The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 188

Chapter 188: Chapter 188

"Do you think I’m an idiot?" Wang Damei scolded angrily.

"Ah, my stomach hurts so much, you’re just looking for trouble. I’m not leaving, and I’m not taking the civil service exam!" Wu Yuling shouted somewhat excitedly, and then directly hung up the phone.

"So annoying, always wanting me to go to the city and take the civil service exam! I won’t! I’ll just do my own livestream!" Wu Yuling shook her hips, speaking irritably.

Wu Song hugged Wu Yuling’s buttocks, thrusting repeatedly, and laughed, "So individualistic, huh?"

"Hmph, I just don’t want to listen to her. I just want to do my own thing." Wu Yuling said stubbornly.

"Ambitious!" Wu Song praised.

Wu Yuling smiled smugly, wrapped her arms around Wu Song’s neck, and said sweetly, "Mainly, I don’t want to leave you."

Wu Song’s heart fluttered, "Oh, are you serious?"

"Of course I’m serious, now I don’t want to be away from you even for a day." Wu Yuling said infatuatedly.

"Oh, that really touched me. Could it be that you’ve fallen in love with me?" Wu Song laughed.

"What do you think?" Wu Yuling glared coquettishly at Wu Song.

Wu Song suddenly thrust forward, with a wicked smile, "You’ve probably fallen in love with my big cock, huh?"

"Oh my, what are you talking about? I’m in love with you!" Wu Yuling said coquettishly, naturally unwilling to admit it.

Wu Song laughed and hugged Wu Yuling’s buttocks to the door, pressing her against it, and continued to screw her.

"Ah, be gentle, you’re going to split me open!" Wu Yuling felt her little crevice was getting painful and hurriedly reminded Wu Song.

Wu Song nodded with a smile, slowing down the pace, easing the intensity.

Wu Yuling then moaned contentedly.

The door Wu Song was shaking against even seemed to be on the verge of falling apart.

But Wu Yuling’s phone kept ringing.

It was still Wang Damei calling.

Wu Yuling completely ignored it.

Holding onto Wu Song’s neck, she let him continue to screw her relentlessly.

Wu Song, distracted by the screwing, released Wu Yuling, pulled out his big bird, and waved, "You better hurry home, if you don’t go back, your mom’s likely to go crazy."

Wu Yuling instantly felt somewhat empty, but also knew she had to go back.

She had no choice but to grab some tissues to clean herself down there.

But she couldn’t find any tissues, and said helplessly, "You don’t even have tissues at home?"

"Not a problem, is it?" Wu Song, a rough single guy, what need for tissues? Not running a plane service.

Always having girls’ natural springs to wash heads with, even saving on shampoo.

Wu Yuling, having no other option, had to endure the sticky discomfort, put on her underwear, and rushed home, planning to take a shower once she got back.

Wu Song watched Wu Yuling leave.

He breathed a small sigh of relief.

But it was almost noon.

Sun Taoxiang came back from the fields, calling Wu Song over to make lunch.

Wu Song walked over, entering the kitchen, just to see Sun Taoxiang bent over, big buttocks kneading dough. _{free.webn\ove(l)(.)c(o)m}

"Can we have noodles for lunch?" Sun Taoxiang asked Wu Song without turning her head.

"Sure." Wu Song said, walking over, hugging Sun Taoxiang from behind, his crotch immediately pressing tightly against her bottom.

Sun Taoxiang gasped low, her whole body instantly tensed up, her plump hips clenched tightly, gripping Wu Song’s thick rolling pin.

The clenching made Wu Song take a sharp breath, secretly shouting in pleasure.

Unable to resist, Wu Song thrust deeper.

Sun Taoxiang was pushed till her body nearly lay flat on the countertop, almost unable to knead.

She chided, "Ease up, I’m kneading dough here!"

Wu Song chuckled, rubbing her buttocks.

Sun Taoxiang seemed to continue kneading without any feeling, then prepared to roll out the noodles.

But Wu Song could feel the sticky moisture in her crotch-growing bit by bit.

Even rubbing through her pants was moistening Wu Song’s tip.

Wu Song grabbed Sun Taoxiang’s trousers and pulled them down, revealing her snow-white big ass.

"Oh no, not here, someone might see." Sun Taoxiang was shocked, reaching quickly to pull up her pants.

Wu Song didn’t permit it, holding her hand down, not letting her move, rolling pin poking the cleft, pressing the entrance damp natural spring already ooze anticipating Wu Song’s entrance.

Wu Song plopped in.

It was instantly smooth and tender.

Clamped tight, Wu Song took a deep breath of pleasure, couldn’t help but deeply thrust deeper into Sun Taoxiang’s plump behind.

Sun Taoxiang moaned helplessly, nearly dropping the rolling pin from her hand.

"Quickly, quickly, someone might drop by." Sun Taoxiang gritted her teeth, enduring wave after wave of pleasure, reminding Wu Song to make it quick.

Wu Song naturally understood this fact, and began to rhythmically pound Sun Taoxiang’s big behind.

Pounded till Sun Taoxiang’s entire body swayed, her two large breasts almost bounced out of her neckline.

The noodles just couldn’t be rolled out, she grasped the rolling pin to support the countertop, letting Wu Song tackle.

Wu Song totaled a hundred thirty-eight strokes in a single breath.

Sun Taoxiang held back a muffled groan, shivering instantly, her plump crevice unconsciously throbbed and clamped, her whole body was covered in a fine sweat, deep within her crevice released Yin Essence furiously, soaking Wu Song’s tip.

Wu Song thrust into Sun Taoxiang’s deep fleshy crevice with a plop, including wanting to squeeze in his balls, his lower waist quivered, a hot torrent of Yang Essence shot into Sun Taoxiang’s deep crevice.

"Ah..."

Sun Taoxiang’s entire body trembled violently, ascending to a higher peak, experiencing a more stimulating climax.

She felt her whole being was about to ignite.

Then completely melted, collapsing.

Couldn’t even grasp the rolling pin, almost completely slumped on the countertop.

And Wu Song didn’t pull out, kept his big gun lodged in her plump crevice, deeply thrusting, letting her savor the aftertastes of her climax.

Also allowing Wu Song to savor the moist and clamping of her cavity.

Wu Song appreciatively sighed, stroking Sun Taoxiang’s big behind, "Auntie, screwing this big behind feels so good! I’d never get enough in a lifetime!"

Sun Taoxiang’s cheeks were flushed, whole body fragrant sweat, limp not wanting to move a bit, hearing Wu Song’s words, her eyes immediately became misty, droplets forming, yet shyly kept quiet.

Wu Song kept grinding and thrusting the two plump buttocks, juices kept squeezing out, coating the gun root, then flowed down the plump crevice.

Yet looking at the trembling flower in the cleft, Wu Song’s heart swayed, brushed a finger, with a wicked smile, "Auntie, shall we try your ass tonight?"

Sun Taoxiang froze, unsure, asked, "What did you say?"

"I said try your ass tonight," Wu Song poked a finger to the flower in the cleft again, speaking.

Sun Taoxiang got somewhat nervous, excitedly raised her body, stunned looking at Wu Song, "What are you babbling, that place can be done?"

"Of course it can, haven’t you watched those little videos?" Wu Song laughed, started to tempt.

"What little videos?" Sun Taoxiang really hadn’t watched them, immediately retorted, "That place is for, for relief, how can it be done?"