[Fantasy] Savage Prisoner (Complete) - 34-36

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Chapter 111 A Sensual Promise ~ 5 High

"Mmm...ha..." Sensitively feeling slender fingers inserting into the soft flower cave, lightly wiping and deeply teasing inside the secret passage, constantly thrusting in and out, uncontrollable moans quietly overflowing from the rosy little mouth...

His fingers suddenly curved slightly, forming a hook shape, hooking the tender and sensitive soft flesh, rubbing heavily, forcefully thrusting in, like a magic wand, bringing endless pleasure.

A tingling sensation traveled from his fingertips to my cave, drawing out endless spring water, endless pleasure.

My little cave tightly gripped his fingers, wanting to swallow them whole...but it couldn't resist his rapid thrusting, surrendering, trembling and writhing, releasing more flower fluid, lingeringly enveloping the slender fingers.

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"Mmm...ah...um...senior...senior...please..." Soft voices lingered in my ears, hoarse and lazy, carrying a soft plea.

"Do you like it?" he asked. The movements of his hands quickened.

"I like it... um... I like it so much..." I answered, my mind hazy. I grasped his large hand, swaying my slender waist to meet his movements.

"If you like it... that's good..." He smiled mischievously, then abruptly withdrew his finger before finishing his sentence.

"Ah... ha... it tickles... it hurts..." I gripped his hand tightly, my legs involuntarily rubbing together, moaning softly, my eyes gazing at him with watery intensity, seducing him.

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The orgasms in my vagina came in waves, one after another, until I reached the climax, when he withdrew his finger, abruptly interrupting me...

My vagina writhed and contracted incessantly, yet I couldn't stop the profound emptiness and soreness, the itchy feeling filling my entire vagina... I longed for a big, hard penis to poke and thrust inside me...

"Don't rush..." He chuckled softly, lifting me out of the bathtub and placing me on the sink. My little bottom sat on it, my legs spread apart by his large hands, revealing my wet pubic hair to him...

The pink clitoris, barely concealed, was slightly swollen, and my vagina trembled uncontrollably from the cold marble surface, like a bewitching datura flower, blooming quietly.

He bent down, his handsome face close to my tender, tight vulva, gazing intently, unable to resist exclaiming, "What a beautiful vulva... so small and open... constantly opening and closing before my eyes... revealing wisps of soft, red flesh... Is this... trying to seduce me?"

His breath brushed against the outside of my vulva, sending a shiver down my sensitive skin.

Suddenly, something warm and moist enveloped my clitoris.

It was... a tongue?

"Senior?" I screamed, a jolt running through my entire body... a tickling sensation spread across my inner thighs, and tiny bumps appeared on the delicate skin of my flat stomach.

I tried to struggle, but his large hands held my legs tightly, preventing me from moving.

His warm, agile tongue gently touched my clitoris, teasing it relentlessly, an unprecedented tingling sensation washing over my pink vulva, indescribable and beyond words. His pale lips drew near, parted slightly, and took the slightly swollen pearl into his mouth, gently sucking and kissing it deeply, arousing waves of pleasure… His soft yet powerful tongue scraped over the pearl, circling it left and right, stirring up waves of endless heat…

“No… don’t do this… senior…” she gasped softly, her slender waist swaying rhythmically, her buttocks slightly raised, welcoming his tongue.

Her little hole trembled slightly, both frightened and excited, expectantly releasing more fluid. Slippery, wet, lustful fluid flowed silently from her secret path, slowly trickling down her outer edge, without a sound.

“Little fox, I’m fulfilling my promise. You should enjoy it.” Bai Qi moved away slightly, mischievously blowing a breath onto her flower hole, watching the pink penis contract and relax as if startled, and chuckled.

"You little slut, your juices are flowing everywhere. The clear watermarks on your little chrysanthemum make it even cuter." His deep, intoxicating voice, like red wine, was slightly hoarse as he uttered obscene and lewd words.

"Don't look..." I covered my eyes with my delicate, white hands, half shy and half conflicted, refusing to look at Bai Qi beneath me.

—So shameful, such a private place, being watched, played with, and caressed like this, my little hole felt hot and sore, with an itchy emptiness. ...Even my shameful chrysanthemum was completely seen... Ugh...

Although my eyes were completely covered, only a faint red glow peeked through my fingers, my two adorable ears were left unprotected, forced to accept his constant smacking of praise—lewd words coated in sugar.

"Rose, your pussy is beautiful and clever, it even understands what I say..." he teased, "shyly seducing me, blooming alluringly before me..."

"Don't say that..." I blushed and pleaded softly.

As his deep voice uttered those wicked descriptions, a strange excitement welled up inside me, uncontrollable. A faint, almost imperceptible smile crept onto my lips.

"Little pussy, don't rush, I'll comfort you soon..." His breath grew closer, and before the words were even finished, his incredibly agile tongue aimed at my tight pussy, slipping inside as it silently opened.

"Mmm..." A gasp escaped my lips as I swallowed half of it, my pearly white teeth biting my pink lower lip, my delicate face tilting slightly back.

His slippery tongue, like a nimble snake, swiftly and skillfully glided across the outer edge of her vulva, plunging straight into her tight, tender flower-like opening

. Parting the soft flesh of the entrance, it slipped into the fragrant passage, wantonly teasing and churning, bringing wave after wave of ecstatic pleasure. "Mmm...ha...no...no..." Her large, watery eyes were misty, overwhelmed by

the intense pleasure, slightly flushed, making one want to hold her close and ravage her. Her long, straight, beautiful legs were taut and raised high, trembling slightly... Her buttocks were held down, unable to move, her plump vulva unable to withstand the intense stimulation, opening and closing incessantly... The tender flesh inside couldn't escape, pursued by his nimble tongue, wantonly licking and writhing...

"Do you want to break my tongue?" he asked maliciously, withdrawing his tongue.

"No...no...huff..." Taking advantage of the lull, she gasped for breath, desperately trying to escape the suffocating waves of pleasure.

"You like it that much? You keep saying you want it? Well, there's no way around it...okay...I'll satisfy you." His deep voice revealed utter helplessness and deep indulgence.

His thin lips approached her flower, pressed against it, and sucked hard, a powerful suction drawing out the lustful fluids from her core, all of which flowed into his mouth.

"So fragrant...so sweet..." he exclaimed in admiration.

"Mmm... Senior..." An unprecedented pleasure surged from the depths of my flower, spreading through my body like an electric current, rushing to my brain, wave after wave of overwhelming waves, almost drowning me...

He sucked and kissed me vigorously, his tongue mimicking the rhythm of thrusting, moving back and forth...

"Mmm... Ha... No... No more... Let me go... Ah... Mmm..." My rosy lips moaned wildly, my voice growing hoarse, from fluent words to broken phrases, each sound melodious and alluring. My

soft, beautiful body trembled, my breasts bounced up and down, my waist swayed gracefully like a willow in the wind, my white toes were pointed straight up high...

A large stream of fragrant nectar gushed from the depths of my flower...

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My whole body felt limp, a faint blush rising to my skin. My waist was weak, my legs numb. I leaned helplessly against the bathtub, letting him wash me clean.

"Rose, it seems you were quite satisfied just now." His dark eyes gazed at me, his pleasant voice like a gurgling spring. He stated the facts calmly.

"No..." My pink lips parted slightly, my voice husky and alluring, tinged with a hint of languor. A slight smile played on my lips, like a kitten that had stolen some cream, utterly satisfied. My soft white hands gently stirred the water in the tub.

"Little vixen, still being stubborn." He lightly kissed me. His large arms encircled my waist, and with a swift movement, he lifted me out of the bathtub.

"What time is it?" I asked casually, stretching out my arms and lazily wrapping them around his neck.

"I don't know." Refreshed and full of energy, Bai Qi strode towards the bathroom door and said, "Open the door."

"You can't open it?" I asked lazily.

"My hands are currently cradling a little vixen, how do I open it?" A pair of large, burning hands suggestively squeezed my breasts and full buttocks. He feigned sudden realization: "...Or are you trying to seduce me, implying that you weren't satisfied just now, and want to have another round with me in this bathroom?"

...This narcissistic and despicable man. I sighed inwardly, feeling utterly speechless, as I reached for the lock. It

was pitch black outside.

Stepping from light into darkness, my eyes couldn't handle the sudden shock; I couldn't see anything.

"Wife, it's 4:30 AM." A faint, ethereal voice came from the left. I was startled and quickly turned my head to look, but all I could see was darkness; I couldn't see anyone.

But I knew: Bailu must have heard my cries for help. From her initial anxious pounding on the door to her weak leaning against it, listening to the lewd words, moans, and the sounds of flesh slapping and thrusting inside… she listened for four or five hours straight…

Her small hands gripped Baiqi tightly, her pinkish-white fingernails turning slightly white. A deep sense of guilt suddenly welled up inside me, wave after wave, gradually filling my entire heart… My eyes lowered, desperately trying to control myself, no longer searching for him.

His words from earlier echoed in my ears, his ethereal voice carrying deep weariness and a hint of helplessness, calm yet profound, like the calm before a storm.

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“Wife, get some rest.” He added with concern. His tone was gentle, his deep male voice softly urging.

“Mm.” Baiqi waited for my reply. He gripped me tightly with both hands, his fingers digging into my soft flesh, a little painful, and strode back to the bedroom.

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Tonight, on this vast bed, only Bai Qi is by my side; Bai Lu is nowhere to be seen.

The soft, feather-like pillow has lost its allure, leaving me tossing and turning, unable to sleep. The silky-smooth sheets are a tangled mess from my constant tossing and turning.

I'm clearly tired, yet I can't fall asleep. My heart is heavy, an indescribable weight, as if filled with heavy water, churning and bubbling with every turn. If I don't turn, it feels swelling, almost bringing tears to my eyes.

And then there's that dream in the bathroom. A strange dream.

The misty, cloud-shrouded scenery, the enchanting drizzle...that ancient, rustic stone bridge, so elegant and refined...those graceful, alluring willow branches, swaying with captivating charm...and that call, that broad, strong chest, those long arms tightly embracing me, those large hands freely covering my ample bosom...that inexplicable heartache and overwhelming joy

...

"What are you doing?" A long, slender leg suddenly pressed heavily against me. Bai Qi leaned closer, his dark eyes gleaming as he stared at me. His deep voice held a hint of anger as he aggressively questioned,

"It's so late, why aren't you asleep?... Weren't you exhausted and drowsy just now?... Now you're lying in bed, tossing and turning instead of sleeping?... What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about Bai Lu?... You keep calling him 'husband'? What about me?... Haven't you two gone crazy enough today?... Or did I take advantage of you in the bathroom, and when you came out and saw he was unhappy, you regretted it??"

"What business is it of yours whether I sleep or not?" I retorted angrily, my voice high-pitched, stiff, and clearly defiant.

His shout only added fuel to the fire of my already chaotic mood. All the pent-up frustration exploded in a flash, creating a huge, dark mushroom cloud that surged into my head.

"You've had your fun, so why aren't you sleeping? What business is it of yours if I toss and turn? What business is it of yours who I think about?" My voice grew louder and louder; since we were arguing anyway, I might as well yell back.

"What did you say?! It's none of my business, but none of Bailu's business?! Remember this: you're my girlfriend!!! Not Bailu's girlfriend!!!...If I don't care about you, who will?...You think you're right to think about someone other than me?" His voice wasn't loud, but it was full of force.

"Your girlfriend? I'm not good enough for her!!... As your girlfriend, I have to endure having my intimate moments witnessed by a third person who has no connection to me??... What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that??... Didn't you let Bailu come and watch first??... Don't play dumb. Have you forgotten, or do you think I don't remember at all??" A wave of heat surged through my mind, breaching the dam of reason and fueling my anger.

"What do you remember?" His voice suddenly turned low and dark, filled with unspoken threat and a hint of barely perceptible panic.

Unfortunately, I was too enraged to notice his change in demeanor.

"What I remember is none of your business??... Baiqi, I remember your twin game vividly. I'll never forget it." When arguing, it's the moment when we lose our temper and dredge up old grievances. We bring up whatever hurts the most.

"So what if I remember?... No matter what methods I used, you're mine, you'll be mine for life." He declared fiercely.

"Forget it, who knows how long this passion of yours will last? Let's part ways amicably and break up sooner rather than later." Suddenly, I felt utterly exhausted, the thought of breaking up surfaced in my mind, and I blurted it out without thinking.

"You wish!! You want to kick me to the curb and go find Bailu right away??" His voice suddenly rose, an unspoken threat lurking within.

"This has nothing to do with Bailu." This argument revealed the most important and insurmountable chasm—the shadow of my twin son in my heart, and his deep-seated distrust of me.

"Nothing to do with you?? You've only been with Bailu for a few days? And you've changed?? You're completely bewitched by him…you fickle woman!!!"

His words were like a sharp sword, piercing my heart. Fickle…So I am fickle?…Just because he easily got me, just because I never refused his advances?…He labels me fickle?

"I'm promiscuous?... And you? You flirt everywhere, leaving your mark everywhere, then what are you?? A chauvinistic stud pig!!!"

"You..." He was furious, his thin lips pressed tightly together, his dark, starry eyes fixed on me, almost devouring me whole.

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Chapter 113 Fierce Struggle

"Hmph!!!" Her almond-shaped eyes fell on the exquisite and elegant wall lamp, not even glancing at him.

"Very well, very well, now that you have Bailu, your wings have hardened, and you want to fly?" He laughed bitterly, his anger barely a whisper. He stared intently at me, his focused gaze like that of a raging black panther eyeing its prey, ready to tear it apart and devour it whole.

"Hmph!!!" I scoffed, ignoring him completely.

"Want to fly? I'll break your wings and see how high you can fly!!!" he declared arrogantly, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable, blazing with fury like the raging fire of hell.

Hearing his words, my mind went blank, a surge of rage almost engulfing me: "Break my wings? Imprison my freedom?... Baiqi, I hate you!!!! I hate you!!!! I hate you!!!!"

I screamed, kicking away his leg that was on top of me, leaping off the bed, and running towards the door in a few strides, wanting nothing more than to escape this awful man and never see him again.

He wants to break my wings? No way!!! I won't give him that chance!!! I want to fly freely like a wild goose to my...my...

Just as my little hand touched the armrest and opened the door, a tearing pain suddenly surged in my brain, so fierce that I stumbled and fell heavily towards the door.

"Wife, be careful." A pair of large hands pulled me into a broad, warm embrace, holding me tightly. A voice as ethereal as heavenly music rang in my ears, and a large hand gently stroked my head, quickly easing the agonizing pain in my brain.

"Husband..." A soft, weak whisper escaped my lips, my pink lips slightly pursed, stopping the sob that was about to escape.

All the grievances rushed to my heart, my eyes stung, and misty tears quickly condensed into crystal beads, as if torn apart, falling incessantly down my beautiful cheeks. "

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My woman doesn't need your comfort!!" A deep, resonant voice, like fine wine, sounded behind me, slightly hoarse, calm yet brimming with boundless rage. Bai Qi silently appeared beside me, pulling me into his arms and holding me tightly, preventing me from struggling.

"Who's your woman?! Let me go... Husband!! Help me... Let me go... Husband..." I cried out for help, my almond-shaped eyes filled with tears, gazing pitifully at Bai Qi; my hands gripped Bai Qi's arms tightly, pulling hard, my slender fingers scratching his arms, leaving red marks—the tips of his fingers had been trimmed a few days ago, smooth and rounded, but not sharp enough, only like a kitten without long nails, scratching for fun, without any real harm.

"Bai Qi!! Get away... stay away from me... ugh..." Before I could finish my fierce warning, a large hand gripped my chin tightly, twisting it back and swallowing the rest of my words.

A pair of hot, moist lips covered my red lips. A tongue forcefully forced its way through my soft lips, nimbly slipping into my mouth, entwining with my soft, fragrant tongue, licking fiercely, greedily sucking, devouring every last drop of nectar from my mouth, even the air within, fiercely swirling it all away.

My mind was a blur, the feeling of oxygen deprivation painful and unbearable, yet a tingling, numbing pleasure coursed through my tongue. These complex sensations intertwined, indescribable.

"My wife..." A plaintive voice snapped me back from my reverie. My eyes met a pair of alluring, dewy eyes, bright and vibrant, like a datura flower blooming eerily in hell.

Heartbroken, yet not entirely heartbroken... a silent worry, yet containing a hint of helplessness... helplessness and panic, yet displaying a resolute determination.

A faint smile played on his lips, like a cornflower blooming serenely. His

tearful eyes, brimming with unspoken words, gazed intently at me for a moment.

Then, he turned and resolutely left.

That faint smile, out of sight, transformed into a sinister, alluring smile, blooming silently and imperceptibly.

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My misty almond-shaped eyes blinked slightly, struggling to hold back the overflowing tears. My tongue hooked around his, drawing it into my mouth, passionately sucking and licking. When he wasn't looking, I bit down hard with my teeth, a metallic, bloody taste quickly filling my mouth.

"Ugh..." Bai Qi cried out in pain, his tongue slightly withdrawing, trying to pull back, but it changed its mind at my lips, forcefully invading again, pressing against my palate, licking back and forth, the bright red, bloody droplets blooming on his tongue raging between my lips and tongue.

"Huff... Ugh... Ugh..." No... Get away...

He pushed his tongue away, pressing it against my lips, panting, "Don't you like my blood? Then... I'll let you taste it to your heart's content."

"Get away!! I don't... like... Ugh... You think you're Tang Sanzang's flesh..." Can eating your flesh grant immortality? I glared at him fiercely, gritting my teeth.

"My Jade Rabbit spirit, I wonder if you're satisfied with my flesh?" He followed the lead, acting like a spoiled child.

"Get away!! I'm not yours. I want my husband. I don't want you." My large eyes searched around, but I couldn't find Bai Lu.

"Isn't your husband me?" His voice suddenly turned cold, the smile on his handsome face vanished, as gloomy as a summer storm brewing.

"My husband is Bai Lu, not you, you pervert." I wasn't afraid of his sudden change in expression, I scratched him fiercely, determined to break free from his control.

"Looks like you haven't figured out who your husband is yet?" he said coldly and fiercely, his large hand lifting the thin, gauze-like nightgown, erotically caressing it, moving upwards along my smooth, fragrant thigh.

"Don't touch me, I hate you!!!! Bai Lu... husband... um..." That damned finger actually slid directly to my private parts, grabbing the soft hair and pulling hard, the pain and numbness spreading rapidly throughout my body with his touch.

"Quickly, tell me, who is your husband?" His fingers rubbed back and forth along the outer edge of my flower bud. Not only did it generate heat, but it also produced a tingling pleasure, spreading a tingling itch of desire.

"Bai Qi... I hate you..." My slender waist swayed, my round buttocks rocked back and forth, constantly moving, trying to escape his mischievous fingers.

"Hate me?...Your spring water has flowed so much...Your little hole is opening and closing, chasing my fingertips...I see, your body likes it very much..." The cold tone teased, the lewd words unbearable to hear, unable to conceal the deadly anger and churning lust within.

The slender fingertips found the hidden pink pearl and pressed hard.

"Mmm...So numb..." The little mouth involuntarily moaned, soft and delicate, making one's heart itch unbearably.

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's pearly white teeth bit down on the rosy little mouth, forcibly swallowing the soft moan that was about to enter...Crimson blushes like flower petals flew up on her cheeks, delicate and beautiful...The eyes shimmered, alluring and seductive, sparkling...

"It seems that the jade rabbit spirit in my arms has fallen in love." In the cold, frozen voice, the intense fire of lust burned fiercely.

"I hate you... I hate you... Bai Qi!!!! Let me go right now!!!!" My small body was tightly bound by him, unable to move, but my red lips were still free, and I protested loudly.

I felt incredibly wronged: anyone would be aroused by such teasing, especially someone like me... with a sensitive body accustomed to nightly lovemaking, but... why can he say such things so smugly? -- The one who presses on top of me every night, wantonly seeking pleasure... isn't that Bai Qi??

It's clearly him who deliberately teases me, stimulates me, ravages me... and then pushes all the blame onto me.

And… if… if my husband were to tease me like this… I would also… be aroused… be so thirsty… No, my relationship with Bailu was purely platonic. He's clearly still a child, how could I have such wicked thoughts?

“Little slut, what are you thinking about? So focused?” My fingers suddenly withdrew, and a hard, hot, huge thing burrowed under my skirt, pressed tightly against my inner thighs, sliding back and forth along the outer edge of my vulva a few times, tinged with the scent of spring, wet and slippery, stubbornly trying to burrow into my little hole.

The mushroom-shaped tip squeezed in at an angle, the large, round end threatening my tight, slightly swollen vulva, letting it open and close, kissing it with a mixture of fear and pleasure, bewitching it.

“What I’m thinking… what’s it to you? Get away… don’t touch me… husband… save me…” Suppressing the moan that was about to escape my lips, my small hands, like bamboo shoots, flailed twice, barely managing to touch the wooden wall.

"It seems... women shouldn't be pampered too much... otherwise the consequences will be like what you're experiencing now... I really don't know who your master is anymore!!!"

Before he finished speaking, he pinned me against the wooden wall beside him, his tall, hot body pressed tightly against me, his enormous member slamming heavily into my soft, tight, unprepared little hole.

A tearing pain emanated from my not-yet-fully-wet flower, an indescribable discomfort. It wasn't like being forcibly torn apart, but rather the slightly dry, tender flesh inside my hole being pushed apart by his penis, sticking awkwardly to the hot, iron-like shaft, being deeply pulled with each thrust...

"Ugh... Bai Qi... get out..." I gasped, my feigned fierce voice broken and intermittent, yet possessing a unique charm.

"How do you roll? I only know how to thrust... like this, slowly pulling out... then ramming in hard?" The penis slowly withdrew, clinging to a layer of tender, red flesh, pulling it outwards, bringing a bittersweet pleasure. Before the little hole could react, it rammed in with lightning speed, forcefully squeezing the tender flesh clinging to it back into the tight, enchanting little hole, leaving traces of spring water.

"Ugh... ha... ha..." The little mouth couldn't speak, only breathing heavily, clearly feeling the little hole below suddenly constrict, tightly gripping the large penis, greedily enjoying the tingling pleasure it brought.

But a sliver of reason remained in her mind, she was arguing with Bai Qi... he said he would... break her wings...

"Or is this more enjoyable? Quickly pulling out... slowly inserting?" he asked, feigning distress. The penis swiftly withdrew from the tight little hole, lazily rubbing against the entrance twice before slowly inserting its mushroom-shaped tip, parting the soft inner walls. Pushing against the trickling flow of vaginal fluid, it slowly penetrated, conquering and plunging inward, invading the entire private, moist passage until it reached the untouched cervix.

"It's not... good..." I stubbornly replied, a wave of weakness washing over my legs. If he hadn't pressed me tightly against the wall behind me, I probably would have already turned into a puddle of spring water... just like the vaginal fluid, uncontrollably flowing down.

"Still being stubborn, you're biting so tightly, taking it in so deeply... Huff... Huff... The more I talk about it, the more excited you get... You're such a slutty little slut... Huff... You're squeezing so tight, is it... that you want me to ejaculate inside your womb sooner?... You miss my seed that much?... Don't rush... I'll ejaculate it all into you later... Huff... You're biting even tighter..."

He slammed me against the wall, his penis began to thrust violently, quickly withdrawing and then slamming in again, fierce and domineering, one thrust after another, without any technique, relying only on brute force, churning inside my vagina, pounding me until I was weak and powerless, moaning incessantly, completely draining away the last shred of reason I had left.

"Pull it out... my little hole... I don't want your... cock... you're the slut... you're the one forcing me... um... ah... ha... it's so numb... so tingly... ooh... slower..."

My little hole was being tightly pushed and rubbed by his cock, it was hot and wet, tingly, pleasurable and sore, my whole body became more sensitive, it seemed that a single thrust could take me to heaven, but he was so fierce and domineering...

"Every time you seduce me... your whole body smells so good... you deliberately wear such thin clothes... your little hole sucks on my cock... so hot... so wet... and you're so good at sucking... huff..."

His breathing became more and more rapid, his big hand grabbed one of my full breasts, teasing it through the thin clothes, rubbing it hard, as if he had a thousand grudges against it, wishing he could ravage it to death, but he always showed mercy, with deep pity.

"It wasn't me... um... don't touch there... every time... it's you... forcing... me... to... do it with... you..."

"You little slut... you're still being stubborn... you're clearly enjoying it so much... um... ha..."

The penis plunged deep into the pink, tender hole, three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, slowly and tantalizingly pounding in, creating waves of pleasure and sparks of delight.

Suddenly, it aimed at the sensitive soft flesh on the left side of the hole, slowly grinding it, up and down, first rubbing it clockwise two or three times, then scraping it counterclockwise three or four times... then suddenly aiming at that spot, pounding it hard, fiercely thrusting, the force almost tearing the hole apart...

"Um... ha... ah..." I liked his gentle treatment, the penis slowly and soothingly pulsating, but I couldn't withstand his sudden brutality, which almost broke me.

He seemed to understand my little secret, first gently teasing me with a tingling sensation, then thrusting hard, turning that tingling sensation into a raging fire of desire…

His strong, narrow buttocks moved rapidly, thrusting his enormous penis fiercely into my vagina again and again, each time hitting my tender cervix, sending waves of tingling, aching pleasure through me.

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“Do you want me to get out?” Bai Qi asked maliciously, his penis pounding incessantly inside me, deeply thrusting and impacting, slamming me heavily against the wall.

“Out…out…hmm…out…” My rosy lips stubbornly protested, unaware that this feigned resistance possessed a unique charm. A hundred turns, delicate and weak, a nightingale’s cry, further aroused the desire to ravage her.

“What a stubborn jade rabbit spirit…so disobedient…she needs to be punished properly…” Hearing this, he was not angry but pleased, his deep, wine-like voice overflowing with endless evil.

His hot, firm chest pressed heavily against my back, pressed tightly together like a mountain, its upper body weight pressing down on me, pushing me further against the wall. His long, strong arms, however, pulled me tightly into his embrace, holding me close without leaving a gap.

A large hand covered my soft breasts, kneading them roughly, his fingertips teasing the pink blossoms at their full tips. Another large hand slid across my flat stomach, reaching my private parts, relentlessly tracing the thick, curly pubic hair...

pressing heavily on the hidden pink clitoris. A surge of intense, tingling pleasure, like a powerful electric current, shot from his fingertips to the tip of the clitoris, quickly sweeping through my entire body...

My vagina involuntarily tightened, gripping the thick, throbbing penis inside, spasming uncontrollably wave after wave. Waves of vaginal fluid gushed from the depths of my flower, washing over the tip of the penis, lasciviously staining it...

The penis swelled even more, thrusting and pounding rapidly and fiercely inside my vagina, withdrawing slightly before ramming in again, forcefully opening my soft, almost broken vagina, deeply probing my cervix, almost piercing my abdomen...

"Ugh...ha...um...ha...it's so numb...so sore...be gentle...I'm about to be...penetrated...by...you..." She cried out in a daze, her delicate voice thick with nasal tones, as if she was about to cry. She was full of grievances, yet incredibly alluring, with a faint magnetic quality lingering in her ears...

"Tell me...who...is fucking your pussy??" His breathing became slightly rapid, and his heavy breath sprayed onto my sensitive skin, which was flushed pink, sending waves of tingling sensations through my shoulders and back.

"Mmm...so good...ha...my little hole...so numb...so hot...it's so deep..." His mind was consumed by the waves of wild pleasure surging within his hole, he could only desperately moan, trying to release the waves of heat, numbness, and weakness throughout his body...

His long, slender legs were stretched straight, like two tender white bamboo shoots... His plump, pink buttocks, like ripe peaches, swayed rhythmically, rubbing against his firm abdomen...

His little hole was glistening with moisture, wet and glistening, waves of spring tide slapping against it with lewd sounds, "plop~~~plop~~~" the sounds echoing in the corridor, drops of spring dew, frothy from being slapped, dripped down, trailing long, thin silver threads, making it even more lewd...

"Tell me quickly...who...is fucking your pussy...??" he demanded fiercely, pulling his penis completely out, leaving the extremely sensitive pussy helplessly spasming, constantly contracting, trying to swallow the huge penis just millimeters away from the entrance...

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"Ugh...ugh...want..." Her little buttocks desperately rubbed against his lower abdomen, feeling the slightly hardened pubic hair scraping against her plump, smooth, jade-like buttocks, stirring up wave after wave of tingling sensations...

Wave after wave of spring water slid down from her pussy, silvery threads slowly sliding down, trailing long, connecting to the tip of the huge penis, incredibly lewd.

A feeling of emptiness welled up from my tight little hole, spasming uncontrollably, wanting to devour the nearby penis. The hot, swollen feeling was almost driving me crazy. My beautiful, slightly swollen little mouth let out alluring moans,

"Ugh...ha...so swollen...so uncomfortable...um...give it to me...want...huff...um...hurry...come in...fuck me...fuck me hard...ha..."

"You...you slutty...jade rabbit spirit...tell me...huff...who's fucking...your hole...um...tell me...tell me...and I'll satisfy...you..."

"Ugh...you...it's you...um..." Hearing his promise, I answered without thinking, my little buttocks twisting and turning, rubbing against his enormous penis, circling and playing with its tip, wanting to devour it whole...but his large hands grabbed my slender waist, holding my soft body firmly.

"Ha...who...tell me...who...come...fuck...your hole..." He pressed on, not giving up until he got his way.

The enormous penis, swollen to the point of bursting, occasionally poked at the incredibly alluring little hole. The wet, fragrant hole leaked droplets of glistening fluid, lazily dripping onto the scalding hot member, slowly sliding down the purplish-black shaft. The tingling, itchy sensation was almost unbearable…

“Insert… into my hole… husband… um… give it to me… insert… ah…” My mind was a blur, layers of pleasure and unbearable emptiness almost driving me mad… What did he ask again? Her little mouth parted slightly,

"...Husband...Husband...Ugh...Save me...Insert...Me...Fuck me...Fuck me...My...Little hole...Ah..."

The monstrous penis, with the force of a sweeping army, fiercely rammed in, filling the empty little hole, smoothing out the layers of wrinkles, deeply thrusting into the tender and tight cervix, causing a tingling, numb sensation, yet also a slight pain, almost tearing her little hole apart...

"Husband...So deep...Ugh...So good...Ugh...My little hole is so...swollen...Put it through...Ha...Ugh...Hmm...Ah...Husband...Ha...Husband..."

Unable to withstand this sudden stimulation, a large gush of clear, transparent spring fluid spurted out, spraying onto the tip of the penis. Under the intense ecstasy and the sudden, intense stimulation of being filled, a violent spasm irresistibly came from the depths of her flower core, tightly biting the iron-like penis, sucking it greedily and satisfyingly, yet intoxicatingly...

"Ugh...you little vixen...biting so tightly...sucking so hard...huff..." he growled through gritted teeth, his penis pressed firmly against my cervix, swollen and throbbing violently several times, ejaculating hot semen like machine gun bullets, shooting deep into my tender flower core...

Chapter 117 Fierce Struggle 6 Slightly

"...huff...huff...I...huff...who is it?" he asked me, panting heavily, his penis ejaculating for several minutes until my vagina was completely filled with his cloudy white seed, before reluctantly softening slightly inside me.

"Bai Qi..." Reason gradually returned to my mind, my small, rosy lips, slightly swollen from excessive kissing, parted slightly, panting softly, exuding a fragrant breath.

A faint pink blush rose on her delicate, jade-like face, beautiful and dazzling, radiant and captivating, making it impossible to look away.

Her slender, fair hands weakly pressed against the exquisitely decorated wall, her smooth, beautiful back pressed against his strong, muscular chest. His thick, enormous penis was still inserted in my incredibly tight, spasming vagina. He seized the opportunity to thrust a few times before reluctantly and slowly withdrawing...

A mixture of cloudy white semen and vaginal fluid slowly overflowed as he pulled out... The slippery, tingling, and itchy sensation made me uncomfortably twist my round little buttocks, slightly clenching my vagina, which was tingling with pleasure and lingering afterglow, trying to escape this unbearable feeling...

Her

slender, pink legs rubbed together slightly, clenching a little, and the mixture of lustful fluid dripped from her loosely closed vagina onto the ground, an indescribable display of decadent lust...

Bai Qi held me tightly, his heavy breath blowing against my ear, causing a faint itch and endless tingling. One large hand rested on my breasts, wickedly teasing the plump, pink blossoms that had ripened into rosy fruits. The other hand gently caressed my lower abdomen, subtly tugging at the soft, golden-brown pubic hair, causing a ticklish sensation.

His penis pressed against the soft hollow of my thighs, growing hot and hard with my unintentional caresses, like a newly forged, fiery iron rod, threateningly menacing.

To think… in the hallway… he had thoroughly devoured me… and still… wanted to eat me again? The thought filled me with shame; I wanted to disappear into the ground. My delicate face lowered slightly, my beautifully shaped chin twitched, and my bright almond-shaped eyes glistened with tears, exuding a captivating charm, yet also containing a hint of resentment and grievance.

Clearly…it's all his fault…without even knowing the facts, he falsely accused me of having a relationship with Bailu…and even said he'd break my wings, preventing me from flying freely…Not only was he unreasonable, but he also wouldn't give in to me during arguments…And then, he forced himself on me, taking me again and again, until my waist was weak and my limbs were powerless…Ugh…

Thinking to myself, the little grievances turned into a tidal wave, my slightly bluish eyes began to swell, and a layer of clear, warm liquid quickly covered my vision, silently dripping down, unstoppable.

“Drip…drip…”

Crystal-clear tears slid down quickly, affected by gravity, dripping one by one onto Baiqi's slender arm—the warm tears, like branding marks, heavily striking his heart.

The warmth was fleeting.

This warm dampness…Baiqi frowned slightly, just like that time on the lakeside grass, the warm liquid, the temperature couldn't be retained, leaving only a cold feeling.

However, this time the feeling was different.

Layers upon layers of uncontrollable, indescribable sadness welled up in his heart... reluctant to let go, yet powerless to change anything.

It was like a misty, rainy day, melancholic and sorrowful.

His most beloved and cherished girl was right in his arms, yet it seemed he was about to lose her. Like this fleeting chill… the warmth of tears that couldn't be held back… was he destined to lose her?

Why do people only realize the value of what they once possessed after they've lost it? Why don't people cherish what they have when they have it?

…

However, to a certain extent, he was a very lucky person—because he found his lost treasure—holding it tightly in his arms, loving it passionately… He would never let go in this lifetime!!! In the next life, he would find her again, and be entangled with her for all eternity.

Little Jujube is officially back~~ Does anyone miss me?

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Chapter 118 Fierce Struggle 6

But at this moment, her tears, drop by drop, dripped into his heart, causing waves of heartache, like an overwhelming pain engulfing his entire body.

The pain, dripping uncontrollably, startled him slightly. His dark, star-like eyes glazed over, his thin lips pursed, and his delicate brows furrowed. Bai Qi pondered for a moment—

could it be… that during their lovemaking, he hadn't controlled his strength and hurt her?

He scooped the little girl in his arms and strode back to the room.

Just as I was grieving, I was suddenly lifted up and, in a dizzying moment, gently placed on the bed by Bai Qi.

The tears that had been flowing uncontrollably receded in surprise, swirling in my slightly reddened almond-shaped eyes, like ripples of grievance, a picture of pitiful vulnerability and endearing cries. My slightly upturned nose was also a little red, twitching slightly, making me incredibly pitiful.

Bai Qi gazed at me, his dark, star-like eyes rippling with a mixture of confusion, bewilderment, and a resolute determination.

He leaned down, his pale lips gently kissing my eyes. His nimble, warm tongue lightly wiped away my glistening tears, tenderly brushing against my thick, curled eyelashes, bringing a warm, moist sensation.

I squinted, glanced at him, and pushed him away forcefully from his bare, broad chest. Then I turned to my side, nestled on the bed, hooked my long, slender, white legs, curled into a ball, and ignored him.

Humph! I'm not a kitten or puppy. You think you can hit me first, then give me a piece of candy, and I'll stop fussing and obediently listen to you? Dream

on! That's not some distant dream... it's a hard, burning hot cock aimed at my tender, tight little hole, relentlessly poking and thrusting... again and again, each thrust forceful and heavy, almost piercing me, tearing me apart... causing my spring water to flow uncontrollably, sticky and slimy, silently sliding out along my secret path... the drops of spring dew, amidst the continuous "plop plop" of thrusting, were mercilessly slapped into white foam...

...

a slightly cool hand slowly slid up my calf, sending a shiver down my spine... my fair, translucent skin trembled slightly, I shook my body, curled up even tighter, and reached out a small hand, accurately grabbing his large hand and swatting it away.

He swiftly grasped my small hand, pressing a soft kiss upon it. His wet, slippery tongue slowly licked upwards along my slender, jade-

like fingers, as if savoring the most delicious food in the world—a tender, lingering, and reluctant kiss, a thousandfold expression of love. "Rose...you're so delicious..." he licked and kissed, gently nibbling, sucking lightly on my rounded fingertips, bringing a tingling, bone-deep tingling sensation.

"Mmm...ha..." I couldn't help but let out a seductive breath, my eyes filled with passion.

My body, which had just experienced the ultimate pleasure, slowly awakened under his patient teasing. The desire within me blossomed like a flower, unfolding step by step, releasing a captivating fragrance.

"...Does it hurt?" he asked gently, his long fingers caressing the soft hollows of my thighs, parting the layers of pubic hair, teasing the hidden, slightly swollen, vibrant pearl, scraping across the seemingly calm vulva, patiently lingering around it.

"Ugh...it hurts..." The stubborn little mouth swallowed back a groan, forcing a lie.

"Still hurts?...Then let me rub it for you..." The wicked fingers slipped into the tight little hole, gently sliding along the tender walls inside, stirring up a tingling sensation.

"No...ah...ugh...Bai Qi..." This seemingly insignificant gentle caress only fueled the overwhelming desire, and abundant, clear nectar flowed from the mysterious passage, running down his fingers and spreading everywhere.

"Rose, tell me, does it still hurt?" His clear, elegant voice was as captivating as a spring, calm and graceful. His eyes were focused on my reaction, gazing intently at the sight of my fingertips being held in her swollen, red vulva. His member grew even thicker, the purplish-black dragon of desire rising high, thick, long, and hard. Waves of pain washed over me... It felt as if I could penetrate her vulva and ease this momentary, relentless pain...

"Hoo... Hah... It hurts... It hurts so much... Ugh... Qi... Senior... It hurts..." My small mouth responded to his question sweetly. The tingling, itchy sensation on my heart made me rub against the silky sheets uncontrollably. My long, black, satin-like hair swayed back and forth across my beautifully sculpted back, the stark contrast of black and white making me even more sexy and alluring.

His breathing grew heavier, and he couldn't help but swallow. With a heavy thrust of his fingers, he hooked the smooth, delicate flesh and began to thrust rapidly in and out of the deep, hidden passage.

"Ah...ah...so itchy...it hurts...uh...ah..." So tingly...so numb...a strange pleasure traveled from his fingertips to my vagina, making me moan softly in wave after wave of pleasure...

My long, beautiful legs were tightly clamped together, my tight, enchanting vagina opened and closed, chasing his fingers, my peach-like, juicy buttocks swayed back and forth, tracing erotic arcs...

His long fingers were quickly withdrawn, then joined together and thrust in heavily, mischievously separating within the tight, lingering vagina, lightly scraping and circling, gently scraping every sensitive inch of soft flesh, bringing an unbearable, tingling pleasure...

"Uh...ha...no...ah...harder...so itchy...so numb...don't separate...don't touch me...uh..."My little mouth moaned wildly, the bone-deep pleasure consuming my senses, and I uttered words of lewdness in broken sentences.

"Is it here?...It hurts...It itches...Is it?" He coaxed me gently, but the force in his hands didn't lessen. He thrust quickly and powerfully, scraping and circling, opening and closing without any pattern, completely unrestrained, teasing my little hole until it overflowed with spring water, wave after wave of pleasure...It made me feel like I was dying of pleasure, my whole body tense up, like a beautiful bow, bent into a graceful curve, wanton and seductive.

"Let me go...Waaah...Ah...Please...It's so...tingly...so itchy...There...No...Don't...harder...a little..." My pleas were like a cat's lazy whining, my sweet and cloying voice lingering in his ear, like a cute cat's paw, teasing me lightly.

"How about... like this?" He suddenly inserted three fingers, ravaging my tender little hole, poking and probing with varying degrees of force, sometimes light as a feather, almost imperceptible, sometimes heavy as a nail, driven in firmly... Fingers of different lengths drew circles inside me, three clockwise circles, three counterclockwise circles, eliciting indescribable tingling pleasure... Suddenly it stretched open so wide, almost bursting my little hole; then he pinched a protruding, sensitive soft flesh, tugging at it hard...

"Let me go...no...uh...ah...please..." My vagina is so uncomfortable, wave after wave of pleasure keeps coming, the uncontrollable joy is greedily eroding my reason, eroding my delicate body...What's worse, my vagina is thirstily swallowing and playing with his fingers, but it seems...still not satisfied...I want something thicker, longer, hotter, and harder to be inserted, to pound into me heavily...uh...such lewd thoughts, such a wanton vagina...

A tingling, hot sensation rises in my breasts, completely out of my control, so empty that I want a pair of big hands to knead them hard, want pale lips to suck them hard...uh...so empty...so uncomfortable...My small hands gently caress my two jade rabbits, soft, fragrant and plump, my fingertips touching the two blooming peach blossoms... 02-05
Chapter 119 Fierce Struggle 7 Her small

hands quietly caressed the two white, jade-like breasts on her chest, pinching, kneading, and pressing them as if they were invisible. Soft, fragrant, warm, and tender…so comfortable… The unbearable emptiness that had been spreading was slightly relieved by the kneading of her small hands.

Unable to resist, her small hands pinched them harder…Mmm…so pleasurable…Ah… Her slender, white fingers, like tender scallions, sank into the soft, rounded plumpness, grabbing, pinching, kneading…

What a beautiful, seductive, and wanton scene!

The three fingers that had been ravaging the little hole were suddenly pulled out, drawing out a strand of clear, sticky fluid, which glistened between the slender fingertips and the slightly open little hole...

A hot, broad chest pressed against her, a large, strong hand grasped her high, plump, round buttocks, and a thick, purplish-black penis pressed against it, rubbing back and forth along the stream between the trees a few times, getting stained with the clear, sticky fluid...

The large, round tip brushed against the slightly exposed, swollen pearl, and just as it slipped past the slightly parted little mouth, it was suddenly drawn in by a strong attraction, and shallowly inserted into the tight little hole that exuded a lewd scent.

"Does it still hurt?" he murmured, his clear, spring-like voice whispering ambiguously in my ear, answering his own question, "Little slut, so impatient?...Then let me give you a painkiller injection?"

His hard, enormous member thrust forcefully into my tight, tender passage, the heavy force forcing open the still-unresponsive pink flesh, stretching open the warm walls, bringing a slight tearing pain and tingling numbness... His

thick, childlike penis cleaved open the tightly closed, bright red slit, smashing open the narrow passage with thunderous force, pushing me upwards heavily, the penis plunging deep inside, slamming against the tender cervix, rubbing against the sensitive flesh...The shape of his penis was clearly visible on my lower abdomen...

"Ah..." A soft moan, seductive to the bone, escaped uncontrollably from her rosy lips... Two delicate, jade-like hands suddenly grasped her soft, undulating breasts, gently squeezing them together, revealing a deep, alluring cleavage. Her snow-white skin and jade-like hands, plump and soft...

presented a magnificent visual feast...

Her slender fingers inserted into the deep cleavage, testing it back and forth. The allure of her warm, soft flesh made him unable to resist squeezing her two alluring breasts hard, roughly and fiercely kneading them, up and down, left and right...

He tightly embraced me from behind, his hot chest pressed against my slender back, his large hands pinching my peach-like... His breasts were wantonly played with, sometimes kneaded, sometimes pulled, sometimes squeezed... This roughness brought indescribable pleasure, making me unable to resist arching my body, thrusting my breasts forward, and pushing them into his arms... His

hot, hard penis was aimed at my vagina, thrusting in and out wantonly, without any gentleness...

One of his strong thighs pressed tightly against my long, beautiful legs, his whole body half-pressed on my side as I lay on my side, his slightly stiff hair scraping against my pink, round buttocks, bringing waves of tingling pain... His penis was aimed at my greedy vagina, thrusting and poking incessantly, pulling out completely, plunging in to the hilt, fierce and rampaging, charging into battle, with the heroic spirit of one man guarding the pass and ten thousand men unable to break through.

"Does it still hurt?" His heavy breathing pressed in my ear, sending a shiver of tingling pleasure through me. I couldn't help but flinch, trying to escape his breath. My vagina spasmed, gripping his penis tightly, biting and swallowing it greedily, as if in a life-or-death farewell…

But the hard, massive member ignored my desperate pleas, resolutely withdrawing, revealing layers of tender pink flesh, and thrusting in again and again. The slightly upturned tip rubbed heavily against the sensitive flesh, creating waves of pleasure…

My vagina, unable to withstand this torment, left behind drops of clear, sticky vaginal fluid, washing over the mushroom-shaped tip in waves…

"It hurts... ah... so... comfortable... no... don't... my little hole... is about to be... pierced by you... ah... so... painful... ah... please... let me go... don't... so... deep... huff... um... uh... no... don't... huff..." The soft and charming moans were melodious and captivating, the cute voice with a slight nasal tone was weak and sweet, making one unable to resist ravaging it fiercely...

"Huff... don't want to?... You're squeezing... so tight... and you still say... don't want to?... huff... are you enjoying it?... tell me... am I fucking you... enjoying it?... um?... little slut... tell me..." He relentlessly pressed on, his penis thrusting in hard, plunging in heavily, creating a spark of pleasure.

"Ah... um... it feels so good... ha... huff..." Reason was overwhelmed by the frenzied pleasure. Her small hands gripped the sheets tightly, her tender white fingers twisting together. Her buttocks rhythmically responded, her vagina overflowing with spring water, the dew flowing everywhere, slowly trickling down from where they were joined.

"Then... do you... like... not... me... doing this to you..." he asked wickedly, refusing to let me go.

"I...like...um...I like...ah..." I like...I like...my mind is blank...only wave after wave of pleasure...

"Is it more comfortable to be gentle?...or more intense?...Hmm?" He asked wickedly, his penis, no longer wild as before, grinding lightly and heavily, aiming at the most sensitive layer of tender flesh around the uterus, gently teasing and stroking, stirring up layers of tingling and itchy sensations, yet it just wouldn't satisfy me...

"Ugh...so itchy...it's itchy...I...want...um..." Her little buttocks swayed seductively, swallowing his penis, up and down, back and forth, mouthful after mouthful, tightly sucking and teasing, yet she couldn't relieve the overwhelming itching...

Ugh...even though she was sucking his penis, moving up and down, she couldn't find that ultimate pleasure...Huff...

"Mmm...give it to me...ha...give it to me...woo..." Her face flushed with emotion, as radiant as the crimson clouds on the horizon, captivating all who looked away... Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were misty with tears, a subtle charm that blended purity and allure, utterly mesmerizing... Her small, red lips parted slightly, releasing a faint fragrance...

"You're such an impatient... little slut... hmph..." He chuckled softly, his breath sweet as orchids, brushing against my ear, a tingling, numb sensation... His nimble, warm tongue, like a magic tongue, lingered lightly along the delicate edge of my earlobe, stirring up an indescribable, tingling, ambiguous feeling...

Unlike his gentle tongue, his penis was aimed at my vagina, thrusting hard, the large, mushroom-shaped tip slamming against my tender cervix, sending a wave of tingling, aching pleasure through me, making me go limp in the overwhelming pleasure, completely powerless and at his mercy...

"Mmm...so tingly...so sour...ha..." Her cherry-like lips uttered lewd, wanton words, each plea a tangled ache in the heart: "...No...no...no...no...mmm...my little hole...can't take it...anymore...mmm...mmm..."

Waves of ecstatic pleasure surged one after another, like a vast, mysterious, turbulent blue sea, drawing one in irresistibly into its depths, becoming lost in blissful obsession...

Transparent, lustful fluid flowed continuously, gushing out in large gushes, silently washing over the thick, rounded tip, flowing through the slightly parted slit, and being slapped into tiny white foam by the fierce thrusts, splashing onto the slightly brownish-gold pubic hair... The transparent, sparkling dewdrops were mercilessly slapped into even finer fragments... The sounds of lewd moans rose and fell in waves...

"Let me go...please...you..." My body clenched tightly, spasming uncontrollably, the increasing pleasure building until it threatened to engulf me... I couldn't help but wriggle my little bottom, swaying back and forth, trying to escape his hateful, wicked penis. My small hands gripped the sheets tightly, my body tensing even more...

His large hands squeezed my two soft, plump breasts hard, his long thumb and forefinger pinching my rosy nipples, pulling them roughly... His penis thrust even more violently inside my vagina, charging and charging in the swollen, tight opening, almost wanting to break it completely...

My whole body was firmly held by him, allowing him to play with me at will, unable to break free...

Suddenly, he thrust even harder, his penis fully plunging into my flower-like opening, grinding it a few times before slightly withdrawing... My two round mounds also seemed to want to be completely stuffed into my tender opening...

"Ugh... Huff..." I threw my head back, a strong spasm spreading throughout my body from my vagina. Layers of tender, red flesh gripped my penis tightly, sucking deeply, bite by bite, tightly, firmly, refusing to let go... The soft flesh of my cervix was like a delicate little flower, lightly licking the tip of my penis, lazily teasing the slightly parted slit...

"Huff... You little slut... You really know how to suck... So good... Ha..." He growled, his large hand gripping my slender waist, thrusting deeper a few more times, trembling as he ejaculated hot, white semen, wave after wave, heavily hitting the unexplored depths of my flower path...

Chapter 120 Escaping His Clutches

is Too Much!! That's too much,

Senior Bai Qi! He's clearly a jealous old man, blaming me at every opportunity, regardless of time or place, without asking any questions.

He's like a ravenous wolf in spring, a ravenous wildcat in the middle of the night... He starts getting aroused

the moment he gets his hands on me. What's worse, he doesn't seem to know what satisfaction is. One intense, passionate lovemaking session isn't enough; he wants another! After that, there's another round waiting for me

...

After a night of lovemaking, after being wantonly ravaged by him, the result is obvious:

I lie limply on the bed, my whole body aching, my waist weak... My long, beautiful legs feel limp... My whole body feels like it's been brutally crushed; I can't even turn over, let alone get out of bed.

Looking at Bai Qi standing by the bed, he's handsome, clear-eyed, his thin lips slightly curved, his starry eyes like the night sky, sparkling with countless points of light, revealing utter satisfaction and smugness.

The afternoon sun shone through the thin curtains, and rays of joyful sunlight quietly fell on the bed, playfully climbing up my naked, snow-white body, tinging it with a faint golden glow…

Bai Qi stared intently at me, his fiery gaze slowly sweeping over me from top to bottom, inch by inch, from my fair and elegant neck, along the red marks he had left, to my two snow-white, plump mounds, slowly moving upwards, and then to the two quietly blooming pink peach blossoms… From my slender waist, to my flat, smooth abdomen, and then to the mysterious private parts hidden by the brown-gold forest… His gaze was focused and infatuated… His eyes were seductive and dreamy…

“Pervert!!” My bright, watery eyes glanced at him, and I shyly looked away, trying to escape his burning, predatory gaze.

With a clear "gulp," he swallowed, his gaze burning even hotter, lingering on my delicate skin...

As I rolled over, my soft, peach-like buttocks rose slightly, as if beckoning someone to grasp them in one hand, to caress them tenderly. My small anus was barely visible, the pink opening hidden in that alluring slit...

Hearing his rapid breathing, my face flushed slightly, a faint blush rising to my cheeks... I curled up into a ball, afraid he would lose control and pounce on me, ravaging me again...

Mmm... Thinking this, a light, tingling sensation seemed to rise in my vagina, a warm fluid silently flowing out...

Noticing my body's sensitive reaction, I tried my best to keep my vagina clenched, not wanting him to notice my arousal.

...

Watching her become aroused under his gaze, her body gradually flushing red, two pink peach blossoms slowly forming small, bright red fruits at the round, plump tips... Her tight, enchanting little hole slightly contracted and closed, her straight legs clamping even tighter to conceal her arousal, yet unable to hide the transparent spring tide seeping from the opening...

Such a powerful visual feast easily ignited a raging fire of desire in Bai Qi's eyes, his lower body clamoring for release, wanting to rush into that mysterious, enchanting peach blossom cave, to ravage and thrust fiercely...

He took three deep breaths, enduring the hardship, his lower body erecting a small tent high, his enormous beast, imprisoned within his clean clothes, struggling fiercely in dissatisfaction...

But last night... no, from dawn until now, he had already taken her several times, in the bathroom, the corridor, the bed... He had been utterly satisfied, but had exhausted her.

His thoughts raced, and he sighed, forcibly suppressing the surging lust coursing through his body: for a man, this was an incredibly arduous and physically demanding experience.

However, his unique constitution had been thoroughly satisfied by this intense pleasure.

Every cell in his body stretched lazily, rejoicing and enjoying the clear, warm sunlight and the incredibly fresh air…

It had been a long time since he had tasted such a rich and delicious feast, a feast that perfectly catered to his appetite, as if tailor-made for him, leaving him feeling completely refreshed and his spiritual energy slightly improved.

…Slightly…improved? ? ?

Hmm? ? ?

? Hmm.

A slight curve to his thin lips, a faint, joyful smile graced his handsome face. His deep, dark eyes gazed intently at Rose on the bed, his gaze focused, domineering, and brimming with a captivating yet wicked charm. The voice in his heart grew clearer, each word like a vow:

"My Rose, you enchanting little vixen, in this life, you willingly stumbled into my arms… So, for all the lifetimes to come, I will never let go. You will forever belong to me…"

…

I don't know how much time passed, it felt like an eternity. With a soft "snap," Bai Qi, having seen enough, turned and left, satisfied, to attend to his business.

…Phew… My heart, which had been pounding in my chest, finally relaxed slightly. It had been so dangerous just now; my heart had been pounding wildly, as if it were about to burst from my fragile chest. My small hand rested on my heart. The still-shaken but satisfied

Bai Qi was no longer as dangerous and terrifying as he had been the night before. He wouldn't hold me, nor would he be so easily aroused… But why did my heart feel a tiny bit disappointed?

That hint of disappointment left me feeling melancholy, a dull ache in my heart, an indescribable sadness… My lower back ached even more, and even the bright sunlight seemed to lose its luster.

What's wrong with me?

Lying on the soft bed, I rolled around and around, from left to right… from right to left… The smooth, cool, silky embroidered sheets absorbed my body heat, but couldn't absorb my nameless unease.

Am I sick?

"Wife!!!" The door suddenly burst open, a cry rang out, and Bai Lu rushed in, pouncing on me as I rolled around on the bed

…

"Mmm..." I groaned softly, feeling his body press heavily against me. A pair of large hands pulled me into a tight embrace, his warm hands restlessly squeezing my slender waist, caressing it passionately. His head was buried in my breasts, his delicate face rubbing against me like a kitten, his unsteady breath spraying all over my sensitive, plump breasts.

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Chapter 121 Escaping His Clutches

This white egret, looking so delicate and frail, how did he become so heavy on me? I wondered to myself, puzzled, while helplessly gripping his large hands, dodging his caresses, a bright smile involuntarily spreading across my lips.

"Hehe...so ticklish...so ticklish..." Silvery laughter escaped from his teasing, his slightly hoarse voice from excessive pleasure melodious and alluring, with a faint nasal tone.

Suddenly, a wet tongue slowly moved up my smooth, full breasts, licking the erect, pink peach blossoms, causing them to tremble slightly.

"So sweet… mmm…" Before he could finish speaking, I forcefully pushed him away.

"Pervert… get out!!" My voice trembled slightly, my face flushed, and I tried to hide myself, my eyes darting around, fixed on his face, unable to meet his gaze.

His silent pain and terrible loss from last night kept replaying in my mind—those eyes that seemed to be weeping, the tears welling up, the repeated pounding on the door, the devastating silence… I couldn't shake it off.

Seeing him, an indescribable sadness welled up inside me, a swelling feeling, like a mischievous child constantly blowing air, making me want to feel melancholy, but unable to.

…

He ignored my rejection, like a clingy cat, both affectionate and eager to pounce.

Those dewy eyes rippled with a gentle, autumnal light, their gaze, misty and affectionate, fixed on my awkwardness with a half-smile, and a slight evasiveness in their eyes…

Was it because she cared that she avoided his gaze?

This meant that he definitely held a place in her heart, and that place… wasn't insignificant, was it?

And last night, her soft moans, faintly reaching his ears, each "husband" like heavenly music…

Even lying beneath another, were her thoughts still only of him?

The more he analyzed, the clearer it became. A surge of intense joy made him beam with delight, a warm current welling up within him, soothing the coldness in his heart that he had searched for for so many years.

…

Bai Lu's eyes shone brightly, an unusual joy leaping from them. Her thin lips parted slightly, and she feigned aggrieved murmur, "Wife…don't you…want your husband anymore?"

Her soft, gentle voice was like a gentle breeze, blowing into my heart, domineeringly circling my entire being, occupying every space…except for that mysteriously hidden secret garden.

"Bai Lu, I want to change my clothes." My heart was moved, and my voice became even softer and more alluring, a delicate, pleading tone emanating from her small, red lips.

"Wife…then I'll go out first." Knowing when to stop, he smiled slightly, like a satisfied little fox. Letting her earlier coquettish voice linger in my heart, it truly…made my bones melt…

…

Avoid danger…avoid Senior Bai Qi…

Subconsciously, an invisible yet clearly present voice kept reminding me to quickly escape that great lecher.

Yes, after last night's chaotic battle, a formula automatically formed in my mind:

Senior Bai Qi = Dangerous Pervert = Autumn is Here, Inexplicably in Heat, Beast = Unreasonable Person.

Therefore, I...I...must try to minimize contact with him.

...Sighing at my delicate little fingers, I clapped my hands together heavily, determined to escape Bai Qi's clutches. My

watery almond eyes rippled, my slightly upturned nose twitched, and my pearly white teeth gently bit my pink lower lip, tears staining my clear eyes: "Ouch...that heavy slap just now almost broke my fingers...it hurts so much..."

But, to escape his clutches, I need to make a plan.

First, the first rule is...my postgraduate entrance exam, my decision.

That is to say, I need to create my own study plan...I need to read and study my own exam books. I can't rely on my senior for everything, waiting for him to hand me a golden opportunity.

Most importantly, I must get into the Chinese Literature Department of B University in City A to fulfill my promise to him.

...Him?

...Promise?

My mind went blank, a hazy, desolate void that made me uneasy.

Chapter 123 Escaping His Clutches~ 3 Wei

...

That day, Bailu waited outside the door until I finished washing up, getting dressed, and getting ready. At my insistence, he took me to the school campus.

The price was: on the tree-lined path behind the school, amidst the rose bushes, he pressed me into his arms and gave me a sweet kiss.

On a path where roses were in full bloom and a gentle breeze was blowing, he pulled me into a tight embrace. His long, strong arms held me close, his handsome face drawing near, his pale lips pressing down. His nimble tongue, carrying a faint fragrance of lotus, gently licked my red lips, sending shivers of pleasure through me. His soft tongue teased and played with my lips, like a nimble little fish swimming joyfully…

Suddenly, it forcefully plunged into my mouth, entwining with my shy, slightly retreating tongue, licking and teasing it from light to heavy, sliding back and forth, playing with it in shallow and deep ways, as if we had entered a paradise, wantonly teasing and provoking me, stirring up waves of pleasure…

"Mmm..." So tingly and numb... His tongue carried a faint sweetness, making me unable to resist hooking it around mine, carefully savoring it slowly, gradually becoming addicted, gradually wanting more, sucking greedily, bite by bite...

Huff... I couldn't breathe, but he wouldn't let me go... His snow-white teeth bit my tongue, gently scraping it, bringing waves of tingling pleasure, making my legs slightly weak...

After a long time, he finally released me, his tongue reluctantly withdrawing from my mouth, lingering and leaving a trail of erotic silver thread...

How embarrassing...

So many people are watching... No, the roses are watching... There are white roses trembling slightly, as if cheering and jumping for joy; there are yellow roses bowing their heads slightly, like shy maidens; and there are red roses standing tall and proud, as if eager to try... My

cheeks are slightly burning. I lowered my head, not daring to look up at him. A faint scent of lotus lingered on my lips, the lingering fragrance of his presence…

A warm current flowed through my heart, slowly descending from its highest point, gradually nourishing and warming the panicked parts below, soothing my empty and desolate soul bit by bit…

But… but… this gentle warmth came from Bai Lu, from a handsome young man who had just come of age. His dewy eyes, sometimes alluring, sometimes clear, always appeared in my dreams…

This scene seemed to have truly occurred long ago, and now its vivid reappearance filled me with a sense of déjà vu, making me feel uneasy, overwhelmed by a feeling of being moved and indescribable… affection…

Whenever I thought of this, tears would involuntarily fall, warm, glistening tears sliding silently down my slightly pink cheeks…

Is this what liking someone feels like?

Why... do I feel so hopeless...

is it because he's younger than me? ...Or is there another reason?

But why... do I feel a sense of betrayal and loss welling up inside me?

...

Stepping into the campus, I saw a tall girl putting up posters. Curious, I went over to take a peek. A small face, big, watery eyes, long, curled eyelashes, a high nose, full, red lips, and deep, captivating features—from afar, she looked like a beautiful Greek statue.

Up close, even her skin was flawless, her hair swaying gently in the breeze like a graceful willow, exuding charm...

so beautiful... The beauty turned around, her phoenix eyes slightly upturned, giving me a charming glance. Her lips parted slightly, and she asked very politely, "Hello, are you coming to tonight's postgraduate entrance exam lecture?" Her voice was as melodious and soft as a nightingale's song, clear and resonant, each note falling on my ear.

"Hmm?" I snapped back to reality, glancing at the poster she had just put up: a

political science graduate entrance exam lecture, tonight at 6:30 PM in classroom 1233 of Building 2.

"Hmm... I'll go. By the way, beautiful lady, what's your name?" Unable to contain my curiosity, I blurted out, mentally prepared for rejection... After all, this kind of flirting seemed too much like a man's, especially the kind of man blinded by lust... But she was undeniably beautiful, like a character straight out of a movie.

"Night Moon," she smiled radiantly. "And you?"

"Rose." I was captivated by her smile, inwardly marveling: a beauty indeed, even her smile is beautiful. This beauty looks so youthful; actually, she's a perfect match for my husband... White Egret.

A slight sense of disappointment, a dull ache, quickly dissipated.

Night Moon, what a poetic name, it perfectly captures her cool and aloof气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament).

However, a small doubt arose in my heart: This name sounds so familiar, it seems I've heard it somewhere before, but I can't quite place it.

Chapter 124 Escaping His Clutches

Halfway through the lecture, as I was immersed in the charm of my political science teacher, Bai Qi silently walked in through the back door.

The male teacher on the stage was eloquent, witty, and charming, his words flowing smoothly and cleverly, making us laugh and chatter.

A subtle smile played on my lips as I listened intently, my eyes sparkling, secretly calculating in my mind: This teacher is not only very famous, but also very charismatic. Listening to him pontificate on stage, he seems to have a lot of experience. Maybe… I should try enrolling, and then… I can study independently and temporarily escape Bai Qi's control.

"How was this teacher's lecture?" A pleasant male voice asked softly in my ear.

“Great, hilarious, and very convincing,” I answered without hesitation.

“So, are you going to sign up?” he pressed.

“Me? I’m signing up…” What’s it to you? My almond-shaped eyes widened, my thick, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and I swallowed the rest of my words—Bai Qi had silently sat down beside me at some point, his face slightly turned to gaze at me, his dark eyes unfathomable, his thin lips slightly parted, and he asked softly, “Are you going to sign up, Rose?”

That “Rose” was like a green leaf falling into a calm spring, stirring up ripples that spread outwards. The old ripples had not yet subsided when new ripples rose one after another…swaying in my heart.

"Rose..." he called me with such doting affection, as if I were the white moonlight in his heart, and he was gently asking for my opinion; he called me softly, as if this name was a fragile dream, making him extremely careful and tender, afraid that if he raised his voice even slightly, the dream would shatter...

But, to me, his voice rose slightly—the more it rose, the more threatening it became. Yes, a full threat!!! He was warning me not to run away from him.

I looked at his handsome face, as dark as ink, his elegant chin, his pale lips, his high nose, his bottomless black eyes, staring straight at me, and opened my small mouth: "I... am considering it. Senior... I want to enroll!!" My soft, charming voice was incredibly firm.

"Really? Rose?" he sighed. His voice was soft and gentle, but his expression was not good.

"Students, if you register now, we'll give you a big gift package with many preferential policies. Let's open it and take a look. First, there's a cash discount, and we'll also give you many special textbooks and past exam papers... The gift package is limited to 50, so please hurry if you want to register..."

...I was so busy staring at Bai Qi that I forgot to listen to the lecture. The deep baritone voice suddenly changed to a clear female voice, bringing me back to my senses.

I looked up at the stage and saw the girl I met that afternoon, named Ye Yue, holding a microphone and promoting the preferential gift package.

"Is this girl in your student council?" I raised my head slightly and asked Bai Qi, "Is she in the external relations department? I heard her name is Ye Yue."

She was enthusiastic and generous, with a dignified demeanor, and she performed with ease on stage, which was very charming. If... if... I could be like her, that would be great... I sighed inwardly, forcibly erasing the strong doubt that rose in my heart, not noticing Bai Qi's slightly stiff expression.

"Next, those who wish to register, please line up here." Her gaze met mine, her clear, bright eyes holding a hint of amusement and invitation before looking away.

I gladly accepted the beauty's invitation, rising to rush past Bai Qi to the stage.

Bai Qi tightly gripped my hand: "Don't go." He whispered, offering a promise: "I'll tutor you."

"No." I stubbornly insisted, glancing at him shyly before lowering my eyes, secretly thinking: Tutoring… I'm afraid the way he tutors… will be quite different.

-- So, no!!! I don't want him to pin me down on the bed again, to play with me wantonly, to ravage me wantonly…

Two beautiful blushes crept onto my porcelain-like cheeks. I broke free from his grasp, determined to go to the stage and line up to register. That headstrong me never imagined that because of my actions, Senior Bai Qi would punish me like that…

Chapter 125 Special Punishment~ 1 Gao

“Ugh…no…don’t…ha…yes…” A slightly hoarse, alluring voice echoed in the languid air. Her snow-white, jade-like body was taut, her long, beautiful legs were straight, her delicate toes were raised high, her legs were slightly apart, a thick arm was inserted into the mysterious forbidden area, and her slender fingers seemed to be touching the hidden pearl, wickedly teasing, lightly touching the slightly opening and closing flower hole…

“Ugh…no…no…don’t…huff…biting…ah…it hurts…ha…” The pure voice was like a floating cloud in the sky, ethereal and ethereal, carrying a passionate plea. His thin lips gently took one of the delicate peach blossoms blooming high within his mouth, sucking hard and biting down hard. His snow-white body trembled violently, and the other exposed peach blossom trembled, becoming even more vibrant and red. Under this intense stimulation, the small, vermilion bud quietly and silently formed a fruit in the slightly chilly air, waiting to be plucked.

"Little slut, you're lying... really don't want it?" He gently asked, his finger touching the slightly moist entrance of her flower.

"No...don't...ha..." My mind was burning, filled with overwhelming lust, and my slightly swollen lips couldn't stop moaning, unable to utter a complete word. All the sensations in my body were concentrated in my vagina. I gasped for breath, feeling the clear nectar slowly overflowing from the depths of my vagina, like spring water gushing from a crack in the rock, drop by drop, thread by thread, strand by strand, converging into streams of sticky, warm, lustful fluid, slowly and quietly flowing out from the deep flower path, wetting the entire flower, silently flowing out of the opening, staining his mischievous fingertips.

"Little slut, do you want it or not?...Hmm?" He held my peach blossom in his mouth, gently sucking and nibbling, occasionally biting hard, asking indistinctly.

Seemingly sensing the dampness at his fingertips, he slightly moved away from my full breasts, looked down, and couldn't help but chuckle softly, "So quickly... you're already this wet... you've stained me... incredibly wet... don't believe me... look..."

His slender fingertips were held up to my eyes—clear, slightly glistening fluid slid silently down his fingertips, from his fingertips down to his palm, languid and wanton, even more translucent under the orange-yellow light, like a captivating and dazzling light, brilliant and radiant, yet utterly wanton.

"What a hypocritical little slut... you clearly want it so badly... your little mouth is so stubborn... you just won't beg me... but your little hole down there is so unabashedly revealing its desires..." he said wickedly, gazing into my watery, almond-shaped eyes, rippling with layers of passion, my heart skipping a beat.

...Exquisitely beautiful, utterly alluring, his bright eyes shone even more brilliantly on his emotionally charged face, like a naturally formed lake of clear water, rippling with autumn waves, captivating and enchanting, making one...unable to resist the urge to ravage him.

"Look, your juices are sliding down my fingers, itchy, tingling, numb..." His voice was like a full, round pearl, gently brushing past my ear. Though it was clearly lewd talk, at this moment, it sounded like sweet words of love to me, making me intoxicated and mesmerized, making me...want to coat his slender fingertips with more clear, sticky, slightly warm nectar, to let the abundant nectar wash over him...

Mmm...My heart is stirred, my passion is aroused. Large gushes of lustful fluid gushed from my flower core, flowing silently, gliding along the deep, winding path, and emerging from the slightly parted opening of my vagina. Driven by gravity, it traveled downwards, across my tender private parts, and stealthily slipped into my tight anus, leaving my intimate area sticky and wet.

The pubic hair, serving as a concealment, shone with a beautiful, pale brownish-gold hue under the orange-yellow light, each droplet and ray of light dazzling and radiant, both sacred and utterly lascivious… The gurgling stream flowed quietly from my opening, wanting to hide but finding nowhere to conceal itself under the light, only able to flow continuously.

...

Staring at his fingers, intently gazing at the lustful fluids within, my heart pounded wildly. I longed to shove it deep into my vagina, hold it tightly, suck it in deeply, soak it with my abundant nectar, give it ample nourishment, let it grow strong, bigger, thicker, harder, and become...his penis...

Ugh...Such lewd thoughts...are they mine?

Ah…but…it really feels like…holding it in…my pussy is so itchy…so swollen…so hot…so empty…

it feels like…it can thrust in and out of my pussy, teasing every incredibly sensitive soft spot, gently and heavily poking…making me feel so good…

Ugh…ha…I can’t take it anymore…my pussy is already overflowing with spring water, but no one is there to comfort me, so I can only cry silently, pleading without a sound…I turn over…rolling…opening and closing…spasming in waves…

his breasts are squeezed hard, and a huge wave of pleasure spreads from his hands throughout my body, quickly gathering in my empty pussy. An indescribable tingling pleasure makes me climax, feeling a large gush of spring fluid flowing from the depths of my flower…

the wet, translucent fluid on my fingertips stains my bright pink peach blossoms, the slight wetness and the heavy teasing make me moan incessantly: “Ugh…ha…um…so…uncomfortable…so swollen…”

"Where is it swollen?... Is it here... or here?" He tapped my breasts, then my vulva, asking mischievously.

...

Chapter 126 Special Punishment~ 2 High

... Where is it swollen? ... Where is it swollen?

... Where else could it swell?

He asked knowingly, kneading my two swollen, empty, snow-white breasts... tapping my eager, quietly opening and closing vulva... with a thousand tender feelings and a thousand loves, he asked me, "Where is it swollen?"

-- Listen to that, such tender and moving words, yet clearly implying something else, punishing me for my disobedience today, deliberately not satisfying me, arousing my desire, waking my appetite, but deliberately not touching me...

letting his lower body stand tall and erect, his bulging tent standing at attention facing me, he would rather grit his teeth and endure, refusing to touch me...

just for this damn punishment.

...

My clothes had already been stripped off by him.

...

When he carried me, still dazed and confused, into the house and threw me roughly onto the bed, he pounced on me like a hungry wolf—first the pale yellow top with a ruffled collar... then the light green lace skirt that barely reached my knees... next, my pure pink bra, which his skillful hands ripped open... even my white panties, which he forcefully tore off, shattering in two, joyfully bidding farewell to my mysterious, shy little forest, gloriously completing their mission, sacrificing themselves heroically...

He calmly admired me from head to toe, from my delicate and beautiful face to my slender neck, to my beautiful... His delicate collarbone… His dark eyes swept over the two mounds of white jade, glancing wickedly at the pink peach blossoms, before moving downwards without hesitation, following the flat stomach to the pubic hairline. He paused for a couple of seconds, then continued downwards, gliding over the soft, slender legs to the delicate, rounded feet… He

stood erect like a god, gazing at my slightly shy expression, my body flushed with pink, my breathing steady, my gaze watery… It seemed only I was moved…

If I hadn’t accidentally seen the high tent erected beneath him, I would have been completely fooled, thinking he was indifferent and unmoved by desire.

...

He leaned down, his handsome, pale lips, like a soft feather, slowly, gently brushing over my entire body, lingering on my delicate collarbone, then shifting his focus, following the soft, full flesh, gradually climbing to the tip of my nipple, lightly touching it, first the left, then the right, leaving no spot untouched...

Then, following my fair, smooth skin downwards, he gently brushed over my flat, smooth, and sexy abdomen, lingering at my small, round navel, kissing it lightly and heavily, occasionally extending his nimble tongue to poke and tease, bringing a wave of pleasure... An uncontrollable tingling sensation spread through my sensitive skin, wave after wave of an indescribable itching…

I shuddered, unable to resist, and reached out my small hand, about to push him away…

His large hand swiftly grasped my two slender wrists, the strength domineering yet gentle. His pale lips left my soft belly and kissed my small hand, slowly sliding along my long, warm fingertips. An indescribable pleasure emanated from his lips, making me involuntarily twist my body, turning my small hand, wanting to escape his grasp…

But he wouldn't give me the chance. His

warm, thin lips were not only like a light, soft feather, but also like a blazing flame, bringing sparks of light and dazzling beauty wherever they touched, stirring up layers of desire, a tingling, itchy, sour, and numb sensation…

He kissed me relentlessly, from head to toe, from top to bottom, leaving no spot untouched… My heart fluttered, I couldn't control myself…

My desire was like a tiny spark, slowly igniting into a raging fire under his gentle caress.

Chapter 127 A Special Punishment~ 3 Gao

“Rose, you’ve been very disobedient lately.” His thin lips gently kissed my neck, his words seemingly casual, yet containing an undeniable hint of anger and threat.

But I wasn’t afraid of his threats.

My small hands struggled, trying to escape his control, my body twisting slightly, my neck arching back, trying to avoid his lips.

“Really… very disobedient… sigh…” With a soft sigh, he took a deep breath, sending a burst of lightning-like pleasure through my body, quickly converging in my moist vulva.

“Mmm…” I gasped, my red lips parting slightly, my breath sweet as orchids.

He nibbled and sucked relentlessly, his thin lips taking a bite, his tongue gently licking it before he sucked hard, planting one dark red hickey after another.

His hot hands touched my delicate body, and with the lingering desire still burning within him, he covered my soft, elastic breasts, kneading them roughly, as if venting all his pent-up punishment and displeasure in this rough action…

“Hoo…ha…mm…” Indescribable waves of pleasure spread from his hands to my full breasts, quickly sliding down my spine, into my moist opening, bringing waves of indescribable swelling and emptiness… This tingling heat and uncontrollable emptiness spread from the depths of my flower throughout my body, reaching my two full, white mounds, making me unable to resist twisting my body, rubbing my legs together, raising my breasts, and offering them even more to his hands…

"So...empty...uh...ha...um...please...please...you..." Uncontrollable moans escaped from her rosy lips, her mind ablaze with desire. Her almond-shaped eyes, brimming with water, narrowed slightly as she gazed at him with a seductive and tender look, pleading silently...

She swayed her body, caressing the soft, smooth sheets, her long, beautiful legs slightly parted and closed, her plump buttocks swaying seductively... She was being aroused by him to the point of madness...

But he remained unmoved, slowly kissing her neck, his large hand tightly gripping her wrist, seemingly oblivious to her overwhelming lust...

"Senior...please...Senior Bai Qi...please...please...ha...you..." She pleaded helplessly, her slightly hoarse voice filled with deep grievance and a hint of tears.

"Rose, what do you want from me?" His hot breath tickled my ear, igniting the overwhelming desire within me, making me even more restless. My legs swayed back and forth, rubbing against each other. My vulva was already soaking wet, clear fluid flowing silently down the pink crevice, making a mess everywhere…

"Please… ha… please… you… um… want… me… um…" Ignoring my shame, my face flushed red as I pleaded loudly.

"What do I want from you? Like this?" He asked, feigning ignorance, his nimble tongue slipping into my ear canal, sending a jolt of pleasure through me.

"Mmm…" The sudden joy was overwhelming. A soft moan escaped my lips, followed by heavy breathing. My body trembled violently, my legs clamped tightly together, my vulva spasmed, and a gush of fluid flowed from the depths of my flower, slowly trickling down the winding path.

"Can't even handle this?" He chuckled, watching my intense reaction. His large hand roughly kneaded my full, peach-like breasts, two fingers pinching the tender pink tip, pulling it upwards sharply.

"Ah..." A soft moan escaped my lips as I felt a mixture of pain, tingling, and numbness in my breasts, followed by a deeper emptiness...

"Then... how about this?" he asked, releasing my wrist. My limp hand fell to the bed, my eyes glazed as I watched his hand slide towards my private parts, finding the hidden pearl, teasing it with varying pressure. "Do you like me... playing with you like this?"

"Ugh... huff..." My mouth couldn't speak, only gasping for breath, escaping with broken moans.

"Even if you don't say it, I know... you like it very much." He chuckled, pinching the tender pearl with two fingers, pulling it hard.

"Ah..." It hurts, it hurts so much... Tears streamed down my face, my shimmering almond-shaped eyes staring at him with a mournful accusation.

"It will hurt a little at first, but gradually, there will be indescribable pleasure..." He soothed me somewhat insincerely, his fingertips precisely pressing down on my pearl, giving it a hard squeeze, bringing an indescribable, ultimate pleasure...

"It feels good, doesn't it?" Looking at my seductive expression, he said knowingly.

His fingertips lovingly played with the tender pink pearl, teasing, stimulating, sometimes pulling and kneading it heavily, treating it like a beloved toy, a precious pearl in his palm, cherishing it with utmost care... Yet it was also like the hatred in his heart, a hatred so intense that he gritted his teeth, so he tried every means to ravage it.

My little hole opened and closed slightly, like a tiny pink anemone, gently opening and closing under the caress of the seawater… Unstoppable, crystal-clear, sticky spring water gushed out, as if sneaking out when no one was looking… Spasms rose and fell deep within my flower path, stirring up layers of endless emptiness…

I want… I want… someone to fill my emptiness, this endless emptiness…

I want… a thick, hot, swollen, firm penis to thrust into my little hole, to soothe my spasms, to make me bite down hard, to suck deeply…

I want… I want… um…

“What do you want?” he asked, his voice utterly innocent.

“Hoo… I want… you!!” I answered loudly, afraid that if I lost focus for a moment, he would run away.

“I’m here… beside you… what’s the matter?” he replied with a faint smile. “

Ha… I… want… you… ooh… fuck… me…” I really couldn’t care less about being shy, and I begged loudly.

"Good girl, isn't this...doing it on you right now?" He deliberately twisted my meaning, his tone gentle, as if coaxing a disobedient child.

"Ugh...I want...your...big cock...to...fuck me hard..." These lewd words were uttered loudly by me in my dazed state, my almond-shaped eyes slightly reddening, my pert little nose twitching, and I sobbing softly.

"No...I won't lend it to you." He refused, his tone firm.

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was speechless, almost unable to believe his ears. What...did he just say?

"Absolutely not...I won't lend it to you." He repeated, his voice gentle and refined, yet containing an undeniable firmness.

Why? ...Why?

Filled with confusion, my overwhelming lust could not be relieved. I twisted my body uncontrollably, my little hand secretly sliding towards my private parts...

As Chairman Mao said: Self-reliance leads to abundance.

But the moment I made a move, he saw me. One large hand mercilessly gripped my wrist again, while the other grabbed a soft silk scarf and bound my hands tightly, raising them high above my head.

...

I watched as he slowly unzipped his pants, pulled them down, and revealed his thick, swollen penis.

The thick, hard object, erect and slightly twitching, pointed at my erect penis. The purplish-black shaft was thick, long, and enormous, erect and proud, veins bulging, coiling around me, exuding an endless threat.

Seeing this, and feeling a surge of emotion, I couldn't help but swallow hard. My already moist and slippery vagina felt even hotter, and a large amount of warm fluid silently overflowed from my core, making my lower body even wetter. My vaginal opening, like a clam, opened and closed, slightly swollen from endless desire.

A tingling sensation spread through my vagina, soft and swollen, wet and cool, with a slight itch, making me want to touch it…

But my hands were tied high above my head, unable to move.

His hands, holding his erect penis, squeezed it in front of me, thrusting rapidly up and down, masturbating.

The thick, long thing was not far away, visible but unattainable.

Her ample breasts trembled slightly, tracing alluring arcs that tempted him… Her long, beautiful legs rubbed up and down, clenching and relaxing, grinding against each other…

I longed to hold his penis deep inside me… I longed for that thick, long penis to charge into my vagina… to pound heavily against my clitoris with its unparalleled firmness, smoothing out the deep wrinkles of my vaginal canal, teasing the sensitive, delicate flesh…

I longed so much to bite his penis, to grip it tightly, to suckle it mouthful by mouthful, never letting go…

I longed so much… so many greedy thoughts… but now, they could not be fulfilled…

He was right in front of me, facing my passionate, naked body… masturbating. Ignoring my silent pleas and overwhelming lust, he focused intently on his masturbation.

His large, thick hand gripped my erect penis tightly, stroking it incessantly. From the long, thin slit at the mushroom-shaped tip, drops of cloudy white semen seeped, sliding down my shaft and into his palm, acting as lubricant and making his movements smoother. He stroked it up and down with large, sweeping motions…

His breathing grew more rapid, a faint blush rising on his porcelain-like face, a thin layer of sweat appearing on his brow. His dark, starry eyes stared at me, slightly dazed, a dazzling light flickering within them. A glimmer of light, thin lips slightly parted, rapid breathing…

Suddenly, his hand quickened its pace, gripping my erection even tighter… My penis trembled violently, the slit widened, and a gush of thick, white fluid, like a laser beam, shot out, some landing on my delicate body…

A strong musky scent spread under the orange-yellow light, quickly invading every corner of the air… Smelling this strong musky scent, my heart trembled slightly, my body's desire deepened, waves of itching rose in my vagina, unstoppable…

“Huff… huff…” He breathed heavily, his dark, starry eyes regaining focus, staring intently at me, with a faint satisfaction and deep dissatisfaction, like a jackal, fiercely eyeing its prey, yet hesitating slightly, forcefully suppressing its consuming desire.

His large hand, covered in his semen, touched my vulva, slowly circling the tender, swollen opening, gently probing and teasing, patiently wandering, unwilling to enter easily.

"Mmm...ha...hoo..." I squeezed my legs together, trying to trap his large hands inside my private parts, but hesitated slightly: would this affect his movements and stop his thrusting?

Just as I hesitated, his slender fingers unexpectedly entered my tender flower path, heavily striking the sensitive flesh on my left side, igniting a dazzling burst of pleasure.

"Ah..." So happy...so happy...my body went limp, and I collapsed weakly onto the bed, my legs wide open, letting his hands come and go freely.

"Such a sensitive body, truly a natural beauty, the most wanton slut..." he murmured softly, his fingers gently sliding in and out of my hidden depths, occasionally touching the sensitive soft flesh, but always just scraping it, never giving me complete satisfaction... letting the slippery, transparent spring fluid stain his entire hand...

"Hoo... Ha..." I couldn't speak, my whole body protesting silently, weak and limp, yet unsatisfied... layers of desire kept accumulating, but I could never reach the most brilliant climax... 02-05
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next morning, when I slowly woke up, my body was weak and limp, numb and swollen, an indescribable feeling, as if the slightest touch would cause a wave of tingling sensations to rise up, quickly spreading throughout my body... a soreness rose in my private parts, as if I had been brutally crushed.

I lay back on the bed, lying quietly, recalling the madness of the previous night.

...

Bai Qi relentlessly teased me, deliberately arousing my desire, yet he always refrained from satisfying me. Each time he teased me to the brink of climax, he would immediately stop his wicked teasing, watching me burn in the flames of desire, watching me struggle helplessly, unable to find satisfaction...

All night, his hot, large, and erect penis was aimed at my delicate body. With each masturbation, he sprayed his thick, musky semen, carrying a strong musky scent, onto my elegant neck, my high, soft breasts, my flat, soft abdomen, the smooth inside of my thighs, and my moist, glistening vulva...

The powerful force sprayed onto the outer edge of my slightly parted vulva, occasionally brushing against the hidden clitoris, stirring up layers of itching, making me sink and float in an endless sea of desire, powerless to control myself...

...

I don't know, was this night a punishment for me? Or a torment for himself?

The past is the past; I don't want to think about it anymore.

...

I was alone in the spacious, bright room. I glanced at the exquisite clock on the white wall; its long hands pointed to ten o'clock...I struggled to get up, enduring the discomfort in my body, and climbed out of bed.

"Ugh...ah..." A tingling, throbbing, soreness rose in my vagina, far more unbearable than the soreness after previous lovemaking. The waves of tingling heat were impossible to relieve, almost driving me crazy.

She slowly walked into the bathroom, her soft little hands weakly lifting to turn on the shower. The water spraying down from above gradually warmed, washing over her fair, jade-like body. Fine streams of water flowed like clear brooks, trickling over her soft, firm breasts like crystal beads…

The warm water flowed over the dark red hickeys he had left the night before, gradually soothing the aches and discomfort throughout her body… She reached out, took the showerhead, and gently ran it along her delicate skin, from top to bottom, gradually moving to her soft abdomen, then down to wash her private pubic hair. Beads of glistening dewdrops clung to the slightly brownish-gold hair…

A shiver ran through me, a tingling, pleasurable sensation. My vagina felt sticky and slippery, as if a mysterious, clear nectar was slowly flowing from deep within. The previous hot, swollen feeling gradually subsided… The warm water washed away my fatigue and soothed my desire…

Under the gentle caress of the hot water, I let out a long sigh. My face flushed a rosy hue from the steam, like a ripe, tender apple, tempting one to take a bite… My misty eyes shimmered with a gentle, tender emotion, a hint of vulnerability, an indescribable allure…

…

After half an hour of this, I slowly turned off the hot water, carefully dried myself, draped a clean white towel over myself, and stepped out.

Thankfully, Bailu isn't here today, otherwise I definitely would have taken a nice, relaxing hot bath… He would have tried everything to cling to me, calling out sweetly, “Wife… you smell so good… so soft… it feels so good to hold you…” Then, he would kiss my lips and take full advantage of me.

But… having this thought is really strange. Tilting my head slightly, I gaze at the clock on the wall, somewhat puzzled: why is it that after just one day apart, I find myself thinking of him?

Could it be... that I really am—that fickle, promiscuous woman, always wanting more than I have?

Could it be... that I'm truly the kind of woman who can't resist temptation and is easily overpowered?

No, no... I'm absolutely not like that.

I clearly... clearly only love one person... the one who loves me most... my Bai Qi... I don't want to be tempted by Bai Lu, I don't want to love Bai Qi and Bai Lu at the same time.

When I see Bai Lu, I can try to ignore that inexplicable sense of peace that rises in my heart... When I hear him call me "wife," I can ignore that bittersweet joy... I can stop thinking about those hazy dreams...

Yes, I need to cut the Gordian knot quickly, I can't let a moment of weakness ruin Bai Lu's bright future.

Chapter 130 A Carefully Designed "Trap"

"Wife..." A sweet, cotton-candy-like voice rang in my ears, ethereal and fleeting, like a light cloud floating in the sky.

"No...no..." Don't call me that anymore. Her small hands tightly covered her delicate ears, her head shaking like a rattle, her large almond-shaped eyes tightly shut, a trace of pain flashing across her beautiful face.

White Egret, I can't resist your temptation...so please, please don't deliberately tempt me anymore...deepening the indelible guilt in my heart.

But...every time I think of...those slightly tearful, alluring eyes, that sorrowful expression, that handsome face that seems to want to speak but cannot...it's as if it overlaps with the deepest shadow hidden in my heart, that inexplicable heartache makes it impossible for me to be cruel...

"What to do? What to do?" Who can understand this contradictory feeling? Who can help me?

Helplessly hugging myself, biting my red lower lip tightly, I hid in the spacious, bright room, silently weeping...

...

The melodious ringtone rang in the empty room, interrupting my sorrowful thoughts.

I picked up my phone from the edge of the bed and saw an unfamiliar number flashing incessantly, on and off.

"Hello...who is this...?" I held the phone to my ear, pressed the answer button, and asked casually.

"This is Ye Yue, do you remember me? We just met last night." A clear laugh came from the other end of the line, like a beautiful wind chime playing a melodious tune in the breeze: "Last night's postgraduate entrance exam lecture." She added with a smile, reminding me.

"I remember." I smiled slightly, my face like blooming pink and white pear blossoms, elegant and beautiful.

"What can I do for you?" I asked, the image of the beautiful girl I met yesterday automatically appearing in my mind. She was pretty and generous, with an indescribable aloofness and pride, her features delicate and exquisite, like a foreign doll.

"You left in a hurry after registering yesterday and didn't collect your gift bag. Last night, with so many people, I forgot to keep you company... To express my apology, I prepared a gift, hoping you'll accept it. When would you be free to come and collect it?" she asked politely.

Her words suddenly reminded me of last night—after registering, I was roughly dragged away by an angry Bai Qi, all the way home, and thrown onto the bed… I didn't even have time to collect my special gift package. Luckily—today, this beautiful woman named Ye Yue called to remind me, otherwise…

“I have time now, can I come to the school to pick it up?” I asked.

“If you want to pick it up now, please come to our headquarters. The address is xx Street, xx Road, xx Number. I'll be waiting for you at headquarters.” She patiently explained, and only hung up after I had memorized it.

Looking at the address in my hand, I was slightly stunned. The address of this postgraduate entrance exam preparation institution was actually in the most bustling part of the city, the very place where Bai Lu and I went shopping last time.

Now… Bai Qi and Bai Lu aren't home. If I take a bus, it will probably take two or three hours to get from my home to the place she mentioned, and that's assuming there's no traffic.

Sigh, I just said I was going to forget about them, and now I'm thinking about them again...

...Forget it, forget it, I shouldn't always rely on Baiqi and Bailu. I already decided to take

my own postgraduate entrance exam and make my own decisions.

Now it's just about the study materials. I'll leave early and come back early so I can study properly in the evening.

...

I took a set of rose-red bra and panties from the closet, quickly put them on, and chose a light purple ruffled dress. Wearing it, my smooth, slender legs were exposed to the air, and my delicate feet were adorned with high-heeled retro Roman sandals.

Standing in front of the tall dressing mirror, I casually smoothed my silky hair and examined my outfit with satisfaction—elegant and refined, like a lotus flower emerging from the water.

Dressed impeccably, I picked up my pearl-studded handbag, checked the time—half an hour had passed—and rushed downstairs, not noticing that my Nokia 97 Mini phone lay peacefully beside my pillow, silently left behind.

…

Panting, I arrived at the headquarters address Ye Yue had mentioned, but the beautiful woman was nowhere to be seen. At this crucial moment, I couldn't find my phone to contact her; I must have carelessly left it at home when I went out.

Now, I couldn't check the time, and I couldn't find her. What should I do?

Mustering my courage, I asked a passing couple, "Excuse me, do you know of any postgraduate entrance exam preparation institutions around here?" "We don't know," they replied politely.

Stopping a handsome young man passing by, I hesitantly asked, "Excuse me, do you know where the XX postgraduate entrance exam preparation institution is?" "I'm sorry, I don't know," he smiled apologetically and turned to leave.

"Excuse me, is this xx Street, xx Road?" Having asked several people without knowing, I was a little discouraged. I stopped a stylish man passing by and asked.

"Yes." He took off his sunglasses and looked me up and down.

"Then do you know where xx is?" I asked, a hint of surprise in my eyes. My almond-shaped eyes blinked as I gazed at him, my rosy cheeks unable to hide my joy.

"Go that way." He pointed, offering his help readily. "Do you need me to take you there?"

"Okay, thank you so much." I smiled sweetly and was about to follow him.

"Senior!!! You're finally here! I've been waiting for you for so long!" A clear, cheerful female voice came from behind me, a pair of warm hands grabbing my thin arm.

"Huh?" I turned around in surprise and saw Ye Yue standing behind me, a radiant smile blooming on her cool, beautiful face. "I've finally waited for you." A youthful aura emanated from her, carrying a faint fragrance.

"I called you so many times, but you didn't answer." She complained slightly.

"Sorry, I forgot my phone." I looked at her apologetically, marveling at her beauty and charm, like a lustful old man gazing greedily at her exquisite face, silently sighing: the Creator has truly bestowed all the luck upon her.

—A cold and aloof aura, delicate features, a fiery figure, high, firm breasts, a waist so slender it could be encircled, rounded, pert buttocks, straight, long legs…

"Senior, let's go this way." She pulled me in the opposite direction.

"But…" I turned back to look at the stylish man who had just given me directions. He clearly said this way, so why was Ye Yue pulling me this way?

He shrugged, put on his sunglasses, smiled slightly, waved at me, and turned to leave.

"Senior, what are you looking at? Over here, over here, in this building, on the second floor, let's go up together." Ye Yue's gentle smile lingered in my ears.

Chapter 131 A Carefully Designed "Trap"

The more beautiful a woman is, the more she resembles a beautiful, venomous snake. She will coil around you, tightly binding you, making you unable to move… She will hiss and threaten you, her bright red tongue flicking in your ear, wanting to bite you hard at any moment.

I always thought this saying only worked on men.

But I never imagined it would work on women too.

…

Going upstairs, I had no idea what I would encounter next.

I completely forgot the old saying: Know yourself and know your enemy.

…

Before, I always felt the name Ye Yue was inexplicably familiar; those two characters, "Yingying," lingered on my tongue, seemingly occupying a significant place in my memory.

However, I could never quite recall what exactly happened in that memory.

...

Walking up the slightly crowded stairwell, past the crampedly decorated suite, she pulled me to a semi-transparent glass door, pushed it open, and turned back with a smile, "Senior, over here."

A slender hand approached me, a strong, delicate fragrance wafting towards me—the scent was indescribable, but undeniably pleasant. Before I knew it, it enveloped me.

"Achoo..." A violent sneeze escaped my lips. I sniffed, glancing apologetically at Ye Yue.

She withdrew her hand nonchalantly, deftly moved behind me, and gave me a firm push on the back—

I stumbled and fell inside.

Before me was a slightly cramped room. A desk stood before a small window, crammed full of books. A ray of sunlight barely pierced through the slightly greasy, gray-blue curtains, scattering across the floor covered in crumpled papers.

I steadied myself, somewhat speechless, and surveyed the legendary postgraduate entrance exam headquarters; it was completely empty.

Ye Yue crouched down, pulled a thick box from under her desk, rummaged around on the table for a moment, found a paper bag, stuffed it inside, and handed it to me, a bright smile playing on her red lips: "Senior, this is your big gift package, please take it."

Her voice was light and cheerful, revealing a satisfied joy.

She'd probably finished her task, I thought. Carrying the heavy package, I said goodbye and turned to leave.

This kind of part-time job, though it wouldn't earn much money, would definitely provide a lot of experience. I thought to myself, Ye Yue called me "senior" before, so she must be a freshman or sophomore… but I hadn't thought to take advantage of that time…

With a soft sigh, I unconsciously walked down the stairs.

Standing on the bustling street, the sky was already slightly darkening, the streetlights were just coming on, and a dazzling display of lights and colors filled my vision—a truly unique sight.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing the hem of my pale purple skirt to flutter gently. The slightly chilly air brushed against my skin, making me shiver involuntarily. A cool current of coldness ran down my spine, rushing straight to my brain… I should have been more alert, but instead, I felt somewhat intoxicated, my whole body weak and powerless, as if… I was completely drunk… A tingling sensation spread through my skin…

What was happening?

I took a step forward, and each step felt like walking on cotton, soft and yielding… I couldn't help but want to slide down… I quickly reached out to grab something nearby, but ended up grabbing the person who had just passed by.

Feeling the person next to me pause, I quickly apologized, “I'm sorry…” My voice trailed off. I looked at the stylishly dressed man beside me in surprise. He took off his sunglasses and smiled slightly at me… I really didn't expect to run into him again—the man in sunglasses I had asked about earlier.

"What's wrong?" He reached out with concern, supporting my slightly trembling arm. His strong hand gripped my slender arm, lifting me like an eagle snatching a chick. "Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Uncomfortable

? ...No, no, it feels so good. A tingling sensation spread through my arm he held tightly, my whole body felt weak, and I just wanted to snuggle against him...

Cold... Hot... An indescribable feeling spread from the bottom of my heart, itchy, yet I couldn't scratch it. I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, and I pouted, scolding, "Let go of me."

-- But this scolding, with its slightly nasal tone, was seen by others as a coquettish, soft refusal, seemingly a rejection but actually a seduction. My

clear, watery almond eyes lifted slightly, glancing at him sideways, revealing a hint of charm. Two rosy clouds rose on my delicate cheeks, shy and timid, like two blooming peach blossoms. My elegant, slender neck was smooth and delicate, with a barely visible, exquisite collarbone.

…The man's gaze paused slightly, no longer looking down. He gripped me tighter, but moved slightly away, asking with concern, "Miss, what's wrong? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No, let me go!" I waved my hands frantically, struggling violently, throwing the gift box I had just received into his arms, and running away.

…

Chapter 132 A Carefully Designed "Trap"

The man, clutching the gift box in one hand, stared blankly at the girl's stumbling escape. His large hand clenched slightly; the smooth, silky sensation still lingered on his fingertips, the faint fragrance seemingly still lingering in his nostrils…

Only when the pale purple figure was out of sight did he lower his head, look at the heavy box in his hand, hesitate for a moment, then slightly opened it, peeked inside, and his expression changed drastically.

—This, this beautiful and pure girl…the gift box she's holding is clearly…is…various sizes, pink in color…male genitalia?

She looks so beautiful and delicate…yet she's such…such a thirsty woman?…and casually carries men's genitals?…So thirsty?…Then, wouldn't it be better to just find a man to satisfy her??

Or…is the man she chose him?

Recalling her seductive, boneless advances, her stumbling departure, her unhurried steps, her graceful figure… he couldn't help but swallow hard, clutching the gift box tightly, his expression smug, unable to contain his smug delight

. Right now, he was more than willing to chase after her, offering his strong male body to soothe her insatiable thirst…

Watching Rose stumble forward, the unfamiliar man, carrying the gift box, hurried after her. At the second-floor window, a graceful figure leaned against the white wall, her slender hand slowly brushing against a strand of long, smooth black hair.

A radiant smile bloomed on her cold, beautiful face, her shimmering eyes flickering slightly, revealing uncontainable joy and a hint of barely concealed smugness

—after being raped by so many other men, will President Bai Qi still want you?

Her red lips curved slightly, a charming smile blooming subtly on her delicate face. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, lost in thought.

Since ancient times, the deep-seated flaws of Chinese men have existed—they themselves may be seasoned warriors and indulge in philandering, yet they demand that their women remain pure and chaste. Once a woman loses her virginity, her fate is either to be drowned in a pig cage or to be abandoned.

In modern society, there's no longer the practice of drowning in pig cages, but being abandoned is still predictable.

Wasn't she the same? Because she wasn't a virgin, President Bai Qi pushed her away so harshly, giving Qiangwei another chance…

She was unwilling!!! How could she be willing?

…Qiangwei, if I can't have you, you can't have you either.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in her bright eyes, her slender fingers tightly gripping a strand of hair, her knuckles turning slightly white.

Her body felt very wrong, her head was dizzy, as if she were dreaming, her body was weak, her legs almost unable to support her weight—I'm not heavy, I can usually support myself, so why today… Her brain, which was about to shut down, couldn't think of anything…

Could it be that the man from earlier, what did he do when he pulled me?

—I've heard there's a kind of incense that can make someone lose their senses and become completely submissive just by waving it under their nose… News like this often appears in newspapers and online…

I never imagined it would actually happen to me.

What should I do? What should I do??

I frantically ran forward, reaching for my phone… Oh no, oh no, where's my phone?? I can't find it! Is it in the gift box I just threw away? Or… did I forget to bring it with me??

Waaah… what should I do??

My heart is pounding with fear. Where should I run? Should I run home? Or to school?? But I can't seem to find either of those places no matter how long I run…

So, should I go somewhere crowded? Or somewhere less crowded??

What should I do??

… Husband!! Egret!! Where are you?? "Help me,

my esteemed ladies! It's been a long time. I wonder if you still remember me...

I've been lazy for a while, but I'm going to work hard to update my writing soon. Please support me! "

Come on, let's have a chat.

Chapter 133: A Carefully Designed "Trap"

Bai Lu was slightly taken aback, his expression hardening. He raised his delicate chin, and his bright, alluring eyes narrowed slightly—just now, he seemed to have heard his wife's call?

Without time to think, he quickly pulled out his phone, his slender fingers tapping a few times to dial Rose's number. "Beep beep..." It was busy; no one answered. He hung up and dialed the villa's number. "Beep beep..." Still busy; no one answered.

His eyebrows, like those in a landscape painting, furrowed slightly. His heart pounded irregularly, faster and faster, a wave of uncontrollable panic washing over him. His heart dangled in mid-air, swaying precariously—an indescribable feeling. He had a bad feeling, as if the most important person he had finally found was about to disappear from his side again…

Something must have happened. Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone so long without answering her phone.

Was she still with Bai Qi?

Probably not, otherwise, he wouldn't be so panicked. So worried about her.

…Husband…Husband…Save me… The silent call grew clearer and clearer, striking his heart again and again, heavier and heavier, like a sharp, small knife, carving into his heart…

One after another, panicked, helpless, and filled with a faint plea… He couldn't ignore it; his whole heart clenched and twisted.

Was it because he had tampered with things when he erased Rose's memories last time, leaving his past memories beneath her, that he could sense her cries for help so acutely this time? Or was it because…he held a more important place in her heart, so in this moment of crisis, she called out to him like this?

Whatever the reason… Now, assuming his wife is truly in trouble, he must go find her.

Like a prince, he must overcome all obstacles to help his princess.

The biggest difficulty is that she's not currently at the villa. So, where could she be?

Where exactly is she?

Bai Lu's expression was solemn. Her slender fingers gently rubbed her temples, her dewy eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze gradually becoming alluring, as if two burning flames were burning within them. A stumbling, pale purple figure gradually came into view. Something seemed wrong with her; her delicate and pretty face was slightly flushed, her eyes were watery and hazy, her rosy lips were slightly parted, she was panting, and she kept turning her head to look back, her expression panicked, as if she was afraid of something.

Looking back, not seeing the path beneath her feet, the little girl tripped over a stone ledge and fell to the ground. Her delicate legs scraped against the rough surface, drawing a red welt at her knee…

Seeing her fall, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly reached out to help her up, forgetting that this… was just an illusion.

Seeing her fall, he felt more pain than she did. He longed to rush forward and hold her in his arms, to gently protect her.

But what was behind her, making her so frantic and reckless? Those beautiful eyes filled with affection, that limp waist—it didn't seem like the result of running, but rather like—the alluring charm of passion…

Damn it, how did she end up outside alone, putting herself in such a dangerous situation?

Bai Lu snapped out of his daze, a layer of anger rising on his exquisitely beautiful face. His bright, dewy eyes became even more alluring, shimmering like the finest obsidian.

His pale lips pressed tightly together; he decided to set off immediately to rescue his wife and, incidentally, teach her a lesson, to see if she dared to be so disobedient again.

Chapter 134 A Carefully Designed "Trap"

"Ouch..." It hurts...it hurts so much...I was only looking back and didn't see where I was standing, and I tripped.

I fell to the ground, tears welling up in my eyes. A piercing pain shot through my knee. Looking down, I saw that my fair, tender skin had been scraped raw by the rough ground, and tiny beads of bright red blood were seeping out...But this pain did bring a sliver of clarity to my muddled thoughts.

Seizing this fleeting moment of clarity, I thought for a moment about what had

just happened. The strange man in sunglasses had been holding me tightly, refusing to let go… But the tighter he gripped, the more strangely my body felt, an uncontrollable urge to press against him…

So, I threw the gift box I was holding at him, trying to use the weight of the thick, heavy book to push him away… Then I turned and ran. Just as I rounded a corner, I leaned against the wall, panting heavily, feeling hot and weak, utterly powerless.

However, before I could rest for long, I heard hurried footsteps behind me. Turning around, I saw that the strange man had caught up with me…

I was startled. Why had he caught up with me…? I didn't have time to examine his expression closely, but I knew clearly that something was wrong…

So without thinking, I took off running, wanting to escape his sight before he caught up.

Cleverly, I kept turning, running in circles around corner after corner…

Yes, my body wasn't quite right, and being a girl, how could I possibly outrun a young, strong man? If I kept turning like this… then when he reached a corner, he would have to stop and assess the direction, giving me a chance to catch my breath and continue escaping his pursuit.

I dared not stop, I could only keep running… running… running… occasionally glancing back, as long as I couldn't see him, I could be a little more cautious and keep running forward…

It's so scary, a strange man is chasing me... I don't know his purpose, but I'm instinctively afraid... especially now that my body is so uncomfortable.

...Why is he chasing me? Is it to help me? Or... to hurt me?

The latter is more likely... I don't want him to catch me... No

... Waaah... Ah... Husband, husband... where are you? Come save me...

...

A layer of warm, clear liquid welled up in my almond-shaped eyes. I blinked, quickly squeezed away the tears, and endured the pain in my knees as I got up.

The pain in my legs made it impossible for me to run anymore. Looking around, I realized that a hundred meters ahead was the amusement park where I had visited with Bailu last time.

That man in sunglasses would never imagine that I would secretly hide inside.

Thinking of this, I endured the pain in my feet and slowly moved forward, comforting myself and quietly encouraging myself.

Thank goodness I hadn't twisted my delicate heel in those high heels, otherwise, I probably would have had to crawl... This was truly a stroke of luck... Come on, the hundred meters is almost there. He was so confused by my tangled walk that he couldn't catch up and couldn't see me hiding inside the amusement park.

Once I'm inside, I'll be at ease; no one will be able to find me. Because it's getting late, the amusement park is about to close, and the entrance is sparsely populated with people heading home. Only I would sneak in and find a secluded spot... Ugh... Ha... Damn it

, my body is getting even hotter, a tingling, weak feeling, my legs are going weak, and I almost collapse again...

It seems... it seems my little hole... my tight little hole is throbbing with a hot, tingling, swelling sensation... Ugh... It's so uncomfortable...

I think... I can't hold on any longer...

...

Chapter 135 The Impatient, Delicate Body

"Heh...heh...um...hoo...ha..." Her delicate white hands secretly lifted the hem of her pale purple skirt, gradually moving upwards along her smooth, white legs. The gentle caresses stirred a tingling, almost imperceptible pleasure... Her soft palms pressed against her smooth skin, so itchy, so comfortable... She couldn't help but rub them up and down...

Her exquisite face flushed crimson, her watery almond eyes sparkling with spring's passion. She gazed at the dark sky, seemingly unfocused on the pale silver crescent moon and the bright star beside it...

rosy ... Her small mouth parted slightly, panting heavily. Her pearly white teeth bit her lower lip tightly, trying to swallow back the suppressed, soft moans...

I curled up weakly, leaning against the pillar behind me. My small hands uncontrollably slid down her skirt to her soft, hidden, moist private parts. My slender fingertips gently touched her pale pink panties, gradually feeling the thin fabric become damp. First, it was a tiny spot the size of a fingernail, then it slowly became wet and sticky, turning into a round fingertip, then growing larger, a large, wet patch, almost dripping with water...

"Ha...ha..." I bit my lower lip tightly, afraid to moan out loud, afraid that the slightest sound would let someone find me. What if that man in sunglasses came after me...? A hint of fear flashed in my amorous almond eyes: What should I do if he comes after me? In this position, to others, I'd probably only look like I'm being ravaged...

But, my mind was burning and throbbing, and I couldn't help but swallow hard. My finger, through my underwear, pressed heavily against the hidden pearl, and a jolt of electric pleasure shot from it throughout my entire vagina... My empty vagina writhed incessantly, making my whole body tremble slightly...

I longed... to be... ravaged... so much... so much... for a thick, hard penis to pound heavily into my vagina... so much... so much... for a large hand to... heavily... Stroking my pearl…

Warm spring water slipped silently down, quietly flowing out from the winding path, carrying a faint fragrance and a touch of slipperiness, staining my light-colored panties, making my slender fingertips incredibly wet… Another small

hand slid slowly upwards along my soft waist, brushing past the side of my waist, gradually circling and teasing my flat stomach, then sliding up to my two high, warm, soft mounds, pinching one soft, elastic peach, and giving it a heavy squeeze…

“Hoo…” An indescribable pleasure spread throughout my body, gathering at the wet entrance of my little hole, making me gasp uncontrollably, feeling my little hole become even hotter and swollen, the tender flesh inside swelling up, sticking together, wet and slippery, itchy, an indescribable discomfort and emptiness…

Ah… What to do? What to do?

Slender fingers slipped inside the thin panties, accurately finding the alluring pink pearl, and pressed down heavily. However, the slippery, wet touch made the fingertips lose their aim, and instead slid diagonally to the entrance of the vagina, where the thirsty little mouth held it tightly, sucking it with great pleasure and tenderness, refusing to let go...

Chapter 136 The impatient thirsty body

The tender fingertips were tightly held by the moist, fragrant, and warm entrance, sucking it eagerly, eagerly entwining itself with this hard-won delicacy.

The pink and rosy pearl trembled slightly, blooming brightly, wanting to chase after that nimble touch of the fingertip, but it couldn't resist the lingering sucking of the opening, unable to obtain that longed-for comfort. It was anxious, restless, slightly swollen, aroused, expectant…

Warm, moist, sticky spring fluid slowly flowed from the deep, fragrant path, silently wetting the slender fingers, trickling down the delicate fingers, dripping onto the base of the fingers, making the soft white palms wet, creating a uniquely erotic atmosphere.

“Huff… huff…” Snow-white teeth bit down on the red, tender lips, and uncontrollable erotic moans quietly escaped from within, even more pronounced in the slightly chilly night.

“Ha… ha…” I squinted slightly, gazing ahead, my vision slightly blurred, unable to see clearly. Her small hand slid slowly around her vulva, her index fingertip touching the pink clitoris, stroking and playing with it back and forth, lightly and heavily, teasing it, feeling wave after wave of overwhelming pleasure travel from her fingertip through the clitoris, quickly reaching the depths of her flower, bringing wave after wave of endless wetness, feeling the mysterious opening slightly contract, spasming, opening and closing...

So happy... So happy... Ah... Her vulva contracted slightly in wave after wave of pleasure, and in the endless pleasure, there seemed to be... a slight loneliness... and emptiness...

Hmm... If, at this moment... a big, thick penis... pounded in heavily... soothing and warming all the soft, satin-like flesh in her secret passage... slamming heavily against the deepest part of her cervix... how wonderful that would be...

That I must hold it tightly in my mouth... savoring it slowly, not letting it escape... Mmm...

So empty... So empty... Ha...

The clear nectar soaked my light-colored panties, staining my pale purple skirt, a large patch of wet, sticky liquid... appearing incredibly alluring and wanton...

My delicate white hands circled the entrance, gently caressing it, not daring to insert my slender fingers to satisfy the spreading, endless emptiness...

Suddenly, a pair of strong, powerful hands pressed down on my small hands, accurately targeting the slightly swollen, red pearl, gently and slowly kneading it, the force slightly fierce, but adding an indescribable pleasure...

So comfortable... I sighed softly, comfortably squinting my eyes, my slender neck slightly raised...

No!!! Who is it? Touching me?

Who? ...Could it be...the man in sunglasses from earlier? He, he...actually...found me?

No...don't...

I opened my eyes in panic and felt a dark shadow pressing down on me. A strong musky scent hit me, and domineering lips pressed against mine. A wet tongue followed the shape of my lips, licking them heavily, and then kissing me impatiently.

No…no…

My eyes were covered by his large hands, plunging the whole world into darkness, filled with the aura of male aggression…I was about to cry out when, in that brief moment, his nimble tongue forcefully slipped into my mouth, entwining with mine, licking and kissing me deeply and shallowly, as if I were eating a juicy jelly, greedily sucking it in, bringing a tingling, numb sensation…

No…no…um…I…want…I…want…ah…

Chapter 137 The Hungry Body That Can't Wait 3~

After his heavy kisses, my body seemed even softer.

My long, straight legs felt so weak they were almost like a puddle of water, while my mysterious private parts became even more erect, welcoming his large hands' wanton play. The swollen pearl trembled and softened under his teasing, wanting to escape, yet unable to resist the soft pleasure, yielding to it in every way. My little hole was so soft, a warm pool of spring water gurgling out, the clear, transparent water staining the slightly rough fingers of his large hands...

He grabbed my small hands, aimed at the rosy pearl, and flicked it hard, a jolt of electric pleasure quickly spreading throughout my body... My little hole felt hot and swollen, the tender flesh inside slightly red and swollen, constantly writhing, an uncontrollable tingling sensation emanating from the depths of my uterus, spreading tingly throughout my entire tender hole...

I tried to pull my hands away, wanting to push him away, but because my body was too weak, my two white, tender hands rested on his chest, pushing him lightly, with a hint of wanting to welcome but resisting.

The unbearable thirst in my vagina made me want to squeeze my legs together, using the sensation of rubbing up and down to relieve the overwhelming desire within me. Unexpectedly, this unconscious action clamped down hard on his large hand. He paused slightly, his hand trembling, his nimble tongue also momentarily halting, his breathing becoming slightly heavy.

Suddenly, he sucked hard on my tongue, bit by bit, with a slightly rough, forceful sucking, drawing my tongue into his mouth in one go… Seeing my tongue surrender, he seemed even more excited, sucking harder and harder, as if eating the most delicious jelly, bringing indescribable pain…

“Ugh… ha…” I couldn’t breathe, my body becoming even weaker, my small hands weakly pressed against his chest… My face flushed slightly, full of signs of passion… A strand of saliva slid down from our intertwined lips, carrying a warm sensation that quickly turned cool, bringing an indescribable tingling, a subtle, teasing feeling in my heart.

His large hand slid down my private parts, his entire palm scraping heavily against the sparse hair, getting wet and sticky with spring water, and precisely stopping at the slightly parted entrance of my vagina. Before it could even pause, my thirsty flower cave swallowed it whole, eagerly licking and kissing his fingertips...

Warm, moist, like a spring, or a gentle and affectionate little mouth, teasing...

He couldn't help but thrust hard, his long fingers plunging in completely, pushing open the soft, delicate, and tight passage, pressing heavily against a sensitive spot. My vagina shuddered, tightly gripping his finger, and a large gush of spring water rushed down, washing over that finger, spreading everywhere along it...

"Mmm... mmm... huff... huff... ha... ha..." I breathed heavily, my soft moans being swallowed by his mouth... His breathing became even heavier, spraying onto my skin, bringing waves of itchiness and comfort.

No…no…no…a weak voice in my head warned me, who is he? …I don’t want…a stranger…to touch me…

but…another voice…is saying…so good…so pleasurable…who cares who he is…as long as he…has a big cock…that’s enough…come and fuck me to death…

ha…ha…

The emptiness and pleasure intertwined, the complex feelings easily devoured my reason. My limp body allowed him to play with me at will, letting those big hands roughly enter and exit my private parts between my legs, stirring up wave after wave of pleasure…

long fingers were restlessly exploring my secret passage. He slid in, then thrust slightly to the left, pulled back a little, pressed down on the tender flesh on the right, and pressed down hard... Occasionally, he would gently caress and play with the

tender flesh... This caused waves of spring water to flow, one after another, endlessly, soaking my entire little hole... If I could see, I would definitely see those strands of clear, transparent, slightly sticky spring dew, converging into a long silver thread, lewdly sliding down from the entrance of my little hole, lingering endlessly...

He pulled back slightly, but his large hand tightly covered my eyes, his breathing heavy and rapid... He seemed to be staring intently at me, but for a long time he did not make a move.

I felt my two plump, white, peach-like breasts tremble slightly, soft and yielding, as if waiting to be plucked. I couldn't help but thrust my breasts high, swaying slightly…

My vagina was also unbearably numb, itchy and swollen, utterly empty, seemingly unable to withstand the withdrawal of my fingers… But at this moment, my hands were weak and powerless, unable to satisfy myself… I couldn't help but slightly open my legs, then tightly clamp them together, rubbing them up and down, again and again…

…

…

Suddenly, he leaned in, his strong hands parting my tightly closed legs. Then, a hot, huge object pressed against me, parting the wet pubic hair, touching the swollen pink pearl, pressing against it with varying pressure, circling it a few times, sliding up and down along the outer edge of my vagina…

This is… a big penis???

Whose… big penis???

No…no…uh…ah…

The thick, hard penis pressed against the entrance of my vagina, bringing a throbbing, threatening pressure. My thirsty little hole gently held it, but couldn't swallow it whole…it seemed…too big…

no…don't…come in…ha…I don't want a stranger's…big penis…

come in…hurry…come in…big penis…I need you…I'm so itchy…come help me stop the itch…woo…come in quickly…

Two thoughts battled in my mind, but in a flash, I was forcefully violated.

Uh…in…in…it's in…so…painful…yet so…comfortable…

The mental anguish was instantly conquered by the physical pleasure. The moment he thrust in, I reached orgasm, my vagina soaking wet, convulsing slightly…Instant satisfaction spread throughout my body, leaving me gasping for breath, unable to utter a single word.

He bent down and took my left, plump, white breast into his mouth, sucking hard—ah, I gasped, my body tensing, an electric-like pleasure spreading rapidly from the tip of my breast throughout my body, gathering in the tender flesh where his penis touched, sending a tingling, intense sensation through me…

So pleasurable…

He savored my tender, white breast, sucking hard and deeply, one bite after another, bringing indescribable joy, chasing away the endless emptiness and igniting waves of pleasure.

But…

that thick, menacing penis remained inside me, trembling slightly, refusing to move.

Why… wouldn't it thrust?

Even with that huge, craving cock inside me, I couldn't shake the endless emptiness. It swelled up inside me, making me so uncomfortable…

My vagina gripped his cock tightly, the tender flesh contracting, the passage so tight and intoxicating. Holding his cock, I sucked on its tip, biting down hard, releasing quickly, then taking another bite… a seductive, alluring enticement, devouring me…

Darkness enveloped me; his large hands still covered my eyes. I couldn't see him, couldn't see the scene before me, making my senses even sharper. I could hear his slightly suppressed, heavy breathing… The sensations on my skin were heightened; I could feel the heat emanating from him, the beads of sweat on my skin…

But… I don't know this person…

I… was violated… by a stranger…

Husband… Senior…

I… am no longer pure…

A sudden wave of sadness washed over me, an uncontrollable sadness: How could I face anyone now?

But at this moment, the penis inside my vagina began to move, slowly withdrawing, not quite pulling out a fraction, then thrusting in a third more, then withdrawing slightly, then slamming in again, again and again. Its large, rounded tip carved and prodded within my tender, tight passage, domineeringly thrusting and playing with me...

"Mmm...uh...hoo...hoo..." Uncontrollable moans of lust escaped from my small, cherry-like, swollen lips, filled with endless allure.

His other large hand gripped my slender waist, clamping it tightly, forcefully lifting my buttocks high, further accommodating his powerful thrusts.

The penis slapped against my warm, moist vagina with a "plop, plop" sound, as if trying to ravage it. The force was fierce and violent, knocking me backward. My pink back pressed against the pillar. I felt a slight pain, but he quickly pulled me back, welcoming another powerful thrust from the penis. The heavy force almost tore my vagina apart, kissing my tender cervix hard, bringing an indescribable tingling sensation and a slight pain...

"Ah...ah..." I gasped softly, my beautiful voice slightly hoarse, overwhelmed by the overwhelming pleasure, my mind blank, unable to think of anything...

The tingling sensation on my breasts combined with the surging pleasure within my flower cave made my body tense, trembling, almost unbearable...

Suddenly, a large gush of spring tide gushed from the depths of my flower core, spraying onto the tip of my penis, abundant and plentiful, lasting for more than ten seconds... My flower cave convulsed violently, gripping my large penis tightly, refusing to let go, sucking and squeezing it heavily...

My penis seemed unable to withstand such... The tight, sucking sensation trembled as it pressed against the deepest part, spurting out hot, turbid fluid…

Chapter 138 The Beast's Wish Fulfilled 1~ The intense

passion gradually subsided, replaced by a sense of disappointment and desolation that deepened within… like a pure white cloth suddenly splattered with patches of black paint… or like a piece of smooth, transparent glass shattering abruptly, embedding itself in the heart…

an indescribable feeling…

The vagina was still spasming, but the heart began to slowly grow cold. Just moments ago it was fragrant April, but now it felt like a cold December, windless yet inexplicably chilly.

The penis moved back and forth inside the vagina a couple of times, then stopped, slightly softening.

He had just… ejaculated all his turbid fluid into my body… not a single drop left…

Could I be pregnant?

Could I… be pregnant with a stranger's child?

...

I slowly closed my eyes, letting his long, wet eyelashes brush against his warm palms. A sense of desolation washed over me, cold and still, like a calm, undisturbed lake under the pale moonlight.

The lingering spasms in my vagina were still there, sucking on his penis with great pleasure, savoring the indescribable joy.

His large hand moved away from my eyes, my bright almond-shaped eyes tightly closed, showing no sign of opening. My long eyelashes trembled slightly, like two butterflies fluttering gracefully. A blush of desire still lingered on my delicate face, my small, red lips slightly parted, my soft breaths like a tempting cherry, making one want to lower their head and pluck it...

Waves of spring tide surged from the depths of my flower, flowing forth like nectar from a spring, endless and continuous. The throbbing spasms subsided slightly, and my vagina, as if satiated, lazily held onto the penis inside, still tight, greedily refusing to let go…

I didn't want to look…

I didn't want to open my eyes to see this cold and cruel world.

If I didn't look, I could deceive myself: the one who had violated me was the person I knew best—Bai Qi, not some complete stranger.

Could all of this just be a dream?

In my dream, I was framed, chased, and ran into an amusement park at night, hiding in a small cabin on a Ferris wheel… When I woke up, I found it was all just a dream. I was lying in bed, and the person on top of me was Bai Qi???

But I still didn't dare open my eyes.

If everything was real, what should I do?

... The penis slowly withdrew from my flower-like opening, and with a "pop

,

" it pulled away from my vagina. A large stream of clear, cloudy liquid flowed from the closed opening, dripping down...A pair of large hands embraced my round, firm, peach-like buttocks, easily lifting me up and gently placing me against the pillar behind me. He leaned down, wanting to kiss my lips...

No!!! I turned my head away, tightly closing my eyes.

His lips landed on my cheek, near my ear. This light, off-target kiss sent a shiver down my spine.

A wet, hot object approached my genitals, rubbing upwards along the smooth, delicate skin between my legs. It quickly reached my private parts, rubbing back and forth against the outer edge of my vulva, growing hotter and hotter. Occasionally, it would tease my still swollen and sensitive clitoris, arousing an indescribable wave of tingling pleasure, making me feel even weaker all over. I could only let it play with me as it pleased.

"Don't touch me... ah..." Before I could finish speaking, he took my earlobe into his mouth, gently sucking on it a few times, then grinding it hard with his teeth, unsatisfied... A tingling sensation traveled down my ear, along my long, elegant neck, to my breasts, where his strong, hot chest was firmly pinning me to his erection, rubbing it lightly and heavily...

My eyes trembled slightly, teased by him to the point of unbearable ecstasy... No matter how I tried to dodge, he could always catch me, happily taking it in his mouth, biting it, one bite after another...

He wasn't satisfied with that, he even chased after my little mouth, wanting to kiss me ... This

was too much! This was intolerable!

I suddenly opened my almond-shaped eyes, my angry gaze shooting at the man stealing my kiss, my red lips slightly parted, ready to unleash my fury.

What came into view was a face as delicate and elegant as a landscape painting. His alluring, dewy eyes shimmered in the night, like beautiful, shimmering glass, gazing at me with tender affection. His thin lips curved slightly upward, a half-smile playing on his lips, and he kissed my red lips deeply.

"My...husband???...Bai Lu???" My almond-shaped eyes widened in utter astonishment.

Just now, the person who violated me was Bai Lu??? The person who kissed my breasts was that eighteen-year-old boy—Bai Lu??? The large, sturdy penis that mercilessly plunged into my body—was my husband—Bai Lu's???

My face flushed crimson, and I lowered my eyes, a fire burning within me... a flame of intense shyness, blazing brightly...

Oh God, what have I done?!

-- Taking advantage of the moment I was drugged, I devoured a young man who had just come of age with lightning speed! -- And this young man, who is also my current boyfriend Bai Qi, is my brother!

I've cheated on him... no, I've let him go...

"Let me go... Bai Lu, I'm your..." sister-in-law... the rest of the words were cut off before he could finish.

"Wife. You are my... wife!!!" He emphasized the last word heavily.

"Let me go...we can't..." Her weak little hands clawed helplessly at his back...

"We're already like this..." He smiled, his eyes glancing downwards at their tightly intertwined genitals, the wet thicket intertwined, his hot, large, pink penis rubbing against her clitoris, sending waves of tingling pleasure through her.

"Let me go...ha...um..." He was so despicable, thrusting so hard into her sensitive clitoris.

"My wife, look, your little hole is gazing at my big penis with such affection, silently begging me..." Bai Lu said with a smile, but the content of his words was obscene and utterly lewd.

"No...uh...you!!!" His hot penis, without warning, suddenly slammed in, sending a shiver of pleasure through her entire little hole, almost making her go limp.

"My wife, I can't bear to see you begging like this..." His tone was soft, but his thrusts were fierce, slamming in heavily, fully inside, then slightly withdrawing before plunging in again, again and again, without any mercy.

"Slower...slower...slower..." My body felt like it was about to break from his thrusts, a mix of numbness and tingling pleasure. Waves of indescribable comfort washed over my vagina, the tides of pleasure building up so fast that my heart pounded wildly, yet I had no choice but to keep up with his rhythm.

"Slow down?? Wife... huff... but I can't slow down... big cock... huff... I love your little hole so much..." He thrust hard while asking, "Do you like your little hole... my big cock...?"

"Ugh... um... ha... too... fast... so deep... no... um..." Her small body was thrown upwards by his thrusts, then pulled back tightly by his large hand, facing his monstrous cock, the "splashing" sounds of water echoing...

"Tell me... do you like me... poking you like this?... um??" He slowly coaxed, the round end pressing against a soft mound of flesh on her upper left side, squeezing hard.

"Ah... ah..." So good, so tingling... don't go, not enough... I want more... ah... um...

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