Zhang Yang looked at Sun Bingrou’s excited expression with a burning desire in his heart.
Watching Sun Bingrou wildly twist her waist and constantly rub against his "big baby" below, he felt somewhat elated.
His hands unconsciously grabbed those plump and juicy buttocks, assisting Sun Bingrou in shaking even harder.
"Teacher, you’re so warm inside, so tight, so wet, it’s really incredible."
Sun Bingrou, with her hands on Zhang Yang’s shoulders, shouted excitedly.
"Teacher feels so good, too, harder, give it to me hard."
"Reached the deepest part, I love this feeling, so satisfying."
Sun Bingrou’s voice became increasingly high-pitched, but in the next second, she suddenly remembered that it was not yet officially after work hours, and there were still many doctors in the hospital.
So she quickly covered her mouth, biting her teeth tightly to stop herself from making too much noise, but she couldn’t control it, and her voice still slipped through her fingers.
Zhang Yang, seeing this, became even naughtier, aligning with Sun Bingrou’s movements to thrust deeply with each stroke.
Sun Bingrou’s body intoxicated Zhang Yang. Although they had done this many times, each time Zhang Yang found it thrilling.
Whether it was Sun Bingrou’s breasts or buttocks, Zhang Yang found them irresistible.
Every time he was with Sun Bingrou, it was an immersive enjoyment from which he couldn’t extricate himself.
"I can’t hold it anymore, Teacher Zhang Yang is about to come, faster... faster..."
Seeing this, Zhang Yang immediately propped Sun Bingrou’s buttocks up and then began to show off his core strength.
The vigorous pounding sent Sun Bingrou flying into ecstasy.
"It’s coming... it’s coming... Ah!!!"
Sun Bingrou, riding on top of Zhang Yang, couldn’t stop her body from trembling.
The moans from her mouth seemed as if they could penetrate the entire hospital.
At that moment, Sun Bingrou had forgotten where she was and completely let herself go.
Zhang Yang felt somewhat proud, then lifted Sun Bingrou, laying her flat on the sofa and raising her beautiful legs.
He started a new round of punishment.
Sun Bingrou was still immersed in the pleasure she had just experienced, not expecting Zhang Yang to give her no chance to catch her breath at all.
She dove into a new wave of surges, biting her red lips and moaning nonstop.
Meanwhile, her arms wrapped around Zhang Yang’s neck, their lower parts tightly joined together.
The kiss came naturally, with tongues entwining, enjoying the excitement and pleasure.
And the "big baby" was crazily moving in and out of that moist Peach Land.
"Do you like doing it with me, Teacher?" Zhang Yang asked gently, close to Sun Bingrou’s nose.
Sun Bingrou, panting lightly, responded, "I like it... Teacher likes doing it with you... I don’t want any other man to touch me but you."
The breath on Zhang Yang’s face and those impassioned words made him insatiable.
"Then, Teacher, do you prefer being on top or bottom?"
"Both... I like both, mainly because doing it with you, my bad student, any position makes Teacher happy."
As her words fell, Sun Bingrou once again passionately kissed Zhang Yang.
Such passionate behavior gave Zhang Yang an immense sense of satisfaction.
"You little tease are getting naughtier and more enchanting." Zhang Yang managed to say in a break.
Sun Bingrou’s lips also curved into an enticing smile.
"Bad student, the teacher just wants to completely bewitch you, so you have no thoughts of other women. The teacher wants to monopolize you all to herself."
Zhang Yang’s lips curled up in a mischievous smile as he said, "Are you sure, teacher? Then you’ve got to hold on, because I’m starting now."
"What? Hasn’t it already started?" Sun Bingrou was still unaware of the tempest she was about to face.
Trying to dream of monopolizing Zhang Yang all to herself made Zhang Yang feel like the teacher was getting carried away—it was crucial for her to experience his true power.
So, the next second, Zhang Yang went wild, plunging deeply with each thrust, much more forceful and several times faster than before.
"Ah ah... don’t be too intense, Zhang Yang, this isn’t good..."
Sun Bingrou’s hands clung desperately to Zhang Yang’s back, the intense pleasure already too much for her.
But Zhang Yang had no intention of stopping, and his pace didn’t slow in the slightest.
"I can’t, it’s coming, it’s really coming..."
Sun Bingrou’s delicate body shuddered once more, her high-pitched voice becoming louder and more melodious.
However, Zhang Yang was still charging forward; Sun Bingrou suddenly wanted to escape, her body retreating continuously.
She kept pleading, "Zhang Yang, stop, it’s going to break."
Zhang Yang chuckled with a naughty grin, "Teacher, just endure it a little longer, I’m almost there."
"I can’t, I really can’t, please Zhang Yang... I can’t take it... The teacher really can’t take it anymore."
Unfortunately for Sun Bingrou, Zhang Yang was not listening; this was no joke. Sun Bingrou harbored thoughts of monopolizing him, and this notion must be nipped in the bud.
In the event Sun Bingrou really considered divorce or even pressured him to break up, things could get quite serious. Anyway, Zhang Yang would never break up with Xiao Man.
So, today, a little punishment for the teacher was a must.
Five minutes later, Sun Bingrou reached the pinnacle of ecstasy again—although the peak was reached, the ecstasy was laced with a bit of pain.
The feeling was like being too excited, her body shaking non-stop as if her soul was quivering.
But Zhang Yang still did not stop.
Tears rolled down Sun Bingrou’s face, "Zhang Yang please, the teacher knows she’s wrong, just stop."
Sun Bingrou had realized by now that Zhang Yang was teaching her a little lesson.
For the first time, Sun Bingrou experienced Zhang Yang’s true strength, which was impossible for a woman to withstand; it was too crazy.
She felt like her body was really going to be ruined, her voice breaking with sobs as Zhang Yang listened.
He also let out a low growl, "Teacher, just endure it a little longer, I’m about to come."
Under such fierce onslaught, Zhang Yang too reached his limit.
Hearing Zhang Yang’s words, Sun Bingrou instinctively clung to his waist and actively moved to meet him.
She knew that the way to make Zhang Yang stop was to quickly make him come.
After another round of rapid and violent thrusts, Big Baby swelled enormously, and a hot spray of bullets burst forth.
This intense stimulus once again made Sun Bingrou climb to the peak.
But this time, Sun Bingrou truly cried—the sensation of pleasure mixed with pain was too torturous, utterly unbearable.
Zhang Yang also panted heavily. Nearly twenty minutes of relentless pounding had also required a huge amount of energy.
But seeing Sun Bingrou actually crying, he felt a bit of regret; perhaps he had been too forceful.