Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system-Chapter 563: Ch-562: Zhang Zihan (4)

She sucked harder, humming around him, the vibrations traveling straight down his shaft.

Her tongue never stopped moving—flicking

the sensitive frenulum, swirling the head on

every upstroke.

Zhang Zihan massaged his large balls with both hands as she carefully sucked the head, while her pussy twitched and secreted love juices.

Slowly, her tongue trailed down to the base, giving his balls a good suck before moving back up. She opened her lips wide, swallowed the tip, and began slowly bobbing her head back and forth. For some reason, as she sucked his cock, a burning heat spread through her body, reaching her pussy. Her cunt was drenched with lewd juice, her hand had already slipped between her legs, touching

More spit cascaded down, soaking his balls,

dripping onto the floor in a growing puddle.

She took him so deep her nose pressed into

his pubic bone again and again, holding there, swallowing around him until her throat milked his cock in rhythmic contractions.

Thrust! Squelch~ Thrust! Squelch~ Squelch~

"Cough! Gag! Cough! Gwakk!"

Her throat was burning, and tears were falling from her eyes.

The bed shook slightly, and the sound of wet sucking echoed through the room.

"Hrghhh... Ughhh... Geughh..."

The maid began to drool uncontrollably as he used her mouth like a pussy.

Her lips were stretched wide around his penis, and her tongue was swirling around it at the same time, trying to please him.

Squelch~ Slurp~

The taste of him lingered on her tongue, salty and intoxicating, pushing her deeper into a haze of unquenchable desire.

She was lost in the sensation of his penis, in the heat that radiated from his body, spiraling into a lust so fierce that she no longer cared whether she would get caught by her husband.

Plop

She released his penis from her mouth and started carrassing it with her hands.

Her hand began to stroke his cock in long, smooth motions.

She twisted her wrist gently on the upstroke,

thumb brushing the sensitive underside just

beneath the head the way she knew men liked.

Her fingers tightened around Wang Ming’s throbbing length.

She pumped him steadily—slow enough to

stay silent, firm enough to make his hips

twitch.

Precum beaded at the tip; she smeared it

down the shaft with her thumb, making every stroke slick and wet.

After teasing him again she gave kiss to the penis.

Her soft lips stretched around the broad head, tongue swirling gently around the sensitive crown to taste the cum leaking

~mmmm~

She hummed softly in satisfaction, the vibration traveling straight down his shaft.

The wet sounds were quiet but obscene in the large bedroom

slurp... schlurp... gluc*

She bobbed deeper, taking more of his thick length with each gentle motion.

Saliva quickly coated him, dripping down her chin and onto the tops of her heavy breasts where they dangled freely.

She took him to the back of her throat without gagging, relaxing her muscles the way she had learned over the years, until her nose brushed his base and her throat fluttered around him.

Her head moved in slow, rhythmic

bobs, cheeks hollowing on every upstroke,

tongue pressing flat along the thick underside on the way down.

One small hand stroked the base she couldn’t fit, twisting gently, while the other cupped and rolled his heavy balls with tender care.

Every few seconds she would pull back until

only the head remained between her lips,

swirling her tongue around it like it was the

sweetest treat, before sliding all the way

down again until her throat bulged slightly.

With a sudden rush, he reached his climax, a powerful surge of liquid heat exploding from him.

Wang’s hand tightened in her hair. "I’m close—fuck, your mouth is good—"

The slutty maid didn’t pull away. She sucked even more eagerly, eyes locked on his, silently begging for it.

The torrent filled her mouth, hot and thick, each pulse igniting waves of pleasure as he flooded her with his warm, salty cum, urging her to savor every drop.

"Don’t spill a single drop..."

Gulp~ Gulp~

Zhang Zihan swallowed eagerly, her throat working to take every drop of his salty seed, savoring the rich, musky flavor that coated her pink tongue.

She swallowed every pulse greedily, throat

working visibly, not spilling a single drop.

When the last spurt faded she kept sucking

gently, milking him dry, tongue cleaning every inch of the shaft, the head, even lapping at his balls until he was spotless and twitching.

" I am going to fuck you know" Wang Ming said to the maid as she trembled, Wang Ming picked her up and toosed her on the bed making the maid gasp.

Zhang Zihan breathing so hard Wang Ming thought she might hyperventilate. Zhang Zihan had never seen herself in such a raw, sexual, state.

Wang Ming looked on as she continued massaging her gorgeous tits, opening her legs erotically to expose her sopping wet pussy for his feasting eyes.

Zhang Zihan was gazing up at him, eyes glazed. Her lip was bitten.

Wang Ming reached down with his hands and gently took a hold of her breasts. Massaging one and then the other.

He looked down at the maid, who’s legs were spread for him. Wang Ming gently spread them open even further, positioning his massive member above the entrance to maid’s pussy. The maid herself, unable to pull her gaze away from the inevitable penetration. Suddenly, Wang Ming slapped his slab of meat down upon her sopping mound. She screamed out, "Oh!"

He continued to slap his manhood across her folds, massaging them open and stimulating her moistened clit with the underside of his large shaft. She was already lost, moaning "Mmm! Oh my heavens!"

He teased her for a moment more and then pulled back, and pushed forward. Time froze as his engorged tip mush against the maid’s cunt, slowly disappearing inside of her. The maid’s jaw dropped as fat white inch after fat white inch pushed deep into her pink pussy.