After Zhou Jing began to be busy with military affairs, the two of them had not met each other for a long time.
Shen Qinghe took the medicine on time as usual, and two doctors changed to see her for diagnosis, only saying that her body was better than before, and she didn't dare to promise that it could be cured.
After the full body examination, no other good news came.
It's strange that Zhou Jing ejaculated in her pussy almost every time, but for some reason, several months had passed and her belly was not moving.
She is not looking forward to the arrival of her child now, but she is afraid that Zhou Jing will be said to be ineffective in that aspect.
She hasn't gotten pregnant for so long after getting married, and I don't know if Lu Ci will laugh at him.
June 20th is the monthly holiday of Zhou Jing.
Zhou Jing hasn't had a rest for nearly a month. Finally, he had enough time to get out of here. He turned over and over and pushed Shen Qinghe on the bench and bit her delicate white neck.
Shen Qinghe gasped and felt the surge of his desire.
She wore a high-slit navy blue cheongsam today. She rarely wore dark clothes, and this outfit made her look more dignified.
Zhou Jing's big hand covered Shen Qinghe's lower body through the clothes. It was thicker than usual. Zhou Jing only thought she was wearing the wrong inner clothes today, so he reached out and lifted her skirt and walked in.
Shen Qinghe held his hand.
I'm here to Kui Shui.
Her voice could not be disappointed, but instead became a little naughty.
Shen Qinghe blinked and looked at Zhou Jing with an innocent face.
On the moonlight that she finally got, she came to Kui Shui. They couldn't have sex yet. Zhou Jing was so angry that he was itchy, but he was reluctant to lose his temper at Shen Qinghe.
She couldn't control the matter of Kui Shui.
Thinking of this, he realized something was wrong.
Today, Shen Qinghe took him for a walk in the backyard. She wanted to kiss her after walking two steps. When she walked to the bench, she even took the initiative to throw herself into her arms. At that time, he was full of excitement. He had already thought of countless sexual positions in his mind, and completely ignored Shen Qinghe's sticky initiative.
She knew that she could not go to the room after coming to Kuishui, so she deliberately came to hook her up.
Did you mean it?Zhou Jing hugged Shen Qinghe and turned over. On the narrow and long bench, he became a human cushion.
He kept kneading Shen Qinghe's butt, his eyes and tone were full of restraint.
Shen Qinghe's index finger circled his chest muscles and said innocently: Without Ah, what did I mean?
Zhou Jing's voice was hoarse: I deliberately hooked me, but I couldn't fuck you.
What should I do, husband?Shen Qinghe's finger movements changed from tying around to fiddling, and the flesh on Zhou Jing's chest was made hard by her, and even his lower body was affected.
Please help me.He said.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qinghe opened her hands and said seriously: When I made you Tremella seed soup in the afternoon, my hand was burned.
There were indeed red marks in the center of her palm, but the red marks were painted by herself with rouge, and the drawing was extremely rough. She was just sure that Zhou Jing favored her and would not let her do what she didn't want to do.
Zhou Jing could see that Shen Qinghe was deliberately not trying to help him. He couldn't guess what Shen Qinghe was thinking now. He just said: Does his hands hurt?
He licked Shen Qinghe's palm as if comforting her, although both of them knew in their hearts that the injury was fake.
You lick it and it won't hurt anymore.
Zhou Jing pressed Shen Qinghe's buttocks, and his erect penis was pressed between the two.
Shen Qinghe naturally felt Zhou Jing's burning heat.
But I feel so painful.
What hurts?
My cock is so swollen that it hurts. What should I do? Be good, you are unwilling to help me.
I will help you, and you will use your hands to help you.Shen Qinghe supported her hands on both sides of Zhou Jing's neck, and her sweet breath fell on his eyebrows and eyes. You sit up and hug me.
Zhou Jing followed Shen Qinghe's order and hugged her on his lap. Shen Qinghe's jade hand slowly pulled the zipper on his lower body and released his thickness from his underwear.
The penis is already purple-red, and the thickness makes Shen Qinghe a little scary.
This genital pussy penetrated through her pussy countless times, and she also held it several times. They were extremely familiar with each other, but she was still shocked every time she saw Zhou Jing's huge size. She couldn't imagine that her pussy could accommodate such a thick object.
Shen Qinghe held Zhou Jing's hand and made his rough big hand hold on his own genitals.
Zhou Jing has never masturbated since he got married. They have frequent sexual intercourse and he doesn't need to solve it on his own.
The last time Shen Qinghe came to Kuishui, he was still in the office and stayed in the need of his daily life. Even if he had desire, he had no intention of masturbating.
But he didn't expect that after two months of marriage, he would have to masturbate and satisfy himself.
Are you letting me do it myself?
Shen Qinghe did not answer.
She waved her head left and right, and then she skillfully unbuttoned the buttons on her clothes after confirming that there would be no one in the garden.
I don’t know how many times she practiced in private before she learned to unbutton one-handedly.
She took off her underwear before walking around the garden with Zhou Jing. One of her snow breasts jumped out of the cheongsam, and the other one raised its nipple, pushing the fabric on her chest out a round point.
Shen Qinghe's hand was very small and could not wrap Zhou Jing's big hand, but she still controlled the hand holding the penis to slide up and down.
She couldn't control her strength well and needed her waist and abdomen to provide her with focus to make her exert force.
While Shen Qinghe exerted force on her waist and abdomen, the snow breast that jumped out was also beating.
Zhou Jing didn't know how many times he had masturbated himself. He knew what kind of force could make him ejaculate. He could ejaculate earlier to make Shen Qinghe's hand easier, but he didn't want to do it now.
He felt that the beating tender breasts were more important than letting him ejaculate.
Zhou Jing held her tender breasts in his free hand. His five fingers separated made the breasts overflow from his fingers. The unstained areola and nipples trembled together.
Shen Qinghe's hands began to feel sore.
She knew that Zhou Jing would last for a long time, but she didn't expect that she could even masturbate for so long.
It’s all my fault. I told her that men masturbate very quickly and will ejaculate in a short while.She thought that if the time is short, they can relieve each other's desires and she won't be too tired.
But at this moment, Zhou Jing's penis had no sign of ejaculation.
Why... why haven't you ejaculated yet...
Teacher, do you want me to ejaculate faster?
……
But I'm almost ejaculated, what should I do if I can't satisfy the teacher in the future?
He called out the title of teacher again, and Shen Qinghe was very embarrassed.
The last time she called her teacher, she was defeated.
And he said what to do if he couldn't satisfy the teacher in the future. She obviously just hoped that he would ejaculate faster this time.
Why doesn’t the teacher speak?
Zhou Jing's tone was full of dangers and safety. He pressed Shen Qinghe step by step. Shen Qinghe couldn't think of anything to say for a moment. She heard herself say unconsciously and dryly: I was wrong.
How could the teacher be wrong?
Zhou Jing lowered his head and bit her uncatched nipples. His big mouth completely sucked her pink and tender forebres.
Zhou Jing was holding it while making a smacking sound of water.
He hasn't made such a sound for a long time.
Shen Qinghe was so happy that she could feel a heat flowing out of her vagina. This heat flow not only had sunflow, but also her love fluid.
Zhou Jing used all three things. He held Shen Qinghe's tender breasts in his mouth, held his cock with his left hand to comfort her, and his other hand wanted to knead her breasts to control Shen Qinghe's lust.
He was very busy.
ha……
Teacher, I didn’t even insert it, why did you scream?
He seemed to be teasing, and he would call her teacher before every time he spoke.
Shen Qinghe hooked Zhou Jing's neck with one hand, and comforted his penis with the other hand and his left hand.
Zhou Jing was right. Before he could penetrate it, she started moaning because it felt so comfortable.
Shen Qinghe came with Kui Shui, and her breasts were already swollen and painful. Now, Zhou Jing sucked them for a long time, and the areola and nipples were sucked a little bigger.
The teacher likes it, the teacher likes you to suck the teacher's breasts... Shen Qinghe put herself in the teacher's position, down, next time, you insert it in and fuck... Fuck the teacher, wait, wait, wait for the teacher Kuishui to pass, fuck how he wants...
Zhou Jing increased the strength in his hands and also accelerated the movements in his hands. His mouth caressed Shen Qinghe's sucked areola and said happily: I want to sit on the teacher's face. The teacher would better let me ejaculate in the teacher's mouth, and I want to see the teacher masturbate in front of the students. The teacher must be very sexy when masturbating.
Shen Qinghe leaned over and leaned against Zhou Jing's shoulder, and the soft voice was still forcing the teacher's role: OK... You sit on my face, cum, cum into my mouth... I masturbate in front of you, but if I... If I can't get there, you have to help me...
As for how to help, she didn't say anything.
Zhou Jingbing held Shen Qinghe's hand and let her hand touch her cock. The ravines on the genitals reminded Shen Qinghe that the object had not ejaculated yet.
If the teacher can't arrive, I'll insert it.
After Shen Qinghe was directly touched, it seemed like drinking alcohol. They stroked it for a while, and the erect penis finally ejaculated.
The fishy white turbidity hung on Shen Qinghe's breasts.
Shen Qinghe scraped away a little white turbidity and put it into her mouth.
She said: Salty.
She didn't swallow all the semen, but her eyes were too blurred, making Zhou Jing's heart itchy.
Zhou Jing pinched her chin and tangled her lips.
In addition to the smell of semen, her unique gardenia fragrance in her mouth. Zhou Jing didn't care what his semen tasted. In his eyes, the fishy and salty smell had been covered by the fragrance of gardenia. He tried his best to absorb the smell belonging to Shen Qinghe, and he was unwilling to let go of a trace.
Crystal saliva hung from the gap between the two of them.
Her soft lips were being invaded by Zhou Jing. She was now like a soldier who surrendered, actively opening her city gate, and Zhou Jing's tongue quickly slipped into her mouth.
Um……
Shen Qinghe clearly didn't stand, but she still felt that she was kissed to the point of being weak.
How could Zhou Jing be so good at kissing?
Shen Qinghe took the medicine on time as usual, and two doctors changed to see her for diagnosis, only saying that her body was better than before, and she didn't dare to promise that it could be cured.
After the full body examination, no other good news came.
It's strange that Zhou Jing ejaculated in her pussy almost every time, but for some reason, several months had passed and her belly was not moving.
She is not looking forward to the arrival of her child now, but she is afraid that Zhou Jing will be said to be ineffective in that aspect.
She hasn't gotten pregnant for so long after getting married, and I don't know if Lu Ci will laugh at him.
June 20th is the monthly holiday of Zhou Jing.
Zhou Jing hasn't had a rest for nearly a month. Finally, he had enough time to get out of here. He turned over and over and pushed Shen Qinghe on the bench and bit her delicate white neck.
Shen Qinghe gasped and felt the surge of his desire.
She wore a high-slit navy blue cheongsam today. She rarely wore dark clothes, and this outfit made her look more dignified.
Zhou Jing's big hand covered Shen Qinghe's lower body through the clothes. It was thicker than usual. Zhou Jing only thought she was wearing the wrong inner clothes today, so he reached out and lifted her skirt and walked in.
Shen Qinghe held his hand.
I'm here to Kui Shui.
Her voice could not be disappointed, but instead became a little naughty.
Shen Qinghe blinked and looked at Zhou Jing with an innocent face.
On the moonlight that she finally got, she came to Kui Shui. They couldn't have sex yet. Zhou Jing was so angry that he was itchy, but he was reluctant to lose his temper at Shen Qinghe.
She couldn't control the matter of Kui Shui.
Thinking of this, he realized something was wrong.
Today, Shen Qinghe took him for a walk in the backyard. She wanted to kiss her after walking two steps. When she walked to the bench, she even took the initiative to throw herself into her arms. At that time, he was full of excitement. He had already thought of countless sexual positions in his mind, and completely ignored Shen Qinghe's sticky initiative.
She knew that she could not go to the room after coming to Kuishui, so she deliberately came to hook her up.
Did you mean it?Zhou Jing hugged Shen Qinghe and turned over. On the narrow and long bench, he became a human cushion.
He kept kneading Shen Qinghe's butt, his eyes and tone were full of restraint.
Shen Qinghe's index finger circled his chest muscles and said innocently: Without Ah, what did I mean?
Zhou Jing's voice was hoarse: I deliberately hooked me, but I couldn't fuck you.
What should I do, husband?Shen Qinghe's finger movements changed from tying around to fiddling, and the flesh on Zhou Jing's chest was made hard by her, and even his lower body was affected.
Please help me.He said.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qinghe opened her hands and said seriously: When I made you Tremella seed soup in the afternoon, my hand was burned.
There were indeed red marks in the center of her palm, but the red marks were painted by herself with rouge, and the drawing was extremely rough. She was just sure that Zhou Jing favored her and would not let her do what she didn't want to do.
Zhou Jing could see that Shen Qinghe was deliberately not trying to help him. He couldn't guess what Shen Qinghe was thinking now. He just said: Does his hands hurt?
He licked Shen Qinghe's palm as if comforting her, although both of them knew in their hearts that the injury was fake.
You lick it and it won't hurt anymore.
Zhou Jing pressed Shen Qinghe's buttocks, and his erect penis was pressed between the two.
Shen Qinghe naturally felt Zhou Jing's burning heat.
But I feel so painful.
What hurts?
My cock is so swollen that it hurts. What should I do? Be good, you are unwilling to help me.
I will help you, and you will use your hands to help you.Shen Qinghe supported her hands on both sides of Zhou Jing's neck, and her sweet breath fell on his eyebrows and eyes. You sit up and hug me.
Zhou Jing followed Shen Qinghe's order and hugged her on his lap. Shen Qinghe's jade hand slowly pulled the zipper on his lower body and released his thickness from his underwear.
The penis is already purple-red, and the thickness makes Shen Qinghe a little scary.
This genital pussy penetrated through her pussy countless times, and she also held it several times. They were extremely familiar with each other, but she was still shocked every time she saw Zhou Jing's huge size. She couldn't imagine that her pussy could accommodate such a thick object.
Shen Qinghe held Zhou Jing's hand and made his rough big hand hold on his own genitals.
Zhou Jing has never masturbated since he got married. They have frequent sexual intercourse and he doesn't need to solve it on his own.
The last time Shen Qinghe came to Kuishui, he was still in the office and stayed in the need of his daily life. Even if he had desire, he had no intention of masturbating.
But he didn't expect that after two months of marriage, he would have to masturbate and satisfy himself.
Are you letting me do it myself?
Shen Qinghe did not answer.
She waved her head left and right, and then she skillfully unbuttoned the buttons on her clothes after confirming that there would be no one in the garden.
I don’t know how many times she practiced in private before she learned to unbutton one-handedly.
She took off her underwear before walking around the garden with Zhou Jing. One of her snow breasts jumped out of the cheongsam, and the other one raised its nipple, pushing the fabric on her chest out a round point.
Shen Qinghe's hand was very small and could not wrap Zhou Jing's big hand, but she still controlled the hand holding the penis to slide up and down.
She couldn't control her strength well and needed her waist and abdomen to provide her with focus to make her exert force.
While Shen Qinghe exerted force on her waist and abdomen, the snow breast that jumped out was also beating.
Zhou Jing didn't know how many times he had masturbated himself. He knew what kind of force could make him ejaculate. He could ejaculate earlier to make Shen Qinghe's hand easier, but he didn't want to do it now.
He felt that the beating tender breasts were more important than letting him ejaculate.
Zhou Jing held her tender breasts in his free hand. His five fingers separated made the breasts overflow from his fingers. The unstained areola and nipples trembled together.
Shen Qinghe's hands began to feel sore.
She knew that Zhou Jing would last for a long time, but she didn't expect that she could even masturbate for so long.
It’s all my fault. I told her that men masturbate very quickly and will ejaculate in a short while.She thought that if the time is short, they can relieve each other's desires and she won't be too tired.
But at this moment, Zhou Jing's penis had no sign of ejaculation.
Why... why haven't you ejaculated yet...
Teacher, do you want me to ejaculate faster?
……
But I'm almost ejaculated, what should I do if I can't satisfy the teacher in the future?
He called out the title of teacher again, and Shen Qinghe was very embarrassed.
The last time she called her teacher, she was defeated.
And he said what to do if he couldn't satisfy the teacher in the future. She obviously just hoped that he would ejaculate faster this time.
Why doesn’t the teacher speak?
Zhou Jing's tone was full of dangers and safety. He pressed Shen Qinghe step by step. Shen Qinghe couldn't think of anything to say for a moment. She heard herself say unconsciously and dryly: I was wrong.
How could the teacher be wrong?
Zhou Jing lowered his head and bit her uncatched nipples. His big mouth completely sucked her pink and tender forebres.
Zhou Jing was holding it while making a smacking sound of water.
He hasn't made such a sound for a long time.
Shen Qinghe was so happy that she could feel a heat flowing out of her vagina. This heat flow not only had sunflow, but also her love fluid.
Zhou Jing used all three things. He held Shen Qinghe's tender breasts in his mouth, held his cock with his left hand to comfort her, and his other hand wanted to knead her breasts to control Shen Qinghe's lust.
He was very busy.
ha……
Teacher, I didn’t even insert it, why did you scream?
He seemed to be teasing, and he would call her teacher before every time he spoke.
Shen Qinghe hooked Zhou Jing's neck with one hand, and comforted his penis with the other hand and his left hand.
Zhou Jing was right. Before he could penetrate it, she started moaning because it felt so comfortable.
Shen Qinghe came with Kui Shui, and her breasts were already swollen and painful. Now, Zhou Jing sucked them for a long time, and the areola and nipples were sucked a little bigger.
The teacher likes it, the teacher likes you to suck the teacher's breasts... Shen Qinghe put herself in the teacher's position, down, next time, you insert it in and fuck... Fuck the teacher, wait, wait, wait for the teacher Kuishui to pass, fuck how he wants...
Zhou Jing increased the strength in his hands and also accelerated the movements in his hands. His mouth caressed Shen Qinghe's sucked areola and said happily: I want to sit on the teacher's face. The teacher would better let me ejaculate in the teacher's mouth, and I want to see the teacher masturbate in front of the students. The teacher must be very sexy when masturbating.
Shen Qinghe leaned over and leaned against Zhou Jing's shoulder, and the soft voice was still forcing the teacher's role: OK... You sit on my face, cum, cum into my mouth... I masturbate in front of you, but if I... If I can't get there, you have to help me...
As for how to help, she didn't say anything.
Zhou Jingbing held Shen Qinghe's hand and let her hand touch her cock. The ravines on the genitals reminded Shen Qinghe that the object had not ejaculated yet.
If the teacher can't arrive, I'll insert it.
After Shen Qinghe was directly touched, it seemed like drinking alcohol. They stroked it for a while, and the erect penis finally ejaculated.
The fishy white turbidity hung on Shen Qinghe's breasts.
Shen Qinghe scraped away a little white turbidity and put it into her mouth.
She said: Salty.
She didn't swallow all the semen, but her eyes were too blurred, making Zhou Jing's heart itchy.
Zhou Jing pinched her chin and tangled her lips.
In addition to the smell of semen, her unique gardenia fragrance in her mouth. Zhou Jing didn't care what his semen tasted. In his eyes, the fishy and salty smell had been covered by the fragrance of gardenia. He tried his best to absorb the smell belonging to Shen Qinghe, and he was unwilling to let go of a trace.
Crystal saliva hung from the gap between the two of them.
Her soft lips were being invaded by Zhou Jing. She was now like a soldier who surrendered, actively opening her city gate, and Zhou Jing's tongue quickly slipped into her mouth.
Um……
Shen Qinghe clearly didn't stand, but she still felt that she was kissed to the point of being weak.
How could Zhou Jing be so good at kissing?
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