[Fantasy] The Lewd Immortal (Complete) - 31-33

Chapter 170 Yang Chan

PS: (Long Ling hereby promises that updates for "Heavenly Court" will resume in two weeks (that is, on Saturday, July 20th). I hope everyone will continue to support me.

Regarding "Heavenly Court," Long Ling wants to apologize to everyone. Because after graduating and starting work, I've been focused on settling into a stable job and haven't had time to update "Heavenly Court," which is why it's been on hiatus for so long. Fortunately, in two weeks I'll be officially hired by the company, and I won't have to worry about being fired for poor performance. Therefore, updates for "Heavenly Court" will resume then.)

The wind howled, and in the blink of an eye, Long Ling arrived at Rhinoceros Ridge Peak. Along the way, Long Ling thought about the events of the past few days, feeling a mix of joy and sorrow, a complex mix of emotions. Suddenly, she heard a faint and lonely flute sound coming from the other side of the cliff, like a secluded spring in an empty valley, or birdsong in an autumn forest. Long Ling's heart skipped a beat: "It's Sister Yang Chan!" She climbed... Shi was overjoyed, yet suddenly somewhat surprised. She lived on Guangzhao Peak, quite far from here; how could she be here at four in the morning?

Listening intently, the melody she repeatedly played was none other than the lines from "The Song of Fleeting Beauty": "Eight thousand years of jade aging, a night of withering and flourishing, I ask Heaven, what is the purpose of this life?" Astonished, he gracefully followed the sound.

A cold wind howled, the stars were few, and the snow-capped peaks stretched for miles like frozen waves. Yang Chan stood gracefully behind a boulder on the cliff edge, her white robes fluttering in the breeze, like... The Buddha might depart on the wind at any moment. Long Ling's heart warmed, and she quietly drew her jade flute, softly playing, "Where the wind blew last night, who counted the fallen petals? Across the vast sky, riding the wind and playing with

shadows, who shared this moment?" Yang Chan softly hummed a tune, turned around, her eyes like water, her figure like a painting, and whispered, "Ling'er, you've returned." She was quite pleased. Long Ling put away her flute and smiled, "Fairy sister, were you looking for me?" Her heart skipped a beat, wondering what important matter she had that made her wait here so late at night.

Yang Chan nodded. Nodding and smiling, Yang Chan said, "Yes! I heard Ling'er was back, so I came to see if she was still as mischievous as before! Now it seems Ling'er has indeed changed a lot!" Long Ling was suddenly startled and hurriedly said, "Sister, why do you say that? How has Ling'er changed!"

Yang Chan suddenly remembered that Long Ling had gone to Guanyin to cultivate Buddhism, and thinking of Long Ling's current expression, she smiled with relief. Then she smiled sweetly at Long Ling and said, "That's right. Ling'er went to Guanyin Bodhisattva, so it's only natural that she's become more sensible now." However, Yang Chan suddenly thought that now that Long Ling was sensible, she wouldn't misbehave towards her anymore, and she felt a little lost and bitter. Forcing herself not to let the loss show on her face, she half-jokingly said to Long Ling, "So now that Ling'er is sensible, she won't play with her like before, right?" After saying that, she looked at Long Ling with anticipation and nervousness.

Hearing Yang Chan say this, Long Ling felt relieved and looked at Yang Chan with a smile. Yang Chan comforted her, "Of course not, Ling'er will never let Sister Yang Chan be alone." The two smiled at each other, everything understood without words. "I came here tonight because I have a question I'd like to discuss with Ling'er..." Yang Chan's words were cut short when she heard the rustling of the forest to the east, and a dark shadow suddenly flashed past, whether human or beast was unclear.

Chapter 171 The Ferocious Beast Taotie

The *Shenyi Jing* (Classic of Strange Things), *Xihuang Jing* (Classic of the Western Wilderness), states: "In the western wilderness there is a beast, its shape like a tiger but larger, with fur two feet long..." It has a human face, tiger feet, a mouth and teeth, and a tail eighteen feet long. It disturbs the wilderness and is named Taotie. Another account says it is a deity. The *Guoyu* (Discourses of the States), *Zhouyu Shang* (Discourses of Zhou, Part 1) states: "When the Shang dynasty rose, Taotie was located at Pi Mountain." There is also a Warring States period book called *Taowu*, a historical record specifically about the state of Chu. Later, "Taowu" came to be used as a metaphor for a stubborn and vicious person. The *Zuo Zhuan* (Commentary of Zuo), *Duke Wen, Year 18*, states: "The Zhuanxu clan had an unworthy son, who could not be taught, and did not understand speech; the world called him Taotie."

"Who's there?" Sensing the commotion in the forest, Long Ling and Yang Chan immediately chased after the dark figure.

When they arrived, they were speechless with shock at the scene before them. A colossal beast, several meters tall, with a ferocious appearance, two-foot-long sharp hair, a human face, tiger feet, boar tusks, and an eighteen-foot-long tail, lay in a pool of blood. This beast was none other than the dark figure Long Ling and Yang Chan had been chasing; in an instant, it had become a corpse.

Glancing at the beast in the pool of blood, Long Ling's previously calm expression became extremely complex.

"Ling'er, is this Taotie, one of the four legendary ferocious beasts?" Although Yang Chan had guessed the identity of this giant beast in her heart, it was only a legendary creature, and she couldn't make a hasty judgment. So she asked Long Ling beside her. She knew that Long Ling had come into contact with far too many things in the Heavenly Court, especially things about ancient times. Long Ling was particularly interested in these things because he had been constantly collecting ancient books in his spare time over the years. In the Heavenly Court, if Long Ling claimed to be second in his generation in terms of knowledge about ancient times, then no one would dare to claim to be first.

"That's right, this is Taotie, one of the four legendary ferocious beasts. Legend has it that wherever Taotie appears, chaos will surely ensue! I never imagined that after thousands of years, it would reappear in the Heavenly Court!" Long Ling said absentmindedly, looking at the giant beast before her. Suddenly, as if remembering something, Long Ling turned to Yang Chan and said seriously, "Sister Chan'er, you must not tell anyone else about this, not even Father and Mother, you understand!"

Seeing Long Ling's serious expression, and considering how grave her words were, as a woman... Yang Chan, momentarily at a loss, cautiously said with some worry, "Yes, I definitely won't talk about it with anyone other than the two of us!"

Hearing Yang Chan's agreement, Long Ling finally relaxed. He then walked to the Taotie, cut open its skin, and took out a jade-green bead. He glanced at the bead, then sighed softly, "This Taotie hasn't fully grown yet, and its inner core isn't in its optimal state for cultivation. But it's better than nothing!" Thinking this, Long Ling smiled slightly and put the Taotie's inner core away.

"Ling'er, let's leave quickly! I don't know who killed the Taotie, and I feel uneasy staying here." After Long Ling put away the Taotie's inner core, Yang Chan said to him worriedly.

"Okay, let's go back now!" Knowing that there was nothing else for them to do, Long Ling replied in agreement.

Chapter 172 The Mysterious Little Round Ball

"Ling'er, look there! What's that?" Just as Long Ling and Yang Chan were about to leave, Yang Chan suddenly pointed to a tree and asked curiously.

Hearing this, Long Ling looked in the direction Yang Chan was pointing and saw a furry, round animal on the tree, staring at Long Ling and Yang Chan with a fierce and wary expression. However, Long Ling was surprised to find that when this round animal looked at him, he felt a great sense of familiarity, as if he already knew it very well. Upon this discovery, Long Ling stood there, looking at the little round ball, deep in thought.

"Ling'er, be careful!" Just as Long Ling was deep in thought, Yang Chan, standing beside him, suddenly noticed a strange white light rushing towards Long Ling. She hurriedly warned him, her hands not idle, quickly setting up a barrier in front of her and Long Ling. Before Yang Chan could even breathe a sigh of relief, she was surprised to find that her barrier couldn't stop the strange white light at all. No, it should be said that the white light was clearly immune to her barrier and still followed its trajectory towards Long Ling.

After hearing Yang Chan's words, Long Ling came to his senses and didn't feel any discomfort. However, when he turned around, he was surprised to find that the small, round animal was now standing on his left shoulder, looking at him ingratiatingly! When it noticed Long Ling looking at it, it even winked at him like a human, looking incredibly comical and cute.

Looking at the seemingly harmless little round ball, Long Ling silently guessed its origin: "Pure white, less than ten feet tall, incredibly fast, and immune to barriers!" Long Ling mentally matched it with all the familiar mythical beasts she knew, but still couldn't find anything similar. "Whatever it is! It doesn't seem to be of any harm to me, so I'll just let it be!" Unable to figure out what it was, Long Ling gave up trying. She picked up the little round ball from her shoulder and hugged it, turning to Yang Chan and saying, "Sister Yang Chan, it's alright, let's go!"

"Okay!" Yang Chan obediently replied, then followed closely behind Long Ling.

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The fairy Yang Chan was indeed as rumored, stunningly beautiful, with snow-white skin, dark eyes, a sexy cherry-like mouth, and long, smooth, pale yellow hair cascading down her back. A few strands of hair fell across her fair cheeks, making her appear so beautiful and dazzling. She radiated a mature woman's glow, making her seem so kind and noble.

Just then, a mountain breeze blew by, and Yang Chan's loose, pale yellow gauze robe billowed in the wind, instantly revealing her long, slender, white legs completely exposed, even the tanned, sexy beige lace panties at the base of her thighs were faintly visible.

The fabric clinging to her full, firm breasts appeared exceptionally thin and soft, clearly showing even her slightly raised, delicate nipples. Beneath the high-slit neckline fluttering in the wind, a deep cleavage was fully revealed, and her round, large breasts, supported by a pale yellow floral bodice, trembled as if they were about to burst forth.

The thin clothing vaguely revealed her alluring curves, and a strong desire rose in Long Ling's heart, wanting to possess this beautiful and captivating enchantress. He walked over irresistibly, gazing intently into her incomparably beautiful face. Seeing Long Ling staring at her so lecherously, Yang Chan, startled, blushed and blushed, making her appear even more delicate and alluring.

Chapter 173 Fairy Yang Chan

Finally, Long Ling could no longer suppress his desire to embrace and caress that beautiful, full, and tempting body. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, tightly holding Yang Chan's soft and smooth body, pressing her against the pine tree. Suddenly entering a strong embrace, smelling the overwhelming scent of a man, her head spun. "Ah...no...you...you can't do this..." Before she could react, Yang Chan's pretty face turned completely red, her heart pounding wildly. She opened her eyes, which were like two pools of autumn water, and looked at the young face so close to hers, feeling an overwhelming shyness.

Holding a soft and warm body in his arms, with two small mounds pressing against his chest, so elastic. Yang Chan felt her breasts pressing against a stranger's chest, a swelling, a tingling sensation, waves of electricity spreading from her nipples, causing her two small nipples to stand erect proudly. This made her even more sensitive, and she felt all her strength slowly draining away.

Sensing the change in her chest, Long Ling carefully looked at the girl in his arms, like a dew-kissed flower bud waiting to bloom in the sunlight.

Looking at her willow-leaf eyebrows, long eyelashes, delicate nose, cherry lips, and her languid, alluring appearance, a surge of youthful passion ignited within him, burning his face, and equally burning his swollen penis.

Nestled gently in the man's warm embrace, Yang Chan felt the hot breath on her ear, her body tensing and relaxing in waves, a caterpillar-like sensation crawling through her heart, and a gentle flow of fluid gradually appearing in her private parts, filling her with intense shame.

With her willow-leaf eyebrows, starry eyes, delicate nose, cherry lips, and flawless face, and a sweet, fragrant scent like orchids and musk, Long Ling was overcome with lust. He reached out and stroked Yang Chan's chin, feeling her skin as smooth as jade, and kissed her red lips, finding them warm, soft, and incredibly pleasurable. His tongue involuntarily slipped into her mouth, but she kept her teeth tightly shut. "Fairy...you're so beautiful...you know what? Ever since I saw you, I've fantasized about making love with you, licking you from your forehead all over your body to your toes..." Long Ling kissed her earlobe, his warm breath filling her ear.

"Ugh...you little lecher...let me go..." The intense masculine scent made Yang Chan weak and powerless. She tried to push Long Ling away, but she couldn't muster any strength. Long Ling ignored Yang Chan's struggles and pulled her close, making her nestle against him.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Long Ling brushed against Yang Chan's high, snow-white breasts. The elasticity and smooth, silky feel aroused him, and an erection rose in his groin. When his hands rested on her smooth back, he couldn't resist gently caressing her.

Aroused, Yang Chan was even more unable to control herself, her languid arms encircling the man's neck. Long Ling felt two soft mounds pressing against his chest and instinctively sealed the girl's moist, soft lips with his own. In an instant, a warm, spring-like feeling surged through both of them. Long Ling sucked on the beauty's shy, fragrant tongue, and as he sucked, a stream of saliva flowed from beneath her tongue, an electric current shooting from their lips throughout their bodies.

It felt as if they had been waiting for a long time; the kiss was so wonderful. Yang Chan felt as if a hundred flowers were blooming, like a happy butterfly, freely flying among the blossoms, light and boundless. Their tongues intertwined, sucking at each other, unwilling to part.

Lost in the blissful sensation, the beautiful woman felt a pair of large hands caressing her from her shoulders to her waist. The warm feeling lingered where they were touched. Occasionally, they would playfully stroke her full buttocks, the mounds of a young girl never before touched by anyone. Those hands would wantonly grasp and knead them, unable to let go.

"Mmm...no..." Yang Chan realized that the hands' purpose was not limited to that. Sometimes they would sneak over the line, trying to sneak from under her armpits to her chest. She quickly reached out and hugged Long Ling tightly, leaving no gap between their upper bodies. Unexpectedly, although Long Ling could not enter for the time being, her breasts were even more stimulated, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Long Ling was not in a hurry. His right hand followed the white and beautiful earlobe to the earlobe, then down the neck, and pushed down along the opening of the first buttonhole.

At this moment, Yang Chan felt not only an intruder above, but also something hard pressing against her lower abdomen, bouncing occasionally. Her private parts were being touched repeatedly, becoming even wetter, with a stream flowing down her thighs. All her strength seemed to have vanished; she felt as if her bones had been removed, unable to support herself, and could only cling to his neck with her arms.

While passionately kissing the beauty's cherry lips, Long Ling's hand slowly slid down, stopping at her buttocks, pushing her close to his body, pressing her tightly against his lower body. His left hand slowly slipped inside her clothes, caressing upwards from her lower abdomen until it reached her bra. He then stopped his wandering hand, moving from the cleavage towards her breasts, slowly sliding his fingers one by one inside her bra, aiming for her round, firm breasts.

When his fingertips brushed against her nipples, Yang Chan suddenly trembled, "Ah…," she groaned, unable to bear the stimulation. Taking advantage of the moment, Long Ling suddenly lunged into the bodice, grabbing the fruit that had been preserved for many years on the girl's snow-white and tender breasts. A handful of them, soft and fragrant, the high, full breasts pressed against his palm were so full, the touch exquisite, irresistible.

Suddenly attacked like this, Yang Chan's virgin breasts, her carefully protected chastity breasts, her sacred virgin peaks, were being touched for the first time by a hand that didn't belong to her, being wantonly rubbed and kneaded—something Yang Chan had never imagined before. Although she struggled slightly, repeatedly saying no, she didn't resist more violently. Long Ling felt as if he were holding a frightened white rabbit in his arms, the sacred peaks in his hands trembling with fear. Yang Chan's breasts were as smooth and tender as velvet, trembling slightly, yet so elastic when grasped. Though not large, they seemed to grow larger with his ministrations, constantly changing shape in his hands.

Yang Chan felt her breasts swelling continuously, especially her nipples, which were so hard they were slightly painful. Her snow-white breasts, experiencing love for the first time, were filled with joy and bounced incessantly. The tops of her pear-shaped breasts were rosy areolas, and her bright red nipples stood erect.

His demonic hand grasped Yang Chan's breasts and gently kneaded them. Her breasts were incredibly full, firm, and elastic. With each caress, her nipples became erect, and small bumps appeared on her fair skin—Yang Chan's erogenous zones. Even a simple touch there would send shivers down her spine, but today, with Long Ling's touch, they swelled and tingled even more.

Feeling the unparalleled elasticity of her breasts in his hands, Long Ling couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Smooth and supple, truly exquisite." He pulled open her bodice and slowly pushed up her undergarment. Yang Chan knew what the man was about to do, and a sense of panic rose within her. Her struggles intensified. "Oh... little... brat... please... don't do this..." she pleaded weakly with Long Ling.

But she couldn't stop him. She could only watch with a mixture of anticipation and shyness as the man removed her thin, delicate bodice. Her breasts immediately sprang out, revealing her snow-white, undulating breasts to Long Ling. Her bamboo-shoof-shaped breasts were round, firm, and flawless, with delicate areolas that were almost the same color as her breasts. Her pink nipples were half-erect, half-soft, nestled within the small areolas. His penis inside his pants throbbed with urgent desire, and an unnamed fire burned fiercely in his chest.

Chapter 174 Fairy Yang Chan

"I want to lick your toes, one by one... I'll slowly bring my tongue closer to your inner thigh, gently sweeping it, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes slowly licking your vulva in a circular motion... I'll part your vulva and gently pry it open with my index finger, from top to bottom, from left to right, slowly increasing the pressure and using my thumb to rub it in a zigzag motion, my tongue crawling around the vulva, the tip of my tongue forcefully licking your clitoris, sweeping up and down quickly... Slowly bring my penis to your mouth, using my penis..." "My penis gently pried open your cherry-like mouth, sometimes going in and sometimes out, sometimes letting you lick from the base of my penis to the head with your tongue, slowly licking around the glans with the tip of your tongue, gently biting my penis with your teeth, and rotating the head of my penis in your mouth... My other hand gently caressed your breasts, pinching your nipples with my index and middle fingers, sometimes pinching and kneading them with my thumb..."

Suddenly, Long Ling felt a sharp pain in her tongue, and her whole body relaxed for a moment. Yang Chan took the opportunity to push her away, then heard a crisp sound and felt a burning sensation on her face. Long Ling was stunned for a moment. Yang Chan quickly pulled down his clothes to cover his exposed breasts, then tidied his appearance.

“Fairy sister…” Coming to his senses, Long Ling pulled Yang Chan back into his arms, pressing her tightly against his body. “You’re so beautiful… I really love you so much…” Before she could react, he kissed her lips again. “Good sister… let me love you properly this once more. Just enjoy it, don’t think about anything else…”

Faced with this unprecedentedly intimate gesture, Yang Chan instinctively tilted her pretty face back, trying to avoid his lips out of shyness. She struggled with her remaining strength, but it was no use. Just as his force seemed to break her neck, Long Ling successfully kissed her fragrant lips. Her

alluring red lips were attacked by Long Ling’s fiery lips, making her feel as if she were in a dream. Although Yang Chan struggled slightly, it was futile, and she could only resign herself to letting the man hold her lips. She didn’t dislike Long Ling; it was just that her girlish shyness and her love for that other man still lingered in her heart, preventing her from expressing her pleasure towards him.

His kissing technique was superb; their lips met and gently rubbed together. Slowly, waves of ticklish sensations gradually dissolved Yang Chan's resistance. Gently embracing her, Long Ling held her supple waist with his left hand, while his right hand lightly stroked her back and shoulder blades. This action made her feel incredibly comfortable, light and airy.

After a period of gentle teasing, when he parted Yang Chan's lips with his tongue, she offered no resistance. Her reason told her not to open her mouth, but her body couldn't resist, and unconsciously, her lips were already half-open. Long Ling's tongue quietly slipped inside, slowly licking her gums. The gentle friction of his tongue there sent a strange urge through Yang Chan.

His burning lips kissed the beauty's rosy lips, feeling their slight trembling—so moist, smooth, and sweet. This feeling was truly one of life's greatest pleasures. Wang Yijun wanted to keep kissing her like this forever.

He continued to push in, and Yang Chan shyly parted her lips, slightly parting her pearly teeth, her delicate tongue tentatively parting, offering her soft, sweet, and lovely little tongue in a shy kiss with Wang Yijun. He sucked on Yang Chan's tongue, then held it in his mouth, sucking and licking wildly. His hands were also busy, roaming over the exquisite, curvaceous body of the beautiful woman, thoroughly enjoying themselves. Yang Chan

murmured, her body burning with heat, her little tongue involuntarily intertwining with Wang Yijun's, a stream of saliva flowing from her mouth. Wang Yijun diligently sucked on it, while tightly embracing her body to his chest. Her breasts were once again pressed by love, and a feeling of pleasure rose from within.

The kiss continued until the enchantress was breathless, her delicate nose emitting soft moans, her beautiful face flushed red, her heart filled with shyness, her bashful demeanor utterly captivating. She couldn't help but press herself tightly against Wang Yijun. It was a long kiss; his nimble tongue moved freely within Yang Chan's mouth, intertwining with hers. Saliva welled in her mouth, and she felt numb, her limbs weak; simply standing there was a struggle.

Finally, their lips parted, the tantalizing tongue withdrawing from her mouth. Yang Chan finally let out a deep breath, her breasts heaving, her cherry-like lips half-open. Wang Yijun leaned closer, their cheeks rubbing together, feeling a fiery heat. Yang Chan nestled nervously against the man's chest.

At that moment, Wang Yijun, in turn, couldn't help but kiss Yang Chan's delicate cheeks, gently nibbling on her soft earlobe, tenderly sucking on it. She felt a tingling sensation travel from her earlobe to her chest, then from her chest to her heart. Her right hand slipped inside his clothes, stroking his chest repeatedly, while her left hand tightly hooked around his neck, pulling him close.

Sensing the yearning in his arms, Wang Yijun became even more passionate with the fairy. His left hand, through her silk robe, caressed her breasts, which were exceptionally firm and elastic to the touch. He quietly loosened her belt, revealing her breasts trembling slightly beneath her pale yellow bodice. His impatient hand slowly slipped inside her clothing, gently caressing her from her lower abdomen upwards, moving towards her nipples. When he reached the bodice, his wandering hand slipped under the fabric, finally completely enveloping her round, firm breasts, which felt like cotton balls or ripe peaches.

By the time Yang Chan noticed, his hand had already slipped under the yellow bodice. The sensation through the clothing had already been intense; now it was even more direct. Her once flawless breasts were once again touched by Wang Yijun, and Yang Chan felt incredibly ashamed, her cheeks burning red. Wang Yijun was also captivated by her snow-white, trembling, and incredibly soft breasts. His burning lips kissed down her snow-white neck, leaving Yang Chan feeling a burning sensation wherever they touched. When his invasive lips touched her nipples, he felt a sweet taste in his mouth. Looking at the alluring beauty's shy and incomparable charm, he was overjoyed. "No matter how clever and mischievous you are... you're still under my control..."

Yang Chan was dressed in yellow, and her round breasts were being kneaded by Wang Yijun until they protruded outwards from the tight fabric. Through the thin fabric, one could see the white orbs of her breasts. When Wang Yijun pulled up her yellow skirt, her entire long, slender legs were exposed to his gaze, and her small toes were encased in a yellow silk shoe.

When the hand resting on her plump buttocks pressed down slightly, Yang Chan felt something hard pressing against her inner thigh, realizing it was Wang Yijun's erection. The pressure and friction made her lower abdomen throb, and she shyly felt warm fluid seeping from her secret crevice. Her lower body was already wet, and her heart pounded. She knew this feeling when she touched it with her fingers, but this was nothing like the past. Now she could clearly feel the fluid seeping through her thin panties, and it wasn't just wetness; the itching sensation was growing stronger.

The beauty's eyes were lightly closed, her delicate nose emitting soft breaths, her cheeks flushed red, her face flushed with shyness. The itching sensation intensified, and Yang Chan couldn't help but twist her waist. Wang Yijun let out a soft moan, pressing the hard object down even harder. She could no longer stand; her limp body slid down, and her legs began to bend.

Looking at Yang Chan's charming, gentle, and shy beauty, Wang Yijun knew she was getting into the swing of things. His right hand explored downwards without resistance, gliding smoothly over her fair belly, gradually reaching her pubic hair, which was slightly damp. His fingers moved further down, touching two mounds of flesh. Then he gently lifted her skirt, revealing a small, yellow, openwork panty, so narrow that it barely covered her pubic area, easily revealing her pubic hair.

As he slowly kissed her full, alluring red lips, Wang Yijun gently lifted her nearly collapsing body and carried her to a large rock. Yang Chan realized what was about to happen, her cheeks flushed, a mixture of shyness and anticipation. He

gently lay down beside this beautiful woman, his tongue slipping to her soft earlobe, stroking her back like a baby being soothed. He secretly watched Yang Chan's expression; she slightly furrowed her brows, tilting her head back to reveal her white throat. His tongue left her earlobe and continued to roam down her snow-white neck, sweeping back and forth along her throat before turning to her cheek and slowly licking it. At the same time, he carefully reached for her alluring, rounded breasts. Yang Chan's body twitched slightly, but she remained still. Her round breasts were now in his palms, her chest rising and falling.

Chapter 175 Fairy Yang Chan's

defenses had been breached, so Yang Chan no longer held back, allowing a pair of demonic hands to untie the knots of her outer garment one by one. Although her bodice still hindered her, her hands could easily slip inside. Wang Yijun gradually increased the pressure of his caresses, and Yang Chan's breathing grew heavier. Her slender arms wrapped around Wang Yijun's neck.

He quietly slipped under her outer garment and pulled up her bodice. Her breasts, previously covered, were freed, and her proud breasts suddenly sprang out. Her snow-white, soft breasts were beautiful and proud, elastic and perfectly sized, with a tempting red cherry atop each nipple. The moment the air touched her breasts, the beautiful girl felt a cool sensation, followed by a surge of heat that spread throughout her body. The instant Wang Yijun touched them, Yang Chan trembled and gasped.

Those breathtaking breasts were indeed exceptionally firm and elastic, revealing pink nipples. The marks from her bodice still clung to her breasts, adding to their allure. Wang Yijun cupped her breasts with five fingers, kneading them, feeling the smooth, creamy texture of her skin. Occasionally, she gently rubbed the nipples with her index finger, and they immediately reacted, hardening and erecting. These were virgin nipples. Wang Yijun repeated the same action with astonishing patience.

Perhaps struggling to breathe, Yang Chan's head swayed from side to side, emitting soft, mosquito-like breaths that only further stimulated Wang Yijun. The snow-white peaks changed shape under the cruel touch of her hands, the red buds at their tips growing and proudly standing erect under her caresses.

He lifted her delicate upper body, using the thumb and four fingers of one hand to cup her erect nipple, gently kneading her entire breast. The virgin's breasts shone with an elastic sheen, exuding an indescribable allure. His other hand caressed around her navel, the inner thighs of her long, slender thighs, and down to her knees.

With each breath, the beauty made a painful panting sound, but Wang Yijun knew it wasn't a sound of genuine pain. Yang Chan bent one hand, placing the back of her hand on her forehead to conceal her lewd expression, while her other hand rested on her shoulder, her entire demeanor appearing casual.

Gazing at the beautiful woman lying beside him, panting heavily, and caressing Yang Chan's entire body for a long time, Wang Yijun slowly brought his head closer to her breasts. The large, firm breasts were perky, their pink nipples pointing upwards. She closed her eyes, her face flushed with excitement, but her expression remained relatively calm. Occasionally, she would forcefully close her mouth, letting out a small moan, and gently twist her lower body.

When Wang Yijun's burning tongue swept across her nipple, Yang Chan felt a surge of electricity coursing from her nipple down her body and through her limbs. She trembled suddenly, "Ah..." she groaned, unable to bear it. Had she lost her virginity, so carefully guarded for so many years? But as her hands continued to caress her, and her nimble tongue attacked, a wave of pleasure welled up from the depths of her heart. Her nipples gradually hardened, bringing even greater sensitivity.

That mature body exuded endless charm. Wang Yijun suckled at this exquisite beauty, the pleasure in his heart indescribable. He couldn't help but gently bite Yang Chan's nipple with his teeth, while his right palm enveloped her other breast, slowly kneading it. Soon, the baby-faced beauty's body trembled involuntarily, her legs rubbing incessantly.

First, he circled her right breast, then lightly touched the nipple. Yang Chan's consciousness seemed to follow the circles, a strong current shooting up into her brain and down into her vagina. Just as she was getting used to her right breast, the wretched little devil attacked her left breast, both breasts repeatedly squeezed and licked.

The repeated electric shocks left Yang Chan feeling weak all over, and her lower body seemed very wet—no, not just wet, but it felt like it was constantly flowing out. It was awful; she wished she could disappear into the ground.

Gradually, Wang Yijun moved his tongue towards her waist, and his left hand, which had been holding her buttocks, slid downwards, his index and middle fingers moving from bottom to top along her buttocks, forcefully grasping and kneading her plump buttocks. "Oh..." Yang Chan couldn't help but let out a lewd moan, as if her body and mind were experiencing complete pleasure. Her

long, snow-white legs were shapely and curvaceous, gradually parting to reveal her fair thighs outside her skirt. Her delicate, white skin seemed almost translucent, and a delicate little gold chain adorned her ankles. Her toes, visible outside her shoes, were not only clean but also neatly manicured and painted with a layer of magenta nail polish. The slightly red toes made her jade feet appear exceptionally pink and delicate.

Wang Yijun couldn't resist gently lifting Yang Chan's left leg, supporting her foot with his hand, and removing her little boots to reveal her delicate feet. He then began to suck on each of her long, smooth toes, licking them one by one. The toes were so smooth and soft. He gradually moved upwards, licking her calves, sliding down her rounded legs to her thighs.

His other hand wasn't idle either; Wang Yijun pinched and rubbed Yang Chan's right nipple between his thumb and forefinger. A wave of indescribable tingling sensation immediately spread throughout Yang Chan's body. Her originally small and lovely nipple slowly hardened, becoming large and erect. He moved to the left, his fingers deftly caressing her breast, focusing on kneading her erect nipple as well.

"Mmm…," Yang Chan groaned with pleasure, her body going limp from Wang Yijun's touch, her limbs weakly resisting.

After carefully sucking on each toe and her rounded, beautiful legs, he slowly moved upwards to Yang Chan's nipples, sucking incessantly, occasionally biting and tugging with his teeth, or teasing them with the tip of his tongue.

His gaze shifted to the beauty's lower abdomen; the lifted skirt formed a belt at her waist, her already fully feminine waist protruding to the sides. Her navel was quite full, but what was particularly noticeable was her vulva, which seemed especially fleshy. Liquid was seeping from her vagina, and a noticeable dark stain slowly appeared in the center of her swollen red lace thong. Wang Yijun squinted at Yang Chan's alluring secret place, his hand slowly wandering along her smooth thighs, finally resting on her plump buttocks, his penis hard and throbbing.

He carefully placed his palm on the slightly raised protrusion, and in an instant, the beauty's head arched back, revealing more of her snow-white throat, while her legs crossed, trapping her hand between her thighs. Wang Yijun calmly observed Yang Chan. She showed no sign of struggling or disgust, knowing it was merely the reserve of a virgin.

He attacked Yang Chan's breasts with burning lips, gently shaking her small nipples with his teeth. A tingling sensation spread from her nipples to her limbs and her private parts, making it impossible for her to resist. Her legs gently parted. He increased the pressure on her breasts, and with his other hand, he began to caress her round, white buttocks, then slipped under her panties, gently stroking the center of her vulva, pressing down with his palm, his five fingers stroking the fleshy mound covered by pubic hair.

Yang Chan was clearly experiencing pleasure, an indescribable sensation that she could never achieve with her own fingers. It gushed from the most sacred and mysterious part of a woman's body. When Wang Yijun's fingers moved, this sensation intensified, spreading to every part of her body. Moreover, warm liquid continuously flowed downwards from deep within her vaginal opening; the sticky, slippery feeling transformed into an itchy itch, stimulating the tender flesh at the entrance of her secret cave. The enchantress couldn't help but let out seductive moans, "Mmm...so good...ah..."

Realizing her own arousal, Yang Chan regained a sliver of reason and quickly pressed her lips together. But the extraordinary pleasure kept surging forth, so unconsciously her lips relaxed, and she let out a sweet, moaning sound that surprised even herself. The renowned Yang Chan was immersed in the pleasure of her secret place being attacked. At first, Yang Chan felt embarrassed, but as the pleasure increased, she had long forgotten her shame, reveling in the vortex of pleasure.

When the little devil's hand gently caressed the bulge between her thighs, it produced a completely different feeling than before, and she couldn't control it. It was completely different from the feeling of playing with her own fingers; an indescribable, wonderful feeling enveloped her entire body. "This little lecher probably already knows my secret place is completely wet..." Thinking this, although Yang Chan felt embarrassed, she couldn't resist. She felt her body floating in the air, completely at his mercy.

While kneading her mons pubis, occasionally pressing with his middle fingertip on any hidden protrusions, Yang Chan's clitoris, already swollen in the pubic hair, was continuously teased. She let out sweet moans, twisting her body and arching her back, actively thrusting her clitoris towards Wang Yijun. At this moment, the shape of her labia could be seen through her wet panties, and Wang Yijun couldn't resist sticking out his tongue to lick the beauty's private parts.

He spread her legs with his hands and kissed her thong. Yang Chan tried to push Wang Yijun away, but he held her waist tightly, continuing to kiss her private parts. As she moaned, his tongue slid along the edge of her panties into her vagina, pulling the bright red flesh into his mouth and sucking it incessantly.

The vaginal fluid seeped into Wang Yijun's mouth along his tongue. The intimate act made Yang Chan blush with shame, and she whimpered breathlessly, "...It's so itchy...it hurts so much...oh...don't...oh...don't lick anymore..." These lewd cries further stimulated the man's desire.

Reaching up, Wang Yijun began to roughly caress her breasts. Waves of indescribable tingling sensations immediately spread throughout Yang Chan's body. His fingers deftly moved across her breasts, focusing on her nipples, slowly rubbing her erect nipples. "Mmm..." She was too excited to make a sound, her breasts stimulated, her whole body weak, her limbs only able to resist limply.

Feeling something seeping from the woman's vagina, Wang Yijun withdrew one hand to touch her vulva, which was already soaked with her panties. The wet panties revealed the shape of her labia, and he licked the raised mons pubis with his tongue.

He exaggeratedly said, "Why is it wet? Oh... it's getting wetter and wetter..." Yang Chan tried her best to twist her waist, but she couldn't resist the man's strength. Her sensitive spot was licked by his nimble tongue, and she suddenly shuddered. "Ah..." At this moment, her panting sounded like she was experiencing full pleasure.

Finally, his tongue left her vulva and touched her clitoris, sweeping back and forth at top speed. "Don't do this... you can't... I can't take it anymore..." the Sand Fairy pleaded breathlessly. Wang Yijun was not about to give up and licked her clitoris even more diligently.

Knowing that the beauty was already intoxicated by pleasure, Wang Yijun began to undress this charming and blushing beauty, taking off her clothes and loosening her belt. He tore off her outer garment and bodice together, and the bodice gently slid over her sensitive breasts, sending a tingling pleasure from her two red cherries to Yang Chan's mind. Then he untied the belt and pulled down the skirt around her waist, leaving only a thin silk panty protecting the woman's most precious place.

Wang Yijun felt a surge of heat, for her love juices had soaked the fabric, revealing her private garden beneath the semi-transparent underpants, the sparse, fine hairs clinging to her sacred peach garden. Soon, her hand slid down her smooth, white abdomen, and as the underpants were gently pulled down, the beautiful girl was stripped naked by Wang Yijun, completely naked. She shyly closed her eyes, her sense of self-defense utterly lost.

An ivory-like, exquisitely beautiful, snow-white, and delicate body radiated a dazzling glow, like a flawless, holy, and noble goddess, shyly naked before Wang Yijun. Her fairy-like face was like black ink, her eyebrows like painted strokes, her nose like a cherry blossom, her breath like orchids.

Wang Yijun inwardly gasped, staring so clearly at Yang Chan's completely exposed, fair body. Her starry eyes gazed at the flawless, beautiful naked body; the grass on her private parts was a peculiar pale yellow. Gently stroking the soft pubic hair, the hair twined around her fingers, creating a strange tactile sensation. A delicate, virginal fragrance, like orchids and musk, wafted from the woman's body; now, aroused, the fragrance intensified. Her snow-white breasts trembled slightly, adorned with two rosy nipples, while her smooth abdomen remained taut.

Further down lay her paradise. Spreading her sculpted, white-and-pink thighs, Yang Chan suddenly felt a surge of heat throughout her body, a warm current flowing

from her lower body. A string of glistening dewdrops appeared on her pubic hair. Wang Yijun carefully admired her most secret private parts; a large patch of pubic hair grew luxuriantly, and her full mons pubis was slightly parted. Seeing the drops of love juice seeping from the shallow groove, she knew Yang Chan was aroused. Wang Yijun quickly reached out and gently probed her vulva; it was already flowing with fluid. Parting her full labia majora, two tender pink labia minora quietly guarded her opening, the shallow groove overflowing with love juice, awaiting the arrival of its new master. The flower bud, resembling a love bean, peeked out, only to be caught red-handed by Xiaoyu. With a gentle touch of her middle finger, Yang Chan was struck dumb, letting out a gasp. She bent her thighs, attempting to conceal her crotch, but as Wang Yijun's fingers caressed the tender flesh, her legs drooped limply.

She had given all her secrets to this newly acquainted boy. Though resentful, she felt overwhelming pleasure. Rationally, Yang Chan felt she should uphold traditional virtues, reserving her most precious possessions for another man, but now she only wanted to give them to the little devil before her.

Her fingers slid from top to bottom and bottom to top, gently caressing the bud. Wang Yijun's voice seemed to come from afar, "Good fairy... does it feel good?" Yang Chan didn't answer. She wanted to admit it, but felt too embarrassed. Yet, the pleasure was undeniable. Her slender waist began to sway slightly, a natural movement. A jolt of electric pleasure, both painful and itchy, coursed from her toes to her hair, and nectar flowed continuously, wetting the labia.

Pressing his middle finger against the wettest opening, he squeezed slightly, causing the petals to slip and part. His fingertip entered, and Yang Chan twisted her waist, trying to resist the deeper penetration, her brow furrowing. The virgin's lovely vulva was indeed alluring, and Wang Yijun felt an immense excitement at the thought of conquering it.

Greedily savoring Yang Chan's captivating charm, he kneaded her firm breasts vigorously for a long time, teasing her pink areolas and the snow-white, tender skin—every inch bore the marks of Wang Yijun. Shame vanished completely under this pleasure; Yang Chan became a woman desperately seeking love, her vulva forgetting the caution of virginity, just as a mature woman feels itchy and unbearable in pursuit of a certain sensation.

Standing up, Wang Yijun quickly stripped off his clothes. His hard penis, freed from the narrow space, sprang out like a spring, swollen and thick, with drops of fluid flowing from the small opening at the tip, wetting the thick shaft from the glans.

Upon seeing him, Yang Chan was overcome with shame, her face flushing crimson. A fear gripped her; was this despicable man about to invade the forbidden zone she had guarded for so many years? Reluctant to bid farewell to her carefree girlhood, she yearned even more to become a woman. To offer her most precious possession to the man she loved would be the greatest happiness. Her heart pounded like a deer's, and her lower mouth began to drool again.

With his engorged, red, and menacing member erect, Wang Yijun leaned down towards the naked, alluring fairy, pressing his weight against her curvaceous body. Her pubic hair was disheveled, and the fluid gushing from her vulva made her labia moist, the mucous membranes of her secret place still twitching. He spat some saliva onto his fingers and smeared it on her petals and vulva. The saliva mingled with the sticky nectar from her labia, creating an intensely itchy sensation. The once virtuous and beautiful face of the young virgin Yang Chan was now filled with endless seductive allure.

Finally, Wang Yijun's tongue reached the entrance of Yang Chan's vagina, pressing the tip against her clitoris and sweeping it back and forth at top speed. Waves of pleasure crashed against the girl's heart one after another. The nimble tongue brought her to the brink of ecstasy, streams of lustful fluid flowing from her honeyed opening. She trembled involuntarily, unsure where to put her pink legs, feeling only a burning, weak, and powerless sensation throughout her body. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she unconsciously let out a muffled groan, "Mmm..." Hearing the enchantress's moan made Wang Yijun's already erect penis grow even thicker and harder.

Without hesitation, he placed his hot, hard penis into Yang Chan's hand. Her small hand grasped this enormous thing between Wang Yijun's legs, her heart pounding. It was visibly hot and engorged, with prominent veins, especially the engorged glans, which was still slightly steaming. Wang Yijun took her hand and quickly moved it back and forth, rubbing it. Her hand was small and smooth, and when it brushed against the glans, his penis would tremble slightly. After releasing Yang Chan's hand, the beauty's soft hand automatically repeated the twitching motion. By this time, she had completely wrapped the purple jade flute around his penis.

He slowly stroked her beautiful legs with his right hand, gently caressing her from the instep to the calf to the thigh. His other hand was not idle either, slowly moving from the cleavage towards the nipple, touching the cherry-sized nipple. His right hand then slowly pried open her left leg, parted her vulva, and gently teased with his index finger, from top to bottom, from left to right, gradually increasing the pressure, while his thumb flicked the protruding clitoris. Chapter 176

, November 22nd: Fairy Yang Chan. "Mmm..." The alluring moans and groans made Long Ling feel unbearably itchy. He raised his head to admire her enchanting body, continuing to caress her breasts and lick her nipples with his tongue, while Yang Chan continued to moan softly. His tongue licked down inch by inch, all the way to the inside of Yang Chan's thighs, then slowly to her clitoris. Her reaction intensified; her body writhed, her love juices gushing out, and her moans grew louder and louder. His tongue moved down from the tip to the shallow groove, parting the labia majora and exploring the honeyed cave. Yang Chan felt a thrill of being violated, subconsciously wanting it to go deeper, but she said, "No...don't go in..." Straightening up, Long Ling pulled out his hot, fierce, and incredibly powerful jade pestle. Seeing such a large, fleshy penis, its purplish-red glans radiating heat as it approached her, Yang Chan was filled with shame. She had never seen a man's penis before, yet now it was about to enter her body. Could her small, delicate vagina accommodate such a massive thing? Fear and anticipation throbbed within her, making her body tense. But the wretched little devil wasn't in a hurry to attack. He held its shaft intimately against her clitoris, gently touching her vulva, lubricating it with his own love juices, rubbing it back and forth along the narrow, shallow groove. Yang Chan felt waves of desire surge through her body, like tides, one after another, as if she were being electrocuted. She couldn't help but want to groan, so she bit her lips tightly. The meticulous foreplay made Yang Chan increasingly excited, wave after wave of pleasure filling her body. She felt her body trembling involuntarily, an uncontrollable tremor of pleasure. She experienced the illusion of her body floating in the air. The light, floating sensation and the numbing pleasure made her most feminine cleft hot and itchy, causing streams of lustful fluid to flow out, running down her smooth thighs to her alluring, snow-white buttocks. Her delicate body trembled with excitement; if the itching in her secret lips wasn't relieved now, she would soon collapse. Yang Chan thrust her hips towards Long Ling, pleading, "Please...please...please..." Her jade stem wandered in her sacred paradise. "Please what?" Long Ling deliberately teased her. "You...you little pervert...you don't know how to cherish me at all..." Yang Chan blushed, finally abandoning her girlish reserve. Her jade hand took the hard penis and guided it towards her private parts, murmuring in a voice so low it could barely be, "Ugh...please...put your penis into my little hole...um...come on...don't torture me...you're my dearest good man...possess me..." Having achieved immense satisfaction, Long Ling aimed the wet penis at the secret cave, slowly pushing it in. It had already broken through the defenses of the wet labia, slowly squeezing the penis into the fairy's incredibly tight mini-hole. As the hot penis broke through the two red labia, it felt difficult to insert. With a slight effort, the large glans had already opened the opening, half of the glans already embedded in the secret passage, but Yang Chan's little hole was too narrow, making it difficult to push further in, and a force was pushing the penis outwards. Long Ling was taken aback. "I finally got it in, how can I let it come out?" He quickly pushed in with all his might, and with a "squeak," his entire glans, as large as a duck egg, was squeezed in. Due to the extremely tight vaginal opening, his glans throbbed with pain. The tender vaginal flesh inside was incredibly elastic, firmly preventing his glans from advancing. The labia majora tightly enveloped the concave groove of his glans, and the large, angled glans seemed to hook around her labia, firmly hiding his glans inside her vagina. Yang Chan's eyes rolled back in pain, her thick eyebrows furrowed, and beads of sweat appeared on her nose. She opened her mouth to cry out in pain, but Long Ling immediately sucked her tongue out from between her teeth, preventing her from making a sound. She could only anxiously shed tears. At this moment, Long Ling did not know that Yang Chan was still a virgin, but he felt that her vaginal opening was too small, so he dared not thrust wildly, for fear of bursting her vagina. He carefully probed in, then gently pulled out, moving in and out of the opening he had already traversed, until he felt the explored area was no longer as narrow as before, before pushing forward again. Yang Chan was in a terrible state; her untouched vaginal opening felt like a giant ball had been forced in, tearing the narrow entrance apart with a sharp, stabbing pain. Even worse was the feeling of being bursting, like being so full you'd eaten too much, an uncomfortable, bloated sensation. The enormous glans forced open the tender flesh of the virgin's vaginal walls, pushing in layer by layer. His penis even encountered a thin membrane stubbornly putting up a final resistance, like being pressed against a powerful slingshot net, the strong rebound seeming to try and force the intruding glans out. "That's a young girl's precious hymen!" Long Ling exclaimed in surprise. "Yang Chan has been famous for so many years, is she still a virgin?" At this moment, Long Ling pressed his lips against Yang Chan's, inserting a little to test the penetration. The wet, sticky membrane tightly gripped the glans. The stunningly beautiful woman felt the hot, thick penis pressing against her hymen, making a sound that clearly indicated pleasure. Long Ling took the opportunity to lower his waist. Under the powerful pressure of the jade pestle, the pitiful hymen was broken, and a flower bud that had been guarded for many years blossomed, and the girl became a woman. A wave of pain struck, a tearing pain spreading from her lower body throughout her entire body. Yang Chan couldn't help but squeeze her legs together, "Ah...it hurts so much..." The pain made her gasp for breath. Although it felt very tight, the glans had already "plop" completely entered the sacred hymen of the virgin. Yang Chan felt as if she had been cut by a knife, and a numbness went through her head. She immediately struggled with great force. The penis gradually slid into the narrow vagina. The girl's cry of pain stopped Long Ling from his desire to thrust in immediately. He didn't force it in, but caressed her high breasts and kissed her bright red lips, quietly waiting for the pain in the beauty beneath him to subside. When the thick, hard penis entered the secret hole, it did indeed feel like a burn, but the initial tearing pain had disappeared. Now there was only a penetrating pain. Was something that big really inserted inside her body? It was hard to believe. Was there a man's penis inserted in a hole that even a finger couldn't fit into? The pain meant that she had finally lost her virginity. Yang Chan was suddenly surprised because the male body inserted into the secret hole was throbbing. It was a very strange feeling, and another kind of feeling, different from pain, also originated from there. It was a feeling more intense than touching a sensitive nipple or a protruding clitoris.

That incredibly subtle sensation, slowly welling up from the opening that held Long Ling, was both itchy and tingling—a feeling beyond words. Yang Chan seemed unable to bear it, involuntarily twisting her hips, her flowing, ribbon-like hair cascading down her back, letting out a soft cry. There was still some pain, but a surge of pleasure shot straight to the top of her head; pain and pleasure mingled, yet these two sensations, though similar, were completely different; she was experiencing two pleasures simultaneously.

Carefully observing Yang Chan's reaction, Long Ling pressed his lower abdomen tightly against hers, gently swaying from side to side or drawing circles with his hips around his penis. This manipulation only involved twisting the mucous membranes or labia, so it was much less painful than the initial deflowering. Virgin blood flowed down with the vaginal fluids and pleasure.

Occasionally, a sharp, twitching sensation would occur from the fleshy walls enveloping the man's penis. At this moment, Yang Chan would involuntarily let out an "Oh..." and quickly shut her mouth, realizing that she was doing it repeatedly, her continuous, wanton moans rising, her whole body becoming exaggeratedly hot, her lust gradually overwhelming her usual sacred and inviolable restraint.

Slowly, the pain lessened, replaced by a tingling, numb, and itchy sensation, waves of pain mixed with pleasure surging in her heart. Yang Chan panted continuously, her lower body swaying restlessly. Sensing that the seductive woman beneath him was aroused, Long Ling decided to begin his assault, crossing Yang Chan's long legs between his waist and hips, slightly raising her buttocks. As his large penis was withdrawn, the thin membrane that had been trapped inside the opening was also turned outside along with the penis.

She did feel a tight, painful sensation, but it wasn't unbearable. His penis, half-withdrawn, was slowly reinserted. There was a slight pain, but it also produced a pleasure that offset the pain. Yang Chan gently twisted her beautiful body, nakedly accepting Long Ling's thrusts.

His enormous penis, like a pangolin, thrust forward, stretching her tiny vaginal opening like a pig's intestine, causing Yang Chan to break out in a cold sweat from the pain. When the penis was withdrawn, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; the nauseating, bloating pain disappeared immediately. But soon, Long Ling lowered his penis again, shoving that bloating, painful sensation back into her, making her feel incredibly uncomfortable. She didn't

know how much time had passed; it seemed Long Ling had explored her tight passage to its limit, but a large portion of his penis remained outside. The glans seemed to be hitting the opening of a gourd; the enormous glans couldn't be fully inserted. With a slight pull, Long Ling spread Yang Chan's legs apart and forcefully thrust his jade pestle in to its full length. Using his weight, he forced the glans inside. A scream of agony escaped the beauty's lips as the glans forced its way through her cervix. Her legs involuntarily closed, but the opening tightened again, clamping the glans tightly between them.

Now, she was truly trapped, unable to advance or retreat. Long Ling forcefully spread Yang Chan's legs apart and relentlessly pushed his penis into her clitoris, grinding it against it with force. "Ah..." The immense size of his penis pierced her clitoris, causing a simultaneous surge of pain and pleasure throughout her body. She felt an unprecedented tingling, numb sensation rising from her uterus to her chest.

For a moment, her mind went blank. This was going to be the death of Yang Chan. The intense stimulation, combined with the extraordinary heat of the penis, made her clitoris feel as if it were blooming. She felt the urge to urinate, and though she tried to hold it in, like someone who had lost control, her vaginal fluids flowed uncontrollably, making Yang Chan blush with shame.

With the urge to urinate, all her energy seemed to rush out, and she collapsed to the ground, too weak to even cry out. Watching his thick, hard penis deeply embedded in Yang Chan's full, narrow vagina, Long Ling retreated, his frog-like penis emerging from her small, wet opening. Her vaginal canal, like a deep cave, convulsed incessantly, gushing out clumps of milky-white, blood-tinged vaginal fluid, overflowing from her vulva and between her legs. With

each convulsion, her vaginal opening shrank a little, finally returning to a tiny opening, her bright red labia minora retracting back into the opening, leaving only the labia majora trembling slightly. After a long while, Yang Chan finally let out a long breath, "Ugh...you little rascal...you've fucked the fairy to death...oh...again...take me completely..." "I'm going to fuck you to death...little girl..." Encouraged, Long Ling thrust violently, his penis making piston-like movements, the glans scraping against the tender flesh of her vagina, a sweet and pleasurable feeling filling his entire penis and then spreading throughout his body.

Chapter 177 Fairy Yang Chan

Yang Chan was quite seductive and wanton, desperately thrusting forward to meet Long Ling's thrusts, waves of breasts and buttocks rippled, her whole body exuding the scent of lust, a layer of fine sweat seeping from her snow-white body, revealing her true nature as a demoness. The two's genitals were tightly joined, without any gap, combining deep and shallow, fast and slow.

Her upper body slightly moved away from Yang Chan, looking at the part where the two's genitals were joined together, under the bulge of grass, half of the penis protruding, the labia slightly swollen. Long Ling wanted her to see the beautiful sight too, so he wrapped his arms around Yang Chan's back, interlacing his fingers, and pulled her closer to his body. "Fairy...look...I'm inside you...what a beautiful view..." She

looked down and couldn't help but cry out, immediately turning her face away. But Long Ling gently turned her pretty face back to their joined parts. Looking at their joined bodies again with a confused expression, Yang Chan's heart had pounded wildly the first time she saw it, almost leaping out of her throat. But after seeing it a second time, her whole body felt like it was on fire. Yang Chan could clearly feel the throbbing of the part she was looking at. Her swollen labia were pitiful, and the jade stem inserted there emitted an annoying heat.

To let Yang Chan see clearly, Long Ling pulled his penis out of her secret place a bit, revealing rich blood vessels and regular pulsations in the grass, and it was also covered in vaginal fluid. It was a truly lewd sight. Yang Chan's clever and clear eyes, unlike their usual clear eyes, gradually became misty.

"Put your hands behind your back to support your body..." Long Ling said, demonstrating as he spoke, then urged Yang Chan to hurry up. The two looked at their joined bodies in the same position. Yang Chan still felt embarrassed, her face flushed red, looking like she was about to cry, yet this allure also exuded a strong sensuality. His

naked, fiery body displayed a wanton allure before her, and Long Ling slightly tightened his waist, beginning to thrust again. Yang Chan seemed to match his movements, letting out a muffled groan, looking at their joined bodies; the thick, long jade stem was completely inside her.

When Long Ling stopped thrusting, Yang Chan glanced at him, but the instant their eyes met, she felt embarrassed again, her fiery red face burning, and the shy beauty quickly looked away. However, she didn't look anywhere else, still very interested in the point where their bodies were joined.

Holding Yang Chan's wrist, Long Ling slowly lay back, creating a riding position with the woman on top. Long Ling smiled at Yang Chan, who remained motionless, her face full of confusion.

She pulled Yang Chan's hand to her chest, her upper body leaning slightly forward. "It'll be clearer this way," Long Ling said, gently stroking the fine hairs on her genitals. Yang Chan looked down at their joined parts; the swollen penis was fully inside her, the hard glans pressing against her lower abdomen.

Finding her clitoris in the pubic hair, Long Ling rubbed it with his fingers, as if pinching. "Ah…," Yang Chan felt a surge of intense pleasure coursing through her body, her head tilting back. "Come on, fairy… slowly wiggle your hips yourself…" Even without Long Ling's prompting, Yang Chan instinctively began to move, her head tilting back, finding pleasure in the slightest movement of her hips.

Long Ling's fingers left her clitoris, and Yang Chan felt something was missing. She tried leaning forward so that Long Ling could easily suckle her firm, sweet breasts. When her clitoris pressed against her hard pubic bone, the pleasure was even more intense than before. Swaying her upper body from side to side, or rotating her penis as an axis, causing it to plunge deep into her wet petals, the feeling was indescribable.

Her hands caressed the beauty's pink breasts, while she gripped Long Ling's arm, her hips moving up and down repeatedly, but always returning to her seat just as she was about to pull away. Long Ling lay still, constantly caressing her erect breasts, watching her rise and fall again and again, her body drenched in fragrant sweat. He felt her vagina was incredibly tight and warm, giving him wave after wave of pleasure.

"You're so naughty... um... always bullying me..." Yang Chan said, her face flushed. "How am I naughty..." Long Ling asked curiously, not quite understanding. "You're naughty... oh... you don't move at all... making me almost exhausted..." the beauty whispered shyly.

Hearing Yang Chan say this, Long Ling became extremely excited, so she lifted up her pink and round buttocks and vigorously swayed her waist, thrusting upwards with force. It was much easier when the two of them moved together, Yang Chan's waist and hips twisting and shaking wildly in coordination.

Vigorously swaying her charming body, Yang Chan let out lewd moans, pleasurably cooperating with Long Ling's thrusts, "Ah... oh... I'm going crazy... what should I do...", as if she was about to explode, she felt lightheaded, as if she was about to enter a dazzling and wonderful world.

Watching Yang Chan, her hips throbbing wildly, engage in intense intercourse, Long Ling couldn't help himself. "Mmm...so good...sister...move harder...make me feel even better..."

Realizing that she wasn't the only one experiencing pleasure, Yang Chan became even more excited. She pressed her innocent, snow-white breasts against Long Ling's chest, shaking them repeatedly, the blush on her breasts brushing against his warm skin. She kept twisting her hips, though her movements were somewhat clumsy, but that awkwardness only became a stimulus for Long Ling. Besides, she had just lost her virginity, so her secret place was still very tight.

Long Ling tightly embraced Yang Chan's youthful yet mature naked body, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss, exchanging saliva. He gripped her full, white buttocks with both hands, ruthlessly inserting his penis into her petals, reaching her honeypot, relentlessly thrusting in and out of her most mysterious and sacred forest. Although his penis felt the tightness of a virgin, the pleasure was also much stronger.

Full breasts and firm, jade-like legs pressed against Long Ling's body. Yang Chan excitedly swayed her slender waist up and down, her high, full breasts shaking violently, dripping with fragrant sweat. Her youthful body swayed with Long Ling's thrusts, enjoying the waves of tingling pleasure coming from her lower body, not knowing when it would end.

The lustful fluid secreted from her vagina was plentiful and slippery, making it easier for Long Ling to thrust. Suddenly, he felt the tender flesh inside her vagina contract sharply, as if the center of her vagina was sucking on his glans. He knew she couldn't take it anymore. Long Ling continued to knead every inch of Yang Chan's fair and tender skin, lifting his buttocks from below, supporting the woman's entire weight on his thighs, arching his body into a bridge shape.

In that instant, Yang Chan experienced a feeling she had never felt before, causing her honeypot to vibrate violently deep inside. In her closed eyes, she saw countless sparks exploding, and felt the wet petals of her lower body vibrating at will. Suddenly, a mass of things that had remained inside her body melted out.

Yang Chan trembled, tensed, and convulsed, her whole body spasming as a torrent of love juice gushed out. In that instant, she felt as if she were on a cloud, experiencing unparalleled pleasure. She closed her eyes, savoring the afterglow of passion, but Long Ling gave her no chance to catch her breath. He lowered his buttocks, straightened his body, and supported the soft, naked body of the stunningly beautiful woman, letting her upper body lie supine on the large rock. He stood between her snow-white legs, his hands grasping her curvaceous, crystal-clear body. His large, rough glans forced open the beauty's tender, moist labia, and his enormous penis once again plunged into her tight, delicate vagina, continuing to thrust wildly. The shaft rubbed against the tender flesh inside her vagina, and her little cunt made a series of smacking sounds from the thrusting.

"Mmm..." the fairy gasped softly. She only felt her body sink as he entered her deeply without any resistance. As soon as Long Ling began thrusting, she immediately felt herself unable to control herself from screaming. She desperately bit her lip, but moans still escaped involuntarily, "Mmm...uh..."

Feeling the extreme tightness of her honeyed cave, gripping his penis with unparalleled pleasure, Long Ling quickly calmed himself, first using the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. The nine shallow thrusts were like a dragonfly skimming the water, while the deep one was like a mountain pressing down. Yang Chan couldn't take it anymore, and could no longer bite her lip. A moment later, the cliff was filled with alluring spring colors, and the

sweet cries of a nightingale were incessant. "Oh...little devil...be gentle...oh no...no...harder...harder...ah...dear brother..." Her incomparably beautiful, soft, and snow-white body writhed, passively responding to every thrust and pounding of Long Ling's crotch, enduring every rough and fierce stab of his. Yang Chan wrapped herself around him beneath him, her beautiful and slender snow-white legs wrapped around his back, trapping him between her jade legs and snow-white buttocks, welcoming each of his intense thrusts.

The stunningly beautiful woman's starry eyes were half-closed, her cheeks flushed red, as the enormous penis thrust wildly in and out of her vagina, causing her to only let out intermittent, soft moans and groans. Only when a large patch of the massive rock was soaked did Long Ling lift Yang Chan, who was still lost in a sea of desire, and press her down onto the lush green grass. He raised one of her long, snow-white, beautiful legs high, thrusting fiercely into her completely exposed vulva.

He moved and thrust against that naked, voluptuous, and alluring body, watching the celestial beauty beneath him, this beautiful fairy being ravaged to the point of near death, panting heavily, Long Ling unleashed a series of brutal thrusts like a madman.

After a while of thrusting, Yang Chan felt herself reaching another climax. Long Ling's cultivation of her vagina seemed to resonate in her mind, growing stronger with each thrust. The pleasure surged within her like a tidal wave, irrigating her parched soul and body.

She felt as if she were trekking through a vast desert, nearly dying of thirst, when suddenly she encountered a clear spring. She immersed herself in it, drinking and drinking, experiencing a thoroughly exhilarating feeling from head to toe, from the inside out. It was like being by a stream, where clear water flowed quietly, and countless small flowers were blooming, with herself being one of them. It was as if she were all the flowers, embodying the joy of all their blooming. As she bloomed, her delicate body also blossomed, fully stretching out, filled with unparalleled joy.

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felt the pleasure of the woman beneath her, and she herself was also incredibly happy. The fairy's lewd moans and groans were like an aphrodisiac, giving Long Ling a feeling of inexhaustible energy. Especially when he thrust into her clitoris, the tender flesh of her vagina kept contracting, enveloping and sucking, bringing her to the peak of pleasure. The two were entwined in a passionate embrace, composing a romantic symphony of youth on the lush green grass.

As Yang Chan reached the pinnacle of ecstasy, her body convulsing and her vagina tightening, Long Ling's thick penis never withdrew from her body, continuously thrusting and pumping deep into her vagina, the glans hitting and grinding against her exceptionally sensitive clitoris, ravaging the beautiful woman until her clitoris opened and withered, withered and opened again, and besides lewd moans, she began to cry out to the heavens.

Although the stunningly beautiful woman was limp as mud, she still tried her best to please Long Ling beneath her, yielding and submitting to his every whim. Yang Chan hooked her legs around his waist, her hands constantly rubbing her breasts, her hips swaying and shaking, her clitoris like a small mouth kissing his large glans. Long Ling pressed her tightly against the grass and thrust hard.

Unable to bear it any longer, the waves of pleasure, which started out one at a time, became indistinguishable later. His large glans rubbed against her clitoris, and love juice gushed out of her honeypot. "Ah...so good...baby...come on...I belong to you...faster...oh...it feels so good..."

The two seemed to sense each other's urges at the same time, knowing they were about to climax, and both thrust and shook frantically. Gradually, they both erupted at the same time. Long Ling also shouted, suddenly embracing Yang Chan, and a thick stream of hot semen rushed into Yang Chan's honeypot. Drenched in Yang's essence, Yang Chan's eyes rolled back, her body stiffened, and she trembled, releasing a thick stream of Yin essence. Their naked bodies remained tightly entwined, passionately kissing, panting… motionless for a long time, savoring the afterglow of their lovemaking.

Unbeknownst to them, the sun had already set, and only then did they calm down slightly. Still pinned beneath Long Ling, completely naked, Yang Chan couldn't believe her lover could continue for so long; it was unbelievable.

When Long Ling lewdly asked her if she was comfortable, Yang Chan, now completely conquered by his large penis and submissive to him, blushed and stammered, "Mmm… comfortable… comfortable…" The gentle, beautiful woman tenderly and delicately caressed Long Ling's chest muscles with her lovely hands, asking coquettishly, "Hmm… you… you go on for so long… so long before ejaculating… aren't you tired…?" She finally managed to finish the question, her face flushed crimson, utterly shy.

Hearing the shy and timid question from the naked beauty beneath him, Long Ling couldn't help but chuckle. "No problem... Don't you like it? Are you uncomfortable?"

The stunningly beautiful woman blushed and nestled in his arms, whispering shyly, "I... I like it very much... It feels so good... You... You always... Insert it so... so deep... Oh..." As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost a whisper, her beautiful face flushed with an infinite blush, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

After listening to Yang Chan's gentle, charming, affectionate, and shyly tender words, Long Ling smiled smugly, "Hehe...baby...

don't worry...I will continue to satisfy you in the future..." After saying that, he embraced her naked, boneless body and cuddled her tenderly for a while before whispering in her ear, "From now on...you have to call me good brother, okay?"

Hearing him say this, Yang Chan couldn't help but recall her passionate moans just now, and was instantly ashamed to the point of wanting to disappear. She pounded on Long Ling's chest in protest, "No...I won't call you a little rascal..." Gazing into her shy and bright eyes, after getting dressed, Long Ling said, "Let's go...we're going back..." Without letting her argue, he put his arm around her slender waist and walked down the mountain. Along the way, the two hugged and rubbed each other.

As Long Ling carried the radiant beauty, still glowing from their recent lovemaking, down the mountain, the moon hung high in the sky. The official road was deserted, and Yang Chan, completely conquered by him, nestled obediently in his arms. Long Ling held her soft, slender waist, caressed her warm, smooth belly, and gently bit her delicate earlobe. "Baby... let's go..."

Her body immediately went limp, leaning slightly back into Long Ling's embrace. "You little devil... let's play again when we get back, okay?" Long Ling deliberately nudged her full, soft buttocks. "No..." He held her slender waist with one hand, while the other caressed her body, forcefully kissing her sweet little mouth passionately.

Although Yang Chan would certainly be ashamed to make love to him under the open sky, under the teasing of an experienced man like Long Ling, this beautiful girl would soon become completely defenseless. Although she had tacitly approved of his hands moving beneath her clothes, Yang Chan, who was usually incredibly shy during lovemaking, found it even more unbearable in this situation when it came to further intimacy. She gasped for breath, desperately trying to avoid the terrifying assault.

Having anticipated this, Long Ling simply pressed his body against hers, ignoring her half-hearted struggles, and focused intently on licking her delicate little ears, from the base to the tip, his warm breath constantly entering her ear canal. That was indeed Yang Chan's sensitive area; after only a few strokes, she clearly felt her lower body already glistening with warm, moist fluid.

As she was teased until she moaned softly, her expression utterly alluring, the beautiful woman was horrified to discover that something hard was pressing against her soft lower abdomen. Already aroused, the stunningly beautiful Yang Chan was overwhelmed by this. Her beautiful eyes glazed over, her cheeks flushed, and her snow-white skin felt burning hot.

At this moment, Long Ling slipped one hand inside her skirt, gently caressing her inner thigh, slowly moving to her buttocks. His strong fingers sank completely into her tender flesh, kneading with varying pressure, as if savoring the fleshy texture and elasticity of her pink buttocks. Yang Chan gasped repeatedly, "Ah...ah...stop...stop it..." Her lower body began to weaken.

The man ignored her insincere pleas, slipping his other hand inside her outer garment, kneading her full breasts with his palm. Then, he slowly pushed up her bodice, and her pink breasts sprang out, instantly freed from the fabric's restraint.

Feeling the demonic hand trying to pull up her outer garment, about to expose her breasts, Yang Chan hurriedly grabbed her clothes tightly to prevent him from succeeding. Long Ling didn't resist as much, and began to roughly caress her pink and beautiful breasts with his left hand. The soft and rounded peaks immediately became even more swollen from his kneading. "Ah...enough...you lecher...stop it...someone will see...ah..."

The hand under her skirt slowly began to caress Yang Chan's private area. He pushed her panties aside, exposing her pink and juicy labia to the air. Then a finger was inserted into her labia, followed by two fingers, which began to move in and out repeatedly. "Ah...okay...stop it...stop it..." The beauty's face was flushed.

But Long Ling ignored her completely, continuing to rub her breasts, his fingers still wandering between her labia and vagina, then rubbing against her buttocks. Finally, he pressed against her soft and smooth abdomen, hooked up her small panties, and slowly prepared to pull them down. Yang Chan frantically pressed his restless hand against hers, her voice trembling with desire. "No...not here...please...someone will see..." she stammered shyly. "

My beauty, there won't be anyone here at this hour. What if something happens? We're both dressed, aren't we? What does it have to do with anyone else? Don't you think it's more exciting to do it here?" Long Ling said, forcefully pushing her hand away and sliding his body downwards.

Yang Chan already felt intensely aroused; beneath her skirt, her crotch was soaked with a thick, rope-like substance that, as she moved, gradually became trapped between her thighs, the wet, sticky membranes squeezing out and wrapping around the rope-like part. She was in the throes of passion, and Long Ling's forceful actions, though she wanted to remove his hand, her body wouldn't obey. Frankly, her body craved him to continue. She could only submit to Long Ling's wishes, shyly and reluctantly accepting his advances.

While continuing to kiss her full, beautiful breasts, he moved one hand down to her lower abdomen. A wisp of pubic hair peeked out from the top edge of the barely visible fabric, revealing Yang Chan's labia, already damp. Long Ling knew perfectly well the state of the cleft below.

His hand continued downwards, finding the triangle of her panties stretched into a thin band and completely soaked. Her engorged labia swelled, twitching and clinging to his fingers as he touched them. Long Ling gently stroked upwards along the cleft. "Mmm…," the elastic breasts swayed, the oozing nectar wetting his fingertips. His fingers hooked the top edge of the panties, pulling towards her navel. "Ah…," the part sinking into the cleft exerted even more force, the protruding clitoris almost deformed, generating intense pleasure from there. Long Ling playfully pulled and released with varying intensity.

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"Oh..." Yang Chan twisted her body and reached out, feeling the real sensation in her palm. The throbbing penis she gripped was incredibly arousing. She recalled the powerful insertion of this large member into her vagina, and her body trembled involuntarily. Every time she pulled up her panties, the pressure on her swollen clitoris increased, and Yang Chan let out soft screams. But she wasn't idle; her warm, soft hands continuously rubbed the penis.

Although she had initially been forced to submit to Long Ling's lewd power, she gradually entered a vortex of excitement. As this intensified, her grip on the base tightened, and the rubbing speed increased.

Long Ling's body retreated, and the enchantress's hand lingered on the hard object, but eventually left her palm. The fingers that had been playing with her crotch stopped at this moment. The pleasure had reached a considerable level, and stopping halfway was extremely painful, but no matter what, Yang Chan couldn't bring herself to say it.

Kneeling down, Long Ling peeled the panties, soaked with her own juices, off her round buttocks, pulling them down to her knees. Her vulva was wet, as if about to drip dew. Looking down at the steaming hot penis, Yang Chan momentarily blushed, then looked away.

Kneeling close enough to see between her thighs, he gently stroked her vulva with two fingers, which immediately became covered in her juices, emitting a woman's unique fragrance. Suddenly, Long Ling took the trembling clitoris between her pubic hairs into his mouth, sucking it with considerable force. "Ah…," Yang Chan cried out, feeling as if her entire vulva was being sucked into his mouth, pressing her suddenly burning opening against his face.

Seeing the enchantress writhing, Long Ling caressed her petals even more frantically, making "squeaking" sounds as he sucked on her clitoris. The area around her opening was soaked with sticky, lustful fluid. Then, he joined two fingers together and suddenly inserted them deep into her opening, skillfully probing inside, occasionally licking her clitoris with his tongue.

"Ah..." Yang Chan's body writhed violently, her thighs slightly parted, making a move to allow his fingers to penetrate deeper. The friction of his two fingers against the hot, raw flesh inside her was unbearably itchy, yet her most sensitive clitoris continued to be sucked. Overwhelmed by pleasure, she let out a sharp, joyful cry, then began to sob.

He stretched his thumb as straight as possible, rubbing her perineum, and slowly moved his fingers towards her anus, clamping them between her buttocks, causing them to tremble slightly. Yang Chan felt quite comfortable, but things were developing in a direction she had never expected. She couldn't hide her surprise. "Ah..." she cried out, genuinely startled when he touched her unexpected spot. "No..."

Her embarrassing vulva was rhythmically pressed by Long Ling, her opening licked by his tongue and caressed by his fingers. Although embarrassed, the exhilarating pleasure was unparalleled. The woman's face was flushed with excitement from the intense pleasure, and a thin layer of sweat even appeared on her hairline. Completely immersed in her world of pleasure, Yang Chan's conscious mind had probably long since vanished.

Her vulva grew increasingly hot, like it was on fire, and the small opening continuously released copious amounts of vaginal fluid. The beauty was completely intoxicated by pleasure; her thighs were already wet, and Long Ling's hands and face were also sticky with her fluids.

"Ah..." the fairy's intermittent cries sounded so alluring. Long Ling spread her legs as wide as possible, the muscles at the base of her thighs taut with a slight pain. Yang Chan endured, feeling a world of pleasure she had never experienced before awaited her. The thought of her labia being fully open filled her with embarrassment, but imagining the man's excited reaction upon seeing inside fueled her desire to show him even more lewd positions.

The man's tongue incessantly licked her vulva, occasionally sucking hard on her clitoris. Each time this happened, Yang Chan let out a low moan, her body tensing as she tightened her vaginal opening. "Oh..." Irregular spasms began to occur throughout her body, her beautiful, hemispherical breasts and rounded buttocks trembling slightly. She could no longer bear it, her legs clamping tightly around Long Ling's head.

As his fingers moved and his tongue slid, thick nectar flowed from Yang Chan's opening. "Ah..." But there was something she wanted even more than his fingers or tongue: the steel-like penis pulsating in Long Ling's lower body. The pleasure it brought in the end was more intense than anything else. Now, all she wanted was this. "Ah...faster...I can't take it anymore...oh...please help me..." Her labia pressed tightly against Long Ling's lips, her impatient moans growing louder.

Long Ling, also struggling to breathe, moved away from her crotch, reaching out to unbutton the shy beauty's blouse, separating her upper garment, loosening her bodice, and pushing it towards her neck. Then he opened his own clothes, pulled down his pants, and pulled out his enormous, menacing penis. He lifted her skirt to his waist, reached behind her knees, lifted one of her long, beautiful, snow-white legs, and pulled her close, his lower body pressing against her warm, soft, smooth abdomen.

Adjusting his position, Long Ling began to thrust rapidly into her tender, pink opening, slowly penetrating the doll-like beauty's body. The stunningly beautiful woman's cheeks flushed crimson, and amidst extreme shame, she felt his thick, hard penis gently enter her body. "Ah," came a woman's moan of pleasure. "No...you little devil...um...don't do this...what if someone sees...humph...how embarrassing..." she cried out softly. Yang Chan, entranced, felt the large penis slowly penetrating deeper and deeper into her.

"Ah...no...oh..." another soft cry escaped her lips. Yang Chan's face flushed red, and she too was now burning with desire, her physical reaction extremely intense, having long forgotten that she was on a brothel. After the enormous penis was fully inserted into her tight, delicate vagina, Long Ling held her slender, willow-like waist with one hand and lifted her smooth, white legs with the other. His lower body moved within her skirt, and he began to gently thrust in and out of her tight, moist vagina.

Her beautiful legs draped over Long Ling's strong arms, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck. She thrust and rotated with each powerful piston-like motion, her entire being immersed in the fiery, stimulating thrusting. She moaned shyly, responding to each of Long Ling's hot thrusts and penetrations, softly humming, "Ah...uh...so...so deep...ah..."

Lifting her other thigh, the woman was lifted off the ground. Long Ling maintained his thrusting position, carrying Yang Chan forward. Her legs clung tightly to him, as if afraid she would fall if he didn't hold her properly. With each step, his penis would touch her clitoris, eliciting a soft "hmm" from her, but she couldn't cry out too loudly, afraid of being heard, and could only silently endure it.

As expected, no one disturbed them. Yang Chan gradually became bolder. Her long, perfect, snow-white legs had somehow wrapped around Long Ling's waist, shyly and timidly holding him tightly. Her snow-white arms, like lotus roots, wrapped around his neck, transforming her into a position where she hung in front of him. The beauty was completely immersed in the fiery and stimulating vortex of sex.

The usually dignified, noble, and elegant beauty was now not only tightly joined with Long Ling in their lower bodies, but also blushed, shyly and tenderly kissing him passionately. Her large, round, firm breasts rubbed incessantly against his chest muscles, while her small, lovely, rosy nipples, already aroused and erect, squeezed, rubbed, and teased him, stimulating him to penetrate her vagina more fiercely and deeply.

The tender flesh inside her vagina constantly squeezed the large penis, her honeypot contracting repeatedly as if sucking on the glans. Yang Chan's breathing became rapid, her vagina spasming. At this moment, Long Ling felt a warmth on his jade stem, and the beautiful woman's body trembled. Then, her juices gushed out.

Just as they were immersed in the raging sea of lust, they suddenly heard a "splashing" sound. Yang Chan was terrified, her face turning pale. In a panic, she desperately hugged him, her delicate body nestled into Long Ling's arms, her head buried tightly against his chest. She was truly extremely embarrassed, her heart pounding with anxiety, her expression filled with inexplicable panic.

She saw the usually aloof and noble beauty, her clothes disheveled, hanging on Long Ling's body, her two long, slender, snow-white legs fully exposed, intertwined behind him. From this intoxicatingly beautiful scene, it was easy to imagine that beneath the beautiful woman's skirt, the two were intimately joined together.

A tiny, adorable pale yellow lace panty hung haphazardly beside the beauty's calves. Clearly, Yang Chan, caught up in the frenzy of lust, hadn't realized her little panty had slipped down her smooth, white thighs. She glanced around shyly and nervously, then immediately buried her head in Long Ling's arms. The beauty in his arms was already blushing and on the verge of tears, her pretty eyes glazed over as she rested her head on his neck, her voice urgent and angry, "You...it's all your fault...Waaah...This...this is so embarrassing..." Amidst the beauty's coquettish voice, Long

Ling

quickly comforted her, "It's alright...don't worry...no one saw...it was just an owl..." As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her pouting lips passionately, his lower body thrusting repeatedly.

Unable to resist, her body began to burn with desire again. Gradually, Yang Chan was immersed in the fiery, ecstatic thrusts and throbbing movements, her beautiful eyes still glistening with tears, and she began to moan softly, her face flushed.

Then, Long Ling embraced her slender waist and sat her on a large rock by the roadside. He entered her, very, very deeply, while still seated. With the rhythm of his thrusts, he kneaded her firm, soft breasts, frantically sucking on her tender, fragrant tongue, and pumping wildly and forcefully inside her small, tight vagina.

Moaning and panting, her lewd cries grew louder and louder as Yang Chan twisted and turned, yielding to her lover's frenzied thrusts. She writhed her beautiful, snow-white, soft body, responding to Long Ling's caresses of her breasts, shyly submitting to the man's pleasure.

His thrusts on Yang Chan grew increasingly intense, and she moaned softly beneath him. The two were locked in a passionate union, Long Ling embracing her pure, flawless body, fiercely entering her, thrusting and pounding relentlessly until this celestial beauty cried out in ecstasy. She entered an unprecedented frenzy of lust, her semen and love juices gushing forth.

Unexpectedly, even after her climax, Long Ling continued thrusting and pumping relentlessly. Yang Chan grew increasingly uneasy and urged him hastily, "Sigh...stop, okay...wait until we finish eating...and then at the inn, can I serve you then?" Long Ling stopped, withdrawing his erect penis and pointing to his lower body, "Look...your little brother is so big...it's making me feel terrible..."

Looking at his thick, swollen member, Yang Chan's face flushed red, her lips trembling, "That...that..." unable to articulate her thoughts. In the dim light, Yang Chan, disheveled, possessed a hazy, alluring beauty. A strange ripple stirred within Long Ling; the feeling of copulating half-naked on the official road was odd, especially with such a sexy beauty beside him—it was even more stimulating.

"You can give me a blowjob..." Long Ling smiled slyly, deliberately remaining still. Yang Chan was startled, incredulous, "Blow...blow here..." she said, glancing around. “Of course…” Before she could finish speaking, Long Ling pressed her head down.

Shy and timid, she obediently knelt, her small, jade-like hands grasping the thick, purple jade flute. Her delicate fingers felt the heat, her heart pounding. Suddenly, the jade flute bounced several times, catching the beauty off guard, and it struck her small, delicate nose. She quickly caught the fleeing flute, and as it was vigorously rubbed by her soft hands, Long Ling felt a surge of pleasure in her lower body, and a small amount of secretion began to appear from her urethra. Yang Chan opened her cherry lips and began to lick the large fleshy petals before her, her fine white teeth biting the tip of the jade flute. A slight pain mixed with a numbing pleasure, “Mmm…” Having a stunningly beautiful woman play the flute in a public place, the unusual pleasure quickly caused her penis to swell continuously in her small mouth.

"Mmm...it's so big..." Yang Chan no longer held back, her slender hands gently caressing his testicles, her small mouth playing with his erect penis. Her lust seemed to be reignited, and she began to rub her nipples. The enormous jade flute continued to swell, filling Yang Chan's mouth, almost making it hard for her to breathe. She tried to stick out her delicate tongue, licking and teasing the large glans, occasionally squeezing and playing with the two testicles in her hands.

Actually, she didn't know how to do it, Yang Chan just mechanically moved her tongue, but this seemed to give Long Ling pleasure. The jade flute seemed to be pulsating as if demanding something, and some fluid was flowing from the urethral opening. Like a snake wriggling, her tongue crawled through the opening at the tip of the glans. Long Ling's buttocks trembled slightly. As the man's breathing quickened, Yang Chan gradually realized that the movements of her tongue could make him happy. Watching the reaction while making various changes became a pleasure in itself, and of course, it also generated sexual pleasure from the bottom of her heart.

Because the man's lower abdomen was writhing on her face, the fairy couldn't breathe properly and had to spit out the penis from her mouth. "Now lick the scrotum..." Long Ling thrust forward and stuffed the scrotum with two balls inside into Yang Chan's mouth. The two balls in the wrinkled scrotum moved from one place to the other, never settling down, rolling around in her mouth like sugar balls.

But unexpectedly, this felt very comfortable, she murmured like in a dream, "Mmm...so comfortable..." Yang Chan thought about what kind of expression Long Ling would have, and slightly opened her eyes. When she saw the unexpected scene, her whole body immediately became hot.

Because she had the scrotum in her mouth, of course, the penis was outside her mouth, and Long Ling was holding the penis with his right hand, seemingly rubbing it comfortably. Dew dripped from the tip of the glans onto her forehead, and the muscles in the man's lower abdomen twitched. The passive Yang Chan was now experiencing the pleasure of the attack for the first time. Because of the movement of her tongue, the man's breathing became rapid, and this scene made her even more excited.

The tongue's movements were bold yet delicate. Seeing Long Ling's excitement increase, Yang Chan's excitement also rose accordingly; of course, her lower orifice was already soaking wet. When Long Ling released her hand from the penis, Yang Chan's hand immediately took its place, the hot, thick penis seemingly throbbing proudly in her palm.

Then, Yang Chan placed the large, purple jade flute into her cherry-like mouth, beginning to serve Long Ling with her mouth. Seeing Yang Chan buried herself between his legs and giving him oral sex, Long Ling felt immense pleasure. The tip of her penis felt incredibly comfortable being licked by the nimble tongue, a tingling sensation spreading from the purple jade flute to every part of his body. He felt his penis being surrounded by warm, soft flesh, a sensation different from penetrating her vagina.

Her tongue moved up and down along the purple jade flute, while Long Ling's hands were not idle, reaching to Yang Chan's chest and caressing her pink breasts. Yang Chan felt the male organ in her mouth was so strong and powerful, igniting a fire within her. The large rod swelled even more under her licking, her small mouth completely filled with the enormous penis, rendering her speechless.

The alluring beauty seemed to have grasped the knack, bringing Long Ling to ecstasy. She first filled the entire glans with her mouth, sucking lightly and heavily, then gradually swallowing it deeply. Long Ling felt the jade flute swell repeatedly, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid. He quickly withdrew the jade flute, glistening with saliva, managing to suppress his ejaculation.

Long Ling slowly lay down on the soft grass, Yang Chan's sexy body shifting with him. The ticklish sensation on his back, mixed with the pleasure of being licked, made him want to close his eyes and fully enjoy it, but he didn't. He wanted to give this lovely woman the same pleasure, so she could serve him more freely and attentively.

His hands slowly caressed her fair thighs, then he pulled her thighs closer to his head. Yang Chan cooperated fully with Long Ling's movements, but didn't forget to attend to the long, massive thing in her mouth. Soon, she was straddling Long Ling's face, head to tail on the empty roadside, their mouths servicing each other.

His hands caressed her full, plump buttocks, and his mouth immediately pressed against her already wet vulva. Yang Chan's secret garden exuded a sensual scent, arousing Long Ling's penis. Yang Chan groaned softly; the large thing filling her mouth prevented her from moaning freely.

He parted her pubic hair-covered labia with his hands, and his tongue plunged in, circling her already erect clitoris. The beautiful woman's body trembled violently, and drops of her vaginal fluid dripped onto Long Ling's face. The pleasure surging through her lower body left her seemingly too weak to continue playing with Long Ling's penis. Her graceful body writhed with the rhythmic movement of her tongue, her magnificent breasts pressing against the man's abdominal muscles, bringing them both an extremely pleasurable sensation.

Soft moans escaped from her cherry-like lips; Yang Chan was likely still afraid of being discovered and dared not express her pleasure too loudly. However, the more she suppressed it, the more Long Ling wanted her to unleash her desires. He used his left thumb and forefinger to separate her labia, while his right index and middle fingers swiftly inserted into her flowing vagina.

It worked; Yang Chan instantly let out an "Ah..." and arched her back even higher. Long Ling's mouth temporarily left her clitoris, as her entire vulva almost suffocated him, but his hand remained inside her, increasing the pressure of his fingers to make her even more wanton and wanton.

Yang Chan's left hand returned to her lonely penis, grasping it firmly, her fingers rubbing and sliding on the glans. Her saliva, still clinging to his shaft, combined with her nimble fingers, made Long Ling comfortably stop her finger thrusts.

Sensing her lover's attack lessen, she immediately bent down, her cherry lips joining the struggle between fingers and penis. Her fingers withdrew from Yang Chan's vagina, her hands cupping her buttocks, her tongue returning to attack her clitoris. Immediately, Long Ling's right hand replaced her tongue, vigorously rubbing and squeezing the sensitive clitoris, her mouth covering the continuously gushing honeyed orifice, her tongue probing inside.

As a result of being attacked from multiple points, Yang Chan's whole body went limp, and the fingers that had been kneading her testicles gradually lost their strength and relaxed. Her small mouth barely held the glans, and her little tongue swept around unconsciously. Once successful, Long Ling's tongue immediately slid deep into her vagina, feeling the sweet nectar constantly secreted, flowing into his mouth, and some even flowing into his nose.

He swallowed Yang Chan mouthful by mouthful, the sour and slightly fishy taste, thick and sticky with a hint of sweetness. The vaginal walls were soft, smooth, and warm, surrounding the invading tongue. Long Ling kept stirring with his tongue, sometimes poking at the inner walls of the flower hole, but this only made his face covered in lustful fluids.

"Ugh...no...don't...I...I can't take it anymore..." Yang Chan's whole body writhed on Long Ling's body. Long Ling withdrew his tongue from the warm container, pushed her away, and sat up. "Come here... lick my face clean..."

Yang Chan immediately crawled obediently to Long Ling's side, straddled him, and licked the fluids left on her lover's face. Feeling the warm, soft tongue sliding across his face, Long Ling's erection became so hard it was almost unbearable, pressing tightly against the beauty's lower abdomen.

The licking motion was meticulous, and finally her tongue slid to Long Ling's earlobe, gently licking it. She moved her body up and down, rubbing her smooth lower abdomen against his hot penis. In that instant, Long Ling's entire body seemed to be telling him simultaneously, "Fuck her..." He could no longer restrain himself, forcefully lifting her up and positioning her vaginal opening against the root of his uncontrollable desire.

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"Pfft..." "Oh..." The man and woman, united, simultaneously let out sounds of satisfaction. Long Ling cupped Yang Chan's face in his hands and immediately kissed her lips deeply. Their lips were locked in a passionate kiss, while his lower body moved slowly, their nimble, soft tongues intertwining and frolicking, their desires seemingly merging together.

The passionate kiss ceased, and Long Ling didn't begin thrusting, only gently caressing her breasts and gazing tenderly at her. Yang Chan felt a little shy under that fiery gaze and turned her head away, 'What...what are you looking at...' Even Long Ling himself didn't know what he was looking at; he simply wanted to get a closer look at the stunningly beautiful woman gracefully yielding beneath him.

Without answering, Long Ling thrust in forcefully, and before Yang Chan could protest, his lower body launched another fierce attack. Half-heartedly resisting, Long Ling's hot lips sealed her cherry lips, his chest pressing against her high, firm breasts, the pleasure stimulating her breasts, spreading like ripples throughout her body.

Gradually, the shy and bashful Yang Chan became immersed in the passionate and intoxicating thrusting movements. Tears welled in the corners of her eyes, as if she wanted to protest but then gave up. The beautiful woman ultimately uttered nothing.

As wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, Long Ling bent down and laid the aroused beauty down on the roadside grass. Her soft, smooth, full, and exquisitely white body lay shyly and pitifully on the fragrant grass. Long Ling quickly pressed down on her, rubbing against her round, smooth, high, and firm breasts.

"Mmm..." the beautiful woman, her face flushed and her beauty tinged with shyness, let out rapid, soft moans. Long Ling embraced her soft, beautiful body, then undressed and removed her skirt.

Amidst her shyness and half-hearted resistance, he stripped her naked, revealing her flawless, moon-like, round, and soft body. Long Ling pressed heavily against her exquisite, boneless, and beautiful naked form, his lower body pressing against her smooth, white abdomen. Then, he parted her long, graceful legs, using his glans to push open her wet, lubricated labia, and thrust his huge, thick penis downwards, penetrating deeply and forcefully into the fairy's flower path.

Yang Chan gritted her teeth, her brows furrowed, her beautiful legs tightly clamping his buttocks with Long Ling's rhythmic thrusts. One hand supported her waist, the other grasped her beautiful legs, her body leaning slightly backward, increasing the speed of her thrusts.

Biting her lower lip, her eyes tightly closed, the delicate beauty endured indescribable pleasure, her legs clamping tighter and tighter, as if encouraging him to perform even more intense actions. Long Ling took a deep breath and thrust harder and harder into her vagina. "Ah..." Yang Chan's pearly teeth slowly parted, letting out a wanton moan.

Then, Long Ling held her slender waist with both hands and thrust harder again. "Ah... harder... harder... oh... it feels so good... good brother... you... you're fucking me to death..." The enchanting moans made Long Ling's heart flutter. "Slut... aren't you afraid of being heard? Aren't you afraid of being seen by others?"

"Hmm... no... I'm not afraid anymore... I'd rather be fucked by you... hurry... fuck me to death... it's so good..." "Splatter, splatter..." With each impact of the huge penis, her juices splattered everywhere, some even splashing onto Long Ling's lower abdomen.

The beauty screamed loudly, breaking the silence of the official road. With the echo, there was Yang Chan's wanton moan, "Hoo... lord... hurry... harder... fuck me to death..." Her mouth was wide open, and what flowed out was not only moaning, but also uncontrollably drooling.

She clung to Long Ling with both hands, shaking her head and swaying as if a giant wave was crashing over her. Suddenly, Long Ling pulled out his penis, which gleamed and stood erect in the night, glistening with lustful fluids.

"Ah...what are you doing...I want...hurry up and put it in...give it to me...hurry..." The lack of penetration caused her private parts to itch intensely, and Yang Chan hurriedly reached back to grab it. "Slut...what's the rush? I'll give it to you right away..." Long Ling flipped the woman over, making her support herself on the grass with her arms, and then, holding her plump buttocks, he penetrated her from behind.

"Ah...so good...so big..." The moment he entered, she reacted violently. Yang Chan seemed unable to control her desire, immediately and spontaneously swaying her hips, actively manipulating herself. Matching her swaying hips, he forcefully thrust into her wet vagina, Long Ling's hands landing on her thighs, slowly moving to her calves, and then to her high heels.

The movements of his waist didn't slow down at all. With each slap of his lower abdomen against her plump buttocks, Long Ling's excitement grew even higher. While stroking Yang Chan's calves, he quickly removed her high heels. The stunning beauty didn't react at all; her movements of stroking his penis stopped, and she knelt with her legs wide open, her upper body and breasts pressed against the grass. She was overwhelmed by waves of intense pleasure, and the only sign of her joy was the constant moaning from her mouth.

He grasped her small feet, gently stroking her insteps, and at the same time stopped his thrusting. Yang Chan felt it too; she turned around and wrapped her arms around Long Ling's buttocks, pressing forward repeatedly, hoping her lover would fuck her harder. However, Long Ling ignored her completely.

After a while, Yang Chan seemed to regain her senses and quickly straightened her upper body. "What's wrong? Is anyone there..." she said, glancing around repeatedly. "No... no one..." "Then... what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Her beautiful eyes showed an apologetic expression.

“No…it’s not comfortable…” Yang Chan breathed a sigh of relief. “Then what are you doing…hurry up…you annoying brat…you’re trying to drive me crazy…come on…” Long Ling grabbed her plump buttocks forcefully, pulling his penis out of her vagina more than halfway, then thrusting in again with all his might, penetrating that alluring, enchanting cave.

“Oh…” Yang Chan immediately began to twist her hips. “Slap…” Long Ling slapped her buttocks hard, then picked up her high heels with both hands and threw them, the two shoes landing in two different directions.

Suppressing his excitement, “Go get them…hurry up…” The clever beauty naturally understood the meaning, struggling to prop herself up, using her knees and hands to crawl towards one of the shoes. Long Ling followed behind her, of course, because they weren’t separated at all. With each step she took forward, his penis would be pulled out of her vagina, and then Long Ling would take another step forward, his penis plunging straight in again. So with each step, Yang Chan would groan, as if suppressing her intense pleasure.

Thanks to skillful control, the two shoes were not far from their original positions. The beautiful woman's legs were spread apart, her elbows on the ground, as she laboriously crawled slowly, while Long Ling pressed close behind her, giving her waves of pleasure at opportune moments. The man and woman were having sex like dogs, slowly moving along the roadside, a truly lewd scene.

Finally, with her lover's guidance, Yang Chan found the first high heel, but her position made it difficult for her to put it on. Just as she reached for it, Long Ling grabbed her waist with both hands, thrusting into her cunt quickly and fiercely. Her outstretched hand slowly retracted, and the moans from her mouth gradually grew louder and more frequent.

This went on for a while before Long Ling gradually stopped thrusting, and Yang Chan was already half-lying on the grass. "This is your reward for finding the shoe... hurry... next one..." Yang Chan barely managed to support her aching body, slowly picked up the shoe, and moved on to the other shoe. After a difficult long journey, the other shoe was soon back in her hands.

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withdrew the penis from her body, and Long Ling helped her put the pair of pale yellow high heels back on, while he sat down on the grass. Yang Chan got up and climbed onto her lover's body, so Long Ling embraced her, kissing her continuously, kneading her full breasts, adjusting the position of his penis, and thrusting in all at once.

They were passionately kissing, so the intense waist movements only made Yang Chan make "hmm" sounds in her throat. Their lips parted, and Long Ling leaned back, lying on the grass, "Come on... you do it on top yourself..." "Hmm," Yang Chan immediately moved her body up and down, straddling the man, and began to actively masturbate.

His hands kneaded and squeezed her firm breasts, rubbing her erect nipples. Combined with her own masturbation, Yang Chan quickly became unrestrained. "Oh...good brother...are you comfortable? I feel so good...with your big cock...it's wonderful..." Perhaps due to pent-up desire, she quickly reached the edge of orgasm. "Ah...it's coming again...Jun...fuck...fuck me...I want it..." Sensing the beauty on top of him

about to climax, Long Ling immediately gripped her thighs and thrust upwards, her buttocks colliding with the grass, a stream of hot, sticky fluid drenching his penis as it thrust in again. Using her remaining strength, Yang Chan masturbated on his penis for a while, then collapsed weakly onto him.

He gently kissed her delicate nose, his hands softly caressing her smooth back, his lower body motionless, letting her large breasts press against him, arousing intense desire, and letting his still hard, thick penis, yearning for release, remain inside her warm, moist, and tender orifice. Her

soft, light body pressed against Long Ling's, warm and comfortable. He savored the elasticity of her large breasts while combing her hair. Yang Chan's sexual desire was filled; she lay obediently, quiet and silent.

Reaching out to knead her full, abundant breasts, Yang Chan turned to the side, beginning to caress Long Ling's chest, her eyes fixed on him with alluring gaze.

After a while, she pushed away Long Ling's hands from her breasts, smiled, and her slender fingers circled her lover's right nipple; as for her left breast, she straightened her soft tongue, teasing it with her tongue.

The penis, which had softened slightly, regained its erection inside her. "Hehe... it's hard again..." Yang Chan chuckled lewdly. She lifted her right thigh slightly, reached her right hand under her crotch, and rubbed the part of the penis that wasn't fully inside her vagina, gently scraping the base of the penis with her fingernail.

Driven to the brink of arousal by her double assault, Long Ling thrust his lower body forward, plunging his entire penis into her wetness. "Oh..." Yang Chan gently touched his face with her fingers, her tongue still licking his nipples. Long Ling pressed her head down, enjoying the pleasure of having his nipples licked.

His jade-like hand under her crotch, now fully inside her wetness, became even more arousing. His nimble fingers roamed over her testicles, already wet and warm with her fluids, causing a tingling, itchy sensation. Whenever stimulated, Long Ling's lower body would instinctively thrust upwards, and Yang Chan would stimulate her lover while enjoying the pleasure of being penetrated.

His erect penis seemed to be using its last ounce of strength, more powerful, harder, and longer-lasting than ever before. Long Ling grabbed her plump, white buttocks, ignoring how her movements might hinder him, and thrust his penis in forcefully, beginning a frenzied pumping motion.

Seemingly caught off guard, Yang Chan quickly responded to his movements. Long Ling swiftly rolled over, grabbed her legs and placed them on his shoulders, then squeezed her legs tightly with both hands, trying to make her passage even more constricted.

Sure enough, the incredibly tight vaginal canal gripped his penis tightly, providing double the pleasure compared to previous times. But it wasn't just Long Ling; Yang Chan's pleasure intensified as well. "Ah... harder... fuck me to death... fuck my cunt to pieces... oh... I'm going to cum... faster... don't stop..."

"Fuck you to death... fuck..." Watching his crimson labia rapidly flip in and out, his thick, glistening penis, covered in her fluids, looked smooth and firm, further fueling Long Ling's fighting spirit. Yang Chan's eyes were already wild. A thick stream of semen rapidly poured into his penis inside her vagina, but it didn't ignite any desire to ejaculate; instead, it made it grow even stronger.

After the climax, Yang Chan lay weakly on the grass. Long Ling pulled his penis out, and thick fluid immediately flowed from her vulva. Although he saw the beauty's eyes were lifeless and her limbs weak, Long Ling flipped her over again, making her lie face down, then slightly lifted her waist and attacked her from behind once more.

At first, she seemed oblivious, but under Long Ling's efforts, she quickly became aroused again. His hands gripped her breasts tightly, as if he wanted to crush them; the man, caught up in the moment, had no thought of tenderness.

"Ah...no...it hurts...oh...it feels good...harder..." The alternating pain and pleasure left Yang Chan unsure of what she was saying. So, Long Ling went even further, squeezing her nipples with all his might. "Ah..." she screamed, "No...don't squeeze...it hurts...it hurts..." Yang Chan shook her head.

Long Ling ignored her pleas, continuing to thrust into her forcefully, increasing the pressure on her nipples. Unexpectedly, amidst her cries of pain, she felt a burning sensation on his glans, and Yang Chan climaxed again. With a swift motion, he slapped her plump buttocks hard. "Didn't you tell me not to pinch you?! Didn't it hurt a lot?! Then why did you orgasm?!"

She lay panting on the ground, whimpering weakly, "Mmm...it hurts so much...but...it feels so good...so amazing...huff huff..."

Long Ling was ecstatic. He grabbed her hair forcefully and continued thrusting his penis inside her, giving her no chance to rest, relentlessly pounding his cock into her wet hole.

"Ah...don't go so fast..." Her cunt flowed with more lustful fluid. "Don't go so fast?! Then I'm not doing it anymore." Long Ling pretended to pull his penis out. "No...don't...fuck me...fuck me harder...don't stop...fuck this slut to death..." Yang Chan pleaded frantically.

But Long Ling still pulled out, flipped Yang Chan over again, inserted his penis, and then bent down to pick her up. And so, he held her petite body, his penis still inside her vagina. She wrapped her arms around her lover's neck, her legs tightly clamping his buttocks, their bodies pressed together.

Long Ling began to walk in circles, and due to their position, with each step, his thick, long penis plunged deep into Yang Chan's honeypot, causing her to gush with lustful fluids that flowed down her thighs.

Because it was going so deep, Yang Chan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she withdrew her hands from Long Ling's neck, beginning to knead her own breasts. Sometimes her fingers would even pinch her cute little nipples harder, seemingly still unable to forget the pleasure she had just experienced.

Long Ling watched with increasing excitement, his pace quickening and the frequency of his thrusts increasing. Yang Chan moaned repeatedly, and while touching her own breasts, she extended her deep red tongue towards her lover. Long Ling reciprocated, their tongues intertwining in the air, a few drops of saliva even falling onto her full breasts.

When Long Ling returned to his original position, he laid Yang Chan down on a large rock. "Ah..." In response to the beautiful woman's shy cry, Long Ling began to thrust wildly into her again. Along the official road, the scene was a riot of color, filled with lewd sounds and whispers. A disheveled man and woman were entwined, frantically engaging in intercourse, a scene of ecstatic, wanton pleasure, a chaotic and unrestrained lovemaking.

As Long Ling thrust and moved in and out of her vagina, the beautiful woman's exquisite white naked body writhed beneath him, her soft and elastic breasts creating beautiful waves. That goddess-like, pure, delicate, and flawless jade body trembled and swelled wildly, her exquisite form responding frantically to the man on top of her. Lost in a sea of desire, the beauty had long forgotten that she was in broad daylight.

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moans and cries of pleasure echoed, each time a gentle accompaniment, a passionate surrender. Unable to control herself, Yang Chan responded to Long Ling's increasingly fierce thrusts and pounding. The two frenzied lovers gradually entered a heightened climax, entwined like glue, their bodies drenched in sweat.

With each thrust, Yang Chan let out a soft "hmm." That sweet, nasal sound further aroused Long Ling, fueling his passion, increasing the speed of his thrusts. His hand, gripping her thigh, even had a free index finger to pinch her clitoris. She wanted to scream, but the pleasure overwhelmed her, leaving her weak and only able to moan softly, "Ooh..." Her pretty face was filled with a captivating allure, a mixture of ecstasy and joy.

The man thrust harder and harder, and the woman arched her back to meet his thrusts... Suddenly, Long Ling felt her vagina spasm again, knowing she was about to climax. He quickly increased his strength, thrusting deep into her each time, allowing her vaginal muscles to rub against his glans with pleasure.

Soon, Yang Chan's whole body trembled. Combined with the exquisite sensation of climax, it felt as if she were flying in a celestial realm. She was ecstatic. Her limbs first held Long Ling tightly, then suddenly loosened, and she fell heavily back onto the grass, her expression dazed and confused, barely breathing. Seeing the woman beneath him climax, the man quickly increased his speed, thrusting heavily a few more times before slowly slowing the frequency of his thrusts. He immersed his hard, thick penis entirely inside her vagina, enjoying the tingling pleasure brought by her hot vaginal fluids…

After a short rest, Long Ling pressed down on the beauty and continued his relentless thrusting, while Yang Chan moaned and closed her eyes in enjoyment. After the intense onslaught, she gushed out wave after wave of vaginal fluids, completely exhausted, repeatedly pushed to the peak of orgasm. Her hands tightly gripped her lover's head, her voice trembling, "Ah… I can't take it anymore…"

At this moment, Long Ling was consumed by lust, his penis as hard as an iron bar, thrusting even more forcefully. All his strength was concentrated on his burning hot penis; he could even clearly feel his testicles throbbing inside her scrotum. He felt like he was on fire, on the verge of collapse. His penis swelled, painfully hard, each thrust hitting the woman's clitoris hard, giving the sensitive glans the greatest pleasure.

Seeing her lover's vigorous and energetic performance, Yang Chan felt a sweet warmth in her heart. She skillfully swayed her hips, responding to the young, passionate penis that was violating her, while wrapping her arms around Long Ling's back and stroking him. At the same time, she slightly raised her head, using her cherry lips to suckle Long Ling's nipples, teasing them with her tongue. Long Ling, numb from her licking, seemed encouraged, thrusting even more frantically, his arms supporting his upper body, his eyes fixed on the swaying breasts of the beauty, his hips moving rapidly. Her

little hole was incredibly stimulated, and hearing the man's heavy breathing, Yang Chan could no longer endure it, her limbs tightly locking around him. "Ah...I...I've come again..." she cried out, reaching another climax.

One thrust fiercely, the other yielded gently; one pumped wildly, the other held tightly. Feeling the vaginal muscles of the beauty's secret place tremble again, and his glans rapidly swelling, Long Ling could no longer restrain himself. He forcefully grabbed Yang Chan's beautiful, round buttocks, lifting her waist high. His lower body trembled, and scalding semen gushed from his urethral opening, pouring into Yang Chan's vagina, which was now like that of a wanton harlot. The

tender vagina, scalded by the semen, pressed against her clitoris, his penis tightening with immense force, causing her to gush with fluids once more. Yang Chan cried out repeatedly, greedily enjoying the surging waves of orgasmic pleasure.

The two, who had been frantically copulating in a public place, gradually entered a state of heightened ecstasy. They entwined themselves tightly, ejaculating their semen and love fluids together, reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy. After a deafening scream, Yang Chan finally climaxed beneath Long Ling's crotch under his ravishing. Her wet, slippery vaginal walls contracted sharply, as if sucking on his penis, her vaginal fluids gushing out powerfully and continuously. Long Ling continued his vigorous thrusting, promptly ejaculating his thick, gushing semen deep into the beautiful woman's womb.

After their unbridled ecstasy, a pool of milky-white, viscous liquid remained on the grass where they had just intercourse. This stunningly beautiful woman had released countless drops of orgasmic fluid right there by the roadside. Ashamed beyond measure, the gorgeous woman straightened her clothes, her face flushed, and nestled gently and obediently in Long Ling's arms like a little bird. She dared not look at the stains of their passionate intercourse on the grass.

Back at the inn in the city, after dinner, they went to their superior room. "I'm going to take a bath...you little pervert...you can't peek, okay..." Yang Chan said playfully, making a face, as she walked into the bathroom with a towel.

"No...I want to bathe with you too, sister..." Long Ling said excitedly. "No...you'll definitely do something inappropriate again..." Yang Chan quickly closed the bathroom door, and in a few swift movements, she tore off her clothes, revealing her impressive curves. Her two firm breasts stood erect, their nipples bright red and luscious, and her snow-white body was full of elasticity.

Stepping into the bathtub, Yang Chan first washed away the sticky fluid between her legs, then rinsed her entire body with water to wash away the sweat, and then gently dried herself with the towel. When she wiped her firm, trembling breasts, her hand accidentally brushed against the protruding nipples, causing her slender body to tremble involuntarily. Recalling the blissful moment she had just shared with Long Ling, a feeling she had never experienced before, a sweet smile welled up inside her. She

quietly opened the bathroom door a crack and peeked inside. In the rising steam, Yang Chan was washing her alluring body with a towel, the perfect curves of this stunning beauty faintly visible. Her rosy cheeks appeared even more delicate and alluring. The heat filling the bathroom made Long Ling unable to suppress his desire. He immediately stripped off his clothes and rushed into the tub.

Sitting facing Yang Chan, Long Ling's gaze at her beautiful and sexy body caused his penis to rise. Seeing Long Ling staring at her, and his erection, Yang Chan knew her lover was trying to take advantage of her again. She splashed water on Long Ling, her face flushed, "Don't keep staring at me like that… I'll get embarrassed…" she said, covering her pink breasts with a towel and shyly lowering her head.

Before she could finish speaking, Long Ling pounced on her and tickled her. She resisted while laughing, "It tickles so much...you...stop it...help me bathe first, okay..." and tossed him a bottle of soapberry dew. Sitting in the tub, the water just reached the bottom of Yang Chan's breasts, her two breathtaking breasts almost suffocating Long Ling. He swallowed hard, dutifully washing her.

Long Ling scooped up water and washed her fragrant shoulders, gently massaging her smooth, creamy skin. He had thought that was the safest spot, but the slippery feel of her full, lustrous shoulders aroused him again, making his lower body painfully hard, his manhood surfacing openly. He

first wet her hair, then took the soapberry dew and began massaging it into Yang Chan's hair. Her hair was long and thick; washing it herself would probably be quite difficult. At first, she was facing away from Long Ling, but later, when it became inconvenient to wash the ends of her hair, he asked her to turn around and lie on his lap. Seeing her lover's earnest expression, Yang Chan couldn't help but chuckle, because his ever-growing, hard penis was right in front of her.

Knowing Yang Chan was laughing at his erect penis, Long Ling remained serious, focusing intently on washing her hair. The woman giggled, looking at her lover's throbbing member, and playfully teased the glans with her right index finger. It immediately became erect, and she chuckled even more. She

tapped the head of the penis again, and the veins bulged with excitement. Emboldened, she wrapped her arms around the penis that drove her wild with desire and began to caress it slowly. She traced a circle around the glans with her fingertips, making it swell and shine without a single wrinkle. Then

she pressed her palm against the glans, her fingers cupping the shaft, and slowly moved it in and out.

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Long Ling tilted her head back slightly, letting out a series of moans. Seeing her lover lost in passion, Yang Chan longed for his pleasure even more. Last night, when he kissed her private parts, the astonishing pleasure was like her entire body exploding into fireworks. The beauty was even happier. She continued her teasing, and fluid began to seep from his glans. She smeared the fluid on the head of his penis and then played with the fleshy cords on the back of the glans, gently stroking them up and down. Her small hands gently cupped her lover's scrotum, then she made a wicked look as if she was about to squeeze it hard.

Seeing Long Ling immediately shake his head in terror and make a surrendering expression, she was very pleased. To show that she was treating the prisoner of war kindly, she opened her small mouth, brought her cherry lips to the tip of his penis, and kissed it. A few more drops of fluid flowed from the glans. She brushed them away with the tip of her tongue, scattered them around, and then gently sucked on them.

Yang Chan took it into his mouth, only taking in the head. His small mouth was filled, and his nimble tongue teased and sucked. Her lover was still washing her hair, and she couldn't move too much lest she accidentally bite him, so she tried to lick his glans with her tongue. Long Ling felt the pleasure building up, but he cherished her and suppressed the urge to thrust in her intoxicating little mouth.

"It's time to rinse..." Long Ling stammered. "Just rinse it..." Yang Chan's words were muffled because of something in her mouth. He took a ladle and started rinsing her hair from the ends. When he reached the back of her head, she still wouldn't let go of his glans, so he poured the water directly over her head, and she still held it in her mouth while he rinsed. So Long Ling carefully washed away every bit of foam, straightened her smooth hair, and even after rinsing it all off, she was still sucking on it.

To distract her, Long Ling bent down and squeezed some floral water onto her smooth, pink back, gently rubbing it until her back was covered in foam. Then he wrapped his arms around her and, as he rubbed, moved to her chest. Her breasts were so large that Long Ling couldn't grasp them with one hand. On a whim, he began to knead and flatten her pink peaks.

Seeing Long Ling playing with her proud breasts again, Yang Chan reluctantly released the purple jade flute from her mouth, gently slapping Long Ling's hand. "You rascal... I knew you couldn't be proper even when bathing..." she said, but she didn't resist.

Sitting down, he gently massaged her breasts with both hands. "You're really big..." Long Ling kissed her pink nipples, forgetting they were covered in foam, making his mouth a mess. He quickly rinsed his mouth with water.

"Idiot... you deserve it..." Yang Chan laughed heartily. Long Ling pretended to be angry, "You brat... you dare laugh at me... I'll teach you a lesson..." He gently pulled on her nipples, and the two little red beans perked up immediately.

"Ah... it hurts..." Yang Chan cried out. "Does it hurt... I'll rub it for you..." Long Ling turned her around so that her back was facing him, his hands cupping her firm, pink breasts, his fingers pinching, kneading, and rubbing her nipples. Yang Chan's body went limp from Long Ling's ministrations, and she nestled against him.

"Good brother... stop playing around..." Yang Chan hurriedly grabbed Long Ling's hands, trying to stop him from rubbing her. "Alright... I'll let you off this time..." Long Ling scooped water and rinsed her body with the soap.

"Hehe... is it clean enough?" Long Ling secretly touched the beauty's breasts again. The fairy quickly covered her chest with her hands, "You little devil... you...", pressing her pink breasts against Long Ling's chest, then looking at him with her watery eyes.

Long Ling placed his hands on her shoulders, playing with her long, black hair, "What 'you'? It's your turn to serve me..." And so, their naked bodies intertwined in the bathtub. Yang Chan picked up the bath gel, squeezed some out, and lathered it on her lover's chest. After covering his chest with foam, she hugged him again and reached behind him to rub it.

Holding a soft, smooth body, his hard penis pressed against the beauty's lower abdomen, Long Ling turned Yang Chan around and reached behind her to knead her breasts. She closed her eyes to enjoy it, but his devilish hands lingered on her breasts. First, he rubbed the base of her breasts while massaging them, then slowly took over her entire breasts.

The full, plump breasts made Long Ling unable to put them down, and with the lubrication of the bath gel, not only did the woman feel comfortable, but he also felt extremely satisfied. He then pinched the pointed nipples, the two little red beans that had already proudly pointed upwards, became swollen and hard after being caressed. The man was insatiable; his left hand grasped her plump right breast, rubbing her left nipple with his left forearm, while his right hand moved to touch her soft abdomen.

Whether it was pleasure or itch, Yang Chan involuntarily twisted her body, her erect penis nestled between her buttocks, throbbing and quivering with pleasure from her movements. Long Ling ran his palm across the beauty's stomach, even digging into her navel, making her laugh uncontrollably.

At this moment, Long Ling's left hand abandoned its foothold on her breasts, invading downwards, past her lower abdomen, touching her pubic hair. "You still have some hair here that hasn't been washed..." "That's your responsibility..." His fingers gently wiped the sticky area, and Yang Chan wrapped her arms around him, tilting her head back and resting it on his shoulder. He lowered his head to kiss her flawless white neck.

One hand cared for her sensitive clitoris, while the other stroked the lower opening. "Ah..." Yang Chan breathed softly, she was already trembling, wanting to make a sound of encouragement, but Long Ling sealed her lips with a kiss, leaving her only able to use her tongue to battle with her lover.

The more forceful the finger movements, the more Yang Chan trembled. If Long Ling hadn't been holding her, she would have fallen; her legs were too weak to stand. So, Long Ling released her and helped her sit on the edge of the tub. He then knelt down to wash her feet.

Yang Chan sat there listlessly, watching her lover carefully massaging her feet, and couldn't help but feel content, smiling happily. Long Ling slowly stood up. She remained seated, pulled him around, squeezed out some more shower gel, and began to wash his back. His broad shoulders and back gave her a sense of security and dependence.

As he washed, he reached for his buttocks, and Yang Chan scratched and rubbed them, even reaching down to his cleft. Then, she reached forward and gently stroked Long Ling's scrotum. His soft penis immediately became erect again. Turning back to his body, Yang Chan covered his hands in foam and began to wash his hard member.

Her hands, lubricated by the bath gel, scrubbed it up and down, a process quite different from how she usually did it herself. The penis swelled and hardened even more, and she blushed and laughed as she washed it.

Yang Chan knew her lover was enjoying it. She wanted to lick it, but the foam was too much, so she clasped her hands together and began to masturbate it. Her delicate hands rubbed directly against the shaft and glans, sending shivers down her spine. Long Ling couldn't help but let out a soft "uh..." The woman, delighted, intensified her movements.

After a while, she had a new idea. She made Long Ling stand, while she climbed up behind her lover, her right hand still masturbating his penis, her left hand caressing his chest, then rubbing her full, firm breasts against his back. How could Long Ling resist? He reached back and embraced her buttocks, caressing them with even greater satisfaction.

They washed each other's bodies, without any restraint even in the most private places. This intimacy, rarely seen even by ordinary couples, immediately aroused Long Ling's intense lust. He turned and embraced the woman, her body still wet, and kissed her passionately. In the water, he caressed her smooth, snow-white body, touching her firm, round breasts repeatedly until her pink nipples hardened and stood erect.

Then, Long Ling moved his hand from her lower abdomen to her private parts, but this time he didn't insert his fingers into her vagina. Instead, he suddenly stopped and instructed Yang Chan to stand up and lean over the edge of the tub, raising her firm, white buttocks into the air. Then, Long Ling knelt behind her and began licking her wet vulva while spreading her buttocks apart with both hands.

When Long Ling's tongue, seemingly intentionally yet also by chance, licked her anus, Yang Chan, experiencing the exquisite sensation of her anus being licked for the first time, was both surprised and delighted. Though her face flushed with embarrassment, she immediately swayed her alluring buttocks, welcoming the thick, warm, and greedy tongue.

When the tip of the tongue first pierced her anus, Yang Chan could no longer help but shake her head and groan with pleasure. Seeing this, Long Ling went further, inserting the tip of his tongue into her anus. She gurgled incoherently, her beautiful, snow-white buttocks swaying like a tambourine. Long Ling, with his nimble tongue, lewdly penetrated Yang Chan's tight and shy anus.

As Yang Chan reveled in the novel and stimulating anal teasing, Long Ling stopped his tongue movements. By this time, his penis was already rock hard, so he turned Yang Chan's body around and rubbed his jade flute against her lips.

Reflexively reaching out, feeling the warmth and pulsation, Yang Chan stared intently at the magnificent penis. Finally, unable to resist the temptation of the enormous shaft before her, she groaned, "Ah...you...you bastard...you're so bad..." she gasped, her voice slightly angry.

One hand went behind her head, gently pulling towards the stiff penis. Long Ling slowly grasped the shaft and brought it to the beauty's lips. As the glans gently pried open her warm, red lips, Yang Chan involuntarily opened her mouth, taking the jade flute into her mouth. Sometimes it went in, sometimes out, sometimes she was allowed to lick from the base to the tip with her tongue, slowly licking the glans with the tip of her tongue, gently biting the penis with her teeth, and rotating the glans in her small mouth.

Her body seemed to already feel the exquisite pleasure that the thick, hard penis would bring as it thrust in and out of her vagina, and she couldn't help but tremble. "Mmm... hum..." Yang Chan, like a cat in heat, obediently lay on her side on Long Ling's stomach, her hands tightly gripping the shaft, just enough to expose the glistening glans.

She first gripped it tightly a few times, then slowly began to stroke it, the jade flute becoming even harder than before. Her right hand gripped the stiff, menacing tool, stroking it up and down, while her left hand, which had been tightly wrapped around Long Ling's thigh, now bent over to help, Yang Chan using her index finger to spread the fluid on the urethral opening.

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Long Ling was enjoying the sensation, and the glans, teased by her fingers, felt infinitely weak and tingly, and she couldn't help but groan, "Oh..." Hearing her lover's comfortable moans, the beauty beneath her found it incredibly pleasing. She thrust the jade flute deeper, taking as much of it as possible into her mouth, savoring the man's scent. She tilted her head back, wanting to see her lover's reaction, a captivating smile playing on her flushed cheeks.

Bright eyes and white teeth, radiating health, she was indeed a beauty, especially the way she held the jade flute in her mouth—it was utterly wanton. Beautiful teeth, the warmth of her mouth, the lingering fragrance, the intoxicated expression,

her disheveled hair, the swaying waist—this was the sensual look of a mature woman. While Yang Chan played with herself, Long Ling's hands also strayed, slipping from her inner thigh into her vagina, his index and middle fingers tracing the wet path. The soft, elastic flesh satisfied Long Ling's desires, especially her shapely figure, her small, round buttocks, so beautifully shaped. Long Ling grasped her plump buttocks, kneading them incessantly, causing Yang Chan to softly moan and pant, clearly enjoying herself.

She murmured softly, "Mmm... Ah... Ya..." while her hands continued their rapid, rhythmic movements. Although the beautiful woman was thoroughly enjoying herself, she didn't forget to serve Long Ling. She no longer used her entire hand to grasp his penis, but instead used her index, middle, and thumb to hold it firmly. This increased the pressure, drawing blood in but not out, causing the glans to swell even larger and shinier.

She brought her cherry-like lips closer, her tongue teasing the urethral opening, then took the glans into her mouth, licking the tip and sucking on it intermittently. Her left hand gripped the purple jade flute, moving it up and down, then releasing it to gently sip around the base of his penis with her sensual lips.

Yang Chan, while sucking and stroking, was completely captivated; she might have even given up on him for life. Her lips were so light, perfectly circling the base of his penis, moving slowly up and down, hesitant and eager, while her nimble tongue constantly teased him, its tip occasionally circling along the ridges of his penis. Long Ling couldn't resist pressing her head down firmly, thrusting his jade flute into her small mouth with all his might.

As if praised and encouraged, Yang Chan sucked and moved even more vigorously, not only not minding Long Ling's thrusting, but also trying to take as much of his penis as possible. However, her cherry-like mouth was too small, so she could only manage to take in half—that was her limit. She busily licked and sucked at her lover, while simultaneously licking with her sticky tongue…

watching his thick, long jade flute between the beauty's pink lips, sometimes long, sometimes short, her cheeks puffing out and hollowing out, she was having a great time. Long Ling became excited, unable to resist grabbing her hair, pressing her head towards him, and forcefully inserting his jade flute into her mouth. The fairy's eyes were tightly closed, and she exhaled a long, turbid breath, followed by a shiver.

The thick, long purple jade flute inch by inch penetrated her small mouth, inserting itself into Yang Chan's throat, until her red lips touched its base. She felt a little short of breath and felt faint. Watching Yang Chan take her completely inside, she felt even more engorged, so she moved her hips back and forth along her small mouth, thrusting in and out rapidly like penetrating a vagina.

Her beautiful small mouth could not fully accommodate Long Ling's enormous size, but he still thrust in and out on his own, each thrust penetrating to the very end of her throat, immediately causing the woman to gag, letting out muffled groans. Her small mouth was filled to the brim, and saliva flowed uncontrollably. Chasing the intense pleasure, Long Ling vigorously swung his waist, pushing the purple jade flute deep into Yang Chan's throat, gripping her head more intensely, fucking her like penetrating a fleshy hole, the juncture of their mouths making "plop plop" sounds.

Just as he was about to reach his climax, Long Ling was so rough that he almost forced the woman to swallow his testicles whole. He gripped her tightly, pressing his genitals against her face, preventing her from spitting him out. At the same time, his scrotum contracted rapidly, his penis trembled, and his glans opened, almost ejaculating.

He quickly pressed his tongue against his palate, closed his eyes to his nose, and forcefully suppressed the urge to ejaculate. He pulled the jade flute from Yang Chan's mouth, and she immediately felt an extreme emptiness. Long Ling forcefully lifted her up and pushed her against the tub wall, lifting her right leg with his left hand and holding it tightly against her calf, using her leg as a support. His right hand grasped his penis and brought it close to her vagina, so that the mons pubis and the tip of the glans touched.

The labia majora peeking out from between the thick pubic hair had already parted slightly during the man's oral sex. Seeing her coy, wanton expression only fueled Long Ling's demonic power. His penis slowly rubbed up and down against her vulva, causing her to overflow with lustful fluids. Following the slippery flow of her juices, the large glans effortlessly slid into her wanton cunt. Her

labia tingled with a wanton tingling, Yang Chan's eyes were half-closed, and she breathed softly, her mind blank. Although she was intoxicated by the sensations from the penis, her entire vulva was soaking wet, it was merely scratching the surface, only arousing an inexplicable restlessness in her cunt. She couldn't possibly be satisfied with this. "Mmm...it's so itchy...it hurts so much...good brother...don't...oh...don't tease me anymore..." she gasped, sobbing, "Please...please...ah..."

“What are you begging for, my beauty…” Long Ling deliberately teased her, increasing the speed of his rubbing. Yang Chan also swayed her snow-white buttocks wantonly, bringing her wet jade gate to the very tip of his penis. Although her pretty face was shy, her eyes were lewd as she looked at Long Ling, pouting her little mouth, “Mmm… please… please put it in…”

“Put what in?” Long Ling looked down at his huge dragon crown slowly inserting into her wet hole, then grabbed his already hard penis with his hand, continuing to rub the glans against her vulva, making her feel even more in need of his member. Seeing her lover deliberately teasing her, Yang Chan’s face turned even redder, but she couldn’t help but use her left hand to spread her labia, thrusting her buttocks forcefully against him, breathing heavily as she uttered even more lewd and obscene words, “Fuck me… humph… please… put your big, thick cock in… fuck me hard…”, swaying her buttocks as she spoke.

The large glans smoothly spread apart the labia majora and minora, rubbing against the sensitive flesh of the vulva. Yang Chan couldn't stop, thrusting back and forth and side to side without stopping, her breathing short and disordered, a blush rising on both cheeks. "Where to put it?", suddenly Long Ling thrust his buttocks forward, his thick penis plunging in almost halfway without warning.

"Ah...", Yang Chan cried out, "You little pervert...you little rascal...ah...hurry up and insert it into my little cunt...it's so itchy...so uncomfortable...oh...no...don't tease me anymore...fuck me hard...fuck me quickly...", she said coquettishly, clearly unable to suppress her physical needs.

Long Ling needed it too, he couldn't tease Yang Chan anymore, he wanted to use that wet and hot little hole. He slowly inserted his entire penis into that warm vulva, then slowly pulled it out, and just before it was fully out, he thrust it in again, wanting to slowly satisfy Yang Chan's thirsty body.

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