Sloppy Taoist Priest

After wandering aimlessly through the forest for a while, the man arrived at a dilapidated mountain god temple. His figure then vanished into the darkness. Cat Two blinked his beady eyes, held his index and middle fingers together in front of his eyes, and used the Heavenly Eye Mantra to clearly see everything, tangible and intangible, within a three-meter radius in the pitch black. Cat Two leaped to the window outside the dilapidated temple and looked inside, gasping in horror. Beneath the collapsed mountain god statue, a woman in red, her hair disheveled, had no skin on her face, revealing a blood-red, skeletal head. The pale-faced man pulled a pulsating, blood-red object from his black robes and presented it to the woman, anxiously saying, "Quickly eat this human heart, and you'll be alright." The woman in red snatched the blood-soaked heart with her withered hand and stuffed it into her skeletal mouth, crunching away as the heart's blood gushed down her cheeks.
Outside the window, Cat Erdao was so shocked his mustache stood on end. He saw a layer of blood-red light emanate from the woman after she finished eating the heart, and fresh, tender flesh gradually grew from her face; even her withered claws became plump. In no time, the ghostly woman transformed into a beautiful, delicate young woman. Cat Two secretly praised in his heart:
"What a beautiful and virtuous woman!" The man in black beside him reached out and stroked the woman's face, excitedly shouting, "Good, good! That person really didn't deceive us. As long as we give in to eighty more human hearts, Ying'er, you won't have to suffer the pain of being exposed anymore."
The beautiful young woman named Ying'er also stroked the man's face, looking at him with her beautiful eyes, and asked softly, "Lord Fan Jian, am I beautiful?" The man excitedly pulled her into his arms and answered repeatedly, "Beautiful, extremely beautiful. So beautiful that I want to make love with you." After hearing this, the woman slowly moved her smooth jade hand to the man's crotch, and said seductively in the man's ear, "Then what are you waiting for? Husband, come quickly!" Seeing that Ying'er was so eager, Fan Jian grabbed Ying'er's big red bodice with his two lewd hands and tore it open, and a pair of soft and white breasts popped out. Fan Jian bent down and sucked on the nipples and licked them beautifully.
Ying'er, her eyes half-closed in a daze, tilted her head back and let out a soft, lewd moan from her fragrant mouth: "Husband, be gentle, I can't take it anymore, I'm about to feel like I'm in heaven." Fan Jian, hearing this, spat out the wet nipple from his mouth and lewdly laughed: "I only tasted your beautiful breasts and you can't take it anymore, what will it be like when we make love? Will I send you to the clouds?" Ying'er held one of her white breasts and pushed it into Fan Jian's mouth, moving it up and down, while moaning lewdly as she replied: "Then I'll send my husband to the Western Paradise first." Stimulated by lust, Fan Jian stripped himself and Ying'er naked, their two white, smooth bodies kissing and touching, intertwining and merging together.
Hidden outside the window, Cat Erdao's face was filled with lust. He swallowed hard and thought to himself, "I'll watch this erotic scene first, then I'll send you two devils to the Western Paradise." Intending to spy until the very end, Cat Erdao's beady eyes widened, his thick, dark penis, dripping with moisture, stood erect as he stared intently at the couple making love inside the temple. Fan Jian, bare-armed, leaned down to Ying'er's vulva, lewdly slurring, "Slutty Ying'er, are you scared?" With that, Fan Jian spread Ying'er's legs apart, revealing her wet, pungent vulva.
Lying on the hay, Ying'er cried out shyly, "Ah! Husband, you're so naughty, I'm so ashamed!" She stretched out her beautiful feet and lightly kicked Fan Jian's chest, her two white, tender legs twisting and turning, trying to cover her vulva. Fan Jian stroked her smooth legs and continued to forcefully spread Ying'er's legs apart. How could he let that alluring, fleshy orifice close so easily?
Before Ying'er could react, Fan Jian suddenly took her clitoris into his mouth, his thick, saliva-covered tongue licking the pair of fleshy wings of the black butterfly. As he licked, Fan Jian said, "Ying'er, how's my tongue skill? Can you feel the tightening inside your little hole?"
Ying'er, lying flat, twisted her waist and swayed her hips, it was unclear whether she was trying to escape Fan Jian's lewd tongue or trying her best to please him. She didn't answer Fan Jian's question, only shaking her body and repeatedly crying out, "Ah~ Husband, husband!
No, no, ah! Harder." Fan Jian was overjoyed to hear Ying'er's pleas, and he licked her orifice even more vigorously, his thick, long, lewd tongue flying up and down inside and outside the orifice, making Ying'er feel endless pleasure. Cat Erdao, who was peeping outside the window, was burning with lust, swallowing his saliva incessantly, wishing he could join in and taste the intoxicating pleasure of the butterfly's beautiful orifice.
"Husband, don't go so deep! It feels so good. Ah!" Fan Jian buried his face between her two jade-like legs, the sounds of the man sucking and licking her vulva rising and falling with the woman's cries of pleasure. With a lewd cry from Ying'er, she squeezed her legs together, forcing Fan Jian's mouth and tongue out from between her legs, refusing to let him enter again. Fan Jian stuck out his tongue and licked the juices from the corner of his mouth into his mouth, then asked with satisfaction, "Ying'er, was it comfortable just now?" Ying'er suddenly got up and pounced on the unsuspecting Fan Jian, straddling his waist with her naked body.
Ying'er said with a mixture of hatred and love, "My beautiful white breasts haven't been satisfied yet." After saying that, Ying'er held her breasts with both hands and stuffed her round and large breasts into Fan Jian's mouth. As Fan Jian raised his neck to lick vigorously, Ying'er's jade-like fingers grasped the man's thick penis, aiming it at her own vaginal opening. Then, she sat down hard on her plump buttocks, her lewd moans rising again. Fan Jian licked her nipples and cried out, "Ah! Ying'er's vagina is so tight!" Ying'er also cried out lewdly, "Ah! Husband's penis is so thick, it's touching my clitoris.

Husband, let me serve you." Ying'er vigorously swayed her breasts and hips on Fan Jian's body, her breasts sometimes flying into his mouth, sometimes dangling in mid-air and swaying back and forth. Ying'er's voluptuous waist pressed against Fan Jian's lower abdomen, rubbing back and forth, bringing the two of them to another blissful climax. Streams of vaginal fluid flowed from the tightly joined genitals, wetting their thick pubic hair. Their wet pubic hair clung together, emitting a tantalizingly pungent aroma. As Ying'er's hips trembled more violently, Fan Jian and Ying'er felt waves of tingling pleasure surging from their genitals.
Ignoring her disheveled hair, Ying'er straddled the man, writhing frantically. Her hips swayed faster and more powerfully, her white breasts heaving more violently, her beautiful face contorted with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Suddenly, Fan Jian grabbed her slender waist, his body trembling as he cried out urgently, "Ah, Ying'er, good Ying'er, faster, faster! It's coming, it's coming!" Hearing this, Ying'er quickened her hip movements, pleading loudly, "Husband, husband, no! Hold on, just a little longer!" Their naked bodies seemed to shake the very fabric of the earth.
Cat Second Dao, who had been spying outside the window for a long time, was ready to make his move. He swiftly pulled a peach wood sword from his sleeve and stared intently at the male and female ghosts inside, who were about to reach their climax. "Hey! What a pair of lewd ghosts! Cat Daoist is here!" With a crash, the wooden window of the dilapidated temple shattered, and a figure swooped down like a hawk towards the bodies of the man and woman engaged in passionate intercourse.
Fan Jian, who was being straddled, felt his penis loosen and could no longer control his senses. Thick streams of white ghost semen gushed out, not hitting the woman's vagina, but spraying all over his lower abdomen.
After his climax, Fan Jian heard Ying'er scream. He opened his eyes and saw a short, ugly Taoist priest in a wide robe who had not only knocked Ying'er away with a palm strike but also lewdly pressed a yellow talisman onto Ying'er's white breasts. Enraged, Fan Jian dragged his weary body to his feet, ready for battle. But the Taoist priest appeared like a ghost, thrusting a gleaming golden peach wood sword into Fan Jian's ghostly body with a soft thud, thick blue smoke billowing from the wound. With a thud, Fan Jian collapsed to the ground, howling in pain. Seeing his sneak attack successful, Cat Two stood with his hands behind his back, sneering repeatedly, "You two ghosts, why don't you surrender?"
Ying'er waved her hand, and the red robes scattered on the ground flew back onto her, covering her naked body. Ying'er pointed at Mao Erdao angrily and asked, "Who are you? Why did you ambush us?" Mao Erdao stroked his mustache and replied smugly, "I am Mao Erdao of Maoshan, specializing in capturing you evil ghosts who refuse to reincarnate and wreak havoc on the human world.
If you know what's good for you, obediently let me guide you to the afterlife. If you dare to resist again, I will shatter your souls, so you won't even be able to be ghosts anymore." After saying that, Mao Erdao began chanting a rebirth incantation, intending to send Fan Jian and Ying'er back to the cycle of life and death.
Unfortunately, after chanting the incantation, it had no effect whatsoever. The two ghosts remained perfectly fine, either standing or lying in front of him.
Cat Erdao was horrified and exclaimed, "This? How could this be?" The beautiful young woman Ying'er conjured a hideous ghost face, her jade hands turning into withered claws, and she sneered, "Hahaha, you stinking Taoist! It's not that your Rebirth Mantra is useless, but that my husband and I are already beyond birth and death, no longer within the Six Realms. Your spell naturally has no effect whatsoever!" Cat Erdao's beady eyes widened upon hearing this, and he said, "Nonsense! How can there be such a strange theory as not being within the Six Realms!" Ying'er ignored Cat Erdao and jumped to Fan Jian's side. Fan Jian was severely injured and had already transformed into a ferocious ghost with a blue face and fangs.
Ying'er's sleeve flashed, and she transformed back into the shy and beautiful young woman. She removed half of her red dress, held one of her white breasts to Fan Jian's lips, and said softly, "Husband, quickly drink my milk; it will heal your wounds." Upon hearing this, Fan Jian reached out his ghostly claws, grabbed Ying'er's white breast, and squeezed hard. A stream of sweet milk spurted from his ghostly mouth. Then he opened his mouth wide and suckled the nipple, making Ying'er gasp softly from her nose. Fan Jian alternated between the two breasts, soon regaining his pale, masculine appearance.
Fan Jian, now fully recovered, pulled Ying'er into his arms. His lewd hand slipped inside her red skirt, kneading her plump buttocks, as he said, "You've been cursed by this stinky Taoist priest, so absorb some of my essence to heal your wounds." Ying'er obediently knelt before Fan Jian, pulled down his pants, and took out his thick, wet penis, sucking and licking it. Fan Jian pressed Ying'er's head down, thrusting into her mouth with moans of pleasure. The two, treating Mao Erdao as if he were dead, engaged in a passionate oral sex act right before his eyes.
Meanwhile, Mao Erdao secretly plotted: A direct confrontation was impossible today, and he couldn't find a weakness in his strategy. The only option was to quickly escape while the two ghosts healed and then devise a plan later. Having made up his mind, Cat Two glanced longingly at the outline of Ying'er's plump buttocks beneath her red dress, then with a flick of his robe, leaped out of the dilapidated temple and dashed away. Cat Two's voice echoed in mid-air: "Listen up, you two devils! Although I am a disciple of the Daoist path, I cannot arbitrarily harm your souls. I'll allow you a few more hours of pleasure; the next time we meet will be your final farewell!" A

while later, Fan Jian, enjoying oral sex in the temple, secretly asked, "Has that stinky Daoist really left?" Ying'er, still sucking on his penis, mumbled, "He's definitely gone." Fan Jian quickly sighed and pulled his penis from Ying'er's mouth. Ying'er, who was enjoying the stimulation, was quite displeased with her mouth suddenly empty and made a move to suck on the man's penis again. Fan Jian pulled Ying'er up and said, "Good Ying'er, pleasure isn't for a moment. Although we fooled that stinky Taoist priest today, will we have another chance like this? That priest's magic is beyond our capabilities. We should find a safe place first." Ying'er blinked her beautiful eyes and said with slight dissatisfaction, "After we find a place, will you, my husband, use your rear-entry technique on me?" Fan Jian rubbed Ying'er's white breasts and lewdly laughed, "Haha, as long as we avoid that stinky Taoist priest, let alone rear-entry, even uprooting a willow branch is no problem!" After saying this, Fan Jian embraced Ying'er and transformed into a gust of black wind, disappearing from sight.

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