Huang Rong's Secret Past

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 lying asleep, 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 spent decades befriending only outlaws and heroes, never having dealt with women and children before. Startled by her crying, he panicked, repeatedly saying, "Good child, don't cry, your master loves you. Good child, don't cry. Master, please don't drink." Huang Rong, having cried for a while, felt 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, "It's a pity I didn't kill that villain earlier!" She then recounted the incident of her backhand stabbing at Yan Shang.
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, after you rest for a few days and recover 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 survive for a few more years, all my martial arts skills are ruined.
Your master is just a..." "Old man, you've run out of time!" 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 things come to a head, I can't help but be optimistic." He paused, his expression suddenly turning serious, and said, "Child, your master is forced to ask you to do something extremely difficult, something that goes against your nature. Can you take it on?" Huang Rong hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes! Master, please tell me." Hong Qigong sighed and said, "We've been master and disciple for so long..." "It's a pity that our time together was too short, and I wasn't able to teach you any skills. Now, I'm forcing you to shoulder such a heavy burden; as your master, I feel uneasy." Seeing his usual bold and straightforward manner, Huang Rong knew 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 journey to Peach Blossom Island. Even if I were to die, I could never repay your great kindness. I only fear that I am too young and might fail your expectations." Hong Qi Hong Qigong's face lit up with joy, and 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' Clan and passed it on to me. I am unworthy and incompetent, unable to bring glory to our clan. Today, due to the urgent situation, I have no choice but to relinquish this heavy burden. Grandmaster, in heaven, please bless this child so that she may turn misfortune into good fortune and overcome all dangers, bringing blessings to all the suffering brothers of our clan throughout the world." After speaking, he bowed again.
Huang Rong listened blankly at first, but later, she was 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 utterly bewildered and asked, "Master, you called me a member of the Beggars' Clan... a member of the Beggars' Clan..." Hong Qigong replied, "Indeed, I am the eighteenth leader of the Beggars' Clan, and you are the nineteenth. Now let us thank our patriarch." Huang Rong dared not disobey at this moment, and could only imitate Hong Qigong, crossing her hands at her chest and bowing to the north. Hong Qigong suddenly coughed, spitting out a mouthful of phlegm, which landed on the hem of Huang Rong's clothes.
Huang Rong was secretly saddened: "Master's injury is truly severe; he doesn't even have the strength to spit phlegm." She pretended not to see it and dared not wipe it away.
Hong Qigong sighed, "When the beggars formally come to see you one day, there will inevitably be some dirty business to discuss. Alas, this will be difficult for you." Huang Rong smiled slightly, thinking, "Beggars are all filthy and slovenly; how could they be afraid of not having enough filth?" Hong Qigong let out a long sigh, his face showing signs of fatigue, but a great weight had been lifted from his heart, and he looked 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 not 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. My master suddenly wants me to be the leader of the clan and lead all the beggars in the world. What does this mean?" But seeing that her master was seriously injured, she could not add to his worries, so she could only agree to whatever 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 shore of Dongting Lake. The purpose is to hear my appointment of the successor to the gang leader. As long as you take this bamboo stick, the brothers will naturally understand my meaning. With the assistance of the four elders in all matters of the gang, I don't need to say much. It's just that sending a perfectly good girl like you into a filthy beggar's hut for no reason is truly unfair to you." As he spoke, 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 quite a while for the cough to stop.
Hong Qigong sighed, "This old beggar is really useless now. Alas, I don't know when I'll return to my position. I must hurry up and pass on the Dog-Beating Staff Technique to you." Huang Rong thought to herself, "Why does this staff technique have such an unpleasant name?" She also thought that no matter how fierce the dog was, she could surely kill it with one punch. Why bother learning the Dog-Beating Staff Technique? But seeing that her master spoke so solemnly, she could only nod and agree.
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 naughty and mischievous, then be naughty and mischievous. The reason we become beggars is to crave freedom and unrestraint. If this isn't acceptable and that isn't working, why not become an official or a wealthy man? If you look down on the Dog-Beating Stick Technique, just say so!" Huang Rong laughed and said, "I think that dog has no ability whatsoever, 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 will wag its tail and fawn over you, why would you need to beat it? But a poor beggar who bumps into a dog will be in big trouble. As the saying goes: the poor..." "Without a stick, one is bullied by dogs. You've never been poor, so you don't know the hardships of the poor." Huang Rong clapped her hands and laughed, "This time, Master, you're wrong!" Hong Qigong asked in surprise, "How is it wrong?" Huang Rong said, "This March, I escaped from Peach Blossom Island to travel north, disguising myself as a little beggar. Along the way, some vicious dogs tried to bite me, kicking me in the backside, and I ran away by the tail." 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're really smart. If..." He wanted to say that Guo Jing would definitely not understand, but a pang of sadness struck him, and he stopped speaking.
Huang Rong heard him say only half a sentence and saw the expression on his face, so she guessed what he was thinking. A wave of intense grief surged 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 felt like an 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 felt the same pain as her, and knowing that comforting her was useless, he decided to get down to business. He said, "This Thirty-Six Forms of the Dog-Beating Staff Technique was created by our founding master. It has always been passed down from one leader to the next, never to a second person. Our third leader's martial arts surpassed even the founding master's, and he added countless profound variations to this technique. For hundreds of years, whenever our gang faced danger, the leader would personally step in, often relying on this Dog-Beating Staff Technique to eliminate traitors, kill enemies, and suppress evil." Huang Rong couldn't help but admire it, and sighed softly. She asked, "Master, why didn't you use this technique when you were fighting with Ouyang Feng on the ship?" Hong Qigong replied, "Using this technique is a major event for our gang. Besides, even if I didn't use it, Ouyang Feng might not be able to defeat me."
"Who would have thought he would be so despicable and shameless? I saved his life, and he betrayed me!" Seeing her master's somber expression, Huang Rong, wanting to distract him, quickly said, "Master, please teach Rong'er the staff techniques. 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 techniques. 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 crude, 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' Sect leaders? Even with her exceptional intelligence, Huang Rong only remembered the main points; how could she
possibly grasp the profound mysteries in such a short time? After the instruction was finished, Hong Qigong sighed, sweat pouring down his face, and said, "I taught too simply; it's not good, but... but that's all I can do." With a cry of "Ah!", he slumped to the ground, unconscious.
Huang Rong was shocked and cried out, "Master, Master!" She rushed to help him, but found his hands and feet ice-cold, his breath faint; it was clear he was beyond help.
Huang Rong had suffered a series of misfortunes in the past few days. She lay on her master's chest, unable to cry, but could hear his heart still beating faintly. She quickly pressed her palm against his chest, lifting and releasing it forcefully to help him breathe. Her left hand slipped into Hong Qigong's trousers, grabbing his penis, which was limp and powerless, completely lacking 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 was unaware of when Ouyang Ke entered. Forgetting the wolf standing behind her, she turned back and cried, "Master is doomed! Quickly, think of a way to save him!" Seeing her pleading gaze, her large eyes brimming with tears, her expression pitiful, Ouyang Ke's heart skipped a beat. Looking down at Hong Qigong, he saw his face 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 only the fragrance of her breath and the scent of her skin. A few strands of her soft hair brushed against her face, and he could no longer resist the urge. He reached out his left arm to embrace her slender waist.
Huang Rong was startled. She slammed her elbow back and struck out forcefully, leaping to her feet as he turned to dodge.
Ouyang Ke, who had initially been wary of Hong Qigong's prowess and dared not use force against Huang Rong, now saw her weakened and exhausted, practically dead. He had no more reservations and blocked the cave entrance, laughing, "Good sister, I would never be so forceful to others, but you are so beautiful, I really can't resist. Let me kiss you." He opened his left arm and approached her step by step.
Huang Rong's heart pounded wildly. She thought, "Today's danger is far greater than when we were at the Zhao Prince's mansion. What should I do?" "Do you really... really want to... do it with me?" Huang Rong asked softly.
Ouyang Ke didn't understand what she meant, but seeing those tender, watery eyes fixed on him, he was completely captivated.
"As long as you save Master first, I will do as you say," Huang Rong thought. Once Master wakes up, you wouldn't dare to 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 do I pass it through my body?" Huang Rong asked疑惑地问道.
"My uncle's Toad Style Kung Fu has already broken through the old beggar's protective inner energy. Now his Yin and Yang are out of balance. I can only first ejaculate into your body, then mix your honey fluid—because it is the most Yin water—with my semen—the most Yang water—and then insert the old beggar's penis into your vagina, letting his glans absorb both fluids. I will then infuse my inner energy from the outside. Only in this way can I save him." "What? You mean...you mean...you have to ejaculate your semen into my body! Isn't this...I have to have sex with you?" Huang Rong questioned angrily.
"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 unwilling, she knew that if she didn't do as he said, Hong Qigong's life would probably be lost.
Thinking this, Huang Rong took a deep breath, turned around, and faced Ouyang Ke. Ouyang Ke, seeing the expression of shame and annoyance on Huang Rong's face, knew he had already won her over, but said, "Since Rong-mei has so many concerns, I won't force you. It's up to this old beggar's luck." He then pretended to leave.
"Don't go, I...I promise you!" Her voice was almost 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 obediently; his fingers trembled slightly.
Ouyang Ke stood in front of Huang Rong, first parting her bodice, then unbuttoning her bra one button at a time. When the moon-white bra was open, 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. The two bright red nipples at the top of her snow-capped peaks pointed diagonally into the air. Ouyang Ke swallowed hard, wishing he could take them into his mouth immediately.
"Girl, 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 down to her waist and untied the skirt belt. As soon as she let go, the long skirt fell to the ground. Then she pulled up the hem of the underskirt. Ouyang Ke looked at the round, snow-white buttocks that he had been dreaming of and couldn't wait to pounce on them. He was indeed an old hand in the world of women. He was not in a hurry to taste Huang Rong's honey hole. He knew that if he went in now, he would only get her body. He wanted to tease her as much as possible so that she would never leave him for the rest of her life.
Ouyang Ke wrapped his arms around Huang Rong's slender waist, pressing against her burning body. The girl's hard nipples pressed against his chest. He used his legs to spread Huang Rong's tightly pressed thighs, moving his body and entering between her legs.
At this moment, Huang Rong only symbolically twisted her body, softly moaning, "No! No!" Although it was a word of rejection, her delicate and melodious voice made one feel even more sorry for her.
"You... what are you doing? Hurry up... hurry up and go in!" Huang Rong was aroused by his teasing, and in order to hide her excitement, she urged him in a soft voice.
"Little sister, don't be in such a hurry. Look, there's still very little nectar 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 be doomed." Ouyang Ke said, pulling his fingers out of her moist lips and holding them up to her eyes.
His fingers were covered in sticky nectar, exuding a lewd scent. Smelling the nectar secreted by her own body, Huang Rong turned her head away in embarrassment, "That's already so much..." she said softly, even feeling the nectar slowly flowing from her vaginal opening.
Huang Rong was helpless. Although she knew he just wanted to play with her, she worried that if she refused him, he wouldn't heal Qi Gong. Helpless, she could only sigh, shift her body, spread her bare thighs, and wrap them around his waist, letting him continue to play with her honeypot.
Ouyang Ke held Huang Rong's two snow-white, pink, smooth, and delicate bare legs with both hands and placed them on his shoulders. With one hand, he supported his trembling penis, first smoothing the pubic hair on her mons pubis, then lifting her pink buttocks upwards. Then, aiming at the wet and lustful honeypot between Huang Rong's legs, he forcefully thrust his penis into it.
"Finally, it's going to go in!" Huang Rong felt a strange mix of grief, anger, and desire. Her hands unconsciously gripped her clothes tightly, all her consciousness focused on the entrance of her honeypot.
Huang Rong felt the hard object bumping against her soft mucous membrane, and her lips parted to the sides. At this moment, Huang Rong's heart was in her throat, but Ouyang Ke deliberately stopped moving and rubbed his glans up and down along her lips.
Huang Rong covered her lips tightly with her jade-like hands, but the suppressed moans still escaped intermittently. Her snowy buttocks bounced upwards uncontrollably, seemingly chasing after his penis.
At this moment, Ouyang Ke's fingers pinched the hot, swollen clitoris between her legs.
"Ah...ah! Ah!" The intense pleasure finally made Huang Rong abandon her girlish reserve, and a wanton moan escaped her red lips. Her jade-like hands unconsciously reached down to her crotch. Seeing Huang Rong's lewd movements, Ouyang Ke was even somewhat moved. He stopped teasing her body and removed her fingers from between her legs. "Hmm!" "Ugh!" When his penis pierced Huang Rong's delicate lips with a soft "plop," both of them involuntarily let out a muffled groan.
Ouyang Ke was excited because his penis had finally penetrated the honeyed orifice of the girl he had longed for.
"Ah... Ah! It hurts!" A tearing pain shot through her lower body as his penis, like a wooden stake, ripped through her newly formed, tender hymen, completely filling her narrow honeyed orifice. The pain and pleasure caused Huang Rong to straighten her back abruptly, her head tilting back, her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall.
"What, you're still a virgin?" Ouyang Ke asked Huang Rong, half surprised and half excited, as he looked at the traces of blood overflowing from her honeyed orifice.
This is understandable. Although Ouyang Ke has seen countless women, this "sacred hymen" technique is something he has never seen before. Moreover, Huang Rong's vagina, judging from both its color and sensitivity, is undoubtedly that of a virgin who has never been intimate.
Huang Rong didn't want to expose it, but simply turned her head to the side and said shyly, "Don't ask anymore, aren't you...aren't you happy? Hurry up and do it!" Ouyang Ke was almost ecstatic. He tightly hugged Huang Rong's hips and lower abdomen, thrusting his penis all the way to the root. He squinted his eyes, quietly savoring the pleasure of being tightly gripped by a virgin's vagina. His engorged penis was strongly squeezed by the vaginal walls, making him almost unable to control himself. Huang Rong groaned incessantly, her delicate body trembling slightly... He lowered his head, wrapped his arms around Huang Rong's two bare thighs and pressed them to either side of his body, carefully observing the scene of his penis entering and exiting her vagina: because Huang Rong's jade buttocks were raised high by him, the shape of her entire secret part was completely exposed. Her originally pink and tender lips had become engorged and turned dark red after the long time of his penis thrusting in and out, and they were fully stretched open. The tempting jade hole was tightly swallowing a thick and long penis. With each entry and exit, a bright red ring of flesh would form at the entrance of the hole, and the area around the entrance was overflowing with sticky white honey secreted from Huang Rong's body.
Ouyang Ke scooped up some nectar from Huang Rong's pubic area with his fingers and smeared it on her throbbing anus. With his other hand, he pinched and rubbed the nipple on her mons pubis.
"Ah!" Huang Rong shuddered, her vagina tightening instantly. "You...you really have to pinch me there!" Although her words carried a reproachful tone, they couldn't hide her excitement. Ouyang Ke didn't answer, but increased the pressure of his kneading, while simultaneously rotating his penis, digging even harder into Huang Rong's pubic area.
Ouyang Ke held Huang Rong's buttocks with one hand, forcing her to respond to the thrusting of his penis. His other hand reached for her breasts, his "mountain claws" tightly squeezing her firm, tender nipples. Although Huang Rong had considerable sexual experience, her breasts were still delicate and charming, like pointed bamboo shoots. Ouyang Ke easily grasped her nipples, his fingers freely manipulating and kneading them. 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. A series of alluring, lewd sounds emanated from their intertwined genitals rubbing together.
Ouyang Ke's penis forcefully penetrated Huang Rong's tightly clenched vagina, the glans erect against her cervix. The tingling sensation in her clitoris caused Huang Rong to let out a long-suppressed, alluring moan, her naked, hot body responding even more actively to the thrusts of his penis.
He grasped Huang Rong's slender feet, clamping her toes and forcefully spreading her legs to either side. This action completely exposed Huang Rong's legs at a 180-degree angle.
As darkness gradually fell, the sounds of the man and woman's intercourse within the cave continued unabated. Huang Rong was kneeling on top of Ouyang Ke, his penis thrusting into her trembling honey hole from below. The continuous orgasms had made her genitals engorged and deep red, the muscles of her vaginal walls stiffening. The overflowing fluids from her honey hole clung to their pubic hair… Ouyang Ke lay half-reclined on the stone chair, letting Huang Rong writhe her slender waist almost frantically on top of him. “Squirt, squirt,” her honey hole overflowed with thick fluid, making lewd sounds with each movement.
Ouyang Ke reached out and pinched Huang Rong's two bright red nipples, which were throbbing excitedly before his eyes, kneading them forcefully as if trying to twist them off. Huang Rong groaned in pain, her body convulsing even more violently, silvery fluid dripping from her alluring red lips.
Ouyang Ke watched as the usually innocent and cunning Huang Rong finally submitted to his penis, feeling extremely pleased.
Huang Rong had lost the ability to think at this moment, only following her body's instincts to chase the penis. It no longer mattered who she was having sex with. "No...no! Ah!" The penis's continuous and 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 had reached her cervix. Although she now truly longed for unbridled indulgence.
With her last shred of reason, she took a breath and activated the "Sacred Goddess Skill," attempting to 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 a sweet breath.
Huang Rong's mind went blank, and her power shifted. The force that should have closed her cervix instead 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 strong suction force was generated deep within her. Using this force, Ouyang Ke thrust his body forward. Huang Rong, distracted by her earlier mistake, lost focus and her internal energy protecting her cervix. With a "pop," the thick glans plunged into Huang Rong's tender uterus.
"Ah!" Huang Rong groaned. The sudden pleasure made her lose control of her body. Her naked body clung tightly to Ouyang Ke's, and her buttocks thrust upwards forcefully. This action allowed Ouyang Ke's penis to completely penetrate that fertile land that nurtured life.
Huang Rong let out a soft moan, a sound that was hard to decipher as to whether it was pain or pleasure, and actively extended her tongue to respond to Ouyang Ke's passionate kiss.
Unexpectedly seeing Huang Rong's fervent response, 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, and then violently thrust his penis downwards. The intense pleasure caused Huang Rong to lose control of her body; she twisted her waist, trying to escape Ouyang Ke's lewdness, but the actual movement only made her vagina clench even tighter, and with her active cooperation...
Ouyang Ke hadn't expected Huang Rong's body to be so sensitive, so he put even more effort into his skills in controlling women, using nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, twisting and grinding left and right. Huang Rong finally let out a joyful cry and swallowed the saliva that Ouyang Ke offered her.
Losing control of her 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 orifice undulating like waves, the fine wrinkles on the walls of her vagina like a young girl's slender fingers caressing Ouyang Ke's penis. His
penis exploded inside Huang Rong's honeyed orifice, hot semen shooting out from the glans, powerfully striking Huang Rong's exposed clitoris.
After ejaculating, Ouyang Ke collapsed weakly onto Huang Rong's body, burying his head in her smooth, moist cleavage, feeling his heart pounding as he licked her swollen nipple.
When Huang Rong finally came to her senses from the dizzying pleasure, she was momentarily disoriented. She sighed softly, unsure of what to feel for 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 sex 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 anymore!" Huang Rong trembled, her body slumped over... "What do we do next?" Although her face was burning red, Huang Rong really didn't want him to pull his penis out, but her remaining rationality still made her ask.
Although Ouyang Ke was even more reluctant to leave Huang Rong's sweet honey hole, he was afraid that she would become suspicious, so he reluctantly pulled his penis out of her wet and hot vulva. With a "pop," his penis withdrew from her honey hole, the thick shaft covered with the honey secreted by Huang Rong's body, radiating a lewd heat after a long period of thrusting. Huang Rong also felt a sudden emptiness in her lower body, her upper body slumped down weakly, breathing softly.
"Okay, now don't let the liquid leak out, just sit on it like this." Huang Rong, her face flushed with embarrassment, got up from the ground, one hand reaching down to her crotch to tightly cover her hot honey hole. She straddled Hong Qigong's thighs, shifting her body so that his erect penis was aligned with her honey lips. However, Huang Rong, after her orgasm, was too weak to adjust her position. With one hand covering her opening, she tried several times but couldn't sit down smoothly. Helpless, 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 to hug Huang Rong's body, his hands going under her arms and pulling her thighs apart.
This position, resembling a child urinating, filled Huang Rong with unbearable shame. She tightly closed her eyes, one hand groping to grasp Hong Qigong's penis, shifting her buttocks forward, and with her other hand slightly parting the opening, "whoosh," her vagina, aided by the force of her sitting down and the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, swallowed Hong Qigong's penis all the way to the root.
"Ah!" Huang Rong let out a soft moan, her body collapsing weakly forward. Ouyang Ke quickly grabbed her body from behind, his hands naturally climbing onto her still firm breasts. Huang Rong twisted her body, about to protest, but Ouyang Ke only lightly pinched her nipple, and Huang Rong's body went limp and collapsed.
Ouyang Ke cupped her buttocks with both hands, guiding her slowly to stroke Hong Qigong's penis, while his lips gently kissed her earlobe. "I'm doing this to save my master." Thinking this, the increasingly intense desire within her body seemed to find an excuse, and Huang Rong began to actively move her body, 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 with both hands, her eyes fixed on the girl's round, white buttocks, the penis thrusting in and out of her red lips ejaculating once more.
"Seventh Master...Seventh Master, why hasn't he woken up yet?" "You're too hasty. He took a full-force blow from my uncle's palm. 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 still have to..." Huang Rong weakly curled up her naked legs. 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 with shame. She coughed lightly. Ouyang Ke knew it was her, but pretended not to notice. "You... what else do you want? I've given you my body! You still want... you still want!" Although Huang Rong's words sounded angry, her tone was a light scolding, with a hint of wantonness.
Ouyang Ke's bones melted. He wrapped his arms around Huang Rong's slender waist from behind and whispered in her ear, "Sister, you can't blame me. Who told you to want so much yesterday, and want more today!" As he spoke, he kissed and teased Huang Rong's earlobe.
"You can't do this!" Although Huang Rong tried hard to lick Ouyang Ke's penis, there was no response.
Seeing that she was only sucking on his penis, Ouyang Ke patted her head. "Alright! What do you want me to do?" Huang Rong knelt between Ouyang Ke's legs, tilting her pretty and innocent face up, and asked seriously.
"Oh!?" "Hmm..." Although Huang Rong blushed with embarrassment, she still obediently climbed onto Ouyang Ke and lay down in a 69 position.
Huang Rong stuck out her tongue and slowly licked Ouyang Ke's penis, from the base upwards. Huang Rong slightly raised her snowy buttocks, and her jade hand reached under her crotch... Huang Rong turned her body and straddled Ouyang Ke's waist facing her. She slightly raised her bare buttocks, grasped Ouyang Ke's thick and long penis with her jade hand, pressed it against her wet and tender opening, and then slowly sat down. Ouyang Ke watched as his penis slowly slid 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 Huang Rong had been somewhat reluctant during intercourse yesterday due to shyness or aversion, today she was completely immersed and took the initiative. Ouyang Ke was happy to relax, half-reclining on the stone chair, watching Huang Rong's movements.
Huang Rong writhed wantonly, her breasts gleaming... Ouyang Ke used his Toad Stance, employing his legs and knees to control Huang Rong's legs, pressing his upper body against her breasts, his hands grasping her soft 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, red flesh of her vagina.
After climaxing, Huang Rong lay prone on Ouyang Ke's chest, breathing heavily. Ouyang Ke took advantage of the situation and sucked on her swollen purple 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 had already slipped inside her skirt, Huang Rong struggled to get up. However, the recent orgasm left her weak and limp, and she was still in a daze, not to mention Ouyang Ke's fingers on her... "Go...go into the cave, okay? Don't let Master see!" "Don't worry, let that old beggar see!" Ouyang Ke quickly pulled Huang Rong's wet skirt off her lower body. Huang Rong lay trembling on the rock, the coolness between her legs making her tightly clamp her two bare jade legs together... Meanwhile, Hong Qigong had been having intercourse with Huang Rong every day these past few days, releasing the palm power of the Toad Stance through his penis, and his injuries had actually improved significantly, especially with the increase in the number of times they had intercourse, even his internal strength seemed to have greatly improved. That day, Hong Qigong woke up from a nap and lay in the stone cave with his eyes half-closed, thinking about a sexual position that had just appeared in his dream. His penis gradually became erect.
He glanced at the sky; it was almost time for Huang Rong to treat his wounds every day. He took off his trousers and stroked his penis, preparing 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 hated, was on top of her, also completely naked… “Rong’er, it’s all your 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 the tip of her tongue… Huang Rong tilted her head back, her pure almond eyes looking at 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, and pressed his hands against Huang Rong's head.
"Master, you're not feeling well, so 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 there. She lowered her body slightly, and with a "whoosh!" 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, accompanied by the up-and-down movement of her hips.
Hong Qigong saw Huang Rong panting heavily, her nostrils flaring rapidly, and her temples glistening with sweat, indicating that she was running out of energy.

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