Chapter 12

With Sister Rong, don’t talk nonsense, I’m still tough!

Yeah?

Sister Yourong stared at me, and her oily red lips spoke an ambiguous tone.

I was slightly stunned. My firm cock was being gently stroked by a smooth hand. The technique was so gentle, as if I was rubbing a work of art.

This kind of caress that scratched the surface of the shoe continuously raised the lust in my body. That scene was like a small fan exhaling the wind, with little force, but it was also very effective.

Yes... Yes Sister Rong My voice is very dry and low, and my eyes are blurred.

Sister Rong held my neck with her hands, pressing me against her body, her red lips lightly opened, and her bright teeth bit my ears: Come in quickly~.

Such a charming voice kept echoing in my mind. I thrust my waist, and my thick cock broke my vagina. My whole body slid into Sister Yourong's body as if it was loaded, and reached the deepest place.

Ah～

Sister Yourong grabbed the quilt with one hand, and reached my buttocks with the other hand, tightly clasped my buttocks. The combined force made me feel Sister Yourong’s emotions deeply.

Fuck...I... Sister Rong hummed and gave orders.

She was ignited by desire and showed a completely different reaction from the past, charming and inconspicuous.

My eyes were red, my male dog's waist kept thrusting, and my penis was constantly alive in Sister Yourong's vagina, and there was a sound of slapping in the air, and there was also a sound of Sister Yourong's moaning completely.

Ah ～ Ah ～ haha ​​～

Under my thrusting, Sister Yourong's face became redder and redder, and she looked so beautiful.

Change to...AhAh...I'm sour...well...Ah... Sister Rong wanted to stop the words, but my thrust was too fast, and the layers of pleasure spread the words that had just formed in her mind, and the ecstasy sound kept coming out.

However... I still understood what Sister Yourong meant. I got up from her and knelt on the bed. I don’t know how many times I thrust. The sweat on my back slid down the spine and flowed into the buttocks.

As an attacker, I am in this state now, and as a defensive sister, Sister Rong, is even more embarrassed.

Sister Yourong raised her arm and put it on her forehead. Her face was flushed, as if it was covered with a layer of red oil. She gasped and said: You...you are too fierce.

Among the women I have come into contact with, Sister Rong is the first person to praise me without hesitation.

With Sister Rong, why don’t you come?

I looked at Sister Yourong happily, and my eyes kept scanning, and from Sister Yourong's face to my chest. The red nipples looked like raspberries in spring, making people greedy.

Although I was reluctant to let it go, my eyes were still attracted by the more attractive beauty. Under the black forest, there were two labia of Sister Rong sticking together, and transparent honey liquid hangs from the hole, emitting a lewd breath.

At this time.

Sister Yourong used the strength she had just recovered, supported her lazy arms on the bed, flipped her weak body over, and changed to a kneeling pose, aiming her snow-white buttocks at me, with a round buttocks, like two magnified steamed buns, such a beautiful scene, making my throat dry and my eyes hard to leave.

Come in quickly~

The capital of Sister Rong is about to stand on the bed sheet, with a soft and delicate tone, and a hint of irresistible aura of the royal sister.

I walked on my knees, grabbed Sister Yourong's snow-white buttocks with both hands, looked down at my penis, and the raised blood tendons were twisted and twisted, making my cock good like a real evil dragon.

The enlarged red glans stabbed Sister Yourong's pussy, and the powerful impact force made the vaginal fluid at the mouth of the pussy stain out.

Ah～

Sister Rong screamed, her jade back and pink skin tightened, and her hanging breasts were beating, and the scene was quite lewd.

now.

I was breathing heavily, feeling the clamping of Sister Rong's brain, which was so tight that the warm feeling invaded my entire penis from the glans, and then spread from the penis to the entire body.

Comfortable Ah... A wonderful feeling gathered into three words in my mind, and the pleasure increased very quickly.

With both hands, I started to thrust in and out of the piston style. The sound of slapping and constantly rubbing, making my cock appear dark red.

Ah …… ah …… ahahahah ……

Xie Yourong felt that she was about to fly, and she clenched her hands into fists. The strong pleasure made her feel like she was wearing a tight hoop on her head. The more pleasure came, the tighter the tighter the tighter the tighter it was.

I...

As I was thrusting rapidly, I suddenly felt that Sister Rong's vagina was getting tighter and tighter. The feeling of wrapping made my thrusting more and more effort, greatly increasing the friction force, and the force turned into pleasure, turning into electric currents, hitting my nerve sensitive areas.

Ha...hiss... I stopped moving. The pleasure was so fierce that it was so fierce that it was like a fury sea that wanted to lift my sail upwards.

Ah... Well... Sister Rong pulled the quilt. Even though I didn't thrust in and out at this moment, she was already moaning and opened her mouth to bite the quilt. It seemed that doing so could greatly alleviate its sensitivity.

As soon as the flower room was sprayed, a large amount of warm vaginal fluid was sprinkled out of the corridor, watering my cock, which made my body shake.

No...it's really not...I'm going to be clipped and melted by Sister Yourong's pussy.

I was silent, but my heart was roaring, venting the pleasure of splashing and splashing.

The waist was thrusting uncontrollably, faster than before.

Papa... The violent sound of buttocks hitting sounded in the room. With every thrust of my body, the vaginal fluid accumulated in the corridor was beaten into white foam and squeezed out from the gap.

Ah... dead... Oh... Sister Yourong's reaction this time was a bit big. Her pair of tender flesh kicked in disorder, twisting her delicate body wildly, like a beautiful snake struggling violently because of being captured.

During the second climax, the flower room exuded vaginal fluid again, no less than the first time, and the brain path became very moist and warm.

The layers of feeling pushed me to the cloud peak, clinging to Sister Yourong's shoulders with both hands, and pressing my hips against Sister Yourong's buttocks. With great force, my elastic buttocks changed.

At that moment, I wished that my two eggs could squeeze into Sister Rong's pussy.

The urethra opened wide, the seminal vesicles contracted, and streams of white turbid currents were sprayed out, scattering into Sister Rong's cavity.

Ah～～～ Sister Rong’s head was weakly pressed against the bed, and her buttocks shook again and again, releasing the third wave of pleasure.

When all the semen was released, my whole body seemed to be drained, and I lay softly on Sister Yourong's body, smelling Sister Yourong's faint body fragrance, and feeling her warmth.

After a while, the penis gradually calmed down and was pushed out by the wriggling folds. A stream of liquid mixed with semen and vaginal fluid flowed out of the vagina and flowed along the two strands on the bed, emitting a strong sense of intercourse.

This time, I was really too happy, my desire gradually subsided, and my reason returned.

Suddenly.

I realized something, picked up my phone to check, and it was almost an hour passed, so I had to go back quickly. If my mother slept, I wouldn't have to be so nervous, but if she didn't sleep, it would be dead.

Have a rest.

Sister Yourong threw the flesh-colored stockings into the trash can, went into the bathroom to wash up, and after putting on her clothes, she kicked at me, completely looking like she was revenge afterwards.

With Sister Rong, why are you doing? I feel very wronged.

Sister Yourong glared at her and said fiercely: Sister, I want to beat you up!

I don't know what to say, but I just laughed there.

When Sister Yourong was sent away, I hurried home. This trip was so fierce that I not only had my legs weak, but my waist was a little soft and numb.

Back home.

The hall was brightly lit, and I walked in quietly, closed the door, and tiptoed to the second floor.

In the past, I would have gone up in one breath, but now, I am very careful in every step, like walking a tightrope, my heart is beating and I am extremely nervous.

Arrive in the kitchen, safe.

Just go up to the next floor and you can go back to your room.

Thinking of this, the confidence in my heart has also been strengthened a lot and the tension is relaxed a little.

When thinking about things well, the opposite may often be the opposite result.

Just as now.

Suddenly.

The sound of footsteps rang out on the previous layer.

My heart skipped a beat, no... Mom hasn't been asleep yet.

In that second, my panicked brain arranged a bad idea for me, that is, to avoid it. When I wanted to turn around and retreat to the kitchen, my mother came to the stairs downstairs. She was up and I was down. She was looking down. I was looking up. She was suspicious and my face was awkward.

Finally, it was my mother who spoke first: What are you doing?Her tone was as majestic as ever, with her mother.

I opened my mouth, but before I could think of how to answer, my tongue moved around and tied a knot. Fortunately, my mind was rotating very quickly, which made me find an excuse and pretended to be calm and said: Go downstairs to drink water... Mom.

Then, it was my dry laughter.

My mother glanced at me, and I didn't know if she saw something was wrong from me.

I went upstairs with a tough bullet and prayed in my heart that I must be at peace. My heart was beating very hard and was about to jump out of my throat. I was really afraid that my mother would be afraid of death.

Fortunately, my prayer worked, and my mother, who was standing at the entrance of the stairs, moved a step to the side and let me pass.

Great, safe to fall, I am glad for myself.

When I passed by and passed by my mother's two bodies, my mother's inquiry sounded behind me: Are you taking a shower outside?

While walking, I seemed to have been hit by a fixed curse, and my legs became stiff, leaving me alone.

at the same time.

My mind was even more confused, and I was extremely impatient and said to myself: What should I do?what to do?Zhang Wei, what should you say about this?

I faintly feel that there is an hourglass timer above my head. Once the sand flows, I have to give the answer.

My mother's eyes were really sharp, as if she had walked through her back and clothes, checking my psychological changes.