"Youthful Sexual Affairs: The Erotic Past of a Post-80s Generation" - Chapter 180 Sleeping Together (8)

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Gazing at Zhou Ping's alluring, slightly shy yet seductive demeanor, Lin Qing's glans slowly advanced between the narrow walls of her vagina, feeling the tight, moist flesh on either side. As his penis penetrated deeper, Zhou Ping's brows furrowed slightly, and she let out soft, coquettish moans of "oh, oh," her honeyed cave becoming hot and wet with each thrust. She swayed her hips in rhythm with Lin Qing. Lin Qing worked even harder, each time he reached the full depth, he would shake his hips, causing the glans to swirl and grind against her clitoris.
"Oh, ah, ah, oh, that feels so good."
As Zhou Ping cried out passionately, Lin Qing forcefully thrust his penis inside, the glans penetrating her cervix and entering her flower chamber. The sensation of the narrow, warm cervix tightly constricting him was even more pleasurable than any back-and-forth friction. His penis was gripped tightly by her hot, tight flower core.
"Be gentle, it's too deep."
Zhou Ping moaned softly. Lin Qing reached out and kneaded her plump breasts, the elasticity of her large breasts making him love them. His vigorous thrusting caused Zhou Ping to flow with lustful fluids. She wrapped her arms tightly around Lin Qing's waist, her buttocks swaying wildly. Her tight, sweet hole gripped Lin Qing's penis very comfortably, and the lubrication made the thrusting even smoother.
Zhou Ping contracted her lower abdomen, tightening her flesh walls, the squeezing sensation making Lin Qing feel extremely comfortable. She extended her soft, fragrant tongue, gently licking Lin Qing's nipple with each rise and fall. Lin Qing forcefully spread her smooth, slippery buttocks apart, smeared some love juice onto her anus with his fingers, and gently inserted them into the folds of flesh to explore.
"Let's play with the back part later—honey."
Zhou Ping smiled, completely relaxed, and although Ju Lei was tight, her fingers gradually penetrated deeper.
"All right."
Lin Qing's middle finger twirled inside her rectum a few times, then gently withdrew before forcefully inserting it again. The intense stimulation caused Zhou Ping to close her long legs, bite her lower lip, furrow her brows, and try to suppress any sound, her vaginal walls contracting tightly around his penis.
Lin Qing pressed his glans against Zhou Ping's cervix, grinding against her. Hearing Zhou Ping's rapid breathing, he thrust in and out quickly, aided by her love juices. Zhou Ping was panting, her head covered in fragrant sweat, her small hands gripping the sheets tightly. The muscles inside her vagina contracted violently, clamping down on his glans. Her long, white legs trembled helplessly, unsure whether to tighten or loosen, her full breasts bouncing back and forth.
Lin Qing bent down, supporting his weight on his elbows, grabbing her ample breasts, his lower abdomen moving rapidly, each time penetrating her to the hilt. Zhou Ping's cheeks flushed, a fine layer of fragrant sweat appeared on her glistening skin, her elastic honey hole tightly enveloping his penis as it rubbed and writhed.
Lin Qing moved with great force, the sound of his abdomen slamming against hers mingling with Meng Tao's coquettish moans and gasps. The tight, elastic grip of her hot, honeyed cave made his glans feel incredibly pleasurable. Lin Qing pressed down on Zhou Ping's soft, fleshy breasts, deforming her proud, large breasts, and lifted her upturned buttocks to penetrate even deeper.
Zhou Ping's eyes were glazed and her face flushed. She breathed heavily, her mouth slightly open. Her hands were wrapped around Lin Qing's back, her hips swaying gently. Her fair skin was soaked with sweat. She frowned and bit her cherry lips tightly. Under Lin Qing's thrusts, she let out rapid breaths. Her long legs hung limply around Lin Qing's waist. With his deep thrusts, the walls of her honey hole contracted rhythmically. The flowing love juice made Lin Qing's penis bigger and harder inside her honey hole. Each contraction of the tight honey hole brought Lin Qing great pleasure.
Her fingernails dug deep into Lin Qing's back, the slight pain bringing him even greater excitement. Lin Qing wrapped his arms around her slender waist and lifted her up. Zhou Ping hooked her arms around his neck, her snow-white long legs clamping tighter and tighter, her soft breasts arching back to make his penis and her honey hole fit together even more closely. "Pop, pop, pop," the soft, smooth, and bouncy flesh of her buttocks collided with Lin Qing's pubic bone, making sounds mixed with her vaginal fluids, as his glans penetrated deeply into her cervix again and again.
Unable to withstand the intense stimulation, Zhou Ping threw her head back and cried out in a loud, lewd voice, "Ah, ya—"
Her breasts heaved rapidly, her ample bosom tossing up and down, her dark hair cascading down her back. Her long legs wrapped around Lin Qing's waist, meeting his thrusts with each stroke. Lin Qing grasped her breasts with both hands, playing with them wantonly, thrusting wildly with intense excitement. Zhou Ping frowned, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, panting as she endured Lin Qing's fierce pounding.
"oh oh."
Zhou Ping's fair, long legs clung tightly to Lin Qing, trembling. The contractions and peristalsis within her honeyed cave intensified from slight to strong. Her cervix spasmed as it tightened around the glans penis. "No—no—I—I can't take it anymore!"
She held Lin Qing tightly, breathing heavily, large beads of glistening sweat dripping onto her high, firm breasts.
Lin Qing reached out and wiped the fragrant sweat all over her full breasts, lovingly stroking her disheveled hair and smooth skin, from her ears and neck all the way to her firm breasts and buttocks, kissing her red lips with great thirst, and then moving to her breasts to suckle her taut nipples.
Zhou Ping blinked her alluring eyes at Lin Qing, then rolled over, pinning him beneath her. She straddled him, her snow-white, rounded buttocks swaying gently as she swallowed his penis, which was soaking in her honeyed depths. Lin Qing looked at her sweaty face and lightly patted her buttocks. Zhou Ping gradually increased the frequency of her thrusts, and Lin Qing lifted her round buttocks, thrusting violently. Unable to withstand the rapid impact, she gripped Lin Qing's arms tightly, her body ceasing its writhing and collapsing limply.
Lin Qing turned and laid Zhou Ping down, holding her slender ankles and pressing her long legs against her breasts. Zhou Ping's fair body arched into a V-shape. Lin Qing leaned down and pressed his penis heavily into her protruding flesh, thrusting rapidly and intensely.
Zhou Ping hugged Lin Qing's neck and cried out in a loud, lewd voice, "Ah, no, oh, I can't take it anymore, oh—"
Lin Qing thrust his penis heavily into Zhou Ping's stretched flesh from above, like driving a pile driver. His scrotum slapped against Zhou Ping's upturned buttocks with a "slap, slap" sound. The sounds of thrusting, wetness, flesh colliding, and panting moans mingled together in a sensual and lewd atmosphere.
Zhou Ping's thighs trembled arrhythmically, her inner muscles twitched uncontrollably, her head tilted back, and she let out a mournful cry. The hot, wet walls of her vagina writhed irregularly, tightly gripping his penis.
Lin Qing also felt his penis tremble again, and he quickened his movements, thrusting desperately. A fiery desire was brewing and gathering in his lower abdomen. His glans plunged deep into the cervix and trembled, and streams of semen gushed out.
Zhou Ping moaned incoherently, thrusting her rounded buttocks upwards to receive Lin Qing's touch. Her face flushed, her eyes closed, and she swayed her head from side to side, her hair disheveled. Her face was filled with a dreamlike, satisfied expression. Her voluptuous body trembled with each ejaculation of Lin Qing, and she let out a faint moan. After a while, she gradually relaxed her brows, her red lips slightly parted, her nostrils flaring as she breathed softly, gently stroking Lin Qing's face. "Husband, I love you."
I love you too.
Lin Qing gently touched her still slightly heaving breasts. Hearing Lin Qing's tender confession, Zhou Ping's eyes suddenly reddened, and glistening tears welled up. She nestled in Lin Qing's arms and began to sob softly.
"What's wrong, baby?"
Lin Qing gently wiped away the tears that were sliding down her cheeks. "Why are you crying for no reason?"
"You'll be graduating in a few days, and I don't know if we'll ever see you again. I'll miss you."
Zhou Ping's tears flowed more and more as she wiped them away. Lin Qing's heart was also filled with sorrow. He hadn't expected her to be so attached to him, and could only sigh, "If love between two people is meant to last, why should they be together every day?"

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