That day was really an accident (student campus adult novel)

That day was really an accident

Early in the morning, before the sky was fully light and the busy city was still asleep, Abin sent Minni back to her doorstep. Minni played with Abin's hand and the two of them were silent. Later, Abin kissed her on the forehead. She seemed to want to say something but stopped herself. She walked backwards into the house, gave Abin a light kiss, and closed the door.

Abin rode his motorcycle very fast and returned to the block where his home was. When turning in the alley, the body of the motorcycle tilted slightly and he passed the block. Unexpectedly, just as he turned around, there was a person standing in front of him. He tried to dodge in a hurry, but it was too late. He had to simply turn the motorcycle over and let it slide outward. He fell to the ground, limping and rolling around in a mess, but he still bumped into the person, causing the person to fall down, and they fell into a pile.

The person kept screaming, and from the sound it sounded like a young woman. Finally, Abin was able to steady himself. He struggled to sit up, and the person was still lying limply on the ground. Abin thought to himself, "Oh no!", and hurriedly leaned over to her side, brushed away the hair that was stuck to her face, and looked at her facial expression clearly. She didn't seem to be in too much pain, but rather a little confused. Abin smelled a strong smell of alcohol on her body, and he helped her up in his arms, looking at her outfit, he couldn't help but frowned.

This is a beautiful girl in her early twenties, with a round face and a cute pointed chin. There is a light touch of eye makeup on her closed eyelids, and her long and curled false eyelashes keep trembling. Her eyebrows are drawn into short and light willow leaves, and she has a high and small nose. Her thick lips are painted with pink lipstick, and the edges are painted charmingly. The center of her lips is opened into a small O shape, which is very attractive.

Her straight black hair fell down her back in a cascade, thick and shiny, with the ends curled into curls. On the edge of her hair, the thin, long, metal rod-shaped earrings sparkled under her ears.

She had a slender figure, and even though she was paralyzed on the ground, her tall figure was still visible. However, she was not the kind of girl who was frail. On her slender frame was a young body that was just the right amount of plump, which could be seen clearly through her tight clothes.

Her outfit was truly breathtaking. A low-cut, short, spaghetti-strap purple silk top that revealed a patch of snow-white chest muscle and the tender pink flesh of her flesh. In between the two hemispheres, a lovely cleavage was formed. A platinum necklace that matched the earrings was placed on her chest, adding to her temptation. The silk top was as thin as a cicada's wing. Although it was not transparent, it stuck lazily to her breasts, and even made two small points bulge out. The weather was so cold, but she only put on a small black jacket that couldn't be buttoned up.

She was wearing an absurdly tight beige long skirt, which wrapped her slender waist, firm belly and round buttocks into the most seductive shape. The skirt had a fatal slit in front of her left leg, which went all the way to her groin. Her exposed left thigh was covered with pink and white fishnet stockings, and on her feet were a pair of white high-heeled sandals that were probably four inches high. God knows how she walked on tiptoe. All of this was full of feminine charm.

Abin was not in the mood to admire her. He was worried about what happened to her.

Ah Bin patted the girl's cheek. The girl didn't respond at first, but soon she made two "hmm" sounds. Her eyelids struggled to open, and her face was hazy. She frowned, bent her left foot, pressed her ankle with her palm, and complained sadly, "It hurts!"

Ah Bin tried to touch her ankle, but she didn't cry out in pain. He thought it was just a bruise or sprain, no fracture or skin abrasion. Ah Bin straightened her up and asked her, "Excuse me, miss, does it hurt? Can I take you to the hospital to see a doctor?"

The girl just frowned and said nothing. Ah Bin felt embarrassed and asked again, "Miss, then... do you live nearby? Can I take you home first?"

The girl nodded, and Abin picked up the small handbag she had thrown at her feet and handed it back to her, holding her armpits so that the girl could use the leverage to stand up straight. She was swaying and couldn't even stand steadily. Abin believed that she was more drunk than in a car accident, so he asked her to stand by the side of the alley first, and then ran to push the overturned motorcycle on the ground. The handlebars and lights of the motorcycle were broken, so Abin stuffed it into the corner of the alley and left it there, then came back to support the girl and asked her where she lived.

The girl pointed her soft index finger forward. Abin looked in the direction suspiciously, not understanding which house she was referring to, so he had to support her and walk into the alley. The girl's steps were sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and she almost leaned on Abin. Although Abin held her in his arms, he was probably more seriously injured than her. He felt pain all over his body. He didn't have time to check the injuries on his hands and feet, but still held her in his arms, asking questions as they walked. When they came to a duplex apartment diagonally opposite his house, the girl took out a bunch of keys from her handbag, selected one of them, and tried to put it into the keyhole.

Seeing that she couldn't open the door for a long time, Abin reached out to help her turn the key, and the door opened with a "click". Abin helped her step in, and they were facing a row of stairs, so he had to support her to climb up. Abin asked her every time he climbed a floor, and she always raised her hand to indicate that she had not reached yet. When they reached the fourth floor, she shook the bunch of keys again. Abin knew she was home, so he took her key ring and tried to find a key that matched the path. Suddenly, the girl vomited and vomited several mouthfuls of dirty things. Fortunately, she turned her head to the outside and did not vomit on Abin, but she vomited all over her clothes, which was so sour and smelly that it made people cover their noses.

Abin frantically found the right key, and when the door opened, his heart sank. The room was darker than the dawn outside, and there was no light. He still shouted, "Is anyone home?"

The girl suddenly pushed him away, staggered into the house, and broke open a half-open door. Abin guessed that it was the bathroom, and sure enough, he heard the sound of her vomiting inside.

Abin found a light and turned it on, only to discover that this was a large suite. Apart from the living room, there was only a small kitchen and bathroom.

Abin closed the door and walked to the bathroom door. He saw that she had vomited and was sitting on the ground gasping for breath, and the toilet was a mess. Abin reached out and used water to wash away what she vomited. Seeing her huddled on the ground in dejection, he was in a dilemma, not knowing whether to just leave or help her settle down.

He thought for a while, then walked over and filled the bathtub with hot water. At this time, the girl was even more unconscious than before. Abin simply took action himself and took off her dirty outer clothes, first her small jacket, then her silk top. Oh my God, she was not wearing a bra. A pair of jade-like smooth hemispheres immediately swayed on her chest. There was a small dark red raisin on the top of each areola, which had almost no difference in color.

Abin saw this and couldn't help but feel the same impulse as in the morning, but he still tried to remain calm and continued to unbutton her long, tight skirt. It took him a lot of effort to find the loop of the invisible zipper on her skirt. He pulled down the zipper and lifted her skirt, revealing her high-waisted black panties under her pantyhose.

Abin took off her high-heeled sandals and then tried to pull off her pantyhose. Unfortunately, he had clumsy hands and feet, and by the time he had taken them off, the pantyhose had already broken and the threads were torn, and it was probably unwearable.

Abin's heart began to beat wildly at this time. This strange girl was almost naked. Her face had carefully made-up features and her body had young and attractive curves. How could Abin not have his heart beating fast?

Abin swallowed and ruthlessly took off her panties. She had sparse pubic hair, and her more mysterious area could not be seen because her legs were closed.

Abin stood up and took a few deep breaths. The hot water was already about 70% full. He tested the temperature, turned off the faucet, then bent down, picked up the girl and put her into the bathtub. The girl probably felt the hot water was very comfortable. She hummed and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Abin picked up her clothes, stuffed them into a plastic tube next to him, and scooped a few scoops of water to soak them.

He took a towel, wrung it a few times with the hot water from the bathtub, spread it out to wipe his face, and immediately felt refreshed. He checked his elbows, legs and feet, and found many abrasions. Even his right knee had a big hole in his jeans, not to mention his skin. Most of the wounds had clotted due to the torment.

He wrung the towel again, this time to wipe the girl's face. He sat by the bathtub, gently wiped off the makeup on her face, restoring her true appearance, and took off her eyelashes and earrings. Even though she was completely plain, she was still very beautiful, with a straight nose, clear red lips, short willow-leaf eyebrows, and darker skin that looked healthy. Comparing the two, Abin preferred her face without makeup.

She lay on her back in the water, content with the warmth of the water, her eyes still half open and half closed. Abin was really worried that if he hadn't bumped into her, would she have passed out drunk in the alley? Judging from her clothes, Abin guessed where she worked. Looking at his watch, he realized that this was probably the time she got home from get off work. He wondered what kind of guests she had met last night that made her so drunk.

Abin asked her to soak in the hot water for a while longer. He went back to the room and found a large bath towel, brought it into the bathroom, and then helped the girl up. Her skin had turned an attractive pink. Abin wrapped her in a large bath towel, picked her up horizontally with his arms, walked out of the bathroom, and put her on the bed in the living room. Abin rummaged through her boxes and found the compartment where she kept her underwear. He was stunned. He had never seen so many types and quantities of women's underwear that were so fancy and dazzling. He had no choice but to pick out the whitest and plainest one and wanted to help her put it on.

He first placed the bra cup over her breasts, then holding one end of the back clasp in each hand, he reached behind her and tried to fasten it for her. But on the one hand, his hands were pressed by her delicate body, and on the other hand, he couldn't see there, so he couldn't get it right after a long time. On the contrary, because the action seemed to be holding her in his arms, looking at her sleepy expression, his heart was shaken. He looked at her twice more, and couldn't help the hot blood rushing to his forehead. He pressed his mouth down and lightly pressed it on her lips.

At this time, he didn't know how he managed to fasten the bra. Abin stood up and found that the cup could not hold the two fleshy buns. He had to help her straighten the cup and push the squeezed tender flesh back into the cup, because he remembered Yuhui said that one should wear proper underwear when sleeping so that the breasts will not become loose and deformed. Abin's hands were on her breasts, and of course he took the opportunity to take advantage of her. He even put his index and middle fingers into the cup and pulled on her soft little nipples a few times.

The underwear was put on. Abin picked up the panties and shook them apart. It was only half the size of a palm. He carefully put it between her feet, afraid of hurting her injured part, and then slowly pulled it up. When he couldn't pull it up to her buttocks, he had to put it on with one hand and hold up her waist, and use the other hand to hold up the panties. Under the translucent fabric, her pubic hair became faintly visible, which was more tempting than without any clothes on.

Abin leaned down and smelled the feminine scent emanating from her, which made him feel distracted. The penis in his pants had been erected for a long time, and when he was about to release it, he suddenly changed his mind and thought:

"It's not heroic to bully an unconscious woman!"

So he suppressed his desire and covered the girl with a quilt. The girl, whether dreaming or in pain from a foot injury, grabbed Abin's left hand. Abin bent down to check her expression, but she was still sleeping. Abin let her persist and slid down the edge of her bed to sit on the floor. After being busy for a long time, he was also tired.

Naturally he didn't want to sleep so early in the morning, but he needed to take a rest. He closed his eyes and dozed off for ten or twenty minutes, then he regained his energy.

Abin felt that it was not a good idea to just stay like this, and wanted to leave a note and leave. However, he was worried that if the girl had a brain injury and suddenly became worse, it would be terrible if she was left alone. In his indecision, his hand was still held by her, so he had to stay. He picked up an old women's magazine from the ones scattered on the floor, placed it on his lap, and flipped through it.

He was really bored. He finished one book and then switched to another. After nearly an hour, he felt he could not bear it any longer. Just as he was about to stand up, he found an ID card stuck in the magazine in his hand. He picked it up and saw that it was Chen Jiapei. Turning over the back, the address was in Taitung and the photo was a headshot of a student. Is this her?

Abin looked at her face carefully for a long time but couldn't tell them apart. He wanted to look at her face again to compare. When he turned around, he saw the girl with her eyes open, looking at him silently.

He had never seen the girl with her eyes open before. Only now did he realize that her eyes were big, bright, deep and penetrating, which stunned Abin.

"Does it look like her?" the girl asked softly, obviously admitting that she was the person on the ID.

Ah Bin realized that he had done something impolite, and awkwardly put his ID card back into the magazine and asked her, "Are you awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

In fact, she had not completely lost consciousness from the beginning to now. What was affected by alcohol was that she lost her balance and her reaction was slow. She knew the whole process, from being hit by Abin, to him taking her home, him bathing and changing her clothes, and finally accompanying her to rest. She was just too lazy to wake up. Every day, she was the one who tried to please men. She had never let a man serve her before, and she simply let Abin do whatever he wanted. What she found strange was that after Abin had secretly taken advantage of her once or twice, he did not take any further action, which made her feel extremely fond of him.

She still held Abin's left hand without saying a word. When Abin stood up, he felt sore all over, especially in his arms and waist, which made him grit his teeth. She found his tense expression very funny and couldn't help laughing. Ah Bin also sat on the edge of the bed and smiled foolishly with her. She tried to sit up with her hands. Ah Bin helped her. She straightened her upper body. The quilt slid down to her waist. She looked down at her upper body. Ah Bin explained quickly: "Just now, you vomited and soiled your clothes..."

She shook her hair and curled up her legs. The sprained left ankle was aching slightly.

"You..." she said, "Can you help me get some ice from the refrigerator and a towel?"

Abin hurried to do it, and after moving a few times, he felt that his body was not so sore anymore.

Ah Bin put ice cubes and towels in a small basin, brought it to her and said, "My name is Ah Bin."

She took it, placed it on the bed, looked up and said to Ah Bin, "Originally I should introduce myself as Xiang Xiang, but you have already seen my ID card. Hello, I am Chen Jiapei."

Jiapei wrapped the ice in a towel and tied it around her ankle joint, fixing the entire left foot. When she bent her leg and bandaged it, Abin couldn't help but be attracted by her pubic mound covered by her panties at the bend of her leg. He secretly moved his position to see it more clearly. She suddenly raised her head, and Ah Bin quickly looked away. Jia Pei looked at Ah Bin's whole body while moving, and said, "You are badly bruised!"

"It's okay!" said Abin.

"Could you please bring the small medicine box on the shelf over there?" Jiapei said.

Abin took it as he said. Jiapei opened the medicine box, picked up the cotton with tweezers, opened the small bottle of betadine, and squeezed a few drops onto the cotton.

"Come here!" Jiapei said.

"Hmm?" Abin sat down next to her in a daze.

Jiapei was only wearing underwear, with a towel wrapped around her feet at most, revealing her curvy figure. She had been very attractive just now when she was sleeping on the bed, but now she was standing alive, less than a foot away from Abin, her bright big eyes staring at him. Abin's heart began to beat wildly.

She grabbed Abin's right elbow, drew an outer spiral on his wound with cotton soaked in betadine, then picked up clean cotton gauze and applied it to him, and finally wrapped it with a bandage. After the right hand healed, she switched to the left hand. After the left hand healed, Jiapei said, "Take off your pants."

Abin was at a loss for a moment and hesitated. Jiapei glared at him unhappily and looked down at her exposed breasts. Abin did not dare to delay and quickly took off his jeans. The wound on his knee and the torn edge had been coagulated together by blood. Abin accidentally tore the blood clot, and blood oozed out again.

Jiapei skillfully treated his wound. Abin sat on the edge of the bed, and she squatted between Abin's legs, wiping them busily. Abin looked down and saw her breasts supported by her bra. Although they were not big, they were swaying. She had a healthy complexion and no excess fat on her upper body. Abin's heart was excited. His cock, which was already half hard, suddenly jumped a few times.

Jiapei was squatting in front of his crotch, so how could she not see him? She glanced at him, and Ah Bin smiled awkwardly. Jiapei threw away the cotton on the tweezers, gently clamped the base of his stick, and said, "Don't move rashly."

Ah Bin was even more throbbing, and he held her shoulders reflexively, shaking nervously. Jia Pei laughed and mocked him, saying, "Useless."

Jiapei helped Ah Bin bandage his knee injury and checked other parts of his body. She put one hand on his thigh and asked, "Okay, where else do you feel uncomfortable?"

Abin swallowed his saliva, too embarrassed to say that he felt uncomfortable. With Jiapei leaning against him like this, her breasts would of course be pressed a little, and the thing in Abin's crotch was getting excited again.

Jiapei rolled her eyes at him, and her left hand reached forward calmly, stopping rudely at the bulge in his underwear. She couldn't help but be surprised. She had lived in the world of prostitution, but had never met a big guy like Abin. But she didn't say it, just asked calmly: "Are you a student?"

Abin just hoped that she would touch him for a while longer and nodded to show his acknowledgement.

After asking, Jiapei quietly stroked his cock and tilted her head to look at Abin's expression.

Abin didn't know how to react, so he just sat there and let her touch him. Jiapei thought Abin didn't understand the love between men and women and found it interesting. After touching him for a while, she suddenly pulled down his pants and saw his penis. Jiapei was really frightened at this moment. Abin's glans, which was as shiny and swollen as a boiled egg, and the long and huge barrel, suddenly swayed in front of her and pointed directly at her eyes. She held it with both hands tremblingly, and looked around like she had seen a monster.

Jiapei's fingers are pointed and their nails are painted with silver-red nail polish. She carefully holds Abin and slides her thumb up along the thin flesh rope until it reaches the glans. At this time, a drop of crystal clear glandular fluid oozes out of Abin's urethra. Jiapei was quite fond of the big boy's fresh and clean penis. All the men she came into contact with were dirty and impatient. They might be well-dressed, but Jiapei hated that they had only one purpose towards her. So far, Abin has not shown such an ugly face. Although he had some unruly behavior just now, he kept it within the prescribed time limit. Instead, he showed more care and concern for her. Jiapei was willing to help him bandage his wound for this reason.

Abin was flattered. Jiapei slowly and gently stroked his cock, her eyes staring as if she wanted to see through his thoughts. He couldn't help feeling a little guilty, but the pleasure coming from his cock made him gasp and raise his eyebrows pitifully. Jiapei chuckled at the sight, and brought the cock close to her face, rubbing it on her cheek. Abin's cock became even harder and painful.

Jiapei moved the glans to her lips and pecked it. Abin began to hold his breath, expecting her to continue to love his little brother. Sure enough, Jiapei gently opened her lips. Her mouth shape was very attractive. At this time, she slowly kissed the top of the glans, and then took it into her mouth bit by bit. Abin felt the tender glans meat first rubbed against her cute front teeth, and then was surrounded by a kind of heat, and a slippery soft meat licked the urethra, and it did not stop. The tip rubbed against the jaw wall and touched deep in her throat.

Abin's penis was so big that Jiapei couldn't take much of it in. She tried her best to fill her small mouth with it and then slowly spit it out. This was another feeling. Her lips were tightly wrapped around Abin, clamping down on his most sensitive nerves, but she still held his nipple between her lips, and then immediately swallowed Abin back, leaving Abin no time to relax his numb scalp before he fell into a state of confusion again.

Abin watched Jiapei sucking him sweetly. His palms on her shoulders slid down her smooth neck. His fingers pinched her ears and his palms rested on her cheeks. After stroking them for a while, he reached into her hair and fiddled with it randomly.

Jiapei made him feel more and more comfortable, and she used both hands to help, her right hand moving up and down, and her left hand gently stroking the outside of the scrotum back and forth. Abin could no longer bear it, so he bent down and kissed her forehead. She spit out the glans, leaving only her tongue lingering on the urethra, and raised her face to accept his kiss. Abin put his hands on her back, moving them around and scratching her spine. Finally, he stopped at the straps of her bra and untied them casually, and the bra loosened.

Abin helped Jiapei sit on the bed, and Jiapei kissed from his belly button up to his flat breasts, while one hand was still stroking his cock. Abin lay back, dragged her down on the bed, and kissed her on the lips.

Jiapei served Abin professionally, but she was clumsy at kissing. Her lips were stiff and her tongue was inflexible. Abin had no choice but to persuade her, pry open her gums with the tip of his tongue and penetrate deep into her mouth to provoke a response from her. Soon Jiapei became more flexible and they became entangled in each other's arms.

Now it is Abin and Jiapei who are fighting for control. Abin doesn't relax his words, while Jiapei works harder with her hands. The two people who were strangers and had no connection with each other a few hours ago are now trying to arouse each other's sexual desire.

Relying on his strength, Abin pressed Jiapei under him, straddled her, but immediately fell off the horse. It turned out that the wound on his knee was hurt. Jiapei threw herself into his arms, knelt beside him, and rubbed her face against his chest. Abin stretched out his hand and grasped one of her breasts. His thumb and index finger just pinched her small and soft nipple, but Abin applied a little force a few times, and the nipple swelled and stood up. Abin made it easier to pinch, and he did the same with his other hand. Jiapei couldn't resist.

Jiapei didn't want to spoil his fun, so she turned around, crossed her legs over Abin's chest, and let her lower body lie in front of Abin's face. His hands could still continue to play with her breasts, and she returned to licking Abin's cock.

Abin saw a little water mark on the base of her panties. He retracted his right hand and pressed on the water mark, and the water mark slowly spread out. Jiapei also cried out "hum". Abin grabbed her waistband and took it off. He had put on the panties for her, and now he took them off for her. Jiapei gently lifted her sprained left leg, and Abin even tore off the towel and threw it and her pants onto the floor.

Since Abin's knees were injured and his mobility was greatly reduced, this was the last and only method. He held Jiapei's perfectly curved buttocks and pressed her fragrant vagina to his mouth. No wonder she called him "Xiangxiang". She did have a kind of charming charm that could bewitch men. Abin stuck out his tongue and licked the little bit of her secretions from her slit.

At first, Jiapei didn't react. No matter how much Abin talked, she remained quiet. Fortunately, Abin did not give up and insisted on taking action. In addition to continuing to kiss and lick Jiapei's little bean, he used both hands to help. The middle finger of his right hand shallowly dug into her vagina, and the index finger of his left hand dipped in the little bit of her pussy juice, smeared it on her anus, and played there. Sure enough, Jiapei's body began to squirm. She was with the guests and she was the only one to satisfy others. Today, Abin tried hard to please her. It was a feeling she had never experienced before. Every time Abin's fingers rubbed against the folds of flesh in her vagina, she couldn't help but tremble, and some water overflowed, and she let out a short sigh.

Encouraged by her body, Abin knew he had to work harder. He moved his tongue and two fingers quickly, and Jiapei's orgasm continued. Abin almost didn't have time to eat it all, and some of it flowed out from the corners of his mouth. It was completely different from the small flow that was almost imperceptible just now. Jiapei's vibrations suddenly intensified, and her vaginal flesh tightened. She wanted to lift her butt to dodge, but Abin's left hand hurriedly hugged her tightly, and he did not dare to stop his tongue and right hand, wanting to force her to the edge. Jiapei screamed desperately and begged pitifully, but Abin seemed to be deaf to her. Finally, she let out a long "ah...ah...", and her pussy juice sprayed all over Abin's face, choking him and making his nose sore and his nose run. He still diligently accompanied her to enjoy the afterglow before stopping and hugging Jiapei's butt to rest.

After Jiapei finished catching her breath, she turned around and kissed Abin's face with gratitude. In fact, she was kissing her own vaginal fluid. Then she leaned on Abin's chest and said, "Thank you..."

Abin didn't know what she was thanking him for, so he didn't dare to say anything. His cock was still underneath, against her thigh, standing at attention facing the sky, ready to go. Jiapei understood what he needed. She slowly propped herself up, looking at Abin with loving eyes. She grabbed the cock with her right hand, squatted with her butt raised, aimed the glans at the hole, and then gently pressed down. Jiapei was quite skilled in this part, but she didn't expect Abin's extraordinary size. She found it a little difficult to fit him in at once, so Abin quickly supported her waist so that she could continue to accommodate him.

Jiapei had a good feeling at the beginning of this round, so she swallowed Abin in a few swings. She supported her hands on Abin's thighs and moved her hips up and down, from slow and regular teasing to a fast march rhythm, and finally to a weird rhythm. The two of them huddled together, Jiapei had no strength to support her body, her hair was flying in disarray, and Abin pulled her to lie on him and moved himself upward. Jiapei didn't expect that Abin had such strong endurance. She had just reached an orgasm once, and was immediately pushed to the peak again, and kept climbing higher and higher.

"Mmm... mmm... ah... ah..." Jiapei's moaning was simple and concise: "Ah... ah... coming... ah... ah..."

Sure enough, Abin felt a warm sensation in his lower body, probably because his hot fluid had flowed all over the bed.

Abin asked her to lift her upper body slightly, he shortened his neck and sucked her nipples, which stimulated Jiapei to become energetic again. She squeezed her round buttocks vigorously again, allowing the big cock to be clearly stroked from beginning to end again and again. Abin really enjoyed it, his cock became harder, and the pleasure continued to accumulate.

Jiapei had used up all her strength again and she stopped softly. Abin immediately took over and attacked her with the hard stick. The two of them fought hand-to-hand and were about to fall to the ground.

“Ah…brother…ah…Abin…ah…good man…I…I…am going to finish again…ah…ah…I’ve never…never felt this way before…ah…ah…coming…coming…ah…ah…ah…Oh my God…it’s not stopping…ah…it keeps coming…Oh my God…I’m going to die…ah…ah…I’m so embarrassed…ah…ah…”

Jiapei experienced climaxes one after another, and Abin was made extremely sensitive by her contractions. He finally trembled and ejaculated hot semen. They hugged each other, and the scene was frozen in time.

"Thank you..." Jiapei said for the second time, leaning on Abin's chest.

Stop by and take a look. . . Push it. . .

I think what the original poster said makes sense.

Stop by and take a look. . . Push it. . .

Stop by and take a look. . . Push it. . .

Goodgoodgoodgood

After looking around, I think this forum is good and the works are also very good. I recommend it. Thank you.

push! To let you share more

push! To let you share more

Stop by and take a look. . . Push it. . .