The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Chapter 103

Qin Wushuang heard Qin Qingxia’s words, her face instantly turned red, her steps rooted to the ground, a little afraid to approach the car.

But Qin Qingxia called her over; she dared not disobey, so she bit her lip and walked over, not daring to directly face the situation inside the car, weakly saying, "Aunt, you, you want me to do it with him?"

Qin Qingxia’s eyes were sultry and alluring as she lazily glanced at Qin Wushuang, saying, "Don’t you want to?"

"I..." Qin Wushuang was embarrassed, unsure how to respond.

"Alright, no need to be polite with aunt." Qin Qingxia said, giving Wu Song a look and said, "Go, go to the passenger seat, I’ll rest for a bit."

Qin Qingxia assumed the demeanor of a village chief, directing Wu Song and Qin Wushuang.

Wu Song nodded with a smile, looking at the young and fresh Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang blushed and lowered her head, silently walking towards the passenger seat.

Wu Song stepped out of the car completely naked, his thick rolling pin standing tall, swaying as Wu Song moved, swaggering.

The lowered head of Qin Wushuang saw this, her eyes widened, gasping slightly, her face full of disbelief.

What kind of man is this?

How can there be such a powerful thing?

Just looking at it makes one’s head spin.

If it were to enter the little hole, what would that feel like?

Just thinking about it made Qin Wushuang’s legs weak, her little hole flowing.

Wu Song looked at Qin Wushuang with a smile: "Do you prefer the top or the bottom?"

Qin Wushuang was stunned, looking at Wu Song in surprise: "What do you mean?"

Wu Song smiled and said, "Which position do you like? The posture. Do you like being on top or on the bottom?"

Qin Wushuang gasped, hurriedly waving her hand: "I, I don’t mind, you, you decide yourself."

Wu Song looked at Qin Wushuang in surprise: "You have no preference?"

"I, I don’t have one." Qin Wushuang quickly shook her head.

Wu Song nodded slightly, seeing Qin Wushuang so fresh and clean; although not a virgin, her sexual experiences were few, with no trace of man on her.

"After your first time, have you not slept with a man?" Wu Song asked Qin Wushuang.

"I, I don’t have a man." Qin Wushuang hurriedly shook her head, her face flushed, nearly lowering her head into her cleavage.

"No man? Oh, alright, never mind about that, come on, let’s start." Wu Song wisely stopped questioning, opened the passenger seat, gesturing Qin Wushuang to lie down.

Qin Wushuang lowered her head and climbed into the passenger seat, after sitting down, she hugged her chest not knowing what to do.

Wu Song lowered his body, approaching Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang quickly lowered her head to dodge, feeling a little nervous and anxious.

Not at all like someone experienced.

Wu Song became even more curious, at her age, it should be the age of being lustful, shouldn’t she have ten or eight boyfriends?

Why does she still seem like a virgin?

Wu Song lowered the seat back, letting Qin Wushuang half-lie down.

Qin Wushuang lay there, flustered, her little hands clutching her clothes unsure what to do.

Wu Song looked at her like this, then looked at the narrow and cramped passenger seat, even with Qin Wushuang lying down there wasn’t enough room to maneuver.

Wu Song simply took Qin Wushuang’s hand, letting her get off the car, then let her hold onto the passenger seat and raise her butt.

Qin Wushuang shyly shook her head, feeling it too shameful, somewhat unable to accept such a position.

Wu Song gave Qin Wushuang a surprised glance, said nothing more, lowered his head and kissed her.

He extended his tongue to intertwine with hers.

Fresh breath exchanged.

Qin Wushuang looked at Wu Song in surprise, it turns out the breath isn’t unpleasant, rather quite nice, the feeling of kissing is simply too wonderful.

Qin Wushuang unconsciously tangled herself with Wu Song.

Wu Song’s hand also gripped Qin Wushuang’s breasts.

Qin Wushuang’s body trembled, a bit stiff, but as Wu Song kneaded, she gradually relaxed.

Wu Song’s hand unknowingly unbuttoned Qin Wushuang’s top.

The bra supporting her perky breasts was exposed.

Appeared extremely sexy.

Wu Song pushed away the bra, two plump white doves popped out, he lowered his head and kissed those tender cherries, savored them carefully.

"Ah..."

Qin Wushuang moaned softly, her whole body started to tremble.

Wu Song freed a hand to unfasten Qin Wushuang’s waistband.

Qin Wushuang instinctively tried to grab, but stopped, letting Wu Song unfasten her waistband, peel it down bit by bit.

Revealing a pure white pair of safety panties, tightly wrapping her hips and thighs, the center holding a sexy bulge.

The bulge already moved like an abalone, releasing a lot of liquid, soaking the safety pants.

Wu Song’s hand slid from her belly to her crotch, feeling the bulge with the safety pants, instantly his hand turned slick.

"Oh..."

Qin Wushuang whimpered softly, her legs intuitively clamping, preventing Wu Song’s hand from continuing.

Wu Song’s mouth curled into a smile, his fingers nimbly kneading away.

"Mmh..."

Qin Wushuang couldn’t help but moan, the suppressed sound released from her nostrils, even more alluring.

As Wu Song fingered and kneaded, Qin Wushuang gradually relaxed, her legs no longer clamping, letting Wu Song feel her tender soft bulge clearly through the safety pants.

And that layer of hair like threads.

After rubbing for a while, Qin Wushuang’s crotch became moist, the safety panties could no longer hold.

Wu Song’s hand left the bulge, pulling down the safety pants.

The night wind blew.

Qin Wushuang felt a chill on her buttocks and crack, suddenly a little clear-headed, instinctively clamping her legs, grabbing the safety pants, but Wu Song bent one of her legs, threw the safety skirt aside.

Wu Song seized the moment to hold Qin Wushuang’s hips, bringing her to the front of the car, setting her on the hood, and took the opportunity to spread her legs.

Under the moonlight, her dark shiny hair shimmered with a mysterious glow, the pink abalone hiding within, faintly visible, yet even more enticing.

Wu Song’s big gun jumped excitedly.

Uncontrollably it nudged between Qin Wushuang’s legs, touched that fine hair, rubbed against the gap’s nectar, the gunhead then slick and shiny, radiant and eager.

Qin Wushuang showed the posture of being frightened, shifted her hips backward, instinctively clamping her legs, preventing Wu Song’s big gun from nudging in.

More genuine than a virgin’s response.

Wu Song looked at Qin Wushuang with some puzzlement.

Qin Wushuang hurriedly said, "Yours is too big, I’m a little nervous."

Wu Song smiled, not exposing anything, instead firmly gripping Qin Wushuang’s butt, pulling her down, buttock rubbing against the hood making strange sounds, even slightly heating up, making Qin Wushuang squeal, her groin and little hole then got nudged by Wu Song’s gunhead.

Qin Wushuang was startled, quite panicked, but Wu Song wouldn’t give her the chance to dawdle anymore, otherwise, it’s purely wasting time.

Wu Song directly held Qin Wushuang’s buttocks, pulling her towards himself, preventing her escape, nudging the gunhead into the little hole.