Loulan Story

Loulan was located in present-day Ruoqiang County, Xinjiang. Its people were Loulan people, black-haired, brown-eyed Caucasians, who are now integrated into various ethnic minorities in Xinjiang.

The Turks were located in what is now Inner and Outer Mongolia, northern Xinjiang, and eastern Russia. Their territory later spanned Eurasia, reaching Turkey in the west, Qinghai in China in the east, Russia in the north, and India in the south. They had Hunnic ancestry and were of mixed Caucasian and Mongol descent. Many ethnic groups in West Asia, Central Asia, and Xinjiang and Qinghai in China today are Turks or their descendants. It's important to note that the Uyghurs of today are not Turks; they are descendants of the Uyghurs who were once ruled by the Turks, and they simply refer to themselves as Turks.

The Tocharians were located in present-day Uzbekistan and Kazakhstan. Their people were blond-haired, blue-eyed Caucasians.
The Tubo were located on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. Their people included the Qiang and Tibetan ethnic groups, and they are the predecessors of today's Tibetans.
The Nanzhao were located on the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau in present-day Yunnan and Guizhou. Their people included many ancient southwestern ethnic minorities and are the predecessors of today's Bai people.

Actually, there are significant differences within the Caucasian race, which everyone wants to talk about:

Northern Europeans are tall and robust, with blond hair and

blue eyes, such as Germans, Norwegians, and Danes. Central Europeans are not as tall as Northern Europeans, mostly with brown hair and blue eyes, such as Romans and Italians.

Atlantic Europeans are blond and

blue-eyed, such as the French and British. Mediterranean Europeans have brown hair and brown eyes, such as Spaniards, Brazilians, and Argentinians.

Middle Eastern Europeans have black hair and brown eyes, such as Iranians and Arabs.

Regarding China, many people say that Southerners and Northerners look different, and there is some basis to this. The vast majority of Northerners today have minority ethnic ancestry. It can be said that since the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the intermarriage and integration of Han Chinese has never stopped. The presence of non-Han Chinese ancestry contributes to the taller, robust, and hairier appearance of Northerners. Modern Southerners are largely Han Chinese of relatively pure Han descent who migrated south to escape war, and some of them intermarried with southern minority groups. Due to the southward invasion of the Han people, the local ethnic minorities once again migrated south, fleeing to Guangdong and Fujian. However, the Han people returned, leaving them with no choice but to either flee into the mountains to Guangxi and Yunnan, or cross the ocean to Southeast Asia, where they intermarried with the local indigenous populations.

In short, it can be said that there are no truly pure-blooded Han Chinese within China. To see modern people who are closer to the ancient northern ethnic minorities, look at the people of North China, Northeast China, and Northwest China; to see modern people who are closer to the ancient Han people, look at the people of the south south of the Yangtze River; and to see the ancient inhabitants of the south, look at the people of Southeast Asia!

Chapter One: The Crown Prince's Wedding and First Encounter with a Mature Woman

. In the Western Regions, there is a country called Tuyuhun. It was established by a branch of the Murong people from the Xianbei of Liaodong who migrated west to Longxi. Located at the throat of the Hexi Corridor, it was a necessary passage for merchants traveling between the Central Plains and the Western Regions.

King Sobi of Tuyuhun was short and thin, with black hair and brown eyes, and appeared frail, quite unlike the brave and skilled archers of the Xianbei. Queen Monaju, daughter of the King of Kucha, was married to King Sobi in a political marriage. She had blue eyes, red hair, fair skin, and was tall. Tuyuhun had only one son for three generations, and Sobi had only one son, Bonigan, who was thirteen years old. Like his father, he had black hair and brown eyes, and although short in stature, he was precocious and strong, showing signs of Xianbei heritage.

One day, Bonigan was practicing archery in the palace when he heard his mother was coming. He quickly knelt and said, "Your Majesty, I greet you. What brings you

here?" "Rise, Bonigan," the Queen replied. "Your Majesty has come today for your marriage. You are thirteen years old and of marriageable age."
Bonigan looked up at his mother: "Your son is still young and not ready for marriage."

Queen Mona sighed: "Bonigan, the Western Regions have been at war for years. To the north of Tuyuhun are the Turks, to the south the Tibetans, and to the west Loulan and Shule. If we do not find a strong ally, I fear our country will not stand! Now, the Great Sui Kingdom of the Central Plains has sent an envoy to propose marriage. Your father and I both feel that the heavens are helping us. If the princess of the Central Plains marries into our royal family, if other countries dare to invade, the Central Plains will surely come to our aid. This is the blessing of the heavens on our people. Bonigan, for the sake of Tuyuhun, you must make a sacrifice. Besides, the women of the Central Plains are all beautiful, so you will not be at a disadvantage."

Upon hearing this, Bonigan looked up and said: "I will respectfully follow Mother's arrangements."

The following year, the princess of the Great Sui Kingdom arrived to marry into the royal family. The whole country rejoiced. The people lined the streets to welcome the wedding procession, which numbered a thousand people. It was a grand procession with gongs and drums, a truly lively scene. Berniegan, dressed in brocade robes, stood atop the city wall, gazing at the bridal sedan chair, thinking: "If this woman is beautiful, all is well; if not, my life is ruined." The attendants beside the sedan chair were also impeccably dressed. There were guards, maids, and stewards. One woman in particular stood out; she was at least seven feet tall, with fair skin, and her large breasts rose and fell with the music of the procession. As the procession drew closer, it became clear that she was the princess's maid, appearing to be over forty, but her heavy makeup made her look no older than eighteen. Berniegan descended the city wall to greet the bride, and the various wedding rituals were performed without further ado.

On their wedding night, Berniegan returned home drunk and found his bride sitting on the bed. He lifted her veil and revealed a beautiful young woman, petite and graceful, with a figure like a willow swaying in the breeze—a truly exceptional beauty. Berniegan, at such a young age, without any formal instruction, and they made love all night.

The next day, after the two men washed and changed, a woman entered carrying two bowls of meat porridge. She knelt before them, saying, "Please have some porridge, young master and princess." Bernie said, "Put it there." The woman rose and placed the porridge aside. Bernie looked her up and down, and upon closer inspection, realized it was the heavily made-up old woman from yesterday.

Looking at this woman again, she wore cloth shoes and a coarse cloth gown. Her hair was styled in a sideburned manner, and her heavy makeup had been removed. She had slender, willow-leaf eyebrows that slanted downwards at the inner corners and upwards at the outer corners, with a slight furrow in her brow. Her eyes were long, dreamy slits with upturned corners, hidden by long eyelashes, and faint crow's feet at the corners. She appeared both dignified and frivolous. Her well-defined lips turned slightly downwards, giving her a serious yet wicked air. Her cheeks were fair with a rosy glow—no, even her ears and neck were white, like a jade beauty carved from mutton-fat jade. Only her large breasts could not be concealed, and could be glimpsed through her neckline.
Bernie felt a strange excitement, his lower body slightly erect. What was happening? How could he feel this way about an old woman? This unprecedented excitement shot from his brain straight to his genitals. He couldn't believe he was getting an erection with an older woman! Oh, to be honest, this woman was so beautiful. Her mature looks, her wicked yet frivolous air—there wasn't a single thing about her that he didn't like. If he were to have sex with her, his life would be complete!

Having just tasted the sweetness of lovemaking yesterday, Bernie had become enlightened about matters of the heart and was filled with lust for the beautiful woman. He asked, "What is your name, Madam?"

The woman replied, "I am the princess's wet nurse, my surname is Wu, and my given name is Meilian. Young master, may
I call you Mama Wu?" Bernie said, "You are not old, so I won't call you Mama. You are the princess's wet nurse, so you are also my mother. I will call you Mama Wu. Why did you refer to yourself as 'old woman' just now? I think you are as young as eighteen."

Upon hearing this, the woman raised an eyebrow, her face beaming with delight, and said, "Young master, you jest. I am forty-two years old, and my figure is bloated." "You're old and faded, how dare you claim to be eighteen?"

Berniegan laughed upon hearing this, "I didn't expect Mother to

be the same age as the Empress. Although you're robust, you possess a full-bodied beauty, neither old nor faded. Like fine aged wine from the Central Plains, you have a wonderful flavor." Upon hearing this, Wu Meilian's cheeks flushed, "Young Master is truly a crown prince, speaking with such eloquence.

This old woman truly dares not accept such praise." The two of them completely disregarded the princess in their conversation. The princess coughed twice, "Wu Ma, you may leave. We've just arrived here, and our servants are quite unfamiliar with the place. See if there's anything else that needs to be taken care of in the courtyard."

"Yes, Princess."

Wu Meilian bowed, and Berniegan naturally noticed her large, white breasts. The mature woman turned and retreated, her broad buttocks swaying back and forth under her skirt. Berniegan stared at the woman's rear end, lost in thought.

The princess was three years older than Berniegan, only sixteen years old, and naturally quite knowledgeable. Seeing Berniegan's enthusiasm towards her servants, she was naturally displeased. So he ordered Granny Wu to go to the inner palace less often, and Bernie was naturally kept very close watch by this sister-like wife.

One day, after finishing his morning lessons, Bernie Gan thought about how he hadn't seen Granny Wu for several days and missed her terribly. He thought, "That princess is so hateful; she deliberately prevented me from seeing that woman. It's still early today, so I might as well go to the servants' quarters and inquire.

" He passed through six gates and five courtyards, arriving at a large mansion. The place was bustling with activity; servants were chopping wood and carrying water. Upon seeing Bernie Gan, they all knelt down, saying, "Welcome, young master."

"Rise," Bernie Gan said, "You all go about your business. I'll just look around." He then looked around the four rooms and strolled to the kitchen. The servants were preparing to start a fire and cook. Amidst the rising smoke, he saw a tall, broad-hipped figure. Looking closer, he realized it was Wu Meilian.

At that moment, the woman was working at the chopping board with her back to him. Bernie Gan coughed twice, and the woman turned around, startled. She hurriedly knelt down, saying, "I didn't know the young master was coming! I'm so sorry for not welcoming you properly!" Immediately, all the servants knelt down as well.

Seeing this, Bernie quickly stepped forward to help Wu Meilian up: "Please get up, Wu Mama."

When the old woman Wu saw that her young master was personally helping her up, she was flattered: "Why did you come to this place where servants stay? I'm afraid it will sully your body."

"I just came by to see you, Wu Mama," Bernie said, his cheeks slightly flushed.

Old Woman Wu, being an experienced woman, could tell from Bernie Gan's expression that this little brat had taken a liking to her. She said, "Thank you for your concern, young master. I will certainly serve you and the princess well and will not forget your kindness."

Bernie Gan asked, "What are you doing, Old Woman Wu?"

"I'm preparing food for the princess, cooked according to the Central Plains style. The princess prefers light dishes."

Seeing the beautiful woman like this, Bernie Gan felt a pang of pity. "Old Woman Wu, from now on, let others do these rough and tiring tasks. It wouldn't be good if Old Woman Wu's hands were injured and she couldn't serve the princess." He then turned to the others and said, "From now on, you will all obey Old Woman Wu's orders. Don't let her do any work. She is an envoy from the Great Han Kingdom; you must not neglect her!"

Everyone replied, "Yes."

Upon hearing this, Wu Meilian knelt down, "Thank you for your great kindness, young master!"

Bernie Gan quickly helped her up, "Old Woman Wu, you don't need to bow to me. You are my elder." He then took Wu Meilian's hand and slowly helped her up. He stared at Wu Meilian with burning eyes.

Everyone who saw this thought Berniegan was very filial to the princess's wet nurse and a well-mannered child.
Berniegan noticed the servants were present and, fearing they would see through his act, released the woman's hand and left.
That evening, he secretly sent Wu Meilian beauty-enhancing bird's nest, lingzhi mushrooms, rouge, and face powder. The old woman thought to herself, "This brat is sending me all these tonics, does he want me to stay young forever? And these top-quality rouge and face powder, does he want me to put on makeup for him? Oh dear, at my age, if I put on makeup I'll look like an old hag. Could it be that the young master likes this old hag?"

So Wu Meilian wore heavy makeup every day, looking exceptionally alluring. With the constant supply of tonics, the woman blossomed into a vibrant young woman, like an eighteen-year-old girl. Berniegan was itching to take advantage of her.

A few days later, the young master Bernigan secretly sent several more sets of clothes to the woman. Wu Meilian saw that they were all gaudy, brightly colored clothes. After putting them on, she realized that the clothes were tight and thin, covering her body tightly, making her wide, plump hips and ample breasts almost spill out.

Wu Meilian thought: "This little brat is going to embarrass this old woman to death! How can I wear these clothes out?" But then she thought, "If I can win the young master's favor, maybe I can escape my servant status and become his concubine, enjoying wealth and luxury! Yes, I must use all my beauty and allure to completely bewitch the young master!" A woman in her forties thinking of marrying a thirteen-year-old boy, old enough to be his mother, is utterly ridiculous and shameless!

However, in that era, in a country inhabited by ethnic minorities, these things were not a big deal. As long as you wanted to marry and I wanted to marry, everything was negotiable.

So, forty-two-year-old Wu Meilian meticulously dressed herself every day, while thirteen-year-old Bernie would visit the servants' quarters daily to admire his "Mother Wu." He watched as this old woman, dressed in a glamorous and flamboyant manner, exuding a seductive and alluring charm. With her high-swept hair, large breasts, hands on her hips, and protruding buttocks, she
bossed the servants around, giving orders and commanding. The two exchanged glances, their eyes conveying illicit desire.

And so, the wicked Wu Meilian would feign weakness in front of Bernie, pretending to trip and feign exhaustion, creating opportunities for physical contact with the thirteen-year-old boy.

Bernie, not being foolish, would support and rub against this seductive old woman, saying things like, "Mother Wu, be careful, Mother Wu, you're working too hard, Mother Wu, you need to take care of yourself," while his hands would sometimes be around Wu Meilian's thick waist, sometimes on her large buttocks.

The old woman, Wu, spoke in a coquettish voice, "Thank you, young master. I am flattered. Young master, I will do it myself." She deliberately leaned against Bernigan, her large hips swaying, as if she would have overpowered the thirteen-year-old boy, who was a head shorter than her, if not for his strength.

To the servants, the young master was truly filial, treating the princess's wet nurse with utmost respect and care—a truly virtuous young master! The future of Tuyuhun was limitless.

However, whenever Wu Meilian was before the princess, she would revert to her simple attire and plain face, lest anyone notice anything amiss.
Soon it was September, and Sobi, according to palace regulations, went hunting in the valley. Bernigan went with him, but the princess, suffering from acclimatization issues, was unwell. The journey would take at least a month, and since the princess couldn't go, Wu Meilian naturally took care of her needs.

This greatly distressed Berniegan. He had been lusting after this beautiful woman all day, but fearing the presence of others, he dared not act rashly. His genitals were swollen and aching every day, and he would masturbate wildly behind the princess's back when he returned to the palace. Today was a golden opportunity to make love with this beautiful woman, but why did she insist on staying to serve the princess? He was furious!

The precocious young man paced back and forth, his heart boiling. After calming himself down, a plan suddenly came to him. Berniegan strode into the inner palace, entered the bedchamber, and lifted the curtain to see that Wu Meilian was indeed attending to the princess, dressed in coarse clothes and without makeup.

So the young master said loudly, "I have heard that there is a strange beast deep in the valley. If we hunt it down, it can be used as a medicinal ingredient for my father, curing his long-standing weakness. But no one in this dynasty has ever seen this beast. I heard that Wu Meilian knows this beast. May I go with you?" Berniegan asked Wu Meilian.

Wu Meilian was incredibly clever; upon seeing the young master, she immediately understood his meaning. Raising a slight brow, she replied, "Young master, before entering the palace, I spent many years with my father gathering herbs on Changbai Mountain. I often heard him mention this item, so I know a little about it."

Bernigan was overjoyed. Could this woman know my thoughts? He said, "Very well, then quickly prepare to go to the valley with us. This matter concerns my father's health; you must consider the nation's well-being and do your utmost to find the divine beast. There must be no mistakes."

Bernigan went to the princess's bedside and said, "Princess..." "I have already ordered the imperial physicians to come and take care of him, so you can rest assured.
I had no choice but to do this for our father and our country."

The princess looked at Granny Wu, then at Bernie, already too weak from illness to move: "Alright, go and come back quickly." She
then said to Wu Meilian, "The journey is long, and while I'm gone, you must take good care of the young master. If you bring back the rare beast you hunted soon, you will also have made a contribution."

The old woman grabbed the princess's hand and said, "Don't worry, Miss. I will definitely take good care of the young master for you."
After saying that, she turned around, met Bernie's gaze, and a wicked smile appeared on her lips. What a princess's wet nurse! She only said she would take care of the young master for the princess, but didn't say how she would take care of him. Was she going to do something despicable?

The thirteen-year-old boy could not hide his joy: I didn't expect this beautiful woman to understand me. After leaving the palace, I will find an opportunity to have wild sex with you until I die from exhaustion.

Forty-three-year-old Wu Meilian also arrived like a spring breeze: "I'll use every trick in the book to make this boy infatuated with me!"

Chapter Two: A Journey of Mating, the Unrestrained Boy . The

procession was lavish, with a retinue of attendants. Berniegan, feeling sorry for Wu's mother, ordered her to ride in a sedan chair—a princess's privilege! He himself rode in front of the sedan chair, while Wu's mother would occasionally lift the curtain to peek at the young man on horseback. Berniegan took a closer look and saw that the woman was heavily made up, incredibly alluring. Clearly, it was all for his own good. How could Berniegan resist? He pointed with his whip: "We'll rest at the village ahead." They
were almost at the village, and the procession could rest, but Berniegan couldn't; his hormones wouldn't allow it. He quickly dismounted, lifted the sedan curtain, and a middle-aged, alluring woman slowly emerged. Bernie Gan's lower body instantly swelled; he had only seen her face from the sedan, but now he saw her entire body: a woman a head taller than him, her hair adorned with hairpins, her hair piled high in a cloud-like style. She wore a purple, semi-transparent gauze jacket, her large breasts confidently displayed on her chest, clearly revealing her sexy arms, a large portion of her cleavage, and her fleshy navel. She wore blue, semi-transparent gauze trousers, very tight, revealing her two snow-white, fleshy thighs. The sexy mons pubis and thighs formed a Y-shape, and the vulva was clearly visible. She wore deep red embroidered shoes, her insteps white and sexy.

Upon seeing this sexy woman, Bernie Gan couldn't help but reach out to help her, taking Wu Ma's hand. Her hand was exceptionally white, and her ten fingers were painted with dark red pigment, very beautiful. Then, looking at the old woman, her eyebrows were delicately drawn, her eyes were lined, her eyelids were painted with lead, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were like pearls. But what excited Bernie Gan the most was the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. He helped Wu Meilian, who was taller and bigger than him, and shouted to the group: "This time, I am hunting rare beasts for my father. We are traveling incognito to avoid being robbed by bandits. If the villagers ask, just say that we are passing merchants. Anyone who reveals our identities will be killed!"
The group slowly entered the village. Bernie Gan dismissed his attendants and led Wu Meilian alone towards the watermill in the village. From a distance, Bernie Gan, who was only up to the old woman's shoulder, was short and sturdy, which contrasted sharply with Wu Meilian's tall and plump figure. It looked like a mother swaying her huge buttocks leading her son to visit relatives. As soon

as they entered the watermill, Bernie Gan's hand was already on Wu Meilian's fleshy waist. The old woman smiled and said: "The princess asked me to take good care of the young master, but the young master took care of the old woman first."

"Don't mention it, Madam Wu is an elder, it's my duty as a young man to take care of you at all times. I saw the noise outside disturbing your rest, so I came with Madam Wu to this quiet place."

Bernie said, gently stroking Madam Wu's old waist. Seeing her young master so infatuated with her, Madam Wu raised her delicate eyebrows and said, "Yes, in this quiet place, we mother and son can have a good chat." After saying that, she raised her pink arm and started fiddling with her hairpin.

Bernie could no longer resist when he saw the woman's sparse armpit hair and plump white arms. He loosened his belt, and his pants fell to the ground, revealing his bulging penis. When Madam Wu saw the 15cm long penis with a few hairs that this thirteen-year-old boy possessed, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her face showed surprise. She said, "Young master, why are you undressing to chat?"

Bernie said, "Mother Wu, your attire during your hunting trip has caused my lower body to swell and ache terribly. I cannot bear it any longer. Please, Mother Wu, save me."

Upon hearing this, Wu Meilian beamed with joy, reaching out to grab Bernie's burning hot penis. She gently stroked it while laughing, "Young master, this ailment is caused by the sperm within you. I will suck it out, and you will be fine." With that, she squatted down and took Bernie's penis into her mouth. Her head bobbed back and forth, making her headdress jingle, thoroughly enjoying herself. Because Wu Meilian was tall, Bernie found it difficult for the beautiful woman to swallow and release his large penis. So he slowly moved back and forth to the millstone, while the middle-aged woman, enjoying each bite, refused to let go. She also moved forward step by step, still holding the young man's penis in her mouth, dragging her massive buttocks along. Bernie cried out, "Mother Wu, slow down!" and jumped back, sitting on the millstone. His penis naturally sprang out of Wu Meilian's mouth, leaving only a thin, bright line. Bernie, his face flushed and his large penis erect, said to Granny Wu, "Granny Wu, you've worked so hard treating me. I'll sit here so it'll be easier for you."
Granny Wu leered and stroked Bernie's penis, saying, "Your Highness is so considerate. I'll do anything to treat you, no matter how difficult it is." She then buried her face in her

mouth and began to suckle intensely. Bernie felt waves of intense pleasure; he hadn't expected this old woman to be so skilled in oral sex, ten times better than the princess. Looking at Wu Meilian's cleavage, he said in a trembling voice, "I've heard that sperm fear breasts. Granny Wu's breasts are so magnificent; surely sperm will be terrified at the sight of them!"

Granny Wu was also highly skilled; she hummed twice, and continued to suckle Bernie's large penis with her bright red mouth, while simultaneously untying her clothes and pulling off the cloth wrapped around her large breasts. A pair of large, white, papaya-shaped breasts popped out. Although they were somewhat sagging, Bernie found them strangely sexy, many times sexier than the princess's small breasts!

Bernie reached out his burning hands to caress Wu Meilian's large breasts. The beautiful mature woman occasionally moaned. Her legs were spread apart, her back arched, and she wore only a transparent thin gauze top. Her huge papaya-shaped breasts hung down, swaying back and forth.

The liquid mixed with saliva and semen was pounded wildly in her sexy mouth by Bernie's young and powerful penis, making a squelching sound. Wu Meilian's hair was also disheveled from sucking and spitting out his penis too vigorously. The young man raised his hand and brushed the messy hair behind the ear of the mature woman who was sucking his penis, carefully admiring the heavily made-up, seductive, and slightly furrowed-brow Wu's mother who was sucking his lifeblood.

At this moment, the forty-three-year-old woman with crow's feet around her eyes, shameless, stared into the eyes of the thirteen-year-old boy with her long, deep, and alluring eyes. She held the boy's manhood in her mouth, yet feigned the innocent expression of a young girl. This mature woman feigning innocence was too much for Bernie to bear. Under the immense stimulation, he could no longer hold back, and a warm sensation surged through him as spurts of hot semen erupted, every last drop of his offspring entering deep into Wu Pozi's throat. The beautiful mature woman, greedy as ever, swallowed it all, not letting Bernie see his offspring one last time.

After licking Bernie's penis clean, the seductive old woman straightened up and said, "Young master, I feared these sperm might escape and wreak havoc on the world, so I swallowed these harmful things. How do you feel now, young master?" Bernie,

panting heavily, said, "Mother Wu, you sacrificed yourself to save me! You are truly a living Buddha! Please accept my bow!"
Bernie jumped off the millstone, knelt naked on the ground, and kowtowed to the beautiful, mature, and alluring woman. Wu Pozi panicked at the sight and rushed forward to help him up, her large, white breasts landing squarely on Bernie's head.

A young man is a young man, especially one as strong as Bernie and as beautiful as Wu Meilian. In the blink of an eye, Bernie's penis sprang to life again. He tightly embraced Wu Pozi's legs, burying his face in her pubic mound, inhaling the lewd scent of her black pubic hair as he said, "I beg the kind-hearted Wu Pozi to save me again. Wu Pozi, you don't know, I was born with this disease, which inevitably recurs after a while. The journey these past few days has been arduous, and the disease has worsened; I fear my sperm is acting up again."

Wu Meilian's eyes flashed with lust, and she lewdly said, "Young master, you are of noble birth. It would be my greatest fortune to cure your illness." Having said that, she helped Bernie to his feet.

Seeing the young man's erect penis, she was secretly pleased. She reached out and gently stroked his large penis, smiling seductively at Bernie, saying, "Young master, this illness is difficult to cure. I observe your root; the shaft is hard, the tip purplish-red. This time, your sperm is extraordinary. I fear I alone cannot cure your illness." Bernie trembled, looking at Granny Wu, and said, "Granny Wu, what should I do? The pain in my lower body is unbearable. I will do everything in my power to cure this illness!
" Granny Wu smiled seductively, took Bernie's penis, and slowly walked to the pillar beside the haystack. With her back to Bernie, she unbuckled her belt and painstakingly pulled off her tight satin trousers, revealing her large, plump, snow-white buttocks to the young man. Bernie's blood boiled with rage. This old harlot was wearing nothing underneath, specifically designed to seduce a thirteen-year-old boy.

Wu Meilian slowly lifted her foot and pulled down her trousers, leaving only two red embroidered shoes on her legs. Swaying her snowy buttocks, she turned to Bernie and said, "Young Master, these worms can only be swallowed by my private parts. If you want to expel these worms, you must use all your strength to fiercely attack my private parts with your lower body; only then will there be any hope of salvation!"

Bernie, unable to restrain himself any longer, pounced on Wu Meilian, grabbing her wide, plump, snow-white buttocks and thrusting into her relentlessly. Like a vicious wolf cub that hadn't eaten meat for a year pouncing on a plump, fat sheep, he held on tightly, refusing to let go.

Wu Meilian, her hands gripping the pillar, spread her legs wide to accommodate the short Bernie, her body low, her black hair disheveled, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, and hot breath escaping her lips. Unexpectedly, this young man possessed immense strength, relentlessly thrusting into her vagina and kneading her large buttocks, making her almost unsteady on her feet. The mature woman glanced back at this underage boy, whose pubic hair had barely grown any, yet dared to so fiercely penetrate her rear, a lewd smile spreading across her lips. She had just given this boy oral sex, but her own "well" was parched with thirst; she couldn't let him not have sex with her. After all, her vagina hadn't been penetrated for over a decade, and this was truly an old tree sprouting new buds. She hadn't expected this boy to be so powerful; he was indeed a formidable young man!

If she could hook onto the young master's root, perhaps she could escape her fate as a servant. Thinking this, Wu Meilian raised her buttocks even higher, letting Bernie Gan thrust into her. Over three hundred rapid thrusts followed, but Bernie Gan showed no intention of ejaculating. Seeing Wu Meilian's labored backbend, he pulled out his penis, spread some straw on the ground, and said, "Mother Wu, standing to treat the illness is tiring; lie down and let me do the work myself." Wu Meilian patted Bernie Gan's head with a playful smile: "Young Master is so thoughtful." Then, this woman, dressed in a transparent purple veil, red shoes, and exposing her white buttocks, smiled as Bernie Gan helped her lie down. She spread her legs, revealing her plump, juicy vulva, waiting for the young man to mount her.

Bernie Gan, seeing the neat and lovely pubic hair on Wu Meilian's plump vulva, thought that a woman of such age should take such care of her beautiful vulva, and his animalistic desires surged. He raised his even more swollen penis and forcefully thrust it into the alluring mature woman's vulva, fucking her like a madman.

Wu Meilian's large breasts swayed up and down, touching the face of the young man who was fucking her hard. The young man, his face flushed, thrust repeatedly, cupping her breasts in his hands, rubbing them wantonly with his face, and sucking hungrily with his mouth, like a hungry baby desperately sucking in its mother's arms, yearning for a drop of milk. But now, the child wanted to give his mother milk, using his penis to nurse from her little mouth, but the milk just wouldn't come out. So the mother sucked and sucked, the child tried and tried, but the mother's mouth couldn't draw the milk from the child's penis, and the child couldn't get the milk from his penis into the mother's mouth. So the two of them became frantic, their faces flushed, sweating profusely, their hair disheveled, and their bodies naked!

Bernie was frantically fucking Wu Meilian, while the old woman's two long white legs were tightly hooked around Bernie's lean waist. The sound of their pubic bones colliding, mixed with bodily fluids, was quite harmonious and pleasant, mingling with the creaking of the waterwheel.

In the blink of an eye, another five hundred thrusts had passed. Wu Meilian, this forty-three-year-old woman who had experienced many hardships, though she was like a wolf and had fucked countless times, had never encountered someone with such powerful sexual ability before, especially since he was only thirteen years old. What would he be like in the future? With waves of pleasure, the beautiful mature woman closed her eyes slightly, her face flushed, and opened her snow-white arms, frantically grabbing at the straw on her head.

Bernie saw that Granny Wu's sparse armpit hair was incredibly sexy, so he opened his mouth and began to lick her armpits vigorously, his penis naturally not daring to slack off, instead increasing the frequency of his thrusts.

The beautiful mature woman was already disheveled from being fucked, how could she resist this young man licking her armpits? For a moment, she became confused and infatuated, wrapping her legs around Bernie and crying out: "Quick, young master! I feel that this sperm is about to be forced out! Young master, you must not relax, you must force out the sperm in one go!" Bernie,

panting heavily, roared: "Granny Wu, this sperm is truly hateful, causing you so much trouble. After I recover, I will definitely apologize to Granny Wu!" Ah!

After more than three hundred rapid thrusts, suddenly, the young man, with an unknown strength, lifted Wu Meilian's wide, plump, snow-white buttocks from below with both hands, his head pressed against her huge, snow-white breasts, his eyes bloodshot, his face flushed. Although his buttocks were pressed down by her large white legs, he still thrust and pumped furiously faster than a hummingbird flapping its wings, roaring: "Mama Wu, you're about to force out this wicked sperm! Ah! Ah!" Wu's mother also shook and slapped the young man's huge breasts on his head, shouting: "Young master, hurry! I will risk my life and use my lower body to swallow all of your sperm! As much as you want, I'll eat it all!"

In the next ten seconds, the young man actually completed more than five hundred thrusts, and finally, with his mind blank, he powerfully shot his hot, thick semen deep into Wu's mother's uterus. These unfortunate offspring could only rush into the body of this woman who was old enough to be their grandmother, never to turn back. Bernie, exhausted, lay on Granny Wu's snow-white, fleshy belly, panting heavily. "It's done,"

he said. "These sperm have finally been expelled." Wu Meilian, her delicate brows relaxed, closed her alluring eyes and gently stroked the young man's head. "Don't worry, young master," she said, "these sperm have been absorbed into my body and locked away. They can't escape anymore." With that, Wu Meilian slowly opened her eyes, tilting her head back. Suddenly, she saw several dark figures on the mill window—or rather,

several dark figures crouching there. She cried out, "Who's there!" Bernie also looked up. The dark figures nimbly jumped out of the window and disappeared. Then, the sound of children's laughter came from outside.

Bernie leaped up, swinging his long legs, and helped the plump, sexy, almost naked woman to her feet, saying, "So it was just some country kids peeping.

" Wu Meilian, her breasts swaying, hurriedly put on a brocade robe, her bare bottom exposed. She said, "What should I do? I risked my life to cure your illness, but I was seen by that ignorant country bumpkin. If word gets out and my reputation is ruined, I will not live on!"

Bernie, pulling up his trousers, replied, "Don't worry, Madam Wu. If anyone here dares to ruin your reputation, I will turn this village to ashes and leave no one alive."

Old Madam Wu struggled to wrap her still restless breasts and said, "Young Master, you mustn't. Please don't put others in danger and treat human life like dirt for my sake. I will return to the Central Plains, hide my name, and never see you again."

Bernie panicked upon hearing this. He thought that he had only tasted this beautiful woman once today and would never see her again. He was unwilling to give up. He stepped forward and hugged Wu Meilian's waist tightly, pressing his face against her fleshy belly, and said in a tearful voice, "No, no, Madam Wu, how can you be so cruel?" Before his illness was cured, he was to leave. Bernigan knew that Wu Mama had sacrificed herself for the common people. A woman as beautiful and kind-hearted as Wu Mama was rare in this world. "I really don't want to be separated from Wu Mama," he cried.

Wu Meilian, upon hearing this, was secretly pleased. Even an old woman like herself seemed beautiful in the eyes of this young man. So, she shamelessly feigned sadness and said, "I don't want to leave my sick young master alone, but I have no face to stay here any longer. What should I do?"

Bernigan looked up at Wu Meilian with tearful eyes and said, "Let's elope!"

Wu Meilian exclaimed in surprise, "No! You are the crown prince! Are you going to give up your throne?"

Bernigan continued, pressing his lips against Wu Mama's fleshy belly, "Wu Mama, do you know that when I fall ill, my lower body swells and aches unbearably? I feel like I'm dying. Only Wu Mama can save me from this suffering. Compared to this, what is the throne!"
Hearing this, Wu Meilian looked at the young man who was tightly holding her and said, "Young Master values me so much, I will certainly serve you well from now on and never leave your side!"

After saying this, the two tidied their hair and clothes and quietly left the watermill. They saw the children indeed singing on the road: "Child is sick, mother loves child.

Child behind, mother in front.

Child above, mother below.

If not cured, hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Bernie and Wu Meilian listened several times, but it seemed to have no concrete meaning. The villagers, attendants, and guards nearby didn't seem to care, so they gradually relaxed and abandoned their plan to escape.

Thus, the group continued their journey towards the valley.

For the rest of the journey, whenever they stopped to rest, Berniegan would use the excuse of needing medical treatment to demand to mate with Wu Meilian. This mature woman, to facilitate their encounters, changed her attire, wearing a brocade robe wrapped only in a belt around her waist, revealing her naked body underneath, and red embroidered shoes. Fortunately, she was always in a sedan chair; if she were walking or riding a horse, her snow-white, fleshy thighs and large white feet in red shoes would have been seen countless times.

Thus, under trees, by wells, in granaries, outhouses, behind large rocks, in stables, under bridges—everywhere was stained with their love fluids. Wu Meilian, fearing that her young master would become obsessed with her and tire of their encounters, instructed her servants to prepare venison for Berniegan at every meal. The young man, having expended so much energy daily, naturally had a good appetite, and could eat five catties of venison in one sitting. Having eaten venison at every meal, his lower body was naturally rock hard, satisfying the woman greatly. Sometimes, given the opportunity, Bernie Gan would ejaculate five or six times inside the old woman Wu Meilian, until her legs were numb and weak, and she could only rest in the sedan chair.

…After more than ten days of travel, Bernie Gan and his men finally arrived at the valley.

Chapter 3: An Accidental Encounter with a Strange Beast and a Mature Woman Rider

The destination had arrived, and so had the trouble. Bernie Gan had originally said that he brought Wu Meilian here to help his father hunt a strange beast, but where the real beast was, no one knew, and Wu Meilian, a woman from the Central Plains, knew even less. Bernie Gan ordered the troops to set up tents, but his heart was filled with worry.

Early the next morning, Bernie Gan led a dozen or so capable followers into the mountains, and naturally, Wu Meilian, the so-called mentor, also went along. The mountain road was rugged, and Bernie Gan ordered Wu Meilian to mount her horse, while he personally led the horse for the mature woman. Wu Meilian's snow-white thighs occasionally peeked out from the side, attracting the attention of the guards. Seeing this, Bernigan stopped his horse and cracked his whip: "The mythical beast is a sacred creature, rarely revealing itself to humans. Too many people will easily attract its attention. You all remain here as ordered. I will lead the beast-hunting expert up the mountain alone."
The guards, upon hearing this, hurriedly knelt: "Young Master, you mustn't! These mountains are fraught with danger. Sending you alone would be unwise. If anything happens to you, our entire families will be doomed!"

Bernigan roared angrily: "Stop talking nonsense! Do you all despise my martial arts? My mind is made up. Anyone who speaks recklessly again will be killed!"

The guards retreated, and Bernigan led one horse carrying food and supplies, while holding the reins of Wu Meilian's horse, and continued into the mountains. After traveling for a long time, they arrived at a waterfall. Bernie quickly dismounted and reached out to help Wu Meilian off the horse. Imagine how ridiculous it would be for a young man, not even as tall as the woman, to try and lift a woman in her forties. But this young man was as strong as an ox, lifting a voluptuous woman much taller and larger than himself effortlessly.

The two dismounted, found a large rock, spread out a straw mat, and the woman lay down, pulling off her long gown and spreading her white legs. The young man unzipped his pants, mounted the horse, and they made love for a long time, thrusting over a thousand times. The young man roared and ejaculated inside the woman, then, panting, rolled off the horse. The woman's vagina was still flowing with the young man's semen. Afterwards, the young man and the woman went into the waterfall to bathe, playing and frolicking, hugging and kissing, like a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, except that it looked like a mother duck with a baby duck.

After bathing, Bernie, waving his large penis, gathered firewood to start a fire, while Wu Meilian, naked, prepared food and drink for him. Knowing Bernie had been eating meat for days and was tired of it, the old woman stewed the fish she had caught in the pond. Wild game was delicious; Bernie devoured the pot of fish in no time.

As night fell, the young man and woman, who had pitched their tent early, began their lovemaking again inside.

This continued for several days; after eating the fish they caught in the pond, Bernie and Wu Meilian would mate on the boulder, never tiring. One night, after mating, Wu Meilian said to Bernie, "Young master, we've been out for several days; it's time to go back." Bernie, stroking Wu Meilian's large breasts, said, "Yes, but what about Father's rare beast?"

Suddenly, a horse neighed outside. Bernie lit a fire, went out to light it, and carefully looked around, discovering that one of his horses was missing. At this moment, Wu Meilian also ran out, her clothes barely covering her buttocks: "Young Master, what happened?" Bernie Gan embraced the mature woman's fleshy waist and said: "Don't be afraid, Mother Wu. Perhaps some wild beast ate our horse. But with me here, no one can harm Mother Wu." Wu Meilian looked at the boy, who was a head shorter than her, embracing her waist and saying he would protect her. The mature woman found it both funny and touching.

So the two of them stayed by the fire all night, adding firewood.

The next day at dawn, they saw that their horse had been eaten by something, leaving only two hind legs and a whip. Wu Meilian looked at it, then stroked Bernie Gan's head and lewdly said to him: "Young Master, have you tried the whip?"
The two of them started cooking, burning the two horse legs until they were charred and putting them in their luggage. Bernie Gan ate the whole whip, his lust aroused. After mating with Wu Meilian three times, they packed their belongings, letting Wu Meilian sit in front while he sat behind, and rode down the mountain together on a horse carrying their luggage. They met up with the guards waiting at the foot of the mountain and headed towards the main camp.
The whip was truly effective; Bernie, holding the voluptuous mature woman, felt her large, fleshy buttocks bounce against his genitals, and before he knew it, he was hard again, pressing resentfully against Granny Wu's large buttocks. That slut Wu Meilian was never satisfied; whatever you wanted, she would give. Noticing the young master's large penis pressing against her, Granny Wu, as if by telepathy, slowly lifted the brocade covering her buttocks, gently lifting it between the young master's legs.

Bernie was overjoyed; this old beauty was indeed incredibly seductive. Under the cover of the brocade, he pulled out his long-awaited member and vigorously rubbed it against Wu Meilian's large, sexy white buttocks. The old woman, naturally aroused by the young man behind her, couldn't bear the itch any longer. She wrapped her arms around the horse's neck, braced her feet in the stirrups, and thrust her large white buttocks upwards, facing the young man's swollen genitals.

The penis seemed to have caught the scent of the mature woman's beautiful vagina, and it swelled to twice its original size, thrusting in without warning, causing the mature beauty to let out a soft cry. Bernie leaned back, gripping the iron ring at the front of the saddle tightly with both hands, silently and diligently thrusting into Wu Meilian in front of him, each thrust solid and firm. The boy kept glancing around, and seeing that the guards hadn't noticed, he slowly increased the pace.

As the boy's thrusting speed increased, the old woman Wu Meilian's body rose and fell more noticeably. Her pink arms, which had been holding the horse's neck, were now pulling on the horse's mane with both hands, and her legs, which were in the stirrups, were straightening more and more. Her entire white buttocks had completely left the horse's back, and she was sitting behind the thirteen-year-old boy, completely absorbed in the moment, like a professional horse racer!

The horse seemed to be hurt by the beautiful woman pulling its mane, and gradually increased its speed, from walking to running, gradually overtaking the group and galloping forward. Seeing this, the guards behind also spurred their horses and followed their young master.

As expected of a celestial horse from the Western Regions, it carried two people at breakneck speed. Seeing the horse gallop, Bernie Gan increased his speed, thrusting against Wu Meilian's large, white buttocks. The old woman, Wu, gradually lost her footing, her hands continuing to tear at the horse's mane, her pear-like buttocks slamming violently against the young man behind her. The wind occasionally blew up her brocade robe, revealing her entire snow-white thighs and large, white buttocks. If someone were to be on the side at this moment, they would have seen the shameless act of this old man and young man: the young man, his swollen penis erect, letting the woman, naked and white-buttocked, sit on it, rising and falling. Unfortunately, the guards had long been left behind. From behind, of course, they couldn't see the lewd acts the two were engaged in.

A good horse needs a good rider; look, Wu Meilian, this beautiful woman, grips the horse's mane, her legs firmly planted, swaying perfectly with the horse's rhythm—no matter how elite the guards, they couldn't catch up.

The two fought on horseback for a full three hundred li before the young man finally surrendered his bullets.

By the time the guards arrived, both had already tidied themselves up, looking calm and collected. No one noticed the semen that had quietly seeped from their saddles. At dusk, everyone returned to the camp. Bernie, holding up the charred horse leg, addressed everyone: "I have hunted a rare beast for my father, but Wu Meilian said that the beast's front part is poisonous, so only its hind leg can be consumed. Wu Meilian has made the greatest contribution by finding the medicinal ingredient for my father!

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