Chapter 128: Little Aunt’s Revenge (5)

He immediately opened his mouth wide, sucked that full steamed-bun cunt in one go, used his tongue to pry open the deep slit, and licked back and forth over little aunt’s sensitive clit and the mouth of her passage that was already leaking threads of juice.

For him, licking little aunt’s cunt was no punishment. It was a sweet job. That plump, juicy steamed-bun cunt was too tempting. He liked fucking it with his cock, liked touching it with his hands, and liked licking it with his tongue.

Even the juice that flowed from little aunt’s cunt, which was not delicious, he felt was like sweet dew, good to drink and refreshing.

It had been almost a week since the last dual cultivation with Wang Yue. Su Mengqing’s fire had piled up quite a bit. Being licked on the cunt by her beloved nephew made her so excited she could not hold it. In only a moment she could not bear it, lifted her ass off his face, moved down, held his big cock against her cunt, and sat hard, swallowing it to the root.

The little slutty cunt that had hungered for days was fucked to the bottom by nephew’s big cock, the head even pushing into the mouth of her womb. She cried out at once, both hands on his chest, her big ass rising and falling at flying speed.

Right now besides his mouth, moving any part of him was very hard. He could not even touch the pair of big breasts bouncing in front of his eyes from her fierce motion. He could only passively enjoy the pleasure of his cock being milked madly by little aunt’s cunt.

Because he could do nothing, he could enjoy her expression even better.

"Little Aunt, you seem especially wanton today." Watching her enjoy it so much she still wanted to milk faster, he could not help smiling.

"Isn’t it... all... because of you... you already... several days... haven’t... fucked Little Aunt... Little Aunt... Little Aunt’s cunt... wants it so... ah... wants... your... big cock... oh... this feels so good..." She rapidly lifted and sat her plump ass, using her juicy little slutty cunt to milk nephew’s big cock like mad, speaking in broken pieces with the rhythm.

He said, both helpless and amused, "If you want it you can come find me anytime. Why wrong yourself and hold it in like this."

"How do I find you... Xin’er... that... little ungrateful one... I even... took the trouble... to let her... get the world’s best... big... ah... big cock... she actually... said her cunt doesn’t itch... and wouldn’t help me..." She said, both excited and a bit aggrieved.

He understood. His sister was still young. Her body’s need was far from as strong as a fully ripe woman like little aunt. Even ten days or half a month without it she might not feel bad.

Little aunt was different. In her "tiger-and-wolf years" her need was huge. If he did not make her come beyond her limit every time, she would probably want it every day.

As for why she did not come find him alone, or simply tell him to come find her, it likely came from that pitiful pride. She was the little aunt. How could she have the face to show up and beg to be fucked, or make nephew run over to fuck her?

Said that way it seemed contradictory. They had done everything, and she had shown him her most wanton look. There should not have been any reserve left.

In fact it was very reasonable. It still came down to those four words, worms of essence on the brain. Once the fire lit, even the most proper woman would turn wanton. In a normal state, unless she was a true slut, any woman would have reserve.

Not to mention Su Mengqing was Wang Yue’s blood aunt.

With him, or after being teased, or with Wang Xin’er along for "courage," she could drop all reserve. Alone, it was hard.

He wanted to make it up to little aunt, but right now he could do nothing. He could only silently cheer her on.

When their first climax came, his meridians finally opened a little. He still moved with difficulty, but he forced down the discomfort, turned passive to active, and in the most traditional position launched a heavy-fire strike on his little aunt.

That thick, long, hard cock was like a heavy cannon that never stopped firing, in and out of little aunt’s steamed-bun beautiful cunt, slamming again and again into her mature tender flower heart, pounding her until she had no strength to hit back.

He went seven times in one breath and only stopped when little aunt could take no more.

By then his internal injuries were fully healed, but his cultivation had not risen much. His true qi purity had increased by another base, reaching thirty-three times an ordinary martial artist’s.

Blood-close kin did not even differ much from ordinary women for raising cultivation. The real great use was raising true qi purity.

And from Nascent Soul to Return True was a very big hurdle, not so easy to break through.

Su Mengqing rose another layer. Her cultivation now matched Liu Ruoshi, and her true qi purity also reached twenty times an ordinary martial artist’s. Counting that one killing move, her combat power now would not lose to a peak Nascent Soul expert, and might even surpass one.

Compared with Return True, even someone just entering Return True, she was still far behind. The gap between Nascent Soul and Return True was simply too big.

When aunt and nephew finished dual cultivating, the sky outside was already faintly light, but they did not go back to Golden Mountain.

Su Mengqing did not even let him get up. She had him lie there and keep pretending he had not recovered, and said mysteriously that she had her own arrangement.

Then she left the quiet room alone.

The moment she stepped out, Su Quan, who had been watching the door the whole time, hurried to ask, "How is Yue’er?"

Su Mengqing had not expected Su Quan to stay outside the whole time. Thinking of just now, only a door between them, her madness with her nephew, she could not help flushing a little.

Her mental quality was still decent. She covered it at once, sighed lightly, and said, "After I treated him his life is saved, but he’s hurt too badly. We still have to think of other methods."

"What methods?" Su Quan asked at once. Never mind that Wang Yue was now the only male of the three great families. Just on personal feeling she had to be tense. She had watched the three Su sisters grow up. She knew that year’s matter clearly too, and naturally knew that incident had hit Su Mengyan the hardest. That pitiful child had not only closed off her feelings because of it, she had later been used as a marriage tool and married into the Wang Family. That was already enough to make one ache for her. If something happened to her son as well, could she take that blow?