【My Wife Loves to Go to Bed】(03) Author: Red Lotus Jade Dew

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Author: Honglian Yulu
Word Count: 15096

(Part Three)

Wearing a Batman mask and the high-end suit I changed into in the car,
I followed the alluring red-robed woman's graceful steps into the castle-like interior of the club.

Today wasn't the day the members had a group party, so the spacious, warm hall was still relatively empty,
but bikini-clad women were everywhere, opening and closing doors for me.

Following the red-robed woman's directions, I didn't choose to soak in the hot springs again this time, but
instead went to a bar.

Purple lights exuded an ambiguous and mysterious atmosphere, elegant soft music played seductive tunes, and a handsome
bartender was mixing brightly colored cocktails. In the shadowy corners, several men and women were either whispering or drinking
alone.

I sat down at the bar, ordered a drink, and looked around.

Everyone here was a member. Three men in suits wore different styles of masks, and seven women wore
sexy evening gowns.

The men were naturally not my focus; as a place for members to have one-night stands, my gaze was fixed
on the seven women.

A woman in a long red dress was flirting intimately with a man. In a corner seat, I
could vaguely see the man's arm around her slender waist, occasionally tasting her drink mouth-to-mouth.

A woman in a purple evening gown, wearing a black butterfly mask, sat quietly in a corner, tall and curvaceous
, drinking alone, scanning the surrounding crowd just like me.

Two other women, perhaps unable to find male companions, or perhaps simply enjoying this activity, were intimately feeding each other drinks mouth-to-mouth,
attracting the attention of two single men.

However, this wasn't a low-class nightclub or bar. If people who were attracted to each other developed sexual interest, they
would mostly book a private room.

This is the most important significance of such establishments; their social function is far more important than other forms of leisure.

In a small bar, unless people voluntarily remove their masks, who can know which large company
executives or political leaders they are? Once people build relationships based on these primal desires,
and things develop to the point where they are willing to remove their masks, it inevitably has a significant impact on their real-life interactions.

At this moment, seemingly sensing the gazes of the three men in the room, the two women who were feeding each other drinks mouth-to-mouth appeared
to become interested.

Beneath their distinctive masks, their alluring eyes gleamed. The two women embraced each other,
looking at , deliberately sticking out their tongues to kiss.

They might know each other in real life; both were around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, both
possessed captivating figures, and both held prominent positions in reality. But now, wearing masks, they transformed into seductive succubi, intimately playing
a game of lace.

Accompanied by soft moans, the two women grew increasingly passionate with their kiss, soon touching each other's
breasts.

The three of us men remained in our seats, all staring intently at them, and even several single
women around us couldn't help but cast glances our way.

Look at the woman in the purple evening gown, her face flushed beneath the black butterfly mask; look at the woman in the white dress,
her legs rubbing together restlessly; and look at the woman in the red dress, held in a man's arms, unable to resist parting her legs,
letting the man caress her genitals, and offering her a kiss.

I silently savored my drink, checking the time—it was only 7 PM.

Considering the lingering desire within me, I took out my phone and sent a text to Wanqing, who should be almost home:

"Going to play tennis tonight, probably going clubbing with my tennis buddies, won't be home until late, don't wait for me for dinner.
" After sending the text, I slowly sipped my drink, fiddling with my phone.

But not long after, I vaguely felt a gaze upon me, and quickly looked around.

The lace-clad couple was still being intimate, and most of the members were women; many were indeed looking at me,
and several other men.

Considering this was ultimately a place for one-night stands, I felt relieved. However, seeing the half-undressed
woman in red looking at me with seductive eyes, while one of her full breasts was being fondled by the man beside her, the
stimulation was truly extraordinary.

Not long after, Wanqing's text message arrived: "I also have to work overtime tonight, I'll be home late. But I
did n't know you liked playing ball? Be careful not to strain your back." I fiddled with my phone, then looked back at
the woman in red with her exposed breasts; she was still smiling seductively at me.

In a corner not far away, the woman in the purple dress with the black butterfly mask was still drinking alone, her
cool gaze occasionally focusing on me.

"A Remy Martin, please."

Just then, a seductive voice caught my attention.

A woman in a black bodysuit walked into the bar.

She wore a Catwoman mask, her long ponytail cascading down her back. Her figure was slightly voluptuous and incredibly sexy;
her tight-fitting clothes perfectly outlined her shapely hips and full breasts, not to mention her undeniably flat
stomach.

She sat down beside me, a rich fragrance wafting from her.

The three men in the corner couldn't help but cast admiring glances.

Sitting next to her, I couldn't resist speaking up.

"This drink is on me, how about it?"

The woman looked at me; the Catwoman mask wasn't one of those unsightly helmets, but rather a
black , with cat hair clips adorning her head.

Seeing that I was wearing a Batman mask, she smiled, her bright red lipstick gleaming. "What a coincidence,
Mr. Bruce Wayne. I never expected to run into you here."

Her full breasts, her rounded hips, and the alluring chin of her lower face gave me a sense of
déjà vu , and my interest grew. "Miss Selena Kyle, you have quite the nerve! First you stole my
mother's necklace, then you impersonated my wife and stole my Lamborghini at the party. Now that I've
caught you, how are you going to compensate me?"

I could feel at least half the eyes in the room focused on me.

Seeing Catwoman appear at the bar and hook up with Batman, almost everyone was excited.

However, I vaguely felt a cold gaze focused on my back; it must be some
man who had his eye on Catwoman and was incredibly jealous. I smiled silently.

My gaze swept over her extremely full breasts, then provocatively looked at her red lips, and I took the...
The first man, however, took a sip himself.

The woman calmly took her cup, touched the spot where my lips had touched with hers, and
chuckled , "Compensation is fine, but I wonder if Mr. Wayne has reached the point where it's time to find a successor?"

My gaze swept aggressively towards the woman's chest. The zipper of her tight-fitting clothes was at her neck,
pulled up, but judging from the outline of her breasts outlined by the thin leather, I was absolutely certain she wasn't
wearing a bra.

"I've only just taken office, Miss Kyle,"

I said, taking her hand and kissing the back of it. "I'm not some
mysterious eccentric who's been holed up in his house for seven years, needing a cane to walk on my first appearance."

Our voices were neither too loud nor too soft; although there was soft music playing around us, it was enough for the men and women nearby to hear
us faintly .

I felt the gaze behind me growing colder, but it was just a jealous man feeling frustrated.
This only fueled my smugness, and I lifted the woman's chin.

"So, Miss Kyle, since you've already impersonated my wife, and I've given you a
Lamborghini , shouldn't you fulfill your wifely duties?"

The woman chuckled softly, dodging my advances. Her hot, slender figure,
encased , swayed alluringly as she showed me her graceful back. Turning back, she said, "Didn't you see
how much everyone's staring at you? Three more men just walked in, and they're staring at my butt.
If you try to have me all to yourself, they'll be jealous."

I looked around. Indeed, even the man who had been flirting with the woman in red had stopped
.

There were six men in the room besides me, all staring aggressively at

the "Catwoman" beside me. Even the two women who had been playing with lace had stopped their passion and were now appraising her
sexy .

My lust began to surge, especially as I gazed at the woman's full, rounded buttocks, so
alluringly .

Looking into her seductive, teasing eyes, I chuckled, "Looks like Miss Catwoman's
springtime . What's got you all... in such high spirits today?"

Sensing my arousal, Catwoman whispered in my ear, "Since you're wearing a Batman mask
, kid, I'll give you a break tonight. But you alone probably won't be enough to satisfy me."

I took a deep breath, wrapping my arms around Catwoman's slender waist. Even through her tight clothes, my
hand could clearly feel the heat emanating from her body. "Looks like springtime has truly arrived, Miss Kyle.
You can do whatever you want; I'll just provide the ammunition."

Catwoman chuckled softly, letting me hold her waist as we walked out of the bar.

Even as we left, I could still feel a cold gaze fixed on me, a flicker of curiosity crossing my face.

This bar is a one-night stand place, surrounded by stunningly beautiful women, and the club itself is full of pretty
girls. Why would he be so jealous? After navigating several corridors, Miss Catwoman and I quickly arrived at the exclusive sex
suite area.

Along the way, my hands constantly caressed and gently kneaded her full, shapely buttocks.

Miss Catwoman chuckled softly, her hips swaying, even adopting a cat-like gait.

My fingers traced the cleft of her buttocks, confirming that she was definitely not wearing underwear.

Just before entering room number 25, I breathed into her ear, "Beauty, where's your underwear?"

The catwoman leaned against my chest, her ample buttocks pressing against my erect hips, and glanced back at me seductively, "In
my husband's hands, is there a problem?"

My hips swelled even more, so I decided not to go inside. Instead, I wrapped my arms around her slender waist from behind, my lower body pressing against her
full, beautiful buttocks, "Miss Kyle, I don't remember ever stealing your underwear."

The catwoman's back pressed against my chest, the deep cleft of her fleshy buttocks
rubbing , letting my hands knead her full breasts.

Even through the tight-fitting clothes, the fullness of her breasts was incredibly arousing.

"Mmm~"

The catwoman, aroused by my touch, wrapped her arms around my waist, her deep cleavage pressing tightly against my erection.
She swayed her hips seductively as she whispered, "Silly boy, I'm talking about that clueless cuckold
~"

Hearing this, I gasped, grabbing one of her full breasts in each hand and squeezing hard:
"You mean...you're already married!?"

My touch, squeeze, and thrust further, and the woman let out a wanton
moan , turning to lick my ear: "Of course, Mr. Wayne. As a rich young man,
what could be more fun than playing with someone else's wife?"

Hearing her say that, it must just be because her husband is rich.

My heart pounded. I never imagined this alluring catwoman was already married.

As she said, knowing this only made my erection harder! Just as I eagerly opened
the door , footsteps approached from the direction I had come from.

"Ah, DC duo, you two couldn't resist checking into a hotel room after just meeting?"

Leading the group was the woman in red who had previously been seen caressing a male member in the bar; the man
standing beside her was none other than that same woman.

Behind her stood another male member alongside the woman in the purple dress wearing a black butterfly mask, followed by
a blond, blue-eyed Western man.

Then came the two women in lace suits, now completely naked, their smooth, beautiful bodies exposed, only
their sexy high heels adding to the allure.

I held the catwoman's breasts, kneading them through her thin, tight-fitting clothes, and chuckled, "You guys aren't going to a
mass naked party, are you?"

The woman in red chuckled sweetly, alluringly, "Who knows? Maybe it's one-on-one, maybe it's a threesome,
maybe it really is a mass naked party. Anyway, everyone's wearing masks, so let's just enjoy ourselves."

I looked at the woman; she was probably close to thirty. Her deep V-neckline extended all the way to her lower abdomen, her two full
breasts barely concealing her nipples, with most of them exposed.

Indeed, because each of our masks had a voice-changing effect, no one could discern our
identities.

Even with the low membership fee for women, only high-ranking corporate executives could get in. Thinking about this...
The flirtatious woman in red, the sexy woman in the purple dress behind her, and the two naked women in lace were all prominent
figures , which made my penis even harder.

Without further ado, I decided not to say anything more to them. Holding a cat-like woman in heat, I immediately opened
the door to room number 25 and went inside.

As soon as I entered, the catwoman turned to face me, her long legs clamping around mine, her hands
cradling my head, and she offered me a sweet kiss.

For a moment, I didn't have time to look around the room; I simply held the catwoman's slender yet voluptuous waist tightly,
relentlessly invading her sweet red lips.

Her red lips were alluring, her tongue sweet and fragrant, skillfully and passionately exploring my mouth, letting my
tongue roam freely within her oral cavity.

For a moment, our tongues intertwined, like two snakes mating. She passionately wrapped her slender legs around
my waist, her hips swaying seductively, constantly stimulating my lower body.

We finally separated, and I touched her full breasts beneath her thin, tight-fitting clothes, chuckling, "Should I call you
Catwoman , or that shapeshifter from X-Men? Come on, little wife, let me see what your body is like."

Catwoman chuckled softly, loosening her legs and standing before me. With a twist of her waist and a hand on her hip, she smiled alluringly,
"Do you really want to see my body?"

I spoke through action, quickly stripping off my clothes, soon completely naked
.

Instantly, my dragon stood erect like a snake emerging from its hole, its purplish-black glans bowing respectfully to Catwoman!
"Oh my god...it's so big!?"

The catwoman was clearly startled, her eyes burning as she stepped forward. Her slender, white fingers reached out and
carefully caressed my hot, hard penis, as if it were some precious treasure.

While I felt the exquisite touch of her fingertips, my gaze was drawn to
the ring on her ring finger.

It was a ring of two dolphins, the brilliant diamonds sparkling where their heads met. When the catwoman
couldn't resist kneeling down and extending her red, fragrant tongue towards me, I gasped.

"You are...Senni?"

Her next move froze.

The catwoman's tongue was stretched out comically, the tip only inches from my penis.

I looked down at the woman kneeling before me, my gaze scanning her
voluptuous lower half of her face, finally settling on the ring: "Gao Qianni?"

Seeing her stillness, to be honest, my penis hardened even more.

She looked up at me, her seductive voice gone, replaced by a slightly hoarse tone: "You are…"

I simply removed my mask.

Instantly, beneath the long, narrow black mask, the catwoman's shocked gaze was unmistakable.

"Qin, Qin, Qin, Qin Feng…!?"

She jumped to her feet, ripping off her mask.

Undoubtedly, it was Gao Qianni.

In just two or three hours, this alluring colleague had changed into this outfit.

The thin black bodysuit indeed accentuated her graceful figure, and her fair, delicate face
was familiar to me.

And it was only then that I noticed the wavy texture in her long ponytail.

I took a deep breath and forced a smile, "I really didn't expect you... to come here?"

Gao Qianni's face was pale, her lips trembling. After a moment of silence, she whispered, "You...you...you
won't...you won't laugh at me..."

Seeing her anxious expression, I immediately understood her feelings. To be honest, based on our interactions
over year, I was pretty sure that Gao Qianni only showed that ambiguous attitude towards me.

I stepped forward and gently put my arm around her waist.

"Silly girl, what's there to laugh at? We're in the same boat now."

Infected by my cheerful voice, and with me holding her, Qianni quickly relaxed. Looking down at
my firm chest and the erect penis so close to her, she chuckled, "Oh my god, I never thought our first
time would happen here."

As she spoke, she looked at me, her long eyelashes fluttering playfully, giving me a flirtatious wink, "Qin Feng, you
really won't tell anyone?"

Only then did I have the energy to look around.

In the cozy bedroom decorated in purple tones, a heart-shaped bed stood to one side, and as usual, an
enormous , certainly contributing to the ambiance of the bedroom.

I gently kissed her forehead and said, "Qianni, my darling, how did you find this club?"

Qianni lowered her eyelids, pressed her body against my firm chest, and gently traced my nipples with her fingers:
"Well... recently, Old Wang is a high-level executive after all, so there are some places
for . Although that old man might not be able to get in, he's never skimped on my allowance~"

My penis grew even harder, and I chuckled to myself, thinking that Wang Zhiwen, that old man, really
wasn't good enough .

I embraced Qianni's hot body beneath her tight-fitting clothes, my lower body pressed against her lower abdomen, and chuckled softly, "So,
you little vixen, after draining him dry, you took his money and came here to cuckold him?"

Qianni gave me a coquettish, alluring glare and smacked me on the cheek. "You're so annoying! How can you say
'drained '? I just pestered him to do it once a day. Just once, and after only six months, he can't
get hard anymore~"

My lips twitched. Wang Zhiwen was at least forty when they got married. To keep someone that age partying every night for six months,
even if it was just once a night… given his constitution… …I took a deep breath, my heart pounding. “Okay,
Qianni, look at me, I’m already like this, aren’t you going to take off your clothes?”

Qianni seductively grasped my penis and gently rubbed it. “Speaking of Qin Feng, I never expected you to be so
well-endowed . My old Wang is a hundred times better than you.”

I slapped her plump, round buttocks hard. “Hurry up and take off your clothes! Your old Wang has been really upset with me today
, and he’s got nowhere to vent his anger!”

Qianni smiled alluringly, took two steps back in her high-heeled boots, her face provocative, and hooked her fingers on the zipper of her collar,
gently pulling it down.

I took a deep breath.

What a beautiful body she had! In the dim light, Qianni’s fair and translucent skin was radiant.
Her full, voluptuous breasts were breathtakingly beautiful, a full size larger than Wanqing's, forming a perfect sphere.

Standing upright, her smooth abdomen had not an ounce of fat, yet it exuded a voluptuous beauty, combining with
her proud bust and rounded buttocks to create a perfect body.

Like Venus, she possessed a primal beauty, making one unable to help but call her God's masterpiece.

I couldn't tell where Qianni had taken her clothes off to; she was wearing only a thin thong,
her entire vulva exposed before my eyes.

Her pubic hair was sparse, lying obediently on her mons pubis, while her labia were completely hairless,
clean , white with a rosy tint, crystal clear, with a thin slit tightly closed, the labia majora sunken in and covered
, making her appear even more mysterious and adorable.

Seeing me staring blankly at her body, Qianni smiled gently, squatted down, her black leather boots clicking on the floor, and
spread her legs. One hand reached for her genitals, her fingers parting her thong and inserting into her labia, while her other hand grasped my
penis.

Her red lips parted, and she swallowed my large glans.

I groaned softly, beginning to enjoy Qianni's wet, slippery mouth.

The warmth of her mouth almost made me ejaculate; her rosy tongue swirled
endlessly , her lips sucking incessantly as if eating ice cream.

With one hand holding my penis, her genitals spread, she kept moving her head to swallow my penis
while looking at me with her alluring eyes, her cheeks flushed, constantly caressing her genitals.

After a few rounds, I breathed heavily and said, "Qianni, get on the bed and stick your ass out, I want to fuck you from behind."

Qianni spat out my penis, stroking the shaft with one hand and massaging my scrotum with the other, her lips still slick with
saliva. "Qin Feng, so you're such a pervert, you want to fuck me from behind?"

I chuckled and pulled Qianni up.

She put her hands on my shoulders and gave me a deep, intimate kiss.

I lifted her up, supporting her full buttocks, and walked towards the bed while still kissing her.

During this time, my penis, covered in her saliva, slapped against her warm, wet labia.

Once on the bed, Qianni lay face down on the sheets, supporting herself with her hands on her wound, her buttocks raised high, and looked
back at me.

"Qin Feng, is my ass pretty?"

she said, wiggling her buttocks seductively.

It was indeed a beautiful, full bottom. Although her beautiful breasts were no longer visible, the curves of her waist and hips were
clearly outlined. Against the backdrop of her slender waist, they appeared even fuller and rounder, and her pink vulva
was faintly visible .

I reached out and touched her full buttocks, saying, "Qianni, has Lao Wang ever played doggy style with you?"

Qianni giggled and wiggled her hips, actively guiding my fingers into her sticky crotch. Her
thong was already deeply embedded, and her two beautiful labia were so lovely.

"Doggy style? Hehe~ Don't be ridiculous, it's difficult for him to even get a full erection~"

As she spoke, she turned to look at me, and with another thrust of her hips, she let my fingers sink deeper into her crotch, pushing the thong even deeper
into the cleft of her labia.

A soft moan escaped her lips as she blushed and said, "We make love, eight or nine times out of ten
it's 69, you know?"

I pressed my penis against her full, white buttocks, my hands encircling her voluptuous waist,
supporting her hips, and rubbing my penis against her mons pubis.

Even through her thong, I could clearly feel the shape of her mons pubis.

"So how about I satisfy you tonight, my darling Qianni?"

"You...you're such a jerk..."

Qianni gasped, her voice soft and seductive, "Knowing I'm a horny, resentful woman, you still torture me like this...hmm
...your big penis...it'll definitely make me very satisfied...hmm!"

As she spoke, I quickly found my target, my penis initially only moving in and out of her slit.
After a few thrusts, Qianni was already breathing heavily, only able to gasp for air.

What surprised me even more was that after only a few thrusts, I felt my penis
enveloped in warm, wet fluid.

Looking down, I saw that Qianni's lower body was already overflowing with love juice, soaking her thong. The soaked thong,
under the thrusting of my penis, shrank into a long slit, barely covering her honey hole, not fully exposing it.

But this hardly hindered my attack. With each slow thrust, the head of my penis would always push into her
slippery cave.

Pleasure surged, and Qianni could only moan incessantly, moving
her round, white buttocks seductively up and down and left and right in sync with my penis.

Seeing that the time was right, I freed my hands and reached down to her breasts, my index finger touching her nipple.

Qianni couldn't help but tremble, and her nipple became even firmer.

I gently rubbed and twisted it, and Qianni's breathing became faster and faster with the movement of my fingers, becoming increasingly
uncontrollable .

"Ah...ah...no...no...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

It was clear that Qianni's suppressed sexual desire was incredibly strong. Now, after being teased by my burning hot penis,
she was incoherent, her voice as thin as silk, emitting a hazy moan. Any man who heard this would be
even more aroused and eager to continue.

I couldn't help but push her breasts upwards, and her two round, full breasts fell into my palms.

I held the lower part of her breasts with both hands, my fingertips circling her nipples gently. With each circling,
Qianni's whole body trembled, her nerves taut, and her moans grew louder and more
urgent.

I continued to caress her, my hands moving wider and wider, sliding down her lower abdomen, down her thighs,
gently stroking the inside of her thighs, my fingertips tracing the edge of her thong again and again.

"Ah...no...don't do this...just give it to me...um...darling...don't torture
me...I'm already...Jianni is almost completely collapsing. She's been sexually frustrated for a long time, and now, my
fingertips roaming over the sensitive area at the edge of her thong are making every cell in her body throb. Her upper body
keeps twisting and turning, as if trying to release all the pleasure and torment of this torture. I increased
the intensity , lifting her up by the waist, kissing her ear repeatedly, then turning it into licking, then biting, taking her earlobe into
my mouth, gently biting and sucking it with my teeth, then licking and pressing it with my tongue. Qianni can only keep panting."
Her fingers dug deep into my thighs, her body stiffening completely, leaning against me. Her thong had been twisted into
a thin slit; with a slight pull, the thin strip of fabric nestled between her labia, glistening with her juices.

The strip rubbed against her clitoris, making her moan even more wildly, completely immersed in pleasure.
"Ah, husband… ah, husband, fuck me… hurry and put your cock in… stop teasing me… fuck
me hard… my pussy… my pussy needs this right now…"

The thong, now a thin strip, was quickly pulled aside, her honey pot fully exposed to my
cock .

In her dazed state, she writhed her naked body, allowing my cock to rub against her labia.

I felt it was about time, and my cock immediately parted her wet, full labia, slowly squeezing into her
throbbing, sticky hole.

Qianni immediately cooperated, her hips writhing, allowing my cock to slide smoothly into her.

Although only the glans had entered, the absence of the thong already gave me an extraordinary
pleasure , causing my whole body to tremble and letting out a low moan.

As the entire penis slowly slid in, Qianni let out a loud, satisfied moan, the kind of moan only
heard when one is completely absorbed in pleasure.

The moment I penetrated, she went almost crazy, twisting her waist violently. Her tight, overflowing vaginal canal
gripped my penis so tightly it almost tore! I immediately let out a deep roar like a tiger unleashed from the mountains
, too exhausted to even use the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, and could only launch an attack with difficulty, following the twisting of her beautiful buttocks.

The sounds of penetration continued, and with each thrust of my penis, some of the vaginal fluid flowed down, while some splashed everywhere.

Qianni, pressed against the pillow, gripped the sheets tightly, panting heavily. Her large, full breasts
bounced . Looking at her from behind, her round, plump buttocks appeared even more alluring, no wonder
she had drained Wang Zhiwen of his erection in just six months! Haha! I was completely absorbed in savoring the tightness and wetness of her vagina.
This didn't make me give up; it only made me enjoy the hungry, unsatisfied
body of my beautiful, twenty-six-year-old wife even more.

My thrusts were like a storm, with the stamina of a thoroughbred horse. My penis repeatedly parted her two white,
plump labia, penetrating her pink, juicy vulva again and again. My soaring desire fueled wave after wave of intense, surging
attacks.

At the same time, looking down at Qianni's beautiful body, kneeling beneath me as I relentlessly penetrated her from behind, I felt
my mouth go dry.

Having roamed the flower sea for years, I've almost never seen such round, large, snow-white, plump buttocks. Wanqing's small, upturned buttocks
are completely incomparable. And those already large breasts appear even larger because she's lying down,
exuding a sinful allure from behind.

As I looked, my sadistic desire resurfaced, and my target became
the adorable anus above her vaginal opening, throbbing with pleasure from orgasm.

I reached out and touched her genitals, then moved to Qianni's anus, stroked it a few times, and then
thrust my middle finger in hard.

"Ah..."

Qianni screamed. She had been screaming all along, and now her whole body shuddered.

I ignored her and inserted my index finger as well, both fingers
stirring .

Stimulated twice, Qianni suddenly sat up, screaming wildly, her voice soaring to
the heavens. Her vagina trembled, and suddenly a gush of fluid spurted out—she had reached a sudden orgasm! Meanwhile,
my penis, which had been thrusting for so long, showed signs of climaxing, the accumulated pleasure reaching its peak.

I held back no longer, using my remaining strength to thrust wildly into Qianni's lower body.

The sounds of flesh slapping together filled the air, her plump, white buttocks repeatedly slamming against my lower abdomen, creating wave
after wave of beautiful ripples.

"Ah!"

I suddenly cried out softly, my penis plunging deep into her vagina, finally ejaculating a torrent of hot semen.

Qianni screamed even louder, her plump, white buttocks trembling, her lower body convulsing and spasming, releasing
copious amounts of vaginal fluid.

Doused with her hot vaginal fluid, my pent-up semen surged forth, like rolling waves continuously
pouring into the depths of her uterus! After extreme satisfaction came extreme fatigue. After ejaculating, I lay on Qianni's
bare back to rest, my hips pressed tightly against her plump, round buttocks, my penis still inserted in her vagina.

"Hehe, is it good, Qianni baby?"

Qianni barely had the strength to speak, only lying on the bed slowly moaning.

Feeling that my penis was still hard, she turned to look at me, her flushed face filled with a fascinated expression.

"Qin Feng... how many more rounds can you go on?" I gently kissed her smooth neck, feeling the tight, pulsating sensation of her
wet vagina: "A few more rounds won't be a problem, do you want more?"

Hearing my words, Qianni's eyes lit up like a she-wolf who had been thirsty for many years. She turned her body
to face me, still with my penis inside her, her legs wrapped around my waist.

"If you really can go on that many more times, I'll definitely squeeze you dry~"

I chuckled, immediately wrapping my arms around her voluptuous waist and lifting her up in a train bento position,
but just as I was about to start again, my phone suddenly rang.

I frowned, then began to thrust my hips with ease, making Qianni
rise .

Her legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, and in the mirror beside the bed, her beautiful, full, white jade-like feet were hooked
together , her ten jade-like toes curled up.

Her full breasts rose and fell with each thrust.

Soon, she grabbed my body, her two large mounds pressed tightly against my chest, her lower body
secreting a gush of sticky fluid, providing the best lubrication for my penetration.

In an instant, the sounds of flesh slapping together were constant, and Qianni, still lustful, quickly got into the mood.

"Ah, husband, you're so good~ Ah, husband, you're so good at this~ Oh, darling... don't answer the phone... play me to death...
harder, harder... Ahh! It feels so good~"

I really didn't have the energy to answer the phone, and began the second round of assault, cupping Qianni's plump, round buttocks in my hands.

I stood upright by the bed, using my arm strength to lift Qianni's beautiful buttocks and toss her up repeatedly, thrusting my lower body continuously,
allowing my erect penis to penetrate deep into her flesh, the glans directly hitting her tight clitoris.

My penis kept going in and out, producing a lot of vaginal fluid, which kept flowing down Qianni's snow-white thighs.
Vulgar.

My large penis thrust in and out of her tender cunt, each time plunging deep into her core, relentlessly pressing against her clitoris. Qianni moaned loudly,
actively twisting her waist and swaying her hips, groaning and moaning.

Her cunt, having just experienced an orgasm, became incredibly sensitive, involuntarily contracting again. This squeezing
sensation was so wonderful that I couldn't control myself; a tingling, numbing sensation shot through my glans, and my penis
swelled even more. The phone call quickly ended. I grasped Qianni's plump buttocks with both hands, thrusting

my penis freely between her white, tender buttocks . Those snow-white buttocks were round and smooth, their rounded contours somewhat similar to Wanqing's, but much , like a large mass of white, oily fat, swaying constantly with the in-and-out movement of my penis, creating a wave-like, trembling, fleshy sensation. "How am I? Hmm? Baby? How am I?" I growled in a low voice, suppressing my pleasure. Qianni, who was receiving my lovemaking, looked incredibly alluring, moaning , as if she were born with a seductive nature. Especially her lower body was gushing with lustful juices, yet her vagina was surprisingly tight. Her reactions were becoming wilder and more wanton, which amazed me. "Oh...so good...husband...it's so great...oh...oh...ah...I'm going to die ...I'm dying...ah...it's coming again..." I couldn't help but growl even more, "That old bastard Wang Zhiwen has never made you feel good in this position, has he!?" I thrust my lower body wildly, my arms holding her plump buttocks and tossing her up and down repeatedly. This up and down made Qianni's face flush red, her hands gripping tightly, shaking her white and tender , screaming and trembling violently. "No! Never! He only knows the missionary position! Ah... we can do it once a day! Ah... every time after we finish... I have to... masturbate to... feel satisfied... umm... or have him give me oral sex... wow!" Suddenly, she cried out a few times, her big buttocks thrusting back heavily, her vaginal muscles convulsing , and a gush of hot, lustful fluid shot out, all of it hitting my glans. "Isn't that the end? I'm not satisfied yet!" I thrust my hips, not forgetting to slap Qianni's snow-white, plump buttocks twice. Her plump buttocks were soft, white, smooth, and fragrant, feeling wonderful to the touch. Seeing that she had another orgasm, I became even more excited, and I put her down, pushed her towards the , made her support herself on the mirror with both hands, and in an almost standing position, I inserted my penis into her vagina again. "Come on, baby, look at how horny you are now, mmm...so good!" Her plump buttocks gripped my penis tightly, and because of the obstruction of her large buttocks, only the head penis could penetrate her vagina! Even so, Qianni, who had already orgasmed several times, was greatly stimulated. She supported herself in the mirror, watching her full breasts sway and swing, and cried out in a wanton voice. "Ah! I'm a slut...mmm...darling...I'm your darling little slut! Oh Qin Feng darling ...fuck me hard, I'm willing, I'm willing...I'm willing to be fucked by you forever..." Hearing her moans, I thrust even harder, determined to make Qianni orgasm repeatedly, and Qianni moaned . After a few dozen more thrusts, I turned her over and laid her down on the carpet. Qianni straddled me, and I didn't have to do anything, just touch her full breasts. Qianni lifted and lowered herself again and again, busy until she was covered in fragrant sweat. After switching to the riding position, Qianni seemed to activate some hidden mode, twisting her waist . My penis was tightly enveloped by her vaginal muscles, making my whole body numb, and I began to thrust in and out , while my hands were not idle, grasping and kneading her full and alluring breasts. "Oh...ah...good...great...Qin Feng...insert...deeper...no...don't...stop..." After dozens of times, I carried Qianni to the bed, making her face me. Qianni's hands were wrapped around my head, and her tempting snow-white legs were tightly wrapped around my waist. Her eyes were half closed as I fucked her, and she kept saying lewd words. "Good husband...insert faster...ah...insert faster...I'm almost done...done...done...ah... oh..." Qianni's hands were tightly wrapped around my neck, her whole body trembling, and then her lower body gushed wildly, and her vagina continued to convulse. My penis was squeezed tightly by her vaginal muscles and sucked uncomfortably by her constantly contracting vaginal opening, but since I had just ejaculated, the orgasm would come more slowly, so I continued thrusting. Qianni was truly sexually aroused; even after her orgasm, she could still secrete fluid with each thrust. We lay on the bed in the missionary position, I thrust my thick, hard penis deep into her vagina, and Qianni spread her legs and mons pubis as wide as possible, allowing my penis to penetrate as deeply as possible. I began thrusting back and forth, and Qianni, being a married woman, was experienced, moving and moaning in rhythm with me, our movements perfectly synchronized. I used a nine-shallow-one-deep technique, each time giving a final, powerful thrust, feeling the glans touch an oval-shaped protrusion, and Qianni would cry out in excitement. Her body, flushed with desire, rose and fell with the rhythm of my thrusts. Her nimble hips twisted and rose repeatedly, her tender labia, wet and glistening with my juices, sizzling as my penis penetrated her. She moaned passionately, holding me tightly, her hips swaying and trembling, uttering ecstatic murmurs . I cupped her buttocks in my hands, slowly rotating her like a millstone. She lifted her buttocks , grinding my glans against the depths of her vagina with gentle, practiced movements. My pubic bone pressed tightly against her mons pubis and clitoris, my large glans hardening. Soon, I felt my climax approaching, and I thrust forcefully into her vagina, each time pulling my penis to the entrance before plunging it in, my scrotum slapping against her buttocks with a resounding slap. Her body stiffened, her pink face tilting back, her sweat-drenched breasts trembling . My big cock thrust in and out of her opening and closing pussy faster and faster, harder and harder, each . Finally, with a long moan, she reached her climax. Her whole body tensed up as if in a spasm, and after five or six seconds, it went limp as if she were paralyzed.

I felt Qianni's vagina contract violently, the tender flesh of her vaginal walls squeezing my penis incessantly. Unable to endure it
any longer, my thick penis began to convulse violently, throbbing a few times before hot, thick semen finally
erupted like a torrent, shooting into the deepest part of her vagina.

After that, we lay on the bed for a short rest. Only then did I finally have the energy to talk to
Qianni about something unrelated.

"Old Wang really didn't know you'd been here?"

Qianni lay lazily on top of me, a cute smile on her face like a kitten, her beautiful body sprawled out, her fingers gently
stroking my firm chest muscles. "This is my first time here too, of course he wouldn't know."

As she spoke, she rested her head on my chest, looking at me with hazy eyes. "Qin Feng, if I hadn't
met , and had slept with someone else, would you be jealous?"

I stroked the smooth, warm skin of her back. Qianni and I had indeed been very close over the past year,
and I was, as everyone knew, a single man.

It's not surprising that Qianni, a young wife who couldn't find satisfaction in her prematurely aging husband, would target me for an extramarital affair;
it was only a matter of time before things escalated to this point.

However, as for jealousy… I slapped her plump, round buttocks: "You little brat, are you trying to
push me into a puddle?"

Qianni giggled, rolled over, and straddled me, licking my nipple with her tongue, looking at me seductively
: "Qin Feng, from now on, I'll be calling you anytime I'm free, okay?"

Her full breasts pressed against my chest, the round mounds so elastic. I enjoyed
playing with her plump buttocks, chuckling: "Then you absolutely can't let Lao Wang know, or our company will be
in trouble."

Qianni laughed: "Of course not~ Oh right, you missed a call earlier, don't you want to check?"

I then remembered the earlier call, rolled over to the undressing area, and found my phone.

The missed call was from Wanqing… Seeing the change in my expression, Qianni's brows also furrowed slightly.
She got up and walked to my side, not even looking at her phone, and kissed me before saying, “I’m going to take a shower. You can make
your call .”

There was indeed a private bathroom in the corner of the room. After Qianni gracefully walked in, I finally dialed the number.

The beeping sound continued slowly, but there was no sign of it being answered. Even after the sound of water running in the bathroom and the electronic notification
tone sounded, Wanqing still hadn’t answered.

I patiently dialed a second time. The phone rang again slowly, not the dial tone, so I
waited patiently.

Just when the electronic notification tone should have been about to sound, the call was finally answered.

"Hello?"

Wanqing's voice sounded slightly tired. I said softly, "Honey, was there something you needed when you called?"

Wanqing was silent for a moment, and there was silence on the other end of the phone. I waited a few seconds before she spoke again:
"I wanted to tell you that because I have a lot of work, I might sleep at the company tonight. What about you?
When to go home?"

How did she know I wasn't home yet? I didn't have time to think about that question. I said softly, "I'll be home right away.
What time is it now?"

There was another moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Wanqing's voice was tired and cold: "Nine o'clock tonight. You only
need to play ball for two hours? Aren't you going to stay at the court a little longer?"

I looked back at the bathroom that was currently occupied and laughed, "Two hours isn't enough? Well, honey, you go ahead
and do your work. I'll make you a very sumptuous breakfast tomorrow morning!"

Wanqing hummed in agreement and hung up the phone. Perhaps because she was indeed very busy with work, she seemed to
be in a hurry .

After Qianni finished showering, she leisurely dressed and kissed me goodbye.

It was already nine o'clock, and her balding husband was waiting for her at home; Qianni couldn't
let him be lonely for too long.

Then it was my turn to shower. After washing away all traces of Qianni from my body, I calmly
dressed and left the room.

The soft carpeted interior of the club was incredibly warm, and it was the height of the nightlife; behind every closed
door, a scene of lewd passion was likely unfolding.

Just as I was about to leave the area, a door opened, and a masked
man with an erect penis came out to find a waiter. Inside, I could hear a woman laughing and joking with several other men.

Leaving the club, I got into my Toyota and started driving home.

The stirring symphony of fate resonated within me as the black car drove along the quiet night road, its
headlights illuminating the zebra crossings.

As I drove, I took out my phone again, gazing at Wanqing's cool smile in the contact list.

As the clock struck ten, the car finally entered the villa complex. The twenty-eight houses were
scattered sparsely, each occupying a vast area.

After turning left and right several times, I finally stopped the car in the courtyard of the eighteenth house.

The mansion had an area of five thousand square meters, so the garage was naturally large as well.

The garage door was closed, and Wanqing's car wasn't parked in the yard. I skillfully parked and
strolled into the quiet mansion.

The house was, of course, completely dark. The housekeeper only came to clean periodically. I took the elevator to the master bedroom
floor. Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the living room. It was mostly silent except for a faint,
dripping sound, the source of which was unclear—perhaps from the property management,
a water pump or something? I passed through the study and entered the master bedroom. Wanqing hadn't arrived home yet; the spacious bedroom was pitch black.

I turned on the bedside lamp; there was no need to shower, so I quickly stripped off my clothes.

Looking at the beautiful moonlight outside the window, I didn't rush to bed. Instead, I went out onto the balcony and lit a cigarette.

In late spring/early summer, the temperature was very pleasant, and the neighborhood under the moonlight shone with a captivating silvery
glow .

I looked up at the bright moonlight, while also glancing at the other two houses on either side. One side

was the master bedroom's bathroom; the small window let in a fair amount of moonlight, making the bathroom
fairly well-lit even without the lights on.

The other side was the balcony of another secondary bedroom. Only the couple lived in the large house; this bedroom
was, of course, empty, the heavy curtains always drawn.

I smoked a few cigarettes on the balcony, and before going to sleep, I made another call to Wanqing.

This time, time passed again, and standing on the balcony listening to the beeping of the phone, I felt increasingly
impatient.

Just as the electronic tone was about to sound again, more than twenty seconds later, the call finally connected.

"What is it now?"

"I'm home. Are you sure you're sleeping at the company tonight?"

There was another moment of silence on the other end of the line, and I vaguely heard Wanqing sigh softly: "Yeah, so you idiot
, just go to sleep. I'm still working, so don't bother me."

I chuckled, chatted for a few more minutes, and then immediately hung up.

After lying in bed, I glanced at the clock. After all that fuss, it was almost 11 p.m.

The soft mattress was so comfortable. After several rounds of playful fighting with Qianni, I quickly drifted off to sleep.

………………………………………………………………

"Hmm…………"

I don't know how much time had passed, but I slowly opened my eyes.

I had just had a dream. I forgot the details, but it must have been wonderful.

I groggily looked at the bedside table. It was around 1 a.m.

I woke up after only two hours of sleep? A strong urge to urinate
washed over me, so I dragged myself to the bathroom and relieved

myself. After a few dribbles, my sleepiness cleared considerably. I patted my head, feeling quite awake, and decided to go back out onto the balcony.

All was quiet outside, and the moonstone at midnight was so dazzling and captivating. I lazily stretched, looking
around to see where I'd put the pack of cigarettes.

Just then, that sound started again.

It hadn't been there a moment ago, but just now, that dripping sound started again.

I frowned, because this time the sound was quite rapid, like a continuous stream of broken beads.

No, my head was still a little fuzzy; I hadn't slept enough. Too lazy to call the property management, I
went back inside and collapsed into bed.

Around four in the morning, I was groggily awakened again by a sound—a creaking
sound, seemingly coming from the yard, followed by what sounded like a bang from a manhole cover.

I barely opened my eyes a crack, vaguely heard that, and then went back to sleep.

My sleep quality tonight was truly terrible. That damn Wanqing, why did she have to work overtime? Otherwise, I would
have slept soundly until dawn.

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