[Urban] Romantic Past: The Unbridled Lives of the Post-80s Generation - 16-18

Chapter 120 Virgin Spring Tide

"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."

"Ugh, they tickle!"

Qin Xue reached out and pinched Lin Qing's hand hard.

"You have to love me well."

She turned to look at Lin Qing, her starry eyes filled with expectation.

Lin Qing stroked her pretty face, and Qin Xue grasped the hand that was gently caressing his face, smiling sweetly. "Actually, actually, ever since you kissed me, I... I haven't been able to forget you."

She released Lin Qing's hand, turned around, and snuggled into his arms, holding him tightly, her full, firm breasts pressed against his chest. "Do you know how much I've suffered these past two days when you ignored me? As long as you're good to me, I'll do anything, I'll do anything."

At this point, Qin Xue's eyes reddened. "If you're lying to me, you can only blame my own misfortune."

Lin Qing kissed her smooth forehead. "You won't be misfortune; I will make you happy."

Qin Xue's starry eyes immediately sparkled with happiness, and she awkwardly offered a shy, sweet kiss, her smooth tongue darting out from her fragrant mouth, shyly teasing Lin Qing's tongue.

Lin Qing kissed her thin lips passionately, his hand slowly unbuttoning her blouse.

Qin Xue was captivated by his kisses, her breath coming in soft gasps. Lin Qing grabbed her collar and gently pulled it open, revealing her full breasts. The white skin along the edge of her pale blue bra instantly captivated him.

"No, no, Lin Qing—"

Qin Xue frantically grabbed his hand, "You can't do this, I, I don't want to."

From the strength of her small hand, Lin Qing knew her resistance wasn't strong.

"Baby, I love you, give it to me."

He nibbled on Qin Xue's soft earlobe, his warm breath making her weak all over.

"No, no, I, I'm a little scared."

Qin Xue resisted weakly, but her movements seemed to guide Lin Qing to the next step.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be very gentle." Lin Qing kissed her slender neck, his left hand gently roaming over her lower abdomen, his right hand quietly reaching under her bra.

"Ah, Lin Qing, Lin Qing, it tickles, ah, no!"

Qin Xue pressed her hands on Lin Qing's left hand, sliding them with his movements.

"Believe me, I will love you well for the rest of my life."

Lin Qing's words, which even he himself didn't believe, made Qin Xue completely give up her token resistance. Her bra was lifted by the man, and her hands touched her soft, warm breasts. Her delicate body trembled, and her slippers fell off her small feet with a "plop, plop."

Lin Qing pulled her bra up to her round, smooth shoulders, revealing her full breasts to him. Unfortunately, it was only a brief glance. Before he could see clearly, Qin Xue let out a soft "oh," pulling her hands back and crossing her slender arms in front of her chest, blocking his view.

Lin Qing laid her trembling body flat, pulled her skirt up to her waist, revealing white cotton panties.

Qin Xue reached out to stop him, but quickly pulled back, covering her trembling breasts, shyly tilting her head back, her delicate feet crossed tightly against her long, smooth, white thighs.

Lin Qing stopped what he was doing, looking with interest at the patch of dark skin faintly visible through the plump mound of her breasts beneath her pure white panties.

"Baby, let go and let me see."

He gently pulled the girl's hands apart, revealing Qin Xue's dazzlingly white skin and curvaceous figure. He hadn't expected that this quiet and pretty girl would possess such a sexy

and alluring body. Qin Xue shyly raised her head, her rosy face, tightly closed eyes, trembling eyelashes, and slightly pursed cherry lips intensely tempting Lin Qing. Her perfectly shaped breasts were as white as jade, the small areolas and bean-sized nipples a pale pink, delicate and adorable, revealing the marks of her virginity.

Qin Xue opened her eyes, seeing Lin Qing staring intently at her breasts, her body twisting with shyness, her alluring breasts trembling. Lin Qing grasped her wrist and bent down to gently suckle her small nipple.

She gasped, "Ugh, ugh, Lin Qing, no, no, I, please stop!"

A sweet moan escaped her lips.

Lin Qing opened his mouth and took one nipple into his mouth, gently biting it with his teeth. His hand lightly kneaded the soft flesh of the breast beneath his lips, rubbing and twisting the slightly erect nipple on the other side. Once the nipple hardened, he gently pressed and flicked it with his fingertips.

Qin Xue pressed her left hand against his head, breathing rapidly without uttering a sound.

Lin Qing looked up, slightly puzzled. Qin Xue's right hand was covered in front of her slightly parted mouth, her white teeth tightly biting her fingertips. She was so adorable. He stood up and kissed her rosy cheeks. "I want to kiss your whole body," he

whispered in her ear, arousing her desire.

Qin Xue gripped his arm tightly and remained silent.

Lin Qing moved his hand to her pure cotton panties. Their conservative shape testified to their owner's chastity. White without any lace or patterns, they were as pure and flawless as she was. His left hand held the waistband of her panties, while his right hand lifted her round buttocks.

"No, no..."

Qin Xue gently twisted in Lin Qing's hands, her waist and abdomen pushing against his upward movements. Lin Qing saw her girlish shyness and kissed her soft earlobe. "Baby, relax, relax."

He pushed upward again.

This time, Qin Xue didn't resist, obediently raising her slender waist and letting Lin Qing slowly pull down her panties.

The first thing he saw was a thick patch of dark pubic hair, the white and delicate inner thighs, and her full mons pubis trembling, forming wrinkles, with a hint of wetness showing through the pink cleft.

As soon as Lin Qing's hand touched the pink cleft, Qin Xue's body convulsed slightly. Lin Qing withdrew his hand and gently stroked her thick pubic hair. "Don't be nervous, relax. I'll be very gentle."

His hand slowly parted her smooth thighs and touched her soft, tender labia.

Qin Xue trembled slightly. Lin Qing parted her labia with his fingers, revealing her bright red honeyed entrance. Her delicate clitoris twitched gently, and the small, moist labia at the entrance glistened with a small pool of almost transparent love fluid.

Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed her pink lips, sucking the slightly astringent virgin love fluid into his mouth. Qin Xue gasped and cried out, "Lin Qing, quick, no, you can't kiss there!"

Her nose was filled with the scent of her virgin body mixed with bath soap, and her mouth was tasting the delicious labia soaked in love fluid. How could Lin Qing stop? His tongue swept back and forth between the tender flesh of her honeyed entrance, gently sucking on her already erect clitoris, and his tongue tip lightly probing into her honeyed entrance.

Qin Xue's mouth and nose emitted a series of indistinct "hmm, ah, um" sounds. Her long legs, which had been spread apart, suddenly closed tightly around Lin Qing's head. Her hands pressed against the back of his head, her fair skin flushed pink, and she lifted her slender waist, crying out, "Ah, Lin Qing, ah, no, stop, ah, don't, stop! I can't take it anymore!"

Lin Qing's lips were pressed against the entrance of her honeyed cave, feeling the rhythm of Qin Xue's first orgasm. When the girl gushed out, he climbed onto her body with glistening fluid on his face. "Baby, was it good?"

"Hmm, so embarrassing."

Qin Xue's breath was still uneven and she was panting shyly. "You're so naughty. I told you to stop, but you wouldn't listen."

"How did I not listen? Didn't you keep telling me not to stop? I didn't stop."

Lin Qing smiled mischievously.

"Oh, I didn't, I didn't! I told you not to stop, you're so annoying!"

Qin Xue pouted at Lin Qing, her nose wrinkling slightly, looking incredibly cute. Her shy expression fueled Lin Qing's desire.

"I meant don't do this, I meant stop quickly."

She buried her face in the pillow in embarrassment.

"I clearly heard you say not to stop."

Lin Qing quickly took off his clothes, his long spear pressed against Qin Xue's smooth, round buttocks, his left hand climbing up her firm, round breasts, his fingertips circling the nipples, pressing down lightly, and then flicking them left and right after they bounced back.

Qin Xue

moaned softly, "Ah, ah..." Her small hands weakly resting on Lin Qing's left hand, intending to stop his movements, but it looked as if she was guiding the man's hand as it roamed over her breasts.

Lin Qing's right hand reached down to her smooth thigh, gently scraping her soft, slippery labia beneath her vulva. Qin Xue cupped Lin Qing's face in her hands, her expression a mixture of fear and anticipation: "Lin Qing, I, I really am a virgin, you must, you must cherish me."

"Hmm, don't worry, little darling, I will be very gentle."

Lin Qing knelt between her legs, his long spear gently rubbing against her pink, moist entrance, the tip covered in milky white love fluid.

Chapter 121 The Virgin Flower Blooms Again

"Ah, ah..."

The unprecedented sensation made Qin Xue's delicate body writhe uncontrollably. "So, so itchy, so numb."

Lin Qing continued to slide the tip of his spear along her labia, occasionally lightly touching the clitoris, but not inserting it into the slit.

"Ah, so beautiful, ah, I, I can't take it anymore."

Qin Xue reached out and stroked Lin Qing's chest, shyly murmuring, "No, don't torture me anymore."

Her love juice was already soaked with Lin Qing's spear, Qin Xue's emotions had been aroused to a high level, and her slit was slightly open. He lowered his waist slightly, and the tip of his spear squeezed into the narrow, moist honey hole.

"Hmm..."

With a low moan, Qin Xue's brows furrowed, still showing a slight expression of pain.

The honey hole, like a baby's mouth, tightly enveloped the tip of his spear, the warm, soft, and tender flesh gently writhing. Lin Qing gently pushed the spear in, feeling a soft touch on the tip, which flexed and arched as the spear was pushed in.

"Mmm, it's so swollen, mmm, so swollen."

Qin Xue murmured softly, tears welling in her eyes. "It hurts, be gentle, it hurts a little."

"Then I'll take it out."

Lin Qing retreated slightly, feigning indifference.

"No, no, I'm not afraid."

Qin Xue shook her head resolutely. Lin Qing gently kissed her sweet cherry lips, arching his body to lick her rounded shoulders. The change in the angle of his penis made her groan, "Mmm, mmm."

"Does it hurt?"

Lin Qing asked vaguely, licking her rosy nipples.

"It's okay, I can hold on, Lin Qing, you're so gentle."

"Bear with it, I'm going in."

Lin Qing exerted a little force, pushing his penis inward through the thin membrane.

"Ah, it hurts."

Qin Xue couldn't help but groan.

Lin Qing pulled his penis out a little, the tip gently rotating at the entrance of her vagina, occasionally rubbing against her clitoris, gently probing in and out of her vagina.

"Mmm, mmm, it itches so much, come on."

Qin Xue's honey hole was being repeatedly penetrated by the spearhead, producing fine, white foam.

Lin Qing continued to thrust gently, his hands supporting him on Qin Xue's fragrant shoulders. Qin Xue's moans grew louder as she carefully and slightly moved her mons pubis, trying to swallow the spearhead into her honey hole.

Seeing Qin Xue's heightened desire, Lin Qing thrust his spear in again, the spearhead pressing against the hymen. Seeing Qin Xue covering her cherry lips with her hand, her eyes slightly narrowed, enjoying the waves of pleasure coming from her honey hole, he took a deep breath, lowered his waist, and the spearhead broke through the soft resistance, entering the depths of her wet and tender honey hole.

"Ugh, ugh..."

Qin Xue covered her mouth with her hand, but it couldn't completely hide the cries of pain. Her delicate eyebrows were almost furrowed together, and crystal tears hung on her eyelashes, swaying and falling downwards. "It hurts so much!"

she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Lin Qing tenderly kissed away her tears, kissing her trembling lips. "Don't be afraid, it'll be over soon."

He gently thrust his spear inside.

"You, you don't move."

Qin Xue's small hands gripped Lin Qing's waist, gently pushing upwards.

Her honey hole was shallow; the tip of his spear was already against her cervix, with a small part of the shaft still outside the crevice. The tender flesh deep inside her honey hole squeezed and pushed the tip outwards, while the thin lips of her honey hole firmly gripped the latter half of the spear. The attack from both ends made Lin Qing want to thrust harder, but he was afraid she couldn't bear it.

Lin Qing braced his elbows on the bed, his fingertips lightly flicking her pink nipples to distract Qin Xue. "Baby, your breasts are so beautiful."

He teased her tenderly in her ear, the tip of his spear throbbing deep inside her honey hole.

"Ah, no, ah, don't move, it hurts, it hurts so much."

Qin Xue cried out softly, unable to bear the teasing.

Lin Qing increased the pressure on her hands, the soft, smooth flesh of her breasts changing shape between his fingers. "Ugh, ugh, it itches!"

Qin Xue slightly twisted her thighs, and Lin Qing opened his mouth to suckle her erect nipples.

"Mmm, mmm, it itches so much, Lin Qing, just move a little, just once, okay?"

Qin Xue murmured shyly.

"The long-awaited moment has finally arrived, my husband is here."

Lin Qing released her breasts, braced himself on the bed, and slowly withdrew his long spear from deep within her honey hole, then slowly inserted it again.

"Do you really want to be my husband? You, ahhh..."

Qin Xue moaned with a mixture of shame and joy, the last long sound clearly indicating the sensation of his spear thrusting.

"Stop, it hurts, no, it hurts, stop!"

Qin Xue's tight honey hole still could hardly withstand the thrusting of Lin Qing's thick penis.

Lin Qing's hips were suspended in mid-air, stuck in a limbo, unable to move forward or backward. He could only move his mouth to her full breasts, his tongue teasing the erect, pink nipples.

Qin Xue moaned softly, gently thrusting her breasts forward, her tender white breasts offered to Lin Qing's mouth. Lin Qing licked and kissed the smooth flesh, gently moving his hips, penetrating deeper and deeper. Qin Xue let out intoxicating moans: "Mmm, mmm..."

Lin Qing continued thrusting with peace of mind, the tip of his penis gently striking the depths of her honeyed cave. "I love you."

He whispered in her ear as his penis moved in and out of her flesh, repeating the movements in unison.

"Lin Qing, I, I love you too, ah, ah..."

Qin Xue's last moan lingered, her small hands tightly wrapped around Lin Qing's back, her long legs trembling as she squeezed the man's waist tightly, her starry eyes closed as she experienced her first true climax.

Lin Qing gently inserted and slowly withdrew, the soft, moist flesh inside her honeyed cave gripping and writhing around his shaft. The gentle movements, however, greatly exhausted Lin Qing; he leaned on the bed, panting heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead onto Qin Xue's breasts.

Qin Xue opened her clear, starry eyes, looking at him with a hazy gaze. "You...you're tired?"

"Mmm, not bad, baby, are you comfortable?"

Lin Qing smiled, looking down at her flushed face.

"You're so gentle, I love you so much."

Qin Xue reached out and stroked Lin Qing's sweaty face, pulling him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together.

Lin Qing pressed against the beautiful body of the girl he had just dominated, caressing her smooth thighs. "Baby, shall we continue?"

"No, please don't, please, oh..."

Qin Xue looked at Lin Qing with pleading eyes, but a mischievous smile played on her face.

Women, no matter how innocent they were before, once they willingly let you break through their hymen, they instantly become little sluts.

Lin Qing's lips pressed tightly against Qin Xue's thin lips, his tongue swirling inside her mouth, his chest pressed against her firm, white breasts, his lower abdomen and thighs pressed against her smooth, delicate skin. He could no longer suppress the urge he had been holding back for so long, and his long spear began to thrust forcefully.

Qin Xue gasped, looking at him, "Be gentle, don't you care if I can take it?"

"I'm sorry, you're too tempting, I can't take it. Does it hurt? Should I pull out first?"

Lin Qing asked her considerately.

"No, don't pull out."

Qin Xue was feeling the fullness and tingling sensation of the man filling her honeyed cave, her hands tightly wrapped around Lin Qing's back, her legs raised high and hooked around his waist, truly afraid he would pull his weapon out.

Having already tasted the sweetness, she reveled in the pleasures of sex, her starry eyes closed shyly, her slender waist swaying gently to meet Lin Qing's thrusts. Her delicate, white arms embraced his shoulders, her long legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

Lin Qing thrust his spear, enjoying the tight, clenching sensation of a virgin, his lips gently pressing against her soft, thin lips.

Qin Xue parted her red lips slightly, drawing his tongue into her mouth, her smooth, fragrant tongue entwining with his, showing none of the previous awkwardness.

Lin Qing gently thrust his spear in and out of her honeyed cave, the sharp edges of the tip scraping against the tender, moist flesh, causing the inner walls of her honeyed cave to spasm slightly.

Qin Xue playfully twisted her tongue, sending the sweet saliva from her mouth into Lin Qing's mouth, her smooth, long legs tightly gripping his waist, her vulva pressing against his pubic bone, her soft, delicate hands pressing against his buttocks, her mons pubis awkwardly thrusting to meet his thrusts.

Lin Qing's long spear was tightly gripped by her writhing, contracting honey hole, making each thrust difficult.

"Oh, faster, I'm so itchy, move faster. So itchy, I'm so itchy!"

Qin Xue cried out passionately, abandoning all restraint, thrusting her flower mound rapidly beneath Lin Qing, moaning, "Harder, harder, so beautiful."

The innocent Qin Xue, after being deflowered, had become wanton and depraved. At this moment, Lin Qing felt a sense of loss.

Qin Xue, consumed by lust, didn't notice the change in Lin Qing's expression. Her delicate body rose and fell with the rhythm of the man's thrusts, her pert buttocks rising and falling repeatedly, hot love juice gushing from her cervix.

Lin Qing's long spear felt incredibly comfortable from the hot lustful fluid, stimulating him to thrust and pump harder without any more tenderness.

Qin Xue's burning body pressed tightly against the man, the room filled with the "plop, plop..." sounds of the long spear entering and squeezing out love juice

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Chapter 122 The lewd man and woman

Lin Qing held Qin Xue tightly, thrusting and pounding relentlessly. Qin Xue trembled all over, her tender flesh spasming and sucking at his long spear, another wave of love juice gushing out, leaving her limp and weak on the bed.

Lin Qing lifted her smooth thighs onto his shoulders, forcefully thrusting his spear all the way in, swaying his hips so that the tip of the spear ground against her cervix.

Qin Xue had never experienced such exquisite technique before, trembling and moaning lewdly: "Oh, I can't take it anymore, ah, I

can't stand it, ah..." She gasped repeatedly, her eyes glazed with desire, her body covered in a thick layer of fragrant sweat, tightly hugging Lin Qing's back, "I'm so sore, don't move, I can't take it, don't move." Her

snow-white thighs wrapped tightly around the man's waist, her swollen vulva pressed against Lin Qing's pubic bone, preventing the man's weapon from moving any further.

Lin Qing felt the tip of his penis, pressed tightly against her clitoris, being drenched in hot love juice, sending shivers down his spine. Combined with the powerful spasms and contractions of her vaginal walls, he couldn't help but ejaculate his hot semen.

Qin Xue trembled all over, "So beautiful, so comfortable."

Her long legs wrapped tightly around the man's waist. "So this is what making love is like."

"What's so beautiful?"

Lin Qing mischievously thrust his still-erect penis slightly.

"Ugh, so sour, I hate it."

Qin Xue pinched Lin Qing's bottom hard. "Don't move."

She curled up in Lin Qing's arms like a kitten, pointing to the spots of blood on the white sheets. "Look, you have to take responsibility for me."

"I will, I'll take responsibility for washing it clean."

Qin Xue, like a kitten with its fur standing on end, suddenly left Lin Qing's embrace, knelt on the bed, her almond eyes wide open, left hand on her hip, right hand pointing at him. "You're not allowed to wash it, you have to cut it off and keep it as a souvenir for you."

Before Lin Qing could react, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle, falling onto the bed, snuggling into Lin Qing's arms and acting coquettishly: "Let me make you a vest."

"No, let me make you underwear."

Lin Qing held up his hand and made a triangle shape.

"Hehe, please spare me, hehe."

Qin Xue laughed until she couldn't breathe, her smooth and voluptuous body twisting in Lin Qing's arms, her eyes alluring, her breasts trembling, and Lin Qing's long spear immediately became erect again.

"What mischievous idea are you plotting now?"

Qin Xue tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with playfulness. "You have to treat me well, okay?"

She gazed intently at Lin Qing. "Swear it!" She

immediately hugged Lin Qing tightly.

"I—"

He only managed to utter one word before her small hand covered his mouth.

"Lin Qing, promise me, no matter what happens in the future, you will never forget me."

Qin Xue's face revealed a smile that almost brought tears to Lin Qing's eyes.

Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed her luscious red lips. Qin Xue turned and hugged him tightly, and Lin Qing held her in his arms, feeling the intense love.

Qin Xue nestled in Lin Qing's arms, her breath soft, her lips pouting, her small hand pulling his hand to her face. "Lin Qing, will you always love me?"

"Yes."

"Then will you marry me?"

Qin Xue looked at Lin Qing with expectant eyes.

Lin Qing's heart clenched. He really couldn't bear to deceive this innocent girl. He began to regret sleeping with her, hesitating, unsure how to answer.

Qin Xue looked at Lin Qing with a hint of resentment, and after a long while, slowly exhaled, "Actually, I don't dare to hope for anything. As long as you're sincere towards me

, that's enough." Then, she changed the subject, "We can talk about marrying me when we're older. Even if you really want to marry me, I'll have to see how you behave in the future."

After saying that, she gently pushed Lin Qing away.

"Hmm, you smell bad, go take a shower."

She wrinkled her little nose and sniffed.

"What do you mean smelly? This is your husband's manly scent."

Lin Qing gently pinched her cheek.

"Then I'll go take a shower first."

Qin Xue slowly got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.

"Do you want me to take a bath with you?"

With the pressure gone, Lin Qing's mood returned to ease.

"Baby bath my foot! Don't come in!"

Qin Xue gave Lin Qing a shy glare and went into the bathroom.

Lin Qing lay on the bed listening to the splashing water in the bathroom, imagining Qin Xue taking a bath, and couldn't help but stand up and tiptoe to the bathroom door.

The door was closed. He reluctantly gave the lock a gentle twist. "Unlocked!" Pushing it open a crack, he saw Qin Xue's voluptuous body standing amidst the cascading water, her fair skin arousing his desire.

He moved behind her, his hands encircling her slender waist, past her smooth abdomen, and up to her full breasts. His thumbs kneaded her nipples, teasing them until they were erect, before moving to her soft mons pubis, stroking her thick pubic hair.

Qin Xue leaned against Lin Qing, swaying her slender waist and pert buttocks, her half-closed starry eyes misty with desire, her rosy forehead and slightly parted cherry lips breathing softly. Lin Qing savored her tender face, whispering in her ear

, "Qin Xue, Qin Xue..." Qin Xue turned her head shyly and offered her thin lips. Lin Qing kissed her deeply, sucking on them. His hands pressed down on her white back, reaching towards the crevice of her snow-white buttocks, teasing and probing between the folds. He bent down and gently covered her snow-white back, letting Qin Xue's hands support her on the edge of the bathtub. His face slid down Qin Xue's back, his mouth buried between her snow-white, plump buttocks. His lips licked and sucked on her smooth, soft buttocks, his tongue licking her slightly swollen labia, the tip of his tongue gently penetrating and moving in and out of the warm crevice. "Ah, ah, you're so naughty." Qin Xue moaned sensually, her curvaceous body leaning softly against the wall. Her face flushed, she reached out and pulled Lin Qing up. Lin Qing looked at her rosy cheeks, her alluringly high and firm breasts, and her long, fair legs, and his desire surged. He sealed her hot lips with his own, sucking the sweet taste between his teeth. His hands tightly embraced her smooth waist, pressing her fair and tempting body against his. His hands roamed over the girl's delicate skin, the smooth touch captivating him. His lips followed her slender neck, kissing her soft, fair breasts, her tender, sweet lips, her delicate and graceful neck, her rounded shoulders, her sexy collarbone, her snow-white skin, her rounded and firm breasts, and her shapely, long legs. His hands reached down to her vulva, touching her thick pubic hair and caressing her tender labia. "I want you." He kissed Qin Xue's sensitive earlobe, his fingers kneading between her labia. "Quick, stop it, stop!" Qin Xue gasped, pushing Lin Qing away. Lin Qing's fingers frantically stirred between her labia, his thumb pressing and flicking her sensitive clitoris. She twisted her body in embarrassment and panic, unable to tell whether to evade or yield, her honeyed entrance secreting even more love fluid. Lin Qing's index finger teased her clitoris, while his middle finger probed into her tight, wet, and tender honeyed entrance, moving in and out deeply and shallowly. "No, don't..." Qin Xue's body was weak and powerless, and she pushed him away, panting. Lin Qing held her sensitive earlobe in his mouth, "Darling, you're already soaking wet." Thick love fluid covered his hand, and he withdrew his fingers to knead her round breasts, causing Qin Xue to gasp repeatedly. "No, I don't want to be here." Qin Xue's body slid down, weakly clinging to the man's neck, biting her lip to stop herself from moaning. Lin Qing opened his mouth and took her erect, red nipple into his mouth. "Say you want me too." "No, no!" Qin Xue swayed uncontrollably, overcome with passion. "Say you want me." Lin Qing's fingers moved wildly inside her honeyed cave. Intense pleasure overwhelmed Qin Xue, and she moaned in a daze, "I, I want you." She gasped for breath, clinging to Lin Qing's shoulders to keep from collapsing to the ground. Lin Qing lifted her delicate body, kissed her lips, and as their tongues intertwined passionately, he lifted her long legs, his fingers, moistened with thick love juice, probing into her honeyed cave. Qin Xue couldn't help but moan softly with the man's movements. Her seductive moans, immersed in desire, made Lin Qing unable to resist. He immediately parted her snow-white thighs, pressed his long spear against the wet entrance of her honeyed cave, and thrust forward. Qin Xue, lost in a daze of passion, suddenly awoke with a sharp pain. "Gently, it still hurts a little." Lin Qing gently kissed her earlobe. The intense pleasure of her tight, moist opening gripping his penis made him want to thrust recklessly, but he restrained himself again, freeing his hand to caress her clitoris. As Qin Xue's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, he slowly began to thrust, kissing her slightly parted, luscious red lips, lifting her legs and placing them on his shoulders, gradually increasing his speed. Qin Xue couldn't help but let out seductive moans. Her tight, moist opening trembled and convulsed with the powerful thrusts of his penis. Having experienced desire for the first time, she couldn't resist the overwhelming impact, helplessly calling the man's name: "Lin Qing, ah, Lin Qing..." pushing against his body and calling out affectionately. Lin Qing lifted her sweat-covered body, nibbling at her snow-white neck. Qin Xue, clutching the man's back, moaned softly, "Lin Qing, I feel so uncomfortable." Lin Qing, satisfied, thrust his hips forward, his spear plunging deep into her honeyed depths, eliciting a trembling scream from Qin Xue: "I love you, Lin Qing, I love you!" She collapsed into the man's arms. Lin Qing kissed and sucked her alluring, trembling body, standing behind her and lifting her round, upturned buttocks, parting her soft cheeks and thrusting his spear inside. Under his fierce, wild thrusts, Qin Xue's honeyed depths overflowed with even more love fluid, her smooth body gradually going limp and sliding downwards. He lowered his body to match her posture, pressing against her upturned buttocks and thrusting violently. Suddenly, he withdrew his spear, lifted her up, and leaned her against the wall, her long legs encircling his waist. Qin Xue's body pressed tightly against him, her round breasts swaying with the rhythm of his thrusts, creating an alluring wave. He opened his mouth and sucked on her pink nipples. Qin Xue couldn't help but let out a muffled moan as she reached her climax. Lin Qing carried her limp body into the bathtub filled with warm water. "Let's take a good bath now." "Ugh, you're not done yet! Who knows if you'll want more? It's pointless to bathe now." Qin Xue looked at Lin Qing's still hard penis, her eyes sparkling and her pretty face flushed. Unexpectedly, the innocent Qin Xue was even more alluring when she acted coquettishly. Lin Qing lifted her up by the waist. "You're so understanding. I want it now." "Honey, is it uncomfortable if I don't ejaculate? If it is, I can give it to you." Qin Xue nestled in Lin Qing's arms, writhing her delicate body. Looking at her gentle, yielding advances, Lin Qing felt a little selfish. "It's okay, your health is important. We have plenty of time." He gently caressed her firm, supple breasts. "Then I'll go back, it wouldn't be good if someone found out." Qin Xue stood up unsteadily, her eyes filled with deep affection. "You have to keep thinking about me." She finished dressing and walked to the door, then turned and threw herself into Lin Qing's arms again. "Actually, I really wanted you to hold me and sleep with me all night." She looked at Lin Qing reluctantly before opening the door and leaving. Chapter 123 Passionate Affair The next morning, Lin Qing finished washing up and opened his bedroom door to find Qin Xue standing in the hallway waiting for him. He carefully examined his spoils from the previous night. The girl before him had dark circles under her eyes, clearly having tossed and turned all night on her first night, yet her somewhat tired eyes shone with happiness, showing that she had been completely conquered by him. He went to meet her, looking deeply into her eyes. "What's wrong, my little darling? Didn't you sleep well last night?" "Mmm," Qin Xue pouted and replied, "I didn't sleep at all. I was thinking about you the whole time. Did you miss me?" "Of course I did." Lin Qing cupped her face in his hands, and seeing that no one was around, he quickly kissed her thin lips.

Qin Xue smiled contentedly, reaching out to hook her arm around Lin Qing's. "No, it's not good if others see."

Lin Qing gently patted the small hand in his arm. "Then tonight, I'll take good care of you tonight."

They went to the conference room one after the other. Lin Qing still walked to the corner, and Qin Xue followed him closely, sitting down next to him. Her small hand held mine under the table, and the faint fragrance emanating from her body intoxicated him all morning.

In the afternoon, after roll call, it was time for two-person group work.

They hurriedly returned to their room. Lin Qing kicked the door shut, picked up Qin Xue, placed her on the TV cabinet, took a step back, and hurriedly took off his clothes.

Qin Xue's soft and lovely hands pushed back her breasts, her long legs crossed, her black sandals slipping off her heels and dangling from her toes. Her starry eyes narrowed as she glanced at Lin Qing, her lips slightly parted, her soft breaths alluring, her delicate nose covered in beads of fragrant sweat. Seeing Lin Qing's hard weapon, her soft breathing gradually became heavier.

"Baby, I've missed you so much."

Lin Qing lifted her slender legs, removed her sandals, and held her delicate feet. Her perfect arches taut under his gentle touch, her rounded heels pressed against his palms.

He leaned in and kissed her lightly, sucking and nibbling her toes. "Ah, no, um, so, so good."

The intense stimulation and shyness made Qin Xue incoherent. Lin Qing's hands caressed her smooth, white thighs, savoring their soft texture.

"Heh, heh, oh..."

Qin Xue moaned intermittently, her hands supporting her body behind her, her head tilted back, making her full breasts stand even more erect, her long legs shyly parting to reveal her pure white panties.

Lin Qing, burning with lust, grabbed the collar of her shirt and pulled it open, the buttons undone and scattered on the floor. He revealed a pure white girl's bra; her tender, round breasts trembled slightly. He grabbed the bottom edge and lifted it up, revealing the girl's full breasts, their pink nipples already erect.

He reached out and caressed her round breasts, smooth, soft, warm, and supple—truly a perfect treasure. His fingertips and tongue took turns, his mouth and hands freely playing with the hard, protruding nipples.

Qin Xue's breathing became uneven. "Ah, ah..." she cried

, her hands gripping Lin Qing's shoulders, her small mouth close to his ear, emitting sweet and alluring moans.

Lin Qing's fingertips gently rubbed her nipples, his tongue swirling around them, the fragrance filling his nostrils. Qin Xue twisted her delicate body, letting out soft, melodious cries. He licked the soft areola, his hand reaching under her skirt, stroking upwards along her equally smooth thigh. The crevice hidden beneath the white fabric felt warm and inviting. The narrow indentation in the center of her panties was already soaked with her love juices.

"Ah, ah..."

The light touches of his fingers made Qin Xue moan softly. Lin Qing flicked at the entrance of her honeyed cave through her panties, widening the wet patch, his fingers coated with sticky nectar.

"Ah, uh, ah, ah..."

Qin Xue's face flushed crimson, her body stiffening. Lin Qing's left hand, playing with her nipples, and his right hand, caressing her crevice, didn't stop.

"Uh, heh, harder, harder!"

Qin Xue writhed. Lin Qing's fingers pressed lightly and heavily against the alluring indentation. She squeezed the man's hand tightly between her thighs, then released it, tilting her head back and spitting at Lin Qing: "You're so bad, you, you bastard."

Lin Qing's fingers parted the damp cloth, directly caressing her slippery, soft labia. The fluffy pubic hair, already soaked with love juice, was soft and smooth. He stroked the soft pubic hair down the curve of her vulva, grabbing a few strands and gently tugging.

"Ah, I hate it, I hate it, I'm so embarrassed."

Qin Xue covered her face and cried out softly, her snow-white skin covered with a bewitching pink, her vulva rising in passion as she chased after Lin Qing's fingers.

Lin Qing caressed the dripping vulva, lifting her skirt and pulling aside her panties, exposing the abundant vulva to him. Wang Qin Xue's body trembled, and she shyly turned her head away.

After playing with the soft pubic hair to his heart's content, Lin Qing's fingers slid down, pinching the soft labia. The engorged lips were tender and smooth, with a few sparse pubic hairs nearby. Beneath the mound, a small puddle of love juice had already accumulated on the table, and the swollen, erect clitoris was covered with glistening love juice, shimmering with a lascivious light.

Qin Xue turned her pretty face to Lin Qing, "Come on, husband, I... I've missed you so much too."

Lin Qing looked at the blissful expression on her beautiful face, and his engorged member pressed against the entrance of her honeyed cave, squeezing into the narrow crevice with a "plop." The layers of flesh at the entrance of her honeyed cave gripped the tip of his member, and the labia on both sides flipped inward, locking his member tightly.

"Ugh..."

With a muffled groan, Qin Xue suddenly threw her head back, her narrow honeyed cave contracting tightly, making Lin Qing unable to move.

Lin Qing gently parted her long, slender legs, caressing the smooth inner thighs. "You're squeezing so tight, are you trying to murder your husband?"

"Hmph, you're getting the better of me and still acting innocent."

Qin Xue retorted coquettishly, swaying her slender waist alluringly. "If I had known this would happen, I would have... ah..."

The final scream was the reaction caused by Lin Qing's forceful thrust of his long spear to the very end.

Qin Xue thrust her breasts forward, using her pert buttocks as a fulcrum, arching her back, her hands gripping Lin Qing's forearm tightly, her long nails digging into the man's flesh.

Lin Qing's spear entered the hot, soft cavity, the tip sinking into the soft embrace, pleasure surging through her brain.

Qin Xue took a deep breath, "You, I, I'm dying, dying!"

Her eyes were tightly closed, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed, her mouth opened in an "O" shape as she gasped for breath, emitting a moan that was almost a cry.

Lin Qing enjoyed the powerful contractions and undulations within Qin Xue's honeyed cave. Qin Xue sat disheveled on the table, her shirt and bra still partially open, her knee-length school skirt piled haphazardly around her waist. Her long thighs were wrapped around Lin Qing's waist, her pure white panties barely covering her groin, her crotch askew, revealing a long spear inserted between the thick pubic hair covering her vulva. "Baby, does it feel good?"

Lin Qing leaned down and kissed her round, pearly earlobe.

"You're so bad, um, that last time, almost, almost made me come."

"How's it now? Should I move a few times?"

Qin Xue didn't open her starry eyes, letting out a long "hmm" through her nose.

Lin Qing slowly withdrew his spear, leaving only the tip, then began thrusting with all his might.

"I, I, ah, ah..."

Sweet moans mixed with soft gasps flew from Qin Xue's mouth. Her hand, gripping Lin Qing's arm, loosened and tightened with each thrust of the spearhead. The love fluid secreted from her honey hole provided ample lubrication for the spear, making the thrusts even faster.

Qin Xue's honey hole was narrow and shallow, overflowing with love fluid, tightly enveloping the spear as it moved. He could feel it from front to back. The moist and elastic flesh walls were tight, the entrance of her honey hole like a hoop, tightly gripping the shaft. The moist cavity was soft and full of elasticity, every inch of flesh trembling with power. Each withdrawal had a lingering drag on the spear, each insertion felt like the end, yet it penetrated deeply.

The smooth skin of her thighs wrapped around his waist and the just-right strength gave Lin Qing a feeling of ecstasy. Without personally exploring her, he never knew that Qin Xue, who always appeared as a pure and obedient girl, could be so captivating and alluring.

Pink, tender flesh was thrust in and out with the long spear, and hearing her soft moans and gasps in his ear, Lin Qing said smugly, "Your little pussy is so tight and wet, it's truly exquisite."

He maintained his high-speed thrusting, his hand pressing and kneading her erect, smooth clitoris.

"Mmm, ooh, I hate it, mmm, mmm, I hate it. Qin Xue," she said coquettishly, yet she forcefully swayed her slender waist in response to Lin Qing's teasing. Her eyes were so alluring they seemed to drip with water, her body twisting like a snake, her honeyed orifice contracting and contracting, making it difficult for Lin Qing to move.

"You little vixen, you're so alluring."

Qin Xue's seductive charm spurred Lin Qing to thrust his spear at high speed.

"Oh, ah, too, too heavy, so deep, so deep, mmm."

Qin Xue couldn't help but become aroused, unable to suppress her moans.

The "squelching" sounds of their genitals rubbing together, coupled with her seductive moans and the pleasure from his spear, made Lin Qing pant.

Qin Xue wrapped her arms around Lin Qing's neck, her legs around his waist, her small mouth biting his shoulder, her body trembling violently as she reached the peak of ecstasy with low moans.

The change in angle almost caused his spear to slip out of her honeyed cave, but it was then swallowed up by her falling body, going from horizontal to vertical. Coupled with Qin Xue's powerful contractions and spasms during her orgasm, Lin Qing could no longer hold back, and his spear throbbed as it fired bullets.

Qin Xue whimpered from the burn, clinging tightly to Lin Qing, savoring the afterglow of her climax. A languid, sweet smile played on her lips as she gently pinched his face with her small hand.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Lin Qing feigned pain and begged for mercy.

"Hmph, always trying to be a fool, always lying."

Qin Xue glanced at him with her expressive eyes, her face flushed.

Lin Qing glanced at her disheveled shirt and bra. "Baby, you look so sexy."

He picked up a strand of hair that fell beside her cheek, twirling it around his finger a few times before lowering his head to kiss her brows and eyes.

"It's all your fault, in such a hurry, you didn't even take my clothes off."

Qin Xue pouted, parting her lips slightly to lightly nibble at Lin Qing's lips.

Lin Qing gently stroked her smooth chin, capturing her thin lips in a passionate kiss.

Chapter 124: Celebrating

the First Time After the passion subsided, they cuddled on the bed, chatting idly.

"Do you like my body, or me as a person?"

Qin Xue nestled against Lin Qing's chest, tilting her head to look at him.

"I like both."

Lin Qing gently stroked her soft hair, inhaling its faint fragrance. ...

Before they knew it, it was dinnertime. Qin Xue looked at her shirt, now only two buttons undone, and playfully punched Lin Qing's chest. "Look at you, it's like this, how am I supposed to wear it?"

"I'll sew it for you when we get back. Don't you have any other clothes?"

"Then I'll just have to wear the competition uniform we were issued. I was planning to wear it only on the day of the competition, hmph."

The well-fitting suit skirt accentuated Qin Xue's sexy and charming figure, and her long, snow-white legs beneath the short skirt were a feast for the eyes.

"So beautiful!"

If she wore the uniform and wrapped her long, beautiful legs around his waist, it would be a completely different experience. Thinking of this, Lin Qing felt himself getting hard again.

Hearing the man's praise, Qin Xue smiled sweetly and walked to Lin Qing's side. "Get up, you lazybones, time to eat."

After dinner, Lin Qing lay in his room watching TV, waiting for Qin Xue to arrive, but more than an hour passed without her appearing. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and got up to go to her room.

Lin Qing pushed open the door and saw Qin Xue lying lazily on the bed. He locked the door

behind him and pounced on her. Smelling the girl's faint fragrance, he took a deep breath. The fresh scent was very different from strong perfume; the subtle fragrance aroused him greatly.

He pulled Qin Xue into his arms and sealed her lips with his.

"Mmm, mmm..."

Qin Xue tried to push Lin Qing away, but his hand slipped under the covers, groping her full, delicate body.

"No, no, no, um..." Lin Qing's

hand had just reached the edge of her underwear when Qin Xue resisted violently.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Qing looked at her in surprise.

Qin Xue's face flushed red. "I...I got my period."

"Really?"

Lin Qing reached down and kneaded her full breasts. "Not this afternoon? So soon?"

"Just now."

Qin Xue pouted, looking incredibly cute.

"Your period came at just the right time."

Having plummeted from the peak to the bottom, all interest vanished, and Lin Qing stopped what he was doing.

"I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it."

Qin Xue placed her small hand on the back of his hand. "This is fine. We're here to prepare for the competition, so this is a good opportunity to focus and prepare properly. I didn't memorize any questions today; I've been clinging to you all day, how could I concentrate?"

Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed her. "That's all we can do. You have to make it up to me when your period is over."

"You silly boy, aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself?"

Qin Xue gently pinched his hand.

"I'd be willing to die for you, even if it means my death."

Lin Qing also gently squeezed her firm breasts.

"Stop it, I can't take it."

Qin Xue said softly and slightly angrily.

From these two encounters, Lin Qing knew that her body was extremely sensitive and couldn't withstand his teasing.

"Prepare well, even if it's just for me, okay, Lin Qing? I'm here for the championship!"

Qin Xue's words reminded Lin Qing of Teacher Huang's earnest expectations. "Okay, I'll win the championship for my darling."

"Really?"

Looking at the girl's joyful eyes, Lin Qing nodded firmly.

The two of them poured all their suppressed energy into preparing for the competition. Every day, Qin Xue nestled in Lin Qing's arms, studying alongside him. Although Lin Qing's penis was always rock hard, they only made small gestures like kissing and touching each other's breasts.

The day of the competition arrived in the blink of an eye. They set off excitedly and nervously. Looking at the sea of spectators at the arena, Lin Qing's teammates seemed a little nervous, but he smiled and instilled confidence in each team member.

At first, things went smoothly; everyone had memorized the outline perfectly. Lin Qing's team's score remained close to the other teams. Then everyone was dumbfounded. The host's questions became increasingly strange, completely unrelated to the given materials.

More and more people are learning about Macau's daily life and social customs, things that those bookworms never bothered with. Sensing trouble, Lin Qing gritted his teeth and stepped up.

His broad interests and accumulated knowledge proved invaluable, resulting in a surprisingly high success rate and a soaring score. After the questions were finished, Lin Qing's team and the other team were tied.

The host glanced at both teams and announced, "Now, one more question." He

slowly uttered the question: "What are the two main industries in Macau?"

The opposing team didn't react, and Lin Qing hesitated, but decided to give it his all. He placed his hand on the buzzer, his brain racing. "Macau's casinos are quite famous. I've heard that the number of foreign visitors is dozens of times the local population every year... Hmm, I've got it."

He glanced at the host, who had a slightly approving look on his face, and Lin Qing's confidence grew even stronger. "Mainly the gambling industry and tourism." "Correct, 10 points."

As soon as the host finished speaking, Lin Qing's team erupted in cheers, and Qin Xue hugged him tightly, completely absorbed in the moment.

"I now announce that the champion of the **City representative team in the **Province Knowledge Competition for Welcoming the Return of Macao to the Motherland" is the **City representative team.

After the awards ceremony, Lin Qing and his team drove back to the city. At the celebratory banquet that evening, the beaming director of the Municipal Education Commission announced a reward of 10,000 RMB. 1,000 RMB would be awarded to each of the eight members, and the remaining 2,000 RMB would go to Lin Qing, who had played a decisive role. Lin Qing himself would receive 3,000 RMB. Everyone was extremely excited, both for the victory and for the impending separation.

Taking advantage of the lively atmosphere, Qin Xue, her bright, starry eyes practically overflowing with affection, gazed at Lin Qing. Her excited face flushed, she pulled him by the hand and quietly left. As soon as they entered the elevator, she threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly, her full breasts trembling slightly against him.

"Baby, this is for you,"

Lin Qing said, pulling out the gleaming championship medal and presenting it to her.

Qin Xue pressed her pretty face against Lin Qing's chest, murmuring sweetly, "Husband, you're amazing."

Lin Qing gently lifted her face, "Your husband has other amazing qualities too."

He lowered his head and kissed her soft, thin lips.

"No, no..."

Qin Xue's words gave Lin Qing a chance. He probed into her mouth, his tongue darting around, savoring her sweet saliva.

His left hand rolled up her skirt to her waist, slipping inside her panties to knead and pinch her tender lips, arousing her trembling and excitement. His right hand slipped inside her blouse, moving from her smooth abdomen to her breasts, grasping and kneading her round, white orbs.

"Mmm, ah..."

Qin Xue, under Lin Qing's teasing, felt hot and weak all over. She passionately tilted her head back, revealing her slender, snow-white neck. Lin Qing's lips slid down her fair cheeks, lightly sucking on her snow-white breasts. Her short skirt was rolled up to her waist, revealing her snow-white, silky thighs, making Lin Qing stare wide-eyed.

Qin Xue realized Lin Qing's intentions and hurriedly tried to pull her clothes back up, but he beat her to it, pulling her blouse to one side. He then lowered his head to nibble on her rounded shoulder, his hands freely caressing her smooth, soft thighs.

"No, no, let someone see us, let's go back to the room, okay?"

She shook her head and struggled.

At her room door, Lin Qing looked at her slightly disheveled suit skirt, glanced at the conference room at the end of the corridor, and said, "Come on, baby, come with me."

He pulled her hand to open the door.

"Where are we going?"

"Come with me."

After entering the conference room, Lin Qing didn't turn on the light, but fumbled to lock the door.

The darkness made Qin Xue's delicate body tremble, and she tightened her grip on Lin Qing's small hand. "What are we doing here? I'm a little scared."

Lin Qing led her to the window, lifted the curtain a crack, and looked at the dazzling lights and bustling crowds on the street. "Isn't it beautiful?"

"Yes, it's really beautiful."

Qin Xue peeked out, and Lin Qing turned his head to seal her thin lips with his, nibbling and sucking, and when her red lips parted slightly, he inserted his tongue, wantonly stirring her fragrant tongue and sucking in the aroma.

"Mmm, um..."

Qin Xue's body went limp, her hot, delicate body nestled weakly in Lin Qing's arms. "Not here, okay?"

Lin Qing sucked on her smooth tongue, lifting her voluptuous body and placing her on the windowsill. Qin Xue's shy reserve crumbled under his passionate kiss.

Seeing her silent submission, Lin Qing rolled up her short skirt to her waist, forcefully pulling down her panties. His hands caressed her silky, snow-white, pert buttocks, sliding over her tender cheeks. He unbuttoned her top, lifted her bra, revealing her full, round breasts, grasping and kneading them, then opening his mouth to suckle at her firm nipples.

Qin Xue's body leaned softly against the window, letting Lin Qing do as he pleased, her small mouth emitting seductive moans, her faint fragrance particularly intoxicating in the dark space.

Lin Qing parted her legs, placing his hand on her mons pubis deep into her slightly parted vulva, pressing and pinching her sensitive clitoris. Qin Xue couldn't help but moan softly, "Ah, ah, husband, I love you so, so much."

(Chapter 125: Passion in the Meeting Room)

Taking advantage of Qin Xue's inattention, Lin Qing pulled the curtains open about a foot, using the streetlights to see the intoxicating blush on her fair skin from passion. He couldn't resist tearing open his shirt, pressing his naked upper body against the smooth skin of her full breasts, his fingers darting into her thick pubic hair, exploring her moist vulva.

The intrusion of the man's fingers made Qin Xue's body stiffen suddenly. "Ah, ah, no! Let's go back to the room, okay?" she cried

, tightly gripping Lin Qing's fingers.

"You're holding my hand, do you want it or not?"

Qin Xue quickly opened her legs, and Lin Qing's fingers plunged deep into her honey hole, moving in and out. She twisted her hot, delicate body, and thick love juice slowly flowed from the entrance of her honey hole, wetting Lin Qing's fingers. Lin Qing smiled and held his wet fingers up to her eyes, "Baby, you're so wet, come on."

Lin Qing put his fingers into his mouth and sucked the honey juice. Qin Xue blushed, and Lin Qing took the opportunity to spread her thighs, looking at the love juice constantly secreting from the entrance of her honey hole, and lowered his head to lick it.

His tongue pierced and withdrew between her flesh, eliciting more love juice. Qin Xue's whole body went limp, and her tender flesh bloomed beautifully. Lin Qing used his tongue to press and press her clitoris, and Qin Xue excitedly grabbed his hair, her long legs hanging limply as he did as he pleased.

Lin Qing straightened his waist, pulled down his trousers, and thrust his long spear into her honey hole. Qin Xue's lips were covered by him, and she could only let out a muffled moan.

He thrust violently, pulling back the curtains. The gleaming marble countertop reflected the outdoor light. Qin Xue exclaimed, "What are you doing? It's so embarrassing! Someone will see us!"

"It's so dark in here, no one will,"

Lin Qing said, panting as he withdrew his weapon from her honeyed cave. He turned Qin Xue's voluptuous body around, arching her round, pert buttocks high. His chest pressed against her smooth, white back, his left hand kneading her full breasts as his long spear thrust in and out of her honeyed cave.

Qin Xue closed her starry eyes, tilting her head back, moaning seductively, "Mmm, mmm, so beautiful, husband, I've missed you so much."

Uncontrollable spasms rippled through her honeyed cave, gripping his spear tightly, giving Lin Qing intense pleasure in her tightness. Lin Qing lifted her and placed her kneeling on the windowsill. The cool surface made Qin Xue's delicate skin on her legs shrink.

Lin Qing adjusted the girl's white, upturned buttocks, slightly parted her legs, and slowly inserted his long spear into her soft, fleshy crevice, thrusting

in and out of her warm, moist honey hole. Watching Qin Xue's seductive and alluring posture, he intensified his thrusting, the viscous love juices rubbing against his spear, producing a "plop, plop" sound.

Qin Xue's soft, alluring body arched against the windowsill, her hands pressed against the large glass pane. The fear of being seen and the stimulation of this lewd position made her sensitive body tremble. Lin Qing grasped her full, soft breasts, holding them in his hands. She occasionally let out low moans, her fair, graceful body writhing with Lin Qing's thrusts.

Lin Qing grasped and kneaded her round, pert buttocks, his middle finger poking at the clitoris between her buttocks. His lower abdomen rested against Qin Xue's fair, smooth, and cool flesh, feeling the plumpness and softness of her buttocks. Qin Xue's well-proportioned and full figure, slender waist, and tight, pert buttocks possessed an indescribable allure.

Due to the position, her already shallow and short vaginal opening appeared even tighter and narrower. The powerful suction pulled the tip of his penis at high speed, and the layers of tender flesh intensified the friction. Her pretty cheeks were pressed against the glass. Her

hot, delicate body throbbed back and forth with Lin Qing's thrusts. Her pert buttocks opened to the sides with the penetration of his penis and the pushing of Lin Qing's hands, revealing the wrinkled clitoris. The delicate, budding flesh contracted slightly inward, rhythmically contracting and twisting with each thrust.

Her pert buttocks slammed against Lin Qing's crotch, squeezing her tender flesh upwards with a loud "slap, slap" sound. Lin Qing held Qin Xue's round, pert buttocks tightly, using the force of her falling backward to thrust hard into her fleshy opening, "plop, plop, plop, plop..."

The sounds of genitals colliding brought Qin Xue's passion to its peak. She moaned seductively before Lin Qing, "Ah, I can't take it anymore, it's so embarrassing!"

Her white feet, perched on the windowsill, trembled slightly, her slender waist accentuated by the flashing neon lights.

Lin Qing watched the innocent Qin Xue in her uniform, moaning seductively beneath him, yielding to his desires. He couldn't resist pushing his strength to the limit, kneading her round, white buttocks. His penis was inserted into her pink honeypot, the tip grinding against her soft clitoris, causing the lovely Qin Xue to let out a soul-stirring moan: "Husband, hurry, fuck me to death, my heart, these past few days I've been thinking of you."

Her red lips parted slightly, humming

softly, her breathing growing heavier. "Ah, so beautiful, so, so beautiful."

The honeyed cave contracted tightly, pressing against the long spear. Lin Qing stood on tiptoe, lifting her round, white buttocks and thrusting forcefully. Qin Xue's tender buttocks arched upwards with force. Lin Qing leaned forward, the long spear plunging in with the trembling of her legs.

Qin Xue's hair was disheveled, her lips biting a few strands of flowing hair. Her full breasts swayed in front of her chest, her legs tightly clamped together. Her already tight honeyed cave became even more compact. With Lin Qing's thrusting, sticky, wet sounds came from their point of contact, and she began to moan unrestrainedly: "Ah, oh, ah, ah..."

Her hands stretched out to both sides, her white shirt rolled up, revealing her smooth, white back. Under her black, wrinkled skirt, her round buttocks were raised high. Lin Qing's long spear thrust powerfully in and out of the wet honeyed cave, making a wet, frictioning sound.

Lin Qing held Qin Xue's slender waist, feeling the friction and warmth of her soft flesh, experiencing the trembling and moans of the delicate and sexy girl beneath him.

With each rapid thrust of his penis, Qin Xue's legs were pressed tightly together, her panties hanging on her thighs, her delicate feet forcefully pointing upwards. Warm love juice from her spasming honeypot pounded against his penis, overflowing from her slightly parted labia and flowing down her snow-white thighs.

Lin Qing released his grip on her slender waist, and the limp Qin Xue immediately collapsed, her knees almost touching the carpet, her head bowed, her long hair disheveled. Lin Qing looked at the delicate, fragile body before him, the sparse, dark pubic hair beside her wet labia, her erect, round breasts, and the small, pink nipples standing proudly. He then thrust his penis again, plunging it deep into her raised buttocks.

Qin Xue's delicate body trembled, her head lowered as she let out soft moans: "Ah, ah, I can't take it anymore."

Her supple body seemed to break, her waist bending over, her head raised and swaying. This beautiful woman, so delicate yet so wanton, truly made Lin Qing lose control.

Qin Xue's honeyed cave contracted incessantly, milky white love juice flowing from her pink and moist lips. One bare white foot stood on tiptoe on the ground. Lin Qing accelerated his thrusts, her foot, clad in a black sandal, the heel raised, while her other white little foot desperately stood on the ground with her toes. With Lin Qing's forward thrusts, her calves bent forward noticeably, and her long moans became even more alluring, "Ah, ah, I can't take it anymore."

Qin Xue wore an open shirt, her hands on the windowsill, her skirt lifted at the waist, revealing her round, white buttocks high in the air. Lin Qing held her slender waist, his long spear thrusting between her tender white buttocks.

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

Her moans grew increasingly urgent, her upright legs weakening more and more. Qin Xue, who had been half-lying down, now lay completely on the windowsill. Lin Qing lifted her slender legs from the sides, making her lie like a frog, while he thrust into her from behind.

Qin Xue buried her face in the windowsill, her moans becoming muffled. Lin Qing looked at her upturned, snow-white buttocks, the two round, fleshy mounds between which nestled a tender honey hole. Her pink labia were slightly parted, her soft, dark pubic hair matted together with love juice, her small anus wriggling and contracting, her long, snow-white thighs spread wide, her slender waist and ivory-like back covered in fragrant sweat, and her satin-like hair cascading over her smooth shoulders. December 28th, Chapter 126: Intimate Entanglement.

Lin Qing withdrew his spear, using the tip dipped in love juice to slide up and down Qin Xue's vulva. Holding onto the windowsill, he enjoyed the friction against the beauty's buttocks. With each slide of the spear, the love juice flowed more and more.

Qin Xue couldn't help but moan, "Oh, ah, oh, mmm, so comfortable."

Lin Qing grasped and kneaded the girl's swaying breasts, his spear thrusting forcefully into her tight, pink honey hole again.

Soon, "Ah, ah, I can't take it anymore, I'm coming!"

Her juices gushed out, and Qin Xue collapsed weakly. Lin Qing slowly pulled out his wet weapon, then slowly inserted it again. The girl's fair thighs clamped tightly around his waist, her hands flailing limply in the air.

"Oh, so comfortable."

After a spasm in her warm honey hole, Lin Qing also ejaculated his hot semen deep into her honey hole, lying motionless on her back.

Qin Xue trembled from the heat, her fair body limp on the marble countertop.

After her climax, her almond-shaped eyes were glazed, her face flushed with desire, still savoring the intense pleasure. Her round, plump buttocks were taut and arched, her mouth wide open but silent. Her vaginal opening contracted rhythmically, and sticky, white semen flowed down her beautiful, fair legs.

Qin Xue leaned limply against Lin Qing's chest, letting his hands caress her full breasts. Her body, soft and alluring, knelt before the windowsill in a seductive pose, a wanton smile playing on her radiant face as she gazed intently at the flickering lights outside.

Lin Qing, satisfied, withdrew his wet penis, smearing the semen from the tip onto Qin Xue's arched buttocks. His legs gave way, and he slumped into the large sofa by the round table, watching the girl's graceful figure kneeling motionless on the windowsill. He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

"Does it feel good, baby?"

He pulled Qin Xue's soft, delicate body into his arms from behind, his hands roaming over her snow-white, round breasts, squeezing and kneading the delicate flesh, his thumb and forefinger pressing and rubbing her erect nipples.

Qin Xue half-turned her curvaceous body, her hot, thin lips pressed against Lin Qing's face, her trembling fingers moving to his chest, caressing the man's firm muscles. "Husband, I... I can't bear to let you leave me."

Lin Qing's tongue slid across her trembling cherry lips, licking the soft flesh and entwining with her smooth, fragrant tongue. Qin Xue exhaled sweet breath, assaulting his senses, her thin lips leaving his mouth, pressing hot kisses onto his forehead and chest, her hands caressing his nipples.

Feeling her intense affection, Lin Qing remembered her sweet little mouth, his hands pressing her head down. Qin Xue's thin lips hesitated as they traveled along Lin Qing's chest to his waist. She slightly raised her head, glanced at him, took a deep breath, and her small hands trembled shyly as she grasped his half-erect weapon, touching it.

Lin Qing looked at her encouragingly, "Baby, open your mouth and take it in."

"Mmm, mmm, no, mmm..."

Qin Xue shook her head shyly.

"Just like when I kiss you there, don't you want me to be happy?"

Lin Qing reached out and brought the spear to her lips, "Come on, baby, hurry up."

Qin Xue mustered her courage, opened her small mouth, and bit the tip, unsure how to continue, staring blankly at Lin Qing, "I don't know how?"

"I'll teach you, like eating an ice pop." Lin Qing gently

pushed it in.

"Ah..."

Qin Xue bit down slightly, causing Lin Qing to cry out in pain.

"That's how I eat it, isn't it right?"

Seeing her aggrieved expression, Lin Qing couldn't help but laugh, "Hehe, if it's a really hard ice pop, and you're eager to eat it, would you do it like this?"

Qin Xue loosened her clenched teeth and swallowed the tip of the penis, licking it with her tongue. Her mouth was suddenly filled, and she sucked with a strange pleasure, listening to Lin Qing's satisfied moans. Her tongue playfully teased the glans.

Lin Qing couldn't resist running his fingers deep into her hair, tightly embracing her fair and beautiful body against him.

Qin Xue held the penis tightly in her mouth, stroking it, and looked up at the man with a seductive gaze: "Is this right, husband? Are you comfortable?"

Her starry eyes gazed at Lin Qing with a bewitching allure.

"Ah, comfortable, so comfortable! Baby, you're so clever, keep going!"

Qin Xue licked her lips, her eyes narrowed, her cheeks flushed, her mouth moving back and forth, her full, white breasts trembling in waves.

Lin Qing's penis gleamed from the licking, standing erect like a small cannon. "It, it's gotten bigger again." Qin Xue squatted between Lin Qing's legs, licking with relish.

"Baby, come on, let's do it again."

Qin Xue reluctantly left the long spear, which stood erect. She licked her lips seductively, spitting out a few pubic hairs. Lin Qing held her slender waist and lifted her long legs.

"Sit on top." The

wet spear aimed at her tight honey hole and thrust in rapidly. Qin Xue coquettishly reached out and hugged Lin Qing's neck. "Ah, husband, ah, so comfortable, oh." She lay prone on top of Lin

Qing, her snow-white, pert buttocks heaving, her tender breasts rubbing against his chest. Her tight, moist opening gripped his penis, writhing, and strands of love juice dripped down his shaft onto the sheets.

Lin Qing held Qin Xue tightly, pressing her round, white buttocks down forcefully, his thumbs caressing her sweet lips and cheeks. Qin Xue let out

a soul-stirring moan, her starry eyes filled with deep desire. A smile played on his lips as Lin Qing deliberately withdrew his weapon, taking in her breathtaking beauty. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders, highlighting her delicate face, her rounded shoulders glistening with sweat, and her long, perfect legs were even more alluring.

"Please, come on,"

Qin Xue softly and gently pleaded, "Quick, husband, quick."

Lin Qing kissed her red lips, whispering tenderly in her ear, "Again, hmm?"

"Hmm." "

Qin Xue murmured, gently rubbing her nose against Lin Qing's face, "I'm so itchy, ah..."

"Really?"

Lin Qing chuckled, lifting his upper body to gaze at her, then lowered his head to gently nibble at her delicate nose. "Feeling better?"

"Much better."

Qin Xue smiled sweetly, "But there's one more place that's itchier." A

teasing smile flickered in her starry eyes.

Lin Qing's lips moved to her stubble, "Here?"

Qin Xue giggled and shook her head, "No."

Lin Qing licked the pink nipples on her breasts with his tongue, "Here?"

"No, that's not right either."

Qin Xue panted, "But, almost there."

"Tell me, where is it?"

Lin Qing was quite intrigued by her teasing.

"Here."

Qin Xue arched her buttocks, her moist honey hole swallowing his spear.

"Oh, it's here,"

Lin Qing couldn't hold back anymore, "Is it right?"

"Absolutely right." "

Qin Xue swayed her slender waist with a soft moan, allowing Lin Qing to penetrate even deeper.

"Do you want me to relieve your itch?"

Lin Qing pressed tightly against her, and Qin Xue trembled slightly from his movements. "That's wonderful, please."

"Is it better?"

Lin Qing thrust his long spear deeper and deeper into her honeyed cave.

"Ah, almost there."

"Almost there?"

He moved more vigorously, his hand slipping inside the neckline of the girl's dress, caressing her snow-white skin and kneading her round breasts.

Qin Xue exhaled a breath of relief, pressing her lips to Lin Qing's and moaning with pleasure: "Lin Qing, ah, Lin Qing..."

Seemingly unable to bear the intense thrill the man brought her, she kept calling Lin Qing's name.

Lin Qing buried his face in her soft breasts, sucking on her pink nipples, his long spear moving in and out of her wet and tight honeyed cave. Qin Xue's white buttocks arched high, and Lin Qing's hand rested on her flat stomach, kissing her hot and moist jade. He licked her snow-white skin with his tongue.

Qin Xue's body went limp, her hips swaying gently, pressing back sensually. Lin Qing moved his hand from her lower abdomen to her pubic mound, covered in dark, fine hairs, spreading his fingers to comb through the thick pubic hair, gently pressing the soft skin of her mound, his fingers lightly pinching and kneading her wet, hot clitoris.

Qin Xue moaned softly, stimulated, leaning against Lin Qing, her round breasts swaying up and down, her firm nipples rubbing against his palm. The sensation of her hot skin against his cool hand made her tremble even more, and her vaginal opening contracted even tighter.

The long spear was being squeezed tighter and tighter . Under Qin Xue's sensual response, he thrust even faster, finally bringing Lin Qing to his climax. He tilted his head back, breathing heavily with satisfaction, and ejaculated inside Qin Xue.

Almost simultaneously reaching their climax, Qin Xue opened her starry eyes, carefully wiping away Lin Qing's sweat, and kissed him tenderly.

Chapter 127: Parting Madness.

Opening the door, Lin Qing glanced at the empty corridor, picked up Qin Xue who was still tidying her clothes, and strode out.

Qin Xue blushed at Lin Qing's bold actions, struggling and twisting her delicate body in his arms, the faint scent of her hair filling his nostrils.

Lin... Lin Qing strode into Qin Xue's room, scooped her up, and collapsed onto the bed.

Qin Xue's starry eyes were half-closed, her pink tongue lightly brushing against her slightly parted lips. She arched her back, thrusting her full breasts forward, tempting Lin Qing to caress her.

Gazing at her alluring posture, Lin Qing lowered his head and captured her thin lips. His tongue playfully slid across the moist skin of her lips, sucking on the sweet fragrance in her mouth. His hands tightly covered her soft, round breasts, feeling the warmth of her flesh in his palms. His body pressed wantonly against her hot, alluring form.

Qin Xue moaned softly with pleasure, her fragrant tongue returning Lin Qing's seductive embrace.

"Baby, you're so captivating,"

Lin Qing's lips kissed and sucked on her small mouth, his tongue drawing out the sweet nectar. Qin Xue shyly kicked off her sandals with her delicate feet, and the man's hands covered her exquisite little feet, kneading her round, delicate toes. She murmured in a dazed, heavy breath, "Are you coming back, husband? Isn't that enough?" "I...I can't take it anymore!"

Lin Qing's lips covered her sweet, cherry-like mouth in a

passionate kiss, his hand lifting her bra to grasp her soft breasts, kneading them. "Baby, we're going to be separated tomorrow, tonight I want you to go crazy one more time." He fondled the smooth, full flesh beneath his hands, his hand sliding down to her round, plump buttocks and pressing forward forcefully.

"I'm coming, baby."

Lin Qing reached under her skirt and pulled down Qin Xue's panties, his long, rough member rubbing against her soft, burning flesh.

"Wait—wait, husband. " Qin

Xue gently pushed him away, her long legs swaying beneath him.

Lin Qing's fingers probed into her pink, tender flesh, moving back and forth, kissing her sweet, fragrant cherry lips. Qin Xue's alluring body trembled and gasped in his arms. He pressed her curvaceous body against him, gazing down at her beautiful face, pressing against her soft, full breasts. He brought the fingers that had been caressing her honeyed entrance to his nose, smelled them, and then put them in his mouth, swallowing the sweet love juice. Qin Xue's cheeks flushed crimson.

Lin Qing unbuttoned her blouse, slipping his hand inside her collar to cup her firm, delicate breasts, kneading the soft, white flesh. Qin Xue gasped softly. Lin Qing's hand slid under her skirt, continuing its movement along her long, slender thighs, his mouth greedily sucking on her pink nipples.

Qin Xue writhed, involuntarily calling Lin Qing's name, passionately unbuttoning his shirt and stroking his chest with fervor. Lin Qing's lips lingered on her erect, rosy nipples. Qin Xue pressed his head against her burning skin, her fingers weaving through his black hair, moaning with pleasure.

Qin Xue's perfectly curved body, her flawless white skin gleaming under the light, possessed an unusual radiance. Her round, pert buttocks were smooth and white, and her long, slender legs were firm and shapely.

As Lin Qing gently stroked her flat, white belly, she involuntarily closed her starry eyes, letting out a sexy moan: "Mmm, mmm, husband, I want you to love me so much."

Lin Qing's lips left her full breasts and slowly moved down, gently sucking on her smooth belly, savoring the warm, moist skin. His hands slid over her soft buttocks to her slender thighs, his fingers exploring the soft inner thighs, parting her legs. His warm breath brushed against the sensitive skin at the base of her thighs, and his lips replaced his hands, pressing against her vulva, making her whole body tense.

"Ah..."

The intoxicating pleasure made Qin Xue frantically hold Lin Qing's head, "Please, I can't take it anymore."

She cried out sweetly, arching her trembling, pleasurable body.

Lin Qing's tongue moved in and out of her honeyed cave, sucking up a mouthful of sweet love juice. He raised his head, his tongue entwining with Qin Xue's delicate tongue, intertwining and transferring the love juice into her small mouth. He gently parted her legs with his knee, and his burning-hot penis slid smoothly into her moist and warm passage, thrusting slowly.

Qin Xue couldn't help but moan softly in pleasure. Lin Qing lowered his head and covered her lips with his, sucking them passionately, increasing the speed of his thrusts. Qin Xue gripped his waist tightly and groaned with satisfaction, "Oh, um, yes, yes."

She gasped for breath, moving wildly up and down with Lin Qing.

Lin Qing caressed her soft breasts, covering them with his warm, fragrant touch, his thumb teasingly tracing her firm nipples. He showered her neck with passionate kisses, his tongue lightly licking her smooth skin, his penis pressing against the soft flesh deep within her honeyed cave as he swayed his hips.

Qin Xue could only cooperate with him, her breath sweet and soft. Lin Qing held her flawless, delicate body tightly, leaning down to cover her burning lips with his own. His tongue explored between her fragrant lips and teeth, teasing and swirling, enticing her sweet, fragrant tongue.

His left hand gripped her slender waist, cradling the back of her head in a passionate kiss, while his right hand roamed teasingly along her graceful curves, reaching for her full breasts, kneading the smooth skin of her sensitive, full nipples.

These passionate and tender moments made Qin Xue unable to extricate herself from Lin Qing's love. Shyly, she stretched out her long, white arms to encircle the back of his neck, trying to press her fair body and luscious red lips tightly against his.

Lin Qing held her delicate, slender wrist tightly, and after a passionate, lingering kiss, he cupped her fair face, embracing her burning, white body. Qin Xue wrapped her arms tightly around his back, responding eagerly to his kisses. "Lin Qing, I missed you so much,"

she murmured, her body trembling.

Lin Qing buried his head in her full breasts, inhaling their sweet scent. Qin Xue trembled slightly as she held his head, which was buried deep in her white breasts, and let out a soft, expectant moan: "I missed you so much, so much,"

she murmured, expressing her love for Lin Qing.

Lin Qing kissed her alluring red lips, cupped her smooth, white face, and gazed into her teary eyes, which sparkled with surprise. Qin Xue's shy yet excited face aroused Lin Qing's desire. He bent down and sucked on her trembling nipples, impatiently thrusting his long spear into her wet, sweet cave.

Qin Xue held her breath, welcoming the man's thrusts. Lin Qing kissed her slightly parted lips, the powerful impact pushing her to a blissful climax. Her white body, drenched in sweat, clung to the man, panting heavily.

"The thought of parting tomorrow is unbearable."

Lin Qing thrust his spear deep into her honeyed cave with all his might.

Qin Xue barely managed to lift her limp arms and gently push against Lin Qing's chest. "You're so strong! No, I can't take it anymore! Ah, no more!"

she pleaded breathlessly, her last shred of reason still reminding her amidst the ecstasy.

Lin Qing persisted, teasing her erect, sensitive nipples. "Darling, let's do it again."

The spear ravaged her soft passage, plunging Qin Xue into a frenzy once more. Involuntarily, she arched her slender waist to meet Lin Qing's thrusts, panting as she placed a passionate kiss on his face: "I love you."

Lin Qing grasped the girl's delicate arms and kissed her red lips, his tongue swiftly sliding into her mouth, savoring the fragrance between her teeth. The spear plunged deep into her warm, moist honeyed cave, its tip striking her tender cervix hard.

"Ah..."

Qin Xue groaned from Lin Qing's sudden attack, collapsing into his arms. Lin Qing held her voluptuous body, thrusting wildly, kissing her red lips, his tongue mimicking the movements of his spear in and out of her mouth, then lowering his head to lick her soft earlobe with his hot, wet tongue.

"Lin Qing, I love you, I love you,"

Qin Xue couldn't help but cry out from the depths of her heart.

"I love you too."

Lin Qing held her round, upturned buttocks, his spear thrusting even more wildly.

With heavy breaths, Qin Xue trembled and groaned, her long, white legs clinging to the man's waist involuntarily going limp and falling down.

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

Lin Qing kissed her smooth, white breasts, thrusting even more violently.

"No, no, please."

Qin Xue cried out, unable to bear it any longer. Just as she was about to faint from exhaustion, Lin Qing's spear suddenly struck the deepest part of her honeyed cave, stopping its thrusting at her soft pleas for mercy.

On the comfortable bed, Qin Xue lay naked on her fair back, overwhelmed by passion, her body limp. She had never been so passionately entwined before, her blush turning to pale with embarrassment.

Lin Qing turned her voluptuous body around, pecking at her pink cheeks, and held her tightly in his arms.

"Mmm..."

Qin Xue murmured sweetly, nestled against the man's chest, "You, you look so scary."

Lin Qing cupped her face and kissed her red lips. "How scary?"

"Like you're going to eat me up."

Qin Xue buried her face in the sheets shyly. "But I love it so much. I know you can't bear to part with me."

She spoke contentedly of her attachment to Lin Qing. Neither of them slept that night.

The next morning, Lin Qing didn't wait for the school car to pick him up. Instead, he led Qin Xue away quietly to a high-class Western restaurant for a lavish breakfast.

Qin Xue, however, remained tearful, her small hand clutching his, unwilling to let go.

Lin Qing was also reluctant to part with Qin Xue, so he took her to the city's most upscale shopping mall. However, no matter what clothes he tried on, Qin Xue wouldn't let him buy them. Frustrated, he led her to the jewelry counter. Looking at the dazzling array of jewels, Qin Xue's love of beauty brightened up a bit.

Lin Qing noticed that Qin Xue's gaze slowly fixed on a platinum necklace with a heart-shaped pink crystal pendant, priced at 1288 yuan.

Without hesitation, Lin Qing asked the saleswoman to take it out and held it against Qin Xue's slender, fair neck. "Give me the receipt."

"No, it's too expensive,"

Qin Xue quickly grabbed his hand, trying to stop him.

"You're the most precious thing in my heart."

"Should I?"

The sales clerk looked at Lin Qing and asked.

"Open it, two,"

Lin Qing said, taking out the three thousand yuan bonus.

"Who are you buying them for?"

Qin Xue's bright face clouded over.

"Hehe,"

Lin Qing reached out and pinched her round little chin, "The other one is for my mom, little darling, don't get the wrong idea."

Hearing Lin Qing's explanation, Qin Xue smiled again. Looking at her radiant smile, a pang of guilt flashed through Lin Qing's heart. Actually, he wanted to give the other one to Teacher Huang.

The time for parting finally arrived. Standing at the mall entrance, Lin Qing hailed a taxi. Qin Xue could no longer contain herself, throwing herself into his arms and kissing him on the cheek.

Lin Qing knew that in such a public setting, this was Qin Xue's most unrestrained expression. He approvingly returned her kiss and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Keep my address and phone number safe."

"Remember to contact me."

"Call me!"

Qin Xue repeatedly reminded Lin Qing until several onlookers gathered around, at which point she got into the car, feeling embarrassed.

Lin Qing watched the car disappear into the distance, feeling lost.

Chapter 128: Jealousy

Leads to Triumphant Return. The school held a general assembly of all teachers and students, and Lin Qing's homeroom teacher, Old Yang, and Teacher Huang were seated in a corner of the stage.

Lin Qing looked up and saw that all the school's prominent figures were there. In the middle of the long line sat a chubby middle-aged man with an unfamiliar face. He wondered which city leader had come to gain political achievements. He shook his head disdainfully and cast his gaze at Teacher Huang, who was as beautiful as ever.

Teacher Huang quickly sensed Lin Qing's gaze, and when their eyes met, she broke into a bright smile, her deep, clear eyes filled with admiration and pride.

Lin Qing slightly pursed his lips as if to kiss her. Teacher Huang blushed slightly, glanced at him coquettishly, and then lowered her head. Lin Qing was overjoyed, immersed in the tender moment of their exchange.

Soon, the principal of the city's No. 1 High School stood up, his voice excited and even slightly trembling. "This is the highest honor our school has achieved in recent years. Furthermore, to commend Lin Qing, we have decided to present him with a mystery gift."

The plump middle-aged man in the center of the stage stood up. "This is Director Liu from the Municipal Education Bureau. Please welcome him."

The principal introduced him with a smile.

Director Liu slightly raised his hands and made a downward gesture, and the lecture hall slowly quieted down. "Given Lin Qing's consistently excellent academic performance at the city's No. 1 High School and his outstanding contribution in this competition, on behalf of the Municipal Education Bureau, I promise Lin Qing that we will recommend him to XX University in the provincial capital as a recommended student for admission to our city."

The students erupted in a noisy commotion, and even Lin Qing himself gaped in astonishment.

XX University in the provincial capital is a national 985 key university, the dream school for most students at the city's No. 1 High School. Although Lin Qing's academic performance was excellent, he wasn't very confident about getting into XX University. Now, he no longer had to participate in the fiercely competitive and unpredictable college entrance examination, and next autumn he could smoothly step into his dream world, the ivory tower. How could he not be excited, how could he not be overjoyed? This was indeed a generous reward.

For a moment, Lin Qing could hardly believe his ears.

Amidst the thunderous applause and envious glances of his classmates, he walked onto the stage, shook Director Liu's hand in a flattering manner, and then began to give his acceptance speech.

At the celebration banquet that evening, the principal was in high spirits. His usually lifeless face was flushed, and he frequently chatted and smiled lightly with Director Liu. Lin Qing, however, smelled the faint fragrance emanating from Teacher Huang beside him and had no interest in socializing.

"I have something to tell you. You go first, I'll come find you right away."

Teacher Huang got up and left. Lin Qing went to the principal's side, exchanged a few polite words with Director Liu, and then politely took his leave, citing that he was too tired.

In a corner of the dormitory building, a dim light stood out starkly, reminding Lin Qing of the wonderful times he spent with Teacher Huang. However, she was now married and pregnant; how could he bear to touch her? He

quietly pushed open the door, a fragrant breeze wafting in. Teacher Huang blushed and lowered her head, smiling shyly, as soon as she met Lin Qing's gaze.

"I missed you so much."

Lin Qing moved behind her, his left arm around her full waist, his right hand holding the necklace he had bought for her. "Do you like it?"

"It's so beautiful."

Teacher Huang turned her head gracefully, suddenly raising an eyebrow and pouting her alluring red lips, seemingly angry yet reproachful. "You bought this? Wasting money."

"It's a gift for you, how is that wasting money?"

Lin Qing, his smile unwavering, placed the necklace around her jade-like neck.

Teacher Huang raised a hand to stop him, smiling charmingly. "It must be very expensive."

Her face flushed, and her pupils seemed to dilate, becoming darker, brighter, and deeper.

"Is there anything more precious than you in this world?"

A shy smile, tinged with allure, graced Ms. Huang's face. "I'm so happy you won the championship, but I don't want to show it too much."

She nestled against Lin Qing like a little bird.

"I understand."

Lin Qing reached out and stroked her slightly protruding belly. "Your status is different now, and I don't want to ruin your happiness."

Ms. Huang's captivating, watery eyes swept over Lin Qing's face. "If you understand my predicament, then my love for you hasn't been in vain. Xiao Qing, I wish you find a good wife in the future."

"You're already married, where am I supposed to find a good wife? " "You're

so cheeky."

Ms. Huang smiled charmingly, exuding a thousand kinds of allure. They sat on the edge of the bed, chatting gently, until she seemed a little tired, and then Lin Qing left.

The next morning, their homeroom teacher, Brother Yang, told Lin Qing that the academic affairs office needed to speak with him. He rushed to the Academic Affairs Office, where Director Jiang said earnestly, "Lin Qing, given your excellent performance, the fact that you don't need to take the college entrance exam, and your workload isn't heavy, the school wants you to help out in the newly established Student Affairs Office."

'Damn, free work and no salary, what a great idea!' Seeing Lin Qing's hesitant expression, Director Jiang continued, "Teacher Huang is heavily pregnant, so it's inconvenient for her. You'll be responsible for more practical work, okay?"

'Helping Teacher Huang is no problem,' Lin Qing nodded. "Alright, I'll follow the leader's arrangements."

Director Jiang smiled. "Actually, the school is also thinking of you, giving you some practical experience."

'I'm still a high school student, what do I need practical experience for? That excuse is a bit far-fetched.' Lin Qing began to despise the seemingly respectable Academic Affairs Director in front of him.

When Lin Qing appeared before his classmates as a student affairs manager, it caused quite a stir, and the envious glances greatly satisfied his vanity. The female students' seductive gazes surged towards him in waves, each looking like they wanted to offer themselves to him.

The peaceful days didn't last long before trouble struck.

That noon, Lin Qing finished his meal and came out of the cafeteria. He sat alone in the pavilion on the island in the lake, smoking. Xu Yonghua approached, a troubled look on his face. "Brother Lin, I need your help with something, please?"

"What is it?"

Lin Qing casually exhaled a smoke ring. To be honest, he didn't particularly like this sleazy guy in front of him.

"Here's the thing, I've got my eye on a sexy junior from the next year, but it turns out she has a boyfriend. She even brought a few guys to school today to find me, and they're waiting for me over by the rockery. They seem to be carrying weapons, so I... I'd like to ask you, Brother Lin, to stand up for me."

"Which girl in our school has such a powerful background? Damn, she brought a gun! Who are you trying to scare? Are you scared, kid?"

"It's... it's that Su Ying."

Xu Yonghua stammered, whether from nervousness or genuine fear.

Lin Qing looked at this cowardly, lecherous guy in front of him, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Who's Su Ying? I don't remember her. Is she pretty?"

"She's over there too. You'll see her when you get there."

Xu Yonghua bowed and scraped, smiling obsequiously.

"Alright, I'll go see. We can't let them bully us at the gate. Go tell Tang Ning and the others to come to the rockery right now."

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle; after all, Lin Qing wasn't Jackie Chan or Jet Li.

Xu Yonghua ran quickly towards the dormitory, while Lin Qing lazily stood up and slowly walked towards the artificial hill.

Several boys sat on the steps beside the hill, one of them in a suit holding a small-caliber air rifle. Next to him stood a slender girl in a light blue dress, her smooth, fair hands gripping the black barrel of the gun, her round buttocks outlining a perfect curve.

Hearing Lin Qing's footsteps, the girl straightened her body and turned her head, her long, narrow eyes looking at him with watery eyes: "Ah, Lin Qing, what brings you here?"

Her sweet voice made Lin Qing feel weak all over.

"What, can't I come?"

Lin Qing's gaze swept over her slender figure. The unique wide, bright silver belt accentuated her slim waist and ample breasts, making her not-so-full breasts appear even more prominent. Her long, straight legs contrasted sharply with her fair skin and black sandals. Her charming, cute oval face, with its slightly melancholic expression, added a touch of allure. Below her delicate nose were cherry-like lips, and her thick, black hair cascaded down her back in waves, making her already fair face appear even more radiant.

"So you're Xu Yonghua, the one who seduced my wife?"

The boy with the gun stood up.

"Who are you trying to scare with that junk?"

Lin Qing met him fearlessly.

"No, no, don't misunderstand, he's not Xu Yonghua, he's Lin Qing, not the one trying to pursue me."

Su Ying rushed over and stood between them, her body leaning slightly forward, her ample breasts almost touching Lin Qing's. A faint, sweet fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

Lin Qing smiled, gazing at her slender, graceful figure. "Not bad, you're really charming. No wonder people are jealous of you."

Su Ying pushed her boyfriend back, then turned around, her fair face slightly raised. Her large, watery eyes boldly and flirtatiously looked at Lin Qing, a hint of helplessness in her smile. Her charming dimples drew Lin Qing's attention, her captivating smile utterly adorable.

"You flatter me too much. I'm not as beautiful as you say,"

Su Ying said, her breath sweet and fragrant. "As far as I know, this has nothing to do with you."

"Really? Looks like you know me quite well."

Lin Qing glanced at his group of brothers who had arrived. Tang Ning and Li Qingyang didn't come over, but instead stood with their arms crossed, watching him with interest.

Lin Qing turned his head and looked at Su Ying's expressive eyes. "Everything that happens at school is related to me. Tell your friend to get lost, or he won't be able to leave. You should know our temper."

The rather handsome boy was furious at Lin Qing's indifference. He muttered something as he walked towards him, and the few people who came with him also stood up. Tang Ning waved his hand, and a large group of their men surrounded the other party from the side of the artificial hill, tightly encircling him. The atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.

Lin Qing chuckled and patted the boy's face. "What, you're not happy? Damn, you dare to come here with a piece of junk gun?

You're asking for it." Su Ying sighed softly, her alluring eyes rolling back at Lin Qing. "No, please, don't do it."

She turned and whispered a few words in her boyfriend's ear. The boy's gaze shifted from resentment to fear, and he forced a stiff smile. "Big brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Lin Qing glanced at Su Ying with some surprise. "Get to the point. Don't just brandish a piece of junk gun, understand? I'll give you an explanation about Xu Yonghua and your wife. Let's go."

The group slunk away. Tang Ning gave Lin Qing a meaningful look and led his men away as well, leaving only Lin Qing and Su Ying on the large artificial hill.

Chapter 129 Breaking into the Flower Forest

Lin Qing sat on the steps, looking at Su Ying's loose, black hair. "What did you say to your boyfriend just now?"

"Oh, nothing. I just told him that you guys are all Zheng Long's brothers."

Su Ying took out a clean white silk handkerchief from her pocket and wiped it on the steps a few times. As she bent over, Lin Qing caught a glimpse of her fair skin through her neckline.

Su Ying leaned closer and sat down on the steps in front of Lin Qing.

"How do you know about these things in society? I'm becoming more and more interested in you."

Lin Qing leaned casually against the steps, his eyes lingering on the girl's long, shapely legs peeking out from under her skirt.

Meeting his gaze, Su Ying tugged at her skirt with her slender hand, sweetly chiding, "You have such a lecherous eye."

Then, with a light, bell-like laugh, "Do you know Su Jiang?"

"Yes, yes."

Lin Qing suddenly remembered a time when he had dinner with Brother Zheng Long, and the brother Zheng Long introduced them to. Because his name was unique—Jiangsu reversed—he remembered him well.

"That's my brother. Now you understand why I know you all so well, right?"

Su Ying swayed her slender shoulders, extending her delicate fingers, painted with pink nail polish, to untie the hair clip holding her wavy black hair. Her alluring movements aroused Lin Qing's desire.

Lin Qing leaned closer to her fair face. "Looks like I hold a pretty high place in your heart."

Su Ying cupped her face in her hands. "You're a little different from other hooligans."

"How are you different?"

Lin Qing pressed.

"Not as annoying as some people. At least your grades are good; you're clearly smart."

Su Ying's fair face flushed slightly. It seemed she wasn't quite promiscuous; at least she still showed some shyness on the surface.

Lin Qing didn't want to tease her anymore. "Alright, class is about to start. Go back to your classroom."

"Then I'm leaving."

Su Ying's melodious voice, full of playful pout, was crisp and sweet. "If I need your help in the future, please take care of me."

After saying that, she swayed her slender waist and left.

Lin Qing watched her alluring figure disappear into the distance. 'Damn, wouldn't it be a waste not to go for such a charming girl? But she doesn't seem as casual as Xu Yonghua said. How can I explain to her older brother if I just go and dump her after class? This is a real headache.' A few days later, Teacher Huang went home to prepare for childbirth, and all the work in the student affairs office fell on Lin Qing's shoulders. He also moved into the single dormitory reserved for teachers, busy checking attendance, evening self-study sessions, and dormitories all day long.

His classmates and buddies were all busy with the college entrance examination or their future. After work, Lin Qing didn't even have anyone to talk to, which made him feel deeply lonely.

After nearly a month of hectic work, he was exhausted, both physically and mentally. He secretly cursed the principal and the director of academic affairs every day, wanting nothing more than to quit and go home to rest, but he was afraid of troubling the school and Teacher Huang. "Oh well," he

thought, "I'll just have to bear it .

" That day, Lin Qing dragged his weary body to the academic affairs office to receive a new assignment. "How are you? Tired?"

Director Jiang smiled and handed him a cup of hot tea. "Lin Qing, your work ability is quite strong. The school is very satisfied. I have high hopes for you; you'll definitely have a bright future after graduating from university."

A barrage of flattering words rained down on him.

Looking at Director Jiang's insincere smile, Lin Qing said weakly, "Just tell me what you need, and I'll do my best."

"Oh, it's like this," Director Jiang said, "the city is planning another inter-school arts festival, just like when you first entered school. Several talented female students from our school have formed a group and will be rehearsing in our lecture hall. You'll be responsible for managing and coordinating it; you'll be in charge of scheduling."

'Female students, talented singers and dancers.' "Looks like it's not a tough job,"

Lin Qing readily agreed. "Okay." "Tell them to come find me in the lecture hall at seven o'clock tonight."

Stepping into the spacious hall, looking at the bright lights, Lin Qing suddenly had an idea. He went to the control switch and tested it a few times, turning off all the other lights except for the row of spotlights shining directly down from the stage.

From below, the stage was dimly lit and blurry; from the stage, everything was clearly visible. Hmm, it had a rather mysterious and oppressive feel. Lin Qing sat quietly in the center of the stage and waited.

After a while, chattering sounds came from the doorway.

"It seems like no one's inside?"

A soft voice was heard first.

"No way, the lights are on."

Then a crisp voice followed.

"Who cares, let's go in first. It's okay, Lin Qing and I know each other very well."

Lin Qing immediately recognized the sweet voice as Su Ying's.

Ever since she chased her boyfriend away, she would always just smile and say hello to Lin Qing before leaving, preventing him from getting close to her. 'You little slut, you've finally fallen into my hands.' 'This, this isn't quite right,'

a soft voice said. 'I heard he's really powerful, what if he gets angry?'

'It's okay, he's my brother's friend, come on in.'

Su Ying said confidently.

'Damn, four girls in total, let's see if they're all as pretty as Su Ying.' 'Come on in, I'm inside,'

Lin Qing called out.

The four girls filed in, standing confidently under the lights. Su Ying was third, pouting her bright red lips. 'Brother Lin, you actually came up with this method to see us, you're so naughty!'

Lin Qing flicked his lighter, lighting a cigarette, the long flame illuminating his face.

"Now you can see me, is that fair?"

As the flames died down, Lin Qing disappeared back into the darkness, carefully examining the four beautiful young women before him, radiating youthful energy.

The girl standing in the first position wore a snow-white, strapless, sheer short dress, the neckline revealing a deep cleavage and her snow-white breasts. Her slender, fair thighs were exposed beneath the dress, and black high-heeled sandals supported her long, graceful figure, outlining the sexy curves of her breasts and buttocks. Her pure and lovely oval face had red lips and white teeth, and her delicate, well-proportioned features were exquisitely shaped. Her bright, almond-shaped eyes were captivating. Her fair and delicate skin, paired with her long, black hair, made her appear refined and elegant.

"Could you please introduce yourselves? I don't even know your names yet,"

Lin Qing said, looking at the alluring figure of the pretty girl.

"Oh, my name is Sun Yao."

She stepped forward lightly, a smile playing on her lips. Her soft voice was extremely pleasant to the ear. Although her face appeared quiet and delicate, a lewd smile concealed her true nature—a wanton woman who secretly enjoyed your company.

An angelic face, a devilish heart; the soft fabric perfectly outlined the rounded curves of her breasts, her full, perky nipples rising and falling through the thin gauze, constantly arousing Lin Qing's desire.

"Her name is—"

Sun Yao glanced to her side, "My name is Zhou Ping, Brother Lin Qing, I admire you so much."

The second girl in line spoke in a clear, sweet voice. Lin Qing turned his gaze to her pretty face.

Zhou Ping was the type who could make any man's heart flutter at first sight; her seductive eyes were completely different from Sun Yao's delicate features and Su Ying's allure.

Her large, watery eyes gazed seductively at Lin Qing. Her full breasts pushed up her pale silver, sheer, collarless silk blouse, revealing her slender, fair waist. The slit in her pink tube skirt revealed her long, white, and shapely thighs, her slender yet firm calves proudly displaying their beautiful curves. Orange-yellow stiletto ankle boots made her tall, voluptuous figure appear even more striking.

Lin Qing's gaze followed her delicate calves down; the combination of her petite, alluring feet and calves was so perfect. A gold anklet adorned her ankles, accentuating the smooth, graceful curves of her insteps.

"Don't just look at us, let us see your true face too,"

Zhou Ping said, her slender waist swaying seductively as she walked flirtatiously onto the stage. She moved closer to Lin Qing, her cherry lips parting slightly, "Where's the switch?"

Flirting and coquettishness were her forte. Her mature, sexy body almost pressed against Lin Qing's, her intoxicating fragrance filling the air.

"Isn't this nice? Seeing a beauty under the lamplight is so alluring, the more you look, the more you're captivated."

Lin Qing turned his head, inhaling the fragrance emanating from Zhou Ping

's beautiful and alluring body. Zhou Ping's captivating eyes gazed seductively at Lin Qing, then suddenly reached down to his crotch, grasping his already erect member. "Hehe, I know why you didn't turn on the light, so you're hard, hehe, sisters, he's hard!"

Her full breasts trembled enticingly amidst her laughter. Lin Qing noticed that among the four, Zhou Ping's breasts were the largest and most beautifully shaped.

The other girls also burst into laughter at the same time, their different versions of laughter—'giggle,' 'hee,' 'hehe'—echoing in the spacious room. The only thing they had in common was that these clear, melodious laughs were all filled with wantonness.

Chapter 130 Four Lustful Flowers

"Alright, stop fooling around."

To escape the awkward situation, Lin Qing put on a stern face.

The laughter abruptly stopped, and the girls looked at Lin Qing with slight fear, none daring to speak.

After about half a minute of silence, the alluring Sun Yao swayed her slender waist onto the stage, her long, fair legs spread wide, her breasts lowered, and she leaned close to Lin Qing's ear, her sweet smile and soft, teasing voice saying, "Don't be angry, I was just joking. Which one have you taken a fancy to? I can help you get in touch."

Her curled eyelashes fluttered gently like two small fans, revealing a rare liveliness. Her bright, clear eyes held a tranquil and gentle gaze, her delicate oval face was small and thin, her soft, pink skin seemed like it would drip water if pinched lightly, and her slender frame was small, almost sickly thin.

Her smiling face was like a shyly blooming water lily. When she raised her face, the change in posture revealed Sun Yao's beautiful figure. Her sweet face was heavily made up, with pink cheeks and purplish lips, and her tall, slender body possessed enviable long, beautiful legs.

The tight-fitting t-shirt accentuated her youthful curves, and her ivory-smooth waist drew Lin Qing's attention. The super-short denim skirt teetered between seduction and wardrobe malfunction, while her long legs were encased in black and white knee-high stockings, which accentuated her alluring curves on her slender and graceful body.

Her slightly heaving breasts trembled gently, and her beautiful oval face was framed by captivatingly alluring eyes that blinked constantly. Her once flowing long hair was now neatly tied into a beautiful bun, catching the eye.

"Can I have them all?"

Hearing Lin Qing's answer, the four girls immediately breathed a sigh of relief and burst into giggles, each with its own unique charm

.

At this moment, Yang Yin, the last girl standing below the stage, also came up. "You're quite greedy, aren't you? I wonder if your body can handle it?"

Lin Qing turned his head and looked at her. She was also a slender and tall girl with honey-like skin that glowed with a healthy radiance. Her cloud-like hair was tied into a small bun on her head, giving her a unique charm.

She smiled, revealing shallow, alluring dimples, and gave him a flirtatious wink. Her small, well-defined mouth revealed a row of pearly white teeth, her delicate, straight nose was slightly wrinkled, and her beautiful eyes, which curved when she smiled, were as black as ink. Her charming smile revealed a delicate and captivating expression, and her smooth, exquisite heart-shaped face had the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.

Through the mesh, a sleeveless, short-sleeved black bra was clearly visible. Beneath a white mini-skirt, long, smooth, and delicate pink legs swayed gently, showcasing the perfect curves of full breasts, a slender waist, and a pert bottom. Smooth, delicate arms were white and fleshy, and rounded shoulders exuded a sexy charm.

All four girls were over 1.65 meters tall, with beautiful faces and firm breasts; they looked incredibly sexy and alluring no matter what they wore.

"Clear eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips, and white teeth" perfectly matched Lin Qing's criteria for choosing a partner. Their slender waists and rounded, upturned buttocks further aroused his desire. He

was truly grateful for that era, when everything was real and there was less pretense. Unlike now, when clothes make you look like Mount Everest, but without a bra, you're flat-chested.

Suddenly, a line from Jin Yong's novel flashed through Lin Qing's mind, and he couldn't help but

read it aloud: "Four women in one boat, what hope is there?" The girls, also well-versed in martial arts novels, gave him a flirtatious glance and exclaimed in unison, "Pervert!"

before running off the stage.

Yang Yin picked up a large bag and coquettishly asked Lin Qing, "Where should we change?"

Lin Qing stared at her heaving breasts and smiled mischievously. "Let's change here."

"Okay!"

Zhou Ping agreed loudly, reaching out to unbutton her clothes.

Lin Qing was taken aback by her boldness. "No, no, my office is open. You can change there."

Zhou Ping gracefully walked over, swaying her slender waist exaggeratedly. "Don't say I didn't give you a chance; you were the one who didn't want it."

The four of them giggled and walked away.

As the music started, the four girls returned to Lin Qing, all dressed in tight white shirts and taut jeans. Their performance was modern dance; their four slender, sexy bodies swayed to the rapid rhythm, their curvaceous waists trembling and their breasts and hips undulating, arousing my lustful thoughts.

Lin Qing's gaze scanned their varying breasts, slender waists, and long, fair legs, finally settling on their exceptionally rounded buttocks encased in tight jeans.

Su Ying chuckled at Lin Qing's lecherous stare at Zhou Ping's breasts. Zhou Ping blushed, "You're so annoying. What are you laughing at?"

Su Ying gave Lin Qing a meaningful look, "Didn't you notice? Lin Qing's eyes are glued to your big breasts, like he wants to take a bite."

Zhou Ping blushed and retorted, "You're so naughty! He's clearly staring at your butt. It's because your butt is so perky."

The four girls burst into laughter, all giving Lin Qing lewd glances.

Lin Qing forcibly suppressed his lust and watched the dance until the music ended, the four girls panting heavily from exhaustion.

Lin Qing hastily announced the end of tonight's rehearsal and rushed out the door first, trying to escape the intense temptation of their curvaceous bodies.

All night, Lin Qing's mind was filled with the graceful figures of the four girls—slender waists, full and rounded buttocks, their provocative eyes and seductive words stirring his heart. Thinking of their rhythmic swaying of breasts and hips, Lin Qing's unruly member remained hard almost all night.

The next evening, during rehearsal, Su Ying and the other three changed into light-colored, sheer, sleeveless, tight-fitting bodysuits, the shape of their bras vaguely visible, and white tight-fitting trousers clearly showing the outline of their panties, making their round buttocks appear even more prominent.

Their four pretty faces, lightly made up, wore captivating smiles, and their swaying hips exuded a thousand charms.

The alluring Zhou Ping moved with exaggerated gestures

, her breasts half-exposed. Seeing Lin Qing's gaze fixed on her ample bosom, she feigned covering herself with her hands, coquettishly scolding, "Brother Lin Qing, you're so lecherous!" Her light smile and seductive charm were captivating. Her small hands skillfully pushed against her breasts, bringing her full mounds closer together, revealing a large expanse of smooth, creamy flesh, creating an unusually deep cleavage that teased Lin Qing.

Su Ying, Yang Yin, and Sun Yao also giggled softly amidst their breathy chatter, making Lin Qing's cheeks flush red with embarrassment.

Zhou Ping, with her captivating allure, swayed her graceful waist as she approached Lin Qing. "Brother Lin Qing, come dance with me!"

she said seductively, extending her slender hand towards him with a cloying smile. "Come on,"

she whispered tenderly, making Lin Qing reach out to take her delicate, jade-like hand. Sun Yao smiled sweetly and changed the tune to a slow waltz for them.

Zhou Ping's smooth, delicate hand waved before Lin Qing's eyes, almost brushing against his nose. Her full, mature, and alluring body swayed gracefully against him. Lin Qing's hand encircled her slender waist, and with a gentle pull, he drew her fragrant body into his arms. Her

hot, soft breasts pressed against Lin Qing, displaying their alluring elasticity, and her delicate, rosy cheeks flushed with excitement. Lin Qing's penis immediately hardened, pressing against Zhou Ping's soft abdomen.

Zhou Ping opened her cherry lips wide, biting her red lips, her cheeks flushed, and gave Lin Qing a reproachful look. "You're not allowed to bring a stick into the dance hall. Don't you know that?"

Her shy and seductive expression instantly shattered Lin Qing's carefully maintained defenses.

Zhou Ping continued to writhe seductively in his arms, "Oh, it's so big. Your weapon is so scary!"

"Is that so?"

Lin Qing stared intently at the smooth, glistening skin beneath her slender neck. "Are you scared?"

Zhou Ping playfully pinched Lin Qing's cheek, smiled charmingly, and murmured in a coquettish voice, "No, I like it."

She tilted her delicate cheek back, her rosy lips parted slightly, exhaling a fragrant breath, "Mmm, mmm..."

she gasped weakly.

Lin Qing's lips pressed against her burning cheek, his heavy breaths spraying onto her neck. The strong embrace left the girl completely exhausted, her voluptuous body trembling as she leaned back, her high, firm breasts standing before Lin Qing.

The beautiful curves of her full breasts possessed an irresistible allure. Lin Qing held Zhou Ping's slender, smooth waist tightly, and lightly kissed her rosy cheek.

"You're not going to perform here, are you?"

Sun Yao's sweet, melodious voice was delightful.

"Tch...you think I wouldn't dare?"

Zhou Ping blushed, glared at Su Ying, and brought her delicate, alluring lips closer, a faint fragrance filling the air. Her expression was a strong provocation to Lin Qing; her shy, raised eyebrows and knowing eyes seemed more like a tender, suggestive hint.

Lin Qing's lips pressed against her burning cherry lips, his hand caressing her full breasts, touching her soft, bouncy bosom. "Zhou Ping, your breasts are so big and so firm."

"Don't say that, you..."

Zhou Ping gave Lin Qing a flirtatious glare, her bright eyes burning with desire. 12-28 Chapter 131 of the main text: Four Women Throw Themselves into Zhou Ping's Arms (1)

"Tch, you shameless people."

Su Ying stared at Lin Qing and the others with a wicked look. Zhou Ping glanced back at Su Ying. "You little slut, if you're so capable, why don't you come too? Don't you always say you want to do it with him?"

"Tch, nonsense."

Su Ying blushed shyly, her cheeks turning red all the way to her neck.

Lin Qing's gaze fell on Su Ying. Seeing the blush on her pink cheeks, she timidly turned her head away to avoid his gaze, looking flustered and embarrassed. He turned his body to the side, gently stroking Su Ying's smooth pink neck, and pulled her into his arms as well.

Su Ying gritted her teeth and whispered in Lin Qing's arms, her voice trembling, "Brother Lin Qing, do you think I'm... I'm so cheap?"

"How could I be?"

Lin Qing held Su Ying's slender waist and gently stroked her trembling body. "It's normal for men and women to enjoy each other's company."

"Oh, congratulations."

Yang Yin smiled lewdly and leaned closer. "Brother Lin is really something, getting to enjoy two women so quickly."

Lin Qing looked at the panting Yang Yin. "Look at you, so beautiful and alluring, your face full of desire. Are you lonely and restless too? Come, let your brother comfort you."

He gently opened his arms and stretched them forward.

"Lin Qing."

Yang Yin called Lin Qing's name passionately and nestled into his arms, murmuring tenderly. Her alluring expression was incredibly captivating.

"You're the only one left. Behave yourself."

Lin Qing turned his head to Sun Yao, gazing at her sweat-drenched body with infinite affection.

"Tch, you think you're some kind of treasure, expecting me to throw myself at you?"

Su Ying retorted dismissively, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She gracefully walked over and hugged Lin Qing tightly.

"You're so naughty! Brother will punish you."

Lin Qing reached for Sun Yao's high, firm breasts, but just as his hand was about to grasp her full bosom, Zhou Ping suddenly grabbed his hand. "You're only allowed to touch me, not anyone else."

Before Lin Qing could react, the other three burst into laughter. "Look how anxious you are! We'll let you have her."

Sun Yao sweetly kissed Lin Qing's cheek and pulled away from his embrace. Su Ying also glanced at Lin Qing reluctantly, and together with Yang Yin, gently freed herself from his arms.

Zhou Ping's soft body pressed tightly against Lin Qing. Without his embrace, she feared she would immediately slip to the ground. Her left hand pulled the man's hand to her ample breasts, while her right hand slid down to his crotch, accurately grasping his long-erect weapon through his trousers. Her slender fingers circled and gently squeezed the tip, her movements so skilled and passionate that they instantly ignited Lin Qing's desire.

He hadn't expected Zhou Ping to be so unrestrained and bold, making it difficult for him to resist. He was afraid he would seduce her on the spot, and if word got out, his reputation would be ruined.

'It's better to be cautious, take them one by one, then sleep with them all,' Lin Qing thought.

"I'm done dancing,"

he said, pulling away Zhou Ping's small hand that was kneading his crotch. "You guys practice, I'm going back to my office. Don't forget to close the door when you leave. If you need anything, come to my office."

He couldn't stand these little vixens anymore and hurriedly left as if fleeing a disaster.

Back in his office, Lin Qing casually picked up a martial arts novel and started flipping through it, but he couldn't concentrate. He sighed and covered his face with the book. Facing such alluring temptations every day, he wondered how long he could resist.

A door opened, and Lin Qing looked up to see Zhou Ping, her skirt fluttering, smiling sweetly as she entered the room, then casually closed the door behind her. She gracefully walked up to him.

"Was there something you needed?"

A wicked smile spread across Lin Qing's lips. His gaze fell on Zhou Ping's voluptuous figure. He then noticed that she had changed into a short black sheer skirt with high slits on both sides, making her long, straight legs and fair skin appear even more translucent against the black fabric.

Zhou Ping immediately nestled into Lin Qing's arms, her soft, white arms encircling his neck. "I missed you, so can't I come see you?"

Her breath was sweet and her voice lingering.

"Should I be honored that such a beautiful woman is throwing herself into my arms?"

Lin Qing's left hand slipped under Zhou Ping's short skirt, tracing the smooth, velvety thigh, its surface lingering on her delicate skin.

Zhou Ping's thighs were very sensitive; her smooth muscles trembled slightly under Lin Qing's caresses. Her body went limp, and she nestled softly into Lin Qing's arms, her face flushed like the sunset.

She symbolically reached out to press Lin Qing's hand down, "Brother Lin Qing, when did you become so lustful?"

Her light-colored, sleeveless, tight-fitting halter top had a very low neckline, revealing her alabaster breasts and half-concealing her deep cleavage, making Lin Qing want to explore its depths. He traced the outline of her thin lips with his right index finger; her clearly defined lips were incredibly sexy. His left hand quietly slipped under her skirt, his fingers tracing the shape of her vulva on her thin, gossamer-like panties.

Zhou Ping felt a surge of heat throughout her body. She gasped for breath, her breathing becoming heavy. "Mmm..."

Lin Qing kissed her thin lips deeply, silencing her impending moan.

A wave of intense shyness, mixed with a gush of love fluid, washed over her

. Zhou Ping pulled away from Lin Qing's lips, panting in his ear, "I can't take it anymore, Lin Qing, take me to your room." Faced with Lin Qing's masterful touch, she abandoned any pretense of modesty.

"Why can't we do it here?"

Lin Qing pulled down her damp panties, his index finger pressing directly against her soft, smooth lips.

"When I'm happy, I like to moan."

Zhou Ping, in a daze, flicked her tongue against Lin Qing's earlobe, her rapid, hot breath filling his ear.

Lin Qing lifted her onto the very large desk, lifting her tight-fitting tank top. Her trembling breasts bounced, the small black strapless half-cup bra offering no coverage whatsoever, most of her full, white breasts exposed outside the cups.

He grabbed the bra cup and pulled it down, revealing pink nipples that were already hard as beans, proudly standing in the center of their light pink areolas.

Judging from their tender color, Zhou Ping, though wanton, was inexperienced; her full breasts were still firm and elastic. Freed from the bra's constraints, they didn't spread apart but rather pressed tightly together, the nipples still a pale pink, without the dark hue of seasoned women—clearly a novice to the world.

Lin Qing was secretly delighted and lowered his head to kiss the pink nipples.

Zhou Ping tilted her slender, white neck back, biting her finger with her pearly white teeth.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just as their passion was raging, there was an untimely knock on the door.

"I'm coming in."

Hearing that sickeningly sweet voice, Lin Qing knew it was Su Ying. Zhou Ping glanced around, and seeing nowhere to hide, she gestured towards the table with her lips. Zhou Ping quickly slipped under the table, while Lin Qing casually picked up her book. "Please come in."

Su Ying, wearing the same short skirt as Zhou Ping, walked in and sat in the chair opposite Lin Qing. She leaned back, crossing her long, slender legs and propping them up on the desk.

Lin Qing's gaze fell on her, tracing her long, straight thighs, and he could clearly see a glimpse of her snow-white buttocks that her pink silk panties couldn't cover.

"What are you looking at, you pervert?"

Su Ying said with a light, slightly angry tone, feigning coquettishness.

"If you're afraid I'll see, then don't wear a short skirt and strike that pose. Your legs are so beautiful, what man wouldn't want to look?"

Just over a month later, Su Ying was even more mature than when Lin Qing first met her.

Lin Qing's compliment aroused Zhou Ping's jealousy under the table. She unzipped Lin Qing's pants, pulled down his underwear, and released his weapon. The moment it cooled, the tip was immediately enveloped in warmth, causing Lin Qing's gaze towards Su Ying to burn with desire.

Su Ying met Lin Qing's gaze, her heart racing. She lowered her long, straight legs. "Did Zhou Ping come to see you?"

She reached out and tugged at her short skirt.

This action was more alluring than any words. In Zhou Ping's moist, warm mouth, Lin Qing's rod grew even harder.

Lin Qing shook his head. "No." "

Really? Then where did she go?"

Su Ying frowned her delicate, neat eyebrows.

"Didn't she tell you?"

"She said she wasn't feeling well and went to the bathroom, but we've searched everywhere and haven't seen her. It's been so long, I hope nothing bad has happened to her. This girl is going crazy."

Su Ying's anxious expression was evident.

"Did she fall in there?"

Lin Qing joked casually, but Meng Tao under the table bit his stick hard, making him raise his eyebrows in pain.

"You still have the leisure to joke at a time like this? You're also responsible if something happens to her."

"What could happen in school? You think it's outside? She's probably back in her dorm."

Hearing Lin Qing's analysis, Su Ying smiled and smiled. "Hmm, more or less. Well, I won't bother you anymore. Let's practice a little longer."

Hearing that Su Ying was leaving, Zhou Ping became even more unrestrained, sucking hard on the spear, making a soft "sizzling" sound.

As soon as Su Ying left, Zhou Ping immediately crawled out from under the table. Lin Qing turned around, locked the door, and pulled her smooth, creamy body onto the desk. "What? Not comfortable under the table? Do you want me to make you feel better?"

Chapter 132 The wanton woman Zhou Ping (2)

"Okay, come on."

Zhou Ping smiled charmingly and gave Lin Qing's rod a twist. "Come on, use your big cock to treat me properly."

She smiled and gave Lin Qing a flirtatious look, her breasts trembling and her milky fragrance filling the air.

"Come on, don't just talk the talk."

Zhou Ping gently and gracefully untied her hair knot, her long black hair cascading down. She turned her beautiful body halfway, revealing her rounded shoulders. Her slender white hands grabbed the bra strap and pulled it down, exposing her plump breasts to Lin Qing's eyes, which were emitting an alluring milky color.

She turned and smiled at Lin Qing, her voice sweet and seductive: "Want to touch them?"

Her voice was clear yet melodious, and she swayed her slender waist, displaying the smooth curves of her round hips and long legs.

Lin Qing's gaze was drawn to her wasp waist and round hips, his eyes burning with desire as he stared intently at Zhou Ping's swaying hips.

Zhou Ping reached down with her hands, her round hips lifted, her soft waist arched, and the alluring charm of her voluptuous body aroused Lin Qing's lust.

Lin Qing stroked her full breasts, his fingertips gliding over her delicate skin. "You little slut, your breasts are so tempting."

He held Zhou Ping tightly, kissing her pink cheeks, touching her curvaceous breasts, and lifted her short skirt, peeling her panties like an onion, revealing the girl's rosy, delicate lips blooming like flowers in the soft light.

Zhou Ping's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were misty, and her alluring demeanor was captivating. Lin Qing looked at her, her face like a peach blossom, her brows brimming with spring, and lazily asked with a smile, "What else do you want to play?"

Zhou Ping's watery eyes flickered, glancing at Lin Qing, and she gently lifted her short skirt and tied it around her waist, whispering seductively in the man's ear, "That's right, you're 'hoeing the fields,' and I'm 'at midday.'"

Lin Qing looked at Zhou Ping's charmingly giggling appearance. The girl tilted her head back, her brows and eyes brimming with spring, her small face radiating happiness. He felt a surge of heat rising from his lower abdomen. He pulled Zhou Ping closer, making her straddle his lap, and they kissed passionately, the intimate position bringing them even closer together.

Zhou Ping pulled away from Lin Qing's lips, rubbing her smooth, pink face against his, panting heavily. She whispered in his ear, "I can't take it anymore, do me, quick."

She became aroused, wrapping her arms around Lin Qing's neck and kissing him passionately, holding him so tightly he could hardly breathe, as if she wanted to meld herself into his body.

Lin Qing was filled with desire for Zhou Ping's smooth, white body. He held her rounded shoulders, pulling her into his arms. Her soft breasts pressed against his chest, and he could no longer control himself. He lowered his head and kissed her cherry-like lips, his tongue plunging deep into hers, entwining and swirling with hers.

Zhou Ping's body went limp, her breath coming in short gasps. Lin Qing lifted her delicate body and laid her across his desk, admiring her from above.

Zhou Ping's hair was disheveled, cascading down the table like a waterfall. Her fair face was flushed, and beads of fragrant sweat clung to her straight, delicate nose. Her full body featured firm, plump breasts, soft and white, alluring and adorable. The pink nipples trembled slightly. Her smooth, delicate, and flat abdomen was adorned with a charmingly small navel. Her long, straight legs radiated a tender white glow.

On her peach-like mons pubis, only a small tuft of glossy black pubic hair formed a small triangle directly above the entrance to her vagina. Beneath the pubic hair, a rosy slit was faintly visible, with a delicate, agate-like clitoris perched erect.

Lin Qing kneaded her full, firm breasts with his left hand, his palm resting on her rounded nipples, rubbing them together.

Zhou Ping moaned softly, "Mmm, so good, mmm..."

Lin Qing gently stroked her thigh, and Zhou Ping instinctively squeezed her legs together tightly, trapping Lin Qing's right hand between her soft thighs. Lin Qing caressed her smooth, moist breasts, his tightly squeezed hand lightly scratching the inside of her thigh. Zhou

Ping's face showed an expression of ecstasy, she closed her eyes and enjoyed it, her legs loosening.

Lin Qing's hand went deep inside, reaching her wet honey hole, parting her slender thighs, burying his face in her honey hole, sucking the sweet love juice, licking her tender red lips.

Zhou Ping hugged Lin Qing's neck tightly, straightened her slender waist, and pressed her vulva close to the man's mouth. Lin Qing inserted his tongue and licked her. Her trembling body reached climax, and thick love juice gushed out. "Mmm, oh, oh, oh, it's so beautiful, oh, you're so good at this, oh..."

Lin Qing pulled aside Zhou Ping's lace panties, lifted her round buttocks, and pressed his rod against her wet honey hole. He thrust his hips and penetrated her wet honey hole. The soft vaginal flesh was stretched open little by little. The firm elasticity and ample lubrication allowed his long rod to enter smoothly. With his passionate and firm rhythm, her honey hole began to tighten, contracting the flesh walls, giving him immense stimulation.

Zhou Ping let out a low moan like a cat's cry: "Oh, my god." She bit her finger hard to keep her voice from escaping outside the door.

Lin Qing controlled the girl's round buttocks, lifting and lowering them repeatedly.

Zhou Ping tossed and turned between daze and lucidity, biting her finger, her heavy breathing echoing in the room.

Lin Qing stopped moving. Zhou Ping twisted her body in distress, but the man held her down tightly. She was about to complain when Lin Qing's lips sealed her mouth.

Lin Qing kissed Zhou Ping and thrust forcefully, preventing her from waking from her throes of passion.

"Ah, you, hmm, so comfortable,"

Zhou Ping moaned softly.

Lin Qing lifted her fair legs and placed them on his shoulders, continuing to thrust.

"Mmm, mmm, so beautiful, oh, oh..."

Lin Qing suddenly pulled his weapon out completely at once, then thrust it back in, rotating his hips once more.

"Oh, mmm, so comfortable, oh, you really know how to thrust, oh, so beautiful, oh, so good, oh..."

Just as Zhou Ping herself had said, she described her feelings loudly and meticulously, a woman who could greatly satisfy a man's sense of conquest.

Her vulva opened and closed with the thrust of the spear, drawing out copious amounts of milky white love fluid; the sounds of "plop, plop..."

were truly melodious.

After just over a hundred thrusts, Zhou Ping's uterine walls suddenly contracted tightly, sucking the spear in, the thick, hot vaginal fluid pouring onto the tip.

Lin Qing took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to ejaculate, continuing to thrust gently, teasing Zhou Ping's desire.

"Mmm, thrust harder, mmm, I want more, oh, not enough, oh, thrust me hard, please, fuck me harder."

Lin Qing withdrew the spear, dragged Zhou Ping to the edge of the table, raised her long legs and placed them on his shoulders for easier thrusting. The spear, now even larger, pressed against her opening and undulating labia, blocking the flowing love fluid from her honeyed entrance, and thrust all the way in.

"Ah, oh, yes, such a big cock, so hot, um, so thick, fuck me hard, um, um..."

Seeing Zhou Ping's lewd and slutty appearance, Lin Qing really couldn't stand it.

"Ah, hmph, fuck me to death, oh..."

The louder Zhou Ping cried out, the harder Lin Qing fucked her. Her hands grabbed Lin Qing's waist, her round buttocks thrusting upwards, the love juice in her honey hole making a "sizzling" sound as if it were being slapped.

"Um, so comfortable, um, so good, oh, hmph, it feels so good, hmph, so big, um..."

Zhou Ping moaned and hugged Lin Qing tightly, her tender honey hole tightly wrapping around the shaft, writhing and coiling, the temperature rising to the extreme, and she lay down weakly and exhausted.

Thick, scalding vaginal fluid gushed from the depths of her honeyed cave, causing Lin Qing's rod to tremble from the heat. He couldn't ejaculate before he had completely conquered Zhou Ping, so he quickly pulled out his spear and sat on the chair. "Come on, this time you're on top."

"You're so naughty."

Zhou Ping reluctantly moved her delicate body to climb onto Lin Qing, her small hands grasping his spear as she slowly lowered her round buttocks, gradually swallowing the tip into her honeyed cave.

"Oh..."

After a long, satisfied moan, she began to move up and down. "Mmm, touch me, mmm, harder, I feel so good, so comfortable."

Lin Qing kneaded Zhou Ping's heavy breasts with his hands, his spear thrusting upwards in sync with her movements, watching her intoxicatingly seductive allure.

Zhou Ping's full breasts bounced like waves, her honeyed orifice gripping the long spear tightly. Her slippery body lay on Lin Qing, moaning weakly, "So comfortable, oh, I feel so good, so beautiful. Let me rest for a bit, let's change positions, um..."

Lin Qing placed her left foot on his shoulder, the shaft of his spear scraping against her uterine wall, the tip moving in and out, causing her labia to open and close, revealing the red, plump flesh.

"Oh, so beautiful, um, so comfortable."

Zhou Ping cried out again and again, her round buttocks twisting and turning. Lin Qing reached out and grabbed her pink, plump breasts, kneading them forcefully, making her rise and fall faster.

"Oh, you're so good at this, so good, ah..."

Zhou Ping cried out with her eyes closed, her white, round buttocks thrusting in response, her wanton appearance driving Lin Qing's lust to its peak.

"Oh, harder, mmm, good job, I'll fuck you to death, mmm."

The girl's lewd movements and moans made Lin Qing thrust even more fiercely, his penis thrusting left and right inside her honey hole.

Zhou Ping raised her legs high, her round buttocks arching upwards, her clitoris rubbing against his glans. "Mmm, so good, mmm, fuck me to death."

She cried out loudly with seductive eyes, then her whole body trembled, her hands digging hard into Lin Qing's back, thick vaginal fluid shooting towards his penis.

Lin Qing could no longer hold back, thick bullets spurting from his urethra, powerfully shooting deep into her honey hole.

"Ah, I'm dying."

After a fierce battle, Zhou Ping was already very tired, but Lin Qing was still not satisfied, thrusting his still half-erect weapon.

"You can still do it? No, it's so sore."

She contracted her lower abdomen, using her yin energy to squeeze the man's long spear. "How about I get Su Ying to keep you company? She's always wanted to do it with you."

Lin Qing touched Zhou Ping's plump and elastic breasts, his fingertips flicking the hard, pink nipples. "Sure, but it would be great if I could sleep with all four of you."

"You're really greedy. I just don't know if 'it' will do."

Zhou Ping slowly stretched out her slender arm, her small hand reaching down to Lin Qing's crotch, pinching the little Lin Qing that was exposed at the entrance of his honey hole. "Be careful you don't exhaust yourself."

"Whether it will do or not, don't you know? Baby."

Lin Qing mischievously thrust his spear, which had become erect again due to the girl's alluring charm.

Chapter 133 Zhou Ping, the Promiscuous Woman (3)

"Ah, ah, don't move, I really can't take it anymore."

Zhou Ping groaned pleadingly, her slender waist twisting like a snake, her plump breasts rising and pressing against Lin Qing's chest.

"Ah, here we go again, ah..."

Zhou Ping's pink nipples throbbed. Lin Qing sat on the chair, her soft, smooth legs gently wrapped around his waist, her delicate little feet hooking his back, her soft buttocks pressing against his thighs. After the man's rapid thrusting subsided slightly, she brought her soft, red lips to his face and licked and kissed him. "How come you got hard again so quickly? Did you miss Su Ying?"

"Who told you to be so charming, making me unable to resist the temptation."

Lin Qing cupped Zhou Ping's mature and alluring face and kissed her hot, soft, red lips.

"Really? Am I really that charming?"

Zhou Ping erupted with passion, her voluptuous and alluring body undulating lightly against Lin Qing's. Her soft, slippery lips writhed around his long spear, her round, white buttocks and smooth thighs rubbing against Lin Qing's legs. Her head rested on his shoulder, her slightly parted lips exhaling hot, sweet breath into his ear, shyly remaining silent.

Lin Qing excitedly embraced her beautiful body tightly, thrusting his spear forcefully. "Does it feel good?"

he whispered in her ear.

"I won't tell you, I'll make you wait."

Zhou Ping bit Lin Qing's earlobe, her fragrant tongue lightly licking it.

Lin Qing's hand, which was around the girl's slender waist, explored along the narrow cleft of her buttocks towards her anus. Zhou Ping realized his intention, her slender waist swaying slightly as she bit his earlobe. "No, don't touch there, ah..."

Nestled in Lin Qing's arms, her blushing face burning, her smooth thighs clamping tightly together.

Lin Qing used his left hand to lift Zhou Ping's right leg to his shoulder. The momentary loss of balance caused Zhou Ping's body to slide down, and the tip of his penis, taking advantage of the change in position, thrust in a little deeper.

"Ah, good, so deep ,"

Zhou Ping moaned, twisting her slender waist. Lin Qing teased her erect clitoris with his fingertips, his right hand, which had been on her fragrant shoulder, slipped down and grabbed her full breasts, kneading them forcefully.

"Lin Qing, mmm, mmm,"

Zhou Ping's fiery red lips pressed eagerly against Lin Qing's neck and earlobes.

Lin Qing's right fingers pinched Zhou Ping's hard nipple, gently kissing her hair. "Fuck me, I want—"

Zhou Ping was intoxicated by lust, her delicate tongue slipping from her mouth, lightly licking her rosy lips, and pulling Lin Qing's right hand, which had been kneading her breasts, to her soft, bouncy buttocks.

Lin Qing gently stroked her soft pubic hair with his left hand, his middle finger pressing and kneading her erect clitoris. Sticky love juice flowed from her vulva. "You're so wet." He held

his finger, still wet with love juice, up to Zhou Ping's eyes.

Zhou Ping leaned forward, her lips forming an "O" shape, and took Lin Qing's index finger into her mouth. Her tongue passionately wrapped around it, licking the love juice from the tip of his finger.

"Mmm, mmm, I can't take it anymore, ah..."

Her ample breasts trembled slightly.

Lin Qing lowered his head and plunged into the deep cleavage, inhaling the fragrance of her skin, and began to thrust rapidly.

"Mmm, ooh..."

Zhou Ping moaned helplessly, the fiery sensation in her honeyed cave bringing Lin Qing immense pleasure.

"Ah, mmm, oh..."

Zhou Ping hummed in Lin Qing's ear, but Lin Qing's penis grew harder and harder. "Ooh, give it to me."

She sensed Lin Qing's change, clenched her teeth and tightened her lower abdomen, her smooth lips gripping the shaft tightly, her slender arms tightly encircling Lin Qing's neck, her long legs straightening on his shoulders, her honeyed cave trembling and sucking on the long penis.

Lin Qing could no longer control his movements, letting the long penis thrust in and out with inertia, the bullet shooting out, spraying deep into her honeyed cave, then quietly savoring the pleasure of the orgasm, until the weapon softened and shrank inside her honeyed cave, before collapsing weakly onto her sweaty body.

Zhou Ping gently stroked Lin Qing's damp, disheveled hair, her red lips kissing the sweat on his forehead. "Lin Qing, you, you're so capable, you almost fucked me to death." A

satisfied, intoxicated look shone in her eyes.

"Feeling good now?"

Lin Qing looked at Zhou Ping, still savoring the afterglow of her climax, and lightly licked her trembling, luscious lips. "So how are you going to thank me?"

"I knew you weren't satisfied."

Zhou Ping gently bit Lin Qing's cheek. "Still not satisfied? Is it because I'm not as pretty as Su Ying, or because my figure isn't as good as Sun Yao's?"

Her tone was full of sourness.

"How could that be?"

'Don't lose out on everything else and also drive away the one who comes to you; that would be a loss.' Lin Qing hurriedly explained, "You're beautiful, have a great figure, and are so sexy, how could I possibly dislike you?"

"Sexy my foot! You still want Su Ying and the others?"

Zhou Ping reached out and grabbed the long spear that had just withdrawn from her honey hole, her smooth little hand applying slight pressure. "Tell me, what do you mean?"

"Men, who doesn't want to try something new? Ouch, be gentle, you."

Zhou Ping pinched Lin Qing's already shrunken spear hard, making him cry out in pain. Zhou Ping gave Lin Qing a resentful look. "You won't ignore me after sleeping with Su Ying and the others, will you?

That would be so embarrassing." "Of course not, I'm not satisfied with sleeping with you every day, unless you stop me from doing it, right?" Lin Qing leered and placed his hand on her firm, plump breasts again. "You two don't even talk about this between you, do you?" "We're best friends who can talk about anything. Besides, don't you men talk about women too?" Zhou Ping playfully slapped Lin Qing's hand. "Oh, won't they interrogate you about it later?" "They'll tell you even if they don't ask. Actually, it's too easy for you to sleep with Su Ying, you don't even need my help. But I can help you sleep with Sun Yao and Yang Yin too, but I have one condition." "What condition? Tell me quickly." Hearing that he could have all four beauties, Lin Qing's breathing became heavy. "Look how anxious you are." Zhou Ping glanced at Lin Qing flirtatiously. "Looks like I offered myself up too early. Even if I don't take the initiative, you'll find a chance to sleep with me, right?" Seeing Lin Qing nod, Zhou Ping continued to ask, "So, out of the four of us, who do you want to sleep with the most? Don't lie." She stared intently into Lin Qing's eyes. "I want all four of them, really." "Oh, that's not what I asked. Who do you want to sleep with first?" "Of course, it's you." Lin Qing fondled her heavy breasts. "Liar." "Really, you're the sexiest of you all. Big, firm breasts, fair and tender skin, round and perky buttocks, long and slender legs, a slim figure with plenty of curves in all the right places, and such big breasts that are so elastic and don't sag at all. And your seductive charm is absolutely top-notch in bed." "Hmph, you really know how to flatter." Zhou Ping beamed at Lin Qing's praise. "What about the others? I want to hear your opinion." "You're all about the same in terms of figure, all tall and slender." Lin Qing pondered for a moment. "Well, if we're talking about beauty, in my opinion, it should be Su Ying. Su Ying is alluring, and Yang Yin is elegant." "And what about me?" Zhou Ping pouted slightly and slapped Lin Qing's buttocks hard. "I'm seductive, right?" "Hehe, I like seductive people." Lin Qing gently stroked her face. "Actually, you're all very beautiful. What I was saying earlier was that your temperaments are different." "What else?" Zhou Ping's anger subsided. “They can’t compare to you in terms of figure. Su Ying is too thin; I’d guess her breasts are only a 32C, but she has a nice perky bottom and good legs. Sun Yao and Yang Yin’s breasts are much bigger than Su Ying’s, probably a 33D. But they still can’t compare to you.” “What about mine? How big are they?” Zhou Ping playfully pushed her large breasts together with her small hands. “At least a 34E, right?” Lin Qing leaned down and touched the two nipples not far apart with her tongue. "Stop fooling around." The intense stimulation made Zhou Ping tremble. "I didn't realize you had such a sharp eye." She became increasingly interested in Lin Qing's assessment, lifting his chin with her small hand. "Go on." "So fragrant." Lin Qing looked up and smacked his lips. "Their skin isn't as fair as yours. Su Ying and Sun Yao are fair, but not as tender and supple as yours. I really doubt if you're from the South. Yang Yin's skin is fleshy, not fair but very smooth, and must feel great to the touch. Her butt is as big and round as yours, just a little loose, not as well-maintained as yours. I think she must have a lot of sexual experience, at least more than you. Sun Yao and Su Ying aren't virgins either, but they haven't done it many times." Zhou Ping looked at Lin Qing with a surprised expression, and after a long while, she uttered a curse, "Damn, you've studied women so thoroughly, you must have ruined quite a few young girls, right?" "Not many, look, I still haven't ruined a few of you." “Don’t pretend to be modest, you good-natured girl.” She glanced at the watch on Lin Qing’s wrist. “Oh dear, it’s almost eleven o’clock. I have to go back to the dorm. The lights have been turned off for a while, and I might not be able to get into the building.” After saying that, she climbed off me and hurriedly put on her clothes. “Don’t rush. You forgot, I’m in charge of the dorm building now.” Lin Qing looked at her trembling, alluring breasts and reached out to touch them. “Yes.” Zhou Ping smiled and slowed down her movements. “But I still want to go back early so they won’t worry if they don’t see me.” In the dark corridor of the dorm building, Zhou Ping suddenly pounced into Lin Qing’s arms. “Let’s have a goodbye kiss.” After a deep, passionate kiss with Lin Qing, she raised her head with satisfaction. “Wait for my good news. I’ll definitely let you sleep with all three of them too.” After saying that, she ran away like the wind. Chapter 134 Double Flight (1)

The next day, the atmosphere during rehearsal became somewhat ambiguous. The four beautiful and lovely girls, dressed in revealing, short skirts, displayed their sexiness, their long, smooth legs swaying gracefully, their breasts and buttocks rising and falling.

Lin Qing's gaze towards them was no longer simply one of admiration. Yang Yin, Zhou Ping's roommate, also looked at him with the same fiery lust.

Whenever Lin Qing moved around and left the cover of the stage, Yang Yin would stare intently at his crotch, her eyes hungry as if she were about to pounce on him. It seemed that Zhou Ping had greatly boasted about Lin Qing's sexual prowess to her the night before.

Su Ying and Sun Yao, seeing Zhou Ping and Yang Yin giving Lin Qing seductive glances, felt somewhat confused, their dance movements several times falling out of rhythm.

After a moment's thought, they realized that Zhou Ping must have slept with Lin Qing the night before. Su Ying's face gradually darkened, and she glared fiercely at Lin Qing and Zhou Ping, "I'm not practicing anymore, I don't feel well," she said angrily and

stormed out.

"What's wrong with Su Ying?"

Zhou Ping looked at Lin Qing with a questioning expression. Sun Yao rolled her eyes at her. "Don't you know what's wrong?"

After saying that, she turned to Lin Qing. "I didn't realize you were so quick."

Faced with the reproachful tone, Lin Qing could only give a helpless bitter smile. "Go and see Su Ying, Zhou Ping."

"Okay."

Zhou Ping had just agreed when Sun Yao stopped her. "Su Ying is in a bad mood. Don't go. I'll go instead. You don't need to wait for me."

She gave her a meaningful look. "Go do what you need to do."

She pushed open the door and chased after her.

Only the three of them remained in the spacious room.

The sexy Zhou Ping and the charming Yang Yin walked tenderly to Lin Qing's side. Their slender waists swayed gracefully, exuding a thousand charms. The intoxicating fragrance was intoxicating, and the swaying of their breasts and buttocks aroused his desire.

A thin, one-shoulder silk blouse revealed her glistening, pink neck. Her long, black hair cascaded over her fragrant shoulders, and her breasts were firm and full. Zhou Ping's mature body was especially alluring. Lin Qing, looking at her scantily clad, curvaceous figure, felt a strong urge. He reached out and grasped her soft, boneless hand, pulling her closer.

He touched her long, firm thighs, and her tall, voluptuous figure, with her breasts also thrusting out, leaned in, pressing herself against Lin Qing's chest.

A blush rose on Zhou Ping's face, her eyes sparkling with a charming smile. Her melodious voice was both sweet and seductive: "I've missed you so much, come and kiss me."

She gently parted her cherry lips, revealing her pearly teeth, and offered her warm, fragrant tongue to Lin Qing, letting him taste it. Her small hand hurriedly reached between his legs, lightly brushing against his erect penis through his trousers.

Lin Qing slumped back into the chair, pinching her round, plump buttocks hard. "Wait a minute, you little slut."

Zhou Ping glanced at Lin Qing with her big, resentful eyes, then lowered her head. Lin Qing turned to the side, reached out and wrapped his arm around Yang Yin's slender waist, touching her smooth thighs. Yang Yin's eyes widened with desire as he touched her. His hand reached under her armpit and climbed up her high, firm breasts. The round breasts in Lin Qing's hands, though not as large as Zhou Ping's, were still large enough to be barely covered by one hand, and their elasticity and feel were in no way inferior to Zhou Ping's.

"Oh..."

Yang Yin hadn't expected Lin Qing to make a move on her in front of Zhou Ping. Her slender hands, filled with embarrassment and anxiety, grabbed at the man's hand that was caressing her breasts. "No—don't..."

It seemed this little slut wasn't so open-minded yet, unable to accept the idea of a threesome. For the sake of their shared dream, Lin Qing felt he had to completely strip her of her shame. He hardened his heart, grabbed her hem, and lifted it up, revealing her black gauze bra. Her round, firm breasts stood tall, her small, delicate nipples protruding in the center of the cups, displaying an alluring shape.

"Let me go!" Yang Yin cried out , twisting her smooth, strong legs and struggling. But from Yang Yin's seductive cries, Lin Qing knew she was intentionally arousing him, intensifying his desire. He picked her up and placed her on his lap, skillfully unhooking her bra. Yang Yin's white, firm breasts and rosy nipples were instantly exposed before him. He grasped Yang Yin's full breasts, his fingers gradually disappearing into hers, the white flesh squeezing out between them as he played with her snow-white flesh. His fingers kneaded and rubbed her breasts, his mouth ravaging her hot chest and abdomen, gradually arousing her desire. "Ah, I, ah..." Yang Yin's face flushed crimson, her eyes brimming with lust. Her slender hands tugged at Lin Qing's clothes, her half-naked, athletic body burning like fire. Her long legs wrapped around the man's waist, twisting and turning, uttering indistinct, seductive murmurs: "Ah, ya..." Her soft moans and seductive gasps were arousing. Lin Qing lifted Yang Yin's short skirt to her waist, her hair disheveled, her clothes disheveled, her breasts prominent, her slender waist and full hips alluring under the light. At this moment, Zhou Ping also pressed her ample breasts against his back, her small mouth trembling with moans, her fragrant tongue tracing his lips, wiping her face, leaving warm saliva on his skin. Then she bit Lin Qing's ear, sucking on his earlobe and blowing air into his ear canal, her tongue licking inside. This little vixen always found Lin Qing's most sensitive spots; her full breasts pressed against his back, the soft, delicate touch intoxicating him. It turned out she hadn't been waiting long enough and had already taken off her top to join the fray. Zhou Ping winked at Lin Qing, playfully flicking his erect penis with her fingers. "Look, it's hard again, want it?" Her small mouth slowly moved downwards, gently sucking on his nipple, licking it with her tongue after each suck, her long, straight hair brushing against Lin Qing's body. Lin Qing's breathing grew heavier, and she licked more vigorously. Suddenly, she looked up at Lin Qing and smiled, arching her slender waist and moving her head between his legs. From Lin Qing's perspective, Zhou Ping's ample breasts appeared even fuller, her pert buttocks and slender waist forming a rounded and beautiful curve. Her long, black hair flowed down her sides, her breasts partially hidden by the hair, revealing glimpses of her snow-white skin. She pulled down Lin Qing's waistband, drew out his penis, her cool, smooth fingers encircling the shaft. She parted her lips slightly and took the tip into her mouth, sucking and teasing it with a seductive, almost erotic, manner, while giving Lin Qing a flirtatious wink. Yang Yin stared wide-eyed in surprise as she watched Zhou Ping, with her large breasts, slender waist, and long legs, kneel before Lin Qing, licking his penis. Her pretty face flushed crimson. Lin Qing, gripping Zhou Ping's hair with his left hand, thrust his hips back and forth, while his right hand caressed Yang Yin's smooth thighs, reaching her moist vulva through her panties. Yang Yin groaned, squeezing her thighs together and twisting her waist. Her firm, warm breasts involuntarily rose up to Lin Qing's face, her rounded peaks offered to his lips, the trembling nipples full of allure. Zhou Ping knelt between Lin Qing's legs, her lips pursed as she encircled the tip of his penis, her tongue brushing against the shaft. Watching such a beautiful woman perform oral sex on him sent a tingling, itchy pleasure through Lin Qing. He lifted his buttocks, trying to penetrate deeper into Zhou Ping's mouth, the tip touching the back of her throat. Zhou Ping's sucking speed noticeably slowed, her small hands pressing against Lin Qing's waist. "Oh, so comfortable." Lin Qing pushed her hands away, and she reluctantly took his penis deep into her mouth, swallowing and releasing a few times before using her lips to tease him. "Mmm, ah, oh..." Lin Qing couldn't help but groan from deep within his throat. Seeking even greater pleasure, he thrust his penis deep into the girl's mouth. His thoughts returned to Yang Yin's delicate body. His left hand slid down her smooth leg muscles and into her vulva, while his right hand kneaded Yang Yin's full and tender breasts, which were only slightly smaller than Zhou Ping's. Yang Yin moaned incessantly as Lin Qing played with her, "Ah, so good, so comfortable, I can't take it anymore." Seeing Lin Qing and Yang Yin playing so passionately, Zhou Ping jealously thrust out her breasts, tucking her long spear into the deep cleavage between her breasts, tightening her arms around her ample breasts, and licking the exposed tip of her spear with her smooth tongue, sucking hard on the shaft.

Lin Qing swallowed hard. "Zhou Ping, you're getting more and more alluring."

Zhou Ping smiled sweetly, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. "I want it so badly."

She swayed her round hips. "Give me a few strokes first, I can't take it anymore."

Lin Qing grabbed her smooth, delicate arms and lifted her up. Zhou Ping's skin was fair with a rosy glow, so delicate it seemed like it could be broken with a touch. Lin Qing carried her to the table, where her snow-white body lay horizontally, her firm, full breasts trembling. He gently pinched her pink areolas and flicked her equally pink nipples.

Yang Yin proudly stood up, her round breasts bulging, and nestled against Lin Qing. She imitated Zhou Ping's actions earlier, breathing hot air onto the man's neck and gently twisting his weapon. "You're not going to do it in front of me, are you?"

Chapter 135 Double Flight (2)

Lin Qing reached back and touched Yang Yin's very elastic breasts. He hugged her slender waist and slid his hand to her vulva. His thumb gripped her clitoris, and his middle finger entered her honey hole. The tender inner walls of her vagina tightly enveloped his middle finger.

Zhou Ping raised her breasts and 'whimpered' as she kissed Lin Qing's mouth. Lin Qing put his tongue into her mouth, hooked it around her tongue, and rubbed his long spear against her honey hole, which was overflowing with lustful fluid.

Meng Tao became excited, "Mmm, come in quickly, I can't take it anymore, come and fuck me."

Lin Qing chuckled, pushed Yang Yin down next to Zhou Ping, pushed her smooth thighs back, pulled aside the narrow crotch of her panties, and lowered his head to bring his mouth to her tender vulva.

Yang Yin must have just taken a shower before coming, her honey hole still exuding a faint fragrance of shower gel. Lin Qing's tongue parted her labia and gently touched her clitoris, and Yang Yin trembled all over, slumping weakly on the table.

Lin Qing gently bit her soft, red labia with his teeth, his tongue licking her clitoris as best he could, warm, sticky fluid slowly flowing from her honey hole, filling his mouth.

Yang Yin gazed at Lin Qing with seductive eyes, her small hands weakly clutching the man's hair. Lin Qing pressed his lips to her vulva, gently licking, his fingers slowly thrusting in and out of her honeyed depths, his tongue teasing her slightly protruding clitoris. Yang Yin's slender waist arched with pleasure, her juices flowing freely. With her eyes closed, she slowly moved her body towards Zhou Ping.

Lin Qing lifted his head, gliding over her flat stomach, kissing her small navel, then moving to her soft breasts. He extended his tongue, first lightly licking around her breasts, then sliding it up to her nipples, licking them back and forth, feeling the taut, trembling tips. His fingers, which had been moving inside her honeyed depths, were slowly withdrawn, coated with her love juice and smeared on her erect nipples.

Zhou Ping, lying prone, saw that Lin Qing had only kept the tip of his penis at the entrance of her honeyed depths and hadn't made any further moves. Looking up, she saw that he was only focused on being intimate with Yang Yin, and she couldn't help but feel anxious. So she pressed her fiery body against him.

"No, give it to me first, I can't wait!"

she gasped, grabbing the man's weapon and eagerly shoving it into her honey hole.

Lin Qing kneaded Yang Yin's round breasts with his left hand, while his right hand supported Zhou Ping's slender waist, thrusting his long spear into her honey hole.

Although the warm honey hole was overflowing with love juice, it was still quite tight. Lin Qing began to thrust, his hands caressing Yang Yin's ample breasts as he forcefully thrust in and out.

Zhou Ping lowered her head and took Lin Qing's middle finger into her mouth, moaning, "Mmm, mmm, ah..."

she clung tightly to Lin Qing, "Hurry up, I'm almost there, use more force."

Milky white, glistening love juice flowed from the entrance of her honey hole.

Lin Qing turned and sat on the edge of the table, stroking her thighs, "Baby, this time you come on top."

Zhou Ping slightly raised her round buttocks and obediently sat on Lin Qing's lap, Lin Qing rubbed the tip of his spear between her wet, slippery labia, Zhou Ping's lustful fluid flowing down the spear onto Lin Qing's pubic hair.

She knelt, her body trembling, her small hands gripping Lin Qing's pectoral muscles, panting softly. Taking advantage of the moment the tip of her penis was aimed at her overflowing, wet opening, she forcefully sat down, "Oh—I missed you so much, oh oh…"

Her eyes were glazed, her round hips twisting wantonly. The penis slid in completely, enveloped by the soft flesh of her vaginal walls, her wet labia brushing against Lin Qing's pubic hair.

Lin Qing enjoyed the warm, moist, and tight honeyed cave, the tip of his penis moving in and out, its grip and release caused by the vaginal walls. He reached out and kneaded Yang Yin's full, elastic breasts, while the heat inside Zhou Ping's honeyed cave continued to rise.

Zhou Ping's small hands wrapped around his neck, pulling his head towards her full breasts.

Stimulated by her wanton appearance, Lin Qing took her erect nipple into his mouth, his hands around her slender waist, his head buried in her cleavage, licking and biting, coordinating with her thrusts, inserting his penis to the very depths of her honeyed cave.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

Zhou Ping cried out, leaning back. Lin Qing lifted her long legs onto his shoulders and thrust in forcefully, her juices gurgling.

Zhou Ping gripped Lin Qing excitedly, her head tilted to one side, her eyes tightly closed, her vagina contracting tightly.

Lin Qing's speed increased. "Mmm, oh, you're so good, oh, harder, mmm..."

With each thrust, Zhou Ping cried out repeatedly on Lin Qing: "Fuck me, come on, from behind."

She flipped her slender body, presenting her large, white buttocks to Lin Qing. Lin Qing aimed his penis at her overflowing vagina and plunged it in all the way, moving in and out rapidly.

Zhou Ping quickly reached a blissful climax, her pretty face filled with the satisfaction of lovemaking, a sweet smile on her lips. She lay weakly in Lin Qing's arms, her breathing slowly changing from rapid to even.

Lin Qing's nostrils were filled with Zhou Ping's intoxicating fragrance. His hands roamed over her smooth, jade-like back and round buttocks, turning her body to the side, placing her long, white, delicate legs on his shoulders, and thrusting his spear deep into her honeyed cave.

Zhou Ping's delicate brows furrowed, her body trembling slightly, her small hands tightly gripping his arm. "Again? I can't take it anymore, go do Yang Yin."

"No rush, you've only had one orgasm, it's okay, I have to satisfy you."

After yesterday's experience, Lin Qing knew that after Zhou Ping had one orgasm, she wouldn't be able to withstand a storm of thrusts, so he slowly withdrew and gently inserted again.

Zhou Ping rested her head on Lin Qing's shoulder, breathing slightly, responding gently, the tender flesh inside her honeyed cave writhing, the layers of folds gently rubbing against the tip of his spear.

Lin Qing held her soft, boneless waist, squatting on his lap, guiding her to move up and down slightly. Zhou Ping breathed softly into his ear, her breath coming in gentle, continuous gasps. He kissed her fragrant hair and snow-white neck, his hands supporting her soft, round buttocks, gently thrusting in and out of her warm, soft honey hole at a slow, steady pace. Love juices flowed down his penis onto Lin Qing's thighs.

Seeing Zhou Ping gradually regain her strength, Lin Qing slowly pushed her down, bringing her round buttocks close to the edge of the table. He held her slender legs apart, standing between her smooth, white thighs, and thrust his long penis into her honey hole with a "whoosh," the tip reaching her cervix.

"Ouch, it's killing me!"

Zhou Ping twisted her waist and swayed her hips, moaning lasciviously, love juices dripping from her buttocks onto the floor.

"Ah, oh dear, it's coming again, hurry, thrust harder, oh, good, so beautiful, harder."

Her eyes were half-open and half-closed, her body was covered in fragrant sweat, her face was flushed and her posture was alluring, her snow-white round buttocks swayed and thrust up to meet Lin Qing's thrusts.

Her flower lips flipped in and out with the thrusts of the long spear, her seductive and wanton appearance was intoxicating, the long spear churning and grinding inside her honey hole, hot love juices rushing straight to the tip, her cervix biting and sucking the tip.

Zhou Ping's fair and tender shoulders swayed, a hot flow came from the tip of Lin Qing's spear, her tight honey hole convulsed and contracted violently, gripping the shaft tightly.

"Ah..."

She exhaled a long, fragrant breath, softly falling into Lin Qing's arms, her eyes closed, panting heavily, her cervix sucking the tip, "Ah, I can't take it anymore."

Her beautiful body lay motionless on the man.

The sudden stop at the peak of pleasure was unbearable for Lin Qing. He grabbed her soft, voluptuous breasts and thrust his penis into her honeyed depths with all his might.

Zhou Ping's limbs were weak and powerless, her fingers digging deep into Lin Qing's skin. "Oh, I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it, please, I really can't take it anymore."

She twisted her round hips with difficulty, using her vaginal muscles to contract and grip the tip of his penis.

Waves of pleasure washed over her, almost making Lin Qing ejaculate. He quickly stopped thrusting, pressing the tip of his penis tightly against her cervix, enjoying the sensation of being sucked.

"Wait, wait a minute."

Zhou Ping noticed the throbbing of the man's weapon and quickly told Lin Qing to pull his penis out. Her pretty face, flushed with orgasm, turned to her best friend and roommate. "Yang Yin, it's your turn."

"Ah, now, let me have my turn now."

Yang Yin blushed with embarrassment and shyly moved in. There were obvious wet patches on her panties, and her naked body was full of desire.

Zhou Ping smiled at her, while Lin Qing reached out and pulled her to his side. Yang Yin, with her delicate and lovely appearance, was both shy and anxious, her clothes disheveled, revealing her fair skin, which aroused his desire.

Yang Yin's skin was cool and delicate, her body was well-proportioned and her curves were beautiful. Her round shoulders were full of flesh, her arms were smooth and clean, her neck was long and round, and her round face, with a touch of baby fat, was adorned with dark, watery breasts that shimmered with captivating beauty. Her red lips parted slightly, and the charming fragrance emanating from her body wafted into Lin Qing's nostrils.

Chapter 136 Double Flight (3)

Lin Qing's spear was pulled out of Zhou Ping's hot honey hole. After a short rest, he no longer had the urge to ejaculate. He tightened his arms and lowered his head to kiss Yang Yin's bright red cherry lips. The warm and soft feeling made him unable to resist.

After a few light kisses, he put his tongue into her moist little mouth.

"Mmm..."

Yang Yin let out a soft hum, "You, you're bullying me."

She pouted sweetly, obediently reaching out to wrap her arms around Lin Qing's waist, her slender waist swaying gently.

Lin Qing stared blankly at Yang Yin's adorable, coquettish appearance, completely forgetting to move.

"You idiot, what are you doing? Are you coming or not?"

Yang Yin's face was already flushed red, even her delicate ears were bright red.

"You're so cute like this, I really want to devour you."

Lin Qing still smiled and didn't move.

"Then go ahead and eat me, who's afraid of you?"

"Your body is so beautiful, I have to admire it properly."

"You're not allowed to look."

Yang Yin, overcome with shyness, lunged forward and kissed Lin Qing's lips, her soft body trembling slightly against the man's, her rounded breasts pressing against Lin Qing's chest, letting him feel their full elasticity, her hard nipples pressing against his nipples.

Lin Qing gently parted her slightly parted cherry lips with his tongue, entwining it with her delicate tongue. His left hand climbed up and kneaded her rounded breasts, while his right hand traced the shallow groove on her alluring back, climbing up her firm, plump buttocks.

Yang Yin let out

soft panting, "Ah, ah..." Lin Qing grasped her slender ankles, parted her long, smooth thighs, and lifted her round, plump buttocks, bringing her soft, fleshy mound to his eyes.

Yang Yin's pubic hair was much thicker than Zhou Ping's, covering both sides of her labia and extending all the way to her small anus. The slightly curled pubic hair was covered with love juice that trickled from her vulva, emitting an intoxicating fragrance.

Lin Qing lowered his head and sucked the sweet love juice, licking her tender red labia, his tongue lightly scraping and licking the entrance of her honey hole before slowly pushing in.

Yang Yin then joined in, her playful hand pressing Lin Qing's head down, bringing her vulva close to his mouth. Hot, sticky love juice seeped from her vulva, wetting the soft hairs in her buttocks and leaving glistening droplets. The juice dripped onto Lin Qing's thighs.

Lin Qing inserted his finger into her narrow, moist opening, where it was tightly wrapped by the warm, slippery flesh. Amidst Yang Yinyi's soft moans, he gradually inserted it, finally reaching a knuckle. His fingertip was tightly gripped; he hadn't expected Yang Yinyi, the most sexually experienced of the four, to have such a narrow opening.

He twisted and rubbed his fingertip against her rosy labia, waiting for the love juice to lubricate her and allow her to adjust. The love juice seeped out continuously, filling Lin Qing's palm. With gentle movements of his finger, the small opening stretched open, and Lin Qing's finger slipped into the flowing juices.

Yang Yinyi instinctively squeezed her thighs together, her body tense and hard. Lin Qing lowered his head, his tongue exploring her tender opening. Yang Yinyi, blushing, peeked down, watching the man's finger gently moving in and out of her vulva.

Yang Yin unconsciously swayed her slender waist and plump buttocks slightly, responding to the thrusts. Love fluid gushed from her honeyed depths again, and Lin Qing withdrew his finger, smearing it on his long spear.

Yang Yin's heart pounded. "This...it's so big!"

Lin Qing gently kissed her soft earlobe. "I'll be very gentle."

The spear pressed against the entrance of her honeyed depths.

Yang Yin shyly retorted, "Who wants you to be gentle? I'm not afraid at all. I've seen all kinds of sizes."

The tip of the spear rubbed back and forth against her soft, slippery lips, the entrance overflowing with love fluid. Yang Yin tilted her head back slightly, breathing heavily with pleasure.

Lin Qing pushed forward a little further, spreading her labia and inserting it into her honeyed depths. The full, swollen feeling made her delicate eyebrows furrow slightly. The spear parted her small, tender flesh, slowly penetrating and grinding.

Yang Yin couldn't help but abandon her shyness and reserve, her forehead covered in sweat as she gritted her teeth, "This is torture! Why don't you just come in already?"

Lin Qing's intention was to be considerate of her small size, and seeing her so eager, he immediately thrust his penis forcefully into her honeyed entrance.

"Ah..."

The tightly pressed flesh was parted, and the shallow part of her honeyed entrance gripped the penis, "Hiss..."

Yang Yin gasped. Her beautiful eyes closed and her delicate brows furrowed.

Lin Qing looked at her honeyed entrance, which was stretched and deformed, and felt pity. He stopped thrusting and simply rotated it gently from side to side.

The feeling of swelling and pain was replaced by wonderful pleasure. The intense pleasure made Yang Yin twist her slender waist, "Are you going to put it in or not?"

She couldn't resist Lin Qing's slow and gentle grinding and urged him with a blushing face.

Lin Qing smiled slyly, "Put it in what?"

Yang Yin blushed and said coquettishly, "Put it in, ouch..."

She said halfway through, but then cried out in pain.

Taking advantage of her distraction, Lin Qing thrust his spear forward again, pushing open her tightly pressed labia and ramming it to its hilt.

The massive weapon was swallowed completely, causing Yang Yin to scream, tears streaming down her face. Lin Qing embraced her trembling body, licking away her tears. Yang Yin gripped Lin Qing's shoulders tightly, taking a long time to recover.

Lin Qing slowly thrust, the tip of his spear rubbing against her tightly closed, tender labia. Yang Yin awkwardly moved her round buttocks, responding to the man's thrusts, her face streaked with tears, emitting short moans from her lips, teasing Lin Qing. Beads of fragrant sweat glistened on her hot, delicate body.

The spear was quickly withdrawn, turning her tender pink labia inside out, then thrusting in again, stuffing the opened labia inside. A large amount of love juice gushed from her honeyed entrance, flowing down her lower abdomen.

Pleasure built with each thrust of Lin Qing, Yang Yin bit her lip tightly, revealing an extremely beautiful and pleasurable expression of comfort. Unlike Zhou Ping, she kept her small mouth tightly pursed, not uttering a single word, only letting out short,

delicate moans as her small nostrils flared. Lin Qing's spear tip retreated to the entrance of her honey cave, throbbing slightly. His left hand kneaded Yang Yin's firm, round breasts, making Yin Yi pant heavily. He spread her soft, smooth legs apart, his right hand's fingers swirling and teasing the overflowing juices from her vulva, his face buried in her full breasts, kissing them.

Yang Yin twisted her slender waist, panting heavily, uttering soft "hmm, hmm..."

sounds.

Lin Qing kneaded her delicate breasts, his fingers pinching and gently twisting her nipples.

Yang Yin's long, slender legs moved, her soft body revealing her high, firm breasts. At the end of her long, jade-like legs, between her dark, glossy pubic hair, her rosy lips trembled, gushing forth a steady stream of lustful fluid.

Lin Qing's mouth kissed from her neck, shoulders, and breasts to her nipples, sucking, gradually slowing his thrusts.

"I, I want you, mmm..."

Yang Yin urged indistinctly. Seeing that she could no longer hold back and finally let out a deep, wanton moan, Lin Qing rubbed the tip of his penis against her wet, slippery lips, then thrust forward violently, all the way to the end, causing Yang Yin to tremble and lift her large buttocks upwards.

He playfully poked the tip of his spear at her cervix, then pulled it out sharply. Yang Yin, flustered, stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, her starry eyes half-closed as she gazed at Lin Qing, her small mouth moving but unable to speak.

Lin Qing inserted his spear into her opening, bent down, and began thrusting, tightly embracing Yang Yin's delicate body.

Yang Yin's plump, round buttocks swayed wildly in rhythm with his movements, her hands tightly gripping his buttocks, her teeth grinding together, moaning weakly, her beautiful hair scattered messily on the pillow, incredibly alluring. Her slender waist swayed in time with the rhythm of his thrusts, her large buttocks arching upwards desperately.

"You look even more beautiful when you're horny."

"Pah, it's all your fault."

"You made you want to die and roll around on the table."

"Pah, if you say that again, I won't talk to you anymore."

Yang Yin pouted coquettishly, pretending to be angry, and Lin Qing held her tightly in his arms. Yang Yin leaned against his chest, softly and seductively.

Suddenly, Lin Qing chuckled. Yang Yin asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?" "You don't seem to like moaning during sex."

"No," Yang Yin turned to look at Zhou Ping, who was resting in a chair, "I can't moan with someone around."

"Hmm, no wonder. You sounded like a mute at first."

Yang Yin blushed. "You're the mute one."

"Lift your ass up higher, I'll fuck you from behind."

Lin Qing pulled out his weapon and lifted her delicate body. "Why are you moaning from behind?"

"It's all your fault,"

Yang Yin knelt in front of Lin Qing. "It's just stuck at the entrance, not going in. I'm getting impatient."

As she spoke, she lifted her round, plump buttocks in front of Lin Qing.

"Your butt is so big."

Lin Qing gently touched it, reaching into the crevice of her rosy flesh and grabbing a handful, causing Yang Yin to tremble. She turned back and murmured coquettishly, "Come on, I'm not full yet."

She slipped her smooth little tongue into Lin Qing's mouth, leaned back against him, and knelt down, sticking out her plump, round buttocks.

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