Chapter 17:

Yan Yanke didn't expect that this white lion would make such an unusual move. Now his brain is blank, and he feels that the desire between his legs is rolled and plucked by the thick tongue. Under the soft tongue, the man is teased. Desire humiliated, he tried to close his legs, the white lion’s head was stuck between his legs, and the soft lion’s hair rubbed against the inside of the man’s thigh. Unrest.
The white lion opened his mouth with dissatisfaction, and let out the dull snarling of the beast. His lazy light blue eyes showed desire, and the man was shocked by the look and lost his language. What did the beast want to do... Anxious panic surged Into the man's heart, just when the man was in a daze, the white lion's claws separated the man's legs and pressed the man's legs to the two. The palm of the palm pressed the man's thigh, and the wet tongue was Sweeping between the man's legs, the hot tongue made the man very helpless.
He can't fight the beast! The tongue flicked the man's desire back and forth, the man's front trembling dripped with white liquid, his legs could not be closed, he could not sit up, he could only lie on the ground and let the white lion lick him The moist recommendation, the inside of the man’s strong and flexible thigh, and just before the man is about to reach the top, the white lion’s tongue shifts its direction and slides on the man’s thigh, followed by the man’s full and strong hips, the man’s double The buttocks are licked very wet, with an ambiguous and obscene luster... The man who can’t be released has a weak pumping sound in his mouth. The unpleasant taste forces the man’s originally stiff body to soften instantly, and the man’s calm His eyes were shaking.
The white lion's beard pricked the man's skin, making the man's buttocks tighten unnaturally. At this time, the man lay naked on the edge of the hot spring, and the beast lay on his body wantonly licking, unprecedented feeling made him His body has changed, he almost leaked just now, and it will also be pleasure to be licked by the beast, which makes the man unacceptable.
He was originally a cultivator, and he looked down on the lust, but this does not mean that he has no desire! "Don't lick, I am a human, not a lioness..." Ji Yan tried to close his legs, but the white lion's strong palms pressed him tightly, leaving him no chance to move.
He wasn’t a lioness. He was treated like this. I don’t know if it was sad or uncomfortable. He wanted to sit up, but he still couldn’t do it. Every time he wanted to move the beast, he would work harder. The sharp scratcher dazzled the man’s skin. As long as the beast exerts a little force, he will immediately be injured by the lion's claw.
The white lion looked down at the man, separated his hips with his claws, and made the mystery concealed in the seam of the man's buttocks, and scratched the wrinkle of the man's hole with his sharp fingertips. The man was stunned and all his movements were frozen. Down, completely dared not move, the light blue eyes of the white lion looked lazily at the man who was entangled in fear and desire.
Somehow it was an illusion. He thought that White Lion’s eyes were very explicit. He seemed to be fooling him... "You... Don't..." Ji Yan hadn't opened her mouth to stop it, and the hidden hole was wet by the beast The soft and hot tongue covered it, and the flexible tongue licked and rubbed the man's mouth.
Ji Yan's helpless, shy, choked, and forgiving expression made White Lion feel very interesting. He used to just lick his body, but now... White Lion's lazy gaze became vaguely mixed with a few traces Ambiguous, just as the man's breathing increased, both sides of the white lion's tongue curled inwards, protruding into the man's licked back point, and the lion's claws separated the man's buttocks for a smoother tongue. Going deep in...the hot and soft tongue entered, the hot object slipped into his body and was slowly advancing, the beast's tongue was very thick and hot, rolled into it, and the trail extended a kind of The illusion of being violated by a man, the tongue is like a male weapon. It is pushed slowly. He can even feel the tongue of the beast turning provocatively in his body. The tip of the tongue is constantly groping, gently pressing his inner wall , The stinging beard was slowly rubbing on the tip of his hip... The traces were sweating and fell to the ground, and the corners of the eyes were moistened by this grinding rhythm, he could not say anything when he opened his mouth. , Can only spit out a chaotic breath, and a small moan that does not know whether it is pain or joy.
The white lion looked up lazily at the gasping man. The honey-colored body of the man shivered slightly in the misty mist, and the light blue eyes of the white lion were gradually tightening.