Although King Zhou was known as the first warrior of yin and Shang Dynasties, he could capture Xiongju alive when he was a young man, supporting beams and changing pillars, but his body shape was not as good as that of Yuan Hong. What’s more, Yuan Hong has been practicing for thousands of years, but he is no more than ten kinds of spirit animals. What’s more, the so-called left-handed skills and natural talent. Nothing else, just a penis in the crotch, is really thicker than an arm, with no friends in the world, as strong as an elephant trunk. Daji held Yuan Hong’s Yang root in both hands, kneaded it slowly, and put out her tongue to lick the rest. But Yuan Hong could not be satisfied with this, and asked Chang Hao next to him to swallow eggs and lick his anus. At the same time, he enjoyed the eloquence of two beauties.