In just a moment, a thin Southeast Asian man lay down, and another white man tried to flank her from behind. But Tang Lanyan seemed to have eyes in the back of her head; she suddenly raised her long, slender legs, twisted her body half a circle to the side, and her fair legs swept across like whips of refined steel, leaving a white shadow.
Tang Lanyan's legs were spread wide, the muscles beneath her buttocks bulging like basketballs, her thighs incredibly round and firm, her calves shapely and long, the muscles bulging, the snow-white skin like taut steel. Between her buttocks and full thighs, her swollen labia were thick and plump, like a split peach. Having just been penetrated, the edges of the thick labia were a faint, soft red.
Glistening with moisture, the thick, seaweed-like folds around her vulva trembled excitedly, a trickle of semen flowing out.
With rapid movements, it stretched into a long, glistening thread, incredibly erotic.
Her two large, round buttocks were so full and tight that the line from her thighs to her anus was clearly visible. The pink petals were dense, and her small, tight anus, seemingly impenetrable even by a needle, was exposed.
The area between her buttocks was even more moist, not just sweat, but also urine that hadn't yet drained…
Instantly, a fragrant breeze wafted over.
A small foot, also glistening with a crystalline liquid, kicked at the side of the face. The delicate, fair foot that had once slid across Qin Yan's penis now felt like a heavy hammer. A crisp "crack" rang out, and half the person's face instantly contorted in pain.
The person was sent flying backward like an arrow, knocked unconscious, without even having time to scream.
The other person was also stunned, watching helplessly as the War Queen's slender, pink fist loomed large before their eyes…
Even affected by the chip, and with her strength still waning after being subjected to the electric shock, the War Queen was still the War Queen.
If one's strength was insufficient, forget about engaging her in the next phase of intense "hand-to-hand combat."
However, Zhao Zhiran knew that Luo Shaowen would absolutely not give her sister time to rest and recover.
Suppressing her inner worry, she turned and followed Luo Shaowen out of the small room.
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After walking through several corridors, in another dark room… Intermittently, terrifying low growls and panting could be heard.
The faint, seductive moans of a woman could also be heard, though the sounds were indistinct, as if coming from an electronic device.
Zhao Zhiran saw a sturdy restraint frame in the center of the room, with mechanical arms holding a tall, robust white man.
He had dark brown hair, and his naked body was covered in thick, curly chest and leg hair, resembling a Siberian bear in human skin.
Andrei.
Zhao Zhiran wouldn't mistake him; she had a deep impression of this Russian superhuman she had once had a "bond with."
His massive, bear-like body was suspended from the ground like the crucifixion of Jesus, his legs off the ground, a throbbing, terrifyingly red penis between his legs, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the electronic screen in front of him.
Zhao Zhiran knew that although Andrei's physique resembled a bear, his mind was filled with great anguish and rationality. A desire as palpable as a bear's, coupled with a sensitive yet rational heart, formed a contradictory combination.
But now, it seemed that the rational part of Andrei had completely vanished.
On the large screen before him, a voluptuous, naked Russian woman with curly brown hair was projected.
She was around forty years old, the prime of a Russian woman's maturity and fullness.
But she was surrounded by a group of black men, one of whom sat beneath her large, white buttocks, his thick, erect penis inserted between her thick, hairy labia.
The contrast between her snow-white skin and his dark penis was striking.
The prolonged intercourse had left her labia and penis covered in semen, the large penis still thrusting upwards with each stroke, making a splashing, slurring sound.
And several large black hands were kneading and groping her alabaster-white body.
Two exceptionally plump, glistening breasts trembled slightly, no longer as erect as in their youth, yet still firm and full, large as melons.
Oval in shape, slightly pointed, they slanted downwards from the broad chest, like water sacs brimming with milk.
The round, smooth rims of the breasts extended beyond the elbows, the light brown areolas as large as the palm, with a distinct patchy border, exuding a mature allure.
The deep red nipples, erect and pointed like two purple grapes, stood upright like pillars of flesh, full and concave in the center, faintly containing a hint of white.
Two large, dark hands reached out, their fan-like fingers kneading and deforming the snow-white, smooth flesh, then suddenly pinched hard, and several streams of milky white fluid spurted from the nipples.
Seven or eight streams of liquid cascaded through the air, the farthest shooting half a meter, while the closest merely trickled down the plump rims of her erect nipples.
Upon closer inspection, the beautiful woman's belly was slightly protruding…
And seeing the ring of erect penises around her, it wasn't hard to imagine the reason for her pregnancy.
Zhao Ziran pursed her cherry lips. She remembered Andrei saying he had a mother, whom he had shown his extraordinary abilities to immediately after awakening them.
However, the bestial desires brought on by his transformation completely spiraled out of control in front of his voluptuous and beautiful biological mother…
When he regained consciousness, his mother's lamb-like body was covered in the marks of lust, semen gushing from her swollen, tender labia majora like a spring.
He had not only violated his own mother, but had even planted a seed within that sacred womb…
It was this experience that led Andrei to leave home, become a priest, and adopt children who had lost their homes in the war. Zhao Ziran knew that she and her son, along with the orphans adopted by Andrei, had been controlled by Luo Shaowen, all used to control this Russian giant bear.
Hearing the commotion, Andrei turned around. Seeing Luo Shaowen, his face showed hatred mixed with a hint of fear, and he let out a threatening growl like a wild beast.
But upon seeing Zhao Ziran beside him, a complex look flashed in his eyes. First, a hint of admiration mingled with shame and pain, then he seemed to be stimulated by Zhao Ziran's naked, snow-white body beneath her white coat.
It was a look of lust and greed, like a wild bear coveting honey!
His eyes were fixed on Zhao Ziran's firm, full breasts, her snow-white waist and hips, her alluring triangle…