[Urban] The Tragedy of Mature Women (Complete) - Chapter 37

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Chapter 396 The Young Woman is an Old Friend

"You're so naughty..."

Yao Yao said shyly and coquettishly, but her eyes were full of intoxicated love.

"Good Yao Yao, did you like me being naughty to you just now?"

Li Jinhuan asked with a smile.

"I'm ignoring you..."

Yao Yao blushed and ran out of the car shyly.

"Good Yao Yao, do you want me to take you home?"

Li Jinhuan smiled and chased after her, putting his arm around Yao Yao's slender waist.

"Of course!"

Yao Yao said coquettishly, "What if that bad guy in sunglasses chases after us and hides at our door? We'll have to rely on you as a shield!"

"Oh, so I'm just your shield after all?"

Li Jinhuan pinched Yao Yao's fair and tender cheek and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Then you can be my protector from now on, okay?"

Yao Yao nestled against her brother Huan's broad chest and walked away coquettishly. Since her father passed away, she had rarely been this happy and had rarely received love. Her mother was always in a bad mood.

In just a short while, Yao Yao and Li Jinhuan seemed like a couple. The passion from their earlier tryst hadn't subsided, and as they entered the quiet stairwell, their desire only intensified.

"Now that you're home safely, can I go back now?"

Li Jinhuan asked with a playful smile.

"No..."

Yao Yao murmured, embarrassed yet reluctant, holding his large hand and lowering her head shyly, "Why don't you come to my place for a while..."

"What if your father is home?"

Li Jinhuan asked with a smile.

"I don't have a father anymore..."

Yao Yao murmured sadly, "He passed away three years ago..."

"I'm sorry, Yao Yao."

Li Jinhuan gently stroked Yao Yao's head and asked softly, "What about your mother?"

"Oh!"

Yao Yao glanced at the door warily, pouted and said mischievously, "She might be home, or she might not be home, it's fifty-fifty. Even if she is home, it's okay. I'll just say... I'll just say you're my classmate..."

"Please! Little beauty, am I that young?"

Li Jinhuan said with a wry smile, "You don't have a classmate who's eight years older than you, do you? How many years have I been repeating grades?"

"Then you're about the same age as our Chinese teacher, Ms. Yan, so I'll just say you're my teacher coming for a home visit."

Yao Yao said shyly, her sixteen-year-old heart suddenly stirred by Li Jinhuan, seemingly with a shameless and fearless spirit.

"Little beauty, do you really want me to come to your house?"

Li Jinhuan asked with a mischievous smile, holding Yao Yao's slender waist tightly in the hallway.

"No, don't overthink it... I just wanted to invite you in for a drink... After all, you saved me today..."

Yao Yao realized she had been a bit out of line and murmured shyly.

"Didn't you thank me on the tram?"

Li Jinhuan teased in a low voice, biting Yao Yao's fair and delicate earlobe. "I'm already very happy to receive such thanks after getting a kiss, you're still a little girl after all!"

"I'm sixteen years old..."

Yao Yao pouted and looked up at him coquettishly, but when she met Li Jinhuan's fiery gaze, she couldn't help but lower her head in a flustered manner.

"Sixteen is indeed not young."

Li Jinhuan looked down at Yao Yao's firm and round breasts and asked with a wicked smile, "Are you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you at all..."

Yao Yao pouted coquettishly.

"Little loli, how about you kiss me?"

Li Jinhuan rubbed his hot lips against Yao Yao's pink and tender cheeks.

"It's a promise, just once! If I dare kiss you, you'll have to call me 'sister' from now on!"

The girl's heart had opened, and Yao Yao said shyly and charmingly, then, with a soft, girlish tone, right there in the stairwell outside their house, her fragrant lips covered his.

Oh, these were the girl's cherry lips! He instantly felt his mouth fill with fragrance, his tongue tingle, and his nose filled with the girl's scent. Perhaps it was Yao Yao's first kiss, because her movements were rather awkward. Her flat, soft belly rubbed against his erection with nervous excitement, the softness making his hardness feel incredibly comfortable. The desire he had just released on Cai Shaofen surged again, and he had to withdraw his hands from Yao Yao's slender waist, embracing her head and kissing her passionately.

His tongue gently broke through Yao Yao's defenses, swirling inside her mouth. Yao Yao seemed somewhat bewildered, wanting to respond but afraid of biting him. He chuckled inwardly, patiently teasing and guiding her. Gradually, Yao Yao seemed to grasp the knack, extending her sweet, smooth little tongue to entwine with his. Oh, what could be more exquisite than a young girl's fragrant tongue? If it weren't for the even more intense pleasure from the friction between their lower bodies, he would almost have lost himself in Yao Yao's little mouth.

"Mmm!"

Yao Yao murmured softly, her delicate body trembling. She shyly closed her angelic eyes. The war she had started was now in Li Jinhuan's hands. Her first kiss had finally been given to her prince charming. However, in front of the philandering, lecherous, and lustful Li Jinhuan, she was like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

When Li Jinhuan's fiery lips gently kissed Yao Yao's alluring red lips once more, Yao Yao felt as if she were in a dream. As his tongue parted her lips, she involuntarily welcomed it. When his tongue intertwined with her sweet, smooth tongue, Yao Yao's mouth involuntarily watered.

Li Jinhuan, a seasoned lover and a womanizer, calmly launched his attack. His thick lips sealed Yao Yao's moist, soft lips, and his large tongue explored her cherry-like mouth, boldly searching and exploring within her warm, moist mouth. Sometimes it entwined with her sweet, smooth tongue, sometimes it traced the lines of her smooth teeth. The feeling of their first kiss was so wonderful; Yao Yao felt as if a hundred flowers were blooming within her, like a happy butterfly freely flying among blossoms, light and boundless. Their tongues intertwined, sucking at each other, unwilling to part.

Yao Yao's beautiful, delicate cheeks flushed crimson, and her exquisite body felt waves of aching pleasure she had never experienced before. She nestled weakly in Li Jinhuan's arms, letting out a short, shy moan. As Li Jinhuan kissed her cherry lips, sucked on her tongue, kneaded her breasts with one hand, and caressed her thighs and buttocks with the other, especially when his primal weapon, hard and eager through his pants, pressed against her flat, soft abdomen, she realized the vast difference in their abilities. Whether in skill or size, they were not on the same level. She felt a pang of regret and fear, but the wildfire of girlish passion within her body and heart surged upwards, burning her with a tingling, numbing sensation, leaving her completely weak.

Today, she finally understood how wonderful a first kiss was, and she wanted to know more. Breathless and shy, she lifted her breasts, enjoying the caress of his hands. Her delicate hands haphazardly stroked his back, unsure of what to do next…

“Is your mother home? Shall I carry you inside?”

Li Jinhuan practically lifted Yao Yao up in his arms.

“I don’t know…”

Yao Yao, panting softly, murmured, her arms tightly wrapped around Li Jinhuan's neck.

Suddenly, the door opened, and someone was about to come out.

Yao Yao hurriedly jumped down from Li Jinhuan's arms. The door opened, and a mature young woman stepped out.

"Yao Yao, why are you so late?"

the woman asked her daughter, but her eyes were fixed on Li Jinhuan, her beautiful eyes flashing with surprise.

"Mom, I just encountered a bad guy, but luckily this Brother Huan saved me..."

Yao Yao couldn't care less about the lies about classmates and teachers anymore and had to tell the truth. After all, the encounter with the man in sunglasses and black and the car accident had indeed been quite dangerous, and the girl was still a little shaken.

"Your surname is Li?" the woman asked, somewhat puzzled.

Li Jinhuan couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Auntie, do you know me?"

Yao Yao looked at her mother with surprise as well.

She had long, flowing hair, and her bright, captivating eyes were mesmerizing. Her fair face was rosy, and her cherry-red lips, painted with vibrant red lipstick, looked incredibly alluring. The way

her lips parted as she spoke made one yearn to kiss them. Her skin was fair and smooth, and her curvaceous figure was tightly encased in a black, low-cut dress with a high slit, revealing most of her breasts. Her full, rounded breasts created a cleavage, and the dress was pushed up by them. Her slender waist and long, shapely legs clad in black stockings peeked out from the slit, revealing the full, rounded thighs and the lace trim of the stockings. She wore beautiful red high heels, and her fair, rounded arms exuded a mature, glamorous, and alluring charm, full of the allure of a mature woman.

The young woman nodded and murmured, "She looks a bit like an old friend!"

"Auntie knows my late father!"

Li Jinhuan exclaimed in surprise. Could it be that he had encountered someone with a vague family background in the capital?

Unexpectedly, Li Jinhuan was immersed in those possibilities when the young woman's previously puzzled expression suddenly changed drastically. "She just looks a bit like that scumbag. The sins of the father are visited upon the son?" As she spoke, she slapped Li Jinhuan across the face, pulled Yao Yao inside, and slammed the door shut with a "bang."

Li Jinhuan was speechless for a moment, shaking his head and sighing at why he kept encountering such inexplicable things today.

Chapter 397 Mother-in-law is like an older sister

When Li Jinhuan returned to the hotel, Qin Lan had already finished her business and was sitting alone in the hotel lobby waiting for him.

Before Li Jinhuan could ask about Huayi Brothers, Qin Lan said in advance, "The Huayi Brothers matter cannot be resolved in a day or two, but it is almost done. However, there is something more important now, and I need you to meet someone."

Without waiting for Li Jinhuan to ask what it was, Qin Lan pulled Li Jinhuan to a newly opened room.

Li Jinhuan asked with a smile, "Why are you so happy today? Your face is all smiles. Did someone come to visit?"

Qin Lan blushed and pointed mysteriously to the door. Li Jinhuan then gently knocked.

The door opened, and a beautiful young woman stood behind it.

This woman was radiant and stunningly beautiful, like a fairy. Li Jinhuan was stunned at first sight and hesitated to approach. He already had so many beautiful sisters, and it wasn't that he didn't believe such a stunning beauty existed. It wasn't that he hadn't considered that it was most likely Qin Lan's mother. But he never imagined that Qin Lan's mother would be such a young and beautiful woman!

Qin Lan was already very beautiful, but this woman was even more beautiful than Qin Lan, more charming and alluring, with a graceful and noble demeanor and an elegant and refined temperament. She was strikingly beautiful, with white teeth and red lips, arched eyebrows and full cheeks. Her skin was snow-white and delicate, her demeanor radiant and graceful, her beauty captivating. Tall and slender yet full-figured, her body perfectly proportioned, her hair styled in a cloud-like bun, she seemed ethereal. Her figure was exceptionally well-proportioned, round and full, with perfectly proportioned curves. Her waist was incredibly thin, showing no signs of having given birth, especially considering her daughter Qin Lan was already quite grown.

"Jin Huan, is this it? Please come in,"

she said softly.

Li Jin Huan's first impression was that she resembled a dancer. Her demeanor was unlike Qin Lan's delicate, playful, and innocent charm; instead, she possessed a quiet elegance and refined grace, commanding respect from the moment she appeared. What struck Li Jin Huan most was her voice, truly clear, melodious, and soft, with a mature and captivating charm.

At that moment, Li Jin Huan even doubted his initial guess, for he couldn't immediately determine if this was Qin Lan's mother, as her mother could never be so young. But Qin Lan had never mentioned having sisters. Could it be one of her cousins?

Li Jinhuan suddenly snapped out of her reverie.

She smiled at Li Jinhuan and said, "Thanks to you for taking care of Qin Lan these past few days. Please come in and sit down."

She gave Qin Lan a satisfied look and warmly welcomed Li Jinhuan, personally offering her fruit. Her gait was light and graceful, her waist swaying elegantly—truly a picture of captivating charm. Qin Lan stayed close by her side, holding her arm tightly, her face beaming with happiness and joy.

"You're too kind. Are you Qin Lan's cousin?"

Li Jinhuan had no choice but to play dumb. Ah! Who was this Qin Lan? She was so beautiful! Even if it was a mistake, it would have a comedic effect, perhaps even winning the heart of this beauty.

Sure enough, one sentence elicited loud laughter from both women. The young woman covered her mouth, giggling coyly, while Qin Lan laughed heartily, bending over with laughter, her laughter so joyful and loud, lingering for a long time.

"Jin Huan,"

Qin Lan called out, pulling the woman's hand with a smile, "Jin Huan, come, let me introduce you to my cousin!"

Before she could finish her sentence, she burst into laughter again, tears streaming down her face. The young woman was also laughing, but not as unrestrainedly as Qin Lan; her laughter was somewhat shy, her face flushed, bashful and delicate.

Li Jin Huan quickly stood up to await the verdict.

"Jin Huan, listen up! Kneel down and pay your respects to your mother-in-law, my dear sister!"

Qin Lan deliberately called out with a stern face.

"You crazy girl, how rude!"

The woman lightly patted Qin Lan on the back and said with a smile, "Jin Huan, it's all my fault for not introducing myself earlier. I'm Qin Lan's mother, and my name is Qin Keru. I came to Beijing to attend an academic seminar and stopped by to see Qin Lan."

"My mother is a university economics professor. She's very knowledgeable about business management and investment,"

Qin Lan said proudly, hugging her mother's arm tightly.

"Ah!"

Li Jinhuan's face flushed red, and he laughed in surprise, "So it's Auntie! I'm so sorry, I mistook you for Qin Lan's cousin!"

Qin's mother gestured for Li Jinhuan to sit down, and she sat beside him, patting his hand and saying softly, "Jinhuan, don't mind! My daughter has no manners at all; I spoiled her rotten since she was little! I never expected her to be so capable now, all thanks to your great help!"

"Not at all! Qin Lan has improved even more on her own these past few years!"

In front of his mother-in-law, Li Jinhuan naturally had to praise Qin Lan's wife a few times. In fact, it was true; he hadn't helped Qin Lan much, and Qin Lan had done everything herself.

Qin Lan felt as sweet as if she had drunk honey when her beloved praised her in front of her mother.

"She's fearless!"

Qin's mother said affectionately to her beloved daughter.

"Alright, alright, stop teasing me, you're making me blush,"

Qin Lan said, sticking out her tongue playfully. "Mom, once things with Huayi Brothers are settled these next few days, I'll take you on a nice tour of Beijing."

"Let Qin Lan accompany Auntie on a trip today!"

Li Jinhuan said with a smile.

"I just arrived last night. I know you've been busy these past few days, so let's wait until Qin Lan is done!"

Qin's mother said with a smile. "Besides, I can't travel around too much. Our university has academic conferences every year, with venues in scenic spots all over the country. We've already been to most places."

Before Li Jinhuan could say anything, Qin Lan interjected, "He's not busy at all! It's all us who are worrying and working hard. Let him stay here and discuss the economic situation with Mom!"

"Qin Lan..."

Li Jinhuan reached out and pulled Qin Lan, wanting her to stay and chat with Qin's mother.

"I get a headache just listening to Mom talk about economics and politics so enthusiastically, so please bear with me!"

Qin Lan teased in a low voice. "By the way, my mom and dad had a fight, so she came to Beijing to relax during the meeting. You'd better make her happy! Otherwise, I'll have to reconsider if my mother-in-law doesn't like me!"

The girl giggled and said to her mother, "Mom, you guys are discussing the international situation, I'll go get some documents, excuse me!"

Then she slipped away.

Li Jinhuan was naturally overjoyed to have the opportunity to be alone with Qin's mother. Seeing her take out her laptop, he hurriedly tidied up the computer desk and unplugged the internet cable from the hotel VIP room computer, preparing to plug it into Qin's mother's laptop.

Although Qin's mother was in her early forties, she possessed the mature elegance of a virtuous woman. She always spoke softly and gently, and her every gesture exuded a sophisticated charm. Thanks to her careful attention to clothing and grooming, she remained radiant and graceful. Unlike most women whose figures deteriorate with age, she maintained a remarkably perfect figure. Her full breasts were high and firm, her waist was almost free of excess fat, her hips were plump and round, and her skin was fair and smooth—a fact evidenced by the beastly gazes many men gave her.

Whenever she and Qin Lan went out together, people said they looked more like sisters than mother and daughter.

Li Jinhuan learned from Qin Lan that her father had once been a prominent figure in Chang'an City, but apparently retired early due to poor health.

Mother Qin possessed a full and well-proportioned figure, especially her captivating and beautiful phoenix eyes, though a hint of melancholy lingered in them. Her curvaceous, smooth, and jade-like body, clad in a plain floral cheongsam, appeared even more alluring and captivating, exuding undeniable sex appeal. From her slender waist to her full, rounded hips, and her long, shapely legs in stockings, her sensual curves were unmatched by girls who merely boasted of their youth—it was the unique charm of a mature woman.

The Suzhou-embroidered cheongsam with its plain floral pattern accentuated her ample bosom, and her legs, exposed from the slit, were encased in flesh-colored sheer stockings and milky-white high heels. Everything about her appeared dignified and elegant, clearly showing that she valued her appearance above all else. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with life, and years of life experience had imbued her with a refined, virtuous, and elegant demeanor.

The air conditioning was on in the summer, and they sat very close. The scent of her freshly showered shower gel and the occasional breeze from her hair brushing against Li Jinhuan's cheeks and neck made him somewhat restless.

Even more alluring was her plain floral cheongsam; the shape, pattern, and color of her bra were even faintly visible beneath. The cheongsam's hem didn't reach her knees, revealing a section of her full, rounded thighs, which appeared even more alluring under the sheer, flesh-colored stockings, her fair skin radiating a soft, seductive glow.

Just then, a hotel waiter brought drinks and refreshments: "Mr. Li, this was sent by Sister Qin Lan to Professor Qin's room."

"Okay, thank you!"

Qin's mother stood up and greeted the waiter with a smile, instructing him to place the drinks on the table.

Li Jinhuan watched the beautiful waiter leave. Qin's mother casually closed the door behind her. She wore a plain floral cheongsam, her skin fair and delicate, her face lightly made up, giving her an elegant and dignified air. A slight parting of her lips revealed a face full of spring-like allure. The slit in her cheongsam was just right, neither too high nor too low, revealing her full, firm calves and rounded knees. As she moved, her long, fair thighs were glimpsed intermittently. She swayed her plump hips as she walked step by step to the coffee table. Her full, round buttocks were incredibly bouncy and alluring. Her long, beautiful legs were encased in thin, transparent flesh-colored stockings, which aroused all sorts of fantasies. Her delicate, jade-like feet were clad in milky-white strappy high-heeled sandals.

Hearing from Qin's mother that she had lived in Beijing for several years, and from Qin Lan that her parents had just had a fight, Li Jinhuan couldn't help but casually ask, "Why didn't Uncle come with Auntie for a visit? I heard his health isn't very good, and we haven't had a chance to visit him. Actually, traveling and sightseeing is good for his health."

"Don't mention him..."

Qin's mother's smile vanished, replaced by a somber, resentful tone. "He used to be an ambitious, brave, and decisive man. Since his health deteriorated, he's become increasingly petty, vulgar, and stubborn. He's old-fashioned, always cooped up at home playing mahjong with those old men. The longer he sits, the worse it is for his illness. He also takes our good intentions for granted, and he gets angry at the drop of a hat. Sigh! I don't want to talk about him anymore. I feel like we're from two different worlds now..."

"It's all my fault for bringing up things that upset Auntie,"

Li Jinhuan hurriedly comforted her softly. "Uncle isn't feeling well, so naturally he's in a bad mood, which is understandable. But then again, Auntie is so virtuous, and Qin Lan is so lovely, how could Uncle bear to lose his temper with his wife and daughter? He really doesn't know how to cherish them. Auntie, don't be angry. Tomorrow, Qin Lan and I will accompany you out for some fun and a shopping spree. Shopping is the best way for women to vent their emotions!"

Chapter 398 Plump and Juicy

"You've vented your emotions, but you've also lost money. Wouldn't that make you feel even worse?"

Qin's mother laughed. "I'd like to be a shopaholic like that too, but I'm afraid Qin Lan will feel bad about it, haha!"

"How could that be? We'd love to be filial to you, Mom!"

Li Jinhuan got up to unplug the internet cable from the VIP room's computer. As he squatted down, he glanced at Qin's mother's beautiful legs in stockings.

Qin's mother sat regally, her beautiful legs gracefully positioned, a pair of delicate, milky-white high heels resting gently together, exuding a ladylike air. Flesh-colored, sheer crystal stockings encased her full insteps, reflecting a subtle, enchanting sheen. Her slender calves and delicate ankles possessed clean, graceful lines, light and elegant. The natural indentations formed by the Achilles tendons at the back of her ankles were incredibly soft and alluring, radiating a subtle sensuality. Her supple feet and high heels blended seamlessly, complementing each other beautifully, a sight to behold.

Around her neck was a lustrous white pearl necklace, its shimmering brilliance complementing her stunning beauty, her flawless, snow-white skin, and the simple floral cheongsam she wore—clearly not something one could find in a typical boutique. Then look at her long, black hair, which had just been washed and was naturally and freely draped over her shoulders, tied only at the neck with a white headband with simple flowers. She exuded a relaxed, moderate, warm and romantic charm, radiating a powerful and stunning beauty almost without any adornment.

In the blink of an eye, Qin's mother swayed her slender waist, shifting her posture. Her two beautiful legs deftly tilted to the side, shifting her feet slightly under the coffee table, almost completely exposing her long, shapely legs. The muscles in her thighs and calves were so evenly proportioned—perfectly proportioned, neither too plump nor too thin. Her shimmering, milky-white high-

heeled sandals were even more alluring. Her right leg rested on her left knee, half of her rounded thigh peeking out from between the hem of her plain floral cheongsam. Four straps extended from the waistband, holding up flesh-colored, sheer crystal stockings, even revealing the delicate lace at the top. Her legs, visible through the stockings, were truly beautiful. Through the sheer stockings, her toenails were dyed a bright purple, and her feet were exceptionally beautiful. Perhaps due to excellent care, the skin on her feet was very fair and tender, with a healthy pinkish hue. Her toes were neatly arranged, long and curved, hooking together elegantly. Her toenails were crystal clear, shimmering with a natural luster. Her arches were slightly upturned, her insteps high and sexy. Her ankles were smooth and slender, the ankle bones almost invisible. Her entire foot was noble and beautiful, like jade, a true work of art. Perhaps from sitting for too long, Qin's mother's legs were spread wide, swinging back and forth under the coffee table, her lace panties clearly visible, the cleavage and contours full and shapely…

Li Jinhuan's appetite surged, he longed to reach out and touch them, his mind filled with images of those thighs encased in flesh-colored, transparent crystal stockings…

Li Jinhuan plugged the network cable into his laptop and sat beside Qin's mother. He couldn't resist the alluring scent emanating from her, his eyes constantly drifting to the slit in her cheongsam and her legs, glistening with a delicate silky sheen, wishing he could reach in and caress those smooth, fleshy legs.

"As long as Auntie is happy shopping, isn't money just an external thing?"

Li Jinhuan chuckled playfully. "Actually, online shopping is quite fun. As the saying goes, if you're unsure about domestic matters, ask Baidu; if you're unsure about foreign matters, ask Google; if you're unsure about shopping, ask Taobao; if you're unsure about sex, ask Tianya. Take a look, Auntie, what do you want to buy?"

"I want to buy a rocket, how about that? Mr. Li, when will it be delivered?"

Qin's mother teased. Being with this witty and humorous young man, her initially somewhat depressed mood had unknowingly become much more pleasant. She was no longer so sensitive to his occasional, intentional or unintentional touches on her body, or his thigh brushing against her full, rounded legs in stockings.

"Ah? Really? Then Auntie will have to choose carefully. I suggest you trust domestic products, otherwise, like the South Korean 'Luo Lao Hao,' you'll only end up 'getting the short end of the stick'! Hehe!"

Li Jinhuan laughed. "Look at this comment, it's very witty and interesting!"

"The collision of a South Korean rocket with the Milky Way caused a massive collapse of the Magpie Bridge, plunging the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl into the Milky Way. The Cowherd drowned instantly, while the Weaver Girl was rescued by onlookers and taken to a nearby hospital affiliated with the Sixth Arm of the Milky Way, where she is in stable condition. China has expressed extreme indignation and strong condemnation of this 'rocket collision,' and the Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs has lodged a strong protest, deeming it the largest and most costly terrorist attack since 9/11. However, South Korea responded that, based on years of dedicated research, they have found evidence proving that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are descendants of Martians and share a common ancestor with South Korea. Therefore, this incident is merely an internal conflict within South Korea and has nothing to do with China. The situation is still under discussion; please continue to follow the developments."

After reading this, Qin's mother couldn't help but chuckle, her previous gloom vanishing. She knew her understanding son-in-law was deliberately trying to amuse her.

"Auntie is finally happy, and I can finally relax."

Li Jinhuan gently touched Qin's mother's left leg, which was encased in a flesh-colored transparent crystal stocking, with his right leg and smiled to cover his embarrassment. "Otherwise, Qin Lan wouldn't have let me off the hook."

"Don't be too fickle, or even if Qin Lan forgives you, I won't!"

Qin's mother didn't move her left leg, keeping it pressed tightly against Jinhuan's right leg. She started playing a card game out of boredom, apparently using it to pass the time.

Li Jinhuan laughed, "Auntie's card game skills are pretty good!"

At this moment, Li Jinhuan started helping Qin's mother operate the computer, which meant they had to sit very close. Shoulder to shoulder, hand to hand, and now leg to leg, it was inevitable. Thigh to thigh, they slowly adapted and got used to it, and Li Jinhuan enjoyed the sensual pleasure. Gradually, as Qin's mother operated the computer, Li Jinhuan would occasionally place his hand on her thigh, encased in flesh-colored sheer crystal stockings, or gently put his arm around her shoulder. When he got a good hand, Li Jinhuan would even shake her shoulders vigorously.

"We university professors don't play those time-consuming and laborious games. We just play cards when we have nothing to do,"

Qin's mother said with a coquettish smile. She didn't refuse or show any displeasure at Li Jinhuan's actions, seemingly unconcerned, but in reality, she felt a slight pleasure and comfort.

"Auntie, you're so well-maintained. No wonder I mistook you for Qin Lan's cousin!"

Li Jinhuan gently touched Qin's mother's fair and smooth arm with his lustful hand, sincerely praising her.

Qin's mother chuckled, "Actually, you can't blame your judgment. People who don't know me say I'm in my thirties, but I'm actually forty-three. I married young, at twenty, and had Qin Lan at twenty-one. Then, I was fortunate enough to attend university after the resumption of the college entrance examination. My family was well-off, and I had no worries. I'm cheerful and optimistic, and being a former dancer, I take care of myself, maintaining a slim figure and fair, plump skin. This has masked my actual age."

Li Jinhuan nodded with a smile, "Yes, I think you're at most thirty-three. It's funny, Qin Lan told me you were a university professor, and I imagined you to be a white-haired old woman. Turns out you're such a beautiful, dignified, and intellectual woman."

"No wonder Qin Lan is so infatuated with you! You're such a smooth talker, always trying to win a girl's heart,"

Qin's mother scolded playfully. "Don't tease this old woman; you've made me lose at cards."

Looking at Qin's mother's charming smile and captivating eyes, Li Jinhuan immediately had a novel idea: both mother and daughter were exceptionally beautiful, their complexions radiant and their beauty dazzling—truly a pair of peerless beauties. And their personalities were distinct: one innocent and lively, the other gentle and elegant—a truly exquisite pair.

As time passed, Li Jinhuan grew bolder, using the opportunity of handing her a drink to occasionally stroke Qin's mother's jade-like arm or smooth her hair. At first, she would slightly sway or stomp her foot to stop Li Jinhuan from touching her, but soon she gave in to him. Further on, without her noticing, Li Jinhuan's hand slipped behind her and gently rested on her round and firm buttocks. She didn't resist, simply looking at the screen without flinching, her face slightly flushed.

Even so, neither of them took another step forward.

They simply talked and laughed, occasionally exchanging glances, enjoying this unspoken, private exchange of spirit and flesh.

Lunch ended in a peaceful atmosphere. Li Jinhuan wanted to take a moment to drag Qin Lan back to his room and have some fun, but Qin Lan struggled free and hid in her mother's arms.

During his afternoon nap, Li Jinhuan could only sleep alone, hugging his pillow.

Outside the presidential suite and VIP rooms was an outdoor swimming pool, where Qin Keru and her daughter were enjoying a gentle massage from the water. Qin Lan wore an extremely sexy white one-piece bikini, barely covering three key areas. The two straps barely concealed her protruding nipples, but her full, round breasts were completely exposed, revealing her snow-white breasts, deep cleavage, and a thin strip of fabric tightly binding her private parts. Her long, snow-white legs and full, pert buttocks were also visible. Jin Huan knew there was a taboo about white swimwear—white swimsuits were often considered taboo for women because of their light color and thin fabric, which could lead to an embarrassing see-through effect in the water. Qin Lan's one-piece bikini was already extremely sexy, but she chose white, making it almost transparent in the water, deliberately tempting Jin Huan to commit a crime.

The mature and beautiful mother-in-law, Qin Keru, wore a rather high-end blue swimsuit, with ribbons adorning the hem, exuding a graceful and elegant beauty. Her full, protruding breasts, slender waist, plump, rounded buttocks, and long, shapely thighs, along with her voluptuous figure, were all partially concealed by the blue swimsuit, appearing and disappearing, a seductive allure that surpassed even complete nudity, stirring endless fantasies and passions.

Li Jinhuan, wearing only briefs, displayed his strong and athletic physique, attempting to emulate the diving prowess of Olympic champion Tian Liang. He cleanly and decisively plunged into the deep water, splashing water. Amidst Qin Lan's screams, Jinhuan swam like a fish between Qin Lan's jade-like legs, caressing, kneading, harassing, and groping, eliciting another scream from Qin Lan. Jinhuan wondered if his groping had actually touched Qin's mother-in-law's plump and rounded body.

"Jin Huan's swimming style is quite good! You have a bit of a 'white streak in the waves' feel to it!"

The mature and beautiful mother-in-law, Qin Keru, said with a coquettish smile, which made her appear even more dignified and elegant as a lady from a well-to-do family. She was not surprised by her daughter and son-in- law's flirtatious behavior in front of her. Although Li Jin Huan had just taken advantage of her

a little, she could only remain silent in front of her daughter. After swimming for a while with her daughter and son-in-law, Qin Keru, who did not exercise often, was exhausted and unable to move.

The massage couldn't relieve the soreness accumulated from overexertion, so she could only sit lazily on a lounge chair by the pool and sigh, "Qin Lan, Jin Huan, Mom is so tired! It's all your fault that my back aches, my limbs are weak, and I can't move. You two go swim!"

Chapter 399 Mother-in-law eavesdrops

"Aunt Ke Ru, this is because you don't exercise much. Let me give you a massage to relieve your fatigue. You can also take a hot bath tonight, and you won't feel sore tomorrow."

Li Jin Huan said, seizing the opportunity.

"No, no!"

Although the two had quite a bit of physical contact in the pool earlier, that situation was more natural. Now, hearing that Li Jin Huan wanted to massage her, no matter how much she looked forward to the wonderful feeling of physical intimacy, the thought of wearing such a revealing swimsuit and having her body exposed to her son-in-law in front of her daughter made Qin Ke Ru subconsciously refuse.

"Mom, it's okay, let Jinhuan give you a massage! His massage skills are excellent. You always complain at home that Dad only knows how to raise fish, grow flowers, and play mahjong, and never gives you a massage. Let Jinhuan take care of you from now on!"

Qin Lan said mischievously with a coquettish smile.

"Aunt Keru, it's okay. I know which swimming strokes cause which parts to ache. Muscle soreness requires mutual massage to relax, and it's best to treat it immediately for the best effect. Otherwise, you'll be sore for several days, and then you'll complain about me and Qin Lan!"

Thinking of Aunt Keru's delicate and smooth skin, he imagined how tempting a massage would be, and coupled with the rare breakthrough in intimacy, Li Jinhuan persuaded Aunt Keru with special anticipation.

On one hand, she was so sore all over that she couldn't move, and on the other hand, she didn't know why she couldn't resist her son-in-law's eager gaze. Perhaps deep down, there was a little unspeakable shyness, a longing for closer contact with this young man who seemed to be destined for her, to enjoy that unspeakable and moving pleasure. Qin Keru blushed and nodded shyly.

“Aunt Keru, please lie down properly. Some areas will be a little sore when I massage them, so please bear with it,”

Li Jinhuan said.

Under the slanting sunlight and the colorful clouds in the sky, lay a stunningly beautiful woman. Her backless swimsuit cleverly accentuated her beautiful curves, revealing a slender, smooth back with well-proportioned flesh. From her slender waist to her full, rounded hips, her shapely buttocks and long, slender legs formed a beautiful and alluring arc. Although she was simply lying face down, she possessed an extraordinary allure, making one's blood boil. Li Jinhuan stretched out trembling hands and began massaging her, starting from her shoulders. He used all his strength, gradually increasing the pressure. Qin Keru cried out in pain, her muscles tensing instantly.

“Aunt Keru, relax. It will hurt a little, but it will be over in a moment,”

Li Jinhuan said softly.

The thought of lying almost naked in front of her daughter and son-in-law made it difficult for Qin Keru to immediately accept being watched and touched by him. It was the rooftop swimming pool, and a slight breeze sent chills down her spine, raising goosebumps on her sensitive skin. "Qin Lan, Mom's a little cold! Can you cover me with a towel?"

"Mom, I'm still hot, why are you cold?"

Qin Lan gently placed the towel on her mother, teasingly whispering, "Is it because your son-in-law is showing you filial piety for the first time that you're a little uncomfortable?"

"Go away, you brat, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Qin Keru scolded, but she was indeed a little uncomfortable with Li Jinhuan's large hands massaging her; her body was a little cold, but her heart felt warm and tingly.

Although Li Jinhuan regretted missing the chance to feast his eyes, it was for the best. After all, it wasn't time to reveal his true intentions yet. If he continued to look at this incredibly alluring body, he feared he might succumb to temptation and ruin his original plan. With a hint of regret, he helped Qin Lan cover Qin Keru's incredibly tempting buttocks and jade-like legs with a large towel.

"Auntie, please let me know if it feels good or not!"

After massaging Qin Keru's fair, lotus-root-like arms, Li Jinhuan gradually moved down to her waist and back, first kneading and pressing, then patting. Her smooth, fair skin flushed slightly from the massage, giving one a thrilling feeling. Finally, he massaged her still alluring buttocks and thighs, even though covered by a towel, sometimes gently kneading, sometimes patting harder.

Qin Keru trembled slightly involuntarily, making soft moaning sounds. She thought with relief that there was a towel covering her; otherwise, it would have been incredibly embarrassing for her son-in-law to rub and knead her delicate buttocks in front of her daughter. But that's what massage is all about, so why had she agreed to let Li Jinhuan massage her? Thinking of this, long-forgotten images of intimate moments with her husband flashed before her eyes, and an indescribable surge of emotion welled up within her. Suddenly, Li Jinhuan's strong hands on her buttocks and thighs seemed to send jolts of electricity through her, giving her an unprecedented tingling and pleasurable sensation. She couldn't help but let out a soft, intoxicating moan. She realized then that her body and mind had truly become unfamiliar with male massage.

"Aunt Keru, is it comfortable?"

Li Jinhuan asked.

"Mom, is it comfortable?"

Qin Lan asked.

Lost in her own daydreams, Qin Keru felt a slight warmth and wetness in her private parts, longing for Li Jinhuan to massage her a little longer. Upon hearing her daughter's question, she felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her face flushing. To conceal her embarrassing state, she could only utter a soft "Mmm!" and remained motionless on the recliner.

"Then I'll massage you after swimming from now on, and you won't be sore the next day,"

Li Jinhuan said softly.

"That's right! With such a dutiful son-in-law to serve you, you'll be so happy you won't want to leave. In a few days, you'll even forget about your father!"

Qin Lan teased, winking mischievously at Jinhuan behind her mother's back.

"You brat, don't mention him!"

Qin's mother said coquettishly. "Alright, Jinhuan, you two can do as you please! You don't need to stay with me. I want to rest here quietly for a while."

Qin Keru was furious whenever her daughter mentioned her husband. Sometimes she even wondered what women lived for—protecting their families, ethics, morality, and chastity, yet sacrificing their own happiness, their own hobbies, their own interests, and their own pursuits. At least the massage her son-in-law Li Jinhuan had given her just now had an indescribable feeling of comfort and pleasure, a feeling she hadn't experienced in a very long time.

She dozed off for a while, until she was awakened by a woman's soft moans and groans.

Qin Keru then realized that her daughter and son-in-law were gone, and the soft moans and groans coming from the room were coming from her daughter, Qin Lan.

Were those two little rascals out having sex in broad daylight? Qin Keru lay on the recliner, her heart pounding, too lazy to move.

"Jinhuan, husband, why is yours even thicker and bigger today? Ah! So deep and hard!"

Qin Lan gasped, moaning and groaning, "I can't take it anymore!"

Li Jinhuan was naturally stimulated by his mother-in-law, Qin Keru. In his mind, he even mistook Qin Lan for Qin Keru, pressing her down and pounding into her violently. His dragon was throbbing and incredibly hard, and he wanted to use Qin Lan's moans and gasps to arouse Qin Keru's heart.

Qin Keru was flustered and confused. She heard that her daughter and son-in-law seemed to have changed positions again. The slapping sounds of their bodies colliding had disappeared, replaced by her daughter Qin Lan's high-pitched and beautiful moans. It was clear that she was completely immersed in the moment.

In the midst of the intoxicating pleasure, Qin Lan's moans were sweet and alluring, as if she were deeply moved by Li Jinhuan. Although there was still a hint of resentment in her voice from being subjected to such intense pleasure in broad daylight, the physical delight had completely washed away any slight displeasure.

Qin Lan's unrestrained cries were more of gratitude for the exquisite sensations Li Jinhuan had brought her, not just wild shouts of wonderful stimulation. A trace of shyness, mixed with her unrestrained passion, made her even more captivating.

"Good Jinhuan, good husband, good brother, you're going in so deep! You've reached my flower! I'm going to fly, I'm going to die!"

Just listening to the seductive sweetness emanating from Qin Lan's breathing, one could tell what a sensual scene was unfolding on the bed just a window away. The alluring sounds kept flooding into Qin Keru's ears, the towel offering no respite. Qin Keru felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her jade-like legs involuntarily rubbing together. As she did so, she felt a wetness between her thighs, realizing she too had become wet, just like her daughter Qin Lan.

Qin Keru kept her beautiful eyes tightly closed, yet she seemed to see her daughter Qin Lan's snowy buttocks moving up and down, swallowing and releasing Li Jinhuan's enormous dragon. Her daughter Qin Lan was intoxicated, kissing her beloved, her full breasts pressing against his chest, rubbing and circling against him. This unprecedented movement, the dragon seemingly full of elasticity and resistance, constantly stimulating parts of her body never before touched—it felt wonderful. The burning sensation penetrated her heart, and Qin Lan wanted to cry out in bliss, but her lips and tongue were captured in his mouth, preventing her from making a sound. She twisted and swayed her hips in a daze, her lower body moving up and down incessantly, her lips and tongue sucking and refusing to let go, happily manipulating, moving, and enjoying herself on his body.

This multi-pronged approach, as if her entire upper body was under his control, was already quite stimulating. Coupled with Qin Lan's desire to offer herself before returning to Nanfang City to report the situation, and her particularly sensitive body, she quickly reached orgasm. With a few deep thrusts of her snowy buttocks, she sank to the bottom, her flower finally blooming between the peaks of his dragon. Qin Lan's delicate body convulsed, and her seminal vesicles finally opened, releasing hot and numbing vaginal fluid!

Even with her eyes closed, Qin Keru could still hear the panting in her ears; even with her ears tightly closed, the bedposts shook constantly during their passionate lovemaking. Intense carnal sensations surged into her body from her eyes, ears, and lower body, constantly arousing the desire she had just released. Qin Keru, Qin's mother, was no naive newcomer. Although she didn't experience her husband's passionate lovemaking every night, she was, after all, over forty and had considerable experience in matters of the heart. Her daughter Qin Lan's captivating and alluring words resonated in her ears without any obstruction, making Qin Keru's body grow increasingly hot. Sweat began to bead on her fair skin, mingling with the still-wet traces of sweat, further fueling her desires. In a hazy state, a vague impulse stirred within her—a desire to replace her daughter Qin Lan, who was currently enjoying herself under her son-in-law Li Jinhuan's ministrations, to personally experience Li Jinhuan's extraordinary and unparalleled talent, and to taste the endless pleasure her son-in-law brought!

"Qin Keru, how can you think such nonsense? It's so embarrassing!"

Qin Keru cursed herself inwardly, but her daughter's soft moans and gasps kept reaching her ears. At this moment, all she could do was shyly close her eyes, squeeze her legs together, and gently rub them together, panting softly. But no matter how much she rubbed, she couldn't relieve the heat. Her slender hands, which lingered on her breasts, refused to slide down, only sliding endlessly at the two swollen nipples. She knew she shouldn't be like this, that she should completely shut down her platonic relationship with Li Jinhuan that morning, and not even think about it. But on the other hand, the desire rising from within her drove her to cherish herself even more deeply.

She didn't know how much time had passed when Qin Keru's slender hand finally slid down her smooth abdomen, moving to her crotch, and touching that most vulnerable spot. The softness and heat there startled her! When her fingertips touched the unbearable wetness at the entrance of her valley, and a drop of fluid seeping from her body, Qin Keru suddenly realized what had happened, her beautiful eyes filled with shame. How could she, as a mother, comfort herself while listening to her daughter and son-in-law's loving intimacy?

Meanwhile, things had quieted down, and Li Jinhuan was holding Qin Lan, speaking softly and tenderly.

Qin Lan nestled against Li Jinhuan and said, "I have to go back to Qiantang this afternoon. The final confirmation procedures for Huayi Brothers still require the signature of the CEO of Blackstone headquarters. My mother is here, so you must take good care of her for me."

"Of course, your mother is my mother too. Treat her like an ancestor!" Li Jinhuan said with a sly smile. "Give my regards to Sister Yuqing. When can she come to the capital with us?"

Chapter 400 The Drunken Mother-in-Law

Li Jinhuan also noticed that Qin's mother, Qin Keru, was not in good spirits at dinner, especially when she saw him. Her gaze was somewhat evasive, as if she had something on her mind.

Qin Keru did indeed have her own worries. She had only arrived in the capital yesterday, and had only met and interacted with Li Jinhuan today, yet he had already made a great impact on her.

Li Jinhuan's appearance exudes a gentle and refined air. His tender, considerate, and humorous personality drew Qin Keru's attention. She recalled how her husband had once been so dashing and spirited in his youth, especially in his police uniform—a truly captivating figure. But in recent years, not only had his health declined, but his thinking had also become outdated, rigid, and stagnant, devoid of any humor.

It's said that women age faster and earlier than men, but a man so passionate about his career ages rapidly once his political life ends. He can't let go of what he's been given. Qin Keru couldn't understand if her husband was still the same spirited and dashing lover he once was.

The couple no longer shared a common desire for success, nor did they share a common language. In Qin Lan's words, "Dad is simply not of this era, not of this world. He doesn't understand any new things or new ideas; he's a complete old-fashioned relic."

A woman's greatest pain is when her heart is still young, while her husband is already old and decrepit; when her heart is mature and beautiful, while her husband is already listless and dispirited. In such a situation, what can one do? She was only drowning her sorrows in alcohol.

When she picked up the bottle again to pour herself a drink, she realized it was empty. Slightly drunk, she went to the liquor cabinet, took out another bottle, opened it, and poured herself another drink.

"Aunt Qin, why are you so drunk?"

Just then, Li Jinhuan came over to inquire about her well-being. Seeing his mother-in-law passed out on the sofa, he figured she was probably upset about another argument with her husband.

Li Jinhuan went to Qin Keru's side and took the wine from her hand.

"Come on, Auntie, let me help you to the bedroom to rest."

"No... I want to drink more... Jinhuan... I'd like to toast you... um... Jinhuan... let's drink..."

As Li Jinhuan helped Qin Keru and her mother into the room, Qin Keru kept insisting on drinking more.

"Auntie, please don't drink anymore, let me help you to the room to rest."

"No... I want to drink more... I want to drink more..."

After helping his mother-in-law into the inner bedroom, Li Jinhuan laid her down on the bed. Sitting by the bed, looking at the drunken Qin Keru, he shook his head helplessly. He deeply respected and loved his beautiful mother-in-law.

After covering Qin Keru with a blanket, Li Jinhuan left the room and went to the living room. He picked up the red wine on the table and poured himself a glass. He wondered why Qin Lan's father didn't appreciate his wife. He thought he should talk to his father-in-law sometime, otherwise his father-in-law would regret it one day!

"Jinhuan... come... let's drink..."

Qin's mother staggered into the living room and called softly.

"Aunt Keru! You're drunk, don't drink anymore! Let's drink another day, okay?"

"No... I, I'm not drunk... I want to drink more..."

"Auntie, Jinhuan will help you to rest, come on!"

"No! I want to drink..."

"Aunt Keru, it's Uncle's fault. In the future, Qin Lan and I will go back with you and give him a good scolding, okay? Let me help you back to your room to rest!"

Li Jinhuan kept persuading Qin Keru, but Qin Keru couldn't hear anything at this moment. She leaned on Li Jinhuan, drunk.

"Jinhuan! Why? Why did he treat me like this? Doesn't he love me anymore? Why doesn't he treat me like you do..."

After saying this, Qin Keru cried in Li Jinhuan's arms, clinging tightly to the only warmth she could feel.

"Auntie, cry! Cry it out! Maybe it will make you feel better!"

Li Jinhuan gently comforted her.

Encouraged by Jinhuan, Qin Keru's tears flowed like a burst dam, she cried louder and more heartbroken. Li Jinhuan held Qin Keru tightly, his hand gently stroking her head.

After crying for a while, Qin Keru slowly raised her head. When she saw Jinhuan's handsome face looking at her with deep affection, her heart was filled with confusion! She felt that this young man in his early twenties was the man she wanted. She remembered Jinhuan's gentleness, his thoughtfulness, and his humorous personality; he was the husband she wanted. She couldn't help but close her eyes, pout her lips, and raise her chin even higher.

Li Jinhuan gazed at his mother-in-law's beautiful face, flushed with alcohol, making her even more alluring. Her slightly upturned, sensual red lips seemed to whisper "Kiss me," and his heart stirred. This feeling had been building ever since he'd met Qin's mother that morning; he'd been captivated by this dignified and elegant mature woman. Yet, his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of her mother-in-law.

But the alcohol interrupted his thoughts, and desire quickly took over every cell of his body. He lowered his head and pressed his lips deeply into Qin Keru's red lips.

Qin Keru wrapped her arms around Li Jinhuan's neck, passionately responding to his kiss, sucking on his tongue as it entered her mouth. At that moment, they forgot their social roles; they were driven only by pure male and female instinct. They only wanted to possess each other, to possess each other's love. Ethics, morality, the mother-in-law/son-in-law relationship, incest taboos—all were long forgotten.

Li Jinhuan picked up Qin Keru and laid her down on the bed. They rolled and kissed, until finally Li Jinhuan was on top of Qin Keru.

Their lips were stuck together, their tongues still intertwined. When Li Jinhuan's lips left Qin Keru's, her sweet, smooth tongue involuntarily reached out to chase after his. Seeing this, Li Jinhuan opened his mouth and sucked on Qin Keru's sweet, smooth tongue, finally following suit, his own tongue entwining with hers in the air.

Li Jinhuan reached out and began to remove Qin Keru's nightgown, while Qin Keru twisted her body to make it easier for him to remove it. Qin Keru was wearing a semi-transparent, sexy lingerie that she rarely wore; it was originally prepared for her husband for their 22nd wedding anniversary (or their lovemaking anniversary), but now she was sharing it with her son-in-law, Li Jinhuan.

After Li Jinhuan removed Qin Keru's clothes, he saw her snow-white body clad only in a bra and panties. Her full, snow-white breasts, supported by a white lace bra, created a beautiful cleavage. Her full, alluring breasts stood high, each topped with a ripe cherry-like nipple. Her flat stomach was remarkably smooth, and her rounded buttocks, where her full, white thighs met, were covered by white, semi-transparent lace panties. The panties were so small they barely covered her pubic hair, revealing glimpses of her dark, mysterious area. Her long, snow-white thighs slid down to her feet.

Li Jinhuan gazed at Qin Keru's snow-white, smooth skin, slightly flushed, her voluptuous, rounded body possessing beautiful curves. He felt that Qin Keru's body was as perfectly proportioned as a sculpture, without a single flaw. He couldn't help but swallow, and gently caressed Qin Keru's full, rounded breasts.

When Li Jinhuan's hand touched her breast, Qin Keru trembled slightly. She closed her eyes, accepting this rare tenderness. It was indeed a rare tenderness; Qin Lan's father had never shown such tenderness, not even on their wedding night. Over the years, he had become increasingly distant and unromantic. Her husband always returned from police calls in the dead of night, and while she slept, he would roughly take her, finishing hastily after a frenzied thrusting session. To him, this was a display of masculinity, but to Qin Keru, she felt like a prostitute, merely an object for her husband's sexual gratification. Although she had experienced pleasure from her husband's frenzied thrusting in his youth, it was only fleeting. Most of the time, her husband aroused her desire but failed to provide complete satisfaction, leaving her feeling as if her heart was suspended in mid-air. In recent years, after her husband's injury and early retirement, he had been traumatized, and his physical health had suffered as well. His political life had ended prematurely, and his physical abilities had also declined.

Now, the warmth of Jin Huan's hands brought a gentle sensation, which slowly spread from her breasts throughout her body, giving her a faint sweet feeling, while waves of pleasure and lust surged through her lower body.

Li Jin Huan slipped his hand under her bra, pinching Qin Keru's nipple between his fingers and kneading her soft, elastic breasts. With his other hand, he unhooked her bra. Her round, firm breasts, as if freed from their restraints, eagerly sprang out, trembling and standing erect in the air. Her small, pink nipples, stimulated by Li Jin Huan's caresses, were already erect. The beautiful, slightly red areolas accentuated the nipples, making Li Jin Huan's mouth water, wanting to bite them.

"Mmm... Jin Huan... oh..."

Li Jin Huan lowered his head to suckle Qin Keru's cherry-like nipple, while his other hand pinched the erect nipple between his fingers, his entire palm pressing and stroking her full, hemispherical breast. Stimulated by this, Qin Keru felt her brain go numb, while her whole body burned with heat, as if in a dream. Although the other person was giving her pleasure, the ecstasy surged through every cell of her body, making her unable to think, only able to gasp and moan softly.

"Ah... um... what's wrong with me?... Oh..."

Qin Keru felt like she was about to collapse. Li Jinhuan's sucking and caresses caused her body to involuntarily twist and turn, and the tender flesh of her vaginal canal and uterus began to flow with moist spring water. Li Jinhuan's mouth sucked hard, holding her nipple, and his tongue circled up and down, left and right, constantly moving. He pressed down hard on her other breast, kneading her full, soft breast, his fingers kneading and pinching her nipple.

Qin Keru, as if afraid Jinhuan would run away, tightly hugged Li Jinhuan's head, pressing it firmly against her breast. This fueled Li Jinhuan's desire even more; he sucked on her nipple even more vigorously, and his hands kneaded her breast even harder. The teasing pressing and sucking made Qin Keru feel an unbearable tingling and itching all over her body. Her breasts felt numb and itchy, a tingling sensation that went deep into her bones. She enjoyed this unprecedented feeling, clenching her teeth in ecstasy, her breath coming in rapid gasps, letting Jin Huan play with her beautiful body.

"Oh... Jin Huan, so... comfortable... oh..."

Although breasts are always full of nostalgic and sweet memories for men, no matter their age, Li Jin Huan was sucking on Qin Keru's breasts with that same feeling. After a while, Li Jin Huan's hand reluctantly left, passing under her smooth abdomen and reaching inside Qin Keru's panties, his fingers gently stroking her vulva. His fingers slipped into Qin Keru's two plump petals, which were already hard and swollen, the deep crevice overflowing with spring water. They felt so warm and sticky to Li Jin Huan's hands.

"Ah! Jin Huan..."

Qin Keru cried out loudly, surprising even herself, and blushing. This wasn't because her vulva was being touched, but because it produced a strong, sensual sound of pleasure. Qin Keru felt as if her uterus deep inside her vagina was melting, with spring water flowing out continuously, and she also felt Jin Huan's fingers invading and moving inside her beautiful hole.

"Ah...oh...good...um...um...oh..."

Li Jin Huan's fingers tapped, dug, and rotated incessantly in her smooth vulva, teasing the tender flesh of Qin Keru's vaginal canal walls, causing them to contract and spasm in response. Then he crawled between Qin Keru's legs and saw the small panties she was wearing, with visible traces of spring water seeping through. He immediately pulled down Qin Keru's panties, looking at the clump of pubic hair between her legs, neatly covering her private parts. Qin Keru's pubic hair wasn't too thick, but it grew quite neatly, as if it had been groomed, lying on her vulva. Qin Keru's petals, engorged with blood, turned an alluring bright red, with spring water flowing gently, making her look incredibly sexy.

Li Jinhuan gently parted them with his hands, revealing the entrance to Qin Keru's beautiful vaginal canal, the entire vulva a pinkish hue. Without hesitation, Li Jinhuan extended his tongue and began licking Qin Keru's clitoris, sometimes fiercely, sometimes passionately, sucking and biting, even gently biting the clitoris with his teeth, and occasionally plunging his tongue deep into the vaginal canal to stir it.

"Oh...oh...Jinhuan...don't lick anymore...I...it's itchy...it's so itchy...I can't stand it...ah...don't bite...it's so sore..."

Qin Keru became even more excited by Li Jinhuan's subtle touch. While she was moaning, her plump, round buttocks were desperately raised and thrust towards Jinhuan's mouth, her heart yearning for Li Jinhuan's tongue to penetrate deeper and stimulate more. A blissful, blissful sensation, a surge of passionate pleasure, made her tremble all over. Li Jinhuan's tongue gave her waves of pleasure, quickly overwhelming her reason. Her womb was overflowing with desire, like a raging torrent. At this moment, she was only pursuing this wave of pleasure. She was intoxicated by the excitement, accepting any action or trick Li Jinhuan made without hesitation.

Because, in this wonderful wave of excitement, she was almost going crazy.

"Oh... I can't take it... Jinhuan... I can't stand it... Oh... It's so itchy... Oh..."

Li Jinhuan's tongue kept swirling around her vaginal canal and clitoris, the most sensitive areas on a woman's body. This made Qin Keru feel like she was being electrocuted, numb, tingling, and itchy. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the wonderful sensation. Seeing Qin Keru's wanton appearance, Li Jinhuan's lust intensified, and he hurriedly stripped off his own clothes. Although he had been fighting continuously all day, his enormous dragon was now like an angry horse, standing tall and erect, at least seven inches long and two inches thick. The crimson dragon head was as big as a child's fist, with bulging veins. He felt his fighting spirit was high and his interest was surging.

"Jin Huan... I'm so itchy... Come here... Oh... I can't take it anymore... Oh..."

The lewd expression on Qin Keru's dignified and elegant face at this moment made Li Jin Huan's desire unbearable. Hearing her soft moans, he couldn't resist anymore. As if he had regained his energy, he frantically pressed down on Qin Keru's voluptuous body, first rubbing his huge dragon against the outside of her petals for a while, and then kissing her bright red lips tightly.

Qin Keru wrapped her arms around Li Jinhuan's broad back, rubbing her ample breasts against his chest. Her legs were raised high to the sides, ready for his advances. Her alluring eyes were half-open, her tongue darting into his mouth as they kissed and licked, her voice soft and seductive: "Jinhuan... I can't take it anymore!... I..."

Li Jinhuan's large head, after teasing Qin Keru's petals for a while, felt her juices flowing more and more, his head completely wet. He grasped his dragon, pressed it against her petals, and thrust his hips forward! With a "whoosh," the massive head pushed aside the soft petals and entered, penetrating more than three inches.

"Ouch..."

Qin Keru cried out, "It hurts so much, Jinhuan... Your dragon is too big, I can't take it!... No wonder Qin Lan also cried out in pain... It really hurts..."

Seeing Qin Keru's tears streaming down her face, Li Jinhuan tenderly licked them away with his tongue. He dared not thrust in rashly any longer, and instead used a rotating motion, slowly twisting his hips.

Qin Keru felt the pain gradually subside, followed by an indescribable tingling, numbness, soreness, and itchiness that filled every cell of her body. This was a pleasure she had never experienced since marrying her husband. She began to twist her hips, allowing his dragon to relieve the tingling and itchiness in her beautiful orifice.

"So big and so hot!"

Qin Keru's lewd expression and wanton cries stimulated Li Jinhuan's primal lust, causing his dragon to swell even more. He no longer cared about gentleness and tenderness, pressing tightly against her voluptuous body, and thrusting his waist forcefully!

"Oh! It's so deep..."

The pain made Qin Keru groan and clench her teeth. She felt as if a giant cork had been forced between her legs.

"Aunt Keru, is it too big? You'll get used to it soon."

Qin Keru felt Li Jinhuan's steel-like dragon thrusting back and forth in her tightened vaginal canal. The pressure between her thighs was intense, a feeling that went straight to her throat, causing her to breathe irregularly. The huge dragon touched her uterus, and intense stimulation surged from her lower abdomen in waves.

Qin Keru was surprised to find that the pleasure surging from her uterus aroused a strange sexual desire in her. She couldn't believe that she could have such intense pleasure, and she instinctively felt fear. But Li Jinhuan's dragon kept thrusting in and out, gradually numbing Qin Keru's mind. In her blank mind, she could only instinctively accept the man's dragon.

As the speed of the thrusting increased, the pleasure in Qin Keru's lower body also rapidly expanded.

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