With that scorching and hard giant dragon pressing against her, Kong Lingwen’s body trembled slightly, and once again a stream of nectar surged out, spraying all over Yang Cheng’s body.
Yang Cheng’s breathing beca increasingly intense, he tightly embraced Kong Lingwen’s body, his waist slightly thrusting, nearly penetrating Kong Lingwen through the fabric.
"Mm... No, it’s going in!"
Kong Lingwen moaned softly and then began to struggle.
Yang Cheng’s lips curled into a wicked smile, as he turned around and sat on the sofa, while Kong Lingwen perched on his lap like a kitten.
Her fair and delicate body was tightly wrapped in lace, the cat ears on top of her head trembled slightly, accentuating her face with more exquisite charm.
With a stretch of his hand, Yang Cheng touched her cat tail behind, his whole body shivered with excitent, and the dragon root also trembled along, gradually turning into a purplish-red color.
"Lingwen, help bring it out quickly."
His face was full of urgency, holding Kong Lingwen’s hand onto his huge mber.
Looking at the nacing giant dragon in her hand, Kong Lingwen’s breath beca rapid, even though it wasn’t the first ti she saw Yang Cheng’s asset, she was still shocked.
How could a man be so large!
No wonder Yang Rou felt so comfortable doing it with him, reaching multiple peaks, making her want to taste that kind of pleasure.
Kong Lingwen licked her red lips, without Yang Cheng’s urging, she held the dragon root with both hands, gently stroking it.
If she were to serve other n like this, she would have snapped their manhood already, but her heart didn’t resist that much now.
Moreover, seeing the dragon root tremble excitedly, leaking so essence, she even had a sense of accomplishnt.
"Does it feel that good? It’s all flowing out?"
Kong Lingwen raised her gaze to Yang Cheng, indeed seeing him with a face of enjoynt, his handso cheeks turning red.
"It feels good, but if you let in, I’ll feel even better."
Yang Cheng chuckled mischievously, raising his hand to tear down the lace covering her chest, the fair and tender bosom bouncing out like a big white rabbit.
"Dream on! You can forget about it completely!"
Kong Lingwen refused without hesitation, her eyes turning serious, leaving no room for negotiation.
Yang Cheng was a bit frustrated, does he really have to resort to semi-coercion to get what he wants?
Maybe he could use an aphrodisiac, but that thod is sowhat despicable.
What if Kong Lingwen goes crazy on him after she wakes up?
He thought of many ways, deciding to use seduction to entice Kong Lingwen.
Being of snake nature, having Snake Source Qi, Kong Lingwen’s desire is actually strong, but she has been suppressing it, today he will exert all his skills to make her passionate, and actively seek pleasure.
Thinking of this, Yang Cheng reached out to grasp the back of Kong Lingwen’s head, and suddenly kissed her fiercely.
"Mmh~~"
Wrapped in the scorching male breath, her lips were also sucked, making Kong Lingwen quite uncomfortable, subconsciously starting to struggle.
Yang Cheng didn’t care about her struggle, his large hand kneaded her chest, fingers brushing over sensitive buds, stimulating Kong Lingwen to exclaim.
As she opened her mouth, Yang Cheng’s tongue smoothly pried inside, wrapping around her little clove tongue, entangled crazily, extracting the saliva from her mouth.
During the passionate kiss, Yang Cheng’s hand didn’t idle, smoothly tearing off all the lace lingerie on her upper body, his large hand enveloping the round and full tender bosom.
The soft and elastic big white rabbit trembled in his hand, the delicate touch making Yang Cheng even more excited, the dragon root constantly vibrating, clamoring to relieve itself.
Desire suppressed, Yang Cheng gradually beca a bit frenzied, the force kneading the tender bosom grew heavier, the soft and fair tender bosom was pinched into deformation, the two tender buds also gradually turned crimson.
"Uh uh~~ No... it hurts!"
Kong Lingwen began to groan, her waist uncontrollably writhing, a burning sensation spreading in her lower abdon, the emptiness at her lower body was very intense.
Primordial Yin Qi slowly leaked from her lower abdon, gradually penetrating into Yang Cheng’s body.
Yang Cheng knew she had beco passionate, but now wasn’t the ti, he must let her reach a state of being consud by lust.
Her Primordial Yin Qi is different from ordinary people, carrying a hint of coolness, but extrely rich, all converging into the Dantian.
Yang Cheng did not rush to refine it, all accumulating in the Dantian, his large hand kneaded enough on her chest, then gradually moved down, sliding over her delicate waist, eventually settling between her legs.
The panties had long been soaked by Kong Lingwen’s nectar, emitting a fragrant and sweet fishy sll, enticing Yang Cheng unstoppably.
He gently parted the panties, and saw the beautiful scenery as tender as a young girl’s.
"Don’t touch there!"
Kong Lingwen protested, her body twisting to reject the touch.
This bit of struggle to Yang Cheng seed futile as an ant’s resistance, he wrapped an arm around her waist, controlling her.
"Let touch, if you keep moving, I’ll go right in!"
Yang Cheng threatened, extending two fingers to tease at her tender valley entrance.
Feeling the tingly pleasure, Kong Lingwen moaned sweetly: "Mm ah... Yang Cheng... you bastard!"
"I’m helping you, otherwise you’ll feel uncomfortable."
As Yang Cheng spoke, his fingers probed a little inside, instantly feeling the tightness and warmth, making his scalp tingle.
His lower body’s giant dragon was even more excited, yet Kong Lingwen only cared for her own comfort, completely forgetting his urgent need to release.
"Don’t stop! Keep helping with your hand."
Upon hearing this, Kong Lingwen snapped back, bit her red lips, and diligently stroked him.
Both were using hands to assist each other, but Kong Lingwen’s cheeks were blushing, barely serving for a little bit, she was already exhausted, sweat seeping out of her smooth forehead.
anwhile, Yang Cheng was at ease, with one hand turning Kong Lingwen into ecstasy.
"Ah ah..."
With a high-pitched scream, Kong Lingwen reached the peak, her delicate body trembling, and the cat ears on top of her head swayed along.
The nectar from the Peach Blossom Cave all sprayed out, splashing onto Yang Cheng’s erect dragon root.
"You got my pants all wet."
Yang Cheng looked helpless, it seed like he had wet his pants himself.
At this mont, Kong Lingwen was still imrsed in the afterglow, comfortably raising her head, her hand involuntarily increased pressure, tightly gripping the dragon root.
"Hiss! It hurts... let go!"
Yang Cheng gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulging.
Fortunately, his dragon root was quite robust, if it were other n being gripped so hard, they’d probably have gone soft already.
"Sorry, I didn’t an to, now what should we do?"
Kong Lingwen snapped back, sowhat at a loss.
"Blow it for ."
Yang Cheng’s face showed pain, cold sweat even erging from his forehead.
Kong Lingwen didn’t think much, lowered her head and blew gently at the dragon root a few tis, but unexpectedly Yang Cheng suddenly thrust his waist, with the dragon head directly pressing against her red lips.
"Ah... what are you doing!"
She scread, quickly using the back of her hand to wipe her mouth.
Letting her use her hand to relieve Yang Cheng was already challenging, she absolutely couldn’t use her mouth to help him, which was simply an insult to her.
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