CHAPTER 884: CHAPTER 884: AUNTIE, YOU’RE SO SEDUCTIVE

"Lin Fan... please... I can’t take it anymore..."

On the stone table, Qin Yushu’s whole body trembled as she kept pleading.

At this moment, her butt was red from the impact, and even the Abyss inside felt like it was on fire.

Sweat-soaked all over, Qin Yushu convulsed weakly due to his rough treatment, making it unbearable for her.

"Aunt, you’re really holding out, pleading only now after all this time. So, do you still want me to kneel and serve you?"

Holding her hands, Lin Fan continued to thrust rapidly into her now scorching Abyss. After several climaxes, she finally couldn’t take it anymore.

"No need... no more... I yield..."

Never treated so violently before, Qin Yushu could only shake her head helplessly. And in the next moment, Lin Fan grabbed her hair, pressed her onto the floor, and held the Iron Pestle to her mouth: "Since Aunt has been so hospitable, it would be stingy of me not to offer you a bite. Open up."

"No... Lin Fan... that’s enough... no one has ever dared to treat me like this!"

Qin Yushu stubbornly lifted her head, but with no strength in her body, she couldn’t resist at all.

"That’s because you didn’t meet me sooner; otherwise, you would have been treated this way long ago."

Lin Fan reached out, grabbed her hair, and forcibly stuffed the Iron Pestle into her mouth.

"Mm... mm..."

Qin Yushu instinctively tried to shake off the Iron Pestle, but the next moment, her cheeks felt a hot, stinging pain.

"You... you dare hit me... my parents have never hit me..."

Covering her face, Qin Yushu suddenly shed tears of grievance. But the next moment, Lin Fan seized her hair again: "If you don’t eat properly, not only will I hit you, but I’ll disfigure you, make you ugly, believe it?"

"Why are you so heartless!"

Qin Yushu looked at Lin Fan with reddened eyes, but he just shoved the Iron Pestle into her small mouth: "You insisted on intercepting me halfway, also you demanded to fight me. Since you came on your own, you’d best behave, or don’t blame me for being brutal."

Slapping Qin Yushu’s cheeks, Lin Fan’s fierce gaze from above made her finally submit and suck on the Iron Pestle, but her supposedly seductive demeanor was marred by her poor oral skills, especially the teeth, which made Lin Fan smack her again.

"I asked you to lick, did you bite me on purpose? Believe I’ll ruin your face right now, make men disgusted when they see you."

"I... I’ve never licked... always had other men... serve me... I really can’t!"

Originally high and mighty, Qin Yushu’s tears flowed continuously, because the burning pain on her face was undoubtedly real.

"So that’s how it is, Aunt’s quite principled; well, let me teach you this lesson today!"

Lin Fan stuffed his fingers into her mouth, pulled out her tongue, then shoved the Iron Pestle back into her mouth: "Use your lips, not your teeth... yes... like that... mm... indeed, so seductive... this is learned quickly!"

He continued grabbing Qin Yushu’s hair, driving the Iron Pestle in and out of her small mouth. Though the skills learned weren’t perfected overnight, it was much more satisfying than before. After a round of licking, Lin Fan finally reached his peak, releasing everything into her mouth, then pressed the Iron Pestle firmly against her mouth, leaving her no choice but to swallow it all.

"Aunt, how is it, tasty?"

Only after feeling content did Lin Fan withdraw the Iron Pestle from Qin Yushu’s mouth. Her hair disheveled, Qin Yushu could only sit on the ground in humiliation, unable to speak, only glaring at Lin Fan with angry eyes.

"Alright, the rest is about done, I’m going to see my mother-in-law now. Thanks for the hospitality, Aunt; hope your oral skills improve next time we meet."

Lin Fan pinched Qin Yushu’s cheek, and resumed his ascent.

"Lin Fan... how dare you do this to me... I... I will definitely get revenge on you!"

Exhausted, Qin Yushu shouted strongly at Lin Fan, but as her voice faded, Lin Fan, who had originally left, turned back with a smile that chilled her heart.

"What... what are you going to do?"

"Hasn’t anyone taught you that before a villain is gone, you shouldn’t call out, especially not shout for revenge, lest you invite more harm!"

Lin Fan again reached for Qin Yushu’s hair, but her stubborn defiance was directed at Lin Fan: "You... if you have the guts, just kill me... or I will surely take revenge on you... I will definitely get revenge... come on... kill me!"

"I wouldn’t kill anyone, but have you forgotten that there’s something for women even more terrifying than death?"

Lin Fan reached out and tore off her clothes. Gazing at her tender skin and voluptuous breasts, he pulled out his phone from his pocket.