CHAPTER 8

“—Ughh ... "Pfft!" A torrent of love juice gushed from her honeypot, spraying out from between her fingers and palms, splashing in all directions. The intense contractions of her vagina created incredible pressure on the fluid, sending it flying several meters outwards, leaving countless tiny droplets on the living room floor, furniture, and even the walls, emitting a sweet, pungent, and overpowering female odor.

"Ahahaha♥...fuck...so good!" Dizzy and still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, Zhao Yutong laughed foolishly, shaking her head. Her brain had completely melted from the intense pleasure, leaving her only able to mutter to herself, expressing her feelings in the most straightforward and concise way. After a while, she lowered her head slowly, her unfocused pupils gradually focusing, but she didn't regain much of the usual arrogance and shrewdness of "Zhao Yutong." Instead, she exuded a decadent and lewd aura, a vulgarity she hadn't even displayed before.

"Hehe...this bitch's body is fucking amazing...big tits, intense pleasure, and more importantly...such a strong sex drive♥" Her small hand climbed onto the huge breasts that still bore teeth marks. This time, Zhao Yutong didn't roughly rub them, but carefully stroked them as if playing with a work of art, while giggling, "Haha...I just had an orgasm, and I already feel like I want to go again right away...but no rush, let me rest for a while and see what this bitch's memory is like. She might know when that slut I saw that day, her own mother, will be back...uh..." With her other hand on her head, Zhao Yutong closed her eyes with a wicked smile, as if she was "recalling" something. A moment later, she opened her eyes in astonishment. Her gaze was no longer filled with mere lewdness, but with an incredulous disbelief.

"Impossible… I already climaxed, so why haven't I gained this body's memories? No… no, that's not just memories…"

"Her soul… where did her soul go? This body only has my soul! Damn it, where is it hiding—"

" …Are you looking for me, you pervert who takes over someone's body and immediately starts masturbating without a care in the world?"

"—Uh?!" A voice identical to Zhao Yutong's, with a mocking tone that was three parts annoyance and seven parts teasing, rang in Zhao Yutong's ears, startling her! However, before she could turn her head to look in the direction of the voice—

"—Ugh?!" Zhao Yutong suddenly felt something grab her shoulder—not her "body's" shoulder, but her "soul's" shoulder! "Alright, I've seen enough—get out of my body and behave yourself!" The next second—an irresistible **** came from his shoulder, and Zhao Yutong's—the soul of the man possessing Zhao Yutong's body was brutally "torn" from his body and **** to leave! "Ahhhhhh!" The mental torment of the separation of soul and flesh made him scream shrilly, his filthy soul almost curling up in instinctive self-protection. But before he could do so, the "hand" gripping his shoulder forcibly turned him, making him look in the direction the "hand" came from! "Don't think you're the only one who knows such methods, you disgusting and lewd thief." Another Zhao Yutong—the "real" Zhao Yutong's soul—was in front of the man, staring at him with a dangerous smile, making his hair—if he had a body—stand on end.

"You, you, you—how could you do that too?!" The man screamed incoherently, subconsciously examining the "body" of Zhao Yutong's soul in front of him. However, the next second, he was so terrified he wanted to gouge out his own unruly eyeballs—his gaze swept downwards, naturally landing on Zhao Yutong's crotch, and there… a fleshy dragon, perhaps thicker than his thin arm, stood proudly erect from Zhao Yutong's crotch, displaying its majesty and strength before the man, forming a stark contrast with his insignificant penis, making him subconsciously feel his dignity utterly shattered!

"Ah! You, you, you, you—how could you have something like this?!" One after another, things beyond a man's "common sense" filled him with terror, and he could only subconsciously ask the question that was on his mind. "Heh, so you're only allowed to have this crude, low-quality thing—calling it a penis is an insult to a man—but I'm not allowed to have such a big one?" Zhao Yutong sneered, looking down at the man.

"Let me tell you the truth—if I hadn't suddenly decided to try what it felt like to be possessed, do you think you'd have the ability to control my body? Hmm?" Indeed, the man's ability to use "Zhao Yutong's" body for unrestrained masturbation was entirely due to the current Zhao Yutong's "gift"—the moment she saw the man's soul crawl out of Zhao Yutong's, she immediately realized that this man likely possessed some kind of possession ability similar to her own. Zhao Yutong initially wanted to resist. However, still somewhat frightened, by the time she reacted, the man's soul had already entered her body, making resistance difficult. If she were to forcibly seize control, Zhao Yutong didn't think she would lose, but she quickly discovered… the man's soul seemed unable to affect her current soul. He seemed to only know the "method" of possession, but not the process. While possessing her body, his soul failed to "take over" hers, instead "cohabiting" with her within Zhao Yutong's body. This suddenly piqued Zhao Yutong's interest. A thought flashed through her mind—since she was certain this lecherous man's soul couldn't affect hers, why not experience the feeling of being "possessed"? Having finally met a kindred spirit, Zhao Yutong didn't want to miss this rare experience. So, she simply hid her own soul, letting the man play with and ravage her body, sharing in the explosive pleasure and the uncontrollable, wild madness. However , she quickly grew tired of it—this "out-of-control" experience was indeed novel, but in terms of pure pleasure, it wasn't much different from regular masturbation, just a bit more perverse. Moreover, this kind of play wasn't Zhao Yutong's, or rather, Shi Zhi's, cup of tea. Being **** to perform lewd acts she wasn't interested in, Zhao Yutong couldn't derive much pleasure from it. So now... she wanted to take back what was rightfully hers.

"You...you...no, it shouldn't be like this? Your soul should have been 'contaminated' by me when I invaded...invaded your body..." The man seemed still not to understand the situation, his trembling body uttering some amusing words.

"'Pollution'...? So your abilities go beyond just possession?" Zhao Yutong raised an eyebrow, asking with interest. But then she shook her head dismissively, saying, "Whatever, why should I care? Anyway... hehe, your abilities will belong to me later~"

"Whatever your so-called 'pollution' is, you probably can't affect me—after all, the strength of my soul far surpasses that of a despicable and lewd guy like you."

While hiding, Zhao Yutong wasn't just enjoying the pleasure; she was also secretly analyzing why the man's "possession" didn't completely work on her. She quickly came to the answer—her current soul was a product of "half of Shizhi's soul and Lin Wan's boyfriend's soul." In terms of "quality," it was far superior to this withered and weak man. For him, invading her "mountain" was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

"The 'strength' of the soul? What is that?"

"You wouldn't know, and you don't need to know." Zhao Yutong's face revealed a cruel smile as she softly announced, "Because... your soul will soon belong to me too ♥"

As she spoke, she opened her arms with an evil smile, assuming a pose—the man, who had invaded the bodies and souls of countless women with the same feeling as her, immediately understood that she wanted to "possess" his soul!

"Wait, wait! I, we can talk—please, please let me go!"

The man hurriedly tried to stop her, pleading and wailing!

However—

"—too late!"

Zhao Yutong smiled evilly, her soul leaping towards the man, just as he had leaped towards her earlier!

"I'm curious about your ability to 'corrode,' so give me your soul, and your ability, all of it!"

"No, don't come near me—gaaaaa!"

Zhao Yutong's soul transformed into a streak of light, quickly entering the man's soul and disappearing into his corrupted soul!

"Ugh, ugh, ugh!"

The man began to struggle in agony, curling up into a ball, his soul's form trembling violently... However, this horrifying scene didn't last long, just a few seconds later...

"—Ah!"

The man's soul, which had been furrowed in pain, suddenly let out a joyful shout, his curled-up soul relaxing, even a ghostly, eerie smile appearing on his face, as if he had suddenly become quite comfortable.

"The smell is rather awful, but... hmph, this ability is quite interesting."

The man, who had always spoken with an accent, spoke fluently and clearly, but with a seductive quality that was completely at odds with his appearance... After all, the one controlling that mouth was now Zhao Yutong.

The soul of this man who had been tyrannical in Zhao Yutong's body was actually all bark and no bite; Zhao Yutong had completely suppressed his consciousness with almost no effort. However, because this homeless man's soul was so foul, she had absolutely no intention of merging him into her own soul like the original Zhao Yutong... What if she ended up being corrupted by his vulgar and filthy mind? That would be a real loss.

Zhao Yutong simply flipped through his memories, searching for the essence of his possession of Zhao Yutong and his so-called "contamination" ability, and soon found the answer.

"So that's how it is... Just simply and crudely insert your hand into someone else's soul, and then pour your own thoughts in like data transfer to a computer to overwrite the original consciousness? In other words, it's brainwashing..."

The unexpectedly simple method surprised Zhao Yutong, but simple methods usually also mean obvious flaws... The corrupted soul only becomes like the homeless man himself in personality; it will never completely turn her into another person like when she invaded Lin Wan and her boyfriend. Moreover, it's just a simple "contamination" covering the soul, which seems to be easily wiped away, allowing the soul to recover.

"However, this is probably because this guy's soul is so weak, right?" The man lowered his head, grinning disdainfully at his own soul. "Such a pitiful and weak soul is barely enough to brainwash and corrupt others. If it were to actually merge with another soul and attempt assimilation, it's hard to say who would actually assimilate whom... But I'm different~"

Possessing a soul nearly twice the size of a normal person's, his control over his soul was incredibly precise, enough to make more subtle adjustments.

"Anyway, let's try it out first."

The man nodded with a wicked smile, and then...

"—Ugh!"

He groaned in pain, and Zhao Yutong, who had previously entered his soul, suddenly "separated" from it, then immediately turned around—

"Uh... Uh ah?!"

Before the man could react, while his consciousness was still somewhat dazed, Zhao Yutong grinned and directly plunged her hand into his head, beginning to "modify" it!

"Ahhhhhh!"

The man's soul began to emit shrill, painful screams. His soul was being kneaded and molded by Zhao Yutong like a lump of clay. He must have felt his "personality" being altered... Judging from his small eyes, filled with terror and resentment as he stared intently at Zhao Yutong, it was clear.

"Hehe..."

Zhao Yutong didn't care about any of that. She just wanted to test how far she could go using the man's methods. If the man's ability was to coat the possessed soul with a layer of "brainwashing," then what she could do was completely transform the other person's soul, meticulously modifying every detail to perfection, completely tailored to her needs.

Even the emaciated, disgusting appearance of this man who was just a homeless man in life could be modified by Zhao Yutong... However, she couldn't be bothered with this stinking man; it was simply because his appearance disgusted her.

"Gah...uh...hiss..."

Amidst the man's painful groans and cries, he—or rather, his soul—completely changed. The features on the humanoid soul's face gradually faded and disappeared, completely erasing any distinguishing characteristics. Its ridiculous little penis was disgustedly shoved into its soul by Zhao Yutong, leaving its groin smooth, devoid of both male genitalia and female genitalia, exhibiting an asexual nature.

Furthermore, its torso and arms, due to Zhao Yutong's churning within its "brain," gradually lost their distinctive features, leaving only the recognizable characteristic of a soul with a body resembling a human's...

Removing her hand from the "man's" head, Zhao Yutong looked at the completely transformed soul and nodded with interest. "Oh... so, if you erase all of a person's 'personality,' their soul becomes like this, a blank slate?"

As this was her first attempt at "polluting" someone else's soul, Zhao Yutong went even further—she completely destroyed the man's memories, personality, and even his individuality, leaving only a pure, thinking, but ****, empty soul shell. Zhao Yutong only planted her "mark" in its consciousness so that it would obey her commands and not become a completely lost, wandering ghost.

In other words... a "****" whose soul was solely devoted to her.

Having practiced this once, Zhao Yutong felt she had mastered the techniques of "polluting" much better and could now perform more "refined" operations... She turned her head to look at the "abandoned" body in the living room.

"Ugh..."

Zhao Yuqiu, her "own" younger sister, was still lying on the floor, sobbing. Her expression was still pained, but at least she wasn't the horrifying, **** state she had been in when the man's soul had just left her. However, knowing the man's memories, Zhao Yutong knew that once her sister fully "woke up," her soul, already corrupted, would only become a sow, just like a man, in heat and lustful towards women's bodies—including her own.

This was definitely not the "sister" she wanted.

"Hiss... Huff."

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yutong closed her eyes, completely immersing herself in the role again...

"...I'm sorry, Yuqiu."

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze filled with endless love for her family and loved ones, even squeezing out a few tears, saying, "I'm late, I've made you suffer... I'll turn you back to normal right now."

With that, she floated towards Zhao Yuqiu, reaching into her body, groping and carefully pulling out Zhao Yuqiu's soul.

"Hmm..."

Zhao Yuqiu's soul was even worse than her body. Her once clear soul was now filled with filthy, black, and unclean substances, as if a pool of sewage had been poured into it. This was presumably the result of the man's "contamination."

Having understood how contamination occurred, the next step was to try to "restore" it... Zhao Yutong carefully reached into Zhao Yuqiu's mind and began to delicately reshape it.

Unlike the rough and direct kneading of the man's soul earlier, Zhao Yutong's technique was exceptionally gentle and careful. She meticulously brushed away the traces left by the man from Zhao Yuqiu's soul... Fortunately, just as she had concluded, the contamination left by the man could still be separated from her body in time, allowing Zhao Yuqiu to return to the obedient, cute, and gentle younger sister from "memories." It just would take some effort.

"..."

With a furrowed brow, Zhao Yutong carefully reconstructed Zhao Yuqiu's soul, starting with her most affected personality, and then the painful memories she had just experienced... Well, not only the memories of the man's complete possession, but he also seemed to have a twisted sense of humor, forcing Zhao Yuqiu to witness her body being violated and ravaged by "herself" after taking control, leaving the young girl with indelible memories of fear.

Zhao Yutong meticulously modified these details, ensuring that when Zhao Yuqiu awoke, she would only believe that she was tired and hot after returning home, so she simply took off her clothes and lazily fell asleep on the sofa... Although the details were still somewhat strange upon closer inspection, it was still a plausible and relatively "normal" experience.

"Phew... Alright. I finally understand what it means to build a skyscraper a hundred times harder than to destroy it..." Wiping the sweat from her forehead—sweat that souls couldn't possibly exist—Zhao Yutong finally withdrew her hand from Zhao Yuqiu's soul, which had completely returned to normal. She nodded in satisfaction. "At this rate, we should still be able to continue being 'sisters,' right? Hehe~"

Placing her hand on Zhao Yuqiu's soul's shoulder, Zhao Yutong gently pushed her "sister's" soul downwards...

"...Ugh...♥"

The "clean" soul quickly merged into her original body. Zhao Yuqiu, who appeared to be merely ****, let out a rather comfortable whimper, her brows relaxing, her slight trembling making her look incredibly cute.

"Hehe, your body is happy that your soul has returned to normal, Yuqiu♥"

Looking at Zhao Yuqiu's "peaceful" state, Zhao Yutong smiled seductively, her soul's penis seemingly even more erect... She couldn't wait to interact with her good sister, but...

"How should I deal with this thing... If I leave it alone, won't it be taken away by some kind of Black and White Impermanence?"

Looking at the soul **** whose personality had been completely erased, Zhao Yutong was slightly troubled. Although she had gone to this extent, she hadn't actually had time to consider how to deal with this soul... Letting it fend for itself seemed a bit unfair to her efforts, but she probably wouldn't need it for a while, and didn't even know what it could do.

"Hmm... I guess I'll just have to 'store' it for now?"

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Yutong decided... to return to her body first.

She floated back to her body, which had been masturbated by a man until it was dripping with lustful fluids, and plunged in. Her body, now without a master, convulsed violently, and she quickly opened her eyes. "Okay... Hmm♥ This guy's technique was a bit too simple and rough, but the afterglow was quite strong~ My little hole is still numb and I feel a bit of sensation, making me want to scratch it a bit~"

Feeling the gentle trembling and contraction of the flesh walls inside her honey hole, Zhao Yutong revealed a lewd smile.

"Don't rush to continue playing with your body, let me see... Ah, I've got it."

Looking in the direction where the soul **** had been floating, Zhao Yutong could only see a blurry, faintly visible humanoid object... This seemed to be because she had left a mark on her soul; an ordinary person would probably not be able to detect it at all. She

twisted her head and searched around the living room, and Zhao Yutong spotted a beverage bottle, which seemed to be the bottle that Zhao Yutong had left behind when she first came home. She picked up the beverage bottle that had fallen to the ground, then beckoned to the ethereal soul. "Hey, come here, and then come inside."

She pointed to the beverage bottle in her hand, and the blurry soul unconsciously obeyed her "master's" command and approached, gathering towards the bottle... Compressed from its human form into the bottle, the soul's manifestation to the outside world became slightly more obvious due to the compression, and something that seemed to be swirling like mist inside the bottle could be seen with the naked eye.

"This... should be fine, right?"

Resealing the bottle, Zhao Yutong looked at the obedient soul inside and muttered uncertainly to herself, "I wonder if this will actually preserve it, and for how long. But whatever! This damned thing polluted Yuqiu's soul, defiled her body, and even tried to control me. It deserves to die... Hehe, hopefully I'll have a chance to squeeze some 'residual value' out of it someday~"

Putting the bottle in her bag, Zhao Yutong, who had been busy all day, finally had time to carefully observe her sister, whom she had only met "today" and had lived with for "over ten years."

"Phew..."

With the pollution on her soul cleansed by Zhao Yutong, Zhao Yuqiu's expression became much more relaxed, and her sleeping posture finally became as cute and serene as Zhao Yutong remembered. Although her naked body was still covered in love fluid and had a sweet, fishy smell, her undeveloped, adorable breasts and the little cherry-like nipples were so cute that they more than made up for this small flaw. Her blonde hair, the same as Zhao Yutong's, styled in short, cute pigtails, added to her adorable charm, making her stand out from her sister.

However, what attracted Zhao Yutong most now wasn't these things she was already "accustomed to" in her memories, but rather...

"Hehe...slurp♥"

Zhao Yutong chuckled, sucking back the drool that had dripped from the corner of her mouth, her eyes fixed on Zhao Yutong... those cute loli feet clad in thick white pantyhose.

"Mmm..."

The petite loli sister was only wearing this pair of pantyhose, and her crotch was torn in places by her own hands, revealing her tender, white vulva. Her labia hadn't yet developed enough to be clearly separated from the surrounding skin; only the part near the inside of her vulva, reddened from the rough masturbation techniques Zhao Yutong had imagined, was still gently swelling and wriggling, barely squeezing out a few drops of love juice.

Further down, her delicate white pantyhose encased her petite feet, her thighs and calves equally slender and adorable. The pantyhose were covered in patches of love fluid that were beginning to dry, yet some still shimmered in the twilight, like the luster of mutton-fat jade.

Her most adorable, and most beloved, feet were unconsciously moving gently with her comfortable moans, her toes occasionally hooking around the ends of the pantyhose and curving slightly, as if deliberately teasing Zhao Yutong. The white stockings, also covered in love fluid and with extra "sweat" from her toes, clung tightly to her skin, revealing the color of her fair and tender skin. The tips of her toes were slightly pink, making one want to hold them in one's hand and gently squeeze them, feeling that blissfully soft sensation.

"Hehe... Anyway, Yuqiu won't wake up anytime soon, so let me, the older sister who 'healed' her, collect my reward in advance ♥"

Under the teasing of Zhao Yuqiu's toes, Zhao Yutong couldn't suppress the overflowing lust in her heart. While making excuses, she walked to her younger sister lying on the ground, knelt down, and grabbed Zhao Yuqiu's delicate feet with both hands—

"Ugh..."

The feeling of her feet being squeezed so tightly seemed to make Zhao Yuqiu uncomfortable. Her brows furrowed, and her moans became inexplicably painful, as if she was about to wake up... However, Zhao Yutong knew that because her soul had been repeatedly polluted and healed, and her body had experienced unrestrained orgasms... at least once, Zhao Yuqiu wouldn't be able to wake up anytime soon. In other words...

now, she was just a doll that she could play with at will; no matter how outrageous the actions, as long as she cleaned herself up before she woke up, no one would notice.

“Since that’s the case, then… *slurp*” Greedily licking her lips, Zhao Yutong said with a lewd grin, “I won’t be polite then, sister.”

First, she slightly changed the position of her hands, “grasping” Zhao Yutong’s feet in a more reasonable and comfortable way—her thumbs pressed on the soles and arches of her feet, while the other four fingers went to the insteps and began to knead them as if giving a massage.

"Oh my, so soft... No wonder they're my adorable little sister's feet, even the soles are so soft... Even though she's taking dance classes, she takes such good care of them, there aren't any rough calluses at all ♥ And, not just the soles, the insteps too... Hehe, even though there's not much flesh, the skin is so smooth, it's amazing ♥"

The hands kneading Zhao Yuqiu's feet gradually became greedy, the gentle massage technique turning into something more like "sexual harassment" and obscene. Zhao Yutong's fingers began to press and squeeze randomly on the soles and insteps of Zhao Yuqiu's feet, feeling the soft, doll-like texture.

This small pleasure clearly couldn't satisfy her insatiable lust. Her nimble fingers quickly continued kneading and climbing upwards, finally grasping Zhao Yutong's adorable big toe in her hand... Supporting the thumb with her index finger knuckle, Zhao Yutong carefully explored the soft toe with the side of her thumb and the pad of her index finger. The soft, yielding flesh offered almost no bounce, as smooth and tender as solidified cream. The fair toe, kneaded until it became increasingly rosy, finally revealing its lovely and alluring pink color, clinging tightly to the top of the pantyhose.

"Hoo hoo, what adorable jade feet... Come, as a greeting between 'us' sisters, let your older sister give you a kiss as a greeting gift ♥"

Looking at the loli's jade feet in front of her, which she could manipulate at will, Zhao Yutong couldn't control her thoughts—her hands moved to grab Zhao Yutong's ankles, lifting her feet together from the ground, and then—

"Hiss—Ooh ♥"

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yutong suddenly leaned forward, pressing her face against the soles of Zhao Yutong's feet that she had put together!

"Ooh~ ♥"

Soft, slightly cool soles "stepped" on her face, the soft, fleshy muscles of her soles immediately taking the shape of her facial features, the dense, thick texture of the thick white pantyhose rubbing against her forehead and cheeks, still carrying a trace of moisture that was hard to tell whether it was sweat or love fluid, leaving a deep impression.

However, this "touch" was just an appetizer. The next instant—

"—Whoosh♥!"

Zhao Yutong desperately sucked and inhaled, her nose and mouth working simultaneously, greedily seizing everything from her younger sister's soles—the air, the scent, and the liquid clinging to them, all of it was forcefully inhaled into her body!

Instantly, a wonderful fragrance filled her senses—unlike the pungent smell of sweat and stuffy sourness she had smelled when she buried her face in her own shoes earlier, the scent emanating from Zhao Yutong's feet was a wonderful fragrance that anyone would call "sweet." The

faint milky scent of this half-grown loli was extremely refreshing, forming the main melody of this wonderful fragrance, while the slightly salty but not pungent scent of the loli's sweat served as a perfect "accompaniment," neutralizing the sweetness of the milky scent, allowing one to breathe in and enjoy this fragrance for a long time without feeling cloying.

On top of that, an unpleasant odor was added—the faint, sweet, fishy smell of dried-up love fluid… Most of the love fluid had evaporated due to prolonged exposure to air, leaving only the parts that had become highly integrated with the thick white pantyhose on Zhao Yutong's feet. While the smell of this fluid wasn't strong, it was extremely concentrated. The high-quality white silk, made of real silk, carried a faint silk fragrance, further enriching and distinguishing the scent of Zhao Yutong's jade feet.

In short…

“…Delicious♥”

Even with Zhao Yutong's knowledge, she was at a loss for words. She greedily sucked on her younger sister's delicate feet, her throat constricted for a long time, and she could only use this simple yet direct word to summarize her only thought.

"I really want to stuff these cake-like toes into my mouth and suck and savor them... But if I did that, I definitely wouldn't be able to resist biting them. Although I wouldn't hurt Yu-Tsuu, I would definitely leave some bite marks that wouldn't fade for a while... Hehe, although it sounds pretty sexy when I think about it, if Yu-Tsuu notices, it'll be hard to explain ♥"

Resisting the urge to bury her face in Zhao Yu-Tsuu's feet and suck on the still lingering scent, Zhao Yu-Tong reluctantly put the toes that were "stepping" on her face down and examined them carefully.

"Mmm..."

The jade feet that she had greedily sucked against her face had become a little red from being sucked so hard. A lot of saliva from her mouth inadvertently flowed onto the soles of Zhao Yu-Tsuu's feet, making this rare spot that hadn't been soaked in love fluid sticky and slippery. Zhao Yuqiu seemed to feel unwell in her sleep, letting out a muffled groan of displeasure… Her cute little feet struggled a few times in Zhao Yutong's hands, unable to break free, yet she could feel the vibrant energy of those jade feet, making it even harder to let them go.

“Ooh~♥ Such cute feet, it would be a sin not to enjoy them!” Unable to resist kissing her sister's jade feet again, Zhao Yutong said with delight, “Perfect… hehe, my precious thing is completely unable to hold back now♥”

She laughed lewdly, looking down…

The pleated skirt that had “escaped” her hands when she was possessed by a man was now “pumped up”. The fleshy dragon that had been wronged and pushed into her honey hole when she entered the living room was now once again standing proudly between her thighs, flaunting its powerful and thick body.

The scent of Zhao Yutong's feet that she had just caught had completely aroused this fleshy dragon... In fact, when her body was being "ravaged" by the man, the intense pleasure had already made Zhao Yutong want to pull out this fiercely erect penis inside her body and "show it off." However, she didn't want any other man—even just his consciousness—to touch her manhood. Otherwise, she would like to see how that man would react when he saw that this "young lady" had such a fleshy dragon between her legs that it made him feel inferior.

The topic has gone a bit off... Anyway, the pair of jade feet in her hands were emitting an extremely tempting "fragrance," attracting the fleshy dragon in Zhao Yutong's honey hole to come out of its hole. The erect penis had become that purplish-black, almost explosive state, so that even if Zhao Yutong wanted to **** it back in now, she would have to suffer a lot before ejaculating inside her body, making her sensitive and delicate vagina completely orgasm, "self-cumming."

Since she had to ejaculate anyway, why not ejaculate where it would be more comfortable? Right now, wasn't that exactly what she needed?

"Hehe..."

With a lewd and wicked laugh, Zhao Yutong grasped Zhao Yuzhu's ankles, adjusting the position of her feet. Her feet, glistening with saliva and love juice, were **** together, palm to palm, heel to heel, the arches of her feet perfectly aligned, forming a long, narrow, clear opening, shaped like... a young girl's open honeypot. A

perfect foot acupoint... Dance training had given Zhao Yuzhu a pair of perfectly shaped, adorable feet, the curves of her arches just right, forming a perfect foot acupoint like a masturbation cup when brought together.

And today, this previously unnoticed foot acupoint was about to welcome its first user... its owner's "older sister."

"Well then... I won't be polite, Yuqiu♥"

Zhao Yutong feigned a bow to the still-conscious Zhao Yuqiu, then slightly parted her jade-like feet to allow her thick penis to smoothly pass through the foot acupoint...