His Peasant Wife: Yao Ling [Part 1]

Chapter 155: Lin Zhou - Ying.... Please....

WARNING! MATURE CONTENT
FOR ADULTS ONLY! 😉

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'Damn!' Yao Ying cursed to himself.

He was usually clearheaded and able to hold himself back every time they did this, but why did he have the impulse to become one with her at the moment?

He could feel his hardness getting harder and harder, to the point that it became painful.

Yao Ying had the sudden urge to plunge into her and by diving into her cave without restraint, he would be able to find a satisfying release.

He felt that he was under a deep trance and he would feel tortured if he couldn't find a release!

'What was wrong with him?!' There was a nagging feeling at the back of his mind that something was indeed wrong with his body --- but he wasn't able to think straight.

Yao Ying hastily devoured Yao Ling's mouth once more while the latter responded with the same intensity.

Yao Ying still wore his clothes and while kissing, he opened his own clothes in a hurry.

He needed to touch and feel her --- skin to skin.

Somehow whenever his skin touched hers, it became cooler and his pain was slightly lessened.

Yao Ying felt up her whole body with his hands.

He played with her soft buns and the hard buds tenderly but sometimes roughly.

He sucked one of the flower buds hard and pinched the other one --- alternatingly.

Yao Ling could feel that Yao Ying tried to suppress the beast inside him, but still... she found that he did everything more forcefully than usual.

There was no gentleness at all, however... it somehow evoked the wildness inside her too.

She bit his shoulder while trying to maintain her sanity because the pleasure was just too much for her --- even the taste of his blood didn't deter her.

Yes, it was that hard how she bit him.

Yao Ling clenched her core because the wetness was back once again --- she needed another release once again.

She somehow felt really insatiable this night.

The atmosphere inside the room became so hot that the cool night wasn't able to douse their sexual pleasure.

Yao Ling behaved wantonly by guiding one of Yao Ying's hands to her sweetness down there. "Ying... Please..." She begged him with a seductive voice.

There was a hint of need in her voice. Yao Ying was entranced by her movement.

After all, it was rare for her to take the initiative, but it made him feel so happy.

He felt more aroused because of her movement.

Yao Ying once again put inside one of his finger inside.

He could feel how tight her sweetness down there was.

There was a little bit of barrier that he didn't dare to cross.

Despite his arousal, he still wanted to taste her virginity with his little Yao Ying --- not destroying it by his finger.

When he felt the tightness, he couldn't help but imagine what would happen if the one inside was his manhood.

What kind of pleasure he would feel? The more he thought about it, the harder he was. 'Damn!'