Impression of the Beggars' Gang

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Act One: Attempt to Catch a Thief Backfires
The night was deep, and the inn was shrouded in darkness, filled with shadowy figures. As the daytime influx of merchants stopped to rest, Xiangyang gradually quieted down. Erwa hid in the shadows of a mansion in the city, watching two maids carrying jade trays pass by. After waiting a while, making sure no one was behind him, he cautiously peeked out again and continued his stealthy advance. Erwa was slightly excited. Along his journey, all the maids and servants he had seen were dressed in luxurious clothes; the owners of this place must be very wealthy. From the maids' conversation, he vaguely remembered their names being Guo Jing and Huang Rong. If he could successfully pull off a heist, his monthly stipend for the beggar chief would be secured.
Erwa was a refugee who had recently fled from the north to Xiangyang. He had been taken in by a beggar chief in the city, barely managing to get food. However, the beggar leader who took in Erwa was no kind person; on the contrary, he was extremely ruthless. Many children who had fled from war were abducted, their limbs broken, and their faces disfigured, then forced to beg. This beggar leader was a clean-clothes disciple of the Beggars' Clan, and he was regularly given offerings. Since the beggars he maimed were not local children, the city constables simply turned a blind eye. Because Erwa was nimble, he was spared the fate of being crippled and was sent to do some theft. However, he had not earned anything in the past few days, and seeing that he would soon have his limbs broken and be forced to beg, Erwa was also anxious. Seeing the luxurious mansion, he took the risk and sneaked in.
Following the cobblestone path, Erwa passed through a garden and saw a faint candlelight shining from a side room ahead. He pressed himself against the wall, held his breath, and slowly peered inside. He saw that a corner of the room was surrounded by a screen, and he could faintly hear the sound of water coming from inside. It seemed that the owner of the room was taking a bath. Erwa thought to himself, "Heaven is on my side!" He bent down and darted toward the dressing table. Just as he was about to succeed, a cold shout rang out: "Who goes there?" Erwa was startled and realized that there was no screen blocking the view from the bathtub toward the dressing table. From this side, he could see a light mist swirling in the bathtub, and a naked, beautiful woman was soaking in the fragrant water. Her hair, like clouds, was lazily piled on her head, and her breasts were half-exposed in the water. The two rosy nipples swayed with the water, extremely alluring. The woman, never expecting a man to intrude while she bathed, was furious and grabbed a water ladle, hurling it at him. Seeing the ladle hurtling towards him, Erwa rolled away in a panic, narrowly avoiding it. The ladle grazed his head, the force of the wind stinging his neck, and the stone wall beside him shattered with a crash. Seeing the power of the throw, Erwa was so frightened he almost wet himself. Knowing he was in deep trouble, he didn't think twice and tried to escape.
The beautiful woman snorted coldly, slapped the edge of the tub, spun around, and simultaneously swept her left hand aside, rolling up her skirt to cover her body. She then chased after the lecherous thief who dared to spy on her bathing. While running, she flicked her finger, sending a burst of energy shooting into Erwa's back of the knee, knocking him to the ground. Just as Erwa was about to get up and run away again, he suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes. When he looked up, he saw a pair of straight legs as smooth as white jade. At the end of the legs, he could vaguely see a charming shadow. Before he could take a closer look, a crystal-clear jade foot quickly magnified in his vision, pressing his face down completely.
Seeing no hope of escape, Erwa was about to beg for mercy when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the allure beneath the beautiful woman's skirt, nearly causing him to spit out a nosebleed. The woman was only wearing a thin, front-opening ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), which draped down her shoulders, barely covering her nipples. The exposed half of her chest clearly showed water droplets still sliding down her back. Her large breasts, still recovering from the intense running, trembled and bounced, displaying astonishing elasticity. The hem of her ruqun was lifted to one side, the slit reaching almost to the top of her thigh, revealing her long, plump, and rounded legs. The rosy, full vulva on the inside of her snow-white thighs was completely exposed, directly assaulting Erwa's eyes.
Seeing Erwa's shifty eyes, the beautiful woman asked with a smile, "Have you seen enough? Was it good?" Erwa subconsciously replied, "Yes, it was good... ah..." Before he could finish the word "see," the woman stomped on his erect penis, grinding it heavily several times until it shrank back in pain. She then leisurely moved her foot back under her skirt, simultaneously tying the two sides of her skirt around her waist to conceal her exposed genitals.
This woman was none other than Huang Rong, the mistress of the mansion.
Huang Rong grabbed Erwa from the ground, not bothering to tie him up, and tossed him onto the table, ready to interrogate him personally.
If it were just an ordinary thief, Huang Rong wouldn't have cared, but this thief had managed to sneak all the way to her room without alerting the guards; this was something she couldn't ignore. Although the Guo residence is called a private residence, it is in fact a military stronghold. All military and civilian decrees in Xiangyang City originate from here. The security within the residence is no less stringent than that of a prince or nobleman, not to mention that everyone in the residence is highly skilled in martial arts. They can sense even the slightest disturbance. But now, an ordinary thief can easily sneak into the master's room. What secrets does the Guo residence still have? As the matriarch of the Guo residence and in charge of the defense of Xiangyang, Huang Rong naturally takes immediate action to capture the culprit and find out what happened.
Before Huang Rong could speak, Erwa frantically begged for mercy: "Kind Madam, please! I didn't mean to peep at you while you bathe. I just wanted to steal some silver to supplement our household income. Madam, please be magnanimous and forgive me! I promise this is my first time!" Hearing his blatant lies, Huang Rong sneered: "First time? I'm not particularly talented, but as the leader of the Beggars' Sect, I consider this mansion well-guarded. How could a thief like you, a first-time thief, manage to sneak in? Tell me, how exactly did you get in!"
Hearing Huang Rong's words, Erwa trembled with fear. "The leader of the Beggars' Sect? If even a mere clean-clothes disciple under the Beggars' Sect is this ruthless, how could he possibly survive now that he's in the leader's hands? Damn it, death is death, or else I'll live forever! I'll risk it all!"
"Erwa's mind raced. He reached into his sleeve with his left hand, pulled out a pill, and gently rubbed it to let it evaporate naturally. This pill was stolen from a Mongol officer; it was said to be specifically used against martial arts masters. Those poisoned would experience weakness throughout their bodies and be unable to use internal energy. He had originally intended to use it against the beggar leader, but now, to save his own life, he had no choice but to use it.
"Injustice!" Erwa continued to spout nonsense while releasing the poison. After waiting for a long time, Huang Rong still hadn't collapsed, and his heart sank to the bottom. After a while, the expression of shock and fear slowly disappeared from Erwa's face, replaced by a smile. After the initial despair, he realized the problem. After asking one question, Huang Rong hadn't spoken again, and her expression and actions indicated that she wasn't watching his charade from a superior position, but was trying to recover."
"Madam?" Erwa looked up and saw that Huang Rong was sweating and breathing rapidly. He mustered up his courage and gave her a push. With a thud, Huang Rong fell to the ground. Erwa was overjoyed and quickly got up. He swept the jewelry on the dressing table into his pocket and was about to run away. But when he got to the door, he suddenly realized that Huang Rong might recover and catch him again. So he turned back, found a rope, and tied Huang Rong's hands together.
Looking at the beautiful woman lying face down on the table with her hands tied behind her back, Erwa thought it over and over. He felt that just tying her hands wasn't enough, so he tied several more ropes around Huang Rong's body. The rope went from under Huang Rong's armpits to her chest, and then tightened around her neck. Her full and strong breasts were almost torn open by the rope. Erwa couldn't help but touch them, finding them soft and bouncy to the touch. As he touched them, he simply peeled off her outer garment down to her huge breasts, exposing them to the air. He reached up with both hands and squeezed her breasts into various shapes. Finally, not satisfied, he peeled off Huang Rong's entire outer garment. Afterward, he praised her, "Hey~ I only realized after taking off your clothes that your butt is really big, big sister. I want to slap it." Huang Rong was so angry that she almost vomited blood. Watching this little brat treat her like a toy and play with her so carefully, her eyes were almost bursting open. She wished she could die right then and there.
Erwa played with her for a while longer before reluctantly letting go. Her breasts quickly bounced back to their original shape, her large bosom resembling a pair of ripe peaches, looking incredibly delicious.
Erwa couldn't help but swallow, a strange, sensual thought arising within him. He was definitely terrified of her; he had caught her bathing and stripped her naked. If she escaped, she would surely die a gruesome death. Therefore, Erwa didn't want to be polite: "You say you're the leader of the Beggars' Sect? You're probably not a good person. If even one of your clean-clothes disciples is this ruthless, the leader must deserve to die even more. Besides, she's someone else's wife; why not have some fun with her? It's all for nothing."
Thinking of this, his aura surged, and with a single step, he strode up to Huang Rong, looking down at her naked body as she slumped against the table. With a stiff neck and a straight back, he forcefully spread Huang Rong's plump legs apart. Between her straight, slender legs, a lush pubic hair concealed a stream, and in the middle of the stream, a peach blossom half-closed, its bright red color extremely alluring. Erwa, watching from behind, felt his blood boil. His ferocious, erect penis pointed directly at her swollen, protruding vulva, the trembling glans pressing against her two full outer lips, squeezing the flesh slightly indented. Huang Rong was not an inexperienced young girl; of course, she knew what it was. Upon feeling its thickness and size, she immediately struggled violently, frantically shaking her round buttocks as she tried to escape.
"No... I can give you gold and silver! No..." Erwa ignored her pleas, his huge glans forcibly forcing open her labia. Huang Rong could clearly feel the thick glans plunging into the crevice. Just the glans alone had forced her labia open to their limit. Huang Rong frantically moved her body forward, trying to spit out the glans.
Erwa gasped, his erect penis forcibly tearing open the foreskin. After a moment of intense pain, a wave of pleasure washed over him. His glans was enveloped by Huang Rong's folds of flesh, and he almost ejaculated. Erwa took a deep breath, holding back his ejaculation, breathing heavily, and thrust his thick, long penis all the way to the end.
"Ah!!" Huang Rong screamed in agony, shaking her head frantically. She could clearly feel the hot, hard penis penetrating deep inside, her plump, round buttocks bearing the impact of Erwa's hips with a loud slap. Huang Rong felt dizzy and her vision went black; she fainted.
After the entire length of his penis was inserted into Huang Rong's tight, warm vagina, Erwa paused for a moment, waiting for the intense pleasure to adjust before slowly beginning to thrust in and out. The vaginal walls clung tightly to the advancing penis, as if countless agile tongues were scraping against its shaft, preventing it from moving forward. But when he pulled out, these pink fleshy mounds would grip tightly, turning outwards with the penis...
"...Sizzle..." The sound of the penis thrusting in and out of the vagina echoed in the dimly lit room.
"So good... Oh, so tight, oh..." Erwa panted heavily, thrusting his hips relentlessly while holding Huang Rong's beautiful buttocks. Huang Rong, unconscious, lay limply on the table, her snow-white buttocks instinctively arching back to meet his thrusts. Her once dry passage secreted a sticky, honey-like fluid. Her small mouth opened and closed slightly, occasionally emitting moans of "Mmm, Ah." As he continued, Erwa suddenly flipped her over, hooking his hands around Huang Rong's two snow-white, plump thighs and pressing them against her full, high breasts, making... Her vulva protruded outwards, allowing the penis to penetrate deeper. The intense stimulation slowly roused Huang Rong. In her dazed state, she felt a hot, hard object rapidly moving in and out of her vagina. Opening her eyes, she saw a monstrous, erect python repeatedly thrusting in and out of her vagina. Her labia protruded and receded, occasionally revealing a large patch of pink vaginal flesh, glistening with drops of nectar… Looking at the incredibly lewd scene before her, Huang Rong was filled with shock, rage, and an uncontrollable fear. "
I've been raped? No, how could this be!
" "I'm going to kill you!" Huang Rong's expression twisted, and she opened her mouth to bite Erwa.
*Slap!* A resounding slap landed on Huang Rong's face. Her head turned to the side, then jerked back, and another slap fell. After enduring more than a dozen slaps, she finally gave up this futile attack and began to struggle desperately. Erwa chuckled sinisterly, releasing his hold. He watched as Huang Rong, her hair disheveled, straightened up, swinging her two snow-white mounds as she tried to escape. Just as his penis retreated to her labia, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender waist from behind, dragging her backward. Huang Rong struggled in vain, but she was no match for the young and strong Erwa. This back-and-forth struggle nearly exhausted Huang Rong, her struggles becoming increasingly futile. Eventually, she could only lie on the ground like a dog, letting Erwa ride on her buttocks, thrusting in and out relentlessly.
Taking advantage of their position, Erwa thrust harder and harder, his penis penetrating to the deepest part of Huang Rong's body each time, reaching her very core. "Ah…no…" Finally, Huang Rong cried out, unable to bear it any longer. Erwa, his lust flaring, suddenly raised his hand and slapped Huang Rong's plump buttocks hard. "You slut, keep your voice down. If anyone finds out, I'm dead, and you'll be finished too." Huang Rong shut her mouth in grievance, truly afraid to make a sound, lest someone outside hear the noise and burst in to see her being raped.
This slap seemed to vent Erwa's violent emotions. He thrust a few more times, his breathing becoming heavy and rapid, the frequency of his thrusts suddenly increasing. With a low growl, a gush of hot semen erupted inside Huang Rong... Huang Rong lay on her back on the ground, her eyes tightly closed, her small mouth moving, constantly emitting soft moans. Sweat poured down her snow-white body, which was still trembling slightly, as if she had not yet recovered from the afterglow of lovemaking. After
an unknown amount of time, Huang Rong suddenly felt Erwa's hands climb up to her high breasts again, grasping and playing with her two round breasts in his palms. Huang Rong stiffened for a moment, but ultimately remained lying still, letting Erwa do as he pleased on her.
By this time, Huang Rong had regained some of her senses. Although the murderous intent in her heart had not subsided, she knew that the fact that she had been raped was irreversible. This little thief in front of her was reckless and knew that she had caused a great disaster. He might do something even more extreme. The most important thing now was to appease him and send him away first. She had already been raped, so she didn't want to lose her own life as well. As for the future? The Beggars' Sect disciples were all over the world. Was it a problem to find this little thief?
When the time came, whether to kill him or torture him would be up to her. Meanwhile
, Erwa saw Huang Rong's submissive behavior and thought that he had finally made this extremely proud beauty submit to him. He was greatly excited and threw the thought of killing her to the winds. His lower body was restless again. His hands, which were gripping her breasts, suddenly tightened, and his fingers pinched and rubbed her nipples tightly.
"Ouch~" Huang Rong cried out in pain, opening her tightly closed eyes. She whimpered, her voice a mixture of resentment and pleading, "Oh...don't...be so rough...be gentle with me..."
She then turned her head away shyly, not daring to look at Erwa directly. Seeing her charming and submissive appearance, Erwa's lust flared immediately. His newly erect penis pressed against her swollen, full mons pubis.
"No...no...my hands...it hurts...let me go first," Huang Rong said hesitantly.
Erwa stopped, considering the situation. He figured this woman had lost all her strength and had been tormented for so long; she probably wasn't even as strong as him. Besides, seeing her current submissive state, the ropes were indeed in the way, diminishing the pleasure. With that thought, he simply untied the ropes and released Huang Rong's hands and feet.
Before Huang Rong could even move her numb wrists, Erwa pounced on her, his penis instantly disappearing into her warm, slippery passage, thrusting in and out with practiced ease. Huang Rong gasped, suppressing the urge to launch a sneak attack. She wrapped her arms around Erwa's neck and her long, strong legs around his waist, squeezing him tightly. Seeing her aroused state, Erwa finally lowered his guard, thrusting his hips forward with a powerful stroke, focusing intently on his pleasure.
"...Oh...ah...good little brother...hoo...oh...you're going to...make me feel so good...ah...ah..." Whether it was true or not, after only a short while, Huang Rong quickly became aroused, not only moaning and groaning but also frantically responding to every thrust of Erwa. Her large, heaving buttocks repeatedly jolted Erwa's penis away from her honey hole, only to immediately and impatiently press it back with her calves. Erwa was overjoyed, looking at Huang Rong who resembled a wanton woman, feeling both proud and happy, and couldn't help but kiss her red, alluring, full lips. Huang Rong only resisted for a moment before her teeth were forced open, and her soft, wet tongue intertwined with Erwa's, exchanging saliva. In this tender and deliberate act of lovemaking, Erwa finally reached the peak of lust, ejaculating wildly, pouring his semen into Huang Rong's body.
After their pleasure, the two embraced naked, still savoring the afterglow of their climax. Erwa's limp penis remained inside Huang Rong, continuing to ejaculate deep within her vagina. Looking at the beauty in his arms, her cheeks flushed and eyes brimming with desire, Erwa couldn't help but scoff, "So much water...you slut...are you sure you're really the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and not the top courtesan in a brothel?" Huang Rong was inwardly mortified, but outwardly feigned indifference, glancing at Erwa with seductive eyes, and said shyly, "Good...good brother...I'm already yours...as long as you like...I...I'll do whatever you want with me!" Hearing this, Erwa excitedly pressed, "Really? You're not lying to me?" Huang Rong gave a vague reply, immediately burying her face in Erwa's chest, filled with both resentment and secret triumph. She thought, "Won't this make this little brat completely infatuated?"
Thinking this, but receiving no response for a long time, Huang Rong became suspicious and glanced over. She saw Erwa grin mischievously, suddenly grabbing her thighs and lifting her up like a child needing to urinate. "Ah!" Huang Rong was caught off guard, her feet leaving the ground, her body instinctively falling backward, her breasts swinging wildly like two happy white rabbits. "...What are you doing..." Huang Rong struggled for a moment, and Erwa laughed, "A souvenir." He then pressed her soft, plump vulva heavily onto the inkstone on the desk, soaking it with ink before moving it to a plain white undergarment on the bed. He traced a line on the blank space, then spread her labia and traced another line before finally putting Huang Rong down.
Huang Rong stared at the two mons pubis imprints on her plain white bodice, noticing even the wrinkles on her lips were clearly imprinted. Her face paled, and she was speechless. Suppressing her humiliation, she forced a smile and said, "Brother, you're quite talented..." Erwa laughed heartily upon hearing this, grabbed Huang Rong's hand, and pulled her back sharply, dragging her onto the large bed. Huang Rong gasped as Erwa flipped her over, lifting her buttocks high. He spread her plump buttocks apart, his penis pointing downwards, pressing against her slightly concave anus, and thrusting deep inside.
"...Oh...ah...it hurts...it hurts..." Huang Rong, who had always been proper in her sexual encounters, had never experienced anything like this before. She had thought it would just be a normal sexual encounter, but she never expected Erwa to go all the way. Huang Rong's face turned deathly pale with pain. She kicked wildly, trying to escape, but Erwa held her buttocks down firmly and thrust back into her. The bed curtains were lifted and then fell again, covering the two people who were already entangled together...
Scene Two: Offering the wolf at the front door and inviting the tiger at the back.
"Ah...oh...no...!" Huang Rong knelt on the bed, her delicate body arched backward, her hands stretched out behind her and grabbed by Erwa. Her body rose and fell rhythmically, and her two full, plump breasts swayed wildly.
"Damn it, you still have the nerve to say no after all that water!" Erwa kept pushing against her buttocks, his hips slapping against her buttocks with loud slapping sounds. Her full, plump buttocks were raised high, and you could clearly see his thick, long penis going in and out between them. Her originally tender labia were now red and swollen from being fucked, and semen mixed with vaginal fluid flowed down her thighs from her buttocks, soaking a large area of the bed sheet.
"Oh...good sister...I'm going to cum again..." Erwa growled, his lower body trembling against Huang Rong's, releasing all his pent-up desire. He then collapsed onto Huang Rong, who was already limp on the bed, panting heavily. After a long,
tender moment, once they had both caught their breath, Erwa hugged Huang Rong again, chuckling, "Good sister, I served you so well, how are you going to thank me?"
Rape and then expecting thanks? Huang Rong wanted to strangle this despicable little thief, but her voice was so seductive it was almost dripping with water: "You've played with me like this, how do you expect me to thank you?" Erwa placed one hand on Huang Rong's waist and hips, gently caressing them, feeling the soft, warm flesh in his arms. With the other hand, he pulled out the "painting" he had just made with Huang Rong's mons pubis, chuckling... He said, "Brother, I feel this painting is too monotonous. Why don't you add a few words and your monogram to it, to enhance its beauty?" Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. She knew this was a pretext. If this "painting" were to circulate, she would be in deep trouble, and her beloved Jing would lose all his reputation, becoming a scoundrel in the eyes of the world...
Seeing Huang Rong remain silent, Erwa's face darkened. He nuzzled her hair, inhaling its fragrance, and whispered in her ear: "Does Sister not trust me?" Huang Rong's eyes sparkled as she giggled, "Of course I trust you, I'm just wondering how to write it properly." If she didn't agree, he might take her life, and she'd be found naked and dead in her boudoir, which would be a disgraceful end, and she'd let this little thief escape for nothing. It was better to go along with him, get through this immediate crisis, and find a chance to retrieve it later. She figured he wouldn't dare risk a complete disaster by spreading this... The thought flashed through her mind, and her slender hand had already taken the pen from Erwa's hand, her fair wrist... She gently lifted the top and wrote the words "Late Spring" on the blank space of the bodice. Then she paused slightly, as if remembering something, and asked, "What is your name, little brother?" Erwa casually replied, "My surname is Xiao, and my nickname is Erwa."
Huang Rong chuckled, "Judging from your accent, you seem to be from Hejian Prefecture?"
Erwa immediately became alert and looked at Huang Rong suspiciously. Huang Rong giggled, "If you don't want to say, then don't. Look how nervous you are; your little brother is shrinking." As she spoke, she flicked his middle finger lightly against his lifeless, snake-like penis.
Erwa was furious, feeling that his male dignity had been challenged. He reached out and slapped Huang Rong's round, snowy buttocks hard. With a "smack," her white buttocks trembled.
"Oh dear," Huang Rong exclaimed softly, giving him a sidelong glance with her bright eyes, and scolded, "Stop fooling around, we're still writing the inscription." Erwa hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't continue, letting Huang Rong finish writing, draw her signature, and press her fingerprint before curiously sticking his head over. He saw a row of neat, tiny characters:
—In the early spring, I met Xiao Lang in the secluded chambers of Xiangyang. I offered my beautiful face, my jade-like body lay prone, and several times I was pleased with him on his lap until my bones were soft and my muscles were numb, and I didn't even feel my cleavage slightly parted. The taste of this moment was intoxicating. Before parting, I reluctantly painted this as a gift to express my longing.
Erwa curled his lip, thinking, "If I'm going to be fucked, I'll be fucked. Why make it sound so nice?" He didn't say much, only feigning concern, "Sister's calligraphy is excellent, it really enhances the painting. I think you should keep this painting for yourself. Xiangyang is in chaos right now. If it's in my hands, I might accidentally lose my life, but if someone else gets hold of your beautiful picture and plasters it all over Xiangyang, that wouldn't be pretty.
" "
Is this a threat?" Huang Rong's eyes twitched a few times, and she forced a smile, "You put a lot of effort into this painting, so you can keep it. As for your safety, as the leader of the Beggars' Sect, do you think I can't protect you?"
Seeing that Huang Rong was sensible, Erwa stopped being polite, quickly put away his undergarment, and then hugged her and rubbed against her:
"Good sister, do you have any way to get me out? It's too easy to be discovered if I sneak around hiding."
"Finally leaving." Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "That's easy. Let me wash up first, then you hide under my clothes, and I'll escort you all the way to the courtyard gate." Erwa
chuckled softly in her ear, "Sister, you're really clever. Don't sell your little brother one day." Huang Rong giggled and pressed his head against her chest. Her plump cleft rubbed against his erect penis at the base of his thigh, then swallowed it smoothly. Her expression was extremely charming: "Even if I wanted to sell it, my little sister down there wouldn't agree. Even if it did, I wouldn't be able to part with it." Erwa groaned comfortably, then licked his tongue from Huang Rong's chest all the way to her lips... Huang Rong wore a wholesale coat, and underneath, besides a bodice, she only wore a deep robe. The waistband was slightly loosened, creating a small space at her lower back where she could hide. This space wasn't very big, but it was just enough to hide Erwa, whose body hadn't fully developed yet. Beneath the clothes, one could clearly see a red silk ribbon wrapped around the waist, hanging down on both sides and tied into a loop at the knees, forming a makeshift stirrup—yes, a stirrup. When Huang Rong heard this idea, she was nearly driven mad with anger.
Erwa was currently with his hands around Huang Rong's waist, his feet inside the "stirrups" for leverage, his lower abdomen pressing against Huang Rong's buttocks, their chests pressed tightly against each other, their backs pressed together seamlessly. Even if someone passed by, unless they lifted their cloak to peek inside, it would be difficult to discover that there was someone hiding under the clothes.
Huang Rong pressed the thick, ball-like head of the vajra against her tender vulva, occasionally being nudged twice. She felt flustered and unconsciously squeezed her legs together, trying to prevent the hard object from advancing further. The skin at the base of Huang Rong's thighs was extremely tender, and her thighs were plump and firm. Even just squeezing them together felt quite comfortable, but Erwa was clearly not satisfied: "Good sister, you're squeezing me down there, I can't move!" "I...I know!" Huang Rong slightly parted her thighs, and as soon as she moved, the vajra thrust straight into her peach blossom cave.
"Oh...good sister, don't move yet, let me adjust...yes...like that, okay, I'm ready, let's go!"
"Hmm..." Realizing how absurd and stimulating the current situation was, Huang Rong finally couldn't suppress the moan that escaped her throat. She bit her lower lip, panting heavily, and with great difficulty, managed to support her limp body, slipping on her slippers and walking out of the room.
Erwa pressed himself against Huang Rong's back, his penis tightly joined to her vagina. His abdomen moved rhythmically back and forth with Huang Rong's steps. The road was uneven, and Huang Rong suddenly stumbled. Erwa took advantage of the situation and thrust in hard. "Ugh," Huang Rong involuntarily groaned. The strange sensation in her body shattered her balance.
Logically, Huang Rong shouldn't be like this, but Erwa had just exhausted her, leaving her weak and almost begging for mercy. Now, being thrust into again made walking extremely difficult. Huang Rong could only try to tense her thighs to reduce the impact of the thrusting.
The cobblestone path seemed endless. Every time Huang Rong crossed a small bump, Erwa on her back would be jolted. Huang Rong staggered forward, and Erwa continued his relentless thrusting. Waves of pleasure surged from her most intimate areas. Huang Rong's breathing quickened with each thrust, her face flushed, and her taut thighs trembled uncontrollably. She gritted her teeth and persevered, but Erwa noticed her body's movements. He grinned wickedly, his right hand sliding down and inside her skirt, his fingertips hooking her clitoris and pressing down hard. The sudden stimulation made Huang Rong flinch. Before she could catch her breath, Erwa thrust again, "Swoosh!" His penis slid all the way in!
A powerful tingling sensation shot from her spine throughout her body. Her body tensed involuntarily, and a stream of hot, sticky fluid erupted from the deepest part of her body, splashing everywhere as Erwa's massive penis moved in and out! Huang Rong tightly covered her mouth, trying to stifle any sound! She had reached orgasm, with a boy of about ten years old!
Huang Rong suddenly clung to the wall, her two snow-white thighs trembling violently as if convulsing, her eyes unfocused, her lower body spasming intermittently, gushing out bursts of vaginal fluid. The dripping liquid flowed down her slender legs, gathering into a small puddle on the ground, and the thick pubic hair between her legs stuck together in small clumps, making her look inexplicably lewd.
Seeing Huang Rong's disheveled state, Erwa was extremely pleased. His hand slid upwards again, tearing open the undergarment that half-covered her full breasts. Her breasts bounced up and down, and Erwa gently supported them from behind, lewdly saying,
"Sister, these big steamed buns look so soft and delicious..." Huang Rong's eyes were slightly closed, her chest heaving, and she pleaded softly, "No... don't do this... if someone finds out... I... I... I can't live anymore." "Like this? What does 'like this' mean? Sister, if you don't explain clearly, I won't understand." Erwa chuckled lewdly, thrusting his hips again. "Ugh~" Huang Rong groaned again, but didn't answer, remaining silent until she caught her breath before continuing on her way.
After walking intermittently for a while, suddenly, Huang Rong stopped, her gaze shifting to the artificial hill ahead. A man emerged from behind the hill: "Master's wife? What happened?" This man was Da Wu, who had gone out to relieve himself at night. Encountering Huang Rong late at night, Da Wu was also surprised. After greeting her, he looked up and saw that she was wearing a light yellow robe, her waist was cinched, but the front was wide open, revealing half of her snow-white, full breasts. What was even more shocking was that the robe tightened abruptly at the lower edge of her breasts, perfectly revealing the curve of her breasts. After repeated acts of defilement, Huang Rong was covered in fragrant sweat, and her damp robe clung to her graceful body. Two perfect breasts trembled gently in front of him, seemingly without any restraint, making him feel that they were incredibly heavy. Swallowing hard, Da Wu quickly lowered his head, not daring to look any longer.
Suddenly, someone appeared, and Erwa's heart pounded in his chest. He quickly stopped what he was doing and pressed himself tightly against Huang Rong's back, afraid of being discovered. Huang Rong was even more nervous, but she forced herself to remain calm and said, "I was feeling restless at night, so I came out for a walk. If you have nothing else to do, you may leave now." The sky had already become dark, and Huang Rong was wearing a cloak. With her as cover and Erwa hiding under her skirt, holding his breath, Da Wu naturally had no suspicions. He bowed and was about to take his leave when he never expected that his usually dignified and composed master's wife was shamelessly biting another man's penis with her two bright red labia, the hot phallus filling her delicate and tight vagina.
Looking at her disciple so close, Huang Rong felt a sense of unreality. Da Wu's respectful attitude made her feel like she was still the glamorous Madam Guo and Chief Huang in public, but the fullness and swelling in her lower abdomen constantly reminded her that she was being wantonly violated by a child—their genitals were tightly joined together, and the thick, hard object slowly thrust in and out of the slippery passage, tingling and numb. The secreted love fluid moistened their point of union, and the thick pubic hair on their crotches stuck together in small clumps. Beneath the steady and elegant surface, such lewdness was hidden. The strange stimulation and pleasure made her vaginal muscles contract and tighten continuously... Feeling her lower body being constantly tightened, Erwa was greatly excited and couldn't help but press her snow-white, plump buttocks against her. He quickly thrust his waist, and the python squeezed open the slippery passage that was tightly gripping her and thrust into her flower core.
"Ah..." Unexpectedly, Erwa was so bold as to continue fucking her in front of Dawu. Huang Rong couldn't help but let out a soft cry, her beautiful body suddenly tensing up, her full and firm breasts swaying and heaving with her heavy breathing.
"Master's wife?" Dawu looked at Huang Rong in confusion, seeing her face flushed and her eyes almost dripping with tears. Such a seductive appearance made his lower abdomen feel hot.
"...It's nothing...um...it's just...I just saw...um...a...mouse crawling by..." Huang Rong said, trying to cover up her embarrassment, her voice trembling slightly.
"A mouse?" Dawu looked at his master's wife suspiciously, then his eyes widened. Huang Rong's crossed collar was slowly sliding open with the violent rise and fall of her breasts, revealing half of her white, swollen breasts. The areolas and nipples, barely visible, turned into two scarlet points that pierced his eyes. Her breasts looked so round and full—his master's wife was completely naked underneath!
Da Wu's head buzzed. He heard Huang Rong's voice, which sounded like a moan, and looked into her alluring eyes, which seemed to drip with desire. He thought of Guo Jing, who was away fighting and hadn't returned for a long time, and his master's wife, who was currently in a state of lust… Da Wu's mind raced. He wondered if his master's wife was unable to bear the loneliness… Lust instantly overwhelmed his reason. Da Wu, his eyes bloodshot, strode in front of Huang Rong. Huang Rong, preoccupied with figuring out how to escape, was completely unaware of her disciple's strange behavior. She took a step forward to walk around Da Wu, only to collide with him head-on. Her large, grapefruit-like breasts pressed against Da Wu's chest. In that instant, Erwa's penis, inserted into Huang Rong's vagina, also lurched forward with the momentum—
"Mmm...humph..." Caught between two attacks, Huang Rong couldn't help but groan again. Realizing her mistake, she hurriedly tried to cover it up, saying, "Da Wu, you bumped into me, it hurts so much..." Da Wu, pressed close to Huang Rong, inhaling the faint scent of her breasts and feeling the gentle touch of her full breasts against his skin, was lost in his own passion when he suddenly heard such a seductive remark—Da Wu knew exactly where he had bumped into her, and why Huang Rong was in pain—instantly igniting a fire of lust within him: This was his master's wife, his own mistress, how could he have such thoughts? No, this was his master's wife, his own mistress, he shouldn't let her be with anyone else.
"I'll rub her breasts for you." The thought flashed through his mind, and his hand was already pressing directly against Huang Rong's high, firm breasts.
Huang Rong was distracted by the ecstatic pleasure brought on by Erwa's teasing when her disciple suddenly attacked, grabbing her small, snow-white breasts firmly. Da Wu hadn't expected things to go so smoothly. He chuckled to himself, enjoying the soft, bouncy feel of his master's wife's movements. Huang Rong's breasts were fuller than he had imagined, her snow-white, plump breasts exuding weight and incredibly smooth.
Huang Rong was startled, her delicate red lips parting, momentarily unable to react. Although she had vaguely guessed that Da Wu harbored desires for her, the fact that it had actually happened still left her in disbelief. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she instinctively wanted to reprimand him, but ultimately took a deep breath: "At this point, why should I bother with this? So what if I get a little groped? Once I get rid of this little lecher behind me, surely I can subdue Da Wu. I can teach him a lesson then."
Thinking this, Huang Rong suddenly shrank back, blushing as she said, "That's not what I meant..." Da Wu had never seen his master's wife so shy before, and he chuckled, "Then what did you mean?" He reached out his hand, wanting to press it against her chest again.
"Ah!" Huang Rong didn't expect Da Wu to be so impatient. She dodged back, suppressing the urge to kick him away, and said shyly, "I can't betray your master..." Da Wu was already consumed by lust and couldn't listen to Huang Rong's excuses. He grabbed her wrist impatiently and cried out, "Master's wife, please have pity on your disciple! I can't wait any longer!" As he spoke, he suddenly hooked Huang Rong's collar and gently pulled it down, instantly revealing her entire left breast. Da Wu lowered his head and took the areola and nipple into his mouth, gently licking them.
"Are you a child?" Huang Rong trembled, gritting her teeth as she spoke, but she couldn't stop his excessive actions. Since he was still determined to have his way with her, she might as well sacrifice a little today and let him have his way once, so she could get away as soon as possible and deal with him later.
Seeing Huang Rong's tacit approval of his actions, Da Wu's smile widened. He thought to himself, "Just as I thought." One hand unceremoniously kneaded her other soft, large breast. The snow-white, plump flesh was so soft it felt like it was about to melt, and it felt incredibly comfortable in his palm. Huang Rong's face was flushed, letting him play with her plump, soft mounds at will. She said coquettishly with a blush on her face, "Are you satisfied now?" Da Wu sucked on Huang Rong's nipple, saying indistinctly, "...No..." As he spoke, his hand reached down, wanting to explore the secret cave of her paradise. Huang Rong quickly grabbed his hand, tapping his forehead shyly, and said, "Don't rush... it'll be yours sooner or later... but not now, I... I... I'll use my hand to relieve your fire first..." Huang Rong couldn't break free, and fearing that if she waited too long, Da Wu would notice something amiss and discover Erwa, she gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "In times of crisis, I must act quickly. At this point, the only way to escape is to let him relieve his fire first." Then, her eyes sparkled, and she looked at Da Wu reproachfully. Her slender hand reached into his crotch, her fingers encircling the erect head of his penis, using the Orchid Flicking Acupoint Technique to gently massage it. Da Wu's eyes twitched instantly. He felt his penis being held by a soft, smooth hand, with several fingers moving up and down, sometimes cupping the testicles, and lightly scratching the wrinkled skin with their fingernails, sending waves of pleasure straight to his head. In terms of status, the beautiful woman before him was his master's wife, but now, this "master's wife" was obediently breastfeeding him and suckling his testicles with her clothes half-undressed... Thinking of this, Da Wu suddenly shuddered, his penis throbbed, and hot magma erupted... A blush spread from her cheeks to her slender neck. Huang Rong wiped the white fluid on her hands onto her clothes, pushed away Da Wu who was desperately sucking her breasts, then gathered her collar to cover the teeth marks on her areolas, turned her head away as if she dared not look at Da Wu, and hurriedly ran away while Da Wu was still immersed in the afterglow.
At this moment, Da Wu was like a child who had stolen candy, smug and proud. Watching Huang Rong's departing figure, he barely managed to restrain himself from chasing after her. He had already tasted the sweetness, so there was no rush; he would strip her naked, wash her clean, and devour her sooner or later…
Having finally shaken off Da Wu, Huang Rong's tense spirit relaxed, and she collapsed to the ground. Erwa quickly crawled out from under Huang Rong's clothes. Looking at the woman sprawled on the ground, his lower body couldn't help but rise again. "Damn it, you stinking woman… I'll…" "I'll teach you a lesson with my big cock..." He turned Huang Rong over, folded her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) around her waist, revealing her plump, white buttocks. Huang Rong knew she couldn't resist, so she could only obediently stick out her buttocks, hoping that Erwa would finish quickly and leave. At the same time, she felt intense regret. If she had been more careful at the time... Seeing that the dignified mistress of the Guo family would actually stick out her buttocks in front of him, Erwa was very excited. He grabbed Huang Rong's waist from behind and slammed her hard, making Huang Rong's full and mature body sway back and forth.
...Sizzle...slap...ah...oh...The sounds of flesh colliding echoed from the dim courtyard wall, mixed with the woman's low panting. This continued until dawn broke, leaving Huang Rong's eyes rolling back in her head. Only then did Erwa, satisfied, ejaculate, spraying his scalding fluid into Huang Rong's body. With a "pop," he pulled out his penis, panting, leaving her ravaged vulva, unable to close properly, gushing out white, sticky fluid. Erwa climbed over the courtyard wall, laughing, "You stinking woman, here's another big gift for you.
" Then, holding his penis, he began to urinate. A stream of clear urine flew in the morning light...Huang Rong, exhausted and on the verge of death, could only watch helplessly as the little lecherous thief drenched her, then watched him disappear into the distance.
[The End]

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