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"Sister, you are lying," Meng Xin said weakly, "You are not learning at all..." "What does it matter?" He Ying said, "You can teach me another day." "No way!" Meng Xin said. The two of them were playing and making love, and put their underwear back on. Meng Xin confided some of her girlish thoughts to He Ying, and He Ying tried her best to give her satisfactory guidance. "If," Meng Xin asked, "If he wants to make love with me, what should I do?" "You don't want to give it to him?" He Ying asked. Meng Xin hesitated. "Yes, you can wait until you grow up, then..." He Ying said, "You can use other methods instead!" "Replace?" "Yes!" He Ying said, "Use your hands, use your little mouth..." Meng Xin remembered the last time she sucked Zhou Qiang's dick, she shook her head and said, "I... I don't know how, sister, teach me." Teach? Now it was He Ying's turn to have a headache, how to teach? "Knock knock!" Someone knocked on the door. "He Ying, Xiao Xin." It was Zhou Qiang's voice. Got it! He Ying pulled Meng Xin's hand and whispered, "Don't make a sound, sister will teach you." She asked Meng Xin to put on a top quickly, then took Meng Xin's hand and let her hide behind the floor-length curtains. She pulled the corner of the velvet cloth to cover it properly, then ran to open a crack in the door. There was only Zhou Qiang outside the door, so she opened the door and let him in. "Meng Xin?...Wow!" Zhou Qiang saw that she was only wearing underwear, and his eyes widened. "Meng Xin went out, didn't you see it?" He Ying lied. Zhou Qiang shook his head, but he didn't listen to what He Ying said at all. He hugged her into his arms and fell on the bed together. He couldn't wait to kiss her lips and touched her all over. "What a bad guy!" He Ying cursed in her heart. She was here to demonstrate and teach, and she couldn't let Zhou Qiang get entangled like this, otherwise how could she proceed to the next step? "Don't be like this! Good brother!" She leaned against Zhou Qiang's ear and whispered tenderly, Zhou Qiang's bones almost softened: "We will have dinner soon, don't mess me up, or people will laugh at me." "No, I can't help it!" Zhou Qiang said arrogantly. "Then..." He Ying pretended to be hesitant and suggested: "I'll touch you with my hand." "No, that's not enough!" Zhou Qiang bargained: "At least you have to use your mouth!"
"Okay!" He Ying said helplessly, "Who told you that you are my dear brother?" This soft and gentle words, Zhou Qiang's penis had been erected for a long time, hard and sour, he quickly took off his trousers, pulled the underwear, and the big penis stood upright, facing the wind alone. He Ying supported his head to the side, gently held the meat pole with one hand, tried to stroke it twice, and the penis couldn't help but tremble more, and He Ying began to stroke it up and down. "Lick me, lick me, you said lick me." Zhou Qiang urged her. He Ying was slow and leisurely, sitting up straight, and her right hand was still helping Zhou Qiang stroke it non-stop, and the palm of her left hand was close to the urethra, touching it lightly, Zhou Qiang almost concentrated all the blood in his body to the top of the glans, which was swollen and bright, and He Ying shook her palm quickly, she was very satisfied with her results. "Lick me!" Zhou Qiang said again. He Ying did what he wanted, just stroking the cock, it would be the best if he could ejaculate directly. Zhou Qiang knew her plan, and seeing that she refused to lick him, he thought of the clever strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao, so he reached his hand between her legs and scratched her vagina through her panties. "Well, don't do that!" Although she disagreed verbally, she didn't come to stop him.
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