Extra: Art Studio Play (Part 1)

At sunset, the setting sun shines lightly, dusty stars, and in the empty and dim art room, easels and tables and chairs are placed intertwined, and the light penetrates the glass, floating among the unfinished paintings, revealing a bit of a charming color.

The air was filled with a mixture of pigments and paper. On the small still life table next to the podium, fresh fruits and glassware swing with rhythm, making a crisp sound.

Well Ah... It's so swollen, no... Well um~~ A female voice surrounded the room, trembling slightly, intermittently, and mixed with the thick and turbid panting, ambiguous and lewd, as if she couldn't bear the invasion, she tried hard to beg for mercy, but what she was facing was the other party's more fierce attack.

The petite Meng Ning was pressed on the table by a strong boy, and his legs were folded upwards, and he fucked his private parts hard.

Her hair was messy, her little face was blushed, her school uniform was fully opened, her skirt was raised high, her bra was hung on her shoulders, and her two pieces of milk were round and white, and she was played with by her big palms and kneaded into various shapes.

The underwear is hanging down to the ankles, but it can shake, and the private parts are visible at a glance. The two petals of shellfish are wet and red, forming a round hole, trying their best to swallow and spit the thick male roots, making a muffled sound.

Uh...Ah...It's so swelling, so thick Ah~~

I felt that the other party had inserted it a few times and poked the cervix, making it sore and soft. Meng Ning looked at the person on his body with tears, patted his shoulder with both hands, and accused in a low voice: Bad guy, are you going to kill me?Don't do it with you...

Having said that, her vagina unconsciously contracted, like millions of greedy little mouths, holding her cock tightly, and the vaginal fluid flowed along the gaps of the flowers.

Song Che's face was cold. Apart from the wide open trouser chain, his clothes were intact. His eyes were dark green, his pupils were lined, and his waist was thrust deeper, as if he wanted to swallow Meng Ning alive, with both hands raised his buttocks and folded his small body even harder.

If you don’t do it with me, do you want to be fucked by Senior Chen?His tone was sarcastic and full of jealousy. He bent over and bit his nipples, sucked hard, and even indulged the barbs on his penis, scratched the peanut hard, pulled out all the roots and sent them in.

There was a difference in the size of the two men's genitals. At this time, one fucked hard and the other tightened, and the juice splashed. The movement was so big that the peaches and apples on the table rolled and fell quietly to the ground.

AhAhAh~~You... Where is this with?Meng Ning was inexplicably left scratches on Song Che's back with his ten fingers.

Her butt was hanging in the air, her legs were wide open, and her pussy was swelling and painful, as if she was stabbed deeply by a big pestle. The vaginal fluid flowed backwards along her private parts, and her entire lower abdomen was wet and greasy.

Why do you say so?She adjusted her breathing hard and asked in a low voice, even if she died, she would understand.

Song Che let go of his nipple, his glans pressed against the flower, and suddenly stopped the momentum of conquest. His handsome face was covered with sweat, revealing his rebelliousness and anger.

He held your hand and drew for a long time, and even the others came over and didn't let go... This was different from other students' attitude, which made him question that Chen Dongliu had ulterior motives and deliberately used the name of painting to get close to the little thing.

Everything should go back three hours ago, these days coincide with the annual open day event of No. 1 Middle School, and classes will not be held after lunch break.

The Art Building, the Comprehensive Education Building and even the entire campus are very lively, and the students are like wild dogs out of the cage, freeing themselves.

People who study art have free and unruly souls. Meng Ning was driven to the shelves by Yan Wan and took her to the art building. The two of them walked around and had no other place to go, so they simply participated in still life sketching in the corner of the studio.

He glued the sketch paper on the drawing board, Meng Ning pursed his lips, held the pencil, peeked at the students' drawing method, carefully followed the foundation, but wiped the painting and wiped it, but failed to achieve results in a long time.

Although she was sent by her parents to the Youth Palace to learn painting when she was a child, she thought she had no talent and made jokes all day long, but she didn't learn anything. She held her pen now and didn't know where to start and how ugly she looked.

Do you find it difficult?A gentle male voice rang out from behind.

Meng Ning turned his head and saw a handsome boy looking at him. He was an art student in the third grade of high school, Chen Dongliu.

Well, a little... She nodded her head slowly, her cheeks were slightly hot, and she grabbed the pencil, her voice soft.

Although this senior is an art student, he has won many awards at home and abroad. What is surprising is that his academic performance is also among the best, not inferior to ordinary candidates at all.

Don't be afraid, it's the first time I'm like this, follow me... Chen Dongliu curled his lips and his laughter was hoarse. He leaned over, held her hand, looked at the still life on the table, and quickly curled up the outline.

The two are of the same age, sitting and standing, and when outsiders look at each other, their postures are natural and intimate.

The sun is floating, the girl's eyelashes tremble slightly, her eyes flow, and her expression changes from tension to relaxation, following the rhythm of her seniors, feeling the beauty of art.

Chen Dongliu's hands seemed to have magic power, and he created a city on paper in just a few seconds, from fruits, tablecloths to vases, which were precise and light, and very beautiful.

Next, just follow the shadows and be patient.

So awesome, thank you... Meng Ning sighed softly, turned his head and grinned at the senior.

Two tall figures stood outside, staring at Meng Ning intently. Their appearance attracted outstanding attention and attracted the attention of those who had passed by.

Tsk, it's great to know how to draw, I can also hunt and drive helicopters... Yuan Lei said angrily. He lay on the window ridge, his forearm muscles and his eyes were domineering. He didn't hear anyone beside him say a long time, and he glanced at Song Che.

Alas, I can't tell you are so calm.

... Song Che's face was gloomy, his eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were full of evil, and his whole body was filled with evil spirits.

Seeing him like this, Yuan Lei gloated: Oh, what a strong sour taste, who is jealous

What welcoming was the young man's gloomy eyes, and he stopped.

Chen Dongliu held his right hand and hooked it up. Meng Ning blushed inexplicably, as if something was wrong.

She put her shoulder on Song Che and looked at her painting. The apples and peaches had colored, but most of the fruit plates and tablecloths had not been shaded, and it would probably take two days to complete.

I haven't... I've never learned to draw, he's just helping me, um Ah~~ Nothing else... Woo um~ Be gentle... Looking at this little intoxicated look, Song Che narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were full of brilliance, like a dangerous carnivorous beast, and he would bite the girl's neck in the next second, and his movements of inserting the vagina were even more rude.

The wet and soft vagina was filled. Meng Ning softened his body, held the boy's arm, and persuaded him to coax: Don't...Don't think about it, I don't like Senior Chen, don't want him... Just one of you...AhAh~~

Her body was folded up and swung back and forth, and she could clearly see her pussy, which was red, swollen, covered with white foam, and was completely deformed.

The pleasure came layer by layer, and the vaginal fluid splashed everywhere by being fucked. After a climax, Meng Ning's face flushed, tears flowed, and her body trembled, and she couldn't find Bei for a long time.

Next time, next time I won't look for him...AhAh~~I, I swear... The girl surrounded her boyfriend, pampered, afraid that the other party would not believe it. She had tall breasts, rubbed her hard chest with her bright red nipples, and made a kitten-like hum.

However, this charming and charming look did not reassure the young man.

What should I do next time?Song Che snorted coldly, held the girl's buttocks high, rubbed the flower stems, thrust vigorously, and then bent his fingers to attack the back acupoint, poking it in with the help of honey liquid.

If there is a next time, you will fuck me to death...

Meng Ning was panicked, shook his legs, contracted his anus, begging for mercy: Ah, don't insert it here, it's so dirty.

Her voice completely awakened the boy's animal nature. He suffocated his breath, and his lower body became more and more swollen. He raised his two thin legs and collided wildly.

The corridor was stretched open by a thick and fierce object. Meng Ning shivered and didn't care about the rear. He grabbed Song Che's sleeve, twisted his waist, and was deeply addicted to lust.

Song Che was piercing through the girl. When he heard her begging for mercy, he thrust his waist and felt the little man's pussy tighten again. Knowing that she had lost it again, he lifted up the vaginal fluid and applied it to his breasts. Soon a pair of meat balls were so smooth that it was like two balls of jelly.

Turn over and get ready.He surrounded Meng Ning's slender waist, pulled out his high-spirited genitals, and ordered hoarsely.

...Oh... Meng Ning felt sore when she was fucked, her orgasm became repeated, her vision blurred and shaking, and even her thoughts were much slower. She opened her wet eyes and looked at Song Che foolishly, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

She lay obediently on the small table, raised her butt, and aimed the mouth of her vagina at him.

The fierce intercourse just now made the girl's private parts unable to be closed, the flower flesh turned outward, swollen and red, wet and soft, and spitting out vaginal fluid in strands.

If you click in slowly, it will be too big, it will be so strong... Her lower limbs became weak, and she trembled a little, and she said worriedly.