Shanghai Beach in Stormy Times (Traditional Chinese)

Shanghai's Stormy Beach (Jiang Yunlong) (Part 1)

Early in the morning, in a courtyard house in Hulu Lane, a woman's voice reverberated throughout the entire courtyard.

"You brat, running away so early in the morning!"

As the woman cursed, the neighbors who were washing up around them laughed.

"Good morning, Aunt Jiang!"

The fierce woman's expression softened considerably with her warbling voice, and

she said in a kind and amiable manner, "Good morning, Ah Ling, oh... Ah Ling has grown more and more beautiful. I wonder which family will be able to marry such a beautiful

daughter-in-law as you."

"Aunt Jiang!" The girl murmured shyly, then blushed and hid away.

The neighbors all liked this girl named Ah Ling, and they especially loved seeing her shy appearance.

"Haha... Aunt Jiang, are you saying you want Ah Ling to be your daughter-in-law?"

Jiang's mother, seeing that the speaker was Uncle Lin from next door, laughed and said, "I am thinking of her, but I don't know if Ah Ling is willing

?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Lin asked Ah Ling, who was washing her face at the tap, "Ah Ling, Aunt Jiang wants you to be her daughter-in-law, what do you

think ?"

Ah Ling, extremely embarrassed, didn't care that her hair was still wet, picked up the basin to cover her flushed face, and ran

home like a shot.

The neighbors outside burst into laughter again. After laughing with everyone for a while, Jiang's mother remembered that breakfast was still

in the pot , so she quickly turned around and went home.

When she got home, she opened the pot and saw that breakfast was perfectly cooked, so she quickly turned off the stove. Stirring the thin porridge with a spoon,

she cursed her son inwardly, "You brat, if you burn the porridge, I'll skin you alive when we get home."

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice that in broad daylight, a pair of lustful eyes were fixed on her

white legs exposed by her cheongsam, especially her round, plump buttocks, which made him drool.

The man quietly walked behind Jiang's mother and forcefully slapped her round buttocks.

"Smack...smack..." After two sounds, Jiang's mother's voice rang out, "Ouch...that hurts so much!"

"Hehe, wife, did you hurt yourself? Let me rub it for you." He said, reaching out to rub Jiang's mother's plump

buttocks , exploring back and forth in her most prominent area.

"Oh...you rascal, stop fooling around. If the neighbors see this...um."

Uncle Jiang saw that his wife was so confused by what he was doing that she couldn't speak clearly, and that her sensitive spot was already wet with

vaginal fluid. Seeing his success, his fingers, which were stroking her vulva, moved even faster.

Under the assault, Jiang's mother was now burning with lust, one hand on the stove. She freed one hand to grab

Uncle Jiang's hard penis, moaning, "Stop...you rascal, stop!"

It was clear that his wife was being sarcastic, meaning she wanted him to hurry up...Thinking of this, Uncle Jiang unceremoniously

unbuttoned his wife's waist, soon revealing her fair and round buttocks.

Feeling the coolness in her lower body, knowing that his penis was about to enter, Jiang's mother twisted her waist even more excitedly,

making incoherent noises.

Hearing his wife's moans, Uncle Jiang became even more excited. He grabbed her round, large buttocks with both hands, brought his

penis closer, and with a soft "plop,"... the old horse knows the way... he just shoved it into her dripping, wet vagina.

He pounded into her hard, and Aunt Jiang moaned and groaned, enjoying herself.

Just as the two were enjoying themselves immensely, there was a knock at the door.

Jiang's mother, swaying her hips, called out loudly, "Who is it!"

"Sister-in-law Jiang, it's me!"

Hearing the voice, knowing it was Sister Xiang from next door, Jiang's mother turned and whispered to her panting husband,

"Hurry up, you rascal, Sister Xiang is here to call me to work." She then called out loudly, "It's Sister Xiang,

wait a moment, I'm coming." Her lower abdomen contracted sharply a few times, her vagina clenching tightly.

Uncle Jiang was no match for her and immediately ejaculated. After relieving Uncle Jiang, Sister-in-law Jiang didn't even wipe herself. She

buttoned her cheongsam, quietly settled her husband, and then went out to work.

The boy who had run out of the house earlier was Jiang Yunlong, now followed by two other boys. When we arrived at a

larger courtyard house, a middle-aged man of about forty years old walked towards us. The iron swing in his hand weighed forty or fifty pounds,

but he made it clang loudly as he played with it.

Jiang Yunlong hurriedly went to greet him, calling out, "Godfather." The two behind him replied, "Good morning, Ninth Master."

Seeing Yunlong, Ninth Master chuckled and said, "Yunlong, you don't need to go to the pier today. Come with your godfather to take care of

something ."

"Godfather, what could be more important than something at the pier?"

"Hehe!"

Seeing Ninth Master smile again, Zhou Jin, guessing what was going on, laughed, "Ninth Master,

what that makes you so happy?"

"Hehe, it's like this, Yunlong, your godmother and god-sister are arriving in Shanghai today, so you're going to pick them up for the 10:30

train !"

"Godmother is coming! No wonder Godfather is so happy."

"Yes, yes. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, of course Ninth Master is happy today!"

"You little brat, trying to make fun of Ninth Master!" With that, Ninth Master gave Zhou Jin two

sharp raps on the head.

Zhang Bing, watching from the other side, gloated, "Ninth Master did a good job! This kid deserved it, Ninth Master..." Just

as he was getting into it, he noticed Ninth Master's strange look. Zhang Bing cried out, "Mommy! " and quickly ran away.

After Zhang Bing ran off, Ninth Master's gaze fell on his godson, Yunlong. Yunlong wasn't stupid; he stammered, "Godfather, I'm

going to pick up Godmother!" and then ran off.

Inside the Shanghai Railway Station, Zhou Jin held up a sign that read, "Welcome Ms. Lin Yue'e."

Seeing the others were so bored, Zhou Jin broke the ice, saying, "Brother Long, I've been thinking about something."

"What is it?" Yunlong never paid attention to Zhou Jin's cryptic talk, but Zhang Bing was eager to take the bait.

"Hehe, you guys are wondering if Ninth Master's daughter will look like him?"

Hearing this, Zhang Bing remembered Ninth Master's fan-like mouth and blinked twice in fear, saying, "My God,

if she's like Ninth Master..."

"Stop fooling around, the train's here, don't lose your godmother." Hearing Yunlong's words, the two finally stopped and looked at

the people getting off the train.

"Wow... a beauty!" With Zhang Bing's exclamation, the two of them looked over as well.

A modern woman in a blue short jacket and white skirt stepped off the train, her eyes, glancing left and right, as

bright and clear as autumn water.

The three boys were all trembling. Zhang Bing and Zhou Jin stared at the girl's figure like wolves. Yunlong's heart,

after a brief ripple, calmed down, and he turned his gaze away from the pure-looking girl.

"What an adorable little sister!"

"She...she's walking towards us!" Facing the girl approaching step by step, Zhang Bing was speechless

.

"Hello, who is Jiang Yunlong?"

A pleasant voice and a gentle smile captivated Zhang Bing, making him lose his mind.

"Yes, that's me. May I ask who you are, Miss?" Compared to his two dumbfounded brothers, Yunlong remained clear-headed

, politely looking at the girl who spoke.

"So you're my godbrother! I'm Luo Yun!"

Hearing the girl's explanation, Yunlong realized this was the person her godfather had sent to pick her up. "Oh, you're my godmother. Why are you

alone ? Didn't your godmother come?"

"Yes, we brought a lot of luggage. Mom is in the car watching over us."

After understanding the situation, Yunlong called out to Zhang Bing and Zhou Jin, but there was no response. He turned around and looked at the two of them, both of them

staring blankly with drool in their eyes. So he gave them two hard knocks on the head.

"Ouch... Who, who hit me?" Zhang Bing rubbed his swollen forehead and cried out a few times. When he saw the malicious smile on Yunlong's

lips , he immediately understood. Just as he was about to get angry, "Pfft!" A crisp

laugh made him suppress his anger.

Yunlong chuckled slyly, "Zhang Bing, this is Ninth Master's daughter. Her godmother is waiting for us in the car to get our luggage."

With a beautiful woman beside them, the two rushed to the car. Sure enough, a

woman around forty years old sat inside. Although past middle age, she still possessed a captivating charm, which made them understand why the ugly

Ninth Master could have such a beautiful daughter.

After the family reunion, Ninth Master specially invited Yunlong, Zhou Jin, and Zhang Bing to his home for dinner.

During the meal, Zhou and Zhang made a series of jokes, making Ninth Master and his wife laugh heartily, while Luo Yun

kept a slight smile.

Seeing their beloved woman smiling, Zhou and Zhang naturally tried even harder, leaving Yunlong, who was always favored by Ninth Master, feeling

neglected .

After several rounds of drinks, as the event was ending, Ninth Master took Yunlong's hand and said, "Yunlong, your godmother just arrived in Shanghai

. Why don't you take her out for some fun?"

Luo Yun, who had been wanting to go out for a while, was overjoyed to hear her father say this. She excitedly

ran to Yunlong's side, turned around, and smiled, "Thank you, Dad! Mom! I'm going to play with Yunlong!" Before Yunlong could even

say anything , she grabbed his hand and they ran off in a flash.

"Xiaoyun! Don't stay out too late!"

Once she was gone, Lin Yue'e turned around, glaring at her husband. "Letting her go out so late

? You'll spoil her rotten sooner or later."

"Madam, I'm doing this for you!"

Seeing her husband's lecherous grin, she said, "What? For me?"

"Hehe, as the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. We've been apart for so long, we should have a good get-together."

What "absence makes the heart grow fonder"? It's all about that. Thinking of this, Madam Luo blushed and immediately spat

, "Shameless old man!"

At this moment, Luo Jiu, seeing his wife becoming increasingly aroused, quickly moved closer, wrapping his arms around her ample waist.

"Wife, I miss you so much, do you miss me?" With that, Lu Shan's hand reached under the slit of her red cheongsam

, caressing her smooth, rounded thigh.

A long-lost tingling sensation immediately washed over Lin Yue'e, and in her dazed state, she instinctively tried to stop the hand from moving

towards her groin.

"No... um!" Her resistance was so weak, her moans so soft and melodious.

The iron-willed man, aroused by his wife, his penis erect, let out a wolfish howl, and lifted Yue'e by her full

buttocks .

Once lifted, Yue'e knew what her husband intended to do, and gently raised her hand to tap her husband's firm chest.

This wasn't resistance; it was pure seduction. Feeling the tingling sensation from her small hands against his chest, Luo Jiu

carried his wife into the bedroom in a few strides.

After tossing the snake-like woman onto the bed, he pounced on her flushed body.

Wherever he pressed against her, he was enveloped in softness and delicacy, his wolf-like kisses nibbling

at every exposed inch of her skin.

Her moans were so joyful, so tender and lingering.

Suddenly, a tearing sound rang out; the impatient Jiu Ye, unable to undo

the buttons covering her breasts, had unleashed his fury and ripped them apart.

The blushing lady exclaimed, "Have you gone mad? Why are you tearing it like that?" Before she could finish speaking, Ninth Master

passionately kissed her half-exposed breast through the tear, his hands below beginning to move from her bare thighs toward her groin.

"Mmm!" Feeling the wolf-like man on top of her and his erect penis on her lower abdomen, along with her long-lost sexual

hunger , she no longer cared about the value of her clothes; she wanted the fulfillment of years of anticipation. She returned the embrace with unbridled passion.

"Ah..." High-pitched moans, heavy breathing, and sucking and biting sounds—the lewd sounds expressed

the expectations of the two thirsty couple.

The two, writhing under the embroidered curtains, were no longer restrained; they had returned to their natural state, naked and pressed

against each other, caressing one another.

The burly man finally lifted the woman's full, rounded thighs and hung them around his waist.

With her body positioned, his hard tip was right in front of her entrance. The disheveled woman, head tilted back,

breathed heavily, her eyes glazed over as she gazed lewdly at her husband's strong chest.

Her high breasts rose and fell rhythmically, her alluring red lips parted and closed. The throbbing pain in her lower body

was uncontrollable . With a roar, Ninth Master thrust his penis into her wet, glistening vagina.

What followed was a frenzied struggle between them, a symphony of wet, pounding flesh, accompanied by the mature woman's sensual

moans. The man, panting heavily, thrust his lower body forcefully into her open crotch again and again. 　　Shanghai 's

Turbulent Times (Jiang Yunlong) (Part Two) **********

...

(Continued from above. The scene of Ninth Master and his wife's bedroom activities is temporarily omitted, firstly because there are too many people in the internet cafe, and secondly because it shouldn't

belong in this chapter, so it will be added later. Please forgive me.)

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Night falls late in Shanghai, and it's still brightly lit everywhere. However, not all of Shanghai is

like this; for example, Hulumen, which contrasts sharply with the city, has long been hidden in darkness.

Deep in the darkness, a person walks slowly and unsteadily—it's Jiang Yunlong, the boy who was scolded by his mother during the day.

He hums a little tune as he walks, thinking about what happened today.

The moment he first saw Luo Yun, he was indeed deeply attracted by her youthful and beautiful appearance. He had initially mistaken her appearance

for that of a pure and shy girl, but that image was completely shattered when his godfather asked him to take her out.

"Cough." The alcohol rising in his throat made him lean against the wall for a while.

Why wasn't she that kind of shy girl? Why did he have to think of that kind of delicate woman? Why…

Several "whys" churned deeply in his half-drunk mind. But Luo Yun was indeed quite adorable, with that

boyish personality. He had wanted to take her to the beach or the theater, but she politely declined, dragging him and Zhou Jin

to a pub instead, where they drank three thousand.

Remembering how she got drunk, standing on a stool playing drinking games with Zhou and Zhang, it was both laughable and endearing.

"Uh." As another burp rose in his throat, he vaguely heard someone over there.

The sound was like someone had gagged him. Remembering that his house was just ahead, he figured the person gagged must

be someone he knew well. Thinking this, the drunken, swaying man suddenly became much more agile and nimble. He reached

for the short axe tucked into his waistband and rushed towards the scene.

Sure enough, there were several people wrestling ahead. In the moonlight, a man in black plainclothes was grappling with a

woman , while two men beside him sneered, enjoying the spectacle of a forced sexual assault.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunlong's rage surged. He roared, "Fuck your mother! A bunch of punks, daring to come to Hulumen

to play this game? Looks like they don't want to live!"

The three men, who were secretly delighted by the girl's pale face, were startled by the sudden shout.

They hurriedly turned around and saw only a scruffy, blond-haired brat.

"Heh heh, this kid's barely grown up and he dares to meddle in our business. Brothers, let's cripple him!"

The other two followed the leader's lead, rolling up their sleeves and drawing daggers from their waists, surrounding Jiang Yunlong

.

Seeing the three's stance, Jiang Yunlong remained calm, gripping his axe handle and striding towards them. His imposing presence,

coupled with the chilling glint of his axe, stopped the group from rushing forward. They exchanged glances, each

hoping someone else would go first.

Just then, the woman who had been bullied spat out the gag in her mouth and shouted, "Yunlong, don't

worry about me, run!"

The familiar voice immediately reminded him of his neighbor, A-Ling. A-Ling, three years older than him, had always

cared for him meticulously, like an older sister, but now she was being bullied. Under the moonlight, her well-fitting top

revealed half of her fair and rounded arms.

"You dare touch Sister Ling? I, Jiang Yunlong, will kill you all, or I'll change my surname to yours!" Enraged, Yunlong

grabbed an axe and charged forward like a shooting star.

Hearing Jiang Yunlong announce his identity, the three immediately knew they couldn't afford to offend him. Without the middleman needing to speak,

the three sprang into action.

Watching the thugs run faster than rabbits, Jiang Yunlong, still furious, swung his axe.

*Thud*, needless to say, he missed. This enraged Yunlong even more, and he cursed, "Damn it, you're lucky

you ran fast, otherwise I…"

Just as he was getting carried away, a figure lunged at him. For some reason, he didn't flinch, but instead

opened his arms in response.

By the time he realized what was happening, he was already surrounded by a soft, yielding body.

The woman's soft body trembled in Yunlong's arms, her delicate face rubbing against the young man's neck.

The sight of a woman throwing herself into his arms made Yunlong blush and feel uneasy. Just as he was about to push her away, "Ah...

Waaah..." The girl's heartbroken cries were truly devastating.

Yunlong couldn't help but reach out his strong arms to encircle the trembling woman, gently comforting her, "Sister Ling, don't be afraid,

the bad guy has run away." He then gently patted the frightened woman's soft back with his right hand.

Feeling the sense of security from the man's broad chest, Ah Ling slowly recovered from her fear and helplessness.

Wow! She was actually hugging Yunlong, and... remembering that her clothes had been ripped, she glanced at

her chest that it was indeed open, revealing her semi-circular breasts.

Thinking of this, Ah Ling's face flushed crimson, and she quickly struggled out of Yunlong's arms.

After the strange feeling disappeared, Yunlong looked at the woman with her back to him in confusion, "Sister Ling?"

At this moment, Ah Ling, after fastening the ripped buttons of her clothes, turned around with a sweet smile, then lowered her head shyly, "Yunlong, thank

you, if it weren't for you, I, I... 555555." For some reason, she started crying again as she spoke.

Seeing the woman start crying again, Yunlong hurriedly tried to comfort her, "Sister Ling!"

Before he could continue, A-Ling had already taken the embroidered handkerchief tucked into her waistband and wiped away her tears.

"Yunlong, don't tell my mother about this, she'll worry herself to death."

"Yes, Sister Ling, I promise I won't tell anyone!"

Seeing Yunlong pat his chest to assure her, A-Ling finally relaxed. Seeing the situation by the moonlight, Yunlong laughed,

"Sister Ling, tomorrow I'll dig those three out and make them kneel on the ground and call us Grandpa and Grandma." *

Pfft!* Hearing a soft chuckle, Yunlong knew that Lingjie's worries had been resolved. "Lingjie, let's go home,

or Aunt Zou will be worried sick."

Lingjie responded with a soft "Mmm," her face flushed, swaying behind the man. Yunlong's words

kept replaying in her mind—"Call us Grandpa and Grandma." A touch of

shyness .

Cupid's arrow had struck the woman's budding heart; she silently followed behind the man, closely keeping pace

with his steps, watching his strong back.

The sizzling and crackling of stir-frying vegetables, the heavy smell of oil wafting towards Yunlong.

Both his sense of taste and smell were stimulated. After rolling around on the bed a few times, Yunlong finally couldn't help but yell

in frustration , "Mom, what's going on so early in the morning?! Ugh..."

Hearing her son's pitiful cries, Aunt Jiang retorted triumphantly, "You brat, what are you yelling about so early in the morning!" She then

swung the spatula in her hand even more vigorously, swaying her ample, round hips.

Knock, knock, knock! The knocking at the door temporarily relieved Yunlong's frantic state. Then came his mother's unusually gentle

voice from outside: "It's Aunt Zou, come in, come in and sit down."

Compared to his mother's feigned gentleness, this was truly a soft, gentle voice: "Aunt Jiang, don't bother, I'm not thirsty."

"Yes, but I don't have any good tea, please make do."

Hearing this, Yunlong secretly spat, "Why has Mom become so polite?"

"Aunt Jiang, please sit down, I want to discuss something with you."

"Aunt Zou, just say what you want! I'm an impatient person!"

Aunt Ling's mother outside paused for a moment before saying, "Aunt Jiang, I think Yunlong is a good man, and I want to

marry . I just don't know if you're willing, since A-Ling is three years older than Yunlong, and..."

Before Aunt Ling's mother could finish, Aunt Jiang exclaimed, "Oh dear! Aunt Zou, what are you talking about?

I'm more than happy to agree to this marriage. It's Yunlong's good fortune to have such a beautiful girl like A-Ling. When are you going

to arrange this for him?"

"So you're saying you agree? You don't care that Ah Ling is three years older than Yunlong?"

Overjoyed at the thought of the girl he'd long admired becoming his wife, Jiang Sao hurriedly tried to please her future mother-in-law,

saying, "A woman three years older is like a golden brick... how could that be..."

Just then, Yunlong, unable to contain himself any longer, roared, "Mom, what nonsense are you spouting?"

Seeing Yunlong run out in his underwear, and remembering how he dared to interfere with this good thing, Jiang Sao was furious. She

yelled, "Damn it, what are you yelling about, you brat? Get out of here!" She picked up a rolling pin, determined to teach this unfilial son a lesson.

Seeing this, Zou Sao quickly pulled Yunlong's mother back, saying, "Jiang Sao, don't be like that. Listen to why Yunlong doesn't want to."

"He dares not want to!" Though her words were harsh, she put down the rolling pin. This thing is really good. When I'm lonely,

I can poke my own hole. When necessary, I can use it to teach my husband and unfilial son a lesson.

"Mom, I won't agree to this. I'm sorry, Aunt Zou, I grew up with Ah Ling. I

've always regarded her as my older sister. It's absolutely impossible for me to marry her." After saying that, she turned and went back to her room.

"You beast!" Hearing these words, Jiang's mother was so angry that she trembled all over. Aunt Zou also stood up dejectedly and

said goodbye.

While angry, she still had to be polite: "Aunt Zou, please don't mind. I'll teach him a lesson later. I'll

have ."

This morning interlude of the three of them was overheard by a third (fourth) person.

That person was Ah Ling, who found her mother sneaking into Yunlong's house in the morning. She quietly followed them.

The house wasn't well soundproofed, and with Jiang's mother's loud voice, she heard everything.

She had felt both ashamed and happy when her mother mentioned her marriage to Yunlong, but Yunlong's

words exploded in her mind.

Filled with shame, anger, and disappointment, she stormed out, unsure of her purpose. Without a clear goal,

she ran aimlessly forward, tears slowly blurring her vision.

With a thud, the heartbroken girl bumped into a hard body. The impact

knocked . When she awoke, feeling a slight ache in her right hand, she tried to swing it, only to find her wrist

bound with a rope.

As she waved her left hand, she discovered it was also bound by ropes.

"Mommy! What's wrong? Mommy!" Although she tried to shout, she couldn't hear

her own words, only mournful "waaaah..." sounds. Her mouth was gagged. Now fully conscious, she

found herself tied to a large bed, spread-eagled.

Realizing her situation, Ah Ling struggled in terror, wailing incessantly. "

Is she awake?"

"Yes, Commander, she's awake!"

Ah Ling, still terrified, stopped groaning after hearing the conversation outside the door. Her eyes were fixed on the door facing the large bed.

Although it was difficult to lift her head, curiosity compelled her to look in that direction and see what the Commander looked like.

The door opened, but the person's appearance was obscured by the restraints. Only the patch of

black hair on the bare chest of the naked body came into view, sending a chill down her spine.

The approaching footsteps signaled Ah Ling's impending doom. Her desperate struggles made the bed creak

, her beautifully curved body undulating helplessly on the mattress, eliciting a satisfied laugh from the newcomer.

"Hahaha!" With a wild, triumphant laugh, the person's face came into Ah Ling's view: a full beard and

bulging, dead-fish-like eyes, everything screaming ugliness and cruelty.

A furry, gorilla-like hand caressed her snow-white neck, slowly lifting her terrified, distorted face.

"Hehe, what a beauty." After his smooth skin touched her, the man pressed his ugly face down, his wide-open

mouth emitting a stench of smoke and bad breath that assaulted Ah Ling's delicate nose.

The stench was unbearable, making her want to vomit from the inside out, rising to her stomach.

The nightmare, having begun, was not going to end so easily. His saliva-covered mouth bit into her flushed

cheek , sucking and biting, while his large, naked body climbed onto her tender form, the unprecedented weight pressing down on her until she

could barely breathe.

Just as she was sniffling desperately to escape the mouth's pressure, the wolf, grinning lewdly, ripped open her bra, instantly

revealing her snow-white, rabbit-like breasts. The breathtaking sight of her body rising and falling with her movements stunned the countless beasts who had been watching her

.

Her clothes were torn, and the disgusting man shamelessly feasted his eyes on the girl's breasts. In her anguish, she cried out

the name of her beloved man: "Yunlong, save me! Save me!"

Her heart-wrenching cries were reduced to whimpers by the gag in her mouth. Hearing this sensual lament, the demon snapped out of

his daze. Facing those pink, glistening nipples, he could no longer restrain his lust. He opened his blood-red maw and

began to bite and gnaw relentlessly.

With each inhuman bite, waves of pain shot through her chest.

A cloud of sorrow clouded her pretty face, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed, only to relax again under the excruciating pain of his biting

, her whole body trembling and convulsing.

The physical and mental pain had reached its peak, but the demon was only just beginning.

The hairy arm then began to move from below the lower abdomen, first touching the soft pubic hair, and then

stopping there, examining every inch of the slightly bulging mound.

A strange, tingling sensation washed over the girl, but fear surged even more intensely throughout her body.

She twisted her hips with effort, a cool breeze blowing in from the window, causing a few strands of her disheveled hair to flutter.

The demon, now sparing the girl's breasts, focused intently on her expression. His Five Fingers Army, controlling the forest

highlands , was ready to march. He wanted to witness

the expression that would appear on the girl's beautiful face the moment they advanced.

"Waaah…no…no…Yunlong, save me!" she cried, facing the demon's grotesque grin. No matter how much

she shook her head , how many tears streamed down her face, or how much she struggled, she couldn't awaken the man's conscience. His five fingers, already positioned in the triangle area

, began to advance deeper into the vulva.

The first four fingers outlined the entrance to the woman's sacred entrance.

When the middle finger touched the two tender labia, the woman's thighs began to tremble even more violently. With each thrust of the rope

binding her to its maximum extent, her beautiful face contorted, further fueling the demon's triumph and

intensifying his possessiveness.

With a soft thud, the middle finger finally pierced the awkward, narrow passage.

"Ugh..." Continuous, mournful cries and an increasingly distorted face told the story of a young girl's pain, shame, and indignation at her first sexual assault

.

The wolf's eyes burned with the beauty's pain. His powerful arms, working in tandem with his fingers as they withdrew from her most vulnerable spot,

tore apart everything that bound her exquisite body. A slight breeze stirred outside the window, sending shredded fabric fluttering in the wind.

Beneath the scattering of tattered cloth, the naked wolf stared at the ravaged woman.

His erect penis flashed before the eyes of the agonizing, desperate woman. Then, with the pressure of gravity, it vanished

, only to reappear quickly at the base of her bare thighs. Feeling its hardness and heat, the helpless woman tried to close

her open legs, but the strong rope prevented her.

The hot tip pressed against the petals that had just been pried open by his fingers, and then the shaft, several times larger than his fingers, began to

slide in methodically. The presence of the fluid at the tip made the pain all the more excruciating.

The demon grinned menacingly as his black penis slowly penetrated the pink flesh.

When the glans entered even a little, the demon within Ah Ling looked up at her and laughed—a sinister laugh.

The agonizing cry of "Ah…Mama…" turned into a soft moan. The excruciating

pain of being pierced told her it was over; her virginity had been cruelly taken, and she could no longer

give it to her beloved Yunlong.

"Hah…" the burly man began panting heavily on top of her, his dark penis thrusting rapidly in and out of the unfortunate woman's

body , each thrust forcefully stretching the pink labia open, then slightly closing as he withdrew.

Thin strands of red fluid seeped from her vagina along with the throbbing, veiny penis.

The sounds of their thrusting and slapping filled the air.

The wicked, round head pounded into the deepest part of her body, a surge of pain and an indescribable sensation washing over her.

The skilled movements of the thick penis stirred a strange feeling within the shame, anger, and grief-stricken woman.

Her female instincts were aroused by the ugly man's relentless thrusting, and

the image of Jiang Yunlong, her pillar of support, gradually faded from her mind with each impact to her uterus.

The pained, contorted face gradually transformed into a contortion of unfulfilled desire. Her struggling thighs relaxed

, and her full, round buttocks involuntarily swayed in response to the savage penis.

Having conquered another woman, proving his greatness as commander, he thrust his penis even more vigorously into her wet, glistening

vagina.

After several rounds of fierce fighting, and after repeatedly ejaculating into the girl, the man finally surrendered.

The man, having ejaculated wildly, lay quietly on the ravaged woman's body.

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