"Pop~"
"Sizzle~"
"Mmm...tsk...kiss~"
Moscow, the city center is like a paradise for the rich, with skyscrapers standing shoulder to shoulder, neon lights reflecting a kaleidoscope of colors across the night sky, its prosperity no less than that of Shanghai.
But on the city's outskirts lie numerous slums, a melting pot of all sorts... Yet, in a secluded corner, in a hidden, ordinary room, come the sounds of seductive moans.
The morning sunlight streams through the half-drawn curtains into the dimly lit room, illuminating three intertwined, naked bodies on the bed.
A dark-haired youth lies beneath him, flanked by two pale, naked women, one on top and one on the side. The one embracing him from the front is a blonde girl. Russian girls mature early; although only fourteen or fifteen, she already possesses a slender figure, with delicate breasts, long legs, and a curvaceous figure.
Like a crouching snow frog, she pressed herself against him, her two large, white, smooth breasts pressing against his chest. With each gentle wriggle of the girl's body, they rubbed and writhed, the supple flesh seemingly containing tiny, barely perceptible lumps—the unique sensation of a young girl's breasts was unexpectedly arousing.
"Sss...woo..."
Their lips were locked together. The girl was unusually proactive, though still quite inexperienced and clumsy, she passionately probed his mouth with her wet tongue. Their lips rubbed together, opening and closing, nibbling, until a trail of saliva trailed from the corners of their mouths.
The room was filled with the sounds of their deep, passionate kisses. In the brief pauses for breath, his gaze would shift slightly and fall upon the two overlapping, round, white mounds, instantly drawing his attention.
A naked mature woman flanked him, her wavy golden hair cascading over her voluptuous, fair skin. Her large, rounded breasts, like snowflakes, were full and rounded, their rims so swollen and prominent that even the base of the breasts appeared slightly narrow. The gourd-like breasts drooped slightly, yet their excessive fullness made them appear thickly piled beneath her ribs and sides.
Like slightly downward-pointing, long gourd-like breasts, the woman's allure was overwhelming; a mere glance at her revealed a breathtaking panorama of soft, white, snow-like flesh, trembling waves of milk, a powerful sense of being engulfed by a tidal wave of breasts.
Li Dong had witnessed the power of these breasts firsthand… During that lewd feast, with the men's vigorous thrusts, the breasts heaved and swayed, their peaks, slightly longer and fuller than pendant bells, rising and falling in an avalanche-like motion. The deep red nipples, like red plum blossoms amidst collapsing snow, cast streaks of red during the penetration.
Last night's memories were so vivid; though it shouldn't be, Li Dong still felt his lower abdomen growing even hotter.
Not to mention, his engorged penis was still being held in Yelena's hand, gently stroking it. His right leg was sandwiched between two plump thighs, a mound of soft, sticky, moist flesh pressing against his leg. The pubic hair on his labia and mons pubis was damp with vaginal fluid and sweat, like fuzzy, moist patches of fragrant grass.
The caressing created a strange allure and stimulation.
"Ugh~ Big brother, more kisses~"
His lips had only parted for a few seconds when the girl, Alice, pressed her lips against his again, her voice sweet and tearful, as if she were pleading.
Their four lips pressed intimately together once more, and the girl's small, fish-like tongue immediately slipped inside, its sweet saliva swirling, writhing, and licking against his, as if trying to merge with him.
A beautiful mother and daughter were on either side of him, their naked, snow-white bodies embracing him. It should have been a scene of unparalleled bliss, yet Li Dong's body felt a slight hardness; he hadn't expected things to develop this way.
Although he had resolved to save Alice, Li Dong, after much deliberation, decided against taking advantage of the girl while she was unconscious. He simply kissed her restrainedly, using the small amount of pure yang energy in his saliva to awaken her.
Strictly speaking, Alice was still a virgin a few days ago. After being brutally deflowered, she was mercilessly raped and ravaged by many men. Last night, while showering, Li Dong saw that the girl's vulva was swollen and red, and even after so much time, her labia majora were still slightly parted, the vaginal opening gaping open into a fleshy hole slightly larger than a chopstick, unable to close.
Her body was covered in countless hickeys and bruises. The girl, who was once like a delicate porcelain doll, looked as if she had been almost completely ruined, her body covered in wounds.
And Yelena, naturally, was in no better shape. Having been fucked almost non-stop for two days, she finally succumbed to exhaustion and drifted off to sleep while relaxing in the shower.
Even so, they clung to him tightly, as if grasping at a last straw…
So Li used his Yang True Qi to regulate their bodies and repair their dantian. Now he could freely use Yang True Qi; true qi imbued with pure Yang energy naturally benefited women. Yin and Yang are complementary; this is why a "pure child" is naturally attractive to women.
However, although there was a natural affinity, and women enjoyed being with a pure Yang body, what truly made them fall in love was that pure, innocent nature.
Yelena recovered well, but with Alice, it seemed to have the opposite effect. The young girl was naturally weak and couldn't withstand prolonged penetration; her vital Yin would be depleted, leading to weakness, but not such a rapid onset of illness.
It was the Yang True Qi that stirred the girl's remaining vital Yin, triggering Alice's body's self-preservation instinct, which prematurely caused internal imbalance.
Having regained consciousness, Alice was already deeply attached to the older brother who had saved her the night before, especially his scent, which made the girl feel incredibly comfortable. The tighter she held him, the more the icy, throbbing pain in her body eased.
That icy pain even transformed into a strange heat, a tingling, oily sensation in her lower body, making the girl incredibly shy, yet even more greedy for this warmth.
The exchange of kisses was an even more continuous flow of warmth. Despite her shyness, the girl instinctively clung to him, unwilling to separate even for a second.
Seeing her daughter's passionate kisses, Yelena couldn't help but be moved as well. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed, and her thighs clamped tightly around him, her full, curvaceous body seemingly wanting to melt into his.