"Good." Holding Xue Xue's little butt, Jiang Pingyang's voice was rough and hoarse as if it had been polished by gravel. "Don't move."
The plump buttocks and the sweet scented crevices kept "ravaging" the most sensitive parts of the man, and Jiang Pingyang felt that he was about to be overwhelmed.
There was something to imagine albeit Xue Xue didn't want him to hold back.
"But… it's too big…" Xue Xue opened her phoenix eyes, her eyes were misty, and her tone was innocent. "I'm so uncomfortable with it."
"You…" Jiang Pingyang twisted Xue Xue's nipple bitterly. "On purpose?"
"Well…I'm just telling the truth, it's really big, and it's still hot…Ah…"
Xue Xue, who was placed on the table unexpectedly, subconsciously clamped the man's narrow waist .
Because of the posture, the cock between Jiang Pingyang's crotch just touched the flower center.
The shudder that surged up in an instant made both of them numb, especially the inexperienced Jiang Ping Yang, who almost failed to hold back the urge to ejaculate and was about to give up.
But at the last moment, the man still held back his desire.
Despite this, the white turbidity overflowing from the tip had already mixed with Xue Xue's lewd fluid, soiling the fabric.
For this special day, Xue Xue went home and changed her clothes after leaving the company. The rosemary purple chiffon knee-length skirt perfectly set off her proud long legs, but in the current atmosphere it was just to make it easier for the man to do whatever he wants.
Half willing and half unwilling, Xue Xue obeyed the man's wishes and opened her legs.
The white leggings were already wet.
Jiang Pingyang took it off without hesitation.
The flesh-colored panties presented the carefully covered petals to the man's eyes.
The beauty of it was overwhelming.
Jiang Pingyang held his breath.
The long finger stretched out, and he pressed it carefully at first. After hearing Xue Xue's emotional murmur, he listened to his body's instinct and began to explore.
The obstructive cloth was pushed aside, the index and middle fingers separated the wet petals, and after finding the small nucleus hidden, Jiang Pingyang rubbed it vigorously.
"Ah… um… itchy… uh…" Xue Xue grabbed the edge of the table. "Ping Yang… Brother Ping Yang, don't pinch any more, um, um… so numb… Ah…"
When the nails grazed the clitoris, Xue Xue shivered and leaked.
It was the first time Jiang Ping Yang had seen such a scene.
It was so unbelievable, yet it seemed so natural that one could not help but wonder at the wonders of the human body.
Jiang Pingyang was obsessed with cleanliness, but he couldn't resist his curiosity. He dipped his fingertips into the little liquid and put it in his mouth to taste.
Unexpectedly, there was not much extra flavor, Jiang Pingyang couldn't describe it, but he felt that there was an unspeakable fresh taste in it, which was not too repulsive.
"You…"
Xue Xue didn't expect Jiang Pingyang to do such a thing. From the time he spent with her, she observed that the man was a little bit clean, so she always carried a checkered square handkerchief with her. Now he directly put his finger soaked in her kinky body fluids into his mouth and sucked it, which shocked Xue Xue.
What she didn't expect was that there was something even more shocking to come.
Jiang Pingyang's dark head dived down between her thighs.
When Xue Xue felt the man's heavy breath accompanied by the heat hitting her flower petals, Xue Xue shamefully tried to close his legs when it was too late.
"No um…"
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The big tongue slipped through with undisguised greed.
Each bite was like taking the entire petal into his mouth.
"Ugh… Jiang Pingyang… Tongue… ah, stabbed in… No, don't, there… um…"
The slender waist swayed enchantingly, even with the tits that had lost their restraints, but no matter how much Xue Xue struggled, she was like a fish on a chopping block, powerless and at the mercy of others.
The woman, who had been leaking again and again, could not tell whether the wet and sticky bottom was Jiang Ping Yang's saliva or her own cum.
"Mmmmmm ... again, again, again, it's coming mmmm ... ah ..."
It was a real orgasm.
Only by the man's tongue and teeth, and lips.
If it wasn't for the fact that Jiang Pingyang was a virgin, Xue Xue would almost have thought that the other party was a veteran in love.
The woman who was gasping for breath was a little dazed, and now she still seemed to be able to feel the sensation of the man's tongue piercing the narrow hole, pushing away the repelling flesh wall, and flexibly messing with it.
It was a sensation that makes someone want to die.
"It's really sweet."
Jiang Pingyang had guessed that Xue Xue might have an orgasm after discovering the abnormal contraction frequency of the corridor.
He withdrew in time, but his handsome face was still drenched by the gush of fluid.
The pussy was writhing like a greedy mouth, salivating handfuls of juice, a lustful sight he'd never seen before, and his lower body was swollen and aching, his flesh screaming, wishing he could break free so he could enter the wet, soft, precious land and show off his strength.
This was the first time Jiang Pingyang has felt the power of desire since he grew up.
It turned out that he was never a gentleman with few desires, but an ordinary man with flesh and blood and a desire that could not be easily satisfied.
Almost at a loss, Jiang Pingyang took off his pants and briefs, revealing a deligent cock.
Xue Xue, who was gradually relaxing, just took a glance and immediately blushed shyly.
Jiang Pingyang should be a man who doesn't often express his desires. No matter the color or shape of the column, there was a fresh and clean feeling, but this did not detract from its vitality. The three words "thick, long and strong" popped out of Xue Xue's mind one after another.
Jiang Pingyang held his cock against the petals.
Feeling the heat, the tender meat began to stir and made the eager little mouth open and close.
"Is it okay?"
The man's sweat was still coming out even with the air conditioning on, and fine droplets of water were falling along the lines of his masculine face.
"Xue Xue, is it alright?" Jiang Pingyang insisted and asked again, even though his body was tense as if it was about to explode. "If you regret it…"
"Fool."
Although the occasion was wrong, Xue Xue couldn't help but want to laugh.
She didn't expect that Jiang Pingyang would not have enough self-confidence even after he had made it this far. The Jiang consultant she had seen seemed to always remain calm and self-possessed at all times and in all places, like the same body with two very different souls.
But she prefers the current Jiang Pingyang.
The Jiang Ping Yang who was uncomfortable and nervous because of her.
"Come in." Straightening her upper body hard, Xue Xue held the man's handsome face and put her lips up. "Remember, be gentle."