Fang Yaoying Series: Naked Night Angel (Part Two)

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Chapter 2 Fang Yaoying Series: The Naked Night Angel (Part Two)
After an unknown amount of time—perhaps only a few seconds, or perhaps an hour or two—Fang Yaoying's legs felt stiff, yet she still hadn't seen the person who had coughed. The motion-sensor lights went out.
She finally calmed herself and looked up. She could vaguely see a tiny red spark flickering at the corner of the stairs between the sixth and fifth floors, and a faint smell of smoke wafted over. Someone was smoking there.
At this moment, she felt relieved; no one had noticed her. However, she was also somewhat annoyed. What was he doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? Thinking back, she seemed to recognize the coughing sound; it must be Dr. Dong from the surgery department on the sixth floor.
Dr. Dong was a burly man, more like a butcher than a doctor, with lecherous eyes that were extremely unpleasant.
She'd heard that he had questionable morals, having affairs with many female patients and unclear relationships with several female nurses in the unit.
Once, she overheard the older female doctors gossiping, saying that Dr. Dong was a born lecher, needing to do "that" every day, and feeling restless if he didn't.
Some even said he'd done it with female patients in the operating room, incredibly bold.
Fang Yaoying disliked this man intensely; his shifty eyes always seemed to pierce her flesh whenever he looked at her, making him repulsive.
Thinking of this, she secretly wondered, "Is Dr. Dong staying up so late waiting for someone?" She'd heard many stories about doctors on duty having affairs, but this was the first time she'd witnessed it firsthand, and she was quite curious.
Unfortunately, now wasn't the time for curiosity. If he discovered her, she'd be the lamb to the slaughter, no need for other women.
With this thought, she tiptoed carefully along the shadows of the wall, avoiding the faint light filtering through the stairwell window, towards the fifth-floor stairwell door.
She was at the corner between the fourth and fifth floors, while Dr. Dong was at the corner between the fifth and sixth floors. They were both about the same distance from the stairwell door. However, Dr. Dong was smoking and wouldn't necessarily be staring intently at the fifth floor. As long as she was careful, it seemed there shouldn't be any problem.
To avoid attracting attention, Fang Yaoying hunched over, walking along the snow-white wall. Fortunately, her fair skin blended seamlessly into the darkness against the white wall, with only her two pink nipples faintly visible.
Finally reaching the fifth-floor stairwell, Fang Yaoying glanced back at the red dot of light diagonally above, secretly pleased with herself. A mischievous thought suddenly arose, and almost unconsciously, she straightened up, displaying her perfect body in the dark corner.
Dr. Dong never imagined that Fang Yaoying, the city hospital's most beautiful woman, the most delicate flower, who always aroused him whenever he saw her, was now standing less than four meters away from him, completely naked. Her large breasts, which he had longed for, were trembling slightly, her smooth abdomen, slender waist, and her perfectly shaped pubic hair were completely exposed. With just a cough, he could feast his eyes on this boundless spring scenery, see this curvaceous and hot beauty clearly, and even use it as leverage to turn this fiery beauty into his plaything, to ravage her at will. Unfortunately,
he didn't have that luxury. Fang Yaoying's breathing was slightly rapid; she too was aroused by this unusual stimulation, and she stroked her crotch vigorously for a while, secretly smearing her sweet nectar on the stair railing. "
You got your chance, but you didn't cherish it!" "I'll give you one more chance. If you hold onto the handrail when you go downstairs, you'll be able to touch your own honey!" Although she was aroused and wanted to relieve herself with her fingers, Fang Yaoying knew this wasn't the place. She quickly slipped into the fifth-floor corridor and darted into the adjacent women's restroom.
The corridor was quiet, without a sound. After waiting for a while, Fang Yaoying finally relaxed.
She was right; she had been too nervous. The west side of the fifth floor was the ophthalmology ward, which was usually sparsely populated, and with fewer patients this season, it was practically empty.
The nurses on duty were all at the nurses' station in the middle of the floor; they should all be asleep at this time. Right now, only Xue Mei and her husband were on the west side of the fifth floor. Now that Xue Mei was gone, why would anyone be there? Thinking this, Fang Yaoying immediately relaxed, took long, slender steps, and quietly left the restroom.
In the dim, uneven lighting, in the quiet corner of the fifth floor, a flawless, incredibly long, jade-like leg suddenly emerged from the women's restroom. This leg, as white as snow, was perfectly rounded and shapely, even appearing translucent in the hazy light. If a man were standing at the door, just seeing this beautiful leg would likely cause him to become hard-pressed and unable to control himself.
It was simply too perfect; this one beautiful leg alone was enough to keep him entertained all night.
However, what was even more arousing was that after this beautiful leg descended, a graceful body immediately appeared: a slender waist that could be encircled with one hand, a pert, arched buttocks, and above that, a pair of F-cup breasts, round and seemingly about to burst forth, with pink nipples trembling gently. Emerging from the restroom was a beautiful young woman, completely naked.
Look at that figure, her exaggerated S-curve is in no way inferior to that of a young girl, yet the mature charm she
exudes in every gesture is unmatched by any young woman. Especially her stunningly beautiful face beneath her long, jet-black hair, it's simply irresistible. This isn't a white-clad angel healing the sick and saving lives; she's practically a wanton goddess who has emerged from the abyss of desire.
Her eyes darted around cautiously, Fang Yaoying cautiously surveying her surroundings. Perhaps after her masturbation in the duty room and her indulgence in the stairwell, she had inexplicably become bolder. The innate fear and shyness she felt upon undressing had largely dissipated, as if what she was experiencing was a series of levels in a game.
She discovered that as long as she remained calm and resourceful, she could find a way to accomplish anything. This intrigued her, making her fall in love with this seemingly challenging game.
In her younger days, she was fearless, but unfortunately, after marriage, although her life with her husband was passionate and inseparable, something seemed to be missing.
Only now did she realize that this was the thrill she craved. It made her feel as if she had returned to the days when she tasted the forbidden fruit, everything so fresh and exciting.
She never imagined that simply removing a layer of clothing could bring such immense pleasure. "
I love this game!" Her legs were still trembling, clearly not yet recovered from the earlier stimulation, yet her crotch was already overflowing with fluid. Perhaps this pleasure of exposure was what truly stimulated her libido, allowing her to reach the peak of pleasure, and the exploration of the unknown ahead was precisely the source of its enjoyment. After a moment of
wild thoughts, Fang Yaoying swayed her hips and slowly moved forward. Unlike her previous timidity, now it was as if a shackle had been broken within her, and she walked with the quiet elegance she displayed in the hospital, yet this noble demeanor could not conceal the reality of her complete nakedness. But for some reason, the more naked she was, the more her inner fire burned, and she found endless joy in it.
Room 507.
Before her lay the hospital room where Xue Mei's husband was. As her hand touched the cold doorknob, a sudden tremor ran through her.
She was completely naked, entering a man's room. She felt like a shameless harlot, brazenly exposing her alluring body in the middle of the night to a strange man, offering herself to him.
At this moment, excuses like looking for clothes could no longer conceal the burning desire within her. Fang Yaoying gritted her teeth, and for some reason, the simple and honest face of Xue Mei's husband, A Qiang, suddenly flashed through her mind, only to merge with her own handsome husband's face, becoming indistinguishable.
*Click*, the door opened.
A small crack appeared in the dimly lit hospital room, letting in a pale light from the corridor. Then, an exquisitely beautiful body was revealed: snow-white, alabaster-like skin, round and perky F-cup breasts with pink nipples, and a large, shapely bottom that would make any man swoon—all fully displayed in that crack.
A slightly foul odor wafted in; the room had no windows, clearly because of A Qiang's injuries.
This poor young man had been injured in the eyes by flying iron filings at the construction site, and his body was also wounded by falling steel bars. Even his hands were wrapped in bandages, and now he lay quietly on the bed.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, the last vestiges of reason told Fang Yaoying that doing this was utterly shameful, yet a strange impulse compelled her to take the first step. "
He's just blind, what's there to be afraid of? Even if I stand naked in front of him, he can't take advantage of me."
With this thought, she calmed herself, quickly went inside, and closed the door behind her. Her heart pounded like a rabbit's.
Though she said that, this was the first time she had ever stood naked before a man other than her husband. Countless lecherous men had lusted after her beautiful body, but who would have thought she would end up with a country bumpkin? Heavy breathing echoed in the room. She took a deep breath, her nostrils filled with the man's strong scent, a scent like an aphrodisiac, crashing against her body, pounding against her internal organs.
The faint starlight streamed into the room through the window. After a moment of adjustment, Fang Yaoying was finally able to see the room clearly.
Three hospital beds were arranged in the room. On the middle bed, a robust young man lay flat, his eyes wrapped in thick gauze. A thin blanket covered only up to his waist, completely revealing his strong and muscular body.
Where were his clothes? Poor Dr. Fang, she thought, "When have I ever stolen anything?" She looked around but found the surroundings clean, with only a thin blanket beside her.
Helpless, she could only quietly approach the sleeping A-Qiang. Her eyes fell upon A-Qiang's strong upper body; years of hard work had left him with clearly defined muscles, and his bulging contours exuded masculine power. Fang Yaoying's heart skipped a beat; what a strong body.
Looking further down, it was clear that the blanket had fallen askew due to the heat, and at the edge of the blanket, Ah Qiang's manhood was faintly visible, making Fang Yaoying spit out her contempt.
These scoundrels in the operating room, they'd do anything for money, clearly taking advantage of Ah Qiang and his wife being from the countryside. Eye surgery shaving, and they even shaved off all their body hair? Ah Qiang's flat, strong abdomen, with each breath, revealed the shape of
his bulging muscles, but further inside, it was completely smooth, with only a small part of his penis peeking out, making Fang Yaoying blush deeply. So big! Ah Qiang was actually a year younger than her, but years of hard work had made his body as solid as cast iron, especially his manhood, now shaved, looking even more menacing and alluring.
Although only a small portion of the base was visible, and it wasn't erect, the size and girth still made Fang Yaoying blush and her breathing quicken.
Ugh! A-Qiang was clearly not sleeping soundly; he suddenly stretched his leg, and the blanket was immediately pulled back, falling under his armpit. In an instant, the man's strong scent hit her, causing Fang Yaoying, who was about to take a deep breath to calm herself, to freeze abruptly. Her nose and mouth were filled with the masculine scent of the man's lower body.
She realized she had been so engrossed in watching that she hadn't noticed how close she was, almost touching his crotch.
The blanket was pulled back, and in an instant, A-Qiang's large, drooping manhood was revealed. The sight of the monstrous member so close startled Fang Yaoying, and she quickly backed away. But a sharp pain shot through her buttocks, and her body instinctively swayed to the side, accidentally falling onto A-Qiang's naked body.
Pain???
Half-asleep, A-Qiang suddenly frowned and mumbled loudly, startling Fang Yaoying. She then noticed several purple welts on A-Qiang's strong upper body, clearly from being hit by a heavy object.
Seeing A-Qiang about to wake up, the panicked, naked Dr. Fang grabbed at the nearby cabinet, but grasped only a palm-sized bottle, spilling some cold liquid onto A-Qiang.
Surprisingly, the liquid stopped A-Qiang's struggles, and he appeared to be enjoying it.
Medicated oil? Fang Yaoying then realized what she had grabbed—the medicated oil she had seen Xue Mei apply to A-Qiang during the day. No wonder he wasn't struggling; it was a conditioned reflex in his sleep.
She poured some more, and A-Qiang's breathing indeed became steady again. Fang Yaoying finally breathed a long sigh of relief, but then realized her condition was rather unsightly.
The man on the bed lay naked, and she, too, was completely naked, half-leaning against him, her slender waist draped over the edge of the bed. Her round breasts were pressed against Ah Qiang's rough hands. Although the lower half of his palms were wrapped in gauze, the four fingertips were exposed, and coincidentally, the pink buds of her full breasts were wedged between his fingers.
Perhaps driven by male instinct, Ah Qiang's fingers, touching her wonderfully round breasts, unconsciously began to gently caress them even in his sleep. A jolt of electricity swept through Fang Yaoying's body, almost making her moan aloud.
Having not touched a man for half a month, now enveloped by this strong masculine scent, Fang Yaoying's groin was already wet and sticky. The slightly rough yet provocative kneading sent shivers down her spine, leaving her limp and powerless.
What a devil!
Gritting her teeth in resentment, Fang Yaoying wanted to get up, but fearing she would wake A-Qiang, she could only pour some more medicated oil and gently apply it to A-Qiang's strong upper body.
A faint pain came from her buttocks, making Fang Yaoying feel even more ashamed.
She knew what had happened. Half a month ago, her husband was about to go abroad, and the thought of not seeing each other for two months naturally led the inseparable couple to have a farewell battle.
During their wild lovemaking, her husband slammed her onto the table and thrust violently. After their wild and unrestrained battle, they discovered that Fang Yaoying's snow-white buttocks had actually bruised a small, purplish mark on the corner of the table.
Although half a month had passed, the bruise had long since faded to a small, reddish mark the size of a child's palm, but it was still somewhat painful to the touch.
It was precisely because she touched this mark that she had foolishly fallen into A-Qiang's arms. If her husband knew about this, she wondered what his expression would be. Would he regret his recklessness in letting his beloved wife be taken advantage of? Her hands aimlessly slid the medicated oil along her skin, and the thought of their passionate encounter before her husband left made her heart burn with rage.
That night, they should have enjoyed a wonderful time together, allowing her to indulge herself to her heart's content. But because of this mark, they couldn't continue, and it had to end abruptly.
And it was that incident that had left her with a burning desire for the past two weeks, an unquenchable fire within her.
As she drifted off into her own thoughts, her delicate hands suddenly slipped, touching something that felt like a dead snake—slippery and incredibly elastic.
Oh dear! Dr. Fang, already flushed, blushed even more deeply. She had accidentally grabbed Ah Qiang's thick, erect penis.
Although it wasn't erect, its enormous size made her heart pound. Through her blurry eyes, she saw the slick, python-like thing in her hand, elastic yet firm, and for a moment, she found herself reluctant to let go.
What was she doing?! Fang Yaoying's face turned red to the roots of her neck. She suddenly realized her mistake. In this usually solemn hospital, she had come naked in the middle of the night, like a wanton woman, swaying her large breasts, onto a naked stranger, and even playing with his enormous penis. How could she do something so shameful? She had come to find clothes! She recoiled as if electrocuted, but the warm, substantial feeling of holding it still lingered in her fingertips, causing Fang Yaoying's breathing to quicken again.
As if by instinct, A-Qiang's fingers, which were pinching her pink nipple, tightened their grip again. Already restless and aroused, Fang Yaoying let out a soft moan and collapsed onto the bedside, her eyes glazed, involuntarily grasping the man's massive member once more.
The hot, thick thing, the intoxicating feel—Fang Yaoying's fair, smooth hands continued to knead and rub A-Qiang's penis.
This made A-Qiang's breathing increasingly rapid, but Fang Yaoying seemed oblivious, even forgetting that A-Qiang had released her nipple at some point.
Seeing the massive, crimson member grow larger with each rub, Fang Yaoying couldn't resist reaching her other hand down to her crotch. Her hand, slick with medicinal oil, touched her tender, moist petals, sending waves of intense pleasure through her body. At that moment, her large, round breasts trembled, and her lower body felt like it was on fire, her juices flowing freely and covering her long, beautiful legs.
"Xue Mei?"
Suddenly, A-Qiang, lying on the bed, spoke, startling Fang Yaoying. Hearing the voice, she was so frightened she almost dropped what she was holding and fled. What was she doing? Touching someone else's penis in the middle of the night, acting like a wanton harlot, and what was most embarrassing was that she had offered herself up! But before she could turn around, A-Qiang's hand, wrapped in thick gauze, bypassed her slender waist and suddenly reached down to her crotch.
The man's strong, powerful arms pressed tightly against her skin, the intense heat instantly making Fang Yaoying almost limp.
It turned out that Dr. Fang's most sensitive spot was her slender, almost delicate waist, and now, with the man's embrace, she was completely unable to move.
No wonder, Ah Qiang was a good 1.87 meters tall, with thick, long, and strong arms; even in a normal situation, let alone when they were in a state of passion, it would be difficult to break free.
Although his hands were wrapped in gauze, Ah Qiang clearly knew how to use them, reaching down to Fang Yaoying's crotch, his fingers sliding along the fine black silk stockings, pressing against her pubic bone. In an instant, all her defenses crumbled! Although she knew she was very sensitive, that even a light touch from her husband would send her into a frenzy, making her weak and limp,
Fang Yaoying hadn't expected that under such stimulation, her sensitivity would be amplified to another level. The mere touch almost brought her to the brink of orgasm.
Hmm! A seductive moan escaped her delicate nose, further fueling Ah Qiang's lust. His massive erection stiffened, its thick, menacing shape fully revealed in Fang Yaoying's soft, smooth hands, almost causing her to gasp. "
Xue'er!"
Ah Qiang twisted his body, his stubble-covered face landing on Fang Yaoying's firm, round, snow-white buttocks, the kind that would intoxicate any man.
A slight stinging sensation emanated from Fang Yaoying's tender, white skin, the stinging of his stubble only intensifying his desire.
Fang Yaoying's exceptionally soft skin, sucked and teased by his lips, trembled like jelly, revealing alluring, undulating waves, further igniting his passion.
"Xue'er, you've gotten even softer..."
he murmured to himself, his tongue greedily tracing the firm buttocks. Such teasing had already made the lustful woman in his arms unable to control herself.
He thought the naked beauty in his arms was his beloved wife, but little did he know that he was holding the goddess of every man's dreams in the city hospital. Gasping for breath, Fang Yaoying almost fainted, letting out muffled groans.
This Ah Qiang had mistaken her for Xue Mei! She knew she was far more beautiful than Xue Mei, which slightly displeased her, but this displeasure was instantly overwhelmed by intense pleasure.
It's no wonder Ah Qiang mistook her; he was blind, his hands were wrapped in thick bandages, and only four fingertips could reach anything. Fang Yaoying's figure was similar to Xue Mei's—high hips and large breasts—and especially since Ah Qiang was lying on the bed, it was difficult to discern Fang Yaoying's height, so being mistaken was inevitable.
Come to think of it, besides his wife, what other woman would come to his side naked in the middle of the night and play with his large penis? Thinking this, Fang Yaoying, though shy, finally felt relieved. She figured that as long as she pretended to be shy and kept quiet, A-Qiang wouldn't be able to tell she was someone else. Maybe she could slip away once A-Qiang fell asleep again.
Before she could even vaguely understand why she was so pleased that A-Qiang couldn't find out, instead of fleeing the ward, A-Qiang's strong arm suddenly pulled her close, pressing her fair body against his. Fang Yaoying's upper body was instantly pressed against A-Qiang's naked, muscular body, covered in medicated oil. Her soft, elastic breasts were immediately pressed into two round, white mounds, but the pink nipples remained hard and erect, constantly scraping against the man's strong upper body as she moved. The sharp angles of his upper body scraping against her pink nipples created a strangely stimulating sensation that almost made Fang Yaoying faint.
Before she could even struggle to her feet, another hand, wrapped in gauze, had already cupped her ample breasts in its palm, kneading them incessantly.
Clearly, men are driven by their lower instincts; her hand was injured, and her body ached, but Ah Qiang seemed oblivious, continuing to wantonly fondle the naked, voluptuous woman in his arms.
No! This isn't her husband! What am I doing? Fang Yaoying was startled. In the final moments of her infatuation, she suddenly remembered her identity, and even more so, her husband far away in a foreign land. She tried to struggle to her feet, to escape this place that had driven her to such madness.
However, to her surprise, Ah Qiang didn't just have one hand grasping her large breasts; his other hand suddenly lifted her knees, and before she could even react, his stubble-covered face and large mouth were already deeply embedded in her full, white buttocks! Huh? ??? With a soft moan, Fang Yaoying's last shred of reason was shattered by this sudden action. A-Qiang's nimble tongue and fiery lips had already explored her two pink, honey-drenched petals, sucking them forcefully. His probing tongue roamed between the most alluring crevices of Dr. Fang's body, occasionally brushing against her already swollen and glistening clitoris, instantly sending shivers of spasms through her entire body. "
No, don't do this! I'm Dr. Fang Yaoying, not your wife! You can't do this to me!" she screamed inwardly. However, her body, limp with desire, could only writhe weakly, seemingly teasing the man and further fueling his lust. "
So fragrant..."
His tongue darted nimbly through the narrow, wet passage, sometimes popping out, sometimes contracting, making Fang Yaoying's whole body hot, and her lower body gushed with honey-like fluid. It was a long time before A-Qiang's tongue finally left those two wet petals, but the glistening honey-like fluid still flowed freely along the narrow, pink passage, looking extremely lewd.
"Xue'er, you smell so good! Your husband hasn't touched you in half a year. Please, give me one more time!"
It turned out that A-Qiang had woken up sometime earlier. As he spoke, his large mouth once again pressed against her swollen labia. The man's sucking made Fang Yaoying want to cry, the intense pleasure was something she had never experienced before.
She knew a little about Xue-mei and her husband's situation. A-Qiang worked in the city year-round, while Xue-mei stayed home to take care of the children, only returning for a month in the winter. If it weren't for her injury and hospitalization, the two might not have been able to reunite for a long time.
Trusting Dr. Fang, Xuemei hesitantly inquired about Aqiang's injuries and whether he could engage in strenuous exercise. As a doctor, Fang Yaoying naturally disapproved of such behavior. The honest Xuemei, clearly following Fang Yaoying's advice, gave Aqiang absolutely no chance; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so insatiably horny.
However, what she never expected was that her suggestion of abstinence to Xuemei would plunge her into a deep abyss of desire. If Aqiang had been satisfied with Xue'er, he probably wouldn't have been so impulsive! Ah Qiang's tongue roamed incessantly within the tender petals of her vagina, sucking the sweet nectar, causing Fang Yaoying to tremble all over. Especially in the hospital ward at night, the unusual stimulation fueled her desire. Her snow-white skin was now flushed red, writhing like a beautiful snake. Her beautiful legs involuntarily tightened and straightened. Suddenly, she let out a muffled groan, her lower body contracting violently. Her tender buttocks almost swallowed Ah Qiang's entire face as a gush of sweet nectar gushed out, and she reached orgasm under such circumstances.
The young woman's sweet nectar splattered all over Ah Qiang's face. Ah Qiang had never imagined that his beautiful wife could have such a lewd side. The flood of fluids, like a high-pressure water jet, gushed out. He sensed something was wrong and tried to pull away, but the alluring flesh and the hazy depths seemed to have a strange suction that made it impossible for him to break free. Especially her increasingly plump and tender buttocks, which contracted and tightened, making it impossible to move an inch. Large gushes of nectar flowed into his mouth, almost overwhelming him with the surging tide, instantly splattering his head and face.
A feeling of weakness washed over him. Fang Yaoying inwardly cried out in alarm. Her sensitive body, once it reached orgasm, would become completely limp and vulnerable, like a sitting duck. She never expected to reach the peak of pleasure under these circumstances.
Unfortunately, she was no longer able to think. The intense pleasure and stimulation almost suffocated her. A-Qiang mumbled something, and with a gentle push of his right arm, lifted Fang Yaoying's slender waist off the bed. Her long, beautiful legs were grasped by his large hand, and he thrust upwards. A burning sensation immediately followed from her lower body, still incredibly sensitive from her recent orgasm. When she came to her senses, she suddenly realized that she was straddling A-Qiang's bare abdomen.
Years of hard work had left A-Qiang with no excess fat, his abdomen a defined mass of muscles. The soft flesh rubbing against those muscles sent waves of tingling pleasure through her most private and sensitive areas, reigniting the flames of desire within her.
Starlight dappled the window of room 507, falling on the bed near the window.
In the stillness of the night, who could have imagined that in the solemn and dignified city hospital, a ward on the fifth floor was a scene of unbridled passion, a display of extreme lewdness.
The air was thick with the masculine scent of men and the lustful aroma of women's fluids, a mixture that acted like a potent aphrodisiac, irresistible and unsettling.
On the second bed near the window lay a robust body, sharply defined and muscular, while a snow-white body straddled him.
The stark contrast between black and white made the scene incredibly provocative, especially the woman's curvaceous, voluptuous figure, so alluring it almost made one gasp, raising the temperature several degrees.
Even in the dim light, one could clearly see the enormous, pinkish-white breasts, easily an F-cup, with their pale pink areolas almost white, revealing the incredible whiteness of this stunning beauty's skin. Even the small nipples were a mere pale color.
In stark contrast to these enormous breasts was her slender, almost sinful, waist, which seemed unable to support such massive breasts, now swaying like a water snake.
Her round, full, pert buttocks undulated slightly, and the woman's tofu-like white skin rippled with a jelly-like sheen as she moved.
Her long, slender legs straddled the man's waist, her knees touching the upper edge of his ribcage, demonstrating just how long those legs were.
And looking further up, anyone who knew her would likely be stunned.
That stunningly beautiful face, that intoxicated expression, in the quiet, deserted night, on top of a strange man, this gorgeous woman writhing like a wanton harlot—it was
none other than Fang Yaoying, the renowned beauty of the city hospital, known for her aloofness and haughtiness. This goddess in the hearts of all men, who would have given no attention to other men, was now running naked from the fourth to the fifth floor, straddling a man, her body exposed, her large breasts being roughly kneaded by his rough hands, her face flushed with lust, her clothes itching with unbearable itch. At this moment, Fang Yaoying felt almost lost in the abyss of desire. Between her plump, smooth buttocks, a huge, hot object was tightly gripped, its astonishing heat and thickness striking her heart like a giant hammer.
Yet, she persisted, for she could not betray her husband. But his image was shattered, vanished like a bubble, by wave after wave of pleasure.
Unable to speak, her struggles seemed like deliberate provocation to the strong A-Qiang, her limp body fueling his lust.
"No!" she cried out in panic, but A-Qiang's hand, restless, suddenly reached for Fang Yaoying's waist. Her most sensitive spot blurred her vision, and she gasped, half-falling down, her large, round breasts swaying against A-Qiang's lips.
In the dim light, although A-Qiang was blindfolded, his well-defined face was quite handsome, though the mess of honey-like fluid on his face somewhat marred his appearance.
Although he couldn't see, he clearly smelled the fragrance of the young woman's breasts. With a slight lift of his head, he immediately took one of Fang Yaoying's pink nipples into his mouth, sucking and licking it incessantly.
Fortunately, her large breasts distracted him, especially since the gauze on his hand clearly hindered his senses. Otherwise, just by reaching out and touching Fang Yaoying's waist, he could have clearly distinguished that the wanton beauty straddling him wasn't his beloved wife, Xue'er.
After all, women with such large breasts and such a slender waist were rare; Xue'er's waist was at least slightly plump, and her skin was relatively rough.
However, at this moment, Fang Yaoying no longer cared whether she would be discovered, because with her sensitive nipple being invaded, she was completely intoxicated in the abyss of desire.
She leaned forward, letting the man lick and suck her nipples incessantly. His nimble tongue teased her nipples as if his skillful hands were plucking at her heartstrings, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her body.
Her delicate arms, limp and powerless, supported her on either side of the man's head. Her serpentine waist twisted with increasing urgency, for this position fully exposed her swollen, translucent clitoris, which was rubbing against the man's slightly rough skin. And because of this position, the huge, hot, hard penis that had been nestled between her buttocks slid down her tailbone, sweeping across her
tender anus, finally reaching the hot, muddy entrance to her paradise, forcefully forcing open her two pink petals.
No! I can't lose my virginity to him! Startled, Fang Yaoying, being a woman, naturally knew what the hard object pressing against her most private part was, and she was even more aware of what would happen next. She was suddenly shocked, clenched her teeth and tried to lift her weak and still somewhat limp body, but she didn't expect that her arms would be too weak to support her, and she would fall straight down, her huge pink breasts pressing against A-Qiang's face.

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