The wedding feast lasted for half a day......

Atumu didn't accompany the guests to drink until the end, he couldn't wait, he waited too long! Besides, among those so-called guests, which one is worthy of the lord of a city!

O. Connor Nissa also left indifferently with his entourage at the end of the wedding feast. As soon as Fang left the Fugui Pavilion, countless generals and high-ranking officials invited him to continue drinking, and his words were even more flattering.

Connor just made a random excuse to dismiss the flattery. Although everyone was secretly unhappy in their hearts, a few people dared to speak out. That is undoubtedly the old birthday star hanging, and he is too long-lived!

On a certain floor of the Nirvana Pavilion, in an incomparably luxuriously decorated bedroom. The bedroom is so big that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a large hall. The room illuminated by pink lights fills the whole room with color!

Lan Xiang sat on a large bed that could accommodate dozens of people in a dress, and the two small hands on her legs kept clasping each other, as if she was very nervous.

Not far away, Atumu sat at a table, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it dry. With a wrinkled old face, he greedily stared at Lan Xiang opposite.

Seeing Lan Xiang's two pink little hands clasped with each other, it is very cute, he likes cute girls, especially this kind of pure and beautiful girl like a school girl. In his eyes, the orchid has become a piece of delicious, ripe little cherry!

Although they were far apart, he could even smell the body fragrance on Lan Xiang's body, especially the smell "underneath"! He half-held his head high, his eyes slightly closed, greedily sucking, fantasizing!

Good things, he doesn't like to eat them in one bite, he likes to taste them slowly, taste them slowly, and savor all kinds of tastes!

On either side of them, dozens of men and women stand in two columns, who are invited to watch. Among them were his concubines, his children, and even his servants......

Atumu believes that the matter of the bed is a kind of performance art and a kind of beautiful existence.

If it's art, why can't you take it out and share it with others? He likes to have sex with a woman in front of outsiders, even in public, which is exciting! It made him excited!

He doesn't even mind any strangers joining him in a merry, not even anyone he doesn't know! Sex is open, it shouldn't be tied down, and anyone should be sexually blissful!

This is probably his most successful and exemplary achievement!

He was too old and seemed to have drunk too much, even though he was a high-ranking samurai. He stood up tremblingly on the table, and approached Lanxiang step by step with some heavy steps.

No one stepped forward to support him, because he was about to "fight", and a soldier who was stepping into the "battlefield" did not need to be supported, and that was a shame!

With each step, his heart beat faster. But he was a little reluctant, and he was very conflicted. Lan Xiang's breathing also began to be a little short, and her plump breasts rose and fell regularly, she seemed to be very nervous!

Atumu turned his head to look at the "audience" next to him and licked his lips, as if showing off. The audience watched such a scene, swallowing saliva greedily one by one, it seemed to be very **!

When he got closer, Atumu "fluttered" and knelt down on his knees. The nervous Lan Xiang just wanted to step forward to help, but stretched out half of her hand and stopped.

Because she already knew that Atumu had deliberately fallen to his knees.

Atumu's two trembling wrinkled old hands violently held Lan Xiang's two little feet, putting them in front of him with great pity, and his nose came up to sniff Lan Xiang's little feet in crystal shoes deeply, as if he wanted to suck his little feet into his nose.

He actually has a foot fetish! Atumu trembled and took off the orchid-scented crystal slipper, touched the weak and boneless little feet, and looked at the cute toes painted with blue nail polish. His whole body shook lightly like an electric shock, he was too chicken......

He stretched out his tongue covered with tongue coating and licked his little feet in front of everyone's eyes, making a crisp sound of "zizi". Lan Xiang whispered in a coquettish pant:

"It's so itchy! No! It's dirty! ”

The voice was as soft as her wonderful body, her wonderful little feet. The sound undoubtedly stimulates Atumu's male hormones. He reluctantly spit out a little toe from his mouth, smacked his mouth tastefully, raised his face, showed a lewd smile, and licked his lips:

"I love the taste, beauty! It's beautiful! ”

After saying that, he put his two little feet in front of his eyes and gently touched them with his old hand. Despite being light, Lan Xiang still felt the roughness of his palms make her feet hurt!

He put down his little foot lightly and touched it up along Lan Xiang's white and tender calves, Lan Xiang clamped her legs again, and the two jade pressed lightly between the thighs.

Unbeknownst to me, Lan Xiang's thighs were already tightly clamping Atumu's palms, and the wrinkles and calluses on her hands made her delicate thighs hurt. Even so, Lan Xiang didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

Although Atumu's hand was clamped, he was not angry, but rejoiced. It's been a long time since a woman has rebelled sexually in front of him. Even Mrs. Luo let him be on top of his body**, he found a strong pleasure, a feeling that he had not seen for a long time!

He bit his big teeth and went up to push a handful of orchids. In a gasp, Lan Xiang was pushed down on the bed, and Atumu pounced on her like a hungry tiger......

Jumping between her legs, he lifted Lanxiang's skirt and plunged into it. He tried hard to break Lanxiang's legs, sucking and licking......

Lan Xiang's face was full of pain, like a happy expression, and her hands tore at the gorgeous bed quilt tightly. The mouth did not obey the call and shouted "Ah, ah...", this is the first time she has been beaten by a man, or an old man! She always thought that her first time would be her master, but she was wrong!

Atumu didn't seem to have any intention of stopping, and made a "zizi" sucking sound under Lan Xiang's body, although the smell was a little fishy. ** is exciting in front of everyone, and it makes his blood boil even more with a strong one in front of everyone!

Before Atumu could make further moves on Lanxiang, with the light of **, those viewers also couldn't control it, so they pulled a woman to do it at random. There was a terrible smell of erosion in the room, and a sound of silver chaos!

Atumu likes this, likes the group! He is too old to use his mouth in some ways, and to do so will make him hyper and rekindle his passion.

Listening to the silver music in the room, Atumu pulled his head from between Lan Xiang's legs, and took a few deep breaths with a sweaty face, he was so tired that it was not easy to use his mouth!

He groped for Lan Xiang's delicate body, wanting to appreciate Lan Xiang's appearance and Yindang's appearance up close. At this moment, he felt a trace of inexplicable shock. Yes, it's the palpitations, he has the feeling that someone is staring at him, although he has a lot of "audience"!

But there is always a paradoxical feeling lingering in his body, which makes his heart very depressed! He jerked back and looked around the room, but found nothing unusual.

His pupils shrank sharply when he saw the only dark shadow corner in the room. He clearly felt that the feeling of horror was coming from that dark corner!

"What's wrong with the lord of the castle?" Lan Xiang noticed Atumu's strangeness, and asked in a coquettish voice.

"There are people there! Someone's staring at me! Atumu didn't look back, still staring at the dark corner, as if he was afraid that something terrible would run out of the corner.

"Where is there a person there, the city lord is not tired and confused! The concubine still wants it, it's so comfortable, it's so itchy there! Lan Xiang snorted in a ** voice, and at the same time stretched out a small hand between Atumu's legs.

"The lord of the castle is so soft! My little sister is so thirsty, what should I do when I stay for a while? Lan Xiang continued**, as long as Atumu is still a man, he must not be able to stand such words, and he is still a villain who sees his life as his life!

Where did Atumu stand it like this, and he didn't care what was in that dark corner. His Fugui Pavilion, he knows better than anyone else that the security system of the Fugui Pavilion is not an ordinary building! A few people could have gotten into this room without his permission!

Atumu kissed Lan Xiang's cherry blossoms, and used his tongue that still had the smell of fish before to stalk with Lan Xiang, and Lan Xiang did not have a trace of resistance.

They exchanged saliva with each other, one with a fragrant and youthful and beautiful smell, and the other with a foul smell that had not been brushed for decades. From a distance, it looks like a kind grandfather who loves his good granddaughter. How many people know that they are a couple who have just had a wedding? Things in the world are so strange, so wonderful.

The tip of their tongues touched each other's feet, and they felt the taste of each other's bodies, and the numbness on the tip of their tongues made him have endless aftertastes! Lan Xiang could already clearly feel that what was still soft was as hard as iron at this time, tightly pressed against her lower abdomen!

Atumu couldn't control his desires anymore......