CHAPTER 9

Crossing the campus [9]

　Li Xin's eyes were still blocked by Li Zhao, because the sight was blocked, the feeling of other parts of the body became more and more obvious.

　The body fluids of the two were already mixed together, Li Xin bit her lip and supported her hands down uncontrollably, for fear that she would fall softly on top of Li Zhao.

　"Brother...um....brother..."

　The tender mussels were terrifyingly sensitive. Li Xin could even feel the veins on Li Zhaonan's roots that were swelled by excitement. her stimulation.

　The sound of Li Zhao's breathing was right in her ears, and Li Xin endured and endured it, and finally put his legs together and rubbed his giant object fiercely.

　"Brother... uh, let me turn..."

　The sound of water stains came from the part where the two were touching. Li Xin squeezed his knees slightly, sat on the ground and raised his body. The lower body was taken away from Li Zhao.

　She lowered her waist slightly, raised her buttocks, and a few strands of lustful silver threads stuck between the lower bodies of the two of them along with her movements.

　The snow-white and round buttocks have amazing elasticity unique to a girl. Although they are not large, they are perfectly shaped, especially the blood-filled flower hole between the buttocks.

　"Brother."

　Li Xin's longing voice sounded again, this time Li Zhao did not ignore her again. He turned her body around and looked at her face reddened by lust, all the indifference of the past had been replaced by coquettishness.

　Watching a cold beauty surrender under him, almost all men will have a pleasant sense of conquest.

　"Axin, I'm sorry."

　Li Zhao pressed her forehead against hers, and the hair on the foreheads of the two of them was a little sweaty. Their clothes were even intact, but the junctures hidden under the clothes were still clinging to each other.

　"Brother," Li Xin shook his waist and rubbed his hard object, smiling bewitched, "You're already like this, do you still want to say sorry?"

　Li Zhao groaned with a sudden gratefulness, his pupils flushed slightly, he leaned against Li Xin's shoulder, pressed her waist, and rubbed vigorously.

　He didn't break through the last layer of obstacles, but the bell mouth scraped the flower beads between her mussels from time to time, causing her to subconsciously shrink the flesh petals, as if they were tightly adsorbing him.

　For a while, only two people were left in the room, breathing lightly.

　Li Xin felt that Li Zhao was afraid of something, although they were not really incest, but they did what they shouldn't. His current appearance is more like venting his feelings, and she can subtly perceive the despair under this passion.

　So he hardly looked into her eyes and didn't dare to kiss her lips, except for the lingering lower body, he didn't even dare to touch.

　Li Xin sighed in her heart. She stretched out her hand and gently wrapped her arms around Li Zhao's neck, her slightly thin peach lips pecked at his forehead, the tip of his nose, and even his lips.

　Li Zhao's body trembled violently, and the hands attached to her waist became even harder.

　"Brother, don't be afraid."

　Maybe there is such a thing as telepathy. Their passion and desire are double, pleasure is double, but even pain is double. Li Xin didn't want to say more, just looked into his eyes so that he could clearly see his own thoughts.

　Li Zhao was slightly startled, and after a while, he pursed his lips and smiled helplessly, approached her a few inches, and kissed her forcefully.

　The soft tip of the tongue slid into her mouth, and Li Zhao's lower body twitched, bringing out more clear liquid from the soft and warm gap, and attached to the legs of the two.

　When the pleasure accumulated to the peak, Li Xin seemed to hear Li Zhao's vague words.

　- "I lost to you."