A scene of eroticism unfolded in the "cell."
The floor and bed were a mess, cluttered and wet, testifying to the intensity of the struggle.
On this disheveled, damp bed, a tall, slender woman with muscles as prominent as water, her figure as agile as a female leopard, straddled a middle-aged man. Her two snow-white thighs were spread wide, pressed completely against his waist and hips. Her knees and long, strong, shapely calves knelt on the bed, revealing her pinkish-orange, translucent, lotus-petal-like soles.
Her slender, steel-like waist writhed wantonly, causing her snow-white buttocks to sway back and forth. Her honeyed orifice sometimes opened and closed, sometimes twisted and turned, then suddenly thrust upwards, her large buttocks slapping repeatedly.
A pair of firm, full, and perky breasts swayed and heaved, their lower edges, though swollen and full, proudly forming a captivating curve. The flesh didn't sink into her chest and ribs, making her large, full breasts almost float in the air, incredibly alluring.
They bounced up and down like rabbits, their pointed breasts stubbornly returning to their original shape, a stunningly beautiful sight.
Beside the man, a voluptuous yet slender, perfectly proportioned, snow-white body sat, her two soft, supple breasts pressed against his arm and half of his chest.
Slender, snow-white hands caressed the man's naked, muscular body from top to bottom. Her head was raised to meet the middle-aged man's large mouth, her cherry lips rubbing against his thick lips, their tongues entwining, swirling, and swirling, a passionate, inseparable kiss.
Lust mingled with muffled moans and panting breaths.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man, Luo Shaowen, parted Zhao Zhiran's cherry lips, a long, thin stream of fluid trailing off.
He arched his back slightly, grasping Tang Lanyan's large, voluptuous breasts with both hands. He vigorously kneaded them, savoring their unparalleled elasticity and fullness, while his hips thrust upwards rapidly, like a pile driver.
"Slap slap slap slap..."
"Ugh...ah...um...ah..."
His enormous penis slid through the incredibly tight, tender orifice. Though extremely fast, it was anything but easy. The vaginal walls seemed to be intricately layered, with plump, creamy folds of flesh like sea lilies. Under the powerful grip of the vaginal muscles, they were like countless soft, slippery knives, enveloping, squeezing, and writhing, their movements like waves crashing against the shaft.
The pleasure was almost unbearable; if he didn't thrust quickly, he would be forced to ejaculate again in no time.
With each thrust of Luo Shaowen, the bed creaked and shook as if it were about to fall apart, not because of poor quality.
In fact, the bed beneath them was of impeccable military-grade quality.
Like the previous bed placed here, it was clearly not sturdy enough for the battlefield of their battle with the War Queen.
Each withdrawal of Luo Shaowen required almost all his strength to pull quickly from the tightly gripping, clenched vagina. The thick, parted labia still gripped his penis tightly, the tender, red flesh biting as it was pulled out. Besides the taut membrane around the entrance, there were also the intricately wrinkled, lily-like folds of vaginal fat.
All of it was moist and translucent, the white fluid almost solidified into a paste.
As Tang Lanyan approached her climax, the tightness of her vagina seemed to want to crush Luo Shaowen's heavy body onto the bed!
Needless to say, he thrust into her honeypot, slamming into her firm, full buttocks with a resounding thud, almost like a sumo wrestler's clash. Naturally, even the military-grade bed was nearly shattered!
After twenty or thirty heavy thrusts, Tang Lanyan finally let out a sob, her climax arriving in an instant.
Milk-colored fluids gushed from around her honeypot, overflowing even her large penis.
Luo Shaowen withdrew his dripping penis, pressing it onto Zhao Zhiran, pressing her snowy legs against her breasts and shoulders, aiming his shaft at her swollen, tender vulva. With a powerful thrust, he plunged in!
"Ah, ah... ooh... so deep... so hard! Ooh, you're fucking so hard~"
The bed swayed gently, supporting the relentless thrusting of the thick, red penis, as thick as a child's arm. Zhao Zhiru's plump, round buttocks were no less large than her sister Tang Lanyan's, but much softer and more supple, possessing just the right amount of muscle to maintain elasticity, yet as soft and yielding as snow.
As it was slapped, it rippled with astonishing waves of flesh, bobbing and swaying on the bed like a ripe peach, the large penis pounding wildly.
Zhao Zhiru's vagina was indeed tight, but unlike her sister Tang Lanyan's, it wasn't so airtight that it felt like it would melt your very bones.
Her tender vagina, the delicate muscle groups of her vagina, had been well-developed. Even without conscious control, it gave a feeling of being at home, like soaking in a hot spring—not an oppressive tightness, but a tender, intimate embrace, perfectly accommodated.
Of course, just before Luo Shaowen ejaculated, the rapid, deep thrusts of his swollen, hot, rock-hard penis caused her to break down somewhat.
Glistening vaginal fluid flowed down her snow-white buttocks, originating from her being fucked, the white semen flowing like a slowly writhing stream.
"Slap slap slap slap...!"
Zhao Zhiran cried out, clutching the sheets, her mind conjuring images of her delicate, white feet, her toes curled and convulsing.
Finally, the bed creaked.
Luo Shaowen pressed his hips deeply, his entire penis plunging into her vagina, pressing against her tender, soft core, and ejaculating violently!
The ejaculation made Luo Shaowen a little dizzy, but after a whole day of fierce fighting, his pure yang heart had become docile again.
And his penis finally softened slightly…
But suddenly, he felt two mouths approach his crotch. Looking down, he saw Zhao Ziran, her ample buttocks raised, tilting her head slightly to suckle his penis from the side.
War Queen Tang Lanyan, facing the monstrous penis, still wore the expression of someone facing a highly threatening weapon, but her cheeks were flushed with a drunken blush, and her eyes, while wary, involuntarily held a hint of dazedness.
Her luscious red lips parted, and with practiced ease, she took the large glans into her mouth, sucking for a while. As if imitating her sister Zhao Ziran, she lowered her head and swallowed the entire banana-sized penis.
Her red lips reached the base, her snow-white neck naturally swelling slightly. Tang Lanyan's face regained its dazed look, her neck recoiled, and her lips and cheeks pressed tightly against the shaft, stretching slightly.
"Sizzle—"
As if drawn by an irresistible force, the entire penis suddenly tightened, a strange, indescribable pulling sensation washing over it. Not only did the glans feel like it was being gnawed at, but even the base of the penis seemed to be subtly sucked out.
Tang Lanyan's head bobbed back and forth slightly. A clear lip-shaped demarcation was visible where her lips had touched the shaft; everything above that was bright red.
Tang Lanyan's red lips parted with a soft "pop," but the next second Zhao Ziran's head was close, her cherry lips deeply plunging into the large penis.
Zhao Zhiran had just finished sucking when Tang Lanyan took over…
After only two rounds, Luo Shaowen was already dizzy from ejaculating into the War Queen's mouth.
But his limp penis was slowly sucked back up by Zhao Zhiran's hot spring-like mouth. The War Queen mounted him, and he felt a sudden numbness, as if he were being squeezed and sucked by countless fingers…
Another fierce battle ensued, sweat, vaginal fluids, semen, and saliva mingling together, accompanied by occasional cries of pleasure, animalistic panting, and the creaking of the bed.
It seemed like it would continue until dawn!
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The faint light shone on the mountains.
Li Dong stood atop a mountain peak, the outline of a heavily fortified base faintly visible in the deep, dark light.
After leaving the airport yesterday, he took a taxi out of the city and began his trek into the mountains in a secluded place.
Using his general sense of direction and memory as a guide, after a long trek, he finally arrived at your location.