THUD—! THUD—! THUD—!
Xu Lan's heart thrashed violently against her ribs like a trapped animal. She couldn't understand. Was he really… Bai Lund? When had he changed so completely? She remembered him — the soft boy who blushed and smiled all day for no reason — and now this cold stranger had his thick, veined cock buried down her throat. She couldn't even swallow her fear. His swollen cockhead literally punched the soft back of her throat with every tiny movement. Her soft lips were stretched grotesquely wide around the thick base of his shaft, her cheeks bulging obscenely. Her mouth felt completely stuffed, choked, overflowing.
Thick saliva already poured from the corners of her stretched lips and ran down her chin in shiny, sticky ropes that dripped onto the heaving upper curves of her breasts.
But more than the choking, pure terror flooded her.
The moment he said he would make the accusation true, her tight little pussy throbbed hard, twitched violently, and clenched itself shut in raw fear. She couldn't imagine this massive, heavy beast that was already destroying her mouth raging inside her small cunt. Even her mouth — forced open as wide as it could go — could barely take him. What chance did her tight, unused pussy have against this brutal size and girth? A full-body shiver ran down her spine, making her thick thighs tremble and her heavy young breasts shake under the thin robe.
Looking up at his cold, curved, mocking eyes with tears already spilling from the corners, she tried to speak around the thick intrusion filling her throat.
"Nho~ Yuhh won't dho it… I ahm yhor friend's shister…"
Her muffled, wet, spit-filled voice vibrated directly around his cock, the hot breath and soft tongue pressure making the shaft throb deeper into her constricting throat.
Veins twitched hard on Bai Lund's forehead.
Her words forced the suppressed memory back into his vision like a brutal slap — his slut of a mother on all fours, moaning like a cheap whore while taking that bastard's cock and begging for more. Her massive, heavy breasts bouncing and plapping wetly against each other with every deep thrust. Thick, creamy cunt juices sliding down her jiggling thighs in sticky rivulets and pooling on the floor. Hot disgust crawled up his chest, bitter and burning. He wanted to blast that bastard into bloody pieces.
But when he looked down and felt her hot, panicked, spit-soaked breath washing over the sensitive head of his cock still buried deep in her throat, a euphoric, filthy rush shot straight down his spine and into his heavy balls.
She was that bastard's sister.
And right now her soft, pretty little lips were stretched obscenely tight around his thick cock. She tried desperately to pull her mouth away, but with his fist locked cruelly in the hair at the back of her head, it was completely impossible. Every struggle only made her throat squeeze and flutter around him tighter.
Lust mixed with pure, vicious revenge clouded his mind. He fisted her hair even more roughly, yanking hard enough to make her scalp burn as he forced her to look up while his cock stayed buried to the hilt inside her stretched, drooling mouth.
"Lying is a sin, you know?"
"So why not make your accusation a truth?"
"Shove this thick dick straight down your tight little cunt and fuck you senseless until you can't walk?"
"Then you can go ahead and accuse me all you want. I won't mind it at all. What do you say?"
"Are you up for it?"
She shivered hard. She trembled. Icy fear washed over her entire body, mixing with a shameful heat that made her nipples stiffen into hard points against the thin fabric. She tried to shake her head to deny it, but with a fat cock forced down her throat she could only stay locked in place. She tried to speak, but only incoherent, wet, gagging sounds came out around his shaft.
"Nho~ Nho~"
Each muffled, spit-soaked word hit the sensitive underside of his cock with hot, wet breath and soft tongue pressure, making it throb and twitch harder inside her mouth.
Her saliva was steadily filling up, coating every thick inch of him, making the shaft slick, glistening, and dripping. Long strings of spit hung from her chin and dripped onto her cleavage in sticky trails.
Her helpless, throat-fucked predicament only made Bai Lund's grin stretch even wider and colder.
He yanked her mouth off his cock with a loud, wet POP. A thick, shiny string of saliva and precum stretched from her swollen, spit-shiny lips to his glistening cockhead before finally breaking and falling onto her chest. He shoved her backward hard onto the soft mattress. Her massive boobs bounced and jiggled heavily under the thin white fabric as the robe parted even further, revealing a deep, creamy cleavage that rose and fell rapidly with her panicked breathing. Her dark nipples were already stiff and clearly outlined, poking hard against the cloth.
Bai Lund climbed onto the mattress like a predator, placing his knees right between her thick thighs, just below her fabric-covered crotch. The bare, hot skin of his knees pressed firmly against the thin cloth over her soft mound. He leaned forward, planting his left hand beside her head, and curved his powerful body over hers. His face hovered just above hers — close enough that their hot, uneven breaths mixed in the small space between them. Her rapid breathing from being face-stuffed before made her tight young breasts shudder and bounce slightly with every inhale.
He stared straight into her now completely terrified eyes. The earlier arrogance was gone, replaced by pure fear and unadulterd shame.
Then he slowly, deliberately slid his knee upward, grinding it firmly against the soft, sensitive mound of her pussy through the thin undergarment.
Her neck arched sharply. A high, involuntary, broken sound escaped her throat as her hips twitched helplessly.
"Why are you quiet?" he murmured, voice low, mocking, and dripping with filthy tease.
"Please. Yell. Yell loudly. I want the whole village to hear how I fuck you senseless. How I breed you like a dirty little whore born only to be filled and used. How my thick, hot cum spills out of your little messy pussy and slides down your shaking thighs in sticky white rivers while you cry."
Her heart raced just from hearing him talk so obscenely. Her face flushed dark, burning red. She couldn't understand how he — Bai Lund, the most naive, gentle, good boy in the entire village — could speak such filthy, dominant words. She didn't want to look into those cold, mocking, lust-filled eyes for even one more second, but her own eyes refused to close. Those eyes stirred something deep in her core.
She felt hollow. She felt empty.
Her body was heating up from the inside out. She could feel every sensation across her skin in ultra-high, shameful detail. His hard knee kept rubbing and teasing her mound in slow, deliberate circles, making her soft inner walls twitch and leak continuously. A warm trickle of her own clear juices soaked into the fabric, turning the cloth dark and transparent right over her puffy lips so that the outline of her wet slit was clearly visible.
"Think about it," he continued, voice cruel and low. "Your father, your mother, your brother, and everyone else in the village… watching me thrust this thick cock into your tight little hole again and again. Watching me make you squirt so hard that your clear cum sprays straight onto your mother's face. Then watching me pump load after load of my seed deep into your baby-making womb until it overflows and leaks down your thighs. They would be shocked, right?"
"Anghh~!!"
Her heart burned. Her chest lifted slightly in helpless heat. Her skin felt so sensitive it twitched under his gaze. Her mind clouded with the filthy, vivid vision he had just planted — herself tightly bound in Bai Lund's strong arms, her soft back pressed against his hard chest, his back against the soft sheets while he thrust up into her forbidden hole from below, each deep, wet stroke forcing more of her juices to spill out around his shaft in creamy froth, all while her mother, her father, and the entire village stared with dirty, hungry eyes.
A hot, shameful, full-body shiver raced down her spine, making her thick thighs tremble hard and her heavy breasts jiggle.
Her vision shattered when she suddenly felt rough, greedy fingers clawing at her fat breast.
Bai Lund's right hand had slid straight under the thin fabric of her robe without warning. His strong fingers sank deep into the massive, soft, yielding globe of her tit, mauling it roughly, flesh spilling obscenely between his fingers as he squeezed and kneaded hard. Her stiff nipple was trapped between two fingers and pinched cruelly.
Her spine arched violently off the mattress.
"Ahhhh—!"
A high-pitched, broken, unwilling moan tore from her throat as she looked down and saw his powerful hand fully buried inside her robe, openly groping and abusing her heavy breast while his knee kept grinding against her now-soaked, leaking pussy.
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