The Strongest Master Venturing Urban-Chapter 724: If You Can’t Hold Back, Just Cry Out Loud

As soon as Chen Bin finished speaking, he paid no more mind to the panicking Zhao Xinmei.

He shoved his raging dragon straight into that warm, slippery valley without hesitation.

With a wet suck, "puchi", the dragon's head rammed right into her flower's core.

The overwhelming fullness surged into Zhao Xinmei's mind again, pleasure making her eyes widen, a hoarse moan rasping from her throat.

"So… so big, it's too deep!"

Zhao Xinmei could clearly feel that Chen Bin's dragon was even bigger than usual, and his force was fiercer too.

He shoved himself deep inside, as if he was about to split her valley open.

As Chen Bin kept thrusting, his dragon ravaged her valley, pounding madly inside.

Every time the tip stabbed into her deepest spot, Zhao Xinmei pressed her mouth tightly shut, desperately trying not to cry out.

Meanwhile, Ma Juan, lying on the sofa, was burning with wicked desire too.

She really couldn't understand how Zhao Xinmei could be so deliriously pleasured from just pleasuring herself.

Listening to those enticing moans, she started to get turned on too.

Her left hand kept kneading her own White Jade Peaks, while her right hand pressed on her own valley, rubbing gently.

She closed her eyes, her mind flooded with the image of Chen Bin's thick, powerful dragon.

"Mom, how did you get so filthy? Your daughter-in-law hears your voice and just can't help but start touching herself too."

Without waiting, Chen Bin turned Zhao Xinmei's body toward Ma Juan.

Endless shame and fear kept surging in her heart, Zhao Xinmei's eyes growing more and more clouded with lust.

Her delicate body trembled, and she was drawn closer and closer to the edge.

Feeling her valley furiously clench and squeeze, Chen Bin knew Zhao Xinmei was about to climax.

So he stopped moving, lying on top of Zhao Xinmei's jade-smooth back, whispering softly.

"Mom, if you can't hold back, just cry out loud. I want to hear it."

"No… we can't, someone will hear. Xiao Bin, stop, mom… I really can't hold it anymore."

Zhao Xinmei was teetering on the brink of orgasm, waves of pleasure crashing over her like the tide.

To cling to a shred of dignity, she didn't want to climax right in front of Ma Juan.

But her valley itched unbearably inside, that maddening sensation scraping her from the inside out.

Chen Bin just kept battering her hard, whispering in her ear again.

"Then answer me. Are you the sluttiest woman on earth? Do you think every day about getting fucked by your son?"

"Xiao Bin, don't say that, I… mnnh~ I'm your mother…"

"It's mom I'm fucking. Say it! Aren't you a filthy little bitch in heat for her son? Weren't you the one who seduced your own kid?!"

Under Chen Bin's relentless attack, Zhao Xinmei's mind went blank; her reason finally drowned in pure instinct.

She tilted her head back, and let out husky, lewd little cries for Chen Bin alone.

"Yes, I'm your filthy bitch, I seduced you, my son… I'm cumming! Mmm—!"

Just as she was about to scream out, Chen Bin clamped a hand firmly over her mouth.

Her valley, battered by his dragon's thrusts, spiraled into the ultimate peak.

His dragon's head was washed again and again by her gushing juices; Chen Bin shuddered violently, shooting thick, hot cum in an explosive rush, like a volcano erupting inside her.

Zhao Xinmei's legs turned weak, and without Chen Bin's arms holding her up, she probably would have collapsed straight onto the floor.

As his dragon finally slid out of her valley, endless milky-white essence streamed out in rivers.

Seeing this, Zhao Xinmei immediately clamped her legs together, refusing to let such a delicious treat go to waste.

Eager to taste that essence, she urged quietly,

"Before Xiao Juan finds us, hurry and go hide in my room—I'm really so scared right now."

But Chen Bin didn't hurry, drawling, "At least lick me clean first."

Staring down at his dragon drenched in their mingled liquids, Zhao Xinmei showed not a trace of disgust.

She immediately squeezed her valley tight, squatted down, and sucked it into her mouth with force.

Compared to Zhao Xinmei, who was lost in pleasure, Ma Juan felt much more tormented.

Her valley had long since taken on the shape of Chen Bin; her own fingers simply couldn't satisfy her anymore.

All this fiddling only made her crave even more, turning her heart into a boiling mess.

Adding to that, she'd been under a lot of pressure lately, leaving her whole self in a hazy daze.

"Mom, get me a glass of water, I'm so thirsty…"

The sudden commotion startled Zhao Xinmei, who hurriedly spit out the dragon and answered.

"Alright, I'll get it right away."

Maybe it was a guilty conscience, but she completely forgot about Chen Bin.

She immediately got up from the ground and ran to pour a glass of water for Ma Juan.

"Xiao Juan, here, have some water!"

To keep Ma Juan from noticing anything strange, Zhao Xinmei chose to stand behind the sofa.

But as her perfect curves became exposed, Chen Bin couldn't help but feel the urge stirring again.

"Mom, you go do your thing, I want to nap here for a bit."

After downing more than half the glass, Ma Juan collapsed back onto the sofa.

Maybe feeling a bit lonely inside, she even grabbed Zhao Xinmei's arm tightly.

The latter didn't dare pull away, afraid she'd wake Ma Juan and Chen Bin would be discovered.

But what Zhao Xinmei never could have imagined was Chen Bin sneaking into the living room, fingers teasing her valley over and over.

Maybe from nerves, Zhao Xinmei's body became hypersensitive.

It only took a few strokes before she started to respond.

But looking at Ma Juan right in front of her, terror swarmed Zhao Xinmei's heart.

She didn't dare utter a word, only looked at Chen Bin with a face full of desperate pleading.

He ignored her, his big hands shamelessly wandering over Zhao Xinmei's delicate body.

Tingling waves of pleasure made her almost moan out loud.

Her expression, little by little, became dazed and intoxicated again.

Chen Bin couldn't control the fire burning in his chest any longer—he pressed Zhao Xinmei onto the sofa, then shoved the dragon deep into her valley.

"Ah-hah~ Don't!"

Hearing Zhao Xinmei's muffled cries, Ma Juan realized the woman must be comforting herself again right next to her.

Trying to spare her some embarrassment, she just squeezed her eyes shut, not planning to turn her head and look.

But curiosity got the better of her, and she asked, "Mom, what kind of fairy stick are you using? How come it sounds so damn good?"

Zhao Xinmei realized Ma Juan had misread the situation, so she decided to just play along with it.

"I… I'm just using my fingers."

Hearing their conversation, Chen Bin got even more aroused.

He grabbed Zhao Xinmei's peachy ass, slamming deep with eager thrusts.

But to avoid making noise from their bodies colliding, he made sure to push the dragon all the way in with each stroke.

Fresh waves of intense pleasure washed over Zhao Xinmei, making her moan despite herself.

"Mm-ah~ So good… It's so itchy, I can't stand it…"

Hearing all this, Ma Juan felt as though countless ants were crawling under her skin.

Her frustration only grew more intense.

She hardly ever did it herself, so her skills were lacking, to say the least.

Hearing how skilled Zhao Xinmei was, her longing just grew hotter and hotter.

"Mom, or… why don't you help me out too, right now? Brother Bin isn't home much these days, and listening to you makes me feel terrible…"