Huang Rong Mini-Theater (1-2)

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Act One: Attempted Thief Catching Turns into a

Surprise Attempt The night was deep, and the inn was filled with shadowy figures. As the daytime influx of merchants stopped
to rest , Xiangyang gradually quieted down. Erwa hid in the shadows of a mansion in the city, watching two maids
carrying jade trays pass by. After waiting a while, making sure no one was behind him, he cautiously peeked out again and
continued his stealthy advance. Erwa was slightly excited. Along the way, all the maids and servants he had seen were dressed in luxurious clothes; the owners of this place
must be very wealthy. From the maids' conversation, he thought their names were something like Guo Jing and Huang Rong.
If he could successfully pull off a heist, his monthly stipend for the beggar chief would be secured.

Erwa was a refugee who had recently fled from the north to Xiangyang. He had been taken in by a beggar chief in the city, barely managing
to get food. However, the beggar leader who took in Erwa was no kind person; on the contrary, he was extremely ruthless. Many children
who had fled from war were abducted, their limbs broken, and their faces disfigured, then forced to beg. This beggar leader was
a clean-clothes disciple of the Beggars' Clan, and he was usually well-fed. Since the beggars he maimed were not local children, the city constables simply turned a
blind eye. Because Erwa was nimble, he was spared the fate of being crippled and was sent to do some theft. However,
he had not earned anything in the past few days, and seeing that he would soon have his limbs broken and be forced to beg, Erwa was also anxious. Seeing
the luxurious mansion, he took the risk and sneaked in.

Following the cobblestone path, Erwa passed through a garden and saw a faint candlelight
shining . He pressed himself against the wall, held his breath, and slowly peered inside. He saw that a corner of the room was
surrounded by a screen, and he could faintly hear the sound of water coming from inside. It seemed that the owner of the room was taking a bath. Erwa thought to himself, "Heaven is on my side!" He
darted as he was about to succeed, a cold shout rang out: "Who goes there?" Erwa was
startled and realized that there was no screen blocking the view from the bathtub towards the dressing table. From this side, he could see a light mist swirling in the bathtub, and
a naked, beautiful woman was soaking in the fragrant water. Her hair, like clouds, was lazily piled on her head, and her breasts were half-exposed in the water,
with two rosy nipples swaying with the water, extremely alluring. The woman, never expecting a man to intrude while she
bathed , was furious and grabbed a water ladle, hurling it at him. Seeing the ladle hurtling towards him, Erwa
rolled away in a panic, narrowly avoiding it. The ladle grazed his head, the force of the wind stinging his neck, and the stone wall beside
him shattered with a crash. Seeing the power of the throw, Erwa was so frightened he almost wet himself. Knowing he was in deep trouble,
he instinctively lunged to escape.

The beautiful woman snorted coldly, slapped the edge of the tub, spun around, and simultaneously swept her left hand to the side, rolling up her skirt to cover
her body. She then chased after the lecherous thief who dared to spy on her bathing. While running, she flicked her finger, sending a burst of energy shooting into
Erwa's , knocking him to the ground. Just as Erwa was about to get up and run away again, he suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes. Looking up,
he saw a pair of straight legs as smooth as white jade. At the end
of the legs, he could vaguely see a charming shadow. Before he could take a closer look, a crystal-clear jade foot quickly magnified in his vision, pressing his face
down completely.

Seeing no hope of escape, Erwa was about to beg for mercy when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the allure beneath the beautiful woman's skirt, nearly causing him to spit out a nosebleed .
The woman was only wearing a thin, front-opening ruqun (a type
of
traditional Chinese dress), which draped down her shoulders, barely covering her nipples. The exposed half of her chest clearly showed water droplets still sliding down her back. Her large breasts, still recovering from the intense running, trembled and bounced, displaying astonishing elasticity. One side of the ruqun was lifted, the
slit reaching almost to the top of her thigh, revealing her long, plump, and rounded legs. The rosy, full vulva on the inside of her snow-white thighs
was completely exposed, directly assaulting Erwa's eyes.

Seeing Erwa's shifty eyes, the beautiful woman asked with a smile, "Have you seen enough? Was it good?"

Erwa instinctively replied, "Yes, it was good… ah…" Before he could finish the word "see," the woman
stomped on his erect penis, grinding it heavily several times until it shrank
back in pain. Then, she leisurely moved her foot back under her skirt, simultaneously tying the two sides of her skirt around her waist to
conceal her exposed genitals.

This woman was none other than Huang Rong, the mistress of the mansion.

Huang Rong grabbed Erwa from the ground, not bothering to tie him up, and tossed him onto the table, ready to interrogate him
personally .

If it were just an ordinary thief, Huang Rong wouldn't have cared, but this thief had managed to sneak
all the way this was something she couldn't ignore. Although the Guo residence is called a private residence, it is in fact a military stronghold.
All military and civilian decrees in Xiangyang City originate from here. The security within the residence is no less stringent than that of a prince or nobleman, not to mention that everyone
in the residence is highly skilled in martial arts. They can sense even the slightest disturbance. But now, an ordinary thief
can easily sneak into the master's room. What secrets does the Guo residence still have? As the matriarch of the Guo residence and in charge of
the defense of Xiangyang, Huang Rong naturally takes immediate action to capture the culprit and find out what happened.

Before Huang Rong could speak, Erwa frantically begged for mercy: "Kind Madam, please! I didn't
mean to peep at you while you bathe. I just wanted to steal some silver to supplement our household income. Madam, please be magnanimous and forgive me!
I promise this is my first time!" Hearing his blatant lies, Huang Rong sneered: "First time? I'm
not particularly talented, but as the leader of the Beggars' Sect, I consider this mansion well-guarded. How could a thief like you, a first-time thief, manage to sneak
in? Tell me, how exactly did you get in!"

Hearing Huang Rong's words, Erwa trembled with fear. "The leader of the Beggars' Sect? If even a mere clean-clothes disciple under the Beggars' Sect is this
ruthless , how could he possibly survive now that he's in the leader's hands? Damn it, death is death, or else I'll live forever! I'll risk it all!"

"Erwa's mind raced. He reached into his sleeve with his left hand, pulled out a pill, and gently rubbed it to let it evaporate naturally.
This pill was stolen from a Mongol officer; it was said to be specifically used against martial arts masters. Those poisoned would become
weak and unable to use their internal energy. He had originally intended to use it against the beggar leader, but now, to save his own life, he had no choice but to use it.

"Injustice!" Erwa continued to spout nonsense while releasing the poison. After waiting for a long time, Huang Rong still hadn't collapsed, and
his heart sank to the bottom. After a while, the expression of shock and fear slowly
disappeared , replaced by a smile. After the initial despair, he realized the problem.
After asking one question, Huang Rong hadn't spoken again, and her expression and actions showed that she wasn't watching his charade from
a superior position, but was trying to recover."

"Madam?" Erwa looked up and saw that Huang Rong was sweating and breathing rapidly. He mustered up his courage and gave her
a a thud, Huang Rong fell to the ground. Erwa was overjoyed and quickly got up. He
swept the jewelry on the dressing table into his pocket and was about to run away. But when he got to the door, he suddenly realized that Huang Rong might recover and catch him again.
So he turned back, found a rope, and tied Huang Rong's hands together.

Looking at the beautiful woman lying face down on the table with her hands tied behind her back, Erwa thought long and hard. He felt that just tying her hands
wasn't enough, so he tied several more ropes around Huang Rong's body. The ropes went from under Huang Rong's armpits to her chest and then to
her neck. Her full, firm breasts were almost bursting out of her clothes. Erwa couldn't resist touching them. He found
them soft and bouncy to the touch. As he touched them, he simply peeled off her outer garment to her huge breasts, exposing them to the air
. He reached up with both hands and squeezed her breasts into various shapes. Finally, not satisfied, he
peeled off Huang Rong's entire outer garment. Afterward, he praised her, "Hey~ I only realized after taking off your clothes that your butt is really
big . I want to slap it." Huang Rong was so angry that she almost vomited blood. Watching this little brat treat her
like a toy and play with her so carefully, her eyes were wide open and she wished she could die right then and there.

Erwa played with her for a while longer before reluctantly letting go. Her breasts quickly bounced back to their original shape,
her large bosom resembling a pair of ripe peaches, looking incredibly delicious.

Unable to resist, Erwa swallowed, a strange, sensual thought arising within him. He was
definitely terrified of her; he had caught her bathing and stripped her naked. If she escaped, she would surely die a
gruesome death. Therefore, Erwa didn't want to be polite: "You call yourself the leader of the Beggars' Sect? You're probably
not a good person. If even one of your clean-clothes disciples is this ruthless, the leader must deserve to die even more. Besides, she's someone else's wife; why not
have some fun with her? It's all for nothing."

Thinking of this, his momentum surged, and with a leap, he strode up to Huang Rong. Looking down at
her , naked and slumped on the table, he stiffened his neck and straightened his back
, forcibly spreading her plump legs apart. Between her straight, slender legs, a lush pubic hair concealed a stream, and in the middle of the stream, a peach blossom half-closed,
its bright red color extremely alluring. Erwa, watching from behind, felt his blood boil. His ferocious, erect penis pointed directly at her swollen
, protruding vulva, the trembling glans pressing against her two full labia, squeezing the flesh slightly indented. Huang Rong was not
an inexperienced girl; of course, she knew what it was. Upon feeling its thickness and size, she immediately
struggled violently, frantically shaking her round buttocks to try and escape.

"No... I can give you gold and silver! No..." Erwa ignored her pleas, his
huge glans forcibly forcing open her labia. Huang Rong could clearly feel the thick glans plunging into the crevice. Just
the glans alone had forced her labia open to their limit. Huang Rong frantically moved her body forward, trying
to spit out the glans.

Erwa gasped, his erect penis forcibly tearing open the foreskin .
After a moment of intense pain, a wave of pleasure washed over him. His glans was enveloped by Huang Rong's layers of flesh,
almost ejaculate prematurely. Erwa took a deep breath, holding back his ejaculation, breathing heavily, and thrust his thick, long penis
all the way to the end.

"Ah!!" Huang Rong screamed in agony, shaking her head frantically. She could clearly feel the hot, hard penis
penetrating deep inside, her plump, round buttocks bearing the impact of Erwa's hips with a loud slap. Huang Rong
felt dizzy and her vision went black; she fainted.

After the entire length of his penis was inserted into Huang Rong's tight, warm vagina, Erwa paused for a moment, waiting for the intense
pleasure to adjust before slowly beginning to thrust in and out. The vaginal walls clung tightly to the advancing penis, as if countless agile
tongues were scraping against its shaft, preventing it from moving forward. But when he pulled out, these pink fleshy mounds would grip
tightly , turning outwards with the penis...

"...Hiss..." The sound of the penis thrusting in and out of the vagina echoed in the dimly lit room.

"So good... Oh, so tight, oh..." Erwa panted heavily, thrusting his hips relentlessly while holding Huang Rong's beautiful buttocks.
Huang Rong, unconscious, lay limply on the table, her snow-white buttocks instinctively arching back to meet his thrusts. Her once dry
passage secreted a sticky, honey-like fluid. Her small mouth opened and closed slightly, occasionally emitting moans of "Mmm, Ah."
As they continued, Erwa suddenly flipped her over, hooking his hands around Huang Rong's two snow-white, plump thighs and pressing them against her
full, high breasts, making... Her vulva protruded outwards, allowing the penis to penetrate deeper. The intense stimulation slowly roused
Huang Rong In her dazed state, she felt a hot, hard object rapidly moving in and out of her lower body. Opening her eyes
, she saw a ferocious, erect python repeatedly thrusting in and out of her vagina. Her labia protruded and inverted,
occasionally revealing a large patch of pink vaginal flesh, glistening with drops of nectar…

Looking at the incredibly lewd scene before her, Huang Rong was filled with shock, rage, and an uncontrollable fear. "

I've been raped? No, how could this be!

" "I'm going to kill you!" Huang Rong's expression twisted, and she opened her mouth to bite Erwa.

*Slap!* A resounding slap landed on Huang Rong's face. Her head turned to the side,
then jerked back, and another slap fell. After enduring more than a dozen slaps, she finally gave up this futile attack
and began to struggle desperately. Erwa chuckled sinisterly, releasing his hold. He watched as Huang Rong,
her hair , swinging her two snow-white mounds as she tried to escape. Just as his penis retreated to her labia, he suddenly reached out
and grabbed her slender waist from behind, dragging her backward. Huang Rong struggled in vain, but she was no match for the young and strong
Erwa. This back-and-forth struggle nearly exhausted Huang Rong, her struggles becoming increasingly futile. Eventually, she could only
lie on the ground like a dog, letting Erwa ride on her buttocks, thrusting in and out relentlessly.

Taking advantage of their position, Erwa thrust harder and harder, his penis penetrating to the deepest part of Huang Rong's body each time, reaching
her very core. "Ah…no…" Finally, Huang Rong cried out, unable to bear it any longer. Erwa, his lust blazing,
suddenly raised his hand and slapped Huang Rong's plump buttocks hard. "You slut, keep your voice down. If anyone finds out, I
'm dead, and you'll be finished too." Huang Rong shut her mouth in grievance, truly afraid to make a sound, lest someone
outside hear the noise and burst in to see her being raped.

This slap seemed to release Erwa's violent emotions. He thrust a few more times, his breathing becoming heavy and rapid,
the frequency of his thrusts suddenly increasing. With a low growl, a gush of hot semen erupted inside Huang Rong...

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Huang Rong lay on her back on the ground, her eyes tightly closed, her small mouth
moving , and she trembled slightly, seemingly still reeling from the afterglow of their lovemaking.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she suddenly felt Erwa's hands climb onto her high,
firm breasts again, grasping and playing with them. Huang Rong stiffened for a moment, but ultimately remained still, letting
Erwa do as he pleased.

By this time, Huang Rong had regained some of her senses. Although the murderous intent in her heart hadn't subsided, she knew that
the fact that she had been raped was irreversible. This little thief acted recklessly, and knowing she had caused a great disaster, he might
do more extreme. Her immediate priority was to appease him and get him out of there. She had already been violated; she did
n't want to risk her life as well. As for the future? With Beggars' Sect disciples all over the world, why worry about not finding this little thief?

He could kill or torture him as he pleased, wouldn't he? Meanwhile

, seeing Huang Rong's submissive behavior, Erwa thought he had finally
subdued , and was greatly excited. He threw his recent thought of killing her to the winds, and his lower body began to stir again
. His hands, gripping her breasts, suddenly tightened, his fingers pinching and kneading her nipples.

"Ugh~" Huang Rong cried out in pain, opening her tightly closed eyes, her voice a mixture of resentment and pleading
, "Oh...don't...so rough...be gentle with me..." She then turned her head away shyly,
not daring to look Erwa in the eye.

Seeing her charming and submissive appearance, Erwa's lust flared immediately, and his newly erect penis pressed against her swollen,
full mons pubis.

"No...no...my hands...hurt...let me go first," Huang Rong said, her voice hesitant and shy.

Erwa stopped what he was doing, pondered for a moment, and figured that this woman had lost all her strength and had been tormented for so long
; she probably wasn't even as strong as he was. Besides, seeing how docile she was now, the ropes were indeed in the way, undoing a lot of
the fun. With that thought, he simply untied the ropes and released Huang Rong's hands and feet.

Before Huang Rong could even move her sore and numb wrists, Erwa pounced on her, his penis instantly plunging into her warm, slippery passage,
thrusting in and out with practiced ease. Huang Rong gasped, suppressing the urge to launch a sneak attack, wrapping her arms
around the back of Erwa's neck, her long, strong legs around his waist, squeezing him tightly. Seeing her
unbearable desire, Erwa finally lowered his guard, his buttocks sinking down, delivering a powerful
thrust, focusing intently on riding her.

"...Oh...ah...good brother...huff...oh...you're going to...make me feel so good..."

…Ah…ah…” Whether it was real or not, after only a short while, Huang Rong quickly became aroused,
not only moaning and groaning but also frantically responding to every thrust of Erwa. Her swaying buttocks repeatedly
jolted Erwa's penis away from her honey hole, only to immediately and impatiently press it back in with her calves. Erwa was
overjoyed , looking at Huang Rong who resembled a wanton woman, feeling both proud and happy, and couldn't help but
kiss her red, alluring, full lips. Huang Rong only resisted for a moment before her teeth were forced open, and her soft, wet tongue intertwined
with Erwa's, exchanging saliva. In this tender and deliberate act of lovemaking, Erwa
finally reached the peak of lust, ejaculating wildly, pouring his semen into Huang Rong's body.

After the pleasure, the two embraced naked, immersed in the afterglow of their climax . In the lingering afterglow of their lovemaking, Erwa's limp
penis remained inside Huang Rong, continuing to spray its life essence deep within her vagina.
Looking at the beauty in his arms, her cheeks flushed and eyes brimming with desire, Erwa couldn't help but scoff, "So much water...
you slut...are you sure you're really the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and not the top courtesan in a brothel?" Huang Rong was inwardly
mortified , but outwardly feigned indifference, glancing at Erwa with seductive eyes, and said shyly, "Good...good
brother...I'm already yours...as long as you like...I...I'll do whatever you want with me!"
Hearing this, Erwa excitedly pressed, "Really? You're not lying to me?" Huang Rong gave a vague reply, immediately burying
her face in Erwa's chest, feeling both intense hatred and secret triumph. She thought, "Won't this make this little brat
completely infatuated?"

Thinking this, but receiving no response for a long time, Huang Rong felt puzzled. She glanced over and saw Erwa
grinning mischievously . Suddenly, he grabbed her thighs and lifted her up like he was coaxing a child to pee. "Ah!"

Huang Rong was caught off guard, her feet leaving the ground, and her body instinctively fell backward, her breasts swinging wildly
like two happy white rabbits. "...What are you doing..." Huang Rong struggled for a moment, and Erwa laughed, "A souvenir."
He then pressed her soft, plump vulva heavily onto the inkstone on the desk, soaked it with ink, and moved it to a plain white
undergarment on the bed. He rubbed the ink on the blank space, then spread her labia and rubbed it again before finally putting Huang Rong down.

Huang Rong stared at the two umbilical imprints on her plain white bodice, noticing even the wrinkles on her labia were clearly visible.
Her face paled, and she was speechless. Suppressing her humiliation, she forced a smile and said, "Brother, you're quite talented
..." Erwa laughed heartily, grabbed Huang Rong's hand, and pulled her back sharply, dragging
her onto the bed. Huang Rong gasped as Erwa flipped her over, lifting her buttocks high.
He spread her plump buttocks apart, his penis pointing downwards, pressing against her slightly concave anus, and thrusting deep inside.

"...Oh...ah...it hurts...it hurts..." Huang Rong, who had always been proper in her sexual encounters, had never experienced anything
like this . She had thought it would just be a normal sexual encounter, but Erwa had unexpectedly taken the initiative. Huang Rong's face
turned deathly pale with pain. She kicked wildly, trying to escape, but Erwa held her buttocks firmly and thrust back into her.
The bed curtains were lifted and then lowered, covering the two already entangled...

(To be continued)

Scene Two: Sending the wolf through the front door and inviting the tiger through the back door.

"Ah...oh...no...!" Huang Rong knelt on the bed, her body arched backward, her hands outstretched and
grabbed by . Her body moved rhythmically, her two full, plump breasts swinging wildly.

"Damn it, you've leaked so much water and you still have the nerve to say no!" Erwa continued to thrust behind her, his hips slamming against her.
The sound of slapping against her buttocks echoed loudly. Her plump, large buttocks were raised high, and the thick, long penis could be clearly seen moving in and out
between them . Her originally tender labia were now red, swollen, and congested with blood. Semen mixed with vaginal fluid flowed down her thighs from her buttocks, soaking a large area of the sheets. 　　"Oh... good sister... I'm going to cum again..." Erwa growled, his lower body trembling a few times as he pressed against Huang Rong, emptying his reserves. Then he lay on top of Huang Rong, who was already limp on the bed, panting heavily. 　　After a long, tender moment, once they had both caught their breath, Erwa hugged Huang Rong again, giggling, "Good sister, I served you so well, how are you going to thank me?" 　　Raping someone and then expecting thanks—Huang Rong wanted to strangle this despicable little thief, but her voice was so seductive it was almost dripping with water: "You've played with me like this, how do you expect me to thank you?" 　　Erwa gently caressed Huang Rong's waist and hips with one hand, enjoying the soft, warm fragrance of her body, while the other hand pulled back the "painting" he had just made with Huang Rong's mons pubis, giggling... He said, "Brother, I feel this painting is too monotonous. Why don't you add a few words and your monogram to it, to enhance its beauty?" 　　Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. She knew this was a pretext. If this "painting" were to circulate, she would be in deep trouble, and her beloved Jing would lose all his reputation, becoming a bastard in the eyes of the world ... 　　Seeing Huang Rong remain silent, Erwa's face darkened. He nuzzled her hair, inhaling its fragrance, and whispered in her ear: "Does Sister not trust me?" 　　Huang Rong's eyes sparkled as she giggled, "Of course I trust you, I'm just wondering how to write it properly." 　　If she didn't agree, he might take her life, and she'd be found naked and dead in her boudoir, which would be a disgraceful end, and she'd let this little thief escape for nothing. It was better to go along with him, get through this immediate crisis, and find a chance to retrieve it later. She figured he wouldn't dare risk a complete disaster by spreading this... With that thought, her slender hand took the pen from Erwa's hand, her fair wrist... She gently lifted the top and wrote the words "Late Spring" on the blank space of the bodice. Then she paused slightly, as if remembering something, and asked, "What is your name 　　, little brother?" Erwa casually replied, "My surname is Xiao, and my nickname is Erwa." 　　Huang Rong chuckled, "Judging from your accent, you seem to be from Hejian Prefecture?" 　　Erwa immediately became alert and looked at Huang Rong suspiciously. Huang Rong giggled, "If you don't want to say, then don't. Look how nervous you are; your little brother is shrinking." As she spoke, she flicked his middle finger lightly against his lifeless penis. 　　Erwa was furious, feeling that his male dignity had been challenged. He reached out and slapped Huang Rong's round, snowy buttocks hard . With a "smack," her white buttocks trembled. 　　"Oh dear," Huang Rong exclaimed softly, giving him a sidelong glance with her bright eyes, and scolded, "Stop fooling around, we're still writing the inscription." 　　Erwa hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't continue, letting Huang Rong finish writing, draw her signature, and press her fingerprint before curiously sticking his head over. He saw a row of neat, tiny characters: 　　—In the early spring, I met Xiao Lang in the secluded chambers of Xiangyang. I offered my beautiful face, my jade-like body lay prone, and several times I was pleased with him on his lap until my bones were soft and my muscles were numb, and I didn't even feel my cleavage slightly parted. The taste of this moment was intoxicating. Before parting, I reluctantly painted this as a gift to express my longing. 　　Erwa curled his lip, thinking, "If I'm going to be fucked, I'll be fucked. Why make it sound so nice?" He didn't say much, only feigning concern, "Sister's calligraphy is excellent, it really enhances the painting. I think you should keep this painting for yourself. Xiangyang is in chaos right now. If it's in my hands, I might accidentally lose my life, but if someone else gets hold of your beautiful picture and plasters it all over Xiangyang, that wouldn't be pretty. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　" " 　　Is this a threat?" Huang Rong's eyes twitched a few times, and she forced a smile, "You put a lot of effort into , so you can keep it. As for your safety, as the leader of the Beggars' Sect, do you think I can't protect you ?" 　　Seeing that Huang Rong was sensible, Erwa stopped being polite, quickly put away his undergarment, and then hugged her and rubbed against her: "Good sister, do you have any way to get me out? It's too easy to be discovered if I sneak around hiding." 　　"Finally, we're leaving." Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "That's easy. Let me wash up first, then you hide under my clothes, and I'll escort you to the courtyard gate." 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Erwa 　　chuckled softly in her ear, "Sister, you're really clever. Don't sell your little brother one day." Huang Rong giggled, pressing his head against her chest, her plump cleft rubbing against his erect penis at the base of his thigh before swallowing it smoothly, her expression extremely alluring: " Even if I wanted to sell it, my little sister down there wouldn't agree. And even if it did, I couldn't bear to part with it." Erwa groaned in pleasure, then licked his tongue from Huang Rong's chest all the way to her lips... 　　Huang Rong wore a wholesale cloak wrapped around her body, and underneath, besides a bodice, she wore only a deep-sleeved robe. The waistband was slightly loosened , creating a small , cramped space at her lower back—just enough to hide the still-developing Erwa. Beneath the robe, a red silk ribbon was clearly visible around her waist, hanging down on either side and tied into loops at the knees, forming makeshift stirrups—yes, stirrups. When Huang Rong heard this idea, she nearly went mad with anger. 　　Erwa had his arms wrapped around Huang Rong's waist, his feet inside the "stirrups" for leverage, his lower abdomen against Huang Rong's buttocks. Their chests were pressed tightly against each other, their backs pressed together seamlessly. Even if someone passed by, unless they lifted the cloak to peek inside, it would be difficult to notice that someone was hiding under the robe. 　　Huang Rong felt the thick, ball-like head of the penis pressed against the tender flesh of her clam, occasionally being nudged and pushed against. She felt flustered and unconsciously squeezed her legs together, trying to prevent the hard object from advancing further. The skin at the base of Huang Rong's thighs was extremely tender, and her leg muscles were plump and firm; even just squeezing it like that felt quite comfortable. But Erwa was clearly not satisfied: "Good sister, it's clamped down there, I can't move!"

"I...I understand!" Huang Rong slightly parted her thighs, and as soon as she moved, the Vajra Pestle plunged
straight into her Peach Blossom Cave.

"Oh...good sister, don't move yet, let me adjust...yes...like that, okay, I'm
ready , let's go!"

"Hmm..." Realizing how absurd and stimulating the current situation was, Huang Rong
finally . She bit her lower lip tightly, panting heavily, and barely managed to support her limp body
as she slipped on her slippers and walked out of the house.

Erwa was pressed against Huang Rong's back, his penis and Huang Rong's honey hole tightly joined together. His abdomen
moved rhythmically back and forth with Huang Rong's steps. The road was a little uneven, and
Huang . Erwa took the opportunity to thrust in heavily. "Ugh," Huang Rong involuntarily groaned. The strange sensation in her body
broke her balance that she had managed to maintain.

Logically, Huang Rong shouldn't be in such a state, given her skills. However, Erwa had just exhausted her, leaving her
weak and almost begging for mercy. Now, having to walk while being repeatedly poked was incredibly difficult. Huang Rong
could only try to tense her thighs to lessen the impact of the thrusting.

The cobblestone path seemed endless. Every time Huang Rong crossed a small bump, Erwa on her back
would be jolted, causing her to stagger forward while Erwa continued his relentless up-and-down thrusting. Waves
of pleasure surged from her most private parts. Huang Rong's breathing quickened with each thrust, her face
flushed, and her taut thighs trembled uncontrollably. She gritted her teeth and persevered, but Erwa noticed her body's movements
. He grinned wickedly, his right hand sliding down and inside her skirt, his fingertips hooking her clitoris and
pressing down hard. The sudden stimulation made Huang Rong flinch. Before she could catch her breath, Erwa thrust again,
"Swoosh!" His penis slid all the way in!

A powerful tingling sensation shot from her spine throughout her body. Her body tensed involuntarily, and a stream of hot, sticky
fluid erupted from the deepest part of her body, splashing everywhere as Erwa's massive penis moved in and out! Huang Rong tightly
covered her mouth, trying not to make a sound! She had reached orgasm, with a boy of about ten years old!

Huang Rong suddenly clung to the wall, her two snow-white thighs trembling violently as if convulsing, her eyes unfocused,
her lower body spasming intermittently, gushing out bursts of vaginal fluid. The dripping liquid flowed down her slender legs,
gathering into a small puddle on the ground, and the thick pubic hair between her legs stuck together in small clumps,
making her look inexplicably lewd.

Seeing Huang Rong's disheveled state, Erwa was extremely pleased. His hand slid upwards again, tearing open the undergarment that half-covered her full
breasts . Her breasts bounced up and down, and Erwa gently supported them from behind, lewdly saying,
"Sister, these big steamed buns look so soft and delicious..." Huang Rong's eyes were slightly closed, her chest heaving, and she pleaded
softly , "No... don't do this... if someone finds out... I... I... I can't live anymore."

"Like this? What does 'like this' mean? Sister, if you don't explain clearly, I won't understand." Erwa chuckled lewdly
, thrusting his hips again. "Ugh~" Huang Rong groaned again, but didn't answer,
remaining silent until she caught her breath before continuing on her way.

After walking intermittently for a while, suddenly, Huang Rong stopped, her gaze
shifting to the artificial hill ahead. A man emerged from behind the hill: "Master's wife? What happened?" This man was
Da Wu, who had gone out to relieve himself at night. Encountering Huang Rong late at night, Da Wu was also surprised. After greeting her, he looked up and saw that she
was wearing a light yellow robe, her waist was cinched, but the front was wide open, revealing half of her snow-white, full breasts. What was even more
striking was that the robe tightened abruptly at the lower edge of her breasts, perfectly revealing the curve of her breasts. After the repeated acts of rape,
Huang Rong was covered in fragrant sweat, and her damp robe clung to her graceful body. Two perfect
breasts trembled gently in front of him, seemingly without any restraint, making him feel that they were incredibly heavy. Da Wu swallowed and
quickly lowered his head, not daring to look anymore.

Suddenly, someone appeared, and Erwa's heart pounded in his chest. He quickly stopped what he was doing and pressed himself tightly
against Huang Rong's back, afraid of being discovered. Huang Rong was even more nervous, but she forced herself to remain calm and said, "
I was feeling restless at night, so I came out for a walk. If you have nothing else to do, you may leave now." The sky had already become dark, and Huang Rong
was wearing a cloak. With her as cover and Erwa hiding under her skirt, holding his breath, Da Wu naturally had no
suspicions. He bowed and was about to take his leave when he never expected that his usually dignified and composed master's wife was
shamelessly biting another man's penis with her two bright red labia, the hot phallus filling her delicate and tight
vagina.

Looking at her disciple so close, Huang Rong felt a sense of unreality. Da Wu's respectful
attitude made her feel like she was still the glamorous Madam Guo and Chief Huang in public. But the fullness and swelling in her lower abdomen
constantly reminded her that she was being wantonly violated by a child. Their genitals were tightly joined together, and
the thick, hard object slowly thrust in and out of the slippery passage. The tingling sensation and the secreted love fluid moistened
their point of union. Clumps of thick pubic hair stuck together,
and such lewdness was hidden beneath the calm and elegant surface. The strange stimulation made her vaginal muscles contract and tighten.

Feeling her lower body being constantly squeezed, Erwa was greatly excited. He couldn't help but
press against him and thrust his waist quickly. The python squeezed open the slippery passage that was tightly gripping him and
thrust into her core.

"Ah..." Unexpectedly, Erwa was so bold as to continue fucking her in front of Dawu.
Huang Rong couldn't help but let out a soft cry
. Her beautiful body suddenly tensed, and her full, firm breasts swayed and heaved with her heavy breathing.

"Master's wife?" Dawu looked at Huang Rong in confusion. Seeing her face flushed and her eyes
almost her seductive appearance made him feel a surge of heat in his lower abdomen.

"...It's nothing...um...it's just...I just saw...um...a...mouse crawling by..." Huang Rong said, trying to cover up her embarrassment.
Her voice trembled slightly.

"A mouse?" Dawu looked at his master's wife suspiciously. Suddenly, his eyes widened. Huang Rong's crossed collar was slowly sliding open
with the violent rise and fall of her breasts, revealing half of her white, swollen breasts. The areolas and nipples, barely visible
, turned into two scarlet points that pierced his eyes. Her breasts looked so round and full—his master's wife
was completely naked underneath!

Da Wu's head buzzed. He heard Huang Rong's voice, which sounded like a moan, and looked
into her alluring eyes, which seemed to drip with desire. He thought of Guo Jing, who was away fighting and hadn't returned for a long time, and his master's wife, who was currently in a state of lust
… Da Wu's mind raced. He wondered if his master's wife was unable to bear the loneliness…

Lust instantly overwhelmed his reason. Da Wu, his eyes bloodshot, strode in front of Huang Rong. Huang Rong, preoccupied with figuring out
how to escape, was completely unaware of her disciple's strange behavior. She took a step forward to walk around Da Wu, only to collide with him head-on
. Her large, grapefruit-like breasts pressed against Da Wu's chest. In that instant, Erwa's penis, inserted into Huang Rong's vagina,

also lurched forward with the momentum—

"Mmm... Hmph..." Caught between two attackers, Huang Rong couldn't help but groan again. Realizing
her mistake, she hurriedly tried to cover it up, saying, "Da Wu, you bumped into me, it hurts so much..."

Da Wu, pressed close to Huang Rong, inhaling the faint scent of her breasts and feeling the gentle
touch of her full breasts against his skin, was lost in his own passion when he suddenly heard these seductive words—Da Wu knew exactly where he had bumped into
her, and why Huang Rong was in pain—instantly igniting a fire of lust in his heart: This was his master's
wife, his own mistress, how could he have such thoughts? No, this was his master's wife, his own mistress,
he shouldn't let her be with anyone else.

"I'll rub her breasts for you." The thought flashed through his mind, and his hand was already pressing directly against Huang Rong's high breasts.

Huang Rong was distracted by the ecstatic pleasure brought on by Erwa's teasing when her disciple suddenly attacked,
grabbing her small, snow-white breasts firmly. Da Wu hadn't expected things to go so smoothly. He chuckled to himself,
enjoying the soft, bouncy feel of his master's wife's movements. Huang Rong's breasts were fuller than he had imagined, her snow-white, plump
breasts possessing a substantial weight, and the nipples themselves were incredibly smooth.

Huang Rong was startled, her delicate red lips parting, momentarily unable to react. Although she had vaguely
guessed that Da Wu harbored desires for her, the fact that it had actually happened still left her in disbelief. Her eyebrows furrowed, and
she instinctively wanted to reprimand him, but ultimately took a deep breath: "At this point,
why should I bother with this? So what if I get a little groped? Once I get rid of this little lecher behind me, surely I can subdue Da
Wu. I can teach him a lesson then."

Thinking this, Huang Rong suddenly shrank back, blushing as she said, "That's not what I meant..."

Da Wu had never seen his master's wife so shy before, and he chuckled, "Then what did you mean?"
He reached out his hand, wanting to press it against her chest again.

"Ah!" Huang Rong didn't expect Da Wu to be so impatient. She dodged back, suppressing the urge to kick him away
, and said shyly, "I can't betray your master..." Da Wu was already consumed by lust and couldn't
listen to Huang Rong's excuses. He grabbed her wrist impatiently and cried out, "Master's wife
, please have pity on your disciple! I can't wait any longer!" As he spoke, he suddenly hooked Huang Rong's collar and gently pulled it down, instantly
revealing her entire left breast. Da Wu lowered his head and took the areola and nipple into his mouth, gently licking them.

"Are you a child?" Huang Rong trembled, gritting her teeth as she spoke, but she couldn't stop his excessive actions.
Since he was still determined to have his way with her, she might as well sacrifice a little today and let him have his way once, so she could get away as soon as possible and deal with him
later .

Seeing Huang Rong's tacit approval of his actions, Da Wu's smile widened. He
thought to himself, "Just as I thought." One hand unceremoniously kneaded her other soft, large breast. The snow-white, plump flesh was so soft it felt like it was about to melt, and it felt
incredibly comfortable in his palm. Huang Rong's face was flushed, letting him play with her plump, soft mounds at will. She
said coquettishly with a blush on her face, "Are you satisfied now?" Da Wu sucked on Huang Rong's nipple, saying indistinctly,
"...No..." As he spoke, his hand reached down, wanting to explore the secret cave of her paradise. Huang Rong quickly grabbed his hand, tapping his
forehead shyly, and said, "Don't rush... it'll be yours sooner or later... but not now, I... I... I'll use my hand to relieve
your fire first..." Huang Rong couldn't break free, and fearing that if she waited too long, Da Wu would notice something amiss and discover Erwa, she
gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "In times of crisis, I must act quickly. At this point, the only way to escape is to let him relieve his fire first." Then , her eyes sparkled
, and she looked at Da Wu reproachfully. Her slender hand reached into his crotch, her fingers encircling the erect head of his penis, and she used
the Orchid Flicking Acupoint Technique to gently massage it. Da Wu's eyes twitched instantly. He felt his penis
being held by a soft, smooth hand, with several fingers moving up and down, sometimes cupping the testicles, and
lightly scratching the wrinkled skin with her fingernails, sending waves of pleasure straight to his head. In terms of status, the beautiful woman before him was his master's wife,
but now, this "master's wife" was obediently breastfeeding him and suckling his testicles with her clothes half-undressed... Thinking of this, Da
Wu suddenly shuddered, his penis throbbed, and hot magma erupted...

A blush spread from her cheeks to her slender neck. Huang Rong wiped the white fluid on her hands onto her clothes,
pushed away Da Wu who was desperately sucking her breasts, then gathered her collar to cover the teeth marks on her areolas, turned her head away
as if she dared not look at Da Wu, and hurriedly fled while Da Wu was still immersed in the afterglow.

At this moment, Da Wu was like a child who had stolen candy, smug and proud. Watching Huang Rong's departing figure, he
barely managed to restrain himself from chasing after her. He had already tasted the sweetness, so there was no rush. Sooner or later, he would strip her naked, wash her clean,
and devour her…

Having finally shaken off Da Wu, Huang Rong's tense spirit relaxed, and she collapsed to the ground.
Erwa quickly crawled out from under Huang Rong's clothes. Looking at the woman sprawled on the ground, limp and soft, his lower body couldn't help
but rise again. "Damn it, you stinking woman… I'll teach you a lesson with my big cock before I leave…"

…“As he spoke, he turned Huang Rong over, folded her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) around her waist, revealing her entire plump and luscious white buttocks
. Huang Rong knew she couldn't resist, so she could only obediently stick out her buttocks, hoping that Erwa would finish quickly and leave. At the same time, she
felt a strong sense of regret, wishing she had been more careful at the time…

Seeing that the dignified mistress of the Guo family would actually stick out her buttocks in front of him, Erwa was greatly excited.
He grabbed slammed her hard, causing Huang Rong's full and mature body to sway back and forth.

...Sizzle...slap...ah...oh...The sounds of flesh colliding echoed from the dim courtyard wall, mixed with
the woman's low panting. This continued until dawn broke, leaving Huang Rong's eyes rolling back in her head. Only
then did Erwa, satisfied, ejaculate a torrent of hot fluid into Huang Rong's body. With a "pop," he pulled his penis out,
panting , leaving her ravaged vulva, unable to close properly, gaping and gushing.
White, sticky fluid dripped down. Erwa scaled the courtyard wall, leaped over the top, and laughed, "You stinky woman, here's another big gift for you.

" Then, holding his penis, he began to urinate. A stream of glistening urine flew in the morning light…

Huang Rong, nearly dead from being raped, could only watch helplessly as she was soaked, then watched the little lecherous thief disappear into the distance
…

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