Chapter 702

At the exit of the stage, Song Zuying was holding a microphone in her hand, wearing a white navy uniform, with her long curly black hair, and a military uniform and hat on her head, which made her look righteous. Just looking closely at her pupils, she would find that there was a silence everywhere inside.

Song Zuying looked at the performance on the stage. Although she was extremely shocked, she did not show any performance, as if she had become accustomed to it.

You can start preparing.

Dong Qing, who was wearing a military coat and wrapped in a naked body, looked almost the same, and this was when he looked at Song Zuying.

This simple sentence made Song Zuying, who was originally dull, tremble, and a look of fear appeared on her face. She turned to look at Dong Qing and shook her head vigorously, and said loudly: No...No...

While resisting, Song Zuying retreated as if there was a thunderous existence in front of him.

Dong Qing looked at Song Zuying as she was like in the past. She obviously had no way to resist, but she still had to resist every time. This made Dong Qing sneer and stretched out her hand to signal.

Immediately, a few white foreign women walked up there.

Song Zuying's hands were grabbed by each other, and the skirt and underwear hem were taken off. Although she resisted with great force, Song Zuying's own strength could not resist.

At the same time, Dong Qing walked over with a thick syringe with a capacity of two or three thousand milliliters.

With his eyes fixed on the syringe, Song Zuying's expression became more and more scared, and his body kept twisting, trying to break free from being caught.

But all that came was Dong Qing, who was holding the syringe, walked behind her step by step.

The plump buttocks were separated to both sides, and the anus appeared to the outside. A finger covered with lubricating oil stroked it back and forth, and from time to time, gently penetrated deeper.

This made Song Zuying very nervous, and the chrysanthemums were shrinking and shrinking.

beautiful!It's so beautiful!Dong Qing, who was stroking her anus behind her, couldn't help but exclaimed a praise.

But such words fell into Song Zuying's ears, and she looked at the group of women surrounding her with sneering, and she wanted to die of shame and anger, but Song Zuying knew that she could not do that. Thinking of this, tears fell from her eyes.

But at this time she didn't give her time to be sad. The fingers on the anus were almost lubricated. Then it hurt and a slender pipe inserted into it.

The instant pain made Song Zuying's forehead sweat free from fine sweat, and his cheeks were filled with pain.

Ah……………………………

Song Zuying's whole body was full of resistance, and her fat and white buttocks kept shaking. However, the cold touch suddenly still opened the petals without any obstacles, penetrated into it, and entered a section inside.

Then the intense water pressure entered her body under the advance of the syringe.

Song Zuying clearly felt the fluid flowing continuously in the rectum, and a strong sense of venting came to her heart. She tried hard to tighten her body and was afraid of the ugly situation that would swell thousands of miles away.

Dong Qing clearly saw Song Zuying's lower abdomen and thighs tremble constantly, and even heard the slight sound in her abdomen. After almost one minute, Song Zuying's forehead was covered with sweat stains, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered, enduring the enema liquid in the syringe entered her body.

Under the intense stimulation, all the enema liquid in the syringe was sent into Song Zuying's intestines, and the rolling sounds kept echoing in his stomach. At the same time, Song Zuying's pink chrysanthemums also opened and trembled.

After stopping for a while, Dong Qing confirmed that there was no sign of injecting enema fluid that was injected into it. Only then did he pull out the syringe and stuff a shiny anal plug with a light backwards into it. Outside the anal plug was a bright silver fox tail.

Song Zuying, with a flushed face, also twisted her hips from the side due to the swelling and pain in her abdomen. The white tail behind her buttocks looked like a beautiful vixen, and she was a vixen in a military uniform.

Haha, Sister Zuying, you are so beautiful.

Dong Qing kissed Song Zuying's red lips, with a look of admiration in her eyes.

Although she is also very beautiful, her figure is even more sexy and charming.

But for Song Zuying, it was a little dim. Song Zuying's beauty was that dignified and elegant beauty, which was not comparable to her a bit delicate.

Men like charm, but for women like Song Zuying who look very noble, they have a more desire to conquer. Even her is the same. Seeing Dong Qing also want to bully Song Zuying in various ways, the more shameful the other party becomes, the more painful she becomes, the more satisfied she feels.

After kissing Song Zuying for a while, Dong Qing stretched out the tip of his tongue, and several silver threads were still connected to Song Zuying.

It was not until it was pulled a distance that it broke, and at the same time, Dong Qing took two steps back and separated from Song Zuying.

He looked at the person on the stage and retreated. Dong Qing hugged Song Zuying and said in pain as he looked at the other party: Okay, it's time for you to go on stage.

As she said this, Dong Qing lifted Song Zuying's skirt and pushed her to the stage with a slight force in her hand. Under the bright light, she had no way out.

Song Zuying looked at Dong Qing straight, and when he saw the other party's threatening eyes, his aura became more cowardly. He walked towards the center of the stage with a small wooden step. The stirring of enema in his stomach made the violent swelling and pain, which made Song Zuying look painful. His body was constantly twisting, and his body was wearing a micro-ju.

Hey……Hot girls…Hot girls……Ah…Hot girls……Woooo…………

Under the physical pain, Song Zuying knew very well what she needed to do. As if she didn't show off her well, Dong Qing would never allow her to retreat. There was no way to make her singing like a lark. However, compared to the sound of the past, Song Zuying's singing was a bit intermittent, and from time to time, there was also a muffled groan.

Song Zuying, who was set off by the pure white military uniform, had a flushed cheek, and her body twisted twice from time to time with the singing. Under the skirt that was just about to reach her knees, the snow-white fox tail made Song Zuying full of charm at this time.

Although such a singing voice is much smaller than the juggling just now, the tempting female vixen officer, coupled with the charming expression in his mighty power, made many people present dumbfounded, and the venue was quiet.