A few days later, I thought I could finally have a moment of peace, but late at night, Mu Qianning’s profile picture started flashing on my phone screen again. She sent me a link, without any accompanying text.

My fingertips hovered over the screen, my heart filled with resistance.

I know that clicking this link is like opening Pandora’s box, and inside lies an ugly truth.

But I clicked it anyway, driven by a morbid impulse to witness it with my own eyes.

The image flashed by, and the most striking resemblance caught my eye, sending a shiver down my spine.

It was neither a lavish bedroom nor a humiliating living room.

The camera shows Nanjing’s most famous sycamore-lined avenue.

The afternoon sun shines through layers of tung leaves, casting dappled and warm light and shadow on the ground.

My girl Jingyan, along with Qianning and Lingze, three beautiful women of striking beauty, are walking hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, in unison.

The camera followed them closely, like a lovesick admirer, greedily capturing the two women’s beautiful backs.

Wearing a grass-green long dress, Jingyan stood in the middle, surrounded by admirers like a star.

On either side of her were twin sisters who looked like they were cut from the same mold, one wearing an orange top and the other a yellow top, full of youthful energy.

“The sycamore trees here are so beautiful!” It was Jingyan’s voice, tinged with laughter. “Yes, yes, even the air feels sweeter!” Lingze’s voice was always so lively.

“Thank goodness we didn’t go down the other road. I heard it was packed with people, lots of people taking photos, just like the pier at Qingdao Island,” Mu Qianning complained slightly.

They walked and talked, laughing and chatting about the scenery along the way and the distant chimes. But the camera never left their three sexy lower bodies.

All three women have perfect figures and each has their own unique charm.

Jingyan’s shapely buttocks appeared even fuller under the green dress. As she walked, the tight skirt could not conceal the alluring tremors of her elastic buttocks, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

Mu Qianning and Mu Lingze on the left and right sides, although Qiao Zhi’s breasts were a size smaller than Jing Yan’s, they were more perky and bouncy.

They were wearing the same style of denim mini skirts, and beneath the hem were two stunningly beautiful legs encased in flesh-colored stockings—long, straight, and perfectly proportioned. Any more would be too plump, any less too thin.

From behind, their high waistlines made Jingyan, who already had a great figure, appear even smaller.

Passersby on both sides of the camera couldn’t help but stare at the three young and lively beauties, their eyes filled with amazement and admiration.

Just as I was admiring Jingyan and the twins’ beautiful backs, the scene changed to a quiet corner in the park, still behind a beautiful woman.

However, this time, their actions made me feel as if I had fallen into an ice cave.

The three beauties were all sticking out their pert buttocks, facing the camera.

“Lift up your skirt.” Zhao Chenyu’s teasing voice finally came from behind the camera.

“You bastard!” Jingyan’s voice was filled with anger. Mu Qianning also turned her head sharply, glaring at him with murderous eyes.

But Mu Lingze, who was standing to the side, had already made a move.

She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her trembling hands and lifted her denim skirt, even pulling down her pure white underwear to her thighs, revealing her smooth, pert buttocks.

“Lingze!” Jingyan exclaimed in shock.

“Hurry up,” Zhao Chenyu urged the other two, his tone full of impatience. “If you don’t take your clothes off, Mu Lingze will be naked for a longer time. If someone comes later, she’ll be the one who gets seen naked.”

Mu Qianning glared at Zhao Chenyu fiercely, but in the end, she still turned around unwillingly and took off her black underwear as well.

Jingyan closed her eyes in pain, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and lifted her skirt to reveal her round and full buttocks.

But what shocked me most was that between Mu Qianning and Mu Lingze’s smooth labia, a thin black wire was visible, extending all the way into their honeyed orifices, which were glistening with moisture.

Inside Jingyan’s green and white striped panties, there was a heart-shaped anal plug in the same bright green color.

Did you put it on before you went on the trip?

Or… I suddenly realized that Jingyan really doesn’t let me touch her butt crack. Could it be that she’s been wearing this anal plug all along?

My feelings can no longer be described as just painful.

The scene changes again.

The camera switched to a first-person perspective, showing the group walking along a path. Zhao Chenyu’s arm was wrapped around Mu Lingze’s shoulder, and as they walked, he shamelessly kneaded Lingze’s firm C-cup breasts with his large, wicked hands.

“Let go!” Jingyan’s voice came from the side, full of anger.

“Sure,” Zhao Chenyu said lazily, glancing over. “Then I’ll pinch yours.”

Jingyan blushed with anger at his shameless words and quickened her pace to try and distance herself from him.

But Zhao Chenyu followed closely behind, reaching out and accurately pinching Jingyan’s plump and perky buttocks, squeezing hard.

Jingyan’s body stiffened instantly, and her forward steps came to an abrupt halt, as if a snake had been pinched at its vital point and instantly became docile.

“Ah—” After a soft cry, the scene flashed.

The first-person camera shakiened again, and this time, Zhao Chenyu’s sinful arms were holding my Jingyan instead.

His large hands, like venomous snakes, easily slipped inside Jingyan’s knitwear, greedily grabbing and kneading her full D-cup breasts.

“Don’t do this…” Jingyan’s hand weakly gripped his wrist, trying to pull away the large hand that was groping her chest.

But every time she pulled, Zhao Chenyu only squeezed her harder.

A strange tingling sensation came from her chest and instantly spread throughout her body. Jingyan’s body went limp, and she could no longer muster any strength to resist.

“Someone’s there!” She could only turn her head, glaring at Zhao Chenyu with eyes that were both angry and ashamed. This distance was more intimate and more dangerous than when we walked hand in hand on a date.

“It’s nothing, who knows who~” Zhao Chenyu’s voice was full of nonchalant indifference, and he even enjoyed the mixed look of jealousy and envy in the eyes of the men who passed by.

But Jingyan couldn’t help but care.

Having been so groped in front of everyone, her cheeks were already so red they looked like they could bleed.

But where could she hide?

Her only option was to burrow deeper into Zhao Chenyu’s arms, trying to use his body to cover his large hand that was ravaging her chest.

“You! I’ll get angry if you keep doing this!” Jingyan’s brows furrowed tightly as she glared at Zhao Chenyu with all her might.

Zhao Chenyu seemed to freeze for a second in the video, but the next moment, Jingyan’s delicate face suddenly appeared larger in the camera lens—no, it wasn’t Jingyan’s face that got bigger, but Zhao Chenyu’s face that pounced on her like a hungry tiger!

A loud and sticky kiss exploded in my ears.

“Mmm~” Jingyan’s whimpering, full of resistance, followed, but the nauseating kissing continued.

“Hmm!” The light returned, and Jingyan disgustedly wiped her lips with the back of her hand, as if trying to erase the mark of humiliation. She was about to look up and say something, her beautiful eyes still burning with anger.

“Ugh!” The screen went dark again, and only Jingyan’s trembling long eyelashes could be vaguely seen.

“Pop—” Jingyan’s mouth was once again tightly sealed.

When Zhao Chenyu looked up again, the resistance on Jingyan’s face had softened considerably. The anger in her eyes was fading, replaced by a helpless shame.

“Zhao Chenyu, you—uh!”

The third time…

This time, it was longer than the previous two times.

The sound of thick saliva mixing together echoed in my ears like a demonic chant.

I can’t believe that the girl being forcibly kissed in the picture is my girlfriend.

When the light returned, Jingyan’s lips were already covered in glistening saliva, pink and shiny from being kissed, and slightly swollen.

In her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, all the flames had been extinguished, leaving only fragility and helplessness.

Zhao Chenyu’s hand returned to her full breasts, kneading them wantonly.

This time, Jingyan simply trembled and leaned even closer into Zhao Chenyu’s arms, her face turning even redder.

The video switched again, showing the brown sun turning the clouds golden; it was already evening.

In the video, three graceful girls are walking side by side along the bustling Qinhuai River.

Painted boats glide along the river, lanterns hang high on both banks, and the warm yellow glow outlines their graceful silhouettes, like a flowing picture of Jiangnan beauties.

Qian Ning was feeding Jing Yan a delicate osmanthus cake, and the two were laughing and chatting.

An older woman passing by admired the girl and couldn’t help but exclaim, “Oh my, this girl is so beautiful! She looks like she comes from a wealthy family. And you two, oh, you’re twins! You’re truly gorgeous!”

These words made the three women blush and lower their heads shyly.

Zhao Chenyu followed behind like a dutiful bodyguard, neither too close nor too far, and everything seemed perfectly normal and wonderful.

But the camera slowly pans down during this heartwarming moment.

Zhao Chenyu took his hand out of his pocket, and in his palm was a crumpled thing.

I looked closely and felt as if an invisible hand was gripping my heart.

Black, white, and green and white striped fabrics—three small pieces of cloth—were being manipulated by him.

The fabric still faintly bears the glistening traces of the dried hole.

Aren’t these their underwear?

So now, under the skirts of Jingyan and the other two… they’re not wearing anything?

As they walked, the surrounding lights dimmed, and the bustling crowds thinned out.

Zhao Chenyu followed the three women until they reached the entrance of a deep, narrow alley.

“Zhao Chenyu! Give us back our underwear!” Jingyan turned her head and pointed at Zhao Chenyu, her voice filled with suppressed anger.

But more than that, I’m curious about what methods Zhao Chenyu used to remove all three of their underwear without them noticing.

“Sure.” Zhao Chenyu’s voice was full of teasing. “You can wear it here. If you wear it now, I’ll give it to you right away.” As he spoke, he handed the bundle of underwear in his hand to Jingyan.

Just as Jingyan reached out and was about to touch the fabric, Zhao Chenyu’s other hand swiftly pulled out another remote control from his pocket and lightly pressed it with his thumb.

“Ah—!” Jingyan’s body tensed up suddenly as if she had been electrocuted!

Its snow-white neck was held high, forming a beautiful, dying arc. Its mouth was wide open, but it couldn’t utter a single sound.

Her pert buttocks involuntarily twitched forward, and her hands instinctively covered her buttocks.

“You…bastard!” She used all her strength to squeeze out these words through gritted teeth.

She quickly leaned against the cold, blue brick wall behind her, closed her eyes tightly, her beautiful face flushed an unusual red, her chest heaved violently, and she breathed rapidly.

“Hehe~ And the two of them~” Zhao Chenyu casually pressed two more buttons.

“ah–!”

“snort–!”

Mu Qianning and Mu Lingze also let out two equally sharp groans.

But unlike Jingyan, the two of them seemed to have muscle memory the moment Zhao Chenyu pressed the button. They immediately closed their legs tightly, quickly squatted down, and rubbed their tender thighs together, trying to relieve the sudden, bone-deep tingling sensation.

He let out intermittent low hums.

“Bastard… Zhao Chenyu~” Mu Qianning cursed through gritted teeth.

“Ah~ Master~” Mu Lingze had already surrendered, letting out a groan of submission. Zhao Chenyu seemed not to hear their curses and pleas for mercy. The camera slowly descended, then suddenly flipped in the blur, pointing upwards.

What appeared on the screen were two faint white shadows that were barely visible in the darkness.

This is… I looked closely, and it was right under Jingyan’s skirt! This Zhao Chenyu actually put the camera under Jingyan’s skirt and openly filmed her up there?

Oh shit!

“Senior, are you wet?” Zhao Chenyu’s voice came from behind the camera.

“Zhao Chenyu! You… ah… are you never going to stop?” Jingyan couldn’t help but let out a charming moan amidst her angry resistance.

In the view beneath her skirt, I could see her legs, tightly pressed together, trembling violently from intense stimulation.

“Are you wet yet? Tell me!” Zhao Chenyu’s voice was full of teasing…

“It’s wet… Okay… Let’s go…” Jingyan’s tone was full of anxiety and urging, as if she had already given up.

Is the water still flowing?

“Flowing~ Ah!”

What does your anus feel like?

“Stop shaking…stop it…I can’t hold it in anymore…” Jingyan finally began to beg for mercy.

“Zhao Chenyu! Don’t bully Jingyan!” Mu Qianning, who was squatting on the ground, cursed in a low voice, “You slut, it seems your gear isn’t strong enough.”

“Ah—!” Mu Qianning let out an even higher-pitched scream.

“Senior, where did the water flow to?” Zhao Chenyu threw the question back at Jingyan.

“Ah… um… it’s inside my thigh… hurry up… give me my underwear…” Jingyan pleaded.

“Tell them, aren’t you my little slut?”

“Uh…yes! I am…hurry up!”

Jingyan tried her best to suppress her moans, her legs trembling so much she could barely stand.

“All right.”

The camera swayed, and Zhao Chenyu’s hands appeared in front of Jingyan’s feet, spreading open her green and white striped underwear.

Jingyan put her feet in, and Zhao Chenyu’s hands followed, lifting them up until they completely disappeared into her skirt.

“Ah—!” Jingyan suddenly let out a short, delicate cry.

“Hehe! It’s really wet~” Zhao Chenyu’s hand came out from under her skirt, a smug smile on his face.

The camera pans up, finally revealing Jingyan’s face.

Her fair face was flushed with emotion, and her eyes were filled with both fear and anger.

The moment the camera met her gaze, Jingyan’s pent-up anger finally erupted. She swung her arm and slapped Zhao Chenyu across the face with all her might.

But in that instant, Zhao Chenyu’s body lunged forward even faster than her slap.

Jingyan’s beautiful face was quickly magnified in the camera lens!

“Mmm! Hmm~ Pop~”

The sticky kissing sounds rang out again, and Jingyan’s arm, which should have been slapping Zhao Chenyu’s face, was now undoubtedly wrapped around the back of his neck, half-willingly.

The night was as dark as ink, and the window of an antique hotel was dimly lit by the red glow of the room.

The warm yellow candlelight, filtering through the intricately patterned wooden window, casts dappled shadows on the gently rocking awning boat outside.

The river, shimmering with the sounds of oars and the reflections of lanterns, appears even more gentle and rippling…

But this tranquil and beautiful scene of a Jiangnan night was shattered by the couple passionately entwined right in the middle of the window. “Mmm~ Ugh~”

Zhao Chenyu was holding Mu Lingze tightly, passionately kissing her in front of the window.

Mu Lingze’s hands were like vines, tightly wrapped around Zhao Chenyu’s neck, and she was hanging on him.

Zhao Chenyu’s large hands roamed freely up and down her exquisite body, sometimes kneading her soft breasts, sometimes sliding down to her pert buttocks, caressing her with abandon.

Mu Lingze not only did not refuse at all, but instead twisted her slender waist and pert buttocks even more vigorously as he caressed her, as if she wanted to melt herself into his body.

“My darling Lingze~ Do you like kissing your master?”

“Mmm!” Lingze touched her disheveled hair, her eyes dreamy yet focused. After sweetly answering Zhao Chenyu’s question, she gave him another kiss.

“Pop—”

The scene flashed, the view outside the window remained unchanged, but the clothes on the person in Zhao Chenyu’s arms changed from bright yellow to a slightly mature orange—it was Mu Qianning.

Although the two were kissing, Mu Qianning was not as well-behaved as her younger sister Lingze.

Zhao Chenyu’s hand had just been placed on her chest, and before he could even feel its softness, she slapped it away with all her might.

Zhao Chenyu’s hand slid towards Qian Ning’s buttocks, but she grabbed the soft flesh of her waist with her other hand and twisted it hard.

“Um!”

“Hmph—”

Zhao Chenyu, who was kissing someone, suddenly had his face contorted in pain.

But then the muscles on his face tensed, revealing a ruthless side.

He suddenly lowered his head and used all his strength to press Mu Qianning’s head down, forcing her upper body to arch backward into a humiliating backbend position.

His hand, like a venomous snake, once again reached into Xian Ning’s crotch.

In order to avoid falling, Mu Qianning could only hold onto Zhao Chenyu’s neck even tighter, unable to resist any longer.

The two of them disappeared into the “frame” formed by the windows.

When they reappeared, the stubborn resistance on Mu Qianning’s face was gone.

Zhao Chenyu stopped sucking on her lips and instead stuck out his tongue.

Mu Qianning obediently stuck out her delicate little tongue, like a tamed puppy, and carefully licked his tongue.

“You slut, do I have to do this to you before you’ll listen to me?” Zhao Chenyu said viciously.

“Master~ I was wrong~” Mu Qianning glanced at the area outside the camera lens, but quickly looked back at Zhao Chenyu. After softly admitting her mistake, she gave him another kiss.

“Pop—”

Although I prayed a thousand times, ten thousand times in my heart, hoping that all of this would end.

But the scene flashed, and in Zhao Chenyu’s arms, there was another, more voluptuous woman in a green dress.

It’s my Jingyan.

Jingyan neither yielded willingly like Lingze, nor struggled fiercely like Qianning.

She simply held her arms out in front of her, trying to keep a distance from Zhao Chenyu, but her hands involuntarily clung to his shoulders.

In addition, her huge breasts, which remained incredibly full even after being squeezed, forced Zhao Chenyu to stretch his neck as far as he could, like a clumsy rooster pecking at rice, constantly moving forward to chase after Jingyan’s evasive lips.

Jingyan’s beautiful brows were tightly furrowed, and there was still obvious disgust on her face.

But her face, already flushed with desire, and her rapid, somewhat disordered breathing ruthlessly told me that she had already become addicted to this humiliating pursuit.

Zhao Chenyu’s hand had somehow ended up pinching Jingyan’s buttocks.

Jingyan’s delicate body trembled violently, and her hand, which was clinging to Zhao Chenyu’s shoulder, slid upwards and finally limply hugged his shoulder.

Her full, large breasts finally lost their last line of defense, pressing tightly against Zhao Chenyu’s chest. Zhao Chenyu wrapped one arm around her slender waist, while the other hand wantonly kneaded her round buttocks.

If anyone else were watching at that moment, they would definitely think they were a couple deeply in love.

Zhao Chenyu put his arm around Jingyan, put his mouth close to her ear, and whispered, “How does it feel to walk around all day with an anal plug in?” Jingyan’s body trembled again, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito’s buzz: “It hurts to have my butt rubbed sore.”

Zhao Chenyu laughed smugly: “I put vibrating eggs in both of their vaginas, but I know that the senior’s butt is the most sensitive, so I specially chose an anal plug for you. When we were kissing just now, I touched their vaginas and they were already full of water, and their underwear had dried several times.”

As Zhao Chenyu spoke, his hand reached towards Jingyan’s crotch again.

He said, “Let me see how much fluid has accumulated inside this senior’s cunt that hasn’t been touched for a day.”

“Hmm~” Jingyan let out a suppressed groan. When Zhao Chenyu pulled his fingers out again, half of his palm was already wet.

“Senior, look how slutty you are!” Zhao Chenyu held up his hand, still wet with Jingyan’s fluids, in front of her, humiliating her. “Of the three of you, you’re actually the sluttest!”

“Get out!” Jingyan was finally provoked and, in a fit of rage, shoved Zhao Chen’s door open…

But instead of chasing after her, Zhao Chenyu, right in front of her, slowly put his fingers, which were covered in her vaginal fluid, into his mouth.

The scene shifts, and the heavy velvet curtains are tightly drawn. Inside the room, a huge crystal chandelier casts diamond-like light, making every piece of Baroque furniture appear magnificent.

Everything in the hotel room seemed so unreal, like a magnificent cage built with money.

And I could only watch helplessly as my girlfriend, Jingyan, was completely swallowed up right in the center of this cage.

Zhao Chenyu’s arms, like iron clamps, tightly caught Mu Qianning and Mu Lingze from behind. The twin sisters, already submissive, extended from his arms, flanking Jingyan, who was still wearing a green dress, and pressing her against him, forming a…

A human prison composed of three soft, delicate bodies, completely sealed off.

Zhao Chenyu lowered his head and kissed Jingyan’s lips again.

“Pop~ Sizzle~” This time, it was no longer the angry and rebellious kisses that filled the streets and alleys.

In this luxurious space steeped in desire, everything becomes slow and cloying.

His tongue, like a nimble serpent, easily pried open Jingyan’s pearly teeth and plunged deep inside.

I could clearly see that Jingyan’s beautiful brows were furrowed in pain. She tried to turn her head away, but the back of her head was already firmly held in place by Mu Qianning and Mu Lingze’s hands.

Her tongue instinctively recoiled, but Zhao Chenyu’s tongue domineeringly hooked, sucked, and played with it, as if he were savoring an exquisite delicacy.

At the same time, two equally slender but malicious hands reached out from behind her.

Mu Qianning’s hand skillfully slipped under the hem of Jingyan’s knitwear and accurately grasped her full D-cup breasts.

Her fingertips even maliciously pinched Jingyan’s erect nipple lightly.

“Hmm…” A muffled groan escaped Jingyan’s throat.

Her eyes widened suddenly at the unexpected stimulation, but quickly became misty again under Zhao Chenyu’s deeper kisses.

Mu Lingze’s hand then slid towards Jingyan’s round buttocks.

Through the thin fabric of her skirt, she kneaded it forcefully, even squeezing her fingertips into the crease of her firm buttocks, forcing Jingyan’s body to press even closer to Zhao Chenyu’s burning chest.

“Senior, your words are still so sweet…” Zhao Chenyu’s indistinct voice came from between their tightly joined lips, “…and your body is so honest too. Look, it’s only just begun, and your breasts are already hard.”

“Jingyan… I’ve been kneading these big breasts for years, and I still don’t get tired of it~” Mu Qianning whispered in Jingyan’s ear.

“Master, I’ve already touched the water on Jingyan’s thigh~” Mu Lingze’s voice came from the other side.

“Uh…ah…uh-huh…don’t…!”

Jingyan’s body began to twist uncontrollably under the pressure from these three forces.

Every struggle she made only resulted in the two sisters behind her kneading her more forcefully and the man in front of her penetrating her more deeply.

She was like a butterfly caught in a spider’s web; the more she struggled, the tighter she was bound.

Every inch of my skin, every pore, was filled with this pervasive stimulation.

Her resistance gradually turned into futile trembling.

Her rationality had long been shattered by the pleasure and humiliation of being engulfed in flames.

“Ugh… Ah—ah!”

Finally, with a sobbing groan, Jingyan’s body arched violently, completely giving up all resistance. She melted away and softly fell into Zhao Chenyu’s arms, reaching her climax amidst a violent tremor.

Zhao Chenyu picked up the soft and sweet Jingyan in his arms and pounced on her onto the luxurious bed that could accommodate several people rolling around.

The upper half of the image became blurry due to the violent shaking, and only the clear corner under the bed with the handmade Persian carpet became my sole visual focus.

Soon, on this luxurious carpet that has witnessed countless sins, a silent “funeral” for clothing is taking place.

A gray men’s tracksuit, Jingyan’s green long skirt, a matching green and white striped bra, the twin sisters’ denim shorts, torn flesh-colored stockings, and two V-neck tops, one orange and one yellow, representing their identities, all “fell from the sky” and were piled up haphazardly, like defeated flags scattered on a battlefield.

The scene flashed, and the camera switched back to a first-person perspective.

My Jingyan, my pure and proud Jingyan, at this moment she is like a sacrifice stripped of all dignity, her naked and delicate body lying helplessly on the snow-white silk sheets.

The stark white contrasted cruelly with the pink flush on her skin caused by shame and desire.

Her hands were no longer clenched, but lay limply on either side of her head, as if she were surrendering completely to fate.

Two long, straight, beautiful legs were forced wide open at a humiliating angle, and between her legs, in the deepest, most secret and sacred valley of her body, a fierce and thick “flesh stick” had already been fully inserted, savagely entering and exiting and ravaging.

This perspective is so real, so cruel, as if I were the one doing the deed to her right now.

A kind of illusion, no, a kind of mental rape, made me “feel” how my huge, ferocious glans stretched open her tight, wet, hot orifice with each fierce thrust.

I could even “savor” how her tender, delicate flesh spasmed and reluctantly sucked on my shaft involuntarily with pleasure.

Her already overflowing, wanton fluids, from being thoroughly ravaged, lubricated our joined parts, making them a muddy mess. The soft, gurgling sounds of the water, like the most vicious curses, echoed in my ears.

“It’s been a day,” a voice filled with mockery and triumphant triumph pierced through me like an icicle from behind the camera, instantly shattering all my illusions. It was Zhao Chenyu’s voice.

“My dear senior, isn’t your cunt already itching for my big cock?” he said, thrusting his hips forward even harder, his entire penis seemingly about to pierce through her uterus.

Jingyan simply tilted her head wearily, closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips were pressed together to suppress a moan, deliberately not answering.

“Tell me, you sexy senior, isn’t your little cunt already itching to get started?”

“Yes…” Jingyan’s voice was barely audible, filled with resentment.

Having received a satisfactory answer, Zhao’s movements instantly became as wild as a wild beast out of control.

He no longer simply thrust in and out, but ran and rammed wildly, each time pulling out completely and then ruthlessly thrusting it all the way in the next instant.

Jingyan’s full and firm D-cup breasts, under this violent impact, frantically tumbled up and down like two startled white doves, creating layers of dazzling, snow-white waves.

Her fair face was now stained crimson with lust and shame, a crimson so deep it seemed to bleed. Her once clear eyes were now only empty and bewildered, burned by desire.

Just then, the sisters Mu Qianning and Mu Lingze, like two beautiful snakes, climbed onto the bed from either side. They leaned down, one on each side, and simultaneously kissed Jingyan’s lips.

“Jingyan.” Lingze’s voice carried a sickly sweet nostalgia, “It’s been so long since the three of us sisters have done this since I started working… kissing together.” After Lingze finished speaking, she straightened up and knelt down next to Zhao Chenyu, like the most devout believer offering her lips, stained with the saliva of another, to her god.

The screen suddenly went dark as Mu Lingze’s rosy cheeks were magnified, then switched to a third-person perspective, presenting this lewd panorama in its entirety before my eyes.

On the luxurious, spacious silk bed, Zhao Chenyu knelt like a king, his bronze-colored, muscular body covered in glistening beads of sweat that reflected a wild sheen under the light.

He was tirelessly thrusting his thick hips, and lying beneath him was my Jingyan.

Her legs limply draped over Zhao Chenyu’s shoulders, her completely exposed private parts receiving his relentless, storm-like thrusting.

Mu Qianning lay on her side next to Jingyan, one hand stroking Jingyan’s sweaty cheek, her lips intimately intertwined with Jingyan’s, making a wet kissing sound.

But her lower body was extremely lewd, with one leg raised high, completely exposing her equally muddy and wet vulva to Zhao Chenyu.

Zhao Chenyu’s right hand was buried deep inside her, his two slender fingers digging and stirring inside wantonly, each movement bringing out bursts of water sounds and her satisfied moans.

Mu Lingze, on the other hand, became completely subservient to Zhao Chenyu.

She knelt on Zhao Chenyu’s left side, her slender waist held tightly by his left arm like an iron clamp, her upper body pressed against his sweaty chest, passionately kissing him as if she wanted to transfer her soul into his mouth.

“Mwah~ Tsk tsk~”

“Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!”

“Gurgle… Pfft… Gurgle…”

“Mmm~ Mmm~ Mmm~ Ah~”

Various chaotic sounds rose and fell, weaving together a decadent symphony. The chaotic feast composed of four fleshy bodies had only just begun.

But for Jingyan, this was not the beginning, but the end. Under such extreme stimulation from all directions, Jingyan’s body began to undergo drastic changes.

She had been resisting unconsciously, but now she began to involuntarily thrust her hips upward, trying to swallow the enormous thing that was ravaging her body even deeper.

Her lower abdomen also began to tighten and contract uncontrollably, and the outline of muscles could even be seen on her flat stomach.

Her moans, initially suppressed, transformed into high-pitched, wanton cries.

“Ah…ah…I…I can’t take it anymore…”

Her body arched suddenly, and the tender flesh inside her body spasmed and contracted wildly, clamping tightly onto Zhao Chenyu’s penis.

After a scream, a gush of scalding love fluid gushed from deep within her body. She was completely overwhelmed and lost all consciousness in the abyss of orgasm.

Seeing that Jingyan was completely defeated, Mu Lingze quickly broke free from Zhao Chenyu’s embrace. Like a female cat eager to mate, she climbed onto Jingyan on all fours, rubbing her pert, round buttocks against Zhao Chenyu’s still erect crotch, and said impatiently, “Master, I want to be explored too!”

Zhao Chenyu let out a low laugh, and without hesitation, he pulled his penis out of Jingyan’s wet body, bringing out a stream of lewd fluid. Then he aimed at Lingze’s self-opened slit-like opening and thrust his waist forward.

With a “plop!” sound, the huge object, covered in Jingyan’s love juice, was inserted into Mu Lingze’s body without any obstruction.

Zhao Chenyu grabbed Lingze’s incredibly elastic and round buttocks and began to thrust rapidly and powerfully.

Each impact caused Mu Lingze to let out a groan of extreme satisfaction.

The tender, narrow opening was mercilessly stretched into a circle, and the wet, tight vagina was joyfully and intensely accepting this familiar, maddening feeling of fullness.

After only a dozen or so thrusts, her body began to tremble violently, and she let out a scream that sounded like a sob: “Ah…ah…I’m going to come…Master…Lingze is going to cum too…ah…so good…I’m being fucked to death by Master…ah!”

Then, in a spasm even more intense than Jingyan’s, she also screamed and reached orgasm, collapsing onto Jingyan’s body.

Zhao Chenyu, panting heavily, lay down on the bed.

His penis, his entire crotch, and his abs were covered in Jingyan and Lingze’s vaginal fluids and orgasmic spray, making him look messy, yet exuding a hormonal aura of victory.

Mu Qianning tactfully got up, wiped the saliva left from her kiss with Jingyan, parted her perfectly slender legs, and slowly straddled Zhao Chenyu.

Just like before, when she straddled me.

The still menacing, thick penis, stained with her sister’s and Jingyan’s bodily fluids, was slowly swallowed by her two firm, plump buttocks, gradually disappearing into the depths of her body in a wet, muddy mess.

She began to move up and down skillfully.

Each time he sat down, his penis thrust deeply and accurately into her core.

A hazy blush, quite different from her previous cold and aloof demeanor, gradually appeared on her face.

The way her waist swayed back and forth was like that of the most seductive dancer, twisting with a charm that went straight to the bone. She was many times more seductive than when she was on me.

“Mmm~mmm~mmm~Master~Master~So big~So big! Ugh~So big~” Zhao Chenyu’s penis rubbed against Mu Qianning’s vaginal opening, each time like a shower, covered by the glistening vaginal fluid squeezed out of her vaginal opening. The vaginal fluid flowed over the folds of her scrotum, like river water flowing over dry earth, instantly bringing forth endless vitality.

On the contrary, it was Mu Qianning who was flowing, and it was also Mu Qianning who was drying up.

“Clap clap clap clap clap!”

“Ahhh! Ah!”

As Zhao Chenyu gripped Mu Qianning’s waist and thrust wildly, it wasn’t long before Mu Qianning screamed “Master” and collapsed weakly into Zhao Chenyu’s arms during her climax.