In the hall in the middle of the night, there was more black and less white, and the unsightly scene was like a feast for a group of crows. A pair of rough palms caressed her body, and the widow Beiyin imprisoned her from behind, and the one who should come will always come.

"Open your eyes and look." He has a rough throat, but he can't refuse.

As the curve went up, her skin became more and more delicate, the touch almost drove him crazy, the woman in his arms began to tremble slightly, she seemed to tremble easily, and he finally mastered her softness completely. The small lotus is pointy, cute, and more to be picked.

The hand that holds the knife all the year round, rough and hard, slashes across the surface of her skin, is a silent torture, the man who knows this well, deliberately stirs up a wave, her body can't help but shake with it, this time, he wants to conquer her in a different way, all women are allowed in front of him, only one posture is allowed, and that is submission.

"You, can you hurry up." Xun Youyou urged impatiently, isn't that the thing, it's not that she hasn't watched "Golden Vase Plum".

In the next second, King Beiyin pinched the cranberry in his hand fiercely, a woman who didn't understand amorous feelings.

"Ahh

"If you say anything more, I'll kick you outside." Beiyin pressed her throat and threatened her, isn't she high, he wants to see how backbone she is.

"You're perverted!" Xun Youyou scolded him in his heart, he was really a twisted pervert.

"You'll beg me later." Beiyin seemed to be able to hear the voice in her heart.

There may be a woman's strange cry in the hall, Xun Youyu's heart is beating in horror, but her body is uncontrollable, twisting and twisting gently with the movement of his hand, and a wave of heat hits out of nowhere, and the corners of her forehead are sweating.

"From now on, you have to remember this feeling." Beiyin said slowly behind her.

He parted her legs slightly, and buried them deep without hesitation.

"Hmm......" Xun Youyou was suddenly violated, so he had to suppress the imminent cry.

"Shhhh The body was fierce, and even if he didn't look at her face, he knew how funny her expression was at the moment.

She was, so wonderful, at first, almost made him think that her body was rejecting him, but gradually the enthusiasm that covered him was so wet that he was so satisfied, and he couldn't control it.

Xun Youyu's body couldn't find support, like a fallen leaf in a storm, thrown into the air, or knocked down by the rain and stuck in the mud, her body shook violently with the gallop of the man behind her. In the eyes of the widow Beiyin, her helpless appearance is an unparalleled invitation.

A burst of irrepressible and unfamiliar joy came, Xun Youyou stuffed her index finger into her mouth indiscriminately, and bit it tightly with her teeth, she was extremely disgusted by her body's response. King Beiyin chuckled, he couldn't be more clear and familiar with the upcoming moment. The little white rabbit under him was no match for him at all, but her blooming posture was touching, and it also made him want to please her further.

Thinking of this, King Beiyin restrained his smile, and that inexplicable sense of irritability came up again. Impatiently, he accelerated the rhythm of his body, hastily ended the war, and withdrew. Xun Youyou, who lost her support, quickly collapsed on the ground, and on such a cold winter night, her back was wet, and the cold wind blew, and she couldn't help but stir her spirit.

"How can they save their lives?" Xun Youyu barely regained his strength.

"Look at the mood of this king." King Beiyin had already prepared.

"Don't you feel despicable fiddling with the fate of a group of weak women?" The first thing Xun Youyu recovered was her aggressiveness.

"Do you know that Emperor Nanping once slaughtered the Tulun tribe almost as much as possible?" King Beiyin said coldly.

"How can I let them go?"

"It's none of my business."

After being silent for a long time, Xun Youyou gently spit out a sentence:

"I beg you"

"Oh? There is no sincerity. ”

"What kind of sincerity?"

"Please me, make me happy, until I am satisfied." King Beiyin looked a scoundrel, I don't know why, he just likes to see her begging for perfection.

"Okay." Xun Youyou stood up and met the gaze of the widow Beiyin.