[Urban] The Newly Compiled Story of Director Sanbao (Complete) - 6

Part 4: Adulterers and Adulterous Women 1

Since raping Xiao Yan, whenever she returned home from the military base, this lecherous police chief would rush to her house, demanding to have sex with her. Each time, Xiao Yan succumbed to Qin Shouren's lewdness. The two often indulged in debauchery from dusk till dawn, with the female officer experiencing multiple orgasms every night. Besides anal sex, oral sex, and breast sex, they tried various sexual positions several times each night. Gradually, the female officer realized she couldn't live without this lecherous wolf with countless lovers.

Today was the wedding day of Qin Shouren's younger brother, Qin Shoujia, 15 years his junior, and 22-year-old college student Wang Li. Qin Shouren was surprised that his brother could marry such a beautiful wife. He was so aroused at the wedding that he rushed to Xiao Yan's house afterward.

That evening, Xiao Yan felt a little uncomfortable being alone at home. Instead of changing back into her military uniform, she wore a bathrobe belonging to the police chief's wife and sat in the living room watching television. Now, her initial anger and embarrassment had undergone a significant psychological shift. On one hand, she had become addicted to the thrill and pleasure of this affair; on the other hand, she was also grateful to have found such a powerful figure as a backer, knowing how influential he was, and therefore wanted to gain more benefits from him.

After watching television for a while, she pulled out some DVDs that Qin Shouren had brought—high-quality erotic films. As she watched, she was amazed by the debauched lifestyle depicted in the films, a lifestyle she had never imagined before. Immersed in the films, her emotions rose, and she even imitated the Western beauties on television, spreading her fair legs and involuntarily touching her genitals. She had never known that her body was so sensitive to sex; now, her dormant sexual desire was aroused, and she was immediately consumed by lust.

When Qin Shouren arrived at her house, this was the scene he saw: a mature and sexy beauty lay on the sofa, her long, slender, white legs spread apart, one hand moving between her thighs. Her large, deep, dreamlike eyes were fixed on the lewd images on the television. Her beautiful, delicate cheeks were flushed with a captivating blush, and a glimpse of her fair, almost translucent skin was visible through her neckline, as smooth and delicate as the petals of a newly blossoming flower, making him dizzy and his heart flutter.

Seeing him return, Xiao Yan blushed and stopped, wrapping herself tightly in her bathrobe, too shy to show herself. Qin Shouren pounced on her, tightening his grip on Xiao Yan's slender waist while lewdly laughing, "'Heh...heh...little beauty, are you just starting to taste that? I guarantee you'll be in ecstasy later...'"

Xiao Yan, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, endured his lewd words while desperately pushing against the broad shoulders of this lustful man with her delicate, snow-white hands. She arched her upper body back, trying to prevent him from touching her mature, full, and proudly erect breasts.

However, she was already aroused and was merely playing hard to get, so her resistance weakened, and her soft, erect breasts fell into Qin Shouren's hands. Qin Shouren gently but firmly played with the two rapidly rising and falling breasts of Xiao Yan's body...

Xiao Yan's bathrobe was parted, revealing a pair of bright red, lustrous breasts with hardened nipples. Qin Shouren grasped and caressed her soft, perky breasts with one hand, while his other hand gently pressed against the young woman's full, slightly protruding mons pubis. At the base of her beautiful, smooth, snow-white, and slender legs, a tuft of light black, slightly curled pubic hair shyly covered that alluring crevice... Her beautiful, snow-white body was naked and exposed, allowing Qin Shouren to caress her.

Qin Shouren excitedly whispered in Xiao Yan's ear, "Beauty, today I'm going to have some fun with your tight asshole."

Xiao Yan paled, instinctively touching her buttocks, blushing as she said, "But... I've never had it done there before, it hurts so much."

Qin Shouren kissed her and said, "Don't worry, today I'll deflower your anus. I'll put some lubricant on it so it won't hurt. You'll like this way once you get used to it."

He pulled the half-resisting Xiao Yan into the bathroom, took out an enema kit, and Xiao Yan looked at the tubes curiously, asking, "What's this?"

Qin Shouren told her, "I'll give you an enema first, it'll be easy to get aroused that way."

Xiao Yan blushed instantly. She had only heard of enemas before; she had read in books that enemas were a health practice, but how could she know that someone would use them so pathologically for sex?

Qin Shouren had her hold onto the wall with her hands and legs spread apart. He then applied Vaseline to her anus and slowly inserted a thin tube, channeling the cleaning solution into her body. Xiao Yan felt the cool liquid slowly fill her stomach. Qin Shouren then made her excrete, and then injected the liquid again. This was repeated several times until only clear water flowed out.

Xiao Yan felt an emptiness and coolness in her stomach, and her anus had become extremely sensitive. Each time the tube was inserted, she experienced a somewhat erotic sensation.

The last time, Qin Shouren poured the cleaning solution into her stomach, making her lower abdomen round, but instead of letting her excrete it, he used a plug-like object to press against her anus.

Xiao Yan blushed and reached out to touch it, asking, "What...what is this?"

Qin Shouren chuckled and said, "This plugs your little anus. When you can't hold it in anymore, it'll come out. It feels amazing." Xiao Yan blushed and said coquettishly, "You're so annoying, so many tricks."

Qin Shouren pulled Xiao Yan back to the bedroom, carried her to the bed, and licked her white, pearly earlobe with his tongue, making her tremble all over.

Xiao Yan felt her stomach was bloated and very uncomfortable. The thing in her anus made her very uncomfortable, so she spread her legs wide, her lower body writhing as if it desperately wanted a penis. Her distended abdomen made her want to defecate, but she was too ashamed to speak up. At this moment, Xiao Yan was completely trapped in the trap of lust, her mind filled with desire. She craved a man's caresses, preferably with vigorous thrusting, to give her complete satisfaction.

Her full buttocks and slender waist swayed gracefully. Her small hands also proactively touched Qin Shouren's penis, gently stroking it back and forth. "Ah," the urge to defecate in her lower body grew stronger and stronger. Her eyes flickered, and her tongue slowly licked around her sexy lips. Her two beautifully shaped, white and tender breasts rose and fell rapidly due to the urge to defecate.

Her face flushed, and she whispered, "Ah, I can't hold it in anymore, I... I need to go to the toilet."

Qin Shouren pulled her back and commanded, "You're not allowed to go. Lick it for me first, and you can only leave when you've made me happy."

Xiao Yan's lower body could no longer bear it. She felt the liquid churning inside her, eager to release. Hearing this, she couldn't wait to kneel between Qin Shouren's legs, gently stroking his penis, and skillfully using her fingernails to scrape back and forth between the glans and the fleshy groove of the shaft. Soon, Qin Shouren's penis began to stand erect.

He thrust his lower body upwards with ecstasy, saying, "Quick...quickly take it in."

Xiao Yan gently licked the head of his penis with her tongue for a while, but Qin Shouren continued to enjoy her oral sex service with leisure. Her kneeling position made it even more unbearable for her; her body trembled as she pleaded, "Please...please, let me go."

Qin Shouren laughed heartily at her seductive expression, slapped her plump buttocks hard, and said, "Go."

Xiao Yan felt like she had been granted a pardon, and quickly climbed naked off the bed and ran into the bathroom.

She ejaculated profusely, feeling somewhat exhausted. It took her a while to wipe herself, and as Qin Shouren instructed, she washed her anus with hot water before her legs went weak as she walked back.

Qin Shouren gestured for her to come to the bed and lie prone beside him. Xiao Yan glared at him, obediently got into bed, and lay beside him, raising her beautiful buttocks.

Qin Shouren first inserted his fingers into her hot little hole and moved them back and forth a few times. Then he dipped his fingers in some of the lustful juice flowing from her honey hole and gently poked into her beautiful, tight anus.

"Mmm...mmm...oh..." Xiao Yan, already extremely sensitive, felt the sensation of the finger passing through. Due to the enema she had just received, her anus was incredibly sensitive and delicate. Just the insertion of the finger sent a jolt of electric pleasure through her entire body, as if a thunderbolt had struck her mind. She trembled as if struck by lightning.

Qin Shouren looked triumphantly at the female officer he had completely tamed, then knelt behind her, placing his large, thick glans against her anus and slowly pushing it in. As he entered, Xiao Yan raised her head high, her buttocks trembling as she welcomed his entry. The female officer's anus had finally been breached for the first time.

Qin Shouren gripped her firm, high buttocks with both hands, quickly withdrawing and then thrusting in again. The pleasure from her tight anus mixed with the grinding sensation in her rectum left Xiao Yan weak all over, limp on the bed, allowing Qin Shouren to rape her at will. She could only open her mouth wide and groan "Ah..." on the bed.

Qin Shouren thrust in and out with wide, sweeping strokes, his hands caressing her plump, fleshy buttocks. Her deep anus swallowed his thick, long penis to the very bottom, the anal muscles tightly gripping the base of his penis, layers of tender flesh tightly surrounding his glans. Now Xiao Yan was beginning to experience the pleasure of anal sex, especially after holding it in for so long during the enema. Now, with Qin Shouren thrusting in, she felt an extremely pleasurable sensation.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but start moaning softly, and rubbed her full breasts. Seeing this, Qin Shouren, increasingly excited, gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, slapping Xiao Yan's plump buttocks with both hands, making crisp "slap...slap..." sounds.

Due to the thrusting of the thick penis, the tender, rosy flesh of Xiao Yan's anus was exaggeratedly turned inside out and squeezed in with each movement. Xiao Yan was almost going crazy. A woman's body seems so delicate, seemingly unable to withstand any ravages, but when faced with sexual assault, even the strongest man, with the most powerful physique, seems to have limitless endurance when confronted with a woman's delicate and alluring body.

She felt an unprecedented pleasure from this intense attack, "Ah...Director Qin...so comfortable...ah ah...so beautiful..." She was being pounded, her hair disheveled, her breasts and buttocks swaying back and forth, making lewd moans in her throat, while desperately thrusting her body backward. The contact between their skin made a "slap slap slap" sound as they slapped each other, hoping to get greater pleasure. Each time the penis penetrated deeply into her anus, the sensations of numbness, pain, fullness, and expulsion mixed together into an extremely strange pleasure.

She was completely immersed in the pleasure of being attacked. Each thrust of Director Qin's penis deep into the center of her buttocks caused ripples to spread across her smooth, white flesh. The pleasure traveled from the point of contact between their genitals throughout their bodies. The intense pleasure made Director Qin even more excited and powerful, while making Xiao Yan more languid and powerless. Her beautiful body was soft, as if she could not withstand the fierce impact at any moment and collapse, but she was able to withstand the hard entry and withdrawal each time. Her lower body, experiencing repeated orgasms, had dominated all their emotions. A comfortable, numbing pleasure rushed to the top of their heads, and their intercourse was perfectly coordinated. The frenzied lovemaking lasted for more than an hour.

"Oh, so strong... Director Qin... good brother... I can't take it anymore... um..." Xiao Yan felt her whole body floating, as if she were flying in the air. She opened her small mouth wide, but could only moan weakly, waiting for the final moment to arrive.

Just as the two were making love passionately, the doorbell rang, and a hurried voice called from outside, "Yanzi, Yanzi, are you home? I'm back!"

Xiao Yan was startled, her back stiffened, and the muscles in her anus clenched tightly. She said urgently, "My husband is back, quick, quick, pull out!"

Qin Shouren was already on the verge of collapse. The clenching of his anus stimulated him greatly, and he accelerated his thrusts, whispering, "Don't move, don't move, I'm coming, I'm coming."

"Ah," Xiao Yan was both nervous and excited, rapidly jerking her hips to increase the stimulation, trying to force Qin Shouren to release quickly. At the same time, she was also emotionally affected by the intense stimulation of her living husband outside the door, her beautiful face flushed.

With each jerk of her soft, fragrant buttocks, Qin Shouren felt a tingling sensation in his spine. He thrust his penis forcefully, and a gush of fluid was released, shooting every last drop into Xiao Yan's delicate and beautiful anus.

Xiao Yan moaned softly, her mouth slightly open, as he ejaculated, causing her to convulse. She collapsed limply onto the bed, her full, white buttocks still shamelessly raised, enjoying the lingering afterglow of his trembling penis. Soon, Qin Shouren's penis swelled and hardened again inside Xiao Yan's anus. Qin Shouren withdrew his large penis and thrust it into Xiao Yan's vagina with a "squelch." "Ah!" Xiao Yan let out a sweet moan, but she immediately remembered her husband was outside the door: "No, Mr. Qin, spare me! My husband is outside! Take it out!" She twisted her plump buttocks, trying to escape Qin's thrusting. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can you possibly enjoy that? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exercise device, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation!) Maintain the sensation of ejaculation for 30 minutes, enjoy the pleasure to the point of dizziness. Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

Qin Shouren pressed his hands against Xiao Yan's white buttocks, thrusting into her cunt while shouting, "What does it matter? Today I'm going to teach him a lesson, let him know how to have sex with a beautiful woman, how to penetrate her!" Qin Shouren was that kind of person; the more stimulating the thing, the more daring

he was to do it. For a moment, only the sounds of "plop, plop" penetration and the female officer's tearful moans filled the room: "No... Director Qin... spare me... ah... take it out... ah... please... my husband is outside... take it out quickly... ah... um... be gentle... it's so deep."

With a "bang," the bedroom door was opened. Xiao Yan's husband, Gang Sheng, saw his wife, whom he had only been married to for a year, naked and having sex with his former superior, now the director of the Public Security Bureau. He was speechless for a long time. Qin Shouren only glanced at him, then pressed his hands firmly against Xiao Yan's waist and white buttocks, continuing to fuck his beautiful wife. Xiao Yan had no choice but to remain prone on the bed like a dog, involuntarily thrusting her ample buttocks backward as Qin Shouren raped her. With red eyes, she turned to her husband, moaning and crying, "Husband... ah... don't be angry... um... I... I was forced. You... you have to transfer to civilian life... husband... don't be impulsive... Uncle Qin... ah... Uncle Qin is doing it for our own good... um... besides, we can't afford to offend him... ah... President Qin... be gentle." Xiao Yan knew her husband was weak-willed; if she said this, he wouldn't dare to get angry.

Sure enough, Gang Sheng muttered, "I never thought you would do such a thing, I... I!" But Gang Sheng already knew Qin Shouren had considerable influence in both the military and civilian sectors, and he couldn't continue speaking. "Gang Sheng, you go out first. Your wife is really good at it. I know you want to transfer back to the city, but if you spoil my mood today, forget about transferring, I'll have someone transfer you to Xinjiang!" Qin Shouren threatened as he thrust into Xiao Yan with relish.

The weak-willed Gang Sheng was at a loss, blaming himself for agreeing to let his new wife go to this notorious lecher. Knowing he couldn't win against him, he could only stammer, "Mr. Qin, I...I...okay, don't make things too difficult for Yanzi." He then retreated, gently closing the door behind him.

As soon as Gang Sheng left, Qin Shouren, without a word, withdrew his penis from Xiao Yan's vagina, stood by the bed, pulled the female officer's white buttocks towards him, took a deep breath, and thrust his large penis in and out rapidly. Standing by the bed, supporting his pelvis, was much easier for an older man. For a moment, his large penis moved in and out of her vagina with unstoppable force, the labia opening and closing, the layers of tender skin at the entrance being pushed in and out by the large penis—a truly captivating sight. The enormous glans penis swelled even more, thrusting and pulling inside the vagina like a piston, grinding against the vulva with intense pleasure, constantly pumping out vaginal fluid, which was then carried out of the body by the large penis, ground into a white semen, and flowed back to the perineum; sometimes a sudden gush would erupt, spraying out from the crevice, splashing water everywhere, even wetting both of their thighs. The scrotum swayed back and forth with the body's movements, causing the testicles to bounce against the perineum, dripping with the vaginal fluid and splattering onto the bed.

A lustful couple engaged in passionate intercourse, their moans filling the air, a duet of "Oh... Wow... Oh... Wow..." rising and falling with the rhythm of their thrusts, a harmonious union. In moments of ease, they danced with abandon; in moments of tension, they clung to each other, the room filled with the heat of passion, lost in blissful pleasure. Xiao Yan, in particular, was aroused by the thought of her husband being in the living room, this blatant act of infidelity causing her vagina to overflow with lust, experiencing repeated orgasms.

In the living room, Gang Sheng sat on the sofa, noticing the bedroom door ajar, bras and panties scattered on the floor, and hearing soft moans coming from inside. He felt a pang of sadness; he hadn't expected to return from his leave to find this scene. After a long while, the wife's moans from the inner room grew louder and more lewd, yet Qin Shouren showed no sign of stopping. He secretly admired the chairman's stamina; he hadn't realized he was even stronger than a young man.

Inside the room, Qin Shouren lay on the bed, turning Xiao Yan over and thrusting over two hundred times in a row, leaving her dazed and paralyzed, lying limply on the bed with her limbs spread wide, her lower body at his mercy. She no longer had the strength to cry out; she was like a dead woman, her body shifting back and forth with Qin Shouren's violent thrusts, her large breasts swaying back and forth.

Qin Shouren watched, releasing his hands from her thighs and instead grabbing her breasts. Upon contact, he felt they were hard yet soft, slippery to the touch, so he continued thrusting, grasping one breast in each hand and kneading them gently, lost in pleasure. Under this double assault, Xiao Yan experienced wave after wave of orgasms, too many to count. Her throat, already hoarse from shouting, suddenly erupted again, a series of gasps...

Strangely enough, these cries, though irregular and off-key, sounded like heavenly music to a man's ears, lingering for days, intoxicating and unforgettable. Qin Shouren, after a long period of thrusting, grew increasingly vigorous and excited. Her cries acted like a shot of adrenaline, bolstering his courage as he charged forward again, relentlessly. His hands gripped her breasts tightly, his lower body pumping wildly until his semen churned and surged forth in torrents. Countless spurts of semen erupted, one after another, filling her vagina to overflowing.

Xiao Yan's cervix was simultaneously washed and pounded by the hot semen, the engorged glans adding to the climax, causing her to tremble uncontrollably, her body trembling uncontrollably. With all her might, she screamed, "President Qin... I... I... I'm so happy!" Her legs were wrapped around his waist, her hands flailing behind her back, her head swaying from side to side, her eyes tightly shut, her teeth clenched so hard they cracked, and her entire body tensed like a fully drawn bow. After a series of spasms, she finally released her octopus-like limbs, letting out a sigh of relief, and collapsed motionless on the edge of the bed.

Qin Shouren took the opportunity to lie on top of her, embracing her warm, soft body until his large penis, trailing clumps of sticky fluid, withdrew from his body. Only then did he climb onto the bed, tenderly embracing Xiao Yan and kissing her passionately. Fifteen minutes later, Xiao Yan broke free from Qin Shouren's bear hug and said to him, "Don't move, let me get a towel to clean you up." The moment she stepped onto the ground, the semen that had accumulated in her vagina liquefied into a thin, pale, rice-water-like liquid, trickling down her thighs. She quickly grabbed two tissues from the dressing table and placed them at the entrance, instantly soaking them. She tossed them into the trash can, grabbed two more to cover herself, and headed out. As soon as she stepped out of the living room, she saw Gangsheng leaning against the sofa. She hadn't expected him to still be there and was momentarily stunned. Realizing she was currently naked and covered in filth, she felt incredibly embarrassed. Remembering what had just happened, she knew he had overheard everything outside, and her face flushed red. She felt deeply ashamed of her husband. Gang Sheng turned around and saw her standing blankly at the doorway, her hair disheveled, her cheeks flushed, her eyebrows furrowed, and two lines of white, sticky fluid hanging from her inner thighs, extending down to her knees. A trickle of fluid was still seeping from her vulva through her fingers. Even an idiot like him remembered what had happened earlier.

Seeing this, he felt a surge of jealousy and regretted his decision. "Your actions are over now!" Gang Sheng said bitterly.

"Husband, don't...don't misunderstand, I was raped by President Qin. Really, don't be angry."

Thinking of the bigger picture, Gang Sheng pretended nothing was wrong and said to Xiao Yan, "Aren't you going to the bathroom to wash up?" He turned his face away from the television.

"Honey, wait a little longer, Mr. Qin said he wants to... wants to do it with me again." After cleaning herself in the bathroom, Xiao Yan grabbed a wet towel, slipped behind Gang Sheng into the bedroom, closed the door, and saw Qin Shouren lying on the bed chuckling lewdly. She quickly grabbed Qin Shouren's large penis with one hand, pulled back the foreskin, and wiped the glans with the towel with the other, saying to him, "Mr. Qin... ah... where did you get so much semen? I haven't even finished flowing out yet! It's like the amount of three or four people, you must have been holding it in for a long time, right?

" Qin Shouren replied shamefully, "To be honest, since my wife went to Canada on a business trip, I haven't been close to any women for too long. I usually only play with you. I've been busy with work these past two days, so this is two days' worth of stock up for you!" Xiao Yan was amused and giggled nonstop. She tapped his nose with her finger and said in a coquettish voice, "I don't believe it. With your sweet talk, I wonder how many girls have been fooled by you!" After saying that, she turned and lay down in his arms.

Qin Shouren pinched one of her breasts with his five fingers, slowly caressing and kneading it. He rubbed it while lightly rubbing his thumb against the nipple. The body in his arms was warm and smooth, fragrant and intoxicating. He secretly regretted meeting her too late, and felt a child's longing for a new, beloved toy, a mixture of satisfaction and excitement. Xiao Yan, as he continued to caress and rub her breasts, felt a growing itch within her. Her cheeks flushed, her breath quickened, and she swayed her plump buttocks incessantly. Ignoring the fact that Gang Sheng could hear her outside, her moans grew louder and louder. Her recently cleaned breasts were once again overflowing with lustful fluids, becoming soaked.

Qin Shouren's large penis, which had been like a deflated balloon, soft as a layer of skin, was now being relentlessly rubbed by her swaying buttocks. A warm current flowed from his heart, awakening it. Once it reacted, it couldn't be stopped, like air being pumped into a balloon, slowly swelling up. In the blink of an eye, as if by magic, the soft leather transformed into an iron rod, hardening and thrusting into her cleft. With the help of her vaginal fluids, it slipped unknowingly into her vagina from behind.

Qin Shouren, unable to resist, wanted to have a second round, willing to risk his life for his beauty, to once again cross the Jade Gate Pass with the spring breeze. He lifted one of her thighs with his hands, placing it on his waist, arching his body forward, so that his large penis was perfectly positioned between her legs. He then reached forward and gripped her breasts, using this as leverage, and thrust back and forth. His several-inch-long penis moved nimbly in and out of her vagina, moving in and out freely. Perhaps due to a natural endowment, his penis was also different: his large penis erected first, and then during intercourse, the glans grew larger and larger. Although the glans was disproportionately large, it was a natural gift to women.

Xiao Yan's unbearably itchy vulva was instantly filled by the hot, hard cylinder, a sensation so pleasurable it felt like flying to heaven. She forgot her own name, instinctively using her strength to grip the penis tightly with her vaginal muscles, making the contact more intimate and the friction more sensitive, so that when they reached their climax together, they could experience unparalleled pleasure. Qin Shouren's large penis was wrapped tightly in her vagina, like wearing a tailor-made flesh garment, moving freely and unrestrained within the tender tubules, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her. The few tender skins at the vaginal opening gripped the base of the penis like rubber bands, making it harder and harder. The large glans also performed its special function, growing larger and larger, stretching the vaginal walls until they bulged. The edges of the flesh rubbed against the vaginal folds, transmitting boundless pleasure to both of them, making them tremble with pleasure.

Xiao Yan felt the large penis inside her vagina thrusting faster and faster, the glans swelling larger and larger, and the arrival of orgasms becoming shorter and shorter. Before she could even process one, another would follow. Feeling overwhelmed, she screamed desperately, "Oh...oh...Mr. Qin...good uncle...you're so amazing...oh...oh...I...I...oh...I'm going to die...oh...don't stop...harder...yes...oh...I'm going to cum again! Oh...ah...!" She gripped his hands tightly, pressing them hard against her breasts, shivering a dozen times before turning her head away, gazing at Qin Shouren with infatuated eyes, and saying weakly, "Why are you getting more and more excited? You're even better at it than a young man, you're about to burst my little hole too."

Before she could finish speaking, Qin Shouren had already moved her body so she was lying face down on the bed. He then lifted her buttocks with his hands, spreading her thighs wide apart. Her snow-white, plump buttocks, paired with her bright red vulva, were facing him directly, making him drool. Qin Shouren couldn't bear to waste time admiring her. He aimed his erect penis at the small slit in her vulva and thrust it in forcefully. With one thrust, the lustful fluids that hadn't had time to flow out were squeezed out with a "squeak," spraying all over his pubic hair, making the dark hair covered with tiny pearl-like droplets of water, glistening. He held her plump buttocks with both hands, his lower body thrusting incessantly, rubbing his penis until he felt a tingling, pleasurable sensation, sending waves of indescribable pleasure to his brain. Sweat soaked his entire body, streaming down his face, only to evaporate completely due to his hot body heat. All her strength was concentrated in one movement, relentlessly thrusting, thrusting, and thrusting again…

Xiao Yan was almost exhausted from the thrusting, all her sensory nerves receiving only one message: the pleasure emanating from her vagina. Everything else was numb; she didn't even notice Qin Shouren turning her over. Now she was lying face up against the ceiling. Qin Shouren lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, his calves pushing against the bed, his hands supporting her thighs. His buttocks rose and fell like waves as his large penis continued the same motion inside her vagina. Xiao Yan's lower body was lifted several inches off the bed, throbbing and swaying with each thrust, enduring the powerful impact of his large glans and penis, appearing pitiful and helpless, her juices flying everywhere.

Qin Shouren was like a pile driver, as if determined to drive that iron pillar into the hole without leaving an inch. Before him, the large penis, upon reaching the entrance, would immediately plunge deep again, leaving no room for retreat, repeating this endlessly.

Despite their twenty-year age difference, like a pear blossom pressing down on a crabapple, one a youthful vigor, the other a seasoned veteran, their cooperation in bed was seamless, without any generation gap. The younger one's juices flowed freely, her thighs slapped against the walls, both men making excited noises, the bed creaking and groaning… the sounds mingled, forming a beautiful symphony, rising and falling, melodious and soothing.

Suddenly, the sounds became deafening; the two were reaching their climax, about to reach a state of sublime bliss together, ready to reap the rewards of their hard work. In a dizzying rush of sensation, Qin Shouren's glans swelled like a balloon filled with excess gas, round and swollen like an American black plum, about to burst; the veins on his penis bulged and became prominent, unprecedentedly hard, constantly intensifying the tingling sensation; Xiao Yan's labia minora were full of blood, opening hard to both sides like a baby's mouth crying for milk; her clitoris was erect and stretched outwards, covered with spiderweb-like red blood vessels; her nipples turned dark red and protruded upwards: all the sensitive areas collected every drop of pleasure and sent it all to her brain.

In an instant, a sudden numbness enveloped his glans, causing Qin Shouren to involuntarily arch his back, followed by a spasm of all his muscles, his lower body pressing forward against her vulva. In a flash, billions upon billions of life seeds surged forth like a herd of wild horses released from their dam, rushing headlong through the massive penis towards the warm, moist cradle of conception. Xiao Yan's entire body's nerve endings exploded simultaneously, pulsating rhythmically with each beat. The intense orgasm caused her buttocks to spring up like powerful springs, enthusiastically welcoming each surge of life, absorbing every drop. Her vagina contracted and expanded incessantly, sucking up every last drop of the scalding semen.

As the orgasm slowly subsided, her tense muscles relaxed instantly. She let out a long, relieved breath, followed by an indescribably comfortable languor, a feeling of inexplicable bliss. It was like when your nose is unbearably itchy, suddenly tensing your entire body, taking a deep breath, and then forcefully sneezing to dispel the discomfort and bring a sense of ease and joy.

Outside the living room, Hong Sheng was uneasy from the lewd noises emanating from the room. His heart was a jumble of emotions, a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy. He fantasized about a wanton couple in bed, their wanton behavior making him restless and agitated. He tried to drown out the noise by turning up the television volume, hoping to bury his head in the sand. But the light streaming through the crack in the door cast flickering shadows on the wall, like a suggestive shadow play, constantly reminding him that his beloved wife was being fucked to death by another man. His eyes were on the television, but he couldn't concentrate at all.

After enduring a long hour, Xiao Yan emerged from the living room carrying a thin blanket, her face flushed. She said to him, "Honey, I'm so sorry! After I've finished dealing with that old man, I'll take good care of you. Just ask, and I'll do anything. Understand, everything I've done is for you!"

Gang Sheng replied softly, "Even if it's for my own good, don't go to such lengths! It makes me feel so bad." Xiao Yan said somewhat apologetically, "Sweetie, don't be childish. Come on, Mr. Qin said he won't be able to get home in time tonight and will have to sleep here. It's so unfair to you. Just lie on the sofa for the night. A real man can be flexible, how about that?"

Gang Sheng reluctantly took the blanket. Lying on the sofa, his mind raced, unable to close his eyes. It felt like countless insects were biting him, so he tossed and turned on the sofa, shifting constantly. Unexpectedly, a few moments later, unpleasant noises filled the room again—sometimes murmuring, sometimes shouting—disturbing the mind and making it impossible to sleep.

Xiao Yan's familiar lewd words were like a sharp sword, stabbing repeatedly into his heart. While his heart ached, his large penis, uncontrollably erect, quietly became hard, as if infected by the desire to join the fray. After a while, he really wanted to sneak off to the nightclub across the street and find a girl to satisfy himself, but remembering he needed to stock up on ammunition to show his wife when he returned home the day after tomorrow, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress his feelings. Unable to bear it any longer, he found a can of cold beer in the refrigerator, took a few big gulps, hoping to cool down and get through the night.

The people in the room were truly capable; they managed to engage in a non-stop, ecstatic battle throughout the long night, their wanton sounds echoing out of the hallway. Gang Sheng, even with the blanket over his head, couldn't block out the intrusion of sound. He cursed inwardly: "You old fool, if you're going to be a womanizer, at least wait until I transfer to a better job before you die under the peonies!" The television in front of him played one Cantonese film after another, then an old English movie, but the room still hadn't quieted down. He couldn't help but admire the chairman's sexual prowess; it was like superhuman. Finally, as dawn approached, things gradually quieted down, and Gang Sheng drifted off to sleep, exhausted.

Two months later, Xiao Yan became pregnant with Qin Shouren's child. At Qin's urging, Xiao Yan aborted the child and divorced her husband, officially becoming one of Qin Shouren's many mistresses. Qin Shouren also successfully arranged for Xiao Yan to work at the tax bureau.

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Two months ago, Qin Shouren's younger brother, Qin Shoujia, married a female college student, Wang Li. Wang Li was a mature, beautiful woman with a great figure and appearance. At the suggestion of his daughter, Qin Xiaohua, Qin Shouren set his sights on her.

Shortly after graduating from university, Wang Li started working as a secretary at Huatong Company. However, due to unbearable sexual harassment from General Manager Sun, she resigned in anger and remained unemployed. Soon after, her husband, Qin Shoujia, was transferred by his company to a northern region as a supervisor. Due to regulations, Wang Li could not accompany him and was left alone, living a life akin to widowhood.

Her husband's salary was low, and his expenses were high, making their finances strained. Wang Li then considered finding work again. Having experienced harassment twice, Wang Li was very cautious when looking for work. Coincidentally, Qin Shoujia's elder brother, Qin Shouren—Wang Li's uncle—was looking for a confidential typist at the Public Security Bureau, so Wang Li went to work at her uncle's company. Because they were relatives, Wang Li felt she could finally escape the harassment.

Qin Shouren and his wife, Sun Hongying, lived in a villa in the city. Seeing that Wang Li lived alone, Sun Hongying invited her to stay with them. Wang Li mainly printed confidential documents for her uncle, working from his home and not needing to go to the company. A month passed, and everything was peaceful. But on the very day Sun Hongying went on a business trip to Canada, disaster struck.

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That evening, after taking a bath, Wang Li lay comfortably in bed reading. But around nine o'clock, her uncle, Qin Shouren, knocked on her door.

When Wang Li opened the door, she saw the tall and robust Qin Shouren, wearing a plaid nightgown and carrying a large stack of documents. She knew her plan to go to bed early was going to be ruined again, but the obedient girl immediately took the documents from Qin Shouren and asked considerately, "Brother, do you need me to help organize the documents or type them?"

Qin Shouren looked at Wang Li, who was only wearing a silk skirt, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face. He said, "I'm sorry, Wang Li, Hongying is away on a business trip, so I'll have to trouble you to type them again."

Wang Li quickly replied, "It's alright, brother, I have nothing else to do anyway."

Qin Shouren then deliberately emphasized, "Wang Li, we might have to work late tonight." "Warrior, this document is very important to the bureau, and we need to submit it tomorrow, so I have no choice but to ask for your help."

Upon hearing Qin Shouren's words, Wang Li perked up and said, "Brother, I understand. Since it's so urgent, let's start working on it right away!" Without bothering to put on some clothes, she turned and walked into the small study connected to her bedroom, still wearing the short skirt that barely covered her hips. Qin Shouren, who was gradually implementing his scheme, immediately followed her into Wang Li's elegant little private space.

There, Wang Li sat attentively in front of the computer, typing quickly and attentively according to Qin Shouren's instructions. Qin Shouren sat close to the back of Wang Li's chair, to her right and behind. This position allowed him to see not only Wang Li's alluring, crossed thighs, but also to easily see into her slightly open skirt, revealing her large, white breasts, half-hidden and half-exposed, supported by a sexy white bra. With each breath and movement of her arms, Wang Li's breasts rose and fell, creating a deep cleavage. But what pleased Qin Shouren even more was Wang Li's exquisite face. He had never admired his sister-in-law's beautiful face so closely before, so he unabashedly gazed at her delicate, straight nose, her always smiling, alluring red lips, and especially her expressive eyes, which were always tender and revealed a shy, virginal expression.

Wang Li knew that Qin Shouren was a womanizer, and for nearly an hour, her face flushed red more than once, and she lowered her head shyly. She also noticed that Qin Shouren was staring at her from time to time, and that burning gaze clearly revealed the feelings between a man and a woman, rather than the affection of an elder brother for his sister-in-law.

The usually dignified uncle, seeing his beautiful sister-in-law blushing and fidgeting before him, knew Wang Li had sensed his hidden desire and immediately decided to strike while the iron was hot. Taking advantage of a typo Wang Li made, he pointed to the computer with his right hand and said, "This word is wrong," while casually placing his left hand on her shoulder. Through the silk fabric, Qin Shouren could clearly feel the bra strap of Wang Li's bra. He gently caressed that area, waiting to see his sister-in-law's reaction.

Under Qin Shouren's harassment, whether unintentional or deliberate, Wang Li could only continue typing, her face flushed, but her flustered thoughts were undeniably reflected on the computer screen. The following text was riddled with errors, almost entirely incorrect, but Wang Li herself didn't notice. Her eyes remained fixed on the document, her hands continuing to type, seemingly very focused.

However, the cunning Qin Shouren had already seen through her panic. A sly smile appeared on his face, and he leaned in close to Wang Li's ear, saying, "Sister-in-law, you're tired. Rest for a bit before we talk." As he spoke, he placed his right hand on Wang Li's soft hands.

Wang Li could almost feel Qin Shouren's lips about to touch her cheek. She tried to pull her hands away from his grasp and lowered her head, whispering, "Brother...it's okay...I'm not tired...I don't need to rest. And didn't you say you had to finish the manuscript?"

Hearing Wang Li's hesitant words, Qin Shouren smiled, took her right hand, pointed to the computer, and said, "You still say you're not tired? Look! This whole paragraph is all wrong."

Wang Li originally wanted to pull her right hand back, but when she saw the words she had just haphazardly typed, she couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, "Oh my god! What am I typing?" At the same time, she couldn't help

but whisper, "Ah! I'm sorry, brother, I'll retype it right away." Although Wang Li said this, she looked like a child caught lying, her ears turning bright red and her head almost drooping to her chest. Her shy and restless appearance proved that she had indeed been lost in her own thoughts without realizing it.

Qin Shouren gazed at Wang Li quietly for a while before gently pressing his cheek against hers and taking her hand, saying, "Come on, Wang Li, let's go rest outside for a bit."

Wang Li hesitated, looking somewhat flustered, but her face flushed and her heart pounding. Ultimately, she couldn't resist her uncle's insistent urging and allowed Qin Shouren to lead her by the hand out of the study, through the bedroom, and into the small living room.

Qin Shouren and Wang Li sat down on the sofa together, then Qin Shouren patted her hand and said, "Rest a bit, I'll go get some drinks."

After Qin Shouren went downstairs, Wang Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, her tense emotions relaxing. She gently touched her burning cheeks, secretly feeling annoyed and ashamed of her earlier lapse in composure. She tried hard to calm herself down quickly, lest she fall back into that inappropriate fantasy. Wang Li repeatedly reminded herself—he was her husband's older brother!

As Qin Shouren walked upstairs with a glass of milk in each hand, Wang Li quickly stood up and said, "Oh! Brother, why did you bring this for me? I'm sorry, I should have done it."

Qin Shouren just smiled and said, "You've been busy for so long, making milk is something I should do. Besides, you should have something to drink." He then handed Wang Li a glass of milk.

Wang Li held the warm milk in both hands, took a few sips, and said, "Brother, let's go back inside and continue working."

Qin Shouren shook his head and said, "No need to rush, finish your milk first. Work is never-ending, don't tire yourself out trying to help me."

Wang Li had no choice but to obediently sit back on the sofa, casually flipping through a magazine while continuing to drink her milk, her long eyelashes fluttering beautifully.

Qin Shouren sat beside his brother's wife, secretly admiring her beautiful face and alluring figure. Although they were sitting on the sofa, Wang Li's long, slender, fair legs exposed outside her short skirt, and her full, seductive breasts, still captivated him.

Qin Shouren secretly peeked through the slightly open neckline of her skirt, and when he saw Wang Li's full breasts half-exposed beneath it, his lecherous eyes were fixed on her.

Wang Li only felt that burning gaze again when she was almost finished with her milk. Her chest tightened, and a blush inexplicably rose to her cheeks. Embarrassed, she quickly finished the last sip of milk, then stood up and said, "Brother, I'll go into the study first."

Qin Shouren also stood up and said, "Okay, let's continue working together."

As Wang Li and Qin Shouren entered the bedroom one after the other, whether it was because Qin Shouren was right behind her making her nervous or something else, despite the spacious room, she suddenly stumbled and bumped into the desk the moment she entered the study. A clattering

sound followed, and most of the items on the desk fell over. Qin Shouren, who had been behind her, quickly reached out to support her unsteady body, and after Wang Li regained her balance, helped her sit in a chair, saying, "Where did you bump into? Are you hurt? Let your brother take a look!"

Although the corner of the table she bumped into wasn't very sharp, a large red mark appeared on the outside of Wang Li's right thigh. The numbness and pain left her momentarily unsure whether she was truly injured. She could only gently rub the area through her skirt, not daring to lift it to check for any damage. After all, she had bumped her hip, and if she lifted her skirt, Qin Shouren would immediately see her sexy underwear. Therefore, Wang Li had to endure the pain and maintain basic feminine modesty, not daring to raise the hem of her skirt any further, as the skirt was already short enough to barely cover her hips.

At this moment, Qin Shouren squatted down beside her and said, "Come on, Wang Li, let me see how badly you're hurt." He reached out to pull her hands away from her skirt.

This immediately put Wang Li in a dilemma. She couldn't refuse Qin Shouren's concern outright, but she also didn't want him to touch her thigh. For a moment, she didn't know what to do. So when Qin Shouren pulled away her right hand that was holding her skirt, she could only stammer, "Ah... Brother... no need... I'm fine, it'll be alright in a moment."

Despite Wang Li's protests, how could Qin Shouren, already consumed by lust, let this golden opportunity pass? He said seriously, "No! I must check on you. What if you break a bone?" With that, he lifted the hem of Wang Li's skirt, bringing his face close to her smooth, white thigh, and his hands quickly moved onto her thigh.

Suddenly, a pair of warm, large hands pressed against her thigh. Wang Li instinctively pulled her legs back, looking somewhat flustered. But she didn't dare push Qin Shouren's hands away, and could only say, blushing and pounding, "Ah... Brother... this... no need! It doesn't hurt anymore."

Although he heard Wang Li say this, Qin Shouren pressed one hand against her thigh and gently stroked the spot where she had been hit, saying, "You say it doesn't hurt? Look! It's all red."

Wang Li looked down and saw a slightly red, swollen welt on the outside of her snow-white thigh, and she could still feel a faint pain. She also immediately noticed that her sexy thong was exposed to Qin Shouren. Wang Li blushed deeply, even her chest turning red.

At this moment, Qin Shouren's hands were stroking a wider area. He not only seemingly casually touched Wang Li's snow-white buttocks with his fingers, but also deliberately blew air onto the swollen area. This overly attentive tenderness, and the already inappropriate contact, made Wang Li's breathing quicken. She braced herself against the soft edge of the chair, her flushed face turned away, not daring to look Qin Shouren in the eye.

Seemingly sensing his sister-in-law's unease, Qin Shouren secretly glanced at Wang Li, noticing her prominent breasts heaving intensely before him. Her eyes were tightly closed, her expression unreadable, neither one of restraint nor pleasure. A

sinister, smug smile appeared on Qin Shouren's lips. He confidently said to Wang Li, "Come on, Wang Li, open your legs a little wider, let me rub the place you bumped."

Wang Li hesitated, wondering why Qin Shouren was telling her to open her legs when she had only bumped the outside of her thigh. But just as she hesitated, Qin Shouren's hands were already on her knees. As his hands simultaneously moved upwards, Wang Li's delicate body trembled noticeably, but she only let out a soft moan, not refusing Qin Shouren's continued caressing of her alluring thighs.

When Qin Shouren's right hand was already between her thighs, he whispered, "Good girl, Wang Li, open your thighs a little wider."

Qin Shouren's voice was like a spell, and Wang Li obediently and shyly opened her thighs wider. However, this time Qin Shouren's hands were no longer moving in tandem, but rather using a combined approach—his left hand slid along the outer edge of her thighs until it touched her buttocks, then lingered there, caressing and groping haphazardly; while his right hand boldly rubbed the inner side of Wang Li's thighs. Those wicked and nimble fingers were active to within an inch of her secret triangle.

However, Qin Shouren didn't force his way in. He just looked at Wang Li, whose nose was already beaded with sweat, with a half-smile and said, "Just open your legs a little wider, come on, listen to me, Wang Li, just a little wider!"

Wang Li's body began to writhe, turning uncomfortably on the round stool. She seemed to be trying her best to control herself, sometimes biting her lower lip, sometimes tossing her long hair, looking down at her uncle squatting in front of her with seductive eyes. But no matter how hard she tried, she finally sighed in a dreamlike voice, "Ah... Brother... this isn't good... I can't do this..."

Although she said this, her restless body suddenly stopped. After about a second of stillness, Wang Li thrust her slender waist forward, and her legs opened wide at the same time.

In that instant, Qin Shouren's fingers immediately touched her mound of Venus. Even through her panties, Qin Shouren's fingertips could feel the warm moisture under the fabric. He began to slowly and deliberately caress that beautiful mound.

Although Wang Li trembled all over from his touch, her long, slender legs, spread wide, occasionally seemed to want to close with the teasing and provocation of his fingers, but never actually did. Her reaction was exactly as Qin Shouren had predicted; seemingly resisting, she was actually only feigning reluctance.

This beautiful sister-in-law, who had been lonely for so long, would definitely not be able to refuse Qin Shouren as her lover tonight! Thinking this, Qin Shouren lowered his head and easily bit open the bow-tied belt of Wang Li's skirt with his teeth. The moment the skirt was completely open, Qin Shouren saw the beautiful body he had been longing for day and night, which was now dazzlingly presented before him.

Her full, half-naked breasts seemed about to spring out of her white bra, swaying gently and gleaming beneath it.

Qin Shouren's lust intensified. Without a word, he buried his face deep into her cleavage. Like a hungry wolf, he greedily and busily kissed Wang Li's chest, but couldn't find the nipple he wanted to suckle. So he quickly raised his left hand to unhook Wang Li's bra. At this moment, Wang Li, who was already holding her breath and trembling, seemed to suddenly wake up. She suddenly squeezed her legs together, her almond eyes wide open, and while pushing away Qin Shouren's invasion, she hurriedly whispered, "Ah... Brother... No... Don't... You can't do this... Oh no... Really... I can't do it anymore..."

How could Qin Shouren, who was already aroused, stop there? He completely ignored Wang Li's struggles and protests. Not only was his right hand busy trying to slip into her sexy panties, but his left hand also roughly lifted her skirt, and at the same time, he buried his head in Wang Li's chest.

Because her wrists were still covered by the sleeves of her skirt, Wang Li couldn't stretch her arms to resist. She wanted to protect her nipples, but was powerless. Qin Shouren's cunning tongue, like a snake, slipped inside her bra, rapidly and nimbly licking them.

Each time, Qin Shouren's tongue became more rampant and fiery. Poor Wang Li wanted to enjoy it, yet dared not reciprocate. She knew her nipples were already hard and erect; each lick of his tongue filled her with both anxiety and shame. The desire burning deep within her was also fiercely consuming her reason and soul. She knew she was on the verge of collapse, understood she was about to succumb, but she refused to disobey her husband and lose her virginity to her brother-in-law. Therefore, relying on the last shred of reason remaining in her mind, she desperately struggled, trying to push Qin Shouren away. But instead of using force, her effort caused her to lose her balance, her upper body falling backward. Although Qin Shouren quickly caught her slumping body, they both fell onto the thick carpet.

Qin Shouren, now on top of Wang Li, was suddenly overwhelmed by the warmth of her embrace. He simply gazed at the beautiful woman before him, her breath heavy and her face flushed with shyness. Her expression—a mixture of reproach and infatuation, a longing to speak yet an inability to open her eyes—was utterly captivating, leaving even the seasoned lecher Qin Shouren momentarily stunned!

He held his breath and admired Wang Li's exquisitely beautiful expression for a long while before exclaiming from the bottom of his heart, "Oh, Wang Li, you are so beautiful! You are so pretty! You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life." As he spoke, he lowered his head and gently kissed Wang Li's round and beautiful slender shoulder. Wang Li kept her eyes tightly closed and did not dare to say a word, letting Qin Shouren's lips and tongue gently and skillfully kiss her from her shoulder to her pink neck and ears. Then Qin Shouren kissed back to her shoulder from top to bottom, and then slowly kissed back up. He also gently pulled the bra strap that was hanging on Wang Li's arm down to her armpit, as if he were treating a beloved lover.

Qin Shouren first slipped his hand inside Wang Li's bra, gently caressing her breasts. As Wang Li's trembling body tightened, he pressed his lips to her earlobe and said, "Don't be nervous, Wang Li. I'll treat you well and make you feel very comfortable! Be good, Wang Li, don't be afraid."

Wang Li let out soft moans and groans, but still didn't utter a single word; only the blush on her face grew stronger.

Seeing that the moment had arrived, Qin Shouren quietly moved his tongue, which had been licking Wang Li's earlobe, to her full and sensual lips. His hand, which had been caressing her breasts, slowly moved to the clasp of her front-opening bra. Wang Li, who had been too afraid to open her eyes, was startled when Qin Shouren's nimble and cunning tongue, like a snake, tried to slip between her lips. She frantically tried to dodge his hot and greedy tongue, but no matter how she dodged, Qin Shouren's lips pressed against hers several times. Her writhing body, as she tried to escape, made it easy for Qin Shouren to unhook her bra. Just as her full mounds of flesh bounced out, Wang Li cried out urgently, "Oh...no, brother...really, no...ah...how can this be? I'm your brother's wife...oh...stop, please...brother...you must stop!" But her silence only made things worse. The moment she spoke, Qin Shouren's tongue, which had been waiting for its chance, swiftly slipped into her mouth.

The instant their wet, hot tongues touched, Wang Li's eyes widened in panic, desperately trying to spit out the intruder. But Qin Shouren, who had conquered many women, wouldn't let her have her way. He relentlessly probed her throat with his tongue, forcing her to use her own to resist the powerful invasion. Once their lips were pressed tightly together, their tongues became even more entangled, until the room was filled with the sounds of passionate kissing.

Of course, Qin Shouren's hands weren't idle. One arm encircled his sister-in-law's fragrant shoulder, while the other caressed her breasts, moving down over her flat, smooth abdomen and effortlessly slipping into Wang Li's sexy panties.

When Qin Shouren's palm covered her mound, Wang Li trembled slightly and squeezed her legs together, but before she could resist, Qin Shouren's large hand gently caressed her small, curly, and thick patch of pubic hair. After a moment, he used his middle finger to gently probe the entrance between her tightly closed thighs. Wang Li's chest heaved, and Qin Shouren's fingers felt the wet, sticky fluid that had already overflowed into his sister-in-law's panties.

Confirming that Wang Li was already aroused, Qin Shouren boldly inserted his index finger into Wang Li's vulva, beginning to gently probe, dig, and slowly insert. Although Wang Li's legs tightened even more anxiously, Qin Shouren's palms grew increasingly wet. Knowing the importance of striking while the iron was hot, he immediately lowered his head to suckle Wang Li's already erect nipple. When he took the small grape into his mouth, he immediately noticed how sensitive and hard it was. Qin Shouren first gently sucked on it for a while, then lightly bit and nibbled at it with his teeth.

Thus, Wang Li, who had been too afraid to utter a sound, could no longer bear it and let out a shameful moan. She covered her eyes tightly with her hands and murmured, "Oh...oh...God...don't bite like that...um...oh...God...be gentle...please...oh...ah...don't...be so hard...oh...oh...it's killing me...woo...oh...God...brother...what am I supposed to do?"

Qin Shouren heard her pleading moans and finally let go, saying with satisfaction, "Wang Li, does it feel good when I bite your nipples like this? Do you want me to bite harder for you?" As he spoke, his fingers began to explore Wang Li's secret place more quickly.

Wang Li's legs curled up as he probed her, her body trying to escape but Qin Shouren held her tightly to the side. Finally, she could only grip his shoulder with one hand and pull on his throbbing wrist with the other, her breathing rapid as

she pleaded, "Oh, big brother...no...please...be gentle...ah...oh...this...is no good...you can't...uh...oh...stop...quickly...oh...oh...you have to be rational...ah..." But Wang Li's pleading only fueled Qin Shouren's desire to conquer her.

He buried his face in Wang Li's breasts again, his fingers probing and digging inside her secret place, his mouth taking turns biting and nibbling at her nipples. After the attack began, Wang Li seemed to know how powerful he was. She nervously gripped the carpet with both hands, her beautiful nails digging deep into the fibers. As the raging fire of desire burned within her, her long, snow-white legs began to bend and kick, shifting restlessly from side to side. Her pretty face revealed a lewd expression that showed both a desire to resist and a craving for pleasure.

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