Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system Chapter 622: Ch-622: Queen and Princess (6)
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*Plap!* *Plap!* *Plap!*
"Ahhn~! Fuck... every time I descend, your cock plunges so deeply...!" she gasped, her voice trembling with ecstasy. "It’s so massive... I can feel you stretching me wide open... haaah~! Faster! Take all of me...!"
Wang Ming grunted, his grip tightening on her hips. "That’s the way... ride me with such fervor. Such a insatiably greedy pussy."
The Queen’s moans escalated, becoming more unrestrained as her pace quickened. She moved with increasing speed, her firm buttocks making a loud slapping sound against his thighs with every downward motion.
Her abundant, heavy breasts swayed erratically before his eyes, jiggling and undulating with each forceful thrust, their surfaces slick with a fine sheen of perspiration.
Zhang Shiyu’s head tipped back, her dark tresses cascading down her exposed back, a soft "Ahh..." escaping her lips as her inner walls pulsed and constricted around his fullness, every sensitive passage drawing against her yielding flesh.
Wang Ming commenced his own movements, effortlessly supporting her entire weight, driving into her with deep, intoxicating thrusts.
Each downward shift of her body against him sent waves of intensely pleasurable warmth surging through her core—her substantial breasts pressed against his hardened chest, nipples brushing against his firm skin with a stimulating friction.
The wet, rhythmic *schlick-schlick-schlick* of her wet core engulfing his every inch echoed throughout the chamber, her release lubricating his shaft and dripping onto his groin.
Wang Ming’s hands caressed her rear possessively, his fingers sinking into the yielding softness of her flesh.
Zhang Shiyu’s hips pounded down with escalating intensity, the slick, raw sounds of her drenched body meeting his lap filling the space. Her breasts bounced with even greater abandon, nipples erect and glistening as they swung wildly with each urgent ride.
Zhang Shiyu’s hands grasped his shoulders, her nails digging into his muscles as she rocked her hips to meet every thrust, grinding her swollen clit against his pubic bone during the descent.
Wang Ming vocalized a deep growl against her neck and accelerated his pace—lifting and dropping her with greater force and speed, the wet impact of her rear against his thighs resonating through the rafters.
Zhang Shiyu pressed her face into his shoulder, stifling her moans as an overwhelming sensation built within her.
He adjusted her slightly, shifting the angle so the tip of his cock struck her cervix precisely with each penetration, the accumulating pressure becoming almost unbearable.
Her internal walls spasmed, releasing faint squirting sensations around his shaft with every deep plunge.
Wang Ming initiated a series of slow, sensuous strokes, their bodies moving in a synchronized rhythm.
The slick sounds of their union permeated the small cabin—gentle *schlick-schlick* as her wetness slicked his shaft.
Her heavy breasts swayed with every powerful thrust; Wang Ming leaned down, capturing a nipple in his mouth once more, sucking in tempo with his own movements.
Her head arched back, her long hair falling in disarray as she cried out with growing desperation. "I’m going to climax...! Wang Ming... I’m climaxing on your cock—ahhn~!!"
Her entire body convulsed with the force of her climax, her eyes rolling back, a blissful, distant smile gracing her flushed features as a loud, unrestrained cry tore from her throat.
She reached her peak first—intensely and suddenly—her body trembling uncontrollably in his arms, her pussy milking him with powerful, rhythmic contractions that sent sparks through her vision.
A fresh torrent of moisture slicked them, streaming down his groin and onto the makeshift bed.
Wang Ming emitted a deep groan and drove himself as deep as possible, expelling thick ropes of hot semen inside her.
He slowly withdrew, his cock remaining rigidly erect, slick with a mixture of her fluids and his own seed. Streams of thick white semen began to ooze from Zhang Shiyu’s trembling form. " Wang Ming, I want to go next." Wang Ming glanced at Wu Jing, who watched him with bitten lips, a look of earnest desire on her face.
"Alright." Wang Ming encircled her waist with his arms and decisively impaled her on his cock.
Wang Ming maintained a slow, deep rhythm, savoring the sensation of Wu Jing’s tight inner walls embracing his every inch as he slid in and out.
*PAH*
Like a cresting wave, Wu Jing, guided by Wang Ming’s hands on her narrow waist, rose and fell, her buttocks slapping against his pelvis. She was riding him like a potent cowgirl.
"OH... YES!"
"FASTER..."
*PAH*
Wang Ming intensified his thrusts, meeting Wu Jing as they rode the powerful waves of intense sensual pleasure.
Wang Ming began to gently pinch her rosy nipples, while his other hand expertly massaged her other breast, stimulating as many erogenous zones as possible.
It was a sweet yet exquisite torment for Wu Jing, and when he leaned up to suck on her breasts, her toes curled in anticipation, and an overwhelming wave of bliss washed over her.
His mouth remained occupied with her breasts, taking one erect nipple between his lips while his tongue teased and swirled around it, Before moving to the other, his teeth lightly grazing the sensitive peak.
One hand firmly massaged her soft breast, his fingers delving into the plush flesh as he shaped and molded it within his palm. His
His thumb and forefinger located her stiff nipple and gently pinched it, rolling the sensitive peak while he continued to suckle the other.
His free hand drifted downwards, caressing a firm, wet circle over her engorged clit.
Wu Jing's breath caught in soft, broken whimpers. "Ahhn~... Wang Ming... it's so deep... deeper than before."
Her small hands clutched desperately at his shoulders, then became tightly intertwined in his hair as her hips started to lift, meeting each thrust. The wet, rhythmic sound of her slick pussy receiving him intensified with every movement.
*AHH*
*AHH*
*DEEP*
*PAH*
Wang Ming elevated his hips and, like a wild beast, pounded her slick vaginal walls with unrestrained abandon.
"... so hard... ohhhh I'm cumming!!"
Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she cried out with every ounce of her remaining strength. He relentlessly continued to thrust powerfully to the very core, leaving no space within her untouched. The final nerve in her being sent electrifying sensations as her orgasm burst forth into fulfillment.
Wang Ming groaned as he felt himself also nearing the edge, and finally, he released his seed into her.
They gazed at each other, their eyes filled with intense emotion, the tips of their noses brushing together.