Chapter 177: Chapter 175: Keeping in Suspense
Zhang Hao loomed above, eyes drooping down as he gazed at He Qianhui in front of him. Her kneeling posture emphasized the roundness of her buttocks and her slender waist, which she twisted from time to time.
"Deeper, I want it to reach the very inside."
He Qianhui was intoxicated, continuously swallowing while not forgetting to play with Zhang Hao’s two big "lychees".
Any man would have been overwhelmed by such a scene, and Zhang Hao was no exception.
"I can’t believe my cousin would give up a wife like you for the sake of a child. I bet he’s regretting it like crazy now."
These words only made He Qianhui even more eager as she heard them.
"Your cousin’s thing is so dark and tiny, he always says he’s about to feel it, but then he bows his head before even reaching the doorstep."
"Not like yours, even after you come, it can get hard again so quickly. I just love it so much, I want it inside me every day."
"If you want it inside you every day, then we’ll have to see if you can take it."
He Qianhui looked up with a smile, then lowered her head and took Zhang Hao’s member into her mouth.
Almost every time, she took it down to the base, stopping only when that familiar feeling of gagging surfaced.
He Qianhui looked at her handiwork with satisfaction, still caressing it gently.
"It’s this little thing that gives me so much pleasure."
When Zhang Hao heard He Qianhui call his member "little", he wasn’t pleased, and he thrust his hips forward, poking her face with his stiff cock.
"Little? When has it not made you howl and scream?"
He Qianhui licked her lips, held his member at its tip, and kissed it with a pout.
"Not small, it’s a big one!"
Zhang Hao was still somewhat dissatisfied upon hearing this and then turned to sit back on the couch, but He Qianhui could guess what was on a man’s mind.
In order to make Zhang Hao a bit happier, she simply knelt on the floor and crawled over to him.
"Hao, don’t be angry, I misspoke just now. Please forgive me."
As she spoke the word "forgive", He Qianhui purposely placed her hand on his member.
As the saying goes, capture the king first.
With his member in her grasp, Zhang Hao had to carefully consider his next move.
Thinking of how his lifeblood was firmly in He Qianhui’s grip, any feigned dissatisfaction he had vanished completely.
To protect his precious manhood, Zhang Hao quickly helped the kneeling He Qianhui to her feet, letting her sit on his lap.
"Let’s see if you’re wet as a river down there."
As Zhang Hao reached for her, He Qianhui slapped his hand away.
"Even if I were flooding down there, you’re not touching me today. From now on, you can stick your thing wherever you like, I’m not serving you anymore!"
Zhang Hao’s thigh abruptly thrust upward, catching He Qianhui off guard and nearly toppling her to the ground.
In her panic, He Qianhui quickly grabbed Zhang Hao’s neck with both hands to prevent herself from really being tossed aside by him.
"You little rascal, are you trying to throw me to the ground?"
"I feel something wet on my leg; why don’t you get up so I can see if your floodgates have leaked."
Knowing full well Zhang Hao could never say anything nice, He Qianhui instead sat firmly on his lap, unmoving.
"I said, even if I’m flooding down there today, you don’t get to touch it. I’ll let your cock stay hard like this, and see if it drives you crazy."
Zhang Hao hissed, "We’ll see whether it kills me first or keeps you too well-fed. I don’t believe you don’t want it down there."
Before the words left his mouth, Zhang Hao lifted a hand and pinched the soft spot on He Qianhui’s chest gently.
A ticklish pain shot through her, but this time He Qianhui didn’t scold him.
In fact, she even wished he’d pinch harder.
Zhang Hao felt the dampness on his leg worsen and forcefully spread her thighs apart.
The root of her thigh was already slippery and moist.
"It’s really flooded, are you sure you don’t want it when it’s this wet?"
Zhang Hao didn’t wait for He Qianhui’s response and started to knead with his bare hands.
It was as if that area was a wet sponge, no matter how much he rubbed, it remained wet.
Not until his entire palm was covered with moisture did he lift his hand to He Qianhui’s face so she could see for herself.
"It’s this wet, do you really want it that bad?"
Zhang Hao pinched He Qianhui’s vulva, preventing more fluids from flowing out.
He Qianhui felt a wave of weakness throughout her body, leaning uncontrollably against Zhang Hao with her breathing growing heavier.
During the two days of her business trip, eighty percent of the time she was abstaining.
Except for the time before she returned, when she and Zhang Hao played once over video, and she satisfied herself once.
The rest of the time, she was looking forward to a fiery encounter with Zhang Hao upon returning from her trip.
"Hao, please let go, stop pinching, I was wrong, I’ll never again say your thing is small."
"Yours is huge, especially, especially hard, please help me unclog the pipeline, otherwise it’s going to break!"
To prevent He Qianhui’s place from truly breaking, Zhang Hao picked her up and carried her to the bed.
"Alright, then let’s see where exactly this place is broken."
Forcefully spreading her legs apart, the closed vulva opened up, the inner pink flesh glistening with a layer of moisture.
Zhang Hao stretched out a hand, his fingertips lightly grazing over the surface with virtually no pressure, yet He Qianhui couldn’t help but shiver all over.
"Mmm... Ahh!"
"It feels so good, I want more!"
Seeing He Qianhui react so strongly, Zhang Hao touched the same spot again.
But this time, he applied a bit more pressure and gently pressed on the clitoris.
"Don’t... Don’t press hard, ahhh!"
He Qianhui’s cries grew louder, her voluptuous body trembling with the pleasure from her clitoris.
"You really don’t want it anymore?"
He Qianhui’s breaths were heavy, her chest heaving unevenly.
"No... wait a moment, it’s too sensitive there right now, I can’t take it when you touch me!"
Zhang Hao crouched down, parted the plump labia on either side, then leaned in and flicked his tongue tip lightly over it.
Electrified, He Qianhui instinctively clenched her thighs closed.
But, remembering Zhang Hao was still between her legs, she held back.
"Hao, stop teasing me, I want you!"
Finally hearing her say those words, Zhang Hao sucked hard on the vulva again, "Your juices here taste really good!"
He stood up, stroked his shaft a few times back and forth, and with the fluid from He Qianhui, he easily penetrated her.
"Ahh, mmm, move, Hao, move!"
The initial thrusting pace was not fast, each stroke was rhythmic and deliberate.
Despite He Qianhui’s repeated urgings, Zhang Hao did not comply and continued thrusting at the same steady pace.
This made He Qianhui very uncomfortable; the waiting in between was torturous, yet the sensation of being filled alleviated the agony somewhat.
"Hao, don’t keep me hanging, please hurry up, like you did before!"
