[Hetu] [Heavenly Demon] [Episode 1] Chapter 4

Chapter Four: Unrestrained Lewdness

"My lord..." An Qiao seemed to see through Yang Cun's thoughts, and said tremblingly and cautiously, "My...

my sister and I were born on the same day, and she's also menstruating, she can't..."

A virgin...my virginity night, does it have to be so difficult? Yang Cun was on the verge of tears.

Although he had been consumed by lust and had inappropriate thoughts about this poor girl, she

didn't seem too resistant. But why did she have to do this at the crucial moment? This was practically torture,

torture to the extreme.

Yang Cun's lower body was still as hard as iron. Seeing An Qiao's red face and pitiful look, her

innocent appearance only fueled Yang Cun's anger. He was already considering whether it was necessary to wash his silver spear with blood.

His mind

felt his throat go dry. He was starting to lose control, wishing he could just abandon these tender, affectionate

gestures and rape her or Xiao Anling beside her.

"My lord, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." An Qiao seemed to realize Yang Cun's anger was rising

, her voice becoming increasingly urgent.

"An Qiao..." Looking at her pitiful appearance, Yang Cun finally couldn't bring himself to do it. He slowly

knelt down, lightly kissing her trembling lips. Seeing her frightened expression, he whispered,

"Don't be afraid. I was too impulsive today, I scared you..."

"Ah?" Hearing these gentle words and seeing the tenderness in Yang Cun's eyes, An Qiao

was stunned. Surprised, she felt a shy yet inexplicable joy.

"Sigh..." Yang Cun sighed, unsure what to say. This was the first time he'd met the girl. They'd already been through so much in the dilapidated temple

tonight ; they were probably terrified. Now, he'd

inexplicably molested her. No matter how

you looked at it, his behavior was truly beastly. "W-what's wrong?" An Qiao's lips trembled. Seeing Yang Cun's sighing expression, she suddenly

looked like a child who'd done something wrong, her big eyes filled with apprehension and fear.

"It's nothing. I'll hold you while you sleep, okay?" As Yang Cun spoke, he looked longingly at her

trembling, adorable breasts, swallowing hard. He wanted to play with them, to suckle them, but he was afraid of being consumed by lust,

so he restrained his intense urge.

"Okay!" An Qiao's face flushed instantly. She glanced shyly at Yang Cun and nodded obediently. In

this era that valued physical intimacy, such closeness was already excessive. In traditional thinking, the young

girl considered herself Yang Cun's person.

"I want to sleep naked..." Yang Cun felt incredibly hot all over, even the soft silk clothes

felt extremely uncomfortable against his skin. Ignoring whether the girl beneath him was a virgin, he straightened up and

roughly stripped himself naked.

"Ah..." An Qiao seemed surprised by Yang Cun's sudden action. When she saw a naked man for the first time

, her face flushed, and she couldn't help but gasp.

His tall, well-proportioned body, while lacking exaggerated muscles, was not at all

thin . His strong, powerful arms and somewhat lean yet incredibly muscular physique

completely stunned the young girl, her eyes filled with shy curiosity, yet she dared not look.

His pubic hair was thick and dark, his engorged penis, thick and long, covered with bulging

veins, and the enormous triangular glans, now a purplish-black, looked quite menacing. Yang Cun

was somewhat surprised. Before, when he was on the mountain, he couldn't even find a single bird feather, and when his body was weak, he didn't even have morning erections .

Now, when he was erect, it was almost eighteen centimeters long. It wasn't too thick, but it was still

larger . He had never realized he had such a physique before.

"Sleep!" Yang Cun said, immediately lying down. He

pulled his arms, feeling the warmth of her body and the sensation of her soft breasts against his armpit.

His lower body couldn't help but throb with excitement.

"Oh, okay..." An Qiao hadn't recovered from her shyness, and

when she realized she was nestled in Yang Cun's arms, she was speechless.

"Come, let me hold you tight," Yang Cun said, one hand already

stroking , feeling its silky smoothness. His other hand grasped her small hand, unsure where to put it,

gently holding it to feel its softness and bonelessness, while irresistibly teasingly caressing her delicate

hand.

"Mmm, mmm..." An Qiao answered shyly, raising her head to look at Yang Cun with teary eyes. It was the first time

she had been held so intimately by a man, and she was naked from the waist up; her heart was pounding uncontrollably, making it

impossible to fall asleep peacefully.

They lay quietly for a short while, their heartbeats both racing. Yang Cun soon couldn't restrain himself any longer;

his previously restrained hands couldn't help but reach for her tender body, causing An Qiao to tremble. Yang Cun's palm

slowly covered her soft, tender breasts. The moment his hand touched them, the softness, the elasticity, the

fullness , made Yang Cun unable to resist gently kneading them.

"Mmm..." An Qiao trembled, breathing softly. Although her instinctive restraint made her want to protect her breasts,

her teary eyes glanced at Yang Cun, and for some reason, she stopped herself from moving.

"Turn around, let me have a good feel for you." Yang Cun's breathing was a little rapid, but with her

curled the position was a bit awkward. Without a word, he turned An Qiao's petite body around, making her face away from him,

and his hands went directly under her armpits, grasping those—a pair of cute little breasts.

"You are..." An Qiao hummed shyly, the rough hands kneading her chest, sometimes rough and sometimes gentle,

making her almost lose her ability to think. Something hard pressed against her buttocks through the fabric, and she trembled all over,

feeling both shy and curious, not daring to ask.

"You smell so good!" Yang Cun breathed heavily, kneading her while kissing her fragrant hair and her

cute nape of the neck, his desire surging uncontrollably once again.

"Master, I'm a little itchy..." An Qiao's breathing became rapid again, and as she spoke, her small

body even though it was limp and at Yang Cun's mercy, couldn't help but tremble.

"My dear Qiaoqiao, how about I make you feel good?" As Yang Cun spoke, his hands, in a moment of excitement

, couldn't help but squeeze her lovely, tender breasts hard.

An Qiao moaned in pleasure, her back to Yang Cun, but she closed her eyes, too ashamed

to look directly at the devilish hands groping her chest.

"Does it feel good? Be a good girl and listen to me." Yang Cun suddenly became a little excited, kissing her snow-white shoulders passionately

as panting, "Don't worry about anything else, as long as you obey, I

'll feel very good!"

"Okay, okay..." An Qiao trembled, her words already incoherent. Her tender breasts were

being played with , and when Yang Cun's fingers pressed against her small nipples, the electric shock-like sensation made her whole body

convulse instinctively; the subtle feeling from her very cells was almost driving her to the brink of collapse.

"Good girl, you're so good..." Yang Cun said, unable to suppress the surging lust in his heart. He

pulled out a silk scarf from the bedside table and, under her shy, confused, yet obedient gaze, slowly blindfolded her.

"Master, what are you... doing?" Deprived of her sight, her body seemed to become more

sensitive . When her eyes were completely covered, An Qiao's voice trembled even more violently. Without sight,

the feeling of that strange hand caressing her body became even clearer.

"Good girl, stick out your tongue..." Yang Cun looked at her cherry-like mouth opening and closing as she spoke, and he was already

starting to lose control. He slowly moved his body and gently moved to her tender breasts. One hand grasped his already

rock-hard penis, his eyes red with anticipation for that soft, rosy little tongue.

"Oh..." An Qiao seemed to sense something. Although her heart was beating even faster, she obediently opened

her small mouth and slowly stuck out her tender, rosy tongue.

"Okay, like this..." Yang Cun gripped his already rock-hard penis, which was about to explode, and stroked it a few times. Looking at

the obedient girl beneath him, his lust intensified. He swallowed hard and tentatively slapped his penis against

her rosy tongue. The soft and wonderful touch, even with just a simple contact, almost

made Yang Cun ejaculate.

"Ah..." An Qiao groaned indistinctly, her whole body trembling with surprise. The sensations in her body,

the touch on her tongue, sent messages that left her stunned. Could that thing touching her tongue

be...?

"Be good, don't move... um, like this." Yang Cun was panting heavily, gently guiding her.

Seeing how obedient An Qiao was, he couldn't help but rub the head of his penis against her soft tongue. The sensitive areas brought him sensory

pleasure, making Yang Cun gasp with pleasure.

"Ugh..." An Qiao had a vague idea in her mind, but she was too ashamed to think about it. In her dazed

state, she felt that round, slightly angular, hard object gently rubbing against her little tongue

, slowly slipping into her mouth.

"Don't move, be good, don't bite, open your mouth..." Yang Cun looked excitedly at the object beneath him, his enormous

member rubbing against her cute little tongue. The incomparable sensation was indescribable

.

"Ugh..." An Qiao whimpered in surprise, her tongue sticking out for a long time. Her mouth began to stiffen, and saliva

instinctively secreted more and more. She vaguely knew

what the strange-tasting thing was, but at this moment, her whole body was weak and she couldn't resist this strange

stimulation .

"Be good, open your mouth, yes..." Yang Cun's eyes were red with excitement as he gently stroked her delicate

face. His lower body slowly thrust forward, watching his glans gradually enter the girl's cute

cherry-like mouth . Seeing her innocent face holding his glans, the visual impact was so intense that Yang Cun was

almost speechless with pleasure.

"Ah, like that, yes..." Yang Cun gasped comfortably. The sensation of his glans entering the girl's

mouth, feeling the movement within her small opening, feeling the tense trembling of her tongue, was incredibly

wonderful . This stimulation, enveloped in warmth and moisture, was making the second-generation virgin Yang Cun feel like he was about to faint.

"Baby, it feels so good..." Yang Cun took a deep breath, controlling his almost irresistible urge to ejaculate.

Looking down at his glans being held by such a pure and lovely girl, seeing her cute red lips tightly

holding his penis, the superior position, the moment he straddled her, created an indescribable

stimulation .

An Qiao swallowed more and more saliva with difficulty; the strong taste of masculinity in her mouth almost made her

faint. Although her vision was temporarily deprived, the young girl clearly knew

what she was holding in her mouth. Despite her instinctive shyness, Yang Cun's every word was like a demonic chant piercing her brain, making her

weak . She had no idea how to refuse this pleasure that made her so ashamed she almost fainted.

"Come on, tongue, move it..." Yang Cun hummed comfortably, gently stroking her

face his other hand couldn't resist grabbing her small arm and slowly guiding her small hand towards his

manhood.

"Ugh..." An Qiao hummed softly in her daze. When her soft little hand grasped his huge manhood,

she instinctively tightened her muscles, but Yang Cun didn't give her that chance. He forcefully grabbed her small hand and

held his manhood tightly, thrusting his hips forward and pushing it into her mouth.

"Good girl, just like that, move it a little, I feel very good." Yang Cun breathed heavily, continuing to tempt An Qiao, grabbing

her small hand and slowly moving it in and out. Although her small hands were stiff and unsure how to move, the

softness of the child's hands, combined with the stimulation of her stiff, hot, and moist mouth, still made Yang Cun moan

softly in .

An Qiao was so nervous that her hands almost cramped. Although she couldn't see, she knew perfectly well what Yang Cun was

doing and what was in her mouth. The young and innocent girl, though not understanding the pleasures of men and women,

knew the importance of modesty and shame. But for some reason, Yang Cun's words were enticing her, leaving her

mind blank and making her forget even the basic refusal.

Her delicate hands, with their incredibly smooth skin like silk, were

stiff at the knuckles, and when she grasped his manhood, it seemed a little strained, light and weak, yet with a hint of resistance.

Still lured by the temptation, Yang Cun groaned softly, fully enjoying this indescribable sensation. His glans was inside her

small mouth ; even though she didn't know how to suck or lick, the intensely hot, moist sensation alone

was enough to make Yang Cun close his eyes, his breathing so rapid his heart could barely keep up.

So hot! An Qiao's eyes were covered, her small mouth filled with that enormous thing, her heart pounded

uncontrollably , her body temperature soared like a rocket, and she felt an inexplicable heat.

Especially the unusual smell emanating from her mouth, which inexplicably made the young girl feel both

extremely uneasy and extremely excited.

"Stick your tongue out..." Yang Cun was so comfortable he almost stopped breathing. Watching this sweet and

lovely girl with his glans in her mouth, the visual stimulation from above made every hair on his body

tremble uncontrollably.

"Ugh..." An Qiao was panting heavily. Hearing Yang Cun's words,

she didn't . She let out a soft moan, slowly releasing the head of his penis, and shyly sticking out her cute, rosy

tongue.

"Yes, just like that." Yang Cun was panting heavily, holding his penis and pressing the head against her soft, warm

tongue, gently rubbing it back and forth. The softness and warmth of the girl's tongue brought sensory stimulation mixed

with psychological stimulation, making Yang Cun feel so comfortable that his legs were about to cramp from squatting.

"Lick it!" After enjoying the sensation for a while, Yang Cun saw that the cute girl was nervous and didn't dare to move at all.

At this point, he was no longer satisfied with such simple rubbing.

"How do I lick it?" An Qiao was a little uncomfortable from sticking her tongue out for so long, and her cheeks were producing a lot of saliva.

She swallowed lightly and asked instinctively and shyly.

The sight of the girl swallowing, coupled with her instinctive licking of her saliva,

was incredibly stimulating. Yang Cun's mind went blank for a moment, and he gasped, "Just like when you eat candy, kiss it with

your lips , lick it with your tongue, understand?"

An Qiao shrank back shyly, neither agreeing nor saying anything, seemingly too embarrassed to speak. This shy

demeanor, combined with the blush on her face, made her even more alluring. Yang Cun's mind went completely wild, and

he immediately placed the head of his penis against her lips again, looking expectantly at the lovely girl beneath him.

An Qiao hesitated for a moment, but finally mustered her courage, thinking of the feeling of eating candied hawthorns as a child .

Her small, tender tongue stiffened and trembled as she tentatively licked the head of his penis. Yang Cun felt so good that his bones

seemed to fall apart. He groaned and excitedly said, "Yes, like that, lick it with your tongue..."

An Qiao remained shy and silent, but obediently licked it twice more. Yang Cun struck while the iron was hot,

instructing her to grasp his manhood with her small hands, then impatiently pressed the head of his penis against her lips. The girl stiffened

, struggled a few times, but couldn't pull her hands away, only nervously gripping the thick, hard object in her palm.

"Come on, move like this..." Yang Cun was sweating profusely with excitement, teaching her to use her small hands to move him

while urging her mouth to cooperate. Although he lacked practical experience, having watched so many pornographic films and memorized them

, he was fully qualified to train this clueless little cutie.

He patiently guided her, suppressing his burning desire and impulse, occasionally enduring

the pain of his teeth accidentally scraping her lips when she awkwardly sucked on his penis. However, even this couldn't mask the immense psychological stimulation and visual pleasure.

Although An Qiao remained silent, she was truly obedient, shy and nervous, but she listened to Yang Cun's words,

carefully sucking on his penis.

Her soft little tongue began to lick and tease his manhood, gliding over the long, thick shaft, then obediently

sucking on the glans and urethral opening. Even though the touch was gentle, the stimulation was all the more intense.

Yang Cun felt his waist go limp, his legs spread apart, and he knelt beside her pillow, his hands bracing against the corner of the bed, arching his back,

trying to get his glans back into her little mouth to feel that warm, wet sensation.

"Ugh..." An Qiao felt her little mouth filled to the brim again, the man's heavy

breathing , and his breath pattering against her face! This unprecedented feeling had made her lose

her ability to think, and she instinctively began to suckle the strange and intoxicatingly large thing in her mouth.

"Yes, like that, come on, don't move..." Yang Cun gasped, but being a

virgin , he couldn't withstand such intense stimulation. He felt a chill run through his body, his waist

began to cramp and go numb, and his body stiffened and trembled uncontrollably.

"Don't move, or it will be very uncomfortable..." Yang Cun's voice was already a little hoarse when he said this.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pleasure that almost made his soul split apart. He held An Qiao's head in his hands and began to rub his

glans he quickly moved his hand in and out.

"Ugh, hum..." An Qiao didn't know what was happening, but she seemed to vaguely sense something. She

was a little uneasy at first, but immediately obediently let Yang Cun's glans rub against her mouth. She instinctively

stuck out her little tongue and trembled as she actively licked Yang Cun's sensitive urethral opening.

"Ah..." Suddenly, she felt an electric shock throughout her body, and every cell in her body seemed

to start throbbing violently at the same time. When that soft little tongue curiously and shyly probed the tip of his penis,

Yang Cun's mind went blank, and his soul exploded in a whirl.

Yang Cun felt his body spasming uncontrollably, every muscle

seemingly stiffened to its limit. In an instant, this intense stimulation made the nerves in his groin taut as if they were about to

snap. In his blank mind, he felt an incredibly beautiful shiver run through his body, and the world

went completely blank, his vision went black, so pleasurable he could barely see anything.

"Don't...don't move..." Yang Cun roughly pressed down on her swaying head. With each twitch of his mind,

his glans opened wide, and in a wave of pleasure that felt like his soul was about to collapse, streams of hot semen—

semen that had been pent up for over ten years—exploded powerfully into that pure, sweet little mouth.

One stream, two streams, three streams... Although not afraid, An Qiao didn't understand what was happening. She only felt

something sticky coming out of her mouth, hot and fishy. The taste wasn't disgusting, but it was very strange.

The girl sobbed, curious and confused, but helplessly unable to open her eyes to see what was going on.

After holding back for over ten years, this was Yang Cun's first ejaculation, and the amount seemed a bit excessive. As his thrusts

slowed , squeezing out the last drop of semen, he felt so pleasurable that he saw stars. An Qiao, however

, groaned in discomfort. Her cute little mouth couldn't hold so much semen; a little

milky white fluid began to trickle down her face from between her lips.

"Ah..." Yang Cun groaned comfortably, shifting his stiff legs and managing to stand up

a little higher. When he pulled his glans out of her mouth, he looked down at the beautiful scene before him,

and his mind went blank again, swallowing hard with excitement.

An Qiao's slightly damp hair lay scattered on the sheets, her fair skin

flushed and glistening with sweat, exuding a captivating aura. Her eyes were

covered by a silk scarf, revealing a face flushed and alluringly red. She was panting heavily, her mouth agape, seemingly unable

to close completely . It was clear that her cherry-like lips were filled with his milky-white semen,

some of it dripping onto her innocent, lovely face, fueling Yang Cun's burning desire.

"Good girl, swallow it..." Although Yang Cun was weak and trembling, he still gently stroked her face, still wet with

his semen, feeling the girl's shy, burning heat.

His voice was low and deep, almost hypnotic. An Qiao trembled slightly, seemingly unsure of the strange taste

in her mouth . She hesitated for a moment, her eyebrows furrowing slightly, but obediently closed

her mouth. Her throat moved, and she slightly opened her mouth again. Now, she had

swallowed , making her alluring lips appear innocent and pure.

"Here, there's more..." Yang Cun was almost delirious with excitement, immediately placing his still-semen-covered

penis back into her mouth. An Qiao let out a soft moan, then obediently took the glans into her mouth, sucking it gently,

her stiff little tongue shyly licking it.

Even after she had licked away all the semen, Yang Cun's penis, which had already ejaculated once, remained rock hard.

However, his lustful urges had subsided considerably, so he quickly used a silk handkerchief to wipe the semen from her mouth and face

before slowly removing the handkerchief that had been covering her eyes.

"My lord, is it...is it done?" An Qiao was too ashamed to open her eyes, her voice soft and trembling, so delicate and

weak it was heartbreaking.

"It's done, An Qiao is so good." Yang Cun smiled contentedly. He wanted to kiss her cheek, but remembering

the semen still on her pure and sweet face, he abandoned the idea and instead kissed her

cute and beautiful breasts, causing the girl to tremble all over.

"I...can I go wash my face..." An Qiao shyly opened her eyes,

curling up like a kitten, her little hands instinctively covering her cute chest, her face flushed, not daring to look at Yang Cun

, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

"Why do you want to wash your face?" Yang Cun was really delighted, immediately stroking her little face with a lewd

smile .

"My face is sticky..." An Qiao had never been teased like this before, and immediately lowered her head in embarrassment,

saying shyly, "And my mouth... is sticky and dry too..."

"Okay, but you have to hurry!" Yang Cun's heart softened, and he immediately picked up

her small and cute body under her shyly peeking, draped his jacket over her bare upper body, and carefully instructed, "

Go and come back quickly , I want to hold you and sleep with you tonight!"

An Qiao looked at Yang Cun with embarrassment and a little shyness, took off her almost weak legs, tightly wrapped the

huge jacket around her body, swayed her cute little bottom, and ran behind the screen again.

Yang Cun comfortably lay down on the window, closed his eyes, and felt this indescribable beauty. A virgin for two lifetimes,

does this count as graduation? But thinking about An Qiao's cute face, it seems pretty

good to get her to give him oral sex. After the sperm slowly returned to his testicles, Yang Cun's mind was filled with confusion again. Although An Qiao was young

, she was already a budding beauty. Why was she hanging out with her sister in that dilapidated temple?

Just as Yang Cun's mind was slightly dazed, An Qiao returned after washing up. Seeing Yang Cun lying

naked on the bed, his huge thing gradually calming down, her face immediately

turned red. Her hand stiffly picked up a still-warm silk handkerchief and timidly asked, "Would you like me to wipe myself...?"

"You wipe myself for me." Seeing her delicate and lovely appearance, Yang Cun's heart was filled with a wicked thought. He

deliberately lazily thrust his buttocks forward, letting her clearly see the huge thing that had just been ravaging her mouth.

"Hmm..." An Qiao's face turned even redder. She looked at Yang Cun with embarrassment and a bit of coquettishness. Her body

hesitated , then she lowered her head and slowly climbed onto the bed. Her trembling little hands held the warm silk handkerchief and gently stroked

Yang Cun's messy crotch.

"Mmm..." Yang Cun shuddered with pleasure, not only from the soft touch of her small hand on his skin,

but also from her shy yet charmingly coquettish appearance.

"What's wrong?" An Qiao was startled and looked at Yang Cun anxiously, thinking that she had

been clumsy and hurt him.

"It's nothing, little darling, wipe carefully..." Yang Cun smiled lewdly, his hand wandering to

her firm yet soft thigh, giving it a gentle pinch.

"Mmm..." An Qiao blushed, enduring the strange tingling sensation on her thigh. After taking a deep breath,

she gently grasped his now limp member and began to carefully wipe it with a warm silk towel.

She was both shy and curious, embarrassed yet unable to resist examining it closely, seemingly wondering why

his large member had shrunk, no longer as thick and menacing as it had been in her mouth.

Recalling the taste, the foreign object she had swallowed, and the unprecedented heat, An Qiao's body went limp.

She glanced at it shyly, then quickly told herself not to think about it anymore, continuing to carefully wipe away

the enormous object that had never appeared in her mind before, nor had she ever touched it.

After wiping for a while, initially feeling a bit good, it started to hurt repeatedly. Yang

Cun then snatched the silk handkerchief from her hand, which was almost chafing his glans, and threw it aside. Seeing the girl looking at

him obediently and shyly, he couldn't help but suddenly hug her, and they fell onto the bed together.

Yang Cun let the adorable little one sleep in his arms first, then pulled up the blanket to

cover them both. An Qiao, blushing, nestled shyly in Yang Cun's arms, almost burying her head

in the blanket; her cute appearance was even more captivating! Yang Cun immediately leaned close to her ear and kissed her reddened

ear, whispering, "Take off your top; it'll be more comfortable sleeping like this!"

"Then I'll go blow out the candles first..." An Qiao hesitated, even though her upper body had already been stripped naked, the thought

of undressing herself made the young girl, experiencing her first stirrings of love, very shy.

"No, you take it off first, I won't look, okay?" Yang Cun used a combination of gentle persuasion and firmness, and An Qiao finally obediently

took off her large top under the blanket, shyly covering her breasts, and continued to curl up obediently in Yang Cun's

arms .

They embraced silently, the shy girl blushing and too shy to lift her head. Her sweet

breath tickled Yang Cun's armpits. He gently stroked her soft hair, holding her warm, supple

body, and asked with a touch of tenderness, "An Qiao, did I scare you tonight?"

An Qiao remained silent, hesitating for a moment before shaking her head.

"Hmm, let's sleep then!" Seeing her silence and even a faint yawn, Yang Cun immediately

hugged her tightly and said softly, "From now on, you're my woman. I'll treat you well."

"Mmm!" The girl's body stiffened for a moment, and after a long pause, a soft murmur escaped from under the covers

.

"Turn around, it feels good to be held like that." Yang Cun held her fragrant body; although his desire had

subsided, he soon felt a renewed itch.

"Okay." Her voice, soft as a nightingale's song, tinged with sleepiness, An Qiao obediently hummed in agreement. She immediately turned around,

leaning against Yang Cun's chest, feeling the man's warmth and strength. The blush on her face

deepened .

In the darkness of the bed, Yang Cun's thieving hands couldn't resist caressing her slender waist, then began to

roam upwards. Amid An Qiao's rapid breathing, his rough hands slowly reached her lovely, tender breasts,

covering them and gently kneading them, savoring the elasticity and childlike innocence of her body.

His rough hands rubbed against her sensitive areas, and An Qiao gradually began to pant, but she obediently

allowed Yang Cun's advances.

The sky was beginning to lighten, and the candlelight that had burned all night slowly went out. As her body

softened into exhaustion, the girl succumbed to sleep and drifted off to a deep slumber. At that moment, the hand on her chest

seemed to be protecting the warmth of her heart, making her sleep especially soundly. She hadn't slept so

soundly in a long time.

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