Heroine and Scoundrel

After the battle at the Valley of Heartbreak, Huang Rong tricked Yang Guo into abandoning his suicidal thoughts by claiming to be the "Divine Nun of the South Sea." She then rushed back to
Xiangyang to assist her husband with military affairs and also to help Lu Youjiao with important matters for the Beggars'
Sect. She was incredibly busy every day. Even with Huang Rong's wisdom surpassing Zhuge Liang's, it would take more than a month before
she could finally escape her hectic life and rest, devoting herself to caring for Guo Xiang and Guo Polu.

One day, with nothing to do, the two little ones, having finished their milk, slept soundly. Looking at Guo Xiang's peaceful sleeping face,
Huang Rong was filled with emotion. She thought about how this little one had suffered so much since birth, being targeted by the ruthless
Li Mochou and her mortal enemy, the Golden Wheel Monk, and later kidnapped by Yang Guo to Zhongnan Mountain. After many twists and turns, she had managed to return safely to
her side—truly a life of extreme danger, yet also extreme fortune.

Speaking of luck, Huang Rong immediately thought of Yang Guo. If it weren't for this child's all-out protection of Guo Xiang that day, the baby girl would have long since
ended up in heaven or Mongolia. She felt
deeply indebted to this child; the Guo family not only couldn't repay her even a fraction of what she owed, but Guo Fu's recklessness had also caused Yang Guo to lose an arm and Xiaolongnü to be seriously injured and left without a trace. She was naturally depressed.
She also thought of the many heroes she had encountered during her travels, but someone as intelligent and brave as Yang Guo, a handsome young
hero , was hard to find anywhere else in the world. Her husband, Guo Jing, was undoubtedly a great hero, but
he was simple and honest, lacking a certain charm and roguishness. Yang Guo, being a friend of her father Huang Yaoshi, and with his
extraordinary love affair with her master Xiaolongnü, was certainly roguish enough; seeing Gongsun Lü'e, Cheng Ying, and other women
so , he could also be considered dashing and romantic.

Huang Rong, a descendant of the Eastern Heretic, was once known as a little demoness in her childhood, and was naturally a kindred spirit with Yang Guo.

Only now, as a mother and influenced by Guo Jing, has she restrained her mischievousness to avoid setting
a bad example for her daughter and the two Wu brothers. However, deep down, she genuinely admires Yang Guo's unconventional behavior. She even wondered if
she would have chosen Guo Jing had she met Yang Guo first—it was truly uncertain.

She was surprised to have such a strange thought, but it vanished in an instant, replaced by sympathy for
Yang Guo : "Alas, Guo'er has endured so much hardship, going through many trials to finally reunite with Xiaolongnü, only to be separated again so
soon. Although he has abandoned his suicidal thoughts, how can he bear these long, lonely sixteen years?"
She recalled that when she taught Lu Youjiao the Dog-Beating Staff Technique, she had promised to impart her skills to Yang Guo so as not to disappoint her husband's expectations.
Thinking of his tearful face then, and his spirited appearance in the Valley of Heartbreak, she couldn't help but chuckle. She thought,

"Guo'er has grown up so fast. He's clever and quick-witted; his martial arts might even surpass mine. But I promised
to teach him kung fu. I've taught him the Dog-Beating Staff Technique, but I haven't taught him the Orchid Finger Technique or the wondrous array formations.

They say a promise is a promise in the martial world, so I'll have to take him back to Xiangyang for a while, teach him
the acupoint striking technique and array formations, and let him focus on martial arts. Perhaps that will alleviate his pain of missing Xiaolongnu. Even if that doesn't work, learning these two techniques
won't harm him, and it will fulfill my promise."

She immediately summoned Lu Youjiao, instructing him to teach the beggars his help. Since the Beggars' Clan was the largest clan in the world,
finding a... What difficulty could there be in finding Yang Guo? Yet, for a month, not only had they failed to find him, but they hadn't even found a single clue.

Huang Rong was naturally worried, fearing that Yang Guo had encountered an accident or might have contemplated suicide again. Several days later,
Huang Rong asked Lu Youjiao again, only to learn that there was still no news of him. Her longing for Yang Guo only grew stronger with each passing day. Seeing that Xiangyang
was peaceful and Lu Youjiao was gradually mastering the management of the Beggars' Sect, she told her husband that she would go out to search for Yang Guo first thing the next morning
. Guo Jing, who had longed for the son of his deceased friend, naturally agreed.

Guo Jing was reluctant to part with his wife, and on the eve of their sleep, he held Huang Rong in his arms and said with concern:

"Rong'er, are you sure you don't need anyone accompanying you this time? Although the fighting has subsided somewhat, the roads are still
not safe. Why don't you take Fu'er and Qi'er, or a few Beggar Clan disciples as guards?" "Brother Jing, you
know you can't take Fu'er. She harmed Xiaolongnu so badly. Even if Guo'er doesn't want to harm Fu'er, he
won't see us. If I only take Qi'er, Fu'er will definitely resent me. You
know how close they've been lately. Erwu is learning city defense from you, so I can't take them with me. Besides, if I take them,
wouldn't Yelü Yan and Wanyan Ping be too pitiful? Hehe." "Then taking a few Beggar Clan disciples won't hurt, will it?"

"That wouldn't be good either. Lu Youjiao has only recently taken office and is in the prime of his career. If I were to casually
take a few of his disciples away for personal reasons, it would look bad to others, who would think I'm the one in charge." "Alas, I know all
this , but I can't help worrying about you being all alone out there." Huang Rong was deeply moved by his sincerity
and hugged Guo Jing tightly, comforting him, "Brother Jing, I've already dealt with someone as skilled as Li Mochou.
Besides, I'm much better now, so you can rest assured." Guo Jing knew his wife was highly skilled in martial arts and
had unparalleled . Although he was still worried, he couldn't imagine anyone in the world who could make things difficult for her, so he immediately agreed to let her go. Seeing
his beloved wife about to leave him, he was naturally saddened, yet his lower body involuntarily swelled.
He whispered in Huang Rong's ear, "You're going to leave me again. I guess I can't let you go tonight."

Huang Rong had already sensed her husband's arousal, so she gently kissed Guo Jing's cheek, a slight smile on her face, and said,

"Why won't you let me go?"

Seeing his wife's beauty, Guo Jing could not resist. While deeply kissing his wife, he skillfully
removed Huang Rong's clothes, and Huang Rong considerately undressed her husband piece by piece.

In the past few days, when military affairs were not busy, the two would occasionally find time to make love. However, Guo Jing was simple and honest, and treated his wife with utmost respect. Even during sex, he was afraid that his movements
would slightly disrespectful to his wife, so every
move was extremely rigid, just like since their marriage. Fortunately, those who practice martial arts are naturally strong, and Guo Jing had great stamina, so
Huang Rong could occasionally reach her climax.

That night, their routine was the same. Guo Jing pressed his body against Huang Rong, holding his wife tightly in his arms, his lower body
thrusting repeatedly into her vagina. Huang Rong was already used to this, feeling her husband's strength and tenderness,
her lower body became increasingly wet, her legs spread wide to meet his, and she moaned softly.

"Rong'er, is it comfortable?"

"Mmm... Brother Jing, it feels so good... ah... ah..."

"Rong'er, I love you..."

"I love Brother Jing too... mmm..."

"Rong'er, hurry up and find Guo'er and bring him back, we'll have a few more children right away..." As Guo Jing thrust
vigorously , Huang Rong suddenly heard the name "Guo'er," and a strange thought flashed through her mind:

Has Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü consummated their marriage? Wu Santong and Fu'er both said that Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü had already
married in the Ancient Tomb, so they must have... Heh, Yang Guo is no longer a child... She wondered:
What was it like when Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü did this? Yang Guo is clever and intelligent, I wonder if it was different from what she did with her husband?
I wonder... how is Yang Guo's... manhood... Strange thoughts kept surfacing, making Huang Rong's vagina even
wetter , and with Guo Jing's vigorous thrusting, she became even more excited. She gripped Guo Jing tightly,
moaning incessantly. Seeing his wife more excited than usual, Guo Jing thought that his wife was also reluctant to leave him, so he increased his thrusting
speed while trying hard to hold back. Of course, he didn't know that Huang Rong was thinking about Yang Guo using all sorts of
unimaginable methods to rape her, making her feel extremely ashamed yet extremely excited.

At this moment, Guo Jing's thrusting had reached its limit, and he finally whispered in her ear, "Ah... Rong'er... I
'm coming..."

"Ahhhhh... Come on... Come... Brother Jing... Ahhhhh!" Fortunately, Huang Rong still retained some
rationality; otherwise, even with her superior wisdom, she wouldn't know how to explain herself if she uttered the word "er."

Both Guo Jing and Huang Rong ejaculated profusely, their breaths coming in gasps. Normally, Huang Rong, who was very clean, would
immediately go to the bathroom to shower after a short rest. But this night, due to excessive excitement, she found Guo Jing's chest and lay down to fall asleep.

Seeing his beautiful wife sleeping soundly, Guo Jing's love and pride increased greatly. He gently kissed her forehead and then
also fell asleep.

Little did he know that his beloved wife, nestled in his arms, was in her dream continuing her lewd mating with Yang Guo…

Chapter Two, Humiliation at the Inn (Part 1)

“Mmm… Aunt Guo, I want to fuck your little hole hard… I can never get enough of your little hole…”
“Ah… Guo’er, give it to me… hurry… ah ah!”

“Aunt Guo… ah ah!”

“Guo’er… ah… ah ah ah ah!”

Huang Rong awoke with a start from her dream. Before her was a pitch-black inn room. She realized she had been staying there
for several days, and Yang Guo was still nowhere to be found. She had initially thought it was just the Beggars’ Sect members’ incompetence, but even her own efforts
had yielded nothing. It seemed that finding Yang Guo would take even longer.

She was drenched in sweat, still shaken by the intense dream she had just experienced.

"How can I even dream of Yang Guo, and even dream of him and me... It's so embarrassing." "
After seeing him, would I really do that with him? No, Yang Guo is so much younger than me, and this trip is only
to bring him back to Xiangyang to teach him martial arts. Besides, he already has Xiaolongnu, so he would never..." She thought this, but
Huang Rong's hand unconsciously moved towards her private parts. The erotic dream she had just had hadn't calmed her down; instead, it made her
crave even more.

"Ah...ah..."

She knew the inn was full of people, and the so-called walls were just thin wooden planks, hardly soundproof.

Even so, she couldn't bear the emptiness, so she spread her legs wide, constantly rubbing her
clitoris with both hands; at the same time, she kept her mouth tightly closed, trying to suppress her moans. In her mind, the faces of her husband and Yang Guo
appeared alternately, but Yang Guo's face appeared more often, and proportionally, her
hand movements became increasingly intense.

"Hehe, little sister, are you lonely all by yourself? How about your good brother comes over and keeps you company?" Huang Rong
was jolted awake again. A lewd voice from next door completely extinguished her desire. Regardless of whether the board was too thin or
her moans were too loud, Huang Rong, filled with shame, immediately stopped masturbating, suppressed her desire, and prepared to go to sleep.

Who knew that the guy next door would speak lewdly again: "Little sister, are you done? Oh dear,
did your good brother scare you just now? I'm so sorry, why don't you come over here and let your good brother's big cock comfort you properly
?"

Thinking that her shameful secret had been known, even though the other person didn't know who she was, Huang Rong was still extremely ashamed and indignant.

However, in the end, she had done the shameful thing first, and the other person was mocking her afterward. Huang Rong thought to herself, let him say what
he wants go to sleep.

However, the man seemed to still be unsatisfied, and his mocking voice for Huang Rong continued, sometimes imitating her masturbation sounds,
and sometimes telling stories, describing her as a promiscuous woman who could be slept with by anyone.

As the saying goes, "Enough is enough," and hearing these frivolous remarks incessantly, even Huang Rong, with her excellent self-control, could not
tolerate it. She covered her face with a thin veil, revealing only a pair of murderous eyes, grabbed a bamboo staff, and used her lightness skill
to leap out of the window and into the next room.

The
next happening and continued his insolent talk. Huang Rong easily knocked him off the bed with a few quick blows of her staff.

"Who are you, daring to ambush your father?"

the man shouted, quickly standing up, but before he could take a step, Huang Rong tripped him again.

"This guy's martial arts are mediocre; he's just a brute," Huang Rong thought.

The man thought he had been careless, so he stood up again, vaguely seeing a figure in front of him, and without thinking,
threw a heavy punch.

Huang Rong, sensing the wind and shadows, deftly dodged the opponent's attack, and even delivered three heavy blows in quick succession. She thought to herself, "You
humiliated me so much just now; I'll teach you a lesson.

" The man cried out "Ah!" and fell back onto the bed. He finally realized he had encountered a master, but he hadn't expected his adversary to
follow all the way here, preventing him from sleeping peacefully. Knowing he was no match for him, he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, saying, "
Sir, all the blame is mine, but I have already returned all the silver. The silver I have now is all
mine. Please believe me, sir. You can go to the east of the city to confirm with her. I would never dare
disobey your orders, one-armed master."

Huang Rong, having overheard him, roughly understood that he had misunderstood her as another adversary with whom he had some financial
dispute. But the last phrase, "the one-armed master," startled her.
"Could the 'one-armed master' he's talking about be Yang Guo? There aren't many one-armed heroes in the martial world, and I haven't heard of any famous ones around here.
Perhaps I can get some clues from him."

So Huang Rong lowered her voice and asked, "I'm not your enemy. Who is this one-armed master you're talking about?"
However, although the man's martial arts skills were mediocre, he was quite shrewd. Upon hearing Huang Rong speak, and smelling
the strong fragrance of her perfume mixed with a hint of eroticism, he guessed that she was most likely the woman whose masturbation he had interrupted.
Unfortunately, the woman had come, and smelled wonderful, but she wasn't coming to be intimate with him. Instead, he had given her a good thud.
His face was swollen and red, so he pleaded for forgiveness, "I didn't expect it to be the lady from next door! I was just
being rude spouting nonsense. Please forgive me, lady. I was ignorant and
arrogant."

Huang Rong was taken aback, thinking that this guy was quite clever. So she stopped lowering her voice and asked, "
Answer my question properly, and I will forgive your rudeness. Who is your enemy? What does he look like?" "
Since you have a request, I will answer everything I know, but I really don't know his name
or what he looks like."

"Hmph, are you hungry and want to take a few more hits?"

"Heroine, spare me! It's not that I'm hiding anything, but I truly don't know his name. He's
incredibly ugly , but I suspect he's wearing a mask, so I really don't know what he looks like." At this point,
Huang Rong had guessed that this one-armed man was Yang Guo wearing a human skin mask, and she was secretly thrilled. However, she
still coldly said, "How do you know he's wearing a mask, and not just naturally ugly? You're probably just spouting nonsense."

"Heroine, please understand. I make a living by swindling. Although I'm not skilled in disguise, I do know a little about the various tricks of the martial world
. That one-armed fellow doesn't want to show his true face, so he wears an exquisite mask. I'm
quite certain of that."

"Fine, then why did you pick a fight with him?"

"It's not exactly a glorious thing to tell you," he said. "I was almost broke, so two days ago I stole ten taels from a
woman . That one-armed bastard came out of nowhere this afternoon; it was probably the woman who complained. He beat me
up and then demanded I return all the money. Damn it, I didn't make any money, but I got a beating, and my face is all swollen up
."

He thought to himself as he spoke, "And then tonight I got another beating from that bitch. Today was truly the worst day ever
!"

Huang Rong thought to herself, "So Yang Guo was just trying to teach this guy a lesson. He said 'stole,'
so it must either a scam or robbery. I wonder if the woman was even humiliated." Remembering how he had teased her earlier, she wanted to give him
a couple more whacks, but since she hadn't yet found out Yang Guo's whereabouts, she held back and asked, "Where is that one-armed swordsman now?
And which house in the east of the city does that woman live in?"

Unexpectedly, the man had a sudden flash of insight and immediately understood the flaw in the woman's questions.
He, who had been kneeling on the bed, immediately sat back down beside it and coldly said, "Why should I tell you? What
benefit ?"

Huang Rong couldn't help but admire the man's wit. He said he made a living by deception, which seemed to be true, so she said:

"I won't force you, but it's quiet at night, and the doctors are all asleep. If I go too far later,
you'll have to pray for your own good fortune."

The man was inwardly panicked, but he still said, "Since you've already taught me a lesson once,
it's no . It's just that this one-armed hero is elusive. If you kill me,
it will be as difficult as climbing to heaven to find him again."

He never expected that such a casual and boastful remark would actually move Huang Rong. For days, Huang Rong had been searching desperately
for Yang Guo without success. If she let go of the clue before her, she didn't know when she would find him again. So she said, "Alright,
I won't make things difficult for you. Let's make a deal. I'll give you ten taels of silver, and you tell me everything." "Hehe, that
's a good suggestion, but I don't want money right now." "Then what do you want?"

"As long as you, my lady, obey my orders and serve me well for one night, I will grant your request."
It turned out that this man was experienced in the martial world and had a great fondness for women. During their conversation, he had already been attracted by Huang Rong's fragrance.
Knowing that Huang Rong was lonely and empty, and with the situation in his favor, he became incredibly bold and made this lewd suggestion to the highly
skilled .

How could Huang Rong tolerate such shameless words? She immediately swung her staff at him. He was struck by a blow, his chest aching,
but his tone was anything but weak: "Go ahead and kill me. With your intelligence, you'll find the One-Armed
Swordsman in two or three years anyway."

The brilliant plan that had been brewing was easily thwarted by this rogue's words. Huang Rong was truly
caught in a dilemma . She was unwilling to do such a despicable thing, but news of Yang Guo was of utmost importance to her, and
the phrase "a woman from the east of the city" alone wouldn't reveal anything. Yet, the thought of
sacrificing herself for a single clue was something she absolutely refused to do.

She hesitated for a long time, but the man spoke again, "I just heard your moans, so you must be
feeling lonely . Why not take this opportunity to spend the night together? I won't start a fire, since I can't see
your face and wouldn't want to damage your reputation afterwards. Besides, you are highly skilled in martial arts; I am no match for you.
If I am too rude, you only need to strike me lightly, and I'll be reporting to the underworld. With
these conditions, you can obtain valuable information. Please think it over." Huang Rong bit her lower lip and said, "Fine, but
let me also let you know that if you dare to lie, besides killing you, I'll make you taste my methods first!"

"I swear, I would never dare to lie to you, heroine, or I will be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!"
Huang Rong sighed. "Alright, whatever you want. What do you want?" The man laughed, "Good sister, come sit
over here first!" He then grabbed Huang Rong's hand and dragged her to the bedside. Huang Rong struggled slightly but
sat down on the edge of the bed, right between the man's legs, her back against this rogue. She covered her chest with her hands, feeling
ashamed, panicked, and with a strange feeling all at once.

The man was extremely excited: "You bitch beat me up so well just now, now she's retaliating. I'll
kill you before I'm a man!"

That's what he thought, but he acted with remarkable calmness. He didn't rush to attack Huang Rong's ample breasts. He
gently around her slender waist and occasionally stroked her waist. His mouth was very busy, sometimes lightly kissing Huang Rong's
collarbone, sometimes passionately kissing her pink neck, sometimes breathing in her ear and saying a few words of praise.

Huang Rong had never received such tender caresses before. She felt waves of pleasure wash over her, her groin becoming wet.
Her hands, which had been guarding her breasts, relaxed, but she was too ashamed to moan, so she tried her best to suppress it.

The man was acutely aware of Huang Rong's subtle changes. He slowly moved his hands upwards from her waist,
gently taking her hands and placing them on his thighs. Huang Rong initially resisted,
but the man breathed softly into her ear, softening her, and she no longer resisted placing her hands
on his shameless thighs.

After successfully overcoming the obstacle, the man couldn't resist any longer. He grabbed Huang Rong's ample breasts with both hands. Huang Rong
cried out, feeling both ashamed and in pain, yet also somewhat excited. She was incredibly embarrassed; if it weren't for Yang Guo, she
would have already killed this man with a single blow.

The man, unaware of Huang Rong's thoughts, was instead amazed by the fullness of her breasts. "Damn, this
girl has such a slender waist and such big, firm breasts, she's a real gem! Looks like I won't be sleeping tonight!" He
rhythmically massaged Huang Rong's breasts, his mouth then attacking her earlobe. Huang Rong endured for a while, finally
unable to hold back a soft moan.

"Ah... ah..."

"The heroine's breasts are so big and firm, yet so soft to the touch, truly beautiful." "Ah...
you... shameless... stop talking... stop... ah... ah..." But as she said this, Huang Rong
was already moaning softly, all her previous domineering aura gone.

The man gently stroked Huang Rong's cheek with his right hand, tilting her pretty face back. Unable to resist, he
lowered and kissed her. Huang Rong responded gently, and the two kissed passionately like lovers, exchanging saliva.

Unbeknownst to them, the man had already slipped his hands inside Huang Rong's clothes, playing with her
nipples. A seasoned expert in the ways of the world, the man rhythmically massaged and rubbed Huang Rong's nipples, further
arousing . Her private parts were already soaking wet, feeling an intense emptiness.

Before she knew it, Huang Rong's top had been removed. She blushed with shame, but the emptiness in her lower body was
incredibly strong. She craved more, so she disregarded her shame and
moved to his already throbbing genitals. She gently stroked his glans,
telling him her most primal desires and needs.

The man was incredibly excited, and softly asked, "Does the heroine want him very much?" Huang Rong's face turned as red as hot
iron, but she dared not answer, and could only continue to gently caress him.

"Since the heroine is not answering, it seems she doesn't want him. Then forget it." With that, he
withdrew Huang Rong's hand from his private parts.

"No... I want him... I want him..." Huang Rong's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Huang Rong couldn't believe her own actions. Besides placing her hand on the man's private parts again, she also
took the initiative to put her hand inside his pants, directly feeling his hot penis.

Huang Rong thought, "Ah, how come it's so big, and so hot... I wonder what it will feel like to put it in...
Ahh... How could I be like this... Ah..."

The man thought, "I didn't expect the heroine to be so skilled in martial arts, but she's actually a slut. She's become
so . Humph, I'll teach you a lesson!"

The man immediately abandoned his attack on Huang Rong's breasts, but instead opened Huang Rong's tightly closed legs and placed them on his
thighs. This position was incredibly shameful. Huang Rong immediately covered her private parts with her right hand, saying "No...
" while her left hand refused to leave the man's penis.

The man had decided to humiliate Huang Rong to his heart's content, so he forcibly removed her hand and then touched
Huang Rong .

"You're quite the vixen, heroine. Your panties are all wet, hehe."

"No...don't say it...ah...it's so embarrassing...ah..." "Didn't you just say you wanted
something? What do you want?" "Ah...ah...no...ah...I won't say...it's too embarrassing..."
"If you won't say, then forget it..." With that, the man intensified his stimulation of Huang Rong. His hand had already passed over Huang Rong's
panties and was directly stimulating Huang Rong's clitoris and labia.

Huang Rong moaned softly, her lower body already soaked. She had completely forgotten about being a female knight-errant and the dignity of being the former
leader of Sect. She couldn't help but say, "I want your...that..." "
What is 'that'?"

"Oh...you're always teasing me...I really want your...penis..." "You
already have your penis, I've given it to you."

"I won't let you...I want you to put it in my...here..." "What is 'here'?"

"Oh...you're teasing me again...it's putting your good brother's penis...into my cunt...
to relieve my itch...ah...hurry...please stop teasing me...please...ah..."
The man chuckled lewdly, stripping Huang Rong and himself naked in one go. He laid her flat on the bed and
thrust into her tender cunt, beginning a vigorous and rhythmic pumping motion.

"How is it, you little slut? How's your big brother's big cock?" "Great! I'm so happy I'm about to
ascend to heaven , ahhh!"

"Hmph, ascending to heaven so quickly? Your big brother hasn't even used his full strength yet." "Ahhh...give me more...
give me more...so good...ahhhhh...ah..." The man used all his skills
to humiliate Huang Rong with various techniques and lewd words. Huang Rong had already lost all reason and only wanted to reach the peak with the man in front of her.
The various moves she had never experienced before made her even more crazy, and she was soaked all over the bed.

"You little slut, look how horny you are, your juices have soaked the bed." "Ah... because my good brother made
me feel so good... ah..." "Weren't you so fierce just now? How come you're so horny now? Humph,
you're a little slut, aren't you?" "Ah... I'm not... ah..."

"No? Okay, then I'll stop, I won't go in!"

"No! No, no!"

"Then you're a little slut, right?"

"Ah... I'm a little slut, ah, good brother, don't stop, I'm a little slut... ah..."
"Okay, little slut... good brother is coming, ah ah ah ah!" Huang Rong regained a sliver of reason during her orgasm:
"Ah, don't shoot inside... no... ah..." "Ah ah ah ah... too late... ah!"

"Ah ah!"

Huang Rong was completely limp on the bed, unable to move. Although the man had ejaculated, he was unwilling to pull his penis out.
He pressed his body against Huang Rong and kissed her passionately.

After another passionate kiss, the man finally released Huang Rong's body. Just as Huang Rong was about to speak,
the man whispered in her ear, "You little slut, you said you'd listen to me tonight. It's still early before dawn
, let's rest for a while and then have our second round."

[The End]

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