【The Three Great Constables: Gentle Breeze】

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There's a saying: "Above is heaven, below are Suzhou and Hangzhou. "
In June, Suzhou is lush with willows and fireworks, and the women of Jiangnan are gentle and charming, their
soft Wu dialect flowing through the waters of Suzhou with gentle laughter.
Along the picturesque shores of Taihu Lake, tourists throng. From the clear blue waters, the melodious strains of traditional Chinese music drift from the large and small pleasure boats, creating a 　　scene
of ethereal beauty. Unfortunately, a sudden shout shatters this idyllic scene. 　　 "Thief, where do you think you're going!" 　　 "Catch him!" A burly man bursts from the chaotic crowd, followed by a large group of 　　people shouting. The fleeing man knocks down several people, including a frail woman, so 　　more people join the chase. 　　 Just as the man is about to reach the lakeshore, he reaches out and pushes a woman standing in front of him with her back to him 　　. Before his hand could even touch the woman's body, he felt a powerful force emanating from her, shoving 　　him flat on his back. He lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time. 　　 The men behind him swarmed forward, surrounding the dazed man, ready to give him a sound beating. The woman turned and 　　stopped them. "This matter should be handled by the authorities. You cannot abuse your power." Her melodious voice held 　　a commanding authority that instantly stunned the prisoner. 　　 At this moment, several constables appeared. The head constable, seeing that although the woman's appearance was ordinary, her phoenix eyes shone brightly 　　, and she exuded a captivating aura, couldn't help but bow and ask, "May I ask who you are, young lady...?" 　　 The woman raised her jade hand and said, "You don't need to ask, just take him to the yamen!" 　　 Although it was a fleeting glance, the sharp-eyed head constable had already clearly seen the jade pendant in the woman's hand. His expression changed drastically, and he immediately 　　replied with utmost respect, "Yes, sir!" 　　 On the way to the yamen with the man, one of the constables couldn't help but ask, "Head Constable Luo, just 　　who is that woman?" 　　 Head Constable Luo whispered, "I'll tell you, and you'll be shocked. Do you know the Three Great Constables?" 　　 "Of course! They are directly under the Prime Minister's command, hold the rank of third-grade official, are mysterious figures who have solved numerous major cases, possess extraordinary martial arts skills 　　, and are exceptionally intelligent—everyone in the world knows them! Could that woman be...?" 　　 "That's right! She's Roufeng, the leader of the Three Divine Constables. For the Three Divine Constables to be mobilized, it must be a major case. 　　 Ah, I'm terrified just thinking about it. I wonder who'll be unlucky this time!" Constable Luo exclaimed. 　　 Two days later, the man was kicked out of the cell. A constable pointed at his nose and said, "Ye Ziqiang, 　　don't do it again, or you'll be in forty lashes!" 　　 Ye Ziqiang rubbed his backside, bowing and scraping repeatedly, "Yes, yes. 　　I will remember your words, sir, and reform myself." 　　 As soon as he was out of the constable's sight, Ye Ziqiang cursed, "Damn it, what bad luck! Ugh, spit on me!" 　　 After a string of curses, he started thinking about his food and lodging for the day. As an orphan, he 　　had been a petty thief since childhood, doing small-time thefts. Asking him to be a decent person was harder than climbing to heaven. 　　 As a petty thief, he was the dumbest of them all. He was originally supposed to work with someone, but he kept making mistakes: 　　falling off walls while climbing, collapsing walls while digging tunnels, and groping women's breasts while picking pockets. 　　Nine times out of ten, he'd get chased, so no one wanted to work with him anymore, and he became a happy 　　lone wolf. 　　 Despite his clumsiness, he had a certain thieving audacity, choosing a wealthy family as his target. It was broad 　　daylight, and seeing no one around, he actually dared to climb over the wall – truly audacious! 　　 After much difficulty, he finally managed to enter the family's backyard. 　　 Unfortunately, his searching skills were terrible, and the noise from ransacking the place was excessive. 　　 After another frantic escape, Ye Ziqiang finally shook off his pursuers. He patted his 　　bundle, secretly pleased. "Today's haul is quite substantial, enough to feed me for days." 　　 He bought some food and wine from the inn and happily headed out of the city. Just as he was about to reach the 　　dilapidated temple he had claimed, he suddenly stopped. 　　 Several tall, fine horses were tethered to a large tree in front of the temple; their exquisite saddles and stirrups revealed the owners' status and 　　wealth. 　　 Ye Ziqiang crept in from the back of the temple, quietly approaching the ruined main hall. What he saw there 　　shocked him. 　　 The entire hall looked as if it had been struck by a tornado; not a single intact spot could be found—it 　　was utter chaos. Seven or eight people lay on the ground, none seemingly unharmed, some even 　　headless. The eerie, dark hall was silent; it seemed there wasn't a single living person left. 　　 Ye Ziqiang, with renewed courage, slowly entered. Upon closer inspection, he found the bodies to be entirely dead, even the blood on the ground had 　　dried, indicating they had been dead for some time. 　　 A surge of joy filled him, and he began to meticulously remove everything from each corpse. Profiting from the dead 　　was Ye Ziqiang's favorite activity, as it was the easiest job. 　　 After thoroughly cleaning all the bodies, Ye Ziqiang stood up, about to leave, when he suddenly noticed 　　a tattered cloth moving slightly in the corner. He was terrified, his face turning ashen. After watching for a while without any movement, he 　　cautiously approached and slowly lifted the cloth. 　　 "Ah!" Ye Ziqiang cried out. It was the woman from that day, leaning against the wall, eyes closed 　　, legs crossed, her face ashen. 　　 Seemingly startled by his voice, the woman opened her eyes, a cold glint flashing in them, making Ye 　　Ziqiang's soul tremble. He almost turned and ran, but his legs seemed to have a mind of their own, and he stood frozen in place. 　　 In truth, Divine Constable Roufeng was also utterly terrified. She had just circulated her energy to open the Shaoyang meridian of her foot, but 　　her foot twitched slightly, accidentally touching the cloth covering her. Possessing photographic memory, 　　she immediately recognized the man before her as the petty thief she had captured that day. Normally, she would have completely disregarded 　　him, but now, severely injured and unable to move, she could only hope that this man, unaware of the 　　situation, would be intimidated by her imposing presence.

Staring coldly at Ye Ziqiang standing motionless before her, Detective Roufeng repeatedly warned herself, "Luo Qingluan,
what storms haven't you weathered? Don't give up now!" This was a crucial moment for her healing; even
speaking was difficult.
Seeing Ye Ziqiang standing still, Luo Qingluan grew anxious. She knew she couldn't hold on much
longer. If she didn't circulate her qi to suppress her injuries, her energy would be thrown into chaos, and her life would be in danger.
It turned out that Roufeng Luo Qingluan, one of the three great detectives, had come to Suzhou Prefecture to investigate a series of rape-murders. Half a month ago,
eighteen young ladies of officials had been raped and murdered in the capital within ten days. This matter had even alarmed the Emperor, and
the other two of the three detectives were currently out on cases.
As the leader of the three great detectives, Luo Qingluan naturally felt obligated to take the lead. And so, with
heavy heart, she left her husband, General Xiang Yi, whom she had married just two months prior, and followed the clues alone to Suzhou Prefecture.
Perhaps it was the new marriage that made her less vigilant, or perhaps it was because of her past successes,
but while Luo Qingluan was investigating the murderer, he also discovered her whereabouts.
After several days of tracking and counter-tracking, in an abandoned local temple in the Western Hills, Luo Qingluan
was surrounded by the murderer and his group of skilled fighters. They had initially taken advantage of Luo Qingluan being a woman, intending to capture her alive for
their enjoyment. Little did they know that Luo Qingluan's skills were extraordinary; even under their combined attack, she managed to kill the
murderer with a single palm strike. They then unleashed their full power, each using their best techniques to kill Luo Qingluan.
After a fierce battle, Luo Qingluan killed all her attackers, but she herself suffered severe
internal injuries, especially from the last attacker's fatal backlash, which nearly shattered all her martial arts power. Luo Qingluan used her last
bit of strength to kill him, then barely managed to reach a corner, hide herself, take some medicine, and begin to calmly
circulate her energy to heal her injuries. She had hoped to recover 20-30% of her strength before leaving, but after three hours, she
could only stabilize her injuries. She had no choice but to painstakingly circulate her energy to slowly regulate her disordered meridians.
When Ye Ziqiang found her, Luo Qingluan only had two meridians left to open. Once those two
were opened, she could recover 10-20% of her strength. But Ye Ziqiang's interruption meant all her previous efforts were in vain. Therefore,
Luo Qingluan was extremely anxious, wishing she could kill the annoying man before her with a single blow.
Seeing that Ye Ziqiang still hadn't left, Luo Qingluan steeled her resolve, gritted her teeth, and forcefully gathered the little internal energy she had just gathered
to stand up.
To everyone's surprise, Ye Ziqiang, terrified, knelt on the ground with a thud, repeatedly pleading, "My lord, spare my life!" He
remembered Officer Luo's words: the three great constables of the land were renowned figures. Although Rou Feng appeared injured, even
a starved camel is bigger than a horse, and the difference between himself and the constables was like
that between an elephant and an ant. With his meager skills, he knew he wouldn't even be able to escape.
Seeing that she couldn't scare Ye Ziqiang away, Luo Qingluan was furious. She opened her mouth and shouted, "You…" Suddenly, she felt
her internal energy surging wildly, her head spinning, and her delicate body swayed. Knowing something was wrong, she
tried to suppress her internal energy by holding her breath, but suddenly everything went black, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Ye Ziqiang was startled by the sudden turn of events, staring dumbfounded at the unconscious Luo Qingluan.
Half a day later, a strange smile appeared on his face. He slowly got up from the ground and walked to
Luo Qingluan, who was barely breathing.
Luo Qingluan had a terrible nightmare. She dreamt that someone had stripped her naked, and that person was roughly
examining her pure and perfect body. She watched as her long, beautiful, slender, and smooth legs were brutally
spread apart, revealing her most precious and mysterious private parts, which had never been seen by anyone before. She screamed
and then suddenly woke up.
The first thing she saw was an ugly face, with slightly cloudy eyes shooting out lewd glances, and
two rows of yellow teeth showing through a gaping mouth.
"Ah!..." Luo Qingluan couldn't help but scream, "Who are you?"
A foul odor billowed from his large mouth, followed by a lewd chuckle. A hoarse male voice rang out,
"Who do you think I am?"
Luo Qingluan suddenly remembered whose face this was. She looked around blankly, realizing she was
in a secret room built of smooth bluestone slabs.
Just as she tried to sit up, she felt a sharp pain in her arms, a pull coming from the top of her head, causing her slightly upright
body to slump back down. By now she was fully awake, immediately feeling a chill on her body.
Looking down, her heart sank, her whole body felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave, and she couldn't help but tremble.
She realized the nightmare was real; she was lying naked on her back on the bed, her flawless
, jade-like white body completely exposed to the air. Unlike in her dream, her hands were still
bound together with rough rope, pulled above her head and tightly tied to the bedpost. What terrified her even more was that
upon closer inspection, her dantian (lower abdomen) was completely empty; she could no longer sense any trace of true qi.
Luo Qingluan couldn't help but burst into tears, thinking, "Have I lost all my skills? And fallen to this state?
It's all over!"
Ye Ziqiang lewdly grabbed her high, firm, round breasts, saying, "Damn it, your face is so
ugly, but your figure is quite good. Big, firm breasts, a round, perky butt, and such smooth, delicate skin
. Goodness, even the most popular prostitutes at 'Lichun Courtyard' can't compare to you, hehe, you've given me a real blast!"
Hearing those terrifying words, and feeling a sharp pain emanating from her delicate breasts, Luo Qingluan panicked ,
feeling both ashamed and angry. She tried to wriggle away from his grasping hands, but couldn't muster any strength. For some reason, while
her internal injuries had healed, she had lost all her martial arts skills.
Luo Qingluan angrily cursed, "You beast, get your filthy hands off me! You're shameless..." Her anger only
fueled Ye Ziqiang's lust. He laughed loudly and forcefully grabbed and squeezed her full, soft, delicate, and
flawless breasts, forcing the tender flesh between his demonic fingers.
Luo Qingluan's face flushed red, and she groaned incessantly. She shouted, "If you don't stop, I...
I won't forgive you..."
Ye Ziqiang laughed loudly, fiddling with the rosy nipples on Luo Qingluan's snow-white breasts. He said, "Little beauty,
how dare you bite my bird with your little hole?" He then reached out and pulled at Luo
Qingluan's beautiful pubic hair, making her both ashamed and angry, screaming in surprise.
"Ha...ha...ha, let me tell you, I've given you a power-dissipating drug. Do you still have the martial arts you had the day before?
Do you think you're still the peerless martial arts master, Roufeng? Hahaha!"
Ye Ziqiang pinched the delicate, rosy nipple, tugged it, and said viciously, "
Don't even think about calling for help. This is a secret underground chamber; even if you scream your lungs out, no one will hear you. So
I advise you to give up on that idea. You'd better save your strength for later, when you're under my crotch, you can scream however you want
."
Luo Qingluan thought to herself, "Fine!" Now, she only had one path left: to commit
suicide as soon as possible to avoid defiling her pure chastity.
Thinking of her newlywed husband, her heart ached again, and she thought to herself, "Xiang Lang, do you know
your beloved wife is being humiliated? Let's continue our love in the next life!"
With that thought, she looked at him contemptuously and said, "Don't even think about it. I will never let you succeed.
At most, you'll only get my corpse!"
Ye Ziqiang licked his dry lips and said coldly, "Don't even think about dying.
Hmph... even if you die, I will still rape your corpse, and I'll carve the image of the divine constable Rou Feng on your face," he said
, his hand still gently stroking her cheek, "and then strip you naked and throw you at the city gate for everyone to see!"
Hearing these words, Luo Qingluan felt a chill run down her spine, and a wave of despair washed over her. She knew that even if she
resisted desperately, she couldn't stop him from raping her. Even if she committed suicide, she would still be defiled like this after death
. The thought of being laid naked and exposed at the city gate after her death sent chills down her spine.
She dared not imagine it any longer, and for a moment, she truly didn't know what to do.
Although ranked first among the Three Divine Constables, Luo Qingluan was actually the weakest of the three,
inferior to her two sworn sisters in martial arts, wit, and willpower. This was because the other two came from humble backgrounds, while Luo Qingluan
was born into a wealthy and powerful family, possessing a distinguished status. From a young age, she had studied under renowned masters, acquiring extraordinary skills, and
had smoothly solved numerous major cases since her debut. Because of her age, she was ranked first among the Three Divine Constables. She had never
experienced anything like this before.
Perhaps heaven had abandoned her, pushing her into this abyss. Faced with
such a situation, this once pampered and precious girl was completely at a loss, falling into panic.
Seeing Luo Qingluan fall silent, the contempt in her eyes vanishing and replaced by fear, Ye Ziqiang
knew his threat had worked. He couldn't help but feel secretly smug. He lewdly grinned and said, "As long as you know
what's good for you and let me have my way, I promise I won't hurt a hair on your head. Hehe, I've checked, you're not
a virgin anymore. What's the harm in being fucked a few more times? Besides, as long as you don't say anything and I don't say anything, no one will know
. Maybe after you taste the sweetness, you'll even be thinking about me all the time!"
Hearing such shameless and vulgar words, Luo Qingluan felt both angry and ashamed. She
had never heard such words before. Facing this despicable man, she felt utterly helpless. What angered her most
was that he actually treated her like a lewd and shameless whore, believing he could conquer her through intercourse
. She felt almost ashamed and resentful.
But then she thought, "If I truly refuse to submit until death, she will still suffer
the same fate of being violated after death, and no one will know about it, so no one can avenge her. More importantly,
this evil scoundrel will most likely escape punishment and continue his evil deeds. In that case,
wouldn't I have died in vain? No... I must endure... As long as I live, I will find a way to bring him to justice and
send him to the guillotine."
However, she didn't know that this very thought would plunge her into an endless hell, from which there was no
turning back. This was what they meant by a single wrong thought.
Luo Qingluan felt she had made up her mind, but the thought of this disgusting lecherous scoundrel
wantonly ravaging her pure and innocent body filled her with panic and confusion. She remembered that she had handled many cases of rape, and
she never thought that one day this fate would fall upon her. Heaven was truly blind!
Seeing her remain silent, Ye Ziqiang slapped her twice. "Damn it, I tried to reason with you, and you
still won't listen. You're not even good-looking. If it weren't for your decent figure, I wouldn't have slept with you!"
Then he lifted her chin and said, "You filthy bitch, think it over! Do you agree or not?"
Overwhelmed by immense humiliation, Luo Qingluan's delicate body trembled slightly.
She bit her lip and stammered out heartbreaking words through clenched teeth, "I...I...agree...to...you..." As soon as she finished speaking,
two lines of clear tears streamed down her face, sliding from the corners of her eyes to her ears.
Upon hearing this, Ye Ziqiang felt a surge of joy. His combination of kind words and harsh language had actually
worked on the Divine Constable Roufeng. He couldn't help but admire his own intelligence.
Gazing at the bound and helpless constable Roufeng, Ye Ziqiang swallowed hard, his
mouth watering. He disregarded everything else, stripped off his clothes, and pressed himself against the seemingly
weak and vulnerable woman's delicate, smooth, and alluringly voluptuous body.
The thought that he was pinning down Roufeng, the leader of the three great constables, and that he, a lowly thief,
could actually rape such a high-ranking constable—and with her consent no less—was
far more exciting and stimulating than raping her while she was unconscious. Ye Ziqiang's penis swelled and hardened even more.
Although he had examined her body while she was unconscious, pressing against her smooth,
snow-white skin brought an unprecedentedly delicate, soft, and jade-like touch, almost
melting him. Ye Ziqiang couldn't help but sigh inwardly, 'If she were any more beautiful, she
would be an angel descended from heaven.' '
Even so, Luo Qingluan's exquisite body, sculpted from a single piece of white jade, captivated him completely. Moreover,
even as a married woman, Luo Qingluan's beautiful body exuded a mature feminine charm, a
mature and voluptuous body that was truly alluring and captivating, enough to make any man fall for her.
Heartbroken and grief-stricken, Luo Qingluan's breath caught in her throat as he pressed down heavily on her. She thought to herself
, 'It's here, it's finally here…' Although she was mentally prepared, she was still in turmoil, completely disoriented,
and couldn't help but gasp for breath. Her firm, smooth breasts,
pressed down heavily on her chest, rose and fell rapidly, as if grinding against his chest, bringing Ye Ziqiang immense pleasure.
Suddenly, Luo Qingluan felt a hot, hard penis pressing tightly against her soft
, white abdomen, throbbing with an astonishing heat. A wave of dizziness washed over her; she vaguely sensed
that the thing was thicker and longer than she had imagined.
As the moment approached, Luo Qingluan was filled with fear. Her secret garden, which only Xiang Lang had ever entered, was about to be
occupied and conquered by this man's filthy thing. She struggled frantically, pleading, "No...
no...please...let...me go..." As she spoke, she twisted her
body desperately, trying to prevent the man's thing from touching her sacred and precious private parts.
But how could a woman who had lost her martial arts skills and whose hands were tied to her head be a match for a man driven by lust? Ye
Ziqiang effortlessly suppressed her hopeless struggles with his body, grabbing the poor woman's plump,
luscious breasts and squeezing hard, causing Luo Qingluan to cry out in pain. Taking advantage of her distraction, Ye Ziqiang
pressed his legs against her knees, thrusting and pulling, forcibly spreading her legs apart.
"No...don't...ah..." By the time Luo Qingluan realized what was happening, Ye Ziqiang's legs had already forcefully penetrated
between her thighs, making it impossible for her to close them. Then, with a downward press, his burning hot penis pressed against
Luo Qingluan's crotch and buttocks, the drooling, red glans brushing against her tender labia.
Luo Qingluan, whose internal injuries had just healed, struggled a few times, but then felt increasingly weak and powerless under the weight of his body,
her bound, snow-white hands helplessly grasping at the air. She struggled and twisted her body, pleading
, "Please...don't be so hasty...okay...slower...ah..."
The pitiful constable Luo Qingluan let out a scream, her bright eyes tightly shut in pain, two streams of tears rolling down her cheeks
. She felt that thick thing had already entered her mysterious flower path; her womanhood and chastity had
been lost just like that. In an instant, she felt as if she were falling into an abyss.
It turned out that in her struggle, Ye Ziqiang's huge penis had forced open the tender and smooth red clam guarding her fleshly orifice
, and the enormous glans had forcibly pried open the extremely unwilling jade gate,
forcefully piercing into the depths of her tender fleshly orifice without any secretions.
Due to the lack of lubrication from her love juices, Luo Qingluan felt a piercing pain from her lower body,
as if her body had been torn in two. The feeling was like the first time Xiang Lang's thing entered her
body on their wedding night—no, even more painful, because what was entering her now was much thicker and larger than Xiang Lang's
, stretching her narrow, tight vagina wide open.
"Mmm!" Luo Qingluan only had time to let out a muffled groan before that enormous, hard, and burning-hot penis
forcefully entered her body, burying itself deep inside her vagina. With waves of intense pain, Luo Qingluan
's pair of fair, jade-like, full, and slender thighs trembled, causing the walls of her vagina to quiver slightly, bringing
even more pleasure to the enormous penis that was penetrating deeper and deeper into her mysterious, tight lower body
.
As soon as Ye Ziqiang inserted his penis deep into Luo Qingluan's flower path, he discovered from the sensation that her vagina
was unusually small and tight, gripping his penis tightly and firmly. The layers of tender
flesh on the vaginal walls contracted and writhed continuously, as if forcefully sucking on his penis. The little hole of the goddess constable Roufeng was so
tight and supple! It was almost like that of a virgin, which made him even more excited.
In Luo Qingluan's struggle and resistance, Ye Ziqiang, relying on his strength, plunged his penis all the way into
the tight and delicate vagina of the goddess constable who had lost her martial arts skills.
He looked up and took a deep breath, letting his huge penis firmly occupy
the unique small and tight flower honey hole of this high and mighty goddess constable, and happily savored the indescribable
hot and comfortable feeling of his large penis being wrapped by the tender flesh in the tight vagina. The feeling
was completely different from the times he had spent in brothels with those prostitutes.
The usually noble and elegant, respected divine constable, Luo Qingluan, was filled with shame and indignation. She had
never imagined she would be raped. This ugly man, disregarding her resistance,
had violated her sacred and mysterious place with his thick, filthy member, penetrating so deeply inside her. She clearly
felt the head of his filthy member reaching her deepest point,
a place even her beloved husband had never touched, filling her with grief and rage.
More than the burning pain his penis inflicted on her tender vagina, the pain in Luo Qingluan's heart was far greater— the heart-wrenching feeling
of a woman unable to preserve her chastity, her pure body defiled and ruthlessly violated
.
She struggled and twisted even more fiercely, trying to expel the thick member from her sacred and chaste
paradise. Her voluptuous body writhed beneath him like a snake, her plump, white buttocks swaying incessantly
, completely unaware that this only amplified the sensations for both of them.
Ye Ziqiang, savoring the exquisite friction between her vaginal flesh and his penis caused by her struggles, and
the unparalleled pleasure emanating from his penis, lowered his head and lewdly nibbled at her delicate earlobe, saying, "My dear
constable, don't bother. Even if I release you now, my penis has already entered your little hole,
hehe, you've still been fucked by me!"
These words seemed to strike Luo Qingluan's weak spot; her heart plummeted into an abyss, filled with shame and indignation. She was helpless...
She realized she had been defiled; this man had occupied and violated her sacred and inviolable private area
. Even the waters of three rivers couldn't wash away her stain. She regretted it deeply; she shouldn't have been so careless, shouldn't
have been alone… As she thought this, her struggles gradually weakened, and a desperate pain welled up inside her.
Seeing her resistance gradually subside, Ye Ziqiang began to thrust on Luo Qingluan's soft, voluptuous body
. He gently moved his penis, which was tightly gripped by her tight, narrow vagina, slowly
pulling it out a short distance before gently pushing it back in, rotating his penis as he did so, giving the tender
flesh of her vagina maximum stimulation.
He wanted to slowly arouse the proud female constable's lust, because, judging from her physical reactions, she should
still be a very fresh woman, especially seeing her rosy, jade-like, pink petals of her honeyed orifice. This
tender orifice of a young woman with little experience of intercourse aroused his desire to conquer the body and soul of this usually unapproachable female constable,
so as to thoroughly enjoy this unparalleled and alluring body.
The poor female constable's starry eyes were tightly closed, her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, and her pearly teeth were bitten inward, unable to bear
the slight but extremely clear stinging pain and the humiliation of being raped from the thrusting of the huge penis in her still wet flower path.
Powerless to change her fate, she only hoped that this man would finish as soon as possible, so as to end this shameful
and embarrassing scene for her as soon as possible.
Yet this man was leisurely and deliberately ravaging her body, as if savoring a delicious delicacy
. What terrified her even more was that her body was slowly adapting to his ravaging. She could clearly feel her
vagina slowly seeping out that shameful fluid, the sticky water flowing from her body
lubricating her opening and facilitating the thrusting of his penis.
Luo Qingluan knew that once this fluid flowed out, the feeling of pleasure that would bring her was imminent. This was something she had experienced after making love with Xiang Lang
. Although Xiang Lang was always very hasty at first, she would quickly produce fluid, and then
when Xiang Lang's hot semen shot deep into her, she would feel a kind of pleasure, extremely comfortable.
She never expected that she would also produce fluid under these circumstances, and a sense of unease swept over her heart.
Suddenly, she felt a large hand fall on the skin of her breasts, which was cold with despair. The burning
sensation made her let out a soft moan.
Ye Ziqiang felt that her vaginal opening was gradually adapting to his large penis, and a small amount of
vaginal fluid was seeping out. Overjoyed, he slowly increased the speed of his thrusts, while his rough hands caressed her delicate, smooth, and fair skin. The smooth, tender, white jade-like skin blushed 　　slightly
under the caress of his rough hands . 　　 Then Ye Ziqiang's hands moved to her high, full, snow-white breasts, grasping one of her incredibly soft 　　and tender breasts in one hand, kneading it with varying pressure and speed. The firm, soft, and 　　elastic fleshy feel between his palms was wonderful, making his blood boil. 　　 Gradually, his fingers closed up, gently caressing the proud, full breasts, rubbing and pressing them in circles, 　　slowly climbing to the small, delicate, protruding, rosy nipple, gently pinching the soft, 　　small nipple between two fingers, gently rubbing and kneading it with tenderness and skill. 　　 Luo Qingluan felt a jolt of electricity run through her body from the strange sensation emanating from her sensitive nipples. The 　　thought that even her small, sensitive nipples, which she usually avoided looking at closely and dared not touch lightly due to shyness, were 　　being wantonly rubbed and humiliated by this strange and disgusting man filled her with a strange, 　　inexplicable thrill of shame and humiliation. 　　 From the woman's reaction beneath him, Ye Ziqiang realized her man must be a completely unromantic fellow, an 　　idiot who didn't understand women. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself; young women like this, who had a slight understanding of the pleasures of sex but didn't really know how to enjoy intercourse, 　　were the most fun. 　　 So he used all the techniques he had honed with prostitutes. While caressing and fondling her breasts 　　, his other hand reached into her lower abdomen, where he and Luo Qingluan were joined. Two fingers slipped into the soft 　　, curly pubic hair on her incredibly soft, high mons pubis, searching and probing. 　　 Suppressing the tingling sensation from her breasts, Luo Qingluan nervously noticed his hand 　　brazenly caressing her soft, slippery mons pubis. Her focus intensified, making the sensation even clearer 　　. 　　 Suddenly, her body trembled violently as Ye Ziqiang's fingers reached the very top of that mysterious cleft. 　　Beneath the soft pubic hair, at the junction of the two pink labia, the hidden clitoris had just peeked out 　　when it fell into his clutches. Ye Ziqiang felt a soft, rosy clitoris 　　slowly swelling and trembling 　　 on the smooth, tender bone above the moist Jade Stream. He immediately and happily pinched the most sensitive, tender clitoris with his fingers 　　and began to rub it. 　　 "Mmm..." Luo Qingluan finally couldn't help but kiss her fragrant lips, letting out an alluring moan. 　　 Encouraged, Ye Ziqiang became even more triumphant, attacking the woman beneath him from three points simultaneously. Her rosy 　　nipples swelled and ached from the caresses, her tender clitoris tingled and swollen from the pinching and rubbing, and her vagina was filled 　　to the brim by his thick penis. Even the slightest thrust brought her great pleasure. Luo Qingluan was instantly overwhelmed by the intense stimulation 　　, her heart trembling wildly. She couldn't help but moan softly, her body trembling uncontrollably. 　　 Having just tasted the pleasures of intercourse, Luo Qingluan was no match for the lewd and ravaging inflicted by seasoned women like Ye Ziqiang 　　. Her most sensitive areas were simultaneously subjected to lewd and skillful manipulation, causing her mature body to completely 　　submit, responding involuntarily. 　　 What surprised Luo Qingluan most, and made her tremble uncontrollably, was that her own unidentified 　　nipples swelled and hardened under Ye Ziqiang's obscene caresses. 　　Waves of intensely pleasurable, blissful, and shameful pleasure rose from them, flowing through her body, surging into her heart, and impacting 　　the depths of her mind. She no longer felt the pain of being raped, but instead experienced a blissful, cloud-like state. 　　 "No wonder those women say how beautiful and pleasurable it is! So this is what it feels like..." Thinking this,

Luo Qingluan couldn't help but curse inwardly, "How could you have such thoughts? You're being raped!" She
felt incredibly ashamed; the pleasurable sensation both fascinated and terrified her.
While she experienced pleasure during intercourse with her husband, something she enjoyed immensely, it never felt
like the ecstatic, cloud-riding sensation some married women described. Her husband, being a conventional man
, was oblivious to romance and only focused on relentlessly pursuing her desires. At this moment, Luo Qingluan truly felt this
new kind of stimulation—that soul-stirring, unforgettable pleasure that was both intoxicating and ecstatic.
Once she understood this feeling, Luo Qingluan felt that her previous romantic relationships had been utterly wasted. As her fingers
moved rapidly, the increasingly intense pleasure stimulated her body and mind, and her soft, boneless body
trembled slightly beneath Ye Ziqiang, almost like a spasm.
A surge of indescribable, exquisite pleasure welled up from her lower body. Luo Qingluan couldn't help but
open her cherry lips wide, her breath coming in rapid gasps. Her tender, jade-like breasts heaved rapidly, and her cloud-like hair was damp with fragrant sweat. She knew, with immense shyness and helplessness
, that a warm current was gushing from the depths of her flower garden—something she had never experienced before, nor
knew anything about.
Ye Ziqiang felt his penis enveloped by a surge of heat. From the sensitive tip of his penis, he clearly knew that the goddess constable
's cervix had opened. He sucked on his penis for a while, knowing that the constable had ejaculated. He stopped,
letting his penis savor the pleasurable sensation of being rubbed and squeezed by the hot, tender flesh, while carefully observing the goddess
constable who had climaxed, for a woman at the height of her orgasm is the most beautiful.
Upon closer inspection, he noticed something unusual. Luo Qingluan's soft, snow-white body was glistening with sweat
, even her hairline was damp with perspiration, yet her cheeks remained perfectly smooth and warm to the touch, and
felt slippery when pinched. Ye Ziqiang couldn't help but scrutinize her face more closely.
Finally, he discovered the secret. Ye Ziqiang slowly peeled off the thin
, exquisitely crafted human skin mask covering Luo Qingluan's face. As the mask was lifted, a breathtakingly beautiful face, capable of both joy and anger,
was revealed before him. A blush appeared on her rosy cheeks, making her appear infinitely shy.
Ye Ziqiang let out a long sigh, racking his brains for a long time, but
he couldn't find the words to describe the stunning beauty before him. Even phrases like "the beauty that makes fish sink and geese fall from the sky" or "the beauty that makes the moon hide and flowers blush" seemed insufficient
to express this woman's beauty.
Luo Qingluan knew her face had been discovered. While feeling panicked and helpless, seeing his stunned
expression, she surprisingly felt a surge of pride and satisfaction. She had absolute confidence in her beauty, knowing its
allure to any man.
Seeing the man's infatuated expression, she felt immensely happy, momentarily intoxicated by her own charm.
In her joy, Luo Qingluan couldn't help but scold herself, "Pah, what's wrong with me? Being looked at by this man makes me happy?!"
At that moment, Ye Ziqiang buried his head in her face, showering her with kisses and nibbles, murmuring, "Fairy!
You are a fairy!" With his movements, his penis, buried inside her vagina, rubbed and twisted,
greatly stimulating the still-erect vaginal walls, causing the vaginal fluids to flow even more freely.
Luo Qingluan felt ashamed and indignant for a moment, but her surging lust quickly overwhelmed her reason. She was distressed because her
hands were tied to her head; otherwise, she would have clung tightly to the man on top of her. Even so, she writhed like a snake
, her smooth, delicate body emitting soft moans from her nose.
Only when Luo Qingluan's jade-like face was covered in his saliva did Ye Ziqiang raise his head, looking at the stunning beauty's
star-like eyes. He grasped her large, full breasts, kneading and rubbing them, his hips rising and falling forcefully. His thick
penis moved in and out of her tight vagina, Luo Qingluan's opening and closing with each thrust, making a soft,
squelching sound.
Hearing the lewd sounds emanating from her own lower body, and being stared at like this by the man, Luo Qingluan
closed her eyes in infinite shyness, letting out unbearable, lustful cries. But with her eyes closed, her senses
became even more acute, and the pleasure she experienced intensified, making her moans even more alluring.
Seeing the once-arrogant female constable moaning seductively beneath him, Ye Ziqiang was ecstatic.
He reached out and untied the ropes binding her hands, lowered his head, found her half-open lips, and kissed her forcefully. As
soon as Luo Qingluan's hands were free, she immediately wrapped her arms tightly around the man on top of her, disregarding the fact that he
was her rapist. She thrust her plump, fragrant buttocks forward, welcoming the thrusts of his penis, ensuring the glans hit
her sensitive, tender clitoris with each stroke. At the same time, she opened her lips, inviting Ye Ziqiang's tongue into her sweet,
cherry-like mouth. Their lips met, Ye Ziqiang's nimble tongue
sliding and pressing against Luo Qingluan's clumsy, awkward tongue, igniting a burning desire within her.
As the two men parted, panting, Luo Qingluan immediately began to moan passionately, her beautiful, alluring, and boneless
body writhing like a serpent. Ye Ziqiang, unexpectedly excited by the goddess's arousal,
thrust even harder, his lower abdomen slamming heavily against her soft, swollen mons pubis, wishing he could
shove his engorged scrotum into her fiery vagina.
With each increasingly intense thrust, Luo Qingluan's tight vagina emitted soft, wanton sounds. Her
naturally small and tight vaginal passage grew increasingly hot and scalding, gushing forth waves of vaginal fluid that soaked their pubic hair.
The tender vaginal walls, repeatedly rubbed by his thick penis, began to contract violently, the sensitive
vaginal mucosa clinging tightly to his shaft.
Ye Ziqiang felt as if his penis was being gripped by several small hands; the intense pleasure made
him roar, and he began to thrust wildly and furiously. Now Luo Qingluan raised her two pink legs high, her
exquisite jade feet tense and straight, her mouth uttering sweet and melodious cries, her primal beastly desires completely revealed
.
Ye Ziqiang buried his head and thrust more than three hundred times, then felt a soreness in his lower back. At this moment, his large glans just reached
the depths of her vagina, which was wide open like a trumpet, and was tightly enveloped by the rapidly contracting vulva, then gushed from deep within her uterus.
A thick, sticky stream of vaginal fluid gushed out, violently striking his swollen, sensitive glans. An electric-like pleasure surged through him,
leaving his mind blank. He cried out, and his hot semen gushed forth, all of it shooting into the
womb of the woman beneath him.
Luo Qingluan, her starry eyes tightly closed, was savoring the dreamlike, intoxicating pleasure. She felt as if she were flying in the sky,
floating on clouds. Suddenly, she felt a burning heat deep within her lower abdomen, followed by an excruciating, soul-stirring pleasure
that enveloped her entire body. She clung to the man on top of her with all her might,
as if he were her most beloved.
In the throes of climax, Luo Qingluan felt everything happening to her very clearly.
The hot, enormous glans, tightly gripped by her tingling, numb core, was convulsively ejaculating streams of scalding fluid, powerfully striking
the inner walls of her uterus. This made her tender uterine walls feel hot, sore, tingling, and numb, causing her uterine walls to
tremble. These spasms and contractions quickly spread throughout her body, making her
shiver involuntarily.
(The End
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