Playboy in the City-Chapter 164: Can’t Swallow, Whole Body Aches

"Mmm... ah... ah... Mr. Chen... please don’t..." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

This peculiar movement simultaneously stimulated her Honey Spring and chrysanthemum bud, bringing a mixture of pain and pleasure that made Sister Qing furrow her elegant eyebrows and beg Chen Yang for mercy.

She bit her lip tightly, enduring the shame in her heart as her beautiful face flushed. "Ugh... ah... ah... I... I can lie at Mr. Chen’s feet and let you fuck me. Just please... please don’t use this thing on me..."

"That would be boring." Chen Yang released the lace panties that had been stretched tightly over Sister Qing’s Honey Spring, looking uninterested. "I have women to fuck right now. I don’t need you at all."

The sudden disappearance of the painful stimulation brought Sister Qing a wave of relief, but it was followed by a pang of disappointment and loss, a deep, hollow emptiness inside her.

This treatment made Sister Qing, who was always cherished and pampered by Brother Yun, feel aggrieved. Brother Yun would never have been so violent with her.

She watched as Chen Yang pointed to Liu Qiangwei and Huo Lili, whose delicate bodies were entwined below. "These are two beautiful women. I can effortlessly enter both their bodies and experience the pleasure they bring me. That’s far more enjoyable than fucking you. See..."

As he spoke, Chen Yang grinned and pulled out of Liu Qiangwei’s juicy Honey Spring. He drove his waist down and thrust fiercely.

SQUELCH...

"Ah!"

Instantly, he plunged back into Huo Lili’s beautifully moist passage, which had been stretched so wide it couldn’t close. Once again, he hit bottom, ramming straight into her Hua Rui. Huo Lili let out a soft moan and hugged Liu Qiangwei tightly.

The scene was like a hook, snagging and inflaming the desire burning within Sister Qing’s body and mind. Lust bloomed in her beautiful eyes, and her breathing quickened. She instinctively raised a hand to knead her own rosy, jade-like breasts.

Right now, she wanted nothing more than for Chen Yang to enter her body, to fill her emptiness and quench her desire.

"See? I’m having a great time right now. Why should I bother fucking you? Just because you’re Sister Qing from the Yunqing Club? Or because you’re the number one woman in Jinshui’s underworld?"

Chen Yang looked dismissively at the dazed Sister Qing, whose alluring face was flushed with fully awakened desire. "You still don’t know your place, yet you want me to forgive you? Heh. You’re nothing!"

With that, Chen Yang ignored the increasingly lost and forlorn Sister Qing. He raised his hand and brought it down hard on Liu Qiangwei’s reddened, jade-like bottom. Listening to her cry of pain, he grinned, grabbed both of her buttocks, and quickened his pace. Instantly, the squelching sounds of their bodies colliding, mixed with Huo Lili’s soul-stealing moans and the sharp slaps against Liu Qiangwei’s flushed ass, began to echo ceaselessly throughout the private room.

"Ah... Master... hit me harder... I love it... I love it even more when you fuck my slutty cunt... Mmm..."

Lying on Huo Lili’s body, Liu Qiangwei’s face was a mask of seductive allure. Her cheeks were as red as her spanked buttocks, and pure lust swirled in her expression. Unable to contain the thrilling stimulation, she leaned down and kissed Huo Lili’s moist lips again.

Meanwhile, Huo Lili’s eyes were glazed over. She panted rapidly, her delicate body twitching uncontrollably, signaling that she was reaching another peak.

SQUELCH!

"Ah!"

Chen Yang switched targets, now violently ravaging Liu Qiangwei. He thrust deeply each time, holding nothing back.

Previously, whether he was with Xiao Huiyun and Ma Xiaorong, or with Lin Jingyi and Lin Ruixin, or even with other women, he had never fully let go. He hadn’t dared to use his full strength for fear of harming them.

But now, faced with Huo Lili, who had constantly mocked him and called him a broke loser, and Liu Qiangwei, who had plotted to harm Lu Hanyan, he felt no need to be merciful. He just brutally fucked them one after the other, ravaging their Honey Springs.

It’s like driving a rental car. You floor the gas, stand on the pedals, and don’t care if you wreck it. Since it isn’t yours, there’s no heartache.

Chen Yang’s thrusts grew faster and faster. The muscles of his waist, abs, and legs were taut, their powerful lines clearly defined. His sack slapped against wet flesh, his hips moving like a motor, so fast they became a blur.

Sister Qing watched the two women moaning their souls away. She saw their glistening love fluids flood out, gradually churning into a thick, white paste. The flesh of their entrances, once a delicate pink, was now turning a swollen, flushed red. As she witnessed this transformation, her gaze fixed on his towering, firm erection, now coated in that white paste, plunging rapidly in and out of the slick mire. A mix of scorching desire and nascent panic bloomed in her heart.

This... this... if I had to face Mr. Chen’s massive tool by myself, would he actually fuck me to death? I... I should seize this chance to actively atone with my body. Otherwise, his terrifying dragon will definitely ruin me.

Sister Qing’s mind gradually cleared. She lost all her previous pride and dignity as the number one woman of Jinshui. If Mr. Chen breaks me, how will I ever face Brother Yun? How could Brother Yun ever enter my body again?

Filled with a mix of panic and desire, Sister Qing followed her heart and made a decision. She undid her dress, letting it slip to the floor and instantly revealing her beautiful and seductive body.

She walked toward Chen Yang. Seeing Liu Qiangwei and Huo Lili, so thoroughly spent they couldn’t even cry out, her jade-like knees gave out, and she knelt beside him. "Mr. Chen, Qing Qing begs you... Mmm..."

"Ah, damn it! That was so fucking good! Hahaha, it’s all yours!"

But before she could finish speaking, Chen Yang, who had been fiercely pounding into Huo Lili, suddenly roared and spun around. He pinched Sister Qing’s mouth open, gave his shaft a few quick strokes, and shoved its head, smeared with white paste, into her sexy mouth.

The head of his erection swelled and throbbed as a powerful eruption instantly flooded her mouth.

"Mmph... Mmph...!"

Unable to react, Sister Qing’s beautiful eyes flew wide. She tried to shake her head, feeling the searing heat expand inside her mouth as she desperately tried to push Chen Yang away.

But her strength was nothing compared to his. She could only struggle feebly as the suffocating sensation of being filled to capacity overwhelmed her. Desperate to breathe, her throat convulsed. GULP... GULP...

"There you go. Much more obedient." Chen Yang smiled with satisfaction as he watched Sister Qing swallow everything. A powerful sense of accomplishment surged through him.

COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!

Sister Qing began to gag and cough violently. Chen Yang’s volume had been too great; she had been filled faster than she could swallow.

"You’re not so tough, either. And you call yourself the number one woman in Jinshui’s underworld? Tsk, tsk."

Chen Yang looked down disdainfully at Sister Qing’s flushed face, shaking his head. He stroked himself again, spraying the last of his essence all over her face.

In the blink of an eye, Sister Qing’s beautiful face was covered in a dripping, white layer. It coated her eyes, nose, and hair—everything.

The excess dribbled down her chin and neck, dripping onto her jade-like breasts and splattering across more and more of her once lofty, rose-tinged body...