Double penetration, plundering hypnosis entries

Lin Yuan walked around behind her, appreciating the scene before him with burning eyes.

The tight ninja suit was now completely stretched on Ashaji's round buttocks, outlining the perfect peach shape.

Even more alluring was the fact that the fabric at the base of her legs was already soaked, shimmering with an ambiguous, watery sheen under the moonlight.

"What a beautiful pose."

Lin Yuan commented in a low voice, but he deliberately avoided touching the place she most desired to be touched.

His fingers simply slid lightly along the inside of her thigh.

Ashaji's breathing became more and more rapid, and her forehead rested on the cold floor.

Her hips swayed slightly uncontrollably, as if in silent invitation.

Lin Yuan chuckled softly and suddenly used his fingertips to gently scrape the wet fabric.

"what!"

Ashaji let out a short scream and her hips trembled violently.

"Shh..."

Lin Yuan leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Do you want everyone outside to hear?"

His fingers once again ran harshly across the wet fabric.

"Here...it's already like this."

Ashaji flushed with shame, but she couldn't deny her reaction.

When Lin Yuan finally pulled off the piece of cloth that was in the way,

The contact with the cold air made her shiver uncontrollably.

Then she felt his burning gaze fixed on her.

Lin Yuan was not in a hurry, but slowly traced the curve of her hips with his fingertips.

Occasionally, he would deliberately brush against the sensitive edge of the area, causing Ashaji to shudder.

"Lin...Lin Yuan..."

Ashaji finally couldn't help it, and her words were filled with unprecedented pleading.

"Don't...don't torture me..."

"How is this torture?"

Lin Yuan rudely avoided the place where she needed to be touched the most.

"This is training your...endurance."

His fingers suddenly penetrated her already slippery thighs, but only lightly circled around the outside.

Ashaji's hips unconsciously followed Lin Yuan's hand and swayed, like a hen in heat, craving for more.

“So cute…”

Lin Yuan chuckled, then suddenly put two fingers together and slowly pressed...

"Well!"

Ashaji's back arched suddenly, and a suppressed scream escaped from her lips.

"Boom!"

Lin Yuan pulled out his fingertips, holding on tightly, and pulled them out with a shameful "boo" sound.

Then, like a lotus root being severed, a thin thread broke in mid-air.

"Want more?"

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, his fingertips still wet with her fluids, "Then beg me."

Ashaji's rationality has long been shattered by desire.

Immediately, I said the words I never thought I would say: "Please... please... give me..."

Ashaji's pleading voice was particularly clear in the empty training ground.

On the steel beam, Jinghe Ying suddenly covered her mouth.

She never thought that her always dignified sister would make such a shameful request.

"Sister, you actually...!"

Sakura dug her fingertips deep into her palms, leaving several scratches on the wooden beams with her nails.

Her gaze shifted uncontrollably, meeting Lin Yuan's gaze as he looked up.

Lin Yuan's mouth curled up into an evil arc.

He deliberately raised his fingers, which were stained with Ashaji, to the moonlight, and the silver thread stretched out a thin line between his fingers.

What made Ying even more suffocated was that Lin Yuan's already erect desire was fully displayed before her.

"Wow... (II) The wife of the umbrella...? Pulling... Mountain..."

A whimper escaped from Ying's throat, and her legs unconsciously clamped together.

The hideous size still had the moist sheen of my sister, and it looked particularly erotic in the moonlight.

Ashaji noticed something was wrong and was about to look up, but Lin Yuan held her neck.

"do not move."

His voice was hoarse, but his eyes were still fixed on the steel beam.

"Keep using your mouth..."

"Yes."

Ashaji's ears were red as blood, but she opened her red lips obediently.

Her tongue licked the entrance awkwardly, and her hands supported Lin Yuan's thighs.

Ying's mind went blank as she watched her sister serving Lin Yuan.

There were still tears on Ashaji's eyelashes, but her red lips were stretched to the limit, with a silver thread flowing from the corner of her lips.

This was completely different from the sister she remembered, who was always calm and composed.

Lin Yuan deliberately adjusted the angle,

Sakura could clearly see how hard Asaki was trying to swallow it all.

He even combed Ashaji's hair with his fingertips in a mean manner, whispering as if praising a pet: "Well done... a little deeper."

Ashaji whimpered, but obediently relaxed her throat to allow Lin Yuan to go deeper.

Physiological tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and the tip of her nose was stained with a crimson red of passion.

Sakura unconsciously imitated her sister and licked her dry lips with the tip of her tongue.

Her inner thighs were a mess.

The collar of the tights was ripped open by herself at some point, revealing a large area of ​​red skin.

When Lin Yuan suddenly pressed down on the back of Ashaji's head and thrust her waist upwards, Ying finally couldn't help but let out a small gasp.

Ashaji's eyes rolled back and saliva flowed uncontrollably down her chin, completely unaware of the tiny movement.

At the same time, her love for Lin Yuan made her relax her throat and accept Lin Yuan's actions.

“Well done Asha ji…”

Lin Yuan patted his head in praise and said with a smile, "You've accomplished this on your first try. You're quite talented in this kind of thing."

These words made Jinghe Ying, who was sitting on the steel beam, tremble all over.

Seeing my sister being developed to the extreme,

Suddenly I realized that my fingers had slipped into my thighs without me noticing when.

The worst thing is that when Ashaji was concentrating,

Lin Yuan raised his head and gave Ying a provocative smile, mouthing silently:

"Your turn will come soon."

Jinghe Ying was struck by lightning.

"Lin Yuan..."

"For me too..."

"How could it... become like this..."

Sakura's fingertips dug deep into her thighs, but she couldn't suppress the heat flowing deep inside.

The training suit fabric rubbed against the stiff top.

Every slight movement brings an electric shock.

"It should have been stopped..."

When the sister's sobbing sound came intermittently with Lin Yuan's actions,

The sound of wet water is particularly clear on the silent steel beams.

That was the sound of her own fingertips stirring between her legs.

"Sister looks...very comfortable..."

The image of Ashaji with tears in her eyes but looking up is unforgettable in my mind.

Ying was horrified to find that when she imagined Lin Yuan treating her the same way he treated his sister, her fingertips suddenly became more intense.

"That posture... so embarrassing..."

The image of herself kneeling in front of Lin Yuan like a bitch emerged in her mind, and Ying suddenly clamped her legs together.

The most terrifying thing was that this fantasy gave her an unprecedented pleasure.

"But when I'm looked at like that..."

Lin Yuan's hunting gaze seemed to penetrate her clothes and caress her body.

"If my sister knew about this, I would..."

Thinking that I might have to face my sister in the same shameful manner,

The tips of Sakura's ears felt so hot that they were about to burn.

But when Lin Yuan mouthed "It's your turn",

She actually felt a shameful contraction deep inside her.

As if expecting something...

Lin Yuan's breathing became more rapid, and his fingers dug deep into Ashaji's hair.

He could feel her warm mouth trying to please him, her soft tongue constantly sweeping across.

"coming soon......"

Lin Yuan warned hoarsely.

Instead of retreating, Ashaji tightened her cheeks even more and clung to his thighs with both hands.

Her eyes were watery from suffocation, but she looked up at him stubbornly, as if silently begging for reward.

With a burst of violent excitement, Lin Yuan suddenly pressed the back of her head!

“Hmm…!”

Ashaji's pupils suddenly contracted.

The scalding explosion exploded in her mouth without warning.

She instinctively tried to retreat, but Lin Yuan firmly grasped the back of her head, forcing her to endure every wave of attack.

A few drops of milky white liquid overflowed from the corner of her mouth and slid down her chin.

When Lin Yuan finally let her go, Ashaji started coughing violently, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Finally, she closed her eyes and her throat rolled.