The Girl Who Snuck into an All-Male School

thighs apart, letting Cheng Yimian see in detail how the light purplish-red me*t thrust into the small hole.

The greedy small mouth didn’t care at all whose s*x organ it belonged to.
As long as it was a big pole, it would swallow it without any hesitation.

The watery crimson red hole grew pale from being filled.
You might think that it was about to reach its limit, but it didn’t.

Cheng Yimian looked at it and his heart felt like it was burning.
He didn’t know if it was l*st or jealousy.

At this time, Yan Shi’s body leaned ahead while swaying, and fell on top of Cheng Yimian’s body.

Cheng Yimian used his hand to pacify Yan Shi’s tender br**sts.
Her er*ct n*pples rubbed against Cheng Yimian’s palm teasingly, sedvcing Cheng Yimian to taste it in his mouth.

“Yimian, my br**sts are so itchy.” Yan Shi’s voice sounded gooey due to Nan Fengyi’s f*ck.

Cheng Yimian lowered his head and expertly sucked on her snowy br**sts.
His bright red tongue licked her n*pples l*wdly, while his other hand still grabbed her n*pple that had been abandoned at one side.

“Yimian’s sweet milk was f*cked out, wuu… such a waste, I want more.” Yan Shi’s entire body was deeply sunk into the waves of l*st.
The tender me*t in her hole was rubbed until it turned red and numb, but she still yearned for s*x.

Nan Fengyi used more and more strength, as if he wanted to f*ck Yan Shi’s small hole each time until it rot.

Yan Shi was f*cked till she lost her soul, and could only let out unmeaningful sounds of ‘en ah’.

After f*cking for a thousand more times, Nan Fengyi shot out his c*m, burning Yan Shi that she died a little that round.

Nan Fengyi had already finished shooting, but Cheng Yimian hadn’t shot yet.
Yan Shi’s small mouth was not on par with her small hole, and Cheng Yimian was holding himself back, waiting to pour his c*m into Yan Shi’s small hole.

The two energetic young men took turns to f*ck her hole and shot their c*m, filling up Yan Shi’s small stomach fully.

Yan Shi really thought that she was about to die from the f*ck on the bed.
Each time she shook her body, the c*m in her womb would shake as well.
Yan Shi could almost hear the sound of the c*m slapping against the walls of her womb.

The thick me*t pole buried its entire sh*ft inside every time.
Yan Shi’s slender legs could only spread open powerlessly, allowing the two young men to do whatever they wanted with her body.

Yan Shi didn’t know how many times she’d cl*maxed herself.
She pleaded with soft voices, but neither Cheng Yimian nor Nan Fengyi would listen to her.

In the end, Yan Shi’s pair of tender br**sts were covered in finger marks and kiss bites.
Her small stomach and thighs were all covered in white c*m that had been shot by the young men.

Yan Shi laid on her back on the bed, looking as if she was broken.
Her small stomach still trembled slightly, and each time it would spit out white, thick c*m that gurgled out from her hole.

But this was just Yan Shi in her dreams.
In reality, Yan Shi was still lying in her sleeping bag.
The small flower between her legs wasn’t being f*cked by the two strong young men, but a massive amount of l*wd water was also being released that made her underw*ar completely drenched.

The daylight was too bright outside.
Yan Shi was still in her l*wd dream, unable to wake up.
Meanwhile, Nan Fengyi couldn’t sleep and already woke up early.
Nan Fengyi looked at Yan Shi, and did not wake her up.
He went out of the tent alone.

Bei Xingyan arrived as promised, and coincidentally met Nan Fengyi who was coming out of the tent.
He didn’t even plan to greet Nan Fengyi as he stretched out his hands to flip the front of the tent.

Nan Fengyi grabbed Bei Xingyan’s hand.
Both of their eyes met.

“Let go.” Bei Xingyan always had a lazy smile on his face, but now it had completely vanished.

Nan Fengyi did not give in just because Bei Xingyan was his senior, as he said: “What is the relationship between you and Little Guy?”

Nan Fengyi had heard that Bei Xingyan also went to look for Yan Shi when he and Yan Shi disappeared.

Bei Xingyan heard his question, and thought that it sounded funny.
He smirked: “About that, you’ll have to ask Xiao Yan Shi yourself.
If I tell other people about our relationship without her permission, she might just cry from anxiety.”

What kind of relationship would elicit such a reaction from Yan Shi?

Just when Nan Fengyi was blanking out, Bei Xingyan lowered his body and entered the tent.