[Urban] Wild Younger Brother's Domineering Love (Complete) - 8

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She even freed one hand to cover her lower body and began to thrust. From Ye Qing's angle, although he couldn't see exactly what she was doing, he could guess from her fingers, which were intermittently stained with her own fluids—she was masturbating in front of him!

If this series of actions wasn't enough to make a man with such excellent self-control lose control, then her next action was like the last snowflake breaking a branch—

she spread her legs, and her own fluids dripped more clearly onto the ground in front of Ye Qing, still connected. Then she slowly withdrew her fingers from her private parts and sensually smeared them on his pubic hair, making some of it sticky. After a while, she placed her hand on his firm buttocks, kneading and pinching them. He didn't even need to look to know that his elastic buttocks were now glistening...

"Oh, this is so delicious, Fan'er, you're so incredibly horny! Your little brother will fuck you right now and satisfy your lust!"

In the dead of night, even if a needle fell on the ground, it would be clearly distinguishable. If you want to stage a horror movie, now is the perfect time. With just a little thought and a couple of soft shouts, you can scare a whole audience.

Of course, if you hear "uh-huh" sounds, don't peek out—don't look or listen!

Right now, on the 27th floor of a high-rise building in Zhanzhou, just such a scene is unfolding.

"Ugh... um... ah... so good... ah..." The woman writhing her sexy body, leaning against the balcony, is Ye Fan. Her hair is disheveled, obscuring her face, and her slender waist is bent into an almost impossible arc, swaying back and forth as the man behind her thrusts wildly. Her snow-white breasts ripple with dazzling waves, almost blinding.

"Fan'er, weren't you afraid of being seen? Why are you moaning so wantonly now, hmm?" Ye Qing's buttocks moved rapidly like a motor, his thick, long penis thrusting in and out of Ye Fan's tight vagina, churning the gushing vaginal fluid into white foam that covered their lower bodies. Even their thighs were wet, glistening, and particularly lewd under the moonlight.

"Hmm—it's all because...you...hmm...you're doing it so...good...ahhh—" Ye Fan had always been extremely uninhibited in matters of the heart. Beneath her proper clothes was a wanton body, always waiting for a man—Ye Qing—to cherish her. There was no need to be coy when making love with the one you love; you should say it out loud.

Ye Qing loved this about her.

"Really? You little vixen, no one's been squeezing your breasts, are you itching unbearably? Want your little brother to rub them for you, hmm..."

"Ah... Yes... Rub them quickly, hmm..." Under his prompting, her already swollen and itchy breasts became even more eager. Seeing that he hadn't made any other move, Ye Fan actually took the initiative to pull Ye Qing's hand and place it on her large breasts

, which appeared even fuller due to the position. A wicked smile flashed in Ye Qing's eyes. Without making a sound, she used her thumb and forefinger to support her two heavy breasts, her lower body moving incessantly, letting her breasts rub against his warm palms like rabbits, but mischievously refraining from making any movement, leaving Ye Fan both pleasured and itchy.

"Hmm... Quick, rub harder... Hmm..." Ye Fan was almost brought to tears by the amusement. At this moment, she truly hated his "wicked intentions."

"Sister, where do you want your little brother to rub... how should I rub it? How will he know if you don't tell me clearly, hmm?"

So that was the evil man's plan. Ye Fan turned her head away coquettishly, glaring at him, and softly said, "Hmm... I hate it... ah... rubbing my... breasts... oh oh—yes, that's it! Harder, ah... so comfortable..."

Ye Qing pressed his upper body against her bare back, his sexy thin lips pressed against her round, delicate earlobe, and said, "Sister, you should say 'good'... hehe..." "..."

"Mmm..." The intense, masculine breath brushed against her ear, causing her already extremely sensitive body to tremble. Her vagina, still containing the large penis, quivered, and with Ye Qing's forceful thrust once more, it gushed out a large amount of fluid, drenching the man's fiery glans, instantly reaching orgasm.

"Oh! So good—sister, you're squeezing me so tight I'm about to cum!" "Oh, oh—" This time it was his turn to say "it feels good."

Hearing Ye Qing's uncontrollable roar, Ye Fan, who had recovered slightly, smiled wickedly. Then, he forcefully contracted his anus, causing his vagina to tighten and relax rhythmically. The vagina, which was already twitching from the orgasm, became even tighter and more difficult to penetrate. Ye Qing's large penis was almost unable to move because of the small mouth's suction.

In an instant, the warm, lustful fluid, the hot, slippery, and constantly twitching vaginal walls, and Ye Fan's swaying breasts provided Ye Qing with a double stimulation of sight and body. In addition, the thought that he was now having sex with the woman he had loved for many years, his own sister, made him unable to control himself due to the forbidden pleasure. He tightly hugged the wanton, swaying snowy buttocks in front of him, and his lower body thrust rapidly dozens of times. Finally, his pubic bone pressed tightly against the woman's upturned buttocks, his lower body convulsed, and his penis spurted out streams of thick, cloudy white fluid inside the woman's body...

"Oh!" "

Mmm...ahhhhhh—" A tingling sensation ran through her uterus from the powerful impact of the semen, and her extremely sensitive body reached another climax. Ye Qing, who had been thrusting to prolong the pleasure, was once again squeezed so tightly that she gasped for breath—

"Ugh...it feels so good—"

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan, who was weak from the second climax, turned around and gave the sexy man behind her a wicked smile. Her pink tongue swept across her cherry lips, and her white teeth shone brightly in the moonlight: "Little brother, let me make you 'feel good'... Now it's your turn to say 'feel good'..." Looking

at the enchanting figure under the moonlight, Ye Qing almost shivered. A woman's vengeful heart...

Besides, there's still a long road ahead...

The weather gradually cooled, and work felt less irritating than in summer, much more relaxed and comfortable.

During lunch break, employees gathered in the cafeteria in small groups.

The man opposite Ye Fan arrived uninvited. He usually wasn't very talkative, but now he was surprisingly familiar, chatting as if they were old friends.

Anyone could see his "ulterior motives," but Ye Fan was too lazy to pay him any attention. Let him do what he wants, as long as he doesn't bother her.

But the man clearly wasn't going to let her have her way, chattering incessantly, as if he wanted to dig out every secret of her ancestors.

Ye Fan sighed inwardly. She wondered what was wrong with her lately; so many flies were always buzzing around her. It was truly bad luck...

"Buzz—buzz—" The phone vibrated in her bag. Ye Fan took it out, heard a soft ringtone, and immediately felt relieved. She nodded slightly to the man opposite her, took the phone, and walked out of the cafeteria.

"Mom?"

"Yes, Xiao Fan, your dad and I went home today. Come home early after work tonight. I brought some local specialties from our hometown. Let's invite your brother over, and the whole family can get together, hehe." Yuan Zhouqin's voice, though tired, couldn't hide her joy.

Ye Fan wasn't in the mood to pay attention to any of that. Hearing the word "brother" made her feel guilty and uneasy. They had done this behind their parents' backs; if they were found out... the consequences were unimaginable.

"Xiao Fan?"

"Hmm? Mom, how's Aunt's illness?" Ye Fan snapped out of her reverie, hiding her unease, and asked casually.

"Oh, your aunt's always had this old problem. She caught a cold from being in the fan for a moment, and it flared up again. Oh dear, your uncle was so worried! Luckily, she got treatment in time and has been discharged and is recuperating at home now—okay, I'm hanging up now. Mom's going to take a nap; this old body of mine is exhausted..."

Ye Fan stared at his phone for a long time before finally managing to compose himself and go home.

Whatever! What's done is done; he could only take it one step at a time. Who knows what the future holds? He should cherish the present moment!

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The early autumn evening was very peaceful. On cool days, Ye Fan liked to stroll home alone. Walking step by step on the fallen leaves, listening to the sound under his feet, brought him a special sense of peace.

He was used to the hustle and bustle of the city, but he never felt truly at ease. This feeling of being grounded was especially precious.

He arrived home in just a few minutes. Looking at the lush green branches extending from the wall, he was suddenly moved.

She slowly approached, reaching out to pluck a branch, but ultimately only lightly pinched a cluster of fresh twigs, bringing it to her nose and gently inhaling.

The scent of green, mingled with the fragrance of earth—such vibrant life! Let it bloom freely; no one has the right to stifle it.

Coming back to her senses, she realized her gesture was so artistic, and a smile involuntarily curved her lips, instantly exuding charm.

Under the dimming sky, everything seemed so beautiful and unreal. The woman, lost in thought, a beautiful smile blooming on her lips, was irresistibly captivating, yet also possessed a certain distance—such a person couldn't possibly exist in this world, couldn't be possessed by anyone.

The man not far away thought this, then suddenly panicked. He wanted to quietly approach, then hold her close, so she wouldn't disappear...

"Ah! What are you doing?"

"Don't move, Fan'er..." the man whispered almost incoherently. He needed to hold her tightly like this; only then would she belong to him forever... ...-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A refreshing autumn breeze rustled through the lush banyan tree branches. The tall, powerful man

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softened by the struggling woman in his arms, appeared tender.

"Let go! Don't kiss me!" Ye Fan cried, annoyed as Ye Qing dragged her to the tree. Unable to match his strength, she could only thrash her head to prevent him from succeeding.

"Why, Fan'er? We've done even more intimate things..." His voice was still seductive. The man's strong chest pressed against hers, the vibrations from his whisper sending a shiver down her spine. But she stubbornly refused to let him have his way.

"Fan'er, I've thought about you all day, it hurts here..." He pressed his lower body against her abdomen, his burning arousal palpable even through her clothes. "Let me kiss you, or I won't let you go. Don't blame me if we get caught..."

Ye Fan felt a chill run down her spine. He was already erect?! She didn't know whether to applaud her own charm or get angry at his ever-present lust.

"I just don't want to!" Ye Fan turned his head, quite righteously. But his next words made him shudder. "Who told you to kiss other women here before! I won't let you, you jerk, touch me!"

"What did you say?"

"Still trying to argue? I saw it all!" Ye Fan was furious, not caring how embarrassing her jealous act was, only wanting justice. She felt extremely uncomfortable just thinking about that day.

Unable to break free from his grasp, she angrily bit his bare neck hard.

Ye Qing didn't push her away; instead, he hugged her even tighter, murmuring, "Fan'er, don't be angry. I deliberately let you see it that day... but you weren't angry, and you didn't stop me. I pushed her away as soon as you left."

After a while, Ye Fan finally relaxed and looked up, her red eyes fixed on him: "Really?" Seeing Ye Qing nod, Ye Fan was still not completely appeased, but she didn't know what to say, so she just lowered her head and remained silent. Her usual way of dealing with anger was silence; today she was truly too wronged, which was why she had such a strong reaction.

Seeing Ye Fan again remain silent, head bowed in quiet sullenness, Ye Qing also felt a little uneasy. It was because she didn't say anything that they had gone through so many detours, and now that they were finally together, she still acted indifferent.

"Fan'er, just say what you're unhappy about. You were so cold to me that day, do you think you were the only one who was upset? I was upset too, I even doubted that you didn't care about me at all, do you understand!" (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable

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"I, I..." She stammered for a long time without saying anything, then simply buried her head in Ye Qing's arms and closed her eyes in escape. It seems that women in love generally have lower IQs...

Ye Qing actually enjoyed her silly antics. His earlier displeasure vanished, and he chuckled softly.

"Hehe... my Fan'er is so cute—uh—" He was interrupted halfway through his sentence by a sudden pain in his chest. Ye Fan released the brown nipple she was biting, licked her lips at him, and feigned a bloody look, her eyes gleaming.

"Who taught you to chase women like this? I had no right to stop you back then. If we weren't together, would you still be doing something similar now? Let me tell you, only I can touch any part of your body, or else you'll be sorry!"

Ye Qing's deep eyes flashed, and he glanced down. He noticed that four buttons on his shirt were undone, and the small left nipple on his muscular chest was glistening with a lascivious sheen... Truly, she was his woman; her actions were so shocking. But had she considered the consequences...?

"Fan'er, you're so domineering!" So adorably domineering. If it weren't inconvenient now, he would have already pinned her down and thoroughly ravished her.

"Remember, you always have the right, and only you have the right!" Ye Qing said seriously, but then smiled wickedly, "I'm just yours... Do you want me? I really want to..."

Ye Fan gently bit his earlobe: "Pervert!"

"You're just like a puppy!" His large hand had already cupped her buttocks, kneading them erotically.

"Ah! I'm going to bite you, you big pervert!"

The large banyan tree not far from the villa had practically become a witness to Ye Qing and Ye Fan's love.

The two lingered for a while before returning home one after the other.

Yuan Zhouqin had been busy in the kitchen for most of the day. Hearing Ye Fan's voice, she immediately called her to help.

Once the food was on the table, the family of four sat down around it. Yuan Zhouqin sat next to Ye Huarong, while Ye Fan sat next to Ye Qing. The Ye family used a traditional square table, which could seat eight people. There aren't many customers usually, which makes things convenient.

The four of them sat facing each other, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere. At least, that's how it appeared on the surface.

"Dad, here's your favorite braised pork." Ye Fan obediently served her father some food, and Ye Huarong, of course, smiled with obvious delight.

"Fanzi, you should eat more too. Look how skinny you are now, I'm afraid you won't be able to get married!" Ye Huarong was secretly pleased, but deliberately teased her rather satisfied daughter.

Yuan Zhouqin, however, defended her this time: "Who said our daughter can't get married? You old fool, didn't you go on a blind date last time? And it all came to fruition, didn't it, Xiaofan?" Ye Fan was all too familiar with Yuan Zhouqin's gaze. If she dared to say "no," she would probably find her another man to "make do" the next second.

"Oh, really? Sister? Last time? When did you go on a blind date?" Ye Qing temporarily put down her chopsticks, watching her with a leisurely air, as if she were looking forward to a good show. She knew perfectly well that if she dared to say "yes," she wouldn't be able to sleep a wink tonight...

She was truly in a dilemma!

"Um, this... last time—"

The doorbell rang, rescuing her from her predicament. Ye Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put down her chopsticks, and said, "I'll go open the door!" She rushed out impatiently.

Who could it be? The moment she opened the door, she felt like she'd been tricked by fate.

"Miss Liu?" Ye Fan was stunned for a second, but quickly regained her composure. "May I ask what brings you here?"

Liu Xuelian was quite unceremonious, brushing her hair aside with her slender hand and smiling gently, "Won't you invite me in?"

To be honest, she really didn't want her to come in. Just as they were at an impasse, Yuan Zhouqin's eager voice rang out: "Xiao Fan, who is it?"

"Auntie, it's me, Xuelian." "Liu Xuelian replied directly, her fragrant body bypassing Ye Fan, striding haughtily into the house. A fleeting, obscure glint flashed in her eyes as she passed her.

Ye Fan smiled. How foolish of her, to be so enthusiastic in opening the door for her 'love rival'! Hearing this woman call her 'Auntie, Auntie,' she felt quite uncomfortable.

Putting aside these unpleasant thoughts, Ye Fan entered the house, only to find that her seat had already been taken by Liu Xuelian. Her bowl was placed far away from Ye Qing.

Oh, look at this woman, she's only just entered and she's already flaunting her status!

Ye Fan silently walked to her mother's side and sat down, a faint smile on her face." Rong. Inwardly, however, she scoffed. Could it be that Heaven, seeing her recent comfortable life, sent a vixen to dampen her arrogance? She

secretly sent a glare, and seeing the woman's arrogant "I'm the mistress" attitude, Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh. A vixen of this caliber? It really lowered her standards!

Although she felt "disdain" for Liu Xuelian, she still subtly glanced at Ye Qing. The man was quietly eating, seemingly unaffected by the outside world. His cold, handsome face was impeccable, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

She sighed inwardly; it seemed she was the only one who couldn't hold back.

"Come on, Auntie, this pig's trotter is good for your skin; it can make you look younger and more beautiful." Liu Xuelian acted like a perfect daughter-in-law, constantly adding rice for her "uncle" and serving food to her "aunt," without a trace of the airs of a wealthy heiress. Yuan Zhouqin beamed, her smug expression practically screaming through a megaphone, "I've really found a good wife!"

Every time Ye Fan heard Liu Xuelian's voice, her heart skipped a beat. She always felt this woman was a greedy vampire, sucking all the blood she needed to survive.

Despite the disgusting scene unfolding before her, Ye Fan remained silent, maintaining a polite smile.

Just as she was sighing inwardly once more, Ye Qing finally raised her head, unusually smiling brightly in front of everyone: "Sister, don't just keep adding rice, eat some vegetables too." "With that, she placed a piece of her favorite dish into her bowl.

The group froze for a moment. Was this still the same stern-faced Ye Qing?

But Ye Fan felt a sweet warmth in her heart, not caring if it was a bit too ostentatious. Besides, it's only natural for a younger brother to serve his older sister food! She wasn't jealous anymore; she wasn't the one who should be jealous.

Ye Fan in love was indeed a fool, so easily satisfied.

Liu Xuelian's smile froze on her face, her resentful gaze inadvertently sweeping over Ye Fan. Bitch! Even her own brother..." "Seduce her, see how she deals with her!"

However, her upbringing allowed her to quickly regain her composure. There was plenty of time; the only person truly qualified to stand beside Ye Qing was Liu Xuelian.

After the meal, Ye Fan was pulled by her mother to the kitchen to help wash the dishes, while Ye Huarong sat in the living room watching the news.

Ye Qing and Liu Xuelian had long been "sent off" by Yuan Zhouqin to the garden behind the villa for a "chat," where they stayed for an hour. After helping with the dishes, Ye Fan came out to watch TV with her father, frequently glancing absentmindedly towards the door.

"Fanzi, come here and massage Dad's shoulders," Ye Huarong said, comfortably leaning back on the sofa. This business trip had really worn out his old bones. "Sigh, as you get older, your health isn't what it used to be,"

Ye Fan said, realizing her earlier embarrassment. She was so easily flustered; when had she become so impulsive?

"Dad, you're talking nonsense again. Look at your robust health, is that what you call getting old?" "Even so," she said, still going around to his back and earnestly began massaging him. Although she didn't have much skill, she was quick to learn. She had joined several clubs in college, including one on traditional Chinese medicine massage, and learned some techniques. While she couldn't compare to a professional therapist, she was at least presentable.

Many middle-aged and elderly people suffer from cervical spondylosis and frozen shoulder; even without actual illness, they experience discomfort, especially after prolonged sitting.

Ye Fan cleared her mind of these chaotic thoughts and applied the useful techniques she had learned to her father.

When Yuan Zhouqin came out of the kitchen, she saw this scene of "filial piety and loving father," and was deeply moved, even reluctant to disturb them. She felt incredibly happy; if this happiness could last into old age, her life would have been worthwhile.

"Ye Qing, why are you back so soon—where's Xue Lian?" "Just moments ago, Yuan Zhouqin was lost in her own world, but upon seeing her son's handsome figure at the door, she reverted to her true self and eagerly asked, 'I'm not sure. '

Ye Huarong also turned to look at her son.

Ye Qing said calmly, 'She's gone.' A glance out of the corner of her eye fell on Ye Fan, whose face remained expressionless, seemingly absorbed in her great massage business.

Of course, she wouldn't know that Ye Fan had also been uneasy just moments before. But by now, she had already come to terms with it. What's meant to happen will happen; there's no need to worry about the unknown, it's pointless for anyone. It's better to wait and see. And now, all she can do is wait and see. She can't exactly hold a knife to someone's throat and threaten them, can she?

What lines should she say? 'I'm sorry, please let my man go!' Or 'Give me back my man!'" "It's funny to think about it, but at the same time, it's a little bittersweet.

Of course, more importantly, she understands Ye Qing's character and trusts the man she's chosen.

Ye Qing will stay at the villa tonight. There's a bedroom here. But since he moved out, no one has moved in. However, the house is cleaned regularly so he can move in whenever he wants.

It's already ten o'clock at night. Yuan Zhouqin and Ye Huarong have already gone back to their rooms to rest. Ye Fan is lying on the bed now, the curtains are open, and the room is pitch black. She wraps herself in the blanket, turns her head, and stares blankly at the dark sky outside the window."

After her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could see some things clearly again. She didn't know what she was thinking, but her thoughts kept racing, her mind a jumbled mess, and she just couldn't fall asleep.

"Bang—" A slight sound came from the window, followed by a dark shadow darting in nimbly. She

instinctively wanted to scream, but then thought better of it and immediately shut her mouth. Watching the tall, dark figure approach with steady steps, Ye Fan simply closed her eyes as well. Out of sight, out of mind; let's see what tricks he'll pull.

The figure drew closer and closer, their breath audible, but neither of them spoke. After a brief silence, Ye Fan felt the mattress beside her sink, and the man's deep, magnetic voice sounded: "Fan'er, open your eyes, stop pretending to be asleep."

Ye Fan slowly opened her eyes, nonchalantly saying, "Can't I close my eyes when I sleep in my own room? As for you, why did you climb through the window into a 'respectable woman's' bedroom in the middle of the night?"

"Tch—" Ye Qing was unfazed by her lack of authority in his accusation. He took off his robe, spent some time lifting the blanket tightly wrapped around her, and then skillfully slipped inside, covering both of them with the blanket and holding her tightly to his chest.

"Ah!" Ye Fan exclaimed softly, "You pervert! You're not wearing any clothes..." Ye Qing directly sealed her lips with his, passionately sucking and nibbling. After their lips parted, he casually said, "Fan'er, I don't mind if you scream a little louder, let everyone know about our 'midnight tryst,' hehe." He then chuckled wickedly.

Ye Fan rolled her eyes, found a comfortable position, and began to drift off to sleep.

"Fan'er."

"Hmm?" A lazy voice replied. She knew he had something to say, but she wasn't in a hurry; she was waiting for him to speak.

"Don't you have anything to ask, hmm?" Ye Qing buried his face in her half-long, black hair, inhaling its fresh fragrance. Ye Fan laughed. What did she have to say? Wasn't he busy?

"I want to sleep. You should tell me what's on your mind sooner rather than later." Ye Fan didn't want to argue with him any longer. As soon as she nestled in his arms, she began to feel sleepy. How funny, was he her sleeping pill?

"Sigh." Ye Qing sighed. He both loved and hated her lukewarm personality. "Liu Xuelian won't bother us anymore."

Ye Fan looked up; in the darkness, she couldn't see his expression. But his deep eyes still shone brightly; she could imagine the deep affection within them.

"Well, that's your problem, I don't care." Yes, she didn't care because she trusted him. Besides, so what if Liu Xuelian was involved? She had considerable confidence in herself. By now, she had probably forgotten her unease at dinner. She

reached out and wrapped her arms around his strong, lean waist, his smooth, firm skin irresistible to her: "I believe you."

Ye Qing seemed to sigh with relief. He was clearly someone who disdained explaining himself to others, but he could never remain calm in front of Ye Fan. He was always worried that she would choose to run away because of a misunderstanding.

Ye Qing, who had been deeply moved, suddenly remembered what her mother had said that evening, and a chill immediately crept over her: "My matter is resolved, so what about yours? Hmm? Tell me about your blind date."

Shivering from his icy aura, Ye Fan, who had been comfortably nestled in his broad, warm embrace, had to shift her body upwards. Only when she could look him in the eye did she reluctantly free her hands to cup his face, earnestly asking, "Ye Qing, do you believe me?"

Ye Qing nodded without hesitation, but then said, "I know you don't completely trust me. I hope that from now on you can truly believe me. Everything I do has a reason, and I won't betray you." Yes, not just staying by his side forever, but never betraying him. That was all she could promise. The future was long, and she didn't doubt their feelings. It was just that many things were beyond her control.

"Let's cherish every day. This mutual suspicion is exhausting... Can you promise me?"

They had never truly been in love before, and often seemed clumsy. She didn't want the happiness she had worked so hard for to wither away because of reasons unrelated to her feelings.

"Live each day to the fullest"? That was truly tempting. He wanted to be with her forever, to make her happy every single day. So, with both of them filled with hopeful anticipation, Ye Qing nodded solemnly and said firmly, "Fan'er, I believe in you. I want you to be happy every single day." Happy because of him.

Seeing his agreement, Ye Fan immediately smiled. That was wonderful; a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

"Smack~" In a good mood, she gave him a big kiss on the cheek, not caring if there was any saliva left on his face. Ye Fan said gently, "Go to sleep, goodnight."

Ye Qing smiled wickedly, his white teeth gleaming in the darkness. He hugged the little woman in his arms, bit her earlobe, and whispered, "I can't sleep, let's do some exercise..."

Ye Fan lay on the bed in a very comfortable and pleasant position, saying, "Do whatever you want, I'm not going to play along."

Ye Qing didn't mind at all and was still eager to continue his favorite "exercise."

"Fan'er, are you lying like this to seduce me? Or do you want your little brother to serve you, hmm?"

This man's indifference was all an act; in bed, he was so passionate that she couldn't resist.

"You serve me? Okay, if you make your sister feel good, there will be a reward~" Ye Fan readily agreed, but before she could finish speaking, Ye Qing had already pressed her down.

"Oh, you little vixen, watch how your little brother deals with you..." He reached out and switched on the bedside lamp, the dim yellow light instantly flooding the room, illuminating the incredibly alluring scene before him—a naked man with a strong, muscular body and bronze skin that gleamed under the light. He exuded a sensual aura, beckoning women to savor him.

If Ye Fan had to describe his scent, she felt it was the most primal scent—the scent of lust. She couldn't take it anymore; she feared she wouldn't be able to control herself if she looked any longer. She turned her head away and closed her eyes.

Brushing aside the black hair that obscured her face, Ye Qing's deep eyes were filled with fire.

Seeing her petite and delicate face appear even more fair and lovely amidst her thick black hair, Ye Qing murmured, "Fan'er, I can never have enough of you, what should I do? Just seeing you... makes me hard, you have to take responsibility..."

His hot breath sprayed on her face, causing a ticklish sensation, a feeling that seemed to travel through her pores to her heart, making her throb intensely.

"You pig that's always in heat!" Ye Fan finally couldn't help but scold. What was he saying?

Ye Qing chuckled softly, completely unconcerned about her scolding. He took her hand and placed it on his erect penis. Feeling her hand tremble noticeably, Ye Qing applied a little force, and she couldn't move.

His sensual, thin lips were only 0.01 centimeters away from hers, as if they were kissing, his breath shifting angle as he breathed: "I'm only 'heated' with you, Fan'er... Don't you like my passion...?"

Ye Fan felt her mouth go dry, secretly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, telling herself she couldn't be so useless, letting him seduce her so easily.

"Fan'er, do you want me...?" The last word was swallowed by their locked lips, like a traveler who had been thirsty for years finally finding an oasis in the desert, treating the nectar from her lips as holy water to sustain life, their kiss lingering and intense.

His strong, broad tongue stirred up waves within her soft, sweet lips, arousing the deep desire within her heart for him. As he deepened his kiss, she also extended her tongue to entwine with his.

Ye Qing parted his lips into an "O" shape, drawing her entire red lips into his mouth. He extended his tongue, hooking hers and circling it around her delicate tongue

. Saliva, which they couldn't swallow in time, flowed from their joined lips down their chins, necks, and collarbones, a scene of extreme eroticism. "Mmm..." Ye Fan was almost breathless from his intense demands, her body going limp, yet she couldn't bear to push him away. Enveloped in his warm mouth, she gently bit his tongue, then sucked it into her own mouth. Understanding her intention, Ye Qing cooperated, letting her draw him into his mouth.

"Ugh..." Ye Fan let out a satisfied sigh, her hands encircling his back, caressing his glossy skin. She turned her face to one side, kissing him from different angles. Her

long, slender, snow-white thighs wrapped tightly around Ye Qing's firm waist, rubbing back and forth, her private parts gently pulsating against his erect penis...

"Oh—" Ye Qing froze, roaring like a wild beast.

"So horny... can't wait any longer?"

A gentle breeze blew, and the plain curtains swayed in the wind, just like someone whose heart was fluttering with spring fever. The night was still long...

"Haa..." Under the dim light, Ye Fan was already completely naked. Her snow-white, high breasts hung on her chest like two beautifully shaped pieces of solidified fat. Her slender, white fingers covered her breasts, kneading them wantonly, sometimes pulling at her pink and delicate nipples, making "mmm ahh" sounds, as if begging for the man's sucking. Her sexy and alluring thighs were also crossed, rubbing against each other because of the emptiness in her lower body.

Under Ye Qing's teasing, Ye Fan always seemed vulnerable. Her private parts were already overflowing, and the glistening vaginal fluid ran down her thighs, soaking a large area of the bed sheet.

Ye Qing sat where she could see him, his hands gripping his erect penis, stroking it passionately. His lustful eyes stared at Ye Fan's provocative movements, and he let out wanton moans: "Ugh...so good...Fan'er, you're so wanton, masturbating in front of your own brother...How is it? Is it good? I'll masturbate for you too...uh-oh..."

Ye Fan couldn't stand his wanton teasing; her lower body felt empty and desperately needed to be filled by something large. Her body, accustomed to lovemaking, understood the ecstasy he could bring her, and her heart felt a tingling, unbearable itch, as if ants were crawling inside.

"Uh...uh..." Tears streamed down her face from her thirst. "Uh, Qing, I want..."

"Want what? My sexy sister, how am I supposed to know if you don't tell me?" He wouldn't let her go, insisting she say something shameful.

Ye Fan inserted his index and middle fingers into her vagina and began thrusting vigorously. The friction temporarily soothed her desire, but it was nothing compared to the feeling of being fucked by Ye Qing.

"Mmm... Ahh... You're so... bad... Oh, I want your... big cock, to go inside my cunt..."

Ye Qing finally smiled with satisfaction: "Oh? My cunt? How cunt is it? Let your little brother see..." To Ye Fan's surprise, he didn't immediately insert his penis, but instead lay down on the soft bed with an evil smile. Just as she was wondering what was going on, she heard him say seductively, "Sister, let's try something new, sit on my face."

"Ah..." Ye Fan didn't react for a moment. But then she gasped in shame. Sit on his face? My God, that's so lewd...

Seeing her hesitation, Ye Qing continued to entice her: "Fan'er, I'll make you feel like you're in heaven, come on..."

Unable to resist the words "in heaven," Ye Fan's lower body readily released a gush of nectar. She softly rolled over, her buttocks raised high, and slowly crawled towards Ye Qing. Her heavy breasts swayed back and forth with her movements, incredibly seductive.

Her juices flowed all the way, and when she finally straddled Ye Qing's handsome face, both of them couldn't help but pant heavily.

"Ugh..."

"Oh..."

Then came the "tsk tsk" sounds of sucking, Ye Fan trembled with pleasure, twisting her buttocks left and right, up and down, under his wanton teasing lips and tongue, wanting to gain more pleasure.

"Oh, little brother...so good, suck my clitoris...oh oh—yes, just like that...ah ah—"

Ye Qing's chin and cheeks were covered in her vaginal fluid, the sweet and pungent smell stimulating their senses. Hearing the word "little brother," the incestuous pleasure excited him even more. The thought of his own sister's cunt in his mouth made his swollen penis twitch uncontrollably, throbbing painfully.

Ye Qing slightly raised her buttocks and said in a low voice, "Fan'er, you're so sweet...suck my penis, let your little brother cum in you, quick!" Then he stretched out his tongue and licked around the pink slit, before lowering her body and taking her entire wet vulva into his mouth. His mouth was hot, and his tongue was very agile, enough to make any woman feel like she was in heaven.

He took her delicate petals into his mouth, his tongue vibrating rapidly against her clitoris, feeling a surge of sweet liquid flow into his mouth. His eyes deepened instantly.

Ye Fan's entire body went limp, unable to support her own weight, and she collapsed softly onto his body, which rivaled that of a fitness instructor. Her full breasts pressed against his six-pack abs, rubbing gently against them. Her nipples were already sensitively erect, and each time they brushed against the indentations between his muscles, she became even more excited. Occasionally, she could touch his curly, coarse pubic hair, and her abundant vaginal fluid never ceased. She could feel the vibrations in his chest and abdomen as he swallowed, and she could feel the rapid, powerful bulge of his muscles from excitement.

Every inch of him was so sexy, enticing her to succumb to lust with him, unable to extricate herself.

At this moment, Ye Fan's face was directly facing his hairy genitals. Amidst the thick, dark hair, a long, erect penis stood proudly, its purplish-black color hinting at its wild energy. The glans, larger than an egg, peeked from the foreskin, exuding a strong sense of aggression. Under her passionate gaze, it trembled twice, and a milky white fluid flowed out.

"Oh...so pitiful, our darling is crying...mmm...is it sick? It's so swollen. Let your sister lick it..." Ye Fan suddenly became teasing, uttering lewd words intermittently, grasping the heavy penis with both hands and slowly taking it into her mouth.

Ye Qing gently bit her clitoris, immediately eliciting a scream from Ye Fan. In extreme pleasure, her head sank down, and almost half of the penis was immediately fed into her mouth.

"Mmm—" A muffled groan escaped her lips as her vagina contracted, releasing a torrent of fluid that shot into Ye Qing's mouth. He swallowed with abandon, reaching a blissful climax.

"Mmm—" Her tongue was gripped tightly by the rapidly contracting vagina, trying to pull away, but the sensitive walls, rubbed by the barbs of her tongue, became even more aroused, spasming and drawing her deeper with each suck.

Men are easily stimulated, especially when lust is at its peak. Ye Qing's eyes were red as he greedily sucked the nectar from her lower body. His beloved woman had reached an unparalleled climax under his teasing, greatly satisfying his masculine desires. Such a sensitive, wanton body could ejaculate with the slightest teasing; how intoxicating it would be to have her beneath him and fuck her hard!

Even after Ye Fan had reached multiple climaxes, Ye Qing did not stop teasing her. He seemed addicted, carefully sucking on the plump, tender petals. The soft petals, teased until they were swollen and engorged with blood, had turned into a bewitching peach-pink color.

“Fan’er, you’re being naughty… Your little brother is licking you so well, and you don’t even lick your little treasure back…” Ye Qing said, feigning dissatisfaction, while mischievously blowing air into her tender lower passage. The warm air entering her sensitive passage stimulated her so much that she convulsed like a fish out of water.

“Mmm—you’re so annoying, always saying such embarrassing things…” Despite her words, there was no trace of disgust. From the ecstatic expression on her face, one could guess how much she was enjoying herself.

After a period of “training,” Ye Fan could now swallow most of his large penis. However, his penis was simply too thick and long, and it would still require some “diligent practice” to fully take it into his mouth.

Even so, being immersed in her soft, warm mouth still gave him an intoxicating pleasure. This was the woman he deeply loved, and now she willingly lay prostrate before him, performing such lewd acts without complaint... Just thinking about it was enough to satisfy him.

Ye Qing finally thrust his tongue wildly into her long-starved flower cave. The sudden stimulation sent a jolt through her, and she sucked hard, causing Ye Qing to pant heavily as his hot breath sprayed onto her private parts. The feeling was indescribably ecstatic.

"Mmm...uh-hmm—" Her mouth was blocked by his penis, and she could only make nasal sounds to express the pleasure in her body. If only it could be faster, faster, harder...

As if knowing Ye Fan's needs, Ye Qing increased the force, his broad tongue swirling inside her tender, juicy little cave. Sometimes it moved in and out quickly, sometimes it teased and tantalized. The tight, slippery orifice contracted rapidly under his stimulation, making it even more difficult for his tongue to move in and out.

Ye Fan spat out the penis from his mouth, grasped the two smooth, full testicles below, and caressed them one by one. At the same time, his hands were not idle either, grasping his penis and stroking it up and down rapidly. Feeling the two testicles contracting and throbbing excitedly, he playfully let them slip out of his mouth, then took the extremely aggressive glans into his mouth and began to suck hard, his tongue tip sticking into the urethral opening dripping with pre-ejaculate, mimicking the movements of him fucking

her orifice, moving in and out rapidly. "Oh, little vixen, you're driving me crazy—" Ye Qing punished her by biting her clitoris, and when she loosened her lips slightly due to the slight pain of pleasure, he pulled his lower body out of her mouth. Then he rolled over and positioned her on her side, lifting her right leg and placing it on his shoulder. He straddled her left leg, his engorged penis aimed at Ye Fan's wet, dripping flower-like opening and thrusting. The glans broke through the constantly contracting inner walls, and half of his penis was inserted.

"Ah—" The vagina was too tight. Although there was plenty of lubrication, it was still a little painful. However, because the long-awaited penis had finally entered her body, she felt an unparalleled pleasure along with the pain.

"Oh, so tight! Even after I've fucked you so many times, you're still so tight. Sister, you were born to be fucked by me—oh! I'm coming!" After saying that, he contracted his buttocks and thrust wildly into that enchanting cave, completely plunging in.

"Ugh... ugh..." His hips moved in and out of the woman's vagina at a terrifying speed, like an electric motor. His passion had been completely aroused. Under such intoxicating speed, Ye Fan could only respond with wanton moans, as if encouraging him, her lower body undulating in rhythm with his thrusts. Her

snow-white, full breasts swayed wildly during the intense lovemaking, a terrifying yet wanton sensation as if she were about to be thrown away. Ye Fan freed one hand to encircle her chest, stopping its frenzied movements.

Ye Qing's eyes darkened, and using the penetration position, he flipped her over, his engorged penis rubbing ninety degrees inside her sensitive vagina, making her scream with pleasure.

"Ah—so good!"

"There's something even better... watch how your little brother makes you slut-like—raise your horny ass!" He slapped her snow-white buttocks with a light touch, yet felt the woman's vagina contract noticeably beneath him. Ye Qing's breathing became heavier, and he gripped Ye Fan's hips, beginning a primal rhythm. The once sturdy bed creaked and groaned in sync with their debauched lovemaking.

"Ugh... slower... I... can't take it anymore, ugh..." She arched her pert little buttocks to match his fierce assault, but the man's movements were too fast. In the end, she could only barely keep up with his rhythm, her waist bent into an almost impossible arc as if it were about to break.

The man, caught up in the act, raised his hand and slapped her buttocks again. While enjoying the intense contractions of her vaginal canal, he continued to utter lewd words: "Oh! You can take it, sister, this is just the beginning, um... I'm going to make you unable to get out of bed tomorrow... Oh, so tight... It feels so good—"

"Ugh—" Ye Fan lay prone on the bed, only her buttocks raised high, enduring the intense lovemaking from behind. A tremor spread throughout her body, a tingling sensation spreading to her very core.

It seemed she was in for a tough night. But it was better to get used to it sooner rather than later; after all, men could be incredibly vigorous...

"Pinch your own breasts and masturbate in front of me..." Ye Qing's fierce attacks on his lower body did not stop. Looking at Ye Fan's lewd posture with her buttocks raised high on the bed and her full breasts swinging with his thrusts, his lust deepened. He couldn't help but want to see her perform even more wantonly, so he commanded in a deep voice.

Ye Fan turned her head, her smooth hair partially obscuring her flushed cheeks, making her appear mysterious and alluring. Her eyes were slightly upturned, her gaze a mixture of reproach and resentment. Her slightly swollen red lips, from the oral sex, pouted, and

she let out intermittent moans as Ye Qing's passionate lovemaking continued: "Mmm... Ugh... I hate it, I... I can't free my hands... You help me, I... Mmm..." "Oh, so horny!" Unable to resist her seductive gaze, and hearing her seemingly genuine request, his bewitching black eyes flashed. He suppressed his overwhelming lust and slowly withdrew his large penis from her wet body. The bulging veins scraped against the sensitive flesh, drawing out a large amount of glistening vaginal fluid.

"Ugh—" Ye Fan protested, dissatisfied. "Ugh... Hurry up and put it in, I can't take it anymore..."

"If you can't take it, then do it yourself. Didn't you ask me to help you? This position is just right," Ye Qing said, half-lying on the bed, his penis erect, his long, strong fingers pointing to his lower body. "This way you can touch your own breasts while I'm penetrating you... Aren't I considerate, you sexy sister, hmm?"

Ye Fan, who had been limp, suddenly found strength upon hearing his words. She pounced on him and kissed his thick earlobe.

"Hmph~" Ye Qing groaned.

Ye Fan released him, licked her lips seductively, and then provocatively parted her wet labia, aligning her opening with his hard penis, and slowly sat down.

"Ah~ Ah~" Her empty body was filled, and because of the position, the penis reached an unprecedented depth, the glans already touching the deep cervix, with a small part of the shaft still sticking out. The tingling and numb sensation made her stop moving uncontrollably.

"How is it? Can't even your greedy 'mouth' take it all in? Weren't you so energetic just now—oh—" Before she could finish speaking, she cried out in pleasure. Ye Fan was stimulated by the teasing in his eyes, and without caring, he sat down, the glans breaking through the narrow cervix, feeling a jolt from the tight grip, and throbbing violently a few times, almost ejaculating.

"Hmm... too tight, are you trying to squeeze your little brother to ejaculate? Not so easy, the night is still long!" She sat half-still, waiting for the urge to ejaculate to subside.

Ye Fan was also feeling the discomfort of being penetrated. The thick, hard, and hot penis was pressing directly against her body, and she couldn't adjust immediately. Of course, along with the pain, the pleasure was also rising rapidly. She suppressed her discomfort and gritted her teeth, saying, "Watch how your sister fucks you!" Then she began to move up and down.

"Mmm~ mmm~ mmm~ so full... so deep~ ah~" Although her words were forceful, the impact of the penis was too great, and the pleasure it brought was too intense, making Ye Fan, who was about to "fuck" Ye Qing, unable to hold back, letting out waves of ecstatic moans.

Ye Qing watched his sister's "stubborn" appearance with amusement, while also finding her so cute and sexy, her wantonness just right, deeply pleasing to his heart. Ye Fan,

who always had excellent stamina, also began to go limp after moving up and down for a while. Who could resist such an ecstatic activity!

"Mmm... little brother, help me..." She didn't care about being embarrassed; she just lay on top of Ye Qing. Her soft body pressed against the man's masculine naked body, her lower body twisting from side to side, their genitals intertwining, creating a passionate symphony. His thick, coarse pubic hair scratched against her labia, adding to the stimulation.

"Ahhh—that's it... fuck me..." It turned out that Ye Qing had grasped her slender waist and thrust upwards quickly a few times.

"Hehe," Ye Qing chuckled wantonly, "Sister, didn't you want to 'fuck' me? It seems you're better suited to being fucked by your little brother. I'm going to fuck you hard, fuck you until you're broken, so you won't get so wet so easily..." He then lowered his head and bit her breast, sucking fiercely. Like a hungry young beast, she was wild and clingy. Now it was his turn to help her.

"Ahhh~ So good... Just like that... Mmm... Harder..."

"Oh! What are you doing, you slutty sister?!"

"Mmm-- Harder... Ah... Harder, fuck me... Faster... I can't take it anymore, no... I'm going to lose it... Ahhh-- Lose it~" Ye Fan collapsed in Ye Qing's arms, her lower body still enduring Ye Qing's frenzied thrusts.

"Oh~ So tight!" Releasing the soft, fragrant flesh in his mouth, letting their nipples rub against each other, "You slut, you've orgasmed again... Oh, I'm going to cum too--"

"Mmm, cum in me... I want it--" Ye Fan whispered in his ear, still enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, she appeared extremely sexy and alluring.

"Mmm! I'll shoot it all into you—oh, oh, so good—" In the final few frenzied thrusts, he ejaculated thick, turbid semen, the scalding liquid burning against his sensitive uterus. Ye Fan screamed again, reaching an even more intense climax

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