Qin Wushuang let out a soft cry, as Wu Song's slap made her little slit drip.

She gave Wu Song a sultry glance, "Brother Song, you're so bad, it's all because of you."

Wu Song's hand roamed over Qin Wushuang's buttocks, "Since I'm the one who made this happen, I'll be the one to handle it."

Wu Song's fingers traced down the crease of her buttocks to explore below.

Qin Wushuang let out a cry and quickly pulled away, pouting, "Someone will see."

Wu Song chuckled, withdrew his hand, and stopped his teasing.

The two soon arrived at the door of Qin Wushuang's office.

They knocked and, after receiving permission, opened the door and walked in with Wu Song.

Qin Qingxia was working with glasses on, sorting through documents.

When she saw Wu Song enter, her stern, alabaster face bloomed into a smile.

"Wu Song is here, have a seat... Wushuang, make some tea," Qin Qingxia welcomed with a smile.

Wu Song and Qin Wushuang sat down with smiles, sipping tea while waiting for Qin Qingxia.

In the office, without anyone else around.

Wu Song sat close to Qin Wushuang, his hand sliding to her lower back, exploring, then delving into her trousers, feeling the smooth curve wrapped in panties.

Firm and smooth.

The sensation was incredible.

He didn't want to let go as he carefully fondled her.

Qin Wushuang pretended as if nothing was happening, continuing to prepare the tea.

Only the moisture in her eyes grew more intense.

"Brother Song, have some tea." Qin Wushuang offered the brewed tea to Wu Song.

Wu Song took a sip and smiled, "Great tea."

After drinking, he took Qin Wushuang's small hand, "Wasn't that quite torturous just now?"

Qin Wushuang glanced at Qin Qingxia, saying, "What brings you to see my aunt?"

Wu Song's eyes shifted, avoiding talking about Zhou Xiuhua, and instead said, "Oh, it's like this, Aunt Taoxiang and her sister are running a pig farm together and need to expand. The village secretary in Sun Family Village is purposely causing trouble for them. I came to see if there is a way to resolve this issue."

Qin Wushuang thought for a moment and said, "This issue can be an issue, or it can be not. If the Sun Family Village secretary is deliberately causing trouble, they can obstruct the farmers. Otherwise, they can handle it at the township level."

Wu Song snorted coldly, "The Sun Family Village secretary is intentionally causing trouble; there's no way they will come to the township. Not only will they not help, but they'll also cause more problems."

Qin Wushuang said, "In theory, the village should support this since it's entrepreneurship and economic development. They just need to ensure environmental protection, um, and there are subsidies for support."

"That's even better," Wu Song laughed, his hand moving down to grasp Qin Wushuang's small butt, grabbing half of it.

Qin Wushuang felt her heart numb with the touch, her slit flowing heavily.

"Well, after my aunt finishes her work, you can ask her how to proceed." Qin Wushuang tried to speak calmly, but her voice still held a trace of uncontrollable tremor.

"No need to wait for me, I'm fairly busy today. Wushuang, you and Wu Song should head to Sun Family Village and sort things out," Qin Qingxia said, looking up at the two.

Qin Wushuang and Wu Song got up to leave.

They didn't want to delay Qin Qingxia's work.

Once in Qin Wushuang's car, Wu Song laughed, "Sister Xia is really impressive, settling things with just one sentence."

While starting the car, Qin Wushuang laughed, "It's because you came. If it were anyone else, my aunt wouldn't casually agree to anything."

Wu Song nodded with a smile, pleased with her words, his big hand stroking Qin Wushuang's thigh, "Is this matter easy to handle?"

"It would definitely be hard for others, but since you're doing it, it's straightforward." Qin Wushuang gave him a sly, shimmering smile, "Because even if someone reports to the county, there will be people to smooth things over for you. Besides, it's something allowed by policy; it's not illegal or criminal."

Wu Song nodded with a smile.

His fingers didn't get enough satisfaction through the trousers.

His hand slipped into the waistband, moving to her inner thighs.

Immediately, he felt a patch of soft fur.

Smooth and delicate.

Covering the wonders below.

Wu Song's fingers continued exploring, reaching a crevice, sticky and oozing juices.

Wu Song's heart fluttered, his erection pushing hard.

Qin Wushuang kept her eyes on the road, her gaze continually flicking to the bulge in Wu Song's pants.

She hadn't tasted Wu Song's big gun for several days.

She genuinely missed it.

Especially after hearing Wu Song's fierce encounter with Zhou Xiuhua earlier.

And being fondled to the point of moisture by Wu Song.

At the moment, even as she drove, her thighs were growing terribly weak.

She could barely press the gas pedal.

Consequently, the car's speed dropped.

As soon as they left the town, Qin Wushuang made a sharp turn, steering onto a secluded rural road.

Pulled over in a spot hidden by trees.

Her desire to taste Wu Song's big gun became unbearable.

After parking the car.

Wu Song was still puzzled when Qin Wushuang had already unbuckled her seatbelt, climbing into his lap, eagerly opening his pants.

Releasing that thick, hot rod.

Qin Wushuang's eyes narrowed, moisture almost trickling out; before Wu Song could speak, she had grasped him expertly and began to devour.

Wu Song sighed contentedly, stroking Qin Wushuang's long hair, watching her head bobbing in his lap, waves of pleasure emanating from his shaft, making him sigh as he reclined the seat, lying back.

Letting Qin Wushuang have her way.

After a bout of suckling, the shaft became fiery and red, hard as steel.

Qin Wushuang glanced at Wu Song, eyes filled with longing, then started undoing her pants, pulling them and her panties down together, exposing her white buttocks, aiming them at Wu Song's big gun.

After some teasing back and forth, her slit finally aligned with the gun head, with a deep breath, she sank her waist, sucking the big gun inside her.

Wu Song watched as the gun was swallowed up, feeling an indescribable thrill.

Qin Wushuang took a deep breath, her nostrils flared with excitement.

"Brother Song, even Zhou, the cold woman, was made to scream by you, and eventually obeyed you... How do you do it?" Qin Wushuang asked curiously, moving her butt as she spoke.

Wu Song laughed, "Isn't it simple? Just screw her until she screams for mercy."

Qin Wushuang chuckled and shook her head, admitting Wu Song had the capability.

"But what was with Zhou's illness? Weren't you healing her? How did it turn into this?" Qin Wushuang continued to ask, already panting, breaking a sweat as she was already out of strength.

"She was just chronically dry, with a cold womb, never having climaxed... That's why she had these issues. I got her thoroughly done, and naturally, she was cured." Wu Song held Qin Wushuang's butt, starting to thrust.

Thwack, thwack...

Strong impacts made Qin Wushuang's buttocks quiver, her whole body pitching up and down, waves of pleasure shaking her to her core, "Ah, this feels so good, no wonder Zhou would be made to obey you just like that..."