"Mm... ah... ahhh... so... good... so... good!"
Su Muchen's mind grew hazy, mumbling and moaning softly.
At so point, Lin Hao had already stripped off his T-shirt, shorts, and even his last layer of underwear. He lunged forward, pressing his body down, trapping the woman's soft, lifted breasts beneath him.
The warm, bare skin against skin sent a jolt of excitent through them both, making them cling tighter while their bodies twisted together, riding waves of pleasure surging up through every touch.
Suddenly, Lin Hao felt the sexy woman clamp her thighs tight, and then a warm rush seeped out between her legs.
Since the beauty was clearly ready, Lin Hao didn't hesitate at all. He straightened up, grabbed his thick cock, and aid it right at her glistening honey pot.
Slap!
With a wet, crisp sound, Lin Hao's hard spear drove straight through the woman's Jade Gate, burying itself to the hilt, piercing into her most sensitive inner flower.
Even though they'd done it plenty of tis before, every ti Lin Hao entered her, thrusting deep into her soft, hot body, it still sent an unprecedented thrill and pleasure surging up his spine.
"Ah... mm... ah..."
Su Muchen arched her body, the rolling bliss making her let out low cries.
The more Lin Hao thought about Luo Zhijun in the bathroom, while he himself was out here nailing his wife, the more a rush of savage, revenge-fueled pleasure rose in him—a wicked, secret thrill that tingled both his body and his soul.
Maybe out of vengeance, Su Muchen matched Lin Hao thrust for thrust, taking him deeper every ti, chasing ecstasy to its very edge, desperate to feel every inch inside her most sensitive places.
After having compared them twice now, Su Muchen thought Lin Hao's cock was longer, thicker, and—most importantly—stayed hard so much longer. Luo Zhijun was totally outclassed, limp as a noodle, completely useless when it ca to pleasure.
Pap pap pap...
Lin Hao pounded into the hot wife like a beast, the rhythmic slap echoing through the room, as she grew wetter and wetter, her tight little tunnel growing even snugger around him with every thrust.
That intense sensation of being wrapped so tight made Lin Hao go wild, driving him to fuck her harder, with even more power and hunger.
Every thrust went as deep as possible, and every ti it pulled out, there was a juicy, wet squelch—zzzzzz—especially when his balls smacked against the curves of her ass, making a crisp "pap pap," sending Su Muchen crazy with excitent.
"Ah... ahhh... ohhh... mm..."
Su Muchen's rosy lips parted wider, her cries growing bolder by the second.
After thrusting frantically over a hundred tis, Lin Hao finally slowed down, switching to the special "Nine Shallow and One Deep" technique.
This technique ant nine quick, shallow strokes—light and fast—followed by one slow, powerful, deep stroke to drive her wild.
But to nail the rhythm, Lin Hao had to count in his head, keeping every movent perfectly tid.
The rapid strokes rubbed the inner ridges of her snug passage, teasing every sensitive fold, and just when her tunnel clenched up tight—bam—he delivered a hard, deep thrust, breaking right through her defenses, making her feel as if her whole body might split open with pleasure.
The tidal wave of ecstasy rolled through Su Muchen, sending her tumbling into one orgasm after another, her panting growing louder with each climax.
In the next room, Su Muyun got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom, but as soon as she stepped out, faint sounds drifted through the hall. Unable to resist curiosity, she quietly nudged open her door and peeked outside.
The moans from inside grew louder and louder, especially those unmistakable noises of flesh slapping against flesh. Su Muyun instantly realized what was going on in there; face burning with sha, she spun on her heel and hurried away.
What she didn't know was that her own husband was locked in a sweaty embrace with her older sister, pounding her delicate, eager honey pot for all he was worth.
Back in bed, Su Muyun couldn't get the mory of those wild, pleasure-soaked cries out of her head. She found herself reliving the passionate hours she'd spent with Lin Hao these past few days.
As a hungry, neglected wife, once her body's secret code had been unlocked, the door of her desire swung wide open.
"Ah... ah... ahhh..."
Su Muchen felt another peak rush over her, body taut as a bow, her thighs locked tight, inner walls spasming and spurting, her lithe fra trembling uncontrollably on the bed.
Lin Hao wasn't about to let her go. He hefted one of her flawless legs onto his shoulder, and aid his thick shaft in from the side, burying it deep with each sideways stroke.
This angle twisted Su Muchen's body just so, her silky folds clasping him even tighter, and the added pressure sent Lin Hao's excitent right through the roof.
What could he do? n always loved that feeling—the tighter, the better.
After all, a woman who'd let too many n use her would just be loose down there, flat and slack and giving no grip or thrill at all.
This ti, Lin Hao abandoned "Nine Shallow and One Deep," switching it up for "Four Shallow, Five Deep."
The trick was alternating shallow and deep plunges, every nine strokes making up a cycle, each round building montum—rising, falling, growing faster and faster.
After no more than a dozen strokes, Su Muchen simply couldn't withstand the barrage anymore: surges of intense pleasure crashed through her in wave after wave, making her moan and whimper uncontrollably, her breathless cries growing louder and more desperate, shrill, filthy little wails bursting from her lips again and again.
"Ah... mm... ahhh..."
Every sigh and moan ca with a long, shuddering gasp, her face flushed bright red as fire. Her features twisted with every deep pump—sotis pain, sotis bliss, never knowing which would win in the next heartbeat.
Lin Hao felt her tight passage contract in hungry pulses, and every ti he buried himself to the hilt, it was like a tiny mouth in there would try to swallow his cock whole.
Hot, sticky streams of thick white cum oozed out around him, dripping down her ass and soaking a fat patch right into the sheets.
Su Muchen's creamy, full breasts bounced up and down like twin drums, jiggling wildly with every thrust, putting on a show that slamd right into Lin Hao's eyes, setting his blood on fire.
In this mont, the sexy wife's mind was wiped totally blank. One arm gripped her own leg, the other pressed hard down on her pillow, lifting her hips as high as she could, begging for Lin Hao's thick cock: harder! Fuck her harder!
Fuck her to death!
Lin Hao slamd into her, piston-fast and rciless, while his fingers teased the sensitive nub at the top of her slit. Every jolt of climax fired along her nerves, pure pleasure raging through every inch of her body.
Suddenly, he felt his own climax about to hit. He grabbed her thigh, clamped a hand onto the curve of her slender waist, bracing himself to unload every drop deep inside her steaming cunt.
"No! Don't co inside—" Su Muchen tried to wriggle away, wanting to pull him out before it was too late.
But Lin Hao didn't care one bit. With one last brutal thrust, he exploded, spraying a thick volley of burning hot cum deep into her hungry flower.
Su Muchen only felt his cock twitch and pulse, hamring at her clenching walls, splashing and flooding her deepest point, sending her head spinning with dizzy, giddy exhaustion.
That mont, her mind went white—blank—the only thing left was her body shuddering in helpless surrender, welcoming each exquisite pulse as Lin Hao shot again and again inside her!
Yes, after every spurt, Lin Hao sucked in a deep breath, forcing his body not to finish completely, only to fire off another thick load deep into the sexy wife's waiting center.
Doing this, her climaxes kept coming—again, again, with every blast—making her feel ecstasy after ecstasy, never wanting it to end!
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