Chapter 15 Eating Meat

Song Qinghua's head rested on Fang Ling's shoulder, and her warm and long breathing hit Fang Ling's neck one after another. The two soft balls on her chest were also pressed on Fang Ling's chest, and her private parts were pressed on Fang Ling's penis, and her legs were also intertwined with Fang Ling's legs.

Fang Ling only felt a little stuffy in his chest, but he also felt that Song Qing's warm and smooth two soft balls were very comfortable to touch her chest, and her neck was itchy. There was still some love juice left in her mouth, which mixed with saliva and became sticky. The penis was even tightly attached to a wet, hot and smooth part, which made Fang Ling's blood gush and her heart beat.

After resting for a while, Song Qinghua got up from Fang Ling, then picked up Fang Ling, and gently placed it aside. Then she placed the pillow at the head of the bed, folded the quilt, then placed it on the pillow, leaned against the head of the bed, causing a slope made of quilt and pillows to appear on the head of the bed.

Fang Ling lay beside her eyes, her eyes half open, panting, looking very tired, looking at Song Qinghua in confusion, not knowing what she wanted to do

After the slope was laid, Song Qinghua looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, then turned around, raised her lips, and looked at Fang Ling with a smug smile. Fang Ling became a little nervous when Song Qinghua saw it, and couldn't help swallowing.

Then Song Qinghua picked up Fang Ling, put his upper body on the quilt, and made him lie on the bed, and his upper body was slightly sunk into the soft quilt.

Then Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling's straight and hard white cock, and her rosy and shiny glans was half exposed, like a jade pillar inlaid with rubies, with an inexplicable beauty.

Song Qing swallowed, then held the cock with a jade hand, then put the rosy glans in her mouth, gently swept the top of the glans, and the jade hand also stroked the glans downwards, and the glans was exposed bit by bit. Every time it was exposed, the tip of the tongue swept a little by bit.

Qing... Sister Qinghua, that... it's dirty, no... it can't be filled, um~ Fang Ling felt very ashamed. Song Qing's tongue painted seemed to have magic. Every time she swept it, a current would spread from her lower body all over her body, bringing a numb feeling

Song Qinghua ignored Fang Ling and continued to stroke and lick until the entire glans was exposed. Song Qinghua wrapped it with a fragrant tongue and licked it before spitting out the penis. At this time, Fang Ling's glans became more rosy, and the penis was also covered with the saliva flowing from Song Qinghua's mouth, becoming smooth and greasy.

Then Song Qinghua bullied her body, her calf pressed against Fang Ling's abdomen and hips, her knees slowly bent, and she held Fang Ling's penis with one hand, aimed at her flower hole, and prepared to sit down slowly.

No...no, ha~ Qing... Sister Qinghua, or... still... well~ Fang Ling wanted to try to persuade Song Qinghua, but before he finished speaking, Song Qinghua sat down straight. Fang Ling's penis was tightly wrapped in a wet and hot and tight corridor. It felt a little painful, and there was an unprecedented pleasure, which made Fang Ling grit his teeth and almost couldn't help but scream.

Song Qinghua's head was raised high, revealing her snow-white neck, and biting her lip tightly, adapting to the foreign objects put in the flower hole.

After sitting down suddenly, my lower body felt a little swollen and painful. After twisting my soft waist a few times, a strong sense of pleasure continued to come and strengthened with the twisting of my body. My lower body gradually adapted to Fang Ling's cock

Song Qinghua's raised head slowly lowered, and the painful expression on her face disappeared without a trace. Instead, she looked crazy with her smile, and her eyes seemed to be flashing red, and the heavy breathing sound was clearly audible. She was staring at Fang Ling intently

Fang Ling looked at Song Qinghua and felt that she was very dangerous at this time. She felt a sense of fear in her heart and her body shrank backwards.

Suddenly, Song Qinghua grabbed Fang Ling's wrist and pressed her wrist to her shoulder. Then she kissed Fang Ling deeply overbearingly and passionately. Huadong also kept swallowing and spitting Fang Ling's cock

Fang Ling could not bear this kind of stimulation? Last time he was forced to do that kind of thing while drunk, so he had no experience at all. After a while, Fang Ling surrendered, and the warm and thick semen shot into the flower cave. Song Qinghua sat down completely and shot to the deepest part of the flower cave.

After Fang Ling's mind went blank after ejaculation, her face turned red and her breathing heavily. She looked to the side in a daze, and passively responded to Song Qing's deep kiss.

Song Qinghua stopped kissing Fang Ling deeply, said something to him, let go of his wrist, and then a pair of jade hands passed through his back, tightly grasping his shoulders, and his face was also close to his face, and the two soft balls were also tightly attached to his chest.

It's about to start again~ Song Qinghua leaned into Fang Ling's ear and said this, her soft waist twisted again, and the flower hole rubbed against Fang Ling's penis again. After being stimulated, Fang Ling's slightly weak penis became hard again, and it hurts a little by the flower hole.

Fang Ling was regaining his rationality at this time, realizing that he had been forced by Fang Ling once, and I don’t know how many times he had even reacted strongly to this, which made him feel humiliated and ashamed, and also made his eyes full of tears.

Immediately afterwards, the flower hole painted by Song Qing swallowed and spitted Fang Ling's penis again, and the speed increased from the beginning to the point of speed. The semen and love juice were mixed, and the corridor became tight and smooth, so the penetration was very smooth.

Song Qing's flower hole was spit out from the beginning and then swallowed in, to spit out a large part of it and then swallowed in the whole piece. The stimulation under Fang Ling continued to increase, and the comfort gradually exceeded the pain.

The pleasure that Song Qinghua felt was getting more and more intense, but she still did not slow down. Instead, she grabbed Fang Ling's shoulder tightly, using the force to output frantically to Fang Ling under her.

Fang Ling's chest was pressed by two soft rubbings drawn by Song Qing. She smelled her warm body fragrance. Her heavy breathing hit Fang Ling's ears one after another, and her private parts were constantly sucking Fang Ling's cock. The pleasure came from all directions of her body. Fang Ling gritted her teeth and forcibly endured the urge to ejaculate again.

After a while, Song Qinghua's body began to shake, and the shaking amplitude became larger and larger. Then a warm and thick love liquid continued to pour on Fang Ling's glans.

Fang Ling felt the glans heat up, and the pleasure of forcibly enduring suddenly came strongly. Then he couldn't help but thrust his lower body and sent the semen into the depths of the flower hole painted by Song Qing. The corridor painted by Song Qing was also shrinking, as if he wanted to eat all of Fang Ling's penis.

After the climax, Song Qinghua pressed Fang Ling with satisfaction and hugged him tightly. Fang Ling also collapsed on the bed, feeling as if she didn't have any strength on her body, and two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes to both sides.