The Strongest Master Venturing Urban-Chapter 701: The Child Doesn’t Resemble the Father

He Beibei's toes were painted with red nail polish, looking absolutely tempting.

Chen Bin took them into his mouth, savoring them like the most exquisite delicacy on earth.

Without even realizing it, his gaze turned hazy, dreams swirling in his eyes.

When Beibei saw the look of pure enjoyment on his face, her heart brimmed with joy.

Sure enough, all her years of careful maintenance hadn't been wasted.

Xiong Wubing being older was one thing, but he had zero sense of romance.

Every time after sex he'd be like a dead dog, totally ruining the mood.

Only being fucked by a man like Chen Bin could really be called enjoyment.

Just thinking about this, a fresh spring began to seep out of Beibei's valley.

Thankfully her panties were a darker shade, or else it would be pretty embarrassing.

No telling how long it was before Chen Bin's tongue grew tired from licking and he slowly slipped off Beibei's panties.

He grabbed his hard dragon and started to gently rub it along her tender, silky valley.

"Aah~ Hero, hurry up and put it in, I'm so itchy. Fuck me, please, I'm begging you, just fuck me now!"

With Beibei's filthy, wanton cries ringing out, Chen Bin didn't hesitate in the slightest—he drove his dragon straight into her valley.

Her tight valley was instantly stretched wide, making Beibei moan from the sting.

But soon, pleasure took the pain's place.

Beibei actively wrapped her jade legs tight around Chen Bin's waist, a flush blooming on her dazed face.

Chen Bin's hands pinned her snow-white peaks as his hips began to thrust with growing force.

"Pa! Pa! Pa…"

The crisp slapping sounds rang out endlessly as each thrust from Chen Bin slammed in with savage force.

The dragon's head, after breaking through her deepest point, even slammed right into her womb.

A faint, sharp ache, mixed with the rush of fullness, made Beibei's mouth fall open in a helpless gasp.

Beads of glossy saliva trailed down the corner of her lips again.

There was nothing regal left in this picture of dazed, mindless lust.

Seeing this, Chen Bin immediately picked up the pace.

Every thrust of his dragon was a direct assault, plunging deep into her womb.

Once Beibei got used to the pain of being split open, a wave of overwhelming pleasure shot straight to her brain.

She clung hard to Chen Bin's neck, her head rocked back and forth without control.

Her long hair whipped wildly, her whole body lost in wild, shameless cries of pleasure.

"Yes! So good! Fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck me to death!!"

Suddenly, Chen Bin felt the dragon's head gripped tightly and sucked again and again by Beibei's valley.

Warm floods instantly spurted out from the deepest part of her valley.

Chen Bin had no thought of stopping, yanking one of Beibei's jade-smooth legs over his shoulder, and started slamming into her furiously again.

Beibei was right in the midst of climax, and with Chen Bin continuing to rail away, the pleasure had her on the verge of total collapse.

"Aah… ahhh… so good! Fuck me, I want more, just fuck me to death!"

Hearing Beibei's wanton, abandoned cries, Chen Bin pressed his lips hard to her rosy mouth.

Their tongues tangled fiercely, producing wet, desperate sucking sounds over and over.

After another hundred or so fierce thrusts, Chen Bin drove his dragon in to the deepest he could.

Wave after wave of searing, electrifying pleasure tore through his whole body.

His hips trembled violently, and scorching, thick essence erupted like a volcanic explosion—gushing out uncontrollably!

Beibei's body was already crazily sensitive; that sudden rush of heat shattered her last restraints and sent her crashing over the edge again.

The ultimate flood of pleasure drowned her mind, making her feel like she blacked out for a moment.

And at the instant Chen Bin pulled his dragon out of her valley, a gush of sparkling springwater burst out, mixed with pale yellow urine.

Beibei never, ever imagined she'd actually be fucked until she pissed herself.

A fierce wave of shame surged up in her heart, making her face flush crimson once more.

Her delicate, snowy body shuddered uncontrollably, like she was having a seizure—He Beibei once again slipping into a trance.

The sheer intensity of pleasure utterly hooked her.

At the same time, Chen Bin was also savoring afterglow.

After all, fucking He Beibei now felt so much better than back when they were in school!

He just lay sprawled over her sweat-soaked, tender body, catching his breath.

Only after a while did He Beibei slowly come down from that blissful extreme.

Even so, her body would still twitch now and then.

Clearly, the soul-piercing ecstasy from earlier had her totally addicted, unable to stop.

"Hero big brother, you're still just as amazing as ever. You made me feel so damn good with your cock."

As she spoke, He Beibei's slender hand reached down.

She found that Chen Bin's dragon was still not truly soft yet.

Even now, its size beat Xiong Wubing's by a mile.

The length still had sticky juices clinging to it; warm in her palm, it felt so comfortable to hold.

Without realizing, He Beibei felt an aching emptiness in her valley again.

After all, having been lonely for so long, just two orgasms would never be enough.

Feeling the hot seed stirring inside her, He Beibei grew even more anxious in her heart.

Her and Xiong Wubing's kid was already in kindergarten, but the little one looked nothing like him—more and more like Chen Bin, actually.

He Beibei had long started worrying about this, and she really hadn't expected Chen Bin to cum inside her again.

If she got pregnant again, what was she going to do?

Just as her mind started to race, she realized the dragon in her hand was stiffening up again.

Chen Bin grabbed hold of He Beibei's White Jade Peaks, casually kneading as he suddenly teased her.

"Beibei, how'd you turn this slutty now? You even pissed yourself."

She was far too shy to answer him, just tucking her face into the crook of Chen Bin's neck.

Her slender fingers wrapped around his dragon again, beginning to stroke up and down.

Chen Bin quickly understood her intentions, a wicked grin curling on his lips as he spoke with a laugh.

"Be good. Get down on the bed for me—I want to fuck you from behind this time."

The words sent He Beibei's heart blooming with joy. She immediately crawled up and kneeled properly on the bed.

Not hesitating at all, Chen Bin pressed up behind her and mounted He Beibei from the rear.

Right away, he lined up his cock and shoved it deep into her valley.

The sound of bodies slapping together rang out again, and He Beibei just couldn't stop herself from moaning out loud, silver and sweet.

Her White Jade Peaks bounced endlessly before her, an irresistible sight.

Juices poured down the curves of her tender, rounded legs, dripping onto the sheets below.

"Oh my god, so rough! Hero big brother, you're so good~"

As Chen Bin's thrusts pounded faster and faster, He Beibei couldn't help spasming once again.

Thinking back on the years with Xiong Wubing, she suddenly felt nothing but regret.

Some things, you only know to cherish after you've lost them—she had to admit it.

Back then, He Beibei was naïve, unaware of how much a man's endowment mattered.

If she could do it all over, she'd choose Chen Bin without hesitation.

Thinking that, He Beibei started rocking her hips back, meeting Chen Bin's every thrust with eager, seductive motion.

Each fierce collision from Chen Bin filled her with another wave of intense pleasure.

Beibei's eyes rolled back as she came again, pushed to the very peak.

The soul-searing stimulation left her totally limp and splayed out on the bed, overwhelmed with rapture.

And without even realizing it, she pissed herself again…