Deliberately, Zhao Ran first changed direction and walked for a stretch before leading Zhou Yun through a series of twists and turns toward the source of the sounds.
Before long, two indistinct figures became faintly visible amidst the trees.
Just like that, caught completely off guard, Zhou Yun found herself watching a live sex show together with Zhao Ran.
Beneath a large tree, a completely naked young girl was leaning against the trunk with her hands, while a relatively well-dressed young man behind her gripped her pale, tender buttocks, thrusting into her vigorously.
The girl appeared even younger than Wu Dan, seemingly no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. Yet, even from a distance, her skin, smooth and white as solidified fat and flawless jade, shone dazzlingly under the sunlight, a breathtaking sight.
The young man’s face was obscured by the shadows of the green trees, making it difficult to see clearly, but his robe was wide open, revealing a robust, solid chest covered in large beads of sweat. The girl’s body was also glistening with a fine layer of perspiration; it was evident that their intense session had been going on for quite some time.
As the man thrust forcefully, he caressed the girl’s snow-white back, seeming to grow more excited with each touch. His hands then wandered to her chest, where he kneaded her pigeon-like breasts fiercely, pinching her pink nipples and flicking them repeatedly with his fingertips.
The girl began to twist her graceful waist incessantly, tilting her small head back as she moaned and cried out. Her childlike voice seemed to beckon the man behind her to torment and ravage her with even greater force.
The man’s hands continued downward. With one hand, he lifted one of her slender, delicate legs, hooking it over his arm. His other hand, positioned just above her flower opening, pinched and rubbed her clitoris incessantly.
This position provided Zhao Ran with a full view. Though the girl lacked the voluptuousness of a mature woman, her figure was exquisitely proportioned—any fuller would have been too plump, any slimmer would have been too thin. Her jade-like breasts resembled a pair of small white bowls inverted on her chest, perfectly sized for a man’s grasp.
With her jade legs pulled apart, her pink flower entrance was fully exposed, allowing him a clear view of the crimson penis wreaking havoc within the tender depths. At her age, the girl’s passage was exceptionally narrow, stretched to its limit by the massive intrusion. The labial folds at the entrance were stretched to the point of losing their color, and a copious amount of white froth had begun to accumulate around the opening.
Already exhausted from bending over against the tree while being penetrated by the man, the girl now struggled to balance on a single leg. Whimpering, she turned her head and pleaded pitifully with the man behind her, “Cousin, I can’t take it anymore.”
The man responded with a cold laugh, lowering her leg. Then, wrapping his arms under her armpits and across her chest, he pulled her backward against his chest, forcing her to stand upright as he continued thrusting into her from behind.
Petite in stature, the girl was forced to stand on her tiptoes as the man pounded into her from behind, her expression one of utter agony.
Zhao Ran’s gaze, however, was fixed on her pert, jade-like breasts. Moments ago, they had hung down gently, swaying with each impact; now, they stood fully erect on her chest, trembling and bouncing up and down in a captivating and adorable manner.
Especially those pink tips, so fresh and tender that one couldn’t help but want to bite them.