Even after releasing endless floods of his hot, thick essence deep inside her, Jun Hao did not withdraw or give her even a moment to recover. He stood over her limp, exhausted body, looking down at the mess of pleasure he had made of her. But soon, a new wave of desire surged through him; he needed to change the position, to see her face, to look into her eyes while he took her, and to use the other entrance that was now wide open and aching for him.

He reached down, grabbing Mei Ling by her waist and shoulders, and roughly turned her small body over until she lay flat on her back, facing him directly. Her eyes were still half-lidded, her mind floating in a daze, barely conscious, completely at his mercy. Her legs fell open naturally, spreading wide, revealing her pussy—now gaping, swollen, glistening wet, and stretched loose from all the use it had endured earlier, open wide and ready to be filled again.

Jun Hao stood between her legs, looking down at his own manhood. It was true; he had just released everything inside her, yet his member remained huge, thick, and heavy. It had softened only slightly, still massive in size, veins still prominent and throbbing faintly, far larger and harder than any normal man could ever achieve. To him, this was nothing but a sign that he was far from done, that his hunger for her was limitless.

Without hesitation or preparation, he stepped forward and pressed the broad, heavy head of his cock right against her wet, open entrance. He pushed forward, and with ease, his gigantic length slid right inside her slippery passage, sinking deep into her vagina until he was buried fully to the very root. Even though she was open and ready, his size still filled her completely, stretching her walls wide, pressing heavily against every sensitive spot inside her.

As soon as he was sheathed deep within her, he leaned his whole body forward, crushing her small frame beneath his weight. Immediately, his mouth crashed down onto hers, devouring her lips with a hunger far more ravenous and desperate than before. He kissed her wildly, greedily, and passionately, his tongue forcing its way deep inside her mouth, tangling with hers, sucking and licking every inch as if he wanted to swallow her breath and soul entirely. He consumed her mouth without mercy, drinking in every little sound and taste she had to offer.

At the same time, his hands began their ruthless work, attacking her body from both ends simultaneously.

His RIGHT HAND reached up and locked firmly onto one of her small, soft breasts. He wrapped his large fingers completely around the tender flesh, squeezing it hard, crushing it flat in his grip. Then his thumb and forefinger found her small, pink nipple—already hard and sensitive—and he began to pinch, twist, roll, and pluck at it relentlessly. He kneaded and stirred the soft mound violently, pulling and tugging the sensitive peak until it stood erect and swollen, abusing her chest with rough, possessive force that sent sharp sparks of pleasure straight to her core.

Meanwhile, his LEFT HAND traveled down between their joined bodies, finding the tight ring of her back entrance. Her anus was still sensitive and loose from earlier, but still incredibly tight. He pressed his thick fingers against it, pushing past the resistance, and shoved four fingers deep inside that narrow, forbidden hole all at once. He buried his hand knuckle-deep inside her rectum, stretching it wide open again, and began to stir, dig, twist, and thrash wildly within her. He curled his fingers to scrape against her inner walls, pumping his hand in and out in a brutal rhythm, ravaging her back passage while his cock destroyed her front one, filling her completely from both sides.

This double assault was too much for her to bear.

Mei Ling, lying beneath him, her body completely overwhelmed, could do nothing else but surrender to the endless waves of pleasure crashing over her. She couldn’t speak, couldn’t beg, couldn’t move; her body simply reacted on its own, driven purely by sensation. Ejaculation followed ejaculation, one after another, never stopping. Every time the pleasure peaked, her body released a fresh gush of sweet nectar, flowing out in streams, soaking the sheets and his skin.

And every single time she climaxed, something incredible happened deep inside her. Her womb and vaginal walls would spasm violently, clenching and pulsing rapidly, squeezing and milking his massive cock with incredible, rhythmic force. Her inner muscles gripped him tight, massaging his length, pulsing hard against him, trying to drain him dry with every release.

The more she came, the harder her insides squeezed him. The tighter she gripped him, the more intense the feeling became for Jun Hao. This sensation was like fuel poured onto fire. Every time her body clamped down around him, every time she milked him from within, his desire reignited instantly. His cock, which had only been half-hard, began to swell and pulse again, growing harder, thicker, and stiffer by the second, fueled entirely by the way her body responded to him.

"Ah! Yes! That’s it! Squeeze me! Milk me like that!" Jun Hao groaned heavily, his voice thick with lust. "Every time you cum, your insides grab me so tight... it makes me burn all over again! You make me hard again just by reacting to me! You were born just to squeeze my cock like this, weren’t you?!"

Fully re-energized, his manhood now rigid and throbbing violently once more, Jun Hao snapped. He lost all remaining restraint and began to pound her with a ferocity that was even more savage, sadistic, and wild than before.

He pulled his heavy length almost all the way out, then slammed back in with crushing force, driving deep into her womb, hitting her deepest, most sensitive spot over and over again. He set a rhythm that was brutal, fast, and merciless, hammering her small body relentlessly, bouncing her up and down on the bed with every powerful thrust.

His hands did not slow down either; if anything, they became even more violent. He twisted and pinched her nipple harder, nearly bruising the tender flesh, while his other hand moved faster and deeper inside her back passage, his four fingers digging and stirring her insides with a chaotic, rough motion that made her whole body jerk and convulse.

He was destroying her completely: pounding her front hole furiously, hand-fucking her back hole wildly, crushing her breasts, and devouring her mouth—all at the same time, all in a frenzy of pure, unrestrained lust.

Mei Ling was trapped in a storm of sensation, her body shaking, twitching, and erupting in endless orgasms, her fluids flowing non-stop, her inner muscles gripping him tighter and harder with every second, while Jun Hao used her, abused her, and enjoyed every inch of her to the absolute limit, turning her body into nothing more than his personal playground of endless, intense pleasure.