Adultery and pregnancy in rural areas

Fifteen years ago, in that summer, the country had just emerged from a year of widespread famine, and a vibrant new life was unfolding across the land. Beixin Village was no exception. Elderly men and women sat idly by the roadside, enjoying the cool air, their wrinkled faces etched with relief, expressing their relief at surviving the catastrophe. Young men were no longer emaciated, young women were no longer withered and sallow, and young wives had regained their firm figures, their full breasts exposed as they nursed their children. Aizhi, then 27, was already a mother of four. Despite the hardship, she kept her home and children impeccably clean. She liked to wear her hair in a neat bun, dressed in a well-fitting, clean short-sleeved shirt and a coarse cloth long skirt, head held high, ignoring everyone, standing out like a gust of wind in the village. Her neighbors didn't call her Aizhi; they called her "Cleanliness Lover." Aizhi seemed quite pleased with this title; when someone called her "Cleanliness Lover," a rare smile would appear on her lips. Aizhi didn't like to wander around aimlessly. In her spare time, she would take her children to Xiaoyan's house to play. Xiaoyan and Aizhi's families were both from Caojiazhuang. They had known each other since childhood. After they married into Beixin Village, their relationship became even closer. Xiaoyan's husband was Niu Delin. Aizhi looked down on him a bit, finding him dirty because Niu Delin was the village's pig farmer. Although raising pigs for the collective was a very honorable thing back then, he was responsible for raising one boar, three sows, and a dozen piglets. Every time the two young wives were chatting happily, Aizhi would find an excuse to go back when she saw Niu Delin return. As time went on, Delin and his wife knew Aizhi's feelings. Xiaoyan didn't try to stop her, but Delin would always look at Aizhi's back, her neck white and tender, her buttocks round, under her hair in a bun, a world apart from his wife's loose body, and he couldn't help but feel anxious and thirsty. At that time, Niu Delin was a model of hard work and perseverance in the commune, and Aizhi's husband, Liu Shoufa, was also young and strong, down-to-earth and hardworking. The couple lived in harmony. If it weren't for a chance encounter, he would have lived his life like most young men, secretly glancing at the pretty women in the village during the day and imagining their voluptuous bodies on his wife at night. That day, when it was time to breed the sows, watching the boar straddle them and grunt as they mated, Delin involuntarily became aroused. He quickly covered himself with his clothes, nervously glancing at the door; thankfully, no one was passing by. Finally, after finishing his work, his throbbing penis finally softened. He cleaned the pigsty and hurried home.
At the alleyway entrance, he looked up and saw Xiaoyan running out in a panic. "Perfect timing! Jianfu just came to get fever medicine for his mother. We still have some; hurry and take it to Aizhi. The fire's still burning at home; I have to go back and cook." Without waiting for Delin's reply, she stuffed the medicine into his shirt pocket and rushed back. Thinking of Aizhi, his still-erect penis began to stir again. He quickly put his hands in his pockets to suppress it and headed towards Aizhi's house. Jianfu was waiting at the door when he saw Uncle Delin approaching and quickly ushered him inside. There lay Aizhi on the bed, her breasts partially exposed, her face flushed, her hair loosely styled to one side, a few strands falling beside her face—a truly captivating sight. Her long blue skirt reached her knees, her thighs barely concealed. Delin was momentarily stunned. Aizhi, thinking it was Xiaoyan, instinctively covered her chest upon seeing Delin, speechless with embarrassment.
Delin turned to Jianfu and asked, "Where's your father?"
"He's still out working!"
"Quickly call him back and tell him your mother has a high fever."
Jianfu carried Jianjun away and then had Guiyue pour water and give Aizhi her medicine. After seeing Aizhi finish her medicine, he wanted to go home, but then he wanted to stay a little longer. Five-year-old Guiling and her younger sister Guiyue were playing in the yard. Inside the house, Delin brazenly stared at Aizhi's breasts, which rose and fell rhythmically with her breathing as she closed her eyes to rest. His right hand was pressed tightly against his penis in his pocket. Pretending to wait for Liu Shoufa to return, he casually called out,
"Guiyue, has your dad come back yet?"
"Brother Delin, you should go back. You don't need to wait for his dad!"
A small, clear voice came from the inner room. Delin felt embarrassed to stay any longer, so he agreed and went out the door. He unexpectedly saw a red bellyband and white underwear hanging on the rope by the door. He couldn't help but lean in and smell them. A faint milky fragrance made Delin reluctant to leave. Just then, he heard a low moan coming from inside the house. He was so frightened that he quickly left. Then there was another "hmm..." What man could resist such a sound from a woman's mouth, especially a young woman he often fantasized about?
Delin involuntarily returned to the house, only to find Aizhi completely limp on the bed, her hair loose, her long, black hair cascading to one side, further accentuating the young woman's allure. Apart from her husband, no one in the village had ever seen "Aizhi" with her hair down; she only let it flow at night when she slept, revealing her vulnerable side. Delin stared greedily at Aizhi's tightly closed eyes, watching her slightly parted lips emit soft moans. The buttons on her chest had been ripped open, the embroidered white bodice barely covering her nipples, leaving large expanses of breast flesh exposed. Her legs were constantly rubbing together, her thighs increasingly exposed. "It's not a fever, it's more like she's horny," Delin thought, somewhat regretting sending Jianfu to call his father. He hadn't expected this turn of events. It was almost 7 pm, just getting dark. Because of the hot weather, people usually worked late, taking advantage of the cooler evening hours, and typically didn't return until 8 pm. If he hadn't gone to call him, he would have had ample time to admire the young woman's seductive charm. While hesitating, Aizhi had already unbuttoned all her clothes, her delicate bodice blending seamlessly with her fair skin, almost indistinguishable in the dim light. Delin's animalistic instincts were fully aroused; in an instant, he became utterly daring. He disregarded the fact that she was Xiaoyan's sister, that her husband might return soon, and the two children playing outside. He pounced on her, kissing her open lips, sucking on her lubricated tongue, and roughly tasting the young woman's saliva. Aizhi smelled a stench of pig manure, and abruptly opened her eyes to see the man so close to her. Startled, she tried to push him away, but her hands were on his shoulders, powerless. The sucking on his tongue felt so stimulating and pleasurable, like floating in the sky. Unconsciously, her hands wrapped around his neck, and she closed her eyes again. The young woman's initiative made Delin's penis throb with desire. He pulled his erection from his pants with his left hand, flipped over, and pressed himself completely against Aizhi. The sudden weight made her gasp and arch her back. Delin, panting heavily, kissed her neck repeatedly, his hands gripping and kneading her breasts through her smooth silk bodice. His hard penis pressed haphazardly against her pubic bone and lower abdomen through her long skirt. The man's rough assault was almost unbearable for the young woman, who twisted her body repeatedly, strands of long hair obscuring half her face, her expression a mixture of pain and desire, a bittersweet resistance. Delin forgot his fear, got up, pulled her long skirt up to his waist, and pulled down her trousers. This was the first time Delin had seen between another woman's legs. At the base of her white thighs, her engorged labia resembled two fried eggs, slightly parted amidst the pubic hair, a trickle of fluid flowing. He couldn't help but reach out and touch, his fingers rubbing the slippery inside of her labia, causing Aizhi to scream, "No, no!" and clench her legs tightly. Delin suddenly remembered the sow's vulva from earlier that day, and a chill ran down his spine. He checked his pockets; the fever medicine Xiaoyan had given him was still there. Aizhi had taken the same ovulation-inducing drug for sows, also wrapped in white paper! Delin was at a loss, fearing some side effects. He finally understood why the usually elegant Aizhi was so wanton today. The high fever and the aphrodisiac had left her burning with desire and weak in the limbs. At this moment, she couldn't resist any man's ravaging, yearning for a deep penetration. Indeed, in the instant the man hesitated, the young woman's thirsty body felt utterly helpless. She began to caress her breasts, her legs spread wide, her pitiful eyes conveying her longing. Since things had come to this point, and she wasn't his wife, he might as well go all the way. Delin took up his weapon and went at it. Her vagina, having given birth to four children, was a bit wide, but thankfully his penis was long enough. The gentle friction against the inside of her vagina made Aizhi unbearably itchy, and the unprecedented depths brought her unparalleled pleasure. Her mind was in a daze, and she gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, moaning rhythmically with each thrust.
The man looked up through the window at the three children still playing outside, then looked at the young woman beneath him. Sweat dampened her hair, her rosy cheeks were soft and beautiful, her soaked bodice revealed her dark red nipples, her long blue dress bunched up on her stomach, and below her full belly, her wet pubic hair lay obediently, surrendering to the constantly thrusting penis in front of her. A sense of conquest welled up in Delin's heart. "You think I'm dirty? I didn't want to fuck you, but you're destined to let me. You're clean, huh? You should change your name to 'Loves Dicks' from now on." Aizhi, who had accidentally taken an aphrodisiac, was too confused to speak a complete sentence. "No, no!" Suddenly, she let out a cry, her buttocks lifted up, detaching from the penis. Her lower abdomen twitched incessantly, and her vaginal fluid dripped from between her legs. The self-respecting young woman was stimulated to orgasm by the man's insulting words.
Delin rolled her over, wanting her to bend over so he could fuck her from behind. "Since you've taken an aphrodisiac, you'll be the sow for me to ride, and I'll be the boar for you. Let's see if you can give birth to a litter of piglets." Thinking of the afternoon's boar mating, the man was excited, gripping her thick buttocks and thrusting deep into her peach blossoms. The young woman cried out, lying on the bed, seemingly boneless. "Hmph, you won't let me ride you? I'll ride you anyway!" Delin slapped her buttocks, the sound echoing. What a beauty! Even lying down, her buttocks were still perky. This woman wasn't like other women who deliberately lifted their hips when they walked; she was a natural S-shape. The man lowered his head and bit her white, protruding buttocks, leaving a clear row of teeth marks. Aizhi winced in pain, whimpering and twisting her buttocks. Delin stripped naked from the waist down, erected his penis, spread her plump buttocks, and inserted it along her inner thighs. The squeezing of the tender flesh of her inner thighs and buttocks felt more fulfilling than the penetration from the front. He lay on the young woman's back, like a glistening bed of flesh, her lower abdomen pressed against her fleshy buttocks. With each downward thrust, his glans probed into her tightly clenched vagina, her firm buttocks like springs, pushing his penis out. Aizhi was pressed down, panting heavily, motionless like a dead fish. The man lifted his shirt, untied the drawstring of his undergarment, and grasped her breasts from below. Her wet, slippery breasts felt somewhat soft and lacked texture, far inferior to her buttocks. Fortunately, Jianjun occasionally nursed, so her breasts were still quite full during her breastfeeding period. Two distinctly black and white bodies lay on the bed. Delin began to play with the nipples pressed against his fingertips, kissing her smooth back. The young woman's aroused and sensitive body began to sway, her buttocks involuntarily arching, wanting his penis to penetrate deeper. The man stopped thrusting, pinching and twisting her nipples with two fingers. Aizhi let out a clear whimper, her hips thrusting upwards wildly.
"Don't you still have to bend over so I can ride you?"
The man held her waist, and the young woman obediently arched her back, spreading her legs, her two round, flat buttocks swaying. The long skirt around her waist and the drooping bodice at her chest made the atmosphere even more erotic and decadent. She brushed her hair aside, half of her face seemingly enjoying it, pressed against the pillow, covered in sweat. The sky outside grew darker and darker. Delin knelt on the bed, guided his penis inside, and began his final thrusts, slapping against her soft, plump buttocks. When he was at his climax, he grabbed the young woman's arms with both hands, pulling her body into the air. The young woman's figure was fully exposed, although she was still covered by her top and long skirt, she was enduring the deepest violation. Wantonly playing with the young woman's mature body, experiencing the natural shapely buttocks of another man's wife, and the tenderness that belonged only to her husband, Delin's ejaculation gate opened wide, and he and Aizhi reached their climax at the same time. He held Aizhi in his arms, his penis still tightly gripped by her contracting vagina after ejaculation. His left hand kneaded her breasts, white milk slowly seeping from her nipples, while his right hand cupped her face, his tongue probing her moist mouth. Having once again experienced the allure of a woman's body, Delin placed a pillow under the woman's buttocks to prevent his semen from spilling onto the bed. He then wiped his penis with her underwear, put it on her, lowered her skirt, and buttoned her shirt. The woman stared blankly upwards, resigned to his actions.
Delin put on his pants, glanced back at Aizhi—wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, a blue long skirt, and loose hair—both dignified and alluring, and hurried out. It was already dark when he bumped into Jianfu at the intersection, who was leading Jianjun on a walk back. "Where's your dad?" "My dad changed jobs. We couldn't find him. They said he might have to work a little longer."
"If only I had worked a little longer," Delin muttered to himself, taking out cold medicine from his pocket and throwing it into the ditch.
He felt a chill of fear and unease after returning home, and was absent-minded during dinner. When Xiaoyan asked him what was wrong, he paused, then said thoughtfully, "I bred the sow today, I wonder how it went?" Meanwhile, Aizhi had just recovered from her climax. She couldn't believe what had happened; was this really her? Yet, her still-warm, tingling lower body spoke of the vanished madness, and she could still smell the pig manure on her clothes. The young woman suddenly sat up, feeling much lighter. The intense intercourse had left her drenched in sweat, and her high fever had subsided. She went outside to retrieve her undergarment and trousers, disgustedly wiped her genitals clean, and then, in the dark, washed her clothes and sheets repeatedly. Lying in bed that night, Aizhi, wearing her newly changed red undergarment and white underwear, guiltily turned to sleep on her side, not daring to look at her husband. She was outwardly proud but inwardly fragile; she not only didn't intend to tell her husband and Xiaoyan about this, but was also afraid they would find out. Liu Shoufa, exhausted from a long day, could never have imagined that just hours earlier, in the very spot where he lay, through a series of coincidences, his wife's beautiful body had been pressed beneath another man, his penis still lingering deep inside her vagina. He reached out and grabbed her breasts, his arm around Aizhi's waist, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Aizhi's mind raced, cursing herself for being so bewitched and offering no resistance, yet she couldn't help but savor the blissful feeling of her orgasm. Dawn broke in her hazy state. She got up to cook for her husband, and as she got out of bed to get dressed, she looked up and saw Delin standing naked before her, a lewd grin on his face, grabbing her and pulling her outside. She called out to her husband, but there was no response; she was dragged to the alley entrance. Wearing only a bodice and panties, her hair disheveled, Aizhi cried out in shame on the street, "Let me go! Let me go!" Delin swiftly stripped off her undergarments, one hand around her waist, the other lifting her right leg. As she instinctively clung to his neck in fear of falling, he thrust himself into her exposed vagina. The young woman looked down at her bouncing breasts, the dark penis moving in and out of her secret garden, her vaginal fluids flowing down her white left thigh. She closed her eyes in shame, letting out bright moans.
"You slut, look behind you!" She whirled around, seeing a group of men, familiar faces from the neighborhood, including her husband, all staring intently at their naked bodies being fucked in the street. Aizhi suddenly awoke, drenched in sweat. It was already dawn; her husband was still fast asleep. It was all a dream, but the feeling of her vagina being filled was so real. She reached out and touched it; it was soaking wet.
It turned out that to ensure successful ovulation and mating of the sows, the village had specifically obtained this estrus-inducing drug from the commune's veterinary station. Administered to the sows during their estrus period, the drug lasted for three days, with mating occurring once a day depending on the sow's condition, to increase the chances of conception. After Aizhi mistakenly ingested it, the lust that had slowly developed in the sow ignited within the mature woman, instantly becoming an uncontrollable raging fire. The young woman was completely unaware of the changes occurring within her. After some relief from her encounter with Delin, the deep shame and remorse she felt towards her husband that night, coupled with the rekindled flames of desire, led her to dream of having sex with Delin in public. Upon waking, the usually diligent and elegant Aizhi got up to comb her hair and cook, missing her intimacy with her husband, and struggled to suppress her inner turmoil.
After her husband left for work, Jianfu went to school, and the young woman, left at home with the children, was restless and unable to sit or stand still. She couldn't help but snap at the children, frightening them into loud cries, further agitating Aizhi. She carried Jianjun to Xiaoyan's house. In the sweltering heat, her body was soon damp with sweat. Two large dogs by the roadside appeared out of nowhere, startling Aizhi. She quickened her pace, but the beasts persisted. It turned out that the strong estrogen from the medication she had taken attracted the keen-nosed male dogs with her sweat. Aizhi, carrying her child, jogged from the fork in the road, eventually reaching the east end of the village. Seeing the dogs had stopped following, she breathed a sigh of relief, turned, and saw the pig farm. Suddenly remembering Delin, she shuddered and turned to leave.
"Aizhi!" Delin's voice behind her sounded like a spell. The woman, who was determined to leave, couldn't move her feet. She slowly turned around and saw her with her hair piled high, her eyes sparkling, her face like a peach blossom, and her breath coming in soft gasps. She was still wearing the same short-sleeved shirt and the same blue coarse cloth long skirt. Delin, who was still worried about what happened yesterday, was aroused again. He went up and hugged Jianjun. "Come in and play for a while!" This double entendre made Aizhi blush even more. "No..." She opened her mouth, but the man had already taken the child inside. She had no choice but to follow. Her rising lust overwhelmed her mind. The impulse that she had been suppressing in front of her husband was now eager to be expressed. Her mouth was dry, and she subconsciously fanned her chest with her hand. Aizhi sensed the danger. Her body was about to drift away from her thoughts again, just like yesterday. The emptiness that had nowhere to be released was almost unbearable. She said with all her might, "Give me the child. I have to go back..."　　「妈妈」，孩子幼稚的声音把爱芝拉倒现实，她低头去抱孩子，想赶紧逃离这个地方。有意夹紧的大腿却让屁股左右晃动，风姿摇摆，艰难地走到坐在围墙上的孩子后，一双有力的手臂从左右按住围墙，把她圈在怀里。粗糙的脸在她裸露的颈处磨蹭，痒得她缩紧脖子，又开始咬耳朵，把苦苦支撑的少妇弄得彻底迷乱，猪粪的味道就像是公母交合的味道，让她被催情的身体更加敏感。爱芝急速地呵气，浑身松软，一手揽住孩子趴在了围墙上，夹紧的大腿前后蠕动，自觉挺起傲人的屁股。德林也不客气，连同小裤头和裙子一起扒到脚脖，白嫩的屁股在阳光的照射下真的温润如玉，昨天的牙印还有浅浅的痕迹。两腿之间，早已汁水泛滥。掏出早已准备好的鸡巴，在光滑的臀肉上摩擦，如同磨砺一把威武的战刀。少妇感觉到身后炙热的肉棒，立即摇晃屁股回应，焦急的等待着深深顶入下体。一阵「噢噢」的猪叫声，公猪已经趴在母猪身上抖动。你也想我给你配种吧！」德林开始用龟头刮过充血肿胀的阴唇。爱芝不住地摇头，却把屁股不停地向后顶，高高的发髻下，面容凄美。「猪都要三次才能怀上，你别着急嘛，咱俩才第二次，看见猪交配，你就发浪。」男人继续在洞口摩擦，这次要在自己的地盘慢慢享用发情的少妇。
「不是，不是。」爱芝努力从牙缝挤出几个字，左手却已伸向阴部，去够身后的鸡巴。
德林看到建军已经在母亲的臂弯睡着，抱住他放在旁边的草丛。小孩丝毫不知道母亲的遭遇，弯弯的睫毛和妈妈还真像。没有了孩子的牵绊，少妇不断的回头，眉头紧蹙，看看硕长的阳具，又幽怨地看看男人。德林猛地转过她的身子，扒开上衣和肚兜，一手捏住发硬的乳头，一手抓住屁股，急速地揉搓，只听啊的一声，柔软的身体倒在男人怀里。
男人看着她水汪汪的眼睛，吻向她的热唇，双手在细滑的全身抚摸。少妇两手抱住他的脖子，垫着脚尖用肥厚的阴阜蹭坚硬的阳具，张开嘴任由男人对上面口的侵犯，模糊地哼着：「给我，给我」。第一次张口求爱，却是向丈夫之外的男人，成熟少妇的潜能被一点点开发出来，德林松开口，清晰地听见「给我，给我」，顿时有一种成就感，右手下移摸向她丰腴的小腹和稀疏的阴毛。
「你男人昨晚干你了吗啊？」
「没……没有……」
「是不是等着让我干你呢？」
「弄我……弄我……」仅存的理智使少妇羞于说出粗鲁的词，又想大鸡吧赶紧插进去，不得不含蓄地回应，潜意识里想起昨晚的梦境，便情不自禁地一只腿往男人身上跨，脚高高地踩在旁边的木凳上，一手抓住鸡巴往小穴里送，一向高雅的女人竟如此主动，德林再也忍不住，胯部往前一送，进入等待已久的花蕊深处。这种面对面的站立姿势让他异常兴奋，近距离地看着少妇整齐的头发和淫荡的姿势形成鲜明的对比，绯红的面孔，上衣敞开，坦胸露乳，挂在脖里的肚兜摔在一边，长裙和裤头踩在脚下，裸露的双腿叉开，小穴急促的吞吐着鸡巴。
「夹紧点」，德林抓住晃动的奶子，享受着湿热的阴道。少妇膨胀的胸部正需要爱抚，受到鼓励一般，听话地提起屁股，紧紧裹住那根心中的宝贝。男人舒服地长出一口气，推着爱芝靠在围墙上，按住腰部，上下齐力开始猛烈的冲锋，撞击大腿根部的啪啪声和女人急切的啊啊声让他愈战愈勇，顶得爱芝疯狂的摇头。德林看着她被自己操的诱人模样，蹲起大马步，双手揽住她的屁股，紧紧拥入怀里，让她抱着自己，双腿紧闭，直直的站立，鸡巴从软滑的大腿内侧挤进阴道，征服着看似紧闭的私处。
少妇空荡荡的身体感觉有了着落，此刻她就需要男人狠狠地蹂躏，粗暴地占领每一寸肌肤，才能释放心中的欲望。「我不行了，我不行了……」她满脸春情的看着德林，纤细的手指伸进德林的衣服，撩拨着宽厚的胸膛，就像面对自己的爱人。「干死你个骚逼！」「干死我吧，干死我吧！」一股热露喷向龟头，怀里的肉体剧烈抽搐，瘫倒在草丛里。
「还没给你配种呢！」男人正在劲头上，不等她回味，拉起她趴在围墙上，撅起丰润的屁股。「还是大屁股最爽，操着舒服，肯定能配上。」「不要，不要」，高潮后逐渐清醒的少妇开始反抗。「爽完就不要了，你就是个母猪！」经过这两天，爱芝冷艳的形象在德林心中完全倒塌，他不再心存畏惧，狠狠地把爱芝按到脏污的围墙上，一边操逼，一边拔起一颗草竿，抽打娇嫩的屁股，瞬间就是几道红印。
少妇疼的直哭，连声求饶。「让不让我操？」「让……让……」「屁股撅高点！」被驯服的女人蜂腰压成一个弧度，完美地向后呈现出身体最诱人的部位，再加上摇曳的乳房，视觉的冲击让德林低吼一声，伏在女人背上，双手抓乳，精液注满肥美的肉壶，缓了好一阵才起身，收起她的肚兜和内裤，扔进一旁休息的小屋。爱芝坐在地上一动不动，显然还没有回过神，脸上还有泪痕。回去的路上，有人看到平时大方自然的「爱干净」神情有点古怪，衣服竟然脏兮兮的，他不知道「爱干净」一贯的短袖长裙装束下，里面空空如也，还有几滴精液沿着大腿顺流而下。
有了第二次，第三次就顺理成章。屁股上的痕迹让爱芝渴望又不敢和丈夫亲热，害怕面对丈夫的疑问无法解释，对于丈夫的兴趣盎然只能推辞说下体不适。可是身体的变化让她迷惑不解，平时那档子事只是配合丈夫，感受丈夫的疼爱，这两天确如火焰喷发一般，饥不择食，难以拒绝任何男人的肉棒。艳福当头的德林也让她久旱逢雨，刹那间如同神仙，甚至有堕落下去的念头。
次日刘守法出门之前叮嘱妻子好好休息，笑着耳语道：「你那地方我还等着用呢！」丈夫的调戏让爱芝脸颊泛红，他哪知道妻子的心事。整个上午，爱芝努力使自己忙碌起来，门前自留地翻了一遍又一遍，但到了下午，她依旧控制不住排山倒海的欲望，在屋里脱得精光，不断抚摸自己的乳房和阴唇，却勾起了更深的幻想。德林挺起的鸡巴不断在眼前浮现，这个贤淑的妻子忘记了丈夫的叮嘱，忘记了孩子，再弄一次，反正都给他弄了，最后一次，找到了放纵的理由，少妇竟然连内衣都不穿，套上短袖长裙，直奔猪场。猪场小屋的破竹床上，披头散发的爱芝又成了放荡的小女人，左臂揽着沉甸甸的奶子，丰满白皙的身体笔直骑在男人身上，套弄着没入下身的阴茎。德林抽着烟，一边享受着少妇的上门服务，一边欣赏着她陶醉的神情。
「来，给你做个记号，以后你就是我的人了。」德林拿起烟头向阴毛点去。
「别……别……」爱芝惊恐地摇头。
「那你是不是我的人？」
「我……」少妇想起自己的丈夫，有点不知所措。
「不说我就做记号了。」一根光亮的阴毛碰到火星迅速萎缩。
「我是，我是……」男人明显感觉到少妇因为害怕而夹紧的阴道。
「是什幺啊？」
「我是你的人，我是你的人」
「哈哈，那还不用力点。」
Aizhi obediently held onto the man's stomach and began to move up and down, her breasts bouncing joyfully with her flowing hair, her moans growing louder. Each time, he would spit the glans of his penis to the entrance before thrusting it in hard, her plump buttocks slapping against his hairy thighs with a loud slapping sound.
"Have you ever ridden your man like this?"
"No... ah... ah..." She and her husband had indeed only ever been on top, and the various positions they had been in these past few days had already made her unable to extricate herself. This time, taking the initiative to ride him allowed her to freely unleash the desire in her heart, her muddled brain mechanically answering the man's question.　　Delin relentlessly pursued Aizhi's increasingly voluptuous body until one stormy night. Liu Shoufa and the village laborers were rushing to plant wheat during the rain, and Delin sneaked to his house—a common tactic of his. As he pinned the defenseless Aizhi down and familiarly penetrated her from behind, he suddenly discovered she was covered in blood. Terrified, he ran away without even putting on his pants. It turned out that the side effects of the medication, combined with the man's abuse, had caused Aizhi to miscarry. From then on, Delin never dared to see Aizhi again, and Aizhi could no longer conceive; it became a distant, forgotten memory.

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