The girl was raped but kept begging me to have sex with her.

A Diocesan Girl Was Raped but Still Begged Me to Have Her

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At 11:30 PM, I rushed to catch the last train to Kwun Tong. I sat at the very back of the carriage, waiting for the subway to depart.

Shortly after the train started moving, a girl opened the carriage door at one end and walked towards me.

She was still wearing her school uniform. I thought, "Not home at 11:30? She must be a bad student, from some low-class secondary school."

But as she got closer, I realized she was a student at Diocesan Girls' School… She sat down next to me.

This Diocesan Girls' School student looked about 17 or 18 years old, tall and thin, with short, pretty hair, a pointed mouth, and a pair of thin-rimmed glasses perched on her delicate nose. She wore a blue shirt that fit her perfectly. When she looked at people, her dark eyes slanted slightly; I remembered reading in a magazine that this was called "three-white eyes," supposedly a sign of promiscuity.

But this girl from Diocesan Boys was incredibly aloof, her face expressionless the entire time. After sitting down, she took a book out of her bag and started reading. Seeing her haughty demeanor, I knew that trying to strike up a conversation would be pointless, so I, who already had a magazine in my hand, started reading too.

Occasionally, I would flip to a page with pictures of swimsuits and take a closer look, only to hear the girl next to me let out a disdainful snort. Hearing her displeasure, I deliberately flipped through the pages with obvious interest, but she ignored me and focused on her book.

After a while, I felt tired and closed my eyes to rest, soon falling asleep.

"Excuse me, sir, could you please move over?" someone nudged me in my sleep.

I opened my eyes and found my head resting on the shoulder of the girl next to me, who was looking at me with disgust. I felt apologetic, but also angry. It wasn't a big deal; why the long face? Does attending a prestigious university make you so superior? I sat up straight, closed my eyes again, and ignored her.

When I woke up this time, I found the carriage almost empty; most of the passengers had probably gotten off along the way. The girl next to me was sleeping under a coat.

I couldn't sleep, so I picked up the magazine again out of boredom and browsed it absentmindedly.

As I flipped through it, I suddenly felt a weight on my shoulder. It was the girl who had fallen asleep on me. I was about to wake her up and get my revenge, but looking at her slightly fluttering eyelashes in her sleep, I couldn't bring myself to do it.
The girl looked so peaceful in her sleep. Looking at her face, I thought, "Isn't this beautiful? Why always have such a stern face?"

The girl had a round forehead, delicately curved eyebrows, long eyelashes, and smooth, delicate cheeks. But what I longed for most were her alluring lips. Her lips were full and firm at the top and thick at the bottom, the upper lip curved gracefully into a short arch, with a small bead forming at the tip. The lower lip was round and plump, like a cherry still glistening with dew. Even when the lips were closed, there was a small indentation in the middle.

Sometimes, the girl would gently stick out her tongue to moisten her lips, the tip gliding across the lip line, ambiguous and alluring. Occasionally, she would slightly furrow her brow, her mouth opening abruptly, her neat, white front teeth lightly biting her lower lip, like a seashell embedded in the bright red flesh. I was mesmerized. My right hand, resting on the back of the chair, reached to the girl's right side and pulled her up, my heart pounding wildly, both flustered and delighted. I wanted to make a move, yet dared not act rashly. After a struggle, I finally couldn't resist and lowered my head to kiss her lips.

Perhaps this young woman was also dreaming of her lover, for when I kissed her, she responded by moving her lips. I nibbled at her upper lip, and she took my lower lip in her mouth, we sucked on each other tenderly. I slowly moved my tongue around her mouth, carefully licking every part. Confused by the gentle teasing, she involuntarily opened her lips, her tongue protruding, searching for a match. I gently bit her with my teeth, then kissed her tongue with the tip of my own. Her breathing became erratic, her tongue quickly extending fully. I didn't hold back, sucking hard, our tongues rubbing together closely. I even felt a mysterious sweetness on my taste buds.
Then I invaded her mouth, engaging in a passionate battle with her. She relentlessly devoured my tongue, as if trying to swallow it whole, making smacking sounds as she sucked. My mind raced, wanting to conquer her other parts, my hands grasping her not-so-full breasts.

The girl suddenly woke up, staring blankly at me. After a while, she said, "What are you doing?"
I was still holding her, and asked, "What do you think?"

She was genuinely confused, shaking her head in a way that seemed to clear her head. Suddenly remembering the beauty of her dream, she realized what was happening, her face flushed red, and she said in a harsh voice, "You...you're bullying me!"

"I'm just being affectionate," I said with a grin, reaching out to touch her breasts again.

The girl was furious and slapped me across the face. There were a few other passengers in the carriage, but they were all sitting in the front and didn't notice the commotion.

My cheek burned from the slap, and I tightened my grip on the girl's upper body, preventing her from moving her hand.

The girl said fearfully, "You...you mustn't touch me..."

I kissed her cheek and rubbed my face against hers, saying, "What if I do touch you?"
The girl was almost crying, her voice trembling as she said, "No...I'm going to...I'm going to scream..."

"Go ahead and scream!" I said. I knew that proud girls like her were afraid of losing face and would never dare to actually make a scene and let everyone know—that would be so shameful.

She did struggle but dared not scream. I kissed her ear and said, "Don't move, let me kiss you."
The girl wouldn't agree. Seeing that she wouldn't give in, I said, "I'll let you go after I kiss you."

After hearing this, she believed me and slowly lessened her resistance, finally stopping.

I nibbled on her earlobe and said, "Yes, that's a good girl!"

The man's breath tickled her ear, and her earlobe tingled from my licking, causing her to shiver slightly. She shrank her shoulders, and I relaxed my arms, gently wrapping my arms around her waist. My lips moved to her neck, and I licked it with my tongue.

She tilted her head back and rested her head on my shoulder, letting out a soft "Mmm..." Sensing something amiss, she quickly asked, "Are you done kissing?"

I kissed her ear again, saying behind her ear, "Not yet..."

How could she resist? She let out an "Ah..." and involuntarily grabbed my forearm. After licking her left ear, I moved on to the other. She was completely exhausted, only able to hold me. I gently lifted her chin, examining her face. She blushed deeply. I pulled her closer and kissed her lips again.

Her hands weakly pushed against my chest. I kissed her passionately, and her small hands gradually climbed up her shoulders, finally wrapping around my neck, actively sucking on my lips.

Taking advantage of her reaction, I reached for her right breast with my left hand. She quickly pulled her hand away, so I touched her left breast. She tried to pull away again, so I returned to her left breast. After several attempts, she couldn't get rid of him, so she resigned herself to fate and ignored his hand, focusing on kissing me.

Finally, I stopped to catch my breath, and she hugged my neck tightly, panting as she asked, "Are you done kissing...?"

I pushed her back against the chair and lowered my head to kiss the white flesh of her neckline, whimpering, "Not yet!"
I was burning with lust, and my left hand was already unbuttoning her shirt. She couldn't move her upper body easily, so she twisted her legs in protest. I guess I decided the protest was ineffective, and I still reached inside her shirt.

Because this girl's breasts weren't full, she was wearing a bra with thick padding. When I touched it, I felt nothing, so I simply lifted her bra and grasped her small breasts against her skin. Although her breasts were thin, her nipples were large. I rubbed them with my palms, and they hardened instantly.

My mouth moved down her breasts, licking her nipples. Her nipples and areolas were pale, almost indistinguishable from her breasts. After I sucked on them, they became slightly rosy. I used both my hands and mouth to thoroughly fondle her breasts.

This girl tilted her head back, half-closing her eyes, and cupped my head in her hands. She no longer showed any resistance, but to express her girlish modesty, she still asked, "Are you done kissing?"

I suddenly looked up and said, "Yes, I'm done!"

She was very surprised and stood there dumbfounded, staring at my lewd expression. After a long while, she realized that I was deliberately teasing her. She twisted her upper body in protest, and I laughed as I went back to licking her breasts. She finally let out a satisfied "Ah..."

As I nursed her, my hand was already groping between her legs. Her thighs were slender and thin, but still a sensitive spot. She swayed her hips to express her pleasure. Although it felt good to touch her through her skirt, I didn't feel a sense of accomplishment, so I tried to lift it up.

This time, the girl really resisted. I pulled and tugged, using every method I could think of, but she was protective and stubbornly refused. I told her to stop struggling and threatened, "Otherwise, if someone hears or sees, how embarrassing!"
Only after hearing my words did she reluctantly let me lift her skirt. I cautiously glanced around, then looked at her long, slender legs and said, "You're so beautiful!"

The girl was happy to hear this, but also worried—worried about being seen, and even more worried about me. What good could a man possibly do when he does this? She wore a tiny white thong, made of very little material, with only a thin string at the waist. Combined with her slender figure, it was undeniably alluring. Her buttocks were small yet firm, round and quite tempting. Her mons pubis was hidden by her hands, so nothing was visible.

I kissed her lips again, forcefully reaching under her panties to explore. The girl was terrified, her hands tightly protecting her vital secret. I forcefully penetrated, touching the damp cotton fabric. I deliberately circled my fingers there, occasionally thrusting forward.

The girl let out a soft moan, unable to resist. Afraid she would disturb others, I sealed her lips with mine, not daring to let go for a moment. My fingers had already slipped under the panties, rubbing against her vulva, beginning a fierce battle. This girl was just as thin here, with short, coarse hair, like a barren field, but now it was well-watered and ready to be cultivated. I knew how to control my strength, and I gently stroked her vulva. The girl kept moaning. Then, I lifted her up and made her kneel on my lap with her back to me. She held onto the back of the chair and looked back at me fearfully. I tried to turn her head away so she wouldn't see, so I put my hand on her vulva and started groping her. She trembled as she sat on me, her back tense, and she inevitably arched her buttocks. I lovingly stroked her back and forth. She felt comfortable and slumped softly against the back of the chair. I unzipped my pants, took out my already hard penis, and pulled down her panties, rubbing the head of my penis against her labia.

The girl knew what it was as soon as the glans touched her. She knew what she didn't want was going to happen, so she calmed down and quietly felt and waited for the man to invade her.

I saw her lying motionless on the back of the chair in front of me, her buttocks pressed against her crotch, in a beautiful posture. So I pressed down on her buttocks, letting my penis gradually be swallowed by her vagina.

The girl opened her small mouth and let out a soft "Ah..." I slowly penetrated deeper, and she kept moaning "Ah." Later, she realized I was going on and on, and wondering how long it was, she turned her head in confusion. At that moment, I was completely inside her, squeezing her clitoris until it was completely full. The girl was panting and said intermittently, "You...you...it's so long..."

I laughed and said, "Never tried it before? Come on, let's move...cover your mouth."

The girl didn't know why she had to cover her mouth, but she obediently covered it with the back of her hand. I lifted her buttocks and rocked her up and down. Only then did she realize why she had to cover her mouth; otherwise, the intoxicating pleasure would have made her scream loudly.

The girl was light, so it was very easy for me to thrust, and I penetrated deeply and quickly. The girl was naturally in great pleasure, but she couldn't scream. Her clitoris was so incredibly beautiful, so she pitifully bit the back of her hand and made urgent panting sounds.

Looking down, I could see my penis moving in and out of her vagina. Her red labia were constantly turning with each thrust, bringing out streams of fluid. The girl's reaction was amazing; soon I realized he didn't need to lift his hand anymore, it was all her own doing, rocking her hips and thrusting.

She was riding me relentlessly, faster and faster, until suddenly she slumped to the bottom, trembling as if crying. I quickly thrust my penis back up; she had orgasmed.

Not wanting her to rest, I immediately cupped her and put my penis in her vagina.

"Oh…" she finally cried out.

Suddenly, a passenger at the other end stood up to get off, and the two of them stopped. Only after the passenger sat back down did I secretly resume my actions. The girl turned and glared at him disapprovingly.

Seeing her intense arousal, I dared not stimulate her further, but the part of my thumb inside remained trapped. I thrust my penis, focusing intently on fucking her.

That girl was really weak; she ejaculated a second time not long after, and at the same time, she lost all her strength, becoming as limp as an eel, making it impossible for me to continue. I had no choice but to put her back in her seat, lower her body, and take off her panties. She still pretended to resist, so Ah Bin leaned over her, lifted her legs, and inserted his penis back into her vagina, fucking her even faster.

The girl had slender legs, her knees bent to her chest, allowing me to penetrate her deeply and repeatedly, pressing against her cervix, causing her vaginal muscles to contract, gripping me so tightly that I felt incredibly good. I couldn't help but thrust even harder, causing her to gush out waves of fluid, soaking the chair cushion. The girl, whether in pleasure or pain, gritted her teeth and furrowed her brow. I couldn't bear to see her like this, so I kissed her again. She greedily sucked on my lips like a desert receiving rain. I moved my penis rapidly, and the girl kept moaning "Ugh...ugh..." as her vagina contracted repeatedly, experiencing another orgasm.
This time she truly couldn't take it anymore, shaking her head repeatedly to tell me she surrendered. I didn't force her, pulled out my penis, and lay back on the chair. Although the girl was completely paralyzed, her alluring eyes were wide open, staring at my penis.
I leaned back lazily in my chair to rest. The girl from Diocesan Boys reached out her left hand and touched my penis, surprised by its size. I pulled her close, and she said softly, "You're so amazing."

I stroked my cheek and said, "But you just hit me."

"Of course I hit you, you were so mean to me," she said. By then, it was getting light. I pressed my face against hers and gently kissed her cheek. She closed her eyes contentedly.

After a while, the girl from Diocesan Boys had rested enough. She found some tissues to clean herself, and shyly buttoned up her clothes. I was still sitting there with my penis erect. She looked at my erect penis and asked awkwardly, "What are you going to do?"
I was just hoping she would ask that, so I immediately said, "Aren't you a student at Diocesan Boys? Why are you asking such a simple question? Hurry up and lick it."

The girl from Diocesan Boys shook her head, saying she didn't know how, so I started teaching her. He told her to bend down, hold his penis in her right hand, and lick the glans with her tongue. The girl was initially hesitant and even gagged repeatedly. After much coaxing, she finally took a small taste and, finding it not too unpleasant, slowly began to lick it.

I instructed her on how to make a man feel good, and she diligently followed along.

While sucking, she would look up at my reaction, and I, looking at her alluring, upturned eyes, now believed it: "three-white eyes" truly were a symbol of lewdness.

She licked and licked, and although I was always hard and sluggish in the morning, I wasn't made of iron. Finally, I had a series of throbbing sensations and ejaculated. The first stream of semen shot into the girl's mouth, and she quickly spat it out. The rest of it shot onto her face, and she blinked as she received it, waiting for me to finish.

"Oh...that felt so good..." I praised her.

She wiped away the semen and gently helped me put on my pants.

I hugged her again, wanting to kiss her again, but she pointed to her mouth and said, "You have that..."
I didn't care and kissed her anyway. The two of us hugged tightly on the seats, clinging to each other like lovers, rubbing against each other incessantly.

The train arrived at Kwun Tong. Before entering the station, I asked her, "By the way, my name is Ka Ping, what's yours?"

"Wan Ling," she said. "What's your form?"

"Don't ask, it'll ruin the fun if you know."

The train arrived at Kwun Tong, and I was still not satisfied. Wan Ling and I got off the train and found a dark corner in the subway station.
I reached under Wanling's skirt, teasing her genitals relentlessly. Wanling was already trembling. One hand was on her sensitive clitoris, while the other explored the lower opening. She tried to make a sound of encouragement, but I sealed her lips with my kiss, forcing her to fight back with her tongue.

Wanling was increasingly at a disadvantage in this struggle. I noticed a sound escaping her throat, so I released her mouth and kissed her cheek instead. Wanling finally let out a soft, satisfied "Oh..." I cruelly intensified my finger movements, and Wanling trembled more and more violently. Suddenly, she climaxed.

If I hadn't been holding her, Wanling would have fallen to the ground. Her legs were weak, and she was struggling to stand.
Afraid she was too excited, I released her and supported her. She leaned against the side, panting. I let her rest, then knelt down and began sucking on her genitals. Wanling could only pant and moan, "Mmm...ah...I've never experienced such intense penetration before..."

I said, "No, you're a student at the girls' college, how can you be so shameless? If you want to resist, say no."
"Stop being so stubborn!" Wanling retorted coquettishly, "It's late, I don't want to!"

"Then I'll rape you!"

I forcefully hugged and kissed her. She struggled a few times, unwilling to submit, and I accidentally let her escape. She squatted on the ground, hugging her knees, giggling, as if to say, "Let's see what you do now." I wrapped my arms around her and said, "Try to escape again!"
Wanling feigned a pitiful look, pleading, "Please...let me go..."

"No way!" I said with a laugh, "How can we let a cooked duck fly away? Just accept your fate!"
Wanling covered her face with her hands and shook her head, saying, "I'm so scared..."

I straightened her body and inserted one leg between her legs. He was afraid of hurting her, so he was clumsy and Wanling deliberately let him go before we were able to complete the preparatory action. What was originally a tiger pouncing on a sheep turned into two snakes entwined. I still stubbornly said, "See! Struggling is useless! Be a good girl and listen to me!"

I saw that Wanling had indeed calmed down, so I grabbed her hand, clasped our hands together, and lowered my head to kiss and bite her shoulders and neck, making Wanling laugh again.

"Ouch!" Wanling said, "You lecherous thief, you're so strong, I can't struggle anymore, what should I do? Fine! You come on!"

I became smug. Just now, he and Wanling were twisting and writhing, and his penis was already half hard. He positioned himself, ready to pounce, but suddenly felt something was wrong and asked, "Darling, if a man really comes to rape you, you won't give up so easily, will you?"

Wanling's eyes were blindfolded, and her lips pouted innocently. She said, "What can I do? You guys are all so strong, I can't break free. Besides, look, I'm all wet from struggling down there..."

This was the truth. Wanling's lower body was indeed wet again. I became even more nervous, and my penis suddenly became fully erect, pressing against the entrance of her vagina. Wanling said again, "Look... when a man presses against me like this, I can't do anything... Ah... Ah... what are you doing... Ah... Ah..." It turned out that I had started to penetrate her.
Wanling said, "Ah...ah...like a man...inserting...I...have no strength...oh...what to do...ah...I...don't want to...resist...oh...oh..."

The more I listened, the harder my penis became. He kept thrusting and said, "No! You have to resist!"

Wanling said, "Oh...oh...how...resist...ah...I...ah...so...comfortable...I resist...I resist...ah..." Wanling's way of resisting was to start swaying her hips to match his thrusting. I guess any womanizer in the world would welcome this kind of resistance.

I said, "No! It's not like that!"

Wanling said with difficulty, "Oh...uh...then...how...ah...ah..."

I tried to move: "You...can ask for help!"

"Ask...ask for help?"

"Yes...you can call someone to save you!" I suggested. "Help...help me!" Wanling's cry was very weak.

"That won't work!" I was not satisfied.

"Help... ah..." Wanling raised her voice slightly, "Someone save me..."

"That's much better!" I said. "Someone save me..." Wanling said again, "Someone... is raping me... ah... come save me... um... someone is... fucking me... ah... this person... ah... fucking me... so... um... so comfortable... ah... come... ah... come... ah... save me... come... fuck me... ah... fuck me to death... ah... so beautiful... so... so deep... help me... it's so beautiful... ah... the lecherous thief is fucking me to death... quick... quick... I'm going to be in trouble... ah... coming... I can't take it anymore... ah... I'm dead... oh... oh... it's over... I'm finished..."
Wanling was talking nonsense, completely moaning during sex, not crying for help at all. But this was fine too, getting the man to ejaculate quickly was also a strategy for escaping. For example, I couldn't take it anymore. My lover, blindfolded, was moaning incessantly. I couldn't help but imagine Wanling being raped, and a strange pleasure arose within me. In a surge of excitement, my body went out of control, and I ejaculated.

Wanling collapsed weakly on top of me, saying, "It feels so good to be raped..."

Oh no, I checked my watch; it was almost one o'clock, and the subway doors were about to close...

I carried Wanling out of the subway station. It was all my fault for being too rough; I had made her legs weak, and she had been enjoying herself so much that I had to carry her out of the station. Of course, I wouldn't waste any opportunity. I stroked Wanling's hot body, looking at her semi-transparent school uniform, and my lust returned. I

wondered if she could still wear her uniform; her skirt was covered in white fluid. I carried Wanling to a back alley. Wanling was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, dazed.

I kept stroking Wanling's body, and she quickly woke up. I could feel her body temperature rising.

"Mmm...mmm..." Wanling finally felt a slight itch and moaned in pleasure, "Mmm...good...good..."

I gently sucked on her nipple, teasing it with my tongue while rhythmically massaging the entire mound with my hand. Wanling hugged my head, closed her eyes, and smiled alluringly.

"...Mmm...mmm...very good...oh...change to this side...change to this side..."

Following her instructions, I moved my mouth to her other nipple, where the still-soft nipple gradually hardened and solidified between my lips. My hand remained still, my index finger replacing my tongue, circling the nipple incessantly.

"Ah...I...feel so good...so good...oh..."

Wanling felt increasingly better and more needed. Her left hand reached between my legs, finding my hard penis, and gently teasing it up and down. The penis, perhaps uncomfortable from being constricted in my pants, throbbed in protest. Wanling unzipped my pants, reached into my underwear, found the swollen glans, teased the urethral opening with her fingertips, and smeared the pre-ejaculate around it.

My lower abdomen involuntarily contracted, and I forgot what I was doing with my mouth and hands. Wanling withdrew her hand, opened her arms, and said, "Help me take off my clothes."

I obediently unbuttoned all the buttons on her outer garment, took off her girls' school uniform, and then removed her bra. Wanling's beautiful body was now revealed before me, with only her panties remaining. That small white arrowhead, already transparent from the dampness, revealed a dark shadow underneath. I was incredibly excited, and suddenly pulled it down forcefully. Wanling bent her left leg, making the curves of her hips and thighs even more perfect.

I quickly took off my clothes, and soon we were both naked, embracing and kissing.
Wanling's hands roamed over my chest, playing with my nipples. I couldn't resist any longer, so I rolled over and pinned her down. Wanling cooperated by spreading her legs, and my penis wandered around, unable to find its way in. Wanling guessed he was inexperienced, so she moved her hips to help him, letting the head of my penis touch the entrance of her vagina, which was already overflowing with wetness. "Ahhh...come and fuck me...ah...please...put it in me...ah...put it in...ahhhh!"
I deliberately delayed, saying, "Doing it on the ground is dirty. Why don't you put your school uniform on the ground before I fuck you?"

Wanling, wanting me to fuck her, spread her school uniform on the ground like a carpet, then lay down on it, saying, "Come on...come and fuck me..."

I couldn't hold back any longer, pressing down on her, my penis inevitably going all the way in. "Oh..." Wanling cried out in satisfaction.

So long, so comfortable.

"Oh...oh...I...you're doing so well...I feel so good...ah...ah...yes...so deep...so thick...it's filling me up...so full...ah..." Praised by Wanling, I worked even harder.
"Good little brother...good big brother...ah...sister is so good...big brother...ouch...am I...am I pretty...?"

"Beautiful...so beautiful...mmm..." I cupped her face and kissed her.

"Mmm..." Wanling kissed him, her buttocks moving passionately in response.

My penis was really thick, Wanling's vagina was stretched full, the entrance revealing red, tender flesh, but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all, she'd rather it be even thicker. I lay on her youthful, elastic body, my penis inserted into her plump vulva, thrusting powerfully. When I reached the very end, Wanling would scream with ecstasy. Wanling never imagined that sex could be so pleasurable.

Wanling kept encouraging me, telling me how comfortable she felt.

"Brother...you're...so good...Wanling should...ah...have it with you sooner...oh...it's so good...you're so thick...it feels so good...oh...faster...ah...Wanling will be...um...fucked to heaven...ah...ah..." I listened to Wanling's moans, her voice sending chills down my spine. I hugged her tightly and began to ravage her like a storm, but this only pleased her more, and she moaned even more passionately. "Jian...good husband...you're killing your wife...ah...ah...it doesn't matter if you fuck me to death...I want...oh...yes...like this...more...can't stop...ah...ah...don't stop...um...faster...faster...ah...ah..."

She was about to climax, her hands tightly gripping my neck, her whole body trembling, her buttocks thrusting high so that my penis could penetrate even deeper. "Brother... hurry up and insert... ah... hurry up and insert... I'm about to come... ah... ah... oh my god... I'm going to die... oh... it's over... ah... ah..."

She gushed wildly, soaking her school uniform, but I continued to thrust relentlessly.

"Oh... oh... you really are... my... ah... good brother... um... oh... so good... ah... I'm coming again... oh... again... ah... uh..."

She climaxed again, her vaginal muscles tightening even more, thus infecting me with pleasure. He was unbearably sucked by her constantly contracting uterus, and finally his penis swelled rapidly, ejaculating with a "plop."

This time it was really a lot, completely filling her vagina. I pulled out my penis, but it continued to ejaculate, covering her body and the school uniform spread on the ground with semen.

We were weak and powerless, embracing each other, covered in sweat. Wanling kissed his cheek with satisfaction, and I raised my head, looking closely at Wanling's face. From her forehead, her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, to her lips, everything about Wanling was exquisitely beautiful.

"Are you going to school tomorrow?"

"Yes..."

"And your school uniform..."

"It's alright... It feels so good, I've never felt so comfortable. What's a little laughter tomorrow?"
[The End]

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