Flower City's Peerless Divine Doctor

That was the wedding photo taken when Han Jianye and Jiang Qing got married.

Han Jianye is Han Yue’s father, and Li Chen’s prospective father-in-law.

He got up, took the wedding photo that hung on the wall, and stood it on the bed.

"Aunt Qing, hold onto it; I’m gonna fuck you from behind."

"Xiao Chen, you... I..."

Jiang Qing looked at herself and her husband in the wedding photo, her heart swelling with indescribable shame.

Thinking of herself naked and wanton in front of her future son-in-law, her body trembled with shame.

Yet inexplicably, an intense thrill surged from the depths of her heart.

After hesitating for just a moment, Jiang Qing, trembling, supported the wedding photo, presenting her plump and pale ass to Li Chen.

Li Chen couldn’t wait any longer.

His hot, huge cock stretched open her forbidden zone from behind and plunged inside.

"Oh! So fucking good!"

Instantly, Jiang Qing moaned with extreme pleasure.

Maybe it was physical, maybe psychological, or maybe both; she felt ecstatic, like her soul was about to fly away.

Li Chen was super turned on too.

This was his father-in-law’s woman, and now, she was his as well. Moreover, he could give her the pleasure that Jianye couldn’t.

Watching Aunt Qing holding onto the wedding photo, emitting utterly euphoric sounds, looking like she was in ecstatic agony, a sense of unspoken triumph swirled in his heart.

It was as if he and Aunt Qing were fucking while the father-in-law watched them do it.

It made him unbearably excited.

Smack.

A slap landed heavily on Jiang Qing’s plump ass, leaving five crimson fingerprints.

"Xiao Chen, you smack so beautifully; Aunt Qing wants more!"

"You can hit harder, don’t hold back; Aunt Qing fucking loves it!"

Jiang Qing quickly lost herself.

She shook her head and shouted continuously, her robust ass enduring another fierce pounding from Li Chen.

The feeling of each thrust reaching her core nearly made her pass out with pleasure.

"Jianye, do you see this? You can’t give me pleasure, but Xiao Chen can."

"I want Xiao Chen; I want to bear his children!"

Jiang Qing rambled on once again.

She felt too good, too beautiful, her delicate face close to the wedding photo, talking non-stop.

Her lewd expression deeply stimulated Li Chen.

He was like an inexhaustible pile driver, furiously pumping into her inviting, warm place.

"Ah! Incredible! I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come!"

"Aunt Qing, I’m gonna shoot too!"

This time, both reached the peak of bliss together.

"Xiao Chen! My dear Xiao Chen! Give it all to Aunt Qing! Ah! It feels so fucking good! Aunt Qing loves you so much!"

Right after Li Chen sprayed all his essence into that Peach Blossom from behind, Jiang Qing could no longer hold on; she knelt on the bed, panting heavily, savoring the aftermath of the peak.

Li Chen too was floating in ecstasy, then he prepared to pull out of her.

"Don’t, not yet; Aunt Qing enjoys this full feeling."

Jiang Qing, still on all fours, looked down at where they were joined, watching the liquid seep out. She touched it with her fingers, unabashed, sucking them clean.

"Xiao Chen, there’s so much of it!"

Her seductive and slutty expression heated up Li Chen’s heart; he felt tremendous satisfaction.

It was quite a while before the two separated.

"Xiao Chen, Aunt Qing will clean you up!"

Still not satisfied, she crawled over and used her tongue to lick every last drop off his manhood.

Afterwards, they lay on the bed together, holding each other, whispering sweet nothings.

By noon, likely due to the sounds of Li Chen’s growling stomach, Jiang Qing got up.

"Xiao Chen, you must be hungry; Aunt Qing will make you something to eat."

"We have plenty of time today; I’m all yours."

Jiang Qing nonchalantly slipped on a nightgown, not even bothering with panties, leaving her plump, pale ass and her tempting area exposed as she entered the kitchen.

After eating, just as Li Chen was about to wash the dishes, her voluptuous body pressed up against him again.

She was craving more.

Eagerly kissing him, she grabbed his erect cock, rubbing it against her moist valley.

The two started another round of their game right there in the kitchen.

All afternoon.

They were together, ceaselessly fucking.

When they got tired, they just held each other, talking.

Jiang Qing seemed to be trying to make up for all the years of neglect in a single day.

Li Chen didn’t refuse her; he liked Jiang Qing a lot, especially her mature charm and the way she turned into a slut in bed—it was intoxicating.

Sometimes he felt that being favored by Aunt Qing must be a fortune he had cultivated in his past life.

But when evening came and his sister-in-law returned from work, seeing her beautiful and seductive form, his heart shifted to her.

He thought himself greedy.

Having Han Yue as his official girlfriend yet still lusting after Aunt Qing and his sister-in-law.

Maybe it was because they were just too gorgeous!

Kids make choices, but he was no kid; he wanted all of them.

And there was also Lin Qian, who appeared ice-cold on the outside but was incredibly sultry deep down; he couldn’t stop thinking about her either.

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