Small waterfall (h)
Her body was flipped over and she was kneeling on the sofa with her legs spread apart. Her buttocks were lifted up, and her vulva, which had just experienced an orgasm, was so red that it was juicy.
The small, bulging spring gushed forth nectar, slowly overflowing.
His large palm pressed down on her lower back, and her penis popped out of her underwear, hard and erect, with semen overflowing from the tip, glistening.
He pulled the condom all the way up, pinched her slender waist, and rubbed it into her little hole, hitting her erect clitoris. A gush of fluid overflowed and flowed onto his glans.
Chen Rancheng tensed his abdomen, clenched his teeth, and guided his penis inside. The wet, moist vaginal opening tightly enveloped him, leaving no room for air.
After successfully inserting themselves, both of them let out a sigh.
After the climax, her vagina was tight and sensitive, sucking on his penis in waves, making him breathe rapidly with pleasure.
Chen Rancheng began to slowly thrust inside, gradually increasing the speed. Shen Tinghe's shoulders sank down, revealing her beautiful shoulder and neck lines, and her buttocks bumped back in response.
Chen Rancheng became increasingly adept, using nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, accurately hitting her sensitive spots and making her gasp for breath.
Her knees were rubbed white and red from the blanket on the sofa, and her pert buttocks were pink from the constant slapping and bumping.
The continuous, frenzied thrusting caused Chen Tinghe to repeatedly fall forward, "Ah... um... slow..." The thrusting was too fast, and the penis slipped out of her tender vagina, covered in a layer of honey-like fluid, glistening.
Chen Rancheng guided his penis to the entrance of her vagina, thrusting his hips forward and burying himself inside again. The opening of her vagina gently closed, gripping his penis and drawing it in. Shen Tinghe's vagina was so soft and deep; he couldn't get enough of it.
He scooped her up from her waist, who was about to collapse onto the sofa, and carried her to sit on it. Shen Tinghe nestled into his arms, his penis plunging deep inside her. "Ah..."
Her legs were broken, and she knelt on either side of Chen Rancheng's body. Her breasts were held and played with in his hands, and the hard nipples trembled with pain at the slightest touch.
Chen Rancheng thrust upwards a dozen times, lightly slapping his buttocks, sending ripples through the air, "Move yourself."
Perhaps because the previous movements were too intense, Chen Tinghe was still somewhat unsatisfied when things calmed down. She held onto Chen Rancheng's arm that was pressing down on her and began to slowly twist it.
The woman's position allowed the penis to penetrate completely deep, with the upturned glans pressing against the cervix. Shen Tinghe swayed her waist, searching for the sensitive spot.
Her breasts were pinched and fondled in her hands, her nipples were pulled up, pressed back, and pinched and rubbed between her fingers.
As time went on, Shen Tinghe's strength waned, and the range of motion wasn't as great as before. She rubbed her abs back and forth, then looked back at Chen Rancheng.
Chen Rancheng, with his eyes drooping and red at the corners, ignored her and remained reclining on the sofa, occasionally pinching her breasts.
Shen Tinghe hit him.
"Um?"
Shen Tinghe's eyes were full of spring-like charm, her gaze almost stretching out like silk threads.
"What do you want me to do?" The arrogant old man was still sawing things over.
Shen Tinghe leaned back and wrapped her arms around Chen Rancheng's neck, bringing her close to his ear. She pursed her lips and almost touched his earlobe, whispering, "Fuck me." Her drawn-out voice carried a seductive and submissive quality.
With her leg muscles bulging and throbbing, Chen Rancheng exerted continuous force, thrusting upwards until the cervix was forced open. Shen Tinghe weakly supported herself with her legs and groaned.
"Ah...ah...ha...slowly."
Chen Rancheng, with his hands around her waist, slowly lowered his penis, drawing a figure eight on it. "Slow or fast?" he asked gently, thrusting it in and rubbing against her sensitive spots.
The pleasure kept rising, and she was on the verge of climax but couldn't go any higher. It tickled her heart, and she lifted her buttocks and twisted her waist to sit down forcefully.
The waves of flesh rippled as the blow landed on her abs. Chen Ran's eyes reddened, and he slapped her buttocks hard. He grabbed her neck and slammed her onto the coffee table, his waist tightening around her.
The sounds of water splashing and gurgling echoed at their point of contact, the clear fluid being churned into white strands that dripped between their legs.
The coffee table was slammed forward, making a piercing, sharp sound that was eventually drowned out by the resounding thuds that echoed across the roof.
"Mmm... Ah... Chen Rancheng... Don't push... That..."
A stream of heat poured onto the urethral opening. Chen Rancheng pulled out his penis and quickly fanned the clitoris with his hand, causing a small waterfall of fluid to cascade down, making Shen Tinghe tremble like a sieve.
Chen Rancheng dragged her along, guiding his penis in again, lifting his hips to speed up the thrusts, the sounds filling the air, his buttocks muscles taut, his lower back arching sharply as he let out a muffled groan, his thick semen spraying into her vagina.
…
Shen Tinghe ruthlessly rejected Shen's request to bathe together. She quickly finished washing and lay down on the bed, with a piece of grape ice from the refrigerator in her mouth.
The bathroom light was still on, casting a faint white mist.
Chen Rancheng placed his hand on the doorknob and pressed down, the veins on his hand bulging. "Shen Tinghe."
He usually calls Shen Tinghe by her full name, except when they are in bed he calls her "baby".
His voice was clear, cool, and powerful, with a unique charm.
The rising steam flowed out through the cracks in the door, and white foam piled up on their heads before disappearing into the mountains and valleys with the flow of water.
"what--"
Chen Rancheng didn't respond and continued calling Shen Tinghe.
Shen Tinghe thought something was wrong and shuffled over in her slippers. "What's wrong?" The door was just opened when a large, bony hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside.
The showerhead instantly soaked Chen Tinghe completely, so she had to wash him again.
Chen Rancheng wore a smug smile, while Shen Tinghe's newly changed clothes clung to her body, revealing her exposed figure.
A large hand covered a small hand and pressed it onto the tile. "Hold on tight." He said, wrapping one arm around her waist and pushing her back, while the other hand slid down her waist.
Xiao Xue was soaked almost the instant she was drenched, and everything that followed was natural.
Outside the bathroom, there was a full-length mirror, fogged up, hazy and indistinct, reflecting two intertwined bodies.
Chen Rancheng reached out and wiped away the fog, then hooked his arm around Chen Tinghe, saying, "Look ahead."
The lewd scenes stimulated her senses, causing her to gush with pleasure. Shen Tinghe turned her head and closed her eyes to avoid the sight.
Chen Rancheng pinched her cheeks, took her pouting little mouth into his mouth, their lips and tongues intertwined, and the grape ice cream in his mouth was pulled out.
The grape ice had shrunk, and Chen Rancheng spat out a small ice ball and inserted it into the small acupoint reflected in the mirror.
"ah……"
It was a contrast of hot and cold; her little hole was very hot, and soon the ice melted and dissolved into the honey.
Chen Rancheng squatted down and took a bite, the grape flavor exploding in his mouth. He then hooked his arm around Shen Tinghe and kissed her deeply, saying, "Your pussy tastes like grapes."
Shen Tinghe twisted her waist, trying to cover his mouth, "...Hurry up, I can't stand...anymore..." Her waist was so sore and she was so tired.
Chen Rancheng chuckled softly, thrusting in and out with great effort. The crisp, rhythmic sounds seemed to echo in the enclosed space.
The stars faded, a white light exploded in my mind, and sweat mixed with damp beads of moisture from my hair, dripping onto the messy floor.
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It killed me to write this!
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