[Urban] The Playboy Emperor of the Entertainment Industry (Complete) - 22-24

Chapter 104:

The submission of "Category III Erotic Actress" Yvonne Yung and Kristy Yang meant that Yang Zongjing's harem had gained another member. However, because Kristy Yang was currently filming several dramas, she did not participate in "A Step into the Past."

In the afternoon, Yang Zongjing summoned another actress from the company, Yvonne Yung, and called her to a room.

Yvonne Yung was born on September 17, 1968, in Hong Kong Special Administrative Region. She is a film and television actress and singer, and graduated from the Dance Department of the Hong Kong Academy for Performing Arts.

In 1989, she participated in the Miss Asia pageant and won the championship, entering the entertainment industry. Later, she starred in films and television dramas such as "Looking Back at Today," "The Best Talented Scholar," "Temple Street Heroes," "Shanghai 1949," "The Legend of the Condor Heroes," and "Uncle, I Love You." She later starred in many Category III films, such as "The Secret Life of Empress Dowager Cixi" and "Ten Tortures of the Qing Dynasty."

At this time, Yvonne Yung was only thirty years old, the most perfect time for a woman. Yvonne Yung naturally understood the new boss's intentions. Although she was not very willing, she could only accept it!

The room was small, with light streaming in through the only window, making it somewhat dim. By the light, a clothes rack could be seen in one corner, and a shapely figure lay quietly on the spacious bed.

As agreed, the woman had been waiting for some time…

Yang Zongjing swallowed hard and slowly walked towards the figure. “Honghong, I’m here!”

Yang Zongjing reached the reclining body and spoke to the woman in as gentle a tone as possible, though his eyes radiated a burning lust.

The thirty-year-old Weng Hong trembled involuntarily upon hearing her boss’s words. She slowly turned her head, trying to look calmly at the handsome but lewd man before her, and softly said, “I’ve been waiting for you here for a long time.”

Yang Zongjing’s eyes lit up; every time he saw Weng Hong’s face, he felt a surge of desire. A rosy face, arched willow-leaf eyebrows, large, watery eyes, a delicate nose, and a rosy little mouth—good heavens! Yang Zongjing exclaimed inwardly, "Heaven is truly kind to me, sending such a beautiful woman to me. I will absolutely not let any opportunity slip by."

Yang Zongjing slowly squatted down, gently lifting the woman's face with his hand, gazing at her lustfully, a thin trickle of saliva dribbling from the corner of his mouth.

Yang Zongjing grinned lewdly as he bent down, tearing open Weng Hong's clothes, instantly revealing her pair of snow-white breasts to him. Throughout the entire process, Weng Hong remained very quiet, obediently cooperating with the man's actions. When the man's large hand landed directly on her breasts, Weng Hong's body involuntarily flinched slightly, but quickly became still, silently enduring Yang Zongjing's fondling of her body.

“You know your fate in this company is in my hands. I can help you achieve greater success, or I can destroy you at any time. So you can only beg me to comfort you.”

Yang Zongjing said as he sat cross-legged on the bed, laying Weng Hong’s frail body flat on his lap, making it easy for him to enjoy himself.

At this moment, Weng Hong silently cooperated with the man’s actions, letting him do as he pleased, like a puppet on strings…

As a master at playing with women, Yang Zongjing controlled his desires well. He slowly caressed the woman’s breasts, watching her snow-white breasts change shape in his hands, filling Yang Zongjing with a sense of conquest. He lowered his head, opened his mouth and took a pink nipple into his mouth, while using one hand to spread Weng Hong’s tightly closed legs, and then slowly moved down.

Yang Zongjing's fingers quickly reached Weng Hong's clitoris. He gently stroked the pubic hair with one finger while the other began to tease her dark red vaginal opening. "Honghong, I've touched your clitoris. How is it? Does it feel good?"

Weng Hong silently closed her eyes, her mouth tightly shut. Her heart was filled with pain. She hated herself for being a woman, and even more so for not being able to control her body. She was a conservative woman; all she ever wanted was for the man she loved to see her mature, naked body. But several agency owners had taken a liking to her, all wanting to turn her into a tool for their sexual gratification. Now her body was being played with. She shouldn't feel anything, but her body betrayed her. A tingling, itchy sensation spread from her lower body throughout her entire being. Unconsciously, she gently twisted her body, yearning for more pleasure from the bottom of her heart.

Yang Zongjing's fingers were already covered in the vaginal fluid flowing from Weng Hong's body. Satisfied, he released the woman in his arms and stood up. "Honghong, was that good? Now it's your turn to serve me!"

This wasn't the first time this had happened. Weng Hong knew what Yang Zongjing wanted, and naturally, she dared not disobey this man's wishes. So, she slowly straightened up, stretched out her two beautiful hands, and slowly pulled down Yang Zongjing's shorts, revealing his dark, battle-hardened penis. Weng Hong loathed performing oral sex on men, because every time, the stench of a man's penis made her want to vomit, but her hands still involuntarily grasped that thick, erect penis, hesitating.

"What are you waiting for? Do you want me to get angry?"

Yang Zongjing had had his eyes closed for quite a while, but hadn't felt Weng Hong's movements. He couldn't help but open his eyes and glare angrily at the woman.

Weng Hong closed her eyes in grievance, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. "Why does fate always play such tricks on me?"

Tears welled up inside her. She opened her mouth and groped for Yang Zongjing's penis, taking it into her mouth and licking the glans with her tongue.

"That's more like it!"

Yang Zongjing had achieved his goal. He closed his eyes, grabbed Weng Hong's shoulders, and tried to bring her face close to his genitals. "As long as you listen to me, I won't mistreat you. I'll try my best to arrange more film roles for you. Don't worry!"

Yang Zongjing said this, but inside he was overjoyed. This woman was too easy to handle; a few threats would be enough. Speaking of which, he still had to thank his old buddy Liu Yanming for his excellent training back then!

Thinking of this, Yang Zongjing's penis slowly grew thicker and larger under Weng Hong's efforts.

Weng Hong served the man diligently, her weakness firmly in his grasp. One hand reached to Yang Zongjing's chest, playing with one of his nipples, while the other hand gripped his penis, stroking it back and forth. Her tongue licked every corner of his penis. The man's three-inch-long penis stood erect in her mouth, making it hard for Weng Hong to breathe. She couldn't help but spit out his penis to catch her breath, but her hand didn't stop; his penis, covered in saliva, was incredibly smooth.

Chapter 105 Dry Cannon Weng Hong

looked at the thing before her, feeling her lower body completely wet. An itch emanating from her bones made her unable to control her body; she longed for her body to be penetrated by the penis before her.

Yang Zongjing's body trembled slightly; he felt his body burning, waves of pleasure washing over him. He suddenly pulled his penis away from Weng Hong's hand; he could barely hold on.

Yang Zongjing roughly pushed Weng Hong onto the bed, then pressed his body against her soft flesh. He parted her legs and, guiding his penis, slowly inserted it deep into her warm vagina.

"So good!"

Weng Hong finally couldn't help but let out a sweet moan. She felt something hot squeeze into her body, burning her with pleasure. She automatically parted her legs and wrapped them around Yang Zongjing's waist, pressing their lower bodies tightly together.

"Weng Hong, you're my woman now. You have to stay with me from now on..."

Yang Zongjing gently bit the beautiful woman's earlobe with his teeth, blowing warm breath onto her fair, slender neck: "Remember, I am now the only man in your life, and your tender little hole can only be penetrated by my big penis!"

"Ah... my darling Honghong... your little hole is truly exquisite, so tight and narrow, it leaves me no room at all."

Yang Zongjing's "big guy" was immersed in Weng Hong's vagina, tightly and swollenly filling the narrow, tender walls of her vagina. Yang Zongjing licked away her tears, then kissed the beautiful woman's slightly upturned, sexy red lips. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, playing with it wantonly. His large hands then caressed the beautiful woman's soft, boneless, naked, delicate, snow-white body.

Yang Zongjing didn't rush to thrust, only feeling his little brother being enveloped by the warm, moist, tender flesh of the beautiful woman's honey hole, being sucked lightly, which was exceptionally comfortable. Moreover, it seemed as if her cave was made up of countless fleshy rings connected together, and after his little brother was inserted, it felt as if he was tightly bound by countless fleshy rings.

A strange, lewd smile flashed across Yang Zongjing's face. He then pulled most of his penis out of Weng Hong's tender vagina, leaving the glans inside.

Slowly, he withdrew his penis, and when the glans reached the entrance, he thrust it back in rapidly, all the way to the deepest point. Each time he thrust all the way in, the beautiful woman's body would twitch. After dozens of slow thrusts, her eyes were glazed, and her body trembled violently.

Weng Hong was almost insane with pleasure. She shook her head frantically, her beautiful long hair cascading onto the bed. She began to moan softly, "Ah...husband...save me...ah...ah...it hurts so much..."

Weng Hong couldn't distinguish between pleasure and pain; her mind was a mess.

Weng Hong's vagina was already overflowing with love juice, and with Yang Zongjing's thrusts, it immediately made a

very pleasant and exciting "squelch! squelch!" sound.

As Yang Zongjing gently thrust his penis in and out, he didn't forget to further tease the woman's body. He continued to kiss Weng Hong's cherry lips passionately, licking the base of her tongue with his own, while simultaneously caressing her high, beautiful breasts.

This three-pronged approach made Weng Hong, who was "long parched," feel extremely comfortable. Her whole body tingled with pleasure, and waves of ecstasy surged from her lower abdomen with each rub and movement of the penis inside her. This caused Weng Hong to instinctively moan, "Ah... ah ah... ah... Mr. Yang... oh!"

With the rhythm of this stranger's hot, hard penis entering and exiting her body, Weng Hong not only panted heavily but also let out excited, blissful, and indistinct moans.

Yang Zongjing worked for over an hour, and Dr. Weng Hong experienced unparalleled pleasure. Finally, she felt an unprecedented climax approaching, especially as Yang Zongjing's movements became increasingly intense, as if he too was nearing his peak. Although Weng Hong didn't know that was the feeling of orgasm, she could instinctively predict that the pleasure at the peak would be incredibly wonderful. She couldn't help but feel increasingly aroused, "...My love...my good husband...send me to heaven...ah...do it...do it as many times as you want...I...I...I'm at your mercy...I will...I will serve you until you're comfortable...ah...ah...ah ah...ah ah...ah ah...ah..."

Hearing Weng Hong's lewd voice, Yang Zongjing felt extremely excited and stimulated, feeling his ejaculation almost coming to an end. Without holding back, his firm abdomen relentlessly pounded against the beautiful Weng Hong's snow-white mons pubis, producing a series of slapping sounds. After a barrage of rapid thrusts, it seemed all his strength was concentrated in his penis, plunging in all the way. His hard glans, like a drill, forcefully broke through Weng Hong's tender, red vulva, penetrating its depths. Then, like a volcanic eruption, hot, milky-white semen shot onto Weng Hong's delicate vaginal walls. Immediately, Weng Hong's vaginal walls convulsed, and streams of warm, slippery vaginal fluid flowed out. Her whole body tensed, and then, as if all her strength had been drained

, she collapsed. After ejaculating, Yang Zongjing lay on top of Weng Hong, smiling excitedly. He leaned down and gently kissed Weng Hong's sexy, moaning lips, inserting his tongue to suckle her sweet saliva. Weng Hong responded passionately to his tongue, letting out heart-stirring moans. Amidst the continuous moans in the room, harmonizing with the beautiful music of their bodies colliding on the bed, both finally exhausted themselves. After their final, sweet climax, they collapsed completely. Not only was Weng Hong unable to utter a sound, but even the battle-hardened Yang Zongjing was now powerless to move, unable even to utter the words of flirtation to the beautiful woman. He could only lie with her on the bed, letting his panting slowly subside…

Weng Hong was still silently weeping. After the climax of their lovemaking, her entire body went limp, with only her breasts heaving rapidly, causing her round, high breasts to tremble. Her small, red mouth opened and closed repeatedly, her breath sweet as orchids, her starry eyes hazy, and her cheeks flushed. Her entire body was covered in fragrant sweat, her long, black hair disheveled, and a trace of intoxicating spring remained on her beautiful face, her lovely cheeks still flushed like fire. Chapter 106 After being taken advantage of,

Jiang Qinqin and Weng Hong, who played the "Pure Empress," finally went from unwilling to willing and became Yang Zongjing's woman. It was already quite good that Yang Zongjing didn't mind her past in Category III films and was willing to accept her! However, Weng Hong still had several films to shoot, so she didn't appear in *A Step into the Past*. ... Meanwhile, in the Hong Kong Tencent branch office, Li Jun brought in a document. "Boss, the company has signed several more actors. Here are their details..." Yang Zongjing nodded, picked up the document, and looked at it. He saw that some were quite talented actresses, but Yang Zongjing had absolutely no interest in them. However, there were a few whose eyes lit up instantly. Those were: Hu Ke, Jiang Qinqin, Li Ruotong, Vivian Hsu, Chingmy Yau, Gigi Lai, Ning Jing, and Yao Leyi! These were all great beauties in the entertainment industry! Yang Zongjing glanced at them, his eyes lighting up. "Tell me about them, okay?" he asked. Li Jun nodded and said, "Hu Ke and Jiang Qinqin are both mainland actresses. Hu Ke is a small-time host, and our company signed her without much effort! Jiang Qinqin just graduated from the Beijing Film Academy and was also easily signed. Li Ruotong is the actress who starred in 'The Return of the Condor Heroes.' As for Vivian Hsu, she started out in Taiwan with Category III films, so those two were easy to sign too. Gigi Lai and Yao Leyi are both from TVB and have signed with Tencent. As for Chingmy Yau, she originally planned to retire this year, but she recently lost a lot of money investing in stocks, so she has to continue acting..." "Oh...I see!" Yang Zongjing chuckled and said, "Then I'll start with Jiang Qinqin this time..." "Oh, boss, but I've met Jiang Qinqin before, and she's very clean. She probably won't give in easily..." Li Jun hesitated for a moment before saying. "She has relatives, right?" Yang Zongjing smiled. Li Jun nodded and said, "She still has elderly parents at home..." "In that case... I understand!" Yang Zongjing chuckled, having made up his mind... Two days later, Jiang Qinqin appeared in Yang Zongjing's office.

At this moment, Jiang Qinqin sat quietly in her chair, letting the breeze ruffle her hair. Her slender eyebrows, clear, beautiful eyes, delicate nose, sensual lips, and smooth forehead were perfectly proportioned on her pure and ethereal face. Her long, black hair was tied back with a white handkerchief, further accentuating her youthful beauty and charm. A pale white dress perfectly outlined her slender and graceful curves. The thin silk dress revealed her high, full breasts, and her white tank top was faintly visible. Beneath the knee-length skirt, her long, jade-like legs, clad in semi-transparent flesh-colored stockings, were crystal clear, snow-white, and alluring. She wore pink strappy high-heeled sandals. What a dignified, elegant, and otherworldly fairy she was! At this moment, she sat in the chairman's office, lost in thought, her face filled with melancholy.

At this moment, Yang Zongjing walked in. Jiang Qinqin's eyes lit up immediately upon seeing him. "Mr. Yang, you're back!"

"Miss Qinqin, were you waiting for me? I was held up by some things, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!"

Yang Zongjing said, while simultaneously appraising Jiang Qinqin's shapely figure and her clean, elegant, and pure face.

Jiang Qinqin could naturally feel this man's eyes lingering on her from the moment he entered, his gaze seemingly trying to pull down her snow-white dress. She regretted wearing it. Did he have ulterior motives? Be careful, be careful.

"If Miss Qinqin has any difficulties, I'd be happy to help."

As he spoke, his tall figure slowly approached Jiang Qinqin, his hot breath already hitting her face.

"No, no need."

Looking at his wicked smile, Jiang Qinqin felt a chill run down her spine. She quickly stepped past him; surely this guy wouldn't follow her to the door.

But in the instant she rounded the obstacle, a leather shoe "just happened" to get caught on her high heel. The sudden loss of balance caused Jiang Qinqin to stumble forward, about to make intimate contact with the marble floor. But then, a strong arm grabbed her slender arm, pulling her sharply back into his embrace.

Jiang Qinqin, her cheeks flushed with shock, nestled against his broad chest, breathing rapidly, her clothes slightly disheveled from the commotion. She had waited for Yang Zongjing for so long, filled with anticipation and hope. Although she had heard many rumors about his womanizing and the initial nervousness and fear had almost made her run away, the scene in the hospital flashed before her eyes. Through the large glass window, she saw the frail figure lying on the hospital bed. Her mother had a similarly beautiful face, but now her complexion was so pale. Jiang Qinqin's eyes began to blur and well up with tears again.

"Please, Mr. Yang, my mother suddenly collapsed yesterday morning. It's been diagnosed as late-stage leukemia, and almost all hospitals are helpless. There's a rumor that a new drug has just been developed in America that can cure this disease, but it's incredibly expensive. My mother is on the verge of death, and the people at the company told me… only you can help me. I hope you can save my mother, please!"

Jiang Qinqin almost knelt at Yang Zongjing's feet, tears welling in her eyes. "Get up, get up, Miss Qinqin. Tell me slowly!"

Yang Zongjing quickly helped Jiang Qinqin up. This was all part of his plan. First, he would use Lan'er to make Jiang Qinqin's mother contract an incurable disease, and then… hehe…

"Mr. Yang, I know it's a bit unreasonable, but… I can't just watch my mother's life slip away like this. I beg you,"

Jiang Qinqin said, choking back sobs.

"Oh dear, I just can't resist a beautiful woman crying," Yang Zongjing smoothed his hair. "Helping is possible, but…"

He clasped his hands together and rested his arms on the table.

“Of course, I won’t take Mr. Yang’s money for nothing. Consider this a temporary loan. I’m willing to sell myself to the company, to make movies, TV series, and commercials for the company for free for the rest of my life.”

Jiang Qinqin assumed Yang Zongjing was reluctant to part with the money.

“No, no, no, Miss Qinqin, you misunderstand. Although I’m very busy, such small amounts of money are nothing to me. What I want is…”

Following his gaze, Jiang Qinqin realized that the snow-white dress she had hastily put on was already soaked with sweat. The part clinging to her chest outlined the perfect contours of her breasts, and her full bust caught his eye.

Yang Zongjing carefully examined her. Today, Jiang Qinqin was wearing a white silk low-cut off-shoulder top, which made her cleavage faintly visible. The tight snow-white dress accentuated her slender waist and full hips, and the semi-transparent flesh-colored stockings and high heels further showcased her long, jade-like legs. Her graceful expression and charming demeanor were hundreds of times better in person than on screen. He secretly praised her, “She’s truly a rare beauty!” Jiang Qinqin quickly covered her chest with her hands, unconsciously taking a step back. "Ah?—You're going to…you're taking advantage of me! I thought you were a righteous and promising young man, but I never expected you to be in cahoots with those heartless, unscrupulous merchants!"

Guessing his thoughts, she couldn't help but burst into curses, her clear, gentle voice still stirring the blood even when she was cursing.

"Miss Qinqin is indeed incredibly intelligent. You understand so quickly."

Yang Zongjing wasn't angry. "I'm a businessman, and I believe in fair trade in everything I do. I just want Miss Qinqin to be my lover, how about it? Miss Qinqin can consider it. I'll be waiting for your call anytime, waiting for you to come back for our appointment!"

Then he watched her leave with a provocative look in his eyes.

Yang Zongjing truly liked Jiang Qinqin. Jiang Qinqin possessed a unique and captivating charm, an innate nobility, purity, and an unparalleled beauty. Beneath her frail appearance lay a deep resilience, and beneath her indifferent demeanor lay an unyielding affection. It's safe to say that Jiang Qinqin is absolutely the most beautiful woman in period dramas, especially her role as the Second Dream in her previous life—she was simply stunning.

At this moment, shyness and anger had flushed Jiang Qinqin's face bright red. Her mother's life was important, but this guy's demands were outrageous! Never selling herself for personal gain was Jiang Qinqin's principle; even her parents couldn't force her to do something she didn't want to do. ...

The scorching sunlight streamed into Jiang Qinqin's hotel room. In her hand, a tulip-shaped flute-shaped goblet held a pale yellow liquid. Watching the tiny bubbles rise to the surface was sometimes a pleasure.

Jiang Qinqin felt like a lamb awaiting sacrifice. Did she have a choice? If something happened to her mother because of her, she would never forgive herself!

After finishing the last glass of champagne, Jiang Qinqin gently put down the glass and picked up the two empty bottles lying on the floor. Slightly unsteady, she walked to the dressing mirror opposite the bed, slowly pulling down the straps of her nightgown, letting it cascade down to her feet.

Jiang Qinqin never wore tight-fitting underwear at home, so her full, round breasts immediately popped out; her D-cup breasts stood proudly even without external assistance. Because of her love for sports and travel, her smooth abdomen had no excess fat, and her long, beautiful legs were elegantly straight.

A pink blush rose to her already tipsy face, and her hazy eyes held a seductive expression she rarely showed. Normally, Jiang Qinqin was confident that her figure and face were no less than those of actresses like Zhao Yazhi and Cherie Chung, and she would never accept any unspoken rules. But this time…

Jiang Qinqin felt the alcohol taking effect, her mind becoming increasingly unresponsive. Finally, she managed to walk to the bedside and could only lean against it…

She would use her body to save her mother's life!

Chapter 107: For Her Mother, Jiang Qinqin Offers Her Body (Part 1)

After a thorough grooming, a radiant and aloof beauty appeared in the dressing mirror. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded smoothly over her shoulders, a light white lace blouse accentuated her graceful upper body, and an elegant pinkish-white knee-length skirt with artistic floral patterns adorned her figure. Her straight, smooth legs were covered in flesh-colored stockings, and she wore cream-colored high heels, making Jiang Qinqin's already tall figure appear even more striking.

Her fair and delicate face was lightly powdered, her crimson lips were luscious, and a platinum earring completed the look—everything was perfect. Inheriting her mother's beauty, she was quite confident in her appearance, but this time she would have to use them… She bit her lip, took out her phone, and dialed Yang Zongjing's number.

When Jiang Qinqin stepped back into the spacious office, she saw the playboy in the black bespoke suit leaning back in his chair, leisurely watching her. Then, he casually picked up the phone. "From now on, I won't see anyone or answer any calls."

Hanging up, Yang Zongjing whistled lightly and said, "Miss Qinqin is indeed a beauty of unparalleled grace and charm! Even off-screen, you are a pure and ethereal fairy, untouched by worldly concerns. One glance could topple a city, a second glance could topple a nation!"

Ignoring his flippant words, Jiang Qinqin replied in her calmest voice, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Yang. I only hope you are a man of your word."

"Of course,"

Yang Zongjing sat up straight, took a document from his desk, and handed it to her. "This is a draft document. If Miss Qinqin agrees after reading it, please sign it."

Was this her indenture? Jiang Qinqin gave a bitter laugh. She picked it up and saw it read: "I, Jiang Qinqin, voluntarily offer my body to Mr. Yang Zongjing. For the rest of my life, he can do anything to me, including… And Mr. Yang Zongjing will begin the best treatment for Ms. Jiang Qinqin's mother tomorrow until she is fully recovered."

Jiang Qinqin only read the beginning and end; who would want to read the damned middle part? She picked up the pen on his desk, quickly signed her name, and handed it back to him.

"Hmm, not bad, such delicate handwriting. No wonder you're considered a talented woman among today's beautiful stars."

Listening to Yang Zongjing's frivolous teasing, Jiang Qinqin looked around the office again. Besides the desk and chair by the window, the only other furniture was the large red sofa opposite. Was her precious virginity going to be taken in this godforsaken place? Jiang Qinqin felt a strange sadness. From the moment she signed her name, she knew her body no longer belonged to her.

"However, Ms. Qinqin seems to have forgotten something?"

Hmm? Yang Zongjing's words snapped her out of her reverie. Jiang Qinqin looked at him questioningly. "You didn't sign it,"

he said, pointing to her signature.

"But I didn't bring my personal seal. Could I use a fingerprint?"

Idiot, how could she possibly bring everything? It wasn't like she was here to sign an advertising contract.

"No need for that,"

Yang Zongjing said, shaking his finger with a mischievous smile. Jiang Qinqin felt a little uneasy. "I'll use Miss Qinqin's beautiful lip print instead."

"Huh?"

What was this guy talking about? Was he joking? But looking at his serious eyes, Jiang Qinqin gently picked up the signed document. This method of signing was rather embarrassing. "But since I'm already here, what can't I do, Qinqin?"

she told herself, pursing her lips and pressing them against the document.

When Jiang Qinqin shyly removed the document, a deep red, full lip print was already imprinted on it. "Damn little rascal, big pervert, high-class scoundrel, rich kid,"

she cursed inwardly. Just then, Jiang Qinqin suddenly realized that the tall figure was standing in front of her.

Yang Zongjing pulled Jiang Qinqin's slender waist into his arms, his aggressive lips pressing against hers. He used his thumb and forefinger to hold her jaw, forcing her lips to open. His fiery tongue invaded her mouth, skillfully entwining with her delicate tongue, giving her no chance to escape. His tongue roamed freely within her mouth, his masculine scent filling her senses. Jiang

Qinqin tried to push him away, but as Yang Zongjing sucked on her tongue, she felt dizzy, as if floating on clouds, her brain feeling oxygen-deprived.

"No..."

Jiang Qinqin murmured, why? Just one kiss was enough to make her dizzy, her body as weak as cotton. Damn it, she was suffocating.

Just when she felt like she was about to die, Yang Zongjing finally pulled away from her lips. She felt her cheeks burning and gasped for breath. "I never expected Miss Qinqin to have saved her first kiss for me. I'm truly touched."

He smiled, a smile both arrogant and alluring, a smile that made one want to punch him.

"No way! I gave it to my admired senior back in high school!"

Jiang Qinqin retorted stubbornly, refusing to admit defeat. Deep down, however, she felt a pang of sadness; her precious first kiss had been taken away so unromanticly.

"Oh, so your dear senior didn't teach you how to breathe through your nose while kissing? I almost kissed a woman to death for the first time!"

Yang Zongjing teased.

"You…"

Exposed, Jiang Qinqin could only glare angrily at this little rascal.

"I never thought a beauty could be so beautiful when she's angry. Alright, dear Miss Qinqin, let me inspect the goods."

Yang Zongjing smiled and looked back at her.

"Inspect the goods?"

Jiang Qinqin was completely bewildered. What did that mean?

Seeing her dazed expression, Yang Zongjing scanned her from head to toe and said, "Shouldn't I at least see what kind of gift I'm giving myself? Miss Jiang Qinqin, could you please help me open the package?"

Did he mean for her to undress right there? Although she had told herself a thousand times that this was unavoidable, Jiang Qinqin still couldn't accept it when the moment came. But thinking of her mother anxiously awaiting treatment, she pulled a strand of hair behind her ear, pursed her lips, and walked towards the red sofa.

Gently removing her milky-white high heels and neatly placing them aside, she stood on tiptoe at the edge of the sofa and slowly pulled down her flesh-colored stockings from her thighs, revealing her long, fair legs. With trembling hands, Jiang Qinqin unbuttoned her shirt. Just as she was about to turn away, she heard his warning, "Miss Qinqin, if I'm not satisfied with the gift, I have the right to return it."

Damn it, she could only lower her head, displaying her pale white lace lingerie and panties under Yang Zongjing's burning gaze. Her white shirt and pink skirt were already on the sofa. She glanced at the man opposite her with pleading eyes, but all she saw was desire in his eyes.

Helpless, she unbuttoned her bra with one hand, crossed the other over her chest, and then gently removed her last covering, immediately covering her exposed private parts with her palm.

Jiang Qinqin felt her face burning hot; in her more than twenty years of life, she had never felt so ashamed.

"Miss Qinqin, I never expected you to be so good at seducing men. This kind of concealment gives you even more room for endless imagination. The breasts, squeezed and hidden, are so white and alluring. The mysterious triangle of hair between your long legs is already faintly visible between my fingers. You not only have a pure and ethereal temperament, but also a sexy and seductive temperament."

Yang Zongjing pointed at her body with his finger and appraised it.

This was the first time Jiang Qinqin had been humiliated like this. Enraged, a surge of anger welled up inside her. She released her arms, exposing her hidden genitals to his gaze. "Yang, what do you want? If you don't want to honor the agreement, let me go. Don't insult me like this."

"No, no, no, Miss Qinqin, please don't be angry. I just wanted to compliment your beautiful body, which is now mine. As for the agreement?"

Yang Zongjing glanced at the bright sunlight outside the window. "I don't want to get Jiang Qinqin in the office. I think Miss Qinqin wouldn't mind wearing your charming cheongsam to my room as a guest."

Watching his actions, Jiang Qinqin felt she couldn't understand this man's thoughts at all.

When Jiang Qinqin actually put on the purple cheongsam, Yang Zongjing was stunned: the peach-shaped neckline hugged her swan-like, smooth neck, and the U-shaped white floral embroidery surrounded her figure, like the white stamens on a purple orchid. The cheongsam outlined her perfect upper body curves, and her full breasts proudly formed two small mountains on her chest. Beneath her slender waist, a gracefully rounded pear-shaped bottom rose, and just inches below was the alluring slit of her cheongsam, revealing glimpses of her long, shapely legs.

Her long, lustrous hair was elegantly tied up, and her body, bathed in sunlight, was most striking for its full, rounded breasts beneath a pink bra. The white flesh of her breasts rose high, like curdled milk. Below her slender waist, matching pink panties encased her full hips, their rounded curves resembling giant, rounded eggs when she bent over, captivating the eye, like juicy pears, almost bursting with juice, tempting one to take a bite.

Her long, shapely legs were perfectly proportioned, tightly encased in flesh-colored stockings, but surprisingly, this voluptuous beauty possessed a pair of delicate, lotus-like feet, their pointed toes adorned with small, exquisite red high heels, a striking sight.

This was a luxurious bedroom. The red carpet complemented the rosewood furniture perfectly. A large violet bed sat in the center of the room. Yang Zongjing was sitting at the table, drinking something. Jiang Qinqin immediately noticed the elegant bottle of Cuveedia Mantbleu champagne, its sapphire-blue color as beautiful as the sea.

Yang Zongjing raised the bottle and poured it into another slender glass, saying with considerable flair, "I heard that Sister Qinqin really likes champagne. I wonder if the Blue Diamond champagne I prepared suits your taste?"

Seeing his repulsive face, Jiang Qinqin had already lost her appetite for the drink. "No, Mr. Yang. And please don't call me Sister Qinqin. That's a title only my closest people can use. You're not qualified."

"I'm not qualified? Heh heh heh."

Yang Zongjing acted as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, and walked over with the two glasses.

Jiang Qinqin felt his masculine aura beginning to invade her space, so she secretly cheered herself up, "Hold on, I can't lose to this bastard, this pervert."

She stood there looking at him, suppressing the urge to run away, "That's right, we've only known each other for less than a week, you don't deserve to call me sister."

"Then I'm going to call you that!"

Yang Zongjing smiled wickedly, bringing his face close to her body, and said in a deep voice, "I'm the only man who has ever seen your perfect body, Sister Qinqin, and we're about to get to know each other better, shouldn't we be communicating more now?"

"Bastard!"

Jiang Qinqin tried hard to suppress the urge to hit him, snatched the wine glass, and drank the cool liquid in one gulp. Only in this way could she stop herself from beating him up. This man always had a way of making her angry! Jiang Qinqin glanced at the decorations in the room, "Yang Zongjing, you must have a bathroom in your room, can I borrow it for a bit?"

She needed to find a place away from him to calm down.

Yang Zongjing smiled. "Of course, it's inside the wooden door behind you."

Watching Jiang Qinqin turn to go in, he winked at her and said, "According to the agreement, I think it's better for Sister Qinqin to change here, don't you think?"

Jiang Qinqin took a deep breath, raised her chin, gave him a haughty look, unzipped her cheongsam under the arm, deftly pulled it off, and then provocatively tossed the cheongsam at Yang Zongjing, followed by her purple underwear and lace panties. Jiang Qinqin displayed her voluptuous and beautiful body without any concealment before him, boldly meeting his gaze.

Yang Zongjing smirked, watching Jiang Qinqin's performance with a smile that resembled a handsome devil. While she appeared confident and fearless in the face of him, she was actually trembling slightly. Under his aggressive gaze, she quickly gave in, no longer daring to look at him, and turned to flee into the bathroom. Behind her came his arrogant voice, "Sister Qinqin, I'm an expert in psychology, especially women's psychology. Just give up on your futile resistance. I've completely mastered your mind, hehe."

"I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen!"

Jiang Qinqin, displaying the spirit of an ostrich, childishly covered her ears with her hands.

Jiang Qinqin had always been independent and proud; she couldn't possibly beg like those other women who groveled at his feet!

She strengthened her resolve while admiring the spacious bathroom. "So beautiful!" Jiang Qinqin couldn't help but exclaim. The European classical style, the dark gold main color, the exquisite marble-like exterior, and the handcrafted bathtub, like a small swimming pool, with a bright, warm mirror beside it—"It's insane,"

she muttered to herself.

She jumped into the tub with a splash, the warm water surrounding her instantly relaxing her tense nerves with a strange sense of comfort. Jiang Qinqin couldn't help but sigh, "So comfortable."

Floating and sinking in the tub brought a sense of peace and tranquility, making her forget her current troubles in no time. Just as Jiang Qinqin felt completely relaxed, her voice came from outside, "Sister Qinqin, you didn't faint in there, did you? Should I come and save you?"

That damn guy! She had finally forgotten about him. "Don't come in! I'm going out right now!"

Jiang Qinqin quickly called back.

Standing by the bathtub, steam rose, and in the mirror, her fair and delicate skin was flushed slightly by the warm water. Her beautiful face was also rosy from the steam, and sweat beaded on her forehead. Her long, black hair clung to her body, a stark contrast of black and white.

After drying her hair and body, Jiang Qinqin wrapped a towel around herself, but her hand on the doorknob was completely powerless. Just then, his annoying voice rang out again, "Looks like I'll have to carry you out."

"No need."

Jiang Qinqin pushed open the bathroom door forcefully and stepped out. Looking at him sitting on the sofa in a purple bathrobe, she couldn't move anymore. She leaned against the door, all the resolve she had made on the way there vanishing without a trace.

Yang Zongjing walked over with a sexy chuckle. Jiang Qinqin felt as helpless as a small animal cornered by a hunter, leaning against the door. He picked her up, her body stiff, and carried her to the violet-colored bed, tossing her onto the soft mattress. Lying on her back, she gripped the edge of the towel with one hand and pulled the purple sheet with the other, her mind blank, filled only with nervousness and shyness.

He untied his bathrobe, revealing a muscular, bronze-colored body. Did he also enjoy sports and fitness? His muscles were firm and rough; the skin on his back wasn't as dark as his neck, but it was still darker than average. His shoulders were stiff, muscles bulging, indicating a strong man with high martial arts skills. It was a completely male body, pure masculinity, real, unpretentious, even a little rough.

Wearing only shorts, he was surprisingly well-built, though his prominent genitals were alarmingly bulging. She had curiously explored her own private parts while showering; it was no bigger than a matchstick. "My God! If this big thing were to shove that thing into my unexplored honey hole, I'd die!"

At this moment, Jiang Qinqin desperately wanted to escape, but her limp body was completely immobile. She could only tightly close her eyes, waiting for that moment to arrive.

Yang Zongjing, naked, hugged Jiang Qinqin tightly from behind, feeling her warm, soft, and fragrant body against his skin, an irresistible touch. The virgin's fragrance was intoxicating.

Yang Zongjing's hands couldn't help but begin massaging her shoulders. Burning with desire, Jiang Qinqin felt a tingling pleasure surge through her as Yang Zongjing attacked her. She involuntarily writhed even more violently. Although the playboy's teasing and arousal had ignited her lust, she was still a virgin, and a strong sense of shame welled up within her. She closed her eyes tightly, crying out, "Ah...no...let go of your hands...don't...don't...like this..."

She shook her head repeatedly, her body twisting and turning, trying to escape Yang Zongjing's ravaging hands. But her limbs were too weak to escape; instead, it seemed she was only responding to his caresses, further intensifying his stimulation. Yang Zongjing removed Jiang Qinqin's hairpin, letting her long hair fall down. At the same time, his hands slid down, gently caressing her upper arms and forearms, slowly moving to her armpits, lightly tickling her.

Jiang Qinqin twisted her body, trying to dodge, still shouting, "No... stop...!"

Yang Zongjing withdrew his hands, but that didn't mean he stopped. He parted Jiang Qinqin's long hair, found her ears, gently stroked her earlobes, and then slowly made circles, moving slowly to her snow-white neck, and then sliding from her neck to her chest. This made Jiang Qinqin's breathing become disordered, but Yang Zongjing did not immediately violate her jade-like breasts. He simply moved along both sides, and at the same time took off her bathrobe. As Jiang Qinqin's bathrobe was removed, a full, sexy, white, jade-like body gradually appeared, making Yang Zongjing's python swell and burst.

Jiang Qinqin's skin was as white and lustrous as jade, shimmering like a beautiful woman. Her two firm, high breasts, though lying down, stood proudly like inverted bowls. The two pale pink nipples were only the size of red beans, and the areolas, the size of grapes, were a delicate pink, barely noticeable at first glance, yet utterly alluring. Her slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled with a single hand.

Yang Zongjing didn't stop there; his hands then smoothly stripped Jiang Qinqin's lower body naked, revealing her shapely figure. Most people, seeing this scene, would have already stripped down and gotten down to business. But Yang Zongjing, a master of seduction, remained unfazed, caressing every inch of Jiang Qinqin's skin with varying degrees of intensity, pinching and pressing, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Seeing that Jiang Qinqin's eyes were already glazed over, Yang Zongjing removed her last line of defense, revealing her flawless body completely. He lifted her long, dark hair, letting it scatter gently in the air, exclaiming, "So beautiful."

He covered her, pressing his thirsty lips to Jiang Qinqin's soft lips, unconsciously parting her tightly closed teeth. Jiang Qinqin felt him greedily sucking her sweet saliva. Then he pulled open the loosely draped towel, one hand caressing her firm, rounded breasts, the other exploring her most private area.

Lacking experience, Jiang Qinqin had no idea how to deal with his invasion. Her mouth was completely occupied by his tongue, and her nipples hardened and stood erect against her will. Although she managed to keep her legs closed, the tender flesh on her inner thighs was tingling and numb from his rough fingers, and a constant electric current ran through her nerves.

Finally, Yang Zongjing left her mouth. "Did you like it?"

His hoarse voice sounded like he was coaxing her. "The champagne taste in your mouth is intoxicating, I love champagne too."

His two large hands focused on attacking Jiang Qinqin's already swelling breasts, kneading her virgin peaks into various shapes in his hands. An electric current began to surge through her chest, and she could clearly feel her secret passage beginning to itch. Damn it, this feeling is...

Although she was still a virgin, it didn't mean Jiang Qinqin had no experience at all. In this age of advanced information, in that dazzling entertainment industry, Jiang Qinqin certainly knew what it was, but sadly, the experience she had read in books was completely useless now.

Under the skillful touch of the sixteen-year-old playboy Yang Zongjing, Jiang Qinqin's fully mature body reacted instinctively. Her thighs began to rub together involuntarily, and her private parts felt as if they were on fire. One of his hands smoothly pressed against a place she had never been touched by a man before, gently sliding from the outside. "I can't hold on any longer,"

she thought, her body truly ablaze with desire. A feeling of heat, numbness, and unease enveloped her mind, and she felt her reason crumbling.

All Jiang Qinqin could do was bite a strand of hair, her hands gripping the silk sheets tightly, passively accepting everything he offered.

"Uh... um..."

After he parted her delicate petals, Jiang Qinqin finally couldn't help but let out her first soft moan.

His rough yet nimble fingers skillfully roamed over different sensitive spots on her lower body. Jiang Qinqin could clearly feel her petals being kneaded and played with. Her flower path, never before penetrated by a foreign object, trembled under his fingertips, and shameful juices flowed out continuously.

She obediently lowered her hands, no longer resisting, closed her eyes, and endured the shyness of being touched for the first time and the heavy, masculine body pressing down on her.

"Open your eyes!"

he commanded.

He wanted her to see that he wanted her, not to escape reality by thinking of other men!

Jiang Qinqin obediently opened her eyes, and what came into view was a face with distinct features. His sun-darkened skin made his eyes appear even brighter, and his straight nose accentuated his handsome face, giving him a rugged air.

He…so dashing!

Yang Zongjing stared at her, looking into her beautiful eyes, trying to discern her acceptance or affection.

He even wanted to see her willingness, but her beautiful eyes only showed tension and panic; those exquisitely bright eyes were now looking at him helplessly.

Tsk! Women are always like this at first; once they taste the sweetness, they can't stop.

Yang Zongjing had always been a man who cherished women. In the past, women would always take the initiative to pursue him; he didn't feel responsible for their bodies and was always arrogantly demanding in bed. This habit led him to place his large hands on her smooth, snowy breasts and begin to knead them. The calluses on his palms rubbed against her tender skin, making Jiang Qinqin feel his touch intensely. The stimulation from the calluses made her feel itchy, and her body couldn't help but twist, trying to break free from his wanton exploration. But

his hands only increased their pressure, pinching her roughly. Jiang Qinqin couldn't help but cry out, "It hurts!"

The shame of being naked for the first time and the unfamiliar physical contact made her extremely flustered, especially since he had forced himself on her from the beginning, catching her off guard. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Couldn't he... could he be a little gentler?

Her watery eyes held a hint of resentment as she looked at the handsome face before her, but his face moved down, his warm lips plucking the two red plum blossoms on her snowy peaks… Yang Zongjing teased the plum blossoms with his tongue, making them stand erect. Her sensitive breasts swelled and rounded, responding to the entanglement of his tongue. A tingling, itchy sensation rose from her lower abdomen, but it vanished quickly due to her tension.

Yang Zongjing kissed her fragrant shoulders, leaving a trail of purplish-red marks along her smooth, white neck. His intense breath sprayed onto her soft neck, causing her to tremble.

So itchy… Jiang Qinqin wanted to push him away, but she knew she couldn't. Her struggle would displease him, so she could only grip the blankets beneath her and endure it, her petite body taut.

His rough, large hands caressed and kneaded her snowy buttocks, his warm, sword-like tongue licked her jade-like earlobe, his strong chest pressed against her swollen breasts, his firm legs wrapped around her, and his hot, burning desire between his legs pressed tightly against her flat, fair abdomen. She was held tightly in his arms, completely close, without leaving a single gap.

She was so white, so soft, so fragrant; her buttocks were round and pert, too big to be grasped with one hand; her two smooth, fragrant breasts were round and soft, and the slippery touch of her breasts almost made him want to take her without hesitation.

The pressure of her strong body made it hard for Jiang Qinqin to breathe; she frowned and tried to inhale. Yang Zongjing noticed, and he turned her around, so that she was on top of him, and he was lying on the bed.

The pressure on Jiang Qinqin was relieved, and she breathed out a soft breath, which met his always pursed lips.

Her unintentional action made Yang Zongjing's heart itch unbearably! Those sweet-smelling lips—"Kiss me!"

the man commanded in a rough voice.

"What?"

The soft voice was flustered and at a loss.

"Don't make me say it a second time!"

Yang Zongjing said sternly. He, a proud and strong man, would never repeat such a thing.

Jiang Qinqin was certain she hadn't misheard, because his gaze was fixed on her lips. Faced with his cold, hard command, she could only obey. She took a breath and timidly pressed her pink lips against his warm ones, then remained motionless.

Her lips were warm and soft, like the rest of her body, making one reluctant to leave once touched. He hoped she would press harder, pressing her tender red lips completely against his; he even anticipated her little tongue slipping into his mouth to please him.

But she remained completely still, not daring to breathe.

This beauty from the Ancient Tomb Sect! Couldn't she move at all? He

really needed to teach her a lesson!

Yang Zongjing reversed her position again, and the aloof beauty Jiang Qinqin's delicate body was once again placed beneath his strong body. His lips pressed firmly against her soft, pink petals, his strong tongue sliding nimbly into her mouth, hooking her delicate tongue and entwining with it relentlessly. His large hands held her small chin firmly, forcing her to open her lips wider to accommodate his advances. His tongue swirled freely within her mouth, greedily sucking the nectar from her lips.

Jiang Qinqin's cheeks flushed crimson from the intense kiss, her heart pounding, passion surging through her. She had never known that the touch of their lips could be so intoxicating, so dizzying; she felt completely limp.

Finally, Yang Zongjing pulled away from her lips. Looking at her moist, luscious lips, her flushed cheeks, and her slightly panting breath, he chuckled softly.

"It has to be like this to be truly satisfying. You know, Qinqin-jie?"

She was stunned; this was the first time she had seen him smile… He was always serious, his brows furrowed. How handsome he looked when he smiled! He should smile more often.

While Jiang Qinqin was still lost in his smile, Yang Zongjing's burning desire pressed against her lower abdomen, the intensity of which made a bright fire ignite in his dark eyes—he couldn't wait any longer, this tormenting ancient tomb beauty! His

large hands parted her legs, his rough fingers probing into the soft space between them. The sudden intrusion of a foreign object inside her, the tearing sensation of being forced open, assaulted Jiang Qinqin's senses. She cried out in panic, "It hurts! Don't do this..."

She tried to close her shapely legs, attempting to stop the invasion of the thick fingers, but Yang Zongjing forcefully pulled them apart. The more she struggled and twisted, the more forceful he became. No matter how much Jiang Qinqin struggled, she couldn't shake off the invasion of those large fingers. The calloused fingertips ravaged and scraped mercilessly inside her soft opening.

"No!"

A subtle pain stimulated Jiang Qinqin; she frowned and cried out softly, her small hands finally unable to resist pushing against the strong chest before her.

Yang Zongjing disregarded the strength of those tiny ants, ignoring their whispers and focusing only on the signals transmitted by the tightly gripped fingers, hinting at the pleasure to come. His erection grew even hotter.

She was so tight!

And he was about to enter her like this…

Yang Zongjing pressed his thumb against her clitoris, trying to draw out the lubricating nectar from her dry vulva to ease the pain of her impending virginity. His fingers focused on kneading her clitoris, causing her body to tremble. Her vulva slowly secreted fluid, and her already rosy body became unbearably hot.

The changes in her body confused Jiang Qinqin; she only felt fear, uttering words of refusal. “No…stop…Mr. Yang, please—”

“Don’t stop? Fine, I’ll do as you say!”

He maliciously misinterpreted her words.

Yang Zongjing’s rough fingers increased the pressure, scraping and scratching the smooth walls of her vulva, probing in and out, wanting more lubrication. He hooked his leg around her ankle, keeping her legs open, and freed one hand to caress her soft breasts, two fingers swirling around the nipples.

"No! That's not how it is..."

she tried to protest, but the caresses of his hands caused her to moan softly. "Ah! Mr. Yang—" Her whole body was burning hot, her consciousness gradually blurring, as if floating on clouds.

Seeing the body beneath him glow with a rosy hue of pleasure, the beautiful woman's incessant moans stimulated Han Xiangyang's already hard and erect manhood. He desperately wanted to find an outlet for his desires; the burning fire within him seared him!

Damn it, Jiang Qinqin began to hate her sensitive nerves and supposedly comprehensive senses; if it weren't for that, she too would have succumbed to this so quickly. She truly felt everything he had done to her. Her fair legs began to tremble uncontrollably, her feet rubbing against the sheets, her delicate heels growing hot, her toes sometimes tensing, sometimes straightening, completely out of her control.

"Sister Qinqin, you're so beautiful, otherworldly and ethereal, but hurry up and let yourself sing, I can't wait to hear your love songs..."

Yang Zongjing teased, blowing wickedly into Jiang Qinqin's ear as he fondled her body, sending shivers down her spine.

Damn it, Jiang Qinqin bit her lips even harder, refusing to let out a sound; that would shatter her self-respect. Wouldn't that truly make her a woman at his feet, submitting to his pleasure?

“Sister Qinqin, this isn’t good. If you bite your rosy lips until they bleed, what will I kiss you for? Be careful not to hurt yourself.”

Yang Zongjing ignored Jiang Qinqin’s meaningless resistance. He continued his assault from her breasts above and her honeyed depths below. Jiang Qinqin could only rely on her last bit of pride to keep her lips closed, but she knew this ostrich-like tactic wouldn’t last long. Those unfamiliar tides of passion had begun to gather, and sooner or later they would break through her last defenses.

“Ah…no…let go…”

Just when Jiang Qinqin felt she was about to lose control, he suddenly and simultaneously pinched her hardened, cherry-red nipples and the newly sprouted clitoris. Jiang Qinqin instantly felt her mind go blank, her whole body tense up, and a warm current flowed from her deep passage.

This…this is what the books call an orgasm? Like being electrocuted,

02-22
Chapter 108 For her mother, Jiang Qinqin offered her body (Part 2)

"Sister Qinqin, is it comfortable?"

His hunting gaze searched her still trembling body. "Your moans were so melodious just now, my little nightingale, can we try again?"

Although he was asking for Jiang Qinqin's opinion, his fingers had already begun to move. Ten slender fingers bloomed all over her vulva, clitoris, and vagina. Jiang Qinqin, who had just experienced her first orgasm, was no longer able to resist his force. "Uh... let go... ah... I can't take it." Her body reacted as expected. "Sister Qinqin, your little mouth up there is really not honest. You clearly want it, don't you?"

He waved his fingers, which were covered in her juices, in front of her as if to show off. "But your little mouth down there is much more honest. Did you see her reaction?"

"Ah...ah...ah...please...let me go..."

Jiang Qinqin had never pleaded with anyone like this before.

"Baby, how can you beg like this? Call me by my name, call me Ayi."

"Ayi...hahaha...please...take your hand away...enough...Ayi..."

Jiang Qinqin no longer cared about dignity, only begging him to stop. She was about to be overwhelmed by this tide of lust, and she was afraid that she would do something that would shame her for the rest of her life.

"Okay, darling, as you wish."

His mischievous fingers finally left my private parts, making me feel a strange emptiness.

This guy does have some good points, but that emptiness is... Just as I was lost in thought, suddenly something soft and slippery parted the petals that were already covered with dew and entered my body.

A pair of long, slender, white legs like bamboo shoots, a round and perky bottom—her entire body was flawless. At the junction of her legs, a slender cleft of flesh, adorned with a few sparse, soft hairs, made her every inch beautiful, every part of her breathtaking, making one yearn to immediately mount her and ride her with abandon.

Yang Zongjing, gazing at this coveted body, exclaimed sincerely, "Miss Qinqin truly lives up to her reputation as a world-renowned beauty!"

His hands, which had driven countless girls mad, finally reached Jiang Qinqin's breasts, slowly ascending from the base, circling for a long time before finally reaching the summit. Kneading her firm, soft breasts, he felt their smooth, supple elasticity, secretly praising them as truly precious treasures! Although Jiang Qinqin tried her best to resist, her disobedient nipples gradually hardened, and her secret place became moist.

Yang Zongjing, that lecherous devil, manipulated his nimble hands, playing with Jiang Qinqin's breasts for half an hour before shifting his focus to her inner thighs. One hand moved back and forth gently caressing her inner thighs, while the other hand circled her private parts, sending intense pleasure rushing to her head once, twice, three times.

But another feeling of emptiness gradually filled Jiang Qinqin's body. Yearning for caresses, she finally arched her back and swayed. Seeing her reaction, Yang Zongjing gently stroked her private parts with his fingers, tracing the cleft up and down, finding the sensitive clitoris. He pressed and kneaded it with his thumb, while his index and middle fingers began to explore the secret cave of her private parts.

Yang Zongjing was very skillful, inserting only one knuckle, then rotating it inside before gently withdrawing, repeating this once, twice, three times… Yang Zongjing's superb technique, combined with the powerful aphrodisiac, left Jiang Qinqin powerless to resist, only able to climb step by step to her peak. However, Yang Zongjing's manipulation could only bring her a certain degree of pleasure, but could not bring her to the climax.

"Ah…no…no…please…ah…"

After Yang Zongjing repeated this fifty times, Jiang Qinqin's body finally cooperated with the in-and-out fingers, arching her back in response, actively opening her legs, and twisting her hips. Yang Zongjing watched Jiang Qinqin's reaction with smug satisfaction, his hands leisurely caressing the alluring body before him. He saw Jiang Qinqin panting softly under his teasing, her flushed skin 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 slowly opening and closing, seemingly unable to bear the torment of lust…

“Miss Qinqin, isn’t my technique the best in the world?”

Jiang Qinqin, lost in Yang Zongjing’s masterful teasing, panted incessantly, looking into his beautiful eyes.

Yang Zongjing didn’t give Jiang Qinqin a chance to catch her breath, opening his mouth to kiss her full, cherry-like lips. “No, please spare me…”

Jiang Qinqin blushed deeply but resolutely refused Yang Zongjing’s shameless and lewd advances. Her

flushed cheeks were kissed twice, and then her red lips immediately became the next target. Yang Zongjing's burning lips relentlessly pursued her. Jiang Qinqin desperately exhaled her tight breaths as Yang Zongjing's tongue licked her cheek. After several feeble attempts to resist, Jiang Qinqin's tender red lips were finally captured. The man forcefully pressed his lips against hers, breathing heavily, his tongue probing along her gums and into her mouth. An overwhelming sense of disgust made Jiang Qinqin's pure lips try to escape.

Yang Zongjing forcefully gripped Jiang Qinqin's jaw, using his fingertips to loosen it, allowing his tongue to slip between her teeth. Jiang Qinqin's resistance gradually weakened, her tongue intensely drawn to him, intertwining with his own, gradually transforming into a deep kiss like that of true lovers. Overwhelmed with excitement, Yang Zongjing couldn't help but let out a deep groan. He savored the shy resistance of Jiang Qinqin as he forced her to kiss him.

He craved the mucous membrane in her mouth, teasing her soft tongue, even greedily sucking up her sweet saliva.

Not only were they lewd, but their tongues were also tightly intertwined, the soft, smooth touch of hers accompanied by a sweet, orchid-like fragrance that further fueled Yang Zongjing's lust. His left hand, gripping her breasts, unconsciously tightened its grip, kneading her high, firm breasts. His right middle finger slowly penetrated her vulva, a tingling, full sensation instantly filling the emptiness in her heart.

"Ah...ah...Mr. Yang, have mercy! I can't take it anymore! Ahh!"

Under the teasing and prolonged torment, Jiang Qinqin finally gave up all resistance. All morality and reason vanished, leaving only the pursuit of lust by her body. She couldn't help but let out a soft, sweet moan, seemingly expressing boundless satisfaction.

While passionately kissing Jiang Qinqin's cherry lips and fragrant tongue, Yang Zongjing kneaded her firm and tender breasts. His right middle finger was tightly wrapped by the layers of warm, moist, and tender flesh inside her secret cave. An indescribable sense of comfort and beauty excited Yang Zongjing even more. His finger, buried deep inside her secret cave, began to slowly thrust in and out, digging and probing. He felt as if the tender flesh inside her secret cave was like layers of doors and windows, wrapping around his penetrating finger layer by layer as he moved in and out. It was truly indescribably comfortable.

Yang Zongjing couldn't help but shout with excitement, "Top-notch! Truly top-notch! This is a treasure among treasures!"

He quickened his thrusting movements, making Jiang Qinqin moan and cry out. Her pink buttocks and jade thighs swayed up and down, responding to Yang Zongjing's thrusts...

Leaving Jiang Qinqin's cherry lips, he kissed his way down her snow-white neck, where he saw her high, firm breasts. The previously barely visible pale pink buds were now engorged and erect. He couldn't help but open his mouth wide and take Jiang Qinqin's left breast into his mouth, sucking like a baby nursing. Sometimes he would stick out his tongue and lick the pink bud quickly, sometimes he would gently bite the small nipple with his teeth. His left hand would also gently knead the right bud. The tingling pleasure from the buds made Jiang Qinqin moan and cry out.

Suppressing his burning desire, Yang Zongjing slowly kissed his way down Jiang Qinqin's flat stomach. Before launching his assault on her most intimate area, he extended his rough tongue and gently licked the inside of her round, straight thighs, causing Jiang Qinqin's whole body to tremble. Her moans grew increasingly intense, her tender vaginal muscles opening and closing, sucking on Yang Zongjing's invading fingers—a sensation of indescribable pleasure. Even as Yang Zongjing slowly withdrew his fingers, she lifted her pink buttocks, as if reluctant to let him go. It seemed Jiang Qinqin was completely lost in the abyss of lust…

"Ah…"

An even stronger impact came. Although not as hard as his fingers, it was even more provocative. Jiang Qinqin's lower body felt like it was truly burning. This damned guy, she shouldn't have trusted him.

His broad tongue swam inside her like a sea serpent, sometimes licking nectar, sometimes caressing her open petals, and even teasing her sensitive clitoris.

"Uh... um..."

Jiang Qinqin writhed helplessly, the surging emotions driving her to the brink of madness. Hearing her own soft moans and wanton cries, she felt ashamed, but her body was no longer under her control, completely following some instinctive law. Yang Zongjing

teased her with a smile, saying, "I haven't even touched you down there, and your little cunt is already so wet! It's so sensitive! Your mouth may resist, but your body is honest; your little cunt seems to be begging me to caress it!"

Hearing this, Jiang Qinqin felt even more ashamed and protested, "No, I didn't! It's not like this...it's because...because of you...ah...ah...ah..."

Before she could finish, Yang Zongjing suddenly reached out and gently stroked her labia, his touch revealing a wet patch, the mature, aphrodisiac scent of a beautiful woman filling the air. He then asked, "Why is that?"

Jiang Qinqin said, "It's because...because..."

She could only manage two sentences before becoming too shy to continue, her private parts overflowing with even more lustful fluid due to her shame.

Seeing that his verbal teasing had succeeded, Yang Zongjing gently slipped his middle finger between his trousers and into Jiang Qinqin's soft, wet petals. Her petals seemed to welcome the arrival of his finger, slightly opening. This sudden action gave her even greater stimulation, and Jiang Qinqin cried out, "Ah...ah...no...there...don't touch there...it will...I can't take it...it will get excited...um...ah...ah...ah..."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qinqin was not only a woman with a coquettish voice, but also a woman who was easily embarrassed, and even more so, a woman who was easily aroused. Her vagina was already wet with lustful fluid, which covered his fingers. He deliberately held his fingers, which were covered with lustful fluid, in front of her and said, "Sister Qinqin, look, your vagina is so wet!"

Jiang Qinqin's face turned even redder, but her shyness stimulated her sexual desire, causing her vagina to continue to flow with lustful fluid. At this moment, he teased her even more intensely, one hand caressing her vulva, the other gently stroking her breasts, while his tongue licked Jiang Qinqin's other nipple. This three-pronged attack made Jiang Qinqin's whole body go numb and weak, her waist trembling wildly, and she kept moaning, saying, "Ah...no...uh...you're doing this...to me there, kissing...me...touching...me...ah...no...I...I can't take it anymore...ah...ah..."

The alluring and charming Qinqin felt waves of numbness throughout her body as Yang Zongjing caressed and kneaded her sensitive areas. Her vulva felt extremely hot and uncomfortable from the caresses, and thick, feminine fluids gushed out, soaking her thin thong.

Jiang Qinqin's delicate, smooth body trembled under his teasing and caresses, her fragrant lips emitting soft, seductive moans: "Mmm...uh...oh...mmm...ah...ah...ah..."

Yang Zongjing then slowly inserted his middle finger into Jiang Qinqin's wet opening. Jiang Qinqin shuddered and said, "Ah...no...inside...can't go in...quick...quickly pull...out...oh...can't go in...ah...ah..."

Jiang Qinqin's pink and tender vagina was so soft. Yang Zongjing's hand moved up and down the walls of her vagina, searching for her G-spot.

"Oh...ah...quick...stop...uh..."

Jiang Qinqin, her face flushed, struggled with her last remaining instincts, clamping her long legs together to prevent his fingers from further penetrating and probing her vagina. She grasped his hands, which were probing her opening, but he ignored her resistance, continuing to work his fingers inside her. His other hand caressed her firm breasts. After only a few strokes, Jiang Qinqin's hands slowly loosened, and her legs gradually lost strength, unable to close.

Seeing this, Yang Zongjing spread Jiang Qinqin's legs apart, forming a wide "M" shape. At this point, Jiang Qinqin's legs could no longer close. His fingers continued to slowly work inside her opening, and Jiang Qinqin's moans and cries of pleasure returned: "Ah...ah...so good...so...so good...my...my...there...ah...ah...so good!"

From the low moans emanating from her moist, sensual mouth, it was clear she was still trying to hide her surging passion. But with his ever-changing techniques of seduction, the mature and beautiful Jiang Qinqin soon trembled all over from his caresses. Repeated teasing ignited her primal, wanton desire. Jiang Qinqin, a stunningly beautiful woman from the ancient tomb, her alluring eyes brimming with unbridled lust, seemed to be telling everyone that her sexual urges had reached an uncontrollable peak.

Yang Zongjing explored Qinqin's vagina for a while, finally discovering her G-spot. He gently touched it a few times, and her body reacted intensely. Jiang Qinqin trembled violently, her moans rising an octave. "Ah...ah...there...there feels so good...so good...yes...yes...right there...so good...so good...ah...ah, I can't take it anymore...I...I'm almost there...I'm about to come...ah..."

Seeing her reaction, Yang Zongjing teased her even more intensely. Finally, a gush of lustful fluid gushed out from Jiang Qinqin's vagina. She twisted a few times, seemingly exhausted and unable to move any further, but her delicate body still trembled slightly for a long time, and her soft moans could be faintly heard. This also proved that Jiang Qinqin, at 23 years old, had never had sex and had never experienced such an orgasm. Yang Zongjing thought to himself, Hong Kong men are really terrible. It's such a waste that a beauty like Jiang Qinqin is still unmarried.

Yang Zongjing stood up, letting Jiang Qinqin rest for a moment. Lying on the bed, her exquisite, snow-white body was still covered by a purple, transparent lingerie bra, her two firm, slightly upturned, and full breasts barely concealed. Her long, slender legs beneath black stockings were incredibly alluring, and her vulva was already soaked with her own juices through her sheer purple thong.

"There's no one around here. Make any noise you want,"

Yang Zongjing said, shifting his body onto hers, his hands pulling her legs apart. Jiang Qinqin let out

a soft moan, her body instinctively shifting upwards. Yang Zongjing smiled and shook his head, his hands gripping her waist, and said softly, "Relax, don't be afraid."

"Mmm..."

Jiang Qinqin simply closed her eyes, her teeth biting her cherry lips, her delicate body still tense and trembling slightly.

Yang Zongjing thrust his massive member between her thighs, where, aroused by lust, the area was already lush and moist. Only the ecstasy-inducing drug kept her conscious, preventing her from fully displaying her wanton nature. The moment his hot, hard tip touched her slippery petals, Jiang Qinqin trembled violently, her legs abruptly clamping around his waist, her supple waist arching high, swaying back and forth as if trying to pull back or to welcome him.

"Sister Qinqin, it will hurt a little at first, please bear with it,"

Yang Zongjing whispered gently in her ear, his right hand guiding his penis, slowly pressing the tip into her virgin vagina.

The entrance to the passage was incredibly narrow, and although it was abundantly lubricated, the moment the tip of his member pierced through, the soft, juicy flesh tightened sharply, constricting his member outside the peach blossom cave.

"Sister Qinqin, look at my face clearly,"

Yang Zongjing commanded in a low voice. Looking at her bewildered eyes, he said domineeringly and seriously, "Because I want you to remember this moment."

Before Jiang Qinqin could react, he suddenly lifted her full, snowy buttocks, using his thick, fleshy member to force open her already soaked and swollen opening, thrusting all the way into her thoroughly wet passage.

"No! Ah—..."

A tremendous tearing sensation pierced through Jiang Qinqin's body. What she had guarded for 23 years was being brutally taken away by Yang Zongjing today. This involuntarily reminded her of the scene in "The Return of the Condor Heroes" where Xiaolongnu's virginity was taken by the stinking Taoist priest Yin Zhiping. Wasn't she now just like Xiaolongnu? But Xiaolongnu had Yang Guo to rely on, while what about her?

"Let me go."

Jiang Qinqin tried to break free from his body, but the moment she moved, the excruciating pain below brought tears to her eyes.

"Don't move, it will hurt more."

Yang Zongjing felt as if he had transformed into the lecherous Yin Zhiping, unexpectedly and gently lowering his body to kiss away the tears his beloved Jiang Qinqin shed. Jiang Qinqin suddenly felt overwhelmed with grievance and helplessness, and surprisingly stretched out her snow-white arms to hug his strong body, pressing her head against his warm chest.

Yang Zongjing gently caressed her breasts, swirling his tongue around her small areolas, kneading them with his hands. Jiang Qinqin's delicate collarbone was enveloped by his mouth, slowly and tenderly kissed.

Gradually, she began to feel less pain in her lower body, but instead, a strange sensation, like tiny ants slowly crawling, one, two, three, quickly increasing. "It's so itchy." Jiang Qinqin shifted her body uneasily, looking at Yang Zongjing with puzzled eyes, questioning this new sensation.

"Don't use force, Sister Qinqin, relax your lower body."

He reached out and stroked her breasts, his mouth also covering her earlobe, trying to divert her attention from her lower body.

Normally, Jiang Qinqin was rather careless, but now, with this momentous event of losing her virginity, she couldn't control herself. Although her lower body craved it intensely, and she knew in her mind that she needed Yang Zongjing to help treat her mother, Wu Jiahui, she just couldn't relax her lower body. The giant python gently rubbed against her outside, making her heart ache, but her legs remained tense, as if frozen, almost bringing tears to her eyes.

Yang Zongjing smiled and sighed, suddenly leaning forward and whispering, "Hold on."

Then he suddenly kissed her lips.

She whimpered and tried to turn away, but he held her head in his hands. In the struggle, her lower body loosened, a sharp pain shot through her groin, her vaginal opening was forced open, and a hot, hard thing suddenly thrust inside.

"Ugh!"

She groaned softly, her legs hooking back, her jade-like legs, encased in black sheer stockings, pressing tightly against Yang Zongjing's buttocks, as if afraid he would be pushed out again.

She didn't know that at this point, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't push the man out.

Yang Zongjing continued kissing Jiang Qinqin's lips, sucking on the tip of her tongue that involuntarily protruded, his penis slowly pushing in little by little. With each inch forward, she could feel the tender walls enveloping the giant python convulsing with excitement and pain.

It should have been throbbing and painful, as if it were about to burst, but Jiang Qinqin only wanted to scream with excitement. All the uncomfortable feelings disappeared pleasurably where the giant python rubbed against her, and a strong, weak, sore sensation rushed straight to her heart, making her want to spread her limbs wide in pleasure and writhe and scream out.

Yang Zongjing pressed down on her thighs, spreading her legs wider. The legs hooked behind him also opened to the sides, knees bent and trembling. He thrust in forcefully, the entire head of his penis sliding into her alluring, swollen, and engorged vagina. She

must have touched something; Jiang Qinqin stiffened, her tongue trembling wildly in her kissed mouth, her neck arching, her shoulders hunching, her whole body shrinking.

Even if her virgin path was tight, in this slippery passage, that weak barrier was utterly useless.

Yang Zongjing took her tongue into his mouth, sucking hard while thrusting his hips, his penis, aided by the copious amount of soft, sticky fluid, forcefully penetrating her.

"Ugh—"

Jiang Qinqin cried out suddenly, but because her lips and tongue were tightly kissed, she couldn't utter a sound. A burning, splitting pain shot through her groin, yet for no apparent reason, the massive python that had spread her body apart quelled a small portion of her anxiety.

Upon insertion, Yang Zongjing felt the secret passage was unusually tight. Although there was a large amount of lubricating fluid, it was still difficult to penetrate, especially since the layers of flesh inside the vagina tightly wrapped around the tip of his python, further increasing the difficulty of entry, but also adding endless pleasure.

Yang Zongjing's python had broken through the first line of defense, and the two tender lips were helplessly forced apart. The thick, hot python head pressed tightly into the entrance of Jiang Qinqin's virgin flesh, and the naked tender flesh was forced to accept the contact and friction of the python.

Yang Zongjing knew the crucial moment had arrived; he was about to possess the virginity of Jiang Qinqin, the renowned beauty of the Ancient Tomb Sect. Skillfully, he took Jiang Qinqin's beautiful nipple into his mouth and gently bit it. Lost in lust, Jiang Qinqin felt a slight pain and let out a soft "Mmm." Then, Yang Zongjing subtly thrust his hips forward, and in that instant, his fiery rod pierced deeply into her narrow, tender honeyed cave, breaking through the veil of virginity. The massive member reached the tender flesh of her flower, pressing tightly against her, the hot, bright red skin gripping Yang Zongjing's member tightly.

Lost in lust, Jiang Qinqin suddenly felt a tearing pain in her lower body. Her mind snapped back to reality, and she opened her eyes to find Yang Zongjing on top of her, his fiery member tightly filling her secret passage, sending waves of heat through her. But this heat quickly subsided with Yang Zongjing's caresses.

Knowing she had lost her virginity, Jiang Qinqin couldn't help but sigh softly, seemingly grieving the loss of her virginity, yet also as if she had finally found satisfaction after being tormented by desire for too long. Knowing her virginity was gone, her nose stung, and tears streamed down her face.

Yang Zongjing then released her lips, placing his hands on either side of her, and lowered his head to kiss down her neck to her already sweaty, soft breasts. He gently teased the swollen nipples with the tip of his tongue, his lower body remaining still, simply letting his penis remain immersed in her vagina, gently pressing against her clitoris.

"So...so full,"

Jiang Qinqin gasped, her voice becoming increasingly coquettish, her breath coming in soft moans and groans, her face flushed and eyes wet—not at all like a virgin experiencing love for the first time.

After a while, their lips parted. Yang Zongjing stroked Jiang Qinqin's dark hair with one hand, while tenderly kissing away the tears streaming from her beautiful eyes, gently asking, "Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Qinqin's desire hadn't subsided; her limbs were still limp. Her warm, tight vagina, engulfing Yang Zongjing's massive member, still felt a slight, burning pain, like a scratch. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. Although she was unwilling, the die was cast, so she closed her beautiful eyes, letting Yang Zongjing ravage her body.

Yang Zongjing's seductive techniques were extremely skillful. Each caress was like plucking the strings of a zither, stirring up Jiang Qinqin's desire. He slowly pressed himself against Jiang Qinqin's body, thrusting forward, his massive member slowly penetrating and withdrawing. His left hand encircled the back of Jiang Qinqin's neck, kissing her, while his right hand incessantly played with her breasts, kneading, rubbing, and teasing her nipples, like a bellows fanning the flames of a furnace, fueling her desire ever more intensely.

Seeing that Jiang Qinqin had finally given up resisting, Yang Zongjing kissed her fragrant lips passionately, his hands slowly kneading her firm, high breasts, while his hips thrust in and out repeatedly, immediately pushing Jiang Qinqin into the abyss of lust.

After Yang Zongjing's prolonged lewdness, Jiang Qinqin's desire slowly subsided, but the burning lust within her was hard to quell. Her starry eyes were slightly closed, her face flushed, and her hands tightly clung to Yang Zongjing's shoulders and neck. Her fragrant, warm, and smooth tongue intertwined with Yang Zongjing's, and she moaned softly. Her slender waist and snowy buttocks swayed gently, welcoming Yang Zongjing's thrusts. Her long, firm legs, encased in black sheer stockings, were tightly wrapped around Yang Zongjing's waist and hips, rubbing and entwining like an octopus. With each thrust, the love juice flowing slowly from her secret cave, mixed with patches of blood, added a touch of poignant beauty, making Yang Zongjing even more excited and his mouth water.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Yang Zongjing pulled Jiang Qinqin over and turned her over, making her straddle him in a woman-on-top position. Jiang Qinqin's face was even redder than before, but the itching sensation from her secret cave made her heart flutter with unease.

This position, in particular, allowed the python to penetrate even deeper. Jiang Qinqin felt as if a giant python had taken root and was firmly pressing against the depths of her secret cave. The tingling, numb, and itchy sensation was unbearable, and she couldn't help but slowly sway her slender waist, moaning incessantly. Jiang Qinqin felt boundless shame, and two strings of crystal tears slid down her face, but her body, tormented by desire, involuntarily began to slowly move up and down.

Although her mind kept telling her, "No... ah... I can't do this..."

her body wouldn't obey, gradually increasing its speed.

This position not only allowed the python to penetrate deeper, but also, because the woman was in control, made it easier to reach pleasure. Gradually, Jiang Qinqin not only increased the speed of her thrusting, but her moans grew louder and louder; her mind was consumed by lust.

She placed her hands on Yang Zongjing's chest, her hair flying like clouds as she continued to thrust, her breasts bouncing up and down, dazzling Yang Zongjing. He couldn't help but reach out and knead and pinch her high breasts, further stimulating Jiang Qinqin to the point of ecstasy.

Although she was inexperienced and experiencing this for the first time, it was enough to ignite her passion. Her soft vulva, barely touching the python, was already involuntarily opening and closing, sucking and releasing thick fluids.

Yang Zongjing took a few heavy breaths and began to thrust in and out with smaller movements.

Jiang Qinqin frowned, her hands clasped in front of her chest, gently pressing against Yang Zongjing's chest. She gasped softly, feeling waves of pain and tingling pleasure between her legs. "Ugh...it's so strange. It's...it's moving." Suddenly,

something alive was inside her, moving back and forth. Instinctively, she tried to squeeze her legs together. Unexpectedly, her thighs tightened, her vaginal canal becoming even more constricted, the sensation intensifying. Just then, Yang Zongjing's movements became more forceful, pulling his penis back down from her vaginal opening and thrusting it in, penetrating her lower body.

The sensation was excruciating, causing her to groan with a soft, open moan. She couldn't tell if the moan was from pain or something else, only that it brought her a strange sense of relief, so she continued moaning with pleasure.

Yang Zongjing moved in and out gently, in sync with her moans. Soon, Jiang Qinqin, overwhelmed by pleasure, clung to him, grabbing wildly at his back, her moans rising in waves.

"No...no, it's so...so hot, I'm melting...melting away!"

Her legs kicked incessantly against the bathrobe beneath her. Fueled by lust, Jiang Qinqin's first time together began an uncontrollable ascent to the peak of pleasure. The sensation was completely foreign to her; she didn't know how to react, only able to cry out loudly, clinging tightly to Yang Zongjing as if trying to embed herself entirely in his arms.

A surge of heat coursed through her lower abdomen, and a strange sensation began to gather between her legs. Jiang Qinqin's face showed no trace of pain; her slightly parted lips curled into a smile, her brows furrowed but revealing no discomfort. Her long legs swayed back and forth with her moans.

Yang Zongjing took a deep breath, his hand resting on her lower abdomen, and suddenly began thrusting rapidly and forcefully, churning her juices and causing her tender flesh to swell and throb. Her red, swollen vaginal opening gripped his shaft tightly.

Jiang Qinqin's lower body sensation suddenly intensified more than double, wave after wave of surging pleasure washing over her. With Yang Zongjing's continued thrusting, her slender waist arched higher and higher, all her consciousness gradually concentrating on the intimate area between her thighs, her mouth uttering incoherent cries.

Finally, her sweat-drenched body arched rigidly, her feet braced against the edge of the bed, almost as if trying to overturn the man on top of her. Her soft, white thighs trembled violently, twice, then suddenly relaxed as if deflated.

Yang Zongjing's hard penis remained deeply buried inside her, pressed tightly against her tender bud. Jiang Qinqin lay limp on the bed, her beautiful body spread out like a starfish, her virginity released in the ultimate bliss, along with the pent-up desire deep within her lower abdomen.

Although her inner strength was still as empty as when her desire had been ignited, the restless lust had lessened considerably with this pleasurable release. She moaned softly with satisfaction, gazing hazily at the dilapidated roof. The thought of what should have happened on her wedding night, now unfolding in the chairman's office, made her want to cry again.

Yang Zongjing lay on top of her, panting for a while, then began to stroke her body, softly asking, "Sister Qinqin, do you remember Auntie's condition?"

Jiang Qinqin paused, feeling that his question was somewhat out of place, but still nodded and hummed in agreement.

Women always unconsciously become more submissive to men who have taken their bodies.

Yang Zongjing shifted his body, the rod still inserted inside her causing her to gasp again. "Leukemia is indeed a serious disease, especially in its late stages, it causes severe damage to the body." Jiang Qinqin trembled upon hearing this, trying to prop herself up, but the movement of her hips was met with a gentle rub from the giant python, causing her to go limp and lie back down, worriedly asking, "What...what will happen? What about my...what about my mother?"

Yang Zongjing gently stroked her back and said softly, "Now do as I teach you, I will transfer a wisp of true energy to you, and when we get back, first pass it on orally to your aunt to protect her spiritual energy, then I will use the 'Yellow... "We'll talk about treatment later with the 'Emperor's Bible'."

Jiang Qinqin felt a sense of relief, and immediately asked with concern, "What about you? Has it caused any harm to your body?"

Yang Zongjing was slightly moved to see that Jiang Qinqin was still concerned about him. He gently lifted one of her legs and slowly began to thrust in and out from the side, looking at her sincerely and saying, "Lian'er, your innocence was ruined by me today. I used some of my power to help you, so how can it be considered a loss? Come on, when you feel comfortable, let's start exercising."

Jiang Qinqin hummed in agreement, buried her head in his chest, blushed, and tucked her hips and lifted her waist to meet his movements. After only a few dozen thrusts, her swollen and aching vulva began to itch and tingle again. She suppressed the pleasure in her heart and silently guided the true energy transmitted by Yang Zongjing's giant python.

The circulation of true energy was quite strange. After completing one cycle, she felt even hotter all over, as if the passion from before had returned. Fortunately, on the second cycle, her mind gradually cleared, and she began to feel a cool sensation flowing from the tender flesh of her flower core into her most pleasurable spot, a tingling and powerful sensation.

Gradually, the circulation of true energy allowed Jiang Qinqin to keep up with Yang Zongjing's movements. With each thrust, she unconsciously channeled her energy to meet his, and the true energy within her body caused her tender bud to tremble and contract, creating a subtle suction.

As their bodies intertwined, Yang Zongjing's movements became faster and faster, their legs slapping against each other with a series of loud slapping sounds. Jiang Qinqin was so overwhelmed by the thrusts that she could only moan and cry out, no longer caring about the circulation of true energy, twisting her waist and swaying her hips, enjoying the sensation from the bottom of her heart.

The cultivation method was quite strange; once it was initiated, she didn't need to force herself to circulate the energy. As soon as desire arose, the blood and energy in her limbs would automatically begin to flow, making her body incredibly sensitive. The muscles in her groin seemed to contract and suckle as if they had their own consciousness. A cool, refreshing sensation seeped into her body from her core, circulating throughout her entire being before reaching her empty dantian.

He lifted one of her legs and entered her from the side for a while, then lifted her so she was lying face down on the bed, using his hands to lift her buttocks. She obediently lowered herself, her large, white vulva protruding high, her tender red cleft opening and closing impatiently, drooling. He squatted behind her, reached out and cupped her tender nipples, and thrust in again.

Sure enough, the true energy began to flow naturally again.

The rear entry was deeper than before, with much more friction, almost hitting the vital point with every thrust. Several times, the hot tip nearly pierced through her soft, tender core.

Jiang Qinqin was almost in a frenzy. She grasped her breasts, kneading them passionately, her free hands groping aimlessly across her naked body. Her eyes were glazed over as she stared into the distance, drool dripping from the corner of her lips.

The python inside her swelled and grew hotter and hotter. She had climaxed countless times while being pressed down on the bed, even the bloodstains on her bathrobe were blurred and diluted.

Finally, Yang Zongjing suddenly let out a low growl, slamming down on her, his penis plunging in to the hilt, thrusting hard into her already numb and tingling flesh. The entire python became incredibly hot, with a suction force against the walls of her vagina.

The sudden heat and the strange suction instantly shattered Jiang Qinqin's last shred of sanity. She raised her head high, letting out a long, tearful moan, reaching a sweet peak she had never experienced before.

His response was to begin thrusting his massive member, slowly at first, accompanied by the soothing touch of his hands. The flames that had been extinguished within Jiang Qinqin's body were reignited, and as his movements grew stronger, an unprecedented pleasure lashed her nerves, a sensation completely different from that of fingers and tongue—so hot, so full.

Jiang Qinqin began to unconsciously twist her waist, her flat stomach rising and falling in rhythm with his movements. "Ah...ah..."

she cried out uncontrollably, surrendering herself to the guidance of desire.

"Sister Qinqin, you're such a little slut, so tight, so hot, you're going to drive me crazy."

He whispered those shameful words in her ear, but she was completely unable to resist his invasion. "Ahhh..."

she cried out uncontrollably, wave after wave of intense pleasure almost overwhelming her. He took her to a paradise filled with sparks.

Jiang Qinqin's mind was filled with surging electricity, her whole body was so weak that she didn't know where she was. She only felt that erect, towering forest piercing her body again and again, until it reached the very core of her flower. Each impact hit her deepest point, and she didn't know if she would live the next moment.

Jiang Qinqin felt something gathering inside her, the sensation growing stronger and stronger, almost bursting forth. Was she about to…? With her last breath, she said to him, “Ah… let me go… I… I… I need to go to the bathroom… ah…”

But he cruelly refused her, only thrusting faster. Her tender, honey-scented flower-like opening spasmed, a gush of hot liquid spraying into her body, colliding with the shameful flow gushing from within. Suddenly, stars flashed before her eyes, her mind went blank…

When she regained her senses, Yang Zongjing was gently stroking her, slowly calming her trembling. He had dried her legs, placed a cotton cloth between them, and covered her naked body with his clothes.

“What… was that just now? It felt so strange,”

Jiang Qinqin asked uneasily. She vaguely felt something was wrong, but couldn’t quite put her finger on it. There was indeed an internal force within her, unfamiliar yet possessing a feminine, gentle strength suitable for a woman. She had felt something amiss during their intercourse, but couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

“What’s strange? We’ll talk about it when we get back. Sister Qinqin, rest first. You’re tired. I’ll help your mother get treatment after you wake up!”

Yang Zongjing gently persuaded her, placing his arm under her head and patting her smooth back.

She looked into his gentle eyes, smiled slightly, and closed her eyes.

The first time they made love left Jiang Qinqin feeling like her body was about to fall apart. After the climax, there was endless pain. Her previously untouched vulva had been forcibly opened by that villain. Her delicate flower mouth burned with pain, and there were waves of tearing sensations inside. Her body was covered with the marks of lust, her snow-white skin branded with countless kiss marks and bruises from being kneaded. The exhaustion after the passion gradually dragged her into sleep. …

Chapter 109 “Fiery Mature Woman” Ning Jing (Part 1)

After Jiang Qinqin was slept with by Yang Zongjing, she completely submitted to him. Yang Zongjing then had her play Shan Rou in the TV series “A Step into the Past.”

Next, Yang Zongjing’s target was the famous mature woman Ning Jing in the entertainment industry!

Ning Jing, a powerful actress from mainland China, possesses a unique temperament. Her debut film, *I'm Ugly, But I'm Gentle*, with its expressive eyes and fiery, rebellious performance, garnered her widespread acclaim. Since the 1990s, Ning Jing has had a very high filmography, starring in films such as *The Winner*, *The Temptation of the Big Braid*, *The Story of Qiu Ju*, *Prince of Lanling*, *In the Heat of the Sun*, and *Red River Valley*, all of which showcased her remarkable performances. In particular, her portrayal of a woman confined to her home, disguised as a man, of her passionate pursuit and repression of love, was deeply moving and received widespread critical acclaim.

Having been in the entertainment industry for some time, Ning Jing was well aware of the practice of "sleeping with someone." Having signed with a new company, she naturally knew that the boss was the world's richest man, and if she could seduce him, it would be a great thing.

Therefore, she quickly went to Hong Kong and met Yang Zongjing.

"Knock, knock, knock," Yang Zongjing casually said, "Come in..."

The door opened, and Ning Jing, dressed in a sexy outfit, walked in.

Yang Zongjing already knew Ning Jing intended to offer herself to him. His most vivid memories of Ning Jing were of Empress Xiaozhuang and Zhao Ji; these two roles fueled an intense, almost fervent, desire in him.

"Mr. Yang, hello..."

Ning Jing teased Yang Zongjing with a fiery gaze. Although she intended to use him to advance her career, his handsome appearance also made her yearn to have sex with him.

"Hello what? I can't take it anymore..."

For some reason, seeing this mature woman, Ning Jing, Yang Zongjing couldn't resist anything. He pounced on her, throwing her onto the sofa and gently lifting her black long skirt.

Wow! Her fair, full thighs were tightly encased in black, sheer stockings. Yang Zongjing pulled Ning Jing's dress straps apart, revealing her full, large breasts tightly bound by a black lace bra. He eagerly pushed the bra up, and her pair of large, snow-white breasts immediately sprang out, trembling before him. Such white, such large breasts! The rosy nipples trembled slightly, slowly hardening due to the effects of the drug.

Yang Zongjing's hands caressed Ning Jing's soft, smooth, and elastic breasts, rubbing and pinching them vigorously until they turned a faint red. He then took one of Ning Jing's breasts into his mouth, sucking on it like a baby nursing. One hand had already slipped under Ning Jing's dress, caressing her stockinged thigh, slowly sliding upwards to her most sensitive triangle, gently stroking it through her semi-transparent black panties.

Yang Zongjing began unbuttoning his pants with one hand, hastily pulling them down. He pulled his engorged penis out of his underwear. He

gently pulled down Ning Jing's underwear, revealing thick, dark pubic hair lying smoothly over her slightly protruding mons pubis, and her pink, tender labia tightly pressed together at the base of her snow-white thighs.

Yang Zongjing's hand gently combed through the soft pubic hair, touching Ning Jing's soft, moist labia. He lifted one of Ning Jing's thighs onto his shoulder, stroking her smooth, white thigh while guiding his thick penis to her soft labia.

"Little darling, I'm coming!"

Yang Zongjing thrust forcefully.

"Squeak..."

He inserted most of it, and Ning Jing involuntarily tightened her legs, her brow furrowing slightly, letting out a soft "Ah..." It

was

really tight! Yang Zongjing felt his penis being tightly gripped by Ning Jing's vagina. Yang Zongjing thrust in and out a few times before fully inserting his thick, long penis to the hilt. Ning Jing's delicate brows furrowed slightly,

and she let out a soft moan, her body trembling slightly.

The thick penis pumped in and out of Ning Jing's vagina, making a "gurgling...gurgling..."

sound. Ning Jing trembled gently, moaning softly.

Suddenly, Yang Zongjing thrust rapidly a few times, pulled out his penis, and quickly shoved it into Ning Jing's slightly open mouth. A stream of milky white semen shot rapidly into Ning Jing's mouth, filling it completely, some of it slowly overflowing from the corners of her lips…

Then, Yang Zongjing stripped naked, walked to Ning Jing's side, picked her up from the sofa, and placed her on the bed in the lounge. He slowly removed her dress and bra. Ning Jing, wearing only black stockings, lay on her back on the bed, her pair of large, snow-white breasts standing erect even while lying down.

Yang Zongjing, naked, lay diagonally beside Ning Jing, his hands constantly caressing every inch of her body, licking her skin repeatedly with his tongue. Soon, Ning Jing's sexy, alluring, snow-white flesh aroused Yang Zongjing's penis again.

He then reached down to Ning Jing's genitals, gently combing through her wet, sticky pubic hair with his fingers. He then rolled over and gently pressed himself against Ning Jing, supporting her legs with his hands, raising them to the sides. He placed a pillow under her lower back, causing her wet, sticky vulva to protrude upwards. Her deep red, tender labia were now slightly parted, and Yang Zongjing's hard, thick penis

pressed between them, then "squeak..." as it slid in.

Ning Jing could clearly feel it; her buttocks even lifted slightly as it entered. This allowed Yang Zongjing's thick penis to smoothly penetrate all the way in, completely disappearing into her vagina.

Yang Zongjing knew Ning Jing was about to wake up, so he didn't rush things. He slowly removed the last stockings from Ning Jing's thighs, then used his shoulder to lift one of her thighs, his thick penis slowly rubbing back and forth inside her vagina... Ning Jing

began to slowly regain consciousness, experiencing a frenzied and intense lovemaking, moaning and shouting with unbridled pleasure, making her feel as if she were in a dream. She was immersed in waves of pleasure, as intense as the impact Zhang Yang had given her each time, feeling each unforgettable friction and thrust. "Mmm...mmm..."

Ning Jing murmured softly, twisting her supple waist.

Yang Zongjing's hands unceremoniously grasped Ning Jing's large breasts, like ripe peaches, kneading and squeezing them. He lowered his head, opened his mouth and took one breast into his mouth, lightly licking the coin-sized areola and deep red nipple with the tip of his tongue, while gently rubbing and twisting Ning Jing's other nipple with his right index finger and thumb... Waves of electric-like stimulation surged through Ning Jing's body, and she couldn't help but tremble. Soon, Ning Jing's breasts were swollen and red from being squeezed, and her nipples gradually hardened.

"Ah...ah ah...ah...ah ah..."

Ning Jing groaned loudly. February 22nd,
Chapter 110: "Hot Mature Woman" Ning Jing (Part 2)

Yang Zongjing sucked hard on Ning Jing's nipple, his hand slowly sliding down her breast, across her smooth, slightly protruding belly. After combing her soft pubic hair a few times, his hand stopped on her plump labia. Her labia were slightly parted, and Yang Zongjing gently pried them open with his fingers, pressing lightly against her delicate clitoris, pinching and scratching it with his nails…

"Ah!…No!…Ah!…"

Ning Jing was experiencing such intense stimulation for the first time, her legs involuntarily clenching and unclenching repeatedly. Her whole body trembled violently.

After playing with her for a while, Yang Zongjing became hard as iron again. He lifted one of Ning Jing's thighs onto his shoulder with one hand, grasped one of her large breasts with the other, and thrust his thick, long penis towards her vagina, the dark, egg-sized glans pressing between her soft, wet labia. Yang Zongjing thrust his hips forward with a powerful "squeak...squeak..." and

his thick, long penis slowly slid in...

"Ah!...Ah!..."

Ning Jing couldn't help but gasp. She felt her lower body being filled to the brim by a thick, hot object, a warm and incredibly pleasurable sensation. Although this thing had entered and exited her body many times before, Ning Jing, now fully conscious, was only just beginning to experience this intense stimulation and pleasure; it was much thicker and longer than any of her previous men's. Ning Jing opened her mouth wide, and the muscles in her legs tensed instantly.

"Gurgle...gurgle..."

Because Ning Jing's lower body was very wet, Yang Zongjing's thrusts made a wet, squelching sound from the very first moment. Ning Jing, after all, hadn't had many partners, and her vagina was still very elastic; her two tender labia tightly gripped Yang Zongjing's large penis.

Yang Zongjing was indeed a master of intercourse; his thick, long penis almost reached the deepest part of Ning Jing's vagina with each thrust. With each thrust, Ning Jing couldn't help but tremble all over, her red lips slightly parted, and she let out a soft cry.

Yang Zongjing thrust in and out forty or fifty times in one go. Ning Jing was covered in a fine sweat, her cheeks flushed, and she moaned incessantly. One of her white thighs was draped over Yang Zongjing's shoulder, while the other was placed diagonally on the edge of the bed, swaying back and forth with his thrusts.

"Ah!...Oh!...Ouch!...Mmm!..."

Ning Jing cried out incessantly. Yang Zongjing paused for a moment and then began thrusting in and out with great force, each time pulling his penis to the entrance of her vagina before plunging it back in with a powerful thrust, until Ning Jing's vaginal fluids splattered

everywhere and her limbs trembled wildly. Yang Zongjing's scrotum slapped against Ning Jing's buttocks, making a loud crackling sound. Ning Jing had reached a state of ecstasy, wave after wave of intense sexual pleasure causing her to moan incessantly, her voice growing louder and her breathing heavier, occasionally letting out uncontrollable cries.

"Ah!...Mmm!..."

Each moan was accompanied by a long exhale, her face contorting as if in pain, yet also as if in pleasure. The exquisite sensation made Ning Jing completely lose herself.

"Ah!...Ah! Ahhhhhh!"

Ning Jing could no longer control herself, letting out a series of loud, lewd cries. Yang Zongjing felt Ning Jing's vagina contracting strongly in waves. With each deep thrust, he felt as if a small mouth inside Ning Jing's warm womb was trying to suck on his glans.

Streams of vaginal fluid seeped out of Ning Jing's vagina, flowing down her buttocks and onto the sheets as his penis was pulled out, soaking a large area. Ning Jing's full breasts surged like waves on her chest, her deep red nipples swaying and dancing like snow lotuses on a snowy mountain.

The climax came and went, and Ning Jing had forgotten everything, only wanting that thick, long penis to thrust into her forcefully. She twisted her snow-white, full body wildly, welcoming Yang Zongjing's wave after wave of violent thrusts. Yang Zongjing thrust a few more times quickly, then suddenly lowered Ning Jing's legs, and his penis was pulled out completely with

a "whoosh." "Ah! No!... Don't pull it out!" Ning Jing never dreamed she would say such shameless things. Blinded by the pleasure of sex, Ning Jing couldn't care less about anything else, and even reached out to grab Yang Zongjing's large, semen-covered penis that had brought her so much pleasure... "Slut! Not enough? Lie down!" Yang Zongjing slapped Ning Jing's snow-white buttocks. "I didn't expect you to be so horny! Today I'll give you your fill!" Ning Jing was almost driven mad by lust. She obediently knelt on the bed, eagerly raising her large, white buttocks high, longing for that thick, hot penis to quickly return to her body... Yang Zongjing spread Ning Jing's kneeling legs apart, placed his hands on her large, white buttocks, and kneaded them vigorously like dough, until Ning Jing's snow-white buttocks turned red. Still not satisfied, he slapped Ning Jing's soft, white buttocks with his palms, "slap... slap..." The thick, throbbing member remained untouched, and Ning Jing felt as if all her energy had been drained, so uncomfortable she nearly fainted. She cried out incoherently, "Hurry!... Hurry up and insert it!... Insert it in!..." Ning Jing cried out lasciviously, twisting her waist and desperately trying to lift her large, white buttocks.

Yang Zongjing spread Ning Jing's two snow-white buttocks apart with both hands, revealing her light brown anus and two wet labia. The overflowing vaginal fluids from Ning Jing's vulva were flowing continuously down her two white thighs onto the sheets… Yang Zongjing held his penis, pressing it against Ning Jing's already soaking wet vulva. Before he could even thrust in, Ning Jing impatiently twisted her waist and lifted her hips, cooperating by swallowing his large penis into her vagina.

"You slut! Let me fuck you properly!"

Yang Zongjing thrust his hips violently, his body slamming against Ning Jing's buttocks with a loud "smack…smack…" .

"Ouch

!…Ah ... Yang Zongjing thrust in and out forcefully, his thick, dark, long penis penetrating Ning Jing's deep red, moist, plump vagina. Ning Jing's tender, pink vulva was violently turned inside out by the thrusting, copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowing incessantly. With her mouth stuffed full of his penis, she could only moan softly, "Ugh...ugh..." Her lower body made a "squelching...squelching..." sound from the thrusting. "Sister Jing, you're so wet! So horrible! Enjoying it, isn't it?" Yang Zongjing said smugly to Ning Jing. "Yes! So enjoyable!" Yang Zongjing said, slapping Ning Jing's white buttocks hard with his palm, the sound of slapping echoing, as he increased the speed of his thrusts. At this moment, Ning Jing was completely immersed in the pleasure of intercourse, her snow-white body covered in sweat, her wanton fluids flowing down her plump white legs onto the bed. The penis thrust in and out quickly and powerfully, their flesh slapping together with a loud slapping sound. Ning Jing gasped and moaned, her breath coming in short gasps, interspersed with a few long, high-pitched cries. Finally, as Ning Jing reached another climax, Yang Zongjing ejaculated streams of hot semen into her uterus with each powerful contraction of her vagina. Ning Jing trembled uncontrollably, feeling the electrifying, tingling pleasure... Ning Jing lay limply on the bed, not wanting to move at all. Yang Zongjing withdrew his now limp penis, which was covered in semen, and a stream of milky white semen slowly flowed from between Ning Jing's slightly swollen labia. Chapter 111 Threatening Li Ruotong After sleeping with Ning Jing, Yang Zongjing naturally took her in and had her play Yang Ji in "A Step into the Past." And next, Yang Zongjing's target was Li Ruotong, the Little Dragon Girl in "The Return of the Condor Heroes"! Viewers who have seen Li Ruotong's portrayal of Xiaolongnü are invariably captivated by her ethereal and otherworldly charm. In the words of author Jin Yong, "Li Ruotong's version of *The Return of the Condor Heroes* is the closest to the original novel." While Chen Yulian and Liu Yifei are not inferior to Li Ruotong in appearance, a careful reading of the original work reveals that Li Ruotong's Xiaolongnü is more faithful to the character. Li Ruotong's beauty is elegant, perfectly embodying the demeanor of a refined lady, like the ancient elegance of a misty rain, a hazy moon, a small bridge over a flowing stream, or a dreamlike night. Li Ruotong's portrayal of Xiaolongnü is exquisitely beautiful, embodying the character without equal. Compared to the previous pairing of Andy Lau and Chen Yulian, Louis Koo and Li Ruotong in the 1995 version of *The Return of the Condor Heroes* are more strikingly similar in both appearance and spirit. At this time, Li Ruotong was already a contracted artist with Tencent, and Yang Zongjing even discovered that Li Ruotong was still a virgin! So, Yang Zongjing decided to make his move on her… Li Ruotong hastily cooked a bowl of noodles at home and waited for Yang Zongjing to arrive. Just moments before, her company's CEO, Yang Zongjing, had called her, telling her he would come to her house to discuss a new film. Li Ruotong waited, and soon the doorbell rang. She rushed to open the door. Upon opening it, she saw Yang Zongjing standing outside, followed by three ugly, burly men in black. As soon as the door opened, Yang Zongjing shoved Li Ruotong inside. When Yang Zongjing called Li Ruotong, he had already decided to force himself on her today, so he brought three ugly bodyguards, intending to scare her later. Li Ruotong was roughly pushed into the house, and the three ugly bodyguards came in and closed the door. Li Ruotong was shocked and took two steps back, crying out, “Mr…Mr. Yang, what…what are you going to do?” “Don’t you understand? I want to have sex with you! Do you understand?” Yang Zongjing lewdly grinned. "What?" Li Ruotong was shocked again and cried out, "No! No! Don't do anything reckless!" "I'm not doing anything reckless!" Yang Zongjing lewdly grinned, "Do you think being a celebrity is easy? You should understand that if you agree, you have to have sex with me!" "You...you're shameless! Vulgar! I...I won't sign with you!..." Li Ruotong cursed angrily. She was considered lucky in the entertainment industry and hadn't encountered any unspoken rules, but now... "You have to do it whether you like it or not!" Yang Zongjing waved his hand, and two of his men immediately stepped forward and grabbed Li Ruotong. "You...what do you want to do...what do you want to do? Help...help..." Li Ruotong screamed in terror. "It's no use!" Yang Zongjing laughed. "No one will come to save you! I've already had everyone here sent away. You have two choices now. First, have sex with me alone. After that, I guarantee I'll make you, Little Dragon Girl, even more famous! Second, play with my three brothers. After they're done with you, I'll leave, and we'll never see each other again. You can go back to your current life. What do you say?" After saying this, Yang Zongjing was a little worried. What would he do if Li Ruotong chose the second option? "No! No! I won't choose either! Help! Help!" Li Ruotong struggled desperately and cried for help, but after several minutes, there was no response. Yang Zongjing just looked at her with a cold smile. And naturally, she couldn't break free from the two burly men. Finally, Li Ruotong realized her cries for help were futile, and could only plead, "Mr. Yang, please...please have mercy...let me go..." "Enough nonsense, I'll count to ten. If you don't choose the first option, I'll decide for you the second! One...two..." Yang Zongjing began counting. Listening to Yang Zongjing count, Li Ruotong looked at the three incredibly ugly men beside her, remembering the horrific scene of them gang-raping her. Li Ruotong trembled. Yang Zongjing was at least a handsome man... "I agree! I agree!" When Yang Zongjing counted to eight, Li Ruotong finally screamed hysterically. Yang Zongjing was overjoyed and said, "I knew you'd agree, Ruotong!" With that, Yang Zongjing waved his hand, and the three bodyguards expressionlessly opened the door and left, then closed it and stood guard outside. Yang Zongjing had Li Ruotong lean against the wall; he could finally observe this beautiful woman properly. She had her eyes tightly closed, but tears streamed down her face, and her body trembled with unease and fear. "Scared? Don't be nervous, Ruotong, let's play a game first!" With a lewd grin, Yang Zongjing placed a hand on her knee. "We'll play a question-and-answer game. I'll ask, you answer. If you answer incorrectly, my hand will move upwards. Let's begin. Ruotong, do you want to become an even more famous star?" "Mr. Yang...please...please let me go..." Li Ruotong pleaded, her answer irrelevant. "You're being naughty? I'm going to move my hand upwards!" Yang Zongjing threatened.

"No, no! I... I don't want to have it anymore..."

Li Ruotong said, tears streaming down her face.

"Good! You're quite honest. Do you have a boyfriend?" Yang Zongjing asked with a smile. Li Ruotong hesitated for a moment, and Yang Zongjing's hand moved up a little. "I used to, but not anymore," Li Ruotong hurriedly answered. "Then, you're still a virgin, right?" Yang Zongjing asked. Li Ruotong nodded. "You still haven't answered me!" Yang Zongjing's hand moved up further. "Still..." Li Ruotong answered, crying. "Where is my hand?" Yang Zongjing lewdly asked. "On my thigh," Li Ruotong replied. As Yang Zongjing asked questions, his hand caressed her thigh, feeling her smooth skin and its pleasant texture. While enjoying himself, Yang Zongjing asked, "What's your bust size?" "35D." Yang Zongjing was shocked, but his hand was already at the edge of her thigh, stroking her panties as he asked, "Ruotong, what color are your panties?" "Pink," Li Ruotong replied. "I don't believe you..." Yang Zongjing leered, but his hand had already left her panties. "Now pull up your skirt to prove it to me! Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless and letting my men have their way with you!" Li Ruotong knew that Yang Zongjing was a complete lecher, so how could she dare disobey? After pleading twice to no avail, she slowly lifted her skirt, and Yang Zongjing, of course, was enjoying the sight up close. Yang Zongjing ordered her to lift it higher, and he moved closer himself. Yang Zongjing lightly licked her underwear with the tip of his tongue, enjoying her scent, and then said, "You're lying, I'm going to punish you." Li Ruotong was shocked, and Yang Zongjing ordered her to take off her underwear. Yang Zongjing took her underwear, looked at it, and put it in his pocket. In fact, she wasn't lying; it was just that Yang Zongjing wanted to torture her. "Alright, Ruotong, now put your hands on the wall and face me with your buttocks!" Yang Zongjing shouted. Li Ruotong trembled all over and pleaded again, "Mr. Yang... Brother Yang, I beg you, please let me go! I... I'll do whatever you want!" "Stop talking nonsense. You don't want to be gang-raped by my men, do you? I can be gentle with you, but my men never show any mercy!" Yang Zongjing said viciously. Li Ruotong had no choice but to do as he said, tears streaming down her face. Yang Zongjing leaned against her back, one hand reaching under her skirt to play with her virginity, while the other hand kept unbuttoning her clothes and reaching inside her collar to grope her. Li Ruotong possessed 35-inch breasts, too large to be held in one hand. Yang Zongjing had to pinch her nipples between his fingertips, rotating them back and forth, while his other hand played with her labia. He then sucked on her earlobe with his tongue, bathing Li Ruotong in intense pleasure. Judging from her wet genitals and erect nipples, it was time. Chapter 112 Deflowering Xiaolongnu. Yang Zongjing mentally shouted this, then roughly tore off her remaining clothes and removed her bra. Now, the beautiful Xiaolongnu, Li Ruotong, stood naked before him. Yang Zongjing took out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket, which he had prepared beforehand. He handcuffed Li Ruotong's hands behind her back. Li Ruotong seemed to understand what was about to happen, making a final struggle, but her resistance was not only futile but also further fueled Yang Zongjing's destructive desires. Yang Zongjing pressed her tightly against the wall, lowering his head to suckle her nipples, occasionally biting and tugging at them with his teeth. His other hand was on Li Ruotong's genitals, his middle finger thrusting into her vagina. Li Ruotong, subjected to the repeated stimulation, couldn't help but cry out in tears. Yang Zongjing continued to play with her clitoris with his fingers. Li Ruotong's breasts exuded a sweet fragrance, prompting Yang Zongjing to bite down on them. He withdrew his hand from her genitals, his hand covered in a clear liquid. Yang Zongjing held his hand up to her: "My dear Ruotong! Look, this is your love juice." Yang Zongjing tasted it with his tongue, then pulled down his pants, revealing his enormous penis. He smeared all the love juice on his penis, making it instantly larger and straighter than before. It seemed the time had come. Yang Zongjing turned Li Ruotong around, pinning her against the wall. He forcefully spread her legs, his hands gripping her large breasts like eagle claws, his fingers pinching her nipples, while he forcefully kissed her, his tongue plunging into her mouth. Li Ruotong's hands were handcuffed, leaving her utterly defenseless against Yang Zongjing's assault. Yang Zongjing's tongue, however, relentlessly sucked on hers, the rich aroma of her mouth further arousing him. His eight-inch penis was already pressed against Li Ruotong's labia, part of the glans inserted into her vagina; it seemed the cannon was ready. Yang Zongjing counted down in his mind: "Five, four, three, two, one!" Then, with a powerful thrust, his entire penis slid firmly into Li Ruotong's flower. "Ah..." The sudden loss of her virginity caused Li Ruotong to burst into tears of pain, while Yang Zongjing experienced indescribable pleasure. Li Ruotong's vaginal walls tightly gripped Yang Zongjing's penis, resisting each of his thrusts, but Yang Zongjing ignored them, repeatedly penetrating in and out, like a pile driver, faster and deeper with each thrust. Clear secretions mixed with traces of virgin blood flowed from her vaginal opening. Poor Li Ruotong was already crying her eyes out, but Yang Zongjing paid no heed, enjoying the pleasure of losing her virginity. Yang Zongjing's penis had already penetrated to the very end of her vagina, the hot glans pressing tightly against Li Ruotong's soft uterus. Yang Zongjing enjoyed the tight pressure of Li Ruotong's vaginal walls, the contractions from within her uterus tightening with each thrust, Li Ruotong's vaginal walls like a tightly locked lock around Yang Zongjing's penis. "Ah...ah...it hurts so much...ah...please...please...ah...it hurts so much...um...ah...please...let me go...ah...I don't want to...ah...um...ah..." Li Ruotong cried out in pain as Yang Zongjing's large penis thrust in and out. "Ah...ah...so good...I'll ejaculate first...Ruotong, let your vagina...your vagina be filled with my semen...ah..." Yang Zongjing thrust violently, finally erupting inside Li Ruotong's honeypot. "Ah..." Li Ruotong's legs went weak from the rush of Yang Zongjing's hot semen, she collapsed to the ground, sobbing softly. Yang Zongjing laughed loudly and said, "Ruotong, this is just the beginning, don't rush." With that, Yang Zongjing stripped off all his clothes, then unlocked Li Ruotong's handcuffs, forcibly pulled her hands forward and cuffed them again. He then buried his face in Li Ruotong's deep cleavage, enjoying the rich milky fragrance emanating from the newly deflowered girl. Next, Yang Zongjing suckled on Li Ruotong's nipple, the thought of these being the full, luscious breasts of the most perfect Little Dragon Girl from his past life deeply stimulating all of Yang Zongjing's senses. He then began to caress and bite Li Ruotong's breasts more and more roughly. "Ah...no...no...please...no...ah...it hurts...ah...um...ah..." Li Ruotong felt a tearing pain in her breasts and let out a soft moan, but the physical pain was far less than the anguish in her heart. At this moment, Yang Zongjing's hand had already reached the inside of Li Ruotong's thigh and began to caress her vulva.

At this moment, Li Ruotong's entire body began to sweat, and her breathing gradually became heavy. Seeing that the time was ripe, Yang Zongjing curled his tongue and teased Li Ruotong's pink nipples again, like a bird pecking at rice.

Li Ruotong, who had been holding back her cries out due to her pride, could no longer help but cry out, "Ah...no...Yang Zongjing, stop...stop licking, ah...I can't...I can't take it anymore! Ah..."

Yang Zongjing ignored her completely, because he knew that Li Ruotong's pride had been completely destroyed by him. Regardless of what the future held for them, Li Ruotong was destined to never forget what happened today. So he licked further down, meticulously and patiently licking every inch of Li Ruotong's fair skin, until his tongue stopped at her cute little navel, teasing it in and out, fast and slow...

"Ah...really...I can't take it anymore...it's so itchy...Mr. Yang...no...Brother Yang...Mr. Yang...please...don't...don't bully me anymore, ah...it's so itchy...I can't...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

Li Ruotong kept panting and begging for mercy. She had never experienced such provocation and such a wild and stimulating sensory enjoyment in her life. She even forgot her womanly modesty. There were only two words in her mind and heart to describe it, and that was—stimulation.

Yang Zongjing persisted, licking and kissing Li Ruotong's white calves, slowly and deliberately moving to the tender, smooth inner thighs. Li Ruotong could no longer endure it, crying out loudly, "Ah...ah...so...so strange feeling, ah...how could this be? Ah...ah...so comfortable...ah...um...ah..."

Just then, Yang Zongjing's tongue gradually approached Li Ruotong's bright red vulva...

Li Ruotong suddenly realized, screaming, "Ah...there...no...don't lick anymore, no...can't...look...you...you've already raped me...please...please let me go..."

To protect her last shred of dignity, Li Ruotong made a futile resistance.

"Ruotong, your vulva is already soaking wet, let me clean it for you properly. You don't want me to have my men gang-rape you, do you?"

Yang Zongjing lewdly chuckled.

"Ah...no! Yang Zongjing...you...you're despicable...filthy...ah..."

Li Ruotong pleaded pitifully.

Chapter 113 Dry Waves Li Ruotong

only heard the sounds Yang Zongjing made while sucking: "Tsk...tsk...tsk..."

Li Ruotong kept shaking her head, crying out, "Ah...no...don't do this, ah...so...shy...so shy..."

Yang Zongjing not only sucked the milky white fluid gushing from Li Ruotong's tender vulva, but also occasionally sucked the two bright red labia petals into his mouth, licking them with the tip of his tongue. Finally, he used the curled tip of his tongue to lightly peck at Li Ruotong's pink clitoris, which resembled a pearl. At this moment, Li Ruotong was immersed in extremely chaotic sensory stimulation, her body covered in sweat twisting wildly, making her exude an even more alluring and seductive charm.

Suddenly, Li Ruotong felt Yang Zongjing's caress on her full buttocks, and she barely managed to lift her head. She saw Yang Zongjing holding her waist and helping her up.

"Don't stay on the floor!"

Yang Zongjing said smugly. "Go to the sofa, Ruotong! The real show is just beginning!"

Yang Zongjing pulled Li Ruotong to the sofa, deliberately letting go of her hand, and Li Ruotong immediately lay down on the sofa.

"Yang Zongjing, please let me go! I... I've already been raped by you... Please... please let me go for the sake of our past relationship..."

Li Ruotong's voice sounded weak.

"Hahahaha... Ruotong, since you've already been raped by me, what difference does one more time make? After I'm done, you'll naturally get your share of the benefits!"

As he spoke, Yang Zongjing's tongue began to kiss her from her pink neck down to her earlobe and her sexy, red lips. His tongue didn't stop for a moment, and skillfully, he licked and sucked again.

Yang Zongjing skillfully played with the tip of his tongue, as if trying to awaken Li Ruotong's hidden erogenous zones one by one. His tongue finally approached her chest, but instead of immediately assaulting her high, fragrant breasts, he merely licked around the outside of her breasts before moving on to her armpits.

Li Ruotong hadn't expected him to suckle her armpits, and an unprecedentedly intense pleasure instantly coursed through her body.

"Ah... um... ah... ah... ah... ah... oh... no... don't... let me go... ah ah... please... so shameful... ah... ah... no... someone help... ah... ah... ah... ah..."

Li Ruotong was instantly stimulated by the electric-like pleasure, her lower body trembling slightly, and she began to moan softly. Yang Zongjing sucked harder again, and Li Ruotong's pleasure continued to increase, her body trembling even more. Then he licked along her lower abdomen from the other side.

"Ah...ah...no!"

Li Ruotong still resisted verbally, but a sweet pleasure surged through her side, and her body completely betrayed her. Yang Zongjing moved his tongue back to Li Ruotong's chest and down to her armpits.

This was the first time Li Ruotong had ever been caressed like this, and she was incredibly shy. In despair, she thought that if heaven gave her another chance, she would rather starve than agree to Yang Zongjing's advances.

Yang Zongjing's tongue had already crawled across her lower abdomen and was gradually approaching her full, erect breasts. He slowly licked her nipples from the outside in, like drawing circles. In a daze, Li Ruotong was surprised to find that her nipples were already burning hot. As soon as Yang Zongjing's tongue touched the outside, waves of pleasure spread throughout her body. The tender nipple in the center of her already mature breasts was teased by his tongue and covered in saliva, gradually becoming engorged and hard.

"Ah...so good...Oh my god! I...I...how could I have such thoughts...Am I...am I a slut...?"

Although Li Ruotong's brows furrowed, the pleasure flowing through her body as Yang Zongjing sucked on her nipples and areolas was irresistible. As

her breasts were sucked, Li Ruotong couldn't help but arch her back, her entire upper body trembling slightly. This intense pleasure was a first for her; only now did Li Ruotong understand why his caresses had avoided touching her most sensitive areas—he was simply trying to arouse the burning desire for her breasts.

After sucking her right breast, Yang Zongjing switched to her left, doing it again, lightly flicking her tender nipple with the tip of his tongue.

"Oh...oh...ah...so good...oh..."

Li Ruotong almost forgot that she was being raped by Yang Zongjing.

Yang Zongjing's hands kneaded her breasts, squeezing and kneading them as if trying to squeeze them. He first kneaded both breasts in circular motions, then licked the nipples, which exuded a strong milky fragrance, sending Li Ruotong into a state of extreme pleasure. Her entire body was unable to resist the sharp sensations, and her physical senses became even more acute. Perhaps he knew that such caresses were unusual; impotent men might do such things, but it was rare for an ordinary person to use such methods. However, he couldn't control himself. He thought it was probably because of Li Ruotong's body, the irresistible charm of which no matter how she was caressed, kneaded, or licked, he never tired of it!

"Oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh..."

Finally, Yang Zongjing's tongue moved downwards, quickly gliding over Li Ruotong's flat, white abdomen and reaching her mons pubis. Knowing Yang Zongjing was going to do it again, Li Ruotong reflexively squeezed her long, white thighs together. Yang Zongjing, having already played with her vulva once, didn't forcefully pull them apart. He simply moved closer to the exposed dark pubic hair, carefully inhaling the fragrant scent of her tender vulva. Finally, he slowly parted her alluring thighs, revealing a soft, raised triangle covered in pubic hair. Below, the clitoris, slightly pink like a nipple, was tightly closed. Perhaps due to the prolonged caresses, between her long, white thighs was a dark patch of grass glistening with a few drops of milky white fluid. Two delicate, pink labia, like rose petals, opened and closed, occasionally oozing streams of milky white fluid. He licked his lips, finally pressing his large mouth, like a kiss, directly onto the half-open labia.

At this moment, Li Ruotong had completely forgotten that she was being raped; her body had completely betrayed her.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Li Ruotong's lower body trembled slightly, the scent of soap and her own body stimulating Yang Zongjing's senses. He stuck out his tongue and licked upwards from below her labia. The violated young woman could no longer endure it.

"Ah...so beautiful...no! Oh...ah...so comfortable..."

Li Ruotong moaned. Yang Zongjing had only licked back and forth two or three times when her body trembled slightly, and milky white fluid flowed continuously from her tender red vulva.

Yang Zongjing buried his face deeply between Li Ruotong's snow-white thighs, first licking upwards along the clitoris.

"Ah...no! It's so itchy...oh...ah...no...no...I want...I want..."

Chapter 114 Passionate and Radiant, Little Dragon Girl Submits (Part 1)

Li Ruotong's waist straightened up, cooperating with the sliding of Yang Zongjing's tongue, and then repeated it again. This time, Yang Zongjing's tongue pressed against the edge of her tender opening, sliding up and down. Li Ruotong's slender, delicate waist trembled instantly. She slightly straightened her thighs, swaying her hips. Inside her bright red opening, the milky white fluid had already smeared the fleshy walls until they shone. Yang Zongjing pressed his lips to hers, swallowing the fluid from her opening with relish, while simultaneously probing the depths of her bright red opening with his tongue.

"Ah...good...a little deeper...oh...ah...so comfortable...I feel so good...ah..."

Even Li Ruotong was amazed at herself for uttering such words.

Soon, the milky white fluid from Li Ruotong's opening surged again, engulfing Yang Zongjing's tongue. He felt that this nectar flowing from her opening was as delicate and sweet as the sensation of Li Ruotong's body. He urged his tongue to lick even deeper. He not only wanted to satisfy himself, but also wanted Li Ruotong to experience the ultimate pleasure in his hands. He boldly spread her beautiful, long, snow-white thighs even wider, and began to suck on each symmetrical labia petal with his tongue.

"Oh...yes...um...like that...lick...oh...no! Don't lick...oh...ah...no...you still...you lick...ah...I feel so good...um...ah..."

Li Ruotong couldn't help but cry out, as her tongue carefully caressed her tender, red vulva, hot fluid continuously gushing from her body. Yang Zongjing sucked on the milky white fluid, and used his tongue to separate the two bright red labia petals outside her vulva, revealing a pale pink, wrinkled little tip, glistening with the milky white fluid.

The sight was so stimulating it made him dizzy, and he even reverently sucked on the pink clitoris with his tongue. At this moment, Li Ruotong suddenly experienced a small spasm, and Yang Zongjing stimulated her clitoris even more with his tongue.

"Oh!...I can't take it anymore...Oh...Oh my god..."

With Li Ruotong's moans, a large gush of milky white fluid spurted from her bright red vulva. Not only were her labia trembling, but even her thighs, spread apart from her waist down, shuddered and lifted slightly in response to the stimulation.

"Ah...How...is this happening..."

Yang Zongjing once again sucked her clitoris into his mouth with his lips, and Li Ruotong's entire lower body trembled. His tongue crawled along the slits of her mucous membrane, plunging deep into her depths. Her long, slender lower body, with its raised thighs and the bright red vulva constantly gushing milky white fluid, was incredibly alluring.

Looking at Li Ruotong's body, Yang Zongjing thought how wonderful it would be to lick and kiss her all day long! He widened the cleft further and licked the small labia petals inside with his tongue. Under the sweet sensory stimulation, milky white fluid continued to gush from Li Ruotong's vulva. Yang Zongjing inserted his middle finger entirely into her tender, bright red vulva, parting the inner labia minora while sucking on the milky white fluid flowing out. He then pressed his mouth against the two bright red petals, sucking hard.

"Ah...God...It feels so good...Oh...I can't take it anymore...Ah...I...I feel so good...Ah...Mmm...Ah..."

Li Ruotong's lower body involuntarily began to respond to Yang Zongjing's movements, and his tongue once again slid towards her sensitive clitoris. Her pink clitoris was already soaked with milky white fluid, standing erect. Yang Zongjing pressed it against his nose, then slid his tongue into her opening. Li Ruotong's lower body experienced another intense spasm. His tongue and fingers continued to caress her most sensitive erogenous zones; she had completely fallen into the abyss of intoxication.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore!...Oh...faster...Oh...I'm going to die! Please...please stop...ah...I beg you...please...um...ah..."

As soon as Yang Zongjing's lips approached, Li Ruotong eagerly met them, her hands gripping the sofa tightly, unable to control her burgeoning desire. Her fingers continuously teased her labia, and hot, milky-white fluid seeped from her tender, red vulva. Yang Zongjing

ignored Li Ruotong's pleas and inserted his middle finger. At that moment, a strong contraction came from the deepest part of Li Ruotong's tender, red vulva, and her waist rose up as his finger slid in.

"Oh...Yang Zongjing...Mr. Yang...ah...I...can't take it anymore...oh...faster...it's so itchy..."

Between Li Ruotong's snow-white thighs was a slightly pink, extremely alluring indentation. And the two engorged labia were also visible. Every part of her body was now submerged in milky white fluid, glistening and exuding a rich, erotic atmosphere.

Yang Zongjing knelt on the floor, meticulously licking each area. As his tongue touched each spot, milky white fluid flowed continuously, and he sucked even more vigorously, almost roughly. Li Ruotong's body reacted sharply to his tongue's teasing; her slender waist arched even higher, and the milky white fluid from her tender, red vulva overflowed even faster.

Yang Zongjing was completely immersed in the pleasure of Li Ruotong's exquisite, snow-white flesh. Although his tongue was sore, and it was Li Ruotong who felt the pleasure, he didn't want to stop for a moment. Not just today, he longed to make her feel sexually aroused every day, to lick every single pubic hair, every labia, and every nook and cranny of her tender, red vulva, hoping to suck until he was satisfied. When he raised his head, his face was already covered in the milky white fluid that had gushed from Li Ruotong's vulva.

At this moment, Li Ruotong's face was flushed with desire, and her breath was soft and labored. Yang Zongjing laughed heartily and whispered in her ear, "Ruotong, I want to make love with you wildly and passionately."

Li Ruotong was already deeply intoxicated and casually said, "Come on!"

Yang Zongjing was overjoyed. He immediately unlocked her handcuffs, turned his head to kiss her, and lay down with her. Yang Zongjing then put his hands between her legs, slowly spread them apart, and changed his position to be between them. There was dark pubic hair at the point where her legs crossed. As the angle increased, Yang Zongjing could even see the moist, writhing of her vaginal opening.

"You're so naughty!"

Looking at her charming and alluring face, he was even more aroused, and he could no longer restrain himself, so he mounted her.

She trembled and said, "Mr. Yang... be gentle..."

Yang Zongjing hovered and roamed his penis around her entrance, sometimes rubbing her clitoris, sometimes teasing her labia, sometimes lightly touching the entrance like a dragonfly skimming the water. She was aroused by Yang Zongjing's teasing, and from her half-open, intoxicated eyes and her heavy, panting breaths, one could see her unbearable ecstasy. Yang Zongjing could feel that her secret place was already wet and exceptionally lubricated. When she was about to lose control, she involuntarily thrust her thighs forward, but Yang Zongjing deliberately slid his penis away, not letting her have her way.

"No... no more... if you want to... go in... if you don't... don't go in, then let me go... ah..."

Yang Zongjing was aroused by her shy and coquettish state, and involuntarily lowered his hips, burying his penis inside her.

"Ah..."

she cried out, her expression revealing a thirst for pleasure. She placed her smooth, alluring legs in Yang Zongjing's arms, swaying her slender waist, actively thrusting, bumping, welcoming, and responding.

"Is it beautiful?"

"Extremely beautiful... Ah... I... I've never felt so good before..."

Li Ruotong groaned. By now, she had passed the period of virginity's pain and was beginning to feel pleasure and stimulation.

Yang Zongjing's thrusts into Li Ruotong gradually increased in speed and intensity, a hundred kinds of kneading. He pulled to the head, then thrust to the root, three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.

With each deep thrust, Li Ruotong's jade hands rhythmically and tightly gripped Yang Zongjing's arms, groaning rhythmically. At the same time, with each deep thrust, his penis struck Li Ruotong's perineum, and the contraction of Li Ruotong's perineum always sent a tingling sensation through Yang Zongjing. The wrinkled vaginal walls rubbed against the sensitive glans, sending waves of electric-like tingling sensations through the glans, up the spinal cord, and to the brain, causing Yang Zongjing to tilt his head back and take a deep breath. His engorged penis, covered in engorged blood vessels, made Li Ruotong's vagina even narrower, increasing the friction. Looking down, he saw Li Ruotong's crimson labia being pulled in and out with each thrust.

"Oh...oh...ah...ah...so good...ah...I'm so good...ah...no...you're so good...um...ah..."

she moaned softly, her starry eyes slightly lowered, her breathing becoming rapid.

Her slender waist swayed like a water snake, yielding and inviting, sucking and swallowing. He thrust in and out, left and right, making her pant heavily, her jade-like legs swaying uncontrollably, her hair disheveled, obscuring her pink neck, her breath coming in gasps. The beautiful sounds of "Puzi! Puzi!"

rose and fell, never ceasing.

"Oh...oh...slower...slower..."

Amidst the continuous moans, her eyes were tightly closed, her head swaying from side to side. Her vagina was narrow and deep, the cavern exceptionally hot, and her vaginal fluids gushed forth like a spring. Yang Zongjing couldn't help but thrust his jade stem forward forcefully. She let out a moan, gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, opened her mouth wide, and let out an electric-like groan. She bit her lips tightly with her teeth for a full minute, then suddenly thrust powerfully again, muffledly crying out, "Oh! No...don't move...I...I'm going to die...I'm finished...I'm finished...I...I'm going to die...I'm going to ascend to heaven...ah...I'm going to become an immortal..."

Yang Zongjing followed her wishes, his hips pressed tightly together, his jade stem pressing against the cavern. He felt the deep mons pubis sucking on his glans, sucking, spitting, thrusting, and rubbing, like a surging hot current, scalding Yang Zongjing's whole body with spasms. A surge of heat welled up at the tip of his penis, and Yang Zongjing used all his strength to press her legs towards her chest, kneading her thighs forward... The heat surged, and her juices overflowed. A stream of hot fluid shot from the base of his penis to the glans. "Hmph!"

Yang Zongjing couldn't help but groan. "Ah! Ah... Oh!"

Li Ruotong's hands waved wildly, her body trembled, and then she was completely paralyzed.

After venting his anger, Yang Zongjing sat on the floor to rest for a while. Watching Li Ruotong lying on the sofa panting, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Chapter 115 Passionate and Explosive, Little Dragon Girl Submits (Part 2)

After a while, Yang Zongjing regained his energy, grabbed Li Ruotong, and shouted, "I want more! I want more!"

"Ah? No, no, no!"

Li Ruotong was terrified and cried out, "Please, please! I really... really can't take it anymore... Please let me go..."

"Damn it! You have to have it! You have to make me feel good today!"

Yang Zongjing laughed loudly.

Then, Yang Zongjing positioned the limp Li Ruotong in a crawling position, her large, round, white buttocks facing upwards. Suddenly placed in this position, Li Ruotong was filled with shame and panic, crying out, "What...what are you doing? Put me down! Help!"

Yang Zongjing moved behind Li Ruotong, pressing his hand against her buttocks, adjusting his penis, and said, "Ruotong, I'm going to insert it into your anus, your asshole, that should be virgin territory, right?"

Upon hearing this, Li Ruotong was terrified, pleading, "No...no...no! Not there! Please...please don't...help...help me..."

"It has to be done!"

Yang Zongjing said viciously. "Today I'm going to fuck you to death!"

With that, he kneaded her plump buttocks with both hands, then forcefully thrust his penis into her wet, hairy vagina. With a "plop," his large penis disappeared into her cavity, sending shivers of pleasure through Li Ruotong's body. She felt a hot, swollen, numb, and itchy sensation in her vagina, and couldn't help but moan, "Ah...ah...good...Yang Zongjing...you...you weren't going to...do...do it in my back...why are you thrusting in the front...you scoundrel...you're despicable..." "Ah...so beautiful...so...so good...your penis...so big...so thick...mmm...mmm...Yang Zongjing...harder...fuck me harder...fuck my pussy...ah..."

Yang Zongjing thrust fiercely, his penis rapidly entering and exiting her pussy, bringing out a large amount of vaginal fluid that flowed onto the sofa and the floor. The intense pleasure and tingling sensation spread throughout Li Ruotong's body, making her face flushed with desire and her eyes glow as if they were about to drip water. Her beautiful long hair was covered in sweat and stuck to her cheeks, and her lips opened and closed rapidly, emitting lewd cries.

Li Ruotong thrust her beautiful buttocks back wildly to meet his thrusts, her snow-white breasts drooping downwards as her body trembled back and forth. Yang Zongjing grabbed her breasts from behind along her smooth back, kneading and squeezing them forcefully. Her breasts swelled up like large steamed buns, and Li Ruotong let out extremely pleasurable moans: "Ah...ah...good brother...Ruotong's good husband...your...penis...so big...fucking Ruotong's...down there...so beautiful...so...so good...ah...so good Ruotong...harder...fuck...your...Ruotong...good...penis...brother...my little hole...so...so good...ah..."

At this moment, her little hole was already wide open, and her juices flowed out like a flood, making it easier for the big penis to go in and out. The sounds of intercourse were incessant. Suddenly, Yang Zongjing pulled out his big penis, which he had been thrusting into with great pleasure, and the juices splashed everywhere. Li Ruotong felt a sudden emptiness throughout her body, an overwhelming sadness that made her cry out, "Good...good brother...Ruotong wants...quick...your penis...insert into Ruotong's anus...don't pull it out...waaaah...Ruotong's good husband...good...brother...dear father...I want...your penis into my anus..."

Halfway through her cries, Li Ruotong suddenly let out a painful scream, "Ouch!" It turned out that Yang Zongjing had pulled out his large, semen-covered penis and was forcefully thrusting it into Li Ruotong's anus again. The entire glans was now embedded in the tender flesh of her anus. Since her anus was narrow and untouched, and Yang Zongjing's penis was enormous, the pain caused Li Ruotong's body to tense, emitting a painful moan: "Ah...bad husband...it hurts...quick...quickly pull it out...Ruotong's anus...it hurts so much...don't insert it anymore..."

Because Li Ruotong's skin tightened, the large penis could not penetrate further. Yang Zongjing had no choice but to hold back, kneading and stimulating Ruotong's breasts and vagina with both hands while comforting her, "Ruotong... good wife... it's okay... it won't hurt in a while..."

Soon, under the magic of Yang Zongjing's hands, Li Ruotong became excited all over, her muscles relaxed, and she groaned. Yang Zongjing sensed the change in Ruotong and took the opportunity to thrust his large penis forward forcefully, "plop," and it went all the way into Ruotong's anus.

Li Ruotong couldn't help but scream again, "Ouch... it hurts so much... no... Mr. Yang, pull it out quickly... it hurts too much..."

At this moment, Li Ruotong was in so much pain that her eyes were full of tears, her face was pale, and cold sweat was pouring down her forehead. She only felt a burning, swollen, and unbearably painful sensation in her anus, and she couldn't help but struggle forward to get rid of the penis.

But Yang Zongjing held Li Ruotong's beautiful buttocks tightly with both hands, preventing her from breaking free. At the same time, he felt his penis tightly surrounded in her anus, swollen and painful, and he couldn't help but thrust. The large penis was difficult to move in and out of her anus, but a unique pleasure spread from the large penis throughout his body. Yang Zongjing thrust even more excitedly, while Li Ruotong screamed in agony, her whole body aching as if being torn apart. She struggled desperately, crying and pleading, "Good...good brother...Ruotong...can't take it...no...it hurts so much...it hurts so much...ah...wuwu...no...Mr. Yang...stop it...Ruotong begs you...let me go...ah..."

Her struggles seemed to cooperate with the entry and exit of Yang Zongjing's large penis. The excruciating pain made Li Ruotong's eyes lifeless and her face deathly pale.

As Yang Zongjing continued thrusting, Li Ruotong felt that the pain in her anus was gradually subsiding. Instead, an indescribable tingling and numb sensation, accompanied by a slight pain, spread throughout her body from her anus. She stopped crying out in pain and gently wiggled her beautiful buttocks to cooperate with Yang Zongjing's thrusting.

At this moment, Yang Zongjing felt that Li Ruotong's anus was no longer as astringent as at the beginning, but rather slippery, making it much easier for his large penis to enter and exit. He couldn't help but increase the speed of his thrusts, thrusting hard. Li Ruotong also experienced a different kind of pleasure that her vagina didn't have, and she couldn't help but sway her hips to meet his thrusts. Her hip bones hit her beautiful buttocks, making a "slap slap" sound. Li Ruotong started to talk nonsense again: "Ah...good...good husband...it doesn't hurt anymore...it feels so good...harder...thrust into Ruotong's anus...so good...ah...good husband...big...penis...so...good...it's making Ruotong's anus...numb and itchy...ah..."

"Good Ruotong...good Tong'er...your anus is so tight...it grips my big penis so...so good...Ruotong, shake it hard...good...anus...Ruotong...you...are so wonderful..."

The two of them were so engrossed in their intercourse that they were working together to the fullest, making lewd noises that echoed in the empty room. Li Ruotong's breasts heaved rapidly, swaying back and forth as if they were about to fall off. Her nipples were hard and erect, and her vagina was constantly leaking fluid. Her whole body was covered in fragrant sweat, but she still thrust backward frantically to meet him.

Yang Zongjing also pumped his large penis wildly, penetrating her anus deeply each time, while his hands also played with Ruotong's plump breasts and vagina.

Under this three-pronged attack, Li Ruotong was overwhelmed by waves of extreme pleasure, only able to express her joy through rapid panting and moaning: "Ah...so comfortable...my good...good husband...good brother...dear brother...it feels so good to fuck Ruotong's chrysanthemum...brother...harder...fuck harder...fuck Ruotong's...chrysanthemum...ah...husband...penis...brother...dear husband...Ruotong is all yours...fuck harder...oh...ah...oh..."

"Hahaha...Ruotong...I didn't expect you...you're so lewd...good...fuck you to death...good...chrysanthemum...clamping my...big...penis...good...so good...oh...good...Ruotong's...chrysanthemum...is mine...oh...oh...fuck...fuck you to death...my Ruotong..."

The intense intercourse between the two, the waves of pleasure stimulating them made Yang Zongjing and Li Ruotong even more oblivious to their own sexual intercourse.

Li Ruotong endured wave after wave of fierce attacks from the large penis. Her whole body was numb with a tingling, itchy, and numbing sensation deep inside her anus, which spread throughout her body. Her vagina contracted continuously, and her juices flowed out incessantly. Li Ruotong moaned excitedly, "Ah... Ruotong's good... good brother... good husband... so beautiful... penis brother... your... penis... so thick... so hot... ah... fuck... fuck... Ruotong's chrysanthemum... chrysanthemum feels so good... good... good brother... you're so good at fucking... Ruotong will let... let husband... fuck... chrysanthemum... ah... I can't take it anymore... Ruotong is going to cum... ah... ah." Yang Zongjing increased the speed of his thrusts, thrusting faster and harder. Li Ruotong trembled all over, her anus contracting and biting the penis, her vagina expanding and a gush of juices gushing out, her vagina opening and closing incessantly.

Li Ruotong let out a satisfied moan. Yang Zongjing pulled his penis out of Li Ruotong's anus and quickly inserted it into Ruotong's extremely excited vagina, thrusting forcefully. Li Ruotong became excited again and frantically responded.

Li Ruotong and Yang Zongjing engaged in frenzied intercourse, forgetting everything. Under the powerful thrusts of Yang Zongjing's large penis, Li Ruotong climaxed again and again, lying on her back, powerless. Yang Zongjing, on top of Ruotong, continued to thrust rapidly with his large penis. After more than two hundred thrusts, Yang Zongjing felt a surge of pleasure in his glans and couldn't help but shout, "Oh...good...good Ruotong...move...squeeze...squeeze my penis...ah...my penis...good...so good...ah...I'm coming..."

With a frenzied thrust, his penis plunged deep into her vagina, and a stream of hot semen shot into Li Ruotong's uterus. Li Ruotong's flower opened wide, and she also climaxed, moaning, "Oh...oh...good...so hot...semen...ah...it's burning Ruotong...ah...good...good husband...Ruotong...good...so good...ah...Ruotong has climaxed again..."

The two held each other tightly, enjoying the afterglow of their orgasm, their heavy breathing echoing in the room.

Five minutes later, Yang Zongjing's penis revived, the eight-inch-long dragon baring its fangs and claws. Li Ruotong felt it and was terrified.

Yang Zongjing stood up and said, "Ruotong, use your mouth, suck it out for me, like licking a lollipop."

At this moment, Li Ruotong had been repeatedly brought to ecstasy and had forgotten the pain of rape, but when she heard that she had to lick his penis, and that it had so much disgusting stuff on it, Li Ruotong couldn't help but plead, "Can...can I not?"

"Is that so? Then I'll have to start with your vagina?"

Saying this, Yang Zongjing was about to push Li Ruotong down again.

"No!"

Li Ruotong was startled and quickly backed away. She thought that if Yang Zongjing did it again, she would either die or collapse from exhaustion. So she could only say, "I'll lick it!"

Immediately, Li Ruotong knelt in front of Yang Zongjing and began to lick his penis. She seemed to have no experience at all, her tongue licking all of Yang Zongjing's sensitive areas.

While enjoying wave after wave of pleasure, Yang Zongjing's hands were never idle, kneading her 35-inch breasts with one hand and occasionally thrusting his penis in and out.

Yang Zongjing's penis thrust in and out of Li Ruotong's mouth, her moist mouth and gentle tongue constantly stimulating every nerve in Yang Zongjing's body.

"Ah...ah...I'm coming..."

Finally, Yang Zongjing ejaculated all his semen into her mouth. Watching the semen drip from the corners of the beautiful woman's mouth as she coughed incessantly, Yang Zongjing felt an unprecedented pleasure.

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