Chapter 361

Chapter 361: Chapter 361

With that, Chenyang set Yan Rongrong down and turned to head straight for the bed.

Seeing this, Yan Rongrong instantly panicked.

She had only said that for two reasons. First, she didn’t want to lose face. Second, she wanted Chenyang to be rougher with her, to let her experience what it truly felt like to be a woman.

But she never thought it would backfire.

As Chenyang withdrew his scorching erection, an intense emptiness washed over Yan Rongrong’s entire body. She scrambled after him. "Don’t... Don’t go."

Chenyang feigned annoyance. "You already said I was terrible. Why are you stopping me?"

"I don’t... I don’t think you’re terrible."

"Then what did you mean?"

"Oh, come on. I just didn’t want you to laugh at me."

Growing up, Yan Rongrong had never once bowed her head to a man, nor had she ever used a soft tone with one.

And she didn’t want to start now with Chenyang.

But the lust burning through her body made her restless and desperate. She could no longer care about saving face.

She scrambled onto the bed, blocking Chenyang’s path before proactively lying down and spreading her legs. "I was wrong. Don’t go to them yet. What you just did... it felt so good. I want more."

Chenyang raised a hand and slapped her pale, soft buttock. "If you want it, get on all fours!"

Having just had a taste of pleasure, Yan Rongrong didn’t hesitate. She rolled over and arched her delectable rear into the air.

Whether she was trying to seduce him or simply to please him, she wiggled her upturned rear after getting into position.

When it came to looks, Yan Rongrong was prettier than Liu Yue, but a little less so than An Xiaoqing.

But when it came to her figure, she was without a doubt the most striking of the three beauties in the room.

Perhaps due to years of training, her body was exquisitely toned and lean.

Her impressive breasts were pert and pink.

Her slender waist was so small one could wrap a hand around it.

Across her flat stomach were the beautiful, faint lines of toned abs.

Her straight, gorgeous legs were long and shapely, perfectly proportioned from top to bottom.

’If he had to score her body, he’d give Yan Rongrong a 9.9. The only reason it wasn’t a perfect ten was to keep her from getting too proud.’

Now, her gorgeous legs were spread, her knees sinking into the soft mattress.

Her calves were slightly raised, her delicate feet arched in the air.

As her plump, round buttocks swayed, her pink, hidden valley flickered in and out of view. She even deliberately turned her head back to wink at Chenyang.

Her deep-seated pride still made her a little shy. She bit her red lip, radiating a captivating allure that seemed to say she wanted to stop but couldn’t.

Yet the desire in her heart made her yearn for him, her hazy, beautiful eyes glazed over with a lust so thick it seemed almost tangible.

’This tantalizing scene not only stirred his lust but also made him feel like he’d struck gold.’

Yan Rongrong and An Xiaoqing were best friends, and both were thirty years old.

But An Xiaoqing had been a wife for many years. Although she was still captivating, when compared to an "unopened original" like Yan Rongrong, there were subtle differences.

For an inexperienced man, such differences might be hard to perceive.

But for a connoisseur like Chenyang, every little detail held an irresistible allure.

Especially her secret garden—tight, warm, moist, and exuding an air of mystery.

Its pink flesh was as delicate as an exquisite seashell.

The dark tuft above was sparse and pristine.

Where her juices flowed, the skin was as fair and pink as a young girl’s. It was like a new world—one no one had ever set foot in before.

It filled a man with endless fantasies and an insatiable yearning!

"Hurry... hurry up."

Yan Rongrong’s urging broke Chenyang from his reverie.

He took a deep breath, aimed his steel spear, and moved forward.

Her sex was slick with fluid. The head of his spear rubbed against it twice before sliding smoothly inside.

"Aah~!"

This was the second time his steel spear had entered her.

The first time, all Yan Rongrong had felt was pain.

This time, however, she deeply experienced the satisfying pleasure of having that emptiness filled.

As she threw her head back with a delicate cry, the look she shot at An Xiaoqing and Liu Yue was one of pure, smug triumph.

Chenyang thrust deep, squeezing her plump, tender buttocks as he began to move.

Meanwhile, An Xiaoqing was no longer content to just rub against Liu Yue. Seeing Yan Rongrong’s smug expression, she said with a playful smile, "This little slut is showing off for us. We can’t let her have all the fun."

Liu Yue chuckled. "And what do you plan to do about it?"

"She’s still a virgin. Naturally, we have to show her just how cruel the world can be."

As she spoke, An Xiaoqing moved in front of Yan Rongrong. She reached out, cupping the two full, hanging mounds in her hands, her fingertips pinching the buds on top...