Matching thrust and bite, her uterus clenched, sucking his cockhead. Heat sprayed over him — he came hard, filling her depths, their fluids mingling into a nourishing energy.
"Ah… ah… ah…" She felt weightless, then collapsed.
His cock stayed rock‑hard inside her.
"Why's your cock still so big? It didn't go soft after cumming…" She was amazed.
"Senior, want more? Mine's not soft yet. Doesn't count as one round till it does." He grinned, still buried deep.
"You're shameless! We agreed on one round, now it's 'till it softens'? I'm about to cry!" She avoided his gaze but felt his cock stirring inside her.
"It's fine, Senior. One round or two, and I'm still suffering here — you heartless?" He laughed, grabbed her thighs, and thrust again.
"Ah…" Her sensitive pussy reacted instantly.
He thrust gently now, alternating with soft sucks on her nipples.
"Ah… don't… I don't want more… you're bad… liar… ah…" Her protests dissolved into moans as she pushed back to meet him, tits in his hands.
"Slow… no… faster… ah… you're terrible… I don't want this anymore… ah…" She pretended to struggle.
"C'mon, Senior, moving once or a hundred times — what's the diff? Just a few more!" Ignoring her squirms, he hugged her and drove deep.
"Ah… so deep… kill me… ah… so good… go easy… ah…" Clinging to him, she felt like she was flying.
He sat properly, gripping her plump ass, grinding her pussy.
"Ah… stop moving… still moving… don't… ah… easy… mm…" The more she complained, the harder he went.
Her soft cries fanned his passion. Legs coiled around his waist, toes pointed, she rode his cock.
Outside, the beach was empty save for an occasional passing car.
When Lin Feng pointed outside, and they saw a car slow near them, Su Qingwen's thrill spiked — being watched while fucking! She screamed, clamped her legs, and a flood of juices poured onto the leather seat.
Lin Feng flipped her onto her hands and knees, kneeling behind, gripping her waist.
"Senior, show me that killer ass. Junior's gonna take you from behind."
"Hmph, big pervert. Would you stop if I said no?" She arched her ass high, eyes seductive.
He hammered into her, sploosh and smack sounds filling the car along with her moans.
After dozens of deep thrusts, he pulled almost out, then rammed to her cervix, grinding hard.
She wiggled her ass, moaning wildly.
He pressed his chest to her back, grabbed her bouncing tits, squeezing till they rippled.
From the road, the luxury SUV rocked violently on the sand — anyone seeing it might've called the cops.
Inside, her pale body sprawled doggy‑style, tits in his hands like he was trying to milk her.
She groaned, pushing her ass higher for deeper strokes.
Hearing her pleasure, Lin Feng slowed but kept each thrust deep, rotating his cockhead before withdrawing.
Facing the sea, feeling the breeze, she felt oddly happy — being taken by such a handsome guy in the wild was strangely beautiful.
His fingers teased her nipples as he thrust, her hidden M‑side awakened, making her crave more. She wrapped her arms around his neck, babbling.
Hearing her filthy words from once‑pure lips, Lin Feng's pleasure exploded — he thrust faster.
Watching his thick cock slide between her red, swollen lips, splashing her juices, he saw her clit harden under his grinding.
She looked back at his handsome face, thrilled to be fucked by him, grinding back harder, lips parted in ecstasy.
His cock twitched — he was close.
He flipped her onto her back, pinned her, lifted her legs, and plunged deep.
The angle felt like he'd pierce her entirely. Crashing into her cervix, pleasure surged through him.
She screamed, pussy gushing, juices flowing.
His cock spasmed inside her — he came again, blasting her convulsing womb.
"So good… ah… I'm gonna pee… ah… ah…" Another climax hit, her pussy clenching hard around him, bathing his cock in warmth.
Their fluids merged into a fragrant moisture trickling down.
…
After a while, Su Qingwen lay limp on him, only her belly twitching.
"You… filled me again…" Her voice was half‑complaint, half‑coax. "So much… so full…"
Lin Feng smiled, nipped her earlobe, breathed in her scent. His hands slid down her waist, squeezed her ass, then he gave her a few playful slaps.
Smack smack — echoes in the cabin.
She shivered, belly clenching again.
"Alright, Senior, we're even."
He opened his phone, found the video, and deleted it in front of her. Then he deleted her contact.
The swift moves gave her a huge sense of relief — yet also a strange loss.
She looked at his profile, lips parting to speak.
"Actually…"
She trailed off.
She didn't have to delete the contact…
She didn't know why, but even though she'd been desperate to cut ties, now she wanted to keep in touch.
Even… she felt something lingering from what they'd just done.
Lin Feng hugged her and handed her tissues. "Clean up."
She wiped carefully, then wriggled. "I… I need to pee."
"Go ahead."
"But…" Her legs tangled around his waist, voice soft. "You made my legs too weak to walk."
"So?" He asked with mock innocence.
"I don't know…" She pouted. "If you don't carry me, I'll just… do it in your car!"
"Can't win with you."
He opened the door, scooped her up from behind, one arm under her knees, the other cupping her ass, legs spread wide, jeans still bunched at her knees, swinging with each step.
"Ah!" Cold sea wind hit her pussy, making her gasp and clamp her legs.
Ashamed, she buried her face in his broad shoulder — felt like a shameless woman.
Carried by a man in this humiliating pose toward an empty beach — scary, yet thrilling beyond words.
By the sea, he held her steady, facing the ocean.
He blew a teasing pssst in her ear.
She covered her face, too embarrassed to look.
Soon, a warm arc sprayed from her young pussy, arced through the air, and landed on the wet sand, washed away by the incoming tide, leaving no trace.