The Invincible Son-in-law

Chapter 840: Chosen to Devour

Mengzhu's two plump, juicy, tender snatches had gone all these years without anyone tasting them; inside, so much nectar had been secreted.

Lin Hao's tongue acted as if it had a mind of its own, brushing back and forth along that slit. The tip of his tongue slowly pushed deeper, gliding across more soft flesh, teasing even more sensitive spots.

This top-notch service brought her an incomparable rush of pleasure, hitting her right in her soul, her body's every cell seemed to be cheering and jumping with joy.

The beauty pressed Lin Hao's head firmly with both hands, steadying her trembling, delicate frame. Her little mouth hung open, letting out captivating, soul-shaking moans. Her upper body shuddered every so often, and her big, tender tits trembled nonstop.

Lin Hao's tongue slid and stroked up and down, feeling the overlapping layers of soft flesh inside, making her pussy secrete even more nectar, which slowly leaked out.

He went even further—he took her plump pussy lips into his mouth, sucking and swirling, then plunged his tongue deep inside, rough and greedy, slurping up her juicy cunt.

"Mmm… so good… ah ah ah… Lin Hao… don't… mmm… it tickles… ah mmm… I… ah ah ah…"

Under her moaning breaths, the beauty openly begged for more. Her lust was clearly set ablaze.

Lin Hao didn't keep stimulating her, but stood up and pressed her down.

In that instant, as he rose, a twenty-centimeter-long, thick as a cup Golden Cudgel emerged from the water, like a sea dragon breaking free, pointing straight at the sky, ready to devour its prey.

Mengzhu knew what Lin Hao wanted, knelt in the tub, and opened her mouth to take in that big rod.

Lin Hao felt her mouth hot and wet, with powerful suction, as if she might suck out his very soul.

"Slurp… slurp… slurp slurp…"

The beauty opened her little mouth, licking and sucking, taking deep, hungry mouthfuls of his fat cock.

With every lick and gulp, a tingly, numbing rush spread from the head down through his whole body, shooting right to his skull, making his scalp shiver with pleasure.

This time, Lin Hao gripped her head, thrusting forcefully.

That thick rod stretched her mouth into a wide 'O', plunging deep into her throat every time, making her whimper and groan nonstop.

She slapped Lin Hao's thigh hard, telling him to pull that big rod out fast, afraid he'd jam her throat too much.

Lin Hao didn't force her to deep throat, not wanting to hurt her, instead controlling depth and speed, reining himself in, treating her as gently as he could.

If anyone truly cherished a beauty, only Lin Hao, facing his first love, could actually show it.

All the women he'd fucked before—most were half resisting, half yielding and got taken by force. Some played coy then gave in, others traded body for favors and rules.

Watching his first love give him mind-blowing head right before his eyes, Lin Hao felt satisfaction overflow in both body and soul.

Mengzhu sucked and stroked him at the same time, twirling her tongue around the head, teasing the tip and smashing it against the ridge and slit with the very end of her tongue.

This woman really knew how to live.

Soon, Lin Hao felt the urge to erupt, unable to hold back any longer.

He stood up, pinned the beauty against the wall, holding his thick rod, lining it up with the mouth of her Fairy Cave.

Mengzhu knew Lin Hao was about to fuck her, holding the wall with both hands, dropping her hips low and sticking her ass high, doing her best to help Lin Hao thrust in.

Lin Hao saw the beauty was ready and thrust his hips forward, the head of his massive rod—about half the size of a clenched fist—parted her tight passage, slowly penetrating the girl's body.

When that thick, more than twenty-centimeter-long Golden Cudgel drove deep into her inner sanctum, the beauty felt filled and utterly satisfied, tilting her neck back to let out a moan of pure pleasure and comfort.

Her body now arched like a bow, with two magnificent, supple snow peaks—like a pair of enormous coconuts—hanging from her slender waist, making one truly worry if that willow-thin waist could bear their weight.

As Lin Hao began to thrust, those two coconuts quivered and swayed back and forth, like two mischievous children playing on a vine.

Pooled in the beauty's lovely eyes was nothing but tenderness and innocence, her slightly parted lips breathing out continuous, satisfied whimpers.

"Mmm… so good… ah… gentle… ah… come on… I want… I want you… aah, aah, aah…"

Fang Mengzhu's twisting moans made it clear she found Lin Hao still not wild or rough enough.

Lin Hao understood the beauty's craving for ultimate pleasure; his hands gripped her slender waist, and he started moving faster and harder, the tempo steadily mounting.

Pa pa pa…

The deafening sounds of flesh smacking and plunging echoed through the entire bathroom.

Inside the wet, slippery little naughty cave, the pressure squeezing and wrapping him from all sides made every one of Lin Hao's pores cheer in ecstasy.

No wonder she's known as a once-in-a-generation masterpiece!

Fang Mengzhu's Nine-Curves Corridor twisted and turned like winding mountain paths—tight and sinuous—injecting every cycle with a sense of meandering delight.

Determined to conquer this first love entirely, Lin Hao gripped that slender waist like a pile-driver, slamming in with relentless force, every thrust landing deep, battering her tender petals again and again.

Under this wild onslaught, Fang Mengzhu's body seemed about to fall apart, her mind blank and reeling, replying to Lin Hao's demands with nothing but raw, instinctual surrender.

"Ah, ah, ah… so good… too wild… howwwl… slower… you're pounding me senseless… ah, ah, ah… I'm coming… ahh, ahh, ahh…"

With the beauty's hoarse, desperate cries, her secret passage began to contract in waves, and scalding hot nectar burst out, splashing again and again onto his massive rod.

But determined to utterly fuck this first love into submission, he bit his lip and stubbornly refused to cum.

Fang Mengzhu rode the crest of her first orgasm, collapsing limply, her butt dropping to the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath, fragrant sweat covering her body.

Lin Hao wiped a bead of sweat from the corner of her brow and said, "Mengzhu, come on, let's change positions—put your legs on the side of the tub."

Just moments before, it was in this same posture Lin Hao had hungrily sucked on her Fairy Cave, making her overflow with sweet nectar.

Lin Hao lifted one of her legs, crouching slightly, reached down to stroke her plump, tender lips, then guided his thick rod into the beauty's Fairy Cave once more.

Fang Mengzhu could only feel how massive that Golden Cudgel was, as if it was already prodding her lower belly, making her arch instinctively to lessen the ache below.

Pa pa pa…

Lin Hao held her slim waist, thrusting rapidly, driving into her deepest recess with every plunge, colliding with that cluster of soft, yielding flesh.

Her Fairy Cave, already messy and muddied, now overflowed with viscous honey, like a faucet turned on all the way, threatening never to run dry.

Another round—over a hundred fierce thrusts—their entwined bodies growing ever more wild, leaving the place where they joined in total, delicious chaos.