Zhao Ziran's beautiful eyes were slightly glazed, her breath coming in short gasps as she looked at the tangled web of semen on the ground, still clinging to the white, gooey plate in the center. A hint of sorrow and shame flashed in her eyes; she didn't want to offer any comment.
But Luo Ming wouldn't let the talented Zhao Ziran off the hook. He thrust his hips hard a few times, forcing Zhao Ziran to break her silence, letting out soft moans and cries.
Then, he placed Zhao Ziran on the ground, making her crawl like a seductive bitch. His erect penis plunged back into her swollen, red vulva. Holding the silver chain, he lifted Zhao Ziran by the neck and thrust forward.
Although Luo Ming hadn't given any command, preventing the chip from activating, the force of the impact from behind still forced Zhao Ziran to stagger and crawl. The strong, pungent smell of semen made her feel as if she were in a sea of pungent chestnut blossoms.
It took Zhao Ziran about four or five minutes to "walk" those few meters to the plate of semen.
Luo Ming patted Zhao Ziran's plump, white buttocks, teasingly laughing, "What's wrong, Zhao, the talented lady? Didn't you like the dessert?"
Zhao Ziran closed her eyes, her heart sinking into an abyss. Luo Ming, however, smiled cruelly, saying, "You're asking for it, Ziran."
As he spoke, he slightly lowered his hips, his thick, fleshy member thrusting towards her entrance, forcing her labia to part, slightly touching her thighs, pulling out the pink flesh of her vulva.
After a pause of a second or two, the man's chest heaved deeply, then his hips thrust forward suddenly, "Smack!" It was a sound like air being shattered, and his massive penis, almost as big as a black donkey's, instantly sank into her, white semen splattering, her snowy buttocks rippling.
"Ahhh...!"
Even though her vagina had tightened in anticipation, it was utterly useless. The soft, folded, smooth walls of her flesh were completely penetrated in the blink of an eye. Her tender bud was squeezed out of place, then immediately receded, not out of pity, but to the entrance, before being thrust in again with renewed ferocity.
"Ah...so numb...don't...so rough...please..."
Back on the plane, the relentless fucking had already taught Zhao Zhiran to "beg for mercy." Each time, Luo Ming and Luo Shaoheng would let the beauty rest for a minute or two. This wasn't for Zhao Zhiran's sake, but to cultivate the great talent's sense of obedience.
The effect was obvious, of course. From initially whimpering and moaning without begging for mercy, the great talent Zhao now instinctively began to whimper and beg for mercy as soon as the penis entered.
However, now that Luo Ming was determined to further train Zhao Zhiru, how could he possibly stop? Not only that, he leaned down, his large hand sliding from her waist to her chest, grabbing her soft, full right breast. He not only kneaded and squeezed it wantonly, but also skillfully pinched her tender areola.
After a few kneads, a tender, moist nipple, like freshly peeled chicken head meat, slid between his fingers, engorged and erect. He grinned, pinching the delicate nipple and pulling it forward.
"Ahhh…!"
Zhao Zhiru's reaction suddenly intensified. The muscles on her buttocks tensed, forming streamlined lines beneath her snow-white skin, twitching slightly like playing the piano.
Her small anus and the vagina below contracted and clenched together. Although the fullness of her vagina didn't show it, the sudden shrinking of her anus to a small, bright red dot revealed the rapid contraction of her vaginal muscles.
Luo Ming winced as the fleshy opening bit him, knowing that Zhao Zhiran's vagina was full of folds and twists, its grip truly comparable to hundreds of tiny mouths…
If he continued thrusting, he might ejaculate first, so Luo Ming simply thrust deeply, his buttocks raised, the tip of his penis rubbing against her clitoris. His other hand slipped between her buttocks, aiming for her rosy, blooming anus, and inserted it. Her tender anus, which had been penetrated almost as many times as her vagina, was now red and swollen.
Around her anus, the small triangular area below her vagina was also a soft red, appearing exceptionally vibrant, as if in full bloom.
With his fingers inside, the slippery, sticky intestinal walls eagerly squeezed in from all sides, requiring almost no movement to enjoy the wonderful sucking of her anus.
"Squeak~"
The penis moved gently in and out of her wet, sweet vagina, while fingers stirred and prodded within the smooth folds of her rectum. Zhao Ziran finally succumbed, her defenses crumbling. Her entire beautiful body trembled and tensed under the man's fingers and penis, her breath coming in gasps like a wounded female animal.
Luo Ming whispered, "Eat quickly!"
Zhao Ziran whimpered. The fingers in her anus stirred again with a squelching sound. She trembled, lowering her snow-white neck, her delicate head bringing it close to the plate filled with semen.
Finally, a slender, pink tongue, like a clove, emerged from between her cherry-red lips, hesitantly, trembling weakly… and entered the thick pool of semen, like melted cheese. The tender tip of her tongue curled up a white smear before disappearing between her cherry lips.
A single strand of white silk clung to her cherry lips, adding to her allure. The beauty swallowed the intensely scented semen with difficulty, a glistening tear unexpectedly appearing at the corner of her eye.
After the first time, a second time followed. Her delicate tongue, like a kitten licking water, moved with practiced ease, initially stiff and clumsy, but after a few strokes, her body automatically mastered the technique. So much semen, even pooling together, was licked clean in just a few minutes.
Even the edge of the plate was smooth and shiny, a testament to the careful and meticulous work of her tongue.
Of course, it wouldn't be entirely accurate to say that Zhao Zhiran had acted intentionally. The beauty's intelligence was also evident in her learning ability; she hardly needed to memorize anything, her body almost instinctively mastering the techniques.
The moans, the pleas for mercy, the legs tightly gripping the man… all were the result of innate, instinctive learning.
Luo Ming was extremely satisfied. He pulled his penis from her honeyed orifice, glistening with love juice, aimed it at her rosy anus, inhaled, and with a slight thrust of his hips, his penis sank deeply into her tender, sticky anus.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Zhao Zhiran raised her flushed face, her eyes filled with both sorrow and dazed beauty, and cried out in a wanton voice.
Luo Ming, holding Zhao Zhiran by the chain around her neck, moved his hips up and down, thrusting in and out between her two round, peach-like buttocks. Soon, his body felt as if it were coated with a layer of honey, exceptionally thick and sticky. The scent inside her intestines was like the pungent aroma of orchids and musk, like ripe fruit bursting open, yet without any unpleasant odor or putrid smell, just like milky honey and fruit wine.
"Slap, slap, slap..."
The intestinal tract writhed lively, its fluids like oil. Though not as soft and moist as the vagina, it was slightly sticky and chewy as it moved in and out, scraping against the glans like barbs. The soft, slippery texture carried a strange, dense, hot, and dry sensation, further enhancing the feeling of being tightly enveloped.