Dragon Tattoo (Part Two) (Main Text) (101-150)

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Chapter 101: Bai Yingming Understands the Two Videos of the Eldest Brother and Wu Junmei (23) In the two videos, Junmei and her father were both frozen in place. Junmei was frozen on the bed, and her father was frozen in front of Junmei's bedroom door. After a while, her father sighed and slowly walked back to his bedroom. Junmei, who was sitting nervously on the bed, heard her father's footsteps gradually receding and disappearing. She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Her expression was one of relief and relaxation, but also a hint of disappointment. Her expression was so complicated that it was hard to fathom. Hearing the sound of her father's bedroom door closing, Junmei slowly lay back down on her own bed. Bai Yingming shifted his attention from the living room to his father's bedroom. Junmei and her father were both lying quietly on their respective beds, but neither of them seemed to be able to fall asleep peacefully. They were both tossing and turning in their beds. Her father, Bai Laoda, was lying on his own bed. He sat up several times, lowered his head and thought for a while, and then lay down again several times. Junmei tossed and turned in bed, seemingly unable to fall asleep, as if foreshadowing a sleepless night for both of them. Just as Bai Yingming was growing impatient and was about to fast-forward the video, he saw Junmei suddenly open her eyes, slowly slipping her hands under her nightgown. One hand rubbed her breast, while the other reached down to touch herself—she was masturbating. At the same time, her father, Bai Laoda, sat up in bed, pulled down his pajama bottoms and underwear, revealing his large penis, and began to masturbate. Seeing this, Bai Yingming knew that their sexual desires had been reignited, and he couldn't help but smile wryly. The two were truly in sync, masturbating simultaneously as if by prior arrangement. Time passed slowly, one masturbating, the other stroking. He wondered if they were thinking of each other as they did so. After a while, perhaps the alcohol numbed her senses, and her father, who had been masturbating for a long time, still couldn't ejaculate. A hint of frustration flashed in his eyes. At the same time, Junmei, also unable to reach orgasm through masturbation, let out a deep sigh. Perhaps his desire had been aroused but couldn't be released, her father pulled up his pajama bottoms and underwear, slowly stood up, and remained silent for a long time before slowly opening his bedroom door and walking into the living room. Junmei, in her bedroom, suddenly heard the sound of her father's bedroom door opening. Her hands, which were masturbating, suddenly stopped, but remained in their respective positions. Junmei opened her eyes, remaining motionless in her masturbation posture. As her father's footsteps drew closer to her bedroom door, a look of panic appeared on Junmei's face. She quickly removed her hands from her breasts and genitals, then tightly gripped the sheets, crumpling them into a ball, showing how nervous she was. A hint of desire and fear appeared in her eyes; perhaps this state of mind Junmei was experiencing was what is called feigned resistance. Slowly, her father's footsteps stopped at Junmei's door. Junmei quickly loosened her grip on the sheets, hurriedly straightened her nightgown, turned towards the inside of the bed, and lay on her side, closing her eyes and pretending to be asleep. Junmei's feigned sleep was quiet, but her tightly clenched hands betrayed her inner turmoil. After removing his pajamas and underwear at the door, her father, naked, opened Junmei's door. Upon hearing the door open, Junmei's body trembled violently. She bit her lower lip tightly; Bai Ying knew she was at her limit. However, she didn't open her eyes, get up, or confront her father; instead, she kept her eyes closed and continued to pretend to be asleep. Bai Yingming quickly turned off all the video cameras in the living room and his father's bedroom, leaving only the one in Junmei's bedroom on. He wanted to focus all his attention on this video. Watching his father enter the bedroom, stand naked beside Junmei's bed, and quietly admire her sexy, voluptuous body with lustful eyes, Bai Yingming's hands clenched tightly, gripping the sheets to support his increasingly trembling body. He was certain that his own tension and excitement were no less than the two people in the video. In the video, his father's penis began to gradually erect and curve upwards, like a flag slowly rising. Bai Yingming knew that his unreleased sexual desire was growing stronger, but he was also extremely nervous and hesitant, deciding whether to make a move on Junmei, and how. The bedroom and his hotel room in the video were both silent... They say the calm before the storm is upon us, and perhaps this silence foreshadowed the coming tempest. The video continued playing. The father, who had been standing by Junmei's bedside for a long time, grew increasingly agitated. Bai Yingming noticed that the lust in his eyes had reached its peak, gleaming like a wolf's. Slowly, the father moved. He slowly reached out his hand, his target Junmei's plump buttocks, exposed by her side profile. His hand moved slowly, and just when Bai Yingming thought his father would hesitate and struggle as before, his hands touched Junmei's buttocks with unwavering resolve. When the father touched Junmei's buttocks, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. The softness of her buttocks seemed to feel very comfortable to him, and his penis jerked upwards. It was clear that the intense stimulation from caressing Junmei's buttocks was immense. The moment her father touched Junmei's buttocks, Junmei, who was pretending to be asleep, pursed her lips tightly, trying to control her body so as not to tremble and be noticed by her father. Her father, with a look of ecstasy, caressed Junmei's shapely buttocks, as if he were cherishing a beloved treasure. Time passed slowly, his caresses so gentle. After a while, he opened his eyes and peeked at Junmei, finding her eyes still closed. Seemingly unsatisfied with caressing her through her nightgown, he slowly stopped, and with trembling hands, slowly lifted Junmei's nightgown. His movements were slow because the bottom of Junmei's nightgown was very loose, so he encountered no resistance when lifting it. In the video, the father slowly lifted Junmei's nightgown, like a newlywed husband slowly lifting the red veil from his bride's head. Finally, the father lifted Junmei's nightgown to her waist, revealing her snow-white, plump buttocks and pink lace panties. Under the moonlight, Junmei's shapely buttocks appeared so white and translucent. Seeing Junmei's buttocks, the father's lips trembled with excitement. He excitedly began to caress Junmei's buttocks again with both hands, this time without the nightgown's obstruction; his hands and buttocks touched directly. This time, the caressing was rapid, showing how impatient the father was. Junmei bit her lower lip tightly, her long eyelashes fluttering between her closed and relaxed eyelids. The father continued to caress her, so gently, like a husband caressing his beloved wife. This was the first time the father had truly touched Junmei's body, and his desire surged once more. It seemed that caressing alone could not satisfy him; under his burning gaze, the father began to bend down. As her father slowly bent over, his erect, thick penis drew closer and closer to her abdomen. When he reached his limit, the head of his penis, the size of an egg, finally touched her abdomen… He brought his face close to Junmei's snowy buttocks, greedily inhaling the fragrance emanating from them. His expression was one of ecstasy as he sniffed, and his face drew ever closer to Junmei's vaginal opening. After sniffing for a while, he extended his tongue and began to lick Junmei's buttocks. His red tongue began to circle and trace circles on Junmei's buttocks, as if savoring the most exquisite delicacy in the world. While her father was tasting her buttocks, Junmei's hands were clenched so tightly that the veins on her hands were visible, but she still kept her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, showing no sign of refusing her father's advances. After licking Junmei's buttocks for a while, the father began kissing them with his mouth, making soft "slurp" sounds, occasionally licking them a few times with his tongue. At the same time, his hands also caressed Junmei's buttocks. He kissed and touched her buttocks, the pleasure reaching its peak. After licking and caressing for a while, the father stopped all movement and began to look at the area between Junmei's legs. Because Junmei was lying on her side with her knees bent, her vulva was already visible through her underwear, her labia clearly outlined, like two small peaks, and a few fine, curly pubic hairs peeked out from the edge of her underwear. The father gazed at Junmei's labia beneath her panties, his eyes wide as if he were seeing the most beautiful thing in the world. After admiring them for a while, he suddenly moved closer to Junmei's labia and began to sniff her vulva. His penis was already at its limit of erection, trembling with each sniff. After sniffing for a while, the father extended his tongue and began to lick Junmei's labia through her panties, while his hands returned to caressing Junmei's two snowy buttocks. At this moment, Junmei's labia were suddenly attacked by her father-in-law. The stimulation of her genitals being licked made her head jerk upwards, her face showing a mixture of pain and pleasure. Fortunately, Junmei's movements were not large, and her father, who was tasting her labia, did not notice. The father continued to lick Junmei's labia, and at this moment, Bai Yingming noticed that liquid was beginning to ooze from the head of his father's egg-sized penis. He knew that it was the mucus that oozes from a man's penis, which can act as a lubricant when inserted into a woman's vagina. He knew that at this moment, his father's penis was ready to be inserted into the woman's vagina.Bei Junmei lay down on the edge of the bed, so her father could touch her body without getting on the bed. Her father's tasting continued, and slowly Junmei's panties became wet. Junmei's lace panties were originally made of lace, and when wet with the liquid, they became transparent. Chapter 102: Bai Ying understands that the eldest brother and Wu Junmei (24) Junmei's dark pubic hair and pink labia were fully revealed. Perhaps because he and Junmei had sex too few times, Junmei's labia were still pink like a young girl's. Junmei's panties were wet, and the liquid on them was either her father's saliva or her vaginal fluid, or perhaps both. But Bai Yingming believed that his wife Junmei's desire was about to reach its peak. After tasting and caressing for a while, her father slowly straightened up. Bai Yingming looked at Junmei's face, and Junmei's eyes were closed at the moment. Because of her father's advanced age and failing eyesight, he sometimes needed reading glasses to see things clearly. Therefore, while he could see Junmei's expression clearly in the moonlight, her father might not. Her father's gaze moved down from Junmei's face, settling on her full, firm breasts. Because Junmei was lying on her side, her snow-white breasts were visible from her shoulders and armpits, vying with her snow-white, pert buttocks. Her father's gaze continued downwards to Junmei's slender waist, without an ounce of excess fat, and further down to her exposed snow-white, pert buttocks. At this moment, in her father's eyes, Junmei was a work of art, pleasing to the eye. Bai Yingming thought that her father must know that Junmei wasn't asleep, because she hadn't drunk much, not to the point of being unconscious. Thinking this, her father understood that Junmei was deliberately pretending to be asleep, which, in his eyes, was undoubtedly tacit approval and indulgence. The father's glans was still oozing clear fluid, his penis conveying the message to him to quickly engage in intercourse with a woman. Taking a deep breath, the father stood by the bed and slowly brought the glans of his penis closer to Junmei's labia. Because his bedroom bed was relatively high, the father only needed to slightly curl his legs to reach Junmei's vagina with his penis. The father's vagina was getting closer and closer to Junmei's vaginal opening, and his entire being was pushed to its limit. "Don't insert it, don't insert it." Bai Yingming reached out and touched the computer screen, trying to stop it from happening, but he knew it was all in vain. Although he had been hoping for it to happen, when it actually happened, he found that he could not be as calm as he had imagined. When the father's glans touched his wife Junmei's vaginal opening, Junmei seemed to sense it, and her face began to twist slightly and struggle. The father's glans and his wife Junmei's vaginal opening touched through her underwear. If he simply pulled back the two-centimeter-wide band of her underwear, he could penetrate her and complete their union. The father slowly placed his hand on the band of her underwear, hooking it aside, preparing to thrust forward. But just as he was about to pull it aside, Junmei, who had been pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened her eyes, quickly sat up, and pushed her father's hand away, letting out a scream: "No!" Bai Yingming, engrossed in watching the video on his computer, was startled by Junmei's cry. The father in the video and Bai Yingming at the computer were also startled by Junmei's scream. Both the father in the video and Bai Yingming at the computer were stunned. In the video, Junmei's sudden awakening and scream startled her father, who froze, his penis still pressed tightly against her vaginal opening through her underwear. Sitting up, Junmei looked panicked, her eyes fixed on her father as she gasped for breath, her body trembling slightly, whether from tension or fear. Her father, equally bewildered, stared at her, embarrassed, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. Everything in the scene seemed to freeze, save for Junmei's deep breathing and the father's beads of sweat; time seemed to stand still for a long time. "Why?" Junmei suddenly lowered her head and asked her father weakly. "I'm sorry," her father replied, pulled back to reality by her question. After a long struggle and hesitation, he only managed these three short words. "Actually, I..." he closed his eyes, seemingly wanting to say something more. The two remained silent for a long time. The father still stood on the floor with his penis erect. Junmei, having sat up from the bed, had her vaginal opening no longer in contact with his glans. Junmei looked up at her father, seemingly waiting for him to continue. The fear in her eyes gradually faded, leaving only desire and questions. Perhaps, like Bai Yingming, she didn't understand why her father was suddenly so proactive and bold. "Actually, I... I wasn't... asleep that night. I felt... everything that happened." The father suddenly stammered out a sentence, but just that one sentence left Junmei speechless with astonishment. "Dad, what do you mean? I... don't understand." Junmei seemed unsure if her father was referring to the night he entered her room, so she wanted to continue explaining. The events had happened too suddenly, and she didn't seem to know how to react. "The night you entered my room and masturbated, I woke up in the middle of it, and I saw everything." The father seemed to have recovered from his embarrassment, speaking his true feelings smoothly, while firmly raising his head and looking intently at Junmei. When her fears were suddenly confirmed, Junmei blushed deeply, even her fair neck turning red. "I...I...I..." Junmei stammered, suddenly unsure how to answer her father's words, at a loss for words. "Junmei, it's all my fault, I just hope you won't blame me. Actually, I've thought about it for a long time. I don't deny it, I like you very much, at least I'm infatuated with your body. I don't know when it started, but every smile and frown of yours can captivate my heart. I love seeing you laugh, but I know I shouldn't have such thoughts. It's taboo, an unforgivable act. I've always kept these feelings deep inside, afraid to show them. I originally planned to keep these feelings hidden forever, and if one day I couldn't bear it anymore, I would leave this family. I can't destroy this harmonious and happy family because of my own selfish desires." Seeing Junmei's panicked state, it seemed that because everything about him had been discovered, her father began to pour out his heart. After all, her father was a worldly and experienced man, and what he said was the truth from the bottom of his heart. Seeing Junmei listening intently with wide eyes, her father let go of his worries and continued his story. "Actually, the soundproofing in our rooms isn't very good. Because of my age, I'm a light sleeper, and even the slightest noise will wake me up. Before Yingming got sick, I could hear you two making love every night clearly. Although I shouldn't have, I am, after all, a man with normal sexual desires. When you two made love, I would involuntarily masturbate. After your mother-in-law passed away, this was the only way I could satisfy my sexual desires." Hearing this, Junmei's wide eyes gradually narrowed, and a hint of gentleness appeared in her gaze. She was slowly accepting and understanding her father's words. Seeing Junmei's gradually softening gaze, her father sighed and continued, "But ever since Yingming got sick, I've noticed that you two have almost never had sex, and this has continued for a long time. I specifically consulted some doctors about this, and they said that Yingming's illness severely damaged her sexual function, so… that's when I realized that you two could no longer have a normal sex life. But even with all that, I didn't have any other thoughts; I could only silently watch over you, carefully taking care of the children and maintaining this family. But since that night when you were drunk, and you… I realized that your desires had nowhere to go, and you even took them out on me. At that moment, I didn't feel excitement; my first feeling was worry and fear. I know that a woman's libido gradually declines around thirty." "When you're at your peak, Yingming can't satisfy you, and I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the torment of desire and... you'll have an affair. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted and slandered you like that. But these kinds of things happen countless times in reality, and I can't help but worry. If you do have an affair and Yingming finds out, our family will really be doomed, and that's what I'm most worried about. In my heart, I only hope that you, Yingming, and Minmin can be happy, and that everything in our family can be harmonious and fulfilling. I love this family, I love Yingming, I love Minmin, I love you, and I love everything in this family." The father continued to speak silently. Listening to her father-in-law's heartfelt words, Junmei, who was sitting blankly on the bed, gradually had tears welling up in her eyes. She also felt how sincere her father was when he said these words. "Ever since you came into my room that night, I've thought about these things every day. Undeniably, I feel satisfied and crave it again, but I can't take that sinful step. But thinking about you two keeps me up at night with worry. I think if I can satisfy your sexual desires and give you everything you crave, you won't go out and find someone else, and you won't do anything to plunge this family into crisis. Although what we have... is taboo, we're not related by blood. If you do it with someone else, they might leak it, but if I satisfy you, I won't say a word. I'd take these secrets to my grave, so I think this is the safest and most realistic way to solve the problem."Although this method is a bit self-deceptive, I don't deny that when I was thinking about you two and this family, I also considered my own desires. I really want to be with you... Junmei, I hope you can believe what I'm saying. You must resist temptation and not be with other men... Alas, perhaps my worries are too much. "Father Bai Laoda raised his head. At this moment, Bai Yingming realized that his father was already in tears. Although what he did tonight was indeed a bit excessive, he had thought it through carefully. His other intention was nothing more than for his son, daughter-in-law and this warm and harmonious family. Speaking his heart, and thinking about everything he did tonight, he gradually became sober and began to feel deep guilt and regret. Chapter 103: Bai Yingming understands that Laoda and Wu Junmei (25) Junmei also gradually shed tears. She looked at her father with teary eyes, but she didn't say a word. Both of their hearts were shaking violently, and the scene fell still again. After a long time. "I'm sorry, Junmei. I don't expect you to forgive me, your father-in-law. I only hope you can forgive everything I did tonight. Let's pretend nothing happened. In my heart, you're still my good daughter-in-law and daughter. And I'm still your father-in-law and father. At least don't let Yingming know. If you really don't want to see me anymore, I'll go back to the countryside or I'll find a night watchman job with room and board." Father Bai wiped away his tears with both hands. His penis had completely gone limp. Junmei was still looking at her father with tears streaming down her face. No one knew what she was thinking. The whole process was the father pouring out his heart, and Junmei listened silently. Everything seemed so quiet and harmonious... "Sleep. Forget everything when you wake up." After saying this, Father Bai suddenly forced a smile. He silently turned around, and his back looked much older in an instant. The father moved towards the bedroom door, but after only two steps, he found himself unable to move. Junmei, sitting on the bed, suddenly took his hand… Junmei gently pulled him back, stopping him in his tracks, his body frozen. Silence fell again. The two remained in this position for a long time. Finally, the father slowly turned to look at Junmei, his eyes filled with confusion. Junmei, holding his hand tightly, her eyes misty with tears, looked pitiful, like a heartbroken beauty. The father, seeing Junmei like this, was stunned. Junmei gently pulled his hand, slowly drawing the father, still confused, back to the bedside. Now, the father stood there dumbfounded, his penis dangling, seemingly waiting for Junmei to answer his questions. After her father walked to her side, Junmei took his hand and lowered her head. Perhaps it was just her instinctive reaction, but afterward, she didn't know how to organize her thoughts to communicate with her father. After pondering for a long time, Junmei raised her head again and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with her other hand. "Dad, although what happened today was a bit... I still want to thank you. Thank you for all the trouble you've caused for me and Yingming. Your hard work and sacrifices are appreciated by Yingming and me. You're right, Yingming's sexual performance is indeed declining, and I need it too, but I've never thought of cheating or finding another man. That night was truly an accident. I... Dad, you've sacrificed so much for Yingming, for me, and for this family, and we've never repaid you for anything. I can do things for you... but I want to preserve Yingming's purity. Besides penetration, I can use other methods to satisfy your desires in your later years. Please don't masturbate anymore; it's bad for your health. If you really need it, I can help you when Yingming isn't around." As she finished speaking, Junmei's moans gradually subsided, her ears turned red, and she lowered her head shyly. "I hope you won't overthink it, Dad, and won't think I'm a promiscuous woman." Junmei lowered her head even further, her other hand gently twisting the hem of her skirt. Her shy demeanor was simply breathtaking. Hearing Junmei's words, her father's face showed disbelief, a hint of longing and struggle, and a touch of surprise. After thinking for a while, her father sighed deeply, seemingly unable to overcome his inner turmoil even after regaining his composure. "Junmei, I..." Her father, Bai Laoda, was about to refuse Junmei's kindness when Junmei covered his mouth with her other hand. Junmei's slender fingers were pressed together, gently covering her father's lips. With his mouth blocked, her father could only blink and look at Junmei. Junmei slowly lowered her head, pondered for a moment, and then raised her head again. Under her father's watchful gaze, she reached for his now limp penis. The moment her hand touched it, her father's body trembled violently, his waist instinctively jerking back, trying to pull his penis away from Junmei's grasp. But he stopped short of giving up this rare opportunity. Junmei, holding her father's penis, began to gently and shyly stroke it. Her father stood by the bed, his penis being stroked by Junmei. Seemingly both of them fully conscious, he was still somewhat embarrassed; no matter how much she stroked it, his penis wouldn't become erect. His hands hung limply at his sides, unsure where to put them, his conflicted expression making Bai Yingming want to laugh. Because Junmei was bending over to masturbate her father, her neckline was wide open, exposing her white breasts and deep cleavage. Suddenly, her father's embarrassment vanished, and he began to stare lustfully at Junmei's exposed breasts. Junmei, who was masturbating her father, noticed his gaze and realized she was exposed, but aside from blushing slightly, she made no other move, letting her father admire her full, firm 34D breasts through her neckline. Slowly, her father's large penis, white as snow, gradually became erect in her hand, reaching a length of 20 centimeters. Seeing her father's thick penis again, the lust in Junmei's eyes was reignited. The desire in her eyes grew stronger, and her hand holding her father's penis began to tremble with her body. Their passion gradually escalated, seemingly reaching an uncontrollable level. Her father's glans began to secrete clear fluid again, wetting Junmei's hand, and the masculine scent made her eyes gradually become hazy. After masturbating for a while, her father was far from ejaculating, and Junmei was far from satisfied. Slowly, Junmei stopped masturbating and released her hand from her father's penis. After considering for a moment, Junmei looked at her father's already erect penis, gritted her teeth, and slowly turned over, lying back down on the bed. Her father was a little puzzled by her actions, but since it was Junmei who had taken the initiative, he quietly waited for her next move. After lying on her side, Junmei turned her face back towards the bed, returning to the position her father had been in when he entered the bedroom. Next, Junmei pulled her nightgown up again, slowly pulling it down to her waist. The only difference was that this time, Junmei pulled the nightgown up herself. Slowly, Junmei's white buttocks and pink lace panties were revealed again. Watching this, the lust in her father's eyes slowly intensified. After pulling the nightgown down to her waist, Junmei reached her hand into her panties from the front. Judging from the movements of her hand inside, Junmei was probing something at the entrance of her vagina. Bai Yingming assumed his wife, Junmei, was masturbating while ignoring her father. However, after a while, Junmei pulled her hand out of her underwear. Bai Yingming saw that her hand was covered in vaginal fluid, which glistened in the moonlight, just like the fluid on her father's glans. After taking her hand out of her underwear, Junmei slowly moved it down her long legs, finally reaching her inner thighs. She then began to smear the fluid on the inside of her thighs. After spreading it evenly, Junmei put her hand back into her underwear to probe her vagina, smearing the fluid on her inner thighs again. She repeated this several times until her long, beautiful legs were covered in fluid. After finishing, Junmei turned to look at her father, and then, under his puzzled gaze, reached for his penis again. After grasping her father's penis, Junmei lay on her side, spreading her legs, and slowly placed his penis between her thighs, where it was covered in her vaginal fluid. Then, she slowly closed her legs, gently trapping her father's thick, long penis between them. When Junmei's thighs clamped her father's penis, his body trembled violently, and a look of surprise and understanding appeared on his face. Bai Yingming believed that his father understood Junmei's intention. After calming his own tension and excitement, his father began to thrust between Junmei's legs. Gradually, the fluid secreted by his glans was smeared between Junmei's legs, mixing with the vaginal fluid she had just applied with her hand. Due to the lubrication of the vaginal fluid and the softness of Junmei's legs, her father's penis experienced unparalleled stimulation and pleasure. While it couldn't compare to vaginal penetration, it was far more stimulating than masturbation. The father began thrusting without any instruction, his hands also...He kneaded her snowy buttocks repeatedly. Junmei's two white buttocks changed shape constantly in her father's hands. If one didn't know the situation beforehand, anyone looking at them would think they were having vaginal intercourse, when in reality Junmei was simply performing lap sex on her father. The father's breathing became increasingly rapid, and he began to breathe heavily. His penis, positioned at the base of Junmei's thighs, rubbed against her vaginal opening through her underwear as he thrust in and out, stimulating her. Slowly, Junmei's desire erupted, and with each of her father's movements, her breathing became increasingly rapid. At this moment, the deep breathing of the two could be heard in the video. The father's thrusting hips repeatedly struck Junmei's snowy buttocks, producing a "slap slap slap" sound of flesh colliding, a sound so pleasant and crisp. The father, who was thrusting, was getting more and more sexually aroused. After thrusting for a while, his hands, which were originally on Junmei's buttocks, gradually lifted up and slowly reached towards Junmei's chest. His target was the 34D breasts that swayed back and forth with Junmei's body... Chapter 104: Bai Ying understands the eldest brother and Wu Junmei (26) Junmei was looking at the bed sheet with her eyes slightly narrowed, quietly enjoying the pleasure brought by the friction of her father's penis. Her father's hands were still tentatively reaching forward, and at the same time, his waist did not stop, continuing to thrust. Perhaps it was because her father's hands reaching towards Junmei's breasts left shadows under the reflection of the moonlight that Junmei saw a pair of dark shadows on the bed sheet constantly approaching her. Junmei opened her eyes wide and turned her head in an instant, and immediately saw the "black hands" reaching towards her chest. Junmei was stunned for a moment. Just as her father's hands were about to grab Junmei's breasts, Junmei suddenly grabbed her father's hands. Junmei abruptly grabbed and stopped her father's lustful hands, instantly clearing his dazed eyes. He looked at Junmei with a puzzled expression, and his thrusting stopped. Father and Junmei stared at each other, their hands still clasped, and the scene fell silent once more. After a dozen seconds, Junmei pouted her red lips and gently shook her head at her father, the meaning clear: she didn't want him to touch her breasts. "Dad, please don't touch my upper body. I don't know why, but besides Yingming and our son, I don't want anyone to touch my upper body. So… please let me feel less guilty, and let me retain some of my… dignity!" Seeing her father's puzzled look, Junmei explained softly, her voice low but her tone firm. Hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in her father's eyes. "However, regarding my lower body, you can do whatever you want except penetration…" Perhaps seeing the disappointment in her father's eyes, Junmei offered him another comforting word. Hearing Junmei's last words, the disappointment in her father's eyes lessened somewhat. He silently withdrew his hands and placed them back on Junmei's snowy buttocks. Seeing her father withdraw his hands, Junmei breathed a slight sigh of relief and turned her head back towards the inside of the bed. Her father stood there, took a deep breath, and then, with a thrust of his hips, began to pump between Junmei's legs again, "slap slap slap." Perhaps Junmei's earlier refusal had slightly displeased her father, for this time his thrusts were powerful and varied, seemingly venting his inner dissatisfaction, and also "revenge" for Junmei's refusal to let him touch her breasts. "Slap slap slap slap slap slap," the sounds of flesh colliding grew louder and crisper, sounding like someone being slapped. As the force and speed of the thrusts increased, the speed and extent of the friction between her glans and shaft against Junmei's vaginal opening increased, occasionally the glans would lightly glide across her vaginal opening, giving Junmei unparalleled stimulation. "Mmm...mmm..." The intense stimulation from her father's thrusting made Junmei finally let out a melodious moan. Her tightly bitten lower lip finally opened, emitting a moan that belonged to someone other than her husband. Her father's speed increased, and his strength grew. Sweat beaded on both their faces, and Junmei's bangs clung tightly to her forehead. "Ahhhhh..." Junmei's moans and her father's heavy breathing grew louder, and the bed creaked and groaned from their vigorous movements. All the sounds combined to create a symphony of sex, making him, watching from his computer, feel a painful, throbbing erection. The symphony continued, their speed increasing. As time passed, her father's movements reached a frenzied level. Junmei's buttocks were faintly red from the violent impacts of her father's hips. After a few more minutes, her father suddenly stopped, calming down, but this was the calm before the storm. Finally, the father grabbed Junmei's snowy buttocks, squeezing her white flesh tightly into a ball. His head, covered in white hair, was held high, his mouth and eyes wide open, yet no sound came out. His expression was different from before; now it seemed somewhat ferocious, as if he had reached the peak of his physical sensations. At this moment, the testicles beneath his penis began to contract violently and rapidly, as if desperately trying to expel what was inside. He knew his father had ejaculated, shooting his thick semen unreservedly between Junmei's legs… "Ah…" At the same time, due to the warm stimulation from the father's ejaculation, Junmei threw her head back, violently whipping her long hair around, opening her two sexy red lips, and letting out a moan of ecstasy. The father and Junmei's bodies trembled, the frequency of the trembling seemingly depending on the frequency of the father's ejaculation. He watched as his father's semen slowly seeped from the front of Junmei's legs, covering them completely. Her underwear, including the opening of her vagina, was also soaked with the thick semen. Although the underwear obstructed the view, he was certain that Junmei's labia had been somewhat enveloped and cleansed by his father's semen. The semen flowed more and more, slowly sliding down Junmei's thighs and onto their emerald green sheets. He felt as if he were wearing a hat, the same color as the sheets… The two remained motionless for a long time, only the quietly flowing semen signifying the passage of time. Finally, after ejaculating, his father gently stroked Junmei's buttocks a few times with lingering affection before slowly pulling back, withdrawing his semi-erect penis from between her legs. Lubricated by semen and Junmei's vaginal fluid, the father's penis glistened in the moonlight, like a sharp dagger. After being withdrawn, it swayed between his legs, the reflections flashing in his eyes from the computer screen. After her orgasm, Junmei calmed her trembling body and slowly pulled a few tissues from the bedside table. These tissues were originally meant for wiping after their lovemaking; she never imagined her father would need them. Junmei placed some tissues on her genitals, as if trying to stop the semen still trickling between her legs. She then held the tissues out to her father, like a wife serving her husband. The father took the tissues blankly, but instead of wiping his penis, he stood there, deeply ashamed and unsure what to do. "Dad, we... don't think too much about it. We didn't actually have sex, so don't feel too guilty. Just think of it as your daughter-in-law satisfying your sexual desires. As long as Yingming doesn't know, what we're doing... is still a good thing for this family, isn't it? So... go back and wipe yourself off and go to sleep, it's late." Seeing her father's guilty and helpless expression, Junmei suddenly came up with a lame excuse to distract him. At this moment, Junmei's face showed satisfaction, but also guilt, just like her father's. Although she was comforting her father, she was also comforting herself. "Thank you, Junmei, you're a good woman... I think we should both be quiet for a while now," her father murmured. At the end, he seemed unable to find the right words, and didn't understand his own feelings. Finally, he sighed and slowly turned away. Clutching the tissue Junmei had given him, he slowly walked out of the room. At this moment, Junmei sat on the bed, covering her lower body with a tissue, watching her father's departing figure. Hearing his footsteps fade away, she looked down at her lower body, then at the sheets already stained with semen. A bitter smile appeared on her face, and tears welled up in her eyes. With a sigh, she wiped away the tears with her other hand, slowly got out of bed, covered her lower body with the tissue, opened the door, and took small, hesitant steps towards the bathroom…Deep breathing filled the air. The father's thrusting hips repeatedly struck Junmei's snow-white buttocks, producing a "slap slap slap" sound of flesh colliding, a sound so pleasant and crisp. As the father continued thrusting, his lust grew stronger. After a while, his hands, which had been resting on Junmei's buttocks, gradually lifted and slowly reached towards Junmei's chest, his target being her 34D breasts that swayed back and forth with her body... Chapter 104: Bai Ying Understands the Boss and Wu Junmei (26) Junmei was currently looking at the bed sheet with her eyes slightly narrowed, quietly enjoying the pleasure brought by the friction of her father's penis. The father's hands were still tentatively reaching forward, and at the same time, his waist did not stop, continuing to thrust. Perhaps it was because the father's hands reaching towards Junmei's breasts left shadows under the reflection of the moonlight, Junmei saw a pair of dark shadows on the bed sheet constantly approaching her. Junmei's eyes widened instantly as she turned around, immediately seeing the "black hand" reaching for her breasts. Junmei froze, and just as her father's hand was about to grasp her breasts, she grabbed it. Her father's lustful hands were stopped by her sudden grasp, and his dazed eyes cleared instantly. He looked at Junmei with a puzzled expression, and his thrusting stopped. Father and Junmei stared at each other, their hands still clasped, and the scene fell silent once more. After a dozen seconds, Junmei pouted her red lips and gently shook her head at her father, the meaning clear: she didn't want him to touch her breasts. "Dad, please don't touch my upper body. I don't know why, but besides Yingming and our son, I don't want anyone to touch my upper body. So… please let me feel less guilty, and let me retain some of my… dignity!" Seeing her father's puzzled look, Junmei explained softly, her voice low but her tone firm. Hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in the father's eyes. "However, you can do whatever you want with my lower body, except for penetration..." Perhaps seeing the disappointment in her father's eyes, Junmei offered him another comforting word. Hearing Junmei's last words, the disappointment in the father's eyes lessened somewhat. He silently withdrew his hands and placed them back on Junmei's two snowy buttocks. Seeing her father withdraw his hands, Junmei breathed a slight sigh of relief and turned her head back towards the inside of the bed. The father stood there and took a deep breath, then thrust his hips forward, "slap slap slap," and began thrusting between Junmei's legs again. Perhaps Junmei's earlier refusal had slightly displeased the father, because this time his thrusts were powerful and varied, seemingly venting his inner dissatisfaction, and also "revenge" for Junmei's refusal to let him touch her breasts. "Slap slap slap slap slap slap," the sounds of flesh colliding grew louder and crisper, sounding like someone being slapped. As the force and speed of his thrusting increased, the father's glans and shaft rubbed against Junmei's vaginal opening more and more intensely. Occasionally, his glans would lightly glide across her vaginal opening, giving Junmei unparalleled stimulation. "Mmm...mmm..." The intense stimulation from her father's thrusting made Junmei finally unable to hold back her moans. Her tightly bitten lower lip finally opened, emitting sounds of pleasure from someone other than her husband. The father's speed and force increased. By this time, sweat had appeared on both their faces, and Junmei's bangs were stuck tightly to her forehead due to the sweat. "Ahhhhh..." Junmei's moans and her father's panting grew louder and louder. The bed creaked and groaned from their vigorous movements, all the sounds forming a symphony of sex, making him, who was watching in front of the computer, feel an erection that throbbed and ached. The symphony continued, the two of them moving faster and faster. As time passed, the father's actions reached a frenzied level. The violent impacts left Junmei's buttocks faintly red from the slaps of his hips. A few minutes later, the father suddenly stopped, his movements calming down—but this was the calm before the storm. Finally, the father grabbed Junmei's snow-white buttocks, squeezing her flesh tightly into a ball. His white-haired head was raised high, his mouth and eyes wide open, yet no sound came out. The father's expression was different now; it was somewhat ferocious, as if he had reached the peak of his physical climax. At this moment, the testicles beneath his penis began to contract violently and rapidly, as if desperately trying to expel what was inside. He knew his father had ejaculated, his thick semen shooting unreservedly between Junmei's legs… "Ah…" At the same time, the warm stimulation from her father's ejaculation caused Junmei to throw her head back, violently tossing her long hair, and open her two sexy red lips, letting out a moan of orgasm. His father and Junmei's bodies trembled, the frequency of their trembling seemingly depending on the frequency of his ejaculation. He saw his father's semen slowly gushing from the front of Junmei's legs, covering them completely, and her underwear, including her vaginal opening, was also covered in thick semen. Although her underwear obstructed the view, he was certain that Junmei's labia had been more or less enveloped and cleansed by her father's semen. The semen flowed more and more, slowly sliding down Junmei's thighs and onto their emerald green sheets. He felt as if he were wearing a hat, the same color as the sheets… The two remained still for a long time, only the quietly flowing semen signifying the passage of time. Finally, after ejaculating, the father gently stroked Junmei's buttocks a few times with lingering affection before slowly pulling back, withdrawing his semi-erect penis from between Junmei's legs. Lubricated by the semen and Junmei's vaginal fluid, his penis glistened in the moonlight, like a sharp dagger. After being pulled out, it swayed between his legs, the reflections flashing in his eyes from the computer screen. After her orgasm, Junmei calmed her trembling body and slowly pulled a few tissues from the bedside table. Those tissues were originally meant for him and Junmei to use after sex; he never imagined his father would need them one day. Junmei pulled out some tissues and placed some on her genitals, as if trying to stop the semen still trickling between her legs. She then held the tissues out to her father, looking like a wife serving her husband. Her father took the tissues blankly, but instead of wiping his penis, he stood there, deeply remorseful and unsure what to do. "Dad, we... don't think too much about it. We didn't really have sex, so don't feel too guilty. Just think of it as your daughter-in-law helping you satisfy your sexual desires. As long as Yingming doesn't know, what we're doing... is still a good thing for the family, isn't it? So... go back and wipe yourself down and go to sleep, it's late." Seeing her father's guilty and helpless expression, Junmei suddenly came up with a lame excuse to distract him. At this moment, Junmei's face showed satisfaction, but also guilt, just like her father's. Although she was comforting him, she was also comforting herself. "Thank you, Junmei, you're a good woman… I think we should both be quiet for a moment," her father murmured. At the end, he seemed unable to find the right words, and didn't understand his own feelings. He sighed and slowly turned away. Clutching the tissue Junmei had given him, he slowly walked out of the room. Meanwhile, Junmei, covering her lower body with the tissue, sat on the bed, watching her father's departing figure. Hearing his footsteps, she looked down at her lower body, then at the sheets already stained with semen. A bitter smile appeared on her face, and tears welled up in her eyes. With a sigh, Junmei wiped away the tears with her other hand, slowly got out of bed, covered her lower body with the tissue, opened the door, and took small, hesitant steps towards the bathroom…Deep breathing filled the air. The father's thrusting hips repeatedly struck Junmei's snow-white buttocks, producing a "slap slap slap" sound of flesh colliding, a sound so pleasant and crisp. As the father continued thrusting, his lust grew stronger. After a while, his hands, which had been resting on Junmei's buttocks, gradually lifted and slowly reached towards Junmei's chest, his target being her 34D breasts that swayed back and forth with her body... Chapter 104: Bai Ying Understands the Boss and Wu Junmei (26) Junmei was currently looking at the bed sheet with her eyes slightly narrowed, quietly enjoying the pleasure brought by the friction of her father's penis. The father's hands were still tentatively reaching forward, and at the same time, his waist did not stop, continuing to thrust. Perhaps it was because the father's hands reaching towards Junmei's breasts left shadows under the reflection of the moonlight, Junmei saw a pair of dark shadows on the bed sheet constantly approaching her. Junmei's eyes widened instantly as she turned around, immediately seeing the "black hand" reaching for her breasts. Junmei froze, and just as her father's hand was about to grasp her breasts, she grabbed it. Her father's lustful hands were stopped by her sudden grasp, and his dazed eyes cleared instantly. He looked at Junmei with a puzzled expression, and his thrusting stopped. Father and Junmei stared at each other, their hands still clasped, and the scene fell silent once more. After a dozen seconds, Junmei pouted her red lips and gently shook her head at her father, the meaning clear: she didn't want him to touch her breasts. "Dad, please don't touch my upper body. I don't know why, but besides Yingming and our son, I don't want anyone to touch my upper body. So… please let me feel less guilty, and let me retain some of my… dignity!" Seeing her father's puzzled look, Junmei explained softly, her voice low but her tone firm. Hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in the father's eyes. "However, you can do whatever you want with my lower body, except for penetration..." Perhaps seeing the disappointment in her father's eyes, Junmei offered him another comforting word. Hearing Junmei's last words, the disappointment in the father's eyes lessened somewhat. He silently withdrew his hands and placed them back on Junmei's two snowy buttocks. Seeing her father withdraw his hands, Junmei breathed a slight sigh of relief and turned her head back towards the inside of the bed. The father stood there and took a deep breath, then thrust his hips forward, "slap slap slap," and began thrusting between Junmei's legs again. Perhaps Junmei's earlier refusal had slightly displeased the father, because this time his thrusts were powerful and varied, seemingly venting his inner dissatisfaction, and also "revenge" for Junmei's refusal to let him touch her breasts. "Slap slap slap slap slap slap," the sounds of flesh colliding grew louder and crisper, sounding like someone being slapped. As the force and speed of his thrusting increased, the father's glans and shaft rubbed against Junmei's vaginal opening more and more intensely. Occasionally, his glans would lightly glide across her vaginal opening, giving Junmei unparalleled stimulation. "Mmm...mmm..." The intense stimulation from her father's thrusting made Junmei finally unable to hold back her moans. Her tightly bitten lower lip finally opened, emitting sounds of pleasure from someone other than her husband. The father's speed and force increased. By this time, sweat had appeared on both their faces, and Junmei's bangs were stuck tightly to her forehead due to the sweat. "Ahhhhh..." Junmei's moans and her father's panting grew louder and louder. The bed creaked and groaned from their vigorous movements, all the sounds forming a symphony of sex, making him, who was watching in front of the computer, feel an erection that throbbed and ached. The symphony continued, the two of them moving faster and faster. As time passed, the father's actions reached a frenzied level. The violent impacts left Junmei's buttocks faintly red from the slaps of his hips. A few minutes later, the father suddenly stopped, his movements calming down—but this was the calm before the storm. Finally, the father grabbed Junmei's snow-white buttocks, squeezing her flesh tightly into a ball. His white-haired head was raised high, his mouth and eyes wide open, yet no sound came out. The father's expression was different now; it was somewhat ferocious, as if he had reached the peak of his physical climax. At this moment, the testicles beneath his penis began to contract violently and rapidly, as if desperately trying to expel what was inside. He knew his father had ejaculated, his thick semen shooting unreservedly between Junmei's legs… "Ah…" At the same time, the warm stimulation from her father's ejaculation caused Junmei to throw her head back, violently tossing her long hair, and open her two sexy red lips, letting out a moan of orgasm. His father and Junmei's bodies trembled, the frequency of their trembling seemingly depending on the frequency of his ejaculation. He saw his father's semen slowly gushing from the front of Junmei's legs, covering them completely, and her underwear, including her vaginal opening, was also covered in thick semen. Although her underwear obstructed the view, he was certain that Junmei's labia had been more or less enveloped and cleansed by her father's semen. The semen flowed more and more, slowly sliding down Junmei's thighs and onto their emerald green sheets. He felt as if he were wearing a hat, the same color as the sheets… The two remained still for a long time, only the quietly flowing semen signifying the passage of time. Finally, after ejaculating, the father gently stroked Junmei's buttocks a few times with lingering affection before slowly pulling back, withdrawing his semi-erect penis from between Junmei's legs. Lubricated by the semen and Junmei's vaginal fluid, his penis glistened in the moonlight, like a sharp dagger. After being pulled out, it swayed between his legs, the reflections flashing in his eyes from the computer screen. After her orgasm, Junmei calmed her trembling body and slowly pulled a few tissues from the bedside table. Those tissues were originally meant for him and Junmei to use after sex; he never imagined his father would need them one day. Junmei pulled out some tissues and placed some on her genitals, as if trying to stop the semen still trickling between her legs. She then held the tissues out to her father, looking like a wife serving her husband. Her father took the tissues blankly, but instead of wiping his penis, he stood there, deeply remorseful and unsure what to do. "Dad, we... don't think too much about it. We didn't really have sex, so don't feel too guilty. Just think of it as your daughter-in-law helping you satisfy your sexual desires. As long as Yingming doesn't know, what we're doing... is still a good thing for the family, isn't it? So... go back and wipe yourself down and go to sleep, it's late." Seeing her father's guilty and helpless expression, Junmei suddenly came up with a lame excuse to distract him. At this moment, Junmei's face showed satisfaction, but also guilt, just like her father's. Although she was comforting him, she was also comforting herself. "Thank you, Junmei, you're a good woman… I think we should both be quiet for a moment," her father murmured. At the end, he seemed unable to find the right words, and didn't understand his own feelings. He sighed and slowly turned away. Clutching the tissue Junmei had given him, he slowly walked out of the room. Meanwhile, Junmei, covering her lower body with the tissue, sat on the bed, watching her father's departing figure. Hearing his footsteps, she looked down at her lower body, then at the sheets already stained with semen. A bitter smile appeared on her face, and tears welled up in her eyes. With a sigh, Junmei wiped away the tears with her other hand, slowly got out of bed, covered her lower body with the tissue, opened the door, and took small, hesitant steps towards the bathroom…A calm settled in. After a dozen seconds, Junmei pouted her red lips and gently shook her head at her father, her meaning clear: she didn't want him to touch her breasts. "Dad, please don't touch my upper body. I don't know why, but besides Yingming and our son, I don't want anyone to touch my upper body. So... please let me feel less guilty, and let me retain some of my inner... dignity!" Seeing her father's questioning gaze, Junmei explained softly, her voice low but her tone firm. Hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in her father's eyes. "However, regarding my lower body, you can do whatever you want except penetration..." Perhaps seeing her father's disappointed look, Junmei offered him some comfort. Hearing Junmei's last words, the disappointment in her father's eyes lessened somewhat. He silently withdrew his hands and placed them back on Junmei's snowy buttocks. Seeing her father withdraw his hands, Junmei breathed a slight sigh of relief and turned her head back towards the inside of the bed. The father stood there, took a deep breath, and then, with a thrust of his hips, began pumping between Junmei's legs again, "slap slap slap." Perhaps Junmei's earlier refusal had slightly displeased him; this time, his thrusts were powerful and varied, seemingly venting his inner frustration and as "revenge" for Junmei's refusal to let him touch her breasts. "Slap slap slap slap slap slap," the sounds of flesh colliding grew louder and crisper, sounding like someone being slapped. As the force and speed of his thrusts increased, the speed and intensity of his penis rubbing against Junmei's vaginal opening increased, occasionally the glans would lightly glide across her vaginal opening, giving Junmei unparalleled stimulation. "Mmm mmm mmm mmm..." The intense stimulation from her father's thrusts finally made Junmei unable to hold back her moans; her tightly bitten lower lip finally opened, emitting sounds of pleasure from someone other than her husband. The father's speed increased, his strength grew. Sweat beaded on both their faces, Junmei's bangs clinging tightly to her forehead. "Ahhhhh..." Junmei's moans and the father's heavy breathing grew louder, the bed creaking and groaning from their vigorous movements. All the sounds formed a symphony of sex, making the man watching on his computer feel a throbbing, aching erection. The symphony continued, their speed increasing. As time passed, the father's movements reached a frenzied pace. The violent thrusts left Junmei's buttocks slightly red from the slaps of his hips. A few minutes later, the father suddenly stopped, calming down—the calm before the storm. Finally, the father grabbed Junmei's snow-white buttocks, squeezing her flesh tightly, his white-haired head held high, mouth and eyes wide open, yet no sound emanating from him. The father's expression was different from before; it now appeared somewhat ferocious, as if he had reached the peak of his physical sensations. At this moment, the testicles beneath his penis began to contract violently and rapidly, as if desperately trying to expel what was inside. He knew that his father had ejaculated, releasing his thick semen without reservation between Junmei's legs… "Ah…" At the same time, due to the warm stimulation from the thick semen, Junmei threw her head back, violently whipping her long hair around, and opened her two sexy red lips, letting out a moan of orgasm. The father and Junmei's bodies trembled, the frequency of which seemed to depend on the frequency of the father's ejaculation. He saw that the father's semen slowly gushed out from the front of Junmei's legs, covering her thighs, and at the same time, Junmei's underwear, including the opening of her vagina, was covered with thick semen. Although her underwear was in the way, he was certain that Junmei's labia had been somewhat enveloped and cleansed by her father's semen. The semen flowed more and more, slowly sliding down Junmei's thighs and onto their emerald green sheets. He felt as if he were wearing a hat, the same color as the sheets… The two remained still for a long time, only the quietly flowing semen signifying the passage of time. Finally, after ejaculating, the father gently and reluctantly stroked Junmei's buttocks a few times before slowly pulling back, withdrawing his semi-erect penis from between her legs. Lubricated by the semen and Junmei's vaginal fluid, his penis glistened in the moonlight, like a sharp dagger. After being pulled out, it swayed back and forth between his father's legs, the reflections flashing in his eyes from the computer screen. After the climax, Junmei calmed her trembling body and slowly pulled out a few tissues from the bedside table. These tissues were originally intended for wiping after sex with her father; she never imagined her father would need them one day. After taking out the tissues, Junmei placed some on her genitals, as if trying to stop the semen still slowly flowing between her legs. She then held the tissues in her other hand and offered them to her father, looking like a wife serving her husband. Her father took the tissues blankly, but instead of wiping his penis, he stood there, deeply ashamed and unsure what to do. "Dad, we... don't think too much about it. We didn't actually have sex, so don't feel too guilty. Just think of it as your daughter-in-law satisfying your sexual desires. As long as Yingming doesn't know, what we're doing... is still a good thing for this family, isn't it? So... go back and wipe yourself off and go to sleep, it's late." Seeing her father's guilty and helpless expression, Junmei suddenly came up with a lame excuse to distract him. At this moment, Junmei's face showed satisfaction, but also guilt, just like her father's. Although she was comforting her father, she was also comforting herself. "Thank you, Junmei, you're a good woman... I think we should both be quiet for a while now," her father murmured. At the end, he seemed unable to find the right words, and didn't understand his own feelings. Finally, he sighed and slowly turned away. Clutching the tissue Junmei had given him, he slowly walked out of the room. At this moment, Junmei sat on the bed, covering her lower body with a tissue, watching her father's departing figure. Hearing his footsteps fade away, she looked down at her lower body, then at the sheets already stained with semen. A bitter smile appeared on her face, and tears welled up in her eyes. With a sigh, she wiped away the tears with her other hand, slowly got out of bed, covered her lower body with the tissue, opened the door, and took small, hesitant steps towards the bathroom…A calm settled in. After a dozen seconds, Junmei pouted her red lips and gently shook her head at her father, her meaning clear: she didn't want him to touch her breasts. "Dad, please don't touch my upper body. I don't know why, but besides Yingming and our son, I don't want anyone to touch my upper body. So... please let me feel less guilty, and let me retain some of my inner... dignity!" Seeing her father's questioning gaze, Junmei explained softly, her voice low but her tone firm. Hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in her father's eyes. "However, regarding my lower body, you can do whatever you want except penetration..." Perhaps seeing her father's disappointed look, Junmei offered him some comfort. Hearing Junmei's last words, the disappointment in her father's eyes lessened somewhat. He silently withdrew his hands and placed them back on Junmei's snowy buttocks. Seeing her father withdraw his hands, Junmei breathed a slight sigh of relief and turned her head back towards the inside of the bed. The father stood there, took a deep breath, and then, with a thrust of his hips, began pumping between Junmei's legs again, "slap slap slap." Perhaps Junmei's earlier refusal had slightly displeased him; this time, his thrusts were powerful and varied, seemingly venting his inner frustration and as "revenge" for Junmei's refusal to let him touch her breasts. "Slap slap slap slap slap slap," the sounds of flesh colliding grew louder and crisper, sounding like someone being slapped. As the force and speed of his thrusts increased, the speed and intensity of his penis rubbing against Junmei's vaginal opening increased, occasionally the glans would lightly glide across her vaginal opening, giving Junmei unparalleled stimulation. "Mmm mmm mmm mmm..." The intense stimulation from her father's thrusts finally made Junmei unable to hold back her moans; her tightly bitten lower lip finally opened, emitting sounds of pleasure from someone other than her husband. The father's speed increased, his strength grew. Sweat beaded on both their faces, Junmei's bangs clinging tightly to her forehead. "Ahhhhh..." Junmei's moans and the father's heavy breathing grew louder, the bed creaking and groaning from their vigorous movements. All the sounds formed a symphony of sex, making the man watching on his computer feel a throbbing, aching erection. The symphony continued, their speed increasing. As time passed, the father's movements reached a frenzied pace. The violent thrusts left Junmei's buttocks slightly red from the slaps of his hips. A few minutes later, the father suddenly stopped, calming down—the calm before the storm. Finally, the father grabbed Junmei's snow-white buttocks, squeezing her flesh tightly, his white-haired head held high, mouth and eyes wide open, yet no sound emanating from him. The father's expression was different from before; it now appeared somewhat ferocious, as if he had reached the peak of his physical sensations. At this moment, the testicles beneath his penis began to contract violently and rapidly, as if desperately trying to expel what was inside. He knew that his father had ejaculated, releasing his thick semen without reservation between Junmei's legs… "Ah…" At the same time, due to the warm stimulation from the thick semen, Junmei threw her head back, violently whipping her long hair around, and opened her two sexy red lips, letting out a moan of orgasm. The father and Junmei's bodies trembled, the frequency of which seemed to depend on the frequency of the father's ejaculation. He saw that the father's semen slowly gushed out from the front of Junmei's legs, covering her thighs, and at the same time, Junmei's underwear, including the opening of her vagina, was covered with thick semen. Although her underwear was in the way, he was certain that Junmei's labia had been somewhat enveloped and cleansed by her father's semen. The semen flowed more and more, slowly sliding down Junmei's thighs and onto their emerald gree
After watching this part, Bai Yingming stopped the video recording. He lit a cigarette and began to calm himself down. His father and Junmei hadn't actually had sex; at most, it was leg-to-leg contact. Knowing the truth, he felt a mix of disappointment and relief, and was also moved that Junmei had remained chaste for him at the last moment. Regardless, last night Junmei and his father had made a significant breakthrough; they both knew about each other's desires. His plan had unintentionally taken a big step forward, and was developing in a positive direction. It could satisfy Junmei's sexual desires, preventing her from having an affair; and it could also satisfy his father's sexual desires, ensuring his happiness in his later years after losing his lover. As his wife Junmei said, as long as they kept it from him, everything they had done was beneficial to the family, at least more beneficial than harmful. He didn't feel any resentment towards Junmei and his father for keeping it from him; perhaps Junmei's concealment was also a "white lie"? After finishing his cigarette, Bai Yingming continued watching the video. His wife, Junmei, went to the bathroom to shower and returned to the bedroom, staring blankly at the semen-stained, suggestive sheets. After a while, Junmei found a brand new sheet in the closet and slowly changed the one stained with their love fluids. Junmei's movements were slow, her fingers trembling slightly. During the process, he noticed some water droplets dripping from Junmei's face, which was hidden by her hair. After the climax, her clear mind made Junmei realize that she had still been controlled by desire and had done something to betray him, even though she had ultimately preserved her innocence. But the guilt and self-reproach in her heart still made her cry silently. Tears continued to drip onto the old sheet; what should have taken a few minutes to change took Junmei a full ten minutes. After changing the sheet, Junmei took out tissues, sat on the edge of the bed, and began to cry, the tears seemingly unstoppable. As she cried, Junmei's shoulders trembled slightly. Chapter 105: Bai Ying understands that the eldest brother and Wu Junmei (27) Looking at Junmei's sadness in the video, he also felt sad. Was what he did right or wrong? He touched the screen with his hand, wanting to wipe away Junmei's sad tears, but all of this was in vain. After crying for a while, his wife Junmei's eyes, which were already red and swollen from crying, looked at their wedding photo on the headboard. Junmei slowly stood up, holding a tissue in one hand to cover her mouth and crying, while lovingly touching him in the wedding photo with the other hand. Her eyes were full of guilt, self-blame, deep affection, and love. Seeing this, he began to worry that Junmei might not be able to get over the hurdle in her heart and might do something rash. If something unfortunate really happened to Junmei, he would regret it for the rest of his life. His wife Junmei was still crying while touching his photo, but he in the photo could not wipe away her sad tears. Perhaps exhausted from crying, Junmei slowly lay down on the new sheets, turning to face the inside of the bed, stroking the other side where he used to sleep at home. Junmei quietly touched the spot where he had once slept, a happy smile on her tear-stained face. He knew she must be missing him terribly. Lost in deep love and longing for him, Junmei slowly drifted off to sleep, tears still on her face. Even in her sleep, she sobbed softly. Seeing Junmei's appearance, his heart suddenly ached, and he desperately wanted to get up and return home to comfort his wounded wife. In the bedroom, her father, Bai Laoda, tossed and turned in bed, his eyes tightly closed, occasionally letting out heavy sighs. Sometimes he would sit up, bury his face in his knees, and furiously clutch his white hair, his expression filled with pain. This night was far from peaceful… Bai Yingming froze the recording at the moment Junmei woke up in the morning. After getting up, Junmei was still feeling down. She went through her usual routine of washing up and putting on makeup. Once she finished, she picked up her phone, seemingly searching for something. But after finding what she was looking for, she hesitated, biting her lower lip and staring blankly at the screen. Her finger hovered over the green call button, but she didn't press it. He knew she was going to call him, but she was hesitating. After a long pause, Junmei put down her phone, covering her face with her hands. It was clear she hadn't recovered from last night's pain. Finally, Junmei took a deep breath, put her phone in her bag, and left the bedroom. As she put on her shoes at the door, her gaze drifted towards her father's bedroom. Her gaze held a mixture of avoidance, inner turmoil, struggle, and confusion, perhaps even a hint of infatuation—a complex look, one that was forever unfathomable. Finally, Junmei went to work. As usual, the father, who greeted Junmei and looked after his granddaughter every morning, didn't leave his bedroom this morning. He had taken Minmin into the bedroom sometime during the day. Perhaps he couldn't face Junmei, his daughter-in-law. He wasn't asleep in the bedroom; he was holding Minmin, his eyes fixed on the door. His gaze was filled with self-reproach, longing, avoidance, and urgency, as if he wanted to see Junmei through the door. Hearing Junmei leave, the father sighed in relief, slowly got up, and walked out of the bedroom, his back now even more unsteady. When it was time to get off work in the evening, Junmei would normally be home by 5 pm, but he stopped at 5 pm, and she still hadn't returned. He wondered if she had gone somewhere else. In the living room, the father, anxious and afraid to face her, kept glancing at the clock on the wall, seemingly also wondering why Junmei hadn't returned yet. Time ticked by, and when the clock struck 5:40, the door finally clicked open with the sound of a key. Bai Yingming, sitting at the computer, and her father, Bai Laoda, sitting in the living room in the video, both turned their gazes toward the opening door. Suddenly, the father's body trembled slightly, revealing his extreme nervousness. The door opened, and Junmei, dressed in a bright green dress, slowly walked in. Upon seeing her, Bai Laoda abruptly turned his head away, pretending to look at his granddaughter, and gently patted her, though his trembling shoulders and hands betrayed his tension. After entering, Junmei bent down to take off her high-heeled sandals, never once looking up at her father during this process. At this moment, neither of them knew how to face each other. After taking off her sandals, Junmei placed her bag on the shoe cabinet, glanced at her father out of the corner of her eye, and hurried back to her bedroom. Perhaps she was particularly afraid of being alone with her father in the living room; she was sure he was watching her every move closely. Usually, Junmei would greet her father upon entering, and he would pick up Minmin to greet her. But today, they were unusually quiet, as if neither dared to speak to the other. When Junmei reached the bedroom door, she suddenly stopped. She placed her hand on the doorknob and breathed softly a few times. "Dad, after Minmin falls asleep, make me some noodles with soybean paste. I'm so tired today, I won't cook. It's been so long since I've had your noodles with soybean paste," Junmei said softly to her father after calming herself down. Her words were calm, just like always. As she spoke, Junmei's face remained turned towards the door, never looking at her father. After saying this, she entered the room with a speed that seemed like she was fleeing. Hearing Junmei speak, her father, Bai Laoda, quickly turned to look at her. After hearing her words, he stared blankly at the closed door after she entered the bedroom for a long while, then a relieved smile appeared on his face—a smile tinged with relief, relaxation, happiness, and comfort. He quickly put Minmin in the crib and ran to the kitchen to make Junmei's favorite fried noodles. He knew that Junmei's words meant she didn't resent him, her father-in-law, because of what happened last night; she still treated him the same as before. Those simple words represented a hint of reconciliation and affirmation. At this moment, the father sensed Junmei in the bedroom, leaning against the wall, her chest heaving, her face slightly flushed, revealing her nervousness. She had just broken the silence and taken great courage to speak to him. Now, hearing the sounds of her father busily cooking in the kitchen, a hint of relaxation and sweet happiness appeared on her face… After calming her nerves, Junmei, still leaning against the wall, inadvertently noticed their wedding photo on the bedside table. She gazed at it intently, her eyes gradually welling with tears. She slowly walked to the photo and gently stroked it. Perhaps moved by the sight, Junmei picked up her phone, took a few deep breaths to calm herself, and slowly dialed Bai Yingming's number. What followed was that unusual phone call. Seeing this, Bai Yingming finally understood the source of his wife Junmei's strange tone and crying during her phone call tonight. He believed that whenever she thought of him, her guilt would be rekindled, especially when she saw his photo and heard his voice. "Junmei, dinner's ready." Just as his wife Junmei was on the phone with him, his father, Bai Laoda, suddenly pushed open the door and entered. Upon seeing her father, Junmei hurriedly hung up the phone in a panic. At the time, Bai Yingming had wondered why, after kissing his wife on the phone, he...Just as he was about to say something more, his wife, Junmei, suddenly hung up the phone. It turned out her father had abruptly interrupted her. Perhaps he had taken the phone away from his ear and blew a kiss to her through the microphone, and hadn't heard the door open or his father's voice on the other end. Realizing this, the whole truth became clear. After quickly hanging up, Junmei turned and gently wiped away her tears before leaving the bedroom with her father. In the living room, they quietly ate their noodles, neither speaking, only the slurping sounds of their food filling the air. Occasionally, her father would glance at her, seemingly hesitant to speak. "Junmei, I'm so sorry about last night. I was drunk and did something wrong. Don't take it to heart. Just think of it as a dream. I won't do it again," the father said softly, putting down his chopsticks after a while. "Dad, what's wrong? I'm not blaming you. Didn't we talk about it last night? Don't overthink it. Actually, Yingming and I have neglected your feelings before. We didn't know your life would be so hard after Grandma passed away. I'm not blaming you. I can still help you if you need it in the future." Hearing her father's words, his wife Junmei suddenly seemed flustered. After a moment of hesitation, she put down her chopsticks and slowly comforted her father. "I thought about it for a long time today. Before a big mistake is made, it's not too late. And just now when I went to the bedroom to call you for dinner, I saw you crying. I felt really bad. I don't want you to get hurt, really." The father, Bai Laoda, suddenly spoke with great sadness, his expression filled with even deeper pain and guilt. It seemed that seeing his wife Junmei crying had brought all his desires to a sudden realization. He thought of his son, Bai Yingming, and his family, so he decided to abandon what happened last night and go back to the way things were before. Hearing this, Bai Yingming, sitting at his computer, suddenly tensed up. Please don't let it be! Wouldn't that mean going back to square one? All his efforts would be in vain. Chapter 106: Bai Ying Understands the Eldest Brother and Wu Junmei (28) "Okay, Dad, as long as it feels good, I'll listen to you. If you need anything in the future, just tell me, okay? Don't do that anymore, it's bad for your health." Hearing her father's heartfelt words, a hint of disappointment flashed in Junmei's eyes, but she was also very certain of her father's decision, after all, she also felt sorry for her husband. For the two of them now, they couldn't have both fish and bear's paw, so they had to give up the fish and take the bear's paw. Oh no, things are starting to turn around, no, Bai Yingming has to strike while the iron is hot, he must not let things go back to the beginning, he has to think of other ways. After finishing their meal, the two got up to clean the table. But while washing the dishes, Junmei and her father fought over who would wash the dishes, and while they were fighting, their hands accidentally grabbed each other again. When they grabbed each other, their bodies trembled at the same time, they looked at each other, and suddenly they both fell silent. After a while, seeing his wife Junmei's face gradually flush with embarrassment, the father was the first to release her hand. He hesitated for a moment, then clasped his hands tightly, seemingly still savoring the wonderful feel of his wife's delicate hands. "Alright, you go wash them. I'll go check on Minmin," the father said, turning back to the living room to watch TV and comfort Minmin. Junmei, having recovered her composure, hurried into the kitchen to wash the dishes. After washing the dishes, instead of going back to the bedroom to surf the internet as usual, she stayed in the living room, sitting beside her father and watching TV together. Occasionally, they would discuss the plot of the show, laughing and joking. The previous awkwardness had disappeared. However, neither of them noticed that their tone and language were different now; there seemed to be a hint of ambiguity in their conversation. Occasionally, when her father teased Junmei, she would playfully punch him with her small fist. Last night's events brought the two closer than before, these subtle changes gradually unfolding between them. Everything was different now. Seeing this, Bai Yingming felt things hadn't gotten too bad; at least the gains were quite substantial. As long as he continued to push things along, there was a possibility of a turnaround. After all, once things had begun, there was no going back. Although his wife Junmei and father, Bai Laoda, were both trying to avoid the incident, it had already happened, taken root in their hearts. Even if they tried to avoid it, they could never go back to the way things were, because Pandora's box had been opened, and unexpected things often happened unexpectedly. When it was time to sleep, the two greeted each other and returned to their respective bedrooms. Their expressions were very natural as they spoke, but after parting, neither of them noticed a hint of lingering resentment in their eyes. His wife Junmei went to her bedroom first. After lying in bed for a while, his wife, Junmei, couldn't fall asleep, so she got out of bed and turned on the computer. This time, she didn't browse the websites, but instead opened the forum again. After briefly looking through the forum, she started writing in her journal. Seeing this, Bai Yingming believed his wife would pour out her heart about what happened last night and just now online. His wife continued writing slowly, her expression showing guilt, confusion, self-blame, happiness, and satisfaction. Sitting in front of the computer, he checked the time; it was already past 11 pm. He smiled bitterly; he hadn't realized he'd been watching for so long. He turned off the recording and turned on the home security camera. He found that his wife and father were already in bed. Although they were both in bed, they tossed and turned, seemingly not fully recovered from last night's events. For them, tonight would likely be another sleepless night. The security camera continued to play, but the two remained quietly in bed. It seemed there wouldn't be any progress tonight, especially since they had already discussed it openly at the dinner table. Sighing, Bai Yingming lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought. Although his wife, Junmei, and his father, Bai Laoda, both desired each other, he and his family were the biggest obstacles preventing them from taking that step. While he was anxious and disappointed, this was understandable. If they were to disregard everything and have sex now, he would inevitably be disappointed in his wife and father. Knowing them as rational and family-oriented people, he knew the time wasn't right; things wouldn't escalate into marriage. Suddenly, Bai Yingming remembered the blog post his wife, Junmei, had written on the surveillance footage. There must be something new in it; perhaps he could find a breakthrough in her new post. After confirming again on the live monitor that his wife had turned off the computer, he went to the forum and opened his wife's account. Pink Lily—his wife's nickname hadn't been changed. He had no interest in looking at anything else; he went straight to his wife Junmei's personal homepage, found the blog post, and eagerly clicked on it...She felt guilty towards her husband. For the two of them now, it was a choice between two equally desirable but mutually exclusive options. Oh no, things were starting to turn around! No, Bai Yingming had to strike while the iron was hot; he couldn't let things go back to square one. He had to think of another way. After dinner, the two got up to clear the table. But while washing the dishes, his wife Junmei and father argued over who would wash them, and in the process, their hands inadvertently touched. When their hands met, they both trembled simultaneously, looked at each other, and suddenly fell silent. After a while, seeing Junmei's face gradually flush with embarrassment, her father was the first to release her hand. After an awkward moment, he clasped his hands tightly, seemingly still savoring the wonderful feel of his wife Junmei's delicate hands. "Alright, you go wash them. I'll go check on Minmin," the father said, turning back to the living room to watch TV and comfort Minmin. Junmei also recovered and hurriedly went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. After washing the dishes, his wife, Junmei, didn't go back to the bedroom to surf the internet as usual. Instead, she stayed in the living room, sitting next to her father and watching TV together. They occasionally discussed the plot, laughing and joking. The previous barriers between them had disappeared. However, neither of them noticed that their tone and language were different; there seemed to be a hint of ambiguity in their conversations. Occasionally, when her father, Bai Laoda, teased Junmei, she would playfully punch him. Last night's events had brought them closer, and these subtle changes were gradually taking place between them. Everything was different now. Seeing this, Bai Yingming felt things hadn't gotten too bad; at least the gains were considerable. If he continued to push things along, there was a possibility of a turnaround. After all, things had already started, and there was no going back. Although his wife Junmei and father, Bai Laoda, were both secretly avoiding the incident, it had already happened and taken root in their hearts. No matter how much they tried to avoid it, they could never go back to the way things were. Pandora's box had been opened, and unexpected things often happened unexpectedly. When it was time for bed, the two greeted each other and returned to their respective bedrooms. Their expressions were very natural as they spoke, but after parting, neither of them noticed a hint of lingering resentment in their eyes. Junmei went back to her bedroom first. After lying in bed for a while, she seemed unable to sleep, so she got up and turned on the computer. This time, she didn't browse the websites, but instead opened the forum. After briefly looking around, she began writing in her journal. Seeing this, Bai Yingming believed that his wife Junmei would pour out her heart about what had happened the previous night and just now online. Junmei continued writing slowly, her expression showing guilt, confusion, self-reproach, happiness, and contentment. Sitting in front of the computer, he checked the time; it was already past 11 PM. He smiled bitterly, realizing he'd been watching for so long without realizing it. He turned off the recording and turned on the home security camera. He saw that his wife, Junmei, and father were already in bed. Although they were both lying in bed, they tossed and turned, seemingly not fully recovered from last night's events. For them, tonight would likely be another sleepless night. The security camera continued to play, but the two remained quietly in bed. It seemed there would be no progress tonight; after all, they had already discussed it openly at the dinner table. Sigh, he lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought. Although his wife, Junmei, and father, Bai Laoda, had both felt desire for each other, he and his family were the biggest obstacles preventing them from taking that step. Although he was anxious and disappointed, wasn't this just human nature? If the two of them were to disregard everything and engage in full-blown sexual intercourse right now, he would inevitably be disappointed in his wife, Junmei, and his father. Knowing them as he did, they were both rational and family-oriented people; the time wasn't right, and things wouldn't escalate into marriage. At this moment, Bai Yingming suddenly remembered the diary entry his wife, Junmei, had just written on the surveillance footage. There must be something new in it; perhaps he could find a breakthrough in her new entry. After confirming again on the live surveillance that his wife, Junmei, had turned off her computer, he entered the forum and opened his wife's account. Pink Lily—his wife's nickname hadn't been changed. He didn't care about anything else; he went straight to his wife's profile, found the diary entry, and eagerly clicked on it…She felt guilty towards her husband. For the two of them now, it was a choice between two equally desirable but mutually exclusive options. Oh no, things were starting to turn around! No, Bai Yingming had to strike while the iron was hot; he couldn't let things go back to square one. He had to think of another way. After dinner, the two got up to clear the table. But while washing the dishes, his wife Junmei and father argued over who would wash them, and in the process, their hands inadvertently touched. When their hands met, they both trembled simultaneously, looked at each other, and suddenly fell silent. After a while, seeing Junmei's face gradually flush with embarrassment, her father was the first to release her hand. After an awkward moment, he clasped his hands tightly, seemingly still savoring the wonderful feel of his wife Junmei's delicate hands. "Alright, you go wash them. I'll go check on Minmin," the father said, turning back to the living room to watch TV and comfort Minmin. Junmei also recovered and hurriedly went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. After washing the dishes, his wife, Junmei, didn't go back to the bedroom to surf the internet as usual. Instead, she stayed in the living room, sitting next to her father and watching TV together. They occasionally discussed the plot, laughing and joking. The previous barriers between them had disappeared. However, neither of them noticed that their tone and language were different; there seemed to be a hint of ambiguity in their conversations. Occasionally, when her father, Bai Laoda, teased Junmei, she would playfully punch him. Last night's events had brought them closer, and these subtle changes were gradually taking place between them. Everything was different now. Seeing this, Bai Yingming felt things hadn't gotten too bad; at least the gains were considerable. If he continued to push things along, there was a possibility of a turnaround. After all, things had already started, and there was no going back. Although his wife Junmei and father, Bai Laoda, were both secretly avoiding the incident, it had already happened and taken root in their hearts. No matter how much they tried to avoid it, they could never go back to the way things were. Pandora's box had been opened, and unexpected things often happened unexpectedly. When it was time for bed, the two greeted each other and returned to their respective bedrooms. Their expressions were very natural as they spoke, but after parting, neither of them noticed a hint of lingering resentment in their eyes. Junmei went back to her bedroom first. After lying in bed for a while, she seemed unable to sleep, so she got up and turned on the computer. This time, she didn't browse the websites, but instead opened the forum. After briefly looking around, she began writing in her journal. Seeing this, Bai Yingming believed that his wife Junmei would pour out her heart about what had happened the previous night and just now online. Junmei continued writing slowly, her expression showing guilt, confusion, self-reproach, happiness, and contentment. Sitting in front of the computer, he checked the time; it was already past 11 PM. He smiled bitterly, realizing he'd been watching for so long without realizing it. He turned off the recording and turned on the home security camera. He saw that his wife, Junmei, and father were already in bed. Although they were both lying in bed, they tossed and turned, seemingly not fully recovered from last night's events. For them, tonight would likely be another sleepless night. The security camera continued to play, but the two remained quietly in bed. It seemed there would be no progress tonight; after all, they had already discussed it openly at the dinner table. Sigh, he lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought. Although his wife, Junmei, and father, Bai Laoda, had both felt desire for each other, he and his family were the biggest obstacles preventing them from taking that step. Although he was anxious and disappointed, wasn't this just human nature? If the two of them were to disregard everything and engage in full-blown sexual intercourse right now, he would inevitably be disappointed in his wife, Junmei, and his father. Knowing them as he did, they were both rational and family-oriented people; the time wasn't right, and things wouldn't escalate into marriage. At this moment, Bai Yingming suddenly remembered the diary entry his wife, Junmei, had just written on the surveillance footage. There must be something new in it; perhaps he could find a breakthrough in her new entry. After confirming again on the live surveillance that his wife, Junmei, had turned off her computer, he entered the forum and opened his wife's account. Pink Lily—his wife's nickname hadn't been changed. He didn't care about anything else; he went straight to his wife's profile, found the diary entry, and eagerly clicked on it…
Night fell quickly, and it was still so quiet. How wonderful it would be if every night were like this. But last night was one I would never forget. Although I've tried to control my emotions, my physical needs have become irresistible. Especially with my father-in-law every day, my desire and stimulation have only increased. Since that night, the pleasure he gave me has been constantly on my mind, something I can't stop thinking about. Although there was no actual penetration that night, the pleasure of the climax is something I can't forget. Last night, I finally experienced that stimulation and pleasure again, even more intense than last time—a blissful exhaustion. My husband has to go on a business trip for a week. When he's home, just looking at his face every day helps alleviate my desires to some extent; at least his presence keeps me alert. The thought of being alone with my father-in-law for a week after he leaves fills me with both fear and longing. After my husband left home, I couldn't bear missing him and called him frequently. I worried he might be underdressed and catch a cold, that he might be drinking too much and harming his health, and that he might not be taking his medication on time, thus delaying his treatment… My husband's image was constantly on my mind, making it impossible for me to concentrate at work; my heart was filled with his presence. Only when I returned home at night and saw my father-in-law did I temporarily sever my longing for my husband. However, his absence and being alone with him stirred my heart again. Last night, after having dinner with my father-in-law, I returned to my bedroom. As I was about to lock the door, I suddenly remembered that my husband wasn't home; it was just the two of us, adults, at home. Due to my desire and lingering memories of our last passionate encounter, I abandoned the idea of locking the door. I wondered if my father-in-law might take advantage of my husband's absence and enter my bedroom to take advantage of me. My heart was filled with both anticipation and resistance; this complex and contradictory thought calmed me down. In the end, I didn't lock the door; I left it to fate, even though I knew the chances of my father-in-law entering my room were almost zero. After turning off the lights and getting into bed, I couldn't fall asleep no matter what I did. The feeling of masturbating in my father-in-law's bedroom kept replaying in my mind, making my genitals unbearably itchy. I secretly hoped that my father-in-law would suddenly come to my room, and my mind raced with these thoughts. My physical desires were stimulated to the maximum in my fantasies. I started masturbating in my own bedroom, but this time it was nothing compared to the time with my father-in-law. Time passed slowly, and as I was enjoying my masturbation, I suddenly heard my father-in-law leaving the bedroom. His footsteps were getting closer and closer to my door. Although I knew that my father-in-law was probably going to the bathroom, I couldn't help but have a sliver of hope that a miracle would happen. Slowly, my father-in-law's footsteps stopped at my door. Although I had hoped for it, I didn't expect that my father-in-law would actually come to my room. I was extremely nervous and at a loss. Just in case, I quickly lay down and pretended to be asleep, lying on my side with my legs bent, perhaps this position would make me feel a little safer. I tried to calm myself down. At that moment, my anticipation gradually faded, replaced by fear—the fear that my father-in-law would really come in. After a while, just when I thought he was about to leave, I suddenly heard the door lock open. My heart skipped a beat, and my breathing stopped. I tightly closed my eyes, afraid to let him notice my distress. What should I do? Should I get up and ask him to stop, or continue pretending to be asleep? My mind was in turmoil, filled with hesitation and struggle. At the same time, I was also filled with doubt. Had my father-in-law really drunk himself into a stupor? Had he lost control while intoxicated? That would give him the audacity to enter my room. This made no sense at all. I couldn't understand it. While I was still pondering and hesitating, I felt my father-in-law lift my nightgown and stroke my buttocks with his aged hand. Those wrinkled, calloused hands gave my buttocks a strong stimulation. However, due to my nervousness, I did not feel the stimulation brought by my father-in-law's caress. My heart was filled with tension, fear, and confusion. My mind was blank and I was at a loss. I was thinking and did not realize the passage of time. Suddenly, something warm and wet touched my exposed buttocks. Could it be my father-in-law's glans? It was so warm and wet. I realized that it was my father-in-law's tongue. My father-in-law's tongue began to lick my buttocks inch by inch. Occasionally, he would suck and kiss me. At this moment, I was hesitating and thinking. I was confused by the strong stimulation brought by my father-in-law's licking. I gave up thinking and gave up the idea of getting up to refuse my father-in-law. The desire that I had not finished masturbating was rekindled by my father-in-law little by little. Chapter 107: Bai Ying understands that I have never experienced that feeling before. Even when my husband was healthy, he never licked my buttocks. I don't want to think about anything now. I just want to feel my father-in-law's licking and caressing. Time ticked by, and as I savored the pleasurable sensation on my buttocks, I suddenly felt my father-in-law's tongue leave, and the stimulating feeling vanished abruptly. Just as I was still basking in the afterglow, my genitals were suddenly licked by my father-in-law. The sensation was incomparable; my husband had never done this to me before. This feeling of my genitals being licked was something I had never experienced before. The intense pleasure of my father-in-law suddenly licking my genitals almost made me cry out. I tried my best to control my body, to stop myself from trembling, to stop myself from moaning, and to keep my father-in-law from noticing. Slowly, my genitals began to secrete fluid, but it was quickly licked clean by my father-in-law. After licking for a while, his mouth and tongue left my genitals again, and the intense stimulation vanished instantly, leaving only a lingering, pleasurable aftertaste. At this moment, the pleasure suddenly disappeared, and my consciousness began to clear. What would my father-in-law do next? Would he pull down my panties and insert his penis? Should I let him? While I was hesitating, I suddenly felt something round and thick pressing against the entrance of my vagina, as if it was about to break through. I knew it was my father-in-law's penis. Was he going to rub my private parts through my underwear?
If this indirect friction could bring pleasure to both of us, I could accept it; after all, it wasn't real sex, and I wasn't prepared or planning to have sex with a man other than my husband. Tonight's events were beyond my expectations, and I was still in a daze. Just as I was guessing what my father-in-law was planning, I felt a hand hook around the bottom of my underwear, and the back of that hand even touched my labia. I was stunned. What was he going to do? Was he really going to pull down my underwear and penetrate me? I must be wrong; my father-in-law wouldn't do that. I reassured myself, while trying to remain calm and not give myself away. If I gave myself away and my father-in-law found out, how would we get along at home afterward?
Just as I was silently praying, the hand hooked on the bottom of my underwear suddenly tightened its grip. I instantly felt the hand pulling upwards, clearly trying to pull my underwear down. The glans was still pressed tightly against my vaginal opening; once the underwear was pulled down, he could enter without any hindrance. It was urgent, and I didn't have time to think. Before the underwear was completely pulled down, I didn't care about anything else. I reflexively sat up, forcefully pulling away the hand hooking my underwear, and uncontrollably screamed, "No!"... My scream echoed in the bedroom, startling my father-in-law, who was gradually aroused. He stood there nervously, at a loss. I, too, was bewildered by my own sudden action. Time seemed to stand still, the atmosphere incredibly tense. I was the first to break the silence. I thought of many things to say, but the first question that finally came out was, "Why?" Because this was also the question in my heart: why had my father-in-law suddenly entered my room? I desperately wanted to know the answer. My father-in-law pondered for a long time, hesitant to speak. But the answer that followed was completely unexpected. It turned out that he hadn't been drunk and asleep that night; he had woken up halfway through the act and witnessed everything. I was shocked. I had assumed he hadn't noticed what happened that night, but suddenly I knew he knew everything. My face burned with shame. I wanted to escape and deny it, but I couldn't find an excuse or reason, and could only stammer, unable to speak. Perhaps relieved from the oppressive atmosphere, he began to tell me little by little. It turned out he had known all along that my husband had sexual problems. Combined with my masturbation on him that night, he had begun to worry about me and the family. Furthermore, after my mother-in-law's death, his unresolved sexual needs in his later years, coupled with the influence of alcohol, led him to his impulsive actions that night. At this point, everything became clear to me. Slowly, I was moved by my father-in-law's sincere emotions and words, and I believed everything he said was true. My husband and I hadn't really given him a happy old age, yet he still toils and worries for the family at his advanced age. Things are much better now; my husband's company is doing well, and his two older sisters are wealthier. However, my husband's family wasn't well-off when he was young, and his mother was seriously ill. Back then, my father-in-law single-handedly supported the family, and he never gave up. That takes incredible willpower. Even now, our family can't compare to my sisters' families, so he still wholeheartedly cares for us. Thinking about this, I suddenly felt guilty towards him. Seeing him weeping uncontrollably filled me with immense sorrow. Especially when he tried to leave the house to escape what had happened that day, I couldn't suppress my emotions anymore. I couldn't find a reason to blame him. As he turned to leave the room, I suddenly grabbed him uncontrollably—it was truly an instinctive reaction. Thinking of my father-in-law's tearful apology and his frail body apologizing to me, I couldn't bring myself to blame this poor old man. I decided to do something for this kind and simple man. I started masturbating him, wanting to help him release his pent-up emotions, as if it were something I could do for him. Gradually, his previously limp penis became erect again. Although I had seen it once before, I was still shocked by its large size. Perhaps because of the alcohol, my senses were dulled; my hand ached, but my father-in-law still showed no signs of ejaculating. At the same time, my own desire grew stronger. I couldn't just satisfy my father-in-law alone; I needed to satisfy myself too. Just then, I suddenly remembered a form of mutual masturbation I had seen in erotic articles recently: using one's legs to masturbate another while simultaneously rubbing one's own genitals. Without penetration, it was the most stimulating and pleasurable form of masturbation. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt an itch, my genitals became increasingly itchy, and I felt myself becoming wet. Thinking of this, I lay down and, following the method described in the novel, slowly moistened my legs with my love juice, sandwiching my father-in-law's penis between them. My father-in-law wasn't too oblivious; he immediately understood and began thrusting. Instantly, a wave of pleasure surged from my genitals. The friction between his thick, long shaft and egg-sized glans during the thrusting was countless times more stimulating than masturbation. However, due to ethics and modesty, I suppressed my moans, perhaps afraid of being ridiculed by him, or perhaps still feeling some resistance. Just as I was secretly enjoying myself, I suddenly saw a pair of dark shadows slowly reaching towards me on the bed. Feeling strange, I turned around and saw my father-in-law reaching out to grab my breasts. A sudden wave of resistance washed over me. I didn't know why I resisted my father-in-law touching my breasts; logically, after he had kissed my genitals, what did it matter if he touched my breasts? But my body's instincts still rejected my father-in-law. Thinking it over carefully, I realized I still wanted to preserve another forbidden zone for my husband; perhaps this would lessen my guilt. Seeing my refusal, my father-in-law gave up. His thrusts became stronger and more forceful, the intense stimulation and pleasure finally making me unable to suppress my moans. I began to let out loud moans, the stimulation and exhilaration making me feel like I was about to fly into the blue sky, my body floating. The feeling was indescribable. My father-in-law's movements became increasingly larger, finally culminating in a powerful thrust...

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