Well~ no... no, Qing... Sister Qinghua, gentle... lighter, ha~ ha~ Hey~ Song Qinghua thrust violently on Fang Ling, making Fang Ling gasp while begging for mercy
But Song Qinghua turned a deaf ear to her. She only felt that she was very fulfilled, and the pleasure coming from under her made her feel very comfortable, making her unable to help but ask Fang Ling for more.
Song Qingyu looked outside the door as Fang Ling blushed, and was raped and panting under his sister. His hands were also tightly held by his sister, unable to move.
As she looked, Song Qingyu looked at Fang Ling's beautiful face with a strong sense of mèi, which looked very attractive, which made her mouth even more dry and envious of Song Qing's paintings that could play with Fang Ling at will.
Gradually, the pain under Fang Ling was gradually replaced by a strong pleasure, so that he felt something was about to gush out from under him later, which made him start to struggle.
Song Qinghua also felt the struggle of the person under her, and the jade pillar inside her tender vagina became harder.
Qing... Sister Qinghua, I want to... ejaculate... pull out... haha~ah~~ Fang Ling panted
But how could Song Qinghua let Fang Ling get what she wants? She held Fang Ling's overlapping wrists tightly with her hands, and her lower body was hitting harder.
Fang Ling was passively under the increasing stimulation of Song Qing's paintings, and finally, under the increasing intensity of Song Qing's paintings, Fang Ling's jade pillar spewed out thick semen, and all shot into the depths of Song Qing's paintings' tender hole.
After Fang Ling ejaculated, Song Qinghua still did not climax, so she still did not stop moving
At this time, Fang Ling had entered the sage mode, and Yuzhu also began to feel pain, but it had not become soft under Song Qinghua's offensive.
Qing... Sister Qinghua, it hurts...be gentle...be gentle, um...ah~ Fang Ling kept begging for mercy under Song Qinghua
Song Qinghua listened to Fang Ling's begging for mercy and mixed with the sound of her body colliding, which made her even more excited and the pleasure from her lower body became stronger.
Not long after, Song Qinghua's body began to tremble, then leaned over and pressed on Fang Ling, panting in Fang Ling's ear, and a sensation of itchy feeling came from Fang Ling's ear.
Finally, after Song Qinghua thrust once again, she stopped. The scorching love liquid in the deep vagina poured on Fang Ling's stigma, causing Fang Ling's body to tremble, and she couldn't help but scream.
Time seemed to be still at this moment, the two people on the bed were breathing silently, while Song Qingyu outside the door was staring at the two people who were mingling in the room, without saying a word
After a period of warmth, both of them came to their senses. Fang Ling closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep. Song Qinghua slowly got up, then gently lifted her buttocks, and her tender pussy spitted out Fang Ling's jade pillar, and then sat on Fang Ling's abdomen. The white liquid in the tender pussy slowly flowed out on Fang Ling's soft belly, looking very lewd.
Well~ Don't pretend to be asleep, use paper to help me clean it, hurry up. Song Qinghua smiled and put the tissue on the bedside table on Fang Ling, then said to Fang Ling in an orderly tone
Fang Ling slowly opened his eyes, then took out a tissue, and nervously wiped the private parts of Song Qing painting. His hands trembled slightly, and then closed his eyes, intending to wipe them with his eyes closed.
You'd better open your eyes and wipe it. If you don't wipe it clean, hum~ I'll be happy with you. Song Qing said to Fang Ling with a playful smile on the screen.
Fang Ling's heart trembled, and he opened his eyes again. He looked at Song Qinghua's pink and tender vagina, and white liquid flowed out of it. He couldn't help swallowing, and then carefully wiped it.
Song Qinghua felt itchy under her body. Fang Ling's movements were very gentle and she dared not use force, but she felt that the more she wiped, she began to get anxious, and there was a layer of sweat on her head, and her face was still red.
Qing... Sister Qinghua, that... you... won't be pregnant, right? Fang Ling seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help asking Song Qinghua
What? Do you want your sister to have a baby for you? Hehe~ Little Pervert~ Song Qinghua teased
No...No, I... Fang Ling replied in panic
Song Qingyu, outside the door, clearly heard the conversation between the two, and his heart was in his throat, and he couldn't help but worry.
Don't worry, I won't get pregnant. I have taken protective measures. I want to ask Fang Ling's little brother a few more times~ Before Fang Ling finished speaking, Song Qinghua replied easily
After hearing the first half of the words, Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard the second half of the words, Fang Ling was a little worried, but Fang Ling still did not stop wiping the action in his hand.
Qing... Sister Qinghua, wipe... I can't wipe clean, the more I wipe... the more I feel... Fang Ling said tremblingly
So, Song Qing stopped halfway through the painting, and then looked at Fang Ling with malicious intentions.
Fang Ling looked at the familiar eyes, his heart trembled, swallowed his saliva, and looked at Song Qinghua nervously
Let's go take a shower, hehe~ Look, you are nervous. Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling like this and couldn't help laughing.
After saying that, he got up and got out of bed. Fang Ling was still lying on the bed, staring at her blankly
Get up, go take a shower together, hurry up, your body is sticky, it seems that the air conditioner will be lowered a little later. Song Qing said to Fang Ling
Qing... Sister Qinghua, you go first... go wash first, I'll wait for you... wait until you finish washing before washing Fang Ling looked at the devilish figure that Song Qing painted in front of him and said tremblingly, the more he said, the less he sounded
Well!? Song Qinghua squinted her eyes, her face darkened, she raised her chin slightly, and looked at Fang Ling coldly
Fang Ling suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and his heart was chilling
I...I'll get up, wash with you... with you... Fang Ling said in a trembling voice
That's right~ Come on, hold my sister's hand. After Song Qinghua finished speaking, she stretched out a jade hand to Fang Ling.
Fang Ling stood up, then gently held Song Qing's jade hand, and a warm and smooth touch came from the touch, which made Fang Ling couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Then Song Qinghua led Fang Ling to the bathroom in the room, looking very excited
Song Qingyu, who was outside the door, leaning against the door frame, his eyes were dull, and he bit his lips tightly. He didn't know what he was thinking. After Fang Ling was led into the bathroom by Song Qinghua, Song Qingyu slowly closed Fang Ling's room door, turned on the lights on his phone, and walked straight to the living room.
Song Qingyu walked to the living room, took a glass of cold water, and suddenly poured the cold water into her mouth. Part of it flowed out from her cherry lips. After drinking it, she took another glass and drank it again.
Then Song Qingyu collapsed on the sofa, silently before walking back to the room after a long time
Back in the room, Song Qingyu silently closed the door, walked to the bathroom of her room, washed her face with cold water, looked at herself in front of her in the mirror, her eyes were red, and she looked sad.
Song Qingyu sighed deeply, then walked out of the bathroom and lay on his soft and comfortable bed.
But Song Qinghua turned a deaf ear to her. She only felt that she was very fulfilled, and the pleasure coming from under her made her feel very comfortable, making her unable to help but ask Fang Ling for more.
Song Qingyu looked outside the door as Fang Ling blushed, and was raped and panting under his sister. His hands were also tightly held by his sister, unable to move.
As she looked, Song Qingyu looked at Fang Ling's beautiful face with a strong sense of mèi, which looked very attractive, which made her mouth even more dry and envious of Song Qing's paintings that could play with Fang Ling at will.
Gradually, the pain under Fang Ling was gradually replaced by a strong pleasure, so that he felt something was about to gush out from under him later, which made him start to struggle.
Song Qinghua also felt the struggle of the person under her, and the jade pillar inside her tender vagina became harder.
Qing... Sister Qinghua, I want to... ejaculate... pull out... haha~ah~~ Fang Ling panted
But how could Song Qinghua let Fang Ling get what she wants? She held Fang Ling's overlapping wrists tightly with her hands, and her lower body was hitting harder.
Fang Ling was passively under the increasing stimulation of Song Qing's paintings, and finally, under the increasing intensity of Song Qing's paintings, Fang Ling's jade pillar spewed out thick semen, and all shot into the depths of Song Qing's paintings' tender hole.
After Fang Ling ejaculated, Song Qinghua still did not climax, so she still did not stop moving
At this time, Fang Ling had entered the sage mode, and Yuzhu also began to feel pain, but it had not become soft under Song Qinghua's offensive.
Qing... Sister Qinghua, it hurts...be gentle...be gentle, um...ah~ Fang Ling kept begging for mercy under Song Qinghua
Song Qinghua listened to Fang Ling's begging for mercy and mixed with the sound of her body colliding, which made her even more excited and the pleasure from her lower body became stronger.
Not long after, Song Qinghua's body began to tremble, then leaned over and pressed on Fang Ling, panting in Fang Ling's ear, and a sensation of itchy feeling came from Fang Ling's ear.
Finally, after Song Qinghua thrust once again, she stopped. The scorching love liquid in the deep vagina poured on Fang Ling's stigma, causing Fang Ling's body to tremble, and she couldn't help but scream.
Time seemed to be still at this moment, the two people on the bed were breathing silently, while Song Qingyu outside the door was staring at the two people who were mingling in the room, without saying a word
After a period of warmth, both of them came to their senses. Fang Ling closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep. Song Qinghua slowly got up, then gently lifted her buttocks, and her tender pussy spitted out Fang Ling's jade pillar, and then sat on Fang Ling's abdomen. The white liquid in the tender pussy slowly flowed out on Fang Ling's soft belly, looking very lewd.
Well~ Don't pretend to be asleep, use paper to help me clean it, hurry up. Song Qinghua smiled and put the tissue on the bedside table on Fang Ling, then said to Fang Ling in an orderly tone
Fang Ling slowly opened his eyes, then took out a tissue, and nervously wiped the private parts of Song Qing painting. His hands trembled slightly, and then closed his eyes, intending to wipe them with his eyes closed.
You'd better open your eyes and wipe it. If you don't wipe it clean, hum~ I'll be happy with you. Song Qing said to Fang Ling with a playful smile on the screen.
Fang Ling's heart trembled, and he opened his eyes again. He looked at Song Qinghua's pink and tender vagina, and white liquid flowed out of it. He couldn't help swallowing, and then carefully wiped it.
Song Qinghua felt itchy under her body. Fang Ling's movements were very gentle and she dared not use force, but she felt that the more she wiped, she began to get anxious, and there was a layer of sweat on her head, and her face was still red.
Qing... Sister Qinghua, that... you... won't be pregnant, right? Fang Ling seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help asking Song Qinghua
What? Do you want your sister to have a baby for you? Hehe~ Little Pervert~ Song Qinghua teased
No...No, I... Fang Ling replied in panic
Song Qingyu, outside the door, clearly heard the conversation between the two, and his heart was in his throat, and he couldn't help but worry.
Don't worry, I won't get pregnant. I have taken protective measures. I want to ask Fang Ling's little brother a few more times~ Before Fang Ling finished speaking, Song Qinghua replied easily
After hearing the first half of the words, Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard the second half of the words, Fang Ling was a little worried, but Fang Ling still did not stop wiping the action in his hand.
Qing... Sister Qinghua, wipe... I can't wipe clean, the more I wipe... the more I feel... Fang Ling said tremblingly
So, Song Qing stopped halfway through the painting, and then looked at Fang Ling with malicious intentions.
Fang Ling looked at the familiar eyes, his heart trembled, swallowed his saliva, and looked at Song Qinghua nervously
Let's go take a shower, hehe~ Look, you are nervous. Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling like this and couldn't help laughing.
After saying that, he got up and got out of bed. Fang Ling was still lying on the bed, staring at her blankly
Get up, go take a shower together, hurry up, your body is sticky, it seems that the air conditioner will be lowered a little later. Song Qing said to Fang Ling
Qing... Sister Qinghua, you go first... go wash first, I'll wait for you... wait until you finish washing before washing Fang Ling looked at the devilish figure that Song Qing painted in front of him and said tremblingly, the more he said, the less he sounded
Well!? Song Qinghua squinted her eyes, her face darkened, she raised her chin slightly, and looked at Fang Ling coldly
Fang Ling suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and his heart was chilling
I...I'll get up, wash with you... with you... Fang Ling said in a trembling voice
That's right~ Come on, hold my sister's hand. After Song Qinghua finished speaking, she stretched out a jade hand to Fang Ling.
Fang Ling stood up, then gently held Song Qing's jade hand, and a warm and smooth touch came from the touch, which made Fang Ling couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Then Song Qinghua led Fang Ling to the bathroom in the room, looking very excited
Song Qingyu, who was outside the door, leaning against the door frame, his eyes were dull, and he bit his lips tightly. He didn't know what he was thinking. After Fang Ling was led into the bathroom by Song Qinghua, Song Qingyu slowly closed Fang Ling's room door, turned on the lights on his phone, and walked straight to the living room.
Song Qingyu walked to the living room, took a glass of cold water, and suddenly poured the cold water into her mouth. Part of it flowed out from her cherry lips. After drinking it, she took another glass and drank it again.
Then Song Qingyu collapsed on the sofa, silently before walking back to the room after a long time
Back in the room, Song Qingyu silently closed the door, walked to the bathroom of her room, washed her face with cold water, looked at herself in front of her in the mirror, her eyes were red, and she looked sad.
Song Qingyu sighed deeply, then walked out of the bathroom and lay on his soft and comfortable bed.
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