She stopped, made a decision, and suddenly stood—
Wobbling, unsteady, cum still dripping down her thick thighs, but standing.
She moved around the bed, positioning herself behind Cang, and pressed her body against his back.
Her massive breasts flattened against his muscular fra. Her arms wrapped around him. Her mouth found his neck, kissing, licking, pleading.
"Please—" she whispered between kisses. "Don’t hurt her. Hurt instead. Use . Breed again. Just—just be gentle with my baby—"
Her voice was desperate, degrading herself, offering her already destroyed body if it would spare her daughter even a fraction of pain.
And Cang smiled.
"Go down," he said simply. "Get on your knees below us. Suck my balls while I take her virginity. If you do a good enough job—maybe I’ll consider being gentle."
Madam Lin didn’t hesitate.
She dropped imdiately, sliding down his body, positioning herself on the floor between his legs, her face level with where his cock t Yue’s pussy.
And she dove forward.
Her tongue extended, finding his heavy balls—each one egg-sized, full of seed—and she began to lick.
Long, worshipful strokes. Her tongue bathing his sack. Her lips sucking one testicle into her mouth, then the other, then both together sohow.
Completely focused on pleasuring him. On being useful. On protecting her daughter the only way she could.
And Cang—feeling that eager mouth worshipping him from below—groaned with pleasure and pushed harder.
"Aaaaahhhhh—!" Yue’s scream intensified as his cock forced deeper, and—
Pop.
Her hyn tore.
Not dramatically. Not with a flood of blood like virginity depicted in crude stories.
Just a small tear, and a trickle of blood began flowing down his shaft, running along his length, dripping onto Madam Lin’s upturned face as she sucked his balls below.
The blood painted a line across her forehead, into her hair, and she didn’t stop. Didn’t even flinch.
Just kept licking, kept sucking, her eyes glazed with single-minded devotion.
And Cang pushed deeper.
"No more—" Yue sobbed. "Please—no more—I can’t—"
"You can," he said, his hands gripping her narrow waist, holding her in place. "And you will."
Inch by inch, his cock invaded her virgin channel, stretching walls that had never been stretched, filling her past anything she’d imagined possible.
His cock was hardening now—blood flowing back, making it swell inside her, and she could feel it growing.
"Oh gods—" Her voice was panicked. "It’s—it’s getting bigger—I can feel it getting bigger inside—"
"That’s right," Cang said, continuing the slow penetration. "My cock is hardening in your pussy. Stretching you from within. Making space for itself."
"Too much—" Her hands clawed at the sheets. "Please—please stop—"
But he didn’t stop until—
Finally—
His hips t hers.
Balls deep. Fully sheathed. His entire massive length buried in her virgin pussy, his cockhead pressing against her cervix from inside.
"There," he said with satisfaction. "You took it all."
"Aaaaahhhhh—" Yue’s cry was continuous, broken, her mind struggling to process the overwhelming fullness. "So—so full—can’t—can’t breathe—"
"Breathe through your nose," he instructed, and one hand moved to cover her mouth, muffling her cries.
The other hand stayed on her waist, holding her down, keeping her impaled.
And he looked down at her—at her tear-streaked face, her wide terrified eyes, her small body struggling to contain him—
"You’re so tight," he said, almost conversationally. "Tightest pussy I’ve ever felt. Your walls are clenching around like they’re trying to push out. But they can’t."
He pulled back slowly—just an inch—and her eyes went wider as new sensations overwheld her.
Then pushed back in.
"Mmmppphhhh—!!" Her muffled scream vibrated against his palm.
Pull out. Push in.
"Mmmppphhhh—!!"
Pull out. Push in.
Slow. thodical. Letting her body adjust to the rhythm.
And below them, Madam Lin continued her devoted worship, tongue working tirelessly on his balls, occasionally sliding up to lick where his shaft t Yue’s stretched pussy, tasting her daughter’s virgin blood mixed with his pre-cum.
Not for pleasure. Not for herself. Just to please him. To earn his rcy.
"Good cow," Cang praised, feeling her enthusiasm. "Such a good cow you’ve beco."
And his pace increased.
The slow, careful thrusts beca faster. Harder. His hips finding a rhythm that made Yue’s small breasts bounce with each impact.
"Mmmppphhhh—!! Hnnnggghh—!! Mmmppphhh—!!"
Her muffled cries matched his thrusting, and his hand released her mouth, moving instead to grope her breast.
"Tell how it feels," he commanded. "Describe it."
"Hurts—" she gasped between thrusts. "Hurts so much—stretching—tearing—aahhh—too big—splitting —"
"What else?"
"Can feel—" Her voice hitched. "—every inch—every ridge—your cock is—aahhh—it’s touching places I didn’t know—hnnngh—existed—"
"Good girl."
His mouth descended on her neck, teeth finding tender flesh and biting.
Not hard enough to draw blood. But hard enough to leave marks. To claim her.
"Aahhh—!" The new sensation mixed with the overwhelming fullness, and sothing inside her shifted.
The pain was still there. Still intense. But underneath—
Pleasure.
Small sparks of it with each thrust. His cockhead dragging against spots inside her that made her see stars.
"Just cry," he murmured against her neck. "Your cries are beautiful. Music to my ears."
And she did cry. Openly. Loudly. As he continued fucking her virgin pussy with increasingly brutal thrusts.
Madam Lin’s hands moved to his thighs, helping push him forward with each thrust, adding her strength to his, helping him penetrate her daughter deeper.
Then her hands moved to cup his ass, squeezing, massaging, encouraging him.
"Use her—" she whispered, voice wrecked. "Take her—make her yours—"
Completely devoted to his pleasure now. Her daughter’s pain secondary to satisfying this man who’d broken her mind.
Cang grabbed Madam Lin’s hair, pulling her face up to his cock when it withdrew from Yue, letting the mother lick her daughter’s juices from his shaft before plunging back in.
"Taste her virginity," he commanded. "Taste what I’m destroying."
"Yessss—" Madam Lin’s tongue worked frantically. "So good—tastes so good—"
Then he changed positions.
His hands moved to Yue’s thighs, lifting them, pressing them back toward her chest.
Folding her nearly in half again, just like he’d done to her mother.
"No—not like this—" Yue’s protest was weak. "This is—it goes deeper—"
"I know."
And he thrust down with his full body weight.
"AAAAAHHHHH—!!"
Her scream was piercing as his cock drove impossibly deeper from this angle, his cockhead punching against her cervix hard enough to make her see white.
Madam Lin crawled up onto the bed beside them, and without being asked, pressed her massive breasts toward Cang’s face.
"Suck them—" she begged. "Use —hurt —just—"
He didn’t need to be told twice.
His mouth latched onto her nipple, biting hard, and Madam Lin moaned despite the pain.
"Yes—like that—hurt —"
His hips never stopped moving, pounding Yue in the mating press position while sucking and biting her mother’s breast.
Using both won simultaneously.
Then he lifted Yue completely off the bed, holding her small body up, her legs wrapped around his waist, and walked.
"What are you—?!" Yue’s panicked question was cut off as he pressed her back against the wall.
Wall sex. Standing. Her entire weight supported by his hands under her ass and his cock impaling her from below.
And he fucked her against the wall, each thrust driving her back up against the hard surface, then gravity pulling her back down onto his cock.
"Aahhh—!! Hnnngh—!! Oh gods—!!"
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