Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1910 - 239: Passion in the Studio 2

The sensation radiating from her vagina was simply too overwhelming to resist. Even under these circumstances, she found herself instinctively swaying her small buttocks, welcoming the deep thrusts of her brother’s thick, rigid penis inside her.

"Hurry up and tell me, or I won’t let you off," Wang Yue commanded. As he spoke, he gripped Wang Yarou’s small buttocks, lifting her slightly to pull his penis out of her sensitive vagina.

"No, I’ll tell you," Wang Yarou interjected breathlessly. She turned her gaze toward her "dad" and confessed, "Dad, do you know? Yarou is so happy right now. My brother not only loves me, but he also makes it so comfortable for me when we have sex."

Initially, Wang Yarou felt quite bashful discussing such matters, perhaps because of how much she had longed for her father.

However, once she started speaking, she found she couldn’t stop herself.

She adjusted her posture so her brother’s penis could resume its thrusting inside her, speaking without pause: "Dad, my brother is so amazing now. Not only is his penis big and good at making us have sex, but he can also help us improve our 'Cultivation' through this activity. Now, not just me, but also Mom, Auntie, Sister-in-law... basically, almost everyone in the family loves my brother. They all enjoy having sex with him, and they praise his big penis, calling him 'Big Penis Husband'..."

Listening to his sister address their "dad" in this manner filled Wang Yue with an intense surge of excitement. He felt even more eager for the moment he could replicate this scene with Yan’s mother.

It wasn't that Wang Yue harbored hatred for his father or intended to betray him; rather, his emotional connection to his father had simply eroded over the years.

By the time he had entered that mysterious space in his previous life, his father and the others had already been missing for six years.

Wang Yue had grown accustomed to a life without them. Ultimately, his destiny had been shared with the beautiful women from the three major families.

Consequently, after entering that realm, it was those women whom Wang Yue yearned for the most.

As countless years passed, the women he thought of daily became central to his heart, while those he rarely recalled faded away until they nearly vanished from his memory.

To be blunt, Wang Yue’s perspective was no longer that of a common person. Aside from the women of the three major families who had been his companions through those years, everyone else was practically irrelevant to him.

He was like those legendary cultivators who attain a state of "complete indifference." It wasn't necessarily out of heartlessness, but rather a consequence of living so long that the nature of emotion itself had been forgotten.

Thus, to the current Wang Yue, his father was merely a name... or perhaps a tool to heighten his own carnal pleasure.

Fortunately, Wang Yue differed from true cultivators in one regard. He did not retreat into isolation for solitary meditation; instead, he resided in the city, engaging with people daily.

While his past emotions may have dimmed, his new experiences could stir fresh feelings, preventing him from slipping into total emotional void.

As his sister became increasingly enthusiastic—even describing the physical sensations of his penis thrusting within her—Wang Yue’s excitement reached a breaking point. He suddenly stood up while holding his sister and marched toward the stage.

With every stride he took, Wang Yue’s penis slammed forcefully against Wang Yarou’s vagina. The impact left her breathless and unable to speak, forced to wrap her limbs tightly around her brother as she waited for her climax.

However, the front row was far too close to the stage. Before Wang Yarou could reach her peak, Wang Yue had already carried her over to Xue Yan’s side.

Xue Yan had emerged from her initial shock by then, but her mind remained a whirlwind of conflict, and she even considered fleeing the scene.

Wang Yue seized her and sat down on the stage, allowing his sister to continue her movements on top of him while his hands began to wander over Xue Yan’s body.

"Yue, please don’t do this... At least not here. Let’s go somewhere else, okay?" Xue Yan begged.

"Why? Don’t you want your father to see how happy you are right now?" Wang Yue countered, his hands roaming over her.

He squeezed Xue Yan’s breast through her garment with one hand while sliding the other beneath the heavy folds of her skirt.

To his amazement, Xue Yan was not wearing any underwear, and her private parts were already drenched. He let out a laugh and remarked, "Mom, you want this too, right? Your vagina is already all wet like this."

"Yue, I beg you... Let’s go somewhere else. You can do whatever you want, but please don’t do this here. Please give me at least a little bit of my dignity," Xue Yan pleaded once more.

Wang Yue was surprised by the intensity of Yan’s mother’s reaction. He couldn't help but ask, "Mom, what’s really wrong with you? In the past, whenever we talked about Dad, you would get very excited. But now, why do you back down in his presence?"

"I feel like I’ve let him down," Xue Yan confessed, attempting to make him understand her guilt.

"It seems that Dad really loved you," Wang Yue said with a nod. But just as Xue Yan thought she had reached him, he continued, "The more he loved you, the more he wanted you to be happy. So we need to show him how happy you are now."

"He loved me so much, but I only stayed with him for three years... I really feel ashamed to face him now," Xue Yan said, her voice trembling on the edge of tears.

"Of course, you can’t find another man, but I’m different," Wang Yue argued with his own twisted logic. "I’m Dad’s only son, the continuation of his bloodline. Now that he’s gone, it’s only natural for me to take his place and ensure your happiness."

Xue Yan appeared somewhat swayed by his reasoning; she stopped protesting, though she did not take the lead as she usually did. It was evident she remained deeply conflicted and chose to simply stop fighting the situation.

"Okay, little sister. Wait a moment; let me take care of Mom," Wang Yue said, giving Wang Yarou’s small bottom a firm pat.