I Turned Filthy Rich Just By Sleeping With Women?!
Chapter 56: Deep Throating Su Meilin*

Chapter 56: Deep Throating Su Meilin*

Hearing that, Su Meilin widened her eyes, shocked. However, a wave of heat surged through her body.

Doing something horrible like this—while she was vulnerable and completely at his mercy, tied up—made her even more aroused.

The hunger in Zhao Yiming’s eyes as he stared straight at her... it made her wet.

So she grinned. "Yes... please defile my body too."

She spread her legs. Though the steam and water blurred his vision, the lusty expression she wore was more than enough to make him rock hard.

Zhao Yiming smirked. "Right. Don’t beg me to stop, okay? Because I won’t. Not even when you’re crying."

He opened the system shop and bought the [Golden Spear Pill]. The effect hit instantly—his cock grew even bigger, pulsing with thick veins.

It looked like a monster now.

He stood up and showed it to Su Meilin, who looked surprised and gulped, fully aware of what was coming as his penis slapped against her face.

"What are you waiting for, Meilin? Suck my cock. Isn’t this what you’ve been craving?"

She nodded—her face flushed, her eyes gleaming with unspoken lust. For the first time in her life, she felt like the dirtiest woman in the world... and she loved it.

Zhao Yiming’s heart and cock had carved themselves deep into her soul. She thought she must be crazy.

Su Meilin began to lick the tip, slowly tracing down the shaft, savoring every vein with hungry strokes of her tongue. She even buried her face in his pubic hair, inhaling his scent like a true slut.

Even tied up and unable to move much, her sheer determination to be throat-fucked by his cock was overwhelming.

Zhao Yiming groaned. Her small, wet tongue was enough to make him shudder—to feel something building in his shaft that made him want to slam all of himself down her throat.

"Hah... hah... You’re good, Meilin. Now show me just how good your blowjob really is," he urged impatiently.

Su Meilin nodded, eyes hazy with lust, and pushed his cock inside. Her mouth stretched wide, his girth filling her to the throat. She gagged a little, struggling to breathe—but strangely, it only made her hornier.

She didn’t move at first, adjusting to the size buried deep in her throat.

Zhao Yiming waited patiently—but suddenly, the system pinged, making his eyes widen:

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[God of Richness & Love has sent you a message—and a new choice to make!]

["You’re too soft, boy! Look at that woman—she’s in heat, yo!"]

[Choose your method carefully!]

• Deep throat her using your own pro waist movement!

• Deep throat her using your own skilled hands!

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He blinked. ’What the hell, you foolish shitdog deity...’

His eyes fell back on Su Meilin, who now looked ready to move. He sighed and grabbed her head with both hands.

’I’m so sorry, Meilin... I swear I’ll take you to the most expensive dinner later!’

Zhao Yiming then did it, he slammed his cock deep, making she startled and started to choke.

Her throat muscle tensed and twitched, which makes his cock felt so damn good, while she tried to control her gag reflex and to breath.

"Meilin... I will deep throat you, so don’t puke on me, ok?"

He said as he pull out his cock and then thrust it inside again, deep and hot to the point his whole body trembled.

Meilin didn’t struggle. No, she leaned into it, hungry for more, drool leaking from the corners of her lips as she tried to breathe through her nose. Even tied to the faucet, she was a willing prisoner to his lust.

’More, I wanted more~’ she thought, her mind unfocused because of her lack of oxygen but dear Heavens, it felt too good.

Zhao Yiming groaned, pistoning his hips forward again, his cock now slick from saliva and pre-cum. "The way your throat wraps around me—makes me want to ruin you completely."

"Mppphhh!!!’ She moaned louder this time. Her tongue slithered beneath his shaft, trying to lick even as she gagged.

He finally pulled out, letting her gasp for air. A thick string of saliva clung from her lips to his cock.

Meilin panted heavily, her voice raspy but needy. "Yiming... please... do more... I want to feel it everywhere—inside, outside... ruin me." she licked his cock, wanting it to get inside again, to ruin her throat and her pussy.

"Dont worry, I will mess you up tonight, Meilin." he smirked, this time grabbed her hair and forcefully push his penis inside her mouth deep.

Her eyes rolled slightly, nose buried against his pelvis, the scent of him clouding her thoughts. She looked drunk on it. Her pussy was wet, so wet she thought she cum.

"What a sight." he smirked.

Yiming slowly pulled back, then drove forward again. And again. Becoming faster and faster as her throat clamped down his cock, each thrust wet and obscene, accompanied by the sloppy sounds of spit and suction.

Her mouth was a mess now, bubbles of saliva coating his shaft, spilling down her chin and mixing with the water below.

Every time he pulled back, a thick strand of drool connected her lips to his cock.

"You love this, don’t you?" he breathed, brushing her hair out of her face. "I can’t believe you still want to be fucked by your husband killer."

She whimpered through his cock, the filthy words making her cunt throb beneath the water. Her thighs rubbed together instinctively.

Zhao Yiming shuddered and looked down at her, barely able to keep his composure. Her mouth, her eyes, her expression—it was too much.

"Hahhh... Meilin..." he groaned, thrusting a bit harder now, shallow but fast, hitting the sweet spot in her throat over and over.

She gagged. Tears spilled from her eyes. Yet she didn’t stop. Didn’t resist.

Instead, she leaned forward and took him deeper—one last time—her throat fully relaxing.

His body tensed, both hands gripping her head like a vice. His cock throbbed violently, once, twice—

"Ahh—I will cum inside you!"

He came hard, spurting straight into her throat.

She swallowed instinctively, barely flinching as he groaned, hips trembling. Rope after rope poured into her, and she took all of it, obedient and devoted. Not a single drop was wasted.

When he finally pulled out, his cock still twitching, she gasped for air, panting, lips swollen and eyes dazed.

And then she looked up at him with a smile.

"...More?"