Incest spanning a thousand years across Eurasia

Chapter One: The Crown Prince's Wedding and First Encounter with the Mature Woman In the Western Regions, there was a kingdom called Tuyuhun. It was established by a branch of the Murong people from the Xianbei of Liaodong who migrated westward to Longxi. Located at the throat of the Hexi Corridor, it was a crucial passage for merchants traveling between the Central Plains and the Western Regions. King Suobi of Tuyuhun was short and thin, with black hair and brown eyes, and appeared frail, quite unlike the brave and archery-skilled Xianbei. Queen Monaju, daughter of the King of Kucha, was married to King Suobi of Tuyuhun through a political marriage. She had blue eyes, red hair, fair skin, and was tall. Tuyuhun had only one son for three generations, and Suobi had only one son, Murong Cao, who was thirteen years old. Like his father, he had black hair and brown eyes. Although short in stature, he was precocious and strong, retaining the characteristics of the Xianbei. One day, Murong Cao was practicing archery in the palace when he suddenly heard his mother arrive. He quickly knelt and said, "Your Majesty, I greet you. What is your decree?" "Rise, Cao'er." "Your mother has come today for your life's most important event. You are thirteen years old and of marriageable age." Murong Cao looked up at his mother: "Your son is still young and not yet ready for marriage." Empress Mona sighed: "Cao'er, 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 heaven upon our people. Cao'er, for the sake of Tuyuhun, you must make a sacrifice. Besides, the women of the Central Plains are all beautiful; you will not be at a disadvantage." Murong Cao 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. Murong Cao, dressed in brocade robes, stood atop the city wall, gazing at the bridal sedan chair. He thought to himself, "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. Murong Cao descended the city wall to greet the bride, and the various wedding rituals were performed without further ado. On their wedding night, Murong Cao returned home drunk. Seeing his bride sitting gracefully on the bed, he lifted her veil. A beautiful young woman, petite and delicate, with a figure like a willow swaying in the breeze, was a truly exceptional beauty. Murong Cao, at such a young age, was already adept at making love to her, and they spent the night together. 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." Murong Cao said, "Put it there." The woman rose and placed the porridge aside. Murong Cao looked her up and down, and upon closer inspection, realized it was the heavily made-up old woman from yesterday. Looking at this woman, 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, making her resemble a beautiful jade carving. Only her large breasts could not be concealed, and were faintly visible through her neckline. Murong Cao 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 surged from his brain to his genitals. He couldn't believe he was getting an erection with an older woman! Oh, to be honest, this woman was too 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, Murong Cao, now enlightened about matters of the heart, was overcome with lust for the beautiful woman and asked, "How should I address you, Mama?" 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?" Murong Cao 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 eighteen years old." 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, my figure is plump, and my beauty has faded. How dare I claim to be eighteen?" Murong Cao laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to be the same age as the Empress Dowager. Although you are 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 blushed and said, "Young master, you are truly a crown prince. Your words are so eloquent. I truly dare not accept such praise." The two women completely disregarded the princess during their conversation. The princess coughed twice and said, "Wu Ma, you may leave. We've just arrived, and our servants are still quite inexperienced. See if there's anything else that needs to be taken care of in the courtyard." "Yes, Princess," Wu Meilian bowed, and Murong Cao naturally noticed her large, white breasts. The mature woman turned and left, her broad buttocks swaying under her skirt. Murong Cao stared at her buttocks, lost in thought. The princess was three years older than Murong Cao, only sixteen years old, and naturally quite knowledgeable. Seeing Murong Cao's enthusiasm towards his servants, she was naturally displeased. She then ordered Wu Ma to avoid going to the inner palace unless necessary, and Murong Cao was thus kept under close watch by this sister-like wife. One day, after finishing his morning lessons, Murong Cao thought about how he hadn't seen Wu Ma for several days and missed her dearly. He thought, "That princess is so hateful, deliberately preventing me from seeing that woman. It's still early today, I might as well go to the servants' quarters and inquire." Passing through six gates and five courtyards, they arrived at a large mansion. Inside, things were bustling with activity; servants were chopping wood and fetching water. Upon seeing Murong Cao, they all knelt down, saying, "Welcome, Young Master." "Rise," Murong Cao said, glancing around at the four rooms. He strolled to the kitchen, where servants were preparing to start a fire and cook. Amidst the rising smoke, he spotted a tall, broad-hipped figure. Upon closer inspection, he recognized her as Wu Meilian. The woman was currently working at the chopping board with her back to him. Murong Cao coughed twice, and the woman turned around, startled. She hurriedly knelt down, saying, "I didn't know Young Master had arrived! I have failed to greet you properly; I am utterly guilty." Immediately, all the servants knelt down as well. Seeing this, Murong Cao 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," Murong Cao said, his cheeks slightly flushed. Old Woman Wu, being an experienced woman, could tell from Murong Cao'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." Murong Cao 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." Murong Cao felt a pang of pity for the beautiful woman. "Old Woman Wu, from now on, let others do these rough and tiring tasks. It wouldn't be good if you hurt your hands and 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!" Murong Cao 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 witnessed this thought Murong Cao was very filial to the princess's wet nurse, a well-mannered and knowledgeable child. Murong Cao, noticing 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. Murong Cao was itching to take advantage of her. A few days later, the young master Murong Cao secretly sent several 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 Murong Cao would visit the servants' quarters daily to admire his "Mama Wu." He watched as this old woman, dressed in a dazzling 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 them. The two, mistress and servant, exchanged glances, their eyes conveying illicit desire. And so, the wicked Wu Meilian, in front of Murong Cao, acted coy and affected, feigning trips and exhaustion, creating opportunities for physical contact with the thirteen-year-old boy. Murong Cao, not being foolish, supported and rubbed against the alluring old woman, saying, "Mama Wu, be careful, Mama Wu, you're working too hard, Mama Wu, take care of your health!" 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 towards Murong Cao, 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 near the princess, she would revert to her simple attire and plain face, lest she arouse suspicion. Soon it was September, and Sobi, according to palace regulations, went hunting in the valley. Murong Cao 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 Murong Cao. 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 whenever 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. Murong Cao strode into the inner palace, entered the bedchamber, and lifted the curtain to see Wu Meilian 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 come with you?" Murong Cao asked Wu Meilian. Wu Meilian was incredibly clever; she immediately understood her young master's meaning upon seeing him. 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 thing, so I know a little about it." Murong Cao was overjoyed. Could this woman know his thoughts? He said, "Good. Then quickly prepare to go to the valley with us. This matter concerns my father's health; you must think of the nation's well-being and do your utmost to find the divine beast. There must be no mistakes." Murong Cao went to the princess's bedside and said, "Princess, I have already ordered the palace physicians to come and take care of him. You can rest assured. I have no choice but to do this for our father and our country." The princess looked at Wu Meilian, then at Murong Cao, already too weak with illness, and said, "Alright, go quickly and return quickly." She then said to Wu Meilian, "The journey is long. While I am away, you must take good care of the young master. If you bring back the wondrous beast soon, you will also have made a contribution." The old woman grasped the princess's hand and said, "Don't worry, Miss. I will definitely take good care of the young master for you." She then turned and met Murong Cao's gaze, a wicked smile playing on her lips. What a fine wet nurse she was! She only said she would take care of the young master, but didn't specify how. Was she going to do something despicable? The thirteen-year-old boy couldn't hide his joy: "I never expected this beautiful woman to understand me. Once we're out of the palace, I'll find an opportunity to have a wild, passionate lovemaking with you until I'm exhausted." Forty-three-year-old Wu Meilian also felt a surge of excitement: "I'll use every trick in the book to make this boy infatuated with me."
Chapter Two: A Mating Adventure with a Carefree Young Man The procession was lavish and well-organized. Murong Cao, feeling sorry for Wu Ma, ordered her to ride in a sedan chair – a privilege reserved for princesses! He himself rode in front of the sedan chair, while Wu Ma would occasionally peek through the curtain at the young man on horseback. Murong Cao took a closer look and saw that the woman was heavily made up, incredibly alluring. Clearly, it was all for his benefit. How could Murong Cao 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 Murong Cao couldn't; his hormones wouldn't allow it. He quickly dismounted, lifted the sedan curtain, and a middle-aged, alluring woman slowly emerged. Murong Cao's lower body swelled instantly at the sight of her. 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, Murong Cao 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. 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 Murong Cao 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. Murong Cao dismissed his attendants and led Wu Meilian alone toward the watermill in the village. From a distance, Murong Cao, who was only up to the old woman's shoulder, was short and sturdy, which contrasted sharply with the old woman'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, Murong Cao's hand was already on the old woman'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," Murong Cao said, "Mother Wu is an elder, and I, a young man, should be taking care of you at all times. I saw that the noise outside was disturbing your rest, so I came with Mother Wu to this quiet place." As he spoke, Murong Cao gently stroked Mother Wu's old waist. Seeing that her young master was so infatuated with her, Mother 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. Murong Cao 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 Mother Wu saw that the thirteen-year-old boy had a 15-centimeter penis with a few pubic hairs, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her face showed surprise. However, she said, "Young master, why are you undressing to chat?" Murong Cao 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 Murong Cao'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 Murong Cao's penis into her mouth. Her head bobbed back and forth, making her headdress jingle, thoroughly enjoying herself. Because Wu Meilian was tall, Murong Cao saw that the beautiful woman was having a hard time swallowing and releasing 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 large buttocks forward. Murong Cao 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. Murong Cao, 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 Murong Cao'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. Murong Cao felt waves of intense pleasure; he hadn't expected this old woman to be so skilled in oral sex, ten times more so 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, equally skilled, responded with two soft moans, continuing to suckle Murong Cao's large penis with her bright red mouth, while simultaneously untying her own clothes and pulling the cloth wrapped around her large breasts. A pair of large, white, papaya-shaped breasts popped out. Although they were somewhat sagging, Murong Cao somehow found them exceptionally sexy, many times sexier than the princess's small breasts! Murong Cao reached out his burning hands to caress Wu Meilian's large breasts, and the beautiful mature woman occasionally let out moans. Her legs were spread apart, her back arched, and she wore only a transparent thin gauze over her upper body, her huge papaya-shaped breasts hanging down and swaying back and forth. The liquid mixed with saliva and semen was being pounded wildly in her sexy mouth by Murong Cao'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 to tuck the messy hair behind the ear of the mature woman who was sucking his penis, and carefully admired the heavily made-up, seductive, and slightly furrowed-brow Wu Meilian'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 Murong Cao 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 Granny Wu's throat. The beautiful mature woman, greedy as ever, swallowed it all, not letting Murong Cao see his offspring one last time. After licking Murong Cao's penis clean, the alluring 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?" Murong Cao, panting heavily, said, "Granny Wu, you sacrificed yourself to save me! You are truly a living Buddha! Please accept my bow!" With that, Murong Cao jumped off the millstone, knelt down naked, 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 Murong Cao's head. A young man is a young man, especially one as strong as Murong Cao and as beautiful as Wu Meilian. In the blink of an eye, Murong Cao's penis sprang to life again. Murong Cao 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 Murong Cao to his feet. Seeing the young man's erect penis, she was secretly pleased. She then reached out and gently stroked his large penis, smiling seductively at Murong Cao, saying, "Young Master, this illness is difficult to cure. I observe your root; the shaft is hard, and the tip is purplish-red. This time, your sperm is extraordinary. I fear I alone cannot cure your illness." Murong Cao trembled as he looked at Granny Wu, saying, "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, with a seductive smile, led Murong Cao by the penis and slowly walked to the pillar beside the haystack. With her back to Murong Cao, she unbuckled her belt and painstakingly removed her tight satin trousers, revealing her large, plump, snow-white buttocks to the young man. Murong Cao's blood boiled with rage. This old harlot was wearing only thin trousers, nothing underneath; she had come specifically to seduce the 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 Murong Cao and said, "Young Master, these worms cannot be swallowed by anything but my private parts. If you wish 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!"Murong Cao, unable to restrain himself any longer, pounced on Granny Wu, grabbing her wide, plump, snow-white buttocks and thrusting into her relentlessly. Like a vicious wolf cub that hadn't eaten meat in a year pouncing on a fat, ripe sheep, he held on tightly, refusing to let go. Granny Wu, her hands gripping the pillar, spread her legs wide to accommodate the short Murong Cao, her body low, her black hair disheveled, her beautiful brows slightly furrowed, her breath hot. She hadn't expected this young man to be so incredibly strong, relentlessly fucking her cunt 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 fuck her rear, a lewd smile spreading across her lips. She had just given him oral sex, but her own "old well" was parched with thirst; she couldn't go without fucking him. After all, her cunt hadn't been fucked for over a decade; this was truly an old tree sprouting new buds. Unexpectedly, this child is indeed so capable. Truly a young man, the younger generation is formidable! If she can hook onto the young master's mantle, perhaps she can escape her fate as a servant. Thinking this, Wu Meilian raised her buttocks even higher, enduring Murong Cao's thrusts. After over three hundred rapid thrusts, Murong Cao showed no sign of ejaculation. Seeing Wu Meilian's labored backbend, he withdrew his penis, spread straw on the ground, and said, "Wu Meilian, standing to treat the illness is tiring. Lie down and let me do my best." Wu Meilian playfully patted Murong Cao's head: "Young master is so thoughtful." Having said this, the bewitching woman, dressed in a transparent purple gauze, wearing red shoes, and exposing her white buttocks, smiled as Murong Cao helped her lie down. She spread her legs, revealing her plump, juicy vulva, waiting for the young man to mount her. Seeing the neat and lovely pubic hair on Granny Wu's plump vulva, Murong Cao thought that a woman of such age should take such care of her beautiful vulva. Overcome by lust, he thrust his even more swollen penis into the alluring mature woman's flesh, and began to fuck her like a madman. Wu Meilian's large breasts swayed up and down, brushing against the face of the young man who was working hard on her. The young man, his face flushed, thrust repeatedly, cupping her breasts in his hands and rubbing them wantonly with his face, 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 was trying to give his mother milk, offering his penis to her small mouth as milk, but no matter how hard he tried, the milk wouldn't come out. So the mother sucked and sucked, the child pushed and pushed, 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 his mother's mouth. The two women, flushed and sweating profusely, their hair disheveled and naked, were now frantically thrusting into Wu Meilian. The old woman, Wu, clung tightly to Murong Cao's lean waist with her long, white legs. The sounds of their bodies colliding, mingled with bodily fluids, created a harmonious and pleasant symphony with the creaking of the waterwheel. In the blink of an eye, over five hundred thrusts had passed. Wu Meilian, a forty-three-year-old woman who had experienced countless hardships, was a ravenous woman, but she had never encountered someone with such powerful sexual prowess before, especially since he was only thirteen years old. She wondered what he would become in the future. With each wave of pleasure, the beautiful mature woman closed her eyes, her face flushed, and opened her snow-white arms, frantically grabbing at the straw above her head. Murong Cao, seeing Wu's sparse armpit hair, which looked incredibly sexy, opened his mouth and began to lick her armpits. His penis, naturally, did not dare to slacken, instead increasing the frequency of his thrusts. The beautiful mature woman was already disheveled from being fucked, how could she resist the boy licking her armpits? She became infatuated and, with her legs wrapped around Murong Cao, cried out: "Quick, young master! I feel this sperm is about to be forced out! Young master, you must not relax, you must force it out in one go!" Murong Cao, panting heavily, roared: "Mama Wu, this sperm is truly hateful, causing you so much trouble. After I recover, I will definitely apologize to Mama Wu!" Ah! After more than three hundred rapid thrusts, suddenly, the young man, with strength from who knows where, lifted Wu Meilian's wide, plump, snow-white buttocks from below, his head pressed against her huge, snow-white breasts, his eyes bloodshot, his face flushed. Even though her buttocks were pressed down by her white legs, he still thrust and pumped with a speed faster than a hummingbird flapping its wings, roaring: "Mama Wu, this wicked sperm is about to be forced out! Ah! Ah!" Granny Wu, slapping the boy's large breasts, cried out, "Young Master, hurry! Hurry! I'll risk my life to devour all of your sperm! As much as you want!" In the next few seconds, Murong Cao completed over five hundred thrusts, finally ejaculating his hot, thick semen deep into Granny Wu's womb with a blank mind. These unfortunate offspring could only rush into the body of this woman who was old enough to be their grandmother, never to return. Exhausted, Murong Cao lay on Granny Wu's snow-white, fleshy belly, panting heavily, "It's done. These sperm have finally been expelled." Wu Meilian, her delicate brows relaxed, closed her alluring eyes and gently stroked the boy's head, saying, "Young Master, don't worry, 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 in the mill window—or rather, several dark figures crouching there. She cried out, "Who's there!" Murong Cao looked up and saw the dark figures nimbly leap out of the window and disappear. Then, the sound of children's laughter came from outside. Murong Cao jumped up, swinging his long legs, and helped the plump, sexy, almost naked woman to her feet, saying, "So it was just some country bumpkins peeping." Wu Meilian, her breasts swaying, hurriedly put on thin brocade trousers, her bare bottom exposed. She said, "What am I to do? I risked my life to treat your illness, but those ignorant country bumpkins saw me! If word gets out and my reputation is ruined, I won't want to live anymore!" Murong Cao, pulling up his trousers, replied, "Don't worry, Mama Wu. If anyone dares to ruin your reputation, I will turn this village to ashes, leaving no one alive." The old woman, struggling to wrap her still-restless breasts, said, "Young master, you mustn't! Don't put others in danger and treat human life like dirt for my sake!" "I will return to the Central Plains from now on, hide my name and identity, and never see the young master again." Murong Cao panicked upon hearing this, thinking that he had only tasted this beautiful woman once today and would never see her again. He was unwilling to give up, so he rushed forward and tightly embraced Wu Meilian's waist, pressing his face against her fleshy belly, and said in a tearful voice, "No, no, how can you be so heartless, Mother Wu?" He knew that Mother Wu was sacrificing herself for the common people, and that a woman as beautiful and kind-hearted as Mother Wu was rare in this world. "I really don't want to be separated from Mother Wu, sob sob sob." Wu Meilian 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 the sick young master alone, but I have no face to stay here any longer. What should I do?" Murong Cao 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?" Murong Cao continued, pressing his lips against Wu Meilian's fleshy belly, "Mama Wu, do you know that when I fall ill, the pain in my lower body is unbearable, worse than death? Only you, Mama Wu, 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 embracing 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 singing on the road: "Child is sick, mother loves child. Child behind, mother in front. Child above, mother below. Can't be cured, hurry, hurry, hurry!" Murong Cao and Wu Meilian listened to it several times, but it didn't seem to have any specific meaning. The villagers, attendants, and guards around them didn't seem to care either, so they gradually relaxed and abandoned their idea of escaping. Thus, the group continued on their way to the valley. For the rest of the journey, whenever they stopped to rest, Murong Cao 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, they were always seated in a sedan chair; if they were walking or riding, 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 Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao and his men finally arrived at the valley.So the group continued their journey towards the valley. Whenever they stopped to rest, Murong Cao would use the excuse of needing medical treatment to demand to mate with Wu Meilian. This mature woman, to facilitate their encounters, had 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 Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao and his men finally arrived at the valley.So the group continued their journey towards the valley. Whenever they stopped to rest, Murong Cao would use the excuse of needing medical treatment to demand to mate with Wu Meilian. This mature woman, to facilitate their encounters, had 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 Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao and his men finally arrived at the valley.Seeing the neat and lovely pubic hair on Granny Wu's plump vulva, Murong Cao thought that a woman of such age should take such care of her beautiful vulva. Overcome by lust, he thrust his even more swollen penis into the alluring mature woman's flesh, and began to fuck her like a madman. Wu Meilian's large breasts swayed up and down, brushing against the face of the young man who was working hard on her. The young man, his face flushed, thrust repeatedly, cupping her breasts in his hands and rubbing them wantonly with his face, 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 was trying to give his mother milk, offering his penis to her small mouth as milk, but no matter how hard he tried, the milk wouldn't come out. So the mother sucked and sucked, the child pushed and pushed, 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 his mother's mouth. The two women, flushed and sweating profusely, their hair disheveled and naked, were now frantically thrusting into Wu Meilian. The old woman, Wu, clung tightly to Murong Cao's lean waist with her long, white legs. The sounds of their bodies colliding, mingled with bodily fluids, created a harmonious and pleasant symphony with the creaking of the waterwheel. In the blink of an eye, over five hundred thrusts had passed. Wu Meilian, a forty-three-year-old woman who had experienced countless hardships, was a ravenous woman, but she had never encountered someone with such powerful sexual prowess before, especially since he was only thirteen years old. She wondered what he would become in the future. With each wave of pleasure, the beautiful mature woman closed her eyes, her face flushed, and opened her snow-white arms, frantically grabbing at the straw above her head. Murong Cao, seeing Wu's sparse armpit hair, which looked incredibly sexy, opened his mouth and began to lick her armpits. His penis, naturally, did not dare to slacken, instead increasing the frequency of his thrusts. The beautiful mature woman was already disheveled from being fucked, how could she resist the boy licking her armpits? She became infatuated and, with her legs wrapped around Murong Cao, cried out: "Quick, young master! I feel this sperm is about to be forced out! Young master, you must not relax, you must force it out in one go!" Murong Cao, panting heavily, roared: "Mama Wu, this sperm is truly hateful, causing you so much trouble. After I recover, I will definitely apologize to Mama Wu!" Ah! After more than three hundred rapid thrusts, suddenly, the young man, with strength from who knows where, lifted Wu Meilian's wide, plump, snow-white buttocks from below, his head pressed against her huge, snow-white breasts, his eyes bloodshot, his face flushed. Even though her buttocks were pressed down by her white legs, he still thrust and pumped with a speed faster than a hummingbird flapping its wings, roaring: "Mama Wu, this wicked sperm is about to be forced out! Ah! Ah!" Granny Wu, slapping the boy's large breasts, cried out, "Young Master, hurry! Hurry! I'll risk my life to devour all of your sperm! As much as you want!" In the next few seconds, Murong Cao completed over five hundred thrusts, finally ejaculating his hot, thick semen deep into Granny Wu's womb with a blank mind. These unfortunate offspring could only rush into the body of this woman who was old enough to be their grandmother, never to return. Exhausted, Murong Cao lay on Granny Wu's snow-white, fleshy belly, panting heavily, "It's done. These sperm have finally been expelled." Wu Meilian, her delicate brows relaxed, closed her alluring eyes and gently stroked the boy's head, saying, "Young Master, don't worry, 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 in the mill window—or rather, several dark figures crouching there. She cried out, "Who's there!" Murong Cao looked up and saw the dark figures nimbly leap out of the window and disappear. Then, the sound of children's laughter came from outside. Murong Cao jumped up, swinging his long legs, and helped the plump, sexy, almost naked woman to her feet, saying, "So it was just some country bumpkins peeping." Wu Meilian, her breasts swaying, hurriedly put on thin brocade trousers, her bare bottom exposed. She said, "What am I to do? I risked my life to treat your illness, but those ignorant country bumpkins saw me! If word gets out and my reputation is ruined, I won't want to live anymore!" Murong Cao, pulling up his trousers, replied, "Don't worry, Mama Wu. If anyone dares to ruin your reputation, I will turn this village to ashes, leaving no one alive." The old woman, struggling to wrap her still-restless breasts, said, "Young master, you mustn't! Don't put others in danger and treat human life like dirt for my sake!" "I will return to the Central Plains from now on, hide my name and identity, and never see the young master again." Murong Cao panicked upon hearing this, thinking that he had only tasted this beautiful woman once today and would never see her again. He was unwilling to give up, so he rushed forward and tightly embraced Wu Meilian's waist, pressing his face against her fleshy belly, and said in a tearful voice, "No, no, how can you be so heartless, Mother Wu?" He knew that Mother Wu was sacrificing herself for the common people, and that a woman as beautiful and kind-hearted as Mother Wu was rare in this world. "I really don't want to be separated from Mother Wu, sob sob sob." Wu Meilian 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 the sick young master alone, but I have no face to stay here any longer. What should I do?" Murong Cao 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?" Murong Cao continued, pressing his lips against Wu Meilian's fleshy belly, "Mama Wu, do you know that when I fall ill, the pain in my lower body is unbearable, worse than death? Only you, Mama Wu, 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 embracing 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 singing on the road: "Child is sick, mother loves child. Child behind, mother in front. Child above, mother below. Can't be cured, hurry, hurry, hurry!" Murong Cao and Wu Meilian listened to it several times, but it didn't seem to have any specific meaning. The villagers, attendants, and guards around them didn't seem to care either, so they gradually relaxed and abandoned their idea of escaping. Thus, the group continued on their way to the valley. For the rest of the journey, whenever they stopped to rest, Murong Cao 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, they were always seated in a sedan chair; if they were walking or riding, 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 Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao and his men finally arrived at the valley.Seeing the neat and lovely pubic hair on Granny Wu's plump vulva, Murong Cao thought that a woman of such age should take such care of her beautiful vulva. Overcome by lust, he thrust his even more swollen penis into the alluring mature woman's flesh, and began to fuck her like a madman. Wu Meilian's large breasts swayed up and down, brushing against the face of the young man who was working hard on her. The young man, his face flushed, thrust repeatedly, cupping her breasts in his hands and rubbing them wantonly with his face, 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 was trying to give his mother milk, offering his penis to her small mouth as milk, but no matter how hard he tried, the milk wouldn't come out. So the mother sucked and sucked, the child pushed and pushed, 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 his mother's mouth. The two women, flushed and sweating profusely, their hair disheveled and naked, were now frantically thrusting into Wu Meilian. The old woman, Wu, clung tightly to Murong Cao's lean waist with her long, white legs. The sounds of their bodies colliding, mingled with bodily fluids, created a harmonious and pleasant symphony with the creaking of the waterwheel. In the blink of an eye, over five hundred thrusts had passed. Wu Meilian, a forty-three-year-old woman who had experienced countless hardships, was a ravenous woman, but she had never encountered someone with such powerful sexual prowess before, especially since he was only thirteen years old. She wondered what he would become in the future. With each wave of pleasure, the beautiful mature woman closed her eyes, her face flushed, and opened her snow-white arms, frantically grabbing at the straw above her head. Murong Cao, seeing Wu's sparse armpit hair, which looked incredibly sexy, opened his mouth and began to lick her armpits. His penis, naturally, did not dare to slacken, instead increasing the frequency of his thrusts. The beautiful mature woman was already disheveled from being fucked, how could she resist the boy licking her armpits? She became infatuated and, with her legs wrapped around Murong Cao, cried out: "Quick, young master! I feel this sperm is about to be forced out! Young master, you must not relax, you must force it out in one go!" Murong Cao, panting heavily, roared: "Mama Wu, this sperm is truly hateful, causing you so much trouble. After I recover, I will definitely apologize to Mama Wu!" Ah! After more than three hundred rapid thrusts, suddenly, the young man, with strength from who knows where, lifted Wu Meilian's wide, plump, snow-white buttocks from below, his head pressed against her huge, snow-white breasts, his eyes bloodshot, his face flushed. Even though her buttocks were pressed down by her white legs, he still thrust and pumped with a speed faster than a hummingbird flapping its wings, roaring: "Mama Wu, this wicked sperm is about to be forced out! Ah! Ah!" Granny Wu, slapping the boy's large breasts, cried out, "Young Master, hurry! Hurry! I'll risk my life to devour all of your sperm! As much as you want!" In the next few seconds, Murong Cao completed over five hundred thrusts, finally ejaculating his hot, thick semen deep into Granny Wu's womb with a blank mind. These unfortunate offspring could only rush into the body of this woman who was old enough to be their grandmother, never to return. Exhausted, Murong Cao lay on Granny Wu's snow-white, fleshy belly, panting heavily, "It's done. These sperm have finally been expelled." Wu Meilian, her delicate brows relaxed, closed her alluring eyes and gently stroked the boy's head, saying, "Young Master, don't worry, 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 in the mill window—or rather, several dark figures crouching there. She cried out, "Who's there!" Murong Cao looked up and saw the dark figures nimbly leap out of the window and disappear. Then, the sound of children's laughter came from outside. Murong Cao jumped up, swinging his long legs, and helped the plump, sexy, almost naked woman to her feet, saying, "So it was just some country bumpkins peeping." Wu Meilian, her breasts swaying, hurriedly put on thin brocade trousers, her bare bottom exposed. She said, "What am I to do? I risked my life to treat your illness, but those ignorant country bumpkins saw me! If word gets out and my reputation is ruined, I won't want to live anymore!" Murong Cao, pulling up his trousers, replied, "Don't worry, Mama Wu. If anyone dares to ruin your reputation, I will turn this village to ashes, leaving no one alive." The old woman, struggling to wrap her still-restless breasts, said, "Young master, you mustn't! Don't put others in danger and treat human life like dirt for my sake!" "I will return to the Central Plains from now on, hide my name and identity, and never see the young master again." Murong Cao panicked upon hearing this, thinking that he had only tasted this beautiful woman once today and would never see her again. He was unwilling to give up, so he rushed forward and tightly embraced Wu Meilian's waist, pressing his face against her fleshy belly, and said in a tearful voice, "No, no, how can you be so heartless, Mother Wu?" He knew that Mother Wu was sacrificing herself for the common people, and that a woman as beautiful and kind-hearted as Mother Wu was rare in this world. "I really don't want to be separated from Mother Wu, sob sob sob." Wu Meilian 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 the sick young master alone, but I have no face to stay here any longer. What should I do?" Murong Cao 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?" Murong Cao continued, pressing his lips against Wu Meilian's fleshy belly, "Mama Wu, do you know that when I fall ill, the pain in my lower body is unbearable, worse than death? Only you, Mama Wu, 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 embracing 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 singing on the road: "Child is sick, mother loves child. Child behind, mother in front. Child above, mother below. Can't be cured, hurry, hurry, hurry!" Murong Cao and Wu Meilian listened to it several times, but it didn't seem to have any specific meaning. The villagers, attendants, and guards around them didn't seem to care either, so they gradually relaxed and abandoned their idea of escaping. Thus, the group continued on their way to the valley. For the rest of the journey, whenever they stopped to rest, Murong Cao 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, they were always seated in a sedan chair; if they were walking or riding, 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 Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao and his men finally arrived at the valley.Murong Cao, panting heavily, roared: "Mama Wu, this filthy sperm is truly despicable, causing you such hardship. I will definitely apologize to you after I recover!" After more than three hundred rapid thrusts, suddenly, the young man, with strength seemingly from nowhere, lifted Wu Meilian's wide, plump, snow-white buttocks from below, his head pressed against her enormous, snow-white breasts. His eyes were bloodshot, his face flushed. Even though his buttocks were pressed down by her large, white legs, he continued thrusting and pounding with a speed faster than a hummingbird's wings, roaring: "Mama Wu, you've forced this wicked sperm out!" "Ah! Ah!" Old Woman Wu, swaying and slapping the young man's large breasts, cried out: "Young Master, hurry! Hurry! I will risk my life to devour all of your sperm! As much as you want, I'll eat it all!" In the next ten seconds or so, Murong Cao completed over five hundred thrusts, finally ejaculating his hot, thick semen powerfully deep into Granny Wu's womb in a daze. These unfortunate offspring could only rush into the body of this woman who was old enough to be their grandmother, never to return. Exhausted, Murong Cao lay on Granny Wu's snow-white, fleshy belly, panting heavily, "It's done. These sperm have finally been expelled." Wu Meilian's delicate brows relaxed, and she gently stroked the young man's head with her alluring eyes closed, saying, "Young master, rest assured, 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!" Murong Cao also looked up, and the dark figures nimbly jumped out of the window and disappeared. Then, the sound of children's laughter came from outside. Murong Cao leaped up, swinging his long legs, and helped the plump, sexy, nearly naked woman to her feet, saying, "So it was just some country bumpkin peeping." Wu Meilian, her breasts swaying, hurriedly pulled on thin brocade trousers, her bare bottom exposed. She said, "What am I to do? I risked my life to treat your illness, but that ignorant country bumpkin saw me! If word gets out and my reputation is ruined, I won't want to live anymore!" Murong Cao, pulling up his trousers, replied, "Don't worry, Mama Wu. If anyone dares to tarnish your reputation, I will turn this village to ashes, leaving no one alive." The old woman, struggling to wrap her still-restless breasts, said, "Young Master, you mustn't! Don't put others in such dire straits for my sake, don't treat human life so lightly. I will return to the Central Plains, hide my identity, and never see you again." Murong Cao panicked upon hearing this. He thought he had only tasted this beautiful woman once today and would never see her again. He refused to give up, rushing forward to tightly embrace Wu Meilian's waist, pressing his face against her fleshy belly, and sobbing, "No, no, how can Mother Wu be so heartless?" He knew that Mother Wu had sacrificed herself for the common people, and that a woman as beautiful and kind-hearted as Mother Wu was rare in this world. "I really don't want to be separated from Mother Wu, sob sob sob." Wu Meilian was secretly pleased. Even an old woman like herself appeared beautiful in the eyes of this young man. So, she shamelessly feigned sadness, saying, "I don't want to leave my sick young master alone, but I have no face to stay here. What should I do?" Murong Cao 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?" Murong Cao continued, pressing his lips against Granny Wu's fleshy belly, "Granny Wu, do you know that when I fall ill, the pain in my lower body is unbearable, worse than death? Only Granny Wu can save me from this suffering. Compared to this, what is the throne!" Hearing this, Wu Meilian looked at the young man clinging to her and said, "Young Master values me so much; I will certainly serve you well from now on, never leaving your side!" With that, 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!" Murong Cao and Wu Meilian listened several times, but it seemed to contain 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, Murong Cao 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, they were always seated in a sedan chair; if they were walking or riding, 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 Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao and his men finally arrived at the valley.Murong Cao, panting heavily, roared: "Mama Wu, this filthy sperm is truly despicable, causing you such hardship. I will definitely apologize to you after I recover!" After more than three hundred rapid thrusts, suddenly, the young man, with strength seemingly from nowhere, lifted Wu Meilian's wide, plump, snow-white buttocks from below, his head pressed against her enormous, snow-white breasts. His eyes were bloodshot, his face flushed. Even though his buttocks were pressed down by her large, white legs, he continued thrusting and pounding with a speed faster than a hummingbird's wings, roaring: "Mama Wu, you've forced this wicked sperm out!" "Ah! Ah!" Old Woman Wu, swaying and slapping the young man's large breasts, cried out: "Young Master, hurry! Hurry! I will risk my life to devour all of your sperm! As much as you want, I'll eat it all!" In the next ten seconds or so, Murong Cao completed over five hundred thrusts, finally ejaculating his hot, thick semen powerfully deep into Granny Wu's womb in a daze. These unfortunate offspring could only rush into the body of this woman who was old enough to be their grandmother, never to return. Exhausted, Murong Cao lay on Granny Wu's snow-white, fleshy belly, panting heavily, "It's done. These sperm have finally been expelled." Wu Meilian's delicate brows relaxed, and she gently stroked the young man's head with her alluring eyes closed, saying, "Young master, rest assured, 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!" Murong Cao also looked up, and the dark figures nimbly jumped out of the window and disappeared. Then, the sound of children's laughter came from outside. Murong Cao leaped up, swinging his long legs, and helped the plump, sexy, nearly naked woman to her feet, saying, "So it was just some country bumpkin peeping." Wu Meilian, her breasts swaying, hurriedly pulled on thin brocade trousers, her bare bottom exposed. She said, "What am I to do? I risked my life to treat your illness, but that ignorant country bumpkin saw me! If word gets out and my reputation is ruined, I won't want to live anymore!" Murong Cao, pulling up his trousers, replied, "Don't worry, Mama Wu. If anyone dares to tarnish your reputation, I will turn this village to ashes, leaving no one alive." The old woman, struggling to wrap her still-restless breasts, said, "Young Master, you mustn't! Don't put others in such dire straits for my sake, don't treat human life so lightly. I will return to the Central Plains, hide my identity, and never see you again." Murong Cao panicked upon hearing this. He thought he had only tasted this beautiful woman once today and would never see her again. He refused to give up, rushing forward to tightly embrace Wu Meilian's waist, pressing his face against her fleshy belly, and sobbing, "No, no, how can Mother Wu be so heartless?" He knew that Mother Wu had sacrificed herself for the common people, and that a woman as beautiful and kind-hearted as Mother Wu was rare in this world. "I really don't want to be separated from Mother Wu, sob sob sob." Wu Meilian was secretly pleased. Even an old woman like herself appeared beautiful in the eyes of this young man. So, she shamelessly feigned sadness, saying, "I don't want to leave my sick young master alone, but I have no face to stay here. What should I do?" Murong Cao 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?" Murong Cao continued, pressing his lips against Granny Wu's fleshy belly, "Granny Wu, do you know that when I fall ill, the pain in my lower body is unbearable, worse than death? Only Granny Wu can save me from this suffering. Compared to this, what is the throne!" Hearing this, Wu Meilian looked at the young man clinging to her and said, "Young Master values me so much; I will certainly serve you well from now on, never leaving your side!" With that, 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!" Murong Cao and Wu Meilian listened several times, but it seemed to contain 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, Murong Cao 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, they were always seated in a sedan chair; if they were walking or riding, 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 Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao and his men finally arrived at the valley.So the group continued their journey towards the valley. Whenever they stopped to rest, Murong Cao would use the excuse of needing medical treatment to demand to mate with Wu Meilian. This mature woman, to facilitate their encounters, had 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 Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao and his men finally arrived at the valley.So the group continued their journey towards the valley. Whenever they stopped to rest, Murong Cao would use the excuse of needing medical treatment to demand to mate with Wu Meilian. This mature woman, to facilitate their encounters, had 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 Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao 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, Murong Cao and his men finally arrived at the valley.

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