The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian

Beneath the thick black hair, the lush juicy valley ran long and narrow, two plump peach petals thick and tender, covering a pink paradise, with nectar gurgling out from the depths of that peachy haven, soaking all the black hairs around and making the entrance look lewd and messy.

Wu Song's big rod immediately grew excited and dripped with anticipation, itching to dive into that cave.

Xue Qingyao, seeing this, instantly reached out with her small hand to grab the tip of his rod, kneading it with excitement and urgency, making the head grow even more flushed and eager.

Wu Song stared at that mysterious cave, his mouth dry, and said, "Aunt Xue, your cave truly is a rare treasure in this world, but I wonder if it's real or not."

Xue Qingyao swallowed, feigning cluelessness, and asked, "Oh, really? How do you plan to check if it's real?"

Wu Song chuckled, "Just let my big rod touch and taste it a little, then I'll know if it's real."

Xue Qingyao felt a heat in her heart: "So you want to touch it… and taste it too?"

Xue Qingyao couldn't quite imagine it—if Wu Song really asked to taste it, should she agree or... agree?

That taste must be wonderful, right?

Wu Song gave a sly laugh: "My way is obviously a bit different from yours."

"Then what's your way?" Xue Qingyao stared at Wu Song with curiosity.

Wu Song looked down at his big rod in her small hand, and said, "My method is simple—let my big rod touch it, then taste it."

Xue Qingyao froze, staring at Wu Song's big rod.

Using this thing to touch and taste?

How do you touch with it?

How do you taste with it?

She looked at Wu Song with curiosity: "Go ahead, try it?"

Wu Song nodded—no problem.

So he let her move her small hand away.

Wu Song grabbed his own big rod, and started rubbing the tip against Xue Qingyao's plump pussy, nudging through her black bush and along her juicy valley,

making the tip slick and wet in no time.

He could feel the warm, moist heat of her valley.

"Mm, warm and slippery—not like a fake... Only, not sure if the inside is fake. Gotta stick it in to be sure." Wu Song said with a straight face, holding his big rod with the tip against Xue Qingyao's little pussy, waiting for her answer.

Xue Qingyao's heart burned, already impatient, and seeing Wu Song acting all serious, she played along: "If that's the case, then stick it in and see for yourself."

Wu Song nodded with a grin: "Aunt Xue, you really value honesty—say it, do it. I'm coming in then."

Xue Qingyao thought to herself, hurry up and get in, I've been waiting too long already.

But on the surface she kept a serious face: "A person should keep their word, so go ahead."

"Alrighty."

With that, Wu Song grabbed his big rod, planted his hips, and pushed the tip into her waiting entrance.

"Oh…"

Xue Qingyao's eyes went wide, staring in shock as the big rod slid inch by inch into her plump pussy, stretching the two petals apart in a dramatic bloom, engulfing his shaft, and forcing bursts of nectar to squeeze out and flow freely.

"It's so big…"

Xue Qingyao couldn't help but moan softly.

She'd known Wu Song was big—she'd tasted it with her mouth before, it was huge.

But she hadn't expected, with it actually inside her little pussy, just how outrageous it felt.

It was like being skewered, her whole self strung like sugar-coated hawthorn.

The feeling defied description—sore, full, numb and itchy, yet she secretly wished he'd thrust even deeper.

Wu Song finally sank in to the hilt, hitting the bottom.

He pressed right against the heart of her flower.

But he didn't move any further.

Instead, he stared at Xue Qingyao and said, "Aunt Xue, now I can confirm it—your fat cunt is the real deal!"

Xue Qingyao shot Wu Song a coquettish glare and complained, "What are you saying? Can you watch your language? Don't be so crude."

"Aunt Xue doesn't like me being rough?" Wu Song grinned wickedly, giving his big rod a little jerk inside her.

Xue Qingyao's plump pussy tingled at once, craving for Wu Song to finally fuck her properly.

But Wu Song only grinned and stayed still, waiting for her answer.

Xue Qingyao flashed a seductive smile: "Of course Auntie likes you rough. Not just rough, I want it hard and long-lasting. Can you satisfy me?"

"Haha…" Wu Song laughed, "Aunt Xue, you really know me—listing all my good points like that."

Xue Qingyao blanked for a second, then giggled too, her breasts shaking so much Wu Song's mouth went dry. Glancing at Xue Qingyao, he said with a grin, "These tits of yours seem real too, mind if I check?"

Xue Qingyao gave a sultry smile: "Of course. Go ahead and try."

Wu Qing grinned slyly, grabbed a breast and kneaded it until it was soft and shapely, teasing the tip till it was stiff and proud,

Wu Song bent down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, and with just a little suction, Xue Qingyao let out a soft moan, her eyes burning as she stared at Wu Song, her stomach twitching as she used her fat pussy to grind on Wu Song's rod.

Wu Song looked down in surprise and said, "Aunt Xue, what's wrong? Are you okay? Does it feel bad with me inside you?"

"It's itchy—maybe move a little? Scratch that itch for me?" Xue Qingyao asked, looking uncomfortable.

She really did seem itchy for it.

Wu Song nodded: "Alright, I'm a doctor after all—relieving pain and saving the suffering is my calling. Helping Aunt Xue with your troubles, that's what I should do."

After saying that, Wu Song started thrusting in and out.

Slowly, he pumped harder and faster, plowing through Xue Qingyao's thick black bush, pressing against the hidden Celestial Fragrant Green Youth below.

Xue Qingyao immediately started to moan, her excitement making her roll her hips, fat pussy grinding against Wu Song's big rod.

Waves of pleasure crashed over her.

Making Xue Qingyao breathe faster and harder, unable to contain her excitement, grabbing Wu Song's head and pulling him to suck her other breast.

Wu Song licked one nipple, holding Xue Qingyao's legs—so slim and long—lifting them easily, hooking her legs around his waist, making his thrusts even deeper and harder.

Wu Song let go of Xue Qingyao's breast, lifted up both her legs, squishing that fat pussy even wider and fuller, gripping Wu Song's rod so tightly he nearly shot his load right then and there.

"Aunt Xue, I suspect your fat pussy might be a little fake," Wu Song suddenly said.

Xue Qingyao was getting thoroughly fucked, eyes narrowed in pleasure, but Wu Song's words made her pause: "What do you mean? How would it be fake?"

"If it wasn't fake, how could it be this wet and this tight?" Wu Song raised an eyebrow, pounding her faster.

The sound of skin slapping echoed with each thrust.

Xue Qingyao was bouncing from the impact, yet smiled proudly, "Auntie was born this way—always dripping wet and tight. Is that so wrong?"

"You're really born this way?" Wu Song challenged.

"Of course," Xue Qingyao nodded.

"But what if you're lying?" Wu Song teased.

"If I'm lying? Then you can fuck me a hundred more times!" Xue Qingyao winked with a slutty grin, then rolled over, trying to get on top for a reverse cowgirl.

Wu Song squinted, "Aunt Xue, what are you up to?"

"Let me get on and ride for a while," Xue Qingyao gazed at Wu Song urgently, eyes full of longing.

"Oh? You just agreed to let me fuck you a hundred times?" Wu Song said, grabbing Xue Qingyao's ass and pulling her on top, making her arch her fat hips and slide her plump pussy down onto his big rod, swallowing it a bit at a time.