Chapter 711 When Forty Eight Hours of Dual Cultivation Melts the Floorboards

Chapter 711: Chapter 711 When Forty Eight Hours of Dual Cultivation Melts the Floorboards

Li Ruoxi’s lips curved with purpose.

She leaned in and began pressing soft, lingering kisses along the shaft, then traced the tip with the flat of her tongue in slow, wet circles.

Li Ruoxi was a smart woman, and it was easy for her to copy the techniques other women used on Lin Feng’s body during their lovemaking.

She had observed them carefully over time and how they moved their hips and lips, how they tightened around him, how they used their hands and mouths to drive him wild.

It should be noted, however, that Li Ruoxi was one of the few women who had never intentionally joined the nightly group activities.

While the others competed openly for Lin Feng’s attention with their sexy bodies, she had always kept her distance... until now.

The flesh stirred almost immediately, swelling rapidly under her attentive mouth.

Veins rose beneath the smooth skin. The head darkened and flared.

Within seconds it stood fully hard and throbbing once more, thick and heavy in the dim light beneath the covers.

Satisfied, she rose up on her knees, straddled his hips, and guided the broad, slick head to her entrance.

Even after everything they had done the night before, her pussy was still tight.

She felt the blunt pressure against her folds, then the slow, deliberate stretch as she sank down.

Inch by thick inch she took him, her inner walls forced open around his girth until she finally buried every last bit of that big, fat cock deep inside her.

"Ohhhhh..."

The moan slipped out of her the moment she felt that same familiar stretch from the night before and the way he forced her body to yield, the heavy fullness that pressed against her deepest point and made her toes curl.

Even after just a few hours of rest, the sensation was still overwhelming.

Her walls fluttered and clenched around the sudden intrusion, already growing wet again from the sheer size of him.

Li Ruoxi rested both hands on his firm chest for balance, breathing unsteadily as she adjusted to the intense fullness.

She stayed still for a few heartbeats, simply savoring the way he filled her completely, the way her pussy had already begun to drip around the thick shaft.

Then, with a determined little smile, she began to move.

She lifted her hips slowly until only the head remained inside, then sank back down in a smooth, controlled motion that forced a soft, wet sound from between them.

Again. And again. Each descent made her breasts bounce gently.

Each rise made her inner walls drag tightly along every ridge and vein.

She rolled her hips in small circles at the bottom of every stroke, grinding her clit against the base of his cock, chasing the growing spark of pleasure that was already building low in her belly.

Lin Feng’s breathing deepened, but he did not yet wake.

His cock twitched hard inside her, responding instinctively to the tight, wet heat that was steadily milking him.

Li Ruoxi’s eyes darkened with resolve.

She would not stop this time.

Not until she had taken something back from the man who had wrung her completely dry.

Pak.

Pak.

Pak.

The wet, rhythmic sounds of skin meeting skin reached Lin Feng first, pulling him from sleep before his eyes even opened.

A powerful sensation flooded his cock at the same time and hot, dripping wet heat gripping him tightly, sliding up and down his shaft with determined, hungry strokes.

The tight walls fluttered and clenched around him with every bounce, already soaked and greedy.

He opened his eyes and found Li Ruoxi straddling him, her body glistening with a fine sheen of sweat as she rode him with everything she had.

Her hips rose and fell in a steady, forceful rhythm, her tight pink pussy swallowing his thick cock to the root on every downward thrust.

The wet lewd sounds of their joining filled the quiet room.

Her breasts bounced heavily with the motion, nipples tight and flushed.

Her breath came in short, desperate pants.

She was clearly pushing herself hard, determined to force him over the edge no matter how sore or drained she still felt.

Lin Feng couldn’t help the slow, appreciative smile that curved his lips.

There was something truly beautiful about watching a sexy beauty like Li Ruoxi give her all while riding him so fiercely and her brows drawn together in concentration, her lower lip caught between her teeth, her eyes half-lidded with both effort and rising pleasure.

"Why the rush, wife?" he murmured, voice still rough from sleep.

His hands settled lightly on her thighs, feeling the muscles work beneath his palms.

"You should recuperate more..."

But Li Ruoxi couldn’t answer.

She was already in the middle of a powerful orgasm.

Her body trembled violently, her inner walls clamping down around his cock in rapid, fluttering spasms that tried to milk him.

She struggled to breathe, soft, broken cries spilling from her lips as the climax crashed through her.

Clear fluid sprayed around the thick shaft buried inside her, soaking his hips and the already ruined sheets beneath them.

Seeing her like that only deepened Lin Feng’s smile.

He braced his feet against the mattress and began thrusting upward to meet her, grinding deep and rolling his hips in slow, deliberate circles that stretched the orgasm out, forcing it to last longer and hit harder.

Each upward thrust punched a fresh cry from her throat.

Her hands flew to his chest for balance as her body seized and shook, the climax dragged out mercilessly under his control.

"Ah! Hah... Lin Feng!"

Li Ruoxi’s eyes flew open, unfocused and glassy.

A louder, shakier cry tore from her as the extended orgasm kept rolling through her in waves, soaking his cock even more and dripping down onto his hips in messy streams.

Her walls continued to spasm and clench around him long after a normal climax would have faded, milked higher by every deep grind of his hips.