" AHHH !!!! SHiT !!!!!! I Am Sooo HOrNy !!! "

Li Xian'er sat alone in her quiet, moonlit chamber, feeling the storm of energy crackling beneath her skin. Completing yet another stage of her martial arts training, she felt a rush of powerful yang energy pooling within her, a heat that no simple meditation could ease. The sensation was both exhilarating and overwhelming, coursing through her body like wildfire.

" I WISh SoMeOnE wOuLd FUCKK MEE HARDDD AnD tAke my LiFE WiTH It !!!!!! CuRrenTlY I could get fuck by 20 men and it still would be less!! "

She closed her eyes, breathing in slowly, feeling the stir of desire deepen, a longing she hadn't experienced this intensely before. Her fingers trailed softly along her collarbone, grazing the fabric of her robes as she tried to find a way to calm this storm within. Every nerve seemed heightened, and her skin tingled with the gentle touch.

She peeled off her clothes, one garment at a time, a slow, deliberate dance of seduction with her eyes half-closed, a dreamy look in them. Her eyes, filled with a longing for a masculine touch, a craving for raw, primal passion. But she was alone, her desires confined to the realm of fantasy.

She began to unfasten the layers of her robe, the fabric sliding off her shoulders, exposing her to the cool night air.

She closed her eyes, her mind a canvas upon which she painted vivid images of rough, intense sex. She imagined strong hands, rough and calloused, gripping her, pulling her closer. She yearned for the weight of a man's body, heavy and demanding, pressing against her.

Her fingers traced the contours of her body, a gentle caress that quickly turned into a desperate plea. She caressed her breasts, her fingertips circling her erect nipples, sending shivers down her spine. Her hand descended lower, her touch lingering on her belly, a prelude to the main event.

"Ah! Yes! Right there!" Li Xian'er moaned, her fingers dancing across her wet pussy.

As her fingers reached her most intimate part, a surge of excitement pulsed through her. She began to rub herself, her movements slow and deliberate at first, then growing more urgent as her desire intensified.

"Ah... oh... yeah..." she moaned, her voice a soft, seductive whisper.

A low moan escaped her lips as she continued to stroke herself, her fingers circling her clitoris in slow, deliberate motions. The pleasure was intense, a wave of heat building within her. She pressed harder, her breathing growing ragged. "Oh, God," she whispered, her voice barely a breath. "Please, someone, fuck me."

She lay on the floor, surrounded by candles, their soft glow illuminating her sensual movements. Her martial arts training had awakened a higher realm of power, but with it came the uncontrollable Yang energy.

Li's eyes locked onto her laptop screen that she had from the mortal world, where a porn video played. She imagined herself in the actress's place, being ravished by the actor's intense thrusts.

Her fingers delved deeper, exploring every inch of her womanhood. She sought out the sweet spots, the places that would bring her the most pleasure. With each stroke, her body convulsed, her moans growing louder and more intense.She spread her legs wide, her juices flowing freely and endlessly as if it was years of adulthood stuck in that was made free today. Her fingers, now slick with desire, worked tirelessly to satisfy her cravings. But it wasn't enough. She needed more, something more."Ahmmmm...yeahhh..."

Li Xian'er whispered, her fingers sliding deeper. Her eyes darted around the room, searching for a solution. Desperate, she reached for a third finger, plunging it deep into her core. The sensation was overwhelming, a rush of pleasure that threatened to consume her.

As she lay there, panting and spent, she couldn't help but wonder when she would finally experience the real thing.

With a desperate look in her eyes, she searched the room, her fingers still working tirelessly. She needed release, a release that only another body could provide. But there was no one, just her and her desires, a captive audience to her own erotic performance.