Hong Kong promiscuous female students

At 11:30 PM, I rushed to catch the last train to Kowloon. I sat at the very back of the carriage, waiting for the subway to depart.

Shortly after the train started moving, a girl opened the carriage door at one end and walked towards me.

She was even wearing a school uniform! I thought to myself, "[Not home by 11:30? She must be a bad student, from some shady high school.]" But as she walked closer, I realized she was a student at Diocesan Girls' School! She sat down next to me.

This girl looked about 17 or 18, tall and thin, with beautiful short hair, a pointed mouth, and a pair of thin-rimmed glasses perched on her delicate nose. She wore a blue shirt, cut very well. When she looked at people, her dark eyes shone slightly; I remembered reading in magazines that this was called "three-white eyes," supposedly a sign of promiscuity.

However, this girl was unusually aloof, her face expressionless. After sitting down, she took a book out of her bag and started reading. Seeing her aloof demeanor, I knew that striking up a conversation with her would only lead to disappointment. I already had a magazine in my hand, so I started reading it.

Occasionally, I'd flip to a page with a swimsuit picture and couldn't help but glance at it more closely, only to hear the girl next door, a Diocesan, snort with disdain. Hearing her displeasure, I deliberately flipped through the pages with interest, but the girl ignored me and focused on her book. After

a while, I felt tired and closed my eyes to rest, soon falling asleep.
"Excuse me, teacher, could you please sit down?" someone nudged me in my sleep.

I opened my eyes and found my head resting on the shoulder of the girl next door, who was giving me a look of disgust. I felt apologetic, but also annoyed. It wasn't a big deal; why the long face? Did she think being from a prestigious university made her so special? I sat up straight, closed my eyes again, and ignored her.

When I woke up after a short nap, I found the carriage almost empty; they had probably all gotten off along the way and fallen off.

Not wanting her to rest, I immediately scooped her up again. As
I rummaged through the pages, I suddenly felt a weight on my shoulder—it was the girl who had fallen asleep on me. I was about to wake her to get my revenge, but looking at her slightly trembling eyelashes in her sleep, I couldn't bring myself to do it.

The girl looked peaceful in her sleep. Looking at her face, I thought, "Isn't she beautiful? Why always have such a stern face?"

The girl had a round forehead, delicately curved eyebrows, long eyelashes, and smooth, delicate cheeks. What captivated me most were her alluring lips. These lips were full and rounded, the upper lip beautifully curved into a short arch, with a tiny bead forming at the tip. The lower lip was round and plump, like a cherry still glistening with dew. Even when the upper and lower lips were closed, a small indentation remained in the center.

Sometimes, the girl would gently stick out her tongue to moisten her lips, the tip gliding across the lip line—ambiguous and alluring. Other times, she would slightly furrow her brow, her lips parting slightly, her neat, white front teeth lightly biting her lower lip, like a seashell embedded in her bright red flesh. I was mesmerized. My right hand, resting against the back of the chair, reached to the girl's right side and pulled her close. My heart pounded, a mixture of panic and excitement, a desire to make a move, yet also a reluctance to... Daring to be presumptuous, after a struggle, I finally couldn't resist and lowered my head to kiss her lips.

This young woman, perhaps also dreaming of her lover, responded by moving her lips as I kissed her. I nibbled on her upper lip, and she held my lower lip in her mouth; we sucked on each other, our love intense.

I slowly moved my lips, carefully licking every part of her mouth. Confused by the gentle teasing, the young woman involuntarily opened her lips, her tongue protruding, searching for a match. I gently bit her tongue with my teeth, then kissed it with the tip of my own. The young woman's breathing became erratic, her tongue stretching out fully. I eagerly sucked on it, our tongues intertwined... The careful friction even made me think of a mysterious sweetness spreading across my taste buds.

Then I invaded the girl's mouth, engaging in a passionate battle with her. She devoured my tongue forcefully, as if trying to swallow it whole, making smacking sounds as she sucked. My mind wandered, and I wanted to further conquer her other parts, trying to control her not-so-full breasts.
Suddenly, the girl woke up, staring blankly at me. After a while, she said, "What are you doing?"

At this moment, I was still holding her, asking, "What do you think?"

She really didn't understand the situation, shaking her head to try and clear her head. Suddenly remembering the beauty of her dream, she immediately realized what was happening, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she said in a harsh voice, "You...you're bullying me!"

"I'm just being affectionate," I said with a grin, reaching out to touch her breasts again.

The girl was furious and slapped me across the face. There were several other passengers in the carriage, but they were all sitting in the front and didn't notice the illicit affair.

My cheek burned from the slap, and I gripped the girl's upper body tightly with both hands, preventing her from moving her hand. The girl said in terror, "You...you can't touch me..."

I kissed her cheek and rubbed my face against hers, saying, "What if I touched you?"

The girl was almost crying, her voice trembling, "No...I'm going to...I'm going to scream..."

"You're all set!" I said. He knew that proud female students like her were afraid of looking bad and would never dare to make a scene in front of everyone; it was such a shameful thing to do.

She simply struggled, not daring to cry out. I kissed her ear and said, "Don't move, let me kiss you."

The female student wouldn't agree. Seeing that she wouldn't give in, I said again, "I'll let you go after I kiss you."

After hearing this, she believed me and slowly lessened her resistance, finally stopping.

I bit her earlobe and said, "Yes, that's a good girl!"

She heard the man's panting in her ear, and her earlobe was tickled from my licking, so she couldn't help but feel a chill. Trembling, her shoulders hunched, I relaxed my arms and gently embraced her waist, my lips moving to her neck, then my tongue licking it.

She tilted her head back, resting her head on my shoulder, and involuntarily let out a soft "Mmm..." Realizing her mistake, she quickly asked, "Are you done kissing me?"

I kissed her ear again, whispering behind her ear, "Not yet..."

How could she bear it? She let out an "Ah..." and involuntarily grabbed my forearm. Having tasted her left ear, I licked it again. She was completely exhausted, only able to hold me. I gently lifted her chin, examining her face. She blushed deeply. I pulled
her closer and kissed her lips again. I knew how to control the pressure, and he gently traced lines at the entrance of her vagina. The girl kept moaning .
Then, I lifted her up forcefully, making her kneel on top of me with her back to me. The girl held onto the back of the chair in front of her, looking back at me fearfully. I tried to turn her head away so she wouldn't see, so I put my hand on her vulva and started groping again. The girl trembled as she sat on him, her back stiff, and her buttocks inevitably sticking up. I lovingly stroked her back and forth, and she felt comfortable, limply leaning against the backrest. I unzipped my pants, took out my already hard penis, and then put it into her underwear... I pulled down her pants and rubbed the head of my penis against her labia.

She weakly pushed against my chest with both hands, and I kissed her passionately. Her small hands gradually climbed up her shoulders, finally wrapping around my neck, and she began to actively suckle.

Ling held his head, closed her eyes, and smiled charmingly.
Taking advantage of her resistance, I reached for her right breast with my left hand. She quickly pulled her hand away, so I touched her left breast. She pulled away again, so I returned to her left breast. She couldn't get rid of him after several attempts, so she resigned herself to fate and ignored my hands, focusing solely on kissing me.

It was exhausting, so I stopped to catch my breath. She hugged my neck tightly, panting, and asked, "Are you done kissing...?"
The girl, lost in her own world, rode up and down, faster and faster, until suddenly she landed hard on her bottom, her whole body trembling as if she were crying. I quickly straightened my penis; she had reached orgasm.
I pushed her back against the chair and lowered my head to kiss the white flesh of her neckline, crying, "Not yet!"

My lust was burning, and my left hand was already unbuttoning her blouse. Unable to move her upper body easily, she twisted her legs in protest, but I deemed her protest ineffective and still reached inside her shirt.

Because this girl's breasts weren't full, she was wearing a bra with thick padding. When I touched it, I felt nothing, so I simply lifted the bra and grasped her small testicles against her skin. Although this girl's breasts were small, her nipples were large; I rubbed them with my palm, and they hardened in a short time.

My mouth traveled down her chest, licking her nipples. Her nipples and areolas were so pale, almost indistinguishable from her breasts, that they only became slightly rosy after I sucked on them. I used both my hands and mouth to thoroughly pound her breasts.

The girl, her head half-closed, cupped my head in her hands. She no longer showed any resistance, but to maintain a girlish reserve, she still asked, "Are you done kissing?"

I suddenly raised my head and said, "Yes!"
She was completely taken aback and froze. Over there, the silly girl, seeing my lewd expression, only realized after a moment that I was deliberately teasing her. She twisted her upper body in protest, and I laughed as I returned to licking her breasts. She finally let out a satisfied "Ah..."

While I was suckling her breasts, my fingers were already groping between her legs. Her thighs were thin and not very fleshy, but even so, they were still a sensitive area. She swayed her hips to express her feelings. Although I felt good touching her through her skirt, I didn't get a sense of accomplishment, so I lifted her skirt.

This time... The girl really wouldn't agree. I pulled and tugged at her, using every method imaginable, but she was too protective to resist much. I told her to stop struggling and threatened her, "Otherwise, if someone hears or sees, how embarrassing would that be!"

Only after hearing my words did she reluctantly let me lift her skirt. I cautiously glanced around, then looked at her long, slender legs and said, "You're so beautiful!"

The girl was happy to hear this, but also very worried—worried about being seen, and even more worried about me. What could a man possibly be thinking doing this to her? Heart? She was wearing a tiny white thong, made of very little material, with only a thin rope at the waist, which, combined with her slender figure, was truly alluring. Her buttocks were small but firm, round and quite tempting. Her mons pubis was obscured by her pubic area, so it was impossible to see clearly.

I kissed her lips again, forcefully reaching down to grope the bottom of her thong. The girl was terrified, her hands constantly protecting her most intimate parts. I forced my way in, touching the damp cotton fabric. I intentionally traced circles there with my fingers, occasionally moving forward... A sudden thrust.

The girl let out a moan, unable to resist. Afraid she'd disturb others, I sealed her lips with mine, not daring to let go for a moment. My sharp fingers had already slipped off her panties and were now poised on her vulva, beginning a fierce battle. This girl was thin even down there, with short, coarse hair, seemingly a barren patch of land. However, this patch of land was now fertile and ready for cultivation.

I saw her leaning against the back of the chair, her buttocks pressed against my crotch, a beautiful position. I pressed down on her buttocks, letting my penis... Gradually, it was swallowed by her vagina.

The girl opened her small mouth and let out a soft "Ah..." I slowly penetrated deeper, and she kept making "Ah" sounds. Later, she realized that I was going on and on, and not knowing how long it was, she turned around in confusion. At this time, I was completely inside her, squeezing her flower core until it was completely full. The girl's breath was flustered, and she said intermittently, "You...you...it's so long..."

I smiled and said, "Never tried it before? Come on, it's about to move...cover your mouth."

The girl didn't know why she had to cover her mouth, but... She obediently covered her mouth with the back of her hand as usual. I lifted her buttocks and began to rock them up and down. Only then did she realize why she had to cover her mouth; otherwise, the indescribable pleasure would have made her scream out loud long ago.

The girl was light-bodied, making it exceptionally easy for me to thrust, so I penetrated deeply and quickly. She naturally felt incredibly comfortable, but she couldn't scream. Her vagina was so incredibly pleasurable, so she pitifully bit the back of her hand, letting out urgent panting sounds.

Looking down, I could see my penis moving in and out of her vagina. Her red labia flipped repeatedly with each thrust, releasing gushes of fluid. The girl's resistance was truly remarkable; soon I discovered he didn't need to exert any effort—it was the girl herself moving her hips and thrusting.

I straightened her body, inserting one leg between her legs. Afraid of hurting her, he awkwardly and deliberately let her go before completing the preparatory movements. What was originally a tiger pouncing on a sheep turned into two snakes entwined. I even defiantly said, "See! Struggling is useless! Be a good girl and listen to me!"

"Oh..." the girl finally cried out.

Suddenly, a passenger at the other end stood up to get off, and the two of them quickly stopped. After the passenger sat back down, I secretly resumed my actions. The girl turned around and glared at him disapprovingly.

Seeing that she was aroused, I dared not stimulate her too much, but I still kept the part of my thumb that was inserted there. I thrust my penis and focused on fucking her.

The girl was very weak and came a second time after a short while. At the same time, she lost her strength and became as limp as an eel, making it impossible for me to continue. I had no choice but to put her back in her seat, lower her body, and take off her panties. She still pretended to resist. Ah Bin leaned down on her waistband, lifted her legs, and inserted his penis back into her vagina, fucking her even faster.

"Help... ah..." Wanling cried out slightly, "Someone save me..."
The girl's legs were slender, her knees could bend to her chest, allowing me to penetrate her deeply and repeatedly, pressing against her cervix, causing her vaginal muscles to tighten, making me feel incredibly good. I couldn't help but thrust more vigorously, causing her to gush out her juices, soaking the chair cushion.

The girl, whether in pleasure or sorrow, gritted her teeth and frowned. I couldn't bear to see her like this, so I kissed her again. She greedily sucked on my lips like a desolate wasteland receiving rain, and I thrust my penis wildly. Quickly, the girl kept moaning, "Ugh... ugh..." as her vagina contracted repeatedly, experiencing another orgasm.

This time she really couldn't take it anymore, shaking her head to tell me she was surrendering. I couldn't force her, so I pulled out my penis and lay back in the chair. Although the girl was completely paralyzed, her alluring eyes were wide open, staring at my penis. I also lazily leaned back in my chair to rest. The girl reached out her left hand and stroked my penis, surprised by its size. I hugged her, and she said softly, "You're so good."

I stroked my cheek and said, "But you just hit me."
"Of course I'll hit you, you're so mean and bullied me," she said.

By this time, the sky was gradually brightening. I pressed my face against hers and gently kissed her cheek; she
closed her eyes . A little while later, the girl from Diocesan Girls' High School had rested enough. She found some tissues to clean herself, and shyly buttoned up her clothes. I was still sitting there with my erect penis.

Seeing my erect penis, she asked awkwardly, "What are you going to do?"

I was just hoping she'd ask that, so I immediately said, "Aren't you a student at Diocesan Girls' High School? Why do you need to ask something so simple?" "Lick it now."

The girl shook her head, saying she didn't know how, so I started teaching her. I told her to bend down, hold my penis in her right hand, and lick the glans with her tongue. At first, she was afraid and even gagged repeatedly. I coaxed her until she finally took a small bite and found it didn't taste too bad, so she slowly started eating it.
I instructed her on how to make a guy feel good, and she diligently learned.

While she was sucking, she looked up at my thrusting technique, and I looked into her alluring eyes. Now I believed that three-white eyes were indeed a symbol of lewdness.
I couldn't sleep, so I picked up the magazine again out of boredom and browsed it absentmindedly.

She licked and licked, and although I was always hard and sluggish in the early morning, I'm not made of iron. Finally, I throbbed and ejaculated. The first stream of semen shot into the girl's mouth, and she quickly spat it out. The rest of it shot onto her face. She blinked as she received it, waiting for me to finish.

"Oh...that felt so good..." I praised her.

She wiped away the semen and gently helped me pull up my pants.

I hugged her again, wanting to kiss her again, but she pointed to her mouth and said, "You have that..."

I didn't care and kissed her anyway. The two of us hugged tightly in our seats, infatuated with each other like lovers, rubbing against each other.
The train arrived at Yat Tong Station. Before entering, I asked her, "By the way, my name is Jiaping, what's yours?" "Wanling," she said.
"You pronounce it 'form'?"

Oh no, I looked at my watch, it was almost one o'clock, and the subway doors were about to close~
"Don't ask, it'll lose its charm if you know."

The car arrived at Yat Tong, and I was still reluctant to leave. Wanling and I got off the car and found a dimly lit corner in the subway station.

I reached under Wanling's skirt, teasing her genitals. Wanling had already started trembling. One hand was on her sensitive clitoris, while the other was exploring her lower opening. She tried to make a sound to encourage me, but he sealed her lips with a kiss, so she had to use her tongue to fight back.

Wanling was increasingly at a disadvantage in this struggle. I noticed she was trying to make a sound, so I opened her mouth and kissed her cheek instead. Finally, Wanling let out a soft, satisfied "Oh..." I cruelly intensified my groaning, and Wanling trembled more and more violently, her lower body suddenly gushing out in orgasm.

If I hadn't been holding her, Wanling would have definitely fallen to the ground; her legs were already weak, and she was struggling to stand.

Afraid she was going too far, I spread her up and supported her; she leaned against the side, panting. I let her rest, then knelt down and began sucking on her genitals. Wanling could only continue panting and moaning. "Mmm...ah...I've never felt so high before...fuck me..."
I said, "No, you're a student at the girls' college, how can you be so unreserved?" "You have to resist, say no."

"Stop resisting!" Wanling retorted coquettishly, "It's late, I don't want to!"

"Then I'll rape you!"

Wanling feigned a pitiful look, pleading, "Please... let me go..."
My penis was indeed thick, Wanling's vagina was stretched full, the entrance of her vagina revealing tender red flesh, but she didn't feel any distress at all, she would rather it be even thicker.

"No!" I said with a smile, "How can we let a cooked duck fly away? You're going to force yourself on me!"

Wanling covered her face with her hands, shaking her head and saying, "I'm so scared..."
"It's okay... It feels so good, I haven't felt this good in ages. What's a little laughter tomorrow?"

Seeing Wanling calm down, I grabbed her hand, intertwined our arms, and lowered my head to kiss and bite her shoulders and neck, making Wanling laugh again. "I'm so horny!" Wanling said, "You lecherous thief, you're so strong, I can't even struggle anymore, what should I do? Fine! You come!"

"Who will save me..." Wanling said again, "Someone... is raping me... Ah... Come save me... Hmm... Hmm... Someone is... fucking me... Ah... This person... Ah... fucking me... so... Hmm... so good... Ah... Come... Come... Ah... Save me... Come... fuck me... Ah... fuck me to death... Ah... So beautiful... So... So deep... Help me... It's so beautiful... Ah... Ah... The lecherous thief is fucking me to death... Quick... Quick... I'm going to be in trouble... Ah... It's coming "...No... Ah... Ah... I'm doomed... Oh... Oh... It's over... I'm finished..."
I felt smug. Just now, he and Wanling had been writhing and struggling, and his penis was already half hard. He positioned himself, ready to pounce, but suddenly felt it was inappropriate and asked, "Darling, if a man really came to rape you, you wouldn't just give up so easily, would you?" Wanling's eyes were covered, and her lips pouted innocently. She said, "What can I do? You guys are all so strong, I can't break free no matter how hard I try. Besides, look, I'm all wet from struggling down there..." "

That's the truth," Wanling said, her lower body already wet and glistening. I felt even more aroused; my penis instantly hardened, pressing against her entrance. Wanling continued, "Look... when a man presses against me like this, I can't do anything... ah... ah... what are you doing... ah... ah... I started to penetrate her." Wanling added, "Ah... ah... when a man... penetrates me like this... I... have no... strength... oh... what to do... ah... I... don't want to... resist... oh... oh..." ..."

The more I listened, the harder my penis got. He thrust in and said, "No! You have to resist!"

Wanling said, "Oh...oh...how...resist...ah...I...ah...so...comfortable...I resist...I resist...ah..." Wanling's method of resistance was to start swaying her waist to cooperate with his thrusting. Probably every womanizer in the world would welcome this kind of resistance.

I said, "No! It's not like that!"

Wanling said awkwardly, "Oh...ugh...then...how...ah...ah..."

I tried my best to move: "You...can ask for help!"

"Call for help?"
I hugged her tightly and kissed her. She struggled (unwilling to submit). I was careless and she escaped. She squatted on the ground with her hands around her knees, giggling, meaning, let's see what you do. I opened my arms and hugged her, saying, "Go ahead and try to escape!"
"Yes...you can call someone to save you!" I suggested.

"Help...help me!" Wanling's cry was very weak.

"That won't work!" I was not satisfied.

"That's much better!" I said.

Wanling was babbling incoherently; she was moaning in bed, not crying for help. But it was fine this way; getting the man out of there quickly would be a way to escape. For example, I started to lose control. My lover, blindfolded, was moaning incessantly. I couldn't help but imagine Wanling being raped, and a strange pleasure arose within me. A surge of desire overwhelmed me, and I ejaculated.

Wanling collapsed weakly on top of me, saying, "It feels so good to be raped..."

I carried Wanling out of the subway station. It was all my fault for just now... I'd been too rough, making her legs weak and giving her a near-death experience. She even needed me to carry her out of the subway station. Of course, I wouldn't waste any opportunity. I stroked Wanling's hot body, looking at her semi-transparent school uniform, and my lust returned.

I wondered if she could still wear that uniform; her skirt was soaked with white fluid.

I carried Wanling to a back alley. She was still basking in the afterglow of her climax, her mind

hazy. I didn't...

"Mmm...mmm..." Wanling finally felt she had been tickled, moaning with pleasure, "Mmm...

good...good..."

I gently rubbed her hard back while teasing her usually thorny palm with the tip of my tongue, rhythmically massaging her entire clitoris. Wanling,

that girl, knew exactly what it was as soon as the glans touched her. Knowing that the unwanted task was finally about to begin, she calmed down, quietly feeling and waiting for the man to violate her.
"...Mmm...mmm...very good...oh...change to this side...change to this side..."

Following her instructions, I moved my mouth to her other nipple, where the still-soft nipple gradually hardened between my lips. My hand remained still, my index finger replacing my tongue, circling the nipple incessantly.

"Ah...I...feel so good...so good...oh..."

Wanling felt it was getting better and better, and she needed it more and more. Her left hand reached between my legs, finding my hard penis, and gently teasing it up and down. My penis, perhaps feeling uncomfortably constricted in my pants, throbbed in protest. Wanling pulled down my zipper, reached into my underwear, found the swollen glans, teased the urethral opening with her fingertips, and wiped the pre-ejaculate fluid around it.

I obediently unbuttoned her coat, took off her school uniform, and then removed her bra. Wanling's beautiful body was now revealed before me, with only her panties remaining. That small white arrow, already transparent from the dampness, couldn't hide the dark shadow beneath. I was incredibly impulsive, and suddenly, fiercely, I pulled it down. Wanling bent her left leg, making the curves of her hips and thighs even more perfect.
I quickly took off my clothes, and soon, we were both naked, embracing and kissing.
Wanling's breasts moved across my chest, and I couldn't resist playing with her back. I rolled over and pressed myself against her. Wanling cooperated by spreading her legs, and my penis wandered around, unable to find the entrance. Wanling guessed he was inexperienced, so she moved her hips
to help him, letting the glans touch the entrance of her vagina, which was already overflowing with wetness.
"Ahhh...come and fuck me...ah...please...fuck me...ah...fuck...ahhhh!"

I deliberately delayed, saying, "Doing it on the ground is dirty. Why don't you put your school uniform on the ground before I fuck you?"
Wanling, wanting me to fuck her, spread her school uniform on the ground like a carpet, then lay down on it, saying, "[Come on...come and fuck me...]" I
couldn't resist either, pressing down on her, my penis inevitably going all the way in.

"Oh..." Wanling cried out contentedly.

So long, so comfortable.

"Oh...oh...I...you're doing it so well...I feel so good...ah...ah...yes...so deep...so thick...it's filling me up...so full...ah..." Praised by Wanling, I fucked her even more responsibly.

"Good little brother...good big brother...ah...sister is so good...big brother...oh...am I...am I pretty...?"

"Beautiful...so beautiful...mmm..." I cupped her face and kissed her.

"Mmm..." Wanling kissed him, her buttocks moving passionately in response.

I lay on her youthful, elastic body, my penis inside her plump vagina, thrusting powerfully. When I reached my climax, Wanling would cry out in ecstasy. Wanling had never imagined that sex could be so pleasurable.

Wanling always encouraged me, telling me how comfortable she felt.

"Dear brother...you're...so good...Wanling should...ah...have it with you sooner...oh...it's so good...you're...so thick...it feels so good...oh...faster...ah...Wanling will be...um...fucked to heaven...ah...ah..." Listening to Wanling's moans, her voice sent shivers down my spine. I hugged her tightly, ravaging her like a storm. Unexpectedly, this only pleased Wanling more, and her moans grew even more intense.

"Jian...good husband...you're killing your wife...ah...ah...it doesn't matter if you kill me...I want...oh...yes...like this...more...don't stop...ah...ah...don't stop...um...faster...faster...ah...ah..."

She was almost at her climax, her hands tightly gripping my neck, her whole body trembling, her buttocks thrusting high so my penis could penetrate deeper.

"Brother...fuck me...ah...fuck me...I'm almost there...ah...ah...oh my god...it's killing me...oh...it's over...ah...ah..."

She ejaculated wildly, soaking her school uniform, but I continued to thrust relentlessly.
My lower abdomen involuntarily tightened, forgetting my actions, and Wanling pulled her hands away, opened her arms, and said: "...help me take off my clothes." "

Oh...oh...you really are...my...ah...good brother...um...oh dear...so good...ah...I'm coming again...oh...again...ah...uh..."

She climaxed again, her vaginal muscles tightening even more, thus infecting me with pleasure. He was unable to bear the constant sucking from her tight uterus, and finally his penis swelled rapidly, ejaculating with a "plop."

This time it was really a lot, completely filling her vagina. I pulled out my penis, which continued to ejaculate, covering her body and the school uniform spread on the ground with semen.

We were weak and powerless, clinging to each other, covered in sweat. Wanling kissed his cheek contentedly, and I lifted my head to look closely at Wanling's face. From her forehead, her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, to her lips, everything about Wanling was extremely beautiful.

"Are you going to school tomorrow?"
"Yes~"
"Then your school uniform...."

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