The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 112

Chapter 112: Chapter 112

Wu Song laughed and said, "Are you sure you heard it?"

"Yeah, I definitely heard it. Didn’t you hear it?" Wu Xiaohong asked Wu Song in confusion.

Wu Song opened the door and looked at Wu Xiaohong in her thin strap top and shorts, her fair body was slender and tender, exposed to his gaze, stirring his heart.

He pulled her into his arms, casually closed the door, and locked it before grabbing her ass with his hand, kneading it in his palm, feeling fantastic.

"Did you hear it wrong?" Wu Song’s hand slipped down her shorts, into Wu Xiaohong’s crotch, effortlessly rubbing that small butt.

"Did I hear it wrong? Maybe." Wu Xiaohong’s eyes were misty, her small hand wrapped around Wu Song’s broad lower back, exploring excitedly.

Earlier, she received a video call from Sun Taoxiang, watching Sun Taoxiang catching fish in the river.

She must have heard it wrong. Otherwise, in such a short time, Sun Taoxiang couldn’t have screamed in Wu Song’s yard and then gone to the river to catch fish?

Surely she heard it wrong.

She would rather have heard it wrong.

Moreover, her good brother Wu Song said she heard it wrong, so she must have heard it wrong.

Wu Song’s fingers pinched her nipple, gently kneading it, making Wu Xiaohong moan softly, a tingling sensation spreading through her body.

The small hand touching Wu Song’s lower back slipped into his waistband, feeling the iron-hard buttocks.

She was amazed; Wu Song’s buttocks were indeed extraordinary, incredibly firm.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so powerful and vigorous.

Wu Xiaohong passionately caressed, following Wu Song’s buttocks, reaching into his crotch, touching those two large balls filled with powerful energy.

Her heart trembled, too afraid to grip them tightly, cautiously cradling them like precious treasures.

Wu Song was so stimulated by her soft hands that he almost tore his pants apart.

He pulled open his waistband, releasing a powerful club, swinging it directly in front of Wu Xiaohong, the massive crimson tip instantly made her eyes dazed, her tongue inadvertently licking her lips,

She looked up obediently at Wu Song, opening her mouth to gently kiss the tip, and used her tongue to start licking.

Her soft tongue licked the tip, making Wu Song’s tip itch numbly, hardening more, and a drop of essence seeped out, which Wu Xiaohong immediately took into her mouth, sucking with excitement.

Wu Song sighed in comfort, stroking Wu Xiaohong’s hair, gently saying, "Xiaohong, your oral skills are getting better and better."

Wu Xiaohong smiled smugly and continued diligently bobbing her head.

"Have you been secretly practicing lately?" Wu Song asked with a smile.

Wu Xiaohong was a bit shy but still nodded obediently.

Wu Song chuckled, "So how did you practice?"

Wu Xiaohong, a bit embarrassed, pulled out Wu Song’s big gun, weakly said, "I secretly watched those little movies and practiced with a cucumber."

Wu Song gave her a thumbs up, "Heaven rewards diligence, as long as you’re dedicated, there’s nothing you can’t accomplish."

"Thumbs up for you."

Wu Song gave her a thumbs up.

Wu Xiaohong smiled brilliantly, lowered her head, and once again took Wu Song’s big gun into her mouth.

She became more gentle and patient.

Wu Song felt more delighted too.

The big gun moved comfortably in and out of her small mouth.

Wu Song signaled Wu Xiaohong to stand up and bend down, to eat the big gun while sticking her butt out, and Wu Xiaohong obediently bent over and protruded her small butt.

Wu Song reached over to pull down her shorts, exposing her fair, delicate little butt, the two cheeks almost fitting in hands, perky and smooth, irresistible.

Wu Song rubbed it leisurely, the two buttocks repeatedly clenching and releasing, squeezing the tender clam until a trickle of nectar flowed down, soaking the surrounding fluff.

Wu Song’s fingers touched it, instantly coated in wetness.

With a little force, the plump little clam quivered in his palm.

Under the fuzzy touch, it was all muddy and slippery.

Wu Song rubbed his palm gently.

Kneading Wu Xiaohong’s small opening into a muddy mess, making Wu Song’s hand full of moisture.

Wu Xiaohong couldn’t help but shiver.

Suddenly, Wu Xiaohong coughed and retched,

Wu Song smoothly pulled out the big gun, turning Wu Xiaohong to stick her butt towards him.

Wu Xiaohong hurriedly turned around, her small butt facing Wu Song, somewhat impatient.

Looking at the muddy little opening, pink like a petal, Wu Song’s heart stirred too, the big gun hardening terribly, recalling earlier he was with Sun Taoxiang, and now with Wu Xiaohong, Wu Song couldn’t help but get extraordinarily excited.

The big gun pressed against Wu Xiaohong’s small hole, drilling inside.

The small hole was wet and muddy, offering no resistance, allowing Wu Song’s tip to push through, forcibly squeezing in.

The small hole immediately gripped Wu Song’s tip tightly.

Wu Song inhaled sharply, the tip throbbed with pleasure, almost releasing juice.

"Ah..."

Wu Xiaohong also moaned softly in comfort, her excited little butt trembling gently.

She hadn’t been with Wu Song for several days.

The longing in her heart was intense.

Finally being entered, her heart’s desire burst forth, making her wiggle her small butt, yearning for Wu Song’s filling.

Wu Song pushed with his lower back, the big gun cutting through the tender obstruction, plunging into a warm, moist embrace, a heated ocean, thrilling the tip to tremble, nearly spewing cream.

"Ah... Brother Song, it feels so good!" Wu Xiaohong softly moaned in delight.

Wu Song was naturally happy too, holding her small waist, starting to move slowly.

The warm, wet embrace made the big gun move with extreme comfort.

However, the small hole’s squeezing power was still strong.

So Wu Song’s initial movements weren’t fast.

Only when the small hole fully adapted to his big gun’s thrusting did it gradually expand, loosen its grip, allowing Wu Song to slowly accelerate.

With Wu Song’s acceleration, Wu Xiaohong’s moaning grew louder too.

The nectar and cream inside the small hole also intensified.

As her moaning increased, Sun Taoxiang returned from the river.

After all, Wu Song reminded her to catch some fish and then come home.

Now, she obediently walked back.

Reaching her door, she glanced guiltily at Wu Song’s place, quickly adjusting her waistband, touching her cheeks and hair, trying to appear like she went fishing, not doing other things.

When she was sure nothing was wrong, pushing open the door to head inside, suddenly she heard Wu Xiaohong’s muffled moaning from next door.

Sun Taoxiang was stunned for a moment, doubting her hearing, ignoring it as she continued walking inside.

"Ah, it feels so good, Brother Song, you’re amazing!" Wu Xiaohong’s low moan came.

Sun Taoxiang heard it clearly, her body shivered, her cheeks flushed bright red, unable to resist peeking towards Wu Song’s courtyard through the wall.

She saw Little Black by the wall, the dog excitedly scratching it, its red thing exposed.

Little Black scratched a few times, then turned to lick its own red thing.

Sun Taoxiang spat privately and stopped paying attention, inexplicably walking towards the ladder.

Stealthily, she brought the ladder to the wall, bent over with her big butt, carefully climbing up, peeking into Wu Song’s courtyard.