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If he had gone in alone just now, it would have been Qin He's penis that was sucked and trapped inside, unable to move.

There are quite a few girls whose internal structure can be described as an octopus-shaped pot, but Miria is undoubtedly the most exquisite beauty among them.

Her smooth, snow-white inner thighs were perfectly shaped like steamed buns, held together by the curves of her beautiful legs, maintaining a cool and aloof duchess demeanor until she became aroused.

But after becoming aroused, her bright pink, alluring flesh slightly parted, like a ripe peach.

The pink, moist flesh of her vulva, resembling orchid petals, blossoms forth, the honeyed crevice between her labia glistening with moisture, exuding a deadly allure.

Through psychic observation, Qin He could clearly see the scene behind the virgin symbol.

The cavity was full of twists and turns, with numerous folds of flesh, completely soaked by sticky, sweet honey. He could almost imagine the challenge of having his penis scraped and sucked by such flesh, leaving no gaps.

As for the plump snow-covered hills, they were even more voluptuous than Mira's when she was a young girl.

Especially the tender, white flesh that had just been ravaged by the tongue, made this snow-covered mound, eager to be picked, even more radiant and alluring.

Fleshy and slippery, yet with an incredibly strong suction, this slick and moist den of lustful desire constantly draws in air.

Compared to air, this exquisite, alluring flesh is about to be passionately sucked on by his own penis.

After his release, Miria, now fully conscious, was about to become his woman, which made Qin He tremble with excitement.

That alluring body, combining the charm of a mature woman, a young woman, and a young girl, is like a rare treasure mountain.

I can always give him new surprises, and he will never lose interest no matter how much thrusting and cultivating we do.

Lifting his head from beneath Miria, Qin He's face flushed red. The honeyed scent that filled his nostrils did not dampen his fighting spirit; instead, the alluring fragrance that permeated his nose only intensified his lust.

Soon, under the influence of the honey-like fluid, the erect and swollen glans embedded itself into the snowy peach hollow, pushing the wet, snowy mound directly into the hollow.

A ring of soft, pinkish-white flesh, resembling a fish's mouth, gently sucked on Qin He's glans. It was as if it were a lavish reward for the pleasure he had just experienced—

The flower bud, resembling a delicate orchid in a snowy valley, stood erect like a little finger. Qin He then directly tore open the tender flesh around the opening and plunged in.

Feeling the two whitish, greasy clam-like labia sucking at his penis, and powerless to stop himself from thrusting in and out, he could only press against the sides of his penis.

As the blood trickled down and bloomed into a frozen shape on the bed, Miria finally couldn't suppress the desire that Qin He had instantly satisfied, which had been buried deep within her centuries of loneliness and coldness.

The high-pitched cries of the bedbirds echoed like the warbling of orioles and swallows.

Qin He was extremely satisfied at this moment, because he had completely conquered Miria's beautiful body.

"Ah...Your Highness Qin He?..."

Miria bit her lower lip and called out softly. Her legs were wrapped tightly around Qin He's waist, locking him in place. The effects of the silver dragon's breath were dispelled with the intense pleasure of her orgasm just now.

But the insatiable desires stemming from the snow elf's primal lust, and the loneliness that had been building up for a century and was suddenly awakening, only intensified Miria's feelings for Qin He as a female.

Qin He grinned, his hand stroking along the side of Miria's close-fitting black gauze robe, indulging in the pleasure of her smooth, creamy skin.

Then, he tightly gripped her plump, round buttocks—stretching the robes extremely tight, highlighting the shape of her ripe, snow-pear-like buttocks, where the marks of a slender hand's wanton grasping were immediately visible.

At the same time, he reached out with his other hand and skillfully untied the bindings on Miria's clothes.

Her pair of high, full, and plump breasts, as smooth as melons, pushed the fabric high up.

Once freed from its restraints, it seemed to burst open and leaped about.

With her useless bra removed, Miria's snow-white, alluring, and deep breasts were revealed before Qin He's eyes...

Her skin, as smooth and delicate as ivory, was tinged with a faint blush, and the cool, fragrant sweat and rich milky scent filled her nostrils.

Qin He immediately held his breath, even though he had played with countless top-quality, large breasts.

But the allure of those elfin breasts veiled in black gauze was in no way inferior to that of those supreme deities whose attire was incomparably lewd.

Even within the realm of holiness lies a stronger contrast and suggestive effect.

The stunning beauty before him, willingly naked beneath him, was none other than Duchess Shepard, who held sway over the entire Mithril City and the military power of the northern border. Elegant and aloof, cold as ice to everyone!

Qin He reached into the open collar of his robe and felt the soft, creamy flesh of her breasts melt in his palm and seep between his fingers.

This made him unable to tell whether he was grasping the breast or whether his hand was being sucked into the breast.

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Besides being sticky, soft, and tender, Miria's breasts were also extremely elastic, like ice cream filled with solidified breast milk.

Full, rounded, and ripe breasts possess amazing elasticity and firmness.

Even a dribbling expert like Qin He, facing such a powerful rebound that feels like he's fighting against his hand, has to endure the discomfort of his knuckles aching from the effort, yet he simply can't bear to let go.

Miria's enormous breasts, comparable to those of Inanna and Irene, were so large that even with Qin He's large hands, it was impossible for him to fully grasp them.

Her overflowing breasts tumbled and squeezed inside her robes, making the garments even looser. Her delicate, peach-tip-like nipples and protruding pink areolas were caressed in her palms, like the sweetest milk candy.

"Ah...no, Qin He...wait a minute~this is really...so amazing!"

Qin He suddenly squatted down and lifted up the slit in his robe.

What comes into view are two plump, long, flawless, snow-white legs, with a teardrop-shaped slit between her pear-shaped buttocks and jade-like legs, above which is a smooth and plump snow mound.

Between two plump, glistening, fleshy labia, the flower lips parted, drooling and spitting out strands of saliva.

With his penis swollen and engorged, curved and erect, Qin He thrust repeatedly into Miria's swirling vaginal cavity.

After she adjusted to the pain of losing her virginity, Qin He increased the speed of his thrusts. His glans, like the crown of a giant dragon's head, violently plundered the beautiful snowy landscape beneath him.

The bulging, winding veins and bulging muscles further resist the squeezing flesh inside, making the penis appear even more robust and ferocious!

Miria's beautiful eyes widened, and an unusual blush rose on her cheeks, as if she were drunk.

This pleasure made her feel intoxicated. Qin He's penis, which wouldn't soften inside her, absorbed all the bone-chilling, tingling sensations within.

Just like Mira described...

Not only that, but every time he pulled it out, it was so magnificent. The glans was upturned, exuding an indomitable spirit.

Her heart pounded, her nipples throbbed with hardness, and her long, snow-white legs unknowingly wrapped around Qin He's waist.

The more he did it, the more excited he became, and Qin He cupped Miria's plump and round buttocks in his hands.

Those smooth, sticky, plump, and tender buttocks felt no less luxurious to the touch than breasts.

Her skin was as tender as if powdered, exuding a mature and alluring charm. And those long legs wrapped around his waist, pressed so close to his inner thighs, gave Qin He boundless satisfaction.

The penis twisted and turned at the entrance of the vagina, like a spear thrusting at an enemy on the battlefield, before suddenly pouring out between the two alluring, peach-shaped labia.

Amidst the continuous sound of water, the thick, long penis frantically plowed and ploughed the vaginal cavity, penetrating deep into Miria's restless womb.

Sweet and alluring like syrup, the slightly whitish fluid, rapidly churned into fine froth, faintly peeked out from both sides of the opening.

With continuous thrusting and scraping, it overflowed like soybean milk being ground.

The Snow Fairy Honey Cave, which should have been cool, smooth, and pleasant, was also heated by Qin He's thrusting, becoming as hot as boiling oil and even tighter and more intoxicating.

The inner, surging, moist, and alluring quality is also unimaginably abundant.

The sensation felt like countless tiny mouths encircling and sucking, the tender folds of flesh constantly pinching and squeezing. Qin He's back trembled, and he gasped for breath in pleasure.

Even disregarding the internal structure of her body, Miria's figure is the epitome of a beauty.

She is petite and graceful, with a full and shapely figure. Not only does she have a wasp waist, long legs, large breasts, and plump hips, but the width of her breasts also extends beyond her shoulders, making her the most perfect hourglass figure.

With prominent breasts and buttocks, and overlapping peaks.

The numerous folds of flesh within the honeyed orifice, each ring resembling an overlapping, strangling octopus tentacle, each twisting, squeezing, and sucking, bestowing endless pleasure upon the inserted object.

The experience of the penis can be completely different in different parts, both front and back.

It felt like a delicate tongue brushing against something, or like flesh tightly binding itself; the sweet nectar filled the slippery folds of flesh, as if possessing a special magic.

After being in it for a long time, the penis will become more and more numb, and the pleasure will be amplified.

Even the breath of the Moon Emperor couldn't give Qin He such a tingling sensation. Miria's physique truly deserves the reputation of the Northern Snow Amber... it's really precious.

Of course, the most lethal weapon is the plump, soft, and incredibly tender uterine ring deep inside the honeypot.

Not only is it the source of that bone-corroding liquid, but it can also suck and squeeze the glans with its opening and closing motion, as if it is directly biting the urethral opening to suck out semen, the pleasure is like scraping the bone.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

In conjunction with the fleshy ring at the cervix, once the cervix sucks on the penis that is strong enough to reach the end of her winding vaginal cavity, the two outer petals of the snow clam will suck and lock it completely.

Like a tightly closed purse, this instrument doesn't simply tighten the vaginal opening. Instead, it simultaneously imprisons the penis at both the cervix and the labia.

In other words, Miria's body can only accommodate one man who can completely satisfy her, penetrate her deepest point, and challenge the suction of her uterus.

If Qin He's talent were slightly lacking, he would never have been able to experience the wonder of this double attraction. Only a man like him could truly master the ecstasy of Duchess Shepard.

To deal with the beauty beneath him, Qin He thrust his hips rapidly, trying to escape from the double grip as quickly as possible.

Because if you don't quickly thrust and regain your rhythm, you might end up like Qin Xinru, gradually being sucked in and locked to the limit, then hastily ejaculating inside her amidst unparalleled pleasure.

In terms of the intense stimulation of a fleshy assault, Qin Xinru was superior. However, it wasn't easy for Qin Xinru to restrain her domineering son.

In terms of structure, Qin Xinru is more like a traditional "tight-fitting purse" type. The opening of the vagina has a ring-shaped contraction that tightens around the end of the penis, making it difficult for him to pull out smoothly, thus keeping him sucked inside and continuously draining his semen.

Miria's was like a double-layered, nested sperm-draining trap. After penetrating the cervix, the lewd fleshy rings could simultaneously suck and lock the penis with the two snow-clam-like fleshy lobes of the vaginal opening, making it even more difficult for him to enter and exit.

Only the opening of the vagina can act on the tip of the penis. If Qin Xinru wants to kill him instantly, she can only take advantage of Qin He's morning sleep, support his erect penis, sit down and enter, cross her legs and lock her waist.

As long as Qin He is not given any space to thrust, when he wakes up from his inexplicable erotic dream in the early morning, he will find himself being strangled to ejaculation by his beautiful mother's honey hole.

Qin He now fully understands from his mother how to deal with this kind of locked-gun erotic hole.

Applying his past experience, Qin He quickly thrust his hips in and out.

He broke free from the lingering sucking of the uterus, pulled his penis to the entrance of the vagina, and felt the pleasure of the two snow-white labia sucking on the coronal sulcus.

Then, Qin He quickly reinserted his penis halfway in, only penetrating to the deepest point once out of every ten thrusts, teasing her clitoris.

He could both arouse Miria's desires and explore all the wonders of her body, gradually deepening his pleasures.

The swollen, hot, and firm penis moved in and out of the slippery, rain-soaked honey passage, faster and faster, with raindrops splashing and white semen flowing.

The alluring flesh of the clam, a blend of pink and white, was stretched from its tooth-like structure into a smooth, white ring. With each thrust, it rolled and stretched, and a thin, milky nectar smeared the area from the opening to the mound of snow.

They had been thrusting for an unknown amount of time. Faced with such a special and exquisite beauty as Miria, even Qin He would sometimes lose control and ejaculate.

Its color was bright red, and the soft, snowy buttocks, which were covered with a light rose red, were completely soaked with the semen that had overflowed from its opening.

He pinned Miria down and fucked her wantonly, the overflowing semen even flowing down her buttocks into a thick, sticky mess.

The robe beneath her beautiful buttocks, which had been exposed during childbirth, was completely stained with semen, leaving a large wet patch.

Qin He's head slid down Xue's neck, tearing his robe open with his teeth. The thin and supple magical silk was ultimately no match for his powerful "Dragon Fang".

With a blood-pumping tearing sound, a pair of full, snow-white breasts, glistening with moisture, were no longer restrained and eagerly leaped out from the constraints of the robes.

"Chirp... Pop~"

Qin He plunged his head between the round, soft breasts. These large, plump breasts were visually two sizes larger than his head. When he buried his head in them and sucked on them wantonly, he felt a kind of suffocating pleasure.

Between those warm, moist breasts, cool, smooth milk overflowed as a token of love in return for Qin He's earlier act of insemination.

The rich, sweet, and creamy milk is so enticing that one would gladly drown in it.

As the overflowing milk was suckled, Miria couldn't help but twist her waist, and her lower abdomen, which was being frantically filled with thick semen, suddenly trembled slightly.

A series of orgasms brought forth a torrent of pleasure, like a thawing glacier. As soon as Qin He released his grip, her breasts bounced back, rippling with astonishing waves.

More nectar gushed from her honeyed orifice, making the passage slippery and oily. Reaching her peak, Miria's tender honeyed orifice began to writhe and pull, generating an even stronger inward suction.

Caught off guard, Qin He's glans was sucked and bitten several times by the clitoris, and both of them trembled with pleasure.

Seeing Miria's body gushing with lustful fluids, Qin He could hardly hold back any longer. Panting heavily, he embraced Miria's beautiful body and began to thrust and pound into her intensely, right in front of the dressing mirror.

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The jade-like hand that suddenly tightened around Qin He's back rang out along with a soft, seductive moan.

Although Miria had briefly entertained the idea of ​​dominating Qin He, controlling the sexual encounter, and pressing him down to extract his semen.

But when it came to actually bearing it, she simply let Qin He hold her in his arms like a sheep released from its pen. According to Mira, she was now as passive as a sex toy. This wouldn't do…

Although she was eager to show Qin He her true charm, Miria felt an unprecedented sense of comfort and relaxation when she gently nestled her head against Qin He's shoulder and whispered sweet nothings in his ear.

However, this relaxation was abruptly interrupted by the surge of pleasure, and from this perspective, she could see the lewd and erotic scene reflected in the dressing mirror.

Qin He, a well-trained and healthy male, possessed a physique that any female warrior in the world would admire.

On this powerful, naked body with perfectly proportioned muscles, a disheveled, mature body with loose clothing and messy hair was wrapped around it. Her long, snow-white legs were locked around the man's waist.

Even Heraheim, the supreme god of life and death who most detests physical intimacy, would regard Qin He's sexual encounters with other women as art.

She believed this was a missing element in the world's life, which was completely filled through Qin He's arrival and Celesti's proactive acceptance.