Although the faces of these Yin soldiers were blurry, the faint silhouettes made him feel unreasonably familiar.
It was just that now his legs were spread wide, his body was full of filthy essence, and he looked like a prostitute who had been played rotten, and this familiarity was especially thrilling.
Yu Ruāe opened his eyes slightly and an extremely absurd idea flashed through his mind, but he had no time to think over it as he watched the heavy copper coins fall into the rouge.
In the ghost prostituteās house.
Pale and charming faces of beauties protruded from their homes like countless lightly blooming ephemera.
Their guests had already dispersed like birds and beasts the moment the Yin soldiers appeared. These ghost prostitutes saw their empty queue and were shocked, each of them looking around.
One of them was an old prostitute named Aāpu. She was the oldest, her skin was waxy and loose like half-melted white candle. She had eaten for nearly a hundred years, her holes saggy like the opening of a bag. One could go in a long way without finding an edge. Even if she coquettishly twisted her waist and shook her ass like the bobbing of a bird, it was ignored.
At this moment, she peered through the gap and looked out with both envy and admiration.
She saw the snow-white and delicate ghost prostitute kneeling on the mat with white silk-like hair sticking to his naked back like a hazy and semi-transparent shawl, making the lines of his back particularly demure and soft.
He tilted his neck, stuck out the tip of his tender red tongue, and was meekly licking the copper coins that fell from the Yin soldierās fingers. The rouge stained on the copper coin was slowly diluted by him and stained the corners of his thin red lips like a rain-battered peony.
Behind him, a Yin soldier was hugging his waist, gripping his snow-white and smooth buttocks with iron gauntlets. The large and small petals were forcibly spread apart by two fingers, revealing the bright red and delicate core.
The Yin soldier lifted his hand and shoved three fingers in directly. The wet red pussy sucked in the cold, hard gauntlet and was mercilessly pried open. The wet and swollen mons dripped with cloudy liquid as the black-clad fingers pumped deep and hard and filled the entire space. Sometimes, the fertile vagina would bloom out, revealing how it had become a rouge-colored flesh hole between the two damp ass cheeks, contracting with each breath.
The movement of the Yin soldier became more and more violent, the veins on his forearms protruded as his wrists shook at an extremely rapid speed. Practically only the black afterimage of the iron-clad fingers could be seen wrapped within the mess of red, wet, and soft flesh. It pistoned in and out like lightning, splashing cum everywhere.
The prostituteās thighs twitched, the bells jingled, and the corners of his lips dripped with saliva, apparently pushed to the edge of the climax by this incomparable meddling.
He couldnāt take the extreme pleasure anymore, his snow-white hips twisted, heaving and bouncing in Yin soldierās palm, trying to break free of those torturous fingers. But the hand of the Yin soldier in front of him firmly pressed against his shoulder, forcing him to open his feminine flower and deliver the wet behind into the cold and hard gauntlet.
The prostituteās eyes were hazy, so moist that they dripped with water. But he could only spit out his red tongue, licking the Yin soldierās fingers softly, and rubbing his snow-white cheek against the cold palm of the other party, showing a humble and obscene gesture of seeking pleasure.
Aāpu looked until she was hot all over and wished she could take the place of his body and experience the Yin soldier herself. Although the ghost prostitute was delicate, he was too dull. Only occasionally when it hurt would he whimper a few times. Most of the time, he just furrowed his brows and quietly endured the endless pleasure with reddened cheeks.
The leading Yin soldier sneered, and through the armor, his voice was low and indistinct, like the low sound of a horn, āWhat are you guys hesitating for? This little bitch has already been fucked open.ā
The surrounding Yin soldiers burst into laughter and more than a dozen pairs of hands in iron gauntlets touched the prostituteās naked body at the same time. These people were accustomed to holding swords, and their hands had no measure of strength, just kneading blindly. They gripped the two white mounds, pinching and kneading fiercely, the dark fingertips overflowing with smooth white flesh. The two flush and bulging nipples, which were full of milk, were pulled and pinched until they sloshed. Green and red bruises appeared all over the cushy breasts, swelling them more than half a finger. His cock, the red and swollen clit, and the swollen urine holes were all pressed against menās fingertips, played with back and forth.
This ghost prostitute was like a snow-white and translucent flower, forced to open its petals and let others pinch and ravage it until it was bruised red. Finally, it was scattered into the mud, completely losing its original clarity.
Aāpu watched helplessly as the ghost prostituteās waist trembled, played with until cum splattered and the mat gleamed with wetness. His body finally couldnāt take it and prostrated on the ground. His hole couldnāt close anymore, leaving a gaping wet redness between his ass. His own snowy and slender fingers hooked on the red rope hanging from his pussy, pulling the wet and shiny copper bell until it jingled.
Almost every time it was pulled, the pussy tightened crazily, spewing out a mass of sticky and wet cum.
The leading Yin soldier sneered and asked knowingly, āWhatās in the little bitchās womb? Itās so loud.ā
āMnā¦ itās the guestsā reward moneyā¦ā
The fingers buried in his body roughly stirred around a few times before plunging in deeply, āHow come there are only six copper coins? Is it because your little bitch hole is too loose to serve the guests?ā
The prostituteās elbows rested on the ground, and the snow-white waist trembled like a taut violin string. He lowered his head and bit his lips without saying a word, but he was immediately made breathless by a deep thrust, āYesā¦ the little bitch is too loose. Guests are not willing to give money, saying that such a loose hole should be complementary.ā
āIf you lift your ass, spread your hole, and let this military man inspect the goods, this lord will reward this tube of money into it.ā
The prostitute had tears on his eyelashes and was barely able to keep his body steady through the molestation from this group of men. He raised his hips like a mare, his waist lowered, and ten snow-white fingers parted the red and moist cunt. He took the initiative to swallow the Yin soldierās finger. The vagina was like a hot mouth, tightly wrapping around the iron finger cuff, sucking back and forth, swallowing it to the base, then gently pushing it with his walls to spit out the warm and wet finger.
It was obvious how hot, wet, and slippery he was for such a finger to go in and out so effortlessly and become instantly flushed.
Twisting his ass, the prostitute devoured the fingers between his cheeks one by one. He was pierced and plundered by ten fingers, rubbing him in turn until that place resembled wet and melting rouge. He turned his head and looked at his fair butt which was being rubbed by others. White hair fell on his shoulders, and the face between the hair was also wet. White liquid hung from his red lips, shaking with each hot breath.
A Yin soldier put the fingers before his lips, and he parted his lips and flicked out his tongue, licking the fishy yet sweet juice.
The Yin soldier couldnāt help but play with the tip of his smooth, red tongue. He just trembled slightly, obediently lowered his eyelashes, and held out his red tongue between his lips.
āThanking guest for the reward of playing,ā he whispered, āMn. Begging the guest to come in and relieve the acheā¦ā
The Yin soldiers laughed loudly. Some squeezed his snow-white thighs, some rubbed his fertile pubic mound, and the leading Yin soldier grabbed an early advantage, raised his waist, and fully hilted himself in an instant.
The prostituteās body trembled violently. It seemed like his cervix was directly broken open. Immediately, one of his long legs was lifted high and placed on a shoulder, revealing a flushing vagina embedded with a cock.
Another ferocious hard member hit the crowded female entrance like a sleeping giant snake, trying to seize the burning hot cave.
The prostituteās pupils shrank, obviously aware of what he was about to be subjugated to. But he couldnāt help himself, so he could only lick his slender fingers with tears in his eyes and pull apart the bulging red flesh at his pussy. With the lubrication of his slick, he inserted a finger.
āHurry up,ā the Yin soldier said impatiently, raised his hand on his arm, and spread a handful of pale flesh, āYouāve eaten so many menās things, itās just eating two, and you still need to be so slow?ā
Before he could finish his sentence, the prostitute sank three fingers in one fell swoop. The fingers parted and flexed, smushing the cunt until it squelched.
āAhā¦ nng, no, itās going to rip, I canāt take itā¦ā
The snow-white soft buttcheeks trembled more and more, so wet it was almost impossible to hold. The couple of fingers messed the pussy wide open, the red walls sticking on the jade-like fingers like the core of a peeled flower, visibly twitching.
The prostitute sobbed and let out a long moan. The cunt shrunk, tightly wrapping the deeply inserted member and fingers. The impatient Yin soldier reached down and pinched his clit. Instantly, both of his holes flared open at the same time, even the urine hole opened and a mix of cum and piss squirted out. Even the holes in his breasts opened and two streams of white milk sprayed out.
He was actually molested to the point of squirting juice all over his body, reaching a near-death climax!
The Yin Soldier grabbed his weak wrist and pulled it out from the fleshy entanglement, thrusting his own weapon against the other penis, breaking into the depths of the cunt in one shove, and began pistoning frantically.
The prostitute was almost screaming, his fertile flesh stretched to the extreme. Before he could fall from the height of orgasm, he was once again pushed to the brink of death by the brutal thrusts.
Aāpu gasped at the sight. The prostitute was surrounded by a group of tall and sinister soldiers, only little pale pink toes resting on top of shoulders could be seen. His toes were curled up like flower buds, and they swayed and trembled with every move.
A snow-white and crystal-like wrist weakly fell out from the pitch-black iron armor, the five fingers stained with transparent and sticky liquid. It was tightly grasped by a Yin soldier, like a fallen and caught fleeing white bird.
Some Yin soldiers crouched down, licking the dips of his soaked waist and twitching abdomen, some held his nipples, sipping the dripping milk and sucking on the red buds until they became swollen like cherries, and countless wet glans stabbed into his red and swollen holes. The icy young man slowly loosened his lips and tongue as his creamy skin almost melted as it was bathed with lust.
The Yin soldiers finished one round, each of them cumming deep into his uterus. He was like new snow falling into the mud. His legs were wide open, exposing his blooming redness, globs of spunk flowed out from the orifice, dripping between his legs, and condensed into a thin and fishy white film.
Before him, another group of Yin soldiers formed a long line, silently watching himā¦