[The Passionate Huang Rong]

Huang Rong returned to the cave, secretly cursing herself for her lack of skill, which allowed him to escape despite such a good opportunity. Entering
the cave, she saw Hong Qigong already asleep, vomiting a pool of black blood on the ground. Startled, she quickly bent down and asked, "Master,
how are you? Are you feeling better?"
Hong Qigong, slightly out of breath, said, "I want some wine."
Huang Rong was greatly troubled; where could she find wine on this deserted island? She could only agree, comforting him,
"I'll find something right away. Master, is your injury alright?" Tears streamed down her face.
She hadn't cried since this ordeal, but now, with tears flowing, she could no longer hold back and buried her
face in Hong Qigong's arms, sobbing loudly. Hong Qigong stroked her hair with one hand and gently patted her back with the other, softly comforting her.
The old beggar, a seasoned wanderer of the martial world, had befriended only chivalrous heroes for decades, never having dealt with women and children before.
Startled by her crying, he panicked and could only repeatedly say, "Good child, don't cry, Master loves
you. Good child, don't cry. Master won't drink anymore."
Huang Rong cried for a while, feeling slightly better. She looked up and saw a large patch of her tears soaking Hong Qigong's chest.
She smiled slightly, brushed her hair aside, and said, "What a pity I didn't kill that villain earlier!" Then
she recounted the incident of her backhand stabbing on the cliff.
Hong Qigong lowered his head and remained silent for a long while before saying, "Master is useless now. This villain's martial arts far surpass
yours; we can only outsmart him, not outfight him."
Huang Rong anxiously said, "Master, once you've rested for a few days and recovered from your injuries, you can take his dog's life with one palm strike, wouldn't that be enough?" Hong
Qigong said miserably, "I was bitten by a poisonous snake and then struck by the palm strike of the Western Poison Toad Stance. I used all my internal energy
to force out the snake venom, but it wasn't completely gone. Even if I'm allowed to live for a few more years, all my martial arts skills have been destroyed.
Your master is just a useless... " "Old man, I have no more strength left."
Huang Rong cried out anxiously, "No, no, Master, you won't, you won't!"
Hong Qigong laughed, "This old beggar may have a warm heart, but when faced with a crisis, I can't help but be pessimistic." He paused
, his expression suddenly turning serious, and said, "Child, I have no choice but to ask you to do something extremely difficult,
something that goes against your nature. Can you take on this task?"
Huang Rong quickly replied, "Yes, yes! Master, please tell me."
Hong Qigong sighed and said, "We are master and disciple, and I can only..." " It's a pity that my time with you was too short, and I haven't been able to pass on any
skills to you. Now, I'm forcing you to shoulder such a heavy burden, and as your master, I feel truly uneasy."
Seeing his usual forthright and generous nature, Huang Rong realized that the task she was entrusting him with must be extremely important
and difficult. She said, "Master, please speak quickly. You are seriously injured today because of my affairs on Peach Blossom Island
. Even if I were to die, I could not repay your great kindness. I only fear that I am too young and will fail your expectations."
Hong Qigong's face... Seeing a hint of joy, he asked, "So you agree?"
Huang Rong replied, "Yes. Please give your instructions, Master."
Hong Qigong stood up shakily, crossed his arms, bowed to the north, and said, "Grandmaster, you founded
the Beggars' Sect, and now it has been passed down to me. I am unworthy and incompetent, unable to bring glory to our sect. Today, due to the urgent situation, I have no choice but to relinquish
this heavy responsibility. Grandmaster, in heaven, please bless this child so that she may turn misfortune into good fortune and overcome dangers, bringing
blessings to all the suffering brothers of our sect throughout the world." He then bowed again.
Huang Rong listened blankly at first, but as she listened, she became filled with surprise and doubt.
Hong Qigong said, "Child, kneel down."
Huang Rong knelt down as instructed. Hong Qigong took the green bamboo stick beside him, raised it above his head, bowed slightly, and handed it to her
. Huang Rong was bewildered and asked, "Master, you called me a member of the Beggars' Sect... a member of the Beggars' Sect..."
Hong Qigong replied, "Indeed, I am the eighteenth leader of the Beggars' Sect. You are the nineteenth
. Now, let us thank our patriarch."
Huang Rong dared not disobey, and could only imitate Hong Qigong, crossing her hands at her chest and bowing to the north.
Suddenly, Hong Qigong coughed, spitting out a glob of phlegm, which landed on Huang Rong's clothes.
Huang Rong secretly grieved, "Master's injuries are truly severe; he doesn't even have the strength to spit phlegm." She pretended
not to notice and dared not wipe it away.
Hong Qigong sighed, "When the beggars formally pay their respects to you, there will inevitably be a dirty matter. Alas, this
will be difficult for you."
Huang Rong smiled slightly, thinking, "Beggars are all filthy and unkempt; how could there be so little filth?"
Hong Qigong let out a long sigh, his face showing fatigue, but a great weight had been lifted from his heart, and his expression was quite pleased.
Huang Rong helped him lie down.
Hong Qigong said, "Now you are the leader of the Beggars' Clan, and I have become an elder. Although elders are respected by the leader,
they must obey the leader's orders in matters of the clan. This is a rule passed down from our ancestors, and it must never be violated. As long as
the leader of the Beggars' Clan issues an order, all beggars in the world must obey it."
Huang Rong was worried and anxious, thinking, "On this deserted island, I don't know when I will be able to return to the Central Plains. Besides, since
Brother Jing is dead, I don't want to live anymore. Master suddenly wants me to be the leader of the clan, to command all the beggars in the world.
What does this mean?" But seeing that her master was seriously injured, she couldn't add to his worries, so she could only agree to everything he asked
.
Hong Qigong continued, "On the fifteenth of July this year, the four elders and leaders of our gang
will gather in Yueyang City on the shores of Dongting Lake. The purpose is to hear my designation of the gang leader's successor. If you go with this bamboo staff, the brothers will naturally understand
my intentions. With the four elders assisting in all gang affairs, I don't need to give any further instructions. It's just that sending
a perfectly good girl like you into this filthy beggar's hut for no reason is truly unfair to you."
He laughed heartily, which aggravated his injuries. Before his laughter subsided, he began to cough incessantly. Huang
Rong gently massaged his back, and it took a while for the cough to stop.
Hong Qigong sighed, "This old beggar is truly useless now. Alas, I don't know when I'll return to my position. I must quickly
pass on the Dog-Beating Staff Technique to you."
Huang Rong thought to herself, "Why does this staff technique have such an unpleasant name?" He thought that no matter how fierce the dog was, he could easily
kill it with a single punch, so why bother learning the Dog-Beating Stick Technique? But seeing his master's solemn expression, he could only nod in agreement.
Hong Qigong smiled and said, "Even though you've become the leader of the gang, you don't need to change your nature. If you love to be mischievous and playful, then be mischievous and
playful. The reason we became beggars is to seek freedom and unrestrained living. If this isn't..."

"Fine, that won't do either, why not become an official or a wealthy man? If you look down on the Dog-Beating Stick Technique, just say it out 　　loud !"
Huang Rong laughed, "I think that dog has no ability, why create a different stick technique?"
Hong Qigong said, "Now that you're the leader of the beggars, you have to think like a beggar. You're dressed smartly,
looking like a rich young lady, the dog is too busy wagging its tail at you, why would you need to beat it? But a
poor beggar who runs into a dog is in trouble. As the saying goes: 'The poor have no stick and are bullied by dogs.' You've never been poor, you don't know
the suffering of the poor."
Huang Rong clapped her hands and laughed, "This time, Master, you're wrong!"
Hong Qigong was taken aback and said, "How can I not be wrong? " "Right?"
Huang Rong said, "This March, I escaped from Peach Blossom Island to travel north, disguising myself as a little beggar. Along the
way, a vicious dog tried to bite me, kicked me in the backside, and I ran away with my tail between my legs."
Hong Qigong said, "Yes, if the dog is too fierce, you can't kick it; you have to use a stick to beat it."
Huang Rong thought, "What kind of dog is so fierce?" Suddenly she realized and exclaimed, "Ah, that's it! Bad people
are also vicious dogs."
Hong Qigong smiled and said, "You are really clever. If..."
He wanted to say that Guo Jing would definitely not understand, but his heart ached, and he stopped talking.
Huang Rong heard him say only half a sentence and saw the expression on his face, so she guessed what he was thinking. A surge of
intense grief welled up in her chest. Normally, she would have already burst into tears, but at this moment, Hong Qigong was to be taken care of by her. She had become
the adult while her master was like a child. The whole burden was on her shoulders, so she could only force herself to hold back and turn
her head away, but tears were already falling down her face.
Hong Qigong shared her grief, knowing that words of comfort would be useless, so he spoke of the matter at hand, saying, "These
Thirty-Six Forms of the Dog-Beating Staff Technique were created by our gang's founding master. They have always been passed down from one gang leader to the next, never
to a second person. Our gang's third leader's martial arts surpassed even the founding master's; he added countless profound variations to this technique
. For hundreds of years, whenever our gang faced peril, the leader would personally take action, often relying on this Dog-Beating Staff Technique
to eliminate traitors, kill enemies, and suppress evil."
Huang Rong couldn't help but yearn for it, sighing softly, and asked, "Master,..." "You were fighting with the Western Poison on the ship, why
didn't you come out?"
Hong Qigong replied, "Using this staff technique is a major event for our gang. Besides, even without it, the Western Poison might not have been able to defeat me.
Who would have thought he would be so despicable and shameless? I saved his life, and he turned around and injured me from behind."
Seeing her master's somber expression, Huang Rong, wanting to distract him, quickly said, "Master, teach Rong'er the staff technique, and I'll
go kill the Western Poison and avenge you."
Hong Qigong smiled faintly, picked up a dry piece of firewood from the ground, leaned against the stone wall, and, while reciting incantations and demonstrating with his hands,
taught her all thirty-six styles of the staff technique. He knew Huang Rong was exceptionally intelligent, and fearing his own imminent death, he
taught her everything in one go.
Although the name of the Dog-Beating Staff Technique was vulgar, its variations were subtle and its moves were wondrous. It was truly
a first-rate martial art throughout history. Otherwise, how could it have been the treasured secret passed down through generations of Beggars' Clan leaders? Even with her exceptional intelligence, Huang Rong
only remembered the main points; the profound mysteries were beyond her immediate comprehension.
After the instruction was finished, Hong Qigong sighed, sweat pouring down his face, and said, "I taught too briefly;
it's not good, but… but this is all I can do." With a cry of "Ouch!", he slumped to the ground, unconscious
.
Huang Rong was shocked and cried out, "Master, Master!" She rushed to support him, but found his hands and feet icy cold, his breath faint
; he was clearly beyond help.
Having suffered so many misfortunes in the past few days, Huang Rong lay on her master's chest, unable to cry. She could hear his heart
still beating faintly, so she quickly pressed her hand against his chest, lifting and releasing it to help him breathe. Her left hand slipped
into Hong Qigong's trousers, grasping his penis; it was limp and lifeless, completely devoid of its former vigor.
Just then, she heard a soft sound behind her, and a hand reached out to grab her wrist.
Completely focused on saving her master, she hadn't noticed Ouyang Ke's arrival. Forgetting
that a wolf stood behind her, she turned back and cried, "Master is dying! Quickly, think of a way to save him!"
Seeing her pleading gaze, her large eyes filled with tears, her expression pitiful, Ouyang Ke's heart stirred
. Looking down at Hong Qigong, he saw his face was as white as paper, his eyes rolled back, and he was even more delighted.
He was less than half a foot away from Huang Rong, feeling her fragrant breath and smelling the sweet scent of her skin.
A few strands of her soft hair brushed against her face, and he could no longer resist the itch in his heart. He reached out his left arm to embrace her slender waist.
Huang Rong was startled. She slammed her elbow back, striking out forcefully, and as he turned to dodge, she leaped up.
Ouyang Ke, initially wary of Hong Qigong's prowess and hesitant to force himself on Huang Rong, now saw him weakened and exhausted, likely
nine and a half percent dead. He no longer hesitated, stepping forward to block the cave entrance, laughing, "Good sister, I would never use force against anyone else
, but you are so beautiful, I simply cannot resist. Let me kiss you." He opened his left arm,
approaching step by step.
Huang Rong's heart pounded with fear, thinking, "Today's danger is far greater than at the Zhao Prince's mansion. What should I
do?"
"You really...want to...do...do it with me?" Huang Rong asked softly.
Ouyang Ke didn't understand, only seeing those tender, watery eyes fixed on him, and he was
completely captivated.
"As long as you save Master first, I will do as you say," Huang Rong thought, thinking that once Master wakes up, he
wouldn't dare do anything.
But Ouyang Ke was no fool like Guo Jing. Hearing Huang Rong's tone, he knew she wasn't sincere.
His eyes darted around, and a plan formed in his mind. He feigned agreement, saying, "Alright, don't go back on your word. As long as I can revive
the old beggar, you'll agree to be with me..."
"Yes, stop dawdling! Revive Master, and I'll do anything you ask!"
"How can I help you?"
"The old beggar's internal energy is too weak. If I directly input it, he definitely won't be able to absorb it. So it must pass through your body
before entering his body to succeed."
"Then how can it pass through my body?" Huang Rong asked疑惑地问道.
"My uncle's Toad Stance has already broken through the old beggar's protective internal energy. Now his yin and yang are out of balance. I only..."
"First, I'll ejaculate into your body, then mix your vaginal fluid—because it's the purest yin fluid—with my semen
—the purest yang fluid—and then insert the old beggar's penis into your vagina, letting his glans absorb both
fluids. Then I'll channel my inner energy from the outside. Only in this way can I save him."
"What? You mean…you mean…you're going to ejaculate your semen into my body! Isn't this…
I'm going to have sex with you?" Huang Rong angrily questioned.
"There's no other way. This is the only way to save the old beggar. Whether you save him or not is up to you."
Huang Rong sighed. Although she was extremely unwilling, she knew that if she didn't do as he said,
Hong Qigong's life would likely be lost.
Thinking of this, Huang Rong took a deep breath, turned around, and faced Ouyang Ke. Seeing
the expression of shame and anger on Huang Rong's face, Ouyang Ke knew he had already won her over, but he said, "Since Rong-mei
has so many concerns, I won't force her. It's up to this old beggar's luck." He then pretended to leave.
"Don't go! I...I promise you!" Her voice was barely a whisper by the end.
Huang Rong closed her eyes, letting Ouyang Ke remove her clothes. Ouyang Ke never expected Huang Rong
to comply so readily; his fingers trembled slightly.
Ouyang Ke stood before Huang Rong, first separating her bodice, then unbuttoning her bra one button at a time.
When the moon-white bra opened, her two crystal-clear breasts immediately swelled up.
Her breasts were full and firm, their color a lustrous white, exuding the fragrance of a virgin. Two bright red
nipples at the peaks pointed upwards. Ouyang Ke swallowed hard, wishing he could take them into his mouth immediately.
"Sister, you'd better take off your skirt yourself, lest you accuse me of being dishonest again."
Although Huang Rong was both ashamed and angry, she couldn't care less about anything else in order to save Qi Gong. She reached for her waist to untie the skirt sash, and with
a swift release, the long skirt fell to the ground. Then, she pulled up the hem of her petticoat. Ouyang Ke looked at
the round, snow-white buttocks he had always dreamed of, and couldn't wait to pounce on them.
He was a seasoned veteran in the world of women; he wasn't in a hurry to taste Huang Rong's honeyed depths. He knew that if he entered
her now, he would only get her body. He wanted to thoroughly enjoy her, to make her unable to leave him for the rest of her life.
Ouyang Ke wrapped his arms around Huang Rong's slender waist, pressing her hot body against his. The girl's hard nipples pressed against his
chest. He used his legs to separate Huang Rong's tightly pressed thighs, moving his body between her legs.
At this moment, Huang Rong only symbolically twisted her body, softly moaning, "No! No!" Although
it was a word of refusal, her delicate and melodious voice made one even more fond of her.
"You... what are you doing? Hurry up... hurry up and go in!" Huang Rong was aroused by his teasing,
and to hide her excitement, she urged him in a coquettish voice.
"Sister, don't be impatient. Look, there's still very little honey here. If I go in,
not only will you suffer, but it won't be able to completely neutralize my semen, and this old beggar will die."
As Ouyang Ke spoke, he withdrew the fingers that had been stirring inside her honey lips and held them in front of her eyes. His
fingers were covered with sticky honey, exuding a lewd aura. Smelling
the scent of her own bodily fluids, Huang Rong turned her head away in embarrassment, saying softly, "It's already this much..." She
could even feel the honey-like fluid slowly flowing from her vagina.
Huang Rong had no choice. Although she knew he only wanted to play with her, she worried that if she refused him, he
wouldn't be able to heal Qi Gong. Helpless, she could only sigh, move her body, spread her bare legs, and
wrap them around his waist, letting him continue to play with her honey hole.
Ouyang Ke held Huang Rong's two snow-white, tender, smooth, and naked legs with both hands and placed them on his shoulders. With one
hand, he held his trembling penis, first smoothing the pubic hair on her mons pubis, then lifting her pink buttocks upwards, and then
forcefully inserting his penis into the wet, lustful honey hole between Huang Rong's legs.
"Finally, it's going to penetrate!" Huang Rong felt a strange mix of grief, anger, and longing. Her hands instinctively
gripped her clothes tightly, all her focus concentrated on her vulva.
She felt the hard object thrusting against her soft mucous membranes, her labia parting slightly. Huang Rong's heart leaped
into her throat, but Ouyang Ke deliberately stopped moving, rubbing his glans up and down her labia.
Huang Rong covered her lips tightly with her hands, but suppressed moans still escaped intermittently. Her buttocks
bounced upwards uncontrollably, seemingly chasing after his penis.
Then, Ouyang Ke's fingers suddenly pinched her hot, swollen clitoris.
"Ah...ah! Ah!" The intense pleasure finally made Huang Rong abandon her girlish reserve, and a
wanton moan escaped her red lips. Her jade hand subconsciously reached down to her crotch. Ouyang Ke was
even somewhat moved by Huang Rong's lewd actions. He stopped teasing her body and removed her fingers from his crotch. "Hmm!" "Ugh!"
When his penis pierced Huang Rong's delicate lips with a "plop," both of them involuntarily let out a muffled groan
.
Ouyang Ke was because his penis had finally entered the honey hole of the girl he had longed for.
"Ah...ah! It hurts!" A tearing pain arose in her lower body. The penis, like a wooden stake, tore through
her newly formed, tender hymen, completely filling her narrow honey hole. The pain and pleasure made Huang Rong suddenly
straighten her back, tilt her head back, and let her long black hair cascade down like a waterfall.
"What, you're still a virgin?" Ouyang Ke
asked, half surprised and half excited, as he looked at the trickle of blood seeping from Huang Rong's vagina.
This was understandable; although Ouyang Ke had seen countless women, this "virgin hymen" technique was something he'd never witnessed before. Moreover,
judging from both its color and sensitivity, Huang Rong's vagina was undoubtedly that of a virgin who had never been intimate.
Huang Rong didn't want to expose him, simply turning her head away and saying shyly, "Don't ask anymore, aren't you...aren't you
happy? Hurry up and do it!"
Ouyang Ke was almost ecstatic, tightly embracing Huang Rong's hips, thrusting his lower abdomen to insert his penis all the way
to the root, squinting his eyes, quietly savoring the pleasure of being tightly gripped by a virgin's vagina. The powerful grip of the vaginal walls on his engorged penis
made him almost unable to control himself. Huang Rong moaned incessantly, her delicate body trembling slightly…
He lowered his head, wrapped his arms around Huang Rong's two bare thighs, and pressed them to his sides, carefully observing
the scene of his penis entering and exiting her vagina: because Huang Rong's jade buttocks were raised high by him, the entire
shape of her private parts was completely exposed. Her originally pink and tender labia had long since become engorged and turned
deep red after the long period of thrusting of his penis, and they were fully stretched open. The alluring jade cave was tightly swallowing a thick and long penis, and with each
entry and exit, a bright red ring of flesh would form at the entrance of the cave, and the area around the entrance was overflowing with
sticky white honey secreted from Huang Rong's body.
Ouyang Ke used his fingers to scoop up the honey from Huang Rong's pubic area and smear it on the constantly contracting anus, while his other
hand reached to the mound of her pubic area and pinched the nipple of flesh, rubbing it incessantly.
"Ah!" Huang Rong trembled, her honey hole tightening instantly. "You...you really have to pinch me
there!"
Although there was a reproachful tone in Huang Rong's words, it couldn't hide her excitement. Ouyang Ke didn't
answer, but only increased the pressure of his kneading fingers, while also adding a rotating motion to his penis, digging even harder
into Huang Rong's vulva.
Ouyang Ke held Huang Rong's jade buttocks with one hand, forcing her to respond to the thrusting of his penis, while his other hand reached to her
breasts, his "Lushan claws" tightly squeezing her swollen, tender nipples. Despite Huang Rong's considerable sexual experience, her breasts
were still delicate and charming, like pointed bamboo shoots. Ouyang Ke easily grasped them with his hands, his
fingers displaying their ability to squeeze and knead.
Huang Rong couldn't resist the increasingly intense desire burning within her. Her naked legs unconsciously clamped tightly around Ouyang Ke's waist, and moans escaped from her moist red lips 　　. Melodious sounds emanated
from their intertwined genitals . 　　Ouyang Ke's penis forcefully penetrated Huang Rong's tightly clenched vagina, the glans pressing against her cervix. The tingling 　　sensation in her clitoris made Huang Rong let out a long-suppressed, alluring moan, her naked, burning body responding even more actively to 　　the movement of his penis. 　　He grasped Huang Rong's slender feet, clamping her toes and forcefully spreading her legs to the sides. This 　　movement completely exposed Huang Rong's legs at a 180-degree angle. 　　As dusk settled, the sounds of a man and woman engaging in intercourse within the cave continued unabated. Huang Rong was kneeling 　　on Ouyang Ke's body, his penis thrusting into her trembling vagina from below. The continuous orgasms had caused her genitals 　　to become engorged and deep red, the muscles of her vaginal walls stiffening. The overflowing fluids from her vagina stained their pubic hair… 　　Ouyang Ke lay half-reclined on the stone chair, letting Huang Rong writhe wildly on top of him. "Squirt, 　　squirt," her vaginal opening overflowed with thick fluids, making lewd sounds with each movement. 　　Ouyang Ke reached out and pinched Huang Rong's two bright red nipples, which bounced excitedly before his eyes, 　　kneading them forcefully as if trying to twist them off. Huang Rong groaned in pain, her body heaving even more violently, 　　silvery fluid dripping from her alluring red lips. 　　Ouyang Ke, seeing the usually innocent and cunning Huang Rong now finally subservient to his penis, felt extremely 　　pleased. 　　Huang Rong had lost the ability to think, only following her body's instincts to chase the penis. 　　Who was having intercourse with her was no longer important. "No...no! Ah!" The penis's continuous, forceful attacks finally broke through 　　the first level of the "Saintess's Skill." Huang Rong felt a tingling numbness in her clitoris, knowing that Ouyang Ke's glans was already pressing against 　　her cervix, even though she truly craved unbridled indulgence. 　　Her remaining rationality made her take a breath, activating the "Saintess's Skill" to try and close her open cervix. 　　But at that moment, Ouyang Ke lowered his head and, taking advantage of her inhalation, suddenly kissed her cherry lips that were exhaling sweet breath. 　　Huang Rong's mind went blank, her power shifted, and the force that should have closed her cervix caused the muscles of her vaginal walls to contract. 　　"Hmm!" The sudden pleasure made Ouyang Ke groan. His vaginal opening gripped his penis tightly, 　　and a powerful suction force arose deep within her. Using this force, Ouyang Ke thrust forward, 　　and Huang Rong, distracted by her earlier mistake, lost focus. With a "pop," 　　the thick glans plunged into Huang Rong's tender womb. 　　"Ah!" Huang Rong groaned, the sudden pleasure causing her to lose control of her body. 　　Her naked body clung tightly to Ouyang Ke's, her buttocks thrusting upwards forcefully, allowing Ouyang Ke's 　　penis to completely penetrate that fertile land nurturing life. 　　A weak moan, unreadable between pain and pleasure, escaped Huang Rong's nostrils as she actively 　　responded to Ouyang Ke's passionate kiss with her tongue. 　　Unexpectedly witnessing Huang Rong's passionate reaction, Ouyang Ke became even more excited. He pressed his body down, tightly 　　embracing Huang Rong's jade-like neck, leaving her bare buttocks half-suspended in the air. Then, he violently thrust his penis downwards. 　　The intense pleasure caused Huang Rong to lose control of her body, twisting her waist, trying to escape Ouyang Ke's lewdness. However, the actual 　　movement only made her vagina clench even tighter, and with her active cooperation, 　　she only tightened her grip. Ouyang Ke hadn't expected Huang Rong's body to be so sensitive, and he worked even harder to utilize his skills in controlling a woman, nine shallow thrusts 　　followed by one deep one, left and right rotations and grinding. Huang Rong finally let out a joyful cry and swallowed the saliva that Ouyang Ke offered her. 　　Losing control of his body, all that "Sacred Divine Skill" and "Free and Easy Wandering"... 　　"Ah!" Ouyang Ke cried out, his penis thrusting forward with all his might, the glans plunging 　　into her burning uterus. The intense stimulation caused Huang Rong's chest and abdomen to arch upwards, her red lips parted, but she couldn't utter a sound. Her passionate 　　uterus released slippery nectar to welcome the unreasonable intruder. The cervix gently held the glans, the surface of 　　the opening undulating like waves, the fine folds on the walls of her vagina like a young girl's smooth, delicate fingers caressing Ouyang Ke's penis. 　　His penis erupted inside Huang Rong's honeyed orifice, hot semen 　　shooting out from his glans, powerfully striking Huang Rong's exposed clitoris. 　　After ejaculating, Ouyang Ke lay weakly on Huang Rong's body, burying his head in her slippery, moist cleavage, 　　feeling the strong pounding of his heart while licking her swollen nipple. 　　When Huang Rong finally came to her senses from the dizzying pleasure she had just experienced, she was momentarily disoriented. She 　　sighed softly, unsure of what to feel about this man.

The burning pleasure within her made her almost reluctant to let him pull his penis out, but her feminine shyness made her
turn her face to the side, covering her lips with her fingers, letting Ouyang Ke kiss her erect nipples.
"But...but Seventh Master's penis isn't erect, how can it go into my vagina like this?"
"That's easy, you kneel down and have intercourse with me, just use your mouth to make it erect!" Huang Rong had no choice
but to comply.
Huang Rong knelt between Hong Qigong's legs, opened her cherry lips and took the limp penis into her mouth, her buttocks
raised high towards Ouyang Ke.
"I can't take it!" Huang Rong trembled as she lay prone...
"What do we do next?" Although Huang Rong's face was burning red, and she really didn't want him to pull his penis out,
her remaining rationality still made her ask.
Although Ouyang Ke was even more reluctant to leave Huang Rong's sweet honey pot, fearing she would become suspicious, he
reluctantly pulled his penis out of her wet and hot vulva with a "pop." His
thick shaft was covered in the honey-like fluid secreted by Huang Rong's body, radiating a lewd
heat after the long period of thrusting. Huang Rong also felt a sudden emptiness in her lower body, her upper body slumped weakly forward, breathing softly.
"Okay, now don't let the liquid spill out, just sit on it like this."
Huang Rong, her face flushed with embarrassment, got up from the ground, one hand reaching down to cover her burning vulva, straddling
Hong Qigong's thighs, shifting her body so that his erect penis was aligned with her vulva. However,
Huang Rong, still weak from her orgasm, couldn't adjust her position properly, and with one hand covering her opening, she couldn't sit down smoothly after several attempts
. Finally, she could only blush and say to Ouyang Ke, "You...you come and help me!"
Ouyang Ke was more than happy to oblige, and quickly went over and hugged Huang Rong's body, his hands passing under her arms and
pulling her thighs apart.
This position, like a child urinating, made Huang Rong unbearably ashamed. She closed her eyes tightly, one hand groping to grasp
Hong Qigong's penis, her buttocks shifting forward, her other hand slightly parting the opening. With a "slurp," her vulva,
aided by the force of her sitting down and the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, swallowed Hong Qigong's penis all the way to the base.
"Ah!" Huang Rong let out a soft moan, her body slumping forward. Ouyang Ke quickly caught
her from behind, his hands naturally reaching for her still firm breasts. Huang Rong twisted her body, about
to protest, but Ouyang Ke merely pinched her nipple lightly, and her body went limp
.
Ouyang Ke cupped her buttocks, guiding her slowly to stroke Hong Qigong's penis, while his lips lightly kissed
her earlobe. "I'm doing this to save Master."
Thinking this, the increasingly intense desire within her body seemed to find an excuse, and Huang Rong began to
move her body actively, her hands…
Huang Rong opened her red lips, looking at the penis that had just been pulled from her body, still exuding her scent
, and slowly swallowed it.
Ouyang Ke kneaded Huang Rong's snowy breasts, his eyes fixed on the girl's round, white buttocks, his penis, thrusting within her red lips,
ejaculating once more.
"Seventh Master...Seventh Master, why hasn't he woken up yet?"
"You're too hasty. He was struck by my uncle's full-force palm strike. Do you think you can heal him in one session?"
"Then...what should we do?"
"Don't worry, we'll treat him twice a day, he'll definitely get better."
"You mean...I want more..." Huang Rong weakly curled her naked legs, and the thought of
having sex with Ouyang Ke at least twice a day made her cry pitifully.
The next day at noon, Huang Rong quietly entered the stone cave where Ouyang Ke lived
. Ouyang Ke was resting, completely naked. Huang Rong immediately saw the limp penis hanging between his legs and blushed instantly. She coughed softly .
Ouyang Ke knew she was there but pretended not to notice.
"You...what else do you want? I've given you my body! You still want...you still want more!" Although Huang Rong
's words sounded angry, her tone was a light, slightly angry grumble, with a wanton quality.
Ouyang Ke's bones melted at the sound
of his words. He wrapped his arms around Huang Rong's slender waist from behind and whispered in her ear, "Little sister, this isn't my fault! Who told you to ask for so much yesterday and want more today!" As he spoke, he kissed and caressed
Huang Rong's earlobe.
"This won't do!" Despite Huang Rong's efforts to lick Ouyang Ke's penis, she didn't respond.
Seeing that she was only sucking on his shaft, Ouyang Ke slapped her head.
"Alright! What do you want me to do?" Huang Rong knelt between Ouyang Ke's legs, tilting her pretty, innocent face up and
asking earnestly.
"Oh!?"
"Mmm..." Although Huang Rong blushed deeply, she obediently climbed
onto Ouyang Ke, assuming a 69 position.
Huang Rong slowly licked Ouyang Ke's penis with the tip of her tongue, from the base upwards. She slightly raised her snowy buttocks, her jade
hand reaching under her crotch…
Huang Rong turned her body, facing him, straddling Ouyang Ke's waist, slightly raising her bare buttocks, her jade hand grasping Ouyang
Ke's thick, long penis, pressing it against her wet, tender opening, and then slowly sitting down. Ouyang Ke watched his
penis slowly disappear into Huang Rong's bright red labia…
"Huh! What? Didn't you already…" Ouyang Ke asked in surprise, seeing Huang Rong's pained expression
. He tried to thrust his penis upwards, and
sure enough, there was a membrane blocking it. If yesterday's intercourse had been somewhat reluctant due to shyness or disgust,
today she was completely immersed, taking the initiative. Ouyang Ke was also happy to relax, half-lying on the stone chair, appreciating
Huang Rong's movements.
Huang Rong writhed wantonly, her breasts gleaming...
Ouyang Ke used his Toad Stance, controlling Huang Rong's legs with his feet and knees, pressing his upper body flat against her soft
breasts, his hands grasping her delicate hands and raising them above her head. This position rendered Huang Rong's head, hands, chest, waist, and legs immobile
, forcing her into a shameful, stretched-out posture.
Ouyang Ke's body slowly sank down, his engorged penis piercing Huang Rong's delicate petals, gradually disappearing into the glistening
, moist red flesh of her vagina.
After her orgasm, Huang Rong lay prone on Ouyang Ke's chest, breathing heavily. Ouyang Ke took advantage of the situation and sucked on
her erect nipple, making "slurping" sounds...
Ouyang Ke held Huang Rong tightly in his arms and helped her sit on the rock...
"No...no!" Realizing that Ouyang Ke's fingers were already inside her skirt, Huang Rong
struggled to get up. But the continuous orgasm had left her weak and dazed,
not to mention Ouyang Ke's fingers on her...
"Let's...let's go into the cave, okay? Don't let Master see!"
"Don't worry, let that old beggar see!" Ouyang Ke quickly tore Huang Rong's wet skirt
off her lower body. Huang Rong lay trembling on the rock, the coolness between her legs causing her to tightly clamp her
bare legs together…
Meanwhile, Hong Qigong had been having intercourse with Huang Rong every day for the past few days, releasing the power of his Toad Stance through his penis, and his injuries
had actually improved significantly. Especially with the increase in the number of times they intercourse, even his internal energy seemed to have greatly improved. That day, Hong Qigong
woke up from a nap, lying in the stone cave with his eyes half-closed, thinking about a sexual position that had appeared in his dream,
his penis gradually becoming erect.
He looked at the sky; it was almost time for Huang Rong to heal his injuries every day, so he took off his pants, stroked his penis, and
prepared to practice the new position with Huang Rong later. But today, Huang Rong didn't come, no matter how long he waited. Hong
Qigong was getting anxious, thinking: Could something have happened to this girl?
Hong Qigong was shocked by the scene before him. Huang Rong was almost completely naked, lying on her back on
the rocks of the beach, her two bare, snow-white thighs raised high. Ouyang Ke, whom she usually loathed
, was on top of her, also completely naked…
“Rong’er, it’s all my fault, I’ve made you suffer!” Hong Qigong lovingly stroked Huang Rong’s hair, comforting
her.
“Mmm!” Huang Rong knelt before Hong Qigong, her delicate hands grasping the thick, long penis between his legs, gently
rubbing it, occasionally licking the glans dripping with fluid with her tongue…
Huang Rong tilted her head back, her pure almond eyes watching Hong Qigong’s expression, and with a soft moan,
she swallowed the penis into her mouth.
“Hmph!” Hong Qigong took a deep breath, feeling a warm, wet sensation on his penis. He pressed his hands against Huang Rong’s head.
“Master, you’re not well, let Rong’er be on top!” Huang Rong said obediently.
"Rong'er, I have a new position today."
Huang Rong, naked, sat on Hong Qigong's lap, slightly raising her bare buttocks. Her jade-like hand reached down and grasped Hong Qigong's
penis, skillfully guiding it to her entrance
. Due to the previous erotic play, Huang Rong was extremely lubricated. She lowered her body slightly, and with a "swoosh!" sound, Hong Qigong's penis slid in.
"Ah!" Huang Rong groaned softly.
Huang Rong began to writhe violently, her snow-white arms softly wrapping around Hong Qigong's neck, her slender
waist twisting rapidly from side to side, simultaneously moving her hips up and down.
Hong Qigong saw Huang Rong panting heavily, her nostrils flaring, and fragrant sweat dripping from her temples; she was showing 　　signs
of exhaustion.

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