Leizi and Qingqing

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Some

say a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, and this is truly true. Not to mention men, even women sometimes don't know what they're thinking.

Qingqing, 28 years old this year, is an enviable woman with a happy family and a husband she deeply loves.

After graduating with a master's degree in economics and management, she found a good job at a foreign company, and a year later, she was promoted to department manager due to her outstanding work. However, just a few months ago, the company sent her to another city as a regional agent for a year. This really put Qingqing in a difficult position. She had been married for six years and had never been separated from her husband. Although life had become more mundane over time, and the passion of their courtship was gone, she was still very reluctant to be separated. But what could she do? Although family is important to a woman, good job opportunities are equally rare. So Qingqing had no choice but to bid her husband a tearful farewell and head to another unfamiliar city.

Arriving in a new city, everything had to be started from scratch. Especially in terms of life, despite Qingqing's excellent work performance, she wasn't very self-reliant and relied on her husband and parents for care at home. Arriving in a new city and settling into a new home was truly a challenge for her.

The company had several members here, one of whom was Lei Zi. Lei Zi had just graduated from university; he was tall, handsome, and a real catch. Perhaps because he was new to the workforce, he still had a bookish air about him and was a bit shy, blushing when talking to girls. Qing Qing, on the other hand, was easygoing and very approachable, getting along well with the young man. In Lei Zi's eyes, Qing Qing was both mature and lively, very charming. So, within a few days, they became familiar with each other, chatting frequently, and Lei Zi started calling Qing Qing "Sister Qing." The sunny and healthy young man Lei Zi was indeed likable, and Qing Qing genuinely treated him like a younger brother.

Being alone in the new city, Qing Qing spent her evenings either calling home, watching TV, or surfing the internet—it was truly unbearable loneliness. Time passed day by day. One evening, Qing Qing returned home and discovered the fuse was blown. It was a simple matter, but she didn't know how to fix it; women are often terrible at these things. After thinking it over, Qingqing decided to call Leizi. Not long after, Leizi rushed over.

"I'm sorry to bother you so late."

"It's no trouble at all, I'm happy to help."

Most men know how to fix things, so Leizi quickly changed the fuse. Although it wasn't a big deal, Qingqing was still quite grateful. And since it was dinnertime, out of politeness, Qingqing decided to invite Leizi to stay for dinner.

"Thank you so much, please eat here before you leave."

"It's nothing, you're too kind."

"It's alright, you'll eat at home anyway, just eat here, come in and have a seat, have a drink of water."

Leizi didn't stand on ceremony anymore; it's hard for any man to refuse a woman's invitation. So, Qingqing picked up the phone and ordered takeout from the small restaurant next door. After doing this, Qingqing realized she had been so busy at home that she hadn't changed her clothes, especially her shoes, which were hot and uncomfortable after wearing them all day. So she casually kicked off her shoes and put on her pink slippers to let her feet breathe. For a young woman, it's always natural to be relaxed at home. But Lei Zi saw this, blushed slightly, and quickly turned his head away.

Qing Qing noticed the change in Lei Zi's expression and thought, "This boy is quite shy."

After dinner, Lei Zi went home, and Qing Qing continued watching TV alone, everything as usual.

However, after this incident, Qing Qing often asked Lei Zi to come and help with anything at home. In return, Qing Qing would cook a meal to reward her younger brother.

More than a month passed, and Qing Qing and Lei Zi became very close, like siblings.

One day, because of some mistakes at work, Qing Qing was in a bad mood. She listlessly headed home after work and happened to run into Lei Zi.

"Sis, are you unhappy?" Lei Zi asked. "Oh, nothing."

"Then let me treat you to dinner."

"You're going to treat me? Forget it, let me treat you instead. Save your money for your wedding." Qing Qing joked. Actually, when she was in a bad mood, Qing Qing really wanted someone to talk to.

Qing Qing liked to eat at home, so she took Lei Zi home and ordered takeout.

The two chatted for a while, and when the food arrived, because she was in a bad mood, she also ordered a few bottles of beer. The two chatted and chatted, and before they knew it, they had drunk several bottles of beer. Qing Qing is usually a straightforward person, so she doesn't hold back when drinking, and now she felt a little dizzy. Qing

Qing wanted to go to the bathroom, so she went in, leaving Lei Zi alone outside. The bathroom door had a louvered window underneath, diagonally facing the shoe cabinet by the front door, so you could see outside from inside. Then something that made Qing Qing blush happened. Lei Zi actually quietly walked to the shoe cabinet, picked up a sock on top, and quickly kissed it. Those were the socks Qing Qing had changed out of yesterday and hadn't washed yet.

"This boy, could it be..." Qingqing thought to herself. But seeing such a handsome young man kissing her smelly socks gave her a strange feeling.

Coming out of the bathroom, Qingqing pretended to be nonchalant.

Perhaps it was the alcohol, but Qingqing intentionally or unintentionally moved her foot closer to Leizi, placing it in a conspicuous position.

Leizi became a little restless, constantly glancing at Qingqing's foot.

"I can read feet," Leizi finally mustered the courage to say. "Really?" Qingqing found it amusing, but replied casually, "Of course." Leizi actually bent down to grab Qingqing's foot.

Qingqing instinctively flinched. Leizi blushed. Having drunk alcohol, he became bolder, moving forward again and grabbing Qingqing's foot once more.

Qingqing, having given up, let Leizi hold her foot.

"You haven't taken your socks off yet, how can you see?" Qingqing asked with a laugh, pretending to pull her foot back.

Lei Zi still held Qing Qing's foot tightly, saying, "Let me do it," and gently pulled off her sock.

"What can you see?" Qing Qing asked deliberately.

"You have good luck with women," Lei Zi casually said. "Get lost, where did you see that?"

"It's this line," Lei Zi said, pretending to be serious. "Finished looking? Are you done?" Qing Qing tried to pull her foot back, but Lei Zi held on tightly.

"Look a little longer," Lei Zi said, bringing Qing Qing's foot closer and closer, almost touching her face. Suddenly, Lei Zi knelt down and kissed Qing Qing's foot.

Qing Qing felt a tremor in her heart, an indescribable feeling, and her face flushed. She wanted to pull her foot back, but Lei Zi held on tightly, and she also felt a surge of desire, so she didn't pull it back.

Seeing that Qing Qing wasn't too averse, Lei Zi became bolder. He simply placed Qing Qing's foot on his face and began licking the sole of her foot with his tongue.

A strange, itchy feeling rose in Qing Qing's heart. Looking at the handsome young man before her, Qingqing wanted to pull her foot back, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. This feeling was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before; it was incredibly intoxicating.

She let Lei Zi lick her feet for a while before finally asking,

"Are your

feet smelly?" "No, they smell wonderful, they're beautiful," Lei Zi replied, blushing. Then, he actually tried to put Qingqing's entire toe in his mouth. Qingqing's feet were quite small, so the front half of her foot ended up in Lei Zi's mouth.

Lei Zi looked completely absorbed.

"How could they not smell? Feet are so dirty!" Qingqing knew perfectly well that while her feet weren't actually smelly, after a long day at work without washing them, they must have a strong odor.

"My feet smell so good. If you don't mind, I'd love to wash them with my tongue," Lei Zi said, kneeling forward and holding Qing Qing's feet in his hands. He began to suck on her toes. He sucked carefully on every toe, every crevice, occasionally flicking his tongue between them as if he were facing a sacred object.

Looking at the tall figure kneeling before her and the handsome face beneath her feet, Qing Qing felt a strange sense of comfort and satisfaction. She closed her eyes, pulled her toes out of Lei Zi's mouth, and placed the soles of her feet on his lips. "Then lick them properly," she said, surprised even herself.

Lei Zi knelt at Qing Qing's feet, extending his tongue and licking the soles of her feet. Qing Qing rubbed her feet against his tongue, as if playing a game with it.

They played like this for a long time. Finally, Qingqing took off the sock from her other foot and tossed it aside. Unexpectedly, the sock floated around and landed on Lei Zi's head. Lei Zi continued kissing Qingqing's foot intently, completely oblivious to the sock on his head.

Qingqing smiled, stretched out her other foot, picked up the sock with her toes, and placed it aside. Then she stepped on Lei Zi's head with that foot. Lei Zi had short hair, and the ends brushed against the sole of Qingqing's foot, giving her an indescribable feeling of comfort.

Perhaps under the influence of alcohol, Qingqing lost her composure. She commanded Lei Zi, "You little slut, come and suck my toes, harder!" and stomped her other foot hard on Lei Zi's head, rubbing it back and forth. Lei Zi's face was distorted by the pressure, but he still diligently sucked on Qingqing's toes.

"You're really shameless," Qingqing said to Lei Zi with a mocking tone.

Lei Zi took Qing Qing's feet out of his mouth, then knelt properly in front of her. He carefully lifted her feet above his head with both hands and said, "I like being stepped on by you. I'm willing to serve you like this forever, to lick your feet forever.

" "Ha, that's not bad either. It's always good to have someone to serve you," Qing Qing teased, emboldened by the alcohol.

"Really, thank you, my goddess. I'm willing to be your slave forever, master," Lei Zi said gratefully, kowtowing to Qing Qing.

Qing Qing tapped Lei Zi's head with her toe and said, "Then continue serving me. My feet aren't clean yet. Kneel properly at my feet and lick them for me. This is a favor from your master." "As she spoke, Qingqing kicked Leizi in the face.

Leizi felt an inexplicable surge of emotion; at that moment, he felt that everything he had belonged to Qingqing. He knelt on the ground, frantically sucking and licking Qingqing's feet. Qingqing was also infected by his emotions and couldn't help but moan, occasionally thrusting her feet forcefully into Leizi's mouth. Leizi became more and more excited, following Qingqing's feet upwards and kissing her."

Lei

Zi began kissing Qing Qing's feet, then her ankles, gradually moving upwards. Although she was already a young woman, Qing Qing's slender, fair legs were still well-maintained, which was inherently alluring to men. Especially since she was wearing a skirt today, Lei Zi, kneeling below, had a perfect view of the beautiful curves of her legs.

Ah, Lei Zi, just beginning to experience romantic feelings, was kneeling before a woman for the first time, licking her feet for so long, feeling his blood boiling. How could he resist such temptation? Naturally, Lei Zi pulled Qing Qing's feet into his arms and began kissing her legs. Every inch of her skin was gently caressed by Lei Zi's warm, moist tongue, which made Qing Qing... Qing was becoming increasingly excited. Before she knew it, Lei Zi's lips were close to Qing Qing's private parts. There, her juices were flowing freely, already soaking through her pink panties.

It was her first time, and Lei Zi hesitated, though he desperately wanted to kiss her. He didn't dare act rashly, struggling between advancing and retreating several times, before finally succumbing to the overwhelming temptation and pressing his lips heavily against Qing Qing's private parts.

Qing Qing instinctively tried to block him with her hand. After all, Qing Qing was a reserved woman; although her husband had kissed her there before, she still felt uncomfortable having another man kiss her there.

"Master, let me kiss you, I'm your slave!" Lei Zi pleaded in a trembling voice. "Alright, only through your underwear," Qing Qing hesitated before replying, her face flushed red with embarrassment. "Yes, sir," Lei Zi respectfully kowtowed several times to Qing Qing's crotch, then pressed his mouth tightly against her private parts, his tongue moving vigorously back and forth. Qing Qing's underwear, worn all day and still smelling slightly fishy from the recent flow of her juices, was slightly unpleasant to Lei Zi, but this was quickly overshadowed by overwhelming desire and excitement.

Looking at the handsome young man beneath her, kissing her private parts with an almost frenzied adoration, and feeling waves of intoxicating tingling sensations, Qing Qing could no longer resist and let out a soft moan. She even regretted her earlier restraint, wondering why she had only let him kiss her through her underwear.

At this moment, Lei Zi truly dared not cross the line, only lingering outside her underwear.

It was a truly awkward situation for both of them.

Since they were already in this situation, they might as well go all the way. Qingqing finally decided to break the deadlock. She grabbed Lei's hair with one hand, letting his mouth rub against her genitals. She then placed one foot on Lei's back, rubbing it with the sole of her foot. Her other foot pressed against Lei's already rock-hard penis. To cooperate with Lei's tongue, Qingqing thrust her buttocks forward and backward to achieve maximum pleasure.

Under this multi-pronged attack, Lei's fragile defenses had already crumbled. He raised his head and murmured, "Master, could you take off your underwear?" "His eyes were filled with longing and pleading.

Looking at this pitiful man, Qing felt a sense of satisfaction from being worshipped, and decided to treat him as a plaything.

"Okay, but you just kissed his feet, so you need to rinse your mouth."

Lei felt like he had been granted a pardon and rinsed his mouth as quickly as possible. When he returned, Qing was already sitting on the edge of the bed. Lei knelt down in front of Qing, looking at her with expectant eyes.

At this moment, Qing had also made up her mind to abandon all restraint and let herself go to the fullest extent."

"Come on, you little slut, use your filthy mouth to take off my panties," Qing suddenly felt that this was the most satisfying way to talk. "Yes, Master," Lei replied respectfully, but he couldn't hold back any longer and eagerly pounced on her mouth. But taking off a pair of panties with your mouth wasn't easy, especially since it was Lei's first time, and Qing was deliberately teasing him, constantly wiggling her buttocks. After a lot of effort, Lei finally managed to bite the crotch of the panties and pull them off Qing's legs. At this moment, Lei knelt in front of her with Qing's panties in his mouth, looking exactly like a little dog.

Qing took the panties out of Lei's mouth, tore off the panty liner, which was still covered with Qing's secretions from the day. Qing smeared the panty liner vigorously on Lei's mouth, "Come on, smell my scent, do you want to eat it, handsome little guy?"

"Want some?" Lei answered truthfully. "Okay, good dog, now use your slutty tongue to worship my little sister. Oh, and put my panties on your head first."

Lei obediently put Qingqing's panties, which she had worn all day, on his head, his eyes still revealing boundless gratitude.

"Come on, hurry up." Qing spread her legs and put them on Lei's shoulders. Lei crawled forward on his knees, and only then could he observe Qing's genitals up close for the first time. Between her fair buttocks, under a dense thicket of hair, were two red lips. Because she was no longer a virgin, the red was tinged with black, but this only added to her mystery and sexiness. Lei worshipped her like a sacred object, first sweeping his tongue across the groove between her labia, which had a faint salty taste. Then he gently curled Qing's clitoris, and her nectar flowed out like water. Lei hurriedly sucked the two lips with his whole mouth, and the nectar flowed into Lei's mouth. It was a faint, tasteless sensation, but it made Lei tremble with excitement. At this moment, Lei was like a child suckling milk, his hands embracing Qing's buttocks, his mouth tightly sucking on Qing's labia, greedily drinking Qing's nectar. Qing, on the other hand, was also aroused by her latent maternal instincts, nursing Lei with her lower orifice, while gently stroking Lei's back with one foot, as if she were caressing her own child.

Long afterward, Lei's mischievous tongue finally couldn't resist and plunged into Qing's vagina, thrusting in and out.

His tongue touched the warm, wet walls of Qing's vagina, and Lei was already at the peak of excitement.

Qing felt waves of intense pleasure crashing over her, and she couldn't help but moan loudly. All restraint and shyness were long gone.

"Faster, harder... Ah, ah, faster, bite my labia, bite harder, ah—, suck it!"

"Tongue, don't stop, keep going in, faster, faster, you slut, make your master feel good, then I can feed you honey."

Under Qing's command, Lei diligently served Qing's vagina with his lips and tongue, simultaneously enjoying the immense pleasure it brought.

Finally, under this relentless assault, with a cry of "Ah!", Qing climaxed. Qing tightly gripped Lei's hair, wrapped her legs around his neck, and pressed his mouth firmly against her labia, climaxing completely in his mouth. She wanted to give everything she had to this adorable boy.

"This is from my master's body, a gift from me, you must enjoy it," Qing murmured dreamily. "Thank you for your gift," Lei mumbled incoherently, unable to speak clearly. At the same time, Lei reached his climax, ejaculating entirely into his pants. For both of them, they had achieved their greatest pleasure.

This continued for a while, until Qing, limp and exhausted, lay on the bed, and Lei, limp and exhausted, lay between Qing's legs.

After a period of low energy, the urge slowly rekindled in Qing and Lei's hearts. They shared the same thought: to make the most of this night and fully enjoy life.

3

As their strength returned, Qing sat up and kicked Lei's head. "I'm going to take a shower, I'm too dirty, you should shower too later."

For Qing, this was, after all, an experience of betraying her family, so she had to genuinely see Lei as just a plaything; only then would her guilt subside.

Lei knelt up and pleaded, "Let me wash you."

"You've got quite a few demands, haven't you? Fine, since you're handsome, I'll grant it," Qingqing teased Lei, kicking him on the head again. "Hurry up and thank me!"

"Thank you, Master," Lei kowtowed hastily. Qingqing was about to leave when Lei grabbed her foot.

"What are you doing? Want to lick again? We'll play after the bath," Qingqing deliberately placed her other foot near Lei's mouth, then playfully removed it when Lei stuck out his tongue.

"No, you're Master, I want to be Master's horse, that is, let me carry you to the bath," Lei stammered, blushing. "Oh? I didn't realize you were so loyal. Okay, I agree, you slut."

Lei happily lay down on the ground, and Qingqing, without any hesitation, straddled Lei's back, her wet vulva pressed against his back.

Lei was very tall, and the petite Qing felt very comfortable riding him; it really felt like riding a horse.

Qing clamped Lei's ribs between her legs, grabbed his hair with one hand, and slapped his buttocks with the other. "Giddy up, horse, gallop!"

Lei scurried towards the bathroom, feeling quite like he was riding a horse.

It was Qing's first time experiencing riding a person. Although it wasn't very stable, she was still psychologically satisfied to be riding a grown man like a horse.

Once inside the bathroom, Qing dismounted, and Lei knelt beside her.

"How are you going to wash me?" Qing asked with a smile.

"Let me help you take off your clothes first," Lei said impatiently.

Qing blushed slightly, but then, deciding to go for it, she said, "Okay."

So Lei knelt in front of Qing, first untying her belt, then slowly pulling down her skirt. To show his devotion, when Qing lifted her foot, Lei kissed the sole of her foot with reverence.

Lei then raised his hands to unbutton Qing's shirt. It was the first time Qing had ever seen someone so devoutly undress her, and although she was a little shy, the feeling of being the master was truly intoxicating.

When Qing appeared naked in front of Lei, he was truly captivated. Her well-proportioned figure, large breasts, and round buttocks made her look like a model in a photograph. Lei, experiencing love for the first time, could no longer suppress his passion and once again passionately kissed Qing's vulva.

"Take a bath before you play, be good, listen to me," Qing scolded playfully. Lei seemed to wake from a dream, reluctantly pulling his mouth away from Qing's private parts, still savoring the feeling from just now.

"Aren't you going to wash?" Qing asked. Only then did Lei realize that his lower body was sticky and uncomfortable after ejaculating, so he took off all his clothes and threw them aside.

Lei's physique was also very attractive, with well-developed muscles and slightly dark skin. His entire figure, combined with his handsome face, would normally make him the prince charming in the hearts of many women.

But now, this man was just Qing's slave.

Qing turned around and turned on the water tap. A trickle of water flowed down Qing's body, past the dense forest above her vulva, and gathered into a clear spring, flowing downwards.

Lei involuntarily opened his mouth to catch the sweet spring water.

"Give me a bath first, have you forgotten your duty?" Qing kicked Lei's head away, scolding playfully.

"Yes, Master." Lei seemed to snap out of a daze, then picked up a bottle of shower gel and began applying it to Qing's body. "Good, wash it clean, good girl." It was the first time someone had served her a bath, and Qing felt very comfortable.

Lei was also very diligent, gently stroking Qing's armpits, groin, and all over her body.

However, kneeling, Lei couldn't reach Qing's hair, so he said, "Can I stand up and wash your hair?" “

Okay,” Qing said. Lei, feeling both apprehensive and eager, stood up and began washing Qing’s long hair. It was a beautiful, smooth head of hair, which glided gently under Lei’s fingertips. Lei was completely absorbed in washing Qing’s hair.

When every inch of Qing’s body was clean, Lei knelt before her and asked, “Is it done now?”

“Hmm, not bad, well done. How can I reward you?” Qing asked deliberately. “May I use the water that flows from your body to bathe?” “Okay, I agree.” Qing found it amusing, so Lei knelt between Qing’s legs. Water flowed down Qing’s body, forming a thin stream as it reached her private parts.

Lei carefully caught the stream in his hands, cupped it to his lips, and tasted it.

"Is it good?" Qing asked. "It's very sweet, it smells like Master," Lei replied. "Hurry up and wash, I'm so tired,"

Qing pretended to be angry. So Lei hurriedly used the water to wash his head and body. Thinking that the water was flowing from Qing's private parts, Lei was very excited.

Qing was tired, so she simply rode on Lei's head, and the water flowed out, flowing from Lei's head all over his body.

Watching Lei wash tirelessly, Qing said, "Okay, I'm really tired." Lei had to end his dream journey, stood up, turned off the water valve, gently dried Qing's body with a towel, and then picked up Qing's feet and put slippers on her.

"You should dry yourself off too, I don't want to ride a wet horse," Qing said, clearly treating Lei as her mount.

Lei felt a surge of desire, glanced gratefully at Qing, then dried himself off and obediently knelt beside her, waiting for his beloved mistress to mount him.

Qing then mounted Lei's back naked. This time, Lei truly felt Qing's wet vulva, sitting on her back—a blissful sensation.

Soon, Lei carried Qing to the bedside, then knelt obediently there, waiting for his mistress to dismount.

Qingqing dismounted and sat on the edge of the bed, hooking Lei's chin with one foot. "Now you can continue serving me," Qing said. Lei couldn't hold back any longer and pounced on her, sucking her mouth tightly on her private parts, his tongue thrusting back and forth inside her.

Qing was a sexually experienced woman; having already climaxed once, she didn't want to be brought to orgasm too soon. She wanted to slowly enjoy Lei's service. Moreover, Qing had now come to enjoy the feeling of being the master, so she wanted to play with her little slave properly.

So Qing grabbed Lei's hair and pulled his head away from her private parts. Lei thought he had done something wrong and looked at Qing blankly.

Qing kicked Lei in the waist. "Alright, the floor is cold. Come to the bed." Then Qing turned and leaned against the bed. Pointing to the spot at her feet, she commanded naturally, "Kneel here."

Lei looked at Qing gratefully, climbed onto the bed, and obediently knelt between Qing's legs, like a schoolboy who had made a mistake.

Qing gently lifted Lei's chin with her foot. "Come, let your master take a good look at you."

This was the first time Qing had seriously observed Lei's naked body: broad shoulders, well-developed pectoral muscles, strong arms, a angular face, and bright, dark eyes—everywhere radiating youth and vitality.

"Truly a captivating person," Qing thought to herself. And yet, this very person was now kneeling obediently before her, waiting for her favor with expectant eyes. The feeling was like a dream.

Qing wanted to completely conquer this man. This woman, after everything that had happened tonight, had fallen in love with the feeling of being a queen. She wanted to make the man before her completely submit to her feet.

So she lifted one foot and gently stroked Lei's body, like caressing a beloved doll.

Lei knelt quietly, feeling Qing's soft, boneless foot travel from the top of his head to his cheek, nose, lips, neck, chest, and down, finally landing on his already hard penis. Lei felt Qing's boundless love for him. Time flowed silently, and Lei wished it could stand still. He could kneel before his master forever, forever at Qing's feet, receiving this caress.

Looking

at Lei's ecstatic expression, Qing felt as if she were in a dream. Did she truly possess the allure of a queen?

Reality and illusion, dream and wakefulness—wasn't life often like this? Qing withdrew her foot, hooking it around Lei's neck, pulling his head towards her private parts. Lei was clever; he immediately understood Qing's meaning, obediently placing his head before Qing's vulva, but not rushing to kiss her.

If before, Lei's kisses on Qing's private parts were driven by sexual urges, a frenzied, forceful assault, now it was more of love, of adoration.

Kneeling beneath Qing's legs, Lei's eyes were filled only with Qing's lips, and at this moment, Lei wished this were his entire world; he wanted to cherish and protect her with all his heart. So he gently extended his tongue, tracing its soft edge across her lips. At this moment, he wanted to offer all his love to the beauty before him. He wanted to use his mouth, his entire being, to nourish Qing's secret place, no longer merely to suck her nectar.

Qing felt Lei's love and adoration, and she couldn't help but moan passionately.

Everything was so natural and harmonious. Qing's secret place seemed to merge with Lei's lips and tongue.

Qing reached out and lifted Lei's head. Lei gazed at Qing affectionately, his eyes no longer filled with shyness.

"Come on, lie down a little higher," Qing said. So Lei lay down on Qing's smooth body, his penis already pressed against her secret place.

"Pick me up," Qing quietly closed her eyes.

Lei's strong arms passed under Qing's legs, pulling her into his embrace. Then Lei stood up, Qing's legs wrapped around his waist, and Lei's penis could no longer resist, thus penetrating Qing's body.

Qing let out a soft cry, lowering her head and pressing it against Lei's shoulder.

Lei held Qing tightly, thrusting forcefully. Qing's warm, moist vulva gave Lei the greatest pleasure in the world.

"Ah, ah," Qing clung tightly to Lei's neck, her buttocks rising and falling with his movements, the feeling like riding a horse, galloping through endless clouds.

"Master, Master," Lei called out to Qing passionately.

"Little slave, you've served your master so well, your master will give you so much honey to drink," Qing murmured as if in a dream.

"Master, I want to serve you like this forever," Lei said urgently. "Alright, little slave, my slave husband, put your whole body inside me, and you'll stay in my honey cave from now on."

"Master wife, then I can drink honey every day, right?"

"Yes, but you have to satisfy me first, ah, ah, faster, faster." Qingqing continued to tighten her legs around Lei's waist, grabbing Lei's hair with one hand like a horse's reins, while the other hand slapped Lei's face repeatedly.

"You slutty little husband, be my horse properly, hurry up, giddy up!" Qingqing's slaps on Lei's face became harder and harder; at this moment, Qingqing had already forgotten everything.

Under this slapping, Lei not only felt no pain, but it also aroused the servility within him. He felt that he really was a horse under his master's crotch, now carrying his master at a gallop. I belong to my master, I must run fast, I must run fast, Lei had only one thought.

Finally, Lei could no longer hold back, and his gushing flowed out like a spring. In this most frenzied moment, Lei continued to thrust forcefully into Qing's body, wanting to give himself entirely to his master. He felt he completely belonged to Qing.

Qing also reached the peak of excitement. As Lei's penis throbbed and trembled inside her, she felt as if his penis had suddenly grown much larger, threatening to burst her vagina, which involuntarily contracted. At this moment, Qing had lost control. She tightly embraced Lei's head and pressed her right breast against his mouth.

Lei collapsed onto the bed, and Qing, utterly exhausted, lay limply on top of him. In a daze, she felt a warm, moist tongue gently sliding across her nipple.

Time passed quietly, the two lying in bed, each able to hear the other's heartbeat. A cool evening breeze blew in through the window, gently caressing their bodies.

Qing rolled over, got off Lei, and lay down beside him. She was utterly exhausted; the frenzy had drained all her strength. Now, all she wanted was to rest and savor the lingering passion in her dreams.

After a while, Qing felt Lei get up beside her and kneel between her legs. He was actually using his tongue to clean her private parts. Qing opened her eyes and glanced down. The young man was kneeling earnestly between her legs, diligently licking. "

What a thoughtful man," Qing thought to herself. She knew her private parts were sticky and uncomfortable, but the exhaustion after the passion made her unwilling to get up and wash. Qing reached out and gently patted Lei's head in approval.

Meanwhile, the young Lei was regaining his strength. In his eyes, Qing was like a goddess; he wanted to worship this beautiful mistress with his body and soul. Looking at this honeyed cave that had given him the greatest pleasure in the world, he felt obligated to clean her properly and caress her with his lips and tongue.

The fluid flowing from the honeyed cave was a mixture of his and Qing's love fluids. Lei swallowed this fluid; regardless of the taste, he only knew it came from Qing's body, and he wanted to keep Qing's essence inside him forever.

"Pour me a glass of water," Qing said, feeling thirsty.

Lei hurriedly poured a glass of water, returned, knelt by the bed, and held the glass above his head.

Qing sat up, leaned against the bed, took the glass, and drank half of the water.

"Are you thirsty?" Qing asked. Lei nodded. Yes, he had just finished and his mouth was sticky with fluid; it would be strange if he wasn't thirsty.

"Come on, open your mouth, I'll feed you." Qing suddenly had a new idea. She wanted to make Lei completely submit to her; she wanted to completely control the man before her. She wanted Lei to drink the water that had flowed over her labia; she wanted this handsome face to be forever beneath her, serving her honeypot.

Qing made Lei kneel down, open his mouth, and catch the water under her labia. Then she slowly poured water into her private parts, gently cleaning her honeypot with her fingers.

Water splashed everywhere, some flowing into Lei's mouth, some splashing onto his face. Lei gently removed Qing's fingers, stuck out his tongue, and gently teased Qing's labia. He wanted to use his tongue instead of Qing's fingers to clean her honeypot.

Qing looked at Lei with satisfaction, placed the cup against her lower abdomen, and let the water slide down gently. The water flowed along the abdominal wall to the genitals, guided by Lei's tongue, turning past the labia, and finally converging into one stream, flowing along Lei's tongue into his mouth.

A thirsty person finds all water sweet, and Lei, with his mouth parched, felt a sweet spring gushing into his mouth, nourishing his internal organs.

Lei couldn't help but wonder if he had truly encountered a goddess.

Even after the cup of water was finished, Lei remained kneeling there, still wanting more, completely absorbed.

5

"Alright, carry me to the bathroom, I need to relieve myself," Qing commanded Lei.

Lei obediently knelt down, carrying his master, and crawled towards the bathroom.

"Come, kneel at the door and wait for me to come out." Qing stood up. "No, I don't want to leave my master," Lei pleaded. "Just for a little while, you don't want me to suffocate, do

you?" "I can kneel beside you and massage your feet when you're relieving yourself," Lei said. "Really? That's nice, but won't you smell?" Qing found it fascinating. "Of course not, everything about my master smells the best," Lei replied earnestly. "Okay, come on." Having someone massage her feet while she urinates is a completely new experience for Qing, and she really wants to try it.

So, Lei knelt at Qing's feet and massaged them. Qing sat down on the toilet, closed her eyes, and slowly enjoyed Lei's service. It was the first time someone had watched her urinate like this, and she wasn't used to it. Qing slowly calmed herself down, and finally, with a burst of effort, the pent-up liquid gushed out, the water splashing and making a splashing sound.

At this moment, Lei, kneeling on the ground, heard the sound of the water and felt a surge of heat throughout his body, a strange excitement rising in his heart. Even his hands, which were massaging Qing's feet, began to tremble.

A pungent, foul odor filled the bathroom. Qing was only human; even human urine smelled unpleasant, let alone a woman married for six years.

Smelling this, Qing blushed slightly and glanced shyly at Lei. Strangely, Lei, standing at her feet, seemed intently inhaling the scent of her urine.

Qing stood up, tore off a piece of toilet paper, and tried to wipe away the remaining drops of urine from her labia. Suddenly, she saw Lei staring at her with a longing look, and a thought struck her. She wanted to test Lei.

"Come on, you slutty little husband, lick it clean," Qing said without hesitation, pressing Lei's head down and straddling his face with her vulva. She didn't press her genitals directly onto Lei's mouth, but maintained a short distance, wanting him to lick it willingly. She wanted to test just how much he adored her.

At this moment, Qing's vulva was right above Lei's face, with a few glistening droplets still clinging to it, which, in Lei's eyes, looked like beautiful pearls. He gently extended his tongue, carefully scooping up a single drop. The faint bitterness was refreshing, like nectar.

Watching Lei lick her genitals, Qing knew she had completely conquered this young man, a sense of satisfaction welling up within her. "Does it taste good?" she asked. "Mmm, mmm," Lei readily agreed. Qing's last shred of reserve vanished, and she pressed her vulva tightly against Lei's mouth, rubbing it back and forth a few times.

"Alright, alright, as long as you're good, I'll feed you sometime," he said, feeling utterly satisfied.

Lei carried Qing back to bed, then lay quietly in her arms, inhaling the mature woman's fragrance emanating from her armpits.

Lei and Qing finally fell into a deep sleep.

[The End]

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