Ya Tou

The term "A-tou" was originally used for young girls, specifically young women. The prerequisite was that you had to
know her, and she had to know you. Nowadays, not many people understand this term anymore; people have
replaced the affectionate term "A-tou" with "la-mei" (spicy girl), regardless of whether you know her or not.

The year I met A-tou, I was newly married and very young. A friend lived in the countryside in southern Taiwan and
had a house in Taipei, so he rented it to me. Because he was a friend, the rent was very cheap, and I was basically just looking after the house.
Since I was newly married and quite poor, I moved in. The house wasn't small, about 30 pings (approximately 13.3 square meters), with three bedrooms, a living room
, and a bathroom. It felt a bit empty with just my husband and me living there.

We lived there for over six months. During that time, my landlord friend never said a word, and I sent him the rent money back to
the south One day, I suddenly received a call from the landlord. This landlord was from the countryside, and his speech was a bit
unclear. It took me a while to understand that he had another acquaintance who wanted to move in with me.

The landlord said the man was very simple-minded, a solo shopper who frequented Hong Kong. He spent most of his time there
and didn't rent a place, but since he had just gotten married and had a wife, he wanted a room temporarily, mainly for his wife.
He might move to Hong Kong soon, so he asked me to discuss giving him a room. Since I couldn't
refuse, the deal was settled.

A few days later, the landlord personally came north and brought the solo shopper and his wife to my place. Now I
was a sub-landlord. The landlord's friend wanted the solo shopper to pay me the rent monthly, which was fine. The problem
was...

The solo shopper was very polite, and quite old, probably in his fifties. I was still under thirty that year. After welcoming the solo
shopper and his wife, I was stunned when I first saw her!

Following the errand boy in, the landlord introduced her as his wife, a young woman not yet 20
(I later learned she was only 18). She was fair-skinned, not exactly beautiful, but young and with a

good figure. Her luggage was minimal: four large suitcases, the kind you take abroad—four big
suitcases, nothing else.

The landlord's friend introduced the errand boy, surnamed Li. He immediately handed over his business card, repeatedly saying thank you and
apologies , appearing quite polite. Introducing his wife was even simpler; he said
she was young and naive, and I should just call her "A-tou."

That was my first meeting with A-tou. Until the errand boy moved with A-tou, saying they were going to Hong Kong,
A-tou lived in "my house" for over a year, and I always called her A-tou, never knowing her real name.

Once the solo traveler settled in, he indeed spent more time in Hong Kong than in Taiwan. He would go to Hong Kong for at least ten days to half a month
, and return to Taiwan for only one or two days. He would actually stay at my house for at most one night. Sometimes, it would be a whole
month girl by himself. As a result, I had two women in my house. One was my wife,
who was about my age, almost 30, and heavily pregnant, about seven or eight months along. The other was
a girl who . The worst part was that once this girl stayed for a while and got to know me well, she didn't treat me like a man at all. Because it was
summer, she would wear just a pair of shorts and a t-shirt all day at home, exposing a large section of her white thighs. That
was fine , though. Sometimes she would go completely bare-chested and not even wear a bra. But this girl
's breasts were quite large, bulging, and if she bent over slightly, you could almost see right through them. It made me really angry. I don't know if she was
really pregnant or not, but she would just sway back and forth all day long.

Whenever the shopper came back, he would only stay one night and then disappear again the next day. The girl didn't seem to care whether
her husband was home or not; she always acted that way. The shopper didn't seem to care about her either. The more I looked at this couple
, the stranger it seemed. A man in his fifties was never home,
sometimes for ten days or half a month at a time, and when he did come home, he only stayed one night. His wife was only seventeen or eighteen. How could this man be so carefree? Unfortunately, I
couldn't find the shopper, so I had to ask the girl.

I found a time when my wife was home, but I was too afraid to be alone with the girl. I
didn't know how she would behave outside, but at home, with her outfit—hot pants so short they barely covered her underwear, revealing a large expanse of her
white thighs, a t-shirt without a bra, and her nipples barely visible—who knew
what ? So I had to have my wife with me before I dared to talk to the girl face-to-face.

As soon as A-tou heard I had something to ask her, she suddenly sat down next to me, still dressed the same. I
looked at A-tou; my wife was right next to me. A-tou was just leaning against me; nothing seemed to happen. I sat on the sofa,
with a woman on either side of me. One of them was dressed very scantily and was very young. The unique fragrance of a young girl
wafted over me. For a moment, I felt an impulse, an urge to reach out and hug A-tou.

I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. A-tou sat quietly, waiting for me to ask her.

Slowly suppressing the pink thoughts in my heart, I asked what I wanted to ask. It was the first time I
had spoken to A-tou at such close range. A-tou was right next to me. If my wife weren't there, and it was just A-tou and me...

Aya listened as I asked her, "Aya, your husband's always running off to Hong Kong, for so many days at a time.
What kind of business is he doing?"

I needed to find out. With someone like him living in our house, constantly traveling between Taiwan and Hong Kong, and often
away from home , if something were to happen, I'd be the scapegoat.

Aya had no idea what I was thinking. As soon as I asked, she immediately said, "Coffin!"

Those two words completely baffled me. "Coffin"—I knew what a coffin was
, but the problem was how huge and heavy it was. Had Hong Kong people gone mad, buying coffins from Taiwan? Nobody
sells coffins in Hong Kong!

I really didn't understand. I turned to look at my wife, who was also looking at me. I knew she was
in the same boat —understanding, but not really comprehending.

Aya, knowing I didn't understand, added, "Coffin, jade coffin, made of jade, small, for holding
ashes, not one of those big ones."

"Oh!" I let out a long "oh." That kind of coffin.

Awful that I might not understand, she added, "It's a coffin made of jade, that kind of Taiwanese jade, like the kind used for jade bracelets
." As she spoke, she pointed to her wrist. Awful's thighs were quite white, but her arms weren't as
white. However, because she was young, her arms looked translucent, with slender fingers that made one want to take
a bite .

"I know, I know," I said, reaching out and pressing down on Awful's hand as she gestured. The touch was direct...
Touching A-tou's arm, the smooth, slightly cool sensation sent a chill down my spine.

Touching another woman in front of my wife, even if it was just a slight touch, gave me a dazed feeling. I quickly
withdrew my hand and asked A-tou, "Why does your husband only stay one night after coming back?"

A-tou looked at me and said, "To Hualien. Besides jade, he also wants some marble products. Hualien produces
marble , and he always goes there to bring some back to Hong Kong."

I gradually understood the smuggler's itinerary. Although the smuggler lived in "my" house, he wasn't as
familiar with me as A-tou. This A-tou was quite interesting; she wasn't as clueless as the smuggler claimed. A-tou said her family
was very poor , living in the mountains. Girls couldn't help with household chores and earn money, so her father, desperate for money
, sold her. The smuggler was the one who bought her, introduced by the landlord!

When I first heard this, I was truly shocked. It's said that no one starved to death in Taiwan (this happened over 20
years ago, around 1975, the year American astronaut Armstrong landed on the moon. At that
time, Taiwan's economy was just beginning to take off, but there were still many poor people in the countryside and mountains). How could someone
be selling their own daughter, and I actually witnessed it? But my daughter seemed resigned to her fate. In the mountains, there was really no
other way . She had at least graduated from elementary school, and the trafficker was willing to pay, even saying he would take her to Hong Kong someday. As soon
as she heard about Hong Kong, she was completely captivated. Besides, it would earn her family some money. Whether she could actually go to Hong Kong was uncertain,
but at least she was definitely going to Taipei. So she didn't complain and went with the trafficker.
Listening to this, I felt like I was back in mainland China in the 1930s—selling children, and the children accepting their
fate. Haha, I don't even know how to explain it!

As A-tou spoke, she leaned closer to me, her face resting on my shoulder, her eyes closed, one hand tightly
gripping mine, most of her body leaning against me, half her chest pressed against my arm. A wave of youthful
fragrance assaulted my senses, and her full breasts pressed against my arm, making my head spin and my lower body rapidly engorged with blood. I
turned to look at the room; my wife, heavily pregnant, couldn't sit for long and had already gone into the room to lie down. Only A-tou and I
remained .

Suddenly, A-tou rolled over, pressing her entire chest against mine, her arms wrapped around me, her
cheek , and whispered in my ear, "Hold me, hold me!"

A-tou's closeness, her breasts pressed against my chest through only two thin layers of clothing, her delicate
cheek against mine, caused my penis to swell. My erect penis, confined within my trousers, felt
somewhat uncomfortable. I shifted slightly to create more space for my erection, and while holding A-tou close,
I gently stroked her back through her clothes, saying, "A-tou, my wife is in the room;
it wouldn't be good if she saw us!"

A girl turned her mouth to the side, blocking mine. Her tongue
slipped flowed from her tongue into mine. I couldn't help but cup her cheeks in my hands, using
my tongue to push it back into her mouth. Then I forcefully inserted my own tongue into her mouth,
sucking She made soft "mmm, mmm" sounds. After a while, she pushed me away, panting, "Don't be afraid."
She paused, then added, "Pregnant women get tired easily; they fall asleep as soon as they lie down. Let's be quiet, we won't wake her."

"Quietly?" Good heavens, holding a woman in my arms, kissing her passionately, my penis almost bursting through my pants, and
this woman was telling me to be quiet.

As soon as she finished speaking, she crossed her arms, pulled up the bottom of her t-shirt, and it came off.

A-tou was only wearing a t-shirt, and when she took it off, her upper body was completely naked. It was the first time I had ever seen A-tou's naked body.
Her chest was white, her two breasts were round and full,
the were erect, and the areolas were small, surrounded by a light pink ring. Her lower abdomen was flat. It was a beautiful and radiant young girl's
body, even more beautiful than my pregnant wife. A-tou

, with her bare upper body, reached out and unbuttoned my shirt one button at a time
. Before I could even take my shirt off, her bare upper body was pressed against my chest, her breasts pressed tightly against me. She continued to take off my shirt.

The two bare bodies were pressed tightly together. Although A-tou was already married, because she had only recently lost her virginity, her
breasts were soft yet firm, and I could feel the two hard nipples pressing against my chest.

I stopped talking, reached out, unbuttoned A-tou's shorts,
and pulled them down.

A-tou lifted her buttocks, and the shorts were off. I couldn't see what kind of shorts A-tou's shorts were. I pulled on A-tou's shorts with both hands, and A-tou
lifted , and A-tou was completely naked.

I was busy taking off A-tou's pants, and A
-tou were

both completely naked. Naked A-tou straddled me, reached out and guided my erect penis, and with a slight
guidance , my penis was already pressed against A-tou's vaginal opening. I saw A-tou exert force, sit down,
and with a "thud," my burning penis was fully inserted into A-tou's tight vagina.

Aya hugged me, letting out an "Oh," and her buttocks began to rise and fall. Her tight vagina gripped my penis
tightly. With each rise and fall, Aya let out an "Oh, oh." I held Aya with one hand and
covered her mouth with the other, saying, "Don't make a sound, don't shout, or you'll be finished if you wake my wife.

" Aya made a "Mmm" sound and intensified her buttocks' rise and fall. Perhaps to avoid waking his wife who was sleeping inside,
or perhaps because of the pressure from Aya's tight, youthful vagina, my orgasm came quickly. A tingling sensation ran up my spine
. I held Aya with both hands and said, "Aya, I'm going to cum."

Aya didn't answer, only "Mmm," and hugged me tightly. Just before I ejaculated, Aya's
vagina contracted in waves; she orgasmed even faster than me.

In Aya's orgasm, my penis trembled, and streams of hot semen shot into Aya's vagina.

Holding her tightly, after the climax subsided, I said to my girlfriend, "Okay, get up, don't
wake my wife!"

She hummed in agreement, grabbed her briefs with her right hand, picked up her t-shirt with her
left covered her vulva with her left t-shirt, and quickly grasped my gradually softening penis with her briefs. At the same time,
she squatted down, her free left hand holding my scrotum, and her right briefs wiping my penis, which was covered in her vaginal
fluid . She tilted her head back slightly, pouted her lips, and made a kissing motion.

I laughed, enjoying the way A-tou rubbed my penis, and pointed my right index finger at her
pouting lips, saying, "Feels good, doesn't it!"

"I won't tell you!" A-tou retorted, her right hand reaching between her legs, covering
her vulva . She stood up, holding her panties in one hand, and quickly went into her room.

Watching A-tou's naked back as she entered the room, and then looking at my limp penis, I quickly put on my
clothes.

I sat back on the sofa, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, tilted my head back, and slowly exhaled, watching
the white smoke rise. In the hazy smoke, right here, separated from my wife by a door, was young
A-tou...

I looked at the two doors, wondering what tomorrow would bring. I stubbed out the cigarette and went into my room...

"Ring...ring..."

At 6:30 a.m., the alarm clock rang precisely on time every day. My wife, whose due date
hadn't arrived yet , still had to get up early to prepare for work at 8 a.m.

"Lazybones, get up! Still sleeping?" My wife was always the first to get up.

"Yeah! I'm up, I'm up!" I straightened up, sat up, and turned to look at my wife. Her low-cut
nightgown revealed her two full breasts. Because of her pregnancy, her breasts appeared even
fuller , and her nipples, still pink from not having given birth yet, were visible. I deliberately avoided looking at her protruding belly,
and through her clothes, I grabbed her full breasts with both hands. Hey! I couldn't even hold them in one hand!

"What are you doing? It's so early in the morning, stop bothering me!" My wife reached out and pulled my hands away from her breasts.

"It's so early in the morning, and it's rock hard!" I pulled back the covers, pointing to my erect penis.

My wife reached out and grabbed my erect penis: "I'll help you cool down when you get back tonight. Stop fooling around now
, you have to go to work, it's not good to be late!"

"Phew!" I let out a deep breath. Even through my underwear,
the warm was different from my own hand.

My wife squeezed my penis twice, then released it, saying, "Go wash your face!" and left the room.

Watching my wife's retreating figure, I got up, put on my clothes, and the playful banter of the morning put my mind at
ease . At least my wife was unaware of the passionate encounter with my daughter in the living room last night. My daughter was right,
pregnant women are easily tired and sleep soundly.

After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I turned and left the bathroom. My daughter was standing at her bedroom door, smiling at
me. She was still wearing a t-shirt and shorts. Looking at her white thighs, I remembered how naked
she . In my haste, I hadn't really looked closely at her naked body. Just as I was thinking about her naked body,
my wife's voice rang out: "Are you done? Breakfast is ready!"

"Oh! Ready, ready!" I replied to my wife, then said to my daughter, "Daughter, let's
have breakfast together."

My daughter smiled but didn't answer. My wife's voice came again: "Yes, breakfast. Fried dough sticks and sesame flatbread with iced soy
milk . My daughter bought it. You didn't need to ask, hurry up!"

"Hey!" I looked at my daughter, unsure what to say. She made a face at me and turned to my
wife at the table, saying, "Sister-in-law, I'll do it!"

The two women worked together, and three breakfasts, one for each of them, were already on the table.

I sat down at the dining table, glanced at my wife and daughter, then at the sesame seed cakes, fried dough sticks, and iced soy milk on the table. I
cautiously asked, "Did you buy this

, daughter?" My wife glared at me. "I didn't go out. Did the sesame seed cakes and fried dough sticks come to me by themselves?"

My daughter, one hand supporting her chin and the other holding the iced soy milk, said slowly and thoughtfully, "I got up a little early today,
so I went to buy some breakfast." She paused and then asked, "Do you like it?" " Yes,

yes! Sesame seed cakes, fried dough sticks, and iced soy milk are just what I like." As soon as she finished speaking, she took
a big sticks.

"You bought breakfast, and you don't even say thank you? Who do you think you are!" My wife added after I took
a bite.

Before I had even swallowed the bite, with my mouth full of food, I quickly said, "Thank you,
daughter!"

Covering her mouth with one hand, my daughter smiled but didn't reply, just staring at me.

It's rare to have the chance to look directly at A-tou at such close range, so I took the opportunity to get a good look at
her, especially her face.

Her hair was medium length, just reaching her shoulders, and her face was surprisingly oval-shaped,
the kind of oval face you see in paintings of classical beauties. Her eyebrows were neither thick nor sparse, her nose looked very straight,
and the two prominent lines below her nose and above her mouth were particularly striking. As for her lips, well, this girl had actually put on rouge early in the morning. Her
red lips weren't big, but the angles of her rouge-covered lips were sharp. Her chin had a beautiful
curve. Her ears were covered by her hair and couldn't be seen. Her cheeks looked rosy, probably because she was young,
with a slight pink tinge on her cheeks. Overall, she wasn't particularly beautiful, but she gave off the feeling of looking at a young girl in a painting.

The girl ate her fried dough sticks and sesame flatbread in small bites, occasionally sipping her soy milk. She glanced at my wife,
then turned to me and asked, "Hey, are you free today?"

"Are you free today?" What was this girl doing? In broad daylight, with my wife right next to me, she actually
asked me, "Are you free today?" Of course I was free, but because of my wife, I had to play it safe.

"Yes!" I replied to the girl, then asked, "Why?"

This time, the girl didn't answer me directly. She went straight to my wife and said, "Sister-in-law, I have something to do today. I need to go to
Songshan, but I don't know the way, and I'm a little scared to go alone. Can I borrow your husband to come with me
?"

This girl was lying; she was using her sweet talk on my wife. I wonder how my wife would react.

Without a second thought, my wife immediately chimed in, "Hey, help my daughter out! Take her somewhere sometime.
She hasn't been in Taipei long, and Songshan is far away. What if she gets lost?"

"Sure, sure," I replied. This was called being ordered to cheat. My daughter had approached me last night, and today she was
making arrangements . This time, she was being open about it, but unfortunately, my wife didn't understand. But what could she do? With
such a young and beautiful woman at home, trouble was bound to happen sooner or later, especially since she was heavily pregnant. Although we still had sex, the frequency
had increased, which made me angry. I didn't care about my wife's pregnancy and insisted on having sex with her. My wife, however...
To put it bluntly, being heavily pregnant isn't good, once a week is enough, be careful not to put pressure on your stomach, and so
on and so forth .

A heavily pregnant woman's abdomen presses against her uterus, pushing it forward. During sex, my wife
orgasms very quickly, sometimes even two or three in a row. However, because of her pregnancy, many positions
are off-limits; she can only do the standard positions and has to be careful not to put pressure on her stomach, so it's not always satisfying.

Now, my girlfriend is filling that void. My wife doesn't know yet, and her husband is far away in Hong Kong,
so of course he doesn't know either. But what will happen in the future? If I sleep with my girlfriend during the day, and my wife wants
a checkup at night, how will I explain it?

I quickly pulled myself back to reality and told my daughter, "I'll go out for a bit this morning to make some
adjustments . I'll be back around noon, and then we'll go to Songshan together, okay?"

"Okay!" my daughter hummed in agreement, then added, "I'll cook lunch, you come back for lunch,
and then ." Turning to my wife, I said, "Sister-in-law, thank you so much!"

My wife looked at me and said, "Look, they're inviting you to lunch! Do your part and help them out
!"

"Yes, yes, I'll definitely help!" How do you know I won't help? I helped her last night, and it looks like
I'll have to help her again today. This time, I'll help her properly, thoroughly...

"Okay, that's it. I'll be back around noon. Let's hurry up and finish breakfast, there's traffic this morning! We'll be late if we delay
any longer ."

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It wasn't noon yet, around 11:30, when I got home and parked my motorcycle. When we got married,
our finances weren't good, we couldn't afford a car, so we bought a motorcycle, a Suzuki 100.
The Japanese is "shushu qu," but for A-tou, I would never "shushu qu."

I opened the door, and a delicious aroma of food wafted in. It seemed A-tou had really cooked!

I opened the screen window and went into the living room. A-tou's voice came from the kitchen: "A-tou, you're back. It'll be
ready soon."

"A-tou, don't rush, it's just lunch, two bento boxes will do."

"Coming!" A-tou said, holding a plate that looked red. I couldn't tell what it was at first,
because I was already drawn to A-tou's clothes. What she was holding didn't seem to matter anymore!

A-tou came out of the kitchen and placed the plate she was carrying on the table. There was a 90-degree turn in between, and as
she turned, I saw her back was completely bare. There were no bra straps, no
panties, just a smooth back, only the strap of an apron tied in a bow at her buttocks. Her
buttocks were smooth, and her long, slender legs were also completely white.

With that one look, I was defeated. Looking at A-tou's youthful body, clad only in an apron, I felt like I'd been struck on a magic
spell . I just stood there, my penis springing up like a spring in my pants.

Sometimes when my friends talk about romance, I often loudly proclaim: "Even if a woman is completely naked, as long as I don't
touch her body, don't even think about me getting hard!"

Before I could even touch her, my penis was already hard. This girl, last night, was completely
naked in front of me, and she didn't react this enthusiastically. How come today, seeing only her bare back and big white
buttocks, she reacts so strongly? What if I stop?

No, no, I took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, then inhaled again, then exhaled again. After only
two deep breaths, she had already put down her plate, walked towards me, reached out and hooked her arms around my neck,
then gave me a kiss.

A warm, smooth, and tender body pressed against me, her breasts only separated by a thin layer of
fabric, pressed tightly against my chest. My penis was no longer under my control, hard as an iron rod, pressing against the base of her
thighs .

She immediately reacted, reaching down and grabbing my hard penis through my pants, moaning "
Mmm !"

My left hand caressed A-tou's smooth back, while my right hand gently stroked her bare buttocks.

I knew A-tou had set a pink trap today, but I hadn't expected it to be so direct. I was
deeply trapped the moment I walked in. This A-tou, she's got a way with me, really a way with me.

After a passionate kiss, A-tou pushed me away, her right hand still gripping my erect penis, and said, "Let's eat something first
. The food is still warm. After we eat, we'll have some fun..."

Eating, joking—I was in the throes of passion, my penis burning hot. How
could I hold back ?

"No, let's have sex first!" My right hand reached up from A-tou's plump buttocks, found the bow, and
with a quick tug, the apron was off her body. Now, A-tou was naked again.

Aya's lips rubbed against my cheek, moving from one side to the other, while her hands
unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off, saying, "Even if you don't eat first... you still need to... take
a shower..."

Because it was summer, once my shirt was off, I was naked from the waist up. Aya's breasts pressed against my chest, and I
immediately felt her two hard nipples slowly rubbing against my chest. "Oh!" A tingling sensation spread
throughout my body.

I didn't care about showering or not, especially since Aya had already taken off my pants, leaving me only in my underwear. Aya
reached out and pulled down my underwear, but because of her posture, she couldn't pull it off immediately.

I kicked off my leather shoes, swung my arm horizontally, and with a slight effort, scooped A-tou up in my arms. A-tou let out a soft gasp,
wrapped her arms around my neck, and lifted her head, her lips very close to mine. I lowered my head, and with a flick of my tongue, I slipped it into her
mouth. I took a step forward, carrying A-tou into her room.

Holding A-tou, I fell onto the bed, our lips still pressed together, our four hands busy
roaming over each other's bodies.

A-tou's skin was smooth and delicate, especially her breasts and thighs, which felt slightly
cool . As my hands caressed A-tou's body, A-tou remembered I still had my underwear on. This
time, she immediately pulled it off and grabbed my hard, burning penis, using both hands simultaneously, one to grab my penis and
the other to touch my scrotum.

When my hard, hot penis was grasped and rubbed by Aya's soft, delicate hands, waves of tingling sensation
shot through my body; the feeling was no less pleasurable than ejaculation.

While enjoying the friction of Aya's hands on my penis, I continued to press my tongue against hers, and...
My hands attacked from two directions. One hand grasped her 34-inch breasts, gently kneading her hard nipples with two fingers
. The other hand slipped inside her thighs, tracing the inner side inwards. When my hand reached the bulge
between , I first encountered a fine, soft, curly tuft of pubic hair,
starting from her lower abdomen and extending downwards. The touch told me that she had quite a bit of pubic hair. My

fingers followed the pubic hair downwards, finding the cleft. My index finger probed and immediately found a round, protruding
little fleshy ball.

I pinched the little fleshy ball with two fingers, slowly kneading it. Her moans, "Mmm, mmm,"
came one after another. My middle finger traced the edge of the cleft, making a few circles, before suddenly thrusting into
her vagina .

As soon as my middle finger entered her vagina, there was a tightening sensation, and her vaginal fluids flowed out in a stream.

My middle finger remained still inside her vagina, while the other two fingers continuously rubbed and caressed her clitoris.

A-tou made soft moans, her lips leaving my kiss as I rubbed her clitoris; drool
clung to . This girl was probably so comfortable that she was even drooling.

I pressed my cheek against A-tou's pink cheek, her hand still gripping my burning penis. My
two-pronged attack continued, my hand pinching her nipples, alternating between her breasts, my fingers occasionally
moving in and out of her vagina, the focus still on rubbing and kneading her clitoris.

A-tou let out a series of indistinct moans, her hand loosening its grip on my penis, her toes contracting,
her vaginal walls contracting in waves, and streams of vaginal fluid gushing out. A-tou had her first orgasm.

With each vaginal contraction, A-tou's limbs flattened, more vaginal fluid gushing out, wetting my palm.

I withdrew my hand from her vagina and grabbed some toilet paper from the bedside table to wipe my damp hands.

I straightened my back, shifting from a tight embrace to a seated position. Looking
at her outstretched limbs, I had wanted to properly admire her naked body, but having held her naked twice before, I hadn't had a chance to properly appreciate her youthful
form. Now, with my burning erection and seeing her after her orgasm, I didn't hesitate any longer. I pulled
her legs up, placing them on my shoulders. Holding my penis with one hand and parting her vaginal
opening with the other, I thrust my hips forward, and the head of my penis entered her vagina. She let out a soft "hmm."

It was so tight, such a young 18-year-old girl; my penis was immediately enveloped. With another
thrust her vagina, already full of lubrication, finally allowed my entire penis to penetrate.

Aya's moans came one after another. I slowly withdrew my penis, then quickly thrust it back in. But Aya's
vagina was so tight and juicy; pulling out was difficult, and inserting was even harder. With each thrust, the glans was gripped
tightly by the vaginal walls, the tip of the glans trembling under the tender flesh of Aya's vagina.

With each thrust, Aya let out a soft moan, her hands completely powerless to lift, her eyes
tightly closed . Each impact of my penis into her vagina caused her breasts to sway, the pink nipples and areolas
bobbing with each impact. Looking closely, they appeared as pink blossoms swaying in the wind.

Aya's legs, which were resting on my shoulders, seemed to be straining again. I knew that Aya's orgasm was approaching again.

Rushing to ejaculate into Aya's vagina during her second orgasm, I lowered her
legs from my shoulders, bringing them together. I lay on top of her, feeling her hardened
nipples , my penis thrusting powerfully between her tightly pressed legs.

Aya, almost unconscious, suddenly clung to me tightly, moaning "Hah, ah," her vagina contracting
forcefully—her second orgasm had arrived. My

already tense nerves suddenly relaxed. I gripped her neck, cheek to
cheek , breathing rapidly, my glans dilating, and a stream of semen shot deep into her vagina.

Holding her neck tightly, I chuckled, but Aya remained motionless, her mouth wide open, gasping for breath.

My penis twitched a few more times, then, still deeply inserted in A-tou's vagina after ejaculation, I released my grip on
her neck and collapsed weakly onto her for a long, long time...

My limp penis slid out of her vagina. I grabbed a stack of toilet paper and stuffed it
between her legs, then turned over and lay flat on the bed, my right hand still resting on her breasts, two fingers still pinching her
right nipple.

A voice, seemingly from the clouds, drifted softly, "Am I dead...? It feels so good... like... in
the sky ... floating... with the clouds..." A-tou's voice rang out gently.

I lay still and replied to her, "Clean yourself up, the sheets are probably all wet."

A-tou rolled over, straddling me, pressing her large breasts against my chest, holding my
head in her hands, and forcefully shoving her tongue into my mouth.

A-tou made a few "mmm, mmm" sounds, stopped kissing, and supported herself with her hands, her delicate pink face above mine
. A-tou said, "So comfortable, I've never felt so comfortable before."

I stretched out my arms and hugged A-tou, saying, "You just had two orgasms."

"Mmm! That's so good!"

"Of course it's good, haven't you ever had one before?"

"No way!" "

Hey! What did your husband do? How come he didn't make you orgasm?"

"Him? He's an old turtle. If it weren't for his money, I wouldn't be with him!"

"A-tou! Don't say that. He's still your legal husband, and besides, he still gives you living expenses."
I hurriedly said a few words for the customer, otherwise, it would be a small matter if the old man and the young woman quarreled, but if A-tou started clinging to me,
that would be troublesome.

"Really! Every time he comes back, he rushes to bed and goes soft in no time. Unlike you, you make me feel
so good!"

I couldn't help but smile wryly and said to my wife, "Wife! Your husband is a bit older, his sexual ability can't
compare to us young people, but his financial ability is much better than mine. Don't think too much!"

"Let's not talk about that old turtle, let's do it again." My wife said, while her hand grasped my
penis and moved it up and down.

I was shocked and quickly stopped her. "Wife, no, stop teasing me
. I need to save my energy for my wife tonight."

My wife chuckled. "You men! Humph!"

"Wife! We have a long life ahead of us, take it slow. As long as you don't move out, you don't have to worry about me running away!"
To appease his wife, he had to suppress the urge to have another battle with Ya Tou.

"Fine! I'll let you off this time. You deal with your sister-in-law tonight, we'll meet again tomorrow," Ya Tou said with a grin.

"Tomorrow! I..." At this point, Ya Tou was like flour stuck to his hands, impossible to shake off.
What was he going to do tomorrow?

As a man, if his wife wasn't the result of a long and arduous pursuit, he wouldn't dare show his face in
public.

I am, so I could talk for three days and three nights about how to pursue a wife.

As a successful man, behind him, besides the warm hand that rocks the cradle, there's often
another hand that doesn't rock the cradle—this hand we collectively call a "mistress."

I'm not a successful man, not even close to having a basic foundation. I'm under 30, just married, working for a small company
, and my monthly income is barely enough to make ends meet. I don't even own a house or a car, let alone a house. But like those successful
men, besides having a pair of hands rocking the cradle, I also have an extra pair of hands that don't rock the cradle—
my wife.

It wasn't me who sought out this girl. Ever since a young girl suddenly appeared in our house, I'd been
worried . Sure enough, only a month after she moved in, this idiot fell for her young, vibrant
body. The first time she came to me, I was secretly thrilled. The second time, when I undressed her,
I was captivated by that 18-year-old girl's energetic, full breasts and long, fair legs. Now,
she compares me to her husband and kicks him out, calling him an old turtle. It's a disaster!
Other men keep women outside, keeping them as mistresses. This idiot of mine actually
got a woman in my own home, face to face with me every day, with no way to escape.

Thinking back on this, I really have to blame my wife. If she hadn't been heavily pregnant, our daughter would never
have had chance. Now, she's experienced the pleasure of sex and realized that this kind of happiness isn't something her husband
can give her, so she's practically glued to me. Actually, I should slap myself too. If I'm going to have sex with a woman, I should
just enjoy myself. Why did I make our daughter have two orgasms? She's so young and inexperienced; she
doesn't know that sex can make a woman feel like she's in heaven. I was such an idiot, thinking I was so great. The first time was fine, but
the second time she was completely blown away. No wonder she wanted a third time...

Coincidentally, the company had something to do and needed someone to go to the south. I volunteered and went for two days and one night.

I returned two days later, arriving home around 8 PM that night. As soon as I opened the front door, I heard
a man's voice inside. This was strange, as the only other man in the house besides myself was my daughter's husband. Could it be that
her husband had come home? I went inside and, sure enough, I saw the porter.

The porter was overjoyed to see me and, after a few words, pulled me outside. My wife didn't
say anything, but my daughter protested. I had only been away for two days, while her husband hadn't been seen for half a month. However, judging from my daughter
's expression, she seemed upset that her husband had suddenly returned.

I didn't know why the porter wanted to pull me out, but since he rarely came home, it would be
good to talk to him. So I told my daughter, "Men can talk, have a couple of drinks, it's fine."

As soon as A-tou heard me speak, she stopped arguing and only added, "Don't come back drunk!"

Not far from home, at a roadside stall, a few dishes of snacks and a few bottles of Shaoxing wine, an old man and a
young man drank for a full three hours. When we got home, it was almost midnight. My wife was already in bed, but A-tou was still
waiting. Seeing that we weren't drunk, she was relieved.

While A-tou was talking to me, the man went into the room and brought out two bottles of wine and two cartons of cigarettes, shoving them into my hand.

"Brother! This wine was bought by John Walker at customs. Keep it and drink as much as you like. The cigarettes aren't
worth much ; I just brought them back. At least you have some cigarettes to smoke, keep them!"

"Okay, okay, I'll take them." After accepting the John Walker wine and the cigarettes, I said to A-tou, "
A-tou , it's almost midnight, go to sleep!"

A-tou pouted and went into the room.

I exchanged a glance with the swindler, nodded, and went into the room. 　　Lying on the bed, looking at my wife beside me, and thinking about the swindler's words, I was overwhelmed with mixed feelings!

The 　　swindler's words were both simple and helpless; he had made some money and wanted to find a wife, hoping to have a son make his later years easier. He was afraid that older women couldn't have children, and he was also afraid that women were only after his money, so he had to look for younger women. After searching around, he found a girl from the mountains. He agreed that she might not return to her parents' home, and he spent several hundred thousand to buy her outright . Before taking her to Hong Kong, he wanted her to stay in Taipei for a while to adapt to city life. 　　They were worried about leaving their daughter alone in Taipei and that she might run away, so they used their connections to find me , a simple-minded guy from the countryside, to stay with them temporarily. They wanted to prevent her from succumbing to temptation and getting involved with a gigolo spending money on her was one thing, but if she didn't come back, it would be a huge problem. So they wanted me to spend some time with her, even sleeping with her, as long as it was better than her running away. 　　When I heard this, I was utterly incredulous. Even though I had slept with her, I couldn't admit it. Yet this guy insisted on drinking with me, wanting me to watch over her while also wanting me to sleep with her. The world is full of strange things! Of course, I refused, saying I shouldn't mess with my friend's wife. He begged and pleaded, finally offering me 20,000 NTD in cash (back then, a 30-ping apartment cost about 3,000 NTD a month) as payment for taking my daughter to a hotel . 　　Since the guy said that, he even paid for the room. I pretended to be extremely reluctant and accepted his money. He thanked me profusely, almost kneeling down. His words were simple—do whatever you want, just don't let A-tou run away. 　　To keep A-tou from running away, of course, I had to start with sex. This girl had just tasted the sweetness of sex; I just needed to spend some time with her, and A-tou wouldn't run away. 　　The next day, the guy was home, and he took A-tou on a trip. I was fine. The third day, the guy left at noon . When I came back in the evening, A-tou's expression was a bit strange. 　　While my wife was taking a shower, I asked A-tou, "A-tou, what's wrong? You look unhappy!" 　　"You still dare to say that! That old turtle has bothered me for two nights, and every time he makes me uncomfortable!" A-tou suddenly hugged me and reached out to grab my penis. 　　I quickly blocked her hand to prevent her from touching my penis, and said urgently, "Girl, not now!"

"You touched me and I got hard! What will I do when my wife comes out after her shower?"

"Then come back tomorrow. You're so good to me, it feels so good with you!" The girl said,
pressing her chest against me again.

"Okay, okay, I'll be back at noon tomorrow. Don't rush, my wife will know!" I said, pushing
the girl away slightly, otherwise my penis would get hard again if she pressed against me.

"Then give me a kiss!" The girl said, sticking out her tongue.

"Kiss, kiss, then go back to the room!" I put my hands on the girl's shoulders and quickly kissed her tongue.

It was incredible; the slightest touch made my penis react immediately. I quickly shooed the girl into the room.

◎ ◎ ◎

The next day at noon, I returned home as promised.

As soon as I entered, the girl rushed into my arms.

Holding her, I looked her up and down. Hmm! Today was normal. I was wearing a dress,
revealing half of my white thighs.

My girlfriend hugged me, her tongue darting into my mouth, her breasts pressed tightly against my chest.
I immediately felt a warm sensation travel from my chest to my brain. Our tongues intertwined a few times, then I pushed her away,
saying, "Don't rush, don't rush, take it slow. Have you eaten?"

"I don't want to eat! With you here, I won't eat anything!" My girlfriend still held me tightly, her breasts rubbing heavily against my
chest , until my penis became hard!

She immediately sensed it, her right hand reaching down, pulling open my pants, and slipping her hand inside,
pulling out my increasingly hard penis and grasping it tightly.

Her hand was soft, delicate, and slightly cool; as soon as my penis was held by her, it became even
harder.

"It's so hard, and it's hot too!" A-tou looked down and said, "It's so thick, how can it fit
into my hole? My hole is so small..."

"I've already done it, why are you still doubting it!" I said, placing one hand on A-tou's buttocks and gently pinching her cheek
with the other.

A-tou held my hard penis in one hand and hugged me with the other, breathing heavily, and said, "Put it in me, put it in
me quickly, I want it..."

After a slight hesitation, I said, "Slow down, A-tou, you have too much hair there, shave it first so I
can see it clearly..."

"Ah!" A-tou exclaimed and said, "You don't like my hair!"

"No, you have too much hair, it's not suitable to play other tricks!" I teased A-tou's interest.

"What tricks?" A-tou looked confused.

"Don't rush, shave your hair, I'll teach you!" I said, pulling down the sash on A-tou's back.

Her breasts, braless, stood proudly erect, the two small nipples on her pink areolas already hard. Aya
's breasts were indeed quite large; perhaps it was from working in the mountains, who knows?

She quickly took off her clothes, grabbed some scissors, and pulled Aya into the bathroom.

She instructed Aya to stand with her back against the wall, one leg raised as high as possible, then picked up the scissors and quickly trimmed most of
Aya's thick pubic hair.

A-tou looked down at her vulva and said, "It looks awful!"

"It'll look beautiful if you shave it clean!" I put away the scissors, took out the razor, and
wet . A-tou exclaimed, "It's so cool..."

I didn't say anything, took out my own shaving cream, squeezed out a handful, and applied it to A-tou's short pubic
hair. I used the razor to trim the hair around her vulva first. After shaving all the hair around her vulva, what was left
were some pubic hairs growing next to her labia majora.

I used my left hand to pull A-tou's labia majora and gently shaved with the razor in my right hand. A-tou was already
moaning . Listening to A-tou's moans, I didn't stop, saying, "What, you're already enjoying it before it even starts..."

"Yes...it feels good...so good!" This slut A-tou, I only lightly touched her labia majora, and she kept moaning
.

"Stand still, that's all!" I was afraid she'd feel too good and her legs would give way, so I quickly
shaved her pubic hair. Sure enough, she went limp and collapsed onto me.

Holding her in one arm, I didn't even have time to clean up the pubic hair that had fallen to the floor. I scooped up water and washed her vulva
, then hoisted her naked body onto my shoulder like a heavy load, and walked out of the bathroom into her room.

Once inside, I laid the limp girl down on the bed and looked her over. Hmm! Much better looking now.
The dark patch below her abdomen was gone, replaced by a slightly reddish area where her legs crossed.

Lying on the bed, A-tou's cheeks were pink, her eyes were hazy, her breasts , untouched by much sexual activity
, were firm, her lower abdomen was slightly sunken from lying down, her vulva, lacking pubic hair, appeared pink, her legs were
long and shapely, her whole body was smooth and delicate, not snow-white, but still fair and tender, especially her thighs,
which were even whiter. You couldn't tell at all that she came from the mountains, she was truly young, energetic, and full of vitality!

A-tou lay on the bed for a while, her breathing had calmed down, and seeing that I was just staring blankly, she said in a seductive voice:
"Brother..."

With a muffled roar, I pounced on A-tou and kissed her in one breath, my hard penis pressed against her lower
abdomen , A-tou hummed "Mmm" and stretched out her arms to hug me tightly.

I kissed her passionately, pressing my lips against her full breasts. She wrapped her arms tightly around my back. Without
hesitation , I parted her legs, reached down with one hand, guided my penis, and searched for her vagina.
With the head of my penis against the vaginal opening, I thrust forcefully into her.

It was still tight; my penis was enveloped tightly. Each friction sent a tingling sensation from
the head of my penis straight to my heart. I thrust harder and harder, and she responded

with each stroke. I counted the number of thrusts—fifty, just fifty times. Suddenly, her whole body contracted, her hands gripping my
back, her vagina contracting rhythmically. She had her first orgasm.

During her orgasm, I thrust a few more times, my penis still hard inside her.
Face to face, I held her tightly and stopped.

I reached back and grasped A-tou's breasts. I stopped moving, lying on top of her, our bodies pressed tightly together. Time
ticked by...

Although we had just had sex, A-tou's skin was still slightly cool to the touch. My hands
gently stroked her naked body, my penis still hard inside her vagina. After a moment's thought, I...
I withdrew from Aya's vagina and sat up.

Aya reacted immediately, opening her eyes and looking at me, a little confused about what I was going to do!

Looking at Aya's naked body, her perky breasts, slender waist, flat stomach, and the slightly protruding, rosy labia between her legs without
pubic hair , I naturally placed my hands, one above the other, on Aya's breasts and vulva,
gently stroking them.

Although she had just had an orgasm, Aya was still moaning softly under my caresses.

My right hand pinched her nipple, while my left hand found the clitoris at the entrance of Aya's vagina, and I gently pinched it, asking
Aya, "Aya, have you tried using your mouth?"

"Use my mouth for what?" Aya lay flat on her back, enjoying my caresses, and replied with a little confusion.

"Use your mouth! It's when I kiss your vulva with my mouth, and you suck my penis with your mouth!" I
said slowly and leisurely.

"No way!" Aya didn't believe it at all.

"Of course it does! Kissing each other's genitals is called 'oral sex,' it feels really good. I shaved
your pubic hair so I could teach you how to do oral sex!" I was determined. If I was going to do it, I wanted to do it well
. Anyway, my wife was heavily pregnant, so sex wasn't very convenient. I was using Aya as a substitute.
In any case, sleeping with Aya was just a favor to the client. Maybe
if I trained Aya well, the client would thank me. As long as I felt good, I didn't care about the future!

"Ugh! No, that's so dirty!" Aya still didn't believe that "oral sex" existed!

Seeing that words wouldn't work on her, I had no choice but to resort to the "leading by example" approach from the military. Once I made up my mind
, I acted immediately. I lowered my head and kissed her, saying, "Watch me, I'll make you feel good first!"

I straddled her, turned my head towards her vulva, spread her legs with my hands, and buried my mouth in her vulva
. Ah! Her vulva was wet; the vaginal fluid from her orgasm hadn't been cleaned up!

Never mind, someone once said that a young girl's vaginal fluid is nourishing.

Let it nourish! I aimed at her clitoris, stuck out my tongue, and licked it first.

This was incredible! She let out a soft gasp, her legs tightening, clamping my head firmly between them; her snow-white
thighs felt wonderful to touch. With this clamping and tightening, the insides of her thighs pressed against my ears, which
had a unique sensation.

Ignoring everything else, I stuck out my tongue again and began to lick her clitoris vigorously. With the other end, I pulled her legs together,
trapping her head between my thighs, my hard penis pressed against her delicate cheek.

Having no experience with oral sex, she naturally didn't know how to suck my penis, but I ignored that and diligently licked
her , especially the small, protruding clitoris, again and again. The more I licked, the
more relaxed her legs became as they held my head.

The girl, who had never had her clitoris licked by a man before, was now in ecstasy again. Her legs straightened, her hands
gripping my hard penis, her body trembling, and she moaned softly, "Oh...oh...um
...oh...oh...um..."

Hearing her moans, I knew that if I pushed a little harder, the girl, who had no experience with oral sex,
would another orgasm. But I wouldn't let her orgasm. I had to bring her to a sudden stop before she did. I
wanted her to give me oral sex, not me to give her oral sex. So I changed from licking her clitoris to
gently biting it with my teeth. This action brought another long moan from her, and her legs, which
had been lying flat , tightened once more.

As A-tou tensed up, my tongue shifted its focus once more, this time licking the tender flesh of her inner
thighs , several times before retracting its movements
. Just before A-tou was about to climax again, I rolled over and sat up.

A-tou's sensation was like a taut bowstring about to release an arrow, then suddenly relaxing, a sudden
loss of fullness. Her vulva, in the midst of extreme fullness, was suddenly swept by a cool breeze. Caught off guard, A-tou's legs
remained tense.

Gently pinching the nipples of A-tou's breasts, I gazed at her intently.

Slowly regulating her breathing, A-tou looked at me with wide eyes: "Brother, why did you stop! I was enjoying
it !"

My hands were still pinching A-tou's nipples, which were hard and firm, and pinching them was a kind of enjoyment. I said
slowly , "This is oral sex. I use my mouth and tongue to lick your little pussy. Isn't it nice?"

"Mmm, it feels so good, but, brother! I was enjoying it, why did you stop?" A-tou asked with a
puzzled .

"You were enjoying it, but what about me? I licked you, but you didn't lick me!" I replied to A-tou with a smile, and suddenly tightened my grip
on her nipples.

"Ah!" Aya cried out softly again, "Be gentle, brother! It hurts!"

My right hand pinched her nipple, while my left hand quickly reached down, covering her vulva with my entire palm. My middle finger thrust in, forcefully
penetrating her vagina. That hairless vulva felt so good to touch. I said, "It's your turn to suck
my penis!"

Aya sat up, facing me, looking down at my hard, red penis. "How do I suck?"

Aya's sitting position made it a little awkward for me to insert my hand into her vagina. I pulled my hand out and returned it to her
nipple, still pinching it. "Popsicle, have you ever eaten a popsicle? A penis is a popsicle, how do you eat a popsicle!"

"I've eaten popsicles, I know how to eat a popsicle, first take a big bite." Aya
chuckled .

"Take a bite, that's it, bite gently, lick the meatus and the area around the glans with your tongue,
understand ?" Saying this, I lay down.

Aya held my penis in one hand and my scrotum in the other, staring at it for a while before slowly lowering her head, opening her mouth, and
licking the glans with her tongue.

A jolt of electricity shot through my brain. I said, "Yes, that's it! Lick it while taking the whole
penis into your mouth!"

Aya lowered her head, licking the glans with her tongue, then suddenly opened her mouth, and the entire penis was inside
her. This kind of thing, you really don't need to be taught; you learn it the first time. Aya held my penis in her mouth, her head bobbing up and down
.

It was a completely different feeling. My penis was so hard it felt like it was about to burst in Aya's warm little mouth. I reached out and stroked
Aya's smooth back, saying, "Yes, that's it! Suck a few times, then lick the glans, and the scrotum too
, don't forget the scrotum..."

With my penis in her mouth, Aya said in a slightly unclear voice, "Suck those two balls too!"

"Suck...suck my penis, lick the glans, then suck my scrotum, suck both balls..."

Before I could finish, Aya had already shifted her focus, opening her cherry-like mouth and taking one of my testicles into her mouth,
sucking hard once, then switching sides.

My heart seemed to clench suddenly, and while Aya was sucking my testicles, I hurriedly said, "Gently,
gently , don't suck too hard on those testicles!"

"Hmm!" Aya relaxed her grip slightly, sucking the testicles a few more times before returning to the glans,
holding , licking the urethral opening with her tongue, and then licking around the glans a few times.

I could only close my eyes, my breathing becoming heavier and heavier, making muffled panting sounds.
Although Aya's vagina was tight, and the feeling of my penis being tightly wrapped by her vagina during thrusting was comfortable, this oral
service was even better.

A-tou had her back to me, her head bowed, busy on my penis, sometimes sucking it, sometimes licking
the glans, sometimes sucking my testicles, making me feel incredibly happy.

Suddenly, A-tou stopped all her movements, turned to me and said, "Brother! Is this okay?"

"Yes, of course it's okay, you're sucking very well, I feel very comfortable, just like this!"

"But my head is sore!" A-tou protested.

"Okay, I'll teach you another move!" I paused and then said, "Turn your butt towards my face, come on!"

"Oh! Like this!" A-tou straddled me, pressing her entire vulva against my face, turned her head,
and took my penis into her mouth again, making it 69.

Watching A-tou's wet vulva cover my face, I placed my hands on the inside of A-tou's thighs, spread them apart, and
opened my mouth to lick her parted cleft hard.

A-tou hummed again with her mouth still holding my penis, and tightened her legs once more.

Her wide-open vagina faced me, the vulva exposed without any pubic hair. The open vagina, the tender red opening
—at such close range, it felt like entering a blood-red world. I opened my mouth wide and licked her clitoris vigorously
, then stretched out my tongue and plunged it into her wide-open vagina. Her vaginal fluids dripped freely, my mouth
filled with both my own saliva and hers. My penis throbbed hard inside her mouth.

I don't know how much time passed, but with my mouth open, tongue out, and even my nose inside her vagina
, she moaned softly as she sucked on my penis. That numbing sensation returned
. I suddenly placed my hands on her buttocks, hugging her tightly, my mouth and nose completely
covered . A deep growl escaped my lips, my penis trembled, and a large amount of semen shot out.

Aya took my penis in her mouth tightly, all the way to the back of her throat, and streams of semen
shot straight into her throat.

Holding Aya's buttocks, my open mouth was buried tightly in her vagina, and her vaginal fluids flowed directly into my
mouth . Aya seemed to have another orgasm, but I was a little dazed from being sucked by her and didn't quite understand.

Time seemed to stand still. The 69 position remained unchanged, and my penis in Aya's mouth gradually softened. I
pushed and took a breath.

The orgasm was over, and my penis had softened. I patted Aya's buttocks and said, "Okay, get up."

Aya hummed again and sat up.

I lay there, placing my hands on A-tou's thighs, gently stroking her fair skin. "Little slut
, is it good?"

"You're still talking! You shot all over me!" A-tou pouted.

"I swallowed it! Yang essence nourishes the body! I swallowed all the lustful fluids you released."
I don't know if it's true or not, but since others said so, I just followed suit.

"Really!" A-tou laughed.

"Of course it's true, that's what the books say!" Once the lie started, I went all the way.

"Hmm, brother, I swallowed all your semen." A-tou said, reaching out to nudge my limp penis.

Still stroking A-tou's thighs, I sat up and said, "I'll teach you this oral sex today, was it good?"

"Hmm, next time I want to play this kind of—oral—sex—" A-tou giggled. My relationship with

A-

tou continued like this, with sex once or twice a week, each time extremely enjoyable.

Whenever Danbangke returned, A-tou was always home. He was very satisfied and would often bring me gifts
. Once, he gave my wife a beautiful jade bracelet, a vibrant green.
A-tou had given it to her, saying Danbangke had brought back two, one for each of them. My wife happily accepted it, and even now, more than 20
years later, the bracelet is still there, though she rarely wears it.

When A-tou left, she was crying, and Danbangke held my hand tightly, giving me another 20,000
yuan, repeatedly thanking me, which made me feel really embarrassed.

Not long after A-tou left, I moved, and from then on, I lost contact with her. She
was 18 when we first met; now, more than 20 years later, I wonder how she is doing.

Thinking about it now, this kind of good deed—playing with someone else's wife and taking money from her husband—is not only unprecedented, but probably
will never happen again.
[The End]

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Postscript:

I went back to the countryside for New Year's Day and returned on the evening of the third day, but couldn't access Yuanyuan, so I settled down to finish writing about Atou.
After finishing Atou, I suddenly remembered that I should write an epitaph for her or something. I rummaged through my belongings and found a
piece I wrote many years ago. Looking at it now, the quality isn't very good, but placing it at the end of Atou's piece can
express a kind of—or rather, a kind of remembrance—of Atou!

Old Dreams (Completed in October 1970)
I recall our first meeting
, her image floating in my heart.
Gentle and affectionate, her
beautiful face captivating.
A smile from her, my heart fluttering.
She was affectionate, but he was also willing to part.
Silent tears flowed as we parted, reluctant to leave . Now we are separated by thousands of miles, the night silent,
longing thoughts lingering . I recall the sweet scenes of yesteryear.

I wish I could go back to my youth.
(sofa, Yuanyuan, January 1999)

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