Country Beauty 286, Main Text 286 – Hot, Hot 286 Chapter (Hot, Hot) Iron Xinlan’s movements grow increasingly vigorous; a steady stream of water flows down, dampening the bedsheet, yet the crisp, pleasant sound of the rhythmic taps becomes even more delightful. This content comprises the textual material of Chapter 286 of the novel "Country Beauty 286." – Love Chamber – (waoshu8m) In a short while, fine beads of sweat dot Iron Xinlan’s porcelain skin, and her entire body begins to tremble subtly. To avoid being heard by passersby outside the office, she suppresses her sounds to a minimum, emitting soft, powerful sighs through her nose with each deep breath. Lu Yun leans against the wall, his hands cradling the two rising and falling peaks, channeling all his strength into the member being rhythmically drawn in and out by Iron Xinlan, remaining steady and composed amid her intense, surging movements. "Ah—" Tien Xianlan exhaled deeply, suddenly pausing her movements. She shook a few beads of sweat from her forehead, breathing heavily and smiling, "Little mischievous one, I'm so tired. It's your turn now—I'm nearly at my limit." "Tian Xianlan, let me take care of you," Lu Yun smiled gently. Seeing that she indeed looked weary, he released her two graceful peaks, rolled over to press her beneath him, adjusted his position, and took a deep breath. Then, with movements even more intense than a storm, he began. "Ah—please, gentle! It's so painful!" Tian Xianlan frowned, groaning in discomfort. Lu Yun abruptly stopped, looking puzzled, "Tian Xianlan, didn't you already adjust to it just a moment ago? Why are you still in pain?" Tie-xin Lan glanced at him with a touch of bashfulness, saying, "It's still your size—it seems even bigger than last week. I've been trying my best to keep up with what I can handle, but you just keep pushing, never showing a bit of consideration. You're so relentless, always going all out like you're a dummy, and even a dummy gets knocked to pieces under your force. This content is from Chapter 286 of 'Rural Beauty in Her Prime.' Lu Yun also noticed that his member was growing stronger and stronger. Hearing Tie-xin Lan's words, he felt even more certain of it, yet couldn't quite figure out why this was happening. If this trend continued, even women who had given birth to ten or twelve children wouldn't be able to withstand the impact of his member. Seeing the pain on Tie-xin Lan's face, Lu Yun suddenly felt a growing sense of worry. Good heavens—while others struggled because their members weren't strong enough, he was now troubled because his member was too large and simply couldn't be tolerated by the women. What was he supposed to do now? Lü Yun thought he was worried about himself, but Tie Xinlan gave a quiet smile and said, "As long as you're gentle, my place is quite rare—especially for a good opening. You just need to know how to cherish and value what you have." Naturally, Lü Yun understood the concept of cherishing his beloved, yet after being handled so thoroughly by Tie Xinlan, his vitality had already reached a steady, anchoring state—urgently needing a vigorous, full-throated surge. Moreover, since Tie Xinlan's body was governed by the White Tiger, an added point of excitement was naturally introduced. Thus, when Tie Xinlan began to feel tired, he flipped over and took the initiative to press forward, his speed and depth far surpassing anything ordinary. "Xinlan, shall I step back now so you can rest?" Lu Yun looked down at his own member, still a small portion remaining outside. Even with that, it was enough to make Iron Xinlan complain. Though he could now manage to keep it from going too deep, the moment they began to move, it was entirely beyond his control. The narrow passage of Iron Xinlan’s body made Lu Yun feel as though he had to fully explore and expand it. “Not yet,” Xinlan said softly, her voice delicate. “Just be gentle. When I reach a peak, then you may go as freely as you like.” Lu Yun nodded, carefully controlling his member, moving with a slow, deliberate pace that brought a distinct pleasure to his heart. Especially Xinlan, who grew increasingly restless and itchy under Lu Yun’s nearly snail-like progress, gradually increasing the strength of her own subtle, rounded, and firm pelvic movements. "Xinlan姐..." Lu Yun was nearly bursting with excitement, a fierce flame burning inside his chest. Tie Xinlan breathed softly, her eyes misty and glistening, her cheeks flushed. Even her porcelain-like skin now carried a delicate pink hue. With a gentle smile, she opened her lips: "Little bad boy, now you can go ahead and press firmly. Gradually increase both speed and strength—don't rush all at once, do you know?" A series of frantic, powerful impacts, Iron Xinlan had no idea how many exquisite peaks of ecstasy she had reached under Lu Yun’s nearly devastating actions—she only knew that the bedding beneath her had been knocked aside, and the scattered water droplets from the fountain had soaked it, making it damp and slippery. Tie-xin Lan woke up from a semi-comatose state, smiling at Lu Yun and saying, "You're right, too—there must be some secret remedy of yours. Otherwise, how could that thing have improved so much compared to last week? I've been hit by it so many times, I've nearly passed out each time." Lu Yun grinned mischievously. "Then how did you manage to wake up again?" Suddenly, Tie-xin Lan blushed, burying her head in his arms and scolding, "You're right—still, it wasn't your own breath that woke me up. It was the thing you sprayed—like hot water, scalding, scalding!" After saying this, she felt the bedsheet damp and uncomfortable, so both of them rose and changed the wet sheet. Lu Yun, being observant, noticed a series of droplets of his own essence seeping out from within Tie-xin Lan's body, and he chuckled, "Heart-Flower Sister, look—what's dripping from you there?" Tie-xin Lan was tidying up the bed when she heard Lu Yun's words. Looking down, she just happened to see a drop of milky substance trailing a long line and landing on the freshly made bedsheet. The blush that had already been on her face didn't fade; instead, it intensified, now glowing like a vibrant, colorful sunset. She spat out, "What could you possibly not know? Ungrateful little bad boy—after bothering me so, you still manage to tease me!" ... Rural Beauty 286, Main Text 286—Updated with fresh warmth!