The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Chapter 162

"Mmm..."

Chen Sisi moaned excitedly, throwing seductive glances at Wu Song, her oral skills so smooth and agile that Wu Song couldn’t stop gasping.

Slurp slurp slurp...

With Chen Sisi’s licking, entwining, and suction, Wu Song’s lower back tightened, his gunhead turning red and fiery.

"Whew..."

After ten minutes of swallowing and breathing, Chen Sisi finally released the big gun and looked at Wu Song with eyes as charming as water, "Does that feel good now?"

Wu Song squinted at Chen Sisi and said, "Not thoroughly enough."

Chen Sisi smiled seductively, "Should I help you make it thorough?"

"Oh? How do you do that?" Wu Song pretended not to understand.

"Want me to try for you?" Chen Sisi moved her voluptuous hips over, swaying in front of Wu Song, "If it makes you feel good, can the money stay with me?"

"That’s not a problem," Wu Song smiled and nodded.

Chen Sisi smiled seductively, twisting her voluptuous hips in a few motions like a train, and as she swayed, her waistband snapped, and her pants slowly slid down, revealing a sexy lace thong that covered only the barest line.

Yet those snow-white buttocks were large and firm, tightly clenched, slightly lifting, with the fleshy crevice extraordinarily bulging and swollen, the thong’s fabric unable to contain it, revealing a large patch of dark hair and the edge of the plump crevice.

Wu Song’s big gun instantly became uncontrollably excited.

Eager to squeeze into that plump crevice.

Chen Sisi smiled seductively, deliberately swaying her voluptuous hips, "Mr. Wu, are you satisfied?"

Wu Song chuckled, grabbing Chen Sisi’s round bottom and spreading it open, the fold instantly split open, revealing a tender gap with crystal honey flowing.

"You won’t know if it’s satisfying until you try!" Wu Song said, thrusting his fingers into that gap.

Straightaway, his fingers sank into a warm, tender place.

Juice flowed freely all over his hand.

"Oh!"

Chen Sisi cried out delicately, her full hips swaying, rubbing against Wu Song’s big gun.

After a few thrusts with his fingers, Wu Song pulled them out, aligning his big gun and pushing forward.

Chen Sisi, too, couldn’t wait, swaying her hips eagerly to meet Wu Song’s big gun, she was desperate as well.

With both swaying, Wu Song’s gunhead prodded in the wrong spot, hitting the entrance and getting drenched in honey, but failed to enter, causing Chen Sisi to let out a delicate cry, a little in pain.

"Don’t move," Wu Song said, slapping Chen Sisi’s voluptuous rear to steady her. Chen Sisi obediently stopped moving, and Wu Song aimed his big gun at the entrance, pushing forward with determination.

"Oh..."

As the gunhead pushed in a section, Chen Sisi couldn’t help but moan; oh, it’s so thick and big, her plump crevice stretched and tearing.

Wu Song watched those thick lips wrapped around his big gun as he drilled deeper, the lips sucking the shaft like a mouth.

"Oh..."

As Wu Song plunged his entire big gun in.

Wu Song groaned in pleasure.

Chen Sisi, too, started moaning in pleasure, her hips twitching with excitement, her plump crevice gripping Wu Song’s big gun continuously.

Making Wu Song sigh in endless pleasure.

Just as Wu Song was about to thrust, Chen Sisi started moving herself, shaking her voluptuous hips swiftly and vigorously, making Wu Song draw in breath, amazed.

This woman’s waist strength is impressive.

Wu Song sat on the sofa, motionless, enjoying the sight of Chen Sisi swaying her big hips, admiring the big gun going in and out of the fleshy crevice; it was truly delightful to watch.

Chen Sisi moaned incessantly with pleasure, thrilled by the unprecedented comfort and satisfaction.

Her big hips swaying wildly.

She couldn’t help but look back and throw a seductive glance at Wu Song, "How about now? Are you satisfied?"

Wu Song lounged comfortably on the sofa, letting Chen Sisi take the initiative, laughing, "Not bad, not bad, your skills deserve praise."

Chen Sisi smiled proudly and alluringly, "But Mr. Wu, your big gun is truly extraordinary, not only big and firm, but mainly it’s lasting!"

Wu Song laughed heartily, proudly saying, "Believe it or not, I can keep you swaying indefinitely?"

Chen Sisi’s eyes lit up with excitement, challenging Wu Song, "Then I must give it a try?"

"Bring it on," Wu Song raised his eyebrows nonchalantly.

"Alright," Chen Sisi responded seductively, then began to shake wildly, her waist like a motor engine, swinging forcefully in all directions, her plump crevice deftly sucking and gripping, nearly rivaling Han Yuxue’s prowess.

Leaving Wu Song quite surprised. _{\n(o)v.e\l.com}

Han Yuxue was from that Spiritual Snake Sect, but what about Chen Sisi?

Was it purely skillful technique?

But these didn’t matter, Wu Song didn’t care.

He only cared about whether it felt good or not.

So watching Chen Sisi sway her big hips, he laid back to enjoy.

Letting Chen Sisi do her thing.

Chen Sisi zigzagged vigorously, showcasing all her skills.

But Wu Song still remained unmoved, standing firmly like a gun, without the slightest sign of eruption.

Chen Sisi’s expression turned serious.

By now, it wasn’t about pleasure anymore; it was about winning or losing.

Chen Sisi continued to shake her voluptuous hips, feeling the big gun stirring within her plump crevice, making her legs weak with wave after wave of pleasure,

but no matter how she moved, Wu Song’s big gun showed no sign of loosening.

It was simply unbelievable.

How could such a man exist?

Did she get anything wrong?

But at this moment, the thick, firm big gun in her passage stirred her so much she wanted to shout with delight.

How about some sonic attack?

By calling well, it could surely accelerate a man’s eruption.

She’s confident about that.

Her voice was definitely one of a kind.

Suddenly Chen Sisi began to moan, her voice both seductive and charming, enough to melt anyone’s bones.

Making Wu Song’s heart ripple uncontrollably, his big gun quivered excitedly, the gunhead also vibrated massively.

Feeling Wu Song’s change, Chen Sisi thought to herself: it’s effective, and became more spirited.

The large hips spun like a top.

Her mouth moaned "ah ah" like it was going to lift the office roof.

But soon, Chen Sisi noticed something unusual.

Despite her throat nearly breaking from calling out, and her waist nearly breaking from shaking.

But though Wu Song’s big gun wobbled, it still showed no sign of eruption.

This was simply inconceivable.

By now, Chen Sisi was exhausted, profusely sweaty, her waist sore, her legs weak, unable to shake anymore, but Wu Song still remained unmoved like a mountain.

Leaving her feeling quite defeated.

It felt like meeting an opponent for the first time.

And a master at that!

Chen Sisi admitted, looking at Wu Song, "Mr. Wu, you’re really incredible, aren’t you?"

"I’m almost done for, waist sore, legs aching, can’t hold on... yet you show no sign. I give up!"

Chen Sisi gave Wu Song a thumbs-up.

"So, what then?" Wu Song still lounged back in a relaxed manner, glancing lazily at Chen Sisi’s big hips.

She really couldn’t hold it anymore, no longer swaying but sitting on Wu Song’s big gun, panting, looking pleadingly at Wu Song, "Mr. Wu, then what should I do?"

"What should you do? You’ve got to get me off, if not, I’m not depositing this money today!" Wu Song declared dominantly.

Chen Sisi was shocked, quickly saying, "Mr. Wu, calm down, what if I find external assistance?"

"External assistance?"

"Yes, like the two young and pretty tellers outside, you must have noticed them earlier. Which one do you like? I’ll bring her in to serve you!"