The Strongest Master Venturing Urban-Chapter 696: Godmother Really Held Back Too Long

Chen Bin didn't say a word, but slowly bowed his head and pressed his lips against Zhao Xinmei's red lips.

Their four lips met, quickly twisting around each other in a hungry tangle.

Zhao Xinmei's desire was ravenous, her burning breaths constantly teasing Chen Bin's sensitive nerves.

During their fevered kiss, he slowly took off his pants and pressed his mighty dragon against Zhao Xinmei's valley, starting to rub hard against her.

Faced with the hot, stiff length, Zhao Xinmei shuddered all over, a soft moan escaping her lips.

When they parted, Chen Bin fixed his eyes on Zhao Xinmei and spoke softly.

"Mom, it's my fault for leaving you lonely so long. Now I want to make it up to you. You have to cooperate with me, okay?"

She nodded, answering shyly.

"Okay…"

Chen Bin reached out and gently spread Zhao Xinmei's jade legs open, revealing her pristine, plump mound once more.

Staring at that perfect sight, he couldn't help but press a kiss onto it.

Her pure valley didn't have any strange smell; instead, it carried a unique, alluring scent.

It was utterly intoxicating.

The electric pleasure made Zhao Xinmei tremble uncontrollably.

Her pale, round thighs unconsciously clamped tighter around Chen Bin's head.

"Xiao Bin, can you not lick me there? Mom… still isn't used to it," she whispered anxiously, her gorgeous face filled with panic.

Chen Bin laughed softly, "It's fine, you'll get used to it the more I lick. Mom, let your son serve you well, don't spoil the mood."

Hearing that, she finally relaxed her legs.

Even though she found it incredibly embarrassing, she still couldn't help savoring that exquisite sensation.

As Chen Bin licked her again and again, Zhao Xinmei felt as if a hundred ants were crawling and tickling in her heart.

Biting her cherry lips, her face betrayed a mix of pain and pleasure.

After the first tentative flicks, Chen Bin's tongue delved deeper into her valley, probing inside again and again.

His teasing made Zhao Xinmei's hidden depths grow warmer and warmer.

When her pearl was taken into his mouth, the intense stimulation made her entire body tense up.

Moans, low and urgent, spilled uncontrollably from the depths of her throat.

Seeing this, Chen Bin began flicking the pearl with the tip of his tongue at lightning speed.

Zhao Xinmei couldn't stand it for long; her hands gripped the bed sheets in a desperate clutch and her valley began to quake.

Chen Bin realized instantly and quickly moved off to the side.

"Aahng!!"

With Zhao Xinmei's lewd cry, a stream burst from her valley like a gushing fountain.

Only now did Chen Bin understand—his sexy godmother really had been holding back for too long.

Otherwise, how could she gush so easily?

Taking advantage of the moment, Chen Bin pounced on top of Zhao Xinmei, gazing at her flushed face and teasing,

"Mom, we haven't even been apart long—how are you this slutty already?"

Zhao Xinmei smacked him playfully, glaring at him with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance.

"You bad thing, how can you talk about your mother like that? I just haven't enjoyed myself this much in so long, that's all."

"So that's it? In that case, let me make you feel even better now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Bin gripped his dragon and thrust it straight into her valley.

Already starved for him, Zhao Xinmei arched her hips, eagerly matching his thrusts.

Right now, she could feel a sort of magic in that dragon's head—every deep push sent shudders of intense pleasure through her.

The sinful thrill of their secret tryst washed over Zhao Xinmei, filling her nerves with a dizzy, forbidden shock.

Unconsciously, she started to moan and whimper lewdly.

"Mmmh~ Xiao Bin, harder, a little harder! Mommy… mommy feels so good when you fuck me, ah~ ahh!"

With every powerful thrust, Zhao Xinmei's tender body spasmed uncontrollably.

The pleasure was so sharp, so complete, she felt as if she'd returned to how she'd been ten years ago.

A wave of perfect satisfaction churned inside her, and soon Zhao Xinmei realized she was teetering on the edge of climax.

Thinking of Ma Juan lying next door made her cheeks flush hot with shame and guilt.

Zhao Xinmei wanted to go back to being a normal mother with Chen Bin—but her body simply wouldn't allow it.

All these years, only Chen Bin could fill the emptiness in her heart.

If she lost that dragon, she felt, then nothing in the world would matter anymore.

After dozens of thrusts, Chen Bin suddenly felt his dragon caught tightly by her sucking valley.

Guessing Zhao Xinmei was about to reach her peak, he abruptly pulled out his dragon.

With a wicked grin he asked, "Mom, does it feel good when your son fucks you?"

The sudden interruption made Zhao Xinmei jerk and shudder uncontrollably.

Without the fullness of his dragon, her valley felt achingly empty and itchy.

With sultry eyes she gazed at Chen Bin, voice soft and pleading.

"Good boy, don't tease Mommy anymore, I really can't take it—come on, put it in me, hurry!"

As she spoke she rolled her slender waist, letting her valley slide along the dragon's head, seeking him eagerly.

Drawing a deep breath, just as he was about to plunge in again, Chen Bin mischievously twisted his hips.

Letting the dragon's head rub over her pearl instead.

"Mmm~"

The stimulation made Zhao Xinmei moan helplessly again.

She twisted her hips again and again, chasing his dragon desperately.

But every time, Chen Bin moved just out of reach.

After several failed attempts, Zhao Xinmei grew frantic.

Her already burning body began to throb with frustration and need.

Seeing her flushed and desperate face, Chen Bin knew he couldn't torment her anymore.

After all, his sexy godmother had been holding back for too long; to tease her further really did seem mean.

Thinking so, he immediately gripped his dragon and plunged it deep inside her valley.

That emptiness was filled again in an instant, making Zhao Xinmei throw her head back and let out a lewd, ecstatic cry.

But soon she clapped a hand over her mouth to muffle herself.

As Chen Bin began pounding harder, Zhao Xinmei felt as if she'd been transported to a strange fairyland.

That wild, mind-blowing pleasure filled her soul with total satisfaction.

"Haah~ So strong! Faster, go faster—I'm going to fly away! Ah!!"

Soon after, Zhao Xinmei finally reached the peak she'd been aching for.

The intense satisfaction coursed through her body, and a crystalline stream gushed freely from her valley.

The sudden heat made Chen Bin's waist tense and tingle with pleasure.

He ripped his dragon out at once as a thick, milky jet of semen burst forth.

It splattered all over Zhao Xinmei's belly, breasts, and even her beautiful face.

Seeing her so utterly ravished sent a wicked thrill through Chen Bin's heart.

But after a moment, he thought maybe he'd gone a bit too far.

He quickly grabbed a few tissues, wanting to clean her up.

But Zhao Xinmei urged him, "Xiao Bin, leave the rest to me. You'd better go now—this is Xiao Juan's house and Mommy's really scared."

Chen Bin nodded—there was nothing more to say.

He pulled up his pants, turned around, and left the room.

Once she heard the door next door close, Zhao Xinmei got up quickly and locked her door tight.

She extended those elegant, white fingers, scooping up his essence from her body and feeding it to her lips.

Tasting that flavor she'd longed for, she felt her very soul reach a higher plane.

Right at that moment, Zhao Xinmei felt as satisfied as a man would after a "post-meal cigarette."

The pleasure was beyond words.

Her craving for Chen Bin's cum was her life's deepest secret.

Even if she died, she'd never let a second person know.

Savoring that taste on her tongue, Zhao Xinmei felt almost drunk from it all.

She slowly closed her eyes, a look of utter fulfillment on her stunning face…