Miraculous Doctor in Flower City-Chapter 310

All the women Liu Sanming had played with before, each one down here was pretty much barren grasslands, some even completely bare as a white tiger.

This one was so dense, thick enough to be called a black forest—this was the first time Liu Sanming had ever seen anything like it.

And Li Yanran's down there, compared to a normal woman's, was even blacker, even more wild.

Liu Sanming was honestly curious—why was it so lush here?

Did she use some kind of super-strength shampoo…

Not only was Li Yanran's "forest" ridiculously thick, but her big white legs on both sides were snowy soft, smooth as tender tofu.

With that jarring contrast of black and white, Liu Sanming's lust exploded instantly!

And between those legs, that deep pink wet gorge, now veiled by the forest, looked even more tempting—like it was overflowing with forbidden promise.

Li Yanran was slammed up against the wall, pinned down hard by Liu Sanming, and the next second, her legs were forced brutally apart!

Thinking of everything about to happen to her, her tears gushed down in silent rivers!

She'd never imagine that in no time at all, Liu Sanming wasn't a prisoner, wasn't a defeated idiot on the run.

She was the one who became the prisoner.

And now she was about to be ravaged by Liu Sanming—maybe even crippled, even killed in the end…

All her life, Li Yanran had never really known fear, never experienced what it meant to feel wronged—now she was terrified to her bones!

She'd never felt so humiliated in her life, until now!

"What are you crying for? What, you that excited you're crying tears of joy?"

Liu Sanming pressed his body against her, and his hard rod pushed into the opening he just tore open from behind.

Like a sizzling iron, pressed against Li Yanran's forested marsh, he started grinding, rubbing back and forth.

This was the first time a man had ever teased Li Yanran like this.

Also the first time she truly felt the scorching heat of a man's thing.

Instantly, terror made her entire body go totally stiff!

Her tears flowed even harder.

"Please… please let me go, I'll do anything you ask, just don't do this…"

"Heh, just now you were laughing real sly, weren't you? I hate it when you cry. You'd better smile! Now—smile!"

Liu Sanming grabbed a fistful of Li Yanran's hair with one hand; with the other, he slipped from her side and seized her delicate breast.

Li Yanran's body quaked with terror!

Tears streaming down, plip-plop!

She didn't dare resist at all, only feeling his strong grip getting tighter—the soft mound in his hand felt like it was about to be crushed!

All she could do was grit her teeth and comply, choking back sobs, tears flowing down as she forced a broken smile…

Ha, ha… ha…

"That's it. You see? Being with me, how can you not be happy? This is the happiest you'll ever be in your life."

As he spoke, Liu Sanming seized both her breasts in his hands, squeezing them hard, kneading, pinching!

And below, his huge shaft kept grinding at her entrance.

Even though Li Yanran was scared witless, her body shivering out of control, she was still a normal woman.

A virgin, never yet taken or opened up by anyone.

With Liu Sanming ravaging her like this, her body shamefully—treacherously—started to react…

That deep pink wet gully between her legs soon became slick and dripping…

And a wave of tingling numbness, like an electric current, began to spread up from Li Yanran's lower body.

It surged toward her waist and hips, spreading all through her body.

She gritted her teeth, burning with shame, yet at the same time an indescribable, confused thrill welled up inside…

Before, she'd always thought Liu Sanming was just a fool.

But having seen him take down her father so easily, and remembering how he'd dealt with Daoist Tianji and Cang Nan at the Daoist Sect event—

Li Yanran's impression of Liu Sanming had already changed: in her eyes, he'd become an unstoppable, terrifying powerhouse!

If she were violated by an idiot, she really might break down and kill herself.

But being violated by an absolute powerhouse—even though Li Yanran felt the same shame, rage, breakdown, and despair—deep inside, there was also—

A bizarre, unspeakable, masochistic thrill at being conquered by a strong man!

Li Yanran had seen some pretty boys before— the more she tormented them, the more pleasure she felt.

She'd also seen some women—the more their men abused them, the more wildly they screamed in ecstasy.

She'd always thought such people were perverts; but now, Li Yanran suddenly realized that somewhere deep in her bones, she had the same masochistic tendencies…

And she seemed to understand the essence of this inclination.

It wasn't that any abuse could bring her secret pleasure.

It had to be a real powerhouse—a man who made her feel fear or awe.

That was the worship-for-strength trait lurking in human genes all along.

Admiring, envying, yearning for the strong—that's the emotion that rises up when the weak are crushed by reality.

And when that emotion is mixed with humiliation, it can transform into pure pleasure.

"Ah, ah… ah, please... please don't, don't, ahn…"

Li Yanran was caught in a huge inner conflict now.

On one hand, her innate pride and aloofness made her want to resist, refusing to let herself be conquered or give up her virginity like this.

But on the other, that increasingly electric tingling below kept making her feel like she was losing control, even hoping he'd rub her faster…

Liu Sanming heard the soft moans coming from her lips and his mouth curled into a smirk.

No matter how chaste or fierce you pretend to be—in the end, you're just a woman.

A woman can't escape her yearning for strength, and her body's needs.

As long as Liu Sanming was strong and ruthless enough, Li Yanran would absolutely give in—and maybe even fall for him!

Because not only was his cultivation strong, but what he had below was even stronger.

And this little sorceress's moans—were especially enticing.

There was a coquettish, clipped girlishness to her voice, crystal clear too, the kind everyone would recognize instantly.

When she'd giggled before, she'd given off a wicked witch vibe; now her moaning was unbearably seductive.

Liu Sanming sped up just a little below!

His burning-hot rod, sliding against her drenched, sticky folds, making them stretch and gleam.

His hands squeezed her two cherries hard.

With that frenzied stimulation up and down, the moans in Li Yanran's mouth grew sharper and stronger!

Her rigid, trembling body was now writhing in shivering pleasure…

Her legs stretched taut; her tender ass cheeks clenched tight together.

After four or five straight minutes, a huge, indescribable tingling erupted all at once!

Like ten thousand volts surging through her trembling body, Li Yanran's eyes rolled back and she threw her head up, her abs tightened in wild convulsions!

Both legs so weak, she could barely stand—starting to spasm and tremble uncontrollably!

This sensation wasn't unfamiliar to Li Yanran—peak pleasure had arrived…

But every other time she'd peaked, it was by her own hands.

This time, Liu Sanming had rubbed her right into climax.

Only now did Li Yanran realize that pleasure brought by a man was leagues more intense than anything she could give herself.

Even just from rubbing, this peak felt overwhelming, made her legs melt, her mind go totally blank, her consciousness blurred.

Her lips couldn't hold it in anymore—she screamed wildly out of control…

Ahhh! Ah…

And before she could even recover from that dizzy spell, Liu Sanming adjusted his body, pointed his thick rod at her slick, overflowing spring, and rammed his hips hard!

The thick cock plunged straight in!

Splurt—a juicy squelching sound squeezed out, and then came even more enticing, feverish moans from Li Yanran, ahhh… ah…