Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist.

She pressed her burning face against Su Hui's firm chest, her voice shy and dreamlike.

Su Hui carried her and turned to walk towards Mary's room at the end of the corridor.

Mary shyly buried her burning cheeks in Su Hui's firm chest, feeling his steady and powerful heartbeat, while her own heart began to pound uncontrollably, as if it were about to jump out of her throat.

Su Hui's heartbeat, strong and powerful, clearly reached her ears through her chest, intertwining with her own heartbeat, which was about to leap out of her throat, to create a blush-inducing melody.

The feeling of being held in his arms was so reassuring, yet also so...exciting.

She could even clearly feel the strong, defined muscles in his arms.

All of the little girl's complex emotions were magnified infinitely at this moment.

Anxiety, anticipation, shame, secret joy...

She even started to have wild thoughts: what kind of bullying would Brother Su Hui do to her later?

Just thinking about it made Mary feel even hotter, almost melting in his arms.

Soon, they arrived at Mary's room.

Su Hui didn't use his hands; he simply used his toes to gently hook the door open.

The room was dark, with only moonlight streaming in through the window, quietly illuminating the floor and outlining the furniture decorated with lace and bows, creating a girlish atmosphere.

Su Hui carried her into the room, then turned his back and closed the door, shutting her out of everything outside.

He walked to the bedside and gently laid the girl in his arms down on the soft bed.

The mattress sank slightly, making a soft sound.

Su Hui did not leave. He braced himself on the bed and leaned over, his tall figure completely enveloping Mary in his shadow.

The two faced each other, their noses almost touching.

In the dim light, he could clearly see the girl's trembling, long eyelashes and her eyes that dared not meet his gaze because of nervousness.

Mary still clung tightly to Su Hui's neck, as if afraid he would suddenly leave.

She mustered the greatest courage of her life, closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

"Brother Su Hui..."

Her voice was weak, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

"I...this is my first time..."

"You...you need to be gentler..."

These stammering words, tinged with the shyness and pleading of a young girl, acted like the most powerful catalyst, instantly igniting the raging fire of desire within Su Hui, already fueled by the devouring of immortal blood.

That restless, overwhelming energy, which almost burned away his reason, found the perfect outlet at this moment.

The desire in Su Hui's heart transformed into a flame powerful enough to devour everything.

He did not answer.

Instead, they responded directly with their actions.

Su Hui leaned down and kissed her fiercely again.

Su Hui's kiss was as hot as a blazing fire, fiercely sealing Mary's soft little mouth.

Her lips trembled slightly, carrying the unique shyness and sweetness of a young girl, as the man forcefully pried them open, his tongue domineeringly probing in, entwining with her tender little tongue.

Mary's breathing became rapid, her sobs were swallowed up, and she could only make soft "uh... hiss..." sounds. Her petite body trembled slightly in Su Hui's arms.

Su Hui's hands were not idle either. One hand supported her on the side, while the other large hand slowly roamed along her slender waist.

Beneath that black and white gothic dress, Mary's delicate body was as soft as cotton, her skin as smooth as cream, a touch that was incredibly alluring.

His fingers gently traced the lace bow at her waist, stopping at her slightly heaving breasts, feeling the two delicate protrusions through the thin fabric.

"Um... Brother Su Hui..."

Mary's voice was barely audible, with the sweet, childlike quality typical of young girls, a mix of shyness and anticipation.

She still held Su Hui's neck tightly with both hands, her fingertips unconsciously clenching, as if afraid he would suddenly pull away.

Her chest rose and fell slightly with her rapid breathing, her small breasts peeking out from under her black and white lace dress, outlining a youthful curve.

“Mary, relax... your brother will make you feel comfortable.”

Su Hui chuckled softly, his large hand stroking the soft, delicate body.

His kiss left Mary's lips, leaving behind a glistening trail of saliva that stretched into an ambiguous silver thread, shimmering in the dim light.

His lips slid down her slender neck, kissing her collarbone and gently sucking, leaving a warm, wet trail.

"Haa...uh..."

Mary's body trembled involuntarily, and she let out a soft moan, her delicate skin flushing a faint pink.

Her golden twin ponytails lay scattered on the pillow, her gothic hair accessories swaying slightly, adding a touch of forbidden allure.

Su Hui's kisses continued downwards, kissing her flat stomach through her dress, his fingers deftly untying the bow on her dress and gently pulling open the lace fabric at her chest.

The thin fabric was lifted, revealing Mary's small yet delicate breasts.

Mary's breasts were small and delicate, with pale pink areolas and two tender pink buds exposed to the air, standing upright like two cherries, trembling slightly with her breath.

Su Hui's gaze turned intense. He lowered his head and took a small bud into his mouth, his tongue nimbly swirling around the cherry, sometimes gently sucking, sometimes lightly biting with his teeth, making soft "cheep...cheep..." sounds.

"Ah... Brother Su Hui... no... that feels so strange..."

Mary's moans became rapid, and her small hands instinctively pushed against his shoulders, but then went limp and powerless.

Her legs unconsciously came together, her toes curled, and her crystal-clear jade feet gently rubbed against the sheets, making a soft rustling sound.

Her toes, wrapped in black stockings, curled up nervously, tightening and loosening with Su Hui's movements.

Su Hui looked up, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Strange? But your body seems to really like it."

His large hand slid down Mary's inner thigh, his fingertips lingering on her smooth skin, feeling the muscles that were slightly tense from nervousness.

His fingers finally stopped at her private parts, which were covered by pink panties, and gently pressed and kneaded them through the thin fabric.

"Ugh...mmm...no...not there..."

Mary's voice trembled with tears. Shame made her instinctively clench her legs together, but this only made her squeeze Su Hui's fingers even tighter.

Her panties were already slightly damp, with warm nectar seeping out and sticking stickily to her petals, emitting a faint sweet fragrance.

Su Hui's fingers nimbly slid along the edge of her panties, touching her delicate petals.

With a gentle flick of his fingertips, he felt a damp, warm sensation. Su Hui deliberately lowered his head and whispered in her ear:

"Little Mary, you're already so wet?"

Mary let out a soft "Ooh" in embarrassment, covering her bright red face with her hands, her voice almost breaking into tears:

"Brother Su Hui... please, please stop..."

Su Hui didn't let her off the hook. He gently parted the petals, his fingertips sliding through the damp crevices until he found the tiny bud and gently massaged it.

Mary's secret garden could hardly be called a golden forest; it only had a few fine, tiny golden hairs, which made the mound of flesh look even more delicate, like a budding flower. With Su Hui's movements, one could clearly feel its softness and smoothness.

"Ah...ah...Brother Su Hui...it's so itchy...waaaah..."

As Su Hui's fingers twirled, Mary let out a soft moan, tinged with shyness and emotion.

Her little hands gripped the sheets tightly, her waist twisted unconsciously, and her little feet rubbed against the sheets, her glistening toes sometimes curling and sometimes stretching.

Her blonde hair was disheveled, with her twin ponytails hanging loosely on the bed. Her gothic skirt was lifted up to her waist, revealing her fair thighs and lace panties soaked with honey.

Su Hui looked down at her passionate expression, his fingertips sliding between her delicate petals, feeling the tight entrance slightly opening and overflowing with warm nectar.

Su Hui looked up at her dazed eyes and a wicked smile crept onto his lips.

He slowly withdrew his finger, held it up in front of Mary, showing off the fingertip soaked in honey, and pulled out a glistening silver thread that shimmered with an ambiguous luster in the dim light.

"Look, Little Mary has so much water, it's even stringy."

"Waaah... good brother... please... stop talking... it's so embarrassing..."

Mary was so embarrassed she almost fainted. She covered her face with her hands, her bright red ear tips peeking out from between her fingers.

"Shame? But your body tells a different story."

Su Hui chuckled, bent down, and gently parted her slender legs with both hands, slowly pulling down her panties and hanging them on her ankles.

The pink panties were damp, with sticky honey-like fluid stretching into thin strands, exuding a sweet scent unique to young girls.

Mary's private parts were completely exposed to Su Hui's view. A small tuft of triangular golden hair adorned her lower abdomen, making her delicate mound of flesh appear even smoother than jade. Her two pink petals were slightly open, revealing the moist crevice in the middle.

The tiny flower buds stand upright, like pearls waiting to be picked, the nectar around them gleaming with a crystal-clear luster, exuding a sweet fragrance unique to young girls that is extremely alluring.

Su Hui's breathing became heavy. He lowered his head and leaned closer, his nose almost touching her petals, and smelled the sweet fragrance.

The warm breath from her nose sprayed onto that sensitive area, causing Mary's body to tremble violently.

"Brother...don't look...sob...it's too embarrassing..."

Mary's voice was trembling with tears. She tried to cover her private parts with her small hands, but Su Hui gently pressed them down, preventing her from moving.

Her legs were spread apart, her calves were raised high, and her toes curled up nervously inside her stockings, outlining an alluring curve.

Ignoring her shyness, Su Hui lowered his head and kissed the tender mound of flesh, then stuck out his tongue and tentatively licked it.

"Zi..."

"Ah...mmm..."

The sound of Su Hui's tongue gliding across her honeyed spot made Mary tense up, and a gasp escaped her throat.

Su Hui's tongue deftly probed inside, sliding up and down along the gaps in the flesh, savoring the sweet nectar.

His tongue deftly circled at the entrance, sometimes lightly touching the bud, sometimes delving deeper into the flower path, bringing forth waves of wet, gurgling sounds.

Mary's moans suddenly became rapid, and her waist swayed uncontrollably, as if both welcoming and escaping.

Her small hand instinctively reached for Su Hui's hair, wanting to push him away but unable to bear it. Her fingertips unconsciously gripped his hair, as if she wanted to both refuse and press him deeper.

Her honey pot secreted more honey under Su Hui's licking, flowing down her buttocks and soaking the sheets beneath her.

“Good brother… Waaah… Don’t lick there… Ah… It feels so strange… Mmm…”

"Mmm...Mary tastes so sweet..."

Su Hui raised his head, licked the honey from the corner of his mouth, and looked at her with burning eyes.

"Are you comfortable, little Mary?"

Su Hui's fingers continued to slide gently between her petals, while his other hand reached for her breasts, grasping one small nipple and teasing the erect bud with his thumb.

Mary's moans grew more intense, her waist twisting as if she couldn't bear the double stimulation.

"Ah...brother...it feels so good...but...uh...it feels so strange...ha..."

Her voice was broken and tearful, her pretty face was flushed red, and her eyes were half-open, revealing a hint of bewilderment and emotion.

"Sizzle... gurgle..."

The sounds of tongues intertwining with honey, mixed with Mary's soft moans, echoed throughout the room.

Her soft moans were tinged with sobs, and her body trembled violently under Su Hui's teasing, like a taut string.

"Ah... good brother... I can't take it anymore... Waaah... I'm... I'm going to come..."

Su Hui's tongue suddenly accelerated, precisely attacking her sensitive spots.

A moment later, Mary's waist arched high, her delicate body suddenly stiffened, and she let out a "whimpering" scream. Her honey hole suddenly contracted, and a stream of warm honey gushed out, which Su Hui swallowed completely.

The sweet taste blossomed on the tip of her tongue, carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl, making Su Hui squint her eyes.

Mary's legs spasmed as she gripped Su Hui's head tightly, her toes curling so tightly they almost cramped, her jade-like feet leaving deep marks on the sheets.

Su Hui raised his head, wiped his mouth, and looked at Mary, who was still immersed in the afterglow of her climax.

The girl's pretty face was flushed, and she was panting heavily. Her chest heaved violently, her golden hair was scattered messily on the bed, her legs were weakly spread apart, and her vulva twitched slightly, glistening with moisture.

"Little Mary, you have so much water... and it tastes so sweet."

Su Hui smiled and couldn't help but tease Mary.

"Waaah... good brother... you, you're bad..."

Mary pouted, so shy she almost wanted to crawl into the sheets, her pearly teeth gently biting her lip, revealing the unique coquettishness of a young girl.