The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

After a glass of wine, both women were a bit tipsy, and their words grew bolder.

Chen Erbao shook his head and helped Lin Zhiqing up.

"It's getting late. Should I help you back to your room to sleep?"

"Oh, right. We have things to do tomorrow..."

"President Chen, I'm going to head back and sleep too..."

"Okay."

Chen Erbao helped Lin Zhiqing upstairs to the room next to Bai Xiaoqing's.

Once inside, Lin Zhiqing, who had seemed dizzy just a moment ago, suddenly sobered up completely.

"You were pretending to be drunk?"

Chen Erbao looked at Lin Zhiqing's clear eyes and was speechless.

"Hehe, I thought a big pervert like you would try to make a move on Sister Xiaoqing. I guess you pass this time!"

Chen Erbao was exasperated.

"I'm not a freak. I don't just grope every woman I see..."

"Hmph!"

Lin Zhiqing snorted twice and said no more.

'She wasn't stupid. There was definitely something going on between Chen Erbao and Zhao Ruoying, but she just didn't want to press the issue. As long as Chen Erbao said nothing was wrong, she was willing to believe him.'

"Er Bao, you're so handsome!"

Lin Zhiqing wasn't drunk, but the alcohol had gone to her head. She closed the door, wrapped her arms around Chen Erbao's neck, her breath sweet and fragrant.

Seeing the young woman's flushed cheeks, Chen Erbao instantly grew excited.

"I'm going to teach you a new position today..."

"Mmm..."

Chen Erbao pulled off Lin Zhiqing's outer clothes, revealing her white lingerie underneath. Two large, snow-white pears, tender and smooth, were barely contained by her bra.

Chen Erbao's large hands delved into her deep cleavage.

"Ngh..."

Perhaps it was the alcohol, but with just a slight touch from Chen Erbao, a blush spread across Lin Zhiqing's entire body, and her tender little grapes hardened.

Chen Erbao buried his face between her pears, happily taking a mouthful from the left, then the right.

Lin Zhiqing had grown much bolder as well. Her slender hand reached straight down, deftly slipping under his waistband and grabbing hold of the long spear that she both loved and feared.

The veins on the spear's shaft bulged, pulsing twice in her palm as if saying hello.

"Er Bao, why does it feel like you get bigger every day?"

Lin Zhiqing realized one hand was barely enough to wrap around it!

Chen Erbao was busy with her pears and mumbled:

"Don't worry. No matter how big it gets, you can take it!"

He grabbed Lin Zhiqing's soft bottom with one hand, kneading the two plump cheeks so they changed shape in his grasp.

Chen Erbao had already unfastened her shorts, which had fallen to her ankles. After playing with her ass for a moment, his fingers hooked the edge of her pink panties, tracing a path through the lush, dark thatch straight to his destination.

"Ah-oh..."

Two fingers slowly slid inside, meeting that familiar, squeezing tightness.

Lin Zhiqing hugged Chen Erbao's head tightly, her long, jade-like legs parting slightly to give him easier access.

"Zhiqing, squat down."

Chen Erbao took off his pants and guided Lin Zhiqing, having her squat between his legs.

Lin Zhiqing obediently knelt on the floor and slowly pulled down Chen Erbao's boxer shorts with her small hands.

The enormous spear sprang out, slapping against Lin Zhiqing's delicate cheek.

"It's so big..."

Though it wasn't the first time she'd seen it, Lin Zhiqing was still a little amazed. Her beautiful, lust-filled eyes gazed at the spear right before her as she tentatively extended her pink tongue to lick its tip.

He hissed.

Chen Erbao never had much patience. He grabbed Lin Zhiqing's head, thrust his hips, and pushed it straight in.

"Mmph..."

Caught by the sudden attack, Lin Zhiqing's eyes nearly rolled back in her head. She shot Chen Erbao a reproachful glance before gently pressing her tongue against the tip and slowly beginning to take him in and out.

A young beauty with lips like fire.

For a man, the psychological stimulation of such a scene was far more thrilling than mere physical desire.

Chen Erbao leaned against the wall, silently enjoying Lin Zhiqing's service.

For some reason, his thoughts drifted to Bai Xiaoqing next door.

'If one day, I could have both Bai Xiaoqing and Lin Zhiqing kneeling before me, blowing me at the same time...'

'Can't think about that! Can't think about that!'

Chen Erbao almost came!

"Zhiqing, your oral skills are getting better and better. All that sucking and licking..."

Lin Zhiqing shot him a shy glare, gently cupped his two Warhammers, and released his spear. Her red lips slid down and took his two hard-working Warhammers into her mouth.

Time passed slowly. When Lin Zhiqing's energy began to wane, Chen Erbao had her lie on the floor. He then parted her long legs with his hands, and his slightly stubbled mouth latched onto her cave.

"Ah... Ngh... Er Bao..."

Chen Erbao's oral skills far surpassed hers, making Lin Zhiqing moan nonstop. Her two pale, slender legs clamped tightly around his head, her hips rising slightly to meet his assault.

After a short while, Lin Zhiqing's whole body began to tremble.

"I'm coming... I can't take it... Ah..."

Chen Erbao caught her release in his hand, cupping a handful of her spring water.

"You're so wet..."

"You... Don't look!"

Lin Zhiqing's face was flushed red. Her legs parted slightly, and she gave him a meaningful look, signaling for Chen Erbao to get down to business.

"Hehe, Zhiqing Baby, if you want it, you have to say it yourself!"

Chen Erbao wrapped Lin Zhiqing's jade-like legs around his waist, rubbing the head of his spear against her entrance but refusing to go in.

"You... Stop teasing me!"

Lin Zhiqing was too embarrassed to say it, unable to get over her pride.

"If you don't say it, I'll just keep rubbing and won't go in!"

The shyer she got, the more excited Chen Erbao became.

Frustrated, Lin Zhiqing squeezed her legs and thrust her hips up, trying to take matters into her own hands. But Chen Erbao simply slid aside, letting the head of his spear brush past her lower grape and slip away.

"You... All you do is bully me..."

"Say it..."

Chen Erbao kneaded her pears with both hands, urging her on.

"Er Bao... You... Hurry up and come inside..."

"Inside where?"

Chen Erbao pressed.

Lin Zhiqing's whole body ached with need. An inexplicable itch and emptiness were driving her crazy.

"In... Inside me... In my hole!"

"Here I come!"

SQUELCH!

The huge, thick spear parted the layered folds of her tender flesh as if splitting bamboo, plunging more than halfway in with a single stroke.

"Oh..."

Lin Zhiqing's eyes fluttered closed, and her long, snow-white legs instinctively wrapped around Chen Erbao's back.

"Slow... Go slower!"

Chen Erbao chuckled, lowered his head to bite a pear and its hardened grape, and began to thrust.

'He liked a rhythm of attacking fiercely at the start, simmering slowly in the middle, and then launching another fierce assault at the end.'

More than half of his long spear moved in and out, plunging deeper each time until it was soon completely swallowed by the bottomless cave.

The two dark patches of thatch tangled together, a dazzling sight.

Chen Erbao guided Lin Zhiqing's head, making her look down at the point where they were joined in negative-distance contact.

Then, he slowly pulled his spear out until only the tip remained inside, before slamming it back in.

"Ah..."

A quick withdrawal, then a bull-like charge!

"Ah..."

This cycle repeated, and rhythmic moans soon filled the entire room.

By now, Chen Erbao had triggered his Lethal Tempo, moving faster and faster. He grabbed Lin Zhiqing's wrists, her petite body passively slamming against his.

"No... I'm coming..."

As Lin Zhiqing's legs straightened, the soles of her feet facing the ceiling, Chen Erbao felt a warm gush of liquid splash against the head of his spear.

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