Yang Haoran was breathing heavily. Hearing these words, he thrust his hips forward, forcefully driving his cock deep into Xiao Shaowanβs tender pussy, reaching all the way to her core. Then, he slowed his pace. With each thrust, he asked discontentedly, βHow come I didnβt know?β
βMmmph~β Xiao Shaowan let out a seductive moan from the impact. Her small, rosy mouth slightly parted as she spoke slowly: βMaster~~ mmm~~ you forgot~~ mmmph~~ you werenβt~~ mmm~~ at~~ school~~ mmmph~~ last week~~β
βHah~~ huff~~ Wanβnu~~ is your master fucking you~~ does it feel good~~ huff~~ I feel~~ your slutty pussy~~ is just like your little mouth~~ huff~~ biting~~ my cock~~.β
Panting heavily, Yang Haoran spoke while one hand crept up from under Xiao Shaowanβs beige top, tracing along the girlβs smooth, pale abdomen until it encountered two towering peaks. His large hand pushed the girlβs bra up, splaying his fingers to just barely grasp her soft, plump white rabbit, and began kneading.
βMmm, ahhh~~ it feels good~~ Master~~ mmmph~~ fucking Wanβnu~~ feels so good~~ mmm~~ mmm~~ Wanβnu~~ likes~~ Master~~ fucking me~~ mmm~~ mmm~ my~~ slutty pussy~~ mmmph~~ being fucked by Master~~ ooh~~ is~~ my honor~~ mmmph~~β
Xiao Shaowanβs face was flushed crimson. Faced with Yang Haoranβs blatantly lewd and vulgar words, she still felt very unaccustomed to it. But to satisfy his psychological needs, she forced herself to endure the inner shyness and obediently spoke along.
Her sensitive breasts were being kneaded by Yang Haoranβs large hand. Xiao Shaowanβs charming face, covered in a spring tide of passion, showed no dissatisfaction. Instead, she slightly lowered her waist, letting her breasts hang like droplets of water from her chest, allowing him to carefully appreciate the sensation of her breasts.
Except for being no match for Yang Mengyao in their class, she was quite confident that her breasts were inferior to no one elseβs.
The feeling of the soft, full, young maiden breasts was, needless to say, incredibly soft, as if they were made of water. Yang Haoranβs large hand vigorously grabbed, squeezed, and kneaded, his fingers sinking deeply into the snow-white breast flesh. As he kneaded, they continuously changed into various shapes.
Although they were a size smaller than his younger sister Yaoyaoβs enormous breasts, one hand could still only just manage to hold them. In terms of feel, they were in no way inferior to his sisterβs massive breasts. Yang Haoranβs palm exerted force as he grabbed and squeezed, as if kneading a plump lump of dough. The soft, young maiden breasts had a delicate, Q-textured, springy feel that was utterly captivating.
Yang Haoran pinched and ground the pink, tender nipples of the young girl with his thumb and index finger. His hips maintained a neither fast nor slow pace as he steadily thrust in and out of Xiao Shaowanβs tender pussy. Waves of pleasure rushed from his lower body straight to his brain. He wore an expression of enjoyment, feeling utterlyη εΏ«ζ·ζΌ (carefree and joyous). Maintaining this slow thrusting rhythm for a slight rest, he then asked: βBesides that senior, how many people have confessed to you this semester?β
Xiao Shaowanβs naked body was glistening with sweat, her fair skin flushed with the redness of one who has just experienced passion. Yang Haoranβs current rhythm was just right. As she felt her lower body being penetrated once again, the fiery hot cock scalding and roasting the soft flesh of her tender pussy, she let out a soft moan. One hand moved back from the railing as she brushed the stray strands of hair from her forehead back behind her ear and answered: βMmm~~ mmm~~ Wanβnu~~ hasnβt counted~~ probably more than ten~~ mmm~~ last semester~~ there were more~~ mmmph~~ Wanβnu~~ rejected them all~~ mmm~~ and there was also~~ Xu Liang~~ mmm mmm~~β
βXu Liang?β
Yang Haoran was somewhat surprised. Even a poor student like him was thunderstruck by this name. Xu Liang was a prominent figure since entering the school, his academic performance long holding the top position in the gradeβa veritable top among top students. His appearance was even more handsome and dashing, with a temperate disposition, treating others with graceful courtesy. Anyone who saw him couldn’t help but praise him as a handsome youth.
Xu Liang was even revered as the school heartthrob by a large number of love-struck girls at school.
Yang Haoran didnβt feel his looks were inferior to the otherβs, but compared to Xu Liang, he, a poor student, was rather unknown within the school. However, relying on his handsome features, regardless of grades, there were still some infatuated girls who liked him.
His impression of Xu Liang wasnβt bad; after all, who could dislike a handsome, mild-mannered young man without any grudges?
βHow did he come to like you?β
Fucking another manβs goddessβthis feeling felt incredibly good to Yang Haoran. And since the other party was not a nobody, it excited him even more. Yang Haoran twisted his hips and slammed hard into Xiao Shaowanβs pert buttocks. The waves of her buttocks rose and fell as his thick cock plunged deep between the two pink tender labia. Drops of glistening love fluid splashed out, appearing extremely licentious. As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized he had asked a stupid question.
Given Xiao Shaowanβs looks, it was hard for a youthful young man to resist. Otherwise, he wouldnβt have chosen Xiao Shaowan as his test subject back then, because he also liked this type.
Xiao Shaowan felt her lower body being penetrated anew by Yang Haoranβs thick cock and let out a muffled groan. She held onto the railing with both hands, arching her buttocks back toι ε (cooperate with) his thrusts, rocking back and forth. She said: βWanβnuβ¦ mmmphβ¦ used to run into him oftenβ¦ mmm~~ after a while he took the initiative~~ hmph~~ mmm~~ to strike up a conversation with Wanβnu~~ thatβs how we met~~ ooh~~ Wanβnu~~ mmm mmm~~ knew he was~~ mmmph~~ deliberately creating chance encounters~~ mmmph~ ah~~ it hurts~~ lighter~~ Master~~β
At the end, Xiao Shaowan suddenly felt a sharp pain shoot through her sensitive breasts and let out a cry of agony. It felt as if her breasts were about to be crushed; the pain was unbearable. Yang Haoranβs large hand, fingers splayed, dug fiercely into the pale breast flesh, the overflowing flesh nearly submerging his fingers.
A slightly cold tone came from behind her.
βYou knew, and yet you still accepted his advances.β
βMaster~β A slight pain showed between Xiao Shaowanβs brows. Her face looked wronged as she said meekly: βCould you be gentler? Wanβnuβs breasts belong to Master, and they must be saved to provide milk for Masterβs children in the future.β
These words of submission, even though Yang Haoran knew she was deliberately saying them, were pleasant to his ears. So he relaxed his fingers, gently caressing the full, soft young maiden breasts, pinching and grinding the pink nipples with two fingers.
βThat was last semester. At that time, Wanβnu had not yet submitted to Master. The chance encountersβ¦ he himself admitted it after he confessed to Wanβnu. Before that, Wanβnu didnβt know.β
Xiao Shaowan felt the hand violently gripping her breast relax and begin to caress it. She breathed a sigh of relief inwardly and hurriedly explained.
In fact, regarding the chance encounters, once or twice was fine, but frequently running into someone so often in such a large campusβshe wasnβt stupid, so she naturally guessed he was doing it on purpose.
However, when he confessed, he had indeed bared his heart to her and also spoke of the hardships of deliberately creating so many chance encounters to see her. It just so happened that a few days before that, her mother had been hospitalized after a car accident. Lost in grief and despair, she naturally had no mood to deal with romantic feelings.
One could only say that Xu Liangβs timing was off. If it had been under normal circumstances, she might have agreed,ζ―η« (after all) he was truly outstanding and handsome.
Later, the rejected Xu Liang did not give up pursuing her; he just went from doing it openly to covertly. And by that time, she had already encountered theιͺ (evil).