Chapter 137

Is she some hidden mole? Who exactly is she?

Driven by intense curiosity, Song Ning abruptly pushed open the iron gate, only to see a figure dressed in a black robe, with their head hidden in the hood, making it impossible to tell who it was.

Song Ning leaped and pounced on the person, pinning her firmly beneath him, leaving her no chance to escape.

Who are you?!

Song Ning recklessly lifted the black hood, only to find a blurry face underneath. It was like a blurry photo taken out of focus. One moment it looked like the prostitute Xiao Juan, the next it looked like the flight attendant Han Jingwen, and then it seemed to have turned into the little girl Li Yushan. Song Ning wondered if she was seeing things. How could it be the two of them?

As a result, his face changed again.

“This is… [the doctor]?”

Song Ning had only seen the doctor’s appearance a few times, but he had a deep impression of him. However, he never thought that the doctor might be a mole.

Song Ning suddenly felt dizzy. In her daze, she felt an irresistible force coming from beneath her. She was actually swapped with the person whose face was blurred, and was now pinned down by her.

“Little brat~~ Let your big brother taste your big meat stick!”

The woman spoke in Han Jingwen’s tone, but her eyes held the same eager look a doctor would have upon seeing a prey.

“Brother~~ Yushan has been doing oral sex with a lot of customers, brother, try it and see if it feels good!”

She held the erect penis and spoke with a smile. Her voice sounded like Li Yushan’s, but her appearance and tone were more like those of the prostitute Xiao Juan. Song Ning was trying to figure out who she was when the woman’s voice changed again:

“Wow… such a big penis! I wish it would be this big even if it were made into a specimen!”

She opened her small mouth and swallowed his penis. The tight, enveloping suction brought Song Ning intense pleasure, making her mind, which was already confused between reality and dreams, even more chaotic. She drowsily fell into darkness again.

When Song Ning regained consciousness, he felt as if warm, moist air was surrounding his face. He tried to wave it away, but instead, he hugged a soft, round, fleshy mound. He then opened his sore eyes and saw a snow-white buttocks and a pink, moist vulva dripping with vaginal fluid. It was his girlfriend, whom he knew all too well.

“Honey~~ Waaah…you’re finally…wake up??”

“I…mmm…want to eat…ooh…big cock!”

“Little mouth…slurp…it’s overflowing!”

It turned out that his girlfriend had somehow ended up lying on top of him, sucking his penis. Song Ning also felt a little thirsty, and looking at her drooling vulva, he opened his mouth wide and bit down on her dripping genitals.

The only sounds in the room were sucking and swallowing. If one didn’t see the scene of passion, one would think the two were enjoying a hearty meal after being starved for a long time.

After the two of them had been licking each other for a while, Zhao Yi suddenly stopped and said pitifully:

“Honey~~ My mouth is so sore…”

Song Ning was somewhat surprised:

“You’ve only been doing it for a short while? And you’re already done?”

Zhao Yi:

“Before you woke up, they had been eating for ages! They even took tons of photos with the big dick and updated their Twitter, hehe!!”

Song Ning:

“Your mouth must be sore, have you had enough?”

Zhao Yi:

“I haven’t had enough~ I want my husband to be fiercer, I still want to eat what he ejaculates…”

Song Ning:

“Be fiercer? Is that how it is?”

He raised one leg, bent it, and placed his foot on Zhao Yi’s head, slowly pressing down with force.

Zhao Yi’s head was forced close to the still-spitting cock, her mouth filled with the glans being shoved deeper and deeper, and she could only make muffled sounds:

“Waaaaah… Ah Hong (husband), waaaah… Koko Ang (just like that)… Ugh… So good!”

When Song Ning heard his girlfriend start retching, he quickly moved his feet away, which allowed Zhao Yi to expel his penis and catch her breath.

Song Ning:

Is that so? Do you like it?

Zhao Yi:

“Mmm! I love it! Honey~~ Again, my pussy too~~”

Song Ning:

“You little slut, you’re getting more and more wanton!”

He held his girlfriend’s buttocks tightly, spreading them apart to reveal her tender, fresh vulva. He brought his mouth to taste it, then bent and lifted one leg again, repeating the same action.

The two were in a slightly awkward position, but fortunately Song Ning’s physical fitness and flexibility had improved, which allowed him to satisfy his girlfriend’s needs with ease.

No matter how hard Zhao Yi tried to give Song Ning a deep throat, she couldn’t get any semen out. Even when Song Ning thrust his hips, it didn’t work. Her sore cheeks couldn’t provide a tight, enveloping or sucking sensation, so Zhao Yi had no choice but to give up in despair.

Song Ning comforted his somewhat disappointed girlfriend:

“Darling, it’s not your fault. I just want to fuck your pussy. Lie down and I’ll feed you my cum after I’ve fucked you until you feel good.”

Zhao Yi finally mustered her strength, rolled off Song Ning, and hugged her legs with both hands, saying in a pitiful voice:

“Alright then… but husband, you have to ejaculate more, half into my pussy and half to feed me!”

Song Ning got up and pressed himself against his girlfriend, and soon the room was filled with Zhao Yi’s alluring moans…