Chapter 38: Filled Until It Leaked
Zhao Wei was fully hard again—throbbing, heavy, coated in spit and anticipation.
Xue Lan wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, then licked it clean, her eyes never leaving the thick cock swaying in front of her. Her lips were red and swollen, cheeks flushed from the effort of taking him that deep. She looked euphoric.
Lin Mu remained kneeling at the base of the bed, face glistening with her slick and Zhao Wei's cum. He had swallowed every drop she ordered him to clean, licking her pussy raw until no trace remained—except the heat, the soreness, the stretch that hadn't faded.
She was ready again.
"On your back," she told Zhao Wei.
He obeyed.
The bed creaked as he lay down, arms behind his head, thick cock rising from his hips like a monument to power. It curved toward his chest, veined and rigid, the head flaring wide with need.
Xue Lan mounted him like a queen.
Her knees sank into the sheets, thighs wide around his hips. She reached back, took his shaft in both hands, and guided it to her entrance. Her pussy, pink and still twitching from the last orgasm, spread wide with ease—but not without resistance.
He was still too big.
And she was eager.