"Milk, and… steamed bun."
Jiang Nansun looked at Zhao Tianhao, emphasizing the words "milk" and "steamed bun."
The words "milk" and "steamed bun" further aroused Zhao Tianhao. He raised his head and took one of Jiang Nansun's nipples into his mouth.
As if truly transforming into a beast, he grabbed Jiang Nansun's left breast with both hands and pulled it upwards, causing the nipple in his mouth to be pulled even higher.
Zhao Tianhao's body leaned slightly forward, his huge penis continuously ejaculating semen into Zhu Suosuo's throat.
Zhu Suosuo swallowed skillfully.
"What's that sound?"
Zhang Anren heard the swallowing sound.
"I told you, Suosuo is eating."
Jiang Nansun was getting impatient and wanted to hang up the phone.
Mainly because she saw Zhao Tianhao's large penis, now fully ejaculated, approaching her vagina.
She was terrified that Zhao Tianhao would take advantage of her while she was on the phone with her boyfriend.
She had already wronged her boyfriend, and felt that talking to him on the phone while having sex with Zhao Tianhao was too much for him.
Zhang Anren sensed Jiang Nansun's impatience. His goal was to tell her that his acceptance letter for staying at the university had arrived, but he was afraid that saying so would lead to another argument.
Therefore, Zhang Anren kept building up the conversation, hoping to find some topics to casually bring it up.
He hoped this would avoid another argument, while simultaneously proposing to visit Jiang Nansun's father again.
After all, he felt that now that he had stayed at the university, he was worthy of Jiang Nansun, and he wanted her father to know as well.
Little did he know, he hadn't even bothered to understand Jiang's father.
Zhao Tianhao's penis was enormous, nearly thirty centimeters long after swelling, as thick as a baby's arm, with a glans the size of a goose egg—all of which shocked Jiang Nansun's eyes.
At this moment, the huge penis, like a venomous dragon's drill, was thrusting into her vagina.
There was no time for Jiang Nansun to imagine, because Zhao Tianhao's large glans had already forced open the entrance to her vagina, and the hot, full, and satisfying sensation returned.
Jiang Nansun's eyes widened, her mouth agape in an "O" shape.
Jiang Nansun's vagina was already overflowing with fluids; the secluded path was wet, and her labia were like open arms welcoming travelers, still flowing with the fluids she had released during her previous orgasm.
Jiang Nansun watched as Zhao Tianhao's throbbing penis slowly penetrated her vagina.
Zhu Suosuo also watched the two of them, surprised by their boldness. Even she, as an observer, found it exciting, let alone how excited the two of them were.
"Ah..."
A long, drawn-out moan escaped her lips, seemingly a mixture of pain and sweetness, as if containing an endless, indescribable myriad of sensations.
Jiang Nansun once again received Zhao Tianhao's complete penetration, all the way to the bottom, a single thrust locking her throat.
Although the walls of her vagina were already lubricated, they still burned with a sensation that was neither painful nor sore, neither numb nor tingling. After all, she had just lost her virginity to Zhao Tianhao that afternoon.
Her vagina and uterus were completely filled, her vulva and clitoris pounded to pieces by the iron pestle.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Anren's anxious question came from the other end of the phone.
Jiang Nansun composed herself, her expression a mixture of resentment, allure, fulfillment, and a sense of release.
A deep, almost plaintive affection, and a lingering, tender longing as she gazed at the man thrusting into her.
"Fall, ah, down, um, down."
With a groan, as if in pain, Jiang Nansun endured the tingling, itchy sensation as she answered her boyfriend Zhang Anren's concerned question.
She was filled with many emotions, but none of them stemmed from guilt towards Zhang Anren. Perhaps the person she truly loved was Zhao Tianhao, Zhu Suosuo's boyfriend.
Although she was now like a mistress, she didn't care. Just like she had said during her argument with her father before running away from home, as long as she loved, she didn't care if the person she loved was married, unmarried, had children, or how old they were.
Zhao Tianhao's body didn't stop because of Jiang Nansun and Zhang Anren's phone call. His hands grasped Jiang Nansun's full breasts again, and his large penis began to withdraw from her vagina. When his erect penis was two-thirds of the way out, his large glans hooked onto the G-spot on the upper wall of Jiang Nansun's vagina.
"Ah, um, oh."
Another long, seductive moan escaped her lips. Jiang Nansun felt as if her very soul had been stolen away.
"What's wrong? What's wrong now?"
Zhang Anren on the other end of the phone was extremely anxious.
"Mmm, Suosuo, oh."
Before Jiang Nansun could finish answering, Zhao Tianhao's penis thrust in again, all the way in, filling her vagina and uterus once more.
"What's wrong with Suosuo?"
Zhang Anren thought Zhu Suosuo was also injured.
"Suosuo, Suosuo, here, give me a massage."
Zhao Tianhao launched another attack, beginning to thrust in and out with slow, repeated impacts.
"Oh, I thought Suosuo had fallen too."
Zhang Anren's tone softened, joking with Jiang Nansun.
As the speed of his thrusts increased, Zhao Tianhao felt the benefits of Jiang Nansun's snow-white, beautiful buttocks. With each thrust, Jiang Nansun's plump buttocks acted like a spring, creating a spring-like effect with the speed of his thrusts, not only saving effort but also accelerating the process.
"Slap, slap, slap, slap."
Zhao Tianhao's thrusts grew faster and faster, his large penis becoming a motor, his vagina a piston, as if the relentless pounding would eventually send them both soaring.
"Mmm, oh, mmm, oh."
"Why are there slapping sounds?"
Seeing that Jiang Nansun was only moaning and not responding, Zhang Anren asked.
"Suo Suo, give me, slap, hit, massage, ah."
Jiang Nansun barely managed to answer, continuing to moan.
"Oh, mmm."
"Oh, I'm listening."
Zhang Anren didn't continue; he only thought so, after all, he was still a virgin and didn't know what the sounds of making love with a woman were like.
"Mmm, don't, talk nonsense."
Jiang Nansun was almost too weak to respond to Zhang Anren. Zhao Tianhao's thrusts were too fast, exceeding all her previous tolerance. She felt the man on top of her had become a pile driver, frantically pounding into her tender womb. Her body, her soul, her heart—they were all about to be pierced.
The sensation of orgasm washed over her; her body flushed, and the walls of her vagina began to contract.
"Oh, oh, oh, ah."
Under this thrilling, almost illicit, passion, Jiang Nansun experienced her first orgasm, leaving her completely limp.
But she knew her blissful sexual life had only just begun, for the thrusting continued, the pumping hadn't stopped.
Zhang Anren began rambling on the phone, still laying the groundwork for the school retention notice.
Jiang Nansun could only respond with moans and groans; time flew by amidst the thrusting, the impact never ceasing.
"Um, should I thank Suosuo?"
About ten minutes later, perhaps sensing Jiang Nansun's perfunctory attitude, Zhang Anren said to her.
He wondered if he could take a roundabout approach and bring up the issue of the admission notice with Zhu Suosuo.
Besides, as Jiang Nansun's boyfriend, and with his girlfriend temporarily staying at her best friend's place, he should thank her.
"Um, oh, okay."
Jiang Nansun readily agreed. She had wanted to hang up earlier, but Zhang Anren kept babbling on and on.
Why wasn't he so talkative before?
She handed the phone to Zhu Suosuo, even hoping she would make the call from outside.
However, Zhao Tianhao glanced at Zhu Suosuo, and she instantly knew her man enjoyed this kind of thing.
She could only apologize to her best friend in her heart.
"Suosuo, um, Zhang Anren, wants to, talk, to, you, on the phone, oh, um."
Jiang Nansun stammered, but still managed to convey her meaning.
Zhao Tianhao acted as if he didn't exist, simply burying his head in his penis, having sex with someone else's girlfriend.
However, Zhang Anren genuinely didn't recognize Zhao Tianhao.
Jiang Nansun's legs hooked around Zhao Tianhao's waist, her arms gripping his. Having been forced to practice dance by her father since childhood, she was very flexible.
Taking advantage of the moment when Zhao Tianhao's large penis was fully inserted, she suddenly sat up, changing from a lying position to a woman-on-top position.
Zhao Tianhao stretched his legs behind him, clamping Jiang Nansun's body from behind.