【Orange Peel Texture - Witty and Eloquent】

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Previous Chapter

Su Yu has been quite troubled lately.

She and her husband, Tong Yun, had been dating for seven years. After the so-called seven-year itch, they finally tied the knot two years ago, and then had a son in the "grave of love.

" To this day, they are still very much in love, but there are some minor issues. Su Yu always thought she was naturally beautiful and wouldn't develop stretch marks after giving birth to her son, what's called "orange peel" in Cantonese. Unexpectedly, God is indeed fair; she couldn't escape it, and a few faint…orange peel lines appeared on her belly.

It must be said that Su Yu's confidence in her natural beauty stemmed from her tall stature of 1.7 meters, a slender figure with a curvaceous bust. Her 35C bust had become a 34D after giving birth to her son, Tong Yun.

Perky and round, the most enviable bamboo shoot-shaped breasts, full but showing no signs of sagging. Her areolas, the size of coins, remained pink, and her small nipples, sensitive like the leaves of a mimosa, were her husband's favorite sanctuary. Her slender waist, aside from a few lines on her skin, was perfectly maintained. Her buttocks were firm and shapely, without the fullness of a young woman's, but rather like those of a youthful woman.

As for her face, needless to say, it was stunning. Su Yu couldn't help but giggle every time she looked in the mirror; she was simply too beautiful.

Her long, wispy black hair cascaded over her shoulders, partially obscuring her delicate ears. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were alluring and phoenix-shaped, and her thin lips seemed to hint at a kiss, but, well, sexy is all that matters. In short, Su Yu was the kind of person who would mutter to herself every day, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?" Well, besides that, Su Yu also had a romantic yet steady husband. Tong Yun was already in his early thirties, but he still acted like a young man, showering Su Yu with care and concern every day. In addition to his hard work and high position, he was also a stay-at-home husband, returning home on time every day to take care of his wife and children.

When they got married, their friends jokingly called them "the couple who could turn the world upside down." Su Yu, of course, upheld her "gentle Suzhou dialect" virtues, successfully transforming from a wild girlfriend into a virtuous wife and loving mother.

With such a happy family, Su Yu felt she couldn't ask for anything more. Of course, except for her recent worry: stretch marks.

Their son, Tong Hua, lived a happy and carefree life, just like the children in fairy tales. However, since Tong Hua's birth, Su Yu's belly had developed faint stretch marks, driving her to the brink of madness. Actually, Tong Yun had repeatedly stated that he didn't mind, even lewdly mentioning his love for oranges while kissing his wife's genitals. So, whenever Su Yu vigorously peeled an orange, it meant she wanted it.

However, from then on, the word "orange" was forbidden in their home. Tong Yun immediately declared he couldn't handle it.

Because of this literary inquisition at home, he mispronounced Harlem Yu's name at work as "Geng Dengqing," causing a stir among his colleagues.

But what bothered Su Yu wasn't that; it was that Tong Yun had been busy with a project lately and hadn't been intimate with her for a long time. The temperature of their love had begun to cool as their marriage had gradually stabilized. And when her husband didn't come home from his night shift last night, and she slept alone in bed with their child, she felt a profound loneliness all night long.

Su Yu certainly didn't doubt her husband's loyalty, but she felt she should take the initiative and change the situation.

This morning, she woke up and touched the empty bed beside her. Su Yu made up her mind to rekindle the flame of passion in their marriage. Wearing a purple lace lingerie set and a beige wide-necked skirt suit, Su Yu drove her red Volkswagen DD back to the company with a burst of energy.

She rushed into the company with great enthusiasm, only to be disappointedly told by the time clock that she was late.

"Shit! Life has gotten to me again," Su Yu muttered, ruining her carefully combed hair.

"Little Fish, what's bothering you?" A young woman approached, her long, narrow eyes crinkling at the corners, her lips full yet adding to her allure. She looked to be in her thirties, but still possessed a captivating charm. An undeniable seductive aura emanated from her, swaying with her rounded hips.

This woman was Su Yu's close friend, named Murong Rong. No one knew if her surname was Mu or Murong, but everyone considered her a beauty, so they called her Sister You.

As for Little Fish, that was a nickname given to Su Yu by her colleagues. Originally, she was called Xiao Yu, but Su Yu thought it was too common, so Sister You, with a seductive moan, "Little Fish..." And that's how the nickname stuck.

Su Yu watched as the alluring Sister You walked up to her, her breasts, no less impressive than her own, creating a tempting cleavage. Her eyes lit up, and she tugged at Sister You, pleading, "Good sister, you have to save me!" "Oh, you're even calling me 'sister' now. So, what's going on?" Sister You casually tossed her hair aside, exuding a captivating charm.

"I feel like Hammer and I have lost our passion..." Su Yu said, her brows furrowed. "Hammer" was Su Yu's nickname for Tong Yun. Because Tong Yun's penis had a large glans but a slender shaft, resembling a small hammer, Su Yu would often yell "Damn Hammer!" when Tong Yun was having sex with her. It became a habit, and since their marriage, except for calling him "husband" on their wedding day, she always referred to Tong Yun as "Hammer."

"No passion? What's wrong? He hasn't been with you these past few days, are you getting lovesick?" Sister You playfully nudged Su Yu's pert breasts.

"Get lost! Touching my breasts again, when yours are practically falling out..." Su Yu slapped Sister You's hand away with a playful laugh, retaliating by squeezing her E-cup breasts. Sister You's ample breasts were the object of sexual fantasies for countless repressed men in the company; those who knew her real name secretly said that Sister You truly lived up to her name, "Big Breasts with Ample Capacity."

The two were close and talked about everything; such playful banter was commonplace, always arousing the company's men.

After Sister You's teasing, Su Yu's irritable mood improved considerably. Just as she was about to return to her seat to prepare for work, her pert buttocks were suddenly touched by a large hand. Su Yu didn't need to look to know who it was. She turned around and pinched the man's crotch, a sinister smile on her face, saying, "Honey, do you want it...?" The man she pinched was none other than the company's boss, Wang Gong.

Wang Gong was in his forties, a plump, fair-skinned man with a face that was always beaming with smiles, though not overly fleshy. His narrow eyes, when squinted, gave off an impression that could be summed up in two words: lecherous.

According to Wang Gong, his family named him that because they wanted him to live like royalty. Fortunately, he certainly lived up to that. As the company boss, he occasionally arrived late, took advantage of female employees, and lived a life of leisure.

Wang Gong was very lecherous, a fact he himself admitted. Every time a new female employee joined the company, he would introduce himself, listing all his strengths and weaknesses: obesity, lechery, diligence, courage, self-reliance, perseverance… Then, he would look at the female employee with a lecherous gaze and say, “From now on, don’t call me Chairman Wang. I prefer people to call me Old Gong.” Each such self-introduction would elicit whispers from the more assertive women.

"Shameless! You really think you're some high-ranking official?"

"Bullshit! My husband slept with me last night, did you?"

"If you're so capable, marry me, and I might actually marry you!"

...

At first, all the female employees thought they had been stuck with a lewd and depraved boss, crying out injustice. However, after getting to know him, they discovered that Wang Gong was actually a very good person. He was lecherous and would take advantage of others, but he would never actually do anything to the female employees. Whenever any employee was in trouble, he would be there to help them.

Once, Sister You's child had a high fever in the middle of the night, and her husband wasn't home. She wanted to call Wang Gong to ask for leave, but without a word, Wang Gong drove to Sister You's house and took her child to the hospital. He was busy taking care of everything, spending money and effort, but afterwards, he didn't mention it to anyone.

Once, when Su Yu was pregnant with Tong Hua, she went through a miscarriage. Wang Gong and Tong Yun helped her to the hospital, and afterwards, they acted as if nothing had happened.

There were many such incidents, so everyone knew what kind of person Wang Gong was. Of course, he still couldn't resist taking advantage of the female employees at the company, such as peeping at their breasts during work inspections, squeezing their buttocks in the cramped break room, or replying "Good wife" when a female employee called him "Old Gong."

Over time, the female employees became immune to him. They didn't know if he was pretending to be lewd or lewd. Among them, Sister You and Su Yu were the ones who could joke with him the most. This scene, like the one before them, wasn't the first time it had happened.

Su Yu's small hand pinched Wang Gong's testicles, her face slightly flushed, but she didn't let go. She smiled seductively, "Husband... what do you want to do?" Wang Gong felt a chill run down his spine, fearing that Su Yu might accidentally castrate him, leaving him with no way to express his despair. He forced a smile and pleaded, "Little Fish, good wife, I was wrong, okay? Please don't do this... I don't want to be a eunuch..." Despite Su Yu pinching his vulnerable spot, Wang Gong was still involuntarily aroused by her fragrance, his penis showing signs of erection. The sharp-eyed Sister You had already noticed his change and teased,

"Little husband, not bad, having your manhood grabbed, you still dare to have wild thoughts." Although Sister You looked only in her thirties, she was actually over forty, and her husband was nearing fifty, hence the nickname "little husband."

Su Yu felt the object in her hand growing larger and harder, and had to let go, saying fiercely, "I told you not to tease me, and you've already slapped my butt so hard, are you really willing to let that happen...?" "Hehe, I'm not willing to let that happen. The company's three beauties are indispensable." Wang Gong chuckled as he straightened his clothes and headed towards his room.

Su Yu's company was quite large, and under Wang Gong's leadership, employee benefits were excellent, so it was thriving. Wang Gong relied most heavily on the company's three beauties, who were not only beautiful but also highly capable, not just pretty faces.

These three beauties naturally included Su Yu, Sister You, and a recent college graduate named Lin Ruo. Despite being a newcomer, she acted like a seasoned veteran, quite used to Wang Gong's teasing. She even once teased him back, saying, "Honey, is your dick big? Fuck me, and I'll call you 'honey' every day..." This made the lecherous Wang Gong blush and sigh inwardly at the state of young people these days... This is the company where Su Yu works. Because of Wang Gong's special boss, the company feels like a big family, so Tong Yun trusts Su Yu completely.

Seeing Wang Gong leave, Su Yu pulled Sister You aside and continued, "With him messing things up, I completely forgot about the important matter... Where's the passion, sister, give me some passion!" Sister You, seeing the fierce glint in Su Yu's eyes as if she wanted to devour her whole, couldn't help but chuckle, her charm overflowing. She pinched Su Yu's not-so-fleshy oval face and said, "Silly Yu Yu, men all like excitement. A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a prostitute, a prostitute is not as good as a stolen affair... You can make him suspect you're keeping a lover outside, but you can't let him find out.

Men all have a strange cuckold complex. Once you use this trick, I guarantee your Tong Yun will be raping you every day, hehe..." Su Yu spat at Sister You, pondered for a moment, and felt this method was feasible. But there was still one problem: who should she choose as the object of this affair?

Sister You saw through her thoughts and teased, "How about lending you my guy? I'm afraid you'll think he's too old... Or, how about Wang Gong? Anyway, your Tong Yun isn't familiar with him. He's a pervert in the office, the perfect choice. You've never touched Wang Gong's thing when it's erect, have you? The size... it's like a baseball bat..." "Get out of here!" Su Yu slapped Sister You's round buttocks, but her eyes lit up as she looked wickedly at Wang Gong's office, muttering, "Honey, I'm sorry to have to put you through this..." Su Yu took out her newly bought iPhone from her prbdb bag and answered Tong Yun's call:

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable... Sao Rui, the number..." "Shit! He must be in a meeting again, that damn project!" Su Yu cursed, completely oblivious to her natural beauty. Her nimble, slender fingers tapped across the screen, typing a text message: "Hey, I'm working overtime today, I'll be home late. Eat by yourself... *kiss*..." Send, successful. Su Yu closed her phone, her beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed, lost in thought. Looking at her outfit, Su Yu inwardly cursed herself for being such a show-off. She was a graduate of a prestigious university, after all; her handbag was PRBDB, her phone an iPhone, her wallet an LV. Thankfully, her breasts weren't Korean, they were genuine.

But Su Yu still felt like a fool. Her curves were one thing, but what she was most proud of were her long, straight, jade-like legs. Standing there, crossed, they could outshine even a model. And she loved wearing flesh-colored stockings and rhinestone high heels, her small, delicate feet encased in thin stockings, her glistening toes peeking out. Oh well, she was naturally beautiful and flawless; let those stinky men feast their eyes.

She combed her messy hair, her high heels clicking on the floor, leaving behind a pack of greedy eyes.

Time flies, and the day is over in the blink of an eye.

Tong Yun dragged his tired body home. He had sent Xiao Tonghua to his mother-in-law's, hoping to enjoy a rare night alone with Su Yu. He checked his phone, only to find a text from Su Yu saying she was working overtime, making him shake his head.

Now thirty-two, Tong Yun still radiated youthful energy, his handsome face always bearing a faint smile.

The stubble on his lips added a touch of maturity and composure, yet he still exuded a humorous and interesting charm.

Tong Yun always considered marrying Su Yu an immense stroke of luck. They had built a small family and had their adorable Xiao Tonghua, and were already very content. It was just that a recent project at work had kept him incredibly busy, leaving him no time for romance and passion with Su Yu.

He returned home, took a cold shower, and the cold water from the showerhead refreshed his face. Suddenly, his phone rang: "I sent the wrong message in the flower field... We agreed... Forget about it before dawn..." Okay, Wang Leehom is Tong Yun's idol.

He casually wiped the water off his body, returned to the bedroom, picked up the same iPhone as Su Yu, and the caller ID read: "Little White Sheep." This was his nickname for Su Yu. To retaliate against Su Yu for refusing to call him "husband" and instead revealing their bed nickname to the world, Tong Yun didn't hold back.

Su Yu not only had looks but also inner beauty. Her jade clam was the rare "layered peaks," her tight little hole like a sheep's intestines. Coupled with Su Yu's snow-white skin, she looked like a little white sheep when she took off her clothes, so Tong Yun called Su Yu "Little White Sheep." Okay, I'm stating the obvious.

Tong Yun looked at his phone, a happy expression on his face. Sure enough, Little White Sheep still couldn't bear to leave me and always had to call back to ask. He picked up the phone and answered, "Hello, Little White Sheep..." No one answered.

Tong Yun was puzzled when he suddenly heard the sound of a table clattering. A man's voice hurriedly said, "Wife...you're so tight..." A seductive woman's voice panted in reply, "Tight my ass...oh...it's because you're too thick, be gentle, husband..." It was Su Yu!

Tong Yun recognized the woman's voice, and his heart pounded. His vision went black as a surge of emotions rushed to his head, a mixture of pain, confusion, anger, and a strange...excitement.

Tong Yun was about to throw the iPhone out the window when he looked down at his instantly engorged penis and bitterly mocked himself, "I really am a scumbag..." Suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, his legs trembling, he collapsed onto the bed, gritting his teeth as he listened to the voice coming from the other end of the phone.

"Husband... ahhh, it's so deep, you're so hard... it's killing me..." "Little Fish, you're better than your man, right..." "Better... oh, you're so strong, fuck me... you bastard, you're forcing yourself on me... ahhh, slower, but... it really feels good..." "Your tits are so big..."

"Get lost... Ah... Don't take off my clothes, I've already been fucked by you... Don't expect me to cooperate... Oh, oh, oh, so thick..." *Snap!* Tong Yun turned off his phone. The sounds inside grew increasingly unbearable. Su Yu's seductive moans made Tong Yun even more miserable. She had never moaned like this when they were together.

Wait, right? Su Yu never moaned during sex. A sudden thought struck Tong Yun. He was very confident in his relationship with Su Yu. During sex, Su Yu would only silently enjoy herself, occasionally letting out a few moans as a form of arousal, never like this. Tong Yun began to have doubts, but he didn't let anger cloud his judgment. He sat quietly on the bed, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, in Wang Gong's office.

Su Yu wasn't having an affair with Wang Gong as she had on the phone. She sat on the sofa next to him, a knife in one hand and that wretched orange in the other, quickly peeling the... orange peel. Every time she peeled the orange, it was a message of her begging Tong Yun for sex. Tong Yun wasn't here today, yet she had to perform such intimate acts with this fat man, causing her face to flush slightly.

As she peeled the orange, she groaned, "Oh...you're killing me..." Wang Gong had no choice but to cooperate, his slightly chubby face contorting into a sour expression.

"Snap!" Tong Yun hung up the phone. Wang Gong wiped away his sweat and exclaimed, "Oh my god, it's finally over..." Su Yu looked apologetic, offering Wang Gong the peeled orange and giggling, "Thank you for your hard work, honey. Here, have an orange. This is our family's special privilege, you're lucky..." (Hmm, the word "orange" shouldn't appear.)

Wang Gong bit into the orange, lamenting his bad luck.

Actually, the whole scene was Su Yu's...bad idea. Heeding Sister You's advice, Su Yu thought she should give Tong Yun a little thrill, so after work that afternoon, she found Wang Gong and asked him to play the lover on the phone. Wang Gong had to treat Su Yu, this golden flower, like a Buddha. After some unnecessary coercion and enticement, Wang Gong agreed to Su Yu's request.

Normally, their exchange would have been a simple matter. But Su Yu's moans were simply too alluring. Combined with her elegant suit, her high breasts revealed a small patch of snow-white flesh above the wide neckline. Beneath the short skirt were long, shapely legs, flesh-colored stockings clinging tightly to her smooth skin, making her look like a heroine from a Japanese adult film, or rather, a erotic secretary in role-playing.

As Su Yu's red lips parted, revealing one shameful word after another, Su Yu herself was incredibly embarrassed, resorting to peeling an orange to distract herself. Poor Wang Gong, however, had to endure Su Yu's temptation, while simultaneously performing a suggestive, lewd tone in their conversation—a truly miserable situation.

Suddenly, Wang Gong stood up from his office, his penis fully erect, creating an exaggerated tent in his underwear. He looked at Su Yu, who was half a head taller than him, and said with a bitter face, "My goodness, you've aroused me so much, but my wife isn't home tonight, what am I going to do?" Su Yu was startled by Wang Gong's sudden standing up, but she believed he wouldn't go crazy and force himself on her. She patted his hard dragon with her jade hand, surprised by its size, and chuckled, "Honey, I'm sorry to trouble you, I have to go home and receive my hammer punishment. You'll have to masturbate yourself, hehe..." Damn! He even used such a professional term as masturbation. What could Wang Gong say? He could only sit back down and resentfully turn on his computer.

After packing her things, Su Yu suddenly remembered something and said to Wang Gong, "Where's your phone? Send me the video you just took via Bluetooth. I don't want Hammerhead to really suspect me of cheating." Wang Gong was burning with lust at the moment and had no interest in turning on Bluetooth. He tugged at the shirt under his suit and said,

"No rush. It's already like this. Let's keep him hanging for a few days. By the way, can't you give me a break so I can masturbate later..." Su Yu glared at him and spat in his face, "You jerk, you want me to give you a break when you masturbate... I know you have a lot of stuff stored on your computer. Humph, fine, considering you worked hard all night..." After saying that, Su Yu bit her lower lip, deliberately showing a charming and shy expression, slowly approached Wang Gong, kicked off her right high heel, and stretched out her small, white jade foot to rub his crotch. Seeing his expression of enjoyment, she laughed and said, "Is that enough, you stinky man..." After saying that, she withdrew her jade leg, making Wang Gong's hands, which wanted to grab her calf, miss.

Wang Gong, his nose twitching with the lingering fragrance of Su Yu, helplessly opened the "Bidding Plans" folder on his computer desktop. Inside, icons were neatly arranged: "Desire City," "Old Dong the University Gatekeeper," "Green Garden Heart Palace," "Flower Pavilion"... Looking at his broad left hand, Wang Gong sighed, "Now I finally understand why Yang Guo was able to master the Ecstasy Palm after losing his hand..." Late at night, Su Yu returned home, jingling her keys. Tong Yun sat silently on the sofa.

"Hammer, what's wrong?" Su Yu rushed to Tong Yun's side and asked gently.

"I need an explanation for the phone call tonight..." Tong Yun pouted, like a sulking child. He simply couldn't believe Su Yu would cheat on him.

Su Yu had originally intended to feign guilt and tease her for a while. Seeing Tong Yun's aggrieved and suffering look, she couldn't help but chuckle, tapping his forehead and saying, "What's wrong? Feeling uncomfortable seeing me being... you know?" Just as Tong Yun was about to speak, Su Yu placed the prepared video in front of her. On the screen, Su Yu was peeling a peel while biting her lip and moaning, "Husband... ahh, so deep..." "Phew..." Tong Yun let out a long sigh of relief, as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart. But he still asked, unwilling to give up,

"Why do you call him husband?"

Seeing Tong Yun's jealous expression, Su Yu laughed, "Hehe... I knew you couldn't hold back your question. He's our company boss, named Wang Gong. Everyone in the company calls him Lao Gong, understand?" Tong Yun finally understood. He wasn't a rigid person; he could naturally tolerate his wife's jokes with her colleagues. Having learned the whole story, he hugged Su Yu tightly and said fiercely, "Hmph... Little lamb, you're naughty, you even conspired with outsiders to deceive me..." Su Yu cooperated with a timid expression and said, "Then... then hit me..." "How?" Tong Yun asked breathlessly, his desire rising.

Su Yu bit his earlobe, her tongue gently licking it, and said seductively, "Use your hammer to hit my big butt... But you have to be gentle, okay? I'm afraid of pain... Husband..." Tong Yun growled, his desire ignited by Su Yu's "husband," and he swept Su Yu up in his arms and rushed into the bedroom.

Carefully "slamming" Su Yu onto the bed, listening to her soft moans, Tong Yun quickly took off his pajamas, and his hard penis, which had been erect all night, was finally released.

The large glans was like a ping-pong ball, and the purplish-red flesh was covered with fluid. In comparison, his penis appeared smaller, with bulging veins, much darker than his fair skin. Its 14dm length was just right, the slightly upturned shaft resembling a general gazing upon his captive.

Su Yu's skirt suit was already crumpled and disheveled, revealing the bra straps above her sexy collarbone. Hmm, it was Tong Yun's favorite purple; it seemed the little lamb had planned this all along. Her short skirt was lifted, revealing purple lace panties at the ends of her flesh-colored stockings. Under the soft yellow light, a sliver of dark skin peeked from the lace trim of the panties.

She was still wearing those rhinestone high heels, the pointed heels rubbing against the dark hair on Tong Yun's feet. Su Yu bit her index finger, looking at Tong Yun resentfully, teasing his scrotum with her toes, and said in a cloying voice, "You damn hammer, you fell and hurt me so much… come and rub it for me…" Tong Yun quickly removed his wife's high heels, and a pair of lovely jade feet fell into his hands. Playing with Su Yu's soft, boneless ankle, Tong Yun licked her toes with her tongue. Su Yu thoroughly enjoyed it, letting out a soft moan from deep within her throat.

Like a battle cry, Tong Yun roughly tore through her stockings, revealing her neatly trimmed, bright red toes, unpainted yet still translucent. Without hesitation, Tong Yun put Su Yu's big toe in her mouth, as if trying to suck the fragrant sweat from her foot into her mouth. Su Yu was overjoyed by Tong Yun's actions, secretly marveling at how effective Sister You's methods were.

Without a sound, she removed her skirt, leaving her in only her underwear. The purple bra barely covered one side, her firm breasts protruding, a touch of pink against the lace trim, her nipples engorged with desire.

A few faint orange peel lines etched her flat stomach, yet her slender waist remained remarkably smooth. Between her legs lay the most mysterious jade shell, hidden beneath her panties, half-concealed by lace.

Tong Yun, indulging in his foot fetish, looked up and saw Su Yu, already free of her restraints, gazing at him with seductive eyes, her tongue tracing her lips. He muttered under his breath, "You deadly vixen..." Standing at 1.8 meters tall, Tong Yun was extremely robust due to regular exercise, now appearing like a demon from hell pressing down on an angel. Su Yu instinctively hooked her proud long legs around Tong Yun's lower back, feeling his strong chest muscles pressing against her breasts, finally calming her throbbing breasts.

Su Yu wrapped her arms around Tong Yun's neck, pouting slightly, her lips immediately inviting a kiss. Tong Yun forcefully blocked her thin, cherry-like lips, but before he could even make his move, a nimble, fragrant tongue slipped into his mouth, entwining with his own, sucking and swirling.

The sounds of their kisses mingled with their saliva. Tong Yun's arms slipped under Su Yu's armpits, encircling her back and lifting her slender upper body, so Su Yu was now sitting on his lap.

Their lips remained locked, their tongues locked in a fierce battle, a back-and-forth struggle.

Finally, Su Yu gave in, releasing her tongue and whispering, "You jerk, you almost suffocated me..." Without answering, Tong Yun smiled lewdly, his large hand climbing up to her familiar breasts. During their passionate embrace, Su Yu's bra had already slipped off, hanging limply from her arm. Her perfect breasts were now fully exposed to Tong Yun's gaze. Her full breasts were too big to be grasped in one hand, and a cleavage ran between her firm breasts, a bead of fragrant sweat sliding down her cheeks, making her look incredibly alluring. Her pink areolas were shy like a virgin's, and they trembled every time Tong Yun's palm brushed against her nipples.

"Good girl, nurse..." Su Yu patted the back of Tong Yun's head. Because of her well-developed mammary glands, Tong Yun often tried to steal milk from Tong Hua when she was breastfeeding.

Tong Yun tilted Su Yu's body back, opened his mouth, and took the peanut-sized nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. Faint teeth marks were left around the areola, and his tongue traced the smooth, snowy breast, leaving a trail of saliva.

Su Yu hugged Tong Yun's head tightly, her back trembling, her lower abdomen pressed firmly against his penis.

Tong Yun knew perfectly well that her breasts were Su Yu's sensitive areas. Seeing that Su Yu couldn't resist any longer, yet was unwilling to confess, he teased, "Little lamb, do you want it...?" "Good man... come in, I can't hold back anymore..." Su Yu rubbed his stubble. Tong

Yun was captivated by his wife's innocent charm and was about to take off her panties when he heard her say, "Don't take them off, just come in like this..." She proactively pulled her lace panties aside, revealing her delicate mons pubis. Her closed labia trembled, and her juices flowed continuously. Su Yu's vulva was very beautiful, with abundant but neatly trimmed pubic hair, a clean and bright red mons pubis, and her labia majora not turned inside out. She held Tong Yun's penis in one hand, adjusted her position, and held her breath as she took the ping-pong ball of her penis inside her.

"Oh... so big..." She felt this way every time she penetrated him. Tong Yun's glans was too large, constantly stretching open her layers of flesh as he penetrated. The narrow passage was winding and shallow. So although it was a famous vagina, it was easy to penetrate to the clitoris, making both of them extremely happy.

"Hiss...tight..." Tong Yun was so tightly squeezed he couldn't speak. It had been so long since he'd made love with Su Yu, and the safe passage he'd just developed was now neglected again. Although tight, it was unusually elastic;

Su Yu must have been using a cucumber as a substitute during his absence. "Don't move...just like this, so full..." Su Yu clung to Tong Yun like an octopus, her long, slender legs wrapped around his ribs, her breasts unconsciously rubbing against his warm chest—the familiar scent, the familiar vagina.

Tong Yun adjusted to the feeling of the layers of tightness around his penis. The overlapping waves of flesh gripped his shaft like magic rings, while his glans found itself in a wonderfully secluded paradise, kissing the soft clitoris. He felt as if Su Yu had been aroused by him. Give me a lever, and I can lift the earth; give me a pornographic film, and I can lift the sun; give me Su Yu, and I can lift the universe.

He kissed his wife in his arms, grinning mischievously, "Baby, I'm coming..." Before Su Yu could react, he gently withdrew his penis, then thrust it in again with unstoppable force, penetrating straight to her core.

"Ah...it's reached the top, you stinky hammer...so deep, it's going to go right through me..." Su Yu cursed through gritted teeth, but the pleasure in her lower body made her dizzy. Breaking through layers of barriers, the large glans rubbed against the tender flesh of her honeypot, waves of stimulation washing over her.

Tong Yun didn't say much, beginning his three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Su Yu glared at him, tacitly cooperating, swaying her slender waist, her fragrant buttocks like small millstones welcoming Tong Yun's thrusts. Tong Yun pinched Su Yu's breast with one hand and held her slender waist with the other, panting as he pounded into her.

"Slow down...oh oh oh ah, you're going to break the sky, you little rascal..." Su Yu moaned, a rare occurrence for her.

Tong Yun seemed to be stimulated, and instead of slowing down, he thrust upwards even more forcefully, asking with red eyes, "Better than your husband, right..." Su Yu's face flushed upon hearing this, knowing that he had deliberately brought up their conversation from the previous night, and she cooperated by moaning,

"Strong... My hammer is the strongest ahhh... Waaah, it feels so good..." "I told you not to let someone else do it..." "I'll let... Oh oh oh ah Wang Gong, hurry up and fuck me..."

"Where did this slutty white sheep come from..."

"I'm slutty... I'll fuck you to death, it's all your fault ahhh oh... These past few days you haven't fucked me, and Wang Gong has ruined my shoes... Oh, so deep, harder..." Suddenly, Su Yu pushed Tong Yun onto the bed, leaned down and licked his lips, her large breasts hanging upside down like big bowls pressing against his chest muscles.

"Let me give you a good time tonight..."

"You bastard... oh my god, your penis is so big, it's killing me..." "Quick... fuck me for my husband..." Due to the atmosphere tonight, Su Yu's desire reached its peak, and she even uttered the word "fuck". Seeing Su Yu so wanton, Tong Yun was also burning with desire. Unwilling to be controlled by Su Yu, he flipped her onto the bed, put her in a kneeling position, and thrust hard into her muddy little hole from behind. Su Yu supported herself on the bed with her hands, raised her head and threw a seductive wink at her, her big breasts becoming even more erect.

"Gently...you're hurting my butt...ahhh, so hard, almost there..." "Little lamb, you're so useless tonight, you came so quickly..." "You're useless, I'll squeeze you to death, you heartless thing...oh..."

"Hiss...so tight, you're good at this...I'm going to cum..."

"Cum inside...you haven't moisturized me in so long...ahhhhh, so fast, oh oh...I'm dying, I'm dying..." On the verge of exploding, Tong Yun pinched Su Yu's round buttocks, his fingers sinking into her tight flesh, his penis rapidly moving in and out of her intestine-like vagina. The large glans constantly rubbed against the tender flesh walls, the edge of the corona penetrating the narrow passage, feeling the wriggling inside.

Suddenly, the glans pushed open the last layer of the barrier, slamming heavily into the flower core, becoming even larger, and with Tong Yun's roar, it shot out hot, thick fluid, watering the parched flower bud.

Su Yu sat up, her snow-white back pressed against Tong Yun's chest, and wrapped her arms around his neck, greedily demanding a passionate kiss. With Tong Yun's ejaculation, she reached a long-awaited climax.

That night, Tong Yun tossed and turned, making Su Yu moan repeatedly, bringing her to four orgasms in total. Tong Yun also ejaculated three times, releasing all his recently stored reserves.

Since that night, Su Yu and Tong Yun's relationship returned to what it was before, spending all their time together. Only during sex, he would occasionally raise his penis, stimulating their senses, and they experienced unprecedented pleasure.

Su Yu secretly sighed at how wise her decision that day had been. Men all have a so-called cuckoldry complex; a little stimulation makes them incredibly brave. Of course, back at the company, she had to thank Sister You and Wang Gong for letting Wang Gong touch her breasts—it was a small reward for him.

Today, Su Yu was peeling oranges again. When Tong Yun got home, he knew his wife wanted it again. A smile appeared on his lips as he patted her little buttocks and said, "Go take a shower first..." "Okay, you little pervert..." Su Yu rewarded Tong Yun with a sweet kiss, her voice cloying. Watching

Su Yu's hips sway from side to side, Tong Yun couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. After Su Yu went into the bathroom, he quickly took out her phone, found the video of her and Wang Gong from that day, and played it for some stimulation.

In the video, Su Yu and Wang Gong's moans rose and fell, making Tong Yun feel excited, yet also somewhat amused.

A pang of jealousy lingered in his heart. Seeing his wife so casually call that fat man "husband" and place that jade-like foot he so adored between his legs, he felt a mix of sourness and excitement. He cursed himself for being a pervert.

As the video neared its end, Wang Gong sighed, "Now I finally understand why Yang Guo was able to master the Ecstasy Palm after losing his hand..." He thought the video would end there, but it kept playing. Tong Yun touched the screen and found the playback bar had only progressed to a third. What about the remaining two-thirds? 　　Just

as he was wondering, he heard Su Yu sigh and say, "Seeing how uncomfortable you are, I'll give you a break this time..." 　　The video continued playing. 　　Tong Yun sat on the edge of the bed, his right hand trembling as he gripped Su Yu's iPhone, staring intently at the screen. Despite his fear of what would happen next, he didn't want to miss a single scene. His hammer-like penis had been painfully hard since Su Yu said the word "break." 　　In the scene, after hearing Su Yu's words, Wang Gong's eyes immediately lit up with excitement. He explained it using Wang Yangming's philosophy: "When I don't hear those words, they are dull and lifeless; when I do hear them, their color suddenly brightens." Clearly, Wang Gong might be a descendant of Wang Yangming. 　　"Pfft!" Su Yu burst out laughing at Wang Gong's wolfish gaze, quickly saying, "Hey, take it easy... stay seated, don't leave the chair." Wang Gong was like Tian Boguang from "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" fighting Linghu Chong; leaving the chair meant defeat. 　　Sure enough, he had some of the lecherous tendencies; after being persuaded, Wang Gong obediently sat in the chair, gazing longingly at Su Yu. 　　Su Yu wore a strange expression, a mixture of mischief and shyness. She took out her phone, opened her contacts, and dialed the second number. 　　"If... I could give up the whole world..." The ringtone "At Least I Still Have You" played on the phone. Su Yu pursed her lips, inwardly mocking the person on the other end, "Truly befitting an older woman, using such a ringtone." "Hello... Little Fish, um... what do you need, sister?" The voice on the other end was slightly breathless, yet still magnetic, with a faint nasal tone. Just the voice alone was enough to ignite desire; only the stunningly beautiful Murong Rong could do that. 　　"Sister You, what are you doing?" Su Yu asked, somewhat puzzled. Usually, Murong Rong was always impeccably composed when answering the phone; why did she seem flustered today? 　　No one answered. 　　Su Yu waited patiently, about to speak again, when she heard a suppressed voice on the other end say, "I'm on the phone! Be gentle... ugh, don't touch there..." Gentle? Touch? Ugh, this slut, she's actually having sex! Su Yu chuckled wryly, then blushed slightly at Murong Rong's soft moans. She teased, "Sister You, picking your nose? Hehe..." "Go away! Don't disgust me. What is it?" The activity on the other end seemed to stop, and Murong Rong's voice became calm. 　　Su Yu glanced at the pitiful Wang Gong, who was feigning innocence with an expectant and questioning expression, looking every bit the handsome young man. A large tent had already bulged in the crotch of his trousers, the zipper almost bursting. His eyes blazed with lust, as if he wanted to devour Su Yu alive. 　　"Nothing much. Your old Gong just did me a huge favor and is begging me to repay him. But I have to go home to be with Hammerhead, so I had to call you to ask you to repay the favor for me." Su Yu glared at Wang Gong, signaling him not to rush. Then she turned on the speakerphone so Wang Gong could hear Murong Rong's voice. 　　"Get lost! What do you mean, 'our old man'... um, don't rush me, I'll explain later... sigh, Su Yu, I'm telling you now, my sister is enjoying being fucked by my old man, don't bother me... ahh, I told you not to rush me, it's killing me..." Hearing Su Yu say "your old man," Murong Rong's husband seemed a little jealous, and he hit Murong Rong a few times, making her voice a little broken. 　　Wang Gong listened to the voice on the other end of the phone and couldn't help but widen his eyes. Murong Rong was indeed bold, actually answering the phone while having sex, oh my, that little voice, it made one's whole body go numb, only one place was hard. 　　"Whatever. But..." Su Yu tilted her head up, her nose rubbing against Tong Yun's stubble, and asked affectionately: 　　"I'm just afraid you'll be jealous." 　　"Why would I be jealous? You know, your husband is a traditional and open-minded good man, otherwise how could I have married such a good wife?" Tong Yun said proudly. 　　"Hmph, so vain!" Su Yu said smugly, pleased with Tong Yun's praise. 　　"So... it's settled then?" Tong Yun asked again. 　　Su Yu sighed softly, hugging the person next to her tightly, her lazy tone sexy and charming, still sleepy as she said, 　　"Okay... Hammer, I'm a little sleepy." 　　"Then, I want to see you tease him..." Tong Yun said tentatively, seeing that Su Yu wasn't concentrating. 　　"What?" Su Yu woke up at the sound of this, her eyes darting around, and she guessed what Tong Yun was thinking. She chuckled and said, 　　"You said you weren't jealous, keep pretending..." 　　Tong Yun touched her nose and smiled in tacit agreement. 　　"What? Watching videos isn't exciting enough, you want to do it for real?" Su Yu teased. 　　"No, I just want to see how you tease him..." Tong Yun said, her words contradicting her true feelings. 　　Her fingernails traced Tong Yun's nipple as Su Yu said leisurely, "Then... aren't you afraid I'll really let him eat you?" "I believe you," Tong Yun said, tilting her head. 　　"Hehe, silly boy, here's your reward... umm..." Su Yu kissed Tong Yun's cheek. 　　"So you agree?" Tong Yun asked hopefully. 　　"Hmm... okay, don't embarrass me later if you can't handle it, even if I go a little too far, you can't get angry." Su Yu said in a warning tone. 　　"Of course, I'm very tolerant..." Tong Yun patted his chest. " 　　Pah, our Sister You is the one who's tolerant and has big breasts." Su Yu rubbed his chest and said, "Okay, your scheme has succeeded, go to sleep, I'm so sleepy..." "Hmm, go to sleep." Tong Yun kissed his wife's forehead, and the two fell asleep in each other's arms. 　　"Ding-dong!" 　　The doorbell of Tong Yun's house rang, and Tong Yun, who was cooking, quickly called out, "Little Sheep, open the door." "Coming!" Su Yu ran out of the room in her slippers. She had just finished applying a face mask, and her skin was as smooth as a mirror. Her lips, half-asleep, seemed to be asking for a kiss, a half-smile, as if she had already guessed who was outside the door. 　　"Click!" The security door opened, and standing outside was a slightly overweight middle-aged man, whose face didn't appear fat, and whose round, smiling face looked kind and approachable. 　　"Old Gong, you're here." Su Yu greeted the man with a smile and stepped aside to let him in.

"Hehe, sorry to bother you..." Wang Gong said somewhat awkwardly. This was his second time visiting Su Yu's house; the last time, he hadn't even had a chance to drink tea because he had to take Su Yu to the hospital.

After entering, Su Yu gestured for Wang Gong to change into slippers and pointed towards the kitchen with her forehead, saying, "Hammer is cooking, have a seat." Wang Gong glanced over and saw Tong Yun wearing a pink apron, holding a stainless steel spatula, and wearing blue slippers—she looked quite comical.

Su Yu saw Tong Yun stick her head out and pointed at Wang Gong, laughing, "Tong, the cook. This is Wang Gong, you've met him before, right?" "Oh, nice to meet you. I'm so glad you helped me last time. We must have a good chat tonight. Um, please sit down, I still have a few dishes to make." Tong Yun said quickly before returning to the kitchen.

Wang Gong felt that Su Yu and Tong Yun were extremely hospitable and relaxed as well. He sat down on the sofa and began to look around Su Yu's living room.

Just as he was shaking his head, he saw Su Yu walking over carrying a basket of clothes, saying, "Old Gong, don't be shy, help yourself to some water. I'll tidy up the clothes first. If you're bored, you can watch TV; the remote is on the sofa." Su Yu was only wearing a thin nightgown, and judging from the outline of her chest, she was probably not wearing a bra. Her hair was casually curled and held up with a silver hairpin, revealing her smooth, jade-like neck. There was no trace of makeup on her face; in fact, Su Yu almost never wore makeup. Her bamboo shoot-shaped breasts clung tightly to the nightgown, outlining their clear, rounded shape.

The nightgown wasn't long, only reaching halfway up her thighs, perfectly showcasing Su Yu's 42-inch long legs.

Below her slender calves were a pair of pink slippers, the same style as Tong Yun's. Her ten toes, as clear as ivory carvings, bounced with Su Yu's steps, dazzling Wang Gong's eyes.

Wang Gong, with his sharp eyes, spotted a bra dangling from under the blue dress. The purplish-red lace was thin as gauze, almost transparent. The size perfectly covered half of Su Yu's ample breasts. Seeing this reminded him of Su Yu's broad-mindedness.

Especially her breasts, which were firm and showed no signs of sagging. Therefore, bras were merely superfluous decorations for Su Yu. The so-called bra size is the difference between the circumference of the bust and the underbust. Su Yu's breasts were a D-cup because her large breasts were extremely firm and upright, requiring no support from a bra.

Remembering he was in someone else's house, Wang Gong quickly looked away, poured himself a glass of water, and obediently drank it while watching the news.

After a while, he heard Tong Yun shout from the kitchen, "Little Sheep, come help with dinner. Brother Wang, dinner's ready!" Hearing this, Wang Gong hurried to the dining room, where several small dishes were already laid out on the table. Wang Gong praised, "Su Yu, your Tong Yun is truly a first-rate man, cooking such excellent food." Because he was in front of Tong Yun, Wang Gong felt embarrassed to call her "Little Fish."

"Of course, look who your husband is," Su Yu replied with a smile.

The three of them pulled out the table and chairs and began their meal in a harmonious atmosphere.

"Brother Wang, how about a couple of drinks?" Tong Yun asked Wang Gong, placing a piece of papaya in Su Yu's bowl.

"Hmm... I'll go with the flow," Wang Gong said with a smile.

"Alright!" Tong Yun put down his chopsticks and went back to the room to get a bottle of Lafite from the wine cabinet.

Su Yu ate her rice in small bites, then winked at Wang Gong, "Old Gong, if our Hammer gets drunk later, don't take advantage of me, okay?" "No, no, no, am I that kind of person? It's okay, just a small sip," Wang Gong quickly replied. No wonder Su Yu's breasts were so high and firm; it turned out Tong Yun made her papaya soup every day at home.

"Come, come, '82 Lafite, this is my treasured collection." As he spoke, Tong Yun returned to the dining room with a glass of red wine in one hand and two stemmed glasses in the other. Without a word, he poured a glass for Wang Gong.

Wang Gong quickly took the glass, smelled it, and said with delight, "Good wine, so fragrant." "Dheers!" Tong Yun also poured a small glass for Su Yu, and the three of them raised their glasses amidst the aroma of wine.

"Brother Wang, our little lamb is so grateful for your care. When she was pregnant with Tong Hua, we were so grateful for your help, and we haven't had a chance to properly thank you. Come, come, eat, eat! Oh, we've finally managed to invite you here today." Tong Yun showed none of his usual seriousness at work, chatting with Wang Gong like a domestic husband.

"Oh, no thanks, no thanks. Su Yu is one of the three beauties in our company; I even rely on her abilities to make a living," Wang Gong said modestly.

"Hehe, that's only if Chairman Wang thinks highly of me," Su Yu said ambiguously, her eyes flashing with a cold light that made Wang Gong feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? Wang Gong thought to himself, annoyed. Suddenly, Wang Gong felt an itch on his calf, as a jade-like foot kept lifting up his trouser leg. Wang Gong shuddered and looked up at Su Yu. Tong Yun was sitting to his right, and from this angle, only Su Yu could touch his calf.

Su Yu was looking at Wang Gong with a provocative gaze, and Wang Gong cried out in his heart, "Grandma, please stop teasing me! I can't take this!" The meal was spent under Su Yu's intermittent teasing. Every time his penis started to get aroused, Su Yu would withdraw her tender foot, and just as things calmed down, that ticklish little foot would reach out again. Wang Gong was helpless, and he ignored Tong Yun's constant teasing.

After dinner, Wang Gong was invited to rest in the living room, while Tong Yun and Su Yu cleaned up in the kitchen.

Taking advantage of this break, Tong Yun wrapped her arms around Su Yu's slender waist and said, "Little lamb, I'll pretend to be drunk later. You can talk to Wang Gong in the living room, and I'll peek from the room, okay?" Su Yu tapped Tong Yun's forehead with her index finger, and said shyly, "You jerk, trying to make me a prostitute?" "No, it's just for fun," Tong Yun said coquettishly.

"Hmph, well, you can't help it. You're such a jerk," Su Yu smiled helplessly. "This is a one-time thing, don't do it again. And you promised you wouldn't be angry." "Absolutely, a man's word is his bond. Hey, wait a minute, grab your phone and record this, okay?" Tong Yun said excitedly when Su Yu agreed. After

the two finished cleaning up the table, Tong Yun told Wang Gong that she couldn't hold her liquor and needed to go back to her room to rest, asking Su Yu to entertain the guest in the outer room.

In the living room, Su Yu sat beside Wang Gong, glancing towards the bedroom door. In the dim light, she could see Tong Yun's figure pressed against the door, intently observing the situation.

Su Yu chuckled, her eyes darting around, and deliberately said in a coquettish voice to Wang Gong, "Old Gong, our Tong Yun is drunk. You can relax now." "Oh, really drunk?" Wang Gong's tone held a hint of delight. He had been aroused by Su Yu's teasing earlier, and now that he could finally relax, he slumped onto the sofa, his plump body sprawled out.

Su Yu picked up an orange from the table, glancing at the bedroom door as she gently said, "Old Gong, let me peel an orange for you..." She then began to peel the orange, circle by circle.

Inside the room, Tong Yun gritted his teeth in anger. Peeling oranges was his privilege, something he only enjoyed when Su Yu was courting him. Now, Wang Gong was taking advantage of him too.

Fortunately, Wang Gong didn't understand the implication and simply smiled, saying, "Thank you so much for letting Xiaoyuyu peel an orange... tangerine for me. It's my greatest honor." The word "orange" was barely out of his mouth when Su Yu glared at him, silencing him.

Su Yu had already peeled the orange and divided it into segments, arranging them from the center outwards like a flower.

"How is it? Not bad, right? Want a flower?" Su Yu moved closer, now leaning against Wang Gong's side. The soft hem of her nightgown slipped down, revealing her snow-white thighs, and her white panties were faintly visible at the base of her legs. Wang Gong felt his heart race, and the scent of Su Yu filled his nostrils—an alluring, feminine fragrance. At her neckline, a deep cleavage made Wang Gong want to succumb.

"It's like, so much like." Wang Gong stammered, somewhat incoherently.

"What kind of flower does it resemble?" Su Yu's hand unconsciously rubbed against Wang Gong's thigh, seemingly enticing him to violate her.

Wang Gong, dizzy from Su Yu's advances, could only suppress his lust and say, "It's like a chrysanthemum." "Hmm, congratulations on getting it right. Come on, old Gong, taste my chrysanthemum..." Su Yu giggled, her words carrying an ambiguity.

Upon hearing this, Tong Yun and Wang Gong inside were both startled. Your chrysanthemum? Tong Yun could only think that Su Yu was playing with fire and getting burned; what if something really happened? Wang Gong, however, intentionally or unintentionally glanced between Su Yu's unfathomable legs, at the place where the chrysanthemum bloomed.

Su Yu picked up a segment of orange and fed it to Wang Gong, saying, "Come on, open your mouth obediently." The orange was sweet as it entered Wang Gong's mouth. Su Yu's fingers did not leave, stroking Wang Gong's lips, occasionally touching his tongue inside.

Tong Yun, watching from inside the room, was aroused. After all, there was a difference between a video and a live broadcast. Seeing his wife so close to another man, feeding him oranges and teasing him with her fingertips, was a thrill not everyone could resist.

Wang Gong, on the sofa, was aroused by Su Yu's actions but dared not make a move. He didn't know if Su Yu was genuine, and they were in Tong Yun's house. If Tong Yun suddenly woke up and he did something inappropriate, he would be doomed.

"Little Fish, stop teasing me..." Wang Gong said with a pained expression, still holding an orange in his mouth.

Su Yu, pleased with her successful teasing, deliberately said, "Who's teasing you? Oh dear, you've gotten my hands dirty. I'll go wash them." With that, Su Yu sat up seductively, deliberately walking in front of Wang Gong, her round, pert buttocks right in front of him. Wang

Gong didn't appreciate it. If heaven gave him another chance, he still wouldn't dare touch that alluring bottom. The thin nightgown clung to Su Yu's delicate body; in fact, Su Yu had been so nervous that she was covered in a fragrant sweat. Her perfectly rounded buttocks were outlined, revealing a cleft, and within that cleft, the most radiant chrysanthemum bloomed.

As they approached the kitchen, Su Yu suddenly turned back, gave Wang Gong a suggestive smile, and licked her upper lip.

Wang Gong gritted his teeth on the sofa, struggling with whether to follow Su Yu inside. Go in? A risky move. Don't go in? An opportunity not to be missed. A master of the "strategy of feigning weakness," Wang Gong finally decided to take the gamble. He swayed his slightly overweight belly, revealing a large tent in his lower body, and staggered towards the kitchen.

Tong Yun, seeing this from inside the room, knew the climax was approaching. She quickly opened the door a crack and peeked into the kitchen.

However, a cabinet for dishes conveniently stood on the wall next to the kitchen door, blocking their upper bodies; only Su Yu and Wang Gong's lower bodies were visible. Just as Tong Yun was getting anxious, a sudden cry rang out from the room—it was Tong Hua.

Tong Yun rushed to Tong Hua's crib, picked up her adorable son, and gently rocked him, soothingly saying,

"Good boy, good baby, don't cry, ah... don't cry..."

The two in the kitchen naturally heard Tong Hua's cries as well. Su Yu knew that Tong Yun cherished Tong Hua and would definitely comfort him. She quickly whispered in Wang Gong's ear, "Old Gong, Tong Yun wants to see me seduce you. Come on, let's go to the bathroom, don't let him see." Wang Gong was shocked. He hadn't expected Tong Yun to have such a hobby; it was truly... truly admirable and delightful.

After Tong Hua fell asleep again, Tong Yun ran to the door, but the two were nowhere to be seen. Just as she was getting worried, the phone rang: "Anyone can trust me, anyone can betray me, and then curse me..." It was the theme song from the TV series "Lurking Sniper," Tong Yun's text message tone.

"Brother lbughing, you're my lucky star!" Tong Yun took out her phone, which displayed the words "Little White Sheep."

The text message contained only two words: "Toilet."

Holy crap! Toilet? How wild! Tong Yun's heart warmed. She quietly opened the bedroom door and, like a thief, leaned against the kitchen doorway, peering at the glass door of the toilet. This was the layout of Su Yu's house; the toilet was inside the kitchen. In Su Yu's philosophy, the aroma of food masked the stench of the toilet.

On the glass door, two blurry figures leaned against each other, with a slight distance between them, indicating they weren't embracing. Tong Yun stared intently at the glass door, which resembled a television screen, not wanting to miss a single detail.

In the restroom, Su Yu fiddled with the buttons on Wang Gong's shirt, timidly asking, "Old Gong, do you really want to taste my chrysanthemum?" Wang Gong's eyes lit up with lust at the question, and he lowered his voice, saying, "As the saying goes, a fine sword is forged from grinding, and the fragrance of a chrysanthemum comes from its cries. Little Yu, have pity on me, I was so aroused by you that day that I couldn't stop myself, I had to masturbate three times to finish." "Pah, who told you to be so lewd, pushing your luck?" Su Yu

blushed slightly, remembering her boldness that day. "Say yes?" Wang Gong boldly touched Su Yu's slender waist and slid it towards her buttocks. He often did this at the company, but the atmosphere was ambiguous now, so this action meant he was asking for sex.

"Just taste my chrysanthemum, nothing else?" Su Yu trembled as Wang Gong's hot hands caressed her, her body trembling with desire.

"Absolutely not." Seeing that things were going well, Wang Gong quickly nodded.

Su Yu glanced at the glass door but couldn't see Tong Yun outside. She said with some concern, "But, you're so big, I'm afraid it will hurt..." Wang Gong was a little embarrassed. Indeed, with his size, if he really went inside her, he was afraid he'd make Su Yu's little bottom burst. He could only say ingratiatingly, "Then what should I do? I'm about to explode..." Su Yu chuckled, realizing she had indeed gone too far. She took advantage of Wang Gong's good nature, always teasing him until he got angry and then running away. Su Yu said apologetically, "How about I help you get it out?" Wang Gong took a deep breath and said excitedly, "Really? Really?" "You naughty old Gong, you always try to take advantage of me..." Su Yu rolled her eyes at him, tacitly agreeing.

Tong Yun, outside the toilet, could only vaguely hear their conversation. She was anxious and impatient, but she had promised Su Yu she wouldn't get angry or interrupt her, so she had to suppress her jealousy and continue watching.

In the restroom, Su Yu placed her delicate hand on Wang Gong's chest, comforting him, "It's so hot, looks like you've really been holding it in." "Yeah, if I don't release it soon, I'm about to explode," Wang Gong said painfully.

"Poor thing, come here, let your wife kiss you..." Su Yu bit her lower lip, making a decision.

Hmm? Wang Gong looked at Su Yu upon hearing this, only to see her red lips, glistening with moisture, and a tiny bit of her tongue protruding from her clean, white teeth. Wang Gong howled, "Master, just give in to this old monk!" Su Yu wrapped her arms around Wang Gong's neck, welcoming his passionate kiss. Their mouths met, like lightning striking fire. Kissing is wondrous; just the contact of two skins easily ignites desire, deep and shallow, their tongues intertwined, exchanging saliva, one sucking hard, the other clinging passionately.

Beside them, Su Yu's phone sat on the sink, capturing this historic moment. While Wang Gong had occasionally taken advantage of her, he had never truly crossed the line like this. Su Yu's mind was a complete mess. She was supposedly teasing Wang Gong, but she was also fully engaged; kissing was already a transgression.

However, Wang Gong's lips were so hot, so demanding, that she was overwhelmed and could only lose herself in his embrace, their tongues intertwined, locked in a knot, inseparable.

As they kissed passionately, Wang Gong's large hands stealthily climbed up to Su Yu's breasts. Apart from her pajamas, Su Yu was completely naked. Under Wang Gong's assault, she trembled, her rapid breathing unable to withstand the intense kiss any longer. She quickly released her lips, panting heavily.

Looking down, she saw Wang Gong's large hands playing with her breasts through her pajamas. His 34D breasts were pinched between his fingers, creating large patches of tender flesh, turning the mounds into ovals, then discs, then towers. Su Yu breathed softly, her eyes narrowed as she teasingly asked, "Is it fun?" "So big, so soft..." Wang Gong replied, seemingly ignoring her question, the soft touch making him feel like he'd found a treasure. He'd been coveting Su Yu's breasts for a while now, and finally, he'd conquered those Normandy peaks, kneading her breasts with ecstasy.

"Husband, I want..." Su Yu licked Wang Gong's lips.

"Would you give yourself to me..." Wang Gong's voice trembled as he felt Su Yu's hot body press against him, her exquisite curves nestled against him, without a single gap. His engorged penis was sandwiched between her legs, giving him a wave of pleasure. "

Where do you want me to go..." Su Yu asked, biting Wang Gong's lower lip.

"Chrysanthemum..." Wang Gong wasn't completely out of his mind; he knew Su Yu was playing a game with him.

A strange light flashed in Su Yu's eyes as she gave Wang Gong a seductive look, then turned around, her pert buttocks pressing against his throbbing member.

"Oh, so hard, so thick..." Su Yu turned back and said reproachfully.

"Wife, your butt is so pert... can I touch it?" Wang Gong asked, already embracing her round buttocks and kneading them vigorously.

Tong Yun, watching from outside the door, saw Su Yu and Wang Gong pressed together, projected onto the glass door like a scene from a movie. Su Yu's body formed an "S" curve, her lower buttocks pressing against Wang Gong's crotch, and Tong Yun felt his blood rush and his lust surge.

At this moment, the two in the bathroom couldn't care less about suppressing their voices, and Tong Yun gradually heard their conversation.

"Honey, you're so thick... much bigger than our hammer. Be slow when you go in later..." "Good girl, your breasts are so big too... stick your butt up higher, I'll be very gentle..." On the projection screen, Wang Gong lifted Su Yu's nightgown, unbuttoned his pants, revealing his astonishing size, which slowly disappeared onto Su Yu's round buttocks under Tong Yun's gaze.

"Oh... my anus is so tight..." Wang Gong said with difficulty.

Anus? Tong Yun was shocked and wished she could open the glass door to prove the truth.

"Ah... it's so full, stop for a moment... it hurts a little..." Su Yu said coquettishly.

"Baby, relax..." Wang Gong coaxed.

Su Yu's coquettish voice was full of charm: "Honey... you're too strong, my back is so full... I want you to kiss me... mmm..." The two heads were close together, and a "smack" sound rang out as their tongues intertwined. Tong Yun was burning with jealousy, yet also incredibly aroused. She reached into her pants and began stroking her penis.

From the bathroom, Wang Gong's voice came again: "Baby, I'm going to start..." "Go slower, I'm still scared..." Su Yu bent her body, cooperatively raising her buttocks.

"Oh...so good..." Wang Gong groaned.

"Husband...I, I feel so strange, a little uncomfortable...but so good, keep playing with my breasts..." Su Yu also began to moan loudly.

On the glass door, Wang Gong reached out, slipped his arm under Su Yu's armpit, and grabbed her breasts, Tong Yun's favorite, kneading them vigorously.

Watching the two men's increasingly intense anal sex, Tong Yun inwardly screamed, "Beast! Let go of that girl!" The sounds of moaning continued to fill her ears.

"Husband...so thick, you're so amazing...ahhhhh..."

"Then give it all to me from now on..."

"Give it all to me, inside and out, oh...wooo, it's so hard, it's throbbing...you're my god..." "Good wife...kiss me again..."

"Mmm..."

Tong Yun, who was outside the door, couldn't bear to watch any longer and returned to the room with complicated feelings. Tong Hua was fast asleep, occasionally letting out a soft murmur in her sleep. Tong Yun smiled self-deprecatingly. He started this game himself, and since he had joined, he had to abide by the rules. In the room, he listened to the sounds coming from the toilet while quickly stroking his penis.

Tonight, the clouds cleared up.

Tonight, the chrysanthemums bloomed.

The next evening, Tong Yun and Su Yu took a shower early and started making love in bed.

"Little White Sheep, take out your phone and take a look..." Tong Yun said while thrusting his penis.

Su Yu's long legs wrapped around Tong Yun's waist, thrusting upwards in response, her words broken and fragmented:

"No...you're going to be so impatient, oh oh oh so deep, deeper than Wang Gong's..." "Ah...you little slut, does Wang Gong fuck you really well..." Tong Yun thrust rapidly with jealousy.

"Oh...he didn't even go in...ah oh oh so thick, much thicker than usual..." Su Yu's words were shocking.

"What? He didn't go in?" Tong Yun slowed down, surprised.

"Just kidding, keep going..." Su Yu hugged Tong Yun tightly.

Tong Yun viciously squeezed Su Yu's ample breasts, demanding, "Did he go in or not?" "Guess...if you can't guess, I'll let Wang Gong do it again..." Su Yu squeezed her legs together, swallowing and releasing Tong Yun's penis.

"Ugh, damn it..." Tong Yun helplessly continued thrusting.

"Hehe..." Su Yu's wicked laughter echoed in the room.

To be or not to be, yes or no, that is the question.

[End]

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