The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 104

Chapter 104: Chapter 104

"Ah..."

Qin Wushuang immediately let out a tense cry, struggling to pull back her hips, trying to dodge away.

Wu Song suddenly exerted force, tightly holding Qin Wushuang in his arms, their legs and Wu Song’s pubic bone pressing tightly together.

The whole length of Wu Song’s big spear had also entered Qin Wushuang’s little cave.

"Ah..."

Qin Wushuang screamed miserably, feeling like her whole body had been pierced, that big spear was like a thick rolling pin, poking from below up to her heart.

It felt as if even her soul had been prodded out.

So much so that Qin Wushuang’s entire body stiffened, her bones seemed to tense all at once, holding onto Wu Song desperately, wishing to hug Wu Song until he fell apart, not daring to move even a tiny bit.

Qin Qingxia in the car heard the unusual sounds, adjusted her waistband, and came out. Seeing Wu Song and Qin Wushuang’s posture, she glanced at Qin Wushuang in puzzlement, saying, "Wushuang, what’s wrong with you? Weren’t you deflowered long ago? Can’t handle it still?"

Qin Wushuang, tears welling up, choked in pain, looked at Qin Qingxia aggrievedly and said, "Aunt, I only used fingers, I didn’t use anything else."

"Useless thing! Fingers? Why didn’t you find a few men?" Qin Qingxia said, scolding her for not living up to expectations.

Qin Wushuang’s tears flowed as she lowered her head to admit her mistake: "I’m sorry, Aunt, I let you down... but I don’t want to find men randomly."

"Oh? So you’re willing today?" Qin Qingxia asked, frowning.

"I-I today, I don’t dislike it." Qin Wushuang shyly glanced at Wu Song, quickly retracting her gaze.

Qin Qingxia nodded slightly: "Since you don’t dislike it, then be a real woman today."

Once Qin Qingxia finished speaking, she turned and returned to the car.

Qin Wushuang shyly glanced at Wu Song, quickly retracting her gaze, took a deep breath, slightly relaxed her tensed body, and let her legs wrapped around Wu Song’s waist slightly loosen, silently indicating to Wu Song that he could move.

Wu Song, however, stared at Qin Wushuang in surprise: "Did you break your virginity by yourself manually?" _{f\ree webn ovel(.)com}

Qin Wushuang felt too embarrassed to lift her head, lightly nodded to indicate her response to Wu Song.

Wu Song stroked his chin, the doubts in his heart were relieved.

No wonder he saw that Qin Wushuang was not a virgin, yet she did not have the scent of a man.

It turned out she broke her own virginity manually.

No wonder she was so clean.

Wu Song happily said: "Then I’m your first man?"

Qin Wushuang still lowered her head but had to nod, because this was a fact and something she was willing to admit.

The corners of Wu Song’s mouth curled up, feeling quite joyful, as he looked at the blood threads seeping from Qin Wushuang’s little cave, tenderly activating True Qi to help her relieve the pain.

Qin Wushuang did not know what Wu Song was doing, but suddenly felt her burning little cave become cool, and the pain quickly receded, replaced by a surge of pleasurable sensations.

That feeling she had experienced before, but it was much more comfortable and intense than when she poked herself.

But it felt so sudden.

She was almost caught off guard.

So much so that Qin Wushuang couldn’t help but look up at Wu Song.

With a curl at the corner of his mouth, Wu Song leaned close to Qin Wushuang’s ear and whispered, "Does it feel good?"

Qin Wushuang, immensely shy, nevertheless mustered the courage to glance at Wu Song, softly hummed in response, and then curiously asked, "Really so fast?"

Wu Song chuckled: "Of course not, I just relieved it for you a bit."

"Relieved? How relieved?" Qin Wushuang curiously stared at Wu Song, seemingly forgetting her shyness.

"Acupoint and meridian stimulation," Wu Song replied grandiosely.

"Ah? You also know this?" Qin Wushuang stared at Wu Song in astonishment.

Finding it hard to believe.

"Don’t forget what I do," Wu Song said with a smile.

"You’re a veterinarian... You also know about treating people?" Qin Wushuang stared at Wu Song in surprise, filled with disbelief.

She even forgot about the pain in her little cave.

Wu Song gave a forceful thrust, and Qin Wushuang let out a tender moan, feeling waves of pleasure surging from her little cave throughout her body, comfortable to the point of wanting to cry out.

"What you did is amazing! Just now I was dying of pain, and now it’s completely different." Qin Wushuang excitedly looked at Wu Song.

Wu Song gave a slight smile: "Still doubt my medical skills?"

Qin Wushuang hurriedly shook her head, but still stared at Wu Song curiously: "You’re clearly a veterinarian, how do you know human issues?"

Wu Song embraced Qin Wushuang’s perky buttocks, pulling her into his arms.

Qin Wushuang hurriedly wrapped her arms around Wu Song’s neck, her snow-white legs immediately wrapping around Wu Song’s waist, her little cave perched on Wu Song’s big spear, making her bounce up and down uncontrollably.

The pleasure from her little cave surged in, making her sway addictively, with waves of honey and white juices spilling from her little cave, making Qin Wushuang’s movements smoother and more delightful.

And the honey and white juices quickly flowed down Wu Song’s pubic hair and testicles, making everything muddy, causing the combat scenario to be fierce yet decadent.

Wu Song held Qin Wushuang’s perky buttocks, full of smoothness and elasticity, lifting her up and down to conserve her energy, while chuckling: "Do you often have palpitations and sweat profusely?"

Amidst the enjoyable swaying, having fully gotten into the rhythm, Qin Wushuang froze for a moment, staring at Wu Song in astonishment: "How do you know?"

Wu Song smiled faintly: "Just a small issue, do you think I see problems wrongly?"

"You call it a small issue? The experts at the hospital told me it’s a precursor to congenital heart disease, it could happen at any moment, and I’ve been taking medicine to prevent it. There’s absolutely no solution. And you call it a small issue?" Qin Wushuang was shocked, almost forgetting to sway her little cave.

Wu Song held her butt, pushing, not letting her stop.

After all, Qin Wushuang’s little cave was very tight and moist at this moment, it felt incredibly good, and Wu Song didn’t want to stop.

As Qin Wushuang bobbed up and down, her two breasts jiggled before Wu Song’s eyes, like two little pigeons fluttering their wings, Wu Song opened his mouth to take one in, eagerly eating it.

Qin Wushuang let out a tender moan, her eyes filled with moisture almost dripping out, yet she didn’t forget to press Wu Song: "Why don’t you just say it? What do you mean? Can you really see my problem at a glance, can you treat it?"

No one can ignore their body being ill.

Especially a deadly condition like heart disease.

Watching Wu Song playing the mystery card, Qin Wushuang became anxious.

Wu Song smirked mischievously, saying: "Then change positions for me."

Qin Wushuang froze: "Change positions? What position do you want?"

She finished, glaring coquettishly at Wu Song.

But she didn’t seem that averse.

"Bend over," Wu Song’s eyes lit up as he spoke; in the act between man and woman, the doggy style is the most pleasurable for the man.

As for those high-difficulty moves, they’re just for show, not actually pleasurable to do.

But doggy style is forever, simple and easy to perform.

And it feels great during the act.

Hearing Wu Song’s request.

Qin Wushuang remembered she had previously said that position was too shameful.

But now hearing Wu Song’s request again, although she still felt shy, because this position is usually favored by animals, like cats and dogs, only humans do it face-to-face.

She forgot that when humans succumb to their nature and impulses, essentially they are the same as animals.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

Qin Wushuang gritted her teeth, got off Wu Song’s body, and turned around with bashful shyness, bending over on the hood, slightly raising her perky buttocks, exposing the tender abalone nestled between her thighs, plump and juicy, with her moist little cave streaming honey and white juices, making Wu Song’s big spear feel nearly explosive with hardness.