【Milk with Added Ingredients】(Part 3, 6)

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(VI)

On a crowded bus, my wife, wearing a thin sundress, was squeezed

among a group of male commuters. The bus moved slowly through the congested traffic, jostling

and bumping against each other as it started, accelerated, slowed, and braked.

My wife stood in a corner, one hand gripping the overhead handrail, the other carrying her purse. Her delicate brows were furrowed

from the jostling and friction of the surrounding crowd.

Not far behind her stood a tall man, a full head taller than her. He slowly

pushed his way towards her, parting the crowd around her and placing his hands on

either side of her handrails. From the side, it looked as if my wife was being held in his arms. My

wife, her brows furrowed, didn't notice this; instead, as the surrounding space eased, her

furrowed . And so, my wife stood quietly in this man's embrace, just as a wife would stand in her husband

's arms.

As the car bumped along, the man began to gently bump his genitals against my wife's buttocks.

His head also hovered over her shoulder, gazing up at her breasts. The loose neckline of her sundress

revealed her deep cleavage. Her soft buttocks constantly stimulated his

desire.

With each bump, my wife could feel the man's hard penis behind her. My wife, her face

flushed with embarrassment turned and glared at him, but

her unyielding gaze and shy expression did not intimidate him; instead, they revealed her vulnerability, emboldening him.

Seeing that my wife hadn't hit or yelled at him, only glared at him, the man

grew bolder. He was clearly an experienced man. He immediately discerned that my wife was all bark and no bite, knowing she was

the shy type who wouldn't dare make a sound. So, he boldly proceeded to his next move.

The man gently placed one hand on my wife's buttocks, discreetly caressing them. My wife

felt the large hand on her buttocks and immediately tried to wriggle away. Little did she know that this only satisfied the man behind her

. The man pressed his lower body tightly against my wife's buttocks, enjoying

the pleasure from her wriggling. His hands boldly gripped her waist, holding her slender waist tightly,

preventing

And so, on the crowded bus, my wife was held in the arms of a strange man, who brazenly pressed

his hard penis against her soft buttocks. My wife's already mature body couldn't

withstand this intense stimulation. In her eagerness to escape the pervert's control, she wriggled her buttocks even more violently. Unwittingly

, this further stimulated the pervert behind her, and also further stimulated herself.

Gradually, my wife's body went limp from the stimulation of the hard penis behind her, and even her vagina began

to seep out hot, sticky fluid. My wife no longer dared to move her buttocks, but could only stand there quietly, even

leaning slightly against the pervert behind her in her limp body.

Seeing that my wife had stopped wiggling her hips and was instead leaning gently against him

, this experienced bus pervert knew he was close to succeeding. All he needed to do was press on

.

His hands were no longer on my wife's waist. His right hand began to slide down her sides towards her skirt

, startling my wife, who immediately pressed her hand holding her bag tightly against his, desperately trying to stop his advances

.

Seeing his right hand's attack thwarted, the pervert immediately began to slide his left hand down her skirt as well. At the same time,

he whispered in my wife's ear, "Madam, hold on tight to the handrail, or you'll

fall , and that won't look good."

Just as he spoke, the bus seemed to respond to his words,

shaking . Startled, my wife immediately gripped the handrail tightly with her left hand, which she was about to release.

Seeing my wife's reaction, the pervert triumphantly slipped his left hand under her skirt. My wife , unable to loosen her grip with her left hand,

had to use her right hand, which was holding her bag, to continue trying to stop the pervert's left hand

. But just as she managed to hold down his left hand, his right hand began to slide towards her skirt. This went on and on, left and right, until neither of his hands 　　could stop him . Finally

, his left hand successfully covered my wife's genitals, while his right hand pressed against her abdomen. Through her silky, tight pants, the pervert used his left hand to incessantly caress her genitals. My wife had never experienced such stimulation before. On a crowded bus, being wantonly touched inappropriately by a stranger in the middle of a crowd—this novel and thrilling experience completely overwhelmed her. Thick , hot fluid gushed from her vagina, wetting her panties. Helpless, my wife could only tightly clamp her legs together, hoping the pervert behind her wouldn't notice her embarrassing situation. 　　Unfortunately, this experienced pervert quickly discovered her predicament. The lecherous man whispered teasingly in his wife's ear again , "Is it comfortable, honey?" 　　Seeing his wife tightly pursing her alluring red lips and ignoring him, he continued, "Honey, your body is much more honest than you are. Come on, let me reward your body for its honesty and punish your dishonesty." 　　With that, his right hand began to swirl upwards along his wife's smooth belly. He whispered, "Come on, let me caress your full breasts and soothe your thirsty soul." 　　His wife was terrified. If the lecherous man touched her like that, her skirt would inevitably be lifted high , revealing everything beneath, and someone would see her being groped . That would be incredibly shameful. 　　His wife used her right hand, which was holding her bag, to firmly press down on the lecherous man's right hand, while turning to look at him with a pleading expression. The lecherous man, seeing his wife's expression, knew that his prey was almost his; all that was left was to ignite it. 　　So the lecherous man chuckled softly, "Wife, that's not good. I always keep my word." 　　He then moved his right hand up a little further. 　　The helpless wife, after a few brief struggles with the lecherous man, completely surrendered. She whispered to him, "There's a zipper over there."

Hearing my wife's submissive voice, the lecherous man said smugly, "Wife, where's the zipper you mentioned?

I can't find it. Can you unzip it for me?" As he spoke, he

brazenly , while his left hand didn't stop. He continued urging, "Wife, hurry up, I

can't wait. Hurry up, let me enjoy your breasts. They're so full and tempting." This

experienced lecherous man teased his prey—my wife—at a leisurely pace. He

stimulated , and praised her body with sweet words the next.

Under the dual stimulation of the lecherous man's two demonic hands and sweet words, my wife became increasingly unbearable.

Whether she was frightened by the lecherous man's actions or moved by his sweet words, I don't know. Finally

, my wife raised her right hand and used her slender fingers to unzip

the zipper .

The zipper, originally intended for the baby's breastfeeding, had become a zipper for the pervert's fondling.

Seeing my wife willingly unzip the side of her blouse, the experienced pervert knew he had his prey. Now

it was time to enjoy. So the pervert pulled his hand out from under my wife's skirt.

Seeing him withdraw his right hand from under her skirt, my wife breathed a sigh

of relief. Unfortunately, before she could even catch her breath, the pervert slipped his right hand inside the zipper, skillfully unhooked her

bra, freeing her two full breasts, and began to shamelessly knead them.

While kneading my wife, he whispered in her ear, "Madam, your breasts are so full, it feels so

good to knead them. Your husband must be so happy... Madam, your breasts are so full, my hands are

almost full to move freely. Madam, could you lean forward a little, so my hands can move more easily?

Also, Madam, you should cover your chest with your bag, otherwise people outside the car will see that I'm

playing ."

It was indeed as the pervert said. At this moment, if you looked in from outside the car window, you could clearly see

a hand wandering under my wife's clothes, moving back and forth over her breasts.

After hearing the pervert's words, my wife immediately obediently raised her right hand and used her handbag to cover

her chest. At the same time, she leaned forward to make it easier for the pervert's right hand to play with her breasts.

Seeing that my wife was so obedient, the pervert was even more pleased with himself. He began to play with my

wife like a cat playing with a mouse. And my wife, who seemed to have lost her ability to think, obeyed the pervert's every request like a puppet on a string

.

One moment she'd puff out her chest, the next she'd stick her butt out. At the pervert's request, she even hooked her fingers around her

collar so he could look and play with her. She displayed her mature, alluring body

right

under his nose, satisfying his every whim, just so he wouldn't expose her to the public.

My wife's breasts, full of milk, slowly oozed milk under his ministrations.

He quickly noticed. He dipped his finger in the milk from her nipple and licked it. He

grinned smugly, "Wife, you've really given me a wonderful surprise. It's not convenient in the car, but

let me have a good taste when we get off, okay?"

My wife blushed and nodded slightly. If the pervert hadn't been so close, he wouldn't have even noticed her

nod. Seeing my wife's compliant behavior, the lecherous man chuckled smugly, "Madam, your breasts

are truly alluring. But now I want to play with your lower body. Spread your legs a little wider so my hand can

reach in. Okay?"

My wife nodded slightly again and loosened her tightly closed legs. Satisfied, the lecherous man

slipped his left hand under the waistband of my wife's tight pants. This time, there was nothing to obstruct him except the tight pants.

The lecherous man 's left hand easily reached my wife's private parts, covering the lush

pubic hair without any obstruction. It went straight into the babbling brook.

Under the lecherous man's command, my wife leaned forward, spreading her legs apart from the knees,

her buttocks slightly lowered. She fully exposed her vulva to the lecherous man's left palm, making it easy for him to explore

her vulva. At the same time, she swayed her buttocks, rubbing against the lecherous man's hard penis.

The lecherous man used his left middle finger to diligently explore my wife's vulva. The babbling brook slowly transformed

into a rushing river. The lecherous man was very pleased with my wife's performance. He withdrew his honey-scented hand from her genitals

and shoved his honey-scented middle finger into her mouth. He whispered in her ear, "

Madam , your body is wonderful. Let's get off the bus. We need to have some more in-depth conversation."

And so, like a puppet on a string, my wife was dragged off the bus as it pulled into the station. Led

by this lecherous man, we wandered through a maze of turns into a secluded, cluttered dead-end alley.

Since she wasn't his woman, the lecherous man had no scruples. Once inside the alley, he began to undress my wife. My

wife, already incapacitated, instinctively stretched her arms and legs, cooperating with the lecherous man's actions.

Soon, she was completely naked, exposing her delicate body to the sunlight, displaying it before the lecherous man.

She raised her left hand, supporting her trembling breasts with her arm. Glistening milk clung to her two bright red

nipples . Her right hand hung down, her palm loosely covering her genitals. A dense, dark forest was faintly visible.

A the allure.

This provoked the lecherous man to howl before he pounced on my

wife large breasts, greedily sucking at the sweet milk. He sucked from the left to the right,

then the left, until my wife moaned repeatedly, repeating this several times until he had drained her completely.

Satisfied, the lecherous man ordered my wife to kneel before him. Then he revealed his weapon, a

jet black, virgin-destroying penis. He ordered my wife to wipe it with her fragrant tongue and red lips. He told her

that he would soon use this penis to take her virginity, just as he had done before.

My wife, like an obedient lamb, carefully licked the lecherous man's penis, savoring the penis

that was about to penetrate her honeypot. This penis that was about to take her virginity. She quickly licked and played with it.

His penis was shiny and glistening, with a deep purple mushroom head formed from the tip.

While licking this penis, my wife, as the pervert had instructed, squatted down with her legs spread

wide , exposing her vulva, and constantly probing it with her fingers. In the pervert's words:

"Wife, remember to spread your legs when you squat down. Don't forget to lick your vulva while you're licking my penis

. Make it a little wet so it won't be too difficult for me to penetrate you later. I'm short on time this morning, I have things to do later. Make sure

you're well prepared, and I'll reward you with a big one later. I'll let you enjoy it to the fullest."

My wife, as if possessed, meticulously licked the pervert's penis, the glans, the urethral opening, the shaft,

the scrotum, not missing a single spot. While licking, she also scooped out slippery

nectar and smeared it on the pervert's penis. She diligently wiped the pervert's weapon. Perhaps my wife wanted the pervert

to finish quickly and leave her sooner.

Soon, the pervert couldn't resist my wife's attentive service. He grabbed her, made her turn around and

stand against the wall, spread her legs apart, revealing her already wet vulva. He then

thrust his hard, purplish-black penis into her.

The large, purple glans forced open the small entrance, the thick, black penis pushing into the narrow passage, opening the

tightly closed cervix, greeting the delicate, tender clitoris. Each thrust, each greeting, was so

frequent, so powerful.

My wife was like a flower in a storm, mercilessly ravaged. To avoid attracting more perverts,

my wife kept her lips tightly closed, preventing herself from crying out. But the pervert was unrestrained, shouting and thrusting

loudly deliberately saying, "Wife, if it feels good, just shout. It's secluded here, no one can

hear you. Even if someone comes, just let them have their turn. You'll feel good too, so you won't lose out

."

Seeing that my wife didn't shout as he said... As the lecherous man thrust forward, he leaned in and grabbed my

wife's bouncing, enormous breasts. He began to knead them vigorously. The remaining milk from my wife's breasts

was immediately squeezed out by his claws, spraying onto the mottled wall, dotting it like stars.

The lecherous man said smugly, "Wife, look how dirty this wall is. Today I'll work a little harder and use your

milk to whitewash this wall, okay?" After saying that, he pressed my wife's breasts against the filthy wall

and continued to pound into her from behind.

My wife's tender white breasts were diligently rubbing against the dirty wall. Her bright red nipples rubbed back and forth against

the rough wall, and a continuous stream of milk gushed from her nipples, moistening the rough wall.

The intense stimulation made my wife unable to hold back any longer. Soft moans escaped from her mouth and nostrils.

For a moment, the quiet dead-end alley was filled with my wife's moans and the lecherous man's maniacal laughter. After thrusting

for a while , the lecher's breathing became rapid, likely because he couldn't hold back any longer from my wife's tight pussy

.

He gripped my wife's waist with both hands and increased the speed of his thrusts. He roared, "Wife, your

cunt is so tight, it feels so good! Ah… I'm coming. Are you ready?"

My wife didn't answer, just helplessly leaned against the wall. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open, letting the lecher play with

her. She had already reached orgasm; the trickles of vaginal fluid flowing from the junction of her pussy and his penis were the most direct

proof.

Suddenly, the lecher pulled out his penis and quickly flipped my wife over, making her kneel in

front of him. Then, grabbing my wife's thick black hair with one hand and holding his penis with the other, he aimed it at my

wife 's smooth face and quickly began stroking it.

Three seconds later, streams of milky white semen gushed powerfully from his large penis. It covered my

wife's face, eyes, lips, nose, and hair. A few drops also landed on her

mud-splattered breasts and smooth, white thighs. After ejaculating, the pervert shoved his penis into my wife's mouth,

ordering her to clean it.

Still reeling from her orgasm, my wife obediently cleaned the pervert's thick, dark penis

, licking away the white semen covering it, even sucking out the remaining semen from her urethra.

She only released her mouth after thoroughly cleaning the penis that had just taken her virginity.

Once my wife had cleaned the pervert's penis, he was satisfied and shoved it back in, then

tidied his clothes and strolled out of the alley. He did

n't even glance at my wife, the woman whose virginity he had just taken. He treated her like a discarded shoe.

If someone had walked into the alley at that moment, they would have seen a mature, beautiful woman

kneeling on the ground, her face and body covered in semen. Behind her lay her clothes scattered about

.

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