Playboy in the City-Chapter 77: Deep Throat

"How could it be this big?"

Witnessing this massive thing up close, throbbing right before her eyes, its hot, masculine scent swirling around her, Chen Huishu was in utter disbelief. She instinctively reached out and gripped it, stroking the thick, hot shaft a few times. It was far too large for her to encircle. "This... this must be fake..."

Chen Huishu noticed the stark contrast between the massive object in her hand and her own fair, slender wrist. It was thicker than her wrist. Compared to her husband Zhou Chun’s limp member, this was like the difference between heaven and earth.

If this entered my body, it would definitely tear me apart.

The thought of being torn and ruined was so painful that Chen Huishu stopped stroking it, and the dazed look in her beautiful eyes began to fade.

"Sister Chen, don’t play with fire."

Chen Yang was in a bad state. His breathing was heavy, and his resolute eyes burned with heat as he stared at Chen Huishu. If not for his rationality holding him back, and his concern about Zhou Chun and Li Yan just outside the door, he would have pinned the angelic Chen Huishu beneath him and ravaged her mercilessly. Unfortunately, the opportunity was not right.

"AH!"

Hearing Chen Yang’s voice, Chen Huishu raised her head and saw his aggressive state. She screamed in fear, released the massive, hot member from her hand, and immediately retreated to the corner of the bed. With her senses restored, the seductive and dazed look in her beautiful eyes vanished completely, replaced by a clear gaze.

"Xiao Chen... you... put that thing away... it’s... it’s too scary..."

Her face flushed red with shame, Chen Huishu immediately covered it with her hands. The masculine scent lingering on her palms made her heart tremble once more; the potent scent was overwhelmingly stimulating. She couldn’t possibly imagine what it would feel like to be taken by Chen Yang’s huge treasure.

Chen Yang took several deep breaths, circulating the remaining Profound Power of Life and Death in his Dantian to finally, temporarily, suppress his erection. This meant he didn’t dare look at the naked and fully exposed Chen Huishu. "Sister Chen, this was just the first treatment. It has initially stimulated your Yang energy and achieved a basic Yin-Yang harmony. To be completely cured, you will need one more treatment."

He continued, "Also, until the second treatment is complete, do not be intimate with Lao Zhou. That includes you pleasuring yourself. Remember that." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

After speaking, Chen Yang turned and walked out of the bedroom. He needed to find Li Yan to vent his fire and replenish his Yin Yuan Power.

Hearing his words, Chen Huishu was stunned. "There’s a second treatment?"

The session just now had already been difficult for her to accept; it had caused her to lose her composure and shamefully grab Chen Yang’s thick, hot root. She was mortified.

If there’s another one, will I lose control even more? Or maybe even...?

"I’ll remember," she said aloud.

Staring at Chen Yang’s tall, departing figure, her mind couldn’t help but flash back to his thick, hot outline. Suddenly, she found herself looking forward to the second treatment.

Ah, Chen Huishu, what are you thinking? With your tiny, delicate body, you think you can handle that huge thing? How shameful! So shameful!

However, the more she compared Chen Yang’s hot, massive size to Zhou Chun’s soft, small one, the more the longing in her heart grew stronger and more vigorous, becoming almost impossible to suppress.

"Brother Chen, how did it go?"

As soon as Chen Yang stepped out of the bedroom, Zhou Chun suppressed his displeasure and forced a smile, walking over to greet him. Li Yan, however, was a little puzzled. The timing seems off. Did Chen Yang finish so quickly this time?

"There are no major issues. Just don’t have any intimate contact before the second treatment is completed. No touching or rubbing, either."

Chen Yang glanced at Zhou Chun. What a beautiful woman, like a pristine flower planted on a pile of cow dung, he thought.

"Ah, is that so?" Zhou Chun’s face fell, and he looked at Chen Yang with suspicion. Is this kid up to something?

"Alright, time to pay up. One hundred thousand." Ignoring Zhou Chun’s suspicious gaze, Chen Yang pulled up the payment QR code on his phone and held it out.

"Hiss..."

Hearing the 100,000-yuan treatment fee and seeing the QR code, Zhou Chun audibly gasped. The cost was painful. But for the sake of future connections and having a powerful backer, he could only grit his teeth, pull out his phone, and transfer the money.

"Brother Chen," Zhou Chun said after paying, his own condition on his mind again. "What about my impotence and premature ejaculation?"

"That will also be one hundred thousand. Pay up, and I’ll write you a prescription right away," Chen Yang said with a wide grin, presenting the QR code to Zhou Chun once more.

Li Yan, standing to the side, couldn’t help but laugh.

"Another hundred thousand? That’s highway robbery! I..." Zhou Chun was dumbstruck, his anger about to boil over.

CLICK.

Just then, the front door opened. A voluptuous woman in a burgundy dress and sheer stockings entered carrying groceries. Her skin was fair, and she bore a strong resemblance to Chen Huishu. Even though she was over fifty, time seemed to have left no trace on her. Even Chen Yang, in his agitated state, felt a stir of arousal upon seeing this beautiful woman, almost embarrassing himself.

"Aunt Song, you’re back," Li Yan said with a warm smile.

Song Zhiling smiled back in response. "Hello, Director Li. And this must be Xiao Chen. Thank you both for coming all this way. You must stay for lunch; I just bought groceries."

Meanwhile, Zhou Chun, who had been on the verge of erupting at Chen Yang’s greed, felt his anger instantly vanish. A lecherous glint flashed in his eyes. He quickly completed the transfer to Chen Yang before hurrying over to the woman. "Mom, you’re back! Let me get those for you."

"Hmph." Song Zhiling’s smile vanished the moment she saw Zhou Chun. Her face hardened; she truly couldn’t stand her useless son-in-law.

"Aunt Song, please don’t trouble yourself. Hui Shu’s treatment is finished, and we have other matters to attend to, so we’ll be leaving now." Li Yan had noticed Chen Yang’s strange state and the burning heat in his gaze as he looked at her. She quickly made their excuses and led Chen Yang out of Zhou Chun’s home.

As soon as they got in the car, Li Yan asked with concern, "Xiao Chen, what’s wrong with you? Your expression back there, the way you looked at Aunt Song..."

"Quick, Sister Li, take it." Chen Yang could no longer contain his explosive state. He pulled Li Yan toward him, simultaneously unfastening his pants and pressing her head down between his legs.

"Mmph—!" The sudden deep-throating made Li Yan gag, nearly causing her to vomit.

"Ahhh... perfect." But for Chen Yang, the tight sensation of her throat was exquisite. He leaned his head back against the seat and let out a long, shuddering sigh of relief.