Chapter 1002 Stubborn Grebo

Chapter 1002: 1002 Stubborn Grebo

A sticky, wet sound emanated from between their hips and groin—the rubbing of the siblings’ genitals and vaginal fluids.

When the older sister, Lu Xue, climaxed, she ejaculated profusely, her fluids now soaking both their legs and genitals, hence the sticky, rubbing sound...and the sound continued incessantly.

Driven by his heightened lust, Lu Ming thrust fiercely.

Fortunately, his younger sister had already been fucked once, otherwise the older sister would surely have been fucked unconscious!

He thrust relentlessly, without restraint, but the beautiful older sister, Lu Xue, was simply too beautiful.

Under her satisfied expression, her melodious voice, the performance of her bouncing breasts, and the sound of his father’s breathing on the phone beside him, Lu Ming felt he was about to lose control.

Lu Ming grabbed Lu Xue’s hair with his right hand, stood behind her, and with his left hand supporting her black-stockinged buttocks, thrusting forcefully from behind.

Lu Ming’s buttocks swayed provocatively as he frantically thrust his twenty-centimeter-long penis in and out of her vagina. Sometimes it would leave her sister Lu Xue’s vagina, almost slipping out, only to be thrust back in again with tremendous force.

Lu Xue, like a mare, was being fucked by Lu Ming. Her upper body lay limply, her long, glossy black hair being forcefully pulled back by her son’s right hand. A hint of pain crossed her face.

But more than anything, she was intoxicated and satisfied. Her eyes were half-closed, and she occasionally let out sweet moans.

"Little brother...shoot inside...I love you..."

"Sexy sister...I’m coming..."

Lu Ming forcefully thrust his penis deep into Lu Xue’s vagina, the glans pressing tightly against her clitoris, his whole body trembling.

His lower abdomen tightened, and he was fully inside, the glans pressing firmly against Lu Xue’s tender clitoris.

Lu Xue’s vagina swelled, and then her glans throbbed. Lu Ming’s scrotum contracted rapidly, once again impregnating his goddess-like sister, Lu Xue!

Lu Xue felt the throbbing penis inside her spurt out a thick, hot liquid, hitting her clitoris hard.

"Ah...so hot...I can’t take it..."

As she finished speaking, her vaginal fluids gushed out, drenching Lu Ming’s glans.

Their genitals pressed tightly together. Lu Xue’s body trembled slightly, emitting moans. With each spurt of semen, Lu Xue felt her clitoris burning...a gush of hot vaginal fluid erupted from her cervix, and Lu Ming brought her to another orgasm.

"Ah..."

Lu Xue, the older sister, trembled violently as Lu Ming’s semen sprayed all over her body. The extreme pleasure caused her to let out a long, drawn-out, plaintive cry, yet she couldn’t stop Lu Ming from ejaculating repeatedly inside her, his black-stockinged buttocks still gripped by her.

Lu Ming, exhausted, lay on top of his sister, his hands still kneading her large breasts beneath him, his penis still tightly enveloped by her soft, warm flesh.

After a long while, Lu Ming finally withdrew his limp penis from Lu Xue’s vagina.

Lu Ming then used his fingers to part Lu Xue’s beautiful labia, revealing that her vagina was completely filled with his semen. As he parted it, the white liquid slowly flowed down her black-stockinged legs and onto the sheets.

After releasing his pent-up desires, Lu Ming went to interrogate Grebo.

His fluent language skills allowed him to communicate effortlessly with any race, even in Africa, where he could converse fluently with hundreds of tribes speaking different languages.

Therefore, when Grebo saw that Lu Ming could speak Roman fluently even better than him, he looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"How many troops has Rome sent this time? If you cooperate obediently, you can still live.

If you are willing to surrender, after I conquer Rome, I can even let you govern it."

Lu Ming’s condescending attitude made Grebo feel a little insulted; this was the attitude of the victor towards the vanquished.

Sun Tzu’s Art of War states this in its opening Chapter.

This book of war is more about military strategists serving politics.

War is for profit; a war that results in pure loss cannot be fought; it must be profitable!

And it must be a huge profit!

Lu Ming may have initially wanted to see what Rome was like, but now it’s different.

He wants to occupy Rome, plunder it, and transport the spoils back by ship and airship.

He also wants to enslave the Romans to mine ore, and recruit some of Rome’s enemies as overseers; this is the most effective way. Back then, the Russians sent Japanese and Koreans to Siberia to dig potatoes, using the Koreans to supervise the Japanese.

With a blood feud raging, now that the tables have turned, they’re bound to retaliate fiercely!

That’s exactly the kind of dog-eat-dog fighting they want, a bloody mess.

And obedient dogs at that. A dog is still a dog, a slave!

"The vanguard has 30,000 men, not counting my 10,000, and there are 20,000 more behind. Caesar is leading them. Caesar is Rome’s strongest war god!

You can’t win!

Even if you win, it proves nothing.

Caesar’s elite Spartan legion hasn’t even appeared yet. Caesar became a war god precisely because of the Spartan legion!"

Grebo said with some fear, it was unclear whether he was afraid of Lu Ming or of Caesar.

Rome has produced many notable figures, but they are far inferior to the warlords of the Three Kingdoms period.

Not to mention Lu Ming, who had conquered so many feudal lords. To others, the Roman Republic was a significant threat.

But to Lu Ming, it posed no threat whatsoever.

"I will defeat him, and then march all the way to Rome.

You only need to be my guide; no one will know.

If I lose, I will release you.

If I win, you will be my dog, turning Rome into my backyard!"

Lu Ming laughed heartily, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Julius Caesar?

Oh, that’s truly terrifying! What emperor!

Just an ant!

Just a clown!

As for Sparta?

They might be very capable fighters, perhaps like a specially trained unit, skilled in combat.

Unfortunately, their numbers are small; his side is full of elite troops.

And there are countless reinforcements supporting them, transporting supplies and taking the spoils back.

These spoils of war could be purchased by powerful clans, further weakening and draining them.

This would force them to work diligently for the emperor in exchange for money, and also prevent them from focusing their efforts on weakening imperial power or engaging in underhanded tactics.