"You...you're so bad..."
"You've been gone so long...ah...and you've become bad...hmm, how do you bully girls...?"
Qin Yan chuckled, his lips detaching from the slender, glistening toes he had been sucking, giving the lips a reluctant lick before he leaned down, wanting to kiss the shy, reproachful beauty.
Xue Tang pushed her small hand against his chest, coquettishly saying, "No... I don't want to taste the flavor of my own feet..."
Qin Yan feigned a pitiful expression, saying, "But, Xue Tang... Xue Tang, your little feet are so beautiful and sweet, like a piece of honey that won't melt. Let me share some with you."
Xue Tang chuckled, her pretty face blushing. Her beautiful eyes darted around, and she inexplicably teased, "Li Dong, Li Dong, you've really gone bad... Tell me, have you been seeing other women outside?"
Qin Yan's heart pounded. Flirting with Luo Xue Tang like this was more beautiful than a dream... It felt as if he had truly become Miss Xue Tang's long-awaited fiancé. However, he knew in his heart that the men who had been Miss Xue Tang's "fiancés" in this room, from old to young, could probably form a reinforced platoon.
And he was just one of them. There was no need to take it seriously; he might as well enjoy this rare moment.
He let loose, his face flushing as he leaned close to Xue Tang. "No way, I was thinking about you every single moment I was out there, my darling Xue Tang~"
He knew from that rooftop night that calling Xue Tang's name in that tone would make her cheeks blush, her moans escape her lips, and her vagina tighten...
And now, hearing those words, the beauty bit her lip, her beautiful eyes glistening, a glint of tears in them. "Don't go..." she said.
"Don't go..." she murmured, her arms wrapping around him as if he had vanished.
Her full, round, soft, and swollen white breasts pressed against him, their texture almost like flowing silk, yet possessing an astonishingly elastic and oppressive force.
Qin Yan felt a tingling sensation in his heart. He arched forward against her breasts, his already swollen and hard penis once again filling her vaginal cavity, squeezing out his semen like grinding soybeans.
His large mouth passionately sucked on her luscious red lips, almost rubbing them raw with intense sucking. Their tongues intertwined, a passionate, lingering kiss, like feeding each other saliva.
"Slap, slap, slap..."
His lower body thrust even more violently. While maintaining the intimate contact with her breasts, the man twisted his waist, using his immense strength to make his lower body almost move independently, swaying his hips and thrusting rapidly.
The bed shook violently, splattering semen between their joined buttocks. Between her snow-white mounds of flesh, her smooth, hairless, tender vulva was being pounded until her labia were turned inside out. White fluid and foam accumulated in the folds, not only scattering with each slap, forming thick strands, but also flowing down like a white stream along the deep crevice between her buttocks.
The honey-like fluid and semen, thicker than snot from the churning, seemed endlessly to overflow from the swollen clam's lower edge with each thrust and shove, mingling with the slapping sounds of flesh and gradually adding an undeniable sizzling sound.
"Ah, ah...no...you stupid worm...you idiot...waaaah..."
Xue Tang moaned, her head held high, pleasure a mix of ice and fire, a descent from the clouds. Her sensitive body convulsed helplessly, her slender waist twisting like a carp on the shore, her long legs tense, sometimes clamping around his waist, sometimes spreading her toes, her moans like sobs.
"Ugh...you big bad guy...I was...uncle...ah..."
"Raped...ah...when...ah...why...ah...didn't you come back..."
The burning desire and intoxicating pleasure converged into waves, relentlessly washing over the beauty's heart, leaving her feeling as if she were on the crest of a wave, helplessly rising and falling—in the ecstasy that bordered on suffocation, she had long forgotten whether she was dreaming.
After all, the large, throbbing penis that kept thrusting into her lower body, carrying her to the crest of the wave, was burning hot, radiating a strange, slightly tingling heat, making her tender flesh feel numb and almost melting, so similar to the feeling of "him" penetrating her.
In her recent dreams, this was the most similar...but...um...it was bigger than that bad guy's.
It was like him and yet not like him, but this was ultimately a "dream." Could she, here, before this person who resembled him, freely vent her grievances about reality?
Therefore, besides letting out loud cries, she also poured out her feelings—a mixture of resentment and hatred, yet also a deep, piercing longing—in her words and expressions…
"Hiss…!"
Qin Yan suddenly tilted his head back, feeling the tightness and squeezing of her tender vulva. Honey-like fluid poured out like ointment, and within the incredibly soft and slippery flesh, numerous folds of the vaginal walls became even more moist and slippery, intensifying the sucking sensation. His penis gradually went numb; even though he had just ejaculated and the effects of the delay spray were still present, he couldn't suppress the rapidly escalating pleasure.
However, this time Qin Yan had learned his lesson. He gritted his teeth, straightened up abruptly, and pushed up his long, smooth legs. Despite the desperate "holding" of the countless folds of vaginal fluid, he pulled his penis out. The tender pink flesh within her vulva bloomed profusely, glistening with moisture, stretching the thin, transparent membrane. The white fluid was scraped away, leaving only residue at the ridges of the veins.
The tightness of her vaginal suction was evident.
"Pop!"
With a sound like a bottle being opened, the purplish-red glans finally broke free from the hymen and abruptly left the tender vulva.
And in the next instant, the honeyed orifice contracted sharply, smaller than the eye of a chopstick, and a stream of thin fluid spurted out. It had forcibly detached itself just before Xue Tang's climax, but this also prevented it from being sucked out directly.
Qin Yan embraced the pair of jade-like legs before him, the plump, slender thighs tightly closed like threads, the two delicate, lotus-root-like calves also brought together, knees slightly bent, making the exquisite feet resemble slender jade lotuses. Finally, he placed the two pink, soft, and powder-like soles directly on his face.
The jade feet, though the insteps were full and the lines long and slender, the toes seemed slightly upturned, delicate like scallion tips.
Exuding the soft, alluring beauty of a mature woman, the soles of her feet were smooth and delicate, yet no less so than an infant's bottom, as tender as a baby's paw pad. Her heels and soles formed a graceful arch, a blend of youthful grace, mature femininity, and the soft, plump softness of a young girl.
The arches of her feet, white and pinkish-white, revealed delicate, translucent skin beneath a shimmering surface, with faint traces of blue and purple, easily overlooked, yet impossible to ignore—a delicate, almost fragile beauty.
"Ah~"
Qin Yan buried his face in her jade-like feet, rubbing them incessantly. Truly, every inch was as smooth as cream, as soft as boneless… not to mention the fine sweat that glistened from her skin, a fresh, moist sheen emanating from deep within, a subtle fragrance tinged with a strange, alluring tang, like the bursting of fresh fruit.