Wen Jian immediately became aroused.

In the next moment, the woman’s slender arm hooked around his neck, and her soft tongue gently licked, tracing the shape of his Adam’s apple. Her sharp teeth lightly grazed, causing a tingling and slightly pleasurable sensation. The warm breath blew on that spot, unable to extinguish the rising heat within Wen Jian’s body.

It felt as if countless little insects were slowly crawling up from the soles of his feet, creating an itch that spread throughout his entire being.

A seductive gasp escaped from his throat, vibrating from deep within his chest, incredibly tantalizing.

It was an exhilarating experience that surged through his veins.

The bashful appearance of the young woman, her rare initiative, made him desperately suppress the urge to reach out and grab her slender waist from behind, to forcefully enter her. His desire-filled dark eyes stared intently at her, anticipating the surprises she had in store for him.

Ji Sang blushed deeply, summoning all her courage to tease him. Her small hand slipped inside his clothes, searching and finding his manhood. With a gentle touch, it immediately hardened. Her lips and tongue moved along the sliding Adam’s apple, licking over the chin, sliding upward until they captured his lips…

Her small body stuck closely to his waist and abdomen, grinding against him.

The friction made Wen Jian’s body burn with desire…

The repressed desires in his soul could no longer be contained. With a sigh, he suddenly lowered his head, holding onto the back of her head, taking control. He deepened the kiss, his thick tongue plunging into her small mouth, entwining with her soft tongue in a sticky and passionate embrace. His rough fingers removed the small piece of fabric covering her breasts, setting them free to bounce in front of him. The nipples rubbed against his clothing, causing Ji Sang to moan softly, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Since returning from Beiliang, they hadn’t been intimate. Ji Sang was too busy, almost always immersed in the Bamboo Courtyard. After returning home, she would simply collapse into bed due to exhaustion. Wen Jian was about to leave for Beiliang soon. Although the second floor of their new house had already been built, there were still many small tasks that needed to be completed. Before he left the village, he wanted to create a better living environment for Ji Sang. So, they were both busy with their respective tasks, and even when they were tired, they would exchange a kiss and then cuddle to sleep…

It had been so long since their last encounter that even a slight touch could lead to an explosive reaction.

Wen Jian sucked and licked her tongue, using his palm to squeeze her breasts twice before sliding down along her waistline. He slipped into her undergarments, his hand feeling the smooth skin. His fingers ventured down to her core, finding her wetness.

The temperature of his palm was high, and even with a gentle touch, it made Ji Sang’s spine tingle. Her back instinctively arched, and the soft moans in her throat grew deeper.

“Mmm…”

Wen Jian lifted her buttocks with one hand, her legs resting on his waist, and her small feet swaying in mid-air.

“Wen Jian…”

“Sang’er, you asked for this.”

Wen Jian gasped heavily as his fingers caressed the separated folds, his nails gently grazing the swollen bud. Ji Sang trembled even more, and one of his fingers penetrated her tight entrance. Sensing the intrusion, her tender flesh eagerly squeezed around it. Wen Jian inserted another finger forcefully into her wet passage, causing Ji Sang to tightly wrap her arms around the man’s broad shoulders, biting her lip as she moaned and her face contorted with pleasure.

“Mmm…”

His fingers moved back and forth inside the moist passage, stimulating her sensitive spots. Ji Sang rode his fingers up and down, thoroughly enjoying the sensation. Her blushing face looked incredibly charming as she arched her back…

Wen Jian fixed his gaze on her delicate appearance, his sexual organ swelling even larger, throbbing painfully against his underpants. His heavy breathing grew deeper, and before she could reach climax, he withdrew his fingers, unbuckled his belt, and let his underpants fall to the ground. His erect and prominent member stood erect between her legs. He lifted her buttocks slightly, and the dripping tip of his massive shaft pressed firmly against her reddened entrance…

Her young and tender orifice, long deprived of moisture, eagerly sucked on the scorching glans like a small mouth, driving Wen Jian to the edge. He loosened his grip on her buttocks, and she forcefully impaled herself downward.

The fiery organ forcefully penetrated the vibrant flesh.

Thick and large, plunging straight into the lascivious core.

Caught off guard by the sudden fullness, Ji Sang let out a startled cry. Her arms tightly wrapped around Wen Jian’s neck, her legs squeezing his waist, as if attempting to gain leverage and distance. Her feet kicked in the air but could barely support her for a second before she sank down once again. The swollen shaft violently impaled her deepest depths.

Ji Sang’s moans turned into sobs, her face buried in the man’s shoulder, the pleasure exploding in her mind like the shaking of orange-flavored soda on a hot summer day…

Wen Jian remained still, and her tight passage clenched and released…

The fluid gushed out suddenly, trickling down and forming a puddle on the ground.

The pleasure was mutual.

Wen Jian’s waist tingled from the relentless squeezing of her writhing flesh. His palms firmly kneaded her buttock cheeks, feeling the warm liquid seep into his urethra. His scalp tingled as he pulled her buttocks up and down, thrusting deeply without mercy, causing Ji Sang, who was still in the midst of an orgasm, to cry out loudly in surrender.

“Ah… Ahhh… Ah… Slower… Ohh… Husband… Ohh…”

“Hmm? You’re begging for mercy so soon? Weren’t you quite eager just now?”

Wen Jian wickedly stared at the woman in front of him. Her breasts jiggled wildly before his eyes. Her mesmerizing face, with its captivating expression, framed by flowing black hair…

He lowered his head and bit onto one of her breasts, nibbling and devouring the soft flesh, sucking and licking the moistened pink nipple before moving to the other side…

Ji Sang was so overcome with pleasure that her curled toes hung in mid-air. Her hands tightly gripped the man’s head, her eyes seductive and filled with helplessness as she cried out. When Wen Jian looked up and saw her enchanting appearance, his heart thumped.

“Sang’er… In the past… I never believed that a seductive appearance could control someone’s heart, but now, I believe it to some extent…”

“Sang’er… I can’t bear to be apart from you…”

Ji Sang was unable to focus on his words, being overwhelmed by the thrusts. Her hands roamed his collar, scratching his back with deep nail marks that left several scratches within moments.

A pampered woman loves to scratch when she’s pleasured.

Wen Jian felt the pain and thrust even more fiercely. His scrotum slapped against her buttocks repeatedly, and the air was filled with silvery threads as he forcefully pounded a few more times, causing the woman hanging in front of him to uncontrollably squirt…

Her delicate body was covered in sweat, having experienced two squirting orgasms. Her body slid down weakly. Wen Jian held her small buttocks and walked towards the edge of the bed. His member continued to collide within her, making Ji Sang sob and cry out. Her legs trembled uncontrollably. As soon as they reached the edge of the bed, she squirted once again…

Long moans escaped her throat as her mind went blank. It took a while before she weakly pushed the man’s body off and shook her head, saying, “No… no more…”

Wen Jian’s dark eyes burned with intensity. He lowered his head and bit her lips, devouring all her cries. His lower body thrust forcefully, creating loud smacking sounds that reverberated throughout the room, making the bed creak.

One wave after another, the surging waves crashed more violently. She was like a small boat in the sea of passion, rising and falling, unaware of how many times she reached climax. When she reached the ultimate peak for the last time, she momentarily lost her voice, her breath seemed to stop, and tears and saliva covered her face. Her whole body trembled as she passed out from the overwhelming pleasure…

When she slowly regained consciousness, she felt herself in a prone position. Wen Jian penetrated her from behind, his fingers teasing her trembling flesh. Overwhelmed, she was even unable to make a sound, pleading for him to receive oral pleasure…

Wen Jian pushed his wet and thick organ into her mouth, adjusting the position. He lowered his head and started licking her moist entrance with his broad tongue, piercing into her little cavity like a sharp blade…

Ji Sang trembled all over, forced into such a shameful position. Her throat was blocked and sore, and tears kept flowing from her eyes.

The scene was lewd and obscene.

Ji Sang was being penetrated, struggling to breathe, her throat in pain. As he thrust deeper, her narrow throat tightened, and the man grew more delighted as he licked. In just a few strokes, a stream of fluid gushed out from below. Her mind was hazy, and she only remembered that during his last ejaculation, he withdrew slightly slower, causing some to shoot into her mouth. At the same time, she also climaxed from his licking…

The overwhelming pleasure scattered her consciousness. When her awareness gradually returned, she felt the man’s apologetic gaze, tenderly kissing her lips…