[Wuxia] The Emperor of Evil Desire (Complete) - 11

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Chapters 67-68 The Enchanting Night

Qin Yu pulled his penis out slightly, then thrust it all the way in between Wang Xin's legs. He felt that Wang Xin's honeypot, now wet from the thrusting of his large penis, was easy to penetrate. He thrust his penis straight in until the base pressed tightly against Wang Xin's labia, which were stretched open by his thick penis.

"Ah..."

Wang Xin let out a long, trembling cry from the force of the thrust. Then Qin Yu began to use his thick, hard penis to repeatedly thrust upwards into her warm, moist honeypot. Because they were standing in the lake, Qin Yu's penis couldn't be fully inserted; a portion remained outside, but it was enough for Wang Xin to bear. With each thrust of his large penis between her legs, Wang Xin's hair became disheveled again, her entire body being lifted up from between her legs, heaving upwards. Her two soft breasts bounced up and down, emitting trembling screams in rhythm with the thrusting of his thick, large penis between Yao Chen's legs and into her vagina.

Qin Yu's large penis was tightly enveloped by Wang Xin's love hole, which was warm, soft, and tight. This sensation made Qin Yu thrust his large penis deeper and deeper between her legs faster and faster, while brushing aside the hair covering her pretty face, watching Wang Xin's ecstatic state under the thrusting of his large penis.

Qin Yu looked at Wang Xin's languid eyes and slightly parted red lips, and reached out to grasp one of Wang Xin's breasts that was bouncing up and down. He felt a fullness of warmth and softness in his hand, and the flesh that filled his palm seemed to be squeezed out of his fingers. He was immediately aroused, so he began to knead the soft and elastic breast. His other hand, behind Wang Xin, grasped her plump buttocks and pulled, causing the tender skin between her legs to move, rubbing against the large penis thrusting between her thighs.

The soft flesh between Wang Xin's legs, containing the large penis, endured the friction of the hot, hard penis thrusting in and out, while Qin Yu pulled her hips back and forth from behind, rubbing against the large penis inserted in front of her along with the wet clitoris of her vulva. The fluid flowing from Wang Xin's lower body increased, making a "splashing" sound as the large penis thrust in and out. With each thrust, more fluid seeped out, mingling with the water, polluting the lake water with a foul smell. Wang Xin's cheeks and body gradually flushed a rosy pink, her lips parted as she breathed heavily, uttering increasingly rapid moans of

"Ah...ah...ah..."

A moment later, Wang Xin suddenly clung tightly to Qin Yu, trembling as she cried out, "Ah, I can't take it anymore... Brother Yu... It's coming... Ah... Ah..."

Then her thigh muscles trembled violently.

Seeing this, Qin Yu lifted Wang Xin's thighs and held them to his sides, firmly holding her youthful, vibrant body, positioning her vulva directly between his erect penis. His large penis, which had been throbbing in Wang Xin's lower body, thrust forcefully upwards between her legs, making her tremble all over. Seeing that Wang Xin was now in a dazed, drunken state, Qin Yu increased the intensity of his thrusts, repeatedly and forcefully plunging his thick, engorged penis deep into her vagina, reaching the very end of her vulva.

As Qin Yu's large penis thrust more and more violently inside Wang Xin, Wang Xin suddenly wrapped her legs around him from behind, her thighs tightly gripping his waist. She used her heels to forcefully pull Qin Yu towards her body, pushing his thick, hard penis deep between her legs.

At this moment, Qin Yu felt Wang Xin's soft, wet vagina, which was enveloping his penis, suddenly begin to convulse. Wang Xin let out a long moan, and her body, held in his arms, tensed and arched backward, her breasts thrusting forward. Simultaneously, Wang Xin's entire body trembled rhythmically, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, with the contractions deep within her legs.

The two wet, warm labia and soft walls between her legs spasmed repeatedly, squeezing Qin Yu's thick, hot penis that was thrusting between her thighs. After her vagina convulsed violently six or seven times, her taut, backward-leaning upper body suddenly went limp, and she collapsed onto his shoulder.

Qin Yu's large penis was deeply inserted into Wang Xin's tender hole, his hands cupping her full buttocks. Wang Xin held Qin Yu's head in her arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, her large breasts pressed against his face, one nipple being sucked by him. After a while, the taut legs that had been straddling Qin Yu slowly began to soften. Then, Wang Xin wrapped her arms around Qin Yu's neck, pressing her body tightly against him. Her eyes, which seemed to be overflowing with tenderness, looked at him and she whispered in his ear, "Little Yu...you're so...amazing..."

After thrusting hundreds more times, Wang Xin, who had performed so powerfully on her first time, finally felt a surge of excitement. Her body convulsed and trembled uncontrollably, and a gush of lustful fluid spurted from her little pussy. She kept moaning, "Ahhh...so good...so comfortable...I can't take it anymore...I...I'm going to cum...I'm cumming...oh..."

Qin Yu's big cock suddenly felt a wave of heat wash over it, spraying onto his glans. Then, the tender flesh of her little pussy surrounding his cock began to tremble, rhythmically contracting and writhing. It felt so good! Wang Xin climaxed for the second time. Qin Yu felt a hot, itchy sensation on his glans, an incredibly pleasurable sensation. He quickly steadied himself in the water, tightly embracing Wang Xin's large buttocks, and thrusting his large penis forcefully into her clitoris.

At this moment, Wang Xin felt an indescribable pleasure spread from her lower body throughout her entire body. Her body felt as if it were floating on clouds, light and airy, as if ascending to

heaven. Every one of her 36,000 pores opened up, feeling completely relaxed. Wang Xin quietly closed her eyes and pursed her lips, savoring this strange pleasure. Song Meili was also excitedly stimulating their sensitive areas, making Wang Xin feel both ecstatic and ashamed and angry. She clearly saw her mother take off her bra, rubbing her enormous breasts, which were even larger than hers, against her lover's back.

Qin Yu carried Wang Xin, swaying her plump buttocks as he walked, thrusting forcefully. His testicles slapped against her buttocks with a loud slapping sound, the passion spreading outwards, as if igniting the air. The lake water seemed to become incredibly hot, urging Qin Yu to move towards the shore with Wang Xin in his arms.

With each step Qin Yu took carrying Wang Xin, layers of waves rose and fell, carrying the fine, soft sand, also rushing towards the shore, the rustling sound mixed with suppressed moans.

Qin Yu slapped Wang Xin's buttocks twice, leaving bright red handprints, panting, and said, "You slut, do you like it? Shout it out loud!"

"Mmm...so embarrassing!"

Wang Xin, lost in lust, clung to Qin Yu's neck, moaning as she was penetrated to the point

of ecstasy. "Husband, so deep...oh...so hot...so comfortable...penetrate me..." Song Meili rubbed her full, snowy breasts against Qin Yu's back, letting out soft moans. Her breasts, hardened by lust, were erect, her nipples as red and glistening as cherries. Her soft, alluring eyes seemed to be overflowing with tears as she looked at Wang Xin, pleading, "Good daughter, let me have some pleasure, okay?"

Wang Xin shook her head, her voice a mixture of coquettishness and sobbing, clinging tightly to Qin Yu's neck. Her soft, fragrant tongue licked his sweaty forehead as she said, "No...oh...my little brother is mine...ahhh..."

Song Meili glanced at Qin Yu resentfully, then hugged him back, sticking out her tongue to kiss his cheeks and neck passionately.

"So good..."

Caught tightly between the mother and daughter, Qin Yu almost couldn't hold back his ejaculation. He turned his head and passionately kissed Song Meili, their tongues entwined, while his lower body pounded harder and harder against Wang Xin's flower path.

"Oh...no..."

Wang Xin moaned, breathless from Qin Yu's thrusts, her face contorted in pain. Seeing her lover passionately kissing her mother, she protested, "No...Yu-di...you...don't...oh...don't kiss my mother..."

As she spoke, her charming face leaned closer, her pink tongue slipping between their lips, the three tongues intertwining.

Qin Yu licked Song Meili's tongue one moment, then Wang Xin's the next, the two alluring women vying for attention. When Qin Yu's tongue entered Wang Xin's mouth, her mother also thrust her tongue in, forcefully pulling Qin Yu's tongue out, causing Wang Xin to moan softly. However, her lower body, subjected to Qin Yu's focused attacks, was somewhat difficult to control.

The mother and daughter clung to Qin Yu, making it difficult for him to move. He lost his footing and sank into a sandpit on the water's edge with a "plop." All three fell to the ground simultaneously, their upper bodies covered in fine sand, their lower bodies still submerged in the water, creating a splash a meter high.

"Oh...so deep...it hurts..."

Wang Xin's beautiful face was filled with pain, her brows furrowed tightly, her hands gripping the sand, her body convulsing.

Qin Yu let out a comfortable sigh, feeling his glans penetrate even deeper, sinking into Wang Xin's cervix. His thick, twenty-centimeter-long member was fully inserted, pushing Wang Xin's flat abdomen high, highlighting a rod-shaped groove, filling her vagina to its limit. Her wet vaginal opening tightly gripped the base of Qin Yu's penis, their pubic hair tangled together. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exercise device, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation!) Maintain the sensation of ejaculation for 30 minutes, enjoy the pleasure to the point of dizziness. Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

Wang Xinxiang panted for a while before coming back to her senses. The swelling pain replaced the itching. Her fair and tender legs went up and down, her thighs trembling. She frowned and pleaded, "Husband, it's so swollen... slower..."

Song Meili reached out and touched Wang Xin's lower abdomen, which was being pushed up. She giggled and said, "Yu'er, yours is too big. Let me have some pleasure instead!"

As she spoke, she opened her snow-white thighs, parted her flower lips filled with desire, and presented them to Qin Yu.

"No!"

Wang Xin endured the throbbing pain below, her vaginal walls contracting forcefully, tightly enveloping Qin Yu's large penis. Her writhing cervix further constricted his glans, preventing him from withdrawing. She gently stroked Qin Yu's handsome cheek, then turned and glared at Song Meili with a playful glare, saying, "Mom, you're not allowed to take him from me."

Song Meili gave Wang Xin a charmingly disdainful look, saying, "I've spoiled you for over ten years, what's wrong with sharing a good man with me? Then tighten your grip!"

Wang Xin's plump... Her buttocks writhed restlessly, her face glazed over, and she murmured, "Husband...love me..."

Qin Yu looked up at the fleshy opening before him, inhaling the faint, pungent scent emanating from within. His blood boiled, and he felt a sharp pain as his large penis was gripped tightly by Wang Xin's vagina. He groaned and roared, "You two sluts, enjoy this!"

With that, he shoved Wang Xin onto the sand and began thrusting wildly. The excessive force left him breathless, veins bulging on his forehead, covered in sweat, his muscles contorted.

"Mmm...so...so deep..."

Wang Xin's hair was disheveled, her mouth slightly open, barely able to make a sound. The fiery swelling numbed her vagina, pleasure and pain intertwined, making it impossible for her to distinguish between heaven and hell. She could only cling tightly to Qin Yu.

Song Meili sat on Qin Yu's face with her plump, white buttocks, positioning her vulva against his mouth, her voice a mixture of coquettishness and longing, "Yu'er... lick me..."

The two women tumbled on the shore, stirring the lake water with a loud splash, but even louder were their wanton moans. When Wang Xin collapsed weakly on the sand, Song Meili finally seized her chance, rolling over with Qin Yu in her arms, straddling him, and taking his enormous, ferocious member entirely inside her. She was drenched in sweat, panting heavily, her face showing an expression of ecstasy. Perhaps she couldn't bear Qin Yu's size; her brows furrowed, yet she refused to let go.

Wang Xin's blank mind slowly cleared, and she immediately saw her mother sitting on her husband, rising and falling, while her husband thrust his large buttocks, his strong hands constantly grabbing and kneading her mother's breasts. She stiffened, tears welling in her eyes, and weakly pushed Qin Yu's arm away, saying, "You're bad, Mom, you...you're making me so angry, Yu-di is mine..."

Qin Yu turned his head and kissed Wang Xin's lips heavily, stopping her from saying anything, his lower body thrusting relentlessly...

As the sun set and dusk fell, the three of them finally lay exhausted on the beach, ending this wild, lewd affair between mother and daughter.

A cool evening breeze blew by, melting away the sultry heat in the air. Qin Yu lay on the beach, embracing Song Meili and Wang Xin, his large hands constantly groping their bodies, his eyes narrowed, revealing an expression of enjoyment.

The mother and daughter leaned gently against his chest, one on each side. They didn't seem to mind Qin Yu's caresses, and looked at the clear lake water rippling in the breeze, listening to the soft lapping of the waves, both with happy and content expressions.

Suddenly, Wang Xin reached out and gently pinched Qin Yu's waist, saying, "You naughty boy, when did you get involved with my mother?"

Qin Yu chuckled and said, "Just the night before!"

He patted Song Meili's bottom with a hint of pride.

Song Meili glanced at Qin Yu coquettishly, then looked at her daughter, saying, "Little Yu has plenty of women. Don't act like a spoiled rich girl anymore!"

Hearing this, Wang Xin panicked, her happiness vanishing, and tears welled in her eyes. She looked at Qin Yu with misty eyes and asked, "Brother Yu...husband, is it true?"

"I do have many women,"

Qin Yu nodded, not wanting to lie to Wang Xin.

"You, then why did you provoke me?"

Wang Xin thought it was just her and her mother, but she never expected that this "husband" she had just met was such a womanizer.

Qin Yu quickly kissed Wang Xin's lips, lovingly stroking her smooth, jade-like back, looking at her tenderly, and said, "Baby, my darling wife, although I have many women, I will definitely cherish you. Don't cry, okay?"

"Hmph, I'm not crying!"

Wang Xin said coquettishly, and hearing Qin Yu's sweet words, she immediately put aside her worries and took the initiative to kiss Qin Yu's lips, saying, "I don't care how many women you have, and I don't care about my mother either, but, but you absolutely can't abandon me!"

"How could I!"

Hearing Wang Xin "forgive" him so quickly, he immediately exclaimed, "You'll always be my darling, and I'll definitely make you as beautiful as an angel!"

"I don't want to."

Wang Xin's face turned slightly red.

"Does it still hurt?"

Qin Yu reached out and touched her slightly swollen pubic hair, saying gently yet domineeringly, "From now on, you're mine!"

Song Meili smiled contentedly at her daughter's words. It seemed her daughter was smarter than she had imagined. She didn't disturb the two of them, lying on Qin Yu's other side, listening to their sweet words, feeling infinitely satisfied.

"I don't care how many women my husband has, but Mom has to listen to me!"

Wang Xin suddenly thought of something and gave Song Meili a smug smile.

Qin Yu kissed Wang Xin's beautiful cheek and laughed, "Then go talk to your mother."

Song Meili rolled her eyes at Wang Xin, but thinking that they had to build a good relationship so that she could have a better position in Qin Yu's heart in the future, she said coquettishly, "You vixen, I'll listen to you then."

"Mom is so good, then my brand-name phone, computer..."

Wang Xin laughed happily.

"Buy them all, you brat!"

Song Meili smiled helplessly.

Qin Yu patted the two women's bottoms and laughed, "Haha, mother and daughter are of one heart, united we can move mountains! Your husband will definitely pamper you both."

After spending the afternoon playing in the wild with Song Meili and Wang Xin on the lakeside, dusk had fallen without them realizing it. Qin Yu sat on a rock about six or seven meters wide, one on each side, his arms around their slender waists, his hands roaming freely, eliciting coquettish reproaches from the two women.

The setting sun, as if drunk, swayed and hung on the verdant mountains, leaving a red corner that seemed about to vanish in an instant. Half of the clear sky was adorned with crimson clouds, casting a soft orange glow onto the clear lake surface, making the water and sky seem to merge, reflecting an orange-red world everywhere.

Qin Yu embraced the two women, his large hands caressing their smooth skin, which shimmered with a crystalline luster under the glow of the sunset.

"No, little brother Yu!"

Wang Xin said coquettishly, covering Qin Yu's hand that was groping her private parts. "You've already torn it to shreds, it hurts so much, don't you even have a little mercy!"

Her face was flushed, and after an afternoon of caresses, she was beginning to show the charm of a young woman.

Qin Yu chuckled, his fingers tracing the pubic hair between her legs, pressing on her slightly swollen labia, and said, "Let me rub it for you, to reduce the swelling!"

"You're naughty!"

Wang Xin said softly, but obediently spread her fair thighs to make it easier for Qin Yu to caress her.

Song Meili leaned against Qin Yu's other side, her large hand gripping his now-dormant erection. She rubbed it against him with her large buttocks, giggling, "This guy is really naughty. Now that he's full, he's quite obedient." After

an afternoon of fucking, Qin Yu had already released his pent-up desires, but Song Meili's teasing reignited his fire. He grabbed her swaying breasts forcefully, grinning wickedly, "You slut, if you tease me again, I'm coming again. Can you handle it?"

"You bad boy!"

Song Meili gave Qin Yu a seductive glare, no longer daring to move. Her swollen, fleshy hole was still dripping with white fluid!

But it was too late!

The lake rippled with orange-red waves, and a moist mountain breeze blew gently, enveloping the three of them, bringing a cool sensation. The breeze caressed Qin Yu's enormous penis like a gentle hand; the penis, exposed to the wind, grew longer and longer, and in no time, it began to twitch, showing signs of arousal.

"Ah!"

Song Meili exclaimed in surprise, quickly shifting her plump, white buttocks and scolding, "Why are you reacting again?"

"Hehe!"

Qin Yu slapped Song Meili's buttocks and said, "Don't you like it?"

Wang Xin pinched Qin Yu's waist, somewhat fearfully saying, "I can't take your pinching anymore. If you want to have sex, have sex with my mom!"

"Okay! Have sex with your mom! Have sex with your mom!"

Qin Yu laughed smugly.

Amidst the teasing of the three, Qin Yu felt pity for the two women and finally suppressed his lustful thoughts, only indulging in a little masturbation.

"Yu'er, where are you? Yu'er, where are you?"

As night fell, two clear voices called out from the small house by the lake.

Qin Yu's expression froze. Hearing the calls, he quickly released the two women and said, "It's my grandma."

Song Meili hurriedly put on her clothes, anxiously saying, "Hurry up, why is your grandma here?"

"Mom, where are my pants?"

Wang Xin put on her underwear, almost crying in her anxiety.

Qin Yu smiled slightly, appearing quite relaxed, and said, "What's the rush? My grandma doesn't care! I'll go ask her what's wrong!"

He went off without any clothes on, swinging his penis, walking on the sand towards the little house.

Song Meili's mind flashed back to the scene she'd witnessed that afternoon. She giggled, relaxed, and didn't rush to get dressed. Lying on the rock, she said, "Tonight, I'm sleeping here. I don't care, you have to stay with my daughter and me!"

Qin Yu chuckled mischievously, "Don't worry, there's another epic battle tonight, guaranteed to make you feel like you're in heaven again."

Wang Xin moved slightly, feeling a tearing pain between her legs. She looked at Qin Yu with some embarrassment and said, "Husband, why aren't you dressed?"

"I am! Aren't these black hairs on my crotch?"

Qin Yu grinned mischievously, "My clothes are wet, but there's more in the little house!"

By the time Qin Yu came out, Wang Zhenzhu had already found the edge of the bamboo grove.

Seeing her grandson walk out naked, Wang Zhenzhu immediately blushed, turned her head away, and said, "You naughty boy, why aren't you dressed?"

Qin Yu looked at his grandmother's curvaceous figure, especially her round, plump buttocks, and a surge of heat rose in his heart. His large penis became erect, and he said, "Grandma, you've seen it before, you've even tried my big penis, what's there to be shy about!"

"You naughty boy!"

Hearing this, Wang Zhenzhu panicked and quickly went to Qin Yu's side, extending her fair hand to cover his mouth, her face flushed, and said, "Don't talk nonsense! If someone hears, do you want your grandma to live?"

Qin Yu smelled the faint fragrance on Wang Zhenzhu's hand, stuck out his tongue and licked it. As she withdrew her hand, he said nonchalantly, "There's no one here! Even if they hear, it's fine!"

"Where are they?"

Wang Zhenzhu looked at Qin Yu with some doubt, her beautiful face flushed, muttering to herself, "If someone heard this, where would I put my face! I shouldn't have fallen for your trick!"

Qin Yu smiled knowingly, "They're resting on the big rock by the lake!"

Wang Zhenzhu, however, sensed something else, looking at her grandson in surprise, and said, "You didn't sleep with them both, did you?"

"Hehe!"

Qin Yu reached down and covered his huge member, rubbing his hard penis, and said proudly, "I fucked them both down!"

Wang Zhenzhu's heart skipped a beat; she had long expected her grandson to be unruly. She glared at Qin Yu and said, "You naughty boy, you're just messing around! Bullying your grandma is one thing, but going out and causing trouble is another!"

Qin Yu, unconvinced, reached out and put his arm around Wang Zhenzhu's slender waist, saying, "What's the big deal! Compared to fucking grandma, it's nothing! Grandma, does your ass still hurt?"

"What do you think?"

Wang Zhenzhu's thighs trembled slightly as she squeezed her legs together, covering her buttocks with her hands. "Yours is so thick, my buttocks still hurt a little!"

Qin

Yu, unable to contain himself, reached out and grabbed his grandmother's plump, upturned buttocks

, giving them a squeeze. "Does Grandma like it?" he asked.

His eyes seemed to be blazing with fire, and his penis grew even harder.

It must be said, Wang Zhenzhu was a mature and alluring woman, beautiful from head to toe. Any man would be tempted to fuck her, let alone now that she was aroused. Most people wouldn't be able to resist, but Qin Yu wasn't an ordinary man, so he did. Looking at his stunningly beautiful grandmother, Qin Yu swallowed hard. Underneath her thin cloth shirt, her high, E-cup breasts swayed, half of them exposed, almost reaching F-cup size. They were a white expanse, not sagging at all, and he wondered what she ate to grow them so large. Below her slender waist, her two plump buttocks were pert and round, stretching her simple gray cloth trousers taut and revealing her cleft. This fiery figure had already made Qin Yu's heart flutter, but his grandmother's exquisite face was flushed, and her eyes were misty as she looked at him, making Qin Yu's heart feel like it was on fire.

"You naughty boy!"

Wang Zhenzhu blushed, slapping Qin Yu's groping

hand away with her jade-like hand, and scolded, "What are you doing touching me like that! Go back to dinner, I'm here to watch the fish tonight." Qin Yu withdrew his hand, put his palm to his nose and smelled it, and said with a lewd smile, "It smells so good!"

Wang Zhenzhu gave Qin Yu a charming look, brushed the strands of hair that were blown by the wind behind her ear, and laughed, "What smells good? You're just so lewd, you little pervert!"

How could Qin Yu resist his grandmother's teasing? His big cock was hard and bulging with veins, red and emitting a hot and sensual aura. He looked at his grandmother's beautiful face with burning desire, pounced on her, put his left arm around her waist, and vigorously rubbed her full breasts with his right hand. He panted and said, "Grandma, I am a pervert, do you like it?"

He also thrust his cock around and poked her buttocks.

Wang Zhenzhu was panting heavily from Qin Yu's ministrations, her delicate face flushed pink. She reached out and grabbed Qin Yu's enormous penis, tightening her grip slightly as she said, "If you keep poking around like that, I'll twist you in pain!"

"Grandma, it feels so good! Your ass is so soft!"

Qin Yu greedily kissed Wang Zhenzhu's fragrant neck, licking her chin with his tongue. His large hand reached inside her clothes, ready to grab her full, snowy breasts. He exclaimed excitedly, "So fragrant, Grandma, take off your pants!"

"What are you doing?"

Wang Zhenzhu gasped, releasing her hand from Qin Yu's grasp, letting him rub her full breasts. She held onto her belt, angrily saying, "You played all afternoon, and now you want to fuck me again? My ass hurts so much!"

"If I don't go in, I'll just thrust a few times in your butt crack. Grandma, I'm about to burst!"

Qin Yu's large hand continued to grope his grandmother's high breasts, while his massive member thrust forcefully against her buttocks.

Wang Zhenzhu blushed and was about to agree when she suddenly caught sight of a pair of eyes peeking out from a large rock not far away. She nearly jumped out of her skin in fright, punching Qin Yu hard and yelling, "Let go! Are you trying to kill your grandma? Hurry up and go home for dinner!"

With that, she hurriedly headed towards home.

Qin Yu glanced at the lake and, sure enough, saw Song Meili, naked and alluring, giving him a faint smile. He immediately felt annoyed. See, you scared your grandma away! He watched his grandmother leave, staring at her swaying, round buttocks, swallowed hard, sighed slightly, and said somewhat reluctantly, "I'm not going home tonight. I'm going to have some fun with them."

"Pah!"

Wang Zhenzhu turned and glanced at Qin Yu, her eyes fixed on his enormous, monstrous penis. Her heart pounded, and she snapped angrily, "Whatever! What a disaster!"

Without daring to linger, she hurried away. The thought of Song Meili seeing her and her grandson together made her indignant. What a mess!

Qin Yu, barefoot and naked, walked towards Song Meili and Wang Xin, his enormous penis throbbing. He looked at Song Meili and said, "We'll stay here tonight and have grilled fish later."

Song Meili, also naked, swayed her hips as she walked to Qin Yu's side, licking his face and secretly laughing, "Baby, you're so bold! Did you sleep with Grandma too?"

Qin Yu's breath hitched, his massive member trembled, and he said, feeling a surge of heat, "Yeah! I'm getting hot, let me cool off!"

Song Meili rolled her eyes at Qin Yu, slowly kneeling on the sand, grasping his large penis, swallowing hard, then opening her sexy lips to take in the hot glans, her nimble, soft tongue constantly sweeping up and down.

Wang Xin sat on a large rock nearby, her face slightly flushed, saying, "Mom, how can you be so shameless?"

"Baby, you come too! Lick my big cock!"

Qin Yu grinned wickedly, imagining how wonderful it would be to have the mother and daughter kneeling before him, licking his enormous member! But such a thing was readily available.

Wang Xin was about to refuse when Song Meili, holding Qin Yu's massive member, opened her mouth and frantically licked it with her tongue, looking at Wang Xin with watery eyes, and said wantonly, "Daughter, come on!"

Qin Yu patted Song Meili's cheek to encourage her.

Wang Xin sighed inwardly. Even her mother was like this, so what was there to be ashamed of? But it was truly shameful. She slowly walked to Qin Yu, knelt down, and smelled the powerful masculine scent of his member. Her beautiful eyes were filled with infatuation, and she could no longer be embarrassed. She greedily stuck out her tongue and licked it... After

a night of passion, both women completely submitted, while Qin Yu remained full of energy, so much so that neither woman wanted to get up, and their trip to the Immortal Terrace was off.

The next morning, Qin Yu brought the two women home, and they immediately lay down in his bedroom.

Wei Xiaoyue glanced at Qin Yu with shame and annoyance, knowing his personality, and had no choice but to give up.

Finally, Song Meilin, Li Jiajia, Wei Xiaoyue, and Qin Yu, after having breakfast, packed some bottled water and snacks, and set off without lingering.

Chapters 69-70: Mom Wanted Me to Carry Her (Part 1)

Xiahe Village is built against the mountain, and its highest peak is the most famous Fairy Terrace in the entire county. If it weren't for the inconvenient transportation and the incompetent government, it could definitely be listed as a provincial-level scenic spot after development. The beautiful, undulating mountain range winds and twists, like a giant dragon fast asleep. Above the mountain peak, white clouds perpetually fill the air. Looking around at the surrounding peaks, the clouds and mist swirl around, and each mountaintop peeks out from the clouds like a lotus flower emerging from the water, exuding a fragrant and spiritual aura.

The main peak of Xianrentai is surrounded by five smaller peaks, which are not open to the public and are inhabited by monks and nuns. Besides the Jade Emperor Temple in the very center, which is open to the public, there are also Qingxin Nunnery on Lingyun Peak, Zhenlong Temple on Guiqu Peak, Ziyun Pavilion on Yixiantian, and Dragon King Temple on Feilai Peak. It's a veritable mix of Taoism and Buddhism, with numerous temples and shrines. Having received incense offerings for hundreds of years, the peaks exude a sandalwood fragrance. These monks and nuns rarely leave the mountain, cultivating fields within their temples and shrines. They only use a small amount of incense money to buy rice and flour during lean seasons. They are far superior to the pseudo-monks outside, living a life of simplicity and practicing martial arts. In the eyes of the entire county, they are all "high-ranking figures." Although people no longer believe in ghosts and gods, they still hold Xianrentai in high esteem, especially the wealthy who consult here before making any major investments.

Just as Qin Yu and his group were climbing the mountain, someone on Feilai Peak seemed to have foreseen this.

Feilai Peak, with its majestic peaks and verdant, secluded slopes, is dotted with five or six temples, exuding an air of otherworldly tranquility. Behind the mountain, however, lies a waterfall over ten meters high, cascading down with a thunderous roar, splashing onto the ground to form a deep pool several meters in diameter. A weathered pavilion stands beside the pool, truly a perfect place for self-cultivation and spiritual retreat. A bald, white-bearded, wrinkled monk sits on a stone bench in the pavilion, smoking a pipe, looking rather odd. Isn't this the same "charlatan" Qin Yu encountered on the hillside?

The old charlatan, dressed in a tattered cassock, his white beard somewhat disheveled, held a gleaming dragon-carved pipe in his dirty hand. Looking at the beautiful Taoist nun before him, he exhaled smoke and said, "Little Ning, how many years have you been here?"

The nun wore a loose-fitting blue-and-white Taoist robe, along with a blue-and-white Taoist hat. Her jet-black hair hung down from behind the hat, fluttering slightly in the breeze, draped over her shoulders, looking somewhat incongruous. The nun didn't even glance at the old monk. She held a few pine nuts in her hand and tossed them into a small pond beside the pavilion. The pond was clear and blue, with several small, stacked artificial hills covered in moss, and slender water bamboo growing from the crevices. Delicate pebbles lined the edge of the pond, and goldfish, rare and jet-black, swam lively around, their movements swaying gently in the breeze, reflecting the delicate pink lotus flowers on the water.

Perhaps already aware of the nun's aloof nature, the old monk smiled slightly and said lecherously, "Little girl, your martial arts aphrodisiac is about to take effect

, isn't it? Let's join forces, master and disciple, to cure it for you!" His gaze swept over the nun's voluptuous figure, his thin throat bobbing up and down, it was hard to tell whether he was inhaling smoke or saliva.

The nun then turned around and glanced at the old monk. Although her glance was angry, it was also very alluring. It was as if her eyes naturally carried a provocative quality, arousing the desire of men to submit. Not to mention her stunningly beautiful face and slightly pointed chin, which made her look like a fox spirit. No wonder the old monk was also tempted by worldly desires! Beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows, her watery eyes seemed to carry a hint of spring. Below her delicate nose, her lips were sexy and red. Although her clothes were simple, they could not hide her snow-white skin, which was crystal clear and pink. Her breasts were high and full, as if they were about to burst out of her Taoist robe. They were no less than Qin Yu's grandmother's, and she looked to be at least an E cup. Below her slender and plump waist, her buttocks were perky and round, and her beautiful legs were long. When she stood up, she was at least 1.8 meters tall. She wore small cloth shoes, but her feet were bound feet. She exuded a noble and charming and wanton temperament. Men who saw her for the first time would want to pin her down and have their way with her. But after seeing her for the second time, they would never have any thoughts of desecration. They would only kneel down and submit.

She glanced at the old monk, her expression indifferent, but her words left everyone speechless: "Your disciples are ignorant of matters between men and women, blushing at the sight of any woman. And you, so old, can't even get an erection. How can you possibly cure my poison? Even if you drained them all dry, it wouldn't cure me."

The old monk smiled bitterly and said, "If I were young, I guarantee I'd fight you thousands of times!"

The beautiful nun tossed a small pine nut into the pool and said, "If you had met me back then, I'm afraid you would never be able to be a man again. I hate ..." "Yes , it's you, you lecherous fool!"

The old monk chuckled, unperturbed, tapping his pipe on the stone table. His lecherous gaze vanished, returning to its clear, unwavering state, as if he hadn't been himself just moments before. He said meaningfully, "Actually, I think there's someone who can cure your poison."

The beautiful Daoist nun frowned, shook her head, and said, "I will never cure it in this lifetime. I've mastered the Black Phoenix Slaughter Palm to its peak, and I've tasted enough of the thrill of standing at the pinnacle. At worst, I'll abandon my martial arts and become an ordinary person, just like you."

"No."

The old monk shook his head and said, "You are different from me. You still harbor guilt and hatred. Can you forget your sister Ning Ruyue? Can you forget him? Speaking of which, the one who can cure your poison is that person's son!"

"Sister."

A trace of guilt flashed in the beautiful nun's eyes, and she revealed a bitter smile, then some doubt, and said, "Him?"

The old monk said inscrutablely, "This afternoon, the one who can cure your poison will come up. You must seize the opportunity."

The journey from the foot of the mountain to the top of the Immortal Platform takes about ten hours. Hundreds of years ago, when superstition was rampant, countless believers spent countless years carrying marble, building one by one, forming an endless stone staircase, winding and twisting like a white dragon, piercing into the deep mountains and extending into the sea of clouds, or like a colorful ribbon falling from the clouds.

After hundreds of years of erosion, the stone staircase is covered with moss, giving it a somewhat serene appearance. Towering pine trees line both sides of the path, and fallen, withered pine needles pile up on them, making a crunching sound when stepped on. At this moment, tiny white dots, scattered here and there, moved slowly upwards along the colorful ribbons of the stone steps—it was none other than Qin Yu and his group.

Qin Yu, dressed in a tracksuit, had been walking for six or seven hours without a blush or heartbeat. Looking at the three women behind him, he said, "Hurry up!" "

Slow down,"

Wei Xiaoyue said coquettishly to Qin Yu, "You run so fast, aren't you tired?"

Her stunningly beautiful face was flushed, her cheeks glistening with sweat, and she was slightly out of breath. Wei Xiaoyue, Song Meilin, and Li Jiajia had already changed into jeans for easier climbing. The tight jeans on the three women exuded a fiery sexiness, and Wei Xiaoyue was no exception. She wore a pinkish-yellow t-shirt, her high breasts bulging tightly, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white cleavage, and tight jeans that accentuated her full, round, plump buttocks, making Qin Yu want to touch them.

Noticing her son's burning gaze, Wei Xiaoyue blushed and scolded, "What are you looking at?"

She could no longer maintain her former composure in front of him.

Qin Yu chuckled, stopped, and waited for his mother to reach him. Inhaling her delicate fragrance, he said, "Mom, I think you look so much younger in this outfit!" Wei Xiaoyue

looked at her son with some displeasure, gave a soft snort, and said, "So, in your eyes, Mom is already a forty or fifty-year-old woman!"

"How could that be!"

Qin Yu smiled sheepishly, hiding the heat in his eyes, and took his mother's soft hand, saying, "Everyone says Mom is my older sister!"

Drawn along by Qin Yu, Wei Xiaoyue, her breath sweet and fragrant, climbed a stone step, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "You should say those things to your beautiful aunt!"

Thinking about her son's complicated relationship with Song Meili and her daughter, she felt uncomfortable. This naughty boy, why was he so lecherous!

Standing beside his mother, Wei Xiaoyue, Qin Yu inhaled her delicate fragrance and listened to her sweet complaints. His heart melted. Suppressing the urge to pick her up, he reached out to wipe the sweat from her soft cheeks, smiling, "Mom, you're so young, aren't you tired?"

"What do you think?"

Wei Xiaoyue leaned her soft cheek against his, enjoying his tenderness and feeling the warmth of his hand. "I'm exhausted, and you haven't even offered a helping hand," she said.

These words slipped out almost unconsciously, her heart pounding. She knew perfectly well her son's wicked intentions, so why was she still so affectionate? Even though she was sweating, she had practiced martial arts for years; how could she be too tired to walk?

Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he excitedly said, "Mom, let me carry you!"

He bent down, turning his back to Wei Xiaoyue.

Wei Xiaoyue blushed, reached out her delicate hand, and gently tugged at Qin Yu's ear, scolding, "Mom isn't old yet!"

"What are you two whispering about! It's exhausting for us!"

Song Meilin gasped for breath, gave a wry smile, and, supported by Li Jiajia, plopped down on a roadside stone. Song Meilin wore a white shirt, and through the gaps between the buttons, one could vaguely see a pink bra, making her breasts appear high and full. She wore a short denim skirt, highlighting her plump buttocks and round, white thighs. Her bare legs were encased in sheer black stockings. Gone was her usual elegance; instead, she exuded vitality and sexiness, making Qin Yu steal a few more glances.

Qin Yu laughed and said, "Aunt Meilin and Sister Jiajia, hurry up!"

Li Jiajia glared at Qin Yu resentfully, saying angrily, "Go by yourself!"

She turned her head away, feeling somewhat aggrieved. He clearly said he loved her, but why was he embracing her cousin this morning? What did he take her for?

Seeing Li Jiajia's inexplicable anger, Wei Xiaoyue realized something, glared at her son, gently nudged Qin Yu, and whispered, "Did you upset her? Go comfort her!"

Qin Yu smiled awkwardly, walked down, looked tenderly at Li Jiajia, and said, "Jia-jie, are you tired? Let me carry you!"

As he spoke, he reached out and took her delicate hand, a fiery glint in his eyes. Li Jiajia, a beautiful sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, had never experienced such a long trek uphill, and her legs were already exhausted, but she gritted her teeth and persevered because she didn't want Qin Yu to look down on her. Her jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her eyebrows were like painted willow leaves, and beneath her long eyelashes, her watery eyes held a hint of resentment and shyness. Her face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat seeped out, dripping down her cheeks and onto her high, firm breasts. She breathed out fragrant breaths rapidly, and her light blue pearl-embroidered shirt clung damply to her snow-white skin. She wore a tight blue denim skirt that revealed her long, slender, fair legs. She exuded a youthful freshness and gentle charm, which made Qin Yu's heart flutter.

Li Jiajia trembled, feeling wronged and wanting to collapse into Qin Yu's arms. However, his actions disappointed her greatly, and she couldn't fathom his thoughts. She impatiently shook off his hand, saying, "No!"

Song Meilin, sitting beside them, frowned when she saw her daughter reject Qin Yu's offer. Realizing something must have happened between them, she glared at Qin Yu and said, "Xiao Yu, did you bully Jiajia?" This

boy was a womanizer, and she didn't want her daughter involved with him.

Qin Yu released Li Jiajia's hand, saying innocently, "No way! I was even willing to carry her on my back."

He wanted to bully her, but hadn't even managed to yet!

Li Jiajia blushed and playfully scolded Qin Yu, saying, "Who asked you to carry me!"

Sunlight filtered through the treetops, casting dappled patterns of light on Li Jiajia, giving her a serene and ancient beauty imbued with a bright and ethereal charm. Qin Yu couldn't help but reach out and brush aside the messy hair by her ear, gently asking, "Tired?"

"Mind your own business!"

Li Jiajia's heart pounded, her voice trailing off as she lowered her head.

Oh dear, could this girl have fallen for this bad boy? Song Meilin's heart skipped a beat, and she scolded Qin Yu, "Xiao Yu, you don't look tired at all!"

Qin Yu smiled slightly and said, "Not tired at all! I'm strong!" What

a joke! Doing *that* is much more tiring than this; he can last for over twenty hours. Walking around is nothing.

Not wanting Qin Yu to get entangled with her daughter any longer, Song Meilin stood up from the moss-covered stone steps and smiled, "Jiajia, if you won't carry me, then carry Auntie! I'm exhausted!"

Qin Yu chuckled, looking at Aunt Song Meilin, who resembled Song Meili, and felt a surge of desire. He walked up to her, bent down slightly, and said, "Then I'll carry you!"

Frankly, this beautiful mature woman was far more alluring than the green apple Li Jiajia, but Song Meilin was different from Song Meili; she possessed an air of noble, powerful woman that made her seem unapproachable. Now that he had this opportunity to take advantage, he naturally wouldn't let it pass.

Li Jiajia snorted, walked past the two of them in a huff, and actually rushed up the steps in one go.

Song Meilin gently nestled on Qin Yu's back, inhaling his strong, masculine scent. Realizing something was amiss, her face flushed slightly. She whispered in his ear, "Did you bully Jiajia?"

"No way!"

Qin Yu felt a surge of excitement. The fragrant breath from Song Meilin brushed against his ear, making him yearn to turn and kiss her sexy lips. Her slightly disheveled black hair cascaded over his shoulders, tickling his face with a jasmine scent. Two soft mounds pressed against his back, smooth and supple, making Qin Yu's hands tremble with excitement. He reached back and grabbed her plump buttocks, bending down to lift her up, his hands straining to carry her on his back.

"How could that be!"

Qin Yu smiled sheepishly, hiding the burning desire in his eyes. He went over and took his mother's soft, delicate hand, saying, "Everyone says Mom is my older sister!"

Wei Xiaoyue, panting softly, was pulled up a stone step by Qin Yu. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "You should say those things to your beautiful aunt!"

Thinking about the messy relationship between her son and Song Meili and her daughter, she felt uncomfortable. This naughty boy, why is he so lecherous!

Standing beside his mother, Wei Xiaoyue, Qin Yu inhaled her delicate fragrance and listened to her sweet complaints. His heart melted. Suppressing the urge to pick her up, he reached out to wipe the sweat from her soft cheeks, smiling, "Mom, you're so young, aren't you tired?"

"What do you think?"

Wei Xiaoyue leaned her soft cheek against his, enjoying his tenderness and feeling the warmth of his hand. "I'm exhausted, and you haven't even offered a helping hand," she said.

These words slipped out almost unconsciously, her heart pounding. She knew perfectly well her son's wicked intentions, so why was she still so affectionate? Even though she was sweating, she had practiced martial arts for years; how could she be too tired to walk?

Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he excitedly said, "Mom, let me carry you!"

He bent down, turning his back to Wei Xiaoyue.

Wei Xiaoyue blushed, reached out her delicate hand, and gently tugged at Qin Yu's ear, scolding, "Mom isn't old yet!"

"What are you two whispering about! It's exhausting for us!"

Song Meilin gasped for breath, gave a wry smile, and, supported by Li Jiajia, plopped down on a roadside stone. Song Meilin wore a white shirt, and through the gaps between the buttons, one could vaguely see a pink bra, making her breasts appear high and full. She wore a short denim skirt, highlighting her plump buttocks and round, white thighs. Her bare legs were encased in sheer black stockings. Gone was her usual elegance; instead, she exuded vitality and sexiness, making Qin Yu steal a few more glances.

Qin Yu laughed and said, "Aunt Meilin and Sister Jiajia, hurry up!"

Li Jiajia glared at Qin Yu resentfully, saying angrily, "Go by yourself!"

She turned her head away, feeling somewhat aggrieved. He clearly said he loved her, but why was he embracing her cousin this morning? What did he take her for?

Seeing Li Jiajia's inexplicable anger, Wei Xiaoyue realized something, glared at her son, gently nudged Qin Yu, and whispered, "Did you upset her? Go comfort her!"

Qin Yu smiled awkwardly, walked down, looked tenderly at Li Jiajia, and said, "Jia-jie, are you tired? Let me carry you!"

As he spoke, he reached out and took her delicate hand, a fiery glint in his eyes. Li Jiajia, a beautiful sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, had never experienced such a long trek uphill, and her legs were already exhausted, but she gritted her teeth and persevered because she didn't want Qin Yu to look down on her. Her jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her eyebrows were delicately arched, and beneath her long eyelashes, her watery eyes held a hint of resentment and shyness. Her face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat seeped through her cheeks, dripping onto her high, firm breasts. She breathed out fragrant breaths rapidly. Her pale blue pearl-embroidered shirt clung damply to her snow-white skin, and her blue tight-fitting denim skirt revealed her long, slender, fair legs. She exuded a youthful freshness and allure, making Qin Yu

's heart flutter. Li Jiajia trembled, looking so aggrieved she wanted to collapse into Qin Yu's arms, but his actions had disappointed her greatly, and she couldn't fathom his thoughts. Somewhat impatiently, she shook off his hand, saying, "No!"

Song Meilin, sitting beside them, frowned when she saw her daughter reject Qin Yu's advances. Realizing something must have happened between them, she glared at Qin Yu and said, "Xiao Yu, did you bully Jiajia?"

This boy was a womanizer; she didn't want her daughter involved with him.

Qin Yu released Li Jiajia's delicate hand, saying innocently, "No way! I was willing to carry her on my back."

He wanted to tease her, but hadn't gotten the chance yet!

Li Jiajia blushed and gave Qin Yu a coquettish scolding, "Who asked you to carry me!"

Sunlight filtered through the treetops, casting dappled patterns of light on Li Jiajia, making her appear serene and ancient yet bright and ethereal. Qin Yu couldn't help but reach out and brush aside the stray strands of hair by her ear, gently asking, "Tired?"

"Mind your own business!"

Li Jiajia's heart pounded, her voice growing softer as she lowered her head.

Oh dear, could this girl have fallen for this naughty boy? Song Meilin felt a surge of anxiety and scolded Qin Yu, "Xiao Yu, you don't seem tired at all?"

Qin Yu smiled slightly and said, "Not tired at all! I'm strong!"

What a joke! Doing *that* is much more tiring than this; he can last for over twenty hours, what's a little walking?

Not wanting Qin Yu to get entangled with her daughter any longer, Song Meilin stood up from the moss-covered stone steps and smiled, "Jiajia, if you won't carry me, then carry Auntie! I'm exhausted!"

Qin Yu chuckled, looking at Aunt Song Meilin, who resembled Song Meili, and felt a surge of desire. He walked up to her, bent down slightly, and said, "Then I'll carry you!"

Frankly, this beautiful mature woman was far more alluring than the green apple Li Jiajia, but Song Meilin was different from Song Meili; she possessed an air of noble, powerful woman that made her seem unapproachable. Now that he had this opportunity to take advantage, he naturally wouldn't let it pass.

Li Jiajia snorted, walked past the two of them in a huff, and actually rushed up the steps in one go.

Song Meilin gently leaned against Qin Yu's back, inhaling his strong masculine scent. Realizing something was amiss, her face flushed slightly. She whispered in his ear, "Did you bully Jiajia?"

"No way!"

Qin Yu felt a surge of excitement. The fragrant breath from Song Meilin brushed against his ear, making him want to turn around and kiss her sexy lips. Her slightly disheveled black hair draped over his shoulders, tickling his face with a jasmine scent. Two soft mounds pressed against his back, smooth and supple, making Qin Yu's hands tremble with excitement. He reached back and grabbed her plump buttocks, bending down to lift her up, his hands straining to carry her on his back.

"Ah—"

Song Meilin cried out softly, her whole body pressed against Qin Yu. She felt as if two hot irons were being branded onto her buttocks, Qin Yu's burning hands sending a shiver down her spine. Aside from her husband, no other man had ever touched her buttocks. Feeling a little uneasy, she leaned on Qin Yu's shoulder and said shyly, "Xiao Yu, just hold onto my thigh!"

Qin Yu carried Song Meilin up a step, turned his head, and looked at her with some confusion, saying, "Aunt Meilin, what's wrong?"

But in his heart, he felt a surge of pleasure. This beautiful mature woman's buttocks felt so plump and tender, incredibly smooth. He wondered what it would feel like to fuck her!

Song Meilin, being a strong woman, suppressed her initial shyness and wrapped her arms around Qin Yu's neck, saying, "Xiao Yu, it's uncomfortable for you to carry me like this."

Qin Yu chuckled, smelling the fragrance from her breath, and feigned ignorance, saying, "Aunt Meilin, what's wrong?"

"You naughty boy!"

Song Meilin finally couldn't resist Qin Yu's shamelessness, reaching out to cover Qin Yu's hot hand, moving down so he could hug her legs, saying, "Is it not okay to hug like this?"

Qin Yu took the opportunity to give Song Meilin's plump buttocks a hard grab, grinning mischievously, "Auntie, you're too polite, I don't have any bad intentions."

"Oh."

Song Meilin trembled from Qin Yu's sudden attack, giving him a sidelong glance: "You still say you don't have bad intentions? I'm not one of those little girls, if you mess around again, I won't let you off the hook."

"Auntie, you're wronging me, it was purely accidental."

Qin Yu moved his hand to Song Meilin's stockinged thigh, stroking it up and down, saying innocently.

Song Meilin frowned. Had she really wronged this naughty boy? Looking at Qin Yu, she said with a hint of anger, "I'll let you

have your way since you carried me on your back. Now hurry up and move!" Qin Yu gasped slightly. What did Aunt Meilin mean? Did she really want him to touch her? However, her strong-willed image ultimately prevented him from making any rash moves.

Ancient trees lined both sides of the stone path, their branches laden with fallen pine needles, layer upon layer, creating a desolate scene. Yet, in this secluded mountain path, a handsome young man and three stunningly beautiful women appeared, adding a touch of life to the desolation.

Watching his mother and Jiajia walk ahead, Qin Yu subtly moved his fingers, pressing them against Aunt Meilin's buttocks. He carried her up and down the stone steps, her proud, snow-white breasts pressed tightly against his back, their movements rhythmic and graceful. Qin Yu lewdly felt the soft warmth of Aunt Meilin's body, his hands kneading and caressing between her buttocks and thighs, but his movements were not large, whether intentionally or unintentionally, leaving Song Meilin helpless.

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