Chapter 11 Belt H (Belt play, licking pussy, female)

Shen Qinghe could only see her naked upper body, but she could not imagine how lewd her posture was.

The cheongsam was loosely placed between her crotch and wrinkled into a ball, and there was no sign of the exquisite workmanship of the cheongsam.

The dressing table was narrow and she lay on it, and Zhou Jing didn't even have a place to put his hands on it.

The mirror reflects Zhou Jing's every move.

His tongue started to lick from the roundness of Shen Qinghe's chest, and he kissed him every inch down.

Shen Qinghe has a lot of breasts. Although she is lying down now, her breasts can still be piled up in two balls, and her tender breasts are swaying slightly, as if she is seducing Zhou Jing.

The ribbon was not tied tightly, and Zhou Jing kept moving downwards, and Shen Qinghe suddenly placed her hand on Zhou Jing's shoulder.

I'm hot...

real?

Shen Qinghe's tail sound trembles: Yes...

Zhou Jing got up and took a piece of ice from the ice bucket and put it in his mouth.

You put your mouth in your mouth, you are in heat, where are me?Shen Qinghe was a little angry when she saw his movements, and her voice stopped trembling. She glared at her almond eyes, and even more ignoring the look of her breasts being trembling with anger.

Zhou Jing's mouth was sealed by ice, and he didn't answer. He opened his mouth, shouting the ice, and wrapped Shen Qinghe's roundness.

The biting cold immediately came, and the sticky damp heat disappeared in an instant. What left Shen Qinghe's body was a bitter smell.

Shen Qinghe was shocked and made a sound.

The ice quickly melted in Zhou Jing's mouth, and the ice water was warmed into warm water and slid along her breasts.

Shen Qinghe raised her head slightly, and her half-lying lie down made her a little tired. This fatigue brought her to the refusal of her right breast in Zhou Jing's mouth.

Zhou Jing picked up Shen Qinghe and walked around the room with her buttocks piled with her clothes.

The two were naked, and when Zhou Jing held up Shen Qinghe, they could look at each other in a straight look.

Still hot?

Something.

Then do it again?

But Shen Qinghe said: You are a little different from you today.

What's not like?Zhou Jing pinched Shen Qinghe's butt, and it was still very soft and tender.

Shen Qinghe's eyes rolled: It's too gentle, so it doesn't look like it.

You don't like my gentleness?

Not used to it, it’s not that I don’t like it.

Shen Qinghe was used to Zhou Jing's appearance of roughly entering her, and even more accustomed to Zhou Jing's appearance of teasing her strongly in bed, so it was really strange that Zhou Jing was so gentle today, and she was really not used to it.

If a person is still this person, why is there such a big difference in sexual intercourse after only a few days of busy affairs?

But Shen Qinghe's words became another meaning in Zhou Jing's eyes.

That is, I don’t like my gentleness.

After Zhou Jing finished speaking, he threw Shen Qinghe onto the soft couch and pressed her on.

The strong aura instantly enveloped the two people.

Shen Qinghe's cheongsam was stripped off, and the gauze shirt was torn apart by Zhou Jing and hung on Shen Qinghe's body in a mess.

He asked for a kiss with all his might and roughness.

This kiss returned to their previous sex appearance, all of Zhou Jing's initiative. He bit Shen Qinghe's soft lips, and the breath of gardenia and the breath of his dragon Salpisodils exchanged with each other. These messy smells confused his nerves and made him become a beast that only knows how to fuck people again.

He had already played with Shen Qinghe's breasts, and now he didn't even play with breasts. He reached out and looked into Shen Qinghe's flowing vagina.

The flower hole was flooded with disasters. He closed his fingers together and explored deep into the hole. The muddy nest shrank twice, making a slutty sound.

Shen Qinghe was stunned by being thrown on the soft couch. She tightened her legs and refused to let Zhou Jing go in like on a wedding night. But at this moment, Zhou Jing was no longer the gentle and considerate Zhou Jing just now, and he became the strong and rough Zhou Jing again.

Don’t you dislike my gentleness?While asking questions, he opened her legs. Shen Qinghe's right leg was pinched by him and could not move at all.

Her door was wide open, as if she was welcoming Zhou Jing to mess with her.

Zhou Jing's nails shaved over Shen Qinghe's flesh wall, causing her lower body to suffer pain and try to escape from the couch.

He twitched his fingers a few more times until Shen Qinghe's thighs were completely opened and a small hole was expanded into his vagina, and he pulled his fingers out.

Shen Qinghe breathed heavily, and Zhou Jing clearly did not insert it, but he just thrust her with his fingers for a few times and then she couldn't stand it and wanted to faint.

Zhou Jing looked at the expanded hole, and his desire suddenly arose. He held her vagina in his arms like he did on the wedding night.

His tongue was plundering the vaginal fluid in the cave. He just now had his fingers penetrated as deep as his tongue went, and he would not let go of any drop wherever he went.

The friction between the tongue and the flesh wall made Shen Qinghe feel like she was dying. She grabbed Zhou Jing's hair that had been trimmed and screamed in relief.

Ah, Zhou Jing, Ah, you can suck me...

Is it so comfortable for her to suck?

Or did it hurt her?

The word behind was not spoken after all.

Because Shen Qinghe had flowing water, it would be better to say that she had reached the peak than to say that it was flowing water.

The water wet the tip of Zhou Jing's nose and entered Zhou Jing's mouth.

She didn't want to admit that she really liked Zhou Jing to play with her unreasonably.

Especially sucking her nipples and underneath.

How do I suck you?You have ejaculated so much, is it that I can suck you so well?Zhou Jing pressed on her, and his tone couldn't tell the joys and sorrows. Why didn't you vent your feelings when I was serving you so much?I will do oral work for you so happily, madam, you are so sexy.

Is it a happy time when I just said you, or a happy day on your wedding night?

Zhou Jing's questions one after another made Shen Qinghe unable to withstand it.

Shen Qinghe closed her eyes and heard the sound of Zhou Jing untiing his belt.

Her lower body was not filled with it, and she was like a wild dog like before, and was turned over and knelt on the bed by Zhou Jing.

The experience of being entered at the anus was very exciting, but she didn't want to experience it again.

Bang!

It wasn't the sound of slapping her butt, but the belt whipped her ass.

Zhou Jingli did it well, and the whip only made a long red mark immediately appear on her white and tender skin, which was not painful.

Ah, Zhou Jing, what are you doing?You hit me?Shen Qinghe couldn't believe it.

Zhou Jing turned Shen Qinghe's face: I was the same in the cloth shop that day.

How could it be the same that day?

That day he obviously just slapped her vagina. Although she was ashamed, she was happy afterwards.

What's the difference?

He asked, then twitched.

The more she beats her, the more her vaginal fluid flows.

The body's reaction will not deceive people. She needs to admit that Zhou Jing's whipping is the best aphrodisiac, which can make her lose all her reason. Even if she is kneeling on the ground like a wild dog and being beaten by Zhou Jing, she must admit that she loves Zhou Jing's rudeness.

Shen Qinghe couldn't say that she was proficient in sexual intercourse, but she thought she and Zhou Jing had played countless tricks, and there was no trick that could arouse her shame again, but she didn't expect that Zhou Jing's whipping made her shame ignite again.

Madam, you have a lot of water.

I really want to lick it.

Is it that my belt makes you feel comfortable, or is it that my hands patted you feel comfortable in the cloth shop?

Zhou Jing was extremely excited, and his sharp eyes were wandering around the red marks.

Zhou Jing, you are so shameless.

She scolded her shamelessness for nothing, but for Zhou Jing's words. I really want to lick it.

She was so energetic that Zhou Shaoshuai said these vulgar and dirty words on the bed, and she wanted to be ashamed of him.

Zhou Jing's genitals had already stood up, and the thick blue veins were covered with hideous veins. It was hot and full of desire.

He turned Shen Qinghe sideways, pushed his fingers apart two petals of flesh, and wanted to insert it into his vagina from the side.

Shen Qinghe's acupoint was expanded, but she still couldn't swallow all of Zhou Jing's sexual organs at once.

It just started to enter, and Shen Qinghe felt so painful that she wanted to cry.

Tears fell down one side and a small puddle was accumulated on the pillow.

I didn't even go in, why are you crying?

Zhou Jing was the most disgusting Shen Qinghe to tears.

He could walk over with his eyes wide open when other women shed tears, but this was Shen Qinghe. She shed tears in front of him, how could he ignore it?

I still feel pain and won’t let me cry?Shen Qinghe choked and said.

My belt is tightly closed, but there are red marks, which is not painful.Zhou Jing explained.

He has been practicing martial arts for so long, and he knows how much strength he has, which is not painful in logic.

Shen Qinghe heard his explanation of the wrong words and cried even louder: I...I didn't say you are a belt.

Zhou Jing hurriedly wiped away her bean-sized tears: Stop crying, I was wrong, I will never tie you with a ribbon again, will you tie me next time, will you do it?

You're really a pig...

She can't say that he was too big and stuffed her into pain, nor can she say that she felt that she was frustrated by the belt, right?

Good, just scold me.Zhou Jing surrounded Shen Qinghe, and the hard and straight stood between the two, burning Shen Qinghe's vagina.

Only then did she remember that this person had not yet discharged the fire.

Shen Qinghe held his penis, her jade buttocks were numb and her pussy was flowing.

The deep and shallow gullies formed the rough outer wall of the penis. This was not the first time she had held it, but this time she felt completely different.

It was still stout, but he showed weakness.

Shen Qinghe pushed Zhou Jing down on the couch and wiped away her tears.

Zhou Jing.

What……

This is the first and last time.

Immediately after this sentence, Shen Qinghe helped Zhou Jing's genitals stabilize, aimed at her expanded pussy, and sat accurately between Zhou Jing's crotch.

She twisted her waist and fucked her up and down.

The last time they tried this position, Zhou Jing seduced her, but this time she took the initiative and voluntarily.

Yuanyuan, you... He was so surprised that he couldn't say more words.

He didn't expect that Yuanyuan would take the initiative to sit on the table so quickly.

He thought he would have to wait for months or even years.

He knew that Shen Qinghe was shy and it was harder to take the initiative in bed than to reach the sky. He thought that last time she was willing to give her breasts to let him eat was her limit, but he didn't expect the next surprise to come so quickly.

Zhou Jing's hands clamped Shen Qinghe's waist, fearing that she would lose her energy and fell down.

Naturally, his lower body was not idle. Shen Qinghe thrust on his own, and he thrust along Shen Qinghe's rhythm. So what if Yuanyuan scolded him as a pig?He is now the happiest person in the world.

The tight acupoints clamp the penis, and the sticky honey liquid is embedded in the ravines of varying depths. That is the ultimate experience.

Zhou Jing was thrusting faster and faster, and the sound of puff puff puff puff puff seemed to become a cycle sound, and it continued for a long time.

Shen Qinghe had some back and forth at first, but unfortunately she was exhausted. Before Zhou Jing could ejaculate, she supported her hands on the bed and tried to recover some strength.

Zhou Jing hugged Shen Qinghe's waist and slammed violently. The light gasps and moans aroused Zhou Jing's desire again, and the sound of slapping on his lower body made Zhou Jing even more difficult to part with.

I don’t know how many times he thrust, but white foam was thrusted out of Shen Qinghe’s hole, and she was also exhausted and collapsed on his chest muscles. Zhou Jingcai was edeating in her body.

The white burns finally filled Shen Qinghe's empty acupoints.

Good, I'll take you to take a shower, it's not good for that thing to hide in my body.

...You dug it out.