The Villains Must Win-Chapter 22: (18+) Han Feng

[WARNING! MATURE Content!]

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Han Feng’s tongue delved deeper, and danced against the tender skin around Xue Li’s clitoris, sending shivers through every cell in her body. She arched beneath him, moaning softly with pleasure.

He kissed and licked her sensitive nub, before Han Feng curled his tongue inside Xue Li’s vaginal walls, exploring and sucking her juices.

Xue Li felt herself drowning in a sea of sensations: lustful whispers brushing against skin; pounding heartbeats echoing through the room; and fiery sparks exploding with each wicked motion of Han Feng’s tongue. It was a sensory assault, but in the most exquisite way possible.

As he manipulated her inner flesh with his tongue, Xue Li envisioned herself weightless, suspended mid-air . . . entire world reduced to this singular act of carnal delight.

The sounds of their heavy breathing fill the air as Han Feng ravage her without restraint. Han Feng lap up every last drop of precum before slipping himself inside her.

He plunged into Xue Li’s core in a single, swift thrust. She was impossibly tight, her slick warmth tinged with a coolness that contrasted perfectly with the searing heat coursing through Han Feng’s cock. His breath was ragged as he growled against her trembling lips, "You belong to me now. All of you . . . mine. Completely mine."

Xue Li responded in kind, her nails digging into Han Feng’s back as she clung to him for dear life. "Oh! F-Feng! Xue Li . . . Xue Li is yours . . . ," she cried out as he thrust into her brutally, his thick cock splitting her labia wide open and burying itself deep within the welcoming coldness of her cunt.

Their heavy breathing filled the room, punctuated only by lewd squelching noises from Xue Li’s pussy being fucked mercilessly by Han Feng’s throbbing thick cock. Her slick inner walls fluttered around his shaft desperately, greedily sucking him deeper inside. His balls slapping against her butt.

Xue Li trembled as Han Feng rode her faster and harder, her screams of pleasure echoing through the space. His thick cock pulsed wildly inside her depths, sending torrents of sweat down his forehead and into Xue Li’s eager mouth.

Xue Li’s eyes roll back in her head as she felt Han Feng’s thick shaft stretching her inner walls. Her body shuddered around him, milking every inch of his length for all it’s worth. Han Feng responded in kind, pistoning his dick in and out of her quivering flesh with reckless abandon.

Their bodies slap together like living drums, each thrust echoing through the room like a primal scream as they found their release.

Han Feng’s cock was still throbbing like a live wire, refusing to be satiated by a mere two releases. His hunger for Xue Li only intensified as he ravaged her again and again, exploring every possible angle and position.

But one stance stood out above the rest: Xue Li on her knees, her ass presented to him like an offering at the altar of carnal desire. Han Feng grasped both her arms firmly in his hands, holding them captive as he seized control of their love-making session.

With each brutal thrust from behind, Xue Li felt herself being stretched to the breaking point – physically and emotionally. Her moans devolved into primal screams as she thrashed against his grip, lost in a sea of pleasure-soaked in their sweat and cum.

Han Feng plundered her depths from behind, his balls slapping loudly against Xue Li’s buttocks. The sound echoed through the space alongside their heavy panting and the slurping, slapping noises of Xue Li’s pussy swallowing his cock whole.

Han Feng pounded away at her relentlessly, never once showing mercy or reprieve. Xue Li’s consciousness was the last thing to fade as Han Feng ravaged her without pause. But even in unconsciousness, her body responded to his brutal love making. Her pussy remained open and vulnerable, swallowing his cock whole as he plunged into its depths.

The angle of penetration hit her sensitive spot like a precision-guided missile, filling Xue Li’s veins with an intoxicating mix of pleasure and pain. She felt herself becoming one with the bedframe as Han Feng pumped away relentlessly.

She lost consciousness again. Xue Li’s frail and weak body couldn’t handle the fire of desire from Han Feng.

As she began to stir once more, Xue Li was met with a sight that made her heart skip a beat –– or several hundred beats in rapid succession: Hang Feng’s throbbing cock buried deep within her dripping wet pussy. His powerful thrusts continued unabated, each stroke sending tremors through Xue Li’s very being.

Xue Li’s consciousness flickered back to life, but she was powerless to stop Han Feng. Her pussy remained gaping open, engulfing his cock like a hungry abyss.

Each brutal thrust pounded her sensitive spot, flooding Xue Li’s body with an intense cocktail of pleasure and pain. She felt herself being stretched to the limit, her very organs trembling in response.

As she regained awareness for xth time, Xue Li found herself face-to-face with a sight that made her blood run cold: Hang Feng’s throbbing cock buried deep within her dripping wet pussy.

His hands grasped her hips like vice-grips, pulling her against him as he slammed into the slippery folds of her cunt. Xue Li was pinned beneath Han Feng’s dominating grip, her body unable to escape the primal intensity of his lovemaking. He drove into her with ruthless abandon, each thrust pushing deep into the velvety softness of her core.

With every stroke, Han Feng yanked Xue Li’s hips closer, meeting his powerful thrusts head-on as if he wanted their bodies to be one.

Han Feng’s grunts were loud and primal now, echoing through the room alongside Xue Li’s ragged gasps.

And on and on it went . . . until Xue Li couldn’t remember what hour it was anymore. Han Feng’s cock never left her dripping vagina, plowing through wave after wave of raw pleasure that threatened to drown her in ecstasy.

She could only cling helplessly as he used her body for his own carnal gratification, choking out screams of rapture between bursts of words so filthy they would make even the most depraved person blush. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

But there was no room for shame here –– only all-consuming lust and base animal desire. Every thrust was a declaration of ownership, each smack against Xue Li’s tender skin a promise that she belonged entirely to him.

As one final storm broke over them both, their sweat-slicked bodies collapsed onto the bed in a tangle of limbs. But even then Han Feng refused to let Xue Li go –– keeping up a punishing pace from behind as his balls churned with more seed ready to flood her hungry womb.

And so they rested –– for a little while.