The Butterfly Effect - 225, face rubbing against vagina, tongue rape of the soft spot

Love and sex were completely foreign to Zhan Ying, but because the object of his affection was Yang Youyou, he felt that these feelings were too shallow. He wanted to possess her and have her. His greedy desire, like a bottomless black hole, would devour everything he found, no matter how small the detail was related to her.
She was so wonderful, so beautiful, as if she could bring him endless warmth and light at any moment. He wanted to... swallow her whole, to let every inch of her skin be covered in his saliva, and to let all the alluring, sweet, and sensitive parts of her that drove him crazy be eroded by his digestive juices...
"Do you really want me to stop?" The boy said something that sounded like he was negotiating, but he was just using the opportunity to give his cunning tongue a short rest. He wasn't really interested in hearing the woman's answer. He just went on to thrust his long tongue into her vagina again, licking and teasing her. Yang Youyou cried out in pleasure as she was being poked and scraped. Her juices dripped down her buttocks, making the boy, who was desperately sucking, unable to quench his thirst.
"Ugh... Ah... Stop... Really... Waaah... I... can't take it anymore..." Yang Youyou pinched her flushed cheeks hidden by the blanket, her sweet voice muffled and whimpering. Her little bottom, which was held tightly, swayed left and right. It was unclear whether she really couldn't bear the intense pleasure the boy was giving her, or whether she was still not satisfied and was asking him for more.
"But...I want to hear you cry..." Zhan Ying pressed his thin lips against her fleshy vulva, using the tip of his nose to tease her plump clitoris. His determined crimson tongue thrust harder into her swollen, tender core. He already knew that swollen, tender flesh was another of her erogenous zones; clever as he was, how could he let it go? But...
His words reached Yang Youyou's ears without missing a single one, which was not surprising at all. But just as she was getting even hotter from Zhan Ying's urgency, he suddenly stopped and released her little pussy, which was covered in sticky, juicy juices.
Just moments ago, her legs were throbbing with a tingling sensation, but all feeling suddenly stopped. The boy didn't completely abandon her; instead, he used his lips to slowly kiss her from the entrance of her vagina to her clitoris, deliberately slowing down the pace and gently licking her. The pleasure that had already reached seven or eight tenths of its peak immediately surged to ten tenths. Yang Youyou shuddered; she was almost brought to tears by him.
"Is this... okay?" The boy's voice was hoarse, his reddened, alluring eyes darting upwards, trying to look at her, but the blanket blocked their gazes from meeting. But that was fine; he couldn't let her see the corners of his mouth that were starting to turn up. "Kissing like this... Youyou, do you like it better?"
Sobbing... Yang Youyou's eyes were blurry with tears. She knew that no matter which part of his true nature he revealed, it would be enough to make her lose all defenses. In the past, he was so mean that he would never listen to her. Now, he was maliciously trying to humiliate her in this way.
She clenched her vaginal muscles, trying to stop the writhing, lustful desire, but only squeezed out more fluid, making the itching inside even more intense. She wanted him.
Under the boy's gaze, her pink lips released a mouthful of honeyed juice that tempted him to pluck it. He was naturally reluctant to part with it, so he quickly stuck out his tongue to roll the sweet juice into his mouth and swallowed it. Then he began to kiss her more tenderly, holding the throbbing, reddened vulva in his mouth and sucking all the strands of lustful fluid into his mouth. Every drop of passionate juice that entered his stomach carried a string of sparks, burning him with restlessness from the inside out.
"Youyou, do you want me?" Zhan Ying was still too young. He couldn't wait for Yang Youyou to take the initiative and ask him for her. His soft, thin lips and face pressed tightly against her inner thighs, rubbing against her wantonly. "Hiss...Do you want me? Hmm? Youyou...Um...Hmm...Do you want me?"
Yang Youyou could hardly bear his horrific and lewd ways of playing with her. Not only did her heart feel like it was going to jump out of her throat, but even the soles of her legs felt like they were being tortured by him, with a tingling and itchy sensation spreading everywhere. The intoxicating shame and pleasure melted the hard bones in her entire body.
"Ugh..." Her wet, sticky inner thighs became even more lewd as he rubbed his face against them. Her vulnerable little hole, with nothing to rely on, intensified its sucking on his probing nose, thin lips, and tongue. Her clitoris twitched in response. Whether he used his mouth, face, or nose... her seemingly melted vulva overflowed with lustful fluids. Her shy yet wanton, lewd appearance made the boy pant even more wildly, and Yang Youyou couldn't bear his lewd teasing any longer. "Ah... I want... Ugh... Zhan Ying... Give it to me... Ugh... I want..."
"Mmm—" the boy responded with a long groan, then stuck out his long tongue and thrust it hard into the woman's little cunt. Her pink lips were swollen from being crushed by his ravaging lips, and the 'gurgling' sounds of water grew louder and louder. Yang Youyou clutched the quilt tightly, and unconsciously raised her knees, which trembled and her waist went weak from his thrusts.
The boy was lovingly fondling the woman's vagina with a fierce intensity, the dripping wetness keeping him too busy to suck it clean.
"Ah... Waaah... It's so numb inside... Slower... Don't keep licking there... Ahhh..." Her suppressed sobs gradually rose in intensity. Yang Youyou, ignited by pleasure, felt an overwhelming surge of desire. She involuntarily arched her legs to meet the boy's intense, sadistic licking. Suddenly, her body began to tremble, her raised feet fully extended, toes curling. "Waaah... Zhan Ying... Ah... It's coming... It's coming... Zhan Ying—ahhh..."
The tender vulva twitched incessantly beneath Zhan Ying's face, and the gushing waves of fluid exploded like fireworks in his open mouth. He felt extremely comfortable at the moment of the woman's climax, and he blocked her wet vulva with his tongue, rubbing his nose against her trembling clitoris. His red and piercing eyes revealed a sinister look that would make anyone shudder.
"No...it's so sore...ooh...I can't take it anymore...ahhh..." Her vaginal opening swelled even more during her orgasm, but the boy insisted on applying pressure, each time he scraped that crucial spot, sending waves of both soreness and pleasure through her vagina. The tingling and itching became increasingly unbearable. His nose was also the culprit, not just grinding against her clitoris, but also teasingly and rapidly rubbing and circling it, until her orgasmic vagina gushed forth again. "Ooh...Zhan Ying...ah...I can't take it anymore...my vagina can't take it anymore...ooh...stop...I can't take it anymore..."
"Mmm...okay..." Zhan Ying had also reached his limit. His heart was pounding so hard that it hurt his chest. The throbbing veins on his forehead were also making him feel uncomfortable. But as long as he thought about how he had brought Youyou to orgasm, he seemed to be able to endure it for a little longer.
Yang Youyou's legs twitched and spasmed, but the boy still buried his head between her legs and sucked, licking up the gushing fluids.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/209331.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=209331&aspx=1

Previous Page : My passion with the girl from Hangzhou

Next Page : A girl's skirt was torn.

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

The Butterfly Effect - 225, face rubbing against vagina, tongue rape of the soft spot

comment Open a new window to view comments