Urban Divine Doctor Saint Hand
Chapter 23 Torture and Abuse
I was also grateful that Zhang Hao was here today. If it had been Liu Gang, he would have definitely said, "Such a minor injury, is there any need to make a fuss? Just deal with it yourself."
Watching Zhang Hao wrap the bandage around and around, then tying a knot at the end,
I didn’t know why, but I felt a pang of jealousy, of all the girls he would walk with in the future.
"Husband, look at our Hao, he’s so meticulous. I wonder which girl will catch his eye someday,"
Liu Gang laughed and said, "Forget it, I’ll cook today. You two go and stay outside."
In the living room, Zhang Hao seemed uncomfortable. Seeing the blood on my clothes, I hurried back to the bedroom to change.
The bedroom door wasn’t properly closed, and Zhang Hao occasionally lifted his head, glancing at the half-closed door.
I wondered if it was intentional, the way she just happened to change her clothes within his view.
And what Zhang Hao didn’t expect was that the sister-in-law actually took off her black bra.
Did her bra get stained with blood too?
In the bedroom, I deliberately took off my bra and stood up straight, opening the wardrobe’s innermost door.
Pretending to be picking out replacement clothes, when any piece would do, I refused to make it easy.
It took me full ten minutes to choose a short-sleeved shirt, guessing the guy outside had his fill of the sight.
Before putting on the short-sleeve, I considered whether to put on a bra, but then thought better of it and just slipped the shirt on. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
Before coming out, I took a good look in the mirror. It wasn’t too obvious.
But when I came out of the bedroom, I met Zhang Hao’s gaze.
I stood tall and sat down beside Zhang Hao, "Hao, thanks for today."
"If it hadn’t been for you, I wouldn’t have known how to deal with this wound. Your cousin is a good cook. Eat up later, both of you."
Zhang Hao deliberately avoided looking at my upper body, knowing I wasn’t wearing a bra underneath.
And those two obvious ’grapes’ aren’t something that a thin shirt can conceal.
Zhang Hao thought to himself that his sister-in-law was too provocative, knowing full well he was a man and still seducing him like this.
The meal was ready quickly, and Liu Gang brought out some old liquor, they drank one cup after another.
After a hearty meal, Liu Gang was already dozing off, and He Qianhui helped him back to the bedroom.
Liu Gang was still cursing, clearly drunk, but didn’t forget to grab a handful of He Qianhui’s buttocks.
This action set off a spark in He Qianhui.
During the meal, she had quietly counted how many oysters Zhang Hao had eaten,
There must have been twenty or thirty oysters in the pot, and they had about half each.
I wondered what this man would be like once he was ’fueled up’?
I dared not think further and returned to the living room, only to find Zhang Hao was also drunk. I helped him to the second bedroom.
This was the first time I’d seen Zhang Hao drunk, much less hefty than Liu Gang.
Instead, he lay on the bed, quietly asleep.
Even though he was only wearing a very ordinary T-shirt, it couldn’t hide the solid muscles on his chest.
I watched for a while, licking my lips.
I had intended to quickly return to the living room to clear the dishes, but some inappropriate thoughts surfaced and I couldn’t suppress them.
I crouched by the bed, looking closely at Zhang Hao.
"Hao, Hao?"
I called softly twice. Zhang Hao didn’t respond, so I grew bolder. After all, we had been intimate before, what would it matter if it happened again?
And since her husband was already asleep today, her hand mysteriously found its way into Zhang Hao’s clothes, caressing his chest.
Her fingernails gently scraped over it, then trailed down along his abdomen all the way lower.
They say that men become sexually unrestrained with alcohol, but it was unclear whether Zhang Hao was like that.
Actually, Zhang Hao’s tolerance for alcohol wasn’t bad, but today he was happy and couldn’t help but drink a few more glasses. Once the alcohol went to his head, he couldn’t tell north from south anymore.
In a daze, he felt something between his thighs. Zhang Hao reached to push it away but grasped at thin air instead.
He Qianhui was sprawled between Zhang Hao’s legs, delicately savoring his member.
When she used to take Liu Gang’s, she always felt a bit of disdain in her heart.
Back then, she couldn’t understand why the women in those adult films seemed to love that part of a man so much.
To the point of willingly taking it in their mouths.
But now she finally understood; a man, to get his thing hard, was the key to her own pleasure.
He Qianhui was very diligent, taking it in as deep as possible each time, so that Zhang Hao’s tip pressed against her throat.
After a few moments, Zhang Hao furrowed his brow.
He Qianhui came up for air, saliva stringing from the corner of her mouth, seemingly insatiable as she said,
"Hao, wake up. Stop pretending to be asleep there. If you don’t make a sound, your sister-in-law here is going to climb on top."
Before she had finished speaking, Zhang Hao opened his eyes to see his sister-in-law straddling him, and he smiled.
"Sister-in-law, my cousin is right next door. Is it really okay to do this?"
Without a word, He Qianhui took off her top, then leaned down, offering her pale, soft flesh right to Zhang Hao’s lips.
She commanded, "Open your mouth and eat it."
This time, He Qianhui had no intention of holding back. When Zhang Hao took one of her cherries into his mouth, she threw her head back and moaned passionately.
And she kept moving her hips back and forth, rubbing her nether slit along his rod incessantly.
Zhang Hao, after suckling the cherry for a while, spat it out and looked at his sister-in-law with a complaint, "Sister-in-law, why do you do this every time you see me? If it’s always like this, I’m not coming over to your place anymore."
But He Qianhui wasn’t concerned with that. After a few moans, she straightened Zhang Hao’s member.
With one hand, she gently spread herself open and aligned with her flesh tunnel, sitting down on it.
The moment she sat down, He Qianhui felt an immense satisfaction.
Her hands rested on Zhang Hao’s chest, and she asked softly, "Hao, what were you saying just now? Your sister-in-law was too pleased to hear clearly."
As she spoke, He Qianhui lifted her hips before forcefully sitting back down.
Occasionally, she would clench the muscles inside her, tightly wrapping around his member.
This kind of stimulation gave Zhang Hao some ideas, and he began to match her movements, thrusting powerfully.
The master bedroom and the guest room were separated by just one wall, which was not very soundproof.
While the two of them joined together on one side, Liu Gang’s snoring sounded like thunder on the other.
As the volume of Qianhui’s moans rose higher and higher, Zhang Hao employed all his strength.
Before long, He Qianhui felt herself sweating all over, breathless with exhaustion.
Unable to hold up any longer, she collapsed onto Zhang Hao, allowing him to inflict all kinds of pleasure and torment upon her.
Zhang Hao’s arms roamed over He Qianhui’s back, leaving her in a state of bliss.
As he touched her, his hand eventually landed on her buttocks, and he playfully slapped her.
He Qianhui cried out, "You rascal, using so much force to spank your sister-in-law’s butt. What if it turns red?"