The Invincible Son-in-law

Chapter 941 941: Death Charm

The fierce thrusting and pounding drove the entire thick cock deep into the beauty's secret cave with every push.

This relentless impact made her secret passage drip with even more honey, sweet juices flowing down her channel and leaking out.

Those translucent fluids streamed down, splattering everywhere under the force of that hard, powerful stroke, spraying all around.

Squish, squelch, squish…

The sound of wetness mingled with the impact, her lower lips flooded like a dam burst, Lin Hao's pubic hair now clinging in wet little tufts.

This beautiful female executive's lower body was like a hidden garden, tight and secret, gripping his thick cock with desperate hunger.

Lin Hao felt his shaft wrapped in the slick, clenching heat of her slippery sweet spot, silky flesh gripping from all sides, soft and hard at once, like it wanted to chew and swallow his cockhead whole.

Those delicate muscles writhed and squeezed hungrily, painfully tight around the thick shaft and swollen tip, incessantly oozing thick, hot nectar as they convulsed.

Lin Hao could only gasp; it felt like his cock was being nursed by a tiny, greedy mouth, overwhelming pleasure and exquisite sensation sparking from his sensitive glans, shooting up his spine and detonating in his brain—pure, electric bliss that sent his scalp tingling.

"What a filthy slut! God, you're so tight inside!"

Lin Hao clutched her slender waist, face twisted with raw pleasure.

For the usually dignified and refined female executive, being called a slut by Lin Hao filled Kang Shuran with an indescribable thrill.

She didn't hesitate for a second, bouncing and riding, over and over devouring that thick rod, plunging it in deep and pulling it out fast, again and again swallowing it back down.

Again and again, the friction of his thick shaft stroking her quivering walls, slamming into those sensitive spots inside her, made wave after wave of orgasm surge through her, drowning her thoughts in a blank, white-hot sea.

Her plump, bouncy pink lips were crudely stretched wide by his thick rod, exposing the sweet, delicate flesh hidden deep within.

That tender secret cave was like a bottomless abyss, devouring Lin Hao's cock and his soul with every thrust.

With every bouncing stroke, sweat broke out all over her glistening skin, pearls of moisture dotting her body—most of all, collecting on those glorious, creamy-white breasts.

The sweat beaded up like thick, delicious broth dripping down two snowy buns, glistening and utterly inviting.

"Ahh… ahhh… so good… ahh… I can't take it… ahh… cumming…!"

Kang Shuran cried out, her pussy tightening in wave after wave, hot Silver Essence squirting out in spurts with every orgasmic contraction.

Seeing her about to break, Lin Hao grabbed both of her ripe ass cheeks, pounding harder, lifting her up and slamming her down even faster.

Wracked with pleasure and relentless orgasms, Kang Shuran melted against Lin Hao's shoulder, every muscle trembling and her body burning, surrendering completely to Lin Hao's thrusts.

Lin Hao showed no mercy, driving that thick cock deep into the girl's core every single time, hammering her delicate flower center.

Not until every last drop of energy and pleasure had been wrung from her body did she finally collapse, limp in Lin Hao's arms.

But Lin Hao wasn't done with her. He scooped her up in his arms, ready to go again.

His iron-hard cock slowly slipped out of her tight secret cave, a stream of nectar trickling after it from her Fairy Cave.

The beauty immediately felt her slick tightness emptier than ever, the innermost soft flesh that had clung so tightly to his cockhead now shuddering in disappointment at its absence.

Lin Hao bent Kang Shuran over the desk, making her stick out that luscious ass for him, then gripped his thick cock and aimed it at her Peach Blossom Cave, plunging into her body once again.

Ah—

Kang Shuran screamed with pleasure, lifting her head and arching her neck.

When his cockhead pushed again into the deepest, tightest part of her channel, he felt that same stubborn patch of soft flesh clinging to him, refusing to let the thick shaft go any further inside.

The soft folds writhed and moaned, gripping his cock like a vice as hot, sticky liquids poured out, soaking the invading shaft and welcoming every sinful thrust.

The secret passage's inner walls, which had been tightly clenched around the shaft, kept undulating and breathing, like countless slender tongues licking and sucking without pause.

Just a single shallow thrust, and the wet flesh inside was scraped and rubbed all over again.

Kang Shuran only felt as if her lower body was being ravaged mercilessly by a burning rod, churning up a savage fire, yet when the tip pressed against her delicate petals once more, that overwhelming tingling bliss came crashing back, wave after wave.

That electric jolt of pleasure shot from the deepest core of her blossom straight up to the opening of her womb, teasing her most sensitive nerves, stringing them tight and electric.

Lin Hao wasted no time, no gentle prelude—he just gripped her soft, ample ass and started rocking his hips, plunging deep and relentless.

Pa pa pa… pa pa pa…

The fierce sounds of flesh pounding flesh echoed through the room, like urgent death knells hammering endlessly into the very heart of the beauty's secret depths.

Kang Shuran lay sprawled over the desk, her full hips arched shamelessly high, humiliation flooding her.

She hadn't wanted her body to surrender so easily to Lin Hao's violent pounding, but under that ferocious assault, every cell inside her cheered him on, wild with ecstasy.

She felt like a fish starved for water, finally plunging back into a deep pool—utterly reborn, alive and gasping for more.

Lin Hao pummeled her with that thick, iron-like shaft, rough and scorching and impossibly hard, scraping every inch of needy, sensitive flesh inside her. Waves of pleasure crashed into her relentlessly, relentless as the tides.

The softest, deepest folds of the beautiful girl's body clenched and writhed around him, spasms rippling uncontrollably as her insides tried desperately to resist the invading rod relentlessly impaling her.

From behind, her glistening petals framed a thick, dark shaft buried deep between two pale, doughy mounds shaped just like soft steamed buns, obscene and beautiful at once.

The stark contrast of black against white was so jarring, so forbidden, more intoxicating for its boldness.

"Ah… so good… mm… yes… harder… ah... mmm… more, fuck me harder…"

Kang Shuran moaned shamelessly, unable to stop her trembling as pleasure rolled through her in wild, reckless waves.

The bliss surged higher with every thrust, her inner walls squeezing and rippling, slick juices spurting wildly with every pulse.

Lin Hao could feel her climaxing again, but he refused to slow down, kept thrusting ruthlessly, relentless as before.

Over and over, their bodies moved together, endless and cyclical, each simple thrust bringing them to new, dizzying heights of pleasure.

Kang Shuran felt like this bastard wanted to break her, fuck her to pieces, and all she could do was arch her ass up helplessly and take his violent, possessive pounding.

Her skirt was now bunched at her waist, her soft snowy peaks bouncing with every thrust, swaying like coconuts dangling from trees, tempting and untamed.

Another deep, punishing drive sent the beauty spiraling over the peak again, shuddering on the edge of rapture.

Ah… ah… ahh—

Lin Hao felt the burning, tight sensation mounting in his groin, wave after wave rising up—he could hold back no longer, a raw cry tearing from his throat.

Suddenly, her sealed gates flung wide open—a flooding rush of hot essence spurted deep into the woman's most hidden place, filling her up, leaving nothing behind.

Kang Shuran's innermost flower was scalded by the surge of thick, hot semen. Climax wracked her body in wave after blinding wave, her mind dissolving in white-hot pleasure, floating weightless, as though she'd ascended out of her body.

"Ah… ah… cumming… ahh… I can't take it… mn… please, I really can't…"

Kang Shuran's curvy hips twisted and undulated, her cries shameless and needy, the flush on her face deepening, blooming across her cheeks like a wanton, fragrant flower in heat.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Lin Hao slapped her plump ass, grinning.

"Yes… it feels amazing…"

The beauty gleefully wiggled her ass, stirring up rippling waves with every shake, as if trying her best to please Lin Hao even more.