Mysterious Winter had just passed, and early spring had arrived.
Although ordinary families no longer needed to bundle up like rice dumplings to withstand the cold, they greatly detested one thing.
That was the buzzing, biting mosquitoes.
No matter where you were, those annoying figures were present.
“Slap… Slap… Slap!”
Inside a house, a little girl who had been bitten several times by mosquitoes flying around was concentrating, extending her hands, staring at the small dark silhouettes and constantly waving her hands.
Unfortunately, these mosquitoes were extremely alert and fast. Sensing danger, they would fly away directly.
Even though the little girl’s palms were red from slapping, she hadn’t killed many and instead got bitten several more times.
“Slap… Slap… Slap!”
This sight infuriated the little girl so much that she gritted her teeth, her face red, and started slapping again.
At that moment, a woman entered the room and said, somewhat heartbroken, “Mother has already lit the mugwort. The mosquitoes will be driven away soon.”
……
In the Purple Bamboo Forest, the surface of the Spiritual Hot Spring was continuously rippling.
The intoxicating, hazy moonlight pierced through the clouds, trickling down bit by bit and draping a silver-white veil over the entire Purple Bamboo Forest.
“Whoosh… Whoosh…”
“Slap! Slap! Slap!”
A gentle breeze blew past, causing the two intertwined figures to continuously sway and rock. The impact of waist against perky, snowy buttocks produced a continuous, crisp, and pleasant sound.
Deng Tianyu could feel the intoxication of the night scenery, and the warmth and moisture inside his master’s tender asshole.
It was as if a layer of sponge dipped in water was tightly wrapping around his shaft, gently soothing the irritability in his heart and the fatigue in his body.
Faced with such soul-stealing scenery, completely immersed in the hot spring, he couldn’t help but quicken the pace of his thrusts, making his master’s snowy buttocks ripple continuously from the impact.
” Tianyu~ Mm~ “
Deng Tianyu was being clamped so soul-stealingly by his master’s tender asshole that he could barely control himself. The round, snowy, plump tips of her buttocks were struck into snowy waves.
Only upon hearing his master’s voice did he slow down slightly, but those full buttocks were still squeezed by him, now flat, now round, the fleshy waves soft and yielding.
Ning Wan seemed to be enduring something, taking a breath before continuing.
“Tianyu, on the path of Body Tempering, you must not single-mindedly rush forward and become addicted. Cultivate it together with other paths; that is the correct way. Know that by constantly reviewing the old, you can learn the new.”
Deng Tianyu naturally knew this adage: reviewing the old to learn the new—one can thereby comfort the master!
Listening to his master’s teaching, he couldn’t help but reflect and found that indeed, as his master said, he had become somewhat addicted.
Although it wasn’t his fault—it could only be blamed on his master’s tender asshole being too enticing. Not only did it look pink and cute, but when he fucked it, it was dense, hot, tight, and greasy, with countless folds. Once his shaft entered, it was hard to extricate himself.
But that couldn’t be a reason for him to be overly obsessed.
This was when he needed his master to wake him up—time to review the old to learn the new!
His hands propped on his master’s plump, snowy buttocks. With some reluctance, he pulled his shaft out of that tight, tender anal chamber.
He spread her smooth, jade-like thighs wider, the two soft, snowy mounds of her buttocks lifted high. Then, he pushed his shaft up to the two pink, tender honey lips below. The slippery, glossy flower lips were plowed and ground by the glans several times, immediately producing squelching sounds.
After beautifully grinding for several strokes, Deng Tianyu skillfully aimed towards the small, snowy, tender dimple at the lower end of the tender slit. With just one push, the plump, beautiful tender flesh completely wrapped around the glans.
“Shizun?” Deng Tianyu looked somewhat questioningly at the master in his arms.
“Tianyu is truly intelligent, understanding with just a hint…”
Ning Wan was completely satisfied, her beautiful eyes nodding, her words full of admiration.
At the same time, her snowy-white buttocks twisted passionately and skillfully, as if prepared long ago. Inside her tender cave, there was an immensely strong sucking and writhing sensation, and her love juices and nectar had long filled the crevices between the folds.
With just a slight twist of her buttocks pressing backward, she let the entire shaft smoothly push open the heavy layers of fleshy doors. The soft, crisp flower lips were stretched thin, pink, and round. Translucent white love juice squeezed out, the shaft already reaching deep inside.
“Mm…”
Deng Tianyu hissed softly, already holding his master’s willow waist and starting to pump.
Between the two perfectly round, long, and creamy white thighs, a dark shaft was seen thrusting in and out beneath the plump, snowy mound like a steamed bun, fucking until the white clam stretched open, pink crispness flipping out.
Glistening fluids flowed everywhere along the shaft, looking utterly soaked.
Each thrust of his hips was deeper than the last, the tender cave stretched numb and tingling. The deepest flower heart and stamen opening were rammed repeatedly.
That especially sore and weak sensation made Ning Wan feel pleasure and numbness. Even her pink, tender chrysanthemum nest, which wasn’t being fucked by the shaft, twitched along with it.
“Haah…”
Deng Tianyu exhaled deeply, his hips fucking wildly. Looking at the tender mound between his master’s snowy legs, fucked to a crisp red, and the tender pink asshole writhing continuously, his heart couldn’t help but stir.
He pulled out his shaft again, the glans pressing against the continuously blooming cherry-pink chrysanthemum petals. Without a moment’s pause, he plunged back to the root.
A sensation of wrapping and sucking, completely different from inside her tender cave, assaulted his shaft. The soft yet tight anal chamber clamped down, making Deng Tianyu involuntarily start thrusting rapidly.
The squelching, bright sounds shifted into muffled squishes. The junction between her snowy crotch and his thighs instantly pulled up strands of silver. The pleasure slowed slightly but remained bone-deep and soul-stealing.
Deng Tianyu reached out to grab and hold his master’s pair of plump, fertile breasts. The creamy mounds were heavy and full, perky as bamboo shoots, in the most perfect teardrop shape.
After fucking like this for a while, he felt his master’s anal chamber convulsing and tightening uncontrollably. The nibbling on his shaft was no longer intermittent but continuous waves without pause.
The urge to ejaculate rapidly accumulated. Deng Tianyu hastily bit the tip of his tongue, using the opportunity to let his shaft slip out of his master’s tender asshole.
After calming down for a moment, his waist and abdomen crashed against the round, creamy, springy buttocks again, making crisp sounds of flesh hitting flesh. His dark shaft thrust straight, enjoying the sleeve-like squeezing of the honeyed cave.
“Tianyu, you can already draw inferences. You understand the importance of learning from strengths to offset weaknesses. My teachings were not in vain.”
Seeing her Precious Disciple’s comprehension so high, Ning Wan’s face flushed with excitement, a layer of gorgeous red haze coloring it. Suppressing the joy in her heart, she spoke with a trembling, gratified voice, biting her pearly teeth, her red lips slightly parting:
“Tianyu~ On the path of cultivation, one must guard against arrogance and impatience!”
“Although you quickly cultivated this Body Tempering Technique to the second layer, you are still far from Perfection.”
“Tianyu, you need to continue consolidating your foundation and diligently refine it, striving to reach the next level.”
“I understand, Shizun!”
Deng Tianyu was deeply taught. Following his master’s words, his hard, bulging, scorching shaft thrust into that pink, tender honeyed cave with a sudden, fierce plunge.
The cock, covered in love juices, instantly split open the flower lips, driving straight into the deepest part of the slippery, plump, tightly wrapping, and clinging tender cave!
Slap slap slap–
For a time, the continuous sounds of flesh striking flesh, the squelching sounds of churning juices, and Ning Wan’s suppressed, panting moans merged together.
With the impact of his lower body, her exquisite jade body bounced and jolted continuously. That snow-white, radiant, graceful, and beautiful body seemed as if it were tossed in a wild storm.
Seeing this, Ning Wan felt even more delight and pleasure in her heart.
Her whole body was covered in fragrant sweat, her black hair like a waterfall, shaking wildly. She had both the disheveled, desolate beauty of lewdness and the seductive charm of carnal copulation.
Deng Tianyu held her snowy-white, graceful, and beautiful body, pressing those full, snowy breasts against the stone wall. Her plump, well-proportioned long legs were thrust so her toes lifted off the ground.
The thick, hard, erect shaft was seen deeply sunk into the plump, hairless White Tiger jade mound. The two crisp, red flower lips bulged to the sides. The giant shaft completely disappeared into the tender pink cave.
Two round, creamy, tender snowy peaks were squeezed flat and spilling out…
Deng Tianyu thrust his waist and abdomen, ramming again and again into his master’s naked, spread snowy crotch. Leveraging the support of the wall, the slapping sounds became even deeper and more forceful.
Every stroke thrust without fancy into the tender, tight honeyed cave, churning the incomparably slick tender flesh, dragging out glistening, moist pink flesh.
Foam-like, dripping white cream rained down onto his groin with each thrust or meandered along her snowy, creamy white thighs.
Deng Tianyu thrust harder and fiercer, smashing those snowy-white buttocks red.
His shaft pushed deeper and heavier, and Ning Wan’s toes lifted higher and higher, almost to the point where, impaled on the shaft in her tender cave and pinned against the wall, she would be fucked into suspension.
Warm honeyed fluids gushed from the pink, tender depression in the center of her legs. From the depths of Ning Wan’s throat came a muffled moan, which then turned into long, lewdly seductive, trembling hums.
Watching her Precious Disciple’s tireless vigor, her heart ached a little. Proactively, she turned and embraced Deng Tianyu, comforting him with soft words:
“Tianyu~ Don’t rush… I’m right here with you. Take it slowly!”
As she spoke, her round, snowy buttocks stuck up high, dazzlingly white, moving in rhythm with his shaft thrusting in that snowy flesh, timely working her buttocks to sheathe it.
Her plump, creamy willow waist was taut like a jade bow, and inside her honeyed cavity, she squeezed and bit frantically.
Amidst this tidal wave of tightly clinging, greasy, wrapping, writhing flesh squeezing, Deng Tianyu finally reached his limit.
His shaft began to heat up and throb. A tangible heat stream, like particles, rushed out rapidly. First, it struck her tender flower heart, scorching her palace. Then, from top to bottom, it filled the entire flower path. The scalding thick fluid erupted within the tender, greasy, fine folds.
It burned until the flower path contracted, wrapping around his shaft like a suction cup, making his shaft shoot nonstop, as if intent on squeezing out every last drop of semen before stopping…
“Haah…”
Under the clamping and sleeve-like squeezing of his master’s perked-up buttocks, Deng Tianyu let out a long breath, feeling the earlier restless urgency and the weariness in his heart completely drained away.
At this, Ning Wan also exhaled a breath of turbid air, still holding him tightly. Her soft, moist cherry lips suddenly parted, silver teeth slightly opening.
A fragrant, soft, greasy, sweet, and alluring tender tongue extended, lightly touching his tongue, merging with an aftertaste of lingering subtle fragrance.
After who knows how long, the master and disciple cultivating through the Body Tempering Technique snuggled together and slowly soaked in the relaxing hot spring.
“Tianyu, are you tired?”
Ning Wan gently kissed her Precious Disciple’s lips and asked softly.
“With you here, Shizun, how could I be?”
Deng Tianyu smiled and leaned against the warm Jade Barrier behind him, relaxing.
Although the “Primordial Yang Reflux Art” had already been collected six times tonight, he did not feel the slightest fatigue.
Whether it was his master’s plump, beautiful tender cave or her creamy, pink, tender little asshole, he felt he’d never get tired of fucking them!
“That’s good then!”
“The long night cannot be wasted!”
Ning Wan smiled seductively, the overflowing watery intent in her eyes as if about to drip out.
She gracefully slipped off the Ice Silkworm White Silk stockings from her long, jade-like legs, placed them beside the hot spring, and proactively guided her Precious Disciple to continue their cultivation.
