That massive cock stood rigid and unyielding, its scorching heat like a red-hot iron brand searing into the very soul. With Xiaoran’s powerful thrusts, the burning sensation traveled from the soles of her feet throughout her entire body, causing Shen Qing to writhe restlessly with her voluptuous, experienced form.
At this moment, the soles of Shen Qing’s feet were pressed tightly together, forming a soft, black-silk-clad foot pouch between them.
Yang Haoran’s enormous cock plunged into it, thrusting back and forth. His egg-sized glans rubbed fiercely against her sensitive soles, as if he were fucking her wet pussy, violating her seductive silk-clad feet.
Yang Haoran gripped her silk-stockinged feet, thrusting with all his might, his face displaying the bliss of ascending to paradise. “Aunt Shen… your silk-stockinged feet are so smooth… mhmm… so good…”
Feeling the rough, scorching heat on her feet, Shen Qing felt her body and mind go weak. Her eyes, blurred with desire, burned intensely as they fixed on the lewd scene before her. She couldn’t hold back her moans: “Master… ah… your big cock is so hard… so hot… mhmm… it’s so hot it feels like this slave’s heart is melting…”
Shen Qing was stimulated to the point where her soles tingled with pleasure, and the fire of desire within her began to burn fiercely.
From her perspective, that massive cock rapidly plunged in and out of her black-silk-clad jade feet. The thick shaft would disappear into the arch of her feet one moment, then forcefully thrust out the next, revealing a menacing glans. The obscene sight was enough to make one’s heart race and pulse quicken.
As time passed, more and more pre-ejaculate seeped from the slit. Soon, Shen Qing’s soles became slick and wet, making the thrusting of the big cock even smoother, producing wet, squelching sounds that filled her with shyness. Her eyes, soft as silk, gazed at the boy who was vigorously fucking her delicate feet.
“Aunt Shen… mhmm… your silk-stockinged feet feel so good to fuck… so smooth and tight… so exhilarating…”
Yang Haoran trembled continuously with pleasure. The sensual silk stockings were smooth and delicate, and the tight foot pouch was soft and fleshy. Each thrust brought intense pleasure, making the fucking incredibly satisfying!
With his hips pumping like a motor, Yang Haoran’s forehead beaded with fine sweat. But the pleasure kept building, stronger and stronger, until he moaned in ecstasy, his movements halting as his body went weak, reaching the peak of climax.
He quickly grabbed his big cock, adjusted its aim, and shot thick, white liquid onto Aunt Shen’s smooth, glossy silk-stockinged thighs. Jet after jet erupted, seven or eight spurts in total, before his cock finally softened.
On her delicate, smooth black-silk-clad legs, patches of white, sticky fluid were scattered here and there, their pungent scent filling the air.
After he finished, Yang Haoran wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling immensely satisfied. His desire had subsided slightly.
Young and robust, full of energy, a single round was naturally not enough to satisfy him. Especially since the main course had yet to be enjoyed.
Looking at the white semen scattered on Aunt Shen’s beautiful legs, Yang Haoran thought it would be a waste to simply wipe it away with a tissue. A lewd idea came to mind.
“Shen, you bitch… eat up your master’s divine nectar,” Yang Haoran commanded, putting on a dignified act.
Hearing this, Shen Qing felt the faint, residual heat of the semen on her legs. She smiled seductively and said in a coquettish voice, “Master… how is this slave supposed to eat it?”
Yang Haoran, having already thought of a way, replied without hesitation, “Use your fingers to scoop it up and eat it.”
“Then, Master, you feed me~”
Shen Qing said with a smile, her voice drawn out and tinged with a mix ofζε¨and seduction.
“Alright.”
Yang Haoran was stirred by Aunt Shen’s charming demeanor. After all, it was his own offspring, so he agreed.
He used his index finger to scoop up some of the white fluid from Aunt Shen’s stockings. The thick, wobbly semen resembled jelly as he brought it toward her full, red lips.
Shen Qing obediently parted her luscious, enticing lips and took his finger into her mouth. Her beautiful eyes blinked, radiating a captivating charm as she sucked the semen from his finger.
“S-s-slurp… mhmm.”
The scene resembled a loving child feeding their bedridden mother a nutritious substance. It should have been a heartwarming image, but paired with the woman’s revealing, lewd lingerie and the boy’s slowly reviving cock between his legs, it took on a distinctly obscene tone.
After scooping up all the semen from Aunt Shen’s silk-stockinged legs and feeding it to her, Yang Haoran had her clean his finger with her mouth until it was spotless, leaving him fully satisfied.
Then, Yang Haoran straddled Aunt Shen’s head and sat down on her large, full breasts as if they were cushions. His stirring cock brushed against her red lips as he said with a lewd grin, “Shen, you bitch, help your master suck it. Mhmm… your big tits are so comfortable to sit on.”
As he spoke, he twisted his hips, squeezing the melon-like breasts beneath him. The soft, plump flesh was pressed flat like a pancake, spilling out to either side.
Though still separated by clothing, the tender, massive breasts provided Yang Haoran with extraordinary pleasure.
Shen Qing, feeling somewhat uncomfortable under his weight, rolled her eyes at him. His 100-plus-pound body was no lightweight.
As her full, red lips parted, Yang Haoran took the opportunity to thrust his hips forward, plunging his big cock into her mouth.
Shen Qing sucked and licked his penis, swirling her tongue around it until the large shaft gleamed, then she released it.
“Are you satisfied now, Master?”
Shen Qing licked the stray saliva from the corner of her lips and spoke in a teasing tone.
“Hehe… satisfied. Shen, you bitch, your little mouth is the exclusive vessel for your master’s big cock.” Yang Haoran chuckled as he spoke, using his large cock to pat her fair cheek in a deeply humiliating gesture.
Yang Haoran’s words, trampling on her dignity, and the feeling of being degraded by someone else, lingered in Shen Qing’s heart. Instead of appearing angry, the look of desire in her eyes grew even more intense.
The pleasure of being humiliatedεΊζΏed her human pride, whichζ°ζ°awakened her masochistic nature. That peculiarεΊζΏζmade her expression even more flushed and alluring, her eyes soft as silk. Her full, red lips parted slightly, and her seductive voice seemed to stir the devil deep within: “Master~… this slave is your livestock. Not just this slave’s mouth, but this slave’s entire body is your personal flesh toilet. Even if you used her as a piss pot, this slave would gladly accept it.”
“Master is this slave’s heaven. To this slave, Master’s big cock is as noble as an emperor of ancient times. For this lowly mouth to serve the emperor is an honor in itself.”
Aunt Shen’s debauched, vulgar words sent Yang Haoran’s desires boiling and his breathing rapid.
However, her next words brought him back to reality.
“Are you done listening? If you are, then get off of me, my great Master~. You’re crushing this slave.”
Shen Qing glanced at the entranced Yang Haoran and rolled her eyes. Her voice remained charming, but her tone carried none of the previous subservience.