“It must be so hard to maintain that pure and innocent image in class all the time! You little bitch.”
Yang Haoran used two fingers to pry apart the sides of Xiao Shaowan’s secluded valley. The vulva between her legs was full and plump, with two enticing, delicate, and moist labia. Dots of lewd nectar adorned the area, and the narrow, pink entrance to her little hole, about the size of an index finger, glistened with a wet sheen.
It looked incredibly wet and tight at a glance. Any man who saw Xiao Shaowan’s beautiful, pink, enticing pussy would probably yearn to step forward and taste it with his mouth, like an exquisite dishβperfect in color, aroma, and flavor.
“I⦔ Xiao Shaowan pursed her lips, hesitating to speak. She had intended to say that she was originally a traditional and conservative girl, that she rejected the flirtatious advances in class and put on that cold, aloof facade not out of feminineηζ (jΔ«nchΓ, restraint/modesty), but to protect herself, to make those boys back off.
But when she recalled the shameful scenes she had displayed in front of himβincluding the humiliation of being trained like a bitch, chained with a dog collar, learning to bark like a dog in an abandoned, deserted factory, shaking her butt, and licking mushy food from a plateβ¦
With those vivid training experiences clear in her mind, what justification did she have in front of him?
Smack!
Yang Haoran suddenly slapped Xiao Shaowan’s peach-shaped, snow-white buttocks, sending waves of flesh rippling. He teased laughingly, “At a time like this, what should you call me? One mistake, and you get your spanked once.”
Xiao Shaowan bit her pearly white teeth, her voice trembling. “Master!”
Smack! A sharp slapping sound echoed on the rooftop. “Wrong answer!”
“Husband!”
Smack!
“Haoranβ¦ classmate.”
Smack! Smack!
“Considering you performed quite well earlier, I’ll give you a hint. What should you call me when you’re getting your spanked?” Yang Haoran asked with great interest.
“Daβ¦ Daddy!”
Xiao Shaowan’s face flushed crimson. For some reason, after shouting those two words buried deep in her childhood heartβa void she had feltβshe felt no shame within, but instead a sense of long-lost satisfaction.
A mix of excitement, satisfaction, and depravity rose within her, as if the man behind her was truly her biological father.
As if he were spanking her to educate the little girl in her heart when she was disobedient.
Hearing Xiao Shaowan’s call of “Daddy,” the intense stimulation made Yang Haoran’s face flush red. Unable to restrain the devil inside him, he slapped Xiao Shaowan’s pink buttocks twice smack smack, venting his inner excitement, and shouted, “Who is your daddy? Say it again.”
Xiao Shaowan endured the pain in her bottom and, in the tone of a daughter, said coquettishly and bashfully, “Daddyβ¦ don’t hit me anymoreβ¦ it hurts⦔
Yang Haoran pretended to use a stern tone and interrogated, “Have you been dating any male students at school?”
“Daddyβ¦ your daughter hasn’t!” Xiao Shaowan answered haltingly, her obedient appearance utterly tantalizing.
“Then have any male classmates been pursuing my precious daughter?” Yang Haoran asked, stroking her crimson buttocks as ifεΏηΌ (xΔ«ntΓ©ng,εΏηΌ, aching for her) like a father, then changing his phrasing.
“Yes!”
“Why are they pursuing you?”
“Probably because they think your daughter is prettyβ¦ They want your daughter to be their girlfriend.”
“What do they want you to be their girlfriend for?”
“To show off to other male classmatesβ¦ andβ¦ andβ¦ they want to fuck your daughter.”
Xiao Shaowan played along very cooperatively in this question-and-answer “father-daughter” exchange, seeming to also find satisfaction in this simple paternal communication.
Yang Haoran was highly interested in this father-daughter topic. Hearing Xiao Shaowan’s answers made him even more excited, and he couldn’t help but command, “Start shaking your butt.”
After Xiao Shaowan began shaking her tender, pink, pert bottom, he pretended to worry, “Daughter, you’re so beautiful, especially that little mouth down belowβpink, tender, and dewy. Even Daddy finds it very appealing. No wonder those male classmates want to fuck you.”
Xiao Shaowan said grievance, “Daddy, do you also want to fuck your daughter?”
“So what does my daughter think? Is she willing to be fucked by Daddy?” Yang Haoran said this while unable to resist pulling down his pants. He held his thick, hard, burning large cock, and the glans rubbed against his “daughter’s” delicate entrance.
“Daddy!” Feeling the scorching heat against her private parts, Xiao Shaowan’s heart trembled. Biting her lip, she shuddered and said, “Your daughter is willing! Daddy, please fuck me.”
At this point, Yang Haoranεθ (fΗn’Γ©r, instead) wasn’t in such a hurry anymore. He put on a act and refused, “But wouldn’t that be incest?” Xiao Shaowan wasζ°εΎηηηη (qΓ¬ dΓ© yΓ‘ yΗng yΗng de, so angry her teeth itched), but hearing the word “incest” felt incredibly stimulating. With a look of longing, she said, “Daddy, your daughter is a slut. If you don’t fuck me, sooner or later my slutty pussy will be fucked by other male classmates.”
“Daddyβ¦ I beg you, fuck meβ¦ your daughter would rather be Daddy’s bitch than be fucked by male classmates.” Xiao Shaowan spoke excitedly, her fair, delicate body trembling slightly, her pert bottom sticking out even more, full and curved, swaying gently.
Seeing Xiao Shaowan’s enticing, swaying pink buttocks and hearing her excited, lewd words, even Yang Haoran had to secretly admire her acting skillsβshe was truly a seductress.
Hearing his “daughter’s” enthusiastic invitation, Yang Haoran could no longer hold back. He held onto Xiao Shaowan’s smooth,η»θ » (xΓ¬nΓ¬, fine/delicate) waist with both hands. Her daughter’s full labia had become extremely slippery from the arousal fluids, and the entrance was continuously opening, closing, and squirming, secreting nectar.
He forcefully thrust his cock into her opening and closing hole, which was filled with a mixture of her juices and anticipation.
Xiao Shaowan threw her head back, her eyes wide open. A tearθ«ε (mΓ²mΓng, inexplicably) flowed from the corner of her eye, tracing down her cheek, as she let out a satisfied, delicate, and sweet cry:
“Ahβ¦ mmphβ¦ Daddy~~”
Yang Haoran held her slender waist tightly, pulling her hands away from their support on the railing. As Xiao Shaowan turned her head to look at him with dazed, beautiful eyes, he said softly, “Mmβ¦ Daddy’s here.”
Then he rudely and fiercely kissed his daughter’s fresh and delectable cherry lips. His hungry, coarse tongue pried open Xiao Shaowan’s silver teeth, engaging in an intense, passionate entanglement with her slippery, pink, fragrant tongue.
The naked hips and buttocks of the “father and daughter” pressed tightly together, leaving not a trace of gap, fused into one.
Yang Haoran had never seen Xiao Shaowan so proactive before. It was as if she wanted to drown in their French kiss; her slippery little tongue tightlyηΌ η» (chΓ‘nrΓ o, entwined/wrapped around) his own, desperately seeking his saliva. Like two mating spirit snakes, they flipped, twisted, and tangled together, entwined as ifθͺζ» (shΓ¬sΗ, unto death).
Graduallyβ¦ even Yang Haoran began to feel a sense of suffocation. He quietly opened his eyes and was startled. He saw that Xiao Shaowan’s exquisite, fair face was already flushed red from holding her breath, her trembling eyelashes tightly knit together.