Chapter 32 It's about to fall out

Yan Jing looked at the hem of the embroidered Yunjin skirt in his hand, and the material that had been scratched through the flower hole for a long time had already wet. In Yan Luan's shocked eyes, he put the wet place closer to his nose and sniffed it lightly.

It smells so good, A Luan is so wet.

you!You are so disgusting... Woo, crazy!

Seeing him showing a fascinated look, Yan Luan was so ashamed that she was so embarrassed that her empty lower body was in Yan Jing's control. She had long stopped hiding hope of being let go, and gritted her teeth and trembled.

Why, if you are willing to be with your second brother, you are not willing to be with me?

His voice suddenly became a little cold, and his handsome smile became a little dark. He stuffed the hem of the skirt in his hand back to Yan Luan's waist, and his eyes fell on the pen holder on the desk. He stretched his long arms and pulled the large pen holder of the cold stone in the distant mountains, and waved a row of brushes on it.

Yan Luan was shocked by his words. It was obvious that when he came back that day, he saw what she and Yan Tao did, he immediately wanted to die...

what are you up to!

Before he could even observe a moment of silence for himself, Yan Luan watched Yan Jing take a brush from the pen holder and wash it in a blue and white porcelain jar filled with clear water on the side. The brush as thick as a middle finger was dripping with water, and then moved it between his legs.

This is new, don't be afraid.

Hearing what he said, Yan Luan was so scared that she shouted: No!How can you do this kind of thing randomly? Get it away quickly!

But the only reply to her was Yan Jing's deep laughter. Her legs that she tried hard to close were forced to open by him. The moist brush soaked in clear water and the unknown soft hair tip began to sweep between her flower cracks.

He also said he didn't want it, but he started to flow without putting it in. A Luan was a little liar.

The pointed soft hair was different from a man's finger. When it swept on the slightly hard clitoris, it suddenly felt a sour and numb stimulation. The more Yan Luan moved, the more bone-biting the feeling, not to mention that Yan Jing turned the tip of the stroke at the mouth of the hole, which made her legs feel so itchy.

ah!Take it away quickly, I...I don't like it!

The sensitive little flower hole was already swept by the messy brush. Yan Luan couldn't help but twist her slender waist, trying to suppress the gradually rising desire, but Yan Jing seized the opportunity, held the long brush, and inserted the soft end of the pen into the mouth of the flower with mucus bit by bit.

Well...no, don't put it in...it's pierced!

As soon as the brush was drilled into the slit, it was not difficult to enter. However, the soft hair at the end of the pen was broken back along the vaginal fluid and was blocked by the flesh. The chaotic soft hair tips were mixed with a few semi-hard long hairs, which were pierced on Yan Luan's delicate hole flesh, making her whole body tremble.

Yan Jing's behavior was slightly humiliating. He inserted the brush to the end and thrust into the corridor several times before it was deeply inserted into the deepest part. Yan Luan's beautiful eyes were sobbing that she couldn't cry.

Look, A Luan's pussy is not loose even when it bites. Will it be too thin? Should I add another larger one?

After he even loosened the brush tightly wrapped in the flower hole, he also used his fingers to pluck it. The brush that was stuck in the tight vagina only shook slightly and did not fall down.

Yan Luan cried and frowned tightly, biting her lower lip, and inserted the brush as thick as a middle finger into the center of the flower. She only shook slightly, and the half-hard brush hair that was tied deepest was numb.

The wet inner wall rubbed hard by the pen made of white jade, and the cold jade texture made Yan Luan completely feel that it was the illusion of ice and fire.

Brother... take it out quickly, I can't do it anymore... Woo woo!

Although this brush is not thicker than a man's penis, it has a novel texture. It makes her heart numb and the tip of the pen with a lot of vaginal fluid makes her feel the stimulation outside the man's glans.

Looking at her shy and crying, Yan Jing felt ache in her crotch, and pressed one of Yan Luan's legs on the table. She held most of the pen exposed to her body without any pity, and started to thrust and rotated.

AhAh…No!Don't turn around, brother!Well...I can't stand it anymore!

Just now, the tender vagina was thrust by the brush, and suddenly the stimulation of the tip of the pen was lightly swirled. Yan Luan was completely swallowed by the terrible pleasure of bone-eroding. Her scalp was numb and tense, and her delicate face was flushed.

A Luan's pussy is so wet. No wonder my second brother said that you are so sexy. It turns out that you prefer to treat it more roughly, huh?

Seeing Yan Luan being polished, Yan Jing suddenly pulled out the brush that was messing with the flower pond, and then a large stream of warm mucus came out. The climbing posture allowed them to flow down the base of their thighs smoothly, and the smell of a room spread out instantly.

Woo woo!

Yan Luan, who was lying on the table, felt the sour and itchy hole empty, and the water spreading down from the base of her legs made her shamefully hide her little face into her bound wrist. She finally knew what was inserted in the girl in the painting...

Isn’t that black slender stick the wet brush in Yan Jing’s hand!

Tsk tsk, A Luan broke all the new pens of his elder brother. It seems that he will change one.

His deep eyes swept across the pen holder. This time he chose two large pens of thickness, which he only used when practicing calligraphy. After cleaning it in the water tank next to him, he once again aimed at the girl's warm pussy filled with the fragrance of flowers.

don't want!Don't want that thing!Brother, please!

She always felt that Yan Jing seemed to be deliberately punishing her. The newly-engaged brush, under her plea, was gently inserted into it with the mucus flowing from the center of her legs, and instantly expanded the vagina. Not only was it not satisfied, but it became a little more empty!

While pushing the brush into the hole, Yan Jing gently stroked Yan Luan's little feet, and smiled heavily: A Luan's screams so rude, my elder brother couldn't help but want to fuck you, but I am not as big as your second brother, so I can't satisfy you. I'd better use a brush. After playing with it later, there will be a bigger pen.

Yan Luan suddenly widened her eyes!

She knew that this man was angry!He really heard what he said that day!

You...you stingy!Not only stingy but also perverted!

Am I stingy?Yan Jing was not angry, but only raised his majestic thick eyebrows, poked the pen in his hand to the deepest point, pressed Yan Luan's trembling back, and hummed softly: A Luan is really hurtful.

The brush that was stuffed into the flower hole was much thicker than the previous one. Yan Luan's calves were soft with a stiff hair-thorn. When Yan Jing let go of his hand, the tender flesh gently twitched subconsciously sucked the slightly heavy pen body.

Yan Luan took a breath of air conditioning, which felt so exciting!

Oh, it's going to fall off. A Luan has to hold it in it. If this one falls out, it needs to be replaced with a thicker one.

Yan Jing smiled and sent the barely bitten brush into it again. Unfortunately, the girl's corridor was too wet, and her hands were loosened. The pen body, which was stained with vaginal fluid, flicked out and fell to the ground with a snap.