Du Sheng didn't show them Yin Shuang Shuang's pussy as the audience thought. Still, he hugged Yin Shuang Shuang from behind, kneading her sensitive nipples with one hand. Still, with the other, he lowered his fingers into the fat pussy, found the clitoris and rubbed it.
"Hmm…aah…" Yin Shuang Shuang leaned her back into Du Sheng's arms, her cheeks flushed, but her face was full of enjoynt.
Du Sheng said while doing it, "I think within ten minutes, your female companion should be able to reach a state of excitent. If your ride ti is very short, then I don't recomnd that you find won who have just gotten on the bus and haven't been aroused. Sexual intercourse without quality, it's better to save a little energy and wait until in the company and do it with your female colleagues."
As he said this, he motioned Yin Shuang Shuang to separate her legs. His fingertips swam into a more central part, separating the two labia lobes and spinning at the entrance of the small hole.
The nearest host heard sothing and imdiately pointed the microphone at Yin Shuang Shuang's legs with excitent. A "coo chi chi" sound followed Du Sheng's movents and was amplified through the microphone.
There was another commotion in the audience. Yin Shuang Shuang resisted the urge to roll her eyes and made a shy expression. Du Sheng chuckled and said, "When everyone hears this voice, they must all understand what it ans"
He lifted her leg again and let the cara point at the pussy to shoot. On the screen, Du Sheng's fingers wiped the lewd water from around the back hole and wiped it on the labia. The labia were wet and ruddy by him, which made many n present start to imagine how it would be if they could suck on such a seductive body. How would it feel?
Du Sheng's fingers went back to the small hole. They inserted it in, "If your female partner gets wet soon, I suggest you insert your fingers in it first and feel the feeling of your fingers being sucked tightly by the small hole. Which can also deepen the female partner's craving for at sticks.
The host stared intently at the small hole inserted by his fingers: "Shuang Shuang, how do you feel when you are fingered?"
Yin Shuang Shuang said, along with the direction of the conversation: "Ahh… Ah…I hope the at stick can be inserted quickly…"
Du Sheng, behind her, paused but took the microphone in the host's hand and went to her pussy.
Yin Shuang Shuang hurriedly squeezed Du Sheng's arms around her, and Du Sheng whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, I won't insert it."
The top of the microphone is spherical, the cold top of the ball rubs against the periphery of her pussy, and the sh-shaped cylindrical ball scrapes her sensitive skin. The sound from the microphone reverberates throughout the train box. Yin Shuang Shuang instantly stopped focusing on the live audience and live broadcast but focused on fighting against such pleasure. Soon, her groans gradually beca high, and her whole body slowly reached a tight orgasm.
The cara even captured a picture of her squirting and a stream of body fluids sprayed into the audience in a curved line. A man with a sprayed face was a bit confused at first.
Initially, he just watched and jerked off his at stick. After reacting, he hurriedly opened his mouth and caught it. When it was over, he still smacked his mouth with a look of satisfaction, and the people around him looked envious.
Yin Shuang Shuang was very embarrassed and could only secretly think that Bai Mo would have to send an autographed photo to this man later.
The host took the wet microphone and imdiately opened his mouth to hold the lewd water dripping on the microphone, then said to the scene. "I envy the lucky one who was able to drink Yin Shuang Shuang squirt. By the way, don't forget to buy lottery tickets. It is said that with such good luck, you will win the jackpot."
When the host was talking, Yin Shuang Shuang also eased from the orgasm. Du Sheng picked her up from the knee sockets of her legs. Yin Shuang Shuang could only quickly hold the pole, and Du Sheng hugged her sensitive little hole. Slowly put it down and eat his at stick.
This posture can maximize the stimulation of the audience. Therefore, this action on the platform ca from the beginning. Yin Shuang Shuang was ntally prepared, but when she actually started to fuck, Yin Shuang Shuang found that the pleasure and sha brought by this posture were infinitely magnified in front of the cara. she doubted how long she would be able to hold on to not orgasm.
Soon, Du Sheng's waist kept going up wildly, and Yin Shuang Shuang's whole body shook so much. A pair of big breasts and legs swayed wildly. In the footage, Du Sheng's at stick propped up the small pussy, and the labia were also supported thinly against the cock. Du Sheng's movents were rapid, and the lewd water that flowed out gradually pounded into white foam.
"Ah……Ah……Ah……"Yin Shuang Shuang, in such a strong stimulus, constantly yelling seductively, without thinking about the still-wet microphone and the amplified "puffy puff" and "PA PA" sound that broadcast their intersection.
Many people also took out their at sticks and rolled them under the stage, fantasizing that they were Du Sheng, standing on the stage and fucking Yin Shuang Shuang.
The audience standing in the front row was even more eager to hope that the sen they shot could be shot on Yin Shuang Shuang's body.
Feeling Du Sheng's cock entirely crushed in the small hole, this posture allows the glans to scratch every inch of the flesh wall more deeply. Yin Shuang Shuang can only rember that she can't orgasm yet and must be with Du Sheng. She struggled to open her misty eyes and looked forward. Every man's face was full of fanaticism and hideous desires.
She clenched her pussy involuntarily in an instant. Du Sheng was stunned for a mont but thrust her even faster, as if driving her to an orgasm, "Ahh…"
The high-pitched scream was like a command, including Du Sheng. Many n at the scene followed suit.
It was just a circle of bodyguards surrounded by the audience, and almost all of them were shot all over their heads and faces… Because the bodyguards were too tall, all the sen that wanted to shoot high at Yin Shuang Shuang was intercepted by the bodyguard's faces. Many people did not expect this situation.
"Ah…"
"Ah…"
"Ah…"
This is the only clear audible sound other than gasping after the collective climax of the scene.
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