On her half-closed labia, strands of vaginal fluid were already forming.

Lu Ming thrust his erect penis in like a knife cutting through butter. Yan Poxi let out a long, wolf-like howl, "Ah! So big! It hurts!"

Yan Poxi screamed, her fingers gripping Lu Ming’s arm tightly, her brows furrowed, looking at him with pleading eyes.

His penis was too big, as if it would tear her apart.

Even a young woman couldn’t bear it.

Even Grandmother Jia felt a tearing sensation the first time she was penetrated, didn’t she?

But soon, with Lu Ming’s thrusting, her private parts felt like parched land receiving rain; her long-empty vagina finally received satisfaction, a satisfaction vastly different from that she could get by using her hand.

Lu Ming, like a hardworking ox plowing a field, diligently and silently toiled away.

Yan Poxi, eyes closed, enjoyed Lu Ming’s repeated thrusts. At first, she bit her lip, trying to remain silent, but after two or three minutes, she couldn’t help but let out continuous moans.

"Ah...Your Highness...ah...fuck me...ah...fuck me...oh...ah...so good...ah...uh...ah...fuck me...Your Highness...ah...so powerful..."

Yan Poxi began to moan loudly. She had resigned herself to her fate; she had come here to be fucked by Lu Ming.

Having climbed the high branch of the Prince of Qin, she could kick Song Jiang aside!

With power and influence, men naturally attract countless women!

Lu Ming remained silent, focusing solely on his work.

After only two or three more minutes, Yan Poxi’s moans grew faster and more seductive. Her fingers, which had been tightly gripping Lu Ming’s arm, now actively embraced his waist. She licked her lips, looking at Lu Ming with glazed eyes.

Even though she was still a little sore, she looked at Lu Ming with longing eyes.

She wanted to please Lu Ming, to plan for a better future.

Becoming a princess was impossible, but if she served him well, there might be a chance.

Lu Ming touched her lower body and found that Yan Poxi was wearing flesh-colored stockings that reached her knees.

These stockings were short and thin, looking like trial sizes.

"Wear longer stockings from now on, and high heels!"

"Mmm...ah...okay...Your Highness...ah...I’m...flying...ah..."

Being fucked by Your Highness...it feels so good...sob...I need to pee...ah...so powerful...ah...Your Highness...ah ah..."

Yan Poxi was overjoyed. Now she had secured her position, and could continue her adulterous affair with Lu Ming!

This was the Prince of Qin!

By the last sentence, Yan Poxi’s voice was already trembling with tears; she seemed to be approaching her climax.

Lu Ming, holding Yan Poxi’s two stockinged legs, thrust faster and faster, seemingly reaching his climax. No wonder, Yan Poxi’s fleshy skin was undeniably alluring; thrusting with her legs held up was incredibly pleasurable!

"Oh...oh...ah..."

Yan Poxi’s entire body tensed, her vagina clenched tightly, her eyes rolling back as she urinated—she had lost control of her bladder during her orgasm.

Lu Ming, feeling the pressure, was also nearing ejaculation, and he increased his thrusting speed.

Yan Poxi slowly recovered from her orgasm, letting out low, lewd moans that sounded like crying.

After about two minutes, Lu Ming went even faster, and Yan Poxi spurted again, her fluids spraying all over Lu Ming’s lower body. Her body tensed again, her eyes rolling back, "Oh...oh...ah...ah..."

"I’m coming!"

Just then, Lu Ming ejaculated, his hot semen splashing onto Yan Poxi’s cervix.

As the semen drenched Yan Poxi, her entire body tensed and began to convulse. Her gray, short-stockinged legs twitched along with it, the taut flesh-colored stockings clearly showing the muscle lines of her thighs.

Having experienced wave after wave of climax, Lu Ming withdrew his penis after ejaculating, and Yan Poxi slid limply down.

Lu Ming lifted her legs and laid them on the bed.

Yan Poxi lay limply on the bed, milky-white semen slowly flowing from her vagina and dripping onto the bed.

She had reached the peak of pleasure and lay unconscious on the bed, drool trickling from the corner of her mouth.

After resting for a while, Lu Ming got up. "Come on, let’s take a shower."

Yan Poxi propped herself up, her two stockinged legs trembling unsteadily.

She had been fucked too hard. Her stockings were a gift, meant to help them get used to it.

She could buy her own stockings later, but she would have to wait a while.

Women love stockings because they feel so good against their skin.

She stepped out the door, supporting herself against the wall, each step trembling...

And semen was already streaming down her thighs.

Blushing, she tried to wipe it away, but the more she wiped, the more semen oozed from her vagina.

She could only cover her vulva with a handkerchief, using one hand to support herself as she made her way to the bathroom.

The Prince’s residence had a dedicated bathroom, everything here catering to the women of the Qin Prince’s household.

When Yan Poxi arrived at the bathroom, she saw Lu Ming lying in the hot spring, several alluring young women massaging him with shower gel, their newly developed breasts rubbing against him.

Those were nurses from the hospital. Only then did she begin to understand.

Perhaps all the women in the hospital were Lu Ming’s sex toys!

As the Prince of Qin, he could have sex with whomever he wanted; what woman could refuse?

"Zhen Mi, you did a great job! You sisters learn so quickly!"

Lu Ming, with a beautifully sculpted girl in his arms, kissed her passionately, his tongue lolling out in a French kiss.

Unbelievable! This was the goddess Zhen Mi!

Poor Yuan Shao, not only had his wife, Lady Liu, been taken by Lu Ming,

His future daughter-in-law had also been "trained" by him.

Zhen Mi blushed, her small hands continuing to massage Lu Ming.

Her four older sisters had all been taken by Lu Ming.

She too was being trained daily, coming to the hospital to better learn how to serve him.

And her mother, Zhang, was pregnant again.

But not with her father’s child, but with Lu Ming’s.

"Thank you, my husband."

Zhen Mi had long been a member of the harem, a registered princess, but she had never been deflowered.

Lu Ming was quite satisfied with Zhen Mi. She was now plump and healthy, with a more fleshy feel to her body, and he could have sex with her whenever he wanted.

He hadn’t yet, simply because he had too many women and didn’t need to devour Zhen Mi so quickly. That was all.

Age was no issue to him. Young girls had their advantages, mature women had their merits, and all women were vaginas—and if it was a vagina, it was for him to fuck!