Chapter 29: Back on the boat (H)

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Xu Xuancao felt as if a small snake was drilling into her lower body, cool and icy, sliding along her legs and entering the flesh of her thighs.

It was tender and very sensitive there.

His middle finger flicked, crossing the flesh lips, causing a tingling sensation.

“Mmm…” She tightened her legs in response to the stimulation, trapping his hand.

Bai Sijin smiled and said, “Can’t resist, huh?”

Xu Xuancao was slightly angry and pushed him away, saying, “Don’t touch me.”

“But you want it,” Bai Sijin seductively said, “You get wet at just a touch.”

Xu Xuancao felt his fingers penetrate her entrance, mimicking the motions of intercourse, thrusting in and out of the passage.

His other two fingers gripped her clitoris, rubbing and kneading it.

Mmm… It was both numb and itchy…

The foreign sensation playing with her lower body made her legs tense up, and her snow-white toes curled.

After a while, he withdrew his hand, his fingertips glistening.

Xu Xuancao breathed heavily and glanced outside the window, her gaze hazy.

Lights shone brightly on the opposite side of the lake, and a few paper lanterns floated on the dark water, with flickering orange lights like little stars falling in the night sky.

So beautiful…

Seeing her longing expression, Bai Sijin asked, “Want to see the night view?”

“Mmm…”

Without hesitation, Bai Sijin picked up Xu Xuancao and strode towards the door.

Xu Xuancao’s legs were weak from the stimulation, so she let him carry her.

Bai Sijin brought her to the railing and set her down, allowing her to be closer to the floating paper lanterns.

The paper lanterns floated closer to the painted boat, swaying with the waves, resembling white lotus flowers.

She exclaimed, “So beautiful.”

Bai Sijin embraced her from behind, kissing her earlobe, enjoying the night view together, his hand lifting her skirt.

“What are you doing?” Xu Xuancao was startled.

“I want you, give yourself to me,” he said, his throat wrapped in a wave of heat that burned into her heart.

She whispered, “Not here… It’s not good.”

The lights on the promenade had long gone out, and the surroundings were pitch black. The two of them were hidden in the darkness of the night.

But outdoors, the inexperienced girl couldn’t completely let go.

He lifted her skirt, and his hot, throbbing member pressed directly against her buttocks.

“Ah…” She felt a bit anxious.

It was too stimulating.

Bai Sijin parted her legs, touching the residual honey in her thigh crevice, and grasping the thick object to rub against her slit.

Then, he thrust straight in.

The thick and hot foreign object plunged into her depths, filling her up, swelling and burning…

She was stimulated, clenching tightly around his desire.

“Hiss…” He felt so comfortable being squeezed.

“Don’t be afraid.” With one hand, he caressed her buttocks, trying to make her relax.

With the other hand holding her waist, he thrust forcefully.

Her buttocks could feel the impact of his pelvis, so forceful…

“Can you hear it? The sound of me ravishing you.” To divert her attention, he deliberately uttered vulgar words.

Xu Xuancao heard the sound of flesh slapping behind her and looked around anxiously, worried that someone might come to the promenade.

She tensed up all over, her flesh tightly gripping the shaft.

Her lower body was pierced, the penis thick and hard, veins bulging, stretching out her vaginal folds.

The night breeze brushed against their faces, refreshing and cool.

The thick object inserted inside her, however, was scorching hot.

“You’re gripping so tightly.”

He thrust harder and more fiercely, going in and out completely, savoring the union of their bodies.

Heavy panting from behind blended with the sound of the wind.

She covered her mouth, afraid of making any noise.

At that moment, from the end of the promenade, a belch could be heard, and a dark figure swayed closer.

Xu Xuancao’s body tensed up, ashamed of being caught in this act.

He pressed his finger against her lips and whispered, “Shh, he can’t see us.”

His waist continued to move steadily.

The shaft firmly blocked her entrance, refusing to come out.

“Where do I live?” The drunk man knocked on the doors one by one. No one inside responded to him, but he was getting closer to them.

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