The bed was covered in semen.

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Qian'er's embroidery room was a small building with windows on three sides. It was daytime, so it was different from nighttime. Qian'er was wearing a lotus-green silk shirt, a pinkish-white jacket over it, and dark purple silk trousers. She wore white socks and dark green embroidered shoes. Her hair was neatly combed and adorned with a red flower. Combined with her face, she looked incredibly delicate and beautiful. Wang Song embraced Qian'er tightly, refusing to let go, repeatedly saying, "Good sister, I only truly understand your beauty today."

"This is killing me! Please have mercy and let me hold you a little longer!"

Qian'er felt a sweet warmth in her heart and smiled, saying, "Little brother, hold me as long as you like, I'll let you hold me to your heart's content."

Wang Song's hands, through her clothes, continuously caressed Qian'er's buttocks, kissing her fragrant cheeks, then his hands moved to her breasts, stroking the two tender mounds of flesh, then downwards, caressing and kneading her mons pubis, teasing and arousing Qian'er, causing her to twist her waist and sway her hips, unable to resist the stirrings of lust, her vaginal opening becoming wet and hot like a child's drool.

Qian'er whispered, "My love, take a break." She pushed Wang Song away, closed the doors and windows, turned and walked to the embroidered couch, then looked back at Wang Song.

Wang Song stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Qian'er's slender waist, and leaned down to kiss her fragrant lips. His kisses grew increasingly passionate, and he began to undress her. Qian'er grasped his clothes, saying, "My love, it's broad daylight, why take my clothes off?"

Wang Song replied, "Seeking pleasure during the day, seeing your beautiful body is quite a treat. Taking your clothes off will make things more enjoyable."

Qian'er was about to speak again when Wang Song removed her jacket, loosened the pinkish-purple sash, and took off her other clothes, revealing a sheer, translucent undergarment that subtly revealed her breasts. Qian'er covered her breasts with her hands, preventing Wang Song from undressing her. Taking advantage of the situation, Wang Song untied the red ribbon of his silk trousers, which fell to the ground. Underneath, he pulled down a light red underpants, which slid down to his calves, and with a flick of his foot, they also fell to the ground. Seeing her lower body completely exposed, Qian'er blushed crimson, overwhelmed with embarrassment. She buried her face in Wang Song's arms, daring not to lift her head again. Wang Song carefully examined Qian'er's delicate body from head to toe. Her tall, shapely figure was like holding a beautiful woman in his arms, bringing him immense pleasure.

Qian'er's slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled with one hand; her breasts were full, her buttocks high, and her legs were long and white—each feature arousing his desires. Seeing Qian'er's tender appearance in his arms, he was overcome with lust. He stripped off his clothes, knelt down, and cupped Qian'er's two soft, white buttocks in his hands. He then began to lick and tease her pubic hair. Qian'er had no time to react, only letting out a soft cry as she felt a warm sensation in her lower body. The soft, tingling licking was incredibly pleasurable. Following the scent of Qian'er's vulva, Wang Song licked her soft, warm labia with his tongue. The labia were still tightly closed, but the glistening droplets of fluid seeping from the vulva were lovely. He couldn't resist pressing his lips to her labia and extending his nimble tongue to suckle the sweet, fragrant nectar.
Qian'er trembled, her legs clamping together and then relaxing, letting out a soft cry, "How...so tingly..." Unable to withstand the tingling, numb sensation, her vulva released a large amount of vaginal fluid, which Wang Song then greedily swallowed. Qian'er cried out again, "Brother... I can't take it... Brother... Stop..."

Wang Song, engrossed in his licking, seemed not to hear her. He parted her vulva with one hand, then reached down to her genitals, lifting her vulva. Seeing her clitoris, pink and translucent like a dewdrop, he took it into his mouth. Just as he was about to tease it with his tongue, Qian'er cried out again, "Ah... Ah... Itchy... Itchy... Brother..."

Hearing Qian'er's moans, Wang Song actually used both lips to gently... He parted his teeth and used them to tease the small bead on her clitoris. After a few moments of teasing, Qian'er cried out in a soft "Ah...ah..." Her hands embraced Wang Song's head, her buttocks trembled, and her vulva pressed against Wang Song's forehead, twisting and turning. With another soft "Ah...ah...", her body went limp, and her pink breasts pressed against Wang Song's head. She breathed heavily, panting, and some pale white fluid flowed from her vulva, which Wang Song licked clean.

Wang Song got up and carried the limp Qian'er to the embroidered bed. Afraid that Qian'er would get cold, he pulled back the brocade quilt and gently covered her chest and lower abdomen. Then, half-lying down, he kissed Qian'er's fragrant lips, gently stroking her delicate body, his eyes filled with love as he gazed at her tightly closed eyes.

After a while, Qian'er slowly opened her beautiful eyes, gazing at Wang Song with tender affection, and softly whispered, "Brother...you're so good at this...just now...it felt so good..."

Seeing her face regain its rosy hue, Wang Song's hands, which had been caressing Qian'er's delicate body, became even more wanton in their kneading. Qian'er felt comfortable from his touch, and her body grew warm again, so she lifted the quilt, embraced Wang Song's neck, and kissed him passionately. Wang Song lifted one of Qian'er's jade legs, thrusting his already swollen and hard penis forward, rubbing the hot glans against Qian'er's vulva. Qian'er felt something rubbing against her vulva, feeling the warmth, and she moved her vulva forward to receive the caress of his penis. Wang Song braced her jade legs against his arm, then lifted them higher, his penis thrusting forward, finding the entrance to her peach blossom cave, and slowly squeezing the glans into her small opening. Because Qian'er's vulva was already slippery from her vaginal fluids, and now it was overflowing with more vaginal fluid, Wang Song's rock-hard glans slowly entered her vagina. The narrow, tight opening was gradually penetrated, becoming even tighter. Wang Song's penis was tightly gripped, making him increasingly excited. Qian'er frowned slightly, feeling a tight, throbbing sensation in her lower body, yet also experiencing a tingling, itchy comfort, and couldn't help but moan, "Mmm... mmm..." Seeing that his

penis was already mostly inserted, and to accommodate the position, Wang Song secretly used his internal energy to swell his penis to seven inches long and nearly two inches thick before beginning to thrust. Wang Song first inserted his penis all the way in, pressing against her clitoris, then slowly withdrew. After only a few repetitions, Qian'er's vulva felt even more itchy, and her vaginal fluids flowed incessantly. Just as she was becoming increasingly aroused, Wang Song suddenly increased the speed of his thrusts. Qian'er let out pleasurable moans, "Ah...ah..." and opened her arms to tightly embrace Wang Song. Her vulva responded to the thrusts of his penis, swaying with each thrust. Seeing her so aroused, Wang Song unleashed his full power, pulling to the top and then plunging in completely, each thrust reaching the inner walls of her vagina, even powerfully impacting her cervix.

Qian'er's vulva was stretched taut by the thrusts, and she not only responded with abandon, but her sweat-drenched, panting appearance showed her complete ecstasy and frenzy. After Wang Song thrust in and out hundreds of times, Qian'er couldn't help but cling to him tightly, her eyes closed, seemingly savoring the bone-chilling pleasure. Suddenly, Qian'er let out a few soft cries of "Oh...oh..." as her vagina began to contract. She embraced Wang Song and kissed him passionately, whispering in his ear, "Brother...I can't take it anymore...I can't hold on any longer..." Wang Song nodded, pulled her close to his neck, and pressed his cheek against hers. His thrusts became even more urgent. Qian'er couldn't bear it; her cervix trembled, her vagina contracted again, and a gush of hot vaginal fluid spurted out. Wang Song quickly stopped his attack, thrusting wildly for nearly a hundred more times. With a release of his seminal vesicle, the scalding semen shot like an arrow deep into her vagina, making Qian'er feel incredibly comfortable.

The two embraced and rested for a while. Wang Song withdrew his manhood, looked down, and saw that the embroidered bed was covered with a large, wet patch of semen. They couldn't help but laugh at each other, and kissed again and again until sleepiness overcame them, and they slowly drifted off to sleep. It was just as the poem goes:

Having traveled dozens of miles through Luoyang, peach blossoms and willows lined the spring city;

at midnight, I entered Zhuangzi's dream, where ten thousand flowers bloomed and were displayed on a painted screen.

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