【Jiaojiao Yitian】(308)

Chapter 308 "Personally Leading the Expedition to Wuchang"

A month has passed. The city walls of Nanjing are almost finished, and the inner palace of the Forbidden City has also been completed,

with the construction of gardens and ponds, interior decoration, and furniture making underway... In terms of domestic affairs, Zhang Wuji's

new policies are being implemented step by step, and he is absolutely ruthless towards corrupt officials. In addition, Wei Yixiao's Embroidered Uniform

Guard is constantly monitoring all officials, which, to some extent, makes every official feel immense pressure.

However, the situation is different for the soldiers in the field. The continuous victories have repeatedly inspired the soldiers and

people of

now. This time, Zhang Wuji is leading the expedition wearing the Ming King's Crown and sitting under a large yellow umbrella. Zhang Wuji is piloting

a dragon ship, commanding an army of 300,000 men to advance by both land and water, going upstream against the current, directly approaching Wuchang.

Zhang Dingbian, the Grand Commandant of Wuchang, is on the one hand urgently requesting reinforcements from Zhang Bixian, the Prime Minister of Yuezhou, and on the other hand leading his army to

set up camp at Hongshan to resist. However, they couldn't withstand Zhang Wuji's offensive and were routed by Chang Yuchun in a single battle.

Zhang Wuji's army was unstoppable, sweeping away Xu Shouhui's remnants like autumn leaves

in . In just ten days, Zhang Wuji's army arrived in Wuchang from Jinling and besieged the city like an iron barrel.

The city was surrounded by military camps and tents, with flags flying everywhere. The early spring fields were covered with yellow grass stretching to the sky, and the Yangtze River stretched out in a vast expanse.

The "Ming King" banner fluttered in the wind as Zhang Wuji, along with Chang Yuchun, Lan Yu, Liao Yongzhong, Hu Tingrui, and others,

inspected the city from below.

Chang Yuchun had already ordered his soldiers to guard the four gates and set up stockades. He claimed that even birds couldn't fly out,

and that if they were trapped for months, Xu Yu and Zhang Dingbian would starve to death.

Zhang Wuji ordered Liao Yongzhong's navy to set up a long stockade of boats on the Yangtze River, cutting off all access to and from the city. "Hanyang and De'an are already

in our hands. Zhang Bixian's reinforcements from Yuezhou will be of no use."

"Your Majesty, this humble general is willing to lead my troops to defeat Zhang Bixian's reinforcements at Hongshan." Lan Yu stepped forward

and said.

Zhang Wuji said, "Good."

"Your subordinate takes his leave!" Lan Yu said and left.

After giving his orders, Zhang Wuji was quite carefree, playing chess with Zhao Min in the tent.

Zhao Min looked at Zhang Wuji and asked with a smile, "Husband, with the great battle approaching, you don't seem nervous at all?"

Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "What's there to be nervous about? I've done what I should do. Now I

just wait for them to carry it out. But I believe Chang Yuchun, Xu Da, and Lan Yu will be fine!"

Zhao Min nodded and said, "It seems that you are very confident in this battle!"

"I am determined to win!" Zhang Wuji said with a smile, and then walked over and embraced Zhao Min.

The touch between their skin stirred Zhao Min's heart, arousing a wave of desire. A surge of

desire rose within her, spreading throughout her body, leaving her weak and limp.

Zhang Wuji could see her face flushed, her breath coming in ragged gasps, perhaps recalling some ambiguous scene.

Suddenly, Zhao Min stood up and said, "Excuse me! I'll go out for a bit..."

Before she could finish, perhaps due to nervousness, she accidentally kicked a small table, stumbled,

and fell onto Zhang Wuji. Her face flushed crimson, and she tried to struggle to get up. Zhang Wuji couldn't help but catch her around the waist,

asking worriedly, "Min'er, are you alright?"

Zhao Min panicked and said, "I'm fine, you can put me down now."

Zhang Wuji ignored her, smiling as he pulled her into his arms, saying, "Min'er, how about we celebrate ..." Unable to resist the pull of his emotions, Zhang Wuji suddenly lowered his head and kissed Zhao Min's rosy lips

passionately . 　　Zhao Min didn't move, passively leaning against his chest, waiting for Zhang Wuji to kiss her. Her body stiffened slightly, and she closed her eyes. 　　Zhang Wuji continued kissing her, his joy and anticipation growing stronger. Looking down from where he sat, Zhang Wuji could see the soft, beautiful upper part of Zhao Min's breasts beneath her blouse. 　　As he wrapped his arms around her, he consciously brushed against her delicate, snow-white breasts. At that moment, Zhao Min trembled slightly, then suddenly responded with the same passion, pressing her lips heavily against his. 　　Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Wuji kissed the beautiful woman in his arms passionately, his kisses tracing her face, her bright eyes, her delicate nose, and back to her warm, red lips, exploring them with his tongue. Their necks intertwined , their passion growing ever more intense. 　　Prying open Zhao Min's tightly closed teeth, Zhang Wuji teased her small, delicate tongue, letting it dance freely. 　　In an instant, she involuntarily took his tongue in her mouth, sucking on it and teasing it with her own. Their tongues intertwined, playfully entwining, sometimes in his mouth, sometimes in hers. The struggle raged on, seemingly endless. Only when both felt breathless did they reluctantly separate. 　　"Min'er, do you want it?" Zhang Wuji asked again, taking advantage of her momentary daze. Zhao Min gave a barely audible reply , then shyly buried her face in Zhang Wuji's arms. 　　Zhang Wuji held her delicate body nestled in his embrace, laid her flat on the bed, sat at her feet, and took her small, exquisitely bruised foot, kneading it on his lap. Her alluring legs were on full display. 　　A dream of a fair, delicate foot appeared before his eyes—a smooth, rounded ankle like a crystal ball; neat silky, soft, satin-like instep; five jade-like toes, like a row of small bird heads, like closely packed tender white garlic cloves, nestled together, seemingly aware of the tenderness their owner was enduring and carefully protecting their fragrant, secret spaces; how could one resist such gentleness? Qu 　　Xiu's soles were like a clear, gentle stream, a place where one could forget all worries; her smooth, pink heels blushed slightly with a gentle massage, their contours so delicate that one couldn't help but cherish them, especially her fair skin paired with ivory nail polish, making her even more captivating. 　　Zhang Wuji held one of her fair, plump, and smooth feet in his hands, caressing , inhaling its fragrance repeatedly, praising, "Ah, snow-white and pink, delicate and smooth, soft as if boneless, so beautiful! Like orchids and musk, so fragrant! It's the same fragrance as Min'er's!" 　　He caressed these snow-white, delicate feet, gently stroking and kissing the smooth instep and each toe, the lotus-like fragrance stimulating his groin to quickly harden.

What a joy it would be for a woman to receive praise even for her feet from her beloved! She closed

her eyes, letting him caress her, and listened intently to his sweet, intoxicating praise.

Zhang Wuji's touch made her feel incredibly comfortable, her body going weak, and she felt her feet becoming very sensitive.

Gradually, her mind became clouded, her eyes burning with desire as she stared at Zhang Wuji's impulsive

, handsome face. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she involuntarily let out a soft moan, her face flushed like an apple, suppressing her inner trembling, seemingly

concealing her inner excitement. However, the rise and fall of her breasts and the love fluid from her cleavage showed that she was already aroused, and

the fire of desire was rapidly rising.

Perhaps the provocative environment gave her the thrill of a secret tryst, and under the impact of pleasure, the slippery, lustful fluid

naturally surged forth like a tidal wave, becoming an uncontrollable situation.

Zhang Wuji once again lifted Zhao Min's pair of long, slender, snow-white legs, tightly holding her jade-like

toes , licking, kissing, and caressing each one with his tongue,

leaving no stone unturned in his exploration of her fair, elastic, and smooth skin. At the same time, his other hand wantonly and wantonly caressed, kneaded, pinched, and rubbed her delicate, rounded, and beautifully shaped

legs, from her toes, ankles, calves to the inner thighs. The alluring fragrance emanating from the thin layer of sweat on her legs was

something Zhang Wuji loved to smell, so he licked each one with his tongue, smelled it with his nose, and touched and kneaded

every inch of skin on her long, slender legs with great care and tenderness.

The kisses and caresses sent waves of tingling, itchy sensations through Zhao Min's body, spreading rapidly throughout

her entire being. Her already soaked labia were now overflowing with nectar, and these subtle physiological changes caused

her to lose herself again, moaning and crying out, "Mmm...uh...ah..."

Her two snow-white, rounded thighs were completely exposed beneath her dress, the sheer thong at the base of her thighs

soaked with her love fluid. Her labia were more prominent than most women's, truly a dreamlike

beauty.

Inside her sheer thong, a wet, dark patch of grass glistened with

dewdrops , and a pink stream could be vaguely seen running through the dark thicket. The flowing love fluid slowly seeped from the pink cleft, and

the smooth, delicate inner thighs were already wet and sticky with copious amounts of love fluid.

The delicate, white skin between her thighs was clearly visible through the stockings at the top of her thighs , further fueling his erection. What made his manhood surge even more was

the thong between her legs, a thin ribbon binding her fair thighs and covering her vulva.

Because the thong was so small, her dark pubic hair was clearly visible peeking out from the edge, fine, black, and curly,

incredibly alluring.

How could Zhang Wuji resist such a sight? He pressed his high nose into her miniskirt, the tip of his nose clearly

touching the delicate white skin between her thighs. Suddenly, he felt incredibly fortunate, and in his daze, he caught a whiff

of her irresistible fragrance.

"Oh... what are you doing... husband... no... dirty... let me go..." Zhao Min struggled,

her words muffled.

Zhang Wuji ignored her cries, instead parting her snow-white thighs and burying his head in her skirt,

his lips kissing and sucking at the warm, delicate skin between her thighs.

"Husband, you...you...let me go...you..."

Hearing Zhang Wuji knew she was afraid of disturbing others. He immediately used his thighs to forcefully spread her

tightly clenched thighs, lifted her black velvet mini-skirt, and pulled down the front of her thong that tightly covered her vulva.

Wow! Her pubic hair was thick and delicate, long and curly. As he parted the thong, his fingers were already

wet with the honey-like juice flowing from her tender red vulva.

"Oh...no...I can't take it...it's sore..." She stretched out her snow-white arms, pushing

his head away, and desperately tried to pull down her lifted black velvet skirt. In her confusion, Zhang Wuji

didn't He thrust forward, parted the thick black pubic hair between her legs with his mouth, and took her already wet

vulva into his mouth.

"Uh...you...oh...no...don't kiss me there..." Zhao Min tried her best but couldn't push away Zhang

Wuji, who was burning with lust. At that moment, he forcefully spread her thighs apart, his mouth tightly kissing her wet, slippery lips, his nose

filled with her body fragrance and the maddeningly sweet scent of her love juices.

Zhang Wuji reached out and parted her lips, greedily sucking the nectar flowing from her flower garden,

his tongue unable to resist probing into her secret cave.

Zhang Wuji's tongue moved like a serpent, darting and drilling into her

secret thrusting and withdrawing, like a giant dragon plowing and tilling, back and forth countless times. His nose was filled with Zhao Min's

mature and alluring body fragrance, and he heard her beautiful, melodious, and soul-stirring moans: "Ugh...you...you can't..."

"...Like this...to me...oh...um...so embarrassing..."

Zhang Wuji felt as if he had entered a fairyland, enjoying the sweet and delicious

taste of Zhao Min's fragrant, tender, and sensual orifice. He caressed Zhao Min's long, white, smooth, and elastic legs

with abandon, touching her delicate, pink, and sweet skin without reservation. He held her flawless jade feet in his hands and gently stroked

them .

Under his skillful caresses, Zhao Min's tense mood gradually relaxed, and what arose

was a faint, almost imperceptible romantic feeling.

This deadly and superb flirting and lovemaking technique aroused the beautiful Zhao Min to the point of arousal. Streams of hot,

fragrant nectar flowed from her womb, flowing down her tongue into his mouth. Her love nectar

poured into his belly in large quantities, as if he had drunk an aphrodisiac. Zhang Wuji's thick and powerful dragon became even harder, thicker, and

more unstoppable.

At this moment, Zhao Min was only moaning weakly, her whole body limp and slumped on the bed, murmuring to herself:

"How shameful... let me go... husband, you're so bad... so bad... uh..."

Zhang Wuji saw Zhao Min's exquisitely beautiful oval face turned to one side, her fan-like eyelashes trembling, her

dreamlike, alluring eyes tightly closed, hot breath exhaling from her straight nose, her soft and beautiful mouth murmuring moans,

her pretty profile as flawless as Venus.

"Husband! Let me go... uh... let go... uh... oh..." Zhang Wuji undid his clothes and secretly

guided his erect penis to her crotch, her two snow-white, rounded thighs already limply

spread apart.

Zhang Wuji touched his swollen, purplish-red dragon head to her tender labia. As her labia trembled

, his dragon head, aided by the slippery, nectar-like fluid flowing from her flower chamber, parted her delicate pink

lips inside. He could feel his swollen dragon head being tightly gripped by a layer of soft flesh,

as if there was a strange suction within, contracting and sucking at the glans of his dragon head.

Zhang Wuji took a deep breath, suppressing the surging desire within him, and touched his swollen, purplish-red

dragon head to her oily, moist labia. The glans of his dragon head

ground up and down along the gap between the two tender pink lips, and a drop of clear, thick nectar overflowed from the pink and bright red cleft. At this moment, his dragon head,

aided by the slippery, nectar-like fluid, parted her tender pink lips and thrust inside, feeling his

swollen dragon head being tightly gripped by a layer of soft flesh.

For almost his entire life, the strings of desire deep within him had never been stirred. Zhao Min, breathtakingly beautiful, her

captivating and mysteriously alluring eyes half-closed, her long, slightly upturned eyelashes trembling gently, her Venus-like

nose glistening with sweat, her nostrils flaring, her beautifully curved lips slightly parted as she breathed softly, a delicate fragrance like orchids

wafting across his face like a spring breeze.

Zhang Wuji's already pounding heart was further aroused by her desire, his groin

throbbing , his large, purplish-red glans

stretching the glistening, honey-scented pink lips of her vulva. The intense stimulation caused her to moan and gasp softly, her

slender waist swaying instinctively, a mixture of welcome and resistance. Her tender lips trembled and opened and closed, as if sucking on the dragon's eye on his glans. The sensitive

ridges of his glans were gently bitten and pinched by her pink lips, and his thighs pressed tightly against the snow-white, smooth skin of her

thighs , the smooth, rounded touch so pleasurable that his pores opened.

Zhang Wuji began to gently thrust his lower body, his large head grinding in and out of her jade-like entrance, the ridges of his glans

scraping against her tender lips like spring flowers blooming, turning in and out, bringing out waves of milky white, transparent

, sweet juice, soaking the inside of her jade thighs and the curled pubic hair, the fragrance of her body wafting in the air,

raising Zhang Wuji's desire to its peak.

Zhao Min began to moan softly, her dreamy, alluring eyes half-open, glistening with tears.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji felt his large penis, less than an inch inside her jade-like lips, suddenly being

tightly . It was warm and soft, soaked by a warm current flowing from deep within her womb, making

the junction of their genitals even more slippery. He gently thrust his hips forward, and his penis penetrated even deeper, clearly feeling the glans

being gripped by a layer of tender flesh—it felt incredibly pleasurable.

Such a beauty, Zhang Wuji thought he must enjoy her properly, teasing her until she begged him to penetrate her tender little hole to

demonstrate his skillful talent. Therefore, Zhang Wuji was not in a hurry to penetrate her secret passage. He cupped her

flawless jade feet in his hands, and a unique fragrance wafted towards him, greatly arousing Zhang Wuji's desire. He licked and sucked each of her slender, white jade toes with

his mouth , while gently caressing them.

Zhao Min's tense heart, under his skillful caresses, turned completely flushed with shame, for

no one had ever . A subtle, almost imperceptible romantic feeling and a burning

desire surged through her, engulfing her completely.

Zhang Wuji gently rubbed Zhao Min's jade-like feet against his chest, which was covered by her clothing, as if to tell

this beautiful woman, "Your legs are the finest in the world!" The tickling on Zhao Min's soft soles made her feel itchy and tingling

; her beautiful face, flushed with desire, shyly closed her eyes.

Zhang Wuji held Zhao Min's snow-white, alluring foot in one hand, while the other hand slowly moved down her smooth calf to

her full, tender thigh. At the same time, his purplish-red penis did not stop its assault on Zhao Min's delicate lips.

Taking advantage of her overflowing passion and the increasing flow of her juices, his penis slid in and penetrated deeper, with considerable effort. Zhao Min

let out another soft cry: "Ah... um..." Her fragrant, beautiful buttocks trembled incessantly, welcoming his intrusion.

Zhang Wuji knew that this celestial beauty was gradually dancing to his teasing. He continued to caress and

kiss Zhao Min's beautiful legs, moving forward and backward. When he reached the fleshy mound where her buttocks met her thighs,

he changed from caressing to pinching and kneading vigorously.

Zhao Min's skin was smooth and soft, supple yet resilient. Zhang Wuji became more and more engrossed in his touch, his movements becoming increasingly meticulous. Zhao Min

, having never been before, was so overwhelmed by the pleasure that she felt disoriented.

The caressing techniques honed among beautiful women were both practical and sensual. Although Zhao Min hadn't completely lost her senses,

her body's natural reactions were becoming increasingly acute and heightened.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji placed her right leg on his shoulder and reached out to cover her delicate lips with his hand. His

warm palm, like fire melting ice, instantly stirred a surge of spring tide in Zhao Min's secret valley.

Zhang Wuji's nimble thumb, like a snake plucking through grass, pressed down on her swollen, hard, fleshy bud. He

gently stroked it, pressing intermittently; his large head, tightly gripped by layers of pink flesh, penetrated and withdrew,

drawing out a large pool of milky white, transparent nectar. Zhao Min, beautiful as a fairy, was completely aroused by her insatiable sexual hunger

.

In an instant, she felt an extreme fullness and a crawling, tingling itch that

spread throughout her body. Zhao Min's cheeks, her eyes tightly closed, were flushed red with desire. Her brows furrowed, her mouth slightly open, her nostrils

flaring, and she breathed softly, her breath sweet.

Although she tried her best to suppress it, the intense spring passion was written all over her beautiful, alluring face

.

Zhang Wuji seemed to have found the spot that tickled the beautiful woman beneath him. He continued to gently knead the tender bud above her

labia which had swelled and hardened like a fleshy ball. This fatally teasing touch caused her

inner thighs, pressed tightly against his, to reflexively twitch.

"Uh…don't…husband, take your hand away…uh…it feels so good…don't…uh…

I can't take it…uh ah…"

Zhao Min's slender fingers gripped Zhang Wuji's fingers tightly as he gently kneaded her bud, unable to move an inch.

Her alluring lips parted slightly as she moaned and gasped, unable to bear the tingling sensation

in her lower body. Zhang Wuji felt the time was ripe and, without hesitation, covered her soft lips with his own. As

his tongue broke through her delicate, fragrant lips, a stream of sweet saliva immediately filled his mouth.

Her smooth tongue timidly dodged his nimble tongue's search, her head began to sway, her silky black

hair tickling his cheeks.

Zhang Wuji couldn't resist holding her head and kissing her deeply, finally finding her soft, tender tongue.

As he deeply sucked on it, her intoxicating eyes suddenly opened and looked at him, glistening with an unfathomable brilliance.

In the deep, sweet kiss, Zhang Wuji felt her lift one leg, her shapely calf rubbing against his

bare leg muscles. Her crotch was wide open because of the raised leg, allowing him to clearly see her pink labia,

the fleshy flesh tightly gripping the ridges of his glans.

Zhang Wuji pried open her thighs, and she let out a soft "Ah!" as her jade leg was suddenly lifted high, revealing her moist

, flowing labia, glistening red and shiny, as if coated with oil, as if a finger would slip

away .

Upon closer inspection, her pubic area was densely covered with soft hair, some parts slightly raised. A milky white line of fluid

flowed down from her two tender labia along her fair, jade-like thighs. Her pinkish-brown labia occasionally opened and

closed, exhaling hot breath.

Her rapid, intoxicating breath, like an aphrodisiac spring breeze, filled his nostrils, making Zhang Wuji's head throb and

his desire burn fiercely. Moreover, Zhao Min, as beautiful as a peach blossom, her smooth skin exuding sexual desire and possessing a woman's unique fragrance,

finally had her tender red lips captured. Zhang Wuji immediately pressed his lips to her soft cherry lips.

Zhao Min kept her luscious, sexy little mouth tightly closed, refusing to open it. He forcefully pressed his lips to hers,

breathing heavily, his tongue constantly exploring along her gums, trying to escape from Zhao Min's sacred lips. Their tongues were

strongly attracted, intertwined, and gradually turned into a deep kiss like that of true lovers.

Zhang Wuji reveled in the beauty before him, indulging in the mucous membranes of her mouth, teasing her soft

tongue, and even savoring her sweet saliva. He licked her smooth teeth with his tongue, the fragrant

nectar seeping into his mouth, sweet yet arousing.

Zhao Min's soft, delicate lips were exquisite, her breath sweet and pleasant. He sucked on her tender tongue

until it almost broke, until she was nearly suffocating from his kisses, then he released her to catch her breath.

At this moment, the stunningly beautiful Zhao Min was completely subdued by Zhang Wuji, unable to move. She could only close her beautiful eyes shyly, her face flushed with embarrassment,

her cheeks burning red. Zhang Wuji swiftly thrust his swollen, purplish-red, thick, long dragon between her slightly

parted snow-white legs.

The large, round, and scalding dragon head gently stroked back and forth across her soft, tender vulva. The thick, massive dragon

head 's eye rubbed against her tender red clitoris, and with its head parting her labia, it used the slippery love juice

to subtly push the entire thick dragon forward, forcefully thrusting it inside.

Zhao Min let out a long sigh, feeling a strange sensation—a tingling, numb, itchy, and tingling feeling

, a mixture of pleasure and pain—as the fiery dragon penetrated her body, reaching her very core.

Her long, shapely legs, without any excess fat, stood straight up, her five slender,

beautiful toes curled tightly together, as if frozen.

"Ah...ah...uh...it hurts...it's so big, husband, be gentle..." As she spoke, she

twisted and struggled, but Zhang Wuji couldn't control his thrusting lower body. The tender flesh of Zhao Min's vulva

seemed to have layers, encircling his enormous penis. Each time his penis withdrew and re-entered,

the tender flesh of her vulva would automatically contract and writhe, her uterus tightly gripping the neck of his penis, as if

sucking on it.

She moved slightly for a while, unable to escape the invasion of his massive member. Instead,

the friction of her trembling body and genitals brought waves of pleasure, and her vulva overflowed with nectar. She gave up struggling and lay quietly on the spacious

bed .

Zhang Wuji pressed down on her, Zhao Min's dazzlingly beautiful dress pulled up to her waist, her lower body

pressed naked against Zhang Wuji's. His enormous penis was fully inserted into her vulva, the head of it pressing against her bud

, leaving no gap whatsoever.

Zhang Wuji felt the beautiful woman beneath him possess skin as smooth and supple as jade;

the delicate glowed faintly red, and her pink, tender orifice, holding his dragon,

opened and closed almost imperceptibly, emitting a fragrant aroma. The sweet, clear juices flowing from her were soaked with her pubic hair, moistening her snow-white skin and

making it appear glossy and smooth.

He could feel the taut muscles of her thighs pressed tightly against his, which in turn caused her flower chamber to contract,

her cervix gripping his dragon head tightly, bringing him immense pleasure.

Zhang Wuji pulled away from her soft lips and gazed down at the beautiful woman beneath him. She showed no reaction, her eyes

brimming with tears. A wave of inexplicable guilt washed over him, and he said apologetically, "Min'er, you're so beautiful. Every time

you look at me, it feels different..." Zhang Wuji spoke tenderly and affectionately. Zhao Min, upon hearing this, was unsure whether she

was moved by Zhang Wuji's affectionate words or lost in her own pure and innocent ideal world.

Zhang Wuji, with a wicked grin, thrust his large head forcefully into her flower core, causing her to cry out in pain.

"Ouch..." Zhao Min frowned and scolded, "Don't move, it hurts!"

Zhang Wuji then began to gently thrust his enormous dragon again.

Zhao Min frowned and said, "Be gentle..."

Zhang Wuji kissed her red lips lustfully, "Min'er, you weren't so vulnerable before, what's wrong

today ..." As he spoke, Zhang Wuji kissed her soft, fragrant lips. She closed her eyes,

letting him suck on her soft tongue. He began to move gently, his large penis gently thrusting in and out of her flower garden.

"I don't know, maybe it's because your thing is a little too big, it always gets so big!" Zhao Min

began to moan softly again, "Mmm... Oh..."

Her expression was both pleasurable and painfully comfortable, yet incredibly sexy and alluring. This tent was for resting, so

the soundproofing was excellent, and those outside had no idea what was happening inside.

Zhang Wuji, his lust rising, unbuttoned and lifted Zhao Min's dress. In a dazzling expanse of white, her proud breasts, concealed by

a soft, pink lace bra, were revealed before him.

Beneath the nearly transparent lace bra, two rosy nipples were faintly visible; beneath Zhao Min's firm, full breasts lay

a dazzling expanse of snow-white skin.

In the soft, romantic orange light, it possessed a jade-like, gentle beauty. Zhang Wuji's hand...

He eagerly and passionately caressed her silky, snow-white skin,

his hands roaming over it .

Zhang Wuji was completely intoxicated by the incredibly delicate, smooth, and rare texture of her skin, immersed

in the subtle fragrance emanating from her exquisitely beautiful body.

Pushing aside her pink, lace-trimmed soft bra, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but gasp. Her bright red breasts

stood erect on her rounded breasts, perfectly shaped like hemispherical peppercorns, full and slightly

upturned, with pink areolas. The areolas, in particular, were slightly raised, small like cake decorations.

Those full, soft, and adorable breasts proudly and tremblingly appeared before Zhang Wuji.

The stunningly beautiful Zhao Min blushed deeply, quickly closing her alluring eyes, her heart filled with boundless shyness and

bewilderment.

Before Zhang Wuji, amidst the dazzling whiteness, a pair of full, firm, and smooth jade-like breasts

appeared shyly, like budding flower petals. At the center of these delicate, bud-like breasts, a pair of small, exquisite,

crystal-clear, and incomparably rosy nipples stood proudly, bashfully and coyly facing him.

Looking down at them, Zhang Wuji saw them as vibrant, alluring flower stamens,

shyly awaiting the arrival of ardent admirers.

Around these small, rosy breasts, a halo like moonlight surrounded them, the areolas

gradually turning an alluring scarlet due to Zhao Min's fiery desire. Zhao Min

's beautiful, delicate breasts were already erect and firm. Zhang Wuji opened his mouth and took Zhao Min

's labia into his mouth, sucking, his tongue swirling around her nipples, making them even harder.

Zhang Wuji gently swayed his hips, rubbing the tip of his large penis against Zhao Min's clitoris in a circular motion. He could clearly feel her swollen

bud trembling, and streams of sweet, moist love juice gushed out, warmly soaking his thick, erect penis—

it felt .

Zhao Min's tense body began to relax, and she moaned softly. She whispered, "Don't do this, I

can't take it ... I'm so swollen down there... Yours is so thick, it's hurting me a little... Hmm... Slower... Oh..."

Zhang Wuji saw Zhao Min's alluring eyes slightly open, her tongue pressed against her upper teeth, then rubbing her cherry lips back and forth. He then left her

hardened light red lips and passionately kissed Zhao Min's luscious, fragrant lips, savoring the saliva in his mouth. Their tongues

intertwined, and he sucked them into his own mouth...

"Ah... you rascal... your tongue is making my heart melt... it's stealing my soul..."

Zhao Min's moans grew more urgent and more confused. Suddenly, she used all her strength to clamp her long, alluring legs around

Zhang Wuji, quickly twisting her slender waist, and kissing him even more intensely, their tongues almost tangled together.

"Ugh...you big bad guy...let me catch my breath..."

Zhang Wuji released Zhao Min's mouth to let her catch her breath, then kissed his way down her body, kissing her swan-like, straight

neck, her snow-white, jade-like skin. His lips moved downwards, kissing the beautiful woman's smooth , white

breasts, finally landing on a small, delicate, tender, and already erect nipple.

The stunningly beautiful Zhao Min let out another soft, spring-like moan. Half-asleep, she heard her own seductive

moan, and her already flushed face, red with lust, blushed even more, her beauty radiant with

shyness .

Zhang Wuji, now determined to launch his final assault, used his tongue to entwine around one of her soft, already shyly

erect , his tongue gently rolling, lightly sucking, and passionately drawing it in.

Zhang Wuji's one hand caressed the other, proudly erect, trembling, delicate breast, two fingers

gently pinching the equally engorged, rosy nipple, kneading and rubbing it lightly, while his lower body

thrust forward .

Just as Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min were lost in their passionate lovemaking, a young girl dressed in innocent attire arrived

at the entrance of Zhang Wuji's tent.

The girl outside the tent heard faint, blush-inducing moans coming from within. Driven by curiosity

, she tiptoed over and saw her beautiful and intelligent older sister

lying naked beneath Zhang Wuji, crying out excitedly.

The girl outside the tent was none other than Zhou Zhiruo. Compared to Zhao Min's mature figure, Zhou Zhiruo was

much more youthful, yet she possessed an alluring, shy, and helpless beauty, like a concubine who had just bathed in the Huaqing Pool.

Her lustrous hair and skin, combined with her well-tailored pink dress, made her charmingly smiling face appear even more

delicate, ethereal, and otherworldly, completely devoid of any earthly air.

Especially striking was Zhou Zhiruo's voluptuous and seductive beauty; her loveliness was subtly sensual and alluring,

evoking images of a captivating enchantress, yet also possessing a refreshing and ethereal quality, like

a hybrid of peony and orchid, embodying beauty without any bias.

Even without Zhang Wuji's explanation, Zhou Zhiruo could easily see that Zhao Min's face was flushed, like a newly blossoming flower

, her brows and eyes radiating a captivating allure; it wasn't hard to imagine what they were doing.

Watching Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji consummate their marriage, Zhou Zhiruo

sighed softly. She hadn't expected Zhao Min to always be one step ahead of her!

At that moment, an overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over Zhao Min, almost causing her to faint from pleasure. Zhang Wuji

gently licked her cherry-like vulva, his massive member pressing against her clitoris, rotating and rubbing. A tingling sensation surged to Zhao Min's head, and

instinctively, she involuntarily twisted her fragrant, smooth, and curvaceous body, her deep flesh

contracting .

Waves of pleasure gradually pushed Zhao Min to the peak of ecstasy, her joy beyond compare. Her love juices

gushed forth, and she cried out wildly, her small, red, sweet-smelling mouth breathing rapidly.

Her flower-like opening contracted repeatedly, sucking on his massive member. A powerful wave of pleasure surged through her long-awaited core, and her

sweet voice rang out again: "Good...good...I...I'm so happy...you bad boy...you

're making me feel so good...like I'm in heaven...harder...harder into me...uh...uh...good

...like this...ah..."

Having tasted the ultimate ecstasy, Zhao Min, under the intense, excruciating pleasure, hadn't completely lost her mind. But

wave of pleasure quickly overwhelmed her clear reason. Zhang Wuji grasped Zhao Min's full, firm...

His two smooth, jade-like breasts were kneaded incessantly, while he lowered his head to lick and suck the trembling, pink nipples, like peanuts

.

Zhao Min felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure throughout her body. She breathed heavily, softly letting

Zhang Wuji ride her, her thoughts of shame and resistance long since vanished.

Zhou Zhiruo, watching from the sidelines, had two different feelings. Seeing her beautiful sister naked and being violated by

a handsome man, she tried to remain calm, but hearing her sister

's alluring moans, Zhou Zhiruo found herself becoming restless.

The intense intercourse made Zhao Min even more alluring and beautiful, desperately twisting her lovely, snow-white buttocks to welcome the large dragon

's caresses. Zhang Wuji slowly lowered his face, his heavy breathing clearly audible through his nostrils.

Zhang Wuji lovingly took the beautiful woman's fragrant lips into his mouth, sucking hard, the sweet saliva

flowing into his mouth. Her delicate tongue was ensnared by his nimble tongue, like a snake, their tongues intertwining and

swirling in their mouths.

"Ugh...mmm...mmm..." moans escaped Zhao Min's nose, spraying onto his neck, a

tingling, itchy sensation that was utterly intoxicating.

The warmth and intimacy made his erection, deep within her womb, swell even larger. The glans

scraped against the tender walls of her vulva as it moved in and out, sending shivers down her spine. Finally, she lifted her beautifully

sculpted , alluring legs and wrapped them around his waist.

Her arms clung tightly to him, her body convulsing in spasms. The soft walls of her vulva

gripped his hot, thick member with an indescribable contraction and tightening. Zhao Min's hands clung tightly

to his back, her pink lips overflowing with love juice.

After the climax, Zhang Wuji held her delicate body with one arm and caressed her all over with the other, sometimes stroking her

flawless face, sometimes kneading her breasts and firm nipples, and gently kissing her pink neck and cherry lips,

because he knew that a woman needs her lover's caresses even more after an orgasm.

Zhao Min's emotions gradually calmed down, nestled in Zhang Wuji's arms, her mind blank,

thinking of nothing, seemingly still in the midst of the recently passed, so intoxicating passion. After a long while, she

finally came to her senses and whispered in Zhang Wuji's ear, "You big bad guy, haven't you had enough yet?... Now you can take your

thing out, right?"

"He doesn't want to come out, so I can't help it." Zhang Wuji didn't move, gently biting Zhao Min's flushed

earlobe , whispering. She felt a heat on her small, delicate earlobe, and immediately the back of her ear was enveloped by a wet, itchy sensation,

interspersed with the man's even breathing and the warm breath gently brushing against the fine hairs on her cheek. Zhao Min's eyes

immediately glazed over, and she asked sweetly, "Why?"

Hearing such an adorable question, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but burst into laughter. Zhao Min suddenly snapped out of her daze, her face flushed, and with a flirtatious look in

her eyes , she playfully punched Zhang Wuji's strong chest, scolding him with a hint of anger, "Hurry up, or someone will

come in and see us!" As she spoke, she reached out her delicate hand, wanting to pull out the thick, hard thing that was still inside her

, but when she thought that such an action was too lewd, her beautiful face immediately turned infinitely shy, and her

just-steady breathing became rapid.

Zhang Wuji stroked her fair face and whispered comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, no one will come in."

But in his heart, he thought, "Zhou Zhiruo has been watching our performance for quite a while, and you only just now realized someone might break in!"

In fact, Zhang Wuji had already noticed Zhou Zhiruo's presence the moment she entered the room, but

he didn't expose her. Instead, he let her watch his and Zhao Min's wonderful performance, his purpose

being to provoke this woman who had quite aroused him!

...

Zhang Wuji glanced in the direction where Zhou Zhiruo was hiding, his demonic hand caressing Zhao Min's almost naked, full,

snow-white breasts, and chuckled wickedly, "Min'er, your little brother isn't satisfied yet, how can you expect him to come out?"

"What, you're not satisfied yet..."

"What, you don't believe me? Then let's do it again!"

Zhang Wuji lay on his side, thrusting his thick, hard member into Zhao Min's newly deflowered flower garden a few times, saying,

"No, I can't take it anymore..."

Zhao Min cried out softly as if waking from a dream, struggling to twist away from Zhang Wuji's embrace. She tried to

stand up, but her body was weak and her lower body, a woman's most vulnerable spot, was injured; she couldn't stand. Her body swayed, and she fell backward

onto Zhang Wuji.

At this moment, Zhao Min was completely helpless, overwhelmed with shame.

Her upper body was on the bed, while her two bare legs stretched out off the edge. Zhang Wuji had already lifted her skirt and

unbuttoned her clothes, leaving her half-naked. She closed her eyes tightly in embarrassment, covering her face with her hands,

her heart pounding.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji got up, lifted her legs and placed them on the bed,

then laid her back beside him. He gently stroked her bare breasts and legs, kissed her face, lowered her skirt

, and whispered, "Min'er, don't be afraid, I was just teasing you."

Zhao Min pinched his chest shyly, concealing her inner turmoil and unbearable embarrassment

, and changed the subject, saying, "You wicked man, did you already plan to do something bad to me?"

"Min'er, we're husband and wife, doing this is only natural," Zhang Wuji said lecherously,

looking at her alluring face, her snow-white breasts, her smooth, flat stomach, her long, shapely legs,

and the mysterious space between them, grinning mischievously.

Zhao Min blushed instantly, embarrassed and defiant, she gasped softly, "I don't care, it's just that you

..." She couldn't bring herself to say what she meant.

"Min'er, don't you really like me at all?" Zhang Wuji caressed her breasts with irresistible affection

, her ruby-like eyes glaring at him.

Zhao Min, somewhat overwhelmed by his teasing, covered her chest with her hands, her shy expression incredibly alluring, her breathing light and

rapid . After a moment's hesitation, she whispered shyly and sweetly, "I like you."

"That's right!!" Zhang Wuji smiled, lowering his head to devour her breasts, sucking gently, sliding

lightly , then sucking deeply, until her breasts gradually became large and her red eyes even more glistening and tender.

"Min'er's 'White Rabbit' milk candy tastes truly extraordinary. I just wonder when I'll get to drink Min'er's '

White Rabbit ' milk." He grasped and kneaded her firm, delicate breasts, his fingers pinching her pink, tender nipples. He rubbed

her full, fleshy breasts a few times, his palm sliding down to her labia, caressing the dark, glossy pubic hair, his fingers gently rubbing her

delicate buds.

"Ah! No...you bastard, I've already made you like this, and you still can't resist teasing me."

She twisted her alluring waist to avoid him, her beautiful, sexy body trembling slightly, her long, strong thighs clamped together.

"Good Min'er, brother is in so much pain..." Zhang Wuji grasped and kneaded her full, fleshy breasts, twisting her

snow-white body. Her long, pink legs and rounded shoulders trembled alluringly. Zhang Wuji sucked on her delicate earlobe,

stimulating her desire. He pulled her small hand down and pressed it onto his hard, hot dragon.

Zhao Min immediately felt his enormous, hard, and magnificent size. Startled, she tried to pull her hand away, but he held it tightly.

She could clearly feel his size and heat; her pretty face flushed, and she bit her lower lip, both shy and curious, as she

gently stroked it with her slender fingers.

Zhang Wuji's extraordinary greatness, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, made Zhao Min exclaim involuntarily, "So thick, so long

!" Forgetting her shyness, she couldn't wait to see it for herself.

Hearing these words from Zhao Min's small mouth filled Zhang Wuji, this little man, with even more pride. He

shifted his lower body, giving it full contact, and chuckled, "Min'er, didn't you just experience it for yourself

?"

Looking at the engorged, burning, and unbearably hot, enormous thing,

her eyes widened in disbelief, as if about to pop out. Her cherry-like mouth was wide open enough to fit a duck egg. She

gently pinched the dragon's body with her smooth, jade-like fingers, saying charmingly and innocently, "How can it be so big! I can't believe it

just went in... It's so amazing!"

Zhang Wuji kneaded the slippery, full breasts, feeling an endless pleasure from their smooth

, elastic texture, and groaned, "Min'er, you'll have to take responsibility if I anger you."

But she ignored him, staring intently at the erection, as if it were more attractive and

worthy of study than Zhang Wuji himself. One of her jade-like hands involuntarily began to stroke it up and down, while the other, not idle, instinctively

teased the two fleshy mounds at the base of his penis.

Stimulated, Zhang Wuji was on the verge of exploding, a painful tension of wanting to climax yet unable to. "Min'er,

help Brother Xiang Shuai kiss him,"

Zhao Min said, looking at the thriving member before her. Hearing Zhang Wuji call him "Brother Xiang Shuai,"

she turned and saw his hopeful expression. She closed her eyes tightly, her pretty face flushed, and gently parted her lips to take the

large, fleshy mushroom into her mouth.

At the same time, watching Zhang Wuji quickly remove his clothes, releasing his engorged, veiny

member throbbing from Zhao Min's presence, Zhou Zhiruo, who was peeping from next door, felt her delicate body burn with intense heat.

In broad daylight, under the clear sky, Zhang Wuji's powerful physique was completely exposed to Zhou Zhiruo hiding in the doorway.

His broad shoulders, muscular back, and especially his strong, powerful chest and abdominal muscles exuded a

steely strength, unleashing his fierce masculinity without reservation.

Zhou Zhiruo parted her lips slightly, took a few deep breaths, and shyly covered her face with her slender hands, but her gaze,

peeking , secretly observed his ferocious member, which was several times larger than that of an ordinary person.

"Oh my god, what is this? It's...it's terrifying...it looks like it's over eight inches long and at least

two inches wide, constantly throbbing, like a giant beast ready to devour someone at any moment. If...if it were me...

what if it were me...ah...so embarrassing..."

Zhou Zhiruo reached out to cover her chest, her breath quickening with embarrassment, her body going limp and weak. How could she have such

thoughts?

She just hadn't expected something like this to happen! Thinking like this meant she secretly hoped

Zhang Wuji disrespectful to her.

Zhou Zhiruo was both frightened and ashamed, yet she was bewitched and refused to close her beautiful eyes. Looking away from the indecent thing that stood erect like a sword between Zhang

Wuji's legs, her mind involuntarily recalled

the pleasure of being filled by it, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

...

Just then, a strange surge of pleasure ignited in Zhao Min's mouth. Slowly, she began to writhe,

the inexplicable surge of pleasure resonating within her.

The hard, thick, and hot head of his penis rubbed against Zhao Min's lips, palate, cheeks, and even reached her throat,

causing her to moan involuntarily. She quickly spat out the enormous head, her delicate face flushed, but it trembled

as it "nodded" at her. She brushed her beautiful hair behind her ear and took the large glans back into her mouth, thrusting it up and down repeatedly.

"Min'er, a little deeper, think about how you used to lick popsicles when you were little,"

Zhang Wuji groaned comfortably. Although it was her first time doing such explicit oral sex, she had seen

techniques online and, with Zhang Wuji's reminder, she began to perform oral sex on him with great effort and

passion . She carefully sucked from the side of his penis all the way to the tip, then slowly slid

down from the side, her tongue moving around while her left hand gently caressed his scrotum.

Slowly, sweat appeared on her forehead, her chest heaving more violently, her full, round breasts

bobbing up and down, and her leisurely beauty during the oral sex intensely stimulated Zhang Wuji's

genitals and senses.

She seemed to cherish it dearly, offering a pair of bright red lips, leaving red marks on his penis, as if she were

applying lipstick to it.

Zhang Wuji felt incredibly good. The beautiful woman extended her fragrant tongue, licking and rubbing the mushroom head of his penis with its tip, like

a dragon climbing a pillar, tightly entwining it. Zhang Wuji was driven to unbearable itch by her entanglement, his penis growing ever larger

under her teasing, almost to the point of ejaculation.

Seizing the opportunity, he opened his honeyed lips and took his penis into her mouth again, but unfortunately, her small cherry lips could only barely

accommodate two-thirds of the shaft.

He sucked and swayed it up and down and left and right, feeling the penis grow thicker, larger, harder

, and hotter, trembling as it pushed deeper into her mouth.

Suddenly, Zhang Wuji grabbed her head and thrust hard, the dragon plunging into her throat, suffocating her and

making her dizzy! With his hips trembling, hot, milky-white magma gushed out, shooting into her throat.

Zhang Wuji then withdrew his enormous member from her red lips. Looking at her slightly disheveled appearance, coughing lightly and

blushing , Zhang Wuji felt a surge of accomplishment.

Zhao Min obediently swallowed the pungent, milky-white semen that had spurted from Zhang Wuji's penis, and even

licked her sexy red lips with her small, fragrant tongue, still wanting more. Then she changed into a clean undergarment and panties,

every movement alluring and seductive, making Zhang Wuji's blood boil again. He smiled lewdly and

whispered , "Min'er, you are so tempting, your husband can't resist anymore, let's do it again."

Zhao Min languidly opened her beautiful eyes slightly, letting out a soft moan. She said in a coquettish voice, "No, I

'm so tired I don't even have the strength to lift a finger. I need to get some sleep, and I'll be back soon. It would

be so embarrassing if she found out!"

Zhang Wuji smiled wickedly to himself, but on the surface, he deliberately put on a pitiful look and said, "Min'er,

your husband loves you so much, do you want to see your husband suffer from burning desire?" As he spoke, he

gently caressed Zhao Min's breasts with his devilish hands, causing Zhao Min to begin to pant softly.

Zhao Min originally possessed a beautiful figure born of the spirit of heaven and earth, with eyebrows as light as spring mountains and eyes as clear as autumn water,

revealing a noble and dignified temperament, like a goddess descending from heaven to earth, transforming the dark forest into

a beautiful paradise of spiritual rain.

Her flowing, jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders, making her bright, intelligent eyes even more irresistible. Her pearly white teeth, like

two rows of sparkling jade, were captivating. She possessed a natural, unpretentious beauty, like a lotus rising from clear water,

astonishingly beautiful beyond compare.

At this moment, Zhao Min's face was flushed, and she was

covered . Lost in passion, Zhang Wuji increased the pressure of his kneading of her breasts, softly saying, "Min'er

, does it feel good? Your husband is here, your husband is about to do you."

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Zhao Min's heart surged, but weakened by her climax, she was powerless to

resist. Zhang Wuji pressed her down, and his overwhelming desire surged forth, unstoppable.

Zhao Min agreed, and Zhang Wuji already "bite" her delicate cherry lips, quietly holding her

fragrant, jade- lips. The man's unique scent wafted over, and Zhao Min felt as if struck by lightning;

her last shred

of reason was about to be swallowed by lust. If it were any other man, she could have used this final moment of clarity to resist the temptation, but this was Zhang Wuji.

In that brief moment of hesitation, Zhao Min's tongue, no longer under her control, reached out and intertwined tightly with Zhang Wuji's. Zhang Wuji's

tongue was locked with Zhao Min's soft, weak tongue

, as he licked every corner of her mouth, oblivious to their presence.

Zhao Min's eyes shone with a dazed, infatuated look

, her tongue entwined with Zhang Wuji's. The weakness and exhaustion vanished, replaced by boundless excitement. They sucked on each other

, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss, exchanging saliva, as if the other's saliva

contained the love between lovers.

Zhao Min tightly closed her eyes, wishing she could disappear into a hole, secretly blushing and saying, "It's over,

everyone has seen how wanton I am, I..."

But Zhang Wuji's caresses excited her body. Her vibrant curves were fully displayed before

Zhang Wuji's eyes. He grasped Zhao Min's breasts with both hands, his palms swirling and caressing her firm, full breasts,

kneading her crystal-clear, flawless white nipples, feeling their soft warmth and indescribable comfort.

His left hand climbed further up to her nipples, gently kneading them; the beautiful pink areolas, though not yet touched,

were already round and plump. Zhang Wuji took Zhao Min's right breast into his mouth, lowering his head to suckle, making a soft slurping sound, occasionally

gently biting the nipple with his teeth and lightly licking it with his tongue.

At this moment, Zhao Min couldn't help but let out a soft moan or two. Clearly, the tingling, itchy pleasure on her breasts was teasing this

learned and usually gentle Zhao Min 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 Zhao Min

was already experiencing a shameful reaction.

Zhang Wuji's right hand was also incredibly busy at this time, tracing along Zhao Min's dark, lustrous 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 exploring the woman's most mysterious triangle.

Before long, Zhang Wuji touched a patch of soft, slightly curved hair. Following the hair, Zhang Wuji began

to caress Zhao Min's petals. When Zhang Wuji's hands caressed Zhao Min's sacred private parts and elegant breasts, especially when she

knew her own lover was watching this scene, she suddenly felt an unprecedented excitement and pleasure. Two

blushes, shyly revealing her feelings, floated up her cheeks, and her clever eyes revealed a seductive wave. Wonderful fantasies

welled up from the bottom of her heart. Not only did she not reject Zhang Wuji's impudence, but she also looked forward to it.

Simultaneously being attacked in two of the woman's most sensitive areas caused Zhao Min's body to gradually heat up, with an indescribable

itching and pain spreading throughout her lower body. The pleasurable sensation made her wonder, "So

this is what it feels like to be caressed by a man. Was it all worth it to guard my virginity?"

Zhang Wuji slowly peeled back the two tightly closed red petals with his right middle finger and inserted it into the secret cave hidden beneath

the lush grass. The moment it entered, the dignified image that Zhao Min had been trying to maintain in front of Zhang Wuji completely collapsed.

She reacted violently, shaking her head, and involuntarily moaning from her cherry lips, "Ah...you rascal...so

comfortable ..." At the same time, she frowned, her toes lifting up and trembling slightly.

Seeing Zhao Min so comfortable, Zhang Wuji was even more pleased. His fingers, which had been gently tapping at her jade gate, didn't pause for long before

plunging into her jade maiden cave. He felt not only the narrowness of the cave but also an immense suction force .

His fingers, deep inside, were tightly wrapped by the warm, moist flesh. Even now, it was

difficult . Just inserting the tip of his middle finger brought an indescribable feeling of pressure and pleasure.

When his fingers broke through the flesh and touched the most sensitive part, Zhao Min felt an unbearable burning sensation. She was

terrified of her own sensitivity and cried out in her heart, "No! No matter how much I'm burning with desire, I can't

show my true colors in front of her! She's always looked up to me as a role model!"

But from the depths of the petals, nectar slowly seeped out, something she couldn't control. In front of him

, Zhang Wuji once again forced his way into Zhao Min'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 she, by nature chaste, constantly forced herself not to make a sound, waves of pleasure surged as

Zhang Wuji inserted into her petals, rotated like a stirring rod, and

Zhao Min 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. Zhao Min couldn't help but let out a soft, wanton "Ah," and for a moment, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her

.

Hearing Zhao Min's pleasurable, seductive voice, Zhang Wuji carefully rubbed her clitoris and

labia, his fingers diligently lingering inside her tight, wet vagina. Zhao Min moaned incessantly,

her soft breaths growing increasingly frantic.

As Zhang Wuji relentlessly thrust and probed into Zhao Min's secret cave, each intense probing

caused feel a shameless flow of fluid, trickling down her inner thighs and groin onto the bed.

The wet, squelching sounds rhythmically mirrored Zhang Wuji's thrusts, repeatedly eroding her

dignity . Finally, her lower body unconsciously twisted and arched, resembling a long-deprived, resentful woman.

Because Zhang Wuji wasn't sure if Zhao Min was psychologically ready, he continued to tease her.

Zhao Min's consciousness was becoming hazy; her once pale pink, tightly closed, and delicate

labia finally parted, the raised petals emitting a bewitching glow, and the flowing nectar had already soaked

her entire thighs and the sheets, exuding an indescribable lewdness.

Zhao Min, already dazed from the prolonged orgasms, could no longer help but cry out, "

Wuji ...you rascal...good husband, hurry up and use your...big cock...insert it...I want your big cock

...I'm so empty..."

Hearing Zhao Min's command, he immediately stripped naked as if receiving a royal decree. Zhang Wuji's strong, muscular body was incredibly powerful,

his whole body brimming with explosive energy. Although he was experienced, he felt it was

better for Zhao Min to take the initiative, so that she would be more accepting when she regained her senses.

The stimulation from her fingers abruptly ended, the swelling pleasure abruptly ceased, and an overwhelming

emotion swirled within her. Zhao Min, regaining her senses, opened her eyes and was shocked to see Zhang Wuji before her, his

erect, thick, and steaming member, eight or nine inches long, his eyes blazing, veins throbbing on it, and strangely,

faintly gleaming with a golden light. Zhao Min felt both fear and shame, quickly closing her eyes and turning her head away, unable to

bear the sight .

Seeing the surprise and embarrassment on Zhao Min's face, making her appear even more delicate and pitiful, Zhang Wuji felt

a surge of conquering pleasure, especially in front of her, and wanted to ravage her even more.

Zhao Min blushed, extremely embarrassed and ashamed, and stammered, "...Wuji...you put that thing...

inside Min'er...it's so itchy..." As she spoke, she actually brought her slightly parted petals closer to Zhang Wuji's

enormous member.

Zhang Wuji knew Zhao Min was burning with desire, so he wrapped her long legs around his waist, feeling

the pubic hair on her vulva rubbing against his lower abdomen, which was incredibly itchy.

Zhang Wuji lowered his head and suckled Zhao Min's breasts, his hands tightly gripping her plump, pink

buttocks. His erect penis gradually approached, pressing against the entrance of her wet, secret cave.

Zhao Min felt her legs being spread apart, her buttocks lifted by his hands, a hot penis pressed against her

opening . Zhang Wuji thrust his hips forward, slowly inserting his penis into Zhao Min's tight little hole.

When Zhang Wuji entered Zhao Min's body, although he felt the narrowness of the passage, thanks to the ample

lubrication and the firm elasticity of her vaginal flesh, he managed to insert his large penis. Zhang Wuji felt

his penis enveloped by several layers of warm, moist flesh, the base and his testicles tightly

wrapped in pubic hair.

Using the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, Zhang Wuji's enormous member broke through the barrier and penetrated deeply. For Zhao Min, a newlywed,

it was a thrilling experience. She seriously considered the possibility of her vagina tearing, and the immense

resistance she would encounter upon reaching her uterus.

But this time, Zhang Wuji's member moved with surprising ease inside Zhao Min's vagina, penetrating her jade-like opening with minimal effort,

reaching her very core. Her wanton love juices flowed freely, and enduring the throbbing pain in her pelvis, she finally completed the initial work,

a surge of emotion welling up within her.

Zhang Wuji exhaled and said, "Min'er, this place is really tight, it's making me uncomfortable. Zhao Min,

could you relax a little?"

Zhao Min was both ashamed and helpless, and whispered, "Wuji... people are watching us... Min'er is very

shy... that's why it's so tight... please be gentle... okay..."

Zhang Wuji nodded, and slowly thrust his lower body in. Zhao Min couldn't help but moan. Zhang Wuji's left hand was even

more restless, ravaging her jade peaks and slender waist. An endless kneading caused her pale

pink to become engorged and erect again, and their color gradually deepened. His 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 cleft, which made Zhao Min panic and bewilderment.

As Zhang Wuji began moving his lower body back and forth, a strong shiver swept over Zhao Min. Her tender orifice was penetrated by the enormous

penis , her vagina tightly filled. But that was only at the beginning. As the penis repeatedly moved in and out of her lower body

, the hot, thick penis penetrated her lower abdomen.

The tingling, itchy, sour, and numbing pleasure made her want to thrust forward.

Waves of pleasure spread from her lower body to her whole body, arousing Zhao Min's long-suppressed primal desires.

Zhang Wuji thrust vigorously into Zhao Min's petals, and Zhao Min couldn't help but sway her slender waist, straighten, and contract. Finally,

she lay back against Zhang Wuji's chest. Zhang Wuji lifted Zhao Min's buttocks and continued thrusting.

At the same time, he caressed Zhao Min's breasts. From this angle, Zhao Min could clearly see her private parts, the soft

pubic hair and moist petals, and the penis constantly entering and exiting her flower core.

Witnessing Zhang Wuji's fierce thrusting into her secret place, Zhao Min's clarity of mind vanished like the wind.

As the candle flickered, the humming from her nose gradually turned into passionate moans from her mouth. At this moment, in addition to the constant "plop" and

"plop" sounds of lustful fluids from the thrusting, the increasingly loud moans from Zhao Min's mouth were also added: "Ah...so

comfortable...so happy...it feels like flying...good husband, harder...your big meat stick, harder...

thrust into me...no...ah...it's coming...good brother, your meat stick...you've reached my flower heart..."

Zhao Min's full and smooth body writhed like a candy, tightly pressed against Zhang Wuji's body. Now, Zhao Min's

mind was filled only with desire, and she didn't care about any image of dignity and chastity. Her long-suppressed seductive and wanton nature and lustful nature were

aroused beyond control. At this moment, her jade breasts were being kneaded until they were about to burst, and her peach blossoms were being penetrated until her soul was scattered. Sour, sweet, numb, and painful sensations

all gathered in her body. Her seductive eyes were dangling like silk, and she was moaning and panting.

…Ah…Wuji, my husband…where did you learn this skill from…Ah…it’s killing me…

Min’er…it feels so good…Ah…flash in faster…harder…”

The beautiful Zhou Zhiruo, who was completely focused on fighting off the desire within her, felt the unbearable itching sensation

growing stronger, especially in her secret place, where the itching was unbearable. She could no longer concentrate, and the more she

tried to calm herself, the stronger the tingling sensation became.

The lewd moans of Zhao Min echoed in her ears like a giant hammer… The gentle tapping of the needles against her heart

gradually opened the door to lust within Zhou Zhiruo's reason. Her rationality was slowly fading,

yet her consciousness remained unusually clear, allowing her to acutely perceive the sensations emanating from her senses.

At this moment, the beautiful Zhou Zhiruo felt a suffocating, oppressive feeling in her chest, almost suffocating her.

She involuntarily opened her mouth, letting out a series of rapid gasps. The tingling, itchy sensation throughout her body was clearly

transmitted to her brain, especially in her secret place—a tingling, empty, and unbearable feeling. Water slowly flowed

out.

Zhou Zhiruo's delicate body began to twist involuntarily, as if hoping to slightly alleviate the inexplicable unbearable pain...

Zhang Wuji thrust forcefully as instructed, and Zhao Min twisted her waist and hips, raising her vulva to meet the challenge. After a quarter of an hour, Zhao Min

's lustful fluids flowed incessantly, dripping onto the carpet.

Zhao Min tightly embraced Zhang Wuji's neck with both hands, passionately entwining herself with him in lovemaking,

rubbing her trembling breasts against Zhang Wuji's strong chest, her slender waist swaying rapidly from side to side, her vulva rising and falling hungrily, her snow-white jade

legs... She opened to her limit, then gripped Zhang Wuji tightly, her plump, pink buttocks swaying and spinning rapidly, perfectly matching

Zhang Wuji's fierce onslaught.

Seeing Zhao Min's alluring and wanton state, Zhang Wuji realized it was nothing like the demure and reserved Zhao Min he knew. He kissed her seductive red lips

again , tightly embracing her, took a deep breath,

and thrust his thick, long member into Zhao Min's alluring opening, releasing his pent-up lust, enjoying Zhao Min's charming and wanton energy, admiring her radiant

beauty, indulging in endless, unrestrained pleasure.

"Ah...I...good brother...good husband...so comfortable...so pleasurable...harder...yes

...harder...Min'er...ah...it's so beautiful...oh..."

The liquid dripping from the two of them not only contained Zhao Min's private honey, but also

the sweat that flew out from their hard work, and the saliva that dripped involuntarily from the corners of their mouths. It not only soaked the bed, but also flowed to the floor, and

in the afterglow of the candlelight in the room, it shimmered eerily.

Suddenly, Zhao Min's delicate body arched backward against Zhang Wuji, her ample breasts trembling violently. A series of

intense , her head shaking rapidly, and she cried out ecstatically, "Ah...ah...Brother...good

husband...you're inside me...it feels so good...my body...you can play with it as you please...I want...um... I'm going to

cum..."

After cumming, Zhao Min felt her waist strength waning. She gripped the mattress tightly with both hands, thrusting her plump buttocks up and down

in response, drenched in sweat, panting heavily, moaning and crying out, "Husband Wuji...Min'er has no strength left

...I really can't take it anymore...oh...you darling..."

Zhang Wuji flipped her over, making her lie face down on the bed, raising her large, white buttocks high. He grasped

his large member and thrust it forcefully into her opening, filling it completely. Zhao Min

moaned.

Zhang Wuji then reached out and fondled her sagging breasts and large nipples. Although Zhao Min

had never experienced such a shameful act before, the sensation of Zhang Wuji's vigorous thrusting into her vagina, coupled with the pleasure of his hands kneading her nipples,

was something she was never experiencing before.

Especially Zhang Wuji's large member, each thrust sending shivers of pleasure through her clitoris, making her tender vaginal walls

feel full and swollen. With each thrust, the large groove protruding from the glans caused an even more intense, tingling

sensation.

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