A Day in the Life of the Former Mayor

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The home of Vice Mayor Qiu in the municipal party committee compound is an elegant two-story detached house. The walls are covered with sparse green vines, and several flowering osmanthus trees line the path in front of the porch, their silver and gold blossoms exuding a delicate fragrance. In one corner, two rows of bonsai trees of various shapes are arranged in a staggered pattern, offering a touch of green amidst the withered yellow of autumn.

Inside, a graceful and stylish middle-aged woman is busy in the kitchen. The pleasant doorbell rings, and she quickly wipes her hands on a towel and runs to open the door.

"Mama Yu~! Hello, I'm here again." As the door opens, a tall, slender girl stands smiling sweetly at the entrance. Her skin is fair and delicate, her face oval, and her large, clear eyes bright and clear. Even without makeup, her natural beauty remains undiminished, especially the colorless lip balm she applies to prevent dryness, which makes her rosy lips appear even more alluring. Dressed in ordinary, unbranded casual wear, the girl's neat and beautiful appearance was accentuated by her clever styling, making her even more fresh and radiant.

"Come in quickly, don't stand in the doorway in the wind. It's gotten colder today, your hands are freezing," said the middle-aged woman, Yu Xinxi, with concern, taking the girl's hand and pulling her into the living room.

"It's alright, it's not winter yet, I'm not cold," the girl replied with a smile, concealing the chill she had picked up from cycling in the early autumn wind, looking at the woman's caring eyes.

Yu Xinxi looked at this girl, a few years younger than her daughter, with heartache. This pitiful girl was Pan Ying, the daughter of her husband's old classmate. Yu Xinxi remembered taking a liking to her the first time she visited with her father. Normally, she would casually brush off the requests from relatives and friends through her husband's connections.

But after learning about the well-behaved and clever girl's experience of losing her mother at a young age, she felt genuine love and pity for her. The loneliness of her daughter's absence further intensified this affection, and from then on, Pan Ying was treated like a daughter. Yu Xinxi always prepared delicious food for the girl during her breaks or free time, using the excuse of helping with housework to invite her over for meals. She would specifically choose the morning, otherwise the sensible girl would always be a little reserved, hurriedly saying goodbye after helping with the chores and refusing to stay for dinner.

"Yingying~! Look at your mother's memory! Your favorite beef stew is in the pot!" Thinking of nourishing the slightly thin girl, Yu Xinxi quickly went into the kitchen to prepare the almost-finished stew, along with a few side dishes, so the girl could have some nourishment.

"Let me help you. Uncle Qiu isn't resting today?" The sensible girl quickly followed into the kitchen, always thinking of repaying the family that had helped her achieve her dream career. Being able to help Yu Xinxi with housework made her very happy. The clever and quick-witted Pan Ying had long realized that doing housework was just an excuse; Yu Xinxi's true intention was to care for and protect her. Although she knew she was causing trouble for others, Pan Ying, who had lost her mother's warmth at the age of thirteen, couldn't help but want to be close to Yu Xinxi, because she could feel the maternal warmth and doting love she had dreamed of by her side.

"Don't worry about your Uncle Qiu, he's busy with work, social engagements, meetings, he never has a fixed time. My daughter and I will eat by ourselves, let him drink the MSG soup from outside," Yu Xinxi teased her husband as she happily prepared lunch. The girl was used to the absence of the male head of the household, and she and Yu Xinxi chatted and laughed in the kitchen like mother and daughter, their hearts filled with warmth.

"Clang... Ouch!" A sound of something breaking and a cry of surprise came from the kitchen.

"Don't pick it up, be careful not to cut your hand!" It turned out that Yu Xinxi had slipped and broken a bowl of sauce.

The two of them hurriedly grabbed tools to clean up, and finally the kitchen was clean again. Due to the accident, Pan Ying was splashed with some sauce, and even a small amount had seeped into her clothes, her delicate skin even feeling a little oily and cool.

"Oh dear! Yingying, you're all dirty. It's all my fault for being careless." Yu Xinxi apologized profusely when she saw the sauce stains on Pan Ying's clothes and pants, urging the girl to quickly take a shower and change. Pan Ying declined, feeling a little embarrassed to change at someone else's house, but feeling the grease on her body, she, who had always been a bit of a germaphobe, finally agreed.

In Qiu Lixin's luxurious bathroom, Pan Ying had just taken off her coat to wash when Yu Xinxi opened the door and handed in a few changes of clothes. "These are my daughter's. I don't know if they'll fit, she's not as tall as you." Seeing that the clothes were clearly from a high-end brand, Pan Ying politely declined, "Thank you, Aunt Yu, I'll just wash my own clothes." "Still being polite with me? But you're actually about the same size, it should be fine." Yu Xinxi pretended to be angry, put the clothes down without allowing any refusal, and left.

Pan Ying could only accept her kindness. Actually, she was quite happy to see the bright and fashionable clothes. After all, she was a young girl who loved beauty, and she would want to try on pretty clothes. Besides, she would feel very uncomfortable wearing stained clothes home, as she had always loved cleanliness.

Yu Xinxi thought she should find an opportunity to buy her some pretty clothes. Her father, Pan Hua, was really something, letting such a lovely girl wear cheap clothes; it was like a pearl being tarnished. As she pondered this, she casually closed the bathroom door. On her way to the kitchen, she suddenly remembered that all the sauce from lunch had been spilled. How was she going to cook? She turned around and hurriedly went to the bedroom to grab her wallet

and went out. Qiu Lixin returned home. He had missed his wife who was out shopping. He had some free time at noon and decided to come home for a home-cooked meal. He was tired of those banquets; his wife's cooking was much more comforting and warming. As soon as he entered the house, not even noticing whether his wife was home, Qiu Lixin, feeling the urge to urinate, went straight to the bathroom.

The door wasn't locked. Yu Xinxi was thinking about buying clothes for the girl when she closed the door and didn't press the lock button on the handle. Qiu Lixin sensed something was off in the bathroom before opening the door, naturally assuming it was his wife inside. Being an old married couple, he entered without hesitation. But he was immediately stunned. In the bathroom, which had clearly just had a hot shower, the steam hadn't completely dissipated, and the young girl drying herself with her back to the door wasn't his wife.

Pan Ying, who had just finished showering and was facing away from the door, was drying her naked, youthful, and alluring body with a towel. Hearing the noise, she assumed it was Yu Xinxi again and didn't pay much attention.

Qiu Lixin was captivated by the alluring scene in the bathroom. The young girl's body was smooth and delicate after the hot shower; her snow-white skin had a slight pinkish tinge, seemingly fragile and as tender and smooth as a baby's. Her slender, alluring figure flowed along her rounded, jade-like shoulders, her long, flowing black hair cascading down her alabaster-like back, the stark contrast of black and white highlighting her fair, jade-like skin. The curves of her back, not fully covered, were graceful and slender, and below, her firm, bouncy buttocks trembled alluringly with the movement of her fair, delicate arms. Following the curve of her pert bottom, her two shapely, long, and straight legs extended to her feet, flawless, smooth, and jade-like. Her sexy little feet, like jade carvings, were breathtakingly alluring.

Pan Ying wiped herself a few times before realizing that Yu Xinxi had entered without a sound. Turning around, she saw Qiu Lixin in the doorway and exclaimed, "Ah…!"

Her naked virgin body, never exposed to a man since she was old enough to understand, had been witnessed by Qiu Lixin today. Overwhelmed with shame and fear, she wished she could disappear into the ground. A blush instantly spread across her fair cheeks, the color even extending to her delicate neck, making her alluring. She gasped in surprise, her hands frantically clutching her well-developed breasts, forgetting to cover her most intimate area. In her bewildered terror, her mind seemed to short-circuit, and she stood there, proudly displaying her seductive beauty.

Awakened by the girl's scream, Qiu Lixin awkwardly apologized repeatedly as he closed the bathroom door, even forgetting his earlier urge to urinate. Only when he reached the living room did he come to his senses, remembering that the youthful and alluring girl was his old classmate's daughter, Pan Ying, whom his overly loving wife often called over to help with housework.

Still mesmerized by the stunning sight, Qiu Lixin lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa to calm his turbulent emotions.

Recalling the stunning feeling he had when he first met this youthful and beautiful girl, her innocence and freshness combined with her natural charm, two seemingly different qualities were perfectly combined in her, leaving even a seasoned man like him momentarily stunned.

Unlike his wife's maternal care, he felt a stirring of possessiveness towards this pure, fresh-faced girl with an innate charm—a man's natural desire to possess all beautiful things. However, she was his old classmate's daughter, and he tried his best to control his inappropriate thoughts, maintaining a minimum of humanity and rationality. When facing Pan Ying, he mostly felt simple admiration and affection.

Out of friendship with his old classmate Pan Hua and his appreciation for the girl, he did his best to secure her a job at the television station. It took him considerable effort; these kinds of jobs were highly sought after these days, with many capable people vying for the limited number of openings.

After a while, Pan Ying, having barely composed herself, timidly entered the living room wearing the clothes she had just changed. She shyly bid him farewell, saying, "Uncle Qiu... Uncle Qiu, my clothes got dirty. I took a shower and changed into my sister's clothes. I'll bring them back next time I wash them properly." Qiu Lixin, controlling his agitated state, adopted the demeanor of a proper elder, feigning apology to conceal his inner desires, and replied, "Uncle Qiu was being impolite just now. I'm sorry, Yingying. It's alright with the clothes, just wear them. My girl isn't here." Pan Ying gave a perfunctory reply, completely ignoring the girl Yu Xinxi was there, and like a fawn startled by a gunshot, she hurriedly made her way away.

When Yu Xinxi returned home after shopping, she was surprised to find her husband sitting in the living room, but Pan Ying was nowhere to be seen. She asked Qiu Lixin in confusion, "Lixin! Where's Yingying?" Qiu Lixin, who had finally calmed down, quickly lied, "Yingying received a phone call, it seems there was something going on at the TV station this afternoon, so she rushed back." Although somewhat disappointed, seeing her husband, who rarely ate lunch at home, Yu Xinxi didn't pay much attention to the girl's hasty departure. A lunch that was utterly tasteless for Qiu Lixin ended amidst his wife's eager serving of food and warm, casual conversation. After this ordinary, warm family lunch, a tragic and illicit affair began.

As night deepened, another ordinary, busy day passed for Xinxi, but for Qiu Lixin, it was a day of astonishment. In the afternoon, he seemed lost in his own world in the office, idly reading the newspaper, drinking tea, and smoking. The image of that youthful, alluring, naked body from midday kept flashing through his mind, especially the image of the girl standing there, shy and terrified, before the door closed, revealing the triangle between her bare legs, her pale skin sparsely covered with soft, still-tender black silk, her full, prominent labia tightly closed into a small mound, with a hint of pink glimpse between them. This fleeting glimpse had him completely mesmerized.

Even now, lying in the bathtub, he was lost in thought, his eyes half-closed, not even noticing the water gradually cooling. Yu Xinxi, seeing him lingering in the tub for so long, grew impatient. Upon entering the room, Yu Xinxi saw Qiu Lixin lying in the bathtub, lost in thought. Assuming her husband was having work troubles, she immediately asked, without complaining, "Lixin! What's wrong? What's bothering you? The water's getting cold, be careful not to catch a cold!" His wife's anxious question made Qiu Lixin open his eyes. He quickly got up, grabbed a towel to dry himself, and replied, "Nothing, just a little tired, took a nap." Hearing Qiu Lixin's answer, Yu Xinxi was relieved. After all, her husband never hid work-related issues from her. She herself had been a senior civil servant, and her father was also a retired cadre, so she had seen a lot since childhood.

Whenever her husband faced career difficulties or needed to pull strings, he would consult her. Women's natural sensitivity to problems meant she could offer valuable advice when Qiu Lixin was undecided.

Since there were no problems, Yu Xinxi stopped showing concern and prepared to take a bath before bed. After changing the water in the bathtub, she said to her husband while taking off her clothes, "I'm going to take a bath too, you go out quickly." After graduating from high school, Yu Xinxi was specially recruited by her family to work as a clerk in the municipal party committee. At that time, she was in the prime of her youth. She wouldn't be called a stunning beauty, but she was young, pretty, slender, and had fair skin. Coupled with the generous and dignified temperament she had developed from her privileged family background, she was considered the most beautiful girl in the municipal party committee. Back then, countless young men wanted to win her heart. However, she had good taste and fell for Qiu Lixin, who was five years older than her, and didn't mind her husband's poor family background. This caused a stir in the party at the time, with people exclaiming, "All the good cabbages have been eaten by pigs!"

Watching his wife gradually reduce her covering, Qiu Lixin, who was wearing a bathrobe, stopped his steps towards leaving. Although his wife was forty-six, under the warm light, her gradually revealed body was still fair and delicate. Although her breasts were somewhat sagging, they still retained their fullness and elasticity. She usually took care of herself, and her figure was curvaceous and hadn't changed much compared to her youth, making her a beautiful woman in her prime.

He admired her and teased, "What haven't I seen on your body? Hmm... your figure is getting better and better." Yu Xinxi was naturally skilled at this kind of flirtatious banter between husband and wife. She continued to slowly remove her underwear and casually said, "I'm afraid other people have seen even more. How can an old woman like me have a figure as good as a young girl?" Qiu Lixin, who already had a guilty conscience, was startled: "What do you mean?" Yu Xinxi rolled her eyes at him: "There are many leaders who keep mistresses and go to prostitutes these days. Haven't you ever had any crooked thoughts?" Qiu Lixin had just misunderstood, thinking that his wife had found out about him seeing Pan Ying bathing during the day.

Hearing this, a huge weight lifted from her heart, and she immediately relaxed, laughing and saying, "Hehe~! How could I? Wildflowers can't compare to the fragrance of yours!" Yu Xinxi, who didn't reply, scoffed. In truth, she knew that the claim of no affair was unbelievable. In recent years, Qiu Lixin's career had soared, and his libido had only increased. She knew that while she was abroad with their daughter, Qiu Lixin was undoubtedly having affairs. However, Yu Xinxi was still relatively satisfied with her husband. She had seen officials cause chaos both at home and outside. At least Qiu Lixin was always cautious in this respect, never lingering over other women, and regularly fulfilling his duties. So she turned a blind eye, pretending not to know.

Then Qiu Lixin casually reached for Yu Xinxi's breasts, leering, "Who said you're old? Let me prove it." Since Qiu Lixin's increased sexual demands, Yu Xinxi's sense of crisis had grown stronger. To maintain the stability of her family and keep her husband's heart, Yu Xinxi, who had always been very careful about her appearance, specifically participated in slimming, beauty, and yoga activities. Therefore, with her pampered life and excellent care, she seemed to be getting younger, and her figure was far more voluptuous and beautiful than women her age.

Her husband's teasing and lewd words made Yu Xinxi quite proud, and she was quite satisfied with her still-attractive body. She couldn't help but place her hand on her flat, smooth abdomen and gently stroke it. Deliberately giving her husband a flirtatious wink, she swayed her plump, slightly sagging buttocks as she stepped into the bathtub.

Qiu Lixin followed closely behind, gently stroking his wife's smooth, white back, and said with a lewd grin, "Come on~! Let me help you wash." His groping hands made Yu Xinxi's fair back tingle with an itch, and small goosebumps rose from the stimulation of her pores. The middle-aged beauty turned her head and scoffed, "How annoying~! What have you been up to now? Unsolicited kindness always has ulterior motives." Qiu Lixin, sensing the hidden meaning in his wife's words, knew how to respond and continued with his next move, feigning ingratiating flattery, "It's only right for a husband to help his wife bathe. Let me rub you." As he spoke, he slipped his groping hands under Yu Xinxi's armpits and reached to her breasts, grabbing and kneading them. Yu Xinxi's large breasts immediately rippled, the two large brown nipples trembling. The middle-aged beauty, familiar with matters of the heart, was aroused and moaned softly, "Good husband, it feels so good."

As she spoke, her naked body leaned against Qiu Lixin. At this moment, she forgot all about showering; the slight jealousy that had just surfaced from imagining her husband's extramarital affairs naturally dissipated. Her fertile field, untouched for some time, gradually became moist. Her hands moved from her lower abdomen to her groin, kneading. The middle-aged beauty, her eyes gleaming with desire, her cheeks flushed. Knowing his wife wanted it, Qiu Lixin naturally didn't dare delay. He ripped off his bathrobe, fiddled with his member a few times, and because he had mounted hastily and his body was familiar with her, lacking passion, he, at his age, didn't immediately become erect.

Seeing her husband's barely moving penis, the middle-aged beauty, yearning for more, became anxious. She got up, reached out and grasped the still-erect member, buried her head in Qiu Lixin's thighs, and her sexy, red mouth took it in, gently and quickly sucking. With his wife's strong support, Qiu Lixin was also aroused. Although this kind of routine was not uncommon in his many years of sexual experience, it was still a unique kind of stimulation. He felt so good that his penis gradually became hard.

The middle-aged beauty felt the change in her husband's manhood with delight and quickly spat it out. Qiu Lixin, holding his penis, hurriedly twisted Yu Xinxi's voluptuous body forcefully, pressing her against the middle-aged beauty's back. Yu Xinxi, in perfect harmony, held onto the wall with one hand and grasped his penis behind her back with the other, guiding it into her fertile field of abundant moisture. She skillfully raised her fair, plump buttocks and spread her round, fleshy legs.

With the middle-aged beauty's natural cooperation, Qiu Lixin's penis pierced through the thick pubic hair, parted the moist labia, and the head of his penis, lubricated by the vaginal fluid, sliced through the fleshy walls, plunging into the familiar battlefield of years of battle. Yu Xinxi's fertile field, untouched for some time, was yearning for more. This sudden, full, and pleasurable thrust caused her to let out a joyful moan: "Oh..." Qiu Lixin knew perfectly well that this barely passable object wouldn't last long, so he had to finish quickly and began to work hard.

One was a middle-aged beauty, her fertile field waiting to be cultivated, being overwhelmed by the intense onslaught, panting and crying out: "Oh...so good...ah...harder...um...deeper..." The other, consumed by lust, was also enjoying the rapid thrusts, panting and growling: "Slutty wife, fuck...fuck you to death...ah..." The two naked worms were entering and exiting each other by the bathtub, the sounds of their bellies slapping against the middle-aged beauty's plump white buttocks, the sounds of their penises thrusting deep into her vagina, and the woman's lewd words and the man's obscene sounds echoing in the bathroom. Qiu Lixin, facing a middle-aged beauty who had been at it for years and whose birthmarks and body hair were clearly visible, ultimately lacked sexual interest. After about ten minutes of thrusting, he clearly felt he was almost done, moaning and releasing his load, thus completing his mission. The middle-aged beauty, clearly still wanting to reach her climax, cried out impatiently, "Slow down... wait... wait until I'm almost done..." Feeling her husband's ejaculation behind her, she could only pant softly and remain still with some regret.

Qiu Lixin was satisfied, having fulfilled his duty and relieved his pent-up desire. Yu Xinxi was slightly unsatisfied, but still considerate of her husband, she reluctantly cleaned herself up. After wiping themselves in the bathroom, the two went into the bedroom and chatted casually. Qiu Lixin knew that this middle-aged beauty, in her prime, hadn't been fully satisfied during their encounter in the bathroom, but there was nothing he could do. The familiarity of touching her left hand with her right hand was remarkable; since exercise wasn't working, he would try to soothe her with sweet words.

Yu Xinxi was slightly disappointed, but being a virtuous and considerate woman, she understood her husband and chatted about everyday things. The conversation drifted to the girl from lunchtime, and she even reminded Qiu Lixin, "Lixin~! Yingying has joined the TV station, but she's a newcomer doing odd jobs. I see Yingying's family is struggling financially. Could you look after her and get her a higher-paying, easier position? Yingying is like another little girl to me."

Intrigued by his wife's topic, Qiu Lixin quickly agreed, "No problem, such a… uh… such a clever and well-behaved girl, I'll naturally put in a good word for her." Speaking of Pan Ying, he couldn't help but think of the beautiful scene from lunchtime. He had originally wanted to say, "Such a sexy and charming…", but then realized that wasn't the tone of an elder, and quickly swallowed the words, changing his tone to "well-behaved." Yu Xinxi genuinely loved Pan Ying and wanted to show her concern. Hearing Qiu Lixin's affirmative reply, she contentedly closed her eyes, preparing to go to sleep.

Qiu Lixin, however, was wide awake and full of energy. He naturally wanted to get closer to Pan Ying. Before, he had only admired her beauty, but after the stunning scene at noon, his thoughts were wavering. His wife's words further stirred his mind, and the phrase "like his own daughter" filled his thoughts. His mind was filled with lustful fantasies, combined with the vivid images in his memory, and his penis began to stir.

Because of the indoor heating and their recent activity, Yu Xinxi was a little hot. She only covered herself with a corner of the blanket, her snow-white breasts half-exposed. Her round breasts bulged in a purplish-red lace bra, and her plump buttocks were covered by a sexy pair of sexy thong panties of the same color. The exposed areas were a patch of white, making the purplish-red color even more mysterious and alluring.

Two plump, pink legs were bent, exposed outside the blanket, shapely and sexy. Qiu Lixin's lust was aroused; the familiar sight before him was exceptionally tempting at this moment. His blood seemed to ignite, his mind went blank, and his body seemed to be propelled by an invisible force, suddenly pouncing on Yu Xinxi's body, his mouth repeatedly kissing and licking that white expanse.

The middle-aged beauty lived a wealthy and leisurely life, with abundant material conditions, and was in the prime of her life. She was not surprised but delighted by her husband's sudden action. The hardness pressing against her lower abdomen indicated Qiu Lixin's state; there was no trace of drowsiness. Like a little tiger, she tightly hugged her husband's hot body with her arms, and her legs were also somewhat restless, stretching and wriggling.

Qiu Lixin, at this moment, also wanted to last longer and properly comfort his thirsty wife. He endured, stood firm, and throbbed his penis, playing with the foreplay of sex. The middle-aged beauty, who had been left feeling sluggish after their previous, barely passable activity, couldn't take it anymore. She shoved her husband's face away, sat up, and pounced on him.

From her plump, sexy red lips, she spat out fiercely, "What, you're getting excited again? Never mind. This time, I'm going to fly first!"

Before Qiu Lixin could reply, she parted her snow-white, delicate legs, straddled her husband's thighs, grabbed his large, dark purple penis, and eagerly thrust it into her still-unmoistened vagina, lowering herself forcefully.

The middle-aged beauty rose and fell, arching her hips and twisting her waist in a show of pleasure. After a dozen or so thrusts, she felt the head of his penis, harder than before, almost touching the tender flesh of her cervix. Quite satisfied with her husband's extraordinary state, she eagerly swayed her hips, turning back and forth and side to side as she sat down, feeling the sensitive touch of the tender flesh in different parts of her vaginal canal. Gradually, her vaginal walls welled up with moist love juice, beginning to lubricate her slightly rough vulva from the friction of his penis.

Seeing his wife's eager and lustful appearance, Qiu Lixin understood perfectly well what was going on. He matched the rhythm of the middle-aged beauty, and they began to intercourse in a three-pronged manner. To further arouse her, he began to use three methods simultaneously: one hand vigorously squeezed and kneaded her dark brown nipples, while the other hand parted the middle-aged beauty's plump labia and played with her sensitive clitoris. He leered and deliberately uttered obscene words, teasing the middle-aged woman: "You slut, your pussy is still so tight, it feels so good." The middle-aged woman was aroused by this routine, and with the pleasure of her vagina being rubbed all over, she ignored her dignified and virtuous image and forced herself to groan and beg Qiu Lixin: "Push in harder... ah... you rascal... give it more force... oh... oh oh..."

Being stimulated from all three angles, she lost all sense of rhythm, wildly twisting and turning.

The middle-aged woman's breasts swayed, her crotch overflowing with vaginal fluid. Her full, snowy breasts bounced joyfully like white rabbits, and her dark, hairy triangle slapped against Qiu Lixin's messy crotch. Both of their private parts were sticky from the middle-aged woman's overflowing flood.

Qiu Lixin was incredibly aroused by the frenzied and lewd movements of his wife, who was usually quite demure in bed. Watching her plump, elastic breasts bounce before him, he couldn't help but thrust forward, opening his mouth wide to "ah-woo" and swallow her dark brown nipples, biting one and sucking the other, thoroughly enjoying himself.

The various stimulations and the impact of the hard object inside her aroused the middle-aged beauty. After more than a hundred thrusts, she felt her climax approaching and became even more agitated. With the arrival of her final climax, she cried out, "Finally...flying...flying...ahh...it's so beautiful!" Feeling the spasms and clenching of his wife's vaginal walls, and the tingling sensation of his penis head being soaked in her overflowing vaginal fluid, Qiu Lixin still had the strength to remain erect. He was extremely proud of himself for being able to make a middle-aged beauty utter lewd words and feel so blissful at his age. This was merely a manifestation of being overstimulated by lustful thoughts. Overstimulation in men usually results in rapid ejaculation, but sometimes it can lead to decreased sensitivity and prolonged ejaculation, which was the case with Qiu Lixin today.

Savoring the warm current and the sensation of being enveloped by her flesh, Qiu Lixin confidently began to unleash his true abilities. His successful career in recent years had fueled his sexual desire, leading him to frequent brothels and inevitably experience various techniques. He had also diligently studied and researched these techniques to demonstrate his enduring virility. Now, he occasionally used them on his wife to please her. Originally conservative and old-fashioned about sex, his experience in the brothels had taught him that women are more likely to reach another peak during the initial stages of orgasm.

Qiu Lixin, now considered a master of sex, didn't need to get up to remove his penis. He effortlessly pushed his wife down, leaning over her and pressing down on her. He lifted the middle-aged beauty's sexy, white legs onto his shoulders, and even pulled a pillow from behind to place under Yu Xinxi's plump, white buttocks. This position made the woman's genitals protrude, making it easier to penetrate deeper. With the man lifting her up, her legs were wide open, and her vagina was wide open, making it easier and more powerful to thrust.

Still savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, Yu Xinxi hadn't even reacted when she was deeply penetrated again. The forceful thrusting and the forward thrust of her lower body directly touched the tender flesh of her cervix. The tingling, electric shock-like sensation immediately forced her to cry out a long "...uh..."

Qiu Lixin, fueled by lust, vigorously explored the fertile field while crudely and loudly moaning, "You slut... fuck... fuck you to death..." This was a trick he'd learned from outside; normally dignified women found novelty, stimulation, and shame in such crude, rustic moans, which also aroused their primal desires. Therefore, his original name, "Xinxi," was replaced with "slut" during their lovemaking.

Sure enough, Yu Xinxi, flushed and alluring from the shameful and crude terms used in their sex life in recent years, blurted out a name she never used in daily life, replying, "You old slut... what medicine are you on today... so... so powerful..." The seasoned lover Qiu Lixin, aroused by his wife's questioning words, thrust even more vigorously, retorting, "Do I need medicine... slut... slut... if I don't take it, I'll make you feel good... if I do... I'll fuck you to death... oh..." His sensitive cavities, just touched by the spring tide... Tender flesh like hers couldn't withstand such methods. Amidst increasingly heightened pleasure and her husband's rough, lewd moans, Yu Xinxi uttered words she would never normally dare to utter: "Fuck...fuck me to death...ah...you old slut, just fuck me to death..." Overstimulated but still erect, Qiu Lixin thrust forcefully into the middle-aged beauty beneath him. Her fleshy legs spread wide, her triangle area splattered with fluids from his repeated blows. Her voluptuous labia were full and engorged, the two labia minora, shrunken from prolonged sexual activity, swaying and bobbing. The slightly overweight old man, his body heaving, his fleshy belly slapping against the middle-aged beauty's smooth abdomen, created a scene of erotic slutry.

Having already ejaculated in the bathroom, Qiu Lixin's second round of intense lovemaking seemed unable to end, as if he were back on his honeymoon, like a young man experiencing the sweetness of sex for the first time, greedily and persistently thrusting and pounding for about an hour and a half. Yu Xinxi was left crying and screaming, unable to speak coherently, having climaxed twice, leaving her only with the strength to lie limp on the bed and intermittent moans: "Oh... um..." After another hundred or so thrusts, Qiu Lixin also reached his climax, feeling the arrival of his peak. His hands were already sore, his back was numb, and his body was covered in sweat. At this moment, he felt so pleasurable that he couldn't continue. He roared, "You slut... I'm coming!" and with a trembling body, he sprayed his thin, white semen into the middle-aged woman's vagina. Yu

Xinxi, who was already limp from being fucked, was hit by the hot semen and was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she didn't have the strength to answer. She silently opened her sexy red lips and took a deep breath, "Hiss..." The sexual encounter that satisfied the middle-aged woman finally ended in the middle of the night. The two ignored the soiled and stained sheets, too weak and too lazy to clean them. They haphazardly covered themselves with the blankets and fell asleep in each other's arms at the foot of the bed. The next day, a radiant Yu Xinxi lovingly asked her husband, "What was so special about how long and intense we lasted yesterday?" A pleased and satisfied Qiu Lixin, naturally, wouldn't reveal his true feelings, and feigned affection as he replied, "Last night, thinking about how you'd be going to be with our daughter and would be holding back for a while, I..."

Yu Xinxi, even more pleased with her husband's perfect excuse, kissed Qiu Lixin passionately and sweetly said, "Darling~! Be a good girl at home. I'll be back in three months, and I'll definitely come back to celebrate the Spring Festival with you."

The long-married couple lingered intimately in bed for a while before getting up—some to go to work, others to do housework. A seemingly harmonious and happy family began a new day in the warm and loving morning.

[The End]

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