Chapter 16: Chapter 16: The Misfortune of the Little Girl

Zhang Hao obediently freed his hands, and with one on each side, squeezed the soft mounds together.

He opened his mouth wide and took the two erect red cherries into his mouth.

He Qianhui’s mind went blank. She had never experienced such stimulation before.

Even though she had played with Liu Gang so much before, his movements were rather rough, and it always hurt a bit.

But Zhang Hao was different, his movements were gentle yet firm, and even if it did hurt, the pain was just right.

He Qianhui reveled in it all, those two sensitive places being constantly stimulated by Zhang Hao’s tongue.

After bearing it for a moment, He Qianhui suddenly opened her eyes and begged Zhang Hao to move on to the next step.

She could no longer bear such stimulation, but Zhang Hao was in no hurry.

Today he had enough time to fully satisfy this woman who had been starved for years.

He took out a box of condoms from the drawer, tore one open, and put it on a straight and stiff banana.

Without a word, he pushed it into He Qianhui’s treasure cave; she let out a muffled groan, thinking Zhang Hao would insert his own thing.

"What kind of nonsense is this, stuffing anything in there, do you think it’s a trash can?"

He Qianhui quietly objected, but as she did, Zhang Hao pulled out the banana.

With that pull, the treasure cave became empty at once.

He Qianhui realized she had just said the wrong thing and quickly pleaded with Zhang Hao to put something back inside, preferably with a bit more force.

Zhang Hao chuckled softly and brought the banana in front of He Qianhui.

"Sister-in-law, look what’s all over this."

He Qianhui barely opened her eyes and glanced once before turning her head away, not wanting to look.

What else could be on the banana but the flood she had released.

Zhang Hao held the banana, looked at it for a while, then said to He Qianhui, "Sister-in-law, they say a woman’s juices are sweet, do you want to taste for yourself if it’s sour or sweet? Otherwise, I’ll throw it aside."

He Qianhui shook her head desperately; she was thirsty, but not to that extent.

Yet she couldn’t resist Zhang Hao: "Sister-in-law, just take one bite and see whether your juices are sour or sweet, or I will toss it aside."

Thinking of the immense emptiness below, He Qianhui knew that her body wouldn’t be hers to command anymore.

As long as there was pleasure!

With that thought, He Qianhui slightly opened her mouth, but still somewhat resistant, while Zhang Hao’s actions were a bit rough.

He stuffed half of the banana straight in, pushing against her throat.

This surely awakened He Qianhui’s instinct, her full lips stretched into an O-shape.

To keep hold of the banana, her cheeks dimpled slightly inward.

Zhang Hao moved the banana in and out, and He Qianhui kept her eyes closed the entire time, a look of enjoyment on her face.

"Sister-in-law is so good at eating bananas, it seems you’ve practiced a lot at home. But compared to a cob of corn, the banana is a bit thinner, I wonder if it can satisfy you."

He Qianhui couldn’t speak, she could only punch Zhang Hao’s back with her small fists, telling him to stop saying such annoying things.

After having the banana for a few minutes, Zhang Hao finally let her go.

The banana, now covered in her saliva, was stuffed back in again.

Her treasure cave was filled, and He Qianhui was immensely satisfied.

Even Zhang Hao was a bit surprised.

Back when his sister-in-law married his cousin, he was still young.

He had even boasted to others that his sister-in-law was very beautiful and that he wanted to find a wife just like her one day.

A few years had passed, and here they were together.

In the midst of it all, Liu Gang knocked on the door but didn’t open it directly as before.

"Cousin, can you handle it or not? It’s been half a day and your sister-in-law hasn’t even made a peep."

Zhang Hao loosened his grip on He Qianhui and got up to go behind the door, cracking it open just a bit.

Peering through the gap, Liu Gang saw his wife lying carelessly on the bed, legs dangling.

Especially between her thighs, the tip of a banana stood out.

Liu Gang hissed and punched Zhang Hao in the chest, "You little rascal, that’s your sister-in-law, and this is how you play?"

Zhang Hao chuckled, "Cousin, it’s called foreplay, get it?"

Liu Gang understood of course. He wasn’t so hurried himself when it was him with He Qianhui.

"Go on, I don’t care anymore; just make sure you seal the deal today. And if you don’t, don’t blame me for not being nice to you."

Liu Gang’s words carried a hint of threat, but while Zhang Hao readily agreed on the surface, internally he already had his own plans.

His sister-in-law was lascivious to the core, a lady of status in public, but a slut in bed.

Such a woman was one in a million, far better than those who just lie there like dead fish.

After closing the door again, Zhang Hao approached the bedside, looking down at his sister-in-law from above.

He Qianhui liked constant stimulation and felt hollow inside the moment it stopped.

While Zhang Hao was talking with her husband just now, she had started playing by herself.

She should’ve known it would be like this; on her way back from the lingerie shop, she should have stopped by home to bring over her toys too.

But now it was just as well—if she’d brought that pile of toys, she might have actually died on the bed today.

Even with her eyes closed, He Qianhui could feel the presence of a tall figure pressing down on her.

She twisted her alluring body on the bed as much as possible, stimulating Zhang Hao’s senses.

She hoped he would pounce on her like a fierce lion and devour her completely.

This woman was strange indeed; when she was young, even a dirty joke could make her angry, to the point of tears.

But as she got older, she couldn’t wait to throw herself at men.

After satisfying herself for a bit, He Qianhui opened her eyes and saw Zhang Hao standing by the bed, watching her.

"Hao, what’s wrong with you, daydreaming like that?"

Zhang Hao said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, I want you to give me a lick."

She had expected some harsh demand, but it turned out to be just this.

He Qianhui didn’t care at all; besides, Zhang Hao’s thing was pink and tender, it looked delicious.

She wished she could indulge longer, to have it hard, and then proceed to the next step.

"You naughty boy, you’ve been waiting here for your sister-in-law, huh? What exactly do you want me to eat?"

Zhang Hao raised an eyebrow, "Sister-in-law, can you kneel down to eat it?"

In his heart, Zhang Hao felt that this request was a little over the top.

But to his surprise, the sister-in-law didn’t object. She sat up from the bed, not even removing the banana from between her legs.

She was still wearing a pair of black high heels on her feet.

Kneeling directly on the wooden floor, He Qianhui used her slender, white-as-scallions hands to unbuckle Zhang Hao’s belt.

When she pulled down the zipper, she felt that it was swollen like a bun, the size of a fist.

"Really, some things are enough to make one die of envy—they haven’t even started eating yet, and it’s already so big."

"I really don’t know how many girls your thing is going to ruin in the future."

When He Qianhui said this, Zhang Hao scratched his head and replied, "As long as I can satisfy you, sister-in-law, I’ll be completely content."

He Qianhui rolled her eyes at him, but her hands never stopped moving.

When only his boxer briefs remained, He Qianhui kissed that member through the fabric.