Lin Chong was cuckolded

Time flies, and the forty-seven-day mourning period has passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Chong 　　went out to express his condolences and returned home

. It was late at night, and Lin Chong and his wife had just finished their meal and were enjoying a cup of the finest fresh-wine. A servant came in and said, "Master Lu Qian is outside requesting an 　　audience." Lin Chong said, "Let him in." A man walked in, wearing a square scarf, a wide robe, and black boots with pink soles. He had eyes like peach blossoms and a ruddy complexion. It was none other than his close friend, Lu Qian. After 　　exchanging pleasantries, the two sat down. Lin Chong said, "I have already obtained the position of Yuhou from Grand Commandant Gao, but I will be working under Commander Fu'an. Please handle this matter carefully and do not embarrass me." 　　Lu Qian stood up, bowed, and said, "I will repay your great kindness in the future. I, Lu Qian, am a poor ." 　　The two were chatting happily when a servant from the government office came and said that Grand Commandant Gao had acquired a Dragon Beard Sword, no less powerful than and Yuchang swords, and extremely sharp. He wanted Lin Chong to come and demonstrate his swordsmanship for his colleagues in the capital. 　　Lu Qian hurriedly got up to take his leave, but Lin Chong tried his best to persuade him to stay, saying, "I will be back in a moment. Please sit for a while. We are brothers, so let's not be distant." 　　Lu Qian nodded in agreement and watched as Lin Chong hurriedly left. 　　A servant boy brought tea to greet him, but Lu Qian waved his hand and strolled out of the living room into a small courtyard where several plum trees swayed in the breeze. 　　Turning through the four corridors to the back garden, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing gracefully among the flowers. Her features were exquisite, like a flower in full bloom, elegant and refined. 　　Lu Qian took a few steps closer and saw that her hair was styled in a low bun, her eyebrows like delicate spring mountains, her cheeks flushed like a lotus emerging from water, and most captivating of all were her cherry-red lips, fragrant and alluring. Her waist swayed gracefully, her fingers were like spring onions, and her bound feet added to her unique charm. 　　Lu Qian grunted and bowed, saying, "Sister-in-law, Lu Qian greets you." 　　The woman, startled, quickly replied, "Uncle Lu, greetings!" She saw Lu Qian dressed in a flowing long robe, a paper fan in hand, and a turban, and her own face flushed slightly. 　　Lu Qian had long admired Lin Chong's wife's beauty, and upon seeing her, he was indeed captivated by her charm . He was utterly mesmerized and flustered. 　　"The moon is bright and the breeze is gentle, sister-in-law, you seem to be in high spirits. May I ask what flower you are admiring?" Unable 　　to contain his burning desire, Lu Qian unleashed his roguish charms, his eyes fixed on Lin Chong's wife's ample bosom. 　　"These are the mimosa flowers we often see around here," the woman said, blushing . She had already 　　taken a liking to Lu Qian, finding him refined and handsome, and though she found his rudeness unfortunate, she wasn't offended, secretly pleased. Lu Qian, however, grew increasingly enamored. 　　As the saying goes, lust knows no bounds, and this was certainly true for him. "The stars have shifted, it's the perfect night. Sister-in-law, you have my difficulties in finding a suitable opportunity. Why not make this night enjoyable and grant my wish?" 　　Though his heart pounded like a deer, he still embraced the stunning beauty, his hands smoothly slipping into her alluring, plump breasts. 　　The woman, unable to break free, angrily retorted, "How dare I, a shameless woman, run away like that? Stop it now, or I'll scream!" 　　Lu Qian, his passion surging, said, "To die beneath the peony blossoms is to die a romantic death." 　　Without hesitation, he sealed the woman's fragrant lips with his own, feeling the sweet scent of her saliva . 　　The woman ceased her struggles, her body limp, her phoenix eyes glazed, clearly aroused. He exclaimed joyfully, "My dear sister-in-law , the night is too short, let us go to Wushan together!" 　　He then tucked her small, bound feet around his waist, his massive member erect. The woman, her eyes half-closed, saw the dark color of his member, its glans erect, and felt a tingling sensation throughout her body. She closed her eyes, savoring the exquisite pleasure. 　　Lu Qian removed the woman's undergarments, revealing her purplish-red vulva, its tender flesh smooth and slippery, like a freshly peeled peach, utterly tempting. Lu Qian slowly slid his penis into the woman's vagina, feeling a slight difficulty, likely due to her infertility. 　　"My darling, be gentle, it hurts so much!" 　　Lu Qian heard her soft, sweet voice, a sound rarely heard in the world. He leaned forward slightly, gently thrusting in and out, his face pressed against the woman's full breasts and cleavage, his mouth also busy, constantly sucking on the delicate buds of her breasts. 　　Lu Qian thrust in and out, using techniques honed in the world of pleasure, twisting, pulling, squeezing, and lifting, until the woman's spring tide surged high, her juices flowing freely, her flower chamber wet. His penis moved between her thighs, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, sometimes aimlessly, sometimes directly her core, making a splashing sound inside her vagina, making the woman unbearably happy, only able to moan and groan with wanton pleasure. 　　Lu Qian's lust intensified. While thrusting violently, he asked, "My dear sister-in-law, am I enjoying it?" 　　The woman felt a tingling sensation all over her body, only managing a soft moan, "You rascal, you're making me feel like I'm about to break! Hurry up and thrust harder, I'll only stop when I'm about to die!" 　　Seeing the woman's seductive allure, Lu Qian became even more vigorous. He thrust and pumped with tremendous force, each time penetrating to the hilt. He continued this frenzied thrusting hundreds of times, causing the woman's vaginal fluids to gush forth like a raging torrent . 　　The woman felt as if a thousand insects were biting her inside, yet it was also incredibly pleasurable and invigorating. Her whole body was burning with , her vagina opening and closing intermittently, the vaginal muscles turning inward and outward, each time completely enveloping the massive member. Her vaginal fluids dripped down her white thighs onto the ground. 　　Lu Qian embraced the woman's slender waist, thrusting wildly into her blossoming vulva. After hundreds of thrusts, he suddenly hoisted one of her lotus-like breasts onto his shoulder, his massive member pumping back and forth like a storm, ravaging her pink, fleshy flower . 　　The woman felt her core tingle, her vaginal fluids surging, she gritted her teeth, desperately enduring the pain. But her lustful desire surged, her desire burning fiercely, and she arched her vulva to receive the wave after wave of frenzied thrusting. Instantly, her limbs went weak, her whole body trembled, and her vulva was filled with hot fluids, a swamp of moisture. 　　As the two were locked in their passionate embrace, they were completely unaware that behind another tree, a pair of burning eyes were watching this live sex show. That was Lin's maid, Jin'er. 　　Watching, Jin'er's heart was stirred, her desire unbearable, her body burning with heat. Jin'er quietly removed her undergarments , caressing her trembling breasts, her surging desire growing increasingly unbearable. Her nipples were hard, painfully so, so she pinched them with her fingers, causing her clitoris to tremble wildly, experiencing unparalleled pleasure, but the most unbearable sensation was the intense itching within her vulva. 　　She reached her slender hand between her pink thighs and plump vulva, where the glistening, reddish pubic area was already overflowing with lustful fluids, its petals opening and closing, revealing an indescribable, delicate lotus blossom in full bloom, its bud brimming with vitality.

Jin'er pressed her hand against that sensitive spot, the pleasure and comfort emanating from her clitoris surging through her entire body like a tidal wave.

She slightly extended two fingers inside her vulva, the honeyed slit opening and closing, the jade clam in and out, making Jin'er

drenched in fragrant sweat, her nectar flowing out many times.

Just as she was about to lose control of her desire, seeing the mistress's wantonness, she thrust even harder, suddenly feeling a cool sensation

in her lower body , wet and sticky, as her lustful fluids flowed freely, overflowing with the rise and fall of the two men.

*** *** *** ***

Meanwhile, time flew by, and it was now March, the weather in the capital city of Tokyo quite hot.

Lin Chong's wife said to her husband that day, "Husband, remember last year we made a vow at the Yue Temple? It's been

a year now, and I'd like to go and fulfill that vow. What do you think, my husband?"

Lin Chong, having nothing else to do these past few days, replied, "Very well, let's go today."

He immediately instructed the servants to pack some things, hired a sedan chair, and headed to the Yue Temple next to the Great

Xiangguo Temple. Lin Chong's wife went to offer incense, while Lin Chong strolled along, eventually reaching the back of the Great Xiangguo Temple.

Hearing a commotion, he saw a large, fat monk wielding a staff and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. He immediately recognized the man

as Lu Zhishen, the Flowery Monk who had killed the Butcher of Zhenguan with three punches and was now a monk. As the saying goes, heroes

cherish heroes, and the two hit it off immediately, feeling as if they had known each other for a long time.

Little did they know that their own wife was indulging in boundless pleasures and reveling in the sea of desire.

Lin Chong's wife, having been married for a long time without conceiving, came to the temple to offer incense and pray for a child. After the prayers and paper offerings were completed, the monk Liaoyin came and bowed ,

saying, "Please, madam, have some tea in the small room."

Lin Chong's wife agreed and headed towards the monk's room. Looking closely, she saw walls with double-panel panels, a faded

black lacquered door, and a screen of ironwood inlaid with Taihu stones at the entrance. A landscape painting by a famous artist hung on the front, and four scrolls of cursive script hung

on the side . In front of her were two bronze candlesticks, each holding a bright candle. In the center was a crouching lion

incense burner, its mouth spewing forth fragrant ambergris and phoenix brain.

The small room appeared very clean and tidy, and Lin Chong's wife secretly admired it, saying, "What a wonderful place, how pleasant!"

Just as she was admiring herself, the monk Liaoyin served her tea and snacks, completely unaware that a sleeping potion had been placed inside. Lin Chong's

wife, feeling thirsty, casually drank some West Lake Longjing tea. The tea was fragrant and she thought it was authentic. However,

after she felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if the hall was about to collapse.

She quickly called to her maid, Jin'er, saying, "I'm not feeling well right now. Go and ask Master for a room

for me to rest."

Liaoyin replied, "Our meditation room is just ahead, but that's inconvenient. However, there's a quiet room in the back,

secluded and peaceful, where you can rest. I'll unlock it; you can go and do as you please. If you wake up, just call the door, and I'll

open it."

Jin'er believed her immediately and helped her mistress to bed. Seeing that the monk had locked the door, she felt relieved and went out to play. Liaoyin

took the opportunity to enter through a secret passage and saw the woman lying on her side, her eyebrows arched, her face blushing with shyness, like a peony

in bloom, a reincarnation of Guanyin. He was utterly captivated.

Liao Yin turned her body upright, removed her undergarments, and saw that her vulva

was as smooth and round as jade, while his penis was swollen and about seven inches long, exceptionally thick.

Liao Yin was naturally endowed with such a thing, and had been soaking it in medicinal water for many years, making him quite remarkable. Liao Yin then brought his penis to her vulva,

feeling a soreness inside, but his penis could only penetrate two or three inches, making progress difficult. Liao Yin glanced at her plump vulva, its

red lotus half-open, its flower bud unfurling. He couldn't help but reach out and caress it, the touch numb and tingling, plump and full, further arousing his

lust. So he spat a few times and smeared some saliva inside her vulva, then thrust in another five inches, deliberately pumping hundreds of times. Her vulva

was already moist and slippery.

However, after he thrust in hundreds more times, he saw that the woman lay there motionless, completely oblivious to the

passion he was experiencing.

Liao Yin thought to himself, "Since things have come to this, I expect this woman won't make a sound. I'll just wake her up so she'll know my

methods." So he took a mouthful of water and poured it into her mouth.

After a while, the woman slowly woke up. When she opened her eyes, a monk was riding on top of her, and

her vagina was completely filled. She couldn't help but angrily ask, "You wicked monk, how dare you do such a thing

?"

Liao Yin laughed and said, "My lady, please don't be angry. Liao Yin and you were destined to meet in a past life. Besides, life is

short, so we should enjoy ourselves while we can. Why be so concerned about such trivial matters and miss out on great pleasures?"

The woman was also a woman of passion. Seeing that things had come to this, she only scolded, "How long have I been asleep?" Liao Yin

lewdly laughed and said, "It's still early, my lady, please be patient." Then, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, he let her do as she pleased,

just thrusting in and out.

The woman felt a pleasurable sensation, only whimpering, "Go in a little deeper, that's more enjoyable."

The monk, eager for this, thrust his body in, penetrating to the very root, reaching the trembling depths of her flower. The

woman groaned, "Now I'm just scratching the itch, can you push harder?"

The monk felt a burning heat within her, like a raging fire. So he spread her jade-like legs and,

with thrust forward relentlessly.

The woman, panting heavily, her hair disheveled, her expression alluring, was utterly captivating. The woman, overwhelmed with pleasure, reached out and

touched the penis, finding it quite stiff. She chuckled, "This iron hammer is quite something, pounding me like I'm going to die."

She merely moved beneath him, responding with pleasure. The two continued this thrusting and pulling, thousands of times, the monk's

spirits rising. After this passionate lovemaking, the woman felt a burning sensation in her vagina, her mind weary, and she could barely bear it. She said,

"I must go now. If there's a chance later, I'll come again. Let me rest."

Seeing this, the monk, also thinking that their first encounter shouldn't last too long, rolled off, his penis still

erect and full of vigor.

Then, they exited through the secret passage and returned to the front hall. When the woman had tidied her clothes and called for someone to open the door, it

was truly without any flaws.

As soon as the monk opened the door, Jin'er asked, "Is Madam feeling better?"

The woman, her face flushed, replied, "I'm better now, let's go."

When they reached the Five Peaks Tower in the front hall, a group of people entered noisily. The leader was a young man with

a fair complexion, a weasel-like face, and a very ugly appearance. This man was none other than Gao Yanei, the notorious playboy of Dongjing City,

who was notorious for his debauchery with other men's wives and daughters.

Upon seeing Lin Chong's wife, Gao Yanei felt as if his bones were about to melt.

Lin Chong's wife, dressed in an apricot-yellow gown, appeared like a brocade breeze stirring the air, her fragrant skirt billowing,

her a goddess gliding on water. Her eyes, like autumn waters, seemed to drip with desire, her movements as elegant as a begonia in spring.

At that moment, with a whistle, the sycophants swarmed around her. Jin'er, sensing the danger,

quickly escaped to find Lin Chong.

Meanwhile, Lin Chong's wife, exhausted from her night with the monk, had no interest in dealing with

Gao Yanei , especially given his ugly appearance, which only increased her dislike. He simply said, "

Who are you to dare harass a respectable woman in broad daylight?"

The young man, Gao Yanei, just stared at the woman, who truly resembled a fairy descended from the moon, her beauty breathtaking and

incomparable. He chuckled and said, "Wife, let's go upstairs and talk."

The woman, who preferred dashing young men, had no interest in such a dissolute young man. Her face flushed, she said,

"In this peaceful world, what right do you have to harass a respectable man?"

Just as they were arguing, Lin Chong arrived in time, grabbed the young man by the shoulder, and shouted, "What is the punishment

for harassing a respectable man's wife?" Just as he was about to strike, he recognized Gao Yanei, the adopted son of Grand Commandant Gao,

and his hand immediately went limp.

Gao Yanei said, "Lin Chong, what's it to you! Mind your own business!" It turned out that Gao Yanei didn't know she was

Lin Chong 's wife; if he had, this whole thing wouldn't have happened.

Seeing the commotion, the idlers gathered around and advised, "Instructor, please don't be angry. The young master didn't recognize you and was simply being rude."

Lin Chong, still furious, watched with his leopard-like eyes as the young master Gao led his men away on horseback. Left with no other choice, Lin Chong

led his wife, children, and maid Jin'er out into the corridor.

There they saw Lu Zhishen, wielding his iron staff, leading twenty or thirty impoverished men, striding into the temple. Lin

Chong called out, "Brother, where are you going?"

Zhishen replied, "I've come to help you fight."

Lin Chong said, "So it's the son of Grand Commandant Gao. He didn't recognize my wife and was being rude. I was going to give him

a good beating , but that would make the Grand Commandant look bad. As the saying goes, 'It's not the official you fear, it's the one who manages you.'" “Lin Chong shouldn’t have accepted

his invitation; let’s let him off this time,”

Zhi Shen said. “You’re afraid of him, he’s a Grand Commandant, but what do I care? If I run into that bastard, I’ll give him

three hundred blows with my staff.”

Lin Chong saw that Zhi Shen was a little drunk and said, “Brother, you’re right. I was persuaded by the crowd; let’s forgive

him for now.”

Zhi Shen said, “If anything happens, just call me and I’ll go with you.”

The ruffians, seeing that Zhi Shen was drunk, helped him up and said, “Master, let’s go now; we’ll meet again tomorrow.”

Zhi Shen picked up his staff and said, “Sister-in-law, please don’t be offended or laugh at me. Brother, we’ll meet again tomorrow.” He then led the ruffians

away.

Lin Chong, with his wife and Jin’er, took the road home, feeling depressed.

Meanwhile, Gao Yanei, who had brought a group of idlers, was captivated by Lin Chong’s wife and then scattered by her.

He was quite unhappy and returned to his residence, puzzled. As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a stolen one, and a stolen one is not as good as one you

can't have! This Gao Yanei was only growing thinner and thinner, devoid of any zest for life. Meanwhile, a hanger-on in

the Grand Commandant's mansion, holding the title of Commander of a Thousand Households, named Fu An, nicknamed "Dry Bird Head

, " knew Gao Yanei's thoughts.

One day, seeing the young master sitting idly in his study, he

went up to him and said, "Young master, you've been feeling rather down lately. But you have a trusted confidant named Lu Qian, who is quite handsome. How about I

go and fetch him to quench your thirst?" Gao Yanei, who also had a penchant for men, 　　immediately perked up at the suggestion and said, "That's perfect! Go and fetch him quickly!" A short while later, a man dressed in red entered. He was elegant in appearance and alluring in figure. Gao Yanei was delighted and exclaimed, "Come quickly, let me see!" 　　As he spoke, his lustful hand began to rub Lu Qian's body, feeling his plumpness and imagining his ample groin . Lu Qian, having finally climbed the social ladder, was secretly overjoyed and unleashed his flirtatious charms, doing everything in his power to seduce him . 　　Gao Yanei, delighted, shouted and pushed Lu Qian down onto the bench, pulled down his pants, and positioned him face down, his buttocks exposed, revealing his plump, white member. Lu Qian, a seasoned lover, had meticulously cultivated his rear, making it as alluring as a blooming peach blossom. 　　Gao Yanei spat a little saliva onto the anus, then took his not-too-big-to-small , not-too-soft-to-hard member and thrust it into the tight opening. Lu Qian groaned, "Young Master, you're so skilled! It feels so good!" 　　Flattery never fails, and Gao Yanei, hearing this, became even more excited, thrusting wildly and slowly , feeling the smooth, slippery flesh inside his anus, the easy entry and exit, and the subtle flow of fluid, a tingling, intriguing sensation. 　　Gao Yanei, naturally endowed with a slender waist, was adept at bouncing around. His thin legs planted firmly in a horse stance, and he launched a frenzied assault. Soon, he was panting heavily, his soul almost leaving his body, experiencing unparalleled pleasure. 　　Lu Qian, his buttocks burning and throbbing, cried out, "Good Yanei, my darling so good!" 　　At the height of his arousal, Yanei shivered and ejaculated profusely. 　　The storm had passed, and the two men parted ways. Lu Qian noticed a lingering melancholy on Gao Yanei's brow, indicating something was troubling him. He smiled and asked, "Young master, is it perhaps about Lin Chong's wife?" 　　Gao Yanei's eyes lit up, and he gripped Lu Qian's arm tightly, eagerly asking, "What plan do you have?" 　　Lu Qian replied, "Lin Chong is indeed a hero, but his wife, though outwardly virtuous, is actually incredibly seductive. Lu Qian will use a little trick to ensure you get what you want." 　　Upon hearing this, Gao Yanei immediately danced with joy, overjoyed, and said, "If this succeeds, I guarantee you a lifetime of wealth and honor ." 　　Meanwhile, Lin Chong had been listless for days, too lazy to go out. Around 9 AM, someone called from the doorway, " Is the instructor home?" 　　Lin Chong went out to see who it was and found it was his close friend Lu Qian. He exclaimed happily, "Brother Lu 　　, what brings you here?" Lu Qian replied, "It's been a few days since we last met. I thought we could have a few drinks to ease our boredom." The two of them went into the Fanlou restaurant, found a private seat, ordered two bottles of fine wine and snacks, and began to chat. 　　Meanwhile 　　, Lin Chong's wife, seeing her husband leave, picked up her needle and thread to sew shoes. Less than half an hour later, they heard a loud banging . Opening it, they found a middle-aged man, panting, saying, "I am Lu Qian's neighbor..."

"Your instructor and Lu Qian were drinking. After a while, the instructor suddenly collapsed from exhaustion. You told your wife to go and see

him quickly."

Lin Chong's wife was alarmed upon hearing this. She hurriedly asked the neighbor, Wang Po, to watch the house. She and her maid, Jin'er, followed the man

to a house in a small alley in front of the Grand Commandant's mansion.

When they went upstairs, they saw some food and wine on the table, but their husband was nowhere to be seen. Just as they were about to go downstairs, a young man

emerged , striking poses and flirting. It was none other than Gao Yanei, who had been nagging her at the Yue Temple that day.

Gao Yanei said, "My lady, please sit for a moment. Your husband is here."

Lin Chong's wife said shyly, "Young master, please have some self-respect. I already have a husband. Don't you care about the Grand Commandant?"

Gao Yanei suddenly knelt down on the ground, his hands already wrapped around the woman's legs. He said, "Since the day I saw

your face, my lady, I have lost my appetite and my soul is filled with thoughts of you. My lady, please have pity on me." "

The moment Lin Chong's wife's bound feet were grasped, her face flushed crimson. Unable to retreat, she cried out, 'In this peaceful world,

how can you harass a respectable woman like this?'

Gao Yanei ignored her, hooking his hand along her shapely legs and pulling on her undergarment. Lin Chong's wife

cried out , feeling a chill in her lower body. She writhed, wanting to ask for help, but seeing that Jin'er had already escaped, she was now isolated

and helpless, tears welling up in her eyes, utterly bewildered.

Gao Yanei's heart burned with lust, his hand already firmly touching her smooth, plump vulva, feeling its

softness and tingling sensation. He then vigorously rubbed it, pinching her labia between his fingers and sliding them up and down along the damp path.

Lin..." Lin Chong's wife, originally a woman of loose morals, had long since abandoned any notion of shame. She felt an unbearable itch

in her vulva, her blood rushing to her head as if it were about to explode, and she let out continuous moans of lust.

Gao Yanei, a notorious womanizer and expert at seduction, could hardly restrain himself in this situation. He pulled out his five- or

six-inch member and began thrusting it wildly between Lin Chong's wife's legs.

By this time, Lin Chong's wife had already removed all her clothes, her breasts high and white, her small

hands rubbing incessantly against her chest.

Gao... The young master felt a surge of heat throughout his body, his mouth parched. Seeing that the woman was already aroused, he

lifted her up and laid her on the stool. Looking closely, he saw her vulva high and bulging, a bright red slit

covered with truly a peerless beauty.

He immediately parted her legs, lifted her pink buttocks with both hands, aimed his penis at her exquisite opening, and with a single thrust, plunged

firmly into her abyss.

Lin Chong's wife let out a soft moan, feeling her vulva completely filled, the penis moving in and out of her

like… The dragon playing in the water rubbed against her vaginal walls, making her itch to the bone. She longed for the phallus to stretch open her vulva, only

then could she release her burning desire.

Gao Yanei thrust with pleasure, feeling the vaginal fluids leaking out, which fueled his vigor. Sometimes it was like a tyrant pressing

down, sometimes like the roots of an old tree, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes tight, sometimes slow, truly unbearable pleasure.

Lin Chong's wife was weak all over, as if her bones had been pulled out. Unconsciously, she had already climaxed twice, only

moaning, "I'm going to die, Yanei is so bad! You're driving me crazy..." Her face was flushed, as if she were drunk. In an

instant , the room was filled with the sounds of passion and lust.

Gao Yanei thrust with pleasure, only saying, "How can I have this every day? I'd die happy if it were like this. "

Lin Chong's wife, her phoenix eyes glazed and her lips parted in a passionate whisper, said, "My darling, today's meeting is fate, and there will never be another like this

..." Gao

Yanei, however, was not about to give up. He cried out, "Your vagina is so tight and tender,

so ! I can't live without you..."

As their passion deepened, Gao Yanei's penis rose again, and he thrust inside her, pumping hundreds of times before finally

ejaculating. After a moment of tenderness, the woman took a handkerchief and they wiped each other clean, then tidied their clothes.

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