Chapter 77 Before Going Abroad (Three)

Like Liu Xinhua and the others, Zhang Shiyu asked to be with Ding Ping, and Ding Ping lie down with her. Ding Ping gently caressed Zhang Shiyu and gently stroked Zhang Shiyu with a technique without lust.

At this moment, what is enshrined in my heart is not lust, but a kind of love between a man and a woman.

But Zhang Shiyu was too sensitive, especially as the two were about to separate, her whole body became more sensitive. Zhang Shiyu gasped, moaning to cater to or suggest Ding Ping's caress.

Zhang Shiyu was weak tonight, and Ding Ping comforted her gently.

As Zhang Shiyu's breathing became more and more rapid, Ding Ping spread her legs, pressed her up, and gently entered her body.

Although Ding Ping wanted to have a storm-like passion when he was with a woman, Ding Ping did not do this at this moment, but suppressed Zhang Shiyu, allowing her to experience a solid and reassuring chest; allowing her to enjoy a weak stretch; allowing her to avoid the troubles of the outside world.

Zhang Shiyu's moans were very special, at least in Ding Ping's opinion, and her moans would change with the environment and mood.

When it is intense, she will make loud and sharp sounds; when it is warm, she will make poetic chants; more often, her moans are like sad crying, like a lost girl hiding at the base of the wall and whimpering.

It's different from women like Liu Xinhua, Yu Yan, etc.

Ding Ping called softly: Zhang Shiyu.

He likes to call so tenderly and gently.

Um.

Zhang Shiyu opened her eyes and looked at Ding Ping.

Your moans tonight are so nice.

Ding Ping had never said such a thing in her ear before.

What's the matter?It's so ugly.

Zhang Shiyu said shyly: Uh...what does it mean to be called?

Oh, I said it wrong, I should say that you sing so well.

Ding Ping said while increasing his efforts.

Ah！

Zhang Shiyu closed her eyes and moaned: Don’t say anything you...

Just doing it, right?

Ding Ping raised Zhang Shiyu's legs and supported her hands on the bed, like doing push-ups, using the male root to pierce the weight of the whole body and the impact force into Zhang Shiyu's flower path.

When energy gathered together and impacted Zhang Shiyu, Zhang Shiyu's loud cry immediately rang in the room that Yu Yan gave them.

Ding Ping did more than a hundred times in one breath. The man was very happy in this position. The weight of his whole body and the elastic impact of his waist would make the woman be dying. The feeling of having fun with his gun was particularly comfortable and tiring. Ding Ping was afraid that Zhang Shiyu would not be able to stand it, so he fell beside her and closed his eyes to rest.

After a long time, Ding Ping felt Zhang Shiyu move.Zhang Shiyu's confused voice was saying: Why are you so cruel tonight?Want to fuck me to death?Finally, you still have a little conscience and finally stopped!

You don’t know how much I love you, and you can’t control yourself anymore.

Ding Ping said in her ear.

Zhang Shiyu didn't make a sound, and got up with some emotion and struggled to play with Ding Ping's man.

Ding Ping asked her to come and take a break and said: Don’t do anything tonight, I will let you reach the paradise on earth.

Zhang Shiyu twisted her waist and said, "I don't!"I want to serve you and let you enjoy the happiness I give you.

After Zhang Shiyu finished speaking, she took Ding Ping's male root in her mouth and shook her head up and down.

This was the first time she did this for Ding Ping. She was not very skilled, but she was very attentive. Her tongue swept Ding Ping's head or wrapped around him and dragged it on it.

Zhang Shiyu's efforts and joy greatly stimulated Ding Ping. He turned Zhang Shiyu's snow-white buttocks over and asked her to step onto me.

Zhang Shiyu spit out Ding Ping's male root and said: Well, don't do this.

Ding Ping asked: Why don’t I do it?

Zhang Shiyu said: You have fucked me down, it’s a bit dirty.

Zhang Shiyu moaned when she said it. It was the first time she said such things in front of Ding Ping. Zhang Shiyu was very sensitive in both movements and language.

Ding Ping said: I've fucked you here, don't you eat it in your mouth too?

When I talked about fucking, I emphasized my tone.

However, Zhang Shiyu didn't care about my tone, and she said: Men and women are different.

After saying that, he sucked and sucked Ding Ping's root with all his might.

Ding Ping sat up and leaned on the back of the bed, and Zhang Shiyu followed him tightly with him.Ding Ping pulled Zhang Shiyu's hair away, and Zhang Shiyu shyly blocked Ding Ping's hand.

Zhang Shiyu is very well-behaved and has a thought in her heart that she can give everything for a man she loves.

The same is true for Ding Ping. Zhang Shiyu was so desperate tonight and was willing to give Ding Ping's happiness moved him. Ding Ping also wanted Zhang Shiyu to enjoy another way of happiness.

In fact, Ding Ping had done it for her before, but every time Zhang Shiyu didn't let Ding Ping continue, she was always unable to let go and dodge.

Ding Ping likes and is willing to do it for her, because Ding Ping loves her sincerely.

Zhang Shiyu knelt on the bed and buried her head between Ding Ping's hips and legs, hesitatingly spitting Ding Ping's male roots, and the white light magnified all this lustlessness infinitely.

Ding Ping wanted to mobilize Zhang Shiyu's interest more, so he took the mirror from the bedside table and placed it in front of Zhang Shiyu. Zhang Shiyu took a look and moaned shyly and excitedly.

Ding Ping asked: Do you like this?

Zhang Shiyu stared at the mirror and sucked and bitten harder, spit out and said: I like it!

Ding Ping asked again: Can you see how you do it? Isn’t it very erotic?

Zhang Shiyu spit out Ding Ping's male root, looked at him with a corner of her eyes and said: That's right, I feel very excited to see my appearance.

Ding Ping was also very excited. He took the mirror away and pulled Zhang Shiyu up, letting her step on Ding Ping, with the bright red male root facing Zhang Shiyu's wet peach garden mouth.

Ask her: Do you like to let me fuck?

Zhang Shiyu's sob sound and her shimmering eyes looked at me and said: I like it.

Ding Ping asked with a wicked smile: Why do you like to let me fuck?

Zhang Shiyu was about to cry, and said in a crying voice: You made me feel comfortable when you fuck me, your thrust in my body can make me fly into the sky. Do you think I can't like it?

Ding Ping's legs began to straighten, and Zhang Shiyu's body sat on the base of his thighs.

Ding Ping's iron-hard male root advanced into Zhang Shiyu's flower path.

The weight of her whole body was borne by this fulcrum, giving her a powerful stimulation and bringing her a pleasure to death.

Zhang Shiyu's moans immediately sounded in the room, and the inner wall of her flower path contracted in circles, spasming and tightening Ding Ping's male root without hesitation. A female essence gushed out from her depths, poured on Ding Ping's head tightly against her flower heart. Zhang Shiyu spread it softly, and she reached the peak.

Ding Ping looked at Zhang Shiyu's powerless body, and did not expect that she would come as soon as she entered her body. Maybe she let go of herself tonight and fully experience the happiness Ding Ping brought her, so her already very sensitive body became even more vulnerable.

Ding Ping looked at Zhang Shiyu lovely and gently stroked the ends of Zhang Shiyu's hair.After a long time, Zhang Shiyu opened her eyes and asked me: Why are you doing this tonight?I've been here twice.

Ding Ping said: Because we are going to be separated for a while, I want to make you happy all night this evening, and your mood is the same. I want to be completely crazy with me, so it is easy to get there.

You are younger than me, but more experienced than me, I can feel it.

Zhang Shiyu suddenly said.

Because I am the love saint?I have also learned some internal skills to help women achieve happiness that they have never achieved!This includes you, too.

Ding Ping said in Zhang Shiyu's ear: After being with me, when you are with any other man, you feel that they are boiled water and smell like chewing wax.

You are such a hooligan!After following you, can you still follow other men?

Zhang Shiyu said that she is a true saint, spotlessly pure.

Am I going to give an example?

Ding Ping said: If you hadn't been asking me all the time, could I say this?

While saying these words, Ding Ping's hand was still moving on Zhang Shiyu. After a while, she started to breathe again. Zhang Shiyu was indeed very sensitive. Ding Ping looked at Zhang Shiyu's satisfaction and fatigue, and he had already received the greatest happiness in his heart.

I've been here twice, but you haven't been here yet?What should I do to make you happy?

Shiyu, I am very happy to see you so happy. Happiness does not necessarily mean that my things are coming out.

After saying that, Ding Ping gently kissed Zhang Shiyu's lips.

Zhang Shiyu hugged Ding Ping's neck and buried her head in his arms and cried. Ding Ping raised her head, but Zhang Shiyu did not hide and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Ding Ping liked those tears very much, stuck out his tongue and licked Zhang Shiyu's tears.

Zhang Shiyu cried even harder and started to sob.

Ding Ping said: Why are you crying again?And why do you cry so much like the sound you make when you are happy?

Zhang Shiyu said angrily: You really hate it!Why do you always think about that?Am I so happy and moved that I cried?

Ding Ping said: Really, the sounds you make tonight are the same. I can't tell whether you are crying or happy, so I asked you.

Zhang Shiyu burst into tears and smiled, pushed Ding Ping down, and said: I want you to be happy too, I will lick you again.

Ding Ping hugged Zhang Shiyu and refused to let her do it, for fear that she would be tired: I will be very happy if I don’t lie to you.

Zhang Shiyu said no!

Ding Ping had no choice but to obediently pat Zhang Shiyu's round double thighs.

Zhang Shiyu pinched Ding Ping's bag with one hand, and the tip of his tongue rotated on his male root. Ding Ping asked Zhang Shiyu to turn around and face him and said: Let me take a good look at how you made me feel comfortable.

Zhang Shiyu turned around obediently, and pushed her hair back with her hands. She looked at Ding Ping charmingly and asked: Does it look good?

After saying that, he closed his eyes and sucked Ding Ping's male root intently.

Ding Ping said: It looks good, and I can only watch it.

Stimulated by this sentence, Zhang Shiyu moaned heavily, waving her head desperately, swallowing Ding Ping's male roots deeply into and out.

In the happiness, Ding Ping saw that Zhang Shiyu was very tired and said: Forget it, I am really satisfied.

Zhang Shiyu didn't want to do it yet, so she straddled Ding Ping's body, put his male root into her flower path, and moved it up and down, and the bulging breasts on her chest also danced with her.

Ding Ping reached out and pinched the cherries on her jade breasts and enjoyed them warmly.

At this moment, it is no longer just physical joy, but spiritual happiness that impacts Ding Ping's heart.

When Zhang Shiyu was lying on Ding Ping powerlessly, Ding Ping turned her over and put her on the bed.

The moans like dreams were like waves rising from the river where the breeze passed, which was unparalleled in the beautiful sound.

Zhang Shiyu's beautiful face was as if dyed with the red clouds in the evening, burning the sky, making Ding Ping feel relaxed and happy.

And every inch of her skin, as thin as a fat cream, is so elastic!

Such a temptation!

In her happiness, Ding Ping slowly stroked her body down, gently, afraid of missing every temptation.

Finally, stay on her bulging, soft, and white breasts!

Hold it gently.

Ding Ping could clearly feel the beating of Zhang Shiyu's pulse in his hands!

The pink cherry had undergone physical changes under his caress. Zhang Shiyu's mouth bit and kissed Ding Ping's body, and the moans involuntarily made a little hoarse, but it was very beautiful!

The male root, which was shining by Zhang Shiyu's spring water, looked straight at Zhang Shiyu's flower path. Ding Ping asked her: Can you still come?

Zhang Shiyu nodded and said: Come on, I am so happy that I want you to ravage me.I like you to ravage me roughly.

Ding Ping's heart jumped and quickly and vigorously inserted his male root into Zhang Shiyu's flower room, where he thrust and impacted freely.

In a gasping warm current, amid Zhang Shiyu's screams when she reached the peak, Ding Ping warmly and carefully moisturized and irrigated Zhang Shiyu's tired flower room, leaning on her body without moving, enjoying the tranquility after the storm.