[Lewd and Pleasant Martial Arts]

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A lewd martial arts story
??? I heard that I'm an orphan, the only male disciple of the Jade Flower Sect. My master said she found
me by the roadside. She initially thought someone had forgotten me, so she kept me there for two days, hoping someone would
claim me. But no one came, so she had to start asking around the area. However,
it seemed there were no missing babies within a hundred miles, so she had no choice but to take me to the authorities. But in
the hands of that discerning official, I was given to my master as an adopted son. My master was incredibly embarrassed at the time, because
she never expected a young woman to have a child. It became a laughing stock in the martial arts world.
Later, my master naively wanted to raise me in another family, but I heard that I
cried incessantly whenever I left her, leaving her at a loss. So she has raised me ever since.
Beside me was a copy of the Tao Te Ching. Not knowing what to call me, they simply gave me Lao Tzu
's surname and added the Tao Te Ching's name, making me Li Dao. Later, she returned to the sect. Since living in the sect
required a proper status, they couldn't have a young, unmarried woman as her mother. Because she couldn't get rid of me, and because she heard
I would always return to the Jade Flower Gate on my own—not by myself, but brought back by animals—
my master was quite distressed. Later, after a high-level meeting within the sect, they decided to accept me as the sect's only male
disciple. They couldn't just kick me and my master out, so I stayed until today.
Because of my burden, my master couldn't marry. Of course, without a husband, she could take on a few disciples
. So, my master took in two female disciples, one named Chen Xue and the other Dong Cui. Of course, they
weren't orphans like me; they were from wealthy families and sent to learn martial arts.
Although I'm the only male disciple in the sect and the eldest among my fellow female disciples, my master said that
none of the martial arts in the Jade Flower Sect are practiced by men. So, in the end, all I could do was manage the accounts. Of course,
being an accountant wasn't so bad; sometimes I even had to do odd jobs. What can I do? I'm strong and healthy, which makes me want to cry. I don't know
why everyone else can go to bed early and get up early, while I have to repair the broken roof of the house, and even become a human
punching bag to demonstrate how to guard against lecherous thieves. My body has been seen countless
times by those aunts and sisters. Although sometimes I'll look back when I'm repairing the bathroom, we're even, so let's not dwell on it.
Of course, not having anything to practice doesn't mean there's no foundation for learning. Some basic meridians and medical principles are
things you'd learn to navigate the martial world, but for me, they don't seem that important anymore.
However, when they practiced breathing exercises, I would do the same. Although I couldn't learn their method,
I developed my own based on basic medical principles and my body's reactions.
I'm not sure if I can achieve the same level of proficiency as them, but I've certainly become strong and agile.
That day, while I was sleeping in the accounting room, I heard my master's voice. She called out, "Li Dao, come out here
. We need you to come out and demonstrate."
Sigh, hearing my master call like that, I knew I was in trouble. Going would be a real hassle. Last time, I had just beaten up
Xie Bing, the disciple of Aunt Yi Lin, making me kneel on the abacus for ages, saying things like, "How can a senior brother not let his junior sister win?"
Although I hadn't learned any of the sect's moves, my agility had always made me invincible. And I
didn't dare to activate my internal energy; I was just using my eyesight and the agility of my hands and feet to fight them. Who knew
they were getting worse and worse, unable to even touch a hair on my head? This can't all be my fault, can it?
At this point, I naturally had to hide. Going out to help always brought me no benefit, so I wasn't going to bother. I prepared to open
the window and escape. Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the window, my master's fair and delicate face appeared .
To be honest, my master was truly beautiful. She had a head of soft, lustrous black hair, bright, sparkling eyes
, small, rosy lips, a straight nose, and a fragrant aroma. Her skin was flawless, and her
pink nipples and dark pubic area... Of course, I only
saw it while I was fixing the window for her, while she was changing clothes. Honestly, the roof and windows of our Jade Flower Sect always seem to be in disrepair. It's not my fault;
they've been neglected for years.
Then, my master put on her signature smile. Honestly, it was this smile that made me work like
a slave for her several times. Although it felt like a gentle breeze, the price behind it was considerable.
"Li Dao, why are you opening this window? Is it broken? This is really strange. If I
remember correctly, the windows and roof of the accounting room are the sturdiest in the entire sect. It seems like it hasn't
broken since you came."
I chuckled twice. "No, Master, I'm just opening the window to let the air in the accounting room get better,
so the books inside won't smell musty."
"Li Dao, what about what your master called you for?"
"Ha, Master, I'll go out right away, but I don't want to kneel on the abacus again."
"Alright, then just don't touch them, and you'll be fine."
With a wry smile, I had no choice but to obediently follow my master out to the training ground. Of course, in the eyes of these junior sisters, I, the senior brother, was worshipped like a god. This was evident from 　　the bursts of giggles that greeted them when I appeared before them
with a helpless expression . 　　 My master and Aunt Yilin were also present. Aunt Yilin said, "Li Dao, today you'll be 　　the target of our junior sisters' Five Elements Formation practice. Be careful not to hurt them." 　　 I nodded and said, "By the way, is there a reward, like a kiss from Aunt Yilin or something?" 　　 At this, my master and aunt spat at me and told the junior sisters to quickly deploy the Five Elements Formation and attack me. 　　 Even with their perfect coordination within the formation, they seemed unable to match my speed. Fortunately, my 　　purpose in testing their moves was merely to help them practice their footwork and positioning; otherwise, encountering someone like me might have resulted in their complete 　　annihilation.

Of course, at this moment, I wouldn't let these junior sisters off too easily. I'd take advantage of the situation a little , but I could only touch their breasts 　　or buttocks
when I was out of sight of my master and aunt . 　　 This made the junior sisters anxious, and they would get scolded by their master for their wrong steps, etc., their faces turning red 　　. 　　 Of course, in the end, their master found out that something was wrong, and the final result was a game of caning their buttocks. 　　 (I) 　　 I was lying pitifully on the bed. At this time, Xie Bing, one of my junior sisters, was applying some snow lotus cream evenly 　　to my red buttocks. 　　 At this time, Xie Bing pouted and said to me, "Senior brother, I'm not saying this to criticize you, but why are you always so lewd, 　　and why do you always get caught by Aunt Yi Fen?" Yi Fen is my master's name. Because Xie Bing's master is Aunt Yi Lin 　　, she calls my master Aunt Yi Fen. 　　 I grinned wickedly at Xie Bing, "There's nothing I can do. It's all because Bing'er never sleeps with her senior brother, preventing him from 　　practicing 'yin-yang cultivation,' which is why his skills are a little lacking." A 　　 sharp, stinging sensation spread from my buttocks. Xie Bing had slapped my bare bottom because of my teasing. I 　　immediately rolled over, facing Xie Bing, but dared not let my buttocks 　　touch the bed to avoid a third injury. 　　 However, because I didn't have a waistband, my pants, which had originally covered my penis, had slipped down 　　. Xie Bing saw a soft, fleshy thing swaying beneath her senior brother, and her face flushed crimson 　　. She turned her head away, her ears turning red. 　　 If Xie Bing hadn't been so shy, I probably wouldn't have done anything to her, but at that moment, I couldn't help but feel a thrill 　　of pleasure at the sight that a woman dared not peek at. 　　 So I said, "Bing'er, you're going too far." 　　 Bing'er blushed and, not daring to look at me, muttered, "What's wrong, senior brother?" 　　 I lewdly said, "How can you talk to your senior brother with the back of your head?" 　　 Of course, Xie Bing had experienced her senior brother's lawlessness firsthand, and immediately said, "Senior brother, I have something to do, I 　　'll go first." She then tried to escape my room immediately. 　　 But I immediately grabbed her with my big hand, dragged her back to the bed, and said to her, "Still running away? What kind of 　　woman would want to run away after seeing this?" 　　 At this moment, I was kneeling on the bed. Because of my excessive force, Bing'er was now half-lying 　　on my bed, and right in front of her was my fierce and ugly penis. 　　 Bing'er was panting softly, her eyes slightly closed, but I knew she was also observing 　　the appearance of my male organ before her. Her breathing became heavier, her warm breath brushing against my penis, arousing me 　　. Seizing the opportunity, I said to Bing'er, "Bing'er, you have to 　　make amends for hitting your senior brother earlier." 　　 Bing'er's face flushed red, her eyes still closed. I then moved my aroused penis towards her cherry-like 　　mouth, pressing it against her rosy lips. Bing'er looked tense, her lips tightly pressed together, 　　which only aroused me more. The pain in my buttocks had completely disappeared. I said, " 　　Bing'er, open your mouth and lick your senior brother's thing. 　　 " Bing'er made a buzzing, nasal sound; I could tell she was unwilling. But how could I give up now 　　? My hand reached for her breasts as she lay there, startling her. Her mouth opened slightly, and I immediately 　　shoved my penis into it. It felt warm and cozy, and Bing'er didn't dare bite it with her teeth 　　, only resisting with her tongue. But this only fueled my lust, and 　　I grabbed her head and began thrusting violently into her mouth. 　　 Tears of humiliation streamed down Bing'er's face, accompanied by moaning sounds, further intensifying my 　　desire to abuse her. 　　 After a period of continuous thrusting, I fired my first shot, thrusting it deep into Bing'er's throat, 　　uttering a harsh "Drink it." 　　 Then came the continuous, spasmodic ejaculation. After I withdrew my penis, 　　Bing'er choked from the force of the ejaculation, coughing incessantly. A wicked smile crept across my face. Thinking that I might as well go all the 　　way, I decided to let her continue. 　　 I reached out to help Bing'er up, but her face flushed with humiliation, she forcefully shook 　　off my hand. How could I let her do that? I quickly pressed her pressure points, both to silence her 　　and to make her mute. 　　 I laid her on the bed and said to Bing'er, "Bing'er, you really shouldn't be so beautiful 　　. It's all your fault that I want to do bad things to you." 　　 Then I started undressing Bing'er, stripping her down to her tender, newborn-like skin. Her high, full breasts 　　were adorned with two bright red nipples, and her slightly protruding mons pubis, along with her dark, glossy pubic hair, and the small 　　stones at the entrance to her vulva, caused a trickle of fluid to seep out as I gently touched them. 　　 I began to lick her slightly sour-smelling labia, and soon I could almost feel Bing'er's 　　breathing becoming heavier, and the temperature at the other opening of her lower body rising even higher. 　　 So I straightened my already erect penis and slowly, gently tapped the entrance to her vagina. The already lubricated passage 　　didn't cause me any discomfort, but the thin membrane near the vaginal opening was what made me hesitate. 　　Following my instinctive reaction from past lives, I teased Bing'er's body, then took the opportunity to release the pressure points that had been suppressing 　　her, the speech point. 　　 Perhaps my teasing was successful, or perhaps it was the effect of the qi I had infused into her body, but Bing'er was already 　　delirious, her eyes blazing, her body burning hot, clinging tightly to me, repeatedly saying, "Senior brother, 　　my body feels so strange."

Of course, otherwise your senior brother would be a fake. It felt like she kept trying to push her flower bud
into the iron pestle pressing against her, as if that was the only way to relieve her discomfort. At this moment, I said in a deep voice, "Bing'er,
do you really want to?"
Bing'er's panting and movements showed her determination, but I still held her tightly, not letting her
last line of defense be breached, but the light touches did not stop quelling her intense desire.
Just then, I heard Bing'er cry out, "Senior brother, I want you! I love you so much! Let me be with you!"
I licked her earlobe and whispered in her ear, "Bing'er, are you really not going to regret this?
" Bing'er seemed to declare loudly, "Senior brother, please love me no matter what. I 'll give
you my innocence."
After her declaration, I naturally and without hesitation broke through the final barrier. Of course, this pain also brought
a sliver of clarity to Bing'er, causing her to shed tears that were a mixture of regret and joy. Whatever, this was what she
wanted.
Her tight vaginal canal enveloped my member, giving me a satisfying pleasure. Bing'er held my
snowy body tightly, as if she wanted me to stay with her in this position forever. The heat and the
tight, pleasurable sensation I felt only fueled my desire.
Then I began to move slowly. As Bing'er cried out in pain, I
comforted her, telling her to bear it, it would pass soon.
Soon after, Bing'er, who had been crying out in pain, began to relax her tightly furrowed brows,
and with each of my thrusts, she emitted rhythmic moans.
"Ah... Senior brother, ah... Senior brother, I feel so strange, so hot, so comfortable.
" Before I reached my climax, Bing'er let out another sharp cry, flattened her body, and
went limp. I continued my movements until I ejaculated.
After I released, I left my penis inside her, waiting for it to shrink, and licked
the tiny beads of fluid that had seeped from her full breasts from our intense movements.
Curled up, inhaling the faint fragrance of Bing'er's body, I lay contentedly on her full breasts,
savoring the warmth of her body. At that moment, silence spoke louder than words.
After waiting a while, I stuck out my tongue and licked upwards along Bing'er's pink breasts, her nipples
, breasts, collarbone, slender shoulders, neck, and earlobes. Then I kissed her red lips and plunged my tongue deep into her
mouth.
Bing'er responded with her little clove-shaped tongue, and after a passionate kiss, I looked up. At that moment,
Bing'er's hands wrapped around my head, and she said to me, "Senior brother, Bing'er now gives everything to you. I hope
you will treat me well in the future."
I smiled, looked into her slightly moist and tearful eyes with deep affection, reached out, pinched her
nose, and said, "Silly girl, you are mine."
Then I kissed her slowly again.
(II)
After I successfully slept with Xie Bing, I went to repair her dilapidated house almost every few days. Well,
it's probably because Xie Bing's place had been in disrepair for many years.
The knocking on the door signaled that it was time for me to come and fix Xie Bing's things, as I had promised. Xie Bing had been
lost in thought, resting her chin on her hand, reminiscing about the intimate moments she had shared with her senior brother these past few days, and
the sweet, comfortable feeling of a young girl in love.
Hearing the rhythmic knocking, Xie Bing snapped out of her reverie and, with a heart full of joy,
quickly unlatched the door to let me in.
I entered Xie Bing's room, slammed the door shut behind me, and pulled the latch
back. I felt a hot, alluring body nestle against me. Her firm, elastic breasts rubbed against my chest, yet without causing
any discomfort.
Xie Bing's arms embraced my broad back, her seductive curves pressed against my body, and her slightly parted, red
lips tempted me to savor their sweetness.
With a soft moan, my tongue slipped into her mouth, silencing the sweet sound she was about to utter.
Then, my fingers, which had previously caressed
the curves of her body outside her clothes, slid inside, teasing her increasingly hot skin,
stimulating her desire with light and heavy touches.
Our bodies, intertwined like vines, gradually peeled away all barriers as we moved towards the bed,
revealing our nakedness.
My hand reached down to Xie Bing's lower body; the pubic area was already glistening with moisture,
and my fingers, wet with nectar, felt slippery.
With my moist tongue, I slowly licked Xie Bing's delicate, white skin
, as if performing a mysterious ritual, with deliberate, slow, and careful movements.
Armed with my research on the female body and the explanations from the pile of old books in the library,
my hands were not idle. They gently and delicately glided over Xie Bing's skin, like a gentle breeze across water.
But as I explored her body, I subtly, with varying degrees of pressure, channeled my understanding of certain habits and practices
, infusing Xie Bing's body with a transformed energy.
This made Xie Bing feel that physical desire overwhelmed all consciousness; she only wanted to hold me in her arms forever, to embrace me tightly, to have our lower bodies immediately united, never to be separated, and 　　to gain a moment of clarity
amidst the thrusting of my penis . 　　 My tongue slowly slid towards Xie Bing's vulva, licking the gushing petals below, while my hands 　　caressed various points on her lower body. 　　 Xie Bing's eyes burned with desire; seeing my erect penis, she felt like a traveler in the desert seeing water.

I immediately began licking it, moving my head back and forth, making moaning and groaning sounds.
At this moment, Xie Bing no longer felt the ugliness of my penis; instead, she felt a gentle, sweet satisfaction, wanting only
the thrill of its entry into her body.
As I licked her, Xie Bing felt a wave of dizziness, let out a soft "ah," and her juices flowed. A wave of weakness washed over her , and she
collapsed limply onto me.
I turned around, helped Bing'er up, stroked her smooth, alabaster-like face, straightened my erect penis,
aimed it at her wet, warm slit, and said to Xie Bing, "Bing'er, your senior brother is here."
Xie Bing nodded weakly, but it was clear she was already on the verge of satisfaction; with just
a little stimulation, another wave might take her to another state of ecstasy.
As I entered Xie Bing, she pulled me tightly into her arms with a strength I didn't know I possessed. Using my
knowledge from studying my own body, I began to circulate my qi, causing my penis
to swell again as it slid into her body, even though it was tightly closed. The sensation of reaching
the deepest point and then being met with a rapid, intense stimulation caused Xie Bing to cry out. The subsequent rapid ,
violent thrusts made her feel a dizzying vortex spreading from the depths of her uterus to every pore of her body
.
After Xie Bing's long cry of orgasm, she opened her teeth and bit my shoulder, then
collapsed as if about to die. But I hadn't ejaculated yet, I thought to myself, shaking my head in a sigh.
Just then, I heard what sounded like someone breathing heavily on the roof. I knew I couldn't let Xie Bing's presence
out, so I whispered in her ear, as she was becoming more aware, "Bing'er, there's someone up in the west corner of the house.
Be careful, I'm going to grab him. Don't look over there."
Xie Bing was startled when I said someone was there, but after my warning,
she quickly understood and said in a sigh, "Senior brother, why haven't you ejaculated yet? I'm sorry."
I smiled at her and said, "It's alright, I'm just going for a walk. I'll be right back."
I left Xie Bing behind, put on my clothes, opened the door, and walked towards me. I also placed Bing'er's sword nearby
so she could easily grab it in case of emergency.
(III)
Stepping out of Xie Bing's room, I sensed that the night
owl who had been watching Xie Bing and me on the rooftop during our passionate encounter was still concealed, closely observing our movements. I followed the path
, instantly disappearing into a side passage he couldn't see.
This genuinely surprised him; I could sense it from his suddenly tense breathing. Just as he
realized he'd been discovered and tried to leave as quickly as possible, I had already silently
leaped onto the rooftop behind him, launching a surprise attack.
However, he seemed to possess remarkable adaptability to my sudden attack.
Watching him, without changing his stance, rapidly twist his waist and hips, unleashing
the "Fish-Sinking, Goose-Falling" move—a special technique within our Jade Flower Swordplay used to counter attacks from behind—a series of chilling sword lights,
reflected in the moonlight, appeared before me like a silver river, rushing straight towards me.
This powerful offensive was something none of our junior sisters possessed, yet what she used
was indeed one of our Jade Flower Sect's signature moves, flawless. If it weren't for the elders and members of the sect,
how could they possibly have such strength? Of course, my master and aunt also possessed this ability, but
none of us younger generation, except for myself, could match it.
Therefore, based on my lightning-fast deduction, there are only a few people who could be the person dressed in black before me.
Moreover, with such skill and a shapely figure, plus
the youthful aura that emanates from her body as she attacks, this person must be from my master's generation.
It seems it's either my master or my aunt; they are the only ones from their generation still remaining in the sect. The
rest have either gone home, married, or are wandering the martial world, making it impossible for them to appear here.
I extended my finger and, just as the sword tip was about to touch me, lightly flicked it, using the force to
deflect the sword held by the woman in black from my sight. She inexplicably felt the sword's blade undergo an inexplicable
and strange change in direction, but she quickly recovered and launched another attack.
At this point, I began to doubt the woman's identity. Logically, my master and aunt
shouldn't be masked in the sect. Besides, if it were truly them, they would have immediately
revealed their identities and started lecturing me with empty threats after I couldn't win. Why would they regroup and
continue attacking me? They couldn't possibly be so naive. Every time I was about to win, they would immediately
stop me and start lecturing me. They couldn't possibly be continuing this relentless attack.
With these doubts, I began to scrutinize the black-clad figure before me. Could they be
the vanguard of those branches that had strayed from the sect, preparing to return and seize power? If it were them, I
'd have to fight hard to protect my own safe haven. Otherwise, if my master's lineage were defeated, my future
life might not be so pleasant.
But it's also possible that some of my former married aunts have come back to visit. But do they really need to be so
secretive and furtive? It's really not fun. As far as I know, there are
quite a few people with this kind of voyeuristic interest, from Yi Hong, my master's youngest aunt who roams the martial world, to Yi Yu, the eldest
aunt who is married into a wealthy family in Jiangxi and is known as the "White Horse Golden Hand," the number one martial arts master in Jiangxi. There are so many people like them. Sometimes I feel they're really strange
.
They could just come back, say hello, and walk back to the mountain gate.
Every time, I, dressed in black, hide in the shadows and spy on them for days before they swagger in.
Within the sect, revealing people's secrets is common. For example, it was Aunt Yiwen who first discovered Bing'er's first period. But I wasn't
as lucky as Bing'er and the others. I remember once when they came back, they told me I'd grown another half an inch. I did
n't understand what they meant. At the time, I thought I'd grown much taller than half an inch. Finally, amidst
the teasing of my master and the others, I learned that I had a habit of measuring my penis every night. They found out, and I openly
reported it to everyone in the sect. It seems that if they find out about my affair with Bing'er this time, I'll
be teased in the sect for quite a while.
However, Bing'er's family is the youngest daughter of an official in the capital. I remember once when her brother came, he sternly
warned me not to bully her, or I'd better watch out. Poor me, I'm constantly being
threatened by these little rascals.
Her brother doesn't even consider that a scholar is utterly useless. All that classical Chinese stuff he spouts all day, I've already read it all myself
. But I think it's just pointless musings; a carefree life in the martial world is much more enjoyable.
What loyalty to the emperor and patriotism? If those things were truly useful, I wouldn't have become an abandoned child,
there wouldn't be any feuds in the martial world, and there wouldn't be any corrupt officials in the Celestial Empire. Honestly,
these ideas are fundamentally flawed.
There are so many wrongful imprisonments every day. What treacherous officials and loyal ministers? They're nothing but a bunch of dogs cultivated in Confucian politics
, at the mercy of their masters, who decide which dog to cook as a winter tonic. Sometimes I really find
it strange that those who call themselves emperors don't know how to do things. It seems that treating human life like dirt has long been their
habit. Otherwise, how could they not understand human suffering? What are those imperial envoys for?
Sometimes when I see historical records mentioning great victories against the Xiongnu, killing tens of thousands, some of them don't even
mention how many died or were wounded. Anyway, if they do mention it, it means that the monarch is too incompetent in this regard, which is why he suffered
so many casualties.
Sometimes I wonder if the stories of sage kings like Yao, Shun, Yu, and Tang in Confucian classics are fabricated. Otherwise,
why is it that none of the monarchs raised according to their ideology seem capable of becoming new sage
kings? It seems those methods were never meant to work. I'm truly exasperated by those private tutors who constantly
preach about how wonderful the system of sage kings is. Once, when I expressed my opinion, they called me a troublemaker. Sigh, if it weren't for
their daughter, Xiaoshi, being a good friend of mine, I wouldn't have bothered listening to their insults.
Accompanied by the moonlight, the gradually receding sword light forced me to refocus my scattered thoughts , concentrating on the sharp sword before me. It was like a lonely city at night, already desolate, yet 　　gleaming with past glory in the
quiet moonlight. 　　 "What a ruthless sword! I wonder who this woman is, that she knows 　　the 'Moonlit Spring Pavilion' sword technique from our Jade Flower Swordplay. Every time my junior sisters use this technique, I feel it 　　's a waste, but in this woman's hands, it evokes a sense of melancholy amidst the springtime beauty of the city, especially 　　that final, chilling strike. That's one of the essences of our Jade Flower Swordplay, giving a hazy 　　beauty followed by a chilling, real loneliness. 　　 Because if you master this technique deeply, you can't predict where that final strike will appear. 　　But for me, the senior brother who is already familiar with all the major and minor sword techniques of the Jade Flower Sect, it's already within me , driven 　　by the deepest will within my body. With each exchange of blows, my fingers begin to move in a 　　natural rhythm." 　　 A startled cry rang out, "The Bewitching Hand of the Demonic Sect... Ah, no, the True Love and Sacred Intent of the Mortal World... Wait... 　　 Who are you... How do you know the divine skills of both the righteous and evil sects?" The woman's inexplicable shouts astonished me 　　. It was truly strange; one moment it was the Bewitching Hand of the Demonic Sect, the next it was the True Love and Sacred Intent of the Mortal World from the righteous path. 　　I couldn't believe it. What was she trying to say? These two versions were completely opposite! 　　 However, this was me subtly developing my physical and spiritual consciousness in a way that seemed to have existed since ancient times 　　, without leaving a trace. I had never formally studied under a master, yet now I could utter such strange names 　　. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that even if I were expelled from my sect, with these skills, 　　I could still open my own classes and not starve. 　　 As the sword before me seemed to slowly return to its original forward stance 　　, like a hundred flowers blooming, I prepared to seize the beauty before me. Truly, she 　　only knew a few moves of the Jade Flower Sword, and she even asked who I was. It seemed my situation might be 　　dire if I didn't capture her. 　　 With a clear clang, as she finished her move and couldn't catch her breath, I struck a pressure point, stimulating her 　　meridians and transmitting two or three streams of energy, some cold, some strong. For a moment, she felt numbness and weakness 　　throughout her body, as if the energy I transmitted had flowed through her, sealing off all her mobility. Her 　　hand trembled, and her sword fell onto the roof tiles with a small, clear sound. Fortunately, I immediately picked up the sword to 　　prevent it from making further noise; otherwise, I would be guilty of a thousand deaths. 　　 With my right hand embracing her soft body, I picked up her sword with my left and muttered, "Ha, let's see 　　where this wildcat came from, my spoils for tonight, unaware of the renowned reputation of Young Master Li." 　　 I swung the tip of my sword, removing the black mask covering her face, 　　revealing a stunningly beautiful woman. Her fair, oval face, almond-shaped eyes, and peach-blossom cheeks were all part of her allure. 　　Her full, healthy body, rising and falling with her breath, exuded a 　　beauty reminiscent of the undulating mountains of a remote valley. The quiet mystery emanating from the dark black of her nightclothes 　　further fueled an unfathomable desire. 　　 In the moonlight, this gentle and elegant scene almost made me forget the cruel confrontation we had faced earlier. 　　I shook my head, hoping for a solution to this situation.

Suddenly, her face flushed crimson, as if she were trying to gain control of my body using some kind of technique. However,
a final act of resistance erupted from her body. She used a technique called "Red Sweep Green Sleeves," flipping me over several times without causing any pain or discomfort
, and then slapped me. In an instant, I returned to my previous listless and powerless state.
"You're joking," I thought, "my techniques are not something you can easily break. Instead, they've caused my internal energy to sink deeper and deeper.
If I don't intervene, you might end up like an ordinary mortal, unable to fly anymore.
" I then whispered in her ear, "Don't try to resist anymore. If this technique could be countered, I wouldn't need to
research it. You'd better resist less, otherwise you might injure your meridians by using your internal energy, and then I won't be able to
save you."
After I finished speaking, I could see a look of astonishment in her eyes, as if she couldn't understand
how such a technique existed.
A smile played on my lips as I carried her towards Xie Bing's room. However, I didn't see Xie Bing. I
wasn't worried about Bing'er's safety, because after our union, I'd casually practiced a Yin-
Yang cultivation technique—the kind that benefits both parties—which caused Bing'er's power to surge forward dramatically
.
This was thanks to those lecherous villains throughout history. Our Jade Flower Sect, with its many beautiful women,
often encountered these villains. Although our elders always lost, later, some
sect leader decided to collect their techniques for future generations as a precaution. This allowed our Jade Flower Sect
to pool our wisdom and improve, ultimately becoming the villains' nemesis.
Of course, I was often instructed as the lecherous instructor for my junior sisters, so how could I not learn? Of course, with
my own innate intelligence, I also learned a bunch of techniques for replenishing yang energy from those secret manuals. I
even learned a tenth or twentyth of those lecherous techniques to use as a sex target.
Alas, life is helpless; for every gain, there is a loss. So from then on, I became a disgrace among lecherous thieves, a lecherous
thief who was bullied by girls. Alas, some of these lecherous thieves even wrote their experiences in a very grand and respectable way, saying things like "
one stick is invincible under heaven," and "a huge dick that slept with every girl in the world." I don't think that's true, otherwise their secret manuals wouldn't be in our
Jade Flower Sect's kung fu pavilion.
At this moment, I laid the Night Walker flat on Bing'er's bed to avoid discomfort from holding her for too long.
Looking at her face, I noticed a flush. I thought of a technique from the "Flower Destroyer" manual: "Inner Qi Enters the Body,
Disturbing the Heart." Wait, didn't that mean my earlier move of drawing inner Qi had already aroused her?
However, I remembered that it required the use of certain medications for this to happen. I hadn't used any medication
, so it couldn't be that it was just a coincidence, a lucky accident that actually succeeded. It was only because of her reversed Qi flow that this
situation occurred.
I quickly placed my fingers on her wrist, beginning to measure the signs of my energy flowing through her body.
Sure enough, it was intermittent and lingering, penetrating to the bone marrow—a segment of the Flower-Inducing Hand technique. However, the Flower-Inducing Hand technique would leave the woman
unable to recover, forever entangled in springtime desires, requiring nightly passions. I invented my own method, but it only requires the energy channels to have a
master-recognition function. It seems this woman will be miserable without me in the future. She'll have to receive my
special energy infusion every so often, otherwise she'll become increasingly cold and aloof, unable to make love, and trapped in a state of
unbearable suffering.
Slowly, using a special technique, I channeled my energy into her body. I felt
a small amount of my newly entered energy being absorbed by the earlier channels. Suddenly, the woman experienced a surge of desire, her eyes burning with intense lust.
I touched her lower body with my right hand, and even through her clothes, the warm, moist breath told me she was
already experiencing multiple orgasms. It was as if each touch caused her lower body to erupt with waves of passion.
At this moment, my restraints on her almost completely vanished under the influence of my unconventional arousing technique.
A warm, moist kiss pressed against my dry lips, her fiery body pressed against mine.
Like a raging fire of lust, she was burning within me, recklessly drawn to
the flames. She violently tore apart her thin, gauze-like clothes, revealing
a breathtakingly naked body, like a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis.
I turned her around and pinned her down, kneeling with my legs spread, pinning down her flailing arms. My
pants were down, revealing my angry, dark, and ugly penis before her eyes, though
its veins bulged with barely visible blood.
The woman opened her mouth, straightened her neck, and forcefully took my throbbing, egg-shaped
glans into her mouth. It felt like a powerful suction cup, drawing in
the tip of my penis. However, because my legs were pinning it down, she couldn't go any further, so she stuck out her tongue
and licked my large, rounded tip, making the already fleshy glans even shinier.
I then relaxed my grip on her hands and quickly thrust my penis deeper into her mouth,
enjoying the tight, enveloping sensation of her throat. Her fingers gently grasped
the part of my penis outside her mouth, delicately manipulating my blatantly raging erection. When my penis
parted her lips, the glistening saliva was a seductive and alluring sight.
Then she extended her tongue and licked my penis, from tip to base, back and forth. I couldn't help
but recall the image of a jade maiden playing a jade flute. My entire penis was glistening with lubricated fluid. While she
sucked on my urethra, she used her jade-like hands to rub my penis.
Under this double stimulation, I ejaculated.
As I ejaculated, her hand happened to be covering my urethra, leaving her palm sticky with semen. Unfazed, she
licked the semen I had ejaculated on her palm right in front of me. Seeing her ecstatic expression was an
extremely lewd experience.
I smirked and said, "What a slut. Come on, give your young master a good clean-up."
After saying that, I rolled over and lay down beside her, sleeping side-by-side. She pursed her lips, got up, and lay down
next to me, beginning to lick my lower body. She also removed my clothes
and accessories, revealing my naked body. I adjusted the pillow slightly, watching her as she
diligently licked my slightly limp lower body with her wet, hot tongue.
Seeing her white, pert, bare buttocks swaying rhythmically as she licked, I
reached out and patted her buttocks. Her alluring eyes flickered, glancing at me with burning desire.
Understanding my meaning, she shifted her buttocks, straddling me, allowing me to gently lick
the juices constantly flowing from her honeypot, while she continued to suckle my penis.
As I slowly licked her secret juices, each time I touched her rosy clitoris, I could hear
her soft moans emanating from her nose. Though faint, in this scene of overflowing lust, it possessed a unique
sense of accomplishment that gave me a feeling of conquest.
The sweet and sour juices, carrying a faint feminine fragrance, overwhelmed her with
the frequent surges of desire as I licked her. She arched her body, letting out a moan of climax, her body seemingly momentarily exhausted, half-
clutching against me. Her breath, still moist from her vigorous licking, lingered on my penis
.
I shifted my position, letting her softly recline beside me, her body brushing against my pillow. Her face was still flushed
, her eyes filled with a lingering, infatuated look, as if she wanted to ask me so many questions. Of course, if she wanted to know
why she had become so wanton, I would never give her an honest answer. "You
'll be my sex slave forever," I thought, "that
's the only way to do justice to the beauty God gave you." Ah, a sound of satisfaction seemed to escape her small, rosy lips. I chuckled and said, "What's
wrong? This is just foreplay."
Her slightly parted lips seemed to beckon my desire. Following my primal urges, I began the next
wave of pleasure. My restless hand reached for her already overflowing lips, my nimble fingers gently
exploring, relentlessly probing the secret depths of her flower, trying to extract as much nectar as possible.
Her breathing, which had been gradually returning to a steady rhythm, became rapid again, accompanied
by soft moans. I began to slide my erect penis into her warm, wet passage,
exploring the arduous task of a bee collecting nectar. The slow, gentle insertion allowed her somewhat narrow passage to accommodate
the strength of my member. Although the lubrication from the foreplay had reduced her discomfort considerably, the tightness of her
passage told me she had probably never encountered a penis of my size before.
With the friction of the tight heat, I felt her orifice continuously secreting nectar, seemingly an inexhaustible
flow, making my penis feel as wet as if it were being nourished by rain. Yet, the tight walls of her flesh seemed to tightly grip
that smooth, pleasurable sensation. Her face flushed crimson, and her moans mingled with the sounds of our skin slapping together during intercourse
, creating a symphony of lust.
At this climax, a point in my dantian began to shoot outwards. It was
a sign that some kind of internal energy technique was activating. It felt like a small pebble being thrown into a calm lake,
creating ripples that spread from the dantian throughout my body. From this inexplicable fluctuation,
the various points in my body that I used to store different kinds of energy began to resonate. One point, two points, three points continued to spread throughout my body, like a small
stream flowing through a river, gathering more torrents and becoming as vast as the ocean. This energy
resonated with some kind of fluctuation in the heavens and earth. I thought, "It's here."
A strange surge of energy rushed into my body, making me feel as if I were
adrift on the vast ocean, enjoying boundless, unknown power. My eyes shone brightly, and
the woman, who had been completely powerless against my minion's attack, opened her eyes slightly and saw the energy I was shooting at her
. She felt utterly powerless before me, her only thought being to become
the mud beneath me, a sense of submission washing over her.
As the energy gradually returned, it slowly receded from the heavens and earth, filling my entire body and
calming me down. The glint in my eyes dimmed, but my minion still stirred restlessly
.
The beautiful woman before me seemed to have no other thoughts besides the submissive look in her eyes. I began to
thrust violently until I ejaculated my hot semen into her body, causing her to drift
peacefully into a dream after repeated pleasure.
I sat on the edge of the bed, casually stroking and kneading the purple grapes on the woman's full, round breasts. Looking at her
slightly sweaty body after our lovemaking, I thought, who is this woman? I'll have to ask
her properly later. Also, what a sensual scene it would be if I used her and Bing'er for yin-yang intercourse later.
Thinking of this, my lower body unconsciously began to stir.
(IV)
As I was kneading the woman's nipples, a series of soft footsteps slowly approached from outside. I
knew Bing'er had returned. I didn't know what to say in this situation, so I just waited for the epic
battle to come.
Xie Bing had originally intended to go out and see if there was any place that needed support, but she didn't see me, so she
had no choice but to stagger back to her room. However, when she opened the door, she was
surprised to see me sitting on the edge of the bed. But as soon as her eyes fell on my soft, white body on the bed, her expression immediately turned solemn, and a feeling of displeasure
welled up inside her. However, from what she had gathered, she knew that many things couldn't be resolved simply by leaving,
so she swallowed her anger and walked towards me, wanting to find out what had happened.
She glared at me fiercely, approached me, and said, "Li Dao, weren't you supposed to be out checking on the assassins? What happened?"
"Why did you bring back a wild woman? Do you think I'm bad, or what? Explain yourself, or I'll
go tell Senior Sister Yifen about us and have her decide for me."
I smiled nonchalantly, thinking, "Go ahead and say it, I don't care anyway." So I said, "
Bing'er, why don't you come and see my spoils?"
Bing'er said with a slightly sour tone, "Spoils of war are enough to rape someone? Judging from your attitude, I know
the other person is either a harlot or a vixen, otherwise how could you become like this?"
As expected of Bing'er, even the wrong questions are pushed onto the woman beside me. Hmm, I feel a little ashamed
, after all, this is closely related to my cultivation technique. But
what would happen to Bing'er if that technique were used on her?
I chuckled, feigning helplessness, and said, "There was no other way. I used a part of the 'Flower Destroyer' technique, which made
me overly lustful. I was extremely unwilling to do this to save her."
Well, even though I said that, even without this incident, I would still have done it anyway
. There's no reason not to eat the meat in front of you.
Bing'er's face showed surprise, then she said, "So Senior Brother secretly practiced their skills! No wonder his lightness skill is top-notch. But
why didn't Aunt Yifen and the others notice? That's strange."
Of course, those books were just for reference. At most, they would only feel a sense of shared origin, and might even
blame themselves for being narrow-minded.
"But how could you use such insidious martial arts on her? Don't you know that she might
become a harlot?"
Bing'er questioned me like this, seemingly already displeased with the accounts in the books and indignant on behalf of their female compatriots
.
Immediately afterward, Xie Bing rushed over, hoping to get a closer look at the woman's appearance and current situation.
I, of course, didn't take Xie Bing's excessive concern seriously. What a joke! If the "Flower Destroyer" technique were so easy to break,
that lecherous thief called the "Lustful Demon" wouldn't have been hunted down by both the underworld and
the legitimate world, and all his techniques wouldn't have been destroyed. I, a genius, could have figured out how to cultivate it from the initial description.
Bing'er initially casually took the woman's hand to check her pulse, but upon seeing her face, she immediately cried out
, "Mom, come out!
" I was naturally astonished. No way! I'd ended up sleeping with my mother-in-law
! I was a little embarrassed; my burning desire seemed to have been instantly extinguished by cold water. I carefully
assessed the resemblance between Bing'er and the woman. Although not exactly the same, Bing'er
vaguely resembled the woman in some ways.
Bing'er looked at me, tears streaming down her face, and said, "Senior brother, this is my mother."
What a joke! So what if I played with her? Think about
the three women—widow Wang and her two daughters—in Danlan Village, where I've been collecting rent for our Jade Flower Sect for years. They were all raped by me when they couldn't pay their taxes. Her eldest
daughter, Xiulan, and Xiuya, were even forced to suck my dick whenever they saw me. I remember every time I went to their place,
I'd put a dog leash around their necks, whip them, and use my huge dick to thrust into their wet, horny holes,
whipping their white backs to make them hurry and receive my pleasure. That
look of love, hate, humiliation, and fear—that's what I call enjoyment. You're just a mother who got used by me a few times,
so what?
However, Xie Bing's family is not like Widow Wang's family. If I handle this carelessly, I might be condemned by both gods and men
. So I said, "Bing'er, I think I was wrong."
At this moment, tears of remorse appeared on my face. Then I said to Bing'er, "I was thinking that when
your mother wakes up, I would personally apologize to her and then commit suicide to atone for my mistake. Alas, it's a pity that our fate was
ruined because of my momentary lapse."
Seeing my remorseful tears, Xie Bing felt a surge of emotion, but she kept thinking that her senior brother had made a mistake and should
be punished accordingly.
I then said, "I'll go out for a bit or wait here for your mother to wake up.
" Then I pretended to leave, but Xie Bing immediately stopped me, saying,
"Senior brother, don't run away! You're not thinking of hiding again to avoid trouble, are you?"
Pretending to have been caught red-handed, I gave Xie Bing a bitter smile.
Xie Bing seemed determined to betray her own family, holding me tightly. I had no choice but to let her hold me,
but I turned and pushed her onto the bed, pressing her down next to her mother. I said to her, "Bing'er, no
matter what happens next, let me have you one more time."
Bing'er turned her face to her mother's side, tears streaming down her face.
I began to strip Bing'er of her clothes, revealing her fair body writhing and
resisting my pressure.
I had only put on my pants before, so why not take them off quickly?
Before long, her once moist and thirsty vulva began to flow again, allowing her beloved to
wander in and out. Bing'er's pale face began to regain its color.
Although anyone could see the humiliation in her clenched teeth and the sharp glint in her eyes, revealing
her honest resentment towards her body.
However, under the powerful thrusting of my penis, her hazy eyes and the continuous flow of fluid from her vagina, representing
her current physical desire, were repeatedly aroused and propelled by me.
Xie Bing's fair skin, illuminated by the dim light of the oil lamp, appeared slightly yellowish.
Her underdeveloped breasts were not as full and firm as her mother's, but the raw, youthful scent was different from my touch
. Her moist, rosy labia, pushed open by my enormous penis,
released streams of hot, slippery fluid with each thrust.
Xie Bing's rosy lips uttered soft moans and groans with each thrust, finally fading as my penis...
Following the lecherous method of draining her vital energy, I also absorbed a considerable amount of her yin essence to strengthen my yang energy. When I forcefully
ejaculated back into her body, the scalding yang essence caused her to experience multiple orgasms, her seminal gates wide open. However, my penis maintained
its erection using a unique technique, continuously giving her wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure.
Xie Bing cried out, "It's going to break! It's going to break! Senior brother, you're going to kill me!"
Finally, as I heard her crying and calling out "Senior brother, you love me!", I casually inserted some of my
flirting techniques into her body, causing her to unconsciously become aroused every time I touched her.
Just kidding, I'm into mother-daughter relationships lately, especially when I see her mother's figure is so
hot. The conquering pleasure of having both sizes reminds me of the lewd image of mother and daughter sharing a penis.
(V)
Bing'er only started receiving my training recently, so she's still quite inexperienced in this area.
After I brought her to orgasm, she released a thick stream of vaginal fluid and then fainted. I immediately
took advantage of her to replenish my energy, but not in a way that harmed her for my own benefit. Instead, I used a method of internal energy resonance to help
us both improve. This is the main reason why Xie Bing'er's performance in the sect has improved so rapidly recently. However,
I just watched this situation with a cold eye and didn't say a word. Otherwise, if a bunch of people came to me asking about
the secret to improving my skills, I would either be exhausted or be kicked out of the sect by my master for spreading heresy.
After a brief period of internal energy cultivation, I noticed that Xie Bing's mother seemed to have woken up. So I casually threw on a robe
and stood by the bed. After all, these recent intense training sessions, although my vital energy hadn't been significantly depleted due to the replenishment , my physical strength 　　was still considerable.
It was time to rest for a while, at least enough time before continuing the fight . 　　 "Ah, so comfortable." 　　 Hmph, my internal energy is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and besides, while I was doing *that* with you, I 　　also cleared up the meridians that had been stagnant for years. Of course, you'll feel completely refreshed when you wake up 　　. 　　 At this moment, Bing'er's mother slightly opened her almond-shaped eyes, her breath sweet as orchids, her full red lips 　　revealing her alluring figure. She slowly opened her eyes, and what met her gaze was my wicked smile and cruel gaze. Yet, in her heart, 　　the thought arose that she belonged to him, asking for nothing more. Even if I insulted, cursed, or humiliated her, she would accept 　　all my demands like the earth itself. 　　 I was already wondering if my "recognition of a master" ability had been successful, and whether there was still room for improvement. 　　So, I touched her smooth skin and said, "Tell me your name first." 　　 Without hesitation, Xie Bing's mother immediately replied, "Hu Lanhong, from Guangxi, the thirteenth 　　generation disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect. Later, she married Xie Gong, the Governor-General of Beijing, and had three daughters and one son. Today, I came to see my daughter 　　Xie Bing, but I ran into you." 　　 It seemed that Xie Bing's mother still harbored some resistance; otherwise, why would she dare to let me address her as "you" 　　? 　　 So I said, "Call me Master when we're alone, and I'll call you Ah Hong." 　　 Ah Hong immediately replied, "Yes, Master. Are you Li Dao, the disciple of Junior Sister Yi Fen? Otherwise, why would you be 　　in the Hundred Flowers Sect?" 　　 I nodded and said, "That's right. By the way, my master doesn't know about this yet, so be careful and 　　don't let me get away with it." 　　 Ah Hong immediately nodded and said, "Yes, Master, I understand." 　　 I then said, "So what's going on 　　here? Why didn't you come during the day? Why did you choose this time?" Ah Hong said, "I originally came to see Xie Bing and to take him back to the capital to see his father. 　　Xie Bing's sister, Xie Xue, is 　　 with me . 　　 " It was only then that I realized Bing'er seemed to go home every now and then. Of course, I knew Bing'er 　　was the second daughter in her family; her older sister, I heard, was nicknamed Blue Night Phoenix, and was 　　a disciple of Granny Lanmu. Bing'er said that Granny Lanmu had gone to her house and begged her father to let her sister become her disciple, saying that her 　　sister had excellent aptitude and it would be a waste not to practice martial arts. Under strong pressure, her father reluctantly agreed. 　　 However, Xie Bing followed suit and said she wanted to learn martial arts. Her parents felt they couldn't favor one over the other, so 　　they sent her to a place like the Hundred Flowers Sect to learn martial arts. 　　 But this was the first time I'd seen Xie Bing's mother; before, it was always her brother who came to pick her up. 　　 Moreover, Xie Bing's mother was one of the female warriors produced by our sect back in the day. Although she later 　　married Xie Gong, the son of a general, she still occasionally went out to fight for justice, and even her husband couldn't control her. This is what Bing'er 　　told me. Bing'er also said that she liked her mother the most. 　　 It seems that Bing'er's desire to learn martial arts is mostly related to her envy of her mother. 　　 At this time, I said, "Is that so? But what do you think now?" 　　 This was to ask her to express her feelings about her and her daughter being in my hands. 　　 Although Ah Hong wasn't a chaste and pure woman with old-fashioned ideas, she wasn't a lewd harlot either, so she 　　sighed and said, "I don't know." 　　 I smiled, thinking that this must be the most helpless situation. It seems that my Flower-Inducing Hand technique was quite 　　successful. Otherwise, according to Bing'er, her mother was a woman with a strong sense of justice, and this situation wouldn't have occurred. 　　It seems that the personality-changing function of the Flower-Inducing Hand technique is quite useful. 　　 So I said, "It's simple. From now on, you are my servant, my slave. You will live for me, you will die for me 　　. Nothing else can occupy a place in your heart but me." 　　 Now it's time to mold her into a new personality, so I can use her effectively later. 　　 Sure enough, I saw Ah Hong muttering blankly, "I will live for you, I will die for you. Nothing 　　else can occupy a place in my heart but you."

Seeing Ah Hong mutter to herself several times, and finally a resolute light flash in her eyes, I knew then that
I had succeeded.
So I wanted to test if she was now fully committed to my feelings.
So I said to her, "Look at Xie Bing next to you."
Ah Hong then suddenly noticed the woman lying next to her—it was her daughter. Although
a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, it quickly returned to normal.
I said, "Does Xie Bing's sister look just like Xie Bing?"
Xie Bing's mother, Ah Hong, looked closely at her daughter, seemingly feeling ashamed or helpless,
tears welling in her eyes. I knew this was due to the merging of her new and old personalities, so I didn't take it
to heart and continued, "What do you think if I want to play with both of them?"
Ah Hong, tears streaming down her face, said to me, "Master, do you want to play with Xue'er as well?"
I nodded and said, "That's right, I want to play with your other daughter. Do you have a way?"
Ah Hong nodded and said, "Sure, no problem. I'll go back and bring her right away."
I said, "You need to explain things clearly to her before bringing her."
Ah Hong shook her head and said, "Xue'er is sleeping at the inn. I'll have her come with me to Master's place, and after I've acupunctured her
, I'll hand her over to Master to play with, or I can feed her the aphrodisiac from the Red Serpent I killed two days ago, making her willingly moan
and groan beneath Master."
I nodded, thinking, it seems there's no problem.
So she said, "But now that I've made Bing'er so weak and unable to resist, I can't get an erection either. I
might need a bit more stimulation. I think you've lived a long time, so you must know a lot of ways to make a man happy."
Ah Hong nodded, looked at my half-erect, black penis beneath me, and immediately walked naked to the ground,
kneeling down in front of me. Her slender fingers gently grasped my penis, and she smelled
the pungent scent of my penis from the time she and her daughter had made love.
She then said, "This is the scent of me and Bing'er." After saying that, she glanced at my face and realized that
I was looking at her too. Her face suddenly turned red, and then I saw her other hand touch her own labia and
begin to rub them. Warm breath escaped from her nostrils and cherry lips, and it slowly intensified.
A soft moan escaped his throat. Then she extended
her wet, red tongue and began licking my half-erect, ugly, dark penis, starting at my urethra, then moving to
the glans in a rounded motion, even sucking it into her mouth.
While licking, she sighed, "So good, so delicious, so comfortable."
Looking at Ah Hong's naked body, her full, rounded breasts adorned with two purple nipples, perhaps because she had given birth,
their color and areolas were slightly darker than Bing'er's, who lay beside her.
Ah Hong's pubic hair was thick and black, suggesting she was a woman with a very strong sex drive.
And as Ah Hong took my penis into her mouth, the hand that had been gripping my penis began to grasp my
genitals, gently manipulating them. She also used her fingers to touch my anus.
Slowly, his previously limp penis became erect again. At this moment, Ah Hong dragged over a stool from the table,
leaned over it, and, with one hand fiddling with her vulva, said to me, "Master,
Ah Hong needs—"

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