[The farthest distance of oral sex in Douluo Continent fanfiction] (2)

Author: sherlock Mubai
First published on April 10, 2018
Author's note at the beginning: Originally, according to the normal writing style, the title should be Ma Hongjun's Second Attack (2)
. But in fact, I had many new ideas during the creation process of the previous chapter, so I
introduced Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing ahead of time. However, it seems to be a good change. It enriched the plot without affecting the subsequent trend.
I am worried and looking forward to the next chapter. I hope that it will arouse my unknown new evil ideas. I hope I can hold
on to it.
The previous chapter is a continuation of Ma Hongjun's Second Attack (1).
Ning Rongrong and Oscar held hands and strolled leisurely on the wide streets of Tiandou Capital. Although
they had the task of purchasing supplies, they still had plenty of time. After all, they could not delay their
love talk while doing business.
The feeling of things being different and people being different seemed to have never appeared in this magnificent city. The prosperity was still there, but because of the recent coup
, most of the shops were still hawking their wares, but there were far fewer pedestrians and buyers. "This is a perfect opportunity to buy at a lower price,"
Ning Rongrong thought greedily. Now that she had taken over the financial reins of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, her mind was filled with meticulous
calculations.
Oscar had put on his grey clothes and bamboo hat again, but unlike the hat he wore when he last met Tang San,
there was no grey veil hanging down; instead, he wore a black mask, revealing only his alluring peach blossom eyes. He had long since
developed the habit of covering his face in public, not only because the scar on his face had eroded his confidence, but also because
he didn't want people to see him, disfigured, walking with the still-beautiful, or even more beautiful, Rongrong, and being pointed at and gossiped about
. Even if Rongrong didn't mind, he didn't want her to suffer such slander. Rongrong couldn't persuade him otherwise, so she
could only let him be.
But this didn't stop the two from flirting, nor did it stop Oscar from exuding his charm at all times. They
would glance at each other every now and then, secretly pinching each other's hands, radiating an indescribable sweetness—they were practically two human walking dog food
dispensers.
"Oscar, look! Look at this pendant, it's so pretty and cute!" Ning Rongrong suddenly pulled Oscar
to a stall selling trinkets, her eyes sparkling.
"Buy it! Buy whatever you like, Rongrong." Oscar readily agreed to the small pendant, especially
since it really was quite pretty and suitable for a girl.
"But I bought this for you. You have to wear it every day, okay?" Ning Rongrong suddenly
looked at Oscar very seriously, her alluring eyes blinking, sometimes like a full moon, sometimes like a crescent moon. Anyone familiar
with her would know from this expression that this girl's witchy side had erupted again.
Oscar could almost see the devil horns on Rongrong's head, and he couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. If it were just a regular pendant, it would
n't be so bad, but this pendant was shaped like an incredibly girly pink kitten.
It would be cute on a girl, of course, but on him, this lecherous man… the image was too much for him to bear. Oscar
, quick-witted, chuckled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Um, um, I'm tired, I'll go rest over there." He
then slipped away.
Ning Rongrong snorted, "Coward." She was about to put the pendant down, but every time she thought of "
that lecherous mustachioed uncle Oscar with the pink kitten pendant reciting his lewd soul skill?" her eyes lit up again.
When her witch syndrome kicked in, nothing could stop her. She immediately bought it secretly, caught up with Oscar, pressed her body against
his arm, and secretly slipped the pendant into his pocket.
Oscar smiled bitterly to himself, but could only pretend he didn't know anything. Yes, he'd rather die than submit.
The two continued walking, nestled together. Suddenly, as they passed an alleyway, Oscar, seeing
no one around, and feeling the warm, soft flesh against his arm, was overcome with lust. Taking advantage of Ning Rongrong's inattention, he grabbed
her waist and, with a soft cry, pulled her into the alley, pinning her against the wall.
Ning Rongrong's face flushed with embarrassment, a mixture of anticipation and fear. Her beautiful eyes gazed tenderly at Oscar's captivating
eyes, her face growing redder with each glance, even her ears turning crimson. Oscar wasn't much better off
; his breathing was heavy. Looking at the lovely woman's blushing, alluring face and her shapely
figure so close to his, he felt an intense hardness in his lower body; a slight lean forward would be enough to press against Rongrong's lower abdomen.
"You bad guy. What do you want?" Ning Rongrong was ultimately a shy girl, unable to withstand Oscar's burning
gaze, and lowered her head shyly. She didn't even realize that her voice had become sweet and coquettish.
Oscar cried out that he couldn't take it anymore, and chuckled lewdly, "Hehe, is that even a question? Of course, I'm going to do you."
"You dare..." Ning Rongrong punched Oscar's broad chest with her small fist.
Even though she didn't use any force, Oscar, that slut, pretended to be in pain, letting out a
strange cry that sounded like a mix of pain and pleasure.
Women in love have no brains, and Ning Rongrong really thought she had hurt her lover, so she quickly hugged Oscar and
asked anxiously, "Does it hurt?"
Oscar was completely fine, secretly laughing to himself, but said, "Ouch, it hurts so much. It's all swollen." His little
brother was quite swollen.
Ning Rongrong quickly said with concern, "Let me rub it for you." As she spoke, she went to rub his chest. Oscar
, that wicked fellow, grinned lewdly and leaned close to her ear, whispering in a deep, magnetic voice, "You're touching the wrong place
."
Ning Rongrong cried out, "No... Ah! You bad boy!" Oscar leaned forward, his hot penis
pressing against Ning Rongrong's lower abdomen. The astonishing heat made it clear to Rongrong what this lecherous man was thinking.
"You're bullying me!" Ning Rongrong, true to her little devilish nature, immediately launched a counterattack, pouting her lips and feigning a pitiful, tearful look. But she didn't expect 　　the devastating effect
her already incredibly attractive lips had on Oscar . 　　Oscar stared at Rongrong's pink, shapely lips for a moment, then ripped off his mask and kissed her fiercely 　　. Their lips and tongues intertwined, passionate and fiery. 　　After a long while, their lips parted, a lewd thread still connecting them, stretching a foot apart before breaking. Ning Rongrong's 　　eyes were glazed over, her emotions stirred like a dream, while Oscar was burning with desire, his penis throbbing with pain.

"Rongrong, I... I want you to use your mouth on me." Oscar gazed passionately at the shy Rongrong.
The kiss alone had already intoxicated him with its exquisite touch; the thought of her licking him... just imagining it
excited him.
"You idiot! In public! How could I do that!" Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes at him, as
if he were an idiot. Oscar suddenly smiled mysteriously and said, "Hehe, let me show you something exciting." He pulled 　　out a transparent, gleaming dome
from his soul tool , which also appeared to be a soul tool. 　　"What's this?" Ning Rongrong couldn't help but ask, curious. 　　Oscar chuckled and said, "Watch." He then channeled his soul power into the dome, which vanished, 　　and a semi-circular, transparent dome with wisps of soul power floating around them rose up. Ning Rongrong was both 　　curious and surprised. 　　"This is a spatial soul tool I obtained by chance during my five years of wandering. It's called the Xuan Kong Shield. As long as you inject 　　soul power, it can create a shield-shaped space with a diameter of 2 meters. Once inside the shield, you are completely invisible and 　　there are no soul power fluctuations or sounds, but it doesn't prevent the person inside from seeing what's happening outside. It's a very powerful life-saving 　　artifact. But it has a fatal flaw: the volume doesn't disappear upon collision. If someone touches it, it will still be exposed 　　. It can only be used in emergencies." 　　Oscar explained proudly while winking at Rongrong. Ning Rongrong immediately understood his 　　meaning, feeling both annoyed and amused. Just as she was about to refuse, Oscar pulled a cute 　　little bear eye mask from his pocket and handed it to her, grinning mischievously, "Remember this? Let's play something exciting." 　　The moment Ning Rongrong saw the bear eye mask, her eyes widened in adoration. She took it, 　　gazing at Oscar with tender affection, and said, "How did it end up with you? You...you still kept it all this time." It turned out that this bear eye mask 　　was something Ning Rongrong had back in Shrek Academy. Because the intensity of her daily training was so great, 　　she couldn't even sleep well without the eye mask. 　　Oscar, a little embarrassed, said, "Back then, if I were to leave and die out there and never come back, I'd 　　want something to remember me by..." Ning Rongrong suddenly covered Oscar's mouth with her delicate hand and said gently, "Don't say 'death,' you 　　're back now, aren't you? Oscar, you're so good to me." 　　Oscar chuckled and said, "I know I'm good to you, right? Come on, let's get down to business." 　　"You really want me to suck your mouth?" 　　Oscar was about to say yes, but the words suddenly caught in his throat because he noticed Ning Rongrong 　　's bright eyes staring at him with a half-smile, making him feel guilty—it was that familiar, signature witch's 　　expression. Oscar knew he was in trouble. 　　Ning Rongrong's expression instantly changed. After all, she was the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the future sect leader, and a shameless 　　little devil. Even if her heart had softened slightly for her lover, how could she possibly save face by kissing him in public? 　　She angrily retorted, "Pah! What kind of filthy things are you thinking about all day long! 　　I advise you to keep your disgusting thoughts to yourself; I won't allow you to have them even if you think about them for ten thousand years!" Her fiery, devilish nature was on 　　full display. She even forcefully shoved Oscar, deliberately turning her head away from him. 　　However, the next second, Ning Rongrong regretted it. A chilling and violent aura erupted from Oscar 　　, frightening Ning Rongrong to the point of pallor. When she looked at Oscar again, she saw that his face had become exceptionally cold and ferocious. 　　Ning Rongrong's pretty face turned deathly pale. Before she could react, Oscar suddenly vanished like a ghost. 　　Ning Rongrong was left standing there, stunned. "Oscar... are you angry with me?" 　　However, Ning Rongrong had no idea that Oscar's sudden outburst wasn't because of her, but because 　　the moment Oscar was pushed aside, he saw an unexpected person pass by on the street outside the alley—a 　　person whose face he would never forget, a person with whom he had a blood feud, a level 79 Soul Saint who had killed his older brother, Hao Te. 　　If it weren't for his older brother Hao Te, he would have been dead long ago, let alone having access to a powerful sixth soul ring and head soul bone. 　　Without his older brother Hao Te, he wouldn't be the Oscar he is today, let alone have the confidence to stand 　　before Rongrong. 　　However, his older brother Hao Te had been killed by a despicable and treacherous Soul Saint, and Oscar 　　had only escaped with his life thanks to the Soul Saint's complete lack of vigilance towards food-type Soul Masters. 　　Staring intently at the figure ahead, Oscar followed cautiously, his eyes bloodshot. Hatred filled his mind, 　　but he frantically told himself to stay calm. 　　A short while later, the Soul Saint entered a high-class restaurant. 　　Oscar was about to follow him inside when he stopped, glancing at his attire. He thought it was far too conspicuous, and 　　suddenly his eyes lit up when he noticed a waiter leaving the hotel, seemingly heading out to buy something. Oscar 　　sneered, and as the waiter passed by, he grabbed him and pulled him into a corner alley. 　　"Sir...sir...I have no money, please...please don't kill me!" The waiter was clearly terrified, his voice trembling. 　　Oscar found it amusing that this seemingly cowardly fellow actually possessed a pair of captivating, alluring 　　eyes, just like himself. After all, it was a high-class hotel; the waiters were carefully selected, and their looks were undoubtedly impeccable. However, it was clear that this 　　waiter wasn't a Soul Master, and his family must be very poor, much like Oscar's weathered skin 　　. 　　"Hmph, let's change our clothes, quick!" Oscar sneered. 　　"This..." The waiter clearly hadn't expected this turn of events. Thinking of his handsome face, was this gentleman going to rob 　　him? His face paled. 　　Oscar was speechless for a moment, then quickly stripped off the waiter's clothes and put them on. Surprisingly, they fit quite well, and he even 　　gave him his own clothes in return. After changing, Oscar, perhaps feeling a bit of goodwill towards this waiter who was also from a common background and had the same charming eyes, didn't knock him out. He simply said coldly, "I'll use your identity to do something. I 　　have a gold note worth a thousand gold soul coins 　　in my pocket as compensation. Now run as far away as possible and don't even think about 　　reporting back." 　　With that, his body trembled, and six perfectly matched soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black—flashed away, 　　disappearing before the waiter's utterly shocked eyes.

Oscar planned to disguise himself as a waiter, hoping to blend in and find an opportunity without attracting attention.
The waiter shakily dressed, donned his hat and mask, and his physique was almost
identical to Oscar's, especially their single, exposed almond-shaped eyes—they were practically a carbon copy. Without close
inspection, it was difficult to tell them apart. Touching the gold notes in his pocket, the waiter was overjoyed; he'd struck it rich! But then again, trouble was brewing
. He had to get out of there, right, get out of there!
"Oscar!" Just as the waiter was about to leave, reaching the alley entrance, a
girl with a stunningly beautiful face suddenly called out and rushed towards him. Before he could react, the girl had pulled him into
her arms.
Those two soft, bouncy mounds pressed against each other... so soft, so bouncy, so full. Wait, why are they so wet?
"Waaaaah, please, please don't leave me, okay? Please, please don't be angry with me, please, waaaah
, it was my fault." It was Ning Rongrong, who was now mistaking the waiter for Oscar,
sobbing softly in his arms, truly a pitiful sight.
The waiter, of course, understood that the girl in front of him had definitely mistaken him for the Soul Emperor from before, but at this moment he
had no way to explain himself. The Soul Emperor's woman must also be a Soul Master, right? If I revealed my identity, wouldn't I die
a terrible death? No, I absolutely can't give myself away.
Even though he was a little stiff, the waiter still mustered up his courage and hugged the girl who was crying so pitifully in his arms.
The wonderful touch of that delicate body... if you don't get hard, you're not Chinese... oh, sorry, wrong slogan, if you don't get hard, you're not a Heaven Fighter.
Ning Rongrong felt "Oscar's" stiff movements and thought he was still angry and wouldn't forgive her, but
feeling the heat in her lower body, she knew he was up to something again. She wiped away her tears and looked up at the man so close to her with a pitiful expression
.
The waiter was stunned. The girl was already stunningly beautiful, and now, with tears streaming down her face, she was even more endearing. He almost
forgave her on Oscar's behalf, but he couldn't speak and could only force himself to remain indifferent.
Looking into those familiar yet somewhat strange peach blossom eyes, Ning Rongrong's pretty face showed a struggle, but finally, as
if she had made up her mind, her beautiful eyes shone with a resolute light, though her face grew increasingly flushed.
"You rascal! Come with me." Saying this, she grabbed the waiter's sleeve and ran to
a rock by the lake near the alley where Oscar and Rongrong had been intimate. She pressed "Oscar" down to sit, and with a flick
of her wrist, a transparent light enveloped them, and they seemed to vanish into thin air by the lake.
The waiter was surprised, but he didn't show it; after all, years of experience had given him the ability to read people.
He roughly knew that the stunningly beautiful girl before him had apparently argued with the Soul Emperor from earlier. He figured he just needed to maintain
a calm and indifferent demeanor and find a chance to slip away later.
But Ning Rongrong's next words and actions left him completely blank.
Ning Rongrong, blushing, squatted down, her hands resting on his open thighs. One hand reached for
the small cat pendant in the waiter's pocket, and he immediately had no more doubts about "Oscar's" identity. After all, similar peach blossom eyes and
similar clothes were possible;
surely the pendant she bought for her lover couldn't be the same again. Ning Rongrong, unwilling to lose her already thin skin, pretended to be fierce and said, "You
bad thing! If you want to have fun, then have as much as you want! I'm already too shy to be in the alley, the lakeside is much more open!
Humph." Her witch-like nature fully activated, she then directly pulled down "Oscar's" pants, and a scalding hot
penis sprang out, hitting Ning Rongrong's face.
"Ah!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed, her face flushed crimson. She wanted to look but dared not, only
managing a whispered, "You naughty thing! How...how can it be so big?"
The waiter's mind went completely blank. Had his penis just bounced on this stunningly beautiful girl's face? Was he
dreaming? Feeling the girl's warm breath on his penis from nervousness, he was so excited he almost
jumped up, but he had to maintain an extremely indifferent facade, desperately suppressing his trembling. It was truly a bittersweet experience
.
Ning Rongrong finally calmed herself down, shyly looking at the penis throbbing with excitement, and
said coyly, "You're really lucky. Just this once, don't do it again." With that, as if making a huge decision, she opened her
warm, full pink lips and, with an extremely seductive gaze and an exquisitely beautiful posture, took her "lover's"
penis into her mouth.
The waiter froze, trembling as he exhaled a breath of stale air. So good! A face that could topple kingdoms, lips of exquisite softness and beauty.
A beautiful girl he didn't even know had dragged him here to suck his penis in public.
The penis, after all, hadn't been washed, so sucking it directly naturally had a slightly fishy and foul smell. Ning Rongrong felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. Actually,
after Oscar suddenly left, Ning Rongrong felt as if she had lost something. Recalling
all the past events, she remembered how she and her lover had finally overcome countless hardships to be together. He, a food-type soul master,
had suffered so much to gain the power to protect her, facing death countless times, his face even disfigured, all to return
to her side with all his might. And just now, she had teased him.
Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong felt a strong sense of guilt, forcing herself to continue sucking deeply, suppressing her urge to vomit
.
The waiter watched in shock as Ning Rongrong moved almost inch by inch, completely taking his penis into her mouth.
Her beautiful pink lips and indescribably soft tongue pressed tightly against his shaft,
incorporating it into the pure, untouched territory of a young girl.
It must be said, Ning Rongrong truly had a talent for taking penises; on her first time, she actually took the 16cm
penis all the way in, achieving a deep throat encounter.
The girl's shame and small mouth ultimately couldn't fully bear the pungent smell of the large penis. Ning Rongrong abruptly lifted
her head, ejecting the penis, and gasped for fresh air. Looking at the still-erect
penis, glistening with her saliva, Ning Rongrong blushed crimson. She glared at it, "You're such a naughty thing. Later, I'll make
you foam at the mouth, cry your eyes out, and beg for mercy on your knees." The witch Ning Rongrong's competitive spirit
flared. She even gave her "lover" a flirtatious wink, then used her pink lips and fragrant tongue to capture the penis, beginning to carefully lick it.
Her pink lips, firm and smooth, were a pleasure to behold, let alone touching the penis .
On the rod, her tongue moved up and down, swirling and twisting, lively and energetic, occasionally licking the pungent
glans in circles, not even sparing the area below the coronal sulcus, the delicate and pleasurable sensation seemingly otherworldly.
This licking style was too seductive, too alluring, too wanton. The waiter could only endure the heavy breathing, and in a daze, over a hundred
thrusts had passed.
"Hmph! Let's see how long you can hold out," Ning Rongrong thought, and immediately began sucking the penis even more diligently, swallowing and
spitting, gradually becoming skilled, completely unconcerned about the drool dripping down her face, truly exuding seductive charm and endearing naivety.
The waiter was enjoying himself immensely when suddenly he froze; someone had approached. The waiter had no idea that the
light shield had an invisibility function, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Ning Rongrong sensed Oscar's subtle movement and
her heart tightened. Although she knew there was a cover and no one could see, she was, after all, a pampered young lady.
The shame of giving a man oral sex in broad daylight was too humiliating for her, and she couldn't help but feel
nervous.
Both of them stopped tacitly, not daring to breathe, quietly watching the pedestrians hurry past. Once the pedestrians were
far away, Ning Rongrong and the waiter both breathed a sigh of relief.
Ning Rongrong glared at him, then giggled, "Look how scared you were! See how much I can do. But was
n't it exciting?"
The waiter seemed to understand that the people outside couldn't see him, and feeling relieved, he nodded to Ning Rongrong, but then
gently pressed his hand on her head, signaling her to continue.
Ning Rongrong looked at the penis soaked with her saliva, remembering its heat and stench,
and blushed again. She pinched Oscar's thigh and said angrily, "You naughty thing, look how impatient you are.
Wait for me." Then, she pulled a small bear blindfold from her pocket and put it on.
The moment Ning Rongrong put on the blindfold, the waiter felt his penis harden even more. Her perfect
face and cute blindfold were pushing his limits of endurance every second. His penis, amidst this beautiful sight, completely exceeded
its erection limit, and he impatiently tried to shove it into Rongrong's mouth.
Because she couldn't see, Rongrong was caught off guard and had that huge penis thrust into her face several times. She immediately
grabbed the menacing weapon and gently stroked it a couple of times, licking it as she did so,
saying in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Big penis brother, don't rush, Rongrong will make you feel good soon."
Although she couldn't see inside, Rongrong was still shy and, adopting an ostrich-like mentality of out of sight, out of mind
, wore a blindfold to reduce her pressure and shame. The moment she put on the blindfold, those
worries and shame vanished, which is why she uttered such lewd words. As soon as
the words left her mouth, Rongrong was somewhat surprised at how she could say such lewd things, her face burning,
but without hesitation, she took the waiter's almost-exploding penis back into her mouth and began to suck and swallow.
As noon approached, more and more people began to gather around, coming and going. Some vendors set up stalls nearby
, their calls echoing. The lakeside scenery was undeniably beautiful, and the area gradually became more lively and noisy.
Little did they know that the true beauty was unfolding right beside them, yet no one could feast their eyes on it.
Although Rongrong was blindfolded, her hearing was heightened, and she heard every change around her. Excited
, she brushed her short hair behind her ear and focused even more intently on her "lover's" penis,
her head thrusting vigorously. The sounds of wetness and sucking filled the air, like celestial music, sending the waiter into a state of
blissful ecstasy. What surprised him even more was that the girl beneath him seemed capable of multitasking; her small mouth and fragrant tongue
could seamlessly coordinate various angles, both intricate and exquisite, sending his penis soaring to a state of blissful ecstasy
.
Little did the waiter know that the girl beneath him was the beloved daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one of the three upper sects.
While sucking his penis, he involuntarily used his sect's ultimate technique, the Three Apertures Control of the Heart, allowing him
to multitask effortlessly. He could probably handle three penises, let alone one; Ning Rongrong could probably tame them all.
The waiter simply propped himself up with his hands behind his back, adopting a lordly posture. He wasn't sitting on a rock; he felt as if he were floating on clouds,
watching the bustling crowds on the street, oblivious to the exquisite pleasures of this place. He felt a surge of pride, thinking
of the thousand gold soul coins in his pocket—a true double win of wealth and beauty.
The waiter was also a gifted veteran of the pleasure quarters, possessing astonishing stamina. After being serviced hundreds of times by Ning Rongrong's exquisite lips and
techniques, he finally showed signs of ejaculation, his body trembling violently.
Sensing the changes in her "lover's" body, Rongrong, while sucking his penis, mumbled indistinctly, "Ha
...so...okay...say...so..." Oh, the waiter struggled to make out what she was saying, "
You can't ejaculate yet." Before he could think further, Ning Rongrong suddenly activated her martial soul, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
The perfect ratio of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black soul rings clearly indicated that this girl was a genius Soul Emperor.
The waiter was both frightened and excited. She was a Soul Emperor! A Soul Emperor was enjoying his penis! The waiter felt
he couldn't take it anymore; he was going to ejaculate, all of it going to go into this exquisite little mouth. Ning Rongrong simply thought he was excited about ejaculating
and didn't think much of it. A sly smile appeared on her lips as she raised her hand, and a beam of light instantly shone on the waiter's penis.
Seven treasures are famous, the fourth being "Yu" (御, meaning " to control" or "to defend").
The waiter immediately felt his penis harden even more, suppressing the urge to ejaculate. The waiter
was greatly surprised. He saw Ning Rongrong sucking and spitting out his penis while saying, "Slurp... fish out... fake yellow
croaker... slurp... and fake milk lily... slurp." Having learned from his previous experience, the waiter immediately knew that the little
beauty beneath him was saying, "Besides adding defense, it also adds stamina."
His pleasure surged even higher, so he straightened his back, enjoying the beauty's lip and tongue service while
stroking her chin and pretty face with one hand, occasionally pressing the back of Ning Rongrong's head forward with his other hand
, making her suck deeper.
Ning Rongrong wasn't annoyed by her "lover's" roughness, sucking and spitting out his penis even more readily, gradually getting into the swing of things, until finally
every time it was a deep throat. The waiter's penis was almost melting from the pleasure.
Just as the waiter was grimacing, his soul swaying, he suddenly saw
someone unexpected yet also expected.
Who else could it be but Oscar? Oscar, now dressed in a straw hat and grey clothes, walked towards the alley—the very
same outfit he'd worn when he encountered Tang San, which had been stored in his soul tool.
The waiter, far from being afraid, was actually incredibly excited. Since the waiter couldn't see him anyway, he thrust his hips
forward, relentlessly pounding into Ning Rongrong's warm, wanton mouth, each thrust reaching its hilt—no exaggeration.
Oscar returned, unable to find Ning Rongrong, and walked heavily towards the lake. As Oscar drew closer, the waiter
's heart pounded in his throat, his penis pressing against Rongrong's throat with each thrust—a mixture of fear and anticipation
.
Finally, Oscar sat down at the other end of the rock,
less than half a meter from the waiter and Ning Rongrong, who were in the throes of passion, just outside the range of the Xuan Kong Barrier.
This was fucking thrilling. Imagine this: a stunningly beautiful young Soul Emperor, a sixth-ringed Soul Master, is using the most lewd licking technique to suck
the stinking penis of the lowest of waiters, and the instigator of all this is none other than her man, another Soul Emperor,
sitting just half a meter away, completely unaware of this lewd scene.
The waiter is ecstatic; he doesn't care if he's discovered, he'd have no regrets even if he were to die.
Oscar, however, is sitting down, reflecting on his earlier reaction, and can't help but regret his impulsiveness.
He forgot to comfort his beloved woman before rushing out, and Rongrong is definitely misunderstanding now. Thinking of Rongrong
's kindness to him, he became somewhat distracted and unconsciously blurted out, "Rongrong, you're so cute!"
Not only did the waiter hear it, but Ning Rongrong, who was frantically sucking and spitting out his penis, also heard it. Since the voice
came from the front, Ning Rongrong thought her "lover" had finally spoken, that he had forgiven her. She immediately
began sucking and licking even more vigorously, her tongue moving with the frequency of a dancing snake, her pink lips frothing with white
foam—an indescribably lewd sight.
Oscar was completely unaware of the impact his unintentional words had on the waiter. He only felt that he had to
bring Rongrong happiness. Suddenly, he stood up, clenched his fist, and whispered, "Go for it!" Then he walked away to find Ning
Rongrong.
The waiter and Rongrong heard this simultaneously. The waiter could no longer restrain himself and frantically pressed the beauty's head forward. Rongrong
, thinking it was encouragement from her "lover," disregarded her discomfort and shame, frantically cooperating with the thrusting,
each stroke reaching its deepest point, desperately activating her three orifices to unleash the infinitely beautiful variations of her lips and tongue.
The final sprint, the thrusting beyond limits, was so pleasurable it made one dizzy and almost lose their soul.
With a roar, the waiter pressed down hard on Ning Rongrong's lovely head, his penis seemingly forcing open her throat
, a large amount of semen pouring directly into her esophagus, saving her the trouble of swallowing. "
It's so fucking good!
" "Cough," "Cough," "You dead man," so hard, um, slurp, slurp." Ning Rongrong choked,
scolding her "lover" for his rudeness, but without hesitation, she cleaned the remaining semen from his penis.
What a gentle and lovely girl, the waiter couldn't help but think.
Ning Rongrong removed her blindfold, gazing at her "lover" with a tender, almost meltingly gentle look. Her exquisite
lips and delicate tongue continued to roam over his penis, performing the final cleaning.
The breathtaking sight before him captivated the waiter, who also looked at the pure yet wanton girl beneath him with adoring eyes.
"Pop!" With a final pop, his penis was completely clean. Carefully tucking it
back into her pants, Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes at him seductively, saying shyly,
"You big bad guy…you've hit the jackpot. Hmph, I'm going to wash up. You wait here for me, don't wander off." With that, she
ripped off her blindfold and flew away like a cheerful little bird.
The surrounding people were initially surprised at the sudden appearance of two extra people, but in the world of Soul Masters, anything
was possible, and the usual noise quickly returned.
The waiter breathed a sigh of relief; now was the perfect time to leave, so he slipped away.
When Ning Rongrong returned after washing up, she found "Oscar" gone again. She was a little angry, but remembering
her earlier madness, her face flushed, and her shy demeanor stunned the surrounding vendors and passersby
.
"Rongrong!" Who else could it be but Oscar?
Rongrong turned around abruptly, throwing herself at Oscar and hugging his arm, blushing uncontrollably, only able to whisper a playful scolding,
"Didn't I tell you not to run around? You're so naughty! You big bad guy!"
Oscar, also feeling ashamed, quickly said to Rongrong, "Rongrong, I'll never run around again, I'll never leave
you alone. I swear!"
Seeing Oscar's earnest expression, Rongrong felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey, and sweetly replied, "Mmm."
She then took Oscar's arm and continued shopping.
But in the end, Ning Rongrong wondered why Oscar had changed his straw hat, but she couldn't figure it out.
Oh well, never mind, as long as he's by my side, I'm content.
Neither of them noticed that a figure wearing a straw hat was lewdly watching them
leave from the alley around the corner.
(To be continued)

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