[Fantasy] Savage Prisoner (Complete) - 37-39

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Chapter 139 The Beast Who Got His Wish 2 ~ High

"You still like me... like this?" He released his large hand, and I fell heavily, crashing into his massive member that came rushing towards me. The fierce impact brought intense pleasure, which quickly spread from the depths of my flower core. Sparks of joy burned in my vagina, crackling and popping, almost burning me up.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck me. My red lips parted slightly, and I spoke with a hint of doubt: "Bai... Bailu..."

"Call me husband!... Huff... So much water... and it can still be so... tight..." His penis was fully withdrawn, and with a heavy thrust, it plunged deep into my flower core. The large, rounded end kissed the tight cervix, grinding around it with a mischievous grin, squeezing out a tingling, numbing sensation.

"Husband...are you...experienced in countless battles???" My body went limp, my slender waist was tightly gripped, and my little hole was being wantonly violated by him. My curiosity made me gasp for breath, desperately pulling back my reason, and I asked coquettishly.

"Why...why do you ask???" He knew the answer already, his thick penis evilly withdrawing, gently teasing the swollen pearl, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, slowly, without any hurry, ignoring the eager anticipation and seduction of my wet little hole.

"Ugh...ha...because...huff...um...because..." Your technique...is so good...lasting...so long...how could this be...the first time???

"Wife, isn't it...that I...felt good when I fuck you..." He asked with ill intent, his hot penis rubbing back and forth against the outside of my flower hole, occasionally sliding around, slightly sinking into my wet little hole, then mischievously pulling away, deliberately imitating Yu the Great, passing by his home three times without entering.

"...Husband...ha...um..." It was so uncomfortable. Under his deliberate teasing, a tingling, itchy sensation spread through my little hole. A warm stream of spring water slowly flowed from the depths of my spring, flowing through my incredibly tight passage. The warm, lustful water easily aroused an even deeper thirst.

"Do you like my cock???" He asked breathlessly, staring into my eyes. His cock was throbbing, almost being caught by my little hole several times.

"I like it...um...I like it so much...I want...your big cock...to fuck me...uh...fuck...ha..." I stammered incoherently. My slender waist was held by him, unable to move freely. My little buttocks rubbed desperately against his lower body, wanting to swallow the hot, hard cock that brought me so much pleasure.

"Yes, my wife." Before the words were finished, his cock thrust in heavily. The large, rounded end was slightly tilted to the upper left, pounding hard into the depths of my passage, igniting a spark of unparalleled pleasure.

"Ah...ha..." So happy...so happy...

He didn't give me a moment to rest, thrusting and pounding, exploring my moist, wet little hole with each stroke...A heavy thrust, the rounded tip gently rubbing against that soft flesh, stimulating a ticklish sensation, then withdrawing mercilessly, aiming at another spot, plunging in hard again, a little deeper, then withdrawing slightly, then fiercely crashing in...

One after another, the large, mushroom-shaped tip, surrounding the tender flesh of the cervix, visited me with varying degrees of pressure. The circle, stirring up profound pleasure, aroused an even deeper emptiness…

The vagina tightly held the hot, iron-like penis, sucking it mouthful by mouthful, with boundless joy and tenderness… The deep, secluded passage enveloped the thick, long shaft, which was suddenly stretched open several times, spasming incessantly, soaking it wetly, utterly lewd, utterly unbearable… The depths of the flower core were teased and touched by the round tip, and scraped and rubbed by the grooves of that tip, both itchy and numb, longing to reach out countless delicate little hands to grasp it tightly…

“…Husband…mmm…um…harder…harder…ah…”

He chuckled softly, his hands tightening around my slender waist, his broad, muscular chest pressing even more firmly against my breasts, his entire lower body pressed between my legs, laughing as he agreed, “My wife’s command, I will do my utmost to fulfill.”

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His large hands pulled me down heavily, his hard, enormous penis like a wild horse, pounding in frantically, striking my cervix hard, aiming at the tender opening, thrusting again, then withdrawing completely…and then, an even more ferocious thrust…

“Thump thump…” He pounded like this more than thirty times…

"Ha...ha...slower..." I can't take it anymore...I'm dying...My whole body is weak, I can't say a word, my breasts are being pressed and rubbed tightly by him, and my little hole is being invaded so fiercely and roughly, the intense numbness comes wave after wave, layer upon layer, almost swallowing me up...The flames of pleasure are blooming one after another in my mind..."Crackling crackling"...

"Wife...do you think...your husband...is too slow..." He deliberately misinterpreted my meaning, his penis inserted in my hole, paused slightly, hugged me even tighter, held my round and plump little buttocks with both hands, pulled it all the way out, and began to thrust even faster and harder...

Ugh...I'm dying...

A gush of hot fluid suddenly spurted out from deep inside my little hole, the entire secret passage began to spasm violently, biting his penis tightly, biting it again and again, holding it with all kinds of joy, why won't it let go...

"Hoo... Damn... You're so tight..." The penis trembled violently, spurting out an even hotter stream of fluid, striking the sensitive and tender depths of her flower like a machine gun... ...

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Hoo... Hoo..." Lazily held in his arms, her little hole greedily held his penis, spasming with utter satisfaction, sucking on the still-erect shaft.

Her mind was blank, unable to think, and unwilling to think.

The ecstasy of her body made her drowsy, and she opened her crimson lips, letting out a slight yawn.

"Wife...?" A pleasant voice called to her beside her, but she couldn't hear what it was saying. Don't disturb me... I'm sleepy...

Her eyelids were heavy, and the world gradually darkened until it was completely dark.

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Chapter 140 The Beast Who Got His Wish 3 ~ Her thick

, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, her beautiful almond eyes opened slightly, closed, opened halfway again, and closed tightly. Her swollen little lips were tightly pursed, and her delicate brows furrowed.

...My body felt weak and sore, my waist was limp, my legs were weak, I was utterly powerless. My vagina was wet and sticky, as if thousands of tiny ants were crawling on it, an indescribable itch floating on the inner walls of my vagina, an itch that permeated my entire being. I wanted to reach out, but I couldn't scratch it...

It was so painful... I moved slightly, squeezing my long legs together... Before I could move even twice, I felt a pair of large hands on my waist, pulling me even closer. The hot palms gently caressed my delicate skin, stimulating a tingling, itchy sensation.

Hands!! Whose? Which man's?

... What happened before I fell asleep?

Scenes flashed before my eyes

... My body began to feel inexplicably hot and weak... A bespectacled stranger, clearly not kind... Running in a panic... Then, I fell heavily to the ground... Then, I stumbled and crawled into a Ferris wheel cabin that had just left the ground... My

empty, delicate body... My full, tender breasts, waiting to be caressed... My slightly trembling, swollen nipples... My unsatisfied little hands wandered around my flower cave...

Then... A large hand covered my small hand... Grasping my empty, peach-like breasts... Long fingers teasing my sensitive nipples... My thirsty little cave swallowed a hot, thick, long penis...

A penis? ...Whose?

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"Wife, you're awake..." A pleasant voice rang in my ear, carrying a faint smile, like a cat that had just stolen some cream, full of satisfaction. A warm, thin pair of lips captured my earlobe, a nimble tongue tracing the delicate contours of my ear, sending a shiver through me.

"Husband... Bai... Bailu???" The person holding me, is it Bailu???

What... what did I do before???

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"Wife, huff... your juices have flowed onto my lower abdomen..." His breathing became slightly heavier, his body growing hotter, pressing tightly against me, he said with ill intent, "It's flowed onto my penis, wet, warm, sticky... so comfortable..."

His genitals between his strong thighs also began to harden, poking at my soft buttocks, pressing against my round, plump bottom, eager to move.

Disheveled, I faced him, sat on his lap, nestled in his arms, our lower bodies pressed together, intertwined in a wanton, wet, slippery sensation… I couldn't help but shiver.

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Could it be that I lost my mind just now, like a sheep pouncing on a wolf, pinning the pitiful egret to the ground and brutally violating her?

Immediately, I saw the egret's pitiful, aggrieved expression, her lips pursed, on the verge of tears, while I, burning with lust and losing my reason, viciously pounced on him, pulled off his lower garments, released his immense desire, aimed at my vulva, and sat down hard, swallowing it all, sucking and licking it deeply and shallowly…

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No…no…it shouldn't be like this…

So, could it be that just now, the egret finally found me hiding? But then he saw me disheveled, my small hands secretly kneading the pearl... So, he kindly picked me up, but I pressed myself against him, deliberately rubbing against him... His desire, aroused by my touch, finally swelled, and he couldn't restrain himself, so he unbuttoned his clothes... Then, like a hungry wolf pouncing on a sheep, he aimed at my wet, glistening vulva and thrust heavily...

No, no... no...

Bai Qi and I are lovers. Bai Lu and Bai Qi are brothers. So, my relationship with Bai Lu...

Although he always calls me "wife," it's just a joke, how can I take it seriously?

Now, I've actually had this kind of relationship with Bai Lu... Such a huge mistake... How am I supposed to face Bai Qi now?

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But why is there a reassuring voice in my heart constantly comforting me: Thank goodness it's Bai Lu holding me, not that strange bespectacled man...

Could it be... that I... have long harbored... improper thoughts about Bai Lu? "

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Wife, what are you thinking about? So engrossed that you've forgotten I'm here?" he complained, his hot palm sliding against my smooth, silky skin, silently covering my white, high, full breasts. His thick palm brushed against my pink nipples, a barely perceptible caress.

"White Egret, we can't do this..." I panicked, wanting to refuse his advances, instinctively trying to push him away. My small hands had barely touched his chest when it felt like they were drawn to him by a magnet—his smooth, hot skin, like the finest jade, was slightly translucent, yet contained a strong, powerful force, hinting at an indescribable danger...

"Can't do what?...Like this?" His hot, thick member grew even larger, the mushroom-shaped tip pressing against my swollen, engorged nipples, caressing them wantonly, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily.

"Yes...we can't do this...ah..." Before I could finish speaking, my thirsty little hole was filled hard by his monstrous, thick penis. My tight passage was stretched wide open, almost torn apart. The veins on his large shaft bulged, squeezing the sensitive inner walls. The swelling made me feel uncomfortable, and an indescribable tingling sensation gradually emerged...

"Is this okay now?" He asked, feigning innocence after getting the better deal, thrusting hard into my little hole.

"You... mmm..." So good... The emptiness and itching in my little hole just now subsided slightly under his subtle thrusting and probing. The lustful fluids seeping from somewhere overflowed in my flower path, soaking our joined parts and providing excellent lubrication...

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My little hands tightly gripped his arm, my delicate body pressed tightly against his strong frame, my two soft, supple breasts pressed against his firm chest, rubbing closely together. My soft, round, peach-like buttocks sat on his powerful legs, swaying incessantly...

My little mouth still stubbornly said, "No... no, this isn't... right... you hurry up... pull out..."

"Wife,... it's so cold outside, it's warmer inside you..." He lingered, unwilling to pull out, his huge member slightly withdrawing before thrusting in again, eliciting a soul-stirring moan, "...Are you willing to let me get cold?"

"Ha...ha...get out..." What's there to be reluctant about? Just get out...pull it out of my hole...

I tightened my vagina, squeezing my passage forcefully, trying to force the huge penis out of my body...

"...Huff...huff...wife...you're biting so tight...are you trying to break me?" He cursed under his breath, grabbing my ample breasts and squeezing hard, bringing a wave of pain and pleasure...

"Ah...you're pinching me so hard...uh...slower...slower..." He was actually pinching my breasts, kneading and squeezing them into various shapes...adorning my fair and tender breasts with his slender fingers, making the delicate pink blossoms bloom beautifully under his manipulation, and making the bright red nipples harden and swell under his squeezing and caressing...

even more outrageous, his penis was aimed at the upper middle part of my vaginal canal, kissing and poking it repeatedly, as if he had only identified that spot, grinding it hard...the tight, tender flesh gripped his huge member tightly, being pulled and pulled by the varying pressure under such grinding, bringing indescribable comfort and pleasure. That poor, sensitive flesh was being played with so wickedly, feeling soft and itchy, yet unable to escape...

"Ah...ah...let me go..." I gasped, unable to control my ecstatic moans as he played with me...

My vagina felt tingly, itchy, and numb, waves of spring water gushing out, flowing everywhere with each thrust of his large penis, forming a thin, crystal-clear ripple that dripped onto his legs, soaking our pubic hair... The intertwined pubic hair felt slightly cool, scraping against my delicate, sensitive inner thighs, bringing a tingling sensation...

"I will never let go...my wife...you are mine..." His usually elegant voice sounded somewhat forceful at this moment. He pinched my right nipple with one hand and pulled it slightly.

"No...ah...no...don't..." It felt so good... His pull sent a jolt of pleasure through my body...gathering in my vagina, causing a slight spasm in my secret place.

"Does my wife like it?" He sensitively sensed it, and his penis swelled even more, exuding a threatening aura, stretching my delicate passage almost to the point of tearing.

"Ugh...my little hole...it's so swollen...so numb...it's going to...break..." I lay weakly on top of him, my round little buttocks twitching slightly, circling his penis back and forth, left and right, trying to relieve the intense swelling inside me.

Unexpectedly, these small movements seemed to stimulate him even more.

Without a word, his dewy eyes stared intently at my delicate face, slightly flushed from arousal, his large hands gripping my slender waist tightly, and his fierce, massive member began to thrust violently into my little hole, churning and churning...

The thick, menacing penis, like a ferocious wild beast, moved in and out of the deep, moist vagina, leaving no corner untouched… Every spot was touched and probed deeply, every sensitive and insensitive fold of flesh, the delicate cervix, was thoroughly explored… The mushroom-shaped groove at the tip constantly scraped against the vaginal walls, satisfying the surface emptiness of the vagina, yet stirring up deeper layers of tingling and itching…

“…Ha…Ah…” Unable to utter a single word, she could only follow his steps, panting and moaning softly. Her body tried to pull away, but instead, she uncontrollably pressed forward, her round, plump buttocks rubbing against the two testicles beneath his penis…

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Sitting on his lap, her vagina was being penetrated by his huge, thick penis, the relentless thrusting, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one...

Perhaps due to the angle, the monstrous penis penetrated very deep inside her, the mushroom-shaped tip almost always touching her tender cervix, sending a slightly painful, tingling electric current through her...

At first, her clitoris desperately sucked and trembled, actively welcoming the visit of the large tip...But, being heavily poked and ground, again and again, her fragile clitoris could not withstand this wicked play, leaking gushing lustful fluids, trying slightly to dodge, to escape the slight pain brought by the penis's thrusting...

But how could she escape? The more she tried to escape, the more it relentlessly pursued her...The cruel and wicked penis rammed open her tight, enchanting vaginal passage, heavily poking at the tender flesh of her cervix, grinding deeply around it, withdrawing slightly, then thrusting in again fiercely, almost piercing her, as if it were destroying her...

"Ha...ha...mmm..." Her breathing became increasingly rapid, and suddenly her body tensed, her delicate frame stiffening. A series of intensely pleasurable currents surged through her vagina, a violent spasm erupting as she gripped the penis tightly, sucking it in deeply, one bite at a time... Layer upon layer of spasms, like ripples, spread endlessly from the depths of her flower, gradually extending outwards along the penis... A large gush of lustful fluid flowed uncontrollably, spraying onto its tip, gently washing the slit at the tip, stimulating waves of tingling sensations...

"Wife...ah...you're so passionate...biting your husband so tightly..." His heavy, hot breath sprayed onto my delicate, beautiful collarbone, brushing against my pink skin, which had just been satisfied with desire, bringing a comfortable feeling.

My beauties, Happy New Year! Little Jujube is here, drawing a sweet circle to wish you good health and all the best in the new year.

P.S.: The egret finally ate the beautiful and fragrant rose, beauties, do you like it? Please leave your cute paw prints!

Chapter 141 The Beast Who Fulfilled His Wish 4~ High

"Huff... huff..." I couldn't speak, but I felt the penis in my hole swell and grow even thicker and longer during my spasms, but there was no sign of ejaculation.

The orgasm just now made my whole body weak and limp. My flower hole bit the thick penis, and the afterglow of the spasms came wave after wave. I slowly sucked and savored it...

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I was powerless as he kneaded my full and high breasts, played with my delicate waist, and poked my moist little hole... I breathed heavily, took his penis in my mouth, and my little hole contracted slightly...

After the orgasm that made me feel like I was dying, I really wanted to rest. But the penis buried deep inside me wouldn't let me rest. It throbbed with life with his breath, restless and ready to pounce.

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"No more... I'm so tired..." My face was buried in his strong chest, my long eyelashes brushing against his smooth, white skin. My pink, pouty lips parted slightly, refusing, but my vagina held onto his penis tightly, unwilling to relax even for a moment.

"If my wife is tired, she can rest on me," he said, his clear, melodious voice drifting down from the clouds, carrying a hint of tenderness. His penis thrust deep inside, savoring the lingering, intoxicating pleasure of his sucking.

His large hands lifted my round, pert buttocks, and he effortlessly stood up, carrying me as we walked at a leisurely pace.

"Where to?" I asked lazily.

"A place you like," he replied, a faint smile in his voice, his mood radiant.

A place I like? My mind was a jumbled mess; I couldn't grasp the deeper meaning of those words.

All my senses were focused on my lower body, my vagina. With his movements, his penis thrust in and out, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, exploring my vagina with small, rhythmic movements, moving with ease in the wet, slippery passage… My

recently subsided desire seemed to awaken again with his touch.

Burying my head against his strong, muscular chest, pressed against his hot, smooth skin, I extended my nimble pink tongue and secretly licked the red spot on his right side…

I could clearly feel the muscles in his chest tense up. His steps faltered slightly, his breathing became a little heavier, and his large hand, which had been gripping my waist, sank down, his penis thrusting upwards forcefully.

“Mmm…” A soft, seductive moan escaped his lips, and an indescribable current of pleasure spread from our point of union, coursing through my entire body.

"

...Husband, I'm tired... Ah..." His soft, sweet voice was melodious, with a slight nasal tone, delicate and languid... The climax just now had left me very satisfied, and a tingling, pleasurable current still coursed through my body, making me feel as soft as water.

"Wife, but I'm not satisfied yet..." He thrust again, hitting the depths of my core.

"Tired..." I didn't even want to move my fingers. Perhaps I had rested enough, but my mind was still very clear. My face rubbed against his hot chest, feeling the silky smoothness of our skin against each other, occasionally brushing against his blush. My lips parted slightly, my breath brushing against his skin, and I asked, "Husband... is this... okay?"

"Okay, what's wrong with it?" he countered.

"Senior Bai Qi..." Yes, my heart was uneasy, my whole heart felt like a pure white feather, light and airy, drifting in the wind, uncontrollable, weightless, suspended... an indescribable feeling, a touch of discomfort, a touch of shame, and a touch of joy.

I didn't know what to do. I racked my brains but couldn't find a solution. Perhaps I should discuss it with him and think of a solution together.

He remained silent, but his large hand tightened.

After a long while, he gently asked, "My wife, do you remember our dream?"

"Our dream...?" Hearing his words, I raised an eyebrow in surprise, lifting my face to look at him, secretly observing his expression. That was clearly my dream, so why was he using "we"? Could it be...?

"In the dream, you were my bride. I brought you home in a grand procession, do you remember?" His soft voice was gentle and elegant, yet it easily evoked my memories.

I remembered that in that incredibly realistic dream, I wore a phoenix-embroidered robe and was married into his home. However, the one I bowed to in the wedding ceremony, the one with whom I exchanged vows, seemed to be Bai Qi? At that time, through the red veil, I couldn't see the scene before me, but I heard the voice in my ear say those words.

"...When you waited for me by the bridge, what did you call me?" His clear, ethereal voice, like a gentle breeze, entered my ears. He coaxed me, easily awakening my memory. Before I could even process it, I blurted out, "My husband."

"Hmm?" The last syllable rose slightly, as if carrying a faint smile.

"My husband!" Sensing his joy, and seeing the faint smile on his lips, I became even more dazed. I couldn't help but call out again, almost deliberately, wanting to please him.

"My dear wife..." His dewy eyes gazed at me, filled with tender affection, as if bright fireworks were flashing within them, radiant and breathtakingly beautiful.

"In your past life, you were my wife," he said softly.

"Past life?" I shook my head, fleeing from his romantic gaze, my lips slightly pursed. "Husband, past and present lives are just ways people comfort themselves."

In ancient times, people attributed inexplicable natural phenomena to idealism, weaving many beautiful myths, believing that Pangu created the world, Nuwa created humankind, Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs... that souls reincarnate, passing down from generation to generation...

But I live in China, a country with socialism with Chinese characteristics, under the leadership of the Communist Party, and I believe in Marxist dialectical materialism, making me a complete atheist.

If gods truly exist, then tell me, why has no one ever seen a god? Why do even highly accomplished monks eventually pass away? And what if the Western gods like Zeus clash with the Eastern Jade Emperor on the border? ...

Reincarnation?

A predestined marriage from a past life?

I don't believe in any of that. The only thing I can hold onto is this life, the present moment, isn't that right?

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"Husband, they say it takes ten years of cultivation to share a boat ride and a hundred years to share a pillow. So, can you tell me?" With a mischievous smile, I touched his blush and asked, "In our past lives, how many years did we cultivate together?"

Chapter 142 The Beast Who Fulfilled His Wish 5 ~ High

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"At least a thousand years..." His dewy eyes shimmered as he looked at me tenderly. He pondered for a moment, his expression serious.

"...A thousand years of cultivation to become homosexual?!" I couldn't help but burst out laughing, clinging to him, my laughter trembling slightly.

“My wife doesn’t believe me…” He wasn’t annoyed, but gazed at me with a hint of helplessness, his eyes growing increasingly fiery, his breathing heavier. His penis, swollen and long from the trembling, sucking sensation in my vagina, filled my entire tender flower.

“Haha… um… huff…” His laughter was swallowed by his pale lips. His strong hands gripped my slender waist, and as he moved, he began to thrust restlessly. His penis slightly withdrew, then thrust upwards forcefully, sending a tingling, pleasurable current through me.

“Husband… um… husband… um…” So hot… so itchy… It

felt as if a faint, moist stream was seeping from the depths of my flower, where his penis was pressing against, slowly gliding along the path, bringing an indescribable itch and emptiness.

"We're here, my wife." He was clearly punishing me, his large hand mischievously pulling me down hard, his mushroom-shaped tip fiercely probing my soft cervix, his long, thin slit kissing my tight clitoris. The fierce force brought an indescribable tingling pleasure, squeezing out a stream of clear, lustful fluid that slowly slid down our joined bodies… a myriad of wanton sensations…

"Where are we?" I asked vaguely, my pearly white teeth biting my petal-red lower lip, my aroused almond-shaped eyes darting around—a romantic, ornate double-decker carousel.

"Do you like it?" he whispered in my ear, his voice gentle and tender, like a breeze blowing into my heart.

"I like it." I like it so much… A flower bloomed quietly in my heart, delicate yet exuding endless fragrance.

It turned out that he had been carefully observing me every moment, trying to understand my preferences. Such thoughtfulness truly moved me.

But her watery eyes darkened. It was so late, and the carousel was pitch black. She didn't want to go near dark places—she had been afraid of the dark since she was little.

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"It's alright, my wife, look..." he gently coaxed her. Before he finished speaking, a bright light appeared before her, and the double-decker carousel creaked and turned, its melodious music playing along.

"I wish I could become the angel you love in a fairy tale, spreading my arms to become wings to protect you. You must believe, believe that we will be like in fairy tales, where happiness and joy are the ending, writing our ending together..." Guangliang's voice was gentle and elegant, leisurely telling the most beautiful fairy tale.

Bailu carried me to a tall, beautiful white horse, lifting my arms high, my soft body trembling with his strength... his penis "plop" withdrew from my wet, muddy little hole.

Semen mixed with vaginal discharge seized the opportunity, dripping from my flower-like opening in thin, milky-white strands… Just a moment after leaving, it turned from warm to icy cold, dripping and forming long, thin, milky-white, lewd lines…

“Hmm?” I was a little dazed, lifting my face to look at him. For a moment, my opening was free, empty, and I felt quite unaccustomed to it. A tingling, itchy sensation spread across the pink, tender walls of my flower, causing my opening to contract. My mouth opened slightly, and I asked in confusion, “Why… did you pull it out?”

“Didn’t want to?” He placed me on the back of the white horse, his large hands parting my long legs.

“Hmm…” Feeling my soft bottom press against something cool, my brain snapped back to reality—what, what was he doing?

Bai Lu swiftly mounted his horse, facing me as he lifted me up and placed me on his strong, muscular legs. My peach-like bottom left the cold surface and pressed against his pubic bone. The dense thicket of hair made me want to flinch, but the hot, hard object made my movements pause slightly…

I knew all too well that a man in the throes of passion should never be teased.

However, blinded by lust, I forgot to think further—even if I remained still, I was destined not to escape this beast experiencing desire for the first time.

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This position, could it be that he rides the horse, and I ride him?? —How could I have such erotic thoughts?

My face flushed, and I lowered my head, shaking it slightly, trying to shake off the erotic thoughts that filled my mind.

“Wife, what are you thinking about? Nodding like a chick pecking at rice?” He looked at me amusedly, one of his large hands restlessly climbing up to my breasts, pinching my plump, white nipples.

"..." Angry, you're the little chick, your whole family are little chicks

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Uh... But, his firm, huge little penis is pressed against my cute little sister, rubbing it passionately... The pink mushroom is tightly pressed against the tender pink pearl, eagerly comparing sizes...

All the erotic scenes in my mind are actually happening in reality... How embarrassing... But I can't help wanting to respond, to gain more tingling pleasure.

Mmm... His big mushroom brushed against my slightly open little hole... I really want to bite it, hold it tightly and not let go... Unfortunately, it got away... Mmm... If I swallowed it, what a wonderful feeling it would be!

But it's smooth, big and hard to handle, I can't get it to kiss... It's so disobedient... Does it like playing so much? ...Then, my lord, I, your wife, will accompany you to the very end... Her

round little buttocks pressed against his, swaying gracefully and charmingly... Her little hole, both welcoming and resisting, rubbed against his long, thick penis, moving back and forth... Her pink pearl followed his two testicles, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, circling around, performing a close and passionate dance...

His breathing grew heavier, his hot breath spraying onto my long, elegant neck, stimulating the sensitive skin there. A shiver, indescribable, swept across my collarbone, sending a tingling sensation up my spine.

I couldn't help but sway, trying to escape his breath attack. However, his large hand tightly gripped my breasts, kneading them wantonly, as if addicted…

His long index and middle fingers pinched the peach blossom on my snow-white, full breasts, kneading it up and down, back and forth, until the rosy nipples, unable to withstand the ravages, trembled and swelled. Only then did he slightly loosen his grip on one side, caressing the other high, soft, snow-white, full breast…

A tingling, itchy sensation came from my breasts, making me want to press against his firm chest, to caress them heavily and wantonly… But I was in his hands, unable to resist…

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Having suffered a loss up there, I was determined to take advantage of him down there.

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My soft, pale hands traced patterns on his firm chest, brushing past his narrow waist and bouncy abdomen, shyly touching that dense, black bush… Each hair was rather prickly, stiff, and wet with glistening, lustful fluid, tickling my playful little hands…

Ah… He actually bit my fragrant shoulder… took a deep breath… and even extended his tongue for a passionate lick…

My little hands no longer hesitated, accurately grasping… His enormous member, incredibly hard and hot, swelled slightly in my palm, eager to move, sliding back and forth quite consciously…

My delicate fingertips gently caressed its massive head, playing with it tenderly: smooth as fine silk, burning hot like a freshly forged iron pestle… My delicate fingertips occasionally touched that long, thin slit, tracing it from left to right, then from right to left… Playfully mimicking the movements of his large hands, I tried to spread my fingers wide, pinching the unruly member, squeezing and massaging it with varying pressure…

“Huff… huff… what a… tormenting little devil…” His heavy breaths sprayed onto my fragrant shoulder, and he sucked hard again, leaving two dark red flower marks.

“Ugh… a little painful…” I shook my fragrant shoulder, trying to escape his wolfish clutches, but my little white rabbits were being ravaged. His large hands kneaded them forcefully, squeezing out different shapes, teasing wave after wave of tingling, soreness.

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However he exerted himself on top, I followed along below, learning from him.

My little hands cautiously grasped his large penis, stroking it up and down, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, occasionally caressing the hard, round mushroom... But it was so disobedient, either desperately poking at my little palms, or constantly trying to slip out to seek its freedom...

It didn't seem to realize that even freedom couldn't compare to the pleasure I gave it...

No, it was so disobedient, it needed a proper punishment.

My little hands left his iron rod and found two huge testicles in a damp thicket, carefully touching them. The penis bounced, standing even straighter, a trickle of precum seeping from the slit, as if crying in grievance.

"I've got your weakness!" I grinned smugly, my small hands confidently grasping my two round breasts, stroking them left and right...

Suddenly

, a large, hot hand covered mine, seemingly trying to stop me, yet reluctant to let go. In this agonizing struggle, I heard his voice in my ear,

"...Hoo...My wife has rested enough...I didn't notice...I neglected you...It's my fault..." He breathed heavily, his teeth clenched, and fiercely promised, "I will definitely make it up to you..."

He pinned my small hands behind my back, one large hand gripping them tightly, skillfully trapping them behind my back. The perfect pressure rendered my hands immobile, yet without causing any pain...

This position made my breasts rise higher, pressing closer to his firm chest, my soft, round breasts clinging sweetly to his chest, obediently resting against his two rosy mounds...

Pink peach blossoms versus round little nipples, who wins?

—A thought flashed through my mind, and I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Mmm..." The hard, enormous penis slammed into my vagina, mercilessly thrusting deep into the very core of my being. The rounded tip of the penis pressed against my tender cervix, sending waves of tingling, pleasurable pleasure through me...

My entire core was stretched open by the scalding iron rod, swollen, almost bursting... An indescribable feeling, a mixture of pleasure and tingling... An unbearable emptiness, yet I dared not make a move... Ha...

He buried himself deep inside, and before I could adjust, the penis withdrew slightly, then thrust in again, fiercely and powerfully slamming into my core once more. The large tip pressed against that sensitive spot, rotating restlessly... My tender core, tingling and numb from his forceful thrusts, had to endure the repeated impacts, and I couldn't help but weakly release vaginal fluid, gushing out like a spring

...

"Gently...gently...it's too heavy..." I gasped, my small hands tucked behind my back, unable to break free.

"My wife, just enjoy it...I will do my best..." he emphasized again, his large hand gripping even tighter, pulling me closer to him. His other hand held my slender waist, holding my soft body in place to prevent me from escaping.

But how could I escape?

My little hole was occupied by his huge, hard, domineering penis, thrusting in and out forcefully, fully penetrating. Each time, his two round testicles slapped against the outer edge of my flower, our pubic hairs intertwined, wet and glistening, black hair mixed with slightly curly brown-gold hairs, passionately entwined like amorous vines...

"Ugh...ha...too deep..." His penis plunged straight in, thrusting heavily, circling fiercely, rubbing against the tender inner walls until they were slightly engorged with blood, yet stirring up indescribable pleasure, making me feel like I was in heaven.

"Hoo...hoo...do you like it?" he pressed, his penis mischievously withdrawing and rubbing provocatively against the outside of her flower-like opening.

"Hurry...come in..." Her peach-like buttocks swayed seductively, rubbing against his legs again and again, silently pleading. Seeing that he was unmoved, her eager little hole gushed out more fluid, gushing out in streams, making his lower body wet, warm, sticky, and slippery...

"Do you like me...to fuck you hard...my wife?" he asked wickedly, uttering shameful words.

I like it...but...I absolutely won't...tell you...hoo...hoo...ha...uh...

I thought to myself...My little white rabbit, feeling a little empty and numb, rubbed heavily against his chest, the skin touching as if by magic, sparking waves of pleasure.

The thirsty little hole kept contracting slightly, opening and closing like a shy flower bud, faintly emitting a delicate fragrance, swaying gently as if trying to attract the penis.

But after waiting for a while, the eager penis refused to enter, and a spasm of emptiness deep inside the flower core, an unbearable tingling and soreness made me arch my body uncontrollably—it

's so uncomfortable...so uncomfortable...I want to hold a huge penis in my mouth...I want a round end to poke at the cervix...I can't hold back...I can't hold back anymore...um...

so...if the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to the mountain.

The little hole chased after the rubbing penis, wanting to swallow it all, its alluring flesh clinging to the warm, fragrant juices, glistening and smooth...

Chapter 144 The Beast's Wish Fulfilled 7~ Gao Wan

was incredibly lucky; the wickedly sliding mushroom-shaped tip was caught off guard and was sucked into the tearful little hole.

How could it easily let go of its prey?

The moist little hole tightly gripped the enormous, hard penis, its long, winding passage contracting and slowly devouring it, gradually taking the entire penis inside.

"Mmm... Ah..." So comfortable... So satisfying...

The inexplicable itching sensation floating inside my vagina was soothed by the hot, hard penis... The enormous member entered my tight, enchanting vagina, throbbing like a lively heart... beating rhythmically...

"Wife... Ah... I... love you..." He confessed earnestly, his penis throbbing restlessly, as if trying to churn my tender vagina violently.

His beautiful voice drifted gently in my ear like a cloud, and I couldn't help but look up. My watery eyes met his, sparkling like beautiful, delicate crystals, filled with intense desire.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..." My red lips parted slightly, and I screamed intermittently, unable to utter a single word.

...He actually started thrusting heavily—his hot penis, ignoring the tender pleas of my vagina, insisted on pulling out completely, bringing out a ring of pink and tender flesh... Before my vagina could react, he thrust in fiercely again, with a heavy thud, the large mushroom head hitting the cervix, rubbing it lightly and heavily for a moment, then quickly pulling out...

An indescribable tingling pleasure surged during the thrusting of his penis, like waves sweeping across my body, then rippling back, returning to the secret passage, concentrating at the cervix...

And yet, the cervix was being teased by him with varying degrees of lightness and heaviness, causing a mix of soreness, soothing pleasure, and intense joy... The feeling of being on the verge of ecstasy converged, leaving my mind blank...

"Is it...comfortable?" he asked breathlessly, the huge thing beneath him becoming even more ferocious, thrusting again and again, almost tearing through my mysterious, fragrant, and moist vagina.

"Ha...ha...mmm...uh...hoo..." So comfortable...

As the rocking horse slowly turned, our bodies bounced up and down gently, while our bodies entwined wildly, thrusting fiercely. The sounds of our lovemaking grew faster and faster, and our mixed fluids were splashed into a gush, staining everything... an indescribable scene of lewdness and wantonness...

...

Mmm...My little hole has been fiercely penetrated hundreds of times, feeling soft and sensitive. Even the slightest touch can trigger a spasm, gripping the penis even tighter, sucking deeply, bite by bite...

The unbearable emptiness is filled by the fierce penis...The endless soreness is pushed away by the mushroom-shaped tip...The intense itch is soothed by the thick, massive thing...

The monstrous, thick penis deeply occupies the narrow flower path, deliberately visiting every spot, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, up and down, left and right, grinding and circling, again and again, each time more forceful and fierce than the last, almost tearing the little hole apart...

"Huff...huff...huff..."

"Ha...ah...um..."

The heavy, rapid breathing mixed with soft, delicate moans, like a beautiful melody, lingering and endless as the carousel turns.

"

...Ah...Husband...Ah...You've broken it..." I screamed, my body stiffening like a bow carved from white jade.

A series of rapid spasms erupted in my vagina, wave after wave, like the surging tide of the Qiantang River, surging forth... My entire flower core felt like a pool of spring water touched by a spark, ripples spreading, layers of tingling pleasure spreading... My deep flower path began to spasm violently from the inside out, gripping the thick, hot, menacing penis tightly, sucking it deeply, bite by bite...

"Ugh...I'm going to cum..." He breathed heavily, unable to withstand the soul-stirring tightness, his penis swelled, increasing speed and force, thrusting fiercely and domineeringly into the depths of my flower core ten times, then with a fierce thrust, the mushroom-shaped tip forced open the tight cervix, penetrating deep into the untouched depths of my flower core, and with a jolt, gushed out streams of hot, turbid, powerful semen...

...

Chapter 145 The truth will out.

The first time I came to the amusement park with Bailu, I had a wonderful time. Although my body was weak and I almost collapsed, a bright smile bloomed on my delicate face, and my beautiful voice was slightly hoarse from screaming with abandon—tired but happy.

However, I never expected that we would come here again so soon, in this way, in this loving posture, to once again enjoy these extremely romantic and thrilling games.

This time, my body was weak and limp, a shy blush spread across my delicate face, and my beautiful voice was slightly hoarse from uncontrollable gasps and screams—extremely tired, but also extremely pleasurable.

The biggest difference was that my tight, deep, and intoxicating little hole was now wet and slightly swollen from being pounded by his thick, huge, and

ferocious penis. It was filled with the love fluids of both of us, slowly sliding down the inside of my fair and slender legs, a scene of utter debauchery... I can't forget the last time I returned home, when the furious Bai Qi cornered me in the bathroom and wantonly ravaged me again and again until he had drained all my energy. His hot penis was still thrusting domineeringly in and out of my flower hole... It was like punishment, or dissatisfaction, or fear... He wouldn't let me go no matter what... He took me again and again...

I remember that day when Bai Lu's urgent knocking on the door gradually stopped... I remember those heartbroken, dewy eyes, misty with tears, staring at me in pain... So sad, I felt it as if my whole heart had been shattered.

...

At this moment, Bailu was not only my husband in words, but also my husband in the true sense—he came out and rescued me without hesitation in my most helpless moment...although the method was quite embarrassing to talk about

...his penis thoroughly visited my most mysterious private parts, probing every sensitive spot, and penetrating the deepest, most tender core of my flower...

But, Bailu, and Baiqi...Bailu and me...Baiqi and me...

how should I face such a complicated relationship?

Should I face Baiqi's raging anger again? Face that endless pleasure and torment?

I fear that this time, Baiqi, consumed by jealousy, will not let me off so easily.

...

I opened my eyes, my mind still a little blurry, but before me was a warm scene.

Bright sunlight, in rays, slanted down around me, like beautiful little elves, playfully leaping, full of life.

I blinked, unable to resist reaching out my small hand to try and catch a ray of light.

But my entire arm was sore and limp, resting on the soft bed. After several attempts, I couldn't lift it, and I gave up somewhat discouraged.

...

Beside me, I heard steady, long breathing. I turned my head, and a handsome face, like something out of a landscape painting, came into view. Indescribably exquisite, his closed eyes formed an elegant line, his long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly, his nose was high, and his lips were pale...

They say thin lips indicate a fickle heart, and I couldn't help but be slightly distracted, as if bewitched. My small hand slowly reached towards his beautiful, thin lips, like a nimble snake, silently gliding towards the legendary sacred fruit, wanting to steal a kiss without making a sound.

Suddenly, the air turned frigid. The playful sunlight from before transformed into beams of fiery gaze, shining directly on me, scorching and oppressive, making my heart race with unease.

I dared not look up, my small hand seemingly frozen in place, unable to move forward or backward. My whole heart pounded with anxiety, like a snow-white rabbit hiding within, being viciously stared at by a terrifying hunter, firmly fixed by the dark barrel of a gun… A nameless fear spread through my heart.

"Don't look back, don't look..." a resolute voice whispered in my heart, yet my eyes involuntarily darted towards the source of that burning, piercing gaze—Bai Qi leaned against the doorway, his expression gloomy, silently staring at me, motionless, as if petrified. But a boundless rage emanated from him like scorching sunlight.

...What a terrifying gaze! The intense pressure rendered me immobile. My beautiful face turned deathly pale, my breath almost stopped, and my pearly white teeth bit my full, red lips, like a pitiful rabbit cornered.

What to do? What to do? How to explain? Should I explain? Senior Bai Qi... will he tear me in two?

In my panic, suddenly, he strode forward, his powerful hand reaching out to grab me

—No!!! No!!! Ah

…no, no! Underneath the thin silk quilt, I was completely naked, like a naked mermaid.

But how could my thoughts prevail over his actions?

He pursed his thin lips, furiously grabbing the quilt and yanking it hard…

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