Toon Chapter 23

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“Ow, that hurts! Stop…” Liansheng pushed the man’s head away, and his nipple, which had been sucked raw and red, popped out. It was impossibly red, looking like a pomegranate seed stuck there. Liansheng pulled his sleepwear open to look at his chest, his face showing indignation. “I told you to lick, not to suck! You can’t suck milk out anyway, and you’ve broken the skin.”

“Then I’ll suck gently.”

Zhou Lingchun chuckled, a low, deep sound. He lowered his head and relaxed his force. His tongue flicked against the milk duct a few times, but he couldn’t resist sucking harder again. Liansheng’s breasts truly felt like tender tofu; once in his mouth, he only wished he could mash them up. Although he used force, this time the man employed technique. The moment Liansheng whimpered in pain, he would gently lick and tease, driving Liansheng into an uncontrollable frenzy of lust. Finally, Liansheng pressed the man’s head against his chest, thrusting his nipples out and moaning, utterly lost as to what to do.

His lower body was also stimulated, flowing with moisture. Liansheng rubbed his legs together, his mons pubis aching, numb, and intensely itchy. He simply pushed the man down, took off his pajama bottoms, and sat on the man’s face. His voice softened, and he wore a pleading expression. “Hubby, lick down here too…”

The man stretched out his tongue, sweeping across the slit of the little pussy. His high nose bridge pressed against the front, and his breath was filled with the fishy, musky scent of moisture. Thinking of the small, delicate look of that little pussy, he couldn’t help but pull the labia apart and kiss the clitoral tip, slowly grinding it with the tip of his nose.

“Mmm… don’t grind…”

That spot was the most delicate. Being pulled open and rubbed there was too much for Liansheng. He gasped in short breaths. His upper sleepwear was mostly open, and he didn’t feel cold; in fact, he was sweating. With a damp, hot hand gripping the wall beside the bed, Liansheng decided to take control. His two pale, fleshy thighs were spread wide open, and he twisted his waist, sliding up and down on the man’s rough tongue.

“Mmm… hng…”

Liansheng cried out like a cat in heat, sticking out his soft tongue. The movements below grew faster and his sounds became more wanton. At a certain moment, he suddenly straightened his back, spraying water from his pussy onto the man’s face. After doing the naughty deed, he tried to escape, propping up his legs to get off the man’s face, but Zhou Lingchun wouldn’t let him go. The man stretched out his tongue to reach the tender pussy, his powerful tongue tip sweeping back and forth. Liansheng cried out, “Ah, ah, ah! Stop licking! Oh, I can’t take it!”

He held the wall, trying to lift his knees to run, but his knees were only halfway up before the man grabbed them with his hands. He was stuck, one leg splayed out like a puppy, his shoulder leaning against the wall. The wet, glistening little pussy that had just sprayed water was completely exposed. The man craned his neck and turned his head, sucking hard, getting water all over his chin, as if that thing were some delicious delicacy.

The red clit was sucked fiercely. Liansheng gasped and moaned, trembling all over, feeling instinctively that this man was about to ruin his lower body. He kept slapping the man’s head, but after a few slaps, he lost strength. To get a momentary reprieve, he changed to gripping the man’s short, stiff hair, pleading, “Hubby, don’t suck, it’s itchy inside the flower-hole, I need your tongue inside…”

The flower-hole was licked thoroughly, back and forth. When the powerful tongue entered the hole, Liansheng couldn’t help but cry out. He was forcibly brought to climax again, his hole contracting and expanding, the soft, wet little pussy spurting out a jet of water. The two climaxes were close together. The little pussy squirted a stream of water, paused for a second, and then continued to spray intermittently. Liansheng bit his finger, unable to control his body. The man was wicked; usually, he would cup his mouth over the little pussy and drink it up, but this time, he deliberately let the tender pussy spray openly, like a village dog peeing, watching with great interest, completely unconcerned that the lustful water was spraying all over his face and body.

When had Liansheng ever been treated so disrespectfully when making love with the man? This time, he was passively leaning against the wall, legs spread, spraying water, and he cried out of shame, blaming the man for not cherishing him, for treating him like a puppy.

This scene was too familiar. How hard he had worked in bed to force the man to admit he was a dog; now that it was his turn, he was unwilling. “You don’t love me anymore, and you don’t respect me. I don’t want to…” He almost blurted out that he didn’t want to continue, but the words twisted at the last moment. “I don’t want to sleep with you anymore…”

Zhou Lingchun casually grabbed a piece of clothing to wipe his face. His excitement was piqued by Liansheng’s pitiful look. He only said, “Don’t fuss,” as if coaxing him. His strong arm hooked Liansheng’s waist, flipping him over to kneel on the bed, his butt sticking high up. The thick, hard thing below slid into the wet, slippery flower-hole.

“Oh, I wasn’t finished talking…”

The long, thick rod was swallowed with difficulty by the small hole. Liansheng fell silent. He bit the collar of his sleepwear, twisting his hips to meet the man’s thrusts. When it came to making himself comfortable in bed, he would never shortchange himself, nor would he truly stop at this point. What he said with his mouth was one thing; his lower body was greedy and wanted to swallow and consume. They had done it so many times that Liansheng was now skilled enough to swallow almost all of the man’s length. The man looked at the small portion left outside, pressed Liansheng’s butt, and forced him to take the entire thing inside.

Liansheng gasped, his collar damp with saliva. After that, his cries became non-stop, enduring the thick, long meat-rod moving in and out of his tight little pussy. His butt jutted higher and higher. He cried out wantonly that he was being screwed to death, his fingers clutching the bedsheet, his expression ecstatic.

Even Zhou Lingchun, who usually just buried his head and worked hard without speaking, was roused. His eyes were bloodshot, his hips thrusting fiercely. The meat-rod went in and out completely. He pressed Liansheng’s hip bones to prevent him from being knocked off, making smacking sounds, and said, “Are you screwed to death or climaxing to death? I won’t screw you to death.”

“Wuu… I’m climaxing to death, I can’t take it, be gentler… Hubby…”

Liansheng was being fucked until he drooled. His previously tied-up hair had been shaken loose, hanging down his shoulders and cheeks. Soon, his pussy flesh sucked the cock and he climaxed, though it seemed no water squirted out. The pussy flesh dragged the cock further inside.

The man kept thrusting relentlessly, more powerfully than a machine, his muscles bulging all over. How could Liansheng’s small frame endure it? He cried, “No more, no more! I’m going to be fucked to death! Zhou Lingchun, be gentle with me, please be gentle with me!”

Zhou Lingchun stopped, leaning down to kiss Liansheng, sucking his lips until they were red. He whispered, “What am I going to do with you? You delicate thing.”

He truly was a delicate thing. Too much pleasure was unacceptable, and not enough pleasure was also unacceptable.

But Liansheng truly couldn’t take it anymore. He was being fucked almost senseless. If this continued, he feared he wouldn’t be able to get out of bed for days! He looked at the man pitifully, only hoping the man had a shred of conscience left, but Zhou Lingchun showed no intention of stopping. Liansheng’s beautiful eyes darted around. Taking advantage of the man’s loose grip, he suddenly crawled forward, using his hands and feet.

The small flower-hole, still recovering from being penetrated, was left with a small slit. As his legs moved, it was pulled open right under the man’s nose, exposing the wanton, tender flesh inside. Zhou Lingchun had originally intended to finish quickly, but Liansheng’s appearance instantly triggered his bestial desire. He grabbed Liansheng’s ankle and yanked him back, ignoring Liansheng’s loud cries as he thrust back inside.

This time, he changed position to prevent Liansheng from running away. He lifted one of Liansheng’s legs and placed it on his shoulder, entering and thrusting from the side. In just a few strokes, Liansheng sprayed water, his eyes glazed over, seemingly unable to descend from the clouds.

Zhou Lingchun felt this position wasn’t satisfying enough. He picked Liansheng up and sat him down on his cock, bouncing him rapidly.

“Wuu, I’m going to… die.” Liansheng squeezed out two more tears. His soft, wet, red little pussy endured the frantic in-and-out of the meat-rod.

The man gasped, slapping Liansheng’s round, pale buttock. “You have the strength to pinch me when you’re about to die.”

Liansheng truly cried, feeling that this man had gone mad tonight. While tormented by pleasure, he brought up old grievances. “You always say you cherish me, but once we’re… ah ha… in bed, you change. When do you ever stop before you’ve practically fucked me to death?”

“Just now you even made me… be a dog, then you’re a dog too… a bad dog! An ugly dog! A dog that doesn’t cherish… its wife…”

After these few sentences, he fell silent. He was being fucked so hard he couldn’t lift his fingers, about to pass out from pleasure. Seeing this, the man pumped

putao

in and out a dozen more times, then pressed against the sensitive spot and shot a large amount of thick semen

putao

inside.

Liansheng hummed with his eyes closed, his lower body sucking the cock. He thought it was over, but the next second, he suddenly began to tremble more violently, making sounds of unbearable strain in his throat. His shoulders were held down by the man, and he couldn’t run away.

A large amount of scalding hot urine was peed into Liansheng’s little pussy, powerfully washing the inner walls. The man’s thick cock blocked the hole, so the urine pooled inside the pussy, and not a drop leaked out. Liansheng’s lower belly swelled up from being filled.

Liansheng opened his tear-filled eyes wide in shock, seemingly stunned by the man’s action, forgetting even to curse.

Zhou Lingchun’s palm rubbed Liansheng’s snow-white belly. He leaned close to Liansheng’s ear, malice evident, and whispered, “I truly am a dog!”

And this dog of Liansheng’s had wanted to do this for a long time.

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Zhou Lingchun, you better be ready to kneel on the washboard tomorrow.