The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 197

Chapter 197: Chapter 197

"Woo woo..."

Wu Xiaohong’s small mouth was instantly filled to the brim, unable to swallow or spit anymore.

Wu Song chuckled, pulled out his big gun, and gestured for Wu Xiaohong to head back to the room and continue.

But Wu Xiaohong jumped up, wrapped her slender legs around Wu Song’s waist, and kissed him.

Wu Song laughed, held the girl tightly, and kissed her as he carried her back to the bedroom.

After falling onto the bed, Wu Song’s big hand covered Wu Xiaohong’s buttocks, gently kneading them. Her butt was as soft and supple as jelly, yet had a perfect bounce.

They were irresistible to the touch; Wu Song couldn’t bring himself to let go.

Within moments, Wu Xiaohong was panting, pressing against Wu Song with her belly, sticky and fluid.

Wu Song smiled, then pulled off her little panties, revealing her delicate, perky ass. He spread her slender legs apart, revealing a neat tuft of hair, beneath which lay the pink crevice, slick and glistening.

Wu Song’s big gun pressed against the small crevice, teasingly trying to enter. _{fr.eew eb novel..com}

But it was truly tight.

Not much bigger than Sun Taoxiang’s little hole.

Wu Song had struggled to penetrate the first time.

Today.

With his extensive experience, after a bit of teasing, Wu Song slowly squeezed inside.

Wu Xiaohong immediately let out a sweet whimper, feeling as if her ass was splitting open.

Thankfully, she had long experienced Wu Song’s big gun’s ferocity.

But after a few days, her little crevice had regained much of its elasticity.

Making it tough for Wu Song to get inside, but once he did, Wu Xiaohong felt even more split apart.

Yet, despite the intense feeling, Wu Xiaohong quickly adapted.

Her slender waist slowly accommodated Wu Song’s strength.

Wu Song controlled the force, making sure not to thrust too abruptly.

Were the force too strong, he’d worry about sending Wu Xiaohong flying, as she was so slender and just under a hundred pounds.

Dealing with her was child’s play for Wu Song.

Thus, Wu Song managed his strength precisely.

With ease, he brought Wu Xiaohong to peaks of ecstasy.

"Ah, Brother Song, this feels amazing!" Wu Xiaohong joyfully clung to Wu Song, "At school, I think about Brother Song every night. I send you messages and you’re always busy, taking ages to reply."

"Yes, you’ve seen me recently, right? I’m opening a shop and learning to drive, staying quite occupied," Wu Song said softly.

"Hmm, I understand. You’re getting busier and busier. Even my mom says you’re onto big things and not to bother you," Wu Xiaohong said obediently.

Big things?

Wu Song laughed and nodded, "I’m just messing around."

"Messing around? Why is it messing around?" Wu Xiaohong pouted, "You’re doing big things!"

"Right, right, I’m doing big things," Wu Song laughed and nodded, "How’s everything at school?"

"Nothing much, getting familiar with school and attending lectures. I’m learning about animal husbandry, it’s really interesting," Wu Xiaohong said happily, "The more I learn, the more I feel I can help you in the future."

Wu Song laughed, "Of course, sending you to study is exactly for that, to help me later. Keep studying, my shop just happens to need a permanent vet. I think you’ll fit right in once you’re ready."

"Hmm, I’ll study hard and definitely help Brother Song!" Wu Xiaohong nodded earnestly.

"Then I’ll have to reward you properly," Wu Song said, holding Wu Xiaohong’s butt as he began again.

Wu Xiaohong closed her eyes, humming and moaning.

Wu Song kept guiding her butt to the peaks two or three times, just like Guo Shiyi, until she rolled her eyes and fainted. Only then did Wu Song stop his thrusting.

Wu Song infused her with a bit of Yang Qi, then withdrew his gun.

Cradling Wu Xiaohong, he washed her bottom before stealthily returning her to her own bed at home, covering her with a blanket to let her continue sleeping.

Wu Song then slipped into Sun Taoxiang’s room.

Even without turning on the lights at night.

Wu Song’s vision had far surpassed ordinary people; he could see clearly without the need for any light.

So as Wu Song entered the room, he saw Sun Taoxiang and Sun Taohua lying together, arms intertwined, legs overlapping. Their snowy white derrières faintly visible, nestled against their plump, desirable bodies.

Wu Song chuckled heartily, "This opportunity is hard to come by! It’s now or never."

Wu Song said, reaching for Sun Taohua’s butt, plump and slick, gently pulling apart, revealing the dense dark hair and the pink slit between, holding unending mystery.

Wu Song’s fingers slipped inside, stirring, and even in a drunken stupor, her body’s instincts began to flow with juices.

Mm-hmm.

Despite being drunken, Sun Taohua had quite the tolerance, now somewhat sober. Feeling Wu Song’s finger rousing such a sensitive area, she soon felt it.

Startled, she instinctively clenched her butt, ready to fight back, but Wu Song held her down, whispering, "It’s me, Aunt Taohua."

"Hmm?"

Sun Taohua’s mind slowly cleared, realizing it was Wu Song, immediately spreading her arms to hug him close.

Her legs opened readily, capturing Wu Song’s waist with her snowy white legs, the succulent body part within split open, pressing against Wu Song’s big gun.

"You’re bold, sneaking into my sister’s room!" Sun Taohua giggled charmingly, flashing a sultry smile, glancing at Sun Taoxiang lying beside, giggling, "Well then, let’s hurry up?"

Wu Song certainly intended as much; such secretive acts demanded swift action, something he excelled at.

Without delay, Wu Song adjusted and aimed the gun, placing it against Sun Taohua’s crevice.

Su Taohua’s legs encircled his waist snugly, urging Wu Song’s waist to push down, so the gun slid into the crevice. The swollen area was split and widened dramatically, enveloping Wu Song’s thick gun.

Wu Song pressed against Sun Taohua’s sumptuous area, grinding and thrusting.

Sun Taohua closed her eyes in bliss, clenching Wu Song tightly, revealing hints of impatience and thirst.

It’s been days since she and Wu Song last indulged.

Her yearning exceeded even Wu Xiaohong’s.

Her plump butt compressed into exaggerated arcs, yet endured Wu Song’s thrusts and pressure.

The constant friction with the bed produced slight noises beyond its endurance.

Sqeak squeak.

Like mice gnawing.

But it left Sun Taohua with breath-hastening urges, wanting to cry out.

Wu Song spread Sun Taohua’s legs, resting them on his shoulders, squeezing the swelling area along with his big gun, swift yet silent.

A few dozen thrusts, soaking the swelling area abundantly, incredibly smooth.

"Oh, my waist is giving out, and my legs are cramping!" Sun Taohua suddenly exclaimed.

Wu Song quickly released her legs, indicating her to turn around and kneel with her butt raised.

Sun Taohua threw Wu Song a coquettish glare, pouting, "You sure know your ways."

But obediently flipped to her knees, raising her plump butt enticingly, appearing exceptionally sexy. Her round buttocks gleamed, a slender waist embraced, all seen vividly, longing for his entry.

Wu Song steadied the gun and pressed forward.