[Older Man, Younger Woman] (Ah Zhen, a Beautiful Young Wife) (41) Author: baxx1979

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Author: baxx1979
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The old beggar slept so comfortably for the first time. In his dream, he was at the corner of a park watching three or four
little boys who looked similar to him playing. Ah Zhen was watching them with a smile. This happy family
scene lingered in his dream for a long time.

Ah Zhen gently returned to his side, then lightly lifted her clothes and said to the old beggar, "There's still some milk left,
drink it while it's hot, don't waste it." The old beggar lay on Ah Zhen's chest and began to suckle. At this moment,
Old Xu suddenly appeared in front of them and shouted loudly. The old beggar immediately broke out in a cold sweat...

He woke up...

It was already past 5 a.m. The old beggar, who had woken up in a cold sweat, found himself lying on a pair of soft
, warm objects. He rubbed his eyes and then remembered that he had unknowingly fallen asleep on Ah Zhen last night
. He was now covered with his dark little blanket, and Ah Zhen was beneath him, breathing evenly
, each breath so fragrant.

He greedily inhaled the sweet scent—the unique aroma of a beautiful woman. Remembering how Old Xu had ruined
his dream , the old man was still a bit angry. Seeing Ah Zhen's heaving
chest, he couldn't help but snort, thinking: "Hmph, Old Xu, what the hell are you acting all high and mighty for? Your woman is mine
now !

" Old men have short sleeps and frequent urination at night. He rubbed his eyes, got up, and trudged to the toilet to relieve himself. He spat a
mouthful of phlegm on the ground, wiped it with his shoe, and grumbled back to his room. In the dim light,
he carefully examined the beauty lying on his bed.

This sleeping beauty had long, flowing black hair, and had just turned to sleep on her side. Her arms were tucked into
her chest, her two white breasts tightly pressed together, creating a deep cleavage. Her boxer shorts
clung gracefully to her curvaceous buttocks, and her flat stomach connected to the opening of her vulva—utterly
alluring.

The old beggar was stunned. He slapped himself hard, muttering, "What good fortune did I accumulate in my past life
to receive such a wonderful treatment?" The slap was loud, causing Ah Zhen to groggily turn over. Suddenly,
her breasts were exposed before the old beggar, her legs slightly parted, her smooth, white thighs rubbing against each other. What a
beauty! It was clear that although Ah Zhen had given birth, it hadn't affected her much. In fact,
it had given her a natural, feminine beauty that not every woman possessed.

The old beggar didn't appreciate it. Without any tenderness, he climbed onto Ah Zhen's body and
began to pull her panties down from the side. The lace panties were thin, but they clung tightly to the young woman's body, and
it wasn't so easy to tear them off in a few strokes. Ah Zhen, exhausted from the physical labor she had done the previous afternoon and evening, slept soundly .

Unbeknownst to her, a
dirty old man was on top of her, removing her underwear—the so-called last line of defense. She let out a soft "Mmm" and continued sleeping. The old beggar, growing increasingly angry, slapped Ah Zhen's thigh lightly, but enough to make her moan softly in her sleep and slightly shift her legs. With a quick pull , the old beggar ripped off Ah Zhen's lace underwear, revealing it from her beautiful ankles. He then picked up the underwear, which still Ah Zhen's fragrant scent. Because she had sweated too much yesterday afternoon, and it was the first time Ah Zhen hadn't showered the night before, her scent was quite strong, but it suited the old beggar's taste. He sniffed it intensely, making "mmm" sounds. So fragrant, so fragrant, this is a treasure, I must keep it... Turning his head, he saw Ah Zhen lying on the bed. This was glanced at her a few times and chuckled. Suddenly, he leaned down and lay between Ah Zhen's thighs. He stuck out his tongue and licked Ah Zhen's two tender labia hard. Ah Zhen's labia were pink, without any black markings. Anyone with a bit of knowledge would know that this was a vulva that had rarely been used by others, and one that had rarely been used for masturbation. A woman who could remain so pink and tender at this age usually had been sexually repressed for too long, and most importantly, had never experienced a true . That's why Ah Zhen felt conquered by the old beggar. The old beggar, like a snake grasping its vital spot, started with Ah Zhen's breasts. In this accidental way, Ah Zhen fell into the old beggar . But Ah Zhen had rarely had her genitals licked by a man. The first time was when she was seventeen and Old Xu was in his sixties. Looking at the man on top of her, Ah Zhen was very scared. The man didn't even take off her bra before thrusting into her, making the dry Ah Zhen even more painful. In the end, Old Xu directly licked Ah Zhen's genitals. This was the most memorable and unforgettable time for Ah Zhen. The old beggar was now desperately sticking out his tongue, licking Ah Zhen's clitoris. The taste was a bit salty, but the old beggar didn't care. To him, it was a delicious treat. He continued to stick his tongue into the opening. There was a piece of flesh above the opening, which was what women commonly called the G-spot. The old beggar's tongue licked over this small piece of flesh, causing Ah Zhen, who was sleeping, to involuntarily "hum..." and her buttocks followed the old beggar's movements, suddenly arching her back, and her hands suddenly gripped the blankets tightly, forming a wrinkle. Seeing this, the old beggar became even more enthusiastic. His tongue swirled and rolled, and Ah Zhen's pubic hair, short and warm, felt like dew-kissed green leaves when he licked it. With each lick, Ah Zhen began to moan unconsciously . The old beggar's tongue was thickly coated; his saliva, due to a lack of nutrition, was very sticky and fishy. So , brushing against Ah Zhen's tender vulva felt like brushing a vulva, and Ah Zhen sensitively enjoyed this friction. "Hmm...hmm...uh-huh..." Ah Zhen murmured, her legs becoming wet, especially as the old beggar's dirty hair brushed against her inner thighs like hedgehogs, making the sensitive Ah Zhen feel even more comfortable. Ah Zhen's lower body began to wet, and she smacked and sucked on the old beggar's tongue with great effort, making hissing sounds like eating porridge, which suddenly woke Ah Zhen from her sleep. When Ah Zhen opened her eyes, she first felt a little cold in her lower body, but her genitals felt warm.

With her hands braced against the bed, she arched her back slightly and saw the old beggar
busily working . A wave of itching rose from her lower body.

"Ah..." Ah Zhen let out a seductive sound, tilting her head back and spreading her legs.
She felt no shame; this was how she expressed the feeling of the old beggar licking her clitoris through her voice
.

Hearing Ah Zhen's sound, the old beggar knew she was awake and became even more enthusiastic,
smacking into her vagina. Ah Zhen's vagina was narrow, and the thick, slippery thing moved in and out, giving Ah Zhen
a full-on sexual experience. This was the first time she had ever truly let a man lick her genitals. She now understood
how pleasurable licking of the genitals could be. No wonder she had always wondered if it was really that pleasurable when she saw the old beggar's eyes closed
in ; now she knew.

Her brows were furrowed, her lips were tightly pressed together, and apart from unconsciously groaning, she weakly
enjoyed the sensation, her heart filled with inexplicable gratitude towards the old beggar. She truly thanked this old man from the bottom of her heart; it was he who
had allowed her to feel the power of sex, and it was because of his love that she felt the essence of womanhood.

She lovingly watched the old man bustling between her legs, trying her best to spread her thighs so he could lick her more comfortably,
but it was no use. The stimulation of the old beggar's rough tongue rubbing against her clitoris was too pleasurable, forcing her
to clench the old beggar's head tightly, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Suddenly, Ah Zhen let out a cry of "Ah..." and a gush of clear water gushed from her lower body like a spring,
spraying directly onto the old beggar's face, leaving him bewildered. The water sprayed high, splashing directly onto the bed, and
Ah Zhen's body arched up; she couldn't control the water.

Then, Ah Zhen collapsed onto the bed, motionless, panting heavily. She had an orgasm
, her chest heaving with pleasure.

She grabbed the old beggar kneeling between her thighs, unable to express her feelings. She
only knew guilt, pleasure, and happiness. She leaned forward, suddenly pulling the old beggar close to her. He
readily allowed the beautiful young woman to embrace him, then lay down on Ah Zhen's chest.

She ejaculated; he was exhausted. Ah Zhen held the old beggar close, murmured tenderly, and stroked his
greasy hair. His hair was unwashed, and the nauseating smell was unbearable, but
Ah Zhen felt no repulsion. In her heart, this man was truly good to her.

"Huff...huff...so good..." Ah Zhen gasped, gently saying, "So...good...
thank you."

She thanked me? She actually thanked me? The old beggar, resting on Ah Zhen's chest, was momentarily stunned.
No , especially not a beautiful woman. He felt a surge of emotion, unsure how to respond.

"You...you're sweating...are you tired?" Ah Zhen continued to gaze lovingly at the sweating beggar.

"No...hey, no...your hole tastes so good," the old beggar stammered, uneducated and clueless.

Hearing such blunt words, Ah Zhen blushed instantly. "Ugh...that...there...
you can't ...eat it," Ah Zhen stammered softly.

"Why? Why can't I eat it?" The old beggar stared, wide-eyed. He'd lived to be over eighty, this was the first time he'd tasted a woman's
vulva, yet this woman in her twenties was telling him he couldn't. What kind of logic was that?

"That...that's for you...for you. That...use...if you eat it, that...will
...will squirt water..." Ah Zhen blushed, her own orgasm having startled her.

"Oh...hey, mine, you're mine, I can eat you whenever I want, that water felt so good, look, I ate it,"
the old beggar stuck out his tongue to show he had just drunk Ah Zhen's love juice.

"Oh, you...you...you're so annoying...you're so annoying...how could you do this...so annoying," Ah Zhen
was so ashamed she wanted to collapse. Hearing the old beggar speak so directly, so blatantly,
was incredibly stimulating to her.

She shifted slightly, looking at the old beggar kneeling before her chest. Her legs gently lifted and bent, clamping
between the old beggar's thin buttocks. A voluptuous, beautiful young woman and a frail, thin old man created a
breathtaking scene, and in their hearts, it was a primal desire, so intertwined with love.

(To be continued)

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