CHAPTER 244: CHAPTER 244

"Oh, no, no way, quickly put me down, I can’t." Bai Qiqi struggled to avoid Wu Song’s fingers from probing, while trying to get down.

But struggling made it worse; Wu Song’s rod pressed more fiercely, causing her heart to tremble and a tingling numbness to spread through her body.

She had to hurriedly lift her hips, clenching Wu Song’s fingers, preventing him from touching her buttocks, while pulling out Wu Song’s rod a little, not letting it go too deep.

But with her legs wrapped around Wu Song’s waist and arms looped around Wu Song’s neck, her voluptuous breasts presented themselves to Wu Song’s face.

The tender flesh of her breasts was close at hand, like cherries offered at Wu Song’s mouth.

Wu Song indulged without reservation, opening his mouth and sucking on them.

"Ah..."

Bai Qiqi moaned softly, waves of tingling spreading from her cherry, causing her secret place to itch and twitch.

Feeling uncomfortable, wanting Wu Song to thrust.

Bai Qiqi was really about to cry, Wu Song had overwhelmed her completely, leaving her no choice but to surrender.

"You’re going to kill me," Bai Qiqi sighed, holding Wu Song’s head, letting him feast on her cherries.

In a moment, Bai Qiqi’s delicate body was trembling, her secret place spasming, seemingly on the brink of climax again.

Wu Song supported Bai Qiqi’s upturned buttocks, thrusting forcefully.

Making a resounding noise.

With just over a dozen thrusts, Bai Qiqi moaned loudly, with her secret place and butt tightening and contracting.

Her whole being clung to Wu Song tightly, as if fainting, collapsing limply, "Really going to die, you can’t keep doing this, if you do more, I’ll really die..."

Bai Qiqi lay in Wu Song’s arms, weakly murmuring.

Wu Song held Bai Qiqi’s upturned buttocks, his firm rod thrusting again a dozen times, then giving a strong surge, breaking past the second barrier, hitting the third heart of desire, the rod’s tip quivering, spurting out a rich stream of Yang Essence.

Accurately striking Bai Qiqi’s heart of desire.

The limp Bai Qiqi suddenly shivered, her skin blushing as fragrant sweat spread across her body.

Inexplicably, her weak body blossomed with power, becoming lively and energetic.

Soon her whole being was radiant, glowing with enticing tenderness.

"What happened? It’s like I won’t die after all?" Bai Qiqi opened her eyes, staring at Wu Song in surprise.

Wu Song smiled proudly, "With me here, you think you could die?"

Bai Qiqi complained softly, "It’s because of you that I almost got killed."

"No, I pretended to kill you, but I’d bring you back to life again. Screw dead then screw alive, now that’s talent." Wu Song said proudly.

Bai Qiqi laughed through tears, "What kind of logic is that?"

"Just ask if you enjoyed it," Wu Song grinned mischievously.

Bai Qiqi had to admit, she really did enjoy it.

"We are supposed to sign a contract, can’t keep doing this, right?" Bai Qiqi said helplessly.

Wu Song laughed, "Alright then, since you said so, let me fulfill your wish."

After finishing his words, Wu Song placed Bai Qiqi on the bed, held her legs, and slowly withdrew his rod.

With a pop.

The rod, stark naked, glistening red, steaming with heat, radiated with ferocity.

Bai Qiqi looked on in awe again.

It was astonishingly powerful.

Suddenly, she felt something seep out from her secret place, hastily covering it, feeling a sticky slipperiness, while her secret mouth remained slightly open, not immediately closing.

Clearly it had been ravaged enough by Wu Song’s fierce rod.

Bai Qiqi hurriedly took some tissues to wipe herself clean, then covered her groin and rushed into the bathroom, crouching over the toilet, letting go and squeezing, finally sighing with relief, getting up to shower.

While showering, she felt someone approaching from behind.

Upon turning around she saw Wu Song, swinging his rod casually as he walked over.

Frightened, she instinctively stepped back, nervously saying, "Are you serious? You want more?"

Wu Song grinned maliciously, "What? Can’t I?"

Bai Qiqi hurriedly waved her hands, "No, no way, I really can’t anymore."

Wu Song chuckled, deliberately approaching her, indicating she turn around and stick out her buttocks.

Bai Qiqi shrank her butt pleadingly, "No way, I really can’t handle it anymore, I’m begging you, brother, good brother, I’m begging you!"

Without further ado, Wu Song grabbed Bai Qiqi, turned her around, and let her stick out her butt, then started to rub her back.

Bai Qiqi tensed up, waiting for Wu Song’s forceful rod, only to receive Wu Song’s gentle strokes.

Making her curious and unexpected.

"You’re rubbing my back?" Bai Qiqi asked suspiciously.

"Of course, what else? Rub your butt?" Wu Song’s hand went down her back to Bai Qiqi’s hips; under the warm water, the flesh appeared even smoother and softer.

His fingers slipped archly into the crack, exploring the small butt.

Bai Qiqi let out a soft cry, quickly clenching her butt to evade.

Wu Song stopped teasing her, helping her cleanse her back.

Bai Qiqi relaxed a bit, enjoying Wu Song’s cleansing, his technique skillful, genuinely comfortable, more like a massage than cleansing.

Leaving Bai Qiqi somewhat lost in the moment, reluctant to stop, wishing Wu Song would keep cleansing.

While cleansing, Wu Song’s hands traveled to her buttocks and thighs, rubbing the cleft and the leg seams.

"Oh..."

Bai Qiqi moaned softly, feeling the roots of her thighs tingle with numbness and ache.

His fingers brushed against her soft abalone, as waves of heat began to surge.

Making her recently composed secret place tremble, releasing nectar.

"No, no more."

Wu Song’s fingers tried to enter her secret place; Bai Qiqi woke up, quickly grabbing Wu Song’s hand, then swiftly rinsed off, took a towel to wipe her body.

Wu Song smiled, stopped teasing Bai Qiqi, simply rinsed and took a towel, drying himself as he walked out.

Bai Qiqi took a blow dryer to dry her hair before starting to get dressed.

Her fair and alluring body was gradually covered.

But her panties were still damp, wetting from her previous emissions.

Not fully dried even now.

Bai Qiqi wanted to take them off and dry them.

But Wu Song was watching, and she felt ashamed, embarrassed to take them off.

Bai Qiqi bit her lip, resisting the urge to remove them, put on her dress, her hair cascading, returning to being an untouchable Kyoto socialite, admirable but unplayable.

Wu Song smiled smugly, seeing how he managed to strip such a Kyoto socialite naked, and have her plead, was undoubtedly a man’s grand success.

Bai Qiqi dressed up, then looked at Wu Song.

Wu Song was still stark naked, swaggering, making her laugh cryingly, "Aren’t you going to? Print the contract."

"Do I have to?" Wu Song smiled, "Can’t you do it yourself?"

Bai Qiqi was stunned, apparently, she certainly could.

But she assumed Wu Song would accompany her.

"Won’t you come with me? Aren’t you afraid something might happen?" Bai Qiqi coyly walked in front of Wu Song, shaking his arm.

Her hand accidentally slapped against Wu Song’s rod.

"Whoa." Wu Song hissed softly.

Bai Qiqi was startled too, quickly lowering her head to check, Wu Qing seized the opportunity to hold Bai Qiqi’s head, pressing the rod tip into Bai Qiqi’s small mouth.