Wulin Yanlu

Thousands of years ago, at the summit of the heavens, a most beautiful and enchanting duel between saint and demon took place. The "Hundred Flowers Guanyin" and the "Blissful Rakshasa" engaged in a fierce battle, capable of both saving and destroying the world, for the otherworldly divine weapon, the "Golden Light Celestial Crystal." In the end, both were severely wounded and fell to the mortal realm.
Legend has it that the "Hundred Flowers Guanyin" left behind the "Hundred Flowers Sacred Heart Manual," which was inherited by a wise mortal woman, the first "Hundred Flowers Saintess," Shui Fuxian. With this earth-shattering sacred martial art, she helped the weak and oppressed, vanquished demons, and averted a catastrophe from imminent danger to the martial world. Her abode, "Immortal Abode Valley," became a revered holy site in the martial world.
The wounded "Blissful Rakshasa," in order to destroy "Hundred Flower Guanyin," also passed on the "Blissful Soul-Destroying Skill" to the then-protector of the Demonic Sect, ordering "Blissful Demoness" Yu Jiao'er to unleash a bloodbath in the martial arts world, extinguishing righteousness and fostering evil, ensuring that "Hundred Flower Guanyin" would never have the chance to ascend through righteousness.
The struggle between the holy and the demonic has thus continued among humankind to this day.
In the dark forest, cries echoed. A small infant with curved eyebrows and a round face, faintly radiating light, lay in swaddling clothes. Such a pitiful baby, abandoned—fate was truly unfair.
But heaven had eyes; misfortune was followed by good fortune, changing the infant's life forever.
A woman appeared before the infant, her beauty captivating in the night breeze. Her white robe billowed in the wind, exuding a relaxed and ethereal grace. Her exquisite features seemed born of the very essence of heaven and earth; her eyebrows were delicate as spring mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, revealing a noble and dignified air, like a goddess descended from heaven, transforming the dark forest into a serene and enchanting paradise.
Her flowing, jet-black hair, cascading down her shoulders, made her bright, intelligent eyes even more irresistible. Her pearly white teeth, like two rows of sparkling jade, were mesmerizing. It was a genuine, natural beauty, like a lotus rising from clear water, astonishing how naturally beautiful one could possess such a level of grace.
She was Bai Lingsu, the "Saintess of a Hundred Flowers" of this era. At only eighteen years old, she had already mastered the eighth stage of the "Sacred Heart Technique of a Hundred Flowers," suppressed the "Four Elders of the Demonic Sect" with her sword, outwitted the "Evil Mountain Stronghold," and commanded the "Martial Alliance
." She could be said to be the most talented successor of "Immortal Abode Valley" in recent years. In order to settle the score with her destined opponent, the current "Blissful Witch" Hei Yuerong, she left the valley to keep her appointment.
Unexpectedly, Hei Yuerong, who had defeated the "Six Major Sects" and dealt a heavy blow to the "Noble Families," had also mastered the seventy-seventh level of the "Blissful Soul-Destroying Skill." The two could not escape the fate of their predecessors and fought fiercely for six days and seven nights. In the end, they were both seriously injured and the outcome was still inconclusive.
On her way back to "Xianju Valley" to heal her injuries, Bai Lingsu heard the baby crying and came here. Although she was already a peerless martial arts master, she was still a young girl of eighteen years old and had not much life experience. She was not sure what to do for a moment, but being kind and gentle by nature, she gently picked up the baby and said, "Good baby, don't cry, sister is here with you."
The baby felt the warmth and opened its two delicate little hands to hug Bai Lingsu's full and firm breasts. Bai Lingsu felt a strange sensation coming from her chest. This was the first time that someone had touched her sensitive area. She never expected that a little baby would be the first to do so.
A blush crept across Bai Lingsu's face, making her even more radiant. She gently scolded, "Why are you so naughty? Your sister has no milk for you."
A surge of anger welled up inside her, and she couldn't help but cough up a small mouthful of blood. Bai Lingsu thought to herself, "This injury is quite serious. I'd better quickly entrust this baby to a kind family and go back to heal as soon as possible."
The baby, who had been calm, seemed to understand her feelings and cried incessantly, unwilling to part. This night was far from lonely.
Fifteen years later, the sun shone into "Xianju Valley" once again on time.
Inside a simple wooden house in the valley, a fifteen-year-old boy lay on the bed. He was handsome with delicate features, innocent and childlike, yet possessed an extraordinary and dignified charm. This boy was no ordinary person. In his sleep, he reached out to hug his neighbor and murmured, "Godmother."
"An'er, get up and eat."
An'er woke up and saw that the quilt beside him was already folded. He said awkwardly, "Godmother, you got up so early. Why didn't you wake me up?"
Bai Lingsu, who had entered the room, said gently, "Godmother saw that you were sleeping so soundly and didn't have the heart to wake you."
Although she was thirty-three years old, the "Hundred Flowers Sacred Heart Technique" had the effect of preserving youth like a flower, so Bai Lingsu still looked as young as twenty-something. In addition to her former pure and refined beauty, she had gained a mature and charming demeanor.
The boy was the baby that Bai Lingsu had found fifteen years ago. Because he always cried when she was given to others to raise, and could only be quieted in her arms, she had no choice but to adopt the baby herself. Therefore, she named him "An" and treated him as her own son.
After dinner, An'er said, "Godmother, I'm going to town to play with Little Fatty."
Bai Lingsu frowned slightly and instructed with concern, "Don't cause trouble anywhere, and come back early."
Little did she know that this trip would indeed cause Bai Lingsu a lot of trouble. Out of curiosity, Little Fatty and An'er peeked into Little Fatty's parents' bedroom. They saw two naked adults entwined, emitting seductive moans, their expressions so comfortable. It was the first time the two boys had seen this, and they were simply surprised that adults could enjoy doing such things. They discussed it until midnight before An'er remembered it was time to go home.
At this time, Bai Lingsu was solemnly practicing the eighth stage of the "Hundred Flowers Sacred Heart Technique" in her room. To practice this martial art, one must be a virgin, because with each stage of progress, there would be a burning desire that would become an obstacle. Only an extremely steadfast will and holy self-control could overcome it. The saintesses of all generations had been able to maintain their purity through their perseverance, but none had ever been able to break through to the eighth stage.
Bai Lingsu was facing this difficult hurdle. For fifteen years, she had been unable to enter the ninth stage, and it seemed she wouldn't be able to this time either. Suddenly, her body began to change. She felt hot and weak all over, her breasts swelled, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose throughout her body. Her eyes were filled with lustful desire, and the painful yet pleasurable demon of desire burned within her once more. Bai Lingsu immediately pressed her tongue against her chin, focused her eyes and nose on her heart, and resisted with supreme willpower. Even the previous saintesses could dispel lustful thoughts, let alone her most outstanding successor. But she had something else in common with the previous saintesses: "An'er."
An'er rushed into the room and whispered, "Godmother, I'm back." Since he was a child, he had slept with his godmother. When he couldn't see his godmother outside, he knew it was time to go to bed.
Upon hearing An'er's voice, Bai Lingsu's mind was momentarily distracted, and a surge of desire rushed forth, unstoppable. She desperately tried to suppress her lustful thoughts with the strength of her self-cultivation, her face contorted in pain by the inner conflict.
Seeing Bai Lingsu's distress, An'er cried out, "Godmother, what's wrong? Don't frighten An'er!" Not knowing what to do, he suddenly remembered how Little Fatty's father had bitten Little Fatty's mother's lips that morning, and how she had immediately become happy. It seemed this was a way to please adults, so An'er immediately stepped forward and did the same. Before Bai
Lingsu could understand what An'er was about to do, An'er had already "bitten" Bai Lingsu's delicate cherry lips. He understood nothing, and could only quietly savor his godmother's fragrant lips.
The man's unique scent wafted over, and Bai Lingsu felt as if struck by lightning. Her last vestiges of reason were swallowed by lust. If it were any other man, she could use this final moment of clarity to kill the treacherous villain and preserve her pure and sacred body. But the man before her was her dearest godson; how could she bring herself to do it?
In that brief moment of hesitation, Bai Lingsu's tongue, no longer under her control, reached out and intertwined tightly with An'er's. Perhaps it was a man's instinct, or perhaps Bai Lingsu's tongue was simply too alluring. An'er's tongue, initially hesitant, then brazenly took the initiative, tightly entwining with his godmother's soft, weak tongue, licking every corner of Bai Lingsu's mouth with an air of nonchalance.
Bai Lingsu's eyes revealed a melancholy expression. Her fragrant tongue intertwined with An'er's tongue in her mouth. The pain from before had vanished without a trace, replaced by boundless excitement. The two sucked on each other, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss, sucking, licking, and holding, exchanging saliva as if the saliva in each other's mouths contained the love between mother and child.
At this moment, An'er saw that Bai Lingsu was covered in sweat and her clothes were soaked. In order to prevent his godmother from catching a cold, he quickly took off Bai Lingsu's white outer garment, leaving her only in her close-fitting bodice and white silk underpants.
Bai Lingsu was naturally pure and did not want others to touch her clothes, so she had hand-sewn her outer garment, bodice, and underpants, and preferred pure white.
An'er hadn't bathed with her godmother since she was five years old. Now, seeing her godmother's half-naked body, her porcelain-smooth back, her delicate, white hands like snowflakes, her slender, petite waist, and her full breasts encased in a moon-white bodice, with two rosy nipples faintly visible, occasionally peeking out from the edge of the bodice, her firm, snow-white breasts appearing and disappearing, and her white silk underpants embroidered with elegant and beautiful flowers, the most alluring curve of her mons pubis fully revealed in that small area, thanks to the well-tailored underpants, and the mysterious white light below slightly showing through the semi-transparent silk fabric, An'er felt a sudden urge, and her penis became erect.
Feeling the coolness on her exposed skin, Bai Lingsu regained some consciousness. Seeing herself half-naked in front of An'er, her clothes disheveled, she quickly covered her chest with her hands, her pretty face flushed crimson. Lowering her shy and helpless expression, she pleaded, "An'er, please, don't look at your godmother."
An'er, looking at Bai Lingsu's half-naked body, blurted out, "Godmother, you look so good!" She then reached behind Bai Lingsu and began to untie the thin knots of her bodice around her neck, waist, and back.
Bai Lingsu tried to stop her, but a surge of heat from An'er's touch made her feel weak and about to collapse. An'er quickly supported her godmother's waist and held her in her arms. At this moment, the knots were untied, and the bodice loosened. In her panic, Bai Lingsu made a last-ditch effort, pressing herself against An'er's chest, letting the loosened bodice dangle between her and conceal her proud breasts.
Although An'er found her godmother's body soft and warm, she was also afraid that her godmother might have fainted. So she pulled away the helpless Bai Lingsu, and the bodice covering her chest fell to the ground. Her fair body, rarely exposed to sunlight, was immediately revealed to the bright daylight. Her two firm and tender breasts stood upright, their golden ratio breasts full of symmetrical beauty, their pale pink areolas charming, and their slightly erect nipples alluring. Her flat abdomen was adorned with a charming and delicate navel, making An'er's blood boil.
An'er had only wanted to help her godmother change into dry clothes to prevent her from catching a cold, but driven by the instinct of attraction between opposite sexes, she was now unable to resist and had to see her godmother's entire body. Her hands nervously reached for Bai Lingsu's underpants. Bai Lingsu, even more nervous than him, trembled, but all her strength seemed to have flown away, and even raising her hands was as difficult as climbing to heaven.
The pure white underpants were finally pulled down to her knees, revealing a patch of alluring white pubic hair beneath her snow-white belly. This was a special sexual characteristic resulting from practicing the "Hundred Flowers Sacred Heart Technique." The lush, fragrant grass was truly breathtaking, making one yearn to immediately part the pubic hair and peek into the mysterious realm of her captivating soul. Her
long, slender, snow-white legs, like verdant scallions, and her beautifully curved, round, and high buttocks were breathtakingly beautiful in both color and elasticity. Bai Lingsu closed her eyes tightly, wishing she could disappear into a hole. She thought despairingly, "It's over. An'er has seen all my private and mysterious places. How can I ever teach An'er the classics again?" But An'er's gaze also aroused her body, which was her greatest tragedy.
The vibrant curves of her body were fully displayed before An'er's eyes. Following the example of Little Fatty's father, wanting to make his godmother happier as well, he grasped Bai Lingsu's breasts with both hands, his palms swirling and caressing her firm, taut breasts. He kneaded her crystal-clear, flawless white breasts, feeling their soft warmth and indescribable comfort. His left hand went further up to her nipples, gently kneading them. Although the beautiful pink areolas had not yet been touched, they were already round and plump. Thinking of his childhood experience of breastfeeding, he took Bai Lingsu's right breast into his mouth and lowered his head to suckle, making a soft slurping sound. He would occasionally bite the nipple with his teeth and lick the bud with his tongue.
At this moment, Bai Lingsu couldn't help but let out a soft moan or two. Clearly, the tingling, itchy pleasure on her breasts was teasing this usually gentle and intelligent godmother, who was highly skilled in martial arts, to the point of being unable to resist. Her elegant face flushed red, her breathing became rapid, and the two pink nipples on her white breasts became engorged and erect. Anyone could tell that the "Hundred Flowers Saintess" had already had a shameful reaction.
An'er's right hand was also extremely busy at this time, tracing along Bai Lingsu's glossy black hair, down her soft, smooth, and firm back, extending to her firm thighs and rounded buttocks, constantly moving and gently caressing her like a skilled veteran of the flower garden. Occasionally, like a curious child, he would tentatively slip into the crevice between her snow-white buttocks, carefully searching for the woman's most mysterious triangle. Before long, he found a patch of soft, slightly curved hair. Following the hair, An'er began to caress Bai Lingsu's petals.
As An'er's hands caressed Bai Lingsu's sacred private parts and elegant breasts, she suddenly felt an unprecedented excitement and pleasure. Two blushes, shyly concealing her feelings, rose to her cheeks, and her clever eyes revealed a seductive allure. For the first time, a man had been so close to her body, and a wonderful fantasy welled up from the bottom of her heart. Instead of rejecting An'er's impudence, she felt a little expectant.
Simultaneous attack on two of the woman's most sensitive areas caused Bai Lingsu's body to gradually heat up, with an indescribable pain and itching sensation spreading throughout her lower body. The pleasurable feeling made her wonder: "So this is what it feels like to be caressed by a man. Was it really worth it to have worked so hard to preserve my virginity? Fifteen years ago, when I was traveling in the martial arts world, both heroes and demons coveted me, but they were all afraid of my martial arts reputation and dared not make a move. If I had been willing to shed my image as a saint back then and let them play with and violate my most sensitive and shameful parts, wouldn't both sides have been happy?" She
couldn't help but think of the faces of every man she had met until today, whether it was the extremely ugly four elders of the demonic sect, the vicious eighteen villains, or the young and heroic Sword Emperor and Knife Emperor, fantasizing about them caressing and kneading her noble body and wantonly conquering her sacred soul.
An'er slowly peeled back the two tightly closed red petals with her right middle finger, inserting it into the secret cave hidden beneath the lush grass. The moment it entered, Bai Lingsu's carefully maintained dignified image in front of An'er completely collapsed. She reacted violently, shaking her head, and an involuntary moan escaped her cherry lips: "Ah..." At the same time, she frowned, her toes lifting slightly.
Seeing her godmother so comfortable, An'er was even more delighted. Her fingers, which had been gently tapping at the jade gate, didn't pause, but plunged straight into the virgin cave. She felt that the cave was not only narrow, but also possessed a tremendous suction force. Her fingers, deep inside the secret cave, were tightly wrapped by the warm, moist, tender flesh. Even now, it was difficult to break free from the thirsty restraints of her godmother's secret cave. Just inserting the tip of her middle finger already felt an indescribable pressure and pleasure.
As the finger broke through the flesh and touched the most sensitive part, Bai Lingsu felt an unbearable anxiety and fear of her own sensitivity. She cried out in her heart, "No! No matter how much I'm burning with desire, I can't show my shame in front of An'er! I'm his godmother!" But from the depths of her petals, nectar slowly seeped out—something she couldn't control. This was
the first time a man had penetrated Bai Lingsu's jade gate. Although it was only a finger joint, it filled her with immense shame. Yet, another feeling of fullness and richness clearly traveled from her entire body to her brain. Although her chaste nature forced her to remain silent, waves of pleasure surged as An'er's finger became completely intertwined with Bai Lingsu's. The finger inserted into her petals rotated like a stirring rod, and Bai Lingsu felt as if she were being pushed to the heavens. Her petals, opening in the wetness, shamelessly and wantonly clamped down on the unreasonable intruder. Bai Lingsu couldn't help but let out a soft, wanton "Ah~" before momentarily losing consciousness.
Hearing her godmother's voice filled with pleasure and charm, An'er was completely aroused by her filial piety and desire to serve her godmother. She carefully rubbed Bai Lingsu's clitoris and petals, completely unaware that she was playing with the most private parts of her usually virtuous, gentle and kind mother. Her fingers lingered diligently inside her tight and wet vagina. Bai Lingsu hummed incessantly and moaned continuously, and her panting became more and more frantic without her realizing it.
An'er relentlessly thrust and probed Bai Lingsu's secret cave. With each intense probing of her fingers, Bai Lingsu could feel her secret cave shamelessly leaking out some honey-like fluid, flowing down her inner thighs and groin onto the bed. The lewd, squelching sounds rhythmically matched An'er's probing, repeatedly shattering her dignity. Finally, her lower body unconsciously twisted and arched, much like a long-deprived, resentful woman.
Because An'er had only spied on Xiao Pang's parents halfway through the morning before getting bored and leaving, she didn't know what to do next. So she kept teasing her godmother with her fingers for over an hour. Bai Lingsu was on the verge of a mental breakdown, her consciousness becoming somewhat blurred. Her jade gate, originally pale pink and tightly closed, her sacred labia finally turned outwards, the raised petals emitting a bewitching glow. The honey-like fluid that flowed out had already soaked her entire inner thighs and the bed sheets, exuding an indescribable lewdness.
Bai Lingsu, having endured over an hour of torment, was already delirious from the prolonged climax. Unable to contain herself any longer, she cried out, "An'er... take off your clothes..."
The novelty had worn off; An'er was already tired of the finger stimulation. Hearing his godmother's command, he immediately stripped naked as if receiving a royal decree. Fifteen-year-old An'er was strong and muscular, exuding a powerful aura, his entire body brimming with explosive energy.
The stimulation abruptly stopped, and the swelling pleasure abruptly ceased. An overwhelming emotion swirled within her. Bai Lingsu, regaining her senses, opened her eyes and was shocked to see An'er with a steaming, mushroom-shaped penis, six or seven inches long, its eyes blazing, veins throbbing on the shaft, and strangely, faintly glowing with gold. Bai Lingsu felt both fright and shame, quickly closing her eyes and turning her head away, unable to bear the sight.
Seeing the look of surprise and shyness on her godmother's face, which made her appear even more delicate and pitiful, An'er felt a surge of conquering pleasure and wanted to further ravage and humiliate her godmother, a saintly figure before her. But then she suddenly realized with a start, shook her head, and thought to herself, "How could I have such disrespectful thoughts towards my godmother?"
She quickly asked, "Godmother, what should I do next to make you happy?"
Hearing this question, Bai Lingsu felt so ashamed that she wanted to commit suicide, but the lust within her tempted her, telling her that she had not yet tasted the most wonderful pleasure in the world. As long as she abandoned all her existing morality, dignity, and shame, she could reach the happiest world of a woman.
Bai Lingsu blushed, extremely embarrassed and ashamed, and stammered, "An'er...you put that thing...into your godmother's..."
Although she had read extensively and had also dabbled in the pleasure and bliss of the Western Regions, she had always been pure of heart and untainted by worldly desires. Now, however, she was consumed by lust, and the shame of a young woman returned instantly. She could no longer utter the next words, and could only take the initiative to bring her slightly parted petals close to An'er's huge penis. Crystalline tears, representing her sacred body, unconsciously dripped down, protesting the obscene consciousness that had been occupied by lust.
An'er exclaimed in surprise, "This pee-pee thing can replace a finger?" Seeing her godmother crying, she immediately panicked and said, "Godmother, don't cry, An'er will insert it right away."
With a forceful movement, An'er clamped her godmother's slender legs around her waist. She felt the hair on her godmother's petals rubbing against her lower abdomen, which was very itchy. She lowered her head and sucked on her godmother's breasts, while her hands tightly gripped Bai Lingsu's pink and plump buttocks. Her erect, golden penis gradually approached and pressed against the entrance of her wet secret cave. Bai Lingsu felt her legs being spread apart and her beautiful buttocks being lifted up by her hands. A hot penis was pressed against her entrance. An'er thrust her waist and slowly inserted her penis into Bai Lingsu's virgin vagina.
When An'er entered Bai Lingsu's body, although she felt the passage was narrow, she was able to force her large penis in each time thanks to the ample lubrication and the firm elasticity of the vaginal flesh. An'er felt as if her penis was wrapped in several layers of warm, moist flesh, and the base and testicles outside the vagina were tightly wrapped by pubic hair.
With the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, An'er's huge penis broke through and penetrated deeper. For Bai Lingsu, who was experiencing this for the first time, it was a thrilling feeling. She seriously thought that her vagina would break, and that she would encounter a great barrier of virginity when she reached her hymen. In order to maintain her virginity, she practiced the "Hundred Flowers Sacred Heart Technique," which would upgrade the hymen to the "Sacred Hymen," which could not be broken without sixty years of cultivation. However, An'er's penis emitted a dazzling golden light inside Bai Lingsu's vagina, and with a little force, it broke through the "Sacred Hymen" and reached the core of her vagina.
The virgin's blood and the lustful nectar flowed freely. The pain of losing her virginity freed Bai Lingsu from the torment of burning desire. Enduring the excruciating pain and the swelling soreness in her pelvis, she finally completed the initial work of deflowering. A wave of emotion washed over her as she thought of how she had lost her chastity after thirty-three years, and by the very same godson. Two streams of tears of grievance flowed from her tightly closed eyes.
Bai Lingsu sobbed inwardly, "I am no longer worthy of being called a saint. I have committed this incestuous and shameful act with my godson. It is not An'er's fault, God. My own nature is even more despicable than that of a third-rate prostitute. Please do not punish An'er. It was all my fault for seducing him." An'er
exhaled, "Godmother, this place is so tight. It's making me feel so uncomfortable. Godmother, could you please relax a little?"
Bai Lingsu felt both ashamed and helpless. She whispered, "An'er, Godmother... it's my first time, that's why it's so tight. Please be gentle..." "Is it good...?"
An'er nodded, and with a slow thrust of his lower body, Bai Lingsu couldn't help but let out a soft moan. An'er's left hand was even more restless, ravaging her jade peaks and slender waist. An endless kneading caused her pale pink nipples, which had just softened, to become engorged and erect again, their color gradually deepening. An'er's right hand would gently caress her neck and back from time to time, or knead and tickle her soft flesh under her armpits. Occasionally, it would accidentally slip to her plump buttocks and groin to visit her anus, which made Bai Lingsu panic and lose her composure.
As An'er began moving her lower body back and forth, a strong shiver swept over Bai Lingsu. Her tender orifice was penetrated by the golden penis, her vagina tightly filled. But that was only at the beginning. As the penis moved in and out of her lower body repeatedly, the initial intense pain gradually lessened. The hot, thick penis penetrated her lower abdomen, and the tingling, itchy, sour, and numb pleasure made her want to thrust forward. Waves of pleasure spread from her lower body to her whole body. This was no longer related to the mental barrier of practicing martial arts, but rather the awakening of Bai Lingsu's long-suppressed primal sexual desire.
An'er vigorously thrust in and out of Bai Lingsu's petals. Bai Lingsu couldn't help but sway her slender waist, straighten, and contract, finally lying on her back against An'er's chest. An'er lifted Bai Lingsu's buttocks and continued thrusting while kneading Bai Lingsu's breasts. From this angle, Bai Lingsu could clearly see her private parts, the soft pubic hair and moist petals, and a penis constantly entering and exiting her flower core.
Witnessing An'er's intense thrusting of his penis into her secret orifice, Bai Lingsu's clear-headed reason flickered like a candle in the wind. The humming from her nose gradually turned into ecstatic cries from her mouth. At this moment, in addition to the continuous "plop, plop" sounds of lustful fluids from the thrusting, Bai Lingsu's increasingly loud cries of lust also filled the room: "Ah...no...ah...it's coming...An'er..."
Her full, smooth body writhed like a twisted candy, clinging tightly to An'er's body. Now, Bai Lingsu's mind was filled only with lust. She no longer cared about being dignified, chaste, or a kind mother. This generation's saintess was no longer a concern. Her long-suppressed seductive and wanton nature was unleashed beyond control. At this moment, her breasts were being kneaded until they were about to burst, and her private parts were being penetrated until she was completely out of control. A mixture of sour, sweet, numb, and painful sensations filled her body. Her seductive eyes darted around like silk, and she cried out in a soft, lustful voice, her breathing rapid and labored.
Bai Lingsu tightly embraced An'er's neck with both hands, passionately making love to him. Her trembling breasts rubbed against An'er's strong chest, her slender waist swayed rapidly from side to side, her vulva hungrily rising and falling, her snow-white legs spread to their limit, clamping An'er tightly. Her pink and plump buttocks swayed and spun rapidly, perfectly matching An'er's fierce onslaught. No one would recognize that this woman, who was engaging in wanton and seductive lovemaking with a man in bed, behaving more despicably than a prostitute in a third-rate brothel, was the "Hundred Flowers Saintess," renowned for her martial arts and a paragon of female chastity.
Seeing her godmother's alluring and wanton demeanor, An'er realized it was nothing like the reserved and demure godmother she knew. She kissed her seductive red lips again, tightly embracing her, and after taking a deep breath, thrust her thick, long penis forcefully into Bai Lingsu's alluring opening, releasing her pent-up desire, enjoying her godmother's seductive and wanton energy, admiring her radiant beauty, indulging in endless, unrestrained pleasure.
The liquid dripping from their bodies contained not only Bai Lingsu's private nectar and blood, but also the sweat from their labor and the saliva that involuntarily dripped from their lips, soaking the sheets and flowing onto the floor, shimmering eerily in the moonlight streaming into the room.
Suddenly, Bai Lingsu's slender and shapely body arched back against An'er, her ample breasts trembling violently. A series of intense, irregular spasms ran through her body, her head shaking rapidly, and she cried out ecstatically, "Ah...ah...
so good...I'm going to...um...I'm going to cum..."
An'er felt a series of intense spasms around his penis, as if trying to squeeze him dry. An unprecedented pleasure surged through his brain, and he ejaculated his first semen into the depths of his beloved godmother's vagina, the evidence of his transformation from boy to man. He began to press weakly against Bai Lingsu, his penis swelling intermittently, each time releasing hot fluid into Bai Lingsu's uterus.
Bai Lingsu had no intention of stopping An'er from ejaculating inside her to avoid pregnancy. The waves of semen brought her to the peak of orgasm time and time again, her soul feeling as if it had been torn into countless pieces, merging into the blazing sun, no longer distinguishable from itself.
After reaching her climax, Bai Lingsu, the "Saintess of a Hundred Flowers," was completely limp, her skin flushed a rosy red. Her soft, warm body was tightly joined with An'er's, her blush still lingering, her beautiful, tightly closed eyes trembling. An'er looked down at his godmother in his arms, feeling immense satisfaction. He had finally brought pleasure to his godmother, who had been in pain. He didn't rush to withdraw his penis, but gently kissed his godmother, his hands roaming over her soft, white flesh, kneading and caressing her with abandon.
Bai Lingsu felt a pleasure she had never experienced since birth spread throughout her body. She didn't feel An'er's advances at all, simply lying quietly and obediently in An'er's arms, moaning softly, her lips curved in a blissful smile, savoring the lingering pleasure of her orgasm.

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