"Youthful Sexual Affairs: The Erotic Past of a Post-80s Generation" - Chapter 163: The Follow-up Development of a Married Woman

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"Your soul is still intact; mine was long ago stolen by you."
Lin Qing kneaded Teacher Huang's soft, smooth breasts.
"That's awful, always choosing a time when people are showering,"
Teacher Huang then pinched his buttocks hard with her other hand.
"How could we miss seeing a beauty emerging from her bath?"
Lin Qing grimaced and pretended to be in pain. "Ugh."
Teacher Huang couldn't help but laugh when he heard Lin Qing's exaggerated words, "She just has a good tongue, so it's impossible for people to hate her."
"Oh, you hate me?"
Lin Qing lowered his body, and the head of his penis slid down the alluring cleft between the plump, white buttocks, pressing against the wet, hairy, plump labia. "Then let me help you vent your anger?"
Teacher Huang turned around, her cheeks flushed, glistening with dewdrops like peonies glistening with dew. She licked her bright red lips with her tongue. Her eyes were brimming with desire. "Hmph, bring it on then, I'm not afraid of you."
Her bright eyes were slightly hazy in the misty steam, her long eyelashes fluttering. Her dark, wet hair was disheveled and draped over her fragrant shoulders, dripping water droplets. Hot water from the showerhead splashed onto her snowy back, enveloping her entire body in mist, creating a stunningly alluring and captivating scene.
Lin Qing thrust forward forcefully, his penis plunging deep into the honeyed cave that intoxicated him. Although there was no foreplay, the shower gel applied between Teacher Huang's legs served as lubrication, allowing his penis to penetrate effortlessly.
Teacher Huang slammed her hands against the wall, lowered her shoulders, and stuck out her plump buttocks to receive Lin Qing's thrusts. "Heh, you—you—why are you using so much force? Trying to kill me?"
Lin Qing's mind was filled with images of her moaning and pleasuring her husband beneath her. Without saying a word, she held her slender waist and thrust her penis in and out rapidly.
"Deeper, harder, I want you to come in again."
After giving birth, Ms. Huang, under the combined influence of Lin Qing and her husband, had become extremely sensitive. She quickly adapted to Lin Qing's rhythm and, who was originally too shy to speak up, began to actively seek pleasure.
Lin Qing slowed down, forcefully thrusting his glans deep into her honeyed cave, grinding against her soft, resilient cervix a few times before withdrawing, causing her body to tremble violently. His left hand supported her smooth waist, while his right hand squeezed out some milky-white bath gel, smearing it all over her swaying, bell-like breasts.
"Um, what are you doing?"
Teacher Huang turned around, her eyes alluring and her cheeks flushed. Lin Qing teased her soft, swollen nipples with his fingers, tugging and shaking them gently, occasionally flicking them. Teacher Huang groaned as she twisted her body. Her large nipples stood erect, covered in slippery bath gel, slipping through her fingers with a gentle pinch. Her breasts were as soft and supple as water, changing into various alluring shapes in Lin Qing's hands.
"Ugh, I hate it! I don't want to, hmph."
Teacher Huang swayed, trying to avoid the tingling, bone-deep sensation of her nipples being attacked. Lin Qing's several forceful thrusts made her body tremble. Holding Teacher Huang's limp body, he continued his rapid, unsatisfying thrusts, leaving her unable to even moan. Her legs were too weak to support her limp body, and she relied entirely on him to keep from collapsing. The rhythmic contractions and spasms inside her vagina made his penis feel indescribably pleasurable. Lin Qing's glans swelled, and his penis throbbed twice under the tight embrace of her vaginal muscles.
"No, no, it's not safe today."
Teacher Huang sensed Lin Qing's frustration and instinctively pushed me away.
"Then have one for me too."
Lin Qing chuckled, took a step back, his penis freeing itself from the embrace of the honey hole. He wrapped Teacher Huang's soft body in a towel, carried her horizontally in his arms, and walked out of the bathroom.
After resting for a while on Teacher Huang's fragrant bed, Lin Qing's hand slipped through the gap in the bath towel again, caressing her soft, supple breasts. Teacher Huang curled up weakly in Lin Qing's arms, glaring at him, "Go away, ignore me, go find your new lovers."
"How can that be? My old love is more important."
Lin Qing gently pulled off the bath towel covering her. Her firm breasts were dazzlingly white and tender, with small nipples shyly nestled in the areolas. He opened his mouth and took her nipple into his mouth, sucking, licking, flicking, kneading, twisting, and biting—using every trick in the book—while his hands rubbed her breasts.
Teacher Huang was panting heavily, her voluptuous body stretching out. Taking advantage of the moment, Lin Qing ran his right hand along her smooth thigh towards her soft mons pubis, his fingers trembling and rubbing her moist labia. His thumb pressed and massaged her clitoris, while his index finger slipped into her hot, wet opening. As she opened her mouth to moan, he stuck his tongue in, but unexpectedly, she pretended to be angry and gently bit him. Lin Qing quickly withdrew his tongue and instead began sucking on her snow-white breasts, his teeth lightly biting her erect nipples.
"No—I don't want it anymore."
Teacher Huang's voice was soft and weak in refusal. Lin Qing pulled her into his arms and pressed his lips to hers.
"Um--"
Teacher Huang gently pushed him, and Lin Qing lightly kissed her face, her long eyelashes, her soft earlobes, and caressed her soft breasts. His lips moved gently down her face, leaving a trail of saliva on her fair neck. Lin Qing's lips lightly kissed her breasts, and Teacher Huang closed her eyes slightly, letting him kiss her. Lin Qing's hands gently traced circles around her nipples and breasts.
"It itches, no, no—"
Teacher Huang moaned softly, her nipples gradually hardening again. Lin Qing gently pinched the tender nipple between her lips and rubbed it, then sucked it into her mouth and licked it with her tongue.
"Ah, it itches, it itches, stop!"
Teacher Huang gently stroked Lin Qing's head and moaned. Lin Qing grasped and kneaded her soft breasts with her right hand, while her left hand gently stroked the soft pubic hair around her honey hole.
"That's wonderful, ah, wonderful—"
Teacher Huang groaned incessantly. Lin Qing knelt beside the bed, gently lifting her smooth, long legs and holding her jade-like feet in front of him. Her marble-white, smooth toes stretched out as if boneless, and her pink soles exuded an alluring fragrance. He stroked her jade feet and brought them to his face, the faint fragrance seeping into his heart. He put her toes into his mouth and sucked on them, carefully licking between her toes as well.
"Ah, curiosity, a strange feeling, good, so comfortable, itchy, ah—"
Teacher Huang couldn't help but reach her hand to the entrance of the honey hole and rub it. Lin Qing licked all ten toes, and then kissed upwards along the jade feet.
Lin Qing followed the smooth skin to the narrow, pink crevice, which was slightly damp. Soft pubic hair was parted to both sides, and the clitoris was already quietly erect. The labia were slightly parted, and the erotic scent made him stick out his tongue to lick the crevice.
"ah--"
Teacher Huang let out a long sigh of relief. "Good, beautiful, good, deeper, deeper, ah—"
She moaned with pleasure, streams of vaginal fluid overflowing from her honeyed cave, her clitoris swollen like a cherry, standing erect on the upper edge of her labia.
Lin Qing extended her tongue and gently touched her clitoris. "Ah, ah, ah no, no, don't—"
Teacher Huang's moans became much more intense, and her body convulsed incessantly. Lin Qing inserted her tongue into the inside of her labia, stirring and licking, then opened her mouth to take her clitoris in and suck on it forcefully, her lips rubbing against the tender flesh.
"Ah, no, ah, no, it's almost time, oh, no, oh oh oh, it's not coming anymore, ah—"
Thick bodily fluids gushed from the depths of her honeyed cave. "Oh, it's coming, I've come, ah—"
Teacher Huang was panting when Lin Qing pressed her mouth tightly against her labia and swallowed all of her vaginal fluid.
"Oh, no, oh."
Teacher Huang gripped the sheets tightly with her small hands, her face flushed with excitement. Lin Qing then inserted his middle finger into her tight honey hole, and together with his index finger, he interlaced and teased her, thrusting in and out, making Teacher Huang moan softly. The love juice flowing from her honey hole wet his fingers, and his thumb massaged and trembled in sync with the rhythm of his middle and index fingers. Teacher Huang's breathing became more and more rapid, and just as she was about to reach orgasm, Lin Qing inserted his little finger into her anus.
"ah--"
Teacher Huang called out loudly. Ju Lei contracted strongly, clamping Lin Qing's little finger tightly. Her slender legs were spread wide open. She lay limp on the bed, a smile on her lips and spring-like eyebrows, gazing at Lin Qing.
She stared for a while, then suddenly pounced on him, pressing her fragrant lips to Lin Qing's mouth, passionately sucking on Lin Qing's tongue, biting Lin Qing's lips, and tightly wrapping her arms around Lin Qing's waist, making Lin Qing almost unable to breathe. Lin Qing couldn't help but break free from her embrace, asking, "What's wrong with you?"

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