CHAPTER 267: CHAPTER 267

"It’s your ass, you know, it’s handy in the car. Especially during outdoor adventures." Wu Song gave Sophie’s behind a wicked glance.

Sophie clenched her butt in shock, looking terrified: "Are you serious?"

Wu Song chuckled: "Remember when we first met for dinner? How cocky you were then? Why so timid now?"

Sophie glanced at Wu Song’s crotch with frustration. Just as proud as she’d been back then, she was now equally timid, realizing she couldn’t handle it.

"Stop making snide remarks," Sophie scolded, pointing at the large bottle of lube, frustrated: "Are you trying to kill me? Or make my ass fall apart?"

Wu Song laughed heartily, giving her a slap on the butt: "Relax, I was just teasing you. Let’s head back now."

Sophie breathed a sigh of relief, truly fearing Wu Song’s unyielding attention on her rear.

The two arrived at Sophie’s place.

Wu Song pulled down Sophie’s pants, revealing her snow-white, perky buttocks. Though they had done it once before, Wu Song was still excited.

He had Sophie bend over, opened the lube, and started lubricating her.

Sophie felt neither excitement nor anticipation, completely different from the first time.

Instead, she felt a vague worry.

Wu Song’s large gun was excessively thick, leaving her waddling the last time.

This time would likely again leave her rear burning, making it hard to walk.

Wu Song, already a skilled driver when it came to lubricating Sophie’s rear, handled it with ease.

Quickly, he prepared her entrance.

The next moment, he had her kneel and stick her butt up.

Wu Song dropped his pants and let loose his large gun, slowly drilling into her little backdoor.

Sophie frowned and relaxed her backside, allowing Wu Song to drill in quicker.

This was thanks to experience.

Had it been the first time, she would’ve clamped her butt, making it tough for Wu Song.

But after experiencing the consequences once, she dared not risk it again.

This time, she cooperated, relaxing her butt for Wu Song to slowly push in.

She felt her butt being pried open, the backdoor feeling like it might tear, causing an intense urge to relieve herself, making her uncomfortable.

Yet at the same time, a strange pleasure spread from her backdoor.

Overall, it was a very peculiar sensation.

And it made her quite uncomfortable.

Wu Song, unaware of her complicated feelings, only felt the intense grip, compelling him to continue.

He pressed further in.

Until Sophie screamed out, unable to take it, he stopped pushing and began to thrust.

As their motions became more vigorous, both Sophie and Wu Song found their rhythm.

Right as they reached a crescendo, Han Yuxue called, yet they continued.

But Sophie was reaching her limit.

After all, the rear wasn’t designed for this.

Even her more specialized area would burn after half an hour of this treatment from Wu Song’s large tool.

Answering the call, Sophie immediately yelled: "Hurry up, come over! What are you doing? Get to my place, now."

"What’s up? Why so worked up? What are you doing?" Han Yuxue questioned Sophie curiously.

Sophie glanced at Wu Song working hard behind her, not revealing the truth, instead urging: "Don’t ask, just come if you’re my good sister."

After saying this, Sophie hung up the phone.

Soon, the doorbell rang.

Sophie stood up: "I need to answer the door."

Wu Song nodded, supporting Sophie as she went to get the door.

Sophie groaned in frustration: "Can’t you pull out?"

"No."

"I..."

Resigned, Sophie bent over, letting Wu Song stay inside as she walked to the door.

Opening the door.

Han Yuxue was about to greet her when she saw Wu Song behind Sophie.

Seeing Sophie bare, bent over with a flushed face, Han Yuxue instantly understood what was happening.

Without asking questions, she pushed the door open and walked in.

Sophie nervously and meekly pleaded: "Dear Xue, help me out, please. This guy’s a beast, he’s going to kill me."

Han Yuxue, aware of Wu Song’s prowess, found it hilarious when Sophie, initially acting all high and mighty upon meeting Wu Song for the first time, watched her dig her own grave.

"What happened, Sophie? This isn’t like you. Where’s that bravado from before?" Han Yuxue placed her bag down, taking her time to undress, teasing Sophie all the while.

Sophie rolled her eyes, grumbling: "Isn’t it you who set me up?"

"We’re besties, why would I set you up?" Han Yuxue feigned innocence, "Didn’t I warn you? Didn’t I tell you not to underestimate him? Did you let me explain? You acted like you had Wu Song in the bag. Now, you’re blaming me?"

As Han Yuxue teased Sophie, she stopped dawdling and started to undress.

Han Yuxue, graceful and alluring, with a curvy butt and perky breasts, her face fair and rosy, exuded the charm of a mature beauty.

Her every move seemed to captivate, making Wu Song’s excitement even greater.

Watching Han Yuxue undress, Wu Song’s shaft inflated with excitement.

"Ah..."

Sophie felt like her backdoor was about to split from the pressure.

With a pained reminder, Han Yuxue said to Wu Song: "Brother Song, hurry and pull out? Xue’s here, focus on her."

Wu Song stayed put, clutching Sophie’s butt: "Why rush? Xue’s not even undressed yet."

Sophie hurried Han Yuxue: "Hurry up and undress."

Han Yuxue deliberately teased, undressing sensually.

Taking quite a bit of time.

Which irritated Sophie.

But Wu Song found it thoroughly enjoyable.

When those full breasts were revealed, their pink tips gleaming, Han Yuxue came up to Wu Song, offering him one.

Wu Song opened his mouth and began to suckle with delight.

Han Yuxue immediately squinted in pleasure, revealing a look of satisfaction and comfort.

A slight sheen of sweat emerged on her body, her breathing quickened, hands roaming, slipping down to her panties to tease out her succulent fruit.

Sophie felt extremely frustrated watching this.

What did they take her for?

Right in front of her, flirting while still inside her?

What did they take her for?

When Sophie was about to retaliate, Han Yuxue pushed her head aside, telling her to make way.

Sophie got so mad she saw black, exclaiming: "Are you two even human?"

Trying to wiggle free from Wu Song’s grasp.

But Wu Song held her waist with one arm, making it impossible for her to break free. She didn’t dare to struggle too much, fearing her backdoor wouldn’t withstand it and risk tearing, which would be a severe loss.

Meanwhile, Wu Song was busy mouthing Han Yuxue’s breast while his other hand rubbed her plump ass.

Gently inching her panties down, revealing her soft, tender clam.

Smooth and hairless, looking like a freshly steamed white bun, plump with a red date nestled in it. Slightly spreading it, juices flowed, making mouths water, tempting one to take a hefty bite.