Um~~Um!!! Um~~Um~Um~Um~Um! Fang Ling's mouth was blocked by Song Qingyu, and he could only make a vague sound
Immediately afterwards, Song Qingyu pressed Fang Ling's small tongue down with her fragrant tongue. Whenever Fang Ling's small tongue was about to be lifted, it was suppressed by Song Qingyu's fragrant tongue. The two of them mixed with saliva in Fang Ling's mouth.
Since Fang Ling was pressed under Song Qingyu, her chin was clamped and her mouth was blocked, she could only swallow all the saliva mixed between them into her stomach, which was smooth and greasy, and the sweet taste like a pear.
At the same time, Song Qingyu did not stop moving. The pink peach blossom hole kept spitting the jade pillar. The crystal love juice secreted inside mixed with the bright red virgin blood, making the whole jade pillar very red.
Fang Ling's chest was tightly pressed against the two balls on Song Qingyu's chest, warm and soft, and it felt a little better than the touch of hot tofu.
Song Qingyu's other jade hand was also wandering around Fang Ling's arm and side. A strong pleasure came from Fang Ling's body. Gradually, Fang Ling felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker and his resistance became weaker. Later, he could only let Song Qingyu rape her and ask for it.
Fang Ling was very puzzled. He didn't know why Sister Qingyu came tonight, and he didn't know why she did this to herself, and he didn't know where Sister Qinghua went...
As he thought about it, Fang Ling's mind became more and more confused, and various problems filled his mind, making him at a loss for a moment, and the stimulation in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Gradually, under Song Qingyu's fierce attack, Fang Ling felt a warm current gushing out of the jade pillar. Fang Ling understood what it was. He struggled again, but felt his body was weak.
Fang Ling's struggle failed. In a hurry, he began to whimper, and a line of clear tears flowed out of his eyes. Song Qingyu heard it, began to soften his heart, and his movements slowed down a little.
But Song Qingyu thought again, if he didn't ask Fang Ling this time, he might not have surrendered next time, so Song Qingyu made up his mind and continued to speed up his movements, which was more intense than before
Fang Ling calmed down a little when he felt Song Qingyu's movements slow down. He seemed to have seen hope and thought that he could fight for it and Song Qingyu could let him go.
But things went against my wishes, and Song Qingyu's movements became more intense, which made Fang Ling unable to resist them at all. The pleasure became stronger and stronger. The gasps gradually overshadowed the whimpering sound. Under the turbulent and confusing emotions, Fang Ling's little tongue began to respond slightly to Song Qingyu's fragrant tongue.
Song Qingyu was happy and became more determined to force Fang Ling, believing that Fang Ling had slowly accepted him, so his movements became gentler.
With Song Qingyu's movements slow and rapid, and the strange stimulation in his heart, Fang Ling finally couldn't bear it. After his body trembled for a few times, a stream of burning semen shot into the depths of Song Qingyu's tender vagina, and the jade pillar was still trembling constantly.
Under this stimulation, Song Qingyu's body was also trembling constantly, and then a stream of love liquid gushed out from the depths of her tender vagina and poured on Fang Ling's stigma. Then Song Qingyu's body softened, she loosened Fang Ling's mouth and chin, and her long legs were clamped on both sides of Fang Ling's thighs, lay on Fang Ling, and slowly gasped.
At this time, Fang Ling's mind was blank, his head tilted to the side, gasping for breath, his chest undulating, and Song Qingyu's warm breathing came from his neck, but Fang Ling had no time to care about it and was stunned on the bed
The two of them kept in a junction posture for a while, Song Qingyu came to her senses, her eyes were as silk as silk, and she looked at Fang Ling with drowsy eyes.
Fang Ling also came to his senses. When he recalled what had just happened, he felt very sad, and then he started to sob.
Song Qingyu heard Fang Ling's whimper again, her expression was a little complicated. Then she sat up and took off the blindfold on Fang Ling's face.
I saw Fang Ling's eyes swaying, his lips were closed, his face turned red, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Song Qingyu, and lines of clear tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes, looking like he was being played with.
When Song Qingyu saw this, she felt very distressed. She quickly wiped away the tears from Fang Ling's eyes with her jade hands, and then looked at him gently.
Qing... Sister Qingyu, why... why is it you? Why... why do you... do this? Fang Ling asked in a trembling voice, with a hint of sadness in his tone
Because, I like you very much too~ Song Qingyu replied softly, gently holding Fang Ling's cheek with her jade hand
Happy... like me? Fang Ling heard Song Qingyu's love words, stopped sobbing, and looked at Song Qingyu in confusion
Yes, I like you very much~ Song Qingyu looked at Fang Ling's curious baby and felt that he was a little cute. Then she chuckled and said to him
Brother Fang Ling, you are very partial~ Then Song Qingyu said again, with a hint of blame in his tone
Ah...ah? I... Fang Ling became even more confused. He didn't know what Song Qingyu meant, and he didn't know how to answer her
Because you have painted Qing so many times, but I haven't. Just now, you looked aggrieved. When you saw you and Qinghua, you looked like you enjoying it. Is it so wrong to do it with me? Mingming, I like you too~ Song Qingyu looked aggrieved and jealous and said to Fang Ling.
No...no, Qing... Sister Qingyu, I... Fang Ling saw that Song Qingyu became very sad, and began to feel distressed and quickly replied
Don't say it, after all, Qinghua came first, I'm not worthy, I... I just need you to accompany me for one night, can I? Just one night... Song Qingyu interrupted Fang Ling, and then as she spoke, her voice getting smaller and smaller, looking like she was about to cry
No...No, I...I like Sister Qingyu very much. Seeing Song Qingyu's appearance, Fang Ling was a little helpless and quickly replied
I know you said that because you comfort me. It's okay, I'm not sad, really... After saying that, Song Qingyu squeezed out a smile on her face, but her beautiful eyes shed a line of tears, and she looked sad and beautiful.
No...No, I...I really like Sister Qingyu, really! Fang Ling was very nervous when he saw Song Qingyu crying, and quickly expressed his feelings.
Really? Song Qingyu asked in confusion
Really! Fang Ling answered affirmatively
Then, can I... be like Qinghua... Song Qingyu looked at Fang Ling intently and asked Fang Ling expectantly
Yes... Yes, as long as Sister Qingyu is happy, just... that's fine. Fang Ling didn't want to be sad when she saw Song Qingyu, so he quickly replied
Hey~ I knew that Fang Ling's younger brother felt sorry for his sister, and his sister would love you very much in the future. Song Qingyu showed a look of overjoyment, smiled, and then leaned over and kissed Fang Ling
Fang Ling did not avoid it, slowly raised his head, closed his eyes, gently opened his lips, responded to Song Qingyu's kiss
Immediately afterwards, Song Qingyu pressed Fang Ling's small tongue down with her fragrant tongue. Whenever Fang Ling's small tongue was about to be lifted, it was suppressed by Song Qingyu's fragrant tongue. The two of them mixed with saliva in Fang Ling's mouth.
Since Fang Ling was pressed under Song Qingyu, her chin was clamped and her mouth was blocked, she could only swallow all the saliva mixed between them into her stomach, which was smooth and greasy, and the sweet taste like a pear.
At the same time, Song Qingyu did not stop moving. The pink peach blossom hole kept spitting the jade pillar. The crystal love juice secreted inside mixed with the bright red virgin blood, making the whole jade pillar very red.
Fang Ling's chest was tightly pressed against the two balls on Song Qingyu's chest, warm and soft, and it felt a little better than the touch of hot tofu.
Song Qingyu's other jade hand was also wandering around Fang Ling's arm and side. A strong pleasure came from Fang Ling's body. Gradually, Fang Ling felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker and his resistance became weaker. Later, he could only let Song Qingyu rape her and ask for it.
Fang Ling was very puzzled. He didn't know why Sister Qingyu came tonight, and he didn't know why she did this to herself, and he didn't know where Sister Qinghua went...
As he thought about it, Fang Ling's mind became more and more confused, and various problems filled his mind, making him at a loss for a moment, and the stimulation in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Gradually, under Song Qingyu's fierce attack, Fang Ling felt a warm current gushing out of the jade pillar. Fang Ling understood what it was. He struggled again, but felt his body was weak.
Fang Ling's struggle failed. In a hurry, he began to whimper, and a line of clear tears flowed out of his eyes. Song Qingyu heard it, began to soften his heart, and his movements slowed down a little.
But Song Qingyu thought again, if he didn't ask Fang Ling this time, he might not have surrendered next time, so Song Qingyu made up his mind and continued to speed up his movements, which was more intense than before
Fang Ling calmed down a little when he felt Song Qingyu's movements slow down. He seemed to have seen hope and thought that he could fight for it and Song Qingyu could let him go.
But things went against my wishes, and Song Qingyu's movements became more intense, which made Fang Ling unable to resist them at all. The pleasure became stronger and stronger. The gasps gradually overshadowed the whimpering sound. Under the turbulent and confusing emotions, Fang Ling's little tongue began to respond slightly to Song Qingyu's fragrant tongue.
Song Qingyu was happy and became more determined to force Fang Ling, believing that Fang Ling had slowly accepted him, so his movements became gentler.
With Song Qingyu's movements slow and rapid, and the strange stimulation in his heart, Fang Ling finally couldn't bear it. After his body trembled for a few times, a stream of burning semen shot into the depths of Song Qingyu's tender vagina, and the jade pillar was still trembling constantly.
Under this stimulation, Song Qingyu's body was also trembling constantly, and then a stream of love liquid gushed out from the depths of her tender vagina and poured on Fang Ling's stigma. Then Song Qingyu's body softened, she loosened Fang Ling's mouth and chin, and her long legs were clamped on both sides of Fang Ling's thighs, lay on Fang Ling, and slowly gasped.
At this time, Fang Ling's mind was blank, his head tilted to the side, gasping for breath, his chest undulating, and Song Qingyu's warm breathing came from his neck, but Fang Ling had no time to care about it and was stunned on the bed
The two of them kept in a junction posture for a while, Song Qingyu came to her senses, her eyes were as silk as silk, and she looked at Fang Ling with drowsy eyes.
Fang Ling also came to his senses. When he recalled what had just happened, he felt very sad, and then he started to sob.
Song Qingyu heard Fang Ling's whimper again, her expression was a little complicated. Then she sat up and took off the blindfold on Fang Ling's face.
I saw Fang Ling's eyes swaying, his lips were closed, his face turned red, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Song Qingyu, and lines of clear tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes, looking like he was being played with.
When Song Qingyu saw this, she felt very distressed. She quickly wiped away the tears from Fang Ling's eyes with her jade hands, and then looked at him gently.
Qing... Sister Qingyu, why... why is it you? Why... why do you... do this? Fang Ling asked in a trembling voice, with a hint of sadness in his tone
Because, I like you very much too~ Song Qingyu replied softly, gently holding Fang Ling's cheek with her jade hand
Happy... like me? Fang Ling heard Song Qingyu's love words, stopped sobbing, and looked at Song Qingyu in confusion
Yes, I like you very much~ Song Qingyu looked at Fang Ling's curious baby and felt that he was a little cute. Then she chuckled and said to him
Brother Fang Ling, you are very partial~ Then Song Qingyu said again, with a hint of blame in his tone
Ah...ah? I... Fang Ling became even more confused. He didn't know what Song Qingyu meant, and he didn't know how to answer her
Because you have painted Qing so many times, but I haven't. Just now, you looked aggrieved. When you saw you and Qinghua, you looked like you enjoying it. Is it so wrong to do it with me? Mingming, I like you too~ Song Qingyu looked aggrieved and jealous and said to Fang Ling.
No...no, Qing... Sister Qingyu, I... Fang Ling saw that Song Qingyu became very sad, and began to feel distressed and quickly replied
Don't say it, after all, Qinghua came first, I'm not worthy, I... I just need you to accompany me for one night, can I? Just one night... Song Qingyu interrupted Fang Ling, and then as she spoke, her voice getting smaller and smaller, looking like she was about to cry
No...No, I...I like Sister Qingyu very much. Seeing Song Qingyu's appearance, Fang Ling was a little helpless and quickly replied
I know you said that because you comfort me. It's okay, I'm not sad, really... After saying that, Song Qingyu squeezed out a smile on her face, but her beautiful eyes shed a line of tears, and she looked sad and beautiful.
No...No, I...I really like Sister Qingyu, really! Fang Ling was very nervous when he saw Song Qingyu crying, and quickly expressed his feelings.
Really? Song Qingyu asked in confusion
Really! Fang Ling answered affirmatively
Then, can I... be like Qinghua... Song Qingyu looked at Fang Ling intently and asked Fang Ling expectantly
Yes... Yes, as long as Sister Qingyu is happy, just... that's fine. Fang Ling didn't want to be sad when she saw Song Qingyu, so he quickly replied
Hey~ I knew that Fang Ling's younger brother felt sorry for his sister, and his sister would love you very much in the future. Song Qingyu showed a look of overjoyment, smiled, and then leaned over and kissed Fang Ling
Fang Ling did not avoid it, slowly raised his head, closed his eyes, gently opened his lips, responded to Song Qingyu's kiss
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