pure or evil

Author: huanhd
Word count: 11762
Neither of them knew how to start, how to pierce the last window paper. In the end, Ding Qian was straightforward. She threw Zhao Lin on the bed, tied her hands and feet with a belt, and blindfolded her with silk stockings. Zhao Lin couldn’t see, Ding Qian immediately became more courageous.

Zhao Lin enjoyed the feeling of sitting on her knees while Ding Qian was playing with her. To be honest, Zhao Lin didn’t know how far Ding Qian would go. Knowing that a sticky thing was stuffed into her mouth, it was naturally Ding Qian’s underwear that had been worn for twenty-four hours.

Ding Qian kept smiling sweetly. “Exhale all the air!” Zhao Lin did as she did, Ding Qian was worried, and shook Zhao Lin’s chest vigorously to expel the air. Then a smelly and heavy thing pressed on his nose, and he couldn’t breathe at all. Zhao Lin knew that this was Ding Qian’s chrysanthemum.

Straightforward, exactly Zhao Lin’s style, but it’s too…

It took about a minute for Zhao Lin to realize from the shock that she was suffocating. The violent twitching of her body caused Ding Qian to feel extremely refreshed. There was faint dripping of liquid from below, but she still couldn’t get up. It was brewing, and finally came the feeling. The moment she let go of Zhao Lin’s nose, a strong sluggish musk rushed out. Ding Qian couldn’t smell it herself, because Zhao Lin sucked it all in.

“Sorry, hey, you’re smoking, do you like it? Do you like everything about the goddess?” Ding Qian teased. Then he sat up again, and the chrysanthemum pressed Zhao Lin’s nose tightly, allowing the musk to be fully absorbed in his lungs.

Ding Qian grabbed Zhao Lin’s water glass by the bed, sat on Zhao Lin’s face and sprinkled it all over, then slowly poured it into Zhao Lin’s gagged mouth. It took five minutes to get fully soaked. At this time, Zhao Lin was already suffocated to death by Ding Qian’s chrysanthemum. She could only barely inhale a little taste, and she still had to let Ding Qian’s nectar flow into her mouth.

Ding Qian felt that the foreplay was almost done, so she turned around, covered Zhao Lin’s tall nose bridge with her bottom, and started to move vigorously back and forth. The honey water shot into the nasal cavity one by one, Zhao Lin couldn’t breathe. I had to open my mouth wide, looking for life in the gaps in the wine.

About half an hour later, Ding Qian had an orgasm and sprayed violently into Zhao Lin’s nostrils, which could not be refused. Then Ding Qian, who was drunk, fell asleep, and Ren Jianshuo’s sexy legs clamped Zhao Lin’s face.

Zhao Lin was sleepless all night. In the early morning of the second day, Ding Qian woke up, pulled the Nei Nei out of Zhao Lin’s mouth, but signaled the latter to keep silent. “Since this is the case, let’s do it thoroughly.”

Zhao Lin didn’t know what else could be considered thorough, but she was dragged to the bathroom by her hair. Zhao Lin listened to Ding Qian’s laughter, and felt the two long legs clamped into her head, facing her mouth below, and washed her mouth again with a soak of morning liquid.

The morning liquid is relatively strong, mixed with the bitterness of plum wine, which makes Zhao Lin intoxicated. But this was not over yet, Ding Qian forced Zhao Lin down on the toilet again, and sat down hard. Zhao Lin felt that her back was bent into an extreme angle, her mouth was only stuck on Ding Qian’s chrysanthemum, she had no choice.

Human intestinal pressure is great. When the chrysanthemum is combined with the oral cavity, the pressure was transmitted to Zhao Lin’s mouth, and her lips and tongue couldn’t resist it. Ding Qian became more and more excited. She pinched Zhao Lin’s neck tightly with both hands, feeling that strips of poop were being forced into the esophagus of this excellent man under his buttocks. Facts have proved that my hands are not as strong as the chrysanthemum, and I can’t completely strangle Zhao Lin’s esophagus, and the poop is still forced into it.

Zhao Lin’s pleasure of being ravaged was overwhelming. But it doesn’t smell bad. Until finally, some very dilute spray splashed out under the pressure, splashing all over the face, and a musky smell rushed straight to the back of the head.

Ding Qian was high above, and this feeling of conquest brought about a stronger orgasm. Ding Qian got up, stepped on Zhao Lin’s chest, looked at the distressed handsome face, and said with a smile, “Let’s not wrap it up tight?” Amidst loud shouts, Ding Qian vented out in such a majestic posture, and poured it on Zhao Lin’s face, neck, and hair, washing away the mud on his face. Of course, most of them were drunk by Zhao Lin.

“Hee hee, I washed my face and rinsed my mouth again, it’s clean now. Let’s lick your goddess clean, I’m going out to play today!” Saying this, Ding Qian turned around and bent down, exposing the chrysanthemum, allowing Zhao Lin to follow the smell to clean it up. The stockings had been wrapped around Zhao Lin’s eyes since yesterday, and Ding Qian deliberately shook her buttocks to let the mud rub against Zhao Lin’s face. Zhao Lin stuck out her tongue hesitantly, but was stopped by Ding Qian. “Just use your face! You are my toilet paper, hee hee hee…” Australian food is relatively simple. Ding Qian elegantly and beautifully made two sandwiches, chewing them slowly. Zhao Lin finally cleaned herself up, feeling a little embarrassed, not knowing how to deal with herself. Ding Qian asked this and that openly, and gradually the two returned to normal.

Just as Zhao Lin was about to eat, Ding Qian said with a smile, “Aren’t you full yet?” Zhao Lin blushed so much that she didn’t know what to say. I could feel that my stomach didn’t seem to be used to it, it was still twitching, and I quickly put down the sandwich. “Well, it’s summer here, you still wear boots, I’ll dry them out for you, let’s go hiking today, I have a pair of sandals that are quite small…”

“No, no, you can climb mountains, just wear boots.” Ding Qian smiled even more.

“But it already smells…” Zhao Lin knew something was wrong as soon as she said it.

“Hahaha!” Ding Qian laughed so hard. “I thought you couldn’t smell it yesterday, and didn’t say a word, so you know how to enjoy it!”

“Hey, to be honest, you really know how to play, better than I imagined.” Zhao Linjun blushed and stopped trying. After all, the poo has been tasted, so what’s the point of smelling a boot?

“This level, can you still bear it?” Ding Qian let go, but at the moment she also played it lightly, and looked elsewhere.

“Don’t worry, I will have as much fun as you want.” Zhao Lin was always considerate.

Well, I’m full, help me get the cotton socks in the box.

“In this hot day, your boots are already very thick. You wear cotton socks! Why don’t you eat and I’ll buy thin ones for you?” Zhao Lin said with concern.

“Fool!” Ding Qian sneered, and said with some embarrassment: “I wear more to cover my sweaty feet!”

As for why the sweaty feet are covered, it is self-evident. Ding Qian has this kind of charm of controlling the heat. In a word, Zhao Lin’s small tentIt even stood up.

“Morning you