042 “Happy Day” Chapter 41

041 Fuck the back hole with wetness and pussy

Yin Chenyang’s cock was slowly withdrawn, and a long white thread was pulled out. As the cock was withdrawn, the thread became longer and longer, and finally reached the limit, broke, and dripped on the pink buttocks.

Yin Ning’s back hole has been fucked to the point where it can’t be closed. The slightly everted flesh folds are opening and closing, and the inside is filled with thick white turbidity, as if it will be pushed out at any time as the folds of flesh squirm.

Yin Chenyang quickly took the plug that blocked the hole, blocked the small hole, supported Yin Ning, and sat down together with their fronts touching their backs, their soft little bodies leaning on his brother’s chest, breathing heavily.

Yin Chenyang knew that his sister was very tired, so he asked her to take a rest.

Yin Ning closed her eyes and took a nap, but the man’s big palm was not idle either. One hand slowly went down, slid across the lower abdomen, and then got into the meat gap between the legs.

“I didn’t expect that when I stuffed it with such a big thing, the condensation spurted out. If I had known I should have put it in a big basin, I would have wasted so much.”

“Ayu said that the water that has been treated with medicine is not good to drink. If it is sprayed, it will be sprayed. Now the water flowing out is sweet.”

“Really?” Before his fingers penetrated the small meat hole, they were already covered with juice. Yin Chenyang raised his hand, put his fingers into his mouth, and started licking loudly. “It is indeed sweeter than before, but licking it like this is not enough.”

Yin Chenyang helped Yin Ning stand up, let her lie on the desk, spread her legs, leaned down, and buried his head between her legs.

Yin Ning lay on the table and her eyes met Yin Chenyang’s painting.She knew that her brother loved writing and painting most of his life. The painting in front of her was obviously very thoughtful and meticulous, with only a few strokes left to complete.But at this moment, a large area was wet, and the ink melted in many places, ruining a good painting.

It turned out that she had just squirted, and a large pool of wetness sprayed onto the desk, and half of it fell on the drawing paper.

Yin Ning finally made her brother happy, but she didn’t expect to make the same mistake again, so she decided to take the initiative to confess: “My brother’s painting was stained by condensed water.”

Yin Chenyang actually stood up when he heard the sound, looked at the painting, and frowned: “This painting is for my brother to take to the tea party later. What do you think we should do now?”

“Brother, don’t be angry.” Seeing his sister’s aggrieved look, Yin Chenyang was a little unhappy, but he couldn’t bear to blame him, not to mention that he was partly responsible for this matter.

“Ning Ning helps my brother grind it, and he can just paint it again.”

“Yes.” Yin Ning stretched out her hand to grab the ink stick on the table, but found that her body suddenly rose into the air.

It turned out that Yin Chenyang picked her up and put her on the desk, then spread her legs and let her squat on the desk in a crouching position. For a moment, the spring between the legs was exposed. The flower core was slightly swollen between the wet legs, and the pink hole was covered with shiny water stains. It was so tempting.

“Isn’t it about grinding ink? Brother, what are you going to do?”

“Ning Ning’s little pussy has done bad things, so naturally she needs her little pussy to make up for it.”

“Hmph!” I think my brother asked for her wetness to touch up his brushes again. It was a game they often played before. He always said that her sweet water smelled good, and the paintings he painted this way also smelled good.

The brush that had not yet been soaked in water was soft and thin, and the fluffy bristles brushed against her slit and gently rotated at her vaginal opening. The tingling and tickling feeling often caused her to tremble.When the hole is stimulated and honey water flows out, the brother will insert the pen tip into the pussy.

After the soft pen tip was licked and wet, it would rotate and penetrate inside, brushing the layers of flesh folds. She was still a virgin at that time, and her brother’s pen did not dare to penetrate too deep and only slid near the hole. However, the soft and hard pen tip had already stimulated her to pleasure.

It’s been a long time since I’ve played such a game. Although it’s not fun enough for Yin Ning now, it’s good as long as he’s an older brother.

However, Yin Chenyang did not pick up the brush, but leaned down and buried his head between her legs.

The tip of his tongue opened two plump lips and flexibly penetrated into her pussy, stirring it up and down.

Yin Ning has always been full of honey, and her body is so sensitive and tight, how can she withstand such teasing.After just a few strokes, the sweet juice couldn’t stop gushing out, and then Yin Chenyang’s big tongue rolled it all into his mouth.

Every time the man’s tongue teases, the girl’s body trembles with his rhythm, and the tip of his tongue rubs against the delicate wall of the hole, making it tingle.The pleasure became more and more intense, causing Yin Ningjiao to gasp repeatedly, and the water under her body became more and more continuous.

Yin Chenyang was addicted to it, and Yin Ning felt that he had probably forgotten about painting, or that he was just using it to let her lick the wetness in such a shameful position.

But when the climax came, her pussy contracted and twitched. After Yin Chenyang swallowed the overflowing wetness, he finally let her go.

He took the inkstone on one side and placed it under Yin Ning’s flower door. He peeled off her flowered lips and let the remaining wetness drip into the inkstone.

“Brother, don’t you need to polish your pen?”

“Who said it’s polishing the pen? Didn’t I just say polishing the ink?”

Yin Ning reached out and reached for the ink stick on the side, but Yin Chenyang ignored it and took out a new ink stick from the drawer.

It was a cylindrical ink stick. It was not as exquisite as other royal ones. It didn’t even have any carvings. It was very simple. Apart from being thicker than ordinary ink sticks, it looked nothing new.

Yin Chenyang wiped the ink stick and inserted it into Yin Ning’s pussy. Most of it was exposed, right above the inkstone.

“Ning Ning, clamp it tight, help my brother grind the ink.”

“Huh?” It turned out that the round ink stick was taken to facilitate the insertion of the acupuncture point. If it were not for the jet black strip, it would have looked like a small jade sign. Yin Ning pursed her lips and snorted.

Although the ink strip is much thinner than Yushi, it is wider than two fingers. It is not difficult to pinch it, but it is painful for Yin Ning to push it.

At this moment, Yin Ning’s pussy was already overflowing with wetness. I don’t know if the ink strip was new and had not yet been opened. There was a layer of slippery stuff on the surface, as if it was coated with paste, and it was stained with sticky honey. It seemed like it was oiled. It fell down when pushed, and almost slipped out of the pussy.

Yin Ning hurriedly tried to help her with her hands, but Yin Chenyang stopped her: “No hands allowed.”

“But it’s so slippery that it’s about to fall out.”

“Has Ning Ning’s pussy really been fucked loose? In the past, even the thinnest brush could be clamped.”

“Humph, Ning Ning’s pussy is not loose. She takes good care of it every day.” Yin Ning pouted her little mouth in anger, but she also remembered the game of writing with a pen before…

Thinking of this, Yin Ning finally discovered the difference. She sat down again and took half of the thick and long ink stick into her pussy. This time she was finally able to bite it without falling down.Yin Ning maintained this posture, constantly rocking her waist back and forth, but when she lowered her head and looked down, she saw that the water in the ink pool was still clear.

To write with a pen, you only need to touch the paper lightly, but you need to press hard to grind the ink.But the four walls were too slippery. Yin Ning used a little force and swallowed a little of the ink stick. Seeing that most of the ink stick was swallowed, Yin Ning was so anxious that she almost cried.

Looking at his sister’s appearance, Yin Chenyang used the tip of the moistened pen to poke her small flower core. The thin touch was like a needle prick, but not painful. The burrs were irritating, but it was just right. The stimulated flesh wall continued to shrink, tightly holding the ink stick that was mostly contained.

Taking this opportunity, Yin Chenyang held his sister’s butt and rocked it back and forth, and the ink stick slid against the inkstone.The water was the honey from Yin Ning’s body, and it was thicker than ordinary water. With the special ink stick, it didn’t require a lot of force, but it actually produced ink.

Yin Chenyang took a pen and dipped some ink into it. The ink was rich in color and had a refreshing fragrance. It really had an unexpected effect.Time was in a hurry, so he could no longer draw the complicated pattern, so Yin Chenyang drew a picture of an orchid with a few strokes. He went to dip it in ink, but the inkstone was empty.

“Why don’t Ning Ning stop grinding?”

“There’s no water.”

“Who said it? There’s a lot of water on Ning Ning’s body.”

Seeing her brother’s hand reaching out again, Yin Ning suddenly understood that Yin Chenyang was trying to stimulate the wetness in her body again. She finally clamped the ink stick tightly, and if the wetness leaked out again, she might swallow the whole ink stick. The little princess shivered in fear: “No, no, no…”

“Why don’t you want it? Brother, can I help you grind it together?” Yin Chenyang said and climbed up on the table. He smelled the fragrance of his sister’s wetness and watched his sister twisting her pussy. He couldn’t bear it anymore.

She made Yin Ning kneel and raised her little buttocks, and took out the jade plug blocking her back hole. The swollen male penis was squeezed inch by inch into the small pink flesh hole between the two pink buttocks.

Just the kneeling position made the pussy holding the ink stick far away from the desk and unable to reach the inkstone.Yin Chenyang took the books stacked on one side and set up the inkstone at a height just right for the bottom of the ink stick to touch the inkstone.

Yin Chenyang grabbed the smooth buttocks and began to thrust. The buttocks were constantly being rubbed during the thrusting, and the small butt crack was stretched open. Seeing his own hardness constantly moving in and out of the small anus, the man’s movements became even more crazy.

The fierce fucking seemed to smash the back hole. The intestinal juice flooding out of the anus was mixed with Yin Chenyang’s semen just now. The cock squeezed the juice out and spurted out, flowing forward along the flower seam and dripping into the inkstone, adding two new ingredients.

Yin Ning’s little body was shaking back and forth as the man hit her. The cock kept hitting the ink stick in the pussy next door through a thin film. The edge of the glans scraped the tender meat of the intestinal wall, which made Yin Ning extremely stimulated. The front hole was clamped hard, and the ink stick kept sliding on the ink stone during the impact.

This posture is exciting and novel.The table squeaked as it was hit, coupled with Yin Ning’s high and low moans, it was simply the most beautiful swan song.

“Ah…ah…I can’t help it…the table is going to collapse…” Yin Ning cried out in confusion.

Yin Chenyang was angry and funny. He originally thought that his sister said she couldn’t do it because he was fucking her, but it turned out that she was afraid that the table would collapse.

But yes, although the table is not small, it is not suitable for sleeping. The weight of the two of them falls on the table, which is probably too much to bear. Moreover, they are fucking so fiercely that the thin corners of the table are already shaking, and I am afraid that if they continue for a while, they will really collapse.

Not caring about studying ink, Yin Chenyang jumped off the desk, pulled out the ink stick from Yin Ning’s pussy, and threw it aside. He helped his sister get off the desk and let her lie on the table with her butt protruding. The meat pillars that had just been separated for a moment felt like they hadn’t seen each other for a long time. They couldn’t wait to squeeze into the back hole and start fucking.

Their sanity was burned away, and only overwhelming lust remained in their hearts.

The fucking was still going on, and the lewd sounds were unconcealed. At this moment, a figure appeared at the gate where the attendants had been driven away. Following the sound, he curiously approached the inner courtyard.