Coated in viscous white fluid, the shaft churned in and out, causing the labial petals to curl and flip; the honey-hole—freshly washed clean moments ago—was soon slicked again with sticky white paste. As the cock thrust and churned, strands of fluid stretched and snapped, and a creamy white stream trickled down the cleft of Sister Lanyan's buttocks.
Perhaps Qin Yan was nearing his limit; after only a few dozen thrusts, he drove deep into the honey-hole, his scrotum contracted, and he unleashed a fresh, surging torrent of semen. "Oh... as expected, the Captain's tender pussy feels the best."
After Qin Yan ejaculated, Sister Lan Yan squeezed her eyes shut and panted heavily, though the heaving of her soft breasts gradually settled into a steady rhythm.
The flush on her face began to fade slightly. Qin Yan didn't notice, however, that just as he prepared to pin her against the tank and thrust into her again, Sister Lan Yan—who had seemed completely powerless moments before—suddenly reached out and shoved him away.
Qin Yan tumbled to the ground with a thud, looking utterly bewildered. Before he could react, Sister Lan Yan dropped to all fours. Her incredibly long, shapely, and powerful legs shifted, revealing the smooth, tender soles of her feet, while her round, firm, and voluminous buttocks rose high in the air.
Her plump labia were pressed full and taut between her thighs—fleshy and rounded like a pair of steamed buns—clamped tightly shut. Traces of white fluid were caught between the lips; as her legs moved back and forth, the flesh squeezed together, grinding the fluid in a display of extreme, unbridled eroticism.
Sister Lan Yan crawled forward, her slender waist dipping low. The exquisite curves of her back, shoulders, and neck contrasted with the swell of her buttocks; her muscles flowed in smooth, graceful lines—like a beautiful, dangerous female panther—as she crept step by step toward Qin Yan's erect, massive cock.
Witnessing this scene, Li Dong felt his mind go blank, a thrill of electric numbness coursing through his heart.
What was Sister Lan Yan about to do?
Li Dong had a hunch, yet he could hardly bring himself to believe it. Lan Yan shifted onto her knees, her long, shapely legs crossing as her dark ponytail swayed gently; the muscles of her hips and buttocks rippled and undulated seductively as she crawled between Qin Yan's legs, positioning herself before his towering, erect cock.
The next moment, Lan Yan lowered her slender neck, guiding her head down onto the rigid shaft; that upright, thick member... slowly disappeared into her crimson lips.
Her lush, beautiful lips engulfed the shaft all the way to the base, holding a deep-throat position for a moment; Qin Yan's legs went rigid and his entire body shuddered, overwhelmed by the peak of pleasure.
Then, Lan Yan began to lift her head; her lips and cheeks stretched taut, maintaining a seal so tight there wasn't a sliver of space. As she slowly pulled upward, her lips curled outward into a fleshy ring—it didn't look like a mere blowjob, but rather as if she were trying to suck the cock right out of his body.
Qin Yan let out a strange, guttural sound, his waist and hips lifting slightly off the ground; the shaft of his cock, now slick from her suction, was visibly flushed red.
After sucking on the head, she kept her lips wrapped around it, twisting gently from side to side before lowering her head once more to swallow the entire length.
This cycle repeated; each time she paused, a red ring of a lip-print was left on the shaft. By the time five or six prints marked the length from base to tip, and she had once again created a tight vacuum seal near the head, Qin Yan's body suddenly convulsed and his scrotum contracted—he was clearly ejaculating profusely into her mouth. Sister Lan Yan, however, met the spurting jet head-on, continuing to bob up and down all the way to the base; one could even see the base of her slender, snow-white neck—stretched taut by the shaft—trembling and spasming violently from the force of the ejaculation.
Qin Yan's eyes rolled back until the whites showed, a testament to the sheer intensity of his climax.
*Pop.*
After a long moment, Sister Lan Yan finally let Qin Yan's cock slip free; the shaft hung slightly limp and glistening wet, yet not a trace of semen remained on it.
Li Dong felt dazzled; the mere sight of it was overwhelming. He had never witnessed a blowjob like this—it was like a clash between spirit and flesh, or a fierce, primal battle of bodies.
Suddenly, he felt a swelling, tingling sensation in his groin; without even realizing it, he had become fully erect from watching the scene.
Shen Weiwei was also aroused by the lewd, carnal spectacle unfolding before her, her own nether regions soaking wet. She had already quietly slipped her hand between her thighs to caress her labia and clitoris, and upon seeing Li Dong's erection, she moved into action.
With eyes glistening with desire, she knelt before Li Dong, opened her small mouth to take his glans inside, and began to bob slowly.
Even though Shen Weiwei was sucking his cock, Li Dong was barely distracted; his attention remained riveted on Sister Lan Yan.
He watched as Sister Lan Yan steadied the now-softening, massive cock. She extended her pointed, tender red tongue to swirl and lick along the rim of the large glans, occasionally taking it into her mouth to suckle and specifically tease the urethral opening. "Oh..."
Qin Yan groaned as his cock began to re-erect, growing hard again at a visibly rapid pace. Sister Lan Yan gave the glans a final, lingering suck before releasing it; she then stood up, moved over to straddle Qin Yan's crotch, and lowered herself into a squat, letting her full, supple labia majora envelop his engorged, towering glans.
Li Dong held his breath. Although the heartache remained, he began to sense something—he knew Sister Lan Yan too well, and it seemed she was using this very method to defy the enemy.