Stealing the Protagonist Gongs Away in a Shou-Centered World to Have Gang S*x

Immortal Cultivation: 10/The Master was pressed into the bush

Immortal Cultivation: 10/The Master was pressed into the bush by his little disciple and then violated, and he gushed out intestinal fluid like he was incontinent

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In the front yard, Wang Duanqiu was sitting on the couch, his fiery red clothes embroidered with intricate golden patterns. He lazily supported his head with one hand, and the other hand was stretched out, with black butterflies resting on his fingertips.

A few days ago, the ancient secret realm was reopened, and several high-grade magic weapons suddenly flowed out of the immortal world. What is puzzling is that these magic weapons have been recorded in the book and belong to the Holy Lord Xuanzhi.

This matter was only spread in a small area of ​​the city near the secret realm. When the demon messenger heard it, he flew over to tell Wang Duanqiu.

It happened that Wang Duanqiu had a good memory. He recalled that at the Ascension Conference more than ten years ago, his master did not go to the Honghuang Secret Realm. So where did these things come from? It became intriguing.

He thought it over again and again, and asked the demon envoy to investigate. Today, the demon envoy found out where those treasures came from, and came to report, but...

Without any warning, Wang Duanqiu suddenly smelled a cold and alluring fragrance, and the scenery in front of him faded and turned into the mountains behind.

Under the bright moonlight, the Immortal Venerable was only wearing a thin garment that was made translucent by water. He lay on the grass, hunched over with his thin waist. His wet flat belly left a mark of a long and thick strip of flesh, which was extremely eye-catching under the moonlight. His cold black eyes now had dilated and absent-minded pupils.

The limp penis beneath him was suddenly wrapped in layers of tight, wet heat that seemed to be real, shrinking tighter and tighter, emitting burning heat.

Wang Duanqiu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Outside, a bamboo forest.

Fu Feng was practicing with the sword, and the sound of breaking wind was sharp. Suddenly, he knelt on one knee and could not help but groan. A large piece of his black robe was visibly lifted up. He gasped for a long time, opened his pair of dark eyes, and read coldly as if a storm was about to come.

"Chuan, long, thinking."

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The body, which had never even masturbated, was penetrated by the evil penis of another male. The swollen and red bloodshot thing went straight in, directly stretching out every inch of the tender folds in the Immortal Master's body. It was so big and hot and went in very deep, that the Immortal Master could even clearly feel the unbearable foreign body sensation of the hard glans pressing against the opening of his rectum, and the blue veins throbbing with excitement.

Continuous white light exploded in Tang Tang's mind and he had difficulty breathing. Although his evil bastard apprentice was very rude when he came in, he could not withstand the ruthlessness and ice spiritual power that this body had practiced for nearly a thousand years. The spider venom of the poisonous spider also made his perennially cold body temperature rise suddenly.

The ice melted into water. One could imagine how sensitive the sword cultivator was right now. So, although this rough breaking of his virginity was painful, it was also so pleasurable that it made him lose his voice. He froze for a long time, unable to calm down the deadly pleasure.

Chuan Changsi just thought he was in pain, actually he didn't feel much, this kind of perfect harmony was also something he learned after he had evil intentions towards his master. He looked like a veteran, but in fact he was almost ejaculated as soon as he entered the hole because of the increasingly strong suction of his master's wet and hot flesh hole. His tailbone was numb, and if he had a tail, the hair would have stood up.