My wife is a Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox-Chapter 22: You’re More Spirited Than Your Daughter

Liu Xianglan was biting her lower lip tightly.

She knew Wu Xia was humiliating and tormenting her.

In a panic, she took out her phone and snapped a picture of Wu Xia, "I’ve captured your disgusting behavior now; just wait for your punishment!"

"Haha!"

Wu Xia laughed heartily, thrusting into Du Lijuan even harder, making Du Lijuan scream with excitement.

"This is your last chance, if you want it, just show some sincerity and stop playing games, otherwise, I will not only make you regret it but also make your whole family regret it."

In his hand, he had a complete video of his affair with Liu Xianglan’s daughter, Li Mengyue.

Liu Xianglan was determined today.

From the horny energy of Li Mengyue, he had obtained powerful spiritual power, and now Liu Xianglan was even hornier than her; how could Wu Xia miss out?

Seeing that her threats were ineffective and with Du Lijuan’s moans driving her insanely irritated,

"Ah, I can’t take it anymore, I can’t stand it."

At that moment, Du Lijuan’s voice intensified, her body convulsing wildly, leading to a direct female ejaculation.

The ecstatic look of reaching climax made Liu Xianglan burn with jealousy.

Meanwhile, Wu Xia’s erection was still as strong as a bull, showing no signs of softening.

"Xianglan, if you want it, come quickly. Xia is really amazing, and he will definitely give you an unprecedented experience,"

With a trembling body, Du Lijuan lay on the bed, saying with utter satisfaction.

"I just came the day before yesterday; I haven’t even caught my breath, I can’t take it anymore."

Liu Xianglan bit her lip and ultimately couldn’t resist the persistent temptation, walked towards Wu Xia, and humbly bowed her head, "I was wrong, please forgive me!"

"Hmm?" Wu Xia said with feigned indifference, "Is that it?"

Liu Xianglan, now insatiably aroused, didn’t care about anything else and immediately knelt down, imitating a cat’s meow, "Meow!"

Then she stuck out her tongue and started licking from Wu Xia’s toes upwards.

Wu Xia remained unmoved, standing there, letting Liu Xianglan lick him.

It must be said, Liu Xianglan’s skills were truly remarkable, and she played far more maneuvers than Du Lijuan did.

Especially with her oral skills, which were indeed providing Wu Xia the ultimate comfort.

She licked every inch of Wu Xia’s skin, not even sparing his behind.

The feeling of that ’dragon drill’ was something even Wu Xia had never experienced before, sending a wave of exhilaration through his entire body.

Liu Xianglan was flushed with eager anticipation, her lower parts were already flowing like a river.

Using her round, plump breasts, she rubbed against Wu Xia’s body, "Master, have you forgiven me yet?"

Wu Xia grabbed them and began kneading forcefully.

"Ah!"

Liu Xianglan cried out in pain yet pleasure, tears streaming from her eyes.

"Will you still be so arrogant when you see me again?" Wu Xia asked, showing no pity as he left red palm prints on both her breasts.

"No, from now on, every time I see you, I’ll call you Master; I’m your most obedient little cat."

Liu Xianglan, with a bruised heart, bowed her head; her breasts grabbed, her lower parts tightened even more, her thighs clenching around Wu Xia’s thighs, rapidly rubbing.

"Come up here, let me see your skills!"

Wu Xia flipped over and lay back, resting his head comfortably.

Liu Xianglan, no longer caring about the pain, hurriedly climbed on top, grabbing the hardness and stuffing it inside.

"Ah!"

The crispness of Liu Xianglan’s cries was distinct.

It was the unique call of a slut, the kind just by the sound of which could make someone hard.

Her eyes suddenly brightened, as if ready to take flight, frolicking over Mr. Wu Xia’s body, flaunting her provocative poses.

Her hands kept tugging at her hair and flesh, even fingering the tender spot below.

Mr. Wu Xia too experienced this Cantonese-style service for the first time and thoroughly enjoyed it.

Moreover, the Spiritual Power brought by Liu Xianglan was even more abundant than that of Li Mengyue.

Liu Xianglan moved until she was exhausted and gasping for air, yet Mr. Wu Xia’s manhood remained erect.

Even though she clenched tightly, she still couldn’t satisfy Mr. Wu Xia.

Mr. Wu Xia flipped her over and pressed her underneath, furiously thrusting into her.

He showed no mercy, thrusting with great force.

Once, twice, three times, four times, five times.

He fucked Liu Xianglan five times in total, her pussy swollen from the relentless pounding, before Mr. Wu Xia finally ceased his torment.

And Mr. Wu Xia’s Spiritual Power reached its peak state.

He faintly felt that his strength was about to progress again.

However, he still couldn’t control the ability to soften after becoming hard, which greatly irritated Mr. Wu Xia.

Just as he was about to launch another assault on Liu Xianglan, she waved her hand, "No more, I don’t want any more, enough, enough!"

She had never imagined that she, a woman feared by many men, would be completely subdued by one man.

Mr. Wu Xia didn’t care about her protests and entered her again.

To stimulate Liu Xianglan further, Mr. Wu Xia directly showed her the video of him and Li Mengyue fucking.

"You’re much better than your daughter!" he said.

Liu Xianglan, shocked to learn that Mr. Wu Xia had already been with her daughter, instantly turned pale.

But his massive member filled her completely, leaving her unable to resist, forcing her to scream just like her daughter in the video.

Although the stimulation increased the Spiritual Power supplied by Liu Xianglan, it was still negligible for Mr. Wu Xia at this point.

"Could it be that after being satisfied, it doesn’t work anymore, or is the best time to harvest when they are desperately holding back?" he thought.

An idea flashed through Mr. Wu Xia’s mind.

Du Lijuan, seeing that Mr. Wu Xia was still unsatisfied, crawled over and wrapped herself around him, "Xia, if this goes on, she might really have problems, let auntie satisfy you instead!"

Mr. Wu Xia nodded and aimed his "gun" at Du Lijuan.

He wasn’t sure if Du Lijuan hadn’t recovered yet, or if his ample Spiritual Power now required more potent force.

The Spiritual Power obtained from Du Lijuan was also negligible.

After a quick release, Mr. Wu Xia gave up.

The issue of remaining hard was resolved, and without gaining Spiritual Power, continuing was merely physical exercise, so Mr. Wu Xia lost interest.

He pulled up his pants, took out his phone and snapped a photo of Liu Xianglan’s bruised body.

"I’ll save this for you, in case you stir up trouble again," he said.

After pinching her flesh one more time, he left satisfied.

It was nearly five o’clock in the afternoon, just in time to run into Wu Xiaoyun and her brother, Wu Xiaohu, coming home from school.

Xiaoyun, now in junior high, was blossoming beautifully and her body was in the throes of development.

But her gaze turned strange when she saw Mr. Wu Xia, her cheeks flushed with a bashful red, and she shyly lowered her head.

This action startled Mr. Wu Xia for a moment, feeling as if he’d been caught in an affair by Xiaoyun.

After all, the children were old enough to understand these matters now.

Xiao Hu tilted his head, looking at Mr. Wu Xia, "Mr. Wu Xia, what are you doing at our house again? It’s not like you’ve been poisoned again, asking Mom to suck out the poison, right?"

"Ah!"

Mr. Wu Xia was taken aback, his face turning red instantly, he stood frozen on the spot, at a loss for words.