"My lord, I've made a bowl of ginseng soup. Please have some to nourish your body," Wang Yi said, carrying a bowl of chicken soup into the study. Her bright eyes and white teeth radiated a smile that easily soothed the soul.
Lu Ming nodded, putting down his pencil. He had almost finished planning.
He then put away the map and a piece of white paper with annotations on it. "Little sister, could you give this to Lin Rong and have him deliver it to Jia Xu?"
After saying this, Lu Ming stretched and let out a long sigh. Looking at the beautiful Wang Yi, he pulled her into his arms. "Sister Yi, you look so beautiful today!"
"Mmm! My lord is praising me again. I'm getting a little shy," Wang Yi giggled, covering her mouth, her eyes curving into crescent moons. Hearing her husband's praise, she felt incredibly pleased.
Looking down at Wang Yi's delicate, fair face, her long, black hair piled up, her slender, almond-shaped eyes, her arched eyebrows, and her hair styled in a bun that revealed her snow-white neck and flawless skin, he felt a surge of sexual desire.
"Sister Yi, I want to fuck you!"
"Mmm! Husband!" Wang Yi's body trembled slightly. Even though she had been with him so many times, and even served her husband alongside her sister-in-law Lu Qing, she still felt a little shy and hadn't quite adapted.
Essentially, she was a virtuous wife and mother; to make her want to be wanton was truly difficult.
"Mmm!" The two kissed passionately, one wanting to fuck, the other wanting to please her husband.
Wang Yi didn't actually have a strong need for lust.
Even with the most intense, ecstatic pleasure, she wasn't a woman obsessed with carnal desire.
As long as Lu Ming wanted to fuck her, she would be aroused.
And since Lu Ming didn't have sex with her, she wouldn't actively seek pleasure.
The study, a place filled with the fragrance of books, had become, in Lu Ming's hands, a place for debauchery at any time.
As his large hands pulled down her clothes, Wang Yi was carried to the bed by Lu Ming. This type of bed was specifically for afternoon naps; it could be used as a stool or a temporary bed.
Now, Lu Ming was using it as the simplest and most convenient tool, specifically for raping women!
Two plump, fleshy, white legs crossed together, two large, white, delicate feet.
Two long, straight legs, forming an inverted triangle shape, with thick, strong thighs and straight, long calves. Two large, white, flawless feet, ten slender toes painted with a bright nail polish. These naturally beautiful feet made Lu Ming drool; he loved women with beautiful feet.
Wang Yi also practiced martial arts, and her figure was better than other women's, with more elastic skin.
Surprisingly, unlike her younger sister Lu Qing's wheat-colored skin, she had a fairer complexion, making it hard to believe she was a martial arts practitioner.
"Mmm... Husband... want me..."
Lu Ming stared at Wang Yi's fair buttocks, the hairy, wet cleft between her buttocks, her pink labia trembling slightly, as if passionately inviting him.
Lu Ming's heart surged, his blood boiling.
He greedily caressed the woman's fair thighs, while holding his raging penis, he pressed it against her wet, tender opening, skillfully grinding it gently.
"Sister Yi... my wife... do you want me... to fuck you!"
"Oh... husband... ah... yes... husband... ah... fuck me... ah... fuck me... ah... fuck my... little hole..." Wang Yi blushed, unaccustomed to saying such lewd words, her body becoming increasingly sensitive. Her fair, full buttocks writhed with each rub of her husband.
"Mmm... Husband... Ah... I... can't take it anymore... Ah, fuck... me... Ah... Husband!!"
Lu Ming smiled smugly. He gripped Wang Yi's slender waist with both hands, swayed her slightly, and slowly thrust forward.
Lu Ming watched his swollen, purplish glans part her delicate labia, slowly squeezing into Wang Yi's body, then his dark, thick penis, little by little, inch by inch, followed closely behind.
Finally, Wang Yi's full buttocks met his strong lower abdomen.
Completely inside!
"Pop," "Pop," the wet, rubbing sounds of flesh echoed in the study.
"Ah! Husband...oh...so full...ah...so satisfying..." As the immense fullness surged from her lower body, Wang Yi couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.
The physical pleasure, the enormous penis, thrusting deep into her again and again, brought wave after wave of unprecedented joy.
She tried to lift her buttocks to meet her husband's thrusts. Her vagina gradually adapted to the rhythm of lovemaking, and a surge of heat rolled in.
Lu Ming held her waist, unhurriedly and powerfully pumping in and out.
Her two smooth thighs were held under Lu Ming's armpits. At their point of contact, a dark, rod-like object moved rapidly in and out. The woman's vagina was extremely wet, constantly secreting a clear fluid under the intense interaction. With each thrust, a large amount of fluid overflowed, soaking their thighs and pubic hair.
Such a lewd scene, just seeing it would make one's heart race and lust surge!
"Sister Yi…you're so tight down there…hiss, so good…ah…if I don't fuck you for a day…I feel restless…ah…wife…I'll fuck you to death!" Lu Ming laughed smugly. A virtuous and capable wife, gentle and kind, beautiful and intelligent, and incredibly considerate—this was the woman of ancient times!
So good, incomparable to modern fairies.
A healthy body pursuing the pleasure of sex is perfectly understandable; no woman can refuse perfect sex.
No one can refuse such pleasure. Wang Yi was a woman too. When she was being fucked, her usual composure would melt away, leaving only the thought of serving her husband and the desire to satisfy the itch in her vagina!
Lu Ming vigorously fucked Wang Yi's tight, sweet hole while lifting her beautiful legs, inhaling their scent, and then taking them into his mouth.
The moment he bit down on her toes, his penis swelled up, filling Wang Yi so much that he slightly stuck out his tongue, and his flat stomach also bulged out a bit!