Young Abin (Fifty-Nine) Crossroads (Experience Story Adult Novel)

The sun at the beach was so hot that it was almost killing people, but the feeling of being away from the hustle and bustle and forgetting about work made everyone have a great time. Mrs. Hu brought her two babies, mixed in with a group of young children. The beach was full of laughter and noise, and they were extremely happy. Everyone had a smile on their face, and their faces were all flushed.

When the setting sun sank half into the sea level, Mr. Hu led a few strong men to start cleaning up the environment. The others also packed their belongings and changed out of their swimsuits. A day of joyful journey was about to end.

The staff in charge of driving lined up the various vehicles in a row in front of the square of the activity center. Everyone did not follow the morning's allocation, but reshuffled and sat randomly. The two children of the Hu family followed a group of children and squeezed into the company's van, which was full. Everyone insisted on taking this van and refused to get off no matter what. The parents had no choice but to agree to go back to the company to pick up the children.

Mr. Hu decided to drive the van himself, so he gave his car to Mrs. Hu. Bowen saw it and said, "Auntie, I just got my driver's license. Can I help you drive?"

"Are you okay with driving at night?" Mrs. Hu looked at him.

"Sure, no problem!" said Bowen.

He brought Zhongwen and the accountant lady along, and the four of them filled up a car. At this time, all the personnel had been roughly assigned. The van took the lead, leading the convoy out of the square. Bowen followed cautiously and tremblingly at the end. Perhaps he was too cautious, so he gradually fell behind and distanced himself from everyone else. It was fine on the street, but when they were about to leave Jinshan Town, Bowen couldn't find the car in front of him at all and hesitated at the fork in the road.

"Auntie, how did they leave?" Bowen asked Mrs. Hu next to him.

"I didn't notice it either." Mrs. Hu didn't know even more.

"This way!" Zhongwen, who was sitting in the back seat, had sharp eyes and saw the road sign pointing to the left towards Taipei.

Bowen turned the steering wheel, turned left, and drove onto Yangjin Highway in a daze. The car gradually climbed up the mountain and the scenery became desolate. Fortunately, there were still road signs on the road to help them strengthen their confidence. However, Bowen also knew that they probably took another road.

The mountain road was monotonous and boring, and the players were so tired from playing during the day that, except for Bowen who had the chance to drive and was still energetic, the other three dozed off and nodded to go fishing. Bowen rolled down the window. He felt relaxed not having to follow the convoy. There were few cars on the mountain road, and apart from having to turn frequently, there were not as many traffic conditions as on ordinary roads. It was perfect for him. With a gentle breeze, it was a beautiful night.

As the sky grew darker, Bowen turned on the high beam and drove steadily, becoming more and more comfortable with the driving.

When they approached the manger, Mrs. Hu, perhaps because she had slept uncomfortably, moved the back of her chair in a daze so that she could lie more flat, and bent her knees, curled up like a cat with her back to Bowen.

After changing out of her swimsuit, Mrs. Hu wore a plain, loose short dress. She bent her legs sideways, and the hem of the skirt could only cover a little bit below her buttocks, with most of her creamy leg flesh sticking out.

There are no street lights on Yangjin Highway except near the village. It is dark inside the car and the vision is not clear, but the outlines are always vaguely visible. Bowen couldn't help but look at the two beautiful legs crossed together for a few more times. He confirmed in the rearview mirror and found that Zhongwen and the accountant lady had just moved their bodies and rested their heads on each other's shoulders and continued to sleep soundly.

At the moment he was the only one in control, so he could just enjoy admiring Mrs. Hu's legs without worry. Although people of his age would always communicate with each other and read a lot of books, magazines and videos, it was still rare to experience such vivid scenes, so his attention was inevitably drawn to them. Although the air-conditioning in the car no longer needed to be turned on, the fan still sent circulating air from the air-conditioning vents, blowing Mrs. Hu's skirt, making it flutter, revealing what she was trying to cover. Occasionally, a particularly alluring scene would flash by, and Bowen's chest would beat wildly.

An idea suddenly occurred to him, and he reached out to move all the air guides to concentrate the air flow on Mrs. Hu's thighs. It was a good trick of "Kong Ming borrowing the east wind". Mrs. Hu's skirt caught enough wind and swelled up, with the edges moving straight up. Bowen could already see the arc of flesh at the bottom of her buttocks, so he had to work hard to hold the steering wheel.

Now Bowen spent more time looking at Mrs. Hu than at the road. The swaying skirt was still retreating, little by little, and her panties should be visible soon. Come again, come again, Bowen was looking forward to it.

Finally, there was an irregular turbulent flow, and Mrs. Hu's skirt was completely lifted up and then covered. In a short moment, most of her buttocks were exposed. Bowen was stunned and his heart almost stopped. He didn't see any underwear, he didn't see anything. Mrs. Hu was not wearing any underwear, she was not wearing anything, there was nothing inside, only two smooth, white and tender buttocks like tofu.

Mrs. Hu's skirt fluttered back, and Bowen stepped on the brakes involuntarily, using a breath to calm down his excited mood, turned his head to look at the three people sleeping peacefully, then let go of the accelerator and slid forward. Suddenly he felt the steering wheel became very heavy, and then he found out that it was because his crotch was propped up high, hindering the movement of his hands and arms.

Bowen looked at Zhongwen again in the rearview mirror and noticed that there was also a large bulge in his pants, and the accountant's slender hand was placed near the hill. Bowen thought of the passionate contact with the accounting lady this afternoon, and the thing in his pants jumped even harder.

At this time, Mrs. Hu twisted her body again, and her little pink buttocks arched back further, causing the hem of her skirt to bulge out again. Naturally, this time she exposed more. Bowen's eyes almost popped out, but he could also see clearly that Mrs. Hu was wearing underwear, a very cute pair of thin cotton panties with small goose yellow flowers. It was just that the panties were squeezed by her curled up sleeping position and sunk into the crack of her buttocks. In addition, in the dim light, it looked like she was not wearing any underwear. But no matter what, this annoying spring scenery was too stimulating for a grown child, so Bowen slowed down the car so that he had a chance to see more.

Bowen's heart was in torment, with countless strange thoughts churning back and forth. He knew that this was a bad thing and that bad things should not be done. But how could he resist his natural curiosity? There was an inaudible voice in the air constantly urging him to "Do it... Do it..."

Bowen took action.

He moved his trembling right hand, and nervously pressed towards Mrs. Hu's round buttocks. His chest was beating violently, and it seemed like almost a century had passed before his fingertips touched a piece of cool soft flesh. He was startled and immediately retracted his fingers nervously. Seeing that Mrs. Hu did not have any different reaction, he gritted his teeth and touched her buttocks again, then gently pressed against it, and finally held half of her buttocks with his palm.

Oh my god! What does it feel like? Thin, tender, soft, plump, warm, and slippery, oh my god!

The car was moving slowly on the narrow mountain road, and it seemed to be very strenuous. In fact, the most strenuous part was inside the car. Bowen's right hand, which weighed a thousand pounds, had to brush Mrs. Hu's skin like a breeze. Mrs. Hu was still unaware of it and even had a smile on her face in her sleep.

The feelings in Bowen's hands accumulated and became better and better, and the head of the rod in his pants became harder and straighter. He rubbed the elastic half of the buttocks with the palm of his hand, opened the tiger's mouth, and tentatively moved his thumb into the groove, slowly touching the squeezed briefs. The pants were a little damp, and moving downwards, he touched a small piece of protruding, plump and rich fat. Bowen felt dizzy. This... this... is... is that... ?

He pressed greedily, trying to figure out the terrain through his briefs. It seemed like two small cream cakes sandwiched together, soft and greasy, full of infinite temptation, guiding him all the time. Not only does it lead him to continue doing bad things, it also incites him, saying, "Go ahead, go commit a crime!"

Bowen couldn't resist the strong temptation and became excited. He kept moving his thumb between Mrs. Hu's legs, going deeper and deeper. Mrs. Hu was dreaming about something sweet. She was smiling all the time and making small sighs.

Bowen was startled by her voice and quickly retracted his hand. As a result, Mrs. Hu shrugged her shoulders, moved her head towards the car door, and pulled her feet completely onto the seat. She had a really bad sleeping habit. Her right leg was flat on the ground, and her left foot was swung, stretched out wide and leaning against the back of the chair. Bowen saw this and stepped on the brakes again.

The surroundings were still dark and quiet, with the sound of insects chirping. The car was parked motionless in the middle of the asphalt road. Not far away there was a Taiwan Bus sign with a dim light bulb hanging on the top, shining the light into the car. Bowen stupidly tilted his head to the side, staring at the space between Mrs. Hu's legs.

Mrs. Hu's natural defenses were completely gone. Her two clean white legs were particularly eye-catching under the light. The base of her thighs was full and generous, with ridges and valleys. The ridges felt like fresh hamburger buns, very elastic. The only barrier was her cute polka-dot panties. Because of the squeeze on her buttocks, the bottom of the panties was gathered into a small dot, so the front was like a sharp heart-shaped thin blade, sticking to the seam of the buns and piercing into Bowen's heart at the same time. The depression is hidden at the bottom of the thin blade, leaving some gaps on both sides. To be honest, there are really three or five curls slightly exposed, which is a stunning sight that cannot be contained by the spring scenery in the garden.

Bowen waited for a while and made sure that Mrs. Hu had not woken up before he slowly stepped on the accelerator and let the car crawl forward again, panting. His right hand reached out again and traced along the inside of Mrs. Hu's left leg. Soon, it brushed to the most fatal point of the thin blade and tickled her pubic hair. This place was very warm, and his fingers were involuntarily lured into the gap. The thin cotton cloth with its weak elasticity could not resist the external invasion. It was pushed and stretched silently, and Bowen's index finger and middle finger easily invaded her honey hole that was almost wet.

The crime caused Bowen's fingertips to tremble in fear. What he touched were two pieces of indescribably soft jellies, emitting a faint warmth. The long line formed in the middle was abnormally hot. This feeling disturbed Bowen's self-control. Although he knew he had to be careful not to wake Mrs. Hu, he couldn't help but dig his fingertips into the mezzanine, and immediately sank into a sticky mass.

Mrs. Hu didn't know whether she was comfortable or uncomfortable. She contracted her buttocks, and her vagina also tightened. However, instead of being blocked from coming out, Bowen's fingers were pulled forward a little more by a suction force. Mrs. Hu sighed, "Hmm," and a faint smile appeared on her face again.

Bowen was very interested in this. He moved his fingers carefully, and Mrs. Hu's moisture seeped out. Her waist twisted gently, and she seemed to be enjoying herself in her deep sleep. Bowen slightly increased the movement of his fingers. Mrs. Hu raised her chin, exhaled fragrance, and her face was full of joy.

Bowen saw that she was always wandering in dreams, and it didn't matter if he touched her like this. He thought she probably wouldn't wake up for a while, so he went deeper, half of his index finger was buried in Mrs. Hu's lower body, and then he inserted it in and out steadily. However, he was not sure whether Mrs. Hu would really not wake up, so he did not dare to move rashly. But then again, this kind of stealing was enough to make his head spin. He kept picking, picking, picking...

As the car climbed higher and higher, the stuffy summer heat at the foot of the mountain completely disappeared, replaced by the cool and icy feeling of the night. But beads of sweat were beading on Bowen's forehead. He had already inserted his fingers deeply into Mrs. Hu's vagina, forgetting to be prepared for what to do in case Mrs. Hu woke up. The knuckles moved back and forth, becoming covered with Mrs. Hu's wet secretions, and becoming increasingly wetter.

In fact, Bowen had been wondering for a long time whether Mrs. Hu was asleep or awake? Her brows were furrowed innocently, but her expression was calm. There was a small hole in the middle of her red lips, and her breath became heavy.

Bowen maintained a moderate rhythm, thrusting in and out as he continued to dig into Mrs. Hu's vagina. The crotch of her florid panties was soaked with water. He felt that Mrs. Hu seemed to open her legs even wider, and was vaguely sticking out her butt to meet him.

His sanity was being shaken to the brink of collapse, the fire of desire in his body was burning fiercely, no, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Who cares!"

Bowen threw all the consequences behind his mind, and quickly and forcefully penetrated Mrs. Hu's hole with his fingers, making a gurgling sound. Mrs. Hu's lower body stiffened for a few seconds, then she uttered a small "oh", and then suddenly grabbed Bowen's right hand with both hands. Bowen was startled and thought: "It's over, it's over..."

But Mrs. Hu still didn't open her eyes. She grabbed Bowen's hand just to press it harder into her hole, urging Bowen to go faster. Bowen had lost the ability to think. As he quickly thrust his fingers in and out, Mrs. Hu's buttocks began to move up and down, and she kept humming meaningless sighs.

“Hmm…hmm…hmm…hmm…”

Bowen looked back anxiously at Zhongwen and the accountant in the back seat, fortunately they were still sleeping soundly. Bowen learned it by himself. His index finger swiftly shuttled between the tender pieces of meat, bringing out sticky or thin waves of water again and again. Mrs. Hu's face turned red and she kept turning around sadly, her whole body twisting like an eel. Occasionally she would open her eyes, but she would just droop her eyeballs and look coquettish and satisfied. Bowen naturally knew that he didn't need to be afraid of her anymore.

Mrs. Hu shuddered a few times in unbearable pain, leaned her head against the back of the chair, pursed her lips, and looked at Bowen with strange eyes. She moved her body with great effort, straightened her upper body, and her feet were still bent, with her toes hooked on the front edge of the chair cushion, that is, she squatted on the seat with her legs spread out. She was afraid that Bowen's fingers would be lazy, so she kept holding his hand tightly while moving. However, Bowen's arm had to be bent because of her change in posture, and the movement of her index finger became difficult, so she pulled it out.

Mrs. Hu was not happy and was getting anxious. Fortunately, Bowen changed to his middle finger and entered again, and went deeper. She happily relaxed her neck, raised her pink buttocks, let go of the hand that was originally holding Bowen, went around her buttocks, and tried to open her thighs to avoid interfering with Bowen's molestation. Because of Mrs. Hu's touching reaction, Bowen found it more and more interesting to dig, and he became more and more passionate as he fucked. Not only did he speed up his hands, he also no longer controlled the accelerator with his foot, and the car was running very fast.

At this time, passing by Zhuzihu, the mountain path was quiet and the countryside was desolate, with only the monotonous engine noise breaking through the empty night sky. In the carriage, it was just the opposite. A man and a woman, one young and one mature, were performing a life-threatening performance with their eyes wide open, their eyelids drooping, their hands moving and their hips shaking.

Mrs. Hu's butt was practically hanging in the air. She supported the chair with her feet, her head and neck against the back of the chair, her whole body was trembling, her white teeth were clenched tightly, and her lower body was moving in waves. Bowen could hardly control her.

Suddenly she raised her private parts higher, retracted her hands and hugged Bowen's right arm tightly, with a series of "hmm, hmm, ah" moans, her body almost straightened and bent, solidified into a bow shape. Bowen felt her vaginal walls twitching, she moaned again, and fresh juice flowed out. Bowen's hands were full of hot liquid, and there was even a stream of water, which spurted out from Mrs. Hu's honey slit and splashed on the front windshield lid, leaving a pool of stains.

Mrs. Hu had been working for so long that her legs were sore. She could finally sit back on the chair, but Bowen didn't know what to do next. His middle finger had to slide out of her vagina. Mrs. Hu maintained her original posture, leaning on his right arm, her chest heaving, and she panted to regulate her breathing. After a long while, she finally opened her eyes, looked at him with a smile, cursed softly, "Little devil!", and stroked the muscles on his arm.

Bowen was driving in a daze. Mrs. Hu lifted her skirt and sat down, then moved closer to him, stretched out her delicate hand, and touched his hard crotch.

"You're not a child anymore..." she whispered in his ear.

She unzipped his pants, put them in and held the hot and swollen thing in her hand. This time it was Bowen's turn to tremble all over. Mrs. Hu soon pulled the meat stick out of his underwear and took it outside, jumping it up and down to show off its power.

"It's so big!" Mrs. Hu said with a smile.

Bowen didn't know what to answer. His usually clever head became like a fool. Mrs. Hu lowered her head, opened her lips and took his mushroom-like glans into her mouth.

Bowen opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Zhongwen also opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Zhongwen slept in the back seat and kept having confusing dreams. All of them were about him secretly looking at Mrs. Hu during the day. He didn't know how the dream got disrupted to a sudden change where Mrs. Hu was completely naked, cuddling with him. It was so realistic and so amorous. Suddenly, Zhongwen felt an unprecedented sense of urgency, which he could not describe. He woke up with a start. When he woke up, he found himself in the arms of a beautiful girl, because the accountant had fallen asleep on him, and the two were hugging each other in a daze.

He looked at the front seat. Bowen was driving the car. He wondered why Mrs. Hu was lying flat on Bowen's legs. What is she doing? He also wondered why his cock felt tingling and warm? He shook his head and calmed his mind. He saw what Mrs. Hu was doing. How could this be possible? how so?

The accountant lady leaned comfortably on his abdomen, and he found that his palm was placed on her lower back. Influenced by Bowen, he also developed an unknown desire. He moved his hand quietly and secretly groped to the accountant lady's chest. It was soft, and he opened his fingers, only to find that he could not hold it all. This girl's breasts were really not small. He squeezed her lightly and heavily. The accountant lady hummed twice in a daze, snuggled in his arms, and pressed herself against him even closer.

Bowen held the steering wheel, unable to believe what he saw. Mrs. Hu was leaning over his waist, sucking his hard penis. He had seen this kind of pornographic scene in the car in foreign X-rated movies, but he never expected it to happen to him today.

Mrs. Hu's lips and tongue were warm and moist, and they licked his swollen tip, making him feel both nervous and refreshed. Every time she swallowed most of his cock into her small mouth, the glans would be wrapped in her throat, feeling tight and powerful, and extremely thrilling. All the cells on his cock felt extremely comfortable, and he couldn't help but lift his pelvis and thrust his cock upwards and deeper. He exerted force on his legs, stepped on the accelerator harder, and the car flew like an arrow on the downhill road.

Mrs. Hu not only didn't mind his pushing upwards, but also cooperated by trying to take in as much of him as possible. However, he was too big. Mrs. Hu thought he was almost as big as Abin, so she could only take in half of it at best. That was her limit. She was busy licking him while dragging his stem with her sticky tongue.

Bowen's body and mind were reacting to unprecedented excitement. Mrs. Hu skillfully nibbled on his young and passionate cock, and even stroked its base up and down with her hand. All of Bowen's soul was focused on the burning stick. He could even clearly feel the beads of prostate fluid rolling through the urethra and being sucked up by Mrs. Hu. His whole body was burning.

Zhongwen secretly pinched the accountant's round breasts. Although they were separated by two layers of cloth, they were still full and elastic. He picked them slowly, with his eyes half closed, concentrating on observing the every move of the eldest brother and Mrs. Hu in front of him. His heart was full of jealousy. It was obviously he who noticed Mrs. Hu first, but Bowen took advantage of her. The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, especially since the pleasure that Bowen was enjoying was vaguely affecting him, which made him even more indignant.

Bowen was panicking, and Zhongwen also became panicking. He lost control of his hands and rubbed the accountant lady twice passionately. Suddenly he came to his senses and couldn't help but say "miserable" in his heart. The accountant lady moved her body. She had been sleeping facing forward, but now she turned around and was still lying diagonally in Zhongwen's arms, but now she was facing him. Zhongwen's hand was still on her chest. He looked down at her worriedly, but he didn't know that she was looking at Zhongwen with her big, bright eyes.

This was a huge embarrassment. Zhongwen was young and inexperienced, and was stunned for a moment. Instead, the accountant lady put a finger to her lips, glanced at the person in front of her, and gestured for silence. With the other hand, she pressed Zhongwen's claws, indicating that he was welcome to continue. Only then did Zhongwen feel relieved.

The accountant lady was really clever. She made a few small gestures to Zhongwen. Zhongwen understood and put his arm around her and slightly tilted his body to get out of the sight of the rearview mirror. She pointed at Zhongwen and then at her own mouth. Zhongwen's heart began to beat wildly. He looked cautiously at the front seat, then timidly lowered his head and kissed her plump red lips that were waiting for him.

As soon as their four lips touched, they were instantly attracted to each other and couldn't stop. The kiss was deep and sweet, with tongues and teeth fighting each other, evenly matched. It was a long time since they let go when they were almost out of breath. Zhongwen looked at the front seat again. Bowen and Mrs. Hu were still doing the shameful thing. The accountant lady smiled at him and pouted, asking him to do it again. He immediately lowered his head and kissed her again.

Bowen was on the verge of collapse due to Mrs. Hu's love. His cock swelled rapidly and became so hard that it hurt. If he was stimulated a little more, his brains would surely be splattered on the ground. Mrs. Hu was an experienced person and knew that he was about to die. She didn't want to waste a good thing, so she stopped sucking him and stood up.

Zhongwen and the accounting lady were alert and immediately stopped their lovemaking and pretended to sleep with their eyes closed. Only Zhongwen's hand was still covering the accounting lady's breast.

Mrs. Hu bit Bowen's ear affectionately and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

Bowen nodded, and Mrs. Hu said, "My dear child, Auntie wants you to love me, are you willing?"

"Here?" Bowen blinked and looked around: "Zhongshan Building?"

"Silly, of course not here," Mrs. Hu laughed, "Go further."

After the car passed Zhongshan Building, there were bright street lights on both sides. After a few turns and ups and downs, it arrived at Shanzi. There were many pedestrians on the street. Mrs. Hu instructed Bowen to turn into the old American military dependents' quarters on the right and drove all the way to the quietest place before stopping. It was only a few hundred meters away from the civilized world.

Bowen and Mrs. Hu quietly opened the car door. Bowen walked around the rear of the car and came to Mrs. Hu. They turned around and looked around, but found no one around. Mrs. Hu took the initiative to throw herself into his arms and kissed him beside the car.

Zhongwen and the accountant were watching in the car. With the cover of the dark insulation paper, Bowen and Mrs. Hu had no idea that the two people in the car were awake, and they were still touching each other passionately. How could Zhongwen and the accountant fall behind? They followed suit and kissed passionately.

When Zhongwen turned around, he couldn't find Bowen and Mrs. Hu. He was confused. The accountant leaned on his shoulder and said, "Well, they are over there..."

Zhongwen looked carefully and found that Bowen and Mrs. Hu were lying on top of each other in a huge cement round trough with a lid. He only knew that they were moving, but could not see the details clearly.

The accountant giggled and said, "You two brothers are both bad kids."

Zhongwen naturally didn't know that she and Bowen had fooled around in the sea during the day. His face turned red from her smile. She reached out to pinch his erect penis and deliberately asked, "Guess what they were doing?"

Zhongwen was about to say he didn't know when he suddenly felt a strange feeling he had never experienced before. It was not because of the accountant's caress. He couldn't say what it was, but it should be related to what Bowen was doing.

What is Bowen doing? He is doing something very important in his life.

Mrs. Hu lay on the concrete cover with her legs spread open. Her panties were nowhere to be found. She hugged Bowen's waist and let his cock, which stretched out from the zipper of his pants, stretch open her wet labia and penetrate her inch by inch. Although Bowen's penis was quite large, Mrs. Hu was already so wet. Moreover, she was no pushover either, so it didn't take long for it to penetrate her completely and hit her cervix.

Mrs. Hu was so pleased that she rolled her eyes and moaned softly. Bowen was inexperienced and only knew how to pursue pleasure, so he thrust in and out in a crude way. Mrs. Hu was fucked for no reason, and her flower blossomed. She sighed and groaned in enjoyment, and her moans were relatively weak in the open air.

Zhongwen and the accountant lady were also very excited watching this in the car, and Zhongwen had an even more special feeling. He could not hold back for a moment and roughly pushed the accountant lady to the ground, hugged her and twisted her around, anxious like a headless fly. But his recklessness for a long time was completely useless. Apart from hugging the accountant tightly and kissing her face and neck wildly without any plan, he had no idea what he was going to do.

The accountant lady was suddenly attacked. She didn't expect that the silent and shy Zhongwen would suddenly attack her. She struggled instinctively, but she didn't have much strength. Soon she was pressed down on the back seat by Zhongwen. Seeing his anxious and flustered look, she really couldn't get angry with him. The accountant lady giggled at his kiss, and said with her small hand on his chest: "You... don't do this... listen to me... listen to me..."

Zhongwen stopped exerting force, but still held her down.

"Sit down," the accountant instructed him, "Hurry up and listen..."

Zhongwen actually didn't have any opinion, so he sat up obediently.

"Good boy," she added, "close your eyes."

Zhongwen closed his eyes. He heard a sound and then felt the accountant's hands unbuttoning his pants.

"Be good and don't open your eyes..." the accountant ordered.

He didn't dare to open his eyes. The accountant's slender hand reached into his underwear, captured his cock that was about to explode, and took it out. He heard the accountant's soft exclamation, and she played with and soothed it with her hands. Then the accountant kissed his cheek, and gently told him not to open his eyes, and then kissed his lips. He kissed her back naturally. At the same time, he felt a kind of intimacy and tenderness on the fiery red glans that he had never experienced before, and immediately something began to tightly wrap around the glans and was contained all the way down.

It was something he had never experienced before, and he really wanted to scream out loud, it was so comfortable.

The accountant let go of his mouth and said, "Good brother, help me eat..."

He opened his eyes. The accountant's shirt was pulled up to her shoulders, revealing two proud and plump breasts. She knelt in front of Zhongwen and put her bright red nipples to his lips. Zhongwen tactfully took them in his mouth. The accountant raised her head and squinted her eyes, breathing lightly, and sat down with her round hips. Zhongwen felt the wonderful bondage on his cock getting stronger and stronger.

Zhongwen held her with both hands and wandered around her until she had taken off her shorts and underwear. Her butt was smooth and it felt very nice to touch it. He was in a good mood, so he held her buttocks and pressed them towards himself, and took the opportunity to thrust himself upwards. The accountant lady let out an "Ouch", and his cock and her vagina were completely tight and seamless.

"Oh...you...are you going to kill me?" the accountant complained.

She discovered today that Bowen's tool was not small. Since Zhongwen and he were twin brothers, the size must be similar. When she took it out and took a look, it was indeed quite good. That's why she moved it slowly, not daring to let the thing enter her body all at once. She didn't expect Zhongwen to use this trick. But it didn't matter. Although Zhongwen was thick and long, she didn't feel any discomfort except that she felt full after it was filled up. However, her clitoris was touched and she felt very nervous, so she shook her buttocks to let the dick go in and out a little.

"Eat me again...don't stop..." she said to Zhongwen.

Zhongwen had no intention of stopping. He nibbled her nipples deliberately. The accountant lady didn't feel any pain. She just rode up and down.

"Good brother...well...are you comfortable...?" she asked.

"Very comfortable..." Zhongwen said vaguely.

“Sister…ah…sister feels good too…oh…brother…you are so good…do you…like sister…?”

"I like it... I really like it..." Zhongwen replied.

“Sister…ah…am I pretty…?” These are the things girls care about.

"Very beautiful...sister...I love you..."

The accountant touched his head and said, "Silly boy..."

Gradually their movements became faster and more rhythmic. The two of them could not speak incoherently and could only moan.

“Oh…brother…it’s so long…ah…it’s penetrated…ah…it’s so beautiful…”

Zhongwen held her energetic buttocks, and the two of them worked together to shake it. The accountant's vaginal fluid flowed down Zhongwen's upright cock, soaking a large area of ​​his pants.

“Ah…” The accountant’s voice was drawn out: “Well…it gets stabbed every time…ah…it gets stabbed there…oh…I’m going to die…I’m being fucked to death…good brother…sister loves you…ah…”

Zhongwen and she were so hot that they were steaming with passion. The thick meat sausage, which was exerting its powerful effect for the first time, went back and forth in the narrow vagina of the accounting lady, and the contraction and rubbing of the vagina made her feel indescribable pleasure. He alternated between left and right, sucking on her nipples one by one, and pinching her pink buttocks with his fingers, leaving red fingerprints. He worked up and down, and served the beautiful accounting lady from the center of her vagina to every pore. She had goose bumps all over her body, and kept leaning against Zhongwen's ear and crying. Zhongwen couldn't help but become more courageous, swinging deeply with all his strength.

Miss Accountant was so soft that she clung to him and let him ravage her. Suddenly, she heard his breathing become strange, so she straightened her back and looked at him. Zhongwen's eyes were empty and his expression was funny. Although she still moved her butt toward him, she couldn't help but ask cautiously: "Brother... are you going to cum...?"

Zhongwen wanted to answer, but his throat was gurgling with dull sounds. Before he could say anything, the accountant felt a burning sensation in her vagina. Zhongwen's glans seemed to be expanding infinitely. Her heart ached, and she quickly took advantage of the fact that his cock was still hard and thrust it hard a few times. Then, she trembled all over as she accompanied him to orgasm.

"It's over..." She leaned into Zhongwen's arms and said weakly: "If you get pregnant, you have to marry me..."

"Good sister," Zhongwen said, "I would marry you even if you were not pregnant."

"Silly brother..." The accountant lady enjoyed hearing this.

The accountant here calls Zhongwen brother, while Mrs. Hu over there calls Bowen brother.

Bowen's performance was surprisingly ideal. Mrs. Hu had lost her virginity twice after having sex with him.

At first, when she and Bowen had sex, she could indeed feel that Bowen was much stronger and more energetic than his father, but she thought that Bowen had almost burst into flames in the car just now, and probably couldn't hold on for much longer, so she didn't plan to fight for a long time, and she even joked with him, talking and laughing while doing it. Bowen was very good at coaxing people with his words. He kept saying "Auntie, you are so beautiful" and the two of them acted like a typical couple in love.

But after three or two rounds, she realized that Bowen was really talented. He penetrated her deeply and quickly, making her squirt and fall all over the place. When compared with Abin's performance, she finally confirmed that young men were definitely better than those middle-aged men who rolled around in piles of money.

She could no longer call herself aunt, and had to call Bowen "brother" or "brother". Bowen found it disgusting and made her tremble with excitement and orgasm again and again.

Now, Bowen turned her over and made her kneel on the concrete cover, while he stood upright on the grass and kept thrusting into Mrs. Hu from behind. Mrs. Hu's waist became weak due to him, and she lowered her upper body, leaving only her raised buttocks for him to hold and shake back and forth.

“Good brother… uh… uh… you’re inserting it so deep… be gentle… oh… it makes me… so numb… ah… I can’t stand it… ah… ah…”

Mrs. Hu's eyes were shining, her white buttocks were exposed under her short skirt. Bowen looked down at his penis being pulled out and thrust into her wet pussy, which was covered with shiny mucus. His heart was pounding, and he suddenly increased his horsepower, inhaling, compressing, exhaling, and pumping at Turbo speed, pumping his penis one or two hundred times in a row, making it hard for both of them to catch their breath. Mrs. Hu begged for mercy, and Bowen could hold on no longer. His cock was so sore that it seemed to break, and it trembled violently a few times, and a large amount of thick semen spurted out of the urethra, all shooting onto the bottom of Mrs. Hu's pussy. He pressed tightly against the depths of her flower heart, letting the comfort after release spread throughout his body.

"Oh... so good... dear brother... oh... you must have ejaculated a lot... huh... so hot..." Mrs. Hu squinted her eyes because of his excessive pleasure.

Bowen stood there catching his breath, and the two of them maintained the same posture, enjoying the final sweetness. Not long after, a pair of student lovers from a nearby school turned in from the side road, whispering affectionately with their heads down. Bowen and Mrs. Hu hurriedly sat down on the concrete roof with their backs to the street, disguising themselves as a couple on a romantic date. The couple paid no attention and walked slowly past. Bowen waited until they were far away before he and Mrs. Hu stood up, straightened their clothes, and returned to the car hand in hand.

They sat in the front seats respectively. It seemed that Zhongwen and the accountant lady had been sleeping soundly the whole time, but they were leaning forward a little. The accountant lady was almost pressing on Zhongwen. Bowen turned the key to start the engine. Mrs. Hu kissed him lightly on the cheek. He stepped on the accelerator and turned around to drive back to the mountain.

In the dark back seat, Zhongwen and the accountant lady slowly half opened their eyes, smiled at each other, kissed each other on the lips, and then closed their eyes.

The car glided briskly down the slope, and the bustling lights of Taipei city could be seen in the distance.

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