Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system Chapter 628: Ch-627: Maid Again (4)

With her head bowed and breath coming in gasps, Zhang Zihan’s eyes shimmered with unrestrained desire.

He lowered his head, capturing her lips in a passionate embrace. His mouth consumed hers with an intensity that mirrored the quickening rhythm of their bodies.

Their tongues intertwined in a deep exploration, a desperate merging of needs that brought them both to the precipice.

The soft sounds of their shared breaths mingled, filling the carriage with an electrifying atmosphere that only amplified their longing.

His lips met hers with an almost ravenous hunger, his tongue forcefully parting her lips to meet hers.

The kiss was commanding, possessive, leaving no doubt about the power dynamic between them.

His hands moved over her form, his fingers tracing the gentle curves of her hips before ascending to cup her breasts.

He squeezed them with firm pressure, his thumbs brushing against her suddenly sensitive nipples, causing her to press against him, yearning for more of his touch.

Her body responded automatically, pressing into his, her muffled moans against his lips as their mouths moved together in a fervent pace.

Wang Ming’s fingers plunged into her hair, tugging her head back forcefully, revealing the graceful line of her neck.

Without a moment's hesitation, his mouth followed, trailing searing kisses down her throat, his teeth lightly scraping her skin as he claimed her.

Wang Ming’s hands guided her hips, helping her find a tempo that sent them both into moans of pleasure.

"Mmm, just like that... Ride that cock," he groaned, his gaze fixed on her undulating breasts.

Her exquisite rhythm dissolved into a fierce, overwhelming need to connect. He could feel her climax building, a coil wound impossibly tight. Her core became a molten fist, gripping and releasing him in staccato bursts, drenching his thighs and the bedding below with her release.

Just as her cries reached their zenith and her body began to slacken from her own climax, Wang Ming seized control.

He let out a low growl as his hips surged upward, lifting off the bed to meet her downward movement. Gripping her waist firmly, he held her in place as he began to thrust into her from below, his movements becoming relentless, pounding drives.

"Mast...Nnnn!"

"AHHH!"

"FUCKK...FUCKK..YESSS!"

Each thrust drove his entire length deep within her, the impact jarring and profound, striking her womb with a force that sent stars behind her eyes.

Zhang Zihan could do nothing but cling to him, her cries subsiding into inarticulate, sobbing gasps as he possessed her, filling her again and again.

"Yesss... fuck... this whore... your... ah! AH! AHH!"

"Ahhh, Ahhh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhhh!!!... So gooodddddd!!!"

"You like it, don't you? Being my little cowgirl?" he teased, his words causing her to flush.

Zhang Zihan nodded, unable to speak as the pleasure intensified within her.

"Yes, yes, I do!" she cried out, her core clenching around his erection as she rode him with increasing speed.

"Why is your pussy so tight?" Wang Ming taunted, a wicked grin spreading across his lips, "Hasn't your husband fucked you here before?"

Zhang Zihan gasped at his words, her voice quivering with a mixture of surprise and deep longing.

"Y... you’re just so big, young master. No one has ever made me feel like this. I can barely fit you inside my hole..."

Her breathless confession sent a powerful jolt of excitement through him, intensifying the raw hunger consuming him.

With every surge, her backside moved erratically, the soft flesh quivering in response, drawing him deeper into the heat of their connection.

The sight of her lost in ecstasy, utterly surrendered to his touch, filled him with exhilaration.

"Then tell me how good is my cock compared to your husband..."

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhhh! Uuuuu! Uhhhh! Uh! Mmmmmm!" She screamed in sheer pleasure.

Each rhythmic movement drove his erection into her sensitive core, causing her to see dazzling lights behind her closed eyelids, a vibrant current coursing through her veins.

She rode him as if her life depended on it, desperately chasing that elusive peak of release.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" She cried out with each bounding thrust, her hips a blur as she took him deeper and deeper.

"Uh, uh, uh! Ahhhh... Yoursssss!!! Your cock is way better, is longer, better, thicker anddd... Ahhhh, ah, ah, and it doesn’t go limp after few seconds...eeeee, hngghhhh, ahhh, ah, ah, hngh, Haah"

Her body convulsed with each impact, her core gripping him tightly as she neared her climax.

Wang Ming’s potent thrusts reverberated through the air, each one sending waves of heat and intensity through her, his hardness burying itself in her tight embrace, his balls smacking her firm backside with every powerful stroke.

Her buttocks rippled with each thrust, her cheeks jiggling, her ample rear bouncing with every blow.

Wang Ming’s fingers gripped her hair, pulling her head back, exposing the graceful arch of her neck.

Her lips parted slightly in a low moan, her eyes clouded with intense desire.

Her body was stretched to its utmost, her core tightening around his penis as he pounded into her.

Pah~ pah~ pah~

He could feel her body's embrace around his dragon, her inner tightness constricting him, her heat engulfing him.

A loud moan escaped her lips as her hips began to rock, her backside colliding with his pelvis with each powerful thrust.

Her slick juices cascaded down his legs, anointing his balls, her distinctive scent permeating the air.

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!" Her cries intensified, growing more desperate as she furiously rode him, seeking her own summit.

"Mmmpfff! Mmmmhh!" Her screams were abruptly stifled by the sheer force of her orgasmic climax.

"Look at you," Wang Ming murmured, his voice a low rumble, "utterly consumed, acting like some common whore."

"Ohh... yes... I am your whore... fuck me right here... Young Master... harder... fill me with your seed... make me pregnant," Zhang Zihan gasped, her voice trembling with unbridled lust, her body swaying rhythmically with every deep lunge.

Her entire being convulsed, her core clenching around his hardness as successive waves of intense pleasure surged through her.

"Ughhhhhhh!" She collapsed atop him, her body utterly spent and quivering.

"Haah... Haah... Haah... your cock is magnificent," she whispered into his chest, finding solace and a warmth absent in her own husband. "Good..." Wang Ming embraced her.

"But you haven't made me cum yet... a true slut deserves a proper creampie, don't you think?" he added.

"Haah.... Haah... I feel so drained... I can barely move... can you handle the rest, Young Master?" she panted heavily.