Wen Jian tightly wrapped one arm around the woman’s slender waist, while his other hand slipped from behind her buttocks and reached between her legs. His fingers hooked onto the fabric of her panties, pulling it back and forth, rubbing against the swollen flesh. Soon, her entrance began to secrete moisture…

Wen Jian explored the wet opening with his fingers before removing his hand to undo his suit pants. He pulled down his underwear, and his fully aroused member sprung out, throbbing and dripping precum. It slapped against Ji Sang’s lower abdomen with a loud smack, the scorching heat causing her to gasp in surprise. Instinctively, she moved her body backward, her remaining rationality reminding her that this was not the right place.

Her moist red lips parted slightly, her eyes filled with confusion and desire as she whispered, “Wen Jian… We could be seen here…”

Due to the presence of the steering wheel, the space in the driver’s seat was incredibly limited.

Wen Jian pushed the seat back, almost lying flat. He cupped her buttocks with his palm, lifting her up. Without even removing her panties, he only opened a hole with his fingers, positioning his arousal against her wet entrance. He thrust his hips upward while supporting her to sit down, and with a muffled sound, he plunged in fully, reaching deep into her sensitive core.

Without any foreplay, his large glans instantly stretched her folds to the limit. The lively flesh of her passage resisted and contracted, as if numerous small mouths were sucking on his thick shaft, not missing a single vein. The intense pleasure made Wen Jian groan, his temples pulsating with veins as he breathed heavily and urgently.

The pleasure was mutual.

Wen Jian was tightly enveloped, and Ji Sang let out a trembling cry, arching her neck and gasping for breath with her mouth wide open, trying to relax her tight passage to accommodate his massive member. The overwhelming fullness made her spine tremble uncontrollably, her waist unable to support herself. She leaned forward, her small hands helplessly pressing against the man’s chest. The neckline of her dress was low, and under normal circumstances, Ji Sang would wear a bra with slightly larger cups. But today, she rushed out and only half of her breast was covered by the bra. When she leaned forward, her fair and tender breasts came into Wen Jian’s view, the alluring cleavage gently spilling out.

Wen Jian pressed her down, whispering in a low, husky voice, “Be good, lean forward a bit more. No one can see.”

Ji Sang’s two hands were propped on both sides of the man, and the warm breath from Wen Jian’s mouth blew gently on her breasts. He lowered his head and took a bite of the tender flesh, his chin rubbing against the obstructing dress and bra. His lips and tongue sucked and licked the nipple, while his hands held onto her hips. Without waiting for her to adjust, he aggressively thrust up and down, burying his hot member deep inside with almost every stroke. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, he penetrated deeply, stirring up her sweet nectar that flowed abundantly.

Originally, the pressure exerted on the man’s member by the woman-on-top position would be greater, but coupled with the lack of sufficient foreplay, the tight thrusting caused Wen Jian’s scalp to tingle, and he couldn’t help but emit muffled moans…

“Ah… ah… ha… so deep… slower…” Ji Sang bit her lip, her voice trembling as if crying. Her whole body moved back and forth with his thrusts, her bare breasts bouncing in the air like blocks of tofu. Wen Jian extended his tongue and licked them as they swayed, causing both breasts to tremble with saliva in the air.

The overwhelming pleasure rushed to her head, and her body went limp. Unable to support herself, she fell into the man’s embrace, burying her head helplessly in his neck and crying out, “So sensitive… ah… slower…”

At that moment, a beam of light shone upon them.

Ji Sang was startled by the light, shivering involuntarily. Her legs instinctively closed, and her small hand covered the man’s chest as she anxiously whispered, “Don’t move… someone’s there.”

Wen Jian forcefully thrust his member deep inside and abruptly stopped his movements.

The beam of light flashed by, accompanied by the sound of tires screeching against the ground. The light slowly swayed, and the car came to a stop in front of them.

Ji Sang’s heart raced, and she dared not move while lying on top of Wen Jian. But he seemed to do it on purpose; his thick penis bounced against her sensitive spot inside her passage.

“Ah… don’t… move.”

Wen Jian’s lips and tongue enveloped her earlobe as he lightly licked it. “I haven’t moved.”

Saying he hadn’t moved, yet…

Here it comes again…

“Mmm… ha…” Ji Sang lowered her voice, weak and feeble, pushing Wen Jian’s member to swell inside her passage once again, fiercely throbbing.

Wen Jian tightly grasped her buttocks, moving back and forth in a sticky motion. Their lips and his member pressed tightly against each other, and with a slight movement, the tip of his member rubbed against her clitoris, simultaneously rubbing against the underwear that hadn’t been taken off. The serene space was instantly filled with the sound of this slow and deliberate grinding.

“Ah… ah…”

Ji Sang’s scalp was numb from the relentless grinding, and she climaxed on her clitoris within a few strokes. She tightly bit her lip, whimpering, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, as her passage spasmed intensely, causing their connection to be drenched in her flowing fluids, soaking through her pants…

“Ah…” Wen Jian was caught off guard by her sudden squirting, and it took his breath away. He cursed under his breath, “Relax… don’t bite so tightly.”

The person parking across the street was probably a novice, taking an unusually long time to park.

Bathed in the light, Ji Sang, with teary eyes, watched the man immersed in pleasure and gently smiled, “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Wen Jian looked down at her, lowered his gaze, and rewarded her with a kiss on her small lips. “Feels good.”

Ji Sang breathed softly and said, “Wen Jian, I want to make you feel even better…”

Ji Sang gently moved, her legs still weak from the recent orgasm. She raised her buttocks, supporting her delicate body as she moved upward.

“Sang Sang, what do you want to do?”

Ji Sang breathed softly and raised her buttocks with a coquettish tone. With a “pop,” his member slipped out of her passage, and without obstruction, the remaining fluid flowed out…

Ji Sang struggled to lower herself.

Fortunately, Wen Jian’s car was an SUV, so even the driver’s seat was spacious. Ji Sang crouched between his legs, and her small hand gripped his wet member…

Their gazes sticky as they met in the air.

Wen Jian realized what she wanted to do, and his breath suddenly became heavy, his eyes and brows turning red. “Sang’er…”

That thing was thick and large, long and ferocious, with a purplish-black shaft and winding veins, resembling a blazing-hot iron rod. Ji Sang’s small hand could barely hold it, and the colossal member trembled eagerly at the touch of her soft palm.

“Mmm…”

“Baby, open your mouth.”

Wen Jian lifted his hips, and the thick and hard object almost touched Ji Sang’s lips, emanating a strong musky scent.

Ji Sang’s eyelashes trembled as she glanced at the man, and she cautiously extended her tongue to tentatively lick the tip. Just as she began to lick, Wen Jian’s large hand firmly held her head and forcefully thrust forward, the force almost instantly penetrating her throat.

Ji Sang was caught off guard by this sudden intrusion, causing her eyes to fog up instantly. She clutched his legs and sobbed, “Wu… wu… wu…”

She didn’t dare to scream loudly.

At that moment, the car outside turned off its engine, the headlights went out, and someone got out of the car. Due to the movement, the motion sensor light in the garage illuminated them again, shining directly on them…

Wen Jian suddenly froze.

Ji Sang’s mouth was stuffed full, and her throat instinctively contracted, squeezing the glans and causing Wen Jian to feel an intense pleasure. His breath became heavy and coarse, but he dared not exhale due to the voices outside, engaged in conversation.

It was so exciting!

Ji Sang seemed to have discovered a perverse interest. It turned out that even this cold and composed man could lose control. This loss of control was undoubtedly a silent encouragement, and she longed to see him lose control. It tickled her curiosity.

Considering she was crouched on the ground, she couldn’t be seen from outside, but it was very likely that Wen Jian could be seen…

As this thought crossed her mind, she slowly and deliberately released the massive object from her mouth. Her tongue pressed against the robust shaft, licking up and down, purposefully sucking on the veins that adorned the penis. She didn’t miss a single detail, even paying attention to his testicles, enveloping them in her moist mouth, teasing with her tongue. Then, her lips tightly wrapped around the shaft, pressing downward, fitting snugly. She could even feel the veins pulsating with excitement against her tongue…

Wen Jian was overwhelmed with pleasure, his spine stiffening, and his veins ready to burst. He exhaled a hot breath, accompanied by a light moan escaping his throat.

“Mmm… Ah…”

“Sang Sang…”

Damn!

He really wanted to pull her up at this moment, forcefully insert himself into her little sister’s tightness, and make her pay for teasing him like this!

The person outside finally left after lingering for a while, and the car interior returned to dimness once again.

Wen Jian adjusted his seat, his deep black eyes filled with darkness. His large hand firmly held Ji Sang’s head. “Sang’er, you asked for this.”

He fiercely thrust his waist towards her mouth, each thrust nearly reaching her throat. Ji Sang was being penetrated to the point where she couldn’t utter a sound, crying with a “wu wu wu” in her mouth. Tears and mucus covered her face, and the saliva she couldn’t swallow slipped into his dark forest, staining it with a glistening shine.

Wen Jian’s breathing in his nostrils grew increasingly urgent, and the pleasure felt like a whip striking his lower abdomen. After dozens of thrusts, he abruptly pulled out his member, the glans fiercely bouncing down. His urethra relaxed, and a thick stream of semen spurted out, retreating slowly. Some even landed in her mouth before she had a chance to swallow.

Oral and ejaculating in the mouth are completely different concepts.

Ji Sang felt the not-so-pleasant taste in her mouth and slightly frowned.

Wen Jian abruptly pulled her up, holding the back of her head and kissed her. They exchanged their bodily fluids, their cheeks close together. Ji Sang’s eyes were slightly open, colliding with the deep blackness of the man’s eyes. Those eyes were as dark as ink, as if they wanted to suck her in. Her heart pounded intensely, and her body pressed tightly against his, rubbing back and forth.

Wen Jian held her tightly, his palm wandering on her back with a strong grip, as if he wanted to pull her into his body. His member, which had just ejaculated, awakened once again.

He supported his member against the wet entrance, grinding back and forth, making the tender pussy wet again before thrusting inside.

He thrust hard and accurately, rubbing against the wet and slick pubic hair, stimulating the delicate clitoris. He sucked on her nipple, causing the entire car compartment to sway with their movements.

This time, it lasted particularly long.

Ji Sang was afraid of being seen, so Wen Jian reclined the seat. He held Ji Sang and changed their positions, with her on the bottom and him on top. One of her legs was hooked on the center console, while the other was pressed against the door. Her legs were spread apart to the extreme, and the man held her waist as he ravaged her in the passage.

Ji Sang couldn’t hold on anymore and reached climax three times before the man pulled out and ejaculated on her lower abdomen.

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