However, this last vestige of reason was quickly swallowed by pleasure…
It was a fiery, intense act of lovemaking. She cried, her head thrown back in ecstasy, a powerful wave of pleasure washing over her like a torrential downpour.
She was covered in fragrant sweat, feeling as if she were in a scorching desert, parched and thirsty. Her breath was a mixture of heat and desire, a heat that even the blast of air conditioning couldn't alleviate.
Only the constant in-and-out thrusting of his large penis brought a pleasant, cooling sensation, which only intensified the flow of fluid, drenching his burning shaft and even soaking the sheets beneath her.
She didn't know how many times she had orgasmed; each time felt like a volcanic eruption, the pleasure intoxicating and unforgettable, the aftershocks almost completely overwhelming her.
Finally, she didn't even know when her uncle pulled out his penis and left.
However, she had calmed down a lot now, feeling extremely ashamed of having repeatedly lost herself in orgasms on the bed she had slept in with Xiao Dong.
But she couldn't break free from the shackles of pleasure, only able to rise and fall in the sea of desire, drifting with the tide, following her uncle's "direction."
This complex feeling gave her the illusion of being back to when her uncle first violated her.
"Want to answer?" Her uncle's smiling voice rang out again, even making a move to pick up the phone.
She couldn't help but shake her head, crying, "No... Waaah... Don't answer..."
"Then what do you want?" Luo Shaowen's lips curled up, his hands caressing Xue Tang's plump buttocks. Her vagina, wet from her orgasms, was parted like a split peach, the bright red flesh inside trembling and still dripping with lustful fluid.
He leaned down and gently blew on her tender vulva, continuing his "coaxing" words: "Just like before, you know how to be so affectionate. My good niece, tell your uncle what you want."
Xue Tang cried and shook her hips: "I want... Uncle's... big..."
"Big what?"
Luo Shaowen guided his burning hot penis against her smooth, plump vulva. Her labia immediately "bite" onto it; the thick, soft flesh, as tender as congealed fat, half-bited the glans, constantly releasing moisture, creating a subtle suction.
"Ah, um~ Uncle... you're so naughty~"
Xue Tang moaned dazedly, her body burning with heat, unable to resist genuinely swaying her hips and acting coquettishly.
Luo Shaowen chuckled, his arm slipping under Xue Tang's armpit and grasping her full, swollen breasts. His fingers dug into her flesh, her delicate, supple body seeming to welcome him, like cradling a shapely ball of snow, making his palms numb with its stickiness.
With a squeeze of her breasts, Xue Tang let out a sharp "Ah!", her breath becoming plaintive and tearful. If not for his large hands gripping her breasts, she would have almost collapsed.
Luo Shaowen held her large breasts. Xue Tang's back was slender, her waist delicate, her shoulders slightly raised, her figure exquisite and thin, accentuating her long, slender spine, her overall shape resembling an inverted triangle, like a butterfly.
Her large breasts were clearly visible from behind, their full, rounded curves bulging like teardrops, exceptionally alluring and eye-catching.
Now, under the kneading of his large hands, the full flesh of her breasts changed shape like snowflakes, sometimes rolled into balls, sometimes squeezed until they overflowed from between his fingers, appearing even softer, fuller, and incredibly elastic.
"Mmm, oh..." Xue Tang's entire body trembled more and more, her buttocks sometimes frozen, sometimes swaying, even subtly arching upwards, unconsciously swaying gently, as if rubbing her labia against the glans, as if anticipating something.
"Ah, oh~ Uncle... no~ it's so sore... I need to pee!"
Suddenly, the phone rang again, and Xue Tang froze, her voice suddenly becoming softer, her beautiful back and buttocks tensing, as if she were forcibly enduring.
Luo Shaowen suddenly pinched Xue Tang's rosy nipple, then released his hands, only lightly poking her tender opening with the glans. Xue Tang's voice, however, couldn't be suppressed, changing little by little, even incorporating the sound of water.
Finally, her slender waist, a symbol of resistance, seemed to sink downwards against her will, the penis embedding more deeply into her thick, moist labia, scraping tightly with each tremor.
"Oh..." Xue Tang suddenly covered her mouth, as if unable to bear the intense scraping between her thighs, her plump, snow-white buttocks trembling and swaying gently from side to side. But her labia still seemed to greedily suckle at the glans, showing no sign of leaving.
Luo Shaowen, looking down, kneaded her round, full buttocks, occasionally gently rubbing her anus, admiring the soft, tight pink lines contracting and pulsating.
He couldn't help but sigh; his niece Xue Tang's allure was indeed in no way inferior to Tang Lanyan's. If fucking the Queen was a sweaty, naked battle of flesh, the intense reaction at climax was like taming a wild horse, exhilarating and surging.
Her body was too powerful; winning was naturally ridiculously difficult—even her soaked panties, as spoils of war, filled the entire clothes rack, eventually overflowing, and were scattered carelessly on the bed and floor, the musky, pungent smell almost intoxicating.
—No one could deny that those intensely passionate battles were indeed fierce engagements.
In the end, the Queen of War had climaxed so many times that there was no room to step onto the bed.
This was a temporary truce, but it didn't mean he had conquered her.
Such intense, naked physical combat was exhausting even for him, so naturally, his first instinct was to seek out his eldest niece.
Unlike the Queen of War, Xue Tang's pure yin body was incredibly delicate and alluring, sweet, smooth, and soft. No part of her body could resist a man's teasing; a little teasing would elicit gasps and moans, her tender orifice flowing with desire.
Her snow-white skin, jade-like breasts, vagina, and jade-like legs were all incredibly arousing.
And when penetration occurred, the tender, soft flesh sucked and scraped against him, clinging and writhing, tightly gripping his penis during orgasm. Combined with the unique, intoxicating sweetness of her pure yin body, the pleasure was no less than that of the Queen of War, Tang Lanyan.
But compared to the Queen of War, who was as strong and resilient as a leopard and had a high barrier to entry for penetration, Xue Tang was suitable for everyone. Whether a top expert or a street thug, everyone could find a sublime experience with Xue Tang.
Moreover, he knew his niece's beauty lay in her inherent elegance and purity, as pristine and gentle as a snow lotus untouched by worldly dust.
However, her body would constantly betray this elegance and purity. Every man who had secretly enjoyed this purity while she was unconscious gave her the highest praise.
But the most satisfying feeling of conquest came from having sex with her while she was awake.
Because Xue Tang's consciousness seemed to constantly resist her body and pleasure, yet it was easily "defeated," involuntarily sinking into a vortex of pleasure.
Some of the small details were extremely captivating: shaking her head and crying when she reached orgasm, her hands tightly gripping the sheets, her beautiful face, like a pear blossom in the rain, tinged with both pleasure and shame…
Truly, she was lewd without being wanton, alluring without being obsequious; the pleasure derived from ravaging this purity was unimaginable.
She was simply the perfect sex machine.
Having just tamed a wild horse like the War Queen, it was time to wash away the weariness in the gentle embrace of his niece…
He continued to tease her, escalating the stimulation as the phone rang.
When the ringing stopped, a smile played on Luo Shaowen's lips. He thrust his hips forward, parting her smooth, creamy labia, and plunged deep inside.
Amidst the plaintive moans of pleasure, the air in the room seemed to be reignited by desire…