Chapter 87

“whee!!”

Qi Ya chuckled mischievously, her face no longer displaying the alluring demeanor she had just had. Sure enough, Song Ning was right; the girl was just acting.

“Who told you to touch my little hole, brother? I said no, but you still insisted on touching it. I couldn’t help but make a sound!”

Song Ning immediately felt wronged. It turned out that his suspected groping was a ruse; his real act was pulling and tugging at his pubic hair. The loose-fitting house pants had simply concealed the truth.

“Then take off your pants and let the camera film you, so you can see what I actually did!”

Song Ning didn’t want to suffer such an injustice, so he pretended to take off Qi Ya’s pants. Qi Ya couldn’t stop him and could only make a last-ditch effort by holding up the edge of her pants.

“Ah! No! Help! It’s torn!”

Although Song Ning was trying to remove the girl’s last piece of clothing, he didn’t use much force. Just by listening to the rapid clicking of the camera shutter, you could tell how much Qi Ya liked the scene of him pulling at her clothes.

Only after she uttered the words “It’s torn” did Song Ning free her other hand, and with both hands she pulled on the soft fabric, exerting force in different directions.

With a “rip,” the thin fabric of the lounge pants couldn’t withstand Song Ning’s brute force and was torn open with a half-foot-long tear, revealing glimpses of fair skin underneath. As the girl’s body twisted, one could also vaguely see her secret garden.

“Snap! Snap!”

The rapid clicking of the shutter lasted for a full minute. It’s unclear how many photos were taken before Qi Ya finally stopped, which shows how satisfied she was with her current look.

“Brother, I’ll count to three, then you can let go of the pants you’re holding, touch my chest with one hand, and cup my face with the other. After this set of photos is done, you can take a break.”

Song Ning wasn’t too tired, but since the girl said so, she figured it was probably because she was distracted and overworking herself. She nodded to show that she understood.

“Okay, I’ll start the countdown now! Three… two… one!”

Qi Ya counted slowly, without pausing between two and one, but the camera had already started taking pictures.

When Song Ning heard the countdown was over, he released his torn pajamas and quickly moved his hands upwards along the girl’s skin. As agreed, he grabbed her breast with one hand and cupped Qi Ya’s face with the other.

The torn pants slowly slid down, and the girl quickly twisted her body to adjust her posture. The photos on the screen were erotic and sexy, yet not monotonous, making them anything but boring.

Song Ning felt his penis pressing against a piece of tender skin, being held by Qi Ya who kept rubbing the head of his penis against her buttocks. The girl spread her legs slightly, holding his penis and inserting it from behind to the front, pressing against her labia.

“There’s really a lot of water!”

Song Ning couldn’t help but exclaim that when his penis passed through Qi Ya’s legs, he almost couldn’t resist going in. Luckily, her vagina was so wet and slippery that the head of his penis only touched her and didn’t go in. Otherwise, it would have gone too far.

Qi Ya clamped Song Ning’s penis between her thighs and labia, twisting her body as she took many more photos. Then, blushing, she said:

“Hehe! Did you try to join in just now, brother? Not yet! Let’s go take a break, we’re a little tired after taking so many pictures!”

Song Ning reluctantly grabbed the girl’s breasts a couple of times before letting her go. The two separated, and the clothes hanging on Qi Ya fell to the ground, leaving her naked, just like Song Ning.

She took Song Ning’s hand and said:

“Brother, let’s go back to the living room, Xiao Qi is a little thirsty…”

Song Ning was pulled out from behind the curtain and walked towards the entrance of the photography studio, saying jokingly:

“Yes, we need to replenish the water after all that leakage, otherwise I won’t be able to get in when it’s all dried out…”

Qi Ya said, somewhat exasperated:

“Brother, you’re so annoying! You make fun of me, and now I’m all fussy. I don’t want you to come in!”

After saying that, he grabbed Song Ning’s penis and twisted it, causing Song Ning to instantly bend over and cry out in pain.

Ouch!

Startled, Qi Ya quickly let go and said in a panic:

“What’s wrong, brother! I didn’t use any force! Quick, let me see if I broke it?”

Song Ning winked and strained, his face contorted in pain. He covered his groin with both hands to prevent Qi Ya from seeing, and said in a hoarse voice:

“Do you know this is a man’s most vulnerable spot… so fragile and sensitive, even the slightest pressure hurts… it hurts so much!”

Song Ning, his legs clamped together, shuffled out of the studio and into the living room. Qi Ya, holding Song Ning’s arm, helped him sit on the sofa and sat beside him, repeatedly apologizing.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, brother, I didn’t mean to, sob sob… Did I break your penis? Sob sob… I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry… sob sob…”

While crying, Qi Ya tried to pull away Song Ning’s hand that was covering his private parts. Perhaps because of the pain, Song Ning’s strength was much weaker, and Qi Ya actually managed to pull away Song Ning’s hand, revealing what was being covered underneath.

Although the penis, which was wet with her own vaginal fluid, looked perfectly intact, it was definitely much bigger when she held it in her hand or when it was rubbed against her vulva by her thighs.

Qi Ya cried even harder:

“Waaaaah… My big cock got smaller, I really broke it… Waaaaah, what am I going to do!”