The more he thought about it, the more afraid Chen Bin became, trembling as he crawled off Zhao Xinmei.
Seeing the milky essence flowing out of the other’s jade folds, he quickly grabbed a few tissues to wipe it off.
However, the essence seemed to flow endlessly.
No matter how much Chen Bin wiped, it showed no sign of drying up.
This only made his already uneasy mood even more agitated.
Seeing there were wet wipes on the nightstand, meant for washing faces, he quickly tore one out and gently stuffed it into the jade folds with his wrapped finger.
As he squeezed continuously, more of the thick essence flowed out.
It wasn’t until he had squeezed everything out that he continued to wipe with tissues.
It must be said, Zhao Xinmei’s jade folds were not only visually tender, but the feel to the touch was also quite nice.
Soft and mushy, like a piece of tender tofu.
After wiping the beautiful folds clean, he proceeded to help Zhao Xinmei put on her little panties.
Afterwards, Chen Bin planned to put her bra back on.
But she was limp all over, as if boneless.
No matter how Chen Bin fiddled, he couldn’t get it on.
Having no other choice, he simply tossed the bra aside.
After all, his godmother was already drunk, and when she woke up, she would surely think she took the bra off herself.
But thinking of those slightly swollen jade folds, Chen Bin felt his heart pounding.
Could his godmother really not find out?
Thinking of this, his heart grew more and more fearful.
After cleaning up the tissues and wet wipes in the room, he went back to his room shivering.
However, lying in bed, he was utterly sleepless.
As soon as he closed his eyes, all he could picture was his godmother’s angry face.
The more he thought, the more worried he became, he even felt that his godmother might kill him.
"So be it, I deserve death!" he muttered to himself, as Chen Bin once again recalled the sensation of being on top of Zhao Xinmei.
It was simply too exhilarating!
Since I’m going to die anyway, why not do it one more time?
When this thought suddenly popped into his mind, he felt a sinful fire slowly burning in his lower abdomen.
After tossing and turning in bed for three hours, still with no desire to sleep, he became more and more alert.
Because the dragon between his legs was unbearably hard, Chen Bin still bravely went back to the master bedroom.
However, as soon as he reached the doorstep, he stopped his steps.
This was his godmother who had supported him for many years. It was excusable for not having resisted once, but how could he do it again?
Hesitating at the door for nearly half an hour, Chen Bin returned to his room.
He fiercely slapped himself twice, hoping to stop his foolish thoughts.
But the more he did so, the less he could sleep.
Another three hours passed and dawn was approaching, yet he was still wide awake.
Touching his painfully swollen dragon, he decided to do it one more time.
After all, if he missed this chance, there would be no other opportunity.
His godmother was so beautiful; to be able to sleep with her twice would be worth dying for!
With that thought, Chen Bin finally got out of bed and pushed open the door to the master bedroom.
It was pitch dark inside; only with the faint light from the window was he barely able to make out Zhao Xinmei’s silhouette.
He groped quietly and quickly felt her smooth and round delicate foot.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Bin followed her foot up.
Passing her slender and firm beautiful legs, he reached the entrance to the jade folds again.
Without any hesitation, Chen Bin immediately took off his pants and climbed onto the bed.
Gently spreading Zhao Xinmei’s jade legs, he pulled off the black silk lace panties.
The pale and juicy bare jade pastry once again revealed itself.
Since some time had already passed, the insides of the jade folds were already dry.
After a moment’s thought, Chen Bin immediately buried his head between Zhao Xinmei’s legs.
Sticking out his tongue, he began to gently lick across those tender and tight folds.
The scent of mock-orange with a faint salty taste came through, and Chen Bin’s breathing became fiery once again.
With his movements, Zhao Xinmei’s pretty face flushed red again.
Unconsciously, moans resonated once more.
Before long, fresh juices began to flow from within.
Seeing the moment was right, Chen Bin could no longer care about anything else.
Grasping his towering dragon, he pressed it against Zhao Xinmei’s jade gate and thrust inside.
Just like a few hours earlier, her jade gate seemed to have countless little mouths within.
Once the raging dragon penetrated, it began to be locked in tightly incessantly.
With the pleasurable sensation of sucking flooding his senses, Chen Bin went all the way in one push.
An overwhelming feeling of fullness spread throughout her body, causing Zhao Xinmei’s body to tremble unconsciously.
Feeling the increasingly intense suction from within the jade gate, Chen Bin felt as if his soul was about to fly away.
He hastily began to move.
Even though Zhao Xinmei was already thirty, her jade gate was exceptionally tender.
Not only was it small and tight, but each penetration brought forth flowing juices.
This soft and sticky sensation was downright maddeningly pleasurable.
As Chen Bin’s actions quickened, so did the volume of Zhao Xinmei’s breaths.
Her large breasts bounced uncontrollably with Chen Bin’s movement, sometimes clashing together causing ripples of motion.
I can’t take it, this is too amazing, twice is not enough, I want to do it ten times!
With an inward roar, Chen Bin lifted Zhao Xinmei’s beautiful legs onto his shoulders.
He pounded like a pile driver, going deeper and faster.
Zhao Xinmei clearly had never experienced such intensity, her pleasurable moans gradually growing deeper.
Ten tender little toes curled tightly together, as if enduring something.
Along with the sounds emanating from the depths of her jade gate, Chen Bin was filled with a multitude of emotions.
If only my godmother could marry me.
Even if it meant living ten years less, I would want to bed her to the point she can’t get out of bed every day!
Because Chen Bin could reach deep into her core with every stroke, Zhao Xinmei bit her silver teeth, the intense stimulation helping her gradually regain her senses.
Slowly opening her eyes, she whispered softly.
"Husband, you... be gentle, it’s too deep, I... I can’t quite take it."
Hearing this unexpected voice, Chen Bin was so startled he shuddered all over, stopping in place, not daring to move.
He didn’t know if his godmother was truly awake or, like earlier in the evening, was simply talking in her dreams.
As Chen Bin was incredibly nervous, Zhao Xinmei looked at him intently for a long while.
Finally, with a parting of her red lips, an incredulous voice issued forth.
"Xiao... Xiao Bin, how could it be you?!"
At that moment, Chen Bin felt as if the sky had collapsed.
His head heated up in a rush, suddenly unleashing an unprecedented potential.
Embracing Zhao Xinmei, he started to shake her wildly.
Zhao Xinmei meant to say something, but whatever was on the tip of her tongue turned into moans of pleasure and pain.
In the end, she actually wrapped her arms around Chen Bin’s neck, actively coordinating with him.
Anxiety, excitement, fear... A torrent of emotions flooded his mind.
Finally, Chen Bin thrust fiercely once more, and again sprayed his boiling essence.
Zhao Xinmei too exclaimed, her delicate body starting to tremble uncontrollably.
It seemed she too had reached the climax.
Realizing that he had just sprayed his essence deep inside his godmother while she was conscious,
Chen Bin knew he was doomed!
However, after a long while, the expected scolding did not come.
Hurriedly and with caution, he withdrew his roaring dragon.
Looking once again at Zhao Xinmei, her eyes were glazed over, her face flushed with post-climactic satisfaction.
Chen Bin dared not linger any longer, hastily grabbed his trousers and ran out.
But before he could leave the room, Zhao Xinmei’s weak yet firm voice reached his ears.
"If you dare to run, I will immediately jump off the building, and I mean what I say!"