0061 The back seat of the car won't be light (h)

Song Ning knelt on the central armrest, her buttocks raised high, her pink buds blooming under Shen Yuxiu's burning gaze.

Song Ning hadn't felt embarrassed before, but now that Shen Yuxiu had exposed her, she felt her blood rushing to her face, making her face flush.

She suddenly had a change of heart and tried to back away using both her hands and feet, but found that her body was stuck in the middle and she could not move.

It wasn't because she was fat, but because the people behind her wouldn't let her pass.

Shen Yuxiu sat in the back seat, supporting her buttocks with his hands to prevent her from backing up. Song Ning turned around and said regretfully, "I'm not doing it anymore."

This is so shameful! Especially with him looking at her, she felt like her aching vulva was being burned through by his gaze.

"Then step back."

Shen Yuxiu released one hand and came to her wet flower, wiping away a drop of water with his thumb and stuffing it into her throbbing opening.

Seeing that Song Ning didn't move, he said again, "Not coming out? Then I'll continue."

Shen Yuxiu rotated his thumb, massaging her tender bud along with the water inside.

Song Ning's eyes were hazy and misty. She parted her red lips slightly, her breath sweet and fragrant, and a tingling pleasure spread down her spine.

She simply couldn't resist him like that.

Gazing at the trembling, excited buttocks before him, Shen Yuxiu's eyes darkened, and a thirst washed over him.

He used to be unable to accept kissing such a private place, but as soon as he saw her, he felt this desire and wanted to imprint his scent on every part of her.

After kneading her fingers for several minutes, Shen Yuxiu withdrew his wet hand, parted her rounded breasts, lifted her buttocks, and covered her honey-scented vulva with his lips.

His warm, moist lips sucked on her tender flesh, his tongue scooped up a drop of dew, and probed into her flower core, licking it in circles.

A hazy, pleasurable sensation surged through her brain. Song Ning arched her back, closed her eyes in bliss, and moaned as she enjoyed the teasing of his tongue inside her.

The soft tongue probed into her passage, licking the soft flesh above her, and after a while, it forcefully thrust into her clitoris, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, in and out.

"Mmm..." Song Ning felt as if her body was melting into a gummy candy, itchy and hot, and her moans were tinged with soft sobs.

"Brother...it feels so good...faster..." Song Ning swayed her hips and cried as she begged him.

Shen Yuxiu swallowed the spring water that flowed out of her mouth. Following her wishes, he pressed his tongue against the soft flesh around her, circling inside her little hole. When she couldn't bear being licked and her whole body trembled, he began to thrust rapidly.

"Ah..." His tongue was penetrating her flower sac faster and faster, and the intense pleasure rushed to her head, making Song Ning's scalp tingle. She tensed her insteps, curled her toes, and kept moaning. After another penetration, her waist arched and she screamed as she reached orgasm.

Shen Yuxiu withdrew his tongue, his lips covered in her love juice. He wiped away the droplets that had dripped down his chin, his eyes unfathomable: "Come here."

Song Ning got out and lay down in the back seat, saying exhaustedly, "I'm so tired, I don't want to do it anymore."

"..."

For a moment, only the deep bass music echoed in the car.

This can't be blamed on Song Ning. She had already exhausted most of her energy today, and then she had three orgasms in a row. No matter how much she liked doing this with him, she couldn't overcome the exhaustion from physical depletion.

Unfortunately, the person who was determined to do it again did not want it to end. Shen Yuxiu put on a condom, spread her legs, and raised her buttocks: "Don't move."

After saying that, Shen Yuxiu entered her body and began to slowly thrust in and out.

He moved slowly and with little force, but the damp stray hairs under his forehead revealed how hard he was enduring it.

Song Ning had one bare leg hanging off the seat, while her other leg was draped over Shen Yuxiu's waist. Every time he entered her, her two full breasts would sway slightly, creating alluring waves of white flesh that stimulated his visual nerves and made him even more excited.

She had no idea how lethal her appearance was to men.

Song Ning's flower heart was wide open, the delicate flower red and wet, greedily and laboriously devouring his genitals, each entry and exit bringing out more fluid.

The black leather chair was covered in her sweat, which reflected off it and made her skin, which was lightly sweaty, look even more supple.

A refreshing floral fragrance wafted from her, mixed with a sweet scent, teasing his senses and making him want to make her even hotter and wetter.

Song Ning leaned against the car window, meeting his murderous gaze. An unbearable itch spread throughout her body, and she wanted him to help her put out the fire.

She couldn't help but sway her hips, rising and falling with the speed of his thrusts.

His scrotum slapped against her tender vulva, making a "slap slap" sound, and the noise grew louder and louder with each increasingly rapid thrust.

In the vast wilderness, the car vibrated rapidly like a spring, making a loud creaking and shaking sound that was amplified and echoed by the wind.

Shen Yuxiu leaned down, took Song Ning's slightly parted lips into his mouth, and probed her mouth with his tongue, stirring her saliva. He swayed his hips and thrust heavily into her vagina.

When she tasted a faint, sweet flavor in her mouth, Song Ning remembered that he had just kissed her there, and her body felt even hotter.

She lifted her fallen foot, hooked it around Shen Yuxiu's rapidly moving waist, and let out a seductive, sweet moan.

"Brother... be gentle... be gentle..." Song Ning felt like she was about to fall apart from the impact, and she called out to him helplessly.

Shen Yuxiu raised his upper body, grabbed her breasts, and kneaded them hard. His penis showed no signs of lessening, and he squeezed out a hoarse voice through his teeth: "It won't lessen."

"Ugh..." Song Ning's eyes welled up with tears. She could only helplessly hook her ankles and let Shen Yuxiu enter her body more and more intensely each time.

An overwhelming pleasure descended from above, making her body tremble with ecstasy, her vagina tightly gripping and contracting the massive object that was moving in and out.

Just as she was about to climax again, Shen Yuxiu suddenly spread her legs, pulled his waist back, and withdrew his penis.

His juices were still clinging to the penis, and water dripped slowly from the head, forming long strands. Song Ning looked at him with dazed eyes, confused, not understanding why he wanted to leave.

"Don't go too fast, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back." Shen Yuxiu inserted his fingers into her vagina, prolonging her pleasure.

Song Ningyin murmured, "Can't help what?"

"I can't resist wanting it one more time."

Each time she climaxed, it felt like countless tight little mouths biting fast and tightly, so pleasurable that she didn't want to stop.

Song Ning smiled slyly and seductively. She removed his hand, turned over, knelt on the chair, and turned her buttocks toward Shen Yuxiu: "Then give it a try."

Before Song Ning could even feel smug for a second, her buttocks were grabbed by Shen Yuxiu, and his hot, hard penis plunged into her wetness, penetrating her completely.

Song Ning let out a soft cry. He entered too quickly and too fiercely. After only a dozen or so thrusts, her sensitive little hole couldn't withstand the stimulation and she trembled as she reached orgasm.

"You still have the energy to flirt with people? So it's okay to do it again, right?"

Shen Yuxiu withdrew part of his penis and thrust it deep inside her.

Song Ning was knocked against the car window by him, her breasts pressed against the cold glass like squeezed balloons, her waist arched into a small basin, and her buttocks sticking up high, looking incredibly seductive.

Shen Yuxiu's eyes were deep and dark. He panted heavily as he dragged her hips over and thrust his waist forward, pounding into the depths of her trembling flower like a pile driver.

Song Ning's body was burning hot, and a few beads of sweat fell from her snow-white bare back, sliding down her spine to her nipple. One hand grabbed it, pinching and gently rubbing and pulling at the wet droplet.

The flesh of her buttocks behind her was slapped red by the man's lower abdomen, and her spasming vaginal canal felt both hot and stinging from the rubbing.

Shen Yuxiu, panting heavily, lay on top of Song Ning, kneading her breasts with both hands and thrusting his lower body into her buttocks, the speed and force becoming increasingly out of control.

The ambiguous "slap slap" sound stimulated their nerves, their blood surged, and the tingling current in their spines, along with the soul-deep impact, numbed their entire bodies, bringing boundless pleasure and placing them on a cloud of ecstasy.

For more than forty minutes, the entire car was filled with the increasingly unrestrained smells and panting of the two.

Another knotted condom fell to the ground. Only then did Shen Yuxiu pull up his soaking wet pants, grab some tissues from the front seat, and clean up the marks on both of them.