Chapter 902 - I love you

Chapter 902: 902 - I love you

Feiyan’s full red lips closed in a warm, wet embrace around the swollen glans of Qingyi’s cock, and even that first portion alone was enough to fill her mouth to its limits.

The corners of her lips stretched generously to accommodate the thickness of the throbbing flesh, a thin trickle of saliva escaping from one side and dribbling slowly down her chin.

She sucked with such force that her cheeks caved in deeply, her cheekbones standing out sharply beneath her skin.

At the same time, her delicate hands seized the fabric of her own dress and, with a single firm tug, tore it clean from her body.

A sharp tearing sound echoed through the pavilion, the fine cloth falling apart as if made of paper under the force of her impatient motion.

Underneath, she wore nothing.

Well, almost nothing.

A black thong, so tiny it was almost nonexistent, covered her most intimate curves.

The thin fabric disappeared between the lips of that puffy pussy, pressing against the swollen flesh, and vanished just as easily between the full, tanned, and perfect orbs of her ass.

Bikini tan lines traced ivory paths across her skin—sharp borders separating the sun-kissed flesh from the delicate areas she had kept hidden from the world.

The lips of her plump vulva retained that pale, delicate hue, contrasting obscenely with the golden tan that covered almost the rest of her body.

Feiyan’s amber eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, her lips releasing Qingyi’s cock with a wet pop, a glistening thread of saliva still connecting her mouth to the throbbing tip of his member.

Both hands then enveloped the shaft, her delicate fingers sliding down to the base and back up to the glans three times in a row—a short, rhythmic stroke that spread the saliva across the pulsing flesh, coating it in a slick, glistening sheen.

Without hesitation, she stood up, turned her back to him, and stuck her ass out in an exaggerated, theatrical motion.

Her large, tanned buttocks parted for a brief moment before crashing back together.

The two perfect mounds of flesh, rounded like twin bubbles that together formed a heart, met with a loud smack, the flesh wobbling as if made of jelly.

Feiyan smiled over her shoulder, wiggling her hips suggestively in a slow, teasing dance before slipping two fingers into her thong and pulling it aside, exposing her soaking-wet pussy in all its obscene glory.

She didn’t hesitate.

Her delicate knees buckled and her ass began to lower, seeking out Qingyi’s hard cock as if drawn by a magnet.

His reddish glans aligned perfectly with the tight entrance, and the plump lips of that pussy slowly parted, swallowing the head of his cock in a wet, suffocating embrace.

Feiyan’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat as the member sank deep into her.

The thick tip reached the depths of her womb, pushing against the inner walls until a gentle swelling formed on her slender belly—an obscene bulge that traced the exact shape of the cock filling her.

Clap

Her buttocks crashed down onto Qingyi’s pelvis with force, the soft flesh flattening against his lap for a brief moment before rising back up, undulating heavily under its own momentum.

This time, when her buttocks fell back onto his lap, Feiyan let them rest there, the silky skin sliding against his in a slow, delicious friction.

Her plump, tanned cheeks pressed obscenely against his hips, the fleshy orbs molding to the shape of his body like warm dough kneaded by invisible hands.

It felt so good.

Her skin. Her heat.

"nghnnn~~ H-hubby... filling me up so much, fufufu~," Feiyan gasped in a sensual moan, her legs going weak under the weight of her own pleasure.

Qingyi’s hands rose and clamped tightly around her hips, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh until they left small reddish marks on her golden skin.

He rose from the couch, pulling her up with him; Feiyan’s trembling legs stretched stiffly under the weight of the movement, her feet scraping against the floor without finding firm footing.

Standing there, her ass still pressed against his pelvis, Qingyi slowly drew his hips back, his cock sliding out of her wet pussy and dragging shiny strands of juice with it.

She barely had time to gasp before he thrust it all the way back in with a single, brutal stroke.

PLAP

"aghn~~"

A loud slap echoed through the room, immediately followed by a high-pitched squeal as Qingyi’s hips slammed hard against Feiyan’s plump butt.

The impact jolted her entire body forward, her heavy breasts leaping high before plummeting again in a weighty sway.

"ohnnn~ hubby is really going strong in Feiyan’s fat, tight little pussy today, huh? I like it, fufufufu-ah!~...," her sweet, sensual laughter echoed through the pavilion, punctuated by another moan as Qingyi pulled his cock out once more.

He showed that pussy as much mercy as Feiyan wanted him to show—none.

Qingyi’s hips began to move with brutal force, loud, rhythmic slaps echoing throughout the pavilion, mingling with her wet moans and the obscene sound of flesh crashing against flesh.

Even a few hundred meters away, Lingxi, snuggled in Jin Meilin’s lap, stretched out her little finger toward the sound and let out a confused babble, as if asking what on earth that strange noise was.

The women exchanged embarrassed glances, their cheeks flushing instantly, and without saying a word, they decided to take her to a more suitable place.

In other words... well, farther away from their hubby and from Feiyan, who seemed totally unable to control her own moans.

She could at least have set up a sound-suppression array before she started, couldn’t she?!

Qingyi, for his part, had no idea the sound was carrying that far, completely focused on fucking that perfect, tight pussy.

Feiyan had been his first wife, the first woman he had ever truly loved, the first to whom he had given his heart unreservedly.

He trusted her, and she trusted him.

Together, they had crawled up from the lowest depths of the mortal heavens and climbed all the way to the celestial heavens, becoming beings who now stood close to the pinnacle of existence.

Qingyi raised his hand and brought it down hard on Feiyan’s right buttock.

The impact echoed sharply through the room; her tanned flesh caved in around his palm before springing back in rapid tremors, a reddish handprint blooming in contrast to the golden hue of her skin.

The shockwave rolled outward from where his palm had landed, crashing into the neighboring cheek and setting both plump globes into a trembling dance.

He leaned over her, his chest pressing against Feiyan’s sweaty back, his lips brushing the side of her ear.

"I love you..."

Without even giving her time to respond, he began fucking her again with full force, his hips slamming against her ass without any mercy, sending violent tremors through the plump flesh of her cheeks with every brutal thrust.