[Urban] The Romantic Adventures of Tianlong (Complete) - Part 2

Chapter 448 Gradual Progress, Uncontrollable Passion

"No!" Her proud, firm breasts were her husband Liu Dong's favorite. Countless times, he had kissed and caressed these two round, jade-like peaks like an infant. Now, they were being gently caressed again by this Lin Tianlong. And… he wanted to caress her completely naked breasts entirely! Song Yalin's snow-white body trembled.

The young man's hands stirred a deep, bone-chilling tingling sensation, an intense, electric-like stimulation radiating from her delicate tips to every part of her body. Waves of desire assaulted her, her lower abdomen felt numb and tingling, and her crotch burned intensely. The young man's movements were slow yet resolute, his fingers powerful, digging deep into her naked, soft breasts, deforming her two round mounds. The fullness of her breasts from his palms made him erect!

At the base of her naked breasts, his hands slowly tightened, grasping her soft, trembling nipples. His gentle hands, fragrant and smooth with essential oils, sent shivers down Song Yalin's spine with every gentle encirclement and grip. It wasn't just pleasurable; it was undeniable stimulation—the kind of stimulation a young man feels when caressing breasts. He was practically holding Song Yalin's breasts!

Her breasts hardened and became engorged with blood. She knew he could feel it, because his movements were focused around her breasts, and Song Yalin gasped for breath. Waves of intense stimulation made her tremble uncontrollably. She bit her lip hard, afraid she would cry out. But in reality, she was already quite loud, her breathing so heavy—it was truly embarrassing.

The young man's hands burned against the soft, smooth skin at the base of her breasts. Full, rounded breasts swelled in his palms and on his hands. Their mature, alluring elasticity made them even firmer and taut under his tight grip.

"Stop...no..." The weak, nascent resistance in her heart couldn't stop the boy's hands from continuing their assault.

Lin Tianlong's hands continued to push towards the tips. Her full breasts swelled even more, becoming harder and firmer. Her nipples felt so swollen, so hot, so hard.

Song Yalin could clearly feel how much her aching breasts craved his possession. She longed for the boy's hands. She longed for him to forcefully grasp her bare breasts, her pert breasts, in his hands again.

Trembling, Song Yalin's slender arms instinctively struggled to support her upper body, her round breasts trembling heavily. She clearly felt the boy's soft hands almost completely encircling her bare breasts.

Instinctively, she lowered her head, and her full, snow-white breasts were now almost completely held in the boy's hands! Song Yalin trembled all over, as if she were about to collapse, completely abandoning any attempt to protect her breasts. Her pink nipples also quietly broke free from their owner's cover, excitedly peeking out.

However, at this moment, Song Yalin's mind was completely occupied by a burning sensation, leaving her no room for any resistance. For

a woman to have her bare breasts grasped by the hands of a strange young man would undoubtedly bring extreme humiliation and rejection, yet Song Yalin, the beautiful Song Yalin, was panting. She anticipated the young man's further advances.

His hands continued to move! Still encircling! Still gently squeezing! "Mmm..." Song Yalin trembled slightly, and then, instinctively, shifted her body, leaning even closer to him, her arms trying to support her bare upper body.

Whether it was to escape, to struggle, or... this slight change in posture was enough to free her full, rounded breasts from suppression and concealment. The two heavy, snow-white mounds, easily grasped, trembled and sprang forth in an instant, their extreme softness and elasticity welcoming the young man's burning palms, almost allowing him to hold her fullness completely in his hands.

My God! With rapid, panting breaths, the beauty's naked breasts swayed precariously, nipples erect and blooming, leaping frantically under the warm touch of the young man's palms.

Lin Tianlong groaned, his desire swelling rapidly between his legs. "Ah..." They both sighed almost simultaneously. She suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze hazy and unfocused, a murmur escaping her lips. She seemed to be anticipating, anticipating his hot, gentle hands gripping her, kneading her firm breasts.

Her naked breasts were completely exposed to his triumphant gaze. Even from the side, their irresistible fullness and roundness were enough to make countless men willing to die for their soft, fragrant embrace. His hands cupped those two breasts that drove him wild. These beautiful, naked breasts.

So round

, so

firm, so soft,

so warm.

He wanted her! He wanted her so badly!

His smoldering lust burned even brighter. The wildfire of desire was quietly and recklessly igniting. Song Yalin's bare breasts were practically in Lin Tianlong's hands!

"Mmm..." Song Yalin let out a soft moan, as if anticipating the boy's forceful and rough assault. However, this terrifying demon didn't hold her breasts tightly, but simply covered them with his hands, covering her full breasts that were too large to be grasped with one hand.

He gently cupped them. His fingers slid gently over her two swollen hemispheres with extreme tenderness. His fingertips intentionally or unintentionally brushed against the edges of her pink areolas. He didn't even touch the pink nipples.

Lin Tianlong breathed heavily, his ten fingers gently sliding over her incredibly smooth breast slopes, touching them lightly and then pulling away, feeling her fullness and roundness.

The boy's fingertips were coated with lubricating oil. Gently, he touched her pale areolas. He touched them gently, circling them softly, yet deliberately avoiding touching the two already erect and bright red nipples.

These were the alluring, rounded breasts of a married woman, captivating the young man's attention. He could clearly feel the desire eroding Song Yalin's fragile defenses. In his palms, Song Yalin's naked breasts were incredibly full, the firm, swollen shape only a woman experiencing the surge of passion possessed. His admiration almost burst forth—what full, exquisite, mature breasts! What a flawless feel!

Perhaps her nipples were still as delicate and tender as a virgin's? Or perhaps still an alluring pink?

The massage mask had been completely torn away, revealing a naked invitation of desire and a passionate drive to conquer. The reserved Song Yalin's instinctive desires had been completely aroused by this young man. She was willing to continue this ambiguous experience, even… Song Yalin's cheeks were burning.

"Sister Song…" his voice was low, magnetically seductive, whispering gently in her ear, "Your breasts are so firm…" A wave of desire washed over her.

Song Yalin's cheeks flushed, her shyness boundless. Her full, pink breasts stood erect, so full they seemed inviting him to gently bite them; trembling, one could almost see the crimson tip... Her half-naked body was like snow-white jade, exuding a faint fragrance. The delicate nipples on her fair breasts were teased and rubbed by gentle fingertips, becoming even more prominent and blooming.

Song Yalin felt dizzy, like a fledgling bird crying for its mother, hoping this young man would offer more care. Lin Tianlong's dark eyes, fixed on her trembling breasts, ignited an even hotter flame. The real touch of his fingertips on those delicate pink areolas sent a jolt through her body. Her mouth opened, unable to utter a word, only able to gasp heavily.

"Sister Song," the young man's alluring voice whispered in her ear, his deep voice slightly hoarse, indescribably seductive. His fingertips moved up her breasts. His fingertips pinched Song Yalin's smooth nipple!

"Mmm..." she cried out softly, surprised by his boldness! "Don't do this." She shook her head, trying to regain her composure, but the sound that escaped her lips wasn't resistance, but rather a coquettish tone.

"Sister Song, your nipples are so tender! So beautiful... Look, just a little touch and they're as hard as a fresh little cherry." The young man's fingertips gently teased her bud.

"Ah..." Song Yalin could feel a wet, hot sensation coming from her nipples, and her body swayed involuntarily. Even between her legs, an inexplicable stirring arose. To her surprise, a warm current seemed to slowly flow out from deep within, forcing her to clench her legs! So hot!

The natural aversion of her body spoke of the most primal and honest urge, and Song Yalin's nipples hardened. Passionate tingling appeared on her thin, pale pink areolas. Every cell in her body felt as if it were melting; this fresh and intense, wondrous feeling almost lifted her to the sky, a wonderful shock spreading through the blood vessels of her body. Her already full and mature breasts now shamelessly swelled high.

She was ashamed to find that her body was so thirsty, her breasts throbbing painfully, yearning for the hands of a young man. She dared not think about what would happen next. Just because he helped her husband Liu Dong get bail tomorrow, she'd let him have a discount again, as a small way of repaying him, Song Yalin reasoned with herself.

Lin Tianlong suppressed his burning desire, forcefully stopping himself from feasting on the two soft mounds in his palms, and removed his hands from her round, sensitive, and delicate breasts. He leisurely continued his gentle, penetrating massage. He wanted to fully enjoy this fiery, snow-white female body. He decided to make the teasing even longer.

Helplessly, he leaned down again, like a drunkard taking a sip and then stopping, or like a young lion craving blood, Song Yalin gradually felt as if she were being drawn into a bottomless vortex of gentleness. A fiery, intoxicating abyss.

The warm, soft sensation below her abdomen slowly spread, intoxicating her entire body. It made her seem to crave the young man's touch. Every pore of her snow-white, jade-like skin seemed to open its tiny mouth, sucking on the young man's palm.

"How...how could I let him touch my breasts?" She felt so ashamed. The young man's restraint seemed quite gentlemanly, but why was she so excited? Song Yalin sank deeper and deeper, unable to extricate herself.

Lin Tianlong's hands gently kneaded and caressed Song Yalin's smooth back. His hands pressed against Song Yalin's waist, moving downwards little by little. The young doctor's slender, rounded waist was smooth and supple, without an ounce of excess fat, rising and falling seductively to her extremely full buttocks.

The young man's gentle hands tightly gripped Song Yalin's naturally beautiful, slender waist—undoubtedly an alluring and enchanting scene. The young man's strong arms, the woman's half-naked, snow-white body, and the slender waist held in his hands. His massage was no longer just a massage; his hands conveyed a burning desire. The deep

warmth aroused by the mysterious medicinal water in the bathtub, mixed with the essential oils scented by the young man's palms, created an endless wave that surged over the banks, penetrating deep into the depths of her soul.

"Sister Song, are you comfortable?" The young man's deep voice whispered gently in her ear.

"Mmm," Song Yalin responded instinctively, her cheeks immediately flushing red. How could she have done this!

The young man's hands roamed over her back, downwards, downwards, until his palms touched her underwear.

Chapter 449 Once You've Tasted the Flavor, You

Can't Stop "Will he...?" A highly erotic thought involuntarily surfaced in Song Yalin's mind, but what made her feel even more shy was the sudden, increasingly intense anticipation that followed—the anticipation that Lin Tianlong's hands would be even more audacious, reaching under the towel.

Dazed, Song Yalin told herself, "No, really no, I can't let him do this again." But, caught in the throes of passion, she could no longer refuse him!

Lin Tianlong's legs were erect, and looking at Song Yalin's shy, half-naked, alluring figure, his masculine desire surged, hard as iron. Looking at the jade-like body lying on the massage bed, it was as if a wild beast was examining its weak prey, whom it had manipulated at will. It wanted to peel away her modesty piece by piece, fully enjoying the stimulation and sensuality of the process. A masculine desire for conquest surged forth.

The blushing cheeks of the married woman indicated that she had completely lost her resistance to its teasing, of course, aided by the wonderful potion.

Just as she was feeling somewhat lightheaded, Song Yalin suddenly felt a chill on her lower body—Lin Tianlong had finally lifted the towel covering her lower body.

The towel covering her lower body was suddenly pulled back. This action was extremely abrupt. Only then, her mind still somewhat dazed from the heat, did Song Yalin realize that she was only wearing a white lace panty, and that the panty was semi-transparent, tight, and thin. The little rascal had lifted her towel; wouldn't he be able to see the mystery and curves of her lower body again?

Her snow-white, round, full buttocks were presented before Lin Tianlong's eyes. Although she wore underwear, it was the kind that was so small and thin that it made her round, full, and breathtakingly alluring buttocks seem even more tempting than when she was completely naked!

Although this little rascal had already thoroughly played with her, this position of a married woman was undoubtedly the most seductive. The curves formed by her bare, smooth back, slender waist, and full, pillow-like buttocks were enough to make his blood boil and his erection surge!

Song Yalin's breathing suddenly became heavy, and her long, curled eyelashes trembled frantically above her tightly closed eyes. The panic in her heart made almost all the blood in her body rush to her head. At this moment, the married woman's snow-white, crystal-clear body lay in an incomparably beautiful posture. She was almost naked, with only a pair of hollowed-out silk thongs barely covering her round, full, snow-white buttocks.

The thin, pale blue silk blouse clung tightly to her rounded figure, yet it was utterly insufficient to conceal the fullness of her small, plump,

snow-white buttocks. The deep, alluring cleft of her buttocks was also faintly visible. Lin Tianlong's blood was also rushing through his veins, coursing rapidly towards his head and lower abdomen. The young married woman could barely contain her shyness; her alabaster-like body trembled slightly. She felt a burning sensation on her face, both from being almost naked before this mischievous young man and from the irrepressible anticipation surging within her.

He poured some more essential oil into his palm and gently massaged Song Yalin's slender, shapely, snow-white legs. Those round, long, slender, and straight legs were free of excess fat, their lines so beautiful they were almost breathtaking. His hands glided gently over her incredibly soft, milky-white, silky-smooth skin, brimming with youthful elasticity.

He continued to massage Song Yalin's beautiful legs quietly, slowly, and gently, kneading and moving them little by little. He slowly pushed upwards, rubbing the oil along Song Yalin's soft calves to her thighs. The movements were slow, indistinguishable from blatant caresses. The oil provided a tacit excuse for their mutual understanding, making the slippery sensation even more penetrating…

His hands moved back and forth across Song Yalin's shapely legs, the smooth sensation causing her already sensitive body to tremble slightly. His hand reached the base of her thighs, then moved downwards.

Song Yalin unconsciously let out a soft moan, lost in the tingling sensation. His palm had reached her wet, slippery thigh. He could feel the proud elasticity of her full, rounded buttocks. Song Yalin's nostrils flared, and her red lips unconsciously parted slightly. Still using his hands? How could that possibly be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, modeled to resemble Fan Bingbing's genitals, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large bumps closely mimic female anatomy for a more realistic experience... Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

The boy's fingertips playfully, gently, lightly touched the most delicate skin at the base of her thighs.

Song Yalin was immersed in a tingling sensation, letting him slowly apply his techniques, very lightly, very slowly, very gently.

He gently pulled apart Song Yalin's legs, which were tightly pressed together, as if afraid of disturbing her.

Song Yalin's legs, which had been tightly closed, now seemed so weak, easily parting to reveal the mysterious female area covered by her underwear.

"He's gone too far! This can't go on! No!" Song Yalin murmured to herself, her limp body only able to obediently allow Lin Tianlong to spread her legs.

Gentle breaths... So hot! The young man's warm hands gently stroked her delicate feet from bottom to top, the smooth touch of her taut skin irresistible to him.

Lin Tianlong's hands no longer roamed aimlessly, but remained on Song Yalin's snow-white, slender thighs, his fingers tracing the inner and outer sides of her thighs, kneading and pinching her rounded buttocks.

Time seemed to stretch on forever; Song Yalin was completely immersed in a feeling of being moved, not even noticing his hands had moved to her crotch. When he touched the most tender skin at the base of her thighs, Song Yalin realized how large his hands were, yet so delicate. He didn't directly violate that most intimate area, but simply stroked back and forth between her thighs, occasionally brushing against the cleft of her buttocks before immediately moving away, seemingly casually. Song Yalin felt her whole body relax, almost dissipate. The young married woman, having tasted the sweetness of love, knew she couldn't resist the renewed teasing and temptation from the little rascal Lin Tianlong.

It still didn't seem like pleasure, but she knew he was touching her, this gentle young man was touching her. His fingers gently rubbed the base of Song Yalin's thighs. At the juncture of her beautiful hip curves, in front of the semi-transparent lace crotch, the young man's fingers slowly caressed the young woman's fair, smooth thighs.

Lin Tianlong's lower body throbbed painfully; he was struggling to hold back. His fingertips slid along the narrow strip of fabric at the base of her thighs, over the soft bottom… his bent knuckles occasionally, intentionally or unintentionally, touched the tight, slightly raised area between Song Yalin's buttocks and pubic bone. It was as if he was exploring the most sensitive part of Song Yalin's triangle, her primal G-spot. A primal point that could arouse Song Yalin's desire.

"Mmm..." She enjoyed the caresses of his large hands, while the teasing between her thighs made her body move back and forth in rhythm with him. Song Yalin's shapely hips swayed gently. The boy's light, fleeting touches sent electric shocks through her. Even though a thin layer of silk separated their fingertips.

Song Yalin couldn't help but tremble. This was no massage! It was even more sensual and alluring than the caresses between husband and wife. Her husband, Liu Dong, had never given her such a wonderful experience. The tingling and numbness between her thighs was even more pronounced than before, as if sensitive nectar was flowing out. Her cheeks were burning! This boy's hands seemed to have magic power, and he was so bold, so blatantly teasing her again!

What made Song Yalin even more ashamed was that she found her body had become addicted, so eager for his comfort. She regretted her lack of restraint, but she couldn't resist the sensations in her body. Song Yalin knew that he was touching her on purpose, trying to seduce her again. But she didn't want to expose him, because Song Yalin loved that comfortable feeling so much. His hands, just minutes before

, had gently caressed her breasts. Panting, she even subconsciously parted her legs slightly to make it easier for him to do as he pleased. A hot, sticky desire began to overflow. The young man's massage—no, it should be called caressing, lovemaking, teasing!—was now completely focused between her thighs! Song Yalin's body had already experienced a sweet shiver because of him, and her private parts between her legs shamefully overflowed with fluid, wetting the narrow crotch of her panties and leaving a shameful line!

A confident smile appeared on Lin Tianlong's lips. Between the smooth, flawless thighs of the beautiful married woman, her swollen labia stretched the thin fabric tightly covering her, revealing a full shape. She had clearly lost her resistance, anticipating his caresses. He slowly moved his fingertips, gently rubbing along the edge of the crotch.

Song Yalin sighed. She even wished the boy could be more direct, wilder, and more explicit. This shameful thought rippled deep within her body, making her feel burning hot. She felt as if she were being boiled in hot oil, the damp heat radiating from her lower abdomen throughout her entire body.

"Sister Song, your panties are wet." He smiled, his fingertips gently tracing the long, wet stain at the center of the wet patch.

"Mmm...uh..." Song Yalin couldn't bear the sudden stimulation. Her hands gripped the bed tightly, her long hair slightly disheveled and clinging to her ears, adding to her alluring charm. "No...don't..." she couldn't help but plead softly, her face flushed.

He seemed not to hear her, his fingertips lightly lingering through the seam of her panties.

"Mmm..." Song Yalin bit her lip hard to prevent the sound from escaping. Lin Tianlong knew she wanted it, but his fingertips wandered, and he whispered, "Sister Song, take off your panties, okay? I've already seen your beauty, it'll be more comfortable to massage you if you take them off!" His words were like bullets fired from a gun, whistling sharply, cutting through the scorching air.

The young man's fingertips finally, ultimately hooked onto her panties. Her heart was in turmoil, her cheeks burning, and Song Yalin's hands clenched into cute little fists. The shy, married woman tried her best to hide her panic, but her tightly bitten red lips and her earlobes, so red they seemed to bleed, betrayed her secret.

She was flustered, dazed, and expectant of him. The young man's hot, large body leaned down, his lips almost touching her earlobe. Song Yalin's heart almost jumped out of her chest. His hot breath sprayed with the young man's desire.

His firm chest gently touched her bare shoulders and back. Through her t-shirt, Song Yalin could feel his strong, firm, and hot muscles. This was no longer a massage; the air was thick with the scent of desire, so hot it seemed ready to spark at any moment. It was a naked, undisguised invitation of lust. The young man's slightly deep voice seemed to possess a magical magnetism, almost impossible to refuse. His hands, hot and gentle hands, touched her delicate skin, every pore panting and eagerly sucking in his masculine passion.

"No..." Her long hair was disheveled, strands clinging to her sweat-drenched cheeks, Song Yalin pleaded almost with a moan. So weak and fragile. Her body trembled, unable to resist his invitation. A line of dampness seeped from the bottom of her panties. The pink pubic area was almost faintly visible. Again and again, he set boundaries, only to break them again and again. Another heart-pounding tremor. He didn't even wait for her reply. At this moment, Song Yalin was utterly unable to refuse his boundless, naked invitation.

The young man's fingers slid across her waist. She could feel the young man's fingers slipping into her underwear. This young man, this young man who wasn't her husband, was about to take off her underwear. It was an invitation that couldn't be clearer. And she couldn't even muster a sound of resistance.

The fear of her most private parts being exposed to this little rascal again, and the stirrings of her lustful heart, were a complex mix of emotions. This position was too shameful. Song Yalin's mind went blank. Apart from struggling to clench her legs, she could only helplessly bury her body deep in the soft mattress. But the heavy friction of her sensitive nipples against her bare breasts sent waves of tingling and trembling through her.

Lin Tianlong's hand reached inside her underwear, and then, with the swaying of her waist, he pulled off the last piece of clothing covering her body, slowly revealing her snow-white, round, flawless buttocks. This little rascal gently pulled down her underwear. And she even obediently twisted her waist and slightly raised her buttocks, cooperating with his advances.

"No... Ugh..." A soft moan escaped her throat, and Song Yalin, consumed by heat, went limp. Shyly, she buried her face in the soft pillow, letting him slowly pull down her panties, letting him gradually take her to the peak of pleasure.

Lin Tianlong's hands seemed to tremble slightly, his throat dry. He slowly pulled down Song Yalin's small panties. Song Yalin's round, pert buttocks were immediately revealed before Lin Tianlong's eyes, making him unable to help but marvel at the incredibly sensual scene before him.

Song Yalin was completely naked, her bare back view incredibly alluring. Her legs were straight and rounded, her milky-white skin smooth and flawless, with not a single gap between them. Especially striking were her round, pert buttocks, possessing the firmness of a Caucasian woman, forming a dazzlingly beautiful line with her extremely slender waist. Her full, firm buttocks were plump and firm. The two snow-white buttocks were like peeled hard-boiled eggs, white and tender, without a single blemish. Deep, alluring creases concealed the most secret, delicate parts of a woman, with a faint, dark glint visible in their depths.

"I've been...undressed again..." Song Yalin groaned softly, her face flushed. Her underwear had been pulled down to her knees, her buttocks completely exposed to this little rascal.

Song Yalin's full, pert buttocks, those voluptuous, white buttocks that were dazzling to behold. He admired them, his large hands relentlessly tracing down Song Yalin's smooth, supple back. The smooth, graceful lines from her back to her hips were enough to drive any normal man mad. Full and rounded, like a blooming flower…

At this moment, Song Yalin was completely naked before him. She moaned and closed her eyes, afraid to see his face.

He took a deep breath and began to focus on his movements.

Song Yalin lay on the bed, her full, rounded buttocks high in the air. Lin Tianlong's hands gripped her slender waist. He took a half-step back, admiring Song Yalin's long, jade-like legs and alluring, full buttocks.

When a woman doesn't refuse a young man taking off her underwear, it means she can no longer resist his demands. Or, it means she's willing to cater to his desires again. Because her last vestige of modesty, along with her last line of defense, has collapsed! Family, loyalty, husband, and even a woman's modesty vanished instantly. But in her heart, she could only comfort herself and numb herself by saying it was for her husband.

What she found even more irresistible was the frenzied spread of a woman's primal desire for passion. The intense sensations brought on by the young man spurred her into a most primal reaction. Deep within Song Yalin, memories of Lin Tianlong taking her virginity as a married woman surged forth—the extreme humiliation and intense pleasure fueling her yearning for indulgence. She truly understood what it meant to be addicted to pleasure, to be unable to resist.

Lin Tianlong's hands gently slid along the outer edges of Song Yalin's shapely hips. Carefully, as if afraid of shattering that warm, smooth, and plump flesh, Lin Tianlong's hands slowly crept up Song Yalin's rounded buttocks. Her waist was slender yet strong, her skin fair and translucent like jade, her buttocks full and firm, round and plump, with exceptionally elastic skin. Pressing his hands against her two plump, smooth buttocks, the young man exhaled. His hands were touching Song Yalin's plump buttocks, so smooth they seemed almost too tempting to swallow whole. Lin Tianlong felt Song Yalin's soft moans fill the entire room.

Before him lay a vibrant, naked woman, a beautiful, petite, and well-proportioned married woman. Feeling the delicate smoothness of her skin, inhaling the warm, rich fragrance of her body, Lin Tianlong, this lecherous man who had tasted and played with her, could no longer control the throbbing, almost excruciating pain in his lower body!

The intoxicating scene, her jade-like legs, so beautiful, coupled with her slender waist and full buttocks, and everything she presented before Lin Tianlong without reservation! Lin Tianlong placed his hands on Song Yalin's smooth buttocks, feeling the muscles beneath her delicate, silky skin immediately tense, her toes curling. Lin Tianlong thought of nothing else at this moment!

The sensory stimulation from Song Yalin's round, pert buttocks even exceeded his expectations. Her plump, rounded buttocks were glistening with sweat, full and swollen, round and plump like fine jade. Lubricated by the essential oil, they were so slippery and smooth that they were impossible to grasp, and the elasticity beneath the hot, slippery skin almost made him burst with passion. Such full buttocks, so pert, so sticking out, and then he could penetrate her from behind.

Hot!

Tense!

"Mmm..." the married woman groaned softly. Her round, exquisite buttocks tightened in his palms. The young man's hands gently grasped and kneaded them. His gentle, slender fingers fully enjoyed her tender, smooth thighs.

Song Yalin's slender, rounded waist swayed gently. A surge of heat spread through her. Her back was slender and smooth, its beautiful curves tracing circles, rising and falling gracefully to her sexy, rounded buttocks.

The beauty's snow-white buttocks were incredibly elastic, smooth to the touch. Gradually, the range of his hand's caresses increased, the pressure growing stronger, until finally his palms gripped her full, round buttocks tightly, his fingers spread wide, grasping and squeezing heavily.

After kneading for a while, Lin Tianlong released her plump, jade-like buttocks, lifting Song Yalin's legs one by one, and peeling off the panties hanging behind her knees. Looking down, Song Yalin's sexy lace panties nestled shyly in his palm, still warm from her body! What pleased him most was the line of moisture that had just been pressed against the most delicate part of the married woman. Lin Tianlong squinted, inhaling the intoxicating scent of the woman's panties in his hand.

Song Yalin's heart pounded wildly as her face was buried deep in her chest. The immense humiliation of having her buttocks so freely played with over surged through her mind. The extreme humiliation and the intense, stimulating temptation were like a chaotic undercurrent deep in quicksand, carrying her step by step into its depths.

Tears welled in her eyes; she was suddenly terrified from the moment the boy's hands covered her naked buttocks. She knew she could no longer refuse him. Even more terrifying, she discovered that her body was so sensitive, seemingly unwilling to refuse him at all…

She had been stripped naked before this little devil, completely defenseless. Song Yalin couldn't even bear to imagine this incredibly erotic scene. “What will Liu Dong do if he finds out? I’m his wife, yet I’ve stood naked in front of this little rascal, enduring his lewd advances time and time again. Is it really just to save my husband?”

“Sister Song, don’t be nervous.” Seeing Song Yalin’s intense fear, Lin Tianlong said softly, leaning closer. “Let me massage your buttocks.” He paused, then pressed his body against hers, his already erect and thick penis seemingly unintentionally brushing against Song Yalin’s smooth thigh.

A familiar, throbbing sensation surged through the young woman’s soft skin. The young man’s hands covered her buttocks, gently kneading her smooth, plump buttocks, grasping and squeezing the tender, full flesh. If the previous actions resembled a massage, then the young man’s actions now felt more like caresses. Because there are no acupoints on the buttocks, and the young man’s rubbing of Song Yalin’s buttocks seemed to have little to do with massage!

Song Yalin gasped for breath, her soul sinking inch by inch into the thick, fiery swamp. Fine beads of sweat seeped from her smooth, white back. The young man's hands were so gentle, yet filled with the heat of desire.

Lin Tianlong lay down, his upper body almost overlapping Song Yalin's on the bed, kissing her bare back. He kissed her back very carefully, from her neck to her waist, not missing a single corner.

This beautiful wife and son lay obediently on the bed, moaning softly, undoubtedly enjoying his delicate movements. Lin Tianlong slowly knelt on the floor, his face rubbing against her warm, soft buttocks. From behind, that mysterious area was sometimes visible, sometimes hidden, even more alluring. Unable to resist, amidst Song Yalin's soft moans, he buried his head deeply, inhaling the fragrant scent, the young man's heart completely intoxicated.

Chapter 450 The Dream World Boss secretly observed,

his ten fingers, like hooks, sinking deep into her soft, full breasts. Her snow-white buttocks changed alluring shapes in his hands. In the deep pool of desire, a flickering, will-o'-the-wisp-like lust secretly burned.

"Heh..." Lin Tianlong, having grown up surrounded by women and having studied the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic for many years, was well-versed in the art of seduction and naturally knew how to arouse the desires of this married woman. A soft moan escaped her throat. The hard object pressing against her thigh made Song Yalin blush with shyness. She seemed to be anticipating it. She knew what it was. Her cheeks burned as if on fire.

The young man's hands, as gentle as a lover's, caressed every inch of Song Yalin's naked body. A sweet and tender feeling grew wildly within her, accumulating more and more, and Song Yalin's heart was subtly changing. A series of tremors and tensions arose, and deep within her body, a long-lost, awkwardly hot sensation returned. These sensations traveled through her entire body to her brain, intermittent and fleeting, until the elusive yet pleasurable feeling overwhelmed her, and her initial worries and shame were

long forgotten. Time passed, she lost track of it.

His hands grew increasingly gentle, yet increasingly unrestrained. This young man gently caressed her naked body. From toes to fingertips, his hands glided over every inch of her bare skin.

Fine beads of sweat seeped out, moistening Song Yalin's dazzlingly white, smooth skin, moistening the young man's desire-filled hands, seemingly evaporating little by little under his caresses.

"Ah..." Song Yalin felt so ashamed; her lower abdomen and between her legs felt so hot and wet. A pervasive warmth slowly flowed. Her chest felt as if it were about to burst. The air seemed to grow increasingly stagnant and intense. A wave of desire was subtly surging.

It seemed as if a tacit understanding filled with desire was spreading. The young married woman moaned softly, letting the young man's hands caress her naked, glistening body. This was no longer a massage; it was a clash of passion! As Song Yalin's body grew increasingly hot, she felt a hot, hard rod pressing against her buttocks. Song Yalin knew it was the young man's penis, but this only made her more intoxicated. The young man's normal reaction proved that her body was beautiful and alluring.

"God... let it be... I can't..." But at this moment, Song Yalin wanted to turn over, to face this gentle devil. His hot hands seemed to possess magic; only his hands could soothe her restlessness.

She wanted to turn over without hesitation, to present her full, proud, erect breasts naked to his passionate hands. Would he hold her breasts tightly, her naked breasts? Would he knead her two little white rabbits forcefully? She dared not imagine what he would do to her afterward! Another sexual encounter?! Just this gentle caress was already making her unable to suppress the surge of passion. It was something she desperately wanted!

Song Yalin wasn't a particularly traditional woman. Before marriage, she had been with several different men, and because of the nourishment of love, making love with them felt so natural and pleasurable. After marrying Liu Dong, she would change completely; her world would shrink, becoming just the two of them. Naturally, she would no longer pay attention to other men. Her husband, Liu Dong, was everything to her, and her body belonged to him.

However, ever since she lost her virginity to Lin Tianlong while trying to save her husband, Liu Dong, Song Yalin felt like she had wasted thirty years of her life. She had originally planned to leave once she had concrete news that her husband, Liu Dong, could be released on bail, but inexplicably, she half-heartedly accepted the little rascal's massage as compensation. At this moment, the caresses of this little rascal terrified her, because of the unprecedented impulse! Song Yalin clearly felt one of his hands release her, cupping a handful of essential oil, and slowly pouring it over her bare buttocks, down to her thighs. The cool liquid slowly flowed into her cleft, sliding between her legs, soothing her burning heat.

Song Yalin could almost hear the sizzling sound of the cool essential oil flowing onto her burning body. Trembling, her soft body knew perfectly well that the moment she felt both anticipation and fear had arrived. Song Yalin's legs instinctively pressed tightly together.

Lin Tianlong carefully kneaded Song Yalin's bare, round, pert buttocks, fully enjoying the plump, smooth, and jade-like curves. He knew that a beautiful, seemingly otherworldly married woman like Song Yalin could not possibly resist his teasing.

Such a pure and refined woman, yet possessing such a fiery figure—how pleasurable it would be for a young man to penetrate her from behind! When a woman's buttocks are naked, being vigorously kneaded and played with by a young man, the burning desire is enough to destroy any rational resistance.

The married woman breathed softly and delicately. His limbs felt utterly powerless, yet the heat in his lower abdomen grew ever stronger, a tingling, numbing, and delicate current of desire surging through him.

Lin Tianlong's hands kneaded Song Yalin's soft, plump buttocks, but his mind raced. He knew that Song Yalin wouldn't refuse him now if he wanted her, but he wanted her to be even hotter, even more irresistibly drawn to him!

This little rascal's hands seemed to possess magic. How he longed to be held in those strong arms again! How he longed for his hands to go further. Deeper! To help him quench the burning thirst between his legs.

This thought, once it arose, spread irrevocably.

Lin Tianlong's hands circled her plump, firm buttocks, touching skin so smooth it seemed he wanted to devour it. Gently sliding down, his fingertips lightly caressed the inner thigh of Song Yalin. This was a woman's most sensitive area.

Song Yalin shyly buried her face in the soft pillow, letting him gradually take her feelings to the clouds. The young man seemed to know her torment, sliding down her round, plump buttocks, his hands slipping between her tightly closed legs, gently caressing the inside of her thighs. He slid upwards, gradually penetrating deeper.

Song Yalin subconsciously twisted her slender waist. The irresistible allure of the impending ultimate stimulation was like the primal call of blood to a kindergarten teacher.

She shyly relaxed her tightly closed legs slightly, welcoming the young man's gentle caresses, allowing them to penetrate even deeper.

Her perfectly round, smooth buttocks swayed alluringly. Her slender waist arched slightly, making her bare buttocks even more pert, like a blooming flower, awaiting the young man's pluck.

Lin Tianlong was dazzled. Only now did he truly understand Song Yalin's passion. Lin Tianlong had enjoyed countless beauties, but he had to admit that this beauty was exceptionally outstanding. She was extremely sensitive. Especially when this smooth, lustrous body, like a piece of fine, white jade, lay naked before her, trembling and writhing.

Song Yalin didn't know how this sweet massage would end, and she didn't want it to end like this, even fearing it would end. She wanted this young man to continue, to go deeper.

Her flat stomach heaved violently, and she instinctively thrust her snowy buttocks back. Her smooth, delicate legs parted slightly, welcoming the young man's increasingly penetrating hands.

Her smooth, rounded, alluring lines. Her panting, her arched slender waist, every part of her beautiful body seemed to be inviting her! Her legs were already slightly parted.

Lin Tianlong was already swollen to the point of almost bursting.

Between Song Yalin's round, snow-white, full buttocks, the base of her long, slender legs, which had involuntarily parted slightly, was almost completely exposed.

He gently teased this incredibly sensitive and beautiful married woman! She was undoubtedly the kind of woman countless men could only dream of; every inch of her skin, every line, every curve exuded extreme allure, enough to make a man willing to die for her.

More importantly: he wanted her.

She was so beautiful—firm breasts, rosy cheeks, smooth skin, virginity, and a delicate fragrance. He was determined to have her.

And so, Lin Tianlong began to act, to once again seduce and defile a pure married woman, a chaste body.

Song Yalin kept her eyes tightly closed, biting her lip. His hand slowly moved upwards along the inside of her thighs. These two intense sensations caused Song Yalin to suddenly cry out. She no longer had time to hide her composure and began to moan.

The young man's hands gently slid between her legs, his fingertips caressing her hot, delicate skin like feathers. The current he brought surged through her bones, finally converging at a fiery center. Under the young man's gentle caresses, Song Yalin's naked body went limp. Her petite body trembled, and the sweat that beaded on her skin made her appear even more fair and radiant.

Song Yalin had experienced such an intense desire for a male body before. Not long ago, she thought she could escape the temptation of this little rascal, but now she knew she was wrong. She simply couldn't resist Lin Tianlong's teasing and seduction. Extreme shame and extreme desire mixed into a complex feeling that made her unable to resist. Song Yalin's naked body trembled as she responded to the young man's caresses, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Her fidelity as a married woman clashed with the surging desires deep within her.

Finally, her slender legs parted for him. In this shameless posture, she half-heartedly yielded to the young man's passion. A strange feeling welled up within Song Yalin, even a surge of impulse from the depths of her being. "I'm actually actively showing this little rascal my most private parts again!"

At this moment, Song Yalin lay face down, completely naked, her panties pulled down to her feet, her buttocks raised high, her legs spread wide. From behind, her labia and anus were completely exposed! Her private parts, reserved only for her husband, were now laid bare before him, their perfect vulva brazenly exposed. The two swollen, engorged petals, constantly secreting moist nectar, were stained a delicate pink like cherry blossoms. Her pink labia were hairless, appearing full, smooth, and slightly brownish under the light.

"Ugh..." her voice was almost pleading.

Lin Tianlong leaned down slightly, allowing his hand to slip between Song Yalin's thighs and rub her, causing her body to writhe.

Song Yalin restrained herself, yet intensely enjoyed the burgeoning sensation. The young man stroked, massaged, and rubbed, approaching Song Yalin's sensitive areas. His hand stopped abruptly at the base of her thighs, then slipped inside, tracing a line along the edge of her almost completely exposed, swollen labia with his finger. This action eased Song Yalin's tension. Yet, she couldn't help feeling a slight disappointment at the young man's restraint.

So hot! So wet! Just moments before, this was her bottom line. Song Yalin could almost resist his temptation. Naked, she enjoyed the caresses beneath the guise of a "massage." The young man's fingers had already explored almost every part of her body, every inch of her skin, even lightly kneading her bare breasts. But after all, she hadn't crossed the "bottom line"!

She had never imagined that she could willingly, even hoping, for a man who wasn't her husband to touch her most sensitive areas. That was almost a symbol of fidelity. But having already lost her virginity and accepted the massage, now this little rascal seemed to possess unparalleled magic. His fingertips seemed to flicker with will-o'-the-wisps, carrying an electric current.

He gently slid his fingertips along, like plucking the strings of a musical instrument, stirring up the murmuring spring water. Song Yalin's heart pounded wildly, she could almost feel the tender mess between her legs, how much she wished his fingers would continue.

The young man's fingers lingered at the base of Song Yalin's thigh, massaging along the edge of her lips. This action, so close to her sensitive area, created a sense of constant potential invasion, which only heightened Song Yalin's arousal. Despite this, she risked letting him continue. This unfamiliar stimulation fueled her rising desire.

"Mmm..."

As if sensing her longing, the young man's fingertips finally and unceremoniously, slowly, bit by bit, touched her two wet, glistening, budding lips. They slid across Song Yalin's jade-like, wet lips. Repeatedly, Song Yalin began to moan like a sleepwalker.

The heat, wetness, mud, and tenderness from his fingertips made his desire erupt like a volcano. If his fingers moved even a fraction closer, they would cross her line.

"I can't..." A small voice seemed to struggle within Song Yalin, but it was instantly overwhelmed and shattered by the overwhelming waves of desire, making her increasingly anticipate him.

"Mmm..."

The young man's fingers were millimeters away from her most intimate part. His fingertips were even stained with her slippery fluids. He could slip in at any moment, penetrating deep into the fiery crevice between Song Yalin's legs. Song Yalin gasped, her hands gripping the snow-white sheets tightly.

It was so painful, an extreme emptiness, an urgent feeling, a desperate need for something substantial to fill her, even just a finger. Her body trembled, Song Yalin almost willingly waiting, waiting for the stranger's fingers to continue their advance, but he hesitated.

Song Yalin moaned softly, hating this little devil. She struggled to sit up, almost unable to bear the sweet torment. She twisted her slender waist with difficulty, her hazy gaze yearningly fixed on the young man. Her pitiful, almost pleading expression...

Her passionate movements completely freed her firm, round breasts, revealing them tremblingly before the young man. Even just from the side, it was enough to ignite a powder keg ready to explode…

Song Yalin's fair cheeks flushed crimson, like peach blossoms in March. A few strands of slightly disheveled hair clung to her lips, and her lowered eyelashes resembled shy lotus flowers. The woman's alluring charm was irresistible to any normal man.

Finally, Lin Tianlong's hands slid up to her rounded buttocks, kneading and gently parting them.

"Mmm…"

His movements were slow, but forceful.

The long-awaited moment had finally arrived. Weakly lowering herself, arching her slender waist, Song Yalin yielded to him, obediently parting her knees, finally opening her flawless, long legs wide, her round, white buttocks slightly raised. She opened her lower body wide to this mischievous young man, revealing her most intimate parts without reservation to the boy who had taken her virginity. This position revealed every exquisite detail of her round, full buttocks and the cleft between her thighs; her delicate slit was slightly parted, and her pink, moist lips seemed to be slightly parting.

"Husband..." Song Yalin groaned inwardly. "He saw everything..." She buried her head deeply, her face burning with heat; she knew her face must be incredibly red!

Song Yalin, known for her dignified and aloof image as a beautiful doctor, possessed an untouchable reserve and an irresistible beauty, undoubtedly the dream girl of countless men. Now, naked and exposed in this position, the scene was undeniably alluring and erotic.

To save her husband, Liu Dong, this beautiful young wife had helplessly offered her body, subjected to the wanton humiliation of her superior, the executive dean Lin Tianlong. If all of this could still be considered sympathetic, at this moment, tormented by desire, this beautiful young wife, having received confirmation that her husband Liu Dong could be released on bail, was actually preparing to accept this wicked young man again, to be molested and assaulted once more.

Liu Dong never dreamed that his beloved, cherished wife would now be naked, shamelessly displaying herself to this young man.

To this young man who had taken her virginity, she was naked, her buttocks raised, legs spread, actively exposing her most private parts without any concealment. The last veil of her self-respect and purity had been torn away by her own hands. Song Yalin's cheeks burned.

The thought of her soaked, exposed body now completely revealed to this young man sent a surge of intense, stimulating energy through her. Song Yalin could almost feel his burning gaze gently caressing her delicate skin. A powerful urge welled up within her. Her heavy, round breasts trembled with her rapid breathing.

The alluring pose of this beautiful woman before him made Lin Tianlong dizzy. Song Yalin's disheveled long hair clung to her snow-white back, her smooth, flawless back slender and delicate, tapering to a slender waist, its alluring lines rising and falling to her round, full buttocks. Those snow-white, plump, exquisite buttocks trembled slightly before him. Her arched back and forcefully spread legs exposed everything between her thighs, revealing her exquisite beauty.

This was a silent invitation! When a woman exposes herself to a young man in such a seductive pose, what does she want in return? No matter how rational, reserved, or innocent this woman was, at this moment, all she wanted was the boy's passion! The boy's possession once more!

The room was utterly quiet, save for the boy's increasingly rapid breathing and Song Yalin's soft, gentle moans.

Lin Tianlong couldn't resist reaching out and pressing his hand against Song Yalin's full, round buttocks, his large hand cupping her bare breasts. The plump, bouncy, snow-white flesh tempted him to grab it. His fingers sank deep into Song Yalin's soft, white flesh.

She swayed her hips and moaned, and he could feel the tingling sensation of passion spreading across her smooth, creamy skin. This slender, well-proportioned married woman, her figure even appearing somewhat thin, possessed such firm, full, and beautiful buttocks!

Under Lin Tianlong's greedy gaze, Song Yalin's delicate petals, under the light, appeared full and smooth, their pinkish-red reflecting a glistening sheen.

Song Yalin's inner thighs were as smooth as a teenage virgin's, without a single hair. Her delicate cleft was wet, and between the complex folds, the bright red labia, like tender pink buds, were slightly parted, seemingly anticipating something. Lin Tianlong knew that this continuous engorgement would bring this incomparably beautiful woman to extreme excitement.

He knew that this beautiful married woman was on the verge of collapse, and he could do whatever he wanted to her! He decided to stop tormenting this alluring little woman! He

would end the tormenting tenderness and the veiled teasing, and satisfy her desires more passionately and directly!

He stood close to the massage bed, his hands gently grasping the woman's delicate shoulders. The married woman's thin, rounded shoulders trembled, as if anticipating the deeper violation to come.

One hand held her trembling shoulder, while the other hand slid down her smooth, white, jade-like bare back without hesitation. The young man's intentions were so obvious.

Song Yalin's eyes were tightly closed in shyness, her long eyelashes trembling with nervousness. His large hand slid down, pausing briefly on her smooth, slender waist. His fingertips brushed across her firm, smooth buttocks, giving them a light squeeze before moving on. His fingertips slipped along the full, rounded peaks of her buttocks, penetrating deep into her cleft.

Ignoring her instinctive, shy clenching of her buttocks at his touch, he resolutely thrust in. In her delicate trembling, he finally touched her raised, wet, slippery crevice.

A powerful pleasure shot through the night like lightning. "Mmm..." Song Yalin groaned softly, overcome with shyness.

Her naked body trembled, her tender knees quivering. Song Yalin spread her legs, raising her bare buttocks, instinctively welcoming his hot hand.

"He...he's touching me again..." This was the long-awaited, explicit touch. She hadn't expected the impact to be so intense when the young man's fingers actually slipped between her legs again, truly crossing her boundaries, lightly touching her wet, throbbing core! It was as if countless dazzling fireworks had exploded before her eyes, waves of dizziness washing over her without warning. She lowered her face, concealing her panic. The young man's fingertips gently caressed her pink lips.

This was an obvious invitation; her cheeks felt so hot, so burning. His touch was so gentle, yet it stirred a surging tide within Song Yalin's heart. Her legs were already hot and wet. Song Yalin trembled, unable to refuse his invitation, even though she knew the desire he was expressing.

At this very moment, in the general manager's office on the top floor of Dream World, a 28-year-old man named Dong Ge was watching Lin Tianlong's performance via video. While smoking, he chuckled and muttered, "That brat Tianlong has always been popular with women since he was little. Now that he's grown up, he's even more charming. He's a little devil, getting better and better at playing with women!"

Chapter 451 Unable to Let Go of Song Yalin

"Lina, please ask Young Master Lin to come here. Tell him I have feelings for him!" the man instructed with a smile.

At this moment, the married woman couldn't help herself; she subconsciously forced her legs apart to their limit. Her snow-white legs were wide open, and Song Yalin's most private parts were completely exposed. This made it easier for the young man to touch her.

She felt a little worried, but it seemed she was afraid he would stop after a brief encounter.

The young man's hot fingers did not leave. Instead, he inserted his entire right hand into Song Yalin's most sensitive area below her abdomen, slowly covering her vulva, completely enveloping her tender, moist, dove-like breasts in his palm. He carefully and gently caressed her, his fingertips gliding over Song Yalin's wet petals, lightly rubbing and teasing. His palm was wet.

The sensation intensified! This was it! Song Yalin could no longer control herself, moans of "Mmm... Mmm..." escaping from her nostrils. The

tall, muscular body of the young man was now almost pressed against the naked body of the married woman. His shorts were already bulging, pressing against the married woman's buttocks. Lin Tianlong smugly admired the naked body of the married woman trembling and responding to his caresses, intentionally or unintentionally pressing his erection against her rounded buttocks.

Song Yalin's buttocks were astonishingly round and full. It was hard to imagine that such a slender, delicate young married woman possessed such a plump bottom, enough to bury any man's ambition! Her snow-white buttocks were full and round, the skin smooth and supple to the touch, pert and firm.

The young man's arm was hot and hard, forcefully thrusting between her thighs, his fiery, devilish hand recklessly kneading her legs. Song Yalin began to moan as if in a dream.

Lin Tianlong leisurely rubbed between her thighs. His hand moved slowly, gently saying, "Sister Song, you're so beautiful..." Song Yalin twisted her waist, cooperating with Lin Tianlong's caresses.

After a while, his fingers finally slid in, probing in and out of the crevice... Suddenly he found Song Yalin's most sensitive spot, lightly brushing it aside. In that instant, Song Yalin let out a soft "Mmm!" She knew she shouldn't have cried out, but she felt like a small boat adrift on a gentle ocean, suddenly struck by lightning.

Song Yalin knew she was already soaking wet; his touch made her feel that her private parts were already covered in love juice, his fingers easily sliding and teasing over them. Every muscle in her body was awakened, and uncontrollably, Song Yalin arched her hips, but he remained gentle, neither impatient nor worried. The first pleasure came slowly.

Lin Tianlong gently inserted his middle finger into her cleft, gently sliding it between her soft, warm, and wet petals. He wantonly caressed Song Yalin's wet, delicate petals, admiring the beauty's slightly twisting, snow-white body, and the incredibly beautiful part trembling between his fingers.

This beautiful, graceful, and jade-like woman was surely the dream of countless men; the delicate cleft between her legs was the paradise of every healthy man. Her sensitivity, like a delicious and succulent meal, easily aroused a man's desire for conquest. Song Yalin's snow-white body was already limp as mud.

For thirty years, among countless suitors, only a handful of men had been able to experience the extreme pleasure of this feast. Her sensitivity, unsurprisingly, drove every man who managed to kiss her ecstatic. And the body of a beauty like Song Yalin made everyone, including her current husband Liu Dong, unable to resist caressing her in the gentlest way. They preferred gentle touches, worshipping her beauty with their lips; there was no other way to so unrestrained, leisurely, and wanton teasing. That long-lost feeling returned, and Song Yalin's legs suddenly went weak; her breath almost stopped from excitement. It was a feeling she could never forget—that rough boy, like a robber, so brutally and forcefully taking away the virginity of the pure and beautiful princess.

In the dimly lit bathroom stall, the cool showerhead gently dripped down. From the bathroom next door came the laughter and chatter of her boyfriend and his classmates. His body was strong and dark, tall and imposing like a mountain. His face, backlit, was blurred, and his eyes held a gloomy, melancholic, even sinister look. The girl, Song Yalin, gasped in surprise as he covered her mouth.

Song Yalin even remembered in her dream that the boy's body was trembling with excitement. He twisted his arms around her, her body pressed tightly against the cold tile wall, her well-developed, delicate form trembling. She remembered his hands. His hands reaching between her legs.

That unprecedented thrill, that wildfire-like sensation she had never experienced before. At that time, she was still a tender, mature woman, carefully protected by her boyfriend, never having experienced such roughness and stimulation. Her legs went weak; she seemed stunned, frozen. He quickly stripped off her only swimsuit and trunks. She couldn't resist, didn't even dare to cry for help, even though her boyfriend was right next door, so close, his voice clearly audible. She seemed unwilling to cry for help, like a docile little girl suddenly discovering her wild side, even beginning to crave it.

Song Yalin would never forget it. The rough, cold bathroom floor. Her aching knees. The brutal impact from behind. The tearing pain. For the first time, Song Yalin experienced the wonderful, stimulating climax described in books.

And at this moment, Lin Tianlong's fingers slid happily, the first knuckle gently slipping into Song Yalin's fiery crevice, exploring her complex, wet folds.

Song Yalin could do nothing but grip the sheets tightly; the surging pleasure wouldn't subside, not like the waves people described, but more like a tsunami, you never knew where it would end… His hands were so light, penetrating her lower body so naturally, she could almost hear the water in her crevice, like ocean waves.

Two pink, wet petals trembled and spasmed between the boy's fingers. His fingertips skillfully teased her helpless entrance. The delicate buds bloomed. The boy gently kneaded them. His fingers squeezed into the narrow opening of her soft, boneless lips, suddenly attacking her erect nipples.

Married women are easily swayed by caresses, just as men are easily tempted. Song Yalin's swollen lips twitched, unceremoniously parted by the boy's wet fingers. His middle fingertip attacked her pearly stamen. That was her most sensitive spot, and moans flooded in like a tidal wave. His fingertips pinched and kneaded Song Yalin's delicate stamen, watching as this beautiful, pure young woman, another man's wife, was completely exposed before him. Her soft, boneless, snow-white body writhed under his blatant teasing. Her tender lips were swollen and swollen from his defilement.

His fingers pressed down on the swollen lips, pulling them apart, revealing her wet, rosy entrance and intricate folds, blooming like a wet flower, its exquisite beauty enough to make any man ejaculate. This little rascal, this big boy, was so brazenly playing with her most private and sensitive parts.

Song Yalin, her hair disheveled, gasped, "Ah...gentle...a little..."

He suddenly put his mouth to Song Yalin's ear and said, "Sister Song, your body is so beautiful, even your pussy is so perfect..." Song Yalin suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over her body from his words. She had been with her husband, Liu Dong, for over seven years, and had received much pleasure from him, but none of that pleasure seemed as intense as Lin Tianlong's soft breath.

At this crucial moment, the big boy, in such an intimate manner, uttered such obscene words, which directly aroused the strongest desire deep within her.

His fingertips were still busy. But he didn't penetrate. On both sides of the swollen cleft, the delicate petals trembled under his fingertips, the tender, tightly closed opening like a jade clam was shamelessly pulled open by the big boy, his fingertips playing in her dripping pink, delicate folds. Song Yalin tightly closed her eyes, biting her lip. Trembling under the big boy's fingertips. Overwhelmed by pleasure, she was speechless.

Lin Tianlong gently kneaded Song Yalin's round, white buttocks with one hand, while his other hand plunged deep into her thighs, ruthlessly manipulating her. Despite being a married woman, she couldn't control her physical desires, revealing everything to the young, mischievous boy.

At this moment, Song Yalin's cheeks flushed, she breathed heavily, and instinctively thrust her round, jade-like buttocks back, welcoming the boy's probing fingers. She kept her eyes tightly closed, not daring to turn her head, seemingly both ashamed and excited. A seductive moan escaped her lips.

Lin Tianlong pressed his advantage, parting Song Yalin's trembling lips with his fingers and gently pinching her nipples. A sweet wave instantly pierced through her reason, spreading to the tips of her beautiful limbs. Song Yalin's white body trembled… Under the boy's wet fingers, her already burning body seemed to be fueled by more fire, her desire burning even more intensely.

"Ah...no..." Song Yalin frowned, her crystal-clear body trembling with pleasure. Parting Song Yalin's wet petals, Lin Tianlong's fingertips gently and precisely pinched them. "Oh..." Song Yalin clenched her hands, her fingertips bending deeply, as if her spine, pubic bone, and lower limbs were all melting away. It wasn't from strong friction, but from the soft tips of her fingertips.

Song Yalin's snow-white body trembled.

"Ugh..." She let out a whimper, exhaling deep breaths, her fair face flushed red. It was no longer a matter of defense; the lightning-like waves from her most sensitive areas paralyzed her entire body in an instant.

Her delicate nipples trembled like gasps, from her lower abdomen down to her full thighs and slender waist, all trembling slightly. Like waves crashing against rocks. Song Yalin could hold back her cries, but her body was helpless. She wanted to roll over, to leap up, but her body was downward, a sense of powerlessness rising within her. She was powerless except to try and raise her hips to meet his.

She was about to cry, perhaps she already was.

But his gentleness still wouldn't let her go.

Song Yalin didn't know she could be so wet, like a dam bursting, unstoppable. Actually, she didn't need sex, didn't need any movement; just feeling the wanton sounds of his fingers sliding and teasing her made her heart feel like it was about to explode, her face as red as an apple.

The young man's fingertips recklessly attacked her already engorged and erect flower. Gently teasing. Gently pinching.

"Ah..." Song Yalin barely had time to catch her breath before he brought her to orgasm. She had endured this kind of stimulation for too long, and finally, it was released. Song Yalin was taken to another realm, experiencing this familiar yet extremely stimulating pleasure for the first time.

Lin Tianlong's hot fingertips swirled in circles. Song Yalin's whole body tensed. This pleasure was so intense, like a volcanic eruption. She groaned as if electrocuted, but her body was weak and powerless, only able to endure and respond... Her straight legs trembled.

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