"How is it? Good?" Her lips pouted slightly.
"Why? Are you angry?" Bo Yun squeezed Qiao Ting's tender cheeks lightly.
"How can I be angry!" Qiao Ting pouted again, "It's just that you make others sore."
"Which one?" Bo Yun pretended not to know what she was referring to.
"That's it." She pointed to the semi-soft p*nis, "It's so long and so big, and my mouth hurts." And sore.
When his c*ck left her little mouth, she really thought she would never close her mouth in this life.
"Let me see."
Bo Yun lifted Qiao Ting's chin and carefully examined the area around her lips. The corners of her mouth were cracked, and the wound was covered with a thin layer of blood clots.
"Does it hurt?" Bo Yun touched the bruise lightly, and Qiao Ting immediately pushed him away.
"It hurts!" She grumbled sweetly.
"I'm so sorry that I was so rude." Bo Yun held Qiao Ting in his arms, "I won't force you to do this again."
After Bo Yun kissed her tender cheek, she pushed her head against his neck, rubbing gently.
"Do you want to rub the medicine? I'll go back and get the medicine." Bo Yun asked.
"No need!" It's not a big deal. "You...do you like to do that?"
Qiao Ting recalled how Bo Yun was just now, he was so absorbed in the pleasure of being l*cked. She remembered when Bo Yun had licked her, and it felt good. It's so comfortable, and it's no wonder that Bo Yun completely forgotten her after being l*cked to the end.
"You mean letting you lick?"
"Yes."
"Before you did that, I was just curious with the feeling of oral s*x," he laughed, "After all, I can’t l*ck myself."
And apart from Qiao Ting, he has no other women.
"You are disgusting." Qiao Ting exaggerated.
"Is it disgusting to l*ck myself?"
"Yeah."
"Then you help me l*ck it, is it disgusting?"
"Hmm..."
"Huh?"
"If you feel comfortable, it’s not disgusting."
"Heh..." Bo Yun smiled while holding Qiao Ting's face in both hands, resting his forehead, and asked softly, "Then do you want to try?"
"What?" Qiao Ting blinked curiously.
"L*ck yourself."
"Huh?" Qiao Ting shouted in surprise.
"Maybe you can do it. After all, you have soft bones."
Qiao Ting is a good at sports. Not only can she split her legs, she can also bend the entire upper body against her legs without any problem.
"I don't want it!" Qiao Ting shouted in surprise, "It's disgusting! Bo Yun, you're disgusting!"
"If you feel comfortable, you won't be sick."
"How do I know if it will be comfortable?!"
"Then let me help you." Bo Yun's dark eyes flashed brightly.
Qiao Ting stared at the excited guy blankly.
"Do you want to… do it this way?" Her tone suddenly weakened, her eyes flickering, but she hesitated shyly when she wanted to agree.
Finally, the calm p*ssy seemed to be agitated again.
Her p*ssy...want Bo Yun's tongue... it's itchy.
She subconsciously tightened the hole of her small c*nt.
Asking this way, it can be seen that she is also moved.
Qiao Ting's happiness, anger, sorrow and joy were always shown on her face, and Bo Yun knew what she was thinking without guessing.
"However, you have to write the handout first." Bo Yun smiled slightly.
"What?" Qiao Ting stared in surprise. "Write the handout first?"
What about her itchy p*ssy?
How could she make her body move stupidly, and pour her bucket of cold water again.
"There are only a few months left for the examination time. Of course, reading is the priority. If you do it obediently, I will help you lick it." Bo Yun sighed solemnly.
"What, what... I didn't say I hope you would l*ck it for me..." Qiao Ting blushed, her weak tone was useless.
"So you do not want to?" Bo Yun expressed understanding nod, "That's better, we'll concentrate on writing handouts..." He looked under the table, "Ten o'clock."
"Concentrate on writing, I’m not… not as sorrowful as you!" She hates it. The way Bo Yun licked so comfortably just now made her want to say...
But she didn’t dare to say that she wanted it. Want to be l*cked… too embarrassing, she can't say it!
"Okay." After Bo Yun put on his pants, he wiped his hands with a wet tissue and opened the top handout. "Today, write Chinese first, and write to... page 30. "
"Thirty pages..." She will die! Really will die! "Too much!" Qiao Ting yelled in protest.
"Do you want to learn?" Bo Yun pull over to face her, his voice gentler, "I'm very looking forward to go to school with you."
Nasty Bo Yun, will attack her weakness!
He said so, how could she not be angry and try to get into S high school!
Stinky Bo Yun!
"I will write on fifty pages!" She snorted, and picked up the pen.
"Good Qiao Ting." Bo Yun touched her head, then kissed her puckered mouth, "Ask me again if you have any questions."
After speaking, he took out his own book to study.
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