Ma Zhikai's large mouth sucked away from her full, elegant big toe, then he swept her legs up, pressing them under his arm until her knees touched her breasts and shoulders. Her snowy buttocks were arched upwards, the angle of her vagina perfectly aligned with his penis, each thrust penetrating to the hilt, extremely deep and powerful, the sound like flesh being ripped apart.
"Smack... Still not reserved?"
"Will you let me fuck you?"
"You came here to be fucked, wasn't it just for your sister?!"
"Ahhh...ahhh—...no...woo, ah no...yaaaaah—!" Lingxiu's face was flushed, her eyes glazed, her cries incoherent. Waves of orgasm made her feel like she was about to faint, yet she lingered on the brink of death, one second in hell, the next in heaven.
The overwhelming numbness, stimulation, and tingling pleasure within her made her unable to endure it any longer; she was completely overwhelmed.
Perhaps even she herself didn't know what she was saying; her cries and wanton moans blended together, like a little girl's sobs, or the wailing of a seductive woman…
Ma Zhikai, satisfied, concentrated on his vigorous thrusting. In truth, his penis couldn't take it anymore, unable to withstand the beautiful policewoman captain's vagina, which gripped and squeezed like a vise.
Finally, he thrust powerfully into her, ejaculating until he was dizzy and lightheaded, spurting out gushes of hot semen in astonishingly large amounts.
Lingxiu screamed again from the ejaculation, her beautiful eyes rolling slightly upwards, almost momentarily losing consciousness.
Unbeknownst to Lingxiu, Yutang had also been amazed by the sheer volume of Ma Zhikai's semen; even someone with a pure yin constitution was rendered screaming by it, which ultimately led her to take him as her "little puppy."
Meanwhile, at the corner by the door, Li Dong, who had witnessed almost the entire live sex show, wore a complex expression. He had wanted to stop her from the moment he entered, but he couldn't understand why Lingxiu was there with another man…
But halfway through, he was almost unable to move. He wasn't unfamiliar with being intimate with the Lingxiu sisters, but he had never heard her utter such soul-stirring moans, her seductive expression, the unintentional expression of desire and pleasure.
Only an observer could clearly perceive it.
Finally, when the man was about to ejaculate, he wanted to stop him, but those indescribably seductive "no"s acted like a wall, preventing him from doing so.
A moment later, seeing the two slumped together, their snow-white thighs seemingly unconsciously clamping around the man's thick waist, their lower bodies still tightly joined, he sighed softly, quietly stepped forward, and touched the man's nape, instantly rendering him unconscious.
Only then did he push the man away, his enormous penis, even in her unconscious state, withdrawing from her blocked vagina. Semen gushed out almost like a fountain, the amount shockingly large.
Seeing Lingxiu's disheveled state, he first took her home, then gave her a bath, finally settling the now fair and tender Lingxiu next to his younger sister, Lingxuan.
Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of Lingxiu's slightly swollen and red labia. When he lowered his penis, her legs rubbed together, causing her to frown and her cheeks to flush, seemingly with a hint of pain.
He initially didn't want to linger, but his heart softened. He gently parted Lingxiu's thighs, revealing her labia, swollen and with her hunched toes even more pronounced, slightly parted due to the pull of her thighs.
Her labia minora, ravaged by countless acts of penetration, were a vibrant, blood-red, swollen, and glistening red. The oily skin at the tips of her labia majora was the most intensely red. Looking at Lingxiu, who even in her sleep had her brow furrowed, he sighed softly and extended his index and middle fingers to massage her labia majora.
His fingertips felt slightly warm as he channeled a wisp of Yang-attribute true energy, kneading the two red labia majora and labia majora together. The beauty's expression in her sleep visibly softened, but a soft, wet sound began to emerge.
Soon, her labia majora became as if coated with oil. His fingertips parted the labia, rubbing the swollen, tender flesh with Yang-attribute true energy. Even in her sleep, the warmth of her vulva, the tingling sensation from the penetrating true energy, had a powerful soothing effect, causing Lingxiu to let out a soft moan.
Suddenly, her vulva twitched slightly, and a stream of slippery, lustful fluid gushed out, instantly soaking Li Dong's fingertips.
After this minor peak, Lingxiu's brows were no longer furrowed with pain, and her labia had subsided, becoming as tender as cherry blossoms.
She curled her jade-like legs, a sweet smile appearing on her face as she drifted off to sleep…
…
After taking care of Lingxiu, Li Dong spent some time going to the Luo family home.
He wanted to see Xuetang, but he hadn't notified her beforehand, nor had he gone to the Luo Shen Building. Realizing that Shen City was the enemy's headquarters, he wanted to minimize the possibility of exposure.
With his deliberate avoidance, even the ubiquitous security cameras couldn't capture his image.
However, back home—for him, the Luo family was his home. He had been fostered here since childhood, leaving behind too many memories, which made him unconsciously lower his guard, and he had no intention of hiding himself.
So he pressed the communication bell. The servant saw him through the security camera, his face showing surprise and delight, and quickly went to inform Butler Qin.
The young master had returned; usually, Butler Qin would personally come to greet him.
Li Dong waited a while, only to find that Uncle Qin, usually meticulous and swift, arrived rather late. His complexion even looked somewhat weary and tired, as if those few steps had been a strenuous exercise for him. Li Dong couldn't help but sigh; Uncle Qin was getting on in years.
"Young Master, why are you back?"
Uncle Qin's eyes showed surprise, even a hint of panic. His usually impeccably groomed clothes were slightly disheveled, as if he had just hurriedly changed.