She doesn’t know if it’s because of the habit to be naked in front of Bo Yun. Although Qiao Ting is unavoidably embarrassed, she did not take off her underwear too tightly.
Bo Yun lifted her skirt up, and then told her to spread her legs. Leaned her back and supporting the bed with her hands, so that he could see better.
Qiao Ting, biting her lower lip, looking at the ceiling, blinking constantly.
Bo Yun stretched her pair of slender legs wider and poked his head in.
Qiao Ting somehow felt that her place was so hot, as if Bo Yun's eyes were so hot that her place was scorched.
“Is it weird here?”
Bo Yun's fingertips directly pressed into the top of the flower seam, pressing on the faintly beating clitoris. Qiao Ting's body trembled slightly.
“It seems...it seems…”
“Do you feel a little swollen?”
“Hmm...it seems so right…”
As soon as Bo Yun pressed his finger on her sensitive flower center, she felt that the agitation there seemed to be more obvious, as if someone had placed a heart there, constantly beating.
Qiao Ting's legs are as beautiful as a pink lily, and the small stamens he is pressing at the moment are bright red, making him want to turn into a bee, picking sweet nectar.
“Let me help you suck out that weird feeling.”
Bo Yun's index finger and thumb opened the seam of the flower to the left and right, so that the stamen was completely exposed.
Sucking out...
Qiao Ting’s doubts just came out, Bo Yun has opened her mouth and put it in her swan-colored flower center, sandwiched between her lips, not only sucking vigorously, but the tip of the tongue is also a source of desire that flexibly provokes her desire. It rushed in her body and the uncontrollable moan just overflowed her lips.
“Ah…”
The little hand is clutching the sheet on the bed, the heel on the floor is cocked, and the fingers are already curled.
With loud shouts after another, like an aphrodisiac that induces lust, Bo Yun sitting on the ground pulled out his stiff penis under the cover of the bed sheet, held it with his big hand, and rubbed it back and forth.
“Hmm…” Bo Yun was gasping for pleasure, his soft tongue lingered only once, licking the tender silky meat, and even repeatedly piercing into the narrow tight hole.
Qiao Ting was licked by him to an orgasm, and the emotional spring water continued to overflow. But Bo Yun himself had not yet orgasmed, so he continued to lick back and forth with her more sensitive private flower due to orgasm, and induced her to the extreme again and again. Qiao Ting couldn't held her hands anymore and she lay down on the bed.
“Bo Yun...ah...Bo Yun…” She panted and called out his name, her whole body was already lost because of excessive confusion, and her brain was unable to work.
“Almost... Almost... Qiao Ting is so delicious here... I can’t bear to hurry up…”
Thin lips suck her sweetness, but the big hands are not rushing yo accumulate pleasure.
Qiao Ting raised her leg subconsciously. The base of the leg was against the protruding edge of the bed frame, and her calf was almost sandwiched between his wide shoulders, so the slightly raised buttocks made his attack more smooth.
“Ah... so comfortable…”
Qiao Ting's face was flushed, pulling at the sheet under her, her pink buttocks twisted with the frequency of Bo Yun's licking.
She felt that the original swollen place had been sucked by Bo Yun and was no longer full of strange feelings, but... But there were other places filled with a strange sense of emptiness, she could not tell what it was. It was strange, so her ass twisted uncontrollably because of this desire.
When Bo Yun's tongue pierced her small hole, the desire became stronger.
“Ah... I really want to... I really want Bo Yun to go deeper…”
“Almost…” Bo Yun gasped and whispered.
Today is a normal school day. He shouldn’t have such close contact with Qiao Ting and it’s still deeper than usual. He can hardly control it. He wants to directly replace his tongue with the hard pestle in his palm and pierce Qiao Ting’s small hole.
No... she still wants...
Qiao Ting's ass twisted harder.
Qiao Ting's reaction was so intense...
Bo Yun thought so with red eyes full of lust.
He also wanted to be wrapped tightly by her warmth.
“Qiao Ting…” he got up, leaned on her, leaned his lips against her ears, “You promise that you will pass the math quiz next week, and I will make you more comfortable…”
“Okay…” She panted back, hook her arms around his neck, “I will definitely pass…”
“Okay, I will reward you in advance.”
“What reward?”
Hopeful eyes looked at him crazily.
Bo Yun smiled slightly and pushed his painful swollen stick to her tender small hole…
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