My sister's sycamore courtyard

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The windows of her sister's sycamore-lined courtyard

were shrouded in mist. Zhang Ying glanced outside; the late autumn rain, like needles of ice, brought increasing chill. The sycamore trees in the courtyard had long since bowed to the cold, scattering fallen leaves across the ground.

She glanced at the gate countless times, but there was still no movement… Zhang Ying repeatedly told herself, "I'm checking if my husband is back, not…" But deep down, she knew that what she truly hoped for, what she hoped would be the one pushing open that door, was her younger brother… Zhang Liang… Because it was Friday, her brother, who studied at B University, would always come to her home—her and her husband Hu Jun's home—every evening of this day. Since her family home was hundreds of miles away in the countryside, her brother could only stay here during his days off.

She was making her brother's favorite dish, Mapo Tofu Fish, which her husband also loved.

Actually, Zhang Ying and Hu Jun were in love. From university onwards, they were the envy of everyone—a golden couple, with a sweet romance, then the good fortune of being assigned to this big city, and finally, a happy marriage. The only flaw was that they hadn't had a child after three years of marriage!

Zhang Ying had secretly gone to the gynecologist, and she was fine, so… but she was afraid of hurting her husband's pride, so she kept putting it off.

The sky gradually darkened, and the rain showed no sign of stopping. Even in the kitchen, without the heating on, Zhang Ying felt a chill! This might be related to her clothing! She usually loved wearing jeans, but seemingly intentionally, she always wore a skirt on Fridays. In this cold weather, she was still wearing a skirt, albeit a cashmere one.

Why wear a skirt? Zhang Ying asked herself, "Didn't you decide to end that kind of relationship with Liangliang? Didn't you secretly resolve that if Liangliang continued to threaten you like before, you would kill yourself?

But what is this? Making it easier for Liangliang to violate you? Making it easier for Liangliang to enter your body, which is already wet just thinking about it? Where is your resolve? Where is your will? Where is the place in your heart that you've always felt guilty towards your husband? You really are a lewd woman!"

No…no…no…that’s not it! I did this just so Liangliang could focus on his studies and not have any wild thoughts or misbehaves outside. Didn’t Liangliang say that if I cut off our relationship, he would go find someone else…that’s absolutely unacceptable! Mom and Dad only have this one son; we can’t let him go astray!

But Zhang Ying, is this really all for your brother? Don’t you miss his handsome face and strong body? Don’t you miss his huge manhood? Thinking of this, Zhang Ying felt her legs become even wetter!

Looking at the fish in the pot, Zhang Ying’s gaze turned to the yard. Through the misty rain, she seemed to see the gate move slightly, and Zhang Ying’s heart skipped a beat! A figure walked in. Without needing to see the face clearly, Zhang Ying knew it was Liangliang, because her husband wasn’t that tall.

Her heart began to pound violently, pumping a large amount of blood to every cell that needed it. The chill vanished in an instant, replaced by waves of heat rising from her lower abdomen!

Zhang Ying's gaze never left that figure. She lingered briefly at the front door before rushing into the living room.

In her mind, she silently counted "1...2...3," and then she was pulled into a warm, broad chest. A breath of warm air tickled her ear, making her tremble. "Yingying...I missed you so much..." At the same time, her full, round breasts were enveloped by a pair of large hands. She

had to refuse, Zhang Ying told herself, pushing her hands away, trying to push them off. "I'm your sister, don't call me Yingying...no..." But the difference in strength was too great; those hands still firmly held her soft breasts. Even through a sweater and a bra, Zhang Ying could feel the warmth of the hands seeping into her body.

The younger brother clearly ignored his sister's demands. His lips began searching for her delicate, full red lips:

"Yingying...you are my Yingying..." Unable to pry open Liangliang's hands, Zhang Ying put her hands behind her back to push away her brother's increasingly tight body. Was it unintentional? Her hand touched a hard organ. Of course she knew what it was. She should have immediately moved her hand away, but why did she grip it even tighter? A sigh escaped her lips; it was so big… As if encouraged, Zhang Liang lifted his sister's hem with one hand and slipped it directly into her bra. There was no bra inside; he grabbed a handful of smooth, soft flesh and could feel the firmness of the nipples. With his other hand, he turned his sister's face towards him, opened his mouth, and took her murmurs into his mouth!

He savored the sweet saliva he hadn't tasted for a week before finally releasing his panting sister. Zhang Ying seized the opportunity to breathe in the fresh air. This brat, he always kissed her until she couldn't breathe. She felt her skirt already being lifted by Liangliang, and a gentle hand was exploring her overflowing private parts. The hand that had been tightly gripping her brother's penis tightened: "If you want... hurry up... your brother-in-law is coming back..."

This time Zhang Liang obeyed. He withdrew his hand and quickly freed his manhood from his pants. His sister's skirt had been lifted above her waist, and her panties had been pushed aside. Between her plump, round buttocks, dark pubic hair clung wetly to the two tender lips that were tightly pressed together.

Zhang Ying had already skillfully turned off the gas, her hands on the stove, her buttocks slightly raised. Zhang Liang, holding his manhood, skillfully thrust into the gentle land he had longed for. "Mmm... ah..." Two sighs of pleasure intertwined, like a hymn of spring. At this moment, the rock and roll music composed by the wind and rain outside the window had long since lost its temper for the passionate siblings.

Zhang Ying dared not close her eyes to enjoy this wonderful pleasure. She kept glancing at the courtyard gate, afraid that it would suddenly open. Zhang Liang seemed to sense his sister's hesitation. He leaned down, thrusting violently inside her while telling her, "Yingying...enjoy it, I've locked the door..." Zhang Ying glanced back at her brother, then closed her beautiful eyes, focusing on the pleasure he was giving her. Delicate moans occasionally escaped her lips, but thanks to the cover of the wind and rain, they weren't worried about them being discovered!

"Liangliang...faster...faster..." As the rain intensified and the wind howled, the fire in Zhang Ying's heart burned ever brighter. That iron-hard, fiery-hot root of life, with each thrust, brought her even greater heat, as if trying to transport her back to the sweltering heat of summer in this approaching winter!

Just as Zhang Ying seemed to hear a faint knocking sound, the most intense thrusts blinded her; all she could see were vibrant, colorful flowers. "Ah..." The beautiful climax made her scream uncontrollably, even the wind and rain outside the window seemed unable to stop her cries of pleasure! Zhang Liang also heard the knocking. He wanted to stop his sister's cries, but he was currently supplying his essence deep into her womb and lacked the strength to do so.

Although Zhang Liang was infatuated with his sister, he was still afraid of being discovered by his brother-in-law. Having just ejaculated, he leaned over his sister's back, one hand covering her mouth, breathing softly:

"Sister...is brother-in-law back?" Slightly calmer, Zhang Ying brushed her brother's hand away: "You naughty thing, you're afraid of your brother-in-law?...Get your filthy thing away!" At that moment, the knocking came again, this time much clearer. Zhang Liang, satisfied yet panicked, quickly withdrew his limp penis from his sister's tender opening, along with a stream of milky white semen.

Zhang Ying, no longer bothering to wipe herself, hurriedly put down her skirt and, as she walked out, instructed her younger brother, "Quickly put on your clothes and check if anything's wrong..." Her face, which had been flushed, was now as flat as a puddle of water in the corner by the time she reached the back of the gate!

Hu Jun, stamping his feet and rubbing his hands, squeezed in beside Zhang Ying, laughing, "Why did it take you so long to open the door? I'm freezing... This weather, it gets cold so suddenly..." Zhang Ying closed the gate, "I'm making tofu fish for you! Tell Liangliang to open it for you, that lazy cat is hiding in the toilet... Come inside and warm up!"

He glanced at the kitchen window as he spoke.

Dinner was lavish, a table full of delicious food. Hu Jun chuckled, picking up a piece of braised beef, and said as he ate,

"My wife knows I've been feeling weak lately, so she made all this good food to help me recover, right?" Zhang Ying glanced at her younger brother, who was engrossed in his food, and complained to her husband, "So much food and you still can't shut up? Hurry up and eat!"

Hu Jun changed the subject, "Liangliang, a recent college graduate joined our company, and she's even prettier than your sister. Do you want your brother-in-law to introduce you?" Zhang Ying rolled her eyes at her husband again, "You're so disrespectful, why are you comparing me to her?" But she really wanted her brother to have a girlfriend, so... she looked at him. Zhang Liang, while eating the fish his sister had put in his bowl, said to his brother-in-law, "Brother-in-law, I have a girlfriend, so you don't need to worry about me!" He then secretly winked at his sister. Zhang Ying quickly buried her head in her food.

Hu Jun said, "Okay...okay...I shouldn't have worried...By the way, I have to go on a business trip after dinner, Yingying, get me some warm clothes!" Zhang Ying frowned, "Why do you have to go on a business trip so late? Don't you have any tomorrow?" Hu Jun also looked miserable, "Damn it, my boss wants me to go to Guangzhou with him to some expo, taking the 8 pm train..." Zhang Ying put down her chopsticks and went to pack her luggage, complaining. It seemed only Zhang Liang's lips curled into a slight smile.

Hu Jun, all dressed, gave his wife a quick kiss on the cheek and said to Zhang Liang beside him, "Take good care of your sister, I'm leaving...It's raining heavily outside, don't go out!" He then rushed back into the cold rain.

Watching her husband disappear into the rain, Zhang Ying felt a surge of guilt. Her husband was working hard outside, while she and her younger brother were doing things that betrayed him in his warm home... Her husband had just disappeared outside the gate when that heroin-like embrace dragged her into a vile excitement: "Yingying, your brother-in-law wants me to take good care of you..." Holding the voluptuous body in his arms tightly, Zhang Liang kissed the spot where his brother-in-law had just kissed her hard.

Zhang Ying struggled to break free from her brother's embrace: "Let go of me... Liangliang, we can't do this anymore."

She forcefully shook him off, turning to him with a cold rebuke: "Your brother-in-law works so hard outside, and we do such shameful things, do things that are so unfair to him. Are we even human?" Looking at her stunned brother, Zhang Ying grasped his hand: "Liangliang, we can't continue making this mistake. From now on, I'll still be your most loving sister, and you'll still be my most obedient brother, okay?"

Seeing his sister's pleading eyes, already streaked with tears, Zhang Liang didn't continue to pester her. He simply said,

"Sister, do you remember our first time?"

Of course, Zhang Ying remembered their first time. She was only 17 then, and Liangliang had just turned 14. That day, just like now, it was raining lightly outside. The difference was that it was a summer night, and the rain brought a cool feeling.

Because of their poverty, the family lived in a three-room brick-and-wood house. The middle room was the main hall (living room), and the west wing was their parents' room. Although Zhang Ying and her brother were not young, they could only squeeze into the west wing, where there were only two beds.

In the small courtyard, nestled among the branches, stood a tall sycamore tree. A gentle breeze, carrying the coolness of a light rain and the fragrance of sycamore blossoms, chased away the stuffiness in the room and the almost ever-present mosquitoes. The siblings, who rarely get a good night's sleep

, were not sleepy. Afraid of waking their parents on the other side of the wall, they spoke softly, their conversation consisting mainly of the sister's high school life and the brother's mischievous antics at home and middle school. The atmosphere was warm and cheerful, filled with deep family affection. Just as they were chatting happily, Zhang Ying suddenly blushed, looked up at the still-drizzling rain outside the window, and said to her younger brother, "Liangliang, turn around and close your eyes." Confused, Zhang Liang asked, "Why?" Zhang Ying blushed even more: "Don't ask, just do as I say... hurry up!" But Zhang Liang's stubbornness flared up again: "No, tell me what you're doing first!" Zhang Ying, her face flushed,

was both ashamed and angry: "It's raining outside and we can't go out... I need to... I need to pee... hurry up, I can't hold it anymore..." In the countryside, toilets are usually built behind the house, enclosed by broken bricks, tiles, or scrap wood, with a pit dug inside. But it was raining outside and late at night, and Zhang Ying was too afraid to go behind the house. Zhang Liang suddenly realized, "Oh... then I'll just close my eyes, why do you have to turn around? I'll close my eyes, hurry up and pee..."

Zhang Ying probably really couldn't hold it in anymore, so she stopped insisting and quickly jumped off the bed, squatting on the foot basin with her back to her brother... The pattering sound was like a bewitching sprite, or a beautiful poppy, making Zhang Liang secretly open his eyes to peek at his sister.

Seventeen-year-old Zhang Ying had already blossomed into a beautiful young woman, a renowned beauty for miles around. Although she was still in high school, many relatives and friends had already come to propose marriage. Zhang Ying was very confident in her figure and appearance; her large, clear eyes were bright and innocent, and although she was born in the countryside, she had flawless, snow-white skin. Her breasts were plump and full, like steamed buns. Below her slender waist were her round, pink buttocks, which made Zhang Liang's eyes almost pop out. Her fair buttocks even gleamed white in the dim light. However, the most mysterious area in the middle was something Zhang Liang couldn't see clearly no matter how hard he stared.

Even so, it had already made Zhang Liang's still-developing little brother stand at attention. Suddenly turning around, Zhang Ying saw her brother's undisguised lustful eyes, and her face immediately turned as red as the sycamore flowers outside the window:

"You pervert, what are you looking at?" She stood up, quickly pulled up her shorts, climbed onto the bed, and crawled under the thin sheet. The room suddenly became eerily quiet. Apart from the melodious sound of rain outside the window, the two siblings' somewhat disordered breathing could be heard.

After what seemed like a long while, Zhang Ying slowly opened her eyes, but the figure beside the bed startled her so much she almost screamed. A hand covered her mouth at the crucial moment, and Zhang Liang whispered in her ear, "Sister, it's me..." Zhang Ying moved her brother's hand away and stammered, "Why...why aren't you sleeping?" Zhang Liang grabbed his sister's smooth little hand in return, "Sister, I...I feel unwell..." Thinking her brother was sick, Zhang Ying quickly asked, "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" Zhang Liang brought his sister's little hand to something hard, "Here..."

The hot, hard touch made Zhang Ying pause for a moment, then she immediately understood what it was. She quickly pulled her hand back, her face turning red to the side, "You bad boy...what does your discomfort have to do with me...go to sleep..." Zhang Liang didn't go back. He forcefully pressed his sister's hand back onto his "treasure," "Sister...please help me...it hurts so much..." The hot contact made Zhang Ying's heart almost jump out of her chest, and the gentle breeze couldn't stop the burning sensation spreading through her body. She tried to pull her hand away again, but her brother's hand held it tightly. Zhang Ying had no choice but to give up. She gently moved her fingers and felt his penis move slightly as well. "How can I help you..."

Young Zhang Liang had no idea. He kept one hand on his sister's hand and placed the other on her leg, stroking it through the thin sheet. "It feels much better when you hold it like this!" Zhang Ying, in the bloom of youth, was extremely sensitive to her brother's gentle touch. The almost imperceptible sensation felt like an electric current running through her delicate skin, making every hair on her body stand on end. Unconsciously, her hand gripped her brother's almost adult-sized erection even tighter. Her budding girlish heart led her to intentionally or unintentionally caress his hardness.

Seeing that his sister didn't resolutely resist, Zhang Liang naturally began to push his luck. One hand remained defensively on his sister's small hand, while the other caressed her warm thigh.

Curiosity about sex wasn't limited to the younger brother at their age; the older sister was no exception.

What young boy isn't passionate? Which girl doesn't dream of love? The thrill and pleasure she had never experienced before not only fueled Zhang Liang's lust but also stirred Zhang Ying's passion, making them both want to explore each other's secrets more deeply.

Sometime during the night, the sheet covering Zhang Ying had been tossed aside, and Zhang Liang was now lying beside his sister. His hands began to boldly caress her smooth skin, and his lips, driven by innate instinct, began to kiss her delicate face. Slightly resisting, Zhang Ying, in a daze, turned her face and offered her beloved brother her first kiss. The hot air made their breathing heavier. Zhang Liang clumsily lifted his sister's vest, looking at her soft, white breasts and the slightly pink nipples. He eagerly opened his mouth and sucked hard on one. "Ah...it hurts..." Ignorance brought Zhang Ying pain, but also an unprecedented pleasure. Zhang Liang loosened his grip, trying to lick the slightly darker area with his tongue. "Mmm..." The tingling pleasure made Zhang Ying hug her brother's head to her chest. Her other hand never left his manhood for a second; the heat emanating from it made her feel pleasantly hot.

The rain outside intensified, the wind howled fiercely, and the distant rumble of thunder grew ever closer. Inside the secluded cabin, Zhang Liang, no longer content with lingering on his sister's full breasts and delicate lips, slipped his hand inside her loose shorts, touching a fuzzy area. The tingling sensation brought both of them the same pleasure, but one wanted to explore deeper into her mysterious territory, while the other shyly clamped her legs together: "No… Liangliang… that won't do…" Undeterred by his sister's weak resistance, Zhang Liang forcefully plunged his hand into a wet, slippery area. Whether it was residual urine or Zhang Ying's overflowing secretions, her genitals were already soaking wet.

The most private part of the girl, being violated by a man for the first time, was hot and lubricated, like a country path in spring rain, allowing Zhang Liang to explore it with unsteady steps. The intense stimulation caused Zhang Ying to unconsciously loosen her tightly closed thighs, allowing her brother's demonic hands to explore the deep valley.

In a daze, Zhang Ying had already been turned into a plump, white lamb by her younger brother. Zhang Liang, also naked, was pressed tightly against his soft, cotton-like sister, his hard penis probing at her slippery private parts.

Zhang Ying finally sensed the danger, and she quickly used her small hands to block her virginity: "Liangliang...no...we can't do this...if Mom and Dad find out...they'll beat us to death..." Zhang Liang vaguely knew that this was something he absolutely couldn't do, and he lay on top of his sister without wriggling: "But...sister...I really feel so uncomfortable...it hurts so much to be hard..." Zhang Ying reached out and grasped his hard, purplish penis, stroking it back and forth: "Sister will help you feel...you absolutely can't put it in..."

As a second choice, Zhang Liang had no choice but to use his hands and mouth, greedily licking and sucking his sister's breasts, which had already turned red from being sucked, while his hands groped back and forth on his sister's sweaty vulva and pink buttocks. But this half-hearted attempt only fueled the siblings' frustration. The wind and rain outside couldn't extinguish their burning desire.

Zhang Ying straddled her brother's waist and hips, her hands unconsciously caressing his back, while Zhang Liang buried his head between his sister's breasts, licking and sucking. Worse still, his swollen penis began to stir again between her swollen labia… “Crack…” Suddenly, a deafening clap of thunder exploded overhead, and Zhang Ying's scream was drowned out by the sound! Zhang Liang's countless futile thrusts finally paid off with the thunder's accompaniment. His hot rod plunged into his sister's newly opened flower path, piercing her thin virginity… Fortunately, the thunder masked Zhang Ying's involuntary cry of pain. Realizing what had happened, she quickly bit her brother's shoulder, transferring the unprecedented pain to his body.

Terrified, Zhang Liang lay motionless on top of his sister, ignoring the excruciating pain in his shoulder, his ears straining to hear the sounds outside the door. For a long time, all he heard was the sound of wind, rain, and terrifying thunder. His parents probably hadn't heard the scream, but the burning pain and the tight pressure announced to them the end of an old relationship and the beginning of a new one.

Slowly releasing her shoulder, which was now bleeding from being bitten, Zhang Ying sobbed, "You bastard...we made a terrible mistake...you...I..." Enduring the intense pain in his shoulder, Zhang Liang, experiencing a bittersweet pleasure, moved slightly. "Ah..." The sharp pain made Zhang Ying cry out softly, "Don't move...it hurts..." Zhang Liang immediately stopped moving, licking away his sister's tears, "I'm sorry...I...I won't move...I didn't mean to put it in...I...I'll pull it out..." He pulled out again. The pain made Zhang Ying hug her brother's buttocks tightly, "I told you not to move..." The siblings clung tightly to each other, listening to each other's breathing with fear.

Slowly, the chemical reaction between yin and yang began to erode their young bodies. The soft, tight pressure and the hot, itchy fullness caused the siblings to wriggle in unison. "Hmm..." A weak groan made Zhang Liang stop nervously again: "Sister...does it still hurt?" "Hmm...no...I don't know..." Although there was still some pain, Zhang Ying felt that it was no longer the primary sensation; instead, it was a feeling that was hard to describe! Does it hurt? Yes! Does it itch? Yes! Does it numb? Yes! ...A myriad of sensations converged, making her relentlessly try to wriggle her beautiful, aching body!

The friction of flesh against flesh brought an even more wondrous sensation. Setting aside the lash of kinship and the torment of ethics, at this moment, they were simply a young boy and girl experiencing another side of life for the first time, relentlessly seeking the opposite sex!

And so, without anyone's guidance or demands, the siblings naturally began the most primal of human... no... animalistic movements! In this age-old activity, they began to savor the highest pleasure!

A raging storm concealed the madness of these two insane humans. Let them mate unrestrainedly, savoring wave after wave of pleasure, like tasting the sweetest wine… Gradually, the rain subsided, the thunder faded, but the breathing inside grew increasingly rapid… Faced with a sky full of shimmering stars and ever-increasing pleasure, Zhang Ying, using the last vestiges of her clarity, kissed her brother's rapid breaths. Suddenly, they embraced tightly… motionless… After a long while, Zhang Ying whispered in her brother's ear, "Liangliang… Sister feels so good… Sister wants more…" Her radiant smile was like the sycamore blossoms after the rain outside the window… beautiful and fragrant… After that night of madness, both siblings regretted and blamed themselves, vowing never to do such an unforgivable thing again. However, once young bodies have experienced that storm of pleasure, willpower is no longer a guarantee. Naturally, there was a second time, and then another. Like a drug addiction, the siblings were trapped in a vortex of lust, unable to extricate themselves!

It wasn't until Zhang Ying was admitted to university and left home to study that the siblings temporarily ended their illicit relationship.

Later, Zhang Ying met Hu Jun, and the nourishment of love and growing older led her to decide to completely sever her ties with her brother.

However, when Zhang Liang also entered his sister's alma mater and lived with her, his infatuation with her didn't fade with time and age. Initially, Zhang Ying always firmly refused. But because Hu Jun was frequently away on business trips and doted on his brother, Zhang Liang's persistent pursuit gradually weakened Zhang Ying's defenses. Finally, during one of Hu Jun's business trips, while the siblings were congratulating Zhang Liang on achieving first place in his final exams, the two, having drunk quite a bit, ended up sleeping in the same bed again.

And so, in the clash of regret and longing, in the struggle between guilt and desire, the siblings resumed their frenzied life that drove them to the brink of madness… Scenes from the past vividly surfaced in Zhang Ying's mind. Powerless and unwilling to push away her beloved brother's outstretched hand, she sighed and resignedly leaned against him, letting his large hand slip through her sweater and grasp her breasts, which were now fuller than before. Seeing the half-open gate, Zhang Ying pressed down on the hand ravaging her chest: “Go and lock the gate, I’m going to take a shower…” Zhang Liang kissed his sister’s tender cheek and obediently ran to close the gate.

When Zhang Ying finished showering and entered her and Hu Jun's bedroom wearing only a cashmere nightgown, the air-conditioned room was filled with soft traditional music. Her younger brother was already asleep on their bed, wearing only her red underwear. Zhang Ying had scolded her brother for his habit of wearing her underwear, partly because it always made her heart race, and partly because she was afraid of being discovered. But Zhang Liang always ignored her and assured her that no one would find out. Zhang Ying was helpless. Actually, seeing the bulge between her brother's legs and her underwear always gave her a strange sense of stimulation and pleasure. She even felt that she and her brother were sexual perverts. But this perversion brought her a kind of pleasure that she could never feel with her husband!

Looking up at the happy wedding photo of herself and her husband above the bed, a faint sense of guilt rose with a strong pleasure, which made her genitals involuntarily secrete a hot, lustful fluid.

Lying weakly beside her younger brother, Zhang Ying squinted as he untied her pajamas, revealing her exquisite, radiant, naked body to him. Under the dazzling white light, Zhang Liang gazed at his sister's beautiful flesh as if admiring a rare treasure, gently stroking her delicate skin like the finest silk: "Yingying...you're so beautiful, so beautiful I want to worship you..."

Zhang Ying couldn't help but smile softly at her brother's praise: "First worship, then relentlessly ravage..." Zhang Liang blushed: "I can't help it! I can't help it now..." As he spoke, his head was already buried in his sister's full breasts, greedily licking, sucking, and biting... The tingling pleasure made Zhang Ying close her eyes, savoring the joy her brother brought her!

The doors and windows were tightly shut, and the curtains were drawn back, the cold outside unable to penetrate the warmth inside the room. Conversely, as Zhang Liang licked every inch of his sister's skin, the room temperature slowly rose along with their increasing body temperatures! Zhang Liang's tongue, like a tireless bee, traced her sweet, full breasts, her soft belly, her firm thighs, and even her delicate little feet… When his still-vibrant tongue finally traversed the overflowing valley, Zhang Ying sighed heavily… It was finally coming… A pair of pink thighs firmly encircled her brother's head between her legs, refusing to let him leave!

Zhang Liang had told his sister more than once that the trickle of fluid flowing from the depths of her body for him was always so fragrant and sweet, and he could never get enough of it! Zhang Ying always said her brother was talking nonsense. She always thought that her own sexual fluids, which her husband had also tasted, and when she asked him what they tasted like, he would frown and say that there was nothing special about them, just a little fishy, like the taste of her Mapo Tofu Fish with too little chili! How come in her brother's mouth, it tasted like aged red wine or fresh fruit juice? If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, could her brother's love for her really be so much greater than her husband's?

Zhang Ying felt as if her brother was draining all the moisture from her body, and now it was time for him to pay her back. She grabbed her brother's shoulders, trying to pull him up. Zhang Liang, of course, understood his sister's intention, so he raised his slick-faced head and climbed onto his sister's chest. At this point, he didn't need to lift a finger; his sister's gentle hands had already guided his penis to the indentation he had just lingered in. With the lubrication, he gently pushed it in, and the contours of the breasts fit together perfectly!

Years of harmonious sex life had taught Zhang Liang to know every erogenous zone inside and outside his sister's body. By instinct, his penis could caress the G-spot on the inner wall of his sister's vagina with the precise angle and pressure. With this skill, he could quickly bring his sister to the paradise of sex. Before long, Zhang Ying cried out as she reached her climax… Actually, Hu Jun could also bring her to orgasm, but that was limited; the intensity and frequency of pleasure were finite. This adorable younger brother, however, could bring her pleasure anytime, anywhere, making it impossible for her to resist… Just like this unrestrained night, after bringing his sister to four or five climaxes, when she weakly begged him to stop, Zhang Liang finally ejaculated countless life-giving substances deep into her body!

Life can be lived peacefully or wildly!

Just like Zhang Ying, enjoying the sweet bliss of married life while simultaneously pursuing the thrill and depravity of incest between her husband and brother!

Autumn turned to winter! Suddenly, Zhang Ying discovered she was pregnant. Of course, she knew whose child it was! When she nervously told her husband, seeing his face filled with tears of joy, she pinched herself hard and told herself that this time she must completely break off with her brother. With this child, she could be true to her husband and her brother!

To Zhang Ying's surprise, this time her younger brother didn't pester her as much as before! Did he already have a girlfriend? Or was he busy finding a job after graduating recently? Whatever the reason, although she felt a bit disappointed, Zhang Ying was still relieved. She could finally be a normal wife and sister again… The story seemed to have ended, what a good ending! Her husband was still working hard, but his job was good, his income was good, and their life was getting better and better. Her younger brother seemed to have found a good job too, busy all day, but sometimes he would take some time to visit her. And her? Her gradually growing belly filled her with anticipation for the future!

But, on another day when the paulownia flowers were in full bloom, when she went to her husband's company full of joy to ask him to go to the hospital with her for a check-up, she saw something she shouldn't have seen: her dear husband, with his arm around a very young and beautiful girl, got into a luxury car. Before her tears welled up, she clearly saw their mouths pressed together inside the car!

At that moment, Zhang Ying suddenly felt that everything around her was illusory and fleeting, vanishing in an instant! She felt as if she should disappear just like that! The originally sunny weather was suddenly shattered by dark clouds overhead, and soon a sudden downpour began! Tears mingled with the rain, Zhang Ying wanted to melt into the rushing river beside her! But when she looked down at her high, protruding belly, she suddenly felt that perhaps this was exactly what she needed? Looking at her child, thinking of her younger brother, Zhang Ying decided to call him. When she asked him to come to her house to see her, her brother, who was at work, agreed without hesitation. Would her husband have done the same? She

didn't know how she got back to her small courtyard. Soaked to the bone, Zhang Ying had no desire to change her clothes. She sat on the threshold, letting the occasional raindrops and sycamore petals fall on her cool body on the spring breeze! Her eyes were fixed on the gate. Now she no longer needed to struggle with the question of who she was waiting for. Because there was only one person in her heart… When Zhang Liang, equally soaked, rushed into the yard, Zhang Ying's eyes were once again blurred with tears. Then, a warm embrace, though soaked herself, held her tightly, comforting her and asking her questions again and again. She could clearly see the tears in her brother's eyes—tears of heartache! When Zhang Ying told her younger brother what she had seen, Zhang Liang wasn't angry or upset. Instead, he smiled, a smile so happy and blissful: "Yingying, let him go. From now on, let me take good care of you... and our child!" Looking into her brother's earnest eyes, Zhang Ying was still somewhat uncertain, because she knew that what he was saying was a lifelong promise: "I haven't heard you call me Yingying for so long! If that's really what you wanted, why did you leave so easily in the first place?" Zhang Liang smiled calmly: "When I found out you were pregnant, I felt like I suddenly grew up. At that moment, I suddenly realized that all the love and affection I talked about before was meaningless. If I didn't have the ability to give you a good life, I would have rather left you sooner. But now, I should have that ability!

I can be your man!"

Zhang Ying smiled too, a smile so happy and blissful. She was finally certain that the man before her would be the one to share her future!

Zhang Liang tenderly carried his sister into the house, undressing her completely, and as he was about to put her in the warm bathtub, Zhang Ying also asked her brother to take off his clothes. Zhang Liang was naturally delighted and squeezed naked into the small bathtub!

The hot water dispelled the chill from her body, and the gentle care dispelled the chill from her heart. He gently stroked his sister's swollen belly, his tongue circling it incessantly. "Giggle..." Zhang Ying giggled, tickling her brother's hair. "Do you think it's a boy or a girl?" Zhang Liang moved his hands below the waterline, playing with the soft, fuzzy flesh. "Boy or girl, it's fine?" Zhang Ying seemed to think of something. "What if there are problems with the baby?" Zhang Liang, also highly educated, understood his sister's meaning. "Didn't you go for a checkup?" Zhang Ying was a little distracted, because her brother's hands were becoming increasingly adept at exploring between her legs, and his mouth was beginning to suckle on her increasingly full breasts. "Mmm...mmm...the doctor said the baby is normal...uh...Liangliang...hug me." "I'm going to bed..."

Zhang Liang hesitated, "Can you do it now?" Zhang Ying felt warmed by her brother's thoughtfulness, "It's okay as long as it's not too intense... Good Liangliang... quickly carry me to bed... I want..." Zhang Liang picked up his woman and child without hesitation... Zhang Ying knelt on the bed with her pregnant belly, exposing her round, plump buttocks and swollen, slippery vulva to her brother, gently swaying her pink buttocks: "Liangliang... come... come in quickly... I'm so itchy..." With his thick, hard penis, Zhang Liang knelt behind his sister's buttocks, stroking her smooth, plump buttocks a few times, and then happily inserted his penis into his sister's hot vagina! The two, who hadn't been together for a long time, were almost melted by this long-awaited union. Composing himself, he lovingly held his sister's round buttocks while slowly moving in and out of her hot cavity... To provide accompaniment, the rain outside poured down even harder, as if trying to cover up the shameful sounds of their genitals intertwining!

Zhang Liang was incredibly gentle this time, so gentle that even his older sister felt a little impatient. But her heart was filled with sweetness; what a wonderful man! No matter what the future held, she would never leave him again!

For a long, long time, with her brother's gentle, unrestrained caresses, the older sister, as he ejaculated, once again experienced the most exquisite pleasure in the world! Her flushed, tender face remained as beautiful and fragrant as the paulownia blossoms in the rain outside the window…

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