[Urban] Romantic Past: The Unbridled Lives of the Post-80s Generation - 13-15

Chapter 103 The Powerful Effect of Sake

"What should we eat?"

The group gathered downstairs, discussing.

"I don't know, whatever you say, it's your treat anyway?"

Geng Fei was fine as long as there was food; he wasn't picky.

"Why isn't your sister down yet?"

Bai Feng, who hadn't spoken until now, was getting impatient.

"Women always dawdle when they go out, your girlfriend is no different, let's wait a little longer."

Dong Hao was also a little embarrassed.

"Who's getting impatient?"

A charming voice came from behind Lin Qing. He turned around and saw Dong Yan wearing a tight-fitting silver dress that hugged her curvaceous figure, making her look graceful and elegant. Her originally flowing long hair was styled into a pretty bun on her head, with a few strands hanging down from both sides of her cheeks. Her face was fair and her lips were red, her cheeks were as smooth as jade, and her watery peach blossom eyes were full of charm. She pouted her soft, thin lips, revealing her pearly white teeth.

"Having dinner with a bunch of handsome young men like you, I have to dress up nicely, hmph..."

Looking at her hot, voluptuous body, her full breasts and round buttocks were enough to make anyone's blood boil. Lin Qing, slightly breathless, flattered her, "Dressed up so beautifully, who are you trying to seduce?"

"Seduce you."

Dong Yan moved closer to Lin Qing, her fair, pink arms coiling around his neck like a snake. Her hot, alluring body practically clung to him, her fragrance intoxicating. Her large, watery eyes gazed at him seductively.

Lin Qing was flustered by her bold actions, secretly glancing at Dong Hao.

"Stop it, sister, look how scared you've made Lin Qing."

Dong Hao's face showed no unusual expression. Lin Qing finally believed the rumors that Dong Yan was very open-minded.

"Hehe, you're shy again. Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Let's go, what are you treating me to today?"

Dong Yan generously hooked her small hand around Lin Qing's arm, opened her rosy lips and stuck out her bright red tongue, a strange fragrance wafting into his nose.

"Let's go eat South Korean food, I want to eat barbecue today."

Dong Yan reached out and put her arm around Lin Qing's waist, her curvaceous body leaning against him, that sweet, sticky feeling making Lin Qing's heart race.

He touched the five or six hundred yuan in his pocket, looked at Dong Yan's alluring curves, and finally made up his mind, thinking he'd go for it, "Okay, whatever you say."

"Don't be nervous, you don't need to pay, it's my treat."

Dong Yan looked at Lin Qing's slightly distressed expression and whispered in his ear, her warm breath wafting against his ear. In that instant, Lin Qing would be willing to die, let alone spend all the money he had.

"How can that be? I said I'd treat you to dinner."

"Oh, you're quite generous, don't be so stubborn."

Dong Yan tapped Lin Qing's nose with a finger.

"No way, how could I let such a beautiful woman like you treat me? I'd lose face."

Seeing Dong Hao and the others walking ahead, Lin Qing's words became more unrestrained.

Dong Yan chuckled, her smooth cheeks gently resting on Lin Qing's shoulder. Her round, firm breasts, through her thin dress, pressed against his arm, proudly displaying their fullness and elasticity.

Lin Qing turned his head and saw, through the low neckline, a snow-white bra half-covering her high breasts, the deep cleavage trembling slightly, attracting his gaze.

Dong Yan chuckled and tossed her hair back, her voice sweet and coquettish: "Have you seen enough? Let's go, they're waiting up ahead."

"Won't Xiao Hao scold you for this?"

Lin Qing couldn't help but voice his question.

"What happened between us?"

Dong Yan looked at Lin Qing with a sly smile. "No one has ever dared to interfere with me. I do whatever I want. What, are you scared?"

Upon arriving at the restaurant, a fairly pretty waitress greeted them with a professional smile. "Sister Yan, welcome! Would you like to sit in your usual private room?"

"Of course, just bring me what I like."

Dong Yan nodded with a smile.

Inside the private room, they slipped off their shoes and sat cross-legged on the Korean-style tatami mats. Dong Yan gracefully sat down next to Lin Qing and whispered in his ear, "The dishes here are very special. Order anything you want, it's on me."

"Looks like we'll have to call you brother-in-law from now on,"

Geng Fei, who had been silent until now, suddenly blurted out.

"Tch, do you want to die? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Dong Yan turned to Geng Fei and scolded him playfully, her face almost red to her neck.

"Isn't that right? We're all your brother's buddies, but you treat Lin Qing much better than us, sister."

Geng Fei's family lived upstairs from Dong Hao's, and he had known Dong Yan since childhood, so he spoke much more casually than Lin Qing.

"That's right, Lin Qing is much more handsome than us, Sister Yan must have a crush on him," Bai Feng chimed in, though his tone had a hint of sourness.

Dong Yan jumped up and smacked Geng Fei, "If you have food, just eat it, why are you talking so much?"

Various meats and seafood were served in a continuous stream, and Dong Yan even ordered two bottles of sake for each of them. The waiter knelt beside the table, grilling each dish for them one by one. Dong Yan smiled and urged them to drink, "This sake is like water, it has no strength at all, is this really something for men to drink?"

Bai Feng finished his two small bottles in a few gulps, "I'd better drink something else."

He looked like he hadn't had enough.

"If you can drink, order more. Drink as much as you want today."

Dong Yan leaned against Lin Qing's shoulder, a few strands of her unkempt black hair falling from her face to her shoulder. She turned her head and gave him a shy, playful glare, whispering, "This wine has a strong aftereffect, so drink less." Her

bright eyes revealed a charming shyness, making her incredibly alluring.

"I can handle this little bit. Come on, everyone, cheers!"

Lin Qing raised his small wine cup, which could hold no more than an ounce.

"If you're going to drink, then drink from the whole pot! You're just teasing me with that tiny cup!"

Dong Hao picked up a small wine pot, which could only hold a little over three ounces, and compared it to Lin Qing's.

"Let's drink! Who are you trying to scare?"

Everyone raised their wine pots, and Dong Yan, caught up in their enthusiastic atmosphere, tilted her long, slender neck back and took a big gulp.

"Alright, that's about enough. We can handle the rest ourselves. You can go now."

Dong Yan waved lazily to the waiter.

"Sister Yan, please enjoy your meal. Call me if you need anything. I'm leaving now."

The waiter bowed slightly and left, closing the door behind him.

Lin Qing and the others, eager to impress Dong Yan, downed bottle after bottle of sake, barely eating any food. After a while, the strong aftereffects of the sake kicked in, and everyone became drowsy and incoherent.

Lin Qing glanced at Dong Yan's graceful back and couldn't help but whisper, "Sister Yan, you're so beautiful."

Chapter 104: Flirting at the Dinner Table

Dong Yan glanced at Lin Qing with delight, gently shifting her alluring body. Her high, firm breasts rose and fell, revealing her round, shapely nipples. Her slender waist and rounded buttocks, encased in a tight-fitting long dress, were even more captivating than when she was completely naked. Lin Qing's blood boiled, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.

Dong Yan blushed, glanced around, and smiled suggestively, nestling her supple body against Lin Qing's chest.

Lin Qing looked up at his three slightly drunk brothers, then boldly pulled her close, peering at her alabaster-white breasts through her neckline.

Dong Yan tilted her wine-reddened, fair face up, her rosy lips slightly parted, "You little lecher, I should really gouge your eyes out."

Her sweet voice echoed in the room, radiating a captivating charm, her full body radiating heat.

Lin Qing lowered his head, inhaling the delicate fragrance of her black hair. His hand climbed up her supple, alluring waist, stealthily reaching the lower edge of her breasts, tentatively touching her heavy, rounded mounds.

Dong Yan's cheeks flushed, and she breathed heavily, sweetly murmuring, "Little pervert, don't be so timid when it comes to the real thing, hehe..."

She chuckled, pressing Lin Qing's hand tightly, gently pulling down half of the zipper at her neckline, revealing most of her full, white breasts.

Lin Qing wrapped one arm around her slender waist and the other around her chest. Dong Yan smiled sweetly, leaning forward, her breasts half-exposed, swaying gently, a few strands of her long hair cascading down. She turned her head, gazing at Lin Qing with bright, sparkling eyes, and smiled sweetly, deftly tucking her loose hair behind her ear.

"Shall we turn around, so they don't see what I look like?"

Dong Yan's soft, clear voice was as melodious as a silver bell.

"Okay."

Lin Qing shifted his body so his back was facing the table. Dong Yan sat down in front of him with a charming smile, lazily stretching.

"Can you let your hair down? I love seeing your long hair."

Lin Qing gently swayed her body, his hands tightening around her breasts, his palms pressing against her full breasts, savoring their alluring elasticity.

Dong Yan smiled sweetly, reaching out to undo her pretty bun, tossing her long, black hair forward to reveal her fair, shapely neck, her rosy cheeks, her smooth, white breasts, and her fair shoulders and arms, all creating an alluring picture against the backdrop of her long, black hair.

"You little lecher, you've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve."

Her expression, both happy and reproachful, was extremely captivating. Her long, flowing hair accentuated the soft curves of her shoulders and arms, and her full, round breasts were on full display.

Seeing Lin Qing's lecherous gaze, she rolled her eyes at him, her small hand gently trembling as she stroked his.

"Wow, they're so big."

Lin Qing gently pressed her rounded breasts through her bra, occasionally flicking the tiny nipples with his fingers.

Dong Yan, somewhat overwhelmed by the teasing, withdrew her hands and hugged her chest, her shy expression incredibly alluring. Her trembling lips kissed Lin Qing's cheek, her breath light and rapid: "You little pervert, let me tell you, there's no future for us."

Lin Qing gently stroked her back, his cheek lightly caressing her long hair. "You don't need to feel guilty. I'm not a good boy either, and I don't want any future."

Dong Yan turned and hugged Lin Qing's waist, burying her head in his chest. "Then what are we?"

Her face flushed, she lightly bit the man's cheek.

"Let's be a pair of adulterers, how about that?"

Dong Yan pressed her finger to Lin Qing's lips. "You can be the adulterer, and I'm a respectable woman."

Lin Qing smiled, took her cute little hand, and kissed her warm palm.

"You, you..."

Dong Yan felt hot all over, burying her face in his chest.

Lin Qing held her trembling body tightly, gently stroking her glossy black hair, cupping her rosy cheeks, and rubbing his nose against her delicate one.

Dong Yan pressed her voluptuous body against him affectionately, "But, but you're my brother's friend, I..."

she stammered, hesitant.

"Just pretend I don't know your brother."

It was clearly you who seduced me, yet you come up with so many excuses at the last minute. You really want to have your cake and eat it too. Thinking this, Lin Qing lowered his head and pressed his lips to her trembling red lips, kissing her warm, fiery mouth.

Dong Yan, already infatuated, hugged the man's shoulders and neck, her passion almost thirsty as she extended her delicate tongue, letting Lin Qing taste it.

She curled up in Lin Qing's arms, her fragrant sweat rising, and Lin Qing kissed almost every inch of her cheek and neck, then moved down.

Dong Yan, panting heavily, let out muffled moans, "Mmm..."

Her small hands scratched wildly at Lin Qing's back, her voluptuous body instinctively twisting and trembling under the man's caresses.

She raised her flushed face and asked shyly, "You, you're so skilled. I thought you were just an innocent child, it seems I misjudged you." Lin Qing

pinched her delicate nose, "That's enough, shouldn't we go home?"

"No rush! I want more."

Dong Yan raised her slender hand, her five beautifully sculpted, white fingers embracing Lin Qing's neck, her fair and full body rubbing against him, giggling and asking for a kiss.

Lin Qing smelled a faint fragrance, casually wrapped his arm around her slender waist and pulled her close, his hand pulling open her long skirt, reaching into her bosom to knead her high, round breasts.

Dong Yan was burning with desire, her body ablaze with boundless passion. She nestled against the man, whispering, "Lin—Lin Qing."

Leaning against him, she called his name sweetly, her beautiful face a mixture of coquettishness and allure, her bright, watery eyes revealing her contentment.

Lin Qing inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from her long hair. Dong Yan murmured softly, turning her head to gently bite his cheek and ear, then pulled open his shirt, her fiery lips lightly biting and kissing his strong chest.

Lin Qing pinched her hot, pink cheek, and Dong Yan immediately snuggled into his arms, giggling. He reached into her bosom, his hands warm and fragrant. Dong Yan squirmed under his touch, "I'm not coming anymore!"

She half-heartedly pushed away Lin Qing's hands that were roaming her chest, even biting his restless arm. "You little devil!"

she whispered in his ear in a seductive, intoxicating voice.

"I think you're even more lustful than I am."

Lin Qing wrapped his arms around her slender waist, his warm, fragrant embrace filling her with desire. His hands teased her, making her sway with a seductive smile.

Dong Yan, with a charmingly shy smile, pounced on Lin Qing, her watery eyes captivatingly alluring. She pressed herself against him, her fiery cherry lips meeting his.

Just as they were kissing passionately, a slight sound came from behind. Lin Qing turned around and saw Dong Hao, half-drunk and half-awake, raising his head.

In that instant, Dong Yan quickly zipped up her pants and pulled away from Lin Qing.

Lin Qing couldn't help but admire her choice of position. No matter who sobered up first, they wouldn't see Dong Yan, and she would have enough time to tidy herself up. She was truly a master of illicit pleasure.

While admiring her, Lin Qing couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for her future husband. He was sure to wear the green hat many times in his life.

Chapter 105 Hero Saves the Beauty

"What time is it? Shouldn't we go home?"

Just as Lin Qing was lost in thought, Dong Hao shook the still drowsy Geng Fei and Bai Feng awake.

"This wine is really damn strong. I still feel terrible."

Bai Feng stood up, feeling dizzy.

"He's gone, he's gone, wake up."

Dong Hao shook the reluctant Geng Fei.

"Waiter,"

Lin Qing called out, "Check, please."

"I'll pay, you haven't even earned any money yet."

Dong Yan smiled charmingly and reached out to grab Lin Qing's hand as she took out her money.

"It's alright, I can afford it, give me some face."

Lin Qing looked at her fair and delicate skin. She pouted and made a small kissing gesture.

Dong Yan smiled charmingly: "Okay then, thank you, sister."

Everyone was awake, and Lin Qing didn't dare to do anything too outrageous. Instead, she supported Geng Fei's swaying body. "Can you go home? Do you need me to take you?"

"You take Bai Feng, we're not going that way."

Dong Hao reached out and took Geng Fei.

Lin Qing looked at Dong Yan reluctantly.

"Let's go."

Dong Yan, in her long dress, walked away gracefully. Lin Qing watched her stunningly beautiful figure gradually disappear into the distance, then sadly helped Bai Feng home.

Back home, Lin Qing lay in bed, his mind filled with Dong Yan's sexy image.

Her voluptuous body and mature allure captivated him. Thinking about her, his heart burned with desire, and he became aroused. He tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

Several times, Lin Qing considered calling someone to help, but now his mind was filled with Dong Yan, and he was afraid that calling someone else would prevent him from fully enjoying himself, and might unintentionally hurt her with his words or actions.

'Sigh, forget it,' he dismissed the thought, picked up a pillow, and pressed it between his legs to suppress his desire. He finally fell asleep after tossing and turning.

In the following days, Lin Qing and his friends played mahjong at Dong Hao's house every few days, but Lin Qing never saw Dong Yan again. Lin Qing had casually inquired about her, and learned that Dong Yan didn't usually live at home, but rented a place outside.

Lin Qing had thought he'd never have a chance to win Dong Yan's heart, but unexpectedly…

another sunset painted the sky with vibrant hues, and Lin Qing wandered the streets alone. He unintentionally arrived at the restaurant where he and Dong Yan had once dined together.

Remembering their passionate encounter in the private room that day, he stopped and stood on the roadside opposite the restaurant, staring blankly at the entrance, hoping to catch a glimpse of his beloved.

A few minutes later, a miracle actually occurred.

Amidst the commotion, several people poured out of the entrance, arguing fiercely. Lin Qing curled his lip, casting a disdainful glance. "Ah…" A slender figure in a red and black checkered coat and a plain white skirt immediately caught his eye.

Her fair legs, gleaming brightly beneath the short skirt, and her long, black hair swaying, revealing half of her delicate, porcelain-like face.

"Isn't that Dong Yan?" he exclaimed excitedly, standing up and moving closer. "What's going on?"

Dong Yan's pretty face showed a complex expression of surprise and helplessness when she saw Lin Qing appear.

A tall, thin man turned to Lin Qing, "Who are you? What's it to you? Get out of my way!"

"You can't bully my sister."

Lin Qing punched him in the corner of the eye.

"Ah, you—you dare hit me?"

The tall, thin man covered his already bruised eye socket with his hand, his face full of surprise. The others immediately surrounded him.

"No, this is my brother's friend, don't hit him."

Dong Yan rushed into the crowd and stood in front of Lin Qing. "Tang Cheng, if you hit him today, see if I'll talk to you again."

Hearing the name 'Tang Cheng', Lin Qing couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He was a notorious gangster in their area. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, 'So what if he's a gangster? Didn't I still punch him?' "Let's stop here for today. We'll talk about this later. I'll take him home first."

Dong Yan pulled Lin Qing out of the crowd and turned back to tell Tang Cheng.

Under Tang Cheng's almost fiery gaze, Lin Qing strode away triumphantly.

"You've got guts,"

Dong Yan said, leaning close to Lin Qing and smiling at him.

"I didn't know your boyfriend was Tang Cheng."

Lin Qing inhaled her faint fragrance, his member slightly hardening.

"So many of them, and you still dared to come and play the hero. I didn't realize you were so brave!"

Dong Yan gently shook Lin Qing's arm, her full breasts brushing against him, their elasticity making his erection even larger.

"Hmph, what's that? If I see someone bullying you, I don't care how many more there are."

"Really?"

Dong Yan's alluring eyes flashed with joy. She stood on tiptoe and kissed Lin Qing on the cheek.

The thin lips, the soft touch, made Lin Qing feel like he was floating on air, so excited he was almost flustered.

"Come to my place, handsome little guy,"

Dong Yan's sweet voice tickled Lin Qing.

"That wouldn't be good, would it? What if your boyfriend caught me in the house? He'd probably beat me to death!"

he probed, half-jokingly.

"He won't dare come looking for me today, hehe. I didn't realize you were so careful. Let's go, it's okay. Weren't you quite bold just now?"

Dong Yan glanced at Lin Qing with a flirtatious look in her eyes, making him want to immediately pull her voluptuous body into his arms and ravage it.

"Of course! Although it's hard to resist a beautiful woman, life is more important. I don't want to fall under Tang Cheng's fists before I've even had a chance to kiss her. How unjust would that be?"

Lin Qing reached out and pulled the beauty's slender waist into his arms.

"Aren't you afraid of him?"

Dong Yan's soft body pressed against Lin Qing's, her beautiful head tilted back, panting as she looked at him, her hot yet fragrant breath spraying onto his face.

Lin Qing felt the elasticity of her slender, delicate body, and lightly stroked the tip of her pretty nose with his index finger. "For you, I'd die for you, let alone take a beating."

He tightened his grip, holding the beauty's body tightly in his arms.

"You're so good at sweet-talking, but I love hearing it."

Dong Yan hugged Lin Qing tightly, a lovely smile on her face, her fingers gently stroking his chest, her eyes sparkling with playfulness.

By the time they arrived at Dong Yan's rented apartment building, it was already dark. They had been teasing each other for a long time on the way, both of them already aroused and impatient. As soon as they entered the dimly lit stairwell, they immediately embraced and kissed deeply.

Chapter 106 Foreplay in the Bedroom

Lin Qing licked Dong Yan's soft, cherry-like lips with his tongue, and Dong Yan also extended her small tongue to gently rub against the tip of Lin Qing's tongue.

While enjoying the sweet kiss, Lin Qing pulled open the hem of her coat and caressed her firm, elastic buttocks through her skirt.

"Mmm, mmm..."

Dong Yan breathed softly, intermittent moans escaping from the corners of her mouth as she passionately kissed Lin Qing, her smooth little tongue entwining with the man's tongue and sucking hard.

Lin Qing slipped his hand under her skirt, kneading her slightly rounded, soft buttocks. Dong Yan writhed excitedly, "Mmm, mmm..."

her eyes closed, panting as if she couldn't bear it.

Finally, Lin Qing pulled down Dong Yan's thin, smooth panties, stroking her soft pubic hair, exploring downwards with his fingers. Dong Yan's vulva was already quite wet.

When Lin Qing parted her labia and rubbed the soft labia that were wrapped around his fingers, she let out a soft moan and hugged Lin Qing tightly. When Lin Qing played with the sensitive clitoris at the top with his fingers, Dong Yan couldn't help but frown, her clitoris swelling with desire.

Lin Qing's fingers began to circle around the wet vulva. "No, I can't take it anymore."

Dong Yan seemed to have used a lot of strength to pull away from his mouth, letting out low, intermittent moans.

Lin Qing's fingers inserted into the smooth vulva and began to thrust in and out. "Ah, mmm, no..."

Dong Yan's round buttocks trembled as if electrocuted, and she hugged the man's body even tighter.

"Is it all wet inside too?"

Lin Qing leaned close to her ear, gently biting her jade-like earlobe.

"No, I don't want to be here, ah..."

Hearing Lin Qing's lewd voice, Dong Yan shook her head and murmured, "Come inside, please."

Opening the door, as soon as she stepped into the dark room, Dong Yan threw herself into Lin Qing's arms, her small hands hurriedly unbuckling his belt.

Lin Qing saw the light switch on the wall by the dim light outside, closed the door, and then turned on the living room light. His pants had been completely undone by Dong Yan, and his hard weapon had already turned his underwear into a tent.

"Wow, it's just as big as I thought!"

Dong Yan stared at the bulge between Lin Qing's legs with hazy eyes.

Lin Qing pulled open her red and black coat, revealing a short dress underneath that accentuated her alluring curves and long, full thighs. Her high cleavage was clearly visible from the neckline of the dress, and her full breasts were faintly visible through the semi-transparent bra, exuding a soft and mature charm.

Dong Yan leaned back, rubbing her long, shapely legs against Lin Qing's legs without pressing them firmly. The subtle elasticity of the touch intoxicated Lin Qing. He peeked through the gap between her legs and saw a patch of dark skin gently pressed against the base of her full, rounded thighs.

He reached out and lifted her smooth thighs to his waist, then grasped her slender ankles, placing her soft feet on his lap. He untied the thin straps around her ankles and gently removed her shoes, tossing them to the floor.

The sheer stockings clung tightly to Dong Yan's soft feet, and through the thin fabric, the faint veins on her slender toes were faintly visible. The soles of the stockings were half-dampened with fragrant sweat, clinging to the slightly concave soles. Lin Qing held Dong Yan's smooth, delicate feet, gently stroking her soft soles. Her fleshy toes twitched up and down as she leaned back and slowly sat down on the sofa.

"Ah! Be gentle."

Dong Yan let out a lazy, comfortable moan.

Lin Qing slowly massaged Dong Yan's soft toes and soles, and Dong Yan couldn't help but whimper, her body trembling slowly, her cheeks flushing.

Lin Qing reverently held her soft, smooth jade feet to his nose, placed his nose on the soles of her feet, and took a deep breath. A faint, slightly sour scent mixed with a delicate fragrance filled his nostrils, truly refreshing.

His left hand slowly moved upwards along her long legs. Dong Yan shyly pressed her legs together tightly, giggling seductively, "No need, it tickles."

Lin Qing gently touched her slender calves, enjoying the smooth touch. Dong Yan's face showed an expression of intoxication, "Ah—you—you're so gentle—I—I like it so much."

She moaned softly as she pulled her legs out of Lin Qing's arms, her body sliding down, her round buttocks sliding to the edge of the sofa. She spread her legs and bent them, placing them on the edge of the sofa. Her short skirt slid down to her full and alluring thighs, completely exposing her two plump, snow-white buttocks.

At the base of her snow-white, almost translucent thighs was a high, rounded mound of Venus. Through her nearly transparent panties, the fair skin and dark pubic hair exuded a stimulation that Lin Qing could not resist. The thick, curly, dark brown pubic hair formed an inverted triangle, covering the high mound of Venus. Her bulging crotch, dark reddish-brown, jutted outwards, and her two smooth labia, like budding petals, were high and protruding, half-hidden, brimming with intense desire.

Excitedly, Lin Qing leaned between her legs, bent down, and gently stroked Dong Yan's back. His hard penis pressed against her round buttocks, and his right knee was pressed tightly against her right leg.

Dong Yan's thighs were hot, and Lin Qing felt her trembling slightly. His penis, through the thin summer pants, pressed directly against the soft, tender flesh covered by her thin panties. The warm, soft flesh made his penis grow even larger.

"Mmm—you're so naughty—wait—wait—don't rush me."

Dong Yan subconsciously pulled her round buttocks back, and Lin Qing, a little embarrassed, chuckled and lowered his head. He could just glimpse her fair and deep cleavage through the low neckline, as well as her full and swollen breasts under the bra without cups. The thin mesh of the bra was a semi-transparent layer, covering her nipples and areolas, and that mature and charming look made his blood boil.

Dong Yan slowly lifted her buttocks and moved forward until her mons pubis rubbed against Lin Qing's hard penis. She closed her eyes and rested her head on the sofa. Every time Lin Qing's hard penis rubbed against her mons pubis, her breasts would sway and gradually become rhythmic thrusts forward.

Lin Qing's long spear swelled and ached from the friction, and Dong Yan's delicate body twitched slightly as she murmured, "Please, I really can't take it anymore, ah, I, I'm so itchy."

"Let me lick it."

Lin Qing pressed Dong Yan's head down.

"Lick what?"

Dong Yan twisted her body, asking a question that sounded like a dream.

"If you like it, then forget it."

Lin Qing pulled her smooth shoulders up.

"I like it, I don't like anyone else's, I like yours too."

Dong Yan gently shook her shoulders and lowered her head.

"Okay, but take off your clothes first. Do you want me to take them off for you, or do you take them off yourself?"

"I want you to take them off for me."

Dong Yan moved away from Lin Qing's body, gathered her hands, pulled her long hair that was draped over her shoulders behind her back, and then stretched out her fair arms, waiting for the man.

Lin Qing reached out and lifted the hem of her coat, revealing a semi-transparent light white bra that tightly covered her full breasts, her tender breasts gleaming with a snowy white light.

As he removed her skirt, Dong Yan turned away from Lin Qing in shame. Her round, mature buttocks, encased in lace panties, made his heart race. He unhooked her bra, gently turning her smooth, alabaster shoulders around her. Her full, firm breasts were now in sight, their delicate, moist peaks and luscious nipples displaying a mature allure.

Lin Qing embraced Dong Yan's round, full buttocks and kissed her fiery cherry lips. Dong Yan responded passionately with her tongue, using practiced skill.

Lin Qing's fingers, through her lace panties, gently teased her clitoris and pubic bone. Dong Yan became exceptionally sensitive, and the constant flow of love fluid almost completely soaked her lace panties.

Chapter 107 The War Begins

"Your body is so beautiful."

Lin Qing picked up Dong Yan's voluptuous, reclining body and placed her on the bed. He straddled her full breasts, pointed his erect penis at her, and ordered, "Lick it."

Dong Yan smiled and raised her head, taking the light purple tip into her mouth. She sucked deeply, her cheeks clenching, making a wet sound as she sucked hard.

"Mmm, that's great."

Lin Qing straddled Dong Yan's soft breasts, letting out satisfied moans. The woman's soft tongue rubbed against the tip, bringing him indescribable pleasure. "You lick so well,"

he couldn't help but begin to wiggle his hips on Dong Yan's breasts.

Dong Yan felt a sharp pain deep in her throat, revealing a pained expression. Her tongue entwined and sucked on his penis, arousing Lin Qing's desire to ejaculate. He pulled his hips back, withdrawing his weapon from the woman's mouth.

"If you keep going like this, I might ejaculate,"

Lin Qing groaned.

Dong Yan reluctantly stuck out her pink tongue, chasing after the man's weapon. "I want more!"

Her cheeks were already flushed, and she opened her eyes, looking at Lin Qing with a playful gaze.

"If you keep going like this, I'll ejaculate."

"It's okay if you ejaculate, I'll swallow it."

Dong Yan's soft tongue licked Lin Qing's scrotum from below.

Lin Qing's body trembled uncontrollably, a strong numbing sensation rushing to his head. To suppress the urge to ejaculate, he pulled back.

Dong Yan took off her panties and placed them on the sofa chair, her eyes revealing a playful yet alluring gleam.

Lin Qing looked at the tempting body lying face down on the bed. Her round, fleshy buttocks gleamed beautifully under the light. Although her long legs were closed, obscuring the cleft between her buttocks, it was enough to make his blood boil. Her shapely body shone with a vibrant glow, and her long black hair was draped over the sheets, through which a glimpse of the white skin at the edge of her full breasts could be seen.

Dong Yan's bright eyes looked at his erect penis, which stood at a sharp angle, and she made a shy expression.

Lin Qing deliberately took a deep breath and vigorously shook his weapon.

"You're so annoying..."

Dong Yan twisted her beautiful body, laughing lasciviously.

Only then did Lin Qing notice that Dong Yan, with her light makeup, was even more beautiful than the last time he saw her. He lightly kissed her cheek, revealing his erect penis to the woman, and slowly climbed onto the bed.

Dong Yan's beautiful eyes gleamed with curiosity as she watched Lin Qing approach her, who was lying face down on the bed, chuckling. He pressed his lips to her smooth back, licking it as his hands caressed her smooth, round buttocks, his fingers slipping between the mounds of her buttocks.

Dong Yan writhed, lying face down, "Itchy—so itchy."

Lin Qing's fingers had already touched the edge of her anus. "Is it itchy here?"

"No, it's my back that's itchy."

Lin Qing moved his fingers down the crevice of her buttocks, avoiding the surrounding pubic hair, until he touched the tender flesh.

"Ah—ah..."

Dong Yan moaned wantonly. Lin Qing parted the labia, and as his fingers slipped and twisted between the flesh, she immediately reacted, feeling a wet and melting sensation. Beneath the soft pubic hair, the sensitive buds in the crevice were already peeking out and erect.

Lin Qing teased her most sensitive clitoris with his fingers, causing Dong Yan's round buttocks to suddenly spring up, trembling as if twisting. "Ah, I can't take it anymore, I'm most afraid of that place, ah..."

Dong Yan raised her buttocks, twisting as if she couldn't bear it any longer. Her long, straight legs bent at the knees to support her raised buttocks. This allowed Lin Qing to clearly see the light pink opening of her vagina, where the pink flesh walls opened layer by layer, radiating a moist sheen.

The moment Lin Qing's fingers entered the opening, the tender flesh near the entrance immediately pressed against his fingers, and the opening was already as wet as a flood.

"Ah, oh dear, you're so naughty."

Dong Yan twisted her buttocks, and sticky nectar continuously overflowed from her honey hole.

Lin Qing withdrew his wet fingers and kissed her breasts, which appeared particularly full on her slender body. He parted the thick, dark pubic hair, revealing her pinkish-brown labia, and then his fingers once again entered the wet crevice.

"Ah, ah..."

Dong Yan's breasts began to writhe, her plump buttocks bounced upwards, her vulva fully open, the tender flesh inside writhing around Lin Qing's fingers.

"Ah, I can't, I can't take it anymore."

She twisted her body, impatiently grabbing Lin Qing's erect weapon, moaning breathlessly, "Use you, use your, do, do me."

Hearing her lewd moans, Lin Qing's thick, black penis swelled, the veins on it throbbing, a thin stream of clear lubricating fluid flowing from its tip.

He looked down at Dong Yan's vulva, noticing that her snow-white inner thighs and the area around her pink cleft were soaked in milky white fluid. Her curly pubic hair, glistening with the juice, sparsely clung to the area around her vulva. Her two pink labia, swollen from engorgement, parted, spreading wantonly to form a crimson crevice. He could vaguely see the small labia, glistening with clear, viscous fluid. Her tender clitoris twitched slightly within the delicate labia, and a constant trickle of fluid seeped from the cleft, making the entire vulva appear crystal clear and radiating a pinkish glow—a scene of extreme eroticism.

Lin Qing's lust was fully aroused by Dong Yan. He lifted her jade-like, snow-white thighs, raising her round buttocks slightly, exposing her vulva to him. He thrust his long spear forward, parting her labia, and plunged it deep into the wet, tight crevice until it was completely submerged.

The inserted honey hole reflexively clamped down on the long spear, and her fair buttocks clenched tightly as well.

"Ah, so tight, so comfortable."

Lin Qing trembled with pleasure as the honey hole gripped him, and he couldn't help but thrust forward, all the way to her cervix.

"Ah, it's all the way in, oh, so full."

Dong Yan straightened her delicate body, her fair arms tightly wrapped around Lin Qing's shoulders. The hot and moist flower passage tightly contained the man's weapon. Although her honey passage wasn't as tight as a virgin's, it still tightly bound the shaft, giving Lin Qing indescribable comfort.

As the man's long spear entered her mature body, the overwhelming pleasure made Dong Yan close her eyes in ecstasy. The fullness inside her honey hole made her straighten her body.

Lin Qing gently placed his hand behind her head and lifted it upward. Dong Yan opened her eyes with slight surprise and looked at the man on top of her.

"Look."

Lin Qing raised her head a little higher, letting her see the thick, black spear deeply inserted into her own honey hole. Her two delicate lips were helplessly forced apart, the thick spearhead pressing tightly into the slender opening of her flesh, the tender red flesh receiving the spear's contact.

Dong Yan moaned shyly, "You, you're so bad, doing this to me and making me watch."

As she moaned, her long legs kicked wildly, her full breasts trembling slightly, teasing Lin Qing, her raised mons pubis making Lin Qing penetrate even deeper into her honey hole.

Lin Qing embraced Dong Yan's hot body. Dong Yan closed her eyes tightly, her slender white fingers pressing firmly on his arm, biting her lower lip, letting out soft moans from her nostrils, "Mmm, mmm..."

Her firm, snow-white breasts stood tall in front of her soft chest, the nipples a bright red, her skin smooth and delicate, her curves graceful and beautiful, making one dizzy with beauty.

Lin Qing brazenly placed his hands on her full, soft breasts, cupping and kneading them, pinching and gently tugging at her nipples with his thumb and forefinger. The sensitive nipples hardened from the stimulation.

Dong Yan gasped, her body trembling, her long legs slightly loosening. Lin Qing spread her legs wide, forming a large V-shape, exposing her moist, light pink lips, which tightly enveloped his long spear, gently opening and closing.

(Chapter 108: Intense Firepower)

Lin Qing lay on Dong Yan's curvaceous body, gazing at her beautiful face. He slightly withdrew his weapon, lowered his head, and kissed her luscious lips. His tongue pried open her white teeth, quickly venturing into her warm mouth, searching for her fragrant tongue.

Dong Yan's smooth, jelly-like tongue intertwined with the man's. Lin Qing rubbed his chest muscles against her firm breasts, his legs undulating and pressing against her soft, white thighs. His hands teased her long, slender thighs, while his penis thrust and rubbed against her tender flesh.

Dong Yan's body writhed, her slender arms encircling the man on top of her. Her tongue darted into Lin Qing's mouth, sucking and entwining. Her round breasts trembled slightly with her soft moans, her round buttocks swaying and thrusting, wanting to welcome his penis into her honeyed depths to relieve the itch.

Lin Qing lifted Dong Yan's thigh with his right hand, pressing it against her breasts. With his left hand, he thrust his penis hard into Dong Yan's moist, alluring crevice. The head of his penis roughly pierced the depths of her tender honeyed depths, the scrotum striking her white buttocks with each powerful thrust, making a "slap, slap, slap..."

sound.

With each thrust, Dong Yan's delicate body convulsed, and with each convulsion, her warm, tight honey hole clenched tightly, her cervix sucking at the deeply inserted weapon like a small mouth.

Dong Yan lay limply on the sofa, letting the man freely enter and exit her honey hole.

To prolong the duration, Lin Qing changed his method, first slowly withdrawing until only the tip of his penis remained at the entrance of her honey hole, then forcefully and rapidly thrusting in, penetrating deep into her core. With each thrust, the tender, bright red flesh inside Dong Yan's honey hole turned inside out with the long penis.

Dong Yan's delicate body trembled, her legs stretched wildly, her round buttocks shook violently, her hands and feet tightly wrapped around Lin Qing's waist, desperately pressing down on his buttocks, forcefully thrusting her vulva upwards, making her honey hole tightly welcome the long penis, leaving no gap.

Lin Qing forcefully pulled out and thrust in again, rotating his hips and grinding the tender flesh inside her honey hole. His long spear thrust in and out rapidly within her opening and closing honey hole, making Dong Yan pant softly, her eyes half-closed in desire. Her fleshy, tender white body convulsed and spasmed, drenched in fragrant sweat, panting heavily: "Mmm, ah, beautiful, so beautiful."

A stream of lustful fluid flowed down her round buttocks, soaking a large patch of the sofa cushion.

Lin Qing held her tightly, his chest pressing against her full breasts, feeling their soft yet firm, incredibly elastic texture. His long spear was inserted into her warm, tight honey hole, thrusting in and out with great force.

Dong Yan's tender, tight honey hole sucked on the man's weapon, moaning lasciviously, "Little Lin, you're so amazing, sister, sister loves you to death."

She desperately arched her round buttocks to cooperate with Lin Qing, "Oh, so good, oh, I can't take it anymore, ah..."

Suddenly, she opened her cherry-like mouth and bit Lin Qing's shoulder, her honey hole gushing out a torrent of lustful fluid.

Lin Qing felt a surge of heat coursing through his sensitive areas, his back tingling and numbing. His penis throbbed a few times in the hot, wet opening, the tip swelling and penetrating Dong Yan's uterus. The scalding stimulation, combined with the suction of her tight opening, gave him a powerful urge to ejaculate. He quickly pulled back, withdrawing the tip from her cervix to the entrance of her opening.

"Ah—no—don't—don't take it out—I want it—I want more!"

Dong Yan's head tilted back, her small white hands stretching out as far as they could, pressing down hard on Lin Qing's raised buttocks to prevent his weapon from leaving her opening.

Helpless, Lin Qing could only take a deep breath, suppressing his urge to ejaculate, and press down on Dong Yan's soft body. As she willingly parted her legs and lifted them, welcoming her vulva, he thrust in again with force.

"Oh, trying to run away? Where can you run to? The whole country is liberated."

"Ah, ah, you bad boy, ah, be gentle, ah..."

While teasing Dong Yan, Lin Qing raised his hand from the back of the sofa, pressing his entire weight onto his spear. The tip of the spear, under the weight of his body, penetrated deep into her womb, reaching a depth that Dong Yan had never been touched before.

Dong Yan cried out, overwhelmed: "You devil—be gentle—be gentle—you want to fuck me to death—if you fuck me to death, how will I fuck you later?"

"Will I still be able to fuck you later?"

Lin Qing thrust forcefully.

"Ah, so comfortable—sister, you can do whatever you want to me from now on—ah, so comfortable—ah—"

Dong Yan showed an expression of extreme satisfaction, swaying her head from side to side, her long black hair flying, her full breasts rising and falling like waves, her honey hole intermittently writhing as it swallowed and spat out the spear, the pressure making Lin Qing feel incredibly comfortable.

"I'm coming, I'm about to cum, hurry up!"

Lin Qing quickened his movements in response. Dong Yan gritted her teeth, her beautiful brows furrowed, and she cried out in a hoarse voice, "I'm about to cum, I'm about to cum."

Her sweat-soaked body arched, then stiffened beneath Lin Qing.

Lin Qing withdrew his weapon, retreated to Dong Yan's feet, then lifted her legs onto his shoulders, and thrust violently into her.

"Ah, good..."

Dong Yan's breasts arched back, the soft flesh of her narrow cleft pressing against his spear. "Good, good..."

Her moans sounded like crying. "Ugh, ugh..."

With Dong Yan's legs raised high, Lin Qing reached out his right hand to her round, white buttocks, rubbing her pink clitoris with his fingers, and increasing the speed of his thrusts.

Dong Yan wrapped her arms around Lin Qing's back, shaking her head violently so her black hair flew wildly. "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum, ah, I'm going to cum."

Lin Qing gently parted her legs, raising her round, fleshy buttocks to reveal her soaking wet honey hole, his long spear rotating inside her tight honey hole.

"Good little brother, yours is so powerful, I really like you."

Dong Yan was infinitely satisfied, her pink face and delicate body flushed, covered in fragrant sweat, panting and moaning softly.

Lin Qing gently withdrew his weapon, the tight, wet feeling surging up, he suppressed the urge to ejaculate, holding Dong Yan's slender waist and thrusting wildly.

Dong Yan's warm honey hole spasmed tightly, gripping his long spear, the entrance of her honey hole contracting, giving him unparalleled pleasure with every thrust.

"Your pussy is so good, it feels so

good." "You're so naughty, saying such nasty things."

"Then tell me what you call it, tell me, what am I doing right now?"

"You pervert, I won't tell you, ah, I'm dying, ah, hurry, hurry..."

Dong Yan screamed, her hands tightly gripping Lin Qing's buttocks and pulling him forward, her round buttocks trembling wildly in the air, welcoming his thrusts.

"Ah—no—I can't take it anymore—don't move—ah, stop, ah..."

Lin Qing held Dong Yan's soft waist, his long spear lying quietly inside her honey hole.

Dong Yan stretched out her fair hand and gently touched his pectoral muscles. "Does it feel good?"

Lin Qing whispered in her ear, "What do you think?"

"I'm asking you, how would I know if you feel good or not?"

Lin Qing nodded vigorously. "And what about you?"

Dong Yan's hand slid to Lin Qing's crotch and gently pinched the long shaft still inserted in her honey hole. "I love it so much, I've never felt so good before, you almost killed me just now."

"Do you like me fucking you?"

Lin Qing asked, touching Dong Yan's full body.

"I love your big cock so much."

Dong Yan's fair and full body leaned closer to Lin Qing.

"I love everything about you, your soft red lips, your firm breasts, your alluring little hole, your round big butt, I really hope to be with you forever."

Hearing Lin Qing's sweet praise, Dong Yan's round buttocks swayed gently. "I want it again, give it to me, okay?"

Lin Qing's weapon remained erect in her slippery lustful fluids, without ejaculating.

Chapter 109 Picking the Virgin Chrysanthemum

"Come on, let me make you feel good again."

Dong Yan sat up, her small hands guiding Lin Qing's long spear, and slowly sat down, aiming it at the entrance of his honey hole. Lin Qing was once again enveloped in softness.

Dong Yan swayed back and forth on Lin Qing's body, her full, round breasts swaying with her movements, creating intoxicating waves in the air.

Lin Qing cooperated by arching his upper body, thrusting his weapon upwards, watching the spear pierce into Dong Yan's honey hole again and again, listening to the "squelching" sounds as it squeezed out her juices.

Dong Yan sat down forcefully, her wet mons pubis making a "slapping" sound with each impact. Her soft breasts slammed against Lin Qing's chest with the movement of her body, soft yet elastic, her erect nipples standing tall, and her flat abdomen rippling with alluring wrinkles.

The intense, multi-sensory stimulation made Lin Qing's scalp tingle. Afraid of losing control and ejaculating, he quickly lifted Dong Yan's hot body, making her kneel and raise her round, white buttocks. He parted her soft, fleshy buttocks with his hands and began to frantically lick them with his tongue.

"There's still one place you haven't kissed yet,"

Dong Yan said, pulling Lin Qing's hand to her anus.

Lin Qing moistened his hand with her love juice and rubbed it against the opening. The tight, small fleshy opening slowly parted like a blooming chrysanthemum, revealing a small, round hole. His index finger immediately slipped into the hole, tentatively thrusting in and out a few times.

Dong Yan whispered, "Be gentle, good brother, no one has touched me there yet."

Hearing that it was still virgin territory, Lin Qing's interest grew even stronger. He slowly withdrew his fingertip, and Dong Yan struggled to raise her alluring round buttocks, a hint of pain on her face.

Seeing this, Lin Qing pulled out a finger, moistened it with the lustful fluid at the entrance of her honey hole, and then slowly inserted it into her chrysanthemum-like blooming petals. His slippery finger moved in and out of the opening.

"Oh, I'm going to cum."

Dong Yan's area was unusually sensitive; her body arched backward, and immediately a gush of hot vaginal fluid spurted from her honey hole.

Lin Qing gently caressed her, and as Dong Yan's trembling subsided, he used his hips to press against her round buttocks, grasped her soft buttocks with both hands, and pulled them outward. He lowered his head and pressed the tip of his tongue against the chrysanthemum bud hidden in the cleft of her buttocks.

"Ah—no—it's dirty—"

Dong Yan knelt before Lin Qing, writhing her round, white buttocks.

Lin Qing ignored her reaction, his tongue gently entering the delicate chrysanthemum petals.

"Ah—how embarrassing!"

"What's embarrassing about it—in my heart, every part of your body is the most beautiful."

Lin Qing raised his head slightly and smiled at her.

"You're so naughty—no one has ever licked there before—it feels so good—I love you so much."

Dong Yan smiled and wiggled her round, fleshy buttocks coquettishly.

Lin Qing inserted his fingers shallowly into her anus and rotated them in circles. "

Oh, ah..."

Dong Yan made a soft, wet sound, her delicate body trembling as she collapsed onto the sofa.

Lin Qing's fingers continued to penetrate her anus, while he turned her body and sucked on her swaying nipples.

Dong Yan hugged Lin Qing's body tightly, stimulated to the point of squeezing his fingers, swaying her slender waist from side to side, and turned her head to look at him: "Good little brother, if you really want it, I'm willing to give it to you."

Lin Qing embraced her slender waist, gently kissed Dong Yan's jade neck and earlobe, and gently stroked her tender clitoris.

Excited, Dong Yan arched her snow-white, round buttocks backward, waiting for Lin Qing's penetration. Her small hands pulled the long spear towards her anus.

The spear was sandwiched between the narrow, hot crevice of her buttocks. Lin Qing thrust his hips forward, the tip of the spear touching the hot, taut flesh, gently pushing it in little by little.

Dong Yan gripped the sheets tightly in pain, but cried out, "Ah, it's so hot! Don't be afraid, put it in."

Lin Qing slowly tried to insert it a few times at the entrance of the flesh. As soon as the tip slid in, he felt an unprecedented novelty. The fleshy ring at the entrance of her anus gripped the shaft tightly, constricting the spear as it moved backward with each insertion, until the entire shaft was inserted, the fleshy ring also constricting the base of the spear.

"Ah—it's so full—ah, come on—I'm not afraid of pain—come and fuck my asshole!"

The novel sensation made Dong Yan groan loudly.

Lin Qing slowly withdrew, the fleshy ring moving forward until it reached the edge of the tip, perfectly gripping the coronal sulcus and preventing the penis from easily slipping out.

"Ha! Wonderful,"

Lin Qing exclaimed. He had quite a bit of experience with anal sex, but he had never encountered such a beautiful anus.

He continued to withdraw, and with a 'thud,' the tip broke free of the fleshy ring and withdrew. He quickly inserted again, then withdrew, inserted again, and withdrew again. Dong Yan's anus gradually loosened, and the thrusting of the penis became easier and easier, each thrust producing a "plop, plop..."

sound.

Dong Yan excitedly crawled all over the sofa, crying out as she crawled, her voice growing hoarseer, "Oh, I can't take it anymore, hurry up, harder!"

Lin Qing reached around and inserted his hand into her honey hole from the front, gently probing inward with his fingers, touching her sensitive G-spot. As he thrust outward, he felt his penis moving inside Dong Yan's anus, an exceptionally stimulating sensation.

The simultaneous attack from two directions on her honeyed orifice gave Dong Yan even greater stimulation. Her juices flowed freely, and her honeyed orifice contracted in waves, squeezing Lin Qing's fingers outwards with each thrust. The force of the contractions was so strong that even the long spear inside her anus could be felt.

Lin Qing gripped and kneaded Dong Yan's round, full breasts, the soft sensation penetrating his heart. His body pressed tightly against Dong Yan's smooth, jade-like back, thrusting his spear forward with all his might. Finally, reaching his limit, he ejaculated into her intoxicating anus, collapsing onto the bed with Tong Lei, both panting heavily.

As the spear slowly receded, it slid out from the opening of Dong Yan's anus. Her anus seemed to remain open, as the white, slippery bullet that had been ejaculated deep within her rectum flowed out.

Dong Yan closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasant afterglow of her orgasm, a rare hint of shyness appearing on her face.

Lin Qing gazed at Dong Yan's alluring naked body under the bright lights, his hands caressing her long, slender legs, kneading her smooth muscles, his fingers climbing up to her slightly protruding mons pubis, picking up a strand of soft, dark pubic hair.

"You're so naughty!"

Dong Yan blushed, breaking free from Lin Qing's embrace. She stood up, walked to the wardrobe, and quickly put on a set of black transparent panties and a black bra. Then, she looked at Lin Qing with seductive eyes: "Does it look good?"

The black lingerie contrasted sharply with her fair skin, giving Lin Qing a strong stimulation. His previously shriveled member immediately hardened again. "You're so sexy, you always excite me."

Dong Yan, seeing Lin Qing's erection, exaggeratedly expressed surprise: "Hehehe, so naughty."

She let out a soft, lewd laugh, her beautifully shaped breasts bouncing gently beneath the black bra.

She pulled her long black hair over her shoulder with her small, white hands, walked to the bed, lay back on the bed, and twisted her voluptuous, seductive body.

Lin Qing, his erect penis throbbing, approached her, gazing down at Dong Yan's voluptuous body. The alluring curves from her slender waist to her rounded hips, and the glistening black pubic hair at the intersection of her fair thighs, were breathtaking.

Dong Yan's hands lay lazily on her head, her white armpits exposed.

Lin Qing lay beside her, pinning her right arm down, licking the sweet-smelling sweat from her armpit.

"Mmm—mmm—"

Dong Yan whimpered slightly.

Lin Qing slightly raised his head and kissed her thin lips, pulling her bra straps down to her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of tender white flesh. (12-28 Chapter 110: Giving You a Green Hat 1)

Dong Yan greedily sucked on Lin Qing's tongue, her smooth thighs entwining and rubbing against his.

Lin Qing sucked on the soft, fragrant tongue that had entered his mouth.

"Mmm, mmm..."

Dong Yan frowned and let out a soft moan through her nose, her small hands grasping the man's swollen weapon, stroking it as if kneading it.

Lin Qing's mouth left her thin lips, kissing her jade-like white neck.

"Mmm, mmm..."

Dong Yan revealed her snow-white throat, saying, "Kiss my breasts."

Her breasts rose, pink nipples pulsating.

Lin Qing lowered his head and sucked on the trembling cherry, teasing it with the tip of his tongue.

"Ah..."

Dong Yan's hand gripping the spear moved hastily, her fleshy buttocks twisting restlessly.

"Touch me, touch me,"

she moaned lasciviously.

"Where do you want me to touch?"

"Right, right here."

Dong Yan closed her eyes, reaching out to guide Lin Qing's hand to her vulva, pulling aside her narrow panties, and lasciviously caressing her slightly parted slit, her tender white buttocks lifting and twisting.

Lin Qing parted her thick pubic hair, his fingers separating her labia, gently inserting into her moist honey hole, moving within the narrow crevice.

"Oh, oh, um..."

Dong Yan's round buttocks trembled spasmodically, her eyes closed, her breasts thrusting forward in sync with Lin Qing's movements, the clitoris at the top of her labia beginning to stand erect, the warm, moist sensation intensifying with each finger's movement.

"I want you, fuck me, ah..."

Dong Yan said, sitting up, bending over to take Lin Qing's penis into her mouth, licking it with her tongue, making 'squeak' sounds, and lasciviously twisting her round buttocks.

The itchy pleasure of being sucked excited Lin Qing, and he couldn't resist, causing his penis to fully erect again.

"It's hard again, let me be on top."

Dong Yan spat out Lin Qing's weapon from her mouth, straddling him in a victorious stance, guiding the long spear into her warm, honeyed cave.

"Ah, okay."

She placed her small hands on Lin Qing's stomach, twisting her round, fleshy buttocks, the wetness in her slits increasing rapidly, Lin Qing's spear feeling the intense heat of her vaginal flesh fully enveloping him.

"Please, thrust upwards."

Dong Yan uttered a voice like a baby's coaxing, her round, tender white breasts bouncing against Lin Qing's face, her long, smooth legs wrapped around his waist.

"Ah, okay, deeper, use your big cock to penetrate me deeply!"

She wrapped her limbs around the man, uttering explicit lewd words.

Lin Qing quickened his thrusting, quickly bringing the wanton woman on top of him to orgasm.

"It's coming again, I'm going to cum again, ah..."

Dong Yan violently twisted her round buttocks, crying out loudly, her delicate body undulating like waves. After a long while, she managed to lift her breasts weakly and said, "This time you're on top."

Lin Qing shook his long spear, which was covered in semen, and pressed it against Dong Yan's snow-white body, spreading her long legs. He pressed his spear against her vulva and forcefully thrust in.

"Turn around and kneel down!"

Lin Qing, feeling unsatisfied after a while of intense fucking, patted Dong Yan's firm buttocks and commanded.

Dong Yan immediately bent over and lay on the edge of the bed, shamefully raising her round buttocks towards Lin Qing. Lin Qing grabbed her slender waist and thrust vigorously.

Dong Yan obediently lay there, cooperating with Lin Qing's thrusts, moaning softly, her body tense up, making her round white buttocks appear even more firm and perky.

Lin Qing smugly patted her round buttocks as he thrust his spear in, pulling her hands down to her crotch, making her delicate fingers touch the base of his spear.

Dong Yan blushed deeply, "Ah, you, you're so bad!"

she cried out in shame, her face turning even redder.

Lin Qing looked at her tenderly, "I'll definitely make sure you're satisfied."

"You..."

Dong Yan said coquettishly, "Fine, I'll see just how capable you are."

Suddenly, a phone rang, interrupting their passion.

Dong Yan pushed Lin Qing away coquettishly, bent down and climbed to the head of the bed to pick up the receiver.

"Hello, who is this?"

She tossed her hair to her ear, looking at Lin Qing with a seductive gaze, her eyes filled with boundless lust and a hint of shame.

Lin Qing wrapped his arms around her slender, white waist in a playful manner, leaning closer to eavesdrop.

"Oh, it's you,"

Dong Yan's smile suddenly froze, "Tang Cheng, what's up?"

She shook her head at Lin Qing, gently pushed him away, rolled over and leaned over the dressing table beside the bed, her large, white buttocks swaying slightly.

"I'm already asleep, don't come again. We'll talk about today later. It's not that easy for me to forgive you; we'll see how you behave in the future."

Seeing that it was her boyfriend calling, Lin Qing felt a surge of jealousy and pinched her round buttocks in slight anger.

Dong Yan's body trembled slightly, but she didn't turn around, remaining kneeling on the bed while answering the phone. Her breasts rested on the dressing table, her round, white buttocks sticking up high.

Lin Qing could clearly see from behind that her pink, moist opening, still contracting from her orgasm, was constantly leaking thick, sticky fluid. A mischievous thought surged into his mind. He straightened his body, pressed close to her round buttocks, and inserted his penis into her hot, moist opening through her buttocks, the tip gently pressing against her engorged labia.

Dong Yan turned around in surprise, shaking her head to signal Lin Qing not to do this. "Alright then, seeing how sincere you are, I'll give you another chance."

She tried to remain calm and continued talking to her boyfriend on the other end of the phone.

Seeing this, Lin Qing became even angrier, gripping her round buttocks tightly and thrusting forward forcefully, his penis 'plop' plunging into her hot, moist opening.

"Ah, I, I, oh no, nothing, a mouse just startled me."

Dong Yan twisted her hips, trying to escape Lin Qing's deep assault, while still explaining to her boyfriend on the other end of the phone, her face extremely embarrassed.

Lin Qing increased the force and amplitude of his thrusts, the immense impact leaving her overwhelmed. "Okay, okay, ah, nothing, I don't know, I don't know what to say."

Chapter 110 Sending You a Green Hat 2

Seeing the panicked expression on Dong Yan's face, Lin Qing enthusiastically played with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, his long spear rapidly moving in and out of her hot honey hole. Dong Yan could no longer maintain a normal tone, her hand tightly covering her small mouth, simply responding with a nasal voice, not letting her panting sound reach the phone.

In just over ten seconds, she was covered in sweat. "Okay, okay, let's talk about it tomorrow, I, I want to sleep, I'm hanging up."

Putting the receiver on the phone, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, supporting herself on the headboard with her hands, shamefully lowering her head and burying it in the pillow, kneeling with her big white buttocks sticking out, silently enduring Lin Qing's impact.

"Finished? Did it feel good? Why didn't you let him know you were getting fucked naked by me? I'll fuck you to death!"

Lin Qing was incoherent with jealousy, and began thrusting wildly.

"Ah, ah, I, no, don't..."

"Are you shy? Then shout it out!"

"Ah, ah, harder, harder."

Dong Yan tilted her head back wildly, her big white buttocks thrusting back rapidly, "Fuck me, fuck me to death, hehe, you're jealous, you really love your sister, ah, I'm coming again, ah..."

"Yes, I, I really love you, so what, is it not allowed?"

Lin Qing thrust his weapon in as far as he could, feeling the deep convulsions and sucking sensation in Dong Yan's honey hole. Dong Yan reached another climax, and he couldn't help but release his pent-up urge, forcefully shooting deep into her honey hole.

As the surging hot fluid shot into her uterus, the two fell together. Dong Yan smiled sweetly at Lin Qing, "Don't, don't be angry, your sister won't ignore you. I'm so tired, let's sleep for a while."

"I want you to hold me while I sleep."

Lin Qing, instead, snuggled into her soft embrace like a little girl.

"Okay, okay, okay, your sister will hold you while you sleep, alright?"

Dong Yan looked at Lin Qing with affection.

"I want to nurse."

Lin Qing turned and took her hard, swollen nipple into his mouth.

"Nourish my foot."

Dong Yan gently slapped Lin Qing. "Alright, go to sleep. I'm really tired."

Her full, soft breasts pressed against Lin Qing's, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Lin Qing placed his hand on her smooth, tender thigh and teased her a few times. Seeing that she didn't react, he also closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

He didn't know how long he slept when he was awakened by a rustling sound beside him. Dong Yan was bending her long, slender legs and putting on pure white socks for her delicate feet. Her long, shiny black hair, cascading down her rounded shoulders, was so alluring.

She turned her head and saw Lin Qing's somewhat dazed expression, then couldn't help but chuckle. She grabbed a plain white t-shirt and put it on, moving closer to Lin Qing. Her full, firm breasts pressed against his shoulder, and she breathed her fragrant breath into his ear, "Do I look good?"

Lin Qing looked at the beautiful Dong Yan, dressed so flamboyantly, and inhaled her faint fragrance; his groin hardened again.

Dong Yan glanced at Lin Qing with a flushed face, her cool little hand mischievously pinching his erection. "You little rascal, trying to be naughty again?" Her

alluring eyes sparkled with amusement.

Lin Qing reached out and pulled her slender, shapely body into his embrace. Dong Yan feigned a struggle, then shyly nestled into his arms. Her sexy body, with its full breasts and slender waist, was soft and hot, her firm breasts pressing against Lin Qing's arm; their elasticity stirred his heart.

He took Dong Yan's small hand in his, raised it to his lips, and gently kissed it, his kisses light and fleeting in her fair palm, slowly moving upwards—her arm, the crook of her arm, her shoulder, her armpit…

At first, Dong Yan resisted a little. "Stop it, I have to go to work."

She struggled a few times, but when she couldn't break free

, she gave in. As Lin Qing's lips and tongue moved, Dong Yan's sensitive body was ignited, and she unconsciously began to writhe. Sensing the change in the beauty in his arms, Lin Qing's hand slid down to between her straight, pink legs. The sudden attack made Dong Yan instinctively squeeze her legs together.

Lin Qing's hand swept across her smooth, firm thighs before touching her round, smooth buttocks.

"Ah, you're so naughty."

Dong Yan had changed into a pair of narrow panties that morning, and the heat of her buttocks was directly felt by Lin Qing's hand. The firm curve made him imagine the feeling of fucking her from behind, and his penis hardened even more, fluid flowing from the tip.

He increased the pressure on her hands, his lips slowly moving from Dong Yan's fair neck to her soft, thin lips.

Dong Yan feigned modesty, keeping her mouth tightly closed, while he gently touched her rosy lips, cheeks, and earlobes with his own. Dong Yan's body went limp, her fiery, alluring form instinctively writhing, allowing Lin Qing to freely grope her.

Lin Qing's left hand gently slipped under the hem of her t-shirt, caressing her rounded breasts and gently kneading them, feeling their full elasticity. Dong Yan moaned softly.

Although Dong Yan wasn't a busty woman, her breasts were at least a 33C, their elasticity and firmness incredibly alluring. Due to Lin Qing's teasing, her small nipples had hardened. With a gentle flick of Lin Qing's nipple, she couldn't help but whimper, her lips sealed by the man's, her soft voice somewhat muffled.

Dong Yan glared helplessly at Lin Qing, her lips slightly parted to welcome the entanglement of his tongue.

Lin Qing savored her smooth, fragrant tongue, his left hand twisting her hard nipple between his fingers, while his right hand slid forward from her upturned buttocks, his thumb gently touching her chrysanthemum, his palm lightly sliding beneath her warm, moist vulva.

Dong Yan tightly gripped her smooth, delicate thighs, her slender, voluptuous body twisting and turning with Lin Qing's movements, unconsciously moaning, "Ah, umm, ah..."

Her lower abdomen felt the man's powerful erection through her clothes, clearly aroused by desire.

I gently stroked the area around her vulva through the thin crotch of her underwear, occasionally lightly touching her clitoris. Kissing her soft earlobe, breathing heavily, "Do you like it, my little darling?" With my movements, Tong Lei moaned intermittently, "Ah—ah—um—um," chasing after my fingers. "I—I—like it." Tong Lei finally couldn't help but abandon her feigned modesty, whispering, "What did you say? I can't hear you." I continued my movements, pressing hard on her clitoris again. "Ah—I—can't take it—I like it—I—like it—ah, so comfortable—ah!" Tong Lei clung tightly to me, moaning hot all over.

Lin Qing deftly pulled down her panties, his hand reaching to her soft, moist entrance, his fingers rubbing back and forth along the fleshy cleft, feeling the dampness. His fingertips lightly probed into her entrance, warm water flowing out from his fingers.

Dong Yan let out a soft moan and hugged Lin Qing tightly, kissing him in the ear.

Lin Qing grasped her small hand and pressed it against his penis, lowering his head to suckle her round breast, his left hand kneading her tender, smooth flesh. His right middle finger gently probed into her honeyed cave, his thumb caressing her protruding clitoris, causing her to gasp repeatedly, "Ah, so comfortable, ah, I, so beautiful, ah..."

Looking at Dong Yan, who was aroused in his arms, Lin Qing gently bit her rosy nipple, his hand increasing the speed of stimulation of her clitoris and honeyed cave.

"Ahhh, ah—it's so beautiful, faster, ah..."

Dong Yan clung tightly to Lin Qing, a thick stream of lustful fluid gushing out, wetting Lin Qing's hand and flowing down her slender thighs.

"Ahhh, I can't take it anymore, I'm dying, I'm dying, ahhh..."

With a high-pitched cry, Dong Yan collapsed into Lin Qing's arms.

Lin Qing held the limp body in his arms, about to press down, but Dong Yan struggled to get out of his embrace, leaning limply against the wall. "Not now, I'll be late. Let's do it tonight, I'll come find you tonight."

Lin Qing touched his hand, still warm from her body and damp from her panties. Although it didn't quell his desire, he had no other choice. "Okay, we'll talk about it tonight."

Dong Yan put on a loose white top and a short skirt that just covered her round hips, carrying a small white bag. She applied elegant light makeup to her face. "Am I pretty?"

She twirled lightly in front of Lin Qing, opened the door, and left.

Chapter 111: The Secret Scene in the Car

Lin Qing lay on the bed, bored. 'What should I do? Oh right, I need to prepare a surprise for Dong Yan tonight.' Thinking of this, he reached for the phone on the bedside table. "Hey, Second Brother, this is Lin Qing. Where are you?"

"Damn, you little brat, you still remember me?"

Song Bing's hearty laughter came through the receiver. "I told you to come find me, so we brothers could get together, but you wouldn't come. Did you forget about us as soon as you started your vacation?"

"No, no, I just called you, didn't I? Picking up a few girls?"

Lin Qing hurriedly explained.

"I'm the same old story. When are you coming to see me? I'll take you out for some fun."

"No rush, I need your help today."

"You're not that kind of person, are you? What is it?"

"Second Brother, I want to borrow your car. Do you have one right now?"

Song Bing's voice was hesitant. "I do have a car, but you don't have a driver's license. It's no joke if something happens."

"I just want to drive around the neighborhood for a bit, not far. I should be fine if I drive slowly, after all, I'm your apprentice."

"You little rascal, trying to pick up girls, huh? Okay, I have a BMW right now. I'll bring it over to you in a bit. Tell me your address."

"Just drop it off at my house. I'll wait for you at the door."

"Okay, see you in an hour. Remember to bring your girl so I can see her."

Song Bing chuckled slyly.

“That won’t do. I’m sure you won’t let me get away with this.”

“Damn, do you think I’m that kind of person, my friend’s wife—”

“You can ride her however you want, right?”

Lin Qing quickly interjected.

“Haha—haha—”

They both burst into laughter.

After getting dressed and making the bed, Lin Qing

casually closed the door and left. He strolled around the street, and when it was almost time, he arrived at his doorstep. He lit a cigarette and hadn’t taken two puffs when he saw a white BMW turn at the intersection, followed by an even larger black sedan that pulled up in front of him.

Song Bing got out of the car. “Here you go.”

He tossed the keys to Lin Qing.

“This car is so beautiful. What kind of car is it?”

Lin Qing walked up to the black sedan. “It’s huge!”

“Oh, it’s a Mercedes. Like the BMW, it’s a famous German car.”

Song Bing smiled at him.

“This is a Mercedes? That’s awesome.”

Lin Qing shook his head and clicked his tongue in admiration.

The car door slowly opened, and a short, stout figure jumped out. "Damn, what kind of girl are you picking up that requires such a big fuss, even borrowing a car?"

"Qingyang, it's you! Is this your car?"

Lin Qing, no longer bothering with pleasantries, stared enviously at the car.

"Grandpa's? I don't have one."

Li Qingyang rushed over and hugged Lin Qing. "Want us to go pick you up?"

"Let's forget it. What if you two perverts see this?"

Lin Qing refused with a smile.

"Damn, you act like you're a good guy."

Li Qingyang reached out and grabbed Lin Qing's crotch.

"Get lost! Hey, can I borrow your Mercedes for a bit?"

"No, firstly, we might break it, and secondly, my grandpa needs it tonight. Let's wait until you're better at it, okay, brother?"

Seeing Li Qingyang's response, Lin Qing didn't say anything. He arranged lunch for them, and during the meal, he resisted countless requests to see Dong Yan before finally seeing them off.

It was a strange day; the temperature had risen considerably by evening, even hotter than at midday.

Lin Qing sat in his white BMW outside Dong Yan's workplace, enjoying the cool air conditioning. He watched as women of all shapes and sizes emerged from the office building, hurrying into the sweltering air. His gaze followed their figures and faces, appraising each one, 'None of them are as beautiful as Dong Yan.'

As darkness fell, fewer and fewer people appeared. After a long while, no one came out of the building, and Lin Qing still hadn't seen Dong Yan. Looking at the sparse lights in the office building, he grew impatient. He got out of the car, leaned against the body, and smoked one cigarette after another.

When it was completely dark, Lin Qing reluctantly stubbed out the last cigarette, sighed, opened the car door, started the engine, and habitually turned his head, only to see Dong Yan walking out of the gate.

He immediately started driving and quietly followed behind her, watching the beautiful curve of her back. It was a really hot day, and the gentle breeze made Dong Yan's white coat, hanging in her arms, sway slightly, highlighting her jade-like white arms. Her fair shoulder blades had an alluring roundness, and her swaying waist exuded charm.

The smooth curves of her long, slender legs were extremely tempting. As they rounded the corner, a wisp of wind lifted her short skirt, revealing her slightly transparent black panties. From Lin Qing's perspective, his thick pubic hair was clearly visible, and he became aroused again.

Lin Qing lightly pressed the accelerator and leaned in, reaching out through the car window to slap Dong Yan's round, pert buttocks.

"Ah!"

Dong Yan exclaimed in surprise, turning around to see Lin Qing before letting out a sigh of relief. She patted her rapidly heaving, high breasts with her small hands. "You scared me to death, you bad boy."

Lin Qing's hand rubbed Dong Yan's soft buttocks, his little finger hooking the drawstring of her panties. "Why did you take so long to come out?"

"Worried?"

Dong Yan looked at Lin Qing with a smile. "Wow, you can drive at such a young age. Oh my, it's a BMW! Did you come all this way to pick me up? Did you miss me?"

"I missed you so much."

Lin Qing loosened his little finger, the drawstring of her panties 'slap' against her buttocks, sounding slightly lewd. Lin Qing hooked Dong Yan's panties again, then released them, "slap, slap... making a sound."

"Stop it, you bad boy, ah..."

Dong Yan's beautiful face flushed red.

"Get in the car, let's go home."

Lin Qing suppressed his desire and opened the car door. Dong Yan lowered her head, got into the car, and immediately threw herself into his arms. The feeling of being surrounded by warm jade filled his heart.

Dong Yan felt Lin Qing's firm pectoral muscles, and the hot weapon pressing against her lower abdomen aroused her desire. Her eyes were fixed on the bulge in Lin Qing's lower body, and

she involuntarily squeezed her long legs together. Lin Qing's lower body was in urgent need of relief, and the lubricating fluid that had flowed out had already soaked his underwear.

Dong Yan watched his tent gradually rise and unconsciously licked her lips.

Lin Qing reached between Dong Yan's legs and felt a wetness. Love fluid overflowed from her honey hole, emitting a lewd smell that fueled his lust.

Dong Yan sat with her legs wide open, her full breasts pressed against Lin Qing. Lin Qing lifted her t-shirt and pulled up her bra, revealing her perky, full breasts outside the bra, her rosy nipples proudly protruding forward.

Dong Yan turned her delicate body away in embarrassment, her smooth, jade-like back, slender waist, and round, snow-white, tender buttocks. Her beautiful curves intoxicated Lin Qing.

He gently pinched her smooth buttocks, the red finger marks giving him a lewd stimulation. He reached out and turned her rounded shoulders, his hand gripping her full breasts, the soft flesh full of elasticity.

Dong Yan stared at him intently, her face flushing with embarrassment at the tent in his pants.

"No, it's not good if others see."

Dong Yan's body, clad only in her underwear and high heels, exuded a mature charm. Lin Qing, engrossed in staring at her, suddenly noticed out of the corner of his eye that they were already at the wall. He quickly swerved and braked, causing Dong Yan to fall towards him. Lin Qing also lurched to the left, and Dong Yan landed directly on his lap, her mouth stopping right next to the tent.

Dong Yan paused for a moment, then her small hand naturally slipped into Lin Qing's pants, grasping his erection. "It's so big!"

Lin Qing swallowed hard, then parked the car in a dark corner by the wall, his hand kneading and squeezing Dong Yan's full breasts.

Chapter 112 Intense Car Sex

"Ah, ooh, ah..."

Dong Yan cried out instinctively, pulling down Lin Qing's pants. She lowered her head, her small hand cupping his penis, her tongue sliding up and down. The warm tongue, the sweet touch, the tingling sensation made Lin Qing groan.

"Is it good?"

Dong Yan looked up at him sideways.

"Ah, good, fucking good."

Lin Qing hummed, his hands working harder. Dong Yan's full breasts changed shape constantly. His left hand left her breasts and gently patted her buttocks.

Dong Yan licked even more vigorously, her tongue sliding back and forth on his penis, even opening her mouth to lick the testicles.

Lin Qing slapped her round buttocks. "Move."

He then pulled up her panties.

Dong Yan immediately obediently opened her small mouth and swallowed the spear.

Lin Qing enjoyed her oral service, patting her soft, smooth, and elastic buttocks, and caressing her full breasts.

Dong Yan's nostrils flared, her cheeks flushed, and her head swayed back and forth, her tongue rubbing rapidly against the spear, while her hands restlessly caressed Lin Qing's buttocks.

The increasing pleasure made Lin Qing involuntarily increase the intensity, and her fair and round breasts twisted and deformed in his hands.

"Ah, ooh, ooh..."

Dong Yan let out muffled moans with the spear in her mouth, and a wet patch slowly appeared in the center of her panties, showing a bewitching and lewd glow.

Lin Qing pulled the chair back slowly, and Dong Yan continued to chase after his spear. When the chair stopped, she was already kneeling at his feet, her head moving back and forth rapidly, her warm tongue rubbing against it, and she opened her large mouth to take the entire weapon in, her fragrant lips covering the base of the penis.

Watching Dong Yan, drenched in sweat, swallow his weapon, her delicate neck swelling, the sensitive tip of his penis tightly gripped by the soft flesh of her throat, tightening and loosening with her breath, Lin Qing's pleasure intensified. A tingling sensation ran down his spine, and the bullet sprayed into Dong Yan's mouth, flowing down her chin, along her fair neck, and onto her breasts.

Dong Yan sucked hard on the tip, swallowing the thick bullet, licking it with a satisfied expression. Lin Qing's penis remained stubbornly erect. Dong Yan's eyes shone, looking at it with excitement: "Little Lin Qing, you're amazing!"

Dong Yan slowly took off her t-shirt, "You just shot so much, look at my clothes, I'm all wet."

"If your clothes are dirty, take them off quickly."

Lin Qing touched her full breasts and squeezed them hard, Dong Yan letting out a soft moan. The sight of her large breasts being squeezed was fatally tempting to Lin Qing; his weapon was now as hard as iron.

Dong Yan's eyes were fixed on Lin Qing as she laughed uncontrollably, her tongue licking her lips. Her small nipples, already hardened, stood erect on her full, snow-white breasts.

Lin Qing's hands squeezed and kneaded her breasts, his fingertips teasing her nipples, pinching them hard. "Hmph, ooh, ah, no, no, stop playing with me, ah..."

Dong Yan gasped repeatedly as she was being played with.

Lin Qing cupped her full breasts in his hands and squeezed them hard, making them stand high. He also stuck out his tongue and licked her nipples, his tongue swirling around them before he put them in his mouth and gently bit them with his teeth.

Dong Yan twisted her waist and swayed her hips, moaning wildly. Lin Qing's hand slowly slid down, pulling down her panties, revealing a few mischievous pubic hairs. Dong Yan slowly turned around and sat down with her back to Lin Qing. The beautiful curve of her back, the slow and rhythmic twisting of her waist, and the swaying of her round hips made Lin Qing unsure where to begin.

Seeing that Lin Qing hadn't moved, Dong Yan lowered her head and looked at him from between her legs, her full buttocks sticking out in front of him. Through her black panties, the shape of her vulva was fully revealed, and a large wet patch was visible near her clitoris.

"You're so wet,"

Lin Qing teased. Dong Yan playfully twisted her slender waist, her breasts arching downwards, her full nipples rubbing against his weapon. Her small hands squeezed her breasts, creating a deep cleavage that pressed against his penis. Waves of pleasure made Lin Qing groan, "Ah, so good."

The tip of his penis secreted even more fluid under her stimulation.

Dong Yan opened her mouth and took the tip into her mouth, licking it, her tongue swirling around the shaft.

"You really know how to play, oh, that feels so good."

Lin Qing exclaimed, reaching out to knead and rub the smooth, tender skin of her buttocks. Hearing Lin Qing's praise, Dong Yan arched her round buttocks high, swaying them as he admired and caressed her from behind. Her small mouth, with the tip of his penis in her mouth, emitted muffled moans, "Ugh, ugh, ah..."

Her juices flowed continuously, instantly soaking her panties.

Seeing the wetness, Lin Qing used his hand to pull up her narrow panties, exposing the mysterious cleft of her buttocks and anus.

"Ah, you, what are you doing?"

The sudden exposure made Dong Yan feel incredibly ashamed, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her juices flowed down her smooth, white thighs.

Lin Qing's fingers slid downwards, directly touching the tender, wet flesh of her vulva. Dong Yan's labia were already swollen and could no longer withstand the teasing. She cried out in a low, wanton moan, as if losing control: "Ah, ah, touch me."

Lin Qing's fingers teased the tender flesh at the entrance of her honey hole, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, using the abundant lustful fluid on her labia as lubrication. He rubbed back and forth, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, occasionally touching her erect clitoris, causing Dong Yan to twist her round buttocks, her moans growing louder and louder, turning into continuous whimpers, "Oh, ah, ah, no, don't tease me anymore, I can't take it, I can't take it anymore, ah ah, please, stop, stop teasing me, I'm so uncomfortable."

Lin Qing suddenly stopped teasing her, letting her lie prostrate on top of him. The sudden stop made Dong Yan gasp for breath, but the intense desire immediately made her involuntarily twist her slender waist. "Oh, I'm itchy, oh, hold me tight, hold me tight, put your big cock on my ass, fuck me, oh..."

"Didn't you say you didn't want it? You look so beautiful twisting your ass like this."

"Is that so? I'm twisting for you, you, ah, give it to me."

Lin Qing reached out his left hand to caress her full breasts, while his right middle finger forcefully inserted into her lubricated, warm, and tight honey hole. "You're so wet, do you want it or not?"

"Ah, just now, just now, you, touched me, ah, almost, almost, orgasm, ah..."

Dong Yan moaned indistinctly as Lin Qing thrust in and out.

Lin Qing stroked her round buttocks, pulling his fingers out of her honey hole. "Quickly, quickly give it to me, ah..."

Dong Yan twisted her hips to cooperate with his caresses, her hand gripping the long spear. "I, really, need, ah, need your, ah, cock, I want to put it in, ah..."

Lin Qing looked at Dong Yan, who was being teased to the point of almost going crazy, and kneaded her round buttocks forcefully. "Hmm, you do it yourself."

Dong Yan used her hand to manipulate the long spear a few times, adjusted the position, aimed it at the entrance of her honey hole, and sat down forcefully. With a "plop," the tip of the spear penetrated deep into her honey hole. She let out a satisfied sigh and swayed her hips.

Lin Qing enjoyed the beauty's fully automatic service, stroking her smooth, fleshy, crystal-clear back, listening to her moans. The cramped carriage restricted Dong Yan's movements, preventing her from moving up and down. She made full use of her flexible and soft waist to give Lin Qing the pleasure of twisting.

Her round, upturned buttocks moved rapidly in a circular motion. Besides the warmth, moisture, and tightness of her honey hole, it felt as if a small mouth was constantly sucking on the tip of the gun deep inside. As the gun moved in and out of her honey hole, warm, sticky vaginal fluid flowed down the shaft.

"Ah, hurry up, hurry up and fuck me!"

Dong Yan thrust her slender waist and twisted her round buttocks, wanting to gain greater pleasure.

"No rush, take it slow."

Lin Qing suppressed his desire, maintaining the speed and frequency.

"No, ah, hurry up and fuck me, ah, hurry up, ah, please, fuck me hard, fuck me to death, ah..."

Dong Yan cried out seductively, her hot, lustful fluids drenching the tip of his penis.

Lin Qing sat up straight, pressing her fragrant body against the dashboard, and thrusting hard.

"Ah, good, again, faster, ah..."

Dong Yan's full breasts deformed under Lin Qing's pressure, her honey hole being rapidly pounded by his penis, "So good, so good."

Lin Qing held Dong Yan's slender waist and pulled her towards him, thrusting hard.

"So good, ah, so good, fuck me to death."

Strong love fluid gushed from her cervix, Dong Yan tightly hugged Lin Qing, twisting her body to reach orgasm.

Lin Qing's long spear moved in and out, enjoying the bath of her vaginal fluids, feeling the heat and vibrations within her honeyed cave, until Dong Yan's body stopped trembling. He then withdrew his still-erect weapon from her honeyed cave. Dong

Yan panted, rubbing her breasts against his chest. Lin Qing pulled her into his arms and whispered in her ear, "Was that comfortable?"

Dong Yan lowered her face, still flushed, and

softly replied, "Mmm," regaining her shy instincts, and nestled into Lin Qing's arms, overwhelmed with embarrassment.

"Let's go."

Lin Qing pinched her breast and started the car.

Dong Yan leaned down, but accidentally assumed a position for oral sex.

"Want it so soon?"

Lin Qing teased, bringing his still-erect weapon to her lips.

"Don't be silly, focus on driving. When we get there, I'll do whatever you want."

Dong Yan said shyly, her voice becoming almost inaudible.

"Haha..."

Hearing Dong Yan's charming plea, Lin Qing felt a surge of pleasure and satisfaction.

"Where did you get this BMW?"

To hide her shyness, Dong Yan changed the subject.

"Dude, I borrowed it to pick you up from work. Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"I didn't realize you were so considerate."

Dong Yan pointed at Lin Qing's face.

"Mmm, sister's hands smell so good, so smooth, so soft."

Lin Qing took the opportunity to kiss her delicate hand, praising it with tsk-tsk sounds.

"You're so frivolous."

Dong Yan blushed slightly and scolded him, but still brought her hand to Lin Qing's lips, letting him touch it.

Lin Qing tightened his thighs, making his "long spear" swagger in front of Dong Yan's eyes.

"Oh, you're really my nemesis."

Dong Yan rubbed her feverish face against the man's weapon, softly expressing her attachment to Lin Qing.

"I will love you well."

Lin Qing stroked her round buttocks.

Chapter 112 Adulterers

"Get out of the car, we're here."

Lin Qing stopped the car.

"We're here?" Dong Yan reached out to straighten her clothes.

"No need, let's get out of the car like this."

Lin Qing somewhat forcefully pushed her out of the car door, his hand caressing her round, upturned buttocks, pressing his fingers between her thighs to her vulva, then lifting them up to her wet labia.

"Ah, no, what if someone comes?"

"Okay."

Lin Qing withdrew his hand, wiping the sticky fluid from his fingertips onto her plump, round buttocks, and pulled down the short skirt that had been hanging around her waist, covering her fair buttocks.

"Is this okay?"

He pushed her forward, her round, fleshy mounds propelling her forward. Dong Yan, who was wearing nothing under her skirt, carefully entered the stairs.

"How does it feel?"

Lin Qing asked with ill intent.

"Good, tight."

Dong Yan's body trembled slightly.

"Wet again, aren't you?"

Lin Qing stroked her high, upturned buttocks.

"We're here."

Dong Yan opened the door and quickly slipped inside. Lin Qing followed and pulled her into his arms, cupping her round, upturned buttocks in his hands, kneading her smooth, firm labia.

"Ah, you, so, so comfortable, ah..."

Dong Yan moaned softly, her voluptuous body writhing in Lin Qing's arms, her full breasts massaging his chest, her round, fleshy buttocks rising up, her hand reaching down to grasp and knead his penis.

Lin Qing pushed her onto the sofa, Dong Yan falling onto it, her straight, slender legs slightly parted, her eyes filled with desire as she looked at Lin Qing, her full, high breasts indescribably sexy and alluring.

Lin Qing squatted down and parted her thighs, Dong Yan shyly covering her eyes with her hands, but her long legs parted even wider.

Lin Qing carefully observed her vulva, her thick pubic hair glistening with vaginal fluid, her slightly parted labia majora still tightly closed, his fingers gently parting the tender labia.

"Ah, ooh..."

Dong Yan couldn't help but moan, her vaginal fluid making her pinkish-purple vulva glistening and slippery, Lin Qing's fingertips just touching the entrance, she actively raised her vulva, swaying and twisting gracefully.

Lin Qing slowly manipulated her vulva with his hand, feeling the heat and moisture, which aroused Dong Yan even more. "Ah, ah, good, ah, ah ah..."

His hand went around her thigh and played with her nipples, then he lowered his head and licked her clitoris, opened his mouth and gently touched it with the tip of his tongue, his teeth gently rubbing it, and then he licked it completely with his tongue.

"Ah..."

Dong Yan couldn't help but moan and twist wildly. She took her small hand that was covering her eyes down, her left hand helping the man play with her full breasts, and her right hand pressing Lin Qing's head down, moving her vulva so that her vulva was pressed tightly against his tongue.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore, ah, harder, harder, faster, ah, so good."

Dong Yan's body trembled and twisted, her silvery voice becoming hoarse, "It's coming, it's coming, ahhhhhh..."

After her orgasm, Dong Yan lay there limply. Lin Qing reached out and stroked her full breasts, gently pinching her small nipples, then lowered his head and took her erect clitoris into his mouth.

"Ah, mmm, you're licking me, it feels so good, ah, ah, so good, ah..."

Dong Yan enjoyed the provocative caresses, arching her hot body to meet Lin Qing's movements.

After playing with her nipples for a while, Lin Qing cupped her round buttocks, rubbing and squeezing her smooth flesh. Dong Yan closed her eyes and hummed sweetly, "Yours, it feels so good, yay..."

Lin Qing spread her buttocks apart, his fingers digging and probing between her anus with the flowing vaginal fluid.

Dong Yan blushed and murmured, "Ah, oh, you're making me feel so good, play with me until I die."

She deftly reached out and pressed the man's head against her mons pubis, moaning, "Lick me, ah, ah, it feels so good..."

Lin Qing used his tongue to part the flesh and slide into the entrance of her honey hole, moving in and out with each thrust, and she moaned lewdly in rhythm with the thrusting.

Lin Qing's fingers, lubricated with her juices, pressed against her anus, gradually pushing them deeper into the tight crevice of flesh. His tongue raced rapidly over her clitoris, while his hands kneaded and tugged at her small nipples. His fingers moved in and out of her anus.

"Ah, give it to me, it's so itchy!"

Under Lin Qing's teasing, Dong Yan succumbed again.

Lin Qing placed his hand on her rounded shoulders, gripped his penis, aimed it at her honeyed entrance, but didn't immediately insert it. Instead, he stirred the thick, warm fluid with the tip, slowly rubbing it against the entrance, patiently teasing her.

Dong Yan couldn't take it anymore. "Hurry up, put it in, give it to me!"

Her cloying moans and seductive writhing, combined with the pleasure from the tip, had already made Lin Qing's lust unbearable, forcing him to hold back.

"Give it to me, I want it, ah, put it in, ah..."

Dong Yan cried out desperately, her round buttocks swaying as she tried to get the man's weapon inside.

Lin Qing had been patiently waiting until Dong Yan suddenly arched her back and cried out, "Please, give it to me! Ah, I want it!"

Her body arched like a bow before he thrust forward, his long spear plunging all the way in.

Inside her honeyed cave, stretched taut by the man's spear, the tender flesh stretched to its limit, and an intense feeling of satisfaction instantly spread throughout Dong Yan's body. "Ah, so good! Ahh, so big! It's bursting me! Ah..."

she cried out repeatedly.

Lin Qing maintained the position, pressing his hands against the inside of her thighs, exposing her glistening, pink slit. Her small, flower-like lips, filled with the spear, swelled up, extremely lewd and sexy.

"Look, doesn't it look like your other little mouth?"

Dong Yan blushed, looking utterly humiliated.

Lin Qing slowly began to thrust, and Dong Yan looked down at their joined bodies. "Ah, you're so naughty, move faster, I want it, I can't take it anymore, ah..."

Her lips flipped back and forth with each thrust, her penis glistening with lustful fluids, her full breasts swaying up and down.

"Oh, ooh, finally inside, fuck me, ah."

Dong Yan's seductive voice became high-pitched, her small hands gripping her ankles, her legs spread wide, her eyes closed, her brows furrowed, her mouth slightly open, her small tongue licking her lips, looking like

she was dying of pleasure. "Fuck me, with your cock, hard, fuck me." Lin Qing fucked the slut beneath him harder and harder, his hands caressing her tender breasts, pinching and playing with her erect nipples. Dong Yan kept muttering to herself, he could no longer hear what she was saying, his penis thrusting rapidly in and out of her wet honey hole, each thrust deeper than the last, each withdrawal faster than the last.

The crisp sounds of 'slap, slap' and 'squelch, squelch' echoed in the room. Dong Yan's honeypot overflowed with lustful fluids as the man explored her, dripping down her buttocks.

"You're so sexy and wanton, the most attractive woman in the world,"

Lin Qing praised. Hearing his praise, she twisted her round hips even more vigorously, moving up and down in rhythm with the man's movements.

"Ah, you really think I'm so... ah, attractive, ah ah..."

she responded to Lin Qing in a coquettish voice.

"Of course it's true. Your whole body is full of mature charm. Your buttocks are big, round, and perky, and you move so well. Your breasts are big and soft, full and not sagging, and your nipples are so small. They drive me crazy,"

Lin Qing praised, his hand moving to hers as he spoke, making Dong Yan's honeypot even more slippery, with lustful fluids flowing out continuously.

Lin Qing reached behind her fleshy buttocks, tracing the rounded curves, smearing the slippery, sticky fluid around the muddy crevice containing his spear, then hooking it upwards to her delicate anus. He teased her already aroused, slowly writhing vulva with his fingertips, eliciting low moans from Dong Yan.

"Oh, oh, ah, you're messing with my ass again! Don't put it in my back yet! Ah, I'm about to come! Put it in me, put it in my front! Yes, yes, put it in! Ah, I'm coming! Ah..."

Dong Yan cried out, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Lin Qing stopped thrusting, his spear deeply embedded in her honeyed depths, feeling the pleasure from her trembling and the constant flow of warm, lustful fluid.

Dong Yan gripped his waist tightly, shuddering every few seconds with the afterglow of her orgasm, causing her full breasts to tremble wildly, making her even more alluring.

As she sensed her climax subsiding, Lin Qing began thrusting his spear again.

"Ah, ahh, ooh, ah..."

One wave of pleasure had barely subsided when another surged, tormenting Dong Yan to the point that she could only instinctively moan.

Lin Qing gripped her slender waist and thrust forcefully. "Ah, ah, ah, it's coming, I'm coming again."

Hot vaginal fluid continued to gush out, striking the tip of his spear once more. Her wet, slippery flesh contracted strongly. This time, Lin Qing didn't stop but increased his speed, bringing her to a perfect climax.

"Ah, fuck me to death, ah..."

Dong Yan moaned, clinging tightly to Lin Qing's body. White, thick, wet love juice overflowed from her honey hole, which tightly enveloped his spear.

Lin Qing couldn't hold back either. 'Pfft pfft pfft...', white, cloudy bullets continued to spray out.

"Ah, so hot, so powerful."

Dong Yan collapsed weakly onto the sofa, her hands limply resting beside her. Her thighs were lazily spread wide, her honey hole opening and wriggling like breathing, with lustful fluid flowing out continuously, her pubic hair wet and sticky.

"Baby, are you tired?"

Dong Yan lovingly stroked Lin Qing's chest.

"I'm not tired, how about you?"

Lin Qing also reached out and touched her breasts.

"I'm exhausted! You always last so long, are you trying to kill me?"

Dong Yan playfully grabbed Lin Qing's penis and pinched it.

"Hehe, you don't like it? Okay then, I'll go do someone else."

"You dare! No one but me can use it."

Dong Yan gripped her penis tightly, as if afraid it would be taken away. "Remember, you can't let anyone else use it."

"Then you can't let anyone else use yours either."

Lin Qing gently pinched her still erect nipple. "Come with me, don't go with Tang Cheng."

Dong Yan's expression suddenly became serious, "You can't afford to mess with Tang Cheng, I really hurt you this time."

Lin Qing didn't say anything, but in his heart he was quite unconvinced, 'I'm Zheng Long's little brother, what is Tang Cheng?' Looking at his nonchalant expression, Dong Yan's voice trembled slightly with anxiety, "I'll try my best not to let him touch you."

"Haha, I slept with his girlfriend, this isn't something you can just let go of, is it?"

"Then what are you going to do?"

Tears welled up in Dong Yan's eyes.

For a moment, Lin Qing was moved. He had thought they were just a pair of lovesick fools, a temporary couple, but he hadn't expected her to genuinely care about his safety. In his heart, he only saw her as a wanton woman he could use at any time—wasn't that a little unfair?

"Forget it, don't think about it, I'll find a way to handle it,"

Lin Qing gently patted her plump, firm buttocks, "Sleep."

He watched Dong Yan gradually fall asleep beside him with a pang of guilt.

Perhaps because Lin Qing and Shenyin's relationship was relatively discreet, Tang Cheng hadn't reacted, and Lin Qing had also told his second brother, Song Bing, about it.

Song Bing earnestly warned Lin Qing that he could cover for him if anything happened, but it was best not to get involved with other men's wives.

Although Lin Qing heeded his second brother's advice, he still couldn't resist Dong Yan's coquettish pleas. He simply made his interactions with her more secretive, never showing any intimacy in public, and rarely even visiting her home.

Chapter 113: Scheming to Seduc a Beautiful Girl

One day, Lin Qing's aunt suddenly called to tell him that her company was organizing a trip to a scenic area, and all her colleagues were bringing their children. Lin Qing's cousin was away at university, and since Lin Qing was in the city, she wanted to take him along.

'Oh my god!' Most of Lin Qing's aunt's colleagues were much younger than her, and their children were mostly in elementary school. Taking Lin Qing would mean he'd have to take care of those kids!

It seemed he was about to become a childcare worker, but he couldn't refuse his aunt's order. With a mix of anger and helplessness, Lin Qing set off with his aunt.

On the bus, Lin Qing sat alone in a corner at the back, watching the chattering and playing of the girls, all around ten years old. She felt a surge of disgust: 'They're really good at having kids, all little girls. If only there were a little boy, at least I could play with him for a while. Sigh, I'd better close my eyes and take a nap.' After about two hours, Lin Qing and her group finally arrived at their destination. It was a scenic area combining forests and lakes, with some shoddy amusement facilities artificially placed amidst the beautiful scenery, looking utterly out of place.

Once there, Lin Qing discovered that it wasn't just her aunt's workplace that was participating; people from all over the city's enterprises and institutions were attending. The spacious parking lot in front of the park management office was packed with buses, and a bustling crowd poured out of every door, the vast majority of them women.

Looking at this large group of women of various styles, Lin Qing's gloomy mood vanished. Leaning against the bus, her gaze swept over the women.

'This one's nice, hmm, that one's pretty too.' Just as I was immersed in this almost beauty pageant-like feeling, my aunt came over. "This is my nephew, Lin Qing. Xiao Qing, this is my former colleague. Quickly, say hello to Aunt Qian."

Lin Qing turned around and saw a plump, middle-aged woman, about the same age as my aunt, smiling at him. "Aunt Qian,"

he greeted politely.

"Oh, you've grown so much! I remember the last time I saw you at your aunt's house, you were still a primary school student. Time flies! Where are you going to school now?" "The

No. 1 Middle School in the city,"

Lin Qing answered absentmindedly.

"Come here, Beibei,"

Aunt Qian turned and beckoned, and a slender girl walked over with her head down. "This is my daughter, Sister Lin. Do you still recognize her?"

"Oh, she's grown into a beautiful young lady,"

Lin Qing's aunt also praised politely.

To be honest, Lin Qing had reservations about his aunt's taste, so he didn't even look up.

They chattered and praised each other for a while around Lin Qing. "Xiao Qian, let me introduce you to our old colleagues,"

Lin Qing's aunt said, turning to him. "Xiao Qing, take good care of your little sister Bei Bei."

"Bei Bei, play here with your brother Qing, don't wander off,"

Aunt Qian added.

Lin Qing casually agreed, not looking away.

"You're Lin Qing? I've heard your name

before," the little girl said, walking up to Lin Qing.

"Really?"

Lin Qing turned to look at her, his gaze fixed on her.

The two chatted happily, but Lin Qing's mind remained on the crowd.

This little girl was very cute, about 1.6 meters tall, exactly the petite type Lin Qing liked—big eyes, long hair, and although quite thin, her skin was very fair.

Wearing a small sleeveless top and very short denim shorts, her straight thighs were perfectly proportioned, with no gap between them. A glimpse of her slender, snow-white waist peeked out from between the shorts and top, and her arms, almost white as milk, reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight. Her breasts were only slightly protruding, but her buttocks looked particularly pert.

Her shoulders, though slender, revealed from the neckline, still possessed a captivating, alabaster skin. Lin Qing's gaze lowered, and he even caught a glimpse of her fair buttocks at the edge of her denim shorts. This young woman's outfit was truly hot.

"Where have you heard my name before?"

Lin Qing suddenly became interested.

"At my school. Classmates always talk about you in front of me."

Qian Beibei looked at Lin Qing with a hint of admiration.

"Really? I'm not that famous. Which school are you from?"

Lin Qing asked skeptically.

"Really, they know my house is close to your aunt's, and they always ask me if I know you."

"Just because you live close to my aunt doesn't mean you know me! Are your classmates out of their minds? Is it some kind of school for idiots? Heh."

"No, I'm from a teachers' college."

A hint of displeasure flashed across Qian Beibei's face.

"Oh, a vocational school? How old are you?"

"16."

"Doesn't seem like it."

"What, I'm not little anymore."

Qian Beibei then defiantly puffed out her still-developing chest.

"Okay, okay, not little anymore."

Lin Qing's tone was full of sarcasm.

The two gradually became more animated in their conversation. At this moment, Lin Qing's aunt and Aunt Qian returned.

"You two are having a good chat. Beibei, play with your brother for a while. Your mother and Aunt Lin have something to do."

Aunt Qian nag.

"Okay."

Qian Beibei replied somewhat impatiently, reaching out her small hand to take Lin Qing's hand. "Let's go."

The slightly cool, smooth fingers made Lin Qing's heart flutter.

"Don't go too far, and don't get lost."

Her mother was just like Tang Sanzang from 'A Chinese Odyssey'.

"Okay."

Before her mother could finish speaking, Beibei pulled Lin Qing forward.

"Take good care of your little sister."

It seemed that Lin Qing's aunt had also joined the 'journey to the West'.

Lin Qing nodded to her aunt and followed Beibei towards the edge of the forest.

"Don't forget to come back for dinner at 11:30."

Lin Qing's aunt called out loudly from behind, "Don't come back late."

"I know."

Lin Qing also raised her voice in reply, but didn't even turn her head.

"What are your classmates talking about me?"

Lin Qing followed behind Beibei. Looking at her pert little bottom, she casually started a conversation.

"Oh, we went to 'Golden Splendor' once and saw you guys fighting there, so impressive. One of my classmates said she knew you."

"Who?"

"Her name is Tang Yu."

"I don't know her."

"No way, she said one of you is her brother."

"Is it Tang Ning?"

"I don't know."

"There's no one else with the surname Tang. We played together."

"Maybe. How come you don't know my sister?"

"I've seen her, but I don't know her name. Of course I don't remember her name. I'll know when I see her."

Along the way, the two chatted and laughed, not paying attention as they ventured deeper into the forest. Due to the trees blocking out the light, it became dark, and there wasn't a soul in sight. The once melodious chirping of insects had taken on a slightly eerie feel.

"I'm a little scared, brother."

Beibei approached Lin Qing, her slightly sweet, girlish scent wafting into his nostrils.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

Lin Qing looked around and, thinking himself clever, pointed south. "Let's go towards the light. There are fewer trees there, so there must be people. Follow me."

Although it wasn't a primeval forest, the forest in this national scenic area stretched for over ten kilometers. Lin Qing, with Qian Beibei in tow, didn't return the way they came but continued deeper into the unfamiliar territory.

It has to be said that it was his selfishness at play. Actually, Lin Qing had a very good sense of direction and location; he could easily lead her out. Going further in was just his hope that something might happen between them.

They walked further and further away, becoming increasingly tired. Finally, Qian Beibei couldn't take it anymore. "Brother, I'm so tired, my feet hurt so much."

"What should we do? Why don't you wait here, I'll find a way."

"No, I'm scared."

She hesitated for a moment. "Can you carry me?"

Seeing that she had fallen into his trap, Lin Qing pretended to reluctantly agree.

"Okay."

The moment Qian Beibei leaned on his back, Lin Qing clearly felt the firmness and elasticity unique to the petite girl's breasts.

He reached back and embraced her slender, shapely thighs. Her firm leg muscles were equally elastic, and with each step, the small mounds of flesh rubbed against his back, to increase the stimulation.

Lin Qing deliberately let Qian Beibei's body slide down, enjoying the feeling of the girl's soft breasts massaging his back. He took the opportunity to squeeze her pert little buttocks hard—so plump and bouncy!—before forcefully lifting her body upwards, letting her land heavily on his back, savoring the pleasure of her small breasts hitting his back.

After doing this several times, Beibei's face flushed, her arms tightly wrapped around Lin Qing's neck, her little head resting on his shoulder. Her faint, fragrant breath brushed against Lin Qing's ear, making him somewhat aroused, yet he dared not act rashly.

Carrying this beautiful, delicate, and alluring girl on his back had become a form of torture for him. (12-28 Chapter 114: Seduce the Beautiful Girl)

One day, Lin Qing's aunt suddenly called to tell him that her company was organizing a trip to a scenic area, and all her colleagues were taking their children. Lin Qing's cousin had gone to university in another city, and since Lin Qing was in the city, she wanted to take him along.

'Oh my god!' Lin Qing's aunt's colleagues were all much younger than her, and their children were mostly in elementary school. Taking Lin Qing along would mean making him take care of those kids, wouldn't it?

It seemed he was about to become a childcare worker, but he couldn't refuse his aunt's order. Filled with anger and helplessness, Lin Qing set off with his aunt.

On the bus, Lin Qing sat alone in a corner at the back, watching the chattering and playing of the girls around ten years old, feeling disgusted: 'They're really good at having children, all little girls. If there were a little boy, at least I could play with him for a while. Sigh, I'd better close my eyes and take a nap.' After about two hours, Lin Qing and his aunt finally arrived at their destination. It was a scenic area combining forests and lakes, with some shoddy amusement facilities artificially placed among the beautiful scenery, looking so out of place.

When they arrived, Lin Qing discovered that it wasn't just his aunt's workplace participating; various enterprises and institutions from all over the city were also involved. The spacious parking lot in front of the park management office was packed with buses, and a bustling crowd poured out of each door, the vast majority of them women.

Looking at the large group of women of varying styles, Lin Qing's gloomy mood vanished. Leaning against the bus, his gaze swept back and forth among the women.

'This one's nice, hmm, that one's pretty too.' Just as he was immersed in this almost beauty pageant-like feeling, his aunt approached. 'This is my nephew, Lin Qing. Xiao Qing, this is my former colleague. Quickly, say hello to Aunt Qian.'

Lin Qing turned his head and saw a plump, middle-aged woman, about the same age as his aunt, smiling at him. 'Aunt Qian,'

he greeted politely.

'Oh, you've grown so much! I remember the last time I saw you at your aunt's house, you were still a primary school student. Time flies! Where are you going to school now?'

'The No. 1 Middle School,'

Lin Qing answered absentmindedly."

“Come here, Beibei,”

Aunt Qian turned and beckoned. A slender girl walked over with her head down. “This is my daughter, Sister Lin, do you still recognize her?”

“Oh, she’s grown into a beautiful young lady.”

Lin Qing’s aunt also praised her politely.

To be honest, Lin Qing had reservations about her aunt’s taste, so she didn’t even look up.

They chattered and praised each other for quite a while around Lin Qing. “Little Qian, let me introduce you to our old colleagues,”

Lin Qing’s aunt turned to him and instructed, “Little Qing, take good care of your little sister Beibei.”

“Beibei, play with Brother Qing here, don’t wander off.”

Aunt Qian also added.

Lin Qing agreed casually, without looking away.

“You’re Lin Qing, I’ve heard your name before.”

The little girl walked up to Lin Qing.

“Really?”

Lin Qing turned to look at her, and her gaze was fixed on her.

The two chatted happily, but Lin Qing’s mind was still on the crowd.

This little girl was very cute, about 1.6 meters tall, exactly the petite type Lin Qing liked. She had big eyes, long hair, and although she was quite thin, her skin was very fair.

She wore a small sleeveless top and very short denim shorts, her straight legs were very well-proportioned, and when they were pressed together, there wasn't a single gap. A section of her snow-white, slender waist was visible between the shorts and the top, and her arms, which were almost as white as milk, reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight. Although her breasts were only slightly protruding, her little bottom looked particularly perky.

And although her shoulders, which were slightly slender, were exposed from the neckline, her alabaster skin was still very attractive. Lin Qing's gaze lowered, and he even saw a glimpse of fair buttocks at the edge of her denim shorts. This little girl's outfit was really hot.

"Where have you heard my name before?"

Lin Qing suddenly became interested.

"At my school, classmates always talk about you in front of me."

Qian Beibei looked at Lin Qing with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Really? I'm not that famous. Which school do you go to?"

Lin Qing asked skeptically.

"Really, they know my house is close to your aunt's, and they always ask me if I know you."

"Just because you live close to my aunt doesn't mean you know me. Are your classmates out of their minds? Is it some kind of school for idiots? Heh."

"No, I go to a teachers' college."

A hint of displeasure flashed across Qian Beibei's face.

"Oh, a vocational school? How old are you?"

"Sixteen."

"Doesn't seem like it."

"What? I'm not little anymore."

Qian Beibei then defiantly puffed out her still-developing chest.

"Okay, okay, not little anymore."

Lin Qing's tone was full of sarcasm.

The two gradually warmed up to each other. At this moment, Lin Qing's aunt and Aunt Qian came back.

"You two are having a good chat. Beibei, play with your brother for a while. Your mother and your Aunt Lin have something to do."

Aunt Qian nagged.

"Okay."

Qian Beibei replied somewhat impatiently, reaching out her little hand to take Lin Qing's hand. "Let's go."

The slightly cool, smooth fingers made Lin Qing's heart flutter.

"Don't go too far, and don't get lost."

Her mother really looked like Tang Sanzang from 'A Chinese Odyssey'.

"Okay."

Before her mother could finish speaking, Beibei pulled Lin Qing forward.

"Take good care of your little sister."

It seemed that Aunt Lin Qing had also joined the 'journey to the West'.

Lin Qing nodded to her aunt and followed Bei Bei towards the edge of the forest.

"Don't forget to

come back for dinner at 11:30!" Lin Qing's aunt called out from behind. "Don't be late."

"Okay,"

Lin Qing replied, raising her voice, but without even turning her head.

"What are your classmates saying about me?"

Lin Qing asked, following behind Bei Bei. Looking at her pert little bottom, she casually started a conversation.

“Oh, we went to ‘Golden Splendor’ once and saw you guys fighting there, so impressive! A classmate said she knew you guys.”

“Who?”

“Tang Yu.”

“I don’t know her.”

“No way, she said one of you is her brother.”

“Is it Tang Ning?”

“I don’t know.”

“There’s no one else with the surname Tang, we play together.”

“Maybe, but how can you not know my sister?”

“I’ve seen her, but I don’t know her name. Of course I don’t remember her name, I’ll know when I see her.”

Along the way, the two chatted and laughed, unknowingly walking deeper into the forest. Due to the trees blocking out the light, it became dark, and there was no one around. The originally pleasant chirping of insects also had a hint of eeriness.

“I’m a little scared, brother.”

Bei Bei approached Lin Qing, her slightly milky scent wafting into his nostrils.

"It's alright, don't be afraid."

Lin Qing looked around and, in his self-righteousness, pointed south. "Let's go towards the light; there are fewer trees there, so there must be people. Follow me."

Although it wasn't a primeval forest, the forest in this national scenic area still stretched for over ten kilometers. Lin Qing, leading Qian Beibei, didn't return the way they came but continued deeper into the unfamiliar territory.

It has to be said that it was his selfishness at play. Actually, Lin Qing had a very good sense of direction and location; he could easily lead her back out. Going further in was just his hope that something might happen between them.

They walked further and further, becoming more and more tired. Finally, Qian Beibei couldn't take it anymore. "Brother, I'm so tired, my feet hurt so much."

"What should we do? Why don't you wait here, I'll find a way."

"No, I'm scared."

She hesitated for a moment. "Can you carry me?"

Seeing that she had fallen into his trap, Lin Qing pretended to reluctantly agree.

"Okay."

The moment Qian Beibei climbed onto his back, Lin Qing clearly felt the firmness and elasticity unique to the petite girl's breasts.

He reached back and embraced her slender, shapely thighs. Her firm leg muscles were equally elastic, and with each step he took, her small breasts rubbed against his back, adding to the stimulation.

Lin Qing deliberately let Qian Beibei's body slide down, enjoying the feeling of the girl's soft breasts massaging against his back, while his hands took the opportunity to squeeze her pert little buttocks hard—so fleshy and bouncy! Then he would forcefully bounce her body upwards, letting her land heavily on his back, savoring the pleasure of her small breasts hitting his back.

After doing this several times, Beibei's face flushed, her arms tightly wrapped around Lin Qing's neck, her little head resting on his shoulder. Her faint, fragrant breaths sprayed against Lin Qing's ear, making him somewhat aroused, yet he dared not act rashly.

Carrying this beautiful, delicate, and alluring girl on his back had become a torment for him.

Chapter 115 Skilled in Sexual Techniques

The two finally arrived at a bright spot. It wasn't an open space, but a small lake surrounded by trees. The shimmering water reflected the trees, sparkling in the sunlight.

"Okay, put me down,"

Qian Beibei gently stretched her legs, freeing herself from Lin Qing's hand. She looked around and exclaimed, "What a beautiful lake!"

There wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and the air in the forest was damp and fresh. Lin Qing took Qian Beibei's soft, warm hand and led her step by step to the water's edge. Her fair, delicate hand felt wonderfully comfortable in his.

Watching her carefully moving her slender feet, Lin Qing said, "Your feet hurt, don't they? A soak in the water will help."

He looked down and found a dry spot. "Come sit here."

Qian Beibei obediently nestled against Lin Qing, taking off her small sneakers. Her white socks revealed her delicate, petite feet, which deeply attracted Lin Qing's gaze.

"Take off your socks and soak them in the water, then rub them and the pain will go away."

Lin Qing coaxed her like a teacher. Qian Beibei stretched out her delicate, smooth little hand to test the water temperature; the lake water was warm from the sun.

"It's so warm."

She timidly took off her socks, revealing her fair, smooth feet, just like her hands. She put them in the water and then pulled them back, a few glistening water droplets clinging to her white soles. She shook them off and put them back in the water. She sat on the ground, hugging her knees, her chin

resting on them, her obedient expression utterly charming. Her slender figure and long, curled legs accentuated the full curves from her thighs to her buttocks, outlining beautiful lines. Sunlight shone on Qian Beibei's pretty face, her delicate features sparkling, making her incredibly cute. Her large, bright eyes were reflected on the shimmering water, like an angel by the water's edge.

Gazing at the picturesque scenery, with such a pure and beautiful girl sitting beside him, a romantic atmosphere filled the air. Lin Qing stretched comfortably, spreading his arms and lying back. As his hand descended, it accidentally brushed against Qian Beibei's breasts.

Qian Beibei flinched slightly, then defiantly thrust her chest forward, moving closer to Lin Qing, her legs pressed against his.

"I'm so tired, aren't you going to lie down for a while?"

Lin Qing groggily closed his eyes.

"Okay, I'll rest for a bit too."

Qian Beibei lay down beside Lin Qing, who turned to look at her, his gaze drawn to her body.

Despite her slender figure, Qian Beibei's vulva was quite full, and a glimpse of her pale yellow panties peeked out from under her short denim shorts. Following Lin Qing's gaze, Qian Beibei blushed and shyly covered his eyes with her palm.

"Brother, you're so naughty, don't look at me like that,"

she said softly, her coquettish expression finally making Lin Qing unable to resist. He gently extended his middle finger and touched the indentation in her denim shorts, rubbing it lightly up and down

through the fabric, while his erection slowly began to rise. Lin Qing slowly pulled Qian Beibei's denim shorts slightly to the right, slipping his finger inside the gap. He felt her panties were a little wet, and boldly inserted his finger into her sweet opening, which was already full of moisture.

Qian Beibei let out soft moans, squeezing his hand between her legs, her large eyes fixed on him, her breathing rapid.

"Don't you like it? Can I take my hand out?"

Lin Qing's voice trembled.

Qian Beibei slowly loosened her fair thighs, her big eyes began to sparkle, and she sighed softly, "Brother Lin Qing, will you like me?"

"I, I, I..."

Lin Qing really couldn't bear to lie to her.

"I like you so much, you know?"

Qian Beibei wrapped her arms around Lin Qing's hands and hugged him, pressing her small face against his chest and whispering, "Ever since I kept hearing Tang Yu mention you, I've liked you."

Her breath slowly warmed.

Lin Qing looked down at her, lifting her small face with his hand, "You're so cute, how could I not like you—"

Before Lin Qing could finish speaking, he was unexpectedly silenced by a small mouth, and then a small tongue entered his mouth and began to stir. Qian Beibei rubbed against him, flipped over and sat on him, her round little bottom pressing tightly against the protrusion between his legs, and leaned down to whisper in his ear, "I want to, I want to..."

Since she was already so passionate, what reason did Lin Qing have to refuse?

He hugged Qian Beibei's small waist tightly, and his hand slipped under the hem of her clothes, kneading her soft breasts. Qian Beibei's breasts were soft and elastic. He leaned in and kissed her fair, flawless neck and the shallow dimples on her pretty face. The girl's pert little bottom wiggled restlessly against him, as if she could feel his erect weapon pressing against her soft flesh.

Lin Qing's long spear was painfully throbbing in his pants. He caressed Qian Beibei's small, delicate breasts, enjoying the soft, smooth feel, and inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from her body. His hand traced her slender waist and then touched her flat, soft abdomen a few times. The girl's abdomen felt cool and smooth, but as he continued to explore downwards, it became warm.

He pressed his hand against the mound of flesh between her legs, parted her panties, and felt a strand of soft pubic hair. He then probed further in, touching her soft labia. With a gentle push of his fingers, Qian Beibei let out a soft moan, her cherry-like mouth slightly open, her breath coming in rapid gasps. The tender labia, enveloping her honeyed entrance, slowly oozed slippery fluid. Her shapely thighs, unable to bear it any longer, loosened, and her slender feet retracted, her delicate toes curling tightly.

Lin Qing kissed her pink neck, his fingers teasing the entrance of her honeyed entrance with limited force. Qian Beibei's body stiffened, her arms trembled, and she cried out shyly, "Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much!"

Her honeyed entrance suddenly contracted, clamping tightly around Lin Qing's fingers. The feeling of the tender flesh inside her labia gripping so tightly made Lin Qing bend his fingers and probe inside the crevice.

Qian Beibei's face flushed with anxiety. "You, ah, stop!"

Lin Qing withdrew his slippery fingers and held them out in front of her. "You're quite wet."

Then he grasped her slender ankles and lowered his head to lick her smooth soles.

Qian Beibei's young and beautiful body trembled uncontrollably, and she moaned in a trembling voice, "No, ah, no, it's dirty."

Lin Qing sucked on Qian Beibei's fair little toes, and the girl's round and perky buttocks swayed tightly in mid-air. After a while, Qian Beibei turned over and squatted on the rock next to Lin Qing, her pink little feet shyly and anxiously pulling back, her face full of pleading, "Please, no, don't torture me anymore."

Lin Qing quietly loosened his belt and pulled his pants down a little. His freed penis was blown by the breeze and stood straight against the girl's slender waist.

"Wow, it's so big!"

Qian Beibei excitedly used her fair and delicate hands to unbutton her clothes, revealing a pure white lace bra. Lin Qing carefully and slowly pulled up her pure white lace bra.

The young girl's delicate, firm, and beautiful breasts were white and soft. Pink nipples trembled slightly against her fair skin. Qian Beibei cupped her immature, tender breasts in her slender hands and brought them close to Lin Qing's face. The firm mounds exuded an intoxicating milky fragrance. Then, she spread her long, slender legs, revealing her pure white panties, already soaked with love juice. The shape of her tender, red cleft was clearly visible in the center of the wet patch.

"Brother, come on, I want it so badly, come on!"

Qian Beibei slightly raised her buttocks, her small hands eagerly pulling her panties down to her knees, hanging wantonly on her calves. Her pure white bra also loosened and dangled beside her breasts.

Seeing this, Lin Qing couldn't resist reaching out to rub her clitoris and vulva, sucking on her rosy nipples. Qian Beibei involuntarily reached orgasm, her legs overflowing with lustful fluid, her beautiful face flushed. "Ah, it's coming, ah, it's coming, ah..."

A stream of lustful fluid flowed from her vulva, and she shyly reached out her small hand to grasp and rub her penis.

Lin Qing looked at the pure and lovely girl in front of him, her disheveled clothes clinging to her delicate body, creating an even more erotic effect. He embraced her tightly, pressing his lips to her smooth cherry lips.

Qian Beibei shyly offered her soft, fragrant tongue for Lin Qing to suckle. Although her breasts weren't large, they were very elastic. Lin Qing reached out and grasped them, caressing her pert little breasts, flicking the protrusion in the center of her tender white flesh.

When Lin Qing's hand squeezed her breasts, he felt that Qian Beibei's small breasts were more beautiful than large, precariously large ones, and her pink nipples were already engorged and erect.

Qian Beibei, blushing shyly,

moaned softly, "Don't just touch my breasts." Lin Qing immediately shifted his focus, his hand caressing her slender legs. The smooth touch gave him immense pleasure. His hand slid down her elastic thighs and explored her vulva, playing with her round, firm buttocks.

Qian Beibei shyly nestled her head against the man's chest, her tongue darting out from her red lips to lick Lin Qing's nipple, her small mouth pursing softly, "I want to see your... cock."

Hearing her utter such an obscene term, Lin Qing felt an even greater inexplicable pleasure. "Then turn around quickly and let me see if your... area is wet."

At the same time, his hand rubbed her vulva and clitoris more intensely.

"Ah, so... so beautiful."

Qian Beibei turned her back, about to pull down her panties, when Lin Qing stopped her. "Don't take it off yet, just turn around like this."

Qian Beibei feigned embarrassment, thrusting out her already swollen breasts, shifting her round, plump, white buttocks, and alluringly straddling Lin Qing's body with her slender legs. She turned and knelt before him, grasping his penis in her hand. Her pert buttocks sank slightly, presenting her budding vulva to the man.

Her labia majora remained a tender pink, surrounded by fine black hairs. Lin Qing parted her thick labia, revealing her tender red labia minora. The small clitoris at the junction of the labia majora was already engorged and erect. He couldn't help but praise, "Your vulva is so beautiful, wow, it's so wet."

He rubbed the hardened clitoris with his fingers. With each touch, Qian Beibei's body trembled, and she let out a wanton sigh.

Lin Qing intensified his rubbing, and Qian Beibei couldn't help but cry out, "Ah, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to, I'm going to come."

Her body arched, and milky white fluid flowed from her vulva, making Lin Qing's hands wet.

After her climax, Qian Beibei lay on top of Lin Qing, panting softly. She rested for a while before turning to gently kiss his face, murmuring sweetly, "You're so amazing, you made me feel so good."

"You felt good, but my penis is painfully hard,"

Lin Qing replied, his erection still throbbing.

Qian Beibei tenderly stroked his penis, slowly rubbing the foreskin, her hand gently holding and playing with the sac, chuckling softly, "Now let me give you something special."

She then peeked out from her lips with her small, red tongue, licking the tip.

Lin Qing played with her newly grown, tender black hair on her mons pubis. Qian Beibei's pointed nipples rubbed gently against his thigh, her small mouth kissing his penis, sometimes sucking, sometimes biting, her tongue gently swirling around the tip, then lightly touching the shaft with her tongue—a very pleasurable touch that made Lin Qing tremble each time.

Suddenly, Lin Qing felt his penis enveloped in a comfortable warmth. Qian Beibei swallowed it completely, holding it deeply for a moment before pulling it out. Then she began licking his testicles, her tongue moving back and forth repeatedly, sucking them in and spitting them out, repeating this several times—it was both pleasurable and stimulating.

While Lin Qing was amazed by her skillful technique, he was also deeply disappointed. A girl with such oral skills was definitely not a virgin anymore; she must have been trained by some older man long ago.

Slowly, Qian Beibei continued licking downwards. Suddenly, Lin Qing felt a wetness on his anus, his face filled with disbelief. Was Qian Beibei licking him there? Waves of pleasure unmistakably told him it was real.

Qian Beibei not only licked back and forth but also forcefully twisted her tongue inwards. 'Are all teachers and doctors this open-minded?' Lin Qing thought of Dr. Jiang and Mei Xin, the two doctor sisters. Weren't they like that too?

Chapter 116 Who Played Whom?

Lin Qing's penis was already rock hard. He grabbed Qian Beibei's hair and thrust it back into her mouth. Qian Beibei made a very unwilling sound when her tongue left Lin Qing's anus. But when the penis was inserted into her mouth, she began to move it forcefully again.

Although Lin Qing couldn't see her movements, he could feel the tip of his penis being sucked tightly by her mouth, and the pleasure grew stronger and stronger. He held Qian Beibei's head, trying to make her slow down, because he was losing control.

Qian Beibei discovered his intention and deliberately increased the amplitude of her movements, sucking even harder with her mouth. Lin Qing couldn't help but move, thrusting forcefully into her mouth, and couldn't help but ejaculate in his rapid breathing, shooting all the bullets into Qian Beibei's mouth.

During the ejaculation, the tip of the penis was extremely sensitive. Qian Beibei obviously knew this. After Lin Qing finished, she still held the base of the penis with her right hand, sucking hard with her mouth and licking the tip of the penis with her tongue, swallowing all the bullets into her stomach.

Lin Qing wasn't about to be outdone. His hand, which had been holding her slender waist, moved to her pert buttocks. Although Qian Beibei was slim, her buttocks felt smooth, round, and bouncy. Lin Qing's hand slid down the rounded curves to her buttocks cleft.

Touching a girl with pert buttocks felt particularly striking. Lin Qing's fingers slowly moved down the cleft, reaching her small anus. A gentle touch caused a sharp contraction. His middle finger stopped at the anus, while his index finger continued forward, reaching the overflowing entrance of her wet vagina. He gently inserted his finger into the crevice, coated with sticky, slippery love juice. "So tight." The sticky, wet juice covered Lin Qing's hand. He hooked his index finger back to the girl's tight anus, smearing the juice around the vulva. His middle finger gently inserted, once, twice, finally breaking through the tight opening and plunging into the hot anus.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Qian Beibei moaned intermittently, her legs kicking wildly, her panties already on the ground. She lifted her round little bottom and backed away, her left hand guiding Lin Qing's long spear, aiming it at her vulva as she slowly sat down.

Lin Qing felt himself being tightly enveloped by her honeyed cave, the hot, wet flesh rubbing against his shaft. He couldn't help but lift his upper body and press it against her tender, smooth back, reaching out to grasp her firm breasts.

Qian Beibei turned her head and whispered seductively in his ear, "Ah, it feels so good, come on, hold my buttocks and move them." Her

round, smooth buttocks rubbed against Lin Qing's crotch, and Lin Qing's hands began to caress her pert breasts.

"Mmm, you're touching me so comfortably."

Qian Beibei contracted her lower abdomen, squeezing her penis tightly, and gracefully turned around. The entire movement was fluid and seamless, her skill making Lin Qing's previous women pale in comparison. His penis, gripped by her vaginal muscles, rotated nearly 90 degrees before returning to its original position thanks to its elasticity.

Lin Qing looked at her with some surprise. "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Qian Beibei placed her hands on his shoulders, thrusting out her breasts to let him taste her sweet, fragrant nipples.

Lin Qing licked her nipples, his right hand caressing her shapely buttocks, while his left hand lifted her right leg, placing it on his shoulder. 'Use your special skills, don't let this little sister look down on you.' He thrust his penis forcefully into her honeyed cave.

Qian Beibei couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah..."

Lin Qing quickly kissed her lips.

Under Lin Qing's vigorous thrusting, Qian Beibei still let out seductive moans: "Mmm, mmm, mmm..."

Her fair arms tightened around Lin Qing's neck, her honeyed orifice sucking in and out of his long spear, her suppressed breathing growing heavier.

Lin Qing knew she was close to climax, so he stood up, holding her petite body tightly, and let her legs lift off the ground and wrap around his waist. He moved his long spear, still inside her honeyed orifice, into the lake, the water quickly reaching his waist.

The water agitated Lin Qing's scrotum, causing the tip to swell even more.

Qian Beibei's honeyed orifice tightened even more; she quickly reached climax, clinging to Lin Qing even more tightly.

"Never tried this before, have you?"

Lin Qing continued thrusting his long spear into her honeyed orifice, her juices slowly flowing out through the gaps in the shaft. After a while, he felt exhausted and had to pull out his weapon.

Qian Beibei lay on the shore, panting weakly.

Lin Qing looked at her pert buttocks. Qian Beibei's buttocks weren't big, but they were particularly round and pert. He came up behind her, grabbed her waist, and made her stand on the water with her left foot and on the shore with her right foot. He aimed his spear at the flesh gushing with lustful fluid and forcefully inserted it.

Qian Beibei had amazing stamina. Her round buttocks seemed to complain that Lin Qing wasn't thrusting hard enough, pushing back forcefully and squeezing tightly, while she softly moaned, "Oh, oh, so beautiful, brother, you, you're so amazing."

Lin Qing dipped his fingers in her vaginal fluid and inserted them into her anus between her buttocks. The small fleshy sac contracted and writhed violently. He slowly continued to explore, and when he felt it loosen up a bit, he pulled his spear out of her honey hole and moved upwards to her alluring anus. Qian Beibei also tried to lift her round, white buttocks as high as possible, panting and waiting, "Brother, be gentle, I've never tried this before, ah, be gentle."

When Lin Qing's spearhead pressed against her anus, Qian Beibei trembled all over, holding her breath. The spearhead slowly pushed in, feeling incredibly tight. To distract her from the pain, Lin Qing's right hand reached to her white, soft breasts, playing with her erect nipples. His left hand reached under her vulva to rub her tender clitoris.

The long spear slowly thrust in and out of her tight, fleshy folds. Under Lin Qing's thrusts, Qian Beibei twisted her slender waist and moaned wantonly, "Ah, it's in, ah, gently, gently."

After a few minutes, Qian Beibei's little chrysanthemum gradually relaxed. The increasing amount of vaginal fluid and her increasingly loud, shy moans proved she was experiencing pleasure. Her tight little folds tightened even more, and Lin Qing's pleasure intensified. Not wanting it to end so soon, he hurriedly pulled out the long spear.

Qian Beibei looked at Lin Qing, puzzled. "So tired, let's change positions."

Lin Qing sat on the lakeshore, leaning back, his buttocks half-suspended, his legs dipping into the water. Qian Beibei leaned in, her back to him, facing the lake, and slowly sat down, aiming the long spear at him.

Lubricated by her vaginal fluids, the tip of his penis slid effortlessly into her honeyed hole. The copious amounts of love juice made the area around the penis wet, reducing the pleasure of friction. Lin Qing wanted to work on her anus again.

He gently patted Qian Beibei's round, upturned buttocks. "Lift it up,"

he said, aiming the tip at her little anus. "Slowly sit down."

Qian Beibei was still a little scared. Lin Qing held her waist and thrust upwards. Qian Beibei swayed her slender waist gently. "No, brother, fuck my pussy, don't fuck my anus, it hurts."

Lin Qing gripped her waist tightly, the tip of his penis squeezing into her small chrysanthemum bud. What made him feel most comfortable was when he penetrated her anus. Before penetration, she would hold her breath, feeling anticipation; after penetration, she would exhale a long breath, feeling very satisfied. This greatly offset Lin Qing's disappointment that she wasn't a virgin. Qian Beibei

lay back on Lin Qing, her long legs spread open and resting on his lap.

Lin Qing grasped and kneaded her firm, youthful breasts with his left hand, while his right hand found the swollen clitoris beneath her plump vulva, pressing it rapidly with his middle finger, then pinching and flicking it back and forth between his middle and index fingers.

Qian Beibei lay on top of Lin Qing, twisting her delicate body, letting his penis thrust in and out of her anus, her buttocks suspended in the air, her posture alluring.

Lin Qing used his waist strength to penetrate deep into her anus, the base of his penis firmly gripped by a tight ring of flesh, the lustful fluids secreted from her honeyed orifice flowing continuously.

Qian Beibei moaned softly, the suppressed sounds driving Lin Qing wild with pleasure. He extended his left index finger in front of her, and Qian Beibei opened her mouth and took the finger, which was covered in her own love juice, into her mouth. Her slender body twisted back and forth with increasing amplitude, her anus growing hotter and hotter.

Lin Qing's penis was gripped tighter and tighter, and he quickened his pace, feeling a tingling, itchy sensation at the tip. Qian Beibei's breathing became rapid, and with the rhythmic contractions of her anus, Lin Qing's tingling sensation reached its peak, and he couldn't help but ejaculate violently.

Qian Beibei's chrysanthemum buds contracted even more violently, and she continued to moan, "Mmm, mmm, um..."

She turned her head and kissed him, her lips pressed against his, her slippery tongue secretly exploring his mouth, and hot, thick vaginal fluid gushed from her honey hole, spraying Lin Qing's hands all over, reaching another climax. ...

"Beibei, when you go back, you must not tell your mother about us."

"Don't worry, brother, I'm not a child, I understand."

"That's good. If you have any problems you can't solve in the future, just come to me."

"Anything?"

Qian Beibei looked at Lin Qing with a mischievous smile.

"Of course."

Lin Qing's answer suddenly became uncertain. This girl was really hard for him to handle. What if there were any problems? He wasn't afraid of fighting, but he was afraid of trouble.

Qian Beibei looked at Lin Qing's expression and suddenly revealed a sly smile: "I don't need your help with anything else, I just want it, is that okay?" She reached out and squeezed Lin Qing's weapon, which had just gone limp.

"I'm always available. What I'm talking about is another matter."

Hearing her say that, Lin Qing felt relieved and became more generous again.

"Alright, let's go. It's almost lunchtime. Mom will be worried."

Qian Beibei picked up the clothes scattered around her, put them on, tidied herself up a bit, and then looked at Lin Qing with a smile. "Take me home, don't tell me you don't know the way?"

"Yes, I know."

In front of such a clever girl, Lin Qing suddenly felt like a fool, having fallen into her trap.

Chapter 117 Teasing the Innocent Beauty

The holiday passed quickly, and Lin Qing returned to school.

After only two days of school, Lin Qing suddenly received a notice that a "Knowledge Competition to Celebrate the Return of Macau" would be held throughout the city, and all municipal high schools had to participate. Lin Qing's unlucky homeroom teacher had actually signed him up.

Actually, it was already the first semester of his senior year, and he would be facing the college entrance examination next year. Who had the mood to play this game? If it weren't for the prize money for winning, Lin Qing wouldn't have bothered to go.

Lin Qing reluctantly went to the academic affairs office to pick up the competition materials. When he arrived, he realized that these registered academic elites had to train together every evening during self-study time. "Damn!" Everyone stared at him in surprise as he appeared at the door of the training room, standing before these so-called outstanding students.

Lin Qing also stood at the door, surveying the school's elite students. Almost all of them were female, but most were quite unremarkable in appearance. No wonder; pretty girls were surrounded by admirers and had no time to study, while plain-looking girls were ignored and had to focus their energy on their studies.

Lin Qing walked through the crowd and casually sat down on a chair in the last row. A moment later, the director of the academic affairs office and a vice-principal walked in, delivering the same old lectures and encouragement. He squinted, not taking a word to heart.

After the routine sermon, Lin Qing's tutor came in. "Hello everyone, you are all the elites of this school. I won't say anything more. I hope you will all work hard during the two-week intensive training and bring honor to our school."

That familiar voice! Lin Qing looked up and saw it was his beloved teacher, Huang Meijuan! Wasn't she the English teacher?

Lin Qing hadn't seen her for over a year. At the beginning of senior year, he heard she had been temporarily transferred to the district education bureau and then got married shortly after. He felt a pang of sadness upon hearing that news. How come she's back at their school now? And it seems she's not teaching anymore?

Lin Qing looked at her with a questioning gaze, suddenly noticing she was wearing a light blue suspender dress. The wide straps made her slender shoulders look somewhat comical. His gaze drifted downwards, and his once slim waist now appeared unusually bulky.

"These are your competition practice problems."

Teacher Huang held a stack of thin notebooks, handing them out to each of Lin Qing and the others. When she reached Lin Qing, her beautiful eyes met his, a hint of shyness flashing across her face. She looked down at her slightly protruding belly, her face flushing.

"How many months?"

Lin Qing gently touched her round belly and asked softly.

"Six months,"

Teacher Huang replied politely, a little embarrassed. "Wow, your husband's pretty good, getting pregnant right after the wedding."

Since no one could see their expressions, Lin Qing teased her in a low voice, somewhat unrestrainedly.

Hearing Lin Qing's teasing, Ms. Huang's fair face flushed with a beautiful blush. She took a deep breath and said calmly in a gentle tone, "Lin Qing, I know you're very smart. This time, Lao Yang and I suggested to the school that you participate in the competition. You need to prove yourself and get a ranking so everyone can see." "

Really? Sister, you've given me such a difficult task?"

Lin Qing stood up and leaned close to her ear, taking the opportunity to smell her body odor. It was still so fragrant, without any diminishment despite the changes in her body.

Ms. Huang stepped back slightly, her gentle gaze fixed on Lin Qing's eyes. "Even if it's for me, okay?"

It's hardest to resist the kindness of a beautiful woman, and there were no worthy targets among her classmates, so Lin Qing had no choice but to focus all her energy on rote memorization. Her exceptional memory played a powerful role, not only easily passing the district selection competition but also overcoming numerous strong opponents in the city competition, aiming straight for the high school championship.

Holding the championship trophy, Lin Qing saw the pride shining in Teacher Huang's eyes.

Back at school, the principal praised Lin Qing's performance highly and promised on the spot to try to get Lin Qing named a provincial outstanding student upon graduation, which would add ten points to her college entrance examination score. Lin Qing's status among the students also rose even higher.

Just as Lin Qing was still basking in happiness, an even bigger task came a few days later.

The Municipal Education Bureau decided to gather the champions from each student group and add several top students from key schools to participate in the provincial competition. Upon receiving the notice, Lin Qing, somewhat weary, packed his bags and went to the Education Bureau to report, accompanied by the director of the Academic Affairs Office.

At the registration desk, Lin Qing realized that the Municipal Education Bureau really valued this competition. The seven or eight people they had temporarily gathered were each assigned a private room, and they would eat in the hotel restaurant every day. Moreover, their floor was not open to the public; it was a standard three-star hotel. Regardless

of the competition results, it seemed he could enjoy a good time for a while.

Lin Qing said goodbye to the director of the Academic Affairs Office, took the key to his assigned room, threw down his backpack, turned on the air conditioner and TV, and sprawled out on the large Simmons mattress in a "big" shape. So comfortable!

At nine o'clock sharp, it was time to gather in the conference room. Lin Qing lazily got out of bed and went to the conference room. Several people were already there. He glanced around and thought, "Smart people are often not beautiful, and beautiful people are often not smart."

Lin Qing sat in the chair listening to the teacher call out their names one by one, introducing which school each person came from. Everyone nodded slightly when their name was called. When Lin Qing's name was called, everyone's eyes widened in surprise. Lin Qing knew he was now a somewhat legendary figure.

"Qin Xue, Qin Xue..."

He called twice, but no one answered. She wasn't here. So there were people here with even more airs than Lin Qing! "Now let's go eat,"

the instructor briefly instructed. Everyone's enthusiasm immediately rose, and they surged towards the door. Lin Qing, as always, maintained his composure. Only after everyone had left did he slowly stand up and walk out with his head down.

"Ah..." He bumped into a soft body. The fullness and elasticity made Lin Qing swallow back the curse that was about to escape his lips. He looked up and saw a pretty girl with delicate features standing before him, her face flushed, looking completely flustered.

Standing just over 1.6 meters tall, her ample chest pushed her white polyester shirt high, and her slender, fair legs peeked out from beneath her black, knee-length school skirt. Her slightly pale face was framed by bright, shy eyes, and her blushing cheeks were accentuated by her short, neck-length hair. While not exceptionally beautiful, her scholarly air gave her a unique charm.

"Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself?"

Lin Qing's tone was unusually gentle.

"It's nothing,"

the girl replied, her thin red lips parting slightly to reveal her pearly white teeth, her voice sweet. "You must be a teacher here. I'm here to register."

"What's your name?"

Lin Qing didn't immediately deny it.

"My name is Qin Xue, and I'm from Experimental Middle School."

Lin Qing extended her hand. "Hello, welcome to the school."

Qin Xue hesitated before extending her right hand; her fingers were long and slender, her skin fair, with faint blue veins visible.

Lin Qing gently grasped her hand, deliberately using a little force; the skin was smooth and delicate. It would be a shame not to touch such a beautiful young woman.

"I'm Lin Qing from No. 1 Middle School in the city, also participating in the training camp. Do I look that old?"

Qin Xue glanced at Lin Qing with her dark eyes, her already shy face turning even redder. Lin Qing could even feel her breathing become heavier.

She shyly withdrew her hand. "No, no, that's not what I meant."

She paused, looking at Lin Qing's smiling, starry eyes. "But you do look quite mature."

"Yes, almost rotten."

Qin Xue couldn't help but giggle at Lin Qing's teasing, then realized she had been a bit inappropriate and quickly covered her mouth with her almost transparent white hand.

"Where are the others? Haven't they arrived yet?"

"They've all gone to eat. The teacher specifically asked me to wait for you here. I'll take you to the restaurant."

"Then let's go."

Qin Xue turned and walked towards the elevator.

Smelling the lingering scent of the girl on his hands, Lin Qing sighed. He didn't yet know how high this innocent beauty's IQ was, but her EQ was pitifully low; she believed everything people said. It seemed seducing her wouldn't be difficult at all.

Lin Qing followed behind her, watching her pert buttocks sway in the rounded shape of her schoolgirl skirt, giving him a strong urge to touch them.

A mischievous thought flashed through Lin Qing's mind. "Qin Xue!"

he softly called her name, then quickly leaned in, lowering his head to her level.

Qin Xue turned her head without any warning, her rosy lips pressing against Lin Qing's carefully awaited lips.

"Ah..."

She froze, letting out a startled cry after several seconds, and hurriedly backed away.

Although it was only a light touch, Lin Qing could still clearly feel the fragrance and softness of Qin Xue's red lips.

Qin Xue stood shyly opposite Lin Qing, her fair cheeks flushed with embarrassment, unsure of what to say.

Lin Qing quickly feigned innocence, "I didn't mean to."

Qin Xue looked up at him, her eyes filled with sorrow. She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her schoolbag fell to the ground, and she turned and ran towards the elevator doors, covering her face.

"I'm sorry,"

Lin Qing said, picking up his bag and chasing after her.

Inside the elevator, the atmosphere was extremely awkward. Qin Xue kept her head down, staring at her shoes, while Lin Qing regretted his rashness and didn't say a word.

In the restaurant, Lin Qing casually introduced Qin Xue to everyone. His calm tone made Qin Xue look at him strangely, her gaze a mixture of resentment and shyness.

"Since you two already know each other, that's good. We've already divided into pairs, and now it's just the two of you left." 'I absolutely adore you, my mentor, even though you're a male teacher,' Lin Qing thought to himself.

Qin Xue blushed and glanced at Lin Qing, remaining silent.

Chapter 118 Playing Hard to Get

"Qin Xue, how about I take you to karaoke tonight?"

"Qin Xue, how about we go shopping tonight?"

Every day after training, Lin Qing would find an excuse to ask Qin Xue out, but he never succeeded. Thinking about it carefully, he realized his enthusiasm might be too much for this inexperienced young girl, and he might even scare her. Lin Qing decided to change his strategy.

The next day, during the large training session, Lin Qing didn't sit next to her as usual, but instead sat far away in a corner. The group mock Q&A was just a formality; he didn't say a word off-topic. As

soon as training ended, Lin Qing left immediately. After dinner, he returned to his room, lay on the bed without turning on the lights, and wouldn't open the door no matter who came.

After two days of this, he noticed that Qin Xue would often secretly glance at him from the corner of her eye during class, her eyes slightly red. He chuckled inwardly; this little girl had finally taken the bait.

When Qin Xue turned to look at Lin Qing again, Lin Qing nudged her with his lips, making a kissing gesture.

Qin Xue blushed and shyly looked away.

After the blood-red sunset, Lin Qing returned to his room early as usual. Everyone was used to his solitary nature, and no one bothered to disturb his peace.

Lin Qing lay quietly on the large Simmons mattress, waiting patiently. Time ticked by, and before he knew it, it was past eight o'clock. Just as he was beginning to lose hope, there was a few soft knocks on the door. 'Haha, the little lamb I've been tormenting with my feigned indifference has come to my door.' Lin Qing opened the door and saw that Qin Xue was dressed up carefully today. Although he could tell she had very little experience in this area, her freshly washed hair cascaded naturally over her shoulders, and her rosy lips, lightly glossed, still looked alluring.

"You're still awake, aren't you? May I come in?"

Qin Xue walked to Lin Qing's side, her breath sweet and fragrant.

Lin Qing bent down and gestured for her to come in. "Thank you."

Qin Xue smiled sweetly, slowly extending her arm to close the door behind her.

"Did you need something so late?"

Lin Qing was secretly pleased, but his expression remained calm.

Hearing Lin Qing's words, Qin Xue pouted slightly, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes looked pitifully sorrowful. "Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong? You don't hate me, do you?"

"How could I?"

Lin Qing gazed deeply into her eyes. "Actually, you know me,"

he paused deliberately, gently placing his hand on the girl's rounded shoulder, "I really like you. Being with you is my dream, even if it's just for a moment. But, but we're not from the same world. You're so innocent, so kind. I'm afraid of hurting you, so I force myself not to get close to you."

Sometimes, presenting the truth as sweet words is more damaging, especially to a naive girl experiencing her first love.

"Then why did you act like that towards me today?"

Qin Xue looked at Lin Qing with bright eyes, asking the question haltingly.

"That's because I couldn't control my feelings. I really like you too much. I'm sorry."

Lin Qing continued to add fuel to the fire.

As expected, Qin Xue's eyes shimmered upon hearing Lin Qing's confession. Her thin lips parted slightly, revealing a captivating and alluring beauty. "Actually, I've heard some things about you, and I know I shouldn't like you. But since that day, I haven't been able to forget you."

She lowered her head and remained silent for a long while, then, as if summoning her courage, she looked up into Lin Qing's eyes. "You, but you, why did you take my first kiss and then treat me so coldly? Did you ever think about my feelings?"

As she spoke, Qin Xue's shoulders trembled, and tears streamed down her face.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault for disappointing you,"

Lin Qing pulled her into his arms, inhaling her rich virgin scent, and gently comforted her.

"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it."

Qin Xue's left arm was wrapped around Lin Qing's body, and she kept hitting his arm with her right hand, sobbing softly in his arms.

Lin Qing embraced Qin Xue's slender waist and lowered his head to kiss her soft, thin lips. Qin Xue's body went limp, then she began to writhe violently, pounding his back with her hands, letting out soft moans, and shaking her head from side to side, trying to break free from his mouth.

Lin Qing supported the back of her head with his left hand and tightly gripped her slender waist with his right, rendering her struggles futile. He gently sucked on her soft red lips, his tongue swirling between them, searching for a gap, finally managing to slip inside and touch her tightly closed, white teeth.

He withdrew and continued to lick her soft lips and the salty tears at the corner of her mouth.

With Lin Qing's patience, Qin Xue's mood improved, and she finally gave up resisting,

letting out a soft moan, her white teeth slightly loosening as she welcomed the man's tongue into her warm, moist mouth. Her soft, smooth tongue also shyly met his.

Though her bright, starry eyes were veiled with moisture, they gazed wide at Lin Qing. Lin Qing's tongue lightly touched her soft, smooth tongue, curling into a hook and forcefully drawing it into his mouth. He held her fragrant tongue tip and sucked hard.

Qin Xue's "mmm" sounds grew softer, her hands pounding Lin Qing's back gradually weakening. Lin Qing sucked on her small, fragrant tongue for a moment, then her small hands tightly embraced the back of his neck. A warm, sweet liquid slid from the corner of her mouth into Lin Qing's mouth.

The girl's breath carried a faint fragrance. Lin Qing greedily sucked the sweet saliva from her tongue, curling his own tongue and gently teasing it. Qin Xue responded awkwardly to his actions, her tongue swaying gently in his mouth. Lin Qing gently

nibbled at the tip of her tongue with his teeth, holding it in place, his tongue tip swirling and teasing. Qin Xue couldn't help but let out nasal "mmm, mmm..."

sounds. Lin Qing embraced her, their lips pressed tightly together as they fell onto the bed.

Qin Xue's eyes were closed, her face flushed, her lips slightly parted, and her breathing rapid.

It took Lin Qing a long time to separate their lips, gently lifting her body. "Your lips smell so good!"

Crystal tears welled up and slid down Qin Xue's cheeks onto the bed. "Lin Qing, do you really like me?"

Her bright, starry eyes held a complex mix of excitement and confusion.

"Of course."

Seeing her confused look, Lin Qing explained gently, "Believe me, I really like you very much. If you don't like me like this, then I apologize. I'm already very satisfied with just being able to kiss you."

Qin Xue's pretty face flushed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she sat up, blushing as she straightened her disheveled dress and hair. "You're not lying to me, are you?"

Lin Qing reluctantly left her soft, delicate body that had stirred his heart, stood up, and looked intently into her starry eyes. "I'm not lying to you. From the moment I saw you, your gentle and quiet temperament deeply moved me."

Qin Xue wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, leaned against the headboard, opened her starry eyes wide, and suddenly opened her cute little mouth and 'pfft' laughed. "Where did you learn to be so literary, gentle and quiet? How cheesy!"

Women are so fickle; one second she was teary-eyed, and the next she was all smiles.

Lin Qing reached out and put his arm around Qin Xue's slender waist, looking down at her. The girl's pretty face, which had been pale from nervousness, was now flushed, making her look exceptionally beautiful. A few fine beads of sweat clung to the tip of her nose, and the faint fragrance emanating from her delicate body intoxicated him. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were unfocused, a strand of hair clung to her lips as she breathed heavily, her starry eyes narrowed into slits, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her long eyelashes trembled gently with her breath. Her fair and pretty face became rosy.

Chapter 119 A Turning Point:

I Love You. "

Lin Qing couldn't help but bend down, reaching out to hold the girl's soft little feet and gently stroking them. "Your feet are so beautiful." His

gaze shifted downwards, taking in Qin Xue's long, slender neck and fair skin, almost dazzling under the light. Lin Qing suppressed the urge to kiss her, brushing away a few stray strands of hair from her forehead. Qin Xue, with her arms wrapped around her knees, sat on the bed looking at him, her slender, fair legs gleaming, deeply captivating.

Lin Qing tentatively reached out to touch Qin Xue's calf. She reflexively flinched, surprisingly not resisting. His hand gently caressed the smooth, delicate skin of her slender leg.

Seeing the girl accept his intimate gesture, Lin Qing felt a surge of joy, his hand subtly moving upwards.

"No, don't do this,"

Qin Xue shyly pulled her leg back, her soft, wistful voice fueling Lin Qing's passion. He pressed her down beneath him, his lips pressing heavily against hers. Qin Xue

trembled slightly, then raised her arms to embrace the man, passionately offering her tongue to Lin Qing's mouth.

Lin Qing clearly felt the fullness and elasticity of Qin Xue's breasts. He truly thanked her mother for giving this eighteen-year-old beauty such a wonderful figure. He wrapped his arms around her back and moved downwards, gently kneading her round, pert buttocks through her skirt. He lifted the hem of her skirt and slipped his hand inside, directly covering her smooth, supple buttocks. The amazing elasticity made him reluctant to remove his hand.

Suddenly attacked by Lin Qing, Qin Xue's eyes became glazed. She hurriedly reached behind her to grab his hand, but she had no strength to break free from the strong man, especially since she was already weak from Lin Qing's kisses. "Ugh, ugh..." she struggled,

letting out soft moans of unbearable pleasure through the gaps between their intertwined lips and tongues.

Lin Qing sucked on the sweet, fragrant saliva in her mouth, exploring every corner of her mouth with his tongue. Using both his hands and mouth, he made Qin Xue involuntarily let out cute nasal sounds of "ee-ee-uh-uh."

After several futile attempts to resist, Qin Xue resignedly returned Lin Qing's kiss.

Her kissing skills were initially quite clumsy, passively responding to Lin Qing's teasing tongue, but after a few rounds, she became more skilled. Her delicate tongue gently slipped into the man's mouth, softly tracing its path, occasionally flicking and teasing against his tongue, making Lin Qing's heart tingle.

The faint fragrance inhaled, combined with the smooth, soft sensation in his hands and against her breasts, made Lin Qing's already hard member press against the girl's full vulva, eager to move.

"Ah..."

Qin Xue clearly felt Lin Qing's hardness. Her thin lips moved away from his, her small hands pushing against his shoulders. Her pretty face, almost burning red, turned slightly to the side, her delicate lips glistening with saliva. She looked at him softly, her eyes so tender they seemed to overflow with tears. Her full breasts rose and fell rapidly with her breath, creating alluring waves. Her innocent face combined with her mature body exuded a powerful temptation.

Lin Qing pulled her into his arms, stood up, and his lips met hers again.

Qin Xue wrapped her left arm around his neck, her right hand clasped behind her ear, her starry eyes closed, her body limp and at Lin Qing's mercy.

Lin Qing's free left hand caressed her slender calves, stroking her smooth skin.

Qin Xue let out soft

moans, "Mmm, mmm..." almost inaudible. Lin Qing's hand moved up her knees, his fingertips swirling and squeezing on her tender, smooth thighs.

Clearly, this was the first time a man had entered her untouched territory, and Qin Xue's body began to stiffen. Her moans carried an uneasy anxiety, and her shameful, conflicting emotions made her moans increasingly uncontrollable: "No, no, Lin Qing, don't..."

Lin Qing's hand caressed the inside of her sensitive thighs. Seeing that it was about time, he gently placed her voluptuous body on the bed, his right hand free from her grasp and resting on the button of her shirt.

Qin Xue's cheeks flushed crimson, her starry eyes tightly closed, and she hummed softly through her nose.

Faced with such a pure and beautiful girl, Lin Qing's hands trembled slightly, his unbuttoning speed slowing considerably. He managed to unbutton only three buttons, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

'Lin Qing, you can't be soft-hearted! You're a wolf, not a dog!' He encouraged himself, reaching out to gently pull open Qin Xue's blouse, almost forgetting to breathe. She

was simply perfect. Her skin was as white as milk, as smooth as silk. Her full breasts, encased in a cotton bra, stood proudly erect. Though not exceptionally large, they were still rare among eighteen-year-old girls. Lifting the bra, her breasts were perfectly round, the pale pink areolas and nipples highlighting their pristine whiteness, and a rich, fleshy fragrance emanated from the deep cleavage.

Lin Qing's slight reluctance crumbled instantly. He leaned down and pressed his head against the girl's breasts, burying his face in the deep cleavage and sucking hard.

Qin Xue's face flushed crimson, her hair disheveled. She swayed unsteadily, her small hands weakly clutching her clothes to cover her exposed skin, but instead pressing Lin Qing's head against her breasts.

"Ah, ah..."

she cried out in embarrassment and distress, kicking her legs as she pulled open her clothes, cupping the man's face and pulling him upwards. "No, no!"

Lin Qing reluctantly raised his head. In the instant the girl's clothes were pulled back, her rounded shoulders flashed by, and the hem of her skirt, lifted by her kicking legs, had ridden up to her buttocks, clearly revealing her rounded, white thighs.

"You, you..."

Qin Xue gritted her teeth, her whole body trembling. The trembling of her full breasts made Lin Qing lose control. He gazed at her deeply, his hand caressing her blushing face. Qin Xue recoiled as if electrocuted, her right hand pulling down her skirt and pressing it tightly to her knees, her left hand grabbing a pillow from the headboard to shield herself, softly sobbing.

Lin Qing reached out and stroked her gently trembling shoulder, but Qin Xue pushed him away with her free hand.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Qing smiled and reached out to her again, but Qin Xue gritted her teeth, staring at him with tears welling in her eyes: "You, you're bullying me."

She pushed him away in panic, her shoulders heaving more and more, her arms crossed over her chest, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip, her rosy cheeks full of glistening pearls, her teary eyes staring at the man opposite her.

Lin Qing reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her close, and leaned down to gently kiss her forehead, reaching out to wipe away the tears on her face.

Qin Xue raised her hand to block his hand, then slapped it down.

"Slap!"

A loud slap, a sharp pain shot through Lin Qing's face, but Qin Xue stood there frozen like a statue, "You, why didn't you dodge?"

Her cool little hand immediately touched Lin Qing's burning face.

“I love you. I’d be willing to let you hit me a thousand times if you wanted.”

Lin Qing seized the opportunity to grab her small hand, and Qin Xue quietly let him hold it without pulling away.

“I, you, I…”

Qin Xue didn’t know what to say, hot tears streaming down her fair face.

Lin Qing gazed into her eyes, hugged her tightly, and gently patted her back. “Don’t worry, I won’t force you if you don’t agree.”

After saying that, he gently lifted her jade-like chin. “You know I have you in my heart, and I know you have me in yours too.”

Qin Xue trembled as if struck by lightning, her sobs slowly subsiding. She looked up at Lin Qing, her eyes brimming with tears. “You’re truly my nemesis. I don’t know what I owed you in my past life to have met such a nemesis.”

Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed Qin Xue’s cherry lips. Qin Xue raised her arms to wrap around Lin Qing’s neck, responding passionately. Her soft lips were stained with salty tears, and her small, fragrant tongue sucked on the man’s tongue in coordination with her lips, until she was breathless before reluctantly separating.

"I must have accumulated countless good deeds in my past life to have a beauty like you."

"You're so glib, so annoying!"

Qin Xue gasped, her starry eyes blinking, her eyelashes fluttering, revealing a sly smile.

Lin Qing saw her tearful smile again, reached out and took her slender hand, "Will you be my wife?"

Hearing Lin Qing's words, Qin Xue fell silent, gently pulling her hand away from his, breaking free from his embrace, standing up, and slowly walking towards the door.

'Failure!' Lin Qing sighed and lowered his head. The creaking of the door opening and the click of it closing heavily shattered his confidence.

"Phew..."

He let out a long breath.

"Are you serious?"

A clear, melodious voice suddenly came from behind, "You really like me?"

Lin Qing turned around and saw Qin Xue with her head slightly lowered, her hands behind her back, leaning against the door, her bright starry eyes filled with shyness.

Lin Qing rushed forward and grabbed her shoulders. "Really, I really like you, believe me!"

"Ouch, be gentle,"

Qin Xue complained. "You're hurting me."

Lin Qing held her soft little hand. "I'm sorry, I got too excited."

Qin Xue chuckled at his expression. "I...I believe you."

Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed her thin lips, his mind drifting back to a classic line from Stephen Chow: "Life's ups and downs are too fast, it's just too exciting." Qin Xue responded passionately, her voluptuous body nestled tightly in Lin Qing's arms. Lin Qing pulled her to sit against the headboard, Qin Xue half-reclined in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder, and

she said in a coquettish voice, "Say it, you love me." Lin Qing inhaled the faint fragrance of her hair, licked her soft earlobe, and wrapped his arms around her smooth belly.

"Say it, say you love me."

Qin Xue's youthful hand tightened its grip on the back of his hand, her delicate feet in slippers dangling in the air, their petite shape, fair skin, and even pink heels making his heart itch.

URL 1:http://localhost:909/htmlBlog/15759.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=15759&aspx=1

Previous Page : [Urban] Romantic Past: The Unrestrained Lives of the Post-80s Generation - 10-12

Next Page : Neighbor, Classmate, Girlfriend [Full] - 20

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

[Urban] Romantic Past: The Unbridled Lives of the Post-80s Generation - 13-15

comment Open a new window to view comments