Chapter 209

It was summer and the weather was hot, but there was no feeling of summer heat in Chixia Mountain. The climate was cool and extremely pleasant. Yang Chuyu, no, Murong Chuyu was holding a copy of "Tao Te Ching" in her hand. In the past, she was immersed in revenge and desire, but she had never been so peaceful and calm as she is now. She read the book with relish.

　　Immersed in the classics, she suddenly felt someone beside her. She looked up, her eyes fixed, and then the infinite vigilance in her eyes disappeared. She smiled indifferently, "I should have thought of it earlier. Although you and your son don't look alike, your unique temperament is the same. When you came here, you must know about the so-called royal background that makes people feel extremely ridiculous." Although Murong Chuyu spoke with a smile, Pang Jun saw indifference without a trace of emotion in her eyes.

　　"aunt..."

　　"Hey, please don't call me aunt," Murong Chuyu interrupted Pang Jun and said, "What kind of woman am I? My biological mother died when I was born, and I don't know where my biological father is. I grew up in that dark and evil palace, but was abused by my beastly father and brother. I finally met someone I liked, but he was taken away by another woman. I met a man who loved me, but he was killed by those beasts. Who am I? Who did I offend? For revenge, I even climbed into the beds of those two disgusting nephews, and even climbed into other men's beds to win over those disgusting men in order to gain their trust!"

　　Pang Jun's arrival stirred up waves in Murong Chuyu's heart again. She thought she had settled down and prepared for the rest of her life. She tearfully recounted everything she had experienced.

　　Seeing Pang Jun silent, she sneered and said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to congratulate you, Duke of Qin, Duke of Jin, Governor of Liaodong, you are newly married and in high spirits, how are you? Did you enjoy your mother's pussy? I know that Yang Sheng has always coveted that slut Nan Xiangwu, I guess he has succeeded now, and he may be having fun every night in Jiangnan. Do powerful people like to enjoy the pleasure of raping their own blood relatives?"

　　"Maybe, yeah..."

　　Pang Jun actually admitted what Murong Chuyu said, which surprised Murong Chuyu. She was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly, restrained her smile, returned to her indifferent look, and said, "Go away. You are a person who wants to do great things, and I am a woman who is stained with the filth of the world. It is not worth your time to waste on me. The environment here is good. If I can die here, it will be the greatest blessing in my life."

　　At this time, Murong Chuyu was wearing a Taoist robe, just like a female nun's attire, with light lead powder on her face and a thin layer of lip rouge. Although she was just wearing a plain Taoist robe, she still looked charming and her appearance was not inferior to any wealthy lady. However, the beautiful woman had an extremely hot figure. Although her perfect body had long been covered by the loose Taoist robe, even so, it was still difficult to conceal her tall and perfect figure. Her pair of huge breasts were trembling, as if they were about to tear the clothes apart, which was very eye-catching.

　　Pang Jun's lips were dry as he watched, and he recalled the ecstasy night he had with Murong Chuyu in Zhao Wangfu when he first entered Tianjing. He approached Murong Chuyu and said in a wicked voice, "What if I don't leave?"

　　That lewd smile made Murong Chuyu feel uneasy. Her beautiful body couldn't help but shiver. She asked subconsciously: "What do you want to do?! In broad daylight, here, this is Taiyi Temple!" Murong Chuyu said hatefully, but her threat had no effect on Pang Jun at all.

　　"What? Aunt Chuyu, of course we are here to renew our past relationship. Grandpa said that he couldn't bear to see you die, so he handed you over to me." Pang Jun laughed proudly, and lifted up Murong Chuyu's snow-white, round chin with one hand, praising her endlessly: "Tsk tsk, you are such a charming beauty that I feel pity for you. Every scene of our passionate love in Yang Sheng's mansion is still vivid in my mind."

　　"Disgusting and shameless!" Murong Chuyu was so angry that she started cursing.

　　"Hmph, shameless? Who among those in a higher position isn't shameless? And if I can break your heart, what if I can be a little more shameless? Tear!" Pang Jun sneered, tugged hard at the Taoist robe of the beautiful nun with both hands, and then tapped her body several times in a row. The next moment, Murong Chuyu suddenly collapsed powerlessly, like a deflated ball, without a trace of strength, and could only let his nephew do whatever he wanted.

　　"It's so beautiful. I couldn't see it clearly in the dark back then, but today I can appreciate it." Pang Jun smiled ambiguously. He grabbed Murong Chuyu's firm and full breasts with his right hand and started rubbing them. His whole head was almost close to the beautiful nun's plump breasts.

　　Although Murong Chuyu is nearly forty years old, she has been well maintained. The right places are still very firm, and the right tender places are even more tender than those of a young girl. The tempting white breast flesh, the deep cleavage, and the firm dark red nipples are simply tempting. The faint scent of milk is clearly audible, constantly stimulating Pang Jun's desire. He lowered his head and bit the dazzling bud on the top of the beautiful nun's breast with his teeth.

　　"Oh, it's so itchy... you beast... let me go... I'm going to kill you... I will definitely kill you!" The buds on her chest were sucked so hard by Pang Jun that Murong Chuyu couldn't help but let out a long moan. Her whole body tensed up instantly, and her head couldn't help but tilted back. Her body was shaking and trembling, and her heart was beating wildly!

　　Pang Jun ignored Murong Chuyu's threat. His entire head was completely buried between the beautiful woman's snow-white ravines, sweeping her snow-white breasts and nipples back and forth with his tongue, feeling it gradually grow bigger in his mouth. The beautiful nun's humming became louder and louder, lingering in his ears. He looked like a child who suddenly encountered something delicious and was greedily sucking his mother's breasts.

　　"Ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...oh...bastard...ah..." The nipples were sucked like that, and waves of stimulation surged into her heart. Under Pang Jun's teasing, Murong Chuyu's already sensitive body evoked the familiar feeling from the past. Her vagina spurted out a trickle of love juice. At this moment, she suddenly felt her thighs get cold. The Taoist robe on the lower body was actually quietly lifted up by Pang Jun. A hand suddenly reached into her wet peach valley, and this hand forcefully stretched open Yang Chuyu's lustful labia, and then stretched out two fingers like lightning and rubbed them into the gap between the blooming labia.

　　"Oh, I'm going to die... you... little bastard... I'm going to kill you... I will tear you into pieces!" Although Murong Chuyu was extremely angry and kept cursing, the large amount of vaginal fluid that kept flowing out of her Peach Garden Secret Valley due to her passion betrayed her deeply. Feeling the invasion of foreign objects, her slender and toned legs unconsciously parted slightly to facilitate his movements. The waves of pleasure and stimulation made her unable to stop. Her desire was rising, and her moist cherry mouth cried and moaned passionately.

　　Hearing the soul-stirring moans and curses of the mature beauty in front of him, Pang Jun could not help but speed up the speed of his fingers, splashing spring flowers. Finally, Murong Chuyu's little mouth let out a high-pitched moan, her legs stretched straight, clamping his palm in between, her mature body trembling constantly, and her little mouth called out passionately: "Here it comes...someone's coming...ah..." The surging spring water hit Chu Jingyun's fingers and poured out, her cheeks flushed, her eyes half closed, she panted slowly, and the jade rabbits on her chest rose and fell. "You...I finally...freed myself from the past carnal desires...but you...you awakened it again...you...you are such a hateful bear child..." There was a hint of flirting in her words.

　　Pang Jun untied Murong Chuyu's acupuncture points, helped her stand up, pointed at the railing of the pavilion and said softly: "In life, eating, drinking, sex, your so-called calmness is just a fig leaf to cover up your depression. Most of the people you want to avenge have already returned to dust. The rest, including the joys and sorrows of your future life, are left to me. I will bear them with you. Come, lie down here."

　　At this moment, Murong Chuyu no longer had the tension she had before. The invasion just now had released her suppressed carnal desires. However, she no longer needed to please other men. She only needed to target Pang Jun, this big boy whose temperament was very similar to that of her beloved man, that man's biological son, and her own nephew. She turned around and gave Pang Jun a charming look, then bent her waist gently, supported her hands on the edge of the railing, and her snow-white, round buttocks were raised high.

　　Pang Jun's eyes were wide open, staring at his aunt Murong Chuyu's plump and slightly upturned buttocks that swayed left and right. Her round thighs were full and elastic, with soft curves, so beautiful that it made people salivate. Her body was so curvy, mature and charming, as if she was a docile kitten lying in front of him, with her buttocks raised high, waiting for him to enter her, possess her, and ravage her.

　　Murong Chuyu, who was lying on the railing, waited for a moment, but Pang Jun did not invade her. She looked back and saw Pang Jun's eyes were blazing, looking at her body with possessiveness. She couldn't help but moan, and her jade cheeks flushed with shyness. She was as beautiful as a ripe red apple, full of mature charm. She endured the shame in her heart, her face flushed and she said in a charming voice: "Little bastard, have you seen enough!"

　　Pang Jun suddenly woke up from his dream. He quickly untied his belt, straightened his erect penis, held Murong Chuyu's slender waist with one hand, and slowly approached with the other hand holding the powerful and hard dragon. The ferocious dragon head touched the delicate jade gate of the beautiful Taoist nun and slowly pushed forward. He kept stroking the beautiful woman's big buttocks, and finally thrust hard, and the thick and long dragon actually slid completely into Murong Chuyu's mature and delicate body.

　　"Ah..." Murong's beautiful body, which had not been moisturized by a man for several months, was suddenly invaded by such a powerful and hot thing. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and felt as if her body was torn apart by this hateful boy. Not only her body, but even her soul seemed to be forcibly invaded by him.

　　Pang Jun's giant dragon savagely parted Murong Chuyu's extremely delicate petals from behind, and the round and hot dragon head roughly squeezed into her petite and tight valley passage. Murong Chuyu's head tilted back desperately, and her delicate face was covered with a red flush of excitement. At this time, she was under Pang Jun's crotch with seductive eyes, her breath was rapid and light, and she panted repeatedly: "So good...ah...well...gently...ah...oh...too...deep...ah...gently..."

　　Murong Chuyu, who was in bliss, moaned with her rosy, seductive, and wet little mouth. Her sexy and beautiful cherry lips were pouted high, full of sexual teasing and temptation. Her voice was sweet and sticky, and her words were extremely obscene: "Good brother... Brother Yun... look... do you see... you... your good son... I... my good nephew... is... is fucking me hard... fucking... fucking my sister... my sister feels so good... come and look... ah my dear husband... ah... I'm going to fly to the sky..."

　　Hearing Murong Chuyu's obscene words, Pang Jun thrust harder, and the beautiful nun's valley of lower body was spasming and contracting, and the glans rushed into the beautiful woman's heart each time with the inertia of fierce insertion. Murong Chuyu's blushing face began to turn pale as snow, and her seductive little mouth moaned and panted wildly, emitting rapid and mournful moans that made people's blood boil and made them feel intoxicated.

　　The two of them had unrestrained intercourse in the wild in broad daylight. No one knew how long it lasted. Time and again, Pang Jun brought Murong Chuyu to the pinnacle of love between a man and a woman. Pang Jun ravaged her and conquered her again and again, filling her flower path with his essence and making her indulge in a sea of ​​joy. Her vagina, anus, and mouth, all three parts of Murong Chuyu's body were contaminated by Pang Jun's essence. By the time the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, she had already collapsed from exhaustion.