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This is really strange. Zhang Ping is curious about its unusual structural design and wants to take a closer look. She unbuttoned Qian Ming's pants and pulled them down. Ah! It turned out to be a rocket ready to be launched, standing upright on the ground. Maybe it was already counting down, because there was warm heat and faint vibration coming from the engine. Zhang Ping leaned forward a little closer, clasping her hands together in admiration, trying to hold the rocket bag in her palm, but it was so huge that almost half of it was still standing outside. Zhang Ping put her head closer and looked around it carefully, and then put her nose tip close to it. The faint smell made her frown slightly, but she didn't seem to hate it at all. She held the thick rod and let the meat head rub against her cheeks, feeling Qian Ming's body heat. Later, she moved to her lips and kissed him tenderly. Qian Ming spit out a mouthful of shiny liquid from the horse's eye. Zhang Ping stretched out her tongue and spread it with the tip of her tongue, and licked it stickyly along the groove of the glans. Zhang Ping pulled Qian Ming's pants down further to let **'er completely free. She grabbed the bottom of his rod with her palm. It was hairy and overgrown with weeds. Zhang Ping knew the importance of the strokes, gently brushed over the large patch of hair roots, held the scrotum in his palm, and carefully fiddled with it. Qian Ming would be a wooden man if he could stay awake. He felt indescribable comfort and satisfaction. Men are most intoxicated by being caressed intimately here, so he didn't want to interrupt Zhang Ping's care. He continued to close his eyes and enjoy it silently. Zhang Ping opened his lips and slowly pecked at the top of Qian Ming's penis, up and down, up and down, and soon took his entire glans into his mouth. Even though Qian Ming's glans was swollen and bulging with blood, it was still warm and plump in his mouth. Zhang Ping took pity on him, swallowing it in and out continuously, scratching his flesh with his nails. Qian Ming's penis was inevitably hard and painful, and he secretly let out a breath to avoid disturbing Zhang Ping's indulgence. Zhang Ping took more and more, and slowly Qian Ming pressed against her throat. She tried to take a little more, but she coughed lightly. Zhang Ping was unwilling to give up, so she swallowed it again from the beginning. This time she made a lot of progress, but she couldn't eat Qian Ming all of it. Zhang Ping was not discouraged. She thought that next time when Qian Ming was still soft, she would have to take it all in. When the head of Qian Ming's penis entered Zhang Ping's throat, he felt very comfortable being surrounded. He almost couldn't help but thrust upwards, but he heard Zhang Ping coughing again, which made him feel distressed. When Zhang Ping took him in his mouth for the second time and thrust deeper, he took a deep breath and felt dizzy. Zhang Ping didn't want to play anymore. She stood up, took off her shorts and threw them on the carpet, and knelt on Qian Ming's body again. She carefully pressed her penis against her penis and shook it and rubbed it. Qian Ming's hard penis rolled over her sensitive parts, and although it was separated by her panties, it still made her tremble. It didn't take long for her panties to get soaked. Zhang Ping weakly lay on Qian Ming, rested for a while, and then stood up again. This time she pulled her panties down on the bed, leaving one foot around her ankle, and then squatted down towards Qian Ming. She pressed down Qian Ming's towering pillar, and then pressed her vagina against it. Hmm, it was so tight. Zhang Ping closed her eyes in a daze and rubbed the cock pole back and forth.
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