How If (Dong Hua And Feng Jiu Story)

20. Taken a stand

Warning: mature conten

Zhi Lan felt movement in his groin. He opened his eyes to catch Yan Zhi's head already in the middle of his thigh. "Yan Zhi, what are you doing?"

Yan Zhi raised her face to reply, "Delightful my husband." And she continued her treatment of her husband.

The man felt a soft and moist sensation from her mouth so he straightened up again. The man moaned, trying not to hurt his wife. Yan Zhi who was even unable to balance her body to look down and was held back by her bloated stomach.

Zhi Lan knew that, Yan Zhi sat half lying on her side, with her right hand holding her husband's pleasure while supporting her body and her left hand stroking her belly.

"Emmmmaahh," Zhi Lan moaned once again, the bottom was already perfectly tense but the woman still hadn't stopped playing. Zhi Lan spread his arms, greeted Yan Zhi, "Come here, honey. Let me please you in turn."

Yan Zhi raised her head then shook her head, "No, this time I'm in the lead."

She slightly got up to crouch. Her hands supported both sides of her body to walk in that position. While her round belly bulged gleaming between the folds of her legs moving along her husband's legs then stopping to place her core just above his might.

Zhi Lan helped her by supporting his wife's bottom. And slowly everything entered her body.

"Take it easy, honey. Don't push it."

Yan Zhi nodded obediently. She started to move. Zhi Lan's hand that was on her butt felt the rhythm she wanted so it could help her move.

Yan Zhi found her pleasure. She moaned in shameless pleasure until her body shook violently and then a warm stream flowed from the two of them. Yan Zhi collapsed on Zhi Lan's chest, catching her breath from unstoppable lust. Her body had a fever then, the wild movements in her womb made her moan.

At first Zhi Lan didn't notice it, but when Yan Zhi whimpered in pain, the man started to panic. Zhi Lan separates himself from Yan Zhi. Yan Zhi lay in a fetal position, whimpering. "Ah ah, it's hurt..hurt.. help."

"Yan Zhi," Zhi Lan cast a spell, red light flashed around his hand, then rubbed it along his wife's stomach. Slowly the fetal movement softened as his wife calmed down. He felt his wife's temperature rising. He took her to the bathroom, starting their nightly activity in the bathroom.

Yan Zhi was calm in his arms in the bath up. Zhi Lan hummed soothing words in his wife's ear while his hand soothed the fetus in his wife's womb by giving a gentle, circular stroke there.

Yan Zhi laughed in amusement then. Zhi Lan frowned in confusion and wondered, "What's so funny?"

"I can't even bear the pain after tasting the pleasure. This kid is really..."

Zhi Lan laughed too, "Don't try again next time. Maybe the last one was too deep and he protested."

Yan Zhi stroked Zhi Lan's cheek. "You are the best, my husband."

"Of course," Zhi Lan gave his wife a passionate kiss on the lips. They were immersed in a feeling of happiness that swelled until the kiss was separated. The lips of the two were still swollen but Yan Zhi finally said, "The invitation from Jiuchongtian has arrived, will you attend, my love?"

Zhi Lan sighed. "I'm more familiar with the crown princess than her husband. Should I attend an event that will break my junior's heart?"

"If you don't want to attend, you can use my circumstances as an excuse. I can send someone to attend. How about that? Do you agree?"