Aries (Campus 1v1)

47

Chapter 47: Ah Jing brother shoot me

The second time I went in, it was much smoother than before.

When it was inserted to the end, Chen Jing was still so stimulated that he wanted to ejaculate, so he suppressed it firmly, took a breath, and then moved slowly.

"Brother Ah Jing, can you last a few minutes this time..." Ni Qingjia was so mean that she insisted on mentioning it again, and then asked herself with a smile, "Well, I guess six minutes? Ah..."

The ending sound was pushed up, she turned her head, and saw Chen Jing's eyes darkened, and his lips were drawn into a sharp line.

It was like eating her.

Ni Qingjia didn't hesitate at all, and still provoked Chen Jing recklessly: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Chen Jing said nothing, put one of her legs on his shoulder, straightened his waist, and penetrated her thoroughly.

"Um..."

A burst of numbness rushed from the spine to the scalp. Ni Qingjia wanted to move, but was held down by Chen Jing's big palm, and then there was another deep blow.

"Ah..." She couldn't take it anymore, "Don't, brother...it's too heavy..."

Chen Jing put his strength lightly, and slowly thrust for a while, remembering what she bought, bent down to reach for the plastic bag on the ground.

He took out something, but Ni Qingjia didn't see it clearly, and heard the sound of the wrapping paper being torn off.

Then something fell on her bud.

A few seconds later, there was a dense itching under the body, and there was a crackling sound.

He even poured the popping candy she bought on her private parts, Ni Qingjia scolded: "Bastard..."

Tiny sugar particles melted into a water stain, releasing compressed carbon dioxide, jumping and applauding. Fall on the labia to dance, sprinkle on the flower core to revel, light a warm bonfire, and sing ups and downs.

"Hmm..." Ni Qingjia's lower body was about to go numb, her toes curled up unconsciously, and the sheets under her hands were scratched and wrinkled.

The itching was excruciating, but Chen Jing pulled it out again. She was about to be hanged to death.

Ni Qingjia said dissatisfiedly: "Chen Jing, can you do it!"

Her answer was a crackle in the hole.

"Fuck..." Ni Qingjia glared at Chen Jing, "You're playing with me..."

Chen Jing pried open her teeth with his fingers, and fed the remaining candy into her mouth: "Don't be angry, eat candy."

As soon as the voice fell, he inserted it heavily.

The popping candy-coated pussy eagerly gripped the cock, and he stopped, bringing out a little bit of candy, and slamming it in again.

Countless sparks bloomed under her body, and the cock was smashed with sugar, rolling up fine crisps.

The small passageway was filled with thick and hard objects, and the meat was squeezed inward frantically until it swelled to the point where it couldn't fill anything, only sugar pulsating in the gap.

Chen Jing arranged her legs into an M shape, and kept moving her waist, which made her legs go soft. She arched her waist slightly, and panted with her neck raised.

Ni Qingjia was driven crazy by the double stimulation of sugar and cock, she held Chen Jing's sweet fingers, her eyes were blurred and slack, the fullness of her chest fluctuated and swayed with the rhythm of his poking, creating milky white waves.