Aladdin and the Magic Lamp

The sorcerer led Aladdin to a ruin deep in the desert. The sorcerer walked to a crumbling wall, examined it carefully for a while, then took out a piece of frankincense from his robes. He then had Aladdin gather a small pile of dry branches, light them, and tossed the frankincense into the fire, chanting a spell over the rising smoke. Aladdin couldn't understand a word he was saying. Suddenly, the earth, shrouded in thick smoke, trembled violently, followed by a deafening roar, and the ground split open.
Aladdin, terrified by the tremor and the loud noise, turned to run, but was immediately knocked to the ground by the sorcerer's wand. "Aladdin, obediently go inside and retrieve what I want. I will make your whole family very rich, and you'll never have to live that miserable life again." The sorcerer looked at Aladdin, who was slowly getting up, and took a ring from his hand, handing it to him: "Wear this. Rub it when you need to. It will protect you." Aladdin took the ring, half-believing, half-doubting, and put it on his finger. When the thick smoke cleared, he saw a large stone slab with a pull ring on it. "Sorcerer, what do you want me to do?" "Say your parents' names, then pull the slab." The sorcerer looked at him solemnly. Aladdin did as the sorcerer instructed, saying his parents' names as he pulled the slab open. A dark opening appeared before them. Long steps led from the opening into the darkness. "Go down, my child. Remember, keep going in, and at the end there is a lamp. Take it. And remember, you must not touch anything except the lamp, or you will never return. Remember my words!" Aladdin nodded and carefully descended the steps, entering the cave. When he felt himself stepping onto solid ground, all around him suddenly became brightly lit. After his eyes adjusted to the light, he found himself standing in a spacious hall. Scattered everywhere in the hall were glittering treasures and dazzling diamonds, agates, and emeralds. Aladdin's heart pounded. He knew that if he could just take some of the treasure with him, he would no longer live in poverty. But he remembered the magician's words and slowly walked deeper into the hall.
At the far end of the hall appeared a small door. Aladdin opened the door as instructed, as if opening an entrance, and went inside. In the middle of the room stood a table with a solitary, dilapidated lamp on it. Besides that, there was nothing else in the room. Aladdin picked up the lamp from the table, intending to put it in his pocket, when he noticed some dust on it. He reached out and gently wiped the dust away. Suddenly, the lamp emitted a blinding light, and Aladdin quickly closed his eyes. "Are you summoning me?" A faint voice echoed in the room, and a blurry figure floated silently in the air before Aladdin. "Who are you?" Aladdin, trembling with fear, stared at the figure. "I am the genie. I have waited here for three thousand years, and finally, I have awaited your arrival. I will serve you faithfully and grant you three wishes, as long as you possess this lamp in your hand," the thing replied excitedly. "Really? You can grant me any wish, no matter what it is?" Aladdin was surprised by the lamp's magic and gripped it even tighter. "Of course, I am the great genie, don't imagine me as some lowly deity." "A lowly deity?" Aladdin had never heard of deities being ranked before. Since he could make three wishes, Aladdin decided to make his wish first and then hand the lamp to the magician. He lowered his head and thought for a long time, then asked uncertainly, "Whatever the wish is?" "Of course." The answer was certain and irrefutable. "Oh, I want to see what you look like. I hope you are a beautiful young woman." Aladdin's head was spinning. You see, our poor Aladdin had never seen a beautiful woman before; he could only imagine the faces hidden behind thick veils. "I will grant your wish." The mass slowly grew larger, gradually enveloping the entire room. A delicate and exquisite figure appeared in the room.
Aladdin rubbed his eyes. Standing before him was a beautiful young woman: a delicate face, a fair neck, snow-white shoulders, and arms like lotus roots. Her high breasts were tightly wrapped in a small top, two small protrusions appearing on her chest. Her smooth abdomen was exposed to the air, and a pair of tight trousers covered her full, jade-like buttocks, her small, jade-like feet bare. Unconsciously, saliva dripped from the corner of Aladdin's mouth. He forgot about the magician waiting outside. The young woman before him completely occupied his mind. "Beautiful goddess, I now make my second wish: I wish you could always remain like this." "Although your wish is a bit strange, I will still grant it." The young woman smiled sweetly, like a flower blooming in spring, so charming, her large eyes looking at the dumbfounded Aladdin before her. She was now guessing what the handsome young man's third wish would be. The people the genie had encountered before never made such wishes; their wishes were always simple: wealth, power, and beauty. So the genie easily dismissed them. But this ordinary young man's first two wishes were so simple that she felt a little sorry for him. She
didn't know why, but this young man gave her a strange feeling; he felt so unusual, creating a desire to be close to him. She wanted to help him, but felt powerless. Because, according to custom, after making three wishes, he had to leave. She could only wait to grant his last wish.
Aladdin asked softly, "My name is Aladdin. Before I make my third wish, can you tell me your name?" "I'm sorry, I don't have a name," the genie replied somewhat sadly. No one had ever asked her this question before. Everyone who received a magic lamp was eager to get everything they could, and no one had ever asked her name. "Is that so? Then I will now make my third wish. I want to name you Fennell. Can you grant me this wish?" Aladdin calmly asked the genie for his opinion. He did not regret making his three wishes so easily. Although he was tired of his impoverished life, he was willing to create a better tomorrow with his own hands. More importantly, he did not believe that happiness would fall from the sky. For some reason, he felt a little sorry for the girl before him, who did not have a name of her own. "Ah..." The genie was stunned and speechless. This boy before her was too unexpected. His third wish was to give her a nice name. The genie groaned inwardly. Tens of thousands of years ago, she despised those greedy faces and swore that whoever gave her a name would become her one and only, permanent master. Now it was time for her to fulfill her vow. "What, you are not willing to grant me this wish?" Aladdin had not received a definite answer from the genie. “Fennell? Is that the name my master gave me? That's wonderful, I love this name.” The genie had come to her senses; she decided to fulfill her vow. She nodded excitedly, cheering like a little girl. “Fennell, you have now granted my three wishes. Thank you so much.” Aladdin, unaware of how significant his action was to the genie, was about to reveal the truth. “I was entrusted to retrieve the lamp. In a moment, I will deliver it to the magician waiting outside, as I promised him.”
The genie (oh, now she should be called Fernail) stopped abruptly, a profound disappointment she had never felt before washing over her. She had fallen in love with her new master; it wasn't just a matter of vows anymore. "No! I can't lose this new master. But I can't disobey his orders. Is this the end of the time I've been waiting for? No, I must find a way, but what way? Ah, that's it, I'll use that method. I hope I won't fail." With that thought, Fernail made up her mind. She struggled to control her excitement and asked Aladdin in a calm tone, "Master, do you think I'm beautiful?" Aladdin was taken aback, then answered without hesitation, "Fernail, you are very beautiful. I believe there is no one more beautiful than you in the world. But I have my principles, I must..." Before he could finish, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and soft red lips silenced his words. A hot, soft body rushed into his arms. Aladdin quickly reached out to push Fernail away, but the touch was unusually soft and delicate. He was momentarily stunned, then lost in the exquisite, passionate kiss of Fernail. Aladdin had been in this world for 19 years, but he had never been so intimate with a girl. His hands encircled Fernail's slender waist, and he kissed her sweet red lips passionately. Fernail was also lost; she had never been so intimate with anyone. "So this is what kissing feels like," she murmured, her arms tightly wrapped around Aladdin's neck, greedily savoring the exquisite sensation.
Aladdin's hands slid down Fernail's waist, caressing her full, jade-like buttocks with irresistible tenderness, and he slowly slipped one hand inside her trousers, directly caressing her smooth buttocks. An unbearable itch spread from her buttocks throughout her body, and Fernail writhed in agony. She hadn't expected the body she had conjured to be so sensitive; she trembled all over, releasing Aladdin's neck and caressing his well-built body, heavy breathing escaping from her slightly upturned nose. Aladdin reluctantly released Fernail's red lips, his hands frantically tugging at her clothes, eager to see her beautiful and alluring body. Fernail grabbed his hands, giggling as she pulled him out of the room.
The outer hall transformed into a spacious bedroom, a magnificent bed surrounded by draped curtains. Aladdin immediately understood the girl's intention. He effortlessly lifted her up and carried her to the bed. As he carefully examined the girl's beautiful face, he quickly stripped off his own clothes, tossing them aside. His face flushed, his eyes burning with boundless lust. He sat beside the girl, carefully unbuttoning her small blouse. As the last button was undone, a pair of snow-white, high breasts were freed and trembled before Aladdin's eyes. He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and took one of the red cherries into his mouth, savoring it slowly, his nimble tongue swirling around the small nipple. He could clearly feel the little cherry slowly hardening. One hand barely grasped the other breast, while the other roamed over Fennell's lower abdomen. The girl's snow-white skin slowly turned red; her eyes were tightly closed, her small mouth slightly open, occasionally emitting alluring moans. Her two slender legs were tightly pressed together, her thighs rubbing against each other vigorously. Fennell felt a trickle of fluid slowly flowing from between her tightly closed labia, a tingling sensation deep within her peach blossom cave, as if her body had suddenly become incredibly empty.
With the girl's silent cooperation, Aladdin used one hand to remove the last piece of clothing covering her body. He looked down and saw a patch of golden, curly down forming an inverted triangle at the base of her snow-white abdomen. He felt his penis become incredibly hard, the veins on it contracting powerfully, making his already impressive penis even thicker. He turned his body, bringing his head close to the girl's inner thighs, carefully observing the beautiful sight he had never seen before. Hidden beneath golden down, two thin labia were pressed tightly together, a tiny bud peeking out from the tip. A thin, pink slit was slowly oozing a glistening liquid. Aladdin spread the girl's legs wide, exposing her round anus, hidden between her buttocks, to the air. It twitched slightly in protest, seemingly unwilling. Aladdin was captivated by the sight before him, a surge of heat rushing to his head. Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and slowly licked her labia with his nimble tongue, his fingers curiously caressing the beautiful anus.
Furnel felt weak all over, letting her legs be spread and lifted, a wave of pleasure surging through her labia and anus. She slightly opened her eyes and saw Aladdin's erect, thick penis swaying before her. Uncontrollably, she opened her red lips and welcomed the penis into her mouth. A distinctly masculine scent emanated from the jade pillar, stimulating both Fennell's sense of smell and her brain. Her soft tongue gently licked and sucked the tip, greedily consuming the fluid secreted from its small opening. A dizzying wave of pleasure suddenly swept over Fennell's entire body from her clitoris, causing her vaginal walls to convulse uncontrollably, gushing out large amounts of fluid that splattered onto Aladdin's face.
"Master, hurry, hurry!!" Fennell spat out the jade pillar, urgently pleading with Aladdin to possess her. The young Aladdin, also overwhelmed by the pleasure emanating from the jade pillar, desperately wanted to release. Hearing Fennell's call, he quickly turned around, the jade pillar thrusting wildly between Fennell's legs. Fennell gently guided Aladdin to the opening between her swollen labia, then closed her eyes, awaiting the penetration of her master's jade pillar. Aladdin's jade pillar finally sank into a fiery crevice. He concentrated all his strength in his groin and thrust forward forcefully. Lubricated by the flowing love fluid, the jade pillar broke through a thin barrier and plunged deep into Fennell's body.
"Ah..." Both of them cried out at the same time. The difference was that Aladdin felt his jade pillar being enveloped by a soft, fiery flesh. The flesh walls twitched and contracted continuously, trying to expel the intruder, but to no avail, instead giving Aladdin unprecedented pleasure. For Fennell, however, the cry was one of pain. Although she was a goddess, her body faithfully transmitted every sensation to her mind. The moment the jade pillar broke through the barrier, she felt her body being torn in two by that weapon. The bloating fullness and the tearing pain made her feel as if she had suddenly fallen into hell. She writhed in agony, as if all her strength had vanished. Her hands instinctively clung to Aladdin's waist, preventing him from entering her again. Aladdin looked down in surprise, wondering why she wouldn't let him continue enjoying that unparalleled pleasure. But he saw Fernail's tightly closed eyes, two glistening tears, and her pale face.
"Fernail, what's wrong?" Aladdin had already considered the woman beneath him his life partner, and he desperately wanted to know why Fernail was like this. "It hurts… I feel like you've torn me in two," Fernail whispered under Aladdin's anxious questioning. "Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry. I… I'll take it out now!" Aladdin understood and tried to withdraw from Fernail's body, but as soon as he moved, he saw Fernail's face contort in pain, and he immediately froze. He tenderly kissed Fernail's lips, eyes, forehead, and cheeks, hoping to ease the girl's pain. After an unknown amount of time, Fernail let out a strange groan, startling Aladdin. "I didn't move, did I accidentally hurt her again?" Aladdin thought with some self-reproach. "Master, I'm so itchy, could you move a little?" The pain in her lower body gradually subsided, replaced by a soft, tingling sensation; she hoped her master could relieve the extreme emptiness within her body. Aladdin didn't speak; he carefully and gently pushed his slightly softened penis into Fernail's body.
"Ah...so comfortable. Master, can you go faster? I can't take it anymore..." Fernail cried out loudly, clamping her legs around Aladdin's waist and thrusting her lower body to meet his weapon. Aladdin's jade pillar was once again squeezed by the flesh walls, and he gasped in pleasure. Fernail's cries were like divine intervention to him. His jade pillar quickly regained its strength in her vagina. Aladdin took a deep breath, calmed his excited emotions, and hugged Fernail's plump buttocks, thrusting his jade pillar forcefully. With Aladdin's efforts, Fernail soon let out sweet moans. Her face was flushed, her small mouth was slightly open, and her large eyes were closed in great enjoyment. Her long hair was scattered on the ground with the swaying of her body. Her full breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, and her two pink nipples stood proudly on her snow-white peaks. With the help of her legs, her smooth abdomen was pressed tightly against Aladdin's body.
Under the lamplight, two snow-white bodies were tightly intertwined on the bed. The sounds of flesh colliding, slapping, slapping, Aladdin's panting, and Fernail's moans drifted from behind the low-hanging curtains. Under Aladdin's relentless thrusting, Fernail had reached the peak of ecstasy countless times. A large amount of fluid flowed from her vagina, forming a large puddle on the bed. She had exhausted all her strength; she lay limp on the wide bed, her body unable to meet Aladdin's powerful thrusts any longer. "Master, you're too amazing. I can't take it anymore..." Fernail felt her fluids had run dry, the pleasure in her vagina slowly waning, the walls of her vagina beginning to swell and redden from the constant friction. Aladdin, engrossed in his work, heard Fernail's words and dejectedly withdrew his still-erect penis. He rolled over on the bed in despair. He didn't know why, but the intense pleasure made him feel like he wanted to release something from his body, but he could never seem to reach that final climax.
Fennell was filled with guilt. Although she was experiencing pleasure she had never felt before, her master was not. Unwilling to disappoint him, she sat up, her exhausted body moving towards his crotch, intending to make him climax with her mouth. Aladdin, troubled, felt that ecstatic pleasure return to his lower body. He looked up and saw Fennell diligently taking the thick jade pillar as deep as possible into her mouth. He looked away, but was drawn to Fennell's high, protruding buttocks. Her pink chrysanthemum opened slightly, then quickly shrank back into a small opening. Aladdin was excited again. He sat up abruptly, pulling her beautiful buttocks close to his eyes, and slowly inserted a finger covered in fluid into her beautiful chrysanthemum.
"Master~~" Fennell's rear was attacked. She quickly spat out the wet jade pillar in her mouth, trying to stop her master, but she stopped. There was no pain in her rear, only a feeling of fullness. "Fine, if Master wants to penetrate, let him, as long as he's satisfied." With that thought, Fennell arched her snowy buttocks high, making it easier for Aladdin to move. Aladdin knelt behind Fennell, placing his jade pillar against her slightly open anus, slowly but firmly inserting it deep into her.
Fennell was once again enveloped by the tearing sensation, but she gritted her teeth and persevered. She didn't want to disappoint her master; it was her responsibility. Aladdin felt his jade pillar being enveloped even tighter by the fleshy walls. Using the fluid clinging to his pillar, he finally penetrated completely deep into Fennell's rear. He said to Fennell somewhat apologetically, "Fennell, can you bear with it a little longer? I want to enjoy that blissful pleasure." Fennell didn't speak, only gritting her teeth and thrusting her buttocks back. Aladdin thrust his jade pillar rapidly, the lingering pleasure awakening once more. Watching that beautiful chrysanthemum being pulled out and then retracted with each thrust, Aladdin felt a surge of intense conquest. The combined physical and psychological stimulation heightened his sensitivity. Waves of pleasure washed over him, rapidly building in his mind. He felt his heart pounding faster and faster, the pleasure growing stronger. A wave of tingling heat swept from his lower abdomen throughout his body, and a gush of hot semen erupted from the tip of his penis, spraying deep into Fernail's anus.
The two collapsed onto the bed, Aladdin pulling Fernail's body into his arms. Fernail leaned weakly against Aladdin's chest, white semen slowly flowing from her swollen anus. Fernail gazed adoringly at her tired master's handsome face, pressing her rosy lips to Aladdin's ear: "Master, do you know? Now I belong only to you, because of my past vow, and even more so because of your kindness." A blush crept across her face. "And now, you've conquered me in bed. So now you are my only master." Aladdin turned and kissed Fernail's cheek, closing his eyes with some worry as he asked, "Is it true? I don't want you to leave my side at all. But what about that magician outside? I promised him." Fernail smiled, picking up a lamp from beside her and showing it to Aladdin: "Master, give this lamp to him. Anyway, I'm no longer bound by my vow. Now I can completely leave this lamp and stay by your side forever." Aladdin took the lamp, examining it carefully in his hand, determined to be selfish for once.
"Master, where did you get this ring on your hand?" Fernail suddenly asked. “Oh, you mean this? The magician gave it to me, saying it could help me.” Aladdin held the ring up to Fernail's face and explained. “Great! I have company!” Fernail said excitedly. “Hmm? You mean…” Aladdin understood her meaning. “That’s right, Master. There’s a deity inside the ring too. But she’s far less powerful than me, though she’ll be a good companion.” Fernail explained with a smile. “But now, let’s send him to deliver the lamp to the magician; he’s probably frantic.” With that, Fernail waved her hand, and a person who looked exactly like Aladdin appeared before them. The person respectfully accepted the lamp and turned to walk out of the cave.
“Fernail, who is that?” Aladdin looked in surprise at the person disappearing into the darkness. “That’s one of my servants. I transformed him into your likeness. Don’t worry, he’ll get things done.” Fernail gently pressed her face against Aladdin’s. “When are we leaving here?” Aladdin missed his mother at home. “Wait a moment, we’ll leave after that magician goes. Now, let me see the deity in the ring with my master. I think she must be very beautiful.” Fernail said, stroking Aladdin’s still somewhat hard penis. “Hmm, alright!” Aladdin agreed, rubbing the ring and then pulling the soft body beside him into his arms. A wisp of smoke slowly appeared, and a clear voice rang out in the cave: “Master, I am awaiting your orders.”
The next afternoon, Aladdin returned home with a beautiful girl. “Aladdin, my child, you’re finally back! I’ve been so worried about you. Are you hungry? I’ll go get you something to eat right away.” Aladdin’s mother greeted him. “Mother, everything is fine, don’t worry. And I’m not hungry at all.” Aladdin plopped down on the rickety stool, Fernail standing quietly beside him, her face veiled. “Aladdin, what exactly did you do this time? And who is that beautiful girl beside you? Where did she come from?” His mother brought over a small stool and sat down in front of her son. “Mom, this time when I went out, it was like this…” Aladdin didn’t want to lie to his mother, so he told her everything that had happened, only omitting some of the more scandalous details. “What? That magician asked you to fetch a magic lamp for him? And this girl is the genie? Good heavens! I really can’t believe what you’re saying.” The poor mother couldn’t believe that everything her son had told her was true. Aladdin didn’t know how to convince his mother, and he fell silent.
“My master, it’s unbelievable that you and your mother live in such a place. I have a house outside the city. I suggest you and your mother move in there now, is that alright?” Fernail knew only facts could prove her master’s words true. Aladdin looked at Fernail’s large, watery eyes with bewilderment. Fernail nodded gently. Aladdin knew she wasn’t joking, so he stood up and earnestly urged his mother to go see it with him. His mother hesitated before agreeing. As soon as they stepped outside the city, a group of people carrying two very luxurious sedan chairs quickly approached them. The leading burly man stepped forward, bowed, placed his hand on his chest, and respectfully said to Aladdin, “My master, I have been ordered to escort you and your mother to your palace. Please get into the sedan chairs.”
Two young and beautiful girls went over and helped Aladdin’s mother into one sedan chair. Aladdin, however, was pulled into the other sedan chair by Fernail. The sedan chairs were very spacious inside. Aladdin had barely sat down when Fernail nestled into his arms. She removed her veil, looked up at the still bewildered Aladdin with a charming smile, and said, “My master, this is the place I specially prepared for you. Rest assured, I will ensure you live a carefree life.” Aladdin, realizing what was happening, embraced Fernail's soft body, one hand cupping her ample breasts and gently caressing them. “Fernail… I truly don’t know what to say. I only wish to live with you forever.” “Yes, I am willing to stay by my master’s side forever. I will only leave when my master tires of me.” Fernail’s words warmed Aladdin’s heart. He lowered his head and kissed her rosy lips, demonstrating his love through his actions. The palanquin landed smoothly on the ground. Fernail accompanied Aladdin as they stepped down. Before them appeared a magnificent, golden palace. A dozen burly men, their hands on their curved swords, stood ramrod straight on either side of the wide doorway. Seeing Aladdin approach, they all bowed respectfully to him.
Aladdin and his mother were stunned as they stepped through the door. A spacious, bright hall stretched out from the entrance, a red carpet leading to the front. Ten beautiful girls, around seventeen or eighteen years old, stood in two rows on either side of the carpet. A richly dressed girl approached and said respectfully to Aladdin, “My master, welcome. I am your steward. There are forty-six maids, twenty servants, and fifty guards here. Now, please promise me you will take your mother to her room.” Aladdin's mother, led by two maids, crossed the hall and disappeared at the end of the corridor. “Master, please follow me…” Led by the beautiful steward, Aladdin and his mother walked through the hall and turned a corner. Aladdin's vision suddenly opened up: in the center of a large pool made of white marble stood a statue of a naked beauty, a water jug resting on her shoulder, from which spring water flowed continuously, splashing onto the clear, bottomless surface. Four maids stood silently by the pool, awaiting his summons. "Master, please bathe here now. I will have food prepared for you. Please enjoy yourself here," the steward said before leaving. The four maids approached; two carefully undressed Aladdin, while the other two went to attend to Fernal.
Fernal, naked, slowly waded into the waist-deep water, splashing water on her chest with her hands, and sat comfortably by the pool, enjoying this novel experience she had never had before. The two maids attending her also undressed and quietly approached Fernal. Aladdin was then led directly into the water by the two now completely naked maids. He was seated opposite Fernail, and could clearly see her beautiful breasts and the soft downy hair beneath the water. A maid took a snow-white cloth, dampened it, and carefully wiped Aladdin's body, while another maid rubbed her full breasts against his back from behind. Aladdin comfortably closed his eyes, enjoying the wonderful feeling of being superior. His body was quickly dried, and the maid gently helped him to lie down on the wide edge of the pool. A soft moan came from Fernail's side. Aladdin glanced over, and the sight before him aroused his genitals: Fernail lay there like him. A maid gently caressed her snow-white breasts; one nipple disappeared into the maid's cherry-like mouth, while the other pink nipple slowly hardened under the maid's nimble fingers, proudly erect atop her breast. Her snow-white legs were spread apart and placed on the shoulders of another maid, whose head was buried between her legs, swaying back and forth. As the two maids moved, a vibrant red flush spread across Furnel's snow-white body. She writhed and moaned in pleasure.
The two maids beside Aladdin began by licking his neck and toes, their tongues slowly working together. The ticklish, tingling sensations made Aladdin moan with pleasure. Pink tongues glided across his skin, raising goosebumps wherever they touched. Their tongues finally met on his limp penis, one mouth enveloping it, cleaning it meticulously, while the other licked the two mounds hanging between his legs. After confirming it was clean, Aladdin was turned over and made to lie face down, the two tongues then meticulously cleaning his back. When the tongue slid across his anus, Aladdin shuddered in pleasure. After Aladdin's entire body was cleaned, one of the maids placed one of her nipples into his slightly open mouth, while simultaneously turning to the side and sucking on the two small protrusions on his chest in turn. Aladdin had never experienced such caresses before; an excruciating itch shot from his chest into his mind. He couldn't express the feeling in words, only able to continuously tease and suck on the red cherry in his mouth with his tongue. At this moment, another wave of pleasure surged up from his lower body. His penis entered a warm place, the round glans skillfully enveloped by a small tongue, the tongue tracing every part of the glans.
Aladdin's penis rapidly grew larger in the maid's mouth, and the maid's small mouth gradually could no longer fully contain the thick penis as before, only holding the glans in her mouth, trying her best to serve her master with her tongue, swallowing every drop of lubricant flowing from the small opening of the glans. Aladdin's breathing grew heavier and heavier; he felt he was on the verge of collapse. His legs encircled the maid's head, and his hands grabbed the breasts in front of him, kneading them hard. "Ah..." Just as Aladdin was desperately trying to endure the pleasure, Furnel's whole body convulsed, and the two red cherries on her chest hardened and protruded under the maid's combined use of hands and mouth. The maid's tongue swirled around her delicate clitoris, sending waves of pleasure deep into Fernail's heart. A finger gently caressed and pressed her round anus. All her sensitive areas were being caressed simultaneously, and streams of white fluid flowed from her vagina, slowly trickling down the crevice between her snowy buttocks and onto her anus. The itching deep within her vagina grew stronger, and Fernail felt an extreme emptiness; she longed for her body to be penetrated by a hot, hard penis. She longed for her body to be filled. "My master, I need you. Please give me pleasure..." Fernail pleaded desperately. Aladdin heard her cry. He pushed aside the maids serving him, and, dripping wet, walked towards the beautiful body, his penis erect and proud before everyone.
The two maids quickly released Fernail and stepped aside, heads bowed. Fernail opened her arms to welcome Aladdin. Her eyes burned with lust, her legs spread wide, revealing her wet garden to Aladdin. After savoring the alluring red lips of Fernail, Aladdin lifted her legs and slowly inserted his erect penis into her alluring opening. Both of them let out a groan of pleasure.
The entry of his penis filled Fernail with immense fullness; the thick, long penis rubbed against her clitoris, each contact causing her to tremble involuntarily. "Master, harder. Fernail needs you, Master," she whispered, her arms tightly wrapped around Aladdin's neck, her legs entwined around his waist, thrusting her abdomen forward to facilitate the entry and exit of that thing that drove her mad. The wet passage fully lubricated Aladdin's "weapon," and he thrust forcefully into Fernail's snowy buttocks, his penis enveloped by the warm flesh, gently squeezing and sucking. Aladdin now had only one thought in his mind: to use all his strength to insert his penis into the deepest part of that cave. Several times, Aladdin clearly felt his penis break through a tight barrier and enter another place. What excited him even more was that every time he did that, Furnel beneath him would let out excited screams, and her writhing body would bring Aladdin even more pleasure.
The most primal and simple piston-like motion brought the most intense pleasure; the sounds of flesh colliding, Aladdin's panting, and Furnel's moans blended into a beautiful symphony in the bathroom. Four maids, their faces flushed, stood to one side, their eyes glued to their master, who was descending into madness. Their hands unconsciously moved towards their breasts and genitals. "Get out, all of you. I'll come back later and show you how to be dutiful servants," a deliberately lowered voice whispered in their ears. Suddenly, the beautiful housekeeper appeared beside them. The four maids quickly bowed and retreated. After the maids disappeared outside, the housekeeper slowly removed her clothes, revealing a beautiful body. She came behind Aladdin, knelt on the floor, and lowered her head to wipe the beads of sweat from his back with her tongue.
"Zhuzhu. You've come." Aladdin stopped moving and turned to look at the beautiful young woman. "Yes, Master. I've come to serve you." Zhuzhu raised her head, her flowing hair cascading over her fair shoulders. “Pearl, being the master’s woman is better than staying inside the ring all the time…” Fernail stopped moaning and teased the girl behind Aladdin. “Sister, please don’t laugh at me.” A blush rose on Pearl’s pretty face. She parted Aladdin’s buttocks and buried her head in him… “Ah…” Aladdin cried out, thrusting his buttocks forward, hoping to get rid of that nimble tongue, but forgetting that his penis was still inside Fernail’s body. “Hmm…” Fernail groaned, suddenly raising her head, her eyes glazed as she looked at Aladdin.
Under the dual stimulation of the tongue and vagina, Aladdin suddenly became incredibly vigorous. He seemed tireless, moving his body, his thick penis rapidly entering and exiting Fernail’s body. Fernail’s moans grew louder and louder. She had forgotten everything; only the penis that brought her boundless pleasure remained in her mind. She had reached the peak of ecstasy countless times, and her whole body was completely exhausted. Her vagina was already very wet, and streams of fluid gushed from her flower-like opening, soaking her crotch and covering Aladdin's lower abdomen. Aladdin let out a low growl, his penis thrusting quickly and powerfully deep into Fernail's flower, the shaft rhythmically throbbing within, ejaculating streams of semen. Under the powerful impact of the semen, Fernail groaned loudly and spurted out her own vaginal fluids. Aladdin lay on the table, covered in sweat, contentedly embracing the limp Fernail beside him. Fernail looked at him affectionately, slowly closing her eyes and offering her red lips. Zhuzhu summoned a maid, who helped Fernail into the pool to wash her body. She then knelt between Aladdin's legs, taking his semen-covered penis into her mouth, carefully cleaning every inch with her tongue. Aladdin's slightly limp penis slowly hardened again under her attentive care. Feeling the head of his penis suddenly push against her throat, Zhuzhu quickly spat it out, coughing as she did so.
Aladdin was enjoying her services when he heard her cough. Heartbroken, he pulled Zhuzhu into his arms and kissed her red lips. Zhuzhu obediently embraced her master's strong body, offering her small tongue for Aladdin to savor. A snow-white leg wrapped around Aladdin's waist, her body swaying gently, her soft vulva pressed tightly against his leg. Aladdin's hand slid from Zhuzhu's smooth spine to her firm buttocks, one finger pressing against her round anus, gently exploring the depths of her petals. When one of Aladdin's fingers entered her tightly closed anus, Zhuzhu's body began to twist gently. Her hand grasped Aladdin's fully erect penis, while she arched her hips, trying to insert it into her wet vagina. "Zhuzhu, I want to enter your body from behind," Aladdin said, releasing the tongue that had given him such a lingering pleasure. As Zhuzhu lay on the edge of the pool, her buttocks raised high, Aladdin's penis, without hesitation, parted her thin labia and plunged deeply into her body… “Master, you are truly amazing. Neither Zhuzhu nor I can match you.” A satisfied smile appeared on Fennell's charming face, her fingers tracing circles on Aladdin's chest. Aladdin leaned against a maid's chest, watching the languid Fennell and Zhuzhu, whose buttocks were still slightly raised and whose lower body was a mess, lying there motionless. The man's sense of conquest and vanity were greatly satisfied. “I am content to have the two of you by my side in this life.” Aladdin tenderly stroked Fennell's hair.
“No, Master. You must marry a noble woman as your wife.” Fennell looked up at her master. “I have already found a wife for you. She is the king's daughter. Only she is worthy of you.” “What? You don't want to be with me?” Aladdin withdrew his hand unhappily. “Of course not, we will stay with you, but we cannot have children. So you must find an ordinary woman to continue your family business. Especially now that you have such a large fortune.” Fernail pressed her face against Aladdin's, stating a reason Aladdin couldn't avoid. “Alright!! I'll consider it later. But not now.” Aladdin hesitated for a long time before reluctantly agreeing. “Not now? Then what are you considering now?” Fernail breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Aladdin didn't object to this, she could handle everything else perfectly. “What I'm considering now is…” Aladdin paused, a smile flashing across his face. “What I'm considering now is whose little ass to taste first.” Before he finished speaking, Aladdin pounced on Fernail, lifted her snowy buttocks, pressed his penis against the anus between her buttocks, and forcefully thrust it in…
News of Aladdin's overnight wealth spread quickly, and everyone was talking about it. Some families with daughters of marriageable age tried every means to find someone to propose to Aladdin. But their efforts all failed, because every maid in Aladdin's palace was a rare beauty. Even the matchmakers were too embarrassed to mention matchmaking anymore. Although Aladdin was now well-off, he hadn't forgotten the poor who still struggled. He frequently helped them and took in many homeless people. Gradually, his good reputation spread far and wide; he became a savior of the poor and the prince charming of countless young women. Finally, the news reached the king's palace, but the situation was different.
"Your Majesty," the weasel-faced prime minister stepped forward, "according to my intelligence, Aladdin, after becoming rich, has been buying people's hearts everywhere. Now many people only know Aladdin, but not the king. Your Majesty should take immediate action against him." His words were immediately echoed by the other officials. "Is that so?" The obese king turned slightly. Although he was fat, he was not a foolish king. "As far as I know, he hasn't done anything illegal. Prime Minister, aren't you overthinking things?" "Your Majesty..." The prime minister wanted to say something, but the king waved his hand, signaling him to shut up. The prime minister reluctantly shut his mouth. "Now I have something I need you to do." The king looked sternly at his prime minister. "My precious Princess Soya is 18 years old this year, the age for marriage. I plan to choose a husband for her from across the country, and I entrust this matter to you. You must let the whole country know about this within a month." "I will certainly obey your orders. Also, my son has just turned 20 this year, may he participate?" The prime minister suddenly realized that a bright future had appeared before him. If the princess married his son, he would become a member of the royal family. He decided that he must seize this opportunity, and whoever dared to disrupt his plans, he would make them disappear from the world.
Ten days later, the news of the princess choosing a husband reached Aladdin's location. "Zhuzhu, push harder. You're doing a great job, I feel very comfortable." Aladdin slowly savored the various delicacies on the table in front of him. Zhuzhu crawled under the table, unzipped Aladdin's pants, and took the penis in front of her into her mouth, wholeheartedly performing oral sex on Aladdin. "Master, it's time for milk." Fennell gently walked to Aladdin's side. "Fennell, didn't I tell you? I can drink goat's milk, there's no need for human milk." Aladdin looked at Fennell somewhat unhappily. "Master, they did it voluntarily. They said it was to repay your kindness. If you hadn't taken them in, they might have starved to death by now." Fennell quickly explained.
Aladdin sighed. Since moving in here, his life had completely changed. He no longer had to worry about making a living. He had endless delicious food, beautiful women everywhere, and money to spare. Fernail even carefully selected several young women who were breastfeeding from among the women she had taken in, providing them with their milk specifically for Aladdin. Aladdin protested several times, but Fernail insisted that her master's health was paramount, leaving him no choice but to comply. Looking at the five young women standing before him, Aladdin couldn't help but sigh again.
The women stood neatly in a row, and at Fernail's signal, they unbuttoned their tops, revealing ten heavy breasts. Their eyes were fixed on Aladdin, awaiting his choice. Aladdin patted Pearl's head, and after she spat out his penis, he straightened his trousers slightly and turned away. The sight of ten snow-white breasts before him made Aladdin dizzy. He closed his eyes. "The third one," he said. Hearing her master call her name, the young woman standing third brightened. She instinctively puffed out her chest and walked to Aladdin amidst the envious gazes of her four companions. She bent down, cupped her breasts in her hands, and placed a pink nipple into Aladdin's slightly open mouth. Aladdin took the nipple in his mouth and gently sucked, feeling a stream of fragrant milk flow into his mouth.
The young woman trembled as Aladdin suckled. She released her other breast, wrapped her arms around Aladdin's head, and anxiously awaited his next suckle. The thought of her breasts being suckled by her most noble master filled her with trembling. With each sip of milk, an immense sense of pride welled up within her. She remembered how, if her master hadn't taken her in, she and her newborn child might have starved to death. Her generous master had sheltered many homeless people on the verge of death. Now that they lived a life free from want, they thought about how to repay their master's life-saving grace. Some of the more attractive young women hoped to offer their bodies in gratitude, but seeing that all the maids surrounding their master were stunning beauties, they had to abandon that idea. When they learned that their master needed fresh breast milk, at least dozens of young women who were breastfeeding competed for the meager five spots.
To gain this opportunity to repay her master's kindness, on the morning of the selection, she steeled herself and let her baby go hungry, displaying her two swollen breasts full of milk before a maid, thus securing a precious spot. This made the young women who had fed their children first that morning regret their mistake. To make up for their error, they volunteered to breastfeed the five lucky children so that they could have enough milk for their master.
"Ah... Master, it feels so good to suckle. I can feel my crotch getting wet," a young woman thought as she put another nipple into her master's mouth. Just the fact that her master had chosen her first was enough to make her the envy of others. Aladdin quickly sipped all the milk from the young woman's breasts. She glanced at him apologetically, picked up a snow-white towel, and wiped her pink nipples before walking towards her companions. As she stood beside them, another young woman, summoned by her master, happily approached him… “By the way, Master. The King is currently selecting a husband for the princess throughout the country. Master, please set off for the capital in a couple of days to bring the princess back.” After the five young women left, Fernail unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her two snow-white breasts to Aladdin, and told him this news. “I know. I promised you, and I will keep my word. Someone, clear the table; I'm full.” Aladdin grasped Fernail's breasts. Several maids quickly removed the food from the table; they were used to their master's habits and ignored everything he did.
Ten days later, Aladdin brought Fernail to the kingdom's capital, accompanied by ten maids, fifteen bodyguards, and ten servants. That evening, they received news that the prime minister had declared that no one was allowed to propose to the princess, as she was to marry his son. Anyone who dared to disobey him would be severely punished. "Fernail, it seems we've come for nothing. I'm just a commoner; I can't possibly contend with the prime minister. Tomorrow we'll stroll around the city, and the day after, we'll leave. This is the first time I've ever been to the capital!" Aladdin said casually, pulling Fernail along, as he had no intention of marrying the princess. "Master, the prime minister is nothing but a useless piece of trash. Don't forget, I'm still by your side. Becoming king would be a piece of cake for you, let alone the princess. How about this: we'll stay here for half a month, and if the princess doesn't marry you by then, we'll leave." Fernail understood Aladdin's thoughts perfectly. Although she was somewhat dissatisfied with her master's attitude, it also showed that he cared about her, and she hadn't made a mistake in choosing him. Time passed day by day as Aladdin wandered the streets. In the past ten days, Aladdin had explored every corner of the capital, made many friends, and helped many poor people. That morning, while Aladdin was still fast asleep in bed, Furnel quietly left the inn and disappeared into the bustling streets.
In the palace, the king sat on his throne, furious. "Prime Minister, what have you done? It's been almost a month, and apart from your son, not a single young man has come to the palace to propose to the princess. Tell me what's going on?" The prime minister, secretly pleased, feigned an honest and unassuming expression. He lowered his head and reported to the king in a heavy voice, "Your Majesty, I have already informed the entire nation of this as you instructed. As for why no one has come to propose, I personally believe it's because they feel unworthy of our noble princess, so they dare not come." The king lowered his head. In his heart, if it weren't for the princess's absurd request, he would have thought the prime minister's son would be a perfect match for the princess. Moreover, he was certain the reason was not as the prime minister claimed; the prime minister must have been up to something. This was for the best, saving him the trouble of worrying about it. He would announce the prime minister's son as the princess's husband when the time came. With this thought, the king decided to temporarily forget about the matter.
A palace guard strode in and knelt before the king. "Your Majesty," he said, "a young man named Aladdin has arrived. He has come to propose marriage to the princess." The king nodded. "Let him in." He turned to the prime minister, who was secretly cursing Aladdin. "It seems your work is still incomplete. Now let's see this young man." Aladdin wore a blue robe trimmed with lace, and a white fox fur hat adorned with a sparkling diamond. His boots were trimmed with gold. He approached the king and bowed respectfully: "My esteemed King, Aladdin has traveled from afar to propose marriage to Her Highness the Princess. I hope to receive your approval." The young man before him was exceptionally handsome, and his magnificent attire and impeccable manners made the king feel very comfortable. Just as he was about to speak, the prime minister jumped out: "What makes you think you can propose to the noble princess? Is it just because of your clothes?" Aladdin glanced disdainfully at the prime minister and calmly said to the king: "If Your Majesty agrees to let me become your son-in-law, I will grant you whatever request Your Majesty may make." "Is that so? Very well, if you can fulfill my three conditions, I may consider giving you the princess in marriage." The king smiled…
Aladdin returned to the inn and pushed open a door. On the bed lay another Aladdin, and the Aladdin who had just entered was now Fernail, gently sitting beside him… After hearing Fernail's account of her trip to the palace, Aladdin could only accept this reality with a wry smile. In the following days, with Fernail's help, Aladdin successfully fulfilled the king's three requests. The king was very satisfied with Aladdin's performance and decided that Aladdin could marry the princess in five days.
That evening, following his father's instructions, the vizier's son, Aza, quietly sneaked into the palace. After bribing the guards and maids, he arrived at the princess's chambers. "Aza, it's very late. Why have you come here? Don't you think it's very impolite?" The young Princess Soya frowned, displeased with the intruder. "Princess Soya, you are my goddess. I have come to ask you to marry me. In this country, only I am worthy of you." Aza knelt before the princess, embracing her snow-white legs. "Aza, I know you love me. But I have already been betrothed to Aladdin by my father, so please leave my chambers immediately." The princess looked at Aza at her feet, a flicker of panic in her heart. After all, she had once loved this young man herself. "Princess, if you agree, I will persuade His Majesty the King to change his mind and let you marry me." Aza noticed the princess's less-than-firm tone and secretly rejoiced. He pleaded pitifully, but his hands suddenly moved upwards, embracing the princess's firm buttocks. His head buried between Soya's high breasts, kissing her all over. "Aza, what are you doing? Let me go..." The princess was startled by Aza's bold actions. She forgot to call for the guards outside the door and just tried to push Aza away with all her might. "Princess, if we become husband and wife in fact, then His Majesty the King will have no choice but to marry you to me. Please say yes." Aza's hands roamed all over the princess's body, finally sliding inside her trousers, pressing against Soya's smooth and delicate buttocks. His tongue teased the princess's nipples through the thin outer garment. "Aza, let me go! You can't do this! I'm about to be married!" Soya gasped, her face flushed, her delicate hands weakly grasping Aza's hands. A comfortable feeling she had never experienced before came from her nipples, a feeling that made her groan involuntarily.
Having lived among women for so long, Aza knew the princess was aroused. He boldly pulled her loose trousers up to her knees and lifted her thin shirt, revealing her full breasts. His hand moved to her crotch, quickly finding her clitoris and gently caressing it. His tongue rubbed against her nipples, watching them harden before his eyes. Soya had completely forgotten to resist; she was overwhelmed by the pleasure emanating from her nipples. Instead of pushing Aza away, she wrapped her arms around his neck, thrusting her proud breasts forward to receive his caresses. Her whole body burned with heat, and a trickle of fluid flowed from her tight vagina, wetting Aza's hands. Knowing the time was ripe, Aza quickly stripped off his own clothes, then ripped off the princess's garments, lifting her by the waist and carrying her to the bedside.
At this point, the princess had completely forgotten her promise to Aladdin, regarding the man before her as her husband, and she craved his further caresses. She closed her eyes, feeling herself being gently placed on the bed, then her breasts and clitoris were intensely stimulated again. "Ah...what a comfortable feeling! I never knew being caressed could feel so good. Aza, my man, faster, ah..." the princess cried out wildly, her legs spread wide, streams of white fluid flowing from her body, slowly flowing over her round anus and onto the bed. Aza lay on top of Soya, kissing the princess's red lips passionately while pressing his already erect penis against her slightly parted vaginal opening. The princess closed her eyes, waiting for the penis to penetrate her body; she had heard her mother say that a woman's first time would be very painful. But after waiting for a long time, the imagined pain did not occur. She opened her eyes in surprise, only to find that Aza, who had been so energetic just moments before, was lying motionless on top of her. "Aza, what's wrong?"
Aza did not answer, and the princess panicked. The fire of lust vanished, and she pushed Aza off her and sat up. As she frantically searched for her clothes, she suddenly discovered a man and a woman in her room. Soya screamed and grabbed the bedsheets to cover her naked body. Once she calmed down, she realized the two men were sitting leisurely at the table, watching her. The man was so handsome, radiating a warm and inviting aura. The woman beside him was so beautiful that even the princess, who was usually extremely proud of her own beauty, felt inferior. The two were so well-matched, and a strange pang of jealousy stirred within Soya.
"Who are you, daring to trespass into my bedchamber? Guards, arrest them!" Enraged by the contempt in their eyes, Soya loudly called for the guards outside. "What a formidable princess! Why didn't you call the guards earlier?" The beautiful girl mocked the princess. "I was planning to marry you to my master and have you bear his children. Now I realize you're utterly unworthy of him." "Who are you?" The guards outside didn't appear as expected, and Soya felt a chill. "'Noble' princess, let me introduce myself. I am Aladdin, your soon-to-be husband, but I think you won't be my fiancée tomorrow. As for her, she's the woman I love most." Aladdin's heart burned with rage. He was initially resentful that Fernail had dragged him out so late at night, but what he witnessed in his fiancée's room deeply wounded his pride. He secretly vowed to make the princess pay. "Ah…you're Aladdin?" The princess froze. This man was her fiancé? Her mind went blank. She didn't hear anything Aladdin said next. When she came to her senses, only she and the slumped Aza remained in the palace. She silently dressed, recalling Aladdin's handsome appearance. Suddenly, she realized that the once handsome Aza was now so ugly, even repulsive. It was all this wretched man's fault; he might cause her to lose Aladdin, who was rightfully hers. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She raised her foot and stomped hard on Aza's still-erect penis, shouting loudly towards the door, "Guards! Guards!"...
The next morning, Aladdin entered the palace. After bowing to the king, he looked at the king's face and said, word by word, "Your Majesty, I request that you grant my request to dissolve our engagement." "What?" The king was initially surprised by Aladdin's sudden appearance, but Aladdin's words shocked him. "Aladdin, you should know that this engagement cannot be dissolved so easily. I will not allow you to treat this as a joke. Now I demand that you immediately state your reasons, otherwise, I will not let you leave here easily." The king, unaware of what had happened, glared angrily at Aladdin. If he could not give him a satisfactory answer, he would severely punish him today for the honor of the royal family. “Your Majesty, please calm your anger. I cannot speak of this matter. For the sake of your reputation, I suggest you ask your daughter what she did. I believe she will give you a satisfactory answer.” Aladdin calmly replied to the enraged king. “For my reputation? Very well, I believe you. Wait here for me.” The king calmed down, thought for a moment, and turned to leave the palace.
Aladdin waited a long time before seeing the king slowly emerge. He waved for the palace servants to leave, then sat down on the throne with a somber expression. Aladdin was about to speak when he was stopped. The king lowered his head and thought for a long time before slowly speaking: “Aladdin, you are not lying. The princess almost lost her chastity. I hope you can forgive her momentary lapse of judgment. After all, she is still my daughter, the princess of the kingdom. As for that despicable man, I have already given him the punishment he deserved.” “Could you give me some time to consider?” Aladdin did not want to oppose the king; after all, he was just an ordinary citizen. "What, are you going to disobey my orders? You should know that if you marry my daughter, the throne will be yours after I go to see Allah. Think it over carefully." The king looked at the young man with some annoyance. Although Aladdin had no intention of becoming king, faced with the king's anger, he considered for a long time and decided to compromise. "Your Majesty, I will obey your arrangements and will come to marry the princess on time."
A few days later, with the help of Fernal, Aladdin successfully married the princess. On the same day, the vizier was dismissed by the king for dereliction of duty, his son was hanged, and all his property was confiscated by the state. Night fell, but Aladdin's room was still decorated with lanterns and filled with joy. All the servants had left, leaving only Aladdin and his three women.
“Fennell, if it weren’t for your help, I might still be living a poor life in the slums. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be the king’s son-in-law. So from now on, no matter how many women are in this house, you will always be number one. And you, my Pearl, you will always be number two. As for you, Your Highness, you can only be numbered after them, because you almost committed adultery with your husband.” Aladdin’s eyes swept over the three women in front of him, and he stated his thoughts very calmly. “Master, is this alright? Letting the princess be after us. Isn’t this inappropriate?” Pearl looked at the princess who had just taken off her dress and asked with some concern. “You tell me yourself, ‘noble’ princess?” Aladdin looked at Soya with disdain. Soya stood there silently, her eyes fixed on her feet, but she was filled with remorse. Because of her momentary lapse of judgment, she had almost lost her virginity before her wedding. Although she was a princess, everything in her husband's family surpassed even that of the royal palace. If it weren't for that damned Aza, she might have already given her body to the man before her.
"Master, please don't make things difficult for her now. Princess, if you can give our master a son to continue the family business, I'm willing to give you the first position. If you can do that." Fennell was very happy that Aladdin always put her first, and she was determined to do everything for him for the rest of his life. However, for the sake of her master's offspring, she subtly reminded Soya, "Of course, if you disagree, you can go back to the palace, and even have your father send an army to stand up for you. I can tell you now, even if he sends an army, it will be useless, because we are capable of defeating anyone who tries to harm our master, anyone! I hope you remember that." The last part was Fennell's threat to the princess, and of course, she was fully capable of doing so. “I remember.” Soya swallowed hard. From that night on, she knew her husband was very powerful. She had no power to resist and could only pray that she could give birth to a son for her husband soon, so that perhaps she could stand before him as an equal. “Alright, it’s getting late, we’ll be leaving now. You should serve your master and help him rest. I think you know how to satisfy him, right? If you can’t even do this well, I’ll have to make this princess your master’s slave.” After saying this, Fennell turned and left the room. In that instant, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes. Zhuzhuye turned and followed Fennell out of the room. After watching their figures disappear outside the door, Aladdin ignored the princess, took off his clothes, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.
After a series of rustling sounds, the princess’s footsteps slowly approached and then disappeared. But soon Aladdin felt his penis being enveloped by a small mouth, a nimble tongue somewhat awkwardly swirling around his glans. "Hmm, feels pretty good, keep it up." Aladdin was used to Fennell and Pearl giving him oral sex. Although the princess's movements were clumsy, the tense expression on her face gave Aladdin a great deal of satisfaction. His penis slowly grew larger with the princess's tireless efforts. Because she was so worried, she accidentally choked on the penis in her mouth. For some reason, the princess inexplicably enjoyed giving Aladdin oral sex, deliberately trying to please her husband.
"Alright. No need to lick anymore. Now lie on the bed, stick your ass up, and let me deflower you." Aladdin finally felt a sense of relief, a feeling that had started that night. Soya obediently spat out the wet penis. Without bothering to wipe the drool from her mouth, she quickly lay on the bed, sticking her snow-white, alluring buttocks high, revealing her round anus and thick, pink labia. At the same time, she clenched her teeth, closed her eyes, and waited for the moment her vagina would be penetrated by the penis.
Aladdin knelt behind the princess, parting her thick labia with his penis and pressing it against her pink vaginal opening. He reached under Soya's armpits, grasping her smooth, delicate breasts, and as Soya cried out in surprise, he plunged his penis deep into the princess's burning vagina…

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