Hei Long licked his lips, a wicked glint in his eye as he looked at Qing Yue, his voice low:
"I have something else to tell you, but it can wait. Tonight is about us, about our pleasure and our love. Let us have a blissful night, shall we?"
His hand cupped one of her breasts, his fingers gently squeezing and kneading, feeling her soft, supple flesh yield to his touch.
Qing Yue let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering closed as she leaned into his touch, her body already responding to his every move.
She didn't reply with words, instead, her hand moved down, wrapping around his thick, hard cock, her fingers not even able to touch as she began to stroke him, her touch tentative at first, then growing more confident and firm.
Hei Long groaned, his head falling back as he savored the sensation of her hand on him.
He guided her onto her hands and knees, positioning her perfectly for him.
He admired the sight before him, her pale, smooth skin glowing in the soft light, her silver-white hair cascading down her back, hiding and then revealing her most intimate places as it shifted.
He placed the head of his cock at her entrance, feeling her wetness coating him, inviting him in.
He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, feeling her tight, wet walls squeeze around him, enveloping him in her heat.
Qing Yue moaned loudly, her back arching, her head falling back as she took him deeper:
"Ah... Husband... you feel so good," she panted, her voice filled with pleasure.
Hei Long grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to move, his thrusts slow and deep at first, then building in speed and intensity.
He leaned over her, his chest pressing against her back, his lips at her ear:
"You like that, don't you, Wife? You like feeling me deep inside you, stretching you, filling you."
Qing Yue could only moan in response, her body moving in sync with his thrusts, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each passing second.
Hei Long sat back, his hands moving to her shoulders, holding her in place as he pounded into her, his hips slapping against her ass, the sound echoing through the room.
He reached up, tangling his hand in her hair, pulling her head back, arching her spine, giving him deeper access.
Qing Yue cried out, her hands gripping the sheets, her knuckles white, her body trembling with pleasure:
"Husband.. yes... more... please... don't stop," she begged, her voice a desperate plea.
Hei Long complied, his thrusts becoming wild and uncontrolled, his body slapping against hers with a force that shook the bed, the headboard banging loudly against the wall.
Qing Yue's moans turned to screams of pleasure.
Her body convulsing, her inner muscles clenching around him, milking him, urging him deeper.
"Cum for me," Hei Long commanded, "Let me feel you fall apart around me. Give it all to me."
Qing Yue's response was immediate, her body convulsing as she obeyed, her scream of pleasure loud and primal, a testament to the pleasure he was giving her:
"!Husband, I'm cumming! Oh heavens, I'm cumming so hard!"
Her orgasm triggered his, and Hei Long let out his release, his cock pulsing inside her, filling her with his seed.
As they stayed entwined—
Hei Long could feel his cum leaking out of her, a warm, sticky sensation.
He pulled out slowly, watching as his seed spilled out of her, coating her inner thighs.
Hei Long kissed her shoulder, a contented smile on his face. "That was... incredible," he whispered.
Qing Yue looked back at him, a soft, sated smile on her face, her body still twitching with aftershocks of pleasure. "Yes, it was," she agreed, her voice barely a whisper.
However—
Hei Long, still hard and eager:
"Though…" he began, "it's not over yet."
Qing Yue, confused and curious, propped herself up on one elbow, her brows furrowing:
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Before Hei Long could respond, he called out, "You can come in."
The door creaked open slowly, and in walked Li Mei.
"Mo-Mother in law!?" Qing Yue was shocked.
Li Mei was dripping wet, her hair clinging to her shoulders, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat.
It was clear she had been pleasuring herself, her breaths coming in ragged gasps, her cheeks flushed with arousal.
She had obviously been listening, and the sight of her son and daughter-in-law together had pushed her over the edge.
Li Mei's eyes met her son's, and she saw the hunger in his gaze.
She didn't say a word.
Instead, she slowly began to undress, her movements deliberate and seductive.
She let her robe fall to the floor, revealing her naked body, her breasts heaving with anticipation, her nipples hard and begging for attention.
Hei Long's eyes roamed over her body, appreciating every curve, every inch of her smooth, wet skin.
"I'm all yours," Li Mei said, her voice a low, sultry purr as she walked over to the bed, her hips swaying with each step.
Qing Yue watched, her eyes wide.
She had never seen her mother-in-law like this.
Hei Long patted the bed beside him, indicating for Li Mei to join them:
"Come here, Mother. Let's make this a night to remember."
Li Mei complied, her body pressing against her son's, her hands roaming his chest, his abs, his hips.
Hei Long's hands were equally explorative, cupping her breasts, squeezing her ass, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.
Qing Yue, not wanting to be left out, began to stroke her husband's cock again.
"Fuck, you two are going perfect," Hei Long murmured.
Li Mei leaned in, her lips capturing her son's in a passionate kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth, dancing with his.
Hei Long kissed her back, his hands tangling in her hair, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss.
Qing Yue, again not wanting to be left out, began to kiss and suck on her husband's neck, his chest, his abs.
Hei Long pulled away from his mother:
"I want to fuck both of you. I want to feel you both around me, squeezing me, milking me."
Li Mei and Qing Yue exchanged a look, a silent agreement passing between them.
They both nodded, a smile playing on their lips.