【Immortal Destiny】(Part 4, Chapter 239)

Chapter 239 Wonderland - 15

What a humble wish! He only wanted Cen Zhu to look at him, yearn for him, and call his name when they were alone. That was enough.

That was enough.

The words "Master Uncle" were like a trigger, igniting the already surging desire within him. His gaze was deep and bright,

imbued with intense lust. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he pushed her against the wall, lifted one of her jade-like legs

and placed it on his strong buttocks, then thrust his hot, large member into her open flower cave…

"Ah…" Despite the ample lubrication of her love juices, when Master Uncle's large member entered Cen Zhu's body,

pain and pleasure coexisted.

As the pain subsided slightly, the heat within her continued to pump, stimulating Cen Zhu's sensitive private parts. She frowned and

moaned continuously. Although she felt somewhat uncomfortable from the fullness, the feeling of being filled was even more intense. "It's so full...uh...

Master Uncle..."

She squinted at him, her eyes brimming with desire and longing, causing a

turbulent .

The woman before him craved his affection. Thinking of this, Yuwen Xiu's lips curled into a slight smile, his thick member

penetrating even deeper into Cen Zhu's soft body, thrusting wildly and unrestrainedly, possessing her,

each . She wanted him!! She craved him!! This fact instantly satisfied him. He gripped her

slender waist, which was barely a handful, and fiercely thrust into her core.

Cen Zhu's sensitive and fragile heart could not withstand Yuwen Xiu's almost brutal treatment. She instinctively shook her head,

desperately begging for mercy, but all that could escape her lips were broken moans under Yuwen Xiu's violent possession.

The frenzied pleasure nearly sent her soaring into the sky. The intense lovemaking overwhelmed her. "Ah...

no...don't...use...so...hard...be...gentler...please..." She felt like she was about to

be flung away by her master's thrusts. The man's member inside her seemed to grow thicker and larger with each impact. She felt as if she

were being pierced through by the man. Her back pressed against the cold wall, while the man before her was so hot.

The man's thrusts grew wilder and deeper with each stroke, as if he wanted to plunge his soul into her

body . A thin layer of sweat glistened on his bronze face. As he thrust hard, his kisses gently covered

her cherry lips. The more passionate his thrusts, the gentler his kisses. The delicate and lingering kisses filled her heart with a

tender feeling.

Yes, this man, despite his domineering and arrogant personality, had traveled thousands of miles to find her because of his love. She

felt enveloped in love, her body and soul rising to the peak of pleasure. "Uncle-Master... ah..." she

murmured softly into Yuwen Xiu's lips, the suffocating pleasure intensifying with his advances.

Hearing Cen Zhu's cries, Yuwen Xiu's arms tightened involuntarily, as if trying to

completely encase her petite, soft body in his embrace. "My darling is so alluring."

"Ugh... ah..." The intense movements, the frenzied desire, almost overwhelmed Cen Zhu. Her lower body

ached slightly from the frenzied friction, but the pleasure amidst that slight pain fueled her desire, making it even more

uncontrollable . He forcefully withdrew his massive member, then thrust it in again, slamming her against the wall repeatedly...

Despite the brutality of the pleasure, despite the gentleness of Yuwen Xiu's kisses, despite feeling almost broken by his brutal penetration,

the strange pleasure deepened and intensified, so full and real that when his member withdrew, it even clung to her tender, alluring

flesh.

Her flower-like opening, like a thirsty mouth, trembled as it continuously swallowed and released the enormous thing that was fed into it. The nectar

was constantly being churned out, and the thick, white foam at their point of union testified to the intensity of their passionate thrusting.

Cen Zhu reached her peak, a surge of heat spreading from her private parts throughout her body. As she trembled,

a large amount of love fluid gushed from the depths of her flower, filling the air with the rich scent of desire.

Her delicate, beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, her bright, watery eyes half-closed, lost in a daze of passion, a mixture of anger and joy.

With each spasm, her long, thick eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, enticing Yuwen Xiu

to thrust even deeper.

The sounds of splashing water came from their point of union, and Yuwen Xiu grew increasingly excited. His movements became heavier

and , the scorching, surging desire burning them both relentlessly. Reason, paradise—

these were all too far removed from them at this moment. Only their physical bodies were truly real.

Intertwined and intertwined, pounding and pounding, Cen Zhu's lower body was already ravaged and swollen, but Yuwen Xiu's lust

remained high. The honey-like fluid flowing from Cen Zhu's flower cave was so sweet and alluring. Her perfect curves,

the tender white breasts bouncing with each thrust, and the moans constantly overflowing from her cherry lips—he couldn't stop, he didn't want to stop, he just wanted

to possess her forever…

How long had it been? How long had this lovemaking lasted? Cen Zhu pondered with difficulty.

The sounds of their bodies slapping together rang out continuously. Her body, over-demanded, was powerless to resist, but being a Golden Core cultivator, even fainting was

not easy. The passion continued, and Yuwen Xiu had already carried Cen Zhu to the bed, entwining her tightly.

"No… ah… ah…" Cen Zhu was already too exhausted to even speak properly. Her body, having experienced countless orgasms,

was weak and sore, yet even more sensitive. She could clearly feel Yuwen Xiu's hard, iron-like penis. Each

thrust and scrape almost brought her to heaven, but she couldn't! No, she forcefully suppressed and restrained herself; she couldn't let her

yin essence leak out anymore…

The hard, hot iron rod kept going in and out, her slender, fair legs were constantly manipulated into

various positions, her calves swaying with the man's possession. Yuwen Xiu's penetration was sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, the bedding was completely soaked with her lustful

fluids , and the entire room was filled with the decadent atmosphere of lovemaking.

Her body and soul felt simultaneously emptied; the intense lust made Cen Zhu think she was about to die in bed. Her constantly

twitching, pink flower-like opening tightly gripped the hard, iron-like dragon stem; the trembling was maddening.

The most . Their bodies were intertwined, and their hearts drew closer with each union…

***

The days that followed were filled with nothing but lovemaking. However, the object of her affections wasn't necessarily her senior uncle; occasionally

it would be her handsome senior uncle.

Although Mo Qingzi was genuinely annoyed that day and occasionally uttered a few sarcastic remarks to Cen Zhu,

her martial uncle still cared for her. In the past few days, she had been allowed to see Meng Ji several times, but they hadn't had a single chance to meet alone and express their

feelings for each other. Each time, her martial uncle or senior uncle was present to supervise. It just seemed that her master...

So busy with "discussions on the Dao," she hadn't seen him even once in all these days.

She learned from her senior uncle that Ling Shuixiang, a Daoist from the Lingyin Sect, had been constantly pestering her master to discuss Daoist techniques. Although her senior uncle didn't say

anything , Cen Zhu could still glean a hint of disdain from his expression. It seemed

there was probably something between her master and Ling Shuixiang…

After all, her master was always cold-hearted; if he truly disliked Ling Shuixiang, he had plenty of ways to avoid her. Moreover, her master hadn't even looked for her for

a . Could it be that he… had fallen in love with Ling Shuixiang? After all, Ling Shuixiang was a Nascent Soul cultivator,

far superior to Cen Zhu, a Golden Core cultivator. If he really changed his mind… what could Cen Zhu do?

Smile and call Ling Shuixiang "Master's Wife"?

No! Cen Zhu was afraid she couldn't bring herself to say it!

But even if her master had truly changed his mind and fallen in love with Ling Shuixiang, what right did she have to question him? Perhaps her master had always…

always only seen her as a cultivation vessel…

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