The thick and long s*x popped out from the crotch of his pants. The erect crown turned a hideous purple-red, and the inner tendons protruded. Chen Du’s lower body pressed against Chen Jiashu, pulling her hand to touch his d*ck, “You can touch it. Feel how much it wants to f*ck you.” The two sacs were heavy, hot, and bulging, full of yang essence.
“…..” Chen Jiashu’s fingers trembled uncontrollably. The strong and dominant Chen Du felt strange to her.
She saw herself in the mirror, naked. Her hair was loose, and her ponytail was tied loosely falling over her bare, white shoulders and pearly whites. Her tender, red p*ssy stood out from among the black hair, being softly thwarted back and forth by two fair, gentle hands. She was gripping the man’s d*ck in her hands, and his d*ck was hot and throbbing. Her p*ssy tingled and throbbed while the tickling water dripped from the centre of her heart, soaking most of her stockings. It was a sl*tty look, as if she was just waiting to be f*cked.
The finger in her hole pushed in deeper and she was pushed upwards, her bre*sts swaying. Chen Du nibbled on her ear and asked her, “Do you want to be f*cked, sister? Hmm?”
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“…..” She focused her eyes but was unable to speak. Her eyes in the mirror were red. Her cheeks were flushed pink, f*cked, and cooked, and all that came out of her mouth was a broken moan.
“Listen here, no one else is allowed to come to the dance studio to watch you dance anymore, eh?” Chen Du’s words were thick and hot. His breath was slightly ruffled, but his ramming movements didn’t stop at all. They were steady and strong, his bones slamming the tips of her buttocks red.
“What’s wrong with you! Bastard, ah! Gently,” Chen Jiashu cried out in shock, her white palms desperately slapping his sturdy arms. “You’re insane! I told you to be gentle! Are you a dog!”
With swelling jealousy clogging his heart, Chen Du smiled contemptuously with a slight self-deprecating coldness, “Yeah, I’m your dog.”
The sex inside her body pounded the mouth of her uterus heavily. The slit sucked ravenously at the thin, tender walls, turning her limp. Chen Jiashu was f*cked until the view before her darkened. She took a deep breath in, feeling the smacks on her supple, fair, pink bottom. “You… be gentle, it’s going to be broken by you.”
The opening of her womb was rammed, and her little hole was repeatedly pressed into a surprisingly large shape. A sore, numbing sensation exploded in her lower body, a pleasure she was already familiar with. It leapt from the soles of her feet and rapidly attacked her entire body. Her vision slowly lost focus and her sloppy flower dripped all over the floor as if she were incontinent.
Chen Du squinted his eyes and looked into the mirror. It looked like she was about to pee herself. She had already come twice, and his p*nis was covered in the juices from her flower hole. The two lips were overly rubbed into a soft, crimson red, pathetically attached to the d*ck that was still moving tirelessly in and out.
Chen Jiashu was in a state of ecstasy, almost pierced through by the blade inside her lower body. Tears flowed uncontrollably all over her face. One of her legs was held in the man’s hand, and the other was unable to use any strength at all. It swayed limply on the floor like a dying swan. She twisted her head back and whimpered, struggling and crying, “No, no more, that’s enough.”
Chen Du gave a tsk, “How is that enough? Sister doesn’t like being f*cked by me?”
The emotional Chen Du was never a good younger brother, but rather like a vicious wolf. Chen Jiashu was so dizzy that she couldn’t tell which one was the real him.
Both of her legs were lifted up in the air, and she was held wide open in front of the mirror. She was pinned to the big, strong teenager moving behind her, and his thick, purple, horrible s*x moved in and out of the thin, red, narrow flesh, as if in endless forced coercion with the beast. Chen Du’s eyes were red underneath, flashing two white-tipped tiger teeth as he twisted her face and forced her to kiss him.
“Should I f*ck the pee out of my sister? Show me my sister’s pee, eh?” Chen Du’s eyes were red, and he was practically crazy. The crown of his wet d*ck was sliding in and out along the red inner edge. His fingers deliberately pressed on her urethral opening to squeeze and softly thwart it, smiling at Chen Jiashu in the mirror, “Do you want to pee? I’ll help you if you can’t pee, huh? Shh.”
“No, um… no… ahhh…ahhh.” Her little hole was sour, but in the end, she didn’t urinate. The lack of water caused her to cough and almost choke on her own saliva. The two soft lips of her l*bia were on fire, a fire that burned from her little p*ssy into her stomach, as if to burn her to death. She hung her hands helplessly, shivering from the f*cking.
Chen Jiashu was dying from the f*ck, with whiteness in front of her eyes. She pinched the muscles in his arm, moaning dumbly, “Ah, ah, uh, son of a bitch, you’re killing me.”
He loved to hear her call him names. No matter how vicious the words her little red mouth spit out, they were nice and pretty. She could always make him choke shamelessly. He really wanted to f*ck her to death, but he couldn’t help hugging and kissing her, sinking deeper and deeper into her, making it harder and harder to hold onto his grip on himself.
The overwhelming love for her was born from the long-dormant palpitations of his heart, hidden beneath the facade of brotherhood, family and kindness. The unashamed love he had for his own sister.
The uproarious moaning and the internal collision of their bodies reverberated in the empty dance studio and were magnified in the locked room. After a hundred or so rough strokes, she was held down and sat down, and his ferocious, hideous sex was stabbing straight into the deepest part of her. He stabbed against her narrow opening, and a swarm of thick white-hot male s*men poured into her womb, slamming into her delicate inner walls. It filled her empty little p*ssy that had been pounded by his d*ck.
“How could it be?” He sucked her tender red mouth deeply. The poppy sweetness made him fall into it, and he sighed in a low, coarse voice, “Sister was born to f*ck me.”
So..no more condoms?