The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Chapter 102

Looking at the large butt in front of him, Wu Song’s heart immediately ignited with passion, and he grabbed it with excitement, both hands moving back and forth.

With a gentle part, the plump abalone in the crack split open, pink and delicate, veiled by dense black hair, appearing even more sensual and mysterious.

Threads of nectar were seeping from the peach source in the crack, moistening the grooves and that pink bud, glistening...

Wu Song’s big gun was immediately excited, too, releasing a drop of nectar, eagerly pressing against the entrance of that peach source.

A few rubs, and the gun’s tip was wet, aiming at that peach source and drilling inside.

"Oh, it’s really big!" Qin Qingxia felt the strong sense of fullness, couldn’t help but exclaim excitedly, her buttocks instinctively relaxed and opened, causing even her chrysanthemum to twitch.

Wu Song gripped Qin Qingxia’s plump buttocks, letting her sit down bit by bit.

As the gun tip penetrated slowly, Qin Qingxia couldn’t help but gasp.

"Oh, it’s so thick, so good!"

Qin Qingxia moaned excitedly.

"A man’s thing is still more satisfying. It’s a feeling neither vibrators nor horses can compete with." Qin Qingxia made an excited comparison and finally swallowed the big gun completely.

The two plump buttocks pressed against Wu Song’s thighs heavily, tightly wrapped, with a warm, tender touch that made Wu Song excitedly growl and hug Qin Qingxia tightly as the big gun fiercely pushed against Qin Qingxia’s core.

"Ah..."

Qin Qingxia couldn’t help but scream, shaking with pleasure, soon breaking out in a fine sweat, even her buttocks started becoming lubricated.

While Qin Wushuang, seemingly focused on driving, discreetly shifted her buttocks several times to find a comfortable position, her thighs unconsciously clenching and releasing, gripping the steering wheel with such force that her knuckles turned white, her delicate oval face blushing immediately, even her breathing became chaotic...

Eyes hidden behind nearsighted glasses involuntarily glanced sideways at the rearview mirror, perfectly reflecting the scene in the back seat.

Wu Song hugging Qin Qingxia’s lower back, thrusting powerfully, though with not a wide range, each move carried immense force.

Deeply probing Qin Qingxia’s core.

Making Qin Qingxia quiver and moan uncontrollably.

Shaking her head in ecstasy.

"Oh, it’s amazing! It’s really amazing!" Qin Qingxia moaned continuously, praising.

Unknowingly, the area where their black hair intertwined was already muddy, filled with nectar and milky fluid.

Making their friction increasingly lubricated.

Even producing slapping sounds, resembling cats licking and the squelching sound of feet stepping in mud.

With several sudden hard thrusts, Qin Qingxia couldn’t help but tremble, the canal started to quiver, and the lubrication increased significantly.

Wu Song knew she was close.

Papapa...

Qin Qingxia accelerated her hip movements eagerly, pushing hard.

Her hands frantically clawed at Wu Song’s body.

Breath quickening.

Mouth opened wide, screaming excitedly.

"Ah... I’m almost there, ah, it’s so good, I’m coming, ah... I made it!"

Qin Qingxia suddenly screamed out.

In the next moment, her whole body began to tremble, that little cave suddenly contracted, tightly wrapping around Wu Song’s big gun, even causing her buttocks to twitch, nectar flowing from the little cave, even the chrysanthemum got wet. _{fr\eewe.bn(o)v\el.c(o)m}

Wu Song suddenly rolled over holding Qin Qingxia, pressing her onto the seat, lifting her legs, and began thrusting vigorously.

"Papapa..."

The intense sound of flesh slapping filled the car.

The vigorous, heavy impact, the astounding range of push-up actions, made Qin Wushuang’s legs so weak she almost couldn’t drive.

The car was moving slowly, at a mere twenty or thirty speed.

At this moment, Wu Song’s unchecked training made the car body visibly shake.

And Qin Qingxia was also uncontrollably moaning and calling out.

Scared, Qin Wushuang dared not drive, instead moved towards a rural path.

Afraid that driving on the street or near the village government office, getting heard would cause a big incident.

The car turned into a rural path, surrounded by darkness and silence, only the crescent moon hanging high overhead, reflecting the shaking car beneath.

Only then did Qin Wushuang relax a little, pulled the handbrake, killed the engine, and hurriedly got out of the car.

The intense commotion inside the car, not seeing the provocative scene, the discomfort in her pants immediately eased a lot, yet left her feeling inexplicably empty, unable to resist wanting to return to the car.

Qin Wushuang felt the tissue in her pocket, hurriedly went to a hidden spot, pulled down her pants, revealing a rather conservative pair of safety shorts, the crotch tightly cupped, showing a central bulge, which was already wet.

Qin Wushuang hurriedly pulled out a tissue, reaching inside the safety shorts to wipe.

While wiping, the tissue got pushed to one side, her fingers began rubbing in the gap, electric currents rippling throughout her body, the freshly wiped nectar flowing once more.

Yet Qin Wushuang’s cheeks flushed, her body shivering slightly.

Her eyes suddenly longed, gazing at the car, specifically speaking, at the people inside, more specifically, at the big gun.

Meanwhile, Qin Qingxia had already been turned into a quivering mess by Wu Song, collapsing.

"No, I can’t take it anymore, I can’t hold out! Stop now." Qin Qingxia pushed at Wu Song’s abdomen, prompting Wu Song to pause.

"Village Chief Qin, you’re satisfied, but what about me?" Wu Song said helplessly, that big gun still hard and firm inside Qin Qingxia’s little cave, prodding her sensitive core.

Qin Qingxia naturally felt Wu Song’s vigor and strength.

And knew Wu Song would feel uncomfortable without release.

So she looked towards the driver’s seat: "Let, let Wushuang do it."

"Wushuang?" Wu Song looked at the driver’s seat: "Are you saying... she seems to have gotten out."

Earlier, Qin Qingxia was engrossed and overwhelmed with pleasure from Wu Song’s advances, not noticing where the car had stopped, nor Qin Wushuang getting out.

This was Qin Qingxia’s full trust in Qin Wushuang, allowing her such relaxation.

Once she heard Wu Song’s words, she glanced around.

Upon seeing the desolate surroundings, she couldn’t help but smile, satisfied with Qin Wushuang’s actions, and laughed, "I’ll call her over."

Only then did Wu Qing slowly withdraw the long gun.

With a pop,

The long gun pulled out from Qin Qingxia’s little cave,

Qin Qingxia felt an immediate sense of relief, though inexplicably longing, wanting Wu Song to stuff it back in.

But knowing she couldn’t endure any more, she quickly took a tissue to wipe the little cave.

After wiping up, she weakly let Wu Song open the car door, calling out: "Wushuang, come over here."

Flushed and sweaty, Qin Wushuang, who was just stroking, was startled by Qin Qingxia’s call, quickly plucking out her hand, tidying up her waistband, and walked over, softly asking, "What’s up, aunt?"

"Come, come in the car with Wu Song."