The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian

Xue Qingyao hurriedly wiggled her hips to make herself more comfortable in her crotch.

Then she nervously looked around, fearing that the security personnel in the villa would see her eavesdropping.

Fortunately, the security personnel were all outside.

No one noticed her little actions.

Xue Qingyao couldn't resist eavesdropping again because the noise inside was too enticing, especially when she thought of Wu Song's big tent, listening to Song Mengtian's satisfied and excited moans, she couldn't help but fantasize about being the one being fucked, with her plump hole flowing juices, wet to the extreme.

"Ah, Wu Song, I'm coming..."

Song Mengtian suddenly moaned softly in the room, clinging to Wu Song like an octopus.

Her ass twitching, her small hole gripping tight, Wu Song's heart pounding, enjoying the absorption of Song Mengtian's Yin Essence, while his waist tensed, shooting out a burst of Yang Essence.

Song Mengtian immediately moaned again, her whole being intoxicated and dazed.

"Ah, it's so good, Wu Song, you're amazing!" Song Mengtian's immensely satisfied moan, it seemed to echo in Xue Qingyao's heart, making her tremble along with it. This kind of sound, she knew too well, was a woman satisfied and sexually joyful to the extreme.

Her heart couldn't help but let out a soft moan that almost spilled out from her nostrils. Frightened, she quickly covered her mouth, looked around cautiously again, and finding that no one was paying attention to her, boldly grabbed the doorknob, trying to push the door open, only to find it locked and she couldn't open it.

Xue Qingyao suddenly felt uncomfortable as if a cat clawed at her heart.

Thinking to herself, Wu Song and Song Mengtian are really cautious.

Even locked the room door.

In their own home, why be so cautious?

Not locking the room door wouldn't matter.

After secretly complaining about it, Xue Qingyao still couldn't just walk away like that.

Her heart was impulsively intense, just wanting to see the scene of Wu Song and Song Mengtian's act.

The scene must be extremely beautiful.

Unfortunately, she could only imagine these things.

At the moment, anxious and uncomfortable, she resorted to scratching her ears and cheeks, one hand uncontrollably slid down to her crotch, rubbing through her pants.

Just a few strokes, her plump hole was seeping water, electric currents spreading out from her hole, making her whole body tingle and swell.

Yet unbeknownst to her, Wu Song had heard the sounds at the door and used his X-ray Vision to observe the scene.

Wu Song instantly became exhilarated.

While fucking Song Mengtian, appreciating her shivering in her police uniform, he could also glance at Xue Qingyao, a top-notch beauty, pleasuring herself.

That feeling.

Really, it's too stimulating.

Just shot, Wu Song hardened again like steel, filling Song Mengtian's small hole completely.

Having just climaxed, Song Mengtian was enjoying the remnants of her orgasm with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, she realized Wu Song's big gun was hardening again.

Startled, she was about to say something, but Wu Song had already spread her legs, pressing them onto his shoulders and started going at it again.

Pah, pah...

The loud sound of flesh hitting flesh rang out again.

Fucking Song Mengtian made her ass tremble continuously, the surges of pleasure made her moan softly, immersing her again.

Wu Song grabbed Song Mengtian's legs, fucking as the sounds got louder.

Outside the door, Xue Qingyao listened with her blood boiling, her fingers practically shredding her crotch.

As Song Mengtian reached her second orgasm, Xue Qingyao outside the door also started trembling, her whole body shaking, nostrils flaring, she entered into a peculiar state.

Not noticing Su Yuyan on the second floor, dressed and looking for them, hiding at the corner, secretly watching Xue Qingyao.

Sweating all over, inexplicably restless, her recently recovered legs were getting weak again, with trickles of honey flowing from between her legs. When she realized, her panties were already cold and soaked.

Su Yuyan felt a surge of shame, quickly pulled back her gaze, not daring to look again.

Leaning against the corner wall, puzzled.

Who is Auntie eavesdropping on?

Wu Song and Song Mengtian?

What are they eavesdropping on?

So much so that Auntie Xue is rubbing herself this way?

Are they having sex inside?

Su Yuyan's heart thumped tightly, her small hole also twitched, honey flowing abundantly, increasingly wet.

Her little hand couldn't resist stretching out to rub her small hole.

Just a little rubbing.

Instantly spread tingling bliss.

Making Su Yuyan, who had never pleasured herself before, somewhat bewildered.

Turns out touching yourself, can be this comfortable?

She held back, sneaking a peek at Xue Qingyao.

No wonder Auntie Xue would touch herself this way.

Really feels so good.

But if really doing it, what would that feel like?

Would it be even more comfortable?

Su Yuyan thought of Wu Song's big gun, that size, really daunting...

If inserted, her small hole is so tiny, wouldn't be comfortable, would be painful, right?

Su Yuyan was conflicted for a moment.

Though she never interacted with men.

But she researched these things.

All said to be quite pleasurable.

Should she try with Wu Song?

"Ah..."

Suddenly, Xue Qingyao's shout came from downstairs.

Startled, Su Yuyan hurriedly released her fingers from rubbing her small hole, rushing to the corner to check the situation downstairs.

Seeing Wu Song and Xue Qingyao facing each other at the guest room door downstairs,

Wu Song looked at Xue Qingyao in astonishment, "Aunt Xue, what's wrong?"

Xue Qingyao's hand was still in her crotch at that moment, rubbing her plump hole, faced with Wu Song's inquiry, she was nervous, sweating all over, her True Qi inside lost its function, unsure how to handle such a scene.

Xue Qingyao instinctively swallowed, glancing at Wu Song's crotch.

Still high as a flagpole.

Xue Qingyao's eyes brightened, gritting her teeth, she boldly grabbed Wu Song's crotch.

Somewhat hastily said, "Wu Song, I want to confirm something."

"Hiss..."

Wu Song inhaled hard from Xue Qingyao's grip, looking down at Xue Qingyao's little hand, already gently and rhythmically rubbing and stroking.

Obviously skilled craftsmen.

Wu Song squinted at Xue Qingyao, "Aunt Xue, what do you want to confirm?"

"It's about this thing of yours, is it real or fake?" Xue Qingyao stared at Wu Song's crotch, eagerly and urgently said.

"How to confirm?" Wu Song was stirred by her little hand, unbearably hot, excited, and heated at the tip.

Also somewhat furious.

Couldn't resist grabbing Xue Qingyao's breast, kneading it.

Xue Qingyao was kneaded into heavy breathing, with dazed eyes, staring at Wu Song, "I want to see it firsthand and taste it."

Wu Song was taken aback, such a confirmation method?

Grinning, he said, "Shall I satisfy Auntie Xue?"

Xue Qingyao eagerly nodded, very excitedly said, "Mm-mm, just satisfy Auntie Xue's curiosity."

Wu Song smiled, "I can satisfy Auntie Xue, but can Auntie Xue also satisfy me?"

"Tell me, as long as I can do it, I will definitely satisfy you." Xue Qingyao urgently said.

"I also want to confirm, is Auntie Xue's here real too? Is there any fake?" Wu Song said, his hand touching Xue Qingyao's crotch.