Tang Lin suddenly withdrew his penis, changed position, and hoisted one of Jiang Yingji's jade-like legs onto his shoulder, making her lie on her side. Her breasts overlapped, the flesh overflowing, her slender waist sinking, making the curves of her hips even more full and striking.
Then he reached out and pinched one of her full, swollen breasts. In this position, her breasts resembled enormous, bell-shaped melons stacked together, too large to be fully grasped with one hand; the flesh even spilled out from between his fingers.
Her other hand reached for her buttocks, pinching and kneading them forcefully, pulling apart her wet labia.
The moist, tender flesh, the swollen, red labia, the slightly parted opening—all bloomed like flower petals for the first time. Deep within the opening, numerous folds gathered into tiny pores, about the thickness of chopsticks, like flower buds, undulating rhythmically with each breath. Most erotically, a pool of white fluid had yet to flow out.
Thick and viscous, almost like paste, it slowly approached the entrance with each contraction.
"Gurgle!"
Just as it was about to gush out, the enormous penis parted the labia and plunged deep inside. The viscous sound was muffled, as if squeezing the fluid back in before it could fully emerge.
But the tight vagina had no room for that much fluid; a ring of frothy white fluid squeezed out around the opening with a soft "squeak."
"Slap slap slap..."
Tang Lin thrust his hips, continuously pounding against Jiang Yingji's thighs. One of her long legs was resting on Tang Lin's shoulder, her entire calf almost extending beyond his shoulder. Each thrust hit the inside of her thigh first, causing her calf and jade-like foot to sway incessantly.
The thick, long, and massive, slightly reddish penis repeatedly entered and exited her two delicate, moist labia. Each time, it only penetrated one-third to two-thirds of the way in, resulting in a faster frequency, but the sound of water didn't decrease; instead, it seemed to increase.
"Gurgle, splat... gurgle... squish... gurgle...—"
The enormous glans flipped the plump labia majora in and out, the vaginal fluid seemingly overflowing. Each thrust felt like squeezing into a narrow passage filled with cheese, forcing out streams of vaginal fluid.
The upward curve of his penis in this position perfectly pressed against the labia, causing them to arch upwards. Each thrust brought forth streams of vaginal fluid that flowed from the labia below down to the buttocks, the white fluid trickling down in several streams from the buttocks and inner thighs.
With each impact, the fluid splashed and stretched, adding to the wet, sticky feeling, making it appear exceptionally lewd.
Suddenly, Tang Lin let out a low growl, his large penis thrusting deeply a dozen times in succession, finally shoving the entire length into her vagina. His swollen, egg-like glans pounded against her clitoris, ejaculating a torrent of semen. Jiang Yingji couldn't help but scream, her hips arching wildly, her plump buttocks trembling slightly.
"Hoo... I came, that was fucking amazing!"
The hot semen, with each throbbing of his penis, gushed out like molten lava, drenching the incredibly sensitive clitoris at the end of her vagina.
"Ah...uh...!"
Jiang Yingji trembled violently from the ejaculation, her jade-like feet curling tightly, her delicate toes turning slightly white from the effort.
Her shrill cry was cut short, leaving only the trembling of her cherry lips.
Tang Lin's pure yang bone marrow was unusually active, almost connecting with the entire space; at least for this moment, he was practically a true pure yang body.
In a daze, she truly felt as if her husband, Li Zhiyu, had ejaculated inside her—a strange, burning sensation, even her lower abdomen felt hot. Only, unlike her husband's lukewarm ejaculation, this time it was rapid and plentiful; his swollen, thick penis trembled, and at the moment of climax, it was even more engorged and tighter than before.
His vagina was stretched almost to its limit, burning hot and tingling. The glans, deep inside her, trembled, nearly tearing open the opening. The semen, hot and granular, impacted her, sending her into a numbing, intense climax!
Tang Lin, his face flushed, gritted his teeth and thrust his hips, ejaculating wildly. In his dazed state, he even felt something invisible inside him being released along with it.
Even with Zhao Ziran, he had never ejaculated so violently. And he wondered if it was just his imagination, but it seemed that the feeling of detachment was always stronger with the Queen of Shanghai.
However, as his penis was enveloped in her semen, the tingling and warm sensation quickly made Tang Lin forget all this, completely immersed in the pleasure of ejaculation.
However, he didn't know how much time had passed.
Tang Lin snapped out of his daze, looking down at the Shanghai Queen's reclining body, especially the copious amount of semen flowing between her two soft, red labia. He felt an intense sense of satisfaction and a desire to conquer.
Jiang Yingji, panting, had her head turned to the side. Her long, silky black hair cascaded down the bed, rising and falling with the folds of the fabric. Her breasts swayed gently with her breath, a few strands of wet hair clinging to them, creating an indescribably alluring contrast of black and white.
A fiery desire surged within Tang Lin, his large penis regaining its heat and throbbing. He was about to continue ravaging this stunningly beautiful body to vent his lust, but suddenly, as if possessed, he abandoned the idea.
Instead, he lowered his head and licked down Jiang Yingji's snowy neck, cupping her two large breasts and sucking them greedily.
"Sizzle, pop...—"
The two breasts were so full and plump, as if brimming with milk and cream, round and overflowing. He held them in his hands, their edges crossed, while his large mouth sucked on the rosy nipples, sometimes stretching, sometimes swaying, waves of milk rippling through them.
Having finished suckling, Tang Lin spread his arms and lifted Jiang Yingji's two beautiful legs.
He grasped her two jade-like feet in his hands, one on each side, following the smooth, delicate skin of her calves. His large hands caressed the smooth, pink soles, the touch as soft as a baby's bottom, as if coated with a layer of pearl powder, indescribably delicate and beautiful.
Tang Lin couldn't help but continue to caress them, from her slender ankles to her tender soles, feeling the indescribable tenderness. "How does she maintain her figure like that..."
He was captivated by the Shanghai Queen's physique. He had been with many women, but apart from Zhao Zhiran, none could compare to Jiang Yingji.
Actually, while there were women whose faces, whether surgically enhanced or not, could rival the Shanghai Queen and Zhao Zhiran, a woman's beauty was multifaceted. It wasn't just about the face; it also included temperament, figure, demeanor, skin...
Compared to the Shanghai Queen, those other women were simply unremarkable.
Only Zhao Zhiran could rival Jiang Yingji in this aspect!
Even though Tang Lin didn't know about the existence of the Pure Yin Body, he could sense Jiang Yingji's extraordinary nature. Moreover, Jiang Yingji was practically a "Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden," her body exquisitely perfect. Time, like fine wine, had added a mature and voluptuous charm to her, making her almost incomparable to any other beauty.
Women who could rival her were extremely rare; he'd only ever slept with Zhao Ziran… He hadn't yet touched Tang Lanyan, because Luo Shaowen didn't quite trust her.
So he wondered if making love with both Tang Lanyan and Zhao Ziran at the same time—it would truly be overwhelming, even for a god…