‘Wood, wood, wood, love me! Wood!’ Tang Ziyu invited his wood passionately. She was so itchy now, and she knew what she wanted. Mu Xiaotian lifted his head from between her legs and looked at the small face occupied by lust. Those crystal eyes were begging for his relief. He knew he didn’t have to hold back, but he wanted her to be even more crazy, so he inserted two fingers to make her pussy more fully prepared for his entry. His tongue pushed into her mouth, making her share the sweet taste of herself with him. Tang Ziyu climaxed from his stimulation, and a jet of honey water shot out, but Mu didn’t notice, he was now too busy entwining with her sweet little tongue.
Finally, he left her panting mouth, completely separated her legs, so that his hot dragon thrust into and successfully entered that warm place. He was not in a hurry as before, his movements were slow, each time he entered completely and pulled out again. The feeling of being penetrated again and again drove Tang Ziyu almost crazy. She grabbed Mu Xiaotian’s arm and shouted out loud for Mu. There was so much honey water in her pussy that every movement he made made a sound, and it got louder and louder. Tang Ziyu felt like she was going crazy. When she felt that she could no longer stand such torture, Mu Xiaotian accelerated his pace and thrust vigorously inside her. Tang Ziyu’s pussy desperately tightened and expanded, which made Mu Xiaotian even more crazy.
Suddenly, Tang Ziyu tenderly stroked Mu Xiaotian’s face, ‘Mu, don’t leave me!’ Mu Xiaotian’s body stiffened, and he stopped moving. Looking at the woman beneath him, a few tears were slowly sliding down the corners of her eyes. The words she had intended to say in front of everyone, words that had been stuck in her throat, she could now finally say. She didn’t know if the wood could feel the pain in her heart, but she was really afraid of losing him, because she finally knew what he was in her heart.
Mu Xiaotian leaned down and kissed the little mouth he loved so much. The long hair that had fallen out swept over Tang Ziyu’s breasts, as if countless gentle tentacles were touching her, which made her involuntarily tighten her legs, trapping Mu Xiaotian’s hot dragon deep inside her body. Mu Xiaotian looked up and smiled at Tang Ziyu for the first time, tenderly like the new spring flowers in spring. ‘Xiao Yu’er, do you want to take my life?’ Tang Ziyu was embarrassed. She knew what he meant, but what should she do? ‘I will always keep you by my side,’ he said very tenderly, then straightened up and spread her legs wide apart. ‘Now let me love you well, and I will make it hard for you to leave me, just like…’
Tang Ziyu could no longer hear his voice because her own voice had drowned it out. She could clearly feel his thrusts, his hot dragon constantly pounding against her most sensitive places, causing her soft cries to turn into light sobs. Then she could no longer make a sound, and she could only clutch the sheets beneath her and arch her back to invite him to enter her more fiercely. Finally, the wood released all its heat into her body, and he embraced her tightly, their hearts completely joined for the first time.
When Situ Ping walked in the moonlight, he saw Tang Ziyu lying naked on the bed, while the half-naked Hero Mu was massaging the young woman’s tender skin. Hearing a noise, Tang Ziyu opened her dazed eyes. She was so nervous, not knowing how Mu would react. Situ Ping knew that Tang Ziyu was nervous because she was facing two sober men for the first time. ‘It seems that Hero Mu likes candlelight, but I prefer the dark.’ With that, Situ Ping blew out the candle, and the moonlight shone into the room from behind him, making him look like a majestic god. He gave Tang Ziyu a strange feeling she had never had before. The libertine she knew seemed to have never existed, or perhaps she had never truly known this man.
Sifu Ping was different from usual, acting very strong. He picked up Tang Ziyu and a cold gleam flashed in his eyes. He didn’t caress Tang Ziyu’s breasts much, and just thrust in from behind. Tang Ziyu, stimulated, couldn’t help but let out a cry, and then she was kissed by Mu Xiaotian. Sifu Ping’s hot dragon didn’t meet much resistance as it entered, because there was honey water inside, and even more of Mu Xiaotian’s hot liquid. The even hotter and slicker, more sensitive pussy let Sifu Ping’s hot dragon penetrate even deeper. Mu Xiaotian let go of Tang Ziyu, and a strand of silver hair fell from her mouth to her nipple. His eyes turned darker in colour, and he pressed Tang Ziyu’s head down so that she could engulf his already somewhat hard member. Tang Ziyu was unable to catch her breath properly before the hot dragon, still dripping with her honey, was shoved into her mouth.