Qing Ye felt Ying Huanhuan's hand being slowly pulled away, and he felt a surge of joy in his heart. He was about to break through Ying Huanhuan's defenses again, but he still encountered a little resistance. He whispered in Ying Huanhuan's ear again, "Huanhuan, you hurt my hand just now. Shouldn't you give it some compensation? Let it get a little water to relieve it?" After saying this, Qing Ye extended his tongue and licked Ying Huanhuan's crystal white earlobe, which was tinged with red.
"Hmm..."
As Ying Huanhuan was attacked by Qing Ye, her hands lost their strength. The hand she had been protecting was easily removed by Qing Ye, and her lower body was completely exposed, appearing in Qing Ye's field of vision. Naturally, Qing Ye didn't wait for Ying Huanhuan to recover. He released Ying Huanhuan's hand and took her place, covering Ying Huanhuan's pubic mound.
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan felt a surge of shame at the complete capture of her last private part. Although she had been at a disadvantage since Qing Ye had seen her masturbating—no, it should be said she had been losing to Qing Ye from the very beginning, after Qing Ye had drugged her—she still couldn't resist the overwhelming pleasure. This was different from when she was asleep; now, she was being taken advantage of despite her resistance. She glanced toward the cabinet with some concern, but her fears vanished when she saw the excited eyes within. Her biggest fear was seeing an angry look, which had kept her from looking there.
Qing Ye, on his part, didn't dwell on it. With his prey already in hand, he had no reason to let it go. So, after touching Ying Huanhuan's lower body, he began to tease her sensitive vagina. Seeing Ying Huanhuan cover her mouth with her second hand, the fluid flowing between her left fingers, and the soft flesh constantly deforming within her right, Qing Ye smiled knowingly.
Lin Dong, inside the closet, was also filled with excitement. He watched Ying Huanhuan offer weak resistance beneath the other man, only to be repeatedly breached by him, her sensitive parts gradually losing their defense. In the end, she could only cover her mouth and spread her legs, allowing the other man to play with her pure body at will. It was incredibly exciting. Lin Dong's thick cock had already risen, aimed at the obscene scene inside the room.
After Qing Ye's touch, Ying Huanhuan's body, already primed for orgasm, finally gave way. She felt herself reaching her peak, and something deep in her belly was about to erupt. Ying Huanhuan's eyes blurred, the sounds she made grew louder, and her body began to tremble slightly.
Qing Ye also noticed Ying Huanhuan's unusual behavior. He couldn't help but feel happy. The person he loved was finally awake and ready to orgasm in front of him. This inner joy spurred his movements to speed up, and with one stroke, his fingertips penetrated the entrance to Ying Huanhuan's vagina, and Qing Ye once again felt the moistness of the cave.
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan's vagina was invaded by a foreign object, and the flesh inside was scratched by Qing Ye's fingertips, causing Ying Huanhuan's delicate body to tremble. At this moment, Ying Huanhuan's feet, which had been trying to move, finally broke free, and she closed her legs and leaned close. The hand that had been covering her vagina was clamped between her legs, firmly attached to her lower body. The finger that had only slightly entered her vagina was pushed forward by Ying Huanhuan, and a section of it was pushed into her vagina, scratching the tender walls along the way, giving Ying Huanhuan the most intense pleasure of the night.
"Ah..."
This time, Ying Huanhuan couldn't suppress her final moan. The melodious sound pierced through her palm, echoing throughout the room. Ying Huanhuan's body trembled slightly with the sound, and her thighs clamped tighter, forcing Qing Ye's fingers deeper into her vagina, giving her even greater pleasure.
Qing Ye could feel the surrounding vaginal walls squeezing her fingers, giving them a special pleasure. Just as Qing Ye imagined his penis being squeezed inside, he felt a torrent of water gushing out from the depths of her vagina, washing over his fingers, then passing by and hitting his palm, which was tightly clamped between Ying Huanhuan's legs.
Lin Dong, who was in the closet, also watched the two people outside with red eyes. His wife had spread her legs and been brought to orgasm by another man in the house, and now she was still tightly clamped around that man.
"Hah... hah... um..." Ying Huanhuan collapsed onto the chair after her orgasm, her breath hot and a hint of allure flickering in her eyes. Yet, she remained visibly shy. She had already orgasmed with someone else, her legs spread wide in front of Lin Dong. Now, another wave of pleasure washed over her. She felt the fingers inside her vagina, stimulating her sensitive, post-orgasmic cunt. She couldn't help but glare at Qing Ye behind her, angrily saying, "Pull it out!"
"Ahahaha!" Seeing Ying Huanhuan's rather angry face, Qing Ye gave a sheepish smile. He knew Ying Huanhuan was a bit pissed, but he still said, "Huanhuan, I can't pull it out unless you open your legs."
Hearing Qing Ye's words and seeing her legs still clamped together, Ying Huanhuan blushed and slowly opened her legs. "Now it's all right. Quickly, pull your hand out!"
Qing Ye was a little reluctant, but he slowly pulled his fingers out. His fingers scraped the sensitive flesh inside, causing Ying Huanhuan to squeeze her legs together again. Then he pushed his half-pulled finger back into her vagina, causing her to moan softly. However, she immediately realized that his actions were inappropriate and opened her legs again. When Qing Ye pulled out, the stimulation made her squeeze her legs together again. He inserted his fingers again, causing her to moan softly again, and she opened her legs again...
After several back-and-forth movements, Qing Ye's fingers were pushed into Ying Huanhuan's vagina through her tightly closed legs. The entire process was Qing Ye's fingers constantly pumping into her vagina, but she didn't realize it immediately and let Qing Ye's fingers pump in and out of her vagina several times before stopping. This made Ying Huanhuan's pretty face blush.
"Huanhuan, are you doing this because you don't want my finger out?" Qing Ye smirked at the flushed Ying Huanhuan. He'd been secretly chuckling the entire time, with no intention of warning her at all. Watching Ying Huanhuan subconsciously insert his finger into her vagina with her legs was a delight.
Seeing Qing Ye's smirk, Ying Huanhuan's face flushed even redder. She'd never done this before. It was because the drugs had made her body overly sensitive, causing her to react like this whenever stimulated. This time, Ying Huanhuan spread her legs again, her hands pressing against her thighs. Then, in a bashful, angry voice, she said, "Hurry up and pull it out!"
"Hehe, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist again and put it back in after I pull it out." Qing Ye smirked again, but he slowly began to withdraw his finger from Ying Huanhuan's vagina.
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan blushed, suppressing the pleasure in her lower body. Her hands pressed against her trembling thighs, feeling Qing Ye's fingers slowly withdraw from her vagina.
"Hah... hah..." Qing Ye's fingers finally pulled out. Ying Huanhuan, exhausted from the previous session, reclined on the quilt, panting.
Qing Ye looked at the half-dressed Ying Huanhuan, his lust growing stronger. Having just been aroused by Ying Huanhuan, how could he not release some heat now? So his hand once again touched Ying Huanhuan's shoulders.
"What are you going to do now?" Ying Huanhuan glared at Qing Ye in shame and anger.
"Huanhuan, don't worry. I'll make you feel even better later," Qing Ye said softly, his hand moving down her shoulders.
"No, no, stop it now," Ying Huanhuan said, blushing and slightly angry. "Huanhuan, it's okay, let's do it again," Qing Ye said. He'd held it in for so long, how could he not release his heat? It looked like Ying Huanhuan hadn't completely let go yet, so he needed to be more assertive, or else it would be bad if she did the same thing again. So Qing Ye's left hand directly grasped Ying Huanhuan's left breast, while his right hand reached under her body, scratching her vagina, the opposite position from before.
"Ah... No, stop it... Um..." The pleasure washed over Ying Huanhuan again, and she felt a little limp. She hadn't expected Qing Ye to push her any further, wanting another go. However, her confidence was clearly lacking, and her voice was tinged with trembling and moans as she clutched Qing Ye's slender arms, looking incredibly weak.
"Hehe, Huanhuan, isn't this comfortable?" Qing Ye smiled smugly at Ying Huanhuan again. Thinking he might achieve his goal tonight, Qing Ye began to feel a surge of excitement. The fingers of his right hand, beneath Ying Huanhuan, pressed against the entrance to her vagina, intending to penetrate her again.
"Ah!" At this moment, Ying Huanhuan exerted all her strength, enduring the pleasure in her body. She pushed the careless Qing Ye away, and then, half-dressed, she rushed out the door, half-dressed, without even putting on her clothes.