Coincidentally, Luo Ming learned through his informant on the island that a member of that organization, Andrei, a strategic-level superhuman known as the "Grand Druid" in Russia, who had even participated in the ambush of the God of War, is currently here.
If he can contact the person behind the scenes through him, then soon he can legitimately kick Luo Shaowen out, right?
Thinking about it, a faint excitement welled up inside him, coupled with Zhao Zhiran's attentive sucking, and his penis swelled up again. "The talented Zhao…"
Luo Ming had just intended for Zhao Ziran to lie on the glass over there, so he could enjoy the sea view while he fucked her tender hole. But to his surprise, the moment he gave her a look, Zhao Ziran gracefully rose, proactively placing her hands on the glass, bending her slender waist, thrusting out her snowy buttocks, and tiptoeing like a cat, making her beautiful legs appear even more slender and long.
Between her thighs were two pink labia, like blooming flower stamens, glistening with a trace of glistening nectar. Her tender anus was slightly shrunken, and due to frequent fucking on airplanes, it was about the size of a coin, bright red and exceptionally alluring.
Luo Ming licked his lips, a hint of surprise appearing in his eyes. What did Zhao Ziran's "proactive" action mean?
Perhaps, after so much effort, he had finally opened a crack in Zhao Ziran's heart… The moment she had the thought of submission, it would be captured and amplified by the chip.
Tang Shuyi was like that; even after she returned to a normal life, she would still obediently submit to them upon seeing them, even betraying her niece.
It wasn't that she didn't want to resist, but the seeds of fear and submission, though faded, still lurked in a corner of her heart, easily stirred and manipulated.
It seemed that even someone as clever as Zhao Ziran couldn't escape this... Luo Ming's grasp of his plan deepened.
Luo Ming touched Zhao Ziran's round, plump buttocks, even more full and perky than a peach. He rubbed his donkey-like penis between her legs a few times, the two slippery labia coated with a layer of sticky, lustful fluid. He then slid down to her anus, thrusting against her tender chrysanthemum, the thick, lustful fluid quickly smoothing out the pinkish folds, deeply penetrating the oily, warm anus.
As the penis penetrated, Zhao Zhiru's voluptuous yet slender waist muscles taut, almost serpentine in shape. Her buttocks narrowed slightly, but her nipples became even fuller and rounder, enhancing the peach-like appearance.
The penis inside her anus also felt this contraction, feeling squeezed so tightly that her back straightened and legs trembled, an intense pleasure that felt like heaven.
Luo Ming had long ago discovered that Zhao Zhiru's anus was no less sensitive than her vagina. As soon as penetration occurred, Zhao Zhiru's reaction became extremely intense. Her anus had numerous folds and twists, no less sensitive than the vagina.
Furthermore, the fluid secreted from her anus was more oily, clinging tightly to the penis within the folds.
It writhed, like a thousand tiny mouths tirelessly sucking, making each thrust sending shivers down one's spine.
"Slap, slap, slap..."
Unconsciously, Luo Ming had already gripped that slender, perfectly proportioned waist, smooth as silk yet with a wonderfully cotton-like feel, and was fully immersed in his thrusts.
His pear-shaped buttocks were raised high, two round and flawless lips, like the bright moon, parted, revealing a thick, fleshy penis inserted between them. His tender anus was stretched into a thin pink ring, rubbing and turning with each thrust.
The penis glistened as if coated with oil, and with repeated churning, a thick, white, paste-like fluid was produced, sticking around the anus, making the scene even more lewd and messy.
"Ah, ooh...it's so deep..."
Zhao Ziran's jade-like hands, which had been bracing against the glass, swayed and undulated with the constant thrusting from behind, her snow-white buttocks rising and falling like waves. The ripples of flesh traveled down her slender yet voluptuous body, the sensation continuing down her back.
Zhao Ziran swayed her head, moaning softly. Her black hair, cascading down her back, was streaked with fragrant sweat, clinging to her flushed back.
Her small hands gradually lost their strength, leaving only two large, glistening patches of sweat on the tips of her white, soft breasts.
The engorged, vibrant areolas, with their hard, cherry-pit-like nipples, rubbed incessantly against the smooth glass at the center of her two large, snow-white mounds.
Simultaneously, under the intense thrusting, her anus felt like it was on fire, constantly being stretched, rubbed, and rubbed by a thick, hard penis. Her anus tingled, and the swelling that had just subsided felt like it had been smeared with chili water again, unbearably painful.
But as her anus was continuously opened, the strange pleasure reaching its deepest point gradually accumulated, until it rippled outwards like an electric current.
Her jade-like legs suddenly straightened, her slender waist sank, and the muscles on her round, soft buttocks suddenly contracted. The layers upon layers of tender, delicate folds inside her anus spasmed and incessantly sucked and squeezed the large penis. With each insertion, it was almost like kneading open those tender folds, almost like drilling into a gaping wound, the wet, dripping sensation remarkably similar.
But as he withdrew, the soft, tender folds gripped his penis tightly, scraping against the glans like brushes, even the oily flesh of the anus seemed to transform into a biting little mouth, the pleasure overwhelming.
Luo Ming gripped her two soft, snowy buttocks tightly, and amidst the alluring, hot gripping sensation, he thrust violently again. Her rosy anus stretched long like a transparent membrane, the oily, viscous liquid coating his shaft, turning almost into a paste with repeated friction.
The grip on his penis was unimaginable. Even though Luo Ming wanted to continue enjoying it, he couldn't resist the intense pleasure surging like a leech. After dozens of long, forceful thrusts, he finally plunged all the way in, pressing firmly against the anus. With a throbbing spasm, his semen shot out like an arrow, erupting like a volcano deep within Zhao Ziran's rectum.
After ejaculation, the slightly softened penis was gradually "peeled" out by the involuntary, gentle contractions of the anus.
Between the snowy buttocks, a small, pinkish hole opened, contracting and closing like breathing, transforming back into a rosy anus. During this process, white semen gushed out, clinging to the swollen, red anus, dripping down in strands like milkshakes.
This scene stimulated Luo Ming; his semen-covered penis slightly rose and twitched.
However, having just been squeezed too much by the anus, it couldn't immediately regain its former appearance.
Just then, faint footsteps and the soft rattling of a chain were heard. The door opened, and Luo Shaoheng led in a fair, plump "beauty dog" covered in semen and bruises.
Tang Shuyi still had a tail stuffed in her anus, but it couldn't stop the semen from overflowing. Seeing Zhao Zhiran lying on the ground behind the house, her two snow-white buttocks blooming with a bright red chrysanthemum, glistening with semen, she felt a strange sense of comfort.
So, I wasn't the only one whose anus had just been violated.
Luo Shaoheng, however, ignored what the "bitch" was thinking and sat down casually on the sofa to discuss matters with Luo Ming.
"Andrei won't stay here long. He seems to be heading to Southeast Asia soon."
Luo Ming sat down on a sofa, stretching out. "Have you heard anything?"
Luo Shaoheng thought for a moment and said, "It seems they're going to arrest someone. I heard that both northern Myanmar and Annam were alarmed and used their military to arrest someone, but it seems they failed."
Luo Ming also fell into deep thought. The organization behind Luo Shaoheng possessed unimaginable power, able to mobilize the power of an entire nation at will.
To be able to directly command a strategic-level superhuman like Andrei is still incredibly unbelievable, even after Russia's second split and the government's complete control by foreign powers, with many strategic-level beings leaving.
If that's the case, then we must be even more cautious.
However, neither of them noticed that Zhao Ziran, lying on the ground, trembled slightly upon hearing this news and silently lowered her head.