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    The light in the room has not yet completely dimmed, and the breathing of the two people has not yet subsided. There is still an echo of the intertwined breathing of the two people in the air, mixed with the unique smell of sweat and love fluid, which is ambiguous and strong.

    Still immersed in the afterglow of the climax, he slowly leaned on her and gently kissed her moist forehead and red cheeks.

    Shu Qi was like a cat nesting in the clouds, motionless, just panting gently, her eyes misty and gentle.

    Her fingertips drew meaningless circles on He’s chest. After a while, she slowly raised her face and whispered: “You know…”

    Her voice was very soft, but her tone contained a hint of emotion that was difficult to detect.

    “Actually… I smell… your bed has the scent of a woman…”

    As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Sheng’s body suddenly stiffened.

    He’s hand that was originally on her side tightened slightly, as if he was subconsciously trying to say something, but when he just opened his mouth, Shu Qi suddenly covered his mouth with one hand.

    She didn’t look at he, but just lowered her head, with a few strands of sweat-wet hair hanging down the side of her face, and said in a low voice: “I don’t want to hear…”

    She’s voice was trembling, but her tone seemed to be suppressing some kind of grievance, “I don’t like…I, I want you to smell like me…”

    He looked at her blankly, and before he could react, she exerted force with both feet at the same time, turning him over and pressing him on the bed.

    She put her hands on his chest, and her silky hair fell on his chest. She bit her lip, her eyes shining with unshakable obsession.

    “…I’m going to cover it up.” She bit her lip and her voice was as low as a hum.

    “I want to cover up all those smells…”

    Brother Sheng was stunned and was about to speak, but she lowered her head and kissed him, as if to block all the words he was about to say.

    “Shu…um…um…”

    This kiss was without warning, moist and urgent, with a strong emotion. Her tongue took the initiative to pry open his teeth, sucking his tongue wantonly, greedily asking for his taste.

    And she stroked his chest with her hand, her movements trembling with emotion, all the way down to his still wet and hard penis, and she stroked it casually.

    “Hmm… um…” The two kissed wetly for a while before Shu Qi stood up.

    The familiar giant thing turned red due to her teasing, and pulsated against her inner thigh.

    She slowly moved down, and her hands guided his meat rod to touch her wet pussy again. She was not in a hurry to sit down, but pressed the huge hot rod between her slit, slowly rubbing it back and forth. The wet and slippery love juice stained the glans, and the stimulation made Brother Sheng’s meat column jump.

    “Hey…Dad, do you want it?”

    “Ah…baby…give it to me…”

    Shu Qi’s hips pressed forward slightly, and the glans squeezed into her already wet pussy little by little. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip tightly, “Uh-huh…ah…” She gasped and frowned slightly, but she didn’t stop.

    Brother Sheng watched her slowly devour him. His usually gentle face was now flushed with lust, and suppressed moans escaped from his wet lips. He couldn’t hold it anymore, and stretched his hands towards her waist.

    He wanted to hold her waist, but she held her chest with one hand.

    “Don’t move!” she whispered, her tone a bit strong, but the end of her words was trembling slightly with pleasure.

    “I want… to do it myself…”

    She moved slowly but firmly, and finally took the entire meat rod into her body. The moment the glans penis touched the flower heart, Shu Qi took a breath and paused.

    “Good, so full…” She murmured, her body still trembling a little, but she refused to give in. She pressed her hands tightly on Brother Sheng’s strong chest, her fingertips exerted slight force, and her nails made red marks at that moment.

    “You, don’t let other women leave traces here…” Although the tone was soft, it was a bit stubborn and domineering.

    “…Are you jealous?” he asked in a low voice.

    “I’m not jealous!” she said with a blush.

    As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly moved. Before Brother Sheng could react, he felt the warm and close touch coming from his lower body.

    “Ah…” Brother Sheng was so comfortable that he couldn’t help but moan.

    She held He’s chest with both hands, her whole body trembled slightly, and the corners of her lips opened involuntarily: “Yeah… so, so swollen…”

    While panting, she slowly raised her hips and sat down.

    The rhythm is very slow at first, but with a determination to dominate, she wants to make herself the only smell in this bed and this room.

    “Hmm…ah…well…”

    She sat down, stood up, bit her lip, and moaned.

    Every ups and down is like covering he with a layer of traces belonging to her.

    “Uh…ah…” She gasped softly, holding his chest with both hands, and her fingertips grasped his skin hard. Every time she sank, her breasts swayed slightly, and beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, slid down along the collarbone, and fell on the skin of his chest.

    Brother Sheng looked at her emotional expression and his throat moved slightly. He raised his hand to touch her waist and stabilize her waist, “Don’t force yourself too much…”

    “I’m not forcing it.” She gasped and blushed, “I really… really want to do this.”

    She continued to move up and down, each stroke deeper, with determination and tenderness.

    Her moans became more and more sweet, and a low sound escaped from her throat, caressing every nerve of her like soft down in the quiet room.

    “From now on, the smell of this bed can only be mine…only mine.” She said word by word, her movements became a little tighter and her rhythm was a little faster, as if it was finally no longer just the spread of emotions, but the explosion of lust.

    Shu Qi transitioned from the initial slowness to a steady rhythm, and the rhythm slowly accelerated, like gentle raindrops turning into rapid rainstorms beating on the windowsill.

    Bang, bang…

    The love juice at the intercourse and the semen remaining in the body flowed out one after another with the movement.

    She bit her lip, which was slightly red from her bite. Her body rose and fell on He’s body, moaning and gasping, and the entire space was filled with her voice and body fragrance.

    “Dad…um…”

    “Ah… um… um…” She’s voice became louder and louder, but she still tried hard not to scream too loudly, as if this love would flow away from her fingers if it was too full.

    Brother Sheng looked at her appearance and suddenly reached out to pull her into his arms, hugging her tightly, “Shu Qi…” There was an almost distressing tenderness in his hoarse voice.

    Shu Qi clung to He’s chest, her hands wrapped around He’s neck, her lower body still pulsing.

    Her chest was close to his chest, and with every thrusting, her soft breasts rubbed moist heat against his skin. Their heartbeats seemed to be in conversation, responding to each other’s presence beat after beat.

    “I like this… I like that you can only be held by me…” she whispered, as if she was talking in her sleep.

    Brother Sheng buried his face in her hair and whispered back: “I only belong to you, okay?”

    She didn’t speak, she just leaned down, kissed He’s mouth, and gave the answer to her tongue.

    The kiss was long and deep, and they didn’t break apart until they were both out of breath.

    “Well…” Suddenly Shu Qi’s movements suddenly paused, and then her whole body bent over He’s chest and began to tremble.

    “Uh…ah–!” Her whole body trembled, and the climax swept over her unexpectedly, like a wave that swept away her center of gravity.

    She unconsciously clamped her legs, bent her back, and curled up on Brother Sheng’s chest. Her mouth was slightly open but she couldn’t make a complete sound, only a series of broken gasps and choked sobs.

    “Ah…Dad…”

    She’s body contracted, tightly clamping He’s penis, and the folds of the inner wall tightly covered every inch of the meat rod’s sensitive belt. The warmth and moisture made Brother Sheng unable to control himself.

    “Shu Qi…I want…” He growled, finally unable to hold back anymore, his hands slid from her waist to her buttocks, and pressed deeply. His semen poured out one by one, hotly injected into her body. She was still stuck in the afterglow of the climax, and was forced to moan again by the heat.

    “Uh uh… ah… hum…”

    “…so hot…so much…so full…” She whispered, her forehead pressed against his shoulder, and her whole body collapsed in his arms, like a flower that had exhausted all its strength.

    She’s hair fell on his face, their breaths mixed, and their body temperatures overlapped.

    He could only pant slightly under her, tightly locked by her.

    “Dad…from today on…you can only smell me.” She trembled, as if she had exhausted her last strength, reached out and hugged his cheek, and kissed him deeply.

    She kissed her deeply and softly, and no longer had the desire to ask for anything.

    It is a kind of possession and an oath.

    A kind of love.

    She carved herself into this bed with her body, heart, lips and tongue.

    It is also engraved into his life.

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