Urban Heart Thief - Chapter 1382: Wanrong's Godmother's Nightmare Attack

"Little brother, don't go, don't leave me..."
Suddenly, Wanrong's godmother struggled in Tianlong's arms, murmuring something. Seeing that Wanrong's godmother was still thinking about her uncle Huang Xiaolong in her dream, even though he was probably no longer alive, Tianlong couldn't help but feel jealous. Guo Liqing's words might not be true; there were obviously some lies in them. However, among those lies, there was one truth, which was exactly what he wanted to tell Huang Wanrong: Huang Xiaolong was dead, and the direct murderer of Huang Xiaolong was most likely Si Fenglei. As for what role Guo Liqing played behind the scenes, it was probably still unknown.
"Godmother Wanrong, wake up! You're having a nightmare!"
Even in his dreams, he hoped that Wanrong's godmother would dream of him, not someone else. He couldn't bear anyone else taking Wanrong's godmother away from him, so he gently patted Wanrong's godmother's face to wake her up.
Wanrong's godmother blinked a few times, her dreamy eyes focusing on his face, clearly still not awake from her dream. "Wanrong's godmother, you're dreaming!" he emphasized again.
After a while, Wanrong's godmother hugged him and burst into tears. "I dreamt that when I was little, I took my younger brother Xiaolong out to play. I picked wild fruits for him to eat and carried him around. But in the end, I left him in the forest and then Liqing and I left together. No matter how much he called, he wouldn't turn back! Did I kill my younger brother Xiaolong?"
Wanrong's godmother sobbed and complained in his ear, but she received no sympathy from him. He pulled his hands away from her, grabbed her cheeks and lifted her up, making her look at him directly. "Wanrong's godmother, you are mine!"
Tianlong said sourly and jealously, "From now on, I will not allow you to think about other men, especially in bed, not even in your dreams! Not even if he is my uncle Huang Xiaolong or my godfather Guo Liqing! You can only belong to me, like a slave!"
Wanrong's godmother's eyes became glazed over, "Belonging to you alone, like a slave in bed..."
Wanrong's godmother murmured the words several times before regaining her senses. Only then did Tianlong realize that he had unintentionally used his mental electric ability. Controlling a person's mind with this kind of electric energy qigong was beyond his level; even if someone were willing to teach him, he couldn't learn it. However, Wanrong's godmother was currently extremely grief-stricken, her mind disordered, and her body extremely weak, which allowed his relatively powerful mental electric ability to take advantage of her vulnerability and manipulate her subconscious, achieving a certain degree of hypnotic effect.
After realizing what had happened, Tianlong chuckled slyly. First, there was her godfather Guo Liqing, then her uncle Huang Xiaolong, both of whom had made her kind-hearted godmother Wanrong very worried. She was afraid that one day someone (referring to her godfather Guo Liqing) would use kinship to coerce her into bed and have his way with her. Even if she wasn't capable, she would still kiss and caress him. That would be a huge loss for her. Now, Tianlong could finally relax a little. Although she would still worry about her family, subconsciously she would reject any physical advances from others.
He showered Wanrong's godmother's face with kisses, celebrating his exclusive possession of her in this way. Although the method was somewhat underhanded and revealed his petty nature, he liked it!
Wanrong's godmother looked at him, somewhat bewildered, startled by his excited actions. He simply pulled Wanrong's godmother's head down and kissed her lips, exploring passionately. His already softened penis rose again, pressing against Wanrong's godmother's soft lower abdomen. They kissed for a long time, and Wanrong's godmother let out a soft "hmm" and broke free, her face flushed and panting as she looked at him, "Long'er, can you take godmother one more time? Godmother is scared while she's awake!"
"But your body..."
He hesitated and placed his hand on Wanrong's godmother's pert buttocks, gently pressing her already ravaged little chrysanthemum, causing Wanrong's godmother's body to tense up and her anus to contract and spasm.
"It's alright, it's best to make godmother faint. You can use whichever position you like. Didn't godmother promise to let Long'er do whatever he wants tonight? Consider this payment in advance!"
Wanrong's godmother bit her lip slightly as she spoke, begging him to rape her, which always made her feel embarrassed.
Tianlong glanced to the side and indeed, through the thick curtains of the west-facing window, he could vaguely see the sun still hanging obliquely on the roof below. For so long, he had been able to manipulate this captivating beauty at will, which thrilled him. However, he foresaw that in the coming days he wouldn't be able to touch her at all. What to do? Never mind, stopping now wouldn't change anything. He might as well enjoy himself to the fullest and be gentle. He wisely avoided mentioning dinner; his godmother Wanrong was definitely not in the mood for food, and he was too happy to eat. At most, he'd get hungry later from their passionate encounters and grab something to eat.
He flipped over and pinned Wanrong beneath him. Without any foreplay, he aimed directly at her vagina and thrust in. Both her vaginas were incredibly lubricated; it entered easily. Despite the constant warnings of injury, Wanrong frowned, lifting her hips and twisting her waist to match his thrusts. He rode her freely until he reached climax, replenishing his yang energy into her nearly exhausted body. The sleep-inducing energy once again proved its worth, sending the restless Wanrong to sleep, hoping she would be with him in her dreams. But, wide awake, he couldn't waste this rare opportunity. In his final anal sex act of the night, he manipulated Wanrong into various positions he pleased, sodomizing her alluring rear, crawling all over the bedroom, on the bed, on the floor, and throughout the room—experiencing every imaginable trick.
"Mrs. Guo, Young Master Lin, are you inside?"
A knock on the door startled Tianlong awake. "Oh no!"
He jumped up, his gaze sweeping over the messy bedroom. He couldn't help but inwardly groan. There were a dozen or twenty splatters of semen and traces of Wanrong's lewdness scattered on the carpet. These were the marks he left behind last night when he had been sodomizing her all over the bedroom. The largest and most conspicuous ones were in front of the dressing mirror in front of the closet.
That's nothing compared to what's truly deadly. On the bed, Wanrong's godmother lay sprawled out, her vulva still swollen and red, covered in bruises, her hair a tangled mess on the pillow, her face as pale as paper, and half-dried semen still clinging to her lips, her cracked lip barely concealed. As for the bed sheet, it had already fulfilled its purpose before going to sleep last night and was now lying quietly in a corner of the bedroom.
There was another knock at the door. "We're here. What can we do for you?"
Tianlong reluctantly walked out of the bedroom and responded through the door. If he could, he hoped that the knocking would not happen again for a few days. There was no way anyone could be seen inside now!
"We're here, is there anything I can help you with?"
Seeing that the guy was persistent, Tianlong reluctantly put on his clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and asked through the door.
"Young Master Lin, Mayor Guo asked me to ask when you're going down for lunch?"
Tianlong turned his head and glanced at the half-closed bedroom door with a troubled expression. "Go down and tell Godfather that we're coming down!"
He stood by the bed, arms crossed, scrutinizing his godmother Wanrong's pale and disheveled appearance after the storm. There was no hiding her condition now; his godfather, Guo Liqing, would be living with them from now on. He'd already discovered their incestuous relationship and had tacitly approved of him using her as a sperm donor while also caring for her. He figured he might as well tell her now, declaring his actual ownership of her, to prevent future speculation. But he worried that Wanrong might be too shy to confess to her legal husband. Subconsciously, he deliberately ignored Guo Liqing's righteous gaze, his jealousy stemming solely from Wanrong's slightly more attention towards him.
He had ravaged Wanrong's godmother so badly last night that she was now in a semi-conscious, semi-asleep state. He had to go through a lot of trouble to carry her to the bathroom to clean her up and get her dressed, but she still wouldn't wake up. "Wanrong's godmother, wake up! The sun's shining on your butt!"
Tianlong sat with his godmother Wanrong in his arms in front of the dressing table, gently patting her cheek. He remembered that when he was little, he loved to stay in bed, but every time, his mother, Lin Huiyin, would slap his bottom and then use this phrase to wake him up.
The thought of spanking made his hand involuntarily reach for his godmother Wanrong's beautiful buttocks, gently caressing them. The frivolous, teasing expression on his face vanished completely. Beneath this delicate, alluring body lay a kind, gentle, and strong heart, a woman who tirelessly gave everything for a steadfast kinship, especially for him, her godson. All her tenderness was bound to him; she even offered him what she should have kept—her body, her dignity. For example, her jade-like buttocks, which had received his special "care" the previous night, had been forced by him to let her, like a dog, penetrate her usually dreaded rear entrance. In her selfless maternal love, he derived unprecedented pleasure; every part of her body gave him the highest pleasure a man could experience.
Wanrong's godmother finally couldn't stand his caresses, especially his caresses on her open chrysanthemum. She opened her eyes with a "hmm" and asked, "Long'er, what's wrong? Why do you look like that?"
The moment Wanrong opened her eyes, she saw his face, which was filled with tenderness, affection, gratitude, and love, which surprised her quite a bit.
"I love you, godmother!"
Before Wanrong's godmother could react, Tianlong kissed her cherry lips. Wanrong hesitated for a moment, then opened her teeth, allowing his relentless tongue to penetrate her. This kiss was more intense than ever before, and Wanrong made soft moaning sounds. This was due to both the endless demands and offerings of his tongue, and the tender affection and boundless love he conveyed through his eyes at close range. All of this made Wanrong's godmother's heart race, and she quickly succumbed to his charm.
"You little rascal, you're suffocating your godmother!"
"Godmother Wanrong said shyly. Not only had the storm made her face pale, but now, with a touch of rosy blush, she looked even more sickly beautiful. He held her tightly, as if afraid that if he let go, the woman in his arms would fly away. "I love Godmother!" Tianlong murmured.
"Godmother loves you too. Come on, let godmother get up and comb your hair!"
Tianlong would sometimes hug his godmother Wanrong like this, but the atmosphere was a little different today, and Wanrong was a little shy.
"No, I want to hold you like this. You can comb your hair, I won't get in your way!"
Unable to resist him, Wanrong's godmother could only sit sideways on his lap and comb her hair. Her eyes always avoided him, trying to escape his burning gaze. Tianlong knew that Wanrong's godmother's feelings for him were mostly those of a foster mother and son, even after their incestuous physical relationship. He often used his power to bring her to multiple orgasms and make her talk nonsense, but that was just her physical instinct, not the orgasm she got from actively engaging in sexual intercourse. She was forced into it.

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