DOA Sexual War Legend

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"massive corporation founded by Fem Douglas," doatec, "gave rise to the organization
M...is.t., led by Donovan. Ironically, Douglas died at Donovan's hands. At this moment, the research
facility is secretly developing a new biological weapon..."

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"Is this the new bio-weapon?"

A long, flowing golden ponytail cascaded down her back, contrasting with her deep blue, high-slit
cheongsam with a Chinese flair. She stood with her arms crossed, a heart-shaped deep V-neck revealing her enormous, white breasts, which seemed
about to burst from her clothes. Through the transparent tempered glass, the tall, aloof, and alluring fighting queen Helena, exuding an aura of sensuality,
gazed at the man floating in the liquid of the culture tank.
An unreadable light flickered in the depths of her deep blue eyes beneath her golden bangs, her pretty lips pressed tightly together.

In the culture tank, the man's muscular, steel-colored body rippled under the fluorescent blue nutrient solution,
seemingly brimming with explosive power. Completely naked, his eyes were closed, a faint red glow
emanating from between them, his fists loosely clenched.

"No wonder he's a clone of the strongest fighter in history, Lei Dao. Such powerful muscles and an unprecedentedly
long penis... even without any skill, just pure instinct, he could easily fuck most women to death."

Her gaze shifted, looking down at the cyborg
's enormous penis, unerupted yet comparable in length to an adult male's erection. Helena's cheeks flushed, her soft tongue licking her red lips, her eyes blazing
with desire.

In this world, male and female fighters possess physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people. They are all enhanced
individuals who have undergone extensive training and genetic modification, boasting strength, power, and libido far surpassing that of ordinary people. Under these circumstances, even
muscular men who train daily cannot satisfy female fighters; only male and female fighters can bring each other to orgasm.
Battles between fighters begin with brutal, hand-to-hand combat, followed by sexual intercourse after the opponent's resistance is broken,
continuing until one side loses consciousness and is defeated. Even if one side voluntarily surrenders, the opponent will continue to ravage them without mercy.

The official tournament between fighters is the Dead or Alive tournament, which has been held by Doatec five times.
The champion of each tournament is given the title of Fighting Queen or Sex Queen. Helena is the "
Sperm-Sucking Queen" who defeated all her opponents in the fifth tournament. Her ruthless sexual techniques and orgasms left the male fighters who fought her with
broken bones and almost dead from exhaustion. As for the female fighters, she used her double-headed dragon and various sexual techniques to play with them at will, sending them to
ultimate orgasms before they were completely out of their minds and defeated.

"It's been a long time since anyone has been able to defeat me in a sexual battle. I wonder if the legendary
Raida, who almost conquered all the fighting queens of the previous generation, can make me completely succumb to his endless orgasms and break down in my mind."

Feeling the unpleasant wetness coming from her lower body, the blonde mature woman felt an unbearable itch in her heart. She had both
the expectation of having crazy sex with the legendary peerless strongman and
the depraved pleasure of fantasizing about being defeated with her clothes torn off, her body covered in bruises and white fluids. The flames of desire in her lower abdomen kept rising, and her delicate brows couldn't help but
furrow tightly.

"Tap...tap...tap..."

The steady and powerful footsteps echoed in the empty biochemical laboratory, the air moving forward at the speed of sound with vibrating waves
, reaching the female fighter's ears, outlining the figure of an old acquaintance behind her.

"Oh, oh, oh, as expected of Helena, the commander-in-chief of the doatec project,
the moment has finally arrived. This terrifying weapon of sexual warfare is probably unmatched by any woman in the world, hahaha!"

A hearty greeting, husky and tinged with mockery, came from the newcomer.

With a smirk, Helena brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, turning to watch the dark-skinned fighter in a magnificent
navy blue striped suit slowly approach. She thought to herself, "This cyborg technology has actually attracted the most formidable
male fighter this year. I haven't been satisfied in a long time. Perhaps I should provoke him, then deliberately
indulge my desires and test his cruel sexual techniques. Even if I lose and get beaten and fucked, it'll relieve my long-standing pent-up
frustration."

"Are you really not going to participate in the 6th Deathmatch Tournament, Zack? I was planning to test
my sexual skills with you in the ring! I heard that last month you broke my sister's heart, and even used a mysterious forbidden technique to make
Lisa, the big-breasted wrestling champion from Africa, lose her mind and be defeated. During the final public execution, you cruelly severed
her limbs, hehehe."

Supporting her heavy chest with one hand, Helena raised an eyebrow, her lustful eyes darting defiantly
towards his crotch.

"Hahaha, I am, after all, a naturally gifted black powerhouse. The title of strongest in Africa belongs only to me.
Since Lisa was courting death and challenged me, it's only natural that I utterly humiliated her. As for that slut
, she's a complete fraud. She was beaten unconscious after only a few hundred times with my standing-up fucking technique, and she even peed all over me. You
female fighters who are always sexually frustrated are just too weak!"

"However, since you're willing to have some fun with me
, I'm quite interested in playing with your body, which is hailed as the strongest fighting queen in history, especially your big, perky breasts. They certainly won't
disappoint me!"

The dark-skinned fighter swung his arms and spun around exaggeratedly, his shiny black leather shoes scraping
against the laboratory floor with a comical sound, while simultaneously thrusting his hips and bulging crotch in a provocative manner.

"How dare you be so presumptuous and arrogant! Then let's have a desire-based fighting match right here, just the two of us! If you want
to fuck me, you'd better show some real skill, or you'll end up like those useless men who were drained dry by me!"

With an unyielding and chilling aura, Helena twisted her wasp waist and huge hips, vigorously kneading her round and proud
breasts, creating waves of milk that aroused their desire. With a flick of her arms and a downward thrust of her waist, her long,
slender, and seductive black-stockinged legs were revealed from under the slit of her cheongsam, which was designed for sexual combat. She assumed a fighting stance and
declared her battle declaration to the man. The desire within her had already exploded like fire, burning intensely since earlier.
Her lower body was already soaking wet, and a few strands of sticky honey-like fluid slowly slid down her smooth black stockings.

"Whoosh~ If I win, I'll definitely train you into a lowly bitch!"

Zack whistled lightly, crossed his arms, and swayed as he turned back to face the opponent. His
eyes, hidden behind large sunglasses, glanced discreetly at
the enormous penis of the naked cyborg floating in the light blue culture medium behind Helena, revealing a knowing, mischievous smile.

"Get ready to wail! I'll let you experience the massive cock and sexual techniques of Africa's strongest fighter, you so-called most
noble ring bitch."

Casually tossing off his shirt, revealing a white undershirt, Zack raised his hand and flicked it, responding to the
blonde beauty's challenge.

Helena, born into a European aristocratic family, possessed a stunningly proportioned figure and thick blonde hair.
Within the fighting world, her undefeated record and her practice of humiliating and draining her opponents, regardless of gender, until they were utterly dazed after each fight
earned her this derogatory title.

"You dare say that name to my face, Zack? I'll use the most cruel sex techniques to drain you dry later!"
The blonde, busty fighting queen narrowed her eyes, a cruel yet alluring and dangerous arc curving her lips, her
words equally sharp.

"Slap! Enough talk, let's see who's stronger. Show me your strongest moves and let's finish this quickly!"

With a powerful stomp, Helena swiftly advanced in front of the black man, her arms swinging wildly, her
two large, white breasts bouncing up and down, occasionally revealing
glimpses of pink areolas that captivated the equally lustful and aroused black fighter.

"Hmph, your splitting punch is nothing special! Watch me crush you with my leg techniques!"

Long-range strikes and close-range whips, she could control her movements, long and short—this was Helena's signature technique. Emphasizing mid-to-long-range striking distance, this style perfectly embodies
the Chinese proverb, "An inch longer, a stronger strike." 　　Bending and twisting, letting stray strands of golden hair brush against his arm, Zach narrowly evaded Helena's swift opening attack. Their eyes met as they passed each other, both seeing the focus and seriousness in the other's eyes—the burning fighting spirit of a fighter, and an intense desire to defeat their opponent and experience the pleasure of sex and conquest. 　　"Haaah! You slut, kick your big tits!!" 　　A surge of unrestrained energy coursed through his limbs. The black man, using the distance to his blind spot, roared and unleashed a whistling kick, striking Helena's high breasts. 　　Possessing genius-level fighting talent, he was self-taught in Muay Thai, his free and unrestrained movements unpredictable yet containing immense power; a single strike would result in shattered bones and bloody wounds. 　　Toes pointed inward, waist bent, upper body lowered. Without turning around, Helena's supple figure, wrapped in a black cheongsam, curved into an alluring arc, dodging Zack's attack. Her high breasts, full hips, and slender waist created a deadly and captivating curve. 　　"Got you, black devil!" 　　"Pu Bu," Zack's confident strike merely grazed the edge of the fabric before the female fighter's honed and elegant movements , landing in empty air. 　　"Damn it, this bitch's about to steal the advantage in this sexual battle," 　　the black fighter smirked. A blow from the Central African Republic had momentarily thrown him off balance, and Helena seized the opportunity, her hands moving with wide, sweeping arcs, attacking relentlessly from all directions. 　　Knees, shoulders, elbows, shoulder blocks—Zack defended against Helena's powerful strikes with all his might, but his prized fighting style was repeatedly disrupted at mid-to-long range, his strength　　　　　 waning. 　　Swings, hooks, throws, chops, horizontal strikes—the cycle was endless, fragmented and disruptive. Helena's relentless attacks finally shattered Zack's defensive stance, each blow leaving countless red welts on his muscular physique. The black fighter, his body trembling from the blows, coughed up blood; his energy completely shattered. The blonde queen, a lewd smile on her face, seized the opportunity to pounce on her defenseless opponent. 　　"Hmm? Ready? Prepare for my sperm-draining technique, Zack!" 　　Helena finished her breathing, her snow-white skin covered in fragrant sweat, clumps of messy hair sticking to her forehead , and a blush of lust spreading across her fair cheeks. Her long, powerful legs, clad in black stockings, suddenly exerted force, locking Zack's waist and abdomen like an octopus. Her hands slammed heavily into the black fighter's strong abdominal muscles, the powerful force shattering his clothes. Zack coughed up another mouthful of blood, his enormous penis instantly standing erect, a 　　40-centimeter-long, blackish-purple shaft with a goose-egg-sized glans covered in bulging veins, looking quite ferocious. 　　"As expected of the giant rod that conquered Xin and Lisa, let's see how many rounds you can last! This sexual battle is not to be fought to the death, I will make you experience the shame of complete defeat!" 　　The erotic and cruel sexual contest began with the man and woman in alternating positions. They started in the 69 position and launched their attacks, which would continue until one of them climaxed and completely lost the ability to resist . 　　Feeling the soft warmth tightly enveloping his glans, Helena's licking and sucking transmitted the sensation along the sensitive nerves of his penis to the black fighter's spinal cord. He trembled and groaned as he licked his opponent's soft, pink lips in return. His thick lips and tongue constantly swirled around the woman's full petals, attempting a counterattack with lip and tongue techniques. Simultaneously, one hand kneaded Helena's swollen, engorged clitoris, while the other kneaded her full buttocks and occasionally thrust into her anus. The intense pleasure made Helena tremble all over, her slender waist and ample, snowy buttocks twisting and turning as she tried to deflect the attack from below. 　　"Mmm, looks like you've got some skills." Helena let out a satisfied gasp, feeling the surging sensation in her lower body. She smiled seductively, her lips glistening with a sticky fluid. "Zack, you forced me to do this. Since you won't obediently let me play with you, then try my Deep Throat Squeezing Hell!" Her red lips parted wide, and she skillfully swallowed the black fighter's massive penis, as thick as an adult's arm, completely down her throat. The flesh deep within her throat, under her unparalleled control, rose and fell, rubbing against the burning hot cock. Her sensitive tongue tightly coiled around the shaft, occasionally retracting to scrape the egg-sized glans. Extreme pleasure filled Zack's brain. "As expected..."

"That's your signature oral technique! Your throat muscles can vibrate and rub against my penis like waves, and the pressure in 　　your 　　cavity rises wave after wave ,
ahh ... 　　Helena raised an eyebrow, a look of disdain in her eyes. She knew the black fighter was reaching his limit, and her attacks, using both hands and mouth, grew increasingly fierce. 　　However, Zack didn't give up the chance to counterattack. He had already seen through her; Helena was already aroused, her flower-like opening overflowing with juices, and she was deliberately indulging in a relentless assault. While her grip on his penis was powerful, it was too strong and easily broken—not the way to win. Perhaps that rumor was true? Zack thought to himself, 　　"Rumors have been circulating in the underground fighting world lately that last champion Helena has been busy with bio-engineering and has been suppressing her sexual desire for months. This is unbelievable for a female fighter whose physiological needs far exceed those of ordinary humans. Perhaps her rude remarks today, which provoked my fighting spirit, were actually a way to vent her lust? Hmph, this mentality of disregarding victory and only seeking pleasure will kill you. I'll let you win for now, and once I've recovered my strength, I'll take you down in one go!" 　　Although he was on the verge of exploding under Helena's superb oral skills, a sexual battle is not only about skill and physical strength, but more importantly, willpower. With his iron will honed through countless battles and his refined sexual techniques, he still had a chance to turn the tide and send Helena to her climax first. 　　Through his previous licking and probing, observing the amplitude of Helena's body twisting and trembling, and the changes in her nasal breathing , Zack had already discovered that the folds and crevice along the upper wall of Helena's vagina were one of her G-spots. Unwilling to be defeated first , he mustered his remaining strength, inserting two fingers into each hand to spread open the wet, gushing walls of her vagina. His thick tongue stretched to its limit , pressing tightly against the vaginal walls before quickly withdrawing, each scrape against her G-spot causing Helena's lower abdomen to contract and tremble. This was Zack 's tongue technique, used to push the incredibly resilient female fighter to the limit of her desire. Hailing from Africa, he rubbed his tongue daily with gravel, resulting in years of grotesque protrusions resembling scales on his tongue. Vigorously scraping his opponent's sensitive areas produced extraordinary stimulation. 　　With a muffled groan, Helena let out another long moan, knowing something was wrong; streams of heat flowed from her limbs to her private parts. Driven by the stimulation from the cyborg, she didn't hold back at the beginning of the sexual battle. Instead, she recklessly indulged her desires, her mind filled with surging lust. The rage she felt after witnessing the brutal defeat she suffered at the hands of Zack also fueled her restlessness. Relying solely on her well-trained body and almost instinctive sexual techniques, she countered Zack's advances. At this moment, the pleasure within her was building up like a tidal wave, almost unbearable, and she was on the verge of her first orgasm. With a soft "pop," Helena spat out the massive penis from her head, her cold, arrogant voice reaching Zack's ears, "This time , you served me well. I'll let you off the hook for now. Let's climax together! We'll settle this in 　　the next round, hmph!" Helena prepared to end her torment of the man's penis. Her head swayed back and forth, rapidly swallowing and spitting, sticky saliva constantly overflowing from the corners of her mouth. The muscles in her throat tightly gripped the engorged glans, her slender fingers sliding along the black man's swollen scrotum, searching for the weak points to stimulate this behemoth. Finally, under Helena's signature technique, "Deep Throat Squeeze," Zack ejaculated profusely, white fluid gushing out, making a " plop plop" sound in the woman's throat. 　　The powerful ejaculation caught Helena off guard, causing her to choke on the penis and spit it out in displeasure. Thick semen, still spurting, clung to her long hair, slowly trickling down her face. Her elegant blonde hair and cold, beautiful face, combined with the white fluid, created an overwhelming sense of lewdness. Although she managed to hold her breath and calm herself, the intense contractions of her lungs, coupled with Zack's desperate and relentless sexual assault, still caused Helena to lose control, her body convulsing and spasming. A large gush of fluid spurted down, drenching the black man's face. 　　The two reached their first sexual peak almost simultaneously, both momentarily lost in the afterglow of their orgasms. However, the blonde, busty queen, who clearly had the advantage in the 69 position's oral sex contest, recovered her strength and senses faster. With a shift in her posture, she proactively straddled the black fighter's waist, firmly pressing down on Zack, who was trying to get up and take the initiative. She swayed her large, fleshy breasts, rubbing them against his strong, powerful pectoral muscles. Her long, lithe legs spread in an M-shape, adjusting her opening to align with his penis, twisting her waist and sinking down. The second round of real sex was about to begin. 　　"Last round was a draw, but I won't hold back this time. Let's fuck to death!" Helena, completely ignoring the man's fiery gaze, slumped down, her soaking wet vagina plunging into the now-erect, massive black penis. 　　"Don't get too excited. Female fighters are all insatiable bitches. It's hard to say who'll drain whom. Bring it on!" With that, Zack thrust his hips forward, his penis plunging deep into Helena's honeypot. 　　Round 2: The passionate sex battle officially began! 　　Following Zack's powerful thrusts, Helena swayed her hips rapidly, her firm, large, snowy buttocks rotating left and right as she played the riding position with him. While described as a hip swing, the actual movement was powered by the legs. And any martial art requires leg training; Helena, the new generation's fighting queen, possessed legs with astonishing stamina. Her taut calf muscles revealed perfect curves. Each time she lifted her hips, her opening perfectly gripped Zack's glans before she lowered it, engulfing it entirely. Sometimes she rapidly twisted her wasp waist, causing her massive hips to rotate, the spiraling folds of her flesh tightly gripping and rubbing against the shaft. Other times, she moved closer to the dark-skinned man beneath her, kissing him as she rode him, her legs constantly exerting force. Sometimes she thrust deeply, allowing Zack's penis to reach the very depths of her honeypot, her soft flesh sucking vigorously at the glans, the shaft rubbing thoroughly against the tight, folded walls of her vagina, all while she swayed her hips and emitted seductive moans. Helena smiled alluringly, high above...

Looking down at Zack, Helena twisted her hips, swallowing and releasing his penis: "This position is a bit like riding a horse, ah...
hahahaha."

This position was supposed to be energy-saving and allow him to appreciate the woman's seductive movements, but Helena's words ignited
Zack's competitive spirit. Since becoming a fighter, he had always been in control. Even against
established heavyweight wrestlers like the mature and thirsty dark-skinned Lisa and the alluring and resilient blonde Tina, they could
only submit and groan beneath him. The woman-on-top position was merely a way to add fun
and adjust the rhythm in a sensual and brutal sexual battle to launch a more intense attack. Now, Helena, in a superior position, was strangling his penis and still
humiliating him with such words. Zack wasn't about to be polite. He immediately roused himself, channeling all his energy to regain his virility,
and his penis swelled again, causing Helena's movements to falter and her attacks to slow down.

"You bitch, I'll show you what I'm made of! All the women who dared to provoke me before ended up getting fucked by me
!"

Zack roared, simultaneously focusing his energy and tightening his grip. His powerful hips thrust upwards, colliding
violently with Helena's flailing buttocks. His penis accelerated, plunging into her sensitive honey pot, throwing Helena into disarray and forcing her to retreat repeatedly. Her seductive
gasps and moans grew louder and more uncontrollable. The intense friction caused the blonde's viscous fluid to turn into strands of
white semen, overflowing and soaking both of their genitals, spreading across a large area on the ground, demonstrating
the wildness of this sexual battle.

Watching the blonde queen gradually lose control, her two plump breasts bouncing, Zack couldn't resist the urge . He sat up and buried his face in them, grasping one in each hand, indulging in the warm, soft flesh and sweet milk
of his frenzied opponent .
Zack looked down along the gap between the mature woman's breasts, his massive black penis
moving in and out of the pink folds, the nectar splashing everywhere—it was incredibly pleasurable.

Caught off guard by Zack's counterattack, Helena was overwhelmed by waves of pleasure
, which made her clutch her head and shake it wildly. Her golden ponytail was now disheveled and loose, the strands clinging messily to her flushed, sweat- and semen-covered skin.
She spoke defiantly, "Don't be so smug, I definitely won't lose," but her mind was in turmoil. "This man is truly
strong. I've exhausted too much energy from my previous excessive indulgence, and I'm powerless to use any of my sexual techniques. I'm afraid I'll lose this time.
Oh well, let him indulge in his debauchery. I'll just use this body of mine to withstand his attacks as long as I can stay in this ecstasy for as long as
possible!"

"Is that so! Then try this 'Mountain-Moving Warrior' move. Since I mastered this technique, no woman has been able to withstand
three thousand thrusts."

Zack suddenly tightened his grip on Helena's mature body, abruptly standing up and hanging her on his
body, his penis still firmly inserted between his beautiful opponent's thighs.

Suddenly, things took an unexpected turn. In a moment of panic, Helena wrapped all four of her limbs around Zack, fearing she would fall. No
one had ever been able to manipulate her strong body with such a move. After all, Helena was a light heavyweight, with extremely dense flesh. Her
seemingly slender and athletic figure was actually quite heavy, and almost no man had the monstrous stamina to lift her up for
intercourse. "Damn it, so this is the move that defeated Lisa. This position puts the woman at a complete disadvantage of being passively penetrated
. And Zack is an African with incredible stamina. Now I really can't resist at all. I can only rely on my own
endurance to hold on to the end. I wonder if I can survive this onslaught."

Zack bent his legs slightly, then grabbed Helena's thighs with both hands and
threw her body upwards with great force.

Helena's delicate body was tossed up and down in the air, unable to find any leverage. She could only cling tightly
to the man's neck, passively enduring the relentless thrusting of his massive penis as it was withdrawn and plunged violently into her cervix. Her clitoris felt
as if it were about to be pierced through, while her pair of voluptuous breasts swayed and churned, further fueling Zack's violent
desires, causing him to toss her up and down with even greater force.

"Haha, you filthy bitch, you can't handle this shooting technique, can you?"

Zack cupped Helena's full buttocks, his lower body moving at full power,
thrusting relentlessly with the blonde beauty's weight, each stroke hitting her most sensitive spot. The heaviest thrusts had the head of his penis penetrating Helena's uterus, causing her
to scream with pleasure, "Ah... um... oh... um... oh... ya... how can it be so intense, I can't take it anymore!
Ahhhhhh!"

Helena's long, thick blonde hair flew wildly, her two white, papaya-like breasts bouncing with her body
. Zack was dazzled by the sight, and couldn't resist sucking hard on one of the bouncing breasts. The ripe, purplish-red grapes
swelled even more, overflowing with milk.

His large hands weren't idle either, kneading and rubbing her full buttocks wantonly, his fingers
sinking deep into the slippery flesh.

Zack had only used this position a few times, and even with
wrestling beauties like Lisa and Tina, known for their high sex drive, they only lasted a few rounds before giving up.
Helena, who had already climaxed and was completely unprepared, was even less likely to succumb.

"Ah...oh...oh...I'm going to die...I'm going to die...ah...ah..."

The intense pleasure made her forget everything. Her hot lips suddenly pressed firmly against Zack's,
streams of fragrant fluid flowing over her. Her entire body pressed tightly against the dark-skinned fighter's steel-like form, leaving no
gap whatsoever, her enormous breasts almost being flattened.

After being stabbed thousands of times in her vital areas, Helena could no longer hold on. With a soft moan, she climaxed, her sticky,
nectar gushing out and slapping against his penis. But Zach, sensing from the convulsing, trembling body of the beauty in his arms that his
opponent was on the verge of climax, was prepared. Her constantly writhing and tightening vagina was no match for Zach's ejaculation.

Zach laid the limp Helena on the ground and rolled her over, so that she was kneeling on the ground, her body covered with
the various bodily fluids spilled from their passionate lovemaking. Her pair of firm, round breasts pressed against the ground like two
swollen mounds of snow that had awakened. The blonde, busty woman had never been in such a humiliating position.

Helena's knees were on the ground, her long, slender legs slightly turned inward. Her still trembling and twisting body was extremely helpless,
her full buttocks raised high. Her pink vagina, still wet from her orgasm, was opening and closing incessantly, as if
issuing a silent invitation once again. "You've been utterly defeated. Now it's time for your execution. I'm going to completely crush you and shatter
your undefeated record."

Zack's hands gripped Helena's plump, full buttocks like iron clamps, his dragon head parting the folds of her honeyed orifice
and pressing against it. He leaned down, pressing his neck against her back, while simultaneously thrusting a large black foot forward and stomping heavily on her head, hissing,
"Helena, you're a mare now, ride me as you please!"

His deep voice reverberated through her thin, translucent ears, and the hot breath sent shivers down Helena's spine, her
sensitive clitoris

even beginning to leak moisture. Doused with the honeyed oil, Zack's lust intensified. With a roar, he fiercely thrust his entire length into her newly ravaged
flesh, followed by a series of violent thrusts, causing Helena's full, muscular body to sway violently back and forth
, her drooping breasts rippling like hanging melons, creating dazzling waves of milk.

"Oh...so big! I'm going to cum again if this keeps up!"

Helena felt a hot iron spear forcefully thrust into her, slowly scraping against
the depths of her most tender flower path, its angular glans constantly scratching the delicate folds of her vaginal flesh.

"Gently, gently...ah, so...so scratchy! Ahhhhh!"

The sounds of thrusting and pounding filled the air, her nectar flowing continuously from the dragon's shaft, slippery and gushing, her flower buds
blooming.

Pleasure had taken over Helena's mind, causing her to raise her hips and lower her waist, making it
easier for Zack to penetrate her and bring more stimulation.

In this way, Helena resembled a female dog wagging its tail, her appearance extremely lewd! "
You filthy bitch, am I riding you well?"

Helena was struggling to endure the whipping from behind when suddenly she felt a pair of large hands reach out and grasp her arms.
Before she could even turn around, the man grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back.

Her hands were now pinned behind her back, her body arched backward, her large, round, peach-like breasts
thrusting high forward, her snow-white neck arched back, and her beautiful blonde hair
swaying in the air, contrasting beautifully with her fair skin – a truly lewd sight.

"No, I haven't lost yet, come on, Zack! Oh, my good man, you're truly a king, my heart is breaking
!"

Helena was being fucked by Zack until she reached multiple orgasms, no longer knowing what she was saying, only knowing to reciprocate
the rapid onslaught of the black man behind her.

Hearing Helena's seductive and lewd words, Zack became even more excited, his hips swaying more and more violently.

Helena's large, plump buttocks arched even higher, enduring wave after wave of the massive penis's assault. She trembled with pleasure
, her smooth, jade-like back flushed a bewitching rose-red, contrasting beautifully with her snow-white skin,
creating a unique hue.

Helena let out a muffled moan: "So...so good...too...too deep...deep...big cock
...I love...love cock..."

Hearing Helena's incoherent words, Zack's lust intensified. Remembering he hadn't yet tested
the thickness of the blonde fighting queen's buttocks, honed through countless hours of training, he seized the opportunity to measure them.
He scooped up a handful of her lower body and slowly inserted his honey-scented fingers into her tight buttocks.
Lubricated by the spring water, Zack quickly parted the two firm buttocks, reaching the wrinkled,
brown anus above her honeyed opening.

Finally inside, Zack went further, probing inside her anus.

"Ugh...no...don't...oh..."

But attacked from behind, Helena instinctively clenched her buttocks, hindering Zack's movements. She simultaneously twisted her hips,
trying to remove the finger from her area.

But Zack used his other hand to pry open one side of her buttocks and slowly inserted his finger.

Helena twisted several times, but instead of removing Zack's finger from her anus, it intensified
the friction of the massive penis inside her. The intense, pleasurable sensation made Helena gasp repeatedly, her body limp and
powerless to resist.

Now that things had come to this, Helena could only accept her fate and submit. She sighed inwardly, "Meeting this nemesis is the result of my previous
ruthless actions. Fine, let him defeat me. I wonder what
methods he'll use to torture me after this defeat."

While rapidly thrusting his massive member, Zack gently pressed his fingers inside Helena's anus. Her anus was
extremely tight and dry; if Zack's fingers hadn't been covered in pre-existing fluids, they would have been difficult
to move at all.

Because of this, Zack's movements were very gentle,
a stark contrast to the violent thrusting of his massive member just inches away.

Pressing his fingers down against the anal wall, Zack clearly felt the movement and shape of his member, even
the bulging veins and granules on it were faintly visible, which only heightened the stimulation. Unconsciously, the pressure on his fingers
increased, thrusting in and out with the member separated by a thin layer of flesh, his fingers occasionally bending and rotating.

"Waaah... I can't... I can't... I'm dying..."

Helena cried out frantically, shaking her head. The powerful thrusts of the enormous penis seemed to be taking her to heaven. Her
ten slender fingers dug deeply, carving cracks into the concrete-covered laboratory
floor. Fine beads of sweat covered her entire body, and the rosy
hue on her fair skin resembled colorful gemstones.

With both her front and back orifices occupied, the fiery pleasure and novel stimulation made Helena shake her head frantically,
tears streaming down her face, sweat and tears mingling and dripping down her cheeks.

Zack also felt incredibly excited. As Helena's desire grew, her delicate flower core
gradually sank. Each thrust from her core gave him a tremendous rebound, making his glans feel both numb
and tingling, an unparalleled pleasure! At the same time, with each thrust of the giant pestle, the ridges of the glans would
pull out the bright red, tender flesh from the flower-like walls, turning it up to the clam's mouth, an extremely alluring sight! "Oh... gently... gently... it's going to... it's going to tear
..."

Zack roared like a wild beast, his waist and abdomen thrusting so fast it was almost impossible to see clearly. At the same time, he
inserted another finger into Helena's anus, while his other hand grabbed her flowing golden hair and
pulled it backward violently. Helena's head was involuntarily pulled upward sharply, like a mare being pulled by the reins by a rider.

A surge of intense pleasure mixed with sharp pain propelled Helena to the peak of desire. Her slender, supple
waist arched upwards like a crescent moon, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The beauty's defeated, seductive figure and wanton moans captivated Zack, who, with a forceful thrust, forced his way into her uterus
. He released his ejaculation, feeling a tingling sensation coursing through his body to his tailbone. His large scrotum contracted involuntarily
, spurting out a gush of hot, white semen that struck the uterine wall. Helena, already experiencing multiple
orgasms, was immediately struck by this continuous, nearly two-minute-long stream of thick semen. Her eyes rolled back, she foamed at the mouth
, and her lithe, mature body convulsed violently like a fish out of water. Her mind nearly collapsed, trapped in
a state of ecstatic convulsions, completely unable to resist.

The fierce battle finally came to an end. Helena was utterly defeated. The air was thick with the lingering scent of sexual intercourse
. Zack grabbed his helpless opponent's long hair and dragged her up, then lifted her
high by the neck with one hand. The beauty's head drooped, her eyes closed, her limbs hanging limply, a pathetic sight.

"Heh heh, finally this moment has come. Take this, bitch!" Zack twisted his body, swung his arm to gather strength, and then
swung his right arm with all his might, striking Helena's lower abdomen. The air rippled slightly as his massive fist
sank deep into the busty fighter's body, completely shattering her years of hard-earned abdominal muscles. After withdrawing his fist, only a
deep red fist mark remained embedded in her lower abdomen. "Ugh!" Helena coughed up a mouthful of blood. The intense pain jolted her awake
, but she was already severely injured, her vital energy points destroyed. She would need at least several months to recover before she could walk again.

Undeterred by a sudden burst of excitement, Zack
continued his assault, slamming Helena against the outer wall of an empty bio-tank behind him. He relentlessly pounded her firm, full, white breasts with his iron fists. The relentless blows sent Helena
trembling like a sieve, blood trickling from her mouth, her once-perfect breasts now covered in bruises. Finally, Zack
delivered a devastating knee strike—a strike even considered fatal in Muay Thai—to Helena's still-dripping genitals.
The helpless body was sent flying by the fatal blow, her waist arching backward in a C-
shape as she slammed into the culture tank, her large buttocks shamefully embedded in the outer wall. She coughed up another pool of blood before falling
silent, nearly tortured to death by Zack.

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