Passionate Midsummer Night

On this hot midsummer night, Mina was excited and impatiently closed the door as soon as she finished her work.
She was wearing a transparent silk nightgown, with nothing underneath.

"Taking so long in the bathroom," she called towards the bathroom, receiving no answer. "...Are you going to
spend the night there?" she called again. This guy often lingered in the bathroom for too long, making her impatient
.

"Coming! Coming!..." the man in the bathroom answered repeatedly, followed by
the sound of water flushing the toilet. "Stop nagging, you've been busy all day, aren't you tired yet..." the man opened the bathroom
door and came out, muttering.

"Come here!" she nestled in the middle of the soft bed, beckoned to him, and said softly with a flirtatious wink.

"Don't rush, look at you." He teased, swaying as he strolled over, speaking in a affected tone
, "I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere. Are you itching for a fuck?"

"What are you saying, so embarrassing." She pouted and said irritably, "Tonight is our moving
day, the first time in the new house, isn't it something to celebrate?"

The minister walked to the bedside, rested his hands on the edge of the bed, and looked down at his woman, his gaze intense and piercing.

Although Mina was thirty-eight years old, five years younger than him, she still retained her charm, especially in bed
. Her energy was like that of a fierce tiger; the saying "thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger"
was absolutely true. Despite having given birth to her daughter Jiaojiao eighteen years ago, her figure, apart from being slightly fuller,
had remained largely unchanged. Tall, with long legs, rounded hips, and full breasts, her
curves exuded the allure of a mature woman. She was like a bright red apple hanging on a branch,
its flesh brimming with sweet juice; any normal man, no matter who he saw, would want to take a
bite.

She tilted her head back, chin raised, waiting. The minister leaned down and kissed her, her soft arms
wrapping around his neck like vines. Their hot lips met, her soft, sweet tongue trembling as it slipped inside, their
wet tongues entwining, passionately seeking each other's semen, making soft, smacking sounds between their lips.
His hands had long since moved restlessly, caressing her firm breasts through her thin nightgown, clearly
feeling them swelling beneath his palms, her nipples gradually hardening.

"Lie down!" he whispered in her ear, "Let me serve you!"

"Mmm," Mina said softly, her eyelids lowered, releasing her arms from the man and lying down on the bed, her face
flushed with shy blush.

The man's wet tongue followed promptly, slithering across her sensitive neck like a snake,
gently licking her collarbone and the hollows of her shoulders, making her giggle involuntarily, twisting her body to avoid his
lips.

"Oh, darling, you smell so good!" he murmured, burying his face in her long, thick hair,
sniffing and breathing in her scent like a warhound.

His large, rough hand traced the curve of Mina's neck downwards, stopping between her perfect breasts. She
blinked, seeing the large, hairy head lower towards her nipple, gently
biting it through her nightgown.

"Ah, so ticklish..." she couldn't help but sigh softly, sweetly closing her eyes to enjoy it. "I
love your gentleness, darling..." Mina murmured, humming. She loved his way of making love—calm
and generous.

Her breasts, like freshly kneaded dough, fermented and swelled on the man's tongue. His strong body pressed against Mina's soft
body, his hard penis pressing against her crotch through her nightgown. It felt as if a thousand ants were crawling inside her
, causing a tingling, itchy sensation.

Mina spread her legs, twisting her hips uncontrollably against her husband's groin, trying to relieve the itch
. But this only fueled the fire; her breathing became increasingly rapid, and
the itching intensified, becoming even more unbearable. She couldn't help but moan, pressing her hands against his shoulders
and pushing his body down towards her lower abdomen.

The minister, still lost in the scent of her breasts, only then understood her meaning:
she was desperately thirsty and waiting for his mouth to soothe her.

His moist lips reluctantly left her breasts, tracing a path down her thin nightgown until they reached
between her open legs. Thick pubic hair, dark and alluring beneath the transparent fabric, clung to her skin.

He pressed his nose against it, inhaling the rich, tangled scent emanating from beneath the fabric
, a warm, moist fragrance that teased his nostrils—her vulva was already wet, ready
for his lips. He lowered his head further, gazing at her thirsty opening. Through the shimmering fabric, he could
see the tip of her pale brown clitoris still peeking out from the cleft.

Mina's lower abdomen heaved restlessly; her breathing was erratic as she patiently waited.

Finally, the nightgown was lifted, and his moist tongue slid along the inside of her thighs, settling
on her other mouth—her labia—and began to stroke up and down along the opening.

"Oh...oh..." Mina trembled all over, moaning softly. Her two long, slender legs curled up
to clamp the man's hairy head, but were quickly separated by strong hands. His wet tongue, like a soft
rubber brush, sank into the crevice of her vagina, finding the pleasure button—the clitoris—and skillfully
pressing it with the tip of his tongue.

"Your pussy is so beautiful." He parted her legs, looking at her light brown, moist labia, and the pink
cleft in the middle, panting like a bull: "I want to...eat it!"

He opened his mouth wide, buried his head between her legs again, rolling it on her high mons pubis, taking her entire
sticky opening between his lips, and thrusting his tongue inside to deeply suck the woman's sweet juices.

Mina was wearing his favorite pajamas tonight, and had even sprayed a light Chanel perfume on her genitals—'Eternity'.
The scent of "Flower of Desire" always drove him wild with desire. Mixed with the pungent aroma of love juices and the warm, musky
scent of a woman, it was like a universal key to desire, always successfully unlocking the door to his passion.

"Ah...ah...ah ah...gently!"

Mina sang softly, completely forgetting that in the other room of the living room, her daughter
Jiaojiao was there. Trembling, she untied her nightgown, opening it to reveal her pale, white body.
"Lick...lick my pussy, lick it! Darling! Lick!" she pleaded anxiously, pinching her small,
hill-like breasts and tugging at her nipples in rhythm with her husband.

Seeing his wife's intense desire, the minister lifted her legs, rolled her knees up against her chest,
and exposed her vulva. He pressed his lips to hers, licking the swollen
clitoris above her vulva with a thirsty urge, causing her to scream and tremble.

Clear fluid flowed continuously from her vulva; when his tongue entered, it felt like a small, warm pool
of mud. His tongue, like a spinning drill, constantly churned and churned inside, creating a lewd "sizzling"
sound.

"The taste...not bad, not bad!" he muttered, licking his wet lips. "Delicious..."
His mouth was covered in glistening liquid, and his short, stiff mustache was also covered in sticky strands of semen.

"Ugh! Don't stop!" she cried, her head rolling back and forth on the sheets. Her vulva was
burning, unable to leave his wet lips for even a moment.

He grinned, then lowered his head to continue his probing, his wet, hot tongue tirelessly
exploring the warm, fleshy opening.

"Oh, no… lick my clitoris, it's so itchy!" she pleaded, pulling at his hair, trying to
guide his burning tongue to her waiting clitoris.

"How about 69?" he asked, looking up at her. He especially loved this mutually pleasing position
and hoped she wouldn't get too tired.

"Again! You're always on top!" she screamed in protest. "This time I want to be on top!"

"No problem," he said generously, unbuttoning his robe and climbing naked onto the bed, lying down beside her
.

The woman rolled over, turning to lie on top of him, her head facing him, fragrant and aroused. Her full buttocks straddled
his face, her wet, fleshy opening hovering above his mouth, a shallow slit awaiting his
tongue.

Mina looked down and saw the man's large penis standing erect between his legs, as thick as a child's arm, hard and sinewy
, like a proud and imposing warrior, its glistening tip already oozing fluid.

"Wow! What a beautiful thing!" Mina would always exclaim involuntarily. "I love you,
and I love your penis!" she murmured, reaching out to grasp the erect shaft.

The man's nimble tongue was already gliding happily inside her wet vagina, brushing back and forth. She gently
grasped the thick shaft and slowly began to stroke it, while pressing her soft, flower-like lips
to the glans, circling and licking it. The smooth, red glans tasted salty
, with a pleasant, cheesy aroma.

As she licked the soft skin of the shaft, she could almost hear the blood gushing from the dark brown veins
. She licked the entire shaft, finally sliding down to the base, where the bulging
testicles were loosely covered by wrinkled skin, a beautiful sight.

As her warm lips gently pinched and pulled at the foreskin, the man groaned roughly below
, "Oh...fuck..." His penis trembled restlessly in her hands, seemingly unable to withstand her
rhythmic movements. "Heh...slut, can I put my cock in your mouth?" he asked gruffly.

"Come on! Haven't I swallowed enough of your semen?!" While she enjoyed swallowing his semen,
she hated his pretentious request. She raised her head, extended her warm tongue to lick the opening of his penis, opened her mouth wide, and slowly

took the large, shiny glans into her mouth .
The penis trembled nervously, slowly sliding in and out of
the woman's warm, moist mouth, inching forward until it reached the depths of her throat. She breathed heavily for a while,
then slowly pulled her head up, using her hand to stroke the wet shaft while her mouth enveloped the glans,
circling it endlessly.

The real show had just begun when the minister couldn't help but moan, "Oh...oh...my darling
, suck! Suck! Suck my big cock!"

The woman's hot lips entwined around the penis, sucking and licking, her face above her soaking wet vulva. The pungent
aroma mingled with the pleasure between his legs, a unique and unforgettable experience for the minister. He greedily
sucked on her swollen clitoris, licked her juicy vulva, and swallowed her fragrant fluids—the minister knew how to
lick her to make her climax. He loved licking Mina's vulva; it had become a habit, like eating and sleeping
.

"Ah...wow...darling, this is so good!" Mina moaned hysterically, her body
entwined with his throbbing penis. The man greedily sucked on her sensitive clitoris, causing her to involuntarily convulse. "Right
there, right there, faster, faster..." she urged him impatiently, the muscles in her thighs tense
.

The minister knew she was close to climaxing, and began to lick her vulva with a "slap, slap" motion, like a cat licking paste. Her pink
folds of flesh trembled and quivered, and warm fluid overflowed from her vagina, flowing down his chin
and neck.

Hot lips entwined with moist labia, the tip of her tongue repeatedly tapping her swollen clitoris. The walls of her vagina
pulsated rhythmically. Mina knew she was about to climax; wanting to reach orgasm at the same time as him, she
focused on the glans, sucking frantically. The speed of her thrusts increased, and the man
involuntarily moved his hips to meet Mina's mouth.

"Oh...almost there! Almost there!" Mina cried out. "Hurry, come with me, put your..."
"Shoot your semen into my mouth, all of it! Give it to me!" She began to swallow deeply, and he began to thrust wildly, his hot
glans swelling in her mouth. She knew he was about to ejaculate; her vagina was already prepared with a full
belly of juice, ready to spray him with it.

All the pleasure gathered at the glans, her whole body trembling. The man knew that the climax was getting
closer and closer. Finally, a strong whirlwind rose from his lower abdomen, surging up along the base of his penis.
"Ah...ah...it's coming!"

he shouted, thrusting hard into the woman's mouth, ejaculating wildly at the throat with a series of "plop plop" sounds.
At the same time, the man's mouth left her vagina, and he fell backward, her vaginal opening tightly clenched
, as if it were about to suffocate. Suddenly, the pink labia opened outward, and a thick stream of white
semen gushed out, spraying onto the man's neck, shoulders, and chest.

Her mouth was full of hot, sticky semen, which Mina swallowed greedily, gurgling in her throat.
She swallowed every last drop. The engorged penis was still throbbing rhythmically, with more white fluid
gushing from its mouth.

She smacked her lips, licked her lips with her tongue, and then covered her mouth with his again, greedily
sucking on the glans until not a drop was left. Only when she rolled over and turned around did she
realize that the man beneath her was limp as a puddle of mud, unable to move. "Oh...oh...
darling!" he groaned weakly, his chest a mess.

"That was nice, I feel full again!" she whispered in his ear, leaning down. The man, eyes closed
and panting, didn't answer. "Your semen tastes so good, I love tasting it!" she added, turning to find
a towel. She saw that his once powerful and erect penis had shrunk listlessly, mirroring the man's
expression.

"You... don't you think we're being too loud?" The minister finally snapped out of his daze and turned to ask her.

"What..." she stammered, grabbing the towel and turning back, not quite hearing what he said.

"I mean, aren't you afraid our daughter will hear you shouting so loudly?" he repeated.

"Oh, you mean Jiaojiao... won't hear, the door's closed..." she said, unsure.
"Besides, Jiaojiao isn't a child anymore. You know how long she's been entangled with that brat Ahua
, she can't possibly not know..."

"Hmm, that's true... maybe she won't be used to being away from Ahua?" he said with some concern.

“She’ll get used to it, don’t worry about that,” she interrupted him. “A change of environment, away from those
shady people, will do her a good job!”

“I hope so. I hope she adapts to this place quickly,” he said.

He realized his stepdaughter had grown into a beautiful young woman, probably
thanks in part to that boy named Ahua. But would she get used to being away from him? Or more precisely,
once the valve of desire was opened, could it be closed again? Perhaps while they were making love, she was masturbating in the room, using their
sounds as a trigger.

Suddenly, a lewd thought flashed through his mind, a thought that strangely excited him. He
knew he shouldn’t be thinking about it, but what might be happening in the room across the living room deeply
aroused his curiosity.

"You haven't forgotten about going to the department manager's house tomorrow, have you?" Mina wiped her genitals, then
wiped his chest as she reminded him, "Will that be good for your job?"

"No... I haven't forgotten." He paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "He's a very likable
guy!"

"Likeable? What do you mean?" she asked, tilting her head.

"He's not pretentious at all, he tells jokes, he's funny, approachable, and..." He thought for a moment,
"Oh... he's young, a few years younger than me, and handsome too. Girls all like him."

"Really?" She suddenly became interested. Her husband stared at her with a strange look, and she blushed,
saying awkwardly, "...Oh, he's about my age. Men are more likable when they're mature like you."

"He looks like one of your favorite Korean soap opera actors," he added, blinking.

Mina said in surprise, "I like a lot of Korean actors. Which drama are you talking about?"

"Uh… let me think. You know, I don't like that stuff." He frowned and thought hard
, then said uncertainly, "The one you watch every night, what's it called again… 'My Love from the Star'…?"

"Haha!" She couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head repeatedly to correct him, "No, no, you misspoke, it's
'My Love from the Star'!" "Right, right! That's it. Seriously, what a weird name… and it's from outer space!" he said,

annoyed. "What's that pretty boy's name again?" 　　"What pretty boy? He's a famous Korean actor, a popular singer, a commercial model, a real superstar!" she said discontentedly. 　　"Okay! Okay! Even so, what's his name?" He was losing his patience. 　　"Lee Min-ho!" As she uttered the name, she felt that same nervous anticipation as when talking about her first love. "Does he really look like him?" she asked cautiously. 　　"You'll know when you see him tomorrow. Anyway, I think he does look somewhat like him," he said casually, waving her away . "Go to sleep! I'm exhausted after a long day, and I have to get up early tomorrow, it's killing me..." Having a lovesick wife like this is such a headache. [The End]

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