It turned out that the little baby in her arms wasn't so well-behaved in nursing. He not only suckled the soft, pink areolas but also occasionally nibbled at the sensitive, hardened nipples with his teeth and licked them with his tongue.
A strange tingling sensation spread from her nipples, and with the unusually hot man's body pressed tightly against hers, Jiang Yingji felt a tingling, electric pleasure slowly spreading through her. Combined with the previous teasing, she felt as if she were on fire, her body becoming increasingly sensitive and aching.
However, the man's unusual temperature was even more pronounced. A light sheen of sweat appeared between their bodies, and suddenly, the secret valley became moist again, this time overflowing with more, slippery like a layer of egg white.
The moisture seeped through the sheets to Xiang Anping. His heart skipped a beat, his desire flared, and he carefully guided his now-swelling, thick penis towards Jiang Yingji's jade-like hips.
His mushroom-shaped, rounded glans suddenly sank into a pool of warm, moist flesh, plump and delicate, smooth as powder, moist as oil. He felt a rich, enveloping sensation on both sides, realizing he had pressed against her labia.
But the sensation was different. The tender, elastic flesh parted into a rather long slit, and almost the entire length of his penis was enveloped in that soft, creamy embrace.
His tip seemed to touch something indescribably tender and moist. Only then did Xiang Anping realize that this was between Jiang Yingji's thighs, and the spot where the tip of his penis had touched…
Xiang Anping kissed and sucked wantonly between her breasts, releasing one nipple that had been kissed until it was bright red, then taking another luscious cherry into his mouth. The areolas, swollen and alluring, were surrounded by faint lip prints.
His mouth moved upwards, kissing past the upper edge of her full breasts, to her delicate, plump collarbone, then her slender neck, and finally her beautifully shaped, white, and pointed chin.
Jiang Yingji felt her body becoming increasingly sensitive and hot, trembling with each kiss. His hot and powerful body reminded her of the intimacy she had shared with her husband, and her heart grew increasingly hazy.
Even as Xiang Anping gently kissed her, his purpose clear—it wasn't something a mother and son should do—she couldn't muster the slightest thought to stop him.
Besides the overwhelming pleasure and the weakness that washed over her, there was also a strange sense of guilt and compensation. Ultimately, her experience as a mother was far too limited. Aside from indulgence and spoiling, she had no way to release the pent-up maternal love that had been building up for so long.
Finally, Xiang Anping kissed her along her beautiful jawline. His chin brushed against hers slightly, and Jiang Yingji's cherry lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids. She only slightly pulled back before tilting her head back, letting his hot mouth cover hers.
"Mmm~ Sizzle~"
Her delicate cherry lips were enveloped by his large mouth, locked in a passionate embrace. His tongue darted into her mouth, receiving a small, tender tongue in return, sucking and swirling around. In an instant, their kiss became as fiery as lovers separated for years.
Amidst their passionate kiss, Xiang Anping's penis probed and explored between her snow-white thighs. Her plump labia were forced open like blooming flowers, the smooth, fleshy lips, like a split peach, sucking on the egg-sized, bright red glans. The tender, pink flesh, teased and poked by the glans, clung to it like glistening, translucent cream, making a soft, wet sound.
The delicate vulva was rich in fluid, occasionally spurting out a sticky, bubbly fluid that coated the glans like oil. Several times, Xiang Anping slipped into the slippery flesh, almost managing to force his way in, but Jiang Yingji twisted her waist, repeatedly pulling her hips away.
Now, as her "adopted son," Xiang Anping dared not force himself on her, but was burning with anxiety and desire. Unable to succeed below, he indulged in a wanton sucking motion, drawing her fragrant, moist tongue into his mouth, stretching it out and slurping it.
Jiang Yingji's breathing grew increasingly seductive, even actively pressing her two snow-white breasts against Xiang Anping's chest, kneading and rubbing them, her passion bordering on ecstasy.
But she wouldn't let him penetrate. Xiang Anping was anxious, then suddenly realized something: perhaps Jiang Yingji was preventing him from entering because of their "mother-son" relationship.
He felt a sense of despair; if this was the case, he would likely only go so far.
However, a sudden thought struck him: he had also come this far because of their "mother-son" relationship; this was now his only recourse.
"Godmother~ Son, I feel so uncomfortable... Godmother smells so sweet and fragrant... I feel so hot and uncomfortable~"
Xiang Anping pressed his full breasts against Jiang Yingji's chest, pleading sweetly in her ear. Jiang Yingji was already struggling to hold on; the strange, burning heat emanating from the man on her body was so much like her husband. Every friction of their skin, every touch of their lips, stirred her deepest desires as a woman.
The other person's plight filled her with inexplicable pity, making it impossible for her to harden her heart, along with a guilt and a sense of closeness she couldn't quite explain.
The other person's pleading and whispers in her ear were like the final straw that broke the camel's back. She vaguely remembered not nodding, but she remembered slowly opening her legs…
The next moment, a heat surged through her vagina, and a hard, burning-hot penis slowly slid in.
There was no more room for thought. The intensely hot penis forced its way into her vaginal walls, pushing aside the folds, penetrating deeply with overwhelming presence…
It sank down towards Anping's waist, sinking into her tender flesh. The glans felt as if it were being bitten from all sides; the plump, delicate vaginal walls tightly gripped it, revealing smooth, slippery folds and granules that both writhed and sucked, simultaneously blocking its path.
But how could a vagina overflowing with desire possibly resist a penis as hard as iron?
With a slight tilt of his waist, Xiang Anping's engorged, unusually red penis plowed through the tender, soft flesh, penetrating deep into the tender orifice.
"Hiss~" Xiang Anping's waist trembled. The inside of the Shanghai Queen's vagina was indescribably beautiful, possessing both the tightness and gripping sensation of a young girl, yet also a greasy, almost rotten flesh. The tender folds and grooves were overflowing with fluid, and deep inside, his glans discovered a soft, oily, plump, tender thing.
It was extremely soft, tight, and rounded, with a distinct indentation in the center, a subtle, sucking sensation. As his glans pressed against it, the tender spot was squeezed and deformed, making the indentation even more pronounced, like a supple ring of flesh gripping and biting his glans, making him feel weak in the knees, utterly ecstatic.
Xiang Anping gasped in pleasure, almost ejaculating. He then vaguely realized that it must be the cervix.
Although the Queen of Shanghai's vagina was even tighter and more constricted than that of the girls he had deflowered, there was a fundamental difference.
That was, the Queen of Shanghai had been a mother—
Her vulva was completely different from that of a young girl; it was so plump and tender, it would bite at the slightest touch, beautiful enough to make one's heart melt.
Xiang Anping's penis withdrew from beneath her snow-white, full mound, like a freshly steamed bun. Her two thick, white labia parted, revealing pink flesh, tinged with an unusual blush. His large, veined penis stretched the vaginal opening into a thin, delicate circle.
Then, as if taking a deep breath, Xiang Anping thrust his penis in violently. His expression was like that of someone who had eaten a sour plum, his waist like a wound-up toy, unable to stop, thrusting and pounding against Jiang Yingji's snow-white hips with a resounding slap.
The instant Anping penetrated her, Jiang Yingji's beautiful eyes widened, her clear, jet-black eyes shimmering with tears, her small mouth trembling as she let out a soft moan.
This penis was hot and burning, not just simply hot, but radiating a scorching heat from within, warming her flower garden and lower abdomen...
This feeling was something Jiang Yingji had long forgotten, yet now it flooded back like a tidal wave, for she had only ever experienced something similar during intimate moments with her husband, Li Zhiyu.
And suddenly, she even felt that the penis ravaging her vagina was larger and hotter than her husband's in her memory. Each powerful thrust of the penis, filling her vagina, filled her with a strange, indescribable pleasure, and each impact to the most sensitive spot deep within her tender orifice brought a tingling, urinary-straining ache that made her weak all over, moaning and trembling.
"Slap, slap, slap..."
The thick, long penis continued its assault, pushing Jiang Yingji's plump, slender legs apart into an M-shaped position. His eyes were fixed intently on the entry and exit point, his plump, white labia parted, holding the bulging, veiny penis. His smooth, hairless vulva, like that of a young girl, was incredibly alluring.