Chapter 212: Spring Light (8)

[A/N: We are just a few more golden tickets away from reaching a milestone!]

Thick yang essence all shot into the depths of the aunt’s womb. Stream after stream. As if unable to finish shooting. Shot more than twenty times in one breath before finally stopping. Su Mengqing was experiencing an unprecedented climax. Stimulated again by her nephew’s strong and continuous spraying. Even more good until her whole person was about to faint. Actually lightly sobbed. Big beautiful eyes also filled with tears. Wang Yue also felt a burst of tiredness a little stronger than when shooting in sister’s cunt in the afternoon. Body softened. Pressed on Little Aunt’s tender body.

A full more than ten seconds passed before Wang Yue recovered. Looking at Su Mengqing with beautiful eyes containing tears he smiled and asked, "Little Aunt, how about it. Like this surprise I gave you?"

"Still say. Stopped twice in the middle. I almost suffered to death." Su Mengqing said with tender complaint, mouth saying one thing heart another.

"But everything is worth it, right?" Wang Yue smiled. "Look you were even fucked until you cried by me."

"Don’t say!" Su Mengqing said with pretty face red.

Because of her sister’s matter she had forced herself to be strong and independent from childhood. So since understanding she had never cried again. Even last time suffering such heavy injury not a drop of tear fell.

Now she was actually fucked until she cried by her own blood nephew. This was simply too losing face!

Wang Yue smiled wickedly. "Fine. Later I’ll take it easy. Absolutely not let my Little Aunt cry again."

"Stinking boy. I only don’t let you say. Not don’t let you do." Su Mengqing said with tender complaint. The reason she involuntarily cried out was because it was too good. That feeling was simply like drugs. Making people addicted.

"Let me do what?" Wang Yue asked knowingly.

"That is later every time you have to fuck me until I cry. Otherwise don’t let you leave!" Su Mengqing said very domineeringly. "And you also absolutely can’t tell others."

"You’re all sisters. What’s wrong with letting them know." Wang Yue smiled. "At most I’ll fuck them all until they cry too. Then none of you need to laugh at each other."

"Hmph. Bullying us counts as what skill. Have the ability to go fuck your Eldest Aunt until she cries." Su Mengqing hummed once. Originally wanting to further subtly influence Wang Yue. After saying it she felt this seemed quite interesting.

Eldest sister Su Mengyun was the strongest person in Golden Mountain. Uncrowned queen. If she was also fucked until she cried by her blood nephew like herself, that scene would definitely be very fun.

Wang Yue reached out and pinched once on Little Aunt’s breast. Smiled, "How did you become the same as Shanshan. Taking pleasure in pitting sister. If Eldest Aunt knows, see how she cleans you up."

"If you really can fuck her until she cries, then let her know it was me who made you do this, she will only thank me." Su Mengqing said incomparably confidently. That feeling of almost directly dying from the pleasure. She did not believe any woman could resist. Including her queen sister.

The two warmed a moment more. Su Mengqing drove Wang Yue out.

One reason, so many "sisters" were waiting. She did not want to monopolize Wang Yue and become everyone’s public enemy.

Two, she was also afraid if she stayed longer she would not hold and want again. Though the feeling of being fucked until she could not move in one breath by him was very good. That way the later days would have no share for her. Not worth it.

Wang Yue also did not fail Little Aunt’s good intention. Besides Wang Xin, Wang Zhiting, and Wang Jingjing who had not been moved yet or simply could not be moved, he went to each person’s room once. Directly came a clear.

And after thoroughly tasting the stronger pleasure brought by high-quality sex, he did full foreplay with each person before raising the gun. Then deliberately held them back once or twice before letting them release.

So though each only came once, one round also used a full night.

When he incomparably smoothly shot more than twenty streams of semen all into Mom Yan’s womb and tiredly lay in her arms, the sky outside had already brightened.

The reason he ranked Mom Yan last was because she had already been made to climax three times by him yesterday. Naturally needed to give more rest time.

The result equaled giving Mom Yan another wave of welfare.

Knowing Wang Yue had already cleared, Xue Yan said naturally, "Good child. Tired a night. Rest well here with Mom."

Actually Wang Yue’s tiredness after shooting had already disappeared after a few breaths. The whole person now was also full of life.

But he also very liked the feeling of holding his beauty and resting. Especially the big cock that had hardened again below. Though unable to thrust, the feeling of the whole root being wrapped by Mom Yan’s hot little slutty cunt was also a rare enjoyment.

So he did not refuse. Just side-embraced with Xue Yan like this. Xue Yan lifted one sexual beautiful leg and rested it on his waist. The two tightly connected like this and closed their eyes.

Wang Yue now was not tall enough. Xue Yan could hardly feel any sense of reliance from him. But she very enjoyed being held by him like this. Especially the cunt completely stuffed full by his big cock. Making her have a very full warm feeling.

Since her husband went missing three years ago and the hope of returning became more and more remote, Xue Yan thought she would not have that kind of happy feeling this life either.

Unexpectedly now she actually felt it from another man again. And this man was her husband’s own blood son.

That year she gave up her most beloved performing career for Wang Yue’s father. Now she suddenly felt she seemed able to give up his father for Wang Yue.

This feeling made Xue Yan enjoy it very much. But also very afraid.

After all she had always used the reason "with Wang Yue only physical mutual comfort. The one she loves has always only been his father one person" to comfort herself. If besides the body even her spirit fell in love with Wang Yue, then wouldn’t she become a bad woman who betrayed feelings?

Seeming to feel the unease in Mom Yan’s heart, Wang Yue opened his eyes and looked at her and asked, "Mom, what’s wrong?"

Xue Yan sighed faintly and asked, "Son, do you think Mom is a bad woman?"

"How could that be." Wang Yue said properly. "Mom, you’re one of the best women in the world."

"Good in where?" Xue Yan asked a little blankly.

"Good everywhere. Your personality is gentle and generous. Filial to mother-in-law. Friendly to peers. Doting on juniors. For love you can not want status. Give up your own career..." Wang Yue spoke slowly. Counting Xue Yan’s advantages. Finally said, "If I say, you’re not only not bad. Simply great."

Xue Yan was praised by her beloved little man until her heart bloomed. In the end sighed, "But in the end I still betrayed this love."

"No. You didn’t betray love. I believe the person you love most has always been my dad." Wang Yue said seriously.

"Good son. Mom is very happy you say this. But I can’t deceive myself." Xue Yan sighed again. "Now in my heart you’re already more important than your dad."

"This is very normal. I’m your son." Wang Yue smiled. "Between us is kinship. Greater than love. Think. Sister Lan, Sister Ning, and Little Ru. In your heart aren’t they equally important? The only difference between me and them is besides kinship there’s also a layer of physical relation."

Xue Yan thought. Seemed really like this. Though Wang Yue’s weight in her heart was getting heavier and heavier, she had always regarded him as a son. Did not have that feeling of when she was in love with her husband.

But this passion produced based on kinship was stronger than the passion produced because of love. Also more making people addicted.

Because love was produced under certain white special circumstances. From outside to inside. Equivalent to an acquired product. Kinship was from inside to outside. Already deep into the marrow at the start. That was an innate emotion. Infectivity naturally stronger.