting's heart like feathers, and the surging emotions made his heart ache. He held up your soft little face lovingly, tenderly. You put your lips in your mouth and sucked, your cock still stuck in your hole, you gently and slowly thrust out your hips,
the hole made a sizzling sound, and the ambiguous and salty smell spread in the air. You meekly accepted his gradually suffocating deep kisses, and you behaved well from time to time. Yelling a few times, the man's eyebrows are indeed gentler.
You slowly close
your eyes. The people who come here are either rich or noble. This one is a real big shot. You have already heard about it. A man disguises himself as a woman and joins the army for his mother. There is blood and swords. The status that Fengzhong has gained with every punch is a thousand times stronger than those of the masters and young masters who rely on their father's family and his wife's family. They
are also generous with their actions. What you did is that you haven't come out to see anyone all morning, and now there is still a smell in your throat. Aunt Shiwei’er
is already famous for her work. If you eat this noble man’s cock, you will live a long life.
It’s another half hour. You sat obediently by the bed, tying the belt with your hands a little clumsily. When the man saw it, his heart As soon as he softened, he walked up and took the belt naturally. There was a faint sweetness exuding from the small fabric. Song Ting took a breath and then said hoarsely,
"Why are you so stupid that you can't even tie a bellyband?"
"My lord, you are talking about" The soft and weak
bellyband barely covered your exquisite figure. You stuffed the overflowing breasts back in front of the man. Naturally, you heard the sound of gasping
and raised your eyes silently. The wet cock that had just fucked you was silent. It hangs between your legs, like a giant beast that has been dormant for a short time. You said softly,
"I haven't cleaned up yet. The waiters are careless and they have to be light-handed and heavy-handed. Please help me clean my mouth."
After that, Song Ting then saw the lovely man kneeling on the ground and coming closer, grabbing the roots of his strong legs with her small hands, feeling the drooping penis being warmly touched, and the next second her soft and warm mouth took it from the top.
(Full version of Aiden Wudongdong)
When Song Ting left Chunhe Tower, the sky had darkened.
You stood by the window and watched the low-key carriages and horses go further and further away until they disappeared at the intersection, leading to a road that only royal nobles could enter.
"What, is it determined to be him this time? " "
A man's low sneer suddenly sounded from behind. His slightly high-pitched voice sounded like a famous actor on the stage. Love, hate, anger and ignorance were all present here. You seemed to have no response as if you didn't hear it. Your tender cheeks were hidden in the shadows. Revealing a sense of indifference and ruthlessness
, "You have a really big appetite. It is true that you despise the name of the Earl's son compared to the great generals fighting on the battlefield, but are you so sure that he can take you out?" I am a popular person in front of the emperor, so I can take a fancy to your body, which is in ruins! "
The last few words suddenly became fierce, suppressing the endless hatred and faintly revealing the madness. The man stared at you with scarlet eyes, wishing to tear you apart and eat you.
Such a heartless woman, why not just die!
Every time the door of the room was closed for a moment, Duan Lin's heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife, and the pain finally turned numb.
The woman was wearing the light-colored clothes she wore when she first met him, and she was as beautiful as a daffodil swaying. Duan
Lin I feel that I am hopeless. Even at this point, you are extremely beautiful in my own eyes. They say that hatred makes people look hateful. Does he hate you more or love you more?
Duan Lin himself can’t tell the difference between
your fair skin. His face was calm and indifferent, perhaps slightly confused, and he didn't understand why the person who just wanted to eat him was now so intimate with you,
his arms wrapped around your waist, and he kept touching you ambiguously, and your clothes were soon covered again. Opening the door, you looked at the scene outside the window, silently accepting
the overflowing sounds
...
In early September, the general got married, but he only held a few banquets in a low-key manner and invited some close friends. After all, the bride's status as an official... was insulting to elegance, the general thought. Even the emperor did not allow it. The woman who came out of the building was stained with a lot of evil.
But the general loved that woman very much. He gave birth to three daughters in succession in a few years. Everyone envied them. They were happy
until Song Ting found her. When it comes to the bamboo horse and a pair of children that his wife has set up outside,
they say they are bamboo horses, but they are just low-level servants who served around him before becoming a slave. They are not even considered to have a room together. The child is actually one month older than He Xi, and the youngest son is even two months old. Song Ting could not be angry when he wanted
to be gentle and happy, but he turned around and had a baby with someone outside. However, his little wife, who had always been obedient to him, changed her behavior and protected the father. The girl in front of her was like a heartless wolf, while the child was clinging to his clothes and calling to his mother. Song Ting's eyes were filled with tears. Without thinking, he pierced the man's heart with a sword, but he lost his breath in an instant. He hit her with the other hand. On your neck, the woman fainted in his arms. After being held tightly by him and venting his anger, Song Ting managed to regain his senses and looked at the siblings coldly. The younger one cried into tears after never seeing blood. The big one is barely calm, and the round eyes similar to yours are filled with hatred. These two are of great use. They can't kill him. "The man couldn't die completely. I also scratched him with a few more swords until he was unrecognizable. Don't use it." Look at me like that. If you want that bitch’s child to be okay, just behave as usual.” “There is a magic medicine in the Western Regions. If you take it, women can also give birth to children. Hewan and Yue should also have a younger sister and younger brother. From now on, "You have a baby in your belly." "If you have one, I will keep the two children safe for ten years and let them study. You won't be able to figure out the debt." "Next, it's time to talk about the things between us. You know, I have never been so angry in decades. I am so angry that I can’t let it go even when I see your face.” “I can’t bear to touch you, so I can only take it out on those two children. I don’t want you to go through the road you have walked.” My son should go through it too." "Okay, why are you crying? I feel soft-hearted when I cry, but when I think of how you deceived me, the soft-heartedness disappears without a trace." ... "Yes. …Phew…that’s right…” “You always know how to make me happy…continue” …

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