A romantic encounter caused by a complaint (adult urban life novel)

1. Only heard the voice, but not seen the person

2. See the person and smell the fragrance

She ordered stir-fried broccoli and preserved egg with tofu, then pushed the menu to me, saying she had made her choice and asked me to order more. I didn't refuse and asked her if she could eat spicy food. She nodded, so I ordered fish with tofu and stir-fried oysters with spicy sauce (don't blame me for being nagging, this shows my respect for her! If you want to pick up someone, you must respect them first!). The waiter took the menu and left. I took out a cigarette and asked her, "Do you mind if I smoke?" She shook her head and said, "No, I don't mind."

I lit up a cigarette and said, "I haven't asked you what your name is yet. I can't always call you manager, can I?"

She smiled again, "My last name is Cheng..."

Before she could finish, I rushed to say, "Then I'll call you Cheng Cheng!"

She was stunned for a moment. "Cheng Cheng? This name sounds familiar."

"Have you seen it in Shanghai?"

"Haha! Xu Wenqiang?! Feng Chengcheng!" She laughed again, and this time her hair trembled slightly.

"Haha, yes, it's a pity that I'm not even Ding Li." I pretended to be melancholy.

Something flashed through her eyes, "Cheng Cheng, you're calling me like a little girl!"

"Have you grown up? I think you look like a little girl!" I continued to flatter her.

"You can just say that. I'm already over 30, I'm not a little girl anymore!"

"I can't believe it. I was just about to say that you are very successful at a young age. You got the manager's job right after you graduated from school!"

"Stop complaining, I'm older than you, little brother!"

"Don't call me little brother, I'm not little anymore, I'm already 30!"

"Tsk, 30 is old! I'm older than you, you should call me sister!"

"Then I'll call you Sister Cheng Cheng!"

"Hehe..." This time her hair and her breasts started to vibrate together.

Unconsciously, we changed our address from "you" to "you", and our relationship became much closer. We spoke more casually. The dishes came and she didn't refuse the beer I ordered. We ate and drank while chatting about all sorts of things. I teased her from time to time to see her laughing so hard that she was shaking with laughter. I think I am pretty good at talking nonsense. As I was talking, my phone rang. I looked and it was from home. I apologized to her, "I'll take a call, big one!" She nodded, and my wife asked me if I would go home for dinner that night. I said yes, and hung up. Then it rang again. I picked it up and it was my daughter. She yelled at me, "You must go home early for dinner, and you are not allowed to drink outside. You are not allowed to eat with other women!" I quickly agreed, "Okay, okay, I will go home early to accompany you two, and I will not drink and eat with other women. Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, I smiled bitterly and said to her, "Hey... this one is small!"

She was a little surprised, but said nothing more.

I asked her, "Your unit has assigned you new installation tasks, and it seems that you have to complete a certain number of them every month. How is your task?"

She shook her head and said, "Don't mention it. I do have tasks, 10 per month. I don't like asking for help, and I don't ask for help. I always ask my colleagues to help me with the tasks!"

"This is not easy to do. I work in computer after-sales service. Every day I install computers for customers. Many people who have just bought computers ask us what kind of network they should install. I can just ask them to come to you."

Her eyes lit up: "Okay, I can give them discounts. I have discount cards. I'll give you a few with numbers on them. You give them to them and they can go directly to the business hall to handle it and it will take up my job." As she said that, she opened her bag and gave me a few cards.

I took it and said, "These few are not enough. Give them all to me. I can give you 30 or 40 more every month!"

"Stop bragging! Just complete the task." He gave me a few more.

"Give me all you have, I promise I'll take care of them all." I took all the cards.

We finished the meal with relish. When it was time to pay the bill, she tried to grab it. I said, "Can you please give the man some face? I'll help you complete the task and then you can treat me!" She laughed and didn't insist.

When I came out, I naturally sat in her car, a blue QQ. The interior of the car was very feminine and smelled of jasmine.

After she sent me to work, I got out of the car and turned back to her and said, "It's a delicious lunch, but you are more delicious than lunch!"

She laughed and scolded, "Go away, you are so talkative again!"

I closed the car door and waved my hand. She started the car and drove away. I noticed that there was something seductive in her eyes.

3. Drink with him and sing with him

Cheng Cheng's task was really easy for me. I shared the cards with a few colleagues, and within 5 days, I received a call from Cheng Cheng: "You are awesome! Now there are more than 20 cards. Thank you. When can I invite you?"

"Why are you being so polite, little KS? Do you need my help? Please return the favor."

"Is this okay? It won't be too much trouble, right?"

"What's the trouble? We are friends here. I'll get your card later. Are you at work?"

"I'll take it to you! Sorry for making another trip for you."

"If you keep talking about this, I'll get angry with you. I'll happen to pass by your place later. I'll call you and you just need to come out. That's it. See you later!" I hung up the phone.

Cheng Cheng didn't answer my call and hung up. Then I saw her coming out of the business hall and jogging towards me. Her bulging breasts moved up and down as she jogged. My little brother immediately stood at attention and saluted, inside his pants of course.

"You came really quickly, thank you!" She handed me a stack of cards.

"You're so polite. It's my honor to serve a beautiful lady. From now on, fifty or sixty per month won't be a problem. I'm just worried that you won't give me this opportunity."

"Okay, stop joking. When are you free? I'll treat you to a nice meal."

"Really? Then this weekend, I'll send all the kids back to their parents' house and give you a good feast. You have to have dinner. I dare not drink alcohol at noon, it's meaningless."

She looked a little surprised, but then she said, "Okay, it's settled. I'll call you this weekend."

"It's a deal, you go back! I'm leaving now, bye."

I received a text message from Cheng Cheng on the weekend afternoon, "6:30pm, still at the same place as last time, is that okay?" I replied, "See you then."

I arrived early again, still on the 11th. Cheng Cheng was no longer wearing professional attire this time. She was wearing a white short top with a black tight vest underneath, a cream-colored long skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and white high heels. Her chest seemed even bigger, and there was a deep cleavage under her white neck, which was particularly alluring and made her look sexier. The jasmine scent was still in the air, so I stood up to greet her and pulled out a chair for her to sit down. As soon as she sat down she said, "I guess you got here first and are still here."

"How do you know?"

"Because as long as you keep quiet, you're a gentleman."

"What about talking?"

"He's just a chatterbox brother."

"Thank you, Sister Cheng Cheng, for your fair evaluation and praise. I feel very honored."

"Look, you're being poor again, come on, let's order some food!"

"Ladies first, I'll keep my gentlemanly demeanor to the end!"

She ordered a few dishes and I ordered white wine. She didn't object. It seemed like we were going to drink white wine together. Okay, I like it!

It was another pleasant dinner. We split a bottle of white wine in 30% and 70% respectively, of course 70% for me and 30% for her. We were both a little drunk but still sober. Her flushed face became even more attractive and there was a gleam in her eyes. I suggested going to karaoke, "It seems like you really want to kill me!" She pouted at me, very sexy and attractive.

"No, I treated you. It's such a pity that such a wonderful night ends so early, isn't it, Sister Cheng Cheng!"

"No need. I'm treating you. I'm treating you to your heart's content. Let's go."

When I went out, I didn't see her car, but I saw her reaching out to hail a taxi.

"Where's your car?"

"His father drove to his grandmother's house. He knew he was going to drink with you, so he didn't dare to drive."

……What's the meaning? Hint me? ! Doesn't that mean I won't let you go? The answer is definitely NO.

We went to the biggest nightclub in the city, asked for a small private room, and ordered a dozen beers. I drank beer while she sang. Her voice sounded like Chen Shuhua and Su Rui's songs were sung by the original singers. They were very nice. But after a few songs, she didn't want to sing anymore. "Didn't you want to sing? Why do I have to sing solo? You should come too!"

"Well, it's like this. I mean you sing for me, because my singing is fatal, and I'm afraid you'll die tonight!"

"You are so poor. No, you must sing!"

"Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"You're not running?"

"Don't run!"

"You are not allowed to cover your ears"

"Don't cover your ears"

"No laughing"

"Don't laugh"

"Don't cry"

"Do you want to sing?" A beer bottle was picked up.

"OK, I'll sing. Can you take the bottle over there? I'm a little scared. Of course, I don't mind if you drink it."

I performed an old song by Dayou, "Love Song 1990", in an extremely sentimental way. Moreover, I was sitting on the floor and sang by myself. This is the only song I can sing without being out of tune, you can imagine how long I have practiced and how familiar I am with it. When the song ended, I turned my head and saw the woman huddled in a corner of the sofa, her shoes off, her legs curled up in her skirt, holding a beer bottle in both hands, looking at me. In the reflection of the screen, there was a light in her eyes. I stood up and slowly walked in front of her. She had been looking at me quietly. I took the beer bottle from her hand: "Why are you holding it if you're not going to drink it? What a waste!" After that, I took a big gulp.

The light in her eyes dimmed, and she whispered, "You're lying. You can't sing, right?"

"I only know this one. I won't lie to you. I'll play another one for you."

I don't know how many tunes I sang for the same song, but I made the woman laugh so hard that she kept waving her hands and begging for mercy. I sang two songs in succession, and the woman laughed so hard that tears came out.

"Okay, okay, stop singing. I can't breathe if you keep singing. No, I need to drink some wine to calm down."

Amidst the laughter and noise, a dozen beers were almost gone, and the clock had already pointed to midnight. I suggested singing a song together, "The Big Flower Sedan". Amidst her singing and my roaring, I sang a line, "Hold that, hold that, hold my sister and sleep." I hugged her and buried my head in her breasts. She screamed "Ah", was stunned for a moment, and then pushed me away, "You're going to die!"

I let go of her hand but didn't step back "I'm sorry!"

She lowered her head and said "Go away!" in a soft voice.

I reached out and pulled her up. She looked at me in confusion. I looked at her innocently and said, "Didn't you say you were leaving?

She stared at me blankly and sighed softly, "Ah..."

I whispered in her ear: "It was so soft just now..."

She punched my chest with her fist, a little angry. "You..."

Walking on the street at midnight, I asked her, "Where are you going? Is it convenient to go home so late?"

"where are you going?"

"My friend has opened a hotel. I won't go home if it's late. I'll go to his place. If it's inconvenient for you to go home, let's go together."

She lowered her head for about a minute, and said, "I'll go too. The gate to the home compound is closed."

4. Hold it in your arms and see its inner self

We took a taxi and sat in the back seat. My hands were naturally around her waist, very soft, and she also naturally leaned on my chest. We had a tacit understanding like a couple of years old. No one spoke. The scent of jasmine filled the small space, it was very warm and comfortable. When we were almost at the hotel, she whispered in my ear, "I'll go down first. Call me when you get there, okay?" I nodded in understanding, said something to the driver, and she went down first.

When we got to the hotel and got the room card, I called her to tell her the room number and went into the room first. She arrived just as I changed into her bathrobe. I asked her if she wanted to take a shower, and she said she had already done it at home. I said I would take a shower, and you could do whatever you want. When I came out of the bathroom after washing up, the lights were off and the TV was not on. She had already gotten into bed, covered with a silk quilt. I walked gently to the bedside and turned on the bedside lamp. She closed her eyes and said, "Don't turn on the light."

I smiled and said, "Let me turn it down a little so I can get a good look at you."

I leaned over and gently held her face. It was soft, smooth and slightly warm. She opened her eyes and we stared at each other. I lowered my head and kissed her plump lips, which were very soft and tender. She responded gently, and I kissed her. I took off my bathrobe with one hand and squeezed my body into the silk quilt, touching something warm and smooth. She was not wearing any clothes at all. I pressed on her body and pressed my hardness between her legs. She opened her legs slightly, broke away from my kiss, and said with a gasp, "Be gentle. It will hurt at first." I was stunned. I was not ready to enter yet. It seemed that she had never experienced foreplay. She had met a treasure, a mature woman who had not been fully developed! I pecked her earlobe and said, "I'll go in later," and then kissed my way down...

I held her big, soft breasts in my hands. Although they were no longer firm, they were not loose. I held her nipples in my mouth and sucked them, making them hard under the teasing of my tongue...

Woman, climax...

She calmed down a little, and I climbed on top of her again, my hard cock pressed against her slippery vagina, and whispered in her ear, "Okay?"

"Okay, it's never been like this before, it's very comfortable." She replied in a low voice.

"Want to get comfortable again?"

"Hmm..." She was a little shy.

"Then put him in." I pushed gently.

Her hand reached down, grabbed my hardness, and guided me into her warmth. I took a pillow, asked her to stand up, stuffed it under her butt, and then pushed it tightly inside. She panted and said, "Yours is so big, it's so full inside." I pumped gently, "Does it hurt? Is it comfortable?" "Hmm..."

The silk quilt had already slid to the ground, and the two bodies on the bed were overlapping and rising and falling. The room was filled with heavy breathing, gentle moans, and obscene thrusting sounds...

She thrusted to meet my thrusts, and we became more and more in tune with each other. I thrust up and down, and she thrust high and low, and I wanted to enjoy this feast slowly, as this night was still very long...

When I felt that she was used to my actions, I suddenly grabbed her round shoulders from under her armpits, stretched her legs straight, and thrust her butt downwards violently. The room was suddenly filled with a "pa pa" sound of impact. My hardness quickly shuttled through her passage, bringing out streams of love fluid, and my scrotum kept whipping her perineum... She was flustered by this sudden attack and unable to cater to her. She could only utter a series of incoherent moans in vain, "Oh... Oh... Ah... Oh..." Suddenly, she let out a long moan, "Oh...", her head tilted back, her chest raised, pressed against my chest, she grasped my butt with both hands, pressed hard towards her lower body, wrapped her legs around my thighs, tightly wrapped around me, and a spasm-like contraction in the passage made my hardness unable to move at all. The tightness from all directions almost made me surrender, and I took a deep breath to hold the key.

She reached a climax again...

After a long time, she exhaled and her body softened. I found her lips and she hugged my neck for a long kiss...

"Am I still alive?" she murmured.

"Of course I'm alive. I'm not feeling well yet, so how can I let you die?"

"You haven't come out yet! You are amazing, no wonder you can serve both the big and the small together?"

"What do you mean by serving a big and a small person?"

"You said so. There is one big and one small person in the family."

"Oh, haha, you misunderstood, the older one is my wife, and the younger one is my daughter, who is only 4 years old, haha."

"Ah! I was fooled by you. I thought you had two wives living at home together. You didn't look rich, so you must be good in bed, so I wanted to try it with you. Who knew you were your daughter?" She shyly nestled in my arms. "But you're really amazing. I've never felt like I was dead before. It turns out this can be so comfortable."

"You feel comfortable, but I don't feel comfortable yet. Can you come again?"

"Well... come on!"

"Can I cum inside you later?"

"It's fine inside. I have an IUD."

I then gave her another intensive attack. Amid her trembling moans, I straightened my upper body, hugged one of her round thighs to my chest, and made a horizontal thrust. She must have never used this position before. The stimulating feeling made her moan loudly, and her hands grabbed the bed sheet randomly. I penetrated deeply, holding her thighs tightly each time, trying to penetrate her completely. She followed my rhythm, moaning, and every time I penetrated deeply, she would let out a breath from her slightly opened mouth...

I put her legs down, pulled up her upper body, let her sit on my legs, I held her soft buttocks, and brought her to my arms again and again, she lay on my shoulders, two soft balls pressed against my chest, it was really warm and fragrant in my arms...

I pushed her down, thrusted a few times, and then thrust all the way in. She screamed "Ah" and hugged me tightly with both hands. I broke free, picked up her butt, and dragged her to the bed. I stood under the bed, put her legs on my shoulders, held her thighs, and bombarded her again. Her moans were no longer coherent, but became distorted low screams. The two lumps of white meat rolled turbulently, her head twisted unconsciously, her hands clasped the bed tightly, and beads of sweat oozed from her skin...

I was panting heavily, sweat flowing down my chest, meeting hers on her thighs, and gathering on her buttocks...

I put down her legs, leaned over to look at her, and stopped. She twisted her body anxiously, "Don't stop, oh... hurry up... please..."

I grabbed her huge breasts and squeezed them roughly, causing them to deform in my hands. She let out a soft "ah", but before the sound even fell, I started a new round of attack...

I held her waist with both hands, thrust hard a few times, went deep into her valley, screamed, and exploded...

Then, she wrapped her legs around my waist again, her vagina tightened again, and she made a "clucking" sound, and she also exploded...

As the last burst of bullets shot into the cave, I collapsed on her plump body, panting, and her body was still trembling in the afterglow...

5. Bathroom induction, spring breeze again

My breathing slowly adjusted, and her body became soft again, but neither of us wanted to move. We just lay there, listening to each other's heartbeats. I kissed her lips again, and gently rubbed her proud breasts with one hand. She responded gently...

"How was it this time? Was everything okay?"

"Um……"

"Can I come out now?"

"Um……"

I stood up, and my no longer hard little brother withdrew from her cave, leaving a shiny thread that dripped obscenely on her white and round thighs. I took out a few sheets of paper from the tissue box and gently wiped the black forest soaked in love juice and sweat for her. I asked her if she wanted to wash it. She murmured that her body was so soft and asked to go later. I picked up the silk quilt on the ground, put it on her naked body, and told her that I would go to flush the water first.

I filled a bathtub with hot water and returned to the room. The silk quilt had been thrown aside by her. Her heat had not yet dissipated. Her body was still limp on the bed, with her two plump thighs hanging by the bed. The grass was revealed to me like this, a delicate picture after being cut down and ravaged. I shook my head. Women...

I held her horizontally, her hands rested weakly on my neck, her head leaned on my shoulder, I kissed her forehead lightly, carried her into the bathroom, stepped into the bathtub, sat down, helped her sit in my arms, splashed water to wash away her sweat (I specifically asked for a double room because the bed and bathtub were big enough so we could take a bath together), she lazily closed her eyes, enjoying my service comfortably. The redness on her body after the orgasm gradually faded away under the hot water, returning to her original whiteness, but there were still a few red bruises on her breasts and thighs, which were the result of my rough and strong force. I gently stroked those red bruises and asked her, "Does it hurt?"

She opened her eyes and looked at it, then asked me in confusion, "Did you do that?"

I nodded. "I was so excited that I didn't control my strength. Are you okay?"

"It's okay. If you hadn't told me I wouldn't feel it now. At that time I was just thinking that the harder you pushed, the more comfortable I would feel. I wished you could pierce me. I didn't expect it to be like in the books. I felt so ecstatic. It's something I've never experienced before. I didn't know I could be like this." As she spoke, her tears actually slid down and dripped into the pool.

"What's wrong with you?" I reached out and wiped the tears from her cheeks.

She shook her head, covered her face with her hands, and said nothing more.

After a moment of silence, I slowly said, "You feel regretful that you are only now experiencing this kind of happiness; you feel ashamed that you went to bed with me so quickly; you feel ashamed that you find it difficult to face your family and husband; you feel conflicted, but I still give you the warmth in my heart."

She let go of my hand in surprise and looked at me blankly, "Can you read minds?"

"No, it's just that I have most of the same feelings as you do. If we don't feel ashamed when we send our families away to have a tryst like this, it would be too debauched. After all, we have received traditional education for so many years. However, desires are sometimes not controlled by reason. I have feelings for you and want to be with you, even just once, and then there will be no regrets. You feel the same way, right?"

"Yes! I thought you were interesting at the beginning. When we met, I felt you were very gentlemanly. You even asked me if I minded when you smoked. I was curious about the difference between you, one older and one smaller. You were also very bold. You dared to say that I smelled good when we just met. Although you are younger than me, I felt pampered when I was with you, just like when I had a crush on someone when I was young. Alas, in short, I was confused by you. Although I knew from the beginning that you wanted to seduce me, I couldn't help myself..." She lowered her head and stroked my chest lightly with her fingers.

"Women are meant to be pampered! Why, your husband doesn't pamper you?"

"I can't really say. She's a very well-behaved person. She does everything in an orderly manner. She seems to have never lost her temper with me. She spoils me, but it's different from your feeling."

"Oh, so when you make love, you both take off your clothes, then get on top of each other and do it, in the same position, without talking, and then you both rest after you're done?"

She looked up at me in surprise and asked, "How did you know?"

I smiled and held her in my arms. "You can tell from your performance, poor woman!"

"When we got married, I was shy the first time. I went to bed in my pajamas. He looked at me and took off his clothes while saying, 'Why are you still wearing clothes? Take them off.' So I took them off, and then he came on. It was very painful, but he didn't force me. It wasn't until the third day that I felt sorry for him, so I endured the pain and didn't say anything. He finally went in, and came out after a while. In the first few months, I really thought it was meaningless. I didn't feel anything except pain. Later it got better, but every time he went straight in, I would feel pain, even if it didn't hurt. It's never been like this before, sigh..."

"Women should leave one or two pieces of clothing for men to take off. Taking off women's clothes is also an art. Some people can give women orgasms just by taking off their clothes. Without foreplay and lubrication, men will not be happy. Don't you know?"

"You know so much about him, there must be a lot of women, right?" she said awkwardly.

"Not much. You're the first one after we got married."

"It's a lie, but I like it."

"I'm not lying to you. Really, I don't have much money and I'm not handsome. Who would care if I wanted to cheat? Besides, I wouldn't do it without feeling. Love requires feeling to make you happy. Otherwise, I'd better find a piece of meat and make a hole in it."

She pursed her lips and smiled. "Nonsense again, but it's true. If I didn't have feelings for you, I wouldn't have done that. My life of more than 30 years has been ruined by you."

"It's not the hands. It's something he did. It has nothing to do with the hands." I pulled her hand and placed it on my lower body.

"Go to hell..." She twisted my thigh lightly.

"Is your husband's as big as mine?" I am no exception to this common problem among men, just like she cares about how many women I have.

"No, please don't mention him again, okay? I feel guilty."

"Will you not feel guilty if you don't mention it? It has already happened, and avoiding it will not relieve you. In fact, it's not all our fault. You always eat steamed buns and pickles at home, and you have money to eat Shanghai ginseng, so wouldn't you buy it outside? Confucius said, 'Food and sex are human nature.' The body's desires include food and sex, so it's okay to eat secretly, and it's also okay to have sex secretly. That's how I convinced myself, so I got to eat your abalone."

"What kind of analogy is this? It's far-fetched, but it makes sense. Let me try to convince myself! Why can't your wife make you feel comfortable?"

"It's OK, much better than yours, but I can't move after she climaxes, it hurts her, her vagina is a bit shallow, and she feels uncomfortable if I go too deep, so I can't enjoy it to my heart's content."

"Oh, poor man," she said, mimicking me. "Well, how come I eat sea cucumbers and you eat abalone?"

I put my little brother in her hand and said, "Doesn't this look like a sea cucumber?" I stroked her little sister and said, "This looks like an abalone!"

"Go to hell!" She twisted my little brother in embarrassment and bit my shoulder again.

I put my hands under her armpits and between her thighs to harass her. She twisted her body to avoid me. We made a mess, and the bathroom was filled with laughter and splashing water...

I panted and grabbed her hand, pressed it on her breast, pressed her against the edge of the bathtub, and glared at her fiercely. She glared back at me, not to be outdone. My face slowly approached hers, she slowly closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, and I kissed her...

After a long time, we separated. "Do you want more?" I spread her thighs apart with my knees and gently touched her softness...

"Hmm..." She touched my penis with her hand. "It's soft, how do I get it in?"

"You can make him hard!" I stood up and rinsed my little brother with the shower, and put it in front of her. "Come on, kiss him."

“Ah, don’t…”

"Come on, don't be shy, try this sea cucumber!"

She gently touched the glans with her lips, then pulled back and lowered her head in shame.

I was amused, lifted her chin, and put my little brother to her lips again. "Come on, good sister, suck him, he will give you pleasure soon."

She opened her lips clumsily and put the glans in her mouth. I pushed gently and most of it went in, but it was scratched by her teeth, causing a stinging pain. "Oh...your teeth..." I cried out.

She looked at me apologetically and pursed her lips. I held her head with both hands and pushed gently. She immediately understood and began to swallow consciously...

After a moment, she spit it out, "It's smoother than sea cucumber, but not as dark as sea cucumber." She then put it in her mouth and sucked it.

I smiled and patted her cheek. "Focus, don't be distracted, lick it with your tongue."

She obediently used the tip of her tongue to circle my glans and touched the urethra. I felt a tingling sensation, my corpus cavernosum began to swell with blood, and my desire began to swell...

Her technique quickly became proficient. I looked down at this beautiful, fair-skinned woman. She was so dignified in front of others, but now, my huge glans went in and out of her mouth. Her plump breasts swayed with her movements, and there was the "tsk tsk" sound of sucking. My pleasure of conquest reached its limit. I couldn't help but hold her head and push the whole hard penis deep into her mouth. She cried in pain, pushed me away, and lay on the edge of the bathtub and retched twice. "I'm going to die! It's very uncomfortable."

I leaned over and patted her back apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was too excited."

She raised her head, her face full of grievance, "Am I a bitch...?"

"How could that be? It's my fault. I'm sorry. I thought this was normal and forgot that you were still not used to it. Blame me, blame me. Cheng Cheng, don't be angry."

"Does your wife do this to you, too?"

"Yes, we often give each other oral sex and say dirty words. It's not just us, many people do this. I'm not humiliating you, really, Cheng Cheng, I'm not lying to you."

"You have to call me sister," she pouted coquettishly.

"Sister, good sister, dear sister, are you okay?"

"You have to make me happy!"

"I'll make you happy right now." I reached one hand to her lower body, spread her labia, inserted my middle finger into her vagina, and stirred it gently. "Don't use your hands." She blushed and broke free, standing up. "Go to the bed."

I held her, "Let's do it here." I lay in the bathtub, holding my jade pillar, and said to the woman with a puzzled face with a sly smile, "Sit on it, it will definitely be comfortable."

The woman's face turned even redder. "You're just trying so many tricks." But she still straddled my body, held my jade pillar with her small hands, gently stroked my butt, and swallowed it. I don't know if it was the lubrication from the water or the love juice, but there was no resistance at all.

I held her voluptuous waist and said, "Come on, you move."

She moved obediently, the water rippled, the sound of water gurgling, and a pair of jade rabbits tumbling...

I played with her jade rabbit and asked her, "How is it, is it comfortable?"

She panted, "It's so comfortable...it's so deep...but I'm so tired..."

"Then it's my turn." I lifted her waist, letting my lower body slightly separate from hers, and then thrust upwards violently. Suddenly, there was a loud sound of water, and jade beads splashed everywhere. The woman was trembling all over and moaning softly because of my impact. After holding on for a moment, she leaned back violently. The passage tightened and tightly wrapped around my hardness, making it impossible for me to move. I quickly pulled her back, let her cover me, and gently stroked her back...

After she calmed down a little, I carried her to the sink where I had placed a towel. I grabbed another towel and wiped the water stains on her body. She leaned on my shoulder, letting me do whatever I wanted and enjoying my thoughtfulness.

"Am I very slutty?" She rested her chin on my shoulder.

"No, everyone has the right to pursue happiness. The happiness of sex lies in letting go and being engaged. If you maintain a rational attitude, you will not be happy. You are a good woman, but a good woman should not be a rigid or pretentious woman. She should be a woman who can make herself happy. You are not promiscuous, you are just engaged and let go. Maybe you have never experienced it before, you are very sensitive and it is easy for you to reach orgasm. At this time, you should not let your mind control you, but let your mind cooperate with your body. Only in this way can you fully experience the happiness of being a woman."

"Thank you for giving me the joy of being a woman."

"I didn't give you anything, I just woke you up."

"But without you, I wouldn't understand this."

"Do you need to understand it again?"

"Well...yes..." Her voice was barely audible.

"Then here I come..."

I lifted her legs, aimed at her vital spot, and started another round of attack...

She leaned back, her short hair swaying, her hands leaning back to keep her upper body balanced, she babbled, and gave her lower body to me completely, letting me pick and whip it. The bathroom was filled with the obscene sounds of flesh colliding and rubbing, panting, and moaning...

Seeing her upper body swaying, I carried her down from the sink, stood by the wall, picked up one of her thighs, and thrust hard into her, love juice flowing down her thigh...

My arms were sore, so I put down my thighs, turned her over to face the wall, grabbed her breasts with my hands, and entered the alley from behind. Her plump and round butt collided violently with my lower abdomen, and the sound echoed in the small space...

I felt like I couldn't go any deeper, so I pulled her to hold onto the sink, and I held onto her butt, attacking her even more violently. I couldn't hear anything, and all I wanted to do was conquer her and explode inside her...

Finally, I began to lose control of myself, my body automatically rushed forward like an epileptic, the woman began to scream, one hand pulled my thigh back, my legs were tight, my butt was stiff, my vagina was cramping, my waist was numb, and I sprayed...

The woman's body began to soften and she slid down. I quickly held her and staggered into the bathtub. The water was a little cold. I unplugged the plug to let the cold water flow out. At the same time, I turned on the shower to let the hot water pour over us. Her skin was covered with patches of orgasm red. She trembled and leaned against me, closing her eyes and breathing weakly, as if she had fainted. After a long time, she gasped, "Am I dead?"

"You're still alive, but I'm almost dying of exhaustion." I replied weakly.

"You are too strong. You are going to kill me..." she murmured.

"You're so powerful, I'm going to be sucked dry by you..." I retorted.

"I'm so tired, carry me to bed..."

"Wait a moment, I can't hold you now..."

We hugged each other under the shower like this. I don’t know how long it had been, but I suddenly woke up from my daze and found the woman in my arms had fallen asleep. I turned off the shower, grabbed the towel to dry both of our bodies, then took a deep breath and carried her to the bed, pulled the silk quilt over me and covered me with it, then fell asleep.

6. When people leave, how can love continue?

In a drowsy state, I felt my little brother being played with. I opened my eyes and saw Cheng Cheng looking at me with one hand on her chin, and with the other hand stroking my little brother which was erected in the morning. There was spring in the corners of her eyes. Women are like this. After venting their desires, they feel satisfied and radiant, while men feel tired and listless.

"Why are you awake so early? Why don't you get some sleep?"

"It's still early! It's past 10 o'clock, it's almost time for lunch!"

"Oh, why is it still dark that day?"

"Stupid, the curtains are not open." She played with my balls.

"Is he stupid? I don't think so. Did he treat you badly last night?" Seeing that she was about to hit me, I quickly threw back the quilt, jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. "I'm going to pee first."

"Let's go together. Let me go first..." She also got out of bed and chased after him.

I rushed into the bathroom and started flushing the toilet. She chased me in, hugged me from behind, and held my little brother in her hand, "I'll hold it for you."

I freed my hands and pulled her buttocks back, letting her pussy rub against my thighs, feeling a tingling sensation. She playfully squeezed my little brother, and urine spurted out in streams, and she giggled. I sighed in my heart, is this still the same dignified manager? She's just a little girl who's just beginning to fall in love. Has one night changed her so much?

The bladder was finally emptied intermittently. She felt that I had finished releasing the goods, and reluctantly put down the toy, and shook it gently. I couldn't help laughing out loud, and she glared at me, "What are you laughing at?"

"You are so considerate!" I pecked her red lips.

She blushed, "I am willing to be considerate of you..."

I took the shower and rinsed the urine off my little brother. She was surprised and asked, "Are you so hygienic?"

I smiled and said, "Hurry up and pee!"

"Get out! I can't get out if you're here."

"Didn't you want to come together? It's a pity that I can't support you."

She twisted on my butt, put down the toilet seat and sat on it. I put my freshly washed little brother to her mouth and said, "Here, freshly washed sea cucumber, make your breakfast."

She rolled her eyes at me, but still opened her mouth and took it in, sucking...

"Don't you want to pee? Why..." Seeing that she was just "eating breakfast" but not doing her "morning activities", I asked in confusion.

She spat out the "sea cucumber" and said, "I told you I can't get out if you're here, and now I have to give you this, which is even worse."

I smiled mischievously and whistled. Finally, she couldn't help it and took my little brother in her mouth. There was a sound of water flowing out from below... Her face was red with shame...

I forgot which senior said, "If you want a woman to open her heart to you, you must first eliminate her sense of shame in front of you."

Seeing that she had finished peeing and reached out for toilet paper, I stopped her, put the shower head under her crotch, turned it on, and rinsed her vagina. I said in her ear, "I haven't had breakfast yet. I want to eat abalone later. I like it without salt!" She was so embarrassed that she buried herself in my arms and refused to look up.

After washing, she still refused to look up, so I had to throw away the shower and carried her to the bed with her butt still dripping with water. She grabbed the silk quilt to cover her face. I wiped her butt with a towel, then got on the bed and held her in my arms. She nestled in my arms and said leisurely, "Oh... How nice it would be if I had met you first..."

"Not necessarily..." I stroked her smooth back, "Now you only see my good side. If we stay together for a long time, you may not be able to tolerate my bad side such as laziness, and you will not say that I am good. I am not perfect either. I have many shortcomings, but you have not felt them yet. In fact, life is like this. There is no absolute perfection. There are always flaws. It depends on how you treat and make up for them. Some people just accept it and live a very depressed life. Some people make up for it through other means, and then they live very happily. It's like a seesaw. Others lift you up. In fact, you can lift her up if you move forward a little, but you always don't move. Then you can only wait for others to let you go. People should learn to find their own balance. If you can't get it in this aspect, you can get it through other means, or exchange it with what you can't use up. In this way, everyone will be harmonious. Isn't President Hu's harmonious society talking about this? It's just that it's not easy to talk about this in a refined place."

She raised her head and looked at me. "Just lie. Aren't you afraid that the police will arrest you? I know you want to convince me, but I've thought about it carefully. I can't convince myself with what you said last night, and I can't convince myself with what you said now. We can't continue like this. I'm afraid of many things. I can't face it. Let's stop contacting each other, okay?"

I was stunned and looked at her blankly. Everything was fine just now, how come it changed so suddenly?

She took out her phone and pressed a few keys. "I deleted your number. You should delete mine too! Don't contact me anymore."

I lay down depressed, "You delete it, I'm too lazy to do it."

She took my phone, fiddled with it, put it down, and covered me again, resting her head on my chest. "I'm sorry, I don't want to do this, but I can't help it. Don't be angry with me. I know you love me. You can understand me, right?"

"Oh..." I hugged her, put my chin on her head, and let out a long sigh. Can this woman only belong to me for one night?

Her body became warm, she broke away from my embrace, kissed me from below, and said vaguely, "Give me one more time! Let me be happy one last time, okay?" My little brother was surrounded by warmth...

My brain has temporarily short-circuited, isn't that the end of it? Why... Woman, what are you thinking...

But my body was aroused by her. I turned her butt, sucked her labia and clitoris, and inserted the tip of my tongue into her already wet vagina, stirring her desire...

We entangled and rolled with each other, leaving everything outside behind and forgetting it, leaving only the desire boiling...

I asked her to turn her back to me and raise her butt so that she could swallow my hardness. I growled, "Look down there, look at my dick going into your pussy... look at how I fuck you..." I couldn't help but swear.

She obediently looked down at my hard penis pushing apart her labia and entering her body. Some senior seemed to have said, "The best way to eliminate a woman's sense of shame is to let her see a man's penis entering her own."

I thrust upwards, I want her to see how I penetrate her...

I dragged her upwards, leaning my back against the bed, grabbing the two lumps of white flesh on her chest, pulling her closer, and rubbing them hard. "Move, come and fuck me..."

She was panting, her arms leaning back to support her body, moving up and down to swallow my hardness. I looked at the mirror on the opposite wall. My hardness was inserted into her tunnel. As she moved up and down, it pulled the pink flesh in her cavity and turned it over. It was covered with white mucus. I pointed it out to him and said, "Did you see it? You are fucking me... your cunt is leaking white fluid..."

Her arms were shaking, and she could no longer support her body. I turned her sideways, hooked her legs, and began to attack her. In the wall mirror, I saw that she was enjoying it with her eyes closed. I couldn't let her be so comfortable, so I ordered: "Open your eyes, look in the mirror, and see how I fuck you... Let your hand touch your clitoris..."

She obeyed me, her body trembling, I don't know whether it was because of shame or excitement.

I whispered in her ear, "Does it feel good to be fucked by me?"

"Um……"

"Say it out!" I pushed hard.

"Oh... so comfortable..."

"Will you let me fuck you..."

"Oh... yes..."

"Tell me what I am doing now..."

“Mmm…fuck…I…”

"Where are you fucking..."

"Fuck... my... pussy... ah..." She screamed, her legs stretched straight, her toes trembling, her hands pulled my thighs back, her nails digging into my skin, and her vagina began to tighten and spasm again...

This time I didn't give her much time to rest. I quickly pushed her down on the bed and fucked her hard from behind. Each stroke was high and heavy. Her white butt was pounded red...

I was tired too, so I covered her back and shook her gently. "Are you more excited when I say dirty words?"

"Hmm... very exciting..."

"Do you like it?"

"kind of……"

Damn, what do you mean by a little? I am depressed. "What position do you like me to use to fuck you?"

"All right..."

I feel even more depressed. I pulled her waist up and started to pound her hard. Her moans got louder. Two lumps of white flesh dangled and swayed. I reached out and held them, playing with them, and pounded her with my waist non-stop...

I would stop and do it slowly when I was tired, and charge forward when I recovered my strength. I repeated this several times. She was almost limp, but I still didn't feel like cumming. I was a little exhausted. She sensed my abnormality and took the initiative to rub my balls. She stroked the place where we were connected along with my thrusting, smearing the mucus everywhere. She turned her head and gave me a seductive look, "Hurry up... hurry up... fuck me... I want..."

I suddenly got the hang of it, and bravely wielded my spear to fight...

"Oh...oh...oh..." she moaned, "You're so...good...I'm...going to...be...fucked...to...death...by you...Fuck...me...harder...Fuck...me...to...death...My...cunt...is...going...to...be...broken...by...you..."

Finally, amid her obscene words, I surrendered my little stock. She also moved a few times after I ejaculated, her vagina tightened, and she wrapped me around and fell on the bed, but I felt like she was pretending.

After calming down, I still carried her to the bathroom to rinse and dry her, but this time, we stopped talking and the atmosphere was a little depressing. When she was getting dressed, I took the initiative to help her fasten the hook of her bra. She looked back with red eyes and opened her mouth, but said nothing. I lay naked on the bed, watching her put on her clothes and put on some simple makeup, returning to being the dignified Manager Cheng. I didn't say a word. She picked up her bag, sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked my cheek with her fingers. "I promised my husband to come over at noon. I won't accompany you for lunch, okay?" I nodded woodenly, looking at this contradiction. A woman just told you not to contact her again, and now she is apologizing for not being able to have lunch with you. I really don't understand. She stood up, and her high heels made a series of crisp sounds on the floor... I was stunned for a long time in this room that was still filled with the ambiguous atmosphere after lovemaking, put on my clothes, and went home tired.

7. Towards harmony

It was another weekend. I had just agreed with my wife to take the kids out for a trip when I received a call from Cheng Cheng (the number was deleted from my address book, but it was still in my text messages and outgoing records). I pretended not to know and picked up the phone and asked, "Hello, who is this?"

She was silent. I called "Hello" several times, but she still didn't say anything. "Is that Cheng Cheng?" I asked deliberately.

"It's me..."

"It's really you!" I hurriedly said, "I thought I would never receive your call again and see you again. How are you? I miss you so much!" I pretended to be surprised.

"It's OK!" She said leisurely, "I miss you too. Are you available in the evening?"

"Ah? I just told my wife that I was going out. Wait, let me talk to her."

"Don't...don't." She said with difficulty, "I'll call you again!" and then hung up.

I know that she has many ways to find my phone number, and it would be very difficult for her to call me, but I just want to torment her and redeem my guilt, although I also want to, and I can easily resolve my wife's agreement. It might be a little risky, and she might ignore me, but in order to maintain a long-term relationship with her, I can only try this method of accumulation.

She didn't call me again during the week. At the weekend, I told my wife that I had received a call from my hometown, asking me to go back. My wife didn't doubt it and told me to be careful on the road (my lovely and great wife!). I immediately went to the supermarket to buy some food and drinks, rushed to the hotel, and called her, "Is it convenient for you now? I'm in the hotel, still in the same room."

"Oh, I see!" She hung up the phone. It seems that there is someone around, so it seems that he can come.

I was watching TV and drinking a beverage for about half an hour when I heard the tapping sound of high heels in the corridor. I quickly got up and opened the door...

Outside the door, the woman was still in her business suit, but she had changed into thin black stockings. The whiteness underneath was faintly visible through the stockings, making her even more attractive. I had already begun to "stand at attention". The woman looked at me with a hint of resentment, a hint of charm, and a hint of shyness in her eyes...

We stared at each other like that for nearly a minute, then I suddenly reached out and pulled her into the room, she threw herself into my arms, her red lips meeting mine, we kissed each other madly and hugged each other tightly. Of course, I immediately closed the door with my foot, I didn't want to let people watch it for free and cause any "door".

While hugging and kissing, I dragged her to the bed, threw myself on it, tore open her buttons, unbuttoned her bra, and freed her big white breasts into my hands...

Her hands fumbled to untie my belt, and she said incoherently, "I miss you so much... so much... just come in... I'm already... wet..."

I lifted her skirt and pushed it to her waist, exposing her lower body. It was actually a black lace lingerie with only a small piece protecting the lush grass. That small piece had been soaked, emitting a lustful warmth. This woman was getting bolder and hotter. I pushed aside the lace, and the two clam meats had swelled with water, slightly opened, revealing the pink inside, telling of her hunger. I spread her legs, straightened my gun, aimed at the wet area, and entered violently. The woman moaned, her body tensed, and she reached out to hug me and cover her. I held her face and said, "They finally meet again..."

"Well, I finally... ate the 'sea cucumber' again..." Her vagina contracted rhythmically, feeling my hardness and thickness...

"Are you ready? I'm about to start!"

"Um……"

I stood up, grabbed her thighs, and started a simple and powerful attack...

I held her legs against my chest, caressing her black stockings and slender high heels. These are my favorites, an almost obsessive love...

I spread her legs apart and carried them on my shoulders, concentrated my waist strength at one point, and impacted the water. I watched her trembling body and listened to her intoxicating moans...

I put her legs together on one shoulder, feeling her tightness stimulating my nerves, and feeling her wrinkles rubbing against my erection...

I held her leg sideways, thrusting out my desire, letting my balls caress her perineum, penetrating deep into her valley, and making white waves...

I put her knees in her hands, pulled up her waist, pounded her buttocks, and gave her the power of a man...

I spread her legs as far as I could and pushed them down hard. I wanted to vent my suppressed desires and let her know that men should not be toyed with or provoked...

Finally, when I held her thighs flat and charged forward, she reached the top, her pubic mound raised, facing my crotch, convulsing and wrapping around me, grabbing the bed sheet with both hands, and making a "cluck" hissing sound...

I held her sideways to rest, our lower bodies still connected, reluctant to separate. I stroked her sweaty cheeks. The flushed face and warm body of a woman after the orgasm were very charming.

"Why didn't you call me this week?" I didn't ask her why she contacted me again, for fear of hurting her self-esteem.

"I'm afraid that you'll say you're busy again, which will make me look cheap..." She put her legs on mine, "I really don't want to contact you anymore, but I can't do it. Every night when I close my eyes, I think of you and the feeling you give me, and I start to get wet down there, and I want it so badly, but I feel so sorry for my husband, so conflicted. That day when my husband was about to do it, I got wet quickly when I thought of you, and I didn't feel any pain when my husband went in, and he felt very comfortable too. We did it for almost 20 minutes, and after we were done he kept saying it was so good, and I felt very comfortable too, although not as good as you, but much better than before. Later I thought, you taught me how to be a woman, and I gave him the happiness that a woman can give him, so I shouldn't owe him too much if I look for you again, so I called you, wanting you to give me something better, but you... hey... actually ignored me..."

I was stunned. How could this woman be so unreasonable? It seems that when a woman wants to excuse herself, she will always have a reason. Didn’t Mr. Gu Long say, “It is a woman’s privilege to be unreasonable.” I quickly said, “Didn’t I tell my wife to talk to her, but you wouldn’t let me, and I hung up the phone.”

"If I don't let you, then you really won't say it? Why don't you hit me back? Who am I to you? Can I let you stay with my wife and come to accompany me?" She began to pout and twist me.

"You are my sister Cheng Cheng! You are my lover's sister!" I teased her and held her on top of me. "How about I let you fuck me once as an apology?"

"You rascal, who cares... fuck you..." She began to move up and down..."

I pushed her upper body up and said, "Come on, go deeper."

"Take off your clothes, they're in the way... take them off for me..." she panted.

We took off our shirts, I kicked my legs together and took off my pants and underwear. She wanted to stand up and take off her skirt, but I held her back and said, "Don't, don't let him out."

"Then how do I take it off?"

I unzipped her skirt and pulled it up by the waist. "Now it's off."

"What about this and this?" She pointed to the panties and stockings.

"Don't take this off, I like fucking you like this."

"Pervert!" She cursed with a smile, and began to move up and down...

I stroked her beautiful legs in stockings. "Why are you wearing black underwear and stockings? They are so sexy. Are you wearing them just for me? Don't you know I like this?"

"Is it pretty? I think it's very nice, but I didn't dare to wear it before. Now I think you might like it, so I bought it and it seems to be the right thing to do..."

"Beautiful! I like black stockings and high heels the most. I didn't expect that even your underwear was black, and you're so young. It seems that we really have a telepathic connection."

"Who is in tune with you... conceited... I just like it..."

"You're still being stubborn!" I started to thrust up with her movements, and she cooperated by increasing the amplitude. Just when I was about to get into the mood, I suddenly felt a warm current pouring on my glans. She also let out a "huh" and stopped moving.

"What's wrong?" I was puzzled. It shouldn't have reached climax, it's just the beginning!

She was very embarrassed and said, "My period has come..."

I... hurriedly picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. I took out my little brother and saw blood all over her face... I quickly turned on the shower to rinse her off. She stood there awkwardly and said, "I didn't mean to do it. She... brought it forward. It was supposed to be two days later... I'm sorry for bringing bad luck to you..."

I was so amazed and laughed, "Squatting down, it's almost flowing onto the stockings. Don't get dirty. What's wrong with the head? Who told you? I don't believe that. Come and wash it. Do you have any sanitary napkins?"

"Not prepared!" She squatted on the toilet, her fair thighs were scarlet red, and the black lace panties and black stockings were set off, which was a perverted charm. I took the shower and rinsed it dry, then folded the toilet paper into a rectangular strip for her, "Use this first, wait and buy it."

Walking out of the bathroom, she saw her black lace, black stockings, black stilettos, and her upper body was white and round, walking in front of her. She was a very moving picture of a beauty, but the white bulging on the edge of the lace made her become slutty and obscene again.

After she went to bed, I picked up the scattered clothes on the ground and put them on. She asked me resentfully, "Are you leaving?"

"Yes, I'm leaving!" I said lightly.

"You... are so affectionate...you go!" Her tears flowed out, her face pale.

"Haha, fool, I'm going to buy you sanitary napkins. It's so indifferent. What brand do you want?" I rubbed her short hair lovingly.

"You are the fool!" She burst into tears and smiled. "Don't worry, come and hug me!"

I hugged her, "I don't want the waiter to think that a murder happened here when cleaning, or that I ruined a young girl and would come back soon, baby! There is a drink at the head of the bed, drink some to replenish the water that you lost above and below."

More than ten minutes later, I returned to the room with two packs of sanitary napkins and a pack of brown sugar and a few eggs. She was lying on the end of the bed with her hands, looking forward to my return, looking forward to the cute look of a little girl. I threw the sanitary napkins to her, "Change this by yourself! I will make you a glass of water."

She stood up without hesitation and changed the sanitary napkin in front of me. She had no sense of shame in front of me. I took a cup, cracked two eggs, added brown sugar, stirred and rinsed them in boiling water, and placed them at the head of the bed. "Wait until it's colder and drink it."

She stared at me in a daze, and the waves flowed in her eyes. She climbed up to my shoulders, "You are so nice to me. No one has bought me sanitary napkins except my mother, and has rinsed brown sugar eggs..."

"Then you just treat me as your mother..." I hugged her and sat down.

"You...ah...I'm serious about you!"

"Okay, okay, don't be moved. I like to spoil you, so that I can find the feeling of a man. Besides, you have made great sacrifices for me, so let's not be so Qiong Yao."

"Qiong Yao? There is no such scene in her novel."

"But I was moved by compassion! It was very bloody. I didn't say your blood, don't hit me..."

I laughed and coaxed her to drink the brown sugar egg, and took off her clothes and hugged her at her request, but I immediately found that it was her torture. A hot and charming body in your arms could not move her. It was really a torment.

I carefully submitted the application "Chengcheng, can I put on my clothes?"

"What's wrong? Don't want to hold me?" The woman was a little rude.

"No, I haven't practiced Liu Xiahui's skills yet, so I can't stand it. Look..." I pulled her hand and stroked me as hard as steel.

"Haha, it's so hot, I'm sorry, I forgot. Did you do that if I had an orgasm just now? Why don't you come back again! You're not afraid of getting into trouble!" Her eyes were as charming as silk, and her body was wrapped around.

"Nonsense! That would be bad for your health and it would be infected." I patted her butt lightly.

"Or, I'll use my mouth..."

"Can you do it? I'm afraid that your teeth were stained with blood just now, so don't make it bleeding."

"Go to die, I didn't know that at that time, but now I've learned it! You don't want to... from behind, right?"

"No, I don't like that tone."

"Then please, please, let me serve you well..." She buried her head in my crotch and worked hard.

Playing with a woman's big breasts, I lamented that fate made me meet treasures and successfully educated and developed.

Her ventral skills were still not as good as her body. For more than ten minutes, I had no intention of bursting. She was already suffering and pouted and shouted to death, saying that my little brother was wood. I suddenly remembered something I had always wanted to do but hadn't done - footjob. I asked her to sit aside and rub my little brother with her feet in stockings. She was shocked, "This is OK, you can do it too much!"

"I haven't done it either, I just heard of it, let's try it."

Her feet were very soft and moist. Although the unfamiliar movements were sometimes heavy and sometimes light, they were very exciting to me and I quickly felt it. I moaned, "Friend... Oh... Continue... I'm almost..."

But she let go of her feet, lowered her head and said, "I want to taste your taste..."

I watched her swallowing and spitting, my drooping breasts swung back and forth, got up and pressed her down, lay flat on the bed, letting her squeeze out a cleavage with both hands, bury her little brother in it, and thrust back and forth, "Don't waste this resource."

"I'll give it to you, and you can use everything I can." She said emotionally, looking down at me walking through her cleavage, and always stretching out her small tongue to lick the glans and urethra...

I finally couldn't stand the stimulation and burst out. White semen gushed out, and her hair, cheeks, nose, mouth, neck, and breasts were all affected. She stretched out her tongue and licked the semen on her mouth softly. "It's a bit salty..." I couldn't help it, and I stuffed my little brother into her mouth...

After the cleaning, we ate something, hugged each other and talked at night, tangled and slept together, and got up in the morning.

In the days that followed, we occasionally got together, sometimes we were in a hurry, sometimes we were lingering all night, sometimes just a hug or a passionate kiss, but we were concerned about each other but did not possess it. She told me that her and her husband's lives had also improved a lot. I told her that my wife and I were also more harmonious, and we were all moving towards harmony.