After finishing with the pair of jade-like feet, the old servant moved his lips upward along her calves and thighs.
He kissed her shapely legs—clad in sheer stockings—over and over again, yet remained intoxicated and unsatisfied, feeling his cock stirring with restless desire. He rejoiced inwardly; it seemed the risk taken to procure those stockings had not been in vain.
Seizing the moment, he gathered the "Queen of Shanghai's" supple, luscious body into his arms, holding her face-to-face on the sofa.
His tongue traced a path from her slender, swan-like neck up to her chin. With one hand clasping her waist and the other cradling her soft, massive breasts, his fingers sank deep into the snowy, yielding flesh. He squeezed firmly—the web of his hand gripping the soft mound—causing the breast to bulge and deform violently; the cherry-red nipple atop the perky, plump peak seemed to respond, swelling instantly and spurting several jets of milky-white fluid.
The spray landed in a scattered pattern—hitting the small dimple of the nipple, the surrounding skin, and the old servant himself. Many droplets of the milky fluid trickled down from the raised, cherry-red areola—which stood out like a small hill—tracing the curve of the breast's underside until they dripped down like rain from the full, rounded swell.
The fresh milk splashing onto the old servant was rich in fat; unable to cling to the skin, it rolled off in distinct droplets, bouncing back and forth between their bodies.
An extraordinarily rich, creamy fragrance filled the air, intoxicating to the senses.
The old servant's breathing grew heavy; heedless of the overwhelming potency of the nectar, he lowered his head to cup Jiang Yingji's voluptuous, snow-white breasts and licked them voraciously. With a mix of sucking and lapping, he licked the massive, soft mounds—shaped like teardrops heavy with milk—until they were completely clean, not even sparing the glistening, fragrant beads of sweat. He sucked with such voracious greed—lingering endlessly, as if intent on devouring Jiang Yingji's perfect breasts and the milk within them all at once.
After finishing that, he lifted his head to find and kiss her cherry-red lips; meanwhile, that pair of creamy, smooth, and voluptuous breasts remained pressed tight against his chest, the flesh spilling out from her sides like a pair of thick, snowy steamed buns.
A warm, slick sensation spread from where their bodies touched, accompanied by the rich fragrance of the milk that had been squeezed out.
*Slurp... smack...*
The old servant held her waist with one hand and kneaded her buttocks with the other, rubbing intimately against the naked body of the "Queen of Shanghai." Yet, the greed in his mouth never wavered; he even sucked out her smooth, tender tongue, gently holding her lovely head in place.
He sucked until their saliva grew thick and viscous; Jiang Yingji, though unconscious, gasped and furrowed her brows. Only then did he reluctantly let go, tilting her head back as a glistening silver thread of saliva stretched and finally snapped. Her silky, dark hair cascaded down, swaying violently with the man's movements against her breasts.
Sensing his cock heating up below, the old servant laid Jiang Yingji back down on the sofa.
He then crouched, his withered, claw-like hands pressing against her knees to spread her long, shapely, and voluptuous legs wide apart; her flexibility was superb, and they were pushed almost into a full split.
Her rounded buttocks and full mound of Venus were instantly laid bare before the old servant—plump and prominent. Her luscious, tender pussy glistened with a hint of moisture, slightly parted by the tension of her spreading thighs. Even so, those thick, tender, snow-white labia parted only enough to reveal a narrow slit less than a finger's breadth wide; the peach-pink flesh within glistened alluringly with moisture, while the delicate, petite petals remained tightly pressed together.
The glistening moisture spread from that honeyed slit down to the "chrysanthemum"—an area of exquisite tenderness featuring delicate, radiating folds that formed a slight depression with a cherry-red center, fading into a soft, lotus-root pink at the edges.
Coated in the slick of arousal, it resembled a dew-kissed daisy blooming in the morning light.
The old servant's tongue-tip flicked out; the rough texture of his tongue rasped across the tender blossom before sweeping upward to pry open the plump, fleshy folds, grinding against the delicate inner labia and tracing a path all the way to the cherry-pink pearl at the top.
"Mmm..."
Curving the tip of his tongue upward, he thrust it against the erect, tender clitoris, flicking it rapidly from side to side. Jiang Yingji's body shuddered instantly; her willow-leaf brows knit together, and her elegant, rosy lips parted slightly to release a breathy, involuntary moan of exquisite torment.
The servant's rough, broad tongue then moved downward, suddenly forcing its way into the tight, tender vaginal opening. He swirled it in a circle, then pushed deeper to swirl it again, before finally withdrawing and licking the path from the vaginal entrance back up to the clitoris.
"Ah... ha..."
A light sheen of fragrant sweat broke out over Jiang Yingji's body, flushing her snow-white skin a soft pink. Her plump, tender labia fluttered slightly as a creamy-white nectar welled up from the opening, releasing a rich, exotic perfume reminiscent of orchids and musk.
The servant's teasing had actually coaxed a small climax from her; yet, before the honeyed fluid could flow out, he curled his tongue and thrust it into the opening, lapping and sucking greedily, swallowing the nectar as it came. Licking the corner of his mouth, the old servant glanced down; amidst the tangled growth below, a dark, gaunt-looking cock had risen. In truth, the sexual organ of this body was not small—it was well above average for an ordinary man.
However, because the circulation in this vegetative body had withered, its appearance was unsightly; the skin was shriveled and thin. Yet, this very fact made the bulging blue veins stand out starkly, while the glans retained the fresh, pinkish-red hue of a newborn infant.