Chapter 1178: The Guess Was Spot-On The strongest wife is 24 years old, with average-to-good looks, fair and smooth skin. While her face may not rank among the top-tier beauties, her height of nearly 1.7 meters gives her an elegant, striking figure. The flowing skirt reveals two smooth, well-proportioned legs, and though the alluring spring charm is partially concealed, her full, prominent breasts and well-rounded waist are unmistakable. The second wife of Zhang Family is 25 years old, with a slightly more attractive face than the strongest wife, though her skin is a bit less radiant, with a healthy, golden hue. Standing at about 1.65 meters, she is a little shorter than the strongest wife, yet her figure is absolutely on par with her. Perhaps due to her children, her two full, rounded breasts stand out, appearing at least one size larger than those of the strongest wife. Two young wives were now looking at Lu Yun and Ma Shufen with a mix of curiosity and astonishment. At this point, Ma Shufen seemed to have reached the right moment, turned to the two young wives who were still wide-eyed, and waved her hand, smiling at Chun'er and saying, "Chun'er, why are you still standing there? Didn't you doubt it at first? Come on, take a good look at Lu Yun's big stick—surely it's much larger than you imagined." Then she turned to Zhiqiang's wife and said, "Xiao Ping, come over too. You've come all this way, and now that I and your aunt Xiufang have set an example for you both, it's too late to back out now. Hurry up!" In front of the two younger wives, Liu Xiufang was very gracious, holding and playing with Lu Yun's stick repeatedly. Upon hearing Ma Shufen's words, she immediately understood and looked at Ma Shufen, saying, "Aunt Shufen, could you please step back a bit so that Chun'er and Xiao Ping can see clearly?" "Thanks to Li Xiufang's reminder, Ma Shufen had just realized that her current position was blocking Chun'er and Xiao Ping's view. She hurriedly stepped aside, chuckling, 'Xiufang really thought ahead—she's been so focused on making Lu Yun work on me!' Li Xiufang smiled gently, her eyes glancing toward Chun'er and Xiao Ping, the two younger wives. Though young, Chun'er and Xiao Ping were more eager than she and Ma Shufen to reach that peak moment of intimacy. 'It's so big! Truly so big!' Chun'er stared in awe at the member being held by Liu Xiufang, still extending well beyond the end, her mouth wide open, repeatedly murmuring the words without any sense of modesty. 'Of course!' she laughed, 'Otherwise, would Auntie have taken all this trouble to come over just to play tricks on you?' Ma Shufen chuckled, then gave Li Xiufang a glance, as if signaling for her to perform the scene of being vigorously handled by Lu Yun's large member—right in front of Chun'er and Xiao Ping. Xiao Ping fared better than Chun'er, appearing more composed, though her eyes sparkled with intense passion. When Li Xiufang first saw Lu Yun, she felt an urgent desire to immediately shed all her clothes and lie bare on the ground, letting Lu Yun thoroughly work her over. But upon seeing Ma Shuffen's look, she was filled with exhilaration—after all, she had already shared this experience with Lu Yun several times. With Chun'er and Xiao Ping now present, today's fate of being thoroughly worked on by Lu Yun's large member was inevitable. Thus, Li Xiufang released her own anxiety and prepared to engage Lu Yun in a full-blown battle. Yet at that moment, Xiao Ping suddenly stepped forward, her intense gaze fixed on Lu Yun. In a single, unyielding glance, she seized the situation that Li Xiufang had just released—such a large, restless presence, pulsing and agitated beneath her steady gaze, as though eager to break free and slip into the warm, familiar haven that was originally meant for him. Li Xiufang’s movements halted abruptly. Though she felt a touch of irritation, she knew that once she had summoned Chun'er and the others, she no longer had the chance to enjoy solitude. Even if she managed to be alone, she wasn’t certain she could handle Lu Yun’s persistent attentions—evident from the fact that Ma Shufeng had been thoroughly worn down by him, and only sought her and Chun'er out of necessity. Otherwise, Li Xiufang would never have imagined Ma Shufeng would be so kind as to invite them all to join Lu Yun in the game. "So hot." "Xiao Ping couldn't help but speak up, her gaze blazing with even fiercer intensity. Lu Yun chuckled, smiling as he saw Xiao Ping now completely at ease, fully grasping his member. With that, Lu Yun didn't hesitate—while a smile bloomed on his face, his hands already extended, aiming straight for Xiao Ping's two towering peaks. "Mm..." Xiao Ping hummed contentedly, her eyes, glowing with warmth, slowly closing as she seemed fully immersed in the soothing sensation of being held by Lu Yun's hands. "So soft," Lu Yun teased, honestly admitting that due to Xiao Ping's childbearing history, her hands were indeed quite delicate. Seeing her clearly enjoying the moment, he gently increased the pressure of his fingers, intensifying the soft, elastic sensation, which in turn caused his member to swell even more. "Is it only softness from your aunt's side?" Ma Shufen remarked, with a touch of bitterness. Although Xiao Ping’s two tall snow peaks were completely enclosed within her clothes, they still appeared fuller just by looking at her from the outside—after all, time takes its toll. No matter how radiant and toned Ma Shufen had been when she was younger, at this stage of life, she could no longer compare with Xiao Ping and the others. Li Xiufang heard this and smiled, saying, “Sister Shufen, don’t feel envious—how could we possibly match Xiao Ping and the younger ones at our age? Though, I must say, my daughters look better than yours.” Ma Shufen sighed helplessly—indeed, among the four of them, her two snow peaks, repeatedly kneaded like dough by Lu Yun, seemed the least impressive. It seemed as though Lu Yun had sensed her sense of disappointment, and he comforted her with a smile, saying, “Sister Shufen, while Xiao Ping’s daughters are indeed stronger than yours, they don’t quite possess the same feminine grace as you… Oh, Xiao Ping, what are you doing, pinching me like that?” "How come your ladylike charm hasn't improved at all? After all, nothing beats dumplings, and nothing compares to you when it comes to fun. If we're having a good time, you're the most entertaining—really the one who can spark my interest and make me feel most alive. You're the woman who'll truly make me feel energized and satisfied. Well, I'm not going to let this go!" Xiao Ping gave Lu Yun a withering look. Hmm... Lu Yun hadn't expected that his attempt to comfort Shu Feng's mother would provoke such a protest from Xiao Ping. He chuckled—surely, "nothing compares to you" meant he'd better make the most of it today. Seeing that Xiao Ping wasn't shy at all, he decided it was time to launch a fierce and relentless campaign of retaliation against Xiao Ping's treatment of his little brother. "Then let's go do it now?" Lu Yun grinned, his gaze full of wild, passionate energy. Xiao Ping felt a sudden flutter in her heart, hesitating, "I've never been handled this way before—I'm not sure if I'll feel any pain when you do it." Seeing Lu Yun was about to lift Xiao Ping onto the bed to begin, Li Xiufang quickly encouraged her, urging the hesitant Xiao Ping to make a move. By now, Xiao Ping's cheeks had flushed with a gentle pink hue, and she looked up at Li Xiufang, whispering softly, "Uncle Xiufang, I can't possibly compare with you! You've had your 'water curtain cave' opened so many times, haven't you? I only recently—last year—was first pushed into it by my husband, Zhang Zi, with his staff. Giggling..." Li Xiufang blushed, feigning anger, "Well, little one, you dare to mock me for not being as tight as you? Ask Lu Yun—what did he feel when I was doing it to him?" "Comfortable," Lu Yun replied simply and directly, "very comfortable—extremely comfortable." Li Xiufang was very satisfied with Lu Yun's words, her face slightly flushed as she glanced at Xiao Ping, as if to say, Look, even the old cave can still draw Lu Yun's big thing to plunge in and assert itself. "What about me?" Ma Shufen didn't want to fall behind, feeling that she had to outshine Li Xiufang and the others. If her lower lip didn't keep up, then with all these women she'd brought to Lu Yun today, she'd truly lose face. Lu Yun gave Ma Shufen a strange smile, said nothing, but suddenly reached out and placed his hand directly over the soft, mound-like swell of her body, his fingers damp with fresh spring water. "Miss Shufen, you just blocked me a moment ago—how come so many more have sprung up now?" Lu Yun asked with a mischievous smile. Ma Shufen was momentarily stunned, then laughed and scolded, "Just now, it was just then. Now you're not even blocking me! Look at you—holding tightly onto Xiao Ping's two big breasts so firmly, I feel as though you're gripping me just the same. How could I not start dripping with water?" "Then maybe I can block you a bit more?" Lu Yun laughed heartily. "That won't do at all. Your Shu Fen aunt is already flowing, and the flow from here isn't any less. If we're betting, you'll have to block me first. Oh, and there's Xiao Ping—pressed like this, I simply can't believe she's not feeling anything at all." Li Xiufang said, as if testing her own words, and without waiting for Xiao Ping's agreement, she simply lifted Xiao Ping's long skirt all the way up to her waist, revealing the pair of long, slender legs to everyone's view. "Oh, Aunt Xiufang, it's not quite time yet! What are you doing? This is so embarrassing!" Xiao Ping twisted her waist slightly, yet she wouldn't let go of Lu Yun's attentions, instead tightly bringing her legs together as she moved, perfectly exposing the triangular area covered only by a small underpants. "Look, I told you—little Ping has actually soaked through more than I did. Her underwear's all wet in a big patch right there." Li Xiufang seemed entirely unheeding to Ping's words, her eyes fixed on the swollen, elevated area of Ping's lower triangle, and she chuckled lightly. 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