Before, Jiang Yun's penis was already covered with Luan Erjie's vaginal fluid, making it both moist and slippery. Although it stretched Du Juan's crotch painfully when inserted, it was still slippery.
But that's mostly the feeling when it's being stretched open. As the dragon thrusts and grinds inside, you don't feel much pain. Instead, the feeling of lubrication gradually intensifies.
Strangely enough, as Jiang Yun moved his lower body, the giant dragon penetrated Du Juan, causing her increasing pain, even more unbearable than before.
But with each thrust, a strange pleasure surged through her heart, especially in the valley where the skin was connected, where pleasure welled up, as if the force had penetrated inside, yet she felt increasingly empty inside.
The satisfaction of being filled by thrusting into her chrysanthemum mingled with the emptiness of thirst in her valley, creating an extremely strange and intense feeling that caused Dujuan to gradually moan, her snowy buttocks swaying and gently moving.
Seeing Dujuan's reaction, Jiang Yun knew that Dujuan was aroused. He became increasingly excited as he thrust in and out. Although he didn't thrust wildly, he was still very forceful and thrust all the way to the root each time.
The pain, at its deepest point, turns into pleasure. The intense pain mixes with the immense pleasure, along with the emptiness and thirst of the married woman in her private quarters, creating an indescribable and inexplicable sensation.
The intense sensation swept over Dujuan, a feeling vastly different from the familiar one she shared with her husband Gao Xiang on the mountain—a world apart.
Overwhelmed by the intense sensation, Du Juan couldn't help but groan. If it weren't for the fact that pain made up the majority of her body, she probably would have cried out in pain!
Seeing Du Juan so engrossed, her plump buttocks swayed gently, moving as if both welcoming and resisting, her snowy thighs clenching with powerful breaths.
But the most important thing about the blooming of flowers in the back garden is not its longevity, but the feeling it evokes, especially since it's the first time that the azalea has experienced this sensation.
Jiang Yun didn't want to go too far, so after a series of deep thrusts, he got back on track and fiercely entered Du Juan's beautiful passage.
"Ah! Good man, both places are now yours!"
As soon as Du Juan said this, it immediately triggered a storm. Jiang Yun was already burning with desire, and hearing Du Juan's coquettish and submissive manner only intensified his sense of conquest.
He held Du Juan's snowy buttocks with both hands and tossed her up and down until they reached the vanity mirror, making Du Juan feel as if she were in the middle of ocean waves.
One moment she was lifted high, the next she was plunged down deeply. Her tender flower core was repeatedly penetrated by Jiang Yun, the tingling pleasure penetrating her heart. She was completely seized by intense lust and could no longer control herself.
"My dear little cuckoo sister, look and touch me to see if I'm all the way up! Isn't your good brother amazing!"
Jiang Yun grinned mischievously.
In her confusion, Du Juan was even led astray by Jiang Yun's words, and her slender hand involuntarily reached for the place where the two were joined, where she felt the huge dragon hard and hot.
The friction between their bodies seemed to ignite a fiery passion, each penetration reaching the very core of her flower, each withdrawal bringing forth waves of spring tide, deeply satisfying Jiang Yun's lustful emptiness.
The feeling of fullness and satisfaction was not only felt in the valley, but seemed to have expanded into the womb and into the heart. The cuckoo was truly satisfied to the extreme.
But each time she was thrown up and fell, it felt like she was telling Dujuan that the previous experience was nothing special, and that something even more beautiful was waiting for her.