Ying Huanhuan could only lean against the medicine shelf behind her, her body trembling unsteadily. Her body was releasing signals of desire; the tingling, itchy sensation in her lower body yearned for satisfaction. This was amplified by the drugs Qing Ye had used, the pleasure surging through her body making her weak. So, despite leaning against the medicine shelf, Ying Huanhuan still clung to Qing Ye. Qing Ye's penis was now pressed against her vulva, like a candle ignited by a hot match, almost causing Ying Huanhuan to lose her balance on her only supporting leg. She could only lean against Qing Ye's chest, feeling as if she were melting into his embrace.
"Huanhuan, I'm coming in," Qing Ye said, extremely satisfied with Ying Huanhuan's reaction. He increasingly felt that Ying Huanhuan couldn't live without his large penis. Little did he know that the main reason he was able to succeed was simply because Ying Huanhuan wasn't resisting. Even if Qing Ye's drugs were effective, could they have any effect on Ying Huanhuan, a Supreme Realm cultivator with immense spiritual power?
Qing Ye's words rang in Ying Huanhuan's ears. Although they sounded gentle, they were different from Qing Ye's usual tone. Ying Huanhuan sensed a hint of excitement and agitation within the gentleness. She didn't try to find the reason, nor did time allow it. The moment Qing Ye finished speaking, Ying Huanhuan felt the hot glans of the penis push open her labia and penetrate her body. This caused a reaction throughout her entire body. The pleasure spread rapidly from her vagina like ripples on a lake, not all at once, but in concentric circles, emanating from her vagina and echoing back to her.
The surge of pleasure made Ying Huanhuan's body go even weaker. Now, her only leg, the one supporting her weight, was merely for show; she relied entirely on Qing Ye's support to keep her upright, as he pressed her against the medicine shelf to prevent her from collapsing. However, this was only the beginning. Qing Ye's glans had only just fully entered her vagina, and his penis continued to thrust deeper. At a certain point, Ying Huanhuan's entire body tensed slightly, and her hands clenched. At this moment, Qing Ye's penetration suddenly slowed down... Although Qing Ye's penis was penetrating more slowly, the pleasure had become much more intense. This was because his penis had now reached a certain point within Ying Huanhuan's vagina, causing it to tighten dramatically from the intense stimulation. This was the culprit behind the slower penetration and the increased pleasure for Ying Huanhuan. The soft flesh inside her vagina gripped his penis tightly, the folds pressing closer to it, allowing the edges and shaft of his penis to scrape against the sensitive flesh inside, intensifying the pleasure.
Of course, Qing Ye's penis wasn't satisfied with this. With each thrust, it penetrated even deeper into Ying Huanhuan's body, finally reaching its destination after a long journey, and then thrusting forward.
"Ah...uh..." The long-awaited intense pleasure stimulated Ying Huanhuan's sensitive body. Although she had been penetrated by a man just two days ago, that man's endowment was rather inadequate, and the pleasure she received was limited. For Ying Huanhuan, who had been pampered by Lin Dong for decades, it wasn't even enough to satisfy her as a snack. But Qing Ye's penis was different. It wasn't short to begin with, and after taking the drug, its length, thickness, and hardness had increased even further. Although it was still far inferior to Lin Dong's, unable to fully satisfy or even exceed Ying Huanhuan's needs, the pleasure was definitely there. It was this pleasure that made Ying Huanhuan unable to help but moan. However, the moan was only half-finished when Qing Ye occupied her red lips, silencing the moan.
After his penis was fully inside the girl he loved, Qing Ye felt an unparalleled pleasure, not just emotionally, but also physically. Ying Huanhuan's vagina was incredibly comfortable—wet, smooth, slippery, tight, and firm. The soft flesh inside was exquisitely delicate, caressing his large penis, hooking around its entire shaft, playing with its edges, and sucking on its glans. Her soft cervix pressed tightly against the tip of his glans, like a long-separated couple deeply in love, clinging and cuddling, unwilling to part. The feeling was indescribable. Although he had experienced it many times before, he never felt tired of it, and Qing Ye felt he would never get tired of it, never in his entire life!
Qing Ye's groin pressed tightly against Ying Huanhuan's mons pubis, showing no sign of wanting to leave. But he still had to continue. For more pleasure, Qing Ye reluctantly pulled back a little, letting his penis see the light of day again until the glans appeared. At this moment, his penis thrust back into that alluring flesh cave, back into that warm and moist embrace. He felt a surge of energy again. Qing Ye was like a pile driver, thrusting his penis into Ying Huanhuan's flesh cave again and again, reaching the deepest point, wanting to open the last gate of Ying Huanhuan's defenses. Once this last line of defense was opened, he could send his hundreds of millions of soldiers into that sacred flower garden. Ying Huanhuan was also stimulated by him, her body trembling slightly, wanting to moan. But because not only her lower mouth, but also her upper mouth was blocked by Qing Ye, her little tongue had already been captured by Qing Ye, so she could only make indistinct whimpers.
Qing Ye felt particularly excited this time, especially after learning that there was residual semen from another man's ejaculation inside Ying Huanhuan. His heart was pounding with excitement. Although he knew there was probably very little semen left, in his mind, he could still feel his penis rubbing against another man's semen inside Ying Huanhuan's vagina, as if he were pushing that semen deeper into the body of the girl he loved. This made him feel as if his penis had grown larger. Although this was just Qing Ye's fantasy, he was still incredibly excited; it represented his longing and anticipation for the future.
Lin Dong secretly watched from the side. He could sense that Qing Ye was particularly excited. Although he didn't know why, he could tell that Qing Ye's movements were more vigorous than usual, and the sounds of their intercourse were louder than usual, as if she had taken some kind of aphrodisiac. This only excited Lin Dong more. His beloved wife was being kissed and pressed against a medicine shelf by another man, her lips sealed, and she was cooperating with his kisses, her arms wrapped around him. This scene ignited the lust within Lin Dong. He increased the speed of his masturbation, and his penis became painfully engorged. However, Lin Dong immediately paused. He felt something was strange. Now, after thinking about it for a moment, wasn't Qing Ye's current state exactly the same as his own?
Lin Dong blinked, a slight amusement creeping into his mind. "Has Qing Ye already discovered that Huanhuan has been played with by another man?"
The one most acutely aware of Qing Ye's excitement was Ying Huanhuan. Qing Ye was thoroughly enjoying herself, while Lin Dong was merely watching. However, she was the one being pinned down on the medicine shelf by Qing Ye. Although Qing Ye's penis wasn't significantly different from before, the speed and force of his thrusts were noticeably more pronounced. Her snowy buttocks slammed against the medicine shelf behind her with each thrust, causing the shelf to sway back and forth. If it weren't for the protection of the Yuan energy above, many medicine bottles would probably have fallen to the ground. Ying Huanhuan also felt much more comfortable because of this. The most obvious difference was the feeling each time Qing Ye inserted his penis into her body, the head of his penis hitting her cervix. Although he still couldn't pry open even the slightest opening, each time he struck her cervix, it would cause it to tremble slightly. It was precisely this slight tremor that greatly increased Ying Huanhuan's pleasure, making her entire lower body feel numb and tingling. As a result, in less than ten minutes, Qing Ye brought her to orgasm twice.
After feeling Ying Huanhuan experience two orgasms, Qing Ye withdrew his penis slightly from her vagina and paused abruptly. He was slightly out of breath; although he wasn't extremely tired, it had taken a lot of effort. However, Qing Ye didn't intend to stop there. He gently patted Ying Huanhuan's buttocks and lifted her other leg, now holding her in the air. Qing Ye whispered to her, "Huanhuan, can you hold my waist?"