【The Shy Little Grass】(Part 2) (04) Author: Many Stories in a Small Town

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Act IV: A Delicate Flower Reflected in Water, Jade Bones Soft and Gentle, Desperate Measures Taken

My name is Gu Qingqing. Others call me a "goddess," but the higher you climb, the colder it gets. I don't want to be a
cold, aloof beauty like Yu Meiren. In my heart, I'd rather be the tender "grass" cherished and loved by Brother Xia Yang
…

Last night, a light rain pattered down; this morning, the sky is clear. I seem to hear the clear, melodious song of the thrush.
Casually pulling back the curtains and opening the window, I smell the crisp, clear scent of early autumn rain, and see the blue sky, white clouds, and
the lush, dark green of my hometown. Clouds roll and unroll, swallows flutter, "Early autumn rain arrives, a gentle breeze carries flocks of geese; morning
they enter the courtyard trees, and my daughter is the first to hear it."

Resting her head on her jade-like arm against the window frame, she inhaled the original scent of the damp earth of the small town, closed her eyes, and imagined
herself climbing high to gaze into the distance, admiring the beautiful scenery of the small town in the early autumn mist of fine white rain—several verdant
peaks separated the small town from the nearby metropolis, and a bright, mirror-like river flowed through the town, like a floating
, luminous jade ribbon. Along the shimmering riverbank, smooth pebbles sparkled
like thousands of glass gems embroidered on the jade edge of the silk, exquisitely beautiful! ...

As the misty white fog dissipated, the small town, surrounded by green water, sat on a wide, flat valley, bathed in the warm
autumn sun , its verdant green and golden hues shimmering like brocade. Looking closely, sunlight and moss gaze at each other, old people and children play,
men and women laugh and talk… In the bustling areas, crowds throng, and vendors' cries rise and fall; in the quiet and leisurely areas, the
moss-covered stone steps of the alley are deserted, and in the open space not far away, an old man practices
Tai Chi with vigor, while children fly kites with innocent hearts. Occasionally, one or two graceful and beautiful women drift by,
their rosy cheeks blushing and their cherry lips pursed, stirring the heart… In this
tranquil , I jog along in the gentle flow of time...

I take a deep breath of the sweet rain-soaked air, feeling refreshed and relaxed. I open a book and, amidst the stories of literary novels,
follow the footsteps of the protagonists, strolling through the charming mountain towns with their exotic atmosphere... Speaking of which,
it's been a long time since I've traveled. I long to be close to the beautiful scenery of nature, to immerse myself in the
ethereal beauty of the world, to absorb the essence of the sun and moon! ...

In my warm and fragrant room, I spent a peaceful morning. In the afternoon, I would return to
school in the nearby town... I packed my schoolbag and luggage, lightly applied makeup, looking delicate and pure...

"Mom, I'm all packed, I'm going back to school now!...Mom!..."

Pushing open my bedroom door, I stepped into the living room. My sensitive little nose suddenly caught a strange scent, sometimes strong, sometimes faint.
The smell wafted around, carrying a sweet and alluring feminine fragrance, yet also a warm, salty, and slightly
lewd odor... In the living room, it was faint; at the door of my parents' bedroom, the scent was strong, damp, and
warm...

This smell was both familiar and strange! Since my father's death when I was nine, I followed my mother to remarry and came to
Uncle Gu's house. In this spacious and bright three-story house, as a naive and ignorant teenager, I would
often smell a similar sweet yet lewd, salty, and damp scent… As I grew older, innocent and still wet
behind the ears, I sometimes peeked through the crack in the door and saw my burly "father," Uncle Gu, with his plump, round
buttocks pressing against my mother, engaging in intense and shameful acts. Sometimes it was in the living room, sometimes in the kitchen, sometimes while they were fully clothed
… Sometimes, I was completely naked…

As a naive young girl, my skin was as white and flawless as pearls and glass. I would furrow my brows, pout, and suck my
tiny fingers, stunned and terrified by the scenes I was being spied on. “No…don’t bully my mother! Don’t
bully my mother!…No…no!…” After countless cries of anguish in my heart,
a strong, lewd, sweaty scent wafted in from outside the door…

Uncle Gu was kind and gentle, caring and attentive to me. I thanked him,
calling out sweetly, “Daddy!…Daddy!…” But deep within my warm, girlish heart,
Uncle Gu felt strange, cold, and even repulsive! …This frustration was hard to bear. Sometimes, when I was in a bad mood, I would leave
home and run to the riverside woods in the suburbs. Only then would I feel the light of day, the clearing of the fog, and breathe in
the fresh, sweet scent of nature—how wonderful and refreshing! ...

This is my little secret, the deepest lock and knot in my heart...From a young age, I have been devoted to nature,
humanities, geography, art, literature, and so on, and have been captivated by them with all my heart and soul! ...

Now, I'm a beautiful young woman, about to return to school, when I smell
the lewd, wanton scent of lovers after their passionate encounter. Startled, my brows furrow, my face darken, and I
pout. "Mom...Mom!...I have to go back to school! Go...go now!..."

"Eh?! Wait!...Sweetie!...I've prepared a small box of nutritional supplements and new clothes,
I'll get them for you right now!...Wait for me!..." My mother's slippers clattered urgently, the sound coming closer and
then receding. Her steps were slightly unsteady; having just experienced lovemaking, her face was rosy
, her shoulders slightly exposed, her clothes a little disheveled, her alabaster skin glowing with a delicate blush,
fine beads of sweat clinging to her forehead, and her wavy hair damp with perspiration...

"Here you go!...Quick!" Mom smiled, handing me the handle of my suitcase with her right hand, her left arm
trembling as she tightly protected the slit of her cheongsam skirt, as if afraid of revealing something. "Take care on your journey! Ah!...
You have a lot of luggage, call your best friend or classmate, someone will pick you up when you get off the train!...Be good! Take
good !..."

Just as I was about to turn around, a warm and passionate embrace hugged me tightly. My mother, covered in fragrant sweat, spoke in a trembling voice, her
flushed face pressed against mine, warm and comforting! This was the warmth of a mother! A surge of warmth
welled up in my young heart, and I heard soft voices whispering, "Qingqing!...Baby! Baby!...
Good boy!...Qingqing! Mommy...Mommy loves you!...I'll love you forever!...Go! Go on your way!...
Be careful ...Good boy!..."

As she walked away, I turned back to look at her. Tears still glistened in her eyes... My heart churned,
my emotions surged, and I felt a pang of shame, sorrow, and melancholy. There was a distance between me and Uncle Gu, and I seemed
to have neglected my mother lately—how wrong I had been! So heartbroken! So sad! ...

The train whistle blared, speeding away… Head bowed, I sat in the carriage, oblivious to the autumn scenery outside the window, feeling listless
… “Ring ring ring ring…” My phone rang. As soon as I answered, I could
vaguely hear the chattering and giggling of my little sister, Ma Lulu, on the other end. “Qingqing? It’s your sister Nana… Oh, I’m already on
the train !… Hmm… Hmm!… Don’t worry, Lulu and I will pick you up at the station, the car is all ready…”
"See you later!"

Just as I was about to hang up, Ma Lulu's urgent and sweet voice came through the receiver: "Sister Qingqing!
We're coming to pick you up!... Hmm... Hmm! Don't worry, I'm a good girl!... Um...
Did you bring me anything delicious?!" "Yes, yes! I always bring you something!... Not only delicious food, but also
lots of pretty new autumn clothes! Wait for me, see you at the station in a bit!"

The journey was smooth, and the train stopped, the station bustling with people. I looked down and organized my suitcase and
backpack "Qingqing!" "Sister Qingqing!" Two clear and cheerful calls came from behind, and two beautiful
, pure, and graceful ladies approached! Their clothes fluttered, their steps were light, and their beauty was as delicate and ethereal as
Chang'e in the moon—their skin was as white as snow, their faces as smooth as swans, their lips as delicate as cherries, their eyebrows as dark as ink paintings, their eyes as clear as autumn water, their bodies
as slender as willows, and every part of them exuded endless beauty!

Two beautiful young women, one tall and one short, one moving quickly and one slowly, stood side by side. The elegant one was Lin Nana,
tall and radiant; the cheerful one was Ma Lulu, pure and innocent, utterly carefree! They
looked at me with beaming smiles, their eyes sparkling like stars, their gentle smiles lingering on their lips,
calling

, melodious voice! The three angelic beauties, gathered together, were like three fairies descended to earth, instantly bathing the moonlight in their radiance,
captivating all who beheld them!

Lulu bounced around, whining sweetly for treats. Nana and I
exchanged a knowing smile . "Alright, alright! You can eat your fill back at school! It's not convenient here!..." "Okay, okay!
..." Lulu blinked her big, bright eyes happily as she bounced, jumped, and laughed...

Suddenly, I noticed something cute and alluring: two plump breasts trembling on her chest, like a pair of jade rabbits
hopping joyfully, like two white doves fluttering as if about to take flight... Since getting a boyfriend, this little cutie
has developed even more; before I knew it, her breasts had become firm and round! I chuckled and leaned close to her delicate,
translucent little ear, "Little sister's breasts have gotten even bigger!"

"Oh dear!... Sister, you're talking nonsense!... Humph!... No way! No way!... Oh dear!... I'm so embarrassed
!..." Ma Lulu, blushing like a peach blossom, giggled shyly, pursing her cherry lips, and stretched out her jade-like arm
as if to hit me... After a while, we laughed and joked, our beautiful eyes crinkling with laughter. Then, as if
by telepathy and turned to look at Sister Nana behind us, who was pulling a suitcase. Lin Nana was wearing a semi-transparent red gauze short shirt and
a dark green bra, her high, fleshy breasts showing off their alluring beauty!

"Snowy peaks veiled in red gauze, lotus buds tremble in the fragrant breeze. Heaven bestows a lock of romance, lotus petals shattered and placed in the Eastern Palace."

Two dark green peaks stand majestically, rugged and precipitous, proudly raised... What a pair of plump and round, exquisite
breasts, boundless spring scenery, all contained within these peaks! "A place where beauties have always fought, a gentle haven for heroes since ancient times,"
after seeing Sister Nana's beautiful breasts, I finally understand the wonder, it is a beauty that makes even women blush and their hearts race! Those breasts
are emitting an intoxicating fragrance, making women unable to resist holding and playing with them; if the green veil were removed, I'm afraid everyone
would rush to kiss their fragrance...

Although the three of us best friends are inseparable and have known each other since childhood, every time we look closely at the two bright
moons on her chest, we feel that they are breathtakingly beautiful and astonishing. My face flushed red, and I leaned closer to Nana, laughing, "
Sister you have such beautiful breasts!"

"Why don't you two have a taste?!" "Yes, yes, I really want some!" "I want some too! One for each of us would be just right
! Hehehe!" "Hahaha!" Lulu and I giggled and reached out our delicate hands to tug at her clothes. Sister Nana
scolded us, both amused and exasperated, "My darlings! How did you all become so naughty?! If you want to eat them, now is not the time! Not here!..."
...

The three of us were like sisters, the most beautiful girls in the whole school, and we loved to compare ourselves
with . In terms of physical development, I'm far behind, even lagging behind my younger sister Ma Lulu, who is the same age. Despite
my slender , delicate figure and delicate features, my pubic bone is prominent, my buttocks are small,
my legs are thin, and my waist is soft. My breasts, however, seem to be in hibernation; despite taking many supplements, they show no signs of growth, no signs of maturity,
and no signs of maturity… Those two pointed, white, and moist nipples show no signs of development, which truly worries me!
I long to have a pair of proud, beautiful breasts!

Outside the brightly lit girls' dormitory, night had fallen, and darkness deepened. I leaned against the window frame, feeling weary
. With my eyes closed, I could faintly hear the bustling noise of the campus, and someone playing guitar and singing—it
sounded beautiful… I was tired, gently stroking my soft, yielding breasts, feeling confused and wistful
… In a daze, I drifted off to sleep…

A cool, damp early autumn night breeze brushed against my face, seemingly sinister…

In the middle of the night, my cheeks burned, and my body felt hot. My ears were burning, but I was curled up in a ball, shivering under the thick quilt
… When I woke up in the morning, my head felt like it weighed a ton, I was dizzy and weak like someone was carsick, every pore on my
body

seemed to be on fire. I frowned deeply, gritted my teeth, and struggled a few times but couldn’t get up. “Help me ask for leave, I… I’m sick!…” In my hazy, confused state, I seemed to hear my parents’ sighs and my brother Xia Yang’s gentle calls
… There was a rustling sound, as if someone was untying the belt of my pants, gently pulling down the folds
! Startled, I tried to get up, “Plop!…” The needle pierced my buttocks, and it hurt! "Hmm!...
Hmm... Hmm..." she murmured, murmuring in her sleep, continuing her slumber... "Pfft!..." Another needle... ...
She didn't know how many needles she received, her limp body feeling light and airy, as if in a fairyland.
The sensation of the needle piercing her soft buttocks was strangely comfortable, somewhat pleasurable, and intoxicating! ...

The fever had subsided. Sitting on the bed, her lips and tongue parched, she gulped down several mouthfuls of water. Opening her eyes, she was home.
Picking up the dressing mirror, the pretty woman in the mirror looked sickly and haggard, like Lin Daiyu: "Two arched
eyebrows, seemingly frowning yet not frowning, a pair of eyes, seemingly weeping yet not weeping, filled with dew. A sorrowful air lingered on her cheeks, a delicate illness clung to her body. Tears glistened in her eyes..."
Her breath was soft and gentle. "In stillness, she was like a beautiful flower reflected in water; in motion, like a willow swaying in the breeze..." I silently recited these beautiful lines,
then gave a wry smile. I certainly wouldn't become a sickly

, delicate Daiyu! After several rounds of recuperation, I was recovering from my illness and felt much better, but I was still feeling down, for some reason!
On my flat, firm, smooth, soft belly, a lump the size of an egg had appeared,
hard and warm. I didn't know why!

My cold had healed, but the lump on my belly remained warm and swollen, neither painful nor itchy,
just unsightly!

Staying at home for so long made me feel increasingly depressed and stifled! With three or four days of leave left, I decided
to take the opportunity to immerse myself in nature and travel. It would be a pleasant autumn outing, a way to stretch my muscles, cultivate my mind, and soothe my soul.
Perhaps I could even find a paradise or a cure for my ailment!

My mind was made up, and my mother didn't object. She packed my clothes, food, medicine... and helped me pack my
bags . "Qingqing! Where are you going? Have you made a plan? Are you just going to wander around aimlessly again?!" "Hehe! Don't worry
, I've been on countless spring outings! It's okay, I'll just go wherever the wind takes me!... Roughly, roughly this direction
!"

My mother glanced in the direction I was pointing, her gentle, clear eyes sparkling. After a moment's thought,
she pointed to a place called Naizigou. "I heard there's a place called Yanglinxia nearby, where several temples
are bathed in Buddhist light. Legend has it that immortals from beyond the mortal realm once descended to this place... Qingqing, look at your sallow little face,
you should go and pray sometime!"

"Okay!... Mom, I'll be back in two days. Put that white sweater in my bag too!..."

The autumn wind was getting chilly; I needed to prepare a warmer outfit. All ready, off I went!

Outside the window, the autumn air was crisp and clear, the sun shone brightly. I set off with high spirits, skipping and hopping happily away from home. I carried
a shiny black leather backpack, wore a blue-grey brimless down knit hat, a thick, warm, dark
blue cashmere sweatshirt with black buttons, over which was a snow-white lace blouse with a red knot at the collar.
A black high-waisted pleated skirt cinched my slender waist, and I wore semi-transparent black stockings and shiny black leather shoes…

After getting off the bus, there was no main road; ahead lay a beautiful mountain forest. The crisp autumn breeze was cool and gentle
. My translucent nose greedily inhaled the sweet scent, feeling indescribably refreshed. I squinted my eyes and smiled sweetly
. Soon, I was enveloped in the lush autumn colors…

The sky was high and the clouds were light, a golden breeze was blowing. I wondered if tomorrow, beautiful little birds would chirp and sing loudly on the branches, bright and cheerful.
The leaves danced and swayed to the birdsong, some dark green, some golden, some brownish-yellow, and many
fluttered like butterflies, gently falling into the embrace of the earth… Deep in the forest, autumn colors deepened, a
bright and warm golden world unfolded, the trees stood tall, the fragrance of flowers filled the air, and countless unnamed wildflowers bloomed gracefully, vying for attention in the wind
…

Following my heart, I was immersed in the rich autumn atmosphere, reluctant to leave, and walked even further…
I don't know how long I walked, but I seemed to hear the tinkling of a mountain spring, yet I couldn't find it. Looking ahead, I saw mountain mist swirling and
stretching far into the distance, and in the verdant distance, a fiery red maple forest. "When we reach that forest, we'll rest!"…

The maple forest was enchanting, red as fire, vibrant as the sunset, beautiful as a painting! The autumn here is the most magnificent, the autumn colors the most
majestic ! A fine, misty fog swirled among the maple forest, a veritable fairyland, a paradise on earth!
My breath, carrying the fragrance of orchids, escaped my lips as I rested against a smooth, large rock. Looking down, I could faintly
make out the words "Yanglin Gorge" on the moss-covered stone. "This is Yanglin Gorge! There
should , but where is it?

" Suddenly, a few clear, melodious lines of poetry came from behind me
. Turning around, I saw a handsome young man of thirteen or fourteen, dressed in flowing white robes, his hair flowing, exuding an ethereal,
ancient , standing in the white mist. He was as beautiful as jade, elegant and refined. His face was fair, his eyebrows delicate, his nose
small and exquisite, his lips red and his teeth white. His skin was as white and smooth as a snow lotus, his eyebrows thick and curved, his eyes brimming with autumn water, his figure as graceful as a
jade tree in a painting!

What a handsome young man! I was completely mesmerized. Had a celestial child descended to earth, or rather, a young immortal? The poetry had stopped,
and the young man noticed me. His slightly childish, fair face trembled slightly, and his clear eyes
sparkled like stars, like the sacred pool atop the Heavenly Mountains… He scrutinized me intently, seemingly captivated
by my delicate, charming, pure, and beautiful face, and my graceful, ethereal figure. His
gaze darted up and down, his eyes sparkling, finally lingering on my semi-transparent black stockings. His eyes
slid down to the point where my slender legs met, down to the pleated skirt, and then greedily stared at the base of my thighs…

A blush rose on his cheeks, making his rosy face shine like a ripe red apple in
September ! The handsome young boy, still somewhat childish, reluctantly withdrew his greedy and lewd gaze.
"Ahem!...Um!...This...Sister! Sister, the mountains are high and the forests are deep, why did you come to Yanglin
Gorge alone?! Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid of what! A clear conscience fears no accusation! I just came here for a spring outing, the scenery is so beautiful,
it's truly worth the trip! You're alone, a little kid running around, and you're not afraid, so why should I be!
Hehehe...!" I covered my mouth, my face flushed, and laughed heartily...

"I'm not a child! Not a child!..." He blinked his big eyes, unable to resist staring
at the girl's stunningly beautiful face, his gaze lingering on the
mysterious cleft between her round buttocks beneath her black pleated skirt and her slender, graceful legs... "This area around Yanglin Gorge is
my sacred temple, a holy place that doesn't welcome outsiders. You... you should leave!" With that, his
face flushed bowed three times, turning back every two steps, reluctantly disappearing into the misty haze
...

Who cares! It's a sacred place, the Bodhisattva must be efficacious. My mother told me to come and pray! I smoothed
my hair behind my ear, straightened my spirits, and stepped into the misty depths of the maple forest...

After wandering around, suddenly, behind a lush green tree, the sky brightened, and looking closer, a wide-open
space opened up before me! "When you think you've reached the end of the road, a new path opens up! Through the misty fog, you can vaguely make out
an ancient temple, its narrow, moss-covered stone steps leading upwards… My heart leaps with joy. I gently stroke
the warm, round little mound of flesh on my belly, thinking happily, 'This is it! I must go and pray to the Bodhisattva for a speedy recovery.'"
May my strange illness heal and may my inner turmoil and sorrow be dispelled as soon as possible... Perhaps I will even receive the bodhisattva's grace and
find a miraculous cure from beyond the mundane world! "

I reverently and neatly tidied my clothes and bangs, then climbed the steps...

This was an ancient temple, its gate small and its doors slightly ajar. Peeking inside, I saw mist
rising from the distance, and up close, the tiled roofs hinted at hidden power and hidden strength! Looking up, the lintel was bare, without
a plaque Stepping inside, I saw green tiles and red walls, fragrant flowers and lush trees, a truly magnificent sight!

Walking along the mottled, slippery stone steps, I saw milky-white mist rising from the eaves of a building in the distance,
drifting upwards, "Clang!...Clang!..." The deep, resonant sound of a bell rang twice in my ears... Indeed, 'Entering the ancient temple
at dusk , the rising sun shines on the tall trees. A winding path leads to a secluded spot, where the meditation room is surrounded by flowers and trees. The mountain light pleases the birds, and the reflection in the pool calms the mind.
All sounds are silent here, except for the sound of bells and chimes.'"

Passing by pine trees, bamboo groves, artificial hills, and flowering trees, I approached the grand hall. Outside the door stood a chubby
man in gray, sweeping the floor. He looked up at me, paused for a moment, his eyes flickering with what seemed like fear or
pity, then lowered his head and turned away, continuing to sweep…

The entrance to the temple hall was also empty, filled with the swirling smoke and the aroma of incense. Stepping over the threshold, I saw
an elderly man in simple gray robes sitting devoutly before a large Buddha statue, holding a string of prayer beads and
chanting "Om Mani Padme Hum" with his eyes closed…

The Buddha statue before him seemed unusual; it was tall and imposing, with two faces, one side dignified and solemn. On one side , he had a stern,
kind face ; on the other, he had willow-leaf eyebrows, peach-blossom eyes, a slightly upturned mouth, and a smiling face… In his right hand,
he gripped a guqin resembling a pipa, while in his left hand he held a thick, long, shiny black, columnar object, like a large iron yam,
the nature of which was unknown. Beneath his crotch, a plump and robust goat bleated, leaping on its front hooves, its large, fleshy
rump facing us, its tail, rump, and legs gleaming, as if sticky and wet
…

I devoutly and solemnly bowed to the Buddha, carefully observing it, then was drawn by the chanting of “Ooh Ah Ma La” and
looked at the old monk beside me. A few wisps of snow-white goatee fluttered in the wind, bobbing up and down
like the slender branches of an old banyan tree swaying in the breeze. His chest was puffed out, the dark veins on his neck trembled, and he was vigorous and spirited,
with an air of otherworldly grace! Upon closer inspection, however, time had clearly eroded him—his arms were covered with withered veins, like withered vines entwining
an ancient tree ; his fingers were thick at the tips like radishes, his nails as thick as coins, while the bases of his fingers were as
thin as crab legs, like frail, dry branches…

His face was dark and wrinkled, like the peel of a dried orange, or like newly tilled black soil, but an
unusual, gleaming sheen shone on his face, making him appear still radiant and full of energy! He was dressed
simply , without any scent. Soon, my sweet, girlish fragrance enveloped him...

"Female benefactor, you have Buddha in your heart and are devout in doing good. You will surely receive Buddha's blessing. If you have any suffering, any requests, or
any questions, you will surely understand!" The old monk, with his eyes closed, actually knew that there was someone beside him, and even knew that it was a woman!

His deep, slightly hoarse yet resonant and powerful voice opened, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light. His dark, jade-like pupils were deep and
bright, flashing with an unusual luster. He raised his withered, tree-like hand and picked up a square, beige paper from the table.
"Benefactor... uh... young lady, write down any unhappiness or desires in your heart on this paper.
I will chant Buddhist scriptures for you later and convey your heartfelt words to Buddha!..."

I took the paper, bent over the table, and began to write rapidly...

The old monk's bright eyes shone with piercing light as he stared intently at me, his lips trembling,
a few strands of his snow-white goatee swaying gently in the wind... The beautiful young woman before me was breathtakingly beautiful, with unparalleled grace and elegance! That kind of beauty
was an imagined beauty, dazzling and radiant, like the halo of a new moon, like snow piled on flowering trees. Her skin was as white as snow, her face as smooth as swan's cream, her lips
like cherries, her eyebrows like ink paintings, her eyes like autumn waters, her body as slender as a willow, exuding endless gentleness from head to toe. Her eyes were like two
clear, azure pools, sparkling with starlight in their gentle ripples; her face was exquisitely beautiful, elegant and otherworldly, untouched by any trace
of worldly concerns…

Her breasts were slightly full, delicate and petite; her legs were slender and soft, adding to her allure! As I bent over
writing his dark nose close to the bright, spring-like area between my legs, beneath my skirt, and took a deep breath of her ethereal
fragrance. The young girl's scent invigorated him and stirred his heart! At the base of those beautiful black-stockinged legs, beneath the skirt and crotch,
the fragrant flesh swelled like delicate little hills, and one could vaguely see the milky-white silk camisole beneath the black pantyhose…
…

I concentrated intently, writing earnestly, pouring out my girlish feelings, my worries and troubles to the Bodhisattva—

My first worry: I am naturally beautiful, the most beautiful of all, and talented. All the girls revere me as a "goddess" and
a "role model," but I also feel a lot of pressure. The higher you climb, the colder it gets. I must always strive to be the best. I really want to let go of worldly concerns and live a
carefree and relaxed life!

My second worry: Recently, Sister Nana and Sister Lulu have developed so well, especially their beautiful breasts,
round, plump, and delicate, which are the envy of everyone. My breasts, on the other hand, are developing slowly. Alas, beauty is always the battleground,
and the gentle embrace of heroes has always been a place of struggle! ...

My third worry is that after my mother remarried, I repeatedly peeked at my stepfather, Uncle Gu, doing intimate things with her.
The scene of their lovemaking was like the earth splitting and mountains collapsing, thunder roaring and the sea churning... It terrified me! From the bottom of
my heart hated and even loathed Uncle Gu, yet I flattered him to his face, harboring inexplicable feelings for him!
As for intimate matters between men and women, I couldn't help but feel aversion and disgust...

My fourth worry is that my brother Xia Yang and I are deeply in love and inseparable, but I'm
never causing him to only scratch the surface and never fully enjoy himself. Although we have a deep affection and whispered sweet nothings, our love lacks
luster and passion!

Fifthly, my heart has been heavy with worry and anxiety lately, and I've been quite ill. A hard, swollen lump of flesh
has appeared I don't know what to do…

Seventh… I poured out all my girlish secrets, standing before the desk, writing intently…

Little did I know, the old monk behind me was experiencing a surge of lust, his blood boiling, his desires running high! His
wide eyes and withered hands were reaching out to slip inside my short skirt and black stockings, eager to explore
the beauty of spring! …

The sound of shoes, “clack… rustle… clack… rustle…” grew closer, and the old monk immediately
straightened up, pretending to be deep in thought with his eyes closed. His ashen face flushed crimson, the wine-red color soaking into his entire skin!

A handsome young man emerged from the back hall—the very same ethereal young man I had just met in the maple forest! He was dressed in white
with black hair , not tall, yet swaying gently like a jade tree. His face, as white as a silver plate, was exquisitely
handsome, with long, delicate, slightly childlike eyelashes framing his beautiful eyes… The young man turned to look at me, instantly recognizing me.
A blush crept onto his cheeks, making him appear as delicate and beautiful as a peach blossom in full bloom! ...

He smiled, a sweet smile, his perfectly proportioned red lips beneath his delicate, straight nose radiating a dazzling
grin ...

The boy paused, "Sister, you really came here! There's nothing fun here... uh... we shouldn't
stay long... go after you've finished praying!" I was halfway through writing when I heard him say this, and I felt a surge of annoyance. "You child,
why do you still have your hair? You're not a monk here, are you? You're an outsider, yet you're meddling in my business! I
have important things to do, go play somewhere else!" I waved my hand, and the boy gracefully departed, his face flushed
as he glanced at my black-stockinged legs and little bottom, then turned to look at the silent old monk with his eyes closed, "Sigh!"
He sighed softly and drifted away...

Finished writing! The pale yellow paper was covered with my delicate and neat handwriting, written by a young girl. "Master, I've finished writing
! Please recite the scriptures and chant Buddha's name for me! I'm extremely grateful!"

The old monk took the paper and carefully put it into his robes. "This old monk will go to the sacred Buddhist temple in the back hall to recite the scriptures carefully.
There is fine tea on the table. Please rest for a moment, young lady!" He turned and left. I sat on the antique carved wooden chair,
sipping my tea and pacing back and forth...

After a while, the monk came back from afar carrying a silver tray, the tray sparkling with starlight.
I stepped inside, respectfully set down the silver tray, and cupped the gilded and silver-inlaid dragon and phoenix cup, its brilliance dazzling. The jade nectar
within was crystal clear, its sweet fragrance intoxicating and refreshing…

“Benefactor, your affinity with Buddhism is profound! Your tears of sorrow and worldly ties have led you to the realm of immortals. In
your compassion, the immortals have bestowed this jade nectar to dispel your worries and relieve your suffering. How wonderful!…”

The nectar, crystal clear and translucent, fragrant and alluring, was irresistible… I respectfully picked it up and
drank it down in one gulp! ...

After chatting with the monk for a few moments, I looked out the window and saw that it was already getting dark. "Master, it's getting late
. Is there any place to stay here?" "Yes! There's a Jade Pool Immortal Bed in the back room.
Please don't be shy, make yourself at home!" He pointed to the back room, then flicked his sleeves, beaming with pride,
and drifted ...

Turning past the pavilion, I came to a spacious and beautiful courtyard, lush with greenery and bathed in the beautiful autumn light. Rows of rooms were bathed in the glow of the night.
Wandering around, I strolled inside. At the end of the gallery, the eaves of the large room were shrouded in mist, white smoke billowing.
I wondered if it was from the flourishing incense or the burning fire of an alchemical furnace?

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, I saw silver mist splashing, hot springs gurgling, gushing like pearls and jade, steaming—what a beautiful hot
spring, like a fairy bathing in a Jade Pool! The cascading water , like snowflakes, rises in a misty haze. The hot spring pool is vast, with
sandalwood , all bathed in the swirling steam. Beaded curtains twinkle like stars, and the air
is thick with a light, veiled atmosphere… A rich, intoxicating fragrance, like roses or lavender, fills the air, so comforting and
relaxing that one can't help but let down their guard and become completely immersed…

The silver spring evokes longing, its gentle flow full of affection; the rising steam greets the bathing sun, its warmth creating waves of heat. The body feels refreshed, the illness miraculously cured
; I envy not the birds of the Heavenly Pool, but willingly become a resident of the hot spring!

Lifting the beaded curtain and stepping inside, the sandalwood bath bed and surrounding area are covered with vibrant, colorful flower petals—large
, glistening, wet, and delicate, exuding a sweet fragrance, utterly enchanting! I wonder which esteemed guest
is fortunate enough to bathe daily in this celestial paradise?

My slender hands gently caressed the flower petals on the wooden bed. Steam rose, and it was very hot all around. Soon, I was drenched in fragrant sweat
... Suddenly, the world spun around me, my ears rang, and my vision blurred. The lump on my lower abdomen
became clearly hot and burning...

As if walking on auspicious clouds, my legs felt weak and unsteady. I staggered and swayed, leaning on the wooden bed, panting softly.
My breath was fragrant, and fine sweat beaded on my forehead. My whole body felt weak, as if I were drunk or asleep...

"Ah!..." A crisp voice of surprise came from behind me. I turned around and saw a young man, the same
handsome young man I had met twice! He looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, with a handsome face, a face like a full moon
, eyes like a pair of blue lotus flowers, and slightly parted lips, his face full of surprise. He was dressed casually, holding a bath towel,
his figure handsome and dashing…

“You?…you…sister, how did you get here alone? Oh dear, this…this…” He looked
embarrassed , hesitant to speak, his face flushed as he stood there hesitantly. I was drunk, my eyes blurry, my whole body weak, my body felt boneless,
and I was sweating profusely. I struggled to turn around and used all my strength to rush towards the handsome young man. “Dizzy…so dizzy!…Oh!…Mmm!…
Help…help me to rest!…”

With this rush, I pulled the young man into my arms! He was a head taller than my shoulder, and smelled wonderful.
Instinctively
lost consciousness…

It was hazy, perhaps a dream… In my ears, the babbling of a stream was melodious and clear. Faintly,
I hear whispers and murmurs…

“Little Yang, today the weather is fine and the sky is bright. Suddenly, white mist rises, auspicious clouds fill the air, and
a beautiful fairy maiden, as lovely as a flower and as fragrant as the moon, has appeared. It is the will of Heaven! This opportunity must not be missed. For both public and private reasons,
you should hold your coming-of-age ceremony and capping ceremony, take over the mantle of our Yanglin Ancient Temple, continue its lineage, and restore its prestige!…
”

"No, no, since succeeding to this high position as a young girl, I've spent my days traveling, enjoying nature, composing poems, and painting, all to
learn from the past and present, to absorb the nourishment of books, and to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth. Now, though I'm only a teenager, I'm already
elegant and full of spirit! This lady, though she has a fairy-like appearance and is incredibly beautiful, according to her self-description on the yellow paper,
she's already lost her virginity in her prime! I've always kept myself pure and abstaining from beauty. My coming-of-age ceremony, of course, is…
"

"Hey!… That's not right! Since ancient times, in the main hall, we kneel before Mara, the sixth heaven of the Desire
Realm. He has a captivating lyre, holds a large, dark phallus, and has also passed down a Scripture of Desire. According to
the Scripture of Desire, your coming-of-age ceremony and capping ceremony do not require a virgin as a sacrifice!…"

"But… but this young lady is so pure and flawless, like a beautiful flower, so innocent and pure, I… I really can't bring myself to do it!
…"

"Alas! That is also incorrect! According to that yellow paper, this beauty is troubled by unforgettable worries, her sorrows are unresolved, and her heart is knotted with unresolved issues."
The root cause of her distress is that she fears her stepfather's lewd behavior while simultaneously yearning
for her boyfriend's love. She feels shy, doubtful, fearful, and longing towards sexual intercourse… This ailment is curable.
Rather than hesitating and going around in circles, it's better to open your arms and accept her. Give her what she fears most;
therefore, sexual intercourse is the perfect remedy for her emotional distress! Healing and saving lives is a noble cause, and Yangwa
cannot refuse! "

...How far do I have to go?!" The boy blushed, looking down at the beautiful girl beside him.
Her face was flushed, revealing a sallow, haggard appearance. The boy slipped his hand inside her white gauze shirt. Her lower abdomen was soft
, warm, and smooth. He touched a hard, bulging lump of flesh, which was hot and burning...

"Completely cleanse her! Bestow upon her great favor... Give her all the yang essence you've accumulated over fourteen years. It will surely dispel her
pent-up emotions and dispel her worries!... Besides... Besides, when I stepped in just now, she was limp and weak in your
arms. You had one arm around her slender waist, and the other hand was touching her little bottom under her skirt. Your nose and cheek were rubbing against
her pair of little jade rabbits on her beautiful breasts. I saw your little red tongue lick those two
little red grapes through her white silk shirt..."

"Enough!...I...I didn't?!...It was beyond my control. To tell you the truth, I met this young lady
three times , and each time I tried to persuade her to leave, but she wouldn't listen. Perhaps it's fate, destiny, that brought us together,
and we can't go against it!...By the way, you drugged her, you old sheep! Do you still have the heart
of a ox, at your age, wanting to seduce this beautiful Chang'e?! Cherish your last remaining
red egg!..."

The old monk suddenly blushed, his heart pounded, his ears burned, and his veins throbbed. He wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground! He was once
the highest-ranking monk in this ancient temple—the Sheep Master! Surrounded by a throng of sheep, fawning over him, he had
a beauty nightly revelry—how majestic he was! One day, the lambs lured a
stunningly beautiful woman, as lovely as a fairy, and drugged her, bringing her up the mountain. After a night of passionate lovemaking, the male lamb lay on
her fragrant shoulders and back, touching her smooth, sweaty, fragrant, sticky, and
wet buttocks, and fell asleep… Unexpectedly, the beauty awoke, pulled a delicate and antique silver dagger from her bag,
and pointed it at his monstrous groin. The red and black behemoth plunged into him... From then on, he was left with only one testicle, his libido greatly diminished, and
he had no interest in lewd pleasures anymore. Instead, he spent his days wandering around searching for elixirs and medicines, neglecting temple affairs... Yanglin Ancient Temple became desolate
and deserted. He failed to live up to the expectations of the people and was dethroned. He was ridiculed and mocked every day, experiencing the coldness and warmth of human nature.
Years later, there were only a few people left in the ancient temple, but his sexual function, which he had been trying to cultivate for many years, gradually recovered, and he was appointed as the old steward and resumed his post in
charge of temple affairs! ...

This old monk was sixty-six years old, already past his prime. The years had made him look even darker and older,
but his manhood, dormant for many years, had become remarkably strong and sturdy. Though not as impressive as it once was, it still caused several young girls
who had mistakenly entered the temple to cry out in agony and experience ecstasy. On many dark nights, he would hold his erotic scripture, flip
through a few pages, and, with his large, red and black beast erect, stroll towards the inner chamber where spring was in full bloom...

Now, the handsome young man before him was about to undergo his coming-of-age ceremony and take over the ancient temple. This old monk could finally live
a carefree happy old age, indulging in his love and lust! However,
the young girl offered for the coming-of-age ceremony of the Shepherd was a holy maiden. Even if he had lustful desires, he would never dare to act recklessly. If he defiled the holy maiden, he would be
severely punished!

"No, no! How could this old monk dare to covet the Holy Maiden!... Today is an auspicious day, and it is already evening.
I will go and prepare the ceremony, clothing, jade tablets, and other items. Please, Lord Yang,
formally ..." The monk said as he turned and left the hot spring bath. The young man was still
gazing intently at the sleeping beauty beside him. The girl had a graceful and slender figure, and was exceptionally beautiful. She lay on the wooden couch amidst a hundred flowers,
her hair like a waterfall, her eyebrows arched, and her beautiful eyelashes rose and fell with her breath. Her nose was delicate and straight, her cheeks were flushed,
her lips were cherry-red, and her oval face was as smooth and lustrous as a peony... The young man's right hand was still gently
caressing . Her snow-white skin was glistening with fragrant sweat, so smooth, so soft, so tender, warm and fragrant...
…

The handsome young man couldn’t help but reach out his left hand to explore the beauty of spring under the black high-waisted pleated skirt—the
black pantyhose were tight and smooth, warm and hot, and the small mound of flesh between her legs was soft and tender,
feeling wonderful to the touch, as if he could even feel the soft fleshy cleft! ...His right hand slid down, slipping into his crotch and
caressing the smooth mound of his genitals...

"Miss!...I...I'm not a child! Tonight I will become the Goat Lord.
The ceremony is sacred, but there may be some offense involved. I apologize!...Becoming the Holy Maiden of my temple can cure your heartache and help
you unlock the chains of desire..."

After bathing and changing, dressed neatly, the handsome young man, with a face as clear as autumn water, respectfully entered the front hall and
knelt at the feet of Mara, the sixth heaven of the Desire Realm. He listened to the Goat Lord chanting scriptures behind him. After the ceremony, the two,
one in front and one behind, like master and servant, slowly bowed every three steps and kowtowed every nine steps, strolling to the entrance of the back courtyard
... "The kowtow ceremony is complete. Please, Goat Lord, enter the back courtyard, step onto the dragon bed, and appreciate the Holy Maiden!..."

The autumn wind was chilly, the autumn night was dark, and the ancient, carved oil lamp flickered and trembled...

"It's getting dark so quickly! Uncle Yang, your...your medicine...the effects won't...will it wear off?!"
"Don't worry, Uncle Yang! Our Yanglin Ancient Temple boasts a wide variety of fine wines, medicinal herbs, and elixirs, each with its own unique characteristics. Just now, I only had
a cup of 'Drunken Fragrance.' That medicinal wine is incredibly fragrant,
brewed with snowmelt and jade spring water, combined with purple bud flowers, mother cloves, cinnamon, and more. Its effects are long-lasting, and its wonder lies in its ability to 'intoxicate the body but not the spirit, intoxicate the heart but not the emotions!' Only those who have experienced it firsthand
understand its wonders! Tonight, your young lady will likely be intoxicated all night, completely at your mercy!..."

The white-jade-clad youth glanced sideways at the slyly smiling old monk with his peach-blossom eyes: "Offering women as sacrifices to the demon god,
upholding ancient customs, is naturally my duty, I understand. As for bestowing favors, I can handle that myself. You may
stop!"

"As you command." The old monk bowed deeply, respectfully presenting two items with both hands: a
square ebony box in his left hand and an ancient tungsten-iron scripture in his right. The young man took the ebony box, a strange and exotic fragrance wafting
towards him . He then took the scripture, lowered his gaze, and the ancient seal script characters "The Great Desire Sutra of the Union of Yin and Yang" jumped into his eyes.
Curious, he turned to a page, where a line of text stood out prominently: "Heaven and earth intertwine, all things are transformed; male and female
essences unite, all things are born!"

The old monk withdrew, and the boy stepped over the threshold and strolled into the backyard.

The fragrant sandalwood box in his arms was quite mysterious. He slightly opened it, revealing only a few brownish-yellow pills with a
golden . The boy frowned, thinking, "Why would I need this? You chose me as the 'Sheep Master,
' so my manhood must be extraordinary!"

He wasn't lying. Although only fourteen or fifteen years old and short, he was naturally endowed with a magnificent manhood. At this moment,
thinking of his older sister, filled with lust and wicked desires, a tent swelled in his pants. His virgin,
rosy penis was comparable to that of a mature man!

"Miss!...I'm here!... " The young man, handsome as jade, smiled lewdly.
He approached the hot spring bath, one hand on his pounding chest, the other rubbing his hard, hot, swollen crotch below
his abdomen .

The wooden door creaked...creaked..." Inside, steam filled the room, and on the dark rosewood bath
bed, the young woman's body was immersed in the milky white mist... From afar, one could see her flat... Lying there,
her slender, black-stockinged legs were smooth and delicate, her snow-white belly and slender waist peeking out from above her pleated black skirt,

her white shirt slightly disheveled… The young man approached his young lady. Her skin, as white as milk
,
was bright and jade-like, adorned with countless tiny, sparkling water droplets that seemed to draw all the light in the room, like moonlight pouring down… A fragrant aroma filled the air. The girl was damp all over, her hair spread like dark clouds, her eyelashes closed, her lips red and
luscious, as beautiful as a crabapple blossom. Her chest rose and fell beneath her white gauze shirt…

A sweet dream, a beauty like wine. She slept so peacefully, her curves exquisite and alluring, her fragrance intoxicating.
Visually and olfactorily, it was a breathtakingly wonderful experience, making one's blood boil and filled with excitement!

The young man drew closer, gazing at her captivating, dewy face, pure and radiant with youthful energy, exuding a noble and
compelling allure! A surge of warmth coursed through him, his heart pounding with joy. The young man reached out and, without thinking,
cupped her exquisitely beautiful face in his hands, leaning in to kiss her forehead.

The girl's delicate brows were slightly furrowed, a cloud of sorrow and illness veiled between her brows.

"My dear sister! Seeing your heart filled with worry and your soul troubled, it's truly pitiful!… In truth, love between men and women, the
pleasure of lovemaking, is the necessary path to the union of yin and yang, the harmonious union of lovers! Open your heart and
accept it; that is the right way. Tonight, in this beautiful night, let us be husband and wife for a night. After our lovemaking, your physical and
mental suffering will be healed!… This is my first time too! Please accept my offer!"

The young man then proceeded. He picked up a wooden basin, scooped up a basin of steaming hot spring water, stepped into the sandalwood bath bed, and
slowly began to pour and soak the girl's clothes and skin, starting from her jade-like neck. Her jade-like legs and delicate pink feet
were faintly visible through her black stockings, and her white shirt was almost transparent, revealing the curves of her chest!

The young man could not restrain himself, and he put his jade arm around her fragrant shoulder, lifted her upper body, and held her in his arms! "The
peony , holds tears of spring; the rose, powerless, lies on the morning branch. The jade girl is lifted up, delicate and weak, just when the rain and dew are bestowed upon her!"

Her hair was fragrant, her peach-like face was moist, he smelled it, kissed it... The young man's hand caressed and stroked her fragrant shoulders, jade back, wasp
waist hand, while the other slipped into her wet white gauze shirt, wantonly kneading, teasing, and
playing with her pair of jade-like breasts! His chest, bulging against the white shirt, bounced and throbbed with delight…
His two small, plump breasts, though not large, were pink and trembling, moist, soft,
and warm , like peach blossoms in spring or new cotton in early summer, their nipples a delicate red, making them even more irresistible!

Books say these breasts can “capture a man’s soul and arouse a woman’s lust.” The young man’s hands were busy, his heart
filled with pleasure , marveling at their wonder. This size, this shape, perhaps it was just right for him… Although he had read about men and women
whispering sweet nothings and making love in books, and had even spied on old monks and henchmen engaging in lewd acts, “knowledge gained from books is ultimately superficial;
true understanding comes from experience!”…

The young man, blushing, climbed onto the bathing bed, lifting his wet shirt above his beautiful breasts. Those two adorable,
delicate breasts trembled and jumped timidly—how beautiful, how wondrous! "Snowy peaks veiled in white gauze, lotus buds tremble
in the fragrant breeze." The young man bent over, plunging his head into a vast ocean of warmth, licking, sucking, deeply holding, gently
swaying, intoxicated, soaring...

His hands were filled with soft, smooth, and moist flesh; his mouth was filled with sweet, jade-like sweetness, delicate and luscious... The pleasure
in his upper body stimulated the young man's desire. He felt a buzzing in his stomach, a burning heat in his groin, a tight,
uncomfortably hard erection. He couldn't help but press his bulging crotch against her breasts, the hard tent rubbing against them a few times, but he
wasn't satisfied. The young man grew impatient, lying flat on the bath bed, pulling the girl's head between his legs,
squinting his eyes, cupping her beautiful face and pressing it down, rubbing and thrusting. He was actually using the girl's chubby
little face to masturbate!

"Ha!...What a waste! He's such a novice. I used to teach him step by step, but he wouldn't learn. He
even righteously scolded me for indulging in women and being lustful. Now, seeing a beauty in his arms, he's all flustered
and clumsy... Maybe, just maybe, he'll call me over to give him some guidance and help... Hehe..."
At the changing room door of the hot spring bath, the old monk peeked at the scene. "This girl is so beautiful and tender,
like . I'll feast my eyes first. If she doesn't call me later, I'll go back to my inner room and rape my hidden beauty
!"

"Wow!...Ha..." The old monk turned his head and looked again. He saw the handsome young man's rosy and shiny penis
jump out of his crotch. It was huge, thick, hard, and powerful. The luscious, blood-red glans was bumping and rubbing
against the girl's face! From a distance, it was hard to see clearly, only the beautiful girl's head rising and falling
between ... The boy, with a massive penis disproportionate to his age, was developing in his trousers. As
the future "Sheep King," he thought, "his future lust and savagery will be unparalleled. Perhaps he won't scold or reprimand me anymore. The Sheep King is young and vigorous, full of
desire and virility, while I am old and frail. Alas, if we could share fine wine and beautiful women together, that would be
a joy in my later years!"

A moment later, the boy stood up, cupped the beautiful girl's delicate, rosy cheeks in his hands, and gazed at her
intently , feeling a pang of guilt. The girl's lips were like cherries, her tongue fragrant, her small mouth slightly parted
, revealing a mysterious and alluring depth, a moist opening that seemed to hold the key to desire.
The boy's swollen, mushroom-shaped penis was inches away!

Sweeping away his guilt, the boy's lust surged, and he couldn't help himself. His thighs spread in a "V" shape, he straddled her, his hard
, uncontrollable penis throbbing as it thrust towards the girl's cherry-like mouth!

Wet, hot, sticky, slippery—the hot breath filled her mouth, and her soft, warm tongue and cheeks
pressed against it! Silky, sticky saliva was everywhere! The soft, slippery heat quickly spread throughout his body. The boy
shuddered, forcefully parting her lips and tongue, exploring deeper, hotter into her throat. That strong, rosy
penis, glowing red, shone brightly, beautiful and dazzling, now erect, parting her red lips and entering
her round, jade-like mouth! Her innocent face was being violated; the immediate satisfaction, the sense of conquest, urged
the boy to continue exploring, thrusting, and pumping!

His technique was poor; with each thrust, his pearly white teeth seemed to scrape against the tender, moist walls of his penis, hard
and painful, yet inside was a sticky, hot sensation of flesh and fluid—a bittersweet experience. The boy, worried
the girl beneath him might bite, could only proceed cautiously, slowly thrusting in and out in a piston-like motion. His penis was long;
two-thirds reaching her throat. The boy's large glans felt enveloped by the hot fluid,
swirling and rubbing against the fleshy cavity of her throat…

"Ugh!...Cough cough!...Cough cough!...Ugh!..." The girl coughed lightly due to excessive saliva, startling the boy who
quickly withdrew. His teeth scraped against the glans, causing some pain. The glans,
bright and smooth, gleamed, with thin, sticky, transparent liquid dripping down... "Cough cough!...Mmm..." The girl's
crescent-shaped eyes trembled, and her sleepy eyes slowly opened. Her soft, beautiful eyes darted around, rippling like autumn water.
She glanced at the handsome boy, "Brother Xia!...Husband!...I hate it...I hate it!...You're bullying me again, teasing me
..." She mumbled a few words before turning to sleep...

"Husband? Brother Xia?...Does he think I'm his husband? Judging by her age, he must be her boyfriend!"
...This stunningly beautiful young lady has already been taken by that Xia-gege, and it's said she even lost her
virginity! It's infuriating! ...By the way, since this "Drunken Fragrance" only intoxicates the body and not the spirit, only intoxicates the heart and not the soul, and
since the lady considers me her boyfriend, I'll just play the role of her husband for once. The lovemaking of a man exploring the flower's heart and a woman
caressing

jade-like limbs—that's the most wonderful thing! "Wife! Let's consummate our marriage and make love!"... The young man touched his hard, sticky
penis, rubbed his large, full scrotum, composed himself, and reached for the black pleated skirt. He lifted her slender
waist and buttocks, and in a few swift movements, the pleated black skirt was pulled away from her beautiful legs and tossed aside.

Below her smooth, firm abdomen, the wet black stockings were semi-transparent, tightly wrapping her pubic bone, buttocks
, and long, slender legs. The boy touched the girl's beautifully curved and protruding pubic bone with affection, then slid down, caressing
the mound of her pubis, and sliding towards the smooth and tender area between her legs. Through the stockings, he caressed, rubbed, and
rubbed ...

The white panties were completely soaked, and when he squeezed them, a lot of water was squeezed out. Her jade-like legs were pressed tightly together,
and the alluring slit at her vulva was particularly eye-catching. The young man's slender, white fingers probed inside,
parting the warm labia through two layers of cloth, exploring and teasing her...

"Mmm!...Mmm!...Mmm mmm!..." The girl occasionally let out a few soft moans, delicate, trembling, soft
, and tingling... The young man was excited by the sound, feeling a sweet joy in his heart, and he caressed and rubbed her even more passionately, playfully
sliding fingers over her perineum, giving a pinch and teasing touch to the little anus deep in her buttocks... "Mmm mmm!..." The girl seemed
to notice something, murmuring something in her sleep, her beautiful legs flipping over, instinctively protecting between her legs, and she lay on her right side to continue sleeping.

The young man quickly took off his clothes, revealing a fair body like a white stripe in the waves, shimmering silver, with a
thick, purplish-red beast sticking out, ready to unleash its lewd power. He grabbed the side edge of the girl's left pantyhose and pulled it down,
inch by inch, the black stockings slipping off her long, slender left leg. The silvery sheen, like pearls and jade, shimmered on her beautiful leg, dazzling and
radiant—what a beautiful, jade-like leg!

The stocking was pulled away from her left foot, revealing her delicate, petite foot and toes, above which lay
her slender leg, wet and glistening… beautiful foot, calf, knee, thigh. The boy's left hand,
from bottom to top , slowly caressed and slid upwards, towards the girl's panties.

He didn't intend to remove the black stockings from her right leg; he only wanted to use her left leg.

After several rubs, the panties were pulled off her legs, the soaked white panties
dripping a few drops of water, exuding the sweet scent of the girl's body. The boy held the young woman's panties in his hands, curiously and
with enjoyment bringing them close to his nose to sniff. The exotic fragrance filled his nostrils, sweet and refreshing. Before him, a bare, white jade leg was
pressing down on a black-stockinged leg...

The legs, the buttocks, the jade-like vulva, the curves were soft, exquisite and beautiful, captivating, arousing the heart, tempting one to
sin! The boy could not suppress his lust. He grabbed the ankle with his right hand, lifted the white left leg up, and draped
the jade over his right shoulder, holding the entire beautiful leg in his arms.

Holding her white, jade-like legs, wet, warm, and slippery, the young man caressed her
slender legs, smooth as silver satin, and held her delicate, jade-like little feet, playing with them, holding them, smelling them, licking them, sucking on them,
kissing them, and rubbing them against his cheek... When passion intensified, he hugged her even tighter,
lifting her legs up and slowly pressing them down, her thighs wide open, the harbor of desire between her white, jade-like legs and black-stockinged legs wide open, her
wet perineum connecting to her smooth vulva and pink anus, all laid bare!

The old monk, not far away, stared wide-eyed as the handsome young man's beast between his legs slowly approached
the bright, wet crevice and cute little chrysanthemum between the beautiful girl's thighs. He couldn't help but swallow hard,
thinking , "In this position, it could go straight to the heart of her flower. This kid has some skills!..."

The young man held her feet, hugged her legs, squinted his eyes, and licked, sucked, kissed, caressed, and played with her endlessly!
In the throes of passion
red glans pressed against something soft, slippery, and warm. A sudden realization struck him, and he looked on
with curiosity —the girl's supple, slender white and dark legs were pressed into a straight line in a "split,"
her smooth, wet vulva at the base of her legs was parted by the muscles, revealing
a bright red slit, and his large, swollen, purplish-red glans was penetrating the crevice…

"Ha! I didn't expect my penis to kiss that young lady's tender vulva first!... No rush, let me take a closer look!
..." The glans withdrew, swollen and throbbing, as if reluctant to leave... The young man's head approached the alluring, mysterious space
between her legs, scrutinizing it closely! The smooth labia, the pink petals, the blood-red, luscious slit—the glistening
, juicy flesh was captivating. The slit wasn't large; at the wet lower edge,
at the clitoris, a small pool of translucent, milky-white vaginal fluid trembled, releasing a fine white mist, its fragrance intoxicating.
This scene was like a plump, white steamed bun, its interior splitting open to reveal a soft, thick, red, crumbled
filling, occasionally oozing hot, thick sugar syrup and agar-agar liquid...

"Ah! Just as the books say, a woman's lust is easily aroused, her heart easily stirred by spring waters. A natural fairy cave,
a divinely bestowed lock of romance—look, after only a short teasing and playing, she's already leaking fluids! Let me taste
the sweetness of her spring water!..." His lust surged, and the young man's head pressed against the jade clam that revealed its luscious pearl. His red tongue darted out, invading the crimson flesh between
the labia . His thirst was like that of a traveler crossing a vast, arid desert,
finding a clear spring in a rocky cave, drinking from it. With slurping sounds, he felt the warm, sweet dew... His tongue curled up,
swirling around in his mouth , gliding over his taste buds, and then swallowed down his throat…

The fiery red tongue kissed the labia, sucked on the core, bit the buds, and licked the bright red clam meat,
thoroughly enjoying itself . The old monk nearby watched, his heart itching with desire, but dared not rush over. He could only watch helplessly
as the boy spat out strands of clear, bright saliva onto the cleansed clam meat. The sticky
saliva stained the delicious clam meat, which was then further teased and played with by the hot lips and tongue!

"Mmm!… Ah! Husband, Brother Xia… Mmm… No… No… Ah! Mmm!
Mmm … So good!… Mmm!… Mmm!…" In her dream, the beautiful girl enjoyed her lover's
teasing and playful foreplay, spreading her legs wide, submitting to his control, letting him do as he pleased!

"Jade-like tenderness, intoxicated by the flowers, longs for sleep; her heart flutters beside her lover. The delicate fragrance of orchids and musk wafts from her breath; the jade clam's fresh pearl gleams in the spring water."

After an unknown amount of time, the young man's mind flashed with the line, "A single encounter between the golden spear and the jade clam surpasses countless encounters in the mortal world."
He looked down at his swollen, thick, and throbbing member, painfully hard. "Miss! Let my member also
taste the freshness of the flower's essence, and explore the immortal's cave!" With that, he thrust forward his white buttocks, lowered his white waist, and raised his red rod, ready to wreak havoc in the heavenly
palace!

His jade-like body lay sprawled; a tender young woman, beautiful enough to shame the moon and shame the flowers, and make fish sink and geese fall from the sky, was tonight suffering a peach blossom calamity! In her drunken dream
, she tenderly embraced her lover…

“Tonight, I am your sweetheart! My beautiful sister, I…I want you!” With one leg draped over her shoulder,
the young man bit her left breast with his red lips, his hand clutching her right breast, while his other hand caressed her back, grabbed her shoulder, embraced her waist, or explored
the hot, sticky swamp of her buttocks, thrusting and pumping, getting down to business!

The tender flesh of the girl's honeyed cave seemed to possess a strange suction force; any foreign object inserted
was tightly enveloped by thousands of alluring flesh, a black hole-like attraction in the center of her flower making the penis unable to escape, only able to gather its energy and
charge forward!

First came “nine shallow thrusts and one deep one,” then, with rampant lust and a surge of primal power, he began
to fuck her with a “slap slap slap” sound! This position allows for deep penetration. The large glans burrows into the sticky, wet flesh, and
after several thrusts, it reaches the clitoris and bumps against the cervix. It is an unprecedented and wonderful experience,
a joy of flesh-to-flesh friction and intercourse that I have never felt before. The exhilarating pleasure of conquest spreads from my groin to
every neuron in my body! "

...So hot! So tight!...The attraction of this beautiful cave is truly wondrous! Miss! Your beautiful hole
was to be enjoyed by men, and what your lover enjoys, I can enjoy too! One night as husband and wife brings a hundred days of grace, please
accept my fifteen years of yang essence and love fluid!..."

"Mmm! Mmm mmm!...Ah! Mmm! Mmm!...Ah! Ah ah ah ah!..." The moans and
gasps rose and fell, wave after wave, the beautiful body swaying back and forth with the thrusts, one white jade foot
dangling wildly in the air, like a small white flag raised in surrender, as if begging for mercy, while the spring scene in the bathroom was
enchanting, the spring hearts and passions of the young man and woman were also blazing! ...

The young man vigorously played with and rubbed it in his hands, his crotch thrusting and pumping violently, endlessly
!

A turbulent sea of desire surged and churned, gradually erasing all sense of shame and naivety, and all tenderness and compassion. Only a tempestuous storm of lust
remained ! The lustful demon possessed the handsome young man, unleashing
his primal urges and masculine power, his fiery, enormous glans repeatedly thrusting into the honeyed depths, slamming against the cervix. The tender orifice, like a wild horse
galloping, howled and raged, utterly invincible… “Plop! Slap!… Plop!
Slap … Plop plop! Slap! Slap!… Slap! Slap!…”

At the point of union, hot, sticky fluid gushed forth, the milky-white stream splitting into several branches,
wetting the fragrant buttocks and forming a glistening puddle beneath them! ...

A man and a woman, one above and one below, the boy's naked, jade-like body gradually felt itself levitating, floating,
floating, floating in a dreamlike world, a world as warm as spring, filled with the fragrance of flowers, as beautiful as a fairy tale, the
bright spring sun shining warmly upon him... The sounds grew more and more distant, time seemed to stand still! ...

A slender waist pressed deeply, a beautiful buttocks wildly thrust... The intense movements were breathtaking! In the lower abdomen and sexual glands of the handsome man and the young woman
, the surging, fiery heat gradually swelled, almost bursting forth!

"Under the autumn moon and amidst the flowers, her soft, fragrant body is exquisite. Her dream lover's tender affections bring a sweet smile to her delicate bloom. Like parched seedlings rejoicing in the rain, her jade wrist
is bound with a knot. Like mandarin ducks dancing neck to neck, like phoenixes pressing down on each other. Her jade limbs are covered in white dew, her fragrant sweat soaking her red gauze. White doves dance before her breasts, her thighs
bloom like clams. Her trembling voice is delicate and sweet, her golden spear making a soft, rhythmic sound. Her fragrant skin is like glass, her white stream
emerging from its fleshy sheath. Her flower-like face is no longer sorrowful, her jade-like countenance is red as snow. The spring light shines brightly at midnight, the rain falls softly at midnight. Her jade peaks are red like falling snow, her autumn waters shimmer." " Dense and sultry. Her hair is disheveled and green,
her lips warm and soft. Like clouds

and rain on Mount Wu, they revel in blissful harmony..." Lost in their passionate lovemaking, oblivious to time, the young man watched as the beautiful girl's face relaxed, her worries and
illness vanished, her cheeks glowing with a rosy hue. The hard lump
in her lower abdomen had shrunk considerably. He was overjoyed. "The union of yin and yang, the pleasure of men and women, truly can cure illness, can heal the heart!..."

"Ugh!..." At this moment, his male hormones reached their peak, his burning semen surging and pounding violently.
The final hurdle! Suddenly, at the sticky, fiery point of union, the immense attraction within the honeyed depths vanished.
All the tender flesh clung tightly, gripping the burning glans. Two or three seconds later, a torrent of hot
love gushed forth, washing over and surging the glans! She... she had actually ejaculated first! This
pent-up love fluid, seemingly suppressed for many years, burst forth, entirely dedicated to the "dream lover" who was relentlessly thrusting into her!

The tingling, fiery, and pleasurable sensations buzzed through her cerebral cortex. Unable to resist any longer, the final few minutes of
intercourse began—an extremely intense surge of bestial lust and frenzied madness. The young man's arms powerfully embraced
the still convulsing body of the soft, fragrant girl, staring at her pair of beautiful, adorable
red breasts bouncing and swaying back and forth. He tightened his buttocks, thrusting his hips forcefully, pounding and vigorously ravaging her! "Slap slap slap slap!
Pfft! ... Slap slap slap slap! Pfft! ... Slap slap! Pfft! Pfft pfft! Pfft! ... Oh! Ah! -- Roar! --"

"Shoot her! Shoot her! Shoot inside her! ..." The old monk not far away watched intently, his heart
cheering and shouting for his little lamb!

"Ah! ... Roar --" The big glans pressed hard against the cervix of his flower-heart son, the seminal vesicle opened wide, the crimson meatus grinned
with a happy little mouth, and pfft pfft pfft sprayed out every last drop of the thick semen that the boy had accumulated over fifteen years
, instantly filling the uterus, overflowing the honey passage, and gushing out, defiling the already lewd and sticky honey
hole, labia, perineum, and fragrant buttocks! "

Ah! Ah!..." The girl's jade-like limbs trembled wildly. How could she withstand the thorough baptism of Meng Lang's huge penis? She
cried out twice, unable to bear the surging and washing of the hot semen in her flesh hole. She was shot until she convulsed and fainted.

Below, her beautiful black-stockinged legs, at some point, the black stockings had fallen down to her knees. On her snow-white thighs,
hot currents surged. Several milky white and pinkish forked rivers gurgled and flowed slowly.
Various kinds of love fluids, sticky white like paste, swirled and mixed together. There were puddles of lewd water everywhere. White mist rose, hot steam rose, and
the lewd smell was strong and pungent, filling the entire hot spring bath in a moment...

The handsome young man, exhausted, lay on the convulsing and trembling girl, panting... The wet, warm, soft,
beautiful body rose and fell, covered in fragrant sweat, silently telling the story of the passion just now!

The lecherous demon departed, and the young man awoke, inhaling the sweet fragrance of the young woman's body, savoring it, caressing her… "Her breath
is clear and fragrant like orchid blossoms, her skin smooth and jade-like. Unable to move
her jade-like wrists, she is so charming, always bowing low. Beads of sweat glisten, her hair is disheveled and loose. Just as we rejoiced at this thousand-year encounter, suddenly the night ended. A night of passionate love, a lingering affection that cannot be ended. The jade maiden is drenched in sweat, the young man lies limp in her arms. How can there be
a night of soul-stirring bliss, sharing the clouds and rain of Wushan?"…

The young man, in one position, continued the entire act, holding her white legs, fucking her until her left thigh
was numb, her soft, noodle-like white jade legs curled up and drooping, utterly powerless. The young man
forcefully spread her legs, seeing the milky white mess between her thighs, the sticky, wet vulva and buttocks
a battlefield of lustful passion…

"Just now, the demon possessed me, making me invigorated and invincible in my lust. It helped me achieve my first sexual intercourse,
and the mission was accomplished. The 'Jade Maiden' ritual is complete. The final step of the ancient sacrificial ceremony is for me to return to my room for devout worship, recite ancient scriptures, and
drink a bowl of 'Kidney-Nourishing Three-Flavor Soup' to restore my energy!..." The young man got up, splashed a handful of hot spring water, washed his
sticky, wet, and shiny reddish-brown penis, grabbed a white robe, quickly put it on, turned around
and went out the door, flicking his sleeves... And then...

Yang Gong'er disappeared into the pitch-black night, much to the delight of the old monk Yang Lao'er who had been spying on
him. His lust was running high, and a lewd and wanton smile hung on his bronze, wrinkled face. He pushed open the door, about to rush toward
the pretty woman who was slumped and unconscious on the bath bed, when he suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him. Startled, he turned around and saw
the sweeping monk who managed the internal affairs of the front and back temples. His plump figure stood behind him,
looking at .

According to the temple rules, today's grand ceremony requires that the Holy Maiden, whom the Sheep Lord favors, must not
be
touched. The old man, however, blushed and argued, "The Holy Maiden has already been favored by the Sheep Lord. Her pleasure is complete, yin and yang have merged, and her vital energy and spirit have mutually aided the Sheep Lord in his first encounter with the sea of desire. She has performed a great service, and now that her merit is complete, she is of no further
use. The Holy Maiden has descended from her sacred altar and is no longer holy. This girl is extremely beautiful; why don't we abduct her and
enjoy ?!... Or... are you going to report me?!... "

The sweeping monk, a middle-aged man, short and stout, yet robust, was used to the old monk's lewd behavior.
He felt both disgust and fear, after all, he was the head steward of the temple, the "acting Sheep Lord"!
The old monk initially
secondly, he discovered during a bath that his penis was small and unusable, and he couldn't let his beloved concubine run off with
someone else !

The sweeping monk pondered for a moment, his small eyes darting around, "No, no! There are only a few of us in the temple,
and if you and I don't say anything, no one will know! It's just... it's just that you always lock your door and indulge in your own pleasures all night long. Now that
Lord Yang has ascended the throne, we are of equal rank, with no distinction of high or low status. This time, I... I also want to taste the beauty's freshness.
I must share in the joys and pleasures!..."

"Alright! Alright! Time is running out. Old Yang has been dawdling all night, and I can vaguely hear the rooster crowing outside the window.
Let's hurry!" The two of them, one after the other, tiptoed to one side of the sandalwood bath bed,
staring the half-naked beauty lying there, swallowing hard... Old Yang, quick-witted, grabbed a basin of hot water
and began washing her thighs. The sweeping monk quickly snapped out of his daze. "Let me help you wash!"

A pair of bronze-colored, withered arms caressed her vulva and mons pubis, while another pair of strong, powerful arms reached in from behind,
fingers digging into her buttocks, splashing hot water as they groped and caressed her. "Alright, alright! Hurry up
! All done!" "All done washing! Let's go, let's go to the side room next door. I have another beauty in my inner room, she'll be in an uproar
when we get back ! Quick, pick her up, let's go!" The old monk poured the remaining half-basin of warm water
between the beauty's legs. The sweeping monk followed suit, pouring a basin of water and casually picking up a pair of white cotton
underwear , putting them on the girl. "The autumn wind is chilly outside, no need for anything else, let's go!" "Heh! You're
quite thoughtful!..."

The strong and agile sweeping monk carried the soaking wet, half-naked, intoxicated girl, with the old monk following closely behind,
only lightly holding a pair of pink and white jade-like feet, lewdly chuckling as they tiptoed towards the room not far away.
They went to the side room.

The silver moon hid behind dark clouds, refusing to show itself for a long time, and the surroundings were pitch black; autumn insects chirped softly, and the grass and trees grew
tall . Suddenly, two dark figures stepped through the lush grass, carrying a girl as white as a fish, and quickly passed by; an autumn wind suddenly rose,
and the cool night breeze brushed against her soft, fragrant body. She, in her dizzy, dreamlike state, shivered, as if about to wake up.

They entered the room, lit a lamp, and the room became clear. The room was not large, with two rows of wooden cabinets for miscellaneous items, and a low, rectangular, smooth wooden table on the side
. There was no bed, let alone bedding. "Why isn't there a bed?!... "

"Of course not. This row of side rooms is just used as storage rooms for odds and ends. Didn't you say you wanted to empty them out and
renovate them into several large bedrooms? But lately you've been indulging in pleasure with women every night, neglecting temple affairs during the day, so
it's been delayed! It's all your fault!... This low wooden table is like a small bed, but the planks are a bit thin. It'll do,
this will do!..." The sweeping monk's strong, muscular arms cradled the half-naked beauty, laying her flat on the wooden table.

Her face was radiant, her nose fragrant, and countless glistening droplets of water clung to her wet, pink
body The beautiful girl, after her lovemaking, was covered in fragrant sweat, her skin flushed with delicate rosy hues. Her pure,
beautiful face was rosy and rosy, her delicate features exuding a noble and elegant air, her temperament like an orchid, her spirit radiant
! With peach-blossom cheeks and apricot-shaped face, her fragrant skin and jade-like complexion added to her captivating and alluring beauty, like a flower or the moon
, utterly stunning!

The room was brightly lit, the air filled with the fragrance of orchids. The beautiful woman lay
sprawled before him, even the expert in flower-related arts, Yang Lao'er, stood there, drooling and stunned. Beneath her semi-transparent, soaked white gauze shirt, a pair of
round, delicate breasts, like two red moons reflected in autumn water, the tips of their delicate red nipples even more irresistible!
Her lower abdomen was glistening with sweat, smooth and firm, the crotch of her cotton-white panties bulging, faintly red…

The old monk snapped out of his daze after a moment, stretched out his withered, wrinkled, dark arms, bent down, lifted the white shirt
, and then pulled down the waistband of the cotton-white panties! …The girl's most mysterious, fragrant, and
captivating erogenous zone was instantly exposed!

"Ah!" The two exclaimed in unison, staring intently at the girl's body with smiles. Before them,
the delicate girl's body was soaked, glistening with moisture, her skin supple, her flesh soft and yielding, her curves graceful and shapely,
her face flushed an exquisitely beautiful rosy hue!

Look at her delicate, arched eyebrows, her bright, clear eyes, her straight, prominent nose, her fragrant mouth, her rosy
cheeks, her pink, glowing face, her slender body, her delicate hands, her slender waist, her soft,
round , her plump breasts, her fair legs, her wet, glistening buttocks…

“Hmm! What a beautiful figure, fairy!… Let’s begin!…” The old monk finished speaking and began to fumble around his waist, undoing
his belt. The sweeping monk beside him came to his senses and saw the girl sprawled on the table like a pink noodle. “Sheep! This
girl is too young, she hasn’t even grown hair yet!… She seemed to have fainted from our lovemaking in the middle of the night, she… she probably
can’t withstand our roughhousing!…” Even as he said this, his hands were busy unbuttoning his belt.

"Hehe! Even a lively little girl, I could sleep with her all night and leave her unable to get out of bed, but this
girl is too beautiful, I can't help myself, I won't die in peace if I don't have my way with her! I just suddenly remembered that
the effects of the 'Drunken Fragrance' drug are about to wear off, there's not much time left, I can't mess with her for long, I'll go to the storeroom and get some good medicine,
drug her for a day or two, lock her in the room, pamper her and enjoy her slowly, hehe! Just thinking about it is wonderful!..."

"You want to keep a mistress in a golden house again?! I'm afraid your two wives won't agree! And you'll be in big trouble again!
..." The sweeping monk said, pulling down his pants, revealing his broad back, thick waist and fat buttocks.

"Well!...Really! Why bring up my two wives at this crucial moment!...Just now, I
was startled, a chill ran down my spine, and my engorged, proud, and erect penis suddenly went limp. What am I going to do!...
Oh no, oh no! My penis has suffered muscle and meridian damage, and even my only remaining testicle is
n't . The glans is no longer sensitive. Once it gets hard, it softens slowly, which is a good thing! But once it's limp,
it's hard to get hard again!...You've really put me in a difficult position!..."

"Hehe! How would I know about this! Forgive me for being impolite, I'll just go for it!" The sweeping monk
was completely naked , his body muscular, his waist and buttocks hard and firm. Between his thick, muscular thighs was a
pitiful, thin, and short red rod, covered in messy animal hair. The glans, about the size of
a quail egg, was shiny and trembling...

"Ha! Your thing is hardly presentable!... By the way, after all these years of restraint, you...you're not still a
virgin, are you? Have you ever done this before? I'll give you a chance, don't embarrass yourself later!..."

"Hmph!..." The chubby sweeping monk blushed, his round face turning red with embarrassment. "So what if I'm a virgin?! I...I've never
done it, but I've seen plenty! Today is a perfect day with beautiful scenery and a lovely lady, I'll show you!"

The chubby monk gathered his strength, his eyes blazing with lust, his heart pounding. A man's dignity was important, so
he had to take the lead! He taut his plump, fleshy buttocks, raised his rosy erection, and moved closer to the girl's body.
He lifted her jade-like legs, parted them, and peered inside… Her pink, plump, smooth, hairless vulva was slightly
swollen and red. Her full labia were slightly enlarged, and the fleshy opening, revealing her vulva, was thickly oozing a few drops of milky-white, sticky
semen. Although she had washed herself, after the bumpy ride, the semen remaining deep within her flower-like passage was gushing out
!

The short, stout monk felt a surge of hot, warm current gushing and buzzing from his lower body. His red penis swelled
to its peak, hard as iron, like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to be released! The inexperienced monk was somewhat confused, his mind flashing
with lewd scenes. He turned to look at the old monk, Yanglao'er, who was naked from the waist down. His dark, wrinkled hands were rubbing his dark, wrinkled
penis, the limp, dark glans drooping, lifeless!

A sudden inspiration struck the fat monk, who chuckled, "Hey, you little lamb! Take your time... You
love ? I'm not going to show them to you!" With that, he lifted the soft
, rosy body, his thick arms encircling her back, holding her tightly in his arms! Then he lay flat on the wooden table, spreading her slender, pink legs in a V-shape
, his thick legs pressed together between the girl's beautiful legs. The girl's pink, moist buttocks were sitting
on the monk's lower abdomen...

The fat monk held the rosy breasts in his arms, tilting his head back, sucking, licking, and biting! ...One hand
pressed down on her slender waist, while the other large hand grasped and pressed against her soft, moist buttocks, his fingers sinking into the flesh, leaving a large...
A large red handprint... The monk bent his legs slightly, holding a red stick in one hand and pressing down on the girl's waist and hips with the other
... The clam opened a bright red slit, and a drop or two of sticky, shiny, condensed milk-like semen stretched out a
shimmering silver thread, dripping onto the delicate, bright red glans, tingling and itchy...

The fat monk seemed to understand something, his waist thrusting forward, his penis, with its glistening glans, rushing into the beautiful, honeyed
cave ! "Plop!..." Pushing open the fresh flesh, it rushed into the flower path, drilling straight into the honey cave! "Ah!...Wonderful! So hot! So tight!
So slippery!...Ah! It feels like it's sucking me in, so warm! So comfortable!...Mmm! Mmm!..."

"Slap slap!...Slap slap slap slap!...Slap slap slap slap!..." Primal desire
released the primal power within the man's dantian little by little, thrusting and penetrating the smooth, wet, tender white tiger's vulva...
The clam flesh was forced open, and milky white streams gushed from the bright red flesh box, flowing down the shaft, wetting
the red scrotum and that dark forest...

"You...you actually..." The old monk never expected that the short, fat monk's small, fleshy rod could also be
used for intercourse, and even pounded around wildly, causing the tender, fresh orifice to splash with water...

The black veins on the old monk's neck trembled, his snow-white goatee twitched, and in his withered, crisscrossing arms
, what he was constantly rubbing back and forth was a thick, black penis, as thick as an ancient tree vine, limp and wrinkled,
the glans dark and dull, almost all of the pubic hair gone, with yellow and black sparse hairs standing messily on the dark
scrotum...

The goat stared with tiger eyes at the wet, glistening, white-water-splashed, beautiful flesh where the two flesh joined, his mouth pursed,
his eyebrows furrowed, his face dark, he leaned close, vigorously rubbing and stimulating the penis, hoping it would quickly
become vigorous and erect! ...But the more anxious he became, the less his black penis showed any improvement, drooping its black head like a defeated
rooster ! ...

The old monk was anxious, his eyes burning with lust. The beautiful woman before him was being ravaged and tormented. With each thrust and
impact , his chest churned, and his unwilling heart almost leaped out. He was always the one having sex, but
now he could only watch helplessly! …Those slender, beautiful legs and fair feet swayed and trembled, attracting his
attention. He stretched out his dark arm and grasped one of the delicate, snow-white feet. The translucent toes and the
translucent pink sole were held in his palm. He squeezed and
kneaded …

The hot, red rod drilled into the fleshy clam, going in and out, making a slapping sound. Deep within the honeyed flower, the remaining
semen was scraped and flowed out with the withdrawal of the penis. The warm, milky-white semen, like condensed milk,
dripped slowly… The old monk was astonished. The ram had been caressing him all night, making love, and yet, on their first
time having sex, he had ejaculated so much?! Hmm! This little fairy maiden's flesh must be so fresh and firm, with plenty of alluring flesh,
able to hold the thick semen, wrap it tightly around the love juice, and embrace the warm current, letting the yang essence surge and flow in the flower path and honey cave, unable to
leave ...

"Is it comfortable?"

"Mmm! Mmm!... Ugh! It's so tight and hot, there's a strange attraction pulling my cock, the hot flesh cavity
is so comfortable, my cock can't be pulled out, it can't leave the flesh hole, it can only drill in, push in, pound in!
... Ugh! Ugh!..."

"Heh! You're really enjoying it!..." The old monk's internal organs were churning, unable to control himself, he stretched out several black fingers like crab legs
, put them together, scooped up a small puddle of paste-like milky white fluid, slid it over the silky perineum,
and got it onto the pink and delicate little chrysanthemum! Whether it was vaginal fluid or semen, the sticky condensed milk was stirred and churned by the withered, dark fingers
, covering the delicate, tight anus and the luscious folds of flesh… After teasing and churning
for a while , the pointed index finger stood up and slowly pushed and drilled inside… The girl's vulva was
trembling and shaking wildly from being filled, and the lubricated, dark finger, after several attempts,
forcefully ! …

The girl's sensitive nerves reflexively felt discomfort; the flesh of her perineum and buttocks suddenly tightened, trying its best
to resist the invasion of the foreign object from her anus and vulva! The girl in her drunken dream
knew perfectly well the size of her lover's large penis; what was now thrusting and pumping into her honeyed, alluring flesh must be her dream lover's finger!

The vaginal muscles suddenly tightened, gripping the fat monk's penis tightly. Inexperienced and new to the world of desire, he
couldn't pull out or penetrate. The hot, burning flesh of her vaginal cavity gripped his glans tightly!
After several attempts, unable to withdraw, the fat monk grew impatient. His broad back and powerful waist moved, his hands spreading wide, digging into her buttocks
to grasp them tightly. He forcefully pried them apart, his beastly heart surging. His fiery red penis, imbued with the savagery of his entire body,
began !

"Plop! Slap!... Plop! Slap slap!... Plop plop! Slap slap!... Slap slap!... Slap slap!..."

The old monk, a sly look on his face, his dark index finger, sticky with condensed milk,
thrust downwards against the rise and fall of her buttocks, half of it already inside! The inside of her hot, slippery vagina was slippery. The shepherd gritted his teeth and, with a "plop!"
thrust all the way in, his sharp fingers began to stir counter-clockwise and clockwise within the fiery flesh!

"Ah!—No, no…don't! Ah—" The beautiful girl, lost in her dream, embraced her lover, but
both her beautiful orifices were being ravaged and violated. Confusion filled her heart, her emotions churning. She gathered all her strength, tensing her hips
and perineum to resist the invasion!

"Ugh! I'm coming! I'm…I'm coming…I'm coming!…Ugh! Roar!—Ah ah, ah…ah…"
The sweaty fat monk beneath him roared, his amniotic sac wide open, gushing forth streams of hot passion
. His mind went blank; for the first time in over forty years, his pent-up semen was being released inside a woman,
and in the fiery flesh of such a stunningly beautiful young girl… It was worth it! Worth it! It was worth it for this lifetime!

The red stick softened into a thin strip, withdrawing from the jade clam's flesh box. Hot, thick, white condensed milk
gushed out of the honeyed cave with a "plop...plop...plop..." sound. The red pearl inside the jade clam was submerged in the milky white
swamp , appearing and disappearing in the sea of condensed milk... The old monk clicked his tongue in amazement, watching in a daze. He gently pulled apart

the plump, wet labia with one hand , the tightly closed vulva splitting open, revealing bright red, watery flesh. The entrance to the honeyed cave was no longer restrained , and more sticky white condensed milk gushed out from the trembling opening, flowing down the labia and mons pubis with a "plop...plop ...plop..." sound, creating a scene of lewdness... The whole thing took only ten minutes, a very short time, but the fat monk, panting heavily, savored every moment.

Every minute, every second of passion and pleasure… The old monk, from who knows where, produced a basin of hot water and a white cotton towel,
meticulously wiping and cleaning that depraved, fiery, and chaotic battlefield…

Every milky white spot was washed and cleaned; every bright red spot was wiped and smoothed… There wasn't a single
hair on the vulva, like a fluffy, white, fermented steamed bun, its interior split open to reveal a soft, thick, red, crumbled
filling , occasionally oozing steaming hot sugar syrup and agar-agar liquid…

The old monk pressed… Unable to resist, he lowered his head and sniffed, then stuck out his hot tongue,
licking, sucking, and playing with it inch by inch...

Immersed in the harbor of lust, intoxicated by the gentle embrace, he was unable to extricate himself when he suddenly felt something
throbbing A buzzing, hot current surged and churned from his groin and perineum to his seminal vesicles and reproductive organs
... Looking down, he realized that his large penis had
become !

The old monk was instantly overcome with lust. His large hand gently caressed the hot, bulging scrotum, which contained only
one large testicle. He lightly kneaded the hard, erect, thick, dark penis,
feeling the hot, throbbing glans swelling to its apex. On the dark glans, a long, dark urethral opening appeared, from which
a few drops of glistening, dark love fluid had already welled up, shimmering
with a dark sheen…

He estimated that the effects of the "Drunken Fragrance" drug would soon wear off, and once the girl awoke, she would surely
wail and wail incessantly. But now, with those white steamed buns and red fruit filling right before his eyes, he would
regret it for the rest of his life if he didn't taste them! The old monk was already old and frail; he feared he would never again have such a stunning encounter in his remaining years!

Time was of the essence! The old monk, his black spear protruding, thrust forward, his beastly heart pounding. He gripped his thick, burning black
rod and charged towards the tender chrysanthemum and the jade clam spitting out red pearls! The beautiful girl's soft, fragrant body, supple and boneless,
lay sprawled on the fat monk's bloated frame. Her bright red chrysanthemum was as delicate as a begonia, and
her smooth vulva was even more tender and beautiful! After being tormented twice, the beautiful girl breathed softly, her breath sweet and fragrant. But then,
behind her tender buttocks, an incredibly ugly, black, thick, and long penis, its dark glans exposed, was about to
invade her sacred harbor! ...

His dark, engorged penis exhaled a lewd breath as it thrust forward with pleasure, first burrowing into the warm, fragrant crevice of her buttocks,
making intimate contact with her delicate, tender chrysanthemum. Then, mustering courage and brute force, it thrust upwards,
attempting to penetrate the hot, slippery anal cavity. The girl's tight folds of flesh clung tightly, fiercely
resisting any intrusion! Seeing his failure, the old monk thought, "My big cock, after a night of galloping and
rampaging, still hasn't been enough. Exploding your chrysanthemum would be more pleasurable, perhaps I'd ejaculate faster. Alas, it seems tonight,
your tender, honeyed hole will have to endure its third ravages! My cock, what I give you, is the true
baptism ! Accept it! My little beauty!..."

Without any foreplay, the old monk lowered his waist, tightened his dark buttocks, and slightly bent his thick, hairy legs,
poised to unleash the full power of his dantian! The fiery glans slid down the cleft, past the perineum,
catching a few drops of agar-agar and sugar syrup before rushing towards the red-filled white jade bun, squeezing open the clam meat, and slipping into the fleshy box…

“Plop!—”

“Ah!—” The beautiful girl in her drunken dream let out a timid, high-pitched moan, delicate and soft, like
a nightingale’s song, soothing to the body and mind. That soul-stirring, seductive voice had only been heard
when , but now the beauty was pressed beneath him, at his mercy. This sense of conquest made the old monk’s whole body
ripple with pleasure!

“Plop!…Plop plop!…Plop plop!…” So tight, so hot, thousands of seductive flesh struggled to resist
the invasion of the foreign object, but deep within the scalding flower core, there was a mysterious and powerful suction force that made the penis unable to hold back,
only rushing forward!

"Wow! What an exquisite beauty! Such a wonderful cunt! Mmm! So tight and so hot...
You won't , will you? You won't let me in, will you? Come on, let's see who's stronger! Mmm!... Mmm!... A woman's cunt is
meant to be penetrated, you can't refuse! Mmm!... Mmm!... Mmm!..."...

After several tentative warm-ups, the old monk gathered his strength and unleashed his full power, wave after wave, violently
pounding , bombarding, and fucking!... Inside the hot, tight cunt, that hideous, ugly
, dark, thick penis went in and out, savage and wild...

"Ah! Mmm... Ah! No... Don't... Ah! Mmm! Mmm!..." Soft moans and
lewd whispers continued, interspersed with the low, frenzied growls of a wild beast...

"Crack! Snap! Crack..." The thin wooden table couldn't withstand the pressure of three people and shattered
into pieces! The lewd moans and cries abruptly stopped. The shepherd almost tripped and fell. The fat monk at the bottom, looking
furious , said angrily, "You...you're too impatient, too reckless!...You...your thing is so big
, so black, so long, aren't you afraid of breaking it apart?!...Now look what's happened, the table is broken, and the floor
is dirty. Let's see how you proceed!... "

The old monk's shiny black penis throbbed and stuck in the air,
wet and sticky from being soaked in a lot of vaginal fluid... "Hey! Buddy, you've already had your fun, help me out! I've only been at it for a little
while, and this black rod is so swollen it's killing me!...Help me, you hold her, I'll fuck her for a bit and I think I'll be done. I was really
enjoying it just now, it seems like I can finish quickly tonight! Please!... "

" Finish quickly?! Forget it! Every time you're up all night, messing around, indulging in debauchery all night long, you think you can just let me
hold you and let you fuck you? You wish!...

"You...you're kicking me while I'm down!...If you're so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless. I
'll report Anyway, this girl is a saint, you carried her all the way here, and you...you even ejaculated inside her
! Let Master Yang castrate your wicked manhood!...How about this, you help me this time, and
we'll enjoy my hidden beauty together, how about that?... "

The fat monk pretended to ponder, but inwardly he was delighted. "All things considered, I'm not losing out. Tonight
I'll have a beauty, and I'll have a long-lasting good fortune...my luck has turned around, all my years of forbearance haven't been in vain!"

The two hit it off immediately, rubbing their hands together, eager to try. The old monk, Yang Lao'er, seeing that he was obedient, and looking at his
bronze- colored muscles but pitifully thin willow branch, thought it was time to cultivate the flame for "Yanglin Ancient Temple."
"Son," he saw the fat monk holding the jade-like limbs, easily lifting the girl's pale, slender body. Her limbs swayed,
forming an "M" shape, dancing in the air…

"Look how obedient you are! And so strong, while I… my beard is all white, I'm old!… There are many
elixirs and miraculous medicines in the storeroom; perhaps they can revitalize your manhood!… Don't worry, as long as you're obedient from now on
, boundless blessings await you!… Today I'll teach you a lesson!… Look, this thing of ours is
a sacred object worshipped in our temple. The book says, 'This thing is always six feet long, sometimes soft, sometimes hard. Soft like a drunkard
staggering, hard like a mad monk going wild. Penetrating the vagina is its skill, the waist and navel are its home. A jade stem is naturally at your disposal,
every time you fight with a beauty!'" "

...Ha!...Then...what about this? What does the book say about it?... " The fat monk held the soft, fragrant jade,
shaking the girl's wet, dripping buttocks. The old monk knew what he was referring to. Looking between the girl's legs, the
slippery , white, plump, fermented white jade bun, after the recent handling,
had blushed in circles, turning into a red bun. The red bun happily grinned, white streams flowing, red filling bright,
white sugar juice dripping down...

"This!...Hehe! This is a beauty loved by thousands and coveted by tens of thousands!...Our temple has an ancestral precept, '
When encountering Yin, enter; when in a frenzy, pound.' This is the object of Yin and Yang's pleasure, a favored object!...There's a passage in the book that says about it: "
Warm, tight, fragrant mouth like a lotus, able to be soft and gentle, most pitiful. When happy, it sticks out its tongue and smiles; when tired, it closes its mouth and sleeps against its buttocks. If it
encounters man, it fights without saying a word." A gift from heaven, a lock of romance, a dragon emerging from the sea, breaking the melon's freshness. Layer upon layer of flesh,
a thousand layers , a winding white stream gushing jade spring. A jade clam spits pearls, a dragon drills, forever a fairy in a cave! ...

"Hehe! Wonderful! ... Now, you and I aren't 'romantic talents,' but haven't we also gotten a pretty girl! ...
You, your thing, come in quickly! ... " The fat monk hugged the wet, white jade body, his fingers digging into the soft flesh
, spreading the white legs apart, the girl's sticky, wet vulva grinning with red lips, revealing the filling,
dripping white dew, the "m" shape fully presented before his eyes! ...

The ugly, ferocious black dragon's head shook, powerful and majestic, grinning, exhaling, rushing towards the jade clam's red box...
"Ugh! ... Hmm! Hmm hmm! ...

"Ah!...Ah! No...Don't...Ah! Mmm! Mmm!...Ahhh!...Ahhh
!...Mmm!...Ahhh!......" The girl's soft moans and lewd cries continued unabated, punctuated by the
frenzied howls and roars of a wild beast...

Between the bronze-colored, plump mound of flesh and the dark, withered skeleton, the girl's white flesh was squeezed and pressed. Two lewd demons exerted their strength together, one thrusting forward with his black rod, the other supporting her jade-like buttocks and pushing forward. The sounds of "plop plop plop!...slap!"
echoed between her thighs and buttocks.
*Slap! Slap! ...Plop plop plop! ...Slap slap slap! ...Slap slap slap slap...* The intense
intercourse caused a torrent of vaginal fluids to gush forth, splashing everywhere. The nectar of the two lecherous demons scrotums and thighs, warm and cozy,
like hot spring water being poured over their bodies...

The girl sandwiched between the black and yellow fleshy mounds was like a severely injured white fawn pinned down by tiger claws,
her eyes brimming with tears, whimpering and moaning, hoping to show weakness with her soft moans and win pity. But the only response she received
was a barrage of bombardments, impacts, rape, and ravaging! ...

"Strong winds, fierce rain, and raging thunder; flowers sway, revealing their golden lotus petals. Tender buds, fragrant and delicate, are freely gathered by butterflies; waves surge and roll, startling even ghosts and gods.
Breasts tremble wildly, orioles and swallows sing; bottoms sway, dripping wet. Clear springs and white streams flow like mercury; pearls cover the ground, love fills the room. Heaven bestows
a fairy cave, my soul flies to the heavens, my life is not in vain."...

In her drunken dream, the beautiful young girl, nestled with her lover, embraced her beloved, experiencing her lover's first such
intense passion! She seemed to be cruising on Dongting Lake in the bright spring sunshine, lying in a covered boat, reaching the center of the lake,
when suddenly dark clouds rolled in, wind and rain raged, waves surged, white waves
rolled the covered boat rocked violently, the gale and torrential rain swept across the lake like countless whips lashing the boat, the hull tilted and
swayed, sometimes soaring to the crest of a wave, sometimes crashing heavily into the trough, each wave of intense dizziness mixed with
a thrilling sense of liberation! ...The storm lashed and spun the boat, whipping it into the dark distance, where
nothing could be seen except for the rumble of thunder, the crackling of lightning, and the slapping of the awning... The small boat
tossed and turned violently, swaying and rocking precariously on its perilous journey, the madness and danger seemingly endless. Suddenly,
a fishing light appeared in the darkness. The nearly broken boat struggled to get closer, and not far away, on the turbulent water,
a towering wave rolled, roared, and howled towards it. The small boat felt a chill of despair and gave up resistance, letting
the rain, wind, and white waves pound around it! ...Suddenly, the sky brightened, the storm stopped abruptly, and the rain poured down relentlessly. Moments
later , the night was still, the lake was like a mirror, the smoke cleared, the bright moon shone for miles, its light shimmering like gold, and fishermen's songs echoed back and forth—what could be more joyful
! "

Stop! Stop!...What...what are you doing?!"

A violent, furious shout, filled with rage, struck like a thunderbolt, terrifying the throbbing, lewd mound of flesh
. The two monks felt a chill run down their spines, staring in stunned disbelief at the doorway. The handsome young man in flowing white robes, "Yang Gong,"
was there, his face contorted with resentment and anger, his teeth clenched, his eyes wide with fury, staring at them... The two monks stood frozen,
still pressing against the gleaming white flesh. Only the old monk's dark, dragon-headed beast, wet
and sticky , dripping with nectar, continued its relentless thrusting, pounding, and penetrating the girl's bright red, overflowing
vulva, just reaching its climax! ...

"Pfft!... Slap!... Pfft!... Slap!... Pfft pfft!... Slap slap slap!..." The autumn insects outside the window were all startled away
, and the room was eerily quiet, with only the sounds of flesh colliding echoing hotly...

The warm air was filled with the smell of sweat mixed with the fishy odor and the girl's body fragrance, stimulating everyone's sense of smell. The handsome
young man was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, "Stop!...Quickly...Quickly stop! You actually kidnapped my
holy maiden behind my back, indulging in debauchery here, where do you see the temple rules, where do you see me, 'Sheep Lord'?!...Despicable and lowly things!"
"...Sheep?! What...what are you doing? Stop it!"

The old monk's wrinkled, dark face scrunched up even more, looking like a bitter gourd. He stammered, his white goatee
trembling , timidly complaining. The fat monk had already retreated, head drooping, not daring to speak. The young girl's fair
body slumped in the old monk's arms, her rosy, plump buttocks rippling with rosy waves,
swaying, rocking, and swaying...

"No!...No...no...no!...Sheep!...Even if you gave me a thousand lives, I wouldn't dare to do this in front of you..."
"How dare you! ...This girl's fairy cave is burning hot, with a powerful suction force pulling and dragging it from inside.
I...my black rod is sticky and I can't pull it out! ...Ugh! ...I...I'll pull...pull...pull hard! ...
"

The handsome young man blushed, his jade-like face showing a hint of reproach. He walked over and immediately felt the air become even hotter. The battle was in full swing.
"Splash...splash..." The scene of white waves splashing was right in front of him. The young man's face was burning. He hugged the girl
's slender waist, which was wet and slippery. He pulled and tugged for a while, but failed. The fat monk behind me, completely naked and
with his strong, muscular body exposed, crept closer. Gathering his strength, he raised his bronze leg and delivered a flying kick to the old
monk's stomach. "Go to hell!"

"Smack!"... The two separated...

...

...

In my ears, orioles chirped, sparrows chattered, and larks sang sweetly... I woke up. Before my eyelashes
was a rainbow of light. The autumn sun was shining brightly, and countless rays of light shone warmly into the room, illuminating the bed...

My whole body ached, my bones throbbed, and I felt like my body was about to fall apart... My buttocks and legs were numb... I struggled,
still sleepy, and rolled over, getting up in the sunlight. My eyelids drooped listlessly, and my eyes swept across
the empty room. There wasn't a soul in sight, only the warm, soft bedding...

It was a bright and spacious room, and the bed was very large. My lower body was neatly dressed in black pantyhose and a pleated skirt, while my upper body
was covered only by a black lace bra that barely contained my small breasts. "Where...where's my white blouse?..."
My head buzzed with dizziness. I looked up and saw a sandalwood basin on a wooden table, its surface rippling with water and a towel
fluttering in the breeze. I stumbled over, washed my face, and while wiping it, tried hard to recall...

I had come to this ancient temple near dusk yesterday, prayed to Buddha, and then went to the backyard. In a hot spring bath, I
seemed to have met that handsome young man in white again! And then...and then...I don't know if it was from exhaustion or fatigue, but I
suddenly felt dizzy and fell towards him...and then I was completely dazed and blank. Hmm! It must have been a sudden dizziness that
caused me to fall on the ground by the bath, otherwise why would my whole body aches?! …

I was surprised to find my backpack and white shirt missing; perhaps they were still in that hot spring bathhouse… Half-naked
, my arms crossed over my chest, protecting my alluring collarbones and breasts, I pushed open
the door, my back and smooth belly exposed… It was an unfamiliar courtyard, with verdant bamboo, blooming flowers, and lush
, dark green vegetation…

I searched for the hot spring bathhouse, seeing two arched gates on either side, unsure of which way to go, I tiptoed around
… Each unfamiliar courtyard was elegant, bathed in the bright autumn sun… I had only arrived
here , and after praying to Buddha, it was already late, so I hadn't had time to see much. Today, I could finally explore it properly, though being half-naked
was rather indecent!

Turning through the red pavilion and passing through the connecting corridor, I walked and looked around. Ahead stood a grand hall, seemingly the main hall where I had worshipped Buddha last night.
I strolled up the steps and soon arrived at the front hall. Incense smoke billowed and rose, but there was no one there. I wondered
where the monks who chanted scriptures had gone! Fortunately, they weren't there, otherwise, with my bare shoulders and back exposed, I would have defiled
the sacred hall and inevitably been scolded. Having arrived here, I knew the direction. Following yesterday's path, I should
soon find the hot spring bathhouse…

Last night, it was dark, and I didn't have time to look closely. Today, the hall was brightly lit. I looked up at the two-faced demon lord. His right hand gripped
an ancient zither resembling a pipa, while his left hand held a thick, long, shiny black columnar object, like a large
iron yam, with a large, dark, umbrella-shaped mushroom head at the front. Its shape… it actually resembled… resembled the thick, magnificent iron rod in Xia Ge's
crotch ! No… how could that be! I 'm so embarrassed... What am I thinking
...?

On either side of the golem were wooden tables and chairs, antique and elegant. Not far away was a wooden mallet used for striking a wooden fish. Next to it, a golden
brocade handkerchief covered a round, bulging object—it must be a wooden fish! Curious, I lifted the handkerchief. Sure enough, it
was a wooden fish, round and shiny, a slightly bronzed, beige color, somewhat mottled. Looking closer, it seemed strange. Upon closer
inspection, the head of the wooden fish had a gaping, fish-shaped opening in the center, like a canyon. The canyon was strangely shaped,
black at the top, divided into two halves. The outer half was plump and thick, while the inner half was thin. A round
stone ball was embedded at the top of the inner half. At the bottom of the canyon was a bean-shaped hole and a deep, dark
crevice ... The shape of this jade clam spitting out a pearl was depicted with extreme detail, almost... almost like a woman's vulva being parted
, revealing her full beauty...

My face flushed red, and I stepped out... On the stone wall of the vermilion pavilion behind the main hall, a row of stone figures stood out.
Many small stone figures lined up in a row, and upon closer inspection, they were a row of naked men
and women, their breasts exposed, some swaying their hips, others squatting with penises in their mouths; the men, one by one , held their thick
, long penises high, rubbing their breasts while penetrating… My face flushed instantly, and filled with doubt, I quickened
my pace, heading towards the backyard…

My heart pounded with anxiety, and I could no longer appreciate the beautiful autumn scenery around me. Fear gripped me as
I hurried forward, the swaying shadows of the trees seeming like countless lewd demons baring their fangs…

Finally, I arrived … Reaching the large house, I saw a lush, verdant landscape. Amidst this dark green was a waist-high stone fountain, its
two smooth, bright, peach-shaped stones gleaming with a fleshy red hue. A large, thick, serpentine monster, resembling a dragon but not quite, with shimmering
golden scales , coiled around the stone, spewing clear, sweet spring water…
My mouth was parched, so I stepped closer, drank several mouthfuls of the White Stream Jade Spring water, and scooped up handfuls of the clear water to wash my
burning, peach-red face… My hair dripped, my eyelashes were wet, and I looked up, suddenly noticing that
the golden-scaled serpent on the stone sculpture beside me had its body winding through the smooth, peach-shaped stone. That… that was clearly two…
The smooth, fleshy stone buttocks, plump and round, held a thick, long serpentine creature that was burrowing into the
labia The stone vulva was stretched taut, and a lifelike clitoral ball emerged…

I instantly paled, my heart sinking. My face flushed, I pushed open the heavy, weathered wooden door. Mist
and steam rose from the hot spring… but I was only focused on searching for my backpack and
white gauze shirt. I found the backpack, but where was the shirt… where was my shirt…? I looked down and searched carefully. At the foot of the sandalwood bath bed
, a ball of white gauze was curled up. I reached out and grasped it in my hand—it was indeed my white shirt.
My clothes were completely soaked, dripping wet. Stretching out the white gauze, I saw that three or four buttons on my shirt, from the bottom up, were missing,
nowhere to be found. Only one lonely button remained at the neck, dripping water droplets…

My mind raced with confusion, astonishment, and sadness; a thousand thoughts swirled, a thousand emotions surged. At that moment
, the numbness in my waist, hips, and thighs gradually subsided, replaced by a clear, throbbing, aching sensation spreading through my body from my groin
. My delicate hands gently caressed the bulging mounds beneath my pleated skirt, and my eyes
welled up with tears, which then dripped down, forming two tear curtains…

"That handsome young man last night, that little brother, must have taken advantage of my unconsciousness, lustfully stripped me of my clothes, and committed those shameful
acts. Aside from my brother Xia Yang, my body has always remained chaste, yet now it's been
molested and violated by a mere child! What kind of mess is this! I… my body is no longer pure. Will my brother Xia Yang despise
me?… Ah!… I'm so ashamed!…"

I tossed my white blouse aside, opened my backpack, slipped on a white sweater, and, blushing, rushed out the door. All I
wanted was to leave this ancient temple, overgrown with lewd rocks and wild grass, as quickly as possible, to leave this heartbreaking place…

My heart ached… In the corner of my eye, shadowy figures danced like lewd demons; the rustling leaves sounded
jarring , like devils laughing in my ear; a cool autumn breeze brushed my face, cool and sinister…

Reaching the mountain gate, I climbed the steps in a few strides, about to push open the door, when the heavy wooden door creaked…
"...It opened!" I was startled, a chill ran down my spine, and through the crack in the door was that same young man in white again!
My enemy was right before me, and a surge of grievance, shame, and resentment welled up within me. My blood boiled, and my ears burned.
"You!...You...It's you!...Waaaaah...Waaaah!...Waaaah!..." I pointed at
him with my jade-like finger and burst into sobs...

The air was instantly filled with sorrow. The handsome young man blushed, his face filled with embarrassment and shame. He watched as
large tears streamed down the face of the beautiful girl before him, two warm, flowing streams. Her
tear streaked appearance possessed a unique beauty that evoked boundless pity...

My face burned, glistening with tears. Tears welled in my eyes, and after sobbing for a while, I blushed and lowered
my eyes , not daring to look at him, at a loss for words: "You!...you...did you...did you...do that
to me last night! Did you bully me?!"

The young man lowered his head and pondered, his face red as he answered each word with intonation: "Last night, the
rain and clouds were filled with affection, our love was mutual, and our love was for your own good!...to dispel your worries, to cure your ailments, to unlock your heart, to guide you
through the mountains and seas of desire, an ancient method, a truly meritorious deed!..."

"A wonderful thing?! Wonderful my foot! You...you bullied me, of course it's wonderful! Last...last night, what exactly
did ?"

The young man's face remained expressionless, his eyes closed, refusing to look at me, as he continued in a dramatic, rhythmic voice, "A worm crawls in, reaching
the heart of a flower and swinging on it. A dragon emerges from the sea, a clam blooms, a white stream and jade spring emerge from a fleshy box. Suddenly, a stream of nectar is spat out, pearls and
flowers scattered all over the ground..."

He spoke in a refined, literary style, and I whispered, repeating his words, "A worm crawls in, reaching the heart of a flower...Oh dear!
Oh dear! You...you...you actually did that to me! Waaah!...I'm so ashamed I can't face anyone!..." I was so
embarrassed I wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground, covering my face, pushing away the warm body blocking my way, heartbroken and devastated
, I sobbed as I left... Far behind, I heard the handsome young man calling out loudly, "Sister!"
"...Go back and make love with your sweetheart one more time, and your illness will be cured with another ejaculation inside you! ...Cure!
La! ..." The echo reverberated through the valley, the annoying boy's voice lingering in my ears...

I covered my ears, lowered my head, and just kept running... The maple forest around me was ablaze with autumn colors, the ground covered in vibrant red... I ran
a long way, looked back, and the temple gate was still far away. I kept running...

I don't know how long I ran, but I came to a secluded birch forest. Not far away was a patch of open green grass,
covered with layers of yellow leaves. Thousands upon thousands of withered birch leaves rustled softly in the autumn sun and gentle breeze
... I lay flat on the layers of yellow leaves, looking up at the branches, watching the colorful butterflies flutter. I gently picked up a yellow leaf,
turned it over and over , and sighed softly, sighing at the bitterness in my heart, the endless grievances in my heart, and the longing for my sweetheart!

I am no longer pure and innocent. I feel most sorry for my childhood sweetheart, my beloved Xia-gege. He was always
so caring and loving, never tiring of me. Even in intimate matters, he was cautious and hesitant,
afraid of hurting me! And yet, I was raped by a boy… I'm so sorry to him! Last night… last night must have been intense.
My lower body is still numb and sore. I… I'm so sorry to Xia-gege! …

I touched the lump of flesh on my lower abdomen. It's only the size of a quail egg, and it's soft. Could
… could lovemaking really cure illness?! I can still vaguely hear the handsome boy's last
words "Go back and make love with your lover one more time. Your illness will be cured if you have sex with him again!…"

Humph! You raped me, and you still act all righteous and righteous! You're all bad people! That "Yanglin Ancient Temple"
is utterly lewd, and it seems to worship lewd demons and monsters. Those lewd temples and monks deserve to be killed a thousand times; I'll burn them to the ground later!
...

Stroking my aching lower body, I stumbled and lost my way back home. I rushed into the bathroom, turned on
the hot water, took off my clothes, jumped into the bathtub, and washed and scrubbed myself gently. My breasts, like snow rabbits, trembled and
seemed to have grown larger! I stretched out my slender fingers and probed into my groin, into the swollen white mounds
, prying open the labia. It seemed to still be oozing a sticky, warm paste. I pinched and twisted it with my fingertips
; it was smoother than silk, more moist than peach juice, warm like egg white... ...

...

One

month later, at noon, my parents weren't home. I invited my lover, Brother Xia, to my house.
That quail egg-sized lump of flesh on my lower abdomen came in, hard and warm—it was so annoying! However, I had
a clever plan !

The door wasn't closed, just ajar. I heard familiar, soft footsteps outside, and knew
Brother Xia was here! I quickly tiptoed into the bathroom, ripped off my clothes, shoes, and socks in a few swift movements, and was completely naked,
my breasts trembling, my buttocks perked up. I turned on the shower and started showering with hot water… Actually, I had already washed myself clean and
spotless. The glass bathroom door wasn't locked; it was ajar… My heart was pounding. I cleared my throat and
called out sweetly, “Brother Xia! You're here?!… I'm here!…” The water was running, but outside…
Silence. "It shouldn't be like this!... That gap, that angle, I've practiced it so many times, it should... it should...
" Just as I was thinking this, a pair of hot, large hands, a pair of familiar, strong arms, embraced me from behind!
Brother Xia tightly hugged my wet, white body, rubbing my breasts, nuzzling my legs, and slipped into the beaded curtain of water
to play like a pair of lovebirds. "Is no one home?" Brother Xia asked softly. "Am I not human?! Aren't you human?!...
Hehehe!..."

Brother Xia gently pushed me out of the water curtain, staring intently at my fragrant mouth, my rosy cheeks, my
pink face, my slender body, my delicate hands, my slender waist, my soft belly, my
pointed toes, my plump breasts, my white legs, my wet buttocks...

"I'm a wolf!" "And what about me?" "You're my sheep!... Look, your white
cleft is all wet. People say that when goats are in heat, during mating season, their clefts are always
sticky, wet, and thick with white fluid, dripping endlessly!..." The image of "Sheep's
Lunch , and I blushed, collapsing against my lover's warm chest...

A little while later, my naked brother Xia carried my soft, fragrant, white body, limp after my climax,
quietly towards my bedroom. I breathed heavily, my white legs dangling, my heart leaping with joy. I had a premonition that my
illness could truly be completely cured this time, because, because, hehe, I won't tell you! I just won't tell you! ...

...

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