whonovel Chapter 987 987: He's Not My Husband
Chapter 987 987: He's Not My Husband
Those strong, powerful hands kept grabbing the towering, full, plump peaks, kneading hard, twisting and shaping them into all sorts of forms.
"Ah… ah… slow down… ah… don't pinch… ah ooh… gentler… ah… don't dig in… you filthy bastard… ah…"
Xie Wenxin spit out Lin Hao's tongue, gasping out sweet moans from her juicy lips—waves of pleasure crashing over her.
"Sister Xin, you're so damn horny! Your cunt is dripping all over!"
Lin Hao's sleazy, wicked smile made the widow's face burn with shame. She ducked her head, not daring to meet Lin Hao's mocking, taunting gaze.
Yet hearing those filthy words made her body heat up even more, hunger bubbling up inside, craving the man's invasion.
That thick beast kept sliding in and out between her thighs. Even though it hadn't pushed into her needy hole yet, her channel felt twitchier than ever.
"Aaooo… don't… husband… slow down… ah… don't… softer…"
In her dizzy haze, Xie Wenxin actually believed it was her husband fucking her.
"Wife… you're so damn cute… Wanna let husband fuck your little slutty cunt?"
Lin Hao whispered in her ear.
Xie Wenxin realized the voice sounded wrong and snapped out of it, terrified: "You're not my husband! Don't do this to me!"
"Right now, I am your little husband. Call me 'husband'—now."
Lin Hao commanded, his fingers suddenly speeding up, rubbing her sensitive clit. The widow cried out wildly from the pleasure.
"Ahhh… husband… softer… softer… ah oooh… don't… ah… ah…"
Xie Wenxin's mind spun, feeling fresh slickness gushing from her slit.
Lin Hao saw her submitting and wasted no time stripping off his shirt and pants, still clutching her from behind.
His chest pressed tight against the widow's back, and she felt a new depth of pleasure—her tender body leaned in, feeling his strength like the anchor she'd needed.
But Lin Hao pushed her down on the windowsill, made her grip the sill with both hands, forced her slender waist downward, and raised her plump ass up high.
The widow's beautiful Peach Blossom Cave finally bared itself to Lin Hao. He slid his fingers along her slick, swollen lips, already glistening wet.
Xie Wenxin knew Lin Hao was about to fuck her little slutty cunt. She hurried to cover her tempting secret hole with her hand, but her heart still throbbed with anticipation.
"Ooo… Lin Hao… you bastard… don't—don't fuck me… oooh… I can't betray my husband…"
Xie Wenxin's tearful eyes glistened as she pleaded, her voice breaking into sobs.
"Sister Xin, right now I'm your husband. Be good, stick your ass out and let me properly fuck your slutty cunt!"
Lin Hao gently pushed her delicate waist down again, pried her hand away, and forced her to expose the most mysterious Peach Blossom Cave for him.
This time, Lin Hao gripped his thick cock, spread apart her swollen lips, and rubbed up and down, letting her juice soak his shaft.
"No… seriously, no… Yaoyao's still here… Please, let me go…"
Xie Wenxin glanced at her sleeping daughter on the bed, desperate not to be fucked by another man in front of her child.
She reached down again to cover her forbidden valley, wiggling her ass to struggle and resist, but her efforts came off feeble, almost powerless.
Lin Hao's thick shaft grinded a bit more, coated with the widow's juice, then aimed right at her small forbidden valley—ready to shove inside.
"No… don't… Lin Hao… don't fuck me… I'm begging you… let go…"
Just as Lin Hao was about to thrust in, Xie Wenxin managed to break free using her last bit of reason, denying him entry.
It was one of those moments—no turning back!
Lin Hao grabbed the resisting widow with both hands, held her tight so she couldn't move, pinned her down so her body was almost sprawled across the windowsill.
At the same time, he used his legs to force her thighs apart, reached down to grab his fat cock, searching for her beautiful Peach Blossom Spring Cave.
"No… ooo… no… please, don't… ahhh…"
Xie Wenxin struggled harder, but still felt the thick beast parting her two swollen lips.
As that thick cock pushed inside, she fought back fiercely, trying to escape Lin Hao's grip.
But Lin Hao held her tight, his hips suddenly thrusting forward, forcing his cock to stretch her tight channel, plunging into her body.
Ah—
Xie Wenxin was forced open. She felt her body torn, let out a piercing scream.
Fearing waking her daughter, she clamped her mouth shut, her delicate body trembling, thighs squeezing tight together.
Lin Hao's fat cock invaded the widow's secret garden, feeling tight pleasure pulsing around him—almost making him cum right there.
"Sister Xin, your slutty cunt's so damn tight! Haven't had a man inside for ages, huh?"
Lin Hao purposely muttered dirty words in her ear, wrecking her nerves.
Hearing it, Xie Wenxin got even more excited—her inner walls twitched and squeezed, trying to snap his cock.
"Yeah… I haven't touched a man in two years… you… you bastard… how can you force yourself on me… ahh… gentler… ahhh…"
Xie Wenxin bit her lip, cheeks blazing red like a ripe apple, moaning nonstop.
Lin Hao's thick shaft—over twenty centimeters long—pounded hard, feeling like he pierced her tender body through and through.
"Ahh… you little perv… slow down… slow down… ahh… ah ah…"
Xie Wenxin finally experienced that thick dragon firsthand, ramming her flower core, so good it made her scalp tingle.
Lin Hao couldn't believe how damn tight the widow's channel was, like a virgin—almost made him lose control and blow his load.
Turns out, this little slut really kept herself clean—didn't go whoring around.
When his cock finally hammered the depths of her flower core, the widow clamped her thighs tight, walls squeezing and rippling inside.
Lin Hao felt the clutching force within, burning with excitement. He yanked his cock back and slammed it in again, hard.
Xie Wenxin took another blow, moaning aloud, arching her waist, sticking out her ass to match Lin Hao's thrusts.
Pa pa pa…
Lin Hao felt his cock slick with juices, working as perfect lube—he started conquering the widow's insides.
The huge slapping sounds echoed, like he was smashing through the young wife's gates of desire, drilling deep, pounding her tender blossom.
Lin Hao hovered on her back, fucking like a male dog on a bitch, ass bucking crazy, hands kneading her two delicate Jiaoru with relentless force.