Chapter 8: Lewd Fluid Flow
Liang Hao hid in the bathroom cubicle; she couldn't help it anymore. Her քʊֆֆʏ was crisp and numb, and her delicate labia could not wait to shrink when touched.
She put her finger into the opening of the small hole and rubbed the rough side of the finger against the labia minora. The small ƈʟɨȶօʀɨֆ became clogged and swollen right away, and Liang Hao could no longer hold back.
Liang Hao sat on the toilet with her legs apart, her posture looked very lewd, Liang Hao's white fingers pressed the swollen ƈʟɨȶօʀɨֆ, rubbed it in circles, and streams of lewd fluid kept gushing out.
Liang Hao bit her lip impatiently. It was not the first time that she ʍǟֆȶʊʀɮǟȶɛɖ in public, but this time, when she thought of Zhou Hanning sitting outside, her body became extremely excited.
Her white and tender քʊֆֆʏ was covered by warm palms. The heat covered it, and her body couldn't help trembling, as if she were thrown into the air; her heart was beating wildly.
not enough, still not enough!
Liang Hao's strength increased; she became more rough; her slender fingers kneaded the ƈʟɨȶօʀɨֆ and kneaded hard until she couldn't hold it any longer.
Suddenly, as if something had grabbed my mind, a stream of hot and sticky liquid rushed out of my body, gushing out.
"aahh...."
Liang Hao was panting even though she was trying her best to control herself. The momentary pleasure had put her whole body in the clouds, and her heart suddenly twitched.
She took out the vibrating egg and stuffed it in along the greasy opening of the flower hole. She came at the largest gear, the hole was completely closed and covered with the vibrating egg, and the vibrating egg began to vibrate, rampaging through the tunnel, pressing down on Liang Hao's sensitive point.
She raised her head, half lying on the toilet, with a faint blush at the end of her eyes, a few drops of tears on her eyelashes, and her bright red lips were attractive.
She panted and breathed, quietly feeling the impact of the vibrating egg in her body, which was fierce and violent, but Liang Hao was really addicted to it, and the pleasure kept piling up, like building a tall building.
Liang Hao felt as if she was climbing up layer by layer, and finally stood on a high place and was thrown down from top to bottom. The ups and downs of pleasure filled her whole body, making her numb like an electric shock and shaking her whole body.
What Liang Hao didn't know was that Zhou Hanning had been listening to her ɱαʂƚυɾႦαƚιɳɠ process in the toilet next door. He guessed that Liang Hao was ɱαʂƚυɾႦαƚιɳɠ herself. Zhou Hanning put up a maintenance sign outside and waited in the cubicle.
The man's veins were erect, his eyes were deep, as if he had been staring at the next room, and he could see the lively side inside.
Zhou Hanning decided to take a gamble, he was going to pierce the screen window, Zhou Hanning's palms were soaked with sweat, and at this moment he seemed to be on the edge of a cliff. His heart was hanging high.
He has never been so nervous. Thinking back to the past, he could feel at ease when the company successfully bid. Even if the company he cultivated by himself has put in sweat and effort, that feeling is not as good as one-tenth of what he feels at the moment.
Zhou Hanning cleared his throat, typed a dozen times in his heart, moved his lips several times, and his voice was terribly low, "Liang Hao, is there something wrong with your health? You sound like you are uncomfortable; is there something that I can help you with?"
Zhou Hanning had a good intention; she clamped her legs tightly, and for some reason, she became more excited; lewd juice gushed out of her flower hole, and she wanted to scream and yell louder.
Liang Hao stretched out her hand to rub the swollen clitoris, bit her lip with her teeth, and said with a coquettish voice, panting slightly: "Well...I don't feel well...Can you go out first?"
Liang Hao's voice was always soft, Especially after several orgasms, the voice was soft and charming.
Zhou Hanning had been restraining himself, convinced that one day, sooner or later, he would go insane.
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