The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 43

Chapter 43: Chapter 43

Wu Yuling looked at Wang Damei in astonishment and asked instinctively, "Mom, what’s wrong with you?"

Wang Damei was overwhelmed with shame and anger, yet also felt an ecstatic urge to scream. Two emotions clashed within her, almost tearing her apart, and she suddenly shouted, "I’m fine! Stop all this fuss, hurry up and send your dad to the hospital!"

At the mention of Wu Dalin, Wu Yuling quickly turned around to check on him.

Wu Dalin lay on the ground pretending to be dead, ignoring the commotion outside, and naturally unaware of Wu Song’s and Wang Damei’s situation.

Although Wu Yuling had been pleasured by Wu Song once before, it was forced, and she barely had time to experience or study it,

being worried about Wu Dalin’s condition, she didn’t notice Wang Damei’s abnormality,

and was scolded by Wang Damei, she hurriedly went to help Wu Dalin up,

but with Wu Dalin pretending to be dead, how could a girl like her lift him?

Seizing this opportunity, Wang Damei quickly pushed Wu Song away and pulled out the rolling pin,

producing a slippery sound as it squelched out.

Ignoring everything else, she hastily adjusted her skirt to cover the embarrassing situation below, not noticing the trail of honey-like liquid dripping to the floor.

She hurried over to help Wu Yuling lift Wu Dalin.

Meanwhile, Wu Song sighed and put away the rolling pin.

Although he hadn’t climaxed, he had greatly enjoyed being squeezed by Wang Damei’s tight cave.

Together, Wang Damei and Wu Yuling managed to lift Wu Dalin and load him onto a three-wheeled electric vehicle,

Wu Yuling glared at Wu Song hatefully, started the vehicle, let Wang Damei get on, and drove daily to the township clinic.

Wu Song shrugged, considerately closed the door for Wu Dalin, and then leisurely headed home.

Upon arriving home, he was grabbed by Wu Xiaohong, who anxiously asked, "Are you okay?"

Wu Song smiled and said, "What could possibly happen to me?"

Seeing her worried look, her little face all tense and anxious, he felt a wave of affection and casually grasped her tender little breast.

He began to gently knead it.

Wu Xiaohong’s face immediately flushed, she glanced around to see if anyone was watching, and then coyly said, "Let’s go to your room."

Wu Song had no objections; he was feeling uncomfortable from the unfinished business with Wang Damei earlier, so he picked up Wu Xiaohong and carried her to his room.

He laid her on the bed, lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties, revealing her delicate, pink little cave, already brimming with sweet nectar, damp and slippery.

Wu Song chuckled, pulled out his rolling pin, and started rubbing it, soon lubricating the head before pressing into the little cave, which immediately clamped tightly onto the head like a powerful rubber ring, nearly making Wu Song explode.

It was indeed a remarkable gift.

Her little cave was incredibly tight.

Wu Song took a deep breath, paused for a moment to suppress the urge to erupt, and then slowly pushed further inside.

Wu Xiaohong, pressed by Wu Song’s strong rolling pin, squeezed her legs and clenched her buttocks, not daring to let him go too deep.

With Wu Xiaohong, Wu Song naturally wouldn’t be as fierce and domineering as with Zhang Xinran.

Instead, he ground slowly, exploring gently until Wu Xiaohong truly opened up her sweet cave and could gradually accommodate him before he began to move in and out slowly.

Even so, that little cave remained tightly wrapped around Wu Song’s big gun from top to bottom.

Every thrust or withdrawal made Wu Song gasp with pleasure, and at any moment, he might unintentionally explode.

Fortunately, it wasn’t Wu Song’s first time with Wu Xiaohong’s little cave.

After a bout of tender care, he adjusted to it and began to speed up with the rolling pin.

Honey-like fluids were released from the pink little cave, seeping out or being drawn back in with Wu Song’s thrusts, gradually mingled with milky fluids that also emerged, coating Wu Song’s rolling pin and making his movements increasingly smooth.

Unbeknownst to them, the room gradually filled with the crisp sounds of skin slapping.

The intoxicating sound of flesh colliding echoed in the room.

Just a wall away, Sun Taoxiang couldn’t concentrate on her work anymore, clasped her plump hips, and went to the restroom, pressing her ear against the wall to listen to the sounds from the room.

Amidst the noises were Wu Song’s low growls and Wu Xiaohong’s moans.

"Ah, Wu Song, you’re amazing, I feel so good!"

"Do me, do me, I’m coming."

With Wu Song’s diligent thrusting, Wu Xiaohong soon began to show signs of convulsion and shouted for Wu Song to speed up and apply more force.

Wu Song had no problem with that, delivering a vigorous session, causing Wu Xiaohong to scream sharply as her little cave shivered and clenched, cascading streams of honey-like liquid that made Wu Song’s gun head quiver, nearly making him explode as well.

But he took a deep breath and held it back, instead absorbing the Yin Qi released by Wu Xiaohong.

He felt incredible, almost ready to cry out in delight.

Suddenly, Wu Song’s mind was stirred, and he looked towards the next room while activating his X-ray Vision.

The walls disappeared.

Revealing Sun Taoxiang, who was eavesdropping against the wall.

At this moment, Sun Taoxiang’s face was flushed, her waistband loosened, and a hand reached into her crotch, and visibly her pants there were being pushed up and released repeatedly, clearly indicating she was busy with handiwork.

Wu Xiaohong’s scream seemed to have stimulated Sun Taoxiang as well.

Sun Taoxiang’s fingers jerked forcefully inside as well, her entire body trembled as she sagged against the wall, but her legs clamped tightly around that hand, refusing to release for a long time.

Wu Song also got extremely excited, as the erupting sensation surged forth, causing him to hold Wu Xiaohong’s little butt fiercely and accelerate.

However, his eyes remained fixed on the wall, with the X-ray Vision not only seeing through the wall but through Sun Taoxiang’s clothing as well, revealing her jade-like tender body in full view.

Her creamy white plump hips were tightly clenched, yet slightly twitching, with a hand inserted into the sweet cave below, moving continuously, and milky white fluids overflowed, making the lush grass at the entrance muddy and mired,

Wu Song let out a low growl, ramming the spear deep into Wu Xiaohong’s cave, releasing a vigorous torrent.

"Ah..."

Just reaching her peak and still immersed in the afterglow, Wu Xiaohong was taken by surprise as her little cave clenched again with the spray, enveloping Wu Song tightly, making him growl and shout with delight.

"Damn, Xiaohong (actually thinking Taoxiang), your little pussy feels awesome!" Wu Song exclaimed while his eyes were fixed on Sun Taoxiang outside the wall, with the name echoing in his mind being Sun Taoxiang instead.

Wu Xiaohong, naturally oblivious to this, felt unbelievably happy, her excitement turning her little face red, thinking it was her own little cave that made Wu Song so genuinely joyful.

She tightened her legs around Wu Song’s waist, took a deep breath, and contracted, making the little cave even tighter, clamping down on Wu Song’s spear to enhance his climax further.

"Wu Song, come on, fuck me to death, I’m fine, I love it when you fuck me!" Wu Xiaohong screamed, urging Wu Song to continue, to keep going.

Just a wall away, Sun Taoxiang, listening to Wu Xiaohong’s cries, blushing with helplessness yet also with envy, couldn’t help but think how wonderful it would be if she were the one being fucked right now.

With that thought, the fingers in her little cave drove more forcefully again, whispering softly to herself, "Wu Song, do me, quickly do me!"