"Mm, you don’t..."
Yao Rao didn’t have ti to speak to stop him before she suddenly felt a chill on her legs.
The last thin layer of constraint was swiftly pulled down by Sun Zhe.
The only sense of security vanished completely.
Sun Zhe knelt in front of her, forcing her to clamp his waist between her legs, eyes fixed on the lace panties tightly wrapping the soft mound, secretly swallowing hard.
In the haze, he could even sll a hint of fresh sweetness.
This "fresh sweetness" was not a taphor but truly fresh and sweet, just like strawberries ripening under the blazing sun on a sumr morning, emitting a tempting fragrance.
"Sect Leader Yao..."
Sun Zhe held his breath, his eyes almost ablaze, his whole body seemingly about to ignite, slowly reaching out.
A charming blush spread across Yao Rao’s delicate face, recalling the scenes that unfolded that night at Celestial Prison Mountain, her body trembling with anxiety.
She wanted to muster the strength to stop the man about to touch her, but for so reason, her whole body failed to listen, and deep inside, a voice kept seducing her.
At this mont, she could no longer control herself.
Her entire body seed subrged within a hot spring, enveloped from every angle without escape.
The fla of desire deep within was gradually igniting.
"Mm-hmm... you don’t..."
As Sun Zhe’s hand touched and caressed, she involuntarily moaned softly, her delicate body tingling and tensing as if shocked, instinctively pressing her legs together, tightening Sun Zhe’s waist even more.
"Zzzz..."
Sun Zhe rubbed his fingertips against the exquisite thin lace fabric a few tis, discovering that it had beco entirely flooded, like churning mud, and even producing watery sounds.
As the lace was pushed aside by his fingertips, a few curly, oily-black strands mischievously peeked out.
Sun Zhe could no longer tolerate it, suddenly withdrawing his hand, grabbing her stockings-clad legs with both hands, forcefully pushing her hips upward, almost folding her body in half.
At that mont, the soft, fragrant white silk stockings were rolled down to Yao Rao’s knees.
Creases of layered stockings stacked around her leg pits, appearing all the more tantalizing and beautiful, like inadvertent works of art; the thicker crotch of the stockings was stretched thin and transparent by her spread legs, like a bridge connecting them.
Sun Zhe slid backward, lowered himself, and ducked under the "bridge," directly probing into the fragrant valley.
Yao Rao’s heart fluttered in amazent, feeling incredulous.
Though she hadn’t experienced it, she had read so books, so she could roughly guess what Sun Zhe was planning.
"There... how can you?"
"Don’t, it’s dirty..."
But Sun Zhe ignored her, directly using two fingers to part the lace already soaked in nectar, then instantly moved in, greedily enjoying the tempting fruit hidden among the black curls.
The fruit was tender, smooth, pink, and extrely delicious!
And the scent of fresh sweetness it exuded, like his masculine presence, was irresistibly alluring.
"Slurp, slurp..."
With skilled technique, Sun Zhe quickly savored the crystalline sweet nectar.
anwhile, Yao Rao completely lost her defenses in a short ti, tightly gripping the white dress cast aside with one hand, resting the back of the other under her chin, lightly biting the joint of her finger with pearl-white teeth, eyebrows knit in a frown, her body trembling, desperately trying to suppress the shaful sound from escaping.
But the unspeakable itch was too tornting, causing the fresh, juicy delicacy between her thighs to continuously gush, uncontrollable.
A few minutes later, she suddenly convulsed violently, her slender waist and hips tensing, arching off the ground like a bridge.
Sun Zhe promptly withdrew to admire the fountain-like spectacle, inexplicably feeling a sense of achievent, then gave Yao Rao no respite, single-handedly gripping his weapon, eagerly pouncing forward, ramming fiercely!
At that mont, Yao Rao was still imrsed in the subli sensation, feeling herself floating on clouds, her mind and body utterly emptied.
"Ugh!"
Yet in the next mont, an indescribable ache surprised her!
The terrifying ferocious beast invaded with force, reaching deep, her entire body seemingly filled in an instant.
She abruptly returned to her senses, suddenly raising her head to look at Sun Zhe, discovering he had already penetrated her.
"Ah... so good!"
Sun Zhe’s lower abdon pressed tightly against Yao Rao’s lush valley, his hands clamping the underside of her thighs, holding still without moving.
The extre tightness and slickness, along with the heat and stickiness, made him involuntarily lift his head in pleasure, his face filled with delight.
"Mm-hmm... what are you doing?"
Yao Rao frowned with resentnt, looking at him, her toes encased in transparent stockings tightly curled, breathing fragrant sighs with a tearful voice, saying, "Don’t do this."
Yet at this mont, how could Sun Zhe listen to her?
His eyes suddenly turned fierce, directly starting to launch frantic attacks!
Soft moans and heavy breaths instantly floated in the air.
...
About an hour and a half later.
Not until Sun Zhe exploded with satisfaction did the repeatedly climaxing Yao Rao end this "tornt."
Outside the bathroom, the corridor was strewn with clothing, full of chaos.
A huge puddle had ford on the floor, the air infused with a faint scent of flowering dogwood.
Sun Zhe winced in pain, rubbing his knees with both hands to get up, realizing he’d been kneeling on the hard floor the entire ti, his knees now injured.
During the frenzy, he hadn’t felt the pain, but now that the battle was over, his knees felt shattered.
Yao Rao lay limp and powerless in the ss of clothes, covering her eyes with the back of her hand, yet unable to conceal the damp tear traces at her eye corners; her dark hair spread like a waterfall, her body glistening with fragrant sweat, her red lips slightly parted with light breaths, her smooth white abdon contracting and rising, appearing extrely fatigued and beautiful.
While dressing, Sun Zhe admired the sight before him and said, "Sect Leader Yao... No, Rao’er, I’ll co again in the evening."
Yao Rao didn’t speak, only softly humd.
Seeing her ignoring him, Sun Zhe walked to the living room to get tissues to help clean her up.
Unexpectedly, as he reached out, she slapped his hand away, "Scram."
Sun Zhe shrugged, stood up, and left, "Then I’ll head back first."
"..."
...
When Sun Zhe got ho, it was already past one in the afternoon.
After showering and changing clothes, Sun Zhe returned to his room to begin absorbing the Yin Essence collected from Yao Rao.
Once the Yin Essence was absorbed, he felt an unbearable ache in his abdon, his whole body notably enlarged.
"Damn... is this woman’s Yin Essence so potent?"
The Little Dragon Girl’s voice suddenly echoed in his mind, "This girl is a descendant of the Yao family, and she possesses the ’Yuqing Physique,’ sothing even Yao Yuelong does not have."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe frowned and quickly asked, "Is it the Yao family of the Dragon Taming Race? The descendant of Yao Guangxiao?"
"Of course."
Sun Zhe: "Then why didn’t you tell earlier?"
The Little Dragon Girl replied disdainfully, "You didn’t ask. Even if I had told you earlier, what difference would it have made? Would you not have touched her?"
Sun Zhe remained speechless.
The Little Dragon Girl continued, "To tell you the truth, when she suddenly beca obedient and so cooperative with you, it was because I secretly infused her with Dragon Qi."
"..."
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