On the other side, after a passionate kiss, the moment their lips parted, the man thrust his hips forward, beginning another rhythmic pumping motion.
"Ah, ah... haa~ ya~"
"Haa, don't do this, Xiang Anping~ don't do this~ um, oh... it's so hot~ let~ godmother~ rest for a while~"
Aunt Yingji glanced at Yu Tang, a hint of embarrassment on her flushed face, but her actions contradicted her words.
A pair of long, slender, and smooth arms reached out, resting against Xiang Anping's neck. Her breasts rose slightly, her large, full breasts appearing even more rounded in her reclining position, the soft flesh spreading slightly to the sides, swollen as if filled with milk.
The space between her arms felt almost too tight; her soft, snow-white breasts spilled out, swaying back and forth with each thrust, the pinkish-white nipples almost dazzling the eye amidst the waves of flesh.
"Godmother…you're so tight, so wet inside, it feels so good."
Xiang Anping continued to stimulate her with words as he pushed her large breasts around. A flush of intoxicated blush rose on Aunt Yingji's face, her eyes seemingly peering through her swaying breasts at the thick penis constantly entering and exiting her vagina.
"Ah, ah, ah…Anping…don't bully Godmother…"
Xiang Anping grinned, instead increasing his speed, his hips thrusting, his large penis sliding in and out of her parted labia with a squelching sound, each stroke bringing out glimpses of pink flesh.
"Too deep, ahh...!"
Although Aunt Yingji cried out that it was too deep, her long, shapely, fair legs trembled from her waist to Xiang Anping's full buttocks.
This position placed almost half of her body weight on the man, making penetration more strenuous. The naked skin pressed together, sweat mingling, and her breasts pressing against each other, was incredibly arousing.
Xiang Anping's muscles, seemingly honed by a gym membership, trembled, almost lifting Aunt Yingji's back slightly off the couch. His lower body thrust upwards at an even faster pace. While the range of motion wasn't as large as before, it felt like a motor had been installed, swift and powerful.
Sweat dripped from her buttocks, and the sounds of flesh slapping together blended together.
"Squeak, squeak...!"
The sound of water was continuous. The large penis was thrusting in and out two or three times per second, the churning speed strangely reminiscent of cicadas mating in a tree. The flowing, lustful fluid gradually turned milky white, churning and bubbling, thick like sugar syrup.
Aunt Yingji breathed heavily, her jade cheeks flushed, covered in fragrant sweat, a few strands of dark hair clinging to her lips, an exceptionally erotic and tragic beauty.
As the pleasure intensified, her dazed pupils widened, her head involuntarily shaking, her full, thin, pink lips slightly parted, uttering broken, rapid moans.
"Ah, ah, hah, ah...!"
Her pair of white jade feet, curled behind the man's back, suddenly tensed and straightened in unbearable agony, her jade-like toes curling like cat claws, followed by a desperate, high-pitched moan.
His vagina involuntarily spasmed, and a thin stream of pale white fluid shot out from the swollen, erect clitoris, overflowing even the large, engorged penis, splashing water all over his buttocks.
"Whoa~ So tight... Godmother, you're going to squeeze me to death~"
Xiang Anping roared, his expression contorted. He suddenly felt her vagina tighten, the vaginal canal spasming as if his abdomen were being pounded, gripping his large penis tightly. The tender, pink folds of flesh writhed and sucked eagerly, sending waves of tingling pleasure through him. His ejaculation almost caused him to lose control.
A thick, oily liquid suddenly filled the vaginal cavity. It was sticky and warm, yet the glans suddenly felt a strange coolness, as if some strange icy sensation was being poured in like a thread from the clenched urethral opening.
A series of strange, pleasurable waves of sensation made Xiang Anping's face contort with pleasure. His entire body felt like it was being massaged with heat, even his lower back, slightly sore and numb from the vigorous thrusting, felt warm.
Xiang Anping's penis was incredibly hot and swollen, and he couldn't help but thrust again. Jiang Yingji trembled all over, her orgasm still lingering. Her incredibly sensitive vagina was being pounded by his large penis, her waist tensing tightly, her breath coming in gasps like sobs.
A pair of delicate hands had somehow found their way to Xiang Anping's chest, the slender, white fingers leaving faint marks of blood.
"Damn, so tight... hiss~"
Xiang Anping thrust violently. The tender vagina, tight during her orgasm, was extraordinary. The plump walls of her vagina gripped her tightly, the rich, soft, and oily flesh inside spasming, sucking, and clenching violently. The folds, like chicken intestines, were like tiny hooks buried in the tender fat, pinching, churning, and brushing against his large penis with the help of her vaginal fluids.
At the end of the vagina, the plump, slippery mass of tender fat had a subtle suction force, making his glans feel numb as if it were being bitten by ants. Before he had even thrust a hundred times, a torrent of semen gushed out like a great river, filling the honeyed passage of her flower.
Xiang Anping tilted his head back, tightly gripping the snowy, plump buttocks, his whole body contorted and ecstatic, as if he were on drugs.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
The sensitive body, already basking in the afterglow of orgasm, suddenly trembled. Her beautiful back arched, stiff as a shrimp, bouncing twice before her snow-white neck shot out another high-pitched scream.
More fluid flowed from her vagina…
Hearing that undulating, exquisitely seductive scream, and seeing Aunt Yingji's trembling, alluring waist and hips, a strange, lingering discomfort welled up inside me.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my mind, as if something was stirring within me under this intense stimulation.
It was like some surging memory—a recently soaked thong… in the quiet of the night, I seemed to press it to my nose, deeply inhaling its orchid-like, musky scent…
It was also like a warm, expansive embrace, a feeling of longing welling up within me, like being held in my mother's arms, making me reluctant to leave.
Interrupted my surging thoughts was a sudden, intermittent moan from a young girl, like a sob or a gasp, seemingly struggling to breathe, yet strangely powerful and lingering, so alluring it penetrated to the bone; I saw the beautiful girl lying beside me suddenly shake her head, her black hair cascading like a waterfall.
Her previously tightly closed legs had inexplicably parted wide, almost forming an M shape, her fair, bare legs possessing beautiful curves, but they were twitching uncontrollably.
Her exposed, plump, and beautiful vulva, as white and tender as a freshly steamed bun, was pulsating, her thighs trembling, and a glistening, clear stream of fluid gushed violently from her small opening.
"Aaaaaah!"
With each tremor, a jet of water spurted out. Though plentiful, it wasn't urine. Even here, I could detect a faint, sweet, musky fragrance, like ripe fruit bursting open, as if honey and flower petals were mingled together—an indescribably alluring and rich aroma.
Especially during the gushing, her twitching legs, tightened thighs, and curled little feet were breathtakingly beautiful.
Xiang Anping was caught off guard by this sudden gushing, getting completely soaked. Glistening droplets even clung to his hair. His expression shifted from surprise to ecstasy. In truth, he couldn't comprehend the fact that the two women had orgasmed almost simultaneously, nor did he understand the connection between them.
But the scent of the two streams of fluid mingled, the musky and orchid-like fragrance becoming even more intense and aphrodisiac. His recently ejaculated penis didn't even soften slightly; it remained hot and stiff, thrusting into the Queen of the Demon City's vagina.
Xiang Anping glanced at Yu Tang's vulva with almost undisguised greed. He knew it wasn't the right time yet… This golden opportunity required him to first subdue the Queen of Shanghai beneath him, at least to make her lose herself in passion and have no time to think about anything else.
And this goal, Xiang Anping wasn't boasting; he had probably already achieved half of it. He felt the melting embrace of the Queen of Shanghai's vulva through his penis, the slight trembling in the afterglow of her orgasm, every subtle, exquisite writhing movement…
Xiang Anping narrowed his eyes, feeling utterly satisfied. Who would have thought that this beautiful, powerful, aloof woman, who looked down on all men, and whose every offender lived in constant fear, this peerless beauty known as the Queen of Shanghai, was now being penetrated by his large penis, breathing heavily, moaning with trembling hips?
Heh heh, all thanks to you…
A cold smile played on his lips as he recalled the humiliation he'd suffered at the Luo family's gates. But now, he was no longer angry. If Jiang Yingji hadn't treated him like a son, how could he have possibly laid a finger on the Queen of Shanghai?
Now, having his penis inside the other woman's mother's vagina, and having his cake and eating it too… gave him an unparalleled sense of pleasure and satisfaction.