Chapter 8.3 - Non-Film Related Inspection Play Lower Part (H)
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Chapter 8.3 – Non-Film Related Inspection Play Lower Part (H)
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Song Qiyan bent his knees and knelt on the bed. He did not leave Qiao Qiao’s body. Half of his penis was still buried with the little flower cavern. He just straightened out his waist and stayed like that as he began to take off his troublesome home clothes. His home clothes were fastened in the front. Song Qiyan pressed down Qiao Qiao, preventing her from grinding upwards, with one hand, then popped open his buttons with his other hand. After all the buttons were unfastened, he flicked his clothes away casually, and stooped down to press on top of Qiao Qiao.
Qiao Qiao’s small breasts were almost cruelly kneaded by him. The originally rounded bun was forcefully pressed until it was like a small dried persimmon. Qiao Qiao had no time to think about anything else. She only felt that big meat stick in her lower body was drilling into her like it was opening up a new frontier. After it was drilled in, it then pounded left and right. The man’s sexual organ was both swollen and scalding. Song Qiyan still firmly imprisoned her, his strong arms propped up against the side of her face. The unique cool scent of the man floated above, over her face. Under the high focus of her senses, all her nerves were clamoring.
“Uhn…” Song Qiyan was also pleased to no end. Qiao Qiao’s small hole was tight and slippery. It was just as he expected, causing people to wish that they could just die inside.
Song Qiyan lowered his voice and forced Qiao Qiao to comply, “Call out my name.”
Qiao Qiao had no backbone to speak of. She immediately opened her mouth obediently, “Qi Yan…slow, slow down.”
She was firmly nailed to the bed by Song Qiyan’s movements, her lower body’s water flooded a whole swatch. Song Qiyan’s waist strength was astonishing as his penis repeatedly rubbed against Qiao Qiao’s sensitive spots. When it was deep inside, it even led Qiao Qiao to have the illusion that her stomach would burst.
“I have wanted to get on top of you like this for a long time already.” The man chuckled. He was one of those rare ones that kept their sobriety during sex. As he rushed headlong into Qiao Qiao’s body rhythmically, he bit Qiao Qiao’s jaw, using his incisors to scrape against that small layer of skin, “Who told you to be so seductive.”
“Wuu…it hurts…” Qiao Qiao tilted her head. Just as she fled, the man directly bit her lips.
Song Qiyan kissed her.
His lips were softer than Qiao Qiao had imagined, but was colder than she had thought. It was not warm at all.
At the same time, Song Qiyan fiercely pierced heavily into Qiao Qiao’s body. His penis savagely tore past the innermost gate. The smooth glistening glans firmly embedded itself into that narrow contracting womb opening. The earth shattering, heaven churning feeling of pain and pleasure intertwined as it torrented towards Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao’s eyes immediately opened her eyes widely.
“Don’t, Qi Yan!” Qiao Qiao panicked. He wasn’t wearing a condom at all!
“Hush…” Song Qiyan’s index finger pressed against Qiao Qiao’s lips. “I won’t shoot it inside. Just let me say hello to little Xiao Qiao⁴.”
⁴TN: Xiao (name) is usually a pet name in Chinese for that person.
With the entrance of her womb pried open, Qiao Qiao felt like she had completely become a thin thread that hung between heaven and earth. The more taut it was pulled, the thinner it became, the tighter it was strung. Any movement from Song Qiyan would emerge as a tremor on this thread, causing Qiao Qiao to consistently remain torn between this state of fear and pleasure of having this thread snapping.
The man seemed to have also become too comfortable being encased by Qiao Qiao. He ceaselessly panted, trying to disperse his earth shattering impulse of ejaculating. He pulled out a bit only to thrust back in, his glans continuously prying open that narrow opening. Qiao Qiao forcefully curled herself backwards, endlessly weeping and trembling.
Limit…this was her utmost limit already.
She wrapped her arms around Song Qiyan’s neck, raised her upper body, and harshly bit down. The collision between hers and his teeth created a dull noise. The bloody smell exploded between the two. Song Qiyan violently pulled out his penis, and almost cut a sorry figure as he shot out while pulling out. A thick white line was drawn within the air.
“…Shit.”
Song Qiyan’s chest was violently heaving as he lay, dripping with sweat, on top of Qiao Qiao. Immersed in the aftershocks of his ejaculation with his eyes slightly shut, he murmured out this vague curse.
This was already a rare sight for Song Qiyan, who had never swore out loud before.
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