"Uh uh uh... you... brat! What do you... really want? Uh!" Aunt Ouyang's hands gripped the sheets tightly, showing how much restraint she needed to respond to Zhao Chenyu's words.
"I just want someone as beautiful as Lan Jie to be my girlfriend, my wife, so I can fuck you even more comfortably in bed, fuck you hard!" Zhao Chenyu raised his hand and slapped Aunt Ouyang's buttocks again.
"Ah—you brat, Xiao Yu! Ah!"
"Lan Jie! Be my girlfriend! Be my girlfriend, be my girlfriend, be my girlfriend..." Zhao Chenyu held Aunt Ouyang's waist, murmuring these words repeatedly as he thrust with all his might.
"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!" The crisp, rhythmic impacts fell like a torrential downpour. Before one wave of flesh could settle, the next surged forth as Zhao Chenyu relentlessly pounded against Auntie Ouyang's plump, upturned buttocks.
"Ahh! Ahh! Uh-uh-uh-uh! I agree! I agree to your condition! Ahh! I can't take it anymore! Ah! Uh-uh..." Auntie Ouyang was utterly overwhelmed, her delicate pink passage subjected to the vigorous thrusts of Zhao Chenyu's thick member. Lost in the sensation, she could only yield to his demands.
"Really? That's wonderful! Lan-jie, my dear wife!" Zhao Chenyu exclaimed excitedly, his hands kneading her ample buttocks.
"Girlfriend! You're... uh! Too deep! Uh-uh!" Auntie Ouyang's body went limp, trembling uncontrollably as she clearly reached her climax.
"Hehe, hiss—so tight, you little slut! Nowadays, couples in love all call each other 'husband' and 'wife.' Come on, wife, call me 'husband'!"
Zhao Chenyu was well aware that Auntie Ouyang had just climaxed, yet he redoubled his efforts. His hands gripped her full, mature hips firmly as his thick shaft plunged relentlessly into the wet, pink passage of the beautiful CEO before him. Each thrust struck fiercely against the tender core of her womb. Though I couldn't see the scene directly, the increasingly distinct, wet, squelching sounds accompanying the slapping noises made it clear that the folds within Auntie Ouyang's intimate valley were being thoroughly stimulated, causing her juices to flow and splatter freely. The scene was no less intense than before.
"Call me 'husband'!" Zhao Chenyu demanded, squeezing her tender buttocks forcefully.
In my heart, I silently insisted she wouldn't call him that. That title, Auntie Ouyang had only ever given to one person.
"Ahhh! Uh-uh-uh—Hus... husband... oh! Ahhh!"
A wave of numbness washed over my heart.
"Wife! Wife, I love you so much!" Zhao Chenyu's breathing grew rough and ragged.
"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"
Zhao Chenyu's thrusts grew even more forceful, each one pulling Auntie Ouyang's delicate body hard against his hips.
"Uh! Uh! I can't! Husband, slower! Slower! It feels so good! I... I can't take it again!" Auntie Ouyang threw her head back, mouth agape, her face flushed and glistening with sweat. Whether from excitement or distress, she now actively called him 'husband,' her expression utterly lost in ecstasy, a far cry from the capable, dignified beauty CEO she usually was.
And her face was turned directly toward the camera, as if I were watching my dear aunt, my future mother-in-law, being taken from behind by Zhao Chenyu right before my eyes.
Damn it!
"Wife, I'm going to cum! Wife!" Zhao Chenyu gasped heavily, crying out loudly.
"Uh-uh-uh! Husband! Husband! Ahhh..." Auntie Ouyang didn't respond with words. Panting heavily, her beautiful eyes glazed over, her disheveled hair half-covering her face, I even sensed that when Zhao Chenyu announced his impending release, Auntie Ouyang actively began swaying her firm, upturned buttocks. Driven by lustful passion, she couldn't help but thrust back and forth, meeting the man's powerful strokes from behind.
Was it just my imagination?
"Uh! Uh-ah! Uh-haha..."
"I can't, I can't! Husband! I can't! Haha! It's coming! It's coming! Ah—"
Aunt Ouyang's wanton moans had escalated into a lustful, breathless laughter, her expression completely out of control. She buried herself deeper into the sheets, her delicate body trembling incessantly, having reached the peak of climax.
"Darling! I'm coming too! I'm going to give it all to you—let you taste it! I've been holding back for a month! Ah, fuck!" Zhao Chenyu roared, his entire body shuddering as he pressed his hips firmly against Aunt Ouyang's raised buttocks, their lower bodies pressed tightly together.
"Ah!"
With that release, Aunt Ouyang, who had been lying face down on the bed, suddenly arched her upper body upward.
"Ah... uh! Uh uh! Ah ah ah! Oh ah ah! Uh! Uh! Uh! Ah ah!" Aunt Ouyang convulsed uncontrollably, letting out wild, wanton moans. One hand clutched the bedsheet desperately, while the other pounded the bed with equal force. Her body twisted and contorted, her delicate feet kicking chaotically across the mattress. If Zhao Chenyu hadn't been gripping her hips tightly, she would have surely rolled around the bed in a frenzy.
Watching from behind the screen, I could only shamefully rub my forehead, pursing my lips and digging my fingers into my temples.
Zhao Chenyu had ejaculated inside her... inside my dearest future mother-in-law.
And the state of madness Aunt Ouyang was in when he came—I had never seen her like that before. Not even during her fiercest arguments with Uncle Qin had she ever lost control like this. Why was that?
"Ah... ah..." Zhao Chenyu threw his head back, releasing his seed without restraint.
"Uh... uh..." After a moment of struggle, Aunt Ouyang's convulsions finally subsided, though her fingers and toes remained clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
"Wife! Wife! That was... incredible!" Zhao Chenyu gasped heavily as he slowly withdrew his cock.
Thud! Aunt Ouyang collapsed heavily onto the bed, lying on her side in disarray.
Only then did I understand why she had convulsed so violently. Between her tightly crossed legs, a mixture of milky semen and slick fluids had spilled onto the bedsheet, forming a puddle the size of a bowl right in the center of a fresh, dark red wet spot. It looked like a perfect, round moon reflected in a deep, midnight pond.
If this much had spilled out... how much had been shot inside?
I didn't dare imagine.
What terrified me even more was that Zhao Chenyu's cock, still coated in white, sticky fluid, remained slightly erect.
"Wife... Sister Lan?" Zhao Chenyu tentatively called out, perhaps realizing the consequences of what he had just done.
"Um... Sister Lan, I didn't mean to, and I remember you said today was your safe period... so..." Zhao Chenyu scratched his head, now showing fear—though just moments ago... well, any man in that situation would have lost control.
Losing control is good. Men who lose control should just get lost!
I grumbled inwardly.
"Ah ha... haha... hahaha... oh haha..." Aunt Ouyang laughed breathlessly as she brushed her hair back.
"Sister Lan, what are you laughing about?" Zhao Chenyu asked cautiously.
Aunt Ouyang struggled to prop herself up on the bedsheet, smoothing her wavy long hair before glancing at the mess on the bed. Then, placing a delicate hand gently on her lower abdomen, she frowned slightly before turning a smiling gaze toward Zhao Chenyu. "Guess?" she said.
"Guess?" Zhao Chenyu pointed at himself, dumbfounded.
"Yes, guess."
"I guess..." Zhao Chenyu looked around, mimicking Aunt Ouyang, before his eyes lit up. "I guess... I guess Sister Lan—no, I mean, my wife—has never felt so incredibly good and happy before. Your husband satisfied you completely, hehe!"
Aunt Ouyang didn't respond. Instead, she lay back down, struggling to spread her limp, delicate legs.
"Really, you almost broke me," she said, then fixed her eyes on Zhao Chenyu's cock. "Still hard after just finishing?"
Zhao Chenyu nodded.
"Can you come in?"
"Come in..."
Zhao Chenyu held his erect member and thrust into Aunt Ouyang's moist entrance.
"Ah..." Aunt Ouyang let out another soft moan, stretching her arms toward Zhao Chenyu.
Zhao Chenyu understood perfectly. He leaned down, and Aunt Ouyang wrapped her arms around his neck, eagerly pressing her red lips to his.
"Mmm..."
Once again, Aunt Ouyang was pinned beneath Zhao Chenyu in her favorite position.
She said nothing, yet everything was conveyed...
The scene gradually faded to black.
The video ended.
I stared at the now completely dark screen, where a replay triangle symbol appeared, reflecting my own miserable face.
Sigh...
Maybe I should win Aunt Ouyang back! I thought to myself.
With a soft sigh, I turned my head and noticed a large, plump head resting beside my bed!
Holy crap!
"Master Lin! What are you doing?" Chu Yun leaned over my bed and asked.
"What are you doing?" I shot back.
"Well, well, well!" He released the bed frame, placed his left hand on his hip, and pointed his right index finger at me with a righteous air. "I thought only a single dog like me would watch porn, but I never expected—never expected—that even you, the honorable Master Lin with those thick eyebrows and big eyes, would watch porn too!"
I grabbed my pillow and hurled it straight at his leering face.
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