Wu Song let out a low growl, holding his spear against her abalone, rubbing it slightly twice, the spearhead imdiately beca moist,
He lifted it up and propped it against the entrance to her peach blossom cave. As he applied force, the entrance slowly opened, layer by layer, the tender folds began to wrap around the spearhead, and a warm, moist heat flooded in.
The tight grip made the spearhead feel pressured, Wu Song enjoyed it imnsely, constantly inhaling from the pleasure.
Qin Wushuang’s breaths were also rapid, she started to moan, feeling herself being stretched bit by bit, like a thick, hot fire stick was being thrust inside her.
The warmth and feeling of fullness made her heart feel extrely comfortable and satisfied.
After all, there was no pain, only pleasure.
She couldn’t help but want to sway her curvy hips.
Yet, the image of bending over made her feel ashad, so she resisted the urge to sway her hips, only arching them higher to facilitate Wu Song’s thrusts.
Wu Song imdiately noticed Qin Wushuang’s change, feeling a flutter in his heart, knowing this girl was starting to feel it and beginning to cooperate.
Wu Qing slapped Qin Wushuang’s curvy hips, leaving faint pink handprints on her snow-white, tender buttocks.
Qin Wushuang was caught off guard, instinctively let out a low cry, turned her head, and looked at Wu Song with a mix of surprise and playful annoyance, saying, "Why did you hit ?"
Wu Qing thrust forcefully, plunging the spear deep into her flower’s heart. The thrust made Qin Wushuang moan with her mouth open, her eyes looking dazed, as he stared at her arched hips, saying, "Hitting is affection, scolding is love. How can you date without hitting or scolding?"
Qin Wushuang was both angry and amused, glancing at Wu Song: "Twisted reasoning... Ah, slow down, I’m, I’m a bit overwheld."
Of course, Wu Qing wouldn’t agree to slow down, maintaining the rhythm, held her little butt in place and began his assault.
The tight little hole was finally loosened a lot by his spear’s thrusts, becoming moist, making it smooth and pleasurable to move in and out.
Waves of honey-like liquid overflowed, saring over her honey hole’s fuzz, quickly wetting the area, the scene growing more lewd and lascivious.
"Ah... I, I..."
Suddenly Qin Wushuang let out a suppressed scream, her small hands initially holding the hood of the engine, but now quickly covering her mouth, afraid of being too loud.
Her buttocks undulated like water with Wu Song’s thrusts.
Every impact on her deepest flower made her entire body tremble lightly, breaking out in a fine sweat.
"Ah..."
Suddenly, Qin Wushuang tensed all over, couldn’t stop herself from crying out, and the next mont, her lower abdon and the tunnel of her small hole began to twitch, waves of shivering spread over her like a tidal wave.
Wu Song knew that Qin Wushuang had reached her peak.
Not only did he not stop, but instead sped up his thrusts.
Driving Qin Wushuang to the utmost heights, her entire body trembling and shivering.
Lost in pleasure for a long ti.
Wu Song also took the opportunity to absorb Qin Wushuang’s Yin Essence Qi that had been accumulated over many years within her.
It was indeed voluminous yet pure, comparable to that of Wu Yuling and Wu Xiaohong.
Wu Qing enjoyed the absorption thoroughly.
Seeing Qin Wushuang collapse limp and soft over the car hood, if not for his spear holding her up, she probably would have slipped to the ground.
Grabbing her curvy hips, Wu Song began thrusting again.
Having already had her pleasure, now enjoying the afterglow, Qin Wushuang never expected that after dealing with Qin Qingxia, Wu Song made her shiver and go limp, yet he was hard as steel, not having ejaculated.
Imdiately looking at Wu Song astonished and worried, she couldn’t help but ask, "Are you always this strong?"
Wu Song gave a proud smile: "What? Is there a problem?"
"No, of course not, but if you are always this strong... which woman can bear you?" Qin Wushuang asked with so concern.
With a peculiar expression, Wu Song asked, "What do you think?"
"I, I definitely can’t take it!" Qin Wushuang shook her head quickly, with a face full of trepidation.
Wu Song laughed mischievously and sprinted again, thrusting Qin Wushuang into eye-rolling ecstasy, pressing his hand against Wu Song’s abdon: "Don’t, don’t do it anymore, I can’t take it..."
Wu Song laughed heartily, suddenly giving a deep thrust, pushing hard against her flower’s heart, spurting so out with a throbbing intensity.
"Ah..."
Qin Wushuang, never having experienced this,
Imdiately shrieked being shot, her entire body trembling anew, reaching a second climax.
The lost Yin Qi was naturally replenished by Wu Song’s Yang Qi.
She wouldn’t slowly deplete after each session with Wu Song, losing Yin Qi.
After being with these won, Wu Song could simply absorb the Yin Qi, not needing to ejaculate.
But doing so would gradually wear the won down, leading to rapid aging, and potentially frailty or illness.
Wu Song isn’t a selfish person.
Thus, each ti he would shoot so essence into them, allowing them replenishnt, not only preventing bodily wear but even nourishing through the interplay of Yin and Yang, growing radiant and youthful.
The sa applies to Qin Wushuang.
Shot by Wu Song to the peak once more, she felt even more satisfied and comfortable than the last ti.
Enraptured, unwilling to wake up for a long ti.
Wu Song was also deeply embedded in Qin Wushuang’s little hole, lying on her buttocks, unwilling to pull out for a long ti.
Until Qin Qingxia in the car noticed sothing amiss and got out to check the situation.
Seeing Wu Song nakedly positioned on Qin Wushuang’s backside, while Qin Wushuang lay on the hood, her face enraptured and unwilling to open her eyes, laughing silently and shaking her head secretly, the young girl had tasted the marrow, she wouldn’t be feigning modesty anymore, not needing a man.
Won who say they don’t like n, haha, just haven’t tasted what a real man feels like.
Qin Qingxia reassuredly returned to the car.
Only then did Wu Song and Qin Wushuang slowly stand up.
Wu Song still hadn’t pulled out, leaving Qin Wushuang’s little hole fully stuffed. Qin Wushuang stood up with her hands on the engine hood, looking back at Wu Song with shyness: "You’re still not pulling out."
"Do you want to pull out?" Wu Song smirked playfully, giving another thrust.
Qin Wushuang imdiately let out a low cry, staring bewilderedly at Wu Song: "How are you still so hard?"
Wu Song grinned proudly: "What did you expect?"
"Otherwise, shouldn’t it be soft?" Qin Wushuang was filled with doubt and utterly puzzled.
"That’s ordinary n, and I can go on!" Wu Song boasted emphatically, thrusting again.
"Ah, no, stop, I, I, I can’t take it anymore." Qin Wushuang hastily pleaded for rcy, panicking, pulling her butt away to prevent Wu Song from inserting.
But Wu Song held on to Qin Wushuang’s curvy hips, preventing her from moving chaotically, thrusting deeply inside again afterwards.
Qin Wushuang let out a moan, feeling her heart almost stop, helplessly whispering, "I’m going to be ruined by you."
Wu Song gave a gentle smile: "Definitely not ruining you, not only not that, but I can make you lively and energetic."
"What nonsense are you talking about, who would believe your ghost story." Qin Wushuang chided playfully with a good-natured reproach.
"Then feel it, is your little heart less anxious than before?" Wu Qing gave a sudden thrust, deeply piercing like reaching Qin Wushuang’s very heart.
Qin Wushuang felt her heart tighten, instinctively letting out a noise, but upon careful sensation, it really seed as Wu Song said, although very tense, inwardly not so easily panicked as before.
Qin Wushuang was amazed, incredulously saying, "You, can this really heal?"
Wu Song interspersed with thrusts at Qin Wushuang’s buttocks, undulating her rear like water waves, proudly saying, "Of course, not only can I make you feel good, but also heal you... In the future, let poke you sotis, not only for pleasure but also for health and longevity."
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