While kneading White Jade Peak, Chen Bin once again grabbed his dragon and shoved it into Wu Jie's secret valley.
The fierce impact surged up in Wu Jie's heart again, making her unable to suppress her low, whimpering moans.
Her entire body went limp, her expression growing more and more intoxicated.
Seeing this, Chen Bin started thrusting faster and faster, hitting the deepest part of her valley with every stroke.
"Mmh~ No... don't do this! Please let go back to my room, I'm really scared right now."
Wu Jie was being fucked so hard her whole body was shaking, she couldn't even hold the bowl steady in her hands.
The more she was like this, the more excited Chen Bin beca.
He abruptly yanked his dragon out of her soaked valley, water glistening on it, and scolded her in a low voice.
"If you don't want to fuck you, then get on your knees quickly!"
Wu Jie instantly knew what he ant; to stop Chen Bin from going further, she had no choice but to open her mouth in humiliation.
She took his dragon between her lips and started sucking hard.
Her smooth, black hair clung to her cheeks, making her look like a cheap whore, not at all the proud and dazzling woman she was on television.
This psychological humiliation gave Wu Jie a forbidden thrill against her morals.
Combined with her secret love for Chen Bin, she actually resembled a bitch in heat—licking his dragon, raising her snowy white ass and swaying it desperately.
Chen Bin gripped Wu Jie's head tightly, and after a series of thrusts, his gaze landed on the cucumber beside the chopping board.
He spread her jade-like ass forcefully, then picked up the cucumber and shoved it straight into her dripping valley.
"Aah!"
Wu Jie clearly couldn't handle this stimulation, moaning out again.
As her delicate body twisted, the stream of her juices trickled along the cucumber's tip, the scene unbearably obscene and lewd.
Licking his lips, Chen Bin grinned wickedly and asked,
"Baby, am I making you feel good?"
"Mmh~ Feels so good, husband, go faster, I love it so much."
In this endless humiliation, Wu Jie gradually lost herself; far from resisting, she was actually enjoying it now.
Chen Bin was very satisfied, glancing at Wu Jian and his wife still sitting on the sofa watching TV, a surge of conquest burning within him.
He pulled his dragon out of Wu Jie's mouth and whispered,
"Hurry and wash the dishes. If we keep this up, your parents might get suspicious."
Nodding, Wu Jie didn't get up from the floor right away.
Instead, she remained kneeling, lost, drained and dazed, utterly imrsed in the aftermath of that stimulation.
Nearly two minutes passed before she gradually ca back to herself.
When she finally stood up, sha washed over her even deeper.
Wu Jie couldn't believe she just did such crazy things with Chen Bin in the kitchen.
At least they hadn't been discovered—that was so comfort to her fragile heart.
After putting her bra and panties back on, she started straightening her skirt.
Only when she looked completely as usual did she resu washing dishes.
But every ti she moved, the cucumber inside her valley rubbed against her.
The overwhelming pleasure haunted her ceaselessly, making Wu Jie moan softly, her expression growing more lost by the second.
She was just about to reach to take the cucumber out when Chen Binyin stopped her with a sly smile.
"You made a mistake last ti; this is your punishnt. Don't take it out! If you do, I'll fuck you right in front of your parents!"
Knowing she was in no position to argue, Wu Jie cast Chen Bin a sultry glare.
Grinding her teeth, enduring the swelling pleasure deep inside her, she barely managed to finish the dishes.
When the two walked out of the kitchen, Wu Jie intended to take Chen Bin straight to her room.
But he wasn't about to let her go that easily.
Chen Bin grabbed Wu Jie and brought her over to Wu Jian and his wife, plopping himself down on the sofa.
"Director Wu, have you had any trouble at the TV station? I might be able to help you out."
Wu Jian shook his head again and again, "Thank you for your concern, Minister Chen. There's really no difficulty—everyone treats very well."
Next, the two n started chatting idly.
Wu Jie stood shafaced beside the sofa, her heart brimming with guilt.
She realized that even if she stood absolutely still, the cucumber's tiny white spikes kept scraping against her Yougu.
The pain and itch tangled together, teasing at her sanity, making Wu Jie restless on her feet.
At that mont, Weng Bihua noticed her daughter's strange look, quickly asking,
"Xiao Jie, why is your face so red? Are you sick?"
"No… No, I just finished washing the dishes, I'm a bit hot."
"Then co sit down too, keep your dad and Minister Chen company for a chat."
Wu Jie took a deep breath, about to politely refuse, when Chen Bin shot her a stern look in secret.
She swallowed her refusal, taking short, shy steps and delicately sitting down beside Chen Bin.
Right now, Wu Jie was incredibly grateful for Chen Bin's dragon.
If it hadn't stretched her Yougu wide open, she doubted she could sit like this at all.
But even so, that monstrous cucumber still made Wu Jie desperately uncomfortable.
Afraid her parents would catch on, she hugged a throw pillow to her chest, putting on a blank face as she stared at the TV.
Chen Bin, fully aware of what she was enduring, simply rested his hand on her smooth thigh.
Wu Jian and Weng Bihua had long known about the two of them, so they pretended not to notice.
After exchanging a few more words, Chen Bin pressed his fingers through her skirt, found the cucumber embedded in her Yougu, and began slowly pushing it deeper.
"Sss… ah-ha~"
The cucumber burrowed further into Yougu, catching Wu Jie off guard; she couldn't hold back a soft moan.
Weng Bihua heard the noise and imdiately frowned.
"Xiao Jie, what is wrong with you, really?"
Enduring the shaful pleasure throbbing between her thighs, Wu Jie shook her head.
"No… it's nothing, I think my stomach got cold last night. Just feeling a little off."
"You silly girl, if your stomach hurt, why didn't you tell sooner? Let get you so dicine."
As she spoke, Weng Bihua stood up, opening the dicine box and rummaging around.
Wu Jian frowned tightly, as if he'd noticed sothing.
But he didn't dare speak up—he just exchanged a few perfunctory words with Chen Bin, then got up and pulled Weng Bihua toward the master bedroom.
Weng Bihua shook off his big hand, snapping back,
"Oh co on, what are you doing?! I still have to find dicine for Xiao Jie!"
Wu Jian opened his mouth, wanting to say sothing, but in the end only sighed.
"Just hurry and find it. When you're done, co to the bedroom—I've got sothing to talk to you about."
Weng Bihua didn't respond. Rolling her eyes at him, she went back to searching for dicine.
Wu Jian turned toward the master bedroom and, passing by Chen Bin, plastered on a fake smile to say,
"Minister Chen, I'm suddenly feeling a little unwell. Xiao Jie's trouble is all yours to take care of now."
By now, Chen Bin realized that Wu Jian had probably discovered sothing.
But he showed no fear—instead he beca even more brazen.
Nodding, he replied,
"Alright, then you rest up. Leave Xiao Jie to ."
As soon as Wu Jian entered the bedroom, Chen Bin pulled aside Wu Jie's panties, pinched the cucumber, and began to shake it rapidly inside her.
"Ah! Ah-ha~ No… don't do that…"
The cucumber's soft spikes twisted and tumbled through her Yougu, sending shocks of pleasure that made Wu Jie's delicate body tremble fiercely.
Her moans spilled out unconsciously, while cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
Just as she was riding the edge of climax, Weng Bihua, still searching for dicine, suddenly turned around…
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