Wife Poison 9

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motivation 　　to keep writing! ********** ... 　　"Your boss is a woman? How did you get her stockings? Don't lie to me, they must be Su Xunmei's. You still consider me your best friend, and you've already seduced my husband! I'm going to find her!" Mengchan started raging again. 　　I was furious, but I had to endure it. "Mengchan, let me explain. I was at a dance yesterday, how could I have gone to Xunmei's place? If you don't believe me, you can ask my colleagues. If you still don't believe me, I'll take you to my boss." 　　Seeing how confident I was, Mengchan was half-convinced. 　　"Honey, don't be angry. I'm not doubting you. I'm just so loving that I'm being so suspicious." 　　Mengchan quickly tried to appease me. 　　"Girl, don't be like this in the future. If something's wrong, don't get angry first. Let's talk it out." Although I said this to her, how could I not want to cheat on her? I wanted to find an excuse to go out with Xunmei this weekend. 　　"I'm going to work. Go check out your clothing store when you have time, don't just stay home all the time!" I picked up my briefcase, kissed Mengchan's head, and said goodbye. 　　"Okay, honey, I'll take the baby over this afternoon, it's been a while since I've been to the store." Mengchan saw me to the door. 　　Today at work, He Jing was indeed absent. I dealt with some details of the blueprints in the morning, and around 2 PM, I went to the construction site for an on-site inspection. 　　The site was bustling with activity; the most basic infrastructure, such as the foundation, wiring, and pipes, was under construction, but the buildings hadn't started yet. I discussed the construction progress and key points with the supervisor, especially the importance of controlling the height of the pipes and the quality of the foundation cement pouring. 　　Unexpectedly, halfway through the conversation, the mixer malfunctioned, spraying mud everywhere. Luckily, the force wasn't too great, and I was standing quite far away, but I still got splashed on my pants, right on my buttocks. 　　I gave the supervisor a stern lecture, then angrily went home to change. 　　No one was home. My parents-in-law and Mengjuan were at work, and Mengchan was probably at her Liu Meng Wardrobe shop. 　　I went upstairs, took off all my clothes, wrapped myself in a white bath towel, and went into the bathroom in the bedroom. 　　But then I suddenly thought, since no one's home, why not take a bath in the large bathroom downstairs? 　　I grabbed a can of Coke from the kitchen, opened it, inserted the straw, and leisurely sipped as I walked into the luxurious bathroom. 　　I hadn't bathed here since we got married; I was going to enjoy myself today. 　　The bathroom smelled wonderful, full of rose scents. These two old folks really know how to enjoy life. I took some rose petals from a cabinet and sprinkled them into the large bathtub, which was already filled with hot water. Then I added some essential oils and lay down. 　　I didn't close the bathroom door because I knew no one would come in at this hour; if anyone did, it would be my wife, Mengchan. 　　The bathroom and toilet were separated by a semi-transparent beige curtain, and even with the separation, the bathtub took up a considerable amount of space. To enter the bathtub, you need to climb three steps, as it's mounted on a platform 80 centimeters above the ground. 　　The warm water in the white bathtub won't cool down; it has a temperature control. I was soaking in this luxurious bathtub, drinking cola, and unknowingly fell asleep. 　　"Ah! So good, Da Ren..." It sounded like someone was calling me, and I slowly woke up from my dream. 　　"Ah! So big, Da Ren, use your big cock to fuck me! Thrust, harder, ah! So good!" This...this sounds like my mother-in-law Mingyue's voice! 　　I immediately became fully awake, and through the sheer fabric, I could see a huge buttock, trembling incessantly—a round, plump buttock encased in thin black stockings. 　　I had seen my wife Mengchan's stockings before; Mengchan's stockings were quite modest. The woman before me had three holes in her stockings, revealing two patches of snow-white skin on the outer sides of her buttocks. The middle hole even showed a silver string tucked between her buttocks; I guessed it was a thong. 　　This woman was none other than my mother-in-law, Mingyue! 　　Strange, why wasn't she at work? I wondered, even more puzzled by her calling my name while moaning. 　　Mingyue's snow-white buttocks were kneeling on her calves, her heels hidden beneath her buttocks, but the soles of her feet clearly showed her round buttocks. The seams of the stockings extended from the center line of her soles, disappearing into her plump buttocks. 　　I could clearly hear the "buzzing" sound of a motor; was this slutty mother-in-law using a vibrator to masturbate? 　　"Daren, good son-in-law, Mom misses your big cock. It feels so good, I didn't expect it to feel so good the first time. This one is just as good as Daren's, it's making me feel so numb, ah! So much water is flowing." My mother-in-law's moans made me dizzy. She was actually fantasizing about my big cock! Oh my god! 　　My heart started pounding. If she found out I was in the bathtub behind her, I didn't know how we would get along. I quickly shrank my head into the bathtub and hid the Coke in the water. Although her plump buttocks and beautiful back were so beautiful, I decided to avoid it. Besides, she was my mother-in-law, an elder. 　　But when did she know my cock was so big, as big as her vibrator? I didn't want to hear her moans and lewd words, but the seductive sounds kept coming. She seemed to have turned up the vibration of the vibrator, because I heard the motor sound more rapid. 　　"Ah! So comfortable! If only that deadbeat had half the size of this guy, oh... I envy my daughter so much, having such a big-dicked husband. If only I could have him inside me." My mother-in-law's lewd moans filled me with shame and anger. You shameless old hag, how could you be so brazen, even thinking about your son-in-law's penis. 　　But the penis hidden in the pool water shamelessly hardened, unstoppable. 　　At this moment, the motor sounded even louder and louder, and my mother-in-law Mingyue's lewd moans could only be described as earth-shattering and ghost-weeping. I couldn't help but stick my head out and pull back the veil. 　　I saw that the woman in front of me had already turned her body towards the bathtub, her head tilted back forcefully, and several thick veins had bulged on her snow-white neck from the force, with a bright red stain around it.

The woman braced herself on the floor with one hand, while the other gripped one end of the vibrating dildo, relentlessly thrusting its shaft into her body. Her two black-stockinged thighs were spread wide, revealing her hairless, plump vulva. The vibrating dildo parted her large labia, the reddish flesh clamping tightly around the penis, while her juices seeped from the gap, lubricating the thrusting.

The woman's stockinged feet occasionally curled her toes into her soles, showing how hard she was pushing, as the toes of her stockings had even torn. Her rounded big toe protruded from the stocking, the crimson nail polish making her skin appear even more pink and white.

The woman continued to moan, her hand forcefully pushing the dildo deep into her tender vagina. Then, she accidentally touched the red button on the dildo's handle, as if electrocuted, letting out a heart-stopping "Ah!"
The woman's hand was flung away by the vibrating dildo, which then began to dance and frolic inside her tender vagina, seemingly pushing deeper and deeper.

The woman seemed completely unprepared for this; she felt utterly powerless. She tried to pull the playful dildo out, but her strength failed her, and her hand fell heavily back down halfway.

Her screams grew even more piercing, as if even the glass bathroom door trembled slightly. The dildo, like a mischievous child, frolicked and splashed in its territory.

"Ah…" A long scream rang out, and the woman's vaginal fluids gushed forth from the gap between the dildo and her tender flesh, like a faucet turned up too high—you couldn't stop it no matter how hard you tried.
I was stunned; my mother-in-law had squirted.

But the culprit refused to give up; the dildo continued its vibrating with increasing force, undeterred by the outflow of fluids.

I saw my mother-in-law slumped on the floor, her pantyhose soaked with vaginal fluid and urine, the holes revealing her smooth, glistening skin.

She trembled uncontrollably, her hands trying to pull away the despicable dildo, but it kept pushing them away; the enormous penis seemed deeply embedded in her vagina.

A moment later, another gush of fluid erupted, this time not splashing as widely as before, but still plentiful. One orgasm after another, squirting, I could even see her genitals trembling involuntarily, her whole body convulsing as if in a seizure.

The woman's face was deathly pale, her eyes rolling back.

Should I help her? But she's my mother-in-law, and in this condition. I was terrified something would happen to her; she seemed on the verge of collapse, but I couldn't make up my mind.

"Waaaaah... I'm going to die, waaaah... Someone save me!" My mother-in-law's voice trembled with fear and panic. Her cries for help were so weak and desperate. She desperately wanted to make her voice heard, but the soundproofing in the house was so good that she couldn't.

She was crying, she was helpless, she was in despair! The demon below her was still waving and throbbing. She seemed to be waiting for death; no more sounds came from her mouth, only weak moans.

I could no longer stand idly by; human life is paramount.

I rushed out naked. My towel was already hanging on the rack next to the bathroom door, but that rack was also full of other towels and bathrobes, so she probably hadn't noticed that there was another person in the bathroom. I ripped out
that hateful penis, turned off the power, and threw it on the ground.

"Mom, are you alright? Mom, wake up! Don't scare me." My mother-in-law was foaming at the mouth, her eyes rolled back, and her body was still trembling.

I quickly wiped the foam from my mother-in-law's mouth, then patted her cheeks. After a while, she slowly woke up. My

mother-in-law seemed to see a savior, as if she had been resurrected, and hugged me tightly before bursting into tears.
My mother-in-law's large breasts pressed against my chest; I could even clearly feel the two bulges. I gently patted her bare back, seeing the curve of her hips and back, her snow-white, inflated buttocks, which ignited my lust. My penis was pressed against her lower abdomen.

Only then did I realize that I was naked, and my equally naked mother-in-law had fallen into my arms.
It was incredibly embarrassing.

"Mom, it's alright, get up." I gently supported my mother-in-law's delicate body, but she truly had no strength left; her whole body leaned against me. As soon as I let go, her body went limp.

Helpless, I could only put her on the ground, then go to the shelf and take two bathrobes, draping them over her and myself.

My mother-in-law didn't even have the strength to put on her clothes. She looked at me with extreme shyness, and at that moment, she even resembled Meng Juan somewhat.

I gently took one of her delicate hands and slipped the sleeve of my bathrobe onto her arm, then took her other hand and repeated the process.

I walked in front of her and helped her tie up her open bathrobe. Her previously exposed breasts were now hidden under the garment, with only the cleavage and a little bit of flesh visible.

"Da...Daren, help Mommy into the room. Mommy has no strength left." My mother-in-law could only lean on me, not daring to lift her head.

I didn't say anything more, but lifted her legs and carried her into her arms. I looked like I was about to make love to my wife, except that I was holding my wife's mother.

Although I was burning with desire, I had to suppress it.

I lifted the covers, put her inside, and covered her up.

"Daren, I'm too ashamed to face you. Please don't tell anyone about this, okay? By the way, how did you get here? I remember the bathroom door was locked." My mother-in-law looked at me with bright eyes, but her shyness gradually turned into anger, her eyes flashing with malice.

"Were you deliberately spying on me?" My mother-in-law, Mingyue, seemed to have found an excuse to cover her shame, and suddenly her eyes widened in anger.

I quickly explained the whole situation to her. I knew very well that if this woman in front of me got angry, I would be in big trouble.

"Oh, then you can go out first, just pretend this didn't happen, okay?" My mother-in-law, Mingyue, said somewhat awkwardly.

"Okay, then you can rest, I won't bother you anymore." Pah! What a slut, she's slutty herself and wants to blame others.
I went back to the bathroom, cleaned up the water stains on the floor with a mop, then washed the dildo and put it in the bathroom cabinet.

I didn't get the meat, and I got all this smugness. Besides, I didn't want to eat this meat at all.

Should I go back to the company? Forget it, I don't want to go anymore. I was originally out on fieldwork, and I'd pretty much finished handing things over at the construction site, so I didn't need to go back to the company. I thought I'd stay home and organize some materials from my time studying abroad; they should be helpful for this project.

I found the large box full of books in my room—it was a treasure trove! My old papers, books given to me by my advisor—were all there.

I put them on my desk and slowly started picking out books related to the commercial complex. Suddenly, a photograph fell out from among the books.

It was a picture of Xunmei and me in front of our alma mater's iconic building. I remember her smiling so beautifully, so radiantly. But now, Xunmei's face in that photo had been blurred out with a black pen. This was the only photo I had left.

Xunmei and I didn't have many photos to begin with; we were both dirt poor back then. When I left Xunmei, I secretly took this photo while packing my bags. I've always cherished it, but I haven't looked at it often.
I kept it tucked inside one of my favorite books.

And now, this photo is destroyed. Liu Mengchan! How could you be so petty?
The anger my mother-in-law had stirred up reignited within me.

At this moment, I could guess that Mengchan's kindness towards Xunmei was just superficial. This woman, you've hidden it so deeply. She and Xunmei looked like sisters; I've always suspected she was being fake, but I didn't want to think about it too much. She's Mengchan, she's my wife, she's the one who sponsored my studies abroad. I never

expected Mengchan to be so jealous. This photo is my beloved possession; what am I supposed to do with her? Should I
confront her about it? I guess she'll just say, "Am I more important, or is this photo more important?"
I don't know what to do. The only thing I know is how much I don't want to stay in this house right now.
All I wanted to do was find Xunmei, the first person I ever loved, the one who had always loved me.

When Mengchan came home that evening, I didn't offer her my usual tenderness, nor did I confront her with the photos.
I simply took the child from her arms—the child she bore me. If there was anything in this family worth cherishing, it was only my daughter, Zhenzhen. My wife, Mengchan, had touched a raw nerve; my previous love for her seemed to have transformed into gratitude, rather than romantic love.

After dinner, I went to the study; tonight, I didn't really want to lie down with Mengchan. Mengchan, however, stripped naked except for her black stockings and walked over. She wrapped her arms around my neck and said coquettishly, "Brother Daren, my good husband, stop being so busy, shall we make love?"

I saw my wife's snow-white breasts tremble slightly with her movements. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her snow-white thighs, encased in stockings, revealed only a section of her upper thighs. Her eyes were alluring, and her slender index finger was sucking and licking in her mouth; she was seducing me.

"I'm busy tonight, I have to work overtime looking at some documents," I said, glancing up at her before turning my head back to my book.

"Honey, I want it tonight." "Give it to me," Mengchan said, pulling me to the sofa next to her and making me sit down. Then, she eagerly pulled out my penis. Her

warm little mouth took it in. I remembered that Mengchan initially hated oral sex, but now, for a moment of pleasure, she could be so proactive about this thing she disliked the most.

I placed my hands on the armrests of the sofa and coldly looked at the beauty kneeling at my feet. Although my penis was being played with by her little mouth, I didn't feel much desire. I even felt a little disgusted by her actions. If it were Xunmei beneath me right now, how wonderful that would be.

Mengchan seemed to notice something. She raised her head and looked at me with a slightly aggrieved expression, saying, "Honey, did I do something wrong? Why are you unhappy?" "No, I'm just a little tired from work," I brushed her off, not wanting to tell her the truth. I had made up my mind that I had to go out with Xunmei this Saturday and Sunday. I missed her so much. It had been almost three years. I had hated her, but I could never let her go. Last time, all my inner conflicts were resolved, and now I only missed her even more.

"Honey, don't be so cold to me. I'm scared," Mengchan hugged my leg, pressing her pink cheek against it and gently rubbing it.

"Wife, I have to go on a business trip this Saturday and Sunday. I wanted to tell you first," I said a little abruptly. Who goes on a business trip right after starting work, especially on the weekend? But I couldn't wait any longer. I missed Xunmei so much.
As expected, Mengchan immediately asked, "Honey, why is the business trip scheduled for the weekend? And you're going on a business trip right after starting work?" Mengchan seemed a little skeptical; I guessed she saw through my lie.

"Well, my boss values me, and this project is very important," I continued, forcing a lie.
"Oh, can I come with you? I don't have much to do at home anyway, and my mom can take our daughter to her company," Mengchan added.

"No, you can't bring family members on business trips. It's settled then," I said impatiently.

"Oh, okay," Mengchan agreed, seeing there was no way to refuse.

I stood up, made her lie face down on the sofa, unzipped my trousers, and inserted my penis into Mengchan's body, thrusting back and forth as if completing a task. But this felt uninspiring, while my wife started moaning. It

takes two to tango; my enthusiasm waned, and Mengchan quickly noticed, so tonight's sex ended hastily.

Saturday morning. I got up earlier than usual for work, put on my suit, tied the red tie my wife had bought me, dragged my suitcase, and headed out the door.

My wife, Mengchan, was also dressed neatly. She said that since I couldn't be with her for the next couple of days, she was going to visit her college classmate. My wife offered to drive me, but I said no. Then I took a taxi straight to Xunmei's rented apartment.

I knocked on Xunmei's door, and it opened. A beautiful face, as delicate as a flower, was filled with surprise. She seemed unable to believe that I would actually come as promised. The moment she opened the door, her beautiful eyes were already brimming with tears. She just

stared at me intently. I embraced her delicate body and kissed her lips fiercely. I didn't even notice when my suitcase slipped from my hands and fell to the ground.

Xunmei's saliva was so sweet, her tongue so smooth, her lips so soft—everything about her was so beautiful. I thought I had lost her, but now she was in my arms.

"Honey, stop, stop! We still need to go to the underwater park!" Xunmei was the first to realize what was happening. Her clothes were a little disheveled, and two buttons on her dress were undone, revealing glimpses of her fair breasts.

"Are you all ready?" I asked, looking at her beautiful face.

"Yes, I brought a change of clothes, a red dress. I remember you used to like seeing me in dresses. I also brought a pair of high heels," Xunmei said sweetly.

"Okay, good. Let's go!" I took Xunmei's hand, and we went to flag down a taxi together.

The Ocean World Underwater Park is in D City in a neighboring province, requiring a train ride. Xunmei was wearing a white down jacket, light blue jeans, and pink and white sneakers. She looked like a simple yet elegant woman, but now she radiated youthful beauty.

The train was a little crowded, but we had bought seats in advance, and the two-and-a-half-hour journey wasn't too far.

On the train, I held Xunmei's small hand the whole time, my other arm around her waist, letting her head rest on my chest, and kissing her hair from time to time. We were as sweet and loving as newlyweds, and the other passengers around us couldn't help but envy us.

Two hours later, we arrived in D City. This is a developed coastal city, and many romantic TV dramas are filmed here. Does our arrival here mean that something romantic will happen too? In

the "Ocean World" exhibit, various fish swim inside the glass curtain wall, like a bathtub magnified countless times. Large fish chase after a group of small fish, their tails flicking and creating waves of water.

"Honey, look, there's a diver in there, and he's not afraid of that big shark! Ah! The shark opened its mouth wide, will he get eaten?" Xunmei was as curious as a child, asking all sorts of questions happily.
I took out the camera I borrowed from a colleague and snapped a picture of Xunmei with the shark. The moment the shark approached the glass and opened its mouth wide, Xunmei pretended to be scared and opened her mouth only slightly, which I captured in the photo. I hadn't realized Xunmei had such a mischievous side. I remember when we were together before, we were both busy with studies and work, rarely having time to play, so we took very few photos.
We held hands and visited various exhibition halls, some introducing different kinds of fish, others explaining the history of the museums.
In the afternoon, we went to the local amusement park to ride the roller coaster. When the roller coaster plunged down, Xunmei clung tightly to me in fear and screamed.

It's almost Chinese New Year, but I didn't expect so many people to be there.

After dinner, we returned to the hotel; it was already eight o'clock. We went into the bathroom together. I remembered how, back in our small dormitory, I would help her bathe every day after work.

This time, I also used a towel to wipe every inch of her skin. In the steamy heat, a fairy-like beauty stood before me. My towel slid across her high breasts, her voluptuous thighs, and her plump, rounded feet.

After showering, I changed into a suit; I'd lied to Mengchan about a business trip, so I'd brought suits with me. Xunmei changed into a fiery red long dress with strappy red high heels. Her curves were graceful, exuding elegance and nobility.

We walked down the night street, attracting everyone's attention.

Passing through the night market, we arrived at a small garden. A row of large, round lampshades lined up in the garden.
I took Xunmei's hand, leading her over each lamp. As her high heels stepped over a lamp, the back of her skirt slid over the round lamp top, the light shining through her skirt onto her legs. Through the red dress, I could see her slender, beautiful legs, and even the outline of her underwear.

Each of these lampshades represented a challenge in life, which we overcame hand in hand.

"Husband, let me dance for you!" Xunmei's eyes were like water, full of deep affection.

I nodded and agreed, then stepped aside. She gently removed her high heels, her bare white feet stepping onto the gleaming tiles.

Before me stood a beautiful woman, her face fair with a touch of red lips, her expression shy and hesitant. Her beauty was like pink peach petals, her movements graceful as an orchid. She wore a magnificent deep red dress, her black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, her face serene and elegant with a gentle smile.
The beauty before me began to move. She raised one hand, her fingers forming an orchid shape, pausing in mid-air. Then, suddenly, she flung her flowing sleeves open, the sleeves fluttering as if countless petals were drifting down from the sky, swaying and swaying, each petal carrying a wisp of sandalwood fragrance.

Xunmei's dance was light and graceful, her body as light as a swallow, her body as soft as clouds, her arms as supple as if boneless, her slender feet moving lightly, each step like a lotus blossom. A pair of limpid eyes were always fixed on me, on her lover. Tender as water, overflowing with affection.
Suddenly, Xunmei, using her right foot as a pivot, began to spin, faster and faster, her red skirt billowing like a blooming red flower, revealing two jade-like legs, whiter than snow. Her small red panties were the heart of this flower.

The blooming petals slowly enveloped her shy legs, and Xunmei's movements began to slow.
Suddenly, she soared into the air, her legs spread wide, her clothes fluttering, like a fairy.

Only then did I notice that the large, spherical lampshade resembled a bright moon rising from the sea, and the incomparably beautiful Xunmei danced lightly on the mirror-like surface of the tiles.

Dancing with her shadow, it seemed as if she were in the mortal world.

When the dance ended, Xunmei was panting softly. I quickly took off my coat and draped it over her shoulders.

"Honey, how was it? I specially learned this dance for you." Xunmei's beautiful eyes were full of affection, her face as lovely as a flower.

"Baby, you danced so well just now, so beautifully, like a fairy. Are you perhaps a fairy reincarnated?" I held Xunmei's soft hand and embraced her.

"Baby, come on, let's go to that chair over there. I'll massage your feet. You must have gotten them all cold. Don't forget to take care of yourself in the future!" I took Xunmei's hand and led her to the recliner next to us, where we sat down together.

I placed her high heels beside me and let Xunmei stretch out her little feet. I unbuttoned my clothes and lovingly held those delicate feet in my arms, ignoring the fact that her dirty soles were pressed against my stomach.
I wanted to use my warmth to warm her little feet, my most beloved little feet.

"Honey, you still love me so much, I...I..." Xunmei was moved to tears, trying to pull her legs away, but I held them firmly.

"Silly girl, if I don't love you, who will?" I gently massaged her legs. She had just been dancing, and her legs must be sore and painful now. My silly girl, she only wanted to make me happy, yet she danced barefoot for me in this cold winter.

On the way back to the hotel, I bought a bottle of red wine and a pair of wine glasses.

"Baby, let's have a drink together. We rarely have this kind of opportunity!" I said, pouring her a glass.

"Honey, tonight you're mine!" Xunmei took the wine and took a sip. One of her jade-like legs slipped between mine, and one hand grabbed my red tie, pulling me closer to her face.

I looked at Xunmei's pouting cherry lips and her chubby cheeks, so adorable. So I lowered my head and kissed her lips. Xunmei transferred the red wine from her mouth to mine, the warm wine melting on my tongue. Beautiful lips, wine in my mouth—I was intoxicated by her tenderness.

"Baby, you're so beautiful! So fragrant!" I said, kissing her.

"Mmm. Husband, touch me, I'm itchy down there." Xunmei was even more proactive than me.

I lifted her long skirt, pulled off her red panties, and probed her genitals with my fingers. In the years since I'd seen her, Xunmei's pubic hair had become much thicker, soft and smooth to the touch. Mischievously, I plucked a hair.

"Ah! It hurts, husband, you're so naughty, plucking my hair!" Xunmei protested, her hands hanging over my chest.
"Haha! Baby, are you getting more and more horny? So much pubic hair!" I stopped teasing her, parting her thick, tender flesh with my middle finger and inserting it into her wet, moist opening.

"I'm only sexy to you. Husband, I love you, and from now on, my body will only be yours!" Xunmei raised her head, her peach-blossom eyes captivating.

"Baby, I love you too!" My middle finger forcefully dug into the tender flesh inside her vagina, while my thumb gently teased her erect clitoris.

"Mmm...husband, a little harder!" Xunmei began to moan softly.

"Baby, let me see your breasts. I hurt them last time, let me see if they're okay now." I untied Xunmei's skirt from behind, leaving the upper part hanging on her slender waist.
"They're okay now, husband. You were so rough last time! But I don't blame you. As long as you love me, I'd be willing to let you pinch my breasts like that every day!" Xunmei said tenderly.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I was wrong last time. I can't bear to treat you like that again. You're my baby. I love you and cherish you so much. How could I possibly mistreat you?" I felt extremely guilty about what happened last time, and I used my lips to express that guilt.

I unhooked her bra and laid Xunmei's enormous, 36F-sized breasts over my face. I buried my face between these fragrant mounds, rubbing the tender flesh of their walls against my cheeks. I grabbed one and took the bright red nipple into my mouth. I savored the wonderfully fleshy areola with my tongue, noticing the many small, raised bumps. Her breasts

were so big; I wished I could turn into a crocodile's mouth and engulf them all, and I wished I had more tongues to lash out at those soft breasts.

"Baby, let's go to bed," I said, picking her up. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and her arms encircled my neck. We kissed as we walked.

Once in bed, we removed our clothes. Xunmei insisted I lie down, saying she wanted to kiss my entire body. I knew that this "caressing and kissing the whole body" was always our highest expression of love.
I let her do as she pleased.

Xunmei started with my feet. Although I had changed my socks before leaving, I was still worried about the smell. "Baby, should I wash my feet again?" "No, I just want to smell your scent!"
Xunmei had already stuck her tongue between my toes. A warm, moist sensation traveled through the sympathetic nerves in my toes to my scalp. Ah! So good.

However, I remembered the video where Xunmei licked and kissed Xu Qiyao like this, and I couldn't help but suppress the pleasure. I couldn't think about Xunmei's past anymore; her past was in the past, and it wasn't her fault. Her

warm, wet tongue washed both my feet, then Xunmei held one foot and used her large, soft breasts to clamp it, rubbing it up and down like a breastjob.

Xunmei's love traveled from the soles of my feet all the way up, and I was deeply moved.

Her wet tongue traveled upwards, reaching my penis. Xunmei had me hold my legs with both hands, then she placed two pillows under my buttocks. This way, she could kiss my anus and penis.

Xunmei's smooth, fragrant tongue started from my anus, then slid down to my scrotum, finally kissing the glans, which was about the size of an egg. This repeated itself for about five minutes. A little fluid seeped from my penis, which she sucked into her mouth.

Then, Xunmei's tongue, like a snake slithering through the desert, searched for the sweetest sandbar. The little snake mistook two dark red spots for sweet spring water; it was thirsty, but the more it sucked, the thirstier it became, until finally it had to give up.

Undeterred by hardship, the little snake continued forward, as always. Crossing mountains and valleys, it finally found a moon well, but inside lived a dragon. It used all its strength to entwine with it, drawing sweet spring water from the deep well.
My tongue intertwined with Xunmei's tongue, locked in a passionate embrace.

Xunmei lay on top of me, her long hair covering my forehead. I could vaguely see her large, snow-white breasts, drooping like papayas from her chest to my neck due to gravity. Her nipples gently rubbed against the skin of my neck as we kissed, an intoxicating sensation.

Then, Xunmei stood up, straddling my body, holding my penis, and slowly lowered herself down. My

penis, like a sword, pierced the enemy's heart, spurting fluid. Of course, Xunmei was my darling, not an enemy.

I braced my hands against Xunmei's, letting her use them for leverage. Her plump buttocks began to rise and fall like a drum, my penis appearing and disappearing between her buttocks with each movement. Pubic hair against pubic hair, the hairs brushing against each other.
Black, only at this moment did it become so sexy!

Xunmei's breasts bounced up and down, her snow-white, glistening skin making me dizzy. I seemed to see Xunmei's eyes were hazy, she was already immersed in endless pleasure, I could tell from her joyful moans.
My hands wanted to reach out and soothe her throbbing breasts, but to make it easier for Xunmei, I had to hold her hands with mine, my hips moving up and down in sync.

Woman on top, man on bottom, it was a unique experience.

That night, we made love five times, each time ecstatic.

The next day, Sunday.

Xunmei said she wanted to fulfill her dream of wearing a wedding dress. I knew that every girl dreamed of one day wearing a snow-white wedding dress and walking down a red carpet. I could no longer give her the title of wife, but in my heart, she was my true wife. Not being able to give her a perfect wedding was a deep regret for me, and I felt extremely guilty towards Xunmei.
We went to a bridal shop to try on wedding dresses. Xunmei, wearing a snow-white wedding gown, looked even more pure and noble, and the shop assistants all praised her. But we didn't buy anything, we just took pictures. With what little money I had left, I rented the wedding dress from this shop.

Xunmei and I only had enough left for bus tickets; we probably wouldn't even have enough for a taxi back.

After asking many people and taking many buses, we finally arrived at a Christian church. The church was already closed; the worship service had probably already ended that morning.

We found the pastor and said we wanted him to officiate our wedding. But the middle-aged pastor said he would charge us, and he found our actions strange—did we want a wedding just for the two of us?
We were already short of money and couldn't afford to go through that. Finally, we pleaded and begged, and he finally moved the pastor.

Xunmei changed into her wedding dress in a nearby restroom. We followed the pastor into the church.

The pastor's magnetic voice echoed throughout the empty, tall church.

I had once stood before a priest like this with Mengchan, exchanging our vows.

Now, my partner was Xunmei, the one I truly loved. But this wedding was just the two of us, plus a pastor. There were no relatives, no friends, no spectators.

The pastor probably had never officiated at a wedding like this before, but he quickly took his place and asked, "Groom, do you take Miss Su Xunmei to be your wife?"

Looking at Xunmei's dreamlike face, I was overwhelmed with emotion and solemnly said, "Yes, I do!"
The pastor then asked, "Whether she is rich or poor, healthy or unhealthy, do you promise to stay with her forever?" I said emotionally, "Yes, I do." The pastor turned to Xunmei, who was already in tears.

Finally, the priest said, "Alright, in the name of the Holy Spirit, the Father, and the Son, I declare the bride and groom to be husband and wife.
Now, the groom may kiss the bride!" We looked at each other; neither of us had rings, but we were married.

We kissed passionately, and when our lips parted, the pastor was no longer there.

This was a wedding for two, my wedding with Xunmei!

After returning the wedding dress, we hurried to buy train tickets. Unexpectedly, it was close to the Spring Festival, the peak of the Spring Festival travel rush, and this developed city had a huge influx of people returning home. However, we still managed to buy two tickets for the station... We were lucky to get tickets; if it weren't for the fact that this place is relatively close to X city, we might not even have been able to get standing tickets.

The train was incredibly crowded. I could only hold Xunmei tightly, protecting her delicate body. Xunmei was exhausted; she dozed off on my shoulder, her face showing weariness.

About half an hour later, a young man in the seat next to us seemed to need to urinate, so I quickly let Xunmei sit down to rest.

Then I followed behind him. Because the train was so crowded and the toilet was quite far away, it took him more than five minutes to reach the toilet.

After the young man finished relieving himself, I quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket and offered him one. I don't usually smoke, but since starting work, I've carried a pack with me. Sometimes, a cigarette can quickly bridge the gap between two men.

We went to a less crowded area and started smoking. We chatted about everything under the sun. An hour passed like this, and we ran out of things to say. The young man seemed shy and didn't seem to know how to refuse my enthusiasm.
I was worried that Xunmei hadn't rested enough in that seat, so I told him some corny jokes until we had 20 minutes left before our stop.

When I got to Xunmei's side, she had already woken up and was anxiously looking for me.

I went over and pulled her into my arms. The young man then realized who we were and looked at us with envy and approval.

When Xunmei saw me coming with the owner of that seat, she looked up, her eyes already misty with tears. Ignoring the many people on the train, she kissed my lips.

(To be continued)

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