Jing Hui’s strength was not great, but Song Ning felt his penis being pulled forward, the glans wriggling back and forth, digging into the peach blossom honey hole. When it was tightly held by the little hole, it finally encountered an obstacle – the girl’s hymen.

Jing Hui looked at her little hole that was about to be penetrated, the taboo of the fertile period, the innocence of a high school student, the lewdness of doing the splits, the thickness of the big penis, and the wantonness of her best friend sleeping next to her. A mix of emotions overwhelmed her, making her gasp for breath. Her high chest and flat stomach heaved with each breath.

Now that Song Ning had accumulated a wealth of experience in deflowering girls in the dungeon, he knew that he should seize the opportunity. He put one arm around the girl’s waist to hold her delicate body in place before the impact, and used the other hand to lift her chin, making her look upwards so that she wouldn’t look at the place where the two of them were joined. He then put his thumb into the girl’s mouth.

Jing Hui seemed to feel that tearing and fullness, and her heart beat faster. Song Ning’s finger was placed to her lips, as if it were a lifeline, and she sucked on it forcefully.

Song Ning was waiting for this moment when her attention was diverted. She took a deep breath and prepared to strike at the heart of the matter.

“Honey…we can only eat little Huihui in another month~”

At this crucial moment, Zhao Yi’s voice came from behind.

Song Ning froze, his body stiffening as he was about to thrust forward. Jing Hui’s hand gripped his penis tightly, and the two of them seemed to be playing a game of “statues” where they were not allowed to move.

“Good luck with your art exam, little Huihui! I’ll reward you with a big cock when the time comes, you little slut~~ hehe!”

“Let me make this clear beforehand! My husband is mine alone, and you’re not allowed to take him away! Ning-gege is yours, and I don’t want to monopolize him either~~ Do you hear me!”

Zhao Yi’s words were mumbled, as if she had something in her mouth. Jing Hui tilted her head to look behind Song Ning, then breathed a sigh of relief, plopped down on the bed with a “plop,” and said with lingering fear:

“Sister Yi is talking in her sleep, brother, please continue!”

Song Ning’s heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was relieved. He turned his head and glanced at Zhao Yi. His girlfriend was hugging a life-sized doll, with one leg bent and pressed against the doll, her swollen vulva exposed between her legs. She was fast asleep.

It was the first time he’d heard his girlfriend talk in her sleep, and he wasn’t sure if she was really asleep, so he tentatively called out:

“Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, wake up!”

“…”

My girlfriend didn’t react at all; she must have really fallen asleep.

When Song Ning turned around, Jing Hui, who had been frightened, was no longer as excited as before. Her thighs were still spread straight apart, but her calves were pulled back and wrapped around Song Ning’s waist. Her cool soles pressed against his waist, and Song Ning’s impulse dissipated considerably.

He shifted his buttocks back, and the glans slid out of the girl’s vaginal opening, his penis resting on her vulva, their genitals making another form of intimate contact.

Song Ning asked:

“Xiaoyi just said you have your art exam next month?”

Jing Hui nodded, knowing that after tonight, she would still be a young girl, just like when she arrived. She felt a little regretful, perhaps it was fate, and said with some lingering reluctance:

“It’s already mid-month, and although the exam is supposed to be next month, there are actually less than twenty days left.”

Song Ning nodded. Although Jing Hui wasn’t as excited as before, she didn’t refuse Song Ning and even wanted him to continue inserting.

But he knew that if he stuck the stick in, the girl’s walking posture would be awkward for three to five days, which would definitely affect her art exam soon.

“How about I lick it for you? I’ll let you enjoy it properly after your exams.”

Jing Hui said something like a newborn kitten:

“good!”

The room was filled with the sounds of slurping and licking, as well as moaning sounds like “Mmm~ Ah~ Eek~ Eek~”.

…………

“Buzz buzz buzz~~ Buzz buzz buzz~~~”

Song Ning’s fitness tracker kept vibrating; it was the alarm he had set last night. Today was supposed to be the weekend, so he didn’t need to wake up so early, but Qi Ya had arranged to meet him at nine o’clock. In order not to stand her up, Song Ning had no choice but to set an alarm.

Even when he was awake, he couldn’t move. Zhao Yi and Jing Hui were holding him on either side, while his own hands and feet were firmly fixed in place.

Although Song Ning could easily break free with his strength, that would undoubtedly disturb the two women’s peaceful dreams.

Last night, Song Ning held Jing Hui’s buttocks and licked her vulva, bringing the girl to multiple orgasms. The two even used the 69 position until Jing Hui’s face and mouth were filled with semen again. Only then did she fall asleep in a daze while holding Song Ning.

To his surprise, when he woke up in the morning, Zhao Yi, who had been lying on the other side, also hugged him.

Helpless, Song Ning could only lie there motionless, mentally flipping through the thick “Sex Card Draw System Manual” while quietly waiting for Zhao Yi and Jing Hui to wake up.

When a person is asleep and lying still, the body reacts differently than when they are awake and forced to remain still. In the former case, the body feels more relaxed and natural, while in the latter case, the muscles become stiff, and even if the person remains completely still, they will feel very tired.