The woman before , pampered by a life of luxury, possessed remarkably good skin. However, recent turmoil had clearly affected her; her once rosy complexion was now a deathly pale, jade-like white, devoid of any color.
Her eyes, though lowered, were noticeably swollen, suggesting she had shed many tears recently. Her slightly high nose bridge gave her an air of arrogance; her narrow nostrils frad her tightly pursed, thin lips, and paired with long, willow-leaf eyes and slightly thin, high cheekbones, she possessed a sowhat harsh appearance, but certainly not the appearance of being "ugly."
Madam Wang was only around forty years old, but she never lifted a finger, rarely venturing beyond the confines of her ho. She was remarkably well-preserved; even by today's standards, she would be considered a young woman in her pri, far from being considered "old."
Madam Wang touched her protruding belly. Even the most ruthless woman couldn't bring herself to harm her own child, unless she were no longer human.
The child in her womb was naturally the seed Lu Ming had planted within her, and now it had taken root and sprouted.
At night, the fetus in her womb would move, playfully kicking her a few tis, causing her both pain and joy. Being a mother again—this feeling was so wondrous!
Her thoughts drifted back to several months ago, to the day Lu Ming forcibly raped her in Miaoyu's room.
That day, Lu Ming had just finished with Miaoyu, threatened her, and then carried her to the bed.
Heartbroken, she let Lu Ming rip off her clothes, revealing her breasts.
Although her breasts were bowl-shaped and quite perky, being a mother of two, they were much softer than those of other won with similarly bowl-shaped breasts. While not as large as other won's, they were still considerable in size.
Below her delicately protruding collarbones were a pair of crystal-clear jade bowls, so white they seed to glow, with fine veins almost visible.
Her breasts weren't particularly large, but her areolas were quite prominent, and her nipples trembled and quivered upwards with her struggles.
Between her legs, a patch of pubic hair revealed a vibrant red, not quite black, but certainly not pink, like a small lotus bud just beginning to peek out, already adorned with dewdrops.
Her neck, arms, waist, and legs were all slender and shapely.
Lu Ming's hand played with her genitals for a few monts, instantly arousing a warm, wet sensation. How could a woman long deprived of love withstand such tornt?
"My lord... I beg you... for the sake of Tan Chun, Yuan Chun, and Bao Yu... spare !" Madam Wang continued her futile pleas, her resistance so weak.
"Even if Grandmother Jia ca today, I would still fuck you!" Lu Ming said, and thrust his penis forcefully into Madam Wang, who was still wet with her vaginal fluids!
With a soft "plop," he went all the way in!
Madam Wang shuddered violently and scread. Her vagina wasn't very long, so two sections of Lu Ming's penis were still outside after he inserted it.
Lu Ming felt as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit; every part of his body was completely wet. The outside of her vagina was only faintly glistening with dew, but inside, it was already soaked. The entire passage was narrow and tightly gripping his penis. And so it was; after all, she was a long-suffering, resentful woman. Although she lived in the sa household as her husband for over ten years, like Li Wan, how could she endure this living widowhood?
"Madam…we have already consummated our marriage!"
Miaoyu watched from the side, smiling gently. She had initially only reluctantly submitted to Lu Ming for the sake of her future.
As their intimate encounters beca more frequent, she was gradually moved by Lu Ming's influence, and their once unfamiliar hearts beca intertwined, inseparable.
Now, watching her husband seduce another woman, she felt no jealousy or resentnt, but rather a hint of joy. Her husband's happiness ant happiness for her, his concubine!
"Hmm..." Madam Wang remained silent, her teeth clenched, refusing to utter a sound.
Gradually getting used to the intense, throbbing pain within, Lu Ming began to thrust slowly. He heard the woman beneath him sobbing, "Husband, I'm sorry... Baoyu... I'm so sorry..." As she cried, it was unclear whether she was crying out of guilt, for her tragic fate, or simply to vent sothing. Lu Ming's movents beca rougher, his penis thrusting in and out with heavy, labored strokes, while he slapped her delicate, white thighs hard with his hand. The tender flesh of this sheltered noblewoman was easily bruised and battered.
Madam Wang, a woman confined to her quarters, could not withstand Lu Ming's powerful and rciless pounding. She slumped lower and lower until she was almost flat on the ground, only her mound of flesh protruding high, bearing the brunt of the impact.
Her slender, jade-like neck suddenly arched upwards, forming a beautiful curve. Her teeth clenched, supporting the veins in her neck. Her lower abdon pressed against the cushion, while her buttocks struggled upwards, forcing a scream through her teeth—she had climaxed!
After her orgasm subsided, Lu Ming resud his thrusting. He knew nothing of stopping; before the words were even finished, he was already moving again, slapping and thumping.
Half an hour passed in a flash. The two changed from a rear-entry position to face-to-face. Lu Ming grabbed her legs and pressed them fiercely against his head.
"Shuqing! Between Cunzhou and , who is stronger?" the lecherous man chuckled as he explored her secluded path.
"Waaah...it's you...you're so strong...ah..." After an hour of lewd acts, Madam Wang had long since lost her composure and beco unrestrained. Shuqing was her na; she had even almost forgotten it. Only when Lu Ming called it did her cold heart regain its vitality!
Cunzhou was Jia Zheng's courtesy na. Being compared to it now, she felt extra sha, yet also an extraordinary stimulation!
Madam Wang knew that the man on top of her was no longer as reserved as usual, and that she harbored countless sordid thoughts. Naturally, she knew how to please him, as she simply couldn't bear it any longer.
"It's coming...Shuqing...give ...a child..." Lu Ming, after a long and arduous struggle, truly couldn't hold back any longer. Madam Wang's skin was extrely delicate and elastic; it had taken considerable effort for her to endure this long.
As he spoke, he used both his hands and body, viciously slamming down one last ti.
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