Jiang Yun could clearly feel Ma Qian's sweaty, delicate body pressed tightly against his dark, strong body, trembling and writhing, looking so weak and helpless.
Unbeknownst to her, Ma Qian's vaginal canal had gradually become familiar with and adapted to Jiang Yun's enormous member, and the pain had quietly subsided.
Ma Qian's body was also changing, and their sexual intercourse was gradually getting better. Jiang Yun and Ma Qian were going in and out, welcoming and sending each other.
Everything was so perfectly matched, it was wonderful. Jiang Yun and Ma Qian were like a loving couple who had been together for many years.
His satisfaction and love for the massive size and power of that behemoth goes without saying, but Jiang Yun, despite his superb skills, was unwilling to use them to the fullest, even though he clearly had some skill in each impact.
They can unleash their full power, ravaging Ma Qian's tender flower core, instantly bringing her to the brink of ecstasy.
The movements during the thrusting were unexpectedly soft and restrained, making Ma Qian feel comfortable and relaxed, as if every pore was singing and every inch of her skin was intoxicated.
However, she did not experience the complete and exhilarating feeling of being utterly conquered by Jiang Yun, which made the passionate Ma Qian feel like a fish being teased by bait.
Ma Qian was so comfortable that she was completely oblivious to everything else, her mind had already flown to the heavens, and she really wanted to be caught by Jiang Yun.
The wicked Diao Chan teacher, Jiang Yun, refused to hang up, instead indulging in the sight of Ma Qian's yearning expression, as if he were enjoying it immensely.
Moreover, Jiang Yun's methods did not stop there. While thrusting his hips, Jiang Yun also embraced Ma Qian's plump, round, soft, and boneless body.
As Jiang Yun walked back and forth in the room, Ma Qian's enjoyment became more and more intense. Ma Qian was still moaning softly, but Jiang Yun continued to walk and do it.
The intensity of the encounter caused tears to glisten and fall from Ma Qian's vagina as Jiang Yun thrust into her, filling the room with a sensual, lustful scent.
But after taking a few steps, Ma Qian could feel the benefits of walking, as Jiang Yun took a step forward.
During the action, the enormous thing that had previously only been lightly rubbing Ma Qian's heart began to thrust and tease Ma Qian's sensitive areas with each step.
The sensation made Ma Qian's sweet moans escape her lips, rising and falling in rhythm with Jiang Yun's every step, echoing and lingering in the room.
With no support behind her, Jiang Yun's soft, delicate body could only cling to Jiang Yun like an octopus.
She wrapped her arms around Jiang Yun's neck, her jade-like legs tightly encircled Jiang Yun's waist, and her tender orifice was intertwined with Jiang Yun's love, unable to break free even for a moment.
As Jiang Yun moved, his center of gravity shifted, and with each step he took, he lifted himself up, just as Ma Qian's delicate body slid down.
Although Jiang Yun showed affection and held Ma Qian's round buttocks in his hands, he was quite tactful in his movements.
The enormous thing wasn't pushing very hard, but to Ma Xi, it felt as if the flower core was being bombarded by the enormous thing again and again.
He pressed hard, rubbing and caressing Ma Qian's sensitive spot until she could barely suppress her seductive moans.
Jiang Yun's methods were so intense; the tender caresses during foreplay alone were enough to make Ma Qian's body go limp and unable to hold on any longer.
Now, as Jiang Yun thrusts into him step by step, he feels extremely comfortable and pleasured, and there is no way he can be reserved or hold back in the slightest.
Her delicate flower core was attacked repeatedly, making Ma Qian feel so comfortable that she felt as if she had collapsed, coupled with Jiang Yun's huge and hard member.
It seemed as if this enormous thing alone could support Ma Qian's plump and rounded body, and his hands kept stroking Ma Qian's waist and buttocks without stopping.
With a clear rhythm and unpredictable methods, Ma Qian's burning desire was amplified by the efficient manipulation, igniting a fierce and intense passion throughout her body.
The feeling was so wonderful that Ma Qian was completely lost in pleasure, and before she knew it, she was completely overwhelmed by the ecstasy. Ma Qian struggled to move her slender waist.
Her panting and moaning, as if she were about to suffocate, carried out Ma Qian's pleasure one after another. At the height of her climax, a torrent of lustful rain fell, spreading like sweet dew with Jiang Yun's movements.
The room was instantly filled with a sweet fragrance and soft whispers. Where their bodies were intertwined, sticky fluids mixed with sweat flowed continuously, as if even the air in the room was soaked.
Amidst sweet and seductive moans, Ma Qian reached her climax, feeling as if her entire body had opened up, fueled by the intense pleasure of orgasm.
The pleasure erupted like a volcano, washing over her entire body and leaving Ma Qian feeling weak and breathless with pleasure, speechless with delight.
Just when Ma Qian was already so comfortable that she was limp as a rag doll, Jiang Yun's methods were about to unleash their full power.
In the dazed state of climax, Ma Qian felt weak and numb all over, unable to control herself. Even her heart felt empty, and she couldn't think of anything.
In her daze, Ma Qian felt as if she were surrounded by celestial music, and she didn't know where Jiang Yun's voice came from.
It was both gentle and beautiful, like a royal decree, making Ma Qian obey and follow it without any resistance.
Under Jiang Yun's instructions, Ma Qian lay on her back on the bed, her weak and feeble hands barely managing to hold onto her legs, allowing him to satisfy her once again.
Her tender opening, moist and lubricated, and flushed like a blooming rose, protruded high, presenting an alluring image of a celestial body lying prone, ready to be devoured.
Jiang Yun herself placed her hands on either side of Ma Qian's ears and slowly exerted force in her waist, allowing the woman who had just been touched to seduce him.
Now, the firm, enormous thing, returning to the same spot, was slowly inserted, then withdrawn, occasionally rubbing gently against that sensitive spot.
This caused Ma Qian to moan and groan as if in a final burst of lust, the flames of desire rising ever higher, the pleasure of incestuous incest driving Jiang Yun almost insane.
Jiang Yun leaned forward, thrusting his enormous member with all his might while looking down at Ma Qian, who was completely absorbed in the moment.
At this moment, Ma Qian's arms were tightly wrapped around Jiang Yun's arched waist, and her full breasts were pressed tightly against Jiang Yun's chest.
Her straight neck was pulled back, her flushed face swayed from side to side with Jiang Yun's movements, and her hair was scattered on the bed.
Jiang Yun had long wanted to see Ma Qian's seductive demeanor during sex; Ma Qian was slightly sweaty, her face flushed, and her teeth clenched.
Her lips trembled slightly, she let out soft moans, and occasionally she would inhale a breath of cold air from the corner of her mouth, her nostrils flaring irregularly.
Her watery eyes, half-open and half-closed, gradually became hazy, just like a vast, misty sea. All of this fully revealed that Ma Qian had a strong reaction to Jiang Yun's sexual intercourse.
Jiang Yun felt overjoyed and filled with an unparalleled sense of accomplishment—Jiang Yun was a man, a real man who could fully satisfy Ma Qian's sexual needs.