Sometimes it’s not always a good thing to be lucky. Although a man’s greatest wish is to marry a beautiful wife, who can live in the kitchen and work in the living room, and preferably be lustful in bed, it may not be possible to have such a big toad jumping in the street… If you are unlucky enough to marry a demonic wife who wants you to go to war, and who wants to squeeze you to the bone in bed, even if you are physically strong… there will be a time when your body will run out of energy…
The Flesh Bottle (I)
At three o’clock, at the foot of South Mountain.
Manti, in his mid-twenties, quietly approached a fresh grave with a mud rake and an axe.
The yellow mud on the grave had not yet dried up, and under the moonlight, one could see a few words on the stone tablet, “Tomb of Concubine Yang Bier”!
“This is the grave, it was buried in the evening!” Manti picked up a mud rake and hoed the grave open in a few strokes.
The coffin was exposed and this grave was shallow.
Manti’s eyes showed exuberance: “I believe there is some gold and silver jewelry, right?” He swung his axe.
The lid of the coffin gave way, and Manti threw down his axe, jumped down into the pit, and removed the lid.
“Oh!” He yelped softly.
Inside the coffin lay a young girl of two or eighteen years.
Her eyes were closed, but you could tell she was beautiful, with a sharp nose, a thin book of a small mouth, and though her face was a little pale, a large square of jade hung from her chest.
Manti reached out to touch the jade, and before his hand touched it, it touched her breast.
Her two jade peaks were bulging, and the jade block rested between her breasts.
Manti’s fingers met a mass of elastic muscle.
The pleasure of that contact made him unable to resist, and he trembled as he ran his hands down to her breasts.
“Wow!” He yelped softly, he couldn’t get a full grip on that peppery breast with the board of his hand, even though it was through his birthday suit.
Mandy couldn’t help but grip the soft flesh vigorously, and he only felt his lower body harden.
Originally, the body of a dead person should be icy and stiff, but, the fleshy mass of Yang Baili was still soft and still warm.
“Okay, I’m going to try it today!”
Manti reached into the coffin and tried to pick up Yang Bier.
Just then, she suddenly opened her eyes.
“The dead man opens his eyes!
“Ouch!” Mandy was scared shitless, although he was a grave robber, it was the first time he had encountered a dead person coming back to life!
The girl’s eyes were large and full of tears: “Come… pick me up… take me away…” She gazed into his eyes.
As if he was hypnotized, Manti carried her on his back, and he climbed up the grave pit towards the place where he lived… The young girl had her arms wrapped tightly around his head, her legs clamped tightly around his waist, and she seemed to be very aroused as she made her way along the rugged mountain path.
Because the bone on his back, in the half waist just protrudes a piece, this piece of bone, just happened to press on her mare, and her cunt nucleus, was pressed by his back bone, coupled with the walking standoff throw, so that she has indescribable stimulation.
Yang Hui-er’s eyes were glazed over as she gasped, “Oh… ah…”
Mandi felt that her breasts were pressed against each other, and her nipples seemed to be hardening and bulging. He was already sweating profusely after walking for half a mile, but after all, he was still in his prime: “This bitch… I’ll have to give her… a good beating!”
Just off the trail, he saw a smooth rock.
“Shit! If you want to fuck… I’ll come with you…” Manti put her down on the rock as soon as he could.
Under the starlight, only the bottle’s winks were visible, her mouth gasped uncontrollably, and her breasts rose and fell sharply.
With one hand, Manti went to pull at her “clothes”!
Bottle on the body of the “birthday suit” thin and not secure because, he forced as a piece of broken.
His desire in the head, also do not care whether she has become a “demon”, or “human”, three a few times, the bottle has no inches.
Her white body was as white as a “living person”.
Her tits, very round, two nipples and big grains, the mare hairy under her belly.
Manti removed the ancient jade from her neck, tucked it into his arms, and pressed on afterward.
“Oh… oh…” A sound of pleasure escaped from the bottle’s mouth.
He bent his head over her chest, and with his mouth open, he took one of her large red date-red nipples and sucked on it furiously, while with his free hand, he grabbed one of her breasts.
He was slurping milk and rubbing her breasts hard.
Bottle tilted her belly up and clamped her legs around his waist, her hairy mare, brushing right up against his belly.
She pressed her hands on his head: “Come on… faster…”
Manti was a young man, and after a few moments of slurping, his lower body was already hard and bulging: “I… don’t care if you are a ghost or a human being…” He let go of his grip on her tits and went to unzip his pants.
Her eyes were half-closed, her legs were wide open, and her pussy was glistening with water, as if welcoming his baby.
Manti took hold of his meat stick and just pushed it hard towards her mare!
“Squeak!” The sound of his meat stick went straight through to the bottom.
A look of both satisfaction and strangeness came over Manti’s face.
Her pussy slurped at his glans as if by suction.
There was a look of contentment on Manti’s face.
When he tried to pull out the meat stick and stick it back into the mare, but, the prick just wouldn’t pull out.
“AH… AH…” He clasped his hands around the rock and tried to pull his prick out, but he couldn’t pull himself out when he used all his strength.
“You… you have demonic powers…” A cold sweat broke out on Mandi’s forehead.
It turned out that Manti felt that his thick prick was tightly clamped once he inserted it into his female pussy.
The bottle lying on her back on the rock smiled charmingly: “Young man! It is you who saved me alive, slave to be grateful to you!”
The small of her back suddenly pushed upward.
“Ohh… ohh… ah…” Mandi felt that a tender opening was sucking on his glans, and he felt a sweet sensation, and his body shivered a few times, and he cried out, “I can’t… I can’t… I can’t do it…” “
He tried to brace himself, but his belly and prick were right up against her, and the two of them went down like glue.
“You… you…” Mandi cried out again, feeling that all the blood in his body seemed to be rushing to the “dantian”, and he was spewing out several times more semen than usual. He felt that all the blood in his body seemed to be rushing to the “dantian”.
As Mandi’s face turned whiter and whiter, his voice grew weaker and weaker: “No… you… are a demon…”
After he spat out the last word, his body crouched down on top of hers.
Manti didn’t die of gas, he was just weak as silk.
The naked Yang Bottle lifted her jade leg and kicked him into the grass.
She stood up: “Zhao Quan, you want me to die? I won’t die!”
She looked at the torn life jacket and frowned: “Young man, I’m sorry, without you robbing the tomb, Nunu wouldn’t have been saved!”
She reached down and went to undo his blouse.
Inside Mandy’s arms, there was a sudden flash of blue light, “Oh!” Bottle took a step backward: “Damn the evil jade!”
With one hand, she undid Manti’s sash and peeled his top off.
The man’s blouse, which was wider, she wore over herself, her calves still showing.
Bottle grinned with a grimace and disappeared into the night sky.
It took a moment for Mandi to stand up: “Wow… I met a ghost… a female ghost sucked my essence…”
He felt dizzy: “When morning comes… someone will surely realize that the tomb is being robbed… I… I must go!”
All that was left of him was his small, close-fitting coat, and the piece of jade was still inside his coat. Mandi stumbled and ran towards the mountain road… Early in the morning of June 13th, someone beat a drum at Kaifeng Palace.
Bao Gong ascends to the hall.
The drummer was the bone-thin salt merchant Zhao Quan, who seemed to have no half a pound of flesh on his body and was as breathless as a swimmer.
“Lord Pao… the grave of my concubine… has been robbed…” Zhao Quan looked as if he was surprised.
Duke Bao slapped the wood: “The grave robbers are only rat thieves, you report to the earth security will not be enough?”
Zhao Quan knelt down and kowtowed: “Lord Pao… my concubine… was not a human being… but a demon… I… I was afraid that she would come out and harm… people because the body had disappeared!”
Duke Pao was surprised: “What is this? Zhao Quan! Tell me in detail!”
Chiu Chuan then told the story of YANG Baili’s origin…
Two years ago, Zhao Quan escorted the goods to Shanxi to sell, after the office, it is halfway to meet a strange thing.
A young girl hangs a white cloth by the side of the road with the words “Sell your body to bury your mother”!
The young girl was very clear and beautiful, and called herself Yang Bier, and she demanded thirty taels of silver!
The first time Zhao Quan looked at her, he was “hooked” on her.
Her eyes seem to flow out of the water like, thirty two silver, in the salt merchant Zhao Quan, is not a large sum of money.
“Anyway, it’s lonely on the road, so if I buy her, I’ll have someone to keep me company!” Zhao Quan then buys Yang Huier.
He had changed her into clean clothes and was going to possess her that night!
Zhao Quan was already close to forty years old, while Bottle was only eighteen.
He was next to her exquisite skin, slippery breasts: “If you serve me well, you won’t have to worry about the rest of your life!”
Yang bottle winks a little, her eyes like water bottle two tits are very large, nipples are very large grains, pussy hair is a lot, but not curly, but a straight bush.
“This is the Golden Thread Hibiscus pattern!” Zhao Quan knows a little bit about physiognomy: “This woman has a good inner character!”
Bottle was naked and kneeling right in front of Zhao Quan, making Zhao Quan’s heart itch.
She stood up and slowly removed the clothes from her body.
The Flesh Bottle (II)
Zhao Quan’s eyes were fixed even as he watched.
Her body was perfect, not like a teenage girl’s.
Her hand, very gently, touched his crotch.
Zhao Quan’s prick was soft! She pressed her face against his prick.
The breath that Bottle exhaled sprayed on Zhao Quan’s meat stick as she slowly unzipped his pants.
His pants fell down, revealing hairy legs and a purplish-red prick.
Her mouth, first, kissed his glans.
“Oh… ah…” Jo Quan closed his eyes as he was satisfied with Bottle’s winks.
She followed by opening her mouth and gently biting down on his scrotum.
She bites his “balls”, Zhao Quan’s small eggs are very big grains, in addition to biting, she also use the tip of the tongue to lick.
All he felt was a burning in his scrotum.
After Bottle finished biting his two little eggs, she opened her mouth and tried to take his cock.
His “thing” was quite large.
His “thing” filled her mouth to overflowing.
Bottle sucked hard on the fleshy shaft.
The warmth of her mouth, coupled with her flexible tongue, kept teasing his glans… Zhao Quan’s manhood began to thicken and harden.
“Oo…” Bottle let out a low cry, her eyes were red and she had a defeated look on her face, and the worst thing was that Zhao Quan’s penis was so thick that it pushed her mouth to its fullness, and even pushed into the back of her throat!
She seemed to be breathing poorly, but it was as if she didn’t dare not to please Zhao Quan.
“Woo…” Her eyes turned slightly white and saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, giving her a pitiful look.
Zhao Quan saw that his meat stick was already hard and bulging, but he didn’t think so: “Get up!”
He pulls the bottle up and holds her in a “stand-up” position.
Bottle is also very good, she jumped, the female pussy is slanting into Zhao Quan’s prick, followed by her legs clamped, clamped Zhao Quan’s waist.
Zhao Quan cupped her small ass, and before she could exert any force, she suddenly felt a trace of a glans!
“Oh… ah…” he screamed with joy.
The original bottle female seems to have a “heavy door,” as will his prick sucked tightly!
It didn’t matter, the worst part was that her flower center was slurping his glans vigorously as if it had suction.
She winks, her breath panting, her hands tugging at Zhao Quan’s head.
But then her lower body bit into Zhao Quan’s glans, slurping and releasing, slurping and releasing.
Zhao Quan only felt a great pleasure, and did not need to exert himself at all to reach the highest enjoyment.
“Good… good…” he exclaimed darkly.
Not only does that bottle have internal strength, she also puts her two tits and sticks them on Zhao’s full face.
The two big nipples were smeared on his beard and cheeks, and he couldn’t help but bite one of her nipples: “Oooh… Bite you to death…”
Bottle simply “hum” can not come out, her heart beats very fast after the charm power, just a heavy gasp.
Zhao Quan is a salt merchant, the affair is very good, he waist jerked forward a few times, trying to force her to “stop” slurping his glans.
But unexpectedly, Jade gasped: “Ai… Ai… Nuno is coming…” She winced a couple of times.
Chiu Chin felt that his prick was being torn into his uterus, and he felt a sweetness he had never felt before: “Oh… I’ve lost… I’ve lost my sperm too…”
All he felt was a fountain of sperm, as if it was spurting much more and thicker than usual.
It took him at least “three teas” before he could release all his semen.
After Zhao Quan ejaculated, he only felt that his feet were unsteady, his face was green and his lips were white, and he fell down and sat on the bed.
Bottle climbed over: “Officer, are you not feeling well?”
After Zhao Quan’s ejaculation, he felt the need to urinate: “You… bring me the urinal…”
Unexpectedly, the bottle glanced at him: “Why do you need it, the official will be scattered in the mouth of Nunu good!”
Her little mouth opened to hold Zhao Quan’s thing, and he couldn’t help himself, so he shot straight out.
Without saying a word, Bottle drank his urine.
Afterward, she even put Zhao Quan’s pants back on for him before she washed and wiped her lower body, then curled up at his feet to sleep.
Zhao Quan secretly rejoiced: “This girl is really gifted, I only spent tens of rains of silver to buy such a beautiful girl, and with such a hand, she just made my sperm come out like a spring… it was really an achievement of several lifetimes!
He couldn’t help but touch the bottle’s back: “Since you and I have merged, you can be my concubine from now on!”
Only then did the bottle dare to climb higher and wrap her arms around Zhao Quan: “The slave girl is the official’s for the rest of her life!”
The two slept all night cuddled up.
The next morning, Zhao Quan feel “tired” very, originally men will have more or less “erection of Yang” in the morning, but this morning, he found himself that the word, but it is soft, and no “erection of Yang” in the morning. “The
But on the contrary, Yang Bier, after the whirlpool night to the lingering, but all without emaciation breath, but bright and colorful persecution, she is more white and more slippery.
Zhao Quan hired a boat to take her back to Kaifeng.
That night, Yang Bier came to tease Zhao Quan again in the cabin, and she ambled into his arms like a clinging bird.
Although Zhao Quan had eaten a lot of wine, he seemed to have the heart to do it.
Bottle’s hand, lightly touching his chest.
She reached into his arms and rubbed his nipples lightly.
“Bottle, will you just let me rest for the night?” Zhao Quan fell back on his back.
She peeled back the lapels of his shirt to reveal the thick chest.
Bottle stuck out his tongue and kept licking his nipples.
She licked and tugged at his sash “Oh… no…” sighed Jo Chuan “I… can’t do anything about it…”
“Well… Sir, I’ve already rested for the night, so this night, no matter what…” Jade replied vaguely, and her little tongue slowly slid down his chest…
She licked Zhao Quan’s navel, and then came to the “soft” place.
Zhao Quan only felt her wet mouth, sealing his meat shaft again.
Bottle wasn’t sucking this time, her little mouth was just blowing gently against his glans!
The air she blew out was warm and made him feel good as it burned on the glans.
Her little mouth, more than just blowing towards the glans, blew air into that crack in the glans.
“Oh… ah…” Jo Quan couldn’t help but press on the bottle’s hair.
In addition to blowing, she also stretched out the tip of her tongue to tease, and after these efforts, it was strange to say that Zhao Quan’s meat penis, and slowly angled up.
However, instead of a single erection, he was angled to the left.
“Oh… Oh… It’s done… It’s done…” Zhao Quan made sounds of joy.
Bottle immediately lifted her sarong high and pressed down in a woman-on-top position.
The boat met the waves and threw itself up and down.
And after Bottle had incorporated his not-fully-hard penis into her own pussy, she just held it still.
All he could feel was a fire inside her womb, roasting the meaty shaft that had taken it in!
Her pussy was wet, with warm juices flowing out, and at this point, she wasn’t using her inner strength to slurp his glans. She just stuck to him, wrapped her arms around him, and let the waves throw the boat around.
“Bottle…” Zhao Quan felt his prick harden and harden again.
“Sir…” Her belly suddenly pushed forward, and her lower body began to slurp his penis again as if it had a mechanism. Her soft breasts were pressed against his chest, and her nipples happened to be rubbing against his nipples.
A man’s nipples are tiny, while a woman’s are big and hard.
The four nipples were rubbing against each other, and the bottle went wild: “Sir… you press on Nuno’s ass… ah… ah…”
Zhao Quan pressed her ass vigorously with both hands.
In this way, his prick seemed to push in more, and her flower center, in turn, could lean forward even more.
Her tight cunt clamped his prick without a single gap!
He pressed the bottle’s fragrant buttocks and made the sound of “Ho… Ho”.
She seemed to know what a man needed, which was that it was best not to move until the meat stalk was fully hard!
After he was fully hard, he suddenly turned the tables on Bottle, pinning her down as he raised both her legs and rested them on his shoulders!
Zhao Quan is also good at dealing with women.
He suddenly stretched out his middle finger right to his lower body.
Instead of tickling himself, he used his fingertips to tickle the skin of Bottle’s labia, to tickle her ass.
“Sir… you’re so good… Nuno is going to make waves…” Yang Huier’s body kept twisting gently.
It’s a shame your mare is so tight, or I could have added a finger to it!”
Zhao Quan teased her ass-hole two more times.
With her feet resting on his shoulders, she was shaking uncontrollably: “Sir… I want… I want…”
He peeled her thighs apart and crouched over her belly as Jo Quan slowly pumped away.
There, his and her “flesh” are pressed together.
He looked at her with a silky frown on his face and thought, “I’m going to use my fingers again… and you’re going to beg for mercy!”
However, Zhao Quan could only feel the suction force inside her pussy suddenly arise again, pulling his glans straight.
“Oh…” He tried to pull out his penis, but it was too late. Bottle’s eyes rolled back in her head and her feet hooked onto his head: “Sir… I’m coming…”
The suction power of her pussy was so strong that Chiu Chuen couldn’t help but let go.
Zhao Quan leaked out even more semen than last time, and he only felt a blackness before his eyes and fainted.
I don’t know how much time passed before he woke up, Zhao Quan only felt back pain: “Alas! The color is like a steel knife that cuts flesh!”
He muttered to himself: “Two sexual encounters in three days, and I’m that bad… It seems… I’m not going to be able to enjoy Yang Hui-er!”
The Flesh Bottle (III)
At that moment, Yang Hui-er climbed into the cabin, her eyes red: “Sir… do you not want Hui-er anymore?” She looked as if she was about to cry.
Zhao Quan closed his eyes: “Why are you… why are you imagining things?”
Bottle’s pitiful voice: “I can think of everything you want, but since you don’t want me… I’ll just throw myself into the water and die!”
She lifted the window in the cabin and jumped into the water, Zhao Quan hurriedly held her waist: “Bottle, I no longer want to take a break from you!”
The two were so entangled in the cabin, the boat outside the cabin cursed: “Hey! The boat is about to capsize, stop!”
Only then did the bottle snuggle in Zhao Quan’s arms, whimpering and sobbing: “Officer, don’t abandon the slave girl!”
“Good! Good!” Zhao Quan touched her fragrant shoulders compassionately.
He wondered, “Why does she know everything I think?”
However, Zhao Quan’s stamina was indeed too much for him, and for the next two days, he had to lie down in the cabin.
Strange to say, Yang Huier Wen have men’s dew moisturizing, pretty face become emaciated, all of a sudden like “old”
It’s been like five years!
“Jewel…” Chiu Chuan was a bit apologetic, “Why don’t you find a young, strong man… I… I can’t cope with you any longer…”
Bottle crouched on his belly: “no! I want to be the first to die, otherwise the slave girl will be punished by God!”
She pressed her cheek against his lower pussy.
Jo Chuan touched her head: “I don’t understand…”
She exhaled the incoming warm air and sprayed it on his crotch, Zhao Quan only felt that his scrotum was indescribably used!
“Since I was bought by you, I have to follow you… this is a way of repaying you…” Her hand touched his penis again.
“Oh… no…” Zhao Quan’s pants were torn down again, revealing the purple-red meat stick.
She fondly touched the stick: “Sir… you can…” and with that, she kissed his penis with her lips.
Zhao Quan sighed and closed his eyes.
The tip of Bottle’s tongue, teased over his groin, followed by a light lick of his scrotum.
“Oh…” Tendrils sighed softly as he felt her nibbling on his two little balls. And that’s not all, she was blowing into his ass.
With the warm air blowing in through his asshole, Chiu Chuan felt his dantian heating up: “Oh… my life… my life…”
In addition to blowing, Bottle also slurped and sucked on his glans, and squirted air into his glans.
Zhao Quan’s “dead wood” again “spring”.
And Bottle got up on her back at that point, and she unclothed herself in front of Jo’s full face.
Her skin was white, and her two breasts, with those fishy red nipples, swung around in front of Zhao Quan’s eyes.
These were familiar organs to him.
Suddenly, Bottle turned her body around, facing him with her back.
She had a white back, a pronounced spine, a slim waist, and a round, thick ass.
Zhao Quan got a good look at her ass county for the first time.
Bottle leaned forward, her ass high in the air, and the slight pink pussy that was hidden from view right next to her ass was revealed.
“Sir, is my ass beautiful?” Bottle raised her hips a little more, and in a soft voice, she said, “There is a place on my body that is even tighter and narrower than the front…”
Zhao Quan saw another red, fleshy eye and he roared, “You slut!”
He only felt his manhood slanting up, and he couldn’t hold back any longer so he climbed up.
The canoe rocked again.
Bottle pressed her hands against the bulkhead, and Zhao Quan held his manhood and shoved it towards that fleshy hole.
“AH… YAH… AH…” Shrieked Bottle Xuexue.
His penis only inserted a little, and then sucked, this meat hole is very dry and tight, making Zhao Quan have another pleasure.
“This time, when I pounded your pussy, I was so overwhelmed by your sperm-sucking technique that I abandoned my armor…” Zhao Quan pressed down on her elastic arms and exerted more force!
“AH… AH…” Shui Er screamed, “Sir… please… be gentle! Ah!”
Zhao Quan gave another thrust, sending his prick all the way in.
“Sir… I can’t!” The bottle’s head bobbed around: “Oh… it’s too much…”
She twisted at the waist as well.
Her “wailing” aroused Zhao Quan’s “animalistic nature”, he violently luck, and pumped up.
“Naru…” Bottle was probably afraid that the moans would carry out of the cabin as she hurriedly picked up her skirt and bit into her mouth.
Zhao Quan the first few times “to do the right thing”, just a few moments of thrusting ejaculation, because the bottle of pussy has a “sucking” force.
At this time, “give up the right way and by”, so that she moaned even difficult to pronounce, the heart of a burst of pleasure, unexpectedly and vigorously inserted more than a few times.
“Ooo… oh… oh…” the bottle whimpered lowly.
Zhao Quan looked at her big and fat ass, when he pushed up his belly, his belly touched her buttocks, and when the flesh hit the flesh, there was a sound of “pat, pat”, which was very enjoyable.
“Little slut, you can’t stand it?” Zhao Quan stopped and reached forward with both hands from behind her back, pulling up both of her tits with one hand and using his fingers to rub her nipples.
Although he could not see the bottle’s face, but she shook her head and nodded her head movements but Zhao Quan amused: “Little slut, now you finally can not stand it!”
He pumped hard a few more times.
“Oh… Oh… Ouch…” Jiale almost cried out, “Sir… It’s so thick… I can’t stand it…”
“Ha, ha!” Zhao Quan stopped and nailed her fat buttocks with his “meat stick”, there was no lewd juice in that meat hole, and it was very hard for her to be pumped without being “moisturized”!
And he had to stop pumping for a moment because he was afraid of “leaking semen”.
Because of the narrowness of the hole, his penis was tightly clamped, especially the glans part. Chiu Chuan was an experienced man, so he had to stop and start pumping. The bottle gasped, “My lord… I can’t take it anymore… please… just cum!”
Zhao Quan held her tits and repeatedly played with her nipples, the two nipples, which he rubbed to the point of bulging and hardening.
He gave a few hard thrusts and the bottle hummed a few more times.
In the cabin of the boat “traveling clouds and rain”, it is a unique flavor, because of the ups and downs of the waves, such as throwing up and down in general.
Chiu Chuan was pressing down on the bottle as if he was riding a mountain of flesh, and he was enjoying himself very much: “Bitch… beg for mercy, or else… I’m going to pump it again!
“Ai… ai… Sir… please spare me… my intestines are aching…” gasped Jade, “You… you should stick it into my front… it’s… very wet there!”
“No!” Zhao Quan’s hand that was rubbing her breasts changed to holding her waist as he looked at her fat ass while he carried his strength.
“Pat, pat,” Zhao Quan plugged in for another half a tea hour more, and the bottle was already dripping with sweat and panting.
Zhao Quan only felt that the glans was being tightly sucked by the tender flesh, and there was a slight “Bu”, “Bu” sound with every thrust.
His heart rose: “Little slut, I… I’m going to hit you hard!”
“No! No!” Though Bottle moaned, Zhao Quan pressed her waist, how could he allow her struggles? He thrust hard!
“Ouch… slave girl pain… intestines pierced… ouch…” Though Bottle grunted, her buttocks were trembling.
Zhao Quan only felt his glans itch and a sweet smooth feeling flooded his mind.
“No good… ah… this… this is your reward…” He winced several times in succession.
A not-so-thick stream of hot syrup spurted straight into the bottle’s stomach. She collapsed onto the bulkhead, her ass erect, and Zhao Quan gasped for breath as he lay on her ass.
Although he ejaculated, but the rod is still tightly clamped by the flesh hole, those sticky and slippery white pulp, it seems that none of the “backflow” out of the bottle, were absorbed by the bottle.
Bottle although collapsed on the hatchboard end gas, but the emaciated flower face back to the full beauty.
Zhao Quan ejaculation, although tired, but also have a “hero feeling”, at least make the bottle repeatedly begged for mercy.
Men are like this, in the “pussy” on the enemy, natural discouragement, once pounded to the woman begged for mercy, self-confidence is also restored.
Boat trip for a few days, on the return to Kaifeng.
Although Zhao Quan’s feet are weak, but he bought a petite concubine and forgot about his physical weakness.
His wife, Yan, played the bottle a few lines: “Fox charm can confuse the master, the gentleman should take care of the body!”
Zhao Quan is a salt merchant with a lot of money, so he knows how to use ginseng and antler to replenish his body. But when his “vitality” is slightly restored, the bottle is again pestering her for love.
As soon as she had a man’s rain, her face was delicate, but three days and two days without intercourse, she was emaciated.
Zhao Quan sang “Houtian Hua” a few times and then became bored.
What he replenished his body with was sucked up by the bottle.
He was wasting away more and more every day.
Yan then conspired with one of the servants: “The master’s body is getting weaker and weaker, it’s all because there is one more Yang Bier at home, I want to give you this witch, you sell her to Kaifeng, the farther the better, and when it’s done, I’ll send you ten taels of silver, and the proceeds from selling Yang Bier, you can pocket it!”
This housekeeper is called Zhao San, he is only thirty years old, and he has been “favored” by the master mother, and he has “fallen into a great deal of strength”!
Yan waited for Zhao Quan to go out again, then wanted to use drugs to confuse the bottle, and then sold her to the “green house”.
Zhao San finds a Drunken Flower House brothel in Le Ping, fifty miles from Le Feng, and prepares to sell bottles to fall into the fire pit.
Yang Baili seemed to be oblivious to the fact that she had no defense at all.
Zhao Quan finally weakened and went on the road to sell salt.
Yan had made a special meal of wine and food to talk to Bottle.
But, the wine was drugged.
Yan urged Bottle to drink, and she drank three glasses without avoiding it.
“Ouch…” the bottle threw down the glass and fainted.
Yan immediately summoned Zhao San: “Quickly! Use the carriage to take away this demoness at once!”
Zhao San wrapped the bottle in a cloth bag and drove the carriage at a gallop.
The Flesh Bottle (IV)
After he had traveled for half a day and it was almost evening, Zhao San parked his carriage next to an old temple and suddenly felt his heart pounding, “This is the woman the master doesn’t want, but she’ll end up in a brothel anyway, so why don’t I… why don’t I just take her for a little bit of fun?”
With a lustful thought, he went to hug the fainted Yang Bier.
“The master mother said that there is enough masking agent inside the wine to make her unconscious for a day and a night, and I’ll pleasure her for a night, most of which she doesn’t know!”
Zhao San boldly and roughly carried the dazed bottle into the ancient temple, found a corner covered with grass, and put her down.
Bottle’s breasts rose and fell, and Zhao San only felt his tongue drying up and his throat drying up, and he went to peel off her skirt in three peels… “Wow! What big tits!” When Zhao San saw her big round breasts, his hands trembled as he touched them, and they were so slippery.
His palm was thicker, with thick skin and calluses, and when he grazed down on her nipple, Bottle’s nipple immediately stiffened and bulged.
A drunken woman, how should the reaction be so fast! But Zhao San’s lustful heart was so high that he couldn’t care less.
He rubbed his hands together as hard as he would rub soup balls.
And the bottle’s nipple, sometimes it slipped out of his tiger’s mouth, sometimes it just emerged from his fingers.
Her white tits were covered with Zhao San’s pale red fingerprints.
“So slippery…” As soon as Jo San bent his head, he went to slurp her nipple.
He face more beard dregs, is half bearded man, that beard wiped on the nipple, made many places red.
Zhao San was a rough man, while he was slurping the milk, his rough hand probed to the end of her thigh to tickle her pussy.
“Oh, it’s slippery here too…” His fingers, at first, slowly stroked around her pussy, sweeping along her long pubic hair, but after a couple of sweeps, his fingers plunged in, penetrating her pussy to tease it.
As soon as he ruffled it, he noticed a steady flow of lewd juices coming out of Bottle’s mare.
Zhao San is a subordinate, usually less close to the female sex, the deeper he inserted his finger, the more lewd juice flowed: “Huh! This deep?” Zhao San stuck his whole finger in, but it didn’t go all the way to the bottom, so he was a bit surprised.
Jozo pulled out his fingers and bent his head down to Bottle’s crotch, he wanted to see her pussy!
And with her eyes closed, Bottle’s mouth suddenly spread into a smile.
A woman in a coma knows how to smile?
Since Zhao San had already bent his head down to her lower body, he naturally couldn’t see the weird smile on her face.
He peeled her thighs apart and, raising one eye alone, he looked inside her mare.
It was wet, and you couldn’t see the end of it, just a red slit, and those tender flesh seemed to flutter one after the other.
In addition to looking, Zhao San also stretched his nose to smell the mare, where there was an odor that seemed to be fragrant.
“Smells good…” Jo San inhaled deeply, and he extended his tongue to lick the lustful juices coming out of the woman’s pussy… “So sweet…” After seeing, smelling, and licking the juices, his penis felt hard, so Jo San hastily unzipped his pants and pressed himself on top of the bottle.
That prick of his was even thicker and longer than Zhao Quan’s.
That glans was purple with a hideous ling horn.
Zhao San holding his own meat stick, went to tease the bottle’s pussy, although he is the old thick, but such skills, but not a know-how.
He dipped his purple glans into some of the juices, making the whole “head” wet, and then pushed it toward her hole.
“Z…” There was a sound, and the thing plunged straight to the bottom.
“Oh… it’s so good…” Jo San felt that his penis was being bitten by a mass of flesh inside the woman’s womb.
Right at this moment, he only saw Bottle, who had been closing her eyes, suddenly open her phoenix eyes.
“Ah!” Zhao San trembled in fear, but Bottle then smiled at the corners of her mouth and suddenly clasped her hands around his head.
Zhao San wanted to break away, but he couldn’t imagine that the slender and weak Bottle would lock him in a solid hold.
“No… no…” he cried out in shock, his prick in her womb half-softened.
“If you can make me happy… I will spare you!” Bottle stretched out her legs, pinning him at the waist.
“Well… well…” thought Zhao San, “We’re all going to die anyway, so why don’t we just kill Yang Hui-er after we’ve finished with her…”
With that thought, his softened words immediately hardened and he thrust hard.
“Ouch… Ouch…” the bottle cried out as she raised her waist to meet it.
Zhao San thrust hard, he used the “nine deep and one shallow” method.
But it is strange, he pounded a hundred or two hundred times, he felt that the glans was sucked, there is a tugging force, straight into the depths of her uterus as if his prick.
“Ai… how… how did this happen?”
As soon as Zhao San thrust hard, the tug pulled his prick in so that he didn’t have to exert much effort.
And Bottle’s ass just wiggled faster and faster.
“Don’t… don’t… I… I can’t hold out…” Cho San felt a sweet relief in his glans, and he shook like a bull for a few moments, and an unending stream of semen spewed out.
His sperm was not intermittent, but came in rivers.
Zhao San wanted to retreat, but he couldn’t generate any energy, and the bottle laughed, “How dare you fight with me?”
She clamped down hard and his cum squirted and squirted.
Zhao San like a lamb, let the bottle “slaughter”.
His face instantly became much older and his beard turned from black to white.
“Mercy, it’s none of my business…” he begged, “It’s Zhao Yan who forced me to do this! His voice was deep and weak: “Auntie… spare my life!”
“Did you just think about killing me?” Bottle scolded.
“Y… yes… no… no…” Zhao San was already in a state of disarray, and he kept begging for mercy.
Bottle twisted his leg around him for about half a meal before releasing him.
Zhao San’s entire body looked like it had shrunk! He was half a foot thinner, as if he had aged more than twenty years.
And his originally thick prick had become like a child.
“I’ve only sucked half of your essence this time, if you don’t listen to me, I’ll make sure you don’t live for more than a few days!”
Bottle stood up and slowly put back on her dress. Zhao San, on the other hand, was unsteady and trembling on his feet.
Bottle put her dress back on, she got more and more gorgeous, and the more she sucked male up, the more gorgeous she seemed to get.
Jozan is having a hard time holding his feet up.
“I order you to drive the carriage back now and call that Yan out for me. You can say that I woke up in the middle of the journey and fled secretly, so that Yan, the ‘poisonous woman’, would help find…”
Bottle’s eyes twinkled: “I want her to look good!”
Zhao San knew at this point that the bottle was favorable, he certainly did not dare to disobey.
On the way, he seemed to hear Bottle calling in his ear: “Zhao San, don’t run away, or I’ll kill you instantly!”
He was terrified and hurriedly torsoed the car.
Yang Bail did not follow the carriage back to the Zhao family, but she just stood in front of the broken temple… Yan thought she had “sold” Bail, but she was too happy too soon.
At dawn the following morning, Zhao San walked back to the Zhao house in a rage to find the master mother.
“No good… the woman Bottle is gone!” His face was haggard and he didn’t look like he was lying.
Yan laughed coldly: “It’s good that this demon girl has run away!”
Zhao San whispered, “I’m afraid she’ll go to the court and report us, that’s not good!”
When Yan was persuaded by him, she panicked a bit, “What… what should I do?”
Zhao San said: “Let’s go look for her, and when we find her, we’ll falsely accuse Yang Baili of holding her hostage and escaping, and turn the tables on her by biting her first!”
Yan thought right, and left the house with him in haste.
As if hypnotized, Zhao San drove the carriage and came back toward the path of the broken temple.
After walking for half a day, Yan somehow only felt drowsy, and without realizing it she fell asleep.
Zhao San drove the carriage in front of Bottle’s face.
“Good! Good job this time!” Bottle took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve and poured out a pill: “Eat it!”
Zhao San kowtowed: “Auntie… spare my life…”
Bottle smiled coldly: “This is not poison, and I don’t want you to die, this is a pill to add essence and prolong the marrow, it’s good for you!”
She shoved one of the pills into Yan’s mouth, then pinched Yan’s nose and made Yan swallow the pill.
Seeing that she did not bleed to death from seven holes, Zhao San also swallowed the pill.
Bottle saw the two swallowed the pill, and in a ha-ha laugh, drove the carriage away.
Zhao San only felt like there was a fire burning in his belly.
And Yan also woke up at this time, her eyes fluttered, very slutty.
Bottle turns out to have fed the aphrodisiac to the two men.
This aphrodisiac is the most powerful.
That Yan’s body fat, already more than thirty years old, wood to not very beautiful, but at the moment in the eyes of Zhao San, “she” beauty than Yang Baili more beautiful.
He swallowed his saliva and Yan’s mouth was agape.
Zhao San wrapped Yan in his arms as soon as he followed and stripped her of her clothes and skirt.
Yan was also honest and nonchalant, and with one hand, she pulled down Zhao San’s crotch, holding Zhao San’s penis!
It was already hard and erect!
And Zhao San also roughly went to touch and squeeze Yan’s tits.
Yan’s tits were already a bit flaccid, her milk hanging down like a sack, and her nipples were already turning a darker color!
She was holding Jo San’s penis…
The Meat Bottle (V)
And Zhao Quan, thousands of miles away, was already rushing to transport private salt at this time.
He passed an ancient temple and toweled to an old Taoist priest.
“Guest, you have a demonic aura on your face, there might be misfortune in your family!” The old Taoist priest looked at Zhao Quan.
Zhao Quan, however, was not impressed.
“Scholar, the poor Taoist is gifting a person with a destiny, here is a jade pendant, take it, go home right away and bring it to the woman you bought recently, then you will know that what the poor Taoist said is not false!”
Zhao Quan froze, he couldn’t imagine that this old Taoist would know about his purchase of the bottle!
The old Taoist priest also gave Zhao Quan a “brocade bag”: “return to Kaifeng, you can only open it to see, if there is fate, we can still meet!”
Zhao Quan bowed toward the old Taoist priest, who quickly disappeared…
All Zhao Quan wants to do now is to get rid of the “salt” quickly, and then rush back home.
On the other hand, inside the broken temple was a springtime glow, Yan rubbing Zhao San’s manhood, which was becoming harder and harder in her palm.
Zhao San’s eyes turned red, and saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth: “I… want…” Like a madman, he pressed her to the ground, rubbing one side of her tits with one hand and slurping her nipple at the same time.
Yan’s nipples had big black jujube-like grains, and Zhao San slurped while biting her big nipples with yah.
“Ai… ai… you’re killing me…” Yan gasped, releasing her grip on his prick and wrapping her arms around his head instead.
Her belly twisted around, and from time to time she pushed up even more to wipe Zhao San’s glans.
The tip of his penis glans was “oily” and glistening, which was all Yan’s lewd juices flowing out, making his “baby” wet.
“Hey… hey… come on…” Yim was very fleshy and tight as she threw her hips back and forth.
Zhao San had already forgotten that Yan was the head of the family’s mother-in-law, and all he could feel was his blood churning.
“Here… here you go…” He held his prick and gave it a hard thrust.
“Zhao San’s not so thick and long penis has been inserted into Yan’s pussy. Yan is already in her middle age and has given birth before, her pussy is relatively loose, Zhao San also seems to be “fighting for his life”, wanting to even want to shove his scrotum into her pussy as if.
“Ai… good… good… faster…” Yim had already taken the initiative to rotate and grind her fat ass, and threw and lifted her fat waist: “Ai… stretch out a bit and thrust deeper…”
Zhao San’s prick, a few times by Yan’s throwing, grinding, so that slipped out, he could not wait, holding the prick, and ruthlessly inserted back.
“You slut… you’re so wanky…” He vigorously twisted both of her soft, dripping tits.
He felt that his penis had fallen into a “muddy” pocket, which was so big that his penis felt like it was being tossed around in the endless mud…
“Hey… hurry up…” Yim kept wiggling her ass.
Zhao San Da’s drug was so strong that he laughed: “Okay… I’ll beat you to death!”
He half crouched up and took her ankles in both hands, resting her legs on his shoulders.
Yan braced her hands on the ground and raised her lower body as high as she could.
“Dead yet?” Zhao San vigorously pumped, he used the “nine deep and one shallow” method, randomly pumping.
“AH… AH…” Yim’s eyes turned white and her mouth watered, she seemed to be so full for a long time: “AH… Faster… AH…”
Jo San felt a surge of energy in his body, and he swung his head around: “I’ll kill you…”
With his hands like eagle’s claws, he grabbed both her tits and pulled her body up and down… Yan suffered for half a meal, her body shaking and twisting at first, but then it was already weak.
Her leg lifted up, resting on Zhao San’s shoulder for so long, also a little “sore”, began to slide down.
“AH… AH…” Yim’s moaning cries were getting weaker and thinner: “You… you’re so good…”
Sweat beaded on her forehead, and her hair was disheveled.
Yan’s appearance was still not without its playfulness, and her breasts were rising and falling sharply as she gasped for air.
She is very charming and still seems to be “not full”.
As for Zhao San, he was also a golden spear, and his dantian was still burning like fire, however, his face was a bit grayish black.
“This slut, the front is too wide…” Zhao San looked at her calves and her large mare and got a little sick of it as he shouldered her thighs and turned Yan’s body upside down, getting her ass in the air.
“Yo… what are you doing?” Yen exclaimed, but her body was cooperating with Zhao San’s movements.
He saw her white ass and another wave of lust came over him!
And although Yan had taken a beating from the meat stick, her lust was only half gone, while her buttocks were erected high and she kept wriggling around.
Zhao San pressed her buttocks, the red pussy, wet, he used his fingers to dig the “water curtain hole” said: “you really much lust juice!”
He “brought” the juices from the mare to Yan’s ass-hole.
Thinking that he was going to play “fire from a mountain”, Yim shook her buttocks: “Oops… no…”
Zhao San knelt behind her and flicked his straightened meat stick towards her pussy first.
Yan’s pussy again oozed a large puddle of lewd juice, and this “water” wet Zhao San’s glans.
“Oh… are you coming or not?” Yen wiggled her buttocks around, her arousal high again after such a short interval!
Zhao San rested the meat stick towards her ass, the wet glans, was dripping with Yan’s lust juice, which dripped along her groin and onto Yan’s ass eye.
“Oh… you… what are you doing?” Yen was about to look back, but Jo San had already grabbed her buttocks and pushed in with a hard thrust!
“Ai… ai… wrong… not this hole… ai… ai…” Yan only felt a burning sensation in her buttocks, and she moaned like a pig in pain.
“I… just… want… to… penetrate… here…” Zhao San gritted his teeth and pushed up, his hands even reaching up to her breasts, holding her soft breasts.
“Ouch… I can’t stand it…” Yen shook her head and struggled.
Hearing her plead for mercy, Jo San became even more aroused: “It’s tight here… not like the loose one in front of you…”
He pumped another ten or twenty times in quick succession.
Yan really died, she was “propped up” in the corner of her eye tears.
And Zhao San’s face was getting darker and darker as he pushed himself up and thrust, following it with a slump on Yan’s back!
“What’s wrong with you?” When Yan threw Jo San away, she saw that his eyes were wide open and his lower body was still ‘falling down with gold pathos’!
She reached up to the end of his nose and Jozo had stopped breathing!
His face was blackened, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and he looked like he had winded up dead right away!
Yan was taken aback, and she thought, “If the news gets out, I… will not be able to stand up in the Zhao family… I might as well take the best of all possible worlds.”
Yan hurriedly put back on her clothes and felt her way back to Zhao’s house.
She was apprehensive because of messing with people.
Yan entered the house through the back door and quietly returned to her leap room.
She pushed open the door to her room and suddenly she saw Bottle!
“Auntie! You’re back. Where’s Zhao San?” Bottle smiled without smiling: “Did something happen to him?”
Yan’s face was a shade of red and white, she knew that Bottle’s methods were more powerful than her own.
“Bottle… what do you want… to spare me?” Yan was trembling.
“From now on, you’re not allowed to meddle in my affairs!” Bottle’s eyes widened: “You’re still the boss in name only, but from now on, you’ll be the Starlet! If you dare to say no, then the story of the dead Zhao San’s adulterous affair with his mistress will be publicized!”
Bottle pointed at Yan: “How?”
Yan lowered her head and nagged, “Well… I can’t fight you.”
After Zhao Quan took the salt off his hands, he rushed back to Kaifeng, thinking with all his heart that Yan and Yang Bier were fighting it out.
But when he returned home, he only saw Yan hiding in the room chanting Buddha, the bottle is lying in the room claiming to be sick.
“Again, I said that there was a family change in my house, and the old Taoist priest almost misjudged me!” Zhao Quan put away the ancient jade and the “brocade bag”.
Yang bottles of children did not have sex for many days, she emaciated a lot.
Zhao Quan wrapped his arms around Bottle and kissed her on the mouth: “Have you gotten better?”
Like a snake, she wrapped herself tightly around Zhao Quan: “My dear husband, as long as you are here, Nu Nu…”
Her eyes reddened, as if she were about to shed a tear.
Her hand plucked Zhao Quan’s lapel, and she arranged her head on Zhao Quan’s chest, her small face constantly wiping his nipples.
Although the man’s chest is not a moving point, but the bottle poured out of the breath, warm, Zhao Quan poured a different feeling.
Suddenly, Bottle gave him a shove and the two rolled off the bed.
“Oh… Bottle…” Jo Quan moaned in a low voice.
He knew he was physically overwhelmed, but the bottle just pestered him with need, and Zhao Quan slept on his back, feet apart.
Bottle looked at him and winks a few times before helping him to undress.
Zhao Quan’s manhood, hung limply at his crotch, and although Bottle’s hand held up his treasure, there was still no response there.
Bottle crouched on his chest and went for his breasts with her teeth.
Zhao Quan’s breasts were white and her two nipples were tiny.
She teased that nipple with her tongue before nibbling his little thing.
“Ah… Jewel…” Cho Chuan hissed as he touched her back muscles, “You… will drain me… Jewel…”
Bottle’s face, sliding down his chest, finally touched his cold manhood.
“Hee… why is it always soft?”
Bottle breathed on his prick and teased his glans with her fingers again.
“Double axe to cut down a tree…” Zhao Quan sighed, in the past, when she sucked his penis with her little mouth, he got an erection very quickly, but now that the bottle was holding his glans again, he was still tired and unable to get aroused.
“Sir…” cried Bottle vaguely, as she held the base of his penis with both hands and straightened the flaccid rod.
Following that, she puffed and squirted at the glans.
A warm breath was sprayed directly into his penis, and Chiu Chuan shivered: “Bottle…”
“Oooh…” She had stuffed his prick all the way inside her little mouth, filling it to the brim.
She blew hard, but Jo Quan remained limp.
Bottle let go and took a deep breath.
“I’m sorry… I… I can’t…” Jo Quan’s forehead beaded with sweat: “I… can’t…”
Bottle wiped the saliva at the corner of her mouth with her hand as she suddenly flipped Zhao Quan’s body on its side.
Trip all into side lying.
She suddenly stretched out her index finger and plunged it right into his ass hole.
The Flesh Bottle (final)
“Oh… ah… ah…” Jo Quan almost jumped, and after a moment of pain, he seemed to develop pleasure, and his softly drooping thing slowly reared up.
Bottle’s fingers pushed harder.
“Oh… that’s enough… ah!” Trip arched his back: “That’s enough…”
She smiled: “My dear husband, you’re not a man without a fight!”
Bottle softly withdrew her index finger and followed it up by tarting down Zhao Quan’s ass with the palm of her hand.
“Pah, pah…” Zhao Quan’s skinny buttocks received a few slaps from her, and he was indeed indescribably happy!
He simply flopped down on the bed and let the bottle palm tart him.
“P… P…” The shock of her tarting on his buttocks went straight to Jo Chuan’s scrotum, and his manhood, which was just pressed against the mat, became a little more erect, a little more hard.
Bottle hit him another ten or twenty times, and her palm was still vaguely sore.
“Come on… it’s okay…” hissed Jo Quan as he returned his body to lying on his back.
That jade stem slanted up.
Bottle stood up and took off her skirt.
Zhao Quan saw her fine skin and white flesh, those two white tits, and the bulging nipples.
Her hairy belly was still dry: “Sir… I want…”
Bottle suddenly squatted and sat on Zhao Quan’s head, and her hairy pussy swept between his nose…
“DON’T… DON’T…” Zhao Quan only felt a bashful odor as he tried to avoid it, but Bottle’s waist just swung around.
All he felt was a wetness in his mouth and face.
Just then, Bottle suddenly ambled down onto Zhao’s entire body, and with a tug of her hands, his prick penetrated her mare.
He took the whole prick in, and there was a slurping force inside the bottle’s pussy, pulling his thing deeper and deeper!
“Ah… Sir…” Bottle embraced him, her hips shrugging ceaselessly.
“Oh… Oh…” Chiu Chin was so excited that his toes were sticking out, and he felt that there was a force inside the bottle’s womb that was biting his glans, sucking and sucking on it, which was very pleasurable for him.
Strangely enough, this time, Bottle was not seeking carnal pleasure, but she suddenly leaned back, “Sir… throw it to me!”
“Ah… Ah… I’m leaking… I’m losing it…” Zhao Quan only felt a sweet and smooth sensation in his glans and his semen leaked out.
With a sudden roll in his arms, Bottle switched to a man-on-top position, clamping his thighs around his waist.
Zhao Quan only felt a suction force that went straight into his body as if it sucked out all of his essence.
“Sniff… I can’t…!” He just felt like his limbs were falling apart, followed by a blackout.
Bottle put her arms around him and looked at Zhao Quan: “It seems that you will soon run out of gas, alas!”
Until the following day at noon, Zhao Quan regained consciousness, he looked at himself in the bronze mirror, startled: “Ah! I’m like a living skeleton!”
He stumbled out of the room, ran to the garden, opened the door, and suddenly saw the old Taoist priest standing outside!
“Enchanter, have you forgotten the ancient jade and the brocade bag?”
Zhao Quan knelt down: “Taoist Master save me!”
The Taoist priest took out a talisman from his pocket: “This talisman can be burnt to ashes tonight and mixed in the wine for Yang Bier to take, and once she faints, give her the ancient jade!”
“After she puts on the ancient jade, she will die of gas, at this time, quickly put her in the coffin and bury her, then the demon girl can be removed!”
Taoist note Zhao Quan forehead in front of a point: “I now help you do not fear Yang Huier’s demonic magic, quickly go to see the brocade bag to act!”
He finished and disappeared in a flash.
Zhao Quan stumbled back to his house, found the brocade pouch, and opened it.
It reads, “Yang Jing’er is a rabbit spirit, and Zhao Quan had a bad karma in his previous life, so he came to seek a reunion in this world, but the rabbit sex is lewd, such as sucking male sperm for 998 days, it is not easy to clean up, remember to kill!”
When Chiu Chuan saw it, he was dumbfounded: “Jewel… I… I don’t want to let go, but you…”
When Zhao Quan came to this point, he kowtowed to the Duke of Pao, “If it were not for the grave robber, he would not have been able to release the free spirit!”
Mr. Pao frowned: “Where is Yang Bier now? Since she is still alive, she will naturally seek revenge on you!”
Gongsun Ce suggested: “Why don’t we send Zhan guards to be responsible for protecting Zhao Quan, and when the ‘Demoness Yang Baili’ appears, bring her to the public hall and talk about it.”
Pao Gong nodded: “Right! You can’t just listen to one side of the story, you have to confront her!”
But where is Yang Huier hiding? Mandy returns to his broken-down kiln in a state of exhaustion, and is horrified when he encounters a “woman’s corpse” turning over in his grave!
He lay on the bedpan, his feet still shaking uncontrollably.
Suddenly, the door opened and a woman flashed into his house.
“Manti, thank you for saving me!” The voice was very delicate, and it was obviously Yang Bier!
“Demon!” Manti was so frightened that he was blinded by a large quilt.
“Manti, you and I are skin to skin and husband and wife, why are you afraid of me?” Bottle lifted his quilt.
“Good sister, what do you want from me?” Manti’s face was green and his lips white.
Bottle sighed: “I hate this Zhao Quan, want you to take me to Lord Bao to redress the grievances!”
“What’s your grievance?” Manti was a bit strange.
“I was originally a rabbit spirit, but because I had a bad karmic relationship with Zhao Quan in my previous life, I was devoted to him…” Bottle sighed, “I didn’t realize that he was a slave to his wife, and when he bought me and brought me back to his home, Yan objected to it!”
“That Yan invited a Taoist priest from somewhere to cast spells on me…” Tears appeared in the eyes of Bottle, “Although I was a rabbit spirit, I was not very skillful in spells, so the Taoist priest used an ancient jade to subdue me and buried me alive!”
“Zhao Quan, this heartless man, knowing that I was rescued by you by robbing the tomb, went so far as to be the first to accuse me of being a demon to His Excellency!”
“I had wanted to go to Kaifengfu to air my grievances, but I am in the end a foreigner and cannot outwit the door god, so I have grievances but cannot complain!”
The bottle looked so pitiful that Mandi’s heart forgot about his fear and he sat up, “What do you want?”
“I wish you to take me to the Kaifeng Palace to air my grievances!”
“How can I help you?” Mandy had forgotten her fear as she looked at her white torso.
Bottle’s red lips felt like they were on fire, and her small mouth imprinted itself on Manti’s lips.
Manti’s hands were also honest as he vigorously rubbed the meatballs on her breasts.
Bottle pressed against him.
There was nothing inside her robe, and the burning mare pressed up against his prick, only to grind it twice, and Mandy’s little thing was angling up.
Bottle rode him, taking his jade shaft, inside her mare.
Manti’s eyes widened in excitement!
The best part of a woman’s life is when her breasts are swaying around, and also, the feeling when her pussy clenches the glans.
“Ah… Oh…” Mandi seemed to forget his fatigue as he whimpered.
The bottle was crouched against his chest, slowly in motion.
“Wait a moment, put on this robe of mine and go to the Kaifeng government office and beat the drum…” The bottle shook back and forth: “You have to ask Lord Pao to come outside the government office and I will wait for him outside the door!”
She began to moan: “Heh… remember… I just want to redress my grievances… I am not harming anyone…” She moved faster and faster!
Manti ejaculated at that point.
It seems strange to say that a grave robber would seek to redress the grievances of a man “lying in a coffin”!
But then Manti actually did it!
He went to Kaifeng Mansion and beat the drum: “Lord Pao, there is a Yang Baili outside the government office, wanting to seek justice from the Lord!”
“Because she’s a demon, she can’t enter the court, she can only beg for Shinwan outside the door!” Manti spoke very earnestly.
Bao Gong really opened the center door, and Zhang Cang and Zhao Hu carried the lanterns outside to meet the bottle.
Bottle found a blue dress from somewhere to wear at this time, and she was very playful and attractive.
“Yang Bottle, Zhao Quan falsely accused you of being a demon, what is going on here?” Bao Gong looked at Bottle, who was bent over on her knees.
“Lord Pao, I am indeed a thousand year old rabbit spirit, and since Zhao Quan saved my life in my previous life, in this life… I gave myself to him and prepared to give birth to a son to repay his kindness…”
“But, I can’t imagine that Yan, this woman, is so jealous that since I joined the Zhao family, she has repeatedly pushed me into harm’s way!”
“She even invited a Taoist priest to use a talisman to force me out of my original form!”
“I wanted to repay my kindness, but Jo Chuan was as afraid of his wife as he was of a tiger… and he made false accusations… against me…” the bottle cried out.
Bao Gong nodded: “Zhao Hu, quickly summon Yan and Zhao Quan to confront them!”
The bottle continued, “Although I was a demon, I did not do any harm to anyone, and since Chiu Chuen had to cope with Yim and Nun alone, he was exhausted, so Yim blamed Nun for all the problems…”
“Zhao Quan was both greedy for beauty and afraid of his evil wife… so… I was buried with an ancient jade to keep me alive, but Nun Nun’s fate was unlucky, and she came across Mandi’s grave robbing, and thus came back to life!”
As Bottle remembers Yan torturing her, Zhao Hu and Zhan Zhao have brought Zhao Quan and Yan.
Yan pointed at the bottle and called it a “demon”, while Zhao Quan didn’t say a word.
Duke Bao pointed at Yan: “Is the experience that Manti told you when he came to report the case a fabrication of yours?”
Yen was at a loss for words, so she nodded her head: “Zhao San was in fact exposed by his illness, but I hated Jan Bottle for dividing my husband and son-in-law, so I… falsely claimed that it was Bottle who had killed him by sucking his sperm!”
Chiu Chuen also admits that he loves Bottle very much, but Yim is too evil, so he finally complies with Yim and abandons Bottle.
Mr. Pao nodded: “From the inscription on Bottle’s tombstone, ‘Tomb of Concubine Chen Bottle’, it is clear that you were not deeply in love with her, but it is always difficult for human beings and demons to grow old together, alas…”
Zhao Quan tears out.
The Bottle also cried out: “Zhao Lang, I’m done with you. Originally, I wanted to give birth to a scholar for you, to honor my ancestors, but… I’m afraid we won’t be able to see each other again after this!”
She paid two obeisances towards Pao Gong, and her body suddenly flickered, followed by the appearance of a white light, heading west.
Yan leaned close to Zhao Quan.
Bao Gong shouted: “people, capture the full brother, although this guy has done a good thing, but repeatedly robbing tombs, must be heavily sentenced can be, the first to receive the prison, waiting for the sentence to be confiscated!”
Manti cried out!
Zhao Quan helped Yan up, both of them trembling: “Thank you, Lord Pao!”
Lord Pao shook his head: “You should have been punished for lying and falsely accusing Yang Hui-er, but now that she’s done with you… alas… let the two of you go.”
~Finally~