City Lady-Killer

Thinking of this, Lin Tianlong couldn't help looking in the direction of the pretty nun, and saw her delicate and feminine brows, like a bright and bright crescent moon and phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows, exuding the unique charm of a mature woman.shubao22_la

She was wearing a large Taoist robe at this time, her long legs were slightly apart, the perfectly rounded strands were bearing the waist of Qianqian, and on her chest, a pair of incomparable large breasts strongly stimulated Lin Tianlong's eyeballs.

The pair of white tender and towering jade breasts on her chest fully supported her clothes. With the gentle tremor between her breath, it seemed to have life, swaying around her chest alive.The long and curly eyelashes are like a crescent moon in the sky, and a pair of water-like phoenix eyes, at this time, reveals infinite mature charm.

From the outside, she was just wearing an ordinary tube top, but her Kyoho showed no signs of sagging, instead it looked more like a young girl.

Nun Qiao saw Lin Tianlong noticed that she was looking at him, knowing that he realized she had seen what he did to caress a beautiful young woman just now, she couldn't help her face crimson, her willow brows were erect, she gave him a glance, turned and went into the backyard.

Lin Tianlong followed closely, but the pretty nun disappeared, and only one middle-aged nun was about to step into the main hall of Guanyin Temple from the back door.

"Ah! Little benefactor..." The middle-aged nun just glanced at the strange boy, but her beautiful eyes flashed, showing an inexplicable expression, as if an acquaintance who hadn't seen for a long time suddenly appeared in front of her, she adjusted her expression and said softly. "Looking at the appearance of the little benefactor, his appearance is extraordinary, I don't know if he is here to visit the mountains and play, burn incense and make a wish or participate in meditation?"

"The teacher is too polite! I don't know how to call the teacher's aunt?"

"Poor nuns!"

"Zen language is beautiful, like hearing fairy sounds!"

"The little donor is too acclaimed! The little donor hasn't answered the poor nun's question yet?"

"Let's tell the teacher, I just saw a sister Minnie come in, just want to ask her name!"

"After entering Buddhism, where is beauty? Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. In front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, why should the little benefactor disturb the practice of meditation?" The middle-aged Mani clasped his palms together as a soft voice to persuade.

"The teacher is too responsible, please forgive me for not changing things, young and absurd, but last night I dreamed that the Guanyin Bodhisattva gave me a dream and said that I have a destiny with the Guanyin Temple, so today I am here to reciprocate my wish!" Lin Tianlong joined hands. Make an explanation.

The middle-aged Mani's body trembled lightly, and he sighed inwardly. Is it really a bodhisattva manifestation, destined to die?What's more, at first glance, she can almost conclude that this boy is the son of Liang Rukang and Lin Huiyin. Twenty years ago, she and Lin Huiyin were also close friends, and the baby daughter was delivered privately by Lin Huiyin.I dreamed of Lin Huiyin last night, and I saw this boy today, as if I saw a close friend.He came to the Guanyin Temple somehow, and somehow bumped into Ruyu, and fell in love at first sight. Could it be that Guanyin Bodhisattva destined his precious daughter Ruyu to continue this life with this young boy?

"I take the liberty to ask what is the last name of the little donor?"

"My name is Lin Tianlong!"

"Lin... Tianlong..." Miao Yinshi's beautiful eyes flickered, and he looked at the boy up and down again, muttering to himself, secretly knowing that this son is probably the son of his best friend Lin Huiyin.

Lin Tianlong saw that the teacher looked like she was in her thirties. Although she was wearing a Taoist robe, she exuded a graceful and luxurious temperament, with a kind smile on her face, bright twinkling eyes, a sharp nose, and red lips. , Slender shoulders, a pair of drooping breasts on the chest, a little fat waist, but exudes the charm of a mature woman, talks gentle and generous, demeanor a little aristocratic.

Lin Tianlong paid attention to the outline of the teacher's wife and her speech and behavior, and found that her profile was very similar to that of the pretty nun just now, especially their eyes were exactly the same. The only thing that made him curious was the age of the teacher's wife.

"Maybe the fate of the little donor can be verified in front of the Bodhisattva!" The middle-aged Mani turned and walked into the main hall.

Lin Tianlong pays attention to her figure. Her complexion is very beautiful and kind. Although her waist is slightly plump, it is not really obese. If compared with an average woman, she is slender. Up.However, he never thought about what it would be like to go to bed with nuns like them. They don't wear a bra on their breasts, and what do they wear inside?Will they deliberately try to flatten their breasts?

Lin Tianlong couldn't help being interested in Taoist aunt's figure, especially the gentle look of the teacher's wife, and the gentle tone of her voice called for a different taste.Besides, the charming appearance of the milfs of the teacher, coupled with the graceful and luxurious temperament, is really tickling, I really want to touch her breasts...

Oops, Lin Tianlong slapped himself secretly, and blamed himself for thinking about these obscene things at this time. After all, this is the Holy Land of Dharma School, and he was so disrespectful to the teacher, what a damn!

Master's age is about forty. The ruthless years did not leave any traces of fatigue on his face. Her skin still looks so white, delicate, and elastic, as if she was in her 30s.She is full of body, plump but not swollen, her round buttocks swinging regularly under her robes, wave after wave.With the swing of her hips, Lin Tianlong's heart rose with lust.

The satyr had his own way of being a satyr. Lin Tianlong asked some questions on the excuse and stepped forward quickly, his body next to the middle-aged Mani.

"Master hasn't told me the pretty nun sister's name?" The man's body was almost close to her, and the hot masculine breath came in and flowed into the sea of ​​mind, and a Zen mind that had not waved in the ancient well for many years emerged. Fluctuations, blushing, panting, and rapid heartbeat. The sound master Tai Nai is Dao Gouni. He is just a teenager, and it is probably the baby son of a close friend of the year. She can't do anything to him.But the emotional reaction in her body reflected in her heart like a mirror, and she couldn't help but think to herself: "Amitabha Buddha, sin, sin."

Middle-aged Mani quickened his pace and wanted to get rid of the entanglement of the young, but Lin Tianlong followed suit.When she did that, the boy got closer to her, and there was almost no barrier in her plump body.

Looking at the middle-aged Mani, Lin Tianlong blushed like a fire, snorted like a cow, and smiled in his heart. He did pretend to be extremely concerned and asked, "What's wrong with you, Auntie Master?"

The boy pretended to touch the flushing jade face of the middle-aged Mani to see if she had a fever.The middle-aged Mani had a shy face and hurriedly avoided his hand, saying: "Thank you for your concern, the poor nun is fine."

After speaking, he hurriedly backed away in a panic.Because her face was facing him, she didn't see the threshold behind her, she touched her heels, her center of gravity was unstable, and the person fell backward and was about to fall to the ground. Only the silhouette of the figure flashed and someone hugged him. Nian Mani prevents her from falling to the ground.

The person who shot this was naturally Lin Tianlong. He put his arms around the waist of the stunning Mani and asked, "Master, are you okay?"

Although the smooth and watery skin is separated by a layer of clothing, it is reflected in his heart without any hindrance, and he sighs in his heart: "What a smooth skin?"

The middle-aged Mani blushed with shame. Although she was a teenager, she was a man after all. Her sturdy hands hugged her thin waist, like an electric shock, and a heat was transmitted to the skin from the hands, like a piece The boulder plunged into the lake and caused a wave of waves, and Miaoyin trembled in her heart, and hurriedly said, "No, it's okay."

She took her precious daughter to the Guanyin Temple to practice for 20 years. She hadn't experienced a relationship between men and women in 20 years. At this moment, she had no idea how to deal with the provocation of young men.')##ThefilewassavedusingTrialversionofChmDecompiler.DownloadChmDecompilerfrom: (ignore the English at the end)