After the peeping figure disappeared from the secret chamber originally used to store the "remains" found in caves and ruins, the lewd acts in the bedroom showed no sign of stopping.
Yuan Hui's robust body, comparable to a bear, almost completely covered the slender figure of the Shanghai Queen. Sweat-drenched, glistening muscles rippled as he raised his massive buttocks and thrust wildly between Jiang Yingji's thighs. His enormous, almost crimson-red penis, combined with his movements, resembled a robust Tibetan mastiff in heat.
A fiery, dog-whip-like penis repeatedly rubbed against her plump, rounded thighs, leaving wet streaks on her black-stockinged, white legs. Sometimes it thrust into her snow-white mons pubis, rubbing against her delicate cleft, sometimes it plunged into her fleshy buttocks. Once, upon withdrawal, the erect glans even lifted the thin string of her panties, revealing her pink, swollen anus.
The movements were wild, crude, and obscene… yet it was merely an act of instinct, an outpouring of overflowing lust and energy. Coupled with a touch of bad luck, he couldn't quite find the right approach.
Until one particular thrust, perhaps due to the accumulated probability of repeated attempts, or simply by chance, the powerful penis struck precisely at the lower part of the vulva. With a perfect angle, a soft "squeak" was heard, and the tightly closed, plump labia were forced open by the large glans, delicately pushed to the sides. Now, only a thin strip of damp cloth between the vulva and the glans served as a barrier.
This, of course, had no effect on the powerful, heavy penis. The glans quickly pushed aside the labia and plunged into the vulva. A milky white substance slowly overflowed from the swollen opening.
But for some reason, the speed of penetration slowed down. About halfway in, it even slightly curved upwards, churning the sticky fluid with a sizzling sound, as if something inside the tender vagina was struggling against the penis, obstructing its path.
Jiang Yingji's vagina was naturally incredibly tight and smooth, almost like a virgin's, yet soft and lubricated like cream, its layers wrapping around the penis, creating considerable resistance. However, the inside of her vagina was moist and warm, like a soft, moist opening, so the many tender folds did not hinder the penis's entry and exit at all. Instead, they acted like countless delicate brushes, carrying glistening vaginal fluid, rubbing against the bulging veins of the penis, leaving a sticky, white trail.
But if one looked at the thin black ropes taut against the sides of the Shanghai Queen's round, full buttocks, like thin-skinned pears, and another rope deeply embedded in her cleft, one would understand that the small silk panties, originally less than the size of a palm, had been completely inserted into the vagina along with the glans, stretched to their limit, like a resilient membrane soaked in vaginal fluid, barely stopping the penis's advance!
Under normal circumstances, simply pulling out the penis and tearing down the panties would suffice. But in her current state, Yuanhui felt a raging fire burning within her, searing her entire body, except for the small area enveloped by her soft flesh, which experienced unparalleled pleasure.
However, the obstruction at the tip prevented full penetration. Without any time to think, Yuanhui, her eyes red, let out a low growl and thrust her hips forward like a bear, the penis pressing against her labia, revealing the tender, red flesh inside. The lower edge of her rounded vulva was stretched almost into a thin pink membrane, and gushing, lustful fluid overflowed.
"Sizzle!"
After a brief stalemate, the two thin black strands extending diagonally from above her snowy hips suddenly stretched to their limit, then unexpectedly burst open, the fleshy rod penetrating further in. Nothing seemed to stop it from entering completely, utterly occupying the entire flower path.
Then, at the last moment, a soft, white, slender, and graceful hand, led by a snow-white, crane-like wrist, embraced her sweaty, ape-like neck, and then that delicate hand, adorned with pale cherry-red nail tips, gently pressed down.
Yuan Hui's massive body shuddered instantly, as if a pause had been pressed, immediately collapsing motionless, his heavy body, carrying nearly a hundred blows, creaked as it pressed down on Jiang Yingji.
But instead of Jiang Yingji moaning from being pressed down, her two delicate hands pushed against his strong shoulders, the bed shook violently, and then it flipped over, with Yuan Hui on the bottom and the "Queen of Shanghai" on top.
If Zhang Zichen were still here, he would be utterly shocked. Jiang Yingji, whom he thought was captivated, actually had her star-like eyes wide open, her fair face slightly flushed, and a complex expression on her beautiful face as she looked down at their joined parts—
Her round, gourd-shaped, full buttocks sat on the man's lap, her two full, moon-like buttocks almost covering his thighs, and between her legs, her plump vulva had completely swallowed his thick, long penis, revealing two plump labia holding the dark, thick member, and the parted, pink flesh.
And those stunningly long legs, in this posture, could only be positioned in an M-shape on either side of Yuan Hui's body. It seemed that if she pulled her legs in, the soft, snow-white flesh of her two enormous breasts would be tucked between her knees; their length was beyond description.
Even when connected to a man's body, the Queen of Shanghai maintained an unimaginable air of nobility and elegance. Her slender waist, like a swaying willow, was gracefully straight; her breasts, round and full, pressed heavily against her chest and ribs; the strong muscles of her armpits were taut and elongated, creating a perfectly teardrop-shaped, alluring bust.
Her beautiful eyes held a hint of coldness, yet also a subtle, indescribable melancholy and longing. Finally, a soft sigh escaped her lips, and her delicate, silken toes tiptoed, her long, slender feet mostly raised, revealing exquisitely beautiful, pinkish-white arches and delicate, alluring blue veins. Her long, slender legs flowed like water, gently lifting her round, pear-shaped, plump, peach-like buttocks.
The tender vulva withdrew its engorged member, the plump, fleshy lips parted, revealing a vibrant red, pink petals blooming. The glistening, delicate flesh within the opening clung to the thick, swollen shaft, brushing against the blue veins, leaving a trail of creamy white.