Vertical launch, shot straight into the air!
A bullet went right into her blossom, making the mature woman's body shiver as her legs snapped tightly closed again.
Right now, Liu Tingting felt like the bullet had pierced her heart, just like a cannon shell that blew her soul right out of her body. But she couldn't scream, only biting her lip hard and rolling her eyes back.
Lin Hao didn't let her go, fired off another shot, and the woman simply couldn't take it anymore, collapsing limply into his arms.
"Ah… ah… ah… so good… I can't take it… I'm coming…"
Liu Tingting moaned softly in his ear, while the place where they were joined made wet, squelching sounds—obviously she'd sprayed again.
Each orgasm crashed over her like a wave, leaving this stunning, seductive mature woman tingling down to the roots of her hair.
Her eyes were smoky with pleasure, her cheeks flushed, her arms clutching Lin Hao tight, and her two soft peaks pressed so hard against his chest they'd been completely flattened.
She only knew that, in this relentless barrage of shots, Lin Hao's bastard gun hit the mark every ti, smashing her defenses until she was left with no way to fight back.
...
On the other side, Feng Daqiang had his arm around the drunken Luo nghan, dragged her straight into his room and tossed her onto his bed.
Now, this pure little babe wasn't as pretty as his own wife, and her chest wasn't as big, but she was all youth and heat, radiating raw energy.
Ever since Feng Daqiang had screwed a young thing like Luo nghan, his own wife, Zuo Ai, just didn't do it for him anymore.
Honestly, it wasn't really his fault. After Lin Hao's monster had gone in and out of his wife's tight tunnel, it just didn't feel the sa when he tried.
So, Feng Daqiang found his mojo again with this Luo nghan—a young babe he'd already forced himself on once when she was drunk.
Tonight, Luo nghan got wasted all over again, handing him another chance on a silver platter.
He stripped off his clothes and pants, threw himself right on top of the young babe spread out on the bed, and started sampling her sexy little mouth.
Tonight, Luo nghan wore a T-shirt and a short skirt barely reaching her knees, and no stockings underneath.
Feng Daqiang kissed those red lips while his hands snaked down, lifted her skirt, and started caressing her.
"Mmm… mm… oooh…" Luo nghan, sowhere between sleep and awakening, moaned uncontrollably as the sensation spiked through her.
Feng Daqiang hurriedly scooped her up and peeled off her T-shirt, exposing a thin lace bra underneath.
The deputy mayor had been drinking hard tonight and was burning with need, couldn't hold back anymore, reached out and yanked down both straps, pulling the lace bra straight down.
Two full, perky snow peaks bounced out like a pair of little white rabbits, sweet and delicate, the small, tight nipples jutting up—utterly irresistible.
Feng Daqiang dove in, mouth wide, like so wild beast that instantly swallowed one nub, sucking hard.
The wild stimulation jolted the young girl awake, and when Luo nghan saw Mayor Feng feasting on her nipple, sha and rage hit her, and she tried to shove him off.
But she just wasn't strong enough—she could barely budge Mayor Feng.
"Mayor Feng, no… no… I'm begging you… help… help …" Luo nghan struggled and scread for help.
Mayor Feng moved fast, clamped his hand over her mouth, pinned her squirming body down, and kept savoring her nipple.
The sucking kindled Luo nghan's own desires, slow and steady, rising inside her.
But she knew exactly what Mayor Feng wanted—to fuck her—and she fought him, still trying to shake the bastard off.
"Mmm… no… oooh… Mayor Feng… please let go… mmm…" Luo nghan cried.
But her cries couldn't get out, only muffled sobs escaped.
The more a woman resists, the more a man wants to conquer.
Luo nghan's struggle just drove Mayor Feng higher, so he slipped her skirt further up, shoved his big hand straight into her panties, and started stroking the secret, lush patch between her legs.
"No… oooh…" Luo nghan whimpered, clinging to Mayor Feng's hand, desperate to stop his wandering fingers.
But Mayor Feng wasn't about to go easy—two fingers thrust straight into her Fairy Cave.
Luo nghan felt the invasion and squeezed her legs together, slapping at Mayor Feng, frantic to break free of him.
Sadly, she just didn't have the strength—there was no way she could win. All she could do was feel those two fingers plunging deeper.
Mayor Feng was an expert at handling won, and those two fingers started pounding in and out like crazy.
"Mmm… no… oooh… stop…"
Luo nghan felt wave after wave of pleasure wash over her, her mind blanking, her muffled moans growing quieter.
She was just a young girl, super sensitive inside her tunnel; in less than three minutes, the channel inside spasd and soaked, her first orgasm crashing in.
After cumming, the young babe went limp, panting, with no more fight left in her.
Feng Daqiang admired the sweet, delicate beauty laid out before him—his Two-Finger Zen had forced her to surrender, and just like that, his Golden Cudgel perked right up.
He pried her legs apart, guided his club and slid it up and down her slit.
"Don't… Mayor Feng… I'm begging you… don't fuck …" Luo nghan clamped her hands over her entrance, refusing to let him in.
"Xiaoluo, be good, didn't we already do this once before? You loved it last ti, didn't you?" Mayor Feng ripped her hands away, drove his hips forward hard, and ramd his club right into her tight channel.
Ah—
Luo nghan cried out, pulling in her legs and clamping them around Feng Daqiang's Golden Cudgel, trying to keep him from going any deeper.
But now, Mayor Feng was hyped up and stronger than ever—the next thrust buried the Golden Cudgel to the hilt, smashing deep and pressing hard against her blossom.
"Mmm… hurts… no… ah…"
Luo nghan felt her passage being stretched to the breaking point, frail hands slapping at Mayor Feng, frantic to escape the bastard.
The pain left her drenched in cold sweat, her tunnel clamping fiercely as it was forced to accept that thick iron rod.
Feng Daqiang loved this brutal conquering: it was so tight inside, it felt like her canal might snap his Golden Cudgel clean off.
And more than anything, he got off on dominating her—watching her fight desperately, only to be split wide open and filled anyway was pure ecstasy.
The poor young babe had her hands slamd down onto the bed, her sweet palace below helpless as that Golden Cudgel ravaged her with violent thrusts, all she could do was take the abuse.
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