The man pumped his hips. As he moved unceasingly, he felt for the spot inside that was particularly sensitive.
The round glans then always poked and pounded it.
“Mm, ahhh… Don’t… do that–that there…Mph!”
Xiang Yi Mo couldn’t help but scream.
“Where’s there? Is that here? Or here?” Jing Qian deliberately ground against her sensitive spots and pounded them heavily.
The poked points made Xiang Yi Mo scream even more.
Pleasure coursed through her pussy as a gush of juices spilled out with every thrust.
The long, thick rod was moving quickly through the pussy. Each time thrusting the whole thing in and filling the tight tunnel to the brim.
Moreover, his thrusts were particularly deep.
It gave Xiang Yi Mo the illusion that she was about to be pierced through.
Even well-adjusted as she was, she felt incredibly full. It was so fresh and hot, galloping through her body.
“(Whimper)… Jing Qian, ah, slow down…”
She grunted feebly. The voice that escaped her lips was getting softer and softer that juices could oozed out, “So full…”
Jing Qian thrust into her even quicker. He fucked her so hard that the mouth on top couldn’t close and she moaned lasciviously. The two jade-like legs below could not close together. They were wide open as they withstand the man’s pounding.
The more he pounded, the fiercer it became. The more he pounded the wetter his little pusy was.
At first, he hadn’t thought about whether he should be gentler since the girl had just been deflowered by him.
When he entered her body…
What’s “gentle”?
All he knew is that his house is on fire. <sup>[1]</sup>
Nothing tactful. Just, on top of not making it comfortable, he penetrated her quickly and deeply every time.
He withdrew his rod and thrust it in, bringing out with it a bit clear sexual secretions mixed with blood. As he continuously pounded into her quicker and quicker, a white froth was formed from the place where their sexual organs were connected.
Lu Wang Chen and Ji Heng Yu sat on her left and right.
At this moment, they were watching their beloved girl being pinned down by their best friend, whimpering and sobbing.
It was inevitable that their hearts were bubbling with bitterness.
More than anything, they hated the fact that they weren’t the ones fucking the little girl.
But if they really couldn’t accept this, they wouldn’t have agreed to share such a ridiculous thing with each other in private.
Who asked them to love her to death?
The men’s gazes fell on the two’s pelvis.
They stared straight at it. Aroused by the lustful sight before them, the manhood in between their legs swelled.
In no time at all, Xiang Yi Mo’s body tensed up as she was being fucked to the point where she was extremely numb. Her body immediately became taut.
The soft flesh twisted rigidly towards the rod in the middle.
Her moans became louder.
“Just about, en… I can’t take it anymore.”
Jing Qian did not hold back, considering that it was her first time and that there were two others, Lu Wang Chen and Ji Heng Yu.
After several violent thrusts and while Xiang Yi Mo was reaching her climax, he finally gave a hard, deep thrust and was strung out against the slightly quivering mouth of the womb.
The hot semen poured into the womb.
Her depths were still convulsing erratically.
Jing Qian gasped raggedly, before the half-soft rod, which her walls were clinging to, showed signs of raising its head again….
He pulled out.
The pussy was unclogged by the rod and a thick stream of semen mixed with clear lewd juices dripped out and trickled down the centre of her legs.
He looked at Xiang Yi Mo’s lower body. The small hole was shrinking and spitting out a little bit of his white gunk. His throat tightened as he hastily averted his deep, dark eyes, which still held lust.
He quickly moved away to make room for the two behind him.
And he didn’t forget to instruct—
“It’s Mo Mo’s first time. Don’t do it for too long. She won’t be able to take it. I’ll go out and clean up.”
[1] 房子着火(fángzi zháohuǒ)- One’s house is on fire is in reference to the phrase “老房子着火(lǎo fángzi zháohuǒ)- ‘the old house is on fire’ which means it is very hard to salvage it. It generally refers to the joys and sorrows of life. It also means that the love of an old person is like an old house on fire. Once it rises, the fire will soar to the sky and become uncontrollable. Here, it means that Jing Qian’s love is like a house on fire.
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