The Invincible Son-in-law

Chapter 985 985: Wants to Be the Real Dad

"Lin Hao, you're bullying me behind Rongrong's back. I'm going to tell her."

Xie Wenxin was using her remaining willpower to make one last pretended struggle.

In her heart, Lin Hao had already gotten together with her best friend, Liao Jiarong. If she had anything more to do with him, what would that make her?

Besides, she was a widow with a child, Lin Hao definitely wouldn't marry her.

Lin Hao now just wanted to play with her, and if she couldn't keep her chastity, she'd become a disgraceful woman.

But her nightdress was just too thin.

Lin Hao hugged her delicate waist, constantly stroking and rubbing, even through the dress, her body reacted.

"Rongrong said you're lonely, told me to come and comfort you well. Wanna give her a call, say I'm about to do it with you?"

Lin Hao's voice carried some teasing and provocation, making Xie Wenxin feel overwhelmed.

Now, letting her call Liao Jiarong, telling her best friend this little scoundrel was going to do her, how could she bring herself to say it?

As Lin Hao spoke, his hand reached up and grasped her full snow-white peaks, starting to knead through the lace bra.

Perhaps after her bath, to sleep more comfortably, Xie Wenxin chose a very soft bra.

Even through the nightdress and lace bra, Lin Hao could still feel the tender fullness of her peaks, his desire continually rising.

After all, playing with this young widow, enjoying that little wanton that's long untouched by a man, any man would not want to miss the chance.

Of course, most importantly, Lin Hao felt like he was Yaoyao's godfather, and somehow he should also get with Yaoyao's mother to live up to the title.

Xie Wenxin watched as Lin Hao assaulted her tender breasts, frightened she quickly grabbed Lin Hao's mischievous hands.

"Lin Hao, don't... I beg you... you'll wake Yaoyao up soon..."

"You worry about waking Yaoyao, then don't move, let me care for you well!"

Lin Hao pulled away the beauty's little hand, starting to stroke and knead the two soft peaks.

This glamorous young widow, being kneaded by Lin Hao's hands on her prized soft peaks, felt her whole body go weak and hot, unable to resist leaning into Lin Hao.

"Hmm... no... no... I beg you... hmm... you little rascal... hmm... bad boy... ah..."

The beautiful young widow softly moaned, begging for mercy, twisting her tender body trying to break free from Lin Hao, but found it hard.

Not that she didn't want to resist, but this sudden stimulation was hard for her to accept.

Though now she leaned into Lin Hao's arms, she kept trying to resist Lin Hao's attacks, continuously struggling, wanting to escape his embrace.

Because she felt Lin Hao's hands tightly gripping the two tender peaks on her chest, fiercely squeezing and kneading, even through the bra, the sensation remained strong.

If she let him continue this brazen behavior, she feared she'd eventually fall under his wicked grasp.

Therefore, she relied on the last bit of sanity, hoping to escape here, at least not in this room.

Because this room held many beautiful memories with her late husband, even including this current embrace from behind by Lin Hao, a pose frequently done by her late husband.

Her husband had once pinned her onto the windowsill, roughly, violently from behind.

However, precisely because of the fond memories with her late husband here, she felt exceptionally excited, even her little wanton beneath turning itchy.

Lin Hao completely ignored her struggles and attempts to resist, unzipping his pants and pulling out that big fellow, to better rub against the widow's round bottom.

The vigorous struggles of the young widow, though through the nightdress, still allowed her to feel the fiery heat of the massive Golden Cudgel.

Even more outrageous, the big stick slid between the widow's thighs, incessantly rubbing against the inside, giving Xie Wenxin's body a unique stimulation, making her softer.

"Hmm... Lin Hao... I beg you... don't do this to me... ah... let me go... let me go... hmm... ah..."

She wanted to call for help, yet worried about waking her daughter, her voice almost pleading with cries.

Now she felt like a kite in the sky, with its strings held by Lin Hao, flying back and forth under his control, continually struggling between morality and desire.

"You... you let me go... don't do this... you're Yaoyao's godfather..."

"That's right, I'm the godfather, now I wanna be the real father!"

Lin Hao gave an evil charming smile, hands pulling down the straps of the nightdress and lace bra, laying his hands on the soft alluring twin peaks.

The young widow's pair of beloved peaks, untouched for so long, just held in Lin Hao's hands, she trembled all over, almost crying out.

"You... you can't do this... I can't betray my husband..."

"Sister Xin, your husband's dead, are you still keeping chastity for him?" Lin Hao mocked.

"Yes, I want to keep my chastity for my husband, I beg you to let me go."

Xie Wenxin used the last of her reason to plead, yet felt waves of pleasure from her cherished peaks.

She truly wanted to break free from Lin Hao, but her petite delicate frame being held from behind by Lin Hao left her with no options.

Lin Hao's hands not only grasped her proud peaks but also held her so tightly, she couldn't move, even pushing a robust dragon against her inner thigh.

At some moment, her nightdress quietly slipped off, and the robust dragon again pressed against her, rubbing through her panties at her little wanton.

"Ah... don't... hmm... I beg you... stop rubbing... ah... ah... naughty... lighter..."

Xie Wenxin found her mysterious little wanton under attack, triggering a subconscious rebellion.

Hence, she reached down with her hand and grabbed that giant guy, gripping him hard.

Despite her delicate widow status, when tensed, her strength was not small, such a grab bringing searing pain across him.

Lin Hao felt his hand weaken, nearly letting her go, but in the end, he endured.

"Sister Xin, if you like, soon I'll let you taste it well..."

Lin Hao chuckled mischievously.

"I don't want to, wow... your thing is so big!"

Xie Wenxin's hand was somewhat cold, as she grabbed it, finding the big Golden Cudgel surprisingly large, filled with a sense of awe.

"Sister Xin, I'm going to do you! I'm gonna screw you to death! I'm gonna explode your little wanton!"

Lin Hao whispered lewdly in her ear, stirring her desires.

Indeed, hearing Lin Hao say he was going to take her little wanton, Xie Wenxin immediately felt an itch below, really wanting someone to help stop the itch.