Young Abin (Fifty-one) (Urban Life Adult Novel)

The typhoon made the Taiwan Strait look like boiling water. For two days, Wen Qiang and his classmates could only hide in the hotel to chat, gossip, and play games. When Miss Zhong and Jiarong had nothing to do, they would pester Xiao Yang and take turns performing erotic plays with him.

During the period when they could not go out, Yuhui, Shuhua and Feizhu chose to sit on the sofa in the hall, make a pot of tea or a cup of coffee, and appreciate the leisurely and poetic sound of wind and rain hitting the long windows. Although the weather caused trouble for everyone, the summer vacation was very long anyway, and students have endless youth, so they regarded it as a special life experience.

Xiao Yang's two guests and their colleagues in the entire group were not as simple and easy to deal with as Yuhui and her friends.

They claimed that because forty or fifty of them were trapped on the island and could not return to Taiwan, the company's operations were affected. They said that it was extremely urgent and asked Xiao Yang and Jia Rong to find a way to take responsibility. Otherwise, they would deduct the balance of the group fee after they returned and demand damages, etc. After that, the two of them recruited some soldiers, locked themselves in the room, and played mahjong all night, having a great time.

Jiarong was helpless with their shameless attitude of wanting both people and money, so she asked Xiao Yang to call Taipei and ask the travel agency staff to find a way to inform the two bosses who were leading the team outside, saying that the guests were delayed by the storm and wanted to cause trouble for the travel agency, and asked what should be done.

That morning, the wind began to die down and heavy rain poured down. It seemed that Aunt Feng was gradually moving away. After lunch, several classmates looked for Wen Qiang everywhere to ask him how to continue the journey, but there was no trace of him at all. It turned out that he was missing something, so he took Miss Zhong to her room and made love with her again.

Miss Zhong was originally a sophisticated and coquettish girl. In the past few days, she has been indulged in love affairs between men and women. Deep in her prime, her rich temperament has been fully aroused. In a blink of an eye, she has become promiscuous and bold, and extremely charming.

She seemed to be never satisfied and kept asking Wen Qiang for more, to fill the sexual emptiness created by being exploited by so many people. No matter what, Wen Qiang was just an ordinary teenager after all. Although he was full of vigor and vitality, he was not a fighter who could endure long battles. He could not withstand the coaxing and threats of women, and he would often lose his semen after just a few rounds of fighting.

Miss Zhong was not willing to give up. She tried every way to lick, suck and tease him, just to encourage him to stand up again. Wen Qiang was afraid of losing face, so he had to do his best even if he had to hold on. But Miss Zhong was too wild and made him ejaculate again and again. He tried hard three times, but in the end he still had to raise the white flag and call it a day. Fearing that Miss Zhong would ask for it again, he did not dare to stay long. He dragged his tired body and fled back to his room in a panic.

Less than ten minutes after Wen Qiang left, someone knocked on Miss Zhong's door. She lazily tidied her clothes, opened the door, and was shocked to find that it was her husband and uncle standing outside. It turned out that they had caught the first flight after the airport opened. Miss Zhong stepped aside to let them into the room. Following behind them were Xiao Yang and Jiarong.

Miss Zhong secretly cried out: "That was a close call!"

Miss Zhong's husband and uncle looked solemn, naturally because Jiarong and her group's schedule was delayed.

Miss Zhong's uncle had a bad temper. As soon as everyone sat down, he started to scold them loudly, blaming them for not taking the whole group back to Taiwan early on the morning when the typhoon had already taken off. Jiarong's face turned pale and blue. She couldn't tell that it was because she was busy having sex with Xiao Yang and the two guests all night, so she had no idea that there was a typhoon outside. Xiao Yang stole someone else's wife, and he felt guilty, so he remained silent and didn't dare to say a word in defense.

Miss Zhong tried to smooth things over, but just as she opened her mouth, her uncle turned around and scolded her, saying that she did not supervise Xiao Yang and Jia Rong well enough and had no ability to respond.

Miss Zhong was furious. She couldn't just swallow her anger like Jiarong did. She immediately put on the airs of an elder sister-in-law and retorted, saying angrily that when faced with harsh criticism from customers, it was all thanks to them that they tried their best to deal with them. Now that the two brothers arrived, they could only send people to complain. Anyone could be such a crappy boss.

In a moment, a fierce quarrel broke out in the room. Miss Zhong and her uncle were cursing at each other, and Jiarong became the one who tried to mediate. Ms. Zhong's husband is the head of the company. His official business has become a family matter, and he is unable to mediate. It is obvious that he has a very cowardly personality. But Miss Zhong was not a pushover. She pointed at her uncle's nose and scolded him sharply, saying that he was "not a man."

Her uncle was so angry about this that he almost started to hit someone. Jiarong was so anxious that she burst into tears and sobbed on the side. The two of them continued to talk back and forth, and the situation was tense. Miss Zhong's husband occasionally spoke out to comfort her, but his brother refused to listen and kept yelling at his sister-in-law with a ferocious look and angry eyes.

At the end of the argument, after using all the curse words they could, the two were still angry with each other, and the atmosphere was very tense. Miss Zhong's husband took advantage of the rare opportunity when his wife and brother were silent and interrupted to whisper that continuing to argue would not solve the problem, and that sending the group members back to Taiwan should be the top priority. He looked at his wife and brother and saw that they had no objection, so he suggested that a special table of delicious food be arranged at dinner to entertain the representatives of the two groups, and that everyone should discuss how to deal with the aftermath.

He is the general manager, and once the general manager gives the order, it counts. Xiao Yang immediately volunteered to go and inform the restaurant and took the opportunity to escape from the place of trouble.

He also reminded us that after dinner, they should come back to this room together to decide on the policy and assign tasks according to the results of the discussion.

At dinner time, two groups of people came to the restaurant to have dinner. After a few days, although we were not very familiar with each other, we got along warmly when we were out and about.

Xiao Yang arranged a private room. His own group invited Mr. Wang and two other company welfare committee members. Miss Zhong invited Wen Qiang, who brought Cindy along. Ten people sat at the table. Miss Zhong's husband and the travel agency staff first apologized to everyone for the delay and toasted everyone.

Then he told them the plan for the aftermath. He suggested that Jiarong's group arrange an early flight back to Taiwan tomorrow to send the group members back to Hsinchu to work as quickly as possible. As for Miss Zhong's group, it depends on Wen Qiang and his friends' wishes. Whether they want to go back or continue with the original unfinished schedule, the travel agency is willing to cooperate with the arrangements.

The guy surnamed Wang originally made harsh words to Xiao Yang and Jiarong, just thinking about whether he could get some benefits and find a chance to have sex with Jiarong one or two more times. In fact, the company's losses and not being able to go home during the typhoon were natural disasters. Their company was a well-known motorcycle manufacturer in Taiwan, so how could they allow him to act unreasonably. He never expected that this would backfire and bring both bosses to the front line. Now Jiarong and Miss Zhong both have men, so of course there would be no point. He smiled and accepted the suggestion of returning.

Wen Qiang and his friends had an easier problem. They were not in a hurry to go home, and it would be best if they could continue their trip. They had come to Penghu with great difficulty, and they definitely wanted to have enough fun before leaving.

Miss Zhong's husband was overjoyed to find that they had solved two troublesome problems at the same time before they had even finished the cold dishes. He immediately asked everyone to toast, and he was in such a good mood that he couldn't help but drink one glass after another.

Jiarong's husband was also drinking one glass after another, but he was just drinking to soothe himself. He had been angry after the quarrel with Miss Zhong, and the two of them happened to sit next to each other at the banquet. The uncle and sister-in-law treated each other coldly and did not talk to each other.

Miss Zhong changed into a white, long-sleeved, soft, thin shirt tonight. The fabric stuck sticky to her plump breasts, and the curved indentation on the mounds clearly revealed the half cup of underwear underneath. Although she also put on a small white knitted jacket, she did not button it up. The open collar could not cover her proud bust, and it hung loosely at the armpits, making her breasts look more prominent and attractive. Wen Qiang, Xiao Yang, and the man surnamed Wang all looked at her breasts involuntarily. Jiarong's husband, who was sitting next to her, of course noticed it, but he just laughed coldly and continued to drink wine.

Miss Zhong's long skirt is very unique. It fits the curves perfectly from the waist to the hips, and is slit behind the buttocks. A row of tight buttons fastens from the center of the waist and back to the mid-thigh. The following is wide open, revealing her snow-white calves, which are slender and tender, and arouse endless thoughts. When she stood up to pick up some food, Jiarong's husband saw the outline of her panties on her round buttocks, and he couldn't help but gulp down the drink.

After three rounds of wine and five kinds of dishes, except for the two people who were quarreling, everyone was happy and laughing. When everyone was drunk, Wang invited people to fight everywhere, which was exactly what Miss Zhong's husband wanted. So there were loud shouts of fighting, fists flying everywhere, and it was extremely noisy.

Jiarong's husband felt depressed for a long time and wanted to go to the toilet. He pushed the chair and stood up, then walked out of the room. The toilet of the restaurant was built in the back garden outside the house. He opened the back door and walked to the toilet. Looking at the big word "out of order" posted on the door, he cursed under his breath, turned around and walked around to a row of low bushes at the end of the back garden.

After taking a long pee, Jiarong's husband took out a pack of yellow Changshou cigarettes from his pocket, took a lighted cigarette, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the smoke from the center of his lips. Only then did he feel much more relieved.

He and Jiarong have been clashing over trivial matters lately, causing a lot of disagreements between the couple, which has made their sex life difficult to maintain. I don't know if it's because he was too promiscuous when he was young, but his performance is getting uglier and uglier now. All the problems of men have come out: erection is hanging but not erect, erection is not firm, firmness does not last long, etc. Therefore, when Miss Zhong scolded him for being "not a man", it just touched his sore spot. Naturally, he became angry and furious.

The clouds in the night sky are quickly moved by the air currents, and the stars and the moon appear and disappear from time to time.

He exhaled another puff of smoke.

The upper half of the bush was covered with dense leaf crowns, while the stems and roots below were bare and sparse, leaving a gap of more than 20 centimeters. He had just smoked half of his cigarette when a gust of wind suddenly blew up from the ground, and the bushes rustled. At this time, the back door at the other end of the restaurant was opened, and a lady in white walked out gracefully. Her curves were pressed into shape by the strong wind. It was Miss Zhong.

She was stunned when she walked to the toilet, of course, because she saw the "out of order" note. She frowned and turned around to look around. It turned out that she had drunk too much beer and was extremely anxious and had to solve the problem immediately. She hesitated for a moment and decided to walk towards the garden light. She kept looking around to make sure there was no one around. Although there was a shadow behind the toilet, she was timid and afraid of the dark, so she felt safer here with the garden light.

Miss Zhong walked towards the bushes step by step. Jiarong's husband was standing outside on the embankment. Miss Zhong couldn't see him. He took a deep puff of his cigarette and through the gap under the bushes, he saw his sister-in-law's pair of jade-like legs standing in front of him, her white skirt fluttering in the wind.

She was standing just a few feet away, her ankles and feet were soft and clean, tied in comfortable white low-heeled sandals. Jiarong's husband blinked, not knowing what to do. Miss Zhong's calves were suddenly exposed. It turned out that she was pulling up her skirt inch by inch. Jiarong's husband began to have wild thoughts. A flash of pink curtain showed Miss Zhong squatting with her legs crossed. Her skirt was spread open, revealing her two white thighs. The light was dim at the deepest intersection, but one could still make out a piece of plain silk cloth covering a small hillock. The cloth was interwoven with transparent lace, but one could not see it too closely.

He held his breath, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, his blood was rushing, and the most bizarre thing was that the second brother, who had been dejected for a long time, was actually beating his head and trying to stand up.

He was wondering why his sister-in-law was still wearing underwear as she squatted by the bushes with her knees together and legs apart, probably about to urinate? Miss Zhong's right hand has already stretched between her legs. She hooked her fingers on the edge of the panties and pulled them to the side, revealing her cute and charming pussy.

It turned out that she was afraid that if she took off her pants, if someone rashly came in, she would not have time to cover herself. Now it is much easier to deal with. She just needs to stand up and walk away as if nothing happened.

Jiarong's husband looked at his sister-in-law's vague private parts, his cock growing stronger and harder rapidly. Then he heard a dripping sound, and a white rainbow-like line of water splashed from his sister-in-law's crotch. The whole scene was really breathtaking. His eyes were like copper bells, and his throat was gurgling. He could no longer bear the breath that had been held for so long, and he let out a long breath. Of course, the cigarette followed suit and rolled to his sister-in-law's feet, mixing with her urine.

Miss Zhong squinted her beautiful eyes, smiling, enjoying the pleasure of liberation, but she smelled the cigarette first, and then found the smoke curling up. She was shocked and stopped urinating in shock. She let out a low cry and stood up hastily. Jiarong's husband also took two steps back in panic and looked up. The two of them, one taller than the other, met each other's eyes and were stunned at the same time.

Miss Zhong looked at her uncle standing under the bushes, knowing that he must have seen everything she did when she urinated just now. His face looked like a child who had been caught doing something bad, full of embarrassment and unspeakable weirdness, and suddenly she felt a naughty spring of love in her heart.

She stared at him deliberately, remaining silent, then half-lifted her skirt, slowly and carefully stepped over the bushes, then leaped up and fell towards him.

He had no choice but to throw away the half-smoked cigarette butt between his fingers and opened his arms to catch her, but he held her a little too high. Miss Zhong's feet could not touch the ground. She took advantage of the situation to hold his head, put her nose close to his nose, and stared at him. He hugged Miss Zhong's buttocks and waist with both hands, and felt that she was plump and elastic. Her full breasts pressed against his chest. Compared with his wife Jiarong, although Jiarong also had a good figure, Miss Zhong was soft and fragrant, which was very different.

Miss Zhong had a disdainful smile on her face, her bright eyes narrowed into charming crescents, her cheeks were sweet and delicate. He suddenly found that his sister-in-law was so beautiful that he stared at her in a daze. Miss Zhong's thighs pressed against his hard and hot root, and she deliberately rubbed it gently. He swallowed hard. Miss Zhong felt proud when she saw his dazed look. She lowered her face and kissed him on the mouth.

This caused a climax that was out of control. The two of them sucked each other's lips madly, sometimes tightly, sometimes with their tongues stretched out to entwine.

Miss Zhong slowly slid down and stood on the ground, letting the hard object in his crotch rub against her warm little fortress, squeezing her and making her feel sore and numb. He kept one hand on her round buttocks, rubbing them, and the other hand moved from her waist to her back, pressing her tightly into his arms. She pretended to struggle slightly so that she could press her soft breasts against him.

They kissed until they were out of breath, then let go of each other, foreheads pressed together, and panting as they looked into each other's eyes, revealing anxiety and excitement.

Miss Zhong turned around with her head down and twisted her body. Jiarong's husband hugged her from behind, with his erect penis pressed against the crack of her buttocks, growing harder and bigger. His two palms completely ignored the rules and moved around like a mouse. He pushed away her little hands that were unable to resist and touched her plump and tender breasts.

Miss Zhong let out a "humph..." and instead of flinching, she proudly raised her chest, allowing him to do whatever he wanted and explore him to his heart's content. He rubbed his sister-in-law's two soft flesh through her thin shirt. Miss Zhong gritted her teeth secretly, smiled on her pretty face, and closed her eyes to enjoy it. The desire that had not yet been satisfied by Wen Qiang began to rise again. She turned her head back, her cherry lips half open, and Jiarong's husband tactfully kissed her little mouth again. This time, the two kissed wetly and deeply, like dry wood and fire, inseparable.

Jiarong's husband pulled out the hem of her skirt, and quickly reached out his hand to penetrate into his sister-in-law's thin shirt, flicking his fingers around, making Miss Zhong feel comfortable and amused. He grasped Miss Zhong's beautiful breasts and found that she was wearing a strapless bra. He pulled her bra cup down, and Miss Zhong's breasts stood out. He quickly held them up, opened his palms wide, grabbed the breasts tightly, and immediately retracted and released them, playing with them non-stop.

Miss Zhong's big white bun was thin, soft, and strong. He could hardly believe the fact in front of him. He held her small tongue in his mouth, feeling extremely nervous and uneasy. His wrists were shaking, and his palms were rolling over her cock head. Miss Zhong let out a long "hmm" of joy. The tone was sticky and sweet, and accompanied by incomparable lewdness.

His touch made her nipples stand up like hard grains, extremely sensitive. She turned her face back, tilted her head back and leaned it on his shoulder, smiling sweetly, revealing two rows of pearly teeth. She lowered her small hand to the crotch of his trousers behind her, grasped his hard body, rubbed it up and down, and felt the heat coming from it.

His left hand was not to be outdone and moved down to press on her lower abdomen, then slowly moved around to her back and touched her plump buttocks.

The two of them worked at the same time. She pulled down his zipper, reached into his pants to look for the treasure, pulled out his hot flesh rope from the crotch of his underwear, and slowly stroked it. He also began to unbutton her skirt one by one, allowing her plump buttocks to slowly come into contact with the fresh and cool air. In the end, her long skirt was just hanging around her waist, and her buttocks wrapped in white panties swayed gently. She deliberately used the crack of her buttocks to squeeze and rub his hard object that was standing upright.

She and he were drunk and full of spring. The two of them were pressed against each other, and his cock was rubbed hard and sore by her. He was frightened and didn't care about anything else. He hid his palm in her panties and turned them outward to push them up. The panties were forced to slide down her buttocks. He pressed her shoulders with his other hand and pushed her upper body to bend down. Miss Zhong exclaimed "Oh" softly, and held her knees with both hands. Her round buttocks naturally raised backwards, allowing him to see her crooked panties. He suddenly tore the panties off roughly, and the right waistband broke with a sound. The panties hung on her left thigh in tatters. Her clean and plump buttocks appeared naked in front of his erect and swinging cock.

He burped, and his cock, which was held in Miss Zhong's hand, also jumped at the same time. The glans rubbed against the crack of her ass. Miss Zhong sighed again, "Ah...ah..." She stroked the cock and pushed it down at the same time, and the glans touched the small anus. She shrank sensitively and continued to hold it and move it. Soon she came into contact with a small piece of wet, hot and mysterious cracked soft flesh. They both said "Oh..." with satisfaction at the same time.

Jiarong's husband unbuckled his belt, and his loose trousers fell to his heels. As the crotch of his underwear was already pulled open, exposing his penis, he simply did not take it off. He grabbed Miss Zhong's waist with both hands, thrust his cock, and let the round and shiny glans begin to drill inside.

Although Miss Zhong had already secreted some, it was still a little raw, so his invasion was not so smooth. They both felt each other's penetration and tolerance deeply at the same time. The contact and friction between the glans and the folds of flesh produced an indescribable pleasure. He slowly and deeply inserted it, and Miss Zhong let out a long "ah...", and it lasted until he was completely swallowed by her and reached the deepest part of the hole, and then she breathed in and out in a daze.

"Oh...Shuxia..." Jiarong's husband thrust a few times violently and called Miss Zhong's name softly.

Miss Zhong got goose bumps all over her body and hummed "Oh...oh..." and "Hmm...hmm..." with satisfaction. She seemed to be enjoying it very much.

Jiarong's husband lowered his head and watched with curiosity as he fucked his sister-in-law. He was so happy that he almost wanted to cry that his cock, which had not been able to rise for a long time, could actually become so thick and long and penetrate her delicate hole.

Miss Zhong has a big butt, rosy labia, sparse hair, and a slightly dry feeling when she thrusts, and it's extremely tight. Suddenly, there was a "puff" sound, and a circle of waves of water spurted out from the gap between the two people. Miss Zhong screamed "Ouch...", and the sharpness instantly turned into smoothness, allowing him to thrust faster and harder, reaching the bottom with every stroke, piercing her clitoris.

Both of them forgot that they had spouses in the restaurant and just wanted to enjoy the physical pleasure. He pulled up her upper body, causing her waist to arch backward and her chest to be lifted up. His hand slid up along her abdomen, lifting up her thin shirt and lifting it up to hang under her neck, revealing a pair of tender breasts that were white and rosy. He unbuttoned the front clasp of her bra that was pulled askew and threw it on the ground. He held her two big pieces of flesh in his palms, kneading them and pinching the two red cherries.

Miss Zhong hummed and moaned, tilted her face back, squinted her eyes, and made a small circle with her lips to breathe out. He helped her hold and support her body, and she put her hands back and gently hugged his buttocks. The uncle and sister-in-law snuggled together, standing in the wild, twisting their bodies in a clinging manner.

Miss Zhong's small and tight vagina has the effect of charming men. His cock is sucked by her vaginal flesh so wonderfully that the whole cock seems to be about to explode, and the glans becomes continuously engorged with blood, becoming bigger and stronger. Such a hard cock inserted in the vagina made Miss Zhong feel so aroused and happy that she moaned intermittently in high and low pitches.

Strangely enough, when Miss Zhong was making love with Wen Qiang, she was full of obscene words, but now when she was having physical contact with Jiarong's husband, she became quite strong and just kept making interlaced throat and nasal sounds, refusing to say a single soft word. Despite this, waves of physical pleasure still surged up, spreading from the lower body to the whole body, and then returning to the small area where the two of them were in contact. His rapid thrusts gave her a wonderful feeling every time. Sometimes she smiled foolishly, sometimes frowned, her expression changing in a thousand ways. Her face flushed, her breathing was urgent and short, and she fell deeper and deeper, unable to extricate herself.

His reaction was more direct than Miss Zhong's. He could not resist his wild animal nature and thrust hard, directing all his desire that he could not vent when facing his wife towards Miss Zhong's beautiful and mature body. While he was fucking her with his cock, he was moving his mouth hastily and randomly. Fortunately, the north wind was strong and covered up his roar.

But Miss Zhong's face was right next to his mouth, and she could hear all his shouts, which made her blood boil and her passion surge. She hurriedly shook her hips to meet him. The two of them were like dancing a passionate dance, and they did it so well that the juice dripped down their thighs, leaving streaks of water.

Miss Zhong's nipples were pinched hard and swollen by him, and her pussy was attacked intensively and quickly by the hard cock. Her labia majora and minora were constantly stuffed in and out, and the hot waves of water spurted out again and again. Her pussy flesh began to stiffen and spasm, getting tighter and tighter. She couldn't help but pout her lips, and her moans became shorter, higher-pitched, and more charming.

The most fatal stage finally came. The strong meat pillar hit the deep of her hole like raindrops, making her eyes seductive and gasping. Her waist suddenly trembled and her bright red mouth let out a long "ah..." Her whole body seemed to explode. Her pink buttocks swayed hastily to cater to the movement. After a few shivers, she let out two or three deep "ohs" and her juices splashed out, giving her real satisfaction.

Jiarong's husband was also at a critical moment. He would ejaculate if he did it a few more times, but Miss Zhong felt sore all over and began to be unable to stand. Her knees bent to one side weakly and her body slid down. Although he tried hard to hold her, she couldn't hold on and fell to the ground dejectedly, which of course separated her from him.

She looked up at him and smiled, only to see his still stiff and hard cock standing in the wind. She felt a little sorry and struggled to kneel down, holding onto his waist, shaking her messy long hair, lowered her head and opened her lips, ignoring the dirty body fluids that had mixed between the two of them, and took the glans into her mouth.

Jiarong's husband was a little dissatisfied at first, but when he saw his sister-in-law trying to make amends, his grudge or hatred towards her had disappeared without a trace. He held her face and caressed it lovingly.

Miss Zhong knew that he was at the end of his strength and would be finished if he exerted any more strength. She sucked the glans deeply and shallowly, and grabbed the meat pole with both hands, moving it up and down quickly. Jiarong's husband couldn't help but moan "Mmm...Mmm...", and his cock became even more sore and swollen.

At this moment, the back door of the restaurant opened again. Jiarong's husband looked through the bushes and saw a fat man and two girls walking out of the door. The three of them walked to the toilet, looked at each other, and were stunned by the two words on the door. One of the girls pulled the fat man's hand and shook it, as if asking him to think of a solution. The fat man discussed with them for a few words. They sometimes shook their heads and sometimes nodded. Then they all turned to face the garden lights, their expressions full of doubt and their movements hesitant and uncertain.

The fat man waved his hand to urge them, and they walked out hand in hand. Jiarong's husband saw their faces clearly, and was surprised to find that they were two pretty girls, youthful, pretty, and charming. They walked slowly along the path that Miss Zhong had just taken, looking back at the fat man from time to time. The fat man was obviously in charge of keeping watch. The two girls stood step by step at the edge of the bushes. They were both wearing exactly the same shorts and cloth shoes and socks, full of youthful vitality. At such a short distance, Jiarong's husband could only see their two pairs of slender and round legs. When he thought about what was about to happen, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

As expected, the two girls shook their legs and squatted down in panic. Their hot pants and underwear had been pulled down to their knees. Their equally white and plump thighs intertwined the lush delta. This... This was the girls' innocent private parts. The girl on the left urinated first, and only the slight sound of water pouring could be heard amid the noisy wild wind. The girl on the right squatted at a more clever angle, with her mons pubis fully exposed, every detail revealed, and it was extremely beautiful. Jiarong's husband watched her labia slightly open, her little bean swelled and protruded, and then urine gushed out from the slit of her bean. For a man, this was truly a breathtaking scene. He held his breath, his cock throbbing again and again, filling up Miss Zhong's mouth.

Miss Zhong was licking and stroking his cock while his eyes were still staring at the beautiful pussies of the two girls. The double enjoyment, coupled with the beautiful fantasy, made him feel a surge of pleasure. His waist felt sore and his urethra opened wide, and large streams of semen shot into the depths of Miss Zhong's throat without any purpose.

Fortunately, Miss Zhong accepted it all and swallowed it mouthful by mouthful, even sucking hard on purpose, as if she wanted to drain him dry.

The two girls who were peeing also finished. They shared a pack of tissues and wiped their crotches with them. Then they stood up together, pulled up their underwear and shorts, patted their butts, and skipped back hand in hand. When they came to the fat man, they each held one side of him, and they didn't know what they were talking about, but they went into the restaurant laughing and making noises.

Miss Zhong considerately sucked his cock clean. The cock completed its task and gradually shrank and softened. However, after licking the cock, Miss Zhong sucked his balls, which made his penis move restlessly again. Miss Zhong quickly stood up, hugged him and giggled, and stopped teasing him.

The two of them put their messy clothes back on. Miss Zhong's underwear was stained on the ground, and her panties were torn off by him. She could only put on her outer coat and skirt. She was completely naked inside. Under her thin shirt, two protruding little buds were vaguely visible on her chest. She pulled on her small knitted jacket to barely cover them, but as soon as she moved, her beauty was exposed again.

The two of them hugged and cuddled for a long time before they walked around the embankment and found a gap to climb up, returning to the backyard of the restaurant. When they walked into the restaurant from the back door, they found the cups and plates in a mess, the place was empty and only the waiters were lazily cleaning up the leftovers.

They shrugged at each other, walked through the cafeteria, went out of the main entrance of the restaurant, crossed the street, and walked into the hotel lobby. As expected, they saw several members of the two groups chatting and drinking drinks in the lobby. Jiarong's husband noticed that the two girls and the fat man were also there, and he looked at them twice more. The fat man smiled at Miss Zhong, his eyes lingering on her soft breasts, which swayed up and down and left and right when she walked, with two small bulges appearing on her chest.

They went up the stairs and tried to open Miss Zhong's door, but it was locked. They knocked for a long time but no one answered. Jiarong's husband ran downstairs to get another key from the counter, came back and opened the door, but it was empty. They were too lazy to care where the others had gone. Maybe they had gone to another place with the Wang guys to drink again. Miss Zhong closed the door, turned around and kissed Jiarong's husband again.

It was true that Xiao Yang and a group of people named Wang had found a small karaoke bar and were drinking and singing, but Miss Zhong's husband was now in a room in another hostel with Jiarong. Jiarong was lying on the bed with a red face from drunkenness, and he was sitting beside the bed, staring at her.

Just now in the restaurant, when everyone was toasting, there was a lot of chaos. They kept moving their seats, sitting next to each other and chatting nonsense. No one noticed that Miss Zhong and Jiarong's husband had disappeared. Later on in the drinking session, Jiarong and Miss Zhong's husband sat together. Although the group representatives at the same table knew that there were two pairs of bosses and their wives, they had no idea who was with whom. They all thought Jiarong and Miss Zhong's husband were a couple, so they pretended to be the bride and groom, forced them to drink, and made a lot of noise.

Jiarong had a good alcohol tolerance, but she could not resist Wang's constant urging her to drink, and she finished every glass of aged Shaoxing wine. Soon she was drunk, with rosy cheeks, making her look even more charming and attractive. The man surnamed Wang had a lecherous look in his eyes. Sometimes, when Miss Zhong's husband was quarreling with others, he would secretly pinch her waist and under her breasts. Jiarong rolled her eyes and glared at him, but she didn't seem angry. Although the man surnamed Wang was lustful, he didn't dare to be too arrogant. When Miss Zhong's husband turned around, he would obediently withdraw his hand and continue drinking as if nothing had happened.

In fact, it was not only Mr. Wang who coveted Jiarong's charming and pretty appearance. Even Miss Zhong's husband had his eyes on this beautiful sister-in-law.

Jiarong was wearing a sleeveless short dress at the moment. She looked very relaxed and at ease. Her bare arms showed off her full chest and obvious cleavage, which was very imaginative. Her breasts are not as full as Miss Zhong's, but she chose the right bra to highlight the effect of concentrated lifting.

A long section of her thigh was exposed under her skirt. Her legs were not as white and tender as Miss Zhong's, but they were firm, slender and elastic, making people want to grab them and play with them.

Her calves were even more slender, her calves were soft yet strong, and she was wearing a pair of light brown high heels that swayed from time to time, vaguely revealing her restless temperament.

After being drunk and full, Mr. Wang clamored for more drinks. Miss Zhong's husband used the excuse that Jiarong was drunk and he had to take care of her and go back to rest first, so he instructed Xiao Yang to take Mr. Wang and others to drink again. Mr. Wang felt a little disappointed to see Jiarong couldn't go, but Xiao Yang recommended that he knew a karaoke bar where the service girls were young, pretty and hot. Mr. Wang became excited again and urged them to go quickly.

Wen Qiang and Cindy were not interested, so they took the opportunity to say goodbye. Then Xiao Yang and others named Wang also left for karaoke. Miss Zhong's husband saw them off to the door of the room. After everyone left, only he and Jiarong were left in the room. Jiarong was drunk and lay on the big round table, muttering to herself. He came to her, shook her shoulders, and told her with barely maintained composure that they were going back. Jiarong didn't hear him, and her eyes narrowed with a dazed smile. Although she turned her head around, she still rested her head on the table with her hands on her hands.

Miss Zhong's husband put his mouth close to her face and told her again that he had to go home. His actions actually went beyond family intimacy, as his mouth was almost touching her ear. Jiarong was ticklish and giggled, which made him feel like ants were crawling around in his heart.

He put his left arm around her, supported her under her armpit with his right hand, and touched her breasts before helping her up. Jiarong's steps were light and unsteady, and he seized the opportunity to touch her all over her body. Jiarong seemed unaware and was not angry at all. He took advantage of her for a long time and made up a bad idea in his mind, so he helped her out of the restaurant.

After they left the restaurant, they did not cross the street back to the hotel. Instead, he took Jiarong and turned a corner to another quiet hotel behind the street. They asked for a room and the lady at the counter handed over the key without asking any questions.

Miss Zhong's husband put his arm around Jiarong's waist, stumbled to find the room number, opened the door and went in. The two of them got entangled and stumbled and fell onto the bed together. The door locked automatically with a "knock", and the room became quiet for a moment, with only the breathing of the two people.

Jiarong was drunk and dazed, lying lazily on the soft quilt, looking very charming. Miss Zhong's husband sat next to her, looking at her carefully from head to toe, and then greedily looking back again.

Jiarong breathed steadily, her chest rising and falling, sometimes high and sometimes low, swaying, testing his weak willpower. Her beautiful legs were spread out, her skirt was pulled up high, but you couldn't see what was under her skirt, which seemed like she was tempting him to commit a crime. He lowered his head to her face, smelling her charming fragrance, and couldn't help but kissing her on the lips. She raised her face and said "hmm...", so he simply sucked on her mouth and started to steal her fragrance and jade.

Jiarong shook her head in confusion, and he quickly retracted his hand to cover up his guilt. Jiarong's palm gently touched his rosy face twice, then he took a step forward, hugged the big pillow at the head of the bed, and turned over to lie prone.

Her hair was tied behind her head and deliberately combed into lazy strands. Her smooth neck made her look young and playful. The zipper on the back of her dress was a little loose when she was supported just now. When she turned over, it slipped down a little more, and the back of her dress opened, revealing her bra straps. Her legs were bent on the right and stretched on the left, crossing and spreading out, so that her skirt was pulled up, revealing a large half circle of her firm buttocks and a small arrow-shaped tip of her light pink panties, creating a scene full of excitement and provocation.

Knowing that Jiarong was still not conscious, he was still greatly encouraged. While groping her buttocks, he lifted her skirt up, exposing most of her buttocks. They were small and raised, with a beautiful curve, and were covered with narrow-edged lace panties. Oh my God, he found that the dick in his pants had been hard for a long time, and at the same time, it felt a bit sore and tight. He was afraid that he would not be able to stop unless he did something bad right away.

He unbuckled his belt and zipper, and took off his trousers and underwear one by one, releasing the big furry caterpillar. He took Jiarong's palm to hold the big caterpillar, and Jiarong, perhaps out of habit, really pinched it. He shook her wrist, which was the same as Jiarong playing with him. The big caterpillar was hard and swollen, and a few drops of prostate fluid were discharged from the urethra, indicating that he was ready to go to the battlefield at any time.

He easily pulled down the zipper on Jiarong's back, then turned her over to lie on her back and started to take off her dress with his hands, so that her entire body was exposed on the bed except for her light pink underwear and light brown high heels. Compared with Miss Zhong, Jiarong is not only younger, but also has a lively and outgoing personality and likes sports. Therefore, her figure is not as plump as Miss Zhong. She has a healthy and slim figure with an even bronze skin tone.

Miss Zhong's husband lifted up her lovely underwear, and her two breasts suddenly popped out. It turned out that although her breasts were not fleshy, they were high and pointed, like young spring bamboo shoots, swaying and full of vitality. The pink nipples were thin and soft. Miss Zhong's husband fiddled with them two or three times, and she immediately sighed "Hmm... Hmm...", and the little peanuts slowly stood up.

Miss Zhong's husband struck while the iron was hot. He leaned over and took her nipple into his mouth, licking it gently with the tip of his tongue. Jiarong raised her chest comfortably, enjoying the unknown pleasure.

He reached out and played with the other breast, focusing on attacking her peak, sometimes using two fingers, sometimes using the entire palm, making Jiarong blush and moan.

He played with her patiently for a long time, and when he felt Jiarong's body getting hot, he suddenly gave up kneading her. His fingers slid down, across her lower abdomen, and stopped at a bulge in the soft fabric of her panties. The fabric was already a little warm and wet, and his fingers moved around erratically, quickly hiding inside the fabric, falling into a gentle and sticky trap.

Jiarong screamed "Oh..." and his mouth let go of her breast and moved up to bite her earlobe, and licked her ear with his tongue. His fingers were not restrained and deliberately picked at the protruding flesh buds in her wetness. Jiarong's cry couldn't help but become more gentle and moving.

He slid his fingers down and touched the source of the moisture. Jiarong's vaginal fluid is not like Miss Zhong's, which is a large pool and flows and spurts out. Hers is sticky and small in quantity, and it covers her vagina. His middle finger traced the entrance, then slid through the hall and slid smoothly into the moist slit, moving back and forth.

Jiarong kept moaning “ah…ah…” in a sweet and tender voice. He moved his mouth over and kissed her from the cheek to the mouth. Unexpectedly, Jiarong suddenly opened her eyes and stared at him. He held her lips and looked back at her. His fingers did not stop and continued to move in and out. After a while, Jiarong slowly raised her eyes, half open and half closed, full of charm. At the same time, she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. He then pulled down her panties, and she lifted her hips to make it easier for him to remove the key barrier.

It was superfluous for the two of them to say anything at this point. Their tongues were passionately intertwined, sucking and licking, reluctant to let go, and they kissed until they were almost out of breath before they separated with heavy gasps.

Miss Zhong's husband nibbled her shoulders again, then ate her firm and elastic breasts, kissed her belly button, knelt between her legs, and was about to move down, when Jiarong quickly said, "No..."

She said no, with a silly smile on her face, her hands were guarding the fortress, but her fingers were spread out, and she didn't look like she was seriously resisting at all. Miss Zhong's husband didn't want to pay attention to the obstruction of her fingers. His lips and tongue easily tickled and licked the petals through the gaps between her fingers. Jiarong raised her face and screamed even more movingly. The fingers that served as a fence were automatically removed. Instead, she held his head, her lower abdomen trembling, her pink buttocks swaying, and she was immersed in happiness.

His tongue scraped and drilled flexibly, Jiarong's body trembled, the small fleshy buds protruded like beans and kept jumping. He even circled around it deliberately. Jiarong struggled in panic, choking and shouting.

His mouth was fishy, ​​and his mouth and nose were itchy and comfortable when rubbed by Jiarong's bush. He was extremely interested in her particularly luxuriant hair, and his mouth buried deeper and deeper, squeezing her pussy tightly.

"Well... come up..." Jiarong said.

"What?" He couldn't hear clearly.

"Come up..." Jiarong said with her arms open and pouting.

Miss Zhong's husband couldn't refuse her invitation, so he crawled over his hands and leaned over to face her. She hugged him around the waist, raised her legs high, and regardless of the high heels on her feet, she was ready to welcome the guest. His big dick was just blocking the Yumen Pass, and the glans was soaked by the vaginal fluid, so it sank halfway in without even trying hard. He pressed his butt again and found that Jiarong's inside was layered and had more folds than most people's. The glans felt a fatal pleasure, and he quickly held his breath and paused, adjusting his pace. Otherwise, it would not matter if he ejaculated early, but it would be embarrassing and ridiculous.

"Ah... so tight... oh..." Jiarong praised.

He waited until he could control the situation again before slowly moving forward again. This time his cock was much more powerful, reaching deep into the center of the flower firmly, then withdrawing steadily and inserting heavily. After several rounds, Jiarong's face was flushed, and she was obviously quite satisfied. He admired her expression and began to speed up, thrusting his waist and buttocks quickly and fiercely, driving the cock in and out, making Jiarong let out a long series of meaningless cries of pleasure, her feet swinging in the air.

Jiarong felt a kind of emptiness in the midst of fullness. She raised her lips and kissed his mouth. The two of them fought up and down, completely merging into one.

Jiarong's tender pussy was stretched a little by the cock, and Miss Zhong's husband was feeling proud, but she contracted again in fear, and even tighter than before, adding more friction between them. He couldn't help but worry secretly, not sure if he could hold on any longer. Although he wanted to stop and rest again, the physical pleasure would not allow him to do so. Jiarong's pussy had an invisible magic that was pulling him towards the dangerous cliff where he would be shattered to pieces.

Fortunately, Jiarong was also on the verge of collapse. Jiarong forced him, and of course she would also force herself. The man's thing was thrusting vigorously in her vagina, and waves of beauty continued. Her clitoris kept shrinking and jumping, and the opening of her vagina was tightened like a rubber band. Her fingertips and toes were shaking violently. Finally, she let out a long scream, hooked her legs around his buttocks, making him unable to move deep inside, and her own juices gushed out, and she lost herself in pleasure.

Miss Zhong's husband unexpectedly got a chance to catch his breath. He pressed on Jiarong and enjoyed her fragrant body. Jiarong moaned softly, with a smile on her lips and messy hair, making people want to love her more.

He propped himself up and left Jiarong's pussy. Jiarong hummed twice, showing an unwilling expression. He turned her over like frying a fish, took off her underwear, lifted her buttocks up, and made her lie down with her round buttocks raised. Jiarong's small butt was round and perky, without a trace of fat. He spread her buttocks, squatted down, and with his cock hanging in the air, he invaded Jiarong's beautiful vagina. Jiarong cried out "Ouch, ouch", her posture like a lazy kitten stretching. She just lay back and enjoyed it, immersed in the pleasure of carnal desire, as he thrust in and out.

However, it was extremely hard for Miss Zhong's husband. He held Jiarong's hips with both hands, shook his butt desperately, inserted his dick rapidly, and his scrotum swayed funny, making Jiarong's pussy gurgling with sounds. Drops of juice splashed on the bed sheets intermittently. Although it was not as surging as Miss Zhong's, it was endless and long-lasting.

Since Jiarong had already been happy once, he went ahead and did it with peace of mind. Even if he ejaculated halfway, he would at least have achieved something and would not have let the beautiful woman down.

He was just thinking about this in his mind, but he didn't expect Jiarong to cough loudly, and her vaginal opening shrank, sucking the glans, repeating the scene before the climax just now. He secretly said "what a slut", exerted more strength on his waist, and hit the opening of the uterus heavily. Jiarong screamed even more heart-stirringly, "Ah...ah...yi...yi...", the scale was short, sudden and passionate, expressing her satisfaction and excitement without any affectation.

Miss Zhong's husband looked at Jiarong's beautiful figure and listened to her unbridled cries. His big cock was so excited that it couldn't be any more. What's more, she seemed to have started to orgasm again. Her waist swayed gracefully and her vaginal flesh wrapped around him tightly. He looked down at the spectacle of his cock pulling out and inserting into Jiarong's vagina. His blood rushed to his head and his glans swelled. He knew it would be difficult to hold on any longer. He fucked her madly for twenty or thirty times. His heart ached. He quickly pulled out his cock and put it on Jiarong's ass. His semen flowed out from her ass along the groove of her spine, and slid straight to her shoulders and back.

Jiarong was indeed experiencing her second orgasm. Suddenly, her vagina felt empty and there was a hot liquid on her buttocks. It flowed down her spine and turned cold when it reached her back. She knew he was finished. Just as she was feeling regretful, he stuffed his dick, which had just ejaculated, into her again. It was half hard and half soft, and he managed to thrust it in and out a dozen more times, which somewhat made up for the emptiness in her.

But a defeated general could no longer speak of courage. His thing continued to wilt and shrink, and was finally squeezed out of the hole by the flesh of the vagina. Miss Zhong's husband then fell weakly to her side, with his legs up in the air, gasping for breath.

She lay sideways in his arms, and he hugged her and rubbed her breasts.

"Brother is so bad..." she complained.

"How bad?" he asked.

"Playing with others secretly..." she said.

"I won't do that next time," he said. "I'll play it openly next time."

"Ah? Not coming anymore..."

They hugged and kissed each other, and only when they had enough tenderness did they get up to wash and dress neatly. Miss Zhong's husband first looked at the hotel entrance, then called Jiarong to leave together and return to the hotel where they were originally staying.

Because they had agreed to meet in Miss Zhong's room, the two of them pretended to be going in different directions. He had the key, so he opened the door first and went in. Hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, he called out "Shuxia", and sure enough, Miss Zhong responded from inside. He sat down and turned on the TV to watch.

Miss Zhong was complaining in the bathroom. It turned out that she was imitating Jiarong and a man playing in the water, but she didn't expect her husband to come back so early. At this time, she and Jiarong's husband were soaking in the bathtub, the two babies were connected to each other, playing happily, and constantly shaking the full tub of hot water out of the edge of the basin. The sound of water splashing was caused by this.

Jiarong's husband naturally heard that his elder brother had returned, and he was fucking his elder sister-in-law in front of him. Instead of being panicked, he felt very excited. He sat on the edge of the bathtub, pulled up Miss Zhong and let her sit astride his arms facing each other, and the two of them continued to fuck each other like this.

A few minutes later, someone knocked on the door. Miss Zhong's husband opened the door and it was Jiarong. He moved aside to let her in, gesturing to indicate that Miss Zhong was in the bathroom. Jiarong understood and deliberately raised her voice to pretend to greet him. He took her hand and sat down on the edge of the bed, and he couldn't help but touch her dirtyly.

When Jiarong's husband heard that his wife had also come, he became extremely excited. His cock became hard and strong. Miss Zhong was shaking on him, and he had to endure very hard not to make any obscene sounds.

The two people outside the bathroom were equally busy, enjoying the sneaky pleasure and exploring each other's bodies. As they played, the fire in their heart slowly ignited again, but they could not do it boldly like the two worms in the bathroom. The more they touched, the more itchy it became, and the more itchy it became, the more they touched, and it was out of control.

Miss Zhong's husband came up with an idea and said loudly, "Jiarong, let's go to the lobby and have a cup of coffee."

Jiarong agreed to cooperate, and he shouted into the bathroom: "Shuxia..."

Miss Zhong was enjoying the fucking and replied reluctantly, "...what..."

"Jiarong and I will go to the lobby and bring you some coffee, okay?"

"Okay...okay." said Miss Zhong.

He and Jiarong opened the door and went out, then closed the door with a bang.

As soon as the sound of the door closing disappeared, Miss Zhong's moans immediately followed. She was too depressed and had to vent. She screamed "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh". Jiarong's husband fucked her harder and harder. They had been playing for a long time, and with the stimulation just now, they were ready to explode at any time.

Jiarong's husband came first. His body was stiff, his waist was numb, and his cock was erect and trembling. Miss Zhong quickly stroked it a few times, and the hot, thick semen spurted out and irrigated the deep part of her vagina. Miss Zhong's heart trembled and her vagina felt sore after he ejaculated into her. She quickly shouted "Ahhh..." and her vaginal fluid gushed out, and she also reached orgasm.

The two of them ejaculated happily, but did not dare to linger any longer. They quickly washed their bodies, put on their clothes, and went out to wait for Miss Zhong's husband and Jiarong to come back.

A feature film was playing on TV, depicting two couples having an affair. They sat down where Miss Zhong's husband and Jiarong had sat a few minutes ago and started watching TV. They touched each other's hands and kissed each other, showing their sweet affection.

As for whether Miss Zhong’s husband and Jiarong really went to drink coffee?

Who cares? That's their business.

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