Someone removed the soaked cotton pad and replaced it with a new one under her.
Someone suppressed a bad laugh from his throat, and smeared the urine and vaginal water in her lower body with his hands, then hugged her from behind, biting her shoulders, which were still sensitive and trembling, while folding her legs to facilitate the people in front of him to move.
The front hand also pulled back, and there was a rustling sound of clothes being untied and taken off. Then the other party groped, pressing the thick and hard hot cock against her petals, and grinding the glans left and right in the wet mud for a while. The abundant flower juice and prostate fluid quickly mixed together, and we were indifferent to each other.
Then the other party grabbed her thigh with satisfaction, aimed at her heart, and slowly sent her penis in.
Chen Qiongying was still immersed in the self-pity of incontinence, as if she was stupid. Before she could recover, she had already taken the opportunity to invade the most private territory by the bad embryo.
But what's the use of her even if she recovers?
Her upper body was firmly held in her arms by another person, and struggle would only make her take advantage of her.
The person in front slowly thrust, and his breathing gradually became rapid with the rhythm. With the inertia of the penis rushing, he finally went deeper and deeper, sending the whole piece in, allowing the flesh to rotate and jump happily inside.
Who are you?She was hit so hard that even the sound was followed by one chord, which made people's heart numb and their lower body heat.
No one answered her.
How many of you have in total?As she thrust, she began to breathe, her voice with an unconscious, sensual sound, which was extremely seductive.
Except for the obvious thickening of breath around her, no one answered her.
How many more times will it take for you to let me go?!Her voice was already filled with a crying cry of self-deprecating.
This time, there was no sound of chaotic breathing around. It seemed that her question was too ridiculous and was so redundant that it was not worth answering at all.
You talk!say!say!She covered her face and cried bitterly, don’t pretend to be dead!Answer me!!!But her gritted teeth, like a kitten facing a wolf's shiny claw, had no response except to make people laugh.
So what answered her was that the hands that were raging on her chest, abdomen, waist and back like a cat stick, were like a poisonous snake parading, wrapping around every part of her skin.
AhAhAh She burst into tears in a breakdown, but she didn't know if they had done anything, as if she wasn't worried that her voice would be heard, scum!You are all scumbags!Go to death!Go to death!She already knew that she could not get an answer, so she was trying her best to vent her curses.
She was driven crazy by the sealed darkness, violently discoupled, struggling, scratching, and biting.
Then she twisted her hands tightly and strangled her chin, like a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered and dismembered.
The person who attacked her head seemed to be attacked by a small amount. He began to jamm her pubic bone with his thumb, and his lower body slammed, which made the person behind her shaking his body.
As if he was implicated and a little dissatisfied, the person behind him continued to mess around with his fingers, fanning the fire everywhere under his chest and abdomen.
She felt that she was really like a prostitute at this time, and she was rubbed and pounded from the inside out without reservation.
The people in front of them were burying their heads and poking wildly, bringing out the sound of water.
If we look at it physiologically, it is probably because the body instinctively secretes juice to protect itself from excessive harm.
But this change is obviously more unacceptable than being forced to let her accept it. Has she become lewd?
The body was inserted into water by someone just a few times. This time, only two points of pain, but eight points of indescribable numbness were rising. She seemed to be able to understand the crispy smell.
She doesn't like pain, but she is even more afraid that she will gradually become what the other party expects, a toy that is physically dominated and indulged in desires.
Just as she was confused and lost her mind about the subtle changes in her body, the person in front of her was already panting and pressing against her lower abdomen, tightly clenched, and her lower body was motionless in her vagina, and it continued to expand uncontrollably and sprayed in.
Then he pulled her out, turned her around and hugged her to the lap of the person opposite, twisted her arm from behind, and asked the opponent to suck her breasts in front of him.
Listening to her weak sobs like a kitten, the person in front of him was already extremely anxious and began to bite her buds out of order until it was red and swollen.
She collapsed in their arms like noodles, deflated and tried to ignore all her feelings, because she realized that they just liked to tease her and cried, and she controlled herself not to make any sound.
After changing people and moving, they repeated the process like that just now, one held her hands firmly, and the other entered her hard below.
This time she almost didn't need to be twisted with her hands, and she hung her whole body on the man with strength, like a small boat in the center of the vortex, a land duck that was about to fall into the water, and she could not free her arms.
So four big hands were putting their hands on the insults and rubbed her breasts and small flower stems until she couldn't help but ravage her. Her whole head hung on the shoulders, necks of the person in front of her, and she hummed and sobbed in a low voice. The person under her seemed to be stimulated, exacerbating a new round of sprints. The ejaculation made her body full of white burns, and her pussy and his cock were stuck together like paste.
I can't remember how many times they ejaculated, and the people around me rotated again, turning her over and fiddling in to kneel, pushing her in with the lubrication of the semen, hitting her buttocks hard, making a bang sound.
Even if there was something under her knee, she began to feel that her knees were so worn that she wanted to break her skin, not to mention her body that was directly under the strength.
The fierce collision was too deep, which made her belly feel a little uncomfortable. She couldn't help but struggle to climb forward and wanted to escape. The person behind was taken away from her penis by her flower hole when she was not careful. The pleasure of ejaculation came to anger. She pressed her waist and dragged her back, slapped her hard on the buttocks, making a crisp sound, and then pierced her body again.
This time it was the beginning of even more tyrannical.
He grabbed her hair from behind and pulled her head high, like a swan waiting to be killed. Her scalp was pulled and hurt.
His other hand wrapped around her waist, as if he was taming a calf, desperate to tame her and defeat all the uncooperation that destroyed her.
The collision was even more violent, with the hostility of punishing her escape and the scheming of scheming her obedience, and the impact also had a deep and shallow rhythm, which made her cervix sore and numb. She couldn't help but hook her toes. In the end, she instinctively shouted "Help" unconsciously. The continuous impact with a rhythm that seemed to never stop in her life. She really felt that if she went down, her belly would be pierced and she would be fucked to death by him.
Another person panted and reached out to grab her stalactite-like breasts, kneading them like playing with a fitness ball.
The narrow space was filled with a strange smell, and semen continued to overflow from the base of her thighs, and new semen was constantly filled.
In the end, she simply refused to tell the difference and let herself be constantly fiddled with like an inflatable doll.
Oh, it's filled again.
It's too dark, everywhere is the ultimate blackness, and there is no possibility of being lit up in the road ahead.
She didn't know how many days could her self last for such humiliating treatment.
For a moment, her will wanted to collapse on her own. Let's just compromise, but there was still a voice in her heart asking her to persevere. What if?
What if there is a turning point?
Find an opportunity to die with them!
In the end, she was in a daze and couldn't even be sure if there were two people around her, and if there were other people joining in the middle.
In the darkness, she lowered her head numbly, as if she was dead or alive.
The head was like the head of a rag doll in a terrifying monster talk, drooping weakly with the rhythm of thrusting, and swaying, as if it could not hold back at any time because of the boiling sin and the high esteem of evil, and wait until the music came to an abrupt end, and it fell down with a crackling sound.
And the strange words in my mind only resounded with the curse-like words last time. I just wanted to see how the school beauty became a school prostitute.
Someone suppressed a bad laugh from his throat, and smeared the urine and vaginal water in her lower body with his hands, then hugged her from behind, biting her shoulders, which were still sensitive and trembling, while folding her legs to facilitate the people in front of him to move.
The front hand also pulled back, and there was a rustling sound of clothes being untied and taken off. Then the other party groped, pressing the thick and hard hot cock against her petals, and grinding the glans left and right in the wet mud for a while. The abundant flower juice and prostate fluid quickly mixed together, and we were indifferent to each other.
Then the other party grabbed her thigh with satisfaction, aimed at her heart, and slowly sent her penis in.
Chen Qiongying was still immersed in the self-pity of incontinence, as if she was stupid. Before she could recover, she had already taken the opportunity to invade the most private territory by the bad embryo.
But what's the use of her even if she recovers?
Her upper body was firmly held in her arms by another person, and struggle would only make her take advantage of her.
The person in front slowly thrust, and his breathing gradually became rapid with the rhythm. With the inertia of the penis rushing, he finally went deeper and deeper, sending the whole piece in, allowing the flesh to rotate and jump happily inside.
Who are you?She was hit so hard that even the sound was followed by one chord, which made people's heart numb and their lower body heat.
No one answered her.
How many of you have in total?As she thrust, she began to breathe, her voice with an unconscious, sensual sound, which was extremely seductive.
Except for the obvious thickening of breath around her, no one answered her.
How many more times will it take for you to let me go?!Her voice was already filled with a crying cry of self-deprecating.
This time, there was no sound of chaotic breathing around. It seemed that her question was too ridiculous and was so redundant that it was not worth answering at all.
You talk!say!say!She covered her face and cried bitterly, don’t pretend to be dead!Answer me!!!But her gritted teeth, like a kitten facing a wolf's shiny claw, had no response except to make people laugh.
So what answered her was that the hands that were raging on her chest, abdomen, waist and back like a cat stick, were like a poisonous snake parading, wrapping around every part of her skin.
AhAhAh She burst into tears in a breakdown, but she didn't know if they had done anything, as if she wasn't worried that her voice would be heard, scum!You are all scumbags!Go to death!Go to death!She already knew that she could not get an answer, so she was trying her best to vent her curses.
She was driven crazy by the sealed darkness, violently discoupled, struggling, scratching, and biting.
Then she twisted her hands tightly and strangled her chin, like a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered and dismembered.
The person who attacked her head seemed to be attacked by a small amount. He began to jamm her pubic bone with his thumb, and his lower body slammed, which made the person behind her shaking his body.
As if he was implicated and a little dissatisfied, the person behind him continued to mess around with his fingers, fanning the fire everywhere under his chest and abdomen.
She felt that she was really like a prostitute at this time, and she was rubbed and pounded from the inside out without reservation.
The people in front of them were burying their heads and poking wildly, bringing out the sound of water.
If we look at it physiologically, it is probably because the body instinctively secretes juice to protect itself from excessive harm.
But this change is obviously more unacceptable than being forced to let her accept it. Has she become lewd?
The body was inserted into water by someone just a few times. This time, only two points of pain, but eight points of indescribable numbness were rising. She seemed to be able to understand the crispy smell.
She doesn't like pain, but she is even more afraid that she will gradually become what the other party expects, a toy that is physically dominated and indulged in desires.
Just as she was confused and lost her mind about the subtle changes in her body, the person in front of her was already panting and pressing against her lower abdomen, tightly clenched, and her lower body was motionless in her vagina, and it continued to expand uncontrollably and sprayed in.
Then he pulled her out, turned her around and hugged her to the lap of the person opposite, twisted her arm from behind, and asked the opponent to suck her breasts in front of him.
Listening to her weak sobs like a kitten, the person in front of him was already extremely anxious and began to bite her buds out of order until it was red and swollen.
She collapsed in their arms like noodles, deflated and tried to ignore all her feelings, because she realized that they just liked to tease her and cried, and she controlled herself not to make any sound.
After changing people and moving, they repeated the process like that just now, one held her hands firmly, and the other entered her hard below.
This time she almost didn't need to be twisted with her hands, and she hung her whole body on the man with strength, like a small boat in the center of the vortex, a land duck that was about to fall into the water, and she could not free her arms.
So four big hands were putting their hands on the insults and rubbed her breasts and small flower stems until she couldn't help but ravage her. Her whole head hung on the shoulders, necks of the person in front of her, and she hummed and sobbed in a low voice. The person under her seemed to be stimulated, exacerbating a new round of sprints. The ejaculation made her body full of white burns, and her pussy and his cock were stuck together like paste.
I can't remember how many times they ejaculated, and the people around me rotated again, turning her over and fiddling in to kneel, pushing her in with the lubrication of the semen, hitting her buttocks hard, making a bang sound.
Even if there was something under her knee, she began to feel that her knees were so worn that she wanted to break her skin, not to mention her body that was directly under the strength.
The fierce collision was too deep, which made her belly feel a little uncomfortable. She couldn't help but struggle to climb forward and wanted to escape. The person behind was taken away from her penis by her flower hole when she was not careful. The pleasure of ejaculation came to anger. She pressed her waist and dragged her back, slapped her hard on the buttocks, making a crisp sound, and then pierced her body again.
This time it was the beginning of even more tyrannical.
He grabbed her hair from behind and pulled her head high, like a swan waiting to be killed. Her scalp was pulled and hurt.
His other hand wrapped around her waist, as if he was taming a calf, desperate to tame her and defeat all the uncooperation that destroyed her.
The collision was even more violent, with the hostility of punishing her escape and the scheming of scheming her obedience, and the impact also had a deep and shallow rhythm, which made her cervix sore and numb. She couldn't help but hook her toes. In the end, she instinctively shouted "Help" unconsciously. The continuous impact with a rhythm that seemed to never stop in her life. She really felt that if she went down, her belly would be pierced and she would be fucked to death by him.
Another person panted and reached out to grab her stalactite-like breasts, kneading them like playing with a fitness ball.
The narrow space was filled with a strange smell, and semen continued to overflow from the base of her thighs, and new semen was constantly filled.
In the end, she simply refused to tell the difference and let herself be constantly fiddled with like an inflatable doll.
Oh, it's filled again.
It's too dark, everywhere is the ultimate blackness, and there is no possibility of being lit up in the road ahead.
She didn't know how many days could her self last for such humiliating treatment.
For a moment, her will wanted to collapse on her own. Let's just compromise, but there was still a voice in her heart asking her to persevere. What if?
What if there is a turning point?
Find an opportunity to die with them!
In the end, she was in a daze and couldn't even be sure if there were two people around her, and if there were other people joining in the middle.
In the darkness, she lowered her head numbly, as if she was dead or alive.
The head was like the head of a rag doll in a terrifying monster talk, drooping weakly with the rhythm of thrusting, and swaying, as if it could not hold back at any time because of the boiling sin and the high esteem of evil, and wait until the music came to an abrupt end, and it fell down with a crackling sound.
And the strange words in my mind only resounded with the curse-like words last time. I just wanted to see how the school beauty became a school prostitute.
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