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The Stepmother's Lucky Envelope

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Summer in southern Taiwan is scorching hot. On a Saturday afternoon, Zhuang Zhiyang drove his truck along the provincial highway
, pondering the past two months. He wondered what had gotten into him, why life had been so difficult.

He had lost his father, his girlfriend of four years had left him, and his brother, unable to bear the grief of losing their father, or perhaps having a deep
affinity for Buddhism, had gone to Tibet to seek enlightenment.

Zhuang Zhiyang was 25 years old, 168cm tall, no different from other young people, except that he had to
endure life's hardships much earlier than others.

Driving along the provincial highway, Zhiyang suppressed his grief and anger, tears streaming down his face without him realizing it.

He thought to himself, how could God be so cruel in testing him, leaving him so helpless and isolated
?

Suddenly, the beautiful face and alluring figure of his stepmother, Shen Lanxin, flashed through his mind. Driving, Zhuang Zhiyang wiped away
his tears , thinking that this was the only non-blood-related relative in the world who depended on him for survival.
A sense of relief washed over him. He continued driving, lost in thought… and the client arrived.

At the same time, Shen Lanxin awoke with a start from her afternoon nap.

Shen Lanxin was 33 years old, 165cm tall, with measurements of 34-24-35. She had married Zhiyang's father five years ago
and was now managing her late husband's Yangcheng Hardware Company through her secretary.

Leaning against the headboard, Shen Lanxin recalled her dream. Why had she been dreaming of Zhiyang's father so frequently lately? Why did she often dream of being naked and intimately entwined with Zhiyang in bed, and why did she always wake up in a fright just

as his penis was about to penetrate her ? 　　In her dream, Zhiyang's father told her to take good care of Zhiyang, to care for him like a mother, and to serve him like a wife. Then, in the dream, Zhiyang and she were naked, caressing and kissing each other. 　　Shen Lanxin felt her lower body was soaked; her panties were half-soaked with her own fluids. She had to get up and go to the bathroom to shower and change her wet panties. 　　In the bathroom, Shen Lanxin sprayed water on her body, thinking about Zhiyang's hard, hot penis in the dream. She wondered if it was as hard and hot in real life; her ex-husband's penis didn't seem to be so hard and hot. 　　Shen Lanxin had only ever had sex with her ex-husband. She wondered if a penis with only erectile tissue could be so hard and hot . Why did she have short, neat hair in the dream? 　　Shen Lanxin touched her breasts, her buttocks, her vulva… Suddenly, something flashed through her mind—that's it! In her dream, her ex-husband instructed her to prepare a brown paper envelope as a channel for communicating about . 　　Shen Lanxin thought to herself, "I must have it ready before Zhiyang gets off work." So, after showering, she put on some light clothing and went out. 　　After dinner, on the living room sofa, Lanxin was facing the television, her hand resting on the armrest. Zhiyang sat on the single sofa next to her, reading the newspaper. He was deeply attracted by the view under Lanxin's skirt, his gaze frequently drifting to the white panties that were faintly visible at the base of her thighs. 　　The smooth, supple skin of her thighs, the slight indentation of the white panties—Zhiyang's mind wandered, and his penis slowly grew, pressing against his jeans. 　　Lan Xin felt a burning gaze searching beneath her tight skirt. Skillfully, she focused her eyes on Zhi Yang's genitals, noticing his jeans were bulging from his erect penis… 　　Lan Xin knew that Zhi Yang's girlfriend of four years had recently betrayed him, throwing herself at a younger man. Zhi Yang was deeply hurt and seemed sullen lately, no longer occasionally leaning on her and acting coquettishly like before. 　　Lan Xin thought to herself, subtly shifting her hips and skillfully spreading her thighs, letting Zhi Yang admire the view beneath her skirt . She was pleased that she could arouse him… 　　Lan Xin felt a breathy breath spreading in the air, though it was so subtle, she could feel its presence. 　　Lan Xin was being explored by Zhi Yang's greedy gaze. 　　Feeling a heat rising in her lower body, fearing her panties would be soaked with vaginal fluid, she stood up and said, "Zhi Yang, Auntie's going to take a shower, then we can go to the night market, okay?" 　　Zhi Yang snapped back to reality and said, "Okay…okay." 　　Zhiyang watched Lanxin enter the room, his eyes fixed on the panty line on her skirt. 　　He returned to his room to shower, but upon entering, he noticed a manila envelope on his desk… 　　There was a bright red lipstick mark on it. Zhiyang opened the envelope; inside was a perfumed note that read: “Dear Zhiyang … 　　Auntie has seen you so down these past two months, and I feel so sorry for you. 　　Auntie is afraid that talking to you face-to-face might make you feel awkward or unwilling to talk, so Auntie can only communicate with you through this envelope. As long as you're willing, any topic, any grievances in your heart, Auntie is willing to listen. 　　Auntie and you are now each other's only support, and I just want to understand you better, care for you more, and have a closer relationship. Auntie hopes you can communicate with me through this manila envelope. Okay?” 　　The lipstick mark on the envelope and the note was Auntie's lipstick mark. This was from when Auntie was looking for her… 　　"Your loving Aunt Lanxin..." 　　After showering, Zhiyang walked out of the living room and saw his aunt wearing a light yellow, tight-fitting sleeveless top, her fair breasts slightly exposed, her alluring cleavage attracting his gaze. She paired it with tight jeans, giving her a refreshing look. 　　Zhiyang said, "Auntie, you're so beautiful!" 　　Lanxin smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Zhiyang. I'm glad 　　you like it." Zhiyang continued, "Auntie, I'm sorry to have worried you. I'll communicate properly through the envelope so you don't need worry. 　　" Lanxin happily hugged Zhiyang and said, "Good boy, Auntie is so happy, so happy." 　　As Lanxin and Zhiyang embraced, Lanxin felt something firm pressing against her honeypot. Her face flushed and her heart pounded gently pushed him away and said, "Zhiyang, let's go to the night market. 　　" Zhiyang teased, "Okay!" Zhiyang and the beautiful aunt went to the night market. 　　Zhiyang took Lanxin's hand and walked outside. Lanxin was startled, but followed Zhiyang out. 　　In the quiet night, Shen Lanxin woke up again from her dream. She sat against the headboard with her eyes closed, recalling the vivid and unreal scenes of her dream . In the dream, Zhiyang gently caressed her beautiful body, licking and kissing her entire body… 　　Following the scenes in her dream, Shen Lanxin unconsciously gently stroked her full, firm breasts, feeling her nipples harden. Mmm… hum… mmm… Zhiyang… As she comfortably closed her eyes, she worriedly looked towards the door…

Upon closer inspection, she found a brown envelope on the floor.

Excitedly, Shen Lanxin picked it up and leaned against the headboard, looking at it. Next to her lip print was
a McDonald's symbol. Shen Lanxin wondered what Zhiyang meant by drawing the McDonald's symbol. She took out
the letter.

"My dearest Lanxin: Lanxin, I'm sorry to have worried you. I just can't understand why my ex-girlfriend looks so much
like you. I always thought she would be as gentle and virtuous as Lanxin…

but I never imagined that despite looking alike, our personalities would be so different. It's all in the past now, and from now on, I
have no more feelings for her.

Lanxin, the McDonald's symbol on the envelope is a top-down view. Guess what it is? Lanxin, you are
so beautiful. I really like you, even…

I love you, Zhiyang.

" Lanxin pondered the meaning of Zhiyang's letter, reading it over and over. She noticed that there wasn't a single word of auntie language,
not even the McDonald's symbol… Zhiyang was being cryptic, not saying it outright.

Lan Xin seemed to have a conclusion in her heart, but it was so vague and uncertain.

The only thing Lan Xin was certain of was that Zhiyang liked her, and that was enough to make her very happy. To her, Zhiyang seemed to have
an attraction, perhaps to all women: Over the next few days, the envelopes not only contained McDonald's symbols, but also products from
Lan Xin's company... an umbrella-shaped wheelchair, and a mushroom.

Zhiyang's letters were even more blatantly provocative to Lan Xin. Lan Xin now understood that the McDonald's symbol, the umbrella-shaped
wheelchair, and the mushroom were metaphors for Zhiyang's glans. Lan Xin blushed and her heart pounded. Lan Xin had never imagined that although Zhiyang was kind and hardworking, he
could be so aggressive towards women, so unpretentious, yet she didn't feel disgusted.

Lan Xin thought about the changes in their relationship. She wasn't a promiscuous woman, so why was she so
attached ?

Could it be that she had liked Zhiyang from the very beginning? Was the dream a message from her deceased husband, or was it just her own
thoughts during the day manifesting in her dreams?

Lan Xin was thinking when suddenly a thought flashed through her mind: short hair. In her dream, when she was entangled with Zhi Yang, she had short, neat hair
. Was it all preordained?

It was the weekend again. Lan Xin's company had a two-day weekend, but Zhi Yang still had to work today; he
worked for a paint distributor.

At the dinner table, Lan Xin said to Zhi Yang, "Zhi Yang, come home a little earlier today and help Auntie hang a painting,
okay?"

Zhi Yang said, "Of course! Helping a beautiful woman is a great pleasure.

" Lan Xin blushed and her heart pounded at Zhi Yang's teasing, and she lowered her head shyly.

Zhi Yang walked behind Lan Xin and hugged her, saying, "Auntie's blushing!"

Lan Xin said, "You're being naughty again." Zhi Yang hugged Lan Xin from behind and said, "I'm not! I'm just being affectionate towards Auntie.

" Lan Xin stood up and turned around, saying, "I'm going to be late for work, stop being so cutesy."

As soon as Lan Xin finished speaking, Zhi Yang's warm lips pressed against her fiery red lips. Lan Xin opened her eyes wide and looked at
Zhi Yang . Zhi Yang hugged her and kissed her. Lan Xin was startled, then closed her eyes, enjoying the dreamlike intimacy. Zhi Yang's
hands caressed Lan Xin's back and full buttocks.

Lan Xin leaned softly against Zhi Yang, both of them breathing heavily: "Mmm... mmm..."

Zhi Yang's hands slowly increased the pressure, rubbing his hard penis against Lan Xin's honey pot, his hands also going deeper, caressing
Lan Xin's firm and smooth buttocks, slowly moving from her buttocks to her front, teasing her honey pot with his fingers through Lan Xin's panties.

Lan Xin moaned: "Mmm... mmm..."

Zhi Yang felt that Lan Xin was already wet, and gently pushed Lan Xin away, saying: "Lan Xin is naughty, you're all wet."

Lan Xin said shyly and affectionately: "It's all... Zhi Yang's fault!" "Zhi Yang is the naughty one."

Zhi Yang continued: "Lan Xin is naughty, you're so comfortable that you're wet, but you're still restraining yourself, not daring to cry out."

Lan Xin lowered her head and said, "I didn't!"

Zhi Yang said, "I went to work."

Lan Xin, her face flushed and breathing softly, remained in the living room, savoring Zhi Yang's gentleness and
the feeling of his firmness…

Lan Xin had gotten a refreshing short haircut that afternoon and wore a tight-fitting dress.

When Zhi Yang came home from work, he saw Lan Xin and said, "Auntie, you're so beautiful!" Then he hugged Lan Xin and
gently kissed her on the cheek.

Zhi Yang said, "Come on, let's hang the paintings."

Inside the room, Zhi Yang picked up a drill, a level, and a hammer, and worked for a while, already drenched in sweat. So he took off
his shirt, leaving only a pair of shorts
. Zhi Yang climbed the aluminum ladder, and as he was hanging the paintings, he suddenly saw Lan Xin, who was holding onto the ladder, her face right in front of his shorts, seemingly captivated by his scent.

Zhi Yang took the opportunity to occasionally touch Lan Xin's face with his penis, which was awakening and slowly growing larger.

Lan Xin felt the penis growing larger and harder. She didn't realize Zhiyang was doing it on purpose; her
mind if anything, focused on his penis.

After hanging the painting, as Zhiyang descended the aluminum stairs, Lan Xin suddenly snapped back to reality, her face flushed.

Zhiyang hugged her from behind and said, "Lan Xin, how will you thank me for helping you hang the painting?"

Lan Xin said shyly, "Auntie… I'll cook you a delicious dinner."

Zhiyang said, "I don't want that! Cooking for Zhiyang is what Auntie should do." He then kissed
Lan Xin's ear. Lan Xin trembled and let out a soft moan: "Mmm…"

Zhiyang kissed and licked Lan Xin's ear, her fair neck, her smooth shoulders, his hands caressing her beautiful body and
alluring figure.

Lan Xin writhed, her hands gently stroking Zhiyang's strong arms: "Ah!" Zhiyang… ah… no
… no… ah…

Zhiyang’s hands, through Lanxin’s tight-fitting dress, caressed Lanxin’s full breasts. Zhiyang groaned: Oh!
Lanxin… oh… your breasts are so soft… so big… ah… so nice to touch…

Zhiyang pulled down Lanxin’s shoulder strap, supported her breast with his left hand, and gently stroked Lanxin’s beautiful breasts with his right hand, sometimes
gently circling around the nipple and stroking it.

Lan Xin's body writhed and swayed, her breathing growing heavier, moaning softly: "Ah... Zhiyang... Oh...
So good...

Mmm... Ah..."

Zhiyang had Lan Xin lean against the desk, bending down to lick and suckle her breasts, his tongue caressing her erect nipples.
His hands occasionally teased her full breasts and the inside of her thighs. Lan Xin's mind went blank as she moaned: "Ah...
You naughty boy... So good... Ah... So good... Oh... Ah..."

Seeing Lan Xin panting with excitement, Zhiyang's hand slipped inside her panties, caressing her labia and teasing her thick, dark labia.
Mao.

Lan Xin's vulva was already soaking wet. Zhi Yang stroked her as he led her to the bed, gently laid her down,
and pulled down her white panties. He used his wet middle finger to circle and stroke her clitoris.
Lan in Zhi Yang's caresses. She went crazy, moaning: "Ah... Zhi Yang... so good... so good
... I can't take it anymore...

ah... ah..."

Zhi Yang inserted his middle finger into her vulva, as if he felt a suction force pulling his finger
in .

Lan Xin opened her mouth, frowned, and closed her eyes: "Ah... ah..." Zhi Yang slowly used his middle finger to thrust in and
out of her gushing vulva, his thumb pressing on her clitoris.

Lan Xin couldn't resist Zhi Yang's gentle teasing and caresses: Ah... Ah... Zhi Yang... So comfortable...
Lan Xin... Quick...

I'll come... Ah... Ah...

Zhi Yang felt Lan Xin's vagina contracting, and her breathing became more and more rapid. Zhi Yang accelerated the movement of his middle finger, and
groaned: Oh... Lan Xin... Ah... So comfortable... You have so much... so much... Ah...

Lan Xin hugged Zhi Yang's neck with both hands: Ah... I can't take it... I... Ah... I'm coming... Ah...

Lan Xin arched her back for a few seconds, trembled a few times, and lay on Zhi Yang's firm chest, breathing heavily. Her full
breasts rose and fell with her breathing, slowly calming down...

When Lan Xin slowly came to her senses, she felt her vagina throbbing with pain. When she opened her eyes, Zhi Yang was using his hard and hot penis
to forcefully squeeze into her vagina: Ah... It hurts... Ah... Slow... Ah...

Zhi Yang could only rub the dark red glans against her vagina, labia, and clitoris, slowly rotating in and out.

Lan Xin's wet pussy felt so good being scraped by the ridges of the glans, so good, ah... ah... As the fierce, big
cock slowly squeezed into her wet pussy, Lan Xin screamed wildly, ah... pain... good... ah... so good...
…

Zhiyang thrust hard, the entire length disappearing. Lanxin opened her mouth wide: Ah…

Zhiyang slowly thrust in and out, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, rotating. Lanxin seemed bewitched, crying out: Ah…
Zhiyang, husband… Ah… So good… Dear brother… So comfortable… Oh… Ah… Ah… Ah…
I’ve come again… Ah…

Zhiyang continued thrusting into her wet pussy, making a “splashing… splashing…” sound. Lanxin’s juices were uncontrollably
drawn out by his hard cock…

Ah… I can’t take it… I can’t take it… No… Ah… I’ve come again… Ah… Lanxin didn’t know
how many times she came, finally exhausted…

Seeing that Lanxin was comfortable, Zhiyang couldn’t bear to continue, so he pulled out his fierce, big cock, which throbbed
.

Lan Xin felt so good. She had never known sex could be so pleasurable. Her mind was dizzy and blank; she felt like she
was in heaven. The feeling was indescribable. She didn't know how long it had been before she came to her senses and opened her eyes to see Zhi Yang caressing
every inch of her skin, his eyes intently admiring her beautiful body and alluring curves.

Lan Xin said shyly, "Zhi Yang... thank you, Auntie feels so good."

Zhi Yang pouted and said, "No, Auntie, it's Xin-mei."

Lan Xin blushed even more and said, "Husband, Xin-mei feels so good. Thank you, husband, dear brother."

Zhi Yang continued, "I haven't come yet, Xin-mei has to take responsibility.

" Seeing his large, hard, throbbing penis, Lan Xin said, "Zhi Yang, your little brother is so big and thick! Much bigger and
thicker than your father's. No wonder my little pussy still hurts. Xin-mei can't take it anymore, what should I do?"

Zhiyang gently pressed Lanxin's head down towards his throbbing penis. Lanxin, in perfect harmony, slowly stroked
his penis with her hand, taking the glans into her mouth and licking it gently. She then licked the shaft with her tongue, sucking on the scrotum and
testicles …

Zhiyang groaned: "Ah…you're so good at licking…oh…so good…ah…"

Lanxin occasionally glanced at Zhiyang with seductive eyes, her nose twitching as she groaned…

Zhiyang's face contorted as he groaned. Lanxin felt a great sense of accomplishment, feeling his penis swell and fill her mouth
, throbbing. She quickened her stroking, taking his penis in and out of her mouth, teasingly saying: "Oh
…Zhiyang…your penis is so big…so thick…oh…so hard…so hot…does it feel good…ah…"
…So good…

Zhiyang gasped, his mouth wide open: Ah…faster…faster…almost coming…ah…ah…

Lanxin took the hot, dark red glans into her mouth, her hand rapidly stroking the large penis, her nose twitching: Hmm…hmm…hmm…
Waves of semen sprayed into his mouth, the glans throbbing, Zhiyang felt good…

Zhiyang stroked Lanxin's hair comfortably and said: Lanxin, will you marry me?

Lanxin said: Xinmei can't marry brother. In name, I'm your aunt, your father's wife. As long as Zhiyang
has Xinmei in his heart, that's enough. Xinmei is your aunt, your wife, your Xinmei. Xinmei will take good care of you and
serve you.

Zhiyang said: Wouldn't that be unfair to you, Mom?

Lanxin happily said: I'm so happy you call me Mom. Mom is Zhiyang's mom, Mom is Zhiyang
's lover, and Zhiyang is also Mom's little lover.

Zhiyang asked: Mom! Is it good?

Lanxin blushed and said shyly, "Mom, it feels so good. I had so many orgasms. You're so much better than your dad.
You're both gentle and fierce. I've never felt so good in my life. Thank you, my little husband."

Zhiyang said, "Mom, you were so lewd just now! I loved it!"

Lanxin lowered her head and said, "I've only ever been lewd with you, brother. Only you can make me
lewd . I love you

, Xinmei. Don't you understand me? I'm not a lewd woman."

Zhiyang said, "I never said you were lewd and loved every woman you saw. Mom is the best. You're only lewd with Zhiyang...
"

As dawn broke, Lanxin woke up and admired Zhiyang's naked body. Seeing his little brother lying softly, she
thought , "My little brother is so amazing! My little brother is so cute! When he was erect and hot, his veins were bulging, but now
he's soft.

When he was erect, he was harder and thicker than in my dreams, which made me feel so good."

Seeing that Zhiyang was fast asleep, Lanxin couldn't bear to disturb his sleep, especially since her vagina was still sore. So
she got up, dressed, and went to cook breakfast.

Lanxin was wearing a shirt and only white panties. After cooking the vegetables, she was making porridge.

Zhiyang, wearing only his underwear and shirtless, walked into the kitchen and hugged Lanxin from behind. Lanxin was startled and said, "Husband, you're being naughty!"
"Get up without clothes, you'll catch a cold."

Zhiyang's hand slipped inside Lanxin's shirt, caressing her full breasts: "Oh...so big...so soft...
it feels so good...

" Lanxin wriggled and said, "Husband, you've been naughty this morning: Ah...no...you'll get wet again...ah..."

Zhiyang smiled and said, "It's good that you're wet, then your husband can make you feel good."

Lanxin could only pull Zhiyang to sit on a chair at the dining table and said, "Eat breakfast first, otherwise I won't talk to you or care for you!"

Zhiyang could only sit and wait.

Lanxin brought the porridge to the table, and Zhiyang said, "Why is there only this much food for hot porridge?"

Lanxin said, "There's too much, I can't finish it."

Zhiyang said, "Xinxin, haven't you heard? Eating hot porridge hurts the vegetables; marrying a beautiful woman hurts the husband. Look,
your father died young because he married a beautiful woman.

" Lanxin blushed and said shyly, "Husband, you're so naughty! You're bullying me, let alone marrying a beautiful woman, who can live for
decades ."

Zhiyang, with a pained expression, said to Lanxin, "My little brother's been naughty again!"

Lanxin, seeing the large tent in Zhiyang's underwear, said, "Honey, eat first. Your little brother's been naughty; let your older sister
discipline him.

" She then carefully pulled out his hard, erect penis, stroking it with her hand, licking it with her tongue, and sucking it.
Zhiyang enjoyed Lanxin's services while eating breakfast.

After dinner, Zhiyang watched TV while Lanxin continued licking his erect penis. Just then, Zhiyang's phone
rang . He answered, and Lanxin murmured, "Mmm...mmm..." while licking his penis.

Zhiyang said, "Okay...I'll be right there...mmm...okay..."

After hanging up, Lanxin asked, "Who called?"

Zhiyang said, "My sister-in-law, Wenwen, said she has something important to discuss with me."

Lanxin said, "Then hurry up! Call back if anything happens, and come back early!"

Zhiyang said, "I know, but...I want it now!"

Lan Xin said, "No, be good, go see what's going on first, then you can play comfortably when you get back."

Zhi Yang pouted and said, "Okay!"

Zhi Yang straightened his clothes and went out.

Wenwen was Zhi Yang's sister-in-law, 27 years old, 156cm tall. Although not tall,
she was petite but perfectly proportioned, a small but beautiful woman. She had been married to Zhi Yang's
older brother for two years without children...

Because Zhi Yang's older brother was a devout Buddhist and suffered the pain of losing his father, he divorced Wenwen and went to Tibet to seek enlightenment.

Wenwen was an employee of Lan Xin's company.

Zhi Yang rang the apartment doorbell, and Wenwen opened the door, swaying as if she had drunk quite a bit.

Zhi Yang helped Wenwen sit on the sofa and said, "Sister-in-law, why are you drinking? Don't you not drink?"

Wenwen said with blurry eyes, "I'm in a bad mood, you... Brother... went to Tibet... I'm lonely..."

Zhi Yang said, "Brother, I'm sorry, but there are many other people who care about you!"

Wenwen said, "Zhiyang...do you care about me? You know, after your older brother...went to Tibet...I...dreamed
...thinking of you...do you know that?"

Zhiyang knew Wenwen was drunk and talking nonsense.

Zhiyang said, "Sister-in-law, you're drunk." Wenwen said

, "I'm not drunk, ugh..." Wenwen vomited all over herself.

Zhiyang could only pick Wenwen up and take her to the bathroom, where he ran warm water. Zhiyang thought to himself: "As long as there are no impure thoughts in your heart,
there are no taboos."

Zhiyang took off Wenwen's t-shirt, shorts, bra, and panties, rinsed her with water, and washed
her body with soap...

As Zhiyang washed, his large penis was already throbbing with veins. Wenwen had full breasts, pink nipples,
small , smooth and delicate skin, a small honey garden, and lush pubic hair.

Zhiyang couldn't resist caressing Wenwen's breasts, garden, thighs, and plump buttocks a few more times. He noticed Wenwen's nipples were hard and
erect, and she seemed to be opening her eyes but not quite: "Mmm...mmm..." Zhiyang snapped out of his daze, dried Wenwen's body, and
carried her back to her room.

He looked for Wenwen's panties, deliberately choosing the only transparent thong, and helped her put it on
without a bra... then put on a white spaghetti-strap nightgown.

Zhiyang helped wash the clothes she had vomited, tidied the living room, and put away the trash.

Returning to the room, he found Wenwen fast asleep. Seeing a lipstick on the dressing table, he picked it up and
drew Hello Kitty and a crab on Wenwen's belly.

He wrote a note and placed it on the dressing table, picked up the trash, closed the door, and went home.

Zhiyang returned home and, upon opening the bedroom door, saw Lanxin lying against the headboard in a see-through black nightgown, without
underwear , her gaze alluring and seductive. Zhiyang, having just returned from Wenwen's place, was already throbbing with desire
…

He stripped naked and pounced on the bed, his hands caressing her already wet vulva. His large penis skillfully
entered her…

Though impatient, Zhiyang slowly thrust in and out, the glans scraping against the delicate flesh of her vagina…

Ah… Oh… Husband, how… Oh… So big… Ah… Hmm… So good… So thick…
I can't take it… I'm coming… Ah… …

Lan Xin experienced wave after wave of orgasms. The hot, thick penis, its glans sharply defined, Zhi Yang's thrusts
penetrated Lan Xin's bones and veins, but even her soul could feel the soft

, pleasurable sensation… Ah… Husband… Come… Ah… I'm about to come! Zhi Yang grabbed Lan Xin's arms, Lan Xin wrapped her legs around
Zhi Yang's waist, and Zhi Yang thrust fiercely, pounding rapidly…

Ah… Ah… I'm coming… Ah… They held each other tightly, breathing heavily, feeling their
hearts pounding, their penises throbbing and spurting, their wet, contracting vaginas. Both Zhi Yang and Lan Xin were satisfied
.

When Wen Wen woke up, her head ached. Thinking about the previous night, she realized she had drunk too much and lost control. She thought Zhi Yang had helped
her bathe. She felt regret and remorse. Seeing herself in her pajamas, she noticed a note on the dressing table. She picked it up and read
…

Wen Wen's sister-in-law: If you drink so much again, Zhi Yang will ignore you, won't care about you anymore, and won't love you anymore.

You threw up all over yourself last night, and Zhiyang cleaned you up. He also changed you into your most alluring and seductive nightgown and
see-through panties. Wenwen, you have such a great figure!

Your skin is so smooth and delicate, your breasts are full and firm, your waist is slim and your hips are full. It's making me so incredibly aroused and agonizing.
"I can draw a pattern on your belly. If you drink this much again, I won't talk to you anymore. I'll come find
you at 7 pm tonight, so wait for me at home!

Sincerely, Zhiyang who cares about you and loves you..."

Wenwen blushed deeply, lifting her nightgown to see a Hello Kitty and a crab pattern on her belly,
and then her only transparent thong. Wenwen wished she could disappear into the ground, that Zhiyang could see and
touch her completely. She was Hello Kitty, and Zhiyang was the crab.

Wenwen muttered to herself, "Alcohol really makes things worse."

But Wenwen felt sweet inside because she liked Zhiyang. She kept looking at the note, her heart pounding
.

She took a shower and went to work... After work, Wenwen showered and waited for Zhiyang in a dress...

Ding-dong... Ding-dong... Wenwen opened the door and saw Zhiyang, blushing and looking down.

Unexpectedly, Zhiyang took her hand and said, "Come on, let's take a shower."

Wenwen blushed and said, "I've finished showering." Zhiyang said, "Just 　　kidding.

Lanxin is waiting for us downstairs to watch the MTV." Wenwen said, "You're so mean! You're teasing me. 　　" Zhiyang said, "No, I washed you so carefully last night! You smell so nice." 　　Wenwen, unable to resist Zhiyang's teasing, said, "Come down quickly, Lanxin is waiting downstairs." She took Zhiyang's arm and went downstairs. 　　In the MTV booth, Lanxin saw Wenwen being so intimate with Zhiyang. Her woman's intuition told her that Wenwen had fallen for Zhiyang. Lanxin thought about how to give them some alone time, and how to ignite their desire so they couldn't resist. 　　Lanxin was planning this when the movie just finished. 　　Lanxin said, "You guys watch one more. I'll go find a friend, and I'll go to the counter and pick out a good movie for you." 　　Lanxin winked at Zhiyang, who smiled wryly. 　　Wenwen, of course, wanted to be alone with Zhiyang and said, "Okay!" Lanxin went to the counter and found the movie. Lanxin went home . 　　Unaware of the plot, Zhiyang and Wenwen watched a Japanese drama in a dimly lit private room. The story involved a brother who died at sea after his fishing boat capsized. 　　Because the brother and sister-in-law had a good relationship, the sister-in-law, unable to sleep alone, wore an extremely seductive nightgown and provoked her brother-in-law. The young and vigorous brother-in-law, on a typhoon night, finally engaged in passionate lovemaking, shouting wildly. 　　Zhiyang and Wenwen's emotions rose and fell with the drama, hearing moans on the screen: "Ah...ah...ah...ah ...ah...ah..." 　　Zhiyang stroked Wenwen's thigh. Wenwen closed her eyes, listening to the moans on the screen, trembling all over. Her hand rested on Zhiyang's , but his hand roamed freely, touching Wenwen's underwear. 　　Zhiyang teased Wenwen with his fingers, penetrating her panties and caressing her already soaked vulva. He kissed and licked Wenwen's ear, and Wenwen couldn't take it anymore: "Ah...ah...um..." 　　Zhiyang led Wenwen's hand to his already erect and imposing penis. Wenwen was stunned by the hot, firm, and thick penis... 　　As Zhiyang's fingers were thrusting in and out of Wenwen's vagina, she thought: "So thick, so hot, such a firm penis !" Wenwen used her hand to stroke the penis, and after a while, she couldn't think anymore... " 　　Ah...faster...um...so good...ah...ah...ah...ah...I'm coming...ah... " 　　Wenwen climaxed, grasped the penis, and comfortably lay on Zhiyang's lap, the penis against her cheek... 　　Wenwen panted, the penis throbbing and tapping against her cheek, Wenwen felt the heat and throbbing . 　　After regaining her senses, Wenwen greedily licked and sucked the large penis: "Mmm...mmm...so thick...mmm...mmm..." 　　Zhiyang stroked Wenwen's hair and said, "Wenwen, come on up!" 　　Wenwen said, "It's so thick, I'm afraid I can't take it, I'm afraid..." 　　Zhiyang said, "Take it slow, it's okay." Zhiyang had Wenwen turn her back to him and watch TV. 　　Wenwen slowly sat down, and Zhiyang stroked her clitoris. Wenwen: Ah...so swollen...so full...it hurts... ah...oh... 　　um... 　　it was only with the help of her wet, lustful fluids that she managed to get the entire penis inside. Wenwen's little wet hole was filled to the brim by the big penis, and her clitoris was squeezed by the glans. Wenwen could only open her mouth, frown, and close her eyes: Ah...ah... 　　Zhiyang used his hands to support Wenwen's slender waist and slowly moved up and down. The ridge of his glans slowly scraped against the tender flesh of her little hole. Wenwen couldn't take it...ah...it feels so good...Zhiyang...brother...I can't take it, I can't... take it...I'm coming...ah...I'm having an orgasm... 　　ah...hum...ah...ah... 　　Wenwen lay on Zhiyang's body, breathing heavily. 　　Zhiyang thrust in and out, and Wenwen couldn't bear it. He rotated her hips, and Wenwen climaxed again… 　　Ah… Wenwen was exhausted, her mind wandering. She had satisfied her emptiness, and she was so comfortable hear the moans on the screen anymore. This feeling made her feel that life was colorful… 　　Wenwen didn't know how much time had passed before she came to her senses. The TV show was over. She got up to take out her big cock. Ah… Dear brother, you didn't climax! So amazing! The hot, hard cock left her wet vagina, throbbing. 　　Wenwen said: Zhiyang, will you stay with me tonight? 　　Zhiyang said: What's in it for me? 　　Wenwen said: Wenwen will satisfy all your needs, as long as you stay with me and love me. 　　Zhiyang said: I will never break my promise. 　　Wenwen said: I will never break my promise. 　　After tidying her clothes, Wenwen's legs went weak with just one step… 　　The stepmother's happiness…

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