[Love and Passion] Chapter 119

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Ning Hui once said that she needed two conditions to sleep soundly: one was to sleep naked, and the other was to be in her husband's arms
—of course, this was said one day when Ning Hui was lying naked in my arms, acting coquettishly.
But today, both conditions were met, plus the soft,
melodious sound of the waves outside the window, almost as soothing as Schubert's Serenade, yet I felt that Ning Hui lay in my arms for a long time but couldn't
fall asleep. Her eyes, a crescent moon tinged with weariness and charm, were closed, but her brows were faintly furrowed
.
I felt a pang of sympathy.
It seemed something was weighing on my wife's mind. And it was a rather corny, corny thing—
to continue the act or not to act? That was the question.
Of course, I knew what was troubling my wife, keeping her awake. Based on my deep understanding of the current situation and my wife, I can responsibly
offer my interpretation of Ning Hui's intense inner struggle
: If they continue acting, it's unfair that Director Niu is colluding with Ning Hui to deceive people; they can't let this villain get away with it so easily.
But what exactly is being taken advantage of? It's hard to say—Director Niu hasn't
really gained anything from himself, has he? If they don't continue acting, it's a waste of Director Niu's
talent and great talent, especially considering his forbearance and sacrifice.
When Ning Hui thinks this way, she must have changed Director Niu's name to—Mu—Tong…
Mu Tong is my guess. Hahaha, Mu Tong, why am I so excited thinking about this name?
Director Niu, well done, Mu Tong, you're something else. You've managed to keep my wife up at night; you've certainly got
a high-class woman in your heart. No wonder you're a director; the plot is epic, full of twists and turns, with countless ups and downs.
"Wife," I gently put my arm around Ning Hui's fragrant shoulder that was resting against my chest, "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"
"Hmm?" Ning Hui responded lazily, curling up to one side, "Asleep."
"You can still talk when you're asleep?" I lowered my head and kissed Ning Hui's smooth cheek.
"Mmm... I really am asleep, look, I can't even open my eyes." Ning Hui said, gesturing towards me
, but her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes resting on the crescent moon like two small gardens, a dreamy and
charming, oh no, a dreamy and charming posture that makes men lustful yet dare not approach, indescribably alluring.
"Hehe, don't try to fool me, your husband knows what you're thinking. Let's not agonize over it, decision paralysis
isn't fun. I happen to have a coin in my pocket, how about we flip a coin to decide? Leaving fate in God's hands is the fairest
."
"Decid on what?" Ning Hui's eyes widened as she looked at me.
"So, you've decided whether or not to continue acting in Director Niu's play. You couldn't sleep all night because of this,
right?" Saying this, I got up and pulled a coin from my pants pocket, which was lying to the side. I placed it
between my thumb and forefinger, facing Ning Hui: "I'm tossing it!"
Before Ning Hui could say anything, I flicked my finger. Although Ning Hui's mouth was already half-open—in the blink of an eye
, the coin drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed in my palm. I opened my palm, and
the side with the national emblem was facing up…
"Hahaha, national emblem up! Then let's act!" After saying that, I hugged Ning Hui and kissed her hard. "God
said to act, and God's will cannot be disobeyed. Now we're not worried anymore, darling, let's go to sleep."
Ning Hui saw my exclamation and was stunned for a long time before she seemed to remember something: "What
? Before you tossed it, didn't we agree that the national emblem would be up? You cheated!"
"It's settled!" I
replied with a serious expression, like a carved seal script, desperately trying to suppress a chuckle.
Haha, to guarantee the result I wanted, I
deliberately didn't say whether it was a lie or not before flipping the coin. If it were the wheat side, I would have said it was God's will to lie.
The thing is, Ning Hui just teased me a bit and called me a lying puppy, and then, incredibly, she didn't
ask me to agree on which side was up and flip it again.
Even more miraculously, after that teasing, Ning Hui said she was really sleepy, mumbled "Goodnight, husband" sleepily, and
closed her eyes. This time, the frown line on her forehead disappeared, and a moment later I heard Ning
Hui's even, slightly grainy breathing…
What did I do? My wife was just tossing and turning, unable to sleep, but now a single coin has swayed her
into a sound sleep like a docile lamb. Some things are better left unsaid.
There's a song lyric that goes, "I laugh triumphantly, I laugh triumphantly."
After my triumphant laugh, I realized sleepiness had suddenly overwhelmed me. This whole day had been exhausting;
I felt like a million sleepy bugs were dancing inside me. Then, out of habit, I picked up
my phone, which was still charging, to check the time and prepare for bed. It was almost midnight.
But that one pick led to me holding the phone for half an hour…
On QQ, I discovered that Xiao Yanzi was online! I was thrilled. There's a kind of happiness called
finding a pillow when you're sleepy, but even happier is having your wife sleeping next to you while you're having a mistress on QQ.
"Xiao Yan, are you there?" I hurriedly sent a message.
"Hmm, Brother Nan." Luo Xiaoyan replied on QQ a moment later.
"Where is he?"
"He's already asleep."
"Then why aren't you asleep yet so late?"
"I can't sleep." This time, Xiaoyanzi's reply was followed by a sad emoji.
"Are you thinking about me?"
This time, Xiaoyanzi's reply was a smiling emoji.
"What a coincidence! I can't sleep either, and I'm thinking about you too. Darling, I really miss you so much,
every single second. Were you thinking about me the whole time?"
Damn it, you can't believe a man's words, even if you believe ghosts. Ning Zhufu was clearly trying to cure his wife's
illness with coins, yet he still had the mind to think about her every single second. This kind of coaxing is only good for a
kind and innocent little sister like Xiaoyanzi.
This time, Xiao Yanzi didn't reply for a long time, so I got anxious and quickly sent another message on QQ: "Why aren't you replying
? I really miss you."
Xiao Yanzi replied on QQ with a shy emoji.
"Have you been thinking about me all this time? Humph, you still haven't answered me?"
"A little bit." After a while, Yanzi finally spoke on QQ. Xiao Yanzi
said it so casually, and Brother Nan was indeed suddenly unsettled. I became even more excited. Actually, after performing the eight-story
pagoda of helping others achieve their happiness today, I had almost officially accepted in my mind that Xiao Yanzi was no longer my woman.
Being with her suddenly gave me a strong feeling of wanting to climb over someone's wall. Speaking of which, this wall I climbed was a bit too big; it
was the wall of a mafia boss. I admit that this made my male hormones explode instantly.
Can I put it this way? Little Swallow said she missed me, but she spent the whole night with Boss Qiu
, right? So, she must have been thinking of me while sleeping next to her man, a triad boss. This is so
suggestive, so suggestive that even facing such a pure and kind Little Swallow, I can't help but want to be a little wicked.
"Um, you and him... you know... just now?" Brother Nan started being a little lewd.
"Smiling (emoji)," hehe, Little Swallow's answer indicated yes. I continued, "Did you have an orgasm
?"
"Shy (emoji)."
Seeing that expression was like seeing Little Swallow's flushed, panting face during my orgasm. My
crotch immediately sprang to attention, and I shakily sent a text message: "Honey, let me sort
this out. This is a bit ambiguous. You said you were thinking about me the whole time, and then you said you made love with him
. Does that mean you were thinking about me while you were making love with him?"
After sending the message, I felt like a complete idiot and cursed myself. But strangely, even
as the curse echoed in my ears, I felt a surge of intense pleasure. My erect penis
craved a tight, warm embrace—a feeling only a tender, delicate vagina like Little Swallow's
could provide.
That intense desire made me feel hot all over. I felt like I'd never felt this way before, with my wife beside me, yet
I was so intensely lustful, yearning for my mistress—the woman of a powerful underworld boss.
Originally, things were all tender and affectionate between me and my mistress, but after I sent that text message, I knew the whole dynamic had changed. It
turned into a love triangle, like a wife longing for another man. And it seems that this became the trigger for my penis to explode.
There's a kind of beauty in women called the beauty of lust. Even someone as innocent as Little Swallow can think about other men while having sex with her own man
. The aesthetic impact of this kind of lustful beauty hidden beneath innocence is
enough to easily overwhelm the penis of an old rogue like Ning Zhufu.
At this moment, Little Swallow replied on QQ. When I saw it, a bucket of cold water was poured over my head. Little Swallow said:
"Brother Nan, I'm going to sleep. Goodnight."
Before I could reply to the text message, I saw that Little Swallow had already gone offline on QQ. Damn, this is clearly not going
to be with Brother Nan! I don't know if this is a kind of resolute rejection of Xiao Yanzi's purity from lewd beauty, but now I'm at ease
. My wife is sleeping soundly by the bed, the mistress has closed her QQ and is ignoring me, and my dick is
painfully hard!
Ning Hui is snoring softly, sleeping peacefully. Even though my dick is throbbing, I can't bear to disturb my wife's dream
. In that dream, there are green mountains, clear waters, and old cows strolling among the green mountains and clear waters. Of course, there must also be shepherds
...
But my dick's desire for that warm and tight feeling of being enveloped is burning like fire. Even though I've
sung countless times while my wife is making love with other men and mistresses, it's not a sin for men to masturbate, but tonight
is the first time. When my wife is lying alone next to me, I can't help but reach out my sinful hand to my erect dick
.
"Oh—" My penis felt
a tingling sensation as it was enveloped by the Five Fingers Mountain, and I couldn't help but let out a long sigh. The Five Fingers Mountain gripped the shaft tightly, providing a sense of envelopment, but there was no warmth or heat, nor the
agonizing moans of Little Swallow beneath me—but the arrow was already on the bowstring, and tonight my rock-hard penis had nowhere
to rest, so I had to keep masturbating.
Masturbation is instinct, but how you masturbate is culture. Masturbating is something every lecher knows, but a perfect masturbation
requires a vivid montage of images from an adult film in your mind.
My fingers gripped my penis tightly, stroking it up and down, and the montage mode in my mind activated. With a blink of an eye, Little
Swallow's porcelain-like, slender, fair body with a wheat-colored glow filled my entire mind with images
. The elegant curves of Little Swallow's model figure are enough to get your blood pumping, not to mention
the alluring curves of her hips and legs...
Little Swallow sways towards me, her slender waist, hips, and legs displaying a captivating array of lines
...
Meanwhile, in the montage, I'm a lewd, masturbating man, while in the montage, I've already pinned Little Swallow down
, her gorgeous long legs tightly wrapped around my waist, and my penis already inserted into
her warm, hot... Inside the incredibly tight, enveloping honeypot—and the beauty of montage lies in
the countless possible combinations of its images. For example, right now, my cock is enjoying itself
to the point of ecstasy inside Little Swallow's honeypot, and in the blink of an eye, an extremely suggestive image appears in my mind: I'm on
top of Little Swallow on a wide bed, experiencing her honeypot with my cock, while
on the other side of the bed, Boss Qiu is fast asleep, his expression peaceful, his masculine snores echoing through the sky.
This deeply suggestive image is so beautiful that I can't bear to look at it, making the nerve endings in my brain almost explode
. While thrusting into the tender Little Swallow beneath me, I shout wildly, "Do you miss Brother Nan?
Do you miss Brother Nan?"
"I miss you, Brother Nan, I miss you, Brother Nan!" Little Swallow gasps beneath me. "Was that man next to you thinking of me when he was fucking you? Was he 　　thinking of me
when he was fucking you to orgasm ?"

"Yes...yes...yes, Brother Nan." Little Swallow was already panting heavily.
"Repeat what I just said, say that when my husband brought me to orgasm, I was thinking of you. Say it..."
"I...my husband...brought me to orgasm, but I was thinking...thinking of you..."
Whoosh—as soon as Little Swallow uttered this voice, it was as if her purity had finally ignited a lustful beauty. I felt myself
melting instantly. Brother Nan, whose crotch was already swollen like an iron ball, couldn't hold back his ejaculation. I thrust my penis in hard, and a stream of hot
semen sprayed out...
"Little Swallow, I've been missing you so much..." In the dazed state of ejaculation, besides calling out "Little Swallow,
I miss you," I also recited a poem, a poem praising spring: "The spring breeze has turned the south bank of the Yangtze River green again..."
Damn, I shot so much. I later used five napkins to
wipe the semen that was soaking even between my fingers.
The next day, I naturally slept soundly. If it weren't for Boss Qiu's early morning call, I'd still be dreaming,
singing "La Dossi, Mimi La Sola..." with this guy. The song is called "Greensleeves."
Boss Qiu's call was to say he wanted to treat everyone to dinner today, to thank me and Zeng
Meimei for helping him rekindle his romance with Xiao Yanzi. He boasted on the phone about how much we had done for him. I
had to go, so I happily agreed. Looking back,
I saw Ning Hui was already up and nowhere to be seen. After washing up and going outside, I saw Ning Hui already swimming in the villa's outdoor pool.
"So addicted, wife? Swimming so early!" Ning Hui's swimming style was much more natural and graceful than yesterday
. After all, she's naturally intelligent; she learns quickly and does everything like her family. The sun had already risen, and
Ning Hui, wearing a bikini, looked like a white streak in the blue waves of the pool—truly alluring.
"Come on, honey, I can swim faster than you now!" Ning Hui said to me, her swimming style alluring in the water.
"Hehe, I won't get in, baby. Watching you swim is a real treat." As I spoke
, my eyes drifted to a table by the pool. A splash of red on the table was particularly eye-catching. I went over to take a closer look and found the table covered with
various items: Ning Hui's phone, sunscreen, a towel, an unopened bottle of milk, and a large bag of warm, seemingly
freshly baked croissants. The splash of red was a red rose placed on the croissants...
At noon, Boss Qiu's thank-you banquet was held at a high-end seafood restaurant. Ning Hui, Zeng Meimei and her husband, Zeng Beifang
, and I all attended. Before the banquet, Zeng Beifang looked bewildered, because we had told him
that his future father-in-law was hosting. So, Boss Qiu knew Tingting was in a relationship, but he hadn't met Beifang yet
. So I told Zeng Meimei not to rush into telling Zeng Beifang about Tingting's true relationship
. I convinced Zeng Meimei to agree to my suggestion by using the persuasive slogan, "Let life be full of drama every day." We all told Beifang
to behave well today, especially Zeng Meimei, who repeatedly instructed her brother to make sure Beifang
made a good impression on his future wealthy father-in-law.
During the meal, Boss Qiu enthusiastically thanked Zeng Meimei and me for our kindness in bringing them together, saying that gratitude was beyond words, and that
Zeng Meimei and I were his benefactors; without us, he would have lost such a wonderful girl as Xiaoyanzi.
Of course, if Boss Qiu knew that Ning, the cook, had fantasized about his woman while masturbating last night and had also cheated on him
, would he still consider Ning a benefactor?
That's the question.
Actually, while Boss Qiu outwardly said that we had done him a great favor, his true feelings were for Xiaoyanzi
.
As Boss Qiu expressed his deep affection, I kept stealing glances at Xiao Yanzi. She avoided my eye contact,
her gaze flickering and shifting as I pursued her with my intense gaze. However, Xiao Yanzi seemed to be in good spirits; her skin
was radiant and supple, clearly a sign of being well-cared for.
Given Boss Qiu's mood today, his drinking was even more unstoppable. The key was that
he refused every toast we offered to Xiao Yanzi, declaring with great bravado that she wouldn't drink a drop, and he would cover all the drinks. He
was truly a man of genuine character. Seeing Boss Qiu's stance, I knew that even with his impressive drinking capacity,
he would undoubtedly be passed out at the table.
I personally encouraged Boss Qiu to drink, except for a few rounds when he was sober. After that, it was mostly me who urged
Zeng Meimei, Xiong Xiong, and especially Zeng Beifang to go up and toast him. I secretly told Xiong Xiong in the restroom
that we had to get Boss Qiu drunk today. Zeng Beifang was quite sensible; when toasting Boss Qiu, he drank
one glass after another. He had to act like a man in front of his future father-in-law, as I
had told him beforehand.
Zeng Meimei, of course, wasn't afraid of making things worse. How could things get serious without drinking? Only Ning Hui, who was sober,
kept pulling me away from letting them get Boss Qiu drunk. Xiao Yanzi couldn't dissuade Boss Qiu either. Every
time Xiao Yanzi offered to drink the toasts for him, Boss Qiu stubbornly refused. A man's pride was at stake at that moment
.
Xiao Yanzi must have realized that I was the one encouraging everyone to get Boss Qiu drunk, which made her give
me resentful looks from time to time.
And so, while I was enjoying my delicious seafood, I watched as the men, along with my occasional
interference, quickly managed to subdue Boss Qiu. Actually, it's not my fault. The way Boss Qiu drank today was like he
was asking for suicide. I can understand; he's happy to have a young wife in his old age!
Now it's my turn!
Actually, from the moment Boss Qiu announced he'd drunk all of Xiao Yanzi's wine, I'd already planned this
scenario.
At this moment, Boss Qiu was practically unconscious. Since the restaurant wasn't far from his hotel, I naturally
suggested we take him back to his room to rest. Among the men present, Xiong Xiong and Zeng Beifang
had just been drinking with Boss Qiu at a rate that was like killing three thousand enemies while injuring eight hundred of their own. They were almost done for; being able to walk out of
the restaurant by themselves was already a feat. How could Xiao Yanzi, a delicate girl, possibly support the almost incapacitated
Boss Qiu? There was only one solution: her currently very sober
brother, Nan, would help her carry Boss Qiu back to his room.
Ning Hui, seeing the situation, didn't say anything, told me to be careful on the way, and then left the restaurant with Zeng Meimei and the others.
I left the shop, and had Xiao Yanzi carry Boss Qiu's phone and other belongings while I practically half-
carried him on my shoulder towards the nearby hotel.
I don't exercise much, and although the walk wasn't far, it was exhausting. Boss Qiu
was definitely more than ten percent drunk by standard standards; I'd never seen him so drunk. As soon as we entered the room, I put him on the bed. Xiao
Yanzi quickly helped him take off his shoes and clothes. She was very efficient,
the kind of efficiency a mistress has for her master. I sat panting beside her watching Xiao Yanzi busy herself with Boss Qiu until
she had stripped him down to his underwear. Only then did she straighten him up, go to the bathroom,
wet a towel with hot water, and thoroughly wash his face before
covering him completely with the blanket.
While doing all this, Xiao Yanzi didn't look at me.
I don't know if she was thinking to herself, "Why is Brother Nan still lingering in the room?" She only
nodded to me after she finished arranging things and saw Boss Qiu sleeping comfortably, muttering, "Thank you."
Then she drifted past me like the wind, floating into the bathroom. The sound of running water came from the bathroom;
Xiao Yanzi was washing a towel.
As Xiao Yanzi drifted past me, I saw the alluring
shape of her breasts—the kind that only a braless woman could have—swaying under her clothes, and her unique, refreshing scent.
That scent was so familiar, yet so surreal. Last night, when I was masturbating and fantasizing about making love with
Xiao Yanzi next to Boss Qiu's bed, the montage in my mind was still vivid. And today, this incredible scene was
being recreated in a way that I couldn't even believe.
Opportunity always favors the prepared. I've already had my turn in the montage,
so why can't I have one outside of it?
Thinking this, I got up and rushed to the bathroom, flung open the door that Xiaoyanzi hadn't locked, and
without a word, grabbed her from behind as she was washing a towel in the sink. With an almost rude
force, I turned her body around, stood on tiptoe, and pressed my mouth against her face.
"No...don't do this, Brother Nan...please...not here..." Little Swallow was completely unprepared for my
sudden attack. Her body instinctively pulled back, turning her face to try and avoid my biting lips. But at that moment,
my almost frantic desire to recreate this montage scene
couldn't tolerate Little Swallow's delicate resistance. Before she could even finish a complete sentence, I had already pressed my lips tightly against hers, then
pried open her mouth with my tongue, my open mouth biting and entwining with her tongue in a frenzied, dizzying sucking.
This was truly the tongue fragrance I had been dreaming of, now overflowing my mouth. Even if it were the last
second of the world, I would suck on this tongue fragrance until the end of time. I sucked on Little Swallow's fragrant tongue tightly.
At first, Little Swallow could still utter some "don't do this" syllables, but soon only the
smacking and moaning sounds of tongues sucking together could be heard. My hands went where they were supposed to go. One arm encircled Xiao Yanzi's waist
, holding her tightly as if afraid she would slip away from me. Xiao Yanzi's
pert breasts, which she never wore a bra under her sweater, pressed tightly against my chest. The soft yet firm touch sent shivers down my spine. My other
hand grabbed one of Xiao Yanzi's hands and guided it to my crotch. I frantically unzipped my pants like a monkey,
then precisely guided Xiao Yanzi's delicate hand to my already engorged penis. Xiao Yanzi's hand was as
cool as ever, but now it had melted into the heat of her brother's penis.
"I told you I missed you, look at it, darling, how hard it is now, that's how much I miss you." I
frantically rubbed my erect penis against Xiaoyanzi's half-closed hand, while frantically expressing my
longing for her. As I conveyed these sweet words, my mouth remained tightly wrapped around Xiaoyanzi's intoxicating
tongue, never leaving it for a moment.
"Mmm...don't...Brother Nan..." Xiaoyanzi was breathless from my kisses, managing to
utter these few syllables in a brief moment, but her resistance and struggle were not as intense as before. And every time
Xiaoyanzi said this, it brought even more intense kisses from her Brother Nan. This time, Brother Nan's kisses began to fall, and
Xiaoyanzi's sweater had been pulled down to her shoulders, revealing most of her breasts.
I licked my way down Xiao Yanzi's neck. As my kisses rained down on her neck and cleavage, Xiao Yanzi
's moans began to change, especially when my tongue began to entwine around one of her erect
nipples. I felt her body convulse slightly, and then it seemed as if her whole body went limp against me
.
"Do you miss me, my darling? Tell me, do you miss me?"
"No... don't do this, Brother Nan..."
"Answer me, do you miss me?"
"No... don't do this, Brother Nan... not here..." Xiao Yanzi managed to utter these syllables, her voice barely audible
.
"Fine, darling, if you don't answer, I'll see if you're wet down there. If you're not wet, you don't miss me;
if you are, you miss me." Without waiting for a reply, I pulled down Xiao Yanzi's cropped jeans. Her
thin panties couldn't stop my hands from reaching in. Even though Xiao Yanzi kept her legs tightly closed
, I forced my hand inside, thrusting straight into her honey pot.
Wow, that place could easily be the title of a Hollywood movie—a perfect underwater world. I dipped one hand in, and pulled the other
out, sticky and viscous. I looked up, holding my fingers up to Xiao Yanzi's eyes, showing her the glistening,
viscous liquid clinging to them, and said, slowly and deliberately, "Still saying you didn't miss me?"
Then I put my fingers, covered in Xiao Yanzi's love juice, into my mouth and licked them. "Darling, so fragrant, my
favorite taste. You still don't miss me."
When Xiao Yanzi saw my fingers covered in her own love juice, her face instantly flushed crimson. She was now lost
in Nan Gege's fervor, like a lamb waiting to be devoured by this lecherous wolf
.
Even in the midst of our passionate encounter, Xiao Yanzi and I both knew there was a man sleeping beside us.
Everyone knew this man's status and influence, but Xiao Yanzi was powerless to stop Brother Nan, while I was determined
to do something earth-shattering.
If I succeeded, it would be the Oscar for performance art this year, because I would be cuckolding
the most powerful and influential man in this megacity right in front of him.
This is real, this isn't a montage; right next to the mafia boss's bed, I slept with his woman!
And now, nothing could stop me from accomplishing this earth-shattering feat, because I had
turned Xiao Yanzi around, so her completely naked, firm buttocks were facing me, and my penis was already
inserted into her honeypot from behind. This time, the feeling of being enveloped and burned was all there, and that feeling started to
make me fly.
As I penetrated, Xiao Yanzi was still murmuring, "No... Brother Nan, not here..."
"Slap slap slap!" My thrusting, accompanied by the sounds of water from her honeypot and Xiao Yanzi's moans of wanting to scream but unable to,
mingled together. Xiao Yanzi's moans during lovemaking were never the open kind, but today it was clearly
suppressed, a sound she dared not utter. This hesitant, almost imperceptible moaning perfectly tickled my most sensitive nerve.
As Xiao Yanzi's moans grew increasingly restrained
, the tighter her vaginal embrace of my penis became, intensifying my spasms.
Suppressed desire is a woman's most beautiful desire, and immorality is always a powerful amplifier of lust.
Experience proves that even someone as pure as Xiao Yanzi cannot escape this law.
Of course, this is all predicated on Xiao Yanzi's deep affection for Nan Gege. The days ahead are long; how to simultaneously be
the wife of a triad boss and the mistress of a cultured rogue like Nan Gege will be
a major life challenge for Xiao Yanzi.
I kissed the fragrance of Little Swallow's hair, tightly embracing her long, bare back. Then,
the way I thrust into her from behind was always so dreamlike, so incomprehensible to me. My thrusts grew stronger, and
in my panting breaths, I continued to press for the answer I'd wanted since yesterday: "Darling, tell me,
did you think of me when you were with him last night?"
"Waaaaah..."
"Tell me!"
"Mmm..." Little Swallow's body convulsed under the impact of my penis.
"Tell me yes or no, did he think of me when he made you climax?"
"Mmm..."
"Tell me yes or no? I want your truth, darling." My thrusts were nearing my
limit; judging from Little Swallow's body's reaction, she was on the verge of climax.
"Mmm, yes, yes, Brother Nan. I was thinking of you—" "
He said he was thinking of me when he was having sex with you until you climaxed!"
"He...he was thinking of you when he was having sex with me until I climaxed..." Xiao Yanzi's voice finally burst out. I knew
how much genuine longing for Brother Nan was contained in this outburst. When this genuine longing met with the thrill and desire of immorality, it
was as if my penis finally ejaculated during Xiao Yanzi's timely climax, bringing this earth-shattering affair
to a perfect end.
Xiao Yanzi's climax lasted a long time and was exceptionally intense. After I ejaculated, I lay tightly on Xiao Yanzi's
back, trying to keep our lower bodies connected for a long time, and a white, viscous liquid flowed from the point where our love organs were joined
...
In the bedroom, Boss Qiu's snoring was peacefully heard.
Sanya Chronicle: In a certain month of a certain year, Ning Zhufu cheated on the underworld boss twice in front of him,
sleeping with his woman next to his bed, once in a montage and once outside a montage.
Just then, my phone rang, and I knew from the ringtone that it was Ning Hui calling.

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