Girls from the Dance Academy

The first thing Old Qin did upon opening his eyes was instinctively reach for his side. Sure enough, to his left, against the wall, lay a girl with short, ear-length hair, fast asleep. Her naked body gleamed brightly in the summer morning sun. A blush rose on her still-childish face, making her look exceptionally innocent.

But the old man knew the allure hidden beneath this seemingly pure exterior. He placed his large hand on her lower abdomen, gently stroking it, as if he could already feel the flesh taking shape inside her.

Jia Jia was a lovely second-grade girl, only sixteen years old this year. Her smile was sweet, like honey. However, few knew that her first time wasn't given to some handsome young man, nor to some wealthy tycoon—but rather willingly given to this old man, well past sixty. During her two years at the affiliated high school, she had countless times writhed beneath him, begging for his sweetest nectar.

Sure enough, thanks to Lao Qin's diligent efforts, she finally became pregnant, now twelve weeks along.

But this wasn't Lao Qin's biggest source of pride. Before this, he had already gotten Jiajia's cousin, the aloof and beautiful third-grader, the ice queen of icebergs, He Xian'er, pregnant with his child, now sixteen weeks along.

Lao Qin was genuinely proud of his enduring virility for getting these two beautiful sisters pregnant, but as the saying goes, when luck comes, nothing can stop it. Just before summer vacation began, Jiajia's best friend, the mischievous girl who loved sunflower seeds, Beibei, also stopped menstruating and began losing her appetite. Having won

three prizes in one go, Lao Qin's luck was enough to make many people envious.

"Uncle Qin, Jiajia, breakfast is ready, get up and eat." Beibei, completely naked except for a cooking apron, carried a tray into the small bedroom.

A golden bell was tied to her ankle, ringing wherever she went, conveniently masking the buzzing of the wireless vibrator hidden inside her. However, her flushed cheeks and rapidly heaving chest betrayed her.

Old Qin looked around, surveying the small girl's bedroom, a surge of happiness welling up inside him.

He had never slept on such a soft bed in his life, let alone imagined having sex with three young girls, each with a different flavor, on such a bed.

This was Beibei's bedroom. Since the summer vacation started, she had brought He Xian'er and the Jiajia sisters to stay with her. Not long after, at the unanimous invitation of the three girls, Old Qin also came to this girls' paradise—since Beibei's parents were doing business out of town, as long as they didn't say anything, no one would know.

There was just one small problem: Beibei's bed was too small for four people to sleep in at the same time. They had no choice but to implement a shift system, with each person sleeping with Lao Qin for one night. Last night it was Jiajia's turn, tonight it's He Xian'er's, and tomorrow night it will be Beibei's turn.

Lao Qin got out of bed and gestured for Beibei to be quiet: "Let her sleep a little longer." With that, he took Beibei's hand and left the pink bedroom.

Upstairs in the dining room, He Xian'er was also sitting at the table eating. Since her morning sickness subsided, her appetite had improved dramatically, as if she were making up for all the food she hadn't eaten in the past few months.

Since Lao Qin arrived, the three girls had tacitly agreed that, except when cooking, none of them would wear clothes, so that their emperor, Lao Qin, could "favor" whomever he wanted.

Therefore, when Lao Qin saw He Xian'er sitting naked at the table eating breakfast, he wasn't particularly surprised.

He Xian'er was a very serious and hardworking girl. Even while eating, she never forgot to practice her martial arts.

Therefore, her legs were always open at a 180-degree angle, completely parallel to the table.

Old Qin sat opposite her, watching the young pregnant woman wolfing down her food. Her body had adapted to the changes of pregnancy; her breasts had swelled considerably, and her once pink nipples had now blossomed into cherry-colored ones. What was even more amusing was her belly. Although she was only about four months pregnant, it already looked like she was seven or eight months along. Everyone said there must be twins inside.

Whether it was twins, triplets, or quadruplets, Old Qin felt a surge of happiness and warmth watching her wolf down her food to nourish her unborn child.

Bei Bei, on the other hand, didn't have such a good appetite. These past few days, she had been so bothered by the new little thing in her belly that she didn't want to eat anything and felt nauseous at the sight of anything. She relied on a little bit of preserved plum and hawthorn to stay awake each day. So she simply sat to one side, propping her chin up as she watched the two of them eat breakfast, silently praying that this wretched morning sickness would end soon so she could regain her usual appetite and eat whatever she wanted.

"I'm finished eating," He Xian'er said elegantly after clearing away the plates and other dishes. She pushed the plates to the center of the table. "Is Jiajia still sleeping?"

According to the unwritten agreement the three of them had signed, since all three were pregnant, no one could take advantage of the situation. They would take turns doing housework each day, which was very fair. Today it was Jiajia's turn.

"Yes," Beibei took out a box of green plums, popped one into her mouth, and then asked He Xian'er, who had stood up, "Where are you going?"

"To get some exercise." He Xian'er didn't go far. She walked to the cabinet by the wall, slowly lifted one leg, raised it above her head, and then pressed it down against the wall.

Old Qin watched with great interest as He Xian'er's pale body trembled against the bright yellow wall, and couldn't help but recall the first time he had sex with her.

Back then, He Xian'er was already a famous beauty in the entire school. One of her dances had won an award in a national dance competition, making the school quite famous for a while. Therefore, for those few months, all sorts of people constantly came to the school to "inspect" them, and He Xian'er was then packaged and sent to the bed of the leading man.

However, deep down, He Xian'er hated this kind of life. Almost every day she was fucked by strangers and forced to drink those extremely unpleasant-tasting foreign liquors. She wasn't good at flattery, and she was always cold and aloof to the boys who pursued her, but being forced to writhe and grovel under the crotches of those pot-bellied leaders truly disgusted her.

One day, Old Qin was enjoying the air conditioning in his gatehouse while watching videos—he knew a few people in the school's logistics department who had shared some footage secretly recorded by cameras installed in the girls' dormitories and bathrooms—of course, if you asked how the cameras were installed in the girls' dorms, Old Qin just smiled and remained silent.

Watching these videos was certainly enjoyable, when suddenly the girls from dormitory 405 called, saying their drainpipe was clogged and they needed to come quickly. There was no way around it; the gatekeeper had to double as a plumber. The unscrupulous logistics company would do anything to exploit the working class.

Despite his immense reluctance, Old Qin climbed to the fourth floor and knocked on the door of room 405.

He Xian'er opened the door; she was the only one in the dormitory at the time.

Because it was summer, she was dressed very lightly, wearing only a thin white nightgown, without even a bra. Although Old Qin was getting on in years, he immediately spotted the dark, pubic area between the girl's legs.

I wonder how a girl like this compares to my wife. Old Qin thought to himself as he inspected the water pipes: Aren't they all cunts? They should all be about the same when the lights are off.

But those little breasts, those nipples still look so pink and tender, I wonder what they feel like to touch.

Forget it, they're not big enough, not high enough, maybe they don't even feel as good as my wife's. Come on

, my wife's breasts have long since sagged, they're nowhere to be found. These are the breasts of a sixteen-year-old girl, they're as perky as they can be.

I heard she's been fucked countless times by adults, I wonder if her manhood has been damaged.

This girl looks quite innocent, I wonder if she'll become a prostitute someday.

Damn, isn't she selling herself now, except other people pay upfront? She doesn't just take money directly.

Since she's selling herself, I wonder if I can have a go at her. She's been with so many people, I can't be left out.

Old Qin, lost in thought, continued fixing the water pipe. Although his mind was filled with random ideas, his hands never stopped working, and he finished the repair in just over twenty minutes.

He Xian'er tested it, and everything was back to normal. She thanked Old Qin profusely. As if by some strange twist of fate, Old Qin suddenly embraced the girl in her pajamas, saying, "Good girl, let this old man have his way with you."

He Xian'er was startled and struggled fiercely, but how could this frail young woman possibly overpower this physically demanding old man? Despite his age, he was still beyond her control.

The old man, impatient to take his time in the bedroom, pushed her onto the sofa and loosened his belt, pulling out his...thing.

He Xian'er was horrified when she saw Old Qin's...thing. Despite his unassuming appearance and advanced age, Old Qin's manhood was something many strong young men couldn't match, let alone those leaders who ate tiger penis and deer blood every day, and even took capsules before work, yet still couldn't last five minutes. He Xian'er was immediately terrified, foolishly spreading her legs, letting him insert his manhood before letting out a cry of "Ouch!"

"Girl, bear with it, it'll be over soon." Old Qin was somewhat flustered, his hands haphazardly pressing her down as he began thrusting into her like a pile driver.

At first, her vagina was quite dry and difficult to penetrate, but after a few thrusts, it began to become muddy.

Old Qin hadn't truly been with a woman in a long time; at his age, even if he went to a prostitute, they wouldn't be too willing—what if this old man suddenly had a heart attack or high blood pressure? That would be a huge problem. It wasn't worth getting into big trouble for a few hundred dollars. So these past few years had really been tough for him, surrounded by so many beautiful women, yet he could only relieve his lust with his hands in front of a video camera.

You know, every day so many girls, dressed only in thin training clothes, would walk past him laughing and joking. Sometimes when he went inside the building, those girls did

n't seem to care about anything, some even walking around naked in the hallways. The vagina of a sixteen-year-old girl was definitely different from his wife's—wet, tight, warm, and comfortable, enveloping his large glans, making Old Qin feel like he was entering a fairyland.

"Damn, that feels so good!" Old Qin couldn't help but shout with pleasure, thrusting his hips even harder into the girl's vagina, his hands impatiently kneading her breasts through the thin fabric. Although they were just small breasts, the feel was incomparable to any woman he had ever been with before. This feeling was like a dream, both unreal and exhilarating.

No wonder so many people are willing to pay a high price to sleep with these young girls; it's definitely worth it.

Old Qin, thinking it was a waste not to take advantage, relentlessly thrust his penis into He Xian'er's vagina, penetrating deep into her body each time, melting away her icy exterior with his unusually youthful heat and hardness. Finally, she couldn't suppress the fire within her and willingly wrapped her legs around Old Qin's waist.

This small gesture only fueled Old Qin's even more frenzied assault. His penis, like a tireless perpetual motion machine, kept spinning at high speed, pounding until He Xian'er's lower abdomen ached, her vulva swelled and painful, and her legs drooped limply. Old Qin showed no sign of ejaculating.

"Uncle, I can't take it anymore… stop…" He Xian'er hesitated, her worry shifting from the old man suddenly dying on her stomach to her being fucked to death by his penis first.

Old Qin looked down and saw that He Xian'er's vaginal opening had become red and swollen, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl. He thought to himself that although he hadn't been able to ejaculate, he had still fucked this girl, and he should be content. So he withdrew his penis from her body. He Xian'er finally saw the true face of the thing that had been playing with her lower body for so long. She was startled to see the large, red glans and the bulging veins on the shaft. "You...this is so big!" she exclaimed.

Old Qin, seeing He Xian'er praise his treasure for its size, beamed and shook his member, saying, "This treasure is this old man's capital."

He Xian'er touched her genitals and sighed softly, "Uncle, you're amazing. You've made me hurt so much, and you still haven't ejaculated." Hearing this, Old Qin became even more smug. Suddenly, he knelt down in front of He Xian'er, leaning closer and saying, "Since Uncle made it red, then Uncle will lick it for you."

Actually, Old Qin had never performed oral sex on a woman before, only seen it a few times on screen, and always wanted to experience it. Now that a tender little hole had come to him, why not give it a try?

Without waiting for He Xian'er's objection, Old Qin spread her legs wide, stroking her dark pubic hair with one hand. Just as he was about to lick it, he suddenly discovered something new: a white metal rod was piercing He Xian'er's clitoris, each end of which was inlaid with a pearl atop the vulva.

Old Qin had never seen jewelry on such a thing before. Curious, he touched it and turned the beads, immediately hearing He Xian'er's soft moan. It turned out that the clitoris was the most sensitive spot on a girl's body, and with patient manipulation of the beads, she could easily reach orgasm.

These young girls nowadays are really strange; they even have piercings here. Old Qin found it odd, unaware that this was He Xian'er's sad story: her father had lost money gambling to a wealthy man and had given his daughter to him as a sex slave for six months. The pearl rod on her clitoris was a memento left by that wealthy man.

Strange as it was, Old Qin still pressed his large mouth against He Xian'er's vulva, licking and sucking, consuming quite a bit of her nectar.

He Xian'er finally waited until he was satisfied before hurriedly asking Old Qin to leave. But this was a case of "once you've tasted the marrow, you're hooked." That night, she tossed and turned in bed. Although the ointment had relieved the pain in her lower body, the emptiness inside remained. Even her most trusted vibrator and massage stick couldn't fill the deepest void within her. Three and a half nights later, wearing only a short nightgown, she mustered her courage and knocked on Old Qin's door again…

From then on, He Xian'er tasted the sweetness of success, frequently visiting Lao Qin every three to five days. Lao Qin later learned that the patrons He Xian'er entertained were all showy but useless; they aroused her, but quickly lost their temper and were utterly defeated. No wonder He Xian'er had so many plastic toys hidden in her boudoir. However, now that she had Lao Qin, a powerful, durable, and large man, she no longer needed to waste batteries. Within a few days

, Lao Qin had explored all three of He Xian'er's orifices, especially her anus, which was even more exquisite than her front.

Moreover, He Xian'er had no intention of keeping them to herself; she also sent her two little beauties, Jia Jia and Bei Bei, to Lao Qin's bed, allowing him to impregnate them as well.

Even today, because He Xian'er is pregnant, he doesn't thrust much into her front passage, but frequently visits her rear.

Old Qin walked behind He Xian'er, his hands skillfully caressing her mature breasts. Since becoming pregnant, He Xian'er had given up her corset, and her breasts, suppressed for many years, were suddenly liberated, growing at a rate of almost one cup size every two months. Now, they were already a C+ size. Old Qin pinched her rosy nipples and kneaded her breasts, marveling at the wonder of a woman's body; to prepare food for the child, a mother's body had undergone almost earth-shattering changes.

As he thought this, his hands slowly moved down, gently caressing her protruding belly, as if he could already feel the fetal movements within.

It was quite lucky, really. He Xian'er had just started showing her pregnancy when a director specializing in films about pregnant women spotted her and cast her in an episode of "Pervert Train: Delicious Pregnant Woman," earning her a whopping 30,000 yuan. Now, the girls' baby formula money was secured.

A few days ago, they all sat together watching that episode. The scene where He Xian'er, heavily pregnant, was being gang-raped by dozens of men on a train with her legs spread wide—it was incredibly thrilling and exciting! Actually, according to He Xian'er herself, only four actors actually did it; the rest were added in post-production…

Old Qin's large hand continued downwards, parting her soft pubic hair, touching her penis, and gently twisting it. He Xian'er's body suddenly trembled violently, her previously taut toes giving way.

Old Qin helped her up and, in one smooth motion, thrust his penis into her anus.

Every morning, He Xian'er would use water mixed with lotion for an enema, followed by washing with diluted perfume, leaving a faint, pleasant fragrance in her genitals. Her area was also very clean, always ready to receive Lao Qin's favor.

Although Lao Qin wasn't a professional dance teacher, he was an experienced one, and he used his skills to straighten He Xian'er's raised leg while holding her upright leg in place. He Xian'er's body swayed forward gracefully, her hands resting on the counter.

He Xian'er's legs were straight, possessing a unique, beautiful line; although she was four months pregnant, there wasn't an ounce of excess fat on her body.

Old Qin thrust into her from behind in a "doggy style" position. He Xian'er, no longer needing to feign modesty in front of her sisters, soon began moaning and begging for mercy: "Uncle... ah! Uncle, it's so big... it's filling me up so much... so swollen... be gentle, be gentle..." Before she had even endured three hundred thrusts, Jiajia rubbed her eyes and ran barefoot out of the bedroom, just in time to see her cousin's buttocks being ruthlessly violated by his hard penis. This sight instantly transported Jiajia back to the afternoon of her fifteenth birthday. That time, during their outdoor debauchery, Old Qin had completely stretched the little girl's belly open with his semen... That afternoon, Jiajia, without telling her family, and with the help of He Xian'er and Beibei's double act, finally sneaked off to Old Qin's place.

They had arranged to go to the amusement park in May Park with Old Qin.

Having lived most of his life, Old Qin had never been to an amusement park. Growing up, his family was poor and couldn't afford it. When he finally had money to work, he had to work three shifts, so exhausted he didn't even have the energy to eat. Now retired, he felt those places were only for children, not for an old man like him.

If it weren't for his son, Xiao Jiajia, insisting on going, he wouldn't even have remembered amusement parks existed.

Bumper cars, spaceships, electric roller coasters, pirate ships—Old Qin, despite his age, had never been diagnosed with heart disease or high blood pressure during his medical checkups, so naturally he wanted to try them all. Although the staff refused to buy him insurance and kept trying to get him to sign some kind of "disclaimer," nothing could deter Old Qin's youthful exuberance.

"That was so much fun!"

Old Qin exclaimed, but then noticed that Xiao Jiajia beside him was trembling uncontrollably. He knew she had been terrified on the roller coaster, so he quickly pulled her to sit on a nearby bench. He tried to comfort her for a while, but instead of calming her down, he got his own penis hard.

Actually, it wasn't Old Qin's fault; Jiajia kept rubbing her little bottom against his crotch, and if he didn't get hard, wouldn't he be disrespecting his little birthday girl?

Jiajia had a perfect baby face and, like her cousin, soft little breasts, though they looked more like steamed buns—not large, but protruding high under her clothes.

Today wasn't a weekend, nor was it a discount day. The vast amusement park was almost deserted except for a few staff members inside some of the rides. So, Old Qin confidently unzipped his pants. Jiajia, understanding perfectly, reached out her slender hand, pulled out his large, black penis, and lowered her head to suck it.

The three beauties, He Xian'er, Jiajia, and Beibei, each had different bodies: He Xian'er was always cool, even after an orgasm, she only felt slightly warm; in summer, holding her was like holding an ice cube. Beibei, on the other hand, was naturally athletic, always running and swimming, her skin always rosy and warm to the touch. In winter, wrapping her in Old Qin's army coat as a human hot water bottle would be quite a blissful experience.

As for Jiajia, that was even more wonderful. This little girl was like a piece of unpolished jade, warm and smooth, neither too hot nor too cold. Her small hand holding his penis wouldn't make him worry about it turning into an icicle like Xian'er's, nor would it make him fear it being roasted like Beibei's.

And her little mouth was even more wonderful. Xian'er was always clumsy when it came to oral sex, struggling for half an hour without giving him any real pleasure; while Beibei was impatient, wanting him to ejaculate a mouthful of semen the very first second he penetrated. Only Jiajia was the most patient, meticulously cleaning his glans with her tongue each time.

Old Qin didn't have the habit of washing his genitals, so his glans always had a lot of grime and often emitted an unpleasant odor. Only Jiajia didn't shy away from this, always cleaning it thoroughly with her little tongue.

First, Jiajia used her little tongue to clean his large glans, then gently took his shaft into her mouth with her lips, slowly licking around it in circles. At the same time, her little hands were also busy, kneading his testicles alternately. Then she turned back to take the large glans into her mouth again, slowly swallowing it down her throat.

This clever little Jiajia knew that Lao Qin liked to insert his large penis all the way in, but her vagina was too shallow; if it went too deep, it would hurt her so much she would faint. Therefore, to compete with her sisters for favor, she specially practiced the skill of "deep throat," so that Lao Qin could use her throat as a vagina to penetrate her.

Old Qin cradled the girl's innocent head and slowly began thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth. Compared to her vagina, the girl's throat wasn't much worse, and it had even better elasticity. Moreover, Jiajia had learned to control her breathing rhythm, so Old Qin wasn't worried about her fainting from the thrusting. After

a few hundred slow thrusts, Old Qin suddenly felt his penis throb twice. He quickly cradled her head and inserted his penis as deep as possible into her mouth. Today, he was going to use his semen to properly satisfy this greedy little darling.

Glug glug, large gushes of semen gushed out, and Jiajia swallowed it all like water. This was all high-protein, highly nutritious food; even after fucking all three of them all night, Old Qin might not be willing to ejaculate a single drop for them. Today was a large birthday present for Jiajia.

Old Qin watched as she swallowed all his semen, a sense of smugness welling up within him. After he ejaculated, Jiajia sucked on his glans for a long time before reluctantly spitting it out. She touched her lower abdomen, feeling somewhat full. After zipping

up his pants, Old Qin patted his leg and helped her sit on him. Occasionally, other tourists passing by would simply assume it was a kind-looking grandfather resting on a bench with his clever and adorable granddaughter. Who would know that this old man's hand was beneath the clothes of this lovely, youthful-looking girl, playing with her budding nipples?

Jiajia's nipples, like her cousin's, were a pale pink, and her nipples were particularly small, supposedly because she had worn tight-fitting clothes and practiced martial arts since childhood, causing them to even sag slightly. Luckily, she met Old Qin, who had a particular fondness for playing with girls' breasts. It was through his slow, gentle caressing and sucking that Jiajia's small nipples finally emerged from her breasts.

"Grandpa...it feels so good." Jiajia's nipples were one of the most sensitive parts of her body. Just a few touches from Old Qin's unique technique made her weak and limp, leaving her leaning against him, panting softly.

While continuing to fondle her breasts, Old Qin lifted her chin. At this moment, Jiajia's eyes were filled with seductive allure, exuding a captivating charm—truly a natural seductress with an irresistible allure.

Her large, watery eyes gazed at Old Qin, as if yearning for something. Old Qin slowly pinched her little nipples, occasionally scratching the erect nipples with his thick fingernails, making her face increasingly flushed, her breathing increasingly rapid, and finally her little body trembled uncontrollably, involuntarily clamping her legs together. The palm-sized area in front of the girl's white dress was already wet.

"Grandpa..." The little girl's voice was particularly sweet, making Old Qin almost feel like his soul was flying to heaven:

"You...you're making me feel so good...so itchy...and I'm wet down there again..." Old Qin unbuttoned a few buttons on her chest, pushing up her white bra adorned with orchids: "Let Grandpa suckle your breasts, okay?"

Although Jiajia was most afraid of Old Qin's mouth sucking her nipples, because that area was extremely sensitive, and if he sucked on them for even a little while, her lower body would definitely become a river of wetness. But she still bravely thrust out her little chest, letting Old Qin take turns sucking and licking her two little nipples. At the same time, she had to desperately clench her legs together, otherwise, the ever-flowing nectar would make it impossible to conceal her true nature as a little slut.

Old Qin held the nipple in his mouth for a long time, feeling that the girl's nipple seemed to have a special sweet taste, making him want to eat more and more, and he couldn't bear to put it down. His tongue kept circling around the nipple, and he even tried to pry open the nipple's pores to suck out non-existent milk.

This sucking session ended with another orgasm for Qiaqia, and now her panties were completely soaked and could no longer be worn. Old Qian simply took them off, stuffed them into his pocket, and then carried the soft and powerless Qiaqia around the amusement park.

After crossing a meadow, Qiaqia spotted some food stalls ahead and felt thirsty. She snuggled close to Old Qin's ear and pleaded, "Grandpa, I want to eat something." With such a sweetheart's request, how could Old Qin refuse? He carried the boneless, feather-light Qiaqia to the food market, found an empty seat, and then followed her instructions to buy this and that.

Actually, the little girl herself couldn't eat much, but she pushed platters of food towards Old Qin, her "malicious intention" obvious: she clearly wanted Old Qin to work harder on her and sweat more.

Old Qin usually ate only the canteen food, saving most of his wages to buy a small villa in the countryside for his wife to retire in. Now, with these three devoted sweethearts, his motivation to save money was even higher, and naturally, he was even more reluctant to spend it—unless it was his darlings' birthday.

Although it was just the kind of barbecue you'd find at an amusement park, Lao Qin ate with relish, quickly devouring the delicious food. Suddenly, he noticed three untouched sausages on Jiajia's plate across from him. A thought struck him, and he beckoned her to come around the table to him.

Jiajia, innocent and naive, had no idea what Lao Qin was about to do; she simply ran over happily. Lao Qin had her sit beside him, picked up a sausage with his left hand, and slipped his right hand under her skirt, pulling aside her white stockings and separating her labia with two fingers.

"Open your legs a little wider," Lao Qin whispered in her ear. Jiajia obediently opened her legs. Lao Qin then took the opportunity to shove the still-warm sausage into her small vagina.

"Ah…" Jiajia cried out in surprise, but immediately bit her lip, afraid someone would notice the unusual scene.

After pushing the sausages into her vagina, Old Qin removed the skewers and threw them away. He then inserted the remaining two sausages into her vagina, which had only been open for less than six months, stretching her labia so much that they could hardly close, as if an oversized penis had been inserted.

Old Qin tidied up Jiajia's genitals and led her out by the hand. The three sausages were oily, greasy, and still warm, making her walk unsteadily. Seeing this, Old Qin whispered in her ear, "Grandpa wants to eat sausages soaked in Jiajia's vaginal fluid. Can you do that?" "Yes," Jiajia answered without hesitation. There was nothing she couldn't do. The last time she and her grandfather were on night watch in the gatehouse, her grandfather got bored watching TV, so he inserted his large night patrol flashlight into her vagina, all the way to her uterus, finally allowing him to see the structure of the place where a girl's life is conceived. Although Jiajia had to stay in the hospital for a week afterward, she was genuinely happy that she had satisfied her grandfather.

It was just three small sausages, what was the big deal? Her older sister, Beibei, could hide a scalding hot teapot inside her stomach and use her vagina as a spout to brew tea. Although the walk was arduous, enduring the invasion of those three strange "flesh rods" on her tender body while concentrating on clenching her vagina to prevent them from falling out, Old

Qin led the girl, who walked three steps and stopped two, slowly across the entire meadow to a dense forest. This was also a scenic area of the amusement park, with a domed artificial mountain in the center. Feeling sorry for Jiajia's hardship, Old Qin simply picked her up and carried her to a cave in the artificial mountain.

The cave had openings on all four sides; on holidays, it would be a bustling scene, but today, besides the two of them, there was no one else. So Old Qin picked up Jiajia and sat her on a stone chair in the cave. He put one arm around her waist and the other hand touched her pantyhose. He pressed down, and Jiajia let out a soft moan. His real penis immediately became erect.

Old Qin used both hands to pinch the thin fabric of the pantyhose, and with a forceful pull, he tore a large opening in the crotch. He massaged Jiajia's lower abdomen a few times, and sure enough, he could clearly feel the smooth, cylindrical objects inside her.

"Come on, baby, let's spread your legs wider."

Jiajia obediently opened her legs, and her vulva involuntarily protruded. Old Qin saw that her mons pubis, which had not yet fully grown pubic hair, was already quite prominent, and he couldn't help but marvel at how quickly this child's body developed, forgetting that he had also played a part in it. (To be continued) While thinking, Old Qin reached inside her vagina and dug around. The sausage, already dripping with oil from grilling, had been soaking in her vagina for so long, making it even more slippery and unable to hold on. Instead, it made Jiajia's lower body gush with lustful fluids, and she moaned incessantly. If it weren't for Old Qin holding her small body, she probably would have collapsed to the ground long ago.

Old Qin dug and dug for a while, but still couldn't get the sausage out. He could only say to Jiajia, "You should put in some effort. You always slack off. Did you enjoy digging? If you can't get it out, Grandpa won't let you taste the flavor of his big meat stick."

Jiajia got anxious. She came out with Old Qin today just to enjoy his meat stick all to herself. If she couldn't taste it, wouldn't the trip have been for nothing? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but reach into her vagina and dig and rub. Old Qin smiled as he watched the beautiful sight of this fair and jade-like beauty with her legs wide open, digging and probing her vagina. He then reached up and pinched her two small nipples, rubbing them incessantly.

"Mmm, hum...so comfortable...Grandpa..." Jiajia's face alternated between beaming and furrowed brows, her body constantly rubbing against Old Qin. Finally, with a moan of climax, her little hands grabbed two sausages and pulled them out. Seeing her hands covered in nectar, Old Qin was instantly excited. His penis, already impatient, couldn't wait any longer. He spread Jiajia's buttocks, aimed at her slightly parted anus, and with a low growl, thrust inside.

"Oh..." Jiajia's brows furrowed, the soft flesh inside her anus tightly enveloping Old Qin's penis, constantly contracting, allowing him to penetrate almost effortlessly. Old Qin grabbed Jiajia's little hands, bringing those still covered in nectar to his lips, licking and eating them. Jiajia's nectar had a unique fragrance, like the scent of wildflowers. After each time Lao Qin ate, he felt his penis would become even more vigorous.

While letting him eat the nectar from her hand, Jiajia laboriously lowered her head, folded her body over, and used her mouth to pull a nectar-covered sausage out of her lower body. Then, she stood up and fed it to Lao Qin mouth-to-mouth. Jiajia's body was as soft as if boneless; she picked out two sausages one by one and fed them to Lao Qin. Lao Qin couldn't help but reach down to her lower abdomen, groping for the last sausage, and whispered in her ear, "There's one last one. Take it out and eat it. Then Grandpa will start fucking you, okay?" Jiajia's face flushed, and she nodded very seriously, about to reach her hand back into her vagina to dig, but Lao Qin suddenly grabbed her hand: "Don't use your hand, use your own strength to get it out. Just like giving birth." Lao Qin thought for a long time, and this was the only analogy he could come up with. Jiajia blushed, but still nodded. She slowly arched her legs, grasping her ankles with her small hands, and spread her legs to almost parallel. The girl's vulva was still a thin slit; although Old Qin had been having sex with her for almost a year, it still retained its original appearance. Only the pubic hair around the valley, moistened with nectar, showed that the girl was already aroused and intoxicated.

Old Qin told Jiajia to get the sausage out herself, but wouldn't let her use her hands. It was really difficult for the child. She tried to use the muscles in her vagina to push it out, but it always seemed to want to fall down when she walked, yet now it stubbornly refused to come out. It was truly a headache.

But the sight before him was enough to make Old Qin's blood boil. His large hand involuntarily pressed against Qiaqia's pubic hair. This little girl's pubic hair was growing quite fast; at just over fifteen, it was already a thick, dark patch, seemingly comparable to that of mature women. However, the hair was still soft and tender, like the hair of a newborn baby, completely different in feel from the pubic hair of an adult woman. Old Qin's hand pressed back and forth on that tender hair, helping her push the sausage out.

Finally, Qiaqia exerted all her strength, concentrating all her attention on that one point, and slowly pushed the sausage out, one end at a time. By this time, she was covered in sweat, and her hands could no longer grip her ankles.

Old Qin pinched the newly emerging sausage and slowly thrust it in and out of her vagina. This intense pleasure made Qiaqia moan loudly, reaching another climax amidst trembling. Old Qin, captivated by her seductive moans, couldn't resist ejaculating his first load of semen into her rectum that day.

"Ah, it's so hot, it feels so good," Jiajia murmured unconsciously, grabbing Old Qin's arm. Old Qin withdrew his penis from Jiajia's body, seeing her cute little anus opening and closing, a stream of white fluid flowing from its opening.

He casually reached out and scooped up a bit of semen, offering it to Jiajia's lips: "Here, isn't this your favorite?"

Jiajia looked at him with seductive eyes, and without hesitation, took his rough finger into her mouth. Old Qin then reached out and fiddled with her anus for a while, pulling out some sticky stuff. Jiajia didn't even look at it, simply rolling it all up with her little tongue and obediently swallowing it. Not only that, she also licked his finger clean. After she finished eating, Lao Qin pulled the sausage out of her body and held it to her mouth: "Here, don't just eat Grandpa's, eat your own too. Is it good?"

Jiajia swallowed the sausage, which was covered in her own love juice, in a few bites and nodded: "Delicious." "Delicious, then Grandpa will start fucking you, okay?" Jiajia nodded again.

"Then what position should Grandpa use to fuck you?" Lao Qin asked, pinching her little nipple.

Jiajia's body was very soft, and he often arranged her into various creative positions on the bed before fucking her. Today, in this cave, Lao Qin looked around, wanting to try something new.

Suddenly, he noticed a bunch of vines growing in the corner, so he picked up Jiajia and went over to take a look. It turned out to be a section of an old vine tree that had withered and died, with the roots still on the ground and the vines scattered all over the ground. Old Qin, seized by youthful rage, used the vine to tie Jiajia's left hand to her left leg and her right hand to her right leg, stretching her legs 180 degrees. One foot was tied to a rock, the other to a tree stump. With his hands around her waist, he thrust his hips forward, plunging his entire member into her vagina.

Because the girl's lower body was completely open, there was no obstacle to his penetration, making it extremely convenient for Old Qin. Unfortunately, holding her waist to prevent her from falling was quite strenuous.

Therefore, after only about a hundred thrusts, he released Jiajia and started thinking of other ideas.

Poor Jiajia, her hands and feet were bound, and her legs were spread wide. Old Qin had already been aroused by her lust, but now this was abruptly interrupted, which was truly painful. So Jiajia couldn't help but cry out, "Grandpa, Grandpa, just fuck me however you want, however you want." Old Qin turned around and couldn't help but laugh. The little girl's legs were spread wide, her mons pubis was covered in nectar, so he simply stopped thinking of ideas, untied the ropes binding her hands and feet, sat on a stone bench, and told her to ride on top of him and jump up and down with his penis between her legs. After jumping about three hundred times, Jiajia was exhausted, so Old Qin took over and held her, his big penis pounding wildly in her tender hole, and finally ejaculated. When his penis was pulled out of her little hole, semen mixed with nectar rolled down.

After resting for a while, Lao Qin helped Jiajia tidy up her clothes—of course, her pantyhose had been torn open by Lao Qin's penis, making it impossible to stop the semen from flowing out. So Lao Qin simply crumpled up her tiny, palm-sized panties and stuffed them into her vagina, instructing her not to take them out when she got home that night. He told her that they should still be inside her the night before she came to see him.

Jiajia was exceptionally obedient, and sure enough, the small pink panties soaked in her vagina all night.

Lao Qin ejaculated a lot of semen, which couldn't flow out and all of it poured into her tender uterus. Luckily, those were her safe period, otherwise she would probably be holding a baby in her arms right now.

Old Qin pulled Jiajia into his arms, stroking her slightly protruding belly, then moving down to her vulva. Jiajia let out a soft moan and knelt before Old Qin, her slender hands beginning to stroke his penis, which hadn't yet ejaculated in He Xian'er's anus. This was a special breakfast Old Qin had prepared for her, a feast of ammunition for his semen.

Since he had already been thrusting in and out of He Xian'er's lovely chrysanthemum cave for a while, he quickly felt aroused when Jiajia took over: "Jiajia, almost there!" Before he could give the order, Jiajia tightly embraced his thick glans with her red lips, her small hands stroking it up and down, quickly squeezing out the semen inside, which filled her mouth, swallowing it down with gurgling sounds. After swallowing all the delicious semen, Jiajia carefully cleaned his glans before standing up and patting her belly with satisfaction: "Now I'm full. Baby should be full too." He Xian'er looked at her sister and smiled gently. She pulled Jiajia to sit on the sofa, and the two girls massaged each other's breasts, saying that this would help them produce more milk in the future. At the same time, they watched with glee as they watched what outstanding performance Beibei would give today. Speaking of Beibei

, she was a lively little thing, a girl who could jump around like a monkey and make people laugh. She was good at dancing and had a great figure. In fact, she also knew a little bit of martial arts. According to her, she learned it from an old man who swept the kitchen behind her family's teahouse when she was a child. Of course, the price was that the old man touched her thigh and drank her virgin urine. Back then, I was young and didn't understand anything. I just thought the old man was strange; he liked to drink her urine, and he insisted on drinking "rootless urine"—the kind that comes straight out of her body and never touches the ground.

These are just rumors. Actually, Beibei was quite capable. When she was in dance school, the teachers punished naughty children by bringing a basin of live loaches or eels. If any were naughty or lazy, they would stuff this long, slippery thing into their anus. Other girls were terrified of this: it would wriggle and slither around inside their bodies, never stopping, and unless they were given a severe enema, it was impossible to get it out. Countless little girls initially relied on being their parents' darlings, ignoring the teachers' words, but after experiencing this torture of the loach piercing their anus, they all became obedient children—but this didn't work on Beibei.

This girl never stayed still in bed during her afternoon nap. She always secretly ran to the hill behind the house to pee and play in the mud. Once, when the teacher caught her, this little girl was actually climbing up a tree branch with her bare bottom exposed, trying to steal bird eggs—she was clearly a wild boy, not a girl at all! They caught her and made her bend over. The teacher picked up the biggest eel and put it into her bright red anus. The girl just smiled, acting like nothing had happened. As soon as the eel found the hole, it burrowed in without any warning, until its body and tail had completely disappeared. Only then did the teacher tell her to stand up. The teacher thought she would burst into tears, but instead, the girl just grinned, as if nothing had happened.

Later, the teacher devised another method to subdue this girl who liked having strange things inside her body:

First, he summoned seven or eight burly men with large penises to gang rape Beibei's anus, dilating her small anus until a fist could fit inside. Then, he sprinkled coarse salt inside, poured in soy sauce and rice wine, added strips of fresh meat mixed with chili sauce, and finally sewed her anus shut with fish gut thread. He then left her to eat and drink as she pleased. After two or three days, the girl's belly was swollen, and she came to the teacher clutching her anus.

Now she was obedient, the teacher smiled mysteriously. Ten days later, he had the school doctor remove Beibei's stitches and take out the black, lumpy "sausage" from her intestines. He then made Beibei eat the "sausage" she had pickled herself, which still smelled of feces, mixed with her own urine—and not allowed to eat it all at once. Beibei enjoyed this unique flavor of sausage for a whole week. From then on, Beibei never misbehaved again. To commemorate the occasion, upon graduation, the teacher gave Beibei a unique and grand gift: gold rings and bells were pierced through both of her nipples, her clitoris was also pierced and adorned with bells, and four holes were punched in each of her two plump labia majora, each inlaid with a hollow silver ring, making her look like a sneaker, just missing a shoelace.

Adorned with these jingling bells, Beibei arrived at the Dance Academy Affiliated High School and became Lao Qin's pet.

Actually, at first, she didn't know that Lao Qin existed in the world; she was just curious why her roommate, Jiajia, always disappeared for a while before going to sleep, only returning close to midnight. One day, she finally couldn't suppress her curiosity and secretly followed Jiajia to the open space outside the building.

It was already October, and the wind in the open space at night was quite chilly. Beibei quietly hid behind the bushes in the green belt, watching Jiajia take off her pajamas in the center of the area, fold them neatly, and hug them to her chest. Then she stood there naked, seemingly waiting for something.

After a while, an old man holding a flashlight came out of Building 3. Jiajia ran towards him, and only then did Beibei belatedly notice that Jiajia was wearing a pair of white ballet shoes. No wonder she walked so quietly. The old man let Jiajia ride on his head, and the two of them walked together towards the restroom outside the gatehouse.

It was a public restroom, all with squat toilets for girls—because in this community, three buildings housed four or five hundred girls, but only Lao Qin was a man, so naturally no one thought to build a separate restroom for him. However, this restroom wasn't used very often. Most girls preferred to walk a few more steps back to their dormitories, and only occasionally, when they were in a real hurry, would they use it here.

Especially at eleven o'clock, after the doors were locked and the lights were off, the place was completely quiet, and there was no one there.

Beibei clutched the little bell on her body and ran after them, quietly reaching the bathroom door. Peeking inside, she saw Old Qin holding Jiajia in his arms, his penis already inside her, but their chests and backs were connected. It turned out Jiajia suddenly needed to urinate but didn't want to leave Old Qin's large penis, so she wanted him to help her urinate while he thrust into her.

Luckily, Jiajia was as light as a feather; otherwise, Old Qin, over sixty years old, really wouldn't have been able to handle it. Old Qin held Jiajia in front of the sink, letting her little feet rest on the marble countertop. He thrust into her tender vagina while whistling softly. Soon, a spurt of pale yellow liquid shot from Jiajia's vulva, stretched open by his penis, tracing a beautiful arc before landing in the sink. "

So that's what they're doing," Beibei thought, secretly peeking inside while digging her fingers into her own vagina. After letting Jiajia urinate, Old Qin placed her on the sink, ignoring the remaining urine, and began thrusting vigorously. He fucked the docile little girl until she was overflowing with lustful fluids, unknowingly spilling her love juices all over the floor.

"Ouch..." Jiajia suddenly cried out, then lay limply on Lao Qin's body, motionless. Lao Qin slowly pulled his penis out of Jiajia's body, which startled Beibei. She had never seen anyone with such a large penis; even her father's paled in comparison.

Lao Qin pressed Jiajia's body down and inserted his penis back into her mouth, moving it in and out. Beibei was really surprised; Jiajia's small mouth, which seemed capable of swallowing even a piece of candy whole, could actually hold his thick penis in her mouth and swallow it effortlessly. After watching for

a while, Beibei, afraid they would discover that she was peeping outside, quietly covered her chest and returned to the dormitory the same way. After learning Jiajia's little secret, Beibei couldn't stop thinking about Lao Qin's big penis. She couldn't help but secretly resent Jiajia for not being a good friend: the two of them had been best friends since kindergarten. Jiajia had discovered this big, meaty thing but hadn't told her—what kind of best friend was that?

Finally, one day in the bathroom, as the two girls were showering face to face, Beibei couldn't help but slap away Jiajia's little hand that was playing with the golden bell on her chest.

"What's wrong, Beibei?" Jiajia asked, puzzled.

Beibei looked at her irritably: "What do you think? You go out every night, and when something good happens, you don't even invite me."

Jiajia lowered her head a little embarrassed: "Don't you have a brother and a father... how could I invite you?"

Beibei glared at her: "Aren't we good friends? Good friends should share everything. You've already used my father and brother."

Jiajia suddenly hugged Beibei: "Okay then, from now on I'll share everything with Beibei, okay?"

"Really?"

"Really."

"Your Grandpa Qin is included too?"

"Yes." Jiajia nodded seriously: "His is so big. Every time it goes all the way into my uterus. It makes my stomach hurt so much. You should try it, you definitely won't regret it." Although Jiajia said that, Beibei was still skeptical. Until that evening, Jiajia took her to the dance studio.

"Why are we going to the dance studio?"

"Grandpa said he wants to see me dance," Jiajia said affectionately, hugging Beibei. "He's off tonight, so let's go to the dance studio."

Late at night, the practice building was empty. Old Qin had already taken care of the security guard responsible for locking the door—he had promised the kid a hidden camera video of the girls' dormitory bathroom and five pairs of strongly scented underwear, and the kid happily handed over the key.

"Hello, Grandpa." Jiajia waited for Old Qin and immediately pulled Beibei to greet him. "This is my good friend Beibei. She also likes being with Grandpa." Beibei angrily pinched Jiajia below the waist: What do you mean, "likes"? She's just here to observe.

"Okay, okay." Old Qin admired the pretty girl with the oval face by the moonlight. She had a slender figure, a narrow waist, and two shapely, athletic legs. Her breasts were slightly rounded, but for some reason, they seemed to protrude quite a bit. Qiaqia chuckled and pinched Beibei, "Sister Beibei has so many fun tricks up her sleeve. Grandpa, let's go in together."

Old Qin had been to this training building before, but only during holidays when it was deserted. Even half the security guards weren't on campus. People like him who didn't go back organized themselves into a school security team, wandering around the empty campus. Back then, he carried many keys on his waist, and sometimes he would go with a few young men to check out the girls' bathrooms or changing rooms—actually, those places were as desolate as the moon when no one was there, with nothing to see. Only those young men with exceptionally vivid imaginations would get excited, repeatedly offering Old Qin good food and drinks in exchange for keys to go in and take a look.

But tonight was completely different. He, Old Qin, was accompanied by two adorable girls. Though both were still small and undeveloped, their beauty was undeniably captivating, a sight to behold throughout history.

Old Qin held Jiajia's little hand, and Jiajia, dragging along the half-reluctant, half-impatient Beibei, led them into the dark training building.

The building had been recently renovated; in response to Beibei's request, the corridor lights had been replaced with infrared sensors. Wherever someone walked, the lights would illuminate one by one, slowly turning off after they had passed.

Old Qin led them to a small classroom on the second floor. Jiajia whispered a few words to Beibei and then dragged her towards the changing room.

"Where are you two going?" Old Qin asked curiously.

"Changing clothes," Jiajia replied with a grin.

"Aren't you changing here?" Actually, Old Qin was quite eager to see the little girl change. Both Jiajia and Beibei firmly shook their heads, and he knew that young girls always had some strange things to deal with, so he didn't follow.

Jiajia pulled Beibei to their changing room, found their lockers, and took out spare training clothes to wear.

"Here, this is for you." Beibei handed Jiajia a spermicide pill, knowing all too well what was going to happen tonight.

"Help me put it in." Jiajia sat on the leather chair with a grin, spreading her legs. She used her fingers to separate her tender vulva. Beibei scolded her, but still went over and inserted the walnut-sized pill.

"It doesn't seem deep enough." Jiajia spread her legs as wide as possible to push the pill into her uterus.

"It's touching." Beibei felt the pill between her fingers and a soft, round piece of flesh. "Should I push it in?"

"Push it in." Jiajia knew her vagina was short and was worried that Qin's penis was too long and would prevent the pill from working. Beibei used a little force to push her finger deeper, finally breaking through the cervix and letting the pill fall into Jiajia's pear-shaped uterus.

When she looked up at Jiajia, she noticed her strange expression and asked with concern,

"What's wrong? Did it hurt?"

"A little." Jiajia stood up, clutching her stomach. "Okay, it's your turn." "Follow my example, you can put mine in too." Beibei put the pill in Jiajia's hand.

Beibei's vagina was relatively long and narrow, and Jiajia's fingers weren't long enough, so she used a professional tool: a glass blowpipe. Jiajia carefully inserted the blowpipe into Beibei's vagina. When Beibei's expression changed from slight pleasure to unbearable pain, she knew the tip of the blowpipe had penetrated her cervix. Then, she had Beibei lie face down on the leather chair, her buttocks raised, with the tip of the blowpipe facing down. Jiajia then dropped the pill into the back of the blowpipe and blew hard. "Plop!" The pill rolled smoothly into Beibei's uterus.

"Ouch!" Beibei cried out.

Jiajia removed the blowpipe from her body, cleaned it with feminine wash, and put it away. Then she came over and rubbed Beibei's tummy a couple of times. "Are you done?"

Beibei frowned. "Once this box is finished, I'll never use this thing again. This thing is just torture for women."

Jiajia chuckled. "So you have something you're afraid of too. I really didn't know that." Beibei punched her with her little pink fist. "Okay, hurry up and get dressed. Don't keep your Grandpa Qin waiting."

When the two little beauties appeared hand in hand in front of Old Qin, his eyes lit up. He felt that the wait that took the time it takes to smoke a cigarette had not been in vain.

These two little beauties both wore narrow dance shoes on their delicate feet, their slender legs encased in white stockings. They were both wearing the school-issued bodycon dance outfits, though Jiajia's was black and Beibei's was purple.

Old Qin also noticed that something seemed to be hanging from Beibei's chest and crotch—the most delicate parts of all three girls' bodies.

"Beibei, why don't you show us your figure first?" Jiajia said playfully, leading Beibei to the center of the area. Beibei didn't stand on ceremony, first stretching her limbs, then retreating to a corner and beginning to spin her way into the center of the area. She spun over thirty times in one go without any hesitation. This was just the warm-up. She then performed a set of her signature classical dance movements, leaping, spinning, bending backward, and rolling across the room in splits. Old Qin was overwhelmed by her dazzling, rapid movements, and he seemed to hear a faint tinkling of bells. This was strange; no one was playing music. Where was the sound coming from?

Beibei's performance concluded with a seated cloud-shoulder twist, leaving Old Qin speechless. Seeing that Beibei's little face was already flushed, he called her over tenderly, "Come here, daughter, let Grandpa wipe your sweat."

"Grandpa, it's my turn!" Jiajia quickly ran to the field and, with a somersault, began by performing her newly choreographed "Pear Blossom Qin" for Old Qin. Unfortunately, Old Qin was a rough man and didn't appreciate the subtleties of classical dance. He only felt that this dance wasn't like Beibei's earlier performance, which was purely a display of technique. However, he couldn't say which was better, only saying, "Both are beautiful, both are beautiful." "Grandpa, I'm tired from dancing, how are you going to reward me?" Jiajia sat in Old Qin's lap, tilting her rosy cheeks upwards. Looking at Old Qin, he couldn't resist giving her a light tap on the cheek. "How do you want Grandpa to reward you?"

Just as Jiajia was about to speak, she suddenly remembered Beibei and quickly pulled her over as well. "Grandpa, let's play with Sister Beibei first. Jiajia isn't in a hurry."

Beibei hadn't expected Jiajia to push her forward first. Just as she was about to dodge, Old Qin pulled her down into his lap, causing her to bump right into his hard, bulging penis. Startled, and remembering what she'd seen outside the bathroom that night, her face flushed instantly. Jiajia took advantage of the situation, climbing behind her and pulling the straps of her purple dress off her arms, showing Old Qin the pair of treasures on Beibei's breasts.

When those golden bells appeared before Old Qin's eyes, he was indeed stunned. The silver needle beneath He Xian'er had already impressed him, but now, witnessing this even more stimulating sight, his erection grew even stronger.

Old Qin straightened Bei Bei's body and leaned closer to examine the golden bell on her nipple. It was just a small bud, yet someone had forcibly pierced it with a hole about half the size of its cross-section. A steel ring made of a three-millimeter-thick metal wire hung from the hole—Old Qin suspected that the person who pierced it had simply grabbed a pair of key rings and made them. A golden bell hung from the ring, jingling when touched. Seeing this, Old Qin finally understood where the mysterious accompaniment she heard while dancing came from.

Old Qin played with her nipples and asked softly, "Girl, does it hurt?" Bei Bei shook her head: "I'm used to it."

That day, the teacher gave her anesthesia, but kept her mind clear, letting her watch as the bleached steel wire pierced through her nipples, clitoris, and labia. Under the anesthesia, there wasn't much pain, but there was an indescribable dullness. The image of the sharp steel wire, wisps of smoke rising from her nipples, slowly passing through them, like a saw, burning the tender flesh inside, and then drilling away the charred flesh with an awl, was something she would never forget. And what she found most unforgettable was that the person who performed this cruel surgery on her was a woman, a woman who also had rings on both breasts.

Jia Jia pulled Bei Bei's dance top down to her feet and then had Old Qin take off her pantyhose. He then realized that the girl's genitals had also been pierced and ringed. Seeing how her delicate parts had been so cruelly violated, Old Qin felt a surge of excitement. He

reached down and touched the girl's genitals, discovering she was already aroused, which greatly surprised him. Behind her, Qiaqia chuckled, "Just pull on Sister Beibei's ring, and she'll eagerly spread her legs."

So that ring was her sensitive spot. Old Qin quickly freed his penis from his pants, shoved the petite Beibei to the ground, and thrust his excessively large, hard penis into her white, tender vulva, which resembled a sliced bun.

"Ah..." Beibei's eyes rolled back; she hadn't expected Old Qin's thing to be so large.

And he thrust right into the deepest part of her vagina, a depth her father or brother had never reached, yet this old man had reached it in an instant.

Old Qin also found the girl's hole very comfortable to fuck; it was long and winding, as if it had to go through several turns to reach the deepest part. Jiajia sat cross-legged beside Beibei's head, massaging her hand in her own palm while instructing Old Qin, "Be careful. Don't hurt Sister Beibei." "I know." Afraid of crushing the little girl beneath him, Old Qin supported himself with his arms, thrusting his long spear in and out of Beibei's little hole rapidly.

"Ah, oh, oh... good, so amazing..." Beibei had only been fucked for five minutes when she couldn't help but twist her body and moan lewdly. She had a whole repertoire of flowery words, like "Sweetheart, my darling brother, my big darling brother," and so on. Old Qin was quite surprised; he hadn't expected this lively and innocent girl to moan like a seasoned prostitute.

After a hundred or so thrusts, Beibei had already climaxed once. Old Qin also felt that this little girl's vagina was quite slender, making fucking her unique. He straightened up to catch his breath, pushed her long legs, still clad in pantyhose, to her chest, almost folding her whole body in half. Then, he aimed his nectar-covered penis at the flower hole beneath the white crevice and slowly thrust it in.

This time, Old Qin didn't rush in. Instead, he patiently and leisurely ground her vagina. Firstly, he was getting on in years and needed to catch his breath and slow down. Secondly, he wanted to properly savor the girl's exceptionally long vagina. He estimated that Beibei's vagina was more than twice the length of Qiaqia's.

His exceptionally large glans slowly, like a coal miner, patiently expanded Beibei's slender vagina into a smooth, rounded path. However, this rubbed against several itchy spots inside her, causing her to plead repeatedly, "Grandpa, good grandpa, stop with Beibei, just give it to me already." Old Qin continued his unhurried thrusting, slowly inserting and slowly withdrawing. Even this gentleness caused her to climax again. After two climaxes, Beibei was completely exhausted and had to let Qiaqia, who had been watching from the sidelines with growing arousal, take over.

Old Qin was always very careful with women like Jiajia, whose vaginas were short, and dared not go too deep. But perhaps because Jiajia had seen Beibei climax twice with him tonight, she was also infected and twisted her body, wanting him to go deeper. Old Qin indulged her and slowly inserted his big penis into her short vagina until it reached her cervix. Jiajia was still crying out, "Deeper, deeper. I want Grandpa to cum inside."

It was rare for Jiajia to be so unrestrained tonight, so Old Qin naturally had to cooperate with her. He hardened his heart and penetrated her cervix, inserting his big glans into her uterus.

This caused Jiajia excruciating pain, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her slender legs kicked wildly in the air, as if her lower body was being pierced through. But Old Qin showed no signs of ejaculating, so he pulled his penis out again and rubbed it in and out of her vagina for a while before Jiajia regained that intense feeling of pleasure. This time, Old Qin had learned his lesson. While kneading Jiajia's breasts, he suddenly exerted force and thrust directly through her cervix. His large glans entered her uterus completely, spraying out thick white semen. If Jiajia hadn't taken a spermicide pill beforehand, she probably would have gotten pregnant tonight.

After Lao Qin had ejaculated all his semen, he pulled his penis out. The glans rubbed against the tender flesh of her cervix as it withdrew, creating a powerful negative pressure that brought a strange pleasure to Jia Jia amidst the intense pain. Unconsciously, she had fallen in love with this wonderful feeling, to the point that she often asked Lao Qin to put his semen directly into her uterus. Later, due to carelessness and lack of preparation, the young girl became pregnant. After Lao

Qin withdrew his penis from Jia Jia's body, he saw that her belly, stretched open by his semen, looked like a small ball had been inserted, bulging out to the size of a palm. Jiajia herself curiously explored that area, looking at her protruding belly and smiling happily: "Grandpa's semen, it's all in Jiajia's belly, so comfortable, so warm!"

Old Qin was gazing at Jiajia's involuntary alluring demeanor, lost in thought, when suddenly another girl entangled his arm: "Grandpa, come here, I want it..."

This night was truly romantic and wonderful!

****************************************************************************************** Old Qin placed Beibei on his lap, playing with the two bells on her breasts. Because she was still in the early stages of pregnancy, the changes in her breasts were not very obvious, and her nipples were still a tender pink, unlike the He Xian'er sisters, who had already evolved into the cherry color that only pregnant women have. However, these days, to prevent her from miscarrying, Old Qin did not dare to be too rough with her, and even the time she inserted the vibrating egg into her vagina was strictly controlled.

"Beibei's been so bored these past few days." Beibei hooked her arms around Lao Qin's neck, kissing his wrinkled neck.

"My little hole feels so empty, it's so uncomfortable."

She could only endure the discomfort. Lao Qin comforted her by gently massaging her.

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