The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 101

Chapter 101: Chapter 101

"You, you..." Qin Qingxia gasped softly, her fingers trembling as she moved them away from Wu Song’s thigh, reaching over to touch, wanting to confirm if her suspicion was true.

Wu Song smiled slightly, without hesitation, grabbing Qin Qingxia’s hand and pressing it against the tent.

A deep breath of relief followed.

Qin Qingxia too began breathing rapidly, instinctively holding onto Wu Song’s spearhead.

Feeling that large, burning, and powerful rhythm made her heart scorch, difficult to control.

"It’s real!" Qin Qingxia finally snapped out of it, gasping admiringly.

Wu Song laughed, "Could this thing be fake?"

Qin Qingxia laughed, "Of course it can be, some people are naturally small but unwilling to accept it, so they go to certain countries to have surgery to attach a fake one."

Wu Song chuckled, "Oh? Village Chief thinks mine is real or fake?"

"Such a thing, of course, must be seen with one’s own eyes and inspected before its authenticity can be determined." Qin Qingxia stared at Wu Song’s crotch, eyes fiery with eagerness to verify.

Wu Song glanced at Qin Wushuang driving, her cheeks already flushed, legs tightly clenched, yet she didn’t look at Wu Song and Qin Qingxia, focusing intently on driving.

But Wu Song knew she was definitely aware of what was happening behind her.

Wu Song turned back, smiling at Qin Qingxia, "If Village Chief doesn’t mind, you can check anytime."

"Oh? Can check anytime? Then I shall do it," Qin Qingxia looked at Wu Song with excitement, rubbing her hands in anticipation.

Wu Song smiled, releasing his waistband.

Qin Qingxia immediately reached over, grabbing his waistband and yanking down Wu Song’s large shorts.

Instantly revealing underwear-clad spear, its impressive size more pronounced without shorts, appearing vigorous and distinct.

Qin Qingxia’s breathing became rapid immediately, saliva gushing out, forcing her to swallow repeatedly, with trembling voice, "This... this is too big... shall we... continue?"

Wu Song smiled and nodded, boldly gesturing Qin Qingxia to come over and remove his underwear.

Qin Qingxia gave a seductive smile, reaching out her fair, delicate hand to peel back Wu Song’s underwear.

Whoosh...

The powerful Cyan Dragon Spear immediately leapt out, slapping against Qin Qingxia’s unready face.

Qin Qingxia froze, then her face lit up with excitement and fascination, dumbstruck by the powerful spearhead and its shaft.

The strong masculine scent quickened her breath, making her turn on her phone’s light to research more closely.

The thickness, heat, hardness made Qin Qingxia shiver all over, her inner thighs twitching, the vibrating egg even squeezed out, but she ignored it, entranced solely by Wu Song’s grand spear. _{fre.ewebnov el.com}

"This... really is real! How is it possible anyone could be this powerful?" Qin Qingxia trembled as she spoke,

"In history, only literary figures like Ximen Qing have been endowed like this, yet I actually see it in reality!"

Raising her head, she looked at Wu Song, "Truly you’re exceptionally gifted!"

Wu Song smiled slightly, "More or less."

Qin Qingxia laughed seductively, "May I touch it?"

Wu Song smiled, nodding, "Of course."

Qin Qingxia smiled contentedly, giving Wu Song a knowing look.

She then reached over, somewhat shakily, to grasp Wu Song’s grand spear.

Upon grasping it, she shivered with excitement, her hand inadvertently tightening, causing Wu Song to groan, aroused, as the spear swelled.

Qin Qingxia became even more excited, her grip slightly loosening as she began to rub up and down, smirking, "Wu Song, am I doing it right?"

Wu Song burst out in laughter, "Village Chief is indeed one of my kind, fantastic!"

Qin Qingxia laughed heartily, "You are truly the amazing one."

Meanwhile, Qin Qingxia’s hands did not idle, utilizing both hands on Wu Song’s grand spear.

Not only rubbing but with gentle and practiced strokes that made Wu Song thrillingly comfortable.

"Oh, Village Chief, you’re simply amazing!" Wu Song praised, his hand brazenly placed on Qin Qingxia’s breast, kneading over the blouse; dissatisfied, he unbuttoned her shirt.

Qin Qingxia didn’t stop but unexpectedly took Wu Song’s grand spear into her mouth.

Wu Song groaned in delight, his spearhead hardening to the brink of explosion, the sensation truly thrilling from the village chief’s oral attention.

Wu Song barely held back from releasing.

By now, his hand had slipped into Qin Qingxia’s bra, clutching a breast, kneading hungrily.

Qin Qingxia was equally lost in excitement, her gaze hazy, breath rapid, now quickening her oral technique, wrapping Wu Song’s spear with expert swirls of her tongue.

Qin Qingxia’s oral skills took Wu Song by surprise.

Wu Song was flushed with heated passion, his spearhead crimson.

Unwilling to simply knead Qin Qingxia’s breasts, Wu Song’s hand entered her waistband, spreading aside her panties to grasp her plump buttocks, grabbing a handful of tender flesh.

Qin Qingxia moaned softly, slightly rising, making it easier for Wu Song’s hand to slip inside.

Then Wu Song withdrew his hand to unfasten her pants, yanking them along with her underwear down in one swift motion,

Squelch...

The vibrant egg popped out from her tightness, dropping sticky onto the panties.

Wu Song pinched it up, and without asking Qin Qingxia, promptly pushed it back inside, the egg smoothly slipped back in, covering Wu Song’s fingers in her honey.

Following the egg, Wu Song’s fingers delved further.

Qin Qingxia suddenly clenched, releasing Wu Qing’s grand spear with a scolding, "You’re terrible! What if it gets stuck?"

Wu Song chuckled, "Want me to pull it out now?"

Qin Qingxia scoffed, "That’s more like it."

Wu Song gleefully slipped the egg out, tossing it to the seat, smiling, "Village Chief, does carrying the egg at work add extra enthusiasm?"

Qin Qingxia’s eyes enticing, yet revealed a trace of wistfulness, "What can I do, my work is draining, being lonely for so long, it’s the only way to alleviate the solitude slightly."

"What about your spouse?" Wu Song asked incredulously.

At Qin Qingxia’s age and job, she should surely have been married.

"Living apart for long, it’s just a formality. The marriage persists due to our careers. In reality, we live our lives separately," Qin Qingxia sighed, suddenly swaying her curvy hips towards Wu Song’s spear, teasingly smiling, "Little vet, want me to give you a thorough rub?"