107 | (One Hundred and Six) What if I just like field battles? H

Xie Qingyan's moans, almost reaching the clouds, were both charming and seductive, making Su Xingmao's heart burn and his throat parched.

His dark eyes welled up with tears, and he took a deep breath.

The girl's body convulsed incessantly, her acupoint muscles tensing and relaxing, spurting out a pleasurable stream of heat that poured over the penis.

His penis was being squeezed repeatedly by the contracting muscles of her vagina during orgasm, making his temples throb with pleasure. His breathing became heavier, and he could no longer hold back. He leaned down and bit her earlobe: "How about I shoot inside your little kitten's hole?"

"...Okay...shoot it all into my pussy, little kitten...want to eat master's semen..."

His heart softened, and he kissed the small whorl of hair on the top of her head that he had ruffled: "Good girl."

"The kitten is so well-behaved."

He lifted the girl's legs high, thrusting his penis deep inside her, pounding against her entrance with almost frenzied force. Countless high-frequency impacts splattered white foam, and the urge to ejaculate was imminent...

A body still sensitive from an orgasm is especially sensitive; even the slightest stimulation can cause a huge ripple effect.

Moreover, with such intense fucking, Xie Qingyan was so overwhelmed with pleasure that he felt like his soul was about to fly away. His upper body was completely out of control, swaying wildly, and his whole body was leaning forward and backward.

Until his waist and abdomen were pressed down by strong hands, his glans entered the cervix, and a large amount of thick semen was violently shot into the uterus.

Large gushes of liquid, slightly cooler than body temperature, poured out, causing Xie Qingyan's eyes to glaze over and her to scream. In her daze, she thought she had been filled up.

...

Just as I was climbing to the top, a beam of flashlight beam swept overhead.

Xie Qingyan cowered and tried to hide, but the person on top of her reacted even more quickly, covering her mouth with their hand, grabbing the girl around the waist, and turning away into the shadows.

The security guard's swaying figure flashed past the window, and the beam of light swept from one classroom to the next—it was a routine inspection.

Xie Qingyan's heart was about to jump out of her chest. The intense excitement almost made her forget that Su Xingmao hadn't been pulled out of her body yet.

She elbowed him in the chest: "Get out of here."

The genitals slowly withdrew from the passage, the opening of the vagina, which had been ravaged into a fleshy hole, was stretched to its limit and could not be closed at all. Streams of semen gushed out from the opening, and the beautiful labia were pitifully turned outwards. The clitoris was already swollen, and several petals were covered with sticky, thick white liquid.

It looks like a truly depraved and utterly humiliating mess.

"...You shot so much again."

It feels so sticky and uncomfortable.

Su Xingmao stared intently at that spot of hers, almost lost in thought.

Xie Qingyan wondered if he really had some serious illness.

Why do you always watch for so long?

Xie Qingyan closed her legs, refusing to let him see.

She discovered more than once that Su Xingmao would be unwilling to pull out after ejaculating. Even after reluctantly withdrawing, he would look at her flower hole, which was filled with semen and could not be closed at all, with his dark, deep and gloomy eyes.

He remained silent and refused to explain why, so Xie Qingyan could only maliciously guess that he must have a sex fetish.

One hand was placed between the legs, preventing the legs from closing.

What are you doing?

"Clean the kitten up."

Su Xingmao took out a wet wipe, his lowered brows revealing a hint of regret, and carefully wiped away the semen from her. The boy's movements were extremely slow, as if he wanted to prolong the time he could appreciate her, deliberately taking his time and not giving her a quick end to it...

Xie Qingyan strongly suspected that Su Xingmao was deliberately tormenting her. During the wiping process, he would occasionally hook his fingers into the tender flesh that couldn't close, insert a finger, and poke around inside. He said he was helping her get the semen out, but after a few moments, his fingers started moving in and out of her rosy vulva on their own.

Xie Qingyan felt a tingling sensation all over his body again, and quickly pressed his hand down to stop him from moving.

He added seriously, "It takes one squirt from a kitten to flush out all the semen."

"Or is it that the kitten wants to hold its owner's semen inside its vagina the whole time?"

...Actually, it's not impossible. Her stomach was slightly swollen and distended from the semen, but thinking about it made her feel better... Xie Qingyan gritted her teeth and stopped.

Damn it, he must have given her an aphrodisiac. Every time I hear him say it, my lower abdomen automatically heats up, and wave after wave of heat rushes out of my vagina.

I'm so annoyed! This is so frustrating!

Seeing her conflicted expression, Su Xingmao understood. He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, saying that he would help the kitten get it out first, and then shoot it into the kitten when they got back. He would definitely fill the kitten's pussy with semen, and then plug it with his penis all night so that the kitten could eat its fill of semen before sleeping.

Xie Qingyan's face burned red: "...Shut up! I never wanted to eat semen...or block it all night or anything like that, it's impossible! You're not allowed to fantasize about me..."

He smiled without saying a word, his two fingers curled upwards, poking at her familiar sensitive spot... which made her unable to hold back and spit out vaginal fluid again.

After she held his hand and groaned and climaxed again, he finally cleaned up.

After their affair ended, they hid under the podium, sitting side by side.

In the dead of winter, their breaths were white as they spoke, yet their foreheads were drenched in sweat, and their black hair clung haphazardly to their still-rosy cheeks.

Xie Qingyan tilted her head to the side and leaned limply against the boy's shoulder.

In the quiet of the night, we nestled together.

Sparse shadows fell on their faces outside the window, obscuring their expressions, and the air of desire dissipated faintly.

In the stillness of the night, the world may seem far away, but the heart feels close.

The only sounds in the air were their heartbeats and breaths, loud and clear.

Xie Qingyan, supporting herself on the floor tiles, slowly moved towards the boy, crawling like a snail.

Before their fingers even touched, the fabric rustled as it collided. Before Su Xingmao could look down, Xie Qingyan swiftly hooked his little finger around hers, like a vine growing around her finger bone.

She looked up and saw Su Xingmao turning around to look at her.

The boy's eyes were clear and bright, reflecting the image of her blushing face. Xie Qingyan glared back domineeringly: "What are you looking at? Can't I hold your hand?"

He shook his head, his gaze fixed on their interlocked little fingers.

It remained unchanged for a long time.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Sure, you can hold my hand for as long as you want."

Along with the sound came the warmth of a hand clasped in return.

Xie Qingyan's eyelashes trembled. She stretched out her fingers in his palm and compared them. Su Xingmao's hand was so big, the back of his hand was much wider than hers, but there was not much flesh. His five fingers were distinct and his bones were very prominent.

No wonder... it went in so deep when I inserted it into her vagina. The slightly jagged joints at the knuckles always managed to brush against her sensitive spots just right. Her face got even hotter. But really, they were beautiful and fair, slender and long, perfect for fingering.

No, why did she think of this again?!

Xie Qingyan forced herself to stop her random thoughts and reached out to touch his palm.

The lines on her palm were very clear, like the rings of a tree, with each rough line slightly raised, feeling a bit grainy and gritty to the touch. Her palm was also very warm, like a hot water bottle soothing her.

As those broad, warm hands passed through her fingers and gripped her tightly, she felt an inexplicable sense of peace.

The girl's restless fingers moved erratically under his palm, touching the boy's tiger's mouth and rubbing the old bite mark.

The girl's hands were very soft, and as she touched him like that... his skin felt a little itchy, like insects crawling over it, and Su Xingmao's eyes deepened.

Xie Qingyan exclaimed in surprise, "It's still here after all this time?"

Su Xingmao nodded: "Yes, it's always been here."

Was he referring to the teeth marks she left, or to himself?

Looking into his dark, inky eyes, time seemed to stand still, and Xie Qingyan's heart skipped a beat.

…It’s so strange, being watched by him and holding his hand makes me more nervous than when we’re making love.

The two sat side by side. Xie Qingyan kept glancing out of her eyes, secretly observing the boy's handsome profile. For some reason, she suddenly remembered the scene when he covered her mouth and she hurriedly dodged away. They really looked like they were having an affair.

The rough touch of his fingers seemed to still linger on her lips.

Xie Qingyan raised her hand to touch her mouth, and a smile slowly crept onto her face. She blinked and asked him, "Hey, Su Xingmao, was that exciting?"

Su Xingmao nodded and said, "It's very exciting."

She then asked him if he liked it.

Su Xingmao said he liked it, paused for a moment, then reached out to tuck a stray hair behind her ear and said gently that she shouldn't do that again.

Xie Qingyan scoffed at his hypocritical behavior: "What are you pretending to be, this gentleman? You pull up your pants, and then you start reflecting and saying you can't? Who was that guy who just ejaculated so much?"

But thinking about it, it makes sense. If she hadn't tempted him first, Su Xingmao might not have done something so daring.

…It was him.

Su Xingmao was speechless for a moment before finally asking, "Do you like making love outside of your home? Is it more comfortable that way?"

"Aren't you happy?"

"It's great, but I want to protect the kitten." Su Xingmao lowered his head, his finger bones secretly hooking her long hair that fell over her shoulders, wrapping it around his fingertips. "It's too dangerous outside."

It was also very dirty and unclean.

Su Xingmao frowned; he didn't want his kitten to get dirty from anything other than himself.

His expression was so serious, so earnest. Xie Qingyan wasn't particularly interested in this kind of play, but she really wanted to tease this idiot. Her big eyes darted around: "If I just like..."

She leaned against him, close to him, her red lips pressed against his ear as she whispered, her breath hot: "Want to have sex in the field?"

He raised his eyebrows defiantly: "Do you dare?"

Under the dim moonlight, the white jade ears appeared visibly red.

He suddenly turned his face, his nose brushing against her mouth, and almost pressed against hers, their hot breaths mingling in the air.

He asked seriously, "Are you telling the truth?"