Chapter 17 H in the car (Car shock 69)

The sex incident in the afternoon left Shen Qinghe's upper body full of red marks. The collar of the skirt was quite small, and the exposed areas were spots. Every kiss mark was a trace of their mutual love.

Zhou Jing kissed the red marks on the red marks as much as she exposed.

The collar of the dress was torn off by Zhou Jing, and her round shoulders were exposed.

Shen Qinghe has clear bones and her clavicle is slightly sunken. If there is a heavy rain now, there will be a nest of clear water on her clavicle.

Zhou Jing bit her shoulder, his hands were as impatient as fire.

It’s not that Zhou Jing is just that Shen Qinghe’s invitation is so seductive that he wants to fuck her now.

Zhou Jing's fingers were clamping her nipples, but his palms were still pinching and rubbing her right breast.

Through her clothes, she could see Zhou Jing's big hands wandering around her snow breasts. She was used to seeing these hands ravaging her naked breasts, but this was the first time she saw them ravaging her delicate breasts through her clothes.

The night breeze blew slightly, and her skin was covered with bumps.

It's cold?

Zhou Jing asked while pinching her tender breasts.

Well...a little bit.

Her hands pressed against Zhou Jing's hot chest and responded softly.

Zhou Jing carried Shen Qinghe on his shoulder. The breasts that had just been kneaded were extremely sensitive. A sensation came from her breasts and some nectar surged out of her lower body.

Later she heard the sound of the car door being opened, then the gasp of her being placed in the back seat, and finally the sound of the car door being closed and locked.

These voices followed one after another, and Zhou Jing's actions were completed in one go.

The car was narrow and Zhou Jing could only kneel on her.

Although he didn't take off his trousers, she could already feel his crotch being pushed up.

Shen Qinghe leaned down and untied his restraints. In the afternoon, the thick bounce that had entered her body three times jumped out and pointed straight towards her belly button.

Good, you are so proactive.

Zhou Jing stripped away the two of them, and his heavy breath hit Shen Qinghe's lips.

The alley was dark and there was no light on their cars.

Shen Qinghe stroked Zhou Jing's cheek, and she opened her lips slightly and asked: What you promised me by Jinghu just now can still count?

Zhou Jing said without thinking: Make numbers naturally.

As long as it is her request, count everything.

You will carry me on my birthday every year from now on.Shen Qinghe looked at Zhou Jinggao's nose and said softly.

Every year?Is it what he thought?She would want him to carry her on her back when she was twenty, thirty, or even their seventies and eighties?

Zhou Jing has always known that Shen Qinghe was born with a pessimistic temperament. She always felt that she could not live twenty years ago. So if she said the next two years of birth, it means that she had never thought about Xiang Sheng, but what she said was every year in the future. Does this mean that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him for a long time?

Qinghe, are you talking about what I mean?Zhou Jing was so surprised that he didn't even notice his own voice trembling.

I hope you can carry me if you can still recite the birthdays of your 20, 30, or even seventy years old in the future.

People always ask for life.

She used to be too pessimistic. During the days when she got married to Zhou Jing, she could see Zhou Jing's sincerity and the thoughts Zhou Jing spent on her.

Every day, new medicinal materials are moved to home. Before, she heard that Zhou Jing was seeking medical treatment everywhere, and only said that the disease was difficult to cure, and never said that her disease was incurable.

He was asking for her for life, and she thought that she might be willing to live once.

You can carry it, of course you can carry it!Your husband must have been old and strong at that time, how could I not be able to carry you?

Zhou Jing's penis swelled so much that he felt pain, and joy burst into his mind. He spread out Shen Qinghe's vagina and wanted to go in and penetrate her, but the hole was fucked for so long in the afternoon and was so tight that his penis would definitely not be able to be stuffed in.

Shen Qinghe saw that he had already aimed at her vagina, but Zhou Jing didn't go in. She locked the vaginal fluid in her vagina and her voice was unbearable: Why are you, why don't you come in?

Good, have I told you?

What?

Don't ask me why I didn't come in.

After the words ended, Zhou Jing's fingers found Shen Qinghe's flooded hole and went in and out.

Good, you are so wet.

Every time the two fingers went in and out, a sound of GuJJJ was made, which sounded extremely obscene.

Every time Zhou Jing said she was wet, she was shy and happy.Moreover, her pussy contracted quickly just like she could understand Zhou Jing's words.

Wet and tight, beloved, have you seen the erotic pictures before?Zhou Jing's fingers were sucked tightly, and he let Shen Qinghe's small hand hold his stubbornness, his voice was low.

...How could I see that kind of thing?

Shen Qinghe held Zhou Jing's desire in one hand and kneaded her tender breasts with the other, but she thought to herself: Zhou Jing won't eat her breasts today, her breasts are so itchy and uncomfortable.

There are many varieties in the erotic palace map, let’s try it next time.Zhou Jing said, but now your pussy needs to be relaxed, otherwise I can't get in, be good.

What you said next time will not be tomorrow, right?

Just like today I said I would do it in the car.

If you're looking forward, it can be now.

When Shen Qinghe heard this, she suddenly felt a little expectant. Her pussy loosened, Zhou Jing's fingers accelerated, and the friction between her fingers and the flesh wall made Shen Qinghe couldn't help but scream.

Then, go in, brother.

Then I have to change the object, be good.

Her fingers that had just entered and exited her vagina left her wet flower hole. She felt that her flower hole was flowing all the time, and her vagina was once again broken open, and the nest with water was in the shape of her fingers just now.

Shen Qinghe felt that the wind was pouring into her pussy, and later the wind was squeezed away by Zhou Jing's penis.

They did it too many times in the afternoon. Although Shen Qinghe's pussy was still tight, Zhou Jing entered it smoothly this time, and he inserted it to the end and hit the deepest part of her flower heart.

Her lower body was finally satisfied, but her upper body was not yet, and her snow breasts were still itchy. She thought to Zhou Jing to eat her breasts.

Ha... Zhou, Zhou Jing.

You called me just now, and I like it more.

elder brother.

The brother mixed with the sound of accompaniment, and he could understand very well.

...Ha, I'm itchy, you rub it.

Shen Qinghe kneaded her left breast herself, and her voice was shattered by the impact.

itch?

Although she said that Zhou Jing would rub it, he still understood.

The tender breasts, which were originally blown by the night wind, were finally wrapped in their warm mouths, and her areola and nipples were sucked into crystal clearness.

Every time Zhou Jing sucked, he would confront him.

Her moans were also dispersed in repeated confrontations.

Good, your milk seems to have grown a little bigger. Is there milk in it?Let me eat.Zhou Jing always learns his own filthy words. He knows that a woman will not have breastfeeding without pregnancy or having a child, but he still wants to say it.

Usually, Shen Qinghe would say that she had not been pregnant and had a child, so where did she get milk, but for some reason now, she was very happy in her heart. She followed Zhou Jing's words: You, you eat, I don't know, I don't know if there is milk in it or if there is milk.

After saying that, he raised his body, and the pair of tender breasts approached him a little, and her heart was also penetrated heavily.

Zhou Jing sucked hard, but didn't suck the milk out of it. He pretended to be disappointed: Good, no breasts...

...Ah, brother, hurry up, you, suck my breasts again...

For a moment, it started drizzling outside the window, and the rain washed over the roof and ground, covering up the sound inside the car.

But although the sound can be covered up, the car trembles too hard, and the frequency of this shaking is getting faster and faster, which makes people have bad imaginations.

Zhou Jing finished sucking his breasts. Although he didn't suck out the milk, he was still satisfied with the aroma of milk.

Shen Qinghe's thin legs were stuck on Zhou Jing's thin waist. She bit Zhou Jing's lips, her eyes blurred.

Brother, your taste is so good, let me eat it again.

Is it the taste of the mouth or the taste below?Zhou Jing said, if it is a mouth, it should be your milky smell, not mine.

He hit her vagina hard again.

She screamed in pain.

Ah...ha...I want to eat it.

Zhou Jing felt dissatisfied and thrust in her vagina for more than a dozen times, reluctantly pulling out his penis from her vagina.

His penis was still wrapped in her vaginal fluid.

Shen Qinghe possessed her and looked at the genitals mixed with the breath of two people. The genitals were still standing upright, and being pulled out now was torture.

She stuck out her tongue and licked the urethra, and looked up at Zhou Jing: You...you lie down.

Zhou Jing lay in the position where Shen Qinghe had just been lying, and there was the warmth that Shen Qinghe had just left on the seat.

When he wanted to ask Shen Qinghe what he wanted to do, he saw Shen Qinghe's jade buttocks pointing at his face, his genitals were wrapped in a wet place, and his agile tongue was still circling his genitals.

Shen Qinghe controlled her teeth and prevented her teeth from touching Zhou Jing's genitals. This was not the first time she had done oral work for Zhou Jing, but it was the first time she had her butt facing Zhou Jing.

She sucked Zhou Jing's genitals gently, and her movements were gentle.

Zhou Jing looked at the thick and long vagina that was just accommodated by him, and the vaginal fluid dripped on his lips, which was sweet and delicious.

He knew how many gullies there were on his genitals, so he couldn't bear to give him his genitals, and he was reluctant to wipe Shen Qinghe's lips.

While Shen Qinghe sucked and licked, her clam meat was broken open, and her familiar tongue slid into her vagina. The tip of the tongue was like a snake tentatively touching her flesh wall.

Her pussy was sensitive and water came out of her mouth with a slight touch.

Zhou Jing swept away part of the honey liquid in his hole, and a drop was still hanging on the tip of his nose.

He patted Shen Qinghe's white and tender buttocks and heated to her vagina: Good, so sweet, as sweet as before.

Feelings surged in her heart, heat flowed in her hole, and a few drops of vaginal fluid dripped out.

Zhou Jing raised his head and wrapped her vagina, entering her flower pussy again.

They suck each other and wrap each other up their closest places.

This feeling is humid and warm.

They licked each other, and in the end, I don’t know who sent who to the top, or they reached the top together.

He cumed her mouth full of her mouth.

She also ejaculated his mouth.