Urban Heart Thief - Chapter 1378: Godmother Wanrong Sets Off Together

He held Wanrong, his godmother, tightly from behind, his rock-hard penis sinking into her soft and elastic buttocks.
When Wanrong's godmother saw Tianlong's ferocious face contorted with lust in the mirror, she sighed and said, "Alright, you little rascal, hurry up, we're about to set off!"
Wanrong's godmother leaned back, looking helplessly at him in the mirror, her delicate hands gripping the edge of the table tightly.
Lifting Wanrong's godmother's robe, Tianlong saw a cute pink thong exposed before his eyes. The barely visible fabric was stretched taut by her large buttocks, the round, snow-white cheeks contrasting sharply with the pink thong, making his throat dry and his penis throb even more painfully. He grabbed the edge of the thong and pulled it down forcefully, the little cutie slipping down to her thighs. Then, he guided his penis to Wanrong's godmother's anus and thrust it in. Wanrong gasped, a tense expression on her face.
He'd only managed to push half his glans in before Wanrong's godmother's contracting anus clamped shut, preventing him from going any further. But this level of resistance was no match for Tianlong, who knew her anus better than she did. He suddenly pulled Wanrong's godmother tightly into his arms, forcing most of his penis inside her. Wanrong's godmother groaned softly as his thick penis relentlessly scraped against her delicate rectal walls. The fullness, itchiness, and pain in her anus made her close her eyes in discomfort. "Gently, Long'er, you're hurting me!"
Tianlong could clearly see in the bright mirror: Wanrong's godmother's eyes were closed, her brows furrowed, her delicate face flushed crimson. A mixture of pleasure and pain escaped from her slightly parted lips. His狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) face reached over her slender shoulder, pressing against her stunningly beautiful face, brimming with the charm of a mature woman. The contrast between Wanrong's delicate beauty and his狰狞 face was stark. Her skirt, pulled up to her waist, concealed his hands ravaging her slender waist, which was devoid of any excess fat. The constantly rising and falling bulges revealed the intense movements beneath the skirt. Her voluptuous body leaned forward, pressed tightly against his heaving form. Their bodies were so close together, except for his relentlessly thrusting buttocks, that a needle couldn't pierce through them.
Seeing himself sodomizing his godmother Wanrong in the mirror excited Tianlong immensely. His movements became increasingly frenzied, his thrusts becoming more and more forceful. Each withdrawal caused Wanrong's body to arch backward, and the force of his thrusts almost made her jump. Fortunately, Wanrong was in anal sex, and her delicate rectum secreted a large amount of rectal fluid for lubrication, preventing serious injury. However, the powerful and forceful thrusts made her face turn pale. Especially when he forcefully penetrated her, her anus would involuntarily contract. The intense friction between his penis and her tightly contracted rectum gave him heavenly pleasure, while Wanrong's face turned pale from his thrusts, her heart almost leaping out of her throat, and waves of urgency washed over her.
"Long'er, be gentle, your godmother is in so much pain!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Wanrong's godmother pleaded, afraid of losing control of her bladder again. She desperately clenched her anus, the muscles of her anus making it difficult for his penis to go in and out, but this was exactly what he liked best.
"Godmother Wanrong, please bear with me a little longer, I'll be better soon!"
Tianlong tightened his grip on Wanrong's godmother's waist, making her gasp for breath, and increased the speed of his penis thrusting in and out of her anus.
Wanrong's godmother knew he was about to finish, so she proactively thrust her hips back to meet his anal penetration. Her almond-shaped eyes, which had been closed, opened, staring at his face in the mirror, trying to find signs that he was about to stop. But she was startled by the scene in the mirror, her face turning bright red with shame. His face was pressed against hers, his expression twisted with lust, his large hand reaching under her skirt to tightly hold her waist, and his body thrusting against her back. This scene, filled with the obscene atmosphere of incest between godmother and son, made her mind go blank for a moment. The ethics and morality that had been buried deep in her heart filled every cell of her body, weaving together contradictory feelings. The waves of pleasure coming from her anus made her willingly let him continue, but the shame that resurfaced made her feel ashamed and embarrassed. Her contradictory feelings merged into two streams of clear tears.
Wanrong's godmother's expression aroused his lust. He roared and forcefully pulled back with both hands, pulling Wanrong's godmother's small waist and jade buttocks into his arms. His penis, like a pile driver, relentlessly pounded into her little anus. He pressed his upper body against Wanrong's godmother's forward-leaning back, his eyes fixed on the mirror, memorizing everything in it, especially Wanrong's godmother's expression.
The urge to urinate grew stronger and stronger, finally reaching his limit of endurance. Tianlong and his godmother Wanrong's bodies were pressed together without any gap, and his penis sprayed hot semen deep into Wanrong's godmother's rectum, ejaculating more violently than ever before, filling her large intestine with his semen. Wanrong's godmother cried out as he filled her with semen, tears streaming down her beautiful face. Her rectum contracted and writhed like countless tiny hands, massaging and squeezing his still trembling, ejaculating penis. A gush of hot fluid gushed from her exposed vagina, drenching his thighs pressed tightly against her back.
As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. He never expected that doing this to his godmother Wanrong would be so exciting. The blissful experience left him wanting more. "Godmother Wanrong, from now on, I will love you like this at least once a day!"
Tianlong held his godmother Wanrong, who was still in a daze from her orgasm, and said with infinite infatuation, "Wanrong's rectum is still wriggling and sucking on the penis that I left in her anus, so that I can't go soft even if I want to."
"Long'er, what did you just say?"
After a while, Wanrong's godmother came to her senses and asked him, who was grabbing and kneading her breasts. He repeated what he had said.
"no!"
Wanrong's godmother blushed and turned her head away. Her eyes accidentally caught sight of the reflection in the mirror again. "You can do whatever you want with your godmother in bed, but I feel so embarrassed looking in the mirror. You're not allowed to do that again! Besides, you might be staying with your godfather in the Yandu Mountain Fortress for the next few days, so you can't be too presumptuous!"
His godmother Wanrong firmly refused him, and Tianlong gave a disappointed "hmm." "Alright, godmother Wanrong, I'll listen to you, but right now I want to hold you like this a little longer, okay?"
Tianlong didn't want to force Wanrong, his godmother, to do anything she didn't want to do, because Wanrong had already given him everything she could as a godmother, including her beautiful body. If he made any further demands, he would be ungrateful.
Wanrong's godmother's body writhed a few times in his arms, her face still flushed and delicate, and she lowered her head and whispered, "Long'er, can you take your thing out first?"
His penis was still half-soft and half-hard inside Wanrong's godmother's anus. The rectum, with its strong regenerative ability, slowly returned to its original shape as his penis shrank, tightly gripping his penis and preventing it from slipping out naturally.
"Don't even think about it!" Tianlong made a face at himself in the mirror. "I want to hug my godmother Wanrong like this, it feels so good!"
Wanrong's godmother glanced back at him, then stopped objecting and let him hold her like that.
Because of his lust, which was even stronger than that of a beast in heat, he took Wanrong's godmother to bed again and ravaged her until noon. When he walked out of the bedroom with his arms around the waist of Wanrong's godmother, who was sore and weak, he was satisfied. Zhu Huaping was waiting for them. When she saw someone, Wanrong's godmother tried to struggle out of his arms shyly, but her weak body could not cooperate. After struggling several times, she still fell into his arms. Zhu Huaping stared at her with wide eyes. Tianlong completely understood his feelings at that moment.
The well-nourished godmother Wanrong exuded a captivating charm. Her watery, seductive eyes sparkled with allure, and her rosy cheeks were delicate and alluring, radiating the unique aura of a mature woman who had experienced profound satisfaction. Her soft, limp body nestled in his arms, every gesture and movement exuding captivating charm. Her shy and delicate appearance made one want to hold her close, yet her mature and fiery body stirred a desire to ravage her the moment one touched her. Godmother Wanrong evoked this contradictory feeling, simultaneously inspiring both tenderness and a burning desire to unleash one's pent-up lust upon her. It was precisely because of this that he always lost control and ended up ravaging her mercilessly.
Yandu Mountain was still shrouded in smog today. Zhu Huaping was responsible for escorting them to Yandu Mountain. Si Fenglei had been waiting at the entrance of the primeval forest for a long time, waiting for Huang Wanrong and Lin Tianlong to ride in the carriage together. Si Fenglei led the special police team to escort them on horseback.
As soon as Lin Tianlong entered the carriage, he immediately used his electric energy qigong to survey everything within a 400-meter radius of the carriage. He even used ten times the electric energy qigong to eavesdrop on suspicious people. In particular, when he discovered that Si Fenglei was politely following behind them, every move he made, every word he uttered, and every subtle expression on his face were all meticulously monitored by Tianlong's electric energy qigong.
Godmother Huang Wanrong watched him silently, barely daring to breathe, afraid that even the slightest movement would affect him. She also frequently wiped away the cold sweat that had broken out on him from the excessive exertion of his magic power. Only when the caravan entered the primeval forest and Si Fenglei and his group made no unusual movements did Huang Wanrong let out a soft sigh of relief and say, "Long'er, we're safe now, don't exert yourself so much!"
As she spoke, Wanrong's godmother grasped Tianlong's trembling, pale hand, which was wielding electric energy, as if she wanted to transfer her strength to him.
Tianlong looked up and smiled at his godmother, Huang Wanrong. This action made his vision blur and he almost fainted. However, his godmother Wanrong's beautiful face, full of concern, exuded the unique charm of a mature woman and gave him the motivation to persevere. His godmother Wanrong had given him everything. If he couldn't even do this little bit to protect her safety, how could he be worthy of the godmother who had given him so much love!
"Don't worry, godmother, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. I'll rest for a bit and I'll be fine!" After fighting continuously yesterday, even an iron man like me is inevitably a little tired.
"What on earth could have caused Li Qing to make such a fuss?"
Wanrong's godmother murmured to herself. Tianlong lay sprawled on the chair that could be used as a bed, his head resting on his godmother's plump thighs, holding her slender waist, burying his face in her firm belly, and dozing off while inhaling her familiar and warm scent. Hearing his godmother's words, he said without hesitation, "Has godfather discovered clues to the underworld palace of 'Chuang Wang's Treasure'?"
Wanrong's godmother changed her position so he could rest his head on her pillow more comfortably, "Silly boy!"
The godmother looked down at Tianlong with doting eyes, her slender hands gently stroking his hair and massaging his head. When she heard him whimper like a puppy being petted, she smiled and said, "Actually, the wealth of the 'Chuang Wang Treasure' no longer really interests modern tycoons. Perhaps your godfather wants to take control of the oil and diamond resources beneath the primeval forests of the Yandu Mountains, who knows?"

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