Chapter 250: Mandarin Duck Bath (3)
Xiao Jiu felt as if he had stumbled deep into a patch of flowers. The two soft, plump, fleshy petals were so bountiful and beautiful, like the most delicious clam meat, clamping tightly around his fingers, making him linger, reluctant to leave.
The juicy petals continuously squeezed out wonderful juices, like a gurgling stream, constantly welling up. It was clear they were impatient to be penetrated.
His meat rod had long been a pillar propping up the sky.
Consumed by lust, what both of them wanted right now was physical union...
It was unclear whether Sun Jiaojiao's yin door rubbed against Xiao Jiu's yang tool first, or if Xiao Jiu's yang tool pressed against Sun Jiaojiao's yin door first. But as this yin and yang met, it was as if they had a fatal attraction, unwilling to be separated ever again.
This was the first time his meat rod had truly reached the warmest, deepest part of a woman's flower stamen. The wonderful taste of it was naturally indescribable. Xiao Jiu thrust all the way in, pressing against that soft spot, feeling an ultimate bliss in his heart-no wonder those few brothers seemed like different people after sleeping with the Young Miss. This woman's taste, once experienced, was truly unstoppable. One could never forget this ecstatic flavor, only wanting to hold their beloved woman and sleep with her day and night.
The current Xiao Jiu was getting his first taste of carnal love. His mind was suddenly enlightened, and he became addicted, meticulously experiencing it, wishing he could memorize every detail of their coupling.
A woman's bones were the softest. Xiao Jiu hadn't even thrusted twice before he felt the Young Miss melt into a pile of soft mud in his arms, needing him to hold her waist tightly so she wouldn't break.
He had just grasped the mysteries of 'topsy-turvy phoenixes' and wished he could hold Sun Jiaojiao tightly, knead her into his own body, and become one.
Wine was good, but not as good as the person beneath him.
Sun Jiaojiao had only cried out "it hurts" twice before Xiao Jiu's thrusting motions softened by three-tenths. He lowered his head to take her lips, whispering sweet comforts in her ear, truly treating her as something to be held in the mouth, fearing she would melt, or held in the palm, fearing she would fall. He doted on her so.
After several hundred thrusts, his 'other self' was still firm, but that flower hole was like pounded paste, muddy and messy. Sun Jiaojiao, after several orgasms, had a face full of lust, her legs clamped tightly around Xiao Jiu's waist, asking for more and more.
"My darling, does it still hurt?" Xiao Jiu kissed Sun Jiaojiao's face, asking tenderly.
Martial artists were very strong, and his 'other self' was of a dominant size. Even with so much lewd water for lubrication, he had felt the penetration was difficult when he first entered, stimulating Sun Jiaojiao to beg for mercy beneath him. Seeing her delicate appearance, it was impossible not to feel sorry for her. But the desire in his body drove him, making it impossible to stop, making him want to cultivate and sow his seed in that fertile land.
"It hurts so much..." Sun Jiaojiao whimpered, but her face was full of satisfaction.
"Then let's rest early today. Next time, we'll drink some wine first. It won't hurt after drinking. I guarantee I'll make you comfortable, alright?" Xiao Jiu's train of thought was unique, not like the straight-man thinking of the other guards. He knew how to coax and be warm, which made Sun Jiaojiao feel very comfortable. Just as he was about to pull out his 'other self' and let Sun Jiaojiao rest, she pulled him down and took the initiative to sit up on top of him.
"No~ It doesn't hurt like this."
If she changed position, sat on top, and moved herself, it wouldn't hurt. Sun Jiaojiao smiled wickedly, bracing her hands on Xiao Jiu's waist as she began to move on her own...
Mini-Theater 19: Meat-meat Small Theater
Sun Jiaojiao: Xiao Jiu, you should change your name in the future!
Xiao Jiu: I humbly ask Young Miss to bestow a name.
Sun Jiaojiao: Seeing how much you love to drink, "Xiao Jiu" (Wine) would suit you better.
Xiao Jiu: No, wine was only my former favorite.
Sun Jiaojiao: And your current favorite is?
Xiao Jiu: My favorite thing to drink is Young Miss's "Agar Jade Dew."
Sun Jiaojiao: ...Pervert...
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