Author: pitbull
Word count: 12674
At the beginning, both Ding Qian and Zhao Lin knew about each other’s desire, but they didn’t know 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. Until 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 thing pressed heavily 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. Liquid was dripping faintly from below, but she still couldn’t get up. After brewing, she finally felt it. The moment she let go of Zhao Lin’s nose, a violent fart rushed out without sloppy. 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 she sat up again, Chrysanthemum pressed Zhao Lin’s nose tightly, allowing the fart smell to be fully absorbed in her lungs.
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