Shen Youyi's movements became increasingly wild, completely immersed in the pleasure of conquest.
She raised her round little buttocks extremely high, almost letting the thick object slide out completely. Her wet opening was stretched into a round "O" shape, and the viscous love juice stretched out long silver threads.
Then, she took a deep breath, exerted her core strength, and like a free fall, with all her weight and determination, slammed down hard and without reservation!
"Smack!"
The crisp sound of my buttocks hitting my lower abdomen was so powerful that it made my body tremble!
"Pfft—!"
The sound of the glans forcefully breaking open the cervix and the juices being violently squeezed and sprayed out was like the sound of a bottle of champagne being opened!
The two sounds intertwined, like the most primal drumbeats, striking every corner of the room, and also striking the heart of the voyeur in the closet.
"No...it's...it's coming...brother...ahhhhhhh!!!"
Her moans suddenly rose in pitch, becoming sharp and out of control, like the mournful cry of a dying swan.
Her body arched backward suddenly, like a bowstring stretched to its limit, her head tilted back in despair, her slender neck stretched into a fragile line, and a series of screams with extreme sobs burst from her throat!
I could no longer pretend to be asleep. I suddenly opened my eyes and gripped Shen Youyi's slender yet incredibly elastic waist with both hands like iron hoops. In sync with her falling rhythm, I thrust my hips upward with all my might!
I tightened my grip on her hands, my fingers digging deep into the smooth skin of her waist, feeling its amazing elasticity and suppleness.
Her core strength, accumulated over time, burst forth, combined with the weight of her limp body as it sank, and she thrust upwards with tremendous force!
"Ugh—!" Caught off guard, Shen Youyi let out a short and sharp gasp as her body was thrown upwards and then fell back down.
Using the momentum of its fall, the thick, hard weapon pierced deeper and harder into the depths of her sensitive heart, as if the flesh of a fruit had been peeled away.
"No...don't move...brother...youyou...I can't take it anymore...it's so sore inside...so swollen..." she begged for mercy with a sob in her voice, trying to twist her waist to escape this excessive stimulation, but her body was as soft as mud, and all her struggles turned into futile twisting, which only made the rough shaft rub even deeper against the folds of her sensitive inner walls.
Ignoring her broken pleas, I gripped her slender waist and hips with both hands like iron clamps and began to thrust rhythmically with irresistible force.
Each withdrawal was slow and agonizing, making the slippery vaginal muscles linger reluctantly, emitting a sticky "pop" sound. The thick shaft was covered with mixed bodily fluids, glistening with a lascivious sheen in the dim light. Each insertion was swift and deep, with the ferocity of a conquest, the glans slamming solidly against the supple cervix, producing a dull yet clear "plop" sound. Each impact made Shen Youyi's body bounce violently upwards.
"Ah!...Ah!...Slow...Slow down...It's going to...It's going to break through..." She tilted her head back, her slender neck taut in a fragile arc, her dazed eyes staring at the ceiling, tears mixed with sweat sliding down her cheeks.
Her body was like a bow that was repeatedly stretched and released, each deep thrust causing her to let out a dying moan.
Under the continuous, forceful thrusting, the tight passage was forced to secrete a large amount of slippery love fluid in an attempt to alleviate the rough friction, but this only resulted in more sticky sounds and splashes of water with each entry and exit.
I could clearly feel the soft flesh deep inside her flower core, which, under the continuous impact, went from initially resisting and trembling to later opening slightly as if it were being tamed. Each time the glans of my penis slammed into it fiercely, it brought a strange, sucking and enveloping sensation.
This discovery excited me even more, and the rhythm of my thrusts suddenly quickened, with increasing force.
"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"
The crisp sound of the buttocks hitting the lower abdomen echoed like a dense drumbeat in the silent room.
Each impact sent Shen Youyi's body violently lurching, her full breasts swaying wildly up and down, creating dazzling waves of flesh.
She was already too weak to support herself, and was only able to maintain her posture by my hands gripping her waist and the weapon that was deeply embedded in her body, passively enduring this storm of attacks.
"Waaah... Brother... have mercy on Youyou... It's burning inside... It's so hot... It's so full..." she cried out intermittently, her voice broken and shattered.
Her body felt like it was on fire inside; every friction brought a raging tingling and aching sensation, as if that hot, hard object was about to completely ignite and melt her from the inside out.
A violent wave of pleasure surged up, throwing her to even higher peaks. Her consciousness swirled between extreme pain and pleasure, almost completely dissipating.
With each fierce thrust, as I felt the soft flesh deep within her flower helplessly enveloping and sucking my glans, my gaze would almost inadvertently sweep across the deep crevice of the wardrobe.
I know the wheat ears must still be there.
I can imagine her covering her mouth tightly, her eyes wide open, her body tense with secret excitement.
She must have seen how Shen Youyi collapsed beneath me, begged for mercy, and was manipulated to the point of losing her mind. This thought was like the strongest aphrodisiac, making my movements even more violent.
I suddenly lifted Shen Youyi's body upwards, causing the thick object to almost completely slide out of her wet, slightly swollen and ravaged opening. Under the moonlight, the opening resembled a ripe fruit, helplessly opening and closing, flowing with glistening nectar.
Then, with a sob of relief mixed with even greater fear, I exerted my strength in my waist and abdomen, like throwing a javelin, and with all my might, fiercely plunged into that abyss that longed to be filled!
"Pfft—!!!"
The thick, fleshy penis plunged in all the way to the hilt in an instant, the glans carrying immense force, forcefully and without reservation slamming open the supple cervix, reaching the deepest part!
"Ughh ...
Shen Youyi's scream suddenly rose in pitch, so sharp it almost pierced her eardrums!
Her body arched upwards in an unbelievable arc as if struck by a high-voltage current, her head tilting back in despair, and a continuous, agonizing, and pleasurable wail erupted from her throat!
Her legs were clamped tightly around my waist, her toes curled up, and all the muscles in her body were stretched to their limit, like a dying swan.
The soft flesh deep inside the flower core felt as if it had been completely smashed open and flattened, followed by even more intense and uncontrollable spasms and sucking!
A gush of scalding, almost incontinent, love fluid erupted violently once more, drenching the sensitive glans and flowing turbulently down the point of contact, instantly soaking our lower abdomens and the already drenched sheets beneath us.
She collapsed completely, like a pool of melting spring water, with only her tight flower path still unconsciously and violently twitching and tightening, greedily squeezing out the hard object inside, each contraction bringing an overwhelming suction force.
It took her a while to catch her breath. She was panting, with a languid feeling after the climax and a hint of panic from being "startled awake," and asked softly, "Brother...you...you weren't asleep?"
I feigned helplessness and indulgence, my voice hoarse from just waking up, and gently patted her sweaty back: "With you making so much noise, like a little pig wriggling and grunting, how can I possibly sleep?" I deliberately avoided mentioning the fact that I already knew everything.
Shen Youyi clenched her little fist in embarrassment and annoyance, and lightly punched my chest: "You're the little pig!" But her body honestly rubbed against me, enjoying the afterglow of the climax and this intimate embrace.
A moment later, she could clearly feel that the hard, hot thing beneath her was still erect and showed no signs of weakening.
She twisted her waist, her voice soft and seductive, filled with coquettishness and a deeper longing: "Brother...you're not done yet...it's still hard inside...youngyo...youngyo wants...to do it again, okay?" As she spoke, she propped up her sore body, wanting to lift her buttocks again and repeat that enchanting riding.
Just as Shen Youyi's buttocks lifted, and her wet opening was about to separate from the thick object—