Zhang Ping's pussy was full of moisture, and when pressed by Qian Ming, her pussy was split by the big cock, and her labia opened softly, and the pink flesh rubbed directly over the cock, and the wonderful happiness spread throughout her body, causing her chest to throb and rise and fall, and she cried out "Ah...", and the water flowed more and more, rubbing Qian Ming into a state of ecstasy. Zhang Ping rubbed harder and faster, and she straightened her waist, her tender buttocks kept shaking, her face tilted up, her eyebrows frowned, her eyes half opened, her small teeth bit her lower lip lightly, and she was intoxicated, her soul was floating, and her skin was flushed with excitement. Suddenly, a series of tense feelings came from the soft flesh that was in contact with Qian Ming, and immediately spread to every part of her body. Zhang Ping's cute belly couldn't help shaking and shrinking, and her mouth made "hmm ah hmm ah". Her back felt weak and cold, and she pressed her lower body harder against Qian Ming's hardest part. Her little meat bean jumped and hot soup spurted out. She let out a long "ahhh", unable to hold on any longer, and collapsed exhausted on Qian Ming's chest. Qian Ming felt a stream of warm water sprinkled on his scrotum, and knew that Zhang Ping had lost herself. He gently embraced her and asked, "Are you comfortable?" Zhang Ping then realized that Qian Ming had woken up a long time ago. She lazily and coquettishly said, "You big bad guy... Look at me making a fool of myself..." Qian Ming ruffled her hair and said, "My dear baby, you look so beautiful when you are coquettish." Zhang Ping clenched his fist and lightly hit his heart, pouting and complaining, "You've been peeking..." Qian Ming's hand slid over her smooth waist and back, and stayed on her buttocks. He said with a grin, "So you are so good at twisting!" Zhang Ping was so embarrassed that he tried to get up with his hands: "I hate you... I'm not going to pay attention to you..." Qian Ming was not willing to let her go, and hugged her tightly. The two of them were clumsy, twisting and struggling left and right. Accidentally, Qian Ming's dick slipped out of the gap, bounced back and lightly touched Zhang Ping's perineum. Zhang Ping stood there with a "oh" sound, and even stopped pushing and refusing, her body trembling faintly. Qian Ming skillfully raised his hips, allowing the glans to find the correct position of the hole. Zhang Ping raised her face, closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, and "oh" became longer and longer. Zhang Ping was full of expectations, waiting for Qian Ming to invade and love her, but there was no movement for a long time. Knowing that Qian Ming was teasing her again, she was about to yell and scold, Qian Ming lifted her buttocks upwards, so she and Qian Ming lost even the slightest contact, and she couldn't help feeling a sense of loss. Qian Ming opened his mouth, took one of her nipples into his mouth, and ate it sweetly. Zhang Ping lost one thing, but gained another. She showed a languid smile, one hand leaned on the bed, and the other hand gently held Qian Ming's head, happily feeding him. Qian Ming sucked her deeply, aroused her, and then gently let go. Zhang Ping's hard little red bean was sucked longer by him. He switched to the other side, and Zhang Ping retracted her hand that was holding him, lifted her proud **, and put it straight into his mouth. Qian Ming was too busy eating, but his hands were not idle. The two palms that were originally placed on her buttocks were pinched and slapped at this time, making them round and flat, and having fun. Then he attacked from different directions, one hand slid to the anus, and the other hand went to the bottom of the vagina. Zhang Ping's fortress was completely lost, and he couldn't help but tremble all over. Qian Ming dipped half of his index finger in Zhang Ping's secretion and rubbed it on Zhang Ping's anus, making her moan softly. He used the index and middle fingers of his other hand to tease and pinch her labia majora and minora, and occasionally penetrated into her wet, hot and tight vagina, making Zhang Ping feel sore and weak all over, and in ecstasy.
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