The Soul of Rumba (1-4) Author: si197777

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Family Taboo Fantasy Series: The Soul of the Rumba

Author: si197777
Words: 17478
Published on: Qinghai
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(I)

In 1988, the World Rumba Dance Competition, held every three years, was taking place at the Grand Theatre in Paris, France.
The stands were packed with people, many of whom had come from England specifically to watch, as they didn't want to miss
any of Karen and Charlesson's dance competitions. Their dancing was the best in the world, and the British were proud of it.

The competition was about to begin, and the two hosts slowly walked onto the stage. A beautiful young lady smiled and announced to everyone:
"Hello, audience, the World Rumba Dance Competition that everyone has been looking forward to this year has officially begun." At this moment, the music began
to play, and the Karen and Charlesson's admirers in the stands raised the British flag and shouted
the names .

The laser lights that were moving everywhere suddenly stopped at the entrance of the contestants, and the music stopped as well.
The entire venue seemed to be under a spell, and it was completely silent. A
burst , and a stunningly beautiful woman and a man dressed in black stepped out, dancing. The
audience finally recognized them as Karen and her husband.

The quiet hall erupted in thunderous applause and cheers from their admirers.

The Karen couple, naturally delighted, danced around the dance floor, warming themselves
with smiles and greeting their followers. Although the hall was chaotic, the emcee introduced them in her sweet voice: "This
is a contestant from Germany. Now, we have contestants from China. The man is Zhang
Dekai, whom everyone is familiar with. He… and finally, he has a new dance partner this year, reportedly his student, who is only 16 years old.
Let's welcome them.

Zhang Dekai, with a young girl, represents China in the competition." The noise immediately subsided, as
everyone was captivated by Lin Qing from China.

…Len also felt the men's eyes leave her and curiously looked towards Lin Qing. Upon seeing her
, even the usually outgoing Lin Qing felt a pang of jealousy. The girl was so beautiful, dressed in a silver dance costume. The
noble elegant silver-white revealed the beauty of an Eastern woman, and the tightly bound skirt
unmistakably accentuated her sensuality, surpassing that of Western women. To praise her beauty, the audience applauded in an orderly fashion.

The bewilderment of being the center of attention as soon as she entered the dance floor, coupled with her revealing attire, made her somewhat
uncomfortable. Westerners were naked… Staring at her, he felt a little uneasy. Sensing the student's panic, Zhang Dekai
reached out and took her small hand, the warmth from his touch soothing her heart.

She had always secretly admired him; as his student, she had always idolized him. He was
a prodigy , and his grand dream was also her dream. To achieve their shared ideals and to
accomplish them together with the one she loved—what was there to fear? Thinking this, confidence instantly filled her heart.

After the contestants from various countries entered the arena, they took their positions, posing for the group dance competition to begin.

…Lun swayed her alluring figure, twisting her waist like a water snake, her curves
trembling slightly with every exposed area, deliberately trying to intimidate Lin Qing.

If it weren't for her teacher's dream, perhaps she would have run away. That woman was too strong; even her casual movements
exuded the aura and allure of a dance queen. If her beauty could captivate any man's heart, then
the way she danced could ensnare both men and women with the seductive charm emanating from her entire being.

While still pondering this, she suddenly felt her waist being embraced. She looked up and saw Zhang Dekai's deep, confident
eyes. Yes, he was confident. She smiled.

Seeing her student remain confident despite the dance queen's provocation, she felt much relieved and
smiled He was confident because this student was a dance prodigy. He himself had repeatedly
missed out on the championship because he lacked a good dance partner. Fortunately, heaven had blessed him with such a good student.

"Xiao Lin, the competition is about to begin. Are you confident?"

"Teacher, I will try my best. I believe you will definitely win first place."

The music started, and the mixed dance competition began. Contestants from various countries swayed to the lively rumba, their sexy
bodies displaying feminine charm with the rhythm of the dance steps, while the men exuded
a .

Five minutes into the performance, only two couples remained on the silver-lit dance floor.
The other contestants stopped to applaud these two equally matched rivals. They felt
the interplay of gold and silver, the softness and sensuality of the East.

Zhang Dekai felt he had reached the pinnacle of world dance during his energetic dance. The movements of the dance queen and emperor
slowed down, and the audience's applause, which had been following the two, now became their own rhythm.

Feeling the joy of victory, Lin Qing saw her teacher's smile spread from his heart to his face, and understood
what he was happy about. Yes, her teacher had finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish… Just as she was about to return his congratulatory smile,
she suddenly felt his hands begin to tremble irregularly. Looking at his face, she saw that his previous admiring smile
had been replaced by a deathly pale and fearful expression.

Lin Qing quickly supported her teacher's swaying body, her heart filled with anxiety, and couldn't help but cry out, "Teacher
, what's wrong? Teacher… Dekai…" Her sobs were heartbreaking to hear. At this moment, kind people helped
Lin Qing carry the unconscious Zhang Dekai off the field. Lin Qing held Dekai's hand tightly, calling out his name and
crying .

As soon as they exited, an ambulance was parked at the door. Several nurses got out and lifted Zhang Dekai into the ambulance,
which sped off towards the hospital. Sitting in the ambulance, Lin Qing looked at her teacher's condition, crying sadly and helplessly, calling his
name, and praying silently.

Three months later, the sound of things breaking
echoed : "Get out! All of you, get out!"

"Teacher, your hand is hurt... 555555..."

The man lying on the bed was Zhang Dekai, and the wronged girl was his student, Lin Qing.

Facing the tearful girl, he didn't stop his attack: "What are you crying for? Go away! All of
you get out! I don't need your pity." The once gentle and kind man had become unreasonable.
The hardships and changes of the past few days had drastically altered his character.

Three months ago, just as he was about to win the world championship, an accident occurred, and doctors diagnosed him with
hemiplegia. He could endure that, he could… But misfortune hadn't left him yet;
his girlfriend of four years, He Ling, broke up with him. The reason was that he was disabled. This
finally caused him to explode, and the victim was this poor girl.

Although Lin Qing was being scolded by him, she understood his pain and didn't want him to suffer any more. "
Teacher please don't do this, teacher… you…" But she didn't know how to comfort him. All she could do was
suck on his cut finger.

Zhang Dekai was unmoved, flicking his finger out of her mouth and calming himself before saying, "
No , Xiaolin, you can go now. I want to rest."

Although he had calmed down, she sensed his heart was dead. Unable to contain her emotions any longer, she threw herself into
his arms, crying, "Dekai, I love you... I love you."

Tears streamed down her snow-white clothes, soaking Dekai's shirt. Her pitiful appearance, coupled with those
three words of "I love you" that resonated deeply with him, calmed his anger. He knew his student was a guileless, pure, and earnest
girl . He could feel the most genuine love and care from her. For the past three months, she had been
taking care of him. If it wasn't because she loved him, what other reason could he have?

Moved, Zhang Dekai slowly raised his hand to stroke the hair that had fallen across his chest, to
comfort the girl who had suffered at his hands. Just then, a voice deep within his heart warned him not to ruin
a lovely girl's life. Thinking of this, yes, he couldn't be so selfish, making this beautiful
young woman bear the burden of his disability.

Thump, thump, thump! Lin Qing was forcefully shoved away by Zhang Dekai. After taking a few steps back, she finally regained her balance. She saw
Dekai's eyes; there was no anger now, but a contemptuous smile: "Haha...you
really ?"

Lin Qing, now completely open-minded, abandoned her girlish reserve and cried, "Dekai...I love you. I
fell in love with you the moment you taught me to dance...a long time ago..."

Hearing that heartfelt confession, Dekai felt immense pain. He quickly stopped her, saying, "Don't say anymore. Do you
even know what love is? Fine, then give me your love." He then pulled back the covers and
took out his limp penis from his pants.

Seeing her beloved pull out his genitals, Lin Qing froze, then blushed crimson.

To completely break her heart, Dekai, enduring the torment of heartache, teased her while masturbating with his gloved hand
, "See? If you love me, then fuck me, penetrate me, use your mouth to make it hard.
That's all I need."

Being a young girl, how could she bear what she saw? She couldn't take it anymore and ran out crying.

She was finally gone, and Dekai felt like a deflated balloon. His heart began to clench. His girlfriend
's breakup that morning had only made him feel betrayed after his own crippling experience, but after Lin Qing left, he truly understood
what heartache meant. Even this passionate man shed tears for his lost love, the tears mingling with
the dampness his lover had left on his chest.

It was late at night, and Dekai still hadn't fallen asleep. The pain of his beloved's departure kept him awake.
Just then, the door opened softly. He felt someone enter, but he didn't think about who it was—
probably a nurse, or a thief… He had nothing to steal anyway, so who cared?

The person quietly approached him. He glanced at her; it was her. She was back, his love.

The person who quietly entered was Lin Qing. After running out crying, she was initially filled with shame and anger. Later
, after calming down and thinking it over repeatedly, she finally understood. Since she loved him, she should give him everything;
what was insignificant. So she went to the street and bought a video of marital sex. Although the images were so explicit
, she still studied them diligently.

Looking at Dekai, who was fast asleep on the bed, she leaned down and whispered in his ear, "I love you!
I will give you everything." Her breath brushed against Dekai's ear, and he, pretending to be asleep, almost groaned in pleasure
. But he wanted to know what she meant by "giving you everything."

After the breath, he heard a rustling sound, and he half-opened his eyes and looked—oh my god! Lin
Qing had already taken off her top, and with the moonlight streaming through the window, her snow-white, sexy skin was revealed
before him. Facing away from him, she unhooked her bra, and her breasts, now free, sprang forth, the moonlight
clearly illuminating her erect nipples.

Her soft, delicate hands began to undo her panties, and Dekai hurriedly closed his eyes. But he couldn't resist his
desire and looked again. This time, she was facing him, her shy face, full, firm
breasts, alluring curves, and the dark forest below her sexy abdomen vaguely visible before him.

Lin Qing's heart pounded wildly. Although she had already made up her mind, she still… really… really…
made her decision.

Her snow-white hand slowly caressed his cheek, her fingers gently tracing lines on his face. He was so handsome; his
resolute expression pierced Lin Qing's kind and gentle heart. She murmured softly to herself, "Dekai,
you will be happy, because I'm here." Without further hesitation, she overcame her pounding
heart. Slowly, she reached for his chest, gently unbuttoning his shirt.

Hearing Xiaoqing's confession and catching a glimpse of her deep affection, Dekai awoke from his lust. A voice
inside told him, "I can't do that. I can't let this beautiful flower wither for me. I must
stop it." Suddenly, a cool breeze came from his right, followed by a fiery body beside him. She
nestled close, her smooth skin tantalizing his senses. A pair of small hands began to undo his underwear. Dekai
was left with only one line of defense.

If he couldn't protect her, he realized he couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore. Dekai forced himself to regain his composure,
resolutely opening his eyes and glaring at Lin Qing. He wanted to say something harsh, like "bitch" or "slut," but
the words wouldn't come out. He could only grasp her small hand, his deep eyes fixed on her.

She remained remarkably calm despite being completely naked in front of a man. She smiled slightly at him and said, "You're
awake...do you need to pee?" She seemed unaware that she was unzipping a man's pants.

"Lin Qing, don't do this, we can't."

"Why not? I love you... I can do anything because I love you."

He felt her body trembling, knew he had hurt her, and his heart began to clench
, aching terribly. For her, even with the pain, he had to say the lies: "I don't love you, and I
'm crippled now..."

Hearing her beloved mention his crippling status again, her heart ached more than his. Lin Qing would rather he insulted her,
humiliated her, than hear him say she was useless. An uncontrollable tide of emotion gave her boundless strength,
and she pressed her fragrant lips against his, stopping him from saying anything more.

A strong heat emanated from her soft pink tongue, rushing straight to his heart. Her soft breasts pressed
tightly against his chest, the close contact allowing them to hear each other's tense, rapid heartbeats.
Her soft body writhed like a water snake against his, every inch of her body radiating her sensation.

My God! This is insane! Dekai thought to himself, his hands gripping her slender waist, ready to
push her away forcefully. Just then…

“Drip…” It was a sound inaudible to humans, but Dekai could feel it. A drop of water fell on his
face, then his left cheek… then his right… With each drop, Dekai’s heart trembled.
For those were Qing’s tears, tears that nourished like spring rain, reviving his dead heart in their silent flow. His

long-suppressed emotions finally erupted. His hands, which had been about to push Qing away, now climbed onto her hair.
He returned her kiss passionately… Now, only the words “I want” echoed in his mind. His large hands caressed every inch of her smooth,
fleshy skin. His pent-up desire, once unleashed, was truly unstoppable.

Heartbroken Qing received her lover’s reward, though he held her a little too tightly, making her waist ache,
especially as his wicked hand explored the depths of her pubic area. He gently teased the petals,
pressing the buds with his thumb. The stimulating pleasure surged through her brain, but the unexpressed
ecstasy from the passionate kiss flowed from her brain to every part of her body, then concentrated in her lower abdomen, and then… through
her flower garden … flowed out like petals… dripping onto her lover's teasing fingers.

Her previously numb lower body finally reacted. That thick, white penis began to stand erect. Quietly pressing
against Qing's buttocks, her teasing hand moved to the side of the weapon and grasped it, letting the thirsty glans
slide into her moist petals.

Pressed against by the large object, Qing and Dekai paused their passionate kiss, gazing at each other, their eyes sparkling
with boundless love and happiness. Dekai could feel her anticipation and her unwavering resolve. Since things had come to this,
let's begin.

Although it was almost time for her to enter, it was Qing's first time, and Dekai couldn't help but worry as he reminded her, "Qing, I
'm going in now. If it hurts, just say so... don't force yourself."

Knowing that her lover was going to insert the python lurking in her cleft into her body, she felt a little panicked, but her reassurance immediately put her at ease. 　　She pursed her pink lips
, nodded, and
hummed in agreement.

Dekai understood her meaning and cupped her buttocks with both hands. 　　(

II) **********

... Fifteen years have passed, and Lin Qing has grown from a sixteen-year-old girl into a woman in her thirties. Far from losing her charm with the passage is even more alluring than before. 　　She was humming a little tune as she busied herself in the kitchen; it was Friday. Her son was coming home from dance academy, and she had specially bought some of his favorite foods. 　　Dekai, sitting in the living room watching TV, wasn't as well-preserved as Lin Qing. Now in his forties , coupled with his physical limitations, he looked much older, not much different from a fifty-year-old. 　　Hearing his young and beautiful wife humming in the kitchen, and being bothered by that seductive sweet voice, Dekai couldn't sit still. He slowly stood up and trudged towards the kitchen with his unsteady legs. 　　From the doorway, seeing his wife's full, sexy back and the tight dress that clung to her round hips, Old Zhang felt a little dizzy. Although his own health wasn't great, he just couldn't resist looking at his wife's beautiful figure. He slowly approached his wife, his eyes fixed on the peaks of her buttocks. 　　While busy at work, Qing sensed movement behind her and guessed it was Dekai. "Honey, what are you doing here? The kitchen 's dirty, go wait in the living room." 　　"I came to see if there's anything I can help with," she said deliberately, trying to cover up her guilty conscience. 　　"Come on, help me? I know what you're up to!" Hearing her husband's heavy breathing, she knew he was thinking something wicked. 　　He'd seen through her, huh? He didn't answer, but moved closer to his wife's back, his hands encircling her soft breasts. Lin Qing, busy washing vegetables, didn't have a free hand to stop his lewd advances. 　　Lin Qing protested, "You old lecher, take your hands off me, or how am I supposed to do anything?" Clearly, 　　her protest was ineffective. Dekai was completely absorbed in his wife's fragrant, alluring body—so soft and comfortable— rubbing his lower body hard against Qing's buttocks, occasionally sliding his erection into her cleft. 　　Overwhelmed by her husband's oblivious lewdness, Lin Qing quickly shifted her body. Ke Kai held her tightly like an octopus, his hands kneading and squeezing her breasts. As Ke Kai teased her, she began to stir, her mouth opening to softly moan. 　　The aroused man moved his hand to his wife's lower abdomen, caressing her buttocks outside her panties. With his other hand, he lifted her skirt to her waist. While admiring his wife's beautiful buttocks, Ke Kai slipped his hand, which had been caressing her pubic hair, inside her panties and inserted it into her vulva. After a few slight twitches, he heard his wife's soft moan, followed by a warm flow that moistened the finger that had penetrated her. 　　"Ugh, how did you come so quickly? I want more..." Ke Kai muttered, looking at his hand covered in her fluids.

"What do you want... It's all your fault, look how you've soaked my panties."

Dekai laughed and said, "So what if they're wet? I'll go change them for you." Then he started to take off his wife's
panties .

"You old bastard, stop it!" The two had been married for many years and were no longer as
shy and reserved about sex as they were when they were young. Lin Qing's face flushed red when she thought about her husband wanting to do "that" in the kitchen today. Stop?

No way. Dekai had already pulled his wife's panties down to her calves and taken them off around her high heels.
Ignoring his wife's words, he was about to pull down the zipper, take out his large, white penis, and thrust it into her
wet hole.

"Mom, is dinner ready? I'm hungry, what's going on? Where's Dad?" After a series of shouts, slow,
even footsteps approached the kitchen.

The couple exchanged a glance, both thinking, "Oh my god!" They had been so engrossed in their passion that
they hadn't even heard their son open the door. Dekai tried to put his penis back in his pants,
but the underwear on the floor, stained with semen, was too heavy to wear. Lin Qing reacted quickly, kicking the underwear under the refrigerator.

The door opened, and a head peeked in, asking, "Mom, is dinner ready? I'm starving... Oh... Dad
, you're here too. Are you helping Mom cook?" Although Zhang Tian rarely came home, he seldom saw his father in the kitchen because of
his bad leg.

"This... um..." Despite his age, Dekai was still slow to react, unable to speak
for a long time .

Lin Qing, ever the shrewd one, laughed, "Xiao Tian, your dad knows you're home, so he's going to cook one of his signature dishes for you."

Hearing that his dad was going to cook, Xiao Tian panicked. "What? His signature dish? Forget it, Mom, you
know bad Dad is at cooking."

Lin Qing feigned helplessness, complaining to her son, "Yeah...yes, that's why
I don't let him cook, but he just makes things worse."

De Kai strongly protested against the mother and son's cooperation: "What? Is my cooking really that bad?"

"Yeah...the smell is just...it makes me want to vomit."

"No way."

"Alright, enough about your dad. Go and get him to watch TV in the living room."

"Okay, come on, Dad, don't get in the way." Hearing his mother's order, Zhang Tian quickly helped
his father up and forcibly led him into the living room.

Seeing her son leave, Lin Qing breathed a sigh of relief. She thought to herself, "That was close! If my son had seen this, I don't know
how embarrassing it would have been." She quickly bent down to find her underwear. Suddenly, she heard her son shout, "Mom, what are you
doing?"

Ugh, that kid's come in again. She quickly stood up and smiled, "I lost my ring, but I found it now..."
To convince her son, she even held out her hand to show him.

"That's good, Mom. Let me help you wash the vegetables." With that, Zhang Tian rolled up his sleeves and joined in washing the vegetables
.

It was really uncomfortable doing this with his bare bottom exposed. Lin Qing was suffering now, but what could she do? Her husband was so
indecent.

Finally, she got through it all, and with a heart full of anxiety, the delicious eight dishes and soup were finally finished. Lin Qing
took off her apron and said to Zhang Tian, "Tian'er, you take the dishes upstairs, I'm going to change my clothes."

"Okay, I'll take care of it, don't worry."

"Good boy, come here for a kiss..." She then kissed Zhang Tian on the forehead. Then she turned and fled
the scene Passing through the living room, she saw her husband giving her a sly smile. Anger welled up inside her, and she lightly
slapped him to show she was angry!

Seeing his wife's disheveled state, Dekai laughed heartily, then, remembering she wasn't wearing anything underneath, he couldn't resist
reaching under her skirt and touching her. "

That rascal! Our son's almost here, and he still dares to do this!" He stopped arguing with him, stepped back, glared
at , "Go wash your hands. You're not allowed to eat until you're clean." With that, he dashed to his room.

"Mom, your braised pork is so delicious!"

"If it's good, eat more." Watching their son wolf down his food, Lin Qing and her husband felt a pang of heartache.

It turned out that, to fulfill her husband's long-cherished wish, Lin Qing had sent their son, Tian'er, to the Shanghai
Art , while the couple was still in Beijing. In recent years, Lin Qing's clothing store had flourished,
and her designs had caught the eye of foreign buyers. She became a beneficiary of the reform and opening up,
opening Lin Qing Co., Ltd. in Shanghai, allowing the family of three to reunite there.

Seeing his parents stop eating and watch him eat, he put down his chopsticks and called to them, "Mom and Dad, why
aren't you eating?"

The couple, seeing their son's filial piety, smiled happily, "Silly child, eat! Mom will eat too, and you
eat too, Lao Zhang. Otherwise, our child won't be able to eat."

Dekai answered with actions, picking up his bowl and munching away.

After dinner, the family enjoyed a peaceful time together. The father was kind, the son filial, the wife virtuous, and the husband respectful. Zhang Tian
chatted sweetly with Lin Qing and her son, then played chess with his father, their laughter echoing throughout the room.

"Tian'er is so good."

"Yes." She answered with a bit more strength.

"He's only six years old and he's already come all the way to Shanghai to learn dance. Aren't we being a little cruel?"

"Yes." She answered casually .

"Have you ever thought about how we've been through so much?
"

Dekai turned his wife over. "Wife, don't be angry. It's tough on the child, but there's nothing
we can do. You know my dream, and it's all my fault for being disabled. I can't achieve it myself, so I have to rely on
him."

Hearing her husband's words and seeing his self-blame, she quickly comforted him, "Honey, I was wrong."

"You know you were wrong? You have to make it up to me."

"What compensation?... Your hand's at it again." A soft panting sound followed Lin Qing's moan as Dekai
pounced on her like a hungry tiger, pinning her beneath him. His erect penis expertly parted her nightgown, smoothly penetrating
her petals and thrusting deep inside.

Her husband's merciless advances angered Lin Qing, who reached out to hit him, threatening, "Go
slower, it hurts! If you keep this up, I'm sleeping in another room."

Dekai, however, had no time to answer; his mouth was busy sucking and biting her breasts. He even smacked her lips...
He made a sound, and his lower body continued to thrust relentlessly.

Words and curses were futile. Lin Qing had no choice but to suppress all protests and accept
the pleasure brought by her husband's repeated thrusts. She swayed her body in rhythm, moaning incessantly to enhance her husband's masculine
pride .

Hearing his wife's low moans and groans, he instantly felt his own strength, so he frantically kneaded his full
breasts , his still-energized penis forcefully plunging into her overflowing vagina, thrusting hundreds of times in succession, his whole body trembling
.

Lin Qing knew this was the prelude to her husband's climax, and quickly hugged him tightly. She pressed her hips firmly against Dekai, inserting
his penis to the deepest part of her body. Then, with a satisfied moan, she cried out, "Ah, I can't take it anymore,
husband... I'm going to die." Then she received Dekai's pent-up ejaculation.

Although Dekai had been deeply infatuated with his wife's body for years, her body was different from others'. That hand
was alright, but his little brother was far from it. He couldn't keep up after four or five minutes of struggling in bed,
exhausted and panting heavily.

Qing, being considerate of her husband, pretended to be in pain and whined, "Honey, please be gentler next time...it
hurts so much!"

"Hehe..." Hearing Qing say it hurt so much, he wanted to say something heroic, but he
was too tired , so he just laughed smugly.

"You're still laughing? Look how much you've hurt me down there."

Finally catching his breath, Dekai saw his wife's coquettish manner and found it very alluring, so he reached down to her crotch
and touched her flower petals, which were smeared with semen.

"Stop fooling around, I have something important to tell you." He moved his finger away from her flower path.

"What is it?" Dekai, already very tired, took the opportunity to withdraw his finger. He was really exhausted; if he really
aroused his wife's desire, he didn't know how he would handle it.

"Honey, our son has grown so much taller."

"Mmm."

"Honey, I want to close our business in Shanghai and come to Beijing."

"That way we can take care of the child." After talking for a while without getting a response, she looked at Dekai, only
to see him already asleep, breathing evenly through his nose.

"That rascal, he fell asleep after just a few words." Seeing him asleep like that, she could only shake her head and sigh. She decided to
ignore him; her lower body was wet and covered in sticky fluid, so she needed to clean it up. She got up,
took , and wiped Dekai's dirty penis. Then she put on her pajamas and went to the bathroom to wash away the
remaining semen.

Warm water washed over her smooth skin, flowing smoothly along her body's curves without splashing. Looking
down at the sticky areas, she wiped them with a towel, using two fingers to pry open her brownish-red labia, letting
the remaining fluid drip out of her red vulva. After cleaning herself, she put on her white pajamas.

On her way back to her room, she happened to pass by her son's door. She couldn't help but push it open, only to see her son
sleeping on the bed. She couldn't help but smile. He was sleeping terribly; half the blanket was on the floor, and he was lying across the middle of the bed with
his legs spread wide. After seeing this, she quickly went over, gently picked him up, and slowly moved him towards
the head of the bed .

Fortunately, although Zhang Tian was asleep, his body's instincts were still intact. He moved with
the , so Lin Qing didn't have much effort to reposition him.

At that moment, Zhang Tian dreamed of a white steamed bun and opened his mouth to bite it. He bit Lin Qing's breast hard
, causing her to wince in pain. But afraid of waking the child, she endured the pain and
slowly pulled her breast away from his bite.

Alas! Through her sheer white clothes, she could vaguely see several rows of teeth marks on her white breast. Looking at
her son, still sticking out his tongue and smacking his lips as if he were eating something
delicious Lin Qing couldn't help but laugh and cry. Her son's sweet dream had come at the cost of her breasts. Thankfully, he
hadn't been so rough with them when he was little, or her proud breasts would have been gone long ago.

After this little incident, the mother pulled the blanket that had fallen to the floor over her son and covered him properly.
Then she gently kissed her precious son's head, silently wishing him a good night's sleep. After her blessing, she gently
turned off the dim wall lamp, and everything was quiet in the boundless night. Xiao Tian's family peacefully spent this
beautiful weekend.

There have been too many rights and wrongs in love; now, in this exuberant setting… men and women shouldn't wait…
freedom, freedom!

Loud music, accompanied by a rock speaker, vibrated throughout the house.

The couple, sound asleep in the bedroom, were awakened by the music and couldn't help but look at each other, their eyes
filled with helplessness. They just looked at each other like that.

Frowning, she smiled wryly, "What have you been doing so early in the morning, our darling?"

Lin Qing glanced at the clock by the bedside; it was only 5:30. She shared the same expression as Dekai.

"Luckily, we're the only family here, otherwise they'd definitely come to the police station." He looked worriedly
anxious .

Seeing that, Lin Qing couldn't help but chuckle, patting Dekai's shoulder and playfully scolding, "You jinx
! Our son is the best boy, getting up early to exercise, unlike you, you lazybones who just sleep."

The charming young woman's smile was captivating, revealing her allure. She reached out and pulled Dekai
into her arms, grabbing his breasts beneath his nightgown and groping them.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

"Didn't you call me lazy? Now I get up early to exercise too." After years of married life, they
've become quite uninhibited in their conversations, and Dekai can say anything.

Lin Qing, who isn't as thick-skinned as Dekai, almost fainted when she heard her husband's shameless explanation. "What? You
call this exercise...you really are something else."

Hey, Dekai ignored his wife's protests and pressed down on her. Lifting her nightgown, she was about to feast her
eyes on her plump breasts when she saw several rows of bloodstains clearly imprinted on the swollen white mounds.

Seeing her husband staring at her breasts with shining eyes, she angrily said, "What are you looking at? It's all your doing."
Hey, she'll settle this score with her father instead of her son. How ruthless.

"It hurts a lot, I'm sorry, wife, I'll make it up to you gently."

"What do you mean by making it up...oh..." She felt it was unfair that her husband was licking her injured breasts, but...
He also enjoyed it. Dekai saw that his wife was aroused. He spread her two thighs apart and clamped his lower abdomen between them.

"Gently... oh... you rascal, did you hear that?"

"Wife is already being very gentle..." Dekai, who was thrusting, heard his wife's question and felt wronged and
bitter .

"Hmm... be gentler... ouch." Two white bodies moved back and forth
on the bed

(III)

Tired from shopping and hiding from the scorching sun, she squeezed onto the bus and encountered a pervert. His penis poked her buttocks through the cloth, and the glans pressed against her flower.

After cleaning up her husband, Lin Qing slowly came to the hall. Seeing her son practicing, his
skillful movements far beyond his years, she secretly felt proud: "No wonder he's my and Dekai's son,
his talent for dance is exceptional."

Just then, Zhang Tian saw his mother and quickly greeted her, "Mom, you're up so early! Where's Dad? Isn't he
up yet?"

Lin Qing looked at her son, gave him a thumbs-up, and praised, "Little Tian is very good. Keep practicing! I'll make you
breakfast. Also, your dad is still sleeping."

Little Tian, still dancing, made a face: "Dad's a lazybones, still not up this late."

Seeing her son playfully teasing his father, Lin Qing pretended to be angry and said, "Don't talk about your dad like that, he's
not in good health." Just then, she couldn't help but recall Dekai's disheveled
appearance and couldn't help but smile, secretly cursing, "It's not my fault, it's all his fault for being so stubborn, he ejaculated twice,
no wonder he's dead."

Zhang Tian, intimidated by his mother's fierce expression, saw her secretly laughing. She quickly made a face at her…

“Hey! This child.” Seeing Tian’er’s mischievous look, Lin Qing felt a surge of family joy and laughed, “You naughty
boy, hee hee.” Then she headed towards the kitchen.

Bread and milk were ready; they just needed to be heated up. A couple more fried eggs, and breakfast would be done
. After finishing, Lin Qing called out to Tian’er in the living room, “Tian, breakfast is ready! Come in and wash your hands.”

She was feeling hungry from dancing, and hearing the call…

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