After Zhao Qingyi returned to the ward, she looked a little guilty and looked like she had done something wrong. She sat next to Lao Zhao without saying a word.
Seeing this, Lao Zhao comforted her slowly: Daughter, don’t be guilty, you did the right thing.
Zhao Qingyi lowered his head, his tone a little confused: Dad, do we really want to do this?
You have to get, you have to get.Lao Zhao's calloused hand gently stroked his daughter's head, signaling her not to think too much.
What Lao Zhao always thought of was that after drinking the added honey, Murong Yu did not appear in the ward for the whole afternoon.
She didn't show up until the evening and started a routine patrol and helped Lao Zhao wipe his body.
Murong Yu is still wearing a plain white nurse's uniform and white stockings. Her hair is tied with a ponytail, and her face is still pure and cute, but not as agile as before. Her eyes become cautious and timid, and she never dares to look at Lao Zhao.
After she unbuttoned Lao Zhao's top, her expression became a slight dazed and didn't know how to start.
Old Zhao saw all this and pretended not to know: Xiaoyu Ah, do you have a boyfriend?
Murong Yu shook his head slightly: No.
Hi, don’t hurry up and choose things like love. You will always find the right one.
Well, I got it.
Murong Yu took off his pants while listening to Lao Zhao's joke. When his hard penis was erected in front of her, she couldn't help but open her lips lightly and wanted to say something. Her eyes became even more panicked, and even her hand wiping could not help trembling.
Seeing that the prey was successfully trapped, Lao Zhao finally felt at a loss. The corners of his eyes were about to narrow into a slit, staring at her happily, then held his penis with his hand, stroking it himself, making a muffled sound.
Such rude behavior made Murong Yu feel very embarrassed. She tried not to watch his naked masturbation movements as much as possible, and focused all her attention on Lao Zhao's feet, wiping them carefully, as if she was focused.
After finally finishing the soles of her feet, her wrists trembled slightly. When she lifted her pants and wanted to help Lao Zhao put them back, she stopped her: Xiaoyu Ah, the penis has not been wiped yet, you see, it is swollen.
Is that right... Well, okay... Murong Yu's white face turned red, and she could only use a towel to gently wipe the glans, but she didn't dare to touch it directly with her hands. She was always very restrained.
Lao Zhao's desire was burning violently. Seeing her hesitant and conservative appearance, she had already lost her patience under her lust. She pulled off the towel and asked her hand to hold her penis directly: Come and help me masturbate, it's so uncomfortable this day.
Murong Yu was so scared that she almost stood up and shook her head: Old sir, I, I can't...
Old Zhao Yi said righteously: This is also part of the nursing care. Does Xiaoyu want to shirk it? I will complain to you!
Murong Yu bit his lips tightly, thought for a while, and nodded with difficulty: Old sir, I understand.
She knelt beside the bed, gently holding her penis with ten slender fingers, and then slowly started to stroke it.
Old Zhao auds and squints his eyes and enjoys it.
She secretly observed Lao Zhao's reaction, but did not solve it as roughly as before. Instead, she stroked the foreskin with her fingers and exposed the entire glans. The fishy and masculine aura suddenly came to her nose. Her fingertips touched the surface of the stem with the edges and blue veins, and rubbed them, for fear that it would hurt Lao Zhao.
Murong Yu's masturbation technique was obviously more comfortable than the last time. Lao Zhao was pressed so comfortable that he almost disarmed, but he was not satisfied with masturbation tonight.
Old Zhao moved his body and signaled her to go to bed: You must feel uncomfortable if you kneel on the ground like this, just go to bed and do it.
Murong Yu originally wanted to refuse, but there seemed to be unquestionable magic in Lao Zhao's words. She nodded slightly, then took off her white shoes and knelt beside Lao Zhao.
She bent down behind her upper body and continued to masturbate with her hands. Her body posture conveyed an extremely tempting meaning, and there was a faint body fragrance on her body. For Lao Zhao, it was like a kind of aphrodisiac.
He could easily see the graceful spring light in the girl's collar. The same pure white bra covered the bulging breasts, but there was still a lot of white breasts exposed, squeezed into a sexy cleavage.
Although she was wearing a loose nurse's skirt, she was kneeling and sitting, and outlined the shape of her honey buttocks tightly and roundly, especially her slender legs bound by white stockings, which made Lao Zhao feel even more lustful. His fingers began to stroke the girl's white silk jade feet, feeling the smoothness of her tender feet under the touch of the stockings.
Murong Yudan's lips opened slightly, her face flushed, and she seemed even more embarrassing, but she did not stop Lao Zhao from touching her frivolously.
When Lao Zhao stretched his hand into the skirt little by little along the beautiful legs of the stockings, she moved her body a little, and her tone seemed to be begging: Mr., please don’t do this.
Lao Zhao's loose cheeks barely squeezed out a smile: Xiaoyu Ah, just let me touch it. I'm old and it's not easy to ejaculate.
Murong Yu lowered his head and nodded slightly after hesitating.
Lao Zhao had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and he fiddled his skirt with his masturbation and successfully pressed it on the beauty's white silk buttocks.
She let out a sound, but did not stop her, but instead accelerated her masturbation and devoted herself to it.
Murong Yu's tacit consent made Lao Zhao's behavior even more transcendent. He molested the beauty's skirt with one hand, and pressed Murong Yu's head with the other, allowing her delicate lips to directly touch the glans.
Um...
Just as she was about to avoid it, Lao Zhao's tone contained an irresistible order: Please hold it in.
Even though he was reluctant, Murong Yu closed his eyes, opened his cherry lips lightly, and took his glans into his mouth little by little. His lips were quickly stretched open, and then his stem and jade cheeks slightly contracted inward. The unavoidable tongue inside was forced to clean up the liquid secreted on the glans.
Lao Zhao's breathing gradually accelerated. His hands explored back and forth between the buttocks through the white silk pantyhose, and even tore open the crotch of the white silk pantyhose, pushing away the underwear, and directly stroked the wet mons pubic lip with his fingers.
With this touch, Murong Yu breathed even more breathing and gasping, and a little bit of fragrant sweat oozed from her jade neck. She hid her soft waist weakly, and her lips holding her penis became more forceful.
After so many years of abstinence, Lao Zhao's sensitive glans could not resist the beauty's verbal attack. His waist trembled slightly, and all the white semen shot into Murong Yu's mouth.
After Murong Yu was poured into her mouth by the sudden semen, her eyes became even more dazed and she began to swallow instinctively.
When all the semen was swallowed, her whole body became even hotter. Her skin seemed to be covered with rosy luster, and her face was flushed. She closed her eyes tightly, and her legs were trembling slightly.
Lao Zhao's penis showed no sign of weakness after ejaculation. He could no longer hold back and suddenly pressed Murong Yu under his body, impatiently pressing his glans against the beauty's wet labia.
Murong Yu did not resist at all, but looked at Lao Zhao in panic, his lips slightly opened, and his fragrance vomited: Old sir, this is... the first time.
Old Zhao chuckled: The first time Ah, it's okay, then I'll come in.
As the glans slowly squeezed open and closed the labia and penetrated it little by little, Lao Zhao quickly felt a thin layer of barrier at the entrance of the vagina.
Murong Yu hugged Lao Zhao nervously, pursed her lips, and was not calm inside.
Seeing this, Lao Zhao gasped and said: Hold on for a while, it will soon stop the pain.
After saying that, he thrust hard, and his glans thrust into the depths of his pussy with a snorted sound of crisp body impact, and his pubic bone and the girl's labia were completely attached.
Woo Murong Yu covered her cheeks with her hands, and she whimpered in pain at that moment.
The wall flesh in the vagina was soft and slippery, and it sucked the penis tightly like a small mouth, making Lao Zhao unable to move easily, making his scalp numb and he took a breath of air conditioning.
He looked down at the two of them as their private parts merged, and as his penis slowly pulled out of his vagina, there was still a little red blood on it.
At this moment he became extremely proud and he fucked another virgin.
Murong Yu's white silk legs were forced to open in an M-shaped shape, and a big hole was torn into the crotch of the stockings. After fiddling with the underwear, Lao Zhao could clearly see that there was a small cluster of black pubic hair on her mons pubic, and her pink and tender clitoris were exposed. The two labia were supported in an arc and were close to the stem. The honey liquid slowly oozing out was crystal clear and shining, mixed with blood. The scene in front of her was both pure and lewd.
At this time, Old Zhao glanced at the corner of his eyes and saw a crack open outside the door. A figure hid there sneakily. There was probably no one else except Zhao Qingyi.
He sneered, ignored his daughter who was peeping outside the door, and began to control the little lamb under him, thrust his waist, letting his glans thrust into the soft and warm flower hole again, and directly hit the mouth of the uterus deep.
Ah... it hurts... the old man... it hurts so much...
It's okay, it won't hurt soon!Old Zhao's eyes turned red and he grinned hideously.
The scorching pain in the lower body made Murong Yu unable to help but grab Lao Zhao's hands, and looked at him with great caliber. His long and tender white legs clamped Lao Zhao's waist, passively endured the impact from his crotch.
After the collar of her nurse's clothes was torn apart, her soft breasts bound by her bra bounced out. The already firm nipples swayed slightly, teasing Lao Zhao's sexual nerves.
When his claws held one of the breasts, Murong Yu moaned softly at the right time, perhaps feeling too lewd, so he turned his face aside, biting his slender fingers lightly, and after a while, he couldn't help but cry softly.
Slut, you wanted to seduce me early in the morning, right?
Faced with Lao Zhao's severe scolding, Murong Yu shook his head quickly, for fear that he would misunderstand, and explained in a crying voice: Old man, I don't, no...
How delicate and sexy her lips were, Lao Zhao bent down and took it in his mouth, but then he thought that he had just finished ejaculation, and suddenly felt disgusted and resisted the urge to kiss further.
As the honey liquid in the vagina gradually lubricates, the astringency of the penis in the honey disappears. Instead, the flesh particles in the vagina wrap around the penis and wriggles back and forth, making Lao Zhao's thrust speed more natural.
He grabbed two sexy white silk legs, put the crystal clear white silk soles to his face, and licked the soles of his feet with his tongue.
If it were before, Lao Zhao would never dare to expect that he could fuck the beautiful woman in the city, and he also represented a white and pure nurse.
Now everything has come true. The nurse in pure white stockings is lying under her and feels numb, her cheeks are blurred and intoxicated, her eyebrows are frowning, and she bit her lips tightly.
Lao Zhao's penis was thrusting back and forth in his pussy, and a lot of crystal clear love juice oozed out of the intercourse area, and the bed sheets were already wet.
Woo Ah…Ah…
Murong Yu's moans became even more rapid, and her original reserve had disappeared. Her breasts were raised up and she actively twisted her waist, enduring the thrusting under Lao Zhao's crotch, and her white silky feet were unable to rub against the bed sheet.
Old Zhao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, stared at the beauty under his crotch and shouted: Hi...Hi...You fairy...
Uh...uh...
When the climax came, Murong Yu could hardly shout out loud. Waves of pleasure came, hugging Lao Zhao's neck tightly, her lips slightly opened, and the soft flesh in the lower vagina contracted regularly.
Under the stimulation of the strong climax, Murong Yu's body trembled and hot, which also stimulated Lao Zhao to further disarm, and all the semen was shot into the warm and soft pussy.
Old Zhao was gasping heavily. When the glans pulled out of the vagina, the labia were stretched to both sides and could no longer be closed. The pink honey pot in the middle formed a small hole, and the pale white and transparent semen slowly flowed out from it.
Murong Yu's hair was messy, and she collapsed on the bed without moving. After a while, tears came out of the corners of her eyes.
After Lao Zhao recovered, he patted her back and comforted her quietly: Child, be good, don’t cry anymore.
She sobbed in a low voice and shook her head gently: Why am I like this? Woo... My virgin is gone, all is gone...
Old Zhao was shocked and almost thought that the poison of semen had not taken effect. He asked tentatively: Xiaoyu Ah, do you hate me?
Murong Yu's eyes became struggling, and after a while, he shook his head again.
Old Zhao nodded guiltily, thinking about whether to get some semen to deepen the child's poisoning.
Thinking of this, Lao Zhao made a lot of semen from her pussy between her legs and put it on her lips: Do you eat it?
After Murong Yu kissed the smell, he opened his lips reflexively, stuck out his tongue to lick all the semen, and his originally confused eyes fell into lust again.
After taking all the semen, Murong Yu's face turned red, her skin was red and hot, and her pupils became timid and charming, and she no longer resisted Lao Zhao's touch like before.
Old Zhao's legs were already numb, and he lay beside him to rest, and the air fell into tranquility.
Old gentleman, I'm leaving... She stood up with difficulty and slowly put on her clothes, and then wanted to help Lao Zhao take her pants back.
But Lao Zhao pointed to the glans that were still stained with semen: Xiaoyu, it’s still dirty here.
Murong Yu hesitated for a while and nodded: OK, let’s help the old man clean up...
When she turned around and wanted to take a rag, Lao Zhao grabbed her: Lick it with her mouth, it will be cleaner.
If it were before, Murong Yu would have turned her head and left. Now she was silent for a while, nodded, and knelt obediently by the bed, opened her mouth and held the glans, sucked on it, and swallowed all the semen into her stomach.
The amount of semen does not depend on the amount or the amount. As long as it is touched, it can make a woman in heat for a short time. This is the conclusion drawn by Lao Zhao's simple observation.
I saw her beautiful eyes sinking into lust again, and she stared intently in front of her, then her buttocks trembled slightly, and her penis stretched out from her mouth, and her tender moans could not even be curbed.
Xiaoyu Ah, what's wrong?
When Lao Zhao helped her delicate body up, the wet vaginal fluid under her skirt wet the white stockings on her legs and fell timidly in Lao Zhao's arms.
Lao Zhao was dry and he wanted to continue to pound something. Murong Yu shook his head slightly: The bed sheet is wet, I'll help you change one. The doctor is going to come in to check in later...
After saying that, she didn't dare to look at Lao Zhao's hot eyes and ran away directly.
After Murong Yu changed the new sheets, she whispered: Old sir, if... nothing happens, then I'll leave first.
Old Zhao said happily: OK, tomorrow morning, you can serve me slowly, remember not to wear underwear.
Faced with Lao Zhao's shameful request, Murong Yu neither agreed nor denied it, but just left with a blushing face.
Lao Zhao lay on the bed and waited for a long time before seeing his daughter walking in reluctantly.
After she glanced at Lao Zhao, she sat next to her without making any noise.
What's wrong, you're unhappy?Old Zhao hugged her from behind.
Zhao Qingyi shook his head and gently pushed away his hand: No, know, know.
Old Zhao felt as clear as a mirror and comforted her with a wide voice: Child, have we agreed that since my daughter’s body is not given to her father, her father can only find another woman.
Zhao Qingyi's tears were almost flowing out, and she said aggrievedly: I know, but I feel so uncomfortable. I can't accept it when I watch Sister Xiaoyu have sex with her father... I'm sorry...
When did Old Zhao take off his pants, his glans was successfully pressed into the slit of his daughter's nightgown and said in a bewitching tone: Do you want to do it once?This way you can be like Xiaoyu.
After Zhao Qingyi's sensitive lower body was held back, her breathing became rapid, but she was far less likely to be broken than Murong Yu. She shook her head with difficulty: Dad, I am not ready yet.
After hearing this, Lao Zhao was a little discouraged and said dissatisfied: Xiaoyu is not ready either, has she done it with me?
Zhao Qingyi was afraid that he would be unhappy, so she turned around and hugged Lao Zhao and whispered: Dad, it’s because I can’t get through it. Can I give me some more time, okay?
Child, why?
Zhao Qingyi thought about this question very seriously: Maybe...I thought you are my father and I am your daughter. This is incest, so I am very scared...
Old Zhao sighed lightly: OK, but Dad’s penis is still hard.
Zhao Qingyi kissed his cheek and said softly: Qingyi knows, let Qingyi help her father vent her desire.
After saying that, she got into the quilt, and soon, Lao Zhao felt that his penis was being whisked into the warm cavity, and there was a slippery soft tongue inside that was licking it skillfully.
My daughter's oral sex skills have improved significantly. Lao Zhao is very pleased. His fingers easily slide into his daughter's nightgown and caresses the wet jade slit through his underwear.
Under this stimulation, Zhao Qingyi's mouth and tongue became warmer, and the licking became more and more confused, as if he was savoring the peerless delicacy.
Zhao Qingyi's hand gently stroked the swollen scrotum, and when the scrotum shook and shrank, she knew that the semen was about to be sprayed out, so she quickly put the entire penis into her mouth, so that the semen would be shot into the cavity without leaking.
It was not until the last drop of semen was licked clean that Zhao Qingyi came out of the quilt with satisfaction, with wet vaginal fluid between her legs.
She threw herself into Lao Zhao's arms with a shy look on her face and even kissed him on the lips.
Dad, this is your semen smell, have you tasted it?
Lao Zhao avoided it disgustedly: Bah, if you want to eat it yourself.
Zhao Qingyi was dissatisfied: Yes, what, I still don’t want to give it to you.
The father and daughter returned to their previous flirting, which made Lao Zhao suddenly feel that if it weren't for the daughter's breasts being exposed, he would have thought everything was like the same life as before.
So, can't you go back?
Lao Zhao is a nostalgic person, and at this moment he only feels physical and mental emotions.
I looked at my daughter's shy expression again, and her smooth pigeon breasts were pressed against her skin. I couldn't help but smile happily. It seemed that such a life was good.
Although he could not take down his daughter's virginity in one go, he was already very satisfied.
With Murong Yu's appetizer, Zhao Qingyi was like a helpless white rabbit, always between Lao Zhao's five fingers, and he would definitely not be able to escape in the end.
Lao Zhao closed his eyes and recalled the strange performances of the girls Lin Jing, Xia QingYàn, Murong Yu and Zhao Qingyi. Lin Jing and Murong Yu are both single, and their bonds with Lao Zhao are the weakest, so they are also the easiest to succeed.
But Xia QingYàn has a boyfriend and a strong bond of love, which may be one of the reasons why it is difficult to eat her down. Zhao Qingyi is the same. The bondage of family ethics makes her afraid of the consequences she faces after taking that step.
Only by constantly pouring semen can we break the spiritual bonds of these girls and eventually surrender to our own crotch.
Lao Zhao couldn't help but think of Lin Jing's appearance, but he no longer had the desire of the past. People are indeed fickle animals. After fucking once, they will no longer be remembered. The daughters around him are sweeter and more delicious.
The lights in the room went out, but they were still bright, because the light came in from the window and shone on the floor, giving off a soft white light.
Only then did Old Zhao have the intention to look out the window. He was shocked to see that the full moon hanging high in the sky had turned into three, and it was distributed in a triangular state.
Such a grand scene puzzled Lao Zhao. What was going on?
Um...Dad, what's wrong...Sky...Moon?Well, I saw it, there are three, and then what?
Zhao Qingyi looked sleepy, but Old Zhao was inexplicably surprised: Children, they are three months old, don’t you find it strange?
She rubbed her tired eyes, stared at the sunny night, nodded, and then hugged Lao Zhao's neck: Three, it's not normal... Dad, I'm really sleepy, go to bed first...
Lao Zhao was completely stunned. What's going on? Is it normal for him the only one to think it's abnormal?
His head was covered in dust and he simply ignored it.
The next morning, Zhao Qingyi and Lao Zhao were still sleeping together. When Murong Yu walked in, Lao Zhao, who was already in a shallow state, opened his eyes directly.
I saw her wearing the same nurse's skirt as usual, walked softly to Lao Zhao, and bent down and said: Mr., it's time for daily examinations and body cleaning...
After hearing this, Lao Zhao's tiredness dissipated, and the soft flesh in his crotch suddenly became hard: Then come on.
Murong Yu looked at the sleeping Zhao Qingyi and whispered: Then she...
She won't wake up, don't worry.
Since Lao Zhao said that, Murong Yu began to unbutton his shirt. When he was about to wipe it with a cloth, Lao Zhao grabbed her white and tender wrist: He also wiped his fart with a cloth, and it was so shriveled.
Murong Yu was stunned: Old sir, what should I use?
Use your breasts, tsk, isn't this quite smooth?Lao Zhao reached out and grabbed her chest hard.
Old sir, it's not suitable...
What's wrong with it? Don't you want to eat semen?
Murong Yu's face flushed after hearing this, and after thinking about it, he nodded shyly.
That's right, hurry up.
She sighed softly, stood up, slowly unbuttoned the buttons on her chest, unbuttoned one by one. When the coat slowly fell to the ground, she exposed a smooth and white body. She was neither wearing a bra nor underwear, and only had translucent thin, translucent stockings on her lower body. The charming jade slit between her legs was already flooded with spring water.
Lao Zhao wiped her legs with his hands, and Murong Yu whispered softly, and from her face to her jade neck was as hot as clouds, and she sensitively clamped her legs.
His fingers were covered with clear honey, and he gently applied her plump and smooth breasts, and said with a smile: Just use your pussy water to lubricate it, and help me massage it well.
Such erotic request made Murong Yu pursed her lips tightly and stood there very embarrassedly.
But when she thought of Lao Zhao's threat, she did as she did. She stretched her jade fingers into her legs and groped for a while, and more vaginal fluid was taken out and evenly applied to her chest.
Soon, the two round and perky breasts were covered with a layer of love juice, emitting a lewd light.
Come up quickly, it's slow.
After hearing this, Murong Yu climbed onto Lao Zhao's bed obediently. She looked at Zhao Qingyi who was sleeping and breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't wake up.
She bent down and under the clumsy instructions, she let her breasts and firm nipples slowly rub against Lao Zhao's chest. The heavy breasts were tightly attached to Lao Zhao's body under the gravity. Every inch of the skin of the breasts became smoother and whiter through the love fluid.
This scene is quite erotic and familiar. Lao Zhao has watched it in his previous MP4. It was taken by a country where he lived a good life. It is called an AV actress. He first coated his body with foam, and then helped the guests clean their bodies on the water bed.
Now Murong Yu is doing similar work. She resists the friction of sensitive parts of her body, her eyelashes fluttering, and her posture is very ashamed.
Lao Zhao's hands were not honest at all. He touched from her plump breasts to the valley of the pubic hills between her legs, not letting go of any inch of sensitive skin on his body.
She wanted to moan in a sweet voice many times, and because Zhao Qingyi was lying beside her, she had to cover her lips tightly and silently endure Lao Zhao's misconduct.
It should be cleaned there too, right, use your breasts to hold them.
Under Lao Zhao's guidance, Murong Yu held up his breasts in embarrassment, letting his penis pop out in the cleavage, and then rubbed his penis by squeezing the soft breasts.
Hiss... Old Zhao's eyes widened with comfort. It turned out that the girl's breasts were so delicate and soft, and her penis seemed to be in a soft cotton ball, with a special touch of firmness and smoothness.
The two of them quickly applied a thin layer of glittering vaginal fluid, slowly soaking the white stockings on their legs, close to their beautiful legs. The stockings were as transparent as silk satin, fine and smooth. Lao Zhao stroked her sexy white stockings with his hands, and felt that the touch was very soft.
Murong Yu squeezed her breasts hard, trying to stimulate her penis so that she could ejaculate her semen quickly, but Lao Zhao's intention was more than that, and she signaled her to sit on her.
Murong Yu quickly understood what it meant, and she looked at Zhao Qingyi who was sleeping again, becoming embarrassed.
In the end, desire defeated the shame. Her delicate body, which was as delicate as fat, became fragrant and sweaty, and had a lewd and smooth luster. She sat behind Lao Zhao, separated her labia bit by bit, and then sat down slightly, allowing the two labia to rub against the stems. The vaginal fluid flowed out more from the vagina, and the entire glans was poured shiny.
Lao Zhao's Adam's apple trembled slightly, and his turbid eyes were filled with evil desires. He stared at Murong Yu and said in a deep voice: Come on, sit in quickly.
yes……
Murong Yu took a deep breath, straightened his penis, held the glans upward with his slender fingers, and then squeezed the labia a little bit, and soon even the roots penetrated into his vagina, making a dull puff sound.
She sobbed and covered her lips. After adapting to Lao Zhao's penis size, she clamped her beautiful legs with her stockings and began to shake her buttocks awkwardly.
Old Zhao roared in a low voice, grabbed her bouncing chest and kneaded it hard, and gasped like a bellows breaking out of his mouth.
Not long after Murong Yu broke the melon, she had fallen into lust and knew the beauty of making love, and soon ushered in the first climax.
Woo... I can't help it... Old gentleman... I feel so comfortable... She was immersed in the afterglow of the climax, regardless of whether Zhao Qingyi woke up or not, her moans became louder and spread throughout the room.
Old Zhao has been secretly observing his daughter's expression, although Zhao Qingyi kept closing her eyes, and her eyes shaking constantly had completely betrayed her.
His hand reached into the quilt, easily pulled open his daughter's nightgown, and accurately grasped her soft breasts.
At the end of the rubbing, Zhao Qingyi couldn't help but snorted, and soon she didn't dare to move.
Lao Zhao no longer teased his daughter and concentrated on his firepower to have sex with Murong Yu.
After he sat up, he asked Murong Yu to kneel on the bed in a dog-like shape, holding her smooth white silk buttocks from behind, and pressing her glans against the wet vagina, and smoothly inserted it into the depths of her honey.
Woo...
Murong Yu let out a soft hum, raised her head high, her sexy breasts raised upwards, and her hip waves came like ripples. Her jade feet wrapped in stockings were tight, and she directly wrinkled against the bed sheet.
I...I'm coming again...Ah...
Her moan was almost screaming, and then she lay directly beside Zhao Qingyi and moaned with her legs constantly shaking.
Old Zhao was gasping heavily, and his elderly physical strength was a little too weak, so he couldn't hold on. His lower body tightly pressed against her wet and tender vagina, and sprayed all the white descendants into his vagina.
After ejaculation, Murong Yu fell on the bed and fell into powerlessness.
After a while, she applied the semen that had flowed out of her vagina to her mouth, and she became satisfied.
Old Zhao sat beside him and gasped slightly. He took out a cup of warm water and poured it into his stomach, lamenting that he was still old after all. Others could control many girls overnight, and he was probably very reluctant to even have a woman.
Zhao Qingyi looked at the semen on Murong Yu's fingers, as if she had a fatal temptation to her. She didn't even pretend to be asleep, and a hint of desire appeared in her eyes.
When Murong Yu saw her appearance, she smiled in a sensible way and handed the semen from her fingers to her mouth.Zhao Qingyi immediately put it in his mouth, no matter how many body fluids the two people contained.
Lao Zhao was watching the intimate actions of the two people, and the penis on his lower body vaguely felt high-spirited. He quickly turned his head and calmed down a little.
Although sex is good, my chest is really beaten violently.
After Murong Yu licked the semen flowing out of her lower body, she stood up and put on her white coat, but her face was flushed and messy hair betrayed her.
She took out the blood pressure gauge and syringe, leaned over to Lao Zhao's ear, and said softly: Old man, you are going to check your health.
Lao Zhao cooperated happily and the new day began.
Zhao Qingyi obviously realized that his disguise failed, so she got up quietly, pretended to wash up, and left the ward directly.
When she came back, Murong Yu leaned into her ear and reminded: Sister, you need to grasp some happiness yourself. If you miss it, you will be gone.
What... Zhao Qingyi pretended not to hear her hint.
Old Zhao's eyes lit up. Today, his daughter was wearing his favorite plaid shirt and pleated skirt, especially the sexy legs bound by black stockings. They were both slender and well-proportioned. The tender feet under the black leather shoes must be equally cute.
Zhao Qingyi originally wanted to push the wheelchair and let Lao Zhao sit on it directly, but he quickly shook his head: Oh, I'm in good health, no need to.
Dad, just show off your strength.
Zhao Qingyi returned to her former little girl appearance, and finally helped Lao Zhao up obediently, accompanied him out of the ward door, and basked in the sun in the back garden on the first floor.
Only when standing in the sunshine did Lao Zhao feel that his hands and feet were numb and cold, and his originally turbid head gradually became clear and he recalled many things.
He sat on the bench and looked at the crowded back garden, unable to help but sigh: Daughter Ah, you said, if I die, where will my soul go?
Faced with this heavy topic, Zhao Qingyi grabbed his palm slightly and said softly: Dad, my daughter will always be with you, sure.
Old Zhao patted the back of her tender hands and said lonely: But why don’t you see me, your brothers? Have you forgotten me, a useless old man?
Dad, no, my elder brother and sister-in-law will come here in the afternoon, so don’t think about it.The daughter's comfort did not make Lao Zhao stop thinking about it at all.
He recalled the days when he was sleeping, and the disgust of the three brothers was almost uncovered, which made Lao Zhao both frustrated and uncomfortable, and he didn't know what had happened.
Seeing that the sun was about to climb to the top of his head, Zhao Qingyi helped Lao Zhao back to the hospital.
Once there was no sunlight, Lao Zhao's hands and feet seemed to become cold again, and the gloom in his mind gradually increased.
His narrow eyes as narrow as the moon stared at the crowd, and his flat rosacea smelled the smell of disinfectant in the air, and gradually realized something was wrong.
Every male doctor, male patient and male family member who passed by him deliberately kept a safe distance from him, and the radius within one meter of him was like an isolation circle, which isolated all men from the outside.
On the contrary, no women will deliberately avoid him.
This strange phenomenon stunned Lao Zhao. He thought of the two pieces of stuff under his crotch at the first time. Could it be that this was also caused by his own body?
He was both depressed and irritable and decided not to think about these things. For an old man who only had three or four months left to live, only a youthful body can be exchanged for his passion.
After returning to the ward, Lao Zhao was in a state of slightest lunch made by his daughter, and he was in a state of slumber. He was sleepy and lay on the bed and fell asleep.
In the afternoon, Zhao Jingcheng and his wife Gong Wenyin came to the hospital to visit Lao Zhao.
Gong Wenyin sat on the chair beside Lao Zhao's bed, and Zhao Jingcheng stood in the window at the first time. This clue further confirmed Lao Zhao's inner speculation, and dissatisfaction arose.
The children and grandchildren were so unfilial that he felt depressed and angry. Gong Wenyin was holding the sleeping baby, her eyes full of concern and greetings, which diluted a lot of Lao Zhao's resentment.
Especially the faint body fragrance coming from her loose dress was mixed with some milky smell, which made Lao Zhao think even more, and the penis in the quilt began to be hard.
However, he knew very well that although Gong Wenyin seemed to be close to him and did not have Zhao Jingcheng's far-reaching rejection, he did not have any more intimate actions.
Without the sperm, if Lao Zhao did anything indecent, he might have alarmed his eldest daughter-in-law and would not be able to get closer in the future.
Thinking of this, he quickly resisted the desire in his body. After his impatient eldest son led Gong Wenyin away from the ward, he pressed the red button at the head of the bed, and Murong Yu quickly walked in.
In front of Zhao Qingyi, Lao Zhao issued an order directly: Take off all his clothes.
Old sir, what...?
I asked you to take off all your clothes. Don’t you want to eat semen?
Faced with the unique jokes in Lao Zhao's cold words, Murong Yu felt very at a loss. After all, Zhao Qingyi was also watching on the spot, and she had not pretended to be asleep as before.
Zhao Qingyi blushed beside him: Dad, what are you talking nonsense!I'm still here...
Old Zhao said: Daughter, please learn a little.
Zhao Qingyi was speechless and didn't know what had happened.
He looked at Murong Yu again: Why are you still standing there?
Murong Yu's eyes flashed with anger, and then she calmed herself down and nodded gently.
His fingers stayed on his chest, and the buttons were unbuttoned, revealing the dazzling white naked body inside.
Because I was not wearing underwear, my pair of soft breasts were raised high, and my nipples had already raised under the friction of the clothes. My lower body was still sexy white stockings. A small chunk of trimmed pubic hair was clean and tidy, covering the red crepe slit under the mons pubic pubic.
She sighed lightly, ignored Zhao Qingyi's strangeness of watching, climbed onto the bed, and squatted beside Lao Zhao.
Murong Yu tied her hair to her ears, then leaned over, opened her mouth and took her penis into her mouth.
Zhao Qingyi stood there awkwardly. She wanted to move her body, but her eyes couldn't help staring at her father's penis, swallowing and vomiting in Murong Yu's sexy lips.
Her charming black silk legs closed slightly, and she quietly reached into her skirt.
Lao Zhao's desire came as fierce as a tide. He looked at his daughter with a sneer, gently pressed her shoulder and said: Daughter Ah, don't you like to eat your father's semen?
Zhao Qingyi lowered her head and shook her tone: I think, but... since my sister comes first, let her eat it.
Silly daughter, come and lick my cock with Xiaoyu. I will give it to anyone who licks it well.
After hearing this, Murong Yu worked hard to rush and spit faster.
Zhao Qingyi looked at Lao Zhao in surprise and suspicion: Is it true?
How could Dad lie to you?
But... OK.
After being bewitched by semen, Zhao Qingyi slowly moved to Murong Yu's side and looked at Lao Zhao like help: Dad, then I am...
Old Zhao yelled and kicked Murong Yu in the chest with his knee.
Woo... Murong Yu felt aching in her chest and she separated her penis with grievance.
You two are licking with your tongue. Whoever has the best licking skills will give me my semen.
After hearing this, Zhao Qingyi was the first to bend down, stretch out her pink and fragrant tongue like a cat, scraping up and down Lao Zhao's penis, making a crisp licking sound.
Murong Yu was unwilling to fall behind, so she also used her tongue to lick her penis, licking it from the glans and the eye to the scrotum, not letting go of every edge and corner, licking it with relish.
The two top girls served at the same time, making Lao Zhao feel as if he was in a palace, enjoying the emperor-like service, and his mouth was even more open and he was very proud.
There were only two girls licking sounds left in the air, and their tongues were fighting for control of their penis. When Zhao Qingyi held the glans in his mouth, Murong Yu was looking at the scrotum and kissing hard in the folds of the scrotum, and intoxicated.
Zhao Qingyi is very smart. She always controls Lao Zhao's glans and takes the initiative, which makes Murong Yu feel a little angry.
She looked at Lao Zhao's enjoyment look and decided to take another method, letting the lotus feet wrapped in white stockings directly clamp the penis, then stroking it up and down.
Such a stimulating scene made Lao Zhao's sexual desire swell, and the semen almost burst out.
Murong Yu's white silk and tender feet even deliberately pushed upwards, directly touching Zhao Qingyi's lips, trying to interrupt the rhythm of her tongue kissing.
Zhao Qingyi was a little annoyed and spit out the glans that was lubricated by Xiangjin, glared at her, then learned to sit aside, support the bed with both hands, lifted the black silk legs into the air, and stepped on Lao Zhao's penis, competing with the white silk beautiful feet.
The ultimate black and white temptation of stockings made Lao Zhao feel more addicted to his eyes. It was still the city people who could play, and his left and right hands easily stroked the wet and tender pussy between the two beauties' legs, and moaning in the room was gasping for a while.
The glans was lightly stomped on the tender feet of the stockings, and more transparent liquid flowed out, soaking the white porcelain toes bound by the stockings. Zhao Qingyi's black silk feet were exquisite and tender, and the toes were small and cute. Murong Yu's white silk feet were carefully crafted and painted with light pink nail polish, which looked even more beautiful under the white stockings.
In order to squeeze out the space occupied by the tender black silk feet, Murong Yu clamped his penis with beautiful white silk legs and went up little by little.
Finally, she directly clamped her penis with a wet pink and tender vague stream. Her two slightly blooming labia held her penis and swallowed it up and down, and her glans and stems were covered with vaginal fluid.
In this way, when Zhao Qingyi's black silk tender feet were rubbing, the milky whiteness caused by the continuous friction of the love fluid, and a jerky touch came from the feet.
So she followed suit, turned her back to Lao Zhao, took off her black silk pantyhose and underwear, and then put her black silk pantyhose back to cover the mysterious part of her jade crotch.
Her face was red and she didn't dare to look at her father's hot gaze. After spreading her legs, she also gently held her penis with her labia through her black silk pantyhose and rubbed her up and down under the lubrication of love juice.
This is my daughter's pink pussy, and it is the first time I take the initiative to have close contact with Lao Zhao's penis. Even if there is always a layer of barrier to friction between black stockings, it has made a great progress for Lao Zhao.
He said to Zhao Qingyi in a bewitching tone: My daughter, rubbing through the stockings doesn't count.
What...that...
Zhao Qingyi wanted to speak but stopped, so in the end he could only tear off the crotch of the stockings, revealing a clean and hairless white tiger steamed bun tender pussy. The beauty of his private parts even attracted Murong Yu's gaze.
My daughter’s white tiger den is so beautiful.
Dad, you are bullying Qingyi...
Zhao Qingyi pursed her lips and put her white and tender vagina in front of her penis. Her bulging labia were quickly squeezed to both sides, and she had an intimate contact with her stem.
Um...
The two girls' labia and flesh slit formed a perfect closed loop. They tightly clamped their penis, rubbing and squeezing back and forth between them, further enhancing the pleasure stimulation of sensitive parts, and moans came one after another.
Since Lao Zhao had already helped Murong Yu break the ground, his obsession had long been diluted. Now he only wants to covet his daughter's white tiger pussy.
Thinking of this, he said a new rule: Now let’s take a look at your tender pussy. Who can completely hold the penis, and then if you have ejaculation, it will be hers.
Zhao Qingyi couldn't help but show a disappointed expression, while Murong Yu's mouth raised slightly, and she stood up and sat directly on Lao Zhao.
She held the penis and let the glans press against the flower hole. With the love fluid fully lubricated, the entire penis quickly inserted into the cramped and mellow honey.
Ah... It feels so comfortable... She let out a moan without depression, and it seems to be provoking Zhao Qingyi.
Zhao Qingyi sat next to her with grievance. She looked at the lewd sex position of the two of them having sex, and then looked at Lao Zhao, as if she was begging, but she couldn't let go of her face.
Old gentleman... fuck me... Ah...
Murong Yu's moan became even higher and higher. She bent down behind her, her breasts pressed against Lao Zhao's chest, and her breasts were squeezed into a flat shape. Her slightly opened lips exuded a fragrance, and was held in her mouth by Lao Zhao.
She closed her eyes, hugged Lao Zhao's neck and kissed her enthusiastically, lifted her jade buttocks hard and inserted the entire penis into her vagina. Then she pulled out almost the entire one, leaving only the glans stuck in the tender flesh in the vagina.
Puchi... Puchi...
The lively and fragrant pile-driving meat scene in front of her was displayed in high-definition uncensored front in front of Zhao Qingyi. She was so shocked that she couldn't stop her ears. The delicate and fragrant knees in the black stockings were tightly closed, and the white tiger's vagina continued to seep out of her love juice, dripping towards the buttocks of the crotch of the black stockings.
Although Murong Yu had just broken the ground, her strong physiological desire made her like an ungrateful female knight, galloping around Lao Zhao. Her big breasts swayed from side to side, ups and downs, like a lively elf.
Her soft waist was tight, and her smooth pair of beautiful legs in stockings were close to Lao Zhao's waist.
Woo...I'm coming...
Murong Yu's moan indicated that her orgasm had arrived. Often, her soft honey will shrink regularly, and the flesh on the vagina will suck her penis tightly, causing strong friction.
After such trouble, Lao Zhao's Tianlinggu seemed to have a soul out of his body. He had brain cancer and migraines disappeared from orgasm. He just wanted to enjoy the afterglow of the current climax.
A large amount of semen was ejaculated into Murong Yu's vagina, and the continuous contraction of the two scrotums also attracted Zhao Qingyi's gaze.
She looked down at her skirt and moved her beautiful black stockings uneasy.
After Lao Zhao's ejaculation was over, Murong Yu collapsed beside him, and Xiang panted and her chest was undulating. She weakly used her hands to suck the semen flowing out of her vagina, and then she reached into her mouth to suck hard without letting go of any drop of semen.
When Lao Zhao looked at her like this, he felt a strange sense of familiarity. Murong Yu's crazy behavior looked very much like the old ghost in the village who had been addicted to drugs. Their expressions were like this.
Dad, you are bad... Zhao Qingyi was full of shyness and took Lao Zhao's hand to act coquettishly.
Lao Zhao's chest was also violently ups and downs. When he finally recovered, the desire in his eyes did not weaken at all.
He pulled his daughter to his side and kissed her big mouth directly at her fragrant lips. The fragrant tongue in her teeth was caught off guard.
Wow, dad...
Zhao Qingyi said without any resistance, and took the initiative to stretch out her tongue and tangle with Lao Zhao, as if she wanted to please her.
There was also a rough palm in the bottom of her skirt, exploring the smooth and smooth white tiger's vagina, pressing it accurately on the flesh stem.
Ah... Zhao Qingyi's whole body was trembling and hot, her black silk legs were close together, and she squeezed Lao Zhao's palms hard to tease her, her eyes becoming more and more blurred.
After kissing for a while, Lao Zhao pointed to his penis that had recovered his might and gave Zhao Qingyi a last choice: Daughter, don’t blame me for being favored by one or the other. Now I’ll give you a chance. If you take the initiative to sit up and make me ejaculate successfully, I will give you the semen.
Zhao Qingyi's psychological defense line has been defeated so vulnerable in the past few days. This time she broke the last bottom line. She no longer resisted as before, but just said in a low voice: Dad, then... you must love Qingyi well and not abandon Qingyi, okay?
Of course, Lao Zhao was happy to satisfy such a simple need: Dad, my dad will definitely agree to you, so stay by my side in this life, okay?
Well, OK, Qingyi will always stay with her father.
She showed a pure smile, then lifted up the pleated skirt. The bottom of the skirt was covered with torn black stockings and tightly pressed against her beautiful legs. The stockings in the crotch were torn to pieces, and the tender white steamed bun holes bulged in a cute curve. Even if the gap in the middle was already wet, there was still a tight seal between the lotus roots and the lotus roots were still shyly closed.
She stepped over one of the beautiful black stockings legs, then sat on Lao Zhao in a sensible manner, holding the glans with her fingers, and squeezed the thick labia arguably, and the arc of the jade seam spread slightly to both sides. The red crepe and honey flesh inside tried to accommodate the swollen glans.
Zhao Qingyi came to this point and became nervous. She looked at Murong Yu who was still lying beside her, then looked at Lao Zhao again, and said nervously: Do you really want to... come in?
My daughter, only by inserting it can you eat your father's semen.
OK, OK.
Lao Zhao's glans was quickly wrapped tightly with soft tender flesh. Before the glans could be inserted into his vagina, he had the urge to ejaculate. After forgetting the taboo of father-daughter incest in his mind, he held his daughter's willow waist and looked at each other.
Zhao Qingyi's body is graceful and graceful, her cheeks are delicate and incompetent, and she looks at Lao Zhao with a complicated expression: Dad, please come in...daughter's body.
After hearing this, Lao Zhao's waist was slightly upward, and his glans began to squeeze the tight vaginal flesh.
Zhao Qingyi's face became a little uncomfortable. She bit her teeth tightly and sat down with little cooperation. Her thick labia seemed to have elasticity and quickly wrapped the entire glans.
As the glans got stuck in the crevices of the jade, she was so painful that she almost burst into tears. She said aggrievedly: Dad, it hurts a little...
Lao Zhao hurriedly comforted: Silly daughter, this is a must-pass road. After crossing it, you will be your father's woman in the future. Come on, sit down little by little.
After receiving encouragement, she sat down again. This time, Lao Zhao used a little force, but due to inertia, the glans was lubricated by love fluid, and quickly penetrated the hymen, and the whole penis was inserted into her daughter's body.
The two thick labia in the Baihu Mantou hole stuck Lao Zhao's pubic bone, and the pubic parts of the two were completely close together.
Woo... Dad, Qingyi hurts so much... She covered her eyes and started crying. The white tiger's tender pussy was forced to be opened, and a little scarlet red flowed out of her labia.
The glans and penis were swept by the wet and soft vaginal walls, and they could not move at all. At this time, Lao Zhao was extremely excited and hurriedly comforted her: Good daughter, it's okay, it won't hurt later. Be good, don't cry.
Murong Yu next to him is a person who knows what she is experiencing at the moment, and no longer has the competitive spirit of the past. He said softly: Silly sister, it's okay. Listen to my sister, slowly lift her buttocks up slowly. Yes, gently, and then sit down. Well, you have to be gentle~
Under the thoughtful teaching of the nurse sister, Zhao Qingyi quickly mastered the key points of pain relief, that is, he should not wait for the pain to disappear, but instead used continuous friction pleasure to offset the pain during slow thrusting.
Murong Yu held her black silk buttocks, letting her labia slowly leave her penis, and then pressed it down little by little. The tender flesh continued to gently wrap around her stem, and the crystal love juice and blood were clearly visible.
After experiencing the initial pain of the broken place, Zhao Qingyi gradually became familiar with the feeling of her father's penis swelling in her body, and her black silk buttocks learned to move back and forth.
Lao Zhao's hands naturally climbed up to his daughter's soft breasts. Although the size is not as big as Murong Yu's exaggerated breasts, the touch is also silky. You can feel the softness of the girl's pigeon breasts through the plaid shirt.
Um...
As the buttons of the plaid shirt were unbuttoned, her bra was removed from the back by Murong Yu, and a pair of smooth jade breasts were exposed to the air. The areola was small and light pink, and the nipples were also cute, with pure appearance without any defilement.
Lao Zhao gently stroked his daughter's breasts, while Murong Yu knelt and licked the two of them in a pity.
Ah...Dad... So numb... Zhao Qingyi gradually enjoyed the pleasure of having sex, and tears did not drip down on her face, but instead she was tender and intoxicated, catering to Lao Zhao's thrusting.
Her waist moved sexyly, and her black silk buttocks squeezed Lao Zhao's crotch, especially the uterus deep in her daughter's flower hole, sucking the glans tightly like life, never separated.
Lao Zhao needs to use a little force to get the glans and the uterus away, making a muffled sound like sucking.Often at this time, Zhao Qingyi's beautiful black stockings couldn't help but close his legs and moaned in a tender mood.
Her upper body fell forward, and her cherry lips naturally blocked her father's mouth, so that the part of the two's intercourse was more clearly presented to Murong Yu.
She smelled the lewd and fishy smell of Lao Zhao's scrotum, and was immersed in it. Sometimes she licked Lao Zhao's scrotum, sometimes teased Zhao Qingyi's pink labia, and sucked the dripping love juice.
Woo...so exciting... dad... dad... dad...
As Lao Zhao's thrusting accelerated, Zhao Qingyi's moan became more and more intense. Her cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms, her small and slender nose slimly sniffed out, and her petite and delicate body twisted like a snake. Her beautiful legs rubbed against the bed sheets, and her beautiful feet raised a sexy arc.
The taboo pleasure of incest, coupled with the lively and youthful aura emitted by the daughter's body, made Lao Zhao look crazy. After grabbing his daughter's black stockings and her lower body was shaking wildly, and her throat was filled with panting.
Dad...Ah...
Zhao Qingyi straightened her upper body, and the pair of pepper milk swayed constantly. There was more vaginal fluid flowing out of the white tiger's tender vagina, mixed with blood. The two labia slinged their father's penis, and a milky white brushed vaginal fluid was produced during the violent friction.
The father and daughter abandoned secular ethics, and at this moment they merged into one.
When the climax came, Zhao Qingyi's whole body couldn't help but tremble. Her soft waist twisted like a snake. After the steamed bun's beautiful vagina pressed against Lao Zhao's pubic bone, it was tightly separated.
The beautiful black stockings kicked back, the pigeon breasts trembled violently, and the uterine wall from the deep flower hole was also squirming, sucking the glans tightly.
My daughter's white tiger steamed bun pussy is so superb, tight and wet, and a strong sucking feeling. After Lao Zhao held it in for a long time, under the continuous moaning and temptation of his daughter, the sperm finally couldn't help it. He said tremblingly: I'm going to ejaculate...
Um...Dad...Cum to me...
Zhao Qingyi tried hard to sit up from him, and regardless of the wet white tiger pussy, he bent down and took his penis full of love juice. He was irrigated by rounds of semen in his mouth.
Old Zhao opened his mouth, pressed his daughter's head, and pushed his hips straight up, and a large amount of semen was sprayed into her mouth.
Zhao Qingyi was so enchanted by the thick semen that she was filled with emotion. Her nipples were swaying with pigeon breasts. Her black stockings and beautiful legs kneeling on the bed were tightly closed, and a lot of love juice flowed out of the steamed bun hole, soaking the stockings on her legs.
Murong Yu also leaned aside. When Zhao Qingyi covered her mouth and left carefully, she also put her glans in again, trying to squeeze the remaining semen inside.
The two of them took turns to serve Lao Zhao, his limbs were weak and his bones became soft, as if he was about to fall apart.
He felt that this was the life he wanted for the immortals.
Seeing this, Lao Zhao comforted her slowly: Daughter, don’t be guilty, you did the right thing.
Zhao Qingyi lowered his head, his tone a little confused: Dad, do we really want to do this?
You have to get, you have to get.Lao Zhao's calloused hand gently stroked his daughter's head, signaling her not to think too much.
What Lao Zhao always thought of was that after drinking the added honey, Murong Yu did not appear in the ward for the whole afternoon.
She didn't show up until the evening and started a routine patrol and helped Lao Zhao wipe his body.
Murong Yu is still wearing a plain white nurse's uniform and white stockings. Her hair is tied with a ponytail, and her face is still pure and cute, but not as agile as before. Her eyes become cautious and timid, and she never dares to look at Lao Zhao.
After she unbuttoned Lao Zhao's top, her expression became a slight dazed and didn't know how to start.
Old Zhao saw all this and pretended not to know: Xiaoyu Ah, do you have a boyfriend?
Murong Yu shook his head slightly: No.
Hi, don’t hurry up and choose things like love. You will always find the right one.
Well, I got it.
Murong Yu took off his pants while listening to Lao Zhao's joke. When his hard penis was erected in front of her, she couldn't help but open her lips lightly and wanted to say something. Her eyes became even more panicked, and even her hand wiping could not help trembling.
Seeing that the prey was successfully trapped, Lao Zhao finally felt at a loss. The corners of his eyes were about to narrow into a slit, staring at her happily, then held his penis with his hand, stroking it himself, making a muffled sound.
Such rude behavior made Murong Yu feel very embarrassed. She tried not to watch his naked masturbation movements as much as possible, and focused all her attention on Lao Zhao's feet, wiping them carefully, as if she was focused.
After finally finishing the soles of her feet, her wrists trembled slightly. When she lifted her pants and wanted to help Lao Zhao put them back, she stopped her: Xiaoyu Ah, the penis has not been wiped yet, you see, it is swollen.
Is that right... Well, okay... Murong Yu's white face turned red, and she could only use a towel to gently wipe the glans, but she didn't dare to touch it directly with her hands. She was always very restrained.
Lao Zhao's desire was burning violently. Seeing her hesitant and conservative appearance, she had already lost her patience under her lust. She pulled off the towel and asked her hand to hold her penis directly: Come and help me masturbate, it's so uncomfortable this day.
Murong Yu was so scared that she almost stood up and shook her head: Old sir, I, I can't...
Old Zhao Yi said righteously: This is also part of the nursing care. Does Xiaoyu want to shirk it? I will complain to you!
Murong Yu bit his lips tightly, thought for a while, and nodded with difficulty: Old sir, I understand.
She knelt beside the bed, gently holding her penis with ten slender fingers, and then slowly started to stroke it.
Old Zhao auds and squints his eyes and enjoys it.
She secretly observed Lao Zhao's reaction, but did not solve it as roughly as before. Instead, she stroked the foreskin with her fingers and exposed the entire glans. The fishy and masculine aura suddenly came to her nose. Her fingertips touched the surface of the stem with the edges and blue veins, and rubbed them, for fear that it would hurt Lao Zhao.
Murong Yu's masturbation technique was obviously more comfortable than the last time. Lao Zhao was pressed so comfortable that he almost disarmed, but he was not satisfied with masturbation tonight.
Old Zhao moved his body and signaled her to go to bed: You must feel uncomfortable if you kneel on the ground like this, just go to bed and do it.
Murong Yu originally wanted to refuse, but there seemed to be unquestionable magic in Lao Zhao's words. She nodded slightly, then took off her white shoes and knelt beside Lao Zhao.
She bent down behind her upper body and continued to masturbate with her hands. Her body posture conveyed an extremely tempting meaning, and there was a faint body fragrance on her body. For Lao Zhao, it was like a kind of aphrodisiac.
He could easily see the graceful spring light in the girl's collar. The same pure white bra covered the bulging breasts, but there was still a lot of white breasts exposed, squeezed into a sexy cleavage.
Although she was wearing a loose nurse's skirt, she was kneeling and sitting, and outlined the shape of her honey buttocks tightly and roundly, especially her slender legs bound by white stockings, which made Lao Zhao feel even more lustful. His fingers began to stroke the girl's white silk jade feet, feeling the smoothness of her tender feet under the touch of the stockings.
Murong Yudan's lips opened slightly, her face flushed, and she seemed even more embarrassing, but she did not stop Lao Zhao from touching her frivolously.
When Lao Zhao stretched his hand into the skirt little by little along the beautiful legs of the stockings, she moved her body a little, and her tone seemed to be begging: Mr., please don’t do this.
Lao Zhao's loose cheeks barely squeezed out a smile: Xiaoyu Ah, just let me touch it. I'm old and it's not easy to ejaculate.
Murong Yu lowered his head and nodded slightly after hesitating.
Lao Zhao had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and he fiddled his skirt with his masturbation and successfully pressed it on the beauty's white silk buttocks.
She let out a sound, but did not stop her, but instead accelerated her masturbation and devoted herself to it.
Murong Yu's tacit consent made Lao Zhao's behavior even more transcendent. He molested the beauty's skirt with one hand, and pressed Murong Yu's head with the other, allowing her delicate lips to directly touch the glans.
Um...
Just as she was about to avoid it, Lao Zhao's tone contained an irresistible order: Please hold it in.
Even though he was reluctant, Murong Yu closed his eyes, opened his cherry lips lightly, and took his glans into his mouth little by little. His lips were quickly stretched open, and then his stem and jade cheeks slightly contracted inward. The unavoidable tongue inside was forced to clean up the liquid secreted on the glans.
Lao Zhao's breathing gradually accelerated. His hands explored back and forth between the buttocks through the white silk pantyhose, and even tore open the crotch of the white silk pantyhose, pushing away the underwear, and directly stroked the wet mons pubic lip with his fingers.
With this touch, Murong Yu breathed even more breathing and gasping, and a little bit of fragrant sweat oozed from her jade neck. She hid her soft waist weakly, and her lips holding her penis became more forceful.
After so many years of abstinence, Lao Zhao's sensitive glans could not resist the beauty's verbal attack. His waist trembled slightly, and all the white semen shot into Murong Yu's mouth.
After Murong Yu was poured into her mouth by the sudden semen, her eyes became even more dazed and she began to swallow instinctively.
When all the semen was swallowed, her whole body became even hotter. Her skin seemed to be covered with rosy luster, and her face was flushed. She closed her eyes tightly, and her legs were trembling slightly.
Lao Zhao's penis showed no sign of weakness after ejaculation. He could no longer hold back and suddenly pressed Murong Yu under his body, impatiently pressing his glans against the beauty's wet labia.
Murong Yu did not resist at all, but looked at Lao Zhao in panic, his lips slightly opened, and his fragrance vomited: Old sir, this is... the first time.
Old Zhao chuckled: The first time Ah, it's okay, then I'll come in.
As the glans slowly squeezed open and closed the labia and penetrated it little by little, Lao Zhao quickly felt a thin layer of barrier at the entrance of the vagina.
Murong Yu hugged Lao Zhao nervously, pursed her lips, and was not calm inside.
Seeing this, Lao Zhao gasped and said: Hold on for a while, it will soon stop the pain.
After saying that, he thrust hard, and his glans thrust into the depths of his pussy with a snorted sound of crisp body impact, and his pubic bone and the girl's labia were completely attached.
Woo Murong Yu covered her cheeks with her hands, and she whimpered in pain at that moment.
The wall flesh in the vagina was soft and slippery, and it sucked the penis tightly like a small mouth, making Lao Zhao unable to move easily, making his scalp numb and he took a breath of air conditioning.
He looked down at the two of them as their private parts merged, and as his penis slowly pulled out of his vagina, there was still a little red blood on it.
At this moment he became extremely proud and he fucked another virgin.
Murong Yu's white silk legs were forced to open in an M-shaped shape, and a big hole was torn into the crotch of the stockings. After fiddling with the underwear, Lao Zhao could clearly see that there was a small cluster of black pubic hair on her mons pubic, and her pink and tender clitoris were exposed. The two labia were supported in an arc and were close to the stem. The honey liquid slowly oozing out was crystal clear and shining, mixed with blood. The scene in front of her was both pure and lewd.
At this time, Old Zhao glanced at the corner of his eyes and saw a crack open outside the door. A figure hid there sneakily. There was probably no one else except Zhao Qingyi.
He sneered, ignored his daughter who was peeping outside the door, and began to control the little lamb under him, thrust his waist, letting his glans thrust into the soft and warm flower hole again, and directly hit the mouth of the uterus deep.
Ah... it hurts... the old man... it hurts so much...
It's okay, it won't hurt soon!Old Zhao's eyes turned red and he grinned hideously.
The scorching pain in the lower body made Murong Yu unable to help but grab Lao Zhao's hands, and looked at him with great caliber. His long and tender white legs clamped Lao Zhao's waist, passively endured the impact from his crotch.
After the collar of her nurse's clothes was torn apart, her soft breasts bound by her bra bounced out. The already firm nipples swayed slightly, teasing Lao Zhao's sexual nerves.
When his claws held one of the breasts, Murong Yu moaned softly at the right time, perhaps feeling too lewd, so he turned his face aside, biting his slender fingers lightly, and after a while, he couldn't help but cry softly.
Slut, you wanted to seduce me early in the morning, right?
Faced with Lao Zhao's severe scolding, Murong Yu shook his head quickly, for fear that he would misunderstand, and explained in a crying voice: Old man, I don't, no...
How delicate and sexy her lips were, Lao Zhao bent down and took it in his mouth, but then he thought that he had just finished ejaculation, and suddenly felt disgusted and resisted the urge to kiss further.
As the honey liquid in the vagina gradually lubricates, the astringency of the penis in the honey disappears. Instead, the flesh particles in the vagina wrap around the penis and wriggles back and forth, making Lao Zhao's thrust speed more natural.
He grabbed two sexy white silk legs, put the crystal clear white silk soles to his face, and licked the soles of his feet with his tongue.
If it were before, Lao Zhao would never dare to expect that he could fuck the beautiful woman in the city, and he also represented a white and pure nurse.
Now everything has come true. The nurse in pure white stockings is lying under her and feels numb, her cheeks are blurred and intoxicated, her eyebrows are frowning, and she bit her lips tightly.
Lao Zhao's penis was thrusting back and forth in his pussy, and a lot of crystal clear love juice oozed out of the intercourse area, and the bed sheets were already wet.
Woo Ah…Ah…
Murong Yu's moans became even more rapid, and her original reserve had disappeared. Her breasts were raised up and she actively twisted her waist, enduring the thrusting under Lao Zhao's crotch, and her white silky feet were unable to rub against the bed sheet.
Old Zhao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, stared at the beauty under his crotch and shouted: Hi...Hi...You fairy...
Uh...uh...
When the climax came, Murong Yu could hardly shout out loud. Waves of pleasure came, hugging Lao Zhao's neck tightly, her lips slightly opened, and the soft flesh in the lower vagina contracted regularly.
Under the stimulation of the strong climax, Murong Yu's body trembled and hot, which also stimulated Lao Zhao to further disarm, and all the semen was shot into the warm and soft pussy.
Old Zhao was gasping heavily. When the glans pulled out of the vagina, the labia were stretched to both sides and could no longer be closed. The pink honey pot in the middle formed a small hole, and the pale white and transparent semen slowly flowed out from it.
Murong Yu's hair was messy, and she collapsed on the bed without moving. After a while, tears came out of the corners of her eyes.
After Lao Zhao recovered, he patted her back and comforted her quietly: Child, be good, don’t cry anymore.
She sobbed in a low voice and shook her head gently: Why am I like this? Woo... My virgin is gone, all is gone...
Old Zhao was shocked and almost thought that the poison of semen had not taken effect. He asked tentatively: Xiaoyu Ah, do you hate me?
Murong Yu's eyes became struggling, and after a while, he shook his head again.
Old Zhao nodded guiltily, thinking about whether to get some semen to deepen the child's poisoning.
Thinking of this, Lao Zhao made a lot of semen from her pussy between her legs and put it on her lips: Do you eat it?
After Murong Yu kissed the smell, he opened his lips reflexively, stuck out his tongue to lick all the semen, and his originally confused eyes fell into lust again.
After taking all the semen, Murong Yu's face turned red, her skin was red and hot, and her pupils became timid and charming, and she no longer resisted Lao Zhao's touch like before.
Old Zhao's legs were already numb, and he lay beside him to rest, and the air fell into tranquility.
Old gentleman, I'm leaving... She stood up with difficulty and slowly put on her clothes, and then wanted to help Lao Zhao take her pants back.
But Lao Zhao pointed to the glans that were still stained with semen: Xiaoyu, it’s still dirty here.
Murong Yu hesitated for a while and nodded: OK, let’s help the old man clean up...
When she turned around and wanted to take a rag, Lao Zhao grabbed her: Lick it with her mouth, it will be cleaner.
If it were before, Murong Yu would have turned her head and left. Now she was silent for a while, nodded, and knelt obediently by the bed, opened her mouth and held the glans, sucked on it, and swallowed all the semen into her stomach.
The amount of semen does not depend on the amount or the amount. As long as it is touched, it can make a woman in heat for a short time. This is the conclusion drawn by Lao Zhao's simple observation.
I saw her beautiful eyes sinking into lust again, and she stared intently in front of her, then her buttocks trembled slightly, and her penis stretched out from her mouth, and her tender moans could not even be curbed.
Xiaoyu Ah, what's wrong?
When Lao Zhao helped her delicate body up, the wet vaginal fluid under her skirt wet the white stockings on her legs and fell timidly in Lao Zhao's arms.
Lao Zhao was dry and he wanted to continue to pound something. Murong Yu shook his head slightly: The bed sheet is wet, I'll help you change one. The doctor is going to come in to check in later...
After saying that, she didn't dare to look at Lao Zhao's hot eyes and ran away directly.
After Murong Yu changed the new sheets, she whispered: Old sir, if... nothing happens, then I'll leave first.
Old Zhao said happily: OK, tomorrow morning, you can serve me slowly, remember not to wear underwear.
Faced with Lao Zhao's shameful request, Murong Yu neither agreed nor denied it, but just left with a blushing face.
Lao Zhao lay on the bed and waited for a long time before seeing his daughter walking in reluctantly.
After she glanced at Lao Zhao, she sat next to her without making any noise.
What's wrong, you're unhappy?Old Zhao hugged her from behind.
Zhao Qingyi shook his head and gently pushed away his hand: No, know, know.
Old Zhao felt as clear as a mirror and comforted her with a wide voice: Child, have we agreed that since my daughter’s body is not given to her father, her father can only find another woman.
Zhao Qingyi's tears were almost flowing out, and she said aggrievedly: I know, but I feel so uncomfortable. I can't accept it when I watch Sister Xiaoyu have sex with her father... I'm sorry...
When did Old Zhao take off his pants, his glans was successfully pressed into the slit of his daughter's nightgown and said in a bewitching tone: Do you want to do it once?This way you can be like Xiaoyu.
After Zhao Qingyi's sensitive lower body was held back, her breathing became rapid, but she was far less likely to be broken than Murong Yu. She shook her head with difficulty: Dad, I am not ready yet.
After hearing this, Lao Zhao was a little discouraged and said dissatisfied: Xiaoyu is not ready either, has she done it with me?
Zhao Qingyi was afraid that he would be unhappy, so she turned around and hugged Lao Zhao and whispered: Dad, it’s because I can’t get through it. Can I give me some more time, okay?
Child, why?
Zhao Qingyi thought about this question very seriously: Maybe...I thought you are my father and I am your daughter. This is incest, so I am very scared...
Old Zhao sighed lightly: OK, but Dad’s penis is still hard.
Zhao Qingyi kissed his cheek and said softly: Qingyi knows, let Qingyi help her father vent her desire.
After saying that, she got into the quilt, and soon, Lao Zhao felt that his penis was being whisked into the warm cavity, and there was a slippery soft tongue inside that was licking it skillfully.
My daughter's oral sex skills have improved significantly. Lao Zhao is very pleased. His fingers easily slide into his daughter's nightgown and caresses the wet jade slit through his underwear.
Under this stimulation, Zhao Qingyi's mouth and tongue became warmer, and the licking became more and more confused, as if he was savoring the peerless delicacy.
Zhao Qingyi's hand gently stroked the swollen scrotum, and when the scrotum shook and shrank, she knew that the semen was about to be sprayed out, so she quickly put the entire penis into her mouth, so that the semen would be shot into the cavity without leaking.
It was not until the last drop of semen was licked clean that Zhao Qingyi came out of the quilt with satisfaction, with wet vaginal fluid between her legs.
She threw herself into Lao Zhao's arms with a shy look on her face and even kissed him on the lips.
Dad, this is your semen smell, have you tasted it?
Lao Zhao avoided it disgustedly: Bah, if you want to eat it yourself.
Zhao Qingyi was dissatisfied: Yes, what, I still don’t want to give it to you.
The father and daughter returned to their previous flirting, which made Lao Zhao suddenly feel that if it weren't for the daughter's breasts being exposed, he would have thought everything was like the same life as before.
So, can't you go back?
Lao Zhao is a nostalgic person, and at this moment he only feels physical and mental emotions.
I looked at my daughter's shy expression again, and her smooth pigeon breasts were pressed against her skin. I couldn't help but smile happily. It seemed that such a life was good.
Although he could not take down his daughter's virginity in one go, he was already very satisfied.
With Murong Yu's appetizer, Zhao Qingyi was like a helpless white rabbit, always between Lao Zhao's five fingers, and he would definitely not be able to escape in the end.
Lao Zhao closed his eyes and recalled the strange performances of the girls Lin Jing, Xia QingYàn, Murong Yu and Zhao Qingyi. Lin Jing and Murong Yu are both single, and their bonds with Lao Zhao are the weakest, so they are also the easiest to succeed.
But Xia QingYàn has a boyfriend and a strong bond of love, which may be one of the reasons why it is difficult to eat her down. Zhao Qingyi is the same. The bondage of family ethics makes her afraid of the consequences she faces after taking that step.
Only by constantly pouring semen can we break the spiritual bonds of these girls and eventually surrender to our own crotch.
Lao Zhao couldn't help but think of Lin Jing's appearance, but he no longer had the desire of the past. People are indeed fickle animals. After fucking once, they will no longer be remembered. The daughters around him are sweeter and more delicious.
The lights in the room went out, but they were still bright, because the light came in from the window and shone on the floor, giving off a soft white light.
Only then did Old Zhao have the intention to look out the window. He was shocked to see that the full moon hanging high in the sky had turned into three, and it was distributed in a triangular state.
Such a grand scene puzzled Lao Zhao. What was going on?
Um...Dad, what's wrong...Sky...Moon?Well, I saw it, there are three, and then what?
Zhao Qingyi looked sleepy, but Old Zhao was inexplicably surprised: Children, they are three months old, don’t you find it strange?
She rubbed her tired eyes, stared at the sunny night, nodded, and then hugged Lao Zhao's neck: Three, it's not normal... Dad, I'm really sleepy, go to bed first...
Lao Zhao was completely stunned. What's going on? Is it normal for him the only one to think it's abnormal?
His head was covered in dust and he simply ignored it.
The next morning, Zhao Qingyi and Lao Zhao were still sleeping together. When Murong Yu walked in, Lao Zhao, who was already in a shallow state, opened his eyes directly.
I saw her wearing the same nurse's skirt as usual, walked softly to Lao Zhao, and bent down and said: Mr., it's time for daily examinations and body cleaning...
After hearing this, Lao Zhao's tiredness dissipated, and the soft flesh in his crotch suddenly became hard: Then come on.
Murong Yu looked at the sleeping Zhao Qingyi and whispered: Then she...
She won't wake up, don't worry.
Since Lao Zhao said that, Murong Yu began to unbutton his shirt. When he was about to wipe it with a cloth, Lao Zhao grabbed her white and tender wrist: He also wiped his fart with a cloth, and it was so shriveled.
Murong Yu was stunned: Old sir, what should I use?
Use your breasts, tsk, isn't this quite smooth?Lao Zhao reached out and grabbed her chest hard.
Old sir, it's not suitable...
What's wrong with it? Don't you want to eat semen?
Murong Yu's face flushed after hearing this, and after thinking about it, he nodded shyly.
That's right, hurry up.
She sighed softly, stood up, slowly unbuttoned the buttons on her chest, unbuttoned one by one. When the coat slowly fell to the ground, she exposed a smooth and white body. She was neither wearing a bra nor underwear, and only had translucent thin, translucent stockings on her lower body. The charming jade slit between her legs was already flooded with spring water.
Lao Zhao wiped her legs with his hands, and Murong Yu whispered softly, and from her face to her jade neck was as hot as clouds, and she sensitively clamped her legs.
His fingers were covered with clear honey, and he gently applied her plump and smooth breasts, and said with a smile: Just use your pussy water to lubricate it, and help me massage it well.
Such erotic request made Murong Yu pursed her lips tightly and stood there very embarrassedly.
But when she thought of Lao Zhao's threat, she did as she did. She stretched her jade fingers into her legs and groped for a while, and more vaginal fluid was taken out and evenly applied to her chest.
Soon, the two round and perky breasts were covered with a layer of love juice, emitting a lewd light.
Come up quickly, it's slow.
After hearing this, Murong Yu climbed onto Lao Zhao's bed obediently. She looked at Zhao Qingyi who was sleeping and breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't wake up.
She bent down and under the clumsy instructions, she let her breasts and firm nipples slowly rub against Lao Zhao's chest. The heavy breasts were tightly attached to Lao Zhao's body under the gravity. Every inch of the skin of the breasts became smoother and whiter through the love fluid.
This scene is quite erotic and familiar. Lao Zhao has watched it in his previous MP4. It was taken by a country where he lived a good life. It is called an AV actress. He first coated his body with foam, and then helped the guests clean their bodies on the water bed.
Now Murong Yu is doing similar work. She resists the friction of sensitive parts of her body, her eyelashes fluttering, and her posture is very ashamed.
Lao Zhao's hands were not honest at all. He touched from her plump breasts to the valley of the pubic hills between her legs, not letting go of any inch of sensitive skin on his body.
She wanted to moan in a sweet voice many times, and because Zhao Qingyi was lying beside her, she had to cover her lips tightly and silently endure Lao Zhao's misconduct.
It should be cleaned there too, right, use your breasts to hold them.
Under Lao Zhao's guidance, Murong Yu held up his breasts in embarrassment, letting his penis pop out in the cleavage, and then rubbed his penis by squeezing the soft breasts.
Hiss... Old Zhao's eyes widened with comfort. It turned out that the girl's breasts were so delicate and soft, and her penis seemed to be in a soft cotton ball, with a special touch of firmness and smoothness.
The two of them quickly applied a thin layer of glittering vaginal fluid, slowly soaking the white stockings on their legs, close to their beautiful legs. The stockings were as transparent as silk satin, fine and smooth. Lao Zhao stroked her sexy white stockings with his hands, and felt that the touch was very soft.
Murong Yu squeezed her breasts hard, trying to stimulate her penis so that she could ejaculate her semen quickly, but Lao Zhao's intention was more than that, and she signaled her to sit on her.
Murong Yu quickly understood what it meant, and she looked at Zhao Qingyi who was sleeping again, becoming embarrassed.
In the end, desire defeated the shame. Her delicate body, which was as delicate as fat, became fragrant and sweaty, and had a lewd and smooth luster. She sat behind Lao Zhao, separated her labia bit by bit, and then sat down slightly, allowing the two labia to rub against the stems. The vaginal fluid flowed out more from the vagina, and the entire glans was poured shiny.
Lao Zhao's Adam's apple trembled slightly, and his turbid eyes were filled with evil desires. He stared at Murong Yu and said in a deep voice: Come on, sit in quickly.
yes……
Murong Yu took a deep breath, straightened his penis, held the glans upward with his slender fingers, and then squeezed the labia a little bit, and soon even the roots penetrated into his vagina, making a dull puff sound.
She sobbed and covered her lips. After adapting to Lao Zhao's penis size, she clamped her beautiful legs with her stockings and began to shake her buttocks awkwardly.
Old Zhao roared in a low voice, grabbed her bouncing chest and kneaded it hard, and gasped like a bellows breaking out of his mouth.
Not long after Murong Yu broke the melon, she had fallen into lust and knew the beauty of making love, and soon ushered in the first climax.
Woo... I can't help it... Old gentleman... I feel so comfortable... She was immersed in the afterglow of the climax, regardless of whether Zhao Qingyi woke up or not, her moans became louder and spread throughout the room.
Old Zhao has been secretly observing his daughter's expression, although Zhao Qingyi kept closing her eyes, and her eyes shaking constantly had completely betrayed her.
His hand reached into the quilt, easily pulled open his daughter's nightgown, and accurately grasped her soft breasts.
At the end of the rubbing, Zhao Qingyi couldn't help but snorted, and soon she didn't dare to move.
Lao Zhao no longer teased his daughter and concentrated on his firepower to have sex with Murong Yu.
After he sat up, he asked Murong Yu to kneel on the bed in a dog-like shape, holding her smooth white silk buttocks from behind, and pressing her glans against the wet vagina, and smoothly inserted it into the depths of her honey.
Woo...
Murong Yu let out a soft hum, raised her head high, her sexy breasts raised upwards, and her hip waves came like ripples. Her jade feet wrapped in stockings were tight, and she directly wrinkled against the bed sheet.
I...I'm coming again...Ah...
Her moan was almost screaming, and then she lay directly beside Zhao Qingyi and moaned with her legs constantly shaking.
Old Zhao was gasping heavily, and his elderly physical strength was a little too weak, so he couldn't hold on. His lower body tightly pressed against her wet and tender vagina, and sprayed all the white descendants into his vagina.
After ejaculation, Murong Yu fell on the bed and fell into powerlessness.
After a while, she applied the semen that had flowed out of her vagina to her mouth, and she became satisfied.
Old Zhao sat beside him and gasped slightly. He took out a cup of warm water and poured it into his stomach, lamenting that he was still old after all. Others could control many girls overnight, and he was probably very reluctant to even have a woman.
Zhao Qingyi looked at the semen on Murong Yu's fingers, as if she had a fatal temptation to her. She didn't even pretend to be asleep, and a hint of desire appeared in her eyes.
When Murong Yu saw her appearance, she smiled in a sensible way and handed the semen from her fingers to her mouth.Zhao Qingyi immediately put it in his mouth, no matter how many body fluids the two people contained.
Lao Zhao was watching the intimate actions of the two people, and the penis on his lower body vaguely felt high-spirited. He quickly turned his head and calmed down a little.
Although sex is good, my chest is really beaten violently.
After Murong Yu licked the semen flowing out of her lower body, she stood up and put on her white coat, but her face was flushed and messy hair betrayed her.
She took out the blood pressure gauge and syringe, leaned over to Lao Zhao's ear, and said softly: Old man, you are going to check your health.
Lao Zhao cooperated happily and the new day began.
Zhao Qingyi obviously realized that his disguise failed, so she got up quietly, pretended to wash up, and left the ward directly.
When she came back, Murong Yu leaned into her ear and reminded: Sister, you need to grasp some happiness yourself. If you miss it, you will be gone.
What... Zhao Qingyi pretended not to hear her hint.
Old Zhao's eyes lit up. Today, his daughter was wearing his favorite plaid shirt and pleated skirt, especially the sexy legs bound by black stockings. They were both slender and well-proportioned. The tender feet under the black leather shoes must be equally cute.
Zhao Qingyi originally wanted to push the wheelchair and let Lao Zhao sit on it directly, but he quickly shook his head: Oh, I'm in good health, no need to.
Dad, just show off your strength.
Zhao Qingyi returned to her former little girl appearance, and finally helped Lao Zhao up obediently, accompanied him out of the ward door, and basked in the sun in the back garden on the first floor.
Only when standing in the sunshine did Lao Zhao feel that his hands and feet were numb and cold, and his originally turbid head gradually became clear and he recalled many things.
He sat on the bench and looked at the crowded back garden, unable to help but sigh: Daughter Ah, you said, if I die, where will my soul go?
Faced with this heavy topic, Zhao Qingyi grabbed his palm slightly and said softly: Dad, my daughter will always be with you, sure.
Old Zhao patted the back of her tender hands and said lonely: But why don’t you see me, your brothers? Have you forgotten me, a useless old man?
Dad, no, my elder brother and sister-in-law will come here in the afternoon, so don’t think about it.The daughter's comfort did not make Lao Zhao stop thinking about it at all.
He recalled the days when he was sleeping, and the disgust of the three brothers was almost uncovered, which made Lao Zhao both frustrated and uncomfortable, and he didn't know what had happened.
Seeing that the sun was about to climb to the top of his head, Zhao Qingyi helped Lao Zhao back to the hospital.
Once there was no sunlight, Lao Zhao's hands and feet seemed to become cold again, and the gloom in his mind gradually increased.
His narrow eyes as narrow as the moon stared at the crowd, and his flat rosacea smelled the smell of disinfectant in the air, and gradually realized something was wrong.
Every male doctor, male patient and male family member who passed by him deliberately kept a safe distance from him, and the radius within one meter of him was like an isolation circle, which isolated all men from the outside.
On the contrary, no women will deliberately avoid him.
This strange phenomenon stunned Lao Zhao. He thought of the two pieces of stuff under his crotch at the first time. Could it be that this was also caused by his own body?
He was both depressed and irritable and decided not to think about these things. For an old man who only had three or four months left to live, only a youthful body can be exchanged for his passion.
After returning to the ward, Lao Zhao was in a state of slightest lunch made by his daughter, and he was in a state of slumber. He was sleepy and lay on the bed and fell asleep.
In the afternoon, Zhao Jingcheng and his wife Gong Wenyin came to the hospital to visit Lao Zhao.
Gong Wenyin sat on the chair beside Lao Zhao's bed, and Zhao Jingcheng stood in the window at the first time. This clue further confirmed Lao Zhao's inner speculation, and dissatisfaction arose.
The children and grandchildren were so unfilial that he felt depressed and angry. Gong Wenyin was holding the sleeping baby, her eyes full of concern and greetings, which diluted a lot of Lao Zhao's resentment.
Especially the faint body fragrance coming from her loose dress was mixed with some milky smell, which made Lao Zhao think even more, and the penis in the quilt began to be hard.
However, he knew very well that although Gong Wenyin seemed to be close to him and did not have Zhao Jingcheng's far-reaching rejection, he did not have any more intimate actions.
Without the sperm, if Lao Zhao did anything indecent, he might have alarmed his eldest daughter-in-law and would not be able to get closer in the future.
Thinking of this, he quickly resisted the desire in his body. After his impatient eldest son led Gong Wenyin away from the ward, he pressed the red button at the head of the bed, and Murong Yu quickly walked in.
In front of Zhao Qingyi, Lao Zhao issued an order directly: Take off all his clothes.
Old sir, what...?
I asked you to take off all your clothes. Don’t you want to eat semen?
Faced with the unique jokes in Lao Zhao's cold words, Murong Yu felt very at a loss. After all, Zhao Qingyi was also watching on the spot, and she had not pretended to be asleep as before.
Zhao Qingyi blushed beside him: Dad, what are you talking nonsense!I'm still here...
Old Zhao said: Daughter, please learn a little.
Zhao Qingyi was speechless and didn't know what had happened.
He looked at Murong Yu again: Why are you still standing there?
Murong Yu's eyes flashed with anger, and then she calmed herself down and nodded gently.
His fingers stayed on his chest, and the buttons were unbuttoned, revealing the dazzling white naked body inside.
Because I was not wearing underwear, my pair of soft breasts were raised high, and my nipples had already raised under the friction of the clothes. My lower body was still sexy white stockings. A small chunk of trimmed pubic hair was clean and tidy, covering the red crepe slit under the mons pubic pubic.
She sighed lightly, ignored Zhao Qingyi's strangeness of watching, climbed onto the bed, and squatted beside Lao Zhao.
Murong Yu tied her hair to her ears, then leaned over, opened her mouth and took her penis into her mouth.
Zhao Qingyi stood there awkwardly. She wanted to move her body, but her eyes couldn't help staring at her father's penis, swallowing and vomiting in Murong Yu's sexy lips.
Her charming black silk legs closed slightly, and she quietly reached into her skirt.
Lao Zhao's desire came as fierce as a tide. He looked at his daughter with a sneer, gently pressed her shoulder and said: Daughter Ah, don't you like to eat your father's semen?
Zhao Qingyi lowered her head and shook her tone: I think, but... since my sister comes first, let her eat it.
Silly daughter, come and lick my cock with Xiaoyu. I will give it to anyone who licks it well.
After hearing this, Murong Yu worked hard to rush and spit faster.
Zhao Qingyi looked at Lao Zhao in surprise and suspicion: Is it true?
How could Dad lie to you?
But... OK.
After being bewitched by semen, Zhao Qingyi slowly moved to Murong Yu's side and looked at Lao Zhao like help: Dad, then I am...
Old Zhao yelled and kicked Murong Yu in the chest with his knee.
Woo... Murong Yu felt aching in her chest and she separated her penis with grievance.
You two are licking with your tongue. Whoever has the best licking skills will give me my semen.
After hearing this, Zhao Qingyi was the first to bend down, stretch out her pink and fragrant tongue like a cat, scraping up and down Lao Zhao's penis, making a crisp licking sound.
Murong Yu was unwilling to fall behind, so she also used her tongue to lick her penis, licking it from the glans and the eye to the scrotum, not letting go of every edge and corner, licking it with relish.
The two top girls served at the same time, making Lao Zhao feel as if he was in a palace, enjoying the emperor-like service, and his mouth was even more open and he was very proud.
There were only two girls licking sounds left in the air, and their tongues were fighting for control of their penis. When Zhao Qingyi held the glans in his mouth, Murong Yu was looking at the scrotum and kissing hard in the folds of the scrotum, and intoxicated.
Zhao Qingyi is very smart. She always controls Lao Zhao's glans and takes the initiative, which makes Murong Yu feel a little angry.
She looked at Lao Zhao's enjoyment look and decided to take another method, letting the lotus feet wrapped in white stockings directly clamp the penis, then stroking it up and down.
Such a stimulating scene made Lao Zhao's sexual desire swell, and the semen almost burst out.
Murong Yu's white silk and tender feet even deliberately pushed upwards, directly touching Zhao Qingyi's lips, trying to interrupt the rhythm of her tongue kissing.
Zhao Qingyi was a little annoyed and spit out the glans that was lubricated by Xiangjin, glared at her, then learned to sit aside, support the bed with both hands, lifted the black silk legs into the air, and stepped on Lao Zhao's penis, competing with the white silk beautiful feet.
The ultimate black and white temptation of stockings made Lao Zhao feel more addicted to his eyes. It was still the city people who could play, and his left and right hands easily stroked the wet and tender pussy between the two beauties' legs, and moaning in the room was gasping for a while.
The glans was lightly stomped on the tender feet of the stockings, and more transparent liquid flowed out, soaking the white porcelain toes bound by the stockings. Zhao Qingyi's black silk feet were exquisite and tender, and the toes were small and cute. Murong Yu's white silk feet were carefully crafted and painted with light pink nail polish, which looked even more beautiful under the white stockings.
In order to squeeze out the space occupied by the tender black silk feet, Murong Yu clamped his penis with beautiful white silk legs and went up little by little.
Finally, she directly clamped her penis with a wet pink and tender vague stream. Her two slightly blooming labia held her penis and swallowed it up and down, and her glans and stems were covered with vaginal fluid.
In this way, when Zhao Qingyi's black silk tender feet were rubbing, the milky whiteness caused by the continuous friction of the love fluid, and a jerky touch came from the feet.
So she followed suit, turned her back to Lao Zhao, took off her black silk pantyhose and underwear, and then put her black silk pantyhose back to cover the mysterious part of her jade crotch.
Her face was red and she didn't dare to look at her father's hot gaze. After spreading her legs, she also gently held her penis with her labia through her black silk pantyhose and rubbed her up and down under the lubrication of love juice.
This is my daughter's pink pussy, and it is the first time I take the initiative to have close contact with Lao Zhao's penis. Even if there is always a layer of barrier to friction between black stockings, it has made a great progress for Lao Zhao.
He said to Zhao Qingyi in a bewitching tone: My daughter, rubbing through the stockings doesn't count.
What...that...
Zhao Qingyi wanted to speak but stopped, so in the end he could only tear off the crotch of the stockings, revealing a clean and hairless white tiger steamed bun tender pussy. The beauty of his private parts even attracted Murong Yu's gaze.
My daughter’s white tiger den is so beautiful.
Dad, you are bullying Qingyi...
Zhao Qingyi pursed her lips and put her white and tender vagina in front of her penis. Her bulging labia were quickly squeezed to both sides, and she had an intimate contact with her stem.
Um...
The two girls' labia and flesh slit formed a perfect closed loop. They tightly clamped their penis, rubbing and squeezing back and forth between them, further enhancing the pleasure stimulation of sensitive parts, and moans came one after another.
Since Lao Zhao had already helped Murong Yu break the ground, his obsession had long been diluted. Now he only wants to covet his daughter's white tiger pussy.
Thinking of this, he said a new rule: Now let’s take a look at your tender pussy. Who can completely hold the penis, and then if you have ejaculation, it will be hers.
Zhao Qingyi couldn't help but show a disappointed expression, while Murong Yu's mouth raised slightly, and she stood up and sat directly on Lao Zhao.
She held the penis and let the glans press against the flower hole. With the love fluid fully lubricated, the entire penis quickly inserted into the cramped and mellow honey.
Ah... It feels so comfortable... She let out a moan without depression, and it seems to be provoking Zhao Qingyi.
Zhao Qingyi sat next to her with grievance. She looked at the lewd sex position of the two of them having sex, and then looked at Lao Zhao, as if she was begging, but she couldn't let go of her face.
Old gentleman... fuck me... Ah...
Murong Yu's moan became even higher and higher. She bent down behind her, her breasts pressed against Lao Zhao's chest, and her breasts were squeezed into a flat shape. Her slightly opened lips exuded a fragrance, and was held in her mouth by Lao Zhao.
She closed her eyes, hugged Lao Zhao's neck and kissed her enthusiastically, lifted her jade buttocks hard and inserted the entire penis into her vagina. Then she pulled out almost the entire one, leaving only the glans stuck in the tender flesh in the vagina.
Puchi... Puchi...
The lively and fragrant pile-driving meat scene in front of her was displayed in high-definition uncensored front in front of Zhao Qingyi. She was so shocked that she couldn't stop her ears. The delicate and fragrant knees in the black stockings were tightly closed, and the white tiger's vagina continued to seep out of her love juice, dripping towards the buttocks of the crotch of the black stockings.
Although Murong Yu had just broken the ground, her strong physiological desire made her like an ungrateful female knight, galloping around Lao Zhao. Her big breasts swayed from side to side, ups and downs, like a lively elf.
Her soft waist was tight, and her smooth pair of beautiful legs in stockings were close to Lao Zhao's waist.
Woo...I'm coming...
Murong Yu's moan indicated that her orgasm had arrived. Often, her soft honey will shrink regularly, and the flesh on the vagina will suck her penis tightly, causing strong friction.
After such trouble, Lao Zhao's Tianlinggu seemed to have a soul out of his body. He had brain cancer and migraines disappeared from orgasm. He just wanted to enjoy the afterglow of the current climax.
A large amount of semen was ejaculated into Murong Yu's vagina, and the continuous contraction of the two scrotums also attracted Zhao Qingyi's gaze.
She looked down at her skirt and moved her beautiful black stockings uneasy.
After Lao Zhao's ejaculation was over, Murong Yu collapsed beside him, and Xiang panted and her chest was undulating. She weakly used her hands to suck the semen flowing out of her vagina, and then she reached into her mouth to suck hard without letting go of any drop of semen.
When Lao Zhao looked at her like this, he felt a strange sense of familiarity. Murong Yu's crazy behavior looked very much like the old ghost in the village who had been addicted to drugs. Their expressions were like this.
Dad, you are bad... Zhao Qingyi was full of shyness and took Lao Zhao's hand to act coquettishly.
Lao Zhao's chest was also violently ups and downs. When he finally recovered, the desire in his eyes did not weaken at all.
He pulled his daughter to his side and kissed her big mouth directly at her fragrant lips. The fragrant tongue in her teeth was caught off guard.
Wow, dad...
Zhao Qingyi said without any resistance, and took the initiative to stretch out her tongue and tangle with Lao Zhao, as if she wanted to please her.
There was also a rough palm in the bottom of her skirt, exploring the smooth and smooth white tiger's vagina, pressing it accurately on the flesh stem.
Ah... Zhao Qingyi's whole body was trembling and hot, her black silk legs were close together, and she squeezed Lao Zhao's palms hard to tease her, her eyes becoming more and more blurred.
After kissing for a while, Lao Zhao pointed to his penis that had recovered his might and gave Zhao Qingyi a last choice: Daughter, don’t blame me for being favored by one or the other. Now I’ll give you a chance. If you take the initiative to sit up and make me ejaculate successfully, I will give you the semen.
Zhao Qingyi's psychological defense line has been defeated so vulnerable in the past few days. This time she broke the last bottom line. She no longer resisted as before, but just said in a low voice: Dad, then... you must love Qingyi well and not abandon Qingyi, okay?
Of course, Lao Zhao was happy to satisfy such a simple need: Dad, my dad will definitely agree to you, so stay by my side in this life, okay?
Well, OK, Qingyi will always stay with her father.
She showed a pure smile, then lifted up the pleated skirt. The bottom of the skirt was covered with torn black stockings and tightly pressed against her beautiful legs. The stockings in the crotch were torn to pieces, and the tender white steamed bun holes bulged in a cute curve. Even if the gap in the middle was already wet, there was still a tight seal between the lotus roots and the lotus roots were still shyly closed.
She stepped over one of the beautiful black stockings legs, then sat on Lao Zhao in a sensible manner, holding the glans with her fingers, and squeezed the thick labia arguably, and the arc of the jade seam spread slightly to both sides. The red crepe and honey flesh inside tried to accommodate the swollen glans.
Zhao Qingyi came to this point and became nervous. She looked at Murong Yu who was still lying beside her, then looked at Lao Zhao again, and said nervously: Do you really want to... come in?
My daughter, only by inserting it can you eat your father's semen.
OK, OK.
Lao Zhao's glans was quickly wrapped tightly with soft tender flesh. Before the glans could be inserted into his vagina, he had the urge to ejaculate. After forgetting the taboo of father-daughter incest in his mind, he held his daughter's willow waist and looked at each other.
Zhao Qingyi's body is graceful and graceful, her cheeks are delicate and incompetent, and she looks at Lao Zhao with a complicated expression: Dad, please come in...daughter's body.
After hearing this, Lao Zhao's waist was slightly upward, and his glans began to squeeze the tight vaginal flesh.
Zhao Qingyi's face became a little uncomfortable. She bit her teeth tightly and sat down with little cooperation. Her thick labia seemed to have elasticity and quickly wrapped the entire glans.
As the glans got stuck in the crevices of the jade, she was so painful that she almost burst into tears. She said aggrievedly: Dad, it hurts a little...
Lao Zhao hurriedly comforted: Silly daughter, this is a must-pass road. After crossing it, you will be your father's woman in the future. Come on, sit down little by little.
After receiving encouragement, she sat down again. This time, Lao Zhao used a little force, but due to inertia, the glans was lubricated by love fluid, and quickly penetrated the hymen, and the whole penis was inserted into her daughter's body.
The two thick labia in the Baihu Mantou hole stuck Lao Zhao's pubic bone, and the pubic parts of the two were completely close together.
Woo... Dad, Qingyi hurts so much... She covered her eyes and started crying. The white tiger's tender pussy was forced to be opened, and a little scarlet red flowed out of her labia.
The glans and penis were swept by the wet and soft vaginal walls, and they could not move at all. At this time, Lao Zhao was extremely excited and hurriedly comforted her: Good daughter, it's okay, it won't hurt later. Be good, don't cry.
Murong Yu next to him is a person who knows what she is experiencing at the moment, and no longer has the competitive spirit of the past. He said softly: Silly sister, it's okay. Listen to my sister, slowly lift her buttocks up slowly. Yes, gently, and then sit down. Well, you have to be gentle~
Under the thoughtful teaching of the nurse sister, Zhao Qingyi quickly mastered the key points of pain relief, that is, he should not wait for the pain to disappear, but instead used continuous friction pleasure to offset the pain during slow thrusting.
Murong Yu held her black silk buttocks, letting her labia slowly leave her penis, and then pressed it down little by little. The tender flesh continued to gently wrap around her stem, and the crystal love juice and blood were clearly visible.
After experiencing the initial pain of the broken place, Zhao Qingyi gradually became familiar with the feeling of her father's penis swelling in her body, and her black silk buttocks learned to move back and forth.
Lao Zhao's hands naturally climbed up to his daughter's soft breasts. Although the size is not as big as Murong Yu's exaggerated breasts, the touch is also silky. You can feel the softness of the girl's pigeon breasts through the plaid shirt.
Um...
As the buttons of the plaid shirt were unbuttoned, her bra was removed from the back by Murong Yu, and a pair of smooth jade breasts were exposed to the air. The areola was small and light pink, and the nipples were also cute, with pure appearance without any defilement.
Lao Zhao gently stroked his daughter's breasts, while Murong Yu knelt and licked the two of them in a pity.
Ah...Dad... So numb... Zhao Qingyi gradually enjoyed the pleasure of having sex, and tears did not drip down on her face, but instead she was tender and intoxicated, catering to Lao Zhao's thrusting.
Her waist moved sexyly, and her black silk buttocks squeezed Lao Zhao's crotch, especially the uterus deep in her daughter's flower hole, sucking the glans tightly like life, never separated.
Lao Zhao needs to use a little force to get the glans and the uterus away, making a muffled sound like sucking.Often at this time, Zhao Qingyi's beautiful black stockings couldn't help but close his legs and moaned in a tender mood.
Her upper body fell forward, and her cherry lips naturally blocked her father's mouth, so that the part of the two's intercourse was more clearly presented to Murong Yu.
She smelled the lewd and fishy smell of Lao Zhao's scrotum, and was immersed in it. Sometimes she licked Lao Zhao's scrotum, sometimes teased Zhao Qingyi's pink labia, and sucked the dripping love juice.
Woo...so exciting... dad... dad... dad...
As Lao Zhao's thrusting accelerated, Zhao Qingyi's moan became more and more intense. Her cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms, her small and slender nose slimly sniffed out, and her petite and delicate body twisted like a snake. Her beautiful legs rubbed against the bed sheets, and her beautiful feet raised a sexy arc.
The taboo pleasure of incest, coupled with the lively and youthful aura emitted by the daughter's body, made Lao Zhao look crazy. After grabbing his daughter's black stockings and her lower body was shaking wildly, and her throat was filled with panting.
Dad...Ah...
Zhao Qingyi straightened her upper body, and the pair of pepper milk swayed constantly. There was more vaginal fluid flowing out of the white tiger's tender vagina, mixed with blood. The two labia slinged their father's penis, and a milky white brushed vaginal fluid was produced during the violent friction.
The father and daughter abandoned secular ethics, and at this moment they merged into one.
When the climax came, Zhao Qingyi's whole body couldn't help but tremble. Her soft waist twisted like a snake. After the steamed bun's beautiful vagina pressed against Lao Zhao's pubic bone, it was tightly separated.
The beautiful black stockings kicked back, the pigeon breasts trembled violently, and the uterine wall from the deep flower hole was also squirming, sucking the glans tightly.
My daughter's white tiger steamed bun pussy is so superb, tight and wet, and a strong sucking feeling. After Lao Zhao held it in for a long time, under the continuous moaning and temptation of his daughter, the sperm finally couldn't help it. He said tremblingly: I'm going to ejaculate...
Um...Dad...Cum to me...
Zhao Qingyi tried hard to sit up from him, and regardless of the wet white tiger pussy, he bent down and took his penis full of love juice. He was irrigated by rounds of semen in his mouth.
Old Zhao opened his mouth, pressed his daughter's head, and pushed his hips straight up, and a large amount of semen was sprayed into her mouth.
Zhao Qingyi was so enchanted by the thick semen that she was filled with emotion. Her nipples were swaying with pigeon breasts. Her black stockings and beautiful legs kneeling on the bed were tightly closed, and a lot of love juice flowed out of the steamed bun hole, soaking the stockings on her legs.
Murong Yu also leaned aside. When Zhao Qingyi covered her mouth and left carefully, she also put her glans in again, trying to squeeze the remaining semen inside.
The two of them took turns to serve Lao Zhao, his limbs were weak and his bones became soft, as if he was about to fall apart.
He felt that this was the life he wanted for the immortals.
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