Chapter 142

*Cough, cough...* Jiangshan has a premonition... the sound of the "wicked stepmother" will be endless... *cough, cough!* How can one see the rainbow without experiencing the wind and rain... Alright! I’ll put on my pot-lid helmet and slip away! I have to go out to buy books this afternoon, and I’ll be eating out tonight, so I don’t know what time I’ll be back. I’m posting 149 first; if I get back early tonight, I’ll try hard to write 150 so you all won’t have to suffer from the wait.

☆, (9 Fresh Coins) Chapter 150: Three People Together

Although she had already been slightly lubricated and minimally dilated, and although his flesh-tool still retained the slippery, obscene fluids, yet... it was a magnitude that even her flower-cave could barely accommodate. To penetrate her chrysanthemum-cave so violently—she highly doubted whether she had already been torn by him.

The thick, long, massive object, hot and hard like a red-hot branding iron, sank into her body to the hilt, stabbing straight into her abdomen, as if it would burst out through her stomach in the next second—

It hurts!

A chill flashed down her spine, and He Lele painfully furrowed her small brow.

She was in distress, but Shentu Mo was not having an easy time either; his desire was almost twisted off by her. Gritting his teeth, he said viciously, "...Relax!"

He Lele trembled, struggling to relax the muscles of her buttocks. As she looked up, she saw the complex expression on Jiejie’s face, not knowing if it was anger or hatred. A long-lost stubbornness chilled her gaze; she raised her body and leaned back, resting against Shentu Mo’s chest behind her, looking mockingly at this Muse Agency Chairman and young master Jiejie, who was usually so unrestrained and romantic outside the apartment.

"So big... so full... Mo, take me... ruin me..."

The bone-piercing, lewd words were like the most aphrodisiacal, seductive song in the world, stirring the heart and moving the spirit. Beads of sweat from his restraint slid down Shentu Mo’s temples. Supporting her thighs, he forcibly suppressed his boiling desire and slowly pumped his massive meat-rod.

"Mm... deeper, deeper, *un*... *ah*... so, so comfortable..."

Thanks to his restraint, the tight little chrysanthemum-cave finally slowly adapted to his massive object, allowing her to feel more clearly how his huge meat-rod was entering and exiting that shameful place of hers.

"*Mm*..." she hummed enjoyably, lightly biting her lower lip, "Please, harder, I, truly, like it so much—*ah*..."

As soon as the word "like" fell, the last bit of Shentu Mo’s restraint snapped. He glared fiercely at her profile, then thrust his waist, beginning to pump violently and broadly into that deadly tender cave.

"*Ya ah*... Mo, Mo... *mm un*—"

Jiejie suddenly lowered his head and kissed He Lele’s dainty, crying mouth, devouring and sucking intensely!

Stop calling out! Stop calling out! You are not allowed to call out for another man! No one is allowed!

"*Mm*..."

One hand gripped her chin to kiss her lips firmly, while the other hand directly pulled down his zipper, thrusting his erect desire-root heavily into her dripping-wet flower-cave. From the very beginning, he took it deep and shallow, striking straight at the depths of the flower-heart with repeated, heavy blows!

"*Wu wu*—*un*—"

Her soul seemed to be frozen for a few seconds before instantly evaporating, her body as hot as the blazing sun—He Lele opened her eyes but could see nothing; all her consciousness was focused on the two little caves being wildly pumped by the two men beneath her!

She was going crazy!

The climax came suddenly and violently. Whether she wanted it or not, whether she accepted it or not, her body, having tasted the flavor of sex, had already learned to automatically capture every bit of pleasure and stimulation brought by the men.

The flower-path lewdly spat out honey-fluid, enhancing the pleasurable sensation of the meat-rod’s friction. The *ji-gu ji-gu* sounds were endless, accompanied by the slapping sounds from front and back; the lewd sounds softened her ears and soured her soul.

The two meat-rods in her body, one front and one back, one in and one out, competed to see who could thrust deeper and strike harder. Her flower-heart was being churned until it was both sore and pleasurable, her buttocks being struck until they were numb and itchy. The terrifying pleasure far exceeded her capacity; her world had long since spun out of control, giving her the illusion that she was riding a wooden donkey.

Her naked, petite torso was sandwiched between two tall men who were almost fully dressed. The dainty cave beneath her was miserably being thrust and struck thousands of times by two horrifying meat-pillars. Yet, the two handsome men seemed to have no hint of fatigue, easily supporting her body, letting her spread her legs wide in mid-air to accept the baptism of their huge meat-rods, constantly tossing her body so that every time she fell, she sat with her full weight onto their desires.

The flower-cave continued to spray lewd fluids, and a large amount of honey-fluid splashed onto Jiejie’s crotch, so that every time he bumped into her soft lower abdomen, he brought with him patches of wet heat; the lewd juices slid along the gluteal cleft to the other cave behind where they were joined, stimulating Shentu Mo to become even more ruthless, treating the fragile intestinal tract as if it were a durable water-cave, stabbing and thrusting.

Her whole body twitched and swelled, drenched in sweat. The double invasion brought more than just double the pleasure—as the sensitive flower-cave was filled and stretched by the meat-rod pumping rapidly, the intestinal tract, separated by only a wall, was being savagely penetrated by another equally thick and massive meat-rod. The pleasure reflected and superimposed geometrically...

"*Mm mm mm*..." The frantic climax made her want to scream aloud, but her lips remained blocked by Jiejie’s mouth, unable to vent the agitation in her heart. Her toes curled until they were nearly cramping, and her ten fingers nearly dug into his shoulders. Unbearable tears burst forth, blurring all her vision.

After several almost uninterrupted climaxes, He Lele collapsed completely between the two, only able to tremble intermittently with their tireless pumping.

She couldn't take it anymore...

Noticing that her climax seemed to have been interrupted, Jiejie reached for the most sensitive and fragile pearl beneath her flower petals and flicked it with his finger. Sure enough, it made her tremble violently again, spraying honey-fluid. As the fluid slightly diminished, he pinched the pearl and cruelly rubbed and ground it, while the meat-rod fiercely thrusting into her flower-cave repeatedly ground against her internal excitement points and flower-heart, grinding deep and striking heavily, torturing her until her buttocks shrank tighter and tighter, shrinking until they were aching, shrinking until Shentu Mo, who was thrusting into her little chrysanthemum, couldn't help but let out a low roar.

Her body’s reaction did not allow him to be gentle. Shentu Mo forcefully pried open her elastic buttock cheeks, and after wildly pumping dozens of times, he finally released.

He Lele was so scalded that her whole body shuddered violently, nearly squeezing Jiejie in front of her to release as well. Jiejie released He Lele’s lips, took a deep breath to steady his essence-gate, and then picked her up and placed her on the kitchen counter, continuing to thrust his bee-waist.

"*Ah*..." Finally able to exhale the waste air that had been stuck in her chest for a long time, He Lele’s moan was nearly a sob. "No, don't want anymore..."

Spare her...

Shentu Mo pulled a few kitchen paper towels to wipe his desire-root, tidied his clothes, glanced at Jiejie, who was still working hard, and the... dainty, weak little woman crying and begging for mercy, then turned and walked toward the elevator.

Writer’s Words:

I just want to say... Taro sister, Jiangshan will try hard to learn how to stew meat! *Cough, cough*...

Because I wanted to write it all in one go, I didn't go online to notify you sisters. I guess many sisters are tired from waiting... Thank you all!

Thank you sisters for the tickets, comments, support, and gifts! Thank you all for everything! Love you all!

Acknowledging that using a mobile phone is really inconvenient, I can only go back and organize everything together when I’m connected to the internet! Group-crushing all the *shou* sisters!

☆, (9 Fresh Coins) Chapter 151: Three People Together