"Dominating Love and Seizing Passion" - Chapter Sixty-Seven: Turning Clouds and Rain

Hearing his persistent words, Ke'er turned her head in surprise and looked into his eyes filled with desire. "Why..." This man wanted to keep pestering her.
"Because you're the only plaything that dares to escape my grasp. There's nothing that doesn't want me, only things I don't want..." His voice was dark and seductive. "Like now, I like you presenting your most private parts completely before me, yet I can't allow you to have any secrets... That's my rule..." He wouldn't allow her to develop even the slightest infatuation or affection for him; he only wanted her body. As he spoke, the black dragon seemed to possess inexhaustible energy, relentlessly thrusting upwards. Each upward thrust caused Ke'er to groan in pain, her upper body lurching forward from the violent movements, nearly losing her balance.
Now, in the mirror and on the television screen, all he could see was her, so close. Her loose black hair exuded a delicate fragrance, and her soft body, teased by him, became even more alluring and captivating. Beneath her petals, his thick, hidden shaft was still pink and tender, just like her face, incredibly seductive. When he saw those slightly parted, almost bleeding red lips, he couldn't resist the urge to fill them with his own. He turned her around, embracing her face to face, his lustful dragon not withdrawing, still deeply buried within her.
"It hurts...no...no more..." She was in a little pain, and the straddling position made the huge penis that was constantly being inserted into her lower body go even deeper. She tried to lift her buttocks to create some distance from his dragon, but he pressed her down and he ruthlessly thrust upwards even deeper.
"I am the one who possesses you now, Black Dragon... You are mine, not your own..."
Hearing his devilish, oppressive words, Ke'er felt like a pitiful prey in the jaws of a ferocious beast, whimpering and begging for a chance to live. Perhaps not even whimpering was allowed, for his lips pressed against hers, like a storm of plunder, filled with endless desire and demands. His warm, bright red tongue probed into her lips, wildly stirring the tender, clam-like walls of her mouth.
Ke'er was almost breathless from his kiss. His kiss did not allow the recipient any other thoughts; it was passionate, allowing only you to think about him, domineeringly taking everything from you, making you dependent on him.
Their mouths entwined, and the black dragon's rough, warm hands enveloped her round little bottom. He carried her step by step to the bedside. With each step, a throbbing sensation would rise within their tightly connected lower bodies. Unable to resist, the black dragon thrust forcefully, hearing her soft gasp beside him. The passage enveloping the dragon contracted repeatedly as he carried her to the bed, where she lay on her back.
"Mmm...no..." Ke'er shook her head, her little hands unconsciously pushing against his chest.
Black Dragon released her thin lips, lifting her face to examine it closely. Her watery eyes were slightly narrowed, clearly tinged with desire. Her exquisite face was flushed, her soft, sweet lips slightly parted, her breath still carrying his scent. Her lips were slightly swollen, glistening with the sheen of a deep kiss. He could no longer control himself and mounted her, thrusting wildly within her. No matter how much she struggled or fought, it was no use.
"Little wildcat, your body recognizes me, look how tightly it's biting me..." With another force, he went deeper, thrusting continuously, penetrating to the root, and began to pound violently. When he withdrew, it was swift. Her pink inner walls, like a mouth, swallowed and exhaled this huge thing. When he withdrew, her lower lips were still pressed against his huge thing, turned inside out. After the huge thing was inserted, they slowly closed, more like the process of a flower blooming and withering.
She could no longer hear anything, only feeling surrounded by heat, the bloating sensation in her lower abdomen, the warm, throbbing pulse, still unaccustomed to his enormous member. As he thrust into her so violently, she felt she was about to be ruined. "Slower... ah... no..." her cries grew shorter and shorter. The man's iron rod was simply too large and thick, making it very difficult for her flower stem to swallow it.
Hearing the girl's frightened screams, Black Dragon's possessiveness intensified. He let out a comfortable growl, "Oh..." and continued to thrust powerfully. The girl's abdomen bulged slightly from the thrusts. He pulled her small hand to her bulge and gave her a deep, hard thrust.
"Ah...ah...no...go in again...ah..." Her lower abdomen twitched, and thick, hot fluid gushed out. The passage spasmed and convulsed, forcefully sucking at the thick, enormous object.
Hearing her screams, the fire in Black Dragon's lower abdomen burned even more fiercely. "Scream louder, you little wildcat... Remember how much you screamed under me..." He lifted one of her legs and placed it on his shoulder, while the other leg draped over his waist. He gripped her waist and pressed her heavily against his crotch, reveling in the ultimate embrace of her tender orifice during her orgasm. After several more intense thrusts, he squinted, tilted his head back, and remained motionless between her legs. Only his erect penis throbbed with the ejaculation of white semen, the murky white liquid flowing out from where they were joined.
After a brief pause, streams of hot liquid sprayed deep into her flower path, scalding Ke'er's body as she arched her back in response.
"Ah..." she gasped softly, her hazy eyes meeting the man's burning gaze. She quickly covered her mouth, her voice tinged with childishness, "You...get out..."
Black Dragon stopped, neither entering nor withdrawing. Did this little woman think she could get rid of him in one go? His male dignity had been thoroughly challenged by this woman, so he bent down, opened his mouth and took her small bud into his mouth, his tongue slowly circling and sucking heavily, as if he wanted to swallow it whole.
"No...it hurts..." She trembled with fear, pressing her hands against his firm, hard chest, only to find that his large penis, which had just ejaculated, was beginning to swell inside her again, and his wet shaft was stretched to its limit once more.
His tongue traced a path up her body, from between her breasts, finally slipping between her earlobes. His dark eyes were filled with madness, and a cold, chilling smile appeared on his extremely handsome face. "No one dares to order me around, little wildcat..." With that, he thrust his desire deep into her core again, pumping hard, making her waist tremble violently. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, her soft vagina no longer able to contract or contract, only able to tremble and endure his unrestrained, violent thrusts, accompanied by soft moans from her lips.
Black Dragon kneaded her delicate breasts, nibbled at her ear, and whispered seductively, "Little wildcat, there's a mirror on the ceiling too. I want you to never forget what I looked like inside you..."
Ke'er's bright, watery eyes widened in shock. Yesterday, she remembered the bed had a gorgeous lace canopy, but today, inexplicably, only four bare bedposts remained. The mirror on the ceiling clearly reflected the intertwined figures of the two on the bed and the uncontrollable eroticism that filled the room. This man was absolutely a pervert among perverts, stopping at nothing. Compared to him, Yan Gege's perverse tastes were only at a normal level.
Ke'er's mind was filled with shame and guilt. Knowing that he was deliberately using this method to humiliate her, Ke'er silently closed her eyes. But she could not escape the ravages of his body. She could only feel his huge, thick, and hot body constantly going in and out, bringing out slippery and ambiguous liquid, possessing her again and again. Her body was already sore, but she was forced to respond.
"Little wildcat, this is a room I prepared especially for you. If you disappoint me, I won't hesitate to vent my anger on your friends..." He thrust and churned fiercely into the softest, tightest part of her, which had been stretched to its limit.
She suddenly lost her strength, her long eyelashes half-open, and her starry eyes instantly lost their luster. Was this devilish man trying to make her remember exactly how she was violated?
"Look closely at me, how incredibly seductive and wanton you are beneath me..." Accompanied by sexy moans, it was like a large net interwoven with danger and passion. She could only be tightly bound, rising and falling with his fiery rhythm, accepting the fierce impact again and again.
Anyone who witnessed this scene would be moved. Under the soft, yellowish light, a muscular, dark-brown male body pressed down on a petite, fair female body. The woman was forced to move her body up and down. Her phoenix eyes were half-closed, her lips slightly parted, and her breath was sweet as orchids. Her beautiful face was flushed with intoxicating lust, exuding indescribable charm and allure. Soft, high-pitched moans escaped intermittently. Her long, slender legs hung limply over the man's lean waist. Her proud breasts, under his large hands, trembled wildly, sometimes like a free rabbit, sometimes like a domesticated rabbit, tempting one to take advantage. The tight passage was swollen and about to burst, and the swollen labia were constantly turned inside out with the thrusting of the huge root, revealing bright red tender flesh covered with dazzling honey water and white fluid. Some of it splashed onto the dark bed, shimmering with light, while some was quickly pounded into fine foam, wetting her entire crotch. As she watched, an uncontrollable thrill of excitement swept over her. She bit her lip in shame, her mind a complete mess.
He grinned maliciously as he dragged her into the abyss of sin, watching her succumb to desire. Pleasure engulfed her like a tsunami; her struggling hands, like beads of sweat clinging to the man's body, slowly slid down, powerless to resist any longer. Her mind gradually faded; the powerful thrusts made her moans even more fragmented and melodious. But this struggle was too exhausting; he was like an insatiable beast, relentlessly pounding against her.
Sweat soaked her clothes and dried her body repeatedly. She endured for a long time until her body was too weak to move. He wouldn't let her sleep. In her half-awake state, he made sure her eyes were filled with his, and he frantically demanded more from her...

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