[The Romantic History of Warlords] (Chapter 012)

Chapter 012 Night in the Water Room "Clatter, clatter..."
Old Donkey Head lazily lay half-reclined on the woodpile, tending the fire in the stove while slowly
puffing on his pipe, showing no intention of going back to his room to sleep. Seeing his worried expression, it seemed he had something on his mind
and couldn't sleep, so he simply sat there tending the fire.
"Oh dear! Father, you'd better leave quickly, or your daughter-in-law will be...you know...you know..." Dongmei saw this and
felt anxious, resentful, bitter, and ashamed—in short, extremely distressed.
Yan Baosan, on the contrary, was secretly delighted and overjoyed. He
carefully, gently, and meticulously caressed his sister-in-law's exquisite body, avoiding completely provoking Dongmei into a fight. Her delicate, smooth
skin captivated him, making him unable to put his hands down.
Lu Baolai was a rough-around-the-edges man, quick to seduce. Every time he made love with his wife, it was a whirlwind of passion,
ending in a few minutes. Then he'd fall asleep immediately, snoring loudly. Therefore, this was the first time Dongmei had experienced being touched and caressed by a man
, and it felt so comfortable and wonderful. Gradually, her resistance lessened.
As Yan Baosan's movements became increasingly gentle and considerate, Dongmei's heart slowly melted, a
feeling of gratitude and sweetness, a small sense of happiness. Then, lust, like a wildfire, burned brighter and brighter, completely shattering
her carefully constructed psychological defenses. Reason and morality were all
overwhelmed by the surging pleasure…
“Mmm…” Dongmei let out a seductive, alluring nasal sound.
This nasal sound, though extremely soft, made Yan Baosan's bones melt. His heart pounded wildly, overjoyed
: it seemed his sister-in-law was completely aroused, so, hehe… Without further hesitation, he reached down
, his large hand following the wet hair to the place that had captivated him for so long. Two fingers pierced
her honeyed depths, digging and stirring again, immediately producing a series of
wet, gurgling sounds that made Dongmei blush and her heart race.
This time, Dongmei completely gave up resisting, willingly spreading her legs wide to accept Yan Baosan's digging and
thrusting. However, worried that the loud sounds would disturb her father-in-law, she quickly reached out and hooked her small hand around Yan Baosan's
neck, leaning close to his ear, and whispered shyly, "Be gentle… Baosan… be gentle…
Don't let my father-in-law hear…"
"Hmm, I'll be gentle." Yan Baosan was overjoyed, his movements becoming gentler. However,
too much nectar was flowing out, and it continued to make a "gurgling" sound. To cover the noise, he grabbed his cotton-padded coat
and covered Dongmei's legs. Then, again, he used his fingers to roughly and violently dig and stir the honey hole.
"Ah...hmm...uhmm..." Dongmei bit Yan Baosan's collar and moaned softly.
Her legs were completely spread open, allowing Yan Baosan to do as he pleased. With rough and violent digging movements,
her pink hips bounced and trembled like a sieve, and the waves of pleasure that followed made her body
tremble violently. Her small waist swayed slightly, her two long and graceful legs stretched and contracted erratically, and her honeyed fluid flowed out, dripping and
soaking the cotton pants below her buttocks...
Seeing that the time was ripe, Yan Baosan kissed and licked his sister-in-law's delicate neck and earlobe, and asked softly, "Sister-in-law,
do you want it?"
"No... Father-in-law is here..." Dongmei shook her head gently. In fact, she had longed for Yan Baosan
to fuck her honey hole hard, but her father-in-law was less than 3 meters away. What if he alerted them... how could she
live afterward?
Yan Baosan secretly glanced at Old Donkey Head and saw that he was asleep with his mouth wide open. So, with a light laugh, he coaxed Dongmei
, "What are you afraid of? The old man is asleep. I heard that if he's asleep, even banging drums and gongs won't wake him, right
?"
"Then be gentle..." Dongmei, while secretly glancing at her father-in-law's face, quietly untied
her outer coat, took it off, and placed it under her, lying flat.
"Okay."
Doing it in front of her father-in-law... Hahaha, so exciting!
Yan Baosanmei was in a bad mood, turning over and pinning his sister-in-law beneath him. At this moment, he wasn't in a hurry anymore, slowly
unbuttoning the diagonal placket, pulling open the cotton-padded coat to reveal a red undergarment with a "Mandarin Ducks Playing in Water" pattern.
Then he reached inside, untied the strips of cloth, and pulled down the red undergarment, completely
freeing Dongmei's proud and full breasts. In the dim light, her breasts were a pale, luminous white, especially her nipples, which stood
out starkly.
He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and slowly kissed and licked her tender breasts. Her skin was delicate, soft, and smooth as silk,
exuding an intoxicating milky fragrance. This fragrance was like a fine wine, making him intoxicated. As he
kissed, licked, and nibbled, he said with ecstasy, "Sister-in-law, your breasts are so beautiful, so delicious..."
"Hmph...you little rascal...don't talk...mmm..." Dongmei was extremely shy. This was the first time she
had been kissed and licked on the breasts by a man other than her husband, and it was her child's future uncle-in-law. It was too shameful ...
Yan Baosan was somewhat drunk, greedily licking and kissing Dongmei's full and firm breasts with his lips and tongue, sucking on her tender
and hot nipples. His penis gently rubbed against Dongmei's honey hole, and the friction of his genitals was even more intoxicating. Meanwhile,
his hands moved gently and skillfully over her buttocks and inner thighs,
caressing and kneading her delicate, smooth skin. The soft, moist flesh of her inner thighs felt especially wonderful to the touch. His
mouth was also busy, constantly praising her: "Sister-in-law, your breasts smell so sweet and delicious, I want to eat them forever
… Sister-in-law, your figure is so perfect, your skin is so smooth, as smooth as silk…"
Women love to hear compliments from men, and Dongmei was no exception. Moreover, she had never experienced
such heartfelt praise, much less such tender caresses. Her heart was filled with sweetness and happiness, a touch
of pride and satisfaction. At this moment, she completely cast aside all the humiliation and reserve she had been clinging to.
She didn't want any of it. She just wanted to hold onto this beautiful moment, to enjoy this caress, even if it meant being shattered to pieces in the future
.
Thinking this, Dongmei completely let go, stretching out her small hands to stroke Yan Baosan's bald head, lifting
her little feet to rub his buttocks, softly moaning and murmuring, "Baosan...do you really like your sister-in-law
...so comfortable...oh...so beautiful...Baosan...Cuihua will definitely be very happy to be your woman...mmm
..."
For a man, making a woman feel happy is a source of pride. Yan Baosan was somewhat excited,
saying from the bottom of his heart, "Sister-in-law, I like you, I want you to be my woman, a happy woman
..." As he spoke, he slowly arched his back, his lips and tongue kissing and licking down from his sister-in-law's full breasts, lower abdomen, navel, and mons pubis
, finally using the tip of his tongue to gently catch the small red bean hidden among the tender flesh. Then
he gently bit it with his teeth, licking and kneading it with his tongue. At the same time, his hands climbed up, kneading her tender, full,
hot, and moist breasts with abandon.
"Oh... ah... so comfortable... so itchy... Bao San... my little husband..." Dongmei cried out
softly, her small mouth open. She was already aroused by Yan Bao San, her desire burning fiercely. Her body
writhed restlessly like a snake. Her small hands rubbed and pressed against Yan Bao San's bald head, wishing she could
stuff his head inside her to relieve the emptiness and intense itching in her abdomen.
"Cough cough..." Suddenly, a series of coughs came from the stove, startling Dongmei so much that she quickly shut
her mouth, her body trembling and spasming without daring to move.
Yan Bao San raised his head and secretly glanced at her, seeing that Old Donkey Head was awake, squinting at the fire in the stove. He
dared not stimulate Dongmei too much; if she cried out in pleasure, it would be troublesome. So, he straightened his upper body, gently
pressed down, and embraced his sister-in-law's beautiful, soft body. He kissed her cheek, teasingly
asking, "Sister-in-law, am I good at this?"
"Mmm... Bao San, your kisses feel so good..." Dongmei replied tenderly. Her beautiful eyes
shone with a sweet, happy light in the darkness. Her small hands gently grasped Yan Bao San's back, her thighs tightly clamped around
his buttocks, her calves gently rubbing against him. At this moment, she was completely intoxicated, savoring the sweetness of their skin-to-skin contact
.
"Sister-in-law, would you like to be my wife? If you're willing, I have a way to make you marry me and be a
happy woman. Tell me, are you willing?" Yan Bao San asked, swaying his hips, his penis
grinding wantonly against Dongmei's wet vulva. The friction between their genitals was no less pleasurable than intercourse, incredibly satisfying.
“…Hmm…Hmm…Bao San…I…I’ll think about it…I’ll talk to you later…Ah…”
Dongmei moaned intoxicatedly, hesitatingly declining.
Living in the same village, in the same courtyard, and then so openly remarrying…how could she face anyone afterward?
“Hmm, then we’ll talk about it later.” Yan Bao San didn’t want to force her; this was indeed a difficult situation.
Dongmei seemed unaccustomed to kissing, turning her head away and desperately trying to avoid Yan Bao San’s kiss. Yan Bao San had no
choice but to lower his head and lick her fair neck, continuing to sway his hips and grind against her once again overflowing vulva
. After all that teasing, Dongmei was unbearably itchy and burning with desire. She couldn't care less about anything else, and
began to moan softly, "Ah...so good...so itchy...hum...little husband...little brother..."
After all that, Yan Baosan was almost consumed by lust. He gently bit Dongmei's earlobe and asked,
"Sister-in-law, I want you, is that okay?"
"Ah...ah...come in, come in..." Dongmei couldn't hold back any longer, her eyes filled with desire, her heart pounding.
"Okay."
Yan Baosan guided his penis to her honeyed entrance and slowly inserted it into his sister-in-law's honeyed cave. Although it was already
incredibly slippery from the honeyed fluid, it was still tight and narrow, making entry very difficult. But
the feeling of his glans being tightly enveloped by layers of soft flesh was incredibly pleasurable, stimulating his body to tremble.
“Oh…oh…” Dongmei was equally overwhelmed with pleasure, her body trembling violently as the penis thrust deeper,
her muscles tensing in waves. The accompanying feeling of fullness and the tearing pain made her cry out,
“Ah…it hurts…be gentle…be gentler…”
“Okay, I’ll go slowly, be good, it’ll be over soon.” Yan Baosan noticed Dongmei’s furrowed brows and
tearful eyes, clearly because she hadn’t had sex in a long time and her vagina was too tight. So, he began to
thrust in and out more slowly, little by little. It took a full minute to complete this
thrusting motion, which was no less than a marathon. After inserting, he slowly pulled out, little by little. He repeated this four or five times.
In this way, the tearing and pain in her vagina gradually disappeared, replaced by a tingling, pleasurable sensation.
As Yan Baosan thrust in and out, the pleasure intensified, turning into a tidal wave that overwhelmed Dongmei's entire
being. She reached out and hooked her arms around the man's neck, her face flushed with ecstasy, her delicate lips parted as she moaned sweetly
, "Baosan...so good...fuck me...oh! Oh...oh oh oh..."
"Plop...plop..." Without restraint, Yan Baosan
thrust his penis violently into Dongmei's warm, tender, and lubricated passage, each thrust faster than the last. Dongmei trembled wildly,
her body writhing with desire, moaning softly, "Mmm...oh oh...oh oh oh...so good
...so good...little husband...fuck me harder...so beautiful..."
"Baby, I'm going to fuck you to death today, make you feel so good, hehe..." Yan Baosan was extremely excited, embracing
his sister-in-law's soft, hot body, thrusting his hips and fucking her hard.
The first time he was with someone else's wife, he felt an indescribable thrill and secret joy. He thrust harder and harder, like a pile driver
, never stopping. The slapping of flesh against flesh produced a "slap slap slap" sound, and at their point of union
, a flood of fluids flowed, making a loud splashing sound. Gradually, a peculiar, hot, and lewd atmosphere filled
the entire washroom.
"Hoo...hoo..." Old Donkey Head snored loudly, his snores like thunder.
Dongmei, no longer restrained, opened her mouth wide and howled wantonly, "Ahhh...oh oh oh...
...comfortable...comfortable...oh oh oh...little husband...good brother...fuck! Fuck harder..."
"Slap slap slap..." Yan Baosan grabbed his sister-in-law's pink leg, his buttocks raised, and frantically fucked her
tender cunt like a wild beast.
"...oh oh oh...little husband...fucked until it's raw...oh oh..."
An hour later, Old Donkey Head woke up, smacking his lips, his eyes still sleepy, and glanced suspiciously towards the haystack
. He listened intently, but there was no sound. Then, he added more straw to the stove, stood up, dusted himself off
, picked up his pipe, and prepared to go back to his room to sleep.
Just before leaving, he suddenly noticed a white object on the ground. He picked it up, smelled it,
and muttered, "Huh! What's this?!" Turning back, he examined
it by the light of the stove fire, then laughed, "Hey, it really is a loincloth..." He then glanced around in alarm, revealing a
lewd expression no one had ever seen before.
"What's your father-in-law doing with your loincloth?" Yan Baosan asked Dongmei mischievously.
"Say it again and I'll beat you up!" Dongmei was mortified and bit Yan Baosan hard.
Just then, Old Donkey did something no one would have expected: he unzipped his pants, pulled out his dark,
hard penis, and began rubbing it against the loincloth. He rubbed it while masturbating, masturbating and masturbating. As he continued stroking
, Old Donkey's face slowly turned red, and he opened his mouth wide, yelling, "Oh...oh...fuck...fuck your
little cunt raw..."
"Ah..." Dongmei was completely stunned, dumbfounded, staring blankly at her father-in-law's incessantly stroking
hand...
"You old lecher!!" Yan Baosan chuckled and cursed his father-in-law. Then he lowered his head, licking and kissing his sister-in-law
's earlobe, and asked mischievously, "Sister-in-law, does your father-in-law often use your 'fig leaf
' for this kind of thing?" He continued to thrust in and out with small movements, teasing Dongmei as he did so, "Tell me,
whose little cunt is your father-in-law thinking of fucking?"
"You..." Dongmei was both ashamed and angry, but speechless. She could only cover her face with her cotton-padded jacket to hide her shame. This was
too shameful!! She couldn't face anyone!!
Old Donkey Head probably never dreamed that while he was masturbating, someone was having sex
with his daughter-in-law's tender cunt across a haystack. His daughter-in-law's wet, tender cunt was only a little over a meter away from his penis, the
pungent, hot scent gently teasing his old face. However, Old Donkey Head's nose had long been ruined by the smoke from his pipe
, and he was too engrossed in his fantasies to notice anything. With his eyes closed and mouth wide open, he masturbated while
gritting his teeth and saying, "Fuck...fuck your little cunt raw...oh...oh...
is your little cunt comfortable?"
"Hey, your father-in-law is asking you, is it comfortable?"
Yan Baosan's question was utterly shameless, infuriating Dongmei, who bit his arm hard with her small mouth.
However, her heart was filled with an itchy curiosity, and she couldn't help but steal a few glances. Watching him
masturbate with his own loincloth filled her with shame and anger, yet a
strange feeling arose within her, disregarding all shame. Being fucked like this in front of her father-in-law was incredibly stimulating, driving her to a frenzy
, a state of utter confusion. She wanted nothing more than to stand up and yell, "Old man, stop embarrassing yourself here! Get out of here!
I want to fuck Yan Baosan
!" "Baby, is it especially exciting to watch your father-in-law masturbate while you fuck me?"
Yan Baosan was utterly wicked, shamelessly teasing Dongmei as he fucked her tender cunt. This wasn't just
idle chatter; he had noticed a change in Dongmei's body. The most striking feature was the increasing flow of her vaginal fluids,
like a burst dam, gushing and hot, flowing down their thighs and splashing with
each thrust of his penis, making a "crackling" sound against the haystack.
"Yeah, it's exciting. What's wrong?" Dongmei was enraged and went all out, her face full of provocation.
"Should we call the old man over, and the three of us together?"
"You..." Dongmei was speechless with anger, trembling all over.
"Sweetie, I was just teasing you, just kidding... Okay, okay, sweetie..." Yan Baosan saw that the joke had gone too
far and Dongmei was angry, so he quickly coaxed her with kisses and kisses.
"Hmph!" Under Yan Baosan's sweet words and coaxing, Dongmei snorted coldly and slowly calmed down.
Five minutes later, "Oh..." Old Donkey Head let out a long sigh, ending his performance. He then took a cloth
to wipe himself, casually stuffed it into his pocket, pulled up his pants, and walked away as if nothing had happened.
"Hahaha..." After Old Donkey Head left, Yan Baosan could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.
Dongmei was so ashamed she wanted to disappear. She covered her head with her cotton-padded coat, waving her little fists and lightly hitting
Yan Baosan, cursing him angrily as she did so: "You bastard, you son of a bitch, don't laugh! If you dare laugh again,
I...I'll kill myself!"
"Okay, okay! I won't laugh anymore, I won't laugh..." Yan Baosan forced himself to stop laughing. Then,
he chuckled and said, "The audience's gone, let's go all out!" With that, he straightened his shoulders, lifted his
sister-in-law's legs, and launched a second, fierce attack. These large, thrusting movements, with their increasing depth, made
Dongmei's little buttocks tremble and bounce.
"Ah... Oh... Bao San... Little husband... I'm so itchy... Fuck... Fuck me harder...
Oh... Oh... So good..." Dongmei shook her head wildly, her eyes closed and mouth open, moaning wildly
. Her small hands clenched into fists, pounding the firewood on the ground with a "pat pat pat," her whole body and mind lost in
the waves of overwhelming pleasure. Under Yan Bao San's crotch, she became a wanton and lewd harlot
.
“Okay, I’ll fuck you to death today… fuck! fuck! fuck you to death…” Yan Baosan gritted his teeth,
fiercely thrusting into Dongmei’s tender cunt with all his might, turning her honeyed lips inside out, her juices splashing everywhere. Her tender cunt
seemed different from Cuihua’s and Pan Meifeng’s; no matter how he fucked her, it was always so tight, the tender flesh tightly wrapped around her, bringing
him unprecedented comfort and pleasure.
“Baosan… how come your cock is so long… oh… so thick… so thick… so thick? Oh… oh…
oh… sister-in-law is so comfortable…” Dongmei was fucked to the point of ecstasy, experiencing unparalleled pleasure.
“Right? If you like it, I’ll fuck you for the rest of my life, make you comfortable for the rest of your life, haha…” Yan Baosan
was extremely proud.
Just as the two were fucking passionately and experiencing unparalleled pleasure, light footsteps came from the courtyard. Yan Baosan
, with his sharp ears, quickly covered Dongmei's moaning mouth and stopped thrusting, whispering,
"Don't scream, there's someone in the yard."
"Mmm..." Dongmei nodded repeatedly.
"Shh..." Footsteps approached the washroom. Startled, Yan Baosan and Dongmei clung tightly, frozen in place
, barely daring to breathe, listening to each other's pounding hearts.
With a creak, the door opened, and Cuihua, draped in a cotton-padded coat, made her grand entrance. She glanced around,
her face full of suspicion, muttering strangely, "I clearly heard noises in the washroom, but there's no one there?
Where did Yan Baosan go?" Then she turned and left.
"That was close..." Yan Baosan and Dongmei breathed a sigh of relief.
"Baosan! Baosan..." Cuihua called softly in the yard, her footsteps heading towards the toilet.
“Bao San, I… I need to go back to my room. It’ll be troublesome if someone sees me…” Dongmei stood up, crouching low as she began
to dress. The firelight from the stove reflected on her fair, pink buttocks, making her incredibly alluring. Yan Bao San was
completely tempted and couldn’t resist pouncing on her. With a thrust of his hips, “plop!” her juices splattered, and his penis plunged deep into
Dongmei’s honeyed passage.
“Oh…” Dongmei cried out in pleasure, her body jerking forward as she clutched her cotton-padded coat and collapsed
onto the haystack. Immediately afterward, Yan Baosan launched a fierce attack. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh were incessant,
making Dongmei's body tremble violently. She didn't care about anything else, opening her small mouth and panting as she cried out, "Oh...
oh...oh...ah..."
Yan Baosan was purely seeking release this time, without reservation or restraint, thrusting and pounding wildly until he quickly ejaculated.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft," his millions of offspring roared and poured deep into Dongmei's body, hot and pounding against the depths of her flower
. Stimulated by this, Dongmei also cried out and spurted out, her nectar spraying
out from her flower chamber, hitting Yan Baosan's penis head and causing it to droop.
"Oh..." "Hiss..." Both of them simultaneously let out a thoroughly enjoyable groan, their bodies trembling
and shaking. The greatest pleasure and comfort brought by that release was indescribable; it was too
good.
Dongmei, worried that Cuihua would come looking for her again, quickly started dressing after catching her breath. She dressed as fast as
a model changing backstage, finishing in the blink of an eye. Yan Baosan was astonished: "Baby, you've never
been a model before, have you?"
Dongmei didn't understand, nor did she care to think about it. Suddenly, she squatted down and did
something Yan Baosan never expected: she picked up his still erect penis and gave it a loud kiss on the head
: "I love you so much!" Then she stood up, gave Yan Baosan a playful and seductive wink, and
scolded him reproachfully, "You little rascal!"
"Come on, let this rascal kiss you." Yan Baosan, aroused again, spread his arms to hug Dongmei
, but she dodged him with a twist of her waist.
"Don't tell anyone about this, or I'll kill you, you bastard!" Dongmei said fiercely,
grabbing her hair and running away.
Yan Baosan lay sprawled on the haystack, patting his large belly contentedly,
grinning widely, "Sister-in-law, from now on you're my woman, Yan Baosan's woman, hehe..."

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