The Invincible Son-in-law

Chapter 931 931: Another Round of Battle

"Xiaomei, call me husband, let me hear it..." Lin Hao teased with a mischievous grin.

"No... you are not my husband... at most you're my lover..."

Luo Yimei's eyes were charming as silk, filled with tenderness like water as she glanced at Lin Hao, coquettishly said.

"Oh wow! Daring not to obey me, will you call or not? If you don't, I'll keep pushing... push you to death..."

Lin Hao grinned mischievously and thrust a few times, seemingly wanting to teach this disobedient girl a lesson.

Even though he had just finished, he hadn't turned into a weakling, but instead was rejuvenated, ready for another battle.

Lin Hao deliberately thrust fiercely, once more and again, like a playful child, trying to conquer this beautiful girl.

"I won't call, I'll squeeze you to death!"

Luo Yimei suddenly contracted her lower abdomen, and immediately a suction force came from within, seemingly biting down tightly on the rod, making Lin Hao feel even more pleasure.

"Oh wow! So disobedient, let's see how I deal with you!"

Lin Hao once again began to thrust with abandon, recklessly working her over, leaving the young girl amazed.

After all, before this, Lin Hao had probably gone three hundred rounds with the bride, yet surprisingly, he still had such strong stamina.

Accompanied by the fierce slapping sounds, the beauty was once again ignited with desire, her passion rising high.

"Will you call me husband? Call! If you don't, I'll push you to death... I'll push..."

"Ah, ah, ah... husband... gentle... ah... you're killing me..."

Luo Yimei could no longer endure, and began to cry out lustfully.

After another round of intense lovemaking, the two released their passion at the same time, reaching a climax together.

...

When Lin Hao carried Luo Yimei out of the bathroom, Huang Wanling was already half-asleep.

Earlier, she had been vigorously ravaged multiple times by Lin Hao. While Lin Hao was busy with Luo Yimei, she naturally took a moment to rest.

Because the weather was too hot, with the air conditioner on, the girl only pulled a corner of the blanket over her stomach, her upper body bare, with her ample breasts towering on her chest.

As her steady breathing caused a slight undulating motion, quivering incessantly, just witnessing the scene before him was enough to pique Lin Hao's interest once more.

After all, she was the soon-to-be bride, and now the feeling was entirely different.

"Bride, the groom isn't even here, how can you be asleep?"

Luo Yimei said as she crawled next to her, reaching out to touch the soft peaks.

"Xiaomei, you're so bad..."

Huang Wanling, groggy, woke up, opening her sleepy eyes, swatting at Xiaomei.

Lin Hao also climbed onto the bed, separating the two and lying between them, embracing them on either side.

"Lingling, do you want Big Brother Lin to pamper you once more?" Lin Hao asked with a smile.

"No, I'm exhausted, I still have to get married tomorrow, I need to leave."

Huang Wanling struggled, trying to get up and leave.

"It's still early, how about going one more time?"

Lin Hao was ready to have another go with the bride.

He rolled over, pinning the beauty beneath him, his broad lips covered the girl's cherry lips, his thick tongue sweeping in, prying open her teeth, invading her tender lips and tongue.

Because Lin Hao pressed down from the front, Xiaomei's two soft snow peaks were squashed into pancakes by his firm chest.

Lin Hao's offensive was fierce, kissing the seductive lips, caressing the maiden's neck, earlobe, and another hand sliding down from Luo Yimei's large breasts, slender waist, belly, and lower abdomen, his fingers slipping inside her panties, touching her plump and tender mound.

Huang Wanling, being this pure, beautiful girl, had great physical recovery abilities. After a brief rest, her stamina was greatly restored, embracing Lin Hao, responding passionately.

Unexpectedly, as Lin Hao fondled her large lips a few times, he discovered moisture slowly seeping out, clearly, the beauty was already longing for him.

Lin Hao used his thumb and forefinger to part the fleshy lips, hooking inside with his middle finger, the tunnel inside was slick and wet, already a muddy mess.

While continuing to kiss the girl's fragrant lips, earlobes, cheeks, and neck, he explored the plump, floral path with his fingers, seemingly looking to pry open her gates of desire.

The big rod, now standing strong, was already enveloped in Luo Yimei's mouth, growing hotter by the second.

While Lin Hao played with Sister Lingling here, Xiaomei toyed with him there, and the three entered a chaotic entanglement.

"Mmm, mmm... so comfortable... oh... don't... mmm, mmm... gentler..."

Sister Lingling twisted and turned her delicate body, her desire climbing ever higher.

She clung to Lin Hao, as if wanting to mesh the thrusts into his body, or perhaps to engulf Lin Hao completely.

"Slurp, slurp, slurp... slurp, slurp, slurp..."

Below, Luo Yimei held the Golden Cudgel, unable to resist, continually licking and swallowing.

She thought that after so many releases tonight, that big fellow would surely be out of commission now.

Unexpectedly, under her hands and inside her mouth, it became hard as steel again, regaining its fighting spirit.

Thinking of such a formidable thing rampaging through her narrow body, she was genuinely worried it might break her, her mind adrift with the thought.

"Mmmoh... husband... I'm so itchy... so itchy... ah... I want you... mhmm... I need you..."

Huang Wanling was the first to succumb, expressing her desire with fervor.

Lin Hao sat up, bringing the rod to her overflowing tunnel entrance, then scraped it up and down with the rod.

Luo Yimei also got up, half-kneeling next to Lin Hao, cuddling him, teasing the rosy buds on her bosom with her fingers.

"Bride, you look so beautiful! Husband's coming!"

Lin Hao smirked triumphantly, thrusting his hips suddenly, the big rod pushing aside the tender lips, penetrating into her body.

Ah——

Sister Lingling let out a satisfied and carefree cry, her neck arching back, seemingly filled completely.

Lin Hao only felt a series of tight squeezes and pleasurable sensations coming from inside, gritting his teeth and thrusting fiercely again, reaching the deepest part, pinning against the heart of her floral depths.

Sister Lingling let out a soft, plaintive sigh of joy, then gazed tenderly at the man working her over, momentarily seeing him transform into her husband.

Slap, slap, slap... slap, slap, slap...

Lin Hao held her slender waist, then began thrusting with force and ferocity.

Luo Yimei watched as Lin Hao's big rod gradually penetrated her girlfriend's body, as if it had entered her own secret passage, causing an itch inside, longing to find something to unblock those pathways.

Under such violent thrusts, the entire big bed trembled slightly, producing sounds of delightful impact.

Sister Lingling clung desperately to the bed sheets, enduring the stormy assault, feeling each time reaching the deepest part of her floral depths.

"Ah, ah, ah... gentle... gentler... mmm... ah... husband... too deep... oh dear... gentler... or I'll die..."

Sister Lingling cried out shamelessly, bordering on madness.

Just then, the cell phone ringtone by the bed startled all three, making them simultaneously turn their heads to look.