"The Warbling of the Oriole" - Chapter 109 (h)

Her vagina, drenched by his hot semen, contracted uncontrollably, causing his throbbing penis to ejaculate directly.
She clutched her cloak, her legs stretched taut, and tilted her slender neck back, her voice sweet and alluring.
He buried his face in her neck, where she was sucking and licking his lips deep inside her. He felt as if only half of his soul remained in his body, the other half having drifted away to who-knows-where.
The study was warm, and the fragrance of orchids and musk masked the previous cloying sweet scent.
Qi Shixiao paused for a moment, then slowly withdrew his penis from her vaginal cavity. Her vaginal cavity was clenched tightly, and his penis forced its way through layers of vaginal flesh, only to have the opening of her vagina clamp down on the glans.
He reached out to caress her vulva, and as soon as he touched the flesh, she squeezed him even tighter.
He saw that her hair was disheveled, her face flushed and her eyes were glazed, and she had a charming and dreamy look like a begonia in the rain, as if she had not yet recovered from the afterglow of the intense lovemaking just now.
The futon beneath them spread out, and large patches of their genitals stained the peach-colored cloak. He watched as her blood fell, turning the pink peach blossoms a vibrant crimson.
He called out, "Yingying."
Ru Ying slowly looked at him and saw that his temples were wet, his dark hair was like water, which made his face look even whiter, his eyes even darker, and his nose even more prominent. When he was not smiling or speaking, he did have a natural aloofness.
It's probably because his nose bridge is too steep.
She reached out and touched the bridge of his nose. He let her touch it for a while, then took her hand and said, "Yingying."
"Mmm." Her response was soft and languid.
His ears felt a little hot as he asked, "Should I come out?"
She thought for a moment before understanding what he meant, and then felt shy, whispering almost inaudibly, "Mmm."
He was stuck there, unable to move, and didn't know how to bring it up with her.
Seeing him on top of her, with a small part of his penis still inside her, she couldn't help but twist her body to look at him, as if asking him what was wrong.
As she twisted and sucked, and writhed her waist, he penetrated her a little further.
His penis swelled up a bit more.
She seemed to sense something and asked, "Why aren't you going out?"
He said, "I can't get out."
She seemed to have thought of something, and was too ashamed to look at him. Anxious, she gripped him even tighter.
He bent down and picked her up, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Two red marks were left on her back from the edge of the futon that had fallen out beneath her. He touched them and felt the marks. He picked up her clothes and stood up, intending to go to where her clothes had fallen.
Just like that night in the alley, she wrapped her arms and legs around him.
But today, her limbs felt weak, and her legs dangled limply at his sides, just as she appeared in his dream. In the dream, she said to him, "Brother, we can get married someday."
Right now, his thing is still inside her, being gripped and bitten tightly by her.
She wrapped her arms around him, pressing her naked body against his. Although they had already been intimate, the passion had subsided, and being naked together again made her feel unbearably ashamed.
The more ashamed she felt, the more he enjoyed the soft flesh of her flower cave, and streams of spring water gushed from the bottom of her cave, pouring onto his increasingly thick and hard penis.
His neck was embraced by her two bare jade arms, and his manhood was being devoured by her flower cave. As soon as he took a step, his penis slid into the depths of her vagina along with the juices flowing from her vaginal cavity.
"Ah!" she cried out softly as he teased her.
He cupped her soft, plump buttocks, guiding her vulva towards himself, and asked, "Yingying, are you feeling alright?"
She said in a trembling voice, "I'm not okay!"
She had an affair with him and thought the effects of the drug had worn off, but just as the discomfort subsided, the itching returned, making it unbearable for her.
Her words brought him back to his senses, and he realized that he had been blinded by lust. Feeling guilty, he thought of leaving and said, "I'm sorry."
She hooked one of her jade-like feet and urged him, "The drug is taking effect again, and I feel terrible inside. You...you mustn't go out!"

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