The crotch naturally nestled between her labia, making the two delicate labia majora bulge slightly outwards.
They were already soaking wet.
Luo Shaowen effortlessly pulled aside Tang Lanyan's panties, his large penis pressing against her thick, tender labia. With a soft "whoosh," it slid into her wet, tight, and taut vagina.
Using Tang Lanyan's own weight, his penis plunged all the way in, milky-white fluid gushing out from between her parted labia with a "whoosh," almost instantly smearing half of his penis.
"Mmm...ah..."
Tang Lanyan naturally let out a moan, her face slightly raised, her cheeks flushed pink.
Her eyes were closed, seemingly unwilling to see Luo Shaowen's face.
Luo Shaowen wrapped his arms around Tang Lanyan's slender, firm waist, his buttocks creaking and twisting on the bed.
Tang Lanyan's waist and hips tensed, the firm, smooth muscles flowing beneath her beautiful back, trembling slightly.
A soft "Ah!" escaped her lips.
Taking advantage of Tang Lanyan's open mouth, Luo Shaowen kissed her deeply. He seemed to hold a mouthful of water in his mouth, his cheeks puffing out, his lips slightly damp.
Perhaps sensing the moisture, Tang Lanyan opened her jaw, her red lips naturally pressing against Luo Shaowen's.
"Slurp...mmm, gulp~"
Their lips sucked and pressed together, one moving her cheek, the other her chin and neck.
Her red lips, glistening with moisture, pressed tightly against Luo Shaowen's. When Luo Shaowen shifted his position, her red lips followed.
They looked like lovers, turning and twisting, lips and chins moving and biting, noses rubbing, exploring each other with wet kisses from various angles.
After all this, it was unclear whether she received more water or ingested more of Luo Shaowen's saliva.
Suddenly, their lips parted.
It turned out that Luo Shaowen had his arm around Tang Lanyan's slender waist, and his lower body began to thrust. The sensation was thick and sticky, like walking through muddy ground.
His large penis was partially hidden behind her buttocks, thrusting into her honeyed orifice with each stroke. Without the scraping and tight grip of the hymen, although her honeyed orifice was still incredibly tight, its inner folds plump and sticky, intricately intertwined, like a tightly closed anemone within a taut abdomen.
The strong vaginal muscles contracted repeatedly, both as if resisting an invasion and as if a thousand infant mouths were sucking relentlessly, yet the lubrication was incredibly abundant, each fold churning with a milky, chyme-like fluid.
And with each powerful thrust of the glans into her clitoris, the wetness and stickiness intensified.
The thrusting was surprisingly smooth, yet it felt like a gentle haven concealing a deadly danger. The powerful contractions of the vaginal muscles felt like thin steel plates constricting the extremely narrow vaginal canals, with countless warm, moist folds repeatedly brushing, writhing, and squeezing.
The intense pleasure brought with it tingling, a dull, numbing sensation, more arousing than a thousand mouths sucking simultaneously.
One wrong move, and he might burst into a gush of fluid, wishing he could ejaculate both testicles inside!
However, Luo Shaowen had almost attained a "pseudo-pure yang constitution," his physique stronger than ever before, no less than Tang Lanyan's.
Moreover, Zhao Zhiran, as his good younger sister, possessed a mouth and tender orifice that were not far behind. Having trained for so long within Zhao Zhiran's body, his stamina had also greatly improved.
The scalding hot, rock-hard penis moved in and out of Tang Lanyan's tight, tender honey hole with ease.
"Ah, hum...ya, ahh...!"
Although Tang Lanyan's eyes were still closed, her cries grew clearer and louder. She would bite her lip, but soon couldn't help letting out a soft "ah."
The moans, though still monotonous, were shorter and more impatient. Occasionally, a soft whimper would escape her lips, like a faint sob, tinged with a hint of coquettishness—hardly believing they came from the mouth of the strong, fierce queen.
Her delicate body bounced up and down in Luo Shaowen's arms. Her two firm, smooth, large, snow-white buttocks rippled with waves. Her slender waist twisted and arched, her snow-white skin shimmering with a faint pinkish flush, glistening with fragrant sweat, making it appear even smoother and more delicate.
Her incredibly long, white-stockinged legs were wrapped impatiently around Luo Shaowen's lower back. Her once incredibly agile legs and feet, capable of bending steel and leaving footprints on armored vehicles, now appeared delicate and tender under the white silk stockings. Her small feet were intertwined, the soles slightly curled in unbearable discomfort.
"Slap, slap, slap…"
The continuous slapping sounds of her buttocks sometimes changed tone. Luo Shaowen didn't just thrust deeply; sometimes he would plunge in deeply, causing Tang Lanyan's pert buttocks to bounce up and down with him. Each thrust was very small, the movements extremely quick and short.
The splashing sounds from beneath her buttocks seemed to blend together, a continuous, gurgling sound that was incredibly arousing.
The sound of water was actually louder and deeper when the thrusts were more forceful. His penis was tightly gripped by her honeyed orifice, the large glans almost never leaving her soft, plump flower core, continuously pounding in and out like a trembling vibration.
Tang Lanyan's reaction became intense, her waist trembling like a carp released from water. Her full, firm breasts, round like a wasp's belly, pressed against Luo Shaowen's chest, changing shape like dough being repeatedly kneaded.
"Ah, ah, ah ah...!"
Her small mouth opened slightly, her breaths short and rapid. She would sometimes shake her head, tossing her ponytail, and sometimes arch her neck, letting out a high-pitched scream.
Tang Lanyan's voice wasn't as high-pitched as other women's; it was steady with a slight huskiness. Now, her scream, trembling, was surprisingly deep, sexy, and melodious.
"Mmm, sizzle... sizzle...!"
Suddenly, the screams stopped abruptly. Luo Shaowen had kissed her. Although it wasn't "feeding water" anymore, their lips were still locked in a passionate kiss.
While kissing, Luo Shaowen's hip muscles writhed, pulling Tang Lanyan's lithe, perfect, snow-white body to her feet. Connected from top to bottom, they walked towards the water outlet like conjoined twins.