Ah Lang's promiscuous history

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Ah Lang's Lewd History Author

: Mingyuelou Published on: 2006/10/02 on: Pervert.net (

Part 1 )

**************** ... But fate had other plans. His good friend and colleague, Luo Qiang, called and woke him up. An angry Alang said to Luo Qiang, "If you don't give a proper reason for waking me up, I curse you to get syphilis when you go to a brothel..." On the other end of the line, Luo Qiang excitedly shouted, "Don't be so vicious! Get up, let's go on a picnic..." "You woke me up for this? What picnic? I'm not going..." Alang was furious and wanted to hang up. "Don't regret it if you don't go. Rongrong wants to introduce you to her cousin. Her cousin is only nineteen and has been staying home all the time. Today she wants to take Rongrong to some Osmanthus Village to see the osmanthus flowers. She's already at my house. Let me tell you, her cousin is absolutely gorgeous..." "Really?..." "If I'm lying, may I get syphilis when I go to a brothel..." Alang knew Luo Qiang well; he knew Luo Qiang wouldn't swear on his sexual happiness. Luo Qiang's sex drive was as "strong" as his name. Privately, Alang called him "Sex-Driven." To satisfy his sexual desires, Luo Qiang frequently frequented disreputable places. Naturally, Alang was also involved. But Alang was still sulking with Luo Qiang. A month ago, Alang and Luo Qiang met a few young women who had just been assigned to the company at a company party. The young women were all pretty, and one of them, Rongrong, was simply a beauty. Although she was only in her early twenties, she already had a curvaceous figure. While dancing, Alang not only grabbed her curves several times, but also rubbed his arms and chest against them. Rongrong only protested by acting coquettishly, which made Alang's bones tingle. Luo Qiang was completely captivated by her beauty, and the two brothers even argued about it. To maintain their traditional brotherly friendship, they played rock-paper-scissors to decide who would go first to woo Rongrong, with a week as the deadline. Whoever failed to win Rongrong's heart would be out of the game. Unfortunately for A Lang, Luo Qiang won first. At first, A Lang thought he was far superior to Luo Qiang in both looks and temperament, so he didn't care that Luo Qiang went first. He thought that although Rongrong was coquettish, she could withstand Luo Qiang's romantic advances for a week. Who knew that in less than a week, Luo Qiang, using some unknown method, loudly announced that he had already plucked this rose. Although A Lang was a little suspicious, when they held hands intimately, he suddenly realized his mistake and regretted it deeply. He cursed Rongrong in his heart for being frivolous and unable to resist even for a week, but in reality, every time he saw the two of them being so affectionate, he felt a pang of jealousy. So, for a month, Alang hadn't given Luo Qiang a kind look. The seemingly simple-minded Luo Qiang knew exactly what was going on, so he strongly encouraged Rongrong to introduce Alang to a girlfriend. Firstly, it would appease the resentment between their longtime friend, and secondly, he didn't trust Alang, who was superior to him in every way. He hoped that having a girlfriend would scare Alang away from his desire to seduce Rongrong. Rongrong tried hard, introducing several pretty girls to Alang, but Alang was picky and didn't like any of them. Today, her cousin happened to come all the way from Suzhou, asking Rongrong to take her to see the osmanthus flowers. Rongrong and Luo Qiang immediately thought of Alang. Hearing that she was a beauty, and Rongrong's cousin at that, Alang dressed and packed his bags with surprising speed. He thought, "With so many women like Rongrong, her cousin can't be too bad." It's said that there's heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. Girls from Suzhou and Hangzhou always have a unique charm. When Rongrong introduced her cousin to Alang, Alang smiled. "Hello, my name is... Alang..." "Hello, my name is Lin Ying..." Rongrong's cousin is named Lin Ying. Her appearance reminded Alang of the popular song "Xiao Fang" he had heard many years ago. This Lin Ying also wore a thick braid and black-rimmed glasses. She was quiet and shy, blushing easily. Although the only thing he could clearly see was her small nose, Alang found Lin Ying graceful and charming, speaking like a nightingale, with soft Wu and Yue dialect interspersed throughout. He couldn't help but feel overjoyed, his gloomy mood of the past month swept away. Alang was more than willing to go on a picnic with these two beautiful young ladies. Just before getting into the car, Rongrong said sweetly, "Yingying, we're going to spend the night outdoors, okay? It's my first time, I'm a little scared. How about you?" Lin Ying blushed and said, "I'm a little scared too..." Knowing it was the girl's first time spending the night outdoors, Alang smiled again, a very happy smile. At the foot of Niulang Mountain, there's a small stream, with many osmanthus trees growing on both sides. Therefore, the locals call it Osmanthus Stream. The stream meanders for over ten miles, flowing around Niulang Mountain year-round, its source and destination unknown. Legend has it that Osmanthus Stream was formed from the tears of the Weaver Girl. It's like a gentle arm embracing her beloved lover, never to be separated. Osmanthus Village is located beside this Osmanthus Stream, which has such a beautiful legend. In the golden autumn of Jiangnan, the water towns are still lush and green, with countless wildflowers blooming in the fields, vying for attention. However, compared to the vibrant colors of osmanthus blossoms—yellow, crimson, and white—the wildflowers pale in comparison. The osmanthus is not only beautiful, but its intoxicating fragrance permeates the air. "...It's so beautiful here..." "...It smells so good..." Although Mid-Autumn Festival is the season for tourists to admire osmanthus blossoms, the secluded Osmanthus Village remains remarkably quiet. Fortunately, two cheerful little birds chirp incessantly, breaking the tranquility. These two birds are Rongrong and Lin Ying. Protecting the two birds are, of course, Alang and Luo Qiang. Alang attends to Lin Ying, offering tissues, drinks, and even carrying her luggage, showering her with tenderness and attentiveness. Lin Ying was naturally pleased and smug, glancing back at A Lang every now and then with a charming smile, captivating all who beheld her. Even her long, black braid could make the discerning A Lang lose his mind. The osmanthus was indeed very fragrant, but the two bright and beautiful young girls also possessed a unique girlish scent. It was said that at this age, the more a girl sweated, the stronger the fragrance became; the ancient saying "a woman's fragrant sweat" probably meant this. Young girls smelled the fragrance of flowers, but men smelled the fragrance of young girls. A Lang not only smelled Rongrong's faint body fragrance but also noticed that her sweat had soaked through her thin white outer garment, making the outline of her small undergarment very clear, and the two protruding points on her chest even more prominent. Perhaps it was too hot, she unbuttoned two buttons on her chest and wiped the sweat that flowed from her neck to her chest with a handkerchief.

The girl was reserved, so her wiping of sweat was discreet and quick, but Ah Lang, who was staring intently at her, still caught a glimpse of her snow-white skin and a deep cleavage. As if sensing someone watching, Rongrong stopped what she was doing and looked at Ah Lang. Ah Lang, engrossed in his gaze, reacted blankly. As he hurriedly fled from Rongrong's intense stare, he heard her let out a soft "humph."

Fortunately, the slightly overweight Luo Qiang was too tired to notice Ah Lang's lewd behavior and was only focused on drinking water.

Ah Lang's gaze immediately shifted to Lin Ying, his eyes fixed on her bare legs. Uncovered, her long, straight legs were tinged with a rosy blush from the sun, making them even more beautiful and alluring.

Ah Lang then glanced at Rongrong's calves, which were also pink and smooth. He swallowed hard. Normally, long pants should be worn when hiking in the countryside, but Alang Hu jokingly said that the water in Osmanthus Creek was spring water flowing down from Niulang Mountain, not only clear and sweet, but also moisturizing and beautifying, making the local women's skin fair and rosy, delicate and smooth.

Lin Ying was a little skeptical, but Rongrong believed it wholeheartedly, so they all changed into short skirts for easier water play.

The group walked along the creek and saw that the creek flowed through a bend about ten meters long and wide, forming a funnel-shaped pool. The unevenly sized river pebbles at the bottom of the pool were clearly visible. The creek water overflowed, making it look like a large bathtub. There were several large rocks nearby, which provided a good place for everyone to stop and rest while enjoying the surrounding pastoral scenery.

"Wow... the water here is so clear! Lin Ying, come here quickly..."

It was Rongrong who shouted. She squatted by the creek, scooped up a handful of water with both hands, and washed the sweat off her face. Lin Ying licked her cherry lips and said, "Hmm, it really is a little sweet."

Lin Ying said, "Oh, it's so hot, it would be so nice to take a bath..."

"Of course I want to take a bath, I can't stand it..." A Lang was also tempted by the clear stream.

After playing for most of the day, although the sun was already setting, A Lang and Luo Qiang were still covered in sweat and their heads were steaming. They didn't care whether the little beauties agreed or not, threw down their bags, took off their clothes, and jumped into the stream with two "plop"s.

Seeing that the stream was crystal clear, they thought it wasn't deep, but who knew, they stepped into thin air and sank into the water. Fortunately, the two of them were good swimmers and tall, and after standing up, the water was only up to A Lang's chest. Even so, they still gulped down a couple of mouthfuls of water. Fortunately, the stream water was sweet and just enough to quench their thirst.

After a few more dives, Alang shouted "That's so refreshing!" while Luo Qiang beside him yelled back, clearly enjoying himself. Rongrong and Lin Ying, standing by the stream, stomped their feet in exasperation. Rongrong yelled, "You jerk , Alang! Why didn't

you say we could swim earlier? We didn't bring any swimsuits, how are we supposed to swim?" Alang sprayed a jet of water onto the bank and yelled, "Tch, there's nobody around here for miles,

and the sun's about to set. What are you afraid of? Just come in and swim! We didn't bring anything either, and we still swam perfectly fine!" Rongrong seemed tempted, but Lin Ying scolded loudly, "How can girls compare to boys? Swimming without any clothes on is so embarrassing! Besides, aren't you two human?"

Luo Qiang gave Alang a wink, and Alang nodded knowingly.

Alang continued to urge, "Oh, whatever you want! Such good spring water, it would be such a waste not to come down and wash and soak in it. I paid special attention to the younger women in the village earlier, their skin is really good... What a pity, what a pity!"

Alang was just bragging, but his eyes had never left the two pretty girls' chests and beautiful legs.

Rongrong, upon hearing this, actually asked, "Is it true?"

Alang chuckled inwardly, praising Rongrong for being "big-breasted and brainless," but with Rongrong and Lin Ying watching him, Alang could only pretend to be serious and say, "Of course it's true. Besides, you've been walking for most of the day, sweating profusely. If you don't wash, you'll probably get heat rash tomorrow..."

No girl in the world is immune to heat rash. Before Alang could finish speaking, Rongrong immediately sniffed her armpits, and Lin Ying also sniffed her arms, then looked at each other with annoyance for a few seconds, as if to say: There really is a strange smell.

Ah Lang managed to hold back his laughter, but Luo Qiang couldn't resist any longer. He dove into the water, but accidentally swallowed some water.

Seeing that Rongrong and Lin Ying were eager to try, Ah Lang decided to add fuel to the fire. He encouraged them, "How about this? If you feel embarrassed, we'll let you have the pool. Luo Qiang and I will set up our tents and spend the night nearby..."

Lin Ying and Rongrong jumped up with joy. Rongrong giggled, "Brother Ah Lang is so thoughtful! But don't go too far. I won't feel safe if I can't see you. But you're not allowed to look..."

"No, no..." Ah Lang and Luo Qiang agreed in unison.

"Wow..."

The two beauties exclaimed in unison. It turned out that Ah Lang and Luo Qiang, who had climbed ashore from the stream, were only wearing underwear. Underwear is not like swimming trunks; once soaked in water, their male genitalia were exposed, making them practically naked. Rongrong quickly turned her head away, while Lin Ying covered her eyes with her hands. Ah Lang and Luo Qiang laughed heartily, unaware that Lin Ying's fingers had already secretly parted.

Watching Ah Lang and Luo Qiang walk away, Lin Ying and Rongrong hid behind a large rock. Ah Lang guessed that the two beauties had already started undressing, and fantasizing about the women's breasts and buttocks, his body began to heat up, and his manhood became erect.

Luo Qiang, seeing Ah Lang's reaction, laughed loudly. Ah Lang glared at him irritably: "Why are you laughing so lewdly? I'm not interested in men..."

Luo Qiang was speechless for a moment, about to retort, when suddenly two soft screams came from Rongrong and Lin Ying's position.

"Oh no..."

Alang and Luo Qiang, without even bothering to put on their clothes, dropped their bags and rushed towards the small pool. In the pool, two beautiful young women were frantically splashing around. Without hesitation, Alang and Luo Qiang jumped into the pool, not caring who they were saving. Each grabbed one of them. Alang's hands were met with soft, smooth, and incredibly full breasts. The pretty face before him was deathly pale. A soft cough caused water to gush from her cherry-like lips, splashing Alang's face. Upon closer inspection, Alang realized it was Rongrong.

It turned out that Rongrong and Lin Ying had also thought the pool was shallow because the water was clear. However, once they entered the water, they suddenly realized they couldn't touch the bottom and panicked. The mountain spring water was icy cold, making their limbs stiff. Even the large rocks on the bank were slippery and difficult to grip. So, although they weren't exactly landlubbers, in their panic, they couldn't swim and could only shout and scream.

Seeing that it was Alang who was holding her, Rongrong instinctively covered her two full breasts with her hands. Her legs wrapped tightly around Alang's body, and her pale face quickly flushed red. Her chest was still heaving as she gasped for breath, and she started cursing, "You damn Alang, you didn't even tell me the water was so deep! Did you want to drown me?"

"Hey, I'm the one who saved you! Can't you be a little more civilized? Don't curse people to death so easily."

"I'll curse you... Who asked you to save me? You damn Alang, you stinky Alang..."

"Okay, then I'll let go..." Alang pretended to let go.

"Let go then! Anyway, you two stinky men have seen everything. Just let me die..." Rongrong looked like she was about to die.

Alang asked with a strange expression, "What are you talking about? Didn't Luo Qiang already see your body? You two have already..."

Rongrong's eyebrows shot up: "You're talking nonsense! Who said that? Did Luo Qiang tell you?"

Ah Lang was overjoyed. He realized Luo Qiang must have been bragging. Hearing Rongrong's question, he nodded repeatedly.

Enraged, Rongrong loudly cursed Luo Qiang's despicable, shameless, and vile nature.

Still agitated, Rongrong suddenly let out a soft moan, her body trembling slightly. She realized that something like a stick was pressing against her sensitive area, her naked lower body pressed against it. The object was not only hard but also enormous. She frantically tried to push Ah Lang away, but his arms were like iron. Rongrong couldn't struggle; her strength was exhausted, and her body slumped back, her hips sinking with it. Just then, the object was thrust into her sensitive area. With the lubrication of the stream, the large, hard object penetrated deeply.

"You…you…um…"

The sudden, unexpected event startled Rongrong, her cherry-like mouth agape in surprise. The feeling of fullness rendered her speechless.

A barely perceptible wicked smile crept across Ah Lang's lips. He hadn't expected that when he jumped into the pool earlier, he'd used too much force, pulling his underwear down to his knees, thus creating this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.

"No... Ah Lang..."

Rongrong's pleading voice was barely audible, her pitiful eyes making it hard for Ah Lang to believe that she had just been a fierce woman, but now she was as gentle as a little bird.

After holding her for a long time, Ah Lang's hands went numb. He gently brought his mouth close to Rong Rong's ear and asked, "Shall we go ashore?"

Rong Rong slightly opened her cherry-like mouth, her face flushed as she looked at Ah Lang. Her jade-like arms wrapped around Ah Lang's neck, and her alabaster breasts were pressed tightly against Ah Lang's chest. "Mmm...you naughty Ah Lang...you're so bad..."

"Isn't it because you corrupted me?"

Ah Lang chuckled, then cupped Rong Rong's buttocks with both hands, thrusting his hips and moving his feet toward the shore. The large thing inserted into Rong Rong's vagina moved in and out with each step Ah Lang took, rubbing against the sensitive nerves of that wonderful place.

Moving in the water was very slow, which caused Rong Rong to pant heavily. Her arms around Ah Lang's neck tightened, and her slender waist swayed gently.

Passing by Luo Qiang, Lin Ying cried out, "Cousin... Brother Luo Qiang is bullying me..."

A Lang turned his head to look, and the scenery there was equally enchanting. Luo Qiang was sucking on Lin Ying's nipple, and in the clear stream, he could vaguely see his hands supporting her buttocks, while her legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, her back as white as milk. Seeing A Lang staring at her in disbelief, Lin Ying's face burned bright red. A Lang was stunned to see Lin Ying, who was surprisingly beautiful without her glasses.

"Slap..." A crisp slap made A Lang's face sting.

Alang glared angrily at Rongrong and cursed, "You shrew, you hit me?"

Rongrong, with her seductive eyes, said softly, "I will hit you, what are you looking at? Go away..."

"I will go, but you're not allowed to hit my face again..."

"Slap..."

"Oh my god, you pervert, I'll kill you today..."

As the sun set, a series of songs came from Niulang Mountain in the distance. They were love songs from the mountains: " The osmanthus is fragrant

in Osmanthus Village, under the osmanthus tree, the sister thinks, what does the sister think? She thinks her brother will pick osmanthus flowers, and give them to her, to wear on her head, oh dear... oh dear..."

**********

... Rongrong and Lin Ying sat close together by the campfire, sometimes giggling and sometimes whispering in each other's ears, as if they had endless secrets to tell. Rongrong's eyes would occasionally drift towards Alang, making him savor the heart-stirring intimacy they had just shared. Lin Ying, on the other hand, still looked like a quiet and gentle student, but in the flickering firelight, her pure face had gained a touch of allure. Holding a can of beer, A-Lang said, "Hey, Luo Qiang, I never imagined Lin Ying would be so beautiful, I'm so jealous..." Luo Qiang coughed, a smug look on his face. He tilted his head back and took a swig of beer, chuckling, "That's called losing one thing and gaining another..." But seeing Rongrong, whose every smile and frown was full of charm, Luo Qiang sighed slightly, "However, losing Rongrong, while you got what you wanted, you're still resentful..." A-Lang laughed again, "What are you talking about? If you hadn't used those despicable methods, Rongrong would have been mine long ago. I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, and you're already acting innocent?" Luo Qiang just smiled sheepishly, "That's called all's fair in war..." but there wasn't a trace of shame on his face. A-Lang said, "Really? You've used all thirty-six stratagems to pick up girls, it seems I, A-Lang, really underestimated you before..." "Hehe..." Luo Qiang's face lit up with smugness again. "Then tell me, how did you get Rongrong so close to you?..." Alang suddenly looked serious. He wanted to know why Rongrong allowed Luo Qiang to hold her hand. Luo Qiang paused, shook his head, and said expressionlessly, "I won't tell, I won't tell..." A Lang sneered, took a swig of beer, smacked his lips, and said, "You can not tell, but I still have photos of you flirting in the sauna on my phone. Sigh, you know I'm careless. If Rongrong accidentally sees them, then Lin Ying will see them too. Sigh... Lin Ying is just like Lin Daiyu from Dream of the Red Chamber, a fairy-like Lin Ying..." Under the moonlight, the muscles on Luo Qiang's face twitched, and a flash of anger crossed his eyes. In an instant, he was like a deflated balloon, drooping his head and sighing helplessly, "You're ruthless, I'm really not as ruthless as you. But you have to promise me that you won't be angry when I tell you..." "Of course, I, A Lang, am an open and honest gentleman. I just want to know the reason. After I know, I won't remember anything. I will definitely not blame you, and I will not be angry with you. Our friendship will last forever..." In the firelight, A Lang really did look like a gentleman. Hearing Alang's impassioned speech, Luo Qiang was somewhat moved. He then recounted his pursuit of Rongrong. It turned out that at the company dance a month prior, Alang and Rongrong had already exchanged glances, both showing interest. However, Luo Qiang intervened, not only intervening but also seizing the opportunity to woo Rongrong first. As a result, Luo Qiang launched a fierce offensive, picking her up after work, taking her out to dinner, shopping with her, and even sending her flowers… He used every trick in the book. Women are easily moved, and coupled with Alang's lack of reciprocation, seemingly neglecting Rongrong, she was furious. Despite this, Rongrong still subtly inquired about Alang's situation. Luo Qiang finally realized that Rongrong's heart belonged to Alang, but he wasn't giving up. With the week-long deadline fast approaching, the anxious Luo Qiang devised a wicked plan: he called Alang, inviting him to the "Luxury Sauna" that evening, and told Alang to go inside and wait for him upon arrival. Then, they arranged to meet Rongrong at a small restaurant across from the "Luxury Sauna," which Rongrong readily accepted. While Rongrong and Luo Qiang were enjoying their drinks in the restaurant near the glass window, Alang arrived at the "Luxury Sauna." Rongrong watched him walk into the sauna with almost heartbroken eyes. Going to a sauna doesn't necessarily mean doing something bad, but Rongrong, feeling dejected, was completely blank. Coupled with Luo Qiang's subtle hints, Rongrong still believed Alang was a lecherous man who frequented brothels. So, she steeled herself and agreed to be Luo Qiang's girlfriend, but on one condition: for a year, they could only hold hands and could not have any physical relationship.

Luo Qiang was overjoyed and readily agreed. Therefore, his desperate efforts to introduce girlfriends to A Lang were all aimed at making A Lang stop thinking about Rongrong. He even went so far as to claim to Rongrong that he wanted to "save" his fallen friend, A Lang. The naive Rongrong, upon hearing this, thought Luo Qiang was a true gentleman.

Luo Qiang blurted everything out; he wasn't actually afraid of A Lang blackmailing him. Luo Qiang reasoned that since A Lang and Rongrong already had this kind of relationship, it was better to tell him now than let A Lang learn of his despicable behavior from Rongrong later, thus preventing a falling out between friends.

"No wonder when I went to the luxurious sauna that day and called you, your phone was off..."

A Lang murmured, recalling the events of that day. He had said he wouldn't be angry, but now he really wanted to beat Luo Qiang up.

"Don't blame me, who can blame me for Rongrong being so charming? I might do anything for her. To be honest, compared to Lin Ying, I prefer Rongrong..."

Luo Qiang had already gone through his sixth can of beer. Slightly drunk, he propped himself up and staggered to Lin Ying's side, wrapping his arms around her slender waist and laughing, "Xiao Ying, let's rest. Don't get in the way of your cousin and A Lang's sweet talk..."

Rongrong blushed and giggled, "Were we the ones getting in your way?"

Lin Ying looked at Rongrong shyly and gave a soft "Mmm," looking like a shy young wife. Luo Qiang stood up, picked up the light and agile Lin Ying, and slipped into their tent. From inside the tent came Lin Ying's startled cry of "Aiya!" followed by a heart-stirring moan.

The autumn wind in the fields didn't make anyone shiver, but the deep night and heavy dew still made Rongrong feel a little chilly. The soft cries and panting from not far away made her even more flustered.

She touched her bare arm, her beautiful eyes drifting to Alang, and said shyly, "It's a bit chilly, I... I'll go into the tent too..."

She stood up, not wanting to walk too fast, and with a cry of "Ouch!" fell onto the grass. Alang sprang to his feet and knelt beside Rongrong, asking gently and with concern, "Where did you fall? Does it hurt?"

Rongrong blinked her alluring eyes, shaking her head without speaking, her chest heaving rapidly. Alang smiled, his hand touching Rongrong's charming ankle: "Why aren't you saying anything? Is it here?"

Seemingly feeling a slight tickle, Rongrong giggled, but still remained silent.

Ah Lang exclaimed, "Oh! I know where you fell, isn't it here?..."

Ah Lang's hand traced down Rongrong's smooth calf to her inner thigh, then climbed up her delicate bottom, sliding into the crevice between her legs...

"Ouch... not here... don't touch..."

"I think you fell here, let me rub it for you..."

Ah Lang's two fingers deftly slipped through her thin panties, moving towards the moist spot.

"Mmm... oh... your hands... you rascal Ah Lang... you pervert..."

"Then I'll be a complete pervert for you..."

Ah Lang unzipped his pants, pulled out a menacing thing, ripped off Rongrong's thin panties, and pressed his entire body against Rongrong's pink bottom.

"What are you doing... Oh... No... Not here... Let's go... Let's go into the tent..."

The grotesque and thick thing slid into Rongrong's little hole like a snake. He licked Rongrong's fragrant earlobe, biting her tender earlobe, muttering, "My little Rongrong, this is the tent..."

Rongrong trembled violently, her sensitive areas receiving a powerful impact. She gasped for breath, "Xiao... Xiaoying... will see..." "

So what if she sees? Let her see how amazing her cousin-in-law is..."

Alang arched his back, thrusting straight up and down into Rongrong's tender flesh, each time penetrating to the very end, each time bringing out sticky honey.

The "slap slap" sounds were particularly clear in the silent wilderness. Rongrong no longer cared about shame. She arched her hips to welcome Alang's thrusts. The intense and rhythmic friction finally made her let out a long moan. Alang's violent trembling prolonged her wonderful pleasure, and she smiled contentedly.

The tent not far away stopped shaking, and someone was talking: "My God, your cousin is so slutty..."

"Mmm... Brother Qiang, why is your thing so thick again... Ah... Be gentle..."

The boundless spring on the earth made even the bright moon hanging high in the night sky too shy to look.

A refreshing autumn breeze, a beautiful woman in his arms—it should have been a night of sweet dreams, but unfortunately, Ah Lang had drunk too much beer and couldn't hold it in any longer. He hurriedly got up in the middle of the night to relieve himself. In his hazy state, a series of intermittent songs drifted over. Listening more closely, he realized it was clearly a woman's voice. Ah Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he opened his eyes wide, searching his surroundings. In the distance, he saw a white figure. A song

in the middle of the night? Suddenly, Ah Lang felt a chill run down his spine. He had completely forgotten about needing to relieve himself. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he noticed a woman bathing by the babbling brook. Curiosity emboldened him, and he crouched down, quietly approaching. Under the bright moonlight, a fairy-like figure, her every detail clearly visible, was not only bathing but also softly humming an unknown tune. The gentle, melodious Wu-Yue dialect sounded familiar to Ah Lang. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was none other than Lin Ying!

Lin Ying's petite figure was exquisitely curvaceous, her smooth skin softening even the moonlight. Her lips were slightly parted, her voice delicate and nasal. She raised her jade-like arms, gently combing her long, cascading hair. Her demeanor was graceful and elegant, her expression noble. Where in the mortal world could such charm be found? It seemed she was originally one of the Seven Fairies descended to earth.

Ah Lang, who was lying in the grass, was mesmerized. Just as he was about to get closer, Lin Ying suddenly cried out and jumped out of the water. She ran onto the grass, slapping her smooth buttocks. Ah Lang looked closely and saw a small black dot on her round, plump buttocks. Lin Ying cried out, "Ouch, that hurts so much..."

Ah Lang didn't care about that. He jumped out of his hiding place and shouted, "Xiao Ying, don't move! It's a leech..."

"Ah? Brother Ah Lang, it's you... Please save me..."

Startled, Lin Ying pleaded pitifully, her petite body trembling with tension.

Ah Lang commanded, "Quick, lie down and don't move..."

Lin Ying obediently lay down on the grass. Ah Lang didn't have time to admire the beautiful curves of her buttocks. He reached out and tried to pry the leech off with his fingers. Unexpectedly, the leech, instead of being attacked, desperately burrowed into Lin Ying's body. Lin Ying groaned in pain. Ah Lang said, "I'm going to spit..."

He opened his mouth and spat several times onto the leech, but it didn't help much.

Lin Ying sobbed, "I...I'm going to die...Brother Lang, save me..."

Lang, both anxious and amused, scolded, "Why are you crying? You won't die. There's a way, we've used it before."

"Then use it quickly..."

"Okay..."

Lang pulled down his pants, revealing his swollen penis. Lin Ying turned around and gasped, "Ah..." trembling, she asked, "What are you going to do?..."

"There's no time to explain, just bear with it..."

Lang finished speaking and released his urethra. A stream of hot, foul-smelling urine shot out. The leech couldn't withstand the alcohol-containing urine; it only sprayed once before rolling off, bringing with it a patch of blood. Lang continued to spray, saying to Lin Ying, "The leech is out, but the urine can disinfect your wound, just...bear...bear it..."

With his last urination nearly finished, Ah Lang shivered. His hand trembled, and the stream of urine changed direction, shooting precisely into that sensitive, hidden area. Even though it was just leftover urine, the force was still powerful. Lin Ying trembled violently, collapsing limply onto the grass. Extremely ashamed, she covered her face with her hands, saying in a soft voice, "I'm so ashamed... I..."

Ah Lang exhaled, pulling his member back into his pants, and said dismissively, "So what? You think you know everything? What are you afraid of? Who told you to bathe in the shallow water with weeds? Those places are breeding grounds for leeches, you know?"

Lin Ying murmured, "How would I know? That pool was too deep, I was too scared to go, so... so I went to a shallower spot to wash. Who knew there were leeches? Now I'm all dirty and smelly, I might as well die..."

"There are leeches here, go to the pool and wash yourself with the stream water..."

"I... I... I have no strength left..."

"Hey, you're covered in pee, do you want me to carry you?..."

"You...you're bullying me...that's your filth too...waaaah..."

The delicate Lin Ying had never suffered such humiliation in her life. Thinking of her filthy body, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with sorrow and burst into tears. A Lang quickly covered Lin Ying's mouth and said anxiously, "Don't cry, I'll carry you to the pond to wash you. It would be troublesome if we woke everyone up..."

Lin Ying then smiled through her tears. Looking at her pretty face with tears streaming down her cheeks, A Lang was stunned. Lin Ying took the opportunity to wrap her arms around A Lang's neck like an octopus. A Lang hugged Lin Ying's slender waist and with a gentle lift, he hung her on his body. Lin Ying's legs tightly clamped around A Lang's strong waist. At this moment, A Lang realized that Lin Ying's gaze was gentler than moonlight, and her heaving breasts were snow-white and firm.

In the small pool, two white bodies were intertwined. Lin Ying groaned, "Brother Lang, why did you wash up there?"

"Oh... well... I peed a little there... I had to wash it..." "

Then... then why did you wash inside... inside?" "

Of course, to get it clean..." "

Hmm... what is that?... It's so swollen... " "

Your fingers..."

"Ugh, are there fingers that thick?"

...

The east was beginning to lighten, and the mountain love songs began to echo in the open wilderness again:

"In Osmanthus Village, by Osmanthus Stream, in Osmanthus Stream, brother thinks, brother thinks what? He thinks his sister comes to the stream, to give her to brother, to wash clothes, oh dear... oh dear..."

(Part Two)

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It is said that the full moon is the time when women are most unrestrained.

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Ah Lang felt aroused again. He couldn't understand why his physical reaction was so strong. Ah Lang reached out his right hand, pinched the small, red nipple between two fingers, and gently twisted it. In just a few seconds, the pink nipple was erect. Ah Lang was both excited and amused. He slid down so that his mouth could hold the luscious nipple. Where his tongue touched, the little thing became even more adorable.

Rongrong, who was sleeping soundly, stopped breathing evenly and became a little disordered. She let out a soft moan and uttered a few indistinct words in her sleep: "Brother Qiang, don't touch...it's all wet..."

Although Rongrong's sleep-talking was a little unclear, every word still reached Ah Lang's ears. Ah Lang was stunned, and then he became angry. He wondered, did this lovely Rongrong really have an affair with Luo Qiang? Or was it just Rongrong's wet dream? Whatever it was, it fueled Alang's intense jealousy. His movements grew increasingly violent, even bordering on vengeful as he roughly rubbed her full breasts.

Rongrong's sensitive body began to tremble. She opened her eyes and saw Alang ravaging her breasts. She seemed flustered and hurriedly asked, "Brother Alang, why did you wake me up?"

Alang laughed, but his laughter was somewhat unnatural. As he peeled off Rongrong's thin panties below her abdomen, he replied, "I saw you sleeping so horribly just now. Were you having a wet dream?"

Rongrong asked nervously, "...What did I say?"

Alang laughed, "I said..."

"What did you say?"

"You said, Brother Alang...hurry up and insert it into Rongrong's little hole." Alang imitated Rongrong's moaning tone while teasing her moist and slippery little honey hole, which was already soaked, with glistening dew wetting the soft downy hair at the entrance.

Rongrong chuckled, then let out a soul-stirring moan. She said coquettishly, "I'm not that wanton...mmm..."

"Still saying you aren't? Look at my fingers..." Alang held up two wet, glistening fingers, offering them to Rongrong's red lips. Rongrong frowned slightly, then shook her head sweetly, saying, "Mmm...I don't want to eat..."

"Those are yours, lick them..." Alang slid his two honey-slicked fingers into Rongrong's mouth. Rongrong glared at Alang helplessly, then stuck out her bright red tongue to lightly lick Alang's fingers, even sucking on them in her sexy little mouth, occasionally making "mmm..." sounds from her nose.

How could Alang resist such teasing? He pulled down his pants, his erect penis hardening, aimed at her vulva, and thrust in. Rongrong beneath him let out a satisfied, joyful cry, her legs jumping high and draped over Alang's shoulders.

Seeing Rongrong's perfect cooperation, Alang's penis, inserted into her honey hole, swelled even more, making Rongrong feel incredibly full. She held onto Alang's arms and moaned comfortably, "Oh...oh...Brother Alang...good husband...you wanted it twice last night, and now you want it again...how can you be so...so greedy..."

"Do you like me fucking you like this?"

"Mmm...I like it...I really like it...husband, harder..."

"Will you let others fuck you in the future?"

"No, only...Brother Alang...mmm..."

"Have you ever fucked Luo Qiang before?"

"Mmm...yes...oh no...I haven't..."

Alang suddenly slowed his thrusting. He grabbed Rongrong's swaying breasts and asked breathlessly, "You won't admit it?"

Rongrong felt a tingling ache all over her body. She pleaded, "No...really no...Brother Alang, hurry up!"

Alang stopped abruptly, determined to get to the bottom of it. He glared at Rongrong and said, "If you don't admit it... I'm going to take a shower..."

Rongrong anxiously cursed, "Ah... you bastard Alang... you stinky Alang... don't stop..."

Alang pulled his thick, hard member halfway out and pretended to leave.

Rongrong couldn't bear the torment of lust. She gasped and wrapped her arms around Alang's neck, thrusting her lower body repeatedly. Finally, she managed to cry out, "Oh... I admit it... I admit it... Luo Qiang slept with me... move... harder..."

"So you really had an affair with another man. Who else? Tell me..." Alang's veins bulged. He angrily thrust his hips, each wave of force hitting her tender petals.

"Ouch... oh... and... and the section chief... the manager..." Rongrong's eyes, narrowed like silk, became hazy. She frowned, her breathing rapid, her waist muscles twisting more and more violently.

Alang felt a sudden, inexplicable excitement. The intense contractions of Rongrong's alluring flesh walls made his burning penis tremble even more. He roared, trembling, "Little slut... my baby... is Luo Qiang fucking you good?"

"Ah... ah... so good... Brother Qiang, fuck Alang's wife harder... ah..." Rongrong's buttocks suddenly rose high, accepting Alang's most forceful thrusts. A stream of hot essence shot into her flower core, and Rongrong let out a high-pitched and long moan.

Sweat soaked the sheets, and the two fleshy worms couldn't recover for a long time. The secret place flowed with turbid love fluid, and the strong smell of the secretions filled the entire bedroom. After

a long time...

Alang, limp beside Rongrong, stroked her breasts covered in sweat and asked breathlessly, "Baby, when did Luo Qiang fuck you?"

"Slap..." A slap rang on Alang's face.

"Why did you hit me again? I told you not to hit my face..."

"I hit you, are you a pervert? You want your wife to admit to sleeping with another man..."

"You just admitted it..."

"That was because you forced me to. You wouldn't move unless I admitted it, you bastard, you stinky Ah Lang, I'm warning you, if you dare to stop halfway next time, hmph... you'll know you're wrong..." Rongrong, puffed up with anger, began to settle scores.

"So, did you and Luo Qiang actually sleep together..." Ah Lang was still not giving up, but before he could finish speaking, another crisp slap rang out across his face.

Ah Lang was furious: "Damn it... I'm saying, do you have sadistic tendencies? Today I'm going to teach you a lesson for this bad habit..." As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Lang pounced on Rongrong.

Unexpectedly, Rongrong, who was usually a bit sharp-tongued, was equally formidable physically. Alang couldn't gain any advantage. During the struggle, Alang's hand reached Rongrong's buttocks, and his fingers accidentally slipped across her tightly clenched anus. He was about to raise his hand to hit her again when Rongrong trembled slightly and let out an "Oh." Seeing this, Alang teased her anus again, and Rongrong trembled all over again. However, this time, she trembled even more violently. Alang was overjoyed and simply used his fingers to poke at her anus. Rongrong suddenly felt hot all over and cried out softly, "Brother Alang, no, no..."

Usually, when a woman says "no" gently, she means the opposite. Alang, who had dated countless women, naturally understood what Rongrong was thinking. After randomly touching Rongrong's sensitive areas, he chuckled, jumped off the bed, and walked towards the bedroom door. Behind him, Rongrong's sweet voice came: "Brother Lang, come here first..."

"I won't, you keep hitting my face..."

"I won't hit you anymore..."

"I don't believe it..."

As a pillow flew towards Lang, Rongrong's loud curses rang out: "Go to hell, you stinky Lang..."

The warm water in the bathtub couldn't dampen Lang's eagerness to know the truth. He suddenly thought of a plan. A way to test whether Rongrong and Luo Qiang were having an affair.

Picking up the extension phone by the bathtub, Alang dialed Luo Qiang's number. Knowing Lin Ying wasn't with Luo Qiang, Alang exchanged a few brief pleasantries before asking Luo Qiang to buy a box of [Meipinxuan] pastries near his house. Luo Qiang was a little puzzled, so Alang explained, "Rongrong really wants to eat [Meipinxuan] pastries. Mid-Autumn Festival is coming up, and I'm busy delivering some mooncakes to my boss. Could you buy some and bring them to my house? Rongrong will be waiting for me."

"Okay, I'll be there in half an hour… After all, we're good brothers, it's nothing…" Luo Qiang readily agreed, and Alang felt grateful. However, the thought that Luo Qiang might only be so eager because of Rongrong made his mood darken.

Ah Lang quickly dried himself off and dressed. Perhaps feeling like he'd caught them cheating, he was a little nervous, his hands trembling slightly. Once finished, Ah Lang went into the bedroom, flashing a smile that could charm any girl, and said, "Rongrong, I'm going out to run some errands, I'll be right back…you rest for a bit."

"Hmph…"

As Ah Lang opened the door, Rongrong's sweet voice drifted up behind him: "Hurry back, don't keep the beautiful lady waiting too long…"

At that moment, Ah Lang's heart filled with warmth. Having a woman waiting for him at home—how blissful! He almost gave up on this test, but curiosity once again prevailed. Ah Lang deliberately slammed the front door shut with a loud "bang," then tiptoed back into a small storage room, turned off his phone, and slipped into a large wardrobe inside. Through the frosted glass of the wardrobe, Ah Lang could vaguely see what was happening inside the room.

Although the wardrobe was large, it was only big enough for Alang to sit comfortably, which was quite uncomfortable. To make matters worse, Rongrong, who was equally curious, actually went into the small room to take a look. Alang was extremely nervous. Fortunately, the room was rather messy, and Rongrong turned and left after a few glances, probably going to another room.

Time ticked by, and Alang truly felt that every second felt like an eternity. Finally, half an hour passed, but Luo Qiang still hadn't arrived. Just as he was getting anxious, Rongrong suddenly entered the small room where Alang was hiding. Alang heard Rongrong mutter, "That lazybones, doesn't he even have a mop? I really don't know how he cleans."

Alang thought to himself, "Good heavens, why is Rongrong so diligent?"

But as Rongrong rummaged around, Alang's heart started pounding. At that moment, Alang had a sudden inspiration. He took out his phone and sent Rongrong a text message: "Rongrong, I'll probably be back in about three hours. Wait for me."

Rongrong had just reached the wardrobe where Alang was hiding and was about to open it when she heard her phone ring. She turned and walked away, and at the same moment, the doorbell rang.

Alang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside the living room, Alang heard Rongrong's giggling: "That rascal Alang, playing these little tricks! He said he'd be back in three hours, and now he's back, hehe..."

It seemed Rongrong thought Alang had returned, and she happily ran to open the door.

Alang, inside the wardrobe, suddenly remembered that Rongrong was still wearing that light pink, see-through nightgown, which only covered her bottom, leaving her private parts completely exposed. Alang knew it was too late. He sighed regretfully: That brat Luo Qiang got lucky.

But after sighing, Alang still slowly opened the wardrobe sliding door a crack. From there, he could see the living room sofa and hear any conversations in the room clearly.

Sure enough, Rongrong exclaimed in surprise as soon as she opened the door, "How come it's you? Brother Luo Qiang!"

"Why can't it be me? Ah Lang asked me to buy you some snacks..." Luo Qiang stared at the two pink things on Rongrong's chest with a lecherous look.

"Ah Lang went out... Oh dear... I'll go put on some clothes..." Rongrong only then realized that she was wearing a sexy nightgown that could make any man's nose bleed. She didn't know that Luo Qiang had been staring at her from her smooth thighs, even her neatly trimmed pubic hair was faintly visible to him.

Hiding in the closet, Ah Lang cursed inwardly: "Only now you realize you're wearing such revealing clothes, really, was it intentional? Letting that pig-headed Luo Qiang see his fill."

But then, things suddenly changed. Luo Qiang quickly put down the pastries he was holding, stepped forward, and hugged Rongrong from behind as she turned around. His hands climbed onto Rongrong's high breasts, sometimes gently, sometimes forcefully kneading them. Even through the thin bra, her breasts were still squeezed and deformed. Below, his erect member pressed right between Rongrong's thighs.

"Ah... Brother Qiang, what are you doing? Let go... I'm already Alang's girlfriend, you can't just touch my breasts like that..." Rongrong's sensitive body betrayed her once again, she leaned weakly against Luo Qiang, moaning softly.

"It's not like it's the first time. Ever since we came back from Osmanthus Village, I've been thinking about you, about your alluring body..." Luo Qiang had already slipped his hand inside Rongrong's pajamas, he could feel Rongrong's captivating body more clearly.

Hearing Rongrong and Luo Qiang's conversation, Alang was shocked, thinking, could it be that they had sex that night in Osmanthus Village?

At this moment, Rongrong's moans became more and more delicate, more and more coquettish, she grabbed Luo Qiang's hand and said, "That... that night was different... that was when you came and teased me while I was peeping at Alang and Lin Ying making love... Don't touch me anymore... mmm..." Rongrong's body had changed, her nipples were erect.

Luo Qiang chuckled, "Yeah, it's all thanks to Alang seducing Lin Ying, otherwise, I wouldn't have had the chance to make love with my dream girl..."

Hiding in the closet, Alang was shocked. He never expected that his passionate encounter with Lin Ying in the Osmanthus Creek had been discovered by Luo Qiang and Rongrong. He wanted to stop their affair, but what could he say if he rushed out? They had already caught him red-handed; he and Lin Ying were already adulterers. Could he really call them adulterers? With that thought, Alang dejectedly listened quietly to the scene unfolding in the living room.

Rongrong was already breathless from Luo Qiang's touch. She said in a coquettish voice, "You're still being nice? That night you not only forcefully penetrated my vagina, but also my anus, making me feel... well..."

"Feel what?..."

"It hurts..."

"Let me see, is it here?..." Luo Qiang lifted Rongrong onto the sofa, one hand touching her buttocks, and along the buttocks, Luo Qiang's fingers touched Rongrong's sensitive anus.

Luo Qiang's movements were swift and practiced. Rongrong tried to stop him, but it was too late. Her whole body began to tremble: "...Brother Luo Qiang...no...close the door first..."

Inside the closet, Alang cursed Rongrong for being as cunning as a fox, but at this moment, Alang suddenly had the urge to spy on Rongrong and Luo Qiang making love. He felt an inexplicable excitement, which he couldn't explain. His lower body was already erect.

Outside the living room, Luo Qiang locked the front door and returned to the sofa. He picked up Rongrong and praised her, "You're so careful..."

Rongrong said, "How could I not be careful? Alang seems to have sensed our relationship..."

Luo Qiang stopped stroking Rongrong's breasts and asked, "How does he know?"

"I don't know, he kept asking me today..."

"What did you answer..."

"What...what else could I answer? Of course, I didn't admit anything..." Rongrong finally didn't reveal the details of Alang forcing her to admit it, but she still thought about it, so her pretty face immediately turned bright red.

Luo Qiang was stunned. He hugged Rongrong tightly and asked blankly, "Rongrong, is it okay if I want to maintain this kind of relationship with you often? I'll treat you very, very well."

Rongrong, now aroused, could no longer maintain her composure. She shook her head coyly, saying in a sweet voice, "How can that be? You two stinky men are both so amazing, you can't even satisfy me, I... how can I take it?..."

Luo Qiang also pulled down his pants, revealing his thick, powerful genitals. He grabbed Rongrong's small hand and placed it on his burning hot penis, asking with a smile, "Then which one is better, me or Alang?"

Rongrong gently... Her tender little hands stroked Luo Qiang's already shiny black penis back and forth, while she answered shyly, "Oh, how can I... compare? They're both... amazing..."

The comfortable feeling in Luo Qiang's lower body spread throughout his body, and he asked breathlessly, "Is Alang's thicker or mine?"

Rongrong gave Luo Qiang a charming look and chuckled, "Well... well... you have to suck it to... to know..." After saying that, she rubbed the penis, which was already oozing crystal-clear liquid from the glans, hard with her little hands, then slowly bent down, lightly smelled the scent of the semen, and then opened her lips to take the entire glans into her mouth. After a few tentative attempts, she finally swallowed the entire penis deep into her mouth.

Watching his penis disappear into her cherry-like mouth, Luo Qiang let out a soft "Oh!" He leaned back on the sofa with immense pleasure, his hands roughly kneading her dangling breasts. Before him, Rongrong's bare buttocks swayed from side to side with her swallowing. Luo Qiang released her snow-white breasts and slid back into Rongrong's already overflowing lower body, teasing her wantonly, even gently prying open her tightly closed anus with a finger.

Rongrong felt as if she had been electrocuted; her body trembled violently before she spat out his penis. Her burning body went limp against Luo Qiang's chest, emitting a cat-like moan.

Luo Qiang asked, "Do you know who's thicker now?..." He inserted another centimeter into Rongrong's anus, the firm sphincter muscles inside making his finger feel numb from the tight grip.

"Mmm...ah...don't put it there...ah...you're thick...you're even thicker...quickly put your thick thing into my little hole..." Rongrong freed herself from Luo Qiang's fingers, straddled Luo Qiang's waist, her small jade hand had already grasped the saliva-covered penis, aimed it at her engorged, bright red vaginal opening, and sat down. Her burning vagina eagerly swallowed the thick, long penis, without the slightest pause, Rongrong lifted her buttocks and quickly began to move.

"Oh...oh...so thick...Brother Qiang, you're so thick..."

Luo Qiang also hugged Rongrong's slender waist, thrusting his waist and abdomen to respond to Rongrong's lust, he shouted passionately: "Quickly...quickly tell your husband to fuck you..."

"Good Brother Qiang, good husband, thrust hard..."

While Luo Qiang and Rongrong were frantically making love in a daze, Alang had already come out of the closet, standing by the small room watching this scene that made his blood boil, his hand waving at his lower body, his penis already purplish-red.

In the living room, the two men, oblivious to the people watching them, were lost in their passionate thrusting. Amidst the intense "slap slap" sounds, Luo Qiang excitedly grasped Rongrong's breasts and said, "You know what? Rongrong, actually, I almost did it with you a month ago..."

Rongrong's body heaved, and she gasped, "Really...really..."

Luo Qiang said excitedly, "Yes, do you remember that night, the night we saw Alang go to the luxurious sauna? You drank a lot of alcohol, you were drunk..."

Her sensitive clitoris was intensely rubbed, causing Rongrong to gasp repeatedly, "I...I know...later you took me home..."

Luo Qiang said, "Yes, you were very drunk that night, and when I took you home, I took off your clothes..."

"Mmm...and then?..."

"I licked your pussy..."

"And then?...Oh..."

"Then...then I rubbed my penis back and forth at the entrance of your vagina for a long time..."

"Then...then why didn't you dare to put it in then? You idiot..." "I was afraid you'd be angry, wasn't I?"

Rongrong, her face flushed, giggled lasciviously, "Then...that night I was just pretending to be drunk, I remember, I deliberately pulled down my underwear so you could help me to pee...you idiot...you made me feel so uncomfortable..."

"What?" Luo Qiang shouted with regret, "I'll fuck you hard now, fuck you, make up for the loss..." Luo Qiang's thrusting speed increased.

"Mmm...actually that night, I wanted Brother Qiang to rape me...ah...ah..."

Ascending on Luo Qiang's lower abdomen, Rongrong let the thick penis pound against her wet vagina, her hair flying as her two full breasts swayed up and down and side to side, her movements becoming more and more frequent.

"Oh...oh...you slutty Rongrong, I'm going to rape you, fuck you to death..." A surge of intense pleasure overwhelmed her, making Luo Qiang's final thrusts incredibly powerful. Her ejaculation caused Rongrong's entire body to tremble, her lower body and abdomen spasming violently. Wave after wave of orgasms brought Rongrong to a hallucinatory paradise.

They hadn't expected that Alang, naked, had already rushed out of the small room. He let out a beast-like growl. Before Luo Qiang, who was the first to see Alang, could react, Alang swiftly pressed himself against Rongrong's upturned buttocks. His fiery red penis pressed against Rongrong's anus, and with the abundant lubrication from her vagina after her orgasm, his thick penis slid into Rongrong's incredibly tight rear passage.

"Ah..." Rongrong, her body limp after the climax, let out a weak, languid cry as she felt a hot, thick shaft penetrate her anus. Strangely, besides feeling her buttocks swell, she also felt a strange comfort. When Rongrong turned and smiled seductively at Alang, the wondrous pleasure intensified. As Alang thrust in and out of her anus, from light to heavy, Rongrong was surprised to find that Luo Qiang's penis, already inside her vagina, was growing thicker. That unprecedented feeling of fullness made Rongrong let out another long groan.

It was truly: The moon shines full every night, the jade tree blooms in the back garden. The flowers bloom but not long, the carriages and horses at the humble gate are few.

(End of Part Two) [ Last edited by tim118 on 2010-9-28 03:21 ]

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