Chapter 373

The passionate spring tide sprayed out from Jie Ji's fingertips. Jie Ji withdrew his fingers, looked at Ruan Lin, provocatively extended his tongue to lick them, and then unbuckled his belt, pulling out his meat rod, which had also swollen to the limit, and rubbed it against his lover's convulsing flower hole.

"Do you want me?"

"Want..."

"Who am I?"

"... Jie Ji, ah ah—"

A rush to the end, deeply penetrating, straight to the flower heart.

Author's Note:

This is one of the rare multi-partner romances for Ruan Dashao~~ Jie Ji, this shameless one~ he's there every time...

☆, (7 Fresh Coins) Chapter 307: The Only Destination

With her body still convulsing in orgasm, being penetrated so deeply and fiercely by the man and pumped vigorously, He Lele was hit by the overwhelming pleasure and arched her waist, her full, alluring breasts leaping up like a fish, seducing the men to lower their heads and harvest.

Jie Ji grabbed a snowy breast without hesitation, bowed his head to feast, his tight waist without a trace of fat pumping in and out of the pink honey garden dripping with fragrant liquid. The speed wasn't fast, but every rise and fall would bully the narrow meat hole thoroughly. After dozens of times, the delicate person beneath him was flushed red all over, tears flashing.

"Mm ah... Jie, Jie Ji, don't, ah... don't, like this, bully me..." Grabbing Jie Ji's shoulders, He Lele couldn't help but beg for mercy from the beginning. Because if Jie Ji was determined to torment her, it would be difficult for her to deal with him alone, let alone Ruan Lin?

Jie Ji sucked and bit her nipple, raised his head, and pulled the soft pepper-like breast until it looked like a cute tower top, finally letting go with a "pop," letting the beautiful breasts bounce with alluring waves before his eyes.

"This... can't be done." Looking at He Lele, who was aggrieved and unbearable, Jie Ji pressed her waist and buttocks tightly, his meat pillar grinding fiercely against her sour, soft flower heart.

"No, ah ah... Ruan, Ruan Lin..." He Lele looked at Ruan Lin for help, only to see Ruan Lin's handsome face tense, the desire in his eyes as thick as pure flame. The meat stalk above her little face was still trembling slightly even though he was pressing its root, and the stalk head she had swallowed and swallowed reflected a lewd and brilliant light under the light.

"Ah... ha ah..." He Lele panted and patted Jie Ji's shoulder.

Jie Ji glanced at the lubricant in Ruan Lin's hand, pulled He Lele up, hugged her in his arms, and sat on the sofa, "I knew you only care about the mine owner, hmm? Not afraid I'll be jealous?" Spreading her legs wide and placing them on his knees, Jie Ji pulled He Lele's left arm and penetrated her newly shrunk meat hole from behind again, pumping shallowly and thrusting deeply.

"Who told you to, mmm-ah... not, care for me... mm..." Seeing Ruan Lin walk up in front of her, He Lele obediently opened her small mouth to take in his towering dragon stalk, matching the rhythm of being thrust into from below as she worked to suck on Ruan Lin's thick member, her right hand also gripping the part she couldn't fit in her mouth to diligently stroke it.

She didn't hate him, she said she couldn't let him go... After knowing he ruined her life, she was still willing to stay by his side!

From blood to hair, boiling and trembling, Ruan Lin supported He Lele's little face, withdrew his fierce blade, knelt on one knee, and kissed her slightly parted lips in her slightly confused expression, devouring everything in her mouth.

"Mm un..." Her right arm climbed onto Ruan Lin's neck, and He Lele kissed him back diligently, even though the numb heavy strikes beneath her made it extremely difficult to divide even a shred of her attention.

She was his, his only destination!

Grasping her slender waist and lifting her, Ruan Lin pushed He Lele onto Jie Ji, propped up her beautiful legs with his arms, and thrust his tiger waist to fill the "void" he had just created.

"Ah—" In the blink of an eye, the person inside her body had changed. He Lele couldn't hide her shyness and tightened her little hole, clamping Ruan Lin so hard he couldn't help but thrust.

"You—" Jie Ji was about to explode when he saw Ruan Lin throw the lubricant beside him, "Damn you!" He cursed, took the lubricant, squeezed out half a tube, and reached toward He Lele's back hole.

"Damn it!" Ruan Lin's intense pumping made He Lele's delicate, soft body rub heavily against his chest and abdomen, stirring her to be hungry and thirsty all over, her throat almost smoking. He couldn't care about gentle expansion, only waiting for his two fingers to poke the chrysanthemum hole until it was soft and slippery before he couldn't wait to thrust in.

"Ah ah—"

Numb in front and sour in the back, as if her whole person had been pierced through by them, He Lele let out a near-death sharp moan, but as the two meat rods invaded her body, sometimes gently and sometimes roughly, she could no longer distinguish where was numb and where was sour, only the deep-seated itch forced her to scream in pleasure.

"Ding—" The elevator prompt sounded exceptionally clearly.

He Lele suddenly regained three points of clarity from her intoxication—L!

"Uh..."

"Mm—Lele, relax..."

The sudden tightening and twitching of the two little holes made the veins on Ruan Lin and Jie Ji's foreheads pop, almost causing them to surrender on the spot. Driven to the peak, the two of them had to grit their teeth, hug her slender waist and breasts, and pump wildly, driving her crazy while each climbed to the peak.

"Ah ah ah ah—"

L...

When her consciousness gradually drifted away, two clear tears seeped from the corners of He Lele's eyes, but they were forced back by her, melting into her slowly closing eyes.

Picking up his lover who had fainted from the act, Ruan Lin glanced at the two people not far away and strode toward He Lele's room.

Jie Ji on the sofa calmed his body and breathing, tidied his clothes and pants, and stood up to walk toward the elevator. Just as he brushed past Li Yiquan and Mu Wei, Jie Ji spoke:

"Coming in is fine, but if you want to take her away—I'll cut off your dick and stuff it down your throat."

☆, (8 Fresh Coins) Chapter 308: What is Interesting

The dim room, like the depths of a jungle where the moonlight is covered by layers of branches and leaves, was quiet but permeated with a dangerous aura. The TV wall was playing a dim screen that seemed to be frozen; only by looking carefully could one distinguish that it was a simply furnished bedroom.

Opposite the TV wall, Shentu Mo sat leaning against the head of the bed, his dark eyes staring at the screen like a patient lion waiting for ant-like prey.

He knew she was in the living room.

His stomach continued to cramp, reminding him that he had missed mealtime, but he still didn't move.