Double penetration, plundering hypnosis entries

When Ying thought she was finally free, she felt a hot hard object pressing against her thigh through the fabric.

He bit her earlobe and whispered:

"Sister-in-law, do you want to guess...what does your brother-in-law want to hear now?"

The girl's eyelashes were stuck together by her tears.

When Lin Yuan rubbed her most sensitive spot with his hips,

The broken words finally slipped out from between her teeth: "...I want to be...soiled...by my brother-in-law..."

This sentence seemed to turn on some kind of switch, and Lin Yuan suddenly pinched her waist and increased the friction.

Sakura tilted her neck back in overwhelming pleasure, not noticing the man was restraining himself from actually entering her.

As the scalding liquid seeped into her skin through the fabric, she heard a devilish whisper: "I'll give it to you next time we meet..."

Lin Yuan's fingertips lingered on Jinghe Ying's waist.

It was like playing some musical instrument, sending shivers down her skin.

At the same time, he deliberately used his knee to push her legs apart.

But always keep a distance,

Let the burning heat just barely touch her.

“That’s a beautiful sound.”

Lin Yuan smiled softly and held her red earlobe in his mouth.

Satisfied to feel the girl trembling in my arms,

"Even cuter than Ashaji's voice."

Jinghe Ying bit her lower lip tightly, her nails digging deep into her palm.

She should push him away, and give this bastard who humiliated her sister and herself a good punch.

But her body kept moving closer to him, as if betraying her will.

The most shameful thing is that there is a constant flow of heat from the center of the legs.

The training underwear was soaked through and stuck to the inside of the thigh.

“Let…let me go…”

Her words were as soft as a mosquito, and even she herself could not hear the resistance in them.

Lin Yuan's purple-gold pupils flashed dangerously in the moonlight.

He suddenly released his grip and took a step back to create some distance.

Jinghe Ying stumbled a bit after suddenly losing her support.

I had to hold onto the wall to avoid collapsing.

"Tomorrow afternoon at three,"

Lin Yuan was adjusting his cuffs slowly and leisurely, his tone as relaxed as if he was discussing the weather.

"In the old warehouse behind the training ground. Don't keep me waiting."

Jinghe Ying raised her head suddenly, her short orange hair sticking to her sweaty forehead: "Why should I--"

“You don’t have to come.”

Lin Yuan interrupted her, his lips curled up into a creepy smile.

"But Ashaji might be very sad."

"Her most beloved sister actually hid in the dark and watched her sister and brother-in-law's play, and was so excited..."

"Shut up!"

Jinghe Ying rushed forward and tried to cover his mouth, but her wrist was easily restrained.

Lin Yuan leaned over, his hot breath brushing against her ear. "Then prove to me that you're not just a perverted voyeur."

He released his hand and gently patted her perky butt.

"Now, go back to your sister."

Jinghe Ying rushed into the dormitory corridor as if fleeing, her heart almost jumping out of her chest.

She stopped at the corner and took several deep breaths before she managed to calm her trembling legs.

The wet mark on the crotch of my training suit has already dried, but the sticky feeling between my legs is still horribly obvious.

The moment I opened the dormitory door, warm light poured out.

Ashaji was sitting on the bed, polishing her iconic long knife.

Her long dark blue hair hung loosely on her shoulders.

Seeing her sister coming in, she raised her head with concern in her eyes.

"You're back so late?"

Ashaji's voice was as gentle as usual,

There was no trace of the unconsciousness caused by Lin Yuanding half an hour ago.

And that look of a female animal in heat.

"Training, extra training at the training ground."

Jinghe Ying didn't dare to look her sister in the eye and quickly walked towards her locker.

He covered himself up by rummaging through his clothes.

Ashaji frowned slightly: "What's wrong with your training clothes?"

Jinghe Ying lowered her head,

Only then did he realize that his collar had been torn open unconsciously, revealing a suspicious red mark on his collarbone.

That's the mark left by Lin Yuan's teeth.

Her blood froze instantly.

"I scraped against a steel beam during climbing training."

She thought of something quickly, but her voice rose uncontrollably.

"Can you go with me to buy a new one tomorrow?"

Ashaji glanced at her sister thoughtfully, then nodded. "Go to bed early. You have morning training tomorrow."

When the dormitory lights went out and her sister's even breathing could be heard, Jinghe Ying quietly slipped into the bathroom.

She turned on the cold water, letting the sound of the running water mask her movements.

The girl in the mirror had a flushed complexion, her short orange hair was messily sticking up, and the collar of her training suit was wide open, revealing a large area of ​​red skin.

The most terrifying thing is those eyes.

Wet, hazy, and filled with a desire she had never seen before.

"asshole......"

Jinghe Ying punched the tile, and the pain from her knuckles couldn't dispel the lingering image in her mind.

When Lin Yuan held his sister's waist, veins popped out.

Asaji tilted her head back and swallowed while rolling her Adam's apple.

And that demon's all-seeing eyes when he looked at me...

Her fingers slid uncontrollably between her legs, and when they touched the still damp fabric, a whimper escaped her throat.

Her fingertips imitated the rhythm of Lin Yuan in her memory, drawing circles on the sensitive area.

The pleasure shot up her spine like an electric current, and she had to bite her wrist to suppress the sound that was about to come out of her mouth.

Chapter 119: Extended Glueology

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and she slipped on the cold wet ground, letting the water wash over her.

When the afterglow of pleasure gradually faded, it was replaced by overwhelming shame and self-loathing.

"I actually..."

"To the person who humiliated my sister and myself..."

"Having done that..."

Jinghe Ying hugged her knees tightly and buried her face in her arms.

tomorrow.

She would never go to some old warehouse tomorrow. Never.

But when she looked up at her flushed self in the mirror,

A terrible thought welled up in the deepest part of her heart: she knew she would go.

Definitely.

......

the next day,

The morning sun shines through the blinds onto the desk in the advisory office of Wuche College.

Just as Lin Yuan hung his coat on the hanger, the door lock made a soft click.

"Good morning, Consultant Lin."

Takasaka Shizuka slipped into the door like a cat,

Hang the "In Use" sign outside the door.

She didn't wear her usual pink suit today, but a standard teacher's uniform.

White shirt, dark blue skirt,

But the top three buttons of the shirt are missing.

Revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin and black lace edges.

"Teacher Jingliu, so early?"

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the clock on the wall. The hands had just passed eight o'clock.

"There are no classes in the morning."

Takasaka Shizuka placed a stack of documents on the table, his amber pupils flashing dangerously.

"Let me ask you a few...educational questions."

When she leaned over, the collar of her shirt opened up in an alluring arc.

Lin Yuan could clearly see the bite mark he left on her collarbone last night.

Takasaka Shizuru approached slowly, her high heels tapping out a crisp rhythm on the marble floor.

She placed a stack of documents on the table and leaned forward, her shirt collar opening to reveal more of her fair skin.

"Last night's tutoring session gave me some new ideas about...teaching methods."

Her voice was a few degrees lower than usual, with a hint of unnoticeable desire.

"I'd like to ask Consultant Lin for his professional advice."

Lin Yuan noticed that she was different today.

My back, which is usually straight, is now slightly bent forward.

Her legs were no longer crossed gracefully as usual, but were instead kept together somewhat stiffly.

Even more strange is that

She would bite her lower lip from time to time.

The amber pupils shrank slightly, as if enduring something.