"Mmm..."
Feeling the soft, trembling body in his arms, Chen Yang stopped his assault on Ma Xiaorong.
At this mont, recalling what had just happened, Ma Xiaorong twisted her head away in sha, not daring to look at Xiao Huiyun. After all, she had just sprayed all over Xiao Huiyun’s hand. It was too embarrassing.
"Xiao Chen, this sister still wants more."
Xiao Huiyun lifted her delicate chin, her srizing eyes gazing at Chen Yang with tenderness. With a soft hand, she pulled the great dragon from Ma Xiaorong’s Honey Spring and, using the slick fluid, began skillfully teasing it. Her deanor was the epito of allure, like a ripe peach overflowing with juice, incredibly seductive.
"Sister Xiao, you’re ready for more already?" Chen Yang’s lips curled into a smile. He knew he was in for a real treat today.
"Mmm..." Xiao Huiyun purred, her bright eyes sparkling with affection, her gorgeous face filled with charm. She coyly blinked at Chen Yang while sucking the love nectar from her fingers. "Good brother, co on," she whispered. "Put Xiao Rong on my back, and you can ride the big horse, okay?"
Her words instantly ignited the wicked fire within Chen Yang, making his very soul hum.
"Co on, good brother."
Especially after watching Xiao Huiyun lick her fingers before obediently getting off the bed, her delicate feet on the floor, and positioning herself on the mattress. Chen Yang’s breathing grew ragged; he could no longer restrain himself.
He lifted the limp Ma Xiaorong, who kept her head hung low in sha, and placed her on Xiao Huiyun’s back. In that instant, Xiao Huiyun’s tall figure and full, jade-like hips created a striking contrast with Ma Xiaorong’s petite fra. The imnse visual disparity sent a jolt of stimulation through Chen Yang.
"Mmm..." Feeling the soft weight on her back, Xiao Huiyun moaned with longing, her beautiful eyes filled with desire. "Good brother, hurry and co here. Vigorously assault both and your Aunt Ma’s soaked, wanton flesh! Quick, your Aunt Ma’s juices are already flowing all over my bottom."
This is too shaful... I... Ma Xiaorong could hardly believe that the usually lofty, dignified, and unapproachable Xiao Huiyun had such a wild side. Yet, because of this, an unusual thrill of breaking taboos surged through her heart.
"There are four little holes, you know," Xiao Huiyun whispered, sensing the quickening of Ma Xiaorong’s breath by her ear. Her words grew even more provocative. "If you want, you can try them all."
As Xiao Huiyun’s teasing words made Chen Yang focus, the scene before him felt like it was about to make his soul explode.
Especially after last night, having just tasted the wonders of Lin Jingyi’s back door.
Now, looking at the sight before him... Above and below the two glistening, parted Honey Springs were two buds, covered in nectar, slowly contracting. The sight was utterly captivating and seductive.
However, a sliver of reason remained in Chen Yang’s mind. Unlocking achievents should be a gradual process; otherwise, the joy of exploration is lost. What he needed now was to experience the thrill of one dragon playing with two phoenixes.
As for the back doors?
"Sister Xiao, I’m coming!"
Unable to restrain himself any longer, his very soul trembling, Chen Yang held Ma Xiaorong’s slender waist and plunged directly into Xiao Huiyun’s moist expanse.
"Ahh... Good brother... Faster..."
Finally satisfied, Xiao Huiyun began to let out delightful, enchanting moans with each of Chen Yang’s thrusts.
Ma Xiaorong buried her head in Xiao Huiyun’s back, feeling the vibrations from both front and behind. Her inner desire grew stronger. Although she wasn’t the one being assaulted, she still thought, This is so incredibly stimulating.
"Mmm..." Just then, she felt a numbing tingle sweep through her entire body. "Xiao Yang, there, don’t..."
Chen Yang laughed, holding her jade-like hip with one hand. While fiercely thrusting into Xiao Huiyun below, he coated his right fingers with Ma Xiaorong’s love nectar and began to slowly knead the faint pink bud. Although he only had one great treasure and couldn’t be in two places at once, he could still use his fingers to enjoy the pleasure of exploration.
Slowly, amidst Ma Xiaorong’s whimpered protests of "Don’t, don’t," Chen Yang’s finger slid inside her tight bud.
Experiencing this new kind of stimulation, Ma Xiaorong joined Xiao Huiyun in letting out cries of ecstasy.
At this mont, Chen Yang truly experienced the blessing of having two beauties. He constantly alternated between them, his dragon head switching battlefields, thrusting in and out like an invincible god of war.
Gradually, a large puddle ford on the floor beneath the bed. Amidst such intense stimulation, both Ma Xiaorong and Xiao Huiyun crested their peaks together, experiencing an unprecedented and powerful satisfaction.
"Mmm, Sister Xiao, Aunt Ma, I’m about to co. Who should I give it to?" Chen Yang’s assault on Xiao Huiyun grew even more ferocious, each thrust reaching deep into her inner palace. At this mont, gazing at the two flushed, radiant beauties, he also reached his climax.
"Good brother, give it to this sister..."
"I want it, I want it..."
The two won, lost in their lust, both voiced their desperate desire. They both wanted to be filled with that fiery heat, to have the deepest part of their Hua Rui nourished.
"If you both want it, then I’ll give it to you both."
Reaching his peak, Chen Yang’s waist twitched a few tis. With a final pulse, his dragon head ca to rest against Ma Xiaorong’s bud. In that instant, his hot seed slid down, coating the ravines of both won. The rosy clefts, now covered in a white dew, displayed an even more unique and bewitching beauty.
With a deep exhale, Chen Yang also reaped an unprecedented harvest. Dual cultivating with the two won had given him such an abundant feedback of Yin Yuan in his Dantian that he felt a bloated, tingling sensation. This was due to an excess of Yin Yuan, which was fusing with his Yang Yuan too slowly.
He needed to ditate imdiately to guide and refine it. Otherwise, the stagnation of Yin Yuan would affect the improvent of his strength and cultivation realm.
Without hesitation, Chen Yang sat cross-legged on the carpet by the bed. He ford hand seals, assud the five hearts facing heaven posture, and began to operate his Cultivation Technique.
Would Ma Xiaorong and Xiao Huiyun notice? Looking at the two limp, overlapping, and trembling beauties, who could hardly move, he knew there was no way they possibly could.
BUZZ.
As his Cultivation Technique circulated, a faint crystalline sheen appeared on Chen Yang’s body, making him look like a fallen immortal who had descended to the mortal realm, exuding an ethereal temperant. This ford a stark contrast with the debauched scene in the room.
If anyone were to walk in, they would surely be captivated by the scene, unable to tear their eyes away. The two exquisite, overlapping bodies glowed with an unusual red light. Between their raised, jade-like hips, their pink entrances parted and closed, slowly absorbing the trickling crystalline fluid. It was a scene beyond any earthly beauty.
BUZZ.
At that mont, Chen Yang’s phone suddenly vibrated. He had no choice but to multitask, using his spiritual sense to guide his Cultivation Technique while answering the phone. "Sister Li, what’s up?"
"Xiao Chen, how is Sister Xiao? Is she okay?" Li Yan’s concerned voice ca through the phone.
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