"Looks like it is… Mmm."
Julia still held Chuck's earlobe between her soft lips, her tender tongue slowly licking it, responding to him in slightly muffled tones.
But as soon as she spoke, a small hand intentionally or unintentionally began to explore downward.
Slide, and it slipped right inside Chuck's pants.
"But Chuck, it's still a long time until midnight. What should we do to pass the time until then?"
The soft, wet sensation on his ear instantly gave Chuck goosebumps all over. Julia's voice was utterly seductive, and her free hand gently grasped the long spear in his pants.
She began to slowly stroke it up and down.
"Hiss!"
Chuck's waist cramped, and he sucked in a cold breath. He tightened his grip on the foreign woman's slippery white rabbit slightly, earning a soft groan near his ear.
"You're such a tease."
Chuck commented without reservation, then reached out his own hand, straight down to the warm, damp forest between the foreign woman's legs, quickly finding the small yet firm bud.
"Ahhh!~"
Julia, who had been fiercely licking Chuck's ear while hugging his neck, suddenly received such intense stimulation. Her sexy, fiery body instantly shuddered, and she tilted her head back, letting out an ecstasy-inducing wail.
This female cry abruptly ignited the fire in Chuck's heart. He gently pushed Julia away. As she looked at him with a bewildered and flushed expression, he reached out and lightly stroked her soft, smooth cheek.
"You're right, it's still early, and the night is long, so we have plenty of time for fun."
Chuck said, patting her cheek.
"Take off your clothes."
At these words, the foreign woman's eyes instantly turned into hearts.
What captivated her most about Chuck was this uniquely male assertiveness and dominance. Every time, it made her honey water flow freely, leaving her pussy sticky.
So, under Chuck's watchful gaze, she bit her lower lip, stood up with a seductive expression, and swayed as she stripped off her clothes, piece by piece.
This time, there was no "Truth or Dare," but each piece was discarded with even greater eagerness.
In just a moment, the foreign woman stood naked before Chuck.
The firelight flickered, making her sculptural body gleam with a moist sheen.
Her round, perky twin peaks, the dark, juicy nipples, and the soft hair that was already clumped together by silver threads of moisture—every inch of her skin exuded an irresistible charm that Chuck craved.
She raised her jewel-like eyes, her golden lashes fluttering, looking at Chuck with three parts nervousness and seven parts anticipation.
Chuck naturally tossed his own clothes aside as well.
His flag was rising even higher, and because of their close proximity, the head gently nudged Julia's soft, pale belly.
In this moment, the two truly seemed like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.
They were only one step away from tasting the forbidden fruit.
Julia felt her heart pounding furiously. The familiar smell of Chuck's hormones made her entire brain feel fuzzy. The area between her legs was already overflowing, and her pair of hot, long legs subconsciously clamped inward, rubbing against each other.
What does he want to do?
Is he finally going to fuck me?
But didn't he say we had to wait until tonight?
A multitude of thoughts flashed through Julia's mind. A hollow craving in her abdomen made her restless.
She truly regretted now why she had insisted on saying "three days later" that day.
As their time together grew longer, the hesitation Julia had felt had completely vanished.
All she wanted now was to quickly feel Chuck, and share the purest act of love with him.
Just as Julia grew anxious, Chuck finally spoke again.
"Lie down."
Julia's pupils contracted, and her heartbeat accelerated suddenly.
Is it really happening?
Her body trembled slightly, her taut, sexy long legs bent a little, and her small, delicate feet slowly stretched forward onto the wild boar hide spread on the ground.
Until the pair of round, soft breasts splayed open on her chest, rippling with her quick breaths, Julia lay down before Chuck, her face burning red.
A naked beauty sprawled out—nothing could better describe the scene.
Julia's posture now practically screamed the words: Do whatever you want with me.
However, under her shy yet expectant gaze, Chuck did not mount his gun.
Instead, he walked around her, positioning himself above her head.
Then, he leaned down and gently patted her cheek.
"Before the main course begins, I'll let you taste the appetizer."
Julia was stunned at first, then immediately understood Chuck's intention. Her face turned blood-red, but she nodded obediently. She then parted her crimson lips, opening her warm mouth as wide as possible.
She even slightly adjusted her neck, and her pink, delicate tongue tentatively poked out with a trace of sticky saliva, as if welcoming something.
Watching the foreign woman being so compliant and obedient, a strong sense of conquest surged in Chuck's heart.
No longer able to hold back, he grabbed the soft flesh of her breasts, using them like reins to firmly control her fiery body, and thrust his spear unceremoniously down her throat.
"Mmm gu!"
With a muffled groan from the foreign woman beneath him, a large bulge instantly appeared on her white, slender neck.
Due to their previous deep experience and the intense heat of the moment, Chuck held nothing back. The very first thrust was swallowed completely.
The scrotum, carrying two golden eggs, struck Julia's small, pale nose. A rush of strong male scent instantly filled her nostrils, making her head spin as she greedily breathed it in.
The wonderful sensation of soft cartilage in her throat returned. Chuck grunted, slowly retreated, and looked down to meet the foreign woman's gaze.
He saw that not only was there no discomfort in her expression, but she even took the opportunity to slowly curl her tender, delicate tongue, gently stroking and caressing him.
It sent a shiver down Chuck's spine.
A slow smile appeared on his face.
If that's the case, then there's no need to hold back.
So, he extended his other hand as well. Her two perky white rabbits instantly became joysticks. As Chuck's waist and leg muscles instantly exerted force, the foreign woman's entire body of soft flesh was transformed into a rapidly vibrating water bag.
"Gurgle gurgle gurgle…"
The scrotum slapped against her nose again and again. The soft cartilage of her throat was stretched open repeatedly, and the delicate, clove-like uvula deep in her oral cavity was aggressively and forcefully grazed. This instinctively caused Julia to gag, her reflex to constrict her throat only stimulating him further, causing his thrusts to become even more intense.
In that moment, Julia was once again a small boat caught in a storm, except this time the wind and rain were stronger, and even her consciousness was slowly blurring.
Sticky, mixed saliva slowly trickled from the stretched corners of her lips. Her small hands flailed, occasionally grabbing Chuck's thighs or covering her churning abdomen. Her pair of long, tight legs kicked constantly, her pale feet unconsciously slapping the ground, her toes occasionally separating in spasms before tightly curling up.
Finally, accompanied by a low roar from Chuck, Julia's eyes instantly rolled back. Her pair of white, beautiful legs lifted high and stiffened. A thin arc of fluid suddenly burst from between her legs.
"Oohh—"
After the rush of pleasure subsided, Chuck slowly withdrew, his shaft covered in sticky fluid, now indistinguishable.
Looking down, Julia's red lips were still wide open. Fine, curled hairs clung to her delicate, soft tongue and red lips. Her exquisite, doll-like face was unfocused and nearly shattered, smeared with transparent, sticky fluid. Her tight, fiery body was still twitching occasionally.
Chuck gently tapped her cheek with the head of his spear, but the foreign woman's gaze remained hazy. It seemed her consciousness was scattered due to the intermittent lack of oxygen.
After observing for a moment and confirming she was okay, Chuck slowly got up.
While Julia was recovering, Chuck took out his phone to check the time.
It was barely 9:00 PM.
Normally, Chuck and Julia would be washing up and preparing for bed by this time. But tonight, Chuck had no intention of sleeping. Ever since he met this foreign woman, he had been holding back until now. Tonight, he would go all out until dawn.
As for tomorrow, he would worry about that when it arrived.
Sitting down next to the still-semi-conscious Julia, Chuck gently smacked her round white ass.
"Julia, wake up. We're not finished yet."
There were a full four hours left until midnight, and Chuck had many ways he wanted to pass the time with her.
But the uncooperative foreign woman only hummed softly, her eyelids twitched twice, and then she was unresponsive again.
Chuck felt a headache coming on.
This foreign woman can't handle much.
His gaze then fell on the damp black forest, and he was about to entertain some wicked thoughts…
A phone vibration suddenly occurred, interrupting his evil idea.
Picking up the phone, he saw that, predictably, it was another message from Gu Momo.
[Momo the Great]: Oh, I forgot to ask one thing: if you have a lot of pork fat, have you tried making soap?
[Momo the Great]: I guess you probably don't remember high school chemistry, so I, the future university student, will be generous with my knowledge! Fats and lye water, when boiled together, undergo a hydrolysis reaction, producing sodium salts of long-chain fatty acids. When cooled and molded, that's soap! As for lye water, just add water to the ashes of burned wood and filter it!
[Momo the Great]: And also… could you please share some with me when you're done? (pitiable.jpg) I'll bow down to you! Bathing here is really inconvenient!!!
Reading the string of messages from Gu Momo, Chuck slowly put down his phone and scratched his head.
"Damn it…"
Chuck sat down, looking slightly frustrated, and sighed softly.
A touch of defeat rose in his heart.
He hated to admit it, but he hadn't thought that pork fat had any use other than cooking and eating in all the days since he killed the wild boar!
After being stranded on the deserted island for so many days, cleanliness and hygiene were indeed becoming a problem. No matter how clean Chuck and Julia tried to be, and no matter how often they bathed in the sea every day, it was still incomparable to their modern lives.
So Gu Momo was right—soap was extremely important, and he had completely failed to consider it…
Does a person's brain really go downhill after the college entrance exam?
Chuck walked over to the supply area, picked up a bamboo tube of pork fat, thought for a moment, and then placed it in the workbench.
Sure enough, it triggered the crafting prompt.
It was essentially consistent with what Gu Momo had said. The crafting recipe the workbench gave Chuck was melted pork fat, filtered potash water (made from wood ash), and an alkali-resistant container, which was the bamboo tube.
But considering this item was for cleaning, Chuck paused, then found a plant he recognized called "Lemongrass" from the pile of plant materials Julia had collected.
Julia often used this plant to make tea for him; it had a light herbal fragrance.
If it was safe for tea, it certainly wouldn't hurt to put it on their bodies.
Chuck prepared the necessary materials according to the ratio, and the synthesize button lit up without issue.
An hour later, as the light cluster on the workbench dimmed, a piece of rough, grayish-brown, crude soap appeared in Chuck's palm. It had a pitted surface, a firm texture, and a mixed scent of burnt wood and lemongrass.
He held it, finding it heavy and substantial. But honestly, it looked like a gray, hard lump with no aesthetic appeal.
However, since it was for their own use, Chuck didn't skimp on the materials, using half a bamboo tube of pork fat—visible, authentic ingredients.
He poured a little water on his hands and tried it out.
Unlike the soap they usually used, this one didn't lather quickly. But as Chuck rubbed his hands, small, grayish-white bubbles slowly appeared in his palm, mixed with tiny impurities, thinly adhering to his skin.
Chuck raised his hands and sniffed. It smelled no different than when he sniffed it directly, just stronger, and not unpleasant.
But as he continued to rub, the greasy feeling on his hands was indeed washed away bit by bit, and his skin became dry and refreshed.
He froze for a few seconds, then couldn't help but laugh.
Although the soap was ugly, it definitely served its purpose.
He really had to thank the little girl for reminding him.
Late night.
With a sensation of rocking, the foreign woman groggily woke from her sleep.
She opened her eyes and looked around blankly, her cheeks immediately flushing.
"Oh sh*t, Chuck? What are you doing?"
She saw that Chuck was carrying her in a princess carry position, and both of them were still completely naked.
"You're awake?"
Chuck looked down at the foreign woman, who was blushing shyly, a slight contrast to her usual demeanor. He gave her a gentle smile, then looked down at the space between her full white breasts.
"Look what this is?"
Julia was surprised, then looked down at her chest. She then blankly reached out and picked up an ugly, dark brown block from between her tits.
She first felt confused, then instinctively brought it to her nose. A familiar scent of lemongrass immediately wafted to her.
A thought suddenly surfaced in her mind. Her delicate body trembled, and she looked at Chuck with surprise and joy in her exquisite eyes.
"Oh my God… No way?"
"Is this soap?!"
When she saw Chuck nod with a confirming smile, the foreign woman suddenly cheered. She tightly wrapped her arms around his neck, gave him several fierce kisses, and her small feet, suspended in mid-air, couldn't help but kick happily.
"Chuck, you're my savior! God knows how much I wanted a proper shower!"
Seeing that she was quite energetic, Chuck slowly set her down.
Even bathing in seawater wasn't perfectly clean, but with soap, it would be much better than just rinsing with seawater.
Of course, the main reason he chose this time for a seawater bath was that there was still some time left before midnight. And since Julia was still a virgin, it was better to take care of hygiene before the main event to avoid unexpected risks later.
With her feet on the ground, she swayed slightly and naturally looped her arm around Chuck's, resting her cheek on his firm shoulder.
"Chuck, you are so strong."
Her voice was full of seduction. She looked at Chuck with fluttering eyes and whispered, "I love the feeling of being conquered by you…"
Chuck smiled at her words, then held up the phone he had been carrying, showing the screen to Julia.
"Then what do you think this is?"
She looked at the phone screen, initially puzzled.
The screen showed the standard system clock page, with a single, activated alarm set to ring in 48 minutes.
"An alarm clock?"
Julia's somewhat slow little brain couldn't immediately grasp what Chuck meant.
"It's the alarm for exactly midnight tonight."
Julia froze, finally understanding the meaning of the alarm. Her cheeks instantly flushed crimson, and her breathing and heartbeat accelerated again.
Chuck raised his hand and gently pinched the foreign woman's soft cheek, looking into her blue eyes as he spoke seriously: "I promise you, the moment this alarm rings, I will enter your body."
"Not a second early, and not a second late."