Wu Song let out a cold snort, too lazy to waste words, grabbed his spear and pressed it against the fat pussy, thrusting it in.
But his aim was off, and he pushed below the entrance.
"Be gentle, it’s off, it hurts!" Wang Yanni scread in pain.
Wu Song didn’t bother to respond, shifted it upward, rubbed against the entrance, and pushed right in.
"Ah..."
Wang Yanni scread miserably. Even though she was already dripping with honey, Wu Song’s spear was far too thick, not the slightest rubbing or lubrication to get her used to it, and he went straight to the bottom.
Wang Yanni imdiately had the sensation of being skewered by a rolling pin.
It felt like a thick stick was stuffed inside her little pussy, skewering her whole body like roasted at.
"Ah, Wu Song, can’t you be gentler?" Wang Yanni was in so much pain that tears almost spilled out.
Wu Song snorted, "Enough talking. Get down, stick your ass up."
As he spoke, Wu Song slapped Wang Yanni’s ass.
A burning pain.
Wang Yanni cried out in complaint and grievance, but didn’t dare disobey, obediently sticking her ass up and getting into position.
Wu Song grabbed Wang Yanni’s ass and started fucking her, with no pity or tenderness, his spear hamring in and out of her little pussy like a pile driver.
Wu Song’s spear was fierce and relentless, thick-skinned and aty, tightly squeezed, which felt great for him, but made the not-yet-acclimated Wang Yanni very uncomfortable, a burning pain, as if she were being torn apart.
It felt like being raped.
That feeling made her very uncomfortable.
But after Wu Song thrust in and out several tis, Wang Yanni’s pussy adapted to Wu Song’s thickness and hardness, and enough honey was released inside. The tearing and burning pain faded, and waves of pleasure began to wash over her.
Only then did Wang Yanni sigh, squint her eyes, and moan with satisfaction.
Her ass began to sway seductively in ti with Wu Song’s thrusts.
Wu Song was displeased—damn, isn’t this a challenge to his power?
Wu Song snorted coldly, grabbed Wang Yanni’s ass, his lower back powering up like a five-thousand RPM motor, every thrust forceful and deep to the bottom.
The speed was so fast, it was like a pile driver hamring iron ingots, fucking Wang Yanni’s ass open, her pussy almost smoking.
"Ah... you, you can’t be so rough, I can’t take it!"
At first Wang Yanni was enjoying it, but quickly she couldn’t take it and began begging for rcy.
Wu Song sneered—no way would he stop.
He kept pounding hard!
Wang Yanni’s pussy was being fucked so fiercely it was huffing and puffing, honey practically flying out.
Her little pussy, ripped and thrust by Wu Song so roughly, opened and closed, soon showing signs of redness and swelling.
"Ah, no, please slow down, slower, I’m begging you!" Wang Yanni looked back at Wu Song, eyes aggrieved, pleading.
Wu Song grunted, "Call daddy."
Wang Yanni was stunned, but seeing Wu Song’s expression, she grit her teeth and quickly cried out, "Daddy, I was wrong, slower please!"
Wu Song laughed, all his bad mood swept away, and only then did his furious assault begin to slow.
"Rember, from now on every ti I fuck you, you have to call daddy." Wu Song slapped Wang Yanni’s ass as he ordered.
Wang Yanni obediently nodded, "Got it."
"Pa!"
Wu Song slapped Wang Yanni’s ass again.
Wang Yanni yelped in pain and quickly shouted, "Got it, daddy!"
Only then did Wu Song slow down, thrusting in and out more gently.
Very soon, Wang Yanni again felt filled up with hot pleasure.
Her pussy no longer burned with pain.
Instead, the waves of pleasure had her tossing her head and moaning.
Moaning loudly and wantonly.
After a bout of fucking—
Wang Yanni suddenly let out a scream and shuddered, her lower belly shaking, her pussy clenching, her ass twitching, her asshole even spasming.
She had clearly reached the peak of pleasure.
Wu Song pressed his spearhead tightly against her cervix, fiercely absorbing Wang Yanni’s yin qi.
He sucked Wang Yanni so hard she trembled all over, rolled her eyes, finally squeezing out a drop of yang essence for her to replenish the loss.
Even though it was just a drop—
At Wu Song’s current level, the True Qi in his Dantian had condensed into clouds and was extrely rich.
His physical strength had multiplied countless tis.
The yang essence he refined was much higher quality than before.
Just a single drop was equal to what he used to shoot off in one load.
So, once that one drop entered Wang Yanni’s body—
It was enough to replenish all Wang Yanni’s losses, and even more than that.
"Ah, it feels so good! Amazing! Daddy, you’re really incredible!"
Wang Yanni’s face was flushed red, collapsed blissfully on the bed, murmuring in ecstasy.
Wu Song gave a faint smile. He wasn’t the least bit surprised at such a result.
He continued holding his spear inside Wang Yanni’s pussy, not pulling out.
After all, Wang Yanni was being quite obedient.
Wu Song couldn’t be too much of a bastard to her.
"Continue?" Wu Song kept moving his spear as he asked Wang Yanni.
Wang Yanni quickly nodded, "Yes daddy, do it again. I want more."
Wu Song slowly twisted his hips, then poked at Wang Yanni’s asshole and said, "Wanna try this?"
Wang Yanni was stunned: "This? How? You’re so thick, if you stick it in, won’t it just tear it apart?"
Wu Song grinned wickedly, "You never know until you try, right?"
"Huh? But I, I’ve never tried..." Wang Yanni’s heart skipped a beat, and instinctively she shrank her ass and clamped her asshole tight.
Wu Song slapped her ass and barked, "Spread it open!"
Wang Yanni didn’t dare make a sound. Aggrieved, she stuck her ass up and thoroughly exposed her asshole.
Wu Song pulled his spear out of Wang Yanni’s pussy. The shaft was covered with sticky honey, and her pussy, unable to close up for a long ti, didn’t stop Wu Song from rubbing his tip on Wang Yanni’s asshole.
He sared honey all over her asshole. Whenever there wasn’t enough he shoved it into Wang Yanni’s pussy again for more, pulled it back, and kept coating her, until her asshole was soaked and properly lubricated. Then Wu Song lined up his spear, pressed the tip against her asshole, and started drilling in.
But Wang Yanni was very tense, her asshole clamped shut.
Wu Song couldn’t get it in for a while.
Annoyed, he slapped Wang Yanni’s ass and snapped, "Relax your asshole! Don’t fucking clench it!"
Wang Yanni was so aggrieved she nearly cried, but didn’t dare disobey, obediently relaxed her little asshole.
Those tight wrinkles loosened, revealing a little hole, and Wu Song pressed his spear against it and started to push in.
In no ti, her asshole was stretched wide open.
The pressure wrapping the tip was huge, moving forward was difficult.
But Wu Song wasn’t discouraged, and kept pushing in.
"Ah... it hurts, it hurts, daddy!" Wang Yanni suddenly cried out, looking at Wu Song in distress.
"First ti hurts, isn’t that normal? What are you, pretending to be pure with ?" Wu Song slapped her ass again, then rcilessly shoved forward. The spearhead ramd in, the shaft following suit.
"Ah..."
Wang Yanni scread. She felt like her asshole was splitting open, the sensation of being skewered for roasting even more vivid.
It made her think of shoving sticks up a frog’s ass as a kid.
The feeling of being pierced and desperately wanting to shit but not being able to, the pain made Wang Yanni almost cry.
But Wu Song was so turned on his whole spear was shivering, almost cumming at once.
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