Flower City Little Dragon King

At this moment, Tang Feng was both nervous and excited, his masculine hormones already ignited by the voluptuous woman before him.

He felt an impulse within him, wanting to push this woman down, to enter her body thoroughly and possess her completely.

Yet, gazing at that graceful figure on the bed, he managed to restrain himself.

If I did that, Sister Han would definitely be pissed off.

Seeing Tang Feng silent, his gaze fixed on Huo Hui, Han Ling became jealous.

"Don't look at her, look at me," she said, cupping Tang Feng's face with both hands, and spoke with annoyance.

Their eyes met.

Han Ling leaned forward, sealing Tang Feng's mouth with her red lips.

At this time, Han Ling completely lost her mind.

She kissed Tang Feng passionately, her nimble tongue occasionally probing into his mouth.

Her hands were also restlessly groping over Tang Feng's body.

In this frenzy, Tang Feng gradually lost himself.

The temperature in the bedroom began to rise.

The air was filled with an intoxicating allure.

Soon, Han Ling was no longer satisfied with just external friction; she moved her hips back, her left hand reaching under her skirt.

With that hand's tug, Tang Feng felt a cool breeze on his lower body.

The beast was thoroughly unleashed from its cage.

Han Ling's hand caressed it gently, her mind trembling.

So big, so hard.

Never mind, today I must swallow it up, I must have him.

Thinking of this colossal beast soon entering her body, a wave of heat rushed within her sacred body.

The clam-like flesh was already wet through.

The panties were completely soaked.

"Sister Han, your sister-in-law is here..." Tang Feng regained his reason and said in a panic.

But Han Ling, having made up her mind, wasn't about to care about that now.

She was determined to experience the power of this manly weapon.

She sealed Tang Feng's mouth once more, lifted her buttocks, found the right position, and sat down on it.

The terrifying beast, guided by Han Ling, followed the edge of her panties, striking straight to the crux of the matter.

In an instant, it entered a holy paradise garden.

Oh...

Han Ling tilted her neck back, her eyes squinting, lips slightly parted, emitting that continuous, satisfied sound.

Even though Han Ling had mentally prepared herself, she still underestimated the enormity of the beast.

She sat on top of Tang Feng, clutching his body tightly.

Inside her paradise garden, the fiery stiffness filled her completely, leaving not the smallest gap.

The problem was, there was still a length of the beast that hadn't entered yet.

She gritted her teeth and sat down hard.

She had reached the end.

Her body shuddered violently, her mind experiencing a dizzying sensation.

I'm going to die… it's pressing right up against my heart.

It took a good while for her to regain her composure.

Then, she began to gently twist her hips.

Oh…

She bit down hard on her teeth, trying not to make any strange noises that would wake Huo Hui.

But the intense sensations were making her itch uncontrollably, she could hardly bear it.

The clam-like flesh tightly enveloped the rod.

Tang Feng sat there, his scalp tingling.

In his gaze, that face so close at hand, the eyes rippling like water, her expression full of wanton desire, set his heart racing.

Reason began to fade away.

His hands cradled Han Ling's perky buttocks from behind, kneading them with force.

He engaged his hips, thrusting upward.

Ah...

Han Ling's eyes widened, mouth agape, unable to restrain a loud cry.

An intense dizziness overwhelmed her, leaving her mind blank.

It really reached the core of her heart, it truly could be fatal.

Tang Feng was like a wild bull, charging madly towards his target.

"Good brother, can you... can you go slower, sister will die," Han Ling pleaded breathlessly, lying limp on top of Tang Feng.

Tang Feng, already aroused to the extreme, calmed down.

Looking at Han Ling's pained expression, he felt a wave of guilt in his heart.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I... I didn't realize..." he said with his head hanging down like a child who had done something wrong.

Seeing Tang Feng like this, Han Ling felt a surge of affection for him, growing even fonder.

"It's not your fault, it's all sister's fault, I'm just not good enough."

"Don't move yet, let sister do it."

Hearing Han Ling's comforting words, Tang Feng slowly lifted his head.

He obediently nodded.

Han Ling gently kissed him on the mouth, and then her hips started to gently rock.

With every rock of her hips, Han Ling's body trembled.

Gradually, Han Ling got used to that terrifying size and began to enjoy it.

Mmm... Mmm...

The subdued, melodious moans echoed around the bedroom.

As she got into the rhythm, Han Ling's pace quickened.

At that moment.

In bed, Huo Hui, who was already drowsy, vaguely heard a sound.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Mmm...

Her heart skipped a beat when she heard that sound behind her.

The sound continued.

Now a married woman, she knew all too well what that sound meant.

She quietly turned her head to look behind her.

When her gaze fell on the scene, she was utterly stunned.

In her view, Han Ling and Tang Feng were sitting face to face, Han Ling's body moving up and down.

Each of Han Ling's movements was accompanied by a shy moan.

They...

They were actually doing that right in front of me...

Looking at the erotic scene, Huo Hui's mind went blank.

She just lay there, foolishly watching.

As she watched, a bad taste developed in her heart.

How could Han Ling do this...

Her heart felt like it was stabbed, the pain unbearable, tears swirling in her eyes.

She wanted to get up, to stop them, but ultimately, she didn't do so.

She lay there, watching with a complex heart.

In her ears, the lingering sound of Han Ling's moans continued without end.

At a certain moment, Han Ling tossed her head back in abandon, her lithe body leaving Tang Feng's, the edge of her short skirt flying up, exposing the scene beneath it directly in her line of sight.

Nggh...

Huo Hui couldn't help but moan softly.

Her entire body felt melted.

She had watched adult films before, but she had never witnessed that scene in real life.

At this moment, watching that scene, her central nervous system was hit with the strongest impact.

She lay there, staring blankly, entire being stupefied.

If only it were her sitting on top, how wonderful that would be.

Han Ling must be feeling bliss right now.

The tiny bit of sleepiness was long gone; she lay there, her body feeling unbearably hot.

Inside her body, an indescribable emptiness and loneliness pervaded.

Han Ling's suppressed voice still lingered in her ears.

The short skirt would fly up and fall down, revealing the scene beneath it in her vision without pause.

The overstimulated images almost drove her mad.