In the dead of night, two naked bodies lay intertwined in the room.
The air conditioner, set at around 20 degrees Celsius, couldn't dispel the lingering heat. Sweet moans filled the air. Long, snow-white legs, arched over her shoulders, her taut insteps and toes glistening like pearls.
A glistening, slightly moist penis thrust vigorously between two full, rounded buttocks, like the flesh of a peach, nestled together.
The bed creaked and swayed rhythmically, but just as the beauty beneath her began to breathe rapidly, her panting heavy, as if on the verge of climax,
a sigh escaped her lips. After a few seconds of brief trembling, the moans ceased, and all sound faded.
Soon, the room returned to silence, broken only by soft breathing and panting, everything carrying a lingering, unsatisfying aftertaste.
Li Dong, drenched in sweat, climbed off Xue Tang. His penis had clearly softened, and while the moisture wasn't very noticeable, a trace of white fluid clung to it.
He looked down at Xue Tang. Fine, damp beads of sweat glistened on her fair, delicate skin. In the bedside lamplight, her exquisite body appeared translucent and delicate, her curves shimmering with a pearly sheen.
She resembled an exquisitely crafted porcelain doll, yet vibrant and full of life, her skin smooth and flawless, breathtakingly beautiful.
"You bad boy, we're already asleep, and you still want to do it again."
The beauty's sweet voice whined coquettishly, her face slightly weary, her long eyelashes fluttering, her beautiful dark eyes narrowed into crescent moons, her voice languid and alluring, carrying an indescribable tenderness.
"Hold me~"
Xue Tang yawned slightly, her eyes becoming even more hazy. At this moment, she seemed to have shed the lingering resentment and melancholy of the day, leaving only pure joy and longing.
She was as sweet and charming as a little girl, captivating all who saw her.
With genuine emotion revealed, Li Dong couldn't resist wrapping his arms around her slender waist, lying on his side facing her, holding her tightly.
Her full, soft breasts pressed together into two large, mutually pressing circles, like filling half-formed cheese, the melting milk seeping into every tiny pore.
The amazing elasticity was like cotton, the pressure against his chest like diving into a warm sea, both oppressive and comfortable.
A faint bluish vein appeared on the swollen, creamy white of her breasts, making them appear even more translucent and white.
Li Dong wrapped his arms around Xue Tang's slender waist, unable to suppress his impulse, and kissed her delicate, pink ear, whispering, "I love you..."
Xue Tang softly hummed in response. She was truly too exhausted to keep her eyes open; her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, half-asleep, a sweet smile gracing her pretty face.
Her cherry-like lips murmured softly, "Really... don't suddenly leave me again..."
Soon, the two, having just made love, fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms.
But Li Dong's sleep was not peaceful.
The statue of the small villa where he and Zhao Zhiran had lived flickered slightly once more...
Li Dong fell into a nightmare again, but his willpower had been greatly depleted compared to the first half of the night, and he was not truly "immersed" in the dream.
He only managed to capture a few images:
A tall, muscular Black man, whose limbs were replaced by gleaming silver mechanical devices, and several other tall men of varying facial features (white or Asian), all completely naked, surrounded a lithe, naked woman.
They were locked in a fierce struggle in an unknown room!
Her hair was tied in a high ponytail; her neck was long and powerful; her legs were long and her waist slender—more athletic and graceful than almost any woman he knew. Her breasts were full, round, and firm, like the bellies of a wasp, firm and elastic.
Perfect as a ripe pear!
Her pointed belly was rounded, slightly parted, and pulled by her strong, powerful breast muscles, she seemed to float in the air, her contours not pressing against her ribs.
Her slender waist was like thin steel, below which were firm, full, round, and large buttocks, the muscles flowing smoothly, tightening and contracting with each movement, undulating gracefully.
Her legs were longer and more slender than he had ever seen before, possessing the fluid, astonishing muscle lines and explosive power of a female leopard!
Sister Lan Yan!
Even from just her back, he could tell that this beautiful and athletic woman was Tang Lan Yan.
Besides her, there was practically no other woman in the world who could so perfectly combine a strong physique with feminine beauty!
Moreover, he had personally witnessed Sister Lan Yan's naked body—in a crowded bathhouse filled with muscular men, Sister Lan Yan, oblivious to everyone around her, washed her breathtakingly perfect naked body, water flowing down her powerful, graceful lines.
Her skin was as translucent and white as ivory, so smooth and delicate that water droplets could hardly touch it. Her long, shapely thighs, full and taut like twisted thin steel sheets, had smooth, beautiful lines, yet left no doubt about the astonishing explosive power of a female leopard!
Anyone who saw it would never forget it.
During the fight, Lan Yan's perfectly agile physique was displayed even more vividly. She threw a man over her shoulder, her slender waist twisting, powerful force flowing from her waist and hips to her shoulders and neck in an instant, all thanks to the graceful lines of her muscles.
The tall man, whose shoulders and hips were nearly twice her size, was thrown far away without any resistance.
And immediately after the throw, a black man pounced on her, his broad back, rock-like muscles, dark and gleaming, like a black bear pouncing on a nimble female leopard!
At the same time, another tall, strong white man attacked from behind, leaving almost no room to dodge.
But she rushed towards the black man first, leaning her shoulder against his chest. Her shoulder and her heaving, full breasts collided as if against the side of his solid chest. With a "smack," the sound of their breasts bouncing and their thick, soft flesh hitting each other was dull and resonant, like a heavy object hitting the ground! The impact on her right shoulder and breast converted into a wave of flesh, causing her incredibly elastic breasts, which, even standing upright, defied gravity, to ripple with astonishing waves. The impact splattered between her breasts, causing sweat to glisten and spray out!
The black man had no time to recover; he was thrown off the ground, his mouth agape before he could even scream in terror. His bear-like body was sent flying, sliding several meters to the side.
But she used the recoil to her advantage, twisting and regaining her footing. Almost simultaneously, the burly white man behind her was already in her previous position.
The two were now positioned diagonally, one in front of the other, but their positions were reversed.
Lan Yan stood on one leg, her long, stunningly beautiful leg instantly raised high above her head like a taut bowstring.
Her thighs were strong and full, muscles stretched taut like thin sheets of wind-up steel, the lines of her calves and thighs gracefully undulating, exquisitely straight, like the most perfect combination of strength and beauty in an ancient Greek sculpture!
"Whoosh!"
The next second, her leopard-like muscles exploded completely, her long shin tearing through the air, striking the white man on the back of the neck, knocking him to the ground!
But he noticed that before she raised her leg, Lan Yan's thigh showed a subtle hesitation, a hesitation so slight that only a true martial arts master could detect it.
And in the instant she spread her legs, he seemed to see her plump, full vulva slightly parted in the pull, like a splitting peach blossom.
A glistening sheen of moisture shimmered between her labia, and he could even see a few droplets of what could be sweat or some other liquid scattering with the sudden movement.
Seemingly seeing an opportunity, another agile man rushed forward.