Although Qing Ye couldn't see it, another person could. That person was Lin Dong, who was inside the closet. Qing Ye had shifted his position, allowing him to see the scenery beneath Ying Huanhuan's skirt. Lin Dong's eyes flushed slightly. He saw that Ying Huanhuan's vagina, once his own, was now a mess, frothed with white fluid from the friction of her vaginal fluid. The outer labia majora had turned slightly red from the high-speed friction. Although the vagina had closed tightly again due to the withdrawal of the penis, some semen had seeped out of the tiny crack onto the bed. It was easy to imagine the sheer amount of semen Qing Ye had injected into it. If it was still this way outside, the scene inside the vagina must have been even more devastating, likely completely filled with Qing Ye's semen. Even though this scene was caused by another man's penis, Lin Dong was delighted to see it.
"Huanhuan, how about we do it again?" Qing Ye also said to Ying Huanhuan, but he obviously didn't intend to wait for Ying Huanhuan's response. He simply pulled Ying Huanhuan's body, trying to get her into the position he liked. He felt that Ying Huanhuan would not refuse.
However, Ying Huanhuan did not intend to refuse. She just let Qing Ye play with her body with a slightly red face. After holding it in for so long, she certainly didn't want to be satisfied with just a few orgasms. Although Qing Ye's penis had grown a little bigger due to the medicine he took, if it still softened quickly, it would still not be enough for Ying Huanhuan. So when she squinted her eyes and saw that Qing Ye's penis was still hard, she felt a little happy, but she immediately blushed and closed her eyes completely. "How can I be happy? I'm being toyed with by a man other than Lin Dong. It's so embarrassing. It's all Qing Ye's fault, it's all this hateful guy, and it's all my fault. "I've been putting medicine on myself, and taking it, and now I'm in this state. Damn Qing Ye, it's all his fault."
By the time Ying Huanhuan finished thinking, Qing Ye had already positioned her. She hadn't noticed before, but now her face flushed even more. Qing Ye had flipped her over, propping her hands up on the bed, facing the headboard. Her legs were bent and spread, her knees pressed against the bed, and her buttocks were raised high, facing a man like a bitch waiting to be fucked. But just as she was about to move, a pair of hands were placed on her buttocks. Even through her skirt and panties, Ying Huanhuan could still feel the warmth. After a slight tremor, Ying Huanhuan gave up resisting. Blushing, she lowered her head, thinking to herself, "This will happen sooner or later anyway, so it's okay to use this position now. But Qing Ye is right behind me now, so Lin Dong shouldn't be able to see me. Hmph, that's good; it would be too embarrassing otherwise."
Qing Ye lowered his head, looking at the girl who had only trembled slightly before remaining silent. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his hands gently massaged Ying Huanhuan's snow-white buttocks. Although Ying Huanhuan's buttocks weren't particularly plump, they were, like her breasts, incredibly soft and felt wonderful to the touch. As Qing Ye continued to rub, his hands found their way between Ying Huanhuan's legs. With a wicked smile, he began to scratch Ying Huanhuan's vagina through her skirt, causing her body to tremble slightly again. But after just a few scratches, Qing Ye had completely mastered the shape of Ying Huanhuan's vagina and felt a hint of moisture on his fingertips. He smiled slightly, then placed his thumbs on Ying Huanhuan's lips through her skirt. He began to spread his hands apart, and then Qing Ye saw the wet mark on the skirt slowly expand. A murky white liquid slowly dripped from the skirt or slid down Ying Huanhuan's thighs.
Lin Dong was watching with growing anxiety. Just as Ying Huanhuan had imagined, the two people on the bed were about to begin their sexual intercourse. However, Lin Dong couldn't see anything. He could only see Ying Huanhuan's hands and feet. This wasn't just because Qing Ye was kneeling behind her; Qing Ye was only blocking a large portion of her body. The remaining small portion was hidden by Ying Huanhuan's skirt. The front of her skirt hung down at her waist, obscuring a large area, especially her breasts, which were otherwise visible. If it weren't for the skirt, Lin Dong would definitely be able to see them.
Although Lin Dong couldn't see what he wanted to see, he was still very excited. Seeing the position of Ying Huanhuan's hands and feet, Lin Dong knew exactly what position Ying Huanhuan was in beneath Qing Ye. He hadn't expected Ying Huanhuan to be like this just days after losing her virginity to another man. This fueled his desire. Before long, he saw a little liquid dripping from her skirt, and some trickling down from her legs. The white liquid looked so dazzling against her pink skin that it pierced Lin Dong's heart, giving him a burst of pleasure. He only needed to think about it to know that it was Qing Ye who had stretched Ying Huanhuan's vagina. And since the skirt wasn't lifted, Qing Ye was still stretching it through it. He began to stroke his cock.
Ying Huanhuan, her vagina stretched open, trembled slightly. She felt the semen, tightly trapped within her, begin to flow out through the opening opened by Qing Ye. The flowing semen constantly stimulated the tender flesh within her vagina. Feeling semen trickling down her thighs, Ying Huanhuan felt deeply ashamed. As a large amount of semen flowed out of her vagina, Ying Huanhuan also felt a tingling sensation within her. Her body, recently deflowered, had just experienced the pleasure of being thrust into her uterus, and she felt even more unsatisfied. She longed for more penetration, yearning for more pleasure. This desire caused Ying Huanhuan to subconsciously shake her snow-white hips, as if calling out to the man behind her.
Soon after Qing Ye stretched Ying Huanhuan's vagina, he saw her hips swaying slightly, and smiled faintly. He wanted to see Ying Huanhuan like this, wanted to see her need him more. He loosened his hands and lifted Ying Huanhuan's skirt, revealing her round, snow-white hips. The middle of her hips was the mess he had made. Seeing Ying Huanhuan's eager expression, he held his cock and began to stroke Ying Huanhuan's vagina. He didn't intend to play with her anymore. He held his cock and aimed it at the vaginal opening and slightly raised his waist. After the glans entered Ying Huanhuan's vagina again, he thrust his waist hard, thrusting the rest of his cock into Ying Huanhuan's vagina.
"Pah!"
"Ah..."
The longed-for pleasure came, and Ying Huanhuan raised her head slightly and cried out. Then, the pleasure continued to come. Each thrust of the penis pushed her body forward slightly. Qing Ye's hands firmly supported Ying Huanhuan's snow-white hips. Every time he thrust his hips, he would pull Ying Huanhuan's body back, making her vagina easier to swallow his penis. Ying Huanhuan's body swayed back and forth, and her pair of snow-white breasts swayed with it.
Listening to the constant sounds of flesh intercourse and moans, Lin Dong's masturbation increased in speed. Although he couldn't see the specifics, he was well aware of what the two were doing in bed. Since he couldn't see, he could only imagine it, and the image slowly emerged in Lin Dong's mind. Ying Huanhuan's body was constantly thrust against the man behind her, like a bitch being ridden by another man. Her vagina, once hers, now welcomed another cock, which penetrated deep within her body.
During the penetration, it was pushed to the very entrance of the flower chamber that nurtured life. Her vagina clamped tightly around the cock, as if wanting to experience more pleasure. When it was withdrawn, it brought out a lot of pleasure-producing vaginal fluid and the semen that had just been left inside. Her vagina remained tight, as if trying to force the cock that had been so satisfying to her to stay. Just thinking about this image made Lin Dong feel a surge of pain in his lower body, and his masturbation speed increased even faster than before ejaculation.
Although Ying Huanhuan had already orgasmed four times, it didn't make her feel any less intense. Instead, her body became increasingly sensitive, and after another ten minutes of thrusting, she reached another orgasm. Qing Ye, on the other hand, had already ejaculated once, so he had no desire to ejaculate again. Instead, he continued thrusting his penis. Their intercourse was already slippery and wet, and the bed sheets were wrinkled by the dripping water. Most of it was Ying Huanhuan's vaginal fluid, some was semen from Ying Huanhuan's vagina, and some was a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid.