The Little Princess's Pursuit of Her Husband - Extra Chapter: He Xubei's "Happy" Life☆, Role-Playing as a Dancer 5

"Ahhhhh... Waaaaah..." Her small mouth opened wide without any restraint, letting out a long string of moans.
The fingers thrusting in and out of the hole teased the walls of the hole, feeling the tightness of the small body. The fingertips bent and pressed against the flesh of the wall, while the finger that was rubbing outside the hole pressed against the swollen little bead. The fingertips of the two fingers inside and outside the hole seemed to be aligned and wanted to come together, squeezing towards the center.
"Ahhhhh..." How could she bear such defilement? A surge of pleasure, breaking through her reason, rushed through her body. A warm liquid gushed out from her core as her fingertips poked and teased each other. Her small body convulsed and trembled like a flower ravaged by a storm, yet he showed her tenderness.
"Fan'er, Fan'er..." the man called out affectionately, his tongue licking her open, moaning mouth. But the tongue that had been responding to him was now trembling uncontrollably inside her mouth. A sliver of consciousness made her stick out her tongue, but she was too weak to entwine with him. His large tongue curled around her small tongue, slipping out of her mouth, gently kissing, softly licking, carefully curling, and gracefully entwining. The movements were very gentle, like a spring breeze, yet very erotic. He curled her small tongue into various shapes, and countless silver threads of saliva flew down amidst the squeaking sounds. The woman's head was against the mirror, her face tilted back, her mouth open, letting her small tongue be kissed.
The finger was finally pulled out of her hole. If it weren't for the man's body pressing down on her, the woman with weak legs would have collapsed long ago. The man held her waist with one hand, while the other hand moved around his own waist. Amidst the rustling sounds, the woman opened her eyes, which had been closed by the man's kisses. She felt something hot and scalding, many times thicker than a finger, pressing tightly against her trembling legs. As if afraid that she would refuse, the man twisted his body and pushed the huge thing into her spasming, wet hole.
The woman's hands clung tightly to the man's neck, her hips tucked in as if trying to escape, but the way she spread her legs and pulled upwards only widened her vulva further. Her already incredibly sensitive slit, already teased, split open even wider, and with the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, the hot iron moved even more freely. With a thrust of his hips, he broke through the resistance, penetrating straight into her womb.
"Ah..." Tears welled up in the woman's eyes from the impact. Her helpless eyes could only look at the man. Her pitiful appearance made the man feel sorry for her, but it also made his legs engorged with blood and his lustful desire even more excited.
He kissed her trembling little mouth a few times, lifting her neck with one hand and supporting her waist with the other: "Fan'er, you are mine, you are mine. Come, tell your master that Fan'er belongs to your master, to your master alone!"
The honeyed cave gripped his penis, so tight it hurt and tingled, but more than anything, it brought him pleasure. The pain and tingling amplified his pleasure infinitely. With this kind of enjoyment, what else in the world could compare?
"Mmm... Master... It hurts..." That thick thing felt like a sharp knife, splitting open her up and then shoving that thick, long, hard thing inside. Her body was now filled with that penis! She was so scared, but she didn't want to run away. Only her master in front of her could comfort her at this moment.
"Fan'er, be good, it'll be over soon...it'll feel good soon..." The man's lips pressed against the woman's again. As if to relieve the discomfort between her legs, her small mouth opened to welcome the large tongue. The large tongue did not entangle her roughly; it gently licked and sucked. The hand that was holding her neck also squeezed to her chest and touched one of her tender breasts. It pressed down gently, grabbed and pinched it lightly, and let the palm circle around the slightly swollen nipple.
The tense opening relaxed somewhat under the man's caresses. The man's tongue licked around the woman's mouth, which was overflowing with moans, twice more. He looked at her face and saw that her allure was even stronger, and her eyes were even more helpless.
"Fan'er, tell your master that Fan'er belongs to your master alone!" This beautiful little person is his, and only he can hold onto this charming little body.
"Mmm...oh...Fan'er belongs to Master...to Master..." The woman's eyes shone with desire, already captivated by the man: "And Master...mmm...where is Master..."
"Master also belongs to Fan'er, he belongs to Fan'er alone!" Of course he belongs to her. He was born for her and to wait for her. They are destined to belong to each other.
Although the mirror was cold, it was warmed by the two bodies stacked together.
The man's penis ground inside her vagina, the vaginal fluids moistening it, causing him to sway his hips. His penis moved slowly inside her, waiting for her to go crazy for him.
"Mmm... Master... Master..." The woman's lips no longer suppressed her joy, and her face showed the overwhelming desire that had overwhelmed her.
Sensing her adaptation, the man's hips swayed more and more, faster and faster. Beads of sweat appeared, gathered, and dripped on their faces, the slapping sounds mingling with the squelching sounds of thrusting inside her. The man's gentleness was replaced by brutality; his directional penis became a headless tongue of fire, rampaging wildly inside her body, trying to evaporate the lustful fluids wherever it went. Yet, with each deep, hard thrust of his massive head, a large amount of nectar gushed from her flower palace, continuing to nourish the bruised and battered flower walls.
"Master...Master...No...Oh...Ah...No..." His ruthlessness terrified her, a ruthlessness that seemed to want to melt himself into her body.
"Fan'er, don't you want it? Don't you like it this way?"
"Ah... Master..."
Although she was saying no, she was enjoying his possession and was actually indulging in the violence that could melt her. Her hands gripped him tightly, and her little mouth uttered even more seductive moans in response to his question.
His penis continued its frenzied assault. She was his, everything about her was his. He was tireless, slamming her small body against him like a leaf in the wind. He was the wind that controlled her destiny, making her dance for him, making her radiate vitality for him.
The woman's nose was covered with glistening beads of sweat, shining like pearls. Her hair was damp with sweat, and the thin gauze dress, which was practically useless, clung to her upper body, already soaked and even exuding a sensual fragrance.
The woman felt the pleasure that could be dispersed accumulate in her vagina. Each deep thrust from the man would cause the vaginal walls to twitch. Sensing this rhythm, the man thrust even more unrestrainedly, ramming and pounding inside her, thrusting and stabbing wildly.
"Ahhh..." A flood-like sensation made the woman cling to him, trembling uncontrollably. The gushing lustful fluids scalded his penis, causing it to spurt out violently with each deep thrust. Large gushes of hot fluid scalded the woman's body as she struggled against him, trying to twist into a pretzel to escape the overwhelming pleasure.
The man held the woman, whose limbs were wrapped around him, tighter, together calming the afterglow of their passion, but the bronze mirror in the room had not yet served its purpose.
Time passed, the woman's strength recovered, but the penis swelled inside her.
"Master..." Feeling the throbbing and swelling inside her body, with so much hot fluid still inside her, the temperature of which had not yet subsided, the beast of desire was awakened again.
"Fan'er, did you like what your master did to you just now? Did you like it?" He needed her approval, he needed her recognition, even though her reaction just now was the best answer.
"I like it... um... I like it..." Although she felt embarrassed to say it, she didn't want to lie.
"Fan'er, don't call me Master, call me Husband, call me Husband... Tomorrow we will get married, and from then on Fan'er will belong to Master alone, and Master will belong to Fan'er alone!" He held her buttocks with both hands. His penis was inserted into her body, and he made his promise in this position.
"Husband..." Her voice was sweet, her tenderness deep. He lifted her hips with both hands, pulling his engorged member from her vagina. He placed her on the ground, swaying her body so she could lean against the mirror, her legs spread apart. His hands reached around to her vulva from the front, parting the tightly packed fleshy opening. The lustful fluids trapped inside gushed down with his movements, some hanging directly, some flowing down her thighs. The white, sticky liquid made the woman incredibly ashamed; she wanted to look away, but couldn't tear her eyes away. The fluids continued to drip, but then his enormous member pressed against her inner thighs, and with a gasp, it slid along the lubricated inner walls, thrusting straight into her flower palace.
This time, he wasn't seeking the thrill of speed; he wanted the woman to see his every move clearly, to witness how he would possess her. His hand pulled aside the white gauze around her waist, revealing the grim reality of a large rod inserted into her soft, white belly. The enormous mushroom head was even rotating inside, and a bulge of tender flesh protruded from her belly as he tried to push it in deeper.
The inserted penis was pulled out, but it pulled out tender vaginal flesh, stimulating the woman so much that she felt the flesh would be dragged out; but in an instant, the pulled-out vaginal flesh was filled back in with a hard thrust, and after being inserted, the penis always rubbed against the clitoris, making a squelching sound, as if to tell the two of them again through the sound what kind of pleasure they were doing at this moment.
"Oh... um... Beibei, you... you can't do this..." She braced herself against the mirror, her legs spread wide, letting him fuck her from behind in front of the mirror. That bad Beibei, he deliberately used his purplish-red penis to pull out the tender flesh inside her until it became translucent and white, as if she could hear the sound of a wine bottle being opened. The moment his penis was pulled out, drops of her precum dripped down, and then he thrust his weapon back in, pushing the pulled-out flesh back in. He was so bad, making her stand in front of the mirror, watching how he fucked her! Waaah, how could he do this!
If she hadn't been moved by his resolute attitude in the face of Li Tiantian's antics, she wouldn't have let him do as he pleased. She had only said, touched, "Beibei, how can Nuannuan repay you?" Unexpectedly, the thick-skinned man said, "Sure! Beibei has bought several sets of ancient costumes! This time, we'll play a 'dominance' themed ancient costume game!" Of course, she would have to follow his script completely. She agreed without thinking, never imagining that Beibei was now a completely lust-driven villain.
"Nuan Nuan, call me husband! Stick your butt out properly! Otherwise, I'll fuck you until you're face down against the mirror! Be good, call me husband..." He Xubei pinched her bouncy buttocks with both hands, the feeling was so wonderful it was like heaven!
Hmph... I'll let it slide this time, but if you do it again, Nuannuan will bite you, you mean brat, and crush you...
"Mmm...husband...nuannuan loves husband the most...loves...loves husband to fuck nuannuan...loves...my little cunt also likes to be fucked by husband...ah...husband..." One small hand, supporting herself on the mirror, hooked behind the man's neck, pouting her pink and tender lips for him to kiss, the little beast roared and pressed against him, the figure in front of the mirror kept swaying, the woman's moans in the room rang for a long time, and in this world there were only the two of them, and only the two of them could be contained.

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