Chapter 349 (+18)

Unwilling to end the Original match (32) {Unedited} +18

"Who?! A virtual shadow, an illusion, a fantasy dream, a spring palace play performed by Zhou Min alone..." It's okay for Di Simo to say nothing. As soon as he said that, Zhou Min's heart began to feel pain.

"You know?!" Di Simo was a little surprised, but this accident was relieved after she remembered what she said to herself when she met her in the demon world. If she really saw the retroactive situation, then this matter could not be hidden.

"I know, I know! But this time, I want you to make up for all the spring nights that the world owes me. You have compiled a beautiful dream for me. I want you to do it for me in person, including every time you fuck me on the bed.

Zhou Min's unobstructed words, although he was a little bold, somehow let Di Simo set off a greater heat in his heart. He couldn't stand the instinct of thrusting. He dragged Zhou Min's legs and began to play vigorously. The huge meat stick kept going in and out of the watery flower hole. Although it was blocked by the skirt, he could not see the The powdery meat brought out by his own meat stick, but the skirt friction driven by the insertion action also seriously stimulated his sensory nerves.

"Oh, Zhou Min, you want me to make up for it. OK, I'll do what you want! I'll give it all to you. I'll shoot it all to you. His buttocks shaved quickly, and the shrinkage of the horse's eyes clamped the meat thorn, which made the sensitive Zhou Min's little hole shrink violently, and the hot semen spewed out and poured on his glans.

Di Simo lowered his head and bit her shoulder. In a muffled voice, he put his glans into Zhou Min's uterus, and shot all his essence into her uterus.

Emperor Simo is not afraid that Zhou Min will become pregnant because of this, because the more profound the cultivation of the people in the fairyland, the more difficult it is to nurture the children. In addition, the children of the people in the fairyland are not born through this primitive method of rejecting the people of the fairyland, but directly putting the seeds into the body of the Taoist couple with a secret technique, and ferting them.

"Di Simo... Si Mo..." Zhou Min straightened up and also bit his shoulder. He hugged his clothes with both hands and trembled all over his body to accept the gift from Di Simo.

Di Simo swallowed the skin of Zhou Min's shoulder and neck, and gnawed his teeth finely, leaving deep kiss marks. His lips and tongue licked the red plum reluctantly. The meat stick remained in her little hole and enjoyed the silent warmth.

"Your chest is wet..."

Di Simo's words made Zhou Min's mind return in the clouds in an instant. Only then did she feel that she sprayed milk again at the climax, but this time it was a little similar to the feeling of having sex secretly, so that their clothes were neatly worn on their bodies. Although the people outside could not see the cud, her special physique still made her a little embarrassed at this time. .

"It's all you..." Zhou Min gently twisted her waist and broke away from Di Simo's meat stick, but her legs were a little soft and didn't pay attention. She just stood up, but her feet sat down again, making the half-soft meat stick that was originally in her flower hole deeper into the small hole at this time.

"Well..."

"Um..."

Zhou Min and Di Simo had a sluggish hum and muteness at the same time. Di Simo's eyes were dark. He approached Zhou Min and whispered in her ear, "Are you seducing me again?"

"I didn't..." Zhou Min was also uncomfortable at this time. The feeling of the meat stick expanding rapidly in her body made her legs tremble, and her voice couldn't help whispering softer, without a trace of convincing.

"Reay? But I don't believe it!" Di Simo held a sneer at the corners of his mouth and quickly tied a protective shield around him to prevent being seen by outsiders. In the horror of Zhou Min's eyes, Di Simo picked her up and swept away the dishes.

Between 'ping-pong', she has been placed on the round table by Di Simo.

"Emperor...Emperor Simo... Grandpan, you..."

"I'm not a god who likes to owe others. Since you want me to replenish you, then let's make up for it today. I owe you every spring night in the world!"

The sound of tearing the clothes into his ears, Zhou Min's clothes were torn by Di Simo in an instant. His eyes focused on the woman's beautiful and round snow-white breasts, which were accompanied by drops of milky white juice just sprayed, with a sweet fragrance.

The air seems to be injected with burning magma, and the strong high temperature makes it difficult to breathe.

"You are not a demon. You are a demon, so that the gods can't refuse, and you can charm the demons of the soul... And desire, like the maggots of the tars, is addictive!" He sighed softly.

The fingers moved over, and the expression could not see the joy, anger and emotion, but little by little on the round edge, the skin under the fingertips was still as warm and smooth and elastic as that night, and the fat was like jade...

He enjoyed the fresh, as if he could drip into the water like his skin, and appreciated the woman on the table in the sunshine. He regarded this woman as a delicious food, which was irresistible and pulled him into the abyss.

Until the palm cover buckles the whole perfect arc...

Di Simo gently rubbed Zhou Min's mature roundness, and on the other hand, he felt the desire to explode in Zhou Min's body. He was ready to go and faintly restless...

"In my world, there is only fighting, and there is no retreat. Even if the sea of desire is ups and downs, evil desire is the same..." Suddenly with a sneer, Di Simo bowed his head and rudely put the milk fruit on Zhou Min's chest into his mouth and sucked it crazily.

One hand stroked another elastic and straight breast and rubbed it, and his fingers kept pinching Zhou Min's delicate nipples. The other big hand slid down the woman's thin waist down her small and round buttocks while grasping and rubbing.

"My husband...Um...It hurts...Don't..." A pair of iron cast-like powerful arms tightly wrapped around Zhou Min's willow waist. At this time, the brazenness and coldness in Di Simo's eyes flew down like a sharp eagle, accurately catching Zhou Min's delicate lips.

"Well..." Zhou Min stretched out his hand to push him away, but his big hand held his head behind him and pressed him tightly. His lips repeatedly crushed and squeezed on her lips, forcing her to linger with him.

Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with superficial contact. He forced to pry open her red lips with his teeth, and his hot tongue got into the wet mouth. The gentle hook licked her little tongue, greedily swallowed her incense, and made a shy 'boo' sound.

His strong and domineering autocratic kiss makes people forget that he is a god. At this time, he is more like a demon than her! A unique demon!

His clothes had dissipated quickly at some point, and her clothes had already been torn to pieces by him and scattered on the table and on the ground.

In the sun, he has a slender figure, a broad chest, a flat lower abdomen, and no ferocal muscles, but the texture of his body is perfect like a wolf in the snowfield, and there is a force in every place.

The sun hit him with a layer of gold, making him look so noble and inaccessible, especially the indifference in his eyes, which was obviously close at hand, but Zhou Min did not realize so clearly for a moment that the distance between them was not only between birds and fish, but the gap between the whole sea and the universe!