His hand passed through your black hair.

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(5) Repay with one's life
It was a rare treat that his brother and sister-in-law were both home, and although Bu Sheng felt a slight sense of regret, he was happy to have the whole family together for a wonderful time. Yin Yuan's cooking skills were lacking, and she was somewhat flustered. Bu Ning was secretly preoccupied with his own thoughts, and having witnessed his wife's passionate encounter with another man the previous night, he didn't seem particularly concerned about Yin Yuan's efforts. Bu Sheng felt guilty, believing he was disrupting his brother and sister-in-law's normal life by making them busy preparing food for him, so he also helped his sister-in-law, Yin Yuan, with the cooking.
The kitchen was large, but long and narrow. When Bu Sheng walked past his sister-in-law, he always turned to face Yin Yuan's back. Inadvertently, he leaned forward, and the front of his body pressed against Yin Yuan's plump and tender buttocks. Yin Yuan's thoughts were still on the joy and pleasure of the previous night. Suddenly, the insertion of a foreign object made Yin Yuan experience the trembling of the previous night's orgasm once again.
Yin Yuan blushed deeply and turned to look at Bu Sheng, who stood there dumbfounded. Behind Yin Yuan's long, coiled hair, her fair and delicate neck was exposed, exuding a captivating fragrance. For a moment, Bu Sheng felt an overwhelming urge to grasp Yin Yuan's slender waist and lean down to kiss her lips.
Yin Yuan had never gazed at Bu Sheng's handsome face so closely before. She had never noticed how good his skin was, giving her a youthful and innocent feeling, as if she had returned to the days of her first love in college. The feelings she had previously held for Bu Sheng, treating him like a child, vanished completely. She was puzzled as to why she hadn't felt this way when they had spent so much time alone together at home before. Bu Sheng, however, was completely absorbed in his sister-in-law's beauty and fragrance, oblivious to Yin Yuan's suddenly tender gaze. Only when Yin Yuan realized her lapse in composure and lowered her long eyelashes to conceal her beautiful tenderness did Bu Sheng withdraw his erection from her crotch, hurriedly carrying the freshly served dish away.
In the restaurant, Bu Ning opened a bottle of fine red wine. He chatted idly with Bu Sheng, with Yin Yuan occasionally chiming in. After a few glasses, Bu Ning's spirits soared. He poured a large glass of red wine for his wife and brother. Yin Yuan declined, saying she was about to get drunk, but seeing the brothers' enthusiasm, she couldn't refuse. During the meal, Bu Sheng, because of what had just happened, avoided looking directly at Yin Yuan for a long time. But Yin Yuan seemed completely unconcerned, constantly serving Bu Sheng food. Every now and then, she would gently stroke Bu Sheng's arm with her delicate hand; the tingling sensation, amplified by the alcohol, made Bu Sheng feel lightheaded, and he couldn't help but steal glances at Yin Yuan's chest.
Bu Ning already had her own ideas in mind, and her younger brother's inexperienced actions had already caught her eye.
He felt a surge of tension. He had been worried that his younger brother's excessive respect for Yin Yuan would prevent him from following his own ideas, but now it seemed that his plan had a chance to come true.
After a few drinks, all three of them were feeling the effects of the alcohol. But Bu Ning's mind was clear, because he had things to do.
The afternoon heat made everyone drowsy. Yin Yuan had already said she had drunk too much, and without clearing the table, she went back to her bedroom to rest. Bu Ning told her younger brother to take a nap in the small bedroom. After drinking several cups of tea, she also went into her bedroom.
His wife was fast asleep. He pulled back the covers. Because it was too hot, she wasn't wearing a bra. Her skin was fair and smooth, and her breasts were round and soft, like plump jade rabbits lying comfortably on his wife's chest. Such a beautiful woman had just been violated and defiled a few hours earlier that night. Bu Ning thought to himself as he lay down and tried to smell her vulva. The familiar scent of a woman's body was mixed with the hot and pungent smell of someone who had been violently penetrated by a man, making him feel hot all over and his head flushed with blood. He couldn't control himself.
Bu Ning quickly pulled down his pants, gently parted his wife's legs, and slowly pressed his penis against her vulva. He used his fingers to separate one side of her labia and slowly inserted his penis into her slightly parted clitoris. It was a little dry, and his wife stirred. Bu Ning didn't care whether she was awake or pretending to be asleep. He felt her vaginal cavity tighten slightly. Bu Ning withdrew and buried his head in her vulva, using his fingers to search for the small, red, and perky clitoris inside her slightly parted mouth. Bu Ning gently rubbed and pushed against her with his fingers, and his wife's vulva began to tremble and clench intermittently. Slippery fluid gradually appeared around Bu Ning's fingers. Bu Ning rolled over and slowly pressed his hard penis against his wife's vulva again. The fluid had already appeared on the petals of her clitoris. Bu Ning dabbed on the fluid, and with a thrust of his waist, his penis entered deep into his wife's warm and soft cavity.
Fueled by alcohol, Bu Ning thrust in and out, imagining whether the man who had been in the same position as him the night before was doing the same thing. He wondered if he could once again properly explore and enjoy the passage that his wife had already fully explored. Bu Ning's tip searched and struck within his wife's warm body. Bu Ning kept feeling another object moving intensely alongside him, it was Lang Xiu's body, Bu Ning thought. Bu Ning felt no discomfort whatsoever. In this feeling, Bu Ning's movements became even more vigorous, arching his wife's legs and lifting her full buttocks to allow himself to penetrate even deeper.
Bu Ning was battling with Lang Xiu's imagined penis, competing to see who could penetrate deeper and longer into Yin Yuan's body. Bu Ning felt that everywhere he went, there were traces of Lang Xiu's weapon striking. Bu Ning was simply passing through the passages explored by the man in front of him without any effort. Bu Ning could feel the clues Lang Xiu left inside his wife's body. These clues left deep imprints in his wife's tender and soft vaginal cavity. Bu Ning couldn't imagine whether his wife, who was pretending to be asleep, was also comparing, but he couldn't deny that both men in front and behind her could give her excitement and pleasure.
His wife's vaginal walls began to clamp down, her cavity walls perhaps already adjusting to the second visitor hours later. The impact was similar, but the difference lay in the man's scent, the angle, the force, and the position. Bu Ning wanted to penetrate deeper into her, to surpass the very depths reached by the man who had been there just hours before. Bu Ning didn't know the outcome of the comparison, but his wife's juices were flowing more and more abundantly. In this comparison, Bu Ning thought she was the one who felt it most keenly; perhaps the surging juices better reflected her pleasure. She was like a delicate peach, offering her juicy core to the men who wanted to taste her.
His wife's plump buttocks began to sway, and her vagina began to rub against him. In this state, Bu Ning was excited to the point of climax, and he ejaculated violently into his wife's body, which still contained traces of Lang Xiu's semen. Bu Ning held his wife tightly in his arms, and they reached their climax together.
In the past, after such vigorous and forceful penetration, Bu Ning would have been exhausted and fell asleep. But now, looking at his wife's breathtakingly beautiful face, moistened by a man, he thoughtfully put on his shorts, got up, and went to the living room to watch TV. Bu Ning left the bedroom door wide open.
Next door, Bu Sheng's hands were cramping from exhaustion. The scene he had longed for and yearned for day and night was unfolding in the bedroom next door. Bu Sheng imagined his brother's enormous penis entering Yin Yuan's fair and pink vagina, creating white foam, and excitedly masturbated his own hard member with both hands alternately. His young penis was too weak; after his brother and sister-in-law's battle ended, without sensory stimulation, Bu Sheng lost his passion for masturbation. After a long while, when it was quiet outside, Bu Ning pulled on his slightly damp pants and came out of the room. His brother was asleep on the sofa in the living room, even snoring softly. Bu Sheng shook him vigorously, but he had really drunk too much.
Bu Sheng returned to his own bedroom, but as he glanced down into his sister-in-law's bedroom in the hallway, a scene that made his brain rush to his head unfold before him. In the next bedroom, Yin Yuan lay sprawled on the bed, fast asleep, her legs, exhausted from her husband's thrusts, wide open, a trickle of nectar slowly flowing from her vulva, her pubic hair damp and clinging to the entrance. He stood there for a full ten minutes, staring blankly… He had to do it, he had to do it, he couldn't care less, he couldn't take it anymore, even if it was just a gentle thrust into his sister-in-law's alluring hole.
He bravely went inside, left the door slightly ajar, and crawled to the spot where his brother had just gotten up.
Bu Sheng pulled out his penis, which he had just masturbated until it was bright red, and without the slightest hesitation, thrust it into Yin Yuan's vagina, which was already wide open from her brother's penetration. It was probably more appropriate to thrust in. Yin Yuan didn't speak, but weakly glanced at Bu Sheng, her blushing face turning shy. She closed her eyes again, seemingly ready to enjoy Bu Sheng, and also seemingly aware that Bu Ning had already fallen asleep in the living room. Bu Ning, who had already quietly reached the bedroom door, truly began to feel heartache. His brother's violent movements startled Bu Ning. He vigorously pushed and shook Yin Yuan's hips, swaying his waist, his two large testicles swinging with him. Bu Ning's blood was boiling.
He found himself wishing he were an observer at this moment. The scene resembled the barbaric janitor next door and the concubines in the manor, unable to suppress their lust and stealing away. At their point of union, his wife's labia, slightly turned up like a child's pouting lips, tightly sucked and enveloped his thick, fully inserted penis. His testicles were pressed tightly against the base of the penis, but a small part protruded, allowing Bu Ning to see the bulging urethra. His wife was probably starting to feel pleasure from Bu Sheng's thrusting and was getting used to his fierce and less gentle movements. When Bu Sheng paused briefly, she would unconsciously twist her hips to indicate her needs to him.
Bu Sheng's hairy legs stood between Yin Yuan's white legs, reminding Bu Ning of Lang Xiu and his wife's fierce battle, in which they also used the same position. Men's fighting postures seem to be quite similar, but the difference between these different men can be felt from the hairy legs that appear between the wife's buttocks and thighs, or the thick, black legs of Hei Yong.
Bu Sheng didn't forget there was one more thing to do. He took out the condoms his brother and sister-in-law had stored in the bedside table, pulled out his penis, tore off the film, and carefully put it on his penis. The condom was stretched taut, and the lower end could only fit two-thirds of the way onto his penis. Bu Ning was really surprised by his younger brother's size, but soon, his penis covered with the film was again hidden in the shadow of Yin Yuan's lower body.
Bu Sheng thrust into Yin Yuan with firm, rapid strokes for a full half hour, his face and body drenched in sweat. Yin Yuan's vagina was completely opened by his penetration; Bu Sheng's thrusts were almost straight in and out. He didn't even need to look at his sister-in-law's opening before directly plunging his fully withdrawn penis straight back into her body. Yin Yuan's hair was disheveled, and the scent of her shower gel, amplified by her high body temperature, filled the bedroom air, mingling with Bu Sheng's sweat to create a strange, maddening odor. This was the only time he had ever seen Yin Yuan being penetrated so vigorously.
In the final, terrifying force slammed into Yin Yuan's buttocks, producing a loud crackling sound as their flesh slammed together. Yin Yuan closed her eyes, her hands gripping Bu Sheng's hands, which were pressed against her breasts, remaining motionless as she endured the primal release from the man behind her. Bu Sheng knelt on top of his wife's buttocks, his legs half-bent, his gluteal muscles still contracting. Then he embraced Yin Yuan, his face pressed against her back. Only his lower body twitched slightly.
In the quiet, the atmosphere in the bedroom was rapidly settling. Bu Sheng, now calm, looked up at Yin Yuan. Yin Yuan remained kneeling beneath him, motionless. Bu Sheng showed no reaction, his expression blank. Yin Yuan's face was covered by her disheveled hair. Bu Sheng began to try to withdraw, separating his body slightly from Yin Yuan's. He then used his hand to grip the end of the condom, slowly pulling it away from her body. The tip of the condom on his still-erect penis was soaked with milky-white semen, so much that it overflowed the top of the condom. Without the restraint of this membrane, Yin Yuan's vagina would have been filled with Bu Sheng's semen.
Her empty, swollen vaginal opening, devoid of the usual male discharge, seemed desolate, further amplifying Bu Ning's perception of Bu Sheng's brutal and ruthless approach to his wife. He was simply there to release his pent-up sexual desires, devoid of any genuine emotion, merely to expel his pent-up physiological and psychological curiosity into the body of the woman he called Bu Sheng's wife. As for his wife, Bu Ning hoped she would experience ultimate pleasure each time, becoming a woman who could completely immerse herself in the experience. The more he thought about it, the more inflated Bu Ning's ego became.

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