Shi Yang gazed at Xiu Mei, her chest a tempting sight before him. He continued to lavish attention on her breasts, teasing and suckling until she writhed beneath him.
"You're so eager," he purred, his voice low and husky. "But remember, I have a technique to perfect." His hand trailed down her stomach, fingers dipping into the warmth between her thighs.
Xiu Mei gasped, legs parting instinctively to grant him access. "Yes... Uncle Shi," she breathed out.
He chuckled darkly at the endearment that now felt more intimate than ever before. As his fingers delved deeper, stroking and circling her sensitive flesh, he couldn't help but think of fattening her little sister to bring him more pleasure. This idea sent a thrill through him.
Though Shi Yang focused on the present moment, intent on bringing Xiu Mei pleasure first and foremost. He applied gentle pressure against her clit while pumping two fingers in and out of her tight channel. Her wetness coated them as she began to rock against his hand.
"Uncle Shi... please..." Xiu Mei whimpered urgently between ragged breaths.
Her plea was music to his ears as he picked up the pace of his ministrations. He could feel her walls starting to flutter around his invading digits—a sign that she was nearing climax.
"Just let go," he encouraged hoarsely in response to her desperate tone. "I'll catch you."
With a keening cry that vibrated through their joined bodies, Xiu Mei came undone beneath him—her inner muscles clenching rhythmically around Shi Yang's fingers as waves of ecstasy washed over her trembling form...
In this moment of vulnerability after release had claimed its prize from Xiu Mei's quivering body, it seemed like an eternity since they'd been entwined like this—skin-to-skin intimacy, not just physical but also spiritual connection transcending mere lust for something far more profound...
He laid her down, turning to the side, and seeing Han Jie's watchful silhouette, she giggled her bangles. "If you're done, I'm here waiting."
"We're not anywhere close to being finished," Xiu Mei half yells. She looks at Han Jie's figure, and that irritates her. "Let's move this onto my side... I don't want him to see us," she whispered into Shi Yang's ears while wrapping her arms around his neck.
Shi Yang understood her intentions quite well as he held her legs and got up. "Sorry, this is where your free show ends, it seems."
"How sad I was finally about to see how much your nephew could handle from you," she murmured, but she turned over and covered herself. "Just save some essence for me, okay?"
She spoke, and he told her he never runs out. "Now then, is this better?" Shi Yang asks, laying Xiu Mei on her bed. Her smile said more than words as she reached for his shaft.
Shi Yang groaned as Xiu Mei's slender fingers wrapped around his girthy shaft. Her touch was electric—warmth seeping into his skin as she began to stroke him slowly.
"Much better," he agreed huskily, watching through half-lidded eyes as she worked him over. His free hand drifted up to cup one of Xiu Mei's breasts possessively.
He couldn't help but think about how much bigger they could get—how much more flesh he could bind around this cock with careful nurturing and fattening techniques...
Shi Yang shuddered at such depraved fantasies while continuing to let Xiu Mei pleasure him. Her grip tightened slightly as she picked up speed and rhythm.
"Mmm... just like that," he praised her, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.
Xiu Mei's eyes fluttered shut in bliss, a small moan escaping her parted lips. Her own arousal was already building again—her sensitive folds starting to grow slick once more.
She leaned up to capture Shi Yang's mouth in a heated kiss, their tongues tangling as she continued to pump his thick member with increasing urgency.
Breaking the kiss for air, Xiu Mei whispered against his lips, "I want you inside me... Uncle Shi."
Shi Yang's response was immediate and dominant—lifting her hips to align his shaft with her entrance before thrusting forward in one smooth motion.
"Ah!" Xiu Mei cried out as he filled her completely, her inner walls stretching to accommodate his impressive girth.
He paused for a moment to let her adjust before starting a slow and deliberate pace. Each stroke brought him deeper into Xiu Mei's welcoming heat...
Her nails dug into Shi Yang's back as she wrapped herself around him like a living vise—pulling him closer with every downward plunge.
The wet sounds of their coupling filled Xiu Mei's bedchamber as Shi Yang took what was his—claiming Xiu Mei's body thoroughly with each powerful thrust...
In this moment they were lost in carnal bliss—bound together by lustful desire that transcended mere physical pleasure.
Shi Yang's thrusts grew more intense, his hips snapping forward with a primal urgency as he claimed Xiu Mei's body. The bed dipped with their passionate rhythm.
Xiu Mei met each stroke eagerly, her inner muscles clenching and ringing around Shi Yang's thick shaft. She was lost in the sensation of being so thoroughly filled—her insides rearranging by his unyielding dominance.
"Uncle Shi!" she cried out again, voice hoarse with pleasure as she felt her climax building. Her nails scored down his back, leaving red welts in their wake.
Shi Yang grunted at the sting of her nails but didn't slow his pace. Instead, he reached between their straining bodies to find Xiu Mei's sensitive pearl. His fingers circled it rapidly as he pounded into her from below...
The added stimulation sent Xiu Mei hurtling over the edge into ecstasy. Her pussy spasmed wildly around Shi Yang's cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.
He felt every twitch and flutter of her climax—the hot vice grip of her cunt milking him for all he was worth as she rode out her high on his dick.
With a deep groan, Shi Yang surrendered to his own release—a torrential flood of semen erupting from the tip of his shaft to paint Xiu Mei's insides white.
They collapsed together afterwards in a tangle of sweaty limbs and ragged breaths—their hearts still racing from the intensity of their coupling.