After fastening his belt, Meng Zhao reluctantly looked at Qingying again, then took a deep breath, suppressed the restless desire in his body, jumped out of the window, and left the Lin family.

Qingying glanced out the window, and when she couldn't see Meng Zhao, she relaxed her tension.

She put on her clothes, got up and opened the door.

Qinghe stood at the door, looking into the room with an inquiring look.

He asked doubtfully, "Sister, where is my brother-in-law?"

Qingying reached out and touched Qinghe's little head, and made a "huh" gesture, "Brother-in-law is gone, I'll come to see you another day. No one is allowed to tell anyone about my brother-in-law coming home today, especially not to Brother Heng. Are you willing to keep this secret for me?"

Qinghe nodded, "Of course I am, sister, don't worry, Qinghe is very well behaved, and won't tell anyone."

"Well, let's go, let's go have lunch." Qingying took Qinghe's little hand and walked towards the living room, ready to have lunch.

Because Qinghe kept his mouth shut, Lin Heng didn't realize that another man had been home.

Seeing that Meng Zhao was not discovered, Qingying was relieved.

She was with Meng Zhao today, and at night, when she went to bed, she was in a good mood and slept quite soundly.

When she was asleep, a sneaky black figure pried open the window and slipped in.

The dark figure walked to the bed, and the first thing he did was to gently lift the quilt and reach out to take off Qingying's clothes.

He took off Qingying's obscene clothes, then immediately took off his own clothes, leaned down and kissed her soft, red lips.

The man's big hands were not honest at all and he touched the girl's body.

He held the swollen pepper milk with one hand and kneaded it gently.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but while rubbing and twisting, he seemed to smell a faint milky fragrance.

So tempting.

The man couldn't help but lower his head and take the girl's pink nipple into his mouth, sucking hard like sucking milk, making a wet sound.

"Hmm... um..." Aoying felt her chest itchy in her sleep, as if someone was sucking her breasts.

She wanted to open her eyes, but her head was a little groggy. She must have slept too soundly and fell into a deep sleep, and she couldn't wake up immediately.

The man sucked her breasts, and his other hand reached down, reaching into the thin flesh between her legs and touched it, and unexpectedly touched a sticky juice.

The man was very excited. It had only been a short time since he touched her, and she was so wet. Her body after pregnancy was really sensitive.

Then when his thick meat pole was inserted into her, she would be fucked so hard that juice would flow everywhere, and she might even squirt.

The man spread Aoying's legs wide open, he leaned forward, knelt between Aoying's legs, lowered his body, held his thick and hard meat pole and aimed it at the small hole that was twitching and contracting. He

exerted force with his waist, sank slowly, and the big glans pushed open the two plump and slippery clam meat, slowly squeezed in, and pushed in little by little.

"Hmm..." Aoying frowned and moaned.

She slowly opened her eyes, and saw a sturdy man lying on her in the dim night.

And in her honey hole, there was a hot and thick hard object drilling into it. The big meat stick made the inner wall tight, and it was swollen and uncomfortable.

This scene frightened Qingying sober up immediately, and the sleepiness in her body immediately ran away.

"Ah..." Help, there is a flower thief.

She screamed in fear, and just when she shouted a third of the word "Ah", the man immediately reached out and covered her mouth.

He leaned close to her ear, panting, and soothed in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, Yingying, it's me, your husband, don't be afraid."

Hearing the man's familiar voice, the fear in Qingying's eyes slowly subsided, and her stiff and tense body gradually relaxed.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Meng Zhao moved his palm away.

Qingying gasped for air, and after a moment, she raised her small fist and hit Meng Zhao on the chest, cursing angrily: "Heitian is blind, why did you do such a shameful thing? I thought there was a flower picker in the house, and you scared me so much that I almost lost half my life."

She said. He twisted his hips, squeezed the huge thing buried in the corridor, frowned and shouted: "Get out quickly, if your parents and Brother Zhu find out about our affair, I will not let you go."

Under the cold and bright moonlight, Meng Zhao lowered his eyes and glanced at the lower bodies of the two people together.

His thick and swollen penis was being tightly twisted by the girl's squirming pussy, sucking and sucking.

She seemed to want to squeeze him out, but it backfired, biting his thick penis and sucking it deeper.

Meng Zhao was very comfortable being clamped by the girl's wet, soft and tight honey hole. He was panting heavily, sweat dripping on his forehead, and his scalp was numb with pleasure. How could he be willing to withdraw?