Chapter 30

The next morning, when Qing Hong got up, there was no movement in the living room, only wrinkled toilet paper left. Shuman had left about the morning, and Lin He was still sleeping naked on the sofa. Qing Hong looked at him coldly, cleaned up the sanitation in the house, put on a fine makeup, opened the bedside table, took out the open-stand black silk erotic socks that Lin He had bought for her before, and only casually wore a rose-red nightgown outside, then took out his cell phone and called Zhang Yong's phone.

Sister, what's wrong with this early Ah? Zhang Yong's lazy and confused voice came from the other end of the phone

You come to my house now

What's wrong?

You'll know when you come

Sister, please reveal a little bit first, I'm sleeping now

If you come or not, forget it

Come on, I'll come right away

Qing Hong's tone sounded extremely calm, but with an irresistible tone and momentum, Zhang Yong did not dare to disobey at all. He quickly turned over and got up from the bed, washed up briefly, grabbed the clothes at the head of the bed and went out.

As soon as Zhang Yong knocked on the door of Qinghong's house, Qinghong hung his neck with both hands. His long legs in black stockings jumped up and wrapped around Zhang Yong's waist. His whole body hung on Zhang Yong's body like an octopus. His bright and tender red lips took the initiative to kiss his mouth. Zhang Yong was a little at a loss by Qinghong's sudden initiative, because he always thought that he had always taken the initiative to conquer this charming young woman, and Qinghong rarely took the initiative to him. Zhang Yong couldn't help but wonder, could this woman completely let herself go once she divorced?

Sister, do you want to fuck your mother so early in the morning?

Zhang Yong hugged Qing Hong's soft and sexy buttocks, and while talking, he stretched out his tongue and drilled into her mouth. Qing Hong didn't answer him, but just wrapped his limbs tightly around Zhang Yong's body. The tongue in his mouth wanted to reach his throat to ask for it wildly. The four lips were tightly blended and fit together. The dexterous tongue sucked each other's saliva greedily, and then stirred and entangled each other. The two of them walked into the living room while kissing each other. After a deep long kiss with Qing Hong, Zhang Yong opened his eyes intoxicatedly, but saw Lin He walking out of the bathroom with bare shirtless.

He was stunned immediately, stopped all movements, subconsciously let go of his hand holding Qing Hong's butt, Qing Hong's body lost its center of gravity and then slid down. Although Zhang Yong had never seen Lin He, he had seen photos from Qing Hong's mobile phone. Qing Hong invited him to the house early in the morning. He thought Lin He was not at home, after all, he slept with someone else's wife. Now when he suddenly saw Lin He, Zhang Yong couldn't help but feel guilty. Seeing Zhang Yong suddenly put him down, Qing Hong looked back at Zhang Yong's gaze, ignored Lin He, just sneered, and immediately turned to face Zhang Yong again.

Fuck me

Qing Hong only said two words loudly, then rushed towards Zhang Yong like crazy, hugging him tightly. The desire and anger in her heart made her completely lose her mind. She imagined the expression on Lin He's face behind her at this time, and an inexplicable pleasure surged in her heart.

Sister Hong, are you crazy? Quickly... Let me go

Zhang Yong was frightened by Qing Hong's actions, but the young woman's soft and sexy body exuding a charming fragrance hugged Zhang Yong tightly, but Zhang Yong, who was already guilty, didn't know what to do, and it was not to push, nor was it not to push.

I want to fuck you, didn’t you hear me? Fuck you, I want you to fuck my slut now!

Qing Hong shouted loudly, pulling Zhang Yong and entering the bedroom together in front of Lin He. Of course, she said this for Lin He to hear this sentence. She wanted Lin He to know how she survived last night. Didn’t he keep asking about the recordings and photos of himself and Zhang Yong? Then, let’s do it for him at home now.

Sister Hong, please let me go quickly, your husband... Brother Lin is still at home...

Although Zhang Yong was pulled into the bedroom by Qing Hong, he had just touched Lin He's cold gaze like a blade, and his heart was already panicked. No matter how brave he was, he didn't dare to have sex with his wife in front of Lin He. He tried to push Qing Hong away with both hands, but at this moment his whole body was tightly held by Qing Hong. He had no place to start, so he had to force his hands from Qing Hong's waist. However, he took down Qing Hong's silky nightgown, revealing his snow-white and smooth upper body. He only wore a red lace bra inside, wrapping his firm and plump breasts inside. The deep cleavage was exposed in front of Zhang Yong's eyes.

Just as the moment he was pushed away by Zhang Yong, Qing Hong grabbed his hands like crazy and placed them on the pair of white and soft breasts that were raised high on his chest. Her plump breasts and the already hard nipples inside, the moment she was covered by Zhang Yong's big hand, Qing Hong couldn't help but moaned happily.

Hiss... Little beast, you touched your sister so comfortably. Qing Hong said with her eyes as silk

When Zhang Yong heard this, he was so scared that he quickly pulled his hands back, then turned around and ran towards the door, but when he stopped just after he reached the door of the bedroom, Qing Hong knew that Zhang Yong stopped because of his husband Lin He, he must be standing outside the door at this moment. Qing Hong didn't know whether he was deliberately trying to anger Lin He or because his desire had been ignited, and he let out an extremely coquettish and lewd smile, saying:

Why don’t you run away? Are you reluctant to let go of your little slutty girl who is flowing down from her sister?

After Qing Hong said that, she walked behind Zhang Yong. However, before Qing Hong could approach him, Zhang Yong turned around and ran in again, then quickly locked the door, leaning against the door in a panic look.

Sister Hong, your husband is in the living room outside...

Just be there, you know that I divorced him, what are you afraid of?

What are you afraid of? Sister Hong, I beg you. When you officially finish your divorce certificate, he will not be here. I will fuck you ten times a day.

Little beast, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of him?

Looking at Zhang Yong's nervous look, Qing Hong secretly felt funny. When this little beast had sex with him in a hotel outside, he was like a wild beast in heat. Not only did he act rudely, he kept calling himself a slutty girl, but he also said he wanted to fuck her in front of Lin He. Now that he was delivered to the door, he retreated instead.

Qing Hong's naked upper body, as the rose-red nightgown completely slid off her shoulders, the sexy open-stitched black stockings below were also exposed, and the thin black stockings could vaguely see the mysterious spring light between the two jade legs. It was dark inside, a thin and narrow lace underwear covered the most mysterious and darkest parts. Some thick black pubic underwear squeezed out on both sides. Zhang Yong couldn't help swallowing his saliva as he looked. A very obvious tent had been supported in his crotch. Qing Hong walked over, wrapped his hands around Zhang Yong's neck, and gasped in his ear and said:

Don't be afraid, do you think he really can't hear me so loudly just now?

What? Zhang Yong's body stiffened

Little beast, since I dare to let you come, don’t you understand?

Sister Hong, do you mean? Zhang Yong is still full of doubts

Why? Don't believe it? Otherwise, why haven't he broken in yet?

Qing Hong said, while freeing up a white and tender little hand to the bottom and stretching out Zhang Yong's zipper. The raised tent immediately emerged from the crack of the pants. Qing Hong grabbed the long spear that had already entered the combat state through Zhang Yong's underwear.

Sister Hong, why don’t we wait...

Little beast, your cock is so hard!

After touching Zhang Yong's big meat stick, Qing Hong's body was completely relied on Zhang Yong. She seemed to be completely fascinated by the strong masculine aura coming from Zhang Yong.

Sister Hong...

Kiss me!

Qing Hong closed her eyes, interrupted Zhang Yong's words, pleated her tender red lips, and waited for Zhang Yong to kiss her, but after waiting for a while, Zhang Yong did not take action. Qing Hong opened her eyes disappointedly, but saw Zhang Yong gasping quickly, her face tense and nervous.

What are you waiting for? Do you want me to be your wife by breaking my mother apart and fucking me? Then why do you want me to be your wife again and again?

Qing Hong shouted loudly, facing Zhang Yong's indifference, she was anxious and angry. At this time, even Zhang Yong hated him. He took the initiative like this, what else do he want?

Did he lose his appeal to Zhang Yong?

It's impossible, it must be because of my husband. If Lin He was not at home at this moment, I'm afraid Zhang Yong's big cock would have been inserted into his body long ago.

Sister Hong, I...

Fuck me, use your big cock to fuck me. Don't worry, even if you open the door, he won't dare to come in!

When you think of the scenes of Lin He and Shuman in the living room last night, Qing Hong's anger could not be suppressed. Zhang Yong was already burning with desire at this time. Although he still had doubts in his heart, as Qing Hong's gentle little hands kept rubbing the huge tent under him, his desire became stronger and stronger.

Sister Hong, I can't help it anymore...

Before Zhang Yong finished speaking, Qing Hong had untied Zhang Yong's belt, and put his little hand in directly from his underwear. He skillfully held the big cock that was as hot as an iron rod. Zhang Yong's cock was obviously much bigger than Lin He's. In addition, he was young, and his cock was hard and full of strength. After touching Zhang Yong's hot cock, Qing Hong seemed to have gotten a beloved baby. She couldn't let go. She couldn't help but lift Zhang Yong's pants and underwear to her knees, then knelt down, raised her head and opened her mouth while stroking it, and stretched her tongue out a little bit. Finally, the warm and agile tip of her tongue pressed against the purple-red glans. After licking it a few times, she took it in one mouthful.

Ah…hiss…

The huge pleasure made Zhang Yong finally give up his resistance, closed his eyes, pressed Qing Hong's head, and began to enjoy it. He also made a comfortable breathing sound from his mouth. Qing Hong sucked the strong cock in his mouth while looking up at Zhang Yong. At this time, Zhang Yong also opened his eyes and saw Qing Hong eating a cock in his mouth. When both sides looked at each other, they saw an unprecedented strong desire in their eyes.

Um... Little beast, I haven't eaten it for a while, your cock has become more sexy and delicious

Sister Hong... your little mouth is too tightly wrapped, Ah...hiss...

Zhang Yong picked up Qinghong and kissed her mouth that had just eaten her cock. His big hand began to wander around Qinghong's body in a daze. When he slapped Qinghong's big round butt wrapped in black stockings behind him, Qinghong was so sensitive that he couldn't help but spasm, and his body couldn't help but slid down. Fortunately, Zhang Yong used both hands to hold her tender big butt at the same time.

Especially the hot giant stick under Zhang Yong's crotch was pushed straight between Qing Hong's legs, grinding it over and over, making Qing Hong feel panicked. At this moment, she just wanted to be loved by a man's cock soon, and she wanted to immediately insert the big stick that was being pushed around into her slippery flesh hole.

Little beast, fuck me, Qinghong squinted her eyes and said to Zhang Yong

Qing Hong left Zhang Yong's arms and stood under the huge wedding photo on the bedroom wall. The white wedding dress symbolized her holy love with Lin He. At this time, Qing Hong was naked, leaving only a set of sexy red lace underwear and a pair of open-stitched black silk panties. Her jade legs stretched straight, and then slowly separated to both sides. Her slender and pale little hands reached between her legs, pulling the thin and narrow red lace panties to one side. The darkest and most mysterious area finally became clear in the light. A bunch of plump, white and tender, tightly gripped, Mao Zaza's wife's fat and beautiful mother was exposed to Zhang Yong without reservation.

Qing Hong used his little hands to spread the thick black pubic hair there, pressed the two thick lip with her index finger and middle finger, and then spread them hard to both sides, revealing the bright red and tender pubic flesh inside. The wet pubic water immediately began to gush out from inside. The pubic hair and stockings on both sides were quickly soaked in the pubic water.

Little beast, have you seen my mother? It’s so slutty inside that it’s almost itchy...