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  • I Really Like My Sister

    Chapter 14. F*ck Her Til She Squ*rts. (Slight H)

    They were extremely sweaty. Their lower bodies were glued together without gaps, and the meat in the hole was inserted until it was about to blow, like fruit that was almost ripe to spoil.

      

    His d*ck pounded hundreds of times into her flower path, pounding the clear, lusty water into a fine white froth. The mouth of her p*ssy was sloppy, and the water mixed with c*m ran down her legs.

      

    She clim*xed. Her canal contracted violently, her tidal eruption coming without warning. The glans buried inside her were scalded with the water she let out. Chen Du almost couldn’t hold back his ej*culation.

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    He held back hard, remembering that Chen Jiashu had just laughed at him. He straightened his waist tirelessly, thrusting as if there was no end in sight. She could barely stand, wiggling her thin legs and struggling, “Enough, no more, stop.”

      

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    “Bxxxx, ds xsal, yb.”

      

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    The scene in front of him overlapped with the dream, and it was even more exciting than in the dream. Chen Du shot even more than the previous two times. The dark green silk was covered with white pulp, and it splattered a few strands of her long, loose hair.

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    Chen Jiashu was so hot from his essence that she curled up with her back arched. Her drowsy consciousness was a bit clearer for a few moments. She lifted her heavy eyelids and cursed him through clenched teeth and tears. Her speech was slurred, and he only vaguely heard the word beast.

      

    He closed his eyes for a moment to catch his breath, not daring to look in the mirror, and picked Chen Jiashu straight up to walk under the shower.

      

    She was right.

      

    He was a beast.

      

    Chen Du tested the temperature of the water and washed Chen Jiashu’s body carefully. He squeezed shampoo into his hands, held her hair and gently rubbed her scalp.

      

    She had a lot of hair, which was black and shiny as he grabbed it, and as the water rushed down from the top of her head, locks of her hair fell in soft waves. They draped heavily over her shoulders and neck, forming a strong visual contrast with the fine white flesh of her body.

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    It was the first time he had ever helped someone take a bath, and he was afraid of causing her pain, so when he washed her, he always asked Chen Jiashu if he had hurt her or if she was uncomfortable. Chen Jiashu drooped her eyelids, looking like she was too lazy to talk. She only told him to hurry up.

      

    He was so pretentious. She rolled her eyes in her mind. Now he knew how to behave when he was done. She was almost killed by him just now. Why didn’t he stop when she asked him to? Chen Jiashu hooked the corners of her mouth tiredly and leaned helplessly against Chen Du.

      

    He took the shower head off and rinsed it against her legs, his fingers digging in carefully, without a hint of eroticism. He gently rubbed the upper and lower lips of her lips with his fingers.

      

    Her lower body was so swollen from f*cking that she couldn’t close her legs. Her cl*toris was engorged with blood, and the heart was soft and sloppy. It was so delicate and fragile that he didn’t dare touch it with the towel for fear of hurting her.

      

    Chen Jiashu lost the energy she had when she walked through the door, lying limply on the bed with her eyes open. He didn’t know what she was thinking.

      

    They had been doing it almost continuously for half a day since at the mall. Once the two young bodies were in the throes of love and collided, they would burn like fire. One flirted with fire recklessly, and the other was indiscriminate. They were like two entangled beasts, and the first one to collapse was Chen Jiashu.

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    She couldn’t figure it out. She was a professional ballet dancer. In terms of physical strength and endurance, in fact, many boys may not be as strong as she was, yet she was f*cked by the seemingly gentle Chen Du like this. She had every reason to suspect that if she hadn’t passed out at the end, he would have had to press her down and thrust endlessly.

      

    “Do you want something to eat?” Chen Du asked as he lay next to her, carefully wrapping his arms around her waist.

      

    “Whatever.”

      

    “What do you want to eat? Fruit fish or mousse for dessert? You can also order some stew.”

      

    “Whatever.”

      

    Her expression was sullen, her tone was cold, and her voice was hoarse to the point of almost distortion. Chen Du knew he had just overdone it and dared not beckon her again. His arm reluctantly left her waist and he went downstairs to get her food.

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    Chen Du quickly returned from getting the meal. He didn’t order much, since they had to go home for dinner tonight. A plate of salmon sashimi, an oatmeal fruit salad, and a cup of milk tea.

      

    He saw that the girls in the restaurant had a cup of milk tea in their hands, so he also ordered a cup of the most popular grape succulent at the front desk, with a layer of cover on top. He carried it steadily all the way, as it wouldn’t look good if the cover fell apart.

      

    Chen Jiashu, however, said no, seeing the milk tea brow furrowed: “What kind of calorie explosion thing is this? A cup of fat, at least ten pounds. I never drink this.”

      

    It took Chen Du a moment to remember that she was a ballet dancer. She was horribly self-disciplined in terms of body management and her strict diet had become part of her life. Her picky eating was not a sickness; good dancers actually really had very little freedom off stage.

      

    Chen Du stood there somewhat bemused, like a test taker who had handed in the wrong answer sheet.

      

    Chen Jiashu lay on her back and rolled over, face to him, still speaking hoarsely, “What are you standing around for? I’m starving to death.”

      

    “Ah.” He walked over and put the food bag on the bedside table. He opened the plastic lid and took a piece of mango with a small fork, halfway to it and then suddenly stopped, his hand retracted, “Are you allergic to mangoes?”

      

    “No.” Chen Jiashu stretched her neck and rolled her tongue, taking the piece of mango in her mouth.

      

    Above and below her, even her tongue was pink, tender, and smooth. Just a moment ago, in the bathroom, her tongue licked across his chin and pecs, burning his heart to the point of bubbling.

      

    Chen Du’s throat tightened and he fed her a small half-box of fruit. Chen Jiashu had some strength after eating. She propped her arms up, sat up against the head of the bed, inserted the straw into the milk tea cup, and held the cup for a small sip.

      

    Chen Du: “….”

      

    “You bought it, so I can’t throw it away.”

      

    Fine.

      

    Chen Jiashu chewed on the fruit pulp and lifted her eyes to give him a glance. “Why aren’t you eating?”

      

    “I’m not hungry.” In the rush to and fro, he had forgotten to buy himself some.

      

    “Who are you kidding? You’ve shot three times, your lips are white, and you’re still trying to be a hero.”

      

    Chen Jiashu drank half of the milk tea, and gave the remaining half to Chen Du. She also waved her hand and said no to the small half box of fruit. The family still had dinner to eat, and her appetite was already small. If she ate too much and couldn’t eat at home, she would be subject to Wen Yun’s blank stare.

      

    How did that old witch give birth to this stupid log of a man like Chen Du? Chen Jiashu looked at Chen Du, who was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, eating, and she felt exasperated and amused.

      

    She set the alarm for 4 pm and slid down the head of the bed. She rolled over, turned her back to Chen Du, and closed her eyes to rest.

      

    Chen Du finished his milk tea and fruit, threw the box into the trash, and got up to go back to the bathroom to clean up the mess.

      

    The two boxes of condoms he had just bought today were instantly used up, and the sink and floor were a mess. He wrapped the condoms in paper towels and threw them away. He took a mop and wiped the floor and wall tiles clean, then walked over to the sink and looked at the teenager in the mirror.

      

    His lips were not white. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth were faintly oozing with dark red, bitten by Chen Jiashu. She scolded him for being an animal, as if she herself was not also a lunatic. She dressed in clothes, looking unworldly and cold, as if she didn’t know anything about the world, but she was sl*tty, cheap, and charming. Just touching her cl*toris would turn into tidal spray and any man who saw it would want to f*ck her to death.

      

    Chen Du lifted his right hand. His thumb scraped the corner of his mouth, and his finger rubbed a trace of blood. He stuck out his tongue and licked it off.

      

    It was fishy and sweet.

      

    Half as tasty as she was.


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    1. Nightwing

      *Ahem* She’s Not My Type But ~Amazing S*x Chemistry With My Annoying Older Sister *ahem*