Wang Xiner, who had never experienced the true pleasure of sexual intercourse, found even the slight friction of her brother's penis entering her to be the most wonderful thing in the world, and she was therefore extremely satisfied.
On the other hand, Wang Yue suffered greatly; it was a situation that was neither satisfying nor uncomfortable.
Although half of his penis was tightly held by his sister's tender vagina, he did feel some pleasure, but it was not as good as nothing at all. However, in order to practice the technique of "double cultivation" with his sister, he had to endure it and continued to rub his penis against her vagina rapidly.
"Brother, it feels so good! Is this what sexual intercourse is like?" Wang Xiner murmured, overwhelmed with pleasure.
Wang Yue quickly corrected her, "Xiner, don't talk nonsense. I only inserted a little bit of my penis. This is just part of the practice of 'double cultivation'; it doesn't count as sexual intercourse."
