Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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Having received permission, Ronan unzipped his pants, and his monstrous, hard erection, almost touching his abs, sprang out. Although Zhao Yingqi had seen it once from afar in the dim light, seeing it so close still made him tremble with fright.

If this hammer-like thing goes in, won't it smash everything inside?

Ronan leaned forward, took off her cardigan, and unhooked her bra. His large penis pressed against her vulva, and while kissing her, he gently kneaded and pressed her small, not large, but particularly round and perky breasts with erect nipples, which slowly made her relax.

After a short while, Ronan tried to enter, but he was too big, and Zhao Yingqi was too tight, even tighter than Alice. He couldn't even squeeze half his head in. Ronan could already hear her whimpering with a sob in her voice.

Ronan had no choice but to stop and use his fingers instead.

But as soon as the finger went in, it felt like it was being tightly wrapped up. It was so tight, and Zhao Yingqi was young and it was her first time, so there wasn't much fluid.

Fortunately, Ronan was prepared. With a flick of his finger, a can of lubricant flew over. Ronan scooped out a dollop and applied it to Zhao Yingqi's genitals.

After he finished, Ronan went in again and immediately pushed his head in. Zhao Yingqi cried out in pain, "Ouch!" He immediately pressed his hands against Ronan's chest to stop him from going any further.

"Relax, it's okay," Ronan reassured her.

This is not a lie to fool people. Zhao Yingqi is no ordinary person. She is a second-tier mage with a tolerance far exceeding that of ordinary humans. She is just a little unaccustomed to it right now.

After a brief pause, Ronan thrust his hips forward, penetrating a third of the way in. Instantly, blood seeped out. Zhao Yingqi immediately grabbed a pillow, covered his face with it, and bit down hard on the pillow.

After pausing for a while, Ronan began to insert the needles slowly and gently.

Only when he felt Zhao Yingqi's body relax and no longer tense did Ronan support her waist with both hands. "It's time to begin." As soon as he finished speaking, Ronan thrust all the way in. Zhao Yingqi felt as if her whole body had been pierced and split apart. Her black-stockinged little feet kicked wildly, and her hands pounded the bed.

Ronan pulled back the pillow, pressed his lips against Zhao Yingqi's, and began to exert force with his waist and abdomen.

Zhao Yingqi's mind went completely blank. Ronan was also somewhat lost in the intense pleasure of being locked up and the strange joy of pinning his daughter's best friend down.

Chapter 597 Too Tight, I Can Do It, I'm Going All Out

It was so tight inside, and it was swirling, like being gripped tightly by two hands, and then being wrung out like a towel.

Ronan's entire consciousness was filled with that strange pleasure, and he had no self-control whatsoever.

Zhao Yingqi's thighs and buttocks suddenly twitched, and in the rush, he squeezed violently. Luo Nan ejaculated immediately, and more than twenty streams of thick yellow and white semen shot out, taking about half a minute to finish. At this time, less than five minutes had passed since he had fully penetrated.

When Ronan regained consciousness, his penis had already gone soft, but even though it was soft, he still felt tightly enveloped.

Ronan withdrew, his massive member exiting, and instantly large amounts of thick liquid gushed out. Zhao Yingqi's clean, hairless genitals were covered in bluish-red stains, and he lay there on his back, motionless. The crotch of his black pantyhose had been torn at some point.

Her slender, shapely legs lay limply, as if their bones had been removed, her small feet swaying weakly from side to side.

She was panting heavily, her chest and ribs expanding and contracting, causing her round and perky breasts to sway as well.

Seeing this scene, and with his pent-up desire not yet fully released, Ronan unconsciously became erect again, feeling uncomfortably swollen.

He was too embarrassed to bother Zhao Yingqi any further, so he could only hold it himself and stroke it against Zhao Yingqi.

After stroking himself for a while, Ronan's desire did not subside at all; on the contrary, it intensified. Taking a deep breath, Ronan prepared to leave to take a shower and suppress the fire in his abdomen.

Just then, Zhao Yingqi stretched out his foot and swiped it across Luo Nan's thigh, saying, "I can."

With a bang, flames rose up. Ronan grabbed Zhao Yingqi's legs with both hands, flipped her over, and put two pillows under her abdomen, making her buttocks stick out.

Encased in pantyhose that had already run, her flesh was neither thick nor sparse, but tender, smooth, and rounded. Her perfectly curved buttocks, accentuated by her slender waist, added another layer of allure.

Ronan gripped his massive member, half-squatted into a horse stance, and thrust it in diagonally downwards. Zhao Yingqi was jolted forward by the thrust, his hands outstretched, and he only managed to regain his balance by pressing against the headboard.

Immediately afterwards, Ronan began thrusting in and out in a horse stance.

Ronan's movements weren't violent, but Zhao Yingqi was still like a small boat caught in a storm at sea, swaying back and forth.

There was still a lot of lubricant, semen, and vaginal fluid left inside. Ronan suddenly fucked her short and fast. Soon, the residual fluid at the edge of the vaginal opening was like foamy milk.

After being tormented like this, Zhao Yingqi could no longer contain herself and began to sob and groan. She wanted to call for a stop countless times, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

Gradually, the burning, tearing pain in her lower body subsided, and an indescribable pleasure began to spread, gradually taking over her consciousness.

She began to feel what she wanted.

After Ronan noticed that Zhao Yingqi's moans were gradually turning into lewd cries, he changed his posture and adjusted his rhythm, starting to use a combination of deep and shallow, fast and slow techniques, occasionally slapping his buttocks to stir up a wave of pleasure.

"Judging from your expression, will you still dare to say 'I can' in the future?" Ronan asked with a hint of feigned ruthlessness.

Having begun to adapt, and with Ronan adjusting the pace, Zhao Yingqi remained much more clear-headed, insisting, "I can do it."

"Heh." Ronan sneered, then charged forward with a burst of energy.

Zhao Yingqi's entire body was trembling violently, and he couldn't even close his mouth, just letting out a series of "oh oh ah ah" sounds.

"Do you know you were wrong?" Ronan asked again.

Zhao Yingqi turned around and glared at Ronan with shame and indignation. "Hmph."

Ronan suddenly stopped his waist movements, pushed Zhao Yingqi away, and with a snap, like pulling out a stopper, his huge penis was completely pulled out. "If you still want it, then honestly admit your mistake."

"I...I know I was wrong," Zhao Yingqi said reluctantly.

Ronan stood up, the massive object facing Zhao Yingqi. "Talk is not enough."

In an instant, Zhao Yingqi recalled the actions she had witnessed outside the window that night long ago, and she felt both ashamed and angry. "You, you're bullying me!" In the blink of an eye, tears streamed down her face.

Ronan realized he had gone too far, so he quickly sat down and hugged Zhao Yingqi. "Ah, I'm sorry, I went too far."

Upon seeing Ronan apologize, even though he didn't say anything particularly conciliatory, Zhao Yingqi instantly stopped crying and smiled. He gently nudged Ronan with his elbow and said in a very soft voice, "Actually, it's not that it's impossible, it's just too dirty."

Ronan chuckled, his mouth almost touching Zhao Yingqi's ear, and whispered something.

Zhao Yingqi's eyes remained fixed on Ronan as he broke free from her embrace. He turned to look at Ronan, his eyes filled with disgust, helplessness, and surprise, yet also a hint of eagerness. Finally, he sighed, got out of bed, and said, "I'll go get a clean one."

A moment later, Zhao Yingqi brought over a pair of flesh-colored stockings and put them on Ronan's enormous member.

As she grasped it with one hand, Zhao Yingqi had a real feeling. Just now, she realized that something so thick, so hard, and so hot had been going in and out of her body. And later, she had actually felt a little desire for it. And now, she even wanted to do what others did, to use her mouth... The shame in her heart made her freeze in place.

Seeing Zhao Yingqi's reaction, Ronan didn't want to force him. "It's alright, we can talk about it later."

“I can!” she emphasized again.

As she spoke, Zhao Yingqi opened her mouth and took it in. It was her first time doing oral sex, so she had no experience and just tried to imitate Elena's movements from memory. But she could take such a thick and long thing in her mouth but couldn't swallow it at all. She didn't know how to move her tongue and couldn't make any movements. So she had to try to do it at an angle, and in an instant, Ronan pushed her cheeks up.

After trying for a long time, and even scraping Ronan's teeth several times, it still wasn't fixed.

Ronan laughed, "You can't walk, so you want to learn to run?"

Zhao Yingqi wanted to retort, but with a big stick in his mouth, he could only make muffled sounds. He angrily spat it out and stared at Ronan without saying a word.

"Hold it first, don't swallow it, just lick it," Ronan instructed.

Zhao Yingqi lay prone, grasping it with one hand, and tried it out. Ronan looked down at her, and he could see Zhao Yingqi's eyelashes clearly. Her serious expression and clumsy movements excited Ronan so much that his huge member couldn't help but twitch twice.

Zhao Yingqi stopped licking and asked curiously, "Does this feel good to you?"

"Hmm." Ronan hummed in agreement. "However, it only feels comfortable when it's a pretty girl."

"Hmph, you naughty uncle who doesn't behave properly." Zhao Yingqi scolded playfully, but secretly he was delighted. He opened his mouth and took half of the head into his mouth, and began to lick it with his tongue.

Ronan grabbed Zhao Yingqi's hair with one hand and tied it into a ponytail.

Her movements were still a bit clumsy, but she tried her best to make Ronan feel comfortable.

Suddenly, she seemed to think she could manage it, and swallowed again, even trying to swallow it with force. As a result, she irritated her throat and immediately spat it out, coughing several times. She looked both funny and cute.

"Don't rush, take your time," Ronan advised.

Zhao Yingqi gripped the massive member again, and the little princess's temper flared up; she was determined to get her hands on that thing.

Chapter 598. I went high on my first try. How could this be? I'm so touched.

Zhao Yingqi licked and swallowed greedily for a while, and the flesh-colored stockings covering Ronan's huge thing were soaked with saliva and turned grayish-brown. They went from loosely covering it to clinging to it tightly, and the grotesque shape of the huge thing could already be seen.

After spitting out the enormous object, Zhao Yingqi gasped for breath, rubbing her aching cheeks. She had struggled against this thing, but in the end, she had lost.

Ronan looked at Zhao Yingqi, then used magic to pull over another pair of flesh-colored stockings from a short distance away. He then pulled the stockings off his massive member. "How about you wear these two stockings from now on?"

Zhao Yingqi pouted and shook her head, "No, it's dirty."

"Dirty? Look down." Ronan said, pointing.

Zhao Yingqi looked down and realized that because of her previous movements, the fluid inside had flowed out, covering the thick black pantyhose, which was no cleaner than the pantyhose she had used to cover Ronan's opening.

Looking at these marks, Zhao Yingqi thought of how Ronan had initially made her suffer terribly, crying and acting out, losing face completely. In her anger, she took off her black pantyhose, which had already been torn at the crotch, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it hard on the floor. Then, somewhat reluctantly, she put on these flesh-colored stockings. Actually, they were originally garter stockings, but she hadn't brought the garter straps over.

"I don't want to lie face down with my back to you," Zhao Yingqi said to Ronan, a mix of coquetry and pleading.

Ronan nodded slightly, sat on the headboard pillow, spread his legs, and opened his arms.

Zhao Yingqi didn't understand, but simply moved closer.

Ronan pulled her into his arms and then let her wrap her arms around his neck.

Zhao Yingqi's legs were naturally spread apart on either side of Luo Nan. Luo Nan held her two buttocks with both hands, pushed them in, adjusted the position, and his huge penis squeezed in halfway.

Ronan pushed his hands inwards again, and his huge penis was completely inside. Zhao Yingqi spread his fingers wide, his fingernails digging into Ronan's back muscles.

Then, while using his hands to lift and lower Zhao Yingqi's buttocks, pushing forward and pulling back, Luo Nan used his waist and abdomen to make love to her while sitting like this.

It would also sway from side to side, lift and lower her buttocks, scrape them from side to side, and thrust them up and down. Moreover, Ronan's stiff pubic hair would constantly rub against and tease her vulva.

Soon, Zhao Yingqi was drenched in sweat. Before, she was tense and in pain, but now she was happy and excited. The walls of her vagina began to tighten and grip her. Even though her legs were apart, they were so tight that Ronan couldn't thrust in and out much. It was a high-frequency thrusting.

Zhao Yingqi reached his first true climax and was already out of his mind. He bit Ronan on the shoulder.

"Why are you biting me?" Ronan yelled.

Zhao Yingqi couldn't hear him at all, as if he was controlled by instinct. He twisted his waist and shook his buttocks wildly, like a female in heat, who needed to pull out Ronan's thick love fluid immediately.

"Ugh, ahh." Ronan groaned softly, closed his eyes, and suddenly hugged Zhao Yingqi, followed by a powerful upward ejaculation.

After Ronan took a few deep breaths and opened his eyes, he found that Zhao Yingqi had already fainted.

Shaking his head and smiling, Ronan settled Zhao Yingqi down and covered him with a blanket.

After going to the bathroom, Ronan followed him into bed.

When Zhao Yingqi woke up, she found herself lying in bed with Ronan asleep with his back to her.

In the entire bedroom, only one oil lamp was lit at the edge. Zhao Yingqi sat up. She was now fully awake and immediately smelled the fishy smell of seafood. She covered her nose uncomfortably with her hand. Then she looked at the tattered and dirty black pantyhose by the bed and hurriedly touched the stockings on her own legs. Everything that had happened instantly flooded her mind.

Zhao Yingqi covered his forehead with one hand, staring blankly ahead with unfocused eyes.

"Oh my god, how could this happen? How could this happen to me..." she kept repeating to herself.

Her first imagined scenario was that she would lie there very quietly, looking at Ronan with a "please pity" gaze, while Ronan would act with a very gentle and tender gesture.

Wonderful, and blissful.

But that's not how it is at all. It wasn't like that from the beginning. She wondered if she had lost her mind, saying things like "I can." In the end, she even started swaying on her own. She was only seventeen years old, and this was her first time. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't face anyone.

"How could you be like this? You shouldn't be like this," Zhao Yingqi muttered to himself.

"Aren't you cold sitting here daydreaming so late at night?" Ronan's voice suddenly appeared, startling Zhao Yingqi. He then asked, "By the way, what are you daydreaming about?"

Zhao Yingqi was at a loss for words to explain why she was spacing out.

Ronan smiled, grabbed Zhao Yingqi and pulled her back into bed to face him, asking, "Does it still hurt?"

"No, oh no, it hurts." Zhao Yingqi wanted to say it didn't hurt, but then changed his mind.

Ronan was both amused and exasperated. "You're acting strange."

"I..." Zhao Yingqi was speechless, then looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, and suddenly changed the subject, "Do you like me the way I was at the end?"

"Huh?" Ronan was a little confused, but after thinking about it, he understood a bit.

Zhao Yingqi seemed somewhat ashamed, but if Ronan liked it, she could convince herself otherwise.

“There’s no need to care about my preferences. I’m not someone you need to please,” Ronan said, stroking Zhao Yingqi’s hair. “Just consider your own preferences.”

"I...I don't know," Zhao Yingqi mumbled, no longer understanding her own preferences.

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Ronan asked.

Zhao Yingqi hesitated for a moment, avoiding Ronan's gaze, and said, "Am I... a little too... too unreserved?" She meant to say "wild," but changed it to "unreserved."

“No, absolutely not.” Ronan firmly denied it.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yingqi smiled, relieved.

Ronan remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he chuckled to himself; this kid was truly naive.

"Go to sleep," Ronan said, turning away.

Zhao Yingqi looked at Luo Nan, who had turned away, and wanted to hug him, but after giving a soft "hmm," he turned his back and closed his eyes.

It took her a long time to fall asleep.

The next day, as sunlight streamed through the window into the bedroom, Zhao Yingqi opened his eyes in a daze and smelled a fragrant aroma of oil.