【Yuan Zhenxia Series - The Spirit Chair】

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01-The Spirit Chair
The name "Nan Yue Antique Goods Shop" might seem a bit confusing, but it's actually quite simple
: it's an antique shop, and the owner's name is Nan Yue. This
has absolutely nothing to do with the Nan Yue of many years ago, a place once ravaged by war and now a major source of refugees.
The owner of Nan Yue is unhappy living in a modern Western-style house. His mansion is
over four hundred years old. It belonged to a high-ranking official of the Ming Dynasty. Legend has it that this official, with his vast wealth, amassed a
vast collection of rare treasures throughout his life. During the construction of this grand mansion, he built a very secret chamber to hide all
his priceless treasures, many of which could be used for a rebellion.
Now, the owner of this mansion has discovered this secret chamber. He expected a box, a cabinet,
or even a large, pot-bellied Buddha statue, its belly filled with treasures, and so on. But
what he found in the secret chamber was merely a chair.
Yes, it was a chair. As a businessman, the owner of Nanyue wanted to sell it, and
someone else was eyeing it. This is why Yuan Zhenxia had the opportunity to visit Nanyue.
How did Yuan Zhenxia end up with Nanyue? There was, of course, a connection. That
evening, Yuan Zhenxia returned home from the hospital.
The hospital wasn't far from his home; a ten-minute walk, across a bridge. But on that bridge
, he saw a woman.
A beautiful woman with flowing hair approached him. Although Yuan Zhenxia's attention was entirely on Ma Xian, he couldn't
help but instinctively gaze at her. Beneath her arched eyebrows, her bright, deep eyes were captivating, sparkling with a
watery light, hazy and enigmatic like a deep pool, giving her an indescribable, sharp, icy beauty. With a slender waist, she possessed an ethereal
, otherworldly charm. Her beauty surpassed even Xu Yeyue and Zhuang Qingshuang, rivaling Qin Mengyao, attracting
the attention of passersby who stopped to stare. Her solitary nature only fueled their imaginations.
Yuan Zhenxia was greatly surprised; why was such a beauty standing alone by the bridge? The woman walked straight towards Yuan Zhenxia. After
about five steps, she raised her pretty face, her starry eyes brightening as she stared intently at him.
Yuan Zhenxia asked in surprise, "Does Miss know me?"
The beauty smiled, "I'm a headhunter who earns a living by capturing wanted flower thieves.
Come with me obediently!"
Yuan Zhenxia exclaimed, "What? Who said I'm a flower thief?" The two stood by the roadside, one handsome and
dashing, the other stunningly beautiful, drawing the attention of passersby who stopped to stare and point.
The beauty chuckled, "You've already taken the witch Ma Xian, and you still won't admit it?" Yuan Zhenxia was taken aback. "
Miss, what is your name? What brings you here?" 　　The
beautiful woman bumped into him with a smile and said, "My name is Huang Juan. Brother Yuan, would you mind having a drink with me ? I have an important matter to ask of you." 　　Yuan Zhenxia followed Huang Juan to a hotel. The decor was extremely elegant. The furniture was made of exquisite and precious materials 　　such as rosewood, sandalwood, ironwood, beech, and mahogany, creating a magnificent atmosphere. 　　"I have prepared a small feast. I hope we can cooperate happily in the future!" Huang Juan had already prepared everything. She then gestured 　　to the servants to begin the meal. 　　Immediately, beautiful maids carried exquisite dishes out from the back room, and soon the ironwood mortise and tenon joint 　　table was filled with exquisite and sumptuous food and drinks. At the center of the table sat a steaming hot 　　pot of eight delicacies, surrounded by a multitude of dishes such as crystal crab roe rolls, egg-yolk cherry tomatoes, pickled radish stewed duck, Landau pigeon breast, 　　lychee shrimp balls, sea cucumber with shrimp roe, auspicious duck rolls, steamed yellow croaker, emerald green shrimp, lotus-scented steamed duck, and sesame oil dragon and phoenix 　　legs. 　　The tableware was exquisitely crafted and elegantly tasteful. On another table stood a delicate wine 　　warmer. This warmer was shaped like two fish, their heads and tails facing each other as if playing with a pearl, their fins and scales meticulously detailed. It had a handle 　　with curled ends, each attached to a small ring, in which a long-tailed bird-shaped handle was inserted. The handle was decorated with seven clusters of three-petaled flowers 　　. The lid was gourd-shaped, with a flat rim shaped like a four-petaled flower, and a long chain attached to the neck of the lid. The vessel is gilded, highlighting 　　the outlines of the patterns, with gold and silver shimmering in the interplay of colors. Its unique shape, ingenious design, and exquisite craftsmanship make it 　　a rare and precious artifact. 　　Huang Juan sat casually next to Yuan Zhenxia, her beautiful legs almost touching his. Because she was sitting, 　　her skirt, which already covered her knees, had ridden up at least ten centimeters, revealing two-thirds of her snow-white thighs, round and delicate, 　　with long and shapely calves below her rounded knees. Her insteps were slender and white, plump and tender; one could imagine 　　how smooth and delicate her skin would be to the touch. Coupled with the natural fragrance emanating from Huang Juan, 　　Yuan Zhenxia's large penis quietly stirred again. 　　"I've kept you waiting all night, you deserve a penalty drink." Yuan Zhenxia couldn't stand beautiful women; seeing her charming smile 　　and graceful figure, his bones instantly softened. He drank two cups of wine as if he had received nectar. 　　What captivated Yuan Zhenxia was the way Huang Juan lowered her head to pour wine, her gaze lingering 　　on her pair of crystal-clear, snow-white, soft, and smooth breasts. Yuan Zhenxia could clearly see the soft, alluring curves of her breasts and the shallow cleavage between them that drove men wild. 　　The tight hem of her low-cut dress provocatively exposed the upper edges of her breasts, radiating 　　a mesmerizing sheen. The full, rounded lines were completely visible, even the tips of her nipples seemed faintly discernible, 　　as if with the slightest movement, Huang Juan's pair of soft, round, snow-white beauties would spring forth. 　　Huang Juan then raised her glass and said, "This glass is to celebrate that we've finally met." 　　Huang Juan lowered her head and slowly brought the glass to him. This gesture allowed Yuan Zhenxia to see her full, voluptuous breasts swaying in front of her chest through the low-cut neckline 　　, and he could also detect the bright red nipples, which shone brightly against the snow-white flesh, making 　　Yuan Zhenxia's whole body tingle and his lower body aroused. Huang Juan looked up and saw Yuan Zhenxia's eyes fixed on her breasts. Looking down, 　　she saw her exposed skin, causing her cheeks to flush red with shyness. She let out a soft "Ah!" Yuan Zhenxia quickly 　　averted his gaze from the swaying waves of her breasts and took his wine glass. 　　He readily drank it, saying, "Judging from your tone, my beauty, it seems you've been eager to see me, haven't you?" 　　Huang Juan put down her wine glass, but deliberately placed one of her smooth, white thighs on Yuan Zhenxia's...

On the chair, the narrow skirt couldn't contain her plump lower body, leaving it exposed. Yuan Zhenxia could clearly
see the protruding vulva encased in transparent panties at the base of her thighs. Some of the thick, dark pubic hair peeked out from
the thin, rope-like edges of the panties, a sight that aroused his blood. Strangely, her vulva was particularly swollen. Yuan Zhenxia
knew that this kind of exceptionally protruding vulva was called a "baozi hole," a rare and exquisite hole, extremely aphrodisiac,
capable of bringing one to ecstasy during penetration.
"What is it?" Yuan Zhenxia's heart skipped a beat. He reached out and pulled the beauty into his arms.
Huang Juan gave him a charmingly reproachful look and smiled seductively, "Juan'er has a favor to ask this time. It's about a
chair."
"And what's the reward?" Yuan Zhenxia didn't mince words. His left hand reached directly into the low neckline of her skirt and
grabbed her firm breasts. The feel of them was smooth and soft yet elastic. His right hand parted her slender
hands and pulled her skirt up even higher. Huang Juan blushed even more, giving Yuan Zhenxia a charmingly reproachful look.
"No...no...no...not so fast."
Yuan Zhenxia grabbed and fondled the beauty's large, firm, and elastic breasts, while his right hand very slowly
lifted the hem of Huang Juan's skirt. His gaze fell on her pink thighs, and slowly but firmly, he lifted her skirt. What came
into view was a semi-transparent pair of panties, barely covering her small, round, and pert buttocks. The small, thin
panties clung to her delicate skin, and through them, the outline of her mons pubis was vaguely visible. Yuan Zhenxia
stared intently at the indentation that naturally followed the curve of her skin in the middle of the panties. He knew that indentation was
formed by Huang Juan's slightly parted vulva, and her soft, smooth labia were hidden beneath the thin fabric.
With just a movement of his fingers, the barrier would disappear.
Huang Juan blushed, moaning softly, "No…" Her tone of refusal was full of coquettishness. Yuan Zhenxia knew
she had come to him to flatter him. Taking advantage of Huang Juan's confusion, Yuan Zhenxia ripped off the beauty
's skirt, leaving her only in her pink underwear. The fur coat couldn't completely conceal her ample breasts, revealing a
deep cleavage. Embroidered briefs clung tightly to her weighty, beautifully shaped buttocks. In
the center of her flawless lower abdomen was a cute little belly button, like a tightly closed mouth.
"You're bullying me like this," Huang Juan thought, her eyes fixed on Yuan Zhenxia's bulging pants. She felt
a heat rising in her lower body, a growing dampness. Yuan Zhenxia lowered his head, and through her already damp stockings and panties,
he could vaguely see a dark tuft of pubic hair. His hand moved towards Huang Juan's inner thigh, quickly finding her
small, black thong-style briefs. He slipped a finger inside and hooked it, causing Huang Juan to flinch. He quickly
touched her hairy vulva; he knew that just an inch down would be her plump labia! So he
moved his hand down a little, finally touching Huang Juan's plump labia majora. He could feel the two full, fleshy lips
rising, and in the indentation between them, he could vaguely feel a clitoris. Yuan Zhenxia gently rubbed it with his fingers, and Huang Juan's
body trembled slightly from his teasing.
Huang Juan covered her mouth and laughed, "You'd better be careful. There's a notorious womanizer around here lately, and the police are all itching
to catch him. If someone mistakenly thinks you're the one, that would be terrible."
Yuan Zhenxia said, "What does that womanizer have to do with me?" His fingers didn't stop moving,
stroking the soft, fine black hair on Huang Juan's genitals, slowly parting her long, smooth legs, and
moving towards the tender jade path below her mons pubis. Yuan Zhenxia's fingers wandered over the plump labia majora.
Huang Juan chuckled, "Then it's okay to say it's okay, but how about we start 'Stealing the Red Pill' now?"
Huang Juan pretended to be calm, but her whole body trembled slightly under Yuan Zhenxia's caresses. Her lower body was already
wet, wetting the crotch of her narrow thong. The thin panties outlined the full contours of her mons pubis, and
the wet stain in the center of the panties slowly expanded. Yuan Zhenxia's hand brazenly forced into the mysterious territory that made people's blood boil
, touching Huang Juan's tuft of light black pubic hair. His fingers lewdly caressed the soft, slightly curled pubic hair of pretty Huang Juan
, caressing her warm, plump labia majora, sliding his middle finger between her two tender labia minora, his thumb
and middle finger kneading the labia minora, touching the moist cleft. The beautiful woman's thighs were already surging with spring tide, and
love juice was being secreted in large quantities.
The tender flesh clearly reported the slow intrusion of Yuan Zhenxia's fingertips, inch by inch. The garden, devoid of reinforcements,
had fallen into his clutches. Yuan Zhenxia's fingertips skillfully controlled the helpless gates, erotically closing them slightly, then
gently pulling them open again, revealing the delicate flower of flesh, trembling slightly before the lustful intruder. Yuan Zhenxia's burning
fingertips were lightly caressing the pure, tender petals of pretty Huang Juan. An electric current surged through every pore; Huang Juan's body trembled,
her flesh involuntarily contracting and tightening. Tightening were the bold, fiery fingertips. As Yuan Zhenxia's fingertips teased, Huang Juan's
moist, tender petals were forced to bloom shamefully. Rough fingers rubbed against the tender flesh, nails lightly scraping the tender walls. Pretty Huang Juan's
petals were wantonly played with, her lips humiliatingly pulled up and kneaded.
"You haven't said yes or no yet," Huang Juan asked, enduring the torment of her lower body. Her most shameful secret place
was completely occupied by lewd fingers, and Huang Juan could barely maintain her dignified appearance.
The fingers squeezed into the narrow opening of her soft, boneless lips, suddenly attacking her erect nipples. Huang Juan's lower abdomen involuntarily
twitched. The hot fingers stirred and ravaged. Ignoring her willpower, her pure petals yielded to the lewd power, and
her clear nectar began to gush out involuntarily.
"Let's see if the payment is enough," Yuan Zhenxia said, gently biting Huang Juan's earlobe and breathing his hot breath into her
ear canal. His left hand pinched her nipple, while his right fingertips lightly picked up the nectar, defiantly smearing it all over her tight, secluded valley
. Each touch seemed to be smearing on Huang Juan's already collapsing sense of shame. Her labia were gently caressed, petal by petal, then
rudely parted by wanton fingers. The tip of the middle finger attacked her pearly clitoris, grinding and kneading it. The two honeyed
lips were already swollen and enlarged from the defilement. The tender, dewy bud, unable to withstand the teasing of the mad bees and butterflies, became engorged and erect, nectar
constantly seeping out, as if nourished by rain and dew. The fingers ravaged the tight valley, and the stream of love overflowed.
Split into two, the middle finger probed directly into the vaginal opening, following the gushing love fluid, forcing open the tightly closed vulva. The middle finger
inserted into her tender hole, feeling the layers of tender flesh on the vaginal walls writhing and contracting, tightly gripping his middle finger.
His fingertips struck her clitoris deep within her uterus, causing her vulva to open and gushing forth streams of vaginal fluid.
The intense stimulation made Huang Juanmei's body limp and weak, clinging to him, her mouth agape as she gasped
for breath. He took the opportunity to turn her body around, his middle finger still thrusting in and out of her vagina, while his
lips pressed against her soft lips, his tongue swirling and tasting her sweet saliva.
A sliver of reason prevented her from reciprocating his kiss; she simply closed her eyes, letting him suckle her soft tongue.
Yuan Zhenxia's fingers probed and thrust in and out, like an alternating motion. As he pulled out, the woman's
bright red labia turned inside out. Yuan Zhenxia's thumb massaged her clitoris incessantly outside her vagina. Huang
Juanmei gripped the sheets tightly, her eyes closed, her toes curled. Soon, the contractions inside Huang Juanmei's vagina transformed into
spasms of her entire buttocks, her flesh trembling uncontrollably. Huang Juan's juices flowed more and more freely, her plump vulva already
overflowing with lustful fluids.
"Where's the red ball?" His middle finger was tightly wrapped by the layers of warm, moist, and tender flesh inside her honey cave, an
indescribable feeling of pleasure that excited Yuan Zhenxia even more. He began to slowly thrust and probe inside her honey cave, feeling as if
the tender flesh of her honey cave was like layers of doors, wrapping around his penetrating finger with each movement. It was indescribably
comfortable, and Yuan Zhenxia couldn't help but shout excitedly in his heart: "Exquisite! Truly exquisite!
" "I've seen the payment, have you agreed?"
"I haven't seen it all yet." Yuan Zhenxia lowered his head and kissed Huang Juan's small mouth
, sticking his tongue into her mouth to tease her smooth little tongue. He lifted her sexy body and gently stroked her crystal-clear jade back, pulling open her bodice. The front-buttoned
bra was opened by Yuan Zhenxia, and her round and plump breasts trembled. The pink nipples on her tender areolas stood erect in
the air. The tender, snow-white breasts were a treasure among treasures in terms of color, shape, and elasticity. Their smooth, conical bodies
were not only crystal clear and white with a smooth, fine texture, but also remarkably firm and symmetrical in shape.
The two small, round, bright red nipples were dazzling, instantly reminiscent of ripe cherries in a forest. These beautiful breasts were
incredibly elastic; even a gentle touch could produce a delicate tremor, exuding boundless charm and mature allure
, like a pair of delicious, juicy fruits waiting to be plucked.
Yuan Zhenxia pressed his palms down, grasping these firm and incredibly elastic jade-like breasts, and
began to play with them wantonly. He felt their smooth, supple texture, and couldn't help but secretly admire them as truly exquisite. Huang
Juan's soft, slippery breasts almost escaped from Yuan Zhenxia's grasp. Yuan Zhenxia hurriedly increased
the pressure between his fingers, forcefully gripping the base of her breasts and pushing them from the sides towards the center, creating a
deep cleavage.
"You're so annoying..." Huang Juan said shyly, looking at Yuan Zhenxia's bulging crotch with a low growl. Her charming, girlish allure was both
incredibly endearing and arousing a desire to conquer. Yuan Zhenxia kneaded her full breasts, pinching her erect,
rosy nipples, grabbing her tender flesh and squeezing forward, forcefully shaping her breasts into oval forms. His ten fingers
dug deep into her breasts, and her delicate nipples immediately peeked out from between his fingers, proudly standing erect under the heat of his breath
. He squeezed the nipples high, then released them, pinching and twisting them again. He pinched and twisted her small, slightly upturned
nipples between his index finger and thumb until they turned red, before moving on to the other breast.
Huang Juan pouted and said coquettishly, "Stop pinching, it's going to fall off!" Yuan Zhenxia ignored her and
took the opportunity to pull down her panties, revealing her wet, honeyed vulva. Soft,
dark pubic hair covered her slightly raised mons pubis, extending downwards to the pink cleft where it thinned out,
barely concealing her delicate labia majora. Her tender pink labia majora had already parted, and clear, lustful fluid slowly flowed out, making
her skin even more lustrous. Her wrinkled labia minora were gently closed, covering the mysterious opening, and her delicate, bean-like
clitoris peeked out.
Yuan Zhenxia then lifted her round buttocks, pulled her pink legs to the edge of the bed, and squatted between her thighs. Her mons pubis
was high and protruding, covered with soft, fine pubic hair, and her long, narrow cleft and pink labia majora were tightly closed. Yuan
Zhenxia parted her pink labia majora with his hands, revealing a clitoris the size of a red bean protruding from the cleft. The slightly parted entrance to her vagina revealed two
bright red labia minora pressed tightly against the labia majora, the flesh of her vulva glistening with the light of her vaginal fluids.
"Wow, so cute...so beautiful!"
"Don't look...it's so embarrassing!"
Yuan Zhenxia embraced her alluring body and kissed her passionately, his hands teasing the entrance to her vagina between her legs,
the fluids flowing from it wetting the nearby pubic hair. His hands caressed her smooth, white, and shapely body. Huang Juan let out seductive breaths, her cheeks flushed, her half-closed, alluring eyes blazing with desire. 　　Slippery, lustful fluids
oozed from her wet, moist entrance . 　　Seeing the beautiful woman's face flushed with desire and her breath coming in short gasps, Yuan Zhenxia immediately took off his clothes, parted her thighs, 　　and revealed her honeyed cave, surrounded by dark pubic hair, its alluring opening revealing the tender red flesh of her vulva, the entrance 　　moist and pulsating. "You're so naughty," Yuan Zhenxia said, looking at her charmingly coquettish face, as he thrust his penis closer. She trembled 　　and said, "Be gentle." Yuan Zhenxia lingered and moved his penis around the entrance of her honeyed cave, sometimes rubbing her clitoris, sometimes teasing 　　her labia, sometimes lightly probing the entrance. She was aroused by Yuan Zhenxia's teasing, her half-open, half-closed eyes filled with intoxication, 　　her lips parted in heavy, panting breaths, a picture of unbearable ecstasy. Her honeyed cave was already glistening with lustful fluids, exceptionally smooth. 　　Huang Wen involuntarily thrust her mons pubis forward, while Yuan Zhenxia deliberately slid his penis away. "No...no 　　...you're teasing me on purpose," she moaned shyly, her heart pounding with desire. Yuan Zhenxia pressed his penis against 　　the entrance of her vagina, adjusted the position of the glans, and with a "plop," thrust it into Huang Juan's slippery vagina. His penis had barely penetrated 　　a third of the way when Huang Juan's vagina began to contract and squeeze. "Sizzle, sizzle," the remaining vaginal fluid 　　flowed out under the pressure of his penis. Yuan Zhenxia entered from the side, forming a four-legged position with the lying Huang Juan as he excitedly 　　thrust his penis in and out. "Plop...plop...plop plop plop," Huang Juan's vagina 　　emitted various sounds of intercourse under the wave-like onslaught of his penis, stimulating Yuan Zhenxia's nerves. "Oh...oh," Huang Juan let out a captivating 　　moan. 　　Yuan Zhenxia teased Huang Juan's full breasts, kneading her pink nipples, while Huang Juan's fragrant breaths intensified.

A deep, alluring cleavage and rosy nipples glistened with beads of sweat. Yuan Zhenxia's penis
plunged deep inside, pressing against Huang Juan's sensitive cervix, enjoying the sensation of her round, firm, and elastic white buttocks
being touched with each thrust of his penis. The glans repeatedly struck her tender, fiery clitoris.
"Oh...no...it feels so good," Huang Juan moaned sweetly, responding to Yuan Zhenxia's movements.
His penis rotated within her tight, wet vagina. "Ah...it feels so good...it feels so good," Huang Juan was
completely overwhelmed by the intense stimulation of his penis rotating inside her honeyed cave. She couldn't help but moan loudly, tightening her vaginal muscles and writhing around his shaft,
his penis tightly enveloped by the soft, fleshy walls. "Oh...oh...mmm," Huang Juan's round buttocks swayed, letting the penis
slide in and out of her wet, hot honey hole. "Ah...oh oh," she moaned, her small hands gripping the sheets. "Mmm...ah,"
Yuan Zhenxia's penis was repeatedly swallowed and withdrawn from Huang Juan's honey hole. He
pressed Huang Juan's long, beautiful legs against her round breasts, increasing the speed of his thrusts. Spasms rippled through the walls of her vagina.
Yuan Zhenxia's lips and tongue, which had been lingering on her breasts, intensified their teasing, his teeth joining the ranks of his provocations. He gently nibbled at her
delicate, cherry-like nipples. Huang Juan's round, voluptuous breasts trembled, the cherry-red tips swollen and erect from his licking. Yuan
Zhenxia's right hand cupped half of one breast, his palm filled with the elasticity and fullness of her firm, supple flesh. He couldn't
help but knead it harder, the smooth, soft touch echoing her suppressed moans. This prompted Yuan Zhenxia to
intensify his licking, sucking, and biting on her round breasts, causing her flat, supple abdomen to rise and fall, her fair
skin shimmering. Whether it was the gentle licking and nibbling behind her ears and on her neck, or the teasing and flicking between her chest and abdomen, all of this caused
her love juices to flow freely, her uterus contracting almost unbearably. A feeling of emptiness, accompanied by orgasm, spread through her soft,
hot body, igniting an increasingly intense desire.
Her tight, sweet hole endured maximum tension. The elasticity of the flesh walls gripped his penis, stimulating her lower abdomen
and her sweet hole to contract incessantly. Huang Juan helplessly closed her alluring eyes, her lithe body tossed about by Yuan Zhenxia.
His penis, passively and gently moving in and out of her honeyed cave, penetrated deeper, following the flow of her love fluid. It rubbed against
the small, granular folds of flesh along the edges of her honeyed cave, drilling straight into its depths. Burning desire consumed Huang Juan's
body and mind. With a long, soft cry, the deepest part of her honeyed cave
expanded and tightened with a "sizzling" sound of penetration. Her flushed face contorted her lips into an indescribable "O" shape.
Yuan Zhenxia's penis continued its relentless thrusting, "Oh...oh, I can't take it...why
isn't it all the way in yet?" Yuan Zhenxia's length and girth far exceeded her expectations, causing her to gasp for breath
to relieve the relentless pressure of his penis entering her honeyed cave. With a soft moan, the glans of his penis penetrated deeper into her wet, honeyed cave
, reaching the very depths of her cervix. His penis strained against the fleshy walls that gripped and held his shaft. Her full, high breasts
arched forward in a beautiful curve, temporarily freed from Yuan Zhenxia's grasp, their ample bosom trembling with astonishing
elasticity, like exquisite jade bells inverted on her leaning, white, pink breasts. The peaks were a striking cherry-red,
and her honeyed cave, tightly joined to Yuan Zhenxia's, contracted and expanded beneath her soft, thick mons pubis. A surge of heat shot from her cervix, blocked by the tightly pressed
shaft within the pulsating, fleshy passage. The
area outside her honeyed cave remained damp, the thick, dark pubic hair still glistening with moisture. Yuan Zhenxia
thrust his penis deep into her honeyed cave, swaying it a few times. Huang Juan, exhausted after her orgasm, collapsed. "Ah—
be gentle...no!" The increasingly swollen and firm penis inside her honeyed cave made her moan softly. Trying desperately to cover her
moans of pleasure, Yuan Zhenxia held her slender waist, his penis thrusting wildly up and down, pulling her alluring
body in and out. Deep inside her honeyed cave, his penis cooperated, expanding its thick shaft
to its maximum, forcefully penetrating her tightly wrapped flesh. With each thrust, she cried out in unbearable pleasure, "Ah...oh...ah..." At first, her moans
were low and gentle, but after several rises and falls, her clear, nightingale-like voice gradually rose in pitch. Her
smooth lower abdomen twitched, and with a powerful thrust, as Yuan Zhenxia lifted her limp body,
whitish love fluid flowed from his penis, her rosy labia turned outwards in an exaggerated circle, tightly
gripping the penis that couldn't be fully withdrawn. The unprecedented pleasure and exhilaration overwhelmed Huang Juan, consuming
any remaining restraint.
Before she could even savor the afterglow of her climax, another wave of thrusts surged from her honeyed depths,
propelling her already peak-like body to another climax. Her cries were like sobs,
occasionally punctuated by silent sobs. The sounds of the penis penetrating her honeyed depths mingled with the squelching sounds of her fluids
, creating a cacophony of sounds, along with the resounding slapping of their tightly joined bodies, filling
the room with a heavy, erotic atmosphere.
"Oh... I can't take it anymore, waah!" Huang Juan writhed her slender body, her love juices flowing uncontrollably.
Yuan Zhenxia's thighs were wet with her vaginal fluids, but she continued to rise and fall, trying to force out
his semen with her tightly contracting, writhing flesh. Her supple body was incredibly elastic and tactile, even the flesh inside her vagina possessed remarkable resilience and
elasticity, fully accommodating Yuan Zhenxia's enormous size. During the rapid thrusting, she moved freely, forcing Yuan Zhenxia to
push his endurance to the limit to withstand the powerful contractions from within. Yuan Zhenxia's hands left her delicate
waist, kneading her bouncing breasts, wantonly pinching and leaving faint red finger marks. He arched his buttocks upwards
to bury his penis deep inside her.
Each time his penis was slowly pulled away from the depths of her vagina by her raised buttocks, the ridges between the glans and shaft
scraped against the sensitive folds of flesh, the tingling pleasure making her almost unable to lift up. As
the fullness of her penis gradually faded, the resulting emptiness and loss caused the inner walls of her vagina to tremble uncontrollably. She
tried to thrust downwards, but the opening was small, and despite the abundant lubrication, penile insertion remained extremely
difficult. Initially, she could only make small movements, allowing most of the penis to slide in and out of her vagina. Gradually, the
extraordinary excitement emanating from her vagina stimulated her emotions. Combined with the continuous flow of vaginal fluid and the countless contractions of her vagina, the double
stimulation made her lose herself, desperately raising her buttocks until only the glans remained inside her wet vagina before slamming down hard.
The swift penis plunged heavily into her honeyed cave, hitting her cervix. The intense pleasure made her mouth gape open, even
her soft moans turning into barely audible groans.
Huang Juan's mind was nearly blurred; her body rose and fell uncontrollably, her honeyed cave contracting rapidly,
the flesh rubbing against the shaft, coating it with milky, slippery love juice. Her small hands unconsciously rested on Yuan
Zhenxia's shoulders, her over-excited, flushed body trying to meet the thrusts of the penis, lifting and lowering the
glans from her wet honeyed cave.
Yuan Zhenxia's breathing also became rapid and heavy amidst Huang Juan's frenzied indulgence. His penis, inserted into her honeyed cave, was
tightly gripped by the layers of flesh, the constantly contracting cervix stimulating the urethral opening. Her bouncy, upturned buttocks,
swallowing the shaft, slapped against his testicles with a "slap, slap" sound, making it difficult for Yuan Zhenxia, who wanted to last longer, to resist.
In the midst of her chaotic climax, her soft moans were like whispers, the kind of murmurs only uttered when one is immersed in intense pleasure. Her honeyed cave
lengthened and intensified, engulfing the penis with even greater force. Huang Juan blinked weakly, her dazed eyes blinking, her body undulating to meet
the relentless thrusting of the penis within her honeyed cave. Watching Yuan Zhenxia support her slender waist,
thrusting upwards repeatedly, her snow-white breasts bouncing before her, each withdrawal of the penis bringing forth a gush of white love fluid, she wanted to
cry out, but even a low moan escaped her lips; she could only open and close her small mouth in vain.
The penis penetrating her honeyed cave burned Huang Juan's nearly numb body. Her head was turned towards the glass window, her long, shapely legs half-
kneeling on the ground. Her buttocks, arched high, swayed back and forth, grinding against the penis that had penetrated deep into her honeyed cave. The opening of her honeyed cave contracted less
and less, seemingly unable to hold onto the penis any longer; even her vaginal fluids were almost drained away by the increasingly rapid thrusting. The small
space was filled with the scent of love fluids and sweat.
Yuan Zhenxia's deeply penetrating penis swelled violently several times, and with a "plop," hot semen gushed from the urethral opening,
pouring into her long-awaited neck, merging with her simultaneously spurting vaginal fluids, rushing down the wet shaft towards the
entrance of her honeyed cave. "Ahhhhh," she whimpered, her body limp, utterly powerless. Suddenly, streams
of fluid gushed from the cervix from the walls of her honeyed cave. "Ah," Huang Juan cried out softly, curling her alluring body and closing her beautiful
eyes. Her slender, graceful body twitched irregularly, then limply fell into Yuan Zhenxia's arms…
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Yuan Zhenxia woke up. Huang Juan slept soundly like a docile kitten, her captivating sleeping posture holding
Yuan Zhenxia's gaze captivated.
Her alluring breasts rose and fell gently with her breath, her body slightly turned to the side, revealing her beautiful curves
; her proud breasts, concealed by her pure silk nightgown, were a dazzling expanse of snow-white,
with two rosy nipples faintly visible beneath the almost transparent lace. Half of her firm, full breasts were exposed, their color dazzling and radiant
, giving her a soft, jade-like beauty. Her shapely body stretched out, her snow-white arms and slender
legs casually placed, yet there was no more suitable way to position them. The hem of her nightgown only covered
the middle of her thighs, revealing a section of her fair and lustrous legs, smooth and tender, with clean ankles and crystal-clear toes,
igniting a burning desire in Yuan Zhenxia, who stood beside her. Yuan Zhenxia felt an indescribable sensation.
Yuan Zhenxia stared intently at Huang Juan's exquisitely beautiful face. Her eyebrows were arched, her eyes bright, her cheeks like fresh lychees,
her nose like goose fat, her cherry lips slightly parted, her fine black hair cascading over her shoulders, her eyes closed, her face seemingly radiating a shy yet
joyful glow, exuding a pure and elegant aura. Yuan Zhenxia slowly
pulled up Huang Juan's nightgown, revealing a pair of long, slender, white legs as delicate as bamboo shoots. Her round, pert buttocks and slender waist displayed
striking curves. From behind, one could see the pink, tender, mysterious valley between her full buttocks. Just as Huang Juan liked to
smile with her mouth closed, her mysterious valley was also tightly closed, her two mouths remarkably alike. Yuan Zhenxia's penis
stood erect, as if eager to pounce and penetrate that alluring Eden.
The fine, dark pubic hair was so soft, forming a black forest, tightly guarding the woman's most
precious and mysterious entrance. The alluring, mysterious garden was thus revealed, flanked by plump, raised labia majora
, like two tightly closed jade doors, leaving only a small, deep red slit, in the center of which
a tiny round opening was faintly visible; above the slit was a pink clitoris, with dark pubic hair only distributed around the clitoris
and the upper edge of the labia majora, most of the original pink of the labia majora was exposed, appearing very tender
, and even the originally tightly closed slit was slightly parted, arousing the imagination of wanting to peek into the boundless spring scenery.
Yuan Zhenxia stared at Huang Juan's body, indulging in fantasies about her entire being. He then pretended to embrace her, his hand finally reaching
Huang Juan's long-desired breasts. His hand trembled uncontrollably as he grasped Huang Juan's pure, delicate, snow-
white mounds, like a precious porcelain piece that might shatter at any moment… The moment his soft, plump breasts touched him,
the tender, almost melting sensation sent a shiver through his body. He gripped those trembling, proudly erect, pure
breasts tightly, reluctant to let go. His palms swirled and caressed her firm, taut breasts, kneading her crystal-clear,
flawless white jade-like nipples. Yuan Zhenxia felt an indescribable comfort in their soft warmth. His left hand further
climbed to Huang Juan's nipples, gently kneading them. The beautiful pink areolas, though not yet touched, were already round and plump
.
Yuan Zhenxia felt Huang Juan's trembling breasts in his palms were like cotton balls, or two ripe peaches. Huang Juan
couldn't help but moan softly. Her body twitched unconsciously in her sleep, and Yuan Zhenxia, watching from beside her, was overjoyed.
His hands swirled and caressed her firm breasts, kneading her translucent, flawless white
peaks. The soft touch was indescribably pleasurable. His hands then moved further, reaching for the nipples of Huang Juan's breasts,
gently kneading them. The beautiful pink areolas swelled and plumped at the touch.
Yuan Zhenxia's large hands grasped her firm, soft nipples, kneading them gently and slowly
… A wonderful sensation of firm, soft, and elastic flesh filled his palms, making his blood
boil. Seeing Huang Juan's beautifully contoured cheeks, he couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. His fingers gradually closed,
gently caressing the tips of Huang Juan's proud, firm breasts with two fingers, circling and kneading them until he found that
delicate, exquisite nipple... a red cherry. His two fingers gently pinched Huang Juan's soft, tender bud, warm...
With a gentle yet skillful kneading and pinching,
Yuan Zhenxia relentlessly ravaged the defenseless breasts. The elastic flesh was constantly being kneaded and rubbed, the full
peaks tightly squeezed, making the small nipples even more prominent.
He then erotically teased the already erect nipples with his thumb and forefinger. The touch was smooth and slippery. Yuan Zhenxia felt Huang Juan's buds were incredibly elastic and
couldn't help but secretly admire her as a true beauty. Huang Juan was actually awake, but wanting to please Yuan Zhenxia, she kept
her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. However, the strange sensation emanating from the sensitive tips of her breasts made her feel
as if she were being gnawed by insects, and her heart felt a strange stimulation that was both shy and deeply shameful.
Yuan Zhenxia's left hand traced along her glossy black hair, down her soft, smooth, yet firm back, extending to her
firm thighs and rounded buttocks, roaming and gently caressing them like a seasoned veteran of the erotic world. Occasionally,
like a curious child, it would tentatively slip into the crevice between her snow-white buttocks, carefully examining Huang Juan's most mysterious triangle
. Then he touched a soft, slightly curved patch of hair. Yuan Zhenxia's touch told him that Huang Juan's mysterious
triangle was home to patches of lush, beautifully shaped, curving, crossing, and surrounding hair. Her full,
round, rosy, and glossy labia were still glistening with lustful fluid. Her vulva resembled a small hill,
rising high at the lower part of her abdomen. Her pink clitoris was swollen and full, fully exposed outside the labia. These
mysterious areas, which aroused his blood, brazenly pressed towards Yuan Zhenxia.
Yuan Zhenxia stroked Huang Juan's soft, dark pubic hair, his fingers lewdly caressing the delicate, slightly curled
strands. Under his teasing, Huang Juan's blushing, pounding heart, and overwhelming shyness
were aroused more and more intensely, making feigning sleep seem impossible.
After caressing Huang Juan's delicate, curly pubic hair for a while, Yuan Zhenxia's hand slid down,
passing through the dense forest to Huang Juan's long-desired paradise, gently caressing her vulva
. The pure forbidden land that Yuan Zhenxia had once opened was once again being erotically defiled and ravaged by his fingers.
Huang Juan wanted to shut out the senses in her secret place, but her tender flesh disregarded her shame, clearly reporting
the slow intrusion of the unfamiliar fingertips. The beautiful meadow had been conquered to its limit, and the garden
gates, without any reinforcements, had fallen into the clutches of evil. Yuan Zhenxia's despicable fingertips skillfully controlled the helpless door, erotically closing it slightly
and then gently pulling it open again. The door of chastity was manipulated into a shameful opening, revealing the tender bud,
trembling slightly before the lustful intruder. To savor every rhythm of this exquisite beauty, Yuan Zhenxia's burning fingertips
lightly brushed against the delicate petals of pretty Huang Juan.
An electric current shot through every pore, and pretty Huang Juan's body trembled slightly, her honeyed flesh involuntarily contracting and tightening. Tightening were
the bold and fiery unfamiliar fingertips. With Yuan Zhenxia's fingertips lightly teasing, Huang Juan's moist and tender petals were forced to shamefully
bloom again. The shameless attack unfolded in full force, Yuan Zhenxia's thick fingers squeezing into the narrow space of her soft, boneless honeyed lips
, suddenly attacking the erect bud. Huang Juan's lower abdomen involuntarily twitched, her round buttocks rose,
and it was no longer possible for her to pretend to be asleep.
Huang Juan shifted coquettishly, opened her eyes, and met Yuan Zhenxia's gaze. Her pretty face flushed slightly, and she softly asked
, "Did you sleep well?"
Yuan Zhenxia chuckled, "I was thinking all night about what was so different about that chair, how could I sleep?" His left hand pinched and
kneaded Huang Juan's nipple, while his right fingertips gently teased her vulva, defiantly smearing it all over her tight, secluded valley. Each touch seemed
to smear on Huang Juan's already crumbling sense of shame.
Huang Juan's cheeks instantly flushed crimson, and she glared at him, saying, "Zhenxia, don't do this with Juan'er so early in the morning, okay?"
Yuan Zhenxia lightly kissed her fragrant lips, saying, "Juan'er is actually a hidden sleeping expert, and you even lied to me saying you didn't know how to sleep."
His right hand continued to explore the edge of Huang Juan's pubic area inch by inch. Huang Juan's labia were gently caressed, then
unceremoniously parted by his lewd fingers. His middle finger attacked her pearly clitoris, grinding and kneading it, trying to force the demure Huang
Juan to reveal her hidden madness. Her two honeyed lips were already swollen and enlarged from being fondled, her delicate buds, unable to withstand
the teasing of the mad bees and butterflies, were engorged and erect, nectar constantly seeping out, as if nourished by rain and dew. Fingers
ravaged the tight, secluded valley, the stream overflowing.
Huang Juan said shyly and softly, "I was sleeping, but your magic had mesmerized! It's all filled up down there."
Yuan Zhenxia was overjoyed; flirting with Huang Juan, such a good opponent, was truly endlessly entertaining. He embraced her and said, "Your
magic is truly powerful. Don't be fooled by my seemingly conscious appearance; I'm actually completely bewitched, my desire overflowing,
wanting both."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and a waiter's voice sounded outside, "I've brought you breakfast,
may I come in?"
Huang Juan quickly covered herself with the blanket and said, "Please come in!"
The waiter pushed open the door, saw the two of them, and smiled sweetly at Huang Juan. Instantly,
two red clouds rose on Huang Juan's face, and she remained silent, shyly. The waiter placed the food down and left immediately.
After the waiter left, Huang Juan chuckled, "Have you been fooling around enough? Come with me to see that chair this afternoon, okay,
brother?"
"Being the brother is too much of a loss, it's better to call him a pervert." Seeing that he was naked and had no intention of putting on clothes
, Huang Juan couldn't help but stand up and get his clothes to dress him. His beautiful body was revealed again, his snow-
capped peaks, perfectly proportioned and full of symmetrical beauty, his pale pink areolas infinitely charming, his slightly erect nipples extremely tempting
, his flat stomach adorned with a charming, small navel, and at the junction of his legs, the most alluring curve of his mons pubis
was fully revealed, and under the semi-transparent silk, the mysterious light below could be slightly seen, with the lush grass faintly visible inside
.
"Let's have breakfast first."
Yuan Zhenxia leered, pushing Huang Juan down onto the bed, spreading her legs wide, and bringing his face close to her vulva
. His gaze traveled up her smooth inner thighs: the raised mons pubis extended downwards,
forming a narrow triangle at the base of her thighs, flanked by full, raised labia majora, like two tightly closed jade doors
, leaving only a small, deep red slit, in the center of which a small, round opening was faintly visible;
above the slit was a pink clitoris, with dark pubic hair only distributed around the clitoris and the upper edge of the labia majora.
Part of her labia majora, originally pink, was now fully exposed, appearing very tender. The lower edges of the labia majora met
, forming a thin frenulum that continued down to the tightly closed anus, resembling a chrysanthemum. Here lay a
treacherous valley, the skin regaining its translucent white color. On either side were round, plump buttocks,
white and soft like curdled milk.
"What are you doing?" Huang Juan asked, puzzled.
She saw Yuan Zhenxia pick up an egg, then gently part her labia majora with his fingers. The jade gate
slowly opened, revealing a smaller gate within the pink opening—the labia minora. Further in, the round vaginal
opening was finally revealed. This alluring fleshy orifice was about to welcome a new guest. Yuan Zhenxia felt his enormous
penis harden, eager to penetrate this small opening and strike the uterus. But he knew he couldn't.
Seeing Yuan Zhenxia's discomfort, Huang Juan knew he was burning with lust, yet
he was restraining himself to avoid being consumed by his own desires. Huang Juan felt a pang of pity and let him do as he pleased.
Yuan Zhenxia's hand slipped between Huang Juan's thighs, kneading and caressing. "Ah...uh...mmm..."
The delicate and pure beauty, Huang Juan, moaned shyly and helplessly, responding with fiery passion. Her sacred chastity
was completely defenseless. Yuan Zhenxia reveled in the sight of this pure and beautiful woman, the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. His left hand gently
pinched and rubbed Huang Juan's clitoris, while his right hand circled an egg on her labia majora. Huang Juan could barely
maintain her composure; the hot egg churned and ravaged her vulva, her pure petals succumbing to his lewd
power, and her clear nectar began to gush forth involuntarily.
As the egg slowly penetrated her secret place, Huang Juan groaned, her blood
surging, her mind blank, her breathing rapid, her body burning hot. Yuan Zhenxia's hot egg slowly
and irresistibly penetrated her. Her vagina was already overflowing, and the egg was completely swallowed
, making her feel full and causing her to moan involuntarily.
Although Huang Juan instinctively wanted to resist, she didn't know why, but her long, slender, snow-
white legs spread wider against her will. Yuan Zhenxia was delighted to find that the
base of this beautiful woman's thighs was already overflowing with desire, her love juices flowing freely. The egg widened the honeyed cave, surrounded by dark pubic hair where her legs crossed
, revealing the tender red flesh of her vaginal walls, the entrance moist and pulsating.
"Your lower mouth is enjoying it," Yuan Zhenxia said.
The stunningly beautiful woman's face flushed crimson, her cherry lips purring softly. "You're so naughty," he murmured,
looking at Huang Juan's charming yet reproachful face. He used his tongue to lick upwards along her fully open labia,
his nimble tongue probing the folds between the fleshy walls. Then, using his fingers to part her overflowing labia,
he sucked hard on her clitoris, savoring the sweet nectar overflowing from her. Her secret valley, now transformed by the gushing nectar
and saliva, became a shrine radiating a bewitching glow. Her pink labia had turned completely red, and the small
flesh inside trembled incessantly.
Huang Juan leaned back as far as she could, surrendering her secret valley entirely to his tongue. Her small mound quickly
swelled, a sensation she could feel herself. Yuan Zhenxia's tongue continued to swirl in the center of the cleft, teasing
her clitoris with its tip. The growing desire caused Huang Juan's body to tremble violently.
Yuan Zhenxia's tongue slowly pushed the egg inside, reaching the very center of her vagina, completely enveloping it
. This caused Huang Juan to tremble, a tingling, unbearable sensation washing over her, her beautifully curved back stiffening into an open bow. Yuan Zhenxia
's tongue lingered and wandered inside her honeyed cave, sometimes rubbing her clitoris, sometimes teasing her labia, sometimes lightly probing the entrance. She
was aroused by Yuan Zhenxia's teasing, her half-open, half-closed eyes filled with a blissful intoxication, her heavy, panting breaths revealing
an unbearable, ecstatic state. Her honeyed cave was already glistening with lubrication.
"How does it feel?" Yuan Zhenxia whispered in her ear.
"It feels like your glans is pressing against my core, it's so itchy!" Huang Juan said,
her face flushed with desire, her breath coming in short gasps.
Yuan Zhenxia pried open Huang Juan's vagina with his tongue, then inserted it into her lower mouth, stirring and sucking her
sweet, lustful fluids, making "tsk tsk...tsk tsk" sounds. The gentle movements made Huang Juan feel an intense, unbearable
urge to be scratched. He gently moved his mons pubis, trying to scratch her, but the egg slipped even further into her vagina.
"Your little mouth can eat so much, let me feed you properly," Yuan Zhenxia said, squeezing another egg into Huang Juan's slit
. The egg was slowly swallowed into her vagina, the tightness becoming more and more pronounced. The folds of her vaginal walls were gently
undulating. Yuan Zhenxia felt that the egg had reached the very end of her vagina, then he used his fingers to part Huang Juan's labia
, his tongue touching her lovely mons pubis. Her vaginal opening was already soaking wet. "Mmm... Ahh... Over there...
" After Yuan Zhenxia licked her clitoris with his tongue, Huang Juan's delicate body writhed violently, and the secreted love fluid was very viscous.
Yuan Zhenxia's lust had reached its peak, and he spread Huang Juan's slender legs even wider,
placing the third egg against the entrance of her honey hole. Squeezing open her labia and pressing against her clitoris, Huang Juan twisted her waist and thrust her flesh upwards, "Swoosh!"
Half an egg smoothly slid in. Yuan Zhenxia felt as if the egg in his hand was being sucked, and then spat out, and immediately
used his fingers to force the egg against the entrance and push it in again. Like loading bullets, he stuffed the egg into her vagina, and with each
force, Huang Juan groaned, her plump mucous membranes like a bottomless pit constantly swallowing the white egg.
"So full, your little hole is bulging!" Huang Juan could no longer bear it, and her swollen, crimson vulva
tightened forcefully to prevent the egg from entering again. But there were already three eggs inside, it felt like three little hands were gripping
her uterus.
Yuan Zhenxia used his hand to part the pink labia majora, revealing a clitoris the size of a red bean protruding from the cleft. The slightly open honeyed
entrance revealed two bright red labia minora pressed tightly against the labia majora, the bright red vaginal walls glistening with the light of vaginal fluid
. The soft, pulsating pink flesh inside the opening of the secret orifice fueled Yuan Zhenxia's lust, making his movements
even more intense. His fingers slid back and forth along the cleft of the labia, parting the delicate petals,
revealing pink mucous membranes like a blooming red flower, with the tender flesh in the center appearing. His nimble, rough fingers danced, constantly licking
the fleshy mucous membranes exposed from the inside.
Yuan Zhenxia pressed down on Huang Juan's constantly rising waist, continuing his increasingly intense tongue techniques. Yuan Zhenxia's mouth slowly...
Slowly increasing the suction, the vaginal walls felt as if they were being sucked away, causing discomfort. Just as her body was about to reach its limit, her vagina
felt a strong sense of release, and Huang Juan groaned loudly.
A clear "squeak!" sound came from Yuan Zhenxia's mouth as he sucked an egg out of Huang Juan's vagina.
Huang Juan protested, exhaling sharply, shaking her lower body at Yuan Zhenxia, panting, "You
're so bad, you stole my food..." Between her snow-white thighs, her wet labia made obscene sounds.
Yuan Zhenxia leaned forward, his mouth still holding the egg, and reinserted it. This time, Huang Juan's vagina was becoming increasingly slippery,
the vaginal walls tightening, spitting the egg out. Yuan Zhenxia quickly increased the speed of his tongue's licking.
Huang Juan's moans accompanied the rhythmic licking, "Mmm...mmm...mmm ah," a rhythmic chant.
Her honeyed cave was slowly filled, the feeling of fullness and comfort causing her slender waist to arch upwards, her body forming a delicate
, inverted curve. Her vulva was at the highest point of the curve. Yuan Zhenxia tightly embraced Huang Juan's round buttocks, his mouth
pressed tightly against her soft mons pubis, his tongue deeply probing the end of her honeyed cave.
Huang Juan felt a wet, cool sensation between her legs, an indescribable comfort. Instantly, a tingling,
piercing itch spread through her honeyed cave, like thousands of ants biting inside, a sensation both pleasurable and unpleasant.
Her face flushed even more, her legs gently twisting, her moans becoming more seductive and rapid.
Waves of pleasure assaulted her body and mind, her honeyed cave suddenly contracting strongly, her vagina
trembling, and her juices overflowing from within. After reaching her climax, Huang Juan slowly slumped down
, her skin flushed a rosy red. Her soft, warm body was tightly joined to Yuan Zhenxia's, the blush on her face
lingering, her tightly closed eyes trembling.
"Not only are there eggs to eat, but also water to drink, not bad." A trace of liquid still lingered at the corner of Yuan Zhenxia's mouth.
The sound of clocks chimed outside the window; it was already ten o'clock. Yuan Zhenxia cursed inwardly, "So fast. If only I didn't have to go
." With such a beautiful woman like Huang Juan by his side, he didn't want to do anything else.
Huang Juan took out two cell phones, handing one to Yuan Zhenxia, "I should go too. You keep this one;
we'll use it to contact each other."
"It's so noisy outside, what if we can't hear each other?" She then switched the other phone to vibrate.
Huang Juan froze, her cheeks slowly turning red.
"When we meet later, the phone should be inside your body, not in your bag, so you can hear each other, hehe
."
Huang Juan seemed to come to her senses and nodded in acknowledgment. "You're so naughty! You don't let me rest at all. You keep
wanting to use it, and you want to use my phone too. I'm putting it away now, isn't that enough?"
Her slender hand slowly reached towards the mysterious triangle of her pubic area, covered in lush grass.
She parted the pubic hair covering her mons pubis, revealing her thick, crimson labia majora, slightly turned outwards. Then, with her slender fingers
, she parted the labia majora to reveal two even more tender and delicate labia minora
, and tightly clamped between those two tender, red labia minora was a small, round, bright red clitoris, about the size of a soybean, slightly swollen and erect
. In an instant, her most intoxicating and ecstatic sight, driving men wild, was revealed.
Huang Juan gently flicked her clitoris with her thumb, and a sweet pleasure immediately emanated from her back.
She inserted her middle finger into her hot vagina, which was already wet. The continuous friction of her finger against the vaginal walls made her
buttocks involuntarily wiggle. Huang Juan's breathing became rapid. She made a V-shape with her slender fingers,
parting her labia. Yuan Zhenxia's gaze was focused on her labia.
The soft vulva was pushed apart, the opening widening like a fish's mouth, slowly swallowing the machine.
Huang Juan's raised legs were completely tense, and she groaned. Although the silver box wasn't large, its shape was a square, unlike
anything her vagina had ever contained. Even with attempts to slow it down to allow her to adjust, her delicate flesh still felt
awkward.
Huang Juan's fingers moved more intensely inside her vagina, her parted thighs swaying from side to side, her groin beginning to
spasm. Her cherry-like nipples gradually hardened and stood erect. Her vagina felt like it was on fire
, and it was somewhat wet. Her vaginal fluid flowed uncontrollably. Her fingers kept pushing it deeper, the phone pendant pendant going deeper and
deeper into her body, until finally, it seemed to be sucked away and slid completely into the bottom of her vagina. She had just pulled her wet fingers
out of her vagina, the entire phone still inside, only a gleaming steel chain protruding from the closed
opening. How deep had she inserted it?
Her face flushed, Huang Juan gently pinched her closed labia with her fingers, parting them. Her other
hand gripped the chain, and her once pale pink, tightly closed, delicate labia finally opened again,
the raised petals gleaming with a seductive light, exuding an indescribable lewdness.
Yuan Zhenxia stared lustfully at Huang Juan's two pink labia and the constantly writhing pink
vaginal walls. The creamy, oozing fluid flowing from her vagina, combined with the trembling, heaving of her
vulva, was full of erotic allure. The cold metal pressing against her flesh felt quite uncomfortable.
Yuan Zhenxia dialed the number rapidly. A dull vibration came through, and Huang Juan began to moan. The heavy phone
inside her genitals already made her feel incredibly humiliated and uncomfortable; now it was vibrating her vagina. Her
obscene vulva, subjected to the burning gaze, instead secreted overflowing lustful fluid, which slowly
slid down her blooming petals. Her moist labia trembled and danced to the left and right, revealing
the bright red, moist flesh inside her vagina, like freshly peeled fruit.
A cool airflow entered her vagina, reaching her uterus, filled with a humiliating stimulation. The vibration circled from the vaginal walls
to her uterus, and the pink, translucent mucous membrane was still gently wriggling! Honey-like fluid kept
oozing from between her plump labia like water droplets.
"It's like a purse, and it even moves inside, like it wants to eat something."
"Pah, you're just bullying me." Huang Juan gritted her teeth in anger.
The
vermilion gate was freshly painted. The door god statues on the gate were inlaid with glass, because the pair of
door gods were works by Yang Liuqing from the Ming Dynasty, exceptionally valuable. The two copper rings on the gate were polished to a gleaming shine, connected to the tiger...
The head of the bronze ring gleamed with a deep purple light; it was made of high-quality copper. A small copper plaque was nailed to the door, bearing
the words "Southern Yue Antique Goods Trading Shop."
Yuan Zhenxia picked up the copper ring and tapped it a few times. The ring was exquisitely crafted, more of a delicate ornament than
a practical item, so Yuan Zhenxia tapped it gently, lest he damage it.
The side door next to the main door opened. An elderly man who appeared to be over seventy years old poked his head out, making a
defensive gesture, gesturing for Yuan Zhenxia and Huang Juan to follow him inside. Yuan Zhenxia was somewhat annoyed, thinking, "
Why is an antique dealer putting on such airs?"
However, when he entered the living room, he was stunned for a moment—the entire spacious living room, with all
its furnishings, made him feel as if he had traveled back hundreds of years. The chairs, tables, and shelves were all Ming-style, and all the decorations
were exquisite. Yuan Zhenxia wasn't very knowledgeable about the calligraphy and paintings on the walls, but after a brief glance, he noticed Ma Yuan's landscape
, Zhao Mengfu's hanging scroll, and Ni Zan's large central scroll.
Not wanting to pretend to be an expert on antiques, Yuan Zhenxia simply spread his hands and said, "I'm interested in chairs, chairs!"
He emphasized the word "chairs" because associating chairs with antiques wasn't very common
.
Unexpectedly, the servant seemed to seriously consider this, thought for a moment, and then said, "Please
wait a moment!" He left Yuan Zhenxia behind, quite comfortable leaving him alone in the hall filled with priceless antiques
. Yuan Zhenxia waited for about twenty minutes before seeing Nan Yue.
The master of Nan Yue even entered with his head held high, only glancing down slightly at Yuan Zhenxia. However,
he spoke very politely: "You're interested in chairs?"
Yuan Zhenxia quickly replied, "Yes."
Nan Yue hummed in agreement: "May I ask how much you know about chairs?" This question
stumped Yuan Zhenxia again.
Seeing Yuan Zhenxia's somewhat irritated expression, Huang Juan said, "May I sit in this chair?"
The host of Nanyue waved his hand, indicating that she should sit.
Huang Juan's attire was still exceptionally glamorous. Her black low-cut dress accentuated her fair and smooth skin
, making it almost dazzling under the bright lights. The meticulously tailored, form-fitting dress
revealed her slender figure, and her full, white breasts were incredibly alluring. The low-cut design made
the edges of her round, white breasts faintly visible. The straight-cut design at the top of the dress exposed her delicate neck,
soft and rounded shoulders, and ivory-like hands, which looked especially delicate and white against the black background
.
As she slowly sat down on the chair, her dress lifted, revealing her thighs. Surprisingly, she wasn't wearing
underwear, and between her legs, which were spread at a forty-degree angle, one could clearly see her dark pubic hair and full mons pubis.
Her snow-white thighs trembled slightly, revealing a lewd crevice at the base of her thighs. The entrance to her crimson vulva was
glistening with lustful fluid, its petals as vibrant as flower petals, conspicuously nestled between two large, white, and tender labia majora.
The top of her vulva, covered by long, dark pubic hair, rose like a small hill, resembling a freshly steamed
bun split open in the center, revealing a deep slit that exposed the juicy filling within.
A strange golden chain dangled from within, appearing even more bizarre under the sunlight!
The master of Nanyue, however, seemed oblivious to this scene, slowly recounting the origin of the chair.
"This house originally belonged to Prince Zhu Chenhao, the rebellious prince. One day, a Persian man presented
this chair and told Prince Ning that it was a sacred chair bestowed by the gods. After the gods brought it down from heaven,
many monarchs had sat on it. Sitting on it allowed a monarch to wield power at will. This sacred chair is
the most precious treasure a monarch can possess!"
Yuan Zhenxia, however, was not listening. His eyes were fixed on Huang Juan's alluring vulva. Two plump, abalone-like
labia, glistened with glistening vaginal fluid. The purplish-red, tender labia minora were slightly parted, with
a few drops of clear vaginal fluid hanging on them, delicate and tempting. The pubic hair on both sides was wet and shiny black, neatly plastered to her snow-white skin
. The entire mons pubis was filled with a hot, pungent aura amidst the young woman's fragrance, making Yuan Zhenxia even more excited.
He casually took out his phone and began to dial. Immediately, a faint vibration came from inside Huang Juan's vagina. The phone inside her
began to move like a butterfly flapping its wings. Her wet, suction-cup-like vagina defensively twisted and contracted
, deeply gripping the phone. Layers of flesh and buds within her vaginal cavity coiled around the foreign object, squeezing and pressing, as if countless
tiny tongues were licking or countless tiny hands were kneading and twisting. The small opening of her cervix tightly gripped the bottom of the phone,
as if something was fighting inside.
The repeated vibrations rolled back and forth within Huang Juan's lower body, constantly touching the bottom of her vagina. When the phone vibrated, it caused
the tender, juicy flesh to flutter, making the vaginal cavity tighten and elastic, squeezing out hot, lustful fluid. Huang Juan
glanced at Yuan Zhenxia with dissatisfaction, then listened intently to her master's explanation.
"Prince Ning listened with rapt attention, firmly believing in destiny that he would become the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. His confidants
naturally congratulated him, greatly exciting Prince Ning. Then, the Persian man said that this spirit chair possessed
the power of the source of worldly happiness; women sitting on it would directly experience the highest pleasure, and men who possessed this
chair would possess the power of a monarch, able to do whatever they pleased."
Yuan Zhenxia ignored all this, continuing to dial phone numbers.
The foreign object throbbed in her lower body, causing the tender flesh of her vulva to move along its entire length. The shape it was in created a different sensation in her vagina, a
new feeling she had never experienced before. Huang Juan's originally narrow vagina gently enveloped the phone, and it began to
wriggle, as if trying to suck it deeper inside. Huang Juan's buttocks couldn't help but begin to twist. The vaginal
walls felt as if they were being stimulated by dozens of small fish, the friction causing a burning, itchy, and
unbearable sensation. A tingling, throbbing sensation, almost like an electric current, emanated from the small fish swimming inside, causing Huang Juan to convulse uncontrollably. This was especially true
in the small area near the cervix, where the tingling, aching throbbing sensation felt directly connected to her brain. If
not, why did each insertion and withdrawal generate such a powerful shock in her brain, a continuous impact that drove
her to the brink of madness, her supple body writhing wildly?
The vibrations increased exponentially, causing spasms throughout her body. Her mouth widened, but no sound came out
. A humming sound escaped her throat, and her labia opened wide, but unfortunately, the phone wasn't positioned along the vaginal canal;
instead, it was held horizontally. Huang Juan felt a churning sensation within her vagina, a tingling, numb, sour, and itchy
feeling. The head of the phone rapidly sculpted the tender flesh of her vagina, producing exquisite pleasure! Glistening drops of vaginal fluid
dripped down, landing on the chair.
The layers of warm, moist, and tightly packed flesh inside her secret cave seemed to be playing a game with the phone, creating an indescribable sense of pleasurable
beauty. The phone, buried deep within the secret cave, sometimes thrust horizontally, trying to break through the fleshy bottleneck, making the tender flesh of the secret cave
feel like layers of doors, as if teeth were kissing the protruding cervix, licking Huang Juan's whole body trembled,
her moans growing louder and louder, the tender flesh of her vagina opening and closing, sucking on the invading phone, a truly indescribable
pleasure, even when the phone stopped vibrating, Huang Juan would still lift her pink buttocks, as if reluctant to let it leave
...
The master of Nan Yue glanced at Huang Juan, still explaining: "Prince Ning, listen..." Afterwards, he was deeply moved.
Five days after receiving the funeral chair, he immediately launched a rebellion, but it failed. The emperor sent Wang Shouren to quell the rebellion, which was successful in one fell swoop.
Prince Ning was captured and beheaded, a fact clearly documented in history.
Huang Juan over there was already somewhat frenzied. Her full, smooth body writhed like a twisted candy, her mind filled only with desire
. Her long-suppressed allure… was unleashed beyond control. Her paradise was shaken to its core, a mixture of sour, sweet, numb, and painful sensations coexisting
within her. Her seductive eyes darted about like silk, her voice filled with pleasure, her breath coming in rapid gasps. Her pink buttocks and jade thighs swayed up and down incessantly, responding
to the frequency of the foreign object…
A strong current surged through her spine, and the young woman let out an extremely lewd moan. Her head arched back forcefully, her cloud-like
black hair dancing in the dim light. Her flushed body was dripping with sweat of desire, her
labia contracting and sighing, a rich liquid suddenly gushing from deep within. Her twitching thighs seemed to jerk rhythmically
.
Her plump buttocks could no longer sit still and began to wander on the chair. The chair surface was almost completely wet,
reflecting a faint sheen. The phone continued to vibrate, its shiny surface wreathed in foamy silver threads, producing gurgling,
lewd sounds. Her tender vaginal flesh contracted and rotated powerfully, desperately gripping the foreign object between her legs, while the
phone pressed tightly against the tender flesh of her vaginal opening, grinding and rotating relentlessly, making Huang Juan's hair stand on end, as if she had ascended to the ninth heaven
. Her vagina instantly spasmed and tightened, the burning flesh squeezing out in a climax, almost breaking the phone, and
hot nectar gushed out.
"That's the legend of this chair. If you can truly discover its special features, I'm willing to
offer it to you for free." The master of Nanyue finally finished speaking, quietly facing Yuan Zhenxia and Huang Juan.
Huang Juan, on the other hand, frowned her beautiful eyebrows, her hot and burning body convulsing with excitement, her buttocks
contracting incessantly, as if sucking on a penis, even her anus opening and closing excitedly. Suddenly, a silver mobile
phone fell out, slid across the chair surface, and landed on the ground. Although the chair surface was almost completely covered with vaginal fluid, only
a small area under her buttocks remained dry.
After climaxing, Huang Juan's cheeks flushed a bewitching red, her buttocks involuntarily raised high, her
private parts, still wet from the recent orgasm; the entrance to her peach blossom cave was already open, revealing pale red tender flesh and a delicate pink clitoris, the tender
flesh of her vagina opening and closing slowly, as if anticipating something, a stream of clear spring gushing out, dripping
onto the chair.
Like a pebble dropped onto still water, the surface of the chair suddenly stirred.
A small protrusion, no more than the thickness of a finger, slowly rose from the chair. It grew precisely towards Huang Juan's mons pubis
, rubbing back and forth along the cleft of her labia. Moments later, warm, moist nectar seeped from between her labia
. The beautiful petals revealed their exquisite shape, as alluring as a blooming peony. Slightly
curly, soft pubic hair, arranged in an inverted triangle, densely covered the top of the beautiful petals.
The obscene vulva, receiving the touch of the protrusion, instead secreted overflowing lustful fluid, which slowly slid down the blooming petals. Huang Juan, in turn, used her fingers to part her moist labia to the left and right, revealing 　　the bright red, moist flesh
inside her vagina, like freshly peeled fruit. 　　The protrusion of the chair slowly pierced into her wet, secret pot, forcefully thrusting deep into her curved passage, 　　stirring within her tender, sensitive flower garden, emitting obscene "gurgling" sounds. Occasionally, it would extend out, peeling 　　back the thin foreskin from the tip of her vulva. 　　The rough stone rubbed and rotated against the smooth tip, peeling back and then pulling back the clitoral foreskin, repeating this 　　action repeatedly. This caused Huang Juan to let out excited screams. Her released vaginal fluids soaked the chair, flowing incessantly down her thighs 　　and to her anus. Huang Juan's luscious lips murmured softly, her alabaster skin flushed 　　a cherry-red. 　　Huang Juan's legs trembled slightly, her toes pointing upwards repeatedly. Her breathing quickened again, and streams of liquid 　　gushed from her vagina once more... 　　Huang Juan felt a penis pressing firmly against the depths of her secret cave, the tingling, numb, and itchy sensation unbearable. She 　　couldn't help but slowly sway her waist, grinding her pink buttocks, moving her hips up and down to manipulate the bulge, satisfying her desire 　　. Her two full breasts bounced, and the tender flesh of her vagina was pulled in and out with each of Huang Juan's movements. 　　The chair slowly grew, contacting the cervix. Despite ample lubrication, insertion into the narrow interior 　　was still too strenuous, and it grew outwards, draping the entire vaginal wall several times over. Huang Juan tilted her 　　head back, breathing rapidly, a thick line slightly bulging from her lower body to her abdomen. The chair gripped the 　　soft walls of the cervix, suddenly pushing inwards. Huang Juan cried out as her cervix almost fully opened, immediately 　　swallowing the foreign object. 　　The rough exterior of the chair rubbed intensely against her body, the texture of its surface pulling at the folds of her uterine wall. 　　The sweet stimulation made Huang Juan moan with pleasure. Her legs involuntarily lifted, pressing her entire body onto 　　the chair, urging her joyfully, "Harder! Deeper! Torture Huang Juan to your heart's content!" 　　As if understanding Huang Juan's words, the chair fiercely increased the force of its thrusts. Each thrust penetrated her narrow...

The large tentacles pierced her cervix, thrusting deep inside. Each entry
created a cylindrical bulge on Huang Juan's belly. With each withdrawal, the entire pink inner wall was pulled and turned inside out by
the barbs, only to be forcefully shoved back in with the next insertion.
"Ah...ah..." The churning inside her caused Huang Juan to moan loudly, her body trembling
. Her pink buttocks and jade thighs swayed up and down, responding to the thrusts, streams of nectar gushing from her petals. But
when the chair retracted, it created an agonizing itch, tormenting her relentlessly. She desperately wanted the large penis to penetrate completely
, to relieve this unbearable torment. She twisted her sexy waist, moving up and down, left and right, her long hair flying in the air, her face like a blooming red camellia, her legs tightly closed, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and 　　indistinct moans escaping
her lips . 　　The tender vagina felt the thick, protruding shape of the chair, experiencing 　　the stimulating pleasure of the dense texture gliding across its folds: "Ah!" "Give Huang Juan more!" "Be rougher!" Huang Juan's whole body convulsed even 　　more violently. The chair pushed upwards, Huang Juan pressed downwards, their movements perfectly synchronized and rhythmic. Huang Juan's large, white buttocks 　　twisted desperately, her movements becoming increasingly excited. Her vaginal walls contracted in waves, her clitoris sucking at the glans, the glans hitting her clitoris. Her buttocks parted 　　wide, her labia minora, due to the excitement and blood rushing from the previous thrusting, had turned outwards. 　　The large labia majora squeezed her vulva between her legs, forming a long, thin slit. Love fluid continuously overflowed from this slit 　　, the pubic hair beside it glistening. Love fluid continued to flow down the inside of her beautiful legs, wetting a large area on the ground. 　　Just as she was enjoying herself, Huang Juan suddenly felt a change in the chair beneath her buttocks. A protrusion 　　emerged from the chair, pressing against her delicate anus and mercilessly penetrating her tight, inexperienced rectum. 　　Seeing the chair change, Huang Juan tried to run away, but her vagina was already filled with the chair, making her efforts 　　futile. She couldn't escape the chair's clutches; the large protrusion inside her slender anus was simply too tight. 　　Although the opening of her anus had widened, her sphincter muscles still resisted the intrusion. 　　"Ah..." Huang Juan tilted her beautiful face back, her full buttocks writhing wildly with intense pleasure. 　　Strands of disheveled hair fell and cascaded down her sweat-soaked, bare back. The protrusion had partially penetrated her anus 　　, and she saw the radiating muscles contract in panic. The hand penetrated even deeper, and Huang Juan felt her anus and 　　rectum completely filled. A strong sense of shame and a burning, stifling sensation throughout her body made it difficult for her to breathe. 　　"Ah!... Ah..." Huang Juan cried out in convulsions. Despite her fierce resistance, 　　the chair protrusion slowly slid in. Although she desperately tried to contract her sphincter, she couldn't push the chair 　　back. The chair pressed against her rectum, as if it were inside her stomach. 　　"It hurts... Ah... Ah... I'm going to cum..." Huang Juan's mouth was wide open, her back arched, her buttocks raised high 　　. From her clenched teeth, she let out a whistling sound. Her burning hot anus contracted repeatedly, tightly gripping 　　the moving chair inside, her vaginal muscles making sucking and clenching motions, gushing out pleasurable nectar. 　　As the anus gripped the thickest part, the growing chair still pushed the remaining portion into Huang Juan's rectum. 　　Her anus was stretched to its limit; the previously clear folds of flesh disappeared. Huang Juan screamed 　　in agony, never expecting the chair to grow a second protrusion. The pain was excruciating; her long hair 　　whipped wildly left and right, her body drenched in sweat, and she thrashed her hips. 　　She felt as if her entire body was fixed in place by two splints. Although Huang Juan's anus was well-trained, 　　being ambushed was a different story. The chair withdrew the part that had been so painstakingly inserted. Huang Juan's anus opened as if 　　demanding something, then immediately closed again, reverting to its fleshy folds. Huang Juan's hips began to thrash back and forth, trying to 　　escape the chair, her hands also trying to rescue her anus and prevent it from penetrating again. 　　However, since the chair was closer to her anus, it slowly and forcefully penetrated her anal bud once more. Seeing that she couldn't save her anus, Huang Juan 　　could only try to tighten it to prevent the foreign object from entering. However, her delicate anus couldn't withstand the chair's penetration; 　　it collapsed, and the chair broke through, penetrating deeper again. The slippery lubrication on the chair's protrusion made the thrusting 　　smoother. The base was gripped by Huang Juan's anal sphincter, while the deeper part was much looser. The rectal mucosa moderately 　　tightened the chair's protrusion, unlike the softness of the vaginal mucosa. When thrusting into the chair's protrusion, Huang Juan 　　felt as if stars were shooting through her eyes. 　　Each movement stimulated her sensitive anal muscles. The rectal mucosa couldn't withstand the scraping of the chair, and she was 　　tormented by this cruel anal intercourse, her breasts swinging up and down, her snow-white thighs spread wide in lewdness. The thick, long chair 　　protrusion felt like it was going to pierce through her internal organs, as if it had already reached the very core of her heart. 　　Surrounded by a powerful, tight contraction, and then ejected, a "plop...plop..." 　　sound began to emanate from the chair-like protrusion rubbing against the rectal mucosa. The intense pain contorted Huang Juan's face. The chair-like protrusion 　　was firmly inside her rectum. A "plop plop" sound, like burning pain, emanated from deep within her rectum. Huang Juan desperately tried 　　to resist, contracting her anus to soothe the foreign object with her tender anal muscles. Her smooth anus contracted and expanded, like a 　　flower bud constantly opening and closing; the large object filled the bud completely, each contraction incredibly difficult. Gradually, Huang Juan's 　　anus became both sore and painful. The pain spread upwards along her buttocks. 　　Each time, the chair would pull the protrusion all the way out, pause, and then slowly thrust it back in, repeating this five or six times. 　　Huang Juan screamed five or six times in this way, her anus both painful and itchy, with a crawling, tingling sensation deep inside. Only 　　when the chair's protrusion moved in and out of her anus could she stop the unbearable feeling. Although Huang Juan tried her best to resist 　　the waves of pleasure that kept coming from deep within her, her secret place was also being stirred up, pushing Huang Juan to 　　the peak of a hellish orgasm. Huang Juan's eyes rolled back, and her small mouth opened and closed weakly. 　　The penis in front of the chair grew even larger, thrusting in and out with all its might. With each withdrawal, it rolled out the tender flesh in her vagina 　　, and thick, sticky vaginal fluid was also brought out in large gushes. Huang Juan's vagina was being wildly thrust in and out by the chair, 　　causing her head to shake incessantly. The protrusions at the front and back had bent and lifted Huang Juan's body, making her resemble a small boat 　　rising and falling in raging waves. Sometimes, white waves surged skyward, and the small boat was swept into the blue sky, as if she could reach out and pluck the flowing clouds.

Sometimes the waves surged and swirled, suddenly appearing, drawing her into the depths of a sea of desire, completely engulfing and filling her, squeezing and pressing her.
Huang Juan felt wave after wave of raging lust, one wave barely subsiding before another surged in, her whole being immersed
in this sea of desire.
"The source of pleasure!" At this moment, the master of Nanyue suddenly laughed.
"In this world, people seek fame and fortune, but in the end, they still consume women." The master of Nanyue
, like an enlightened monk, slowly stepped out of the room.
The protrusions in front and behind the chair pressed against Huang Juan's vagina. After seven or eight hundred thrusts into her anus,
the pressure from the beautiful woman's vaginal walls and rectum sent waves of tingling numbness through her. Coupled with the repeated orgasms of the stunning beauty during intercourse, the
tender flesh inside her naturally small and tight vagina gripped the thick penis tightly, contracting and spasming. The slippery, tender vaginal
mucosa clung tightly to the muscular penis, contracting and gripping, while the suction inside her anus was exceptionally strong.
Suddenly, gas shot out from the chair's protrusion, fully stimulating every contact surface of the vagina.
The instant Huang Juan's cervix opened, a gush of vaginal fluid surged out. The two fluids mixed and mingled in Huang Juan's delicate vulva.
After the orgasm, Huang Juan fell to the ground from the chair, her engorged labia swollen like a child's open mouth, the bright red
flesh turned outwards, emitting a strange smell. Drops of white vaginal
fluid clung to her dark pubic hair, wetting her entire inner thighs. Her swollen vulva was wide open, clearly
the result of rape, and thick white fluid flowed continuously from her open vaginal opening.
"Chair..." Huang Juan sat up comfortably, her eyes languid, sighing sweetly, her ravaged
body radiating a breathtaking beauty. Her dilated anus hadn't yet contracted, and the tender red rectal wall could be seen protruding from the wide-open brown
anus. A trickle of mucus slowly flowed from the opening.
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