Breaking the Taboo (1v2, Blood Uncle and Nephew) - Chapter 28

His little niece was truly a treasure. She looked so pure on the outside, but deep down, she was a naughty little minx. After just a couple of days of his teasing, her body had already become so wanton, eagerly offering itself to him.

His warm palm cupped her mound, stroking back and forth, the slick, sticky sensation coating his hand. His fingers occasionally grazed her plump, tender lips, rubbing them with just the right pressure, or lightly teased her cl!t with a playful flick.

Han Yezhen played with her for a while before pulling his fingers back, smearing the glistening juices across Li Mohan’s flat stomach.

A stream of honey trickled from her delicate, pink slit, soaking through her panties in an instant.

“Mmm…”

Li Mohan’s delicate brows furrowed, a soft whimper escaping her parted lips as her hips twitched unconsciously.

Han Yezhen’s breath hitched, desire blazing in his chest. He yanked down his pants, revealing black briefs straining over a towering bulge. His massive c0ckhead stretched the fabric to its limit, a damp circle forming where his precum had soaked through.

He’d been hard several times today, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. With a swift tug, he ripped off his briefs, his swollen, throbbing c0ck springing free. Gripping the scorching shaft, he pressed it against her slightly indented panties and began to grind.

The drenched, nearly transparent fabric offered no real barrier. His thick c0ckhead rubbed against her cl!t, then slid up and down, pressing into the slick folds of her slit.

Li Mohan seemed even more sensitive than last time. The sensation of something hot and hard pressing against her sent a tremble through her legs, her pvssy growing even wetter.

“Tell me, did I get you wet in the elevator earlier?”

His low, husky voice carried a hint of wickedness in the darkness.

Silence answered him, broken only by his own ragged breathing.

“No answer? Then I’ll keep going.”

Han Yezhen tugged down her soaked panties, revealing her glistening slit shimmering with lewd allure. The sight made his c0ck throb harder, standing even prouder.

Her dripping lips seemed to quiver under his lustful gaze, trembling faintly in the air, the dewy petals twitching with each subtle movement.

He gripped his purplish, rock-hard c0ck, coating it with her slick arousal and grinding it against her lips. With slow, deliberate thrusts, he pressed hard against her tight entrance.

“Ngh…”

Whether from pleasure or discomfort, Li Mohan let out a soft hum in her sleep, shifting as if to roll onto her side.

Seeing her try to close her legs, Han Yezhen swiftly wedged his knee between them, his large hands prying her thighs apart, forcing them into a wide M-shape.

His thick c0ck pressed directly against her exposed mound, sliding slowly but unyieldingly against her tight, tender flesh.

His c0ck was longer than most, easily dominating her soft, delicate mound. The thick, veiny shaft ground against her folds, her juices flowing endlessly, soaking them both. With her slickness lubricating every move, her lips began to bloom like petals drenched in rain, parting layer by layer.

Each thrust and withdrawal scraped his pulsing shaft against her dripping flesh, parting her slick lips. The sharp ridge of his c0ckhead nudged her cl!t, pressing and teasing until it swelled, trembling uncontrollably.

The wet, rhythmic squish of his grinding filled the air, lewd and intimate.

Li Mohan’s subconscious seemed to resist the pleasure, even as her cheeks flushed like dawn’s glow. Her lips pursed into a pout, like a petulant child silently protesting, her body squirming restlessly.

Seeing this, Han Yezhen grabbed her knees, pressing them down, folding her pliant body in half with his weight. His chiseled chest crushed against her soft br3asts, pinning her in place.

His Adam’s apple bobbed rapidly, his voice thick with desire. “Don’t move. I’ll make you feel good soon.”