[Martial Arts Fantasy] Laughing and Embracing Beauties of the Three Realms (Complete) - 17

Chapter 56: A Luo is actually an F-level!

The two finally released, and two soft bodies lay together. "Madam, what's wrong with you today? Why so fast?" "I don't know either." Madam Wang had actually been thinking of the embroiderer as Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Madam, let me serve you today." Madam Wang looked at the embroiderer and said, "Embroiderer, you were never very willing before, why are you suddenly so proactive today?" "I also want to pamper you, Madam." Madam Wang looked at her and felt a little strange. She had only done this with the embroiderer for her own physical needs. Would the embroiderer make her look like a slut? But she couldn't think about that now. The needs aroused by Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze at dinner had not yet been satisfied.

Madam Wang looked at the embroiderer carefully. She didn't expect that the embroiderer's charm had increased a lot in just a few days. In fact, women are like flowers. Only after being nourished by men can they bloom so beautifully, and the embroiderer was a flower that had just been nourished.

The embroiderer knelt on Madam Wang's waist, one hand reaching behind to gently caress Madam Wang's body. "Madam, will you listen to me today?" "Yes, Madam will listen to you today," Madam Wang replied, closing her eyes and panting softly, Zhang Xiaoyu's handsome face appearing in her mind again. The embroiderer took out a piece of black silk from the side, but Madam Wang, preoccupied with enjoying herself, didn't notice her actions.

"Madam, come and blindfold yourself." "Embroiderer, what are you doing?" Madam Wang didn't understand why the embroiderer wanted to blindfold herself. "Sister, I accidentally saw a book these past few days that said if you blindfold yourself, other sensations will be more intense?" The embroiderer said, leaning down and kissing Madam Wang's lips.

"Where did you get that kind of book? Did you buy it yourself when you went out with me? Don't learn these kinds of nonsense in the future! Ah!" The embroiderer's hand began to caress her again.

"Madam, you should put it on. Didn't you say you'd listen to me today?" Saying this, she blindfolded her with a piece of black silk. Hearing this, Madam Wang let her have her way.

The embroiderer pressed down on Madam Wang's thighs and lay on top of her. After a while, the embroiderer slowly stood up. Zhang Xiaoyu, who had been hiding in the room, quickly came over and began to gently caress Madam Wang.

As soon as Zhang Xiaoyu touched Madam Wang's body, he felt her skin, smooth as silk, almost like a baby's.

Madam Wang suddenly felt that the hand on her body seemed to have become much warmer, and as if it had magic, wherever it touched her body, that place felt incredibly pleasurable.

"Embroiderer, you're getting more and more amazing. Just touching me with your hand makes me this happy," Madam Wang said breathlessly.

"Madam, just enjoy it. I have even more amazing skills," the embroiderer replied, standing beside Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu's hand slowly caressed upwards from Madam Wang's flat, smooth abdomen, slowly, slowly, until he finally reached his destination. Zhang Xiaoyu immediately climbed onto those two magnificent peaks. He was incredibly excited; his hands trembled slightly. They were truly exquisite. His hand could only cover about a third of them, probably a 38F. It was fucking amazing! Zhang Xiaoyu had never seen such large treasures before. Even his four enormous sisters from his previous life only reached the E-grade standard.

Zhang Xiaoyu was extremely fond of them and began to knead them.

With Zhang Xiaoyu's movements, Madam Wang felt an even stronger surge of pleasure. Zhang Xiaoyu knelt between Madam Wang's legs and lowered his head to kiss her cherry-like lips.

Madam Wang, mistaking it for the embroiderer, kissed Zhang Xiaoyu. As the kiss progressed, Madam Wang noticed a tongue prying open her teeth and entering her mouth. Her own tongue was immediately invaded, and a fierce battle ensued. Madam Wang had never French kissed before, and she found the sensation wonderful. She wondered where the embroiderer had learned these techniques—they were so varied!

But suddenly, she sensed something was wrong. Her lips seemed much larger and thicker than before, and she felt a warm, hard, rod-like object pressing against her thighs. At first, Madam Wang didn't think much of it, but now, connecting the dots, she broke out in a cold sweat. She pushed away the person still kissing her, pulled down the black silk blindfold, and was bewildered by the situation. Seeing that it was Zhang Xiaoyu, not some other man, her fear lessened, replaced by a tiny bit of joy.

"How could it be you? You—" Madam Wang didn't know what to say to Zhang Xiaoyu, and turned to the embroiderer beside her, "Embroiderer, how have I treated you all these years? I never thought you would come to harm me." "Madam, I'm only doing this for your own good, I—" The embroiderer was also anxious. "Alright, embroiderer, don't say anymore, let me tell you, Madam." How could she let her woman take the lead at this time? "

Madam, actually, I was the one who manipulated this whole thing behind the scenes. Embroiderer is already mine. To tell you the truth, I love you very much, but you don't reciprocate. I wanted to win you over with my sincerity, but I didn't expect you to have the idea of marrying your daughter to me. Doesn't that mean you don't have any love for me? Xiaoyu doesn't have much time left here, and I don't want to give up on you like this, so I asked embroiderer to help me with this." Zhang Xiaoyu said sincerely.

Looking into Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes, Madam Wang saw only sincerity. It seemed he hadn't lied to her. "Didn't you tell me you had someone you loved? You even rejected my daughter, Yu Yan, for her. My Yu Yan is so beautiful, yet you didn't even look at her. That shows how beautiful your beloved is! Now you say you like me. Do you think I'll believe you?" Although Madam Wang believed Zhang Xiaoyu's words, he had indeed told her he had someone he loved.

"Whether you believe me or not, my love for you will never change," Zhang Xiaoyu said tenderly.

"Alright, since you say so, I'll believe you if you promise me two things," Madam Wang suddenly had an idea.

"Sister, just say it! Not just one, but ten or a hundred, I'll agree to anything!" Seeing a glimmer of hope, Zhang Xiaoyu hurriedly asked.

"First, isn't Xiu Niang already your woman? I'm asking you to give her up. Second, I'm asking you to give up the woman who abandoned my daughter for her. If you can do that, I'll believe you." Xiu Niang was very worried after hearing Madam Wang's words. She lacked confidence in herself; Madam Wang was far superior to her in every way. She was truly afraid that Zhang Xiaoyu would agree to these things for Madam Wang's sake.

Without thinking, Zhang Xiaoyu blurted out, "I can't do either of those things, but I still maintain that I love you, sister." Xiu Niang breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes filled with love as she looked at Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Don't you think you're ridiculous and shameless?" Madam Wang felt a pang of pain upon hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's refusal, laughing angrily, her eyes full of mockery.

"Sister, don't you want to hear my reasons for refusing?" Zhang Xiaoyu still looked at Madam Wang with deep affection.

Madam Wang suddenly felt a sense of fear towards Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze, unable to meet his eyes directly. A pang of panic shot through her, and she blurted out, "Then tell me, let's see how you try to deny it." "First, Sister Xiu Niang is already my woman. Once she's mine, I won't give her up, I won't abandon her. I've promised her everything. Once she's mine, I'll make her happy, I'll make her joy. I won't abandon one woman for another. Although I'm fickle, I always give my heart. Second, I can't give up the person I love, otherwise there's no point in continuing this conversation with Sister Xiu Niang." Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's first answer, Madam Wang was satisfied. If Zhang Xiaoyu had agreed to both of her demands, Madam Wang would have fought him without hesitation, because the one who brought her pain and hatred was Duan Zhengchun, that scoundrel who only knew how to toy with women's feelings but never reciprocated or took responsibility. But Zhang Xiaoyu rejected her, rejecting her for a maid who was already his woman. It was clear he wasn't the type to start something and then abandon it. As for his second answer, she was somewhat confused.

"I don't understand what your second request means. Can you explain it more clearly?" Zhang Xiaoyu sighed. "The person I'm talking about who I've fallen in love with is you, sister. Do you think I can give up? If I agree to give up, what good will it do even if you believe in my love for you?" "What? You're saying the person in your heart is me?" Madam Wang couldn't believe it. It turned out that the woman who felt jealous and resentful when she learned that Zhang Xiaoyu had someone he loved was actually herself. Madam Wang now felt happiness suddenly descend upon her. She didn't even realize when Zhang Xiaoyu had occupied her heart. In fact, when she wanted to marry her daughter Wang Yuyan to Zhang Xiaoyu, her heart had already been filled with Zhang Xiaoyu. She gave her daughter to Zhang Xiaoyu because she felt she was not good enough for him, but she didn't want Zhang Xiaoyu to leave like this, and she might never see him again. Marrying Yuyan to him was the best thing for both Yuyan and herself.

"Yes, it's you, sister. From the first time I saw you, you captured my heart. I was deeply attracted by your maturity, your dignity, your beauty, and your temperament. I couldn't help myself." Zhang Xiaoyu's sweet talk flowed like a torrent.

"I know you've been hurt deeply by men, and you've slowly started to develop an interest in women, started to like them. But this is not normal. Sister, you don't know how feminine you are now. I won't let you continue like this. I must turn you back into a real woman." "What? You say I like women? When did I like women? You, you're talking nonsense!" Madam Wang was startled by Zhang Xiaoyu's words. She had never liked women. Her interactions with women were only to satisfy her physical needs.

"Sister, you say you don't like women? Then I understand about you and Xiu Niang. Women are like wolves in their thirties and tigers in their forties. Sister, I understand. I misunderstood you." Zhang Xiaoyu was overjoyed. Although he wasn't particularly averse to lesbians, that was still psychologically abnormal, or rather, perverted. It was better to be normal.

"Since you don't like women, sister, then please accept your brother, okay? Your brother's feelings for you are sincere, the moon can represent my heart," Zhang Xiaoyu said excitedly, almost incoherently. It was truly embarrassing that such a seasoned veteran would act like this.

"If sister doesn't agree, then what are you going to do?" Madam Wang asked again.

"Even if sister doesn't agree, brother won't give up. No matter what, today sister will become brother's." Chapter 57: A Luo Actually Has Breast Milk. "Brother, you're so domineering, but we can't be together. Sister is no longer a virgin, and she's so old. In a few years, she'll be old and faded. Will brother still say this then?" Madam Wang sighed softly. She had thought about these things many times.

"I love you for who you are, sister. I don't care at all whether you're a virgin or not. As for your age issue, sister, you're so beautiful and charming now, with such a great figure. Why aren't you confident at all? Besides, as long as you're my woman, Xiao Yu's woman, you don't need to worry about aging. To tell you the truth, sister, I possess the art of dual cultivation. It can not only change a woman's constitution and enhance her power, but also prevent aging and preserve her youth. After mastering it, she might even be able to stay young forever. Sister, look at Xiu Niang, doesn't she look much younger?" Zhang Xiao Yu said proudly to Madam Wang.

Madam Wang was skeptical about such a miraculous thing. She looked at Xiu Niang carefully and indeed, the crow's feet around Xiu Niang's eyes were gone, and her skin was much brighter. When the two of them touched her earlier, she could feel that it was indeed very elastic.

"Sister, Xiu Niang and I have only been intimate twice and there are already such effects. Do you think it will be even better if we practice more?" After Zhang Xiao Yu finished speaking, he stepped forward and gently hugged Madam Wang.

Madam Wang struggled slightly in Zhang Xiaoyu's arms, but he held her tightly, and she couldn't break free. At that moment, her heart had silently accepted Zhang Xiaoyu's love. Madam Wang calmed down, and when she looked up, her eyes were slightly red. Seeing the slight smile on Zhang Xiaoyu's face, she knew he was laughing at her. Madam Wang couldn't help but cover her eyes with her hands, gently scolding, "You're so ugly! Don't look!" Zhang Xiaoyu gently removed Madam Wang's hands from her eyes and said tenderly, "In my eyes, you will always be the most beautiful. No matter how you change, in my eyes, you are still the same as when I first saw you. Like a dream, like an elf fallen to earth, incomparably beautiful!" Madam Wang smiled faintly, her face shy yet joyful, and lowered her head slightly, saying, "Really? I feel like I'm dreaming." Zhang Xiaoyu cupped Madam Wang's face, looked earnestly into her eyes, and said with unwavering determination, "Sister, "You're not dreaming, I'm telling the truth! No matter what happens in the future, you've already occupied the most important place in my heart! Your face is etched in my memory." As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoyu gestured to his heart.

Sweet words between lovers always inexplicably move people. Madam Wang's eyes widened, her eyes slightly closed, and she shyly tilted her head back, her small mouth slightly open, slowly leaning towards Zhang Xiaoyu. Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers, taking her full, red lips into his mouth and giving them a light lick. Madam Wang's lips were plump and luscious; Zhang Xiaoyu had to use a little force to close them, and if he loosened his grip even slightly, her lips would slip out of his control. Her movements were slightly awkward, clearly indicating that she hadn't been this close to a man in a long time.

Zhang Xiaoyu slightly extended his tongue... He parted Madam Wang's lips, lingering his tongue on her alluring red lips for a moment before pressing it against her pearly teeth, his tongue slowly slipping into her mouth. Madam Wang hesitated for a moment, but her jaw didn't close completely, and their tongues intertwined.

Madam Wang's tongue was soft and slippery, like a playful little eel. Every time Zhang Xiaoyu tried to envelop her with his large tongue, it would slip away quickly. Then, as soon as Zhang Xiaoyu shifted his attention, it would fearlessly provoke him again, moving closer to his tongue, lightly touching or gently nudge it, trying to draw his attention to it. Then, as soon as Zhang Xiaoyu enveloped it again, it would repeat the same trick, quickly escaping once more.

Madam Wang found Zhang Xiaoyu's scent very pleasant, not at all... Repulsive, yet his tongue was gentle, softly gliding over every inch it could reach. They exchanged saliva, like lovers in the throes of passion.

Madam Wang was so alluring; a single wet kiss was enough to make Zhang Xiaoyu's blood boil. He longed to leap onto her and take her right there and then.

Madam Wang, her eyes half-closed, couldn't help but kiss Zhang Xiaoyu. She only knew to entwine her lips and tongue with his, swallowing saliva that was indistinguishable as his or her own. Zhang Xiaoyu held Madam Wang as they lay on their side on the bed, kicking off his shoes and gently pressing his soft, voluptuous body

against hers. He continued the wet kiss while half-holding Madam Wang, his free hand reaching for her full, intoxicating breasts.

"Ah, so good!" Touching those long-lost full breasts, Zhang Xiaoyu felt a surge of excitement. The thought of using them for pleasure soon filled him with inexplicable thrill.

"…Little brother!" Madam Wang grabbed Zhang Xiaoyu's restless hand with one hand. With her other hand, she gently lifted him, turning her face to the side with a shy expression: "I just did that with the embroiderer, and I haven't bathed yet, I'm…I'm very dirty…" Having just experienced a passionate kiss, Madam Wang's breathing was uneven, her chest heaving as she spoke.

Zhang Xiaoyu pressed his tongue against Madam Wang's earlobe, lightly licking it, and breathed into her ear, saying, "I know, but I really want it now!" Madam Wang curled up slightly, her face flushed, and she breathed heavily, "I…I also…" After saying this, Madam Wang covered her face in shame. She had never uttered such embarrassing words to anyone before. Xiao Yu was embarrassed, but somehow she blurted it out.

Zhang Xiaoyu breathed hot air into Madam Wang's ear again, then covered her earlobe and seductively said, "Since we both want it, what are you hesitating for? Perhaps... you want to do it in the bathroom?" Madam Wang was involuntarily led by Zhang Xiaoyu to fantasize about doing it in the bathroom. Just thinking about her shameful appearance in the bathtub made Madam Wang lightly spit on herself, stopping herself from continuing the fantasy. Reason could stop her from continuing the fantasy, but her body disobeyed and slowly began to heat up.

Seeing Madam Wang's current state, Zhang Xiaoyu knew she was already aroused, so he pressed his advantage, licking her earlobe with his tongue, moving it down her neck, while his hands grasped her ample breasts, rhythmically and gently kneading them. These were truly gifts from heaven. Neither of Zhang Xiaoyu's two large hands could fully grasp Madam Wang's fullness; even with both hands together, some still peeked out from between his fingers!

While enjoying the magnificent breasts of Madam Wang, Zhang Xiaoyu teased her by tracing circles with his fingers. Long suppressed, Madam Wang's heart was easily aroused, yet her movements were unusually clumsy; her previous feigned intimacy with the maid was nothing like this.

Zhang Xiaoyu rose and moved behind Madam Wang, his hands descending to grasp her full buttocks. With a slight upward lift, he raised her body slightly, then took the opportunity to sit down beside her, her body involuntarily resting on him.

Feeling the heat of something on her buttocks, Madam Wang reacted as if bitten by a snake. Her lips and tongue parted abruptly from Zhang Xiaoyu's, and her body involuntarily arched upwards. This arch was peculiar; the base was her hands, resting on Zhang Xiaoyu's legs, while the protruding part of the arch was her lower abdomen. To maintain this protrusion, her buttocks could only thrust upwards continuously!

Zhang Xiaoyu gently placed his hands on Madam Wang's waist, a mischievous smile on his face. He wanted to know if her waist was her erogenous zone. Taking advantage of her inability to resist, he slowly drew circles on her waist, his lips occasionally teasing her back, neck, and earlobes!

After a short while, Madam Wang couldn't help but pull down slightly, but each pull brought her face to that hot spot, and reflexively she would spring back up. Falling, bouncing, falling again, bouncing again… Madam Wang was like a spring hitting the ground, each upward movement less than the last, each downward movement more than the last!

Her arms ached, her waist tingled, and the area around her ears itched! Finally, Madam Wang gave in, surrendering to Zhang Xiaoyu. She landed on him one last time, and then stopped thrusting.

Zhang Xiaoyu grasped Madam Wang's ample bosom with both hands again, gently thrusting his lower abdomen forward. "Sister, why did you stop? I felt great just now!" Madam Wang, both embarrassed and angry, couldn't help but turn around and lightly punch Zhang Xiaoyu's chest, saying, "It's all your fault, you rascal! You made me lose all face! The embroiderer saw it all, how can I face anyone now!" "What's this? From now on, you're sisters, so this kind of openness is just like everyday life." Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu say this, some images flashed through Madam Wang's mind. She felt aroused, turned around, and took the initiative to stick out her tongue and give Zhang Xiaoyu a wet kiss. After kissing Zhang Xiaoyu's lips, Madam Wang still couldn't calm her excitement. She continued kissing down Zhang Xiaoyu's chin, past his neck, and past his chest.

When aroused, Madam Wang had a bit of a sexy vibe, but unfortunately, it was only in appearance. Her awkward movements and somewhat tense muscles betrayed her.

Zhang Xiaoyu once again caressed Madam Wang's ample breasts, teasingly saying, "Sister, you're truly amazing!" Madam Wang was initially taken aback, but when she met Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze, she realized he was laughing at her. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, she involuntarily swayed her hips and lightly punched Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu continued his actions, suddenly feeling his hand was somewhat wet. He looked down and discovered that Madam Wang still had breast milk. Could this be the surprise the embroiderer had told him about? Excitedly,

Zhang Xiaoyu asked Madam Wang, "Sister, do you still have breast milk?" Breast milk! Her daughter was already eighteen years old, and she still had breast milk! This was simply a monstrous existence! Faced

with Zhang Xiaoyu's persistent questioning, Madam Wang was unable to mount an effective defense, almost lacking the courage to even put up a resistance, and simply surrendered.

"Hmm..." Her voice was soft, as if she deliberately didn't want Zhang Xiaoyu to hear.

"Huh? Sister, what did you just say? Your voice was too soft, I didn't hear you!" Madam Wang's face flushed crimson, her cheeks burned, and her ears throbbed with heat. She dared not meet Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze any longer, and faced with his aggressive attitude, she could only retreat step by step. She repeated herself softly.

Zhang Xiaoyu continued his relentless pursuit, and with a forceful stroke, more milk flowed out.

"Sister, this won't do! Your voice was too soft, I didn't hear you even after you said it twice! Oh! It's coming out again, we can't waste it! Tsk tsk!" As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoyu sucked on her nipple, making loud smacking sounds.

Oh my god, this rascal! He won't stop until he's utterly humiliated her! Madam Wang was already beyond embarrassed. In a moment of fierce determination, she retorted softly, "So what if I still have milk?" Hmm, very good! It's good that she's willing to admit it. Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled inwardly, but insisted on saying seriously, "That's right, breastfeeding is healthy, what's there to be embarrassed about!" Zhang Xiaoyu then moved to stand in front of Madam Wang, cupped her cheek with his right hand, and kissed her. Seeing that Madam Wang's eyes were closed and her body was still trembling, he quickly said, "Little A'Luo, relax, that's how you feel, you were fine just now." Madam Wang's waist was slender, and her flat abdomen was covered with glistening beads of sweat, which Zhang Xiaoyu licked away in one gulp.

Zhang Xiaoyu leaned down and kissed Madam Wang's ear, "A'Luo, your body is so beautiful." "Husband... pamper me... pamper your A'Luo," Madam Wang didn't even think about why Zhang Xiaoyu knew her name. Madam Wang turned her head, opened her mouth, and put her fragrant tongue into Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth, letting him savor it.

Madam Wang could no longer restrain her hunger and desire, and with a soft moan, she threw herself into Zhang Xiaoyu's arms again. The two were once again inseparable, their passion intense. Madam Wang was already aroused; she embraced Zhang Xiaoyu's head, her delicate tongue darting into his mouth like a nimble snake, stirring eagerly. Zhang Xiaoyu, in turn, passionately kissed her lips, licking every inch of them, chasing after Madam Wang's wandering tongue. Savoring the sweetness and tenderness in her mouth, their tongues intertwined endlessly. However, Zhang Xiaoyu gradually grew dissatisfied with merely their tongue-twisting exchange.

He sucked on her smooth, fragrant tongue, lifted her voluptuous body, and straddled her on his lap, his hands caressing her silky, snow-white buttocks, sliding along her tender cheeks. He then passionately grasped and kneaded Madam Wang's round, snow-white breasts, his fingertips occasionally brushing against her erect nipples. He opened his mouth and sucked on her firm nipples, arousing Madam Wang's body to tremble uncontrollably. Her smooth, delicate hands accurately and swiftly grasped Zhang Xiaoyu's fiery dragon, her cool, slippery fingers circling the head and moving it up and down slightly. Finally, she straightened the dragon's waist and lowered it in coordination, her small hands wrapping around the back of his head, her fair breasts rubbing against Zhang Xiaoyu's face. Zhang Xiaoyu gripped her slender waist tightly, lifting and lowering her soft, delicate body so that her flower could vertically swallow and release his dragon.

Zhang Xiaoyu took a deep breath, grabbed Madam Wang's slender waist with both hands, and thrust his waist forward with force. His thick dragon broke through all obstacles with unstoppable momentum, the entire thick dragon reaching the deepest part of Madam Wang's honey hole in one go. Madam Wang gasped softly, gripping Zhang Xiaoyu's back tightly with both hands and her eyes closed. She was enduring an immense pressure beyond her capacity, as if a blazing torch was burning her from head to toe. Pain and aching sensations came one after another, yet she also felt a sweet feeling in her heart—a truly peculiar sensation.

Zhang Xiaoyu smiled slightly, lowered his head, and kissed Madam Wang. Their lips were pressed tightly together, Zhang Xiaoyu's fiery tongue darting and teasing inside her mouth. Madam Wang also extended her fragrant tongue, intertwining it with his; in this back-and-forth, they teased each other, arousing waves of desire. Zhang Xiaoyu kissed her passionately, as if trying to absorb her body and soul into his own, his hands roaming freely over her naked skin. Madam Wang, her mouth sealed, emitted indistinct, alluring moans, writhing against him like a mermaid. Zhang Xiaoyu also thrust his massive member forcefully into her tight, flower-like chamber; her honeyed orifice was soft, smooth, and hot, seemingly alive, tightly enveloping his member, bringing him unparalleled pleasure.

"It's so full...so swollen...ah...I can feel it...you're inside me...husband, hurry...I want you...fuck me to death..." Madam Wang's alluring moans acted like an aphrodisiac, igniting his fighting spirit. Zhang Xiaoyu thrust and pumped wildly like a pile driver, continuously sending his thick, massive member into Madam Wang's body. Madam Wang felt an overwhelming, strange excitement, sometimes moaning, sometimes pounding, twisting her soft body to meet his thrusts, constantly uttering soft moans.

Madam Wang gasped and moaned, clinging tightly to Zhang Xiaoyu, her snow-white thighs wrapped around his strong waist, wildly twisting her slender waist to meet his thrusts. Madam Wang's pretty face was flushed, her eyes were languid, and a thin layer of fragrant sweat seeped from her snow-white skin. Zhang Xiaoyu was captivated by her allure and thrust even faster. The sounds of thrusting, slapping, moaning, and heavy breathing mingled together, filling the room with an atmosphere of debauchery.

After a long and intense physical struggle, Madam Wang let out a long groan, her body convulsing and spasming deeply before she finally climaxed again. Her entire body went limp, but her limbs remained tightly wrapped around Zhang Xiaoyu like an octopus, keeping his member inside her.

"Ah Luo, was it comfortable?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked with a smile, embracing Madam Wang as he gently stroked her slender, smooth thighs, enjoying the slippery sensation.

"So...so comfortable...so comfortable." Madam Wang nestled nestled in his passionate embrace, her starry eyes slightly open, a soft moan escaping her lips, her voice filled with boundless satisfaction and allure. Deeply immersed in the unparalleled comfort of her climax, she murmured in ecstasy, "So comfortable, so comfortable I almost die." "Ah Luo, how can you be so slutty, so wanton!" Zhang Xiaoyu laughed, caressing and kneading her full, high breasts, his heart filled with pride.

Madam Wang's alabaster-white face held a hint of spring, her beautiful, watery eyes looking at him coquettishly, she said coquettishly, "It's all your fault for turning me, this chaste and virtuous wife and mother, into a wanton harlot." Zhang Xiaoyu caressed and kneaded Madam Wang's full, snow-white breasts, laughing, "Little brother likes you like this, sister." Madam Wang glared at her lover with seductive eyes, then involuntarily wrapped her arms around his neck, nestling in his embrace.

Zhang Xiaoyu grasped Madam Wang's pink breasts, gently stroking and kneading them, then embraced her tightly and tenderly kissed her lips. They kissed passionately until Madam Wang was breathless, then reluctantly parted. Looking at her rosy face, listening to her rapid, soft breaths, feeling her soft breasts and full buttocks, Zhang Xiaoyu wished he could hold her like that forever. He kissed

Madam Wang's ears, nose, mouth, and neck once more. Madam Wang could no longer resist the torment of desire and let out a soft moan. Without a word, Zhang Xiaoyu gently bit her nipple with his teeth. Madam Wang felt a tingling, itchy sensation from her nipple and couldn't resist his teasing, moaning, "Husband…I want more…" Zhang Xiaoyu looked at her fair cheeks, now tinged with two red blushes, her watery eyes sparkling with a hazy starlight, her eyes and brows brimming with alluring passion, her whole being exuding a languid, seductive charm. Zhang Xiaoyu lifted one of her snow-white jade legs and thrust into her body, skillfully penetrating her warm and moist interior. He kissed her cheek and murmured, "Good sister, good wife, your husband loves you to death!" Madam Wang's long, firm legs wrapped around him, and she whispered in his ear, "Good husband... good brother... move faster... don't stop... ah..." With Zhang Xiaoyu's nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, the mature, beautiful, and dignified Madam Wang let out wanton moans and cries. Her snow-white, smooth, and slender legs instinctively wrapped tightly around his back, gripping his waist. This allowed Zhang Xiaoyu to penetrate even deeper and more deeply into her warm and moist interior.

Zhang Xiaoyu caressed and played with Madam Wang's long, snow-white, smooth, and elastic legs, burying his head in her breasts, gently biting them with his teeth and flicking his tongue. His left hand circled her waist, climbing up her breasts, experiencing the smooth, warm, and jade-like touch. His right hand caressed her smooth, flat abdomen, circling her delicate navel, his index finger occasionally teasing her shallow, round dimples. His mouth roamed over her breasts, licking and gently nibbling. His massive member, meanwhile, relentlessly thrust into her core.

Under the thrusting of Zhang Xiaoyu's enormous member, Madam Wang felt incredibly full and comfortable; waves of pleasure emanated from their joined bodies, and she was lost in an endless sea of desire. Overwhelmed by passion, their actions became exceptionally intense, their union rapid and frequent. The violent friction brought intense stimulation, causing Madam Wang to moan and cry out incessantly. The sounds of their collisions and friction filled the air with lewd moans… Zhang Xiaoyu showed no mercy, straightening his body and reaching out to grab Madam Wang's delicate buttocks, pulling her forcefully into his arms. At the same time, his erect and hard penis plunged directly into the depths of her valley… With one hand around Madam Wang's shoulder and the other vigorously kneading her sacred jade breasts, his thrusts in and out of Madam Wang's beautiful, tight valley caused her body to throb rhythmically. This gentle friction was enough to give him intense pleasure. He could lie down comfortably, enjoying Madam Wang's narrow and elastic valley while playing with her sacred and delicate breasts, and occasionally teasing the erect nipples on their peaks. He fully experienced the smooth, tight, plump, and delicate touch.

Zhang Xiaoyu lay on top of Madam Wang, panting as he thrust his hips, his massive member pumping in and out of her honeyed orifice. Madam Wang, her mouth slightly open and eyes half-closed, gasped softly, her full buttocks swaying, moaning incessantly, "Mmm... Husband... Good brother... Sister... So good... Harder... Ah... So comfortable..." He held Madam Wang and thrust wildly for nearly fifteen minutes, when suddenly her whole body trembled, her flower chamber contracted rapidly, and a gush of hot fluid gushed out again, as she gasped repeatedly, "Ah... Ah... Husband... So beautiful... Mmm... I want... I want to go to heaven... So... comfortable... I've... come... Ah..." Zhang Xiaoyu suppressed the urge to ejaculate, withdrew his hard, burning member, and gently pushed Madam Wang's head down, while simultaneously thrusting his member closer to her soft lips. Madam Wang glanced at him seductively, took a deep breath, and lowered her head, her long hair cascading down to obscure her pretty face. Her small, soft, moist, warm tongue gently licked the tip of his dragon. Zhang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth, savoring the intoxicating sensation. "Down...a little lower...take it in...like this..." Zhang Xiaoyu instructed her movements. Madam Wang looked up at him shyly, noticing the intense desire and expectation in his eyes. Helplessly, she lowered her head, her tongue moving slowly, licking from the base of his dragon to the head, then gently caressing it from the base to the sensitive glans. Her sexy red lips lightly touched and kissed his dragon.

Zhang Xiaoyu let out heavy breaths and groans, his hip muscles contracting uncontrollably as his dragon thrust blindly. His dragon, teased by her skillful tongue, was almost bursting, yearning to immediately plunge into her tight, fiery petals to release its passion. Madam Wang seemed to enjoy this feeling, breathing softly.

She continuously licked the dragon with her delicate, clove-like tongue, making its head wet. Her slender hands slowly caressed the dragon, her gentle fingers lightly enveloping its head as she leaned down. Her warm, moist breath sprayed onto the dragon's head, and then the dragon touched her soft oral mucosa. Her wet, slippery tongue licked back and forth between the dragon's eyes, and suddenly the dragon's head was tightly enveloped by the warm, moist oral mucosa, with a suction effect. Her soft, thin tongue, mixed with saliva, curled around the dragon, her red lips rubbing against the dragon's shaft, striving to push it towards the base, until the tip of the dragon's head touched the hot, moist mucosa of its throat.

Madam Wang slowly spat out the wet, massive dragon, leaving only the head in her mouth, which she sucked and licked with relish, her tongue gently twitching. Just as Zhang Xiaoyu was about to thrust in, she slumped her shoulder and swallowed most of the dragon into her mouth again, like a child sucking on an ice pop, swallowing faster and faster. Her hands gripped the base of the dragon and stroked it, her smooth, long hair trembling in waves. The dragon thrust in and out of her cherry-like mouth, and waves of pleasure shot through her spine.

Zhang Xiaoyu gasped for breath, his hand pressing against her head. "Wife, I'll ejaculate if you suck any more." Madam Wang stopped, releasing her dragon with a soft, panting smile. "Comfortable...?" Zhang Xiaoyu cupped her full breasts, creating a deep, snow-white cleavage. "Hurry up and make your husband feel good." Madam Wang removed his hand and slowly lowered her breasts, grinning mischievously as she clamped her dragon between them. "I'll make you love me to death." The feeling of her warm, soft breasts enveloping his dragon was different from oral sex. The woman's smooth breasts were hot, and his dragon was surrounded by two soft, fleshy mounds, the breasts rippling with each squeeze.

Madam Wang's breasts clamped his dragon, rubbing it vigorously, and she lowered her head to kiss the dragon's head. Zhang Xiaoyu's dragon was aroused by her actions, feeling a surge of desire. He gasped, his waist slumped, and his dragon's head shot out like a dam opening, white liquid gushing out like an arrow. Madam Wang caught it in her mouth, swallowing every last drop.

"My dear wife, you're so alluring and seductive! I love you to death, where did you learn all this from?" Zhang Xiaoyu said tenderly, embracing Madam Wang, his hands kneading her ample, snow-white breasts. Giving him a blowjob with her 38F breasts felt fucking amazing.

"Husband, I read it in a book. Don't you think I'm too lewd?" Madam Wang nestled against her lover's chest, caressing his broad, strong back, her eyes filled with spring-like desire as she spoke softly. Zhang Xiaoyu caressed and kneaded the beautiful Wang Furen's full, snow-white breasts, watching them change shape in his hands. He said tenderly, "No, I like my wife just like this." Then he chuckled, "Wife, your breast play just now really excited your husband." Wang Furen couldn't help but grasp and play with his enormous, incomparably large penis, which was half-erect and half-soft after the battle. She was intoxicated and kissed him with seductive eyes, murmuring, "Husband, haven't you tried this before?" "No! This is the first time I've experienced such a unique and sensual experience." Zhang Xiaoyu touched Wang Furen's plump and elastic breasts, his fingertips flicking the firm, pink nipples.

"My lord, I've given you my first time too." Madam Wang gazed at Zhang Xiaoyu with alluring, watery eyes, her voice sweet and seductive. Zhang Xiaoyu extended his middle finger and gently stroked her moist, sexy lips, chuckling wickedly, "Even this is your first time?" Madam Wang gave Zhang Xiaoyu a flirtatious glare, opened her mouth, and took his middle finger in, her tongue lightly licking and sucking, murmuring, "Mmm, I almost gave you my virginity." Zhang Xiaoyu withdrew his finger and moved it to the crevice between Madam Wang's jade-like legs, caressing and kneading it... He then gently touched the tender pink chrysanthemum bud behind her buttocks, lewdly saying, "Who said you're not a virgin? This is it." The sensitive anus received the caress, experiencing the strange sensation of the cool fingers squeezing open the burning hot sphincter. Lost in the abyss of pleasure, Madam Wang almost melted into Zhang Xiaoyu's body. Her whole body went limp and weak, her breathing quickened, and she gasped and trembled, "Husband, how can you do that? Ah…don't…touch me…there…it's dirty…" Zhang Xiaoyu withdrew his fingers, touching her soft buttocks, lightly licking and biting her… He whispered in her ear, "Wife, next time, can you give me this virgin territory too?" Madam Wang, with her fair and demure face flushed, felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her eyes brimming with desire. She let out a soft moan, then shyly closed her eyes, her body weak and limp against his strong chest. She said in a sweet voice, "Wait until I'm ready." Zhang Xiaoyu happily embraced her voluptuous body, softly saying, "Wife, then I'll be waiting for your good news." Madam Wang's breathing grew heavy, her body trembling slightly as she whispered in his ear... A voice, barely audible, responded beside her. After the climax, looking at A'Luo's flushed face, moistened by his touch, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but caress her sensitive spots while chuckling, "Little A'Luo, how does it feel?" "Ah..." Madam Wang felt languid, not wanting to say a word. How many years had it been since she'd experienced this blissful satisfaction? Even before, she'd only experienced it once, and it paled in comparison to this. It felt so good. Madam Wang involuntarily closed her eyes again. Chapter 058: A'Luo said, "Husband, please let me go!" Looking at the dreamlike beauty on his lap, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but say, "Alas, to die under a peony flower is to die a romantic death. To be husband and wife with you for one night, even if I die tomorrow, I'll accept it." Thinking this, he reached one of his hands, which was around the beauty's waist, onto her shoulder and gently pulled her into his embrace.

"Mmm..." Madam Wang frowned deeply, but did not resist. Their lips met, and they kissed passionately.

When their lips parted, Madam Wang gasped, "Little brother, you're just talking nonsense. Did you intend to leave your sister here alone? It was alright before, but now that you've shown me your goodness, how could I leave you? By the way, little brother, how did you know my name is Wang A'luo?" Zhang Xiaoyu replied, "Little brother knows a lot. I'm knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, and I can even predict the affairs of the world." As he spoke, his hands began their assault again. "Mmm...no more...I'm so tired, I really can't take it anymore...husband...please let me go." Zhang Xiaoyu knew A'luo was overwhelmed and pulled the thin blanket over her. The night at the manor was still a bit chilly. Half-asleep, Madam Wang unconsciously shifted her body closer to Zhang Xiaoyu. He embraced her and kissed her forehead. Madam Wang was utterly exhausted. She said, "Brother, I can't go on anymore. Go find Xiu Niang; she's waiting for you to feed her." Then she fell asleep. Zhang Xiaoyu gazed at the sleeping beauty beside him, utterly captivated. His lower body began to throb again, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "This woman is truly a stunning beauty!" Xiu Niang, seeing that Madam Wang had submitted to her lover, exclaimed happily, "Husband, you really have a way with things!" "Of course! Don't you know who your husband is? From now on, you and Youcao and her daughter will be sisters with Madam." "I know, husband. Madam is so alluring, and those two treasures are so full. I think your heart has been completely captivated." Xiu Niang was now a little jealous.

"You're not bad yourself, Embroiderer. Look at your beautiful buttocks, so perky, so full, so fleshy. Your husband can't get enough of touching them, and he's already been captivated by you many times. Now, all I want are your beautiful buttocks," Zhang Xiaoyu said with a lewd grin.

Embroiderer, having watched the performance for so long, was already impatient.

Looking at the dazed Embroiderer, Zhang Xiaoyu pulled her into his arms and pushed her down onto the bed.

Embroiderer watched helplessly as Zhang Xiaoyu pressed down on her, his sensual lips covered hers, followed by a skilled biting kiss. Embroiderer felt his lustful hands begin to skillfully caress and knead her full thighs and rounded buttocks. A familiar yet strange sensation assaulted her fragile body and mind. His fingers massaged and kneaded between her legs. The embroiderer inhaled Zhang Xiaoyu's masculine scent, and her breathing became rapid, her desire rising and falling. She involuntarily extended her fragrant tongue, letting him suck on it.

Zhang Xiaoyu kissed the embroiderer's small mouth, their lips entwining in a passionate kiss. His hands kneaded her full breasts forcefully, the soft flesh deforming in his hands, bringing her even more pleasure amidst the subtle itching and pain. The embroiderer, kissed by him, could only let out soft moans. She felt her body growing hotter, and felt Zhang Xiaoyu's hands everywhere, constantly caressing her.

Zhang Xiaoyu squinted at the embroiderer so close to him, her delicate face flushed like a beautiful flower, her breath sweet as orchids, her breasts heaving, utterly alluring. As her graceful body writhed, her narrow skirt rose to her thighs, and the scent of orchids and musk emanating from her body made Zhang Xiaoyu's erection even harder.

The beautiful embroiderer said coquettishly, "You little rascal, good son-in-law! Come and fuck your mother-in-law, your mother-in-law wants your big cock..." Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaoyu flipped her over and pinned her down, his tongue already blocking her mouth. He touched the embroiderer's high, white, soft breasts, and the embroiderer trembled all over as she continued to kiss Zhang Xiaoyu passionately.

Zhang Xiaoyu's left hand caressed the protruding vulva, his middle finger gently poking and swirling against the petals. "Mmm...uh..." The embroiderer's face flushed, and she murmured indistinctly. Zhang Xiaoyu tightly grasped her full breasts and rubbed them a few times. The embroiderer bit her cherry lips, her delicate body trembling. Zhang Xiaoyu kneaded her warm, soft breasts even harder. The embroiderer shyly closed her eyes, tightly shutting her jade-like white thighs.

Zhang Xiaoyu's lips pressed against her soft lips, blocking her alluring cherry mouth. The embroiderer's smooth tongue intertwined wildly with Zhang Xiaoyu's, making smacking sounds as she sucked her saliva. Suddenly, her mouth became hot, and a large amount of saliva gushed out, filling his mouth. Her slender thighs tightly gripped his left hand, and a stream of lustful fluid flowed from her vulva, warm, slippery, and sticky, making Zhang Xiaoyu feel very comfortable. The embroiderer willingly lifted her legs, using her slender fingers to part the tender red petals, opening her moist flower chamber. Layers of flower paths were revealed, white, cloudy love juice clinging to her flesh.

"Hmm... um... um..." The embroiderer groaned ecstatically, her slender thighs fully open, her plump buttocks dangling over the edge of the bed, her bright red flower chamber alluringly blooming. Zhang Xiaoyu's head touched the delicate petals, and the embroiderer's heart fluttered, her breath quickening. The head rubbed against her flower chamber, an irresistible tingling sensation making her tremble with pleasure, emitting seductive gasps.

Fortunately, her flower chamber was already overflowing with lustful fluids, incredibly slippery. Zhang Xiaoyu slowly thrust his dragon into the depths of her tight flower chamber. "Ah... so numb... ah..." she moaned, her voice hazy and pleading, writhing violently on the bed, her jade legs raised high, her slender toes clenching tightly. The tight, slippery flower chamber spasmed, clamping down hard on the giant dragon. Zhang Xiaoyu hadn't even thrust yet, but he was already sweating profusely from

endurance. The dragon's head finally reached its deepest point, and he slowly began to thrust. The embroiderer, responding to the intense pleasure, writhed and cooperated without restraint. "Ah...ya...uh..." The embroiderer's brows furrowed, sometimes biting her lip in endurance, sometimes letting out soft moans, making it impossible to tell if it was pleasure or pain. Her two watery eyes, hazy and unfocused, were all the more captivating. Her jade-like arms and pink legs clung tightly to Zhang Xiaoyu. Zhang

Xiaoyu simply picked her up and kissed her soft little mouth. The embroiderer passionately kissed Zhang Xiaoyu. Zhang Xiaoyu's left hand grasped her rounded breasts, while his right hand explored her rounded buttocks, his fingers gently touching her pink chrysanthemum bud. "Ah...almost...almost there...ooh...so...comfortable..." The sensitive anus received the caress, experiencing the strange sensation of the cool fingers squeezing open her burning sphincter. The embroiderer, fallen into the abyss of pleasure, almost melted into Zhang Xiaoyu's body.

The flower-like opening, overflowing with countless drops of lustful fluid, tightly gripped the massive dragon, writhing and contracting. "Ugh...you...no!" Her voluptuous and graceful body pressed against Zhang Xiaoyu, thrusting wildly. "Oh...uh..." A painful yet pleasurable moan

escaped her lips, her full breasts rising and falling alluringly with her rapid breathing. Zhang Xiaoyu embraced her smooth, soft, and alluring body, licking the fragrant sweat that glistened on her breasts with his tongue. He lowered his head and gently took her rosy nipple into his mouth. The embroiderer's pinkish-brown nipple was hard as a cherry. Zhang Xiaoyu gently sucked on it, and she groaned, clutching Zhang Xiaoyu's head. Zhang Xiaoyu pressed his face tightly against her smooth breasts, licking every inch of her fragrant skin.

"Is it comfortable?" Zhang Xiaoyu panted, quickening the rhythm of his thrusts.

"Mmm..." The embroiderer nodded and groaned in response. "Want to go faster?" The massive dragon thrust violently in and out of her tight passage.

The embroiderer couldn't help but cry out, "Ah...ah...so big...I can't take it anymore!" Zhang Xiaoyu reached out and grabbed her round, plump buttocks, his massive penis thrusting powerfully into her flower chamber, each time reaching its hilt.

The embroiderer groaned loudly, "Good son-in-law...ah..." Zhang Xiaoyu stopped thrusting, his head pressing tightly against her flower core, rubbing it vigorously. The intense stimulation brought wave after wave of orgasms, and her juices gushed out.

The embroiderer moved her flower lips to meet him, her flower chamber tightly sucking on his penis, her long legs tightly wrapped around Zhang Xiaoyu's waist, moaning shyly, "Good son-in-law, hurry up and fuck your mother...ah...so comfortable...ah..." The embroiderer moved passionately to meet him, wishing she could entangle the two of them into one, her fragrant tongue intertwining, sucking and swallowing Zhang Xiaoyu's saliva, her mouth opening wide as she moaned, "Ah...ah...ah." She shook her head and swayed as

she was fucked, her long, beautiful hair swinging back and forth, her small hands tightly gripping Zhang Xiaoyu's hair, letting him lick and tease her erect penis. The flower chamber spasmed and contracted repeatedly, Zhang Xiaoyu's dragon being gripped tightly by the contracting chamber, gripping the embroiderer's slender waist and thrusting faster.

The embroiderer's waterfall-like hair cascaded over her fragrant shoulders and jade-like back, her long legs clinging tightly to Zhang Xiaoyu's waist, her tender white arms hooking around his neck, her plump white buttocks twisting around him as she uttered intermittent, lewd moans. Her alluring body was covered in fragrant sweat, strands of hair sticking to her snow-white skin, making her appear even more lewd. Zhang Xiaoyu cupped the embroiderer's smooth buttocks, the urge to ejaculate growing stronger and stronger. Zhang Xiaoyu withdrew his dragon and rubbed it against the entrance of the flower chamber, no matter how hard she twisted and arched her plump buttocks, she could not relieve the lewd itch deep within the flower chamber.

"No...don't go!" The embroiderer's flower chamber was already sticky with red fluid, the fleshy walls deep inside writhing, tormented by a burning, itchy, and thirsty desire. Her slender waist twisted frantically, her smooth, hot body rolling on the bed pressed against Zhang Xiaoyu's. Her full, soft breasts, slender, sexy shoulders, her serpentine waist, and her long, smooth, white legs all seemed to offer Zhang Xiaoyu their alluring elasticity. Especially her soft, warm, and moist flower chamber, tight and gripping, stimulated Zhang Xiaoyu to a sensual and intoxicating climax.

The embroiderer twisted her white, soft, plump buttocks thirstily, "Oh...um," her seductive and wanton moans igniting Zhang Xiaoyu's animalistic instincts. His hands roamed over the embroiderer's alluring curves, her skin covered in fragrant sweat. The embroiderer's beautiful body trembled even more violently. Zhang Xiaoyu gently brushed aside the long hair covering half of her cheek, revealing her bewitching face, which was suffering greatly.

"Hmph...good son-in-law...there...it's so itchy...ooh...quick...quickly give it to your mother...ah!" Her alluring face lost all restraint, her plump buttocks thrusting wantonly, her wet flower bud rubbing against the dragon's head, making a crisp, sizzling sound. Zhang Xiaoyu pushed up the embroiderer's plump buttocks, looking at the messy, flushed flower bud, "Ah...give it to me...quickly...give it to my mother...I'm so itchy!" The embroiderer, pushed away from the dragon's friction and unable to reach her flower bud, couldn't help but cry and beg, her white, tender buttocks twisting in Zhang Xiaoyu's hands. Zhang Xiaoyu slowly thrust his dragon upwards, the dragon's head re-inserting into her flower bud, a satisfied smile appearing in the embroiderer's watery eyes.

With a powerful thrust of her plump buttocks, he swallowed the dragon completely, the overflowing love juices within her flower bud making the dragon's thrusts exceptionally smooth. Zhang Xiaoyu felt the dragon's head being squeezed so comfortably in her tender flower bud, the dragon's head being soaked in lustful fluids so pleasurably. He hoisted the embroiderer's long, slender legs onto his shoulders, his massive penis thrusting in and out of her flower chamber, each stroke reaching the very core. The embroiderer's snow-white body, her long, black hair flowing freely, her full, alluring breasts swaying violently, occasionally being grabbed, squeezed, and sucked by Zhang Xiaoyu. The embroiderer looked down at Zhang Xiaoyu's thrusting. When his penis withdrew, it turned her pink labia outwards; when it thrust in again, it brought her labia back into her flower chamber.

As the embroiderer gradually regained her strength, she moaned sweetly, "Good son-in-law... I... I want more." "I haven't stopped!" The embroiderer wrapped her arms around Zhang Xiaoyu's neck and whined, "I want you to be harder!" Zhang Xiaoyu thrust forcefully into her tender, moist flower garden. "Why is my mother-in-law so horny? Is it because the more her son-in-law fucks her, the more she wants it?" The embroiderer swayed her plump buttocks and brought her flower lips closer to meet his thrusts. "Yes... I want it... Ah... Harder... So good... It feels so good." Hearing her moans, Zhang Xiaoyu thrust even harder. The embroiderer's tight little flower garden gripped Zhang Xiaoyu's dragon tightly. "Move faster... I... can't... take it anymore." Hearing the embroiderer's moans, Zhang Xiaoyu stopped asking questions and thought to himself, "Once I submit to you, let's see if you'll talk." With a thrust of his hips, Zhang Xiaoyu plunged in, the embroiderer responding to his thrusts, her pleasure rising higher and higher as she cried out his name: "Ah...son-in-law...I...faster...son-in-law...it feels so good...faster...harder!" Zhang Xiaoyu used his skillful technique to move up and down, making a "sizzling" sound as he penetrated her flower chamber. The embroiderer stretched out her long legs and twisted her plump buttocks to match Zhang Xiaoyu's thrusts. She clung tightly to Zhang Xiaoyu, her eyes glazed with desire, her body drenched in sweat, panting heavily, enjoying the pleasure given to her by the huge dragon. She desperately raised her plump buttocks, pressing her flower chamber even closer to the dragon. Her lewd cries and expressions stimulated Zhang Xiaoyu to thrust even harder.

"Oh...I'm going to come again!" The dragon's head touched the most sensitive core deep inside her flower chamber, stimulating the embroiderer to gush with lustful fluids.

"Kiss me?" Her cheeks flushed, her eyes gleaming, she pouted her red lips, begging for a kiss, her smooth, soft legs tightly gripping Xiao Yu's waist. Their tongues intertwined wildly, exchanging saliva.

"Mother-in-law, you're so wet, does it feel good?" Zhang Xiao Yu freed himself from the embroiderer's tongue.

"Hey...you're still asking me, you're so amazing. I'm almost dead from your lovemaking," the embroiderer said, before falling asleep. Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the two beautiful, mature women lying on the bed and smiled. "Wang A'luo, you're finally my woman, Zhang Xiaoyu's woman. Of all the women in Tianlong, only Wang Yuyan and Ruan Xingzhu are left. Just wait a little longer, and I, Zhang Xiaoyu, will bring happiness to you."

The next day at dawn, Zhang Xiaoyu struggled free from the entanglement of the two voluptuous bodies. These two women were really restless in their sleep, as if they were afraid he would escape. As Zhang Xiaoyu got up, one woman wrapped her arms around his legs, the other around his arm, and the other around his waist. A'Luo and Xiu Niang woke up too.

Looking at the two still sleepy women, Zhang Xiaoyu pulled them into his arms, kissing each of them on the lips. "Why didn't you sleep a little longer? You still seem sleepy." "Husband, why don't you rest a little longer? You worked so hard yesterday," Xiu Niang said, having been Zhang Xiaoyu's woman longer than A'Luo, and speaking more freely. This was something Zhang Xiaoyu required of his women—not to be shy and tiring all the time.

"Husband, you didn't work hard at all! I think you two are the ones who worked hard. I'm a war god! Even if there were several or dozens of you, I could still rout them all!" Zhang Xiaoyu said proudly, knowing he had plenty of assets.

"Husband, how many women do you have left?" A'Luo asked from the side.

"A'Luo, your husband has many women, but you must believe in him. He truly loves each and every one of you and will never abandon any of them. He will make each of you happy. A'Luo, I know you don't like men who are philanderers, but there are some things I can't control. I know this is unfair to you, but I have no choice." "Yes, madam, how can we bear it if our husband doesn't take more wives? The first time Youcao and I served him, he tormented us for most of the night, and then again in the morning, but it seems he wasn't satisfied yet. If it continues like this, we won't even need to get out of bed." The embroiderer spoke up for Zhang Xiaoyu.

"What? You and Youcao, you and your daughter—" A'Luo was startled by the embroiderer's words. She hadn't expected that the embroiderer and her daughter would share a husband.

"A'Luo, don't make a fuss. Isn't this a good thing? I didn't force them. Youcao and Xiuniang both love me. Do I have to make either of them sad? Besides, this way they'll not only be mother and daughter, but also sisters, and they can live with me forever." Zhang Xiaoyu didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"Let me tell you something else. Actually, Gan Baobao and Zhong Ling are also my women. After we finish this business and go back, we'll find Qin Hongmian. Her daughter, Mu Wanqing, has also agreed to be my woman along with Hongmian. Hongmian is already mine; she's just having some trouble thinking about it." Zhang Xiaoyu told her about Gan Baobao and her daughter, as well as Qin Hongmian and her daughter.

"What? Aren't they all women abandoned by Duan Zhengchun? Didn't they all love Duan Zhengchun? How did they become your women, my husband?" A'Luo asked in surprise upon hearing these familiar names.

"What's so strange about that? A'Luo, a woman as stunning as you, you still fell in love with me, so why can't they?" Zhang Xiaoyu still harbored resentment towards the deceased Duan Zhengchun. Damn it, so many good women, and you didn't even know how to cherish them.

A'Luo thought for a moment. Yes, even a proud woman like herself couldn't resist Zhang Xiaoyu's charm. Her husband was truly superior. Thinking this, A'Luo kissed Zhang Xiaoyu on the cheek and said sweetly, "Husband, you're so amazing! A'Luo loves you to death!" "Hehe, wife, what's so amazing about me? Is it because Xiao Yu is so wonderful, serving you so well?" Zhang Xiaoyu probably misinterpreted A'Luo's words and teased her.

"Yes, definitely. Madam must love Xiao Yu to death. Last night, Xiao Yu served Madam so well that everyone shouted. I bet everyone in the entire manor could hear it." Xiu Niang also teased from the side.

"Oh dear, I'm so embarrassed, my husband! You're all bullying me! Sister, please don't call me 'Madam' anymore. We're both Yu Lang's wives now. From now on, you're my sister, and I'm your younger sister," A'Luo protested.

"Yes, among all of my husband's wives, you're the eldest, Xiu Niang. From now on, they'll all call you 'elder sister.' But if any older wives are favored by my husband, you'll have to give up your position as eldest sister." "Yes, I understand. It's just a matter of titles. As long as my husband loves Xiu Niang, I don't care about the others." "And A'Luo, you'll be the second eldest sister from now on. I know you had some misunderstandings with Hong Mian and Bao Bao in the past, but you have to be a good older sister from now on. Once we've won over Bai Feng and Xing Zhu, I'll reunite you sisters. But it can't be like before. From now on, you five sisters have to serve your husband well and not let anything bad happen, or else I'll punish you properly." Zhang Xiaoyu told his two eldest wives everything he needed to say in advance.

"That's all in the past. Besides, I only have you in my heart now, my husband. Since we're all sisters, I'll definitely love and cherish my sisters." A'Luo wasn't unreasonable.

"By the way, husband, you have to promise me one thing." A'Luo suddenly became serious.

"What is it? Tell me, my wife, and I'll definitely do it for you." "Husband, how about I let you take Yu Yan as well?" A'Luo thought for a moment and said.

"What?" Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't believe these words would come from A'Luo's mouth. In the past, he was the one who had his daughter help him win over his mother, but this time it was the other way around. He didn't even know how to bring up Wang Yu Yan with her.

"A'Luo, Yu Yan has someone else in her heart. I don't want to force her." Since A'Luo had brought it up herself, he would pretend he had no ulterior motives.

"She likes that Murong Fu. Murong Fu only thinks about restoring his kingdom and won't bring Yu Yan happiness." "But Yu Yan doesn't think that way. She's set her heart on Murong Fu, and there's nothing I can do. I can't win Yu Yan over like I did to you." "No, Yu Yan has a strong personality. If you do this, she'll commit suicide. Besides, if I didn't have feelings for you, how could you have succeeded? Maybe last night you would have only gotten my corpse." "Good sister, good wife, I'm sorry. I really love you so much, and I couldn't think of any other way." Zhang Xiaoyu kneaded A Luo's ample F-cup breasts and said softly.

"Sister... I don't blame... you. If you... hadn't... done that, sister... sister... would never have known... how much... she... loved her brother. But... Yu Yan... brother must... win her heart first. Brother... you're so... great, you can... definitely do it." A Luo was attacked in her sensitive spot by Zhang Xiaoyu, and she spoke intermittently, panting.

"Since you trust me so much, I will definitely not let you down. I will make sure you and Yu Yan enjoy your company beneath me. Think about it, isn't that wonderful?" Zhang Xiaoyu's breathing became a little heavy.

Sure enough, A'Luo followed Zhang Xiaoyu's thoughts and felt that it was also very exciting for her. Forbidden love is invincible.

"A'Luo, your husband is hungry. Why don't you feed him breakfast?" After saying that, Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his head and put a strawberry in his mouth, sucking on it. Ah, the sweet juice! Zhang Xiaoyu ate with great relish, taking turns sucking on the two strawberries, making A'Luo pant softly.

After satisfying his desires on the two women, Zhang Xiaoyu dressed with their help, let them continue to rest, and went outside to get some fresh air.

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