A sharp cry, tinged with a sob, rang out ten minutes into the "battle," and the honeyed orifice suddenly clenched tightly, the transition from exquisite softness and wetness to a painful tightness in an instant.
The Queen of Shanghai's honeyed orifice contracted even tighter than Yu Tang's, about to force An Ping into a torrent of ejaculation!
After a long and explosive ejaculation, the bathroom was quiet for a few minutes, then the sounds of sucking and swallowing resumed.
Soon after, the slurring sounds of thick fluid and the raw, naked thud of flesh colliding echoed again, entering the room from afar.
"Ah...ah..."
Two long, smooth, snow-white legs were draped in Xiang Anping's arms. He walked and thrust, his movements causing the broad-shouldered, full-hipped beauty, her body swaying wildly, her large, soft, plump breasts, like ripe melons, to spill out from her sides and armpits even as they pressed against Xiang Anping's chest.
With each thrust, her large breasts swayed, her firm, red nipples pressing against the man's chest, seemingly circling. Her long hair swayed from side to side with each movement, occasionally rippling with the force of the upward thrusts.
Only exceptionally smooth hair could reveal such a beautiful sight. Beneath her plump buttocks, being relentlessly thrust into, thick, white, stringy fluid dripped with every step. Xiang Anping had ejaculated far too much; his overflowing semen, churned under the vigorous pounding of his large penis, mingled with her love juices, forming a silvery, lustful slurry.
The sounds of "squeak, squeak" were even more melodious than those made by muddy feet.
"Aunt Yingji, the beach is open now! Look how many people there are!"
Xiang Anping, carrying Jiang Yingji, walked with a series of thrusts towards the French windows. Jiang Yingji, her head held high and moaning, trembled, her honeyed orifice suddenly clenching.
"Hiss, so good."
Xiang Anping continued walking towards the French windows when Jiang Yingji suddenly pleaded in a trembling voice, "Anping... ah... don't go there... ah~"
"Carry me... to the bed... ah, ah~"
"Keep talking, what are you going to do with me on the bed?"
Xiang Anping had already turned around and thrust deeply twice more, his large, curved penis reaching deep into her flower, drawing out a large amount of thick, white fluid, hitting her very core.
Jiang Yingji trembled again, her flower core contracting and leaking a trace of pure, cold vaginal fluid. She gasped and moaned, "Fuck me... ah, ah~"
"Whose cunt are you fucking?"
Xiang Anping continued to thrust heavily, the wet, squelching sounds like pounding mud.
"Fuck Godmother… Ah, ah, ahhh!"
Xiang Anping suddenly stopped thrusting violently, feeling Jiang Yingji's vagina contract tightly like an abortion, becoming even more lubricated.
His large glans pressed against her slowly throbbing clitoris, and he panted, "Say it again, whose are you fucking?"
"Ugh… Fuck Aunt Yingji… Mmm ahhh!"
Xiang Anping, already at his limit, immediately rolled over and pinned her to the soft, firm bed. Her two jade-like legs, tucked between his arms, naturally spread and pressed against the bed, her knees touching her breasts, her large buttocks rising up.
Her thighs were pulled and folded, the muscles in her groin bulging, her soft, plump buttocks overflowing, so full and ample that they were almost indescribable as peaches; each mound was nearly the size of a basketball, yet as soft and smooth as if filled with cream.
His dark, thick, long penis, nearly as thick as a child's arm, plunged in suddenly, and her juices immediately gushed out.
With a foothold now, Xiang Anping's thrusting speed was incomparable to before.
The large penis thrust in and out, penetrating the honeyed orifice like a powerful dragon. Thick, sticky semen, like ointment, coated the shaft evenly. Even with rapid thrusting, each stroke pushed the semen to the base, yet each withdrawal brought forth more, seemingly thicker and whiter.
"Slap slap slap!"
Xiang Anping's thighs and lower abdomen slammed against her round, large buttocks, the sound of flesh slapping incessant, making the soft flesh ripple like waves of milk.
"Aunt Yingji, is it comfortable?"
"Mmm...ah, ya...mmm...ah ah!"
"Quickly tell me...is it comfortable?"
Xiang Anping suddenly thrust twice more, almost rubbing her flower core open. Jiang Yingji let out a sharp, trembling moan, "Too deep...ah~"
Her urinary spurt gushed out a few warm drops.
Whether she felt comfortable or not was obvious, but Xiang Anping wanted to force her to say it, so he could achieve his "training" goal.
However, Xiang Anping clearly underestimated the Yin body. Not only was he at his limit, but the "Queen of Shanghai" was also extremely close to climax. He had only thrust twice when her vagina suddenly tightened as if her abdomen were being pounded. Countless folds constricted her in a spasm, instantly transforming the sensation from being trapped in cream to feeling as if being chafed by countless fine hairs.
His entire penis felt a slight stinging pain from the clamping, while simultaneously, from top to bottom, the numbingly stimulating Yin essence seeped into the countless hot folds, surging and writhing. His large penis instantly felt like it was being electrocuted, stimulating from head to tailbone.
"Oh...hoo!"
Although he was experiencing intense pleasure, Xiang Anping didn't want to ejaculate so soon. His fiery energy had been significantly depleted in the previous two ejaculations, and now he was finally more conscious and wanted to restrain himself. After all, he had finally seized the opportunity, and it would be a waste not to use it all in bed, except for mealtimes.
At the critical moment, Xiang Anping hurriedly withdrew, but in the throes of orgasm, the vaginal muscles gripped his penis tightly, like a tassel sucking on his belly. The glans plowed outwards against countless folds, and the pleasure reached its peak in an instant.
As soon as he pulled out, a torrent of thick semen gushed out like a loaded bullet, never to return.
The force was so great that it splattered directly onto his two full, swollen breasts. Even lying down, the breasts remained as full as risen, snow-white dough, only the heavy lower edges and sides slightly parted.
Her breasts remained round and pointed, like snowdrifts pointing skyward. Her cherry-red areolas, engorged with blood from surging desire, bulged, topped with two tender, plump, round, and erect nipples. The undulating waves of her breasts swayed with her panting breaths.
Xiang Anping's semen shot out rapidly and forcefully. In the blink of an eye, her two large breasts were covered in a thick layer of semen, even her nipples. Even with the two towering peaks blocking the way, a considerable amount of semen still landed on the Shanghai Queen's chin, shoulders, and face.