Chapter 87: Deadly Travel Group (12)
Ji Ning was already weak all over from the burning desire. She lay in the dry haystack and actively pressed herself against Sheng Churan, her hand slipping under his sweater to feel his solid abs, swallowing repeatedly as she touched him.
Sheng Churan undid his pants, then took off Ji Ning's socks and underwear. He reached down and felt between her legs; slick wetness coated his entire hand, making his cock twitch restlessly inside his briefs.
Under the moonlight, Ji Ning's gaze was drawn to the deep, inverted-V adonis belt partially hidden by the waistband of his briefs. Her fingers traced along the grooves, then hooked the briefs aside and peeked down at the thick shaft that quivered inside.
Accompanied by Sheng Churan's light panting from her touch, his unique, faintly musky pheromones made her cheeks burn.
Ji Ning pulled down his form-fitting, sexy grey briefs—worn as perfectly as a male model's—and leaned in with infatuation, cupping the thick, hard, scorching shaft with both hands. She took the smooth glans into her mouth and sucked on it like nursing milk.
"Ugh…" Sheng Churan let out a long sigh, one hand resting on the back of Ji Ning's head as he looked down to admire the sight of her eating him.
The engorged purplish-red cock pressed against her fair, pink-toned face, creating an especially lewd image. No man could resist such initiative.
"Does it taste good?" he asked hoarsely, his fingers stroking her cheek.
"Mmph…" Ji Ning couldn't speak with the cock in her mouth. She nodded, swallowed a little more, and pressed her lips along the shaft as she bobbed.
The Big Star who once had countless fans, a flawless reputation, and no scandals—the dignified, proper national heartthrob on camera—was now panting uncontrollably from her licking. This gave Ji Ning a peculiar sense of satisfaction.
She instinctively varied her technique, her tongue pressing and licking back and forth over the slit while her hand moved down to massage Sheng Churan's two heavy balls.
Sheng Churan's breathing grew rapid. His cock twitched. He pushed Ji Ning away, pressed her back down, and lifted her legs by the ankles, resting the bends of her knees in the crooks of his elbows.
Ji Ning's legs were stretched taut. The forceful position made her heart pound like thunder. More arousal flooded from her pussy. She eagerly hooked her arms around Sheng Churan's neck, desperate to be filled.
Sheng Churan thrust forward and pressed against her, rocking his cock up and down against her slit as he murmured, "Why are you so good? Both of your little mouths know how to eat so well. How am I supposed to hold back?"
Ji Ning felt so amazing from the grinding that she gasped out, "Don't hold back. I want you to push in and grind inside."
Sheng Churan braced her legs against his arms, his hands planted on either side of her shoulders. The fire in his lower belly was stoked to an unprecedented blaze by her soft, coquettish murmurs.
Once the shaft was coated in slick fluids, he positioned himself at her entrance and slid in with a squelch. The tight grip made his lower back tingle numbly with pleasure.
"Ah~ so big~" Ji Ning curled her toes. The extreme bliss quickly ignited her entire body, making her cry out in abandon, "So amazing… so good…"
Sheng Churan also groaned deeply, buried against Ji Ning's neck. He thrust his hips back and forth a few times, pressing her legs down and plunging deep inside her.
"So incredible…" He burned all over from her clenching, panting as his thrusts grew faster and faster.
The night wind was chilly, but entwined together, the two of them didn't feel cold at all.
Sexy low groans and delicate gasps intertwined, making even the moonlight feel suggestive.
Sheng Churan's half-crouching thrusts were fast and fierce. Not only did their lower bodies slap together with wet, slick sounds, but Ji Ning's body also shuddered under his pounding.
The sensitive flesh inside her was prodded numb and unbearably aroused. Warmth gradually pooled in her lower body, building up a strong urge to urinate.
Ji Ning couldn't control her cries. The last shred of reason reminded her they were outdoors, so she pulled her hands back to cover her own mouth.
Sheng Churan freed a hand and pulled hers away, picking up even more speed. He panted, "Don't hold back. Let it out. I want to hear you."
He rutted against Ji Ning like a dog in heat. The position was simple, yet it made her heart flutter intensely. Both her body and mind reached the peak of satisfaction.
Since he said he wanted to hear her moan, she no longer held back, channeling all the unbearable stimulation into her cries.
But Sheng Churan was too skilled. Before she could cry out twice, he was driven even wilder by her provocations. His waist added force, each thrust slamming in heavier and deeper.
Ji Ning couldn't take it anymore. Her voice broke and turned into sobbing, whimpering and panting endlessly.
This was exactly what Sheng Churan loved. Hearing it made his cock swell and twitch. He pressed against her most sensitive spot, thrusting until she lost all reason.
"No more, no more… mmph… there, so sore…" She pushed against Sheng Churan's chest, feeling like she would break if he kept thrusting like this.
Sheng Churan naturally refused to comply. He angled his body slightly to target that spot, thrusting like a sudden storm so fierce that she trembled as if losing control and squirted out copious juices.
Her face was flushed, eyes brimming with tears. Her little mouth hung open in a lewd manner, revealing a hint of pink tongue tip.
Sheng Churan leaned in to suck on her tongue, thrusting upward with abandon for several strokes. His cock swelled to its limit, pulsing as it shot white semen deep against Ji Ning's cervix.
This was the most soul-stirring moment. Ji Ning felt so good she tossed her head back and sobbed, arching her waist up to clamp around Sheng Churan, wanting his pulsing cock to press even deeper.
This tiny movement naturally did not escape Sheng Churan's eyes. He granted her wish, pressing firmly against the root of her thighs, watching Ji Ning's blissful expression with immense satisfaction.
"You're so beautiful, wife." Sheng Churan kissed her cheek. His cock, which had just ejaculated, hardened again.
Ji Ning's crying had just subsided when Sheng Churan pressed down and started grinding slowly again. She clamped her thighs together in panic. "Again? How can you be so quick?"
Sheng Churan smiled faintly. "How could once be enough?"
Poor Ji Ning. Before her tears even dried, her legs were hoisted onto his shoulders again. He ground and twisted gently, thrusting until her body heated up once more.
Sheng Churan, braving the cold wind, grew more and more vigorous. He didn't stop until he ejaculated a second time, thoroughly satisfied. He then grasped both of Ji Ning's ankles, lifting her legs, and wiped her clean from her rear cleft all the way to her clitoris with a tissue, like cleaning a baby. He even teasingly rubbed her clit a few times.
Ji Ning was incredibly embarrassed. Afraid he would get aroused again from rubbing, she pleaded softly, "Hubby, spare me~"
"Alright." Sheng Churan seemed to kindly agree, but in his mind, he was already planning what positions to use once they got back to bed.
The two tidied up and got dressed. They discovered there was a small terrace behind this building, likely with a back door, so they decided to circle back around from the rear.
But when they walked far around to the other side, they unexpectedly saw the woman inside kneeling under a tree, eyes closed in prayer.
Her hands were pressed together, raised to her brow as she chanted, just like the tour guide had done before.
However, her hand gesture was completely different. Her two middle fingers no longer pointed upward and crossed. Instead, the backs of her fingers were pressed together, folded down and inward within her palms.
Ji Ning and Sheng Churan exchanged a glance—they knew they had found a new clue.
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