[Urban] Youthful Sexual Affairs: The Erotic Past of a Post-80s Generation (Complete) - 19-21

Chapter 135 Double Flight (2)

Lin Qing reached back and touched Yang Yin's very elastic breasts, hugged her slender waist, and slid his hand to her vulva. His thumb hooked her clitoris, and his middle finger went into 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 her tongue and twisted it together. His long penis rubbed against the entrance of her honey hole, which was overflowing with lustful fluid.

Meng Tao began to get excited. "Hmm, come in quickly, I can't take it anymore, come and fuck me."

Lin Qing 'hehe'ed, pushed Yang Yin down next to Zhou Ping, pushed her smooth thighs back, pulled the narrow crotch of her panties aside, and lowered his head to put his mouth to her tender vulva.

Yang Yin must have just showered before arriving; the faint scent of shower gel still lingered at the entrance of her vagina. Lin Qing parted her labia with his tongue and gently touched her clitoris. Yang Yin trembled all over and slumped weakly onto the counter.

Lin Qing gently bit her soft, rosy labia with his teeth, his tongue diligently licking her clitoris. Warm, sticky fluid slowly flowed from her vaginal opening, filling his mouth.

Yang Yin looked at Lin Qing with seductive eyes, her small hands weakly clutching the man's hair. Lin Qing pressed his lips to her vulva and gently licked it, his fingers slowly thrusting in and out of her vagina, his tongue scraping at her slightly protruding clitoris. Yang Yin's slender waist arched with pleasure, her juices flowing continuously. With her eyes closed, her body slowly moved towards Zhou Ping.

Lin Qing lifted his head, slid his tongue over her flat stomach, kissed her small navel, moved to her soft breasts, and extended his tongue, first lightly licking around her breasts, then sliding it up to her nipples and licking them back and forth, feeling the tautness and trembling of her nipples. His fingers, which had been moving inside her honeyed cave, slowly withdrew, coated with love juice and applied to her erect nipples.

Zhou Ping, lying prone, saw that Lin Qing had only placed the tip of his penis at the entrance of her honeyed cave and made no further move. Looking up, she saw that he was only focused on being intimate with Yang Yin, and she became quite impatient, so she pressed her hot body against him.

"No, give it to me first, I can't wait!"

she gasped, reaching out to grab the man's weapon and hurriedly inserting it into her honeyed cave.

Lin Qing kneaded Yang Yin's round breasts with his left hand, and held Zhou Ping's slender waist with his right, thrusting his long penis into her honeyed cave.

Although her warm honeyed cave was overflowing with love juice, it was still quite tight. Lin Qing began thrusting, his hand caressing Yang Yin's ample breasts as he forcefully inserted and withdrew his penis. Zhou Ping lowered her head and took Lin Qing's middle finger into her mouth , moaning,

"Mmm, mmm, ah..." She hugged Lin Qing tightly, "Hurry up, I'm almost there, use more force." Milky white, glistening love juice flowed from her honeyed entrance. 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 penis between her wet, slippery labia, Zhou Ping's juices flowing down his penis onto Lin Qing's pubic hair. She knelt, her body trembling, her small hands gripping Lin Qing's pectoral muscles, panting, "Mmm, ah..." Taking advantage of the moment the tip of his penis was aimed at her overflowing vagina, she forcefully sat down, "Oh—I missed it so much, oh oh..." Her eyes were glazed, and she twisted her round buttocks up and down and side to side, lasciviously manipulating herself. The spear slid in all the way, enveloped by the soft flesh of her vaginal walls, the wet labia brushing against Lin Qing's pubic hair. Lin Qing enjoyed the warm, moist, and tight honey hole, the tip of his spear moving in and out, the vaginal walls sometimes gripping and sometimes releasing, while he reached out to knead Yang Yin's full, elastic breasts. The heat inside Zhou Ping's honey hole continued to rise. Zhou Ping's small hands wrapped around his neck, pulling his head towards her plump 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 spear to the very root deep into her honey hole. "Beautiful, so beautiful!" Zhou Ping cried out, leaning back, Lin Qing lifted her long legs onto his shoulders, thrusting in forcefully, the juices gurgling. Zhou Ping's hands excitedly gripped Lin Qing, her head tilted to one side, her eyes tightly closed, her honey hole contracting tightly. Lin Qing's speed increased, "Mmm, oh, you're so good, oh, harder, mmm..." With each thrust, Zhou Ping moaned wildly on Lin Qing's body, "Fuck me, come on, from behind." She flipped her slender body over, presenting her large, white buttocks to Lin Qing. Lin Qing aimed his long spear at her overflowing honey hole 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 gradually changing from rapid to even. Lin Qing's nose was filled with Zhou Ping's intoxicating fragrance. His hands roamed over her smooth, round back and buttocks, turning her body to the side, placing her long, white legs on his shoulders, and thrusting his spear deep into her honey hole again. Zhou Ping's delicate brows furrowed, her body trembling slightly. She gripped his arm tightly with her small hands. "Again? I can't take it anymore. Go do Yang Yin." "No rush. You've only had one orgasm. It's alright. I need to satisfy you." Having experienced yesterday, Lin Qing knew that after one orgasm, Zhou Ping couldn't withstand a storm of thrusting, so he slowly withdrew and gently inserted again. Zhou Ping rested her head on Lin Qing's shoulder, breathing softly, responding gently. The tender flesh inside her honeyed cave writhed, the layers of folds gently rubbing against the tip of his penis. Lin Qing supported her slender, boneless waist, squatting on his lap, guiding her to move slightly up and down. Zhou Ping breathed softly into his ear, her breath coming in soft, continuous moans. 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 honeyed cave at a slow, steady pace. Love fluid 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 spear 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, her love juice dripping from her buttocks onto the ground. "Ah, ouch, it's coming again, hurry, thrust harder, oh, good, so beautiful, harder." Her eyes were half-open, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, her face flushed and alluring, her snow-white round buttocks swaying and thrusting up to meet Lin Qing's thrusts. Her labia opened and closed with each thrust of the spear, her seductive and wanton appearance intoxicating, the spear churning and grinding inside her honey hole, hot love juice rushing to the tip, her cervix biting and sucking at the tip. Zhou Ping's fair shoulders heaved, a hot current surging from the tip of Lin Qing's penis. Her tight, moist vagina contracted violently, gripping the shaft tightly. "Ah..." she exhaled a long, fragrant breath, collapsing softly into Lin Qing's arms, her eyes tightly closed, panting heavily, her cervix sucking on the tip. "Oh, I can't take it anymore." Her beautiful body lay motionless on the man. The sudden stop at the most pleasurable moment was unbearable for Lin Qing. He grabbed her soft, ample breasts, thrusting his penis in and out of her vagina with fierce force. 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 buttocks with difficulty, using her vaginal muscles to contract and grip the tip of his penis. Waves of pleasure washed over her, almost causing Lin Qing to 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 it out. Her pretty face, flushed with orgasm, turned to her best friend and roommate. "Yang Yin, it's your turn."

"Ah, now, let me do it now!"

Yang Yin blushed deeply and shyly moved in, her underwear showing obvious wet patches. Her naked body was full of desire.

Zhou Ping looked at her with a smile, while Lin Qing reached out and pulled her to him. The delicate and lovely Yang Yin's shy and anxious expression, her disheveled clothes revealing her fair skin, ignited his lust.

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, under her willow eyebrows as light as distant mountains, her dark, watery breasts shimmered with captivating autumn waves, her red and tender lips parted, and the charming fragrance emanating from her delicate 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 stop.

After a few light kisses, he put his tongue into her moist little mouth.

"Hmm..."

A soft hum came from Yang Yin's nose, "You, you bully me."

She said coquettishly, obediently reaching out to wrap her arms around Lin Qing's waist and hugging him, 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 little ears were bright red.

"You're so cute like this, I really want to eat you up."

Lin Qing still smiled and didn't move.

"Then 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, blushing uncontrollably, pounced forward and kissed Lin Qing's lips, her soft, delicate body trembling slightly as she pressed against the man's body, her rounded breasts pressing against Lin Qing's chest, letting him feel their full elasticity, her hard nipples pressing against Lin Qing's nipples.

Lin Qing gently pushed open her slightly parted cherry lips with his tongue, entwining his tongue with hers, his left hand climbing up to her rounded breasts and kneading them, his right hand climbing along the shallow groove on her alluring back and 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 dew-like drops of love fluid seeping from her vulva, emitting an intoxicating fragrance.

Lin Qing lowered his head and sucked the sweet love fluid, licking her tender red labia, his tongue lightly scraping and licking the entrance of her honey hole, slowly pushing in.

Yang Yin then joined in, her playful hand pressing Lin Qing's head firmly, bringing her vulva close to his mouth. Hot love fluid leaked from her vulva, wetting the soft hair in her buttocks, leaving glistening dewdrops, and dripping onto Lin Qing's thighs.

Lin Qing inserted his finger into the narrow honey hole, where it was tightly wrapped by the warm, moist flesh. Amidst Yang Yinyi's soft moans, he gradually inserted it, finally reaching a knuckle. His fingertip was tightly gripped; he hadn't expected that Yang Yinyi, the most sexually experienced of the four, would have such a narrow honey hole.

He twisted and ground his fingertip against her rosy labia, waiting for the love juice to lubricate and allow Yang Yinyi to adjust. Love juice seeped out continuously, filling Lin Qing's palm. With gentle movements of his finger, the small honey hole stretched open, revealing a round opening.

Lin Qing's finger slipped into the flowing, love-scented crevice. Yang Yinyi instinctively squeezed her thighs together, her body tense and hard. Lin Qing lowered his head, his tongue exploring the tender honey hole. Yang Yinyi blushed and peeked down, seeing the man's finger gently moving in and out of her honey hole.

Yang Yinyi unconsciously swayed her slender waist and plump buttocks in response, and love juice gushed out again. Lin Qing withdrew his finger and smeared the love juice on his penis.

Yang Yin's heart skipped a beat. "Wow, it's so big!"

Lin Qing gently kissed her soft earlobe. "I'll be very gentle."

His spear pressed against the entrance of her honeyed cave.

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 his spear rubbed back and forth against her soft, slippery lips, which were overflowing with love juice. Yang Yin tilted her head back slightly, breathing heavily with pleasure.

Lin Qing pushed forward a little further, spreading her flesh and inserting it into her honeyed cave. The feeling of fullness and swelling made her slightly furrow her delicate eyebrows. His spear parted her small, tender flesh and slowly penetrated and ground against her.

Yang Yin couldn't help but abandon her shyness and reserve. Covered in sweat, she gritted her teeth and said, "This is torture! Why don't you just come in quickly?"

Lin Qing had meant to be considerate of her small size, but seeing her eagerness, he immediately thrust the tip of his spear into her honeyed cave.

"Ah..."

The tightly pressed flesh was parted, and the shallow part of the honey hole gripped

the tip of the gun. "Hiss..." Yang Yin gasped. Her beautiful eyes narrowed and her brows furrowed.

Lin Qing looked at the honey hole, which was stretched and deformed, and felt pity. He stopped pushing in and just gently rotated it left and right.

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, oh..."

She said halfway and then cried out in pain.

It turned out that Lin Qing took advantage of her inattention and pushed the long gun in again, pushing it through the tightly pressed flesh and hitting the end.

The huge weapon was swallowed up to the root, making Yang Yin scream and tears fall from the corners of her eyes. Lin Qing hugged her trembling body and licked 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 penis rubbing against her tightly closed, tender vulva. Yang Yin awkwardly moved her round buttocks, welcoming the man's thrusts, her face covered in tears, pursing her lips and letting out short moans, teasing Lin Qing. Beads of fragrant sweat glistened on her hot, delicate body.

The penis was quickly withdrawn, turning her tender pink slits open, then thrusting in hard, stuffing the opened slits inside. A large amount of love juice gushed from her honeyed entrance, flowing down her lower abdomen.

The pleasure accumulated with Lin Qing's thrusts, Yang Yin bit her lip tightly, revealing an extremely beautiful and pleasurable expression of comfort. Unlike Zhou Ping, she kept her lips tightly pursed, not uttering a single word, only letting out short, delicate moans through her small nostrils.

Lin Qing's penis throbbed slightly at the entrance of her honeyed cave, his left hand kneading Yang Yin's firm, round breasts until she gasped for breath. He parted her smooth, long legs, his right hand teasing and swirling his fingers along her wet, juicy cleft, his face buried in her full breasts, kissing her.

Yang Yin twisted her slender waist, panting heavily, uttering soft "mmm, mmm..."

sounds.

Lin Qing kneaded her delicate breasts, his fingers pinching and gently twisting her nipples.

Yang Yin's long, slender legs moved, her breasts high on her soft body, and at the end of her long, jade-like legs below her slender waist, between her dark, glossy pubic hair, her rosy lips trembled, gushing forth a steady stream of fluid.

Lin Qing's mouth moved from her neck, shoulders, and breasts to her nipples, sucking, gradually slowing his thrusts.

"I, I want you, mmm..."

Yang Yin urged him indistinctly, and seeing her finally let out a wanton moan, Lin Qing rubbed the tip of his penis against her wet, slippery lips, then thrust forward sharply, all the way to the end, causing Yang Yin to tremble and lift her large buttocks upward.

He playfully touched the cervix with the tip of his penis, then pulled it out sharply, making Yang Yin stretch out her arms and hug him tightly, her starry eyes half-closed as she looked at Lin Qing, her small mouth moving but unable to speak.

Lin Qing inserted his penis into her opening, bent down and tightly embraced Yang Yin's delicate body

as he thrust. Yang Yin's tender, round, plump buttocks swayed wildly in sync 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 twisted and swayed in rhythm with the thrusts, her large buttocks arching upward desperately.

"You look even prettier when you're being seductive."

"Pah, it's all your fault."

"You made you writhe all over the table, acting like you're dying."

"Pah, if you say that again, I won't talk to you anymore."

Yang Yin pouted coquettishly, pretending to be angry, and Lin Qing hugged her tightly. Yang Yin leaned against his chest gently.

Suddenly, Lin Qing chuckled. Yang Yin asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?" "You don't seem to like moaning."

"No," Yang Yin turned to look at Zhou Ping, who was resting in a chair, "I can't moan when there are people around."

"Hmm, no wonder. You sounded like a mute at first."

Yang Yin blushed, "You're the mute one."

"Lift your butt 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, "You're just sticking it in 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 rosy crevice and grabbing a handful, causing Yang Yin to tremble. She turned back and murmured coquettishly, "Come on, I'm not full yet."

Her smooth little tongue went into Lin Qing's mouth, her body arched back against Lin Qing and twisted, kneeling down and sticking out her plump buttocks.

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Lin Qing tenderly caressed her, lifted his spear, and gently pressed it against her tight little chrysanthemum. Yang Yin's big eyes were watery and she glared at him, shyly and coquettishly saying, "Don't put it in the wrong place."

Her little hand reached under her buttocks and grabbed the man's weapon. Her slender fingers parted the crevice, revealing the bright red and tender opening.

Lin Qing thrust his penis in and began to pump continuously. Yang Yin responded with a seductive smile. Lin Qing's hips pressed tightly against her smooth, round buttocks. He tilted his head, admiring her alluring demeanor. The entrance to her honeypot emitted soft, wet sounds as it smacked against his penis. The girl's slender waist writhed, her breasts and buttocks undulating, arousing his desire.

Yang Yin closed her eyes slightly, her slender waist sinking gracefully. Her plump buttocks pressed tightly against the man's lower abdomen, her body assuming a beautiful angle. Her hot, tight honeypot gripped his penis tightly, her soft, plump buttocks twisting desperately.

Lin Qing held her slender waist tightly, and Yang Yin gripped his hand tightly in return. With each twist, she let out intermittent moans and gasps, "Mmm, mmm, harder, mmm..."

Lin Qing forcefully tilted her to the side, turning her to lie on her side on the long table. He thrust and pulled repeatedly, and Yang Yin's small hands behind her back, gripping his buttocks. "Good, good,"

she cried out, her eyes half-closed, her honeyed orifice contracting tightly. She reached orgasm, her plump buttocks trembling, her whole body limp, crying out, "No, I can't take it anymore, stop!"

Lin Qing hadn't ejaculated yet. His penis, still soaking in her warm, wet honeyed orifice, ground forcefully deep inside. Yang Yin's body tensed, her delicate frame convulsing and collapsing limply. Even after Lin Qing's penis was freed from the confines of her honeyed orifice, it remained erect.

"Zhou Ping, save me, save me!"

Yang Yin's head rested in the crook of Lin Qing's elbow, her round, plump buttocks nestled between the man's legs, her long legs bent to one side, pleading for help from Zhou Ping.

"I haven't recovered yet, let's wait a bit."

Zhou Ping obediently lit a cigarette for Lin Qing, put it in his mouth, rested her head on his right arm, and leaned her head against his chest, gently stroking his nipples with her fingers. She whispered, "You should rest for a while too."

Both of them were too exhausted to continue. Lin Qing turned over and sat on the large leather chair, with Zhou Ping and Yang Yin on either side of him. Two pairs of firm breasts swayed slightly against his body, their long, black hair cascading over their high, firm breasts, brushing against his face with their long breaths. He stretched back comfortably, his gaze lingering on their voluptuous bodies.

On the left, Zhou Ping's slender yet full figure was curvaceous, her snow-white skin smooth and delicate, her breasts high and firm, her light pink nipples adorable. Beneath her ample breasts, her smooth, white abdomen contrasted sharply with her slender waist, large breasts, and rounded buttocks. Her long, slender legs, with their graceful lines, were smooth and white. Except for a small tuft of thick, glossy black pubic hair on her vulva, her entire body was as white as jade, shimmering with an alluring pink glow under the spotlight. Her watery eyes gazed at him tenderly, her cherry lips slightly parted, her fragrant tongue protruding—a quintessential bed goddess.

Yang Yin, on the right, had a slightly round face, delicately arched eyebrows, and bright red cherry lips adorned with pearly white teeth. When she smiled, two charming dimples appeared. Her perfectly proportioned body had soft, smooth skin, rounded breasts, a flat stomach, and a slender waist that outlined a complete, beautiful curve. Her straight, long legs were soft yet firm and elastic, her vulva high and prominent, with thick, long, curly pubic hair extending all the way to her anus, displaying a strong desire.

Yang Yin's bright red clitoris glistened with a lascivious sheen at the tip of her soft, slippery vulva. A slight flaw was that her rounded buttocks were soft and slightly sagging, unlike Zhou Ping's firm, perky shape. Her pink areolas were also large, like coins, and her nipples were a slightly dark red, adding to her less-than-perfect appearance. While her words and actions weren't as wanton as Zhou Ping's, the tightness of her vagina was far superior.

Seeing Lin Qing deep in thought, Zhou Ping and Yang Yin stared intently at him with their four large, watery eyes, asking in unison, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhou Ping's soft moans were melodious and sweet, while Yang Yin's gentle whispers were soothing and captivating.

"I was thinking, how about we end it here tonight?"

Although he hadn't ejaculated, the continuous lovemaking had left Lin Qing somewhat tired.

"Don't even think about it, I've already rested enough,"

Zhou Ping pouted.

"Women are really something! No wonder the Analects says there are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not fields that are ruined by plowing."

"Are you kidding me?"

They both laughed so hard they almost fell over, their ample or rounded breasts swaying intoxicating waves. Zhou Ping reached out and pinched Lin Qing's chest. "Where in the Analects is that line?"

"Hehe, the Analects you read is different from what I'm saying. Confucius's is outdated; now it's Lin's. You should memorize it and teach it to your sons in the future."

"Go to hell, you think you're a saint?"

Yang Yin also giggled and pinched Lin Qing's thigh.

"You two authors of the Analects, Lin Zi, come and give me a kiss."

Lin Qing pressed her lips to Zhou Ping's pouting lips, her hands starting to move. She wrapped her left arm around Zhou Ping and her right arm around Yang Yin, kissing her left and then her right, and the embrace grew tighter and tighter.

Four firm, elastic breasts pressed tightly against Lin Qing's chest, and Yang Yin couldn't help but let out soft moans: "Ah, hum, um, um."

Zhou Ping's fair, smooth thighs were warm, her vulva parted, and love juice overflowed from her cervix, washing over her tender red flesh and making soft, seductive moans: "Ah, ah, so itchy, hum, hum, um..."

Her small hands trembled as she gripped and squeezed the man's penis.

Yang Yin's slender hand also reached between Lin Qing's legs, but upon touching Zhou Ping's hand, it slid down to grasp the penis and gently knead it.

Seeing that Yang Yin had accepted the threesome, Lin Qing straightened his back, protruding his lower abdomen to the maximum extent, allowing their small hands to knead it to their heart's content. Zhou Ping and Yang Yin simultaneously turned their heads to kiss his cheeks, their soft bodies pressed against him, their four white, round breasts squeezing and rubbing together, emitting sharp moans.

Lin Qing embraced them on either side, touching their pink cheeks, inhaling their body fragrance, savoring their lips, appreciating the wonderful taste of their tongues, and kneading their four round, firm breasts to his heart's content.

Zhou Ping's face flushed crimson, her slender hands caressing the long spear, her warm tongue licking Lin Qing's earlobe. Sweet saliva welled from Yang Yin's cherry-like mouth, her small tongue probing and sending saliva into his mouth as well, her small hands playing with the penis.

Lin Qing pressed their heads down with both hands, Zhou Ping giving him a flirtatious glare, then lowered her head to his crotch, her cool, delicate hands gently gripping the shaft, her lips slightly parted, sucking hard on the tip.

Yang Yin, her face flushed, knelt beside Zhou Ping, her wide eyes watching Lin Qing's glans appear and disappear between her lips. Zhou Ping sucked on the tip with a 'sizzling' sound, occasionally licking the shaft with her fragrant tongue, her beautiful eyes rolling upwards at Lin Qing with a wanton, seductive gaze. Infected by her wantonness, Yang Yin timidly leaned in and pressed her cherry lips to the shaft, her red tongue lightly licking the engorged vein.

Seeing Yang Yin also licking Lin Qing's penis, Zhou Ping, as if jealous, reached out her small hand to encircle the lower edge of the shaft. Yang Yin's cherry lips had no choice but to slide down to the base of the shaft and lick the pellet. She also reluctantly reached out and grasped the shaft below the tip, her two small hands completely covering the long shaft.

Lin Qing felt that Zhou Ping's slender hands were smooth and delicate, while Yang Yin's were slightly rougher, but the friction created by stroking them was more comfortable.

Looking down at their strikingly different faces, Zhou Ping, though lightly made up and with alluring eyes, was not as fresh and beautiful as Yang Yin upon closer inspection. Of course, she was more seductive and alluring than Yang Yin.

The two women competed in sucking and swallowing, their strength increasing and their speed increasing. Although Yang Yin's technique was not as good as Zhou Ping's, she sucked the pellet into her mouth and sucked hard, further counteracting Lin Qing's resistance.

The intense pleasure brought Lin Qing to the brink of collapse. He quickly bent down and patted their plump buttocks, saying, "Stop."

He pulled Yang Yin's smooth, delicate body up, "You straddle my head, I'll lick you. Zhou Ping, you lick me."

Yang Yin happily used her hands to pry open the labia of her honey hole, revealing the bright red, tender flesh, and half-squatted across Lin Qing's face, aiming at his mouth.

Zhou Ping knelt between Lin Qing's legs, her alluring eyes fixed on the glistening tip of his penis, soaked in her and Yang Yin's saliva. The bulging veins along the tip coiled around the shaft. She greedily grabbed the penis and sucked it desperately into her mouth.

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Yang Yin's honey hole was aimed at Lin Qing's mouth. Lin Qing licked the red and tender flower lips, tilted his head back and sucked the flower core, making Yang Yin's whole body tremble. Her fat buttocks pressed down, and the lustful water rushed out from the honey hole. She clenched her silver teeth, the inner wall of the honey hole twisted, clenched her fists, bent and stretched her long legs, twisted her waist and rotated her hips. Her black hair flew in the air, her willow eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she made a muffled moan: "Oh, oh, it's too, torturous, person."

Zhou Ping's pretty face moved back and forth, her red lips closed and held Lin Qing's spear head, her lilacs curled up, her pearly teeth gently biting, making his spear swell. "Ah, it's so itchy, um, oh, um..."

Saliva flowed out from the gap beside the gun, so tired that she gave up sucking with her mouth, gently exhaled a long breath, and looked at Lin Qing with charming and spring-like eyes: "Why haven't you ejaculated yet? My mouth is numb."

She got up and sat on Lin Qing's waist, grasped the gun with her hand, and sat down hard with her honey hole aimed at the gun head, swallowing the gun head completely. "So thick!" She moved

her round buttocks up and down.

Lin Qing's gun was tightly gripped by the inner walls of his honey hole, which also stretched the narrow cavity to the point of bulging. The tingling and sour pleasure stimulated Zhou Ping to lower her soft breasts and pant: "You really, really killed me."

Her big breasts rubbed against Lin Qing's chest, her hands hugged him tightly, her red lips kissed his cheeks like raindrops, her round white buttocks moved up and down, swaying left and right and rubbing back and forth, each time making the gun head rub against the cervix, her big breasts swayed and shook, and fragrant sweat splashed like rain.

"Quick, quick, touch, rub me."

Zhou Ping's body swayed and trembled. Lin Qing reached out and grabbed her plump breasts, caressing and kneading her erect nipples, while her buttocks arched upwards in coordination with her movements.

Zhou Ping's eyes rolled back in her head from the intense stimulation, while Lin Qing continued to lick Yang Yin's clitoris. Both women writhed on Lin Qing's body, moaning, "Ah, so comfortable, fuck me to death, it feels so good."

"Ouch, ouch, you, licking, it's so wonderful."

Zhou Ping's body went limp and weak as she pressed against Lin Qing, but she pushed Yang Yin away from Lin Qing's head. Seeing that Zhou Ping had reached her climax, Yang Yin quickly pushed her off, flipped over and straddled Lin Qing's waist. Her slender hand grasped the spear and aimed it at her honey hole. With a gentle slump, she inserted the spearhead into her flesh, exhaled a breath, sweat dripped down her face, and she gritted her teeth, "Ouch, oh..."

She carefully moved her round buttocks up and down repeatedly until the spear was fully inserted. By this time, her face had turned pale, her honey hole was swollen full, and there was no gap between her labia and the spear.

"Oh, it's so full, so full."

Lin Qing's penis moved in and out of her honey cave, rubbing against her tender flesh. "Oh, it feels so good, so beautiful, so wonderful."

The wonderful pleasure made Yang Yin abandon her restraint, twisting her slender waist and turning her plump buttocks, imitating Zhou Ping's wanton moans.

Lin Qing also reached out and kneaded her round, full breasts, thrusting his buttocks upwards with force, his long penis pressed tightly against the entrance of her honey cave.

"Oh, a little lighter, it's all the way in."

His penis even touched her cervix, Yang Yin's starry eyes rolled, and she moaned wantonly, "Oh, that's great, oh."

She leaned down and hugged Lin Qing even tighter, her round breasts pressing against the man's chest, her plump buttocks twisting desperately.

Yang Yin's moans spurred Lin Qing on. He thrust upwards, and Yang Yin pressed down, their movements becoming increasingly synchronized. "Oh, I... I can't take it anymore, oh!"

Yang Yin's vaginal walls contracted and sucked at the tip of his penis, releasing a torrent of vaginal fluid that soaked her pubic hair. Exhausted, she pressed herself against Lin Qing.

Lin Qing embraced Yang Yin's smooth, delicate body, rolled over, and placed her alluring form on the long table. Her flat stomach was free of any excess fat, her alluring navel sparked his imagination, and the thick, dark pubic hair surrounding her vulva caused her honeyed opening to ooze a stream of love juice, making his blood boil.

Yang Yinqiang opened her clear, starry eyes and looked at Lin Qing with pleading eyes: "Again? I'm so tired. Go find Zhou Ping."

"Just a little longer, I'm almost there too. How can I say I've truly won you over if I don't ejaculate inside?"

Lin Qing pressed his lips against her soft cherry lips, his tongue swirling inside her open mouth. He pinched her firm nipples, leaned down and pressed his upper body tightly against her elastic breasts. His lower abdomen and thighs pressed intimately against her smooth, delicate skin. He teased her wet, slippery slits and pushed in half an inch. Her tight, honeyed entrance gripped the tip of his penis. He hugged her plump buttocks and thrust hard, inserting his penis to the very root into her tight honeyed entrance, his pubic bone pressing against her bulging mons pubis.

Yang Yin's slender waist swayed gently, her smooth arms wrapped around Lin Qing's back, and her long legs lightly entwined around his waist. Lin Qing enjoyed the tight, moist sensation of her vagina, and pressed his lips to Yang Yin's thin, cherry-like lips. Yang Yin parted her lips slightly and drew Lin Qing's tongue into her mouth, his soft little tongue contracting shyly.

His penis moved gently in and out of her vagina, the tip scraping against the tender, moist flesh, causing slight spasms. Sweet saliva welled in Yang Yin's mouth, her little tongue intertwining and playing with Lin Qing's, her long legs tightly gripping his waist.

"Oh, faster, I can't take it anymore, faster!"

She thrust rapidly beneath Lin Qing, moaning wildly, her hands gripping his buttocks, her long, slender legs wrapped tightly around his waist, her swollen mons pubis pressed against him, preventing his penis from moving

freely within her honeyed depths. Lin Qing's penis, deep inside her, pressed against her cervix, the hot love juices making it tingle and numb. The powerful spasms and contractions of the tender flesh of her vaginal walls finally broke his restraint, and he ejaculated thick streams of semen.

Zhou Ping trembled as if in spasms, "So hot, so comfortable."

Her long legs clung tightly to Lin Qing's waist, preventing his penis from withdrawing.

She touched Lin Qing's chest, looking at him with a satisfied expression: "Are you satisfied now?"

Lin Qing kissed her smooth, flowing, waist-length hair, "Aren't you satisfied?"

"You're so capable, what woman wouldn't be satisfied?"

Yang Yin paused, "How come your thing is so big? It's made me all swollen."

"What thing?"

Lin Qing cupped her round face, looking into her eyes.

Yang Yin blushed slightly under Lin Qing's gaze and lowered her head timidly.

Zhou Ping, laughing lewdly, chimed in, "It's a dick toy

, isn't it?" She leaned closer to Yang Yin, "How about it? I wasn't bragging, was it? Did you enjoy being fucked? You little slut, look at how much you drooled last night, you almost flooded the bed."

Yang Yin felt embarrassed by her words and retorted, "If you're not slutty, you'd offer yourself up to be fucked."

"Oh, you dare say that? If I hadn't offered myself up, would you have tasted Lin Qing's big dick today? Look at your slutty self, you never moan in bed, do you?"

"I don't moan as slutly as you do."

"I want to, I've always been like this, unlike you who hide it all, just humming incoherently."

Hearing their argument, Lin Qing couldn't help but laugh, a puff of smoke getting into his throat, and he coughed violently twice.

The two hurriedly turned to look at Lin Qing, asking with concern, "Are you alright?"

Lin Qing shook his head, "I'm fine. Shouldn't you go back and check on Su Ying?"

"Tch."

Zhou Ping mimicked Su Ying's tone and glared at Lin Qing, "You still miss her? Okay, I'll go back and check."

"It's not that I miss Su Ying, but you don't care about her. If anything happens to you, I'll care about you too."

"I know you're sentimental, but I'll definitely let you have your way."

Zhou Ping turned to look at Yang Yin, "Get up and get dressed. You don't want to wait until I leave to do it again, do you?"

"Do it my foot, my bones are still sore."

Yang Yin lazily got up and put on her dress.

Chapter 139 Flower Picking Girls' Dormitory (1)

On Friday, every student was in high spirits. The week of study was over, and they could go home and relax for two days. Su Ying and the others didn't have to rehearse in the evening, and Lin Qing was happy to have some free time.

At noon, he received a call from Song Bing, saying that the brothers wanted to get together in the evening and find some entertainment. After lunch, Lin Qing began packing his things, preparing to slip away as soon as school was over.

In the office, he whistled happily, imagining his evening revelry, when Zhou Ping pushed open the door and walked in.

She wore a pink and white sleeveless short-sleeved cheongsam, her fair arms exposed, looking incredibly sexy. The cheongsam was adorned with large pink peonies, and the tight-fitting fabric accentuated her high, full breasts and slender waist. As she walked, the slit revealed glimpses of her soft, white thighs. The dress perfectly showcased her figure.

Seeing Lin Qing's excited expression, she paused slightly. "What's making you so happy? Did another little girl agree to sleep with you?"

"Hehe, that's all you think about me."

Lin Qing looked at her curvaceous figure and exclaimed, "Your figure is amazing. Wearing this dress, who would believe you're only eighteen?"

"Really?"

Zhou Ping's face lit up with excitement. "Then what do I look like?"

"Like a socialite in 1930s Shanghai."

"Go to hell, calling me a prostitute."

She reached out and pinched me.

"Not a prostitute, more like a wealthy lady, okay?"

Lin Qing chuckled and grabbed her smooth, cool little hand. "What do you need from your brother?"

"Nothing now."

Zhou Ping said with a disappointed tone.

"What's wrong? Is something bothering you? Tell me, I'll help you."

"No, what are you thinking? I was originally planning not to go home and stay here with you. But it seems you have plans for tonight, so you don't need me. Never mind, I don't want to force you."

Lin Qing hadn't realized this little vixen, besides being wanton, was actually quite understanding. He was starting to like her. "Song Bing invited me to 'The Rich's Club' for drinks tonight. I haven't seen those brothers in ages. It's not about meeting girls, aren't you guys enough?"

Zhou Ping beamed. "Take me with you, I haven't been there yet. I heard it's really high-class."

"No way, you'll be walking into a den of wolves. It's full of perverts."

"I'm not afraid! Aren't you a big pervert yourself?"

"That still won't do. I wouldn't give you to them."

Seeing Lin Qing's firm refusal, Zhou Ping forced a smile. "Okay, then I'll let you do it alone, alright?"

"If you want to go to 'The Rich's Club, I can take you there myself sometime. I'll be there too, you won't have to join the fun."

"Really? Then go back to school on Saturday, I'll come with you. Maybe I can even give you a gift."

"What gift?"

"We'll see. Remember, I'll wait for you in the dorm on Saturday night, don't forget if you're drunk."

Zhou Ping chuckled and pinched Lin Qing's crotch before turning and leaving.

After checking the afternoon attendance, Lin Qing left the school, hailed a taxi at the gate, and headed straight to Song Bing's house. Li Qingyang and Tang Ning were already waiting there.

"It's only a little past two, let's play some mahjong, the others won't be here so soon."

Song Bing led Lin Qing and the others into a room with only a mahjong table.

Song Bing's house was damn luxurious; the mahjong room was over twenty square meters. "Rich people are really something, this room is much bigger than my living room."

Lin Qing exclaimed as he sat down in the large chair. "The chair is softer than my bed."

"Alright, alright, if you keep praising your second brother, he'll get cocky."

Li Qingyang chuckled as he looked at Lin Qing. "Lin Qing is trying to flatter his second brother until he's dizzy, so he can win a few more rounds."

Tang Ning interjected, "You don't understand, Qingyang, this is called psychological warfare."

"You know me so well, Ning-ge."

Among the group of brothers, Lin Qing was the youngest, and as the youngest, he also had the sweetest tongue.

The card game that day was strange. The "Two of Bamboo" seemed to have a special fondness for Lin Qing; whenever it was a "treasure" or Lin Qing won with it, it never failed to come, practically appearing effortlessly. "Treasure Jacket!" When I slammed the "Two of Bamboo" onto the table again, Tang Ning couldn't hold back any longer. "Damn it, while we were gone, how many girls' breasts did you touch at school? Are those bras your relatives?"

Li Qingyang and Song Bing also leaned on the table, looking at Lin Qing: "Confess now."

"Not many, not many."

Lin Qing chuckled awkwardly.

"Alright, now we're the big boss at school, we're influential in both the legitimate and underworld circles. It's like that movie that came out a couple of days ago, what was it called again, Qingyang?"

"It's 'Fight Back to School'."

"Right, right, then from now on we'll call you 'First Middle School Dragon'!"

"Dragon is fine, don't include 'First Middle School' or anything like that."

"Hahaha..."

Everyone laughed together.

That night, it was the same 'Luxury House' restaurant again: private room, imported liquor, lecherous glances at the hot girls at the disco, back at the hotel cuddling with girls, and then drinking again at noon.

In the afternoon, Song Bing drove the still-drunk Lin Qing back to school. Lin Qing dragged his tired body back to his room, collapsed onto the bed without even taking off his clothes, and fell asleep.

He didn't know how long he slept when he was awakened by a rapid knocking on the door. Opening his eyes, he saw it was already dark.

He groggily opened the door, and Zhou Ping stood there, pouting angrily. "You haven't forgotten I was waiting for you, have you? It's so late, still sleeping?"

Her short-sleeved shirt had a low neckline, exuding a faint fragrance. Lin Qing looked at her full breasts, rounded shoulders, and her round, large, pert buttocks encased in her short skirt, and sighed, "What a beauty." His body, still not fully sober from the alcohol, was immediately filled with desire.

He placed his hand on Zhou Ping's rounded shoulders, close to her still slightly damp hair, took a deep breath, inhaling the faint fragrance of her hair, and gently kissed her neck, his lips touching her smooth skin.

Zhou Ping's breathing quickened, and she leaned against Lin Qing, hugging him tightly. Lin Qing couldn't wait to find her moist, soft lips, and Zhou Ping extended her fragrant little tongue, eagerly exploring Lin Qing's mouth. Lin Qing held her soft body, his long spear pressing hard against her lower abdomen.

Zhou Ping's waist and back were very voluptuous, and the feel of her skin was extremely comfortable. Lin Qing kissed her as he sat her back on the bed, his hand slipping under her clothes to touch her soft breasts through her thin bra.

"Ah, no, don't rush,"

Zhou Ping writhed her soft body. "Let's go to my place, I don't want to be here, Lin Qing—"

She moaned softly, pulling away Lin Qing's hand from her breasts and standing up. "Let's go."

Lin Qing followed her, tiptoeing out of the classroom and dormitory building. The campus was quiet on Saturday. The cool evening breeze carried Zhou Ping's alluring fragrance into his nostrils, and the twinkling stars in the clear night sky intoxicated him.

He pulled the voluptuous body nestled beside him, touching and kissing Zhou Ping's glistening skin exposed outside her clothes.

"Stop it, it'll be bad if the dorm supervisor sees us,"

Zhou Ping broke free from Lin Qing's embrace and ran into the girls' dormitory building. Lin Qing waited at the door for a moment before also entering the girls' dormitory.

Although Lin Qing was the de facto head of the student affairs office, she rarely inspected the girls' dormitories for image reasons. She was wondering what excuse to give the auntie on duty when she saw her fast asleep at her desk.

Lin Qing secretly rejoiced and slipped inside. Relying on her limited memory of dormitory inspections, she found her way to Zhou Ping's room. The door was slightly ajar, letting in a dim, yellowish light. At

the city's No. 1 High School, there were fewer girls than boys. In dormitories of the same size, six or seven boys crammed into four-person rooms on bunk beds, while the girls usually chose to live in small groups with close friends, leaving empty spaces in every room. Those who preferred quiet even lived alone.

Zhou Ping and her friends occupied two rooms, sometimes sleeping together, sometimes mixed together like flowers in a garden.

Lin Qing pushed open the door and went in, closing it behind him. He then embraced Zhou Ping's body from behind, feeling the alluring elasticity of her shapely buttocks. He lowered his head to kiss her fair and delicate neck, his hands sliding down her rounded shoulders to unbutton her high, full breasts. Zhou Ping's shoulders trembled slightly, her blouse slipping down her tender white arms. Lin Qing's hand found the hook of her bra, gently clipped it, and then pulled it off from the front, bringing it to his nose to smell. "So fragrant."

Zhou Ping gave Lin Qing a shy glare, slowly turning around. Her firm, full breasts swayed gently, creating white waves, the pink nipples in the center of her pale areolas slightly erect.

Lin Qing greedily grasped and squeezed her full breasts, licking and sucking her nipples. Zhou Ping's face flushed with excitement. Lin Qing released her slender waist, lifted her short skirt, revealing a small pink thong, and slipped his fingers inside, pulling it down to her knees, gazing at the round curves of her fair, smooth buttocks.

Zhou Ping bent over, pulled her pink panties down to her ankles, and stepped out, her delicate little feet. She turned her body to the side, clamping her long legs together, and looked at Lin Qing with a fiery gaze. "You still won't let me undress completely? You're such a pervert!"

Her sparse pubic hair couldn't cover her bulging vulva. Her fair thighs were long and straight, without a single gap when she stood there. Her knees were round, her calves were slender and shapely, and her delicate little feet were also white and tender. Her boneless body threw herself into Lin Qing's arms. "I missed you so much. I can't live without you for a day."

She kissed Lin Qing's face desperately, moaning and panting hotly in his ear.

Lin Qing lowered his head and took her full breasts into his mouth, licking the pink nipples with his tongue. His left hand grasped and squeezed and rubbed her breasts, while his right hand touched the smooth skin of her inner thighs. Zhou Ping panted and spread her legs, arching her back, presenting her mons pubis to Lin Qing's fingers, her hands hurriedly unbuttoning Lin Qing's clothes and belt.

Chapter 140 Flower Picker's Dormitory (2)

"Come, go to the bed."

Zhou Ping pressed herself tightly against Lin Qing, every inch of her soft body in close contact with him. Her nipples hardened in his mouth. She looked down at Lin Qing, her rough breath spraying onto his face. Her pubic hair rustled under his caresses.

Lin Qing used his fingers to separate the fleshy slit covered in sticky love juice. His middle finger touched the hot honey hole in the middle of her flower lips, bent upwards and slowly probed in. He inserted it into the steaming honey hole and stirred it in circles. He bent it up and picked at the rings of flesh inside. Zhou Ping's sexy and alluring body trembled. She hugged Lin Qing's head tightly with both hands and groaned indistinctly with her mouth close to his ear: "Oh, oh..."

Her pink face flushed red. Her spring passion was budding. She put her red and fragrant tongue into the man's mouth and quietly raised her left hand that was holding her up, and put her soft breast into his palm.

Lin Qing had already noticed that while Zhou Ping wasn't the most beautiful among the four women, her voluptuous and smooth body was incredibly alluring. He kneaded her breasts, causing her to let out wanton moans, her large, watery eyes gazing at him with lustful desire: "I can't resist anymore."

Lin Qing's right hand touched her wet vulva below her mons pubis. "Come on, turn around, wrap it for me."

Zhou Ping twisted her burning body, presenting her shapely buttocks to Lin Qing in a very seductive pose, swaying them as she slowly knelt down, her fragrant and alluring aura intoxicating.

"Very good."

Lin Qing reached out and fondled Zhou Ping's voluptuous breasts, pressing her head down between his legs.

Zhou Ping slowly knelt down beside him, gently cupping his penis and rubbing it a few times. She opened her small mouth, extending her bright red tongue to lick the glans, moving it nimbly. Then she put the entire penis into her mouth, sucking intensely while gently rubbing her testicles. Her sexy red lips tightly enveloped the glans, and a sucking 'sizzle' sound came from her sunken cheeks.

She also moved her fragrant, soft body, her voluptuous breasts rubbing against Lin Qing's waist and hips, her round, white, pert buttocks displaying their sexy allure to the man.

Lin Qing inserted his fingers into her wet, honeyed hole, his palm pressing and rubbing her clitoris. Zhou Ping's pink vulva was soaking wet, and her juices flowed into her anus.

She glanced back at Lin Qing, her eyes burning and lustful, her cheeks flushed, and her face showed an expression of utter enjoyment. "Brother Lin, it feels so good, harder, it's so good."

She opened her rosy lips, turned back to me with a smile, and moaned softly.

'Smack…' Lin Qing slapped her round, pert buttocks hard. "Wrap it properly, don't slack off."

Zhou Ping licked her lips with her rosy tongue, her seductive eyes flashing as she turned to face Lin Qing. She lowered her breasts, pressing them against his thighs, and opened her mouth wide to take his glans in. Her movements quickened, and she continued to suck and swallow, moaning with satisfaction and intense breaths.

Pleasure surged from Lin Qing's lower abdomen, and just as he was about to lose control, Zhou Ping suddenly stopped. She pinched

his glans hard with her thumb and forefinger, pulling him back from the brink of explosion. She bent her long, white thighs, her round, white buttocks moving over Lin Qing's head. Lin Qing reached out and parted her soft labia; glistening love juice glistened at the pink entrance of her honeyed cave. He extended his tongue and licked the clitoris at the entrance.

Zhou Ping convulsed slightly, her mouth, still holding his penis, emitting muffled breaths. Lin Qing sucked on the slippery yet firm clitoris with his lips, his fingers moving back and forth inside her honeyed cave, his knuckles rubbing her clitoris. Zhou Ping's buttocks pressed against Lin Qing's lips, her movements violent, her sucking on his glans becoming frantic.

Lin Qing's penis, under the diligent care of her warm red lips and fragrant tongue, experienced intense pleasure. Reaching its climax, his glans began to leak fluid as her small mouth continued to suckle. Zhou Ping turned her head, smiling at Lin Qing, her hand still rapidly stroking him.

Lin Qing felt a chill run down his spine as his first ejaculation landed on Zhou Ping's smiling face. Sensing Lin Qing's ejaculation, she quickly turned her head, her small mouth swiftly taking his throbbing penis into her mouth and sucking hard. Lin Qing trembled as he ejaculated into her mouth.

Zhou Ping's movements slowed, some white semen spilling from the corner of her mouth, splashing alluringly on her face. She opened her mouth, showing Lin Qing the semen that had just been ejaculated into her mouth. Some dripped down her chin, but she swallowed most of it, then scraped the semen off her face with her fingers and sucked it in her mouth.

Lin Qing lay limply on the bed, Zhou Ping still encircling his penis with her cherry lips, her fragrant tongue licking the remaining semen from the glans, and her small tongue licking the base of his penis, sucking on his scrotum, making seductive sounds. Her sexy lips enveloped the glans, her tongue frantically thrusting against the urethral opening.

Lin Qing closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation. His penis, having just ejaculated, became even more engorged. His eyes blazed with desire as he trembled, pulling Zhou Ping's snow-white, full body up and pressing himself against her. "So soft." He touched only warm, smooth flesh, kissing her neck and lips, cupping her firm, large breasts in his hands and bringing them to his lips to taste.

Zhou Ping, with her eyes closed, moaned comfortably, "Come in, I want it."

Her eyes were hazy, her breath coming in gasps as if she were crying, her hands caressing the man's chest.

Lin Qing's glans easily found the crevice and plunged straight into the wet, warm, and soft honey hole. It was so smooth and slippery that there was no resistance whatsoever; the full mons pubis was like a thick cushion, allowing him to thrust freely. His penis churned and pumped wildly inside the honey hole. Zhou Ping arched her slender waist, moaning softly as she enjoyed the man's thrusts.

"Finally, you're fucking me in bed. The last two times on the table weren't comfortable at all."

"Not comfortable making love with me?"

Lin Qing quickened his pace, penetrating even deeper, sweat dripping from his face onto Zhou Ping's breasts.

Zhou Ping looked at him passionately, forcefully raising her mons pubis to welcome his penis, her eyes wide and mouth open, panting heavily, "Hehe, it hurts my knees, the table is so hard, and you always like to fuck me from behind, how annoying!" Her honey hole began to twitch and contract, Lin Qing's penis thrust hard a few times in the tightly contracting honey hole, forcefully pressing his glans against Zhou Ping's body, "Oh, you have to pick a place to fuck me."

Zhou Ping revealed a girlish playfulness, sticking out her tongue to lick Lin Qing's nipple, "Of course, you want me to feel good too, right?"

Lin Qing felt a tingling and itchy sensation all over his body, his hands encircling Zhou Ping's neck and pulling her up. Zhou Ping's body was a little heavy after her orgasm, and when he exerted a little force, his penis accidentally slipped out of her honey hole.

"Where do you want to go?"

Zhou Ping's soft little hand reached out and grasped his penis, thrusting her mons pubis as she straddled him, the glans enveloped by soft, smooth flesh, the wet honey hole swallowing his penis.

Lin Qing held her slender waist, helping her to thrust against him. Her firm, white breasts swayed, bumping against his chest with each thrust. Zhou Ping's honeyed cave contracted and writhed, sucking and stroking his penis, her breath coming in gasps. Her disheveled hair, damp with sweat, clung to her flushed cheeks. Lin Qing suddenly lifted his buttocks, his penis pressing against her, listening to Zhou Ping's

moans of "Ah, ah..." It was incredibly pleasurable.

"I'm tired, let's change positions."

Seeing the sweat on Zhou Ping's forehead, Lin Qing released his hands from behind her waist. Zhou Ping turned her back to Lin Qing, bent over, and lay on the bed with her legs spread, her round, pert buttocks sticking out. Her hands pressed against the edge of the bed, and she looked back at the man with a seductive gaze: "Come on, I want it."

Her round buttocks were high and firm, her soft labia peeking out from beneath her alluring cleft.

Lin Qing gazed at the beautiful curves of her long legs and round buttocks, parting her smooth, white flesh with his hands. Her tender, red labia minora, glistening with moisture, parted to reveal a barely visible opening. He bent down, caressing her full breasts with his left hand, and slowly brought his penis closer to the entrance of her honeyed cave. The glans gently rubbed against her labia, a warm, tingling sensation spreading through him. The love juice flowing from her vulva moistened the glans. He pressed his pubic bone against her soft, smooth buttocks and inserted his penis, the glans disappearing into her honeyed cave and then withdrawing, enjoying the pleasure of friction at the entrance of her vulva. Leaning forward, he lifted Zhou Ping's full breasts with his right hand, his fingers teasing the hard nipples. He swayed

his hips back and forth, gently thrusting his penis into her lubricated honeyed cave. Zhou Ping frequently moved her hips, pushing back, wanting Lin Qing to penetrate deeper.

Lin Qing continued to tease her mischievously, slapping her alluring, upturned buttocks with his hands, making a series of loud 'smacks'.

"Ouch, ouch, you're so naughty!"

Zhou Ping screamed and struggled, but Lin Qing twisted her hands and pinned them against her back. Lin Qing lightly slapped the alabaster skin of her fair buttocks, leaving faint red handprints.

"No, don't hit me anymore!"

Zhou Ping pleaded pitifully. Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed Lin Qing's buttocks, then thrust her own buttocks back. With a soft "plop," his penis was fully inserted into her honey hole.

Zhou Ping groaned, tilting her head back slightly, her buttocks thrusting even higher. The walls of her vagina gripped his penis tightly, moving back and forth.

Lin Qing was not to be outdone, gripping her waist tightly and thrusting in and out like a piston. Zhou Ping's groans grew louder and louder, echoing in the room along with the 'slap slap' of her buttocks hitting him and the 'plop, plop' of his thrusting.

Lin Qing thrust in and out with all his might, Zhou Ping's vulva opening and closing with each stroke, her love juices slowly flowing down her thighs. Lin Qing looked down at his penis moving in and out between her buttocks, listening to Zhou Ping's unconscious, melodious moans, and increased the amplitude of his movements, thrusting in and out more rapidly, more and more love juices flowing out onto his penis.

Suddenly, Zhou Ping grabbed Lin Qing's penis, turned around, and pushed him down, sitting on top of him.

Lin Qing thrust his penis in and out, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, she swaying her tender, white buttocks, offering her red lips to Lin Qing in a passionate kiss, holding him tightly and letting him suckle her fragrant tongue. Her tender, white breasts swayed before Lin Qing's eyes, her slender waist swayed, and her lips curled into a smile of desire.

The penis was tightly gripped by the walls of her honeyed cave. After a rapid round of riding, Zhou Ping's body slumped down, her warm honeyed cave contracting violently, gripping the penis tightly. She groaned and collapsed onto Lin Qing's chest, a tingling sensation spreading through his glans. Lin Qing also gripped her soft, smooth buttocks tightly with both hands. "I'm going to come ,"

Lin Qing said, his breath coming in urgent gasps. "Come on, come on, I've been waiting for so long, shoot it into me."

Zhou Ping struggled to move, the penis thrusting upwards with force, the glans swelling violently, her body trembling as semen spurted out, shooting straight into Zhou Ping's honeyed cave.

Zhou Ping trembled and opened her legs, the penis still gently throbbing within her walls, tightly gripped by her honeyed cave. After about a minute, she opened her eyes, the penis now limp inside her tightly gripping honeyed cave.

Lin Qing, limp and powerless, lay on her back, slowly sliding down onto the bed, his legs weak, his knees feeling numb. 01-13
Chapter 141 The Prodigal Son Sun Yao (1)

Zhou Ping's small hand touched Lin Qing's penis and flicked it. "Can't take it anymore? Getting quiet now? Why don't you get up?"

"Stop messing around, I'm so tired, let me lie down for a while."

"What did you do yesterday? You're so tired?"

"Nothing much, I drank a bit too much."

"Get up, I still have a gift for you."

"Let me wake up first."

Lin Qing closed his eyes drowsily.

"Then you sleep, I'll go to that bed so you don't have trouble sleeping."

Zhou Ping got out of bed and quietly left.

He didn't know how long he slept, but he was woken up by a strong urge to urinate. He groggily got up and went out of the room to pee. When he came back from the women's restroom, he vaguely saw a light on in the room next to Zhou Ping's, and people were whispering. They immediately stopped talking when they heard his footsteps.

Lin Qing felt a little strange. Could someone have come so early? He was too sleepy to think about it and went back to Zhou Ping's room to sleep.

In his sleep, Lin Qing felt someone caressing him, from his chest down to his groin. A small hand gently rubbed his penis. He squinted his eyes, saying, "Little slut, still not full? So eager."

The room was dark, but by the bright moonlight filtering through the curtains, he saw a shadowy body beside him, panting heavily, her full breasts pressed against him, trembling alluringly.

She sensed Lin Qing was awake, grabbed his hand, and pressed it to her breasts. Her eyes were filled with desire as she looked at him, but sleepiness prevented Lin Qing from reacting. His hand remained stiff on her high breasts, and he closed his eyes again.

Lin Qing vaguely heard the girl sigh helplessly. She released his hand, seemingly rolling over, and her warm breath enveloped his penis. Slender fingers kneaded the base of his penis, the soft, elastic flesh pressing against his abdomen, while her mouth sucked on the glans, her tongue licking the urethral opening.

Lin Qing's breathing quickened, and his outstretched arm happened to touch the girl's wet mons pubis. She was already overflowing with desire, and sticky fluids trickled down her smooth inner thighs.

Lin Qing's drowsiness lessened, and his hand caressed her through her thin, slippery panties. The girl's breathing also became heavy, and she slightly twisted her body, leaning down to press her face against Lin Qing's. Just as their lips touched, her little tongue darted out, and Lin Qing used his lips to suckle it. The fragrance from her nostrils hit his face, and her hands tightly embraced him.

In his hazy state, Lin Qing felt that the way she kissed him and the scent of her breath were somewhat different. He gently pushed her shoulders away, opened his eyes, and exclaimed, "Ah, it's you?"

Sun Yao's face flushed a bewitching red, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and her eyes were gentle as water. "Surprised, aren't you?" she

murmured, throwing herself into his arms and holding Lin Qing with all her might, burying her head in his chest.

Lin Qing saw her snow-white nape and felt a chill on his chest. Sun Yao raised her head, her face streaked with tears, and gazed at him with bright eyes. "Do you hate me?" she asked

softly, leaning against him.

"No, I'm overjoyed."

Lin Qing bent down and gently lifted Sun Yao into his arms, turning on the light and looking closely at her beautiful face.

Sun Yao's shoulder-length straight hair was tied back, its black sheen gleaming. Her round eyes had long, alluring eyelashes that seemed to flutter, and a shy blush rose on her perfect oval face. Her snow-white teeth were visible beneath her rosy lips, and a silver openwork necklace adorned her long, white neck, making her look even more mature.

Lin Qing leaned closer to her, inhaling her faint fragrance. Sun Yao, exuding charm, reached up and smoothed a strand of hair that had fallen across her forehead. Looking at Lin Qing with hazy eyes, she murmured resentfully, "I put your hand on my chest and you didn't react. It seems I was a bit presumptuous to have Zhou Ping offer herself up as a gift."

Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. A few crystal-like tears clung to her blushing face, her upper teeth biting her lower lip tightly. Her small hands rested awkwardly beside her thighs, and her graceful body trembled slightly, perhaps from sadness.

Lin Qing pressed his lips to her rounded ear, gently blew a breath, and licked her soft earlobe with his tongue. "I was too sleepy just now, I didn't even realize it was you, did I?"

Sun Yao slowly opened her eyes, her gaze alluring and captivating, her sweet coquettishness tinged with reproach: "So what if I knew it was me? I can see you don't care about me at all, so I might as well—"

Lin Qing's lips sealed her words, greedily sucking her sweet saliva. She

slipped her delicate tongue into her mouth, gently teasing it. Lin Qing's tongue circled in her mouth, and Sun Yao's cute nose made soft "mmm, mmm" sounds, her tense body beginning to relax.

Lin Qing pulled away from her mouth, reaching to unbutton her nightgown, pulling it down her shoulders to her ankles.

Sun Yao's curvaceous body was now only clad in a strapless black lace bra and panties, the black lingerie contrasting against her snow-white skin, her long hair disheveled and draped over the pillow.

Lin Qing's sleepiness vanished completely. He reached out and gently twisted her chest, causing her front-clasp bra to open and reveal her full, hemispherical breasts, at least a 33D. The bright red nipples in the center of her smooth, white flesh were already erect. He held her full, firm breasts in his hands, occasionally gently scratching her areolas with his fingernails, carefully avoiding touching her nipples.

Sun Yao's pretty face flushed red, her teeth biting her lower lip tightly. She gently twisted her graceful body. Lin Qing teased her, "What did you say you weren't as good as?" He

still didn't touch her nipples.

"Bad brother, um, teasing me like this, um..."

Sun Yao's voice became hazy.

"Hehe, how did I tease you?"

Lin Qing slightly increased the intensity of his stimulation. Sun Yao couldn't bear it any longer. She grabbed the back of his head and pressed it against her breasts. "Kiss me quickly, it hurts so much, ah..."

Lin Qing took advantage of the situation and sucked on her bright red nipples. "Ah, ah..."

Sun Yao let out a satisfied sigh.

Lin Qing pinched her nipple between her lips and rotated it, her teeth gently grinding against it, her tongue flicking back and forth. Her hand slipped under her black lace panties, feeling the rising heat. She gently parted the damp fabric, her index finger sliding inside, touching the slippery flesh between the moist pubic hairs, slowly sinking into the flesh. Her knuckles were swallowed by the soft, warm opening. She curled her finger and rotated it, her thumb gently circling her clitoris.

Sun Yao moaned and gasped intermittently, "Lin, Lin Qing, no, don't stop, faster, faster, I'm coming."

Her beautiful body trembled violently, her rapidly warming vagina contracting sharply, making Lin Qing's fingers ache slightly. Sun Yao's orgasm was so intense.

"Ah, so comfortable, I haven't felt this way in a long time."

Sun Yao hesitated for a moment. "I gave it to you while you were asleep, so proactively. Don't you think I'm too easy?"

"I'm even more easy than you. That's just how sex is. Do what you want and be happy. Is it comfortable?"

"Mmm."

Sun Yao hummed softly with her nose, savoring the feeling from just now, a faint smile on her lips.

Chapter 142 Sun Yao, the wanton woman (2)

"You've had your fun, now it's my turn, right?"

Lin Qing stood up and presented his penis to Sun Yao.

Sun Yao knelt on the bed, her face close to his crotch, her hand holding the base of his penis, opening her warm little mouth to swallow the glans, tightening her cheeks, her little tongue sweeping at the tip of the glans, her hand stroking the back of the penis, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, her slippery little tongue half-rolling around the glans and licking it, then gently biting the shaft with her teeth and slowly scraping it. Her oral sex skills were much better than Zhou Ping's.

Her fluffy hair bounced between Lin Qing's legs, and beneath the glossy black hair was dazzling white hair. The visual stimulation, combined with the pleasure of the glans, caused a tingling, numb, and itchy sensation that extended to her tailbone, almost causing Lin Qing to ejaculate.

"Stop, stop, my dear Yao Yao."

Lin Qing changed his way of addressing Sun Yao. "Your technique is really good. You used to do this often, right?"

Sun Yao stopped and looked up at him, her beautiful eyes filled with a mixture of shyness and sadness. "Zhou Ping taught me. She said you liked it this way, so I... I'm not as cheap as you think."

Lin Qing grabbed her smooth, rounded shoulders and stared into her almond-shaped eyes. "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I didn't appreciate your good intentions."

Sun Yao bit her lip and glared at Lin Qing angrily. Lin Qing leaned down and reached out to knead her breasts, which were only slightly less impressive than Zhou Ping's. "You're really smart. Your technique is much better than your teacher's."

"Really?"

A captivating smile bloomed on Sun Yao's face, and her red lips moved closer to his penis.

"No need, I'm going to ejaculate if you do it again."

Sun Yao slowly lay down, resting her head on the pillow. A seductive smile appeared on her face. She took Lin Qing's hand and placed it on her full breasts. She put her hand to her mouth and sucked on her index finger. Her jade feet were together, and she spread her knees apart in a lewd pose. “Come on, Lin Qing, I’ve been waiting for you.”

Lin Qing climbed onto the bed, gently lifting her slender ankles and placing her delicate legs on his shoulders. His glans, through her soaked panties, pressed against her vulva, his fingers stroking the smooth, soft skin of her inner thighs.

“It tickles, it tickles,”

Sun Yao writhed, her curves undulating. Lin Qing held her soft thighs tightly, using the movement to slide his glans, through her panties, along the wet cleft of her vulva.

A fine layer of fragrant sweat appeared on Sun Yao’s skin, from her breasts to her lower abdomen. Her white skin shone with a lustful light under the lamp. Her legs, resting on Lin Qing’s shoulders, swayed, lightly gripping his neck.

Lin Qing removed his hands from Sun Yao’s thighs, his left thumb and forefinger pinching and rotating her nipples, while his right forefinger parted the top of her panties, pinching her tender clitoris and pressing it up and down. He leaned forward forcefully, bending her beautiful body into a sharp angle. He pushed his black panties aside, and his penis naturally slid into her honey hole, inserting half of the glans.

Sun Yao's slender hands gripped Lin Qing's shoulders tightly, her mouth agape as she cried out, squeezing Lin Qing's glans tightly. She murmured, "Give it to me, ah, ah, I want you, I want it all to me."

Lin Qing thrust his hips forward, his penis fully inside her. Sun Yao's mouth opened into an "O" shape as

she breathed rapidly, "Ha, ha..." After fully enjoying the warm, wet sensation deep within her honey hole, Lin Qing moved slowly. "Baby, why are you so wet?"

"Ugh, ugh, I hate it, ah..."

The sudden depth made Sun Yao cry out again.

"It's too wet, let me pull it out and let it air out."

Lin Qing continued to retreat slowly.

"No, don't go out!"

Sun Yao covered her blushing face with her left hand, while her right hand tightly hugged Lin Qing's waist. The combination of her lewd actions and shy expression made Lin Qing's heart flutter. He removed her hand from her blushing face. "Look at me."

He grasped the girl's slender ankle, pulled her calves down from her shoulders, brought them together, and then bent them up, placing her perfect jade feet in front of him.

Sun Yao's toes were long and slender, her heels round and delicate, and the tops of her feet were white with a hint of pink, warm and smooth like jade. Lin Qing opened his mouth and sucked on her toes, his tongue swirling around them.

"Lin Qing."

Sun Yao was both ashamed and surprised. "No, no, that's dirty."

"Baby, you're all sweet and delicious."

Lin Qing's tongue gently tickled the soles of her lovely feet, his penis slowly thrusting in and out of her honey hole.

"Mmm, um..."

Something flickered in Sun Yao's eyes again. "Lin, Lin Qing, come on, come on."

Lin Qing pulled her hands and placed them on his thighs. "Hold on yourself." He

braced his hands on her fragrant shoulders, raised his waist high, and thrust forcefully.

Sun Yao swayed her head wildly, her long hair flying, her body glistening with sweat, her full breasts bouncing in alluring waves, her bright red nipples tracing irregular paths in the air.

Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed her red lips, capturing her smooth, delicate tongue, their pubic bones slapping against her mons pubis with a "slap, slap" sound.

Sun Yao suddenly threw her head back, her back dangling in the air, her slender legs unable to support her weight as she landed heavily on the bed, a soft "woo-woo" sound escaping from her nose.

Lin Qing's penis felt the powerful contractions within her honeyed cave, and to completely conquer Sun Yao, he thrust with all his might. Sun Yao's breathing became even more rapid, and she suddenly rolled over, pinning Lin Qing beneath her, showering him with kisses, her long hair disheveled and draped over her shoulders, her breasts covered in fine, fragrant sweat, as she sat on Lin Qing's lower abdomen, twisting her supple waist.

Lin Qing reached out and gently twisted the bright red nipples of Sun Yao's full breasts. Sun Yao let out a heavenly moan, and her movements gradually became larger, her beautiful body changing from twisting to small up-and-down swaying. Lin Qing looked at her alluringly swaying, full breasts and couldn't help but thrust in forcefully in sync with her movements.

"Lin Qing, um, Lin Qing, good brother, a little harder, um, yes, yes."

Sun Yao's mature charm made Lin Qing thrust harder, supporting her smooth, slender waist, his penis violently entering and exiting her narrow honey hole.

Sun Yao collapsed against Lin Qing's chest, his penis pressed into her honey hole at an angle almost parallel to her body.

"Baby."

Lin Qing nibbled on her earlobe, enjoying the intense writhing of her honey hole, and couldn't help but thrust a couple more times.

"Heh, heh, heh..."

Sun Yao's soft breathing gradually subsided. "Sigh..."

She sighed deeply, her small hands clasped together with Lin Qing's, her soft, full breasts pressed against his chest. She looked up at him with a smile, her rosy cheeks flushed. "You, you're so amazing."

Lin Qing rolled over and pinned her beneath him, his penis thrusting in and out of her honeyed cave, making Sun Yao moan softly. Her limbs wrapped around his body. "Come on, I'll give you everything."

Lin Qing was held tightly by her, making it difficult for his penis to enter and exit. The suppressed pleasure made him whisper sweet nothings in her ear: "Sun Yao, your breasts are so round and big, they're so beautiful. Aren't I amazing?"

Sun Yao opened her mouth and moaned, "Ah, ah..."

Her eyes were filled with desire as she looked at Lin Qing. Her honeyed cave contracted strongly, gripping his penis with great pleasure.

Lin Qing changed the rhythm of his thrusts at will. Just when Sun Yao thought his next thrust would be a powerful one, he merely circled the head of his penis near the entrance of her vagina. When Sun Yao thought his next thrust would be a gentle one, he unexpectedly plunged in with all his might.

Sun Yao's body went limp, her arms and legs, which had been tightly embracing Lin Qing, loosened and lay sprawled on the bed. Lin Qing knew she was close to orgasm again. Her hips trembled violently as his penis moved in and out of her vagina at high speed. Stimulated by the intense thrusting and her lewd words, Sun Yao was quickly pushed to her peak. Her beautiful body trembled violently, her vagina contracting rapidly, the soft flesh squeezing his penis from all sides.

Lin Qing straightened his upper body, looking at the beauty beneath him who had just experienced an orgasm.

Sun Yao's face was flushed, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed into slits, a few strands of hair clung to her smooth forehead with fragrant sweat, her cute nostrils flared, and her slightly

parted lips emitted soft "ah, ah..." breaths. The bright red on her skin slowly faded, and her full breasts rose and fell with her breath, the erect nipples glistening with the light, mixed with Lin Qing's saliva and her fragrant sweat.

"You haven't... haven't ejaculated yet? I'm so comfortable I'm almost dying."

He chuckled mischievously, bringing his mouth close to her ear, "Use your breasts to help me push it out?"

Sun Yao's already red face turned even redder, and she raised her hand to slap him, "You bad Lin Qing."

"You won't?"

Lin Qing said dejectedly, his disappointment evident.

"You're just humiliating me,"

Sun Yao gave him a charming smile, her silver teeth gently biting her rosy lips. Her hands retreated to her breasts, pressing them together to squeeze them. "Come on, you little rascal."

Lin Qing pulled his penis out of her narrow honey hole, straddling Sun Yao's smooth abdomen. Sun Yao moaned, her alabaster breasts pressed tightly by her slender hands, revealing a deep cleavage.

Lin Qing effortlessly guided his penis into the deep cleavage, the glans protruding from the tip. Sun Yao opened her mouth, her warm breath landing on the glans. Lin Qing gently thrust, the cleavage a completely different sensation from her honey hole. Though less elastic, it was far more delicate and smooth.

Sun Yao slowly adjusted, varying the pressure of her squeezes, pouting her red lips and blowing air onto the glans, her tongue moving in sync with Lin Qing's thrusts, the tip touching the urethral opening.

"Oh, so good, baby."

Lin Qing thrust dozens of times, unable to resist the soul-stirring pleasure.

"Lin Qing, you, you come, I—"

Sun Yao opened her small mouth, and Lin Qing thrust his penis a few times, violently ejaculating, the white and cloudy semen spraying directly into her mouth.

Chapter 143 Sun Yao (3)

Sun Yao stuck out her fragrant tongue and licked the semen near her lips. Her lewd expression made Lin Qing restless again. Just as he was about to make a move, Sun Yao suddenly lowered her head and gagged. Lin Qing hurriedly reached out and gently patted her back. "What's wrong? Baby?"

Sun Yao looked up and glared at him. "Cough, cough, it's all your fault. That stuff is too hard to eat."

"Then why don't you spit it out?"

"You gave it to me, how can I spit it out?"

Su Ying smiled.

Her casual words moved Lin Qing. He leaned against the headboard, put his arm around her shoulder, and played with a strand of her hair.

"Lin Qing?"

Sun Yao lay in Lin Qing's arms, her arms wrapped around his waist, a happy smile on her lips. "Actually, I've liked you for a long time, but Su Ying always said she liked you, so I didn't say it."

Lin Qing looked into the deep affection in her eyes. "Sun Yao, I—"

His words were cut off by Sun Yao's lips. This kiss contained no lust, only a sincere expression of affection.

Sun Yao's fragrant, smooth body lay in Lin Qing's arms, her hands and feet still tightly entwined around him, her full breasts pressing against his chest. Lin Qing gently moved her jade-like arms and legs aside, his lips lightly touching her pretty face, gently kissing her forehead.

Lin Qing lay on the bed watching Sun Yao's slender hands moving across his chest. His hand slipped under her waist, caressing her soft, smooth buttocks. "Such smooth eggs! Let me have a bite."

Sun Yao giggled at Lin Qing's compliment, swaying her round hips alluringly. "Eat my foot!" Lin Qing

, aroused by her seductive charm, flipped her over and pinned her down on the bed. "Which hen laid this egg?"

Sun Yao's smooth thighs rubbed against his penis. "It's you, hen."

Beneath Lin Qing, her eyes were filled with seductive allure, her breath sweet and fragrant, stimulating Lin Qing to press his penis against her honeyed entrance.

"Oh!"

Su Ying's soft, limp body writhed seductively. "Come on, Lin Qing, love me fiercely."

Lin Qing lowered himself, half his glans disappearing into the soft pubic hair. "Ah, so full, ah, so full, ah..."

A look of pleasure spread across Sun Yao's face.

Lin Qing's glans sank into the warm, soft flesh of her scrotum. He gently swayed his hips, pushing his penis in little by little. His tongue circled the tender pink areola as his penis slowly advanced.

Because of the rest they had just had, Sun Yao's vagina was a little dry. But the lack of lubrication made the forceful thrusting feel like rape to Lin Qing. "Baby, you're so tight."

Sun Yao's vagina tightly contracted and enveloped his penis. Lin Qing licked and sucked her nipples. She twisted her long legs and let out low moans, her vagina secreting sticky love fluid.

Lin Qing pulled his penis back and then pushed it in again, swaying it slightly. Sun Yao involuntarily opened her small mouth and moaned, "Ugh, ugh." Lin Qing pulled his glans back to the entrance of her vagina and then thrust it all the way in. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she bit Lin Qing's shoulder, her vagina contracting rapidly deep inside.

Lin Qing enjoyed the pleasure of his penis being tightly enveloped. "Baby, you're so ruthless."

Sun Yao released Lin Qing's shoulders, her almond-shaped eyes darting around his face. "Hehe, who told you to push it all the way in at once, so hard? Biting you is actually mild."

"Okay, you wanted me to be gentle, don't regret it."

Lin Qing's glans pressed tightly against her cervix, and he slowly swayed his hips. In no time, Sun Yao's pretty face was flushed, and she cried out in a soft voice, "Ah, it's so itchy, harder!"

Lin Qing changed direction again, his movements becoming even gentler and slower. "Ugh, ugh, I, faster, faster, please!"

His penis was fully inserted into her honey hole, making Sun Yao unbearably itchy, and she hurriedly twisted her slender waist.

Lin Qing pressed her tightly and continued to grind, and Sun Yao couldn't help but cry out, "Waaah, Lin Qing, I, I can't take it anymore, waaah..."

Lin Qing kissed her pink face lightly, "Okay, okay, I'll move."

Then he began to thrust rapidly.

Sun Yao moaned and groaned, eagerly responding, "Ah, ah, Lin Qing, harder, harder! It feels so good, I'm flying!"

Her hair was disheveled, and her body trembled. "Come on, it's coming, ah..."

After a long moan, she curled up in Lin Qing's arms. "You, you're fucking me to death!"

Lin Qing bent down and lifted her up by the waist. "What are you doing?"

Losing her balance, Sun Yao quickly wrapped her arms around Lin Qing's neck.

"Hold me tight."

Lin Qing grabbed her soft, smooth buttocks and tossed them up and down, his penis penetrating deeper. Sun Yao's full breasts bumped against his chest, bringing a rich elasticity.

"No, it's so embarrassing! Put me down!"

Sun Yao kicked her feet in Lin Qing's arms, but Lin Qing ignored her insincere protests, carrying her back and forth, admiring her flushed face, his penis thrusting in and out of her honey hole, sending her to the peak.

"Ugh, you're always bullying me, you bad Lin Qing, you bad brother."

Just as Sun Yao was clinging to Lin Qing, moaning seductively as he was being pleasured, the dormitory door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhou Ping, now dressed in a pink halter-neck mini-dress, appeared in the doorway.

"Not finished yet, Brother Lin, you're really something."

She squinted her hazy eyes at Sun Yao, "Little slut, did you enjoy it?"

Sun Yao's pretty face turned even redder, her delicate arms tightly wrapped around Lin Qing's neck, shyly hiding her face on his shoulder, her honey hole tightly gripping his penis, contracting strongly, the force so strong that it made Lin Qing's penis ache slightly.

Lin Qing turned his head to look at Zhou Ping's sexy and alluring outfit, the low-cut neckline of her mini-dress with thin straps wrapped around her fair neck, her ample breasts almost half exposed, the skirt so short it only covered her round, pert buttocks, her long legs reflecting her fair skin in the moonlight.

Zhou Ping swayed gracefully towards him, her hips undulating alluringly, her ample breasts trembling, her long hair swaying slightly, and her rosy tongue licking her crimson lips as she cooed, "Brother Lin, you're so biased."

She twisted her waist in a wanton, seductive manner, "So vigorous with her, but with me... hmph..."

Seeing her seductive and wanton appearance, Lin Qing reached out and grabbed her snow-white, pink breasts. "What, you're still not full?"

Zhou Ping stroked Lin Qing's thigh, her face full of a seductive smile, "I want more."

She simply knelt down, half-kneeling and fawning over Lin Qing.

Lin Qing pulled her into his arms, caressing her body, listening to her seductive moans. Sun Yao shyly extended her warm tongue and licked Lin Qing's face, "I, I've had enough, you, you go do her."

Her long legs, which were hooked around Lin Qing's back, loosened, sliding down from his waist, and she lost her balance, kneeling in front of Lin Qing's crotch.

Lin Qing pressed Sun Yao's pretty face against his lust-drenched penis, "Come on, wrap it for me."

Sun Yao looked up at him, then glanced at Zhou Ping beside her, hesitating to move.

Lin Qing sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Zhou Ping's smooth black hair, and pressed her head down as well, "You go first."

Zhou Ping reached out and touched his penis, opening her small mouth and seductively taking the glans in, licking and sucking it.

Lin Qing looked down at her seductive expression and hummed with satisfaction, "Hmm, your skills are still the best."

Zhou Ping glanced at Sun Yao provocatively upon hearing Lin Qing's praise.

Sun Yao's face was flushed, her full breasts heaving. Lin Qing looked at her helpless expression of wanting to accept but resisting, bent down and slapped her fair and round buttocks. Sun Yao gently twisted her round buttocks to dodge, "No, don't hit me." She

obediently opened her small mouth and stretched out her warm red tongue to carefully lick Lin Qing's penis, twisting her waist under the man's crotch.

Lin Qing thrust his penis into her red lips. Sun Yao's eyes were full of spring, she cupped his penis with her slender hands, stuck out her small tongue to lick the glans, and smiled seductively, revealing two small dimples. She swept her long black hair to one side, revealing her fair neck, her two soft hands touching his penis, her four smooth and full breasts pressed against the man's legs, and her two fair and pretty faces were filled with a submissive smile, which made Lin Qing's desire rise.

Lin Qing pinched Sun Yao's slender waist with his left hand. His right hand caressed Zhou Ping's ample breasts. Sun Yao feigned shyness, pushing his hand away and coquettishly complaining, "Be gentle."

Chapter 144 Four Women Competing for Spring.

Lin Qing then patted Zhou Ping's buttocks, touching her wet vulva. Zhou Ping sucked on his glans, moaning seductively, "Mmm, mmm."

His penis, rubbed hard by the combined efforts of her and Sun Yao, felt like an iron rod, and Lin Qing's scalp began to tingle.

He hurriedly pulled Zhou Ping's hot body up, "Come on, I've missed you so much."

Zhou Ping grabbed his penis with her small hands, spread her tender white thighs, and sat down quickly. Her wet and tight honey hole sucked in the glans. "Come on, little brother, let your sister take good care of you."

She moaned seductively as she thrust up and down, her crystal-clear, snow-white thighs clamping Lin Qing's waist, pressing down desperately. The glans pressed against the soft, writhing clitoris deep inside her honey hole. Her soft, bouncy buttocks spun rapidly. "It's coming, it's coming again, ah..."

Zhou Ping gasped and shivered, her surging love juice rushing towards Lin Qing's glans. Her warm honey hole tightly contracted and gripped his penis. Feeling that his penis was still hard inside her, she playfully punched Lin Qing's chest with her pink fists, asking coquettishly, "Why haven't you ejaculated yet?"

She then hugged the man tightly and kissed him passionately.

Just as Lin Qing was about to continue thrusting, she pulled away from his body, coquettishly saying, "Go find Sun Yao."

Sun Yao hugged Lin Qing tightly and kissed him lightly. "Mmm,"

she responded softly, her small hands parting her delicate labia, grasping the man's penis and aiming the glans at her honeyed entrance. "Come on,"

she said sweetly, looking at Lin Qing.

Lin Qing's buttocks sank, his penis entering her honeyed entrance and slowly pumping in and out, the love juices constantly soaking his penis. Sun Yao hugged him tightly, looking at him with deep, alluring eyes. "Come on, I can take it."

Stimulated by Sun Yao's seductive words, Lin Qing kissed her full breasts, sucking on her nipples, his erect penis trembling in her honeyed cave. Sun Yao's curvaceous body trembled beneath him, her full breasts rising as she gently kissed his earlobe. "It feels so good, you're making me feel like I'm in heaven."

Her sweet moans made Lin Qing feel a tingling sensation, his crystal-clear cheeks turning rosy. With Lin Qing's continuous thrusting, she twisted her waist and swayed her hips, raising her mons pubis to welcome him. "Ah, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum."

She grabbed the headboard with both hands, rolled over, and raised her snow-white buttocks high. "I can't take it anymore, please, hurry—"

she moaned, her movements undulating with the rhythm of Lin Qing's thrusts. Her cervix gripped his glans tightly, and hot love juice gushed out, scalding Lin Qing's glans, as thick, hot semen shot out powerfully.

Sun Yao hugged Lin Qing tightly, her mons pubis receiving the man's ejaculation, and gently kissed Lin Qing's face. "You're so great, husband."

A coquettish smile bloomed on her face. "Making love with you is so wonderful."

Lin Qing was exhausted after ejaculating and smiled apologetically. "I'm so tired, let me sleep for a while."

Sun Yao pouted her rosy lips. "What's wrong? Are you afraid I want more? Humph."

"No, I'm still a bit drunk. I'm really tired. Come on, let me hold you."

Lin Qing said and closed his eyes.

Sun Yao obediently lay down beside him, her full breasts pressed against his arm. "No, I don't want you to sleep."

At this moment, the understanding Zhou Ping came over. "Let him sleep. Brother Lin is really tired."

Her smooth and soft body lay on the other side of Lin Qing's body, and the three of them squeezed the small bed full.

Lin Qing opened his eyes and glanced at Zhou Ping with a hint of gratitude. He reached out and pulled her head to his side. Zhou Ping and Su Ying's necks rested on his arms, the three of them pressed tightly together like a sandwich. The faint fragrance wafting from either side of him filled his nostrils, and Lin Qing closed his eyes contentedly and quickly fell asleep.

When he woke up, the sun was high in the sky. Zhou Ping and Sun Yao were nowhere to be seen. Lin Qing lay on the bed, which had been quite crowded the night before, stretching comfortably. Reflecting on the past few days, what more could he ask for?

'If I could also sleep with Su Ying, that would be perfect. I still have to thank Zhou Ping. Without her initiative and matchmaking, how could I have gotten involved with Yang Yin and Sun Yao so quickly? That little slut is not only wanton but also very understanding. I must give her some benefits if I get the chance.' Lin Qing thought to himself.

Suddenly, Lin Qing felt a little hungry. He glanced at his watch. Damn, it's almost one o'clock. He'd better go back to the office and make himself a packet of instant noodles. He lazily got out of bed, dressed, and as soon as he stepped out of the girls' dormitory, he saw Zhou Ping and the other three girls sitting by the flower bed in front of the building.

Lin Qing's gaze swept over them from left to right. Sun Yao, with her slender and graceful figure, had her neatly styled shoulder-length hair tied with a purple ribbon, giving her a clean and refreshing look. Her fair, oval face was delicate and charming, with a straight nose and evenly shaped lips. A light application of shimmering lipstick made her lips appear alluring, and a slight smile revealed her perfectly white teeth. Her

light blue-gray t-shirt and white A-line skirt made her look exceptionally captivating, outlining her graceful and alluring figure. She slowly raised her hand and swept her long hair to one side of her delicate oval face. The elegant movement caused her full breasts to tremble slightly, and her large, captivating eyes looked at Lin Qing with a watery gaze. "Awake? We were just about to come looking for you," she said

in a very seductive voice.

"Hehe, I'm awake."

Lin Qing chuckled awkwardly. "Did you need something?"

Zhou Ping, standing beside her, looked at Lin Qing with alluring eyes, her fair, oval face radiating a lewd smile. "Just getting the keys, we need to go to rehearsal. You think I was looking for you to sleep with, in broad daylight? Hehe."

Lin Qing turned to look at her. Zhou Ping's long, glossy black hair cascaded over her fair shoulders. She wore a maroon sleeveless blouse, her snow-white arms radiating a captivating glow, her ample breasts standing erect through the thin fabric. Her beige, tight-fitting capri pants accentuated her round, plump buttocks, the hem ending mid-calf, highlighting the slender curves of her long legs and revealing a section of smooth, slender calves. Flesh-colored open-toe high-heeled sandals with delicate straps accentuated her soft, boneless, fair feet. Her perfect figure exuded a charming and alluring aura.

"Tch, he must have been having a wild night with his girlfriend in the girls' dormitory, indulging in unrestrained pleasure. Doesn't he fear being exposed and getting disciplined by the school?"

A crisp, cold snort rang in Lin Qing's ears. Su Ying stared at him coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense,"

Lin Qing hurriedly interrupted Su Ying, turning his gaze to her.

Su Ying's fair, oval face was adorned with light makeup. Her thick, permed hair cascaded down her back in small waves, giving her a captivatingly alluring look amidst her cold beauty. Her slender eyes were delicate, and her small, pretty nose twitched slightly with anger. Her cherry-red lips were tightly pursed. A light purple satin dress clung to her body, outlining the beautiful lines of her breasts. Beneath the knee-length hem, a glimpse of her fair, firm calves was revealed. A white square-buckled leather belt cinched her slender waist, accentuating her alluring curves.

Of the four, Su Ying had the smallest bust, but she always cleverly used her clothes and accessories to conceal this flaw, drawing your attention to her enviable slender waist and long legs. Her white mid-heel leather ankle boots perfectly accentuated the beautiful curves of her waist, hips, and legs, adding a touch of sexy heroism to her delicate figure.

Yang Yin wore a neutral black suit today, exquisitely tailored, form-fitting, and simple in style, highlighting her slender waist, rounded hips, and long legs. Her charming eyes, slightly narrowed, gave her a hazy, sexy allure. Her long thighs, revealed beneath the super-short skirt, while not as fair and delicate as the other three, still possessed a rich honey color that was alluringly sensual under the sunlight. Her radiant face and firm, full breasts displayed a sexy and seductive curve.

The four women, some voluptuous, some delicate, some sexy, some elegant, truly each had their own unique charm.

Lin Qing slowly walked up to them. Sun Yao, Zhou Ping, and Yang Yin surrounded him, smiling and greeting him, each trying to outshine the others. Only Su Ying glared at them angrily.

Lin Qing noticed that when beautiful women gathered together, they inevitably struck poses and flirted, their voices full of seductive charm, even if they pretended on the surface, they were the same in their hearts.

Zhou Ping leaned against Lin Qing, her soft breasts pressing against his waist and abdomen. Lin Qing looked down at her deep cleavage. Su Ying, seeing his lecherous gaze, snorted, "Are we still practicing? If we don't leave soon, some people's eyes will pop out."

Lin Qing quickly looked up. "Let's go."

Su Ying was the first to stand up and walk towards the main building. Lin Qing watched her slender back, her long, glossy black hair flowing behind her. Although her long dress covered her long legs, a small section of her fair and delicate calves was revealed beneath the hem, showing off their beautiful curves. Combined with her subtly swaying hips, she exuded a thousand kinds of charm and was extremely alluring.

Sun Yao smiled charmingly as she caught up with Su Ying and took her arm, whispering something in her ear. Lin Qing followed behind them, staring at Su Ying's slightly swaying buttocks beneath her flowing long dress. Her long hair flowed freely, her slender waist twisted, and her buttocks swayed alluringly. Her white short leather boots were particularly charming and seductive. Sun Yao occasionally turned back to give him a flirtatious smile, further stirring his heart.

Zhou Ping smiled sweetly and walked to Lin Qing's side, her small hand eagerly hooking around his arm. "Are you mesmerized? Aren't you coming?"

Lin Qing hugged Zhou Ping and kissed her. "What, are you jealous?"

"Get lost! Do you think I'm the kind of person who gets jealous? Don't worry, I'll definitely help you get Su Ying. Let's go."

Chapter 145 Four Women's Hot Dance

Sitting on the large chair on the stage, Lin Qing touched the scalding hot instant noodle box, waiting anxiously.

Fortunately, before the instant noodles were even cooked, the four girls had already changed their clothes. All four girls stood in the center of the room , wearing identical white gauze blouses and extremely short black silk miniskirts. The thin blouses couldn't conceal their ample breasts, and the short skirts barely revealed their legs.

To the rousing rhythm of the music, they swayed their alluring breasts and hips, displaying their softness and sexiness. Their dance was full of allusions and provocations. Their rapidly twisting, sexy bodies accentuated their curves, showcasing their ample breasts, slender waists, round hips, and long legs to Lin Qing from every angle. They frequently struck seductive poses, rubbing their chests and hips, and swaying their alluring white thighs, their postures like those of skilled strippers, tempting Lin Qing.

During the dance, their full breasts and round hips revealed the curves of their youthful bodies, trembling with intoxicating waves of sexiness. Lin Qing's heart raced, his gaze fixed on their alluring figures—full breasts, round hips, slender waists, slender arms, and long legs—his eyes drifting towards their lower bodies.

Four pairs of long legs, some fair and some pink, with their beautiful curves on full display. Their smooth, delicate, white thighs looked incredibly sensual under the lights. The full breasts and round, plump buttocks beneath their clothes gave Lin Qing endless imagination. The four women closed their eyes and swayed freely, showing off their charm to Lin Qing. Lin Qing's breathing became more and more rapid. The music suddenly stopped, and only his heavy breathing remained in the entire hall.

Seeing Lin Qing's embarrassment, Zhou Ping laughed lasciviously, swaying her slender waist and round hips as she walked over. She raised her hand high, twirling it lightly in front of Lin Qing, her eyes alluring as she looked at him. "Ca n't take it anymore already?"

Yang Yin also walked over, her eyes brimming with spring-like allure. "Really? Brother Lin, let me see if you're hard?"

As she spoke, she lifted her smooth, long legs, pressing them against Lin Qing's hips, rubbing them lightly. Her pink panties, hanging between her short skirts, swayed in front of Lin Qing's eyes, occasionally revealing a few long pubic hairs. Her alluring red lips parted slightly, exhaling a sweet breath onto Lin Qing's face.

Lin Qing beckoned with his finger, and Zhou Ping and Yang Yin nestled obediently beside him. He kissed their pink faces and cherry lips, and Zhou Ping and Yang Yin simultaneously let out seductive moans. Lin Qing placed them on his left and right thighs, caressing their smooth, delicate thighs.

"Alright, stop fooling around, we're here to rehearse."

Sun Yao walked over and scolded Zhou Ping and the others in a low voice. Lin Qing reached out and patted Sun Yao's firm, pert buttocks, then pulled her onto his lap, her voluptuous waist encircling her. He stroked her soft, boneless body and kissed her cheek.

"Stop fooling around, we still have to practice dancing."

Sun Yao squirmed gently in Lin Qing's arms. "Let me go."

She looked into Lin Qing's eyes and gestured towards Su Ying with her small mouth.

Lin Qing held Sun Yao's slender hand, and Sun Yao struggled twice in vain.

Her eyes, no longer rejecting him, turned into a yearning for him. Zhou Ping and Yang Yin also looked up at Lin Qing with smiles. "Dancing, huh? Okay, let's dance now." They

embraced and danced a cheek-to-cheek dance, their small hands rubbing their breasts, swaying their slender waists and long legs.

Beautiful women are always the embodiment of sexiness; full breasts, round, pert buttocks—the whole room was filled with a thick atmosphere of debauchery.

Lin Qing groped Sun Yao, causing her to moan softly. Su Ying, her eyes filled with a complex mix of shyness, anger, and longing, glared at Lin Qing before heading to the bathroom.

Yang Yin pulled Lin Qing's hand away. "See, you're angry again. I'll go coax her."

"Yang Yin, don't go. Let Brother Lin coax her himself

," Sun Yao winked at Lin Qing. "Aren't you going?"

A bold encouragement flashed in her eyes, and she nodded vigorously, meeting Lin Qing's questioning gaze.

Lin Qing understood her meaning and quietly followed Su Ying's retreating figure.

Pushing open the bathroom door, Lin Qing saw Su Ying turning on the tap, her head submerged in the cold water of the sink, her slender shoulders trembling slightly. He walked behind her, and before he could speak, Su Ying sensed someone approaching from behind. She straightened up, her round, pert bottom bumping against his erect penis, plump and bouncy.

Lin Qing's head throbbed. Forgetting he was there to coax her, he wrapped his arms around Su Ying's soft waist, lowered his head to kiss her delicate earlobe, and inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from her hair and skin. His penis pressed against her buttocks, pinning her against the sink, and he kissed her cheeks, his hands climbing up her waist.

"You, you—"

Su Ying's face flushed red, her body stiffening. "You, how did you get into the women's restroom? Get out of here!"

Seeing her fierce yet weak expression, Lin Qing laughed. "There are only four of us here, what am I afraid of?"

His hand unceremoniously covered her not-so-ample breasts, clearly feeling their firmness and softness through the thin shirt, igniting his desire.

Su Ying's body went limp, and only when Lin Qing's fingers skillfully unbuttoned her clothes did she struggle, whispering, "Let me go."

Lin Qing turned her slender body around, sealing her soft lips with his. Startled, Su Ying's scream turned into a muffled murmur in Lin Qing's passionate kiss. Her delicate fingers scratched and clawed at his back, but could not stop his continued, deeper teasing.

Her arms slowly wrapped around Lin Qing's neck, and Lin Qing pulled the hem of her shirt out from under her skirt. With a gentle twist of his fingers, Lin Qing unhooked her bra. She was both ashamed and angry, trying to lift her knee to break free from Lin Qing's grip. Lin Qing sensed her intention and pressed his knee firmly against her thigh. "Don't tell me you really don't like me."

"Let me go,"

Su Ying said in a low voice, trying to muster her remaining rationality.

Lin Qing ran his finger along her soft lips. "Are you upset that I came too late?"

Su Ying's alluring charm captivated Lin Qing's gaze. He pressed her even tighter, his penis against her soft abdomen. Su Ying's face flushed red with anger, her slightly protruding breasts heaving rapidly. "You, you're a bastard." Her

thin, bony hands pounded the man's chest, her cheeks burning. She took a deep breath. "You're just bullying me like this?"

Lin Qing raised the corners of his lips and sealed her red lips again, his passion turning into a gentle, lingering taste of her soft, fragrant, and full lips.

Su Ying wanted to resist, yet she was also somewhat intoxicated by Lin Qing's gentleness. Her reason and emotions wavered, and the gentle kisses, guided by Lin Qing, turned into a passionate tongue battle, making Su Ying feel dizzy.

Just then, the loud sound of high heels clicking on the tiled floor grew louder. She suddenly looked up, "Someone's here!"

and hurriedly hid in a stall in the toilet.

Just as she closed the door, the person outside entered. Lin Qing looked up and saw Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping looked at Lin Qing apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm in a real hurry."

She lifted her short skirt to her waist and hurriedly sat on the toilet, not even closing the door. A strong stream of water gushed out, the sound lasting for about half a minute before gradually diminishing and disappearing.

"Where's Su Ying?"

Zhou Ping stood up, wiping the remaining water droplets from her red labia and fine pubic hair with a tissue, and asked Lin Qing.

Lin Qing glanced at the closed door of the cubicle next to her. Zhou Ping pulled up her underwear and approached him, her voice barely audible. "Still haven't taken her?"

Lin Qing nodded. "Oh, she's gone."

Zhou Ping said loudly, a mischievous smile on her face. Her slender hands grabbed the hem of her short skirt and pulled it up to her thighs. The semi-transparent, narrow gauze underwear couldn't cover her mons pubis.

Lin Qing saw two thick, curly tufts of black pubic hair peeking out from the sides of her underwear. Below her slender waist, which was free of any excess fat, her delicate, snow-white buttocks were covered only by a narrow strip of fabric. The edges of the fabric revealed round, white buttocks that connected to her long, shapely thighs. The top of her rounded thighs was completely exposed, and her underwear couldn't hide the thick, curly pubic hair on her high mons pubis.

Zhou Ping spread her slender, shapely legs, lowered her head, and tucked the pubic hair peeking out from the sides of her panties inside. Her skirt was lifted to her waist, giving Lin Qing a full view of her flat, smooth abdomen, her bean-like navel incredibly alluring.

Chapter 146 Teasing Su Ying.

Zhou Ping pulled Lin Qing's hand and pressed it against her ample breasts, making him hug her soft body from behind. Her long hair brushed against Lin Qing's face, the fragrance of her hair constantly wafting into his nose.

Lin Qing lifted her onto the washbasin. Zhou Ping kicked her long legs in the air, squinting at Lin Qing, tilting her chin towards the stall where Su Ying was hiding, a sly smile on her face, and placing her index finger in front of her open mouth in a gesture to silence her.

Then, she pushed Lin Qing's body away, gently slid off the sink, turned to face the gleaming mirror, and twisted her slender waist, rubbing her firm, round buttocks against his penis

. Her face flushed, she gasped, "Ah, no, ah, you're so naughty." She pulled Lin Qing's hand, which was pressing against her firm, full breasts, down to

her smooth, delicate thighs. Pressed against Lin Qing's back, Zhou Ping's fair cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Lin Qing's hand slid along her thighs, parting the narrow strip of fabric from her panties, covering her thick, curly pubic hair. His index finger touched her wet, slippery labia.

Zhou Ping gently tossed her head, her cheek, as warm as jade, pressed against Lin Qing's neck. Her slightly parted lips exhaled hot, sweet breath. Lin Qing's penis pressed tightly against her long, fiery buttocks. She reached back and unzipped Lin Qing's pants, pulling his underwear aside. Her smooth little hand swiftly and accurately pulled out his penis, exclaiming exaggeratedly in Su Ying's direction, "Wow, it's so big!"

Then, she stood on tiptoe, sticking her firm, pert buttocks out, her slippery, wet vulva pressed tightly against his erect penis.

Lin Qing's hand, which was covering her tender white buttocks, pulled open her narrow underwear, his penis rubbing against her hot, fleshy cleft. Zhou Ping moaned, swaying her buttocks back, her wet, delicate labia rubbing against his glans. The slippery sensation fueled Lin Qing's lust.

Zhou Ping exaggeratedly feigned a struggle, "Uh, hmph, you, you can't do this, oh!"

She used her hand to hold the glans and parted her wet labia, then thrust her round, white buttocks back forcefully. With a 'whoosh' sound, Lin Qing's glans parted her tender labia and, with the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, inserted into her narrow honey hole.

Her penis was tightly gripped by the rings of tender flesh inside her honey hole. Zhou Ping gritted her teeth and hissed, "Ah, so big, so hot, be gentle, fuck, fuck me to death, ah, be gentle." Her

snow-white, round buttocks thrust back, welcoming the penis tightly inserted into her tight honey hole.

Hearing Zhou Ping's lewd words, Su Ying blushed and her heart pounded as she quietly opened the door a crack. Seeing Lin Qing and Zhou Ping's lower bodies pressed so closely together, their lips kissing so intimately, she couldn't help but fall into a passionate daze. A wave of numbness washed over her thighs, and she leaned weakly against the wall by the door with her legs together.

Zhou Ping saw Su Ying peeking at them in the large mirror in front of her. Feigning shyness, she moaned, "Oh, you can't do this, uh-huh, no."

Her soft, fragrant body trembled slightly, her fair, rounded buttocks taut, and the wet, soft walls of her honeyed cave contracted and sucked at his penis.

Lin Qing's hand rested on her slender waist, his glans, deep inside her uterus, withdrew and then gently pushed back in. Zhou Ping's whole body went limp. She gripped the washbasin, spread her long, smooth legs, arched her slender waist, and thrust her rounded buttocks high to meet the man's thrusts.

His penis, tightly enveloped by her honeyed cave, thrust faster. The layers of tender flesh inside Zhou Ping's honeyed cave spasmed and contracted, and a gush of passionate fluid spurted from deep within her uterus, splashing onto his glans and flowing from between their tightly joined flesh. Her long, white thighs trembled as if in spasms, and her body slumped downwards.

Lin Qing hurriedly embraced her slippery buttocks, thrusting his penis deeper into her tight, honeyed cave. Her tender, red labia flipped in and out with each stroke.

"Oh, hmm, so big, faster, harder, I'm coming!"

Zhou Ping's expression was ecstatic, her alluring eyes glistening with tears. "Mmm, good, good."

Lin Qing held her firm, bouncy buttocks tightly, his penis pumping faster in and out of her wet, tight cave. The soft, white flesh of her buttocks slapped against his lower abdomen with a 'slap slap slap' sound, mingling with the 'plop plop plop' sound of his penis squeezing out her love juices.

"Baby, is it comfortable?"

Lin Qing kissed Zhou Ping's ear.

"Mmm, hmm, mmm, hmm..."

Zhou Ping moaned alternately through her mouth and nostrils.

Lin Qing thrust again with all his might, his glans penetrating to the deepest part of her honey hole. "Does it feel good?"

"Uh, hmm, just like that, don't move, all the way in, push tighter, don't move, you, you're so good."

Zhou Ping moaned, pushing her pert buttocks back forcefully, pressing them tightly against the pubic bone at the base of his penis, their flesh rubbing together. Her snow-white, smooth thighs pressed tightly against Lin Qing's legs, leaving no gap between his penis and her honey hole.

Lin Qing wrapped his arms around her flat, smooth abdomen, his elastic thigh muscles twitching, her honey hole tightly gripping his penis and contracting sharply. The tender flesh of the vaginal walls writhed and rubbed violently, her cervix sucking at his glans like a small mouth. Zhou Ping hugged his buttocks tightly, pushing his penis even deeper into her tender honey hole, moaning heavily, "Push, push me to death."

Hot love juice gushed out again, the urethral opening on his glans feeling numb and itchy. Lin Qing couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated a thick stream of semen, powerfully spraying it onto her cervix.

"Ugh, you shot so much, it feels so good."

Just as Lin Qing was about to pull his penis out, Zhou Ping reached back and grabbed his buttocks. "Don't move, it's so sore."

She arched her buttocks back and rubbed them against Lin Qing. "Mmm, so good, so uncomfortable."

She tilted her breasts back and turned her face, her smile blooming as she glanced at Su Ying, who was already aroused and at a loss, leaning against the half-open door. Her soft, red lips sealed the man's mouth, and her nimble tongue entered Lin Qing's mouth and swirled, filling it with sweet saliva.

Lin Qing sucked on her tender tongue and her sweet saliva. Zhou Ping's fair and smooth hand pulled his left hand, which was holding his round, perky buttocks, and placed it on her high, firm breasts. She pulled away from his tightly joined lips, slightly twisted her buttocks, and gestured for Lin Qing to pull his penis out of his tight little honey hole.

Lin Qing slowly pulled his penis out of her vagina, the glans withdrawing from the entrance and leaving her tender labia covered in sticky, lustful fluid.

Zhou Ping looked inexplicably disappointed. A glistening, thick fluid clung to her penis in her pink slit. Lin Qing reached out and gently pinched her soft, white buttocks. She raised her lowered head slightly, feigning a glare at Lin Qing. "You, you actually did this in front of Su Ying, you—"

Su Ying only snapped out of her daze when she heard Zhou Ping mention her name. She glanced at Lin Qing's glans, glistening with lustful fluid, and lowered her head, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"Aren't you going to put that cock away?"

Zhou Ping quickly pulled up her panties, pulled down her short skirt that was bunched up at her waist, smoothed it out, turned around, and kissed Lin Qing on the lips. "I'm leaving. You can do whatever you want with it." She

turned and gave Su Ying a seductive look before opening the door and leaving.

Lin Qing, his penis still slightly erect, walked to Su Ying's side. His hand had barely touched her slender shoulder when Su Ying recoiled, her narrow eyes reddening as she glared at him. "You, what are you going to do?"

"I—"

Lin Qing was momentarily speechless.

Su Ying looked down and saw Lin Qing's rapidly softening penis, and couldn't help but chuckle, instantly easing Lin Qing's mood. He shamelessly leaned in and hugged her shoulder again.

"Let go, let me go."

Su Ying continued to struggle, and Lin Qing was stunned.

Su Ying looked at the man before her, her tone slow but firm, "You, you just wanted to be with me, then you turned around and did that with Zhou Ping, and now you want to be with me again? Do you think I'm like her? Humph!"

She opened the door and ran out.

Chapter 147 Good Things

Take Time Lin Qing returned to the hall, feigning displeasure. Sun Yao, seeing him sitting silently in a chair, quietly approached, "Did you run into a wall again?"

Lin Qing sighed deeply, lowering his head.

Seeing his dejected look, Sun Yao chuckled. "Look at you, so pathetic. Don't worry, come to my dorm tonight, I'll help you figure something out."

After whispering in Lin Qing's ear, she glanced at him, giggled, and exaggeratedly swayed her slender waist and round hips as she walked to the center of the room. "Lin Qing, let me show you a dance we can only show you."

"There's one especially for me, thank you, I'll have to watch it carefully."

It was clear that Sun Yao had put a lot of thought into alleviating Lin Qing's low spirits.

"Wait a minute, let's change our clothes."

Sun Yao pulled Su Ying, who was still pouting and looking embarrassed and angry, towards the door.

"Go outside to change? We can do it here."

Lin Qing smiled lewdly.

"Go to hell."

Zhou Ping rolled her eyes at Lin Qing and followed Yang Yin out.

As dusk settled, the golden sunlight of twilight streamed through the gaps in the curtains into the spacious hall, filling the room with an ambiguous atmosphere.

As Lin Qing waited anxiously, the door slowly opened. Zhou Ping, walking at the front, wore a light pink, tight-fitting, sleeveless cheongsam that accentuated her curvaceous figure. Her high, firm breasts, slender waist, and round, shapely buttocks were alluring. Her soft, white arms, as white as snow, were exposed, adding to her sex appeal. The high slit revealed glimpses of her long, white legs as she moved, creating a hazy, alluring effect.

Sun Yao wore a black velvet cheongsam. Two buttons were undone below her white neck, revealing her pink and tempting skin, making Lin Qing imagine the full breasts beneath. The fabric clung to her rounded hips, highlighting her ample curves, and the slit revealed her long, white legs, making Lin Qing almost drool.

While Sun Yao's face didn't possess the fresh, refined beauty of Su Ying, her round, pink face and large, alluring eyes, along with her thin, soft red lips, made her incredibly sexy. She was prettier than Zhou Ping, more voluptuous than Su Ying, and had fairer, smoother skin than Yang Yin. In terms of overall qualities, she should rank first among the four.

Su Ying and Yang Yin, dressed in pure white, openwork short-sleeved cheongsams, followed behind, looking charming and alluring. Their black bras were faintly visible through the openwork, their skin revealing an irresistible sensuality.

The four women smiled as they walked to the front of the stage, forming a horizontal line. They swayed their hips to the rhythm of the soft music, their long legs peeking out from under their high-slit cheongsams, even their round buttocks occasionally peeking out. Zhou Ping, Sun Yao, and Yang Yin touched their high breasts, their cherry-like mouths slightly parted, their red tongues licking their thin lips, swaying their hips and throwing seductive glances at Lin Qing, displaying their sexy charm. Only Su Ying's expression was cold, and her movements were perfunctory.

Dressed in fresh and elegant attire, Su Ying and Yang Yin appeared refined and graceful, like fragrant and sweet tea, while the dignified and luxurious Zhou Ping and Sun Yao exuded sexiness and beauty, like rich and intoxicating wine.

Lin Qing walked over, entranced, and danced with them in turns, one on each side, to the romantic music. However, he was met with the expected rejection from Su Ying. He feigned composure, concealing his inner excitement, smiled at them, and pushed open the door to leave.

As autumn approached, the nights in Northeast China were already somewhat chilly. Lin Qing walked slowly along the campus paths. Sun Yao chased after him, panting. "You ran into a snag again, huh? I told you not to rush things. You don't understand Su Ying's temper."

"So what? I'll just stay away from her from now on, hmph."

Lin Qing said irritably, reaching out to pull Sun Yao's tall, beautiful body closer. "It's enough that you're so good to me."

"Really?"

Sun Yao nestled against Lin Qing seductively, giving him a tender look with her large, affectionate eyes. "I'm satisfied with just hearing that. Don't worry, I'll help you win her over tonight."

At dinner, the four girls sat at the table directly in front of Lin Qing, each lost in their own thoughts. No one spoke, making the already empty cafeteria even more silent on the weekend. They ate a few bites and left together.

Lin Qing sat in the cafeteria, mechanically smiling and greeting each teacher on duty who passed by. Looking at the few people scattered throughout the spacious cafeteria, his mood inexplicably sank.

Even the normally delicious food tasted bland. He ordered half a jin of baijiu (Chinese liquor), moved his plate to the table by the window, poured himself a full glass, swirled it in his hand, and downed it in one gulp. A fiery sensation

shot from his throat to his chest and abdomen. "Damn!" he couldn't help but spit out a curse word, "I'm going to sleep with you tonight." He downed a second glass of liquor in one gulp, and staggered out of the cafeteria. The cool evening breeze caressed his chest, mingling with the burning heat within him.

Lin Qing wandered around the campus in circles until it was deeply dark. Most of the already sparse lights went out, even the light from the female dormitory security guard's lamp was off, leaving only the faint glow of the television.

'The sleepy gatekeeper must be asleep by now,' he thought. Lin Qing, still half asleep, entered the girls' dormitory. Looking inside, he saw the dormitory auntie already slumped over her desk, snoring so loudly he could hear it clearly from outside. He tiptoed upstairs to the room where Sun Yao and Su Ying lived, took a deep breath

, and pushed open the slightly ajar door. The room was completely silent. By the moonlight filtering through the curtains, Lin Qing saw a beautiful woman sleeping soundly on her side on the not-so-wide student bed to his right. Her soft, slightly curled body was draped in a thin blanket around her waist, revealing a large portion of her smooth back, almost revealing her sexy buttocks. One of her long, bare legs was stretched out, the other bent, and a pair of white panties clung tightly to her round bottom. Her plump, delicate feet had toenails painted with light pink nail polish. Her alluring sleeping posture stirred his heart.

He slipped to the bedside and turned on the bedside lamp. Long, curled eyelashes, a straight, delicate nose, and alluringly soft lips—it was Su Ying.

Su Ying seemed to be fast asleep; her small nose was breathing softly on her charming face, and her rosy lips were trembling slightly, as if she were whispering something in her sleep.

'Where is Sun Yao?' Lin Qing's mind was filled with doubt, but his eyes were fixed on Su Ying's full breasts beneath her thin bra. Just as he was about to reach out and touch them, a small hand pulled him back from behind. "Don't rush, it's not time yet."

Lin Qing turned around and saw Sun Yao wearing a spaghetti-strap nightgown, her fair skin exposed. He took the opportunity to pull her forward and press her against the edge of the bed. Her soft breasts pressed against his chest, and he slipped his hand inside the nightgown, touching her soft, elastic breasts. As the girl twisted and kneaded them with a mixture of resistance and pleasure, Sun Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, her breasts rising higher and making her nipples even more prominent.

He had only touched and pinched her nipples a couple of times when they began to harden. He teased her left nipple with his fingers, then lowered his head and took her right nipple into his mouth, his lips enveloping the nipple as he gently bit it with his teeth, his tongue lightly licking the tip.

Sun Yao's voluptuous body writhed, her soft mons pubis rubbing against his crotch. Lin Qing's penis immediately became erect. He fondled Sun Yao's tender breasts, his tongue licking her hard nipples, his nose inhaling the milky fragrance emanating from her breasts, watching the expression of pleasure on her face.

Sun Yao moaned softly, "Mmm, mmm, mmm..."

as she tore off Lin Qing's outer garment, her small hands tightly gripping his back, her nails digging deeply into his back muscles.

Lin Qing lifted her slender and alluring body, quickly pulling her nightgown down to her knees, revealing her flawless, snow-white body before him.

Sun Yao's skin was white and smooth, still shimmering with a fair glow even under the dim light of the golden lamp. Her fair and pure oval face flushed crimson, her large, bright eyes narrowed into slits, and her rosy lips were half-open.

Lin Qing gently lifted her full, round buttocks and placed them on the edge of the bed. Her high, protruding mons pubis was alluringly protruding. He held her smooth, long legs and slowly spread them apart. At the end of her white, alabaster thighs, her full mons pubis was nestled between them, covered with long, fine, black pubic hair. Her large, arched labia majora parted as her thighs spread, revealing her bright red labia minora, glistening with a few drops of pale love fluid like pink roses dipped in dew.

Lin Qing buried his head down and licked her red, wrinkled labia minora with his tongue. The faint, erotic scent emanating from her honeyed cave made him lose his mind. Lin Qing's labia minora parted under the teasing touch of his tongue. He used his fingers to spread them open, revealing a wet, glistening vulva. The pale pink clitoris was slightly erect, its pink dome glistening with love juice. He swirled his tongue around the vulva, coating it with the sticky, slippery fluid.

Sun Yao clenched her teeth, her muscles tense, hissing as she inhaled. Lin Qing swiftly removed all his clothes, spreading her labia minora with his left hand and lifting his penis to the vulva with his right. He rubbed the glans against the vulva, coating it with love juice, and then thrust it into the slightly open opening. With a soft "splash," the fluid splattered as his penis disappeared into the warm, moist vulva.
Chapter 148 ( 01-13 ): Half Seduction, Half Coercion.

Sun Yao

let out a satisfied moan, her breasts involuntarily heaving. Lin Qing lifted her legs and thrust his penis in and out of her honeyed cave, the glans rubbing against the layers of skin inside, sending waves of pleasure through him.

He savored the pleasure of the thrusting, watching Sun Yao's expression as she experienced multiple orgasms, her body rising and falling beneath him in bliss, listening to her lewd moans rising and falling, "Ah, I, I, oh, oh, I'm going to die, oh, oh, I can't take it anymore."

His penis grew hard and erect, each thrust reaching the very end of her honeyed cave, the glans hitting her cervix.

Sun Yao looked up as Lin Qing's glans rapidly entered and exited her honeyed cave, grinding the constantly flowing lustful fluid into countless tiny bubbles that coated the entire penis. Between the penis and her honeyed cave, the gushing fluid accumulated into white, slippery stains, making the sheets sticky and slippery. Lin Qing's thrusts pushed her further and further back, until her entire body lay on the bed.

Lin Qing withdrew his penis, pulled Sun Yao's fair arms, and made her stand on the floor, arching her back and lying face down on the bed. He raised her round buttocks, thrusting his penis back into her crevice, his hands supporting her slippery buttocks, forcefully thrusting back and forth, the impact of her lower abdomen and buttocks producing crisp 'slap, slap' sounds.

Sun Yao supported herself on the bed, her body swaying back and forth in rhythm with the man's movements, her breasts swaying with her movements. Lin Qing bent down and pressed against her back, his hands kneading her full breasts. Lin Qing's fingers left red marks on her snow-white breasts as she arched her buttocks to receive his thrusts.

Lin Qing's glans slid in and out of her wet, sweet hole, the edges of his penis interlocking with the inner flesh, sending waves of pleasure through her. Sun Yao's head swayed wildly, her hair disheveled as she clutched the sheets, biting them hard with her teeth, moaning through her nostrils, "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh..."

Though indistinct, it was filled with alluring pleasure, encouraging Lin Qing's relentless assault.

Lin Qing pulled her close, his arms around her neck. Sun Yao smelled alcohol. "You, you've been drinking."

Lin Qing didn't answer, his mouth directly sealing hers, his tongue darting out. Sun Yao pressed herself against Lin Qing, twisting her delicate, pinkish-white body, breathing softly. Her white arms and legs clung to him, her body trembling violently, her juices gushing from her honeyed hole, forming countless glistening pearls on Lin Qing's pubic hair.

The muscles of her honeyed cave tightened and relaxed, gripping and twitching her penis. The glans was sucked forcefully, drawing out the burgeoning semen within Lin Qing. Lin Qing felt a tingling sensation in his glans and quickly withdrew his throbbing penis from the warm honeyed cave. He embraced Sun Yao's burning hot body and gently kissed her breathy lips. "Was it good?"

Sun Yao seemed to be still catching her breath, answering intermittently, "Mmm, it was good. Hmm, you're so naughty, always asking questions you already know the answer to."

Satisfied, she gently held his penis in her hand, her body nestled in his arms, radiating warmth and fragrance. A smile played on her lips as she playfully punched Lin Qing's chest with her small, pink fists, burying her face in his chest, her cheeks flushed.

With a soft, warm body in his arms, his still-erect penis grew even harder. Lin Qing stood on the ground, grabbed her long legs and

placed them on his shoulders, aiming his penis at her slightly swollen vulva and inserting it again. He reached for a pillow and placed it under her round, white buttocks, then lifted her long legs and thrust downwards. Sun Yao held onto Lin Qing's arms, her delicate brows furrowed, watching his penis enter and exit her honeyed cave, receiving the man's thrusts and intoxicated by the intense pleasure. She winked mischievously at him and gestured towards Su Ying's bed, "Go, go to her side."

Lin Qing didn't react for a moment, looking at her with a questioning gaze.

"You really don't want her anymore?"

Sun Yao glanced at Lin Qing. "Carry me over."

She laughed lasciviously. "Don't let your dick fall out, or I won't help you."

Lin Qing suddenly understood, bent down and hugged Sun Yao's soft body tightly as they moved to Su Ying's bed, thrusting even harder. Sun Yao's long legs, hanging high, kicked wildly, moaning lasciviously, "Ah, ah, ya, ya, baby, faster."

Su Ying, beside him, murmured groggily, slightly turning her body, turning her back towards Lin Qing and Sun Yao, her small hands pulling the towel around her waist up a little. Lin Qing

couldn't help but stop thrusting, turning his head to look at Su Ying.

Su Ying continued to sleep soundly, her breathing heavy. Sun Yao revealed a charming smile, thrusting her mons pubis upward, raising her pretty face to bring her rosy lips to Lin Qing's mouth. Lin Qing lowered his head to kiss her, and began to thrust again.

The sounds of kissing and the wet smacking of thrusting grew louder. Within two minutes, Su Ying's breathing became heavy and labored. Sun Yao smiled knowingly, using her eyes to stop Lin Qing's urge to look at Su Ying, and then cried out in exaggerated moans, "Ah, ah, so strong, you, ah, so good, so incredibly good!"

Su Ying secretly turned her face to look at them in the dim light. Sun Yao's straight legs were raised high, and Lin Qing moved between them.

Sun Yao turned her face towards Su Ying's ear, letting out a long moan: "Ah, baby, ah, fuck me to death, ya, oh..."

With each moan, her vaginal muscles writhed and trembled violently around the glans.

Su Ying's slightly open eyelids watched Sun Yao's long legs swaying back and forth, unable to suppress her heavy breathing.

Hearing Su Ying's aroused forgetfulness, Lin Qing felt a surge of desire. His penis, soaking in Sun Yao's warm, honeyed cave, swelled. Sun Yao quickly loosened her tightly clenched vaginal muscles and pushed Lin Qing's body away. "Don't ejaculate."

"What now?"

"I'll make you feel even better."

Sun Yao turned her body around, her small hand grasping his penis and slowly stroking it. Her cherry-like mouth opened wide, her tongue licking the glans. Her soft tongue tip skillfully circled the glans, slowly taking the penis into her alluring mouth and swallowing it. Her tongue tip licked around the edge of the glans, then she released the glans and gently sucked on the shaft with her sexy, thin lips, before taking the glans back in and sucking hard.

The penis penetrated deeper and deeper into Sun Yao's beautiful mouth until her thin lips touched the base. Sun Yao took the entire penis into her mouth and swallowed it, her slender fingers rubbing around Lin Qing's anus. Lin Qing's hands moved and kneaded along the beautiful curves of Sun Yao's body, thrusting his hips to send his penis deep into her throat, listening to the 'plop plop' sounds coming from Sun Yao's sexy, alluring mouth.

Sun Yao spat out the penis, twisting her round buttocks to press Lin Qing's body

down. "Was it comfortable?" she asked, wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth with her fingers.

Lin Qing gently wiped her mouth. Sun Yao's

body went limp. She gestured towards Su Ying with her lips. "Carry me back, then you two can play slowly. I'm tired." Lin Qing carried Sun Yao's limp body back to her own bed, then turned to Su Ying's bedside. He reached out and touched her slightly protruding breasts.

Su Ying tried her best to suppress her breathing and pretended to be asleep, showing no reaction. Lin Qing's fingers gently caressed her soft nipples. Soon, Su Ying's small nipples stood erect through her bra. Lin Qing lowered his head and licked her delicate nipples through her bra.

Su Ying's slender body trembled slightly. She rolled over and lay flat on the bed, her exquisite breasts almost spilling out. Between her parted legs, Lin Qing saw white panties tightly wrapped around her round mons pubis, with long, curly pubic hair peeking out from the edge of the panties.

Su Ying's slender, delicate body, small breasts, slender waist and legs, and taut buttocks exuded a bony beauty, except for her plump, soft mons pubis, which was full of flesh. Lin Qing gently touched her tender, smooth labia through her panties, his fingers circling and rubbing, feeling the moist heat. Just as his fingers were about to slip inside the panties,

Su Ying could no longer pretend to be reserved. She feigned waking up, rubbing her sleepy eyes, "What, what are you doing?"

Lin Qing looked at her hazy eyes and hugged her thin shoulders, "Baby, I've missed you so much."

"Don't do this, what will my boyfriend do if he finds out? Please, let me go."

Su Ying desperately pushed Lin Qing away, but Lin Qing held her slender waist tightly, kissing her face. Su Ying's bare little feet kicked wildly by the bed, too embarrassed to shout, she could only struggle desperately.

"Don't worry, he won't find out."

Lin Qing's left hand was around her waist, and his right hand grabbed the strap of her panties and pulled them down.

"Oh, let me go! I can't betray my boyfriend!"

Su Ying was so anxious she was about to cry. She gripped Lin Qing's hand tightly and pulled upwards. After a struggle, Lin Qing managed to pull down her panties, revealing her long, fine pubic hair.

Su Ying's soft breasts pressed against Lin Qing's body, making him feel incredibly sexy. His hand reached down from their pressed lower abdomens to touch the girl's warm, moist labia. Su Ying's supple legs clamped tightly together, her smooth muscles gripping Lin Qing's hand.

"No! Let go!"

Two tears slid down Su Ying's cheeks. Her panties were haphazardly rolled up under her buttocks, her delicate feet tensed, and she stood on tiptoe.

Chapter 149 Plucking the Delicate Flower

Seeing the tears in Su Ying's narrow eyes, Lin Qing was about to press down on her body when Sun Yao on the opposite bed inadvertently turned over, muttering incoherently.

Su Ying's struggle immediately intensified. She pulled up her panties, pushed Lin Qing away, stood up, walked to the wardrobe, and bent down to find some clothes. A round, plump little bottom was sticking out in front of Lin Qing.

Lin Qing looked at Su Ying's straight, slender legs and firm, pink buttocks. Beneath her upturned bottom, her soft labia were visible through thin panties, a small wet patch in the center almost revealing the shape of her soft, moist cleft. He couldn't resist touching her behind her.

Su Ying turned her head, her narrow eyes pleadingly fixed on him. Lin Qing grabbed Yang Liu's arm and pulled her in front of him.

"No, no, please, please,"

Su Ying struggled anxiously, afraid of waking Sun Yao, and pleaded softly.

Lin Qing ignored her pleas, bent down, reached under her legs, lifted her up, and laid her down on the bed, pulling down her panties.

Su Ying's slender pubic hair wasn't thick, forming only a small rectangular area above her labia. The edges of her labia were clean and smooth to the touch.

Lin Qing had only touched her a few times when Su Ying's breathing became rapid. She grabbed Lin Qing's hand and whispered, "Please, no, don't let Sun Yao see."

Lin Qing touched her slightly protruding breasts through her thin underwear, pulling her bra down to her slender collarbone. Her trembling breasts stood erect before him, not large, but still beautifully shaped, white and round, proudly upright without sagging. In the center of her pale areolas, pink nipples stood erect.

He leaned down and pressed against Su Ying's soft, boneless body, opening his mouth to suckle her small nipple, his hand caressing her soft labia, his penis brushing against her smooth inner thigh.

Su Ying, breathing heavily, let Lin Qing press down on her. "Ah, ah, um, um,"

she groaned, letting out long-suppressed moans. Her honeyed cave was already soaking wet. She felt both expectant and shy, her long, smooth legs slightly parted. "Hurry up, please, Su Ying will wake up soon,"

she murmured, her voice tinged with a sob.

Sun Yao was asleep opposite her. Making love in front of others was something Su Ying, outwardly open but inwardly shy, found hard to accept. She lay quietly on the bed, her eyes tightly closed, her body languid, limbs outstretched, her breasts rising and falling, her small breasts trembling with her breath.

Lin Qing gently patted her face twice. She suddenly opened her eyes, gazing at Lin Qing with deep affection, and hugged him, sobbing softly; "Lin Qing, sob, Lin Qing, oh..."

The girl's emotional change left Lin Qing somewhat at a loss. Su Ying pressed her soft breasts against him, her eyes blurry with tears, "Do you know how much I like you?"

"I know."

Lin Qing reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"No, you don't know."

The girl's originally soft and sweet voice became sharp, "You don't care about my feelings at all."

She buried her head deep in Lin Qing's chest, cool tears sliding down his skin.

Lin Qing lifted her pointed chin, "I'm sorry."

He kissed her trembling red lips.

Su Ying's thin, soft lips were wet with tears, cool and slightly salty. Lin Qing licked the tears from the corners of her mouth with the tip of his tongue, gently stirring the emotions in her heart.

Su Ying's initial cold resignation gradually transformed into passionate eagerness. Her tongue shyly darted out, making a fleeting, almost ethereal touch to Lin Qing's lips before quickly slipping away, only to return a few seconds later.

After several repetitions, Lin Qing caught her rhythm. When her tongue returned to his lips, he opened his mouth and precisely captured her smooth,

fragrant tongue, entwining it tightly. Su Ying let out a long, resigned sigh, her smooth tongue sliding into Lin Qing's mouth. Lin Qing caressed her soft breasts, his fingertips flicking her erect nipples. Su Ying pulled away from his mouth, letting out a soft moan: "Mmm, mmm..."

Lin Qing lifted her legs, pressing them against his chest, her plump mons pubis bulging high. He lowered his head, resting his tongue against her firm thighs.

Su Ying's soft, fine pubic hair formed a small tuft of black on her plump mons pubis, contrasting sharply with her fair skin. Beneath the fine pubic hair, her delicate labia minora shone an alluring bright red.

Lin Qing used his fingertips to spread Su Ying's labia minora, revealing her clitoris and moist opening. He gently inserted his fingers into her vagina, stimulating her desire.

Su Ying gripped his shoulders tightly, letting out a series of soft moans, her rosy face tilted back, her breathing rapid.

Lin Qing spread her firm thighs, bringing his mouth close to her rosy labia minora and blowing hot air into them. Her tender, pink clitoris swelled, trembling slightly, soft yet firm. A fragrant scent wafted from between her labia, mingled with a few glistening drops of love juice, exuding a powerful allure.

He gently kissed her labia minora, his tongue licking her delicate clitoris. Su Ying's body trembled violently, shaking as if electrocuted. Her firm, upturned buttocks swayed from side to side, dodging my man's tongue, her soft, alluring moans a further stimulating tease for Lin Qing. He sucked hard on her erect clitoris, drawing it and her labia into his mouth, his tongue gently licking the tip. The tingling sensation made Su Ying arch her back and curl up on the bed, her sticky white fluids gushing from her honeypot.

Lin Qing inserted his left finger into her wet, slick flesh, while his right hand climbed onto Su Ying's hot, soft breasts, his hand covering her full, delicate breasts, his palm rubbing against her erect nipples.

Su Ying looked at him with narrowed eyes, panting softly, "Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm..."

Lin Qing withdrew his wet finger from her honeypot, placed his hand on Su Ying's shoulder, and positioned his penis against her overflowing honeypot, the glans rubbing against her wet labia without penetrating. Gently grinding against the hot, soft flesh, the slippery love fluids grew thicker and thicker.

Su Ying pursed her lips, humming a cloying melody through her delicate nose, "Mmm, mmm, mmm..."

Lin Qing's glans slowly probed in, but only briefly, retreating less than a centimeter each time, watching as the thick penis stretched the round hole into Su Ying's tight, moist opening.

Su Ying gasped in pain, veins bulging on the back of her fair hands, her slender fingers gripping Lin Qing's forearm tightly, her moist opening contracting strongly, constricting the glans. The hot, soft flesh of her vagina writhed against the shaft, her low moans gradually rising in intensity. Her right hand impatiently reached down to her crotch, grasping the penis outside the opening, while her left arm wrapped around Lin Qing's back, pressing down on his buttocks, her lips slightly parted, crying out in unbearable tenderness, "Come on, come quickly, don't, don't torture me anymore."

Seeing her anxious expression, Lin Qing shifted his pelvis and thrust forward, with a 'plop', the glans disappeared into the crevice of her flesh.

Su Ying immediately cried out "Ah—"

and tightly embraced Lin Qing's waist with her jade-like arms.

Lin Qing's penis was tightly enveloped by the hot, moist flesh of her vagina, and the gentle thrusting brought waves of warm, tight, and slippery pleasure. He moved his hips, his penis thrusting wildly within the tight embrace of her vaginal flesh.

Su Ying's fingernails dug deeply into the muscles of Lin Qing's back, her slender, fair body moving back and forth repeatedly with Lin Qing's thrusting, her beautifully shaped breasts swaying with each movement, making Lin Qing utterly intoxicated.

She bit her lower lip tightly, letting out unbearable moans through her nose: "Mmm, mmm, so good, oh, mmm, mmm..."

a series of lewd words whispered in Lin Qing's ear.

Lin Qing felt the soft, wet sensation inside her vagina, the girl's vagina tightly enveloping his penis from front to back. He doubled the speed of his thrusting, and his hands gripped her breasts even harder.

Su Ying's hands fell off his waist onto the bed, trembling as she gripped the sheets. Her calf muscles were taut, kicking straight out from under his armpits. Her honey hole twitched rhythmically, undulating around his penis. Hot, slippery love juice gushed from her uterus, spraying onto his glans. The tingling, burning sensation was indescribably pleasurable.

Then, Su Ying's slender thighs bent, her heels pressing firmly against the sheets, her toes pointing upwards. Her round, plump buttocks contracted tightly. She moved her hands from Lin Qing's back to my waist, pushing upwards slightly, afraid that Lin Qing would thrust forcefully. "Ah, um, oh..."

She bit her lip, her hair swaying, and with Lin Qing's thrusts, she let out an uncontrollable moan. Her body became hot, her areolas turned even pinker, and her small nipples hardened.

Chapter 150 Cherry Blossoms

Lin Qing knelt on the bed, pulling up Su Ying's legs, making her plump mons pubis stand even higher. His penis and her vulva formed a straight line, the glans thrusting deep into her honey hole, colliding with her cervix. At the same time, he freed his hands to knead her firm breasts, thrusting his penis with a 'slap slap' sound, the sound of love juice mingling with the 'plop, plop' sound of the glans pushing against her vaginal opening.

"Oh, oh, wow, wow, um, um..."

Su Ying moaned softly beneath Lin Qing, her bright red lips pressed together, her head swaying from side to side, her unconscious moans growing louder and louder, as if she had forgotten Cui Yao's presence, her erect nipples protruding from between my fingers.

Lin Qing picked her up and straddled her, her legs outstretched. Su Ying clung tightly to him, her long legs wrapped around his waist, the smooth muscles at the base of her thighs rubbing against him with the rhythm of his thrusts, her pink little feet curling inwards forcefully. Lin Qing lifted her round buttocks and thrust his penis in and out for a long distance.

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

Su Ying's soft body leaned against Lin Qing's chest, trembling and panting. She looked up at him with a blissful expression. His glans was inside her wet, sweet hole, moving back and forth. Her whole body trembled as she wrapped her arms and legs around Lin Qing, her buttocks raised off the bed. She couldn't suppress her heavy breathing, her soft body trembling and convulsing in response to his thrusts.

Her breath was warm on Lin Qing's face. Su Ying was dizzy with pleasure, lost in the sensations Lin Qing was giving her, when suddenly she heard a very faint sound from across the room. Sun Yao had turned over, her face facing her. Su Ying's small, pretty face was flushed with a drunken blush. "No, no more! Sun Yao seems to be awake. Quickly... get down!"

Her voice was urgent, as if she wanted to cry.

Lin Qing didn't stop. He pressed his legs firmly against her soft, white legs, his glans sliding deep into her wet, sweet hole, touching her delicate cervix.

"Ah..."

Su Ying let out a soft cry as the glans touched the deepest part of her honeyed cave, making her body go limp. Her small hands weakly pushed against Lin Qing's waist, her dark hair spread across the pillow, her pink lips slightly parted. Her long legs, pressed against her side by Lin Qing, lifted up intermittently with the insertion of his penis, her hair half-covering her small oval face. She turned back and forth under Lin Qing's pressure, constantly moaning and sighing. Her slender legs intertwined and opened, her round buttocks rising to meet his thrusts.

Lin Qing arched his back and thrust powerfully, twisting his buttocks and rubbing the cervix with the glans, making Su Ying's petite body helpless under his pressure.

She tilted her head to his shoulder, squinting her small eyes, and suddenly realized that Sun Yao was awake, looking at her with a gloating smile. Instantly, her vagina contracted strongly, and she covered her face with her small hands, shyly calling out to Sun Yao, "Yao Yao, help me, don't let him... I didn't want to!"

Sun Yao smiled smugly without any attempt to hide it, "Oh, don't be shy, don't you like him a lot? Hehe."

Under Sun Yao's gaze, Su Ying made love with Lin Qing, her erect nipples trembling with excitement, uttering incoherent moans, her little feet stretched taut, thick, lustful fluid overflowing from her vagina.

Lin Qing's movements became more and more vigorous, his penis thrusting forcefully into her wet opening, Su Ying's breathing becoming increasingly rapid. Panting, she pushed against his chest, "Mmm, mmm..."

she couldn't help but moan softly.

"Can't take it anymore, huh?"

Sun Yao lazily got up and came to Su Ying's side, gently pinching her cheek. "Look how wanton you are."

Lin Qing pressed down on Su Ying's fair body, his hands kneading her soft, trembling breasts. Sun Yao looked at Su Ying with a slight smile.

Su Ying felt Sun Yao watching her and struggled .

Her moans, "Ah, ah, um..." became more and more obvious. Her small hands were less like pushing Lin Qing away and more like wrapping around his waist. Her legs bent up and intertwined with his. The love juice flowing from between her flesh soaked the sheets.

Lin Qing placed his hand on the side of her head, his pubic bone pressing tightly against her soft mons pubis. "Ah, hiss, um..."

Su Ying kept gasping for breath. Her head was on the pillow, her neck arched back, her whole body trembling. Her feet were on the bed, her round buttocks sticking up, her tender buttocks taut. Her mouth was wide open but she couldn't make a sound. Her slender fingers pinched Lin Qing's arm tightly.

Each time Lin Qing thrust in, he shoved it all the way in, then slowly pulled it out, leaving only the glans to gently rub against the entrance of her honeyed cave before forcefully thrusting it in again. He propped himself up on his elbows, cupping Su Ying's face in his hands, admiring her shy yet wanton expression.

Su Ying was still too shy to let go, afraid to moan loudly. Her jade feet hooked around Lin Qing's waist, swaying back and forth, her brows furrowed, her breath coming in muffled gasps.

Lin Qing whispered in her ear, "Baby, turn over, I want to fuck you from behind."

Su Ying glanced shyly at Sun Yao beside her, but didn't react.

Sun Yao smiled faintly, blinking ambiguously, "You do your thing, just pretend I'm not here."

Su Ying blushed deeply, obediently turning her body around, her round little buttocks sticking up high.

Lin Qing knelt behind her, staring at Su Ying's white legs, his left hand supporting her raised buttocks, his right hand caressing her soft breasts, before forcefully thrusting his penis into her slit once more.

Su Ying lay face down in front of Lin Qing, her buttocks raised, her face flushed as Lin Qing's hands caressed her small breasts. His penis was inserted into her pink, moist opening, and her hot body leaned back softly against the man's chest. Her opening contracted rhythmically, and love juice flowed down her beautiful, white thighs. Her hair danced rhythmically with the vigorous movements of her body.

Lin Qing held her buttocks firmly, his penis thrusting rapidly inside her, and her juices flowed down her snow-white inner thighs.

Su Ying's white, smooth buttocks turned red from the impact. Forgetting all about modesty, she cried out repeatedly, "Ah, ah..."

She couldn't help but grab Lin Qing's hand, turning back to look at him with a mournful gaze.

Lin Qing quickly thrust his penis forward, gripping her smooth buttocks tightly and pulling them forcefully towards his lower abdomen. Su Ying moaned softly, spurting out her love juices that washed over his glans. Her body then went limp on the bed, completely exhausted.

Lin Qing turned her over, his penis gently penetrating her honeyed cave, feeling the hot, pulsating flesh enveloping her. He cupped her face and tenderly kissed the fragrant sweat from her forehead. "Is it comfortable?"

Su Ying slowly opened her narrow eyes, her face overflowing with affection. She reached out her slender hand to stroke Lin Qing's hair. "Mmm, so comfortable. How about you?"

"I'm so comfortable too. Do you want it to be like this every day?"

Lin Qing gently moved his still hard penis

, which was still soaking inside her honeyed cave. Su Ying closed her narrow eyes and nodded slightly. The shy expression on her pretty face almost made Lin Qing swoon...

"Call me husband, and I'll make you feel this comfortable every day."

"No, I'm so embarrassed, oh..."

Su Ying covered her eyes with her hands, shyly and coquettishly.

Lin Qing pulled her hands away. "Good girl, I really want to hear it."

"Mmm, father-in-law, hee hee."

Su Ying began to act coquettishly under Lin Qing. Lin Qing knew he had conquered her.

"Fine, call me father-in-law, you want to be my daughter-in-law?"

Lin Qing deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, making Su Ying clench her small fists and punch him hard. "Are you trying to kill me? Humiliating me like this, and you still want to sleep with my daughter-in-law? Someone as filthy as you, how could you possibly have a son? Humph."

"Whether I can have a son or not depends on you, but if I really had a daughter-in-law as beautiful as you, I really couldn't resist."

"Who's going to have a son for you? Dream on."

Under Lin Qing's constant stimulation, Su Ying's alluring body began to writhe slightly beneath him again.

Lin Qing used his knees to separate Su Ying's slender legs, grabbing her smooth little feet and pulling them apart. Su Ying slightly lifted herself up, watching his penis busily moving in and out of her honey hole, sometimes shallowly, sometimes deeply. Her deep-seated lustful nature could no longer be controlled, and heavy moans mixed with soft sobs: "Ah, husband, you, you're so amazing, I, I can't take it anymore. Waaah..."

Her incoherent moans drove Lin Qing crazy. He hoisted Su Ying's long, fair thighs onto his shoulders, opened his mouth and took her soft, boneless little feet into his mouth, his tongue licking down her feet to her heels. Su Ying's moans were now tinged with uncontrollable giggles, her delicate little feet covered in his saliva.

Lin Qing pushed her long legs forward, almost touching her face, her body curled up, her hands supporting her fragrant shoulders as she leaned forward, his penis plunging into the deepest part of her honey hole.

Su Ying's small feet were still on his shoulders, her head twisting and turning, her brows furrowed, and waves of love juice gushing out. Lin Qing forced himself to ejaculate and continued thrusting. Su Ying tightly hugged his neck, her legs straightening to meet his thrusts. "Ah, husband, ah, I, I'm coming."

The slippery, hot flesh inside her honey hole tightly gripped his glans, contracting and sucking, and hot love juice sprayed forcefully onto his urethral opening. His penis was being sucked incessantly by Su Ying's honey hole during her orgasm, his glans hardening and tingling, and he shivered several times. Lin Qing couldn't hold back any longer, his penis trembling as he ejaculated, shooting his semen deep into her honey hole from his wide-open urethral opening.

Then, he lay on Su Ying's soft, boneless body, panting heavily.

Chapter 151 Two Beauties in My Arms

Su Ying tightly embraced Lin Qing's sweat-drenched body. "Husband, you shot so much!"

Her satisfied face was flushed with desire, her eyes languid. She nestled against Lin Qing's chest, enjoying the afterglow of her climax. Her breasts rose and fell with her breath, her vagina continued to convulse, and vaginal fluid mixed with semen squeezed out from between the tender skin covering his penis. Her soft body lay on the bed, her long legs crossed behind her, gripping the man's buttocks, as if afraid that his gradually softening penis would slip out of her vagina.

"If you don't shoot so much, how will you give me a son?"

"You want all four of us sisters to give you sons? Humph, don't think I don't know the sweet talk you use to coax them."

Su Ying used her yin energy to contract her honey hole, sucking the penis with alternating tightness and looseness, drawing out the remaining semen.

"I'll drain you dry, let's see what you can shoot next."

The softened penis slowly fell out of the honey hole, Su Ying's hands still holding Lin Qing, she hugged him and leaned against the headboard without moving.

"Hehe, are you jealous? I was wondering why you've been so cold to me."

"Who's jealous of you, shameless, so self-righteous."

"Okay, okay, I was the one who was self-righteous, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please let me go?"

Lin Qing pretended to be disappointed, struggling to get out of her embrace.

Su Ying quickly reached out and grabbed Lin Qing's penis, "Don't go."

"Haha, you still can't bear to part with me, baby, do you like me fucking you?"

"Mmm, you're so naughty, I, I won't tell you."

Su Ying held the penis, stroking it up and down, reluctant to let go.

"Alright, don't get it hard, or you'll have to suffer again."

Su Ying giggled, covering her mouth as Lin Qing teased her. She pressed her face close to Lin Qing's, her watery eyes radiating a captivating charm. Her face was still flushed, her passion clearly not yet waning.

She hugged Lin Qing tightly, gently kissing him on the lips, her alluring demeanor a stark contrast to her daytime persona.

"You've both gotten what you wanted, haven't you?"

Sun Yao leaned closer, her ample breasts trembling alluringly. "Feels good, doesn't it? You little slut."

Her soft hand gently touched Lin Qing's still-long, limp penis. "How are you going to thank your great matchmaker?"

Lin Qing suddenly turned and planted a deep kiss on Sun Yao's red lips. His soft, fragrant lips were held in his mouth, and Sun Yao's beautiful eyes widened, her body limp against Lin Qing's shoulder.

Lin Qing kissed her small lips, his hands still wrapped around Su Ying's slender waist. "You—"

Su Ying hadn't expected Lin Qing to kiss Sun Yao in front of her, and her face flushed crimson with embarrassment. She ran her hand through her hair.

Sun Yao's pure and lovely face turned red, and she lowered her eyes. Lin Qing's fingers gently slid under Su Ying's armpit. "Pfft!" Su Ying couldn't help but laugh, her body shaking with laughter. The alluring waves of her breasts almost made Lin Qing drool, and his slight embarrassment vanished.

Sun Yao's hot, pink cheeks pressed against Lin Qing's face, playfully rubbing her nose against his. Lin Qing reached out and gently pinched her fair and smooth cheek. She leaned back, swaying her waist, and turned her head to smile, revealing a thousand charms.

Su Ying gently patted Sun Yao's exposed, round buttocks with her slender hand. "Wow, so sexy."

Sun Yao turned her body slightly, her movements graceful and alluring, the undulating curves of her breasts and buttocks arousing fantasies, her shy demeanor even more captivating. She coquettishly said, "Lin Qing, I want it so badly."

Lin Qing grabbed Su Ying's small hand and explored it on Sun Yao's hot body. Sun Yao half-heartedly twisted her body, making it easier for Su Ying to tease her. Su Ying blushed and murmured, "Mmm, Lin Qing, no, don't..."

which made Lin Qing and Sun Yao laugh.

The shy Su Ying reached out and pinched Lin Qing and Sun Yao's thighs hard. Lin Qing pressed her smooth body against his, lifting her delicate little feet and stroking them on his knees.

"Ah, it tickles so much,"

Su Ying let out a long moan, even closing her eyes. Her little feet had evenly spaced toes, neat toenails, and a perfect shape, emitting a faint fragrance. Lin Qing lowered his head quietly and began to suck on her smooth toes.

"What are you doing? Let go, it's dirty!"

Su Ying opened her eyes in embarrassment and panic, curling her little feet back. "You're so bad, you, no, don't!"

Her little feet were firmly held by Lin Qing, unable to pull back.

Lin Qing freed his right hand and traced it up her smooth calf, probing into her slippery thigh. Su Ying's delicate body trembled, she pursed her lips, and let out a rapid, soft moan from her nostrils: "Mmm, mmm..."

After sucking on each of her lovely toes, Lin Qing's tongue moved to the soft sole. Just as he licked it, Su Ying let out a soft "ooh," her legs clamping together, trapping Lin Qing's right hand completely. Her beautiful little feet swayed from side to side, tightening and struggling to escape.

Lin Qing gripped her tiny ankle tightly with his left hand, his tongue licking her sole repeatedly. "Ugh, ugh, it's so itchy, it's killing me! Stop, stop!"

As she pleaded, a dampness crept onto the fingertips of Lin Qing's right hand.

"Ah, no, ah..."

Su Ying's slender waist trembled, her small hand reaching down to grab Lin Qing's wrist and pull him up. "Husband, no more, I'm so tired."

Helpless, Lin Qing turned to Sun Yao. "Baby, aren't you tired?"

His hand climbed onto her firm breasts, which remained unsupported by a bra.

"Big brother, don't you care about your health? How many times a night do you do it?"

Sun Yao looked at Lin Qing tenderly. "I'm not tired, but can your body handle it? I don't have the appetite of Zhou Ping. It's not like I'm not going to do it with you anymore. Take a rest, you look so pale."

"Are I that pale?"

Lin Qing exaggeratedly touched his face.

"Not bad, it'll be a blackboard soon, okay. Stop fooling around, let me hold you and let you sleep for a while."

Hearing her say that, Lin Qing felt a cool sensation in his knees, clearly feeling the emptiness in his leg bones. "Okay, let's sleep for a while."

Leaning against Sun Yao's hot and soft breasts, fully experiencing the elasticity of her full breasts, the girl's even breathing, and a faint fragrance coming from behind his head.

"So comfortable, Sun Yao, you smell so good."

Lin Qing couldn't help but praise her. Su Ying in front of him moved her delicate body closer to Lin Qing's arms with slight dissatisfaction, until her small and soft breasts were pressed tightly against the man's chest. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Lin Qing's neck, raising her beautiful little face, and breathed on him shyly, "Don't I smell good?"

"Good, you smell good too."

With two equally hot and soft bodies in front of and behind him, Lin Qing wanted to take liberties, but a heavy weariness surged up as if it were beyond his control.

Just a few minutes later, he closed his eyes and fell asleep to the sweet, gentle voices whispering in his ear.

In the early morning, Lin Qing groggily woke up, gazing at the two girls' sleeping faces, so alluring and captivating in the morning light. His already erect penis swelled even more. He glanced at his wrist; it was almost 7 a.m.

Although classes didn't start until 9 a.m. on Mondays, some students who lived nearby would arrive at school early. To avoid being seen, Lin Qing reluctantly got up, quickly dressed, stood by the bed, and gently kissed Sun Yao and Su Ying's delicate cheeks. He opened the door and tiptoed out.

Once outside the girls' dormitory, he secretly rejoiced, unaware of the strange look from the gatekeeper behind him.

That evening, Lin Qing sat under the lamplight again, watching four beautiful young women dressed in sexy short skirts, displaying their shapely and slender legs. Their thin t-shirts accentuated their high, firm breasts, and the alluring lingerie beneath their sheer skirts exuded a strong temptation. Combined with their swaying breasts, wanton hip movements, and delicate, fair legs, everything aroused his desire. The low-cut, halter-neck skirts revealed their voluptuous breasts and delicate faces, dazzling him.

Chapter 152 Appraising the Four Beauties

Although he hadn't yet shared a bed with them, he had at least shared their affections, a partial victory indeed. Sitting in the spacious armchair, Lin Qing's lecherous gaze swept over the four beautiful girls who had all yielded to him, recalling the enchanting scenes of the past few days, secretly appraising each one.

Zhou Ping had the best figure; her large breasts, far from sagging, were slightly upturned, possessing the firm elasticity unique to young girls. She was also the most seductive and proactive in bed, though sometimes Lin Qing couldn't tell whether she was playing him or he was playing her.

Sun Yao was the most beautiful, with the fairest and most delicate skin, almost translucent. Her pink areolas and dark pubic hair were beautifully alluring against her fair skin, and her proportions were perfect, her breasts only slightly smaller than Zhou Ping's. Yang Yin

had the typical skin of a North China girl; not as fair as the other three, but still smooth and delicate, her fleshy complexion giving her a different kind of beauty. The only slight drawback was that her overly large buttocks sagged a little, but in the rear-entry position, each thrust brought an incredibly bouncy pleasure, a feeling that was truly indescribable.

Su Ying, the one most difficult to seduce, didn't have any obvious curves, but her slender, delicate body felt incredibly soft against him. Coupled with the coy, alluring look on her face, and the tightest, narrowest of the four, her brief climax and the hot, pulsating flesh of her vagina during orgasm, along with her unbearable expression and heart-wrenching moans, all of this further satisfied a man's vanity and pride. Just

then, Zhou Ping swayed her hips and walked over, smiling sweetly and flirtatiously, showing off her charm in front of Lin Qing, "Aren't we beautiful today? Are you having trouble seeing us all?"

The others also surrounded her with sweet smiles. Yang Yin sat on Lin Qing's lap, wiggling her bouncy hips. She turned back and smiled sweetly at him, her voice soft and coquettish as she parted her pearly teeth: "Can't take it anymore?"

Lin Qing reached out and cupped her breasts, gently kneading her rounded nipples through her t-shirt. Yang Yin smiled obediently and let him caress her.

Su Ying was a little jealous, shyly pinching Lin Qing with her small hand. She glanced at him with her alluring eyes, her face full of captivating sweet smiles, "Really?"

Her tone was sour.

Lin Qing pinched Su Ying's round little bottom and glanced towards his office. Su Ying immediately flashed a charming smile, straightened her body, and walked away gracefully, swaying her slender waist.

"Hmm, husband, did you miss me?"

Lin Qing slipped into the office, pulled Su Ying's slender body into his arms, and after a passionate kiss, Su Ying stammered as she asked him.

"Yes, I missed you so much."

Lin Qing's hands squeezed her firm, upturned buttocks.

"Mmm, mmm, I want it..."

Su Ying moaned urgently. Lin Qing withdrew his hand and lifted her t-shirt from under her armpits, revealing two white panels with a section of light blue fabric between them. Her half-support bra, adorned with delicate lace, exposed her tender white breasts, making her incredibly sexy.

"Baby, you're so sexy."

Lin Qing flipped the bra cups upwards, revealing her small, delicate breasts, their nipples standing erect. He brought his mouth to hers, licking and sucking, making Su Ying's face flush red and her breath come in short gasps. She held onto the table, sticking her buttocks up high, her knees on the chair.

Lin Qing took off her t-shirt and threw it on the table, leaving the bra stuck above her breasts. He then lifted Su Ying's skirt, pushing it up to her waist, and pulled her panties down to her knees. A dark wet stain already appeared on the crotch of her light blue silk lace panties. He squatted down, and Lin Qing's tongue touched the wet, tender flesh in the center of her hairy cleft.

"Ah..."

Su Ying's body trembled, and she cried out in embarrassment and anxiety, "Hmm, no, ah, hmm..."

Her pert buttocks swayed slightly to avoid Lin Qing's tongue. Lin Qing pressed down on her soft, smooth buttocks, his tongue sliding between her fleshy folds.

Su Ying couldn't help but let out a sweet moan: "Ah, ah, so, so comfortable, ah..."

As Lin Qing licked and sucked, he parted her two jade-like buttocks, his nose rubbing against her brownish-red anus.

"No, no, husband, I, no, no, it really won't work there."

Su Ying shook her round, pert buttocks forcefully, her moans filled with a sob of embarrassment and anxiety.

Lin Qing stood up, unzipped his pants, took out his swollen, painfully erect penis, and pressed it against her pink, wet vulva. "Baby, I'm coming."

"Ah? This, this, so embarrassing."

Su Ying turned her head, her narrow eyes wide open, her face full of embarrassment. Lin Qing's glans "plop" entered her honey hole.

"Mmm, ah, you're so naughty, you bad husband,"

Su Ying said coquettishly, lowering her head. Lin Qing thrust hard, inserting his entire glans.

Su Ying's tight, sensitive vagina was incredibly sensitive; as his glans sank deep inside, her hot, fleshy labia enveloped and licked his penis, the intense pleasure almost making Lin Qing ejaculate. The sudden impact also caused Su Ying

to moan, "Ugh, ugh..." Lin Qing slowly thrust in and out, gradually increasing the pressure.

"Oh, so good, ah..."

Su Ying moved her hips back and forth to match the penis's entry and exit, turning her head towards Lin Qing, panting softly, her eyes languid, her hair falling from her ears, obscuring half of her pretty face, which was flushed. Her delicate back was glistening with sweat, her short skirt bunched around her slender waist, adding to the eroticism. Her snow-white buttocks trembled slightly, the pink labia at the entrance of her vagina being inserted and then pulled out by his penis. Foamy love juice flowed down her inner thighs, blocked by the panties rolled up behind her knees. Her slender legs trembled slightly, her toes curling inward.

Lin Qing bent down, his hand reaching under her ribs to grasp her firm breasts, his index finger pressing down on her nipples, while his penis thrust harder into her honeyed depths.

"Ah, so deep, so deep, I want it, I want it!"

Su Ying's toes shot up high, her shapely legs trembling slightly. Lin Qing, on her back, thrust wildly, his glans rubbing rapidly against her wet, slippery honeyed depths.

The girl's moans suddenly stopped. Lin Qing paused, his glans feeling the intense contractions deep within her honeyed depths, the white, cloudy love fluid slowly flowing out.

Lin Qing wrapped his arms around Su Ying's slender waist, giving her a long, tender kiss. "Baby, you're so sensitive, you came so quickly."

Su Ying leaned her head on his shoulder, her pretty face filled with a charming expression of both joy and shyness. "It's all your fault, you're so naughty."

Lin Qing gently thrust his penis, still soaking in her honeyed depths, parting the writhing flesh around it and penetrating deeper.

"Ouch, ouch, it's so sour, my dear husband, so sour, please forgive me, please forgive me."

Su Ying's eyes were alluring as she cried out sweetly, pinching Lin Qing's cheek and nestling her head into his arms, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous light as she gazed at him. "Bad, bad husband."

Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed Su Ying's luscious red lips. Her breaths mingled softly, and she felt the man's deep love. As soon as Lin Qing left her lips, she gave him an angelic smile, curled up in his arms, wrinkled her little nose, sniffed his scent, and pouted, "You, um, smell bad."

"What? This is the real scent of a man."

Lin Qing lovingly kissed her forehead and took her little hand, gently stroking his chest muscles.

"Click."

The door opened, and Sun Yao walked in. "Ah! You guys, why didn't you lock the door?"

Su Ying was stunned when she saw Sun Yao come in. She sat on Lin Qing's lap, her pretty face flushed, at a loss for words. Lin Qing couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"You're so naughty."

Su Ying pinched Lin Qing hard in embarrassment and anxiety. "You did it on purpose, waaaah..."

Chapter 153 Twin Blossoms (1)

Sun Yao walked to Su Ying's side and affectionately hugged her. "Now that things are like this, don't be shy."

"Sun Yao, I..."

Su Ying was still too shy to let go.

"You look so cute when you're shy."

Sun Yao pressed her face against Su Ying's, trying to break the awkward atmosphere.

Su Ying's blushing oval face looked delicate and pitiful compared to Sun Yao's fair face. The two pretty faces were close together, one delicate and the other charming, which rekindled Lin Qing's desire. He reached out and pulled Sun Yao into his arms, a happy smile on his face. "Come on, let your brother hug you."

"You want us both to serve you? Dream on."

Sun Yao twisted her body, trying to escape. Lin Qing grasped her full breasts, pressed his lips to her smooth cheek, and gently nibbled her soft earlobe.

"I don't want to play anymore, it tickles."

Although Sun Yao said this, a tacit smile appeared in her almond-shaped eyes. "Okay, okay, I agree, I agree, but it doesn't matter if Su Ying disagrees, right?"

Lin Qing released Sun Yao from his arms and turned to look at Su Ying with a grin.

"No, no,"

Su Ying jumped off Lin Qing's lap with a "whoosh," "I, I don't want to."

"Baby, where do you think you're going?"

Amid Su Ying's scream, Lin Qing hugged her slender body and lowered his head to lick and kiss her snow-white neck.

"Good sister, come and save me."

Su Ying struggled and begged Sun Yao for help. Sun Yao smiled and reached out to touch her smooth back.

"Ah? You, you, um, you're all bullying me together."

Su Ying twisted even more violently. Lin Qing had no choice but to turn around and hug Sun Yao's delicate body from behind. Sun Yao hugged him back and turned to kiss him with a charming smile.

Lin Qing sucked and licked, his hands moving over her rounded body. With his skillful movements, Sun Yao was quickly stripped down to only a small black thong, starkly contrasting against her exceptionally fair skin. Her sensitive nature caused her to moan at the slightest touch of Lin Qing's fingers, and gasp at his kisses.

"Sun Yao, you like black so much?"

Lin Qing teased her pink nipples, his fingers nibbling at her soft earlobe. "It's so sexy, I love it."

"Mmm, I knew you liked it. Ah, ah, you like it, of course I'll wear it."

Su Ying finally managed to escape Lin Qing's embrace, quickly shrinking into the corner of the desk, arms crossed, body curled up, lips slightly pouting, her eyes glazed over as she looked at Lin Qing and the others, her shy expression truly pitiful.

She was still quite naive; while making love with Lin Qing alone was passionate, she couldn't let loose in front of others. Helpless, Lin Qing seemed to be planning to slowly ignite Sun Yao's desire through teasing and intimacy, then launch a full-scale attack when she was itching with desire, completely shattering her reserve.

Lin Qing had an idea. "Yao Yao, I'll let you enjoy yourself today."

He placed Sun Yao's soft body on the sofa chair, knelt on one knee, pulled down the thin fabric of her panties, grabbed her fair, long legs, bent them at an obtuse angle, and placed them on the sofa armrest.

Sun Yao's pink cleft between her thighs was instantly exposed. When Lin Qing parted the lush pubic hair beneath her plump labia majora, her tender, pink labia minora, glistening with moisture, were revealed, and her clitoris, bright red, was already subtly erect.

"Mmm, mmm, Lin Qing, no,"

Sun Yao said shyly, struggling as she realized Lin Qing's intentions.

"Don't put it down."

Lin Qing pulled her small hand and pressed it to the top of her full breasts, turning to look at Su Ying, who was cowering to the side. "Watch closely, you'll have the same expression when I love you."

He brought his mouth close, blowing hot breath onto Sun Yao's moist vulva, his tongue licking her labia. Sun Yao's small hands unconsciously rubbed her high, firm breasts, and she moaned sweetly. Su Ying watched, her small hands covering her mouth, her eyes wide, imagining her own expression when she was excited.

Accompanied by Sun Yao's intermittent moans, Lin Qing's tongue gently flicked against her pink labia minora. Sun Yao's body tensed and trembled, her labia minora wriggling and contracting, entwining with his tongue. Lin Qing occasionally used his teeth to bite and tug at the sparse pubic hair on her labia, releasing Sun Yao's ankle with his left hand, and reaching his index finger to the entrance of her vulva to pick up a drop of love juice, pressing it against her clitoris and rubbing it.

Sun Yao flailed her delicate arms wildly, and with a 'thud,' a cardboard box fell to the floor beside the table. A sweet fragrance wafted into Lin Qing's nose.

It was the birthday cake that Xiao Qin from the student council had asked Lin Qing to buy for his girlfriend that afternoon. Lin Qing suddenly had a lewd thought.

He temporarily released Sun Yao, who let out a disappointed groan. "Don't rush, baby."

Lin Qing bent down and used his finger to scoop up a clump of cream and smear it on Sun Yao's pubic hair.

The warm cream made Sun Yao shudder. "What is this? Lin Qing, quick, take it off."

The sticky cream slowly flowed down her mons pubis, gradually covering her clitoris and vulva. Sun Yao trembled and let out a "ho ho ho" moan.

Just as the cream was about to drip onto her anus, Lin Qing bent down and licked it from below. "Ah—"

Sun Yao let out a long groan, her hands tightly gripping Lin Qing's hair and pressing it forcefully between her legs.

Lin Qing licked the dripping cream, not even sparing her anus and buttocks. The sweet cream mixed with the slightly sour love juice was truly delicious. He then scooped up a piece and smeared it haphazardly on Sun Yao's soft, smooth breasts, turning to Su Ying, "Baby, come on, you should try some too."

Su Ying was stunned, only snapping out of her daze when Lin Qing called her, and shyly shook her head.

"Come on, be good, don't spoil the fun."

Su Ying glanced at Lin Qing's gloomy face, sighed helplessly, and reluctantly moved closer, squatting down with her hands on the back of the chair, sticking out her delicate tongue, and turning her head to lick Sun Yao's breasts.

Sun Yao tilted her head back, her almond eyes slightly narrowed, her small hands lightly covering her mouth, her snow-white long legs spread wide, her black silk panties rolled up and hanging on her right ankle, trembling with the trembling of her body, her full breasts rising and falling rapidly.

The alluring Su Ying, her breasts drooping, swayed her head back and forth, her round, pert buttocks trembling with each movement. Caught between Lin Qing and Su Ying, Sun Yao quickly succumbed, her tender red vulva opening and closing with each loud moan.

Lin Qing stood up, reached behind her, and lifted her by her knees, pulling her into his arms. He gently lowered his penis, aiming the head at her vulva, and slowly inserted it into her opening, the head rubbing against the extremely sensitive walls. Sun Yao panted heavily.

Lin Qing forcefully tossed her up and down, his penis thrusting deeply within her. Sun Yao leaned against him, her long, soft hair brushing against his chest. The head of his penis stimulated the most sensitive part of her narrow vagina, and Sun Yao hummed softly, turning to kiss Lin Qing passionately on the face.

Su Ying was already stunned, her eyes fixed on the surging waves of Sun Yao's ample breasts.

"Baby, go kiss your Yao sister,"

Lin Qing said with a wicked smile.

Su Ying hummed in agreement, then buried her head in Sun Yao's soft breasts, sucking on her rosy nipples. The intense pleasure she had never experienced before caused Sun Yao's moans to change tone, becoming heavenly sighs. Lin Qing's penis felt a powerful pressure from inside her honeyed cave. He suppressed the tingling sensation in his glans and stopped thrusting, holding his breath and instead using a rotating motion of his hips to grind his glans against her cervix.

Sun Yao slumped in his arms, breathing heavily, her hot, moist flesh surrounding him from all sides, tightly enveloping his penis and sucking it in. Lin Qing tried his best to control himself from ejaculating, his penis throbbing inside her honeyed cave.

He pulled his penis out of Sun Yao's wet, honeyed cave. Sun Yao moaned softly and lifted her head to kiss him on the face. Lin Qing turned to face Su Ying.

Su Ying was still making "tsk tsk" sounds as she sucked on the cake. Lin Qing reached out and touched her already erect nipples, and she cried out in surprise, snapping back to reality.

"Baby, it's your turn."

Lin Qing pinched her nipples.

"No, no, I don't want to."

Su Ying said no, but her hands remained quietly at her sides.

Lin Qing reached out and touched her warm, moist thighs, already overflowing with desire. "Huh? Didn't you say no? Why are you so wet?"

He parted her soft labia with his fingers and gently probed into her wet, slippery entrance.

"You're so annoying, so annoying, you always tease me."

Su Ying was both ashamed and anxious, burying her head in his chest, her slender fingers pinching his arm, but unwilling to use too much force.

Lin Qing bent down and licked Su Ying's moist, fragrant labia minora, the faint scent intoxicating him. "No, no,"

Su Ying whimpered, her moans quite muffled.

Lin Qing looked up and saw Su Ying with her eyes tightly closed, her small hand pressed against her mouth, trying to stifle any sound.

He turned his head and immediately understood what was happening. Sun Yao, who had just come to her senses, leaned limply against the armrest, her face still bearing the languid expression of post-orgasm, turning her head to look at them with a half-smile.

"Sun Yao, come here."

Sun Yao struggled to move her body closer to Lin Qing, her full breasts trembling with the movement, making Lin Qing's blood boil, and he really wanted to push her down and do it again.

But now it was time to properly discipline Su Ying. Lin Qing suppressed his impulse, lifted Su Ying's round little bottom, and pushed up her slender white thighs, revealing her already soaking wet honey hole. "Yao Yao, just treat her the way Su Ying treated you just now."

Su Ying's delicate body trembled slightly, and she covered her mouth even tighter with her small hands, the blue veins faintly visible on the back of her thin hands. Lin Qing reached out and grabbed her wrist, lifting it up. "Baby, let your husband hear it."

Su Ying helplessly covered her breasts with her small hands, looking at Lin Qing with pitiful eyes.

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