0080 Paper Kites (8) [H]

Shu Fu asked Zhan Yaoguang to beg her, intending to see his eager yet reluctant demeanor. However, she never expected that a young man could be so soft-hearted. Almost as soon as she finished speaking, he naturally replied, "Please."

His actions left Shufu at a loss, her earlobes burning so hot they were almost bleeding.

Zhan Yaoguang waited in vain for her to make a move. He felt like he was being driven crazy by the unbearable itch. His manhood was hard and throbbing unbearably, so he unconsciously moved his body again. His voice became even hoarser as he pleaded very softly, "I've already begged, Afu, please don't go back on your word..."

Shu Fu was caught in a dilemma, so she had no choice but to first reach her hand to the edge of his trousers. After a few moments of intense thought, she slowly pulled the fabric down a little.

The large object sprang out immediately, its hot, scalding touch pressing against her lower back. She could even clearly feel the sticky, clear fluid seeping from the tip of the object.

Her heart pounded, as if a light rain was falling, leaving her feeling misty and drenched.

After hesitating for a long time, Shu Fu slowly tightened her lower abdomen, lifted her body slightly, and dragged her overflowing vaginal fluid away from him.

As Zhan Yaoguang felt a little lighter, the soft, moist sensation faded away, leaving only a slightly cool water stain.

Shu Fu, without any instruction, shifted her waist and hips backward, easily allowing the thick, long penis to slide into the soft crevice between her legs.

That place was wet and warm, and she was already aroused. So she opened her eyes slightly and was easily pried open by the tip of the penis, taking a small section of it into her mouth.

Zhan Yaoguang's breathing suddenly became heavy, the veins in his neck bulged, and sweat slowly seeped from his forehead and nostrils.

It was a familiar feeling, a wet, slippery, and gripping sensation, both tough and tight, with rings of alluring flesh densely covering the ridges, making his spine feel weak with pleasure.

But Shu Fu didn't dare to sit down. Her thighs were swollen and she couldn't help but twist her waist, which caused her to slip out again, rubbing against her wet and slippery vulva, and grinding heavily against her sensitive clitoris.

Shu Fu let out a soft moan and almost fell down.

Zhan Yaoguang was extremely frustrated. He had clearly already entered her, and with just a slight upward thrust, he could have deeply penetrated her warm and moist passage. But her movement rendered his efforts futile, and he immediately felt a burning pain in his heart.

In the past, he had always taken the initiative in their sexual encounters. He had never experienced such a lukewarm and torturous experience. He felt that her movements were so slow that they felt like a sharp, fine thorn, slowly burrowing and probing into his bones and blood.

He was burning up ridiculously, and he kept begging for her name.

He used to be one of the younger young men in the clan, always calling others "elder brother" and "elder sister" without a second thought when asking for favors. Now, he was using that same ingratiating skill in bed, calling everyone from "Ah Fu" to "Little Second Sister," driving Shu Fu to the brink of madness. In desperation, she covered his mouth, whispering a threat, "Don't say a word!"

After a brief respite, Zhan Yaoguang restlessly shifted his lower body again, pressing and grinding the hard object against the muddy opening of his vagina.

Shu Fu's waist almost gave way, and she vaguely regretted binding his hands—

Otherwise, this is what he should be doing right now.

Otherwise, make her personally insert that horrifying piece of flesh into her body...

How could she bear to do that to herself!

She lingered for a while longer, but Zhan Yaoguang couldn't stand it any longer. Before the sweat on her forehead had even dried, new beads of sweat appeared.

"Are you sure you're not right?" His voice was so hoarse that he could barely speak, and he started with this nonsensical question.

Shu Fu felt a jolt in her head, realizing he was looking down on her, and immediately retorted, "You're talking nonsense!"

"Then how will you prove it?"

Aside from a slight panting, his tone was otherwise quite normal, but she could still detect a hint of provocation in it. So even though she knew she had been provoked, she was still determined to do something to prove herself.

Shu Fu reached down and grasped the object in her palm, only to find it unusually rough and hot, too rough to be fully contained in one hand.

It was hot; her palms felt like they were on fire.

Suppressing her embarrassment, she shifted her hips slightly and positioned her wet, soft vulva against the erect and proud penis.

The arrow is on the bowstring, and there is only one thought left.

The moonlight outside the tent suddenly became bright, reflecting a pool of wet, shimmering light. Shu Fu looked up and saw the young man staring at her with bright eyes, his eyes dark and his lips red.

What a handsome young man.

She was swayed by his handsome face, her fear subsided, and she lowered her waist, immediately swallowing half of that terrifying fleshy blade, stretching her tight yet soft passage to its limit.

The wind stirred up clouds, barely obscuring the moon, and the tent darkened for a moment. She couldn't see his face, and the aching sensation in her lower body was magnified infinitely.

The penis was extremely thick, filling her small vagina completely. The veins on it were tightly embedded in the soft flesh. Even though neither of them moved, she felt a strong throbbing inside. The hot, tingling sensation flowed through her body like a tiny flame, finally igniting a small yet intense cluster of pleasure at the end of her spine.

She couldn't help but groan, tears welling up in her eyes. But then Zhan Yaoguang couldn't bear the torment any longer, so he thrust his hips upwards, burying his entire penis deep inside her wet, soft, and hot vagina.

Shufu was thrust all the way in at once, then suddenly opened her eyes wide and glared at him angrily: "Who gave you permission to move by yourself... Ah—"

She reached out to pinch his cheek, but her hand missed his face and instead touched his hands, which should have been bound.

"Ugh...why is it loose here?" Shu Fu felt a numbness in her waist as something inside her pressed against her sensitive spot, and her voice became disordered.

"It's not my fault! It fell by itself!" Zhan Yaoguang quickly proved himself. "Look for yourself, I listened to you, so I didn't put my hand down."

It turned out that she hadn't tied him up very tightly to begin with. Although he didn't try to break free, the knots made from the thin fabric of his clothes couldn't really hold him back. However, he wanted to please her, so he pretended to be bound and let her do as she pleased.

Seeing that the nightgown was hanging on the ground, Shu Fu felt annoyed: "It's fallen, so be it. I won't tie you up anymore."

Zhan Yaoguang looked at her through the darkness and suddenly asked, "Can I hug you now?"

Shu Fu was startled. She had just uttered a soft "hmm" when her waist was tightly wrapped around someone's arm. At the same time, a gust of wind and waves surged at their point of contact.

After Zhan Yaoguang gained her freedom, he became even more unrestrained. He held her back with one hand and supported her buttocks with the other. He thrust his waist and abdomen upward, and his penis penetrated the deepest part of her vagina. Hot, sticky fluid was squeezed out and dripped onto his abdomen. The wetness was then splashed and made by the rise and fall of her buttocks.

The extreme soreness, the extreme swelling, the extreme heat made her feel as if she were made of water, her legs were numb and weak, and her bones felt like they were melting.

Her breathing became sluggish, and for a moment she couldn't utter a specific sound, only gasping for breath, each breath deeper than the last.

Zhan Yaoguang took one of her slender wrists in his hand and then pressed it against her lower back, forcing her two tender breasts to become even more perky and round.

Without hesitation, he took her delicate, plump breast into his mouth, finally eliciting a clear cry from her throat.

The nipples were as soft as cream, and a touch of his lips and tongue released their sweet fragrance. The nipples were further stimulated by pleasure, and soon a bright little point stood up. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he licked the soft white nipples inch by inch, and finally covered the tiny tip with his mouth.

He didn't rush to suckle; instead, he extended his tongue and very carefully licked the small, protruding tip.

Shufu felt the hairs on her body stand on end, and she immediately let out a rapid moan, her lower orifice trembling and contracting uncontrollably.

Zhan Yaoguang's scalp tingled from her gripping and sucking. He didn't want to beg for mercy in a pathetic manner anymore, since she never listened to him anyway. So he only wanted to use his actions to open that tight hole a little wider, and his movements became increasingly erratic. (Hong Shaorou joins group 2001)

The hard, swollen flesh was pulled away for a while, then thrust heavily into the messy, wet clitoris. The tip was immediately enveloped and sucked tightly by the soft, tender flesh, and the honeyed fluid flowed out more and more. Even with such a thick and long penis plugged in, it could not stop leaking out.

"No, it's too deep, you don't need to use so much force..." Shu Fu finally couldn't help but speak out, her tone tinged with sobs, but not because of grievance or pain, but rather a kind of extreme pleasure on the verge of losing control.

Her legs were numb and trembling, and she was so shaken that she could hardly sit up. She could only cling tightly to him, as if she had been washed by water.

The moonlight was clear once again. Zhan Yaoguang looked up and saw her extremely moist eyes. As if thinking of something, she slowly asked, "Why did we turn off the lights?"

"……Um?"

Of course, I originally planned to go to sleep, but I decided to do this on a whim.

Not knowing how to respond, she pursed her lips and refused to say a word.

"I can't see it anymore."

Shu Fu was stunned again, not understanding what he meant by not being able to see.

Xuexin thrust into him again with renewed vigor, and she cried out in a shrill voice that made his ears tingle.

After a long pause, he continued, "Do you think your private area will turn red?"

Before she could react, he added, "I secretly watched it before. Every time it gets to this point, that area turns from pink to red... and it keeps shaking. It can't hold on, and it looks so pitiful."

Shufu's mind went blank, and her hot blood rushed to her face: "Don't say it, don't say it."

But he had already said it all, painting a lewd picture in front of her for no reason. She was so embarrassed that she opened her mouth and bit his earlobe.

Zhan Yaoguang was sweating profusely, and he could feel the heat rising between her tender, soft vulva more clearly, so even the pain of being bitten became extremely blurry.

He must have hit some soft spot again, because the girl in his arms finally went limp and trembled. A torrent of hot fluid flowed freely, making the area where they were joined together muddy and unsightly.

Shu Fu's mind went blank, as if she had witnessed a dazzling display of fireworks. She trembled all over, and because Zhan Yaoguang was suppressing his urge to shoot and holding her wrist very tightly, she couldn't break free for a moment and could only lean on his shoulder to breathe.

His little hole, which had just climaxed, was extremely sensitive; even the slightest movement caused him to experience a strong, tingling pleasure.

"Slow down, slow down..."

Her thoughts were slowed down at that moment, and she only spoke subconsciously.

The boy gave a muffled "hmm," then put her off him. The two of them flipped over, and once again gently caressed and kneaded each other.

After an unknown amount of time, when the celestial light was almost drowning out and disappearing, he said softly and longingly, "Then, can we consider this a reconciliation?"