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    The flesh of the nipples was soft and delicious. Song Weiyang licked it until he was all hot. He kissed all the way down Ji Ning’s waist, buried his face in the base of her legs and took a deep breath. The faint special smell made him even more excited.

    Ji Ning’s legs were pressed tightly together and twisted, and then Song Weiyang inserted his palm into them and spread them apart.He opened her hip-covering skirt and saw the petite rose-red panties wrapped in black high-transparent stockings. He was so excited that he breathed rapidly. He couldn’t wait to open her legs, put them directly on the outside of the stockings and took a sip of Ji Ning’s juice.

    Ji Ning took one look and immediately raised her head. She was so excited by the lewd scene that she shuddered and squeezed out a splash of water.

    Song Weiyang stood up, held the back of Ji Ning’s head with one hand and pressed her to kiss her. The other hand squeezed into her underwear and stirred it quickly, causing a slight squeaking sound there.

    Ji Ning couldn’t bear it anymore, so she avoided Song Weiyang’s lips and cried softly: “Don’t touch it, don’t touch it, can you just do it right? I want it…”

    Separated from them by a wall, Qin Yanshu’s body trembled when she heard these coquettish and charming words asking for sex, and an evil fire surged in her body.

    He’s mood is unspeakably complicated, but his lower body is swelling and aching uncontrollably.

    In my heart, I hope that the person next to Ji Ning is he, and the person touching her, licking her, and fucking her is he.But in fact, he is standing here and will not even interrupt them.

    Because it sounded like Qin Yanshu could feel Ji Ning’s happiness and relaxation, and felt that she was now enjoying herself, taking the initiative to ask for sex.

    In the ancient sandbox, Ji Ning, who had lost her memory, had taken the initiative towards him. However, even though she had lost her memory, she was still not very open-minded in front of him.

    Next door, I heard the noise and heard that they had changed their positions. The two of them were one behind the other, and the atmosphere was heated.

    Qin Yanshu’s narrow phoenix eyes were lowered, and the sharp lines at the corners of his lips were silent for a moment, but he smiled slightly.

    Then he opened the door gently and walked out, as if he had never been here before.

    Webcast barrage:

    “Beautiful Qin left the scene sadly, I feel so sad.”

    “Why is he laughing? His laughter is heartbreaking.”

    “If this is a romantic drama, Ningshu Line will have a BE ending here.”

    “It’s a pity that this is a pornographic game. The more you torture me now, the harder you will fuck me later.”

    “Commonly known as ‘Old Qin sheds tears, Ji Ning pays the bill'”

    The two people, who were immersed in love, did not hear this slight movement.

    Song Weiyang took off his jacket and placed it on the toilet seat. He supported one of Ji Ning’s legs and knelt on it. He held his round and straight buttocks and rubbed them. He made Ji Ning sway her hips with him and arched her body to rub against his private parts.

    The buttocks stretch out the black stockings until only a little color is left, revealing the tender white buttocks flesh, which looks extremely sexy because it is covered with a hazy layer.

    Song Weiyang couldn’t help but leaned over and kissed it, sucking and teasing it everywhere.

    He didn’t stop until he made Ji Ning cry and gasp.

    His fingers clasped the sides of her stockings and underwear and pulled them hard to the crook of her legs, releasing her already overflowing vagina.

    Ji Ning felt like she had changed. It was inconvenient everywhere in such a cramped space. The thing supporting her was still a toilet seat, but she was so excited that her legs were shaking.

    Song Weiyang’s behavior also became rough, not as gentle, meticulous and thoughtful as before, but his simple actions pushed her to the ultimate peak again and again.

    The hot cock was covered with wetness and eagerly squeezed into her body.

    The meat rod was just like Song Weiyang, astonishingly hard, hot, and filled with the arrogance of a young man. It was pushed from the shallow and sensitive part of the hole all the way to the bottom. It was pressed on the itchy flesh and massaged until Ji Ning’s waist was numb, and there were waves of tenderness down there.

    Seeing that Ji Ning was so happy that she could no longer kneel down, Song Weiyang helped her stand up, hugged her leg and hooked it back on his thigh. The two of them were stuck together like a pushcart, standing and fucking fiercely.

    Song Weiyang’s pubic bone hit Ji Ning’s meaty buttocks and trembled non-stop. He looked down at the scene and felt his throat was tight. He gasped lightly and pushed up his waist to penetrate deeper and faster.

    With such intense penetration, Ji Ning could feel Song Weiyang creating an afterimage behind her.

    She was so stimulated that her whole body became hot, and the almost unbearable pleasure made her both obsessed with enjoyment and so intolerable that she wanted to escape.

    The body that was gradually leaning forward was noticed by the enthusiastic puppy behind him. He stopped like a punishment and pulled out a little bit to press it against Ji Ning’s G-spot and rub it slowly.

    He reached forward with his hand, rubbed Ji Ning’s chest, then moved up to support her neck, bringing her to lean against his chest.

    “Why are you running? Isn’t this possible?” Song Weiyang asked softly, his hoarse voice making people itch from the ears to the heart.

    Then he smiled softly and added: “Is it time yet? Then refill the glass and get another two hundred dollars.”

    Ji Ning felt like crying when he slowly rubbed her, and wanted to laugh when he said this.After humming for a while, his body started shaking, and he couldn’t help but shrink inward.

    “Well…” Song Weiyang was pinched by her and almost lost his grip. He rubbed his buttocks to make her relax, then he hugged her and turned around, pressing Ji Ning against the wall and fucking her while standing.

    Ji Ning couldn’t scream, biting her lips and whimpering. She finally found some space in her blank head, and thought to herself that Song Weiyang was particularly aggressive today. He was not the familiar little puppy at all, but a crazy wolf dog.

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    It’s too late to start typing today, so I’ll close first

    I received a suggestion from a reader who said he wanted to watch barrages, and try to write as many barrages as possible in the future.

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