Chapter 3: Deeper

Oh, it seems that what the president wants to learn is the time to take off his clothes.The little fox smiled hatefully and cutely with his eyes curled up, and his two small tiger teeth were extremely harmless: How about it, this one is very cute today, right?

Meng Jingtong knew without asking that she was not referring to the clothes outside, but the things that were covering her pair of breasts.

He accurately found the front buckle of his underwear, pinched his fingers in, unbuttoned the snap, held the palm of his palm, tightened his fingers, and held it full.

He never answered Li Jiaojiao's flirtatious question. He lowered his head and touched Li Jiaojiao's neck with his lips. His hot palm pressed against the girl's delicate nipples. After a while, he felt that the small soft flesh began to stand firmly in his palm.

Li Jiaojiao knew that this was the way Meng Jingtong used to draw a clear line of love with her.

They can kiss, have sex, and do the most physically intimate things, but Meng Jingtong will not flirt with her, so naturally she will not accept problems like her.

Her smile was lighter on her face, she pouted, raised her hand and pointed to another direction: Hold me over, I want to do it there.

There is the podium over there, where Meng Jingtong spoke just now.

Meng Jingtong didn't think too much about him. Li Jiaojiao raised her hand and hugged his neck. He then held her little butt and picked up the person. He stepped onto the podium in two steps and placed her on the podium.

The height difference between the podium table was just right. Li Jiaojiao leaned back and put her legs on Meng Jingtong's shoulders, and said lazily: Help me lick it.

Meng Jingtong paused for a moment, and saw Li Jiaojiao raise her hand and lift the hem of the short skirt. There were no safety pants inside. The lace polka dot underwear in the set of underwear just right wrapped around the girl's plump round buttocks, and presented the outline of her private parts in front of Meng Jingtong.

He didn't rush to talk, but instead fumbled with his hands to find Li Jiaojiao's sensitive soft stalk. The piece was already a little wet. When his thumb touched, Li Jiaojiao's body shook slightly and slid away.

Use your mouth.

She was impatient and didn't feel very happy to hear her tone. Meng Jingtong didn't know where she got offended her, and she was not interested in pursuing her. She used her hand to push away the soft cloth half-wet outside her private parts and put it in.

Meng Jing has the same oral skills, but Li Jiaojiao teaches her little by little. She is her preference for priorities.

He opened his mouth and tightened the front end of Li Jiaojiao first, and repeatedly rubbed it with his tongue. After a while, Li Jiaojiao forgot the little bit of unhappiness just now, and enjoyed it with half-squinted eyes.

Well.............................................

She just sat down from the stage and looked as if Meng Jingtong was on the stage, and she was almost wet. She listened to his cold-tempered Yingxin speech in her ears, and her mind was full of scenes of being fucked by him on the podium.

She had his penis in her back, and looked at the table, chairs and benches below the stage from his perspective. When she thought about it, her pussy became itchy.

Li Jiaojiao's legs kept squeezing Meng Jingtong's head, but was restricted by his powerful hands. Her slender fingers with distinct knuckles were slightly sunken into the girl's white and tender soft flesh, leaving a series of red finger marks.

His tongue pushed into her wet and hot hole. As soon as he entered, he was sucked by the meat inside. The hot vaginal fluid greeted the tip of his tongue, mixed with saliva almost flooded, making people think of what it would feel like to insert it with another thing.

Meng Jingtong was also hard, and the flesh blade between her legs was stammering there urgently, making the existence of her pants awkward and embarrassing.

He held Li Jiaojiao's legs tightly with both hands, and the scorching palm made Li Jiaojiao's legs tremble and his whole body became weak.

Meng Jingtong...ha Ah...

Li Jiaojiao lay down with her neck on her back, the whole classroom was upside down, and the ceiling fan turned lazily into her mind, stirring up a whirlpool of chaos.

The pleasure was like a tight rope that gradually tied up her entire back spine. Li Jiaojiao's face began to turn red, and small beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she was humming unbearably biting her lower lip.

Hah... um... Meng Jingtong... deeper... Woo...

The tip of his tongue lost the softness between the lingering lips and tongue, and directly held back the point that Li Jiaojiao loved the most, swept her in with the huge wave of orgasm, and every inch of the bones and joints on his back were completely stretched out, forming a crescent moon in the sky.

After a while, Li Jiaojiao came to her senses and blocked the particularly dazzling incandescent lamp tube above her head with her hands, facing Meng Jingtong's cold eyes.

In fact, Li Jiaojiao couldn't understand why there were men like Meng Jingtong in this world. Even if they gave oral sex to women, they could still look so cold and reserved, exuding a sense of distance that no one could touch.

But I have to say that Li Jiaojiao just likes Meng Jingtong's arrogance in her bones.

Help me up.

She reached out to Meng Jingtong, and he was half-held and half-carried off the podium.The moment Li Jiaojiao's feet touched the bottom, she became a little weak, her legs were hot, all with messy finger marks.

She turned her back to Meng Jingtong and supported her hands on the podium, turned her head and glanced at him lightly:

Come in.

The little fox's mouth was bent, obviously quite satisfied with his service just now, and there was a unique sense of orgasm after the tip of his eyes. It could almost make people feel weak at a glance.