087 | (Eighty-six) The kitten can do even better h
But Xie Qingyan has a stubborn streak that won't give up until he achieves his goal. In the past, in order to paint a good picture, he could be patient and would rather go without eating than not finish it in one go.
The same applies now. Upon receiving Su Xingmao's challenge, she treats sex as a solo game, her competitive nature kicking in, determined to determine who is better.
Beads of sweat appeared on Xie Qingyan's nose. She pressed her tongue against her teeth, took a deep breath, placed her hands on the boy's shoulders to find a stable foothold, and carefully lifted her buttocks, slowly pulling out the fleshy stem that was soaked with juice.
He then sat down heavily, his brow furrowed, his breathing slow and deep, clearly enjoying the moment.
Xie Qingyan was completely unaware of her beauty at that moment: cat-like eyes, a moist sea, a wet azure blue, shimmering waves.
Her skin was fair and radiant, her breasts undulating like waves under the moonlight, her tender pink nipples glistening with saliva and large, bright teeth marks.
The crimson berries trembled incessantly in the wind, whether from the cold or from excessive excitement.
So captivating.
He reached out, his bony hand cupping the soft, white flesh that swayed like water. She whimpered softly, her lips slightly parted, panting, her voice weak.
He breathed softly, but didn't hold back his encouragement: "Yes, that's it."
"Little cat did a great job." A gentle peck landed on her lips, and a hand covered in a thin layer of sweat cupped the girl's buttocks, its fingers sinking into the soft flesh to help her lift up, before gently guiding her, "Little cat is very smart, you can do even better, right?"
It's not that difficult.
Riding on a man's waist, galloping over him, and taking the lead in sex is an extremely pleasurable experience in itself.
Looking again at what's in front of me, in the dim light—
The lamplight cast dappled shadows.
Su Xingmao revealed a delicate, flushed face, his eyebrows furrowing and relaxing, his lips pursed and slightly parted, as if he was enduring something. When he could no longer restrain himself, he let out a soft, unbearable gasp, a husky, magnetic sound that seemed to carry an electric current through it, quite pleasant to hear.
Xie Qingyan felt even more pleased with himself.
This jerk was far from being as calm and collected as he appeared.
The hand that had been dangling on his shoulder ran toward his chest, and sure enough, inside his ribcage, above his heart, a violent impact echoed in his palm, making Xie Qingyan even more certain.
Just like her, Su Xingmao was in a state of turmoil.
Suddenly she wasn't so nervous anymore. She secretly tensed her pelvic floor muscles and bit down hard on the genitals inside her. In just one moment, she heard Su Xingmao's breathing become disordered, and a drop of sweat slid down his forehead, past his brow bone, and flowed into his slightly sunken eye socket.
His eyelashes were half-closed, and his shadow trembled slightly.
The boy's voice was so low it was almost a sigh: "...Mmm...the kitten is having a great time with its owner."
He urged her at a leisurely pace, "You can go faster."
Xie Qingyan stared at him intently, her thoughts drifting away—no wonder Su Xingmao always stared at her through the mirror when they were making love from behind, his gaze fixed on her relentlessly.
It turns out... aside from the physical pleasure, all she felt was looking at the person with whom she had physical intimacy, and seeing their expression a mixture of bitterness and joy.
An immense sense of exhilaration will well up in your heart.
This exhilarating feeling... can even surpass the tingling sensation from the genitals hitting the acupoints.
Satisfied, and smug.
It was as if she could control his every move with just a tiny, insignificant gesture.
Xie Qingyan became more courageous despite setbacks.
Her already soaked buttocks pressed against the erect penis, mimicking scenes she had witnessed before, gently swaying her waist, drawing circles with her hips, and grinding her vagina against the hard glans.
Su Xingmao's breathing immediately stopped and became rapid. The shaft was already wrapped in warm, moist, soft flesh, and now, that soft flesh seemed to come alive, like mouths, gently holding the tip of the shaft, turning and squeezing. The sucking force coming from the cavity flesh became stronger and stronger, as if trying to suck the semen out of the glans.
The veins on the back of his fingers, gripping her buttocks, were taut. The boy was struggling to hold back his tears. His dark eyes closed and opened repeatedly. He leaned forward, resting his head on the girl's thin shoulder, and used his fingertips to lift a strand of long hair and smell it under his nose.
The fragrance filled his nostrils. He took a deep breath and tried his best to keep his tone calm: "Is the kitten deliberately rubbing against it because it wants its little hole to swallow semen faster?"
He leaned closer, and the overwhelming, humid heat enveloped her, making her feel parched and her heart melt.
"No!" Xie Qingyan denied it outright. This bad guy, he was the one who told her to hurry up, she just used a little trick, he couldn't help himself, so it's not her fault.
"Who wants to eat your...?"
"Then relax and slowly fuck the kitten."
As they were talking, the boy lifted her buttocks with one hand and slapped her lightly. Xie Qingyan shuddered and felt her buttocks being pinched in his hand and lifted up. His engorged and red penis sticks out a small, round, thick section at the junction of her buttocks.
The remaining part was well wrapped by the wet, red flesh of the opening, and the sticky fluid overflowed from the connection point, spreading drop by drop and wetting the boy's thighs.
"With such a wet pussy, the sofa is going to get soaked again."
“…It’s just a sofa.” Xie Qingyan stammered, “I’ll just compensate you for it.”
"I don't want the sofa." Su Xingmao chuckled softly, "How about I give the kitten to its owner to play with every day?"
wishful thinking.
"You're dreaming!" Xie Qingyan retorted fiercely.
Su Xingmao recalled the enchanting dreams and blurry fragments that Xie Qingyan had ignored him during the week, and the damp underwear he would find when he woke up in the morning. He replied, "Yes, these days... in my dreams, I want to fuck a kitten every day."
"Pervert." Xie Qingyan gritted his teeth. "And my mom even told me to study hard with you."
Su Xingmao tilted his head, his cheek rubbing intimately against hers, his delicate kisses spreading from the corner of her eye to behind her ear. His breath and tongue landed lightly, so hot, as if to melt her: "With the kitten, I don't want to study."
When I think of her, when I'm with her, my mind goes blank, becomes sluggish, and I'm not smart at all. I always have to rack my brains and think for a long time about what she's doing, what she's thinking, and what I should say so as not to annoy her.
Xie Qingyan always said he didn't talk. She didn't know that he was always thinking about what to say so that she would be willing to listen. As time passed, he became mute.
But now he knows.
The kitten's body is very sensitive, both flirtatious and shy. It clearly likes to hear lewd things, but pretends to hate them.
Every time it's mentioned, the opening becomes like a spring, seeping water out, hot and wet, soaking the penis thoroughly.
Even now, he's so happy he's shaking, and he still won't hold back his words.
She told him to get lost, saying she didn't want to be with him.
oh.
He couldn't resist and slapped her buttocks.
The little bottom wiggled happily as it went up to greet the baby.
The more she went too far, the more excited she became, a wanton yet proud kitten.
I really want to fuck her until she's broken.
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