Chapter 139

　Sikong Yanran still felt a little pain, but it was much milder.

　　As Ye Fan’s enormous member entered her, and with slow, rhythmic thrusting, the friction against the inner walls of her forbidden zone brought her an incomparably pleasurable and comfortable feeling.

　　If she passively endured her first sexual encounter with Ye Fan, this time she was fully engaged.

　　Feeling the pleasure brought by the friction of their bodies, she wrapped her arms around Ye Fan’s back and let out a long, seductive moan.

　　The first time was accompanied by pain and pleasure, but this time, after a little pain, there was unparalleled enjoyment and excitement.

　　Ye Fan had excellent control over the rhythm, using a slight exertion in his waist and abdomen to control the speed of his thrusts with a rhythm of five slow thrusts followed by one fast one.

　　Looking at my aunt’s face flushed with spring fever, her hazy eyes were slightly narrowed, and her mouth was slightly open.

　　He couldn’t help but lean down and kiss his aunt’s lips, cheeks, and ears.

　　Sikong Yanran responded to him, raising her lower body slightly to allow him to penetrate her more deeply.

　　And finding his lips, she slipped her tongue inside.

　　When their tongues intertwined like tiny snakes, their souls were completely merged.

　　”Auntie, I love you…” Ye Fan said softly.

　　”Your auntie loves you too.”

　　Sikong Yanran responded without hesitation.

　　She knew in her heart that this love had transcended familial love, and now even more love had been added to it.

　　If before she only regarded Ye Fan as one of her closest relatives, now he is the man she loves most.

　　He’s a man, not a boy.

　　When Ye Fan entered her body, his identity was no longer that of a boy, but a man.

　　The fusion of bodies and souls—she had loved this man who was writhing all over her to the very core of her being, to the very depths of her soul, without a single regret.

　　I will only part from you when the mountains have no peaks and the heavens and earth unite.

　　As Ye Fan thrust in and out, the enormous dragon repeatedly reached the deepest part of Sikong Yanran’s honey hole.

　　She fell into a state of bliss once again, feeling no pain in her body. An expression of unbearable pleasure spread across her face, and her body trembled slightly, as if she could not bear the feeling of pleasure.

　　Sensing that Sikong Yanran had adapted to his pace, Ye Fan gradually increased his speed.

　　There was originally five slow movements in one piece, but now there are nine slow movements in one piece, nine shallow and one deep.

　　As the speed and rhythm increased, his magic hands grabbed his aunt’s breasts and kneaded them into different shapes.

　　The waist and abdomen were also used to increase the speed of the sprint.

　　”Ah…ah…it feels so good…slower…”

　　”Xiao Fan, faster…it hurts so much…”

　　”Waaah, so good…” Ye Fan thrust into Sikong Yanran’s flower core, and Sikong Yanran could no longer hold back and cried out loudly.

　　”No… Xiao Fan, Auntie is going to die… I can’t take it anymore…” Si Kong Yanran gripped Ye Fan’s arm tightly, crying out in pleasure.

　　”Aww…Auntie’s coming…Auntie’s going to climax…” In the large bedroom, passion surged, and Sikong Yanran’s comfortable moans, accompanied by the slapping sounds of body and soul, formed a moving symphony.

　　At this moment, she had learned how to actively cater to Ye Fan, her slender waist slightly raised and her pert buttocks gently swaying, welcoming the dragon’s invasion.

　　Gently rub.

　　Ye Fan knew that his aunt had reached the peak of desire again. In order to let him experience the most intense ecstasy, he put his hands on the bed and used all his strength in his waist and abdomen to thrust and pump at a high frequency.

　　”Ah… Auntie can’t take it anymore… Waaaaah…” Sikong Yanran finally reached the clouds and enjoyed the ultimate pleasure as a woman.

　　That feeling of ecstasy completely captivated her.

　　Countless drops of honey gushed from the honey cave.

　　The secret cave, because of this unparalleled excitement, alternates between tightness and relaxation.

　　She didn’t know how many times Ye Fan had brought her to orgasm, but she was covered in sweat, her body was limp and powerless, and her vagina was contracting rapidly due to the stimulation.

　　At the same time, under the contraction and friction of Sikong Yanran’s honey hole, Ye Fan also roared and thrust his body forward. His dragon opened like a faucet, spraying a thick liquid deep into Sikong Yanran’s honey hole.

　　Both of them reached climax, enjoying the most primal and instinctive sexual desires of men and women.

　　Pandora’s box has been opened, and the monster of desire is running rampant.

　　After reaching his climax, Ye Fan seemed to have all his strength drained away, collapsing limply beside his aunt, one hand resting on her breasts.

　　A little white liquid slowly flowed from the base of Sikong Yanran’s thighs, dripping onto the white sheets.

　　The bedroom was quiet. They were exhausted from their ordeal and lay on the bed, embracing each other.

　　Ye Fan didn’t know how much time had passed before he finally woke up from his extreme emptiness.

　　I could see that the blush on my aunt’s face hadn’t faded yet, and there was still a faint blush on her fair skin.

　　Seeing his aunt’s beauty, he bent down and kissed her on the cheek.

　　”Ugh…” Sikong Yanran whimpered, she had rested enough.

　　Ye Fan kissed her, and she slowly opened her eyes, her gaze hazy. She gave Ye Fan a playful glare and said, “You little rascal, Auntie was feeling terrible just now.”

　　Ye Fan chuckled, tenderly smoothed his aunt’s hair, and took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

　　Sikong Yanran seemed to have thought of something, pursed her lips, and said somewhat cautiously, “Xiao Fan… you just ejaculated inside. Auntie… will Auntie get pregnant?”

　　”Pregnant?” Ye Fan had just thought of this question. He scratched his head and said, “If you are really pregnant, you will give birth to a baby for me.”

　　Ye Fan longed to have a child with his aunt.

　　Sikong Yanran blushed. She understood Ye Fan’s meaning and felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

　　She also wanted to have a sister like Jing with Ye Fan, but reason told her it was impossible.

　　She pursed her lips, shook her head, and calmly said, “Auntie… Auntie can’t get pregnant right now.”

　　”Sigh…” Ye Fan sighed in disappointment.

　　”What’s wrong?” Sensing the change in Ye Fan’s emotions, Sikong Yanran asked anxiously.

　　”Auntie, were you feeling alright just now?” Ye Fan didn’t want to dwell on this question any longer, so he changed the subject.

　　Sikong Yanran nodded shyly.

　　Ye Fan smiled faintly, pulled his aunt down to lie on the bed, and then pulled the blanket over her. Holding his aunt’s soft hand in one hand, he whispered, “Auntie, I will cherish you for the rest of my life.”

　　”Hmm…” Sikong Yanran felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but her problem was not yet solved. She asked, “Xiao Fan, think of something quickly, what if I get pregnant?”