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"Mom, what's that sound on your end? Why do you sound so out of breath?" Wan Meirou asked with a bit of confusion.
Wan Qian was being pleasured to the point of rolling her eyes back, reaching climax after climax, her peach blossom paradise drenched with moisture.
Chen Mo bowed his head, looking at his own black hair that had already been stained with Wan Qian's juices.
His movements at the waist grew even quicker.
Just thinking about how he was doing Wan Meirou's mother!
Chen Mo's heart filled with an intense desire to wreak havoc, this desire made his movements more forceful, meanwhile, Wan Qian's lower abdomen would bulge slightly from time to time, a result of Chen Mo's strong stimulus.
"I, I'm running, I'm a bit tired from the run, what's up? Do you need something?" Wan Qian's voice was intermittent, panting heavily.
This voice made a trace of confusion emerge in the eyes of Wan Meirou who was on the other end of the phone.
Running, it's almost ten o'clock at night now. Not only is mother not at home, she's out running, and she doesn't have a habit of running at night either.
"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now," Wan Qian wanted to end the call but was stopped by Chen Mo.
Chen Mo grabbed Wan Qian's neck with one hand and slapped her white, perky buttocks with the other.
At this slap, Wan Qian suddenly arched her neck and cried out loudly, an electric buzz surging from the struck buttocks area.
It made Wan Qian's flowing fountain even more ferocious, and seeing her in such a lewd state, Chen Mo cursed inwardly.
"Truly wanton, I didn't expect that the more she is humiliated, the more stimulated she gets. Wan Qian is like this, her daughter probably isn't much better. That little brat with golden hair, daring to insult my sister, and even dare to insult me, just you wait, if I get the chance, I'll make sure you regret it!"
"Mom, I'm out of living expenses, could you send me 100,000 yuan later?" Wan Meirou finally got to her real intention.
"Kno-know, I'll, I'll talk to you after I finish my run."
Wan Qian was close to losing control but also felt somewhat reluctant to hang up the phone; this thrill brought her to the peak!
Her eyes rolled back, her body trembling uncontrollably.
The phone cut off at just the right moment, and Wan Qian couldn't hold back any longer and let out a piercing scream.
Her nails dug into Chen Mo's back, causing him pain and driving him to thrust forward more boldly, propping her up almost completely erect with that forceful push.
Wan Qian wrapped her round and slender legs around Chen Mo's waist like an octopus.
Chen Mo, in turn, poured his hottest essence deep inside Wan Qian.
Wan Qian's body twitched for a long while before she came to her senses, completely spent. As for Chen Mo, he sprawled out beside Wan Qian.
Looking at such a beautiful woman as Wan Qian turned into this state by him, Chen Mo wanted nothing more than to raise his head and howl in satisfaction!
But he held it in.
It took Wan Qian quite a while to gradually return to her senses, regaining control of her body. Even so, she felt so weak and soft. Walking steadily was a challenge.
Looking at the majestic dragon coated with both her and Chen Mo's fluids.
Wan Qian extended her delicate hand and touched it lightly, exploring the dragon that quickly rose to stand tall once more.
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Wan Qian's eyes revealed a hint of surprise as she looked at the enormous steel rod standing stiff in front of her.
With sultry eyes like silk, Wan Qian licked her lips subtly and, filled with coquettish charm, asked Chen Mo, "Do you want big sister to clean that off for you?"
Chen Mo's breathing grew rapid. Though he had tried to calm his desires, the sight of Wan Qian's lascivious demeanor reignited his lust, and he could hardly wait to press her beneath him again, to ravage her ruthlessly.
Chen Mo had just nodded when a slap landed on his face.
Wan Qian put away her seductiveness and sat upright in front of Chen Mo. The pink light illuminated her skin, smooth as satin, glowing with a rosy blush.
Though she was older, her skin was extremely well-maintained, like that of a girl just entering puberty.
The enormous mounds of flesh, like boulders in a snowy land, were round and firm.
Amidst those boulders, two plum blossoms fought to bloom.
Beneath them was the mermaid line, a belly without an ounce of extra fat.
And below that, a neatly trimmed patch of wilderness.
Her full thighs intertwined, pressing outward, muscles spreading—a vision of fleshy desire!
A head of short hair partly concealed her face, adding an indescribable allure.
But now, any semblance of coquettishness had left Wan Qian's face, replaced only by cold indifference.
Chen Mo was stunned by the slap, only to hear Wan Qian's cold voice, "So you really think you're someone special, huh? You're nothing but my dog. And you want me to clean you up, to lick you? Just now was just for fun, a little game. Now that you've served me, you think, as a dog, you can top your master? Hurry up and come clean me!"
As she spoke, Wan Qian spread her legs, exposing her tender valley of delight, still slightly quivering from the fierce pounding it had received, glistening with a mix of unidentified fluids.
Chen Mo, clutching his face, secretly clenched his teeth with resentment. This woman must be crazy!
A moment ago, she was the picture of seductive charm, and the next, she had slapped him across the face. Truly, the hearts of the wealthy were somewhat twisted.
Gazing at that enticing territory, Chen Mo didn't hesitate and moved his head closer. Even setting other things aside, just the thought of tasting that tender spot was too tempting to resist.
Having just been slapped, Chen Mo harbored some resentment; while licking, he deliberately added teasing elements to his movements.
Soon, Wan Qian was holding Chen Mo's head again, gasping and moaning.
Her speech started to break up.
"Ah! You, you're so naughty~ You bad boy~ Faster, faster, shut up, I, I can't take it anymore!"
Chen Mo sneered disdainfully in his heart.
Shut up? From Wan Qian's moans, it was clear she didn't want him to stop at all; she craved more.
So, as payback for that slap, Chen Mo straightened his tongue and thrust it hard into her.
Wan Qian arched her neck, letting out a loud cry. Like a dam bursting, her fluids gushed forth—a tidal release of pheromones spraying directly onto Chen Mo's face.
Chen Mo was taken aback internally.
This woman was insatiable—she had just climaxed, and in no time at all, she was able to squirt out so much again. How ravishingly thirsty was she?