The Jade Faced Cuck-Chapter 35: He Didn’t Let Her Breathe

Zhao Wei hadn't moved.

He was buried to the hilt, his cock thick and pulsing inside her like a living weapon, the flared head stretching her deepest walls, nestled directly against her womb. Her pussy had been forced to spread wide around his monstrous girth, lips pulled taut, folds trembling with each tiny throb of his shaft.

Her belly bulged with his size.

Xue Lan lay beneath him, gasping, eyes wide and unfocused. Her chest rose and fell in quick, sharp breaths. Her breasts jiggled with each desperate inhale, nipples soaked with sweat. Her mouth opened in a stunned O, jaw slack. Her legs quivered against his hips, barely able to stay parted.

"Fuck," she whispered. "It's too big—too deep—"

Zhao Wei grunted.

Then he pulled back.

Inch after thick inch slid from her soaked cunt, walls clinging, trembling, refusing to let him go. The lewd squelch of her stretched pussy echoed across the room. He paused when only the flared head remained inside.

Then he slammed back in.

Xue Lan *screamed*.

Her entire body jolted upward. Her back arched violently. Her hands grabbed at the sheets, then his arms, then nothing. Her moan was ragged, half-pain, half-orgasm, and entirely ecstatic.

"YES—fuck—YES—!"

He slammed in again.

And again.

Brutal, relentless, heavy.

Her pussy welcomed it. Every thrust sent ripples up her belly, her flesh slapping against his hips with wet, meaty smacks. Her thighs clapped softly against his sides. Her cunt made the filthiest sounds—wet, open, *desperate*.

She didn't just take him.

She *worshipped* him.

"Yes—yes—deeper—fuck me open—break me—!"

Zhao Wei growled, low and primal. His fingers dug into her hips as he began pounding her harder, faster, the full weight of his body behind every thrust.

The bedframe shook.

The headboard slammed into the wall with every savage motion.

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Lin Mu, still kneeling beside the bed, stared in awe and devastation. His eyes were wide, his mouth dry, his cock soaking the front of his robe. His breathing matched the rhythm of the thrusts. His chest ached with shame and lust.

Xue Lan's moans changed. They were higher now, breathless, frantic. Her legs spread wider. Her hands gripped the sheets, then her own thighs, holding herself open.

"Harder—don't stop—I'm gonna cum again—!"

Zhao Wei buried himself deep and began grinding, his cock twisting inside her, shifting her insides. Her belly swelled, stretched, the pressure building unbearable.

She *screamed*, legs locking around him, body locking up.

And then she came.

Hard.

A gush of slick erupted from her cunt, soaking the sheets, drenching his cock. She trembled, cried out, her whole body seizing with pleasure.

Zhao Wei didn't stop.

He fucked her through it.

Every thrust punished her trembling core, every impact splitting her open again.

"I can't—I can't—" she gasped.

"You *will*," Zhao Wei growled.

He pulled her legs higher, ankles pressed to her shoulders, and began driving in even deeper. Her pussy gaped around him, stretched wide, raw and leaking.

"More—give me more—fuck me like a beast—"

He did.

And Lin Mu watched it all, trembling, his heart breaking as he grew harder than he'd ever been in his life.

His wife was being *ravaged*.

And she loved it more than anything he could ever give her.