Chapter 1196: What purpose? Use the fire extinguisher! Chun'er exclaimed spontaneously. Fire extinguisher? Lu Yun chuckled, "Sister, I don't have a fire extinguisher on me..." "Yes, you do. It's a big, impressive one," Chun'er said, pressing firmly against the hot object in her hands, her cheeks slightly flushed. Xiao Ping laughed softly, "It is indeed big—look, even your little hands are struggling to hold it." With a touch of admiration and a hint of teasing, she added, reaching out and gently brushing the spot where Chun'er's delicate fingers were lightly rubbing the exposed part of Lu Yun's member. That part, which was the prominent head of Lu Yun's member, was revealed at the palm's edge. Xiao Ping's slender fingers playfully stroked the large, bird-like head, and instantly, a clear liquid glistened in the dragon's solitary eyes. "Lu Yun, it seems as though my sister has caught fire—she's quite uncomfortable. You must come quickly and comfort her..." Chun'er had waited long enough. Before Lu Yun and Ma Shufen had even begun their activities, a steady flow of water had already poured down like a river, soaking the entire bedsheet. Now, without the elder Li Xiufang present, Chun'er felt her emotions surge, and she had been eager to act all along. Moreover, with Lu Yun choosing to attend to her first, a subtle sense of superiority instantly filled her heart. He was so attentive to her—she couldn't let him wait any longer. "Sister, my body is so warm and hot, how am I supposed to put out this fire?" Lu Yun smiled brightly, gently pressing his fingers against the full, swelled peaks of Chun'er's breasts. Instantly, a steady stream of creamy milk shot out like a fountain, perfectly catching in the space between Lu Yun's open mouth. "Brother-in-law, you need to stimulate me..." Chun'er gently closed her eyes, breathing rapidly, her hands urgently guiding Lu Yun's member between her legs. Lu Yun maintained the right rhythm, withdrawing promptly when his member first touched the soft folds of Chun'er's thighs, preventing it from further penetrating the warm area. Only after Chun'er's swollen peak ceased its stream of moisture did Lu Yun roll over, contentedly licking his lips and saying, "That was delicious—so satisfying." "...Hmm." Chun'er remained speechless, refusing with a plaintive tone: "Little Yun, you've certainly had your fill, but I'm still hungry! Please, feed me properly!" Her eyes expressed helplessness, her expression one of genuine longing. Lu Yun was taken aback. Lying on his back, his member stood like an angry sword aiming straight for the heavens, rigid and upright. Chun seemed to want to follow Ma Shufen's example and sit directly on top of Lu Yun, yet when she glanced at the robust size of his member, she felt a bit intimidated—afraid that her own smaller opening wouldn’t allow Lu Yun’s member to slide in as smoothly as Ma Shufen had done. As she hesitated, Xiao Ping, watching Lu Yun’s member—standing like a javelin—could no longer contain her curiosity. She thought to herself: What’s wrong with Chun? With Lu Yun lying this way, isn’t this the perfect moment to mount him? Isn’t it a waste of time for her to hesitate? Then she would step in herself! Having thought it over, just as Chun'er spoke to Lu Yun in a plaintive tone, Xiao Ping suddenly rose, swung her legs, and before Chun'er could react, had already settled herself above Lu Yun's body, her lush, long legs now damp with moisture between them. Chun'er cut in sharply, "Little Ping, I can yield to you on all other matters, but not on this one. Didn't you see me negotiating with Lu Yun just now? This is precisely what you're doing—taking advantage of my inattention, slipping onto Lu Yun's shoulders while I wasn't looking. Come down, I'm going to take my seat." At this, Little Ping hesitated, "Chun'er, just this once, please. After we return, I'll find a way to make it up to you. Look, I've already climbed up this far—should I go down now, even if I agree, my lower lips won't be able to bear it." Saying this, she slightly turned her body, revealing her lush, flourishing lower half to Chun'er. Indeed, beneath that dark, richly textured skin, the flow of the river rivaled Chun'er's in splendor. Chun'er naturally wouldn't yield. Though Ma Shufen and Li Xiufang were both absent, Chun'er worried they might suddenly appear at any moment, and if that happened, she might have to lose Lu Yun from her side once again. So, while the two were away, Chun'er needed to act immediately and get Lu Yun's member deep inside her. "Little Ping, go down," Chun'er urged urgently. "No, Chun'er. Let go of me and let me sit down." Little Ping remained firm. At that moment, Chun'er had Lu Yun's member firmly held in her hand, and when she noticed Little Ping seated above Lu Yun's body, she lifted her hand slightly, fully enclosing Lu Yun's large dragon-head within her palm. Now, with Little Ping in a favorable position, as long as she didn't move down, Chun'er would never be able to smoothly roll with Lu Yun. Neither of the two would yield, and Lu Yun, lying on the bed, found the scene quite entertaining. He broke in, saying, "Ladies, stop arguing. Meals are eaten one bite at a time—this matter should also be handled one step at a time. If you keep holding each other up like this, who’s really suffering? Isn’t it me, watching over you both, yet unable to enjoy the meal myself? I’m truly bearing the burden." Lu Yun spoke the truth—should Chun'er and Xiao Ping continue to hold their ground, they truly had no idea when the situation would finally resolve. "Ah?" Both Chun'er and Xiao Ping exclaimed in surprise. They had never thought of this before, and only now, upon Lu Yun’s reminder, did they realize it. Throughout the process, men usually felt more urgency than women. After all this tense holding, Lu Yun must have been growing increasingly anxious. Realizing this, Chun'er suddenly released her grip and said to Xiao Ping, "Xiao Ping, go ahead and do it with Lu Yun first. I’ll stay by the side and watch. Once you’re finished, I’ll take over from there." "Chun'er, how about you go first?" Xiao Ping also rolled off Lu Yun and gently pushed Chun'er, indicating that she should join Lu Yun in making love. Well, just moments ago still fiercely competing with each other, the two instantly became mutually respectful and deferential thanks to Lu Yun's simple remark. "Come on, don't keep holding back and yielding like this—both of you come together!" Seeing this, Lu Yun couldn't help but laugh and sigh, suddenly rising, and wrapping his arms around both of them—right away, they tumbled into each other. Oh my! Chun'er and Xiao Ping gasped in surprise, quietly amazed at Lu Yun's bold move—was he really going to make love to both of them at once? ... A series of sounds came from inside the house. Li Xiufang, standing in the courtyard, listened to the sounds and felt an itching discomfort in her heart. She moved quietly to the doorway and peeked in. There, she just happened to see Lu Yun engaged in vigorous activity on Chun'er. The rhythmic intensity of his movements surprised her greatly. Yet even more astonishing was that, while handling Chun'er, Lu Yun didn't leave his other hand idle—his three fingers rapidly inserted and withdrew from the small mouth beneath Xiao Ping's. Thus, Lu Yun was simultaneously attending to both Chun'er and Xiao Ping. What a greedy young man! Li Xiufang smiled to herself quietly, hiding behind the door and intently watching Lu Yun and the others engage in their pleasant activities. As time passed, she began to feel a growing warmth spreading through her body, as though something were gently teasing her from within. Without realizing it, she slowly lowered her hands and reached inside her skirt, brushing her fingers against the dark, lush stream that covered the inner part of her pants. Ma Shufen leaned in to listen to the sounds inside the room. After hearing the cries of Chun'er and Xiao Ping, she looked deeply frustrated and said, "Lu Yun really knows how to make things complicated—this isn't even over yet." Suddenly remembering something, she smiled quietly and said to Li Xiufang, "Xiufang, could you help me with something?" "What is it?" Li Xiufang asked. "Just come with me," Ma Shufen replied, then walked over to the well. She scooped up some water with a spoon and then drew a full syringe. "Shufen, what on earth are you doing now?" Li Xiufang was even more puzzled—what could possibly be going on with this syringe? Ma Shufen smiled and handed the full syringe to Li Xiufang, saying, "Xiufang, please push the water in the syringe into my backside." "Oh?" Li Xiufang was startled, her eyes widening in surprise, "Shufen, what are you trying to do now?" "Never mind," Ma Shufen said, "just push it as instructed. I'll tell you everything else later." Ma Shufen turned around and immediately began to remove her clothes. She puffed out her two large, full breasts, swaying side to side, and urged, "Xiu Fang, hurry up!" Li Xiu Fang listened to Ma Shufen's words, her skin prickling with gooseflesh. She glanced at the syringe in her hands. Though there was no pillow, she wasn't sure how to proceed—what if she had to insert it into the back of Ma Shufen's flower? It was truly a dilemma. Amid Ma Shufen's persistent urging, Li Xiu Fang pondered what Ma Shufen's intention might be.