Without hesitation, Lan Yan switched positions with her left and right feet, spun halfway around, and swung her long ponytail.
She lifted her left toe onto her tiptoe, and with a swift side kick, her other smooth, delicate foot sent the man, whose face was vaguely Asian, contorting his features as if his flesh had rippled on the surface of water after bearing a tremendous force.
He was sent flying to the side!
He left a trail of sweat on the ground, but only bounced once before skillfully flipping over and landing on his stomach like a frog.
He gasped for breath for a few seconds before standing up.
Then, he noticed the man looked vaguely familiar.
Although a red, swollen footprint was clearly visible on his cheek, he still recognized him:
Qin Yan!
Qin Yan, scrambling to his feet, shook his head as if stunned by the kick, but immediately focused his gaze on Tang Lanyan. His expression was both wounded and fanatical. He pushed off the ground and shot towards Tang Lanyan like an arrow.
He rejoined the naked assault on Lanyan.
The strong black man, who had lost a leg and an arm and was now using mechanical replacements, also pounced. Several others, seemingly experienced, were also getting up one by one.
Lanyan's figure was thus engulfed by the naked men.
Li Dong felt a surge of anxiety. He wanted to check on Lanyan's safety again, but the scene before him grew farther and farther away, increasingly blurry, and waves of exhaustion washed over him.
Exhaustion and drowsiness surged like a tide; the kind of mental exhaustion that comes with despair is the hardest to resist.
Ultimately, overwhelming weariness drowned out all images…
......
In a small, specially designed room in the basement of the research institute, fitted with one-way glass, came a series of tight, sucking sounds, like rubber glued to a pestle.
Luo Shaowen, wearing only an open bathrobe, held a glass of blood-red wine beside him, watching with keen interest through the one-way glass.
The exciting, naked "fight," along with the sounds of combat, were transmitted flawlessly through the speakers, creating a powerful "viewing" effect across the entire wall, almost like watching a live 3D movie from the most prestigious seats.
And kneeling between his thighs and knees was a beautiful, snow-white body with a shapely back, full hips, a slender waist, and narrow shoulders.
If Li Dong were here, he would definitely recognize her—it was his beloved Zhi Ran!
At this moment, she was buried between Luo Shaowen's legs, her long, silky black hair cascading down her snow-white back. Her head was tilted back, her face rhythmically bobbing up and down.
Because her small mouth was tightly sucking on a large, dark, and menacing penis, almost as thick as a child's arm.
Her lips were stretched wide, her cherry lips slightly pursed from sucking, her snow-white cheeks incredibly sunken. With each rise and fall of her snow-white neck, she smoothly sucked the incredibly large penis, which was far too large for her small mouth, deep into her mouth.
Her tender lips were etched with delicate lines, leaving a glistening trail as she withdrew.
"Sizzle~"
"Ah..." Luo Shaowen placed his hand on her head, exhaled softly, and revealed a hint of approval.
"So many people can give oral sex, but no one's technique is better than yours," Luo Shaowen exclaimed. "Zhao, you're such a waste that you don't find a man sooner."
Zhao Ziran paused slightly upon hearing this, then focused even more intently on the large penis in her mouth. Each time she sucked on the glans, her smooth tongue would lick it from the foreskin to the tip, making a soft, wet sound as it reached the top of the glans.
Her tongue skillfully and deftly hooked and licked the deep coronal sulcus beneath the glans, followed by a deep throat.
The powerful vacuum suction technique made the entire penis feel like it was being pulled down, from tip to base, numb and tingling.
At the same time, as she pulled back, she sucked on the glans like pulling a radish.
This whole sequence would make even a sexually potent man like the Black Chief lose control and ejaculate all over Zhao Ziran's mouth!
Luo Shaowen's breathing only became slightly erratic as a sign of approval, as he continued to sip his red wine while enjoying the ecstatic sucking sensation beneath him.
He watched Tang Lanyan's spectacular "performance" unfold.
After a while, he gently lifted Zhao Ziran's chin, signaling her to spit out his penis.
Zhao Ziran sucked on the penis and pulled it up. When the large, wet penis, glistening with saliva, was completely withdrawn, it appeared to have lost all its hardness. The penis was clean, showing no sign of ejaculation.
The shaft was covered with worm-like, winding veins, faintly tinged with red, hot and burning. Even though it had only been withdrawn a short time, the saliva on it was already showing signs of drying.
Zhao Ziran looked at it with complicated emotions. Her tender vagina was still faintly numb, hot, and swollen… At this moment, she didn't know what the red capsule Luo Shaowen had given her was, but she already had a vague guess.
When Luo Shaowen stepped out of the sitz bath, she knelt and swallowed his large penis, absorbing his semen. Her body became unbearably hot afterward.
What happened afterward was somewhat hazy, even with her extraordinary memory.
She vividly remembered that just walking to the room, with her legs spread wide and him thrusting into her, she had already orgasmed at least three times. Waves of pleasure washed over her, leaving her utterly defenseless!
It was something far more powerful than any aphrodisiac.
It awakened her most primal and instinctive desires, and she was essentially powerless to resist that strongest instinct. She had never been so out of control when fucked like this before.
Completely out of control, her tender vagina gripped tightly, overflowing with moisture and slick with fluid, as if every cell in her body was cheering and actively seeking his penis!
If Andrei were to experience this again, he would surely widen his eyes in astonishment. It felt as if hundreds of tiny mouths, brimming with thick, sticky semen, enveloped his penis, sucking it eagerly and intensely with varying degrees of force.
When the penis was pulled back, the suction intensified, stretching the tender, pink flesh of the vaginal opening like scattered flowers. Insertion was like a wave, scraping and rubbing, the vaginal muscles relaxing preemptively, allowing the enormous penis to easily penetrate deep into the core!
Far more proactive than before!
More importantly, the secretion of fluid was abundant, the vagina both wet and hot. Each thrust squeezed out more from the tight opening, quickly turning it into a thick, white, frothy liquid.
The intoxicating pleasure was overwhelming; even an iron man couldn't endure it for long!
But Luo Shaowen's thrusting never stopped. Zhao Zhiran cried and convulsed, wave after wave of orgasms leaving her no room to breathe, overwhelming her ability to think.
Her entire body responded, no longer under her control, spontaneously and wildly twisting her hips, biting and sucking at the hot, thick penis!
Finally, exceeding her body's limits, she fainted as if swallowed by a tidal wave.
Her consciousness was only brought back by the stimulation of the orgasm. She didn't know how long she had been unconscious; her vagina was wet and hot, yet the iron-hard penis continued its relentless pounding.
The sheets were soaked, the damp sensation spreading down her back and shoulders, centered on her buttocks!
That night, Zhao Zhiran drank water several times, until she was almost completely dehydrated.
When she awoke lazily and tired in the morning, the sheets were half wet and half dry, not a single spot clean…
Her vagina felt numb; even the slightest movement sent shivers of heat and tingling sensations through her, like a tingling, itchy sensation, as if the large penis hadn't been withdrawn yet.
But thankfully, Zhao Ziran had regained her senses, though she also noticed that her body seemed to have become much more sensitive…