After a wild feast, Bibi Dong's entire body grew feverish.
Her face flushed crimson, eyes hazy with desire.
Once unconscious, she now gradually awoke.
Her bright eyes seemed veiled in mist—dewy and utterly captivating. That girlish delicacy stirred Tang Yin's passion even more.
Under the influence of the Lustful Gas, Bibi Dong no longer recognized Tang Yin. To her, he was her beloved, her husband, her everything.
She would gladly satisfy him, seeking mutual pleasure.
Tang Yin seized her slender, intoxicating body, kissing her hungrily.
Her lips were moist, fragrant, and sweet, her breath like orchids—a bewitching feminine aura enveloping him.
He held her tight, showering kisses on her cheeks and neck while gripping her most alluring, rounded curves.
He savored their supple sweetness beneath his palms.
"Mmm..." Bibi Dong melted against him, trembling faintly.
As Tang Yin caressed her, her face reddened deeper—fair skin glowing with desire.
Her dewy eyes gazed at him pleadingly, brimming with anticipation. Half-draped in loose robes, her jade-like skin teased the eye, unbearably tempting.
"Ah..." Her arms locked around him, craving his strength, his pleasure.
Curled on the bed, Bibi Dong whimpered in a daze:
"My body aches... Husband, I need you... I'm so desperate for release."
Now half-naked, her toes glistened, feet smooth as polished jade, blue veins faintly visible—flawless. Partially veiled, she looked utterly seductive.
Clad only in undergarments, Bibi Dong radiated beauty and allure. Tang Yin's hands shook.
Finally, the last barriers fell away.
Instantly—
Her luminous, snow-white form lay bare before him.
Her once-refined face now glowed softer, rounder, more exquisite.
Her waist was a narrow curve, voluptuous yet yielding.
Skin smooth as silk, fragrant to the touch—pure as flawless mutton-fat jade.
Slender arms like willow branches, long and shapely, enough to steal any soul.
Twin peaks, frost-kissed and full, swelled like ripe peaches—heart-stopping.
Pale thighs tangled shyly, posture inviting.
Her rounded buttocks bloomed like a flower—curves fluid, exquisite, criminally alluring.
The secret place below stayed tightly guarded, denying any glimpse.
Her slender waist arched, lifting her hips high—
The rounded, dazzling, plump curves drew breathtaking lines.
The deep valley between them sent pulses racing...
Tang Yin's eyes devoured her, drunk on her beauty.
Bibi Dong flushed with shy delight, trembling yet satisfied.
Cheeks blushing, body quivering—her desire laid bare.
Eyes locked, passion blazing—both beyond control.
They crashed together, kissing fiercely.
Tang Yin felt softness pressing against his chest—blissful.
His hands roamed her mounds, kneading their supple wonder.
Bibi Dong writhed under his touch, gasping with pleasure.
His hands burned like fire across her skin.
"Ah... Husband... gentler..." she begged.
Unrelenting, Tang Yin's hands slid from her peaks down her belly.
Bibi Dong jolted—eyes snapping open, hooking his gaze.
Tang Yin groaned.
Beyond endurance, he revealed his own body—toned, powerful, radiant with muscle.
Every inch spoke of strength: chest, back, shoulders—hard, gleaming, unforgettable.
Bibi Dong stared, mesmerized, unable to look away.
Peach-blossom cheeks trembling, her gaze drunkenly adoring.
Tang Yin's strong arms seized her slender waist.
She shuddered, collapsing against him.
He kissed her neck—skin silken, fragrant, intoxicating.
His lips trailed upward to her delicate ear, sucking the tender lobe.
Meanwhile, his right hand cupped her front—slippery softness, maddening.
Deep crimson bloomed across Bibi Dong's stunning face.
Shy, feverish, trembling—her moans spilled out: "Nh... ah... ah..."
Breath quickened, orchid-scented, intoxicating.
Her flawless cheeks burned; even her earlobes flushed scarlet.
Tang Yin's excitement surged.
He scooped her up, laying her gently on the bed.
Cheeks flushed, eyes half-shut, lips parted—hair tousled over her shoulders.
Candlelight gilded her fevered beauty, her seductive body—inexpressibly alluring.
"My Pope," Tang Yin growled, locking eyes.
"Tell me—do you want this? Do you crave your release?"
Bibi Dong's dazed gaze held only him. She nodded frantically.
"Too much... I ache... Hurry... Ease this fire inside me."
The Lustful Gas consumed her.
Before he could move, her soft hand seized his lightning dragon drill.
Guiding it—she plunged him deep into her core.
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