Lin loves to stay up late, so on weekend mornings, after Yang got up, she always loved to lazily lie on the pillow, sometimes gently hugging the little rabbit doll, seemingly sleepy love a little bed.
Yang walked in and called out as usual, “Time to get up, little sleepy cat.” Lightly patted her. Then he felt a little unusual, he realized that this pat, last night she took a shower and went to bed, pink nightgown did not wear underwear, jokingly joked about her. Suddenly lifted up her nightgown, usually she would always leap and sit up, pouting and scolding him nasty, but this day she was really a little lethargic, gently hmmm, still lying with eyes closed.
Early morning sunlight shines warmly in the house, Yang stood in front of the bed, Lin’s half-naked body momentarily made him a little overwhelmed, Lin’s feet folded, between the legs slightly revealing a little gap, the upper body is still covered with a skirt, the head is tilted sideways, two hands stretched out in the pillow, the left arm under the light ring of that little rabbit doll, the side of the face under the short hair, in the arm of the cover reveals a little bit, you can see the black eyelashes, pink lips, the corners of the mouth lines are very soft, the teenage girl’s The soft lines of her mouth, the pouting of a young girl and the maturity of a young woman were combined in an incomparable harmony in Lin’s body.
Yang felt a little impulse in his lower body, bent down, gently caressing Lin’s legs. Lin love sports, legs are not thin, but very well-proportioned and fit, the inner thighs of the skin as tender as a baby, that is the place where he is fond of, the buttocks slightly some up, white and rounded.
Yang’s caresses from gentle and accelerated, his lower body distension like feeling also intensified, lean forward a little, up slowly removed Lin’s skirt, one of his hands stayed between her thighs, the other slowly slid to her slender slightly concave waist, her back like satin as soft and smooth, Yang knew that he could not escape this kind of temptation in this early morning, lower body distension a little difficult to bear, breathing gradually ragged.
In a haze Rin had woken up, yang by the gentle but violent caresses and his progressively ragged breathing told her what was about to happen, she didn’t move, she just looked forward to it with a serene mind, she liked being passive, she liked him to do whatever he wanted with her body, he always made her very satisfied.
Yang’s body covered Lin’s, and Lin’s gentle writhing underneath was a wordless encouragement as Yang reached under Lin with his right arm, encircled her breasts, pinched her small nipples, and squeezed them hard while his left hand explored and reached down to her lower back, sliding across the groin and resting on her soft clit, waiting for a reaction.
Rin had woken up completely, covered by Yang like a beach in the sun, expecting the waves to come up in waves, and she only wished that the coverage was more intense. Yang wrapped her legs tightly around hers, and her writhing was better answered than trying to come free, she wanted to feel the power of him possessing him, her breasts aching slightly under his clench, which would intoxicate her, make her want to melt into his power. And finally, her clitoris awoke to his gentle touch, her body throbbing with shivers while her lower body was suddenly soaked.
The wetness that Yang realized seemed like a call for him to launch a charge, and the little guy underneath him, like a wild horse suddenly unleashed, galloped freely, skillfully finding his intimate partner, first kissing her with restraint and tenderness, then sliding up and down to detect the precise location (which it was already familiar with) and then poking it in with precision.
After a moan accompanied by a sharp pain, Lin realized that the hard, big dick had begun to gallop through her world, and it seemed to understand very well the welcome it was receiving here, and wiggled from side to side without a care in the world, while her pink world made no secret of its admiration for it, and kept on embracing it and accepting its rude rushes, and it was the most ardent of kisses, and she only thought that he was too slow, too little, and couldn’t kiss her whole world all at once kissed all over, so she tightened it hard, again and again, in order to make it understand how warm and sincere her welcome was, and so it galloped even more joyfully, and every poke it made at her seemed to go right through her heart, making the heat burst through her whole body.
The swelling crack in Yang’s lower body was temporarily satisfied, and he let his little guy do whatever he wanted in that soft world, while his hands for a few moments kneaded her breasts, stroked her clitoris, leaned over her back and kissed her skin, the paradise that his woman, his love, his little guy pined for.
Lin remembered the story in the Decameron, where the naïve young girl who had believed in the monk’s lies and joined him in asking for God’s blessing in the nude, letting him lock the devil standing straight up in his lower body into the hell of her lower body, letting that abominable devil rampage through her body, and then she experienced a kind of divine pleasure, not realizing that that pleasure was only a craving that came from the depths of her body.
Ah! There’s a devil in every man, longing day and night to be locked into its hell, its heaven.
At this moment, Yang’s demon was locked in Lin’s hell, and all it felt was endless pleasure and fulfillment. Yang pushed his dick deeper and deeper into Lin one at a time, making Lin feel the satisfaction of being filled. Lin gently twisted, responded, and whimpered as her soft world powerfully sucked her demon to its fullest, expecting it to go deeper and deeper.
But it suddenly gently, gently backed away, why, why did you retreat, why did you leave the world that loved you so dearly? However, it could not hear, it still gently, gently withdrew, straight back to the entrance of that hell. She can not describe the heart of the hurt and loss, only in the heart over and over again calling: my love, you come back, you come back, you come in, you come in.
She wriggled to find it, to explore it, but how arrogant and hateful it was, ignoring her calls, just gently teasing around the entrance, rubbing against her labia, her groin, her clitoris, making her longing burn more and more, like a fire burning in her heart. Her breathing was ragged as well, her bottom getting wetter and wetter, her heart like a viper hissing and biting.
Just at the moment when she was so hard that she was about to collapse, it rushed in again, just as proudly and unstoppably, right into the deepest recesses of her being, and her great joy accompanied by a sharp pain came again, and once again it did whatever it wanted in there, whatever it wanted to do, and it was her proud prince, and she willingly gave up every inch of her without the slightest bit of reservation.
After many strokes, it suddenly left her again, and completely, out of her body. She sensed that Yang had gotten off the bed and gently lifted her up, calling softly, “Come here, baby, come over here.” So, with a little shyness, she moved to the front of the bed and obediently bent down, knowing that after the maneuver, there would be a more exciting battle to come.
Lin Qing’s bent down torso was beautiful, slender waist, rounded hips, straight toned legs, it was a temptation that Yang could never resist. He slightly parted her legs, his sharp tool was firm and strong, giving him enough confidence, he longed for her soft world, it was his territory, his exclusive territory. So this time, without hesitation, he rammed in again, churning round and round, touching up and down, pumping back and forth, he used every crude method to satisfy his little one.
He closed his eyes, forgetting everything, hot blood rushing around him, unstoppable, the temperature of his whole body rising higher and higher, he could not hold himself more and more, he could no longer tell if this was joy or pain, only knew that there was an irresistible force dominating him, pumping, pumping, to hit her, to possess her. He struggled to control it, to make this pleasure longer and longer, he could no longer tell where he was, it was just like taking his Lin with him as he flew to one peak of pleasure after another.
Rin screamed in pleasure underneath him, which fueled his pleasure, as if a volcano was about to erupt, his speed had reached its peak, and Rin’s peak screams told him that they had flown to the pinnacle of pleasure together.