The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian

The door handle turned again.

Su Yuyan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, suddenly tense.

Afraid that when the door opened, Wu Song and Xue Qingyao would be staring at her.

That would be incredibly awkward.

Su Yuyan deliberately waited for a moment.

Inside, Wu Song and Xue Qingyao showed no abnormality.

Only then did she sneak closer to the door slit.

Peeking inside.

She saw Wu Song pressing down on Xue Qingyao's buttocks, moving back and forth, thrusting, that thick organ entering and exiting Xue Qingyao's opening, drawing out streams of honey-like liquid wrapping around the shaft.

Su Yuyan's heart tightened, feeling as if that shaft was piercing into her own heart.

That sensation.

Made Su Yuyan shiver all over, tingling like an electric shock.

Waves of heat surged from within her, flowing to her abdomen, gathering below.

Becoming honey-fluid, seeping out little by little from her own slit.

"Ouch."

Su Yuyan softly murmured under her breath, hurriedly shifting her hips for more comfort in the crotch.

Yet her eyes couldn't bear to leave the crack in the door.

Gazing fixedly at Wu Song and Xue Qingyao.

At this moment, Wu Song was pressing Xue Qingyao's buttocks, thrusting rapidly.

The pace was very fast.

It seemed to be getting faster and faster.

"Ah... Wu Song, you, you're amazing, I'm, I'm about to come!" Xue Qingyao couldn't help but moan softly.

Wu Song slapped Xue Qingyao's buttocks again, speeding up once more, making Su Yuyan wonder if her eyes had a problem.

Because she seemed to see double.

Wu Song was simply too fast.

Her gaze couldn't keep up.

"Ah... so good, so comfortable, I'm there..."

Xue Qingyao's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

Her whole body shuddered, her buttocks clenched tight, pushing firmly against Wu Song.

Wu Song also pushed forcefully against Xue Qingyao's buttocks, trembling as he released inside.

The powerful impact made Xue Qingyao roll her eyes in pleasure.

Lying on the bed, twitching, not willing to move a finger.

Wu Song continued moving with great satisfaction, his shaft rubbing inside Xue Qingyao's slit.

Enjoying the afterglow.

Wu Song enjoyed Xue Qingyao's plump slit.

Yet from the corner of his eye, he noticed Su Yuyan peeping.

The thrill made Wu Song exceptionally excited.

Holding Xue Qingyao's buttocks, not hurried to pull out.

Instead, he pushed in another time.

Feeling Wu Song intended to start again, Xue Qingyao panicked.

"No more, Wu Song, I can't take it, stop!" Xue Qingyao lifted her head in panic, pleading with Wu Song.

Wu Song glanced at Xue Qingyao with doubt: "Well, aren't you a Martial Artist? How come you're so vulnerable?"

Xue Qingyao smiled seductively: "I just wanted to enjoy simple pleasure, so I didn't use True Qi."

"Then you can try using it because I'm not satisfied yet." Wu Song continued pumping, ordering Xue Qingyao.

"Ah? Didn't you already release?" Xue Qingyao was puzzled.

"Then tell me, am I soft?" Wu Song said proudly.

"Doesn't seem like it." Xue Qingyao showed a helpless expression.

"Then why don't you activate the True Qi quickly?" Wu Song urged Xue Qingyao.

Xue Qingyao helplessly had to activate True Qi to enhance her resistance, enduring Wu Song's thrusts.

Wu Song sensed Su Yuyan still peeping and became even more excited and vigorous.

Gradually, Wu Song made Xue Qingyao turn over, inserting the shaft into Xue Qingyao's mouth.

Xue Qingyao opened her mouth to withstand Wu Song's thrusts.

With True Qi circulating, her throat vibrated, even more stimulating than her fertile slit, making Wu Song roar with pleasure.

Xue Qingyao was herself drawn in, seeming unusually excited, with one hand reaching down to stimulate her own slit for comfort.

And Su Yuyan, peeking at the door, also trembled with excitement, one hand reaching into her panties, starting to touch herself.

Her face flushed, breath trembling,

The whole person seemed very agitated.

Wu Song let out a low growl, thrusting wildly.

Xue Qingyao couldn't hold it, retching continuously.

But Wu Song did not stop, instead accelerating incessantly.

Pleasure waves quickly attacked.

"I'm about to release!"

Wu Song warned Xue Qingyao.

"I'll release in your mouth." Wu Song said again.

Xue Qingyao, rolling her eyes, was too drained to speak, just nodding slightly without words.

Wu Song roared excitedly: "Okay, I'm coming!"

Su Yuyan, peeking at the door, also let out a soft moan, at the brink of climax.

Wu Song suddenly held Xue Qingyao's mouth, releasing in staccato bursts.

Filling Xue Qingyao's mouth completely.

Almost unable to hold it and spilling out.

Despite trying to endure, a thread still trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Like milk dribbling out.

The scene, indescribably intimate.

Su Yuyan, peeping at the door, shivered, breathing tremulously.

She climaxed as well.

Her eyes fixed on Wu Song's shaft, as if Wu Song didn't release into Xue Qingyao's mouth but into her own slit.

Making her whole person excited, captivated, legs going weak to the point where she slid straight to the ground, yet unwilling to leave the vision of Wu Song from the door slit.

That masculinely strong body, the robust and mighty shaft, all imprinted like a brand in her heart, captivating her, hard to extricate.

Wu Song noticed Su Yuyan's state, feeling proud.

He withdrew the shaft from Xue Qingyao's mouth.

Xue Qingyao instantly swallowed the essence in one gulp.

Yet, a trace was still on her lips.

She wasn't aware.

Wu Song mischievously didn't remind her.

"It's really delicious!" Xue Qingyao exclaimed, gazing at Wu Song in surprise: "Didn't expect your essence to be so delicious, makes me feel warm and comfortable all over after drinking it."

Wu Song gave a smug smile: "Of course, look whose essence it is."

Xue Qingyao gazed mistily at Wu Song: "Mmm, indeed extraordinary, Auntie truly likes it!"

Wu Song chuckled, wiping his shaft with a tissue, saying: "I think that's enough, right?"

Xue Qingyao sighed: "Yes, enough, I've been thoroughly satisfied."

Wu Song laughed, retreating back to his base.

Xue Qingyao still lay on the bed, sighed: "Let me rest a bit more. You really wore me out."

Wu Song chuckled, got up, and headed out.

At the doorway, Su Yuyan who sat limply on the ground, suddenly snapped alert, quickly standing up in fear, seemingly just recalling her mission.

For a moment, she was at a loss.

Seeing the open room door, a flash of insight hit her, she grabbed the door handle, closed the door decisively, knocking to cover the sound of it shutting, calling out: "Little Aunt, come out for tea. By the way, is Brother Song with you? I couldn't find him just a moment ago."

Xue Qingyao glanced at Wu Song: "Wu Song is here, he was just applying scar ointment for me."

Saying this, she quickly straightened her underwear, let down her skirt, and came down to the ground.

"Yes, Tian Tian and I are having tea on the balcony. Why don't you join us?" Su Yuyan laughed.

"Oh, alright."

Xue Qingyao agreed, looking at Wu Song: "Shall we? Go out for tea?"

Wu Song glanced at the milky residue at the corner of Xue Qingyao's mouth, chuckling: "Then let's go, have some tea."