Yang Haoran’s face was flushed a deep red. His wild, savage fucking had long since covered his forehead in a fine layer of sweat, and he was breathing heavily. Yet, his dark eyes were brighter than ever before. The moment Aunt Shen mentioned his mother, his large hands grew even rougher in their torment of her huge breasts. Two fingers pinched her pink nipples, twisting and torturing them, pulling and stretching them downward, creating lewd waves across her breasts. Her snow-white, massive tits were stretched and pulled like dough into a conical shape, eliciting slightly pained whimpers from Shen Qing. However, those fiery, indecent moans sounded less like cries from having her breasts abused and more like decadent, pleasurable sounds mingled with the enjoyment of pain.
“Smack~~ Smack~~ Smack~~”
The sound of frantic impacts echoed through the room like a beautiful symphony. The rhythm grew more urgent, the sounds louder and clearer, crashing down like a violent storm.
Huff~~
Yang Haoran leaned forward slightly, resting his upper body on Aunt Shen’s beautiful back. His lower abdomen slammed violently against her snow-white, fleshy buttocks, creating continuous, rising and falling waves across her ass. Held in his embrace, Aunt Shen’s voluptuous body, with its full breasts and round hips, trembled incessantly. Her fair skin was flushed with a bewitching, crimson hue.
As his thick, long, and burning hot cock plunged in and out repeatedly, the tender pink flesh of her pussy was thrown into turmoil. With each withdrawal of his cock, the pink cunt flesh turned outward. The tight, young pussy, its soft, wet, pink flesh, clenched tightly around Yang Haoran’s cock, massaging and milking the head and shaft with its contractions. Yang Haoran’s breathing grew heavier, the pleasurable sensations like ocean waves crashing upon the shore, an endless succession of towering waves. His eyebrows relaxed into a straight line, and his face was slightly twisted with ecstasy. He felt as if he were soaring through the clouds, ascending to immortality, no longer a mere mortalโhe was floating in bliss, euphoric.
The intense symphony seemed to be entering its final movement. Shen Qing’s face was full of joy, flushed red, her eyes dazed and misty. Waves of lewd moans spilled from her delicate, enticing red lips. Each thrust from the boy behind her grew more fierce and violent, burying his entire length to the hilt, churning their joined flesh and producing wet, squelching sounds. Her juices splattered everywhere, her labia fluttering wildly.
Shen Qing’s mind had been numbed by the violent fucking; only an unparalleled, supremely beautiful pleasure remained in her consciousness.
Her slutty pussy was dripping with streams of arousal, spasming continuously, one wave after another as if without end. Being pounded by the big cock was utterly exhilarating, like ascending to paradise!
As if out of her mind, she gasped and moaned coquettishly, her pretty face swaying back and forth, her eyes seductive and slitted, her hair flying, her skin glistening with fragrant sweat. Her moans grew louder and louder: “Ahah~~ It’s so numb~~ Ah~~ Master~~ This slave is going to be fucked to death by you~~ Ahah~~ Mmmph~~”
Heh heh~ Yang Haoran was also nearing exhaustion, breathing heavily. The relentless waves of pleasure drowned him. His expression was fierce, slightly contorted, and he roared, “You slutty bitch~~ I’m gonna fuck you to death~~ Hah heh heh~~”
With a loud smack, his lower abdomen pressed tightly against Aunt Shen’s fleshy buttocks. His body shuddered, his scrotum twitched, and he erupted, jetting forth semen mixed with billions of brave soldiers, spurt after spurt deep into the hot, wet, muddy depths of her slutty cunt.
The scalhot semen made Shen Qing throw her fair swan-like neck back sharply. An intense pleasure, like a storm, assaulted her nerves. Her hair cascaded and swayed. As if her soul had left her, she let out a delicate moan. Her voluptuous body suddenly tensed up, then began to shake violently as if convulsing.
Boundless pleasure, like a mountain crumbling and the earth splitting, shook her violently. Desire erupted like a volcano, magma gushing forth. An incomparable energy exploded violently within her womb, instantly blasting her soul into the void, annihilating her completely.
Mmm~ Ah!
The็ฏ็ (fฤngkuรกng: insane/crazy) pleasure continued to explode. Shen Qing, her sexy red lips parted, let out another soul-stirring, wanton cry, like a swan shot down uttering its final lament. Her scorching female ejaculation gushed out wildly like a bursting dam, violently rushing and splashing from their joined place, magnificent and spectacular like a galactic waterfall. Lewd fluids sprayed everywhere!
She squirted!
“Fuck me…”
Yang Haoran, who had been somewhat exhausted, exclaimed in surprise. He pulled out his big cock and stared in astonishment at Aunt Shen’s trembling body. The spectacularly obscene sight before him was indescribably lewd. The spraying fluid not only drenched his own body but also left glistening wet patches all over the bed. A lewd, musky scent quickly arose and spread rapidly through the air.
“Aunt Shen, you’re squirting so much!”
Yang Haoran’s face was full of excitement. He knew that female ejaculation, or squirting, was a phenomenon that could accompany a woman’s orgasm, but not every woman had such a spectacular, waterfall-like output.
It’s often said that women are made of water. Aunt Shen’s orgasmic squirting certainly illustrated that saying.
After his initial surprise, Yang Haoran felt endless delight. Aunt Shen was simply a natural, soul-stirring seductress. Not only was her figure hot and her appearance stunningly beautiful, but she also had a masochistic streak. She was truly the cream of the crop, the finest among the finest. If he were to line up his women in the future, all on their hands and knees, for a squirting contest, Aunt Shen would absolutely leave everyone else in the dust.
After her orgasm, Shen Qing lay็ซ่ฝฏ (tฤn ruวn: limp/weak) on the bed, her beautiful face full of satisfaction. Hearing Yang Haoran’s question, she said lazily, “You should be happy that I’ve taken a liking to you. If it weren’t for Ruoxi being your mother, a little brat like you wouldn’t even warrant a second glance from me.”
Hearing this, Yang Haoran felt a flash of anger at first, but then he thought better of it and let it go. Yeah! He was just a high school boy. Aside from being good-looking, what right did he have to expect a great beauty like Aunt Shen to favor him?
Handsome? Among Aunt Shen’s suitors, he had seen quite a few dashing, elegant, and successful men. Aunt Shen wouldn’t even glance their way; the disdain in her eyes was something even he could see.
“Hehe… I don’t care about all that. Anyway, Auntie, you’re my private property from now on.” Having figured it out, Yang Haoran chuckled. He wasn’t some clueless idiot who would dwell on such thingsโthat would just be affected.
“Giggle… Auntie thought you would get angry.” Shen Qing let out a peal ofๅจ็ฌ (jiฤo xiร o: coquettish laughter). She was very satisfied with Xiao Ranran’s response. However, at this stage, what she had said earlier was also sincere. Yang Haoran was merely fortunate to have gained her favor; he hadn’t truly won her heart yet.
But she didn’t pay much mind to all that. Since she had chosen Yang Haoran, it naturally meant she liked Xiao Ranran. Whether this liking was that of an elder for a younger person or between a man and a woman, she couldn’t be bothered to care.
“Aunt Shen, come suck my cock.” Shamelessly, Yang Haoran moved his body next to Aunt Shen’s head and thrust his now-softened meat worm toward her noble red lips.
“You’re so่ฎจๅ (tวoyร n: annoying/disgusting). Can’t you let Auntie rest for a bit?” Shen Qing coquettishly rolled her eyes at Yang Haoran like a young girl. That playfully seductive look was utterly captivating. However, despite her words, Shen Qing’s snow-white body, with its ample breasts and buttocks, rose up. She knelt between Yang Haoran’s spread legs, opened her rosy lips, and took his softened meat worm into her mouth, beginning to suckle on it.
Yang Haoran looked pleased, stroking the black hair of Aunt Shen, who was between his legs. The texture was as smooth and soft as silk. He felt that the ultimate pleasure of the mortal world couldn’t be better than this.
He savored the sensation็ป็ป (xรฌxรฌ: carefully/delicately). The meat worm between his legs, under the ministrations of Aunt Shen’s agile tongueโlicking, playing, and suckingโgradually began to stir and swell. After a suitable time, Aunt Shen’s head began to bob back and forth between his legs, serving his่ไบ (lวo รจr: slang for penis) by taking it in and out.
Gurgle… Gurgle…
Lewd sucking sounds arose intermittently!
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