Rose of Heaven

107

"Miaomiao."
"Miaomiao."
His voice was transmitted through bones and air, and it changed its tone, as if he was calling Miaomiao.
Lin Jingmo was overwhelmed by the magnificent emotions of sweetness and sorrow, and responded against his skin: "Yes, I am Miaomiao."
The two lips slowly and lingeringly cruised on each other's cheeks and earlobes, and gradually fitted together again.
Lin Jingmo was more shy and nervous than ever before. In her opinion, this was her first night. She deliberately wanted to hide all the skills to mobilize men's desire, but she couldn't control her body's instinctive reaction. In Zhou Yanzheng's thirsty, passionate and clearly compassionate deep kiss, Lin Jingmo's little thought of not being too coquettish was basically ignored.
In particular, she sensitively discovered that Teacher Zhou seemed to be very unfamiliar with this kind of thing. Every awkward and hesitant reaction of his to test her told her that Teacher Zhou was a virgin.
She was pleasantly surprised, but also had a subtle fear, similar to what kind of mentality, probably "Am I worthy?", but soon, this complex mood was burned to ashes by the fire in Teacher Zhou.
Zhou Yanzheng followed the most straightforward desire in his heart, and cared about every detail of Lin Jingmo's feedback, both physically and in expression.
A novice must always be more cautious in an unknown area.
Fortunately, what Lin Jingmo gave him was a fiery heat that made his blood vessels on the verge of bursting.
"Teacher Zhou..." She panted tenderly, tortuously, charmingly, and because she was afraid of being too unrestrained and scaring the fledgling who had just started to eat at such an old age, she had to suppress the thirst in her throat. She was trying to make it 70% to welcome and 30% to reject, and the kind of lingering energy that made people want to kill her in bed.
Zhou Yanzheng raised his head, his body tensed by tension and strong desire. What he saw was Lin Jingmo's half-open blurred eyes, his red lips slightly swollen, like petals ravaged by a storm, covered with raindrops, his cheeks even more rosy, his spring-like appearance fully revealed, worthy of pity.
His breathing almost stopped at this soul-stirring scene.
Suddenly leaving his hot chest, Lin Jingmo pouted in dissatisfaction, his boneless hand touched the corner of his clothes, fingertips probed upward, Zhou Yanzheng's hard waist trembled violently, the hem of his clothes was slowly lifted, his eyes fixed on Lin Jingmo. The
smooth and obvious muscle lines were revealed inch by inch, with ravines crisscrossed, full and strong, Lin Jingmo's breathing became faster and faster, she bit her lip to avoid looking too hungry, but she didn't know that the suppressed desire made her look like a saint in love, adding to the temptation. Further up, there were firm but not exaggerated chest muscles. Wherever her fingers touched, Zhou Yanzheng's flesh and blood seemed to come alive, trembling and shaking.
A thin layer of sweat oozed out of his chest. Lin Jingmo was a little proud and complacent. She glanced at him, clenching his jaw and restraining his appearance of wandering on the edge of explosion. She felt teasing and used her fingertips to rub Zhou Yanzheng's red bean-sized dogwood at an extremely slow speed. The fine lines rubbed the sensitive nerves on it, gradually increasing the force.
Seeing the satisfied look on his face, Lin Jingmo looked down. When she saw it, she was stunned.
There was a bullet hole on Zhou Yanzheng's right chest. The mark was a bit old, and the scars around it began to fade, but the skin color in the middle was always different from the ones next to it, reminding everyone who saw it that there was blood here, and Zhou Yanzheng had an extraordinary past.
He was motionless, waiting for Lin Jingmo to ask or retreat.
He would answer everything, but sorry, from now on, his Miaomiao could only be with him.
However, Lin Jingmo did not say a word, but just stared blankly. Then, in Zhou Yanzheng's dark and sharp eyes, she stretched out her neck, such a slender and fragile neck, and kissed his scar with his lips.
Lin Jingmo felt as if she had found an ally. Ah, not only did she have secrets, she was devoutly and gently soothing Zhou Yanzheng's past, with tender kisses and fiery desires. Zhou Yanzheng would never know what she was thinking at this moment, but it did not prevent him from sinking into it.
"Miaomiao..."
Unable to express more, Zhou Yanzheng could only continue to call her, find her lips, and kiss her head on, throwing away all caution and hesitation. Her body was so soft that it could arouse the most primitive frenzy and violence in men from the beginning. He was enduring, and he had been enduring.
Lin Jingmo endured Zhou Yanzheng's sudden change of style. The two of them frantically tore off each other's clothes, and soon they were naked facing each other. Zhou Yanzheng suddenly seemed to remember something, and gritted his teeth: "Miaomiao. I don't have that at home."
Lin Jingmo felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry. His calves rubbed against the thick hair on his legs, temporarily relieving the emptiness. He didn't want to tease him about which one it was, and kissed his earlobe: "I'm in the safe period...cum in me...Teacher Zhou."
No more worries.
Zhou Yanzheng's scalp was numbed by the imagination brought by her word. His crotch was swollen and painful, and he rubbed against Lin Jingmo's slippery hole several times. Her slit was too narrow, and Zhou Yanzheng couldn't find the place, but his cock was hot and hard, and the angular front end rubbed past. Lin Jingmo shivered with pleasure, but the pleasure of being filled did not come for a long time. She whimpered, and the acupuncture points had been flooded after the long foreplay.
You still have to rely on yourself!
Lin Jingmo grabbed Zhou Yanzheng's penis and was so hot that she wanted to scream. SHe took a special glance. The thing of a virgin was a little darker than peach pink, but the size was not ambiguous at all. Zhou
Yanzheng's strong waist slowly pushed forward with Lin Jingmo's movements. He had never felt the ultimate pleasure before. The glans was only slightly swallowed, and the muscles on his back began to wriggle with pleasure. A muffled roar came out of his throat, as if countless electric currents were circling around the glans, sizzling and colliding to produce endless sparks.
Finding the way, everything became simple.
Zhou Yanzheng's waist sank and he went all the way in.
Lin Jingmo's flower hole was too tight. He broke through the layers of tender flesh like a charge. He felt blurry in front of his eyes in a trance, and burst into a strong pleasure like dizziness.
"Uh um..." Zhou Yanzheng roared in Lin Jingmo's ear, "Miaomiao I..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Jingmo was blocked deep in the hole and shot several streams of burning white liquid.
While Lin Jingmo was immersed in the ecstasy of having her uterus flushed by the hot semen, Zhou Yanzheng's embarrassed and stunned expression made her want to laugh.
"Teacher Zhou, it's okay. It seems that most virgins are like this..." Lin Jingmo tried to hold back her laughter and tried to comfort Zhou Yanzheng with the corners of her lips, but it had no effect on him. His face became darker and darker. Suddenly, he leaned over, bit Lin Jingmo's lips, and said word by word: "Then I'll do it a few more times to get used to it."
Feeling something rapidly expanding inside her body that seemed to be larger than before, Lin Jingmo couldn't laugh anymore.
As if to get back at the scene, Zhou Yanzheng turned a deaf ear to the outside world and just wanted to concentrate on his work. His hips hit Lin Jingmo's plump buttocks again and again, and he even learned to alternate between deep and shallow without a teacher. He slowly grinded when entering shallowly and chiseled hard when entering deeply. Apart from that, he didn't have any tricks and carried out the hard work style to the end.
Lin Jingmo was talking dirty all the time.
She was fucked so hard by Zhou Yanzheng that she lost her mind and her voice was broken as she called him, "Teacher... Teacher, please stop... Ah... Your student... You are going to fuck me to death... Um..."
She called him this way on purpose to remind Zhou Yanzheng of their identities in school. Although he did not teach her directly, they were indeed in a teacher-student relationship, which was considered immoral and taboo in traditional ethics. Zhou Yanzheng grabbed her breasts and rubbed them hard, feeling very happy from this psychological stimulation.
Or praise: "Mr. Zhou's cock is so... so powerful... so capable for the first time... ah ah..." When
she said this, Zhou Yanzheng's movements became more violent. He dragged Lin Jingmo to the bedside, hung her lower body on his waist, and used the backward thrust of the ground to violently intercourse, fucking her cervix again and again. The expensive and heavy bed was knocked off its original position, and the head of the bed rubbed against the wall, leaving two obvious marks.
Or complained with pleasure and pain: "Hate... get out... I've already squirted and you still... um... still fucking..."
But after Zhou Yanzheng ejaculated twice, he had accumulated experience. When Lin Jingmo said no, how to tell whether she really didn't want to or was just pretending to say no? Of course, most of them were fake, because her voice was charming and sweet, with a hint of crying, like thousands of small hooks tickling him at the same time, the subtext was to fuck her harder. Finally
, three hours had passed when Zhou Yanzheng had sex for the first time.
After three ejaculations, the semen still overflowed thickly. Lin Jingmo softened into a pool of water. There was a different feeling when having sex with someone with a high body temperature. She seemed to have truly melted, just like her messy vagina, chaotic and becoming a secretion of pleasure.
However, this was not the end.
Feeling that she was hungry, Zhou Yanzheng ordered takeout and went to get it in his pajamas. When he opened the door, the young man blushed and couldn't speak clearly because of the lingering lust in the whole room.
He held Lin Jingmo on his lap and fed her. As they ate, their mouths were entangled again. Something that had become erect again at some point found a place to slide in with familiarity. Lin Jingmo was fucked and eaten by him at the same time. He was afraid that she would choke, so he was very considerate and rubbed slowly, forcing Lin Jingmo to push the spoon and raise her waist actively.
When Lin Jingmo fell asleep, there was only one sentence left in her mind.
Virgins cannot be messed with casually