090 | (Eighty-nine) Ejaculation of urine H. View with caution.

After a few moments of silence, he asked again, "Is it okay?"

Xie Qingyan was speechless, her voice still trembling with a coquettish charm as she scolded, "Did you agree when I said no?"

Su Xingmao carefully examined her face, then looked up, using a few fingers as a comb to gently comb her loose, disheveled hair from her temples back, straightening her bangs. He then took a damp tissue and wiped away the fine beads of sweat before nodding and saying, "If the kitten doesn't want to, I won't do it."

"Who are you kidding?" Xie Qingyan snuggled into his arms, snorting through her nose. He was full of lies, but she didn't believe him. "I want you to stay away from me, why won't you listen?"

Su Xingmao lowered his eyes and looked at the girl who was lazily enjoying his patting on the back. Her eyebrows were relaxed and her eyes were narrowed into crescent shapes, and she looked very content.

Xie Qingyan seemed completely unaware; she had already leaned into his chest, which he kept calling her "you rascal," like a boneless vine, relying entirely on him for growth.

“I only make things that kittens like,” Su Xingmao said confidently, resting his chin on her shoulder. “Kittens also want to be dirty by their owners.”

As they spoke, a gust of hot air blew in, making Xie Qingyan's face burn.

"His face turned red just talking about it; the kitten was clearly excited."

"Nonsense!" Xie Qingyan shouted, raising her eyelids to glare at him, her bones standing on end, her body straightening: "You...you're filthy..."

She would never think of that.

His reserved eyes looked down, his hand caressing her slightly swollen belly, pressing down. Her labia, still containing a semi-erect penis, trembled, and a large amount of thick fluid was released from the opening. In the blink of an eye, specks of thick white semen soaked the folds of her thighs.

The boy's eyes were deep as he raised his finger and rubbed it together: "The kitten swallowed so much semen."

Xie Qingyan gripped his arms with both hands, her legs pressed together in discomfort, and a groan escaped her lips.

"Don't push, it's so full." She pushed him, panting.

"The kitten's hole is so hot, I really want to keep it inside and block out all the semen and urine, is that okay?" That face, which was usually indifferent and devoid of emotion, looked at her and said in a flat voice.

"You're dreaming."

Pervert.

"Your shoulders are shaking so badly, are you scared or looking forward to it?"

"Get lost, I have no expectations." Even her breath was scalding hot.

She spat out the word, but in her heart she thought... Could urine really be poured in? The stronger sensation of the water flowing in than ejaculation would wash her clitoris and vaginal openings wet, wouldn't it?

Xie Qingyan bit her lip.

Su Xingmao looked at the peony covered in dew, his genitals vaguely showing signs of swelling. He frowned in annoyance; it was already red and swollen from being fucked. It pitifully opened its mouth, and it was very difficult to hold him in. He couldn't do it anymore.

The boy looked away with regret, trying to suppress his excitement, and whispered in her ear, "Spread your legs and let your master pee in, okay?"

Su Xingmao was asking her a question, but Xie Qingyan felt as if she were being seduced by him. Her ear was being sucked and held in his mouth, his passionate tongue twisting her earlobe and rolling it over and over. The boy's voice was so low, carrying a sticky, breathy sound that lingered around her.

Xie Qingyan was confused by what he was being told and inevitably succumbed to temptation.

She gritted her teeth, turned her head away in embarrassment, but her hands obediently spread her thighs wider, causing the tender red petals to bloom layer by layer, glistening with drops of dew, making her incomparably beautiful.

The boy slowly pulled his penis out, and Xie Qingyan let out a soft groan.

The next instant, Su Xingmao's brows relaxed. He half-held his genitals, and a strong jet of water was aimed at the bulging clitoris and the open, unclosed orifice, pouring over it like a sudden sun shower. The hot, scalding water was fierce and powerful. The delicate petals were immediately soaked, and a few tender red petals trembled in the rain. Xie Qingyan screamed in surprise from the heat and shivered all over.

He was right.

She liked it very much.

Just by urinating on the outside, he felt so good that he almost had an orgasm.

Then, when you ejaculate inside, the urine washes over the vaginal opening, filling the most hidden part of her cavity, mixing with the semen.

Xie Qingyan would like it more, wouldn't she?

Su Xingmao was certain that it wasn't enough for the labia to be soaked with urine; the kitten's trembling body wanted even worse and more excessive treatment.

"Kitty, open your hole a little wider, and pee all in, okay?"

Xie Qingyan reacted strongly; she was so stimulated that she couldn't bear it. Her mouth opened, her chest heaved violently, and she gasped for breath, "Mmm..."

This is a message of agreement.

He took her hand and together they pried open the gradually closing opening, revealing the wet, red fleshy hole. He thrust his penis inside, and Xie Qingyan had no time to adjust. In an instant, a sense of invasion and assault far more intense than during ejaculation surged forth, like a torrent of urine mercilessly pouring into the opening.

The torrent poured in.

Xie Qingyan's hands clenched in the air, trembling uncontrollably. His eyes were dull and glazed, and he was uttering soft sobs.

"Oh dear... so many, too many... it's full, it's already full... there's no more room."

Physiological tears welled up in her eyes; she cried, the sobbing and pleasure mingling on her lips...

It was very full, and mixed bodily fluids kept overflowing.

How could she... just like that, like a kettle, filled to the brim with urine by Su Xingmao?

They even felt a sense of pleasure from the extremely dissolute and shameful behavior.

Xie Qingyan found it hard to accept.

After urinating, Su Xingmao embraced her. Cui Wei's body was like a mountain encircling a spring. They embraced quietly. Mountains and water are always the most perfect match.

His genitals, like cork, filled the tight passage. He patted the girl's back with both hands and kissed away her tears: "Little cat did a really good job. A little cat who honestly faces her desires. Great job, little cat."

The gentle coaxing only made Xie Qingyan cry even more unrestrainedly, like a spoiled child, grabbing an outlet for her emotions and slapping him wildly with both hands: "So annoying, it's all your fault... I'm going to burst."

"I'm sorry, it's all Master's fault." Su Xingmao kissed her forehead, the kisses like a string of beads, falling on the girl's cheeks, ears, and the corners of her eyes, one by one, drop by drop: "The kitten is very good, very obedient, a good child who listens to others."

"Do you know how dirty this is..." she said, pinching his arm awkwardly.

"The kitten isn't dirty at all." Su Xingmao accepted everything she did and smiled gently.

"She is beautiful no matter what she looks like; she is her owner's precious darling."

After being patiently coaxed for a while, she calmed down a little and coldly turned her face away to retort: ​​"I'm not your baby."

Stop trying to glorify yourself.

He seemed not to hear her, staring at her intently without blinking, and said, "I really like kittens."

He gazed at her for a long time, each second like a slow-motion scene, as if time itself slowed down.

Xie Qingyan always says he's dreaming, and if this counts as a dream, he doesn't want to wake up.

Xie Qingyan propped herself up from his embrace, bit his strong shoulder hard, and said fiercely, "You're not allowed to like me without my permission."

Su Xingmao remained silent and quiet for a long time before frowning in distress.

He really wanted to agree, but, "it's too late."

"Xie Qingyan, I don't understand, how can I stop liking you?" Having written so many exam papers, this question is too difficult to answer.

A calm voice, carrying a faint trace of melancholy, swirled in the night breeze and drifted back to Xie Qingyan's ears.

Clutching her heart like a little rabbit, Xie Qingyan closed her eyes. It must be because he was too close to her, leaning against the boy's chest, her skin acting as an amplifier, making his heartbeat disrupt her rhythm.