Chapter 19. Clean Up Her S*men-Filled, F*cked Swollen P*ssy + Wake Up In The Morning

Ji Liucheng was indeed very talented, and only after he had f*cked Qi Yin to three orgasms did he c*m in Qi Yin’s p*ssy.

  

Qi Yin was really tired. At first she was able to shake her waist and scream in cooperation, but later on she had too many org*sms in a row and she just fell asleep in Ji Liucheng’s arms.

  

“Yinyin? Asleep?”

  

“Mmmm……”

  

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Mbl r*ppu oyp yzalyeu poszzld. Mbl zkrp olal vwadle swv yde vbl srldkdt nswze dsv cl nzsple nsxrzlvlzu. Kk Nkwnbldt eke dsv qllz kv obld bl oyp q*njkdt bla, cwv dso vbyv bl pyo kv okvb bkp sod lulp, kv oyp pbsnjkdt.

  

Eyp kv clnywpl bl bye q*njle bla vss byae?

  

Kk Nkwnbldt vssj bkp byde yde nyalqwzzu vswnble vbl xswvb sq vbl bszl, alyeu vs ekt swv vbl p*xld kdpkel, cwv fwpv yp bl vswnble kv, Ck Zkd kdhszwdvyakzu oykzle.

  

It should be painful.

  

Ji Liucheng regretted it and was angry at the same time.

  

He regretted that he hadn’t paid attention to Qi Yin’s body and had abused her p*ssy like this, and he was angry that Qi Yin didn’t tell him when she was in pain when she was being f*cked. Instead, she just kept shouting her pleasure.

  

“How can you be such a sl*t? You don’t even know to tell me when it hurts? “

  

If Qi Yin had shouted “pain” to him, he wouldn’t have f*cked her like that.

  

The more Ji Liucheng watched, the more distressed he became. He carefully pushed his fingers in, trying to slowly draw the c*m out, but Qi Yin’s p*ssy was naturally absorbent. When he pushed in just two fingers, she had to suck on his fingers with the walls of her p*ssy as if she were wrapped around a big d*ck. She was using the flesh of her p*ssy to desperately retain it, as if she was extremely reluctant to let it go.

  

“F*ck…..”

  

If Ji Liucheng had been more animalistic, he would not have been able to resist the temptation. He would have pulled his finger out and replaced it with a big d*ck.

  

But Ji Liucheng was not that beastly and cherished Qi Yin too much, so he could only wash Qi Yin’s p*ssy with a ragged gasp, his eyes glowing red as he said, “When the swelling in your little p*ssy goes down, let’s see how I can f*ck you again.”

  

In her sleepy state, Qi Yin gave a vague reply, as if she had agreed.

  

He went over and took Qi Yin in his arms and kissed her freshly washed p*ssy from the bottom up. 

  

The next day, Qi Yin was awakened by a strange sensation in her flowering p*ssy.

  

She could feel something being inserted into her p*ssy. It wasn’t too thick, with a warm sensation but a crisp, cool sensation where it passed.

  

“Mmm~”

  

Qi Yin lifted one side of her eyelid, saw the familiar figure, and closed her eyes again, still panting out with a bit of a dazed sleepy voice that was about to wake up: “Ah… Ji Liucheng, are you sleep r*ping me?”

  

Ji Liucheng’s ears tingled at her gasp.

  

But immediately afterwards, Qi Yin received a slap on the buttocks. Ji Liucheng finished the slap and then lectured with a stern face, “Don’t be fussy. I’m giving you medicine.”

  

Ji Liucheng did not want Qi Yin to make a scene.

  

But Qi Yin had to do it.

  

She lifted the covers off her body and rubbed her big t*ts on one side while contracting her p*ssy hard underneath.

  

“Come r*pe me if you want to. It’s not like I won’t let you.” 

Ji Liucheng’s breathing was instantly ragged.

  

He said, in a hoarse voice, “Don’t pinch me. Be a good girl and let me put the medicine on you.”

  

Qi Yin laughed softly, “What’s so great about medicine? Ji Liucheng, come and f*ck me, okay?”

  

Ji Liucheng’s complexion changed instantly.

  

But at that moment, there was a knock at the door and a familiar voice came in, “Young master, lunch is ready for you. When are you coming down?”

  

Ji Liucheng: “Soon, go down and wait for me first.”

  

The sound of footsteps outside the door faded away, and when he looked at Qi Yin on the bed, her face, which was as delicate as a flower just a moment ago, was already as cold as ice and frost.

  

Ji Liucheng hurriedly explained, “It’s Aunt Huo.”

  

Qi Yin: “I know. Why is she back again?”

  

Ji Liucheng: “My father. He didn’t feel comfortable with me being here alone, so he asked Aunt Huo to come over and take care of me.”

  

Qi Yin kicked away the hand Ji Liucheng put on her leg and got out of bed without saying a word.