Chapter 69. Which Do You Like? (h)

Chen Jiashu was once again shocked by Chen Du’s shamelessness.

Outside stood the school leader of Yishui, as well as the heavyweight seniors. The voices were clearly audible here. He was listening to the core values of the new era, but he still had the heart to f*ck her.

The freshly dressed panties were peeled off with a hand. Chen Du twisted her two p*ssy lips, “How can you go out when you’re this wet?”

Who was responsible for this wetness? Chen Jiashu wanted to curse. Her ears were full of the talk of the family and the state, and her bottom was full of water. His hands were tender and soft, and the pleasure and shame went hand in hand, making her very divided.

Chen Du seemed to have an addiction to the matter of cheating. The more taboo it was, the more energetic he was. Outside, they were chatting about the great rivers, and yet, he was here flirting. He was simply not right in the head. His fingers inside were running rampant while the other fingers circled around the mouth.

The calluses from playing basketball all year round were pressed on the delicate and sensitive labia. It circled slowly and the pleasure was intermittent, like Ling Chi. [1] Chen Jiashu raised her neck and panted like a cat. Her whole body was soaked in sweat. She shivered under the pleasure.

Chen Du stroked her little p*ssy through until he had enough of playing with it. While she slackened off a bit, he suddenly jabbed inwards, hitting the deep red fleshy wall at once.

“Ah!” Her p*ssy was deep, but her sensitive spot was shallow. He caught her at the door of her life. Her entire body shivered with excitement. The corners of her eyes immediately turned red, and she twisted her waist, convulsing and spraying water up and down.

“You’re sprinkling so quickly, sister? I haven’t even gotten my hand in yet.” Chen Du held her writhing waist down, his voice low, as if with a bit of ridicule, “How did you play with yourself before?”

She felt like she was being scalded. Her body was tingling, and her lower body tingled with gusts of electricity, “Just, just like that…”

“Like what? Like that?” His fingers squeezed into the petals, stirring them in a secretive and unrestrained manner. He reined in the tightness of her tunnel and his fingertips dug shallowly into the tender flesh, making some slurping sounds as he nibbled on her ear, “Do you like it a little gentler, a little slower?” Suddenly, he went straight to the point and poked it to the bottom, breaking through her p*ssy and pounding it straight into the deepest part of it. His knuckles curved up as if to open the opening of her womb as well. Chen Jiashu spasmed like an electric shock. Her pupils widened abruptly, and her slender shoulders shook minutely, “No. ……”

He tightened his arms around her and gave a hard twist on the delicate cl*toris, “Oh, or do you like it a little more direct and fierce?”

“Which one, sister? Tell me ok?” The muscles on his arms looked lean, but they were all bulging out as he moved, circling around Chen Jiashu’s waist. A long, cold fair hand on the bright red tender p*ssy, with two fingers entering the honey dripping p*ssy lips to go in long and straight.

“Mmmm, mmm ……” Chen Jiashu tilted her head up, amused, biting her lower lip and chanting delicately. Her waist resumed to follow the movements of the fingers in her p*ssy as she continued to surge upward. Her two long legs coiled upwards around his waist, and her flood of wetness soaked onto him as she daintily begged for pleasure. “Heavier, like heavier… mmm, that’s it, ah ……”

“Is that so?” Chen Du laughed lowly as his index finger touched the bud on her p*ssy, softly circling the small labia a few times. He caused Chen Jiashu to flow even more fiercely, comfortably, and impatiently. Her two fair arms voluntarily wrapped around his shoulders, and her slender waist collapsed into his arms. Her butt bucked up and down cooperatively as she closed her eyes and grunted, fully intoxicated by the raging, private love.

She hung like a tree wombat over Chen Du, and her totally dependent position made him sigh tersely with satisfaction and comfort. He looked at the ceiling mirror while he softened her white, fleshy buttocks. His finger dripped with lust as he pulled it out and wiped it brightly on her cl*t. “So much water in this little hole. It’s so hot in this p*ssy, tsk.”

“Uh, more ……” The sudden emptiness in her p*ssy had the slightly cool air burrowing in. The chill in her lower area made her shiver and shake as she haphazardly peeled off Chen Du’s shirt with both hands, shifting lightly to let her shivering little flesh rise up and rub herself on him. She wanted his hot dick to warm her up. Below, she tickled badly.

“You …… Why are you so slutty?” Chen Du’s eyes changed at once. He launched ruthlessly and opened her p*ssy to re-enter, pounding in. With one hand, he pounded her p*ssy wildly until it was messy with water everywhere. Her eyelids were covered in sweat that dripped from her forehead, and her thick eyelashes were slightly raised. She looked at him mistily. “Ah …… Ah so good……”

Another finger was added and now three fingers were stuck in the fleshy channel changing directions to expand and dig. Chen Du’s hands were much longer and more slender than normal. One finger could easily slide from the top of the screen to the bottom. His bone line was also long. His hands were the material that was born to play the piano.

But Wen Yun wanted to raise her child to be an intellectual genius; preferably a wealthy scientist or something like that. “Art and other things are only for people with no IQ to make a living. There is no point. “

As a child, Chen Du focused on intellectual and recreational development. Otherwise, it would have been a pity that he did not learn the piano because of his innate conditions.

After he was done with his talent for playing the piano, he then proceeded to abuse Chen Jiashu. He poked his finger in every time to the deepest part, digging out a lot of lustful water. He bent his index finger, using his knuckles to squeeze the red, swollen little bud before lowering his head to hold her lips. He swallowed all her tiny whimpers into his belly with his teeth lovingly rubbing over her lips, “Is my hand good or is the vibrator good? “

Chen Jiashu blinked hard, her voice soft and shaky, “Both um …… both good ……”

Shivering to explore his head, her soft white palm pressed through his pants on his hot choking organ. She raised her cat-like eyes to look at him, full of crispy spring water, “This one, um …… This one is the best.”

Chen Du stiffened. His forehead veins burst with a few consecutive jumps, and his muscles were tense and shaking, looking ready to lose control. The madness in his eyes made Chen Jiashu’s heart jump, and she trembled in his arms, barely hanging on.

He pressed her back to hold her tighter, the corners of his mouth twitching a little. He smiled through gritted teeth, “You really always have a way of screwing me.”

[1] Ling Chi is also called the slow death or the lingering death. It is what is known as the death of a thousand cuts.