Chapter 66 Erwa H Japanese play

Sister, is it difficult to learn from Erwai? Are you learning Japanese? How about you? Chen Muyang licked the skin of her neck carefully and said something uncontrollably.

Although her head was a little drowsy, she still answered truthfully: Well... okay, okay

It's good to study hard, he kissed the corner of her lips like a reward, and then calmly ordered, then, while listening, you typed the sentences they just said into Japanese for me.

Song Yiran grabbed the edge of the table and stopped, and hesitantly turned his head to look at him. I, I am not very good at it... I have poor hearing...

It doesn't matter, we can listen to it a few more times, huh? Chen Muyang pressed against her forehead, his eyes flashing, and he was erratic

Thinking of the lustful words just now, she pouted slightly and resisted: I don’t want to make such words...

He deliberately scared her and said: Then let's look at the mummy again, or, look at some zombies?

After saying that, he suddenly raised his waist and made a deeper stroke, stuck inside and remained motionless. The sudden dive made her whole body tremble, and it seemed that her bones were soft.

Seeing his big hands with clear joints typing the two words "zombies" in the web search box, Song Yiran trembledly holding his wrist, shook her head, and compromised softly: Don't Ah...I, I'll just listen.

Chen Muyang started playing the clip again, stared at the subtitles, moved the computer mouse there, and ordered: Start with this sentence

Song Yiran reluctantly calmed down and leaned close to the computer to take a closer look at the subtitles. It turned out that you could be more rude to me.

He patted her tender buttocks with one hand, feeling the fluctuations in the buttocks in his palm, and then pressed the play button. After saying this, he paused again, and then pushed up and pushed up. The dull Song Yiran suddenly came to her senses, opened a document, switched the input method based on memory, and typing down the letters on the keyboard seriously with both hands and trembling hands.

After the fight... she whispered

Chen Muyang leaned forward and looked at these unfamiliar and familiar Japanese words and said: Read it out, in Japanese. As he said that, he pinched her nipples.

Song Yi Lan's stubborn physical itching to deal with the burden of physical itching, and the final course of action is to be determined: It's fine to have more violent... Ah wave wave wave wave wave wave wave itch...

Say it again in Chinese He gently holds her little ear beads

You, you can treat me... more, more rudely...

Is that right? He smiled and touched down, rubbed and squeezed the erect flesh core, and the person in his arms couldn't help but tremble for a few huh

Next sentence

Ours... in a meat toilet...

Hum? I seem to hear a familiar Chinese word?

When Song Yiran was hesitating, Chen Muyang kept teasing her clitoris, and his naughty hands even looked at the place where the two of them were connected. She had to obediently and obediently: Please, please let me... make it, make your toilet.

Now I admit that you are mine. Chen Muyang paused slightly, and the heat came into her ears. My little toilet

The ambiguous heat made her cover her sensitive ears and moan while hiding: Ah Wave I don't...

The next sentence is my line. I listened carefully. After I finished typing, I typed both homophonic and Chinese.

She drooped the corners of her mouth and complained aggrievedly: It's too long, I can't understand...

Then listen to it a few more times. Chen Muyang will pull back the progress bar again.

Song Yiran listened to this sentence four times, and finally typed out all the words according to the pronunciation and pronunciation rules.

He stared at the Japanese and Roman sounds on the computer intently, and slowly started to pronounce it word by word, looking like a child who had just learned pinyin.

Although she wanted to laugh at him, her heart was beating wildly when she thought of the meaning of this sentence.

For a while, I didn't get along with it, and suddenly became lewd, and did I want something for mys?

Chen Muyang finished stuttering the whole sentence, and then chanted the corresponding Chinese in a hoarse voice: It hasn't been long since we met, but we became so lewd. Do you want my things so much?

The low voice wrapped her heart like a ghost. At the same time, driven by this sentence, the soft mèi meat couldn't help but shrink and squirm several times, clamping him to bury her shoulders and exhale a few breaths of heat.

He wrote a kiss on her lips, curled up the corner of his mouth and repeated the lewd words: Do you want me so much, do you? Well... my sister shrank again, it seems she wants it very much.

Song Yiran was so uncomfortable that her toes were curled up together. Chen Muyang still couldn't satisfy her and continued to force her to type and recite Japanese and Chinese separately.

It's fine, I'll shoot inside, give me your sperm, I'll give it to me inside...

OK... cum, cum inside... cum, cum inside... cum your sperm... me, I don't want to say Waves Waves Ah Waves Waves Well Ah Waves Waves Waves The more she said, the more she looked like her face was burning, and her body became hotter because she was caught in his arms

This kind of slutty talk has a powerful driving force. Chen Muyang suddenly stood up and pressed her under his crotch, quickly pulled out his penis that had been wet with lust, and then turned her back, facing her, and thrust her waist and inserted it into her vagina with a domineering force. Then he picked her up and down and fucked her while walking in the dormitory.

Because of gravity, she had to tighten his shoulders. Her long bare legs were firmly overlapping the rings on his waist. The soft flesh kept shrinking and twisting the hard objects in her body. Whenever she fell, his two scrotums would slap and fit together heavily with her buttocks. The sound of the slap made the atmosphere of the dormitory more ambiguous and confusing.

During this period, Chen Muyang also lured her to call his brother in Japanese. Song Yiran lay gentle on his shoulder, trembling with a soft voice. Brother おちゃん, brother おちゃん, heard his scalp numb, as if he had taken stimulant, and he tried hard to fuck the person in his arms.

After a while, Song Yiran sensitively realized that she was about to climax and begged with a broken crying voice: Let me go Ah...I, I'm fast...Ah Wave Wave

He was muscular and quickly supported her little butt and walked towards the wardrobe door, pressing her against the wardrobe door and continued to work hard.

Seeing her breasts that were shaking up and down, he couldn't help but bury his face between her breasts. He smelled the seductive fragrance and kept sucking two cute nipples, biting them red and swollen, but the movements under his crotch still did not slow down.

The pleasure of attacking up and down finally made her ejaculate uncontrollably, and a large amount of fishy juice was poured directly on his glans.

Then, Chen Muyang felt a deep head, and the strong pleasure of Gong Jiao quickly rushed into her forehead. She was confused and opened her mouth.

When she couldn't help crying and screaming, Chen Muyang immediately blocked her mouth with his lips and swallowed all her moans into her belly, so as not to hear any passing boy outside.

He greedily asked for everything from the person in his arms, tirelessly venting his desires, and the wardrobe door was also creaking and violently creaking.

When he nailed her to the cabinet door with his big cock, he thrust hard and then broke out against the cervix of the person in his arms, pinching her soft buttocks, raising her waist and pouring thick semen into it.

Soon, the white semen mixed with love juice overflowed from her body and fell to the ground tickly.

Song Yiran blushed and gasped, and her mouth was dry and she couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls into her stomach.

She raised her eyes slightly, and saw that he was also satisfied and lost his mind in the wave of love just now. The sweat on his forehead slid along his cheeks to his neck, and a few drops of sweat were condensed on the protruding Adam's apple.

When the two eyes collided, Song Yiran seemed to have been sucked away by his deep eyes. His shallow thrust was like a hundred claws scratching her heart. An invisible force was pushing her, causing her to stick out her tongue and suck the sweat beads on his Adam's apple.

The tongue coating was immediately covered with salty smell of sweat, but she didn't dislike it and continued to lick it like a female cat several times

She encouraged him silently, and Chen Muyang pressed her to start the second round of sex again. In the end, she was so hot and dizzy that she was weak and could not hold him even if she could hold him. She could only beg him in a low voice, wanting him to end soon

But who knew that Chen Muyang immediately adjusted his breathing and deliberately buried it in her body. Song Yiran looked up at him with difficulty. At this time, his eyes flashed, unable to understand, as if he had something to say

She was hung up and couldn't help but take the initiative to shrink her belly and use her damp and hot pussy to clamp his hard big cock. However, Chen Muyang didn't say a word, motionless, and didn't know what he was thinking.

What are you doing?... She frowned and looked at him, humming a nasal voice and said angrily

Promise me something

What……

Agree first

She didn't understand why he suddenly kept him in hiding. She thought she wouldn't let her take some messy videos and read obscene lines again.

With this concern, she pursed her lips and was unhappy to agree to him

Chen Muyang held back his desire and leaned over to her ear and said: Next time, I want to try it, anal sex promises me

There was a moment of blankness in her mind, thinking how could she be inserted there, so she looked foggy, gritted her teeth, shook her head gently, and refused softly: No...I don't want it, anal...fuck...

Chen Muyang guessed that she would definitely resist subconsciously at the beginning, and then softened her voice, bewitched her bit by bit, and asked her to slowly remove her defense. Let's try it, okay? I won't care for you, huh?

There...it will hurt...

Trust me, okay?

Chen Muyang gently kissed the corner of her eyes, lowered her posture, and slowly thrust her waist, poking slightly in her warm and moist pussy, stirring the honey inside, and the coaxing on her mouth did not stop.

Will you give me some help? Ranran, try the botulous number

Um...Don't poke the wavy on the left wavy um Ah wavy wavy wavy uh...Wait every time you...Wait uh...Wait She clenched her fists and hit him

Her fist, who lost most of her strength because of sex, scratched his shoulder without pain. Chen Muyang took the opportunity to hold her tongue and suck, and continued to lure: I want to possess everything about you, Ranran, okay?

Mu Yang... Song Yiran bit her lips and hesitated

Hum? OK? He rubbed her cheeks with his nose, his hoarse voice full of lust and temptation

After all, she softened unscrupulously. Under his half-tempered and half-forced attack, she agreed to the request for anal sex in the future.

Chen Muyang, who succeeded, immediately became very proud and opened and closed her tender vagina with satisfaction, making her eyes, which were already a little clear, mist once again, as if ink dripping on rice paper.

Finally, she hung softly on him, saliva flowing out of her slightly opened mouth, and she was unconsciously under the pouring of his thick semen again.

Her whole body was convulsing and trembling, indulging in the brilliant climax, unable to say a word, and the place below was even more sticky, and she was so ejaculated that her belly was full even more full.

His nipples were rubbed red and hard when they were having sex with him

Chen Muyang's penis was still blocking inside and spraying his semen. When he finally finished ejaculation with satisfaction, he held her butt and walked towards the chair and sat down slowly. Then he put his chin on the spiral of her head, and panted with her and fell from heaven to the real world. His hot and solid chest was undulating violently, and the powerful heartbeat echoed in her ears like a drum.

Both of them were silent after having sex. In addition to savoring the lingering taste just now, they were also feeling each other's body temperature and exclusive breath.

Chen Muyang gently touched her belly, and saw the outline of his semi-soft genitals that were still blocked in the female vagina were slightly reflected. Pity touched her bright red face and rubbed her warm face for a while.

Song Yiran leaned on him, enjoying his down-to-earth embrace, letting him rub it obediently, and when his face was pressed on, he couldn't help but rub it against him.

When the penis in the wet hole was pulled out with a pop, the expanded hole slowly spit out a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid. The liquid flowed onto his penis and gathered down on the chair to form a pool of hot white slush.

It took a little time to come out of the afterglow of the climax. When Song Yiran slept in his dormitory again, she didn't know what time it was.

She faced the wall, curled up her legs and started to doze. After he climbed onto the dormitory bed, she endured her sleepiness, opened a crack in her eyes, and her body automatically turned over.

As he lay down, he quickly found the right position, put his forehead against his chest, and put it into his arms, muttering a vaguely, "It's so sleepy, Chen Muyang comforted her softly, pushed away the broken hair around her eyes, and gently kissed a good night in the corner of his eyes, and the two of them entered a sweet dream in each other's breath.