【Immortal Destiny】(Part 2, Chapter 70)

Chapter 70 Hehuan Gate - 3

Sensing the woman's evasiveness, Meng Ji remained unmoved. He had lost his mind, feeling only intense

pain , and a burning desire to bury himself deep within her wet, hot body. With a swift movement, Cen Zhu's clothes were off, her graceful,

naked body exposed before him. He then tore off his own clothes and urgently pressed Cen Zhu

onto the bed.

"No… I haven't studied the martial arts yet, you…" Cen Zhu cried out in panic, desperately trying to stall for time,

hoping Meng Ji would stop his frenzied actions. But the man clearly ignored her words. He simply kissed

her lips, his tongue entwining with hers in a passionate embrace, his strong arms firmly gripping her slender waist,

giving her no chance to escape.

His deep voice carried a suppressed desire as he kissed her, murmuring, "Master… my master…"

How he longed to become one with her, to kiss and entwine like this forever, to be forever entangled with her.

Cen Zhu was breathless from the kisses. She gasped for air, feeling as if she were about to suffocate. She

couldn't understand why the man was suddenly so frenzied, his kisses so greedily as if he wanted to tear her apart.

She could only keep her flushed face still, and between the kisses, she stammered, "Meng Ji… I…

command you to… let… go…"

"Master… my sweet master…" the man continued his passionate kisses, his large hands roaming restlessly over her

naked body, relentlessly rubbing her sensitive spots.

She hated her sensitive body. Though she cried out for him to stop, her body swayed uncontrollably

with his caresses. She arched her back to meet his loving hands, wishing he would touch her already

wet vulva. Her mind wanted to resist, but her body betrayed her, craving his intense possession. She

gritted her teeth , suppressing the moans that threatened to escape her lips, not wanting him to realize her body had already surrendered.

"Master...don't bite...I want to hear your seductive voice..." The man's large hand deliberately and gently moved to the tender spot between

the woman's legs, his fingers wandering around the honey hole, but deliberately not probing inside.

Sweat beaded on his forehead as he suppressed the burning heat in his lower body.

"No..." Cen Zhu couldn't help but gasp. She suddenly hated the man's malicious teasing. She couldn't

deceive herself that she didn't desire it. Her already aroused body was so sensitive that it made her uncomfortable. At this moment, all she could think about was the man's

penis fiercely occupying her already overflowing honey hole.

"Your hypocritical master is so cute..." Meng Ji bent down and licked the woman's erect breasts. He

stuck out his tongue and licked them again and again until the delicate nipples were

bright made the man's breath quicken. He felt the throbbing pain in his lower body, but he still

patiently licked the other nipple.

"Ah..." Cen Zhu arched her back, wanting to put her nipple entirely into the man's mouth. She gripped the sheets,

craving more, more... She hated her own lewdness at this moment, but she truly couldn't bear it anymore. She moaned loudly, her

fair body flushed a beautiful pink, "Please... don't torture me anymore..." She didn't know whether she wanted

the man to continue or to stop; she only felt she couldn't take it anymore...

"Master..." Looking at the woman beneath him, he felt she was truly beautiful at this moment. Her

fair, rosy face was filled with desire, her long eyelashes seemed to hold glistening tears, and her luscious red lips were

slightly parted, her face radiating countless charms, making his burning desire want to erupt just by looking at her.

Her body trembled slightly with desire, her honeyed orifice already overflowing with lustful fluid,

the sheets beneath her soaked, the small room filled with the decadent scent of lust. The body's desire was so

honest it was shameful. She closed her eyes, unable to look at the man's handsome face, and couldn't help but spread her legs wide, offering a silent invitation to the man

on top of her .

Meng Ji saw the woman's hint, and his heart leaped with joy. His fingers touched the woman's honeypot, and he realized she was already

prepared for him. The warm, moist flower made his heart flutter, and he inserted two fingers, playing with her already overflowing

vulva .

With her eyes closed, Cen Zhu felt her flower being probed by fingers, and she moaned, "Mmm...ah..."

arching her body repeatedly. The feeling of rising and falling with desire was so wonderful; she was submerged in a sea of lust, rising and falling with the tides...

Meng

Ji's thumb found the sensitive protrusion above her honeypot. He gently pressed, moved, and played with it,

ignoring the woman's seductive moans beneath him. He still wanted to give her more, more than she could bear.

Cen Zhu looked up at Meng Ji's extremely handsome face. She felt that this white leopard, though beautiful, was also

incredibly . In the 21st century, he would definitely be a super pretty boy, and even she, a lesbian, couldn't help but secretly admire him. If

she were reborn into such a handsome man who wasn't at all effeminate, how wonderful that would be! Countless

women enamored with her. Thinking of this, she reached out her small hand and gently stroked his handsome face, imagining that this handsome face was her own

.

Meng Ji was unaware of Cen Zhu's thoughts at this moment. He only felt the infatuation in the eyes of the woman beneath him. He gasped,

finally thrust his penis forward, burying it into her already wet flower.

"Mmm...so full..." Cen Zhu felt her lower body instantly filled by his heat, her flower almost being

stretched open. She gasped and moaned softly, feeling the tingling sensation in her lower body making her feel like she was flying to heaven.

Meng Ji looked at the beauty beneath him, feeling that every part of her was beautiful. Her snow-white, high breasts, her slender waist

that seemed capable of breaking easily, and her beautiful, flushed vulva, red with passion—just looking at her made him feel

breathless. He kissed her small mouth passionately, his tongue swirling wildly within her soft, tender lips. His large hands grasped her

waving hands, while his other hand caressed her already erect nipples. His kisses were loud and clear, as if he wanted to

suck all the saliva from her lips, while the heat of his lower body relentlessly and fiercely thrust into her, causing the woman

's honeyed vulva beneath him to tremble uncontrollably, her juices splashing everywhere.

Each of his thrusts was extremely deep and fierce, his eyes burning with intense lust. His narrow hips twisted and

rotated constantly, as if he wanted to scrape every corner of her vulva with his penis, hot and wet, giving her everything he could

give.

She moaned intermittently under the assault of his thin lips, "Ah...too deep...Mengji..." She

could only be forced to completely endure the ultimate pleasure of the Soul Devouring Technique, and bear the lewd pleasure that the man brought her.

"My master, I want to stab you... stab you hard..." The tip of his penis was constantly sucked by Cen Zhu's

fleshy hole . His muscles were tense, and his muscular body was covered with glistening sweat. He was pounding away eagerly,

thrusting wildly at an incredible speed, each thrust penetrating the woman's cervix...

Under the man's constant stimulation, Cen Zhu fell into a frenzy of lust. She kept moaning and shouting, "

Too deep ... Meng Ji... no more..." Her honey hole kept contracting and tightening. Although her mouth said no,

her lower hole seemed to be biting Meng Ji's penis, not letting him go. She couldn't help

but scream, "Ah...", arching her pink body, her honey hole convulsing as she reached another

climax ...

"Master's body is becoming more and more sensitive." Meng Ji loved Cen Zhu's charming and helpless little face during her climax.

He wished he could let Cen Zhu enjoy the pleasure he gave her every moment. Cen Zhu's contractions during her climax made Meng Ji feel like

he was being bitten to heaven, but he still couldn't bear to ejaculate. He insisted on giving Cen Zhu more and more beautiful things. His master

deserved to have her...

The hot night seemed endless. The tireless man, just like his original form—a beast—constantly

attacked the delicate woman beneath him, constantly taking over all of her. The woman's pleas only further stimulated his lust.

He became more and more excited, more and more infatuated. He felt that his thousands of years of cultivation were only for waiting to meet his master. He was glad that

he was already an eighth-level spirit beast when he met his master, and glad that his master could accept him.

Cen Zhu's wet hole was being frantically penetrated by the man, the lewd sounds of "plop! plop!" fueling his increasingly

frenzied . He thrust excitedly, with all his might, finally ejaculating as the woman's tight contractions subsided.

Cen Zhu's vagina continued to contract, her body exhausted from being penetrated all night. She fell into

a deep sleep, her pitiful, delicate vagina still flowing with the man's semen.

Meng Ji looked at the woman with tenderness, gently wiping her body with a white cloth. But when he reached her

swollen vagina, his handsome face flushed slightly, his breath caught in his throat, and his desire flared up again. He quickly closed his eyes

to calm himself, then gently and carefully wiped her again.

With a wave of his hand, a thin blanket covered her naked body. He gently kissed her forehead, thinking,

"May you have sweet dreams."

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