Seeing Qing Ye lift Ying Huanhuan's right leg, the follower turned his head to look at Ying Huanhuan's lower body, his gaze fixed on the entrance to her vulva. His eyes widened, staring intently. The closer the distance, the clearer the details became. Although he had seen the girl's vulva before, this was nothing compared to before. Before, it was dozens of meters away; now it was right in front of him. How could the feeling be the same?
The girl's vulva was also a delicate pink, as if it hadn't been used much. The entire pink petal was adorned with glistening dewdrops, resembling a flower bathed in morning dew—delicate yet alluring. He desperately wanted to spit out a mouthful of saliva to express his inner turmoil, but knowing the situation, he restrained himself, taking a deep, silent breath and exhaling slowly. He understood Qing Ye's meaning; he had originally intended to touch Ying Huanhuan's vulva directly. Therefore, he abandoned the soft flesh in his hand and moved his hand towards Ying Huanhuan's lower body.
"Holy crap! Is this a girl's vagina? It's wet and soft, and it even moves!" The follower exclaimed inwardly after touching Ying Huanhuan's vagina. This was also his first time touching a woman's genitals, and the feel was far better than he had imagined. The moment he touched it, he felt Ying Huanhuan's body tremble slightly, and her vagina seemed to contract a little, which surprised him. His excitement was indescribable. He felt he was getting closer and closer to being able to fuck the girl in front of him, as if in a few breaths he would be the one on top of her. His burning desire made his penis stand erect.
Qing Ye kept his head down. He hadn't thought about it before, so now he focused on the follower's lower body. However, the result was slightly disappointing. The follower's penis seemed a little thicker than his own, though the difference wasn't huge, almost negligible. It was indeed slightly thicker, but the length was far less. The follower's penis was considerably shorter than Qing Ye's, even shorter than his own before he took the medication, and a whole section shorter—about the average length for a normal person. This wasn't what Qing Ye wanted, and it was the first time he'd ever wanted a man's penis to be longer. But after a moment's thought, Qing Ye dismissed it. He felt it wasn't a big deal; it wasn't like it had to be fully inserted, right?
Leaving a section out wouldn't be a problem, would it?
At most, he could switch and let his larger penis satisfy Ying Huanhuan, and he'd also get some rest, allowing him to continue for longer. Wasn't that a win-win situation?
Lin Dong watched this scene, but unlike the two men, he wasn't so hesitant. He hid in the bushes, breathing heavily. This was the third man to touch his wife's lower body, and quite a man at that, though his length was somewhat lacking. But that wasn't Lin Dong's concern; he was merely an observer. However, he found it somewhat amusing. His wife was being played with by two other men, while he, her rightful husband, was hiding in the bushes masturbating. It all felt a little strange, though not necessarily a bad thing.
The follower took several seconds to calm his excited heart. He knew he couldn't continue getting excited, or he'd waste time. He smeared his hand on Ying Huanhuan's vulva, then looked at his palm. His hand was covered in a glistening liquid. Although it was just a casual swipe, his hand was already soaked. He rubbed his left hand's five fingers together, finding the liquid wasn't sticky at all, feeling similar to normal fluid. He brought his hand back to his face and sniffed it. There was no unpleasant odor as he'd expected; instead, there was a faint, pleasant fragrance, like nectar, making him feel refreshed and invigorated.
The follower, not wanting to merely watch, reached out and touched Ying Huanhuan's vulva again, sliding his hand along the secret cleft of her petals. Even without the potion, the touch on her private parts, coupled with two orgasms, still caused Ying Huanhuan's body to tremble slightly. However, with one leg on the ground and the other held by Qing Ye, she couldn't pull her thigh back and could only let the follower caress her. After a few strokes, the follower, no longer wanting to just play on the outside, wanted to explore further. He joined two fingers together and slowly pushed them into the depths of Ying Huanhuan's paradise. However, because Ying Huanhuan's vulva had just been penetrated by Qing Ye's penis, it was now very tight. The follower couldn't experience the feeling Qing Ye had had of a looser opening, so his fingers didn't easily enter. The follower couldn't help but secretly admire, "Unbelievable! She's only just been penetrated by a man, and she's still so wet, yet she's still so tight. Damn, just having my fingers gripped feels so good; imagine how amazing it would be if my penis were inside her!"
Two fingers were a bit troublesome. Wanting to enter Ying Huanhuan's body quickly, the follower withdrew one finger and used only his left index finger to probe the entrance of her vagina. With one less finger, it was much easier. After a few gentle rubs, his fingertip was inside Ying Huanhuan's vagina. With the initial entry, the rest was much easier. With a little more force, most of his finger was inserted. He didn't go any deeper, as he could feel the tightness ahead, and not much of his finger remained.
So he used most of his finger to gently thrust in and out of Ying Huanhuan's vagina. With each thrust, he could feel the soft flesh inside writhing. His thin finger was gripped and moved by the pulsating flesh. He no longer simply thrust in and out; his fingertip would sometimes hook and tease the soft flesh inside Ying Huanhuan. Sometimes, with each thrust, Ying Huanhuan's body would tremble slightly. His smile widened, and he secretly rejoiced: "Damn, it feels so good inside! Much better than touching breasts. It's wet and soft, and it even grips itself, so sensitive, and it keeps leaking fluid."
Damn, what incredible luck! I never thought the first woman I touched would be such a gem, the absolute best of the best. I should have a chance to fuck her later, right? Definitely. Judging by this, I'm in for it. Damn it, I'm going to fuck this goddess, fuck her until she's mine... "Wow, the moans and groans beneath me...maybe I can even get her to fancy my big cock! Then she'll come looking for me herself. Just thinking about it makes me feel amazing! And judging by her status, she's definitely not bad, at least a disciple of some major sect. I can fuck her while she guides my cultivation—wouldn't that be wonderful? A bright future awaits! Haha! I'll conquer her with my big cock later, then I'll have both a woman and a future!"
"Mmm...mmm..." The pleasure from her vagina made Ying Huanhuan moan softly. Although she tried her best to hold it in, a few sounds still escaped. A hint of displeasure flickered in Ying Huanhuan's eyes, hidden by the blindfold. She didn't understand why Qing Ye was still only using his hands to play with her. Although the pleasure from hand play was considerable, especially after several orgasms that made her body more sensitive, it still couldn't compare to the thrusting of a penis. So Ying Huanhuan still wanted Qing Ye to penetrate her, but given Qing Ye's recent lack of skill, Ying Huanhuan could only sigh inwardly.
Meanwhile, Ying Huanhuan was thinking about Qing Ye. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at her lower body, as if they were about to burst into flames. The girl he loved was being played with by another man right in front of him, even penetrated, albeit only by his fingers. Even so, this excited Qing Ye immensely. Moreover, he was the one responsible, and the girl he loved was completely unaware that she was being played with and moaning by another man. This made Qing Ye feel a throbbing pain in his lower body; he wasn't sure if it was... Whether it was his own penis growing larger due to the stimulation or his own inner desires, he wanted to penetrate the body of the girl he liked to express his excitement and joy. Lust consumed his mind, and he seemed to become somewhat out of it. So Qing Ye roughly grabbed the follower's hand and pulled it out, which seemed to cause Ying Huanhuan to cry out in pain. However, he couldn't care less about that now, as he was burning with lust. He guided his penis to Ying Huanhuan's vagina and then thrust it in forcefully.
"Ah..." The sudden influx of a penis filled Ying Huanhuan's body, instantly filling her vagina. Although Qing Ye's movements were somewhat rough, Ying Huanhuan, who had been kept in suspense for so long, ignored this. All she felt now was the intense pleasure of being filled by the penis, and she cried out. After holding back for so long, Ying Huanhuan finally experienced the pleasure she craved. Qing Ye was like a pile driver, his penis thrusting in and out of her body repeatedly, each time hitting her clitoris, causing Ying Huanhuan's delicate body to tremble.