Chapter 17

"Please me."

"I..." She had been mentally prepared, but, "You just finished eating, it's not suitable to—exercise—immediately..."

"... I don't intend to move."

Author's Note:

The spicy parts are moved to the next chapter~~ Should I tell you that I've almost finished writing the next chapter? Hahahaha~~

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☆, Chapter 18: Bite

He, he, he actually wants her to take the initiative?

For a moment, He Lele didn't even know where to put her hands, "I, I don't know how."

"Oh... I remember, you did well last time."

"That time I was—I don't remember." He Lele said, humiliated, stealing an uneasy glance at Producer Shentu Mo, only to see a trace of impatience flash in his eyes.

"Before two o'clock is my rest time. If you move quickly and satisfy me, you can go back after one round. But if you insist on dawdling like this, I don't mind teaching you properly."

"I!" He Lele bit her lip; fear, hesitation, and shyness made it impossible for her to think.

Forget it... she had no choice. Taking a deep breath, she walked in front of Producer Shentu Mo, knelt on the floor, and reached out to undo his belt, her mind desperately trying to recall scenes from the adult anime she had secretly watched in the past.

Yes, she had watched them. It was Ren Lingyu who had forced her to watch, saying it was too awkward to watch alone... She remembered those animations had all kinds of genres, and almost all of them were hardcore. They made both Ren Lingyu and her blush and their hearts race, yet they still watched them one by one... In the past, she thought the voice acting in those was too exaggerated, but after tasting that soul-stirring flavor, she could only say those voice actors were truly professional! However, if a woman were really manipulated by many men for days and nights like in the animations, or even violated by several men at once, with those crazily vibrating toys inserted into her body... could a woman in reality really handle it?

Recalling the exaggerated erotic scenes in her mind, her body gradually heated up. Something seemed to be flowing uncontrollably from her private parts. He Lele quickly clamped her legs together, her face flushing a delightful hibiscus pink.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing the woman blushing from her earlobes to her fingertips, Producer Shentu Mo couldn't help but want to know what kind of flavorful things were hidden in her little head.

"No, nothing." He Lele quickly sped up her hand movements, carefully pulling down the man's black underwear to reveal his member, which was not yet fully erect but already of an astonishing size.

Heavens! He Lele gasped. The memory of that night wasn't clear, and Ruan Lin always just grabbed his gun and went for it, so this time... was the first time she had truly seen a man's sex organ at such close range. Good heavens, how did this thing squeeze into her body? How did her body not split open?

Producer Shentu Mo chuckled softly. Her expression of shock pleased him to a certain extent. Seeing her eyes wide open, she looked just like a tiger-headed little kitten.

It, it's still getting bigger... He Lele swallowed, her gaze darting upward to Producer Shentu Mo again.

"Hmm?" The man hummed.

He Lele had no choice but to reach out and grasp the rapidly expanding and hardening hot weapon. Not daring to use force, she just carefully slid her hand up and down...

"... If you touch it like this until nightfall, I won't ejaculate." Producer Shentu Mo mocked, "Use your mouth."

Boom! It was as if a bucket of hot oil had been poured onto a raging fire; He Lele's entire face was almost cooked. What to do? She... but if she didn't do it, he—if she let him teach her, she would be tortured to death, right...

He Lele hardened her heart, her lips trembling as she leaned in, then stuck out the tip of her tongue to tentatively lick it—no taste...

Producer Shentu Mo closed his eyes, his chin tilted slightly, "Continue."

He Lele pouted, but could only obediently lick his treasure from bottom to top. Soon, the long object that had been half-hard and half-soft fully awakened, veins bulging and wrapping around it, the crown full and smooth, standing before her eyes like a mushroom with a magnificent, thick stalk. Heavens...

"Take it into your mouth!"

What? But it's so big...

"Don't make me say it a second time."

Wrinkling her little face in grievance, He Lele tried her best to open her mouth and take it in—

"Hiss—" Producer Shentu Mo quickly pinched her jaw, "I told you to use your mouth, not your teeth."

He Lele was so aggrieved she was about to cry. His thing was blocking her mouth, it was so uncomfortable, she didn't even know where to put her tongue... She had already said she didn't know how!

"Right, use your tongue."

With her mouth pinched by him, He Lele wanted to break free but was afraid of biting him again, so she had no choice but to move her tongue wildly, licking his male root inside her mouth.

Producer Shentu Mo held her little face and moved it up and down. The thick, long weapon immediately pushed so hard she couldn't catch her breath—"Hmm..."

He Lele quickly gripped his weapon to pull it out of her mouth, gasping for air.

Seeing this, Producer Shentu Mo didn't ask her to continue holding it, because—he was also about to explode from her torment! He lowered the armrests so there was no obstruction on the sides of the seat. Producer Shentu Mo commanded in a hoarse voice, "Take off your clothes and sit on top!"

"I..." He Lele gasped for air while fearfully looking at the thick, erect meat rod at his waist. She suddenly remembered the meat skewers at the barbecue stall, and she felt like a piece of meat about to be skewered on a bamboo stick... She would never eat grilled skewers again...

"I said... take off your clothes!" Producer Shentu Mo's tone was laced with three parts of ferocity, which made He Lele shiver. Subconsciously, she lifted her T-shirt. Only when her clothes hit the floor did she wake up, immediately surrounded by a thick sense of shame. It was her own stupidity and lack of caution that had led her to this situation. Others were just enjoying their rights; she had no right to complain. She could only pay the price for her own stupidity!

With trembling hands, she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down the zipper. He Lele pulled off her long pants along with her underwear. There was even a long silver thread of fluid on her underwear connecting to her private parts, stimulating the little self-esteem she had left. ===== CHAPTER 18 =====