As soon as they closed the shop door, Jiang Xiaoju was lifted onto the cashier’s counter by the man, her legs slightly parted to allow him to stand between them. Then, Zhao Chen untied her little cotton jacket.
In the south during March, it wasn’t that cold anymore. While at home minding the shop, Jiang Xiaoju didn’t bother with too many layers underneath. So, when Zhao Chen untied her little cotton jacket, her full, firm bre@sts immediately sprang out. The pale flesh was marked with bruises, and her swollen n!!pples stood erect, looking like small grapes from being s**cked so often—clearly the work of someone who couldn’t keep his hands off her.
However, these past few days, her period was about to start, so her bre@sts were more tender and sore than usual, and Zhao Chen’s s**cking only intensified the sensation.
Moreover, making love had become a habit for both of them, a pleasurable activity, so why not indulge? Zhao Chen immediately reached out and grabbed her full bre@sts, kneading them freely. Jiang Xiaoju’s body instantly recognized the familiar sensation, and her sensitive body responded immediately. She shivered under his touch, letting out a soft moan.
“Mmm… brother…” Jiang Xiaoju whimpered, biting her lower lip unconsciously. A seductive moan escaped her lips as she gazed at the man beside her, her eyes filled with desire. Her face flushed with arousal, making her pretty features even more alluring. Her bre@sts softened under his touch, and she instinctively reached out to press against the bulge in his pants. The heat radiating from him was palpable even through his jeans, and she provocatively licked her lips.
She instinctively tried to clench her thighs together, but Zhao Chen held one of her legs and asked, “What’s the matter? Is your little pusshy already aching for it? Hmm? You little slut, lately you’ve been getting more and more sensitive. And it seems like you’re even more eager than I am. Are you trying to drain me dry?”
The man spoke and then, without hesitation, reached out with both hands to cup her bre@sts, pressing her n!!pples together. The sensation of her n!!pples rubbing against each other sent a shiver through the young woman’s body, eliciting a soft moan from deep within her throat. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his lean waist.
“Ah~ Ah… Brother~ Mmm~ My n!!pples are out~ Ah~ Mmm~ Ah~ Aren’t you going to lick me?~ Mmm~ Brother~ Ah~ My n!!pples are so itchy~ Mmm~ Ah~ Ah~ Quick… Quick, lick me~”
Jiang Xiaoju arched her back in pleasure, writhing beneath him. She kicked off her shoes and eagerly reached for the man’s belt, her impatience growing with each passing moment. She moaned softly, “Yes… Ah~ Brother~ I want it~ I want your big c**ck~ Mmm~ Brother~ Ah~ It feels so good~ Quick, lick my n!!pples~ Ah~ Mmm~ Ah~”
“You can’t wait already? I must say, wife, you’re getting more and more lustful! But I must admit, I’m growing to like this side of you more and more. You’re truly one of a kind.” Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
Zhao Chen spoke as he roughly pressed her n!!pples together, then lowered his head to take one into his mouth, s**cking hard. His warm mouth enveloped her soft breast, his slippery tongue flicking her n!!pple up and down rapidly. The sensation sent shivers through the young woman’s body, drawing out a sultry moan from deep within her.
“Ah~ Mmm~ Brother~ Ah… That feels so good~ Mmm~ Ah~ So good~ Ah… So comfortable~ Ah… Mmm~ My n!!pples feel so good being s**cked~ So comfortable~ Ah~ Mmm~ So good~ Ah~ So stimulating…”
“You little slut, you can’t hold back already? Hmm? Your moans have made my c**ck hard. Is your pusshy itching? Hmm? Do you need a good f**ck, you little slut?” Zhao Chen said, sliding a hand into the woman’s pants and rubbing her wet pusshy. He pressed and kneaded the flesh between her legs more forcefully, making her pusshy even wetter.
“Ah~ Mmm~ Ah… Brother~ Ah… That feels so good~ Ah~ Mmm~ So good~ Ah~ Brother~ Mmm… My little pusshy feels so good being rubbed~ Ah~ Mmm~ Ah…”
Zhao Chen continued to s**ck on her n!!pple while sliding his finger into her wet slit, using his fingertip to gently brush against the flesh of her pusshy, making her tremble even more uncontrollably. Her breathing grew heavier, and she panted continuously as more and more of her lustful juices flowed out.
At that moment, Zhao Chen lifted his head slightly, looking at her with a smirk. “Seems like you really need a good f**ck, hmm? Your n!!pples are hard from my s**cking, and your pusshy is soaking wet from my touch. Wife, once the shop is closed, your man can feast on your little pusshy all he wants. Doesn’t that sound good, hmm?”
“Ah~ Mmm~ Ah~ Brother~ Mmm~ Ah~ It’s so itchy~ Mmm~ Ah~ I want it so bad~ Ah~ Mmm~ It feels so good~ So good~ Ah~ My pusshy is so itchy inside~ Ah~ Mmm~ Don’t touch anymore~ Mmm~ Ah~ It feels too good… Ah~ Mmm~ I can’t take it~ Ah~ Mmm~ Please, f**ck me with your big c**ck~ Mmm~ Zhao Chen~ Ah… Mmm~ Ah~ I feel so empty… Mmm~ Ah~”
Seeing Jiang Xiaoju writhing in pleasure, her legs wrapped around his waist, she eagerly moved her hips, desperate for Zhao Chen’s c**ck to enter her. Her pusshy, dripping with lust, coated his fingers with her juices, making the scene even more erotic as he pulled his fingers out.
“You little slut!” Zhao Chen couldn’t wait any longer. He quickly removed her pants and spread her legs wide, revealing her glistening, wet pusshy. He unzipped his own pants and slid two fingers into her entrance, spreading her open before thrusting his c**ck deep inside her without hesitation.
“Mmm~ Ah!” Jiang Xiaoju instinctively gripped the man’s muscular arms, her back arching as she let out a moan. Her tight pusshy was slowly stretched open by his fingers, and as he thrust deep inside her, her legs went weak. She couldn’t help but let out a sultry moan, her body trembling with pleasure. Zhao Chen held her waist with one hand while the other moved in and out of her wet pusshy, making her moan even louder.
“Ah~ Mmm~ Ah~ Zhao Chen~ Mmm~ Ah~ It feels so good~ Mmm~ Ah~ Your fingers~ Ah… Your fingers are inside me~ Ah~ Mmm~ It feels so good… Brother… Ah~ It’s amazing~ Mmm~ Ah~ It feels so good, I’m gonna die~ Mmm~ Ah~ Your fingers are so skilled~ Mmm~ Ah~ It’s so itchy… Ah~ Don’t stop~ Mmm~ Ah~ I can’t take it~ Ah~ It’s too fast~ Ah~ I can’t handle it~ Brother~ Mmm~ Ah~” This chapter was copied from NovelPing without permission.
“Wife, your pusshy is so tight. How come no matter how many times I f**ck you, your little pusshy never loosens up?”
As soon as Zhao Chen said this, he started moving his fingers faster inside her tender pusshy, his thick fingers sliding in and out while his rough fingertips rubbed against her soft flesh. The sensation made Jiang Xiaoju feel both pain and pleasure, her legs trembling as she instinctively clenched them together.
However, as the man continued to finger her, Jiang Xiaoju’s pusshy became even wetter. His thick fingers stirred inside her, making squelching sounds as her pusshy was filled with her juices. The liquids were forced out with each thrust, dripping down his fingers and onto the couch beneath her. After just a few dozen thrusts, the counter below her was already soaked.
Jiang Xiaoju was played with until her whole body went limp, and she could only brace herself against the man’s shoulders, panting heavily. When she finally caught her breath, she felt Zhao Chen’s fingers constantly stirring inside her pusshy, making her juices flow even more.
“You little slut, hmm? Why is your pusshy so wet? So much juice? Feels so good, wife…”
“Mmm~ Ah~ Brother… Ah~ Mmm~ It feels so good… Ah… Mmm~ I can’t take it anymore… Mmm~ Ah~ It feels so good… Ah~ Slow down… Mmm~ Ah… My pusshy feels so good being rubbed by you… Ah~ Mmm~ It’s too stimulating… Mmm~ Ah~ It’s so stimulating… Mmm~ Ah~ Cousin… Ah~ Don’t… Ah~ It’s too fast… Ah~ My little pusshy hurts but feels so good… Mmm~ Ah~ Your fingers are too good… I’m gonna die… Ah~ Mmm~ I’m gonna be f**cked to death… Ah~ Mmm~ It feels so good… Ah~ I can’t take it anymore… Mmm~ Zhao Chen… Ah~”
Jiang Xiaoju gripped his shoulders tightly, her body arching as a gush of juices sprayed from her pusshy. With each thrust of Zhao Chen’s fingers, more of her juices splattered everywhere. She collapsed into his arms, her pusshy still contracting and releasing more of her fluids. She panted heavily, leaning against his shoulder, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure.
Zhao Chen then satisfiedly withdrew his fingers, looking at them coated in her juices, and let out a soft laugh.