Aoying is simple-minded by nature. She doesn't know much about sex and has no experience.

She doesn't know that in addition to using the genitals for intercourse, one can also use the mouth to please the other person.

She thinks that a man's thing is ugly, purple-red in color, as if it is poisoned, and scary. Moreover, that thing is used as a toilet and is not clean. How can it be put into the mouth?

She is somewhat reluctant to put Meng Zhao's thick and fierce meat stem into her mouth.

Seeing that Aoying was stunned and motionless, Meng Zhao's clear eyebrows slightly frowned.

He wanted to scold her, but was afraid of scaring Aoying.

Finally, he took a deep breath, suppressed his impatience, and said softly: "Be good, listen, put it in your mouth."

Qingying was still not very happy, but as a concubine, she had no choice but to accept the situation.

She swallowed the sadness in her heart, slowly squatted down, approached the man's crotch, held up the half-soft meat pillar with her hands, opened her bright red sandalwood mouth, and took the top of the penis into her mouth.

"Hmm..." The glans was huge, and it made the girl's teeth tighten as soon as it poked into her mouth. Qingying frowned slightly and moaned.

The man's penis was not a big problem except that it was too thick and made her feel uncomfortable.

Meng Zhao liked cleanliness very much. There was only a faint smell of sandalwood on the penis, which was not unpleasant.

Unexpectedly, Aoying was not disgusted by the thing in her mouth.

Her oral sex skills were not mature, she could only hold the round glans in her mouth and suck it, without too many tricks.

But even so, Meng Zhao was excited by her warm and small mouth, the blood in his body began to boil, and the half-soft penis suddenly stood up and curled hard.

"Well... uh..." The whole thick penis was poked into her mouth at once, and went deep into her throat, making Aoying gulp and feel nauseous in her throat.

It was too deep, and she could hardly breathe.

Qingying frowned and spit out the man's hard penis. Her moist red lips were shining, and a transparent silver thread was connected to the red and shiny glans, which was stretched very long and obscene.

"Ahem... Young Master, this thing is so uncomfortable in my throat... I don't want to... I don't want to eat it..." Qingying looked up at Meng Zhao and said with a wronged look.

Because of the coughing, her fair face was stained with two blushes, and it was pink and beautiful.

There was a layer of misty water vapor in the round almond eyes, which was wet and particularly lovable.

And the red lips that were slightly pouting because of grievance, with a transparent silver thread hanging on the corner of her mouth.

This pure and lustful look made Meng Zhao's blood boil, and an impulse arose in his heart. He suddenly wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her hard.

But he didn't.

He forcibly resisted the impulse in his heart.

Meng Zhao stretched out his slender white fingers and gently stroked Qingying's wet red lips, and said hoarsely: "You don't need this little mouth, you take off your clothes and sit on it."

Qingying heard it, stood up, untied her belt, and took off her clothes one by one.

She was not used to using her mouth to please men, and was more willing to have sex in the traditional way.

When all the clothes were taken off, Qingying hesitated again.

She looked at the naked man sitting in the wheelchair and asked shyly, "Young Master, aren't you going to get down? It's not safe up there."

"No need to get down. We'll do it in the wheelchair this time. You come up."

Meng Zhao was the master, and Qingying had no choice. She had to do whatever the master said.

She bit her lower lip, slowly raised her legs, and stepped onto the wheelchair.

The man was strong and majestic, and the entire wheelchair was occupied by him. Qingying barely found a place to stand on both sides of the edge.

As soon as she squatted down, she sat on the man's thighs.

The naked private parts of the two people were right against each other, and the hard, upright, thick meat pillar just poked into the small, pink and tender flesh of Qingying.

Just now, this penis was held in Qingying's mouth, and there was a layer of sticky saliva on it, which played a role in lubrication.

The thick and hard meat column pushed open the two plump clam meat and poked into the pink hole hidden in the meat seam.

Author: Please give me one, Zhuzhu