Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2133 - 454: A Family Affair 1

Tingting's diminutive build made her channel quite shallow. Wang Yue's member bumped against the end with just half its length inserted.

Considering her fragility and the fact that this marked her debut, Wang Yue lacked the cruelty to thrust beyond her undeveloped cervix. He opted for gentle depths, steadily churning her delicate young pussy using merely the forward portion of his length.

Nevertheless, this proved ample to thrust Tingting into complete rapture. She smiled brightly, her words quivering in joy. "Mom, Brother Tiezhu... you guys are the best! Being poked feels so good! I want to play the ’Poke-the-Flower’ game with you guys every single day!"

In the meantime, Pingping's youthful visage burned crimson with delight. Her thighs squeezed together tightly, grinding frantically. It was evident that, thanks to their extraordinary twin bond, she savored each fragment of her sister's euphoria.

Zhou Yifei observed from nearby, a subtle grin on her lips. Witnessing the enormous shaft that had recently devastated her own depths now gliding into and out of her girl's snug petite blossom didn't strike her as bizarre as anticipated. Rather, a peculiar warmth emerged—along with an irresistible, subtle excitement.

This prompted Yifei to briefly question if she harbored some concealed, perverse trait within her mind.

Yet, as an elite attorney versed in psychological matters, she understood the truth. She wasn't a "deviant"; her profound affection for her daughters simply made their joy her own.

Regarding the arousal? That stemmed from a basic bodily reaction—similar to viewing an erotic video, except it involved cherished individuals, unfolded in real time, and earned her full approval. The intensity was naturally amplified tenfold.

"It’s so magical," Pingping murmured in wonder. "One part goes into the other and rubs together, and it makes you feel this good?" While speaking, her slim limbs continued parting and joining, with traces of "love juice" starting to seep from her own full, smooth pussy.

"Pingping, can you feel the pleasure that clearly?" Yifei inquired, intrigued.

"Yeah! I feel something hitting and poking inside me over and over. It’s wonderful," Pingping answered. Suddenly, her gaze flitted about as an idea hit. She turned to Wang Yue. "Brother Tiezhu, how about you just keep poking Tingting and leave me be? Okay?"

The twins remained pure-hearted, yet clever. She reasoned that if Brother Tiezhu merely needed to prod one sister for both to relish the sensations, she could avoid the "painful" step of having her own bloom pierced.

Yifei released a quiet exhale. It seems my girls are fated to share one husband eternally, she reflected. Should they wed separate partners, with such a bond, how would those spouses react?

Wang Yue offered no reply. He merely draped Tingting's slim legs across his arms and grasped her compact rear, fiercely slamming his cock's tip into her "bun" pussy without mercy.

Tingting's skin glowed rosy, her mother's distinctive big eyes gazing up at him misty and expansive. Gentle, muddled whimpers escaped her mouth.

Wang Yue relished her response, though one element was absent: her naivety. She lacked the skill to voice her feelings, much less utter naughty phrases like her mom to heighten the mood. He glanced toward Yifei.

Having shared his bed nightly of late, Yifei instantly decoded that glance. She rolled her eyes in his direction.

This scamp. Not content with receiving my daughters; now he seeks my guidance in teaching them bedside obscenities?

Ultimately, she yielded to his mischievous whim. She drew closer and prompted, "Tingting, tell me... how does it feel right now?"

"Mom, it feels so good," Tingting gasped. "It was itchy inside, but when Brother Tiezhu’s big cock moves like that, it’s like he’s scratching it... but a million times better than scratching."

"That’s exactly how it’s supposed to feel," Yifei grinned. "Now, tell Mom and Brother Tiezhu—do you like it when he uses his big cock to poke you like this?"

"I love it!" Tingting exclaimed.

"Don’t tell me," Yifei directed her. "Tell your Brother Tiezhu. Tell him loud and clear how much you love his big cock, and how much you love him poking your little ’slutty’ pussy."

"Brother Tiezhu! You’re poking me so good! Tingting loves your big cock so much! I love it when you poke my little slutty pussy!" Tingting yelled.

Typically, such vulgar speech wouldn't stir Wang Yue, but context mattered. Tingting embodied an untainted cherub who spoke only truths. Those explicit lines, voiced in her pure, youthful cadence, ignited him profoundly. He accelerated inevitably.

Still, wary of causing harm, he avoided deeper penetration—merely quickening his superficial strokes.

"Mom, why did you call Tingting’s pussy ’slutty’?" Pingping questioned, the inquisitive learner.

"When a woman craves being poked, she turns ’naughty.’ In that instant, her pussy becomes somewhat slutty," Yifei provided a simple rationale.

Pingping accepted it as fact. She bobbed her head earnestly. "Then my pussy isn’t slutty yet, because I don’t want Brother Tiezhu to poke me."

A girl's form is delicate and acutely responsive, particularly facing a beast like Wang Yue. After under two minutes of swift pounding, Tingting wailed, "Mom! Brother Tiezhu! Something’s happening! Something’s coming out!"

"Sweetie, that’s a climax! Don’t hold it back—let it out!" Yifei encouraged.

"Ah... ah... AH!" Tingting emitted a series of shrill cries, her tiny pelvis bucking skyward.

Wang Yue sensed her narrow tunnel gripping his member like a clamp. Aware of her summit, he ceased restraint.

He plunged fully, pressing his tip against her soft core, and erupted a vast flood of essence, overflowing her immature womb completely.

The rush of hot inner surge elicited one final scream from Tingting, her small frame quaking fiercely.

Precisely then, Pingping uttered a stifled moan. She breathed raggedly, her lithe legs chafing rapidly, yet soon, disappointment and worry shadowed her expression.