Chapter 397: Where Did the Water Come From?

At nearly thirty, Fang Yun was in her sexual prime. On lonely nights, a strange emptiness made it hard for her to sleep, and she couldn't help but remember Chen Erbao's deep, stomach-churning thrusts.

Now that they had finally met again, all it took was a few licks from Chen Erbao for her to feel herself growing wet below.

"Er Bao, you're like a little kid, always wanting to nurse..."

Fang Yun watched helplessly as Chen Erbao lay on her chest, suckling from one breast to the other.

Chen Erbao's mouth was full, and he mumbled:

"It's your fault for being so delicious..."

As he suckled, his hand slid down, slipped into her pants, and pressed against the warm, secret place between her legs.

"Ah..."

Fang Yun's body trembled as she moaned, but her legs parted willingly, letting Chen Erbao's hand have its way.

Chen Erbao released her breast and pulled his hand from her pants. He looked at the glistening dewdrops on his fingers and chuckled.

"Looks like you were eager too, huh?"

Fang Yun's face flushed, and she shot Chen Erbao a look.

"Just hurry up!"

"You got it!"

How could Chen Erbao refuse such an invitation from a beautiful woman?

He spun Fang Yun around and pressed her against the desk, her back to him. He skillfully unfastened her pants and pulled them down to her calves, his eyes feasting on the drenched thicket below.

In the middle of that patch of hair, a pink slit concealed the entrance, but Chen Erbao could already feel its gates opening for him, welcoming his arrival.

He yanked down his own pants. His thick, dark Stabilizing Needle stood rigidly at attention, the tip practically radiating killing intent, full of vigor.

"Sit back on it,"

Chen Erbao said, his hands on Fang Yun's waist, slowly guiding her back.

When the searing tip touched her wet entrance, Fang Yun's body visibly trembled for a moment before she slowly lowered herself onto him.

"Ooh... Hah..."

The massive shaft was enveloped inch by inch by her tight passage, until she had swallowed it completely.

The incredible feeling of fullness made Fang Yun instinctively clench around the hot shaft invading her body.

Chen Erbao, meanwhile, helped Fang Yun take off her blouse. He reached around to her front and cupped her two snowy peaks, helping to lighten her load.

Once Fang Yun's soft rear was settled on his thighs, she swayed her hips gently, grinding the head of his cock against the soft flesh at her depths. Then, using her legs, she lifted her hips high again.

When only the tip remained inside her, Chen Erbao let out a wicked laugh and slammed his hips upward.

"Aah... Slow down!"

The sudden jolt of pleasure made Fang Yun's legs go weak. Her inner muscles clenched, and she almost opened the floodgates right then and there.

After the deep thrust, Chen Erbao pulled back, settling onto his seat. Overstimulated, Fang Yun's legs gave out, and her body fell back down onto him.

SLAP!

Another perfect hit!

Fang Yun moaned and instinctively raised her hips, and Chen Erbao repeated the move, thrusting up to meet her.

"Ah... Slower... You little devil... You're too big!"

Fang Yun's body was like a small boat on a stormy sea, tossed about by the waves, completely out of her control. The hot, hard Stabilizing Needle was the only anchor holding her in place. It sent her soaring into the clouds, but she could never break free, always falling back down after taking flight.

Chen Erbao's hands gripped her slender waist as he began to thrust wildly.

Wet sounds of slapping skin and splashing fluids filled the air. The office was overflowing with the sights of spring.

At some point, Fang Yun's pants had been tossed aside. Her fair, rounded thighs were braced on either side of Chen Erbao, the muscles at their roots pulled taut. This only made her entrance tighter. The dark flood dragon slid in and out, stretching the lips of her sex into a circle as splashes of fluid soaked the dark jungle of hair.

"I can't... I can't take it anymore, I'm coming..."

Fang Yun threw her head back and shrieked. Her body went limp against Chen Erbao's chest as her lower abdomen convulsed, releasing a gushing torrent.

Chen Erbao panted softly, stroking her full, magnificent breasts. He let his Stabilizing Needle soak inside her, enjoying the afterglow of her climax.

After Fang Yun had rested for a moment, Chen Erbao's spear began to react again, slowly stirring to life within her warm depths.

Fang Yun immediately noticed the change inside her. She turned her head to look at Chen Erbao, a hint of fear in her voice.

"Er Bao, don't you need a break...?"

"You know my stamina. I'm good for ten men!"

Fang Yun rolled her eyes at him. She reached a delicate hand down to where they were joined and felt herself already getting wet again. 'It's going to happen again!'

Holding her round buttocks, Chen Erbao stood up. He pressed Fang Yun down onto the desk so she was lying prone. Her breasts were flattened against the wood, and her perky ass was raised high, hanging just off the edge.

Chen Erbao looked down at the beautiful woman beneath him, his heart filled with pride and satisfaction.

Her snow-white back was as smooth as jade, curving down in a perfect S-shape. The sides of her flattened breasts spilled out, visible even from behind. Her waist was slender, and where it met her hips, two shallow, alluring dimples winked at him.

Her full, perky buttocks were like a pair of large millstones. And between them, just below the cleft, she was tightly gripping the spear that thrust up at her from below.

Chen Erbao caressed her ass cheek. With a gentle push, he sent his shaft even deeper, feeling her delicate, sensitive flesh being forced open. The bone-deep clenching sensation made his own shaft swell even larger.

Chen Erbao's stomach slapped against her buttocks, and her elastic flesh bounced him back. His shaft slid out, but the tender flesh caught the ridge of his glans. Then he crashed back in, reaching her very core.

After a dozen or so repetitions of this, Fang Yun was about to pass out from the intensity of his thrusts.

This position was less tiring for him, and for the woman, she could feel the trajectory of his shaft with piercing clarity.

As Fang Yun climaxed again, Chen Erbao pulled out.

POP!

With a sound like a wine bottle being uncorked, he withdrew. Chen Erbao carried Fang Yun over to the sofa, laid her on her back, and then lifted her long legs to rest against his chest.

Her legs were pressed together, her entrance completely hidden, but that didn't stop Chen Erbao.

His magnificent shaft pushed right in, and he was rewarded with an even tighter embrace.

"Ah... slow down... so big..."

SQUELCH! SQUELCH!

Chen Erbao shifted into fifth gear and began to sprint.

Amidst a final chorus of moans, they climaxed together. He injected his hot magma into her core as her own torrent washed over the head of his cock.

...

Qiu Shuzhen finished a lap around the workshop and returned to Fang Yun's office. The moment she stepped inside, she felt something was off.

The office looked the same as when she had left, but it just didn't *feel* the same.

A cool breeze drifted in from the window, but Qiu Shuzhen caught a strange smell on the air.

It was like...

Her pupils contracted. Without a word, she sat down on the sofa and started to make tea for Chen Erbao, who was sitting nearby.