Ye Hui felt a rod-like hardness pressing against her intimate area, its tip parting her, slowly pushing in… She lowered her head, pressing her flat belly with her right hand, feeling the hard object pushing relentlessly, her internal organs shifting, painful yet with an irresistible pleasure.
Huangfu Zeduan pushed in another inch, seeing part still exposed, and breathed: “My wife’s inside is so tight.” He thrust forcefully, extreme ecstasy sweeping through him, each thrust sending electric currents through his body.
He continued thrusting, each moment supremely pleasurable, always loving this sensation no matter how many times they did this.
Soon, Ye Hui was pushed to her peak by the intense assault, screaming, her body rigid, her supporting arms weakening, upper body falling on the couch, only her raised snow-white buttocks held by the man behind her.
Huangfu Zeduan was thrilled by her sudden tightness, withdrawing his member, then gently parting her tender petals, entering bit by bit, his desire surging again, but careful not to overwhelm her post-climax body, slowing his pace, one hand reaching around to grasp and knead her fullness.
His breathing heavy, he whispered: “Wife, is this comfortable? Are you feeling better? I’m going to use more force.”
“Mmm, you can use more force,” she responded softly, knowing his technique was improving, always making her beg like an addict.
After another ten-plus minutes, “Ah ah…” she surrendered again under his fierce attack, lying on the couch and whimpering: “You’re so powerful, husband.”
“As long as you’re happy,” he flipped her over and bit a red plum.
“No more,” Ye Hui breathed, pushing away his head from her chest.
“I’ll spare you this time,” the relieved Huangfu Zeduan felt refreshed, embracing his wife to rest on the bed.
Lying in his broad arms, she continued playing with him. What was previously drooping now stood erect again. Ye Hui played more enthusiastically, her eyes full of affection, sitting up and kneeling between his legs, bending down to bite, then scratching with her nails.
Huangfu Zeduan propped up with two pillows, proudly watching his beloved wife.
