[Wuxia] Chasing After the Beauties of Jin Yong's Novels (Tianlong Fengliu) (Complete) - 37

In Chapter 160 of the first part of the Fallen Dragon World, the princess loses

her virginity. Wu Long had already torn off her clothes. The princess's skin was so smooth and white, her two breasts intertwined, rising and falling slightly, her breath coming in gasps of panic and anxiety—everything about her was captivating and arousing to a man's senses.

Wu Long bent down and gently stroked the princess's flowing hair, his hand brushing across her hair and shoulders. Wu Long's fingers moved back and forth on the princess's smooth skin like playing a zither. Although it wasn't a particularly sensitive area, it made the princess feel itchy, and she had to try her best to resist.

Wu Long looked at the princess's breasts with admiration. Her breasts were not comparable to those of ordinary beauties. Wu Long's left hand slipped under her jade arm, around to her chest, and grabbed one of her breasts. He gripped it so tightly that his five fingers had sunk deep into the tender flesh, causing her breasts to turn red, and the bright red nipples peeked out from between his fingers.

"So smooth!"

Wu Long exclaimed, his fingers roaming freely over the breasts. His movements seemed haphazard yet methodical, each finger tracing the princess's sensitive spots, maximizing her stimulation. "Uh... ah..." The princess bit her lip tightly, trying to remain silent, knowing that any sound she uttered would be due to Wu Long's skillful aphrodisiac techniques. The fact that her legs were spread wide, allowing her to fully appreciate the breathtaking view between her legs, was already enough to make her feel ashamed.

Below was the princess's flat, flawless abdomen, without a trace of excess fat. Having never given birth, her abdomen was flawless. Below her abdomen were a pair of beautiful, long, smooth legs, firm and incredibly elastic, making him almost unable to resist biting them. Most importantly, he discovered that at the base of her legs, in her mysterious triangle, on that high, mature mons pubis, grew a lush, curly meadow.

Wu Long placed the princess down, then parted her legs, half-kneeling between them, carefully examining her private parts. The princess gasped, trying to cover her vulva with her hands, but he caught them. Embarrassed and flustered, Wu Long lifted her breasts, letting them rest against his chest. With one hand, he spread her legs, and with the other, he gently parted the large petals of her white, plump vulva, revealing the wrinkled inner petals and pink vaginal walls. At the same time, he lowered his head, circling and licking her parted petals and vulva with his tongue, even lightly biting with his teeth. She could no longer hold back; the intensity was unprecedented, causing her to cry out. Sweet moans escaped from the corners of her mouth.

Wu Long's vigorous licking made the princess breathe increasingly intensely, her vulva quickly swelling and becoming incredibly wet under his tongue. After licking for a while, he suddenly took the princess's entire flower garden into his mouth and thrust forcefully several times in succession. This sudden action made the princess tremble all over, and she cried out in pain, having reached orgasm.

Wu Long then sat back down in front of the princess, stood up, and began to remove his clothes. This action left the princess speechless, so she simply turned her head away, not daring to look at him. After removing his clothes, he reached out and gently pinched the two sensitive red nipples on the princess's chest. The princess was overwhelmed by a mix of sensations, from which she could feel a tingling, numb, and itchy sensation. From the princess's reaction, I could tell that she was quite traditional. Therefore, Wu Long decided to let her experience all the pleasures a woman could enjoy, to let her know what true lovemaking was like.

Wu Long carefully examined the princess lying there. Her stunningly beautiful face was fair with a rosy glow, her slightly upturned red lips were like cherries, white and delicate as snow, soft and supple, her waist slender, her hands like jade scallions, and the faint fragrance of a virgin wafted through the air. She truly deserved to be called the seventh princess of the world. He could no longer restrain himself. He leaned down and gently kissed the princess's cheeks and neck, while his hands roamed freely over her body.

The princess, helpless, allowed Wu Long to do as he pleased. Wu Long, now burning with desire, could no longer control himself. He lowered his head and took the princess's cherry-like nipple into his mouth. His right hand roamed over her smooth, beautiful back, caressing her until he reached her nipple, then kneading it vigorously. His left hand was also busy, reaching between the princess's legs.

The princess was struck dumb, her body going limp, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes. Wu Long's tenderness surged. He used his tongue to pry open the princess's lips, inserting it into her delicate tongue. Wu Long's tongue entwined with hers, tasting it, until the princess's face flushed crimson. Wu Long's left hand was also busy, sliding from her navel to her buttocks, and the princess let out a soft moan.

The princess was clearly inexperienced; this had already confused her senses, and her desire was stirring. The princess was all alluring, her face flushed with desire, her starry eyes hazy and intoxicated. Wu Long embraced her, laid her flat, and parted her shapely legs. The princess was already delirious and unable to control herself.

Wu Long was already aroused, and he forcefully opened the princess's legs, ready to take her completely with overwhelming force. A wicked smile played on his lips as Wu Long supported the princess's legs with one hand, while the other hand slipped under her vulva.

"Ah! You have to... be gentle..." By the time the princess realized Wu Long's actions, it was already too late.

"I'm coming!" Wu Long forcefully entered her with the most powerful method.

"Ah... it hurts!" The massive spear entered the princess's narrow space, and even though it was very lubricated, the tearing pain was unbearable. She cried out in pain, and her virgin blood flowed out... The princess screamed repeatedly, her face full of pain. Wu Long felt a burning heat, as if he had fallen into the clouds, soft and warm beyond measure. He could no longer restrain himself, and thrust his hips down forcefully. The princess let out a muffled groan, her teeth biting her lower lip; clearly, her virginity, preserved for twenty years, had been broken by Wu Long.

"Ah..." The princess finally couldn't help but cry out, tears welling in her eyes, her fingernails digging into Wu Long's back muscles. Wu Long stopped moving, kissing her eyes, the tip of her nose, and finally resting his lips on her breasts. His hands slowly caressed her, pressing and gently kneading with his fingers. Soon, Wu Long felt the princess gradually becoming wet, and she beneath him gently twisted her body...

"Uh! Uh... Ahh..." The princess involuntarily let out a cry, her vaginal walls contracting violently, a clear sign of impending climax.

Wu Long still hadn't expected her to be so sensitive and easily aroused. He teased, "Good princess! I think... um, you've never tasted such a wonderful flavor before."

All the princess's will was shattered; not a trace of resistance remained. She only knew to relax her body as much as possible, welcoming Wu Long's intrusion. Each time Wu Long entered, it produced a series of sounds, causing her to gush with juices once more.

"It hurts...you thief!!"

"I...I...it hurts!!" The princess was almost going crazy.

Unable to speak, she twisted her body, kicking Wu Long's feet a few times before lying flat on her back, powerless. Wu Long knew her coming was imminent and said nothing more, thrusting into her with the most violent movements. Under Wu Long's fierce onslaught, the princess's mouth opened wide, saliva even dripping from the corners of her mouth. Her charming eyes were no longer the dreamy, watery gaze they once held; they were lifeless, clearly driven to a state of dazedness by Wu Long's extraordinary size.

The princess gradually relaxed her brows, gradually adapting to the size of her man, the immense sensation causing her to murmur softly. And Wu Long, unable to endure such torment any longer, unable to bear the impending explosion, in the warm comfort shared with the princess, the enormous size suddenly enveloped them both, igniting a fierce fire within them. Having long been skilled in matters of love, Wu Long quickly took control, cradling the princess's slender waist and gradually launching his assault, leading the princess, who had captivated him, into that magical paradise. Love, and the stimulation of love! Ah, so exhilarating!

Amidst the raging storms and relentless lashes, in the midst of their conquest, Wu Long, like an unparalleled monarch, possessed everything of the princess in his arms. Like an invincible warrior, he charged fiercely across the battlefield, having long forgotten his purpose there, and even forgotten that he was in Yue'er's room. Su Fangfei, too, was in a daze, forgetting where she was, not knowing why she had been in the hall just moments before, and now suddenly found herself in an empty room. Both wanted to savor the beauty before them.

In the relentless and continuous onslaught, the princess had already climaxed three times. The intensity had left her dazed and her face flushed. At this moment, the princess was truly an irresistible enchantress, a witch, a fairy, especially her inner allure and captivating charm, which Wu Long had fully aroused, making her an absolutely breathtaking beauty.

"Baby, I'm coming too."

"Oh—" With a particularly violent thrust from Wu Long, tears streamed from the princess's eyes, a smile playing on her lips, her facial expressions uncontrollable, a mixture of pleasure and pain, perhaps best described as a bittersweet experience. She clung to Wu Long's shoulders and back like an octopus, desperately holding on, refusing to let go.

Wu Long knew this was a sign she had reached her climax, so he thrust in several more times with tremendous force, finally achieving his goal of bringing the princess to her first time. Wu Long was extremely pleased; his penis inside the princess suddenly swelled. The princess's body trembled violently; unable to withstand Wu Long's fierce thrusts, she fell into a frenzied coma in the next moment. As always, once the woman reached her peak, Wu Long's climax followed, a thick stream of hot semen shooting into the princess's life. With the princess's second orgasm, an even more powerful stream of yin essence gushed out, immediately absorbed by Wu Long's automatically activated technique—the yin essence was definitely a powerful tonic! Finally, at the instant Wu Long entered the princess's body, the fiery touch of her blood and pure yin essence was like receiving a huge surge of energy. He began to circulate wildly, absorbing the essence and rapidly flowing back and forth between their bodies.

Princess Yinchuan, my beauty, my beloved, will forever belong to me, Wu Long.

Next, Wu Long's true essence circulated within his body, operating according to the dual cultivation method, continuously repairing the beauty's injured body. Yin and Yang began to merge within her body, operating autonomously according to her cultivation technique, constantly breaking through under the guidance of Wu Long's powerful true essence. The dual cultivation technique, once activated, was truly unparalleled in its power, subconsciously changing the beauty's thoughts, making her love only Wu Long for life and death, without affecting her personality or mind. It was truly a heaven-defying art of seduction, and of course, only a select few could reach his current level.

(Chapter 161 of the Fallen Heavenly Dragon World: The Battle of the Intestines)

The princess lay on Wu Long's chest, suddenly hearing a low growl from her lower body, immediately feeling the hot, enormous, ever-expanding cavity, desperately squeezing inside. As the fluids swelled and softened within her, a surge of scalding essence gushed forth, pricking her vaginal walls and causing her

to tremble violently. She felt as if she were flying, her soul almost leaving her body. She cried out involuntarily, then collapsed weakly onto Wu Long's chest, lying there helplessly.

Wu Long gently caressed the princess's breasts, savoring the lingering afterglow of their encounter after thousands of years, trying to calm his own breathing. After a long while, the princess finally awoke, opening her eyes to look around at the dimly lit space. Feeling the cool air around her, she instinctively hugged Wu Long's hot body tightly, fragrant sweat sliding down her forehead and cheeks. She asked in disbelief in a low voice,

"Where...where am I?"

Wu Long laughed,

"Princess, are you dreaming?"

The princess looked around, but couldn't see clearly. She reached out to touch Wu Long's head, then his face, his mouth, his nose, and became even more confused. She asked,

"Why does it feel so real?"

Wu Long chuckled and said, "Princess, you're still dreaming, of course it's real."

"Really? But I feel like it's real...just now, I...I...it was so fast. Like...like flying!" the princess murmured to herself.

"Oh, then, Princess, would you like to enjoy yourself again while you're still dreaming?"

Wu Long laughed lewdly, thrusting his hips upwards, his already not-so-soft penis rising again. He pushed deeper, but was squeezed tightly by the vaginal walls. Waves of tingling sensations came, making his penis swell even more. The princess felt a surge of energy coming from her lower body, and her body, which had just regained strength, began to weaken again. She stammered, "Is...is it still possible?"

"Yes," Wu Long replied confidently

. "Then...then hurry up! I'm afraid if I wake up, it'll be too late."

The princess's hands moved incessantly towards Wu Long's face, then down to his chest. Wu Long chuckled and said, "As you command, Princess." He sat up, embraced the princess, and gently placed her beneath him. He pressed himself against her, lowered his waist, and suddenly thrust inside, their previously separated private parts becoming tightly joined again. After being "invaded" by her master's massive member, the beautiful princess could only furrow her brows slightly and bite her lip gently. The fairy shyly discovered that a thick, hard thing had "intruded" into her, and that large thing, possessing her noble, holy, and flawless beauty, was gradually penetrating deeper...

In waves of intense stimulation, the princess found that "it" had deeply entered her fairy body. Under the dizzying stimulation, the beautiful, noble, and elegant fairy-like woman gasped for breath, her shy and helpless cries soft and melodious: "Mmm... um... um... um... um..."

When the thick, hard "giant" stopped, the princess shyly found herself full and swollen. The fairy was both ashamed and excited, her face flushed crimson, her cheeks burning like fire.

The princess felt his brother deeply entering the indescribably deep body of this beautiful, gentle, and submissive fairy, and he found that this pure and beautiful fairy's "flower path" had inexplicably become unusually narrow and tight, but the feeling was even more pleasurable.

Wu Long chuckled and leaned down to the princess's ear, gently licking her delicate, jade-like earlobe. He said, "Baby, you're so tight down there! Brother's in luck, hehe!..." The pure and beautiful princess, with her unparalleled beauty and ethereal grace, blushed crimson, her beautiful eyes tightly closed in shy reluctance.

In the ensuing silence, Wu Long noticed the princess beginning to moan inside him. "Mmm...uh...mmm...uh...mh...uh..." The celestial, holy, and beautiful woman responded passionately, letting out soft moans.

Wu Long thrust rapidly on the princess's noble and holy beautiful body, while his brother vigorously pounded within the fairy's exceptionally tight and delicate treasure. The celestial beauty, the princess, writhes beneath him shyly and helplessly, her jade-like beauty both resisting and welcoming. The elegant and beautiful girl, with her bright red cherry lips slightly parted, moaned softly and breathlessly... He

bent down and took one of the fairy's erect, delicate, and rosy nipples into his mouth, gently rolling his tongue around the fairy's shy and tender nipple and sucking wildly. He held the fairy's other hand in his hand and began to knead her trembling, delicate, and soft nipple.

Amid Wu Long's frenzied ravaging and torment, the princess writhes and gasps in response, her delicate, beautiful breasts sometimes rising and sometimes falling... Unbeknownst to her, the exquisitely beautiful and alluring fairy's breasts wrapped around the princess's waist, shyly tightening and lifting with each thrust and withdrawal. His

member moved in and out of the princess's petite body. "Mmm...uh...mmm...uh...mh...uh...ah...mmm...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...ah...ah...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh..." The princess's mouth opened slightly, her cries soft and melodious, her breath coming in gasps.

The stunningly beautiful, noble fairy, more beautiful than any flower, had a face flushed with a fiery blush. Her heart was filled with shy blush, and her soft, jade-like arms clung shyly to the princess's broad shoulders. Her delicate, slender hands dug into his muscles, further stimulating the princess. Her movements quickened, and intense pleasure quickly spread throughout her body.

Wu Long, using his dual cultivation technique that had conquered countless beauties, gradually pushed the heart and soul of the exquisite princess beneath him towards insatiable lust. The elegant, beautiful, and pure princess's smooth abdomen began to tremble and writhe, gradually transforming into a shy, yielding thrust…

The princess, infinitely shy, discovered that the enormous, fully-filled, swollen member, already deep within her tight "flower path," was penetrating deeper and deeper, bringing her increasingly intense sensations… After a series of fiery thrusts, the princess found herself increasingly wet and slippery. She responded to each thrust of the man who was riding her sacred and beautiful body with equal force, intoxicated by the intense penetration and withdrawal, passionately responding with each entry and exit. Only a wave of shyness and intoxication remained in her heart.

As the princess penetrated deeper and deeper, she lost herself in the sensations, uttering sounds that were a mixture of angelic and devilish cries, further stimulating her to fight more fiercely and at an ever-increasing speed!

A series of soul-stirring kneading movements caused the beautiful, holy, and pure noble fairy to gasp in a frenzy of heat: "Ah...ah...um...ah...ah...uh...ah...ah..." The princess's soft, boneless, slender, and delicate body convulsed uncontrollably, clinging tightly to the deeply inserted penis, contracting and clamping involuntarily.

At this moment, a surge of divine energy from Wu Long's body, following the path opened by the dual cultivation technique, was sent out from the tip of his penis, which was throbbing beneath the fairy. This energy rushed into the princess's dantian and began to slowly merge with the princess's internal energy. Then, it led the princess's powerful internal energy to flow slowly and gradually strengthen throughout their bodies.

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

After half an hour of Wu Long's relentless thrusting, the stunningly beautiful woman, as if a celestial being, finally couldn't hold back any longer. Her delicate body trembled violently, her snow-white arms tightly gripping the princess's shoulders, her long, slender, snow-white skin clamping tightly around his waist.

Waves of indescribable and exquisitely intense spasms rippled through her... The princess's fiery red face turned deathly pale, and her cherry-like lips, panting and gasping, emitted rapid, mournful cries that were both intoxicating and arousing. However, the princess did not stop there. He continued to control the flow of his inner energy within their bodies, while his thrusts became even more vigorous as he ravaged the beauty's body.

"Oh," the princess murmured, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Faster, faster," she said.

Wu Long did not reply, but began to thrust even more fiercely. The sounds of their lovemaking, the man's panting, and the woman's voices intertwined, creating a symphony of sounds.

When Wu Long returned to the ice cellar, it was already past midnight. He was greeted by Tong Lao's angry slap, which Wu Long easily dodged. Tong Lao said,

"You went to find something to eat and it took you several hours! Humph, you smell strange. Did you just ruin someone's reputation again?"

Wu Long wrapped his arms around her slender waist and said,

"Xingyun, are you jealous?"

"Hmph, who's jealous? What does it matter to you?"

Hearing Tong Lao's stubbornness, Wu Long chuckled and gently pinched her breast, saying,

"My darling, are you worried I'll be drained by other women? Don't worry, I'm always full of energy. I'll satisfy you right now."

Tong Lao was startled and tried to struggle, but it was too late. Wu Long's fingers seemed to possess a strange magic, causing her to erupt with desire. Wu Long gently opened his arms, and Tong Lao slowly walked to him, her soft and fragrant breath refreshing his senses. Wu Long reached out and embraced Tong Lao's waist, her fleshy, smooth skin sending a wave of comfort and pleasure through him. Tong Lao nestled obediently in his arms, her fragrant scent enveloping him. Wu Long lowered his head and kissed her lips.

After his kiss, Tong Lao's heart pounded, her cheeks flushed, and she blushed with shyness, her already beautiful face becoming even more radiant. Yet, she still held Wu Long tightly, raising her flower-like face to kiss him passionately. Wu Long returned the kiss, his own lips so soft and delicate, so fragrant, filled with boundless tenderness and love, leaving Wu Long deeply intoxicated.

Women who have been nourished by love, especially those conquered by men, are most captivated by that ecstatic feeling. Having just enjoyed that alluring sensation for only a few days before being isolated in Wu Long's world, her heart constantly tormented, Tong Lao could no longer bear it.

"Sect Leader, love me..." The fiery-tempered Tong Lao shamelessly demanded love directly.

Her clothes were already exposed, and under Wu Long's uncontrollable caresses, the belt around her waist had loosened, revealing her large, snow-white breasts. Wu Long held this charming, watery woman in his arms, his feet already striding towards the bed in the ice cellar. He gently placed her delicate body on it, his hands already in motion.

Feeling Wu Long's movements, the sensitive stimulation became increasingly thrilling. She couldn't help but let out those unbearable yet shy panting breaths. Tong Lao knew that this lecherous man was about to do something naughty to her again, and she would soon be able to enjoy that blissful, ecstatic feeling once more…

Her nightgown fluttered to the ground like fallen leaves, revealing a woman with rosy cheeks, delicate and shy, her alluring eyes shimmering with infinitely bright light, seemingly issuing a silent call and invitation to me, intentionally or unintentionally. Her jade arms were tightly protectively pressed against her chest, making her large breasts appear even more swollen. Even before touching Wu Long, she could already imagine the slippery sensation in her mind.

A wave of delicate fragrance washed over her, shimmering like fiery sparks under the soft lamplight. Beneath her flat, smooth abdomen lay a woman's most precious and mysterious treasure, a place that, unfortunately, was concealed by her silver-white silk undergarment, leaving her utterly shrouded in this single garment of pleasure. Wu

Long moved. Such beautiful and alluring spring passion would ignite a fierce desire in any man. His hand was already on the beauty, and they began. A deep, passionate kiss, from light to dark, led by Wu Long, slowly relaxed Tong Lao's lips, allowing him to penetrate her completely. He teased her sweetest secrets, and together, water and fire intertwined in perfect harmony. For Tong Lao, this fiery, sweet, and wet kiss was pure bliss; the sweet sensation was incredibly pleasurable.

Her smooth, flowing hair cascaded down to her plump, jade-like breasts, and she was only veiled by a few wisps of light mist, vaguely revealing her exquisitely beautiful body. Her delicate eyebrows, as pale as distant mountains, now held a hint of fiery allure, making her incomparably charming. Even her crystal-clear eyes possessed a color not belonging to humans, yet the shimmering light within them was full of longing and passion.

Her delicate, jade-like nose was like the most adorable scenery, adding to her breathtaking beauty. Her flushed, fragrant lips were close to Wu Long's ear, tenderly calling out his thoughts. Her pearly teeth were slightly exposed, and her breath was pure and fragrant. Wu Long was certain that the scent flowing between his nostrils was her natural body fragrance, without a trace of impurity.

Beneath the surface, the bright red nipples rippled slightly, dazzling Wu Long the moment he opened his eyes. This girl was amazing! Thinking of her as the princess of the Thunder God King, a surge of pride welled up within him—a sense of conquest, a perverse thrill.

Her underpants had been slipped down by Wu Long without his noticing, and this alluring woman had finally revealed her most beautiful body to him. Looking at her soft, delicate body, radiating a wild, throbbing energy, Wu Long felt himself about to explode, his erection rising rapidly. Tong Lao's skin was as white and translucent as jade, like finely carved ice crystals, shimmering and radiant. Her two high, firm breasts, even while lying flat on the bed, stood erect like inverted jade bowls.

The two delicate, alluring nipples, smooth as pearls, stood proudly amidst a faint blush of rosy purple, a smooth, deep cleavage running between them.

Her skin was as white as snow, as clear as jade, soft and delicate, her erect breasts hesitant and trembling, tugging at the eye and arousing desire. Add to that her slender waist, so thin it could be grasped in one hand, and her pair of smooth, beautiful legs, full and shapely, seemingly flawless, imbued with the essence of heaven and earth.

At the point where her legs met, a beautiful mystery mingled with the delicate fragrance of pubic hair; every part of her was captivating, mesmerizing, making one yearn to immediately mount her and ride her freely.

The old woman's body was burning hot, her passion overwhelming. She reached out her hands to Wu Long, wanting him to quickly bring her pleasure. Wu Long hadn't expected the fiery-tempered old woman to be so proactive after only a few days of restraint.

At this moment, the old woman's mind was completely immersed in a sea of desire, her only thought being for Wu Long to love her and to play with her ruthlessly. Her beautiful legs parted slightly, revealing her delicate femininity.

At this moment, Tong Lao's movements were incredibly proactive, striking various alluring poses to ignite Wu Long's wavering nerves and fuel his lust.

The beauty's crotch was glistening with moisture; in the blink of an eye, a large amount of sticky fluid had already flowed down her ample breasts, soaking the sheets.

Distracted, Wu Long was startled to hear a faint, warm breath near his ear, followed by Tong Lao's slightly panting voice: "Sect Leader, you... hurry up... I want..."

Without hesitation, Wu Long kissed Tong Lao twice fiercely on the lips, then rolled over, kneeling between her legs, and slowly began to caress her.

"Ah..." Tong Lao let out a soft moan, her delicate body trembling violently; she was incredibly sensitive.

Wu Long touched her, and Tong Lao trembled; Wu Long touched her again, and Tong Lao trembled again…

The lustful man's hands, radiating a burning heat, seemed to overwhelm Tong Lao's sensitivity, causing her delicate body to tremble violently, releasing a fragrant scent that tempted one to sin.

Her pouting, red lips emitted a painful "woo-woo…" sound, seemingly in protest… However, whether she was protesting Wu Long's movements being too gentle or too forceful was unknown. Wu Long's large hands, which drove beauties mad with desire, both loved and hated, slowly climbed up Tong Lao's jade peaks, moving gently from the bottom edge to the mountainside, circling for a long time before finally "grasping" the beauty that he couldn't hold in one hand. Kneading and squeezing the soft flesh, Wu Long felt it was plump and smooth to the touch, trembling slightly, slippery, and incredibly elastic. He secretly thought to himself that these were really fun to play with. Although he had played with them several times before, each time the feeling was different, and now they seemed much larger than the first time.

The first part of the Fallen Dragon World, Chapter 162, "The Battle of the Intestines 2," describes

Wu Long's large hands, which drive beauties mad with desire and both love and hate, slowly climbing up Tong Lao's Jade Maiden Peak. They moved gently from the bottom, circling around the mountainside for a long time before finally "grasping" the beauty, which he couldn't hold in one hand. Kneading and squeezing the soft flesh, Wu Long felt its fullness, smoothness, slight trembling, and elasticity. He secretly thought to himself that playing with these was truly enjoyable. Although he had played with them several times before, each time the feeling was different; now they seemed much larger than the first time.

Anyone else witnessing such a sensual scene would have already stripped down and taken their positions, but Wu Long was in no hurry. He continued to caress Tong Lao gently, every inch and millimeter, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes rubbing, sometimes kneading, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, until the beauty's eyes were already glazed over...

Wu Long, this unparalleled thief of all time, used his nimble, demonic hands to caress and rub Tong Lao for a long time before slowly moving downwards, attacking inwards. The lustful man used both hands simultaneously, one hand moving up and down along the inside of Tong Lao's two smooth, beautiful legs, the feel exquisite—firm, soft, tender, and smooth—while the other hand circled her feminine mystery, moist, sticky, and greasy.

One circle, two circles, three circles... With Wu Long's touch, Tong Lao felt a surge of pleasure rushing to her head, but another empty, painful, suffocating feeling gradually filled her body. The beauty yearned to be conquered and possessed, her body involuntarily undulating as she was ravaged. Her waist swayed, writhing like a snake. Wu Long observed her reactions, his fingers tracing the indentation of her cleavage, finding the sensitive protrusions, pressing, kneading, and pinching, exploring her secrets.

Once, twice, three times… Wu Long was incredibly skilled and patient, perfectly combining theory and practice. Each time, he only entered a little, rotating, turning, pressing, and then gently withdrawing, repeating the movements endlessly… The old woman

's flushed, snowy skin was covered with fine, glistening beads of sweat, making her appear even fuller and more translucent, swaying like a snake. Her round, smooth legs were tightly clenched, filled with desire, unable to bear the torment. Wu Long watched the old woman's reaction with satisfaction, his hands still slowly kneading and caressing the alluring, icy-snowy flesh before him. The old woman's lips parted slightly, seemingly oblivious to everything else.

Gazing into her beautiful, spring-like eyes, Wu Long finally lowered his body slowly. Tong Lao's flushed cheeks made soft "chu chu..." sounds as he kissed her. Then, his full, moist cherry lips were tightly sucked, and the beauty responded with a soft "mmm."

Wu Long's tongue explored along her pearly white teeth, his fiery tongue intertwining with Tong Lao's tender lips in a passionate, lingering embrace.

The lustful man recklessly savored the passionate kiss of the beauty before him, indulging in the sweet nectar of her mouth, teasing her soft tongue. He felt only pleasure, the fragrance, the tenderness, the smoothness, and the richness. A delicate, musky scent wafted into his nostrils, stimulating Wu Long to the point of madness.

His left hand suddenly grasped Tong Lao's high breasts and kneaded them fiercely, while his right middle finger slowly and resolutely penetrated her body. A tingling, full sensation instantly filled the emptiness within her. Wu Long passionately kissed Tong Lao's fragrant lips, biting and kissing her softness. His left hand kneaded her firm breasts, while his right middle finger was tightly wrapped and squeezed by the narrow, moist, and tender flesh of her mysterious valley.

Words could not describe the pleasurable sensation, which excited Wu Long even more. His finger, buried deep within her mysterious valley, began to slowly move, feeling the soft, tender flesh like layers of doors, wrapping around his finger with each thrust.

He withdrew his finger, looking at Tong Lao's bright eyes, misty with moisture, her delicate lips emitting a comfortable sigh, a soft, fragrant breath. She arched her graceful neck, her smooth, white arms, her proud figure. With each breath, her ample breasts swayed rhythmically, their cherry-red tips slightly upturned, the bright red areolas beautiful, contrasting sharply with her slender waist, so delicate it seemed impossible to grasp, exquisitely defined. Her abdomen was flat and firm, her back muscles smooth and full.

Aroused by Wu Long's passion, his left hand grasped her soft, ample breasts, while his right hand moved down to her warm, smooth abdomen. He pressed his cheek against her tender face, kneading and squeezing her breasts, causing her soft flesh to deform. His right hand caressed Tong Lao's supple waist and abdomen. His large mouth kissed her fair neck, his tongue lightly touching the skin on the back of her neck. His lips lightly brushed against hers, the tingling sensation making the drunken Tong Lao weak all over. His mouth slowly moved from the back of her neck to behind her ear, his tongue teasing her soft, white earlobe a few times. She involuntarily let out a soft, seductive sound.

Wu Long opened his mouth and bit her earlobe. Tong Lao was teased until her whole body went numb, moaning softly, "Ah...ah..." her voice trembling slightly. Her breasts trembled with her breath, the cherry-red nipples quivering. Wu Long flicked her erect nipples with his fingers, then lowered his head to kiss her lips, his tongue darting into her mouth and swirling wildly. Tong Lao's smooth, delicate tongue, as if thirsty, darted out to him, its fragrant saliva swirling and curling around him. Her delicate nose twitched slightly, emitting a soft, intoxicating moan.

After playing with her upper body, Wu Long shifted his focus, his left hand lifting Tong Lao's slender leg to his waist, holding her exquisite foot in his hand. Tong Lao's smooth, delicate feet were tender, with a few fine veins visible beneath the skin. Her smooth ankles were flawless, and her toes were perfectly proportioned. Wu Long pinched her toes and lightly tickled her soles. Her soft, delicate foot naturally and gently pulled back. Wu Long reached out and grasped Tong Lao's other soft, delicate foot. Under the light, her foot appeared very slender, with rounded toes. Wu Long's hand grasped her smooth, delicate foot, and suddenly, as if tickled, her foot withdrew. Wu Long continued to hold Tong Lao's beautiful legs and slowly stroked them, gently rubbing them, from the instep to the calf to the root.

Unable to contain her passion, Tong Lao continued to lick and kiss her delicate feet. Wu Long held them, and Tong Lao's toes immediately became sensitive and stood up, kicking and pushing her insteps towards his mouth. He bit Tong Lao's toes, savoring their alluring scent, and licked her slender calves, moving up to her knees and then inwards.

Tong Lao moaned and spread her beautiful legs wide, revealing her tender, white thighs exposed in the water. Wu Long lifted her plump legs and kissed her inner thighs, sucking on the smooth, tender flesh, then licking towards her delicate petals. Tong Lao's beautiful legs were covered in his saliva. His tongue moved towards her plump petals, the faint fragrance of the opening stimulating him.

Wu Long licked the petals with his tongue, and Tong Lao uttered soft, wet moans, "No...no...it's so itchy...so...uncomfortable..." Her small hands pressed down on his head. Wu Long gently stroked her smooth bud with his index finger, while his middle finger inserted into her already moist petals. Tong Lao's reaction grew stronger; her breathing became rapid, her petals heated, and her beautiful legs automatically opened, revealing her plump petals as he parted them.

He licked Tong Lao's dark, thick pubic hair, kissing her plump petals, his tongue parting the petals to reveal the entrance, moistening the fleshy bud at the entrance. His tongue searched for the bud, gently biting it with his front teeth, sucking it into his mouth and licking it, then inserting his tongue into the sweet petals.

"Good sect leader, don't tease your sister anymore, come quickly...oh..." Tong Lao moaned.

"Her alluring beauty was breathtaking. Seeing the woman beneath him, Wu Long's pent-up desire finally erupted uncontrollably. His powerful, masculine body pressed completely against Tong Lao's soft, delicate form. Except for their curves, their bodies were perfectly intertwined.

Wu Long passionately kissed her luscious cherry lips, his hands rubbing, pushing, pressing, and squeezing her high, firm breasts. Tong Lao, surging with desire, felt waves of heat coursing through her body, especially between her legs, where a hot, burning object pressed tightly against her…

Tong Lao's lips entwined with Wu Long's invading tongue, a relentless, passionate embrace, her round, alluring breasts clamping tightly around the lustful man." The woman's muscular waist writhed and twisted, her vulva pressed tightly against the hot object, rubbing against it relentlessly. After a French kiss, Wu Long sat up straight, his hands firmly supporting Tong Lao's round, beautiful breasts. His weapon slowly rubbed against her cleft, occasionally probing but not going deep.

The tantalizing heat, burning, tingling, itching, and numbness were a mix of sensations, incredibly pleasurable. Tong Lao trembled violently, moaning incessantly, almost descending into hysterical madness.

Seeing this, Wu Long knew Tong Lao's body was ready. He placed his hands on her hips and, without hesitation, thrust in all the way.

"Ah..." Even though her body was ready, Tong Lao still let out a high-pitched scream, filled with joy and satisfaction.

Tong Lao's body actively thrust and twisted, responding to Wu Long's movements. The slippery fluid that had been flowing gently before now became thick and viscous, splashing out and soaking a large area of the sheets.

Wu Long's powerful body throbbed against Tong Lao's beautiful body, his dragon thrusting within her exceptionally tight and delicate little pot, while Tong Lao wriggled shyly beneath him, her jade-like body both resisting and welcoming, her bright red cherry lips slightly parted, emitting soft moans and gasps. Suddenly, he bent down and took her firm, rosy nipple into his mouth, his tongue gently rolling around the tender cherry as he sucked wildly, one hand grasping the other trembling, delicate... It was quite soft, and he began to knead it.

The old woman's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her pearly teeth biting lightly, her delicate face flushed, her cheeks burning like fire. As the thick, enormous dragon gradually penetrated her flawless beauty, a dizzying, intense stimulation surged within her. The elegant beauty gasped rapidly, her soft cries melodious. Under Wu Long's skillful technique, the old woman writhed uncontrollably, her soft breaths responding. Her two slender, smooth arms, sometimes raised lightly, sometimes lowered, wrapped around his waist, tightening and lifting slightly with each thrust and withdrawal of the dragon. Her beautiful face, more radiant than a flower, flushed like fire, slightly parted, her soft cries melodious, her breath coming in gasps. Her soft, lotus-root-like arms tightly embraced Wu Long's broad shoulders, her delicate, jade-like hands digging into his muscles, struggling to bear the impact. Nourished by Wu Long's rain and dew,

her fiery dragon-like member moved in and out, radiating heat that spread throughout her body, painting layers of blush on Tong Lao's dazzling beauty. Her body trembled involuntarily, her firm breasts heaving like waves, creating soft, surging waves of flesh. Fragrant sweat dripped from her body like rain, mingling with the intoxicating, soul-stirring aroma, accompanied by soft, plaintive moans. The man and woman, wild and alluring, exchanged rapid, rhythmic slapping sounds, their breaths rippling, their bodies swaying even more violently, fragrant sweat flying, filling the room with a captivating scent. The room was filled with alluring gasps, a scene of erotic spring.

Tong Lao's beautiful face, more delicate than a flower, flushed with a fiery blush, her heart filled with shy blush, her soft, jade-like arms... Shyly, she clung tightly to Wu Long's broad shoulders, her delicate, jade-like hands digging into his muscles. His enormous, thick member thrust more and more violently into her deep, narrow flower garden, his movements increasingly intense, his large, hot head penetrating deeper and deeper into the fiery, dark path of the old woman. With

his extraordinary, massive member, Wu Long gradually pushed the beautiful old woman beneath him, her heart and soul, towards the insatiable lust. The elegant, beautiful, pure, and noble old woman's smooth, jade-like belly began to tremble and writhe, gradually transforming into a shy, yielding thrust… A triumphant hymn of passion resounded within the bathroom.

Wu Long was like a wild horse unleashed. He galloped relentlessly across the old woman's body; like a mad bee or butterfly, he sought only the deepest core of her flower bud! Like a wild beast, he ravaged her delicate body, his hands kneading her flesh, his massive dragon thrusting in and out, each stroke slamming heavily against her flesh.

The old woman let out a muffled groan as his thick, hot, rounded head pierced her shyly blooming, tender flower bud—the entrance to her jade palace. The dragon's eye at the tip of his head pressed against the deepest core of the holy and beautiful old woman's flower bud. "Ah...oh...good...comfortable...faster..." A shy, delicate cry escaped her lips. Unable to withstand the intense stimulation, the old woman gasped and breathed heavily.

His massive dragon throbbed tightly against the old woman's rarely thirsty flower path, its head pressing firmly against the shy, delicate core deep within her flower bud. On the soft, tender flower bud,

a pair of naked 'lovers' were immersed in a sea of carnal desire, their bodies intertwined. As another wave came, Tong Lao let out a rapid, delicate cry and gasped, "Ah...ah..." A poignant and alluring cry echoed from the room filled with the boundless spring of passion. Her glistening, soft flesh suddenly clung tightly to Wu Long's body, a suffocating tremor running through her. Her cherry lips parted, her silver teeth biting hard into the muscles of Wu Long's shoulder. Tong Lao experienced the ecstasy of their union.

Wu Long, full of vigor and passion, immersed himself in the sweat and lubrication of their bodies, and bravely began his nth exploration of the beauty's paradise. When he touched her core, Tong Lao's whole body surged with excitement. She gripped his back tightly, her face dripping with sweat, her beautiful lips panting rapidly. Breath, tightly synchronized with his movements. Tong Lao closed her bright eyes, savoring this blissful moment, hoping Wu Long would strike her core again, like a spring downpour, her flower already soaked, accepting the indescribable sensation.

Again and again, she made various perfect movements and skillful postures, sometimes clamping her legs around Wu Long's calves, swaying her supple waist; sometimes raising her legs high, placing them on his shoulders, her beautiful arch complementing his thrusts; merging with his movements, the unprecedented pleasure making her tremble, her waist arching high to meet his thrusts, welcoming the swift arrival of the flood. The two began an earth-shattering, soul-stirring act in the bathroom… growing stronger and stronger, Tong Lao's delicate body suddenly… The ground trembled, her whole body shuddered, and her fair skin flushed crimson. Her beautiful legs trembled uncontrollably, and her nectar flowed freely. Wu Long's massive dragon sensed Tong Lao's movements and thrust forcefully a few more times, then pressed its enormous head firmly against her clitoris, feeling its biting sensation. She shuddered, reaching her climax.

After the intense climax, Wu Long lay on Tong Lao's delicate body, his eyes fixed on Xu Lei's beautiful face, covered in fragrant sweat, filled with tenderness and love. Tong Lao lay in the bathtub, panting, her eyes closed, savoring the afterglow of their encounter. Wu Long withdrew his still incredibly hard dragon, climbed off her, and gently caressed her, allowing her to continue enjoying the lingering pleasure.

(Chapter 163: The Blooming of the Back Garden in the Fallen Heavenly Dragon World)

Thick, viscous liquid gushed out, splashing not only onto the soft, snow-white skin between her thighs but also flowing down her beautiful legs. Wu Long admired Tong Lao's alluring figure, suddenly catching sight of her delicate chrysanthemum gate. A thought struck Wu Long, and he reached out to pry open Tong Lao's legs, seemingly preparing to attack another important strategic location.

"Xing Yun, your husband has already explored the front, do you see here..." Wu Long withdrew from Tong Lao's sacred garden, his fingers slowly approaching the budding, shy place. The panicked Granny Tong cried out in a delicate voice,

"No, that...that place...it's so dirty, and it hurts so much...I can't take it..."

Her pitiful and alluring appearance was like that of a frightened little bird, a jade rabbit wounded by an arrow, lost and helpless, evoking pity. Especially in stark contrast to her usual cheerful, lively, and carefree demeanor, she was nowhere near the bearing of a grandmaster. If the disciples of the Seventy-Two Islands of the Three Caves saw her, they would never be able to reconcile her with the Granny Tong who had terrified them their entire lives, making Wu Long's eyes light up even more.

"Ah...no, don't...please don't...touch, touch there...ah...husband...stop it..." Granny Tong's delicate body trembled and twisted gently, her limbs bent and stretched out with effort, her hands and feet forming a captivating arc, making her even more indescribably alluring.

But no matter how hard she swayed her hips and tightened her muscles, it was all in vain against Wu Long's unwavering determination. His slender fingers continued to knock, break through, and advance deeper and deeper, exploring the hidden depths. The middle finger, if nothing unexpected happens, is usually the longest of the five human fingers. When not bent, it is generally about eight or nine centimeters long, and some can even be as long as eleven or twelve centimeters. Apart from lacking sufficient length and diameter, being slightly rough and hard, and having a moderately warm temperature, a middle finger has too many similarities to a certain part of a man's body.

"Jade tree in the back garden, flowers blooming all over the courtyard! So beautiful!" Wu Long exclaimed inwardly, while teasingly saying in a wicked voice, "Good Xingyun, do you know what a finger can do?"

"No, no... I don't know..." Tong Lao seemed to have used all her strength to utter a few fragmented words that were barely understandable.

"You didn't even think about it, how can you say you don't know so quickly?" Wu Long seemed dissatisfied with Tong Lao's answer and slapped her hard on the buttocks.

"Ah!" Tong Lao cried out softly, aggrieved, "I...I...no, um...how would I know..."

"It can lift heavy objects, it can write with ink, and of course it can flirt with beauties, hehe...it seems it can do quite a lot..." Wu Long continued wickedly; "But sometimes, it can make you feel like you're in heaven."

After saying that, Wu Long tried to move his fingers slightly, but before he could figure out exactly how to do it, he felt Tong Lao, who was under him, as if she had been touched by an electric current, her beauty stiffened, and her head suddenly tilted back.

At this moment, Tong Lao's mind was in turmoil, her feelings extremely complex, unsure whether it was shyness or something else. She clearly felt Wu Long's wicked finger wriggling, that place was clearly meant for... for... how could it be like this...

Tong Lao's body felt like it was being constantly stimulated by an electric current, numb and itchy, soft and tingly...

Touching a woman's sensitive areas, the worst thing is to sweep over them without regard for her feelings, to not linger, the best way is to proceed slowly and deliberately.

Wu Long understood this well, so his middle finger used various methods to stir up waves within Tong Lao's body.

Sometimes his middle finger would curl slightly, touching left and right; sometimes it would straighten like a pestle, advancing and withdrawing suddenly.

As Wu Long's movements intensified, the momentum of his advance became stronger and stronger, and Tong Lao's heart was suspended in mid-air.

No matter how she twisted her waist and squeezed her thighs tightly, Wu Long's finger was like a spinning nail, advancing one inch with each twist of the spiral.

"Could it be that...?" The somewhat flustered Tong Lao had never heard of such a thing, much less imagined it. Even just thinking about it made her heart race with shame. Her pretty face flushed, her body burning.

Using her rear to make love with a man was something Tong Lao had never considered, especially the thought of how tight that area was. The idea of Wu Long's enormous thing penetrating her was terrifying, and her beautiful eyes were filled with fear.

"How could it be dirty? Every part of Xingyun's body is so beautiful, so clean, so fragrant..." Wu Long continued, using his silver tongue to hypnotize her with sweet words, "Husband really wants to possess Xingyun's entire body, to make you completely mine alone. Don't worry, husband will be very gentle..."

Tong Lao lowered her head, considering for a moment, finally giving Wu Long a reproachful and shy glare, nodding resentfully in agreement. Sure enough, women in love are often dim-witted, especially the usually daring Tong Lao. She figured at worst she'd get hurt, and with her exceptional constitution, she'd recover quickly.

"Am I really such a shameless woman that even when that place is being played with... I still feel something..."

The old woman's body trembled, a hot liquid seeming to burst from her lower abdomen. Her slender hands gripped the sheets tightly, her head swaying wildly, her hair flying. Before she could utter a sound, Wu Long, at the crucial moment, thrust another finger into her vagina, silencing her unbearable whimpers.

Whether man or woman, even the slightest touch to a sensitive spot can cause intense stimulation; in this respect, men and women are undoubtedly the same, excluding those with frigidity. Taking advantage of the old woman's distraction, Wu Long launched a clever feint, successfully plunging her into an uncontrollable state of stimulation. It was a strange feeling she had never experienced before, a mixture of pain and discomfort, yet suddenly her body felt weak and she was completely lost in the moment, caught between heaven and hell, unable to escape.

Tong Lao felt as if, in just a moment, her bones had become several ounces lighter. A voice bewitched her, urging her to writhe and rub gently, intensifying the pleasure! He stroked, caressed, and rubbed, not actually touching her, but seeing the mixture of sadness and joy on Tong Lao's beautiful face gave Wu Long a tremendous sense of psychological conquest.

Feeling the stimulation and wetness were sufficient, Wu Long slowly slowed his pace, pressing down on Tong Lao's smooth back, biting her earlobe, and whispering, "Good Xingyun, your husband is about to enter." He gently withdrew his fingers, aimed, and prepared to insert. Tong Lao's heart pounded like a deer, her whole body trembling with tension. Her slender fingers gripped the bed tightly, turning white, as if preparing for execution. She twisted and turned, trying to avoid the intruder, but all her movements only made her more alluring to the lustful man. Wu Long let out a low shout, his clone thrusting forward forcefully, the tip instantly penetrating the small, shameful place…

“Ah! It hurts! Slow, slow down…” The beautiful woman, her body seemingly being torn apart, let out a scream, her delicate body trembling and shaking, covered in fragrant sweat, clearly in great pain.

So incredibly tight! It felt so good, the tightness almost made Wu Long ejaculate; he took a deep breath and circulated his dual cultivation technique to hold back. Wu Long kneaded Qin Xirou's soft, tender, large, snow-white breasts, the pink, firm yet firm nipples, smooth and delicate, feeling wonderful to the touch.

The man's robust, steel-like body pressed tightly against her smooth, arched back, inhaling the sweet scent of her cloud-like hair. Wu Long whispered seductive words in Tong Lao's ear, stimulating her sensitive nerves and causing her to burn: "Such beautiful jade peaks, so elastic, so smooth and soft..."

Wu Long gently caressed Tong Lao's slender, graceful waist, gliding over the smooth, white sides of her soft abdomen, playing with her delicate, plump, snow-white buttocks, then slipped his fingers between her white, beautiful legs, arousing her to a fever pitch. Her round, jade-like body writhed incessantly, and she cried out softly in pain.

"Good Xingyun, relax a little, don't tense your body like this, it will only hurt more... Come, listen to your husband, take a deep breath, relax your body..." Wu Long used all his skills, sparing no effort to arouse Tong Lao's lust, in order to make it easier for him to continue his advance.

Wu Long continued to fondle her, uttering sweet words, but the passage was simply too narrow and tight, and the beauty beneath him was too shy and nervous, causing her tender flesh and pink skin to contract tightly, making every step forward incredibly difficult.

"Ah... gently, gently..." Tong Lao's face was flushed, her breathing rapid, her head tilted back, making her appear even more slender and graceful.

Under Wu Long's skillful caresses, the sensitive crimson nipples on her chest sent waves of irresistible attacks through her body, her nipples constantly being crushed and squeezed by his fingers, oozing a sticky fluid with each gentle in-and-out motion.

This was an awkward situation of neither advancing nor retreating, so Wu Long steeled his heart, pressing hard on Tong Lao's smooth, round, and plump breasts, and without hesitation, exerted all his strength.

"Ah!" With a scream, the poisonous dragon pierced through her heart, and Wu Long, unstoppable, penetrated deep into Tong Lao's body.

All of this was accomplished in the blink of an eye. In the brief, almost negligible blink of an eye, the fierce weapon broke through the barrier, penetrating deeply into the tender flesh of the old woman.

A trickle of crimson blood seeped out, flowing onto her two legs, strikingly conspicuous and shocking.

Wu Long felt a squeezing sensation in his body, an extreme pleasure and pride far stronger than when he had possessed the old woman's body, greatly satisfying his male pride and vanity.

At this moment, the old woman felt only one thing—pain. Excruciating pain, a pain that made her tremble all over, a pain that almost made her faint. As she felt her body being stretched open, squeezed, and penetrated deep inside, she finally couldn't help but scream loudly, as if an iron rod had been forcibly inserted into her body, the excruciating pain tearing at her heart like a tornado sweeping over her entire body.

"Ah..." Wu Long only moved slightly, but Tong Lao let out a heart-wrenching scream. Tears streamed down her beautiful jade cheeks as she sobbed, "Husband... Waaah... Xingyun really hurts... Waaah... Don't do this... Please... It hurts so much..."

Truly, fate was against him! Wu Long cursed inwardly, thinking to himself that although he could use the dual cultivation technique to arouse his desire and manipulate the sea of lust, if he disregarded Tong Lao's feelings and forced himself on her, only caring about his own pleasure, it would definitely leave a shadow in her heart, making it difficult to do it again later. He couldn't

do something that would be a losing proposition. Wu Long's mind raced. Tong Lao's snow-white skin was twisted and deformed in his hands, kneaded like dough until it was flushed, but the pain in the beauty's body still surged like a tide, wave after wave, seemingly endless. The woman felt the pressure on her anus growing heavier, as if his enormous member might break through at any moment. Wu Long thrust forward with force, and the old woman instinctively twisted her slender waist to escape, but it was too late. Wu Long parted her labia, aiming his engorged, unreleased member at her tender anus. He thrust forward with force, using the lubrication of the little bit of fluid remaining on his member, his enormous member diligently drilling into the old woman's rear... The enormous member had forced open her tightly closed anus and embedded itself in her rectum. The old woman felt a sharp pain between her thighs and knew that her rear had been lost. Wu Long's member had finally entered a warm, tight rear passage. Amidst

the old woman's sweet, painful moans, Wu Long completely conquered her rear passage. After waiting for the old woman to adapt to the initial tight, tearing pain, he began to move slowly and gently, while his hands caressed the old woman's vulva, gently kneading and teasing it.

His eyes had been carefully observing the expression on Tong Lao's side, knowing that she was beginning to feel something. Wu Long roughly pulled out his penis, thrusting it forcefully. The massive, ferocious penis once again broke through the barriers, plunging deep into Tong Lao's anus... A surge of intense pain pulled Tong Lao back to reality. At this moment, Wu Long's penis began to powerfully penetrate her, mercilessly launching the most cruel and brutal destruction. She felt as if she were being torn apart by Wu Long's penis; she desperately shook her head, pleading pitifully for mercy to Wu Long. For a moment,

her disheveled hair fluttered helplessly in the wind, and large tears and beads of sweat scattered in the night air. Wu Long rampaged through Tong Lao's anus... Her tender flesh gripped him tightly, each thrust, each shove, and each impact required several times more effort than usual, but it also brought him dozens of times more pleasure. At this moment, even if he could hear her pleas for mercy, in this out-of-control state, he couldn't stop. He could only keep charging forward, charging, charging, charging, charging, charging, charging... After a while, seeing that Tong Lao's struggles were less intense, Wu Long knew her intentions. He exerted force in his waist, his large member inch by inch pushing deeper into her...

Wu Long's member advanced steadily, quickly reaching the bottom again. He felt the tender flesh around Tong Lao's anus tightly constricting the base of his member. The tightness was so intense it even caused him pain; yet behind that ring of tender flesh lay a lush, warm, and soft expanse, a scene of breathtaking beauty. He took a deep breath and slowly withdrew his member; at that moment, the old woman's hands tightened, gripping his arms, her nails digging deep into his flesh, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure. The swelling and pain inside and outside her chrysanthemum buds, though not completely gone, had been entirely overwhelmed by the strange sensation, a wave of pleasure washing over her, making her tremble with pleasure. Instantly, all shame, remorse, and dignity were cast aside; she not only stopped begging and resisting, but also instinctively arched her back, uttering encouraging sounds…

the entry of her large member. The pain in her anus was no longer as severe as before. The old woman felt the pain in her chrysanthemum buds slowly disappear, replaced by a strange, aching, and irritating sensation. The development of her rear was now only a series of waves of pleasure, one after another, almost overwhelming her with a blissful, otherworldly sensation… (

Chapter 164 of the first part of the Fallen Heavenly Dragon World: Autumn Waters Stirred

, the moon hung like a hook, its pale light illuminating the shadows rising and falling on the rooftop corridor.) Wu Long, familiar with the place, sneaked into Princess Yinchuan's palace. Pushing open the princess's door, he heard the sound of someone turning over on the bed and thought, "It's always like this. I'll just carry you away." "

Aside from cultivation, Wu Long has spent almost all his time with Princess Yinchuan and Granny Tong, truly enjoying boundless good fortune. He's almost forgotten about his homeland, and the search for Li Qiushui has been completely forgotten."

Wu Long smiled smugly, slipped in, and closed the door. He walked around the screen, came over, and looked at the beautiful sleeping body. She was sleeping soundly. She was wearing a snow-white nightgown, lying on her side on the bed, her body slightly curled up. One snow-white jade arm was under her head, and the other hand was casually resting on her body. The knee-length nightgown rode up a little, revealing a pair of slender, straight, and shapely calves, and half of her breasts. The pert, rounded breasts under the nightgown outlined a charming and perfect curve.

The sleeping beauty didn't even... Her tiny feet were so perfect. Rounded ankles, delicate blue veins hidden beneath the snow-white insteps, and toes as beautiful as pearls. The soles of her feet were rosy like a baby's, without even a single callus—truly befitting a royal princess. A faint smile graced her captivating face; she was lost in a sweet dream. Judging from her smile, it must be incredibly romantic.

Wu Long stood by the bed, silently watching for a while, before finally climbing onto the bed with admiration. He propped his chin on one hand and lay down opposite her. He smiled silently, then suddenly leaped onto the bed, reaching behind her to embrace her body, his hands expertly pressing against her. "Baby..." Wu Long murmured affectionately, his eyes gradually filling with tenderness.

“Baby…” he called again, a hand slowly but firmly enveloping Princess Yinchuan’s right breast, firmly and powerfully grasping it.

“Mmm…” Wu Long let out a satisfied groan, the feel was wonderful. Princess Yinchuan wasn’t wearing a bodice under her silk nightgown, and even through the fabric, he could feel the smoothness and amazing elasticity of her skin. Wu Long’s hand slowly kneaded, and Princess Yinchuan’s body trembled gently under the heat of his palm. Her nipples stood erect, and Wu Long could feel them hardening, radiating heat.

Princess Yinchuan gave a soft moan, the smile on her face gradually fading, replaced by a strange expression. It seemed like pleasure, yet also like pain. Wu Long was enjoying himself when he suddenly felt something was wrong, thinking: Strange,

how did Qingxiu grow so much? I can’t even hold her anymore.

Princess Yinchuan suddenly opened her eyes. At the same moment, a cold glint flashed before her eyes, and the body in her arms abruptly turned around. The person, enraged, shouted, "Thief, prepare to die!"

Upon hearing the familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Wu Long was startled. A chilling sensation ran down his neck, and he instantly snapped back to reality. He grabbed the wrist of the person in his arms, gave it a slight shake, and channeled his powerful inner energy, numbing her wrist. The icy, bone-chilling dagger slipped from his grasp and landed in Wu Long's other hand. With a thud, Wu Long braced himself against her palm, his body

swaying only slightly, showing no sign of discomfort. He already held the dagger to her neck. With a gentle pull, he chuckled, "Uncle Qiushui, how have you been? Did you miss me?"

Wu Long was very puzzled. Wasn't Li Qiushui's face ruined? Why did she look perfectly fine now? "Right, he was wearing a human skin mask to cover the damage." Wu Long immediately realized the key point.

Li Qiushui helplessly withdrew her hand, her chest heaving with turmoil. That palm strike had not only failed to inflict any damage on Wu Long, but the recoil had also injured her, causing minor internal injuries. She was filled with doubt and surprise, a chilling sensation seeping down her neck, and the hand that had gripped the dagger was still numb. She was even more astonished by Wu Long's true strength.

Her voice was hoarse as she asked,

"What are you doing here?"

Wu Long chuckled,

"I was just about to ask you the same question, Uncle-Master. Isn't this the princess's palace? What brings you here, Uncle-Master?"

Li Qiushui immediately understood, thinking,

"Could my good-for-nothing granddaughter have slept with him?"

But she coldly replied,

"I am the Empress Dowager of the Western Xia Kingdom. I can go wherever I want. Whether I come here or not is none of your business."

Wu Long chuckled and said,

"I'm just a prodigal son. I can go wherever I want. Whether I come here or not is none of your business, Uncle-Master."

Li Qiushui was furious, gritting her teeth,

"Fine, if you don't want to tell me, I'll find her myself. Don't think I can't find her. She's definitely hiding in this palace. How dare she come to my stronghold? It seems she thinks she's something special just because she found a powerful woman?" Wu

Long gently pressed down on the dagger, the sharp blade leaving a thin line of blood on Li Qiushui's snow-white neck. He smiled and said,

"Uncle-Master, do you still have a chance?"

Li Qiushui retorted angrily, "Now that I'm in your hands, do whatever you want with me!"

"What if I don't want to kill you, or torture you?"

Wu Long suddenly lowered his head, brought his mouth close to hers, and breathed on her lips.

Li Qiushui was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled sweetly, reaching into her clothes as if to undress, her eyes sparkling with desire. She gave Wu Long a flirtatious look, smiled sweetly, and said, "Then what do you want?" Wu Long chuckled, "

What does Martial Aunt want from me?"

Li Qiushui reached out her delicate hand and touched Wu Long's inner thigh, saying in a seductive voice,

"This servant wants it." Suddenly, she grabbed Wu Long's limp groin and squeezed it hard.

Wu Long felt a chill run down his spine, secretly channeling his inner energy to guard against her. He moved his legs away to prevent her from touching his body and to avoid her secretly harming him. On the surface, he put on a coy smile and asked, "Martial Aunt, do you really want it like this?"

Seeing that he had moved his legs away and she could no longer reach it, Li Qiushui felt a surge of resentment and secretly regretted not being able to touch him. She smiled and said...

"My nephew is the strongest man I've ever seen," she thought to herself. "He's quite big, bigger than any I've ever seen." She then turned her head and moved her small mouth closer.

Wu Long thought, "You came here yourself, don't be so presumptuous." He then moved his mouth closer as well. Li Qiushui, meanwhile, reached out and half-unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her snow-white shoulders and a glimpse of a small corner of a red bodice. She placed her hand on her breasts and gently kneaded them, her breathing gradually quickening. Since marrying into the Western Xia palace, although she was the Empress Dowager, she couldn't openly use a man to comfort her long-neglected body in order to maintain the so-called royal dignity. Now, while she was pretending with Wu Long, there were faint signs of real passion, and she was somewhat tempted.

Wu Long sat on the bed, his burning gaze fixed on Li Qiushui. Li Qiushui's eyes were beautiful. Suddenly, she stretched out her legs and placed them crosswise on Wu Long's legs. Hearing Li Qiushui's words, Wu Long didn't hold back and pinched her calves with both hands. He secretly reminded himself to be careful. Be careful what tricks Li Qiushui might play.

He used his skillful and extremely precise technique, his hands slipping under her skirt, starting from Li Qiushui's calves and slowly moving upwards, pinching her calves, flipping over her knees, touching her, and moving towards her groin, all the while asking, "Uncle-Master, how do you feel? Did your disciple do a good job?"

Li Qiushui didn't think much of it at first, but Wu Long's technique was really peculiar, and it was exactly what stimulated her senses. Her body trembled slightly with the pleasure coming from her legs, her throat itched, and she involuntarily wanted to moan. She felt a chill run down her spine, thinking:

"So you're quite the expert at playing the field. I wonder if your senior sister has given you so many benefits because she's tasted this intoxicating pleasure, which is why you're so protective of her?" Thinking of this, she simply let go and allowed Wu Long's hand to touch her inner thigh, #towards her slightly wet and itchy mysterious place, while she said in a sweet voice, "Mmm, mmm, good, not bad, go up a bit, go up a bit, harder, uh, deeper."

Wu Long was burning with desire, wishing he could press her down between his legs and let his hot pants hurt her, let her know what it meant to be harder and deeper. At this moment, Wu Long's hand had already reached Li Qiushui's inner thigh, one hand gently pinching her nipples with his fingers, while the other hand wildly moved his fingers,

probing towards that deep, mysterious, wet and hot wonder. He reached inside, gently stroking it with his fingers, feeling the moisture, and softly asked with a smile, "How does it feel, Uncle-Master?"

Li Qiushui didn't know if she was truly aroused or just acting. She gradually began to moan, involuntarily groaning, "Nephew-Master, you're playing me, playing me!" Her hand reached down to Wu Long's crotch, touching his huge, hot member through his pants. She became even more aroused, involuntarily tightening her legs and trapping Wu Long's hand inside that mysterious, wonderful place.

Wu Long suddenly chuckled and said,

"Uncle-Master, I can't hold back any longer!"

Li Qiushui's face flushed, her breath sweet as orchids, and she said in a soft, sweet voice, "If you can't hold back, hurry up, come on!"

Wu Long suddenly pulled his hand back, his fingers slightly damp, and hugged her tightly, bowing his head and saying, "Yes, sir!"

Li Qiushui was already aroused. She felt Li Yun holding her small hand, and then felt something flowing from between his hands into her body. Wherever it passed, her body felt warm and extremely comfortable. It flowed slowly, down her hands, over her shoulders, some flowing towards her, and some flowing towards her perineum.

"Mmm... oh..." When the true energy flowed into Li Qiushui's body, she felt as if Li Yun's hands were caressing her, gently and tenderly, yet very comfortable, like an electric current she had never experienced before. Instantly, she lost the strength to resist, collapsing into Li Yun's arms, and involuntarily letting out soft moans of "Mmm..."

When another stream of true energy emanating from Li Yun's body flowed through his perineum and passed below Li Qiushui's lower abdomen, she couldn't help but let out an "Oh..." sound, her body trembling slightly. Wherever the true energy flowed, it felt as if she were naked in front of Li Yun being caressed by him, and her body, beyond her control, entered a state of excitement. Her already erect penis, as if she had taken hormones, instantly swelled up two sizes, and she felt a warm current slide through her private area, which slowly became a little wet.

Wu Long had long known that his true energy had a flirtatious effect. Li Qiushui's current state and physical reactions were all clearly observed by Li Yun. Stimulating a woman's sensitive areas with true energy could produce such wonderful results, something Li Qiushui hadn't anticipated.

Now, Li Qiushui was completely limp, one arm involuntarily wrapped around Li Yun's waist, her pretty face pressed against his broad chest, her exquisite features flushed with a delicate blush, her eyes half-closed, revealing anticipation within. Only her delicate nose moved slightly, and her red lips trembled gently. Her

snow-white neck glowed with an indescribable pink, like that of a virgin. Then, she drew two circles on his exceptionally soft chest. The vibrant red centers swelled. Seeing Wu Long staring at her body, Li Qiushui felt a sense of pride. Zhao Yaru was quite confident in her own body. Every time she looked in the mirror, she felt a sense of pride.

Even if Wu Long had looked down on Li Qiushui's affair with male lovers when he read *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*, he had to admit that this woman was incredibly beautiful. Her figure was superb, and her captivating charm was unmatched by ordinary women. Her slender, delicate waist, so delicate it could be encircled with one's hand, evoked a tender, alluring feeling that made one want to embrace her and cherish her. Her pert, fragrant buttocks and the soft, snowy mounds of her breasts were visually striking to Li Yunyi.

When Wu Long saw the two trembling, shyly erect, cherry-red nipples of her soft, rounded breasts, barely concealed by her bra, and the faint, dark pubic hair beneath her slender waist, his mouth went dry and he felt a burning desire.

Wu Long stared at Li Qiushui's almost incomparably beautiful body, her face flushed crimson. The alluring curves of her breasts, barely concealed by her bra, were even more tempting than if they were fully exposed. His hands trembled uncontrollably as he grasped her pure, firm, snow-white mounds beneath the bra, like a delicate porcelain vase, easily shattered… The moment he touched her soft, supple flesh, the almost melting sensation sent a shiver through him. He gripped those trembling, proud breasts tightly, reluctant to let go…

Wu Long removed Li Qiushui's bra and pushed her down onto the bed. Below her slender waist, her smooth, jade-like buttocks were firm yet supple and smooth, her breasts white, straight, round, and long, extending to the base of her vulva. A thin layer of fine, soft black pubic hair grew on the slightly protruding part, glistening and subtly translucent in the bright light. Unfortunately, Li Qiushui's breasts were tightly closed, and Wu Long could not see her alluring peach blossom mouth.

Li Qiushui's breasts were like carved white jade, with two trembling, shy, cherry-red nipples at the top of the soft, round, and delicate breasts, like two luscious red grapes waiting to be plucked. Wu Long was stunned. So Li Qiushui's breasts were so perfect and flawless. He stared intently at the soft, slightly undulating peaks of the beauty in his arms, at the two small, pure, and lovely cherries, like buds just beginning to bloom.

Wu Long's hands climbed to the top of the Jade Maiden Peak. He grasped Li Qiushui's lovely red cherries, gently stroking and kneading them. The small grapes had already swelled to a deep red. Wu Long took her left nipple into his mouth, gently biting it with the tip of his teeth, while his tongue circled around the areola. A surge of heat washed over Li Qiushui. He couldn't help but slightly part his red, cherry-like lips, gently licking the corners of his mouth, letting out a series of soft moans.

Li Qiushui's pair of round, white breasts swayed gently with her body's slight movements, the two round, red areolas standing out against her snow-white skin, appearing and disappearing in the lamplight. In the hazy light, a Venus statue carved from white jade suddenly appeared before him, its entire body flawless, adorned with a small black triangle that peeked out from Li Qiushui's waist.

Wu Long gazed at Li Qiushui on the bed, her thick, black hair cascading over her smooth, jade-like back, making her delicate skin, glistening with water droplets, appear even more like white jade. Her arms lay flat, revealing the heavy, rounded curves of her breasts, blooming proudly on her chest, their curves exquisitely alluring. Her slender waist continued down to her navel, connecting with her fair skin on the outside, transitioning downwards and inwards to a snow-white abdomen. The abdomen had a gentle upward curve, and at the point where her breasts met her nipples, the alluring mounds of Venus that every man desired to see. Li Qiushui's breasts appeared smooth and glossy, the dark downy hair further emphasizing the whiteness of her abdomen and breasts.

Li Qiushui tilted her long neck back, extending a pair of smooth, white jade arms. This pose further highlighted her shapely figure, her two small, cherry-red nipples slightly upturned, their bright red areolas beautiful; her slender waist contrasted sharply with her breasts, so delicate and fragile, her curves exquisitely defined. Her flat, snow-white abdomen, smooth back muscles, and full, rounded buttocks were all on full display. And her lower body was particularly striking.

Wu Long's manhood was already erect and menacing! Staring intently at Li Qiushui's voluptuous beauty, Wu Long muttered to himself, then suddenly pounced on her. Li Qiushui felt as if struck by lightning, overwhelmed by a man's scent. In an instant, the hot man's body was on top of her, pressing down on her tightly, making her feel an unbearable pressure, especially her breasts, which were squeezed tightly. She felt a tightness

in her chest, and a strange, heavy breathing came over her! A blush slowly crept onto Li Qiushui's snow-white face, and her neat, white teeth bit down tightly on her tender cherry lips. Wu Long held one arm across her firm breasts, while the other hand slid down to her slightly parted lips. His nimble fingers skillfully found the delicate, sensitive nipple in her still-moist peach garden. Before Li Qiushui could react, he had already begun to pinch and knead it with all his might. Li Qiushui's snow-white skin quickly turned rosy, and her two breasts, like ripe grapes, stood erect shyly. Soon, Li Qiushui's breath grew increasingly rapid, her high, firm breasts heaving violently; her long, disheveled black hair was soaked with fragrant sweat, fine beads of sweat seeping out; her rosy breasts flowed with a clear, slippery liquid, her sacred, intoxicating place opening its alluring embrace to the intruder.

Wu Long lowered himself down, feeling this perfect body. He kissed her snow-white face, her snow-white neck, her snow-white shoulders, sucking on the two tender, rosy nipples on her snow-white mounds, his hands kneading every inch of Li Qiushui's body. The whiteness and softness of this beautiful body drove Wu Long into a frenzy.

Chapter 165 of the Fallen Dragon World: Autumn Water's Passion 2.

When Wu Long's bloodshot eyes finally landed on the dark, soft, curly pubic hair between Li Qiushui's perfectly round, beautiful white breasts, he could no longer control the boiling desire within him. He embraced her soft, delicate beauty, kissing and sucking wildly on her incomparably flushed, gorgeous face like a madman. His rough, hot hands, now burning hot, vigorously kneaded Li Qiushui's plump, soft breasts. He thrust his already raging member repeatedly into the dark, curly pubic hair below her soft, smooth abdomen, lifting his head to taste a small, delicate, rosy nipple... One hand still tightly gripped Li Qiushui's other soft breast. He kneaded her full, snow-white breasts, occasionally pinching the delicate, adorable, small, rosy nipple between his thumb and middle finger, while his index finger gently caressed the incredibly tender cherry tip…

Wu Long could feel the soft, boneless body of the jade maiden beneath him trembling slightly with tension as he stroked her nipples… The contrasting light and heavy stimulations on Li Qiushui's beautiful, firm breasts left her bewildered. The intense contrast made the already intense, worm-like pleasure even more vivid and profound, and even more intoxicating. Especially when Wu Long began to rub and knead a protrusion in her mysterious jade valley that she herself was unaware of, Li Qiushui felt as if she were being devoured by ants. A series of hot, almost imperceptible breaths escaped her delicate nose, growing increasingly rapid...

Hearing Li Qiushui's enchanting moans and gasps, Wu Long's heart raced wildly once more. He lifted her up, kneeling on her slender, boneless waist, and placed his thick, burning member into her snow-white, alluring vulva. His hands grasped her firm, soft breasts, pressing them tightly together... Part of his thick member even rested on Li Qiushui's elegant, shapely chin, the large, burning head of his penis occasionally lightly brushing against her luscious, tender red lips...

"Mmm—"

A soft, hot breath, like the scent of orchids and musk, gently caressed the dragon's head. Li Qiushui's delicate nose caught a strong masculine scent. Her star-like eyes, slightly parted in shyness, revealed a menacing, scarlet "snake head" amidst a patch of coarse, black straw, its head occasionally nuzzling against her tender red lips. The unusual position and the even more unusual stimulation caused her to moan softly, trying to gently turn her head away, but Wu Long held her firmly with both hands, occasionally lifting her slightly to allow her soft, bright red lips to fully "kiss" the fiery, large dragon's head…

Li Qiushui understood. She reached out and grasped his penis, beginning to stroke it up and down. Li Qiushui's movements were slow and gentle. Her thumb and forefinger gently pinched Wu Long's dragon's head, her entire palm forming a cylinder around his penis, feeling its warmth and softness. Her stroking speed varied, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, causing Wu Long to feel waves of heat, tingling, and numbness throughout his body.

After a while of rubbing and sliding, Wu Long's penis became engorged with veins, heated to the core, and the large head swelled even more, its edges taut. Li Qiushui's fingers caressed his penis, making it feel warm, smooth, and incredibly comfortable, a surge of unprecedented desire washing over him.

Wu Long instinctively grabbed Li Qiushui's penis, his buttocks thrusting upwards rapidly, and Li Qiushui quickened her movements.

Li Qiushui slowly moved the penis in her hand towards her, parted her cherry lips, and took it in. Her jade teeth slightly closed, biting the tender flesh of the head, her tongue teasing the small opening at the tip. But Wu Long's ejaculation hadn't occurred, and Li Qiushui realized he was deceiving her.

"Nephew Wu Long, shall your uncle suck it out for you with his mouth?"

Li Qiushui licked Wu Long's penis with her small tongue, her pearly teeth occasionally scraping lightly against the ridges, causing Wu Long to groan with pleasure. Li Qiushui opened her cherry-like mouth and took Wu Long's large, purplish-red head into her mouth. Her bright, captivating eyes gazed at him with a smile, then she slowly swallowed his bulging, veiny member. With a slight flick of her wrist, his member spun in her mouth, breaking free of her teeth and thrusting deeper. The tips of her teeth left faint white marks on the shaft, then retracted into her mouth, enveloping the head and guiding its direction. The thick member filled her warm mouth completely. Li Qiushui's bright red lips tightly clung to the shaft, and slippery saliva squeezed from the corners of her mouth as it penetrated deeper, sliding down her chin.

Finally, it's all in! The head pressed against the mucous membrane deep inside her mouth, and a fragrant aroma wafted in. Li Qiushui no longer used her teeth to hold the shaft, but instead used her two soft lips, her hands moving back and forth, making the member move in her mouth, thrusting against the soft flesh deep inside again and again, greedily. Clear saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, her delicate nose twitched slightly, and she let out soft moans.

Only when her lips and tongue became numb did Li Qiushui release the penis, staring blankly at its wet shaft. She then stuck out her tongue and took it back into her mouth, swallowing it all the way down to her throat, licking the head with the tip of her tongue. Wu Long's penis began to move in Li Qiushui's mouth. Li Qiushui felt pain in her throat, so she released the penis again, rubbing the back of it with the tip of her tongue. Wu Long let out a groan. Li Qiushui then took the balls from the scrotum into her mouth one by one, her tongue even touching the area near the anus.

Li Qiushui rapidly moved her head, swallowing and releasing the penis, her long, cloud-like hair rippling in waves. Li Qiushui let out a shy moan, lowering her head to swallow Wu Long's penis all the way down to her throat, then slowly spitting it out, repeating this process over and over. Wu Long's hot, thick member was moistened inch by inch by Li Qiushui's skillful little tongue, and the large head was gently taken into her moist mouth. His member swelled even more in her warm mouth, and waves of intoxicating pleasure surged through him, causing Wu Long to groan softly. Li Qiushui gazed at him tenderly with her bright eyes,

swallowing his thick member again and again, making soft "cheep cheep" sounds. Wu Long held her head and gently thrust, praising her as he swayed slightly:

"Uncle Qiushui, your technique is amazing!"

She held Wu Long's buttocks and slowly swallowed his member to its fullest extent, but a small part still protruded from her lips. Wu Long felt the tip reach her soft throat, and then slowly withdrew his member. Li Qiushui's bright red lips tightly enveloped it, the warm, moist feeling giving him immense pleasure. Wu Long untied her hair and jade hairpin, letting her black, fluffy hair fall over her fragrant shoulders, adding to her languid beauty. Li Qiushui reached out and gently stroked the two testicles in her hands, while vigorously swallowing and spitting them out. Her technique was superb, and her expression was even more ingratiating. The tingling sensation gradually intensified, and Wu Long became increasingly aroused. He thrust his hips, using her small mouth as a substitute. Li Qiushui cooperated with Wu Long's thrusts, gently moaning in her throat, while gazing at him with a charming and submissive expression.

Li Qiushui held the testicles in her hands and gently squeezed them. Wu Long felt intense pleasure surging through his body, his ejaculation threshold teetering, as if he would soon burst. His penis throbbed restlessly, but Li Qiushui spat it out and instead took the two testicles into her mouth. His hot, large penis rubbed against her face, and Wu Long thrust out, closing his eyes to savor the pleasure. Li Qiushui then started from the base of his penis, gently nibbling inch by inch with her pearly teeth. The slight pain mixed with the intense pleasure came in waves, and Wu Long couldn't help but let out intermittent moans.

Li Qiushui smiled, gently pulling on his swollen, painfully large head. Wu Long involuntarily lowered his body, responding to her movements, his heart burning with desire. After playing for a moment, she gave him a coquettish look, then released her mouth and grasped the base of his penis, scraping the glans and tip with her tongue. The tingling, itchy pleasure at the tip was so intense it was almost numbing, and the tip of his penis swelled like an open umbrella. Li Qiushui stopped teasing him, holding Wu Long's buttocks with both hands, and forcefully took his penis into her mouth.

It must be said that Li Qiushui's technique was the best of all Wu Long's women; pleasure gathered slowly within his penis, making Wu Long feel both itchy and tingling all over. He couldn't help but show a strange expression, propping himself up on his elbows and exclaiming, "Uncle-Master, it seems like it's coming!" Li Qiushui showed no sign of backing down. Instead, she pressed down on the embroidered couch, her head moving in sync with Wu Long's thrusts. A rich fragrance filled the air. Li Qiushui's long, beautiful, black hair, flowing like clouds, had somehow come loose, draped loosely over her shoulders. Her starry eyes were half-closed, and she breathed softly. Wu Long held her head down, his waist swaying as he thrust in and out. Li Qiushui held him tightly, letting out a soft moan.

Intense pleasure surged through her, and Wu Long roared as his member exploded inside her mouth. As he released the ejaculation, Li Qiushui lowered her head and tightly took the tip of his penis into her mouth, while gently kneading Wu Long's scrotum. Wu Long breathed heavily, his buttocks clenching tightly, and powerful spurts shot into her mouth, sending waves of pleasure through his body. Li Qiushui finally could not suppress the surging tide of shy passion deep within her heart. She closed her starry eyes tightly, letting out a hungry moan from her cherry lips, burying her entire head deep into Wu Long's embrace. Wu Long, of course, understood that the beauty's heart had also agreed to his indulgence, and he stood erect... His burning male member, lying prone, gently and slowly advanced into the pink crevice of the beauty's already spring-soaked valley.

Accompanied by Li Qiushui's painful moan, his erect, hard, and precise penis forcefully and accurately entered the warm and narrow paradise of the exquisite beauty. His thick member was tightly surrounded and squeezed by the beautiful, constricted secret passage, leaving no gap, making every step difficult. Li Qiushui's slender, delicate pink jade gate was stretched to its limit, its originally tender... The pink had been replaced by a deep crimson.

Li Qiushui violently writhed her delicate body, her slender, graceful form trembling and arching, her buttocks arching back; her slender, delicate hands desperately pressed against Wu Long's thick chest, her long, black hair disheveled and cascading down her front and sides, her starry eyes hazy, her beauty as fragile and pitiful as a pear blossom in the rain.

Wu Long's large mouth climbed up Li Qiushui's breasts, taking the left nipple into his mouth, gently nibbling at it, his tongue occasionally licking it intentionally. "Ah! Mm!" Finally, an uncontrollable moan of pleasure escaped Li Qiushui's lips again, her beautiful face flushed with a blush of shyness, her jade hands spontaneously ceasing their resistance, falling limply to her sides. Li Qiushui gradually lost herself in the surging sea of desire.

Wu Long's lips parted slightly, a glistening thread of saliva escaping from his mouth and clinging to that spot. Without pausing, he took the right nipple, red and tender, into his mouth, applying slightly more pressure, nibbling and gently biting. Li Qiushui's eyes, burning with desire and blushing, closed tightly again, her cherry lips emitting a soft moan of longing that seemed to come from the depths of her being. Her previously weak and drooping hands suddenly regained their strength, tightly wrapping around Wu Long's slender waist and digging into his soft ribs. Then Wu Long's lips left Li Qiushui's pink lips, only extending his tongue, slowly swirling it around. After a short while, those two points gradually hardened, proudly standing atop her snow-white, sacred breasts.

"Nephew, harder..."

As she spoke, the beauty's slightly open starry eyes closed tightly again, her rosy lips pressed together. Her face was flushed, radiant with a captivating glow. If Wu Long couldn't understand the beauty's heartfelt desire at this moment, he would truly be a disgrace. A surprised and delighted smile appeared on his face. He quickly complied with the beauty's wishes and began to act accordingly. He bent down and lifted the stunningly beautiful woman, whose cheeks were already flushed and whose starry eyes were closed. He slowly parted her smooth, white legs, letting her straddle him. During this time, the rounded tip of his large penis remained deeply embedded in the beauty's secret passage, never leaving her. The friction and contact between them brought an intoxicating pleasure.

His penis directly found Li Qiushui's mysterious source, successfully striking the tender bud deep within the Garden of Eden he had longed for in his dreams. Wu Long, his erect penis finally finding a soft, warm, and moist haven at the end of the beauty's mysterious passage, found himself no longer restrained. He thrust his member forward, gently yet powerfully pumping in and out…

Wu Long reached out his hands, gently caressing and teasing the soft, fragrant body of the beautiful woman beneath him, and kissed Li Qiushui's glistening earlobe, arousing her to the fullest extent. Gradually, the beautiful woman felt the full pleasure brought to her by Wu Long's movements deep within her secret valley. After the initial warm-up, his member began to rhythmically attack her body. Each time he passed the depths of that secret valley, Wu Long would deliberately stop, pressing his burning heat against the tender core, repeatedly rotating and grinding it. Li Qiushui's entire being was completely overwhelmed by those rapid waves of pleasure.

Wu Long leaned forward onto the beautiful woman's fragrant body, his hands once again caressing her white, firm breasts. His large mouth sought her fragrant lips again, his ruthless tongue venturing deep into her mouth, chasing after her sweet, delicious taste. Li Qiushui's soft body was stimulated by Wu Long, becoming even more aroused, her body limp and unable to move. Soon, the beautiful woman's moist buttocks turned a rosy white, and fine beads of sweat appeared between her full breasts. Apart from panting and moaning, the beautiful woman was powerless to react, like a pure white lamb, completely at Wu Long's mercy.

As Li Qiushui let out soft, melodious moans, Wu Long increased the pressure between their bodies. His hands tightly embraced the beautiful woman's full, rounded buttocks, his erect member no longer retreating, but thrusting forward, pressing against the smooth cervix deep within her valley. He inhaled and exhaled, his lower abdomen contracting and releasing forcefully, releasing his pent-up heat deep into Li Qiushui's body. At the same time, Li Qiushui felt her flower core contracting and convulsing, a wave of intense pleasure washing over her!

Wu Long roared, pouring out his life essence. Along with the seed of life, abundant yang energy also entered Li Qiushui's body.

"Eh?"

Wu Long exclaimed in surprise. Unlike his usual gentle release and withdrawal of yang energy, this time it was like a dam bursting, unstoppable, overflowing like a vast ocean! He frantically tried to gather his energy and stop the overflowing yang energy, but his own true energy seemed to disobey his commands, surging into Li Qiushui's body along with the yang energy.

"Wu Long—"

Li Qiushui's expression was a mixture of satisfaction, pain, excitement, and triumph. "Now the room is filled with 'Heartless Pills.' Under the influence of this drug, combined with my seductive arts, the man will channel all his yang energy into the woman's body—even more powerful than the Northern Darkness Divine Art!!"

Taking a few deep breaths, Li Qiushui, receiving Wu Long's immense true energy, laughed:

"Wu Long, you've finally fallen for my trick! Haha, today I'll let you die beneath the peony blossoms, even as a ghost you'll be romantic! But don't worry, this Heartless Pill uses a very rare Love Flower as its key ingredient. From this day forward, my heart will only hold you. If I have feelings for another, I'll suffer the torment of the Love Flower's poison, far more potent than the Life and Death Talisman. Once I obtain your Innate Northern Darkness True Qi, even if my senior sister cultivates the Eight Directions and Six Harmonies Supreme Technique to its limit, she won't be my match. I will become a peerless master, just like my master!"

Wu Long hadn't expected Li Qiushui to use such a trick on him, but his body still involuntarily enjoyed the pleasure. Finally, he roared, and with his last tremor, his incomparably pure true qi was completely transferred into Li Qiushui's body. The Innate Northern Darkness True Qi, formed from the extreme cold and blazing sun Yin-Yang True Qi, entered Li Qiushui's body, slowly merging into an extremely powerful true qi in her chest. This true energy flowed along Li Qiushui's meridians, rushing towards her Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian. Li Qiushui merely focused her energy on guarding her Lingtai and Xinmai points. It should be noted that both Wu Long and she possessed unparalleled internal strength. The combined internal energy of the two was unmatched in the world; even if Bodhidharma were reborn or Xiaoyaozi were resurrected, they would be far superior. Although Li Qiushui's own internal energy shared the same lineage as Wu Long's, the sudden onslaught of such powerful true energy through her meridians made her feel as if her meridians and skin were about to burst, causing extreme discomfort. If she lost her composure, she would be in serious trouble.

A series of cracking sounds emanated from Li Qiushui's body; the true energy had begun to impact her Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian. The excruciating pain, like bones cracking, caused her to tremble uncontrollably, her entire body feeling as if it were being torn apart. Sweat poured out incessantly, but it was immediately evaporated into water vapor by the true energy. Gradually, the moisture increased and became thicker, enveloping not only Li Qiushui but also the Wulong people.

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