The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Chapter 53

Wu Song’s cockhead was rubbing against Wu Xiaohong’s little pussy.

The little pussy wasn’t really that wet.

But his rubbing made her abalone-soft flesh keep collapsing in, and the two petal-like lips of tender meat even became a barrier.

Wu Song reached out to pry open the tender lips, exposing the pink, moist hole, pressed his cockhead against it, and started rubbing, trying to push in.

Wu Xiaohong cried out in pain: "Aiya, my good brother, don’t rush, I’m not wet enough yet."

Of course Wu Song noticed too, but to keep Wu Xiaohong from checking, he was so eager to shove it in.

Now hearing Wu Xiaohong yelling like this, Wu Song let out a lewd chuckle, felt a bit guilty, and didn’t rush to stick it in but instead rubbed his cockhead a few more times at her entrance, then dragged it down to rub at her Celestial Fragrant Green Youth.

After just a few rubs, he could see her little pussy start to ooze juices.

Wu Song was a bit surprised; Wu Xiaohong’s juice really was plenty.

Wu Song knew she’d warmed up enough.

He guided his big cock through some of her nectar, lubed up the head, and started pushing in.

Her tight little pussy was forced open by his thick cock, and in the next instant, it gripped his cockhead like a rubber ring, squeezing tight.

Wu Song thought to himself, "Damn, so tight," and was about to keep going, when the main door was kicked open and Wu Yuling stormed in, pissed off.

Fuck!

Wu Song cursed under his breath, yanked himself out, and hurriedly pulled up his pants, then smacked Wu Xiaohong’s ass, signaling her to pull her pants up too.

"Wu Song! Get your ass out here!" Wu Yuling barked, charging straight for the main hall.

Wu Song couldn’t let her come in, so he immediately went out to block her.

"Wu Yuling, what the fuck are you yelling for? Like yelling that much, wait till you’re on my bed later and yell there!" Wu Song walked out of the main hall, stepping in front of howling Wu Yuling.

Wu Yuling’s face changed, glaring at Wu Song, "From a dog’s mouth—"

She suddenly shut up, remembering last time she said that and Wu Song gave her hell for it.

If she said it again now, she’d only be asking for more trouble.

Really doesn’t learn her lesson.

"Wu Song, how do you plan to explain my dad’s bullshit?" Wu Yuling glared at Wu Song, pressing him for answers.

"Explain my fucking cock. You want it?" Wu Song raised his eyebrow, mocking her.

"You—!" Wu Yuling was so mad she couldn’t get the words out.

"Your dad’s pathetic little shit, haven’t you had enough yet?" Wu Song said impatiently. "You keep yapping, believe me, I’ll fuck you up."

"You’ll fuck me up?" Wu Yuling arched an eyebrow, staring fiercely at Wu Song.

"Yeah, fuck you up! Forgot already?" Wu Song said, grabbing Wu Yuling’s delicate chin, lifting it a bit, and sliding a hand down toward her crotch.

Wu Yuling slapped his hand away, hissing angrily, "You fucking pervert, get your filthy hands off me!"

"You just love calling me a pervert, but if I don’t get pervy with you, seems like you’re just talking shit." Wu Song sneered, and slapped Wu Yuling right on the ass, barking, "If you got nothing better to do, go home and play with your own damn self. Stop bothering me here with your bullshit."

Wu Yuling, furious, cupped her ass and glared at Wu Song, then ground her teeth: "Tonight I’m hosting a dinner party, you dare to come or not?"

"Dinner party? Trying to set me up?" Wu Song mocked, a bit surprised. "So college wasn’t a waste for you, huh? Now you know how to throw an ambush."

"Just tell me, you dare or not?" Wu Yuling challenged, staring right at Wu Song.

"Only weak bitches won’t dare." Wu Song was curious what tricks Wu Yuling would pull.

"Fine!" Wu Yuling nodded, pointing at Wu Song. "Wait, I’ll book the restaurant and send you the address."

Wu Song waved her off, "Then go fuck off already." _{\n(o)v.e\l.com}

Wu Yuling stormed away angrily.

Wu Song turned and walked back to the main hall.

He looked up and saw Wu Xiaohong still bent over with her ass stuck out, her juicy abalone pointed right at the door, her little pussy clenching and relaxing, juices leaking out everywhere.

"Holy shit, you didn’t pull your panties up?" Wu Song blurted out.

If Wu Yuling had barged in and seen this, what the hell would they have done?

Wu Xiaohong grinned proudly, giggling, "Would you have let her in?"

Wu Song burst out laughing; of course he wouldn’t let Wu Yuling in.

"Come on, Brother Song, hurry up and fill me." Wu Xiaohong suddenly started acting cute and needy.

Wu Song wasn’t about to be polite anymore.

He yanked down his pants, freed his cock, pressed the head to her pussy entrance a few times to get it slick, then shoved right in with a smack.

Instantly, her pussy gripped him like a rubber ring, and then his cockhead started forcing open layer after layer of soft, wet folds, until his whole thick cock was buried inside.

"Ah..."

Wu Xiaohong squealed, her ass jerking up, her body tensing to keep Wu Song from going in too deep.

She really couldn’t take it.

Wu Song grabbed Wu Xiaohong’s little butt and started thrusting away.

Pa-pa-pa...

Flesh slapped against flesh, echoing through the room.

Wu Xiaohong’s little pussy was being pulled so hard it nearly turned inside out, the fuzzy hair around her entrance soaking wet, dragged in and out with his cock, each pull making white cum drip out in streams.

Even her little asshole twitched and tightened with each of Wu Song’s thrusts.

Wu Song got a wicked idea, dipped his finger in their mixed juice, smeared it on her little asshole, and after slicking it up, started probing it with his finger.

"Ow!"

Wu Xiaohong yelped, suddenly turning to look at Wu Song in shock. "Brother Song, what are you doing?"

"Trying out your little asshole." Wu Song said, pushing his finger inside, instantly squeezed tight so he couldn’t move it an inch.

"Aiya, Brother Song, that’s not clean, don’t mess with it." Wu Xiaohong begged, looking back at Wu Song.

"No worries, your brother’s invincible to anything. Just relax, I’m just experimenting." Wu Song comforted Wu Xiaohong, twisting his finger in slowly, but as the lube ran out, he dipped some more and kept exploring her little asshole’s secrets.

He even forgot about his own urges for a second.

Wu Xiaohong was getting all flustered and uncomfortable.

"Aiya, quit it, you’re making me wanna shit myself." Wu Xiaohong whimpered, begging Wu Song.

Wu Song laughed out loud, stopped playing with Wu Xiaohong’s ass, and decided to try it on Zhang Xinran later.

He immediately grabbed Wu Xiaohong’s butt and started fucking again.

Squish, squish, squish...

His thick cock slid in and out.

Her little pussy was stretched wide open, almost obscenely so.

Thick globs of white cum even dripped on the floor.

Wu Xiaohong couldn’t help but scream.

"Ah, Brother Song, I’m gonna cum, fuck me harder, quick!" Wu Xiaohong shrieked with excitement, shaking her ass, bouncing back hard, slamming together with Wu Song even wilder.

But right then, the front door opened again—Sun Taoxiang walked in, calling for Wu Song: "Wu Song, you home?"

Wu Song and Wu Xiaohong both froze, their wild motions stopping dead, not daring to move a muscle.

But Wu Xiaohong was at her breaking point, just a few thrusts away, and suddenly stopping made her miserable; she rubbed her ass around desperately, trying to chase her climax.

Wu Song tried to pull out, but Wu Xiaohong arched her ass to keep him in, squeezing him even tighter.

"Wu Song, you home or not?" Sun Taoxiang called out again, walking toward the hall.

At that moment, Wu Xiaohong’s little pussy spasmed and clenched, her whole body quivering.

She came, head thrown back, gasping in silent pleasure.

Wu Song’s cockhead twitched hard inside her, almost making him shoot too.

But just then, Sun Taoxiang’s footsteps reached the doorway.