Jiang Baibing trembled at the thought of offering herself up, of letting Chen Yang’s fierce and robust manhood enter her body. She was filled with dread.
Although she often found solace for her own Honey Spring, indulging in that fleeting delight, she had only ever used the thickness of her own fingers. Even then, she could feel its tight embrace. Her delicate entrance was so small she’d never even used a toy, nor had she ever thought to try. Under such circumstances, she didn’t dare to imagine what it would feel like to be impaled by that fierce thing. Will I be broken? Ruined completely?
"No, Sister Bingbing." Song Lingxue felt a bit proud; after all, she had already endured Chen Yang’s imnse size—that was her advantage. She comforted Jiang Baibing, "It’s just a matter of being completely stretched open, filled with an aching fullness. At first, you have to get used to it, but then it becos incredibly pleasurable. That’s how it felt for when he entered in the car. It wasn’t painful at all, just pure, blissful ecstasy."
That was certainly how she felt. The exquisite climax had shown her the true pleasure of being a woman for the first ti. It was unbelievably comfortable.
She watched Chen Yang, his head bowed to Lu Hanyan’s rear as he savored the delicacy there. She was filled with envy, wishing Chen Yang would lick her own tender pink flesh. Just the thought of a man as great as Chen Yang kneeling between her legs and licking her sent a shiver of subli thrill through her very soul.
Jiang Baibing took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes once again captivated by the enthralling scene in the room, which was suddenly filled with soul-shaking moans.
"Mmm... ah... Dr. Chen... you’re licking into ecstasy... Ah, your tongue is so fast, so wonderful..."
Jiang Baibing saw Lu Hanyan, who was being attended to by Chen Yang, now lying collapsed on his lap, her rosy, translucent body trembling and convulsing. "Sister Han Yan... she’s actually climaxing from Chen Yang’s licking... ugh..."
She couldn’t even imagine how incredible it would be to be licked like that.
The stimulating scene unfolding before her eyes made her involuntarily squeeze her jean-clad thighs together, a damp, hot tingle spreading through her as she began to gently rub herself. After all, ever since that ti at the club, she had fantasized about trading her body to Chen Yang for her father’s career. The flas of her desire had been constantly stoked, and now, they finally ignited and erupted.
"Mmmph..." Song Lingxue leaned against the door, letting out a soft moan. Biting her lip, the enthralling scene inside the room had long ago set her own desires ablaze. Yet, given Chen Yang’s special status, she didn’t dare just walk in. Instead, her hand moved down of its own accord, and she slid three fingers into her spring, thrusting them in and out as if drilling a well, desperate to quench her burning desire.
***
「Inside the room.」
Under the stimulation of continuous orgasms, the potent aphrodisiac poison that Chen Yang had suppressed within Lu Hanyan’s body erupted like fuel on a fire.
"Dr. Chen... you naughty boy... husband... quickly... I want to be filled by your big mber... quickly..."
At this mont, Lu Hanyan rolled off Chen Yang, imdiately flipping over to lie beside him. She arched her soft, jade-like waist and lifted her round, fair bottom high for him. Then, she reached back and parted the cheeks of her bottom with her hands, revealing the unique, glistening beauty of her twin passages to Chen Yang without reservation.
The aphrodisiac’s powerful aftereffects set her gorgeous face afla. It was covered in a burning, unnatural crimson, like a fiery sunset, dazzlingly red and tinged with a bewitching disorientation.
Chen Yang noticed Song Lingxue and Jiang Baibing peeking from outside the door, but he paid them no mind, rely offering a slight smile. Then, he pressed his thick, hot, and fierce mber against the entrance of Lu Hanyan’s first Honey Spring. Feeling its unique, slick warmth, he leaned over her heated, jade-like back, inhaling the burgeoning floral fragrance as he breathed hot air against her pink ear. "Sister Han Yan, I want you to always call husband."
As he spoke, he grabbed Lu Hanyan’s smooth, pale bottom, watching the slick, soft flesh spill through his fingers as he suddenly thrust into her. Instantly, after rubbing against the entrance of her first Honey Spring, the dragon plunged in to the hilt with a wet SQUELCH, his coarse bush pressing tightly into the valley between her cheeks.
A sharp hiss escaped Chen Yang’s lips. The intense, suctioning embrace of the soft flesh surrounding him sent a tremor through his waist. The pleasure was several tis more explosive than when Lu Hanyan had taken him in her mouth. After all, oral pleasure was more about psychological stimulation and a sense of accomplishnt. This tight sheath of layered folds was where the true, physical ecstasy lay. Not to ntion, Lu Hanyan possessed the unique twin passages.
"Ugh, ah... Chen... husband... it went all the way in... mmph... you’re so deep... you’re reaching the very inside..."
Feeling the dragon buried to its root, striking directly against her Hua Rui, the indescribable, searing, and aching fullness made Lu Hanyan’s delicate body convulse as she gripped the bedsheets tightly. The beautiful, moist place that had been tornted by the aphrodisiac finally received its balm, prompting her to lift her head and let out a stream of enticing moans.
"That’s right, call husband. Going all the way to the back will only make you feel better, haha." Chen Yang laughed, admiring the tender second Honey Spring nestled between her pale pink, budding rose and the first entrance he occupied. He began to thrust forcefully, imdiately launching into a high-speed, high-frequency assault.
"Husband... mmm, mmm... ah, ah, ah... you’re so rough, husband... ooh... it feels so good... I’m going to die from pleasure..."
At this mont, being thoroughly ravaged by Chen Yang’s full power, Lu Hanyan’s sexy red lips parted with longing. Her disheveled hair whipped around as she tossed her sweat-drenched head, her bewitchingly beautiful face moving with the rhythm as she unleashed a torrent of lewd, wanton moans, completely surrendering to her desire.
"Sister Han Yan, you’re so wanton today." Chen Yang’s eyes blazed with a fiery lust as he watched the alluringly provocative Lu Hanyan, who was like a different person from before. At this mont, he was determined to conquer this wanton vixen.
"Wanton! I am wanton! I’m being especially wanton for my husband today, mmm, mmm, mmm... ah, ah, ah..."
The fierce slapping began to redden Lu Hanyan’s fair bottom. She squeezed her beautiful eyes shut, letting out soul-shaking moans of absolute ecstasy.
Chen Yang watched the waves of flesh ripple across her reddening bottom with each impact. He was utterly stimulated by the sight of her other beautiful passage and her budding rose contracting and stretching with his every thrust. "Wanton for what reason? Tell !"
"Mmm... husband... asking like that... is so shaful..." Lu Hanyan was enchantingly alluring. Propping her hands in front of her, she matched Chen Yang’s rhythm, pressing her bottom down forcefully, begging his large rod to penetrate her even deeper. Her every movent was the definition of seduction. "I... I, of course, want to be wanton so you’ll look at my slutty cunt... and fiercely take my other slutty cunt, husband... Harder... it feels so good... I’m coming... Fuck my slutty cunt to death..."
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