From the very beginning, Mei Ling had been lying flat on the bed, her small body completely pinned and trapped beneath him, unable to move an inch. She had been in this position for so long, her limbs heavy, her mind long gone, yet her body never stopped reacting—never stopped trembling, never stopped shaking, never stopped erupting in wave after wave of endless, relentless climax. Orgasm followed orgasm without a single break, one crashing over her immediately after the last, her body unable to contain or hold back the overwhelming pleasure flooding through her veins. Every time the sensation peaked, her sweet, hot nectar shot out from her in powerful, forceful bursts, gushing and spraying out in thick streams that soaked the sheets, the mattress, and everything around her, only for her body to build up and release again, over and over, endless and unstoppable.

Jun Hao remained buried deep inside her back entrance the entire time—his massive, thick, heavy manhood fully sheathed within her tiny, tight ring of muscle, splitting her open wide and filling her rectum completely to the very root. His shaft was huge, rigid, and throbbing violently, veins bulging all along its length, the broad, swollen head pressing deep against her most sensitive inner places, stretching her narrow passage far beyond its natural limit. He was not inside her soft, wet pussy; he was spearing deep into her forbidden, tightest hole, the place that gripped him harder, hotter, and tighter than anything else, clamping around his veiny sides with a strength that drove him absolutely wild.

He did not stop moving, did not pause for breath, did not give her body even a second to rest. He pounded upward and forward with brutal, relentless force, driving his heavy rod in and out of her tight, clutching heat in a furious, savage rhythm. Every thrust dragged his rough flesh against her sensitive inner walls, every withdrawal pulled at her tiny ring until it stretched to its very limit, every slam back home pushed deeper than before, forcing her to accept every inch of his enormous size.

And while he ravaged her from behind, his hands worked relentlessly to torture and pleasure every other part of her small, helpless form.

His right hand crushed and kneaded her soft breasts, squeezing them flat, twisting and pulling her hard, swollen nipples roughly, abusing her tender chest without mercy even though she lay completely limp and unresponsive beneath him.

His left hand was buried deep inside her pussy—all five fingers shoved fully into her wet, gaping entrance, stirring, twisting, and digging violently inside her, stretching her wide open and ravaging her insides ruthlessly. He moved his hand in time with his thrusts, filling her completely, making sure every single part of her was being used and abused all at once.

His face was pressed close to hers, his mouth locked over hers, sucking and devouring her tongue as it lolled helplessly out, drinking in her breath and taste as if he wanted to consume her entirely.

But what drove him to absolute madness was how both their bodies reacted—how pleasure poured out endlessly from both of them.

Mei Ling lay there, eyes rolled back, mind completely gone, body twitching and jerking in constant, violent spasms. Orgasm after orgasm tore through her, and every time it hit, her inner muscles clamped down so hard around his cock that it felt like she was trying to crush him. Her tight ring squeezed and milked his shaft with incredible power, pulsing rapidly, gripping him tighter and harder each time. And with every single climax, her sweet fluid shot out from her in powerful, forceful jets—squirting and spraying out in thick streams that gushed everywhere, soaking everything completely, proof that she was feeling pleasure so intense it could not be held back, released again and again in endless bursts.

Jun Hao himself was completely lost in the sensation, his body burning with uncontrollable heat and need. He could feel exactly when he reached his own peak—his cock swelled even larger, growing harder and heavier than ever before, throbbing violently and jerking uncontrollably deep inside her. His balls drew up tight and heavy, muscles tensing all over his body, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. And then, with a roar of pure pleasure, he erupted.

Thick, hot, white essence shot out from him in powerful, explosive bursts, firing deep inside her rectum in endless, heavy streams. It poured out in huge amounts, pumping deep and hard, shooting out wave after wave without stopping, filling her completely until she was overflowing. He felt it gush from him, spurting and spraying deep within her, his body shaking and convulsing as he released everything he had, again and again, unable to stop himself. The sensation of his own seed pouring out in endless jets, mixed with the feeling of her body squeezing and milking every drop out of him, and her own fluids gushing and spraying out continuously, made the whole moment a blinding, overwhelming rush of pure, endless pleasure.

He kept going even through his release, pounding her harder and faster, forcing every drop of his essence deep inside her, while she kept squirting and spasming around him, both of them lost in a cycle where pleasure never ended, where fluids poured out in endless, powerful bursts, where he destroyed her body completely and used her until there was nothing left, again and again, forever.