Summer fragrance

A clear spring cascades down like a silver dragon through the verdant mountains, birds frolicking joyfully in the woods, even the scorching sun seems to soften. The sky is azure, the air filled with the fragrance of flowers, the fresh scent of earth, and the aroma of tender grass. For Ye Chuhua, who grew up in the city, this was like stepping into a fairytale world. "It's so beautiful!" Looking down from the mountainside, a vast field of flowers unfolds before his eyes, their vibrant colors adorning the earth. The most striking is undoubtedly the field of sunflowers, their golden petals like smiling faces, bringing a sense of joy to the heart. Perhaps moved by the sunflowers' smiles, Ye Chuhua smiled too, quickening his pace. After descending the mountain, he took a piece of paper from his jeans pocket, unfolded it, glanced at it, and then hummed a tune as he walked forward. Leaving the winding road, he crossed a small river and arrived at a field full of flowers. A few dozen meters further on, he came to a beautiful Western-style building—Ye Chuhua's destination—the Egret Pavilion. Thick wooden doors and stone walls separated the inside from the outside world, with only a few flower branches peeking out, secretly observing the outside world. Ye Chuhua straightened his clothes and then pressed the doorbell. A moment later, the door creaked open, and a woman in her forties, wearing a red cheongsam and a white cardigan, with a kind face, stood before him. She asked with a surprised expression, "Young man, what brings you here?" "We've been in contact before. This is a letter from my mother; please take a look." He took a letter from his backpack and handed it to the woman, taking the opportunity to observe her while she read it. Perhaps due to age, she was somewhat plump, but judging from the silhouette of her cheongsam, her figure was still quite shapely compared to other women her age. Her breasts had sagged slightly with age, but were still full-figured. Her exposed arms were full and fair, and her hips were large, perhaps due to regular exercise, yet still taut despite her age. Her facial muscles were slightly relaxed, but this slight relaxation added to her already charming appearance, making her even more alluring. A delicate jasmine fragrance filled the air, refreshing and pleasant. "So you're Madam's nephew/niece, please come in and have a chat. I'm the housekeeper here, just call me Aunt Wu." The woman said with a smile after reading the contents of the letter. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze from her, greeted her, and followed her through the flower-filled courtyard to the living room of the house. Two guests were already in the living room, a couple in their early twenties. The husband wore glasses, and his tall, slender figure exuded a scholarly air. His name was Wang Dawei, an engineer; his wife was Fang Jing, a primary school music teacher; she was petite yet voluptuous, with long, flowing, jet-black hair, fair skin, and a cute black mole at the corner of her mouth. Her voice was soft and melodious. Ye Chuhua exchanged a few simple pleasantries with the couple and then followed Aunt Wu to the room that had been prepared for him. By this time, it was almost dusk. Perhaps because of the long mountain journey, after a simple dinner, he went to bed early and slept until late at night, around 11 p.m. The lights in the room were already off. He was awakened by a sudden urge to urinate and walked out of the room towards the bathroom. Suddenly, he noticed the bathroom light was on, which struck him as odd. However, driven by the intense urge, he didn't think much of it and went into the bathroom to relieve himself. When he passed the bathroom again, he vaguely heard strange noises coming from inside. Driven by curiosity, he cautiously opened the door a crack and was immediately stunned by what he saw. In the steamy bathroom, the petite music teacher, Fang Jing, was thrusting between her husband, Wang Dawei's, legs. Wang Dawei sat on the edge of the tub, a satisfied expression on his face, emitting soft moans. Fang Jing's head bobbed up and down, making intense sounds that aroused his senses. After a few minutes, Wang Dawei's breathing became rapid. He tightly embraced his wife's head, thrusting his penis forward a few times before relaxing. Fang Jing held her husband's penis tightly in her mouth, making loud swallowing sounds. A few seconds later, she coughed and spat out his penis, standing up from the bathtub. For a moment, Ye Chuhua's heart almost stopped. His limp penis, after urinating, instantly sprang to life, creating a large tent in his loose pajama pants—what a beautiful and alluring body! Her snow-white, full-figured body was naked under the bright light. Her breasts weren't large, but they stubbornly stood upright, bowl-shaped, with two cute pink pearls playfully perched atop them. Her slender waist formed a beautiful inward curve, extending to her exceptionally full buttocks, giving her body a captivating gourd shape. A passionate shadow covered her high, mound-like vulva; a crystal-clear droplet slowly slid down from that narrow, alluring crevice, leaving a thin, silvery thread that shimmered under the light. The woman's fragrance and the sensual scent produced during arousal filled the small bathroom with an atmosphere of wantonness. Ye Chuhua felt a wave of dizziness, his eyes fixed on the deadly silk thread, drool involuntarily trickling from the corner of his mouth. Wang Dawei's eyes widened as well; his penis, which had softened after ejaculation, revived, tilting its head back to pay homage to his wife's vulva. Fang Jing giggled, turned around, placed her hands on the edge of the bathtub, raised her plump, round buttocks high, bit her lip slightly, and looked back at her husband, her large, lustful eyes teasingly alluring, while she let out seductive moans from her nose. Faced with such a beautiful sight, Wang Dawei could no longer control himself. He went behind the woman, touched her smooth, soft buttocks, and gently patted them a few times. The plump flesh immediately rippled, making Ye Chuhua's mouth dry. Wang Dawei pressed his lips to his wife's beautiful buttocks and kissed them passionately, making "tsk, tsk" sounds, occasionally gently biting the plump flesh with his teeth; finally, he parted the thin slit with his fingers and brought his mouth to it. The woman let out a comfortable moan from her throat, and her buttocks began to sway gently. After a while, the man spread open the woman's already overflowing vaginal opening, pressed his penis there, and with a little force, it went in all the way. "Ah, ah!" the woman cried out in pleasure, then suddenly blushed and quickly bit her left index finger to avoid making any shameful sounds. This was perhaps due to female modesty, or perhaps due to the considerations brought about by her profession as a teacher, making her want to maintain a sliver of rationality even in the midst of extreme pleasure. "Mmm... ooh... ooh..." Fang Jing bit her finger tightly and made indistinct sounds, which greatly stimulated Wang Dawei, making him even more excited and bolder. He increased the speed of his thrusts, uttering some vulgar words to arouse their desire. For a moment, the room was filled with the sound of //uniquemodelarts.com">Daily Bathing, Nightly Bathing, Hardcore Long-lasting 62165.The campus was filled with a decadent atmosphere. At this moment, he suddenly untied Fang Jing's hair bun, letting her cascading hair fall down. Ye Chuhua's eyes widened instantly, and his breathing became erratic. Fang Jing with her hair down presented a different kind of beauty compared to when it was up. The soft, smooth hair accentuated her delicate and pure face, and the tears in her eyes from excitement, along with the soft moans she let out during her arousal, were enough to drive anyone who saw her crazy, let alone Ye Chuhua, who already loved long hair. His hand unconsciously reached into his pajama bottoms, grasping and rubbing his hard, hot penis, while his eyes were fixed on the actions of the two people in the bathroom. The two people in the bathroom were having intense intercourse, and the noise was getting louder and louder, but Fang Jing was still biting her index finger to prevent herself from making loud moans, which made her husband extremely dissatisfied. Wang Dawei grabbed his wife's hands and pulled them towards him, forcing the woman's upper body to straighten up and into a hunched-over position. "Ah...ah...oh...mmm..." Fang Jing, a music teacher, finally let out an excited cry. The passionate sound reminded Ye Chuhua of the moans of the female cats near his home in spring, so alluring and irresistible. "Oh...so good...mmm...dear brother...dear husband...ah...you're making...my inside feel so good...so good...ah...I want...more..." Many things are like this; once they start, they don't stop easily. At this moment, the woman's moans were like a flood that had been released, becoming uncontrollable. "Ah...too deep...so good...ah...all the way in...good...so good...so comfortable...I love your big cock so much..." Fang Jing cried out unconsciously, her snow-white body turning a beautiful pink from intense excitement, her buttocks twisting wildly like a motor. A dozen minutes later, she cried out in ecstasy: "Ahhh... I can't... Ahhh... I can't... Hmm... It's coming... It's coming... Harder... Help... Ahhh... I'm going crazy... I'm going crazy..." Wang Dawei also let out heavy breathing, his penis thrusting forward as if piercing her vagina, his hands, which had been holding his wife, now gripped her breasts tightly from behind. In this way, their bodies were pressed intimately together. The final moment arrived, and Fang Jing, in a state of collapse, cried out, letting out an incredible scream in a heavenly voice, her whole body tense as she reached orgasm. Wang Dawei also closed his eyes tightly, gripping his wife's breasts tightly, his lower body thrusting forward several times like a cannonball, then stopped moving. The two embraced tightly in this position until the man left the woman's body, which was still trembling in the afterglow of her orgasm. Just as Fang Jing emitted her beautiful, heavenly voice, Ye Chuhua, who had been watching the two lovers playing in the water outside, also ejaculated with a deep roar. After releasing his pent-up energy, he felt weak and sore all over, almost unable to stand. He finally managed to return to his room and, in a state of extreme exhaustion, quickly fell asleep.

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