Chapter 243: Life-or-Death Maze (21)
"Hear that? Someone up top couldn't take it anymore, time to work on the bottom." Yan Qiao, taking advantage of his proximity, held Ji Ning's ass and thrust hard inside, the glans prying open the slick, tight, fleshy hole, entering inch by inch, pressing and grinding against the already-itching inner walls.
Ji Ning's body was a little tense from the lack of security underwater, even tighter than usual.
Yan Qiao parted his lips slightly and panted: "How can you clamp down this hard? It's absolutely lethal."
Ji Ning was enduring both the fear of being submerged and the heat spreading through her body from being penetrated, a stimulation like alternating between ice and fire.
She hugged Xing Ye's arm tightly, borrowing his strength to sit up. However, as she rose, the men closed in around her again.
Jiang Ting and Qin Yanshu, one in front and one behind, kissed her, touched her, took her hands and guided them into the water, placing them on their erect cocks.
As expected of robust, strong men—even soaking in water, their cocks were still so hard and burning hot.
Ji Ning was being thrust into from below while her hands touched that, and it felt scalding to the touch.
Jiang Ting held her hand, pressing it on top to stroke, closing his eyes and inhaling softly: "Sss…"
He looked incredibly sexy doing that. Ji Ning took the initiative, pressing the pads of her fingers onto the glans to circle and grind, while following the rhythm of her penetration to pump him up and down.
The faster Yan Qiao moved, the faster her hand moved. Front and back, the movements splashed water flying everywhere, mixed with lewd moans, plucking at one's nerves.
Yan Qiao, having taken the first taste in the chaos, had already stirred the men's dissatisfaction. The louder his movements became, Sheng Churan directly wrapped his arms around Ji Ning's waist and snatched her into his embrace.
Then Song Weiyang seized the opportunity to squeeze Yan Qiao out of the encirclement, standing behind Ji Ning, shielding her like he was guarding his food.
Having already gotten his share, Yan Qiao licked his lips, indifferently gave up his spot, and went ashore to find food for Her Highness the Princess.
Sheng Churan fully demonstrated the magnanimity of a senior.
He scooped up Ji Ning's legs, making her kneel on his arms with her ass perfectly raised.
Anyway, he was just occupying her one little mouth for kisses; who was behind didn't matter, as long as it wasn't Yan Qiao.
Ji Ning was trapped in Sheng Churan's embrace, being kissed with her mouth caught by his, so she had no choice but to kneel properly while hugging his neck.
Her raised ass was exposed without reservation as someone parted her buttocks and pressed in once again.
At this, Ji Ning even forgot about kissing, moaning seductively around Sheng Churan's tongue.
She couldn't see who was behind her, but through the sensation of entering her body, the familiar squeeze of the passage, and that way of thrusting inward while grinding, she could tell that the person behind was none other than Qin Yanshu.
Being in water made intercourse somewhat raw, testing a man's skill even more.
But even when fully sheathed, Ji Ning felt no discomfort at all.
Qin Yanshu's thick base plugged her entrance, stopping the freely flowing lewd fluids like a stopper; inside it grew even slicker, stirred by him until it was hot and numb.
Ji Ning couldn't even stay propped up anymore, leaning against Sheng Churan's embrace, listening to the splashing sounds of water from the thrusting, feeling her ass quivering with each movement.
Yet just as the pleasure was about to climb to its peak, and Ji Ning had already bitten down on Sheng Churan's shoulder, Qin Yanshu withdrew.
An unprecedented emptiness inside her hole, but it was quickly filled again.
The newcomer, because her hole was slick enough, thrust straight to the hilt in one go.
Ji Ning felt she could only recognize people by their cocks now, but this really posed no difficulty for her. Because she was effortlessly pushed against a certain spot, one that was hot and intensely numbing.
Other than Jiang Ting, with that particular curve, no one else could hit that spot in her during doggy-style.
"Mm… so comfortable…" Ji Ning cried out, her ass involuntarily starting to sway, taking Jiang Ting's cock in and out, actively sitting back against his pubic bone.
Jiang Ting panted and said hoarsely: "Little greedy cat, you've eaten so many cocks and still haven't had your fill, turned slutty now, haven't you?" Then he gripped Ji Ning's waist to stop her from moving and thrust fiercely.
Water splashed violently, even slapping onto Ji Ning's back. She opened her mouth, gasping and panting repeatedly, climaxing even before Jiang Ting could ejaculate. Her inner walls squeezed inward ceaselessly, milking him until he lost control of his ejaculation, cursing while trembling as he poured a stream of white semen deep inside Ji Ning.
Afterwards, Jiang Ting pulled out, his beautiful brow furrowed, and stepped aside to make room for Xing Ye and Song Weiyang.
"So fast?" Qin Yanshu said softly, his voice laced with laughter.
Jiang Ting's face darkened. He held his traitorous "Food arrives before the troops" big cock, stroking it a few times, and retorted irritably: "If I hadn't let you go first, the one shooting early right now would be you."
Qin Yanshu smiled: "Next time, one in the front and one in the back, then we'll know."
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