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The Curse of Desire

Chapter 178. Gold-digger widow (33) Step on his dick with her feet

Author: 清衫
updatedAt: 2025-09-13

CHAPTER 178. GOLD-DIGGER WIDOW (33) STEP ON HIS DICK WITH HER FEET

When Bai Qiuyi heard Feng Xing’s first voice message, a tremor ran through her body. This man, really… Before getting close, he couldn’t be more proper, but after getting close… In front of her, he could act like a her father and her child.

When she heard the second voice message, Bai Qiuyi felt a warm sensation in her heart. She didn’t bother saying she wouldn’t eat after all. It’s all delivered to her door, why won’t she eat it?

“Are you hungry, what about Yangyang? Mr. Feng, do you want some milk? My breasts are all swollen. If you want to drink it, it’s all yours~”

Bai Qiuyi sent this audio to Feng Xing and looked at her breast was not sucked by Qiaoqiao. She licked her lips and resisted the desire to drink. The first mouthful of milk in the morning was reserved for Mr. Feng. After all, Mr. Feng was so kind to her and liked drinking her milk so much. Not to mention Feng Xing, Bai Qiuyi liked to drink her own milk and also liked to play with her own breasts. After all, her breasts were big and white, and they could give one sweet milk to taste. Who wouldn’t like it?

After listening to the voice message, Feng Xing also licked his lips. Flirting with him early in the morning, the little woman probably didn’t have enough last night. Her libido was a bit strong. However, Feng Xing also had strong desires, so he felt that the two of them were quite a match.

Feng Xing first pushed Feng Yang, who was lying in the stroller, to Bai Qiuyi’s house, and then went back to his home to get the breakfast he had made. At this time, it was just after seven o’clock.

Bai Qiuyi looked at the food on the table: steamed dumplings with soy milk, and a few steamed buns.

Bai Qiuyi went into the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks, “What kind of fillings are there for the dumplings?”

“There are lotus root pork, and corn pork,” Feng Xing replied, “I don’t know what kind of filling you like to eat. I’ve cooked both. The dumplings are filled with red bean paste. I made them all myself.”

Oh, her Mr. Feng really knew how to do everything. Bai Qiuyi was very pleased. She liked to eat. From now on, she could let her man cook whatever she wanted without having to do anything. Moreover, the fillings made by the man were all what she likes to eat. It seemed that they both had similar tastes.

“I like Mr. Feng’s stuffing,” Bai Qiuyi put a bowl in front of him and handed him a pair of chopsticks. She knowingly asked him, “Why is there only one cup of soy milk?”

Feng Xing put the soy milk in front of her, looked at her and said, “I won’t drink it. I’ll drink your milk.”

Bai Qiuyi sat down opposite him, pulled down the shoulder strap on his right shoulder, took out the right white breasts, and looked at Feng Xing seductively, “Would you like to drink it now? I was so thirsty just now but I couldn’t bear to drink it, I left it all for Mr. Feng.”

Feng Xing stared at her round, white breast and the brown nipple at the top, and swallowed, “First eat breakfast.”

Now that he is going to breastfeed, how can she have breakfast.

How can you produce more milk if you skip breakfast?

Feng Xing felt that she was feeding not three children, but four. He clearly heard her. She said if she hadn’t kept it for him, she would’ve drank it all herself. He wondered how much she had drank before.  Maybe when her breasts were engorged, instead of squeezing them and throwing the milk away, she drank it all.

Thinking of the woman drinking from her own nipples… such a coquettish appearance made Feng Xing felt hot all over. She must be drinking her own milk and playing with her pussy at the same time. Feng Xing took a big bite of the bun and stared at the breast that Bai Qiuyi had not covered up. Bai Qiuyi looked at his wolf-like gaze and her pussy became wet. She raised her feet and rubbed Feng Xing’s legs.

Feng Xing swallowed.

Bai Qiuyi stretched her foot between his legs and stepped on his crotch, “It’s hard. Mr. Feng is so energetic.”

Feng Xing didn’t say anything. He held her ankle and led her to step on his cock. After a while, the two of them finished the buns in their hands.

He leaned back, pulled down his pants, and wrapped Bai Qiuyi’s feet with his hands, leading them to hold his cock, “Eat well. I’ll give you ten minutes.”

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