Wang Yue leaned down and captured Su Nuanyueâs lips in a deep kiss.
In the throes of passion, she responded feverishly, extending her pink tongue to tangle with his, sucking and licking at him with unbridled greed.
As they remained entwined, Wang Yue continued to ravage her with a dual assault of mouth and member.
The valley echoed with the wet, lewd sounds of "squelch, squelch" from her sex and the "smack, smack" of their frantic kissing, creating an atmosphere of total debauchery.
"Husband... mmph... my good man... ohhh... Iâm dying of bliss... oh... it feels too good..."
"My dear husband... my love... your big cock... itâs too incredible... itâs making my sex... so hot... so itchy... fuck me hard... ohhh... harder... yes... my sex feels so beautiful... ahhh... oh... my dear husband... my big-cocked husband... big-cocked brother... nngh... itâs too much pleasure, itâs killing me... mmph... youâre making your woman feel so good... fast... Iâm dying of joy... oh..."
The intense sexual stimulation didnât just drive Su Nuanyue into a frenzy of wanton cries; it filled Wang Yue with an exhilarating excitement.
He hoisted her pale, smooth legs onto his shoulders and pulled a pillow from his spatial storage to prop up her heavy, rounded buttocks, angling her sex even higher.
As he continued to thrust, Wang Yue looked down to watch his purple-red shaft sliding in and out of her tender pink folds.
Every time he pulled back, her fluids would glisten on his member and smear across her snowy-white, ample hips. The sight of such filth and beauty combined sent a surge of adrenaline through him.
"Ahhhh! Mmph... so... so good... dear husband... my love... I feel so good... how... how can you be so amazing... youâve been doing this... for so long... and youâre still so hard... itâs scorching me... mmph... ohhh... this position... it feels too good... you can go even deeper... ahhhh... my husband... my dear brother... what a wonderful big cock... youâre making me feel so good... no... donât..."
In the middle of her joyous wailing, her lipsâwhich had just whispered "donât"âwere suddenly silenced as Wang Yue lunged forward with all his strength. Su Nuanyueâs entire body went rigid and arched backward, the rest of her words trapped in her throat.
Seeing her tossed about between life and death by the pleasure, Wang Yue felt a surge of triumph and began to tease her.
"Heh... my little slut... donât? Donât what? Donât..."
"Mmph... you... youâre terrible... Husband... my love... donât... donât stop! Ahhhh... ohhh... yes... just like that... ahhhh... Husband, youâre fucking me so well... keep going... keep fucking my little sex... mmph..."
Having cast aside everything, Su Nuanyue had been transformed by her own nephew from a delicate, bashful lady into a total wanton, her cries of ecstasy never-ending.
This transformation only heightened Wang Yueâs pleasure. He worked his thick member even more vigorously, sprinting within her narrow folds.
Every lunge reached the very depths of the woman who had once birthed Yang Cancan; he wanted her to taste the true meaning of "dying of bliss." He saw this fierce lovemaking as compensation for the panic his earlier forceful approach had caused.
"Ohhh... ahhhh... nngh... Husband... good... I feel so good... fuck me... fuck me hard... fast... faster... mmph... itâs too intense... ohhh... ahhhh... so good... Iâm dying... My big-cocked husband... youâre too powerful... youâre going to break me... mmph... ahhhh... itâs so exciting... why... how can you... be so amazing... youâre going to kill me... mmph... ohhh... ahhh... I canât... I... I canât take any more... Iâm going to leak... fast... plug my... sex... itâs coming... ahhhh... itâs coming out!"
Under the frantic friction of her nephewâs member, Su Nuanyue began to tremble violently again. Her tight internal walls began to suck at him desperately, and in an instant, she erupted with a fresh flood of concentrated nectar.
Though she sprayed across his length, Wang Yueâs member remained rock-solid and upright, still plugged deep within her flushed, engorged sex.
"Mmph... good... Husband... darling... youâve driven me mad... nngh... youâre so powerful... ah... donât move... ah..."
Even after her release, her sex continued to pulse and contract around him.
The relentless continued assault was almost more than her hyper-sensitized body could handle. She clung to him with a mix of exhaustion and excitement, hoping he might pause just for a moment.
"Husband, Iâm dying of pleasure! Youâve fucked me so well... mm... youâre too strong... still so hard... IâI can still take it, but... let me catch my breath before we go again..."
In her heart, she truly wanted to satisfy her man and receive more of his love.
She wanted to keep welcoming him, but her bodyâexperiencing the true power of Wang Yueâs massive member for the first timeâwas struggling to adapt; every climax left her with a faint, throbbing ache.
But Wang Yue, driven by raw desire, had no intention of stopping. He kept working her, though he slowed his pace and moderated his strength slightly.
Feeling the urgency of the man atop her, Su Nuanyue bit her lower lip and endured the strain.
She submitted to his hunger, letting him continue to use her. To please him, even though she was truly exhausted, she continued to cry out with joy.
"Oh... Husband, my dear man... if you want it, then take it... kill me with it... Iâm yours... however you want to fuck me, just do it... Iâll let you... my sex feels so good... itâs so much happiness... mmph... ohhh... youâre such a man... to take me so many times and still... still be this strong... Iâm so happy... ohhh..."
"Heh... my little slut, your sex is too beautiful... I canât help myself. Come on, letâs change positions. Let your husband dote on you properly, heh..."
Smiling lewdly, Wang Yueâs hands roamed over her body until they reached her hips. With a gentle but firm pressure, he guided her.
Even as naive as she was, Su Nuanyue knew exactly what her powerful little man wanted.
The thought of being taken in such a shameful posture filled her with bashfulness, but out of her deep love for him, she submissively complied.
"Mmh... you... youâre not allowed to laugh at me!"
With a soft, shy response, she hesitated for only a moment before following his lead. She climbed up and knelt on the bed, propped up on her hands with her snowy-white, tempting hips hoisted high.
In this position, she allowed Wang Yue to view all her most private places from behindâa mental stimulation that made her feel both intensely shy and incredibly aroused.