Jun Hao did not feel bored at all, nor did he feel tired; his stamina was still at one hundred percent full. To him, Lan Ruo’s body was rely a vessel of pleasure and a fresh water source to quench his imnse thirst. He positioned the woman’s body so that her wide-open, dripping wet, and sweet-scented groin was right in front of his face, while Lan Ruo’s mouth remained firmly attached to his thick, rigid shaft, never letting go.
Without further delay, Jun Hao focused all his attention and actions precisely on Lan Ruo’s clitoris—the most sensitive, throbbing point, and the source of all the woman’s pleasure. He licked that small protrusion repeatedly with his wide, rough, and warm tongue. He licked from bottom to top, swirling around, wetting every inch, making Lan Ruo writhe violently right above his face. Not satisfied with just licking, he occasionally used his lips and teeth, nibbling gently and pinching softly on that already hard and swollen bud. The mixture of slight pain and intense pleasure made Lan Ruo scream in suppressed ecstasy, her legs trembling uncontrollably. What drove Lan Ruo absolutely crazy was when Jun Hao rubbed his stiff and coarse tongue back and forth, over and over again, continuously against that tiny sensitive spot. It was a fast, firm, and unceasing movent that sent electric shocks of pure pleasure rushing through every nerve in her body.
As a result of this fierce assault from his tongue and teeth, combined with the pleasure she felt while sucking on Jun Hao’s massive manhood herself, Lan Ruo was forced to reach the peak of her pleasure continuously. She climaxed again and again, her body convulsing violently each ti, gushing out her sweet fluids in thick, abundant streams. And every ti that happened, Jun Hao pressed his mouth tightly against her, opening it wide, and drank everything down to the very last drop. He swallowed all those fluids greedily, thoroughly enjoying that sweet, warm, and rich taste. To him, Lan Ruo’s vaginal fluids were the most delicious thirst-quencher in the world.
Ti passed, and Lan Ruo beca completely exhausted. Her body was limp and powerless; she could no longer move her legs, having spent all her energy from orgasming so many tis and serving Jun Hao. She lay there sprawled out weakly, moaning softly from the lingering, overwhelming pleasure. But Jun Hao did not care in the slightest. He did not stop even for a mont. He kept licking, kept nibbling, kept rubbing the woman’s clitoris with the sa fast and fierce rhythm. Even though her body lay motionless and limp, Lan Ruo’s mouth still refused and was unable to release its grip on Jun Hao’s penis. Through reflex and pleasure-induced delirium, her mouth kept bobbing, sucking, and caressing his massive mber with her tongue, even though she no longer had the strength to move her head on her own. Jun Hao cared only about himself. He did not care if she was satisfied or exhausted. He only wanted to quench his own thirst as much as possible; he wanted to obtain and drink Lan Ruo’s fluids continuously, endlessly.
However, the longer he feasted and enjoyed the woman’s body, the more Jun Hao felt his own lust rising uncontrollably, surging higher and becoming impossible to hold back. His thirst had not disappeared; on the contrary, it had only grown stronger. He felt that his previous thods were still not enough to satisfy his imnse desire. He decided to change his style of play, turning it into sothing rougher, deeper, and more ferocious. He wanted to feel more; he wanted to explore Lan Ruo’s body right down to its very core.
With his large and rough right hand, Jun Hao began stirring, squeezing, and churning the outer parts and the slit of Lan Ruo’s vagina, which was already incredibly wet, slippery, and dripping with juices. His movents were wild, fast, and powerful, making the already weak Lan Ruo writhe violently again and cry out loud with pleasure. Without warning, he inserted three fingers at once into the narrow passage of Lan Ruo’s womanhood. He pushed them all the way in, until the inner space of her body felt completely stuffed and filled by his thick, long digits. He moved his fingers in and out, stirring and churning deep inside, massaging every corner of her inner walls, pressing against the most sensitive spots at high speed. Consequently, Lan Ruo was forced to reach climax repeatedly once more, her body jerking violently as her fluids flooded Jun Hao’s hand even more profusely.
After playing like this for quite so ti, Jun Hao’s right hand felt extrely wet, slippery, and completely soaked with Lan Ruo’s thick and watery essence. Feeling that his hand was now sufficiently lubricated and slippery, Jun Hao did not stop there. He lifted his hand slightly, and then suddenly and with all his strength, he slamd and thrust those three fingers back deep into Lan Ruo’s core—hard, deep, and roughly, all at once in a single motion.
That powerful and deep impact made Lan Ruo jolt violently, overwheld by the sudden shock mixed with the intense pleasure of being filled completely inside. So much so, that due to the overwhelming sensation and the sudden rush of ecstasy, Lan Ruo’s teeth chattered and clicked loudly together as she bit down hard to suppress her deafening moans. Her body arched upward, nearly fainting from the pleasure forced deep into the pit of her stomach.
But for Jun Hao, even this was still not enough. He was not satisfied yet. While keeping his right hand with its three fingers moving steadily inside her, he then used his left hand. He spread Lan Ruo’s vaginal lips wider, and then inserted three more fingers from his left hand, pushing them deep inside the sa opening as well. Now, there were six thick, long fingers belonging to Jun Hao cramd together, filling Lan Ruo’s entire womanhood completely until it overflowed. Lan Ruo’s vagina stretched to its absolute limit, expanding massively, forced to accommodate both of Jun Hao’s hands at once.
Jun Hao then began slamming, poking, and pounding both hands in and out of Lan Ruo simultaneously. His movents were rough, rhythmic, and fierce, as if he were beating, churning, and claiming total ownership over her entrance and her womb, right down to the deepest parts. Lan Ruo, already weak and helpless, could only endure it; her eyes rolled backward, her consciousness nearly fading away from the excessive pleasure being forced deep inside her small body.
While both his hands were busy churning and pounding deep inside Lan Ruo, Jun Hao’s mouth was not idle. He lowered his face again, bringing his lips right to Lan Ruo’s clitoris, which was now swollen, red, and highly sensitive from all the stimulation. He went back to nibbling gently, squeezing it with his lips, and then greedily sucked on the bud with all his might. He sucked hard and strong, as if wanting to suck out every drop of essence and sensation from within it. Simultaneously, every ti Lan Ruo gushed out her nectar and pleasure fluids from her clitoris due to the stimulation of his fingers and biting, Jun Hao imdiately drank, swallowed, and devoured every drop of liquid flowing from it. He kept sucking and drinking endlessly, making it the most delicious thirst-quencher amidst his rough play.
Lan Ruo was no longer able to move a single part of her body. She lay sprawled, limp and lifeless, tossed around by every slam of his fingers and every suck of his mouth. Her breath ca in heavy, ragged gasps, her body soaked in sweat and her own fluids, yet her mouth remained faithfully clinging to and sucking Jun Hao’s massive manhood, which still stood erect and proud before her face, even though she herself was almost completely unconscious.
Seeing Lan Ruo lying there, completely limp, helpless, and no longer able to resist or move even an inch, Jun Hao slowly withdrew his hands and lifted his face. He gazed at her body from head to toe, admiring the sight of a woman who had been utterly conquered and dominated entirely by him.
At the corner of Jun Hao’s lips, a faint smile slowly spread—a smile that looked very suspicious, filled with wicked plans, and holding a thousand hidden anings. Inside his mind, his own desires and passions had not yet been fully satisfied. That smile seed to say: "What else will he do next to this woman’s body, just to satisfy his own endless desires and cravings?"
He stood there, above Lan Ruo’s helpless form, with that mysterious smile still blooming on his face, signaling that this night, and their ga, were apparently far from over.
END OF Chapter 159
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