“Uh… Ah…”

Ji Sang let out a surprised cry as her fair and tender body was once again held firmly against the bed by the man’s strong arms. Before she could react, her entire body was lying flat on the sheets, and her breasts jiggled back and forth with the intense movements…

Wen Jian’s breath became even heavier… Her skin was overly pale, and with just a slight grip of his fingers, a red mark immediately appeared on her slender waist.

He gazed at the red mark, his black eyes growing even darker. His rough fingertips caressed the reddened area, causing Ji Sang’s body to tremble involuntarily…

It was so itchy.

The loose and oversized undergarments were already hanging loosely on her, and due to the vigorous pulling and tugging, the waistband had almost slipped below her belly button. Her fair abdomen was exposed, and the neatly tied belt became loose. With a gentle pull of his long fingers, the undergarments loosened…

Ji Sang realized what he was about to do, her face blushing crimson. “Wen Jian…”

Wen Jian glanced at her deeply, and then abruptly yanked down her pants, revealing her slender white legs and smooth pubic area devoid of any pubic hair.

His breathing suddenly became heavier, and the exhaled air felt scorching hot.

Ji Sang felt a chill in her legs and nervously and fearfully shifted her body backward. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she let out a scream, “Don’t… ah…”

Wen Jian had already grabbed her delicate feet, spreading her legs apart, his gaze focused on her intimate area.

The two petals of her labia displayed a delicate pink color, and the shy slit was indeed narrow, secreting vaginal fluids.

He seemed to smile, or perhaps it was just a hoarse gasp emanating from his throat. Ji Sang’s ears became numb from hearing it, and she instinctively tried to close her legs, only to be firmly held in place by his large hand…

“Ji Sang, you’re so wet…”

Ji Sang blushed with embarrassment, her entire body turning red. Her ears were so red it seemed they were dripping blood, and she exclaimed, “Wen Jian… please… please don’t look…”

The man extended his fingers and lightly touched the delicate slit from bottom to top. Ji Sang involuntarily trembled and instinctively squeezed her legs together. Wen Jian proceeded to lift her legs onto his broad shoulders, and his fingers once again covered the tender seam. He tried to penetrate the narrow opening but found it too tight to enter more than a tiny bit.

Wen Jian took a deep breath, withdrew his finger, and touched the swollen pearl, gently teasing it. Ji Sang’s legs shook uncontrollably.

“Mmm…”

The unfamiliar sensation immediately engulfed her nerves. Ji Sang’s body trembled violently, and with her arms weakly supporting herself, she shifted her hips backward. Biting her lip, she emitted moans that sounded like sobs, mixed with a seductive allure.

“Mmm… Ah… Wen Jian, please don’t touch me there…”

Wen Jian listened to her moans, his breath becoming even heavier. He firmly held her moving thighs, his deep gaze fixed on her reactions. Every time he touched the swollen nub, she trembled intensely. He seemed to have found the key, and his fingertips focused on stroking that area. Soon, more and more fluids flowed from the rosy opening, wetting the entire petals, which bloomed in a more alluring and vibrant manner, like a morning rose moistened by dew, exuding a captivating beauty.

Ji Sang’s breath became rapid, and the overwhelming and peculiar pleasure forced tears to well up in her eyes. Her desire-filled gaze turned towards the man above, and she couldn’t suppress the moans that escaped her throat. “Mmm… Ahh…”

It was so itchy! The sensation spread through her limbs like an electric current.

She couldn’t take it anymore!

Wen Jian had only been massaging for a while when Ji Sang’s lower abdomen trembled, and the fluids gushed out, spraying his hand.

Ji Sang sobbed, covered in fragrant sweat. The intoxication had also dissipated to some extent. After the climax, her sobs turned into urgent and contracted gasps, and her face flushed red.

Wen Jian withdrew his fingers and held his erect member, aiming the glans at the tiny opening and thrusting down. However, it was too narrow! He couldn’t penetrate, and instead, it caused Ji Sang to cry out in pain, her back arching.

“Pain… it hurts… don’t enter…”

Wen Jian’s forehead glistened with a thin layer of sweat, his Adam’s apple moving unconsciously as he dryly swallowed. He was heavily panting, then suddenly lowered his head and forcefully captured her lips. His fingers grabbed and squeezed her bouncing breasts, pinching and pulling at her erect nipples. His hips moved incessantly, his large glans grinding against the small opening.

He passionately kissed her lips, simultaneously kneading her breasts with force. His fingertips circled and pressed her nipples, trying to soothe her tense body.

Seeing her body relax once again, he forcefully thrust into the tight opening…

Just the insertion of the glans sent a wave of pain rushing to the top of her head. Her body stiffened in pain, and tears instantly streamed down her face. Her body naturally contracted in response, and she cried without being able to speak.

“Ah… Ah… Wuu… Wuu… Please go out… Don’t…”

Wen Jian groaned as he was tightly squeezed. He lowered his head and kissed her lips again, swallowing her cries. He forcefully thrust his hips, feeling like he encountered a thin membrane and penetrated fully.

“Wu… Ah…”

That thing was thick and large. It abruptly entered, feeling as if an iron axe had split Ji Sang in half. The pain made her cry, her shoulders trembling.

While Ji Sang endured the pain, Wen Jian was overwhelmed with pleasure, panting heavily.

As she experienced pain, her body naturally contracted. The excessive tightness and wetness enveloped him, the wriggling tender flesh tightly clinging to his shaft. She nearly made him ejaculate with her biting, and the bone-penetrating pleasure surged through his scalp. His muscular arms and legs tensed, restraining himself from moving for the time being.

He felt like he was going to explode!

After a while, Ji Sang’s cries gradually weakened.

He pulled back slightly, relieving the pressure of the tight flesh.

“Don’t move… It hurts…” She sniffled, tears streaming down her face. The damp hair stuck to her cheeks, and she closed her eyes, looking like a pitiful abandoned kitten.

Wen Jian trembled at her appearance, and he ejaculated on the spot.

The scorching semen surged into Ji Sang’s sensitive core, causing her body to shiver unexpectedly. She opened her tear-filled eyes and looked at him.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Wen Jian’s face. He withdrew his genitals, and the mixture of fluids and traces of blood flowed onto the bedsheet.

The pain finally subsided, and Ji Sang felt like her waist wasn’t hers anymore. Dizzily, she propped herself up and moved towards the edge of the bed once again.

Wen Jian embraced her from behind once more. “Where are you going again?”

Tears welled up in Ji Sang’s eyes, a look of grievance on her face. She lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, a hint of shyness still lingering in her gaze. “Didn’t it feel good just now?”

“It wasn’t comfortable enough.”

“Again!”

Ji Sang was once again laid down on the bed by him, and as she thought about the pain from earlier, she struggled and cried, “It hurts… Don’t…”

Wen Jian’s breath grew heavy and ragged. “It won’t hurt this time.”

Ji Sang: “…”

“I promise!”

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