[Power Outage is a Soul-Stirring Event]

(Above)

A couple recently moved into the apartment next door, and I was immediately delighted. I enjoy lively environments, and

finally, I have neighbors in this quiet building. I live in a newly built garden community. This is a high-end

residential an elegant environment, fresh air, and green spaces, flowers, and trees everywhere. Overall, I'm

quite satisfied with it. The only downside is that it's far from the city center, and since it's newly built, there aren't many residents yet

, and the surrounding amenities aren't fully developed. Fortunately, I'm single, so I just

drive to the city center to buy a week's worth of food and daily necessities and bring them home, and I don't have to worry about anything.

Last night, I worked all night, and after only a few hours of dozing off, I heard a commotion outside. I opened

the door and saw that a couple had moved into the new apartment across the street. After asking the moving workers, I

learned that they were a couple.

Although their new apartment was already renovated, there had been some clanging and

hammering . I was exasperated because I have a habit of sleeping in late, and the banging and knocking always

started when I was sound asleep. That day, I was still dreaming when suddenly the melodious "ding-dong..." of the doorbell rang.

"Who is it?..." Awakened, I was slightly annoyed, but I had no choice but to get up, get dressed, and open the door. I thought that if it was

the property management or some unrelated person, I would definitely give them a hard time.

The door opened, but I didn't yell. A respectable man like me could yell at anyone, but how could I yell at

a beautiful woman like her? The woman in front of me was probably about 1.65 meters tall,

with an oval face, large, watery eyes beneath willow-leaf eyebrows, and glistening, alluring red lips. To be precise, she was a stunningly beautiful woman in her twenties

. Unfortunately, standing next to this charming woman was a rather handsome

man .

"Hello! My surname is Fang. Am I bothering you? My wife and I just moved in. We live across from you,

so we'll be neighbors from now on," the man surnamed Fang introduced himself with a smile, while putting his arm around

the beautiful woman beside him.

"Hello! Mr. Fang, you're not bothering me at all. My surname is An, and my name is Andy. If you need

any just let me know..." I politely extended my right hand and shook hands with Mr. Fang.

"Hello, Mrs. Fang," when it was my turn to shake hands with the young woman, I only lightly touched her palm,

deliberately not even looking at her directly. Firstly, because her husband was right next to her, and I didn't want

Mr. Fang to see me looking lecherous. Secondly, I just wanted to keep this woman in suspense. Beautiful women

are always vain; they always want to attract men's attention, especially handsome men.

My friends all say I'm not handsome but have a lot of charisma. I retorted that a man with charisma is handsome.

After some small talk, I learned that the man's name was Fang Wenjun and the woman's name was Xia Xiaoyue. They were both from Chongqing. To my

surprise, despite their significant age difference, they were newlyweds.

Sure enough, the beautiful Xia Xiaoyue handed me a lovely box of candy, saying she wanted me to share in

their newlywed happiness and sweetness.

I quickly thanked her and offered my blessings of happiness and a long and happy life together. However, my gaze

only swept across Xia Xiaoyue's face briefly.

Fang Wenjun seemed quite pleased with my attitude; I was observing him, and he seemed to be observing me as well.

Xia Xiaoyue seemed a little sullen; perhaps a sexy beauty like her always

attracts attention , and seeing my disdain for her naturally displeased her.

Finally, Fang Wenjun said sincerely, "Brother An, I hardly

have . Look, in this building with only two apartments per floor, you and I are the only neighbors. Who knows,

I might need your help sometime in the future."

"Oh, Brother Fang, don't be so polite. I work in the computer industry and am usually home. If you and your wife need any

help, just knock on my door," I readily replied, secretly harboring a wicked thought: I hoped

his wife would often bother me.

Fang Wenjun, of course, didn't understand my intentions. After another round of polite exchanges, we returned to our respective rooms.

As they turned to go back to their rooms, I noticed that Xia Xiaoyue had an almost perfect woman's figure.

Her pert buttocks remained out of sight until they disappeared from view.

Although Fang Wenjun and I got along somewhat well during our first meeting, Xia Xiaoyue left a much deeper

impression on me. I had a feeling that something might happen between me and this sexy beauty.

For the next few days, my interactions with my neighbors, the couple, were uneventful. Fang Wenjun was probably busy with work, so I

rarely saw him, while I saw Xia Xiaoyue every day. This beautiful young woman seemed to become even more alluring. Even at home, she would sometimes

wear off-the-shoulder short skirts, sometimes tank tops, sometimes low-waisted pants, and sometimes see-through clothing. She dressed almost differently every day, as if

expressing a woman's summery desires. But her attitude towards me was lukewarm, leaving me distracted and unable

to eat or drink.

One late night, after finishing some programming, it was already past 2 a.m. I was just about to wash up and go to bed

when I suddenly heard a strange noise outside the door. My heart skipped a beat, and I thought, "Could it be a thief?" But then I thought again,

the security in this community is tight; there shouldn't be any thieves. But the noise continued.

So I tiptoed cautiously to the door and peered through the peephole.

To my astonishment, although the view was blurry, I immediately recognized a man and a woman engaged in their

lovemaking. The woman was leaning against the wall near the door, and the man's genitals were pressed against her buttocks. They

were completely naked. The woman was moaning, "Mmm... what if someone sees? Mmm... so good..." Although

the sound was muffled, I recognized Xia Xiaoyue's voice. If this was Xia Xiaoyue, then the man

must be Fang Wenjun.

I was both excited and anxious. This act of peeping thrilled me, but I was anxious because the angle was bad. Fang Wenjun had his back

to me, blocking my view. I could only see Fang Wenjun's buttocks, not Xia Xiaoyue's body.

I never imagined my neighbors would be so adept at seeking thrills. They looked so respectable, yet they

were so lewd in private.

A certain part of my body had unknowingly swelled to its limit, and I really wanted to open the door and get

a proper look, but unfortunately, after their frenzy, they went inside. Just before they entered, I finally saw...

Xia Xiaoyue turned around, her full breasts trembling as they flashed before my eyes.

That night, I masturbated twice before finally falling asleep.

The next day, I was woken up by the doorbell; it was already high in the sky.

Opening the door, I saw Fang Wenjun, still half-asleep, dressed casually, and beaming. He called out loudly,

"Brother An, why are you still sleeping at this hour?"

I thought to myself, "Isn't it all thanks to you two that I'm still in bed this late?" But I

still smiled and said, "I went to bed late last night, but I'm getting ready to get up. Brother Fang, you look so

energetic !"

Fang Wenjun seemed unusually excited today. He patted my shoulder, "Brother, I just got back from Beijing,

just got off the plane. Oh, I signed a big contract the day before yesterday, I'm so happy! My cousin came to visit

me yesterday, we have to celebrate tonight. Brother An, don't go anywhere tonight, just have

a couple of , how about it?"

"Huh? You just got back? Your cousin?... "

"Yes! I'll introduce you to my cousin tonight, he's much younger than me, haha! Okay, I'm

going to take a shower and rest for a while. I didn't sleep much on the plane. Remember to come over for drinks at six tonight!"

I blankly replied, and only when Fang Wenjun turned around did I notice how travel-worn he looked.

(Middle)

That evening, when I stepped into Fang Wenjun and his wife's house, I truly felt what luxury was. Before I could even look

around , Fang Wenjun enthusiastically pulled me into the living room. Another man was sitting at the table in the living room.

Fang Wenjun introduced him to me; he was Fang Wenjun's cousin, Fang Wenbiao. Fang Wenbiao was handsome and dashing,

much better looking than his cousin. When he stood up to shake my hand, I was surprised to find that his build

was almost identical to Fang Wenjun's. I finally confirmed that the passionate scene that had unfolded at the door that morning was indeed

starring Fang Wenbiao and Xia Xiaoyue.

I lost my appetite, even though my stomach was rumbling. Xia

Xiaoyue turned out to be a slut

who had cheated on her husband. This left me feeling a little disappointed, like the woman I liked falling for someone else.

A woman cheating isn't a big deal, but to have an affair with her husband's cousin was audacious.

However, since Xia Xiaoyue was so bold and promiscuous, it seemed I had a chance too. Thinking of this, I

grinned , and suddenly my appetite returned, along with my sexual desire.

And just like that, he appeared. The three of us men were about to chat for a while when a sweet voice called out,

"Dinner's ready..." Xia Xiaoyue, dressed in a flowing low-cut blouse and short skirt,

entered the dining room carrying a plate of fragrant dishes. She placed the dishes on the table, fiddling with them, and as she bent over, the perfect curves of her hips once again outlined

the alluring charm of this mature woman. All three of us men stood up, swallowing

hard . I don't know about the others, but I certainly wasn't drooling over the delicious food.

The various home-style dishes on the table were not only plentiful but also beautifully presented and fragrant; they probably tasted quite good too. I couldn't help but

secretly admire this woman's skill and culinary talent—she could satisfy both a man's sexual desires and his appetite.

Even if she occasionally cheated on me, what more could a husband ask for?

As soon as we sat down, Xia Xiaoyue said sweetly, "Honey, have you washed your hands?" She

blinked her big, watery eyes at Fang Wenjun as she spoke, her expression and manner so captivating that he wouldn't refuse

even if she asked him to jump off a building.

Fang Wenjun paused, then chuckled, "Why wash my hands? I'm not a child anymore, and my hands aren't dirty...

"

Before he could finish, Xia Xiaoyue stood up, gracefully walked to her husband, and pulled him

up, saying, "Go, go, go wash your hands..."

Fang Wenjun felt a little embarrassed with me, their guest, so he turned Xia Xiaoyue around, their backs to us,

and whispered, "They're not dirty, look..."

"You just touched my 'down there,' have you forgotten?" Xia Xiaoyue's voice was even softer, so soft

it seemed only the two of them could hear her.

I was stunned, because my hearing is exceptionally sharp, and I heard Xia Xiaoyue's words perfectly. At that moment, the only question on my mind

was whether her 'down there' was very wet.

Recalling how Fang Wenjun had shaken my hand when I first entered, I quickly put down my chopsticks,

brought my right hand to my nose, and sniffed it lightly. Damn, I cursed inwardly. My hand indeed smelled

strongly alcohol. But despite my curse, I was reluctant to wash my hands.

"Why did you put down your chopsticks, Andy? Is it because my cooking wasn't good?" Xia Xiaoyue, who had turned around,

noticed my movement and walked over to me, asking sweetly.

"No, no, it's not that. Your cooking is so delicious! But seeing that you and Brother Fang haven't sat down yet, how

could eat first?" The beautiful woman standing beside me still made me a little distracted.

Xia Xiaoyue giggled, "You're so kind..."

Just then, Fang Wenjun came out after washing his hands. Seeing everyone waiting for him, he shouted, "Come on,

come on , let's eat! Xiaoyue, pour some wine for Brother An. We won't stop until we're drunk..."

Xia Xiaoyue nodded and bent down to pour a full glass of strong Jiannanchun liquor.

Mianzhu Jiannanchun is a famous Sichuan liquor, known for its rich aroma and mellow, sweet taste. It's one of my favorite

baijiu. The great poet Li Bai famously famously "redeemed" himself to drink Jiannanchun, demonstrating its allure.

But even the finest Jiannanchun couldn't compare to the breathtaking beauty before me. Whether intentional or not,

as I bent down to pour the wine, Xia Xiaoyue, clad in a low-cut, thin shirt, revealed her a pair of smooth, alabaster breasts. Unfortunately,

from my angle, I couldn't see those two alluring nipples, nor could I stand up to look.

A gentle breeze blew from the dining room's air conditioning, ruffling Xia Xiaoyue's deep chestnut

hair . After the breeze subsided, a strange feeling stirred within me.

The group chatted merrily at the table, Xia Xiaoyue radiating charm and confidence. At some point,

Fang Wenjun and his cousin Fang Wenbiao started a drinking contest, each downing a cup of Jiannanchun. I

sighed inwardly at their wasteful consumption. Although Jiannanchun is a fine wine, it can still be quite intoxicating, lasting up to two hours.

The Jiannanchun liquor, barely three bottles deep, was almost empty. I'd only had seven or eight cups before my face was burning and

my head was spinning. Xia Xiaoyue, on the other hand, was flushed and breathtakingly beautiful. As the saying goes, "The more you look at a beauty through drunken eyes,

the more intoxicated you become." I felt this way, and Fang Wenjun and Fang Wenbiao felt it even more so. Fang

Wenjun, his face as red as Guan Yu's, leered at Xia Xiaoyue, slapped his thigh, and stammered

, "Uh... wife, come here, sit here. My cousin's a heavy drinker. Let's... let's take him

down . You play rock-paper-scissors with him. Whoever loses drinks. Wenbiao, are you in?"

"I've never been afraid of rock-paper-scissors, but... if you lose, you drink it yourself. You can't make your sister-in-law drink it...

" Fang Wenbiao's slurred speech was also thick.

"Alright... Brother An, you be the referee... be careful this kid doesn't go too slow and cheat..."

Fang Wenjun glared at Fang Wenbiao while pulling my hand.

At the square dining table, Xia Xiaoyue, sitting on Fang Wenjun's lap, faced Fang Wenbiao across the table. I was essentially sitting

between them, acting as the referee for their rock-paper-scissors game.

Round after round of this contest, Fang Wenbiao, who

had utterly defeated. After more than a dozen rounds, Fang Wenbiao had only won once. Perhaps a little

embarrassed and angry, he poured the rest of his wine into a glass, declaring he would settle the matter in one go. I glanced at it—

goodness ! That glass contained at least three ounces of wine.

As the saying goes, "There are no cowards at the dinner table." Especially someone as forthright as Fang Wenjun! He loudly agreed.

The two were on the verge of a fight. I never expected the dinner table to be so tense, because after that one drink,

whoever lost would definitely be drunk.

Xia Xiaoyue, however, looked relaxed; after all, she wouldn't have to drink regardless of who lost.

"Rock...paper...scissors..." Xia Xiaoyue and Fang Wenbiao practically screamed at the top of their lungs as

they threw their hands.

Fang Wenbiao wanted to cry, but Xia Xiaoyue was already giggling. Fang Wenbiao's outstretched hand was aimed directly at Xia Xiaoyue's

two taut, delicate fingers.

Her fingers were jade-white and rounded, with bright red dots on her neat fingernails. I sighed; just those two

fingers were enough to make my heart flutter.

After downing a large glass of wine, Fang Wenbiao's already flushed face now looked a deep purplish-red, and he

looked like he was about to pass out. Sigh! Actually, I really felt sorry for Fang Wenbiao. When it comes to playing rock-paper-scissors, those women

seem to be natural-born experts.

Fang Wenbiao was already dazed, while Fang Wenjun and Xia Xiaoyue were overjoyed, high-fiving each other in celebration. And that

wasn't enough; Fang Wenjun even kissed her in celebration. Ugh! How cheesy! Can't I just not watch? Just as I was about to turn my face

away, a soft cry rang out. I turned to look, and Xia Xiaoyue was also looking at me. Emboldened by the alcohol, I boldly

stared at her high, full breasts and pretty face. Sitting on Fang Wenjun's lap, Xia Xiaoyue's flushed face showed

a strange expression. Her red lips were tightly bitten, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and her breathing was a little rapid. I was startled and asked, "Sister-in-law, are you feeling unwell

? Have you had too much to drink?"

Xia Xiaoyue shook her head without speaking, but her expression became even stranger, a half-smile, her brows furrowed, and her slender waist,

held by swayed from side to side, as if her whole body was itchy.

"Sister-in-law, shall I get you a glass of water?" Without waiting for Xia Xiaoyue's consent, I stood up, preparing

to pour her a glass of water. But at that moment, my feet wouldn't move. It wasn't that I couldn't walk, but that I didn't want to.

My eyes caught sight of something white hanging from a delicate, snow-white foot under the dining table. I rubbed

my drunken eyes and looked again. The white thing was clearly a tiny pair of lace

panties!

While I was still in a daze, Xia Xiaoyue pleaded in a low voice, "Andy...don't...

don't look ...okay?" Her breathing grew heavier, her eyes filled with desire, and her body swayed

more and more obviously...

I finally understood. Just as I was about to say something, "Snap!"—the power went out.

The power outage was so sudden that I couldn't adjust for a moment. It was pitch black all around, so I could only stay still.

In the darkness, a hand grabbed my clothes.

It was a soft, delicate little hand…

(Continued)

I was still wondering why Xia Xiaoyue was holding my hand when I heard her sweet voice: “Andy,

don’t go yet… I’m afraid of the dark…”

Fang Wenjun, who was extremely excited, immediately chimed in: “That’s right… Brother An… Don’t go,

I haven’t … Uh… It’s so dark, Xiaoyue, go get a candle…”

As I gradually adjusted to the darkness, and with the moonlight shining in from the window, I could clearly see Xia Xiaoyue

stand up. But I thought to myself, since the couple was doing this, maybe they were just being polite in trying to persuade me to stay. I hesitated

for a moment and then said, "Brother Fang, can you still drink? How about we do it another day?"

Little did I know, my words only made things worse. When Fang Wenjun heard me say that, he shouted loudly, "This little bit of alcohol...

won't get me drunk. If I drink any more, Brother An, I'm not bragging, but even if you get drunk 100 times, I still won't...

won't get drunk."

They say people are prone to showing off when they're drunk. Xia Xiaoyue had already made me quite aroused, and I was starting to get a little too bold

. Hearing Fang Wenjun's contemptuous attitude, coupled with the alcohol making my head spin, I got excited and, without caring whether he was talking nonsense

or telling the truth, I chuckled twice and said, "That's not necessarily true, is it?... I'm afraid the one who gets drunk will be your Brother Fang..."

"What? Xiaoyue, open another bottle of wine..." Fang Wenjun was really yelling.

"Come on, but we'll have to change locations. Let's drink at the coffee table in the living room..." Although I was feeling the effects of the alcohol,

I was still cautious. If I got too drunk, I could at least comfortably lie on the coffee table,

unlike Fang Wenbiao, who looked like he was about to slip and fall to the floor.

"Okay..." Fang Wenjun blurted out in Sichuan dialect, meaning he agreed.

Three or four candles were lit on the coffee table, and in the dim candlelight, Xia Xiaoyue looked even more beautiful, making my heart race.

Normally admiring a beautiful woman by candlelight would be so romantic! But then Fang Wenjun took off his clothes, swung his arms, and shouted loudly, "Come on, come on... a thousand cups are too few when drinking with a bosom friend!" He poured me a full glass of Jiannanchun liquor

while speaking in fluent Sichuan dialect . 　　Looking at the full glass, I gasped and cursed inwardly: Damn it, with a drinking party like this...

"A confidant? I think your confidants are all drunkards."

I hesitated for a moment, then Xia Xiaoyue asked me sweetly, "Andy, can you still drink? If

not , forget it. Wenjun is like that; once he drinks too much, he can't control himself..."

How could a man let the woman he likes look down on him? Especially a beauty as charming as Xia Xiaoyue?

Even if it were a cup of poison in front of me, I would drink it. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt heroic and laughed twice:

"Thank you for your concern, sister-in-law. Brother Fang thinks so highly of me and considers me a confidant, so I should at least drink with him until we're both drunk...

right? Brother Fang..."

"Okay..." Fang Wenjun slapped his thigh and blurted out that Sichuan dialect again.

Since I was forced into this situation, I had no choice but to become a bandit. I simply made up my mind to strike first and at least

gain some momentum for myself: "Come on, let me toast Brother Fang and sister-in-law first..." After saying that, he poured a full cup of

Jiannanchun liquor down my throat.

"I'll also toast Brother An... drink..." Fang Wenjun readily downed his drink in one gulp.

My spirits lifted, and feeling hot, I quickly asked, "Brother and Sister-in-law, look, the power's out, it's so hot! I

want to take off my shirt..." Before I could finish, Fang Wenjun smirked at me, "Brother, don't be shy, make

yourself at home, take it off... take it off..."

Perhaps because I'm often at home, my skin is quite fair, and with my regular push-ups and other exercises,

my physique is quite impressive. Sure enough, after taking off my shirt, I looked up and saw

Xia Xiaoyue sitting next to Fang Wenjun staring intently at my bare torso. In the candlelight, her eyes shone like stars in the night sky

.

The beauty's gaze filled me with immense pride as I raised my glass, challenging Fang Wenjun once more. At that

moment, I felt a bit like the dashing Ximen Qing.

But I'm not Ximen Qing, and Fang Wenjun is certainly not Wu Dalang. In fact, he's practically

the legendary tiger-slaying hero Wu Song, known for his insatiable thirst for alcohol.

After half a bottle of Jiannanchun, I was already feeling dizzy, but Fang Wenjun seemed to be getting more and more energetic. I

thought to myself: I can't keep going back and forth with him, otherwise, judging by this, even if I got drunk a thousand times,

he wouldn't. Normally, if I got drunk, I'd just be drunk, but not today, because I still had a wicked

thought in my mind.

I racked my brains for a plan!

"Brother Fang, I heard you signed a big contract?" I started baiting him.

"Yeah, with this contract, your Brother Fang can make a little money..." Fang Wenjun's drunken eyes were already

slits from laughing; I figured it couldn't be a little money.

"Hey! Looks like Brother Fang's been incredibly lucky lately, with wealth flowing in from all directions, everything going smoothly and without any setbacks..."

My sweet talk kept surging towards Fang Wenjun, who was still stunned. Xia Xiaoyue giggled

, her body shaking with laughter, completely unaware that half of her breast was already exposed.

Fang Wenjun chuckled along, it seemed the sweet talk was working.

Looking at Xia Xiaoyue's barely concealed thin shirt, I swallowed hard and said, "Since Brother Fang is so lucky,

how about we play 'rock, paper, scissors' again?

" "Sure..."

"But, since you're so confident, if you add your sister-in-law's help... that would be a bit unfair to me

...

" "So what do you want...?" Fang Wenjun thought about it and agreed.

"I'm thinking of this, your sister-in-law will play 'rock, paper, scissors' with you, and if she loses, I won't let her drink, I'll drink...

Do you dare..." I used all my sweet talk, and wow! It was a bit despicable, but the situation was special, so

I had no choice but to go against my conscience this once.

"Okay..."

Since she was helping me, Xia Xiaoyue naturally sat on my side. The candlelight couldn't make out my hand movements, so I naturally moved

closer to her back.

A faint fragrance wafted into my heart, mixed with that slightly pungent scent. My hand quietly

touched her soft, round buttocks, but there was no reaction. I pressed my advantage, pressing my entire palm against hers.

She still didn't react, and I was secretly delighted.

"Andy...we won again...yes..." I was right. Women are

experts at rock-paper-scissors, and dealing with a drunkard who's in a daze is a piece of cake, isn't it? After several rounds, Xia

Xiaoyue actually won every time, a guaranteed win. Fang Wenjun even finished the remaining half bottle of wine by himself. I

just didn't expect that she could be so excited when she beat her husband.

Fang Wenjun looked depressed.

As we high-fived in celebration, I took the opportunity to slip my hand under her smooth, delicate back. She trembled

slightly, her small hand gently pinching my leg. Because we were so close, almost half of Xia Xiaoyue's buttocks were

resting on my thighs. My upper body was bare, but she leaned back, my chest almost pressed against her back.

In the candlelight, Xia Xiaoyue's legs beneath her short skirt shone alluringly. My rapidly throbbing erection pressed against her

buttocks. Even through the thin skirt, I was sure she could feel my passion, and Xia Xiaoyue trembled

once more.

Seeing Fang Wenjun's head drooping a bit after eating a couple of bites, I "kindly" suggested, "Brother Fang, why don't you go

wash your face... we can continue when you come back. I don't want you to lose too quickly..."

"I... I lose?... " Fang Wenjun stared at me with his bloodshot eyes and said, "Fine, wait

... wait until I come back from taking a leak, then I'll

...

I'll deal with you guys..." He stood up as he spoke, grabbed a candle from the coffee table, and staggered towards the bathroom in the room. I was really afraid he would fall. "Honey... be careful..." Xia Xiaoyue called out to Fang Wenjun's retreating figure with concern.

One candle was missing from the coffee table, and the light became a little dimmer, but the dim candlelight could not hide the beautiful woman's

rosy blush. Xia Xiaoyue turned her head and stared at me, coquettishly saying, "You're so naughty,

secretly ..."

Looking at Xia Xiaoyue's charmingly hypocritical little face, my desire had already erupted uncontrollably, melting my will as quickly and violently as lava erupting from

a volcano . I held her tightly in my arms,

and she pretended to struggle for a moment, murmuring, "No, no..." before going limp like cotton against my

chest.

I found her small mouth precisely from her heavy breathing. Although her tongue was playful, the sucking

motion was so gentle that it gave me the illusion that we had once shared a passionate encounter.

She raised her hands, twisting her supple waist, and wrapped them around the back of my head, her high breasts

standing proudly in the air. My hands slipped under her sides, inside her thin shirt, pushed aside her small

bra, and grasped the beautiful breasts that I had masturbated twice the night before. Her breasts were firm and full, and they trembled as soon as I

touched them . I released her lips and chuckled softly, "Very sensitive..."

Xia Xiaoyue slapped my hands and said coquettishly, "Let go quickly, my husband is about to come."

"Why did you come out so quickly after just going in? Let me touch you some more..." While touching Xia Xiaoyue's two soft breasts

, picked up her petite body and placed her on my lap. Suddenly, I felt something wet on my thighs,

and I realized that her panties seemed to have been taken off. Reaching out to touch, I found the area where the river water had

been flowing empty . I couldn't help but tease and rub the area where the nectar was flowing.

"...Oh...oh...Andy...no..." Xia Xiaoyue's limp body suddenly

writhed in my arms like a snake. A bold and crazy idea suddenly occurred to me. Taking advantage of Xia Xiaoyue's aroused state and abundant lubrication

, I unzipped my pants, pulled out my already rock-hard penis, and

thrust it along the muddy cleft of her pert buttocks. Xia Xiaoyue seemed to sense what I was about to do; she tensed up

and turned to me, saying, "Are you crazy?... "

I smiled at her without saying anything, but one hand was caressing her nipples, while the other gently rubbed her

clitoris, which possessed a strange function. Her breathing was a little erratic, her eyes filled with pleading yet also with

longing.

The sound of flushing water came from the quiet room. Taking advantage of Xia Xiaoyue's flustered glance towards the bathroom,

I slightly lifted her hips and thrust my large penis into her warm nest. Although it was sudden,

Xia Xiaoyue still let out a soul-stirring moan: "...You...you're going to burst...oh..."

I held her waist and slowly penetrated deeper until my entire penis was submerged in her vaginal walls.

Fang Wenjun staggered back with a candle. I felt Xia Xiaoyue trembling violently, and

a wet liquid flowed from her private parts.

"Eek! Xiaoyue, why...why are you sitting on Brother An's lap?..." Fang Wenjun asked curiously.

"My sister-in-law is a little dizzy, she asked me to massage her temples..." I

quickly answered Fang Wenjun, my hands patting Xia Xiaoyue's head, and then asked, "Sister-in-law, do you feel comfortable?..."

"Mmm...very comfortable..." Xia Xiaoyue's answer amused and excited me at the same time...

Fang Wenjun glanced at me, let out a burp, lay down, rested his head on the armrest of the chair, and stretched out his leg, which

actually rested on Xia Xiaoyue's thigh. He muttered, "Is it that comfortable? It's so comfortable that I closed my eyes

...I'll ask Brother An to massage me another day, oh...my head hurts so much...it hurts so much...

it hurts so much..." As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Wenjun started snoring.

"...An...Andy, a little harder..." As if she had been suffering for a long time, Xia Xiaoyue let out

a long sigh, gently moved Fang Wenjun's leg away, and pleaded with me in a soft voice.

Looking at the sleeping Fang Wenjun, I felt an unprecedented thrill. The thought of having sex with his

wife , while he acted like I was giving her a massage, fueled my desire to the extreme. I panted heavily and deliberately asked,

"Sister-in-law, where should I apply more pressure? Is it my temples?"

"Andy, don't torture me. Move faster... not my temples... it's... my pussy..." Xia

Xiaoyue pleaded, lifting her hips while bracing herself with her hands on her sides.

Seeing her clumsy movements, I couldn't bear to tease her anymore. I lifted her hips and began to thrust forcefully. Xia

Xiaoyue let out another soul-stirring moan. Before long, she was moving freely. I freed my hands and

unhesitatingly unhooked her bra, roughly kneading her full, soft breasts.

"Don't grab... Andy... my husband will see..."

"So what if he sees? Didn't you deliberately show your breasts to seduce me when you were pouring the wine today? I'm going to

strip you naked and fuck you in front of your husband..."

"Hmm... hmm... who told you to ignore me when you first saw me?" "

So you seduced me? To make me suffer?..."

"Yes... yes..."

"I'll fuck you to death..."

"Hmm... hmm... hmm, fuck me hard... I love you. Andy..."

I took off her skirt, stripped her naked, and made her lie naked at her husband's feet, her

pert buttocks sticking up. Then I thrust deeply into her. She swayed her hips, moaning wildly, "Husband...

I'm being fucked... Andy... rape your wife..."

Although she moaned softly, I heard her clearly. I shivered violently, unable to bear

this lewd Xiaoyue any longer. The gushing essence brought me to unparalleled comfort and pleasure.

Xia Xiaoyue seemed to be satisfied with her moans as well.

I regained my senses and hurriedly helped Xia Xiaoyue put on her clothes, but as I was fastening her bra, a voice sounded

behind : "If I don't get a share, I'll shout..."

(The End)

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