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Because of my work, I often visit their factory. Mrs. Lin is 27 years old this year. She married her husband when she was 24 and has two daughters. However, her husband is a womanizer who frequents brothels and often stays out all night. His wife, on the other hand, is recognized by everyone in the industry as a beauty. She has an oval face, cherry lips, a slender figure, and speaks in a sweet, coquettish voice that is very endearing! At the beginning of the year, her husband had an affair and brought another woman home to live with them. He also forced his wife to agree to him taking a concubine. She refused to comply, so her husband beat her severely. In a fit of anger, she ran away from home while her husband was out having a late-night snack with that woman. There had been no news of her for several months. When I went to her factory, I saw that her husband had already taken the other woman away. When I brought him to the factory, I asked about his wife. He said she had run away. Since that incident, I've found going to his factory somewhat boring. Chatting with his wife is truly enjoyable, and I'm deeply attracted by her smile. Whenever we talk about her marriage, she expresses deep regret, blaming herself for being young and naive, and for marrying him because of his wealthy family. She never expected her husband to completely change after marriage, making her feel like she's just a tool for procreation. She rarely interacts with the outside world after marriage; her husband never takes her to tourist attractions. I often chat with her, and from what I tell her, she feels increasingly disconnected from society. She also says that chatting with me makes her happy because her husband... We rarely chatted. She said if she could choose again, she would definitely marry a man like me, but since she left home, I've felt utterly lost! Unexpectedly, one night last month, she called my cell phone and poured out her heart to me, telling me how her husband had brutally beaten her. I said, "Then why don't you get a medical examination? And sue him and get a divorce!" She said her husband would never let her go, so she had to hide away and make a living on her own in another city. Because she thought of me, her good friend, she wanted to chat. I said I hadn't seen her in a long time and wanted to invite her for tea. So we arranged to meet at a certain place, and I picked her up. When I saw her, I felt so sorry for her. There were still some bruises on her face, but they couldn't hide her beauty. I patted her shoulder and looked... Tears welled in her eyes. Suddenly, she said she didn't want to go for tea anymore; she wanted to go to the place I often went to see the night view, to see what a night view was like. I said okay, and drove her up the mountain. On the way, I asked her how she was adjusting. She said she had no work experience and could only work as a shop assistant in a clothing store, but she was making a living. I casually stuffed all the cash in my wallet into her hand and said, "Let me know if you need more!" At this moment, her eyes reddened again, and she said to me, "You're so good to me!" Seeing this, I quickly took her hand and said, "It's nothing. Friends should help each other. Don't be sad anymore. I hate seeing girls cry!" So I stopped by the mountain road and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest, resting her head against my chest. She gazed at me tenderly, then brought her cherry-like lips closer. I couldn't hold back any longer. "I've liked you for so long!" I cried. She nodded shyly, "Me too!" We embraced and kissed passionately. I slipped my hand into her breasts, which I had long awaited, gently kneading them. Though small, they were incredibly soft. She seemed to respond with a soft moan. I then plunged my tongue into her mouth; the fragrance of her breath was intoxicating. My hand then moved to her buttocks, slipping under her skirt to reach her clitoris, caressing it through her panties. We continued our passionate kisses. Her breathing grew increasingly rapid, and soon she was wet. I helped her… Once her clothes were off, her body was laid bare before me. I couldn't help but compliment her, "You're so beautiful!" She shyly replied, "You're so annoying!" I asked, "Could you suck me?" She immediately lowered her head, pulled down my pants, and put my penis in her mouth, licking it in and out. Seeing her enjoying it so much, I didn't stop either. My fingers roamed over her vulva, then I inserted my index finger into her vagina. By this time, our desires were both high. My penis was bulging, and her vagina was overflowing with lustful fluid. I got up, put the chair down, pressed her down onto it, and pressed my body against hers. I reached out and inserted my penis into her vagina. Although she had given birth to two children, it was still so tight. I could feel how wet and hot her vagina was. She pressed her lips to mine, continuing our passionate kiss, while my lower body continued its thrusting. She seemed to moan softly, her arms tightly wrapped around my back. After about two or three hundred thrusts, her moans grew louder and louder. I asked her if I could ejaculate inside her. She nodded and said it was okay! Then I climaxed, ejaculating inside her. At this moment, only rapid breathing could be heard. I lay on her body and softly asked her if she was still comfortable, and kissed her. She nodded and said she hadn't felt this good in a long time! My husband hadn't touched me in so long! Afterwards, she took me back to her rented apartment, and we took a shower together. We kissed again in the bathroom, and then we couldn't resist having sex again... until dawn. After four rounds of lovemaking, with such a beautiful woman before me, how could I not give it my all? Our relationship lasted for half a month. Every night I would pick her up from get off work, and we'd spend every night of revelry together. Then, at the end of last month, while I was at work, she suddenly called to tell me she was about to take a bus to Taipei to stay with relatives. She tearfully told me that the time we spent together was the happiest time of her life, and she would always remember me and all the good things about me! Goodbye! I choked back tears and said I would remember her too, that I would love her forever, and that I hoped she would take good care of herself! And so, we ended this profound relationship. I think this will be one of the most unforgettable memories of my life, but it will also be sealed away in my past until I grow old.
Because of my work, I often visit their factory. Mrs. Lin is 27 years old this year. She married her husband when she was 24 and has two daughters. However, her husband is a womanizer who frequents brothels and often stays out all night. His wife, on the other hand, is recognized by everyone in the industry as a beauty. She has an oval face, cherry lips, a slender figure, and speaks in a sweet, coquettish voice that is very endearing! At the beginning of the year, her husband had an affair and brought another woman home to live with them. He also forced his wife to agree to him taking a concubine. She refused to comply, so her husband beat her severely. In a fit of anger, she ran away from home while her husband was out having a late-night snack with that woman. There had been no news of her for several months. When I went to her factory, I saw that her husband had already taken the other woman away. When I brought him to the factory, I asked about his wife. He said she had run away. Since that incident, I've found going to his factory somewhat boring. Chatting with his wife is truly enjoyable, and I'm deeply attracted by her smile. Whenever we talk about her marriage, she expresses deep regret, blaming herself for being young and naive, and for marrying him because of his wealthy family. She never expected her husband to completely change after marriage, making her feel like she's just a tool for procreation. She rarely interacts with the outside world after marriage; her husband never takes her to tourist attractions. I often chat with her, and from what I tell her, she feels increasingly disconnected from society. She also says that chatting with me makes her happy because her husband... We rarely chatted. She said if she could choose again, she would definitely marry a man like me, but since she left home, I've felt utterly lost! Unexpectedly, one night last month, she called my cell phone and poured out her heart to me, telling me how her husband had brutally beaten her. I said, "Then why don't you get a medical examination? And sue him and get a divorce!" She said her husband would never let her go, so she had to hide away and make a living on her own in another city. Because she thought of me, her good friend, she wanted to chat. I said I hadn't seen her in a long time and wanted to invite her for tea. So we arranged to meet at a certain place, and I picked her up. When I saw her, I felt so sorry for her. There were still some bruises on her face, but they couldn't hide her beauty. I patted her shoulder and looked... Tears welled in her eyes. Suddenly, she said she didn't want to go for tea anymore; she wanted to go to the place I often went to see the night view, to see what a night view was like. I said okay, and drove her up the mountain. On the way, I asked her how she was adjusting. She said she had no work experience and could only work as a shop assistant in a clothing store, but she was making a living. I casually stuffed all the cash in my wallet into her hand and said, "Let me know if you need more!" At this moment, her eyes reddened again, and she said to me, "You're so good to me!" Seeing this, I quickly took her hand and said, "It's nothing. Friends should help each other. Don't be sad anymore. I hate seeing girls cry!" So I stopped by the mountain road and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest, resting her head against my chest. She gazed at me tenderly, then brought her cherry-like lips closer. I couldn't hold back any longer. "I've liked you for so long!" I cried. She nodded shyly, "Me too!" We embraced and kissed passionately. I slipped my hand into her breasts, which I had long awaited, gently kneading them. Though small, they were incredibly soft. She seemed to respond with a soft moan. I then plunged my tongue into her mouth; the fragrance of her breath was intoxicating. My hand then moved to her buttocks, slipping under her skirt to reach her clitoris, caressing it through her panties. We continued our passionate kisses. Her breathing grew increasingly rapid, and soon she was wet. I helped her… Once her clothes were off, her body was laid bare before me. I couldn't help but compliment her, "You're so beautiful!" She shyly replied, "You're so annoying!" I asked, "Could you suck me?" She immediately lowered her head, pulled down my pants, and put my penis in her mouth, licking it in and out. Seeing her enjoying it so much, I didn't stop either. My fingers roamed over her vulva, then I inserted my index finger into her vagina. By this time, our desires were both high. My penis was bulging, and her vagina was overflowing with lustful fluid. I got up, put the chair down, pressed her down onto it, and pressed my body against hers. I reached out and inserted my penis into her vagina. Although she had given birth to two children, it was still so tight. I could feel how wet and hot her vagina was. She pressed her lips to mine, continuing our passionate kiss, while my lower body continued its thrusting. She seemed to moan softly, her arms tightly wrapped around my back. After about two or three hundred thrusts, her moans grew louder and louder. I asked her if I could ejaculate inside her. She nodded and said it was okay! Then I climaxed, ejaculating inside her. At this moment, only rapid breathing could be heard. I lay on her body and softly asked her if she was still comfortable, and kissed her. She nodded and said she hadn't felt this good in a long time! My husband hadn't touched me in so long! Afterwards, she took me back to her rented apartment, and we took a shower together. We kissed again in the bathroom, and then we couldn't resist having sex again... until dawn. After four rounds of lovemaking, with such a beautiful woman before me, how could I not give it my all? Our relationship lasted for half a month. Every night I would pick her up from get off work, and we'd spend every night of revelry together. Then, at the end of last month, while I was at work, she suddenly called to tell me she was about to take a bus to Taipei to stay with relatives. She tearfully told me that the time we spent together was the happiest time of her life, and she would always remember me and all the good things about me! Goodbye! I choked back tears and said I would remember her too, that I would love her forever, and that I hoped she would take good care of herself! And so, we ended this profound relationship. I think this will be one of the most unforgettable memories of my life, but it will also be sealed away in my past until I grow old.

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