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    Xia Wanan pursed her lips. Although her expression was shy, she no longer blushed as easily as before.

    Rufeng helped her up, lifted her long skirt and fixed it at her waist, completely exposing her lower body without wearing underpants, and then squatted down again with her body pressed down.

    Xia Wanyu’s legs were spread on both sides of Qing Huan’s waist. The bottom of her pussy was facing the semi-hard penis. If the wetness dripped down, it would just fall on the meat rod.

    She looked down at the penis that was close at hand, then looked up at Rufeng, and nodded: “Okay.”

    However, Rufeng stood aside and remained motionless. He just looked at Xia Wanyuan and smiled: “Didn’t I say that the princess must do this herself?”

    “What? Me?” Xia Wanan’s eyes widened.

    “Princess, please don’t tell me, you have never committed suicide.” Rufeng lifted her chin and stroked her cheek, with a charming smile on her face.

    That’s just it!Xia Wanan was inexplicably relieved.

    The smile in Rufeng’s eyes was even brighter, but there was a hint of chill, full of cruel chill.

    He didn’t directly let Xia Wanyuan use her pussy to use the penis, because he knew that if he started to masturbate and stimulated the sensitive nerves, once the lust broke out, even if he didn’t say anything, Xia Wanyuan would definitely not be able to help but ask for the meat rod.

    Xia Wanan probably never thought that one day she would shamelessly desecrate herself in front of others.

    The finger came shyly to the entrance of the hole, and the unprovocative lips were dry. The fingertips slid a few times and found the secret hole, and tremblingly inserted the finger bit by bit.

    Compared to the dryness on the outside, the inside is moist. Although there are no obvious water stains, it feels wet to the touch.

    When the finger penetrated a knuckle, Mei’s flesh began to tremble, and Xia Wan’s heart also trembled.

    That feeling made her a little scared.

    During the hesitation, Rufeng reminded from the side: “Princess, you have to hurry up, the grinding and whining may be more uncomfortable.”

    Rufeng’s words also awakened Xia Wanyuan. Yes, it was just to induce the honey, and there was no need to actually penetrate the hole. She pulled out her fingers, moved them up against the seam of the flower, slowly opened the two pink petals, and touched the fleshy core at the top.

    She twisted gently and slowly. Compared to the first time when she was young and ignorant, now she has thrown away her shame. Her fingers kept moving, teasing the sensitive body.

    The core of the flower began to feel hot, and she couldn’t help but feel a little sore and numb. Soon, a surge of joy and beauty rushed to her lower body. Her legs tightened unconsciously, and her lower abdomen tightened. With a lingering cry, a nectar rushed out of the flower grotto.

    However, the honey water was flowing against the base of her legs, but it did not drip down to the penis beneath her.

    The body’s desire emerged with self-indulgence. Without Rufeng saying anything, Xia Wanyuan stretched out two fingers, took the initiative to open her lips, and twisted her waist to help the wetness flow out smoothly.

    Drop by drop, honey water fell like rain, pouring on the penis.

    Just like flowers and trees that have been dry for a long time encountering rain, the semi-soft penis slowly stood upright. The raised penis was getting closer to the hole. As long as Xia Wansheng’s legs were weak and she couldn’t sit still, she was afraid that she would be inserted in.

    Rufeng stared at the hole, waiting for the moment when the flesh would meet, but Xia Wanyuan put her palm flat against the hole, sealing the entrance.

    Rufeng raised the corners of his eyes, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry. However, before he could speak, Xia Wanshan wiped her little hand against the flower seam, turned down her palm that was stained with semen, and actually held Qinghuan’s meat rod again.

    At this time, the meat rod was already erect, and it was held up high without any support. She crossed her palms, held the thick one, and started to fuck it again.

    The originally dry strokes became smoother with the moistness of the liquid. The transparent liquid stuck to threads during the friction, and then was pushed and kneaded into white, making a sound of stirring.

    For an ordinary man in such a state, even if he was unconscious, his semen would be squeezed out. However, although Qing Huan was erect, he still refused to ejaculate.

    “If you don’t cum, why don’t you cum!”

    “Slave, come and take a look.” Rufeng leaned down and brushed his palm on Qing Huan’s face. He wore long sleeves to cover his body. Xia Wanyuan didn’t see it. He put a porcelain bottle under Qing Huan’s nose and let him smell it. “I think it’s almost done. Princess may as well rub the glans.”

    Her head was a little swollen and her vision was a little blurry, but the desire became clearer and clearer, without any teasing, and the wetness actually flowed down again.

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