After doing all the bad things, it turns out they are all true?

"Hold your chest and squat on the ground."

"Otherwise, even if I can't cut myself, Anga will be able to cut me, and you will get nothing."

Wen Wanqing crawled to Fan Lin's side, and the first thing she did was to grab the hard spear and couldn't wait to stuff it into her butterfly.

However, Fan Lin's training has just begun.

But I won't satisfy her so quickly.

Wen Wanqing was so anxious that her whole body was trembling, and the lubricant was spilling onto the floor in strands.

Even so, she was afraid that Fan Lin would really cut the weapon that could relieve all the restlessness.

She forced herself to squat on the ground obediently, spread her legs, revealing her moist butterfly, and held up her sinful breasts.

Snapped!

A slap landed on the fat on the left side of her body, making the already red skin even more red, leaving a subtle palm print.

"Count it yourself, twenty."

The body is in an excited state, and the addition of the blood sound makes every part extremely sensitive.

After the slap came, Wen Wanqing's body trembled violently. Besides the pain, there was also an indescribable pleasure.

clap clap clap!

"2,3,4"

"555,6!"

"wrong."

"Again."

Fan Lin's sense of rhythm is extremely strange, suddenly slowing down and then suddenly speeding up.

Wen Wanqing couldn't count the pain and the pleasure that touched her soul.

A few rounds down.

The two lumps of fat were sucked out and became swollen.

However, she did not feel uncomfortable, but instead wanted it to be... more intense.

Seeing that Wen Wanqing was enjoying it, his eyes were blurred.

Fan Lin no longer satisfied her. He stopped slapping her, grabbed the perky little nipples on the two lumps of fat, and pulled Wen Wanqing in front of him.

"A cow should play to its strengths."

"Squeeze your messy XX."

He straightened his waist and thrust the spear into the middle of the two huge lumps of fat.

Having just experienced several rounds of beatings, the two lumps of fat were swollen and distended. At this moment, they were squeezed to the middle and subjected to the rapid friction of the spear, which soon caused a burning pain.

But this is exactly what Wen Wanqing wants.

Only pain can soothe the heat in the body and soul.

Her eyes are as charming as silk, her smile is as flattering as a coquettish girl, she has a rosy mouth and a delicate tongue, and she never misses any opportunity.

Every time the spear pierced through the fat, revealing a little bit of the head, she would lick it like a wolf.

When the evil creature disappeared, she would reveal a strong sense of loss.

"I want~"

"I want it down there too~"

The piston movement brings the greatest pleasure to Fan Lin.

Wen Wanqing could only get a pitiful portion.

Squeezing the fat with both hands, the neglected butterflies vented their dissatisfaction and kept contracting.

She wants it too.

But her right to happiness has obviously been deprived.

The two little beans were pulled so hard that it hurt.

five minutes.

Eight minutes.

Ten minutes passed.

Wen Wanqing's body was shaking uncontrollably, and she suddenly straightened her back. The reservoir completely broke its dam, and a large amount of water gushed out.

She couldn't help but let out a heart-stirring moan, "Ah--ah!"

Did not enter the body.

There is no more comfort.

She...reached the top.

Just relying on the pitiful pleasure coming from the cherry on the chest.

It really looks like a dairy cow on a farm, squirting out juice with just a little squeeze...

"I want~"

"Bear it."

"I want~"

"Bear it."

It was clearly a conversation to train Wen Wanqing.

Anjia, who was standing by, also joined in silently.

She sat at the counter.

The pleated skirt had already slipped down her thighs and was hooked on her small, delicate feet wrapped in white silk.

Her fingers kept rubbing the abalone, imagining that Fan Lin's instructions were orders to her, and her eyes gradually became blurred.

It’s not going to work…

But, I can’t spray it out…

The Lord God said, we must endure...

Chapter 97: Really Became a Cow

Blood Ring, a knife with special powers.

As the original owner, Fan Lin knew its habits very well.

The vitality cannot be devoured for a long time.

The blood cry will cause the host to have a strong desire for food and X.

Just like Wen Wanqing's current state, her eyes are blurred, her cheeks are flushed, she is humming and panting, and her butterfly wings are contracting and surging.

It's almost like taking high C drug.

Do you want to give it to her?

Of course it is impossible.

Now that she has been satisfied and the negative effects of the blood cry have been removed, how can we continue training?

Now that she is conscious again and no longer tormented by lust, she will definitely not learn her lesson just like before.

Even if she knows that she will go into heat at any time and cannot leave, she will never obey.

After all, Fan Lin’s previous real damage was too severe.

Although it can break her self-confidence and is conducive to training, it is also a double-edged sword. Before the training is completely successful, her favorability is basically negative.

If the strange injury suddenly heals, it will be a big trouble without her power.

Therefore, the training plan is urgent and must be completed as quickly as possible.

As for how to do it specifically?

Fan Lin’s plan is very clear.

The side effects of the blood ringing cannot disappear, nor can they be too strong.

If it's too mild, Wen Wanqing will have rebellious thoughts.

It was too serious. Wen Wanqing lost her mind and was completely like a cow in heat. She couldn't follow orders and join the battle.

Relying on the understanding of the characteristics of blood sound.

During the two-hour exercise, Fan Lin focused on the pink cherries on Wen Wanqing's chest and her mouth with a sexy blush.

He just hesitated and thrust the spear into the reservoir.

Grasping this kind of strength can not only make Wen Wanqing feel continuous pleasure, but also make her immersed in endless emptiness at all times.

It is equivalent to an upgraded version of placement play.

"Well, uh-huh."

"Put it in, put it in quickly."

The delicate and tempting lips seemed to be dyed with rose petals.

Her cheeks, which were full of mature and sexy charm, were rosy red, adding a touch of charm.

Wen Wanqing leaned back, straightened her waist, and offered her wet butterfly.

She gasped and groaned, her beautiful eyes full of spring, looking at the beast between Fan Lin's legs with rippling eyes.

It longed to enter Yin Luan's body, which had already become as limp as mud.

Two hours of playing around.

Countless high Cs.

The desire brought by the blood cry has been alleviated a little as he inhaled the essence of life through his mouth.

But, an even more empty itch began to play tricks on me again.

Wen Wanqing now has 40% of her rationality.

She also felt that her behavior was really lewd, like a prostitute, which was a disgrace to her reputation as a teacher.

But she really...really...wanted it so badly...

Anyway, there's no escape, right?

Sooner or later, things are bound to get messy, aren't they?

It's been a long time since you suppressed your sexual desire, right?

If you can't get rid of it, then choose to enjoy it.

Wen Wanqing arched her waist again so that her butterfly, which was completely wet with lubricant, could be better displayed.

In her heart, she made excuses for herself over and over again.

Blame all the faults on Xue Ming.

They deceive themselves and mistake the empty desire in their bodies for the sound of blood.

This fig leaf became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Coupled with the residual aphrodisiac effect of the blood sound that Fan Lin deliberately controlled, she completely abandoned all sense of propriety and righteousness, and immersed herself in the abyss of desire with peace of mind, unable to extricate herself.

"Ah~"

Wen Wanqing supported herself on the floor like an iron bridge.

Fan Lin, who wanted to implement his training plan, would definitely not satisfy her. Instead, he bent down and grabbed the two big cherries that had been badly damaged.

After the targeted teasing, she would reach the climax every time through the pain on the cherry on her chest.

These two little beans have become quite sensitive areas.

With a slightly stronger pinch, Wen Wanqing began to tremble all over and gasp loudly. As if by muscle memory, she reached the peak again and ejaculated wildly.