The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 220

Chapter 220: Chapter 220

Wu Song saw her mouth wide open, so close at hand, it stirred his heart, and with a thrust, he went in.

"Mmm mmm..."

Slut Lin Zixuan awoke abruptly, letting out an instinctive scream, but her mouth was stuffed, so it turned into a muffled moan.

She then realized what was happening.

Her eyes instantly widened with shock, but then she showed a look of delight.

Had she actually taken it in her mouth?

Such a massive thing, something she only dared to fantasize about in dreams or couldn’t even find when buying fakes online.

Yet now, it was inside her mouth.

Hot and burning.

Thick as a child’s arm.

Hard like steel.

Absolutely a weapon that every woman dreams of.

Slurp!

Slut Lin Zixuan’s saliva gushed out, and she happily began to suck and swallow.

Her movements were skillful and exquisite, her tongue agile like a small snake, making Wu Song’s tip tremble, growing even larger and hotter.

Damn, this slut’s mouthwork is amazing.

Wu Song couldn’t help but silently praise her.

But he had things to attend to.

This woman wouldn’t let go of the big gun, what’s her deal?

Though he didn’t really want to stop her.

Because it felt truly delightful.

Slut Lin Zixuan continued sucking while looking up at Wu Song, her large eyes filled with charm and heat, even admiration.

Giving Wu Song an overwhelming sense of achievement and the thrill of conquest.

Making him reluctant to let Lin Zixuan stop.

Slurp slurp!

Slut Lin Zixuan was eating and swallowing with juices everywhere, her youthful face flushed with excitement, her eyes teasing and suggestive as they looked at Wu Song.

Wu Song understood the slut’s intention, which was for Wu Song to fuck her.

Yet, where did he have the time for this?

But this slut was truly tempting, her skills exquisite.

Wu Song was reluctant to stop.

The slut noticed Wu Song’s hesitation, and without waiting for him to speak, she quickly spat out his big gun, then turned around, raised her buttocks, deftly removed her panties, pulled out a silicone rod, and guided Wu Song to the same place she just used it, moaning softly: "Handsome, do me! Quick, I beg you!"

Fuck.

Any normal man wouldn’t do something lesser than a beast.

So, with a slap, he pressed against the mature woman’s buttocks and thrust in, making a loud sound of flesh hitting flesh.

The moment’s thick thrust made slut Lin Zixuan shudder all over, feeling as though she had been pierced through, shivering with pleasure, moaning.

Indeed, Wu Song was pressed for time, instantly shifting from first to sixth gear.

His waist exploded like a storm.

Bam bam bam...

The explosive sounds echoed throughout the flower shop.

One could say, slut Lin Zixuan was unprepared and sent into a rush by Wu Song.

"Ah... so fierce! So good!"

"Handsome, you’re amazing!"

"So good, ah ah!"

Slut Lin Zixuan shook her head in excitement, her whole body swaying.

The screaming almost blew the roof off the flower shop.

She felt as if her long-dried flower field had finally been ravaged and reclaimed.

The long-standing ailments, shot into a rocket, rapidly healed.

With just a brief moment, not only was her thirst quenched, but she also felt the joy of a wild bull trampling her domain.

Bam bam bam!

Each thrust by Wu Song was powerful and solid, like a piling machine, the sound resembling thunder, each strike making the slut’s body jump, her legs numb.

And that feeling surged like a tide.

Even more delightful, Wu Song’s prowess also had endurance.

This was simply perfect.

With huff and puff, several dozen more times.

"Ah..."

Slut Lin Zixuan instantly reached a peak, the climax surging, her whole body trembling like chaff, mouth madly moaning, almost collapsing.

But Wu Song’s vigor had just been unleashed, not only didn’t he stop, he became even more fierce and strong.

Ignoring Lin Zixuan’s shudders and limpness, he grabbed her hips and waist, continuing the frenzied pounding.

Another fit of dozens of strikes

Lin Zixuan’s just subsided climax erupted once again.

"Ah... I’m going to die! I’m going to die!"

Lin Zixuan convulsed, shouting, her hands unable to bear, starting to slap Wu Song’s arms, "Brother, handsome, you’re awesome, too awesome! Please spare me! I beg you, spare me!"

But Wu Song ignored her, continuing his fierce assault.

Bam bam bam again for dozens more times.

Lin Zixuan let out a sharp scream, her body suddenly collapsing, waves of Yin Essence surged out, quickly absorbed by Wu Song.

But Wu Song did not ejaculate.

Quickly absorbing Lin Zixuan’s Yin Essence, he threw her onto the rocking chair.

And that big gun still remained thick and hot, exuding a murderous aura.

Wu Song glanced at Lin Zixuan with disdain.

The woman lay limp on the rocking chair, her legs and buttocks still twitching, eyes rolling back, fainting.

The dense hair between her legs couldn’t hide the still-twitching peach, squeezing out streams of nectar, dripping onto the rocking chair.

Wu Song found the sink, washed the big gun clean, wiped it with tissues, then took some lilies, and walked out nonchalantly.

Wu Song checked the time, the whole process was less than twenty minutes.

Absolutely efficient!

Wu Song returned to the car with the lilies.

Qi Siyan was on a call with someone.

From the content, it seemed to be Qi Hongtu.

Wu Song sat down, glanced at Qi Siyan, and said, "Has his prescription been filled?"

Qi Siyan quickly said, "Yes, it’s being brewed, Bai Jinqi, the owner of our county Herb Hall, is personally handling it."

Wu Song laughed, "Oh, I don’t know him."

Qi Siyan smiled wryly and hung up, saying, "You’ll know him soon, he will definitely visit you personally."

Wu Song shrugged indifferently.

He truly didn’t care.

"Did you buy lilies?" Qi Siyan noticed the lilies Wu Song brought in and smiled.

"Is that not okay?" Wu Song said.

"Of course, it’s very fitting." Qi Siyan nodded with a smile.

"Shall we go then?" Qi Siyan suggested with a smile.

Wu Song nodded indifferently.

Qi Siyan drove to the station, parked the car, and walked into the station with Wu Song.

They didn’t wait long in the waiting hall.

The train arrived.

Soon, Bai Qiqi, surrounded by a group, walked over.

Graceful and elegant, with an ethereal temperament, she seemed approachable, but her noble aura unconsciously elevated her, making people hesitant to get close.

As she moved, her graceful figure was faintly visible under the long dress.

Yet, the loose dress seemed to cover her exquisite body; the full bust was occasionally revealed, undulating with her steps, making people’s eyes involuntarily glance over.

Wu Song surveyed Bai Qiqi thoroughly.

His unabashed gaze quickly drew the attention of Bai Qiqi and her entourage.

Wu Song enjoyed the view leisurely, silently amazed, truly worthy of being a Kyoto socialite. Her figure, her aura, were indeed remarkable.

The thought of fucking her, the pleasure must be extraordinary.

Wu Song finally understood Qi Siyan’s words, Kyoto socialites are indeed different from her as a socialite.

"How bold! Sleazy bastard!"

A fiery young girl in a tracksuit behind Bai Qiqi shouted angrily, leaping up, aiming a sidekick at Wu Song’s face.

Wu Song looked at the fiery young girl in surprise, her tender face pink and delicate, refined, her sharp, fiery eyes, along with those noticeable big breasts, were indeed striking.

At this moment, her legs spread wide, a kick aimed at Wu Song’s face.

As her sporty shorts moved, wind rushed in, pressing against her legs, revealing white thighs, the inner leg showing hints of black underwear, wrapping around a plump bulge, rapidly approaching Wu Song.

Fierce, powerful, with a stern aura.

Clearly, this kick was meant to make Wu Song’s face bloom.

Fuck!

Wu Song was displeased, tilted his head to dodge easily, while his foot rose, swift as the wind, precisely striking the fiery young girl’s inner thigh bulge.