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I Turned Filthy Rich Just By Sleeping With Women?!-Chapter 17: In Netori We Thrust!**
Chapter 17 - In Netori We Thrust!**
Su Meilin ran as fast as she could to hold the door from opening. Her body leaned on the doorframe, cum dripping down her legs.
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She felt weak, so weak—but she knew it'd be a huge problem if their affair got exposed this early.
Jin Haolong was a temperamental man. And worse—he was powerful enough to crush a guy like Zhao Yiming with a snap of his fingers.
"No–nothing! I just hurt my foot because I dropped a glass!" she shouted, her voice trembling.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yiming had an entirely different problem. He tilted his head, eyes glued to Su Meilin's curves as she bent over at the door, that fat ass arched up just right. The sight alone made his cock twitch.
'Is it that damn dog-shit deity again, stuffing my head full of dirty thoughts?!'
Now he was seriously questioning his sanity. But hell—she looked too damn sexy like that.
If he could just thrust into her right now, make her moan while her husband stood helpless on the other side of the door...
["That would be fucking hot!!!"]
A notification popped up in front of him. The cursed sign he already knew too well.
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[God of Richness & Love sends you a quest!]
[New Quest: Netori Is the Way of Life!]
[Objective: Fuck Su Meilin crazy as she distracts her stupid husband!]
Easy Mode – Consent is the Key!
("I will fuck you in front of your husband!" Meilin must answer yes/no.)
[Success Rate: 100%]
Medium Mode – Finger Her Good!
(Tiptoe from behind, grind against her soaked pussy, then finger her till she begs.)
[Success Rate: 100%]
Hard Mode – IN NETORI WE THRUST!
(Slide in from behind and fuck her while she holds the door, scream your name out loud!)
[Success Rate: 100%]
["LET'S GOOOO!!!"]
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'Again with the damn 100% success rate?! This perverted God's completely lost it!'
Zhao Yiming groaned and rubbed his temple, but his dick was already twitching hard—and Su Meilin's ass was right there. Tempting him. Begging for it.
He couldn't resist anymore.
'I'm not a pervert! My dick's just in pain, okay?! And Meilin... she'll enjoy this. I swear I'll buy her expensive silk after this!'
He slowly got up, creeping behind her so she wouldn't notice.
Outside, Jin Haolong's voice was getting louder, angrier. But instead of scared—Zhao Yiming felt excited. His heartbeat pounding like a drum.
He held his breath, grabbed her sexy hips, and—
THRUST!
"AAAAHHHH!!!"
Su Meilin squealed, her voice sharp and panicked as his cock slammed into her from behind. Her body trembled, barely able to hold onto the door for support.
She turned her head slowly, eyes wide. "Yiming... what are you doing?"
Zhao Yiming leaned closer, his breath hot on her ear. "Focus, Meilin... or do you want your husband to find out what's happening?"
Su Meilin shivered. Outside, Jin Haolong was practically foaming at the mouth now.
"SEE?! WHAT THE HELL'S HAPPENING?! ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME?!" he yelled, pounding on the door with both fists.
"NO–Nngghh!!! I-I would never... do that!" she stammered, struggling to keep her voice steady.
But Zhao Yiming had already started to move. His cock grinding into her soaked pussy with slow, deep strokes that made her legs weak and her mind melt. She couldn't help it—a moan slipped out.
"Hhnnnggg!!!"
She bit her lip hard.
"Why are you holding back, Meilin?" he whispered darkly. "Aren't you the one who was excited to cheat on your husband?"
His thrusts weren't fast—but they were deep. So deep. Every time he pushed in, her body shook like jelly.
"Yimingg... Ahhh!!! Nghhh... Please, I beg you!" Su Meilin moaned.
She couldn't focus anymore on the stupid things her husband was shouting—her entire mind was consumed by the pleasure in her pussy.
His thick, big cock was reaching every nerve, every hidden button that drove her insane. The pleasure was too much to bear.
"What is it you want, Meilin? Want me to stop? Or keep fucking you?" Zhao Yiming teased.
He kept thrusting, focused on his own pleasure, while her tight pussy kept clamping down on him—milking him dry.
He couldn't resist slapping her thick ass again, the impact making her jolt and scream.
"AHH!!! YIMINGGG!!!"
Su Meilin cried out, the sound muffling the curses Jin Haolong was still screaming from behind the door.
Zhao Yiming smirked—finally, he felt like he'd won something in life. After all the humiliation he suffered as Lao Chen, this revenge tasted sweeter than anything else.
But now, it was time to satisfy his cock's needs too.
He moved faster and harder, chasing his climax as Su Meilin did the same. She didn't care about her husband anymore. Zhao Yiming was her heaven now.
The sound of their bodies colliding echoed through the room—wet, messy, and loud—driving them both even crazier.
Her breasts bounced wildly with every thrust. He grabbed one, tugged at her nipple, and twisted it hard.
"NO!!! THAT'S—HNGGHHH!!! AHHH!!! OHH!!! COMINGGGG!!!"
She came again—this time harder than ever. Her love juices splashed everywhere, her pussy convulsing around his cock, squeezing him mercilessly.
Zhao Yiming groaned, "Haaahhh!!! Your pussy is amazing!"
He finally exploded, cumming all over her back. It was so much, it dripped down her skin like hot paint. He held her tight, keeping her from collapsing as her legs gave out.
Meanwhile, Jin Haolong's voice suddenly vanished.
Turns out, he got an urgent call and had to leave immediately—still fuming, still wondering deep down... was his wife really cheating on him?