The Invincible Son-in-law

Chapter 949: Veteran in the Flower Patch

Ah—

A long, drawn-out moan.

Dong Yue felt an electric rush, sparking from her tender, snow-white peaks, tingling all the way from her sensitive nipples to every single cell in her body.

The intense pleasure made her itch with desire, her secret depths overflowing with warm honey.

Lin Hao's fingers kept digging and thrusting, alternating between the motions, already working her little horny cave into a messy, slippery chaos, juices gushing freely.

The clit, melting at the slightest touch, wrapped around his tongue like a tiny cotton puff, shivering and quivering with each stroke.

Overwhelmed by ecstasy, Dong Yue reached out to grip Lin Hao's head, as if she wanted to press his face right into her chest and never let go.

Cheng Jiayao lay below, licking hungrily and swallowing, the wet "slurp slurp slurp" noises growing faster and more desperate.

The cock was so thick and massive that Yaoyao's jaw could barely take it, her drool trailing down her cheeks, making her look delightfully depraved.

But Lin Hao was luxuriating in sensual bliss, euphoric from fucking her Fairy Cave. Even the suction from her tongue made him tremble, a primal urge to erupt surging inside him.

At that moment, Cheng Jiayao yanked down her dress straps, revealing her own pair of bountiful, voluptuous tits.

The two C-cup, snow-white swells stood up before Lin Hao, not sagging in the least, bold and unwaveringly perky.

Their round bases shone with ivory luster, the nipples just slightly upturned, tinged with a pink blush. Delicate blue veins were visible beneath the soft skin.

Pebble-sized pink nipples, perfectly ringed with rosy areolas, begged to be bitten and devoured in one hungry mouthful.

Looking down from above, the huge, towering tits were a shocking sight—a pair of fleshy globes easily the size of footballs, proudly jutting from her chest.

The spheres, round and slightly upturned, dominated Lin Hao's entire view; he couldn't see anything below her chest, just the faintest glimpse of her pressed-together thighs through the deep valley of her cleavage.

Lin Hao reached out, gently kneading those shapely, springy mounds. They bounced beneath his hands like two balloons filled with hot water—quivering, yet tight and resilient.

Dong Yue's supple, blushing nipples offered a girlish pink glow under his grip, morphing into all sorts of delectable shapes as his hands played with them.

He pinched the stiff tips between his fingers, relishing in their delicate, soft warmth and the way they sprang back from his grip with exquisite elasticity.

When he squeezed a little too hard, his fingers sank into her pillowy flesh, and upon release, those milky white mounds bounced right back, jiggling in a wave of breast-flesh tremors.

As Lin Hao toyed with these irresistible, perfect tits, his breathing grew heavy, his cock below swelling even hotter and harder.

"Mmnh… so itchy… mmm… it's driving me crazy… no… ah… mm…"

Dong Yue's eyes glazed over, moaning softly, waves of electric pleasure shooting from her sensitive breasts and engulfing her body.

A subtle, molten heat bloomed in her flat belly, until silvery, sticky nectar began trickling from her pussy, making her ache between the legs.

Luckily, Lin Hao's other hand kept fingering her sensitive tunnel, the thrusting easing her agony and craving, at least a little.

Suddenly, those pumping fingers curled inside, hooking her most sensitive spot all at once.

Ah—

Dong Yue let out a joyous, uninhibited scream, her gorgeous body trembling, thighs squeezing tight together on instinct.

Lin Hao, a practiced rogue in the garden of flesh, needed only a few probing thrusts before he found her hidden sweet spot.

Wickedly, he kept flicking and releasing that spot, teasing her mercilessly over and over again.

In this relentless cycle of teasing and caressing, waves of pleasure crashed over Dong Yue like a landslide, exploding deep inside her delicate tunnel.

"Ahhh… so good… feels amazing… mm ah… stop… ahh… can't take it anymore… oooh oooh oooh…"

Sister Dong Yue let out wild, ragged moans, her tunnel convulsing again and again, her mind wiped completely blank.

She was now gripped by the rawest primal urge, forgetting everything else, streams of scorching Silver Essence bursting out in torrents.

Lin Hao knew Yueyue had just been struck by a climax, but that wasn't enough for him.

He patted Yaoyao, motioning for her to get up and pulled Dong Yue over, making her straddle his thighs.

That iron-hard, fierce and wicked Wolf Fang Club radiated a powerful aura, pointed right at the beauty's Fairy Cave.

Dong Yue's exquisite entrance was dripping wet now, a flood out of control, as unstoppable as the Yellow River in full spate.

The aftershocks of her orgasm still lingered; clear springwater continued to flow from deep within, soaking that throbbing, hungry club.

"Lin… your thing is so big… I'm scared…"

Sister Dong Yue was still uneasy, glancing at the thick beast between his legs, fear trembling in her heart.

There was no helping it—the pink cannon was just too thick!

Any woman who saw that monster would be a little terrified, but her channel below itched with longing, desperate for the comfort that big club could give.

"Come on, I can take it…"

Dong Yue gritted her teeth, issuing the invitation for pleasure.

Lin Hao's pelvis thrust upward, and the club plunged between those plump cherry lips, slid into her tight, soaked tunnel, a rush of pleasure instantly jolting them both.

That thick, fierce giant cruelly stretched her silky soft flesh wider and wider, inching ever deeper inside her.

The egg-sized head parted layer after layer of tightly closed folds, pushing in as sticky juices coated its path.

Deep inside the beauty's delicate flesh, faint suction pulled at him, while the fat, separated cherry lips twitched and squirmed, quickly swallowing his entire iron-hard shaft.

"Ah… feels so good… mm… it's so big… mm ah… so fucking good…"

Sister Dong Yue moaned with utter satisfaction and joy, pride written across her face as she devoured the entire club.

After all, taking in this whole monster was a real test for any woman, and she managed it well enough.

Compared to the bride Lingling he'd fucked at noon, she simply couldn't fit all of his length inside her.

Lin Hao felt the scorching tunnel clamped tight around him, flooded with sticky nectar, the flesh walls suctioning him like an octopus's tentacles.

The endless waves of pleasure rushed from the tip of his club straight into his tailbone, up his spine, smashing into his brain, making his scalp tingle with ecstasy.

Even though he'd tasted this beauty's Fairy Cave before, tonight it felt tighter, the slippery nectar flowing out even more freely.

That meant one thing: this beauty was truly giving herself up, lost in boundless pleasure with nothing held back.

Dong Yue felt the thick beast fill her completely, body and soul, every inch occupied with nowhere left empty, the satisfaction overwhelming.

She herself was amazed; her narrow tunnel could actually fit that beast, just a little bit achy and swollen.

But that faint ache was quickly drowned by the pleasure that came with every deeper thrust, only waves of sensation remained to engulf her.