Aoying looked back, and saw the man's erect and engorged penis going in and out of her body, and Meng Zhao arched his hips and pushed in again and again.

He thrust in and out very quickly, without any delay, and his thick and strong shaft kept rubbing against the tender flesh of her vagina. During the thrusting, the sticky sound of water could be faintly heard.

Aoying had been fucked hard by Meng Zhao last night, and the soft flesh in her vagina was tender. The constant friction caused a slight pain down there.

The doggy style allowed for particularly deep penetration, and every time the man pushed in hard, it would go all the way in, pushing deep inside, giving Aoying the illusion that she was being pierced.

"Ah...ah...Master, it's too deep...I can't bear it..."

Qingying frowned and moaned, reaching her small hand behind her to push the man's lower abdomen, wanting him to not insert so deep.

Meng Zhao let her push, Qingying's hands were small, how could she push an adult male who was eight feet tall and strong? Naturally, it was useless.

Meng Zhao pulled her face back, leaned forward to kiss her, sucked the corner of her pink lips, and coaxed in a low voice: "Ao Ying, I'll just do it a few times, just bear with it, it will be quick."

After that, without waiting for Ao Ying to reply, Meng Zhao continued to thrust hard, thrusting hard inside, squeezing out a stream of sticky juice, and with a "puff", the thick cock went all the way in, filling Ao Ying's honey hole.

"Well...ah...so big..." Ao Ying bit her lip and cried out.

It was too big, the man's hot and hard penis was like a red-hot iron, buried deep inside her body, hard, holding the inner wall tight, and making her almost unable to breathe.

Meng Zhao lowered his head and kissed Qingying's sweaty cheek lovingly. He coaxed her hoarsely, "Qingying, be good, bear it for a while."

The man spoke soft words, but the speed of thrusting and ramming did not slow down. He was still thrusting quickly and forcefully, and the two heavy sacs slapped the girl's white and plump buttocks.

"Guji guji..." Meng Zhao fucked faster and faster, and the silent room echoed with the blushing sound of water.

Qingying's body was fucked soft, and her vagina was fucked red and soft, like ripe fruit flesh, with a layer of crystal clear juice on it, looking very obscene.

The sky outside was getting brighter.

I don't know how long it has been.

Meng Zhao, sweating profusely, lay on Qingying, thrusting rapidly for dozens of times in a row. He thrust deeply, all the way to the bottom, against the narrow cervix, shaking, and gushing out a large stream of thick white fluid, filling the girl's uterus.

Last night, she was pressed down and fucked hard, and her body had not recovered yet. This morning, she was pressed down and fucked again. Qingying was so tired that her whole body was sore. When she stood up and prepared to get off the bed, her calves softened and she fell back onto the bed.

Meng Zhao's heart tightened, and he hurried over to support her, "Lie on the bed and rest for a while, don't rush to get off."

He felt a little regretful in his heart, thinking that he seemed to have fucked her too hard just now, and he didn't know if he hurt her.

It was just that she tasted too good. He hadn't had sex for a while, and once he touched her soft body, he couldn't stop and couldn't control himself.

Meng Zhao ordered the maid to bring in the copper basin for washing and put it down, and then asked them to leave.

He walked to the bed with the copper basin and wet a cloth to wipe Qingying's face.

Qingying looked at the man in front of her in astonishment and wanted to reach out to grab the cloth: "Young Master, give it to me. I should serve you."

Meng Zhao held Qingying's shoulders and asked her to sit down: "You can't even stand steadily now, how can you serve me? Wait until you have a good rest."

Qingying looked steadily at the handsome man in front of her who was carefully wiping her face and hands, and the beating heart in her chest began to get confused again.

If he treated her too well, she was afraid that she would be reluctant to leave.

But he did not belong to her after all, and his tenderness and consideration would be given to another woman in the future.

The gap between their status was too big, and she should be content to have had him for a short time.