[Urban] The Playboy Emperor of the Entertainment Industry (Complete) - 19-21

Chapter 94 Tony Leung's Green Hat (Part 1)

The next day, after Yang Zongjing returned to the company, he ran into Liu Jun. "Boss!"

Liu Jun greeted Yang Zongjing.

"Uh, hello!"

Yang Zongjing sat down in the president's seat and asked, "Has TVB and Tencent signed any new actresses or stars recently?"

"Well..."

Liu Jun said, "Recently, we poached several actresses from ATV to TVB, such as Yang Gongru and Wan Qiweng from ATV. As for our company, we poached several well-known Hong Kong actresses, such as Carina Lau and Yvonne Yung, from China Star!"

"Yang Gongru? Wan Qiweng? Carina Lau? Yvonne Yung?"

Upon hearing these names, Yang Zongjing was overjoyed, thinking that they were all great beauties! Should he meet one of them first?

After thinking about it, Yang Zongjing couldn't help but think of that slut Carina Lau. This woman was definitely a wild woman; it wouldn't hurt to play around with her and then take her in.

So Yang Zongjing asked, "Could you arrange for me and Liu Jialing to meet here right now?"

Liu Jun naturally understood Yang Zongjing's meaning and immediately laughed, "No problem, boss, I'll arrange for her to serve you right away! "

Soon, Liu Jialing arrived at Yang Zongjing's office.

At this time, Liu Jialing's long hair was tied up, and she was wearing a low-cut blouse and a pink skirt. Her full breasts and cleavage were faintly visible, and her long, shapely legs were on full display. She looked incredibly sexy and charming.

Seeing this famous actress from his previous life in the entertainment industry... While she might not be considered a stunning beauty, she was certainly a mature and charming woman, and Yang Zongjing felt a deep sense of admiration.

This was the woman who had endured being photographed nude and filmed being gang-raped, and had been linked to Li Jiaxin's husband, Xu Jinheng, and the notorious Hong Kong actress hunter, Liu Jialing.

In reality, Liu Jialing's ambition for fame and fortune stemmed from her background. Originally from Suzhou, she later immigrated to Hong Kong and, admiring the glamorous lives of celebrities on stage, enrolled in the TVB acting training program. Although... Despite her youthful beauty, Carina Lau was initially rejected because of her heavy Cantonese accent. The TVB executives who interviewed her demanded that she master Cantonese within a month. Lau then spent several hours reading newspapers daily, and her progress was rapid. Because she had to carefully consider each sound, she spoke slowly, and speaking quickly would give her away.

Because she was exceptionally hired, many people secretly mocked her, calling her a "mainland girl with connections," and intentionally arranged for her to deliver fast-paced dialogues to embarrass her. After many embarrassing moments, Carina Lau developed a deep-seated desire to stand out and prove herself. This thought prompted her to seize any possible opportunity.

Carina Lau is considered an anomaly in the Hong Kong entertainment industry. Not particularly beautiful, nor a great actress, she has managed to remain a prominent figure, winning a Best Actress award and marrying a wonderful man like Tony Leung. What is her charm? It's almost a miracle.

At this moment, seeing Carina Lau enter his office, Yang Zongjing smiled, stood up, and slowly walked to her side, shaking her hand and saying, "Hello, Ms. Carina Lau, I'm Yang Zongjing. It's a pleasure to meet such a great star like you here!" "Hello, Mr.

Yang..."

Carina Lau clearly knew Yang Zongjing's influence in the entertainment industry and greeted him politely.

"Hmm, Ms. Lau..."

Yang Zongjing slowly grasped Carina Lau's hand. Carina Lau hesitated for a moment, then didn't move.

"You... are you here with me? Does Tony Leung know?"

Yang Zongjing asked with a slow smile.

"...Mr. Yang, please don't ask such questions..."

Upon hearing Tony Leung's name, Carina Lau's face flushed, and she lowered her head.

"Uh, is that so? " "If I asked you to break up with Tony Leung and become my woman, would you agree?"

Yang Zongjing asked with a smile.

"This..."

Carina Lau was stunned for a moment, surprise appearing on her face, "How could that be?"

"There's nothing wrong with it!"

Yang Zongjing pulled Carina Lau into his arms, lewdly grinning, "I don't care how many men you've had before, but now, you've slept with me, so you can only be my woman! Now you have two choices: first, agree to my conditions and be my woman forever; second, go back, and I'll have the broadcasting authorities in the central government, Hong Kong, and Taiwan completely blacklist you. You choose!"

"You... how could you do this!"

Carina Lau was furious and tried to break free from Yang Zongjing's embrace, but it was no use.

"You... do you want to be reduced to your original form? My dear Carina!"

Yang Zongjing didn't release Liu Jialing, only looking at her wickedly.

"I..." Liu

Jialing fell silent. She knew Yang Zongjing had the power, because she had heard that her former lover, Xiang Huaqiang, seemed to have become his friend. If she were blacklisted, what would her fate be... Liu Jialing dared not think about it. She was a pragmatic person, so she sighed and said, "Mr. Yang, whatever you want, I agree..."

"That's more like it. Sister Jialing, follow me from now on, you won't suffer..."

With that, Yang Zongjing picked up Liu Jialing, walked to the sofa, placed her on it, and then pressed down on her, kissing her while his large hands roamed freely over her body.

"Mmm... ah..."

Liu Jialing was soon panting from Yang Zongjing's combined use of hands and mouth, her mature and alluring body aroused.

"Hmm, Jialing, your body is quite nice, it feels good to touch, and your breasts are nice too..."

Yang Zongjing said with a lewd grin, reaching out to pull off Liu Jialing's top, instantly revealing a pair of full, snowy breasts, still wearing a white bra.

"Hmm, a white bra, it suits you very well!"

Yang Zongjing said with a lewd grin.

"You rascal...you bad boy...take your clothes off...I feel uncomfortable down there..."

Liu Jialing said shyly. To be honest, although she had been with many men, Yang Zongjing was the first one who could arouse her so quickly.

Yang Zongjing chuckled, got up and took off his own clothes. Liu Jialing immediately saw Yang Zongjing's huge member and was immediately dumbfounded.

"My God, yours is so big..."

Liu Jialing stared in disbelief.

“Since it’s big, try it and see how it tastes…”

Yang Zongjing said with a lewd grin, bringing his penis to Liu Jialing’s mouth. Liu Jialing gave Yang Zongjing a somewhat resentful look, then obediently took it into her mouth, gently sucking and licking it.

Hmm… it has to be said, Liu Jialing’s oral skills are really good, probably the best among the women Yang Zongjing has been with. At this moment, Liu Jialing held Yang Zongjing’s penis in one hand, gently stroking it, while her mouth sucked it gently but also very diligently. Her lewd tongue slid around Yang Zongjing’s penis, the sticky saliva moistening Yang Zongjing’s penis, making him feel incredibly good.

“Hmm… that’s enough…”

After Liu Jialing licked for a while, Yang Zongjing stopped her. Liu Jialing spat out Yang Zongjing’s penis, and Yang Zongjing didn’t hold back, quickly stripping this slut naked.

To be honest, Liu Jialing, this slut, was in her thirties but still maintained a good figure. Yang Zongjing looked at her large breasts, with two brown nipples, sneered, and pounced on her, licking her breasts while his large hands caressed her vagina.

"Mmm... ahh... mmm... ah..."

Liu Jialing was quickly aroused and began to moan alluringly. Yang Zongjing also wanted to conquer this slut as soon as possible, so he immediately grabbed his big cock, roughly spread Liu Jialing's legs, and without any lubrication, aimed his hot cock at her lovely secret hole and thrust it in.

"Ah! Ah!"

Liu Jialing felt a surge of fullness in her lower body, a long-lost feeling of comfort that made her tremble. She hugged Yang Zongjing tightly and offered him her sweet kiss.

Yang Zongjing's body moved, his penis thrusting violently into Liu Jialing's vagina. His large hands caressed Liu Jialing's breasts, and he kissed Liu Jialing's cheeks, red lips, neck, and earlobes. He was giving Liu Jialing the greatest warmth with all his passion.

"Ah...ah...ah...Mr. Yang...I love you...um...ah ah...ah...you...you give me...I feel so good...ah ah...um...ah ah...ah...ah...ah ah...uh...yes...your...you're so big...I like it...ah ah...good...like this...ah ah...it feels so good...ah ah...ah...it's all the way in...ah ah...um...ah ah...so good...ah ah...ah ah..."

Liu Jialing let out a beautiful moan. This slut, she was moaning quite loudly. Yang Zongjing was fucking her hard. This kind of slut was really fun to fuck.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Zongjing flipped Liu Jialing's delicate body over again and inserted his penis into her anus. Liu Jialing

groaned "Ah!" and her anus stretched a few times. Yang Zongjing, who was almost overwhelmed with pleasure, didn't ejaculate on the spot. He gently patted Liu Jialing's snowy buttocks, letting his penis ravage her body with large and intense movements. Liu Jialing was covered in sweat, her plump snowy buttocks twisting, trying her best to cooperate with Yang Zongjing's endless assault...

"Ah ah... ah... Jialing... you're so good... you're so good..."

As Yang Zongjing and Liu Jialing's naked bodies intertwined intensely, the two were entangled for two whole hours. During this time, they changed various positions, engaging in intercourse in the most intense state. At this moment, Yang Zongjing had Liu Jialing lying diagonally on the bed, and he lay behind her, lifting one of her thighs high, allowing his penis to thrust hard in and out in this diagonal position. As the passion neared its end, Liu Jialing had already climaxed several times, and Yang Zongjing finally reached his peak.

"Ah... Jialing... I'm going to cum... Can I cum inside?"

"Hmm... Okay! Come on... Mr. Yang... I want you... I want you to completely possess me... Cum inside... Ahh... Cum... Cum... Ah!"

With Liu Jialing's cry, Yang Zongjing ejaculated, his hot semen filling the depths of Liu Jialing's body, making her tremble, her body go limp, and she lay on the sofa panting.

Yang Zongjing had climaxed, but he wasn't done playing. Looking at Liu Jialing, whom he had tormented beyond recognition, he said, "Jialing, I'm not finished yet..."

As he said this, his penis became erect again.

Chapter 95 Tony Leung's Green Hat (Part 2)

Yang Zongjing grasped her rounded breasts with his left hand, while his right hand reached down to her rounded buttocks, his fingers gently touching her pink chrysanthemum bud. "Ah...almost...almost there...ooh...so...comfortable..."

Her sensitive anus received the caress, sending a strange sensation of her hot sphincter being pushed open by cool fingers. Liu Jialing, lost in the abyss of pleasure, almost melted onto Yang Zongjing's body.

Her flower-like opening, overflowing with countless drops of love juice, tightly gripped his penis, writhing and contracting. "Ooh...you...don't..."

Her voluptuous and graceful body pressed against Yang Zongjing, thrusting wildly. "Oh...uh..." A painful yet pleasurable moan escaped her lips, her full breasts rising and falling alluringly with her rapid breathing.

Yang Zongjing embraced her smooth, soft, and alluring body, licking the fragrant sweat that flowed from her breasts with his tongue. He lowered his head and gently sucked on her rosy nipple. Liu Jialing's pinkish-brown nipple was as hard as a cherry. Yang Zongjing gently sucked on it, and she groaned. She hugged Yang Zongjing's head, and Yang Zongjing pressed his face tightly against her smooth breasts, licking every inch of her fragrant skin.

As she trembled with excitement, his penis rubbed against her incredibly wet labia. Liu Jialing's protruding mons pubis, in her shyness, involuntarily pushed upwards. Yang Zongjing gently parted her snow-white, rounded pink legs, gesturing for her to look down. She obediently opened her watery, hazy eyes, shyly watching the thick, long penis being gradually swallowed by her flower chamber. After it was fully inserted, the glans and the clitoris rubbed tightly together. She shyly raised her long legs and wrapped them around Yang Zongjing's waist. His penis thrust faster and faster inside her flower chamber. The pleasurable sensation made Liu Jialing's smooth long legs wrap even tighter, wishing she could become one with Yang Zongjing.

"Is it comfortable?"

Yang Zongjing panted, quickening the rhythm of his thrusts.

"Mmm...so good..."

Carina Lau nodded and groaned in response. "Want to go faster?"

His penis thrust violently in and out of her tight passage.

Carina Lau couldn't help but cry out, "Ah...ah...so big...I can't take it!"

"Really? I don't believe it. A woman like you who's slept with countless men, can't take it?"

Yang Zongjing reached out and grabbed her round, plump buttocks, his penis thrusting forcefully into her flower chamber, each time going all the way in.

Carina Lau groaned loudly, "Don't do this...ah..." Yang Zongjing stopped thrusting, his glans pressing tightly against her clitoris, rubbing it vigorously. The intense stimulation brought wave after wave of orgasms, and her love juice gushed out.

Carina Lau moved her lips to meet his thrusts, her vulva tightly sucking on his penis. Her long legs wrapped tightly around Yang Zongjing's waist as she moaned shyly, "Ah...so good...I'm going to fly...flying...I just want you to do it...ah...so good...ah..."

Carina Lau completely abandoned her pretense, revealing the wanton nature that a Western woman should have. She moved passionately to meet his thrusts, wishing she could entangle the two of them into one. Her fragrant tongue intertwined, sucking and swallowing Yang Zongjing's saliva, while she opened her mouth wide and moaned, "Ah...ah...ah."

Her labia thrust upwards rapidly, her hands pressing down on Yang Zongjing's buttocks to push his penis deeper. Yang Zongjing's glans rubbed against her clitoris, feeling the tight vagina contracting like spasms. The tender flesh of her uterus gripped his glans with a dull ache. Hot fluid gushed from her clitoris, drenching his glans. The soft flesh of her tight vaginal walls contracted and sucked at his penis. Yang Zongjing rocked his hips back and forth, Liu Jialing's face displaying a wanton expression of enjoyment. She moaned softly, "Ah...I...I can't take it anymore...ah...you...how can it be so thick...ah...oh...ah...boss...oh...too..." …So beautiful, so beautiful…mmm…my son…I can’t take it anymore…I’m sorry…um…you…you’re making me…I’m going to lose it again…so…so good…it’s all…it’s all hitting my heart…ah…so good…you…you’re thrusting in…I’m being stabbed by you…it’s made my uterus open…good…shoot…shoot inside…give your treasure…all to…my body…”

Carina Lau was being fucked so hard she was shaking her head, her long hair swinging back and forth, her small hands tightly gripping Yang Zongjing’s hair, letting Yang Zongjing lick her erect nipples. Her vagina kept spasming and contracting, Yang Zongjing’s penis was gripped tightly by the contracting vagina, he grabbed Carina Lau’s slender waist and fucked her faster.

Carina Lau’s waterfall-like hair was scattered on her fragrant shoulders and jade back, her slender legs were tightly wrapped around Yang Zongjing’s waist, her tender white arms were hooked around Yang Zongjing’s neck, she was wrapped around Yang Zongjing’s body and twisted her plump white buttocks, emitting intermittent lewd moans. Her alluring body was covered in fragrant sweat, and strands of hair clung to her snow-white skin, making her appear even more poignant. Yang Zongjing held Liu Jialing's smooth buttocks, and the urge to ejaculate grew stronger and stronger. Yang Zongjing withdrew his penis and rubbed it against the entrance of her flower chamber. No matter how hard she twisted and arched her plump buttocks, she could not relieve the lustful itch deep inside her flower chamber.

"No...don't go!" Liu Jialing's flower-like room was already sticky with red and dripping fluid. The fleshy walls deep inside her flower-like room writhed, tormented by a burning, itchy, and thirsty desire. Her slender waist twisted rapidly, her smooth, hot body pressed against Yang Zongjing's as they rolled on the bed. Her full, soft, and smooth breasts, slender and sexy shoulders, her slender waist twisting like a water snake, and her long, smooth, white legs all seemed to offer Yang Zongjing a captivating elasticity. Especially her soft, warm, and moist flower-like room, tight and gripping, stimulated Yang Zongjing to a state of ecstatic bliss.

Liu Jialing twisted her white, soft, plump buttocks thirstily, "Oh...um," her seductive and lewd moans igniting Yang Zongjing's animalistic desires. His hands roamed over Liu Jialing's alluring curves, her skin covered in fragrant sweat. Liu Jialing's graceful body trembled more and more violently. Yang Zongjing gently brushed aside the long hair covering half of her cheek, revealing her bewitching face, which was suffering greatly.

"Hmph...please...it's so itchy there...ooh...hurry...come quickly...ah!" Her alluring face lost all restraint, her plump buttocks thrusting wantonly, her wet vulva rubbing against his glans, making a crisp, wet 'sizzling' sound. Yang Zongjing pushed Liu Jialing's plump buttocks up, looking at her messy, flushed vulva. "Ah...put it down...hurry...come quickly...it's so itchy!" Liu Jialing, pushed away from his penis and unable to rub against her vulva, couldn't help but cry and beg, her white, tender buttocks twisting in Yang Zongjing's hands. Yang Zongjing slowly thrust his penis upwards, the glans re-inserting into her vulva, a satisfied smile appearing in Liu Jialing's watery eyes.

His plump buttocks sank down forcefully, swallowing his penis completely. The overflowing love fluid in her vulva made the thrusting exceptionally smooth. Yang Zongjing felt his glans being gripped so comfortably in her tender vulva, his glans being soaked in love fluid with such pleasure. He hoisted Carina Lau's long, slender legs onto his shoulders, his penis aimed at her vulva, thrusting in and out completely, each time reaching the very core of her flower. Carina Lau's snow-white body was draped with her jet-black hair, her full, alluring breasts swaying violently, occasionally being grabbed, squeezed, and sucked by Yang Zongjing. Carina Lau looked down at Yang Zongjing's thrusting. When his penis withdrew, it turned her pink labia outwards; when it thrust in, it brought her labia back into her vulva.

Yang Zongjing's thrusting speed increased, and the abundant love juice, pounded by his penis, created a beautiful accompaniment: "Plop. Plop. Plop. Plop." A series of pleasures made Liu Jialing cry out loudly: "Good... it feels so good... so comfortable. Oh, it's so beautiful... thrust harder... ah... don't... come... oh..."

She climaxed, and Yang Zongjing also ejaculated. He leaned down and kissed her fragrant lips, his right hand caressing her full breasts. Yang Zongjing gently thrust his penis in and out, letting her fully enjoy the afterglow of her orgasm.

Just like that, Tony Leung was completely cuckolded.

Chapter 096 "Long-legged Beauty" Wan Qiwen

After Yang Zongjing slept with Liu Jialing, he took her in and then had her play the role of Queen Jing in "A Step into the Past".

The next day, Yang Zongjing arrived at TVB at noon. As soon as he entered, he heard footsteps ahead. Looking up, he saw a pretty girl running out. She wore a black shirt and jeans, had a baby face, single eyelids, big eyes, a delicate nose, and cherry-like lips. Frankly, while her figure was undeniably stunning, her appearance, though not exceptionally beautiful, possessed a captivating charm. Her long, sexy legs, in particular, instantly thrilled Yang Zongjing. It was none other than Wan Qiwen, the former ATV starlet.

Yes, the same Wan Qiwen who played Ma Xiaoling in "My Date with a Vampire," the baby-faced beauty who captivated countless male fans in her miniskirt!

"I'd rather die than live together, for all eternity, until death do us part!"

"Don't talk to me about interests, talk about money!"

"My name is Ma Xiaoling, a legal citizen of the Hong Kong Special Administrative Region. My favorite things are shopping, swiping cards, and making money."

His devotion to love, his unwavering loyalty to his lover… Yang Zongjing was as if bewitched, his mind filled with fantasies.

Then, overjoyed, Yang Zongjing hurriedly went forward to greet her.

Due to the turmoil and change of ownership at ATV this year, coupled with the high salary offered by TVB, Wan Qiwen successfully joined TVB. Upon seeing Yang Zongjing, the bigwig of TVB, she was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, hello, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Yang Zongjing smiled and said,

"It's a pleasure to meet you too! Ah Wen, is it alright if I call you that?"

"Of course it's alright!"

Wan Qiwen smiled and said, "I'm really happy to see you!"

Yang Zongjing smiled and said, "Ah Wen, you can call me Zongjing too! Ah Wen, where are you going?"

Wan Qiwen smiled and said, "I'm going out for lunch!"

"Oh, is that so! What a coincidence, I'm also going for lunch, why don't we go together! I'll take you to a hotel for a big meal!"

Yang Zongjing smiled. He didn't really want to eat right now, but being able to treat a beautiful woman to lunch was definitely a great opportunity, and he had to go!

"Ah?"

Wan Qiwen was surprised, then waved her hand and said, "No, no, no! How could I let you spend money? No, no!"

Wan Qiwen and Yang Zongjing had only just met, how could she let him treat her to lunch?

"What's wrong with that?"

Yang Zongjing laughed. "Are you looking down on me? You don't want to have dinner with me?"

"No, no, no!"

Wan Qiwen hurriedly said, "I... I didn't mean that!"

Wan Qiwen was terrified. If she said something wrong and offended this TVB bigwig, she would definitely have a hard time in the future...

"Then come with me!"

Yang Zongjing said, and without further ado, pulled Wan Qiwen away.

Wan Qiwen was led to the parking lot by Yang Zongjing. Yang Zongjing opened the car door with a smile and said, "Ah Wen, please accept my invitation! I really want to have dinner with you, Miss Ma Xiaoling!"

Seeing Yang Zongjing's enthusiasm, Wan Qiwen couldn't refuse anymore and said, "Then... then thank you, Zong... Zongjing..."

At this point, Wan Qiwen looked at Yang Zongjing somewhat weakly, afraid that he would be unhappy if she called him that.

Yang Zongjing chuckled and said, "Come on, get in the car, I'll take you to eat something delicious!"

Then, Yang Zongjing drove his beloved car, driving along the highway. It wasn't Wan Qiwen's first time riding in a luxury car, so she was quite relaxed.

Yang Zongjing smiled faintly and asked, "Wen, do you have a boyfriend now?"

Wan Qiwen paused for a moment, then chuckled, "Yes... my boyfriend is Donnie Yen! You don't know Zongjing?"

"Uh, Donnie Yen..."

Yang Zongjing nodded; he knew about Wan Qiwen and Donnie Yen.

In 1995, Donnie Yen played Chen Zhen in the ATV drama "Fist of Fury," and his co-star was Wan Qiwen. Wan Qiwen was the 1989 "Miss Asia." When she first appeared before Donnie Yen, he was stunned by her beauty.

Wan Qiwen's pitiful background allowed Donnie Yen to truly connect with her. Soon, he and Wan Qiwen fell into a passionate, tumultuous love affair. At the time, Wan Qiwen was more famous than Donnie Yen, who was already married, thus facing various pressures. During that period, he offended almost all the reporters in Hong Kong.

During ATV's anniversary celebration, under the watchful eyes of millions, Donnie Yen mustered his courage, knelt down, and proposed to Joey Meng with a bouquet of flowers. The entire city was in an uproar. Joey Meng was moved to tears, sobbing, "I will marry no one but Donnie!"

However, by 1999, Donnie Yen's career had hit a low point. His ideals clashed sharply with reality. Donnie Yen continued to care for his ex-wife, which aroused some objections from Joey Meng. Moreover, after living together, they discovered they weren't compatible because their personalities were too similar. Donnie Yen was a passionate and fiery person, while Joey Meng was strong-willed, prone to tantrums, and easily swayed by affection. Donnie Yen, frustrated in his career, hoped to find warmth at home, but for some reason, they would argue over the smallest things, neither willing to compromise. Thus, this once legendary and beautiful love gradually faded, eventually becoming a mere thread, barely holding on. In

2000, Donnie Yen felt his career in Hong Kong had reached its end, and he decided to return to the United States, which became the direct cause of their eventual breakup.

At this time, Yang Zongjing believed that Donnie Yen and Joey Meng's relationship was still good, and Joey Meng didn't seem like the type to accept the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry. It seemed that only extreme measures would suffice!

※※※ Inside the Jiuyuanju Hotel in Hong Kong.

Yang Zongjing and Wan Qiwen sat in a private room, the table laden with delicacies and red wine.

Wan Qiwen looked at the large spread Yang Zongjing had prepared and felt uncomfortable, saying uneasily, "Ah... Mr. Yang, is this alright? Look at you, ordering so much food, can we even finish it all?"

"It's alright, Qiwen!"

Yang Zongjing poured Wan Qiwen a glass of red wine and said, "We're friends, let's have a good meal today, don't say so much!"

Wan Qiwen took a sip of red wine nervously and said, "Um... how much will all this cost?"

"It won't cost much, don't worry! This hotel is our family's property, and everyone here is my man, so don't worry," Yang Zongjing said with a smile.

"Oh!"

Wan Qiwen took another sip of red wine and was about to eat when suddenly, she felt dizzy, then everything went black, and she lost consciousness.

Yang Zongjing was overjoyed to see Wan Qiwen faint.

This hotel was a newly registered property of his company, so everyone here obeyed Yang Zongjing's orders. When Yang Zongjing learned about Wan Qiwen's boyfriend, he had already planned to have her. He intended to use a date rape method, so he secretly told the waiter to put sleeping pills in the red wine when ordering. The effect was immediate.

Yang Zongjing had Wan Qiwen lean back in her chair, then went out to get a camera from the hotel. He wanted to emulate Edison Chen and take pictures of beautiful women.

Chapter 097: Ravaging Wan Qiwen (Part 1)

Back inside, Yang Zongjing closed the door, cleared the table, and then placed the beautiful, limp girl face up on it. His heart pounded; he was genuinely afraid. After all, this was his first time

using a date rape method. But when Yang Zongjing saw her pretty face, her tightly closed eyes, her cherry-red lips, and her exquisite body, desire overwhelmed everything; his penis was already erect.

Yang Zongjing, trembling, reached out and unbuttoned Wan Qiwen's shirt one button at a time. As the buttons fell, a snow-white cotton bra came into view. He then deftly loosened the clasp, revealing a pair of dazzling, snow-white breasts. Wan Qiwen's skin was like silk, her neck smooth and slender, her breasts firm and elastic, with two pink nipples the size of cherries. Her long, tightly closed eyelashes and beautiful face were truly stunning! Yang Zongjing swallowed hard. What a modern Sleeping Beauty!

What should he do first? From top to bottom! Yang Zongjing decided to have this Sleeping Beauty give him a blowjob first!

So Yang Zongjing pushed Wan Qiwen's body a little onto the table, making her head float in the air. Standing in front of her, he held her head with both hands and turned it so that it was directly in front of his lower body. Yang Zongjing took out his erect penis and held it in front of her. He held her head with one hand and grabbed his penis with the other, rubbing it all over her beautiful face, between her closed eyelids, her face, her nose, and her hair. Finally, it stopped at her cherry-like lips.

Yang Zongjing gently parted her red lips with his hand, then parted her neat, white teeth, and without thinking twice, with a "plop," he inserted his penis inside. Wan Qiwen's small mouth tightly enveloped Yang Zongjing's penis, without a single gap. Her cheeks rose and fell with Yang Zongjing's thrusts, and a soft, moist tongue rested under Yang Zongjing's glans, her teeth gently rubbing against Yang Zongjing's "jade pillar." Looking at her tightly closed eyes, she was completely unaware that she was giving him oral sex. Having such a beautiful woman give him oral sex was not an experience for most people.

Yang Zongjing thought that this must be the first time her mouth had touched a man's penis! Her tongue moved unconsciously, which was more interesting than conscious sucking.

Yang Zongjing held Wan Qiwen's head with both hands and began to thrust more frequently, his long penis plunging deep into her throat. Her saliva also flowed down the corners of her mouth with the thrusting of his penis.

Yang Zongjing's left hand wasn't idle either, kneading and pressing her breasts and small nipples in turn. With his diligent work, Wan Qiwen's soft, elastic breasts grew larger and firmer with each touch, and the nipples gradually changed from pink to bright red, standing erect. Yang Zongjing thought she had never been so stimulated in her life! After

thrusting in and out more than fifty times, Yang Zongjing couldn't help but feel the urge to ejaculate. He thought, "This won't do; premature ejaculation is unacceptable." So he stopped thrusting and let his penis enter her warm, moist mouth. The throbbing of his penis, the intense sensory stimulation from Wan Qiwen's lips, was palpable. After

resting for a moment, Yang Zongjing held her head and began the second round of his assault. Wan Qiwen's face became even more flushed with Yang Zongjing's movements. After nearly three hundred thrusts, accompanied by a convulsion as if electrocuted, Yang Zongjing's ejaculation was released, a gush of hot fluid gushing out. He plunged his penis deep into Wan Qiwen's throat, ejaculating all at once. He lifted her head, letting the semen flow into her esophagus, not a drop remaining.

Due to Yang Zongjing's powerful sexual function, his penis remained erect. He lingered it in Wan Qiwen's mouth for a while before reluctantly withdrawing it from the place that had brought him pleasure.

Yang Zongjing laid Wan Qiwen's upper body on the table, her legs dangling, turning her to face him. He knelt down and gently pulled down her jeans, revealing her long, white thighs. Wan Qiwen was wearing white silk thongs today, which bulged and covered her private parts. Yang Zongjing pulled down her thongs. Thus, Wan Qiwen's lower body was completely exposed to Yang Zongjing's eyes.

At the end of her long, beautiful legs, a patch of dark, tender hair formed an inverted triangle, softly covering her mysterious forbidden zone. Yang Zongjing couldn't help but stroke her pubic hair; it was smooth and delicate, as soft as silk. Wan Qiwen's genitals were as captivating as her face and figure—truly beautiful!

Yang Zongjing gently plucked a pubic hair and put it into his wallet. Below that was the entrance to the paradise that Yang Zongjing had been dreaming of!

A tight slit concealed everything about Wan Qiwen's genitals. Yang Zongjing squatted down and forcefully spread her legs apart, almost to a 180-degree angle. He then draped them over his shoulders in an M-shape. Now, Yang Zongjing's eyes were only five centimeters away from Wan Qiwen's beautiful genitals; his nose could almost touch them! Yang Zongjing thought that if Wan Qiwen knew she would be exposed in this position to a man other than her boyfriend, she would be mortified.

Yang Zongjing used both hands to part her labia. At the very top of her labia was Wan Qiwen's clitoris, about the size of a grain of rice—a sensitive area for most girls, and Yang Zongjing wouldn't overlook it.

Wan Qiwen's labia were a lovely light pink, tightly closed around the vaginal opening. Yang Zongjing gently pulled her labia apart with two fingers, revealing the tightly closed vaginal opening.

Wan Qiwen's vagina was very dry, and Yang Zongjing couldn't force himself on her right away, otherwise it wouldn't be fun! So Yang Zongjing leaned in and blew air into Wan Qiwen's vaginal opening. She had never tried playing like this before. Wan Qiwen's vagina trembled slightly. Yang Zongjing pressed the tip of his tongue against her labia, inhaling the scent inside. The mature woman's vagina emitted waves of alluring fragrance. Yang Zongjing opened Wan Qiwen's labia wider and gently teased her clitoris with his pinky finger. Each electric shock sent waves of sensation through Wan Qiwen's body and mind.

Yang Zongjing wasn't in a hurry to take her virginity immediately, because such a fine specimen should be enjoyed properly. Gradually, Yang Zongjing inserted the joint of his pinky finger into Wan Qiwen's vagina and moved it back and forth. Her vagina gradually became warm, and in her unconscious state, Wan Qiwen slowly released some clear fluid from deep within her vagina. The body is the most honest! Wan Qiwen's breathing began to quicken, and her chest rose and fell with her breath!

Yang Zongjing dipped his pinky finger in some of her vaginal fluid, licked the clear liquid on his finger—it tasted a little fishy, but quite delicious—and bent down to gently suck on Wan Qiwen's labia, consuming all the love fluid flowing from the mature woman's vagina. Then, he lightly inserted his tongue into her vagina, teasing her clitoris. Wan Qiwen had never experienced such teasing before; even in her unconscious state, her body twitched slightly. A blush spread across her face. A torrent of love fluid gushed from her vagina.

Alright, Yang Zongjing had played with her for so long; it was time to satisfy him. He wanted to possess this beauty!

Yang Zongjing spread Wan Qiwen's legs wide, his engorged penis pointing skyward, a full eight inches long, as if excited about fucking this beauty.

After preparing everything, he gently pressed his hard, egg-like glans against her labia. The moment of possession finally arrived. Yang Zongjing grasped Wan Qiwen's breasts with both hands, took a deep breath, and used his waist strength to slowly thrust his penis into the mature woman's body. Although there was already lubrication, Wan Qiwen's vagina was tighter than he had imagined. Even with Yang Zongjing's forceful thrust, his penis could only penetrate about an inch. The mature woman's hot vaginal flesh tightly gripped Yang Zongjing's penis, as if preventing him from going any further. Yang Zongjing pulled his penis out halfway, then thrust it in again with great force, and his penis went in a little more. It was really tight.

Yang Zongjing was surprised by the tightness of Wan Qiwen's vagina. He continued to thrust forcefully, and with the lubrication of the vaginal fluid, Yang Zongjing took a deep breath, grasped her breasts with both hands, lowered his waist, and deeply inserted his penis, stopping as soon as it was all the way in.

Then Yang Zongjing's penis began to penetrate deeper, his hips thrusting with greater amplitude, until his penis had penetrated about six inches. Yang Zongjing realized he had reached the very end of Wan Qiwen's vagina. He stopped all thrusting, enjoying the pressure from her hot, fleshy vagina. Wan Qiwen's vaginal muscles contracted and squeezed incessantly, stimulating his penis.

"So tight!" Yang Zongjing thought, almost ejaculating again. He held his breath, pressed his tongue against his palate, concentrated, and resumed his thrusting, using a nine-shallow-one-deep motion. Each time he reached the deepest point, Wan Qiwen would unconsciously let out a soft moan in her dazed state. After about two hundred thrusts, Yang Zongjing changed the nine-shallow-one-deep motion to five-shallow-three-deep, his penis thrusting faster into Wan Qiwen's vagina. Her breathing gradually increased until she unconsciously began to moan, her lower body muscles gripping Yang Zongjing's penis tightly in a daze.

Aroused by Wan Qiwen's involuntary moans, Yang Zongjing thrust even more vigorously, while she remained oblivious, lost in the pleasure of being violated.

The intense friction from his penis brought Yang Zongjing a powerful sense of pleasure and conquest. Gradually, Wan Qiwen's vagina became burning hot and contracted more intensely, squeezing and rubbing against Yang Zongjing's penis.

Just as Wan Qiwen's vaginal muscles reached their peak contraction, Yang Zongjing felt a warm liquid shoot from her vaginal opening onto his glans. Yang Zongjing knew that this beautiful girl had brought him to orgasm.

Sure enough, Wan Qiwen's vaginal muscles then contracted in a climax, tightly gripping Yang Zongjing's penis and stroking it back and forth. Yang Zongjing stopped to rest briefly, enjoying the beautiful woman's orgasm. After her passion subsided, he resumed his rapid thrusting. Seeing her disheveled long hair, pretty face, snow-white buttocks, and full breasts, all of this aroused Yang Zongjing immensely.

Wan Qiwen's sensation was simply too wonderful! Every time Yang Zongjing entered her, he felt as if he wanted to die inside her.

Yang Zongjing withdrew his penis almost from Wan Qiwen's vagina, then forcefully thrust it back into her tender opening. His thick penis filled her tight vagina, reaching all the way to the end of Wan Qiwen's vagina—the cervix.

Yang Zongjing used all his strength to push his penis to the very end of her vagina, the egg-shaped glans pressing against Wan Qiwen's cervix, constantly pounding against her cervix, while she, in a daze, tightly gripped Yang Zongjing's penis with the muscles of her lower body. Wan Qiwen also kept emitting lovely moans.

Her love juice dripped down Yang Zongjing's thick penis onto the ground and the table. Then came more than three hundred intense thrusts, and Wan Qiwen was brought to orgasm a second time by Yang Zongjing.

Afterwards, Yang Zongjing reached his limit, tightly embracing her body with both hands. His penis penetrated deeply into Wan Qiwen's uterus, where he frantically ejaculated. The white, cloudy semen continuously splattered against her uterine walls, first filling the entire uterus, then flowing back into Wan Qiwen's vagina. Yang Zongjing ejaculated a truly enormous amount, so much so that it filled her entire vagina and then flowed back out of the vaginal opening. Yang Zongjing didn't care whether Wan Qiwen would get pregnant; he was so overwhelmed with pleasure that

he couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated. Yang Zongjing withdrew from Wan Qiwen's body, took out his camera, and took nude photos of her. The scene of the white, cloudy semen overflowing from Wan Qiwen's vaginal opening was especially precious and rare. She lay unconscious on the table, being photographed by Yang Zongjing in various positions! Her fair and rosy skin was flawless, like a fine jade carving, exquisite and translucent. Her small, angular red lips were open, as if crying for help, making one want to bite them immediately. Her smooth, delicate neck, her flat, delicate abdomen, her rounded, long thighs, her full, plump buttocks, her curvaceous, tall, and well-proportioned figure, and that alluring triangle—mysterious like a secluded valley in the deep mountains—it was a picture of a beautiful woman being violated! Yang Zongjing's desire surged once more… He

thought to himself that he really did resemble Edison Chen. He immediately dropped the camera, pressed himself against her again, and gently bit Wan Qiwen's erect nipple with his lips, while his waist rubbed against her genitals. Her love juices made his penis wet again. At this moment, Yang Zongjing couldn't help but laugh, deciding to violate her again. After all, such opportunities were too rare! Besides, Yang Zongjing was strong and vigorous, and his energy was still abundant. Yang Zongjing reached into that sacred little hole…

Wan Qiwen slept peacefully… Yang Zongjing only felt that the passage was very small.

He was secretly delighted, his excitement growing as he thought about entering that little door again soon. Yang Zongjing's face flushed with excitement. He grasped his member and thrust it into that fleshy opening. A wave of exquisite sensation washed over him; he felt enveloped in warm, moist embrace. Yang Zongjing then spread her legs, raising her snow-white buttocks high, allowing him to penetrate that sacred place.

Then, Yang Zongjing gently aimed at the crevice of her vagina and forcefully thrust his penis into Wan Qiwen's vagina, reaching her cervix! Then he began to thrust forcefully back and forth. Each thrust made her bones creak. "What a beautiful cunt!" Yang Zongjing exclaimed, thrusting even more vigorously.

Yang Zongjing took a deep breath and began rhythmically thrusting in and out of Wan Qiwen's hot vagina. His eyes were fixed on his penis, pushing against her labia as it went in and out. Gradually, the thrusting became smoother, the vagina grew hotter, and more and more vaginal fluid flowed out. The overflowing fluid was as clear and transparent as saliva, forming a shiny layer on Wan Qiwen's anus, like a face mask.

Yang Zongjing's face was flushed and his breath was ragged, while she, as if sensing his movements, began to breathe heavily and rapidly again.

Yang Zongjing hoisted one of Wan Qiwen's thighs onto his shoulder to facilitate deeper thrusting, his penis already eagerly launching its next assault.

Yang Zongjing thrust his hips back and forth forcefully, his penis, deep inside Wan Qiwen, soon reaching the very end of her vagina. He felt his large glans pressing against her cervix.

His rapid, intense thrusting caused his glans to pound against her cervix, finally breaching it. He pushed his glans inside her, and Wan Qiwen moaned and groaned, her body seemingly responding to his thrusts.

At that moment, Yang Zongjing felt her entire uterus tightly gripping and pulsating, knowing that his repeated stimulation had brought Wan Qiwen to a series of orgasms, filling her uterus with his own semen.

"Ah!"

Yang Zongjing cried out, his writhing hips ceasing, his buttocks spasming as the embraced buttocks began to spasm, waves of exquisite pleasure washing over his entire body. Feeling the sticky, warm vaginal fluid enveloping his large penis, her vaginal opening and closing, sucking at his glans, Wan Qiwen reached another climax while unconscious. This was a humiliating and conquering pleasure that Yang Zongjing couldn't describe in words, and the copious amounts of hot semen he ejaculated filled her vagina again, the unparalleled pleasure of conquering this beauty lasting a long time. The innocent Wan Qiwen remained unconscious, her eyes tightly closed, completely unaware of everything.

Chapter 098: Ravaging Wan Qiwen (Part 2)

After resting for a while, looking at Wan Qiwen's naked body, Yang Zongjing immediately lost control, feeling a surge of heat throughout his body, and decided to play again.

Without a word, Yang Zongjing pounced on Wan Qiwen again, adjusting his position and thrusting his penis inside her once more…

A member far exceeding the diameter of her vaginal opening brutally rammed in once more, the tender walls of her vaginal opening rubbing painfully against them. The tearing of her already ravaged flesh brought Wan Qiwen unimaginable pain once more. A heart-wrenching tearing sensation jolted the dazed, innocent woman awake. With a cry of pain, Wan Qiwen's eyes finally cleared, and she awoke. Her beautiful eyes focused, and she stared wide-eyed at Yang Zongjing on top of her. She was shocked and murmured in disbelief, “Zongjing, what… what are you doing?”

Her narrow passage was being forcefully penetrated by a large foreign object. The tender walls of her vagina tightly enveloped the object, the folds of flesh constantly trying to squeeze it out.

But Yang Zongjing's hard penis was already at the gates; there was no room for Wan Qiwen to retreat. Seeing that Wan Qiwen could only offer such weak resistance, Yang Zongjing chuckled wickedly, grabbed her ankles, lifted her legs, and pressed them against her shoulders, causing her snowy buttocks to rise slightly, completely exposing her already overflowing, forbidden area. With a thrust of his waist, his penis pressed heavily between Wan Qiwen's tightly clenched thighs.

In her dazed state, suddenly feeling Yang Zongjing's manipulation of her lower body, Wan Qiwen felt unbearable pain in her vagina, and being manipulated into such a shameful position, she could only try to clench her jade legs tightly. However, the burning hot, hard penis scalded her, and her jade legs involuntarily went limp, allowing Yang Zongjing to thrust relentlessly, his penis instantly penetrating her again.

Hearing the usually reserved and delicate Wan Qiwen, who had grown up in poverty and was known for her aloof and beautiful nature, moan under his assault, Yang Zongjing watched as her delicate brows furrowed in pain, clearly suffering but powerless to resist. He also felt the head of his penis, which had just entered her body, being tightly gripped by her firm and elastic vaginal muscles. The sensation was indescribable. Yang Zongjing chuckled, using his hands to press Wan Qiwen's legs down onto her arms, making it difficult for her to move. His penis, however, continued its relentless thrusting.

Wan Qiwen felt the tender, sensitive walls of her delicate flower path being swollen, penetrated, and rubbed by a thick, hard foreign object, a burning, painful sensation. Especially since she had just lost her virginity and had climaxed several times, and now she was being violated again, the intense tearing and burning pain in her tender flesh made her groan helplessly, "Ah...uh...it hurts...it hurts..."

Wan Qiwen finally came to her senses and realized the terrible truth that was happening to her. Yang Zongjing was pressing down on her soft, white jade-like body, exercising the rights that should have been exercised by a girl's boyfriend. She tried her best to twist and get rid of the heavy burden on her, desperately trying to squeeze her long, beautiful legs together, and forcefully pushing the big lecherous man on top of her with her elbows. But how could the pure and mature woman, who was now awake and weak all over, move against Yang Zongjing, who was full of lust, sexual desire, and evil fire? Yang Zongjing sensitively felt the increasingly intense and wonderful friction caused by Wan Qiwen's weak and powerless struggles as his penis slowly entered and exited. Sensing Wan Qiwen's visibly feeble resistance, Yang Zongjing grew even more unrestrained. A seasoned man, he knew what the most devastating blow would be to a pure and docile mature woman like Wan Qiwen. He looked down at the blushing, shy woman, and shamelessly bit her delicate earlobe, whispering in a low, panting voice, "Ah Wen, the first time I saw you—no, in my past life—I fell in love! I love you, and I will definitely treat you well!"

Then, to further weaken Wan Qiwen's weak resistance, the lewd playboy continued, "Ah Wen, I've finally got you. We're already intimately colliding, ah…so good…so tight…"

It hurt, it really hurt. Although her heart was already stirred by desire and she had already climaxed, Wan Qiwen, still unaware of the pain of her first experience, was utterly overwhelmed by agony. Ironically, her pained expression only fueled Yang Zongjing's pleasure. He pressed her down, his waist slowly sinking, savoring Wan Qiwen's tightness, tenderness, and elasticity as he relentlessly pushed in, gradually breaking through her delicate reserve.

Finally, when Yang Zongjing was fully inside her, Wan Qiwen was covered in cold sweat, her face pale, and she had no strength left to struggle. She dared not even close her eyes, fearing she would never open them again.

Then, Wan Qiwen felt Yang Zongjing slowly thrusting in and out. At first, the movements were small, just subtle rubbing and teasing. Gradually, Yang Zongjing grew bolder, his movements becoming larger and the impact more intense, especially when he somehow learned a technique that incorporated grinding and twisting motions into his thrusting.

Wan Qiwen was instantly overwhelmed by Yang Zongjing's shameless teasing and provocation. Helplessly, she realized that her most precious part was being violated; the thick, hard penis of the lecherous Yang Zongjing was penetrating her private parts. The chastity she had always guarded as a young woman had been lost. Even if it ended now, she would still be defiled. She resigned herself to her already feeble struggles, and cold tears streamed uncontrollably down her rosy cheeks.

Sensing that Wan Qiwen was gradually stopping, Yang Zongjing knew that she understood her current irreversible situation. He continued to rape the helpless and dazed Wan Qiwen, uttering lewd words: "I love you... Awen..."

Wan Qiwen's vaginal fluids lubricated her tight passage with the thrusting of Yang Zongjing's penis, gradually making the thrusting smoother and easier for him. Yang Zongjing gradually increased his speed, as if he had inexhaustible brute force, forcefully and solidly venting his desires. For some reason, amidst the man's impact and intercourse, Wan Qiwen, though not yet experiencing pleasure, was not in too much pain either. Her mind was hazy, and she only knew to let Yang Zongjing ravage her body. But this ravaging had been going on for far too long. The iron-hard penis, far exceeding its usual size, kept going in and out of Wan Qiwen's tender flesh, causing her unbearable pain. The helpless, pure, and mature woman was being wantonly and brutally violated, making her feel like she was living a life worse than death. She had no trace of the pleasure she had dreamed of in her first spring. She could only endure the heartache of losing her virginity and the torment of her body, passively submitting to Yang Zongjing's pleasure. Her brows furrowed, her pearly white teeth biting her sexy, bright red lower lip. Her soft, limp body trembled slightly, her delicate neck twisting and her head swaying from side to side. Her slender, shapely legs had her feet arched, and her playful, petite toes stood stiffly erect.

"Wen, I'll try to be gentle and tender with you. I've already done it to you, and I even found some photos for you. Now, enjoy the intense pleasure I'm giving you!"

While gently comforting her, Yang Zongjing slowly and deliberately suppressed his burning desire, thrusting and caressing her gently. Having been with countless women since arriving in Hong Kong, he was quite adept at this, especially considering that this was to enhance their mutual pleasure. Even her burning desire seemed to subside, and she cooperated perfectly, allowing Yang Zongjing to use his gentle techniques to pluck at Wan Qiwen's heartstrings, causing her to sway and twist involuntarily.

Amidst the tender, painful moans of the young, innocent woman, Yang Zongjing increased the depth of his thrusts. His penis no longer pulled out excessively, but instead pressed against her dark, pubic hair, against her delicate mound of flesh. Each time, his veined penis plunged completely into the depths of her tender cavity, his burning head penetrating the warm, secret place, then rubbing and rotating in short bursts for even more stimulating contact. The bodies of the two naked young men and women were almost touching, with no gap between them. The innocent, mature woman, Wan Qiwen, with her lamb-like body, was pressed beneath the handsome, strong playboy Yang Zongjing. Wan Qiwen moaned and gasped intermittently.

Yang Zongjing, burning with lust, seemed relentless, tormenting the poor, innocent young woman to the point of near death. At this moment, Wan Qiwen cried out in her heart, begging for this hellish torment to end quickly, but time seemed to stand still, and the endless pain drove her to despair.

Yang Zongjing, who had been thrusting and penetrating deeply to release his pent-up desire, gradually grew tired after about ten minutes. Finally, the ignited lust within him subsided. He wanted to hold back and continue enjoying himself, but the tender, wet embrace of the young woman beneath him was too much for him. Yang Zongjing was quite the expert in the ways of the world, quite proud of his sexual prowess at his age, capable of tormenting ordinary women for several hours without a problem.

Unexpectedly, Wan Qiwen's tender vagina was a rare and exquisite treasure, truly captivating Yang Zongjing. Clearly, it wasn't driven by the lust of a pure, mature woman; the delicate walls of her vagina spontaneously secreted love fluid, and the folds within the honeyed passage repeatedly attacked the foreign object, constantly sucking and pushing. The clitoris, however, was deep, touched only infrequently, making it especially pleasurable and stimulating for the man. This indicated that Wan Qiwen's constitution was exceptionally sensitive. Yang Zongjing had heard of such a beauty before; it had been described since ancient times as a "sheep intestine vagina."

"Ah..."

A soft, gentle moan escaped Wan Qiwen's lips. Only then did she realize that she had unknowingly lost herself in the moment. Her jade-like legs lifted slightly, her full, rounded thighs rubbing seductively against his buttocks. This movement caused Yang Zongjing to make light, shallow thrusts, and although the movements weren't too vigorous, the gushing spring of fluid from their joined bodies had already splashed out. Wan Qiwen was so ashamed that she wanted to lie flat, but she couldn't suppress the primal urge deep within her body, and couldn't help but moan softly.

"Don't worry, Wen... this... is very natural..."

Sensing the shyness of the pure and mature woman beneath him, Yang Zongjing couldn't help but move closer to her fragrant neck, greedily and gently inhaling her scent, while also teasing her with his tongue and lips around her ear and neck.

He'd done this before, and in his experience, few women felt uncomfortable being treated this way. But now, his actions carried an even gentler, more tender touch. After all, he'd never seen a mature woman treat him so gently and sweetly, not even crying or angry after being forced into bed. Yang Zongjing felt a pang of tenderness, suppressing his rising desire and tenderly caring for her, not daring to indulge her in the slightest.

"Just like this… you'll feel better soon…"

"Mmm…"

Hearing him say this, the shy Wan Qiwen closed her beautiful eyes slightly. Whether what he said was true or just self-comfort, it was too late to regret it now that it was already happening. She whimpered weakly, her slender hands languidly sliding over his body, her jade-like legs softly rubbing against him, silently pleading for his strength.

As Wan Qiwen relaxed, she felt the penis penetrate even deeper, probing her sensitive spot with a slight pain, yet also experiencing a surge of pleasure. The indescribable sensation made her body writhe weakly, allowing her sensitive areas to receive more of the penis's gentle and skillful stimulation. Her breathing grew hotter and her moans softer.

As he thrust and pushed her again and again, Wan Qiwen felt as if she had turned into a puddle of water. Although Yang Zongjing held her down tightly, her soul swayed with his stimulation and could not find its way back to shore. The unimaginable sweetness penetrated every inch of her skin, completely occupying her. Even the stinging pain in her valley between movements became less noticeable, but gradually weakened and melted into sweetness. Yang Zongjing's thrusts seemed to be plucking at her heartstrings, making her feelings rise and fall with his movements. She was completely controlled and possessed by him. When she was high, it was as if she was pushed into a fairyland, so wonderful that she could not breathe. When she was low, it was as if she was paralyzed and could no longer feel anything else.

As if a voice inside her was saying, this wonderful feeling was nearing its end. Lost in a blissful trance, Wan Qiwen unconsciously arched her body, enduring the pain as he pressed his tight hand against her sensitive, tender core. In the intoxicating, soul-stirring grinding and rubbing, he finally reached that indescribable climax. Something seemed to surge forth from within her, impossible to contain. So overwhelmed

by pleasure that she felt nothing else, her mouth agape, barely able to breathe, Wan Qiwen felt waves of tingling sensation within her, a fiery stimulation deep within her valley that made her tremble. Stimulated by such a beautiful woman, the playboy roared, unable to suppress the urge to climax. Gathering his last bit of strength, he lifted Wan Qiwen's legs high and began to thrust wildly and violently, after only a dozen or so strokes...

Yang Zongjing cried out wildly, his muscles aching, and released a torrent of semen. His fiery, old semen surged deep into Wan Qiwen's tender, honeyed passage, slapping against her delicate cervix and pressing against her alabaster-like body.

Wan Qiwen felt, in a daze, that in the midst of unparalleled pleasure, his entire body trembled, followed by a surge of heat that made her feel weak and numb from the inside out.

That fiery yet sweet sensation drained her last bit of strength. Gasping for breath, Wan Qiwen felt dazed and out of control, completely unaware of what was happening to her. She could only instinctively feel the overwhelming, blissful sensation coursing through her body. Slowly, she awoke from the ecstasy that seemed to shatter her very soul. Wan Qiwen smelled sweat in her nose and snapped back to reality.

Wan Qiwen finally let out a long breath, her stiff body relaxing as the burning sensation subsided. Her once clear and beautiful eyes now stared blankly at the ceiling, her exquisite face, streaked with tears, paled, and the tender flesh on the inside of her long, smooth, and supple legs twitched slightly—a truly pitiful sight of a flower wilted in a storm. 02-22

Chapter 099 Conquering "Ma Xiaoling" (Part 1)

"What's wrong? Awen, are you angry?"

Yang Zongjing leaned forward, his arm encircling Wan Qiwen's back, and whispered in her ear.

"Take your filthy hands off me!"

Wan Qiwen retorted coldly to his tenderness.

"Awen, are you still going to be angry with me? Now that I've slept with you, from now on I'm your man, and I'll take full responsibility for your life and your career..."

Yang Zongjing comforted her softly.

“I’m not angry with you, it’s just… I heard you have many women… and I have a boyfriend… why hurt me again? Right now, I only feel resentment, sadness, and anger towards you… so, take your hand away from other women.”

Yang Zongjing said, and she replied, throwing each word back at him, her body fidgeting restlessly, trying to escape his embrace.

In her past life, Wan Qiwen was strong-willed, a pure woman who always pursued love—a near-perfect woman. Thinking of everything Wan Qiwen had done in her past life, Yang Zongjing felt even deeper pity for her.

“Qiwen, you’re already my woman. Do you intend to stay with me forever? Weren’t you very comfortable and ecstatic the first time?”

As Yang Zongjing spoke, his lips gently caressed her delicate earlobe. One of his hands, which was around her waist, moved down to her soft abdomen, pressing his palm flat against her stomach and gently pushing her back, making her buttocks press tightly against his hard, erect penis.

If Wan Qiwen had been aroused and her heart was throbbing with desire, she might have immediately collapsed before him, enjoying his caresses and passion. But she had just climaxed and couldn't do it now. Perhaps just thinking about how she had lost her virginity to Yang Zongjing, a playboy with countless beautiful sisters, would prevent her from willingly throwing herself into his arms.

"Let me go! I feel like throwing up just looking at you! Let me go!"

Wan Qiwen couldn't help but cry out, beginning to struggle violently.

Her heartless words and defiant struggles, besides fueling Yang Zongjing's lust, finally enraged him.

Yang Zongjing grabbed her struggling body and forcefully turned her around, making her face to face with him. "I did it to you while you were asleep, but I truly love you! I can apologize to you because I cherish and love you, not because I really feel sorry for you..."

"I do have many beautiful wives, but that's just the style of a wealthy family, a man's nature. What's the big deal?"

Wan Qiwen, who was still resisting, listened to Yang Zongjing's words with a shocked expression. "What did you say?"

She clenched her fists, pushing against his chest, and said with a cold smile, "I can't accept the thought of you having so many female confidantes. Even though I've already lost my virginity to you, I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore."

Seeing that she seemed to have calmed down a bit, Yang Zongjing pulled Wan Qiwen closer and lowered his head to kiss her. "You'll be able to accept it when you serve me with them."

Wan Qiwen turned her head away to avoid his lips and pushed the distance between them forcefully. "Impossible! Even though I've already lost my virginity to you and can be considered your woman, I still can't accept the thought of you sleeping with other beauties and doing that shameful thing. If I sleep with other men, can you be completely indifferent... um!"

Yang Zongjing roughly pulled Wan Qiwen closer and silenced her with his mouth as she uttered those outrageous words.

Let alone her sleeping with other men, he couldn't accept or even imagine her having intimate physical contact with other men while acting, and he would never allow it in the future.

Yang Zongjing grabbed Wan Qiwen's chin, forcing her to open her mouth and accept the intrusion of his tongue.

His powerful tongue penetrated her mouth, licking her smooth, wet lips, relentlessly pursuing her evasive tongue, determined to seize her sweetness.

Forced into a kiss, Wan Qiwen frantically pounded his shoulders and arms, only able to whimper helplessly, unable to break free.

Her resentment made her act without thinking, ignoring the pain in her jaw, she bit down hard on his tongue, trying to force it away.

The taste of blood filled their mouths, and Yang Zongjing groaned in pain, ignoring the pain on his tongue, he forcefully pried open her teeth, stubbornly entwining himself in her mouth, forcibly tasting the blood on his tongue.

"Mmm..."

Although Wan Qiwen intended to hurt him, she was also frightened by his fierceness, so she struggled even more violently.

Wan Qiwen's resistance made him unable to control the raging desire for conquest flowing in his blood, and he could not treat her with his usual gentleness. Yang Zongjing pulled his lips away from hers, and with a forceful push, he pressed her down onto the table behind him.

"No... Yang Zongjing... let me go... I don't want to..."

Yang Zongjing's intentions were so clear that she resisted with her hands and feet, but she could not escape his hands.

"You have no choice but to accept it. You have already been with me, you are already my woman, you have no reason to refuse me."

Hearing Wan Qiwen's repeated pleas of no and refusal, Yang Zongjing swept away the last trace of reluctance in his heart and insisted on seizing her beauty. “If you’re not happy, you can yell all you want, but let me tell you, I’ve already taken nude photos of you, and if you come in and out like this now, I’m willing to have sex with you in public!”

Yang Zongjing straddled Wan Qiwen’s naked waist, pressing her body down with his strong thighs, restraining her movements so she couldn’t escape.

Just as he was about to take further action, Wan Qiwen seized the opportunity. She pushed him away with all her might, then immediately rolled off the bed, grabbed an outer robe from the floor, and intended to run towards the door.

But when she heard Yang Zongjing, whom she had pushed onto the table, speak in a slow and deliberate tone, she hesitated and stopped, refusing to leave the door that was so close.

Caught off guard by Wan Qiwen’s push, Yang Zongjing slowly got off the table. “Why aren’t you running away? I was actually looking forward to sleeping with you in front of everyone outside.”

He wasn’t nervous at all, because he was certain she wouldn’t run away.

Yang Zongjing had just threatened that if Wan Qiwen ran away, he would take her wherever he caught her, even in full view of everyone.

Yang Zongjing walked over naked, his strong muscles bulging, his perfect physique and lines exuding immense power.

With steady steps, he approached Wan Qiwen, who stood with her back to him at the table.

Because she had fled in her panic, Wan Qiwen hadn't had time to put on her clothes; they were only held in front of her chest. From his perspective, her back was a vast expanse of smooth, white skin, making his erect penis swell even more.

"Qiwen, be good, put your clothes down."

Yang Zongjing pressed against Wan Qiwen's back from behind, gently pulling away the clothes she was clutching, letting them flutter to the ground, forming a red cloud around her feet.

He pushed Wan Qiwen onto the table, forcing her to brace herself with her palms. Then he used his foot to pry open her legs and slid his hot penis between her buttocks. He then thrust his hips between her legs slowly, rubbing his hard penis against the outside of her vagina.

The two tender flesh outside her opening slowly swelled and became soft and smooth as he rubbed them, making his erect penis feel incredibly comfortable. "So good... Wen, you're so soft and tender down there, it feels so good..."

Yang Zongjing's large hands cupped Wan Qiwen's two soft breasts, kneading them in conjunction with the friction of his lower body. "Bend your waist forward a little... Wen, be good..."

Startled by Yang Zongjing's arrogance, Wan Qiwen trembled and dared not resist as he aroused her desire, but her unwillingness still made her try to stop him. "Yi... Yirui, I really don't want it, I beg you... let me go..."

"You don't want it? But you've already leaked so much lustful fluid. Your mouth says no, but your little mouth down there is already ready for me to penetrate you..."

Yang Zongjing couldn't help but insult her with his words, mocking her body's natural reaction.

Wan Qiwen shook her head, tears streaming down her face, twisting her body as she tried to get away from the table and from him. "Ugh..."

Her sobs, like moans during lovemaking, fueled Yang Zongjing's lust, and her writhing only intensified the tension of his desire, making his already burning lust even more intense.

Yang Zongjing moved his large hand, which had been grasping her right breast, down to Wan Qiwen's slender waist, and with a slight pull, he held her writhing body still.

He thrust his hips forward, letting his thick, long penis rub against her vulva, coating it entirely with her slippery fluids, then pressed down on her waist, making her buttocks arch. After

rubbing the tip of his hot penis for a while, he found the beautiful indentation between her legs. "Awen, now that I've fucked you, you're mine for life. Whether you want it or not, you have to open your legs for me..."

As soon as Yang Zongjing finished speaking, he straightened his back and thrust his hips forward, the tip of his thick, long penis forcing open the wet, slippery labia of her vagina. Following Wan Qiwen's lubrication, it stretched her tightness, allowing his hot, hard penis to penetrate her completely.

"Uh... um..."

Having just made love to him, the wound from her deflowering was still painful. His large penis, besides stretching her sensitive vagina and causing a slight stinging sensation, also brought intense pleasure to Wan Qiwen, causing her to moan with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Awen, you can't live without me... you'll never leave me..."

Enjoying the sensation of being enveloped by the tender flesh inside her, Yang Zongjing murmured softly.

Chapter 100 Conquering "Ma Xiaoling" (Part 2)

"Ugh... no... no..."

The unwillingness in her heart caused tears to stream down Wan Qiwen's face. A wave of pleasure coursed through her body, making her tremble and feel numb, yet she contradictorily wanted to resist the erotic pleasure he was giving her.

The penis thrusting inside Wan Qiwen kept drawing out strands of clear, moist fluid. The abundant, passionate wetness testified to her physical reaction to him, proclaiming her inability to truly resist his passion and desire.

While resenting him, Wan Qiwen also irresistibly indulged in the pleasure he created.

Her waist-length hair, tied up with a red ribbon, had already loosened during their earlier struggle, and now, with each thrust from Yang Zongjing, the loose strands fell loose, bouncing and swaying on her chest and snow-white back with the movement of her body.

Although he had indeed experienced physical pleasure with Wan Qiwen, he could clearly sense that she hadn't fully accepted him yet, still harboring a sense of resistance.

Although she responded to Yang Zongjing and enjoyed the pleasure of intercourse, Wan Qiwen's whole body was tense, her vagina less soft and engorged than before, not to mention the words of resistance that kept escaping from her red lips, making it impossible for him to fully possess her.

Wan Qiwen screamed incoherently, desperately twisting her body and pushing against his flat, firm abdomen with one hand, trying to stop his powerful thrusting of his penis from behind her.

"Mmm... ah... no... I don't want you..."

Wan Qiwen's resistance actually interfered with his thrusting in her vagina, allowing only the front half of his hard penis to penetrate her, the rest unable to go deeper due to her resistance.

Yang Zongjing wanted to pull Wan Qiwen's hand away, but was afraid of hurting her, so he reluctantly withdrew the front half of his penis from her passage.

He then used both hands to stimulate her sensitive areas, squeezing her breasts above and kneading the round, tender clitoris at the front of her vagina, making it more rounded and swollen.

Yang Zongjing pulled Wan Qiwen up by the waist, straightening her leaning body so she pressed herself against him without any gap. His erect penis, glistening with moisture, rested only between her legs, not attempting penetration, hoping to ease her resistance to his intimacy.

Wan Qiwen, who had been restlessly struggling with Yang Zongjing, was exhausted from the earlier intense lovemaking. Frustrated, she gave up the struggle, allowing him to caress and kiss her, ceasing her futile resistance.

After all, as long as Yang Zongjing persisted, Wan Qiwen was powerless against him. Even if she was unwilling, resentful, and heartbroken… what could she do?

Unless she could truly let go of the man who had violated her and leave this playboy Yang Zongjing, wouldn't she have no choice but to accept her fate, destined to share her lover with many beautiful women in this life?

After all, she could marry into a wealthy family, be loved by a young, promising, handsome man like Yang Zongjing, and her future film and television career could reach new heights. In a moment of reflection, Wan Qiwen accepted the reality she had previously refused to face.

However, as Yang Zongjing carried her back to the table, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, like a summer drizzle.

Looking up at Wan Qiwen, who lay on the bed silently weeping, having given up struggling, Yang Zongjing felt a pang of heartache at her pitiful state. He completely understood her desire to possess him exclusively, and knew that her resistance to his advances stemmed from her deep concern for her virginity.

Yang Zongjing initially wanted to go along with her wishes and not force her to have sex with him, but besides the lingering desire to penetrate her, and remembering that his pursuit of Wan Qiwen was an unchangeable and irreversible fact, she would have to accept it eventually anyway; delaying it would only torment her further.

After a moment's thought, Yang Zongjing decided to tease her for a while first.

While Wan Qiwen writhed in pain, he pressed his penis against her chest, pushed his right hand into her tight opening, and began to thrust his fingers in and out. Wan Qiwen trembled instantly, her breasts swelled, and her nipples tingled with an itch that made her rub them herself. "Mmm...ah...mmm...ah...so good...ah...mmm...ah..."

Hearing Wan Qiwen's incredibly soft pleas and seeing her curvaceous, soft, and alluring body, Yang Zongjing's already throbbing penis swelled even more, the few drops of clear fluid at the tip indicating his near-uncontrollable desire to penetrate her.

But to arouse Wan Qiwen's most primal and deepest desire, Yang Zongjing, panting heavily, resisted the urge to enter her and withdrew his two fingers from her opening.

Then, with Wan Qiwen's eyes burning with passion, he smeared all the remaining love fluid from her fingers and palms onto his thick, long penis, which was pressed against her breasts.

While kneading her own breasts, her eyes fixed on the glistening penis before her, Wan Qiwen's mouth overflowed with saliva, her gaze fixed on it with longing. "Mmm...good brother...I want you...faster..."

Releasing her hands from her breasts, Wan Qiwen pushed against his strong thighs kneeling beside her chest, urging him to enter her empty flower.

"Ah Wen, wait a little longer, I want you to be even more wanton..."

The moment Wan Qiwen's smooth little hands touched his thighs, the silky touch made his penis visibly throb.

Under Yang Zongjing's fingers, slippery love fluid seeped from Wan Qiwen's vagina.

“Ah Wen, come on, cup your hands around it…”

Yang Zongjing groaned as he grabbed Wan Qiwen’s hands, pulling them back to her soft, full breasts, instructing her to use her palms to squeeze and gather her breasts together.

As her two snow-white breasts formed a tight, alluring shape, Yang Zongjing shifted his body, causing the tip of his large, smooth penis to rise from beneath her breasts. With a groan, his long, thick penis began to thrust in and out of Wan Qiwen’s smooth, snow-white breasts.

“Mmm… ah… Ah Wen…”

Intense pleasure surged through him like a torrent.

Yang Zongjing’s hips moved rapidly back and forth, his large hands pressing against the back of Wan Qiwen’s hands, kneading her breasts through her hands, making them constantly squeeze his sliding penis.

“Ah… good… ah…”

Wan Qiwen couldn’t help but groan loudly at this moment. The long penis, wet with slick liquid, rubbed between Wan Qiwen’s breasts, turning her snow-white flesh a cherry red. Her already sensitive skin, rubbed so tenderly, only intensified her desire for him.

His eyes were fixed on the engorged penis making obscene movements against Wan Qiwen's chest. She involuntarily pressed her legs together and rubbed them together, trying to soothe the emptiness and itching in her vagina, but this only produced more glistening wetness, offering no relief to her lust. The mere thought of that thick, long penis fully inside her filled Wan Qiwen with shame and heat, leaving her at a loss. Yet, the more she thought about it, the more the scenes of his violation flashed through her mind, arousing her even more.

Just as Wan Qiwen was about to cry, Yang Zongjing suddenly pressed her small hands down harder, squeezing her breasts even more tightly, murmuring, "Ah Wen… Ah Wen…"

As Wan Qiwen's breasts swelled to a deep red, her nipples erect and round, he forcefully jerked his hips, thrusting his burning hot penis between her breasts.

"Ah..."

Yang Zongjing roared with satisfied pleasure, his swollen, red penis throbbing rapidly between her breasts.

At the moment of his low growl, the swollen, red tip ejaculated a thick, white fluid, staining her breasts, neck, and the corners of her beautiful lips with a sticky mess...

Wan Qiwen used her tongue to scoop up the white fluid from her lips, tasting his passionate, hot fluid. She could no longer resist the burning desire ignited within her by the aphrodisiac.

Pushing away Yang Zongjing's large hand still gripping the back of her hand, ignoring his climax, Wan Qiwen pushed his strong body backward, straddling his waist as he fell backward.

“Good brother…good husband…I want you…ah…”

Wan Qiwen knelt on his stomach with her legs wide open, her small hands grasping his still-erect penis.

Wan Qiwen moved her buttocks, aligning her dripping love juices with the tip of his penis, which was still releasing a little white fluid.

Under his burning gaze, Wan Qiwen lasciviously lowered her body, taking his still-erect penis completely inside her. “Mmm…mmm…so good…”

Sweet and melodious moans filled the room. Wan Qiwen’s alluring body moved on its own, undulating wantonly on him.

She never expected that she would willingly press herself on top of a man, engaging in lewd acts just for pleasure. Although seeing Yang Zongjing’s penis growing more and more ferocious and astonishing, and knowing that even if she didn’t want to, Yang Zongjing wouldn’t let her go, Wan Qiwen felt her face burning. Could it be that after losing her virginity, she had really been aroused by lust, even uttering such shameless words? Wan Qiwen couldn't even wait for her narrow passage to adjust to his size before she began to move up and down. For her at that moment, the slight stinging and a little swelling were inexplicable pleasures.

Yang Zongjing's penis became even harder and more swollen because of her wanton and sexy posture and her lewd words, completely stretching her flower hole and filling her body fully.

The rich wetness in Wan Qiwen's hole left his waist and abdomen covered with fragrant, slippery stains. Yang Zongjing grasped her bouncing breasts with both hands, the nipples protruding between his fingers were as red as fully ripe berries waiting to be picked.

"Yes, that's it... Awen, ride me hard... harder..."

Yang Zongjing moved his strong and powerful waist in sync with Wan Qiwen's up and down movements, making his narrow buttocks keep hitting upwards.

The hard, long thing felt like it was entering a mass of indescribable, tender, and soft flesh, and the extremely beautiful pleasure simultaneously overwhelmed both of them. Feeling his penis tightly enveloped by Wan Qiwen's narrow, warm, and moist valley, as if being sucked by soft honey, an indescribable pleasure shot straight to his head. Although this wasn't the first time he had experienced this sensation, this was the first time Yang Zongjing had ever cherished the pure, mature woman he was currently ravaging.

"Ah Wen... um... ah um... I'm willing to die in your beautiful, tight, and hot little hole..."

Yang Zongjing couldn't stop panting and moaning, unable to hide his excitement from the pleasure she was giving him.

"Ah... ah... I'm dying... ah..."

The tingling sensation spreading from the area constantly rubbing against her lower body made her toes curl up in excitement.

Wan Qiwen arched her back, her two jade-like breasts rising high, bouncing in his palms, her slender waist twisting and swaying seductively like a bewitching snake, her round buttocks constantly undulating against his penis.

And Wan Qiwen's two white jade hands unconsciously left many bloodstained finger marks on his chest and abdomen. As she touched his erect nipples, her fingertips and nails scraped his sensitive spots with rhythmic movements.

The sharp sting of her nails only fueled Yang Zongjing's vigorous thrusting into her. "Almost there...almost there, Wen...again, again, yes...you're melting me..."

As Yang Zongjing urged her on, he rubbed his throbbing penis inside her, clearly feeling the tightness and trembling of her vaginal walls. The

intense contractions and squeezing of Wan Qiwen's vagina told him she might reach orgasm with just a few more thrusts.

"Wait for me, Wen...just one more time...uh...you're so amazing!"

Yang Zongjing's large hands, which had been gripping her breasts, moved down, pulling her close and nimbly flipping her over, pinning her firmly beneath his muscular body. His penetration made her valley increasingly hot and wet. The intimate friction between his penis and her valley gradually brought Wan Qiwen a wonderful sensation. Unconsciously, she was no longer just lying on the table letting him do as he pleased. Her slender waist twisted slightly, and her naked body trembled slightly, not out of resistance or sorrow, but gradually leading his onslaught in a direction that brought her pleasure. Especially since he didn't penetrate completely, but still filled her up completely, the feeling of being completely conquered made Wan Qiwen's emotions surge. She gradually enjoyed the boundless pleasure amidst her soft moans.

Feeling the stimulation of that erotic pleasure gradually spreading within her body, the bittersweet sensations of her first time seemed to return, and this time it possessed her more intensely and thoroughly than before. In her ecstasy, Wan Qiwen couldn't help but be surprised.

Struggling to suppress the urge to kiss and caress her forcefully, Yang Zongjing tried to be gentle, kissing her cheeks and lips, caressing and kneading Wan Qiwen's skin and breasts. However, the woman's body beneath him was gradually becoming more aroused, something he was well aware of during their intimate encounter.

Wan Qiwen gasped, unable to resist increasing the pressure, and her soft moans, though seemingly a mixture of pleasure and pain, suggested a greater element of pleasure from the stimulation. This caused him to gradually lose his senses, ravaging Wan Qiwen's delicate body, making her moan and gasp, seemingly both overwhelmed and enjoying the sensation. Her exquisite reactions made him even more reluctant to let go.

Yang Zongjing, like a raging beast, thrust violently into her tender opening. "It's coming, A-Wen… I want you to be wild under me… Squeeze me tight, baby…"

Sure enough, after three powerful thrusts, her body stiffened, then trembled as she reached the peak of her desire.

"Ah...ah ah..."

As Wan Qiwen screamed, a large amount of warm, slippery, fragrant fluid suddenly gushed from the depths of her tight flower cave.

The penis, still churning inside her tight cave, couldn't withstand the tight embrace of the flesh walls and the soaking of that slippery, warm fluid, and it burst out with a low, pleasurable roar as she fainted. "Ah Wen...hmm..."

Soft moans escaped her throat as Yang Zongjing pressed tightly against her, his hips between her legs, making rapid but small thrusts.

"Ah hmm...hmm..."

He closed his eyes, feeling the pleasure of his penis erupting.

Streams of white semen shot from the tip of his throbbing penis, all of it shooting into the depths of Wan Qiwen's soft, intoxicating flower cave...

Both Yang Zongjing and Wan Qiwen collapsed to the side, exhausted.

Chapter 101 "Zhenzhen" Yang

Gongru After sleeping with Wan Qiwen, Yang Zongjing gave her the role of Shi Sufang in "A Step into the Past". Then, Wan Qiwen broke up with Donnie Yen and became Yang Zongjing's woman.

Next, Yang Zongjing's target is Yang Gongru, who also played the lead role alongside Wan Qiwen in "My Date with a Vampire".

Kristy Yang, born in Shanghai, is a Hong Kong actress. In 1985, she moved to Canada with her parents and majored in Business Administration at York University. In 1995, she participated in the Miss Asia Pageant in Hong Kong, winning four awards including "Miss Photogenic" and the Miss Asia title, thus beginning her acting career. She became known to audiences for starring in numerous TV series such as *Snowflake Sword*, *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, *My Date with a Vampire*, and *The Palace of Tang Dynasty*, and also starred in several big-budget commercial films such as *Comrades: Almost a Love Story*, *The Storm Riders*, and *Chinese Hero*. Her performance in the film *The Storm Riders* garnered widespread acclaim, earning her the media titles of "Most Beautiful Miss Asia" and "Miss Asia among Miss Asias." Yang Zongjing, a Hong Kong actor, inquired about Kristy Yang's background and discovered she was a skilled golfer. So, he decided to invite her to play golf.

Kristy Yang, already a member of Yang Zongjing's company, naturally accepted.

At this moment, Yang Zongjing had booked the entire golf course, leaving only him and Yang Gongru. They occupied two berths and began practicing. According to Yang Gongru, this was a warm-up exercise to familiarize herself with the ball and the course's characteristics, so she could better practice on the course later. Yang Zongjing's mind wasn't on playing golf; he was simply happy to be by Yang Gongru's side. Therefore, he readily agreed to her suggestion, and the two began practicing.

Although Yang Zongjing had never played golf before, he was quick to learn and mastered some techniques. While he wasn't as skilled as Yang Gongru, he could still manage. However, at this moment, Yang Zongjing wasn't focused on the game itself. Instead, he casually played while admiring the graceful movements Yang Gongru displayed on the course.

Yang Zongjing saw Yang Gongru standing there, her body slightly bent, hands gripping the club, aiming it at the ball, slowly swinging her arms, gathering strength to hit the ball. Because of her posture, her originally fitted short skirt clung to her shapely buttocks like a second skin, displaying the full, elastic contours of her hips to Yang Zongjing. Her

two plump buttocks seemed to be deliberately teasing Yang Zongjing, pushing the short skirt high, reflecting an alluring sheen in the sunlight, tempting him. Yang Zongjing even worried that if Yang Gongru exerted a little more force, her buttocks might tear open, revealing the beautiful scenery of her lower body to him.

With a forceful push from Yang Gongru, the ball flew high into the air. In that instant, Yang Zongjing could clearly see Yang Gongru's two firm and full legs intertwined, and the imprint of her buttocks on her short skirt tightened instantly. Seeing this, Yang Zongjing couldn't help but gasp, and a certain part of his body began to stir restlessly.

At that moment, Yang Zongjing suddenly remembered seeing Yang Gongru at her house, and the alluring sight of her plump, luscious mouth, tightly wrapped in her underwear, between her legs. Yang Gongru's mouth was so full and luscious, and now, with her legs intertwined, Yang Zongjing suddenly wondered if, right now, his body were deep inside Yang Gongru, and with this alluring and beautiful actress twisting and turning like that, the pressure and tightness would make him lose control and ejaculate prematurely.

Seeing this, and recalling that ambiguous scene, Yang Zongjing's attention was immediately drawn to Yang Gongru. A strange restlessness surged from the depths of his body, stimulating his nerves. He felt he shouldn't just stand by Yang Gongru's side, only able to admire her graceful figure while playing. He should take action, to get intimate with this beautiful actress. Thinking this, Yang Zongjing's mind raced, trying to figure out how to approach Yang Gongru's alluring and seductive body without arousing her suspicion.

Just then, Yang Zongjing noticed that after Yang Gongru hit the ball, there was no ball left on the table. The caddy was currently taking Bai Yazhi elsewhere for entertainment. If Yang Gongru wanted to put the ball back on, she would have to do it herself. Realizing this, Yang Zongjing knew his opportunity had arrived.

So, Yang Zongjing tossed his golf club aside and quickly went to Yang Gongru's side. He picked up a ball from the ground and gently placed it on Yang Gongru's caddy, saying softly, "Miss Yang, you can do it. I'm not really into playing this anyway. How about I be your caddy? It'll be easier for you to practice that way."

Yang Gongru, seeing that Yang Zongjing was willingly acting as her caddy, was unaware that he had his own motives—to get close to her and see if he could take advantage of her. Hearing Yang Zongjing's words, Yang Gongru stopped practicing and faced him, a radiant smile spreading across her delicate face, expressing her gratitude.

Yang Zongjing noticed that Yang Gongru's delicate face was flushed from the exercise, and fine beads of sweat glistened on her small nose, making the alluring actress even more captivating. Even more alluring was the sight of her full, firm breasts, tightly encased in her top, rising and falling slightly with her rapid breathing, providing Yang Zongjing with an incredibly stimulating sensation.

Seeing the alluring expression on Yang Gongru's delicate face, and witnessing the graceful rise and fall of her breasts, Yang Zongjing couldn't help but swallow hard. A surge of desire rose within him, a yearning to grasp and fondle the breasts of this captivatingly beautiful actress. However, remembering that only the two of them remained on the court, and that there would be plenty of opportunities, he knew that rash action might anger Yang Gongru. So, Yang Zongjing took a deep breath and suppressed his impulse.

Chapter 102 Court Exercise "Zhenzhen" (Part 1)

Yang Gongru smiled sweetly at Yang Zongjing, expressing her gratitude. Then, she bent down and repeated the hitting motion. Yang Zongjing noticed that as Yang Gongru's body bent slightly, the hem of her short skirt, which had been clinging tightly to her thighs, lifted slightly. Looking at that slightly upturned hem, Yang Zongjing's heart stirred slightly.

The hem of her skirt was sticking up, creating a gap between her thighs. Now, as she was assuming a hitting stance, gathering power to strike the ball, Yang Gongru's two firm and slender legs were slightly parted. If he squatted down now, could he see, from below, the view of Yang Gongru's plump and luscious mouth, tightly wrapped in her underwear, between her legs? Thinking of this, a wicked smile crept onto Yang Zongjing's lips. Yang

Zongjing had already admired the beautiful view between Yang Gongru's legs when he rescued her. This morning, when Yang Gongru appeared before him wearing only a thin, almost transparent nightgown, he had once again enjoyed that alluring view. Logically speaking, having seen the view between Yang Gongru's legs twice already, why was Yang Zongjing still so eager to see it again?

This is mainly because, firstly, Yang Gongru's figure is simply too good, coupled with her angelic face, which makes her graceful body full of amazing allure for Yang Zongjing. How could Yang Zongjing be satisfied with just looking at the beautiful scenery between her legs twice?

Secondly, Yang Zongjing felt that the thrill of secretly catching a glimpse of Yang Gongru's crotch, making her unconsciously aware of it, was even more exciting than the act of peeping itself. Therefore, this bold idea came to him. Pretending to fetch a ball for Yang Gongru, he slowly squatted down, adjusting his angle so that his gaze could easily slip through the gap between her short skirt and the top of her thighs.

Yang Gongru, of course, didn't know that Yang Zongjing was using the pretense of retrieving the ball to take advantage of her. She thought he was genuinely trying to serve her, and her affection for this sunny man grew even stronger at the thought of his thoughtfulness.

After squatting down, Yang Zongjing was positioned directly behind Yang Gongru. His gaze peeked through the gap between her legs and her short skirt, revealing the alluring scenery between the legs of this stunningly beautiful actress. Although he had long imagined that the view of that area would be arousing, even this seasoned womanizer couldn't help but gasp when he actually saw it.

Yang Zongjing noticed a distinct patch of white between Yang Gongru's legs and her skirt. Even with his limited understanding, he could immediately recognize that the white was the color of the undergarment tightly covering Yang Gongru's full, luscious vulva. Seeing this patch of white, Yang Zongjing's spirits lifted.

Beneath the white, close-fitting clothing, Yang Zongjing could clearly see two protrusions. These protrusions looked so firm and enveloping, their alluring curves stirring a strange restlessness within him. Undoubtedly, these two protrusions were the edges of Yang Gongru's firm, fleshy buttocks.

As Yang Gongru's legs parted further with her striking posture, that white shadow grew larger and larger in Yang Zongjing's eyes. When Yang Gongru's legs were spread to their maximum extent, the scenery between them was fully revealed before Yang Zongjing. Seeing this beautiful and alluring sight, a certain part of Yang Zongjing's body instantly hardened.

Yang Zongjing noticed that the area between Yang Gongru's legs, below her vulva, had flattened out. That area was naturally where Yang Gongru's small mouth was located. At this moment, that small mouth protruded slightly, forming a bulge between her legs. That bulge looked so soft and elastic. As Yang Zongjing looked at that alluring scenery, he even imagined in his mind what kind of stimulating sensation it would bring if his hand touched it.

As Yang Gongru twisted her body with each movement, using the momentum to accumulate the power for her shot, the slightly raised white area slowly twisted with her body posture. It was the image of two thick and juicy lips twisting and pressing against her underwear. As the slightly raised area twisted more and more, Yang Zongjing could see that the center of that white area was visibly sinking inward.

In this way, the outline of Yang Gongru's plump and luscious mouth, tightly wrapped in her underwear, was almost completely displayed in front of Yang Zongjing. The thought that he had actually been able to appreciate the beautiful scenery between Yang Gongru's legs in this way, and that Yang Gongru was a high-profile public figure, and that other people would be lucky to even see her jade legs or her pretty face, let alone that part of her body, made Yang Zongjing feel a strange stimulation surge into his heart. Under this stimulation, Yang Zongjing could clearly feel the blood in his body slowly concentrating towards him.

Just then, Yang Zongjing saw Yang Gongru's body suddenly twist violently. With this twist, the ball was struck, and the white skin peeking out from between her legs writhed intensely. With this twist, Yang Zongjing could clearly feel a faint, slightly pungent, yet fragrant scent emanating from between the alluring actress's legs, filling his nostrils.

As the white skin between her legs writhed, Yang Zongjing's heart pounded almost simultaneously. The stimulating and alluring scent made him feel breathless. Under such stimulation, Yang Zongjing desperately wanted to bury his head deep between Yang Gongru's legs, into her plump, luscious mouth tightly wrapped in her underwear, to fully experience the beauty and passion of her body.

Stimulated by this alluring feeling, Yang Zongjing could no longer hold back. He could feel from the changes in his body that his desire had become very obvious. If he continued to just look at Yang Gongru's body and enjoy the stimulation it brought him, perhaps he would have ejaculated before he even touched the body of this charming and beautiful actress.

It was precisely because of this stimulating feeling that Yang Zongjing was no longer satisfied with just squatting there and secretly watching the alluring scenery between Yang Gongru's legs. So, Yang Zongjing stood up, placed another ball on Yang Gongru's spot, stood beside her, and said, "Miss Yang, I think you play ball very well. Could you teach me?"

Yang Gongru was slightly taken aback when she heard Yang Zongjing say this. She turned her head and looked at Yang Zongjing. When she saw the sincere expression on Yang Zongjing's face, she nodded. If this charming and beautiful actress knew that Yang Zongjing's words were just an excuse and that his purpose was only to take advantage of her at close range, it's hard to say whether she would have agreed so readily.

"Mr. Yang, you see, playing golf is actually very simple."

Yang Gongru explained the basic techniques while holding the golf club. Yang Zongjing's mind, of course, wasn't on Yang Gongru's explanation. Instead, he was staring intently at the way her sexy, thin lips opened and closed as she explained the techniques. He pretended to listen attentively, but inside, a raging storm was brewing.

"This beauty's lips are so sexy. Look, so thin, almost luscious. If those little mouths were to take my thing in, and then lick and suck it, I don't know how long I could last."

Thinking of this, Yang Zongjing felt a surge of desire, and a certain part of his body seemed to sense its master's longing and impulse, twitching twice, as if it couldn't wait to insert itself into Yang Gongru's little mouth.

"People say that if a woman has a big mouth, her private parts are also big, and if her mouth is small, her private parts are also small. Yang Gongru's mouth looks like a cherry, so it's naturally very small. I wonder if her lower mouth is also very small. Hmm, if I have the chance, I definitely want to try it."

Yang Zongjing admired Yang Gongru's sexy cherry-like mouth while harboring such a wicked thought in his mind.

Yang Gongru had no idea that Yang Zongjing was having such a wicked idea. After explaining the key points of the movement, she stretched out her hand holding the golf club and said softly, "Mr. Yang, that's how you play golf. Why don't you try it? Let me see your movements and see if there are any parts you're not doing correctly."

Yang Zongjing nodded, took the club, and assumed a stance. Just then, he saw Yang Gongru shift her body and move behind him after receiving the club. Seeing Yang Gongru's graceful and alluring body disappear from his sight, Yang Zongjing suddenly felt a pang of disappointment. In this situation, Yang Zongjing truly hated himself. Why had he let Yang Gongru teach him to play golf? Now, not only could he not get close to her, but he had also lost the chance to directly admire the graceful and alluring body of this charming and beautiful woman. Thinking about all this, how could Yang Zongjing not feel disappointed?

But just then, Yang Zongjing heard Yang Gongru's voice behind him: "Mr. Yang, that's not how it works. Look, straighten your hand a little more, don't bend it, stretch it out as much as possible, because only in this way will your hitting speed and accuracy improve. It's not like that, just stretch it out a little more, straighten it a little more."

Yang Gongru stood behind Yang Zongjing and explained the key points of the movement. As if seeing that Yang Zongjing had not met her requirements after her explanation and was becoming anxious, Yang Gongru actually reached out and grasped Yang Zongjing's arm, gently straightening his arm while continuing to explain.

Yang Zongjing felt a faint, orchid-like fragrance waft around him as Yang Gongru stood behind him and grasped his arm. He also felt a warm breath on his back. Feeling this warmth, Yang Zongjing's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood where it came from.

Yang Zongjing was right. Because Yang Gongru was standing behind him, to guide his grip on the golf club, she had to reach her hand over from behind him. This brought her soft, alluring body closer to him. Although their bodies weren't touching, the warmth emanating from Yang Gongru's full, firm breasts, tightly encased in her blouse, brushed against Yang Zongjing's back.

Yang Zongjing could feel the warm breath growing stronger, indicating that Yang Gongru's full, elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her blouse, were getting closer and closer to his back. At this moment, with just a slight movement, he could have intimate contact with Yang Gongru's soft body.

Realizing this, Yang Zongjing became unhurried, a wicked smile playing on his lips. Yang Gongru, standing behind Yang Zongjing, couldn't see his wicked smile and was unaware of the unseen danger slowly approaching. She continued to quietly explain the essentials of hitting the ball to him.

After listening to Yang Gongru's explanation, Yang Zongjing suddenly stretched out his arm. Yang Gongru, who was still explaining, had no idea that Yang Zongjing would pull such a sneaky move at this moment, because her hand was now gripping his arm. As soon as Yang Zongjing stretched out his arm, Yang Gongru felt a strong force coming from his hand, propelling her body forward involuntarily.

Yang Gongru was already very close to Yang Zongjing, and with this sudden movement, she felt a solid force coming from her chest. Her two full, elastic breasts, tightly encased in her blouse, pressed against Yang Zongjing's back as she leaned forward; this was the source of that solid feeling.

Yang Zongjing felt a soft, elastic sensation on his back. The two soft mounds of flesh brought him a strange stimulation. Under this stimulation, Yang Zongjing almost instantly shifted his attention to his back, savoring the wonderful feeling brought by Yang Gongru's jade-like breasts pressing against his back.

Yang Zongjing felt that the soft and elastic sensation was indescribable, and between the softness and elasticity, there seemed to be a hint of hardness. After feeling that hardness, Yang Zongjing knew that it was the sensation brought by the close-fitting clothing tightly covering Yang Gongru's pair of full and elastic jade-like breasts pressing against his back.

Softness and hardness are two completely different adjectives, but at this moment, both were clearly transmitted from Yang Zongjing's back to his mind, forming a stark contrast in his heart. He felt that the softness was so wonderful, so alluring, especially when he felt a warm breath on his face. He felt as if every pore on his body opened up in that instant.

Of course, Yang Zongjing knew that if Yang Gongru experienced this underhanded trick, she would definitely leave him without hesitation. So, while exerting force on his arm, he also subtly activated his charm index! He concentrated his charm index on his back, so that the moment Yang Gongru's full and elastic breasts pressed against his back, the warm and alluring breath of his charm index permeated her upper garment and touched her delicate skin.

Yang Gongru hadn't expected Yang Zongjing to suddenly stretch out his arms, pressing her body against his back. Startled, she instinctively tried to move to avoid her breasts touching him. But just as she was about to move, she felt an intensely hot heat emanating from their point of contact and spreading throughout her body. Instantly

, she felt a warm, comforting sensation, as if she were sinking into a warm ocean. This feeling was indescribably pleasurable. The heat spread from their point of contact throughout her body, stimulating her nerves.

Other areas were somewhat better, but Yang Gongru felt the heat, after spreading throughout her body, slowly concentrate and move in one direction—towards her plump, luscious lips, tightly encased in her clothing, between her legs.

Thousands upon thousands of hot threads rapidly converged between her legs. Yang Gongru could clearly feel those hot threads rushing towards her lower opening. Stimulated by this, her slightly closed mouth instantly widened. It was

a tingling, electric-like sensation. Stimulated by this, Yang Gongru felt her body soften instantly. The indescribable beauty left her stunned for two or three seconds.

When Yang Gongru came to her senses, she suddenly realized that her position—with her full, elastic breasts tightly wrapped in her blouse pressed against Yang Zongjing's back—was very shameful. Therefore, she couldn't help but feel a desire to struggle and break free from the physical contact with Yang Zongjing.

However, this thought only flashed through Yang Gongru's mind for a moment before another thought quickly emerged. A voice seemed to resound loudly in Yang Gongru's heart, reminding her not to easily lift her body, because if she did, she would no longer be able to enjoy that wonderful feeling of laziness throughout her body. Thinking of this, Yang Gongru was in a dilemma, not knowing what to do.

Although Yang Gongru had been in the entertainment industry for four years, she was fortunate enough to remain chaste. After a moment's hesitation, she decided it was best to stand up straight, so that Yang Zongjing wouldn't think she was a promiscuous person. But just as the glamorous and charming actress made up her mind and was about to stand up, she heard Yang Zongjing say, "Miss Yang, is this how it is? Am I doing the right thing?"

Hearing Yang Zongjing say this, Yang Gongru felt a slight sense of relief, and the thought of extricating herself from physical contact with Yang Zongjing faded away instantly.

Because Yang Gongru had just been trying to remove her full, alluring breasts, tightly encased in her top, from Yang Zongjing's back—mainly due to her shyness—she now sensed that Yang Zongjing didn't seem to mind, and was even discussing ball skills. This led the beautiful actress to subconsciously believe that Yang Zongjing didn't perceive the somewhat intimate nature of their position. This thought, once it surfaced, naturally lessened Yang Gongru's shyness considerably. Furthermore, she was reluctant to give up that wonderful feeling, so her desire to break free from physical contact with Yang Zongjing faded.

"Yes, that's it. Slowly swing your arms, let your arms move, but keep your eyes fixed on the ball. Try it,"

Yang Gongru explained to Yang Zongjing, demonstrating the movements while experiencing the wonderful sensation herself. Yang Gongru could already feel the thousands of heat threads coursing through her body, now converging at the base of her thighs.

Yang Gongru felt that the wispy heat lines were like a large, tangible hand gently caressing her inner thighs. Each caress brought a strange stimulation, and under this stimulation, Yang Gongru could feel a tingling sensation in her plump, luscious mouth, tightly wrapped in her underwear. Feeling

this stimulation, a desire arose within Yang Gongru. She longed for the tangible sensation of the heat lines, like a large hand, to penetrate deeper, ideally touching her mouth directly. Would that intensify the tingling and excited feeling? Lost in

thought about this ambiguous stimulation, Yang Gongru wasn't focused on her hands and didn't notice that Yang Zongjing, after hearing her words, had moved his arm. His arm movement, in turn, moved her hands, which in turn moved her body, causing her to sway.

This caused Yang Gongru's full, elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her top, to rub against Yang Zongjing's back. The pressure and heat stimulated Yang Gongru's nerves, causing her hands to unconsciously increase the pressure, making her body sway more noticeably against Yang Zongjing's back. With each sway, Yang Gongru felt the tangible sensation of the fiery lines forming her hands become more pronounced, moving towards

the

base of her thighs, advancing towards the plump, luscious mouth between her legs, tightly wrapped in her underwear. Now, she could clearly feel the heat seeping into the edge of her mouth.

Yang Gongru felt her lips, which seemed to be excited at this moment, slowly expanding, and a trickle of saliva was already flowing from her mouth. Although she was a virgin, she could still feel the desire and need in her body from the changes in her own body. The thought that she had such thoughts made Yang Gongru's delicate face blush even more.

Yang Zongjing, because he was focusing all his attention on his back, could clearly feel the wonderful sensation brought to him by Yang Gongru's breasts pressing against his back. He felt that as Yang Gongru's body rubbed against his back more and more forcefully, her full and firm breasts were being pressed flat.

And there seemed to be a springy feeling emanating from Yang Gongru's jade peaks, as if her body was unwilling to be oppressed and wanted to use the pressure emanating from her peaks to push Yang Zongjing's body away. That soft yet firm elasticity made Yang Zongjing feel light as a feather, as if he were floating on clouds.

Yang Gongru felt that with each rub of her body against Yang Zongjing's, the fiery heat would penetrate her body through the points of contact between them and concentrate between her legs on her plump and luscious lips, which were tightly wrapped in her underwear. Now, the fiery heat she felt on her lips was becoming more and more obvious.

"What's wrong with Mr. Yang? How can his body have such an aura? It makes me feel so languid, with an indescribable excitement. What is this? This feeling is so comfortable, so stimulating! It makes me feel empty inside, like something is missing, so hollow, so lonely. What kind of feeling is this?"

Yang Gongru thought to herself, and to enjoy the wonderful feeling brought by that fiery stimulation, she couldn't help but rub harder and harder against Yang Zongjing's back. Now, Yang Gongru could clearly feel that under that stimulation, her breasts were becoming more sore, softer, and more elastic.

Waves of strange stimulation concentrated between Yang Gongru's legs, stimulating the nerves of this virgin beauty, making her breathing become heavier without her realizing it. To Yang Zongjing's ears, it naturally had a unique and alluring charm.

As Yang Gongru's breathing became heavier, Yang Zongjing felt waves of warm breath brushing against his neck, stimulating his nerves and causing a tingling sensation in his heart. This unusual stimulation made Yang Zongjing no longer content with simply letting Yang Gongru press her full, elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her blouse, against his back. He wanted to further tease Yang Gongru, to further enjoy the soft, alluring body of her.

So, at this moment, Yang Zongjing suddenly moved away from Yang Gongru's body, took a step forward, and turned to look at her. He saw that Yang Gongru's delicate face was now flushed, her large, watery eyes were glazed over, and her chest was heaving with rapid breathing. Seeing this, Yang Zongjing couldn't help but swallow hard.

At this moment, Yang Zongjing knew from Yang Gongru's demeanor that this charming actress was like a ripe apple; if he took a bite, the juice would flow into his mouth, giving him a feeling of pure bliss. However, Yang Zongjing did not do that. Instead, looking into Yang Gongru's large, watery eyes, he said, "Miss Yang, I just can't seem to grasp the technique. If you can't, could you demonstrate it for me again?"

Yang Gongru felt her full, elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her blouse, rubbing against Yang Zongjing's back. Then, a large, almost tangible hand, formed by a warm thread, covered her plump, luscious mouth, which was also tightly wrapped in her underwear, between her legs.

Those large, substantial hands began to caress her small mouth, kneading and slowly changing its shape. As this strange sensation surged through her, the alluring and beautiful actress felt the indescribable feeling between her legs become even more pronounced; loneliness and solitude had seeped into her very bones.

However, Yang Gongru hadn't expected that Yang Zongjing would suddenly leave her body at this moment. The fiery sensation vanished instantly, and the stark contrast between the two sensations caused the alluring and beautiful actress to let out a soft, shy moan of disappointment.

Now, seeing Yang Zongjing looking directly into her eyes and saying those words, a hint of deep resentment flashed across her large, watery eyes. Seeing the resentment in Yang Gongru's eyes, Yang Zongjing smiled wickedly: "Beautiful lady, don't worry. I'm not leaving you to leave you, but to give you a more exciting and pleasurable experience. In a little while, you'll realize how happy you'll be without me. Hehe, don't worry, you'll experience how good I am in a moment."

Yang Gongru had no idea that Yang Zongjing was plotting such a scheme. Hearing his words, although she was somewhat reluctant to part with the feeling of her full, elastic breasts pressed against Yang Zongjing's back, which were tightly wrapped in her blouse, what could the beautiful actress do after Yang Zongjing had already said that? So, she could only helplessly take the cue back into her hand.

Taking a deep breath and assuming a certain posture, Yang Gongru forcefully suppressed the loneliness and emptiness welling up inside her. Instead, she began to explain to Yang Zongjing, sentence by sentence. Yang Zongjing listened to her explanation with a smile, arms crossed. Once Yang Gongru finished explaining and had assumed the correct posture, Yang Zongjing slowly walked to her side and said, "Miss Yang, may I touch your arm to feel your posture?"

Yang Gongru hadn't expected Yang Zongjing to be waiting for her here. Upon hearing this, her delicate face flushed, and her large, watery eyes shone with a strange light as she looked at Yang Zongjing, seemingly trying to discern the true meaning behind his words from his changing expression.

However, Yang Zongjing seemed unfazed, his face still appearing sincere and humble. Unable to discern Yang Zongjing's intentions from his expression, Yang Gongru took a deep breath and slowly nodded. She imagined Yang Zongjing touching her arm to practice the hitting posture, which would bring their bodies into contact again, and a sense of anticipation rose within her.

Just moments ago, she had pressed her full, elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her blouse, against Yang Zongjing's back, and the heat emanating from his back had already given this alluring and beautiful actress a tremendous thrill. Now, Yang Zongjing's body would be in contact with hers again. Would it be the same as last time? Thinking of the pleasure brought by his large, almost tangible, hands caressing her plump, fleshy lips, tightly wrapped in her clothing, how could Yang Gongru not anticipate the next physical contact?

Seeing that Yang Gongru had agreed to his request, Yang Zongjing smiled slightly. Mimicking Yang Gongru's posture, he stood behind her, his hands passing between her arms on either side of her body, taking her hands in his. Yang Zongjing felt that as his body came into contact with Yang Gongru's soft, alluring body, the delicate fragrance of a virgin emanating from her became even more pronounced. Smelling this pleasant scent, Yang Zongjing's heart fluttered.

"Miss Yang, I feel it now. So this is how you hold someone, how you grip them!"

Yang Zongjing whispered in Yang Gongru's ear, savoring the soft, moist sensation in his hands, slowly teasing the alluring and beautiful actress.

After speaking, Yang Zongjing didn't remove his lips. Instead, he gently blew a breath onto Yang Gongru's most sensitive area behind her ear. Yang Gongru felt waves of hot masculine energy wash over her delicate skin, making her body go weak again. The current position was slightly different from before, because Yang Gongru could feel the faint, hot masculine energy emanating from Yang Zongjing's body rushing into her soft, alluring body from all directions, making her feel a warm, moist sensation throughout her body.

"Yes, that's how you use your strength, Mr. Yang. Not only should your arm be straight, but you should also use the power of your waist. Only in this way can you hit the ball accurately and far."

Although Yang Zongjing's teasing made Yang Gongru somewhat aroused, she forcibly suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, thinking of the main reason for this feeling, and explained to Yang Zongjing again.

"Use your waist, how do you use it?"

Yang Zongjing could already feel a gentle breeze blowing, lifting a few strands of Yang Gongru's hair from her neck and brushing them against his face. The unique fragrance emanating from the beautiful girl's body, combined with the alluring scent brought by her hair, made Yang Zongjing somewhat intoxicated. However, in order to better provoke Yang Gongru, Yang Zongjing asked such a question.

Yang Zongjing's words startled Yang Gongru slightly. The way one uses their waist is something that can only be understood intuitively, not explained in words. Yang Gongru herself didn't know how to explain it. So, after a moment of silence, she softly said, "Mr. Yang, well, I can't quite put it into words. You, you should experience it for yourself!"

Yang Zongjing was waiting for this very response. Hearing this, a faint, mischievous smile appeared on his lips. He said to the alluring and beautiful actress again, "Miss Yang, I'm afraid I can't really understand it just by talking about it. How about this, you practice once first, and I'll see how you use your waist."

As he spoke, Yang Zongjing placed his hand on Yang Gongru's flat and firm abdomen, indicating that she could start hitting the ball.

Yang Gongru hadn't expected that her words would have such a result. As Yang Zongjing placed his hand on her soft yet firm abdomen, waves of masculine heat surged into her skin. Her abdomen was not far from her plump, fleshy lips, tightly encased in her clothing, so the heat, as it touched her abdomen, also reached her lips. As the

heat entered her lips, Yang Gongru felt a strange stimulation rise between her legs—a sweet, pleasurable sensation. Under this stimulation, Yang Gongru suddenly felt that Yang Zongjing's hand on her abdomen wasn't so unpleasant after all.

Hearing Yang Zongjing's words, Yang Gongru subconsciously twisted her waist, about to hit the ball, when Yang Zongjing suddenly whispered in her ear, "Miss Yang, wait a moment, slow down a little. If you move too fast, I'm afraid I won't be able to feel how you're using your waist."

As he spoke, Yang Zongjing gently stroked Yang Gongru's flat and firm abdomen.

Yang Gongru hadn't expected Yang Zongjing to be so bold, taking this opportunity to tease her lower abdomen. Her delicate face flushed red once more, but the fiery masculine aura emanating from Yang Zongjing and the gentle caress of his small hands on her abdomen rendered the alluring and beautiful starlet unable to resist. Moreover,

as if hypnotized by Yang Zongjing, Yang Gongru gradually slowed down her hip-twisting movements, giving him ample time to tease her body. Seeing that Yang Gongru's body had softened, Yang Zongjing's large hand began to caress her lower abdomen without restraint. Furthermore, the back of his hand intentionally or unintentionally attacked Yang Gongru's full and elastic breasts, tightly encased in her blouse.

As his hand slowly moved upwards, Yang Zongjing could feel it reaching the lower edge of Yang Gongru's full, elastic breasts, tightly encased in her blouse. The sensation there was so soft, yet with a hint of firmness. Yang Zongjing knew that the firmness came from Yang Gongru's undergarments.

Feeling the softness and elasticity, a mischievous thought arose in Yang Zongjing's mind. He slightly tightened his grip, pressing the back of his hand against Yang Gongru's full, elastic breasts. Yang Gongru's breasts seemed to sense this man's ill intentions, struggling against Yang Zongjing's hand, their alluring elasticity trying to repel his lecherous hand.

This made the warm, elastic sensation even more pronounced. Stimulated by this, Yang Zongjing became even more excited. He placed his other hand on Yang Gongru's lower abdomen and gently stroked it, murmuring, "Miss Yang, don't move. I... I think I'm pretty much sure how this force works. Don't move, let me take another look."

Yang Gongru already felt that Yang Zongjing was not only bringing the back of his hand close to the edge of her full, elastic breasts, which were tightly wrapped in her top, but was also squeezing them. How could a virgin girl withstand this? Sensing Yang Zongjing's ulterior motives, Yang Gongru instinctively tried to struggle and shake Yang Zongjing's hand off.

However, firstly, Yang Gongru herself felt that Yang Zongjing's gentle yet slightly provocative caresses gave her an indescribable sense of pleasure. Secondly, Yang Zongjing's timely words seemed to give Yang Gongru a reason to let Yang Zongjing's hands caress her body. So, after hearing Yang Zongjing's words, Yang Gongru gave up the idea of refusing Yang Zongjing's teasing and stood there quietly, letting Yang Zongjing tease her soft and youthful body.

Yang Zongjing naturally knew that his current actions had completely exceeded the scope of wanting to learn how to play ball from Yang Gongru. However, at this point, Yang Gongru had not shown any sign of rejecting him, which made Yang Zongjing realize that his opportunity had come. So, he placed one hand on Yang Gongru's lower abdomen and gently stroked it again. The hand that was originally only touching the edge of Yang Gongru's breasts became more and more excessive. Although he was still pressing on Yang Gongru's breasts with the back of his hand, the area of the pressure had expanded to most of Yang Gongru's breasts.

Yang Zongjing felt as if he were holding Yang Gongru in his arms. His hands were teasing her full, elastic breasts, which were tightly wrapped in her top. He could feel the warmth emanating from her soft, youthful body, and smell the alluring fragrance of this beautiful actress. The thought of enjoying this beautiful actress's body so quickly made Yang Zongjing even more excited, and a certain part of his body became even harder. Suddenly

, Yang Gongru's soft body stiffened slightly. It turned out that after Yang Zongjing felt his body become incredibly hard and hot, he deliberately pressed his body against one of Yang Gongru's full, elastic buttocks, which were tightly wrapped in her short skirt. Although Yang Gongru had never eaten pork, she had seen pigs walk. When she felt something pressing against her buttocks, she immediately realized what it was. How could a naive young girl not stiffen when she felt all this?

With a jolt of surprise, Yang Gongru shifted her body slightly forward. Yang Zongjing, as if sensing her intention, also moved forward, keeping his hard, hot body pressed against her full, elastic buttocks, tightly encased in her short skirt.

Not only that, but realizing that Yang Gongru hadn't yet excessively rejected him after his overly provocative actions, Yang Zongjing grew bolder, slowly thrusting his hips, his hard, hot body colliding against her full, elastic buttocks, still tightly encased in her short skirt.

Yang Zongjing felt that whenever he thrust forward, Yang Gongru's plump buttocks, tightly wrapped in her short skirt, would shyly sink in, as if enveloping his penis in a warm ocean. Conversely, whenever he pulled back, her full, round buttocks seemed reluctant to relinquish the stimulating sensation, immediately rebounding, keeping his body pressed against Yang Gongru's. The exquisite feeling was indescribable; only Yang Zongjing himself truly understood.

Yang Gongru felt that as Yang Zongjing's hard, hot body thrust against her full, elastic buttocks, tightly wrapped in her short skirt, the alluring sensation intensified. Each thrust brought an exceptionally pleasurable and stimulating feeling, and before she could fully process it, another thrust would begin. This sensation slowly accumulated within her, making it impossible for Yang Gongru to resist Yang Zongjing's increasingly excessive teasing.

Yang Zongjing was getting increasingly outrageous. His hand, which had initially been gently pressing the back of her breasts against her full, firm breasts tightly encased in her blouse, had now been turned around, and his entire palm was placed on her breasts, caressing them. The soft, elastic feel of her breasts made Yang Zongjing want to grab them and knead them thoroughly. However, Yang Zongjing knew that Yang Gongru was just an inexperienced young girl, and if he were too rough, he would frighten this alluring and beautiful actress, which would be detrimental to his future plans. Therefore, Yang Zongjing forcibly restrained his impulses, only gently caressing Yang Gongru's breasts.

Meanwhile, Yang Zongjing's other hand wasn't idle either. He began to lift the hem of Yang Gongru's top, reaching inside her clothes. As he made increasingly provocative gestures, Yang Zongjing murmured, "Miss Yang, it seems I can't feel how you use your waist through your clothes. Come on, let me try it and see if I can feel how you use your waist!"

As his hand slipped inside her clothes, the close contact allowed Yang Gongru to feel the hot, arousing sensation emanating from Yang Zongjing's hand. Stimulated by this, Yang Gongru couldn't help but moan softly, letting Yang Zongjing do as he pleased with her body.

Sensing that Yang Gongru showed no resistance whatsoever, Yang Zongjing, a seasoned womanizer, knew that now was the perfect opportunity to take advantage of this alluring and beautiful actress. Yang Zongjing was always one to seize any opportunity with women, and now that Yang Gongru was completely at his mercy, how could he let this rare chance slip by?

He continued to thrust his hard, hot body against Yang Gongru's full, elastic buttocks, tightly encased in her short skirt, while slowly lifting her blouse higher and higher until it reached her firm, full breasts. Then, he placed his hands, like two inverted bowls, over her full, elastic breasts, which were still tightly covered by her clothing.

How could a naive young girl resist such teasing? The thought that her pet rabbit, whom she had raised for over twenty years, had fallen into the hands of a strange man, and that this man's intentions seemed to go beyond that, filled Yang Gongru with a sense of shame. At the same time, the naive girl also became curious. Yang Zongjing's mere teasing had given her an unprecedented pleasure. What kind of feeling would it bring if he were to push his body, which was currently thrusting against her full and firm buttocks, into her plump and luscious mouth, tightly wrapped in her underwear, between her legs?

Because of this thought, Yang Gongru felt her body become unusually sensitive. Her body, which had been standing, now slumped softly into Yang Zongjing's arms. Not only that, but she also gently swayed her body, causing her full, elastic buttocks, tightly wrapped in her short skirt, to rub lightly against Yang Zongjing's hard, hot body.

"Miss Yang, your little rabbits are so alluring, so white and smooth! I really like them!"

Seemingly sensing that Yang Gongru's guard had been lowered under his teasing, Yang Zongjing suddenly revealed his true colors, teasing her further. Accompanying his words, Yang Zongjing suddenly squeezed hard, giving Yang Gongru's pair of full, elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her top, a firm squeeze.

Yang Gongru hadn't expected Yang Zongjing to utter such blatantly provocative words in front of her. She blushed deeply, but strangely enough, she felt no disgust at his increasingly excessive teasing. Instead, she felt a faint sense of pleasure. A trickle of saliva escaped from her plump, fleshy mouth, tightly encased in her clothing. At

this moment, Yang Zongjing seemed no longer content with merely caressing Yang Gongru's full, elastic breasts through her clothes. He freed one hand and placed it on the hem of her short skirt, gently teasing it. His other hand slipped inside her bra, teasing her breasts at close range.

By now, Yang Gongru's breathing had become heavy. Her soft, youthful body seemed to have lost all its strength, collapsing limply into Yang Zongjing's arms. The shy look in her large, watery eyes slowly faded, replaced by excitement and longing. She seemed to crave even more intense stimulation from Yang Zongjing, hoping to experience greater pleasure.

Yang Zongjing seemed to sense the needs of this alluring and beautiful actress. While gently kneading one of Yang Gongru's breasts, he said, "Miss Yang, can you feel it? What's pressing against your buttocks right now? Doesn't it look like a red-hot golf club?"

With that, Yang Zongjing thrust his hard, hot body heavily against Yang Gongru's buttocks once more.

Hearing Yang Zongjing's question, Yang Gongru couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her body involuntarily shifting slightly. She didn't answer him, however. Seeing her silence, Yang Zongjing's lust flared. He thrust his body forward again, slamming into Yang Gongru's full, firm buttocks, tightly encased in her short skirt.

Yang Gongru felt this thrust was far heavier than any she'd experienced before; the hard, hot heat suddenly pierced her. Sensing this, she took a deep breath and jerked forward. Yang Zongjing, caught off guard, managed to break free of her embrace.

Just as Yang Zongjing was feeling somewhat dejected, Yang Gongru suddenly turned around, her large, watery eyes gazing at him with undisguised intensity. As Yang Zongjing's gaze intensified, Yang Gongru suddenly lunged forward, like a swallow returning to its nest, throwing her soft, supple body into his arms. Once

inside, she writhed and squirmed, her large, watery eyes filled with excitement and longing as she looked at him. Seeing this, Yang Zongjing almost burst out laughing. He knew, of course, that this alluring and beautiful actress had aroused his desire, but because she was inexperienced, she didn't know how to express her needs, hence the way she looked at him.

Thinking that Yang Gongru had so easily taken advantage of him, Yang Zongjing was so happy he almost laughed out loud. He tightly embraced Yang Gongru's soft and supple body, kissed her delicate face, and whispered, "Miss Yang, do you want me? Then I'll satisfy you now, okay?"

Hearing Yang Zongjing's words, Yang Gongru felt a surge of shyness, but the tingling and empty feeling coming from her plump and luscious mouth, tightly wrapped in her underwear, made the alluring and beautiful actress forget her shyness. After hearing Yang Zongjing's words, she quickly nodded. Thus, a battle of passion began on the golf course. Fortunately, Feng Xiaogang had specifically instructed that no one else be allowed to come here; otherwise, wouldn't this battle be broadcast live to others?

Yang Gongru had long, straight, lustrous hair that cascaded over her shoulders, giving her an exceptionally graceful and captivating appearance. Her oval face possessed skin as white as jade, radiating a delicate and warm glow. Beneath her arched, autumn-mountain-like eyebrows were a pair of deep, penetrating eyes that seemed to see into the depths of one's soul. Her straight nose exuded confidence, but her beautiful, soft cherry lips softened any hint of fierceness beneath her heroic bearing, revealing a touch of gentleness. A beauty mark beneath her lips was a perfect finishing touch, adding an extra layer of allure to her otherwise aloof and unapproachable beauty. Truly, her face was flawless.

Yang Gongru was also tall and slender; Yang Zongjing reached out and pulled her into his arms. Yang Gongru nestled gently into Yang Zongjing's embrace, as tender as a kitten.

"Hehe...hehe..."

Yang Gongru, who was quietly nestled in Yang Zongjing's arms, suddenly giggled, as if she had thought of something funny. Yang Zongjing looked at her in confusion and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Yang Gongru's pretty face flushed red, and she suppressed her laughter as she said, "Mr. Yang, you're so naughty. I thought you were a good person, but I didn't expect you to have such lustful thoughts. You were teasing me like that just now. You suddenly—have—a beastly—outburst—hehe—"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but laugh again.

"Fine, you dare laugh at me? Let's see how I deal with you!"

Yang Zongjing feigned anger, reaching out to tickle her. Yang Gongru giggled, swaying her body to dodge Yang Zongjing's sneak attacks. In the midst of their playful tussle, Yang Zongjing's hand inadvertently touched Yang Gongru's prominent breasts. The sudden, strange sensation made both Yang Zongjing and Yang Gongru shudder, frozen in place.

Yang Zongjing felt an electric current surge from his fingertips throughout his body, his breathing becoming rapid. Although Yang Zongjing had explored Yang Gongru's breasts more than once, none seemed to have felt as intense as this. Uncontrollably, Yang Zongjing's large hand reached out and, through her clothes, grasped and kneaded Yang Gongru's breasts.

"Mmm..."

Yang Gongru let out a soft moan, her pretty face flushed red, her pearly teeth gently biting her lip, her cherry lips slightly parted, her expression a mixture of shyness and joy. Her large, watery eyes glanced at Yang Zongjing tenderly before closing shyly.

Yang Gongru placed her hands on Yang Zongjing's shoulders, tilting her head back slightly, which accentuated her beautifully shaped breasts, allowing Yang Zongjing more freedom of movement. Seeing Yang Gongru's understanding nature, Yang Zongjing's desire was instantly ignited. He grabbed the hem of her clothes and flipped them up, revealing her full, round breasts beneath her outer garment.

Although this wasn't the first time Yang Zongjing had seen Yang Gongru's beautiful breasts, seeing them again today made him stare intently. He buried his face between Yang Gongru's breasts, closed his eyes, and inhaled deeply, savoring the alluring scent of her breasts and her virginal fragrance, as delicate as orchids and musk.

"Ah..."

Yang Gongru gasped softly, her hands embracing Yang Zongjing's head and pressing it against her chest. Her delicate body trembled involuntarily, but she made no attempt to stop or struggle. Instead, she pressed Yang Zongjing's head even harder against her breasts, and a faint moan escaped from her fiery cherry lips.

Yang Gongru's moans reached Yang Zongjing's ears, arousing him and causing his body to react. Under Yang Zongjing's caresses and teasing, Yang Gongru's body trembled violently, her skin becoming burning hot. Yang Zongjing was perfectly aware of Yang Gongru's reaction; he knew he had aroused her virginity. He was secretly delighted and continued to tease her sensitive areas.

"Mmm... Mr. Yang... stop teasing me... carry me to the room... I don't want to be here..."

Yang Gongru, being a virgin, couldn't resist the seductive techniques of Yang Zongjing, a seasoned womanizer. Finally, unable to resist the tingling sensation, she bit Yang Zongjing's ear and surrendered with a soft moan. Since it was just a grassy area, Yang Gongru was still very shy.

Yang Zongjing was overjoyed. Heaven rewards the diligent! He was finally going to pluck this delicate flower, Yang Gongru. Suppressing his excitement, he scooped Yang Gongru up and carried her to a secluded spot at the end of the court. In his arms, Yang Gongru's face was flushed, her starry eyes half-closed, glancing at Yang Zongjing with a mixture of shyness and joy—she was incredibly alluring.

Once there, Yang Zongjing cupped her face, gazing tenderly into her beautiful eyes, and softly whispered in a devout voice, "Yang Gongru, I love you..."

At that moment, Yang Zongjing's heart belonged only to her.

"Mr. Yang, I love you too..."

Yang Gongru gazed intently at Yang Zongjing, her large, watery eyes brimming with tenderness, as if trying to melt him. Words were superfluous; Yang Zongjing and Yang Gongru embraced tightly, their kiss passionate.

The kiss ignited a fire of passion within them; their tongues intertwined, their tongues sucking and kissing tirelessly, their hands pulling each other close, as if trying to meld them into one another. Unbeknownst to them, the flames of desire burned ever brighter in their hearts, and the kiss alone could no longer satisfy them.

It's unclear who initiated it, but Yang Zongjing and Yang Gongru ended up embracing on the grass. Yang Gongru was already somewhat dazed and confused. She guided Yang Zongjing with her soft hands, gazing at him with seductive eyes, and said coquettishly, "Mr. Yang, love me..."

"I can see you're still very pure... It will hurt a little at first, just bear with it..."

Yang Zongjing gently reminded her, lifting her long, slender legs and wrapping them around his waist... "Yang Gongru, are you enjoying it?"

After her climax, Yang Gongru lay weakly in Yang Zongjing's arms, and he held her close.

Yang Zongjing turned Yang Gongru around, unable to suppress his increasingly rapid heartbeat, and frantically kissed Yang Gongru's breasts, lower abdomen, and thighs. He held Yang Gongru's snow-white body, leaving countless passionate kisses on her beautiful skin.

He held Yang Gongru and kissed her incessantly, then pushed her back onto the comfortable grass, and he pounced on her. At this moment, both Yang Gongru and Yang Zongjing on the grass were completely naked. Yang Zongjing held Yang Gongru tightly, kissing her passionately. Yang Gongru's two white breasts pressed and rubbed against Yang Zongjing's chest, and Yang Gongru let out a high-pitched moan...

Yang Zongjing pried open Yang Gongru's labia, revealing her bright red tender flesh, and made Yang Gongru kneel between his legs. Yang Gongru's charming eyes looked at Yang Zongjing's long, thick, red and purple penis. The glans was shiny and bright, with one eye bulging open. The entire pubic hair was black and fluffy, covering the entire lower abdomen and thighs. The glans was bulging, like a thick earthworm, coiled at the end of the glans. Yang Gongru saw bulging blue veins coiled on the shaft, and hard barbs tilted regularly towards the glans. Yang Gongru felt unbearably hot all over, and her petals were unbearably itchy. Suddenly, a warm current flowed down from her lower abdomen and overflowed from her petals.

Yang Gongru's petals were positioned directly in front of Yang Zongjing's mouth. He greedily parted her thick labia with his hands, exposing as much of the tenderest, most sensitive, and most stimulating red flesh as possible. His naturally long tongue could penetrate deep into the inner walls, twisting and turning to his heart's content, making Yang Gongru flustered and incredibly itchy. Suddenly, Yang Zongjing tilted his head back and took Yang Gongru's lustrous clitoris into his mouth, sucking and licking it fiercely, making Yang Gongru tremble all over. She scratched her ears and cheeks, her upper body shaking incessantly. The petals were also stimulated by the hard stubble on his face, causing spasms that almost made her feel incredibly beautiful.

The masculine odor and the fishy smell of his penis further aroused her desire. Her delicate neck rose and fell, her small mouth opening and closing as she worked Yang Zongjing's large penis, causing it to swell and throb. Clear, transparent fluid trickled from the tip of Yang Zongjing's penis, which was quickly sucked clean by her tender red mouth. Yang Gongru pressed her buttocks down, streams of nectar gushing from her petals, but the maddening itching tormented her relentlessly. She longed for his large penis to penetrate her completely, to relieve this unbearable torment. She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, bent and stretched her legs, twisting her waist and rotating her hips. Her long hair flew in the air, her face like a blooming red camellia, her legs tightly closed, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she let out muffled moans. Her arms and legs were no longer under her control; her limp body pressed against Yang Zongjing's.

Yang Zongjing's penis was still erect and proud, its glans thick and red. Yang Gongru naturally brought her labia together, and the hot penis was inserted to the root.

"Ah!... It's so full... so full..."

Yang Gongru cried out as Yang Zongjing's large penis was inserted into her labia, her face turning pale, sweat pouring down her back, her teeth clenched, and her whole body trembling. Yang Gongru felt as if there was a red-hot iron rod inside her labia, stirring up and down, making her feel incredibly comfortable. The tingling, numb, sour, and itchy sensation was incredibly pleasurable. The thick glans, as it moved in and out of her labia, quickly rubbed against the tender flesh of her vagina, producing such wonderful pleasure!

"Oh my god... so comfortable... so beautiful... so good!"

Yang Gongru slowly twisted her waist and turned her hips. Yang Zongjing reached out and kneaded her breasts. Her bright red nipples, the size of grapes, were beautiful and captivating.

Yang Zongjing thrust his hips upward with force, and his long, fleshy penis penetrated more than an inch. "Ouch! Be gentle, it's almost inside my uterus!" Yang Gongru rolled her eyes, panting heavily... She was incredibly alluring, beautiful, and captivating.

"Ouch..."

Yang Zongjing became more and more excited, more and more frantic. When his glans touched Yang Gongru's clitoris several times, she couldn't help but moan. She leaned down, hugging Yang Zongjing even tighter, her whole body convulsing even more violently. Yang Gongru's moans on the grass spurred Yang Zongjing on. His hips moved with increasing intensity; he thrust upwards, Yang Gongru pressed downwards, their movements perfectly synchronized, their rhythm precise. Yang Gongru's large, white buttocks writhed wildly, her movements growing increasingly excited, her heart pounding. Her vaginal walls contracted in waves, her clitoris sucking at his glans, his glans colliding with her clitoris, bringing Yang Zongjing to a climax of intense pleasure .

"I can't take it... anymore... I can't... anymore... I'm going to die..."

Before the moans subsided, semen gushed forth, soaking their pubic hair. Yang Gongru, exhausted, collapsed onto Yang Zongjing.

Yang Zongjing gazed at Yang Gongru after their intercourse, her alluring face even more beautiful. All of this stimulated Yang Zongjing's senses. Yang Gongru's trembling body, her eyes wide, rose shakily from the grass. Yang Zongjing pounced on his prey once more. With a soft cry of "Ah!", Yang Gongru and Yang Zongjing were drawn together like magnets... Yang Gongru wrapped one of her jade-like arms tightly around Yang Zongjing's neck, while her other hand, disregarding everything, reached down and grabbed Yang Zongjing's long, thick penis... Yang Gongru felt the pulse throbbing intensely on his penis, which bobbed up and down with each pulse. Then, Yang Gongru's hand slid down and grasped his testicles, gently kneading them.

When Yang Gongru's hand touched Yang Zongjing's penis and testicles, Yang Zongjing gasped, a surge of heat rising in his lower abdomen. Wave after wave crashed against each other. He couldn't help but stroke Yang Gongru's smooth back down, then down her full buttocks, the lubrication increasing as the fluid between their flesh increased. His two fingers slipped inside, gently teasing the swollen clitoris.

Yang Gongru groaned again… “Ah…ah…um…oh…”

Unable to bear the overwhelming stimulation, the current rushing to her central nervous system intensified and accelerated. With a cry of “Ah,” Yang Gongru knelt on the grass, cupping Yang Zongjing’s thick penis in her hands, swallowing it like a sausage. She sucked and pulled desperately, swallowing the trickle of salty semen, mixed with the pungent smell of the penis…

Yang Zongjing saw that Yang Gongru was still aroused, her thighs flowing with honey-like fluid. He felt his second orgasm approaching. With a gentle lift of his iron-like arms, he placed Yang Gongru on the grass, then leaped between her legs. Clenching his fists, he channeled his inner energy, causing his thick, erect penis to rise another eight degrees as if electrified. Gripping it, he aimed at the sticky, wet entrance to her paradise and thrust forcefully. With a "whoosh," his burning hot penis plunged deep into her core once more. Yang Gongru gasped, then cried out excitedly,

"...Ah...so good...it's killing me..."

Yang Zongjing looked at Yang Gongru's flushed face, aroused by desire, while Yang Gongru looked at Yang Zongjing's raised eyebrows. A surge of heat rose in both of their hearts, their desire burning even more fiercely. They embraced each other tightly, exchanging another passionate kiss. Yang Gongru suddenly thrust her fragrant tongue into his mouth. As Yang Zongjing fiercely sucked on her tongue, his penis increased its speed, thrusting over a hundred times in a row, relentlessly penetrating and withdrawing… The rhythmic sound of his penis at the point of contact with her vulva filled the air, accompanied by heavy breathing and the creaking of the grassy floor, vibrating across the entire lawn.

“Prepare, beauty, one more hundred thrusts.”

“Ah…ah…oh…ah…harder…right…there…oh…it’s so itchy…it feels so good…”

Yang Gongru cried out wildly, each cry higher than the last. Her supple waist twisted and writhed desperately.

At this moment, Yang Zongjing hugged Yang Gongru tightly, rolled over, and as soon as they switched positions, he pinned Yang Gongru beneath him. Yang Gongru eagerly awaited the pleasure he would bestow upon her. He plunged his large head down, his mouth instantly capturing her bright red nipple, his face pressed tightly against her breasts. He shook his head, sucking vigorously, sucking one, kneading the other, sucking that, kneading that, while his large penis thrust in and out of Yang Gongru's petals in the same rhythm… “Oh, oh… I can’t… take it… anymore… you’re making me… itchy… to… my… heart…”

Streams of love juice spurted from Yang Zongjing’s penis, flowing down her buttocks… Seeing that Yang Gongru was nearing climax, Yang Zongjing suddenly slowed his movements, giving her a moment to catch her breath.

Yang Gongru, eyes closed and mouth open, gasped for breath, her body convulsing with each rise and fall of her chest. Her cries of "Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!" gradually faded.

At this moment, Yang Zongjing felt the time was right and began to act. His hands began to grope haphazardly over Yang Gongru's breasts. Ah, he finally found them—two firm nipples. He pinched one nipple with each of his index, middle, and thumb fingers, slowly twisting and turning them. While twisting them, he also thrust in and out, the movements slow but rhythmic.

Just as the intense, agonizing stimulation that had gripped Yang Gongru's heart was beginning to subside, her nipples began to stir. Like two strings on a musical instrument, they played a passionate, unrestrained, generous, and stirring melody, shaking every nerve in her body and causing her blood to boil instantly. Her already restless internal organs were thrown into a frenzy… Yang Zongjing's hands and penis simultaneously accelerated, his obese body trembling wildly. He thrust in and out of her petals more than thirty times in a row, his body drenched in sweat, his breath coming in ragged gasps…

Such stimulation, such teasing, was unbearable for Yang Gongru. She climaxed again, and Yang Zongjing could no longer hold back. A stream of hot semen shot into Yang Gongru's petals for the second time that night. Even on their wedding night, Yang Zongjing had not been satisfied with his two acts of rape against her. Yang Zongjing caressed the alluring body before him, her breasts full and firm, her legs long and shapely, her buttocks round and round, her abdomen flat and firm. With every movement, her peach-like vulva opened, revealing her secret garden; waves of breasts and buttocks rippled, a fragrant breeze wafted through the air. It was a breathtaking sight, stirring the imagination.

He watched as Yang Gongru, under his teasing, gasped softly, her small, fragrant tongue occasionally licking her slightly parted lips, as if she were desperately thirsty. Her flushed skin was covered in fine beads of sweat, making her appear even more translucent. Her slender waist swayed like a snake, responding to his caresses, her long, shapely legs opening and closing slowly, as if she were still enjoying the pleasure of desire.

This breathtaking sight reignited Yang Zongjing's lust, and his penis once again became erect. He opened his mouth and began to kiss and suck wildly at Yang Gongru's slightly parted cherry lips. Their tongues intertwined tightly, and he felt the soft, tender touch. A fragrance like orchids and musk wafted into his nostrils, further stimulating Yang Zongjing's desire. He unconsciously increased the pressure on Yang Gongru's breasts with his left hand, kneading them hard. His right middle finger slowly penetrated Yang Gongru's peach blossom cave. Yang Gongru felt Yang Zongjing's finger piercing through her lower abdomen, and the tingling, itchy, sour, and numb pleasure was indescribably comfortable. For a moment, she couldn't bear to give up and had the urge to step forward and help. A tingling, full feeling instantly filled the emptiness in Yang Gongru's heart. All morality and reason had quietly disappeared, leaving only the body's pursuit of desire. Yang Gongru couldn't help but let out a soft, sweet moan from her nose, as if expressing endless satisfaction.

While passionately kissing Yang Gongru's cherry-like lips and tongue, he kneaded her firm yet tender breasts. His right middle finger was tightly wrapped by the warm, moist, and firm flesh of her secret cave, an indescribable pleasurable sensation that excited Yang Zongjing even more. His finger, buried deep within her secret cave, began to slowly thrust in and out, probing and exploring. He felt the tender flesh of her secret cave like layers of doors, wrapping around his finger between her legs, a truly indescribable pleasure. Yang Zongjing couldn't help but shout excitedly, "Exquisite! Truly exquisite! This is a treasure petal, one in a million!" His thrusting movements quickened, causing Yang Gongru to scream and moan wildly. Her pink buttocks and jade thighs swayed up and down incessantly, responding to Yang Zongjing's thrusts... Leaving Yang Gongru's cherry lips, he kissed his way down her snow-white neck, and what came into view were her high, firm breasts. The pale pink buds that were previously barely visible were now engorged and erect. Yang Zongjing couldn't help but open his mouth wide and take Yang Gongru's left breast into his mouth, sucking like a baby nursing. Sometimes he would stick out his tongue and quickly lick the pink bud, and sometimes he would gently bite the small nipple with his teeth. His left hand would also be constantly kneading the right bud. The tingling pleasure from the buds on her breasts made Yang Gongru moan and cry out involuntarily.

Suppressing his burning desire, Yang Zongjing slowly kissed his way down Yang Gongru's flat stomach. Instead of immediately attacking her private parts, he used his rough tongue to gently lick the inside of her round, straight thighs, causing Yang Gongru to tremble all over. Her moans grew louder and louder, her tender vaginal muscles opening and closing, sucking on Yang Zongjing's invading fingers. It was indescribably pleasurable. Even when Yang Zongjing slowly withdrew his fingers, Yang Gongru would still instinctively raise her pink toes. Her buttocks seemed reluctant to leave, as if Yang Gongru had completely fallen into the abyss of lust...

Yang Gongru's full, smooth body writhed like a twisted candy, pressed tightly against Yang Zongjing's body. Now, Yang Gongru's mind was filled only with desire, her long-suppressed allure... now uncontrollably aroused. At this moment, her breasts were being kneaded until they felt like they were about to burst, her peach blossom spring was being penetrated until she was completely out of control, a mixture of sour, sweet, numb, and painful sensations coexisting within her. Her alluring eyes darted about

like silk, she cried out in pleasure, and her breath came in rapid gasps. While kissing Yang Gongru's slender, exquisitely carved legs, Yang Gongru's legs kept kicking and flailing. After a considerable effort, Yang Zongjing lifted Yang Gongru's legs high and pressed them against her chest. In this way, Yang Gongru's entire peach blossom spring and her anus were exposed to Yang Zongjing's eyes. Yang Gongru's body was burning with lust, her face flushed red.

Yang Zongjing was completely mesmerized by the beautiful scenery before him. He lifted Yang Gongru's buttocks high and carefully examined her private parts, which he had violated multiple times. He saw that the entrance to her vagina was open, revealing tender pink flesh and a luscious pink clitoris. As Yang Gongru twisted, her vaginal muscles opened and closed slowly, as if anticipating something. A stream of clear fluid gushed out, flowing down her buttocks and back, stimulating Yang Zongjing so much that he trembled all over and even drooled involuntarily.

Yang Zongjing stretched out his trembling hands, which roamed over Yang Gongru's round, pert buttocks and firm, tender thighs. His eyes were fixed on Yang Gongru's slowly swaying, snow-white buttocks. Finally, Yang Zongjing couldn't resist and cupped Yang Gongru's round buttocks. He opened his mouth and covered Yang Gongru's peach blossom cave with a series of sucking sounds. Yang Gongru was struck as if by lightning, as if her internal organs had been sucked out. In a panic, a torrent of urine shot out, and she actually urinated all over Yang Zongjing's head and face. Yang Gongru, who was usually very clean, was aroused by Yang Zongjing's teasing and actually urinated in front of Yang Zongjing. She was immediately ashamed and her face turned as red as nail polish. She closed her eyes tightly and couldn't say a word... Yang Zongjing even stuck out his tongue and licked it, saying, "Thank you for your generous rain. I have no way to repay you. Let me clean up the mess for you as a token of my gratitude!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and began licking the wet entrance to her secret cave and her buttocks. A shy yet tingling sensation, like a giant hammer, made Yang Gongru twist her snow-white buttocks and timidly say, "No...don't do this...ah..."

Hearing Yang Gongru say this, Yang Zongjing became even more persistent. He gripped Yang Gongru's waist and hips tightly, not letting her move an inch. His nimble tongue kept wandering between the entrance to her secret cave and her buttocks, sometimes sucking on the pink clitoris, sometimes licking it gently, and sometimes even inserting his tongue into her secret cave and stirring it around. Sometimes he would move to the pale red chrysanthemum bud and slowly lick it. A faint smell of urine mixed with Yang Gongru's body fragrance created a mixture of sensations, which further aroused Yang Zongjing, making him even more frenzied. His mouth movements unconsciously quickened.

Under Yang Zongjing's constant teasing, waves of tingling pleasure surged through Yang Gongru's mind. Coupled with the attack on her anus, a shameful yet pleasurable sensation spread through her body. Yang Gongru felt an unbearable itch, as if insects were crawling all over her, and she involuntarily tried to twist her body again. However, Yang Zongjing's hands, tightly gripping her waist and hips, prevented her from moving an inch. A burning, stifling sensation made it difficult for her to breathe, and her soft moans gradually became frantic, interspersed with seductive, soul-stirring cries. This only excited Yang Zongjing more. Before long, Yang Gongru

screamed "Ah..." again, her whole body trembling violently. Her vaginal fluids gushed out once more, and she went limp, her mind blank, only heavy, labored breathing escaping from her mouth and nose.

Seeing Yang Gongru climax again, Yang Zongjing got up, took a wet wipe, first wiped the urine and honey off his body, and then gently cleaned Yang Gongru. Yang Gongru, who was half-conscious, felt a cool and comfortable feeling slowly spreading through her body. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her tone full of infinite satisfaction and coquettishness.

Yang Zongjing slowly leaned over Yang Gongru and kissed her slightly parted cherry lips again. She wrapped her arms tightly around Yang Zongjing's neck, passionately entwining herself with him. Her trembling breasts rubbed against his strong chest, her slender waist swayed rapidly from side to side, her peach blossoms hungrily rising and falling, her snow-white legs spread to their limit, clamping Yang Zongjing tightly. Her pink and plump buttocks swayed and spun rapidly, perfectly matching Yang Zongjing's fierce onslaught. Yang Zongjing gently pushed and kneaded Yang Gongru's high, firm breasts with both hands, his thumb and forefinger kneading the buds. Yang Gongru, who was still immersed in the afterglow of her climax, was extremely sensitive all over her body. Under Yang Zongjing's skillful teasing, she felt another wave of tingling pleasure rise up. She couldn't help but open her cherry lips and intertwine them tightly with Yang Zongjing's invading tongue. Her hands were tightly wrapped around Yang Zongjing's back, stroking it gently.

Seeing Yang Gongru completely immersed in the vortex of lust, Yang Zongjing's actions with his hands and mouth became even more frantic. After about half an incense stick's time, the moans emanating from Yang Zongjing's mouth became more rapid again, and her pair of slender, beautiful legs were tightly wrapped between Yang Zongjing's waist and hips. Her slender waist kept thrusting upwards, seemingly unable to bear the burning desire in her heart. Her secret hole below her crotch kept rubbing against Yang Zongjing's hot, thick, and hard penis. Under Yang Zongjing's teasing, Yang Gongru's desire rose to the point of almost going crazy again, and Yang Zongjing actually stopped his actions.

Yang Zongjing inserted his penis into Yang Gongru's petals again and began to thrust in and out with abandon. With each thrust, Yang Gongru's slender waist and pink buttocks swayed and throbbed in response, producing a series of slapping sounds. Her moans and groans filled the air, her seductive voice further fueling Yang Zongjing's frenzy. He continued his powerful and unrestrained thrusting within Yang Gongru's petals, driving her almost to madness. She cried out repeatedly, "Ah...so good...ah...so good...again...harder...oh...yes...so good...ah...again...coming...I can't take it anymore...ah...I can't take it anymore..."

Yang Gongru's head swayed from side to side, her flowing hair flying like a waterfall. Her body thrashed and rippled with each thrust, creating waves of breasts and buttocks—a truly indescribable beauty.

The two engaged in frenzied intercourse, and suddenly the world spun around them. Their bodies convulsed and trembled uncontrollably. Yang Zongjing felt Yang Gongru's tender vaginal flesh contract and rotate powerfully, tightly gripping his penis. This grip brought Yang Zongjing immense pleasure, and he quickly pressed his penis tightly against the tender flesh at the center of her vagina, grinding and rotating it incessantly. This made Yang Gongru's hair stand on end, as if she had ascended to the ninth heaven. With a long scream, a torrent of hot fluid gushed out, scalding Yang Zongjing's penis, causing it to throb uncontrollably. After ejaculating, Yang Gongru collapsed on the grass, panting heavily. A bewitching blush rose on her cheeks, and her body continued to tremble slightly, unable to move an inch. At the same time, Yang Zongjing's semen shot out for the third time deep into Yang Gongru's petals...

After their intense lovemaking, Yang Zongjing lay on the grass, panting heavily, savoring the immense stimulation of the scene he had just witnessed. This alluring and beautiful actress was not only a beauty but also a virgin. Yang Zongjing recalled the strange tightness and warmth he felt when he inserted his hard and hot body between her legs, into her plump and luscious mouth tightly wrapped in her underwear. He knew he had struck gold.

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