Although Qing Ye had already shown Ying Huanhuan's breasts and vulva to other men, he felt the time was too short. He felt it wasn't enough; in his plan, it should have been more than this. Now, almost half the planned time had passed, but Ying Huanhuan said she didn't want to continue. This surprised Qing Ye. He didn't know why she had stopped so abruptly.
How could Qing Ye know that what he had secretly done had disgusted Ying Huanhuan?
"No, let's leave it at that," Ying Huanhuan said.
"Um, Huanhuan, let's write this down again. Look, you posed all by yourself just now. How about you pose a few times under my command?"
Qing Ye was still a little unwilling to let his plan fall apart, but since Ying Huanhuan didn't want to, he had to compromise and suggest it to her. Originally, he had planned for Ying Huanhuan to pose a few more times before making this request, so she could pose in a few positions that weren't considered lewd but would still be entertaining for the followers.
"No, we've been here too long. Let's go somewhere else," Ying Huanhuan refused directly.
"Just one, okay? Just one pose under my command, it won't be long, really just one!" Seeing that Ying Huanhuan didn't agree, Qing Ye had to lower his demands a little more.
"Just one?"
Ying Huanhuan glanced at Qing Ye. She was about to refuse again, but then she glanced in the direction Lin Dong had appeared earlier and thought for a moment. If Lin Dong saw her outside, being ordered around by another man, he would probably be happy, right? "It seems alright, it feels pretty good. Besides, it's just one pose, only two or three minutes. Qing Ye can't cause any big trouble, so after thinking for a moment, Ying Huanhuan said, 'Okay, I'll do as you say and strike one pose. After recording, we'll go somewhere else.'"
"Okay, okay," Qing Ye nodded in agreement. Although there were originally several, now there's only one, but something is better than nothing.
"Okay, you can say it now, but let's make it clear first, no weird poses. If I don't agree, I won't do it," Ying Huanhuan said. She was leaving herself an out, just in case Qing Ye asked her to do something inappropriate. Ying Huanhuan knew they were outside, and there were people around, so she wouldn't pose in any strange ways.
"Okay, I definitely won't make you do anything weird," Qing Ye nodded after Ying Huanhuan finished speaking.
Ying Huanhuan glanced at Qing Ye in surprise. She hadn't expected Qing Ye to agree so quickly. She said, "Then tell me, what pose do you want me to pose?"
"Turn around first, with your back to me," Qing Ye began to instruct.
Hearing Qing Ye's command, Ying Huanhuan turned around, her back to Qing Ye, and said, "Like this?"
"Yes, that's right! Then lie face down, knees on the ground, hands on the water's surface," Qing Ye continued.
"Hmm? What a strange pose!"
Ying Huanhuan frowned, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem like a problem. She bent over, knees on the ground, her hands supporting her weight on the water. To prevent any accidental exposure, she reached behind her with her left hand to smooth out her skirt. Ying Huanhuan looked at herself and felt there was nothing wrong with it. If she weren't wearing clothes, it would look like she was about to be penetrated from behind, but since she was dressed, it didn't look unusual. At most, it looked like she was looking for something. Then Ying Huanhuan asked Qing Ye, "And then?"
"Then turn your head this way so I can see your profile," Qing Ye said. He saw Ying Huanhuan slightly turn her head, and after seeing her profile, he said, "Okay, like that. Lift your head up a little more."
After slightly lifting her head, Ying Huanhuan asked, "And then?"
"That's good. That's perfect," Qing Ye nodded.
"Hmm? Is that all?"
Ying Huanhuan was a little confused upon hearing this. She didn't know why Qing Ye was posing like this. It seemed like he couldn't see anything, and there was no particular meaning to it. However, she felt something was off, so her face flushed slightly. Unbeknownst to Ying Huanhuan, while she was thinking, the hem of her skirt and the front of her clothes began to become transparent.
"Hehe," Qing Ye chuckled, pretending to take notes. This was a pose he had carefully prepared. In his eyes, the entire back of Ying Huanhuan's skirt had become transparent, revealing her entire snow-white buttocks. Her dark pubic hair, her pink vulva, and her wet secret passage were all clearly visible to everyone. Because Ying Huanhuan had turned her head, she could see his movements and wouldn't suspect anything. Because she was leaning forward, Ying Huanhuan could only see the front of her skirt, completely obscuring her exposed lower body, and the same was true for her chest. A pair of snow-white breasts drooped down, revealing their white flesh, pink areolas, and soft nipples, all within everyone's view. Because Ying Huanhuan had turned her head away and then looked up again, she couldn't see the change in her chest. Ying Huanhuan's current posture resembled that of a female dog exposing her breasts and genitals, waiting for a man to fuck her. However, the expression on her face was a mixture of shyness and doubt, adding a touch of allure to her already wanton appearance. It was both safe and erotic, and Qing Ye was very satisfied with Ying Huanhuan in this state, enjoying the strange excitement within him.
Not only was Qing Ye satisfied, but the followers were also extremely pleased. A stunningly beautiful woman, her upper and lower body exposed and completely unguarded, lay before them—a perfect blend of innocence and eroticism. How could these grown men resist?
Moreover, through Ying Huanhuan and Qing Ye's conversation, they knew the recording was about to end, and this might be their last chance. So they frantically masturbated, their faces flushed and necks red as they stared at the girl's body, wanting to forever etch this perfect image into their minds.
The most excited of them all was Lin Dong. Not for any other reason than that Ying Huanhuan was his wife. Qing Ye might only have a crush, but Lin Dong felt deep love for Ying Huanhuan—or rather, a deep love between Lin Dong and Ying Huanhuan!
So the feeling was completely different. Lin Dong wasn't just experiencing the excitement of watching Ying Huanhuan masturbate; he could also sense the excitement Qing Ye felt. Other men not only set traps for their wives, but also ordered them to expose their bodies to strangers, and his wife obeyed, exposing her body without their knowledge. Even so, it was incredibly thrilling.
"Alright, it's over." After two minutes, Ying Huanhuan stood up and turned to Qing Ye.
"Yeah, it's over," Qing Ye replied. Although he wasn't quite satisfied and wanted to continue, he nodded out of consideration for Ying Huanhuan's feelings.
Lin Dong felt a little disappointed that the somewhat erotic recording session was over, but he was also satisfied. He sensed that all the followers had ejaculated within the time limit, so they were somewhat satisfied. Few lasted long; of the followers who had been with Ying Huanhuan from the beginning, except for one who only ejaculated once, the others had ejaculated several times.
Lin Dong wondered what Qing Ye's next plan was, and whether these followers would have any more opportunities.
However, Lin Dong wasn't too concerned, since Qing Ye was still the main course.
"So, where do we go next?" Ying Huanhuan asked.
"Let's go up that mountain over there. There aren't any medicinal herbs there, so hardly anyone goes. Let's go somewhere less crowded later," Qing Ye said, a wicked, lewd smile playing on his lips.
Ying Huanhuan, hearing Qing Ye's words, knew what he was about to do. Her pretty face flushed slightly, but she didn't refuse; after all, it was all for that kind of thing.
The followers, however, were disappointed. Especially after hearing Qing Ye say that almost no one would go there, they realized they had lost their reason to hide. If they were discovered, they were doomed. One by one, they turned back with a hint of regret, heading towards their herb-gathering spot.
"Let's go then. Let's not walk there, let's just fly up. It'll save time," Ying Huanhuan said. She was getting a little tired of being out with Qing Ye for so long and wanted to finish quickly and return to Lin Dong's side.
"Okay, let's go," Qing Ye said. Although Ying Huanhuan didn't mean it that way, Qing Ye interpreted it as her wanting it. She was already captivated by his penis and didn't want to waste time walking; she wanted to use that time for pleasure. This made Qing Ye secretly chuckle. He felt he now understood why Ying Huanhuan hadn't wanted to continue recording earlier—she wanted his big penis!
Ying Huanhuan had no idea what Qing Ye was thinking. After seeing Qing Ye agree, she flew in the direction he had pointed, and Qing Ye followed closely behind.
Lin Dong also concealed himself and flew away. However, he stopped as soon as he took off and flew over the trees. He looked down and, although well hidden, Lin Dong saw another follower hiding in the grass below. It was the one who had ejaculated the earliest and most. Now, all the other followers had left. However, seeing that he wasn't moving, Lin Dong also chased after Ying Huanhuan.
The follower, who had been hiding in the bushes, stood up a few minutes after Ying Huanhuan and Qing Ye left. His eyes flickered with lingering interest as he looked in the direction Ying Huanhuan had gone, and he licked his lips.