Breaking the Taboo (1v2, Blood Uncle and Nephew) - Chapter 30

Han Yezhen panted, his gaze locked on the girl sprawled across the bed.

In the dim, hazy light, shadows danced across her lashes, damp with a hint of tears from the relentless grinding against her pvssy. Her snowy cheeks bloomed with a vivid, lustful pink.

It was a face that could steal anyone’s heart—pale as jade, dusted with a rosy glow, her soft, cherry lips plump and inviting, the delicate bead of her lip begging to be kissed.

In the thick of the night, her fair skin seemed to glow, luminous in the darkness.

Smeared with his cum, the girl exuded a sultry, intoxicating charm.

Her pristine body, now streaked with splotches of semen, looked like a pure canvas marred by inkblots, each drop staining her with his mark.

Unlike her lower half, eagerly dripping with slick and coated in his seed, her face bore a faint trace of struggle.

Purity and seduction—two opposing qualities blended in her, harmonizing in a way that was both innocent and utterly wanton.

His little niece was so delicate, so compliant. Yet even her obedience stirred no pity in him—only a burning desire to ruin her completely.

The lust in Han Yezhen’s dark eyes hadn’t faded; it surged anew, roiling within him.

He grabbed his phone, opening the camera, unable to resist leaning closer. The lens followed his fingertips as they glided over her smooth, pale skin, smearing his cum across it. Her faint shivers were palpable, her skin silky under his touch.

It was as if he were painting a masterpiece, stroke by stroke, transforming her from innocence to raw temptation.

White, red, pink, and hints of green—all crafted by his desire as the brush, his passion as the ink.

He couldn’t help but be captivated.

At the thought, his breath caught, his freshly spent c0ck stirring back to life.

One release tonight wouldn’t be enough.

Han Yezhen set the phone aside and rose from the bed. His heavy balls nestled in a thick patch of hair, his rigid c0ck jutting proudly between his muscular thighs, swaying with each step.

Straddling her chest, he gripped his thick c0ckhead, rubbing it across her soft, pale face—over her eyelids, her nose, and finally her lips.

The head slid back and forth across her lips, glistening precum leaking from the tip, painting her mouth as if applying lipstick.

His c0ck, still unwashed from his release, carried the musky mix of his cum and her slick. The scent was potent, and Li Mohan seemed to dislike it, turning her head away.

He lifted a hand, fingers firmly kneading her lips, his voice low and husky, laced with a seductive edge. “Give it a taste—you’ll love it.”

His long fingers pinched her jaw, forcing her lips apart. The moment a gap appeared, he shoved two fingers inside.

Her soft, wet tongue was caught by his deft fingers, which began thrusting in and out, mimicking the motion of a c0ck in her pvssy. Occasionally, he pinched and rubbed her tongue, toying with it like an amusing plaything.

Her small mouth, unable to close, dribbled saliva down the corners of her lips.

Both her upper and lower mouths were so tight—irresistible yet maddening. He’d tasted this mouth before, and the memory lingered, though the first time she’d resisted, her sharp little teeth grazing him painfully.

So, maybe a little revenge today?

When her mouth was slick with enough saliva, he withdrew his fingers, the glistening digits parting with a silvery thread.

He shifted forward, burying her face beneath his crotch, and guided his thick c0ck into her mouth.

Just the head alone filled her, stretching her mouth wide, too big to go further.

Li Mohan instinctively tried to push the intrusion out.