Xiang Anping felt a sudden, surging rhythm deep within her vagina, each fold of flesh transforming into a vibrant, pulsating sensation, squeezing, pinching, and twisting, accompanied by an even stronger inward peristaltic force.
The vaginal flesh was hot, moist, and tight; even the slightest movement, let alone thrusting, could cause him to ejaculate instantly. His urethral opening was being sucked into a thick, hot, tight ring of flesh, like a soft, plump piece of meat, pulsating as if gently biting.
The inside was even more slippery with honey-like moisture; in just an instant, his glans could no longer withstand it. His penis went numb, then began to throb uncontrollably, gushing forth thick streams of semen from his seminal vesicles, powerful and rapid, instantly filling her core, the hot, tingling sensation reaching straight into his uterus.
Jiang Yingji arched her neck, a faint bluish-green mark, like a fork in her skin, appearing beneath her sweat-drenched, flushed complexion. She breathed heavily, her voice sweet and seductive, like a little girl on the verge of tears. No one could imagine that the unapproachable, aloof queen would utter such a sound.
"Smack~"
Xiang Anping, his penis still wet with her tender vagina, lifted the queen back onto the high stool. Their groin were wet with her juices; the lingering pleasure of ejaculation still sent shivers down his spine. Her vaginal muscles were still gently pulsating, savoring the sensation. With each step, the pleasure sent shivers down his spine.
The penis, soaked in her honeyed juices, quickly regained its firmness, the slight ache quickly replaced by a throbbing erection. Although the ejaculation had slightly scraped his vas deferens, it did nothing to prevent it from becoming hard and erect again.
The Queen of Shanghai trembled and moaned softly, as if a snake were crawling up her back. She couldn't help but twist her hips, her honeyed orifice gripping the penis even tighter. Xiang Anping suppressed his pleasure, refraining from immediate thrusting. Instead, he positioned the Shanghai Queen firmly on the stool, then lifted one of her jade-like legs, her fair, plump calf draped over his arm, her small foot in high heels swaying gently.
Xiang Anping's breathing deepened. He lifted the calf again, revealing its beautifully shaped shape. The touch of her smooth, powdery skin was utterly intoxicating.
As her calf rose above his shoulder, the slender shin extended considerably beyond his shoulder. The entire leg was smooth, firm, and shapely, the muscles at the base full and strong. A slight blue vein peeked through the knee, showcasing the unparalleled flexibility of her legs.
In this position, the Shanghai Queen's slender waist was bent, her legs spread wide, making it difficult for her to maintain her balance. She could only tightly wrap her small hands around Xiang Anping's neck.
Xiang Anping pressed his cheek against the Queen's smooth, delicate, and snow-white legs, wantonly savoring the softness of her jade-like thighs with his rough face. His tongue even traced a winding path, licking down her slender ankle. He reached down and removed her high heels, revealing her rounded, pink heels little by little.
The soles of her feet were supple and soft, the plump, pale pinkish-orange skin curving into a translucent white hue. Her toes curled like cat's paws, plump and exceptionally tender. A faint sheen of sweat glistened between her toes, the natural fragrance of her skin mingling with the freshness of her sweat and a subtle hint of leather.
There was no unpleasant odor, only naked allure.
Xiang Anping opened his mouth wide and enveloped her heel, almost as easily as eating a peeled hard-boiled egg. There was no resistance; it was smooth, supple, and tender as powder. Her ankle bones were slender and soft like a lump of plump flesh.
As his tongue traced the delicate arch of her foot upwards, he inhaled deeply, his nose pressing against the back of her toes, savoring the exquisite softness of the queen's soles with his tongue, nose, and cheeks.
From heel to toe, the soles were smooth and supple, undulating gracefully… There wasn't a single rough crease, not even the slightest indentation. They were so tender they were almost sticky, carrying a faint, sweet fragrance—the intoxicating scent of the Shanghai queen, like a ripe peach hanging on a branch, rich and alluring, attracting bees and butterflies.
Xiang Anping's tongue darted between the soft crevices of her toes, licking and sucking, gently pressing and teasing her jade-like toes. Meanwhile, his lower body was also busy; his throbbing, thick penis moved in and out of her honeyed depths like a serpent, employing a variety of techniques, sometimes teasing her labia, sometimes squeezing and grinding her clitoris.
The thrusting made squelching sounds, and white fluid gushed out.
Jiang Yingji's buttocks were barely touching the stool, her two smooth, long legs almost spread wide in a split. Drops of her own fluids and semen, shimmering from the thrusting, fell like milky raindrops, an exceptionally lewd sight.
"Ugh...ah, so powerful, ah...ugh~"
As if reborn into her girlhood, the voluptuous beauty swayed her head adorably, her face flushed, her black hair disheveled, a strand of hair even bitten between her lips. Her face contorted in pain, a soft, tearful moan, appearing both pitiful and alluring.
Xiang Anping abandoned her slender toes, pressed them against her breasts, and sucked on her half-open cherry lips. The beauty let out a soft whimper, her tongue darting out, and in an instant, they passionately kissed, their love raging like thunder and fire.
Xiang Anping's penis throbbed with lust, and he grabbed the other long leg of the Shanghai Queen, draping both legs over his arms. Thus, the slender, voluptuous beauty clung to him like a small snow frog.
Her jade-like buttocks and snowy hips were directly against his penis. Each powerful thrust of his hips slapped her unsupported buttocks with a resounding slap, her buttocks undulating like a small swing, never exceeding the amplitude of his erect penis.
Between her snowy buttocks and strong hips, a curved, dark, and menacingly large penis repeatedly darted in and out between her rounded buttocks, occasionally churning out pinkish fluid and glistening white semen.
Xiang Anping walked around the room, fucking her as she went, leaving a trail of raindrops in front of the dressing mirror and a few drops of dew on the carpet. She then went to the windowsill, placed her large, white buttocks on it, and thrust her hips forcefully.
"Godmother… someone's here…"
Xiang Anping gently whispered in the ear of the Shanghai Queen, while kneading Xuewo's round breasts.
His gaze, however, drifted to the window. There stood a petite, shapely young woman, her slender figure clad in a pure white dress adorned with small flowers. Her beauty was both charming and alluring, exuding a pitiful charm.
Her small, round buttocks were full and round, though slightly narrow, already showing signs of an hourglass shape.
This beautiful, slender girl stepped off a large, black motorcycle, her hands clasped together like a well-behaved girl, and walked slowly with tiny, ladylike steps, her head slightly bowed.
The Shanghai Queen, who was being pleasured to the point of ecstasy and gritting her teeth, trembled slightly upon hearing this. Turning her head, she saw a pink tongue that had darted out during the act, kissing Xiang Anping. But her hazy eyes suddenly cleared when she saw the girl.
"Anping… *kiss*…" she said, giving a kiss after each sentence. "This is… godmother… *slurp*, ah, don't suck her tongue~"
"Haa~ godmother… do you know her?"
"Mmm, *kiss*… her name is Luo Yutang, she's… godmother's niece, *slurp*…"
Xiang Anping, while enjoying the Shanghai Queen's tongue, searched his memory for information about the name. High society wasn't that vast, and having once pursued Luo Xuetang, he naturally knew she had a younger sister.
Xiang Anping's heart pounded. Although he had never met Luo Yutang, the mere fact that she was Luo Xuetang's sister was enough to pique his interest immensely.
Not to mention, while the girl's figure wasn't as alluring as Xue Tang's, she had everything she needed—youthful and pretty, with a unique charm.
"Ah, Anping...let go of your godmother, come again tonight...ah! Ah, ah."
Interrupting Jiang Yingji's plea was a hard thrust that went straight to her core. Xiang Anping's hand caressed her plump, upturned buttocks down to her slender, round waist, then pulled the "Queen of Shanghai" back into his arms, continuing to thrust as they walked downstairs.
Realizing Xiang Anping's intentions, Jiang Yingji, unusually panicked, twisted her waist, clamped her beautiful legs together, and groaned, "No... ah... don't... continue like this... ah... pull it out."
Xiang Anping paused slightly, pressing the Shanghai Queen's beautiful back against the door. His penis stirred gently inside her tender opening, while he kissed her smooth cheek, pitifully saying, "Good godmother~ dear godmother... can you bear to see your son unable to ejaculate, his penis swollen like a ball?"
Xiang Anping had already figured out the Shanghai Queen's behavior pattern. Although she instilled fear in others, was as cold and unpredictable as an iceberg, her emotions impossible to foresee.
However, she had a fatal weakness: she only felt guilt towards her own children, unable to bring herself to refuse them. If it was a well-behaved child, it was fine; but once she encountered a bad child, there were basically no limits.
From that moment in the bathroom, the first time he penetrated her tender opening, he knew that the Shanghai Queen's bottom line was utterly vulnerable in the face of familial affection, even her motherly bottom line.
Therefore, no matter how outrageous his actions, he didn't need to worry about the Shanghai Queen suddenly turning on him. In fact, a little coquetry would be enough to cross her line again… Perhaps, he could even have both the young and the mature woman later.
Xiang Anping's lips curled into a slight, unintentional upward smirk.
"Ah, no… absolutely… can't let her… ah see…"