Chapter 92. Sitting in Black Silk and Holding to F*ck (h.)

“……” Chen Jinan was helpless for a moment. “You were looking for me to come here just to talk about this? Okay, no, okay? What’s wrong with you?”

“You went to a parent-teacher conference; what did the teacher say to you?”

“About what?”

“Did your daughter go out and make friends with anyone 1 She is insinuating that Jiashu has a man sponsoring her ?”

“Jiashu… Jiashu is very well behaved at school; the teachers all say she studies with Xiao Du every day. Wen Yun, what the f*ck are you talking about 2 Hence his extreme reaction to the question ?”

Inevitably, there was another heated argument, and finally Chen Jinnan threw the car door open and slammed it, “I’m going to order food first; you see the time to come over.” After saying that, he impatiently walked away.

Wen Yun leaned back in her seat, her gaze skimming over the bright and neat school buildings outside the car window, and a ridiculous conjecture popped up in the cold.

It was ridiculous to the point of absurdity.

She sat in the car for a long time, lost in thought, outside the car park, with the majestic, towering laboratory building directly in front of her.

“Hmmm… well…” Chen Jiashu sat on the lab bench with her upper body scrunched up. Her white coat slid down her shoulders as if it were about to fall off. She had no underwear on, and the crotch of her stockings was stuck directly on the heart of her flesh. Her two l*bia were astringent. Chen Du kissed her, cupping the back of her head with one hand.

Her collar was wide open, and her two tender, pink n*pples stood trembling in the air, next to the zip of Chen Du’s school uniform. It was so cold that she shivered lightly and involuntarily shrank. Chen Du’s thigh was between her legs, forcefully pressing her centre and using his knee to f*ck her hot, wet, soft flesh. “Mmm …… ah, itchy ……” She was hot all over, and her skin was flushed pink. Her little p*ssy, wrapped in stockings, rubbed up and down.

Chen Du carried her down and sat her on his lap, surrounding her from behind. The thick and hot stick was pressed against her, and she felt it through the stockings. He put on a white coat for her and brought two bottles. The reagents were placed on the table. “Okay, let’s do the experiment.”

“Add phenolphthalein first, this bottle…” He taught her by hand to drip the test tube while his hand went under the white coat and turned her head, and his palm wrapped around the soft mounds of her bre*sts.

“Why is it still pink?” Chen Jia Shu asked with a slight gasp, “There’s been a lot of acid dripped in, ah.”

As if he hadn’t heard, Chen Jiashu’s freshly buttoned white coat was torn and peeled away again as he ran his hand down the side of her waist and into her stockings, slipping between her folds and stroking back and forth along the fleshy flesh of the two pieces of soft flesh. The black stockings were pushed up against a hand-shaped bulge, and he wrapped his large palm around her privates. His fingers moved up and down, massaging her little fleshy clit with his thumb knuckles.

“Mmmmmm! ……” Chen Jiashu almost lost her grip on the dropper. She nearly fell over onto the pile of bottles and jars in front of her as she climbed over the edge of the table with a red face. “Lighter, lighter, dummy.”

Chen Du licked the back of her neck and earlobes back and forth, licking them so that they were wet and burning hot. He squeezed her bre*st more and more vigorously, the two tender bre*sts being softened into various shapes by his grip, and the huge, hot rod under his pants pumped shallowly into her p*ssy through her stockings.

Chen Jiashu was held from behind with no support in front of her, and he made her undulate in small circles. Her hand shook as she gripped the reagent dropper. The diluted hydrochloric acid shook out of the thin glass tube and splashed on the table. Her p*ssy flooded with more lust, shivering and dripping all over. The crotch of the stocking was wet with a large water stain, darkening and sticking to her p*ssy. The black silk wrapped around the hidden white flesh of her ass. The black silk was wrapped around the hidden white flesh of the buttocks, nestled in the wet red flesh, so full that they were full of colour and flesh.

Chen Du’s eyes glazed over as he clamped down on both of her legs. His rod was still pushing in deeper, as if he wanted to poke the stockings through her p*ssy. There was a sonorous heartbeat on her thin back, and he hugged her sensitive ear and pretended to say, “What experiment did sister do?”

His long, powerful palm stroked up from her ankle, erotically, caressing the side of her flesh with light or heavy strokes. The thick calluses deliberately stroked the delicate, sensitive area. They rubbed against the stockings as if tiny currents of electricity were blasting through her skin, and she felt the tingling all the way to her heart.

Chen Jiashu was attacked by the enemy again. Her body was tightly bound by him, and her hands were tucked behind her. Her white coat was half dropped, and his bare shoulders were exposed. Chen Du’s hot, rough tongue licked up from her clear butterfly bone, licking her neck and sucking the tender flesh on the back of her neck hard.

“Mmmm, light, don’t lick, suck, ah… ah!” She arched sensitively and tucked her waist. The heat from the back of her neck to the rest surged, and a large wave of honey leaked from her flower hole.

The two pieces of soft flesh that opened and closed were thwarted by the rough fingers that made them shiver and tremble

The chair, the lab table, the cabinet door, the sofa… he pressed her into any place he could. The cold lab was steaming with erotic heat. Chen Jiashu was drenched in sweat and held tightly by Chen Du, sucking and thrusting her t*ts. The two n*pples were sucked to a bloodied purple, standing on her red-marked, finger-printed bre*sts. The little slit beneath was pounded and dripping with juice, clenching the purple-black d*ck that moved in and out of the centre, gulping waterily.

“Mmmm, ah, gently, gently… there, there, mmmm…” The young girl’s delicate moans mingled with the watery sounds of their lower bodies. The hot, wet hole was full of their lustful juices, which mixed when he came in and she flowed out. It was all blocked by the big meat stick inside. The thick head was stuck in the mouth of the hole like an umbrella and could not be pulled out.

Chen Jiashu was held in his arms as he f*cked her, pumping her little a*s up and down with frantic rapidity. The two tender, red bunnies were being shaken out of their stumps, and the little flesh was puffing out. Her p*ssy was full of gurgling, wiggling water. She was panting and pelting again and again, biting into Chen Du’s shirt and weeping, saying she was dying.

On the bright, sunny day, they hid in the empty lab, having a desultory daydream for two. Pulling the curtains tight, they were unaware that the world outside the window had somehow begun to gradually darken along with the clouds.

TLN: A little later than I anticipated. I wanted to finish the main story before I started back posting to avoid interruptions. Unfortunately, plans cannot keep up with changes, and I managed to get the flu. :’) Regardless, posts will be steady since I have resumed. Thank you guys for your patience thus far.