Zhang Ping was so angry that she was about to spit at him, but her gums felt sore, so she could only look up and sigh "ah...ah...", twisting her butt even harder. Qian Ming felt so good when she fucked him, and suddenly felt her vagina contracting rapidly, as if sucking the glans of the penis. He knew that this girl couldn't do it anymore, and sure enough, she sat down with her butt, and let out a long cry, and her pussy juice gushed out, and she came. Qian Ming didn't let her have any room to breathe, he turned over and pressed her under him, holding her feet on his back, and deeply penetrated her vagina again, Zhang Ping could only bear it obediently, Qian Ming thrust violently like a strong storm, so that Zhang Ping's orgasm could not be subsided, and her vagina spasmed and contracted again, her pussy juice gurgled, and her little face kept shaking and shouting, causing a series of consecutive orgasms. Qian Ming then stopped the artillery attack, letting Zhang Ping gasp for air, and at the same time he leaned in front of Zhang Ping, letting Zhang Ping hug him. "Oh my God! It's so... comfortable..." Zhang Ping murmured. "It's not over yet..." Qian Ming said. "No... No... I will die..." Zhang Ping said weakly. But Qian Ming slowly pulled out and inserted again, Zhang Ping's face was filled with a confused smile, Qian Ming steadily accelerated, Zhang Ping's mouth opened wider and wider, and from time to time made meaningless sounds. Qian Ming knelt up, pressed Zhang Ping's knees to her chest, and asked her to hold her legs herself, so that Zhang Ping's most fertile water island was brightly welcoming him, Qian Ming held the outside of her thighs, and shuttled back and forth lightly. When he penetrated, the plump and tender labia held him tightly and were pulled in by him; when he withdrew, the elastic flesh of Zhang Ping scraped the nerve endings on the glans of his penis, and a large amount of water was swept out by him, flooding the surrounding grass. Qian Ming remembered Zhang Ping's sensitive anus and stretched out his fingers to lightly tap it. Zhang Ping hurriedly contracted her sphincter, causing the hole to tighten as well. Qian Ming felt extremely comfortable and kept digging while fucking her passionately. Zhang Ping held her legs with both hands and could only scream "Oh...Oh..." Qian Ming couldn't help but get excited and used his other hand to pinch her clitoris. Zhang Ping couldn't bear it any longer and let go of his hands. He crossed his legs and stepped on the bed, with his pink buttocks raised nervously. Qian Ming hadn't expected her to react so violently. He was in a panic and stopped teasing with his hands. He hurriedly pressed down on her. Zhang Ping was very wild and still raised her buttocks high to meet him. Qian Ming didn't dare to neglect it and kept fucking her hard. Zhang Ping's buttocks were getting faster and faster, but he was ultimately defeated by Qian Ming Qian Ming resisted the attack, holding her lover's back tightly with both hands, biting and nibbling on his shoulder with her little mouth, and after several "hmm...hmm..." gasps, she became soft and lost her fighting power. Qian Ming saw Zhang Ping lose himself again, and suddenly pulled out his penis, jumped in front of Zhang Ping, and put the tip of his penis to Zhang Ping's mouth. Zhang Ping didn't even have the strength to open his mouth. Qian Ming's urethra opened, and the thick and hot semen sprayed all over Zhang Ping's cheeks. Qian Ming used the tip of his penis to spread it on her face. Zhang Ping had no choice but to let him do whatever he wanted, and looked at him blankly with half-closed eyes. Qian Ming sat down against the wall at the foot of the bed. Zhang Ping lay down for a while, then struggled to get up and sit on his legs. Qian Ming hugged her, and she rested her head on his shoulder. Qian Ming took out a tissue and wiped the stains on her face. The two looked at each other and kissed again. "You really killed me..." Zhang Ping said. "No way, you killed me." Zhang Ping looked down at his big snake that was so arrogant just now, and it was indeed dead. "Ah! It's broken." Zhang Ping laughed at him. "Oh, what should I do?" Qian Ming asked. "No way, find another one!" Zhang Ping said cunningly. "Don't do this," Qian Ming kneaded her breasts and begged, "Give me one more chance!" Zhang Ping saw that his soft thing seemed to be looking up, and she crawled out of his arms in fear: "No!" Qian Ming jumped up and hugged her. Zhang Ping said hurriedly, "I'm hungry, let's go have breakfast." "Huh? Didn't we just have sesame seed cakes and fried dough sticks?" Qian Ming said with a drooling face. "I'm dying..." Zhang Ping blushed, "Put on your clothes..." Qian Ming reluctantly let her go, and the two put on their clothes. Zhang Ping held Qian Ming's arm and walked out, smiling, "I really want to eat sesame seed cakes and fried dough sticks."
Qian Ming pulled her back toward the room, but Zhang Ping laughed and playfully hit him, and together they went downstairs.
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