Desert Island Girl (Pure Lily) - Chapter 42.1

“Ha… ha… Xiao Yang… Xiao Yang?”

In the darkness, everything was silent.

Having found the generator, Xiao Yang slept especially soundly tonight.

But a faint, familiar moaning voice woke her up.

“Ngh… Yun… Sister Yun?”

Feeling odd, Xiao Yang groggily opened her eyes.

Dimly, she saw Yi Yun, naked, crawling onto her bed on all fours.

Maybe because she wasn’t fully awake, Xiao Yang felt that the pair of full, swaying br3asts above her seemed… bigger…

“…Xiao Yang, I… I feel so bad… something’s… wrong with me…”

Yi Yun’s graceful, curvaceous body slithered onto her like a snake—panting, her legs deftly wrapped around Xiao Yang’s slightly parted thighs.

Her arms pinning Xiao Yang’s arms down, her massive br3asts pressing tightly against Xiao Yang’s chest!

Her firm belly gently rubbed against Xiao Yang’s…

“Squelch… squelch…”

In the pitch-black tent, Yi Yun moved lightly atop her, their soft, slick br3ast flesh squished into various shapes…

Xiao Yang’s pink n1pples twisted tightly with Yi Yun’s long, light-brown n1pples, making strange, sticky sounds.

So warm… so wet… Why were Sister Yun’s br3asts so wet?

Sniffing lightly, Xiao Yang caught a sweet, milky scent in the air…

“…Sister Yun? What… what’s wrong with you?”

Her sensitive areolas were squeezed and pressed, the wet sensation on her chest growing stronger!

Xiao Yang panted, her face heating up, her body reacting—her n1pples and cl!toris started swelling, clearly getting aroused.

She moaned and shifted, but couldn’t escape Sister Yun’s full figure.

Instead, her lower half, clad only in a skirt, brushed against Sister Yun’s slick, sticky pvssy lips.

The thin fabric instantly soaked up the juices, clinging stickily to Xiao Yang’s thighs.

My god, she’s this wet!

Xiao Yang was shocked: When did Sister Yun get so wet?

Though Sister Yun always gave off a “charming, sexy, open big-sister” vibe, no matter how open she was, she wouldn’t climb onto Xiao Yang’s bed in the middle of the night, pinning her down in heat, right??

Was she that horny?

No, something was clearly off!

If it were a natural, mutual moment of passion, Xiao Yang would’ve spread her legs to welcome Yi Yun, but this obviously strange intimacy made it impossible for her to relax and enjoy!

Pushing Yi Yun away with effort, Xiao Yang scrambled to the floor.

“Xiao Yang… Xiao Yang… Xiao Yang…”

Losing the warmth of the girl’s soft body, Yi Yun felt empty!

She panted heavily, slowly crawling off the bed…

“…”

Hearing her call her name like a haunting chant, Xiao Yang hid to the side, watching in horror as Yi Yun, hair disheveled, inched toward her…

In the dark, Yi Yun propped herself on all fours, elbows and knees raised high, like a human spider!

No way!

Was Yun possessed?!

Terrified to the core, ignoring that she’d wake the others, Xiao Yang backed up two steps and flicked on the camping lantern!

Bright light flooded the tent!

Yi Yun, startled by the sudden brightness, raised a hand to shield her eyes, lost her balance, and with a soft whimper, collapsed to the floor in a “beauty reclining” pose.

Seeing Yi Yun’s state, Xiao Yang couldn’t contain her shock and shouted.

“Sister Yun?!”

“What’s wrong with your br3asts?”

Lying on her side, Yi Yun’s massive br3asts were fully exposed!

What shocked Xiao Yang was this pair of pale, heavy, unmatched giant br3asts!

Normally, Yi Yun’s br3asts were like two upturned bowls, full and firm!

Perfectly shaped!

But now, they were like two basketballs!

Each one was bigger than Ting Ting’s head!

Swollen and trembling, milk dripped from her n1pples.

Because of their earlier br3ast-squeezing, her br3asts were coated in milk, glistening like polished porcelain under the light.

Yi Yun’s face was flushed, her hair a mess, thighs rubbing together as she panted: “I… I don’t know… I woke up in the middle of the night like this… huff… I’m so horny… Xiao Yang, can you… please help me?”

“No, no, no! Now’s not the time for s3x, is it? Your br3ast size is clearly abnormal! You’re leaking milk, Sister Yun!”

Staring in horror as milk kept dripping from her even perkier, long n1pples, Xiao Yang realized—it wasn’t that Sister Yun didn’t want to stand, but her br3asts were too heavy and huge!

She couldn’t stand it!

My god… Xiao Yang could even see faint blue veins under Sister Yun’s pale br3ast skin—were these giant br3asts full of milk?

No doubt, Yi Yun was leaking pure milk! That sweet scent couldn’t lie.