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I don’t know how long it took, but the pair of wedding candles on the table were almost burned out, with only a thin candle wick left on the copper-yellow candlestick, emitting a faint flame.

A thin layer of sweat was dripping on Aoyakura’s graceful body, and her snow-white skin was showing an alluring crimson color. Her face was red, she panted coquettishly, and she moved

up and down on the man. Her snow-white and round buttocks were raised, and then she sat down heavily.

With a "puff", the man's purple-red penis was inserted all the way in, and the two heavy scrotums slapped the girl's white perineum heavily, making a popping sound.

"Oh... um... well... it's so hard..." Aoying frowned, and the base of her thighs, which had been hit red by the scrotum, was spasming as if she had a cramp.

It was too deep, and the huge glans hit the sore and swollen flower core deep inside, which was painful and pleasurable. Her body began to become soft and numb, and she could not bear the man's huge penis.

The two clam meats were swollen and turned inside out from being fucked, and the place where they were connected was a mess, covered with a layer of sticky white foam, hanging wetly, looking very obscene.

Meng Zhao had ejaculated once before, so he lasted longer the second time, and he was deliberately patient, not wanting to fall into Aoying's body again, so he gritted his teeth and endured, and actually prolonged it for a while.

Qingying was almost exhausted. She was the one who led the two times of making love. She was the one who worked hard and suffered the pain. Meng Zhao just had to lie down and enjoy it, but he still showed dissatisfaction to her. She

really had no strength. Qingying could no longer lift her buttocks. She bent down, held her two swollen and plump breasts and pressed them against Meng Zhao's handsome face, and said coquettishly:

"My lord, I have no strength. Please suck my breasts and let it come out quickly."

This trick was learned by Qingying from the erotic paintings. I don't know if it works.

I heard that most men like to suck women's breasts during intercourse, which will stimulate their bodies and make them more excited and sensitive.

The girl's plump and perky breasts pressed up, and the snow-white breast flesh was all in front of him. Meng Zhao's breathing stagnated, and the meat stem under his crotch, which was tightly wrapped by the honey hole, suddenly jumped.

He tried his best to suppress the urge to thrust his hips and rubbed it. He looked coldly at Qingying's face full of lust, panting and sarcastically said in a hoarse voice:

"Why are you so reckless and lewd? You are worse than the prostitutes in the brothel."

Qingying didn't want to listen to Meng Zhao's righteous nonsense. The thing under him was standing up hard, and he didn't know how much he wanted in his heart. Why pretend to be serious?

She took the soft and plump breast and stuffed it into the man's mouth while he was still talking, blocking him tightly.

"Um... um..." Meng Zhao couldn't speak anymore. Two soft breasts pressed up and blocked his nose and mouth. A faint milky fragrance lingered in his nasal cavity, which was unexpectedly pleasant.

However, he was not in the mood to enjoy it now. The soft breast blocked his nose, making it more and more difficult for him to breathe. If

this continued, he would suffocate to death sooner or later.

Meng Zhao felt annoyed and opened his mouth to hold the girl's pink and erect nipple, biting it hard.

"Ah..." A pain came from the nipple, and Qingying frowned and cried out softly.

The painful body suddenly tensed up, and the honey hole under her body also tightened, tightly wrapping the man's swollen and engorged penis.

"Hmph..." The engorged and purple glans was swollen and painful from being tied, Meng Zhao felt both pain and pleasure, the pleasure from below surged up violently, and he wanted to ejaculate.

He couldn't help but thrust his hips up several times, and then thrust hard, poking all the way to the bottom, pressing against Qingying's narrow uterus, shaking and spurting out a large stream of thick white liquid.

Qingying felt a hot stream surging in her uterus, and she knew that Meng Zhao had ejaculated.

There was still a slight pain on her nipples, but at least the man had ejaculated.

She raised her hand and touched Meng Zhao's forehead. It seemed that the heat was gone, and it was wet with sweat.

Qingying breathed a sigh of relief. She turned over, got off Meng Zhao, and lay down on the inside of the bed.

She was extremely tired now, her whole body ached, and even raising her arms was difficult.

Drowsy, she pulled the quilt to cover her snow-white naked body, and fell into a deep sleep.

While falling asleep, Qingying forgot one very important thing -

she forgot to untie the eldest son who was humiliated beside her.

So, Meng Zhao slept tied up like this all night.

Author: Please give me one, Zhuzhu❤️