My wife was raped by me and my godfather together. [The End]

(I) As soon as my wife, Xiaohui, arrived home, she anxiously called out to me. I was leisurely preparing a sumptuous dinner in the kitchen when she, without even changing out of her slippers, shuffled into the kitchen, her heavily made-up face flushed. When she reached me, she hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't. I found it amusing; Xiaohui had never acted like this before. I smiled and asked her, "What's wrong? Did someone harass you?"

"Honey, I have something to tell you," she said hesitantly.

I stroked her hair and said, "Okay, let's talk at the table. Hurry up and change your clothes."

After coaxing our daughter to the table, Xiaohui changed into a light nightgown. She looked fantastic; the white silk was printed with large red flowers, and she hadn't worn any pants, revealing her plump thighs. She picked at the rice in her bowl, her eyes darting around with a hint of panic. This beautiful woman had something on her mind. Finally, she spoke first, "Honey, do you remember Li Na?"

"Of course I remember her, wasn't she that arrogant beauty from your class? I think I even had a crush on her back then," I said.

Xiao Hui glared at me: "Go away, stop being silly, I'm talking about serious matters."

"Isn't her father a high-ranking official in the province? He hasn't retired yet, has he?" I asked casually.

Xiao Hui continued, "He retired a long time ago. After retiring, he was hired by a big company in Hong Kong for a few years, and now he's back in the provincial capital."

"Good thing he's retired. Thank goodness our country has one less corrupt official. He must be seventy now. I think Li Na is his only daughter with his second wife," I said, shaking my head.

Hui laughed, "You seem to know quite a bit. Looks like you really had ulterior motives back then. Her mother had just passed away, leaving her a lonely old man."

"He's so rich, what's a little loneliness? He can just remarry," I said nonchalantly. "If he can't marry an eighteen or twenty-year-old, he's fine. Surely someone in their twenties or thirties would be willing. He's almost seventy, isn't he?" "

Sixty-five, I'm being serious. Why are you so blunt?" Hui slammed down her bowl, frowned, and said, "Li Na wants me to go to the provincial capital."

"Okay, I'll go for a few days."

"I mean, I'm quitting my job." Hui was a little nervous, her slanted eyes darting around my face.

"Are you kidding me?" I almost jumped up when I heard that.

Hui hurriedly said to me, "Don't be angry, listen to me."

I also slammed down my bowl, waved my hands, shook my head, and said gruffly, "I won't listen, I won't listen."

I took my daughter for a walk on the playground. It was the end of the semester, and the playground wasn't as lively as usual, but I saw quite a few students carrying books.

After a long, uninspiring drive around with my daughter, we ran into Xiao Ren, the gymnastics instructor from our department. He waved to me from afar. That guy bought a new car—a brand-new Toyota SUV! My daughter insisted on getting in, and Xiao Ren tossed me the keys so I could have a go. Once inside, the spacious and comfortable cabin felt wonderful. Starting it up, the car was powerful and exhilarating, making me eager to take it for a spin, like the climax just before ejaculation.

"How about it? You should get one too," Xiao Ren said, beaming with pride.

I glared at him. "You little brat, so short, yet you drive such a big car," I said irritably. "Even if I didn't eat or drink, I don't know when I'd be able to get a replacement." Dejected

, I returned home. Xiaohui was curled up on the sofa, engrossed in a phone call, her phoenix eyes squinting with a seductive charm. I ignored her, took my daughter to her room, and helped her to bed.

A while later, Xiaohui, slippers in, followed me into the bedroom. She put her hand on my shoulder, one breast pressing against half my body. "Jianbin, it's like this," Xiaohui said slowly and gently, "Li Na's father just wants someone to help him organize his articles and live with him to take care of him. He's very healthy, can walk and eat."

"Why don't you just let him live with Li Na?" I said curtly.

Xiao Hui paused for a moment: "Li Na hired a lot of caregivers, but the old man sent them all away. He has such a huge villa, and I'm his goddaughter."

"What? You have a godfather? How come I didn't know?" Heaven knows when Xiao Hui became his goddaughter.

Xiaohui continued, "I was just joking back then, I didn't take it seriously." Then she emphasized,

"Let me tell you, Jianbin, this is something many people dream of. If I refuse, a lot of people will pop out like ripe beans."

Seeing that I didn't respond, Xiaohui pressed her whole body against my back, and I could feel two warm, soft mounds of flesh on my shoulders. She whispered in my ear, "Li Na said that if her eccentric and violent father is satisfied, I will inherit all of his estate. Now that we're in the provincial capital, the ownership of that villa can be transferred. Honey, listen carefully, it's a villa in the provincial capital!" "

No, isn't that like a lamb entering a wolf's den? I can't bear it, I can't just turn a blind eye."

She pushed me from behind, "You're so old, you probably can't even move if you want to, what are you afraid of?" I looked and saw that our daughter was asleep, so I gestured for her to be quiet, and the two of us went back to the bedroom.

Xiaohui dimmed the lights and lay down on the bed, muttering to herself, "I'm tired of staying in hotels anyway, with such a low monthly salary. I don't even know if the old man will agree. Right now, it's all wishful thinking on our part."

Seeing me take off my underwear and get into bed, she perked up, curling her

legs into a ball and laughing hysterically, "Don't look so fierce." Xiaohui made me lie down next to her. She lay on her back, wrapped her thighs around my stomach, and I turned to her side, letting her hold my penis and insert it into her vagina. In the dim light, her face looked even more vibrant and delicate than usual. Her angular lips were slightly parted, revealing her tongue, her straight, small nose was wrinkled, and her eyes were tightly closed. She waited seductively for penetration, her plump, white buttocks twitching as she swallowed my penis completely, letting out a long breath.

My penis, soaked in the warm, moist fluid of her vagina, instantly grew long and erect. Her vagina sucked in and out like a baby nursing, and even just sitting there quietly made me feel a tingling sensation all over my body. At this moment, she opened her eyes, stretched out her tongue and licked my face. A wave of tenderness swept through my heart. I hugged her neck tightly and pressed my lips to her fragrant cheek.

"Come on, tell me, who has been bothering you these past few days?" I asked softly.

She buried her face in my chest and giggled, "No, what kind of wife do you think you are? There are always people bothering you." Then she continued in a trembling voice, "Yes, just yesterday when I was going up the elevator, there was a man following me." Her words were no longer very coherent, and at the same time, her buttocks began to twist frantically. I thrust my penis in and out a few times, making her layered petals full and swollen.

She said haltingly, "It was just the two of us in the elevator. He kept staring at me, looking at my body, my short skirt, my chest. I turned my back to him and tossed my hair against the gleaming elevator wall. I raised my arms, but made my collar even wider, half of my breasts popping out, which left him speechless."

She was completely out of control, her whole body undulating and curling up. I rolled over and straddled her, my hands holding her buttocks as I thrust back and forth. Xiaohui always got all excited when talking about these things. Heaven knows if it was true or not, but we liked to chat like this, which both heightened the atmosphere and aroused our desires. Sometimes it even involved specific people.

Actually, this was just Xiaohui's most secret desire, an instinct she was proud of as a beautiful, mature woman. I simply seized the opportunity and encouraged her to release it.

Her hands gripped my buttocks tightly, her own buttocks raised high to receive my thrusts, and the lustful fluids from my swollen penis trickled out of her vagina, seeping everywhere between our hairy thighs.

"Luckily, someone else got on the elevator, otherwise, I guarantee he would have reached out. You don't know, his eyes were blazing with fire, it was terrifying." She spoke with such vivid emotion that it felt like I was right there. I didn't hesitate for a moment, thrusting my penis in and out with abandon. Suddenly, she sprawled on her back, flailing her arms and legs, moaning, "I'm coming, I'm in heaven, it feels so good!"

I felt a spasm in her vagina, and pressed my penis tightly against her innermost part. She pushed against my chest with both hands and shook a few times, saying, "Don't ejaculate, don't, let me catch my breath before I come again."

I lay down on the other side of her, moved her other thigh over, and this time my penis didn't need her help; she easily swallowed it. I spread her labia with two fingers, and with my index finger, I explored the tip of her wet labia, quickly touching the clitoris. She trembled all over.

"How's your boss, Mr. Wu, doing lately?" I continued to tease her.

She couldn't help but say, "It's still the same old story. He's always groping me. This morning he slapped my butt. He always throws documents on the ground and makes me bend down to pick them up, and he slaps my butt hard, it hurts. He says he likes my butt the most." I believe that. Xiao Hui's butt is the most perfect butt I've ever seen. Back in school, her hip-swaying movements when she did the rumba were always a hot topic among the boys, probably killing a lot of their semen.

Her calm and quiet face lit up again, and her eyes relaxed. I knew she was restless and her desire had been rekindled, so I arched my back against her vulva. She moaned happily, and then, not satisfied with the feeling, she broke free from my embrace, rolled over, and raised her buttocks towards me.

Understanding perfectly, I thrust my enormous cock into her from behind, my head swaying like a drunken monk, pressing against her already overflowing, lustful vagina. With a thrust of my hips, my entire cock slid in.

I wrapped my arms around her soft, slender waist, my legs half-kneeling, half-bent, arching my body as I thrust harder. Waves of violent impacts, the slapping sounds of my lower abdomen against her white buttocks, instantly made her lose her senses and become confused. The lustful fluid in her vagina grew thicker and thicker, and the speed of my glans's entry and exit slowed down, the accompanying fluid milky white and thick.

Watching her two plump, bulging labia, her thick outer lips opening and closing as my cock stirred them, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated. She gasped, her whole body about to go limp, but I caught her with both hands. My cock seemed to have grown much longer inside her vagina, the glans throbbing and the semen pouring out.

Two naked bodies lay on the bed, panting and drenched in sweat. She shifted, pressing one leg against my abdomen and bringing her lips to her lips. I wrapped my left hand around her waist, and with my right hand, I squeezed her breasts, spreading her thighs. The semen from her vagina seeped out, flowing down her inner thighs onto the sheets.

That's how Xiaohui was; once in bed, she was like a raging fire, completely melting me into her body. Every movement, every gesture, was incredibly pleasurable, as if my entire being, including my soul, had entered her body. After a long silence, Xiaohui would always wait for the afterglow of pleasure to subside before opening her eyes.

I got up and took a shower. A little while later, she followed. We playfully wrestled under the showerhead, the cool water spraying over our faces. Seeing her skin glistening with water droplets after being hit by the cold water, her face flushed and incredibly alluring, her lips slightly parted, her tongue seemingly about to lick, stirred my heart. I pressed my lips to hers, our lips locked in a passionate kiss, our tongues intertwined. After a while,

she sighed deeply, looked up at me, and said, "If I really go to the provincial capital, I don't know what I'll do if I get lustful."

"Are you really determined to go?" I asked.

"Yes, Jianbin, it's an opportunity, worth the gamble," she said solemnly.

In the two days before Xiaohui left, she busied herself quietly arranging everything. I was seething with resentment, watching her coldly and indifferently until I saw her board the long-distance bus with a triumphant air, and my resentment didn't subside.

She frequently called home, and Li Na's father, Li Zhongkai, quickly took a liking to her. Before her, they had dismissed several people, Xiao Hui recounted vividly, clearly pleased to have gained the old man's approval. Moreover, through Li Na, she had reconnected with many classmates she hadn't spoken to in years. They often gathered together, feeling no loneliness whatsoever, and were almost reluctant to leave.

There's something Xiao Hui still doesn't know: I was already dating Li Na in college, before we officially started dating.

Li Na also majored in basketball, and her skills, like her personality, were arrogant and domineering, despite occasional whispers from her teammates that her father was helping her play. At that time, her father, Li Zhongkai, was a high-ranking official in the province, frequently appearing in newspapers and on television. But one has to admit, she possessed an unparalleled domineering presence, crucial on the court; that kind of confidence is innate and cannot be cultivated overnight.

Many boys were also resentful. She always walked past us with her head held high, not even glancing at us, like an elegant crane spotting a toad crawling in front of it, neck stiff, nostrils flared.

Some said her eyes were big but lifeless and dull, others said her nose was too straight and her mouth too wide, not the virtuous look of a wife who would bring good fortune and children. Some said that despite her high breasts, she was actually wearing a Hong Kong-made padded bra—heaven knows how they knew. They scoffed at her, finding fault with everything, but there was a hint of sour grapes in their voices. In any case, she was always the most attacked girl in the dark boys' dormitory.

That day, probably near the end of freshman year, she was walking back to her dormitory alone from the cafeteria. We met on the shortcut trodden by the senior students ahead of us on the hillside. Her hair smelled pleasant; she had just washed it and was only casually wearing a shirt and skirt. We nodded and smiled at each other as we passed. After a few steps, I turned around, and she turned around too. She said loudly, "Why don't you dare ask me out?"

Her rosy, beautiful face was full of defiance.

I was flattered and approached her. "Okay, now I'll formally ask you out. I'll wait for you at the school gate in a little while." She smiled, tilted her head, and walked away, leaving me standing there dumbfounded, staring at her as she swayed her hips with a myriad of gestures, her soft, flowing skirt seeming to hold a thousand stories.

This seemingly unintentional encounter revealed the mutual attraction we had felt for each other. Although she didn't nod or agree as she left, I was smug about my carefully planned meeting. You see, I had been eyeing this tree-lined shortcut for almost half a year.

I, in my vulgarity, led her into the park's woods. From the moment she stepped out of the school gate, her meticulously crafted appearance thrilled me. Her face, adorned with makeup, was completely different from her usual self. Li Na must have felt the stares from the endless stream of people passing by the school gate; she glanced at herself, appearing even more smug and arrogant.

It was a time of new openness, when traditional clothing and attire were being challenged, and the bold were trying to scare the timid.

The woods were always pitch black, with no view of the sky or the ground, only occasional slivers of light filtering through the gaps. When the moonlight shone unhindered onto her, I noticed her skin glowed with a snowy white sheen, like thin, brittle wax paper.

She took my hand; her small hand was warm and damp. Her finely crafted, fashionable, and revealing clothing didn't confine her body, but rather accentuated its radiance, beauty, and irresistible allure.

She sensed my gaze, a mixture of bewilderment, surprise, and, more than anything, a prickle of unease. As soon as I put my arm around her waist, she turned and nestled into my embrace. I felt her body tremble violently, so I freed one hand to touch her face, and then I kissed her. She stopped, opening her lips to meet my kiss, but her teeth remained protective of her tongue. I tried for a while, but her tongue wouldn't reciprocate, though her eyes remained wide open, glazed over.

For a girl who seemed so outwardly feisty to be so hesitant to even extend her tongue for a man's kiss only fueled my desire to conquer her. Our legs met, both of us breathing heavily, as if exhausted. Her smooth, full arms and shoulders appeared even more alluring and voluptuous in the darkness.

As my fingers fumbled for the buttons on the back of her dress, she seemed shy or startled. I pulled down the straps of her sleeveless dress and unhooked her bra, exposing her entire chest from the waist up. She dared not meet my gaze, yet with her breasts exposed, she seemed unable to suppress herself in the face of this raw, beautiful darkness. Perhaps it was this feeling of loneliness and desolation that made her shed her veil of restraint.

Finally, when I painstakingly ripped off her bra, I saw her exquisite, flawless, and naturally beautiful curves. I gently kissed her lips, wanting her to enjoy the pleasure one more time, tenderly arousing her desire, before withdrawing my tongue. I lifted her arms from under her armpits, and as I requested, she wrapped her arms around my neck. I kissed her again, this time my tongue reaching between her lips. She then let me suck on her tongue, and then sucked on it even more sweetly.

She calmly wrapped her arms around my neck and returned a long kiss. We drew our knees together, embracing tightly, instinctively seeking a perfect union, our breathing becoming more rapid.

To my surprise, I found my penis, swollen with excitement, pressing against her lower abdomen. Despite the thrusting, she didn't pull away, remaining tightly wrapped around me, her abdomen pressing against mine. Her face was flushed, her skin reddened by my rough beard, her pupils dilated, her lips parted expectantly, and she breathed heavily, saying, "Jianbin, touch me. Please touch my whole body, before I change my mind."

Her snow-white breasts, revealing pale blue veins, didn't seem exaggerated on her slender body, but they were a different story to my hands. I cupped one of her breasts in my palm, lowered my head, and was intoxicated by the warmth of her girlish body.

She surprised me further; she placed her hands beside my face and brought my mouth to one of her breasts. Then, her head drooped back, my cheeks slightly tilted, and I sucked her nipple until it hardened. I took turns suckling her breasts, seemingly unable to determine which was fuller. She sighed deeply and stood on tiptoe to make it easier for my lips to reach them.

"Oh," she murmured, her bewildered smile innocent and charming. She shyly ran her fingers through my hair, then boldly pulled my face closer, pressing her lips to mine. Her mouth was sweet and hot.

Eager to know what she was like when she couldn't resist, I slipped my hand under her skirt, tracing it down her smooth thigh to her nipple. My index finger had already explored the lace trim, touching her plump, thick petals. I could feel her shoulders begin to tremble slightly. As her body, pressed against mine, quivered, I withdrew. Her watery eyes gazed eagerly at mine.

I laid her back on the grass, my fingers clumsily unzipping the hem of her skirt. She casually placed her arms above her head, her eyes closed and lips parted in anticipation. Finally, I pulled the skirt down, revealing her long, shapely legs encased in white stockings. Above her sheer white panties, her legs met at a patch of alluring, thick hair—a darker color than her soft armpit hair.

I quickly stripped off my clothes and knelt on top of her, seemingly worried I wouldn't be able to perfectly complete the act we both so desperately desired. I was born strong and powerful, so much so that women who had seen my penis would clench their thighs in fear at the sight of it, at least initially feeling a fullness and discomfort—but there was no need for that.

Our union was incredibly natural. As I guided my thick penis between her thighs, she strained to expand and raise it high. Her wet vagina made it easy for me to insert my penis. Just as I thrust hard, she trembled violently, clenching her teeth and furrowing her brows. I dared not push any further, and we remained frozen in that position until she caught her breath. I caressed her soft, submissive body, and her hands stroked my neck, shoulders, and back, then hesitantly slid down to touch my hairy thighs. Then, a hot, intense, and more primal urge arose. I felt, through my male intuition, that she wanted to give me everything, that she could accept me completely and without reservation—it was her instinct, and also a woman's instinct.

When she held me tightly, I could no longer control the rhythm of our lovemaking. At that moment, she spoke incoherently. When I satisfied my desires, which were also her desires, on her body, we were so engrossed that we reached orgasm again and again.

(II) Finally, summer vacation arrived. A company had already offered to help train the team, which was a great opportunity to earn extra money. I gave it up, offending many friends in the process.

We headed to the provincial capital with our daughter. At the long-distance bus station, as soon as we got off, a blue and white police car arrogantly drove straight into the station. Xiaohui popped half her body out of the window, waving excitedly at us. Li Na stopped the car in front of us. She was now a section chief in customs, her black uniform making her look very smart. She looked plumper, much fuller, which made her breasts appear more prominent.

Xiaohui picked up our daughter and tossed her into the front seat, then pulled me into the carriage. Before Li Na could even start the car, she pounced on me, her bare arm wrapped tightly around my neck, and she showered me with kisses. Her body pressed against me, almost making me lie back, and she wrapped her thigh around me, completely ignoring Li Na and our daughter in front of us. Our daughter, however, cleverly made faces and giggled at us.

The car stopped in a beautiful residential area on the outskirts of the city, nestled against the mountains and beside a river. It was a three-story villa with a European style. Li Na led my daughter and me to meet her father, Li Zhongkai.

The villa's luxury and opulence far exceeded my expectations. The old man was tall and stout, with a thick neck sunken between his shoulders, covered with many fine wrinkles. His eyes were hidden beneath gray, drooping eyebrows, which, like two axes, angrily pointed upwards, revealing the old man's sternness accumulated over half a lifetime. In front of such an old man, I couldn't help but suppress my nonchalant attitude and greet him humbly.

The dinner table was set in the garden in front of the villa. While clearing away the dishes, Li Na whispered to me,

"I can tell my dad doesn't like you."

"So what? I didn't want to come in the first place." When I'm stubborn, I'm the kind of person who won't let the opportunity slip by.

At that moment, I saw a pleading look flash across her eyes: "Why are you always like this?"

Everyone had drunk a little wine, and the daughter, being quite sensible, was already calling him "Grandpa" affectionately. The old man showed special care for his daughter; he not only peeled the shrimp for her himself but also dipped them in soy sauce and fed them to her. At that time, his big eyes were very gentle, revealing a mocking expression that had begun to soften, which made me feel much more favorably toward him.

My daughter finished her meal quickly, drawn by the shimmering pool in the villa. Calling it a swimming pool was a stretch; in my opinion, it was more like an enlarged bathtub, but it was more than enough for a child and a woman. Xiao Hui took her daughter upstairs to change into her swimsuit, leaving me to chat with Li Na and her father. The moonlight was dazzling and pleasant.

In recent years, Li Na and her husband's careers had soared, their only worry being her father's old age and loneliness. Now, someone was taking care of him, and it was his best friend, which made her very happy. Moreover, Xiao Hui had won the old man's heart; lately, he had smiled more and seemed much more at ease. Li Na thanked me meaningfully.

To please the old man, I also chatted with Li Zhongkai about calligraphy, paintings, antiques, and seal carving. Although I wasn't an expert in these areas, my humble and eager-to-learn attitude made him feel I was teachable. He then launched into a lively discussion, his eyes filled with warmth, sparkling with wisdom and insight.

In the pool at the far end, Xiaohui and her daughter were happily splashing water at each other. The old man boldly stared at her; she was only wearing a swimsuit, the upper part just a narrow floral handkerchief, and the lower part two connected pieces of fabric, leaving much to the imagination. The old man's eyes were fixed on the alluring curves of her buttocks. His eager gaze was so undisguised that Li Na blushed and turned her face away. I made an excuse that I was a little dizzy from drinking too much and went upstairs first.

Our bedroom was on the third floor, formerly Li Na and her husband's. What excited me was the large double bathtub in the bathroom. I enthusiastically filled it with warm water and plunged in for a comfortable soak.

After some time, Xiaohui took off her clothes and entered the bathroom. She gently scooped water, splashed it on herself, and then entered the tub. I made room for her. Xiao Hui stepped one foot over the tub. If she didn't grip the sides with her toes, she would quickly slip down. So she spread her legs, and I, in the tub, looked up at her, laughing. Her vulva was completely exposed, her thighs spread wide, revealing her pinkish-white clitoris glistening with milky fluid.

I struggled to my feet and pressed my lips hard against her thick labia, sucking and licking. When I touched her labia, Xiao Hui let out a long, deep moan. Then, her eyes glazed over, and she leaned against the wall, her body limp. She cried out in a hoarse voice as my tongue moved nimbly like a snake, while I held her slender waist tightly.

As Xiao Hui's body submerged in the hot water, I suddenly turned her around. She cried out in pleasure and grabbed a towel from the water to cover herself. I gazed at her body with a smile, gently kissing her forehead. Xiaohui was completely exhausted, devoid of any strength. Slowly, I embraced her, removing her towel. Xiaohui tried to pull away, but I held her down, stroking her breasts from her lower abdomen upwards. I

tenderly kneaded her breasts, kissing her incessantly. Her body went limp like a jellyfish, floating in the lukewarm water. Then, I lifted her body, persistently and repeatedly caressing her, while my other hand moved to her lower body. For a moment, Xiaohui trembled, closing her eyes and letting me do as I pleased. Then, I seemed to hear a slight noise in the room. I struggled to get out of the bath, but Xiaohui pulled me back, shaking her head in a gesturing manner.

I lathered our bodies with shower gel and pressed our foamy bodies together. Finally, Xiaohui writhed and couldn't help but moan. I pressed her against the tub wall, and my huge, swollen penis plunged into her from behind. Xiaohui, lying face down, seemed unable to help, her buttocks swaying high and low to find the right spot. After a few attempts, I seemed to lose patience, grabbed Xiaohui around the waist, and carried her to the carpet outside the bathroom.

We were both covered in shower gel, some parts of our bodies bubbling from the friction. Xiaohui lay on the carpet, eagerly spreading her legs. I knelt before her, leaning forward. She guided my swollen penis to her labia, and I thrust in deeply, all the way in, followed by heavy, panting thrusts. Then, I noticed a shadow moving outside the window. My heart skipped a beat, and I stopped.

Xiao Hui, pressed beneath me, frantically shook my arm, her mouth agape in anxious cries. I snapped back to reality, grabbed her plump, white buttocks, and thrust down again with ferocious force. The pent-up passion I'd suppressed for days now transformed into power. Xiao Hui, too, reveled in the exhilarating rise and fall, my penis plunging and pounding wildly inside her.

The large floor-to-ceiling window facing the balcony reflected Li Zhongkai's hazy figure. "Old man, you wanted to see, didn't you? Then let me show you a real man!" I thought, my pride and arrogance overflowing. I swung my penis like a dragon soaring through the air, slamming it into Xiao Hui's plump, fleshy vagina with resounding slaps.

Following our usual pattern of lovemaking, just as I'd predicted, Xiao Hui gradually became aroused, then lost herself in the moment, while my penis, manipulated with ease, elicited intense reactions from her.

As I ejaculated and my penis withdrew from her body, she remained nestled against my chest, her pretty face flushed like a feverish baby, her cheeks and lips bright red, covered in fine beads of sweat. Her slightly open eyes shone, but her gaze was unfocused. Her small mouth panted rapidly, her sweaty chest heaving intensely and joyfully. Finally, she closed her eyes, her expression blissful and peaceful, savoring the afterglow of pleasure, in a state of utmost satisfaction.

Every morning, Li Zhongkai liked to drink his hometown's Kung Fu tea on an empty stomach. I used to find that strong, bitter liquid hard to swallow, and I couldn't understand why he enjoyed it so much, even spending so much time going through the tedious process. As soon as I came downstairs, he beckoned me to join him for tea. On the tea table were pastries prepared by Xiaohui, exquisite and varied; the old man's standards for food were almost stingy.

I forced myself to sip slowly with him, one small cup at a time. He said to me, "When you have time this afternoon, tidy up the small room upstairs so Ke'er can sleep alone."

I nodded, but he winked at me slyly and said, "You and Li Na were classmates, why didn't she marry you back then?"

I could only smile bitterly and reply, "I was too good for her."

"You're in such good health, Xiao Hui is so lucky to have you." The old man put his hands behind his head and said in a formal, official tone, "I really envy you young people." I knew what he meant. In fact, I believe that if Xiao Hui were there, she would know that the old man had witnessed our wild moments in bed last night. The old man continued, "A daughter shouldn't be so wild in her room, that's not good."

"I'm sorry, isn't absence makes the heart grow fonder?" I said meekly.

The old man continued more bluntly, "You're not afraid of me, you know what I mean? I really like you two." A man like him, who had always acted without restraint when he was in power, could so readily and frankly address such sensitive and pointed topics. "Xiao Hui said you really like cars, so I've already asked Li Na to prepare one—a genuine Cherokee. What do you think? Someone as big as you is best suited for an SUV."

Since we'd already reached this point, there was no need for formalities. Besides, this particular model was something I'd always dreamed of. "Thank you, but I especially love the dark green one." I eagerly handed him the scalding hot teacup and drank it down myself. It was bitter at first, but the aftertaste was lingering and delightful, leaving a pleasant bittersweet feeling deep in my throat. Two

days later, Li Na called to say the car was ready. Xiao Hui and I were excited to go test drive it immediately. Li Na arranged to drive it over after she finished work that afternoon. I waited anxiously until dusk, and from the third-floor balcony I saw a dark green Jeep enter the yard. It was fantastic! The Cherokee is a top-notch off-road vehicle, and its brand-new, gleaming appearance was breathtaking, maintaining the tall and spacious build typical of American cars.

I jumped in immediately, roared the accelerator, and started reversing. Xiaohui couldn't resist following me. We sped out of the residential area in no time, and I eagerly drove straight onto the highway, where the car's superior performance was truly showcased. We overtook one car after another as soon as we picked up the speed. Xiaohui, caught up in the excitement, blushed and waved at the cars we passed. She was clearly going wild with the speeding car; her pretty face was flushed as if she were drunk, and her chest swayed with each step.

Ahead was a container truck, speeding recklessly through the middle of the road. Xiaohui shouted that she wanted to overtake it. I tried several times but failed. Seeing it swaying from side to side, deliberately blocking our way, Xiaohui couldn't help but hurl vulgar insults at me, cursing incessantly.

I gave chase, knowing that these container trucks with black license plates used for direct trade between Guangdong and Hong Kong were all driven by Hong Kongers, skilled speedsters who were also reckless.

I slowed down slightly, leaving them about ten meters behind. Then, I used my free hand to pull Xiaohui close, caressing her smooth arm before pulling down the strap of her dress. Xiaohui stared at me with wide, confused eyes. I grinned maliciously, exposing her breasts completely. Then, with a sudden burst of speed, the truck roared off.

As soon as the front of my truck passed the rear of the container truck, it wouldn't dare block my way and obediently made way. Just as we were going side by side, I rolled down the window facing the container truck from Xiaohui's side and shouted,

"Xiaohui, scold it!"

She understood and leaned out, grinning and spitting at the taller container truck, hurling insults at it. I encouraged her, "Xiaohui, teach it a lesson!" She then raised one of her smooth legs high to the window and started swinging it gently.

I deliberately slowed down, teasing it, and just as it was about to catch up, I slammed on the gas, and the truck shot off like an arrow. Xiao Hui even took off her red underwear, leaned out of the car window, and waved it at the car. Seeing it roar and chase after us as if its life depended on it, she laughed heartily. I, on the other hand, teased it like a cat playing with a mouse, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. We chased each other like this for over twenty kilometers.

When we finally got home after playing and having our fun, Li Zhongkai was resting with his eyes closed on a rocking chair on the lawn outside. He pretended not to notice the car driving into the yard, not even opening his eyes. Seeing that he was angry, Xiaohui immediately jumped out of the car, knelt down next to the old man, shook his arm, and said in a sweet, coquettish voice,

"Daddy, have you eaten?"

I got out of the car too, and saw that Xiaohui was half-lying on his shoulder. What was worse was her half-kneeling, half-squatting posture. Keep in mind that her underwear was still tucked in my pocket. The old man looked displeased, but then, seeing Xiaohui writhe in his arms like a snake, his eyes lit up. I don't know what he was complaining about to Xiaohui, but then his expression changed, becoming much more gentle and kind.

I was only thinking about Ke'er, so I strode into the building. My daughter was watching TV with her lips pursed. I kept her company, not pissing her off, and coaxed her upstairs so she could take a bath and go to bed. Only then did I realize how hungry I was, my stomach practically sticking to my back. I quickly went downstairs. Xiaohui was busy in the kitchen, with the old man joining in the fun beside her. When he saw me, his expression softened, and he even gave me a knowing smile.

At the dinner table, Xiaohui, beaming, vividly recounted the car chase to the old man, omitting her suggestive and teasing parts. The old man seemed to be caught up in her enthusiasm, chuckling happily for a while.

After dinner, as usual, I had to help the old man take a bath. I went upstairs to his bedroom and filled a tub with hot water. The entire second floor was the old man's domain: a small living room, his study, and a spacious bedroom. The bathroom was in his bedroom, furnished with luxurious fixtures and a small steam room. I watched the gushing hot water as I turned on the television in the old man's room.

After a while, Xiao Hui followed the old man upstairs. The old man went into the bathroom by himself, and Xiao Hui found some clean clothes for him in the closet and followed him in. She even helped him take off his clothes. Obviously, they were used to being naked together like this and didn't feel uncomfortable or embarrassed. The old man lay down in the bathtub, and Xiao Hui knelt down by the edge of the tub to apply shampoo to him and wipe his body with a sponge.

The old man's eyes roamed freely over Xiao Hui's body, his pupils darting around and sparkling with desire. Finally, they fixed their gaze on Xiao Hui's slightly parted thighs. Xiao Hui didn't seem to mind. I knew she wasn't wearing underwear at the moment. Her fluffy, messy hair and her high, round vulva were fully exposed to the old man's view. The distance was so close that he could even see the captivating slit between her thick labia, the layered labia, and the small, rooster-comb-like clitoris.

I straightened up and looked at the bathroom more clearly from another angle. The old man's naked body was soaking in the bathtub like a silkworm, his skin pale but not wrinkled, though his face was flushed, whether from the steam or from lust. The sparse, yellowish hair around his penis was sparse, presumably long gone, and his penis was limp and lifeless, like a dead snake. I felt the horror of age; at his age, every part of his body must be hard, except for that one part. Actually, my worries these past few days were unnecessary. The old man had lost his sexual ability, but he still had desire; his desire was satisfied through his eyes.

Xiao Hui changed her position, half her buttocks resting on the edge of the tub, letting the old man wash his back with his back turned to her. With her movements, half of her breast swayed and bounced, tracing a beautiful arc on her chest. The old man was somewhat dumbfounded, his eyes darting around, and I felt he was strongly suppressing his desire.

Xiao Hui coaxed and tricked the old man into getting up, like coaxing a child. The old man, standing reluctantly from the bathtub, spread his arms for Xiao Hui's large towel to wrap around him. Emerging from the bathroom, he gave me a defiant look. Xiao Hui dried him off completely, dressed him, and then he comfortably lay down in the rocking chair in the room.

The third floor was only half the size of the second floor, consisting of one large room and a small storage room. I renovated the storage room to use as a children's room, leaving a spacious rooftop terrace. As soon as we entered the room, we embraced. I was about to close the door but then changed my mind, and Xiao Hui chuckled in tacit approval.

Seeing her smiling, her eyes sparkling with desire, I pulled her neck and kissed her deeply. The long kiss sent a surge of sensual excitement through my lips. Xiaohui, too, felt utterly weak, her legs seemingly powerless. She slumped against me, her body limp. After so many days apart, her suppressed desire seemed insatiable; now, her body was burning with heat.

Then, she bent behind her back and unzipped her skirt. With the skirt off, her underwear was gone. She walked towards the wardrobe, picking out clothes, as if carrying me on her back. Naturally, I still held her tightly from behind, my kisses raining down on her neck and back.

I lifted her bra, revealing her entire breasts. Two full mounds bounced, and then my hands circled the edges of her breasts. "Ah," she gasped. At that moment, my other hand moved from her lower abdomen to her genitals, caressing the soft, curly pubic hair.

She closed her eyes, as if trying to concentrate her nerves on one point in her body. I knew that at this moment she was like someone lying on a beach at night, letting the waves wash over her feet, and I was using my fingertips to touch her sensitive spots. My fingers parted the petals, pressed on the protruding clitoris, and slowly stroked it. The rhythm was like waves crashing and receding. In an instant, Xiaohui was engulfed. A storm suddenly swept from her feet to her head, and then there were several aftershocks, but she still leaned back and enjoyed it.

I picked Xiaohui up and carried her to the spacious bed. Standing beside the bed, I spread her legs and thrust my penis inside. Xiaohui's already overflowing, lustful vagina eagerly awaited the entry of that snake-like penis. She closed her eyes, which slanted towards her temples, and felt the wonderful pleasure of the in-and-out motion.

At this moment, the old man walked straight into our room. His footsteps were so light and slow that we didn't notice him until he was inside. Xiaohui exclaimed, "Dad, why did you do this? You came in without knocking."

"I'm hungry. I want a midnight snack," the old man said, sitting down on the single sofa in the room without any hesitation.

At that moment, Xiaohui, a plump, snow-white naked woman, lay half-reclining on the edge of the bed, her hands hooked around my neck, her fleshy thighs wrapped around my waist, and even her vulva was tightly gripping my penis. From the old man's angle on the sofa, I could see the curly hair on her labia and the milky white fluid clinging to them.

Xiaohui seemed somewhat shy about the old man's audacity. She hurriedly pulled the sheet over herself, and I pulled my penis out of her vulva. It was still erect and swaying, but I wasn't in a hurry to put on any coverings. Under the old man's dumbfounded and amused gaze, I walked past him into the bathroom.

Xiaohui then came in, also wrapped in a sheet. She made a face at me and said, "I just can't do anything with him."

"That's just his mindset. Let him be." I had already showered and was only wearing a bathrobe when I patted Xiaohui's plump buttocks.

(III) The bathroom door was like a frame for an oil painting. Li Zhongkai could see everything inside from the single sofa in the house. Xiao Hui took off the sheet draped over her body as soon as she entered the bathroom, revealing her firm, plump, and high buttocks, slender waist, and round breasts. At this moment, when the old man peeked in again, he must have seen the two of us naked, embracing and kissing passionately. Whenever Xiao Hui changed the angle of her face, her long hair swayed with it.

Soon, the two of us lay down together in the bathtub, and Xiao Hui wrapped her arms around my neck, gazing at me with a provocative look. Then she sat up on the marble countertop of the bathtub, twisting her body to reach for the foam at the far end, one thigh bent open, revealing her entire vulva, which Li Zhongkai saw clearly from the outside.

My lips began to fall on Xiaohui's neck and back, my hands slipping inside her lower body, stroking her smooth, translucent abdomen and down her curly, tangled pubic hair. My index finger parted her plump labia, causing her body to arch back and gasp for breath. As the old man watched, I felt an unbearable heat rising within me, an unprecedented stimulation quickly igniting my desire. I kissed Xiaohui passionately, moving downwards, her body spinning and her vulva wide open.

Xiaohui wiped herself with a sponge, occasionally scooping up hot water to splash herself before sliding down into the tub, immediately overflowing. I embraced her tightly, kissing her even more passionately. Then I got up to lather myself, and Xiaohui used her fair hands to rub my body, the slippery oil combined with her delicate hands making me unbearably itchy.

Suddenly I turned around and hugged Xiaohui tightly. Then we hugged each other tightly. I turned around and carried Xiaohui on my back, letting her caress my lower body from behind. Her slender hands played with my huge, erect penis. I seemed unable to bear it and leaned back. She then pressed herself against me and twisted my penis, guiding it between her legs. She rubbed it against the wet hair clinging to her glistening belly. But this action was obviously not enough for her. So she sat down on the edge of the pool and let my penis enter her body.

As I thrust inside, I lay supine on the uneven edge of the pool. I knew this might hurt her back, but she still managed to sit up, our bodies pressed tightly together. When I finally caught my breath, I said, "Do you think this place is a bit too small for making love?"

She pinched my buttocks and said, "I can make love with you on the spiked railing."

"Then what are we waiting for?" I sprang up and began to thrust wildly from above, my penis growing even thicker and more powerful under the warmth of her wet vagina. The force of my thrusts made her labia flutter and gush with juices. Her long hair flowed freely, her face flushed, her eyes opening and closing intermittently, and she hummed incoherently.

The old man was restless from our naked carnal struggle in the bathroom. I saw him shaking his gray head and shifting uncomfortably, and fearing that his heart might not be able to take it if we continued like this, I suddenly stopped.

I exhaled deeply, but Xiaohui was still relentless. She wiggled her hips, a sign that she wasn't satisfied. I didn't dare delay, thrusting hard, churning her labia until her juices splattered everywhere, and she cried out for mercy.

Although she looked completely weak and limp, I still felt a surge of heat, and this surge made me ejaculate uncontrollably. She clung tightly to me, completely disoriented, not knowing where she was. When she regained consciousness, I was already on top of her. However, Xiaohui's body was still throbbing, and she was enjoying the afterglow of pleasure with her beautiful eyes closed.

After I finished bathing, I turned around and saw Xiaohui still soaking in the pool, her whole body filled with a lazy comfort, her body as moist as seaweed, and her face full of happiness. I slipped on a t-shirt and underwear and went to the old man. He hung his head sheepishly, like a child who had done something wrong. I smiled and said, "Weren't you hungry? I'll make you something."

"Wait, not now." He lingered there, refusing to budge, so I ignored him and went outside to the terraced lawn.

The balcony, probably only thirty square meters, was charmingly decorated by Li Na with vibrant reds, purples, and greens. Two wicker chairs and a swing sat amidst the flowers and plants, with a cool summer night breeze occasionally drifting by. I sat down in one of the wicker chairs and started brewing tea like the old man. When he came out, the water was already bubbling and boiling. I noticed that the crotch of his baggy shorts was unusually flat, just as Xiao Hui had said—even if she wanted it, the old man couldn't do anything about it.

As people get older, they sleep less. The old man sleeps like a cat, dozing off for a short while and considering that a nap. He doesn't sleep at all at night; his eyes are wide open. If he can't sleep, he tosses and turns, or he'll drag me to chat with him, reminiscing about his youth over and over again. I don't know how Xiaohui kept him company through the long nights before I came. I tried putting sleeping pills in his tea, but it had no effect whatsoever. After I arrived, Xiaohui felt much more at ease and was able to get a full night's sleep.

When we first arrived, Ke'er found everything here new and exciting, but after that initial excitement wore off, she started clamoring to go home. Xiaohui had never been separated from me for so long before, and now she seemed inseparable from me. As the end of summer vacation approached, a growing unease began to appear in her eyes. She subtly suggested that the old man come back with us, which enraged Li Zhongkai. For many days, the two of them were sullen, silent, and ignoring each other.

Actually, it was the old man who was suffering in this stalemate. Those days, he was like a kite with a broken string, completely lost and irritable, always finding excuses to nitpick and be unreasonable. Xiao Hui, on the other hand, kept a straight face

, refusing to look at him, silently busying herself with housework. This put me, caught in the middle, in a difficult position. At noon, I would take a long, satisfying nap, and the old man would also go to his study after his nap, diligently writing, carefully crafting his memoirs. Xiao Hui helped him save what he had written on the computer. These days, Xiao Hui was racking her brains to get the old man to spend some money to buy a new house. Looking out the window, I could see her wearing a thin nightgown, huddled in front of the computer, typing away, most of her back exposed, her delicate body looking flawless and pristine.

When I went in, she was pressing her entire chest against the old man's back, her hands massaging his neck and shoulders. The old man was squinting contentedly, enjoying her massage. Xiao Hui whispered in his ear, "Dad, didn't you say you wanted me to come and see our house? Now we have a car, it's so convenient."

“Yes, I’d like to get around a bit,” the old man said with a smile.

Xiao Hui seized the opportunity to say, “Our house is too small; you won’t have anywhere to stay.”

“I’m not staying long, so it’s fine as it is,” the old man said, turning back to Xiao Hui.

Xiao Hui winked at me, then went around to the old man and said, “Why don’t we let Jianbin go back first and get a bigger house?”

“Aren’t you happy living here? You want to get a new house? What do you mean? You want to go back?”

the old man said, his face darkening with displeasure.

Xiao Hui was speechless for a moment, then turned and walked out. I quickly tried to smooth things over, “Dad, don’t blame Xiao Hui. She’s just being immature; she’s just homesick.”

The old man, still panting, loudly rebuked, “What’s wrong with this place? If you’re homesick, you shouldn’t have come.” His arrogant words stirred a sense of unease within me. What did the old man take us for? I left him behind, got in the car, and drove off.

On the wide streets of the provincial capital, where cars like mine were rare, I enjoyed the exhilarating speed. Before long, I arrived at Li Na's customs office. I gave my name, and someone led me to her office, offering me a cup of tea and saying she was in a meeting and I should wait. It was indeed the customs director's office, with a small meeting room, bedroom, and bathroom—its luxurious decor was an eye-opener.

The sound of heels clicking on the floor filled the air as Li Na pushed open the door and entered. As soon as she entered her office, she took off her black coat with many brass buttons, revealing a tight-fitting red shirt underneath.

At that moment, someone brought in documents, and she sat down in her high-backed swivel chair at her desk to sign them.

The woman before me, the one I once passionately loved, had long, jet-black hair, snow-white skin, red lips, and large, expressive eyes. Her striking silk blouse, clinging tightly to the floor, was unbuttoned at the collar, revealing almost her entire breasts. Her fair shoulders and chest shimmered before my eyes. She wore a black miniskirt, her long, slender legs spread wide on the leather swivel chair, making my mouth water.

She sat leisurely in the high-backed chair, a document resting on her lap, her right hand on the back of the chair. The cleavage between her breasts was deep, seemingly trembling as she faced me and the person waiting for the documents, as if warmly greeting us. Her crossed legs were white and translucent, drawing the eye deeper into her allure—she was incredibly sexy. She handed the document to the man and said, "Close the door for me, I need to talk about something at home."

The man closed the door behind him, and she got up to add hot water for me. I told her about what had happened between Xiaohui and Li Zhongkai these past few days. She pondered for a moment, then said, "Xiaohui is really insensible. That's how old people are; you have to coax them, appease them, like you're dealing with a child. How can you hold a grudge against them? You can't even do that."

"That's just how Xiaohui is," I said, "she does things on a whim, and that won't work in the long run. She can't live without her daughter." "Most importantly, it's me."

"You, what woman can live without her?" Li Na said with a smile. Her sexy body was right beside me, and I couldn't suppress my impulse. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer. Li Na let out a cry and fell down. I held her tightly. She pretended to resist, but actually half-heartedly gave in, offering only a few futile resistances, supporting herself with her hands, but burying her face in my chest.

But I held her tightly, and soon her stiff body went limp, offering no resistance whatsoever. I held her relaxed body once more, her long eyelashes, her snow-white, straight nose, and her slightly moving, sensual red lips. I lowered my head and captured her lips; soft, moist, and warm.

With this kiss, Li Na struggled again, moaning softly as she pushed her tongue deep into my mouth. I kissed her passionately while my wrist moved towards her abdomen.

Suddenly, my hand became violent; I roughly tore at Li Na's panties, passionately embracing her body. "Don't ruin my panties, how am I supposed to wear them?" I heard her low cry, and only then did I release her. My hand lingered on the edge of her panties, and I could almost feel the lubrication of her vulva, as if it had been coated with nourishing cream.

But I stubbornly continued to kiss Li Na's lips, neck, and chest, while simultaneously squeezing her breasts. My roughness hurt her, and she arched her back uncomfortably, but this only fueled my desire.

I unbuttoned her shirt, leaving her body completely naked. As she twisted her body trying to avoid me, I leaned down and pressed myself against her breasts, kissing them. Finally, Li Na responded, her body slowly melting like cream. The more violently she writhed, the more her body trembled. I groaned and pressed forward, and Li Na arched her back, trying to shrink away.

I believe that at that moment, the stench of my sweat mingled with her sweet fragrance. I roughly pulled off my trousers, leaving my lower body naked, my erect penis displayed before her. When I rolled up her skirt, an atmosphere of rape filled the office.

At the same time, I discovered that she didn't dislike the feeling, so my hand immediately explored her honey pot, where lustful fluids flowed freely, her long-absent pubic hair was thicker and more robust, and her labia were fuller and more plump. We flirted like cats, and soon my fingertips probed Li Na's most sensitive spot, where a bean-sized nipple immediately emerged. My fingers stroked up and down like plucking a harp, and the sensation instantly transformed into pleasure for her.

I lifted her bra and kissed her nipples. She couldn't help but moan, so I turned her over and thrust into her from behind. Li Na called my name hoarsely, but my movements became even more violent and frenzied. With a burst of intense thrusting, Li Na lay on her leather swivel chair, her snow-white buttocks high and swaying to welcome me. Instantly, pleasure shot from her toes to the top of her head. I continued to move intensely, but soon I entered a state of ecstasy.

“It’s been so long since I’ve felt this good, Jianbin. Do you know why I brought Xiaohui here? It’s for you.” Li Na’s head was slumped in the chair, her words broken and incoherent. “You haven’t had a good life all these years, and my heart has been bleeding. I wanted to do something for you.”

Hearing her say this, I stopped what I was doing, scooped her up, and helped her sit upright in the swivel chair. She raised her plump, white legs high, showing me her honeyed vulva, glistening with her juices: “Don’t stop, do it again.” I… With a thrust of her hips, my penis plunged in as if guided by instinct, followed by another series of violent slams. She groaned

, trembling, "I just wanted you to come to the provincial capital. You can go to any department or unit you want; just say the word, and I'll make it happen." Her hands gripped the chair armrests, her buttocks arching as she spoke tenderly, her lips smacking my face. In the heat of passion, I felt a strong suction from her vagina, her vaginal walls convulsing incessantly, and her juices seeping from her thick pubic hair down her thighs.

She swayed her shoulders like a bus rider, initially moving in sync with my movements, but then she pressed me down. This time, it was my turn to groan, feeling a hazy, numbing sensation, as if I'd been given anesthesia. I felt like a different person. Finally, she became unbearable, and my entire body collapsed against her. Her body twitched slightly, then all was still. She only came to her senses when I collapsed limply onto her.

I kissed her still flushed face for a while before struggling to sit up. As the penis withdrew from her vagina, a gush of their combined semen was carried out with it, the thick, milky-white fluid overflowing and splashing onto the leather swivel chair. Li Na exclaimed, "Look what you've done!" As she spoke, her face was delicate and charming, revealing an innocence and cuteness far beyond her years.

She pulled several sheets of paper from the table and placed them between her legs, then twisted her body searching for her underwear. I had already put on my trousers, so I casually picked up the narrow pair of panties from the floor and handed them to her. As she put them on, she said to me in a coquettish tone, "No wonder they say Xiaohui can't live without you; I would feel the same way."

I slumped wearily onto the sofa and teased Li Na, who was still lining her underwear with papers, "Don't let your husband find out when you get home."

"Of course not, you're silly. Women are more meticulous and discreet when they're having an affair than men," she said, tugging at her short skirt.

"He's content to have married someone like me." After saying that, she made me a cup of hot milk from the water dispenser. Seeing her legs slightly apart as she walked, swaying her hips with a seductive air, I found it amusing. She thought I was being sarcastic and continued, "I'm not targeting Xiaohui, don't worry. My dad has been impotent for years, he can't have sex."

"You know that too?" I laughed out loud.

She said, "He's taken a lot of medicine for this, but it's not working."

"So you're really doing this for me?" I asked.

Her big, watery eyes were fixed on me. "You still don't believe me? Let me tell you, my dad's current wealth is enough for your family to live on for a lifetime. You tell Xiaohui to make do and go along with the old man's wishes. He doesn't have that much time left, at most five or six years, no more than ten years, right? What's not worth it?"

I almost fainted. Even the most intense and passionate ejaculation I'd had before wasn't like this. My mind went blank with excitement. Li Na continued, "You haven't seen all the treasures in his study yet, have you? Famous watches, calligraphy and paintings, any one of them is priceless."

I felt like a fully inflated balloon. All I wanted to do was go home. I hugged Li Na and kissed her face passionately. If the old man were here, I think I might have hugged and kissed him for a while too.

(IV) As soon as my car arrived at the villa, Xiaohui waddled over to open the door. She was only wearing a tank top, her delicate breasts glistening like ripe peaches, and shorts so short they revealed half her buttocks. Ke'er was in the pool; she had learned to swim and was now in high spirits.

I put my arm around Xiaohui's soft, slender waist, and slipped my fingers inside her shorts, immediately finding her plump labia. She smiled coquettishly like a cat: "You've gotten me wet again." "

Can't you dry me in this strong sunlight?" I said, flashing a white smile. We walked hand in hand to the pool to watch over our daughter. Ke'er was sprawled on the surface like a dog, flailing her limbs wildly, making a lively splash. On the rooftop balcony, the old man looked over; it was almost dusk, and the setting sun cast a golden glow over the area.

"I just came from Li Na's."

I sat down with Xiao Hui by the pool. Xiao Hui asked nonchalantly, "What did you talk to her about?"

"Just chatting. She told you to make do." I said, noticing Xiao Hui had one leg already in the water, paddling back and forth like a paddle. I continued, "Have you seen the old man's collection of treasures?"

"Yes, I have. He has quite a few paintings and calligraphy pieces that I don't understand. He once opened the safe and offered me a watch, but I didn't take it; they were all outdated."

"You're so naive! Those are all famous watches, worth tens or hundreds of thousands each." I exclaimed repeatedly.

Xiao Hui exclaimed in surprise, "Really? How could I be so stupid?"

I put my hand on Xiao Hui's shoulder, staring intently at her, and said, "Xiao Hui, tell me the truth, did he touch you?"

Her eyes were full of doubt, and she said nervously, "What are you saying? What are you saying?" I continued, "Did he touch your body?"

She shook her head vigorously, like a child playing with a rattle. "No, no."

"So that means he only spied on you." Xiaohui's face flushed crimson, as red as the setting sun. She lowered her head and whispered, "Don't you already know?"

"Alright, Xiaohui, listen to me. I'll make the old man obey you." I whispered in her ear,

"Just let him touch you, give him whatever he wants. That'll keep him hooked.

He should get a little something out of it." "You said it yourself, don't go back on your word if your wife ends up in someone else's bed," Xiaohui said seriously.

I laughed loudly, "You think I'd be jealous of that old man? You underestimate me!"

Just as I predicted, the next morning when I took my daughter to the supermarket and came back, Xiaohui was already entangled with the old man. The living room was filled with an irresistible, sensual atmosphere. Xiao Hui reclined on the sofa, the old man leaning close and pressing his head down onto her. Xiao Hui, her clothes disheveled and hair exposed, arched her fair body coquettishly, clinging tightly to the old man's head. Any man who witnessed this scene and didn't lose his composure would be utterly blind.

A burning warmth surged within me, quickly spreading throughout my body, my penis swelling wildly in my pants. Yang Zhongkai pressed his lips to Xiao Hui's face, his tongue darting out. Xiao Hui let out soft moans, perhaps hearing the sound of my car. She struggled to escape, but the old man held her tightly around the waist, preventing her escape, burying his head in her abdomen. Xiao Hui, blushing shyly, arched her back, her hands gripping the sofa armrests as if her body were about to fall apart, panting heavily.

I told my daughter to close her eyes and lied, saying we were going upstairs; there was a good gift for her. He picked her up and carried her up the stairs. As they passed the living room, they seemed to revert to their previous state; Xiaohui tugged at her clothes and spread her legs, keeping them tightly closed.

I led my daughter to her room, put on a newly bought cartoon DVD, and settled her in. From the stairs, I saw the old man pulling Xiaohui into his house. Deep down, I had a lingering desire for what it would be like if Xiaohui were to be played with by another man. I quietly crept to the hallway outside the old man's bedroom window.

They lay face to face on the bed. The old man had his arm around Xiaohui's waist, and Xiaohui was hugging his stomach. Li Zhongkai began to move, his hand moving from Xiaohui's waist to her buttocks, caressing her.

And so, after a while, he began to take off Xiaohui's pants. She straightened her back to make it easier for the old man to take off his pants. Then, the old man kicked off his own pants with his feet. His hands circled around Xiaohui's buttocks, touching her more and more, seemingly unwilling to miss even a small spot. He moved from behind her buttocks to between her legs. After a while, he inserted his fingers into the crevice between Xiaohui's soft pubic hair. Xiaohui's waist moved slightly, and her fair fingers slowly moved and rubbed on the old man's body, sliding from her abdomen all the way down to between her legs.

The old man grew increasingly aroused, but his penis remained limp. Xiao Hui lay sprawled on the bed, legs spread wide. The old man's fingers moved between her thighs, parting her labia and rubbing his fingers against the already moist folds. Xiao Hui's right hand also caressed between his legs, pinching his loose scrotum. The two of them panted and writhed... Xiao Hui's voice was as shrill as a mother cat's cry on a spring night, low moans escaping incessantly. Her face began to sway from side to side, her beautiful thighs contracting and relaxing, her fair hands moving more and more intensely, her moans growing more excited. Facing her hot, naked body aroused the old man's unrestrained desire. He trembled all over, seemingly filled with sexual pleasure, his mouth pressed against her full breasts, sucking on her nipples, one hand rubbing her parted pubic area.

Xiao Hui swayed her body, calling out, curling her lower body up. The old man's fingers touched a warm current inside the woman's body, and his heart surged with passion. His lustful desires were rekindled, and he suddenly spread his thick thighs and overlapped Xiao Hui's. He then began to thrust his hips with great seriousness, and Xiao Hui, with her eyes closed, also entered a state of ecstasy, still not satisfied, moaning even more wildly.

Unbeknownst to me, I kept calling Xiaohui's name from outside the door as I entered the old man's bedroom. The scene on the bed was erotic and sensual; two bodies were intertwined, and Xiaohui's playful movements, both startling and squirming, only aroused the man's interest in her sensual body.

With a urging from the old man, her only garment, a thin nightgown, fell to the floor. As the nightgown slipped off, her skin shone like a burning flame, even more dazzling. Her breasts swayed and rose elastically, nipples pointing upwards, and her wasp-waisted waist seemed to exude an irresistible urge. Both the old man and I could see the distinctive dark, curly hair and thick labia of Xiaohui's lower limbs.

She lay down beside the old man, leaned closer, raised her face past her lips, and turned to lie on her side, sliding her right hand from his chest to his abdomen, then placing it between his thighs, her fingers gently massaging.

The old man's body was aroused and he couldn't contain himself. His fingers began to move. He slightly changed his posture, and Xiao Hui lifted herself up, twisting her waist and pressing her buttocks against the upper part of the old man's chest. The old man looked up in surprise at her private parts, his plump lips slightly parted. What appeared before him now was like a blooming flower wet with dew, the petals symbolizing a woman's healthy youth. In his intoxication, the old man seemed to smell the fragrance of dewy fruit.

When Xiao Hui saw me, she spread her arms in my direction. I stood there, looking down at her. Her body was flushed with excitement, her white skin blushing. I spread my legs, my pants bulging at the zipper. I brought my knees close to the edge of the bed. Xiao Hui's hand couldn't wait to reach for my jeans, slowly pulling down the zipper. Her white and delicate hand grabbed my erect penis inside my pants.

"Ah." The old man couldn't help but exclaim. Xiao Hui's hands caressed me, her body, not yet fully undressed, throbbing with excitement. The old man looked at the naked Xiao Hui serving him, his whole body going limp, his eyes, filled with intense desire, fixed on her, as if he himself were melting into her. He writhed restlessly beneath her, his tongue licking her vulva with abandon.

Xiao Hui pulled down my pants and underwear, a surge of frenzied passion washing over me. Her mouth opened, trembling as she pressed it against my body. Her hands caressed me, feeling a youthful masculine allure, a wave of excited heat washing over her.

I felt a sharp, biting pain. Xiao Hui's lips left my erection and began licking my round buttocks, my firm thighs, licking my naked body. I suddenly pushed her down onto the bed, pressing my naked body against hers. She felt a surge of excited pain and couldn't help but groan. The old man watching from the side had a flushed, burning face.

Xiaohui had broken free from the old man's body, her buttocks resting on the edge of the bed, her plump, smooth thighs spread wide. The moment I thrust my enormous penis into her vagina, she let out a loud cry, panting heavily, her hips heaving violently as she tried to move her buttocks to receive my attack, while her head tilted to the side, kissing the old man's lips.

A completely new experience made her involuntarily display unprecedented frenzy; her pretty face flushed red, she moaned softly, her eyes moist. I, too, felt a surge of excitement, like a wild horse breaking free of its reins and rushing into a lush meadow, vigorously writhing in nature's gift, thrusting and poking relentlessly.

I placed her legs on my shoulders, thighs spread wide and raised high, toes pointed straight out. Her wet, oozing labia were squeezed until my penis swelled and became full, the clitoris throbbing and pulsating from the friction of my glans. The old man pressed down on her upper body, his drooling tongue licking her breasts, sometimes sucking on her hard nipples, sometimes teasing them with the tip of his tongue. She felt as if a torrent had erupted through her body, her tender white body convulsing violently.

I rolled her over, making her lie face down on the edge of the bed, her legs planted on the ground, her plump buttocks raised. I thrust into her from behind, my hands parting her two snow-white, translucent buttocks, and began to pound even more violently. My penis, in my movements, was like a dragon soaring through the clouds, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, going in and out of her vagina. Sometimes it went all the way in, pressing against the depths of her vagina, trembling with pleasure. Sometimes it would sway and grind against her, and the walls of her vagina would contract and convulse, swallowing and spitting out, her mouth panting and sighing.

When I pulled out to the top, I would pause for a moment on her labia, letting the glans press against her flesh and thrusting rapidly. Her buttocks would meet in, and she wouldn't even dare to breathe, holding her breath and waiting for penetration. She couldn't wait any longer, and a gush of hot semen gushed out of her vagina.

Xiao Hui stretched out her waist and immediately took the old man's limp penis into her mouth, sucking on it. Li Zhongkai, after being sucked for a while, felt numb and weak all over. His hands gripped Xiao Hui's head, his body stiff and unable to move. To make matters worse, while sucking, Xiao Hui also caressed his groin with her hands, even kneading and playing with his testicles.

Heavy breathing and moans filled the room, melodious and lingering. Xiao Hui's legs, which were standing by the bed, trembled and went weak; she almost fell over. I caught her waist to keep her upright. The old man's eyes were filled with envy as he watched me thrust into him, and his hands kneaded Xiao Hui's breasts with even more force, causing Xiao Hui to scream several times.

A wave of blissful pleasure quickly spread from my lower abdomen throughout my body. My glans swelled wildly in the warm embrace, and my penis grew longer and longer. Xiaohui's vaginal walls tightened, slowing the rapid pace of my thrusts. I simply pressed myself firmly deep inside her vagina, thrusting my hips forward and squeezing hard with my penis. Another wave of hot penetration followed. Xiaohui let out a soft cry, her hands tightly wrapped around the old man's thighs, and she buried her face in his crotch.

I shuddered, and the pent-up passion in my lower abdomen burst forth. This intense, rapid drenching made Xiaohui giggle with pleasure, her hips thrusting up and swaying joyfully before suddenly stopping, her whole body going limp. I, too, was satisfied and exhausted.

After that, Li Zhongkai seemed like a completely different person, looking much younger. He was always pestering Xiaohui with his wanton behavior, and Xiaohui, in turn, catered to his every whim, doing whatever she pleased. If it weren't for our daughter being in the way, who knows what kind of scene it would have been.

For several nights in a row, he hogged Xiaohui, always stripping her naked, then straddling her delicate body, licking, caressing, and even biting her. Xiaohui was aroused by him, and then he couldn't take it anymore, so he would shout my name.

Sometimes, when her lust was at its peak, she would climb naked onto my bed. Every time I inserted my penis, her vagina would be a mess, overflowing with lustful fluids. The old man would follow behind and share in the fun. After indulging in pleasure, we would sometimes collapse from exhaustion and the three of us would sleep together under the same quilt. Xiao Hui's breasts would often be squeezed and pressed by four hands at night. After a long night of this, she wouldn't be able to get up in the morning, and the old man would even start to sleep in late, sometimes even later than me.

In the morning, I took my daughter for a run in the verdant mountains. When we returned to the villa, Xiao Hui and the old man were still asleep. I made breakfast for my daughter, and then Xiao Hui came down from the old man's bedroom on the second floor. She was wearing a white cotton bathrobe, her eyes still sleepy, her hair disheveled. My daughter excitedly jumped into her arms.

With a tug from her little hand, the collar of Xiao Hui's bathrobe tilted, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white breast, exposing one full breast.

She embraced her daughter, letting her legs wrap around her waist. The bathrobe shortened and tightened, revealing glimpses of her glossy, dark pubic hair between her legs, showcasing her long, shapely, and radiant thighs. She casually wore embroidered slippers, giving her a languid and serene air, exuding a unique charm.

These past few days, she had been deeply loved by two men, experiencing so much wanton desire, her spirit extremely aroused. Men all crave women other than their wives, and women share this desire.

Her daughter, pressed against her, seemed uncomfortable, and her little hand reached out from the pocket of Xiao Hui's bathrobe to take a bunch of keys. Xiao Hui watched her daughter jingle the keys and gave me a sly smile. I knew she had already made the old man submit to her.

Xiao Hui, wielding great power, looked smug, her face radiant and her eyes sparkling. She sat on the living room sofa with her daughter in her arms, leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, whispering in my ear, "The old man finally surrendered. He said I can do whatever I want with him now."

I was overjoyed and pulled her and our daughter into my arms. We embraced and kissed passionately, our arms around each other. When I told her to leave her aside, she pouted and pretended to cry. We stopped kissing at the same time, turned around, and she made a face at us, then used her little hands to pull our faces together again, clapping her hands and giggling happily.

Just then, the phone rang. Xiao Hui picked up the receiver; it was Li Na calling. She said her husband was in a meeting and she was feeling a bit lonely and wanted to come over.

When Li Na arrived, Xiao Hui had already taken Ke'er to the supermarket. I was in the kitchen preparing lunch when she tiptoed quietly into the kitchen. Actually, I had already seen her figure on the gleaming kitchen cabinet; her bright red suit skirt, like a blazing fire, was too eye-catching.

Suddenly, she hugged me tightly from behind, and her hands went around to my chest, unbuttoning my shirt. She unbuttoned my shirt, and her fair hands reached up to my firm breasts, rubbing my two large nipples incessantly. I felt a tingling sensation, and her face suddenly pressed down on me from behind, then rained kisses down my neck.

I tried to turn around, but her powerful strength pressed down on me, and I could feel two full breasts pressing tightly against my back. I could hear her slightly heavy breathing in my ear, and I involuntarily arched my back, an unexpected pleasure surging through me. On my shoulders was Li Na's limp, frenzied body against my back.

I suddenly turned around and hugged her tightly, kissing her passionately on the lips. Quickly, I unbuttoned her sweater and rushed to kiss her breasts. As Li Na twisted her body to try and escape, her suit jacket slipped down, revealing her bare shoulders. I hastily removed her bra, revealing her full, firm breasts. Before she could cry out, my lips were already pressed against hers.

It was a long, passionate kiss. Li Na gradually lost her strength to resist. Suddenly, Li Na forced me down onto the kitchen counter. Then, I quickly unzipped my pants and removed her panties. She was already sexually aroused; a trickle of fluid oozed from her labia, glistening on her thick pubic hair. I grabbed my penis and thrust it into her raised buttocks, pressing my body against her back, then thrusting my hips upwards, squeezing my penis all the way to the hilt.

She turned her face away, the veins on her snow-white neck bulging, her beautiful chin tilted towards me, and she began to pant. Her full chest rose and fell endlessly. As my movements deepened, her breathing became increasingly labored, her tender white buttocks heaving, urging me to move even more violently.

At this moment, the old man's heavy cough came from behind; it seemed he had gone downstairs. Li Na's body trembled, trying to break free, but I held her back tightly. I casually kicked the kitchen door shut, not with much force, but intentionally leaving a crack. I didn't dare to delay my movements, instead thrusting even more fiercely.

Her honeyed orifice touched my strong, hot penis, and with each rise and fall, she let out an indistinct cry. Soon, her whole body was enveloped by the feeling of reaching the peak, and she cried out, her pupils opening in a daze, radiating a rainbow-like brilliance.

I seemed to sense that Li Zhongkai was nearby, and I could vaguely hear his panting breath and his flushed face burning with desire. This further fueled my fighting spirit, and I swayed my hips even more, making loud slapping sounds as our flesh slapped together. Li Na also screamed wildly and shook her body violently. Soon, her voice became hoarse, and she let out a moaning sound, which instantly brought her to the brink of ecstasy.

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(V) When I came out of the kitchen, the old man was brewing his Kung Fu tea on the sofa. He winked at me and had a wicked smile on his face. After a while, Xiao Hui came home. I saw her chatting intimately with Li Na in the kitchen. They were laughing heartily, making a lot of noise. Then they went in and out, moving bowls and chopsticks and putting the cooked dishes on the rice table in the dining room.

When no one was watching, Li Na lightly lifted her skirt and frowned, showing me her legs. I saw a large wet patch between her ample thighs, the evidence of our earlier illicit sexual activity.

At the dinner table, Li Na and Ke'er were haggling over whether to go swimming after dinner. I thought about how uncomfortable that sticky stuff between her legs must be, and I couldn't help but shiver. Xiao Hui stopped them, saying, "It's too hot outside, let's go this afternoon."

"Let them be, why do you care so much?" I chimed in. The old man agreed, "It's only refreshing to swim in this heat." My

daughter cheered and threw down her bowl, going upstairs to rummage through her swimming caps and goggles. Li Na said to Xiao Hui, "Find out your swimsuit and lend it to me." Xiao Hui stared at her chest and laughed, "It's not suitable, is it? Don't blame me if you expose yourself." The two of them followed her upstairs.

"My daughter's pretty, isn't she? You two seem quite content," the old man said, glancing around at me with a dazzled look. I retorted without hesitation, "You saw it all, don't tell your son-in-law!"

He laughed heartily, "So what if he did? Don't worry, he can't control his own wife." I didn't want to waste any more words with him, so I went outside. The sun was blazing, making my skin sting. Li Na and Ke'er were playing and chasing each other in the pool, splashing water on each other's faces. They ran and chased each other on the grass by the pool, having a great time until they were tired and lay down together on the grass.

Li Na was wearing Xiao Hui's bikini swimsuit, her snow-white skin and high, full breasts, with her nipples faintly visible, her shapely figure and long, slender legs. She noticed me watching and waved to me. When I went over, my eyes were fixed on her body like a blazing sun, radiating a woman's sensuality.

Xiao Hui was right. The tiny bikini couldn't hide her breasts at all. Her breasts were so full, and her plump buttocks showed me the figure of a mature woman. Her eyes blinked at me, very provocatively. I felt a little dizzy. This was the most beautiful and alluring I had ever seen her. I felt a surge of heat within me. Li Na swayed her hips and walked over, kissing my face.

“Xiao Hui really made my dad surrender,” she said to me. I whispered back, “How do you know? Nobody told you.”

“Don’t I see? I’ve been with my dad for so many years and I still don’t understand. Now his eyes aren’t so impetuous anymore, they’re full of kindness.”

Li Na chuckled and said, “You’re definitely going to be cuckolded.”

Seeing that my daughter wasn’t paying attention, I leaned down and kissed her lips. I felt her body pressed against mine, and her hand touched my wildly throbbing penis at my crotch. My large, thick penis made her tremble. Blood rushed to her face. The heat of the sun, combined with her lips and her hand’s caress, sent a surge of heat through me, a kind of excitement spreading within me. I hugged

her tighter, squeezing her against my broad chest. She seemed to be experiencing pleasure, letting out a happy moan. My hands gradually moved to her buttocks, caressing her thighs. I began to kiss her cheeks, shins, breasts, and nipples. She trembled violently, every vein in her body throbbing with heat. I held her tightly, squeezing her so hard I felt like my lungs were about to burst, her breasts were about to be crushed. She struggled to break free of my embrace, and I put her down on the grass, then pressed myself against her.

Suddenly she cried out, and with a kick of her legs, I tumbled into the pool with a scream. As I wiped the water from my face, I realized that Xiaohui had also changed into her swimsuit and was swaying gracefully towards me.

Li Zhongkai is now completely under Xiaohui's thumb, obeying her every word. School starts soon, and in two days I'll take my daughter back home. He pulled out a savings account with several hundred thousand yuan, telling me to choose a nice house when I get back, and once it's furnished, he'll move in with Xiaohui. I reassured him that the money was enough to buy a decent house in our area and decorate it lavishly.

"Let me tell you, the house needs the best furnishings, location doesn't matter. Just a quiet place."

On the third-floor balcony, the shadows of flowers swayed gently, their fragrance wafting in the air. The old man, wearing only shorts and a vest, lay comfortably reclining in a wicker chair. I brewed him some gongfu tea, pretending to listen intently to his words. Xiaohui, on the other side, swayed gently on a swing. With each sway, the hem of her thin nightgown lifted, revealing her pale, glistening thighs, which appeared even whiter in the moonlight. Only her red underwear added a touch of vibrant color to the otherwise stark white.

Clearly, she was indifferent to our conversation, gazing into the dark distance. We, however, were both observing the woman on the swing. Her breasts, barely concealed by her strappy nightgown, revealed the shape of her hardened, erect nipples beneath the thin satin. The swaying of her slender waist made the swing undulate, adding to the ambiguous atmosphere of the enchanting moonlight.

Li Zhongkai's eyes were glued to Xiao Hui's body, his graying head bobbing erratically. I could almost see his chest heaving, his desire blatantly exposed. At that moment, he was like a firework rising into the sky, desperately clinging to its final, brilliant burst of light.

He silently approached Xiao Hui, his hands firmly gripping the swaying swing, and pressed his thick lips to her pink face. Xiao Hui laughed wildly, turning her face away, her slender eyes narrowing in my direction. I pretended not to notice, preoccupied with fiddling with the small teaware.

Li Zhongkai lowered his head, kneeling on the grass, letting Xiao Hui straddle one of his shoulders. Xiao Hui subtly pushed off with her other foot, her body slowly swinging backward on the swing, and he crawled forward on the grass.

After a while, Xiao Hui opened her legs and commanded, "Lick with your tongue."

"Yes, madam." The old man hurriedly picked up one of Xiao Hui's legs. Xiao Hui was wearing embroidered slippers, which she was trying to take off but hadn't quite managed, hooking them on her heels. The old man started licking from the slippers, and after a while, he moved to her toes, licking each toe one by one. Li Zhongkai was like a sexual pervert; his later life of arrogance and domineering self-importance had led to the complete exposure of his hidden masochistic side.

Moreover, he had begun to like Xiaohui, to love her madly, to make her his master, and to hope that she would humiliate him. So he did as Xiaohui commanded. The old man's lips kissed her plump thighs, one hand rolling her nightgown up to her waist. His lips continued to kiss upwards along her smooth skin. Xiaohui tried to spread her thighs, letting the bulge of her thighs, encased in her panties, come towards him. The old man licked, panting.

I watched this scene with great interest, admiring Xiaohui's lewd performance. Her furrowed brows, sharp lips, and slightly protruding tongue, her pretty eyes glancing sideways with a hint of spring, further aroused the old man's burning desire.

The old man lifted Xiaohui's nightgown, who was still sitting on the swing, and then took off her panties. Xiaohui arched her back, making it easier for him to do so. He pulled the panties down to her calves, and like a dog, he crawled on the ground and used his mouth to remove them. Xiaohui straightened her body, tilted her head back, and laughed so hard she trembled. The old man just stared, focused on his work, and finally took off her panties. He placed the panties on the grass and licked them with his mouth, looking like a dog greedily fighting for food.

Xiaohui left the swing and came to me. She rolled up her nightgown and sat on my lap, completely naked from the waist down. She moaned softly for a while, and then her hands impatiently reached down to my lower body, eagerly groping inside my pants. I also freely caressed her full and white breasts, and her moans grew louder and louder.

I had her lie on her back on top of me, raising her thighs high. The old man hurriedly climbed on top of her and buried his face in her arms.

Li Zhongkai had lost his sexual ability; he couldn't give women pleasure, yet he still had sexual desire—a perversion. So he served the beautiful women he liked, reducing himself to a slave. He lay on the ground, licking Xiao Hui's toes, feet, and thighs, finding endless pleasure in it. His tongue, seemingly rough yet skillful, swirled and teased around Xiao Hui's vulva, making her tremble with pleasure.

I could feel her tingling body curling in my arms, her arms wrapped around my neck, her head turned to lick my cheek with her tongue. When her lust became uncontrollable, she kicked the old man in the face, knocking him to the ground.

The old man crawled back to her on all fours. Xiao Hui held her underwear in her hands, grasped the two ends, and told the old man to hold them in his mouth. She rode on his back, using the underwear he was holding as a rein. The old man knelt on the grass, with Xiao Hui still on his back. They circled around Xiao Zhuoyuan once, then crawled towards the bedroom.

When I followed them into the bedroom, they were entangled on the carpet. A dim, yellowish light flickered in the room, illuminating the bodies of Xiao Hui and the old man, who were filled with joy, on the dark red carpet. Their mature, alabaster bodies were as soft as satin, exuding a fragrant scent.

The old man climbed onto her fair, jade-like body, pressing his face against her full breasts and kissing her passionately. One hand roamed freely over her body, shifting positions every now and then. Xiao Hui's delicate, bamboo-like hands caressed the old man's back like feathers, sending shivers of pleasure through him. Xiao Hui then extended her soft tongue for him to kiss, her face flushing. She had him lie flat on his back, then lay on her side on top of him, kissing him. The old man , in turn, licked her entire body with his tongue.

Xiao Hui's body trembled slightly, a burning desire rising and surging within her, giving her snow-white skin a pink glow. Xiao Hui rolled off him, straddling his chest, bending down towards the back of his feet, and her red lips instantly took his penis into her mouth, sucking it joyfully.

The intense pleasure overwhelmed the old man. He struggled to sit up, his broad, strong chest pressed against her fair back, and he reached forward to embrace her. His large, rough hands covered Xiao Hui's tender breasts, and Xiao Hui's voluptuous body writhed back and forth, letting out excited moans.

"Ah, so pleasurable. Ah, so beautiful." As soon as the old man released her, Xiao Hui knelt forward and crawled to the edge of the bed. The old man knelt behind her, hugging her legs, and hurriedly removed the only garment Xiao Hui was wearing: her nightgown.

Xiao Hui, panting heavily, moaned ecstatically. She told the old man to let go, and then she lay face down with her legs together. The old man sat on her low back, his chest pressed against her rounded legs, his mouth resting on her soft feet. He gently held each of her toes and sucked on them. Xiao Hui happily slapped his buttocks with her hands, a strange pleasure shaking their bodies and minds.

The old man kissed Xiao Hui's body tirelessly for a long time. I stood in front of them. The old man put his hands under Xiao Hui's armpits and lifted her up. He made Xiao Hui kneel in front of me. Xiao Hui hugged my thighs and stroked me, hurriedly unbuckling my belt and pulling my underwear down to my knees. The old man then stepped back and sat down to watch.

Xiaohui knelt naked before my already erect penis, listlessly stroking my thighs. At that moment, she seemed to have forgotten everything, softly calling out something. She caressed my buttocks, lower abdomen, and thick, curly hair, then pressed her mouth against my swollen penis, gently nibbling.

My penis lay across her cherry-like lips, her tongue licking the base of the glans like a nimble snake. Her pretty face flushed crimson. Meanwhile, the old man's dark gray eyes were fixed on our every move, as if he were seeing his past reflected in them.

I stripped off all my clothes and lay down with Xiaohui on the soft, thick carpet. The old man was already reclining on the single sofa in the room, drinking a beverage. The joyful passion made him feel secure, as if sweet ripples were rippling in his heart and his body was experiencing pleasure, making him feel exceptionally relaxed.

Xiaohui was soft and boneless, her gentle, slender hands stroking my back and my strong thighs. A restless current surged through my body. I moved my hand from hers to her hidden, hairy triangle, gently stroking her most sensitive clitoris with my index finger. She became excited again, a warm current gushing from her mature, plump labia, wetting even the curly hair. Her fleshy cherry-like mouth emitted a thirsty, excited moan.

Ah, it was so wonderful! My fiery desire rose from my lower abdomen and quickly spread throughout my entire body. She lay on her side, one jade-like leg hooked around me, the other wrapped around my abdomen. My penis thrust into her from behind, our bodies miraculously pressed together.

A strange, intense feeling of urgency and fullness emanated from our close union, surging with extreme excitement within me. I twisted one hand, caressing her smooth, delicate back, the other stroking her full breasts. She let out a blissful moan: "Ah, it feels so good, I'm dying."

The sound ignited a fiery desire within me. My hands gripped her shoulders tightly, my lower body shaking violently. Her parched mouth emitted frantic sounds, screaming and howling wildly, her body twisting violently on the carpet, our intertwined bodies writhing.

The old man happily admired this live erotic scene, his desire slowly rising, his body undergoing rapid, intense arousal, a burning thirst within him. Our activity wasn't over yet. The old man impatiently picked up Xiaohui's soft body and sat her on the sofa. She spread her legs, turning her back to him as she sat on his lap, her eyes widening and winking at me wantonly. I half-squatted in front of them, thrusting my penis in, and she swayed tightly in the old man's arms.

The old man stared dumbfounded at the force of my penis going in and out, drooling as he used his fingers to pry open Xiaohui's plump labia. My penis thrust in and out with great force. Caught between the two men, Xiaohui could only gasp for breath, letting me pound into her at will.

Her face was flushed red, like she was drunk, her eyes half-open and half-closed, the whites of her eyes rolling back, and only faint breaths coming out of her mouth. Her whole face looked dazed. Her body went limp and collapsed in the old man's arms, only her thighs, which I had supported, remained stiff and taut. The juices from her vagina were thick and sticky, making it difficult for my penis to enter and exit. I pulled her body closer, my broad, firm breasts pressed against her elastic, firm chest, our hot lips locked together, our tongues locked inside, swaying and trembling.

Her supple legs wrapped around my waist, her hands clung to my neck, and my strong hands supported her round buttocks and waist as we walked towards the bathroom. Her pink neck rested on the edge of the basin, her head tilted back, her limbs gripping the sides of the basin, lying flat on the water like a starfish.

I lifted her up from both sides of her body with both hands, making her float on the water, and pressed my head tightly against her. She gasped for breath with her mouth wide open in excitement, occasionally making "ah ah" sounds. The warm bath water splashed with silvery white droplets. After we finished bathing, the old man was already fast asleep. Soon after, Xiao Hui and I also drifted into a sweet dream.

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