Zhou Jiayu didn’t dare move, afraid he might climax too soon.

Her tight pussy was sucking him in, as if trying to drain him dry.

He kissed her lips, then her collarbone, her chest, sucking on her nipples to help her relax and adjust.

Shen Zhirou’s legs were wrapped around his lower back, clearly feeling his hips tensing and building strength.

She embraced his neck, looking down at his hand cupping her tender breast.

The squeezing became gradually stronger, one of her nipples already swollen and red from his sucking, his saliva leaving a shiny mark, creating an incredibly erotic scene.

“I’m going to start moving, baby,” Zhou Jiayu whispered in her ear, his voice full of seductive tenderness.

His cock slowly pulled out, brushing against her labia, before thrusting back in, breaking through the layers of soft flesh that were just beginning to tighten around him.

His tip slammed against her cervix again, causing a delightful pressure and fullness in her lower abdomen.

“Mm… ah…” Shen Zhirou couldn’t help but moan in pleasure, tightening her grip around him.

Her legs wrapped tighter around his waist, her heels brushing against his tensed lower back with each thrust, feeling his movements becoming faster and more forceful.

“Slow down… ah… slow down, mm…” Shen Zhirou pleaded, her voice trembling with a crying tone.

She felt like her lower abdomen was about to be pierced through by him.

The two were tightly entwined, their skin rubbing against each other, producing a thin layer of sweat, the sticky wetness enhancing the friction.

Her nipples brushed against his hard chest with each thrust, making her feel both itchy and tingly, while the most unbearable sensation came from her swollen clit.

Each time his cock entered, it roughly rubbed against her clit.

Since she sometimes modeled swimwear, she had her pubic hair removed, exposing her tender, soft pussy completely, contrasting sharply with his dark, coarse hair.

Her clit was constantly being rubbed by his rough pubic hair, sometimes even pricked, continuously stimulating her and giving her a constant feeling of an impending orgasm, almost like she needed to pee.

“Slow down… it’s too much… Ah Yu…”

Zhou Jiayu heard her voice, wanting to stop but his body wouldn’t listen.

He wanted her so badly.

He wanted to give her everything.

He wanted to fill her completely!

“Almost there, baby, almost!” Zhou Jiayu kissed her, sucking on her lips passionately.

She clung to him so tightly, making it difficult for him to move, her pussy gripping him so hard that even through the condom, he could feel the friction against her soft flesh, the pleasure overwhelming like an electric current.

“Don’t squeeze me… you’re holding me too tight, are you about to come, baby?” Zhou Jiayu looked at Shen Zhirou, her expression dazed from his thrusts.

He pulled her up, lifting her off the bed.

Reducing the space she had to cling to him, he fucked her even harder.

Shen Zhirou was held up by her buttocks, feeling Zhou Jiayu’s cock thrusting hard inside her. He pressed down on her ass, ensuring their bodies were tightly connected.

She could feel his cock completely buried inside her, even the base pushing slightly into her pussy.

Exhausted from the relentless pounding, her pale legs dangled weakly by his sides, her juices dripping steadily onto the floor.

At the moment of climax, her remaining strength was spent in the spasms of her pussy, squeezing Zhou Jiayu until he came as well.

Her soft inner walls pulsed like waves, soaking his iron-hard cock with her fluids.

Her lower abdomen twitched from the aftershocks of her orgasm, feeling his cock still twitching and ejaculating inside her.

Shen Zhirou lay limp on his shoulder, too tired to speak, while Zhou Jiayu showed no signs of slowing down, his erection still hard.

He sat back on the bed, kissing her shoulder, then cupping her face for a deep kiss.

“One more time, baby.”

Zhou Jiayu squeezed her buttocks, guiding her to move on top of him.

He cupped her swaying breasts, nibbling her erect nipples, causing a mix of pain and pleasure.

Just as her body was recovering from the last orgasm, he ignited another wave of desire.

Zhou Jiayu pulled back to lie down, preparing to have Shen Zhirou ride him again.

But the excessive fluids from her previous climax caused his cock to slip out as he moved.

The built-up juices gushed out, wetting his abs and the inside of her thighs.

Shen Zhirou felt embarrassed by how wet she was.

She tried to get up to fetch some tissues, but he pressed her back down.

Her pussy slid down his toned abs, his cockhead rubbing against her ass, prodding at her entrance.

“Just push it back in, baby.”

“Can we do it tomorrow?” Shen Zhirou touched the hand he had on her waist, leaning weakly against him.

Riding him for those few moments had exhausted her.

At least, she needed a short break before continuing. The constant arousal was becoming too much for her.

Zhou Jiayu held Shen Zhirou, not expecting himself to be this insatiable. Just having her in his arms made his cock ache with need.

He caressed the back of her head, waiting for their breathing to steady before getting up.

He went to the bathroom to relieve himself by hand, then returned with a wet towel to clean her up.

Seeing the marks his kisses had left on her pale skin, pink and tender like blossoms, he couldn’t resist kissing her again until her breath quickened.

“Ah Yu… you’re hard again,” Shen Zhirou said, feeling his erection pressing against her lower abdomen. She dared not move.

“It’ll go down soon.” He kissed her forehead.

Resting his chin on her head, he was silent for a long moment before speaking.

“If I weren’t Lu Fanghuai, what would you do?”

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