The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System - Chapter 646 646 - You should satisfy your wife, shouldn't you?
Chapter 646 646 – You should satisfy your wife, shouldn’t you?
With light footsteps, Qingyi walked through the large transport ship, Rou’er clinging to his side like a needy hamster.
The two were supposed to stay in separate rooms, but since she refused to be apart from him, the elder eventually gave in.
Rou’er had many defensive artifacts on her body, after all. If Qingyi tried anything against her, they would activate immediately, so there shouldn’t be a problem.
And so, she followed him to his bedroom.
It was a simple, spacious room with a decent-sized bed, a cultivation area, a desk, and a bathroom.
“So, big brother, are you going to explain why you took so long? I was already thinking I’d have to go with that damn Tianhao!” Rou’er asked, skipping in front of him before throwing herself into his arms.
He didn’t hesitate to catch her.
His fingers sank into the plump mounds of her thighs, the soft flesh dimpling under his grip as his palms slid across her milky skin.
“I’m sorry, young miss. I was busy calming my foundation after my last breakthrough. I couldn’t embarrass you in front of all those people by being too weak, could I?” He gave a faint smile, admiring her beautiful, adorable face.
“Hm… call me Rou’er, not ‘young miss! We’re getting married soon, aren’t we? I know it won’t be long before you get rid of that annoying bastard!” She gave a cheerful giggle, clinging to his shoulders a little tighter before pressing her lips to his in a short, inexperienced kiss. “Ah~~ now… you should satisfy your wife, shouldn’t you? That hard thing is poking me too much…” A deep blush colored her cheeks as
the bulge in Qingyi’s pants pressed against her panties, sinking between the plump, virgin lips of her vulva.
Qingyi, of course, didn’t refuse.
Honestly, he hadn’t expected to fuck Rou’er so soon, but she was already so excited…
How could he deny her?
Her delicate feet touched the floor, and Qingyi knelt in front of her.
His hands ran down her plump thighs, savoring the softness before reaching her buttocks. Full, round, and compact, they were the perfect size to fill his palms.
He gave them a firm squeeze. The supple flesh compressed beneath his fingers, bulging softly between the gaps.
When he eased his grip, each cheek bounced back into shape, a faint ripple running through them.
Petite women had their own beauty, even in their flat curves.
Not that Rou’er was flat. Her hips couldn’t compare to Feiyan’s, but her waist was even slimmer, creating an elegant hourglass figure. “Hehehe~~ “She gave a sweet, mischievous giggle, grabbing the hem of her skirt and lifting it.
Her soaked white panties came into view, the plump lips of her puffy pussy pressed against the thin fabric, the outline of her cleft of venus clearly visible through the drenched material.
Qingyi pressed his right thumb right there.
A sharp, lewd squeal burst from her lips and her body shuddered, her small breasts trembling beneath her top from the sudden jolt.
“So this is sex? Nghnn~~♡” Rou’er moaned, her fingers clenching his horns as he leaned forward, pulling her panties aside and sinking his tongue into that tight pussy. “Aghnn~~ me likey~♡”
The damp heat of his tongue against her sensitive flesh made her legs tremble.
She had always thought the women’s reactions in the books she read were exaggerated, especially since she never felt anything too intense when she touched herself.
But now, under Qingyi’s touch, she realized it wasn’t an exaggeration at all.
She just hadn’t found her man yet.
Rou’er arched her back in an intense tremor, her fingers in his black horns turning white from the force of her grip as she rose onto her
tiptoes.
Enjoying her high-pitched, sweet squeals, Qingyi continued to pleasure that plump, tight slit.
His tongue sank into the incomparable softness, taking every drop of sweet virgin nectar. The best he had ever tasted, comparable even to the nectar of Auranys, a goddess.
“Ah…” He paused for a moment, flicking the tip of his tongue against her clitoris. Again. And again.
“Mghnn~~ Q-Qingyi… s-slow down… s-slowly agghnnn~~ Q-Qingyi, heavens… fuck~~♡” She melted into moans, her hips bucking against his mouth, her soft rear jiggling with every desperate twitch. Every little squeal made his lust points explode, and along with them, his excitement.
His hands closed around her waist, so thin his fingers could almost touch, remaining no more than a few centimeters apart.
Slowly, he massaged the area before sliding up to her breasts. Small and soft, they filled his palms perfectly. He kneaded them gently, the tender mounds molding to the shape of his fingers, her stiff nipples pressing into the center of each palm.
“Ah~ Qingyi… something’s coming… I can ahh~~ feel it.” She leaned
into his strong arms pressed against her chest, her pussy overcome by a sensation she’d never felt in her entire life.
She shuddered. Her eyes widened.
And then she came.
All strength left her body. She slipped from Qingyi’s grip, her knees buckling, her tight pussy squirting nonstop.
Qingyi stood just as Rou’er sank down, her eyes glazed with pleasure. “Aghnn~~” She pressed her index finger against her own pussy, the digit long and delicate. It rested there for a moment, the plump lips resisting before parting to let her reach her own pink interior. A smile crossed her flushed face, and she looked up at Qingyi. Her fingers moved upward, reaching the waistband of his pants. “Now it’s my turn, hehehehe~~” she said with a giggle, grabbing his pants and pulling them down, freeing the hard dragon.
She couldn’t help but stare. It was right in front of her face now. Long, thick, and throbbing.
Would she have to put that in her mouth, or could she just use her
hands?
Rou’er paused, her petite body kneeling before him. Then her soft lips parted and closed around the tip of his cock, stretching to
accommodate the girth.
It was clearly too big for her small mouth. Her jaw opened as wide as
it could, and it was barely enough. Her lips, glossy with spit, formed a
tight ring around his shaft.
But she didn’t let herself get discouraged.
Her eyes sparkled and her small hands closed around the thick base,
barely managing to wrap around it. Her throat relaxed, and she pushed forward, taking his cock deeper.
Qingyi was impressed. Inch by inch, his cock entered that
incomparably tight throat.
He still remembered Feixue, the first woman he had met in the mortal
realm who possessed the trait of an elastic throat…
She, too, was a petite, flat-chested woman, just like Rou’er.
Did Rou’er also possess this trait?
