Upon learning of Lu Ming's return, the maids who had stayed behind to guard the Lu residence all came out to greet him. When they saw that Lu Ming had brought three more women back, Wu Xian and the others felt a pang of jealousy, but dared not show it openly.
Before Lu Ming could even begin his lewd party, the Grand Commandant's wife, Liu Liu, arrived, somewhat impatiently. In broad daylight, she hinted that Lu Ming should examine her illness.
The room echoed with the sounds of intense, pounding flesh. On the large bed, a man and a woman were engaged in the most primal act of intercourse in the traditional missionary position. From the way the woman's legs trembled as the man pressed his lower abdomen against hers, it was clear that his penis had reached the deepest part of her vagina; the intense sexual pleasure was what caused the woman to reflexively respond!
Feeling the tight, wet friction, the pleasure remained intense. This repetitive action and sensation never became tiresome or dull.
Only endless, repetitive thrusts, relentlessly demanding pleasure that makes one grit their teeth in ecstasy!
The Grand Commandant's wife moaned softly, occasionally hooking her arms around Lu Ming's neck and offering passionate kisses.
Her mature age was becoming too much for her. Lu Ming had been away on campaign for almost two months, and she had endured it all. Upon learning of his return, she couldn't wait to offer herself up for him!
That night, she lost count of how many times she had become wet. Every night she dreamed of being fucked, and when she woke up the next day, the bedding was damp, soaked with her overflowing, lustful fluids!
Stimulated, her plump, beautiful legs sprang up, encircling the man's waist, her left foot overlapping her right, forming a lock that held him firmly, preventing him from retreating even an inch.
"This feels so good!" Lu Ming thrust excitedly, his large penis rapidly penetrating the tight, wet, hot vagina. Every inch of tender flesh, like a brush, scraped across his glans, countless bristles rubbing back and forth.
The tingling sensation intensified with each scrape of the folds, seemingly penetrating to the very marrow of his bones.
The tingling pleasure spurred Lu Ming to increase his speed.
"Fuck you to death... Liu Liu... Hiss... So tight... Hiss... Zhang Wen... Has he touched you...?"
"Oh... No... Ah... You hate me... Ah... I... am yours... Zhang Wen... But... He has no right... to touch me... I... Husband... Hmm... Ah... Yes... Like this... Ah... Come in... Oh oh... Harder... Ah... So good... Husband..." Madam Zhou said coquettishly, trembling wildly from the intense thrusting, her breasts bouncing up and down with each movement, creating a very lewd scene.
Every now and then, the man suckled her breasts, the forceful sucking making her body increasingly itchy and unbearable!
His enormous glans seemed to have already pierced her cervix, reaching deep into her uterus; that feeling of being filled returned!
Moreover, with her cervix dilated more, she no longer felt pain; instead, she felt a pleasant, tingling sensation!
He lifted Madam Zhou's beautiful legs onto his shoulders, starting from her calves, his tongue sliding over her ankles, the insteps, sucking on each delicate toe.
Her voluptuous body, combined with Madam Zhou's position, revealed her alluring figure, the slight excess fat on her waist and back adding to her mature womanly charm.
This mature body was so tempting; her large breasts swayed with his thrusts, her plump buttocks creating waves of flesh.
Suddenly, Madam Zhou tightly covered her mouth, her still-swaying waist trembling violently, and fragrant sweat and vaginal fluid gushed out simultaneously.
The long-awaited desire was now replaced by this excruciating, life-or-death experience!
Madam Zhou, overwhelmed by an unprecedented climax, nearly fainted. Now, enduring his relentless, storm-like thrusts, she was utterly powerless to resist. All she could do was spread her beautiful legs as wide as possible, watching the man sucking her toes, obsessively penetrating her cunt. Her eyes were filled with a hazy, love-struck intensity that transcended age!
Lu Ming withdrew his massive member, lowering one of Madam Zhou's legs from his shoulder while keeping the other on his arm. He then shifted her body into a side-lying position, kneeling on the bed. With a thrust of his upper body, he spread Madam Zhou's thighs into a split, widening her vulva.
With one hand on her thigh, he lifted his throbbing member and thrust it in again. This position made it easier to generate power; each thrust was forceful and resounding, penetrating deep into her cunt, reaching its very hilt.
Madam Zhou's body swayed back and forth from the forceful thrusts, her breasts bouncing rhythmically. Lu Ming reached out and alternately caressed them, sometimes gripping tightly, sometimes gently kneading, attacking her from both above and below, making her bounce like a freshly pulled fish.
Her hands clawed wildly at the bed, nearly tearing the sheets to shreds, her toes pointing straight out like a ballet dancer.
Moans rose and fell, her heavy breathing accompanied by a violent tremor as if electrocuted, her eyelids fluttering, and a gush of fluid gushing from her genitals.
Madam Zhou felt wave after wave of orgasm washing over her, like a stone thrown into a lake, ripples spreading outwards from the center.
She was completely submerged in these surging waves of pleasure.
Seeing her reaction, Lu Ming knew she had reached the peak of another climax, so he quickened his pace, thrusting his dragon until it was as hard as steel and as hot as fire, rapidly moving through her secret passage.
He continued thrusting relentlessly until his head was swollen and numb, and her lower abdomen was burning hot and desperately contracting, before finally, unable to hold back any longer, he ejaculated every last drop of his scalding, hot essence deep into her secret passage.
Madam Zhou, lost in the ecstasy of her orgasm, vaguely felt the rapidly thrusting dragon inside her suddenly transform into slow, powerful thrusts. With each swell, a surge of hot, numbing fluid coursed through her cervix, intensifying the pleasure. Her fingers, which had been stroking her breasts, stopped moving and instead gripped them tightly, as if trying to burst them. Knowing he was also enjoying his orgasm and releasing his essence into her, she wrapped her arms around his waist, pushing and pulling with his rhythm, allowing him to ejaculate completely into her depths.
After the storm, a calm settled in. The two, thoroughly satisfied, embraced, reluctant to part.
Lu Ming remained on top of her, his lower body pressed against her vulva, not wanting his slowly softening member to slip out so quickly, wanting it to linger a little longer in her warm, moist embrace.
Their lips kissed incessantly, as if glued together, their tongues teasing each other, slipping in and out, their two souls seemingly merging into one.