Now it was completely different—Su Muyun was stroking it on her own, and she was doing it right in front of her sister. The stimulation and excitement were on a whole other level.
Su Muchen watched her little sister pump up and down, and she joined in, leaning over proactively to kiss Lin Hao.
Su Muyun bounced up and down, feeling that thick rod ravaging inside her, but her eyes were fixed on her sister and Lin Hao, tangled together—a kind of indescribable sensory thrill.
After all, Lin Hao had just kissed her—and swallowed her saliva—and now he was eating her own sister's saliva. That thought made her even more excited, and she pumped even harder.
Lin Hao held Su Muchen as he tasted her sweet tongue, and his legs and waist stayed stiff and strong, giving Su Muyun an upward force, transmitted directly into her body through that thick rod.
Every time, he managed to reach the deepest petals of his ex-wife, as if he was going to tear the flower apart.
Men were just like that—at the thought of another man fucking his ex-wife someday, he felt the urge to ruin her cave, not letting anyone else taste this delicate blossom.
Lin Hao was in the same headspace now—ruin this ex-wife, wishing he could ram right through her.
Because of how hard and thick his rod was, every time Su Muyun sank down, it pierced right into her soul, slamming into her tender petals, making her climax over and over again.
As her delicate body undulated, the two soft snowy peaks on her chest swayed, sending out ripples—a truly stunning sight.
Lin Hao reached out, grabbing her two soft mounds and kneading them hard, while his lower body matched her rhythm, thrusting upward forcefully, as if he could lift her into the clouds.
After hundreds of up-and-down strokes, Su Muyun felt the first wave of climax incoming, and her movements suddenly quickened.
"Ah... ah... ahhhh... ahhhhh... So good... I'm cumming... I can't take it..."
Su Muyun gasped sweetly, her body convulsing, legs beginning to tremble, the tight passage below clenching again and again, waves of heat rolling through her.
Lin Hao felt that his thick rod was being drenched in honey inside her core, feeling her waves of climax—but clenching his teeth, he held back from erupting himself.
After the afterglow of her climax, Su Muyun collapsed weakly into Lin Hao's embrace, as if she didn't have any more strength to fight.
But Lin Hao wasn't about to let her off yet—he pushed aside the bowls and chopsticks in front of her, made her place both hands on the table, and got ready to enter her from behind.
Su Muyun saw Lin Hao still wanted to fuck her, and instantly felt so embarrassed, her face crumpling as she pleaded, "It's not convenient here! What if someone comes in? Let's go back and do it there?"
"Go back for what? I haven't put out my fire yet." Lin Hao forcefully pressed her onto the table, then lifted up her skirt.
The long skirt was yanked up just like that, exposing two snowy, plump cheeks, crooked panties, and two glistening reddish folds dripping with abalone juice.
Lin Hao eyed the two red tender folds, still smeared with juices of passion, and without hesitation pulled her panties aside, aimed his thick rod at her Fairy Cave, and with a squelch thrust himself in.
"Ah... ah... not so rough..."
Su Muyun cried out, obviously because his thick rod was hitting her deepest point.
Su Muchen watched her little sister getting fucked again and felt heartache, holding Lin Hao tight and sweetly whining, "Easy, okay? Little Sis can't take it..."
"How could she not? We've done it plenty. Your sister's stamina is strong." Lin Hao smirked wickedly and drove his hips hard.
Su Muyun felt the thick rod hit her deepest spot again, couldn't help clutching the edge of the table, struggling to support herself.
But as she turned her head, she saw her own sister watching her exposed folds, making her even shyer—her cheeks blushed even deeper.
Su Muchen watched her little sister's tiny cave getting pounded by that thick rod and could do nothing to stop it—she wished she could stand up and shield her sister from the onslaught.
"Ah... ahhh..." Su Muyun moaned.
"Go easy—she can't take it... Or you could fuck me instead?" Su Muchen whispered flirtatiously in Lin Hao's ear.
Lin Hao gave her a devilish grin, wrapped his arm around her waist, and chuckled, "Don't worry, once I finish with your sister, I'll fuck you to death, you horny little minx!"
"Let's not do it here, can't we go back? What if someone catches us, it'll be bad." Su Muchen begged, her face looking miserable.
"No way, I'm gonna shoot one in you before we leave." Lin Hao was determined for a round with her.
"You're such a bastard, why do you want to shoot it in me?" Su Muchen blushed shyly.
"If it's not you, it's your sister. You decide." While he thrust into Su Muyun, Lin Hao tugged down the off-shoulder dress Su Muchen wore, exposing her two soft mounds.
"Then do me. Little Sis really can't take it." Su Muchen leaned in of her own accord, letting Lin Hao play with her snowy breasts.
Inside the private room, Su Muyun gripped the edge of the table with trembling hands, arching her butt as much as she could. Behind her, Lin Hao—with his pants and panties down at his knees, his bare ass exposed—was pounding her hard.
Su Muchen was held tight in Lin Hao's arms, while he squeezed and fondled her full, soft breasts—the two peaks constantly reshaping in his grip.
Just seeing this scene was enough to make anyone's blood boil.
"Ahhhh... I can't... Stop... Ahhh... I can't take it..."
Su Muyun felt herself cumming again, her ass wriggling, juices squirting out of her passage once more.
Lin Hao pulled out his thick rod, pressed Su Muchen onto the table, yanked up her skirt, pulled down her panties, and was about to fuck her.
Su Muchen knew she wouldn't escape either, but at least she could share some of the fire for her little sister. She arched her ass, offering two juicy red folds for Lin Hao to feast his eyes upon.
Lin Hao's slick, wet rod—still streaked with Su Muyun's fluids—aimed for Su Muchen's tight opening, and with a powerful thrust, he plunged straight into her body.
"Ahhh... ah... huff..."
Su Muchen moaned in pleasure.
After all, the thick rod was smeared in lube, and her own honey hole had already leaked plenty in the foreplay.
So when the rod entered, there was little resistance, sliding straight to the deepest petals inside.
Su Muyun lay face-down on the table, turning her cheek to look at her sister beside her—even she couldn't escape Lin Hao the bastard's hands, filling her heart with a sense of grief and frustration she couldn't describe.
For a woman to survive in the officialdom, it really was too tough!
But so long as her sister could become deputy county chief—even if both sisters became Lin Hao's playthings—she'd accept it.
Su Muchen also looked at her little sister, but her eyes were filled with excitement and thrill, and she even reached out to gently wipe the sweat from her sister's brow, full of tenderness.