The Invincible Son-in-law

Lin Hao leaned back on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the stunningly beautiful and alluring mature woman, gaze lingering on her towering, perky snow white peaks.

No doubt about it, Li Jingyi's chest was exceptionally full and round. Having just showered, she wore no bra underneath, and two tempting nipples poked enticingly through.

Honestly, men just love that sort of half-concealed, half-revealed feeling. If she were truly naked, maybe it wouldn't even be this arousing.

Staring at those luscious curves, Lin Hao couldn't help recalling that scene in the kitchen between Xie Wenxin and Liao Jiarong, and immediately his desire flared up.

Especially when he thought of a stunning, hungry widow like Xie Wenxin—if she was in his bed, that would surely be an experience of its own; just thinking about it made him even harder below.

Of course, Li Jingyi had caught the longing in his eyes. She rolled her eyes at him and teased, "You little perv, what are you staring at?"

"Ms. Jingyi, it's only been a few days, but why do they seem so much bigger? Have you been secretly playing with them yourself?" Lin Hao's gaze was brazen, and he grinned mischievously.

"Cut it out—if you've got something to say, just say it." Li Jingyi knew he must have something important, so she walked over slowly.

Lin Hao reached out and grabbed her delicate hand, giving her a gentle tug and pulling the beautiful mature woman into his arms.

"Stop fooling around. Tell me, what did you want at this hour?" Li Jingyi struggled half-heartedly for a moment, then obediently settled into his embrace.

After so many days without holding this gorgeous woman, Lin Hao wasn't shy at all—his big hand went straight for those voluptuous, passionate mounds, kneading them right through her nightgown.

Li Jingyi knew there was no fighting him, so she let him play with her proud breasts. Her gaze was soft as water as she looked at her handsome younger lover, thinking he seemed even more manly now.

Women have needs too. Living here alone, only this shameless younger man occasionally satisfied her cravings; otherwise, how else could her lonely body and soul ever feel fulfilled?

Even just a few caresses through the thin nightgown made Li Jingyi's body start to heat up, her desire fully awakened by his touch.

Holding the beautiful woman slumped in his arms, spring fever blooming on her face, Lin Hao couldn't resist lowering his head to kiss her cherry lips.

"Mmm… mmm…" Li Jingyi wrapped her arms around his neck, responding passionately.

She eagerly slipped out her soft tongue, entwining it with Lin Hao's, greedily tasting his saliva—not at all disgusted, in fact finding it sweet.

Ever since her divorce, she'd thrown herself into her career, never expecting—by a twist of fate—to get entangled with such a handsome young puppy.

If Lin Hao weren't so good-looking, she probably wouldn't have continued with him, much less promoted him as her right hand.

But after she'd experienced Lin Hao's thick rod, her body was completely conquered—and with his obvious work talents, their connection naturally deepened even more.

At this point, she needed Lin Hao, both physically and professionally. Plus, she couldn't get enough of being ruthlessly pounded by his cock—that was the only thing that could truly satisfy her inner cravings.

Tasting the beauty's sweet tongue, Lin Hao squeezed her snowy peaks with one hand, feeling that unique softness and bounce, his own arousal swelling even more.

"Should we go to the bed?" Li Jingyi wasn't interested in doing it on the sofa; she figured the bed would be so much more comfortable.

"Sure!" Lin Hao scooped her up in his arms, then stood and carried her toward the bedroom.

On the big bed in the bedroom, Lin Hao had stripped off everything but his undies. He pinned the beautiful secretary beneath him, pulling down the straps of her nightgown, feasting on her breasts and nipples.

Li Jingyi watched as the little puppy slowly licked her nipples, her hand stroking his head as if feeding her own child.

But the waves of pleasure from her nipples kept crashing into her brain, making her moan softly, unable to hold back.

"Mmm… mmm… bad boy… be gentle… don't bite too hard… ah… ah…"

Lin Hao looked up at the beauty, eyes glazed and already aroused, and softened his sucking, filled with tenderness.

At the same time, he tugged her nightgown lower, and used his toes to slip it off, his hand moving to stroke her flat, delicate belly.

His five fingers splayed like a cat's paw, tracing lightly across her white, smooth stomach, like thousands of ants crawling over the sexy woman's skin—her body shivered, and the fire in her heart seemed to ignite all at once.

Lin Hao could tell his gorgeous lover hadn't had Zuo Ai for days; her body seemed even more sensitive now—a sign of how empty and lonely she was inside, desperate for a man's comfort.

So he became even gentler, flicking her nipples with his tongue, swirling circles on her plump, perky chest, his tongue curling in and out like a cow grazing on grass.

His hand caressed her stomach over and over, like a cat scratching at her, making the mature beauty twist and writhe in pleasure, her body squirming like a beautiful serpent in its death throes.

That itching, tingling sensation made Li Jingyi feel itchy deep inside her secret passage too. Unable to help herself, she squeezed her thighs together, rubbing herself up and down.

Suddenly, Lin Hao's hand slid lower, slipping into her panties, stroking her most mysterious, grassy secret garden.

His beauty's bush wasn't very thick, arranged neatly to the sides. That protruding pink bud was quite large, and as the soft petals were spread open, the inner lips showed beneath.

After all, as a mature woman with plenty of experience—and already pounded many times by Lin Hao—she wasn't as tight as a virgin, not just a slender slit, but slightly opened up.

Lin Hao didn't get caught up in her pubic hair, instead sliding his fingers directly over her tender pink cleft, savoring the soft, delicate flesh within.

When his fingers rubbed her tender inner walls, his beauty's thighs clamped tight, her body shuddered—and a surge of pleasure shot from below, making her whole body tense.

That soul-stirring ecstasy spread through her instantly, straight to her brain—her scalp tingled, her mind went totally blank.

"Mmm… mmm… that's so good… ah… you little perv… gentle… when you finger me… ah ah…"

Li Jingyi cried out wantonly as Lin Hao began to finger her deep inside.

The sensation of his fingers digging and teasing like earthworms made her down below itchier and hotter, her inner walls pulsating, slick nectar flowing out in streams.

Lin Hao fingered her as he feasted on her proud breasts, hands all over her, bombarding her with pleasure from above and below, each wave higher than the last.

Li Jingyi's eyes grew glazed, her mouth half open, panting and moaning, her cries like a cuckoo's song, like a nightingale's call—filling the entire room.