[Urban] The City of Desire is Sealed (Complete) - 31

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Chapter 194 Passion

"Knowing it's me, aren't you happy?"

Jiang Shaoqing withdrew his gaze from her high, firm breasts and turned it to her fair, rosy face, asking with a smile, "If I had known it would be you, I definitely wouldn't have..."

The slender eyebrows of the director's wife, Liu Qiang, furrowed slightly. At this moment, she would rather face a stranger than the familiar Jiang Shaoqing. After all, she had come to this appointment with the intention of having an affair, and Jiang Shaoqing happened to be acquainted with her husband.

"So I won't tell you. I'm glad you came."

Jiang Shaoqing wore a smile that was extremely attractive to women. Upon hearing this, the director's wife, Liu Qiang, blushed, glanced at him shyly, then took a deep breath and said lightly, "I'll go back after I finish eating. Don't overthink it. I just wanted to see what you look like."

She had clearly dressed up specially, but she pretended to be reserved. Jiang Shaoqing thought to himself, but outwardly remained calm, saying, "Now that you've seen it, what are your thoughts?"

"I don't have any thoughts, really."

Hearing Jiang Shaoqing's words, the director's wife, Liu Qiang, immediately waved her hands and shook her head nervously, saying, "Really nothing? Didn't you ever imagine what kind of person I would be?"

Jiang Shaoqing chuckled softly, saying, "You mean that?"

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, relaxed, surprised, "Then what did you think I was asking about?"

Seeing her intoxicating shyness, Jiang Shaoqing deliberately asked. The director's wife, Liu Qiang, blushed slightly, and smiled shyly, saying, "Nothing."

Of course, she wouldn't tell Jiang Shaoqing that she had just been thinking about something embarrassing. So she quickly changed the subject, saying, "How many times have you met someone you met online?"

"First time! And you? Is it your first time too?"

Jiang Shaoqing revealed a slightly playful smile.

"Of course it's my first time. You think I'm that kind of..."

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, wanted to say to Jiang Shaoqing, "You think I'm that kind of promiscuous woman?" But suddenly she remembered that she wasn't exactly dignified in front of Jiang Shaoqing in the online world. Therefore, she had no choice but to swallow her words.

Jiang Shaoqing stared directly into her captivating eyes, as if trying to imbue her mind with all his passion and sincerity. "I know you're not like that."

If you were that kind of person, how could I have had the chance to kiss you today!

Hearing Jiang Shaoqing's words, the director's wife, Liu Qiang, felt a sweet warmth in her heart, as if gaining Jiang Shaoqing's trust was her greatest joy. At this moment, she almost forgot her flirtatious behavior online.

"Sir, this is your steak set meal; Miss, this is your pork chop and seafood set meal."

The waiter from before led several waitresses carrying plates over and placed their orders on the table.

During dinner, the two chatted as they ate. Jiang Shaoqing tried his best to find some happy and interesting topics to talk about with the director's wife, without touching on anything awkward, making her feel comfortable and relaxed. Meanwhile, the director's wife, Liu Qiang, gradually shed her nervousness, finding Jiang Shaoqing to be exceptionally eloquent, knowledgeable, and humorous—the very embodiment of her ideal lover. Unconsciously, she began to regard Jiang Shaoqing as a confidant, someone to whom she could pour out her heart, almost as if she were online, sharing her innermost thoughts with him.

When Liu Qiang finally came to her senses, she realized that nearly two hours had passed. She said anxiously, "I have to go back; it's getting late."

"Didn't you say he might not be home tonight?"

How could Jiang Shaoqing let the director's wife leave so easily?

Liu Qiang suddenly regretted telling Jiang Shaoqing something that seemed suggestive. Her delicate face flushed slightly as she cast an apologetic and tender glance at him, saying, "Even so, I have to go back now; it's too late."

Jiang Shaoqing stood up and sat beside her, shielding her from view, and smiled, "What's wrong with that? I can take you home. Besides, won't you be bored alone in this empty house?"

A barely perceptible smile played at the corners of his eyes and lips.

"Aren't you going back too? We can chat online, it's the same thing."

Jiang Shaoqing's approach made the expression in the beautiful eyes of the director's wife, Liu Qiang, suddenly tense, but a closer look revealed a hint of excitement.

"How is that the same! I can't see you online."

Jiang Shaoqing stared at the deep cleavage revealed by the open neckline of her high, full breasts.

Director Liu Qiang noticed Jiang Shaoqing's strange gaze fixed on her breasts. Her heart, which had calmed slightly, began to race again. She couldn't help but shift her body slightly, her face flushed, and she said in a coquettish voice, "I can video chat with you."

"You're right here with me, why would I go back to watch a video? Listen to me, stay with me a little longer."

Looking at her fair and rounded arms, her slender waist tightly wrapped in a black short dress with wide shoulders, and her long, alluring legs in black stockings peeking out from under the skirt, her mature and charming body aroused Jiang Shaoqing even more.

Director Liu Qiang's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she gently bit her red lips, saying, "Alright! Just don't let me be past midnight."

In fact, she was already certain that when her husband said those words in the afternoon, it was almost impossible for him to come back tonight.

"No problem."

That's what she said, but Jiang Shaoqing knew that it was impossible for the Director's wife to be back before midnight.

"Could you please sit back down?"

Jiang Shaoqing was sitting so close to her that she could not only smell the distinct masculine hormones of a young man, but also felt a considerable sense of pressure, tension, and excitement.

"Is it inconvenient for us to talk like this? Or are you thinking about something?"

Jiang Shaoqing smiled at her. "I'm not thinking anything."

Upon hearing this, the director's wife, Liu Qiang, blushed brightly and said shyly, "Then that's settled."

A sly smile appeared on Jiang Shaoqing's face as he said, "Sister Qiang, can I ask you a question?"

"What's the question?"

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, had been looking down and hadn't noticed Jiang Shaoqing's expression. She looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked, "When I do that online, can you really reach orgasm?"

Jiang Shaoqing blinked and said mysteriously, "I don't know. Why are you asking such a thing? Don't ask."

A tempting blush crept onto Liu Qiang's jade-like face, and her eyes flashed with a hint of shyness and reproach. She quickly scolded him, "Why can't I ask? Do we still have secrets between us?"

Jiang Shaoqing placed one hand on her lower back, pulling her close, and placed his left hand on her black stockinged thigh, caressing it through the sheer stockings. She looked around in alarm and said, "What are you doing? Be careful someone sees us."

"You wouldn't tell me, so I had to figure it out myself."

Jiang Shaoqing ignored her as he continued to touch her, pulling her skirt up until his hand was directly on her plump, smooth thigh in black stockings. She instinctively grabbed Jiang Shaoqing's hand, saying, "Don't do this. This is a public place, and I already have a husband."

She adopted a coy demeanor, speaking softly, but her hands had almost no strength, pressing down on Jiang Shaoqing's hand as he slid it along her full thigh.

"Then tell me, do you always reach orgasm with my help?"

As he spoke, Jiang Shaoqing swiftly moved his hand from her slender waist down to her soft, pink buttocks, kneading them vigorously. He said, "How is it? Isn't it more real than the virtual world?"

Although his hand was caressing her buttocks, the director's wife, Liu Qiang, seemed lost in thought, her beautiful body quickly heating up. She then writhed uncontrollably, her captivating eyes gazing at his face, her cheeks flushed with a seductive blush. After hesitating for a while, she nodded gently and said, "Please don't do this. It's not good if someone sees us."

If Jiang Shaoqing had touched her from the beginning, she was certain she would have stopped him without hesitation and left. But after their conversation, she realized her lonely, empty heart was no longer under her control, yearning to experience the taste of an affair.

In other words, as long as no one discovered it, he could continue to do as he pleased. Jiang Shaoqing looked around and found no one else. His chosen spot was quiet, dimly lit, and in a blind spot where the waiters wouldn't notice.

To toy with the wife of the city construction bureau chief in an elegant Western restaurant... The thought filled Jiang Shaoqing with a strong sense of excitement and conquest.

Chapter 195 Pretending to be Reserved

The Director's wife, Liu Qiang, trembled uncontrollably. A hint of weakness flashed in her beautiful eyes, followed by pity. She whispered, "Shaoqing, really, don't do this."

Jiang Shaoqing gently pulled her towards him. She resisted slightly, but obediently rested her head on Jiang Shaoqing's shoulder. He took her slender, white hand with his right hand. She tried to pull away, but didn't break free. Jiang Shaoqing gently held her soft hand and said, "Why are you being so formal?"

The Director's wife, Liu Qiang, said softly in a contradictory tone, "This isn't good."

Jiang Shaoqing's left hand slid down, stroking the Director's wife's bare arm. She trembled. Jiang Shaoqing kissed her forehead, which smelled of shampoo, and said, "Do you know how mature and beautiful you are? I get easily aroused when I see a beautiful woman."

He then kissed her forehead again.

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, was visibly tormented by the aroused desire, her body trembling slightly. This was an uncontrollable and irresistible urge. In a trembling voice, she said, "Men are all the same. Do you think I'm still pretty at my age?"

"Of course," Jiang Shaoqing replied, "besides being pretty, you've gained a lot of womanly charm. You know I have many women, right? Some of them are about your age, and I have a particular fondness for mature women."

As he spoke, he kissed her face, moving his face towards her lips. Only when his lips touched hers did she recoil as if startled. Just then, Jiang Shaoqing whispered in her ear, "Are you wet down there?"

Women dress up for those who appreciate them, especially a woman in her forties who can still arouse the interest of young men. The director's wife, Liu Qiang, trembled even more violently. Her womanly instinct made her say shamefully, "I'd better go back!" But she didn't move. Jiang Shaoqing released her hand with his right hand, lifted her chin, and looked at her blushing face with passionate and adoring eyes, signaling to her. Then he slowly brought his mouth close to her lips, which were trembling with desire and desperate control.

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, understood what Jiang Shaoqing was about to do. She modestly

turned her head away, saying, "No, someone will see." Jiang Shaoqing turned her head back to him. The director's wife glanced at Jiang Shaoqing with a mixture of panic and expectation, immediately avoiding his scorching gaze. Then she sighed, closing her eyes helplessly as if resigned to her fate. Jiang Shaoqing's lips pressed against her trembling lips. Her body convulsed violently, and she nervously braced herself against Jiang Shaoqing's chest, not pushing him away, but tightly gripping his shirt. When Jiang Shaoqing licked her teeth between her closed lips with his tongue, she held on for a moment before releasing her teeth and opening her mouth. As his tongue entered her oral cavity, her mouth opened completely.

As the director's wife opened her mouth wide, her body relaxed instantly, the trembling subsiding. Her hand, which had been gripping Jiang Shaoqing's shirt, now caressed his strong chest muscles. Her other hand involuntarily wrapped around his waist. With each suckle, she extended her soft, hot tongue, intertwining it with his. When Jiang Shaoqing gently bit her soft tongue, she let out a groan, her body beginning to writhe.

Jiang Shaoqing's right hand pressed against her chest, separated only by two layers of fabric. She tensed, grabbing his hand and pulling away from his passionate kiss. Looking at him with eyes filled with barely suppressed desire and a pleading expression, she shook her head, saying, "No, we can't do this. I have a husband..."

Before she could finish, Jiang Shaoqing cupped her head with his left arm and kissed her again, his fingers simultaneously grasping her soft yet firm breasts.

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, couldn't help but let out a soft moan, as if giving up all resistance and completely relaxing her body. Her arms tightened around Jiang Shaoqing, her warm tongue actively seeking his tongue and entwining with his. Jiang Shaoqing's hands didn't resist, freely kneading her full, soft breasts, feeling her nipples gradually harden in his palms.

When Jiang Shaoqing moved his hands away from her breasts and placed them on her thighs, her instinctive shame and reserve made her fiercely grasp his hands, saying in a woman's uniquely gentle voice, "Please don't. If someone sees us, I'll be too ashamed to face anyone."

A slight smile appeared on Jiang Shaoqing's face. "Then what about you being so wet?"

"I'm not, you're lying,"

she argued, her face flushed as if veiled in red, though she was well aware of her current situation.

Jiang Shaoqing looked at her and laughed, "You're not being honest. Let me prove it."

He gestured towards his waist and reached out to touch her. The director's wife, Liu Qiang, nervously covered her skirt, saying, "No, no, let's go back!"

"Wait a minute, I can't go out like this."

Jiang Shaoqing pointed to his crotch, smiling suggestively. The director's wife, Liu Qiang, looked down at Jiang Shaoqing's bulging pants, feeling a surge of heat in her body, and her juices flowing faster. Looking at her alluring eyes and aroused expression, Jiang Shaoqing couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing her long, stockinged thigh, placing it on his lap. He then slipped his hand along the graceful curve of her thigh, directly into her narrow skirt. The director's wife, Liu Qiang, immediately used her fair, delicate hands to pull down the short skirt that Jiang Shaoqing had pushed up to her waist.

Jiang Shaoqing's left hand slipped inside the low-cut neckline of her skirt, grabbing her firm, large breasts. The feel was smooth and soft yet elastic. His right hand parted her slender fingers, pulling her skirt up even higher. The director's wife, Liu Qiang, blushed even more, breathing softly, and said shyly, "No, no, I don't want it to be so fast." [Gift! Human First Oil Spray Male Delay Aerosol External Long-Lasting God Oil Adult Sex Toy Anti-Premature Ejaculation Click to Enter]

Jiang Shaoqing lowered his head, and through her already damp stockings and panties, he could vaguely see a dark patch of pubic hair. His fingers tore a large opening in the thin stockings, parted the narrow thong covering her vulva, and pressed it against the slippery valley. He gently stroked it, then inserted his middle finger into the sticky, love-slippery path.

"No...you can't..."

The resistance of the hall manager's wife, Liu Qiang, weakened further; she even refused to resist, yielding to the strange pleasure coursing through her body. Seeing her wet crotch, the increasingly damp fabric revealing the shape of her garden

, she felt a surge of excitement as she watched Jiang Shaoqing's increasingly large member. She feigned weakness, pushing him away with weak, panting breaths. Her whole body trembled with a tingling sensation, and she cried out shyly, "Don't do this...you can't..."

Ignoring her cries, Jiang Shaoqing pulled her soft hand to his engorged member.

"Look, how much it wants you?"

Jiang Shaoqing slipped his hand inside the narrow skirt of the director's wife, Liu Qiang, caressing the thick downy hair on her plump mons pubis. Her pubic hair was delicate and soft. He then moved his hand down to her wet vulva, kneading her clitoris. The director's wife, Liu Qiang, felt a tingling numbness from Jiang Shaoqing's touch. The kneading and probing of her clitoris sent a tingling, electric sensation through her body, and her hand holding his weapon trembled.

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, nestled against his chest, letting him do as he pleased, moaning softly, "Let me go...please...let me go...oh..."

In truth, she longed for Jiang Shaoqing's weapon to penetrate her. Jiang Shaoqing grasped the director's wife, Liu Qiang's, large breasts, finding them soft and elastic, and kneaded them with his palm.

Jiang Shaoqing suddenly pulled her close, kissing her beautiful red lips. The defiant look in her eyes now seemed to show a hint of submission, and finally she closed her eyes, letting her long eyelashes flutter; and her fragrant tongue, finally having nowhere to hide, had to intertwine with Jiang Shaoqing's, the sensation of them merging together making them forget their identities and the place.

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, was itchy all over, and she moaned softly in a wanton voice: "Oh...it's so itchy...oh...you...you really know how to do it..."

Hearing her extremely seductive voice, Jiang Shaoqing became even more excited, pinching her nipples until they hardened and stood erect. The director's wife, Liu Qiang, was teased until she was panting heavily, her flower path itching unbearably. She could no longer hold back, "Stop... I... it hurts so much..."

Jiang Shaoqing heard the director's wife Liu Qiang's wanton voice. He inserted his fingers into her already explored valley, his palms being soaked by the gushing fluid. He added another finger, two fingers digging and probing in her swamp-like valley. Under the intense lust and stimulation, she let out uncontrollable cries in Jiang Shaoqing's ear: "Ah... so good... harder... darling, harder... so comfortable... husband... um... ah, it's coming..."

She clamped Jiang Shaoqing's fingers tightly, convulsing violently, and more love fluid gushed out.

Chapter 196 Milk

After a long while, the Director's wife finally left Jiang Shaoqing's embrace. Her shame returned after she regained her senses, and she turned her head away embarrassedly, saying shyly, "How could you be so bad?"

Then, she nervously looked around, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she realized no one was looking their way.

At this moment, Jiang Shaoqing felt a strong throbbing pain in his lower body. He sucked and licked the Director's wife's sexy earlobe, saying, "You feel good, but I feel so uncomfortable."

Jiang Shaoqing put her hand inside his pants, and the Director's wife, Liu Qiang, involuntarily and gently grasped his large member, letting out a soft cry, "So big."

Although she had heard Jiang Shaoqing talk about how amazing his member was online many times, and had even touched it herself just now, this unreserved contact still surprised her.

"Do you like it?"

Jiang Shaoqing teased, gently stroking and kneading the rounded thighs of the department head's wife, Liu Qiang, encased in black stockings. "You're so ugly."

Though he said this, Liu Qiang's delicate hand didn't withdraw; instead, it involuntarily began to play with it.

Jiang Shaoqing stroked the incredibly soft skin he had torn on the inside of her black stockings, saying, "You seem to enjoy it, so come and lick it for me."

Jiang Shaoqing pressed his hand down on her shoulder.

Liu Qiang's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at him, but seeing Jiang Shaoqing's expectant expression, and glancing around to make sure no one was watching, she hesitated for a moment before Jiang Shaoqing forced her to lie face down beneath him.

Jiang Shaoqing gathered Liu Qiang's smooth, long hair behind her head and thrust his weapon forward, her slender fingers encircling and stroking it. "Not with your hands, with your mouth."

Jiang Shaoqing gently thrust his weapon forward. The director's wife, Liu Qiang, shyly raised her head to look at him, then slowly lowered her head towards the weapon, opening her sexy cherry lips hesitantly to kiss the head of the snake, gently scraping it with her tongue, her fair fingers constantly stroking it.

Jiang Shaoqing thrust his weapon forward, sending the head of the snake into her warm, moist mouth. The director's wife, Liu Qiang's, smooth long hair brushed against Jiang Shaoqing's leg, sending shivers down his spine. Her warm, soft lips held the head of the snake, her tender tongue gently licking the eye, giving Jiang Shaoqing an instant, pleasurable sensation. The director's

wife, Liu Qiang, with the head of the snake in her mouth, let out muffled, shy moans. In the dim light, Jiang Shaoqing saw that her mouth was already wide open, completely enveloping his snake's head. She strained to swallow, half of it still sticking out. Her small hands gripped the weapon, glistening saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth. Her warm, wet tongue circled the snake's head, the tip touching the snake's eye.

Jiang Shaoqing's penis was nearing its peak under her soft, warm swallowing. He immediately took a deep breath, forcing himself not to ejaculate. Her head swayed between his legs, manipulating him. Her slender waist and round buttocks swayed with her movements. Jiang Shaoqing caressed her round breasts.

"Don't just hold it in, go deeper," he instructed, patting her firm, bouncy buttocks. "Lick it with your tongue."

"Mmm...uh..."

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, opened her lips and took the weapon in, slowly manipulating it. Her wet tongue licked the edge of the glans, sucking and spitting out the snake's eye in her alluring little mouth. Her small left hand manipulated Jiang Shaoqing's weapon. Her tongue licked the snake's eyes, her teeth gently biting its head, while her right hand caressed and kneaded Jiang Shaoqing's scrotum.

"Oh...good...good sucking," Jiang Shaoqing groaned comfortably, gathering her long, black hair and lifting her buttocks. Her head bobbed up and down, swallowing and releasing the weapon in her mouth, making continuous sucking sounds. Her upper body was open, her short skirt rolled up by Jiang Shaoqing and wrapped around her slender waist, revealing her beautiful thighs outside the skirt. The crotch of her sheer black stockings was torn open, revealing her already soaked thong panties clinging diagonally to her full mons pubis.

Jiang Shaoqing reached out to caress her soft thighs, moving from the inside of her thighs towards her protruding mons pubis. The smooth muscles of her thighs twitched, and Jiang Shaoqing tore open one side of her black stockings at the base of her thighs. She symbolically pushed Jiang Shaoqing away with her small hand, then continued sucking on his weapon, vigorously swaying her head.

Jiang Shaoqing's middle finger gently inserted into her wet, slippery flower path. Her whole body trembled, her face flushed, and she breathed heavily. The warm breath from her mouth made the snake head feel as if it were immersed in a warm, secluded valley. The warm, tender flesh inside her tight flower path tightly enveloped Jiang Shaoqing's middle finger, as if it had a suction force that swallowed it deep inside. The fingertip touched the flower core, and her thighs clamped Jiang Shaoqing's hand together, spurting out sticky, lustful fluid.

"My mouth is so sore, why aren't you coming out yet?"

The hall manager's wife, Liu Qiang, looked pitiful with a bitter face, her watery eyes hazy.

At this crucial moment, Jiang Shaoqing noticed that the male waiter from before was walking towards him, so he quickly said, "Qiangqiang, someone's coming, you should hide under the table quickly." "

The hall manager's wife, Liu Qiang, was immediately startled, but obediently ducked under the table, knowing she was in a state that was shameful. Jiang Shaoqing also used the tablecloth to cover his lower body completely.

"Sir, would you like anything else?"

The waiter's eyes flashed with a strange light, wondering when the beautiful woman from before had disappeared, completely unaware that under the table in front of him, the woman was performing a lewd act for the man before him.

"No, thank you. We'll be leaving soon. Could you settle the bill for me?"

Jiang Shaoqing took out his wallet from his pocket and handed him a bank card.

Although he acted nonchalant, the waiter still noticed his strange expression. "Okay, please wait a moment." As

soon as the waiter left, Jiang Shaoqing finally lost control and completely broke down. Scalding hot milk sprayed out, shooting straight into her throat. The hall manager's wife, Liu Qiang, had her head pressed down by Jiang Shaoqing and couldn't escape, forced to swallow a lot of the white milk with difficulty.

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, crawled out from under the table, her face flushed red and cheeks puffed out. She sat back down, looked down at the teacup, and spat out a large mouthful of 'milk,' exclaiming, "Ugh, how disgusting! Making me eat this?!"

Tears welled in Liu Qiang's eyes, and drool trickled from her small, cherry-like mouth. She stirred the tea with a small spoon and pushed it towards Jiang Shaoqing: "

You're so annoying! I'm going to punish you. You can drink this." Jiang Shaoqing, of course, refused. He closed the 'birdcage' and quickly said, "You drink it! That's my essence, good for beauty and nourishment. Don't waste it. Look, you're drooling."

Liu Qiang playfully pinched him, then immediately picked up a napkin and wiped her sexy little mouth clean.

"Sir, here are your bill and bank card."

As he spoke, the waiter couldn't help but glance at the manager's wife, Liu Qiang, wondering when she had returned.

Liu Qiang, however, felt guilty under his gaze, thinking he had noticed the white, viscous substance floating in her black tea. The thought of him finding out what it was... made her instantly embarrassed. She picked up her tea, and seeing Jiang Shaoqing looking at her with surprise, she returned his gaze with deep affection and took a sip.

Jiang Shaoqing watched her slowly drink his soy milk, his heart filled with tenderness. By then, the waiter had already left. Jiang Shaoqing chuckled wickedly, kneading the high, full breasts of the Director's wife, Liu Qiang, then lewdly asked near her ear, "How is it? Black tea with milk, do you like it?"

Liu Qiang blushed, glancing at him shyly, and spat, "Like it? You deadbeat! I'm just afraid the waiter will see me."

"Really? I thought you liked it?"

Liu Qiang leaned against him, nestled quietly like a little bird, letting Jiang Shaoqing's devilish hand caress her smooth buttocks. She then said, "Let's go!"

"Where to?"

Liu Qiang whispered shyly, her tone clearly indicating unsatisfaction.

"Let's leave here first."

Jiang Shaoqing wanted to take her to a brothel, but hearing that the Director wasn't home, he still longed to be on his own bed, riding the Director's beloved wife.

Hearing Jiang Shaoqing's words, the hall manager's wife, Liu Qiang, could only get up somewhat resentfully and follow him. Jiang Shaoqing put his arm around her slender waist, inhaling the mature woman's fragrance emanating from her, and they walked out of the Western restaurant together.

(Chapter 197)

Leaving the Western restaurant and entering the lobby of the Royal Dynasty Hotel, Jiang Shaoqing saw a man and a woman walking towards them. At first, he only glanced at the alluring woman, but when he passed the man's face, he was startled. Jiang Shaoqing hurriedly pulled the hall manager's wife behind a pillar. The hall manager's wife lost her balance, and in her haste, her arms naturally wrapped around Jiang Shaoqing's waist, their chests pressing together.

Jiang Shaoqing took the opportunity to cross his hands behind the hall manager's wife's back, and heard her 'hmm.' He lowered his head and whispered in the hall manager's wife's ear, "Shh, don't move."

What was he planning to do in front of everyone? The director's wife, Liu Qiang, her chest heaving, suddenly tensed up. "What's wrong?" she asked.

She slowly released Jiang Shaoqing's waist, trying to push him away.

"It sounds like Director Lu,"

Jiang Shaoqing whispered in her ear. Liu Qiang, anxious, tried to turn her head, but ended up face-to-face with Jiang Shaoqing. She quickly turned her head away, embarrassed. "They're coming,"

Jiang Shaoqing said, pulling Liu Qiang into his arms, making them look like an intimate couple.

Liu Qiang, with her back to them, listened intently. Hearing the man's familiar voice, her body stiffened uncomfortably, even trembling slightly. Her first tryst with a man had resulted in her husband; how could a woman not be nervous?

"Room 0237… Okay… we'll be there soon…"

Jiang Shaoqing then noticed Director Lu's gaze sweep over them before walking away.

A moment later, the director's wife slowly released her grip, her expression a mixture of resentment and disappointment. Seeing Jiang Shaoqing's concerned gaze, she sighed softly and said, "I'm fine. I've known for a long time that he has another woman, but seeing it with my own eyes today still makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

As the saying goes, even a night of intimacy brings a hundred days of kindness, let alone their twenty-odd years of marriage.

"Let's follow him and see!"

She'd already considered having an affair with Jiang Shaoqing, and now, having heard it with her own ears, the director's wife felt an even stronger urge to take revenge on her husband.

"Are you really going? The second floor has KTV rooms; you won't see anything there."

Jiang Shaoqing asked this, worried about himself and the director's wife, yet simultaneously feeling a sense of excitement.

"Then let's go to karaoke! You wouldn't refuse to come with this old woman, would you?"

The hall manager's wife, Liu Qiang, rolled her eyes at him, gave a flirtatious laugh, and said, "Are you an old woman? I think you're more charming than a young girl! Didn't you know those waiters were secretly looking at you?"

Jiang Shaoqing gently rubbed her round, smooth buttocks, chuckling, "You're so naughty, be careful someone sees you."

The hall manager's wife, Liu Qiang, trembled slightly at the touch on her snowy buttocks, then reached behind her and grabbed his lecherous hand, saying coquettishly, "Let's go!" As

soon as they entered, two rows of female waitresses greeted them with "Good evening," but the hall manager's wife, Liu Qiang, looked around like a country bumpkin visiting a grand garden, constantly observing the people and things around her. It was obvious at a glance that she was a first-timer in such a place.

After explaining their purpose, a smiling waitress led Jiang Shaoqing and the hall manager's wife into a smaller private room. Under the alluring lights of the private room, the manager's wife, Liu Qiang, sat gracefully on a large leather sofa, her captivating eyes like a fiery red rose beckoning to bees and butterflies, making Jiang Shaoqing's heart itch. He more or less understood her meaning.

"By the way, gentlemen, our restaurant has just launched a special offer. If you are a couple, for just ten yuan more, you can receive a complimentary fruit platter and champagne,"

a waitress in a cheongsam recommended to Jiang Shaoqing and his companion with her signature smile. "Oh, how do you prove you're a couple?"

Jiang Shaoqing asked with interest. "It's simple. Just do something that only couples do, like a passionate kiss or something more intimate, and that will prove it, and you can enjoy our offer,"

the waitress said without the slightest blush, clearly having been exposed to such things many times.

Before Jiang Shaoqing could refuse, he heard the director's wife, Liu Qiang, blushing and boldly looking at him, say, "No problem, we're a couple anyway."

Since the director's wife had said so, Jiang Shaoqing, being a man, naturally took the initiative. He sat down next to her, wrapped his right arm around her slender waist, and suddenly lowered his head to kiss her lips. The director's wife, without hesitation, pressed her head against Jiang Shaoqing's and passionately kissed him in front of the waitress.

Having a woman witness him being intimate with the director's wife filled Jiang Shaoqing with immense pride. He became even more 'aggressive,' reaching out to touch the director's wife's heaving breasts, caressing her firm and alluring breasts through her clothes. Meanwhile, the waitress, having already wisely left the private room, closed the door behind her.

Jiang Shaoqing moved his lips away from the director's wife's delicate lips, breathing warm air into her ear. His tongue couldn't help but lick her earlobe and the base of her ear, teasing her sensitive spots. He said, "I like you like this."

"Do you say that to every woman?"

The director's wife chuckled, playfully punching his chest with her small fist.

"Of course not, I only say that to mature and beautiful women,"

Jiang Shaoqing said awkwardly, only then remembering his online 'bragging'.

"You smooth talker, I'm ignoring you, I want to sing a song."

The director's wife rolled her eyes at him, then a mischievous glint in her beautiful eyes, incongruous with her age, flashed across her face. "What song do you want to sing? I'll help you choose."

Jiang Shaoqing stroked her beautiful back and hips, chuckling, "I don't know, I only know some old songs."

The director's wife smiled wryly, "No problem, let's sing 'Husband and Wife Returning Home Together'!"

With that, Jiang Shaoqing picked up the karaoke remote and selected a song.

"Who said we're husband and wife? Don't talk nonsense."

The director's wife's bright, affectionate eyes, full of charm, inadvertently revealed a touch of alluring beauty.

“I didn’t say we were husband and wife! Can’t lovers sing together?”

Jiang Shaoqing said, handing the microphone to the director’s wife, who exuded the charm of a mature woman.

Seeing Jiang Shaoqing looking at her, the director’s wife, Liu Qiang, returned his gaze with a provocative smile, patting his thigh with her delicate hand, giggling seductively, “Do you want me to be your lover?”

“What do you think? But you being my god-sister isn’t out of the question.”

Jiang Shaoqing gently squeezed the director’s wife’s hand, smiling, “I don’t want a bad brother like you.”

The director’s wife, Liu Qiang, glanced at Jiang Shaoqing, shook the microphone, and chuckled, “Are you going to let me sing or not?”

“Sing! Let’s begin!”

With that, Jiang Shaoqing pressed the start button. The director’s wife’s soft, moving voice, combined with Jiang Shaoqing’s magnetic, deep voice, made them sound like a couple who had lived together for many years, their harmony exceptionally perfect.

During this time, even when the waitress placed their ordered wine and fruit platters on the table, the manager's wife, Liu Qiang, didn't notice. For the first time in many years, she felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration; her long-suppressed resentment and hidden hatred were suddenly released. At

this moment, she was no longer a demure and dignified wife, but a woman who indulged in unrestrained fun and carefree abandon. And Jiang Shaoqing, of course, joined her in her 'madness'.

After playing for about half an hour, the director's wife, feeling somewhat exhausted, lazily reclined on the leather sofa in the private room. "I can't go on, I need to rest for a while."

This left Jiang Shaoqing to sing alone, and naturally, he had no desire to continue. He sat down next to the director's wife, his hand creeping up her shapely thigh encased in black stockings, casually caressing it. He said, "Sister Qiang, your singing is quite good, isn't it?"

"It's alright! I was in a performing arts troupe when I was young, but after marrying him, I rarely had the chance to sing anymore."

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, had a nostalgic look on her flushed face as she softly said, "No wonder you have such a good voice, you must have been a star performer back then!"

Jiang Shaoqing clicked his tongue in praise. "No, just a minor role."

Although he said that, Jiang Shaoqing saw a hint of pride on the director's wife's face.

"If you're a minor role, then I think your performing arts troupe has no major roles."

As Jiang Shaoqing spoke, he moved his hand to the inside of her black-stockinged thigh.

"Sigh, I'm such a nobody, who told me to get married so early?"

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, sighed softly, a seductive smile blooming on her lips as she slightly parted her legs.

Chapter 198:

"Then you'll be the leading lady today!"

As Jiang Shaoqing's hot, moist lips gently sucked and licked her delicate, sensitive earlobe, Liu Qiang felt an uncontrollable spasm of trembling in her heart. Her extremely sensitive body couldn't withstand the teasing, and a few gentle touches were enough to elicit a seductive moan. She said, "You, the leading man, only know how to take advantage of others. I demand a replacement."

"No replacement. This is a passionate scene; even with a stand-in, I won't allow it."

Jiang Shaoqing reached towards her crotch; the panties beneath the previously torn black stockings were still damp and radiating heat.

"I'm not acting in this play, I want a stand-in."

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, was aroused, her eyes glazed over, her lips trembling, her body burning with desire. She gasped, "No, the director wants the real person on screen."

Jiang Shaoqing wrapped one arm around her slender waist, the other slipping inside the neckline of her revealing halter dress, grasping and kneading her large breasts. He said, "Hmm, who's the director? Tell him to tell me."

The director's wife, Liu Qiang, was completely limp from the kisses, her breasts trembling, her breath sweet as orchids. "Right in front of you."

Jiang Shaoqing kissed her delicate face, caressing her smooth skin, and chuckled, "You call yourself the director? Then what about me, this little..." "The character had no choice but to be sexually harassed by you."

The long-dormant body of the Director's wife, Liu Qiang, felt a strong urge. She twisted her mature, beautiful body and cried out, "Since you've said that, as the director and leading man, if I don't let you sexually harass me a few times, I'd be doing myself a disservice."

Jiang Shaoqing then slid his hand down the mature woman's slender waist, grabbing and squeezing her plump, fragrant buttocks. He then pulled the thin straps of her halter dress open to her shoulders, revealing a black, semi-transparent lace bra covering her full, snow-white body. Her breasts were so full they almost couldn't be covered. The

thin black, semi-transparent lace bra couldn't hide Jiang Shaoqing's sharp, piercing eyes. The Director's wife's fair skin was like crystal-clear white jade, her slender waist as supple as a willow branch, and her long, shapely legs were enough to make one's heart flutter. As the Director's wife breathed evenly, yet slightly rapidly, her two snow-white breasts traced elegant, dynamic curves in the air, exuding a seductive allure. The tight-fitting black semi-transparent lace bra accentuated their unparalleled height, threatening to burst forth.

The bra couldn't conceal the prominence of her breasts; Jiang Shaoqing could clearly see the outline of the nipples. Her body was so exquisitely curvaceous, the transparent bra clinging to her equally high and firm breasts, the nipples already erect, fueling desire even more than if she were completely naked. A blush swept across the Director's wife's bright face, her eyes holding both the shyness of a young woman and the allure of a mature woman. Jiang Shaoqing, arm in arm with the beautiful and sexy Director's wife's slender and alluring body, kneaded the firm, smooth skin of her full, rounded buttocks with his left hand. His right arm encircled the slender waist of the Director's wife.

She nestled in Jiang Shaoqing's embrace, her body trembling slightly as his hand touched her smooth, delicate waist. Her arms involuntarily tightened around his back, her head resting gently against his chest, her soft hair brushing against his chin. The thin, semi-transparent black lace bra couldn't conceal the fullness and elasticity of her skin; her firm, soft breasts trembled slightly against his chest, a shy blush rising on her fair face, her clear eyes gleaming with desire.

Jiang Shaoqing gazed at her intently. The Director's wife's pretty face flushed, but she didn't lower her head to avoid his gaze. Instead, with a playful expression, she tilted her head back, boldly meeting his eyes, and scolded, "What are you looking at!"

Her cheeks burned, her eyes seemed to overflow with tears, and she breathed heavily. Jiang Shaoqing couldn't resist kissing her lips again. The director's wife couldn't help but wrap her arms tightly around Jiang Shaoqing's neck, her smooth tongue passionately intertwining with his.

Jiang Shaoqing's hands caressed her smooth, silky waist, then slipped under her breasts, pushing her bra up and cupping her soft, hot breasts. He kneaded her nipples, his fingers teasing her delicate tips. The director's

wife breathed heavily, her eyes unfocused and hazy, her arms draped softly over Jiang Shaoqing's waist. Her full body was supple and boneless, her breasts incredibly elastic. Under Jiang Shaoqing's caresses, her nipples slowly hardened, and she couldn't help but let out soft moans.

Jiang Shaoqing stroked her round, firm buttocks, which were perfectly round without an ounce of fat. His fingers slipped through her thin black stockings, caressing the beautifully curved cleft. Then, reluctantly, his fingers withdrew from her buttocks, circling around them before disappearing into her soft downy hair.

The director's wife's tongue was tightly entwined with Jiang Shaoqing's, and she could only let out indistinct moans. Jiang Shaoqing's fingers continued to explore downwards, touching a sticky, slippery spot. The director's wife had already become wet several times under Jiang Shaoqing's teasing. Jiang Shaoqing kissed her pretty face, and she trembled, burying her head in Jiang Shaoqing's chest, breathing softly.

Jiang Shaoqing's fingers continued to penetrate deeper, his fingertips touching her smooth, hot little flower valley, which was already soaked. Jiang Shaoqing stroked her pink lips back and forth, his fingertips rubbing her clitoris. The director's wife's slender legs trembled and spasmed, and her love juice flowed all over Jiang Shaoqing's hand. "Ah... I feel so uncomfortable... Don't touch me..."

Jiang Shaoqing pressed the director's wife down onto the sofa, pulling down her bra, which had already slipped down to her white neck, from her flushed head and then climbing up her round breasts. The director's wife instinctively covered her breasts with one hand. Jiang Shaoqing smiled and pulled her hands away, spreading them out in a row.

Under the dim lighting of the private room, the half-naked director's wife's curves were exquisite, her figure as beautiful as crystal. Her delicate, rosy face, small, slightly upturned lips, full, snow-white skin, and plump, full breasts, like jade bowls turned upside down on her chest, were captivating. The small, red, luscious cherries had a jewel-like rosy luster, making one yearn to kiss them.

At this moment, the director's wife blushed deeply, displaying a tenderness and allure she had never shown before. Her eyebrows were lightly drawn, her cheeks flushed, her cherry lips were luscious, and her phoenix eyes seemed to radiate a captivating charm. Jiang Shaoqing impatiently removed the director's wife's clothes, leaving her almost completely naked except for a black bodysuit and semi-transparent black panties.

The director's wife's thighs were long and shapely, white as jade. Her snow-white abdomen was flat and firm, and her beautiful legs, encased in stockings, were smooth and rounded. Between her legs, the unusually thick, dark, and glossy pubic hair, wet and supple, clung obediently to her vulva, making the semi-transparent black panties reveal an even darker patch underneath.

Jiang Shaoqing leaned down and gently licked the director's wife's alluring earlobe. The intoxicated director's wife, unable to withstand such stimulation, began frantically unbuckling Jiang Shaoqing's belt and trousers. Jiang Shaoqing gently squeezed and kneaded the full, snow-white breasts, feeling a wonderful sensation of firm, soft, and elastic flesh between his palms. Then, his skilled fingers gently swept across the Director's wife's breasts. Just as she was about to lose control, he suddenly pinched her nipples with his thumb and forefinger, first pulling lightly, then kneading with moderate pressure, and then suddenly squeezing them harder.

Jiang Shaoqing continued to hold her two full, firm, and elastic breasts through her bra, gently flicking the two dazzling, rosy, and shyly ripe nipples with his thumb.

Jiang Shaoqing realized that his large hands couldn't fully grasp the Director's wife's delicate breasts. He carefully and tenderly stroked, kneaded, circled, and squeezed her breasts; and even used his mouth and tongue to suck and lick the two glistening red nipples.

"Mmm..."

The director's wife was overwhelmed with desire, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her face flushed, and she dared not move.

Jiang Shaoqing teased the shy yet alluring mature woman in his arms, lowering his head and taking her full, firm breasts into his mouth again, gently licking and rubbing them with his tongue.

The director's wife's firm yet soft breasts were moistened by his licking, and this light teasing made her feel as if she were floating on clouds, her delicate body light and airy. Her beautiful, straight nose twitched and she breathed softly. The intense, itchy stimulation spread throughout her body, penetrating her heart, flowing down her lower body, and reaching deep into her lower body.

Chapter 199

Jiang Shaoqing bent down, gently licking and caressing the director's wife's navel, his right hand stroking her buttocks and hips. The director's wife moved in response, her heart trembling with excitement. Her nimble little hands reflexively grasped Jiang Shaoqing's "big bird" released from its "cage," gently stroking it, making "oh... um" sounds.

Jiang Shaoqing sighed softly in comfort, stroking her full, firm buttocks through the thin black stockings and panties, his lower body moving back and forth with her movements. His large member occasionally pressed against her lower abdomen. In this KTV room, everything was so stimulating, so incredibly comfortable.

The director's wife's seductive moans filled the air, and her flower path overflowed with slippery love juice. She embraced Jiang Shaoqing, kissing his face, her eyes filled with intense desire. Jiang Shaoqing felt a surge of pleasure from her touch and whispered in her ear, "Let it in, okay?"

The director's wife's soft breasts heaved with a shy "Mmm," and she moaned, "In...be gentle...yours are too big..."

Jiang Shaoqing responded, then suddenly and roughly tore open her black bodysuit stockings, thinking of how he would want to ravage the dignified director's wife. "Ah...how could you do this...how am I supposed to wear this..."

the director's wife cried out in a slightly panicked and frightened tone. "It's better not to wear anything!"

Jiang Shaoqing grinned wickedly and pulled her wet, semi-transparent black panties down to her knees. "You're so annoying."

The director's wife now possessed an indescribable seductive charm, a stark contrast to their first meeting, as if she had become a completely different person.

Who would have thought that the quiet, dignified, gentle director's wife would be engaging in lewd acts with a man in a KTV room? And our Director was also there at the same time. Jiang Shaoqing couldn't help but wonder if Director Lu would be furious if he knew his wife had cheated on him.

"What are you daydreaming about!"

The director's wife, displeased with Jiang Shaoqing's sudden 'work,' gave him a reproachful look and said, "Of course I'm attracted by your charming little sister."

Jiang Shaoqing leered as he slowly parted her snow-white legs, carefully examining her vulva. Against the backdrop of soft hair, her thin labia still displayed a delicate pink color, with strands of clear love juice slowly flowing out. Jiang Shaoqing

placed his hands under her waist, making her vulva protrude. He lifted her slender legs and wrapped them around his waist, leaning down to kiss her. His penis touched her soft labia, slightly parting the closed petals. She clearly felt the direct contact between them, letting out a soft "ah," her face flushed, biting her lower lip, closing her eyes, her breathing rapid, her soft body becoming slightly stiff, her heart filled with a strange excitement, not thinking of her husband at all, only wanting to taste the beauty she had lost for so many years again. At the same time, she was also a little nervous, after all, this was her first time having an affair.

Jiang Shaoqing slowly rubbed his large snake against her vulva, gently breathing into her ear, saying, "Relax, your body is so beautiful, I love it!"

His large snake was coated with her love juice, squeezing and rubbing against her soft, moist cleft.

The director's wife couldn't help but breathe rapidly, her love juices making her vulva even more glistening, her beautiful legs tightly wrapped around Jiang Shaoqing's waist. Jiang Shaoqing soaked his large snake in her love juices, sliding it along her slippery cleft, teasing her, "I'm going in, don't close the door."

"Mmm...you rascal...hurry up..."

The director's wife's eyes were filled with lust, she glanced at him shyly, and said coquettishly, "Coming..."

That's what they said, but several times when Jiang Shaoqing reached the entrance of her tender, sensitive valley, he would deliberately veer away after only a slight thrust. Each time, the director's wife could be heard letting out a seductive nasal sound.

Under Jiang Shaoqing's constant teasing, the director's wife involuntarily raised her smooth, white buttocks, searching for his large penis. Taking advantage of her raised buttocks, Jiang Shaoqing gently thrust his penis, the head parting her delicate petals and entering her narrow, hot flower valley.

"Ah..."

the director's wife cried softly, tightening her arms around Jiang Shaoqing's neck, her beautiful legs coiling around his waist. Jiang Shaoqing continued forward, the head of his penis, with excellent lubrication, constantly pushing open her writhing, narrow layers of flesh. Under the sucking of her undulating flesh, his penis slowly slid in to its hilt, a long-lost, intense pleasure of being filled assaulting the director's wife.

"How is it? Comfortable?"

Jiang Shaoqing sucked on her beautiful nipples, stroked her smooth thighs, and asked her with a smile. Under Jiang Shaoqing's kisses and caresses, and teased by the throbbing snake within her flower valley, the director's wife moaned seductively, her love juices flowing down to her white thighs beneath her tattered black stockings.

Jiang Shaoqing began to slowly thrust in and out. She gasped and moaned, "Mmm...my whole body is filled with you...mmm...it's so good..."

Jiang Shaoqing gradually increased the intensity of his thrusts, rhythmically pumping in and out, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. The shallow thrusts satisfied her need for physical friction while simultaneously arousing her desire for the snake to penetrate deeper. The perfect deep thrust propelled her to the peak of pleasure.

Soon, the director's wife was overwhelmed by the rising tide of pleasure. She clung tightly to Jiang Shaoqing, her long, smooth black hair cascading onto the sofa, her snow-white skin flushed a rosy red, and fine beads of sweat glistened on her delicate nose. She let out dreamlike moans, her face displaying an expression of both discomfort and pleasure.

Jiang Shaoqing's large penis was tightly enveloped by her flower valley, each thrust bringing indescribable pleasure. His penis swelled beneath her soft, fleshy folds, and he couldn't help but begin to thrust and pump wildly. The director's wife was experiencing this ecstatic pleasure for the first time, and couldn't help but cry out loudly, "Ah... um... so... comfortable... good..."

And so, Jiang Shaoqing began to thrust into her quickly and fiercely. The director's wife moaned and twisted her slender waist. Jiang Shaoqing hoisted her long, beautiful legs onto his shoulders, his large penis forcing its way into her tender, moist lips. Milky white love juice splattered at their point of contact. Under Jiang Shaoqing's all-out thrusting, the director's wife convulsed, clinging tightly to him and moaning seductively in his ear, "I love you to death... ah, I'm flying... ah..."

At the moment of climax, a large amount of love juice gushed out, making the head of his penis tingle with pleasure. The delicate, soft flesh of her vagina tightly wrapped around his shaft, but Jiang Shaoqing endured this intoxicating and soul-stirring embrace, continuing to thrust into the director's wife's warm and tight flower valley. The director's wife breathed weakly. Jiang Shaoqing rolled over, pulled his penis out, reached out and pulled her into his arms, planting a deep kiss on her lips.

The director's wife, her snow-white body nestled in Jiang Shaoqing's arms, murmured, "Hold me tight, kiss me."

Jiang Shaoqing gently kissed her, smiling, "Were you happy just now?"

The director's wife hugged Jiang Shaoqing tightly, her face flushed with shyness, and said, "Extremely happy."

The director's wife's soft face gently rubbed against Jiang Shaoqing's chest and said again, "I've never been so happy before. You almost made me dizzy, like I was dead and like I was flying."

Suddenly, she widened her charming eyes and said, "Oh, you're so naughty!"

It turned out that Jiang Shaoqing's big snake couldn't resist and mischievously nuzzled her moist and tender flower valley again.

The director's wife's breathing became rapid and hot again. Jiang Shaoqing kept kissing her earlobe, whispering in her ear, "Sister, I'm going to make you happy to death."

As he spoke, he moved his large snake back and forth, gently touching her wet and tender flower valley. The director's wife gasped and said seductively, "Mmm...you greedy devil..."

Jiang Shaoqing buried his head in kissing her beautiful breasts, gently sucking on her pink and delicate nipples. Her nipples were soft and tender, and tasted slightly sweet in his mouth. Jiang Shaoqing licked and sucked on the alluring buds. The snake head felt the director's wife's sensitive flower valley become wet and slippery again.

The director's wife leaned weakly against Jiang Shaoqing's chest, her smooth legs wrapped around his legs, sighing and moaning, "Mmm...you...won't you come in..."

Jiang Shaoqing held her slender waist tightly, and with a slight thrust, most of the snake head squeezed in. The director's wife moaned and wrapped her arms around Jiang Shaoqing's waist. Jiang Shaoqing thrust his large penis, its head pushing through the layers of tender vaginal flesh to reach her core. The warm, tightly wrapped sensation sent waves of pleasure through his spine. He penetrated her deeply, slamming into her clitoris.

The director's wife's eyes were alluring, her nose glistening with sweat, and clear, slippery love fluid trickled down her silk-stockinged, snow-white thighs. She said, "Gently...gently, please...don't be too rough...ah..."

The director's wife cried out softly and delicately, stimulated by the deep thrusts.

She couldn't help but spread her thighs wider, her hands tightly wrapped around Jiang Shaoqing's waist. Jiang Shaoqing thrust deeply into her tight flower valley, his hands lifting her round, upturned buttocks, making her vulva even more prominent. The muscles in her thighs were taut, supporting Jiang Shaoqing's vigorous thrusts. The insertion of his large penis slightly indented her vulva, and the swift withdrawal brought out drops of love juice from their point of contact, splashing onto the sofa.

"Ah...so...so comfortable...ah...you are such a...good lover...mmm..."

The director's wife's unrestrained moans, the sounds of skin colliding, and the squelching of their genitals created a symphony of debauchery. The director's wife held Jiang Shaoqing tightly, her smooth legs rubbing against his body in rhythm with her movements, her soft little hands pressing against his taut buttocks. Her eyes were half-open, half-closed, a deep, shimmering light flowing within them. Her long, thick eyelashes fluttered constantly

. Her brows were slightly furrowed, yet her face radiated a joyful, amorous passion, and her rosy lips appeared vibrant and delicate. The large snake, slick with love juice, fiercely attacked the hall manager's wife's snow-white, tender body. The hall manager's wife could no longer utter complete sentences, only incoherent moans. Her fingers gripped Jiang Shaoqing's back tightly, her full, beautiful breasts pressing against Jiang Shaoqing's chest with each thrust.

Jiang Shaoqing lifted her smooth, muscular buttocks with both hands, raising her vulva high, thrusting against her moist womb. The large snake felt her narrow, flower-like valley contracting rhythmically, sucking on Jiang Shaoqing's large snake. The hall manager's wife reached her climax. Her beautiful body began to tremble, uncontrollable chills accompanied by intense pleasure. She arched her snow-white neck, her jet-black hair cascading down like water, her fingers digging into Jiang Shaoqing's muscles. "Don't stop...don't stop...ah...it's coming again...ah..."

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