The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 646 646 - You should satisfy your wife, shouldn't you?

Qingyi stepped lightly across the enormous transport ship, with Rou'er hugging his side like a clingy little hamster.

Separate rooms had been assigned to them both, yet the elder relented when she wouldn't let him out of her sight.

After all, Rou'er wore plenty of protective artifacts. Should Qingyi attempt anything improper, they'd trigger at once, posing no real risk.

Thus, she trailed him right into his sleeping quarters.

The room was plain yet roomy, featuring a good-sized bed, a spot for cultivation, a writing desk, and its own bath.

"Big brother, care to tell me why you were so late? I was starting to think I'd end up stuck with that awful Tianhao!" Rou'er questioned, darting ahead of him and leaping straight into his embrace.

Catching her came without a second thought.

His fingers dug into the lush swells of her thighs, soft tissue yielding under his hold while his hands glided over her creamy skin.

"Forgive me, young miss. After my recent breakthrough, I needed time to steady my foundation. I couldn't risk shaming you before everyone by showing weakness, right?" A subtle smile played on his lips as he gazed at her lovely, charming face.

"Hm... don't call me 'young miss'! Use Rou'er—we're marrying soon, aren't we? You'll deal with that irritating fool in no time!" With a bubbly laugh, she gripped his shoulders harder and planted a quick, clumsy kiss on his mouth. "Ah~~ Now then... time to please your wife, yes? That stiff bulge is prodding me way too much..." Her cheeks flushed deeply as

the hardness in Qingyi's trousers nudged her underwear, wedging between the full, untouched folds of her slit.

Refusal was the last thing on Qingyi's mind.

Truth be told, bedding Rou'er this early hadn't crossed his thoughts, but her eagerness was overwhelming...

Denying her was impossible.

Her dainty feet met the ground as Qingyi dropped to his knees before her.

Down her thick thighs his hands traveled, relishing their tenderness until they cupped her rear. Plump, curved, and firm, they fit his grasp just right.

A strong squeeze followed. Pliable meat yielded under his digits, swelling gently in the spaces between.

Releasing slowly, each globe sprang back, sending a light quiver across them.

Even petite frames held their allure, curves or not.

Rou'er wasn't lacking, though. Her hips fell short of Feiyan's width, yet her waist tapered finer, forming a graceful hourglass silhouette. "Hehehe~~" A playful, sugary chuckle escaped her as she seized her skirt's edge and hiked it up.

Revealed were her drenched white panties, her swollen pussy lips molded to the sheer cloth, the shape of her venus mound starkly outlined in the sopping fabric.

Right there, Qingyi applied his right thumb.

A piercing, naughty cry escaped her mouth, her frame quaking while her modest chest heaved under her clothes from the shock.

"Is this what sex feels like? Nghnn~~♡" Rou'er whimpered, clutching his horns tight as he advanced, shifting her panties away to plunge his tongue into her snug folds. "Aghnn~~ me likey~♡"

His warm, wet tongue on her tender spots set her legs shaking.

She'd dismissed the wild responses in her secret books as overblown, particularly since self-touch never sparked much for her.

Yet Qingyi's attentions proved it all real.

Her true partner simply hadn't appeared until now.

In a fierce shudder, Rou'er bowed her spine, knuckles whitening on his dark horns with her fierce hold as she lifted onto her

tiptoes.

Savoring her shrill, melodic yelps, Qingyi kept lavishing that juicy, narrow entrance.

Deep into the exquisite tenderness dove his tongue, lapping up each bit of her pure, sugary honey. Unrivaled flavor, rivaling even Auranys' divine essence, the goddess herself.

"Ah..." He halted briefly, teasing her clit with quick tongue flicks. Once more. And yet again.

"Mghnn~~ Q-Qingyi... s-slow down... s-slowly agghnnn~~ Q-Qingyi, heavens... fuck~~♡" She dissolved into cries, thrusting her hips at his face, her plush bottom wobbling with each frantic jerk. Each tiny squeak surged his lust points skyward, fueling his own burning desire.

His palms encircled her waist—slender enough that his fingertips nearly met, just centimeters shy.

Gently he rubbed there before ascending to her bosom. Delicate and yielding, they nestled ideally in his hands. Softly he worked them, pliant orbs conforming to his touch, rigid peaks poking the heart of each palm.

"Ah~ Qingyi... something's building... I can ahh~~ sense it." She leaned

pressed into his powerful embrace against her breasts, her pussy flooded with a feeling she had never experienced throughout her whole life.

She trembled. Her eyes grew wide.

And then, she climaxed.

Every bit of strength drained from her frame. She slid out of Qingyi's hold, knees giving way, her snug pussy gushing without stop.

Qingyi remained standing as Rou'er dropped low, her gaze foggy with bliss. "Aghnn~~" Her index finger touched her own pussy, slender and graceful. It lingered briefly, the full lips pushing back before yielding to allow entry into her pink depths. A grin spread over her reddened cheeks, and she glanced up at Qingyi. Her fingers slid higher, hooking the edge of his pants. "Now it's my turn, hehehehe~~" she giggled, yanking his pants down to release the rigid dragon.

She stared unavoidably. It hovered directly before her face now. Lengthy, girthy, and pulsing.

Did she need to take it into her mouth, or might she simply use her

hands?

Rou'er hesitated, her dainty form on her knees in front of him. Then her tender lips separated and enveloped the head of his cock, expanding to

handle the thickness.

Evidently, it was far too large for her tiny mouth. Her jaw stretched to its limit,

and even that scarcely sufficed. Her lips, slick with saliva, created a snug seal around his shaft.

Yet she refused to be daunted.

Her eyes gleamed as her little hands gripped the hefty base,

just able to encircle it. Her throat loosened, and she advanced, drawing his cock further in.

Qingyi felt amazed. Bit by bit, his cock slid into that incredibly narrow throat.

He hadn't forgotten Feixue, the initial woman he encountered in the mortal

world with the elastic throat trait...

She had been a small, flat-chested lady too, much like Rou'er.

Did Rou'er share this special trait as well?